You've complained about walking the beat in Detroit for years. Petty crimes, protests, no real action... So when Captain Fowler gave you orders to respond to a hostage situation, you couldn't resist. And then you got shot, only to be saved by the android sent by CyberLife... • Highest Rankings: #1 in Connor, Detroitbecomehuman, ConnorxReader & Video Games • ~215k words not including notes • See end chapter notes for more info and profile for Discord invite. [Book One of the I Am Alive series] Beta'd by MjrGenMatt, ElegantN7, Celestielle and Cerulaine

Just because Gerard Way is dead, doesn't mean he is gone.... he's still roaming around his home waiting for someone to walk through that door...anyone. For something to happen....anything. He's lonely, he has been for so long now. His family, and friends locked up his house, before moving on with their lives, leaving him trapped in his house, a spectral prisoner in a time capsule of his life. Ellie is on the run. With nowhere to go, she texts a friend of hers for help. He thinks he knows a place she might be able to stay. She would only need to keep the place from falling apart since it has been empty for so long.

"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]

A brand new teacher at Glenview High School, Emma Williams will quickly earn that there is no room for fun and excitement under the principal's strict rules. They say, never mix business with pleasure, but will she be able to stop herself from doing so when she meets the music teacher? Rated Mature for some sexual content

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