"He thinks I have stigmata," Frank said, because what the fucking hell, it couldn't get any worse. He might as well just lay it out. "Oh, well," said Brian into his hands. "Of course." ~ I did not write this story. All credit goes to the author, Bexless on Archive Of Our Own. Link to the original story: http://archiveofourown.org/series/9795

With nothing left to lose, Melissa begrudgingly accepts the offer to go on tour with her best friend, and her best friend's new boyfriend. Among the regret of her decision, she finds herself to be the center of a sick bet- one with larger consequences than the man who made it had anticipated. POV of both OC + Frank -Revenge era- Fever Dream© Hi all- I began writing this years ago and decided to pick it back up again, so there may be a slight shift in writing style. This will be rather long and slow-moving, but I plan to update often. -COMPLETED- +#1 in #mychemicalromance 8/31/2020 +#10 in #frankiero 6/22/2020 + #1 in #frankierofanfic 7/9/19 FUTURE TRIGGER WARNINGS- Language, substance abuse, depression/talk of suicide, possible assault

"To everyone, you're such a sweet church girl But I know your secret..." Mae is the academic star of Belleville's crumbling catholic school- a 4.0 average, head of the debate team, and a college scholarship to boot. Her peers think that she is the straight-laced bookworm that she had always planned to portray- but she has dark secrets. Mae wanted to take those secrets to her grave, until a notorious punk proposed a single list of things to do that would change the course of the facade that she believed was a perfect life. Bad Catholics© + #1 in #mychemicalromance 12.27.2020 + #2 in #MCR 5.5.2021 + #1 in #frankiero 1.18.2022 |FUTURE TRIGGER WARNINGS| Language, substance abuse, depression/talk of suicide, violence

At 3:22 a.m on a Saturday morning 19-year-old Anastasia Briar heard noises in her tiny one bedroom apartment. At 3:22 a.m on a Saturday morning 19-year-old Anastasia Briar grabbed a tennis racket and armed it like a light saber as she approached the noises. At 3:22 a.m on a Saturday morning 19-year-old Anastasia Briar saw a strange platinum haired man in her apartment. At 3:22 a.m on a Saturday morning 19-year-old Anastasia Briar's somewhat normal life was taken, smashed into a million pieces, and scattered to the ends of the earth. -3:23 a.m- ---------------------- Hey guys this is my first Gerard Way/MCR fan fic. I'm working really hard so I would love for you to check it out! More reads=more updates so tell me what you think :):) ---Fabbyulous1

"I hate my weaknesses, They make me who I am." In which a girl who can feel others emotions lives next door to a boy who feels too much. Or the one where Frank Iero meets his neighbor and learns about the simplicity of self-doubt. [SHORT STORY][Alternate title: The Simplicity of Self-Doubt] Copyright © 2016 by miserableyouth Ranked: short story #855 [08.10.18] frankiero #1 [04.10.20] mychemicalromance #2 [04.02.20]

❛ ❛ -stars like him are more than just light. touch him & you'll blister; love him and you'll b u r n. ❜ ❜ ♚ FRIGHT NIGHT ♔ 「 After her estranged mother dies, and with no one else to claim her bearings, Margo must return to Bloodstone New Jersey to take care of her childhood home. But across a field of burial mounds is the Way palace, where both Barons Gerard and Mikey Way live. There's also some romance and spooky stuff because it's a gothic novel. It might be good, I dunno man. 」 COPYRIGHT © 2015, ierlobe/undiscredited All rights reserved, refrain from copying or/and reposting this story. Unauthorised duplication is a violation of applicable laws and will result in Gerard coming to your house and sucking your blood. (STORY IS UNEDITED)

He had not been able to get her out of his mind since the first time he saw her. ~ He was sitting in a diner at the counter, his hands wrapped around a cup of coffee. The door chimes announcing an arrival.... or more accurately, his next meal. His hungry stomach clenches at the thought. He looks up to see a young girl with tear stained cheeks, observing she having only a couple of dollars to buy a meal. She looked up, and her blue~green eyes connected with his. He wasn't expecting it when this sad girl with tears in her eyes gave him a slight smile. It threw him off. He followed her out of the diner, and through the dusk darkening park. What he saw her do next infatuated him. ~ It's been three long years, and he is still fascinated by her. Every time he sees her, he becomes more trapped by the mystery that draws him to her. He is determined to find out what her spell is on him. Until then, he lies in wait. ~~~~~~~~~~~~ Note to readers: This story has possible Triggers, and Violence. It contains material that may not be suitable for sensitive readers. If you have any reservations about any chapters, please feel free to DM with questions before you read. Thank you.