Gerard and Mikey are the new kids in town. They meet Ray and tiny mystery boy named Frank. In which Gerard accidentally falls in love with.

Frank Iero has been picked on everyday in and out of school since he first came in seventh grade. He gets called all the same insults that he did in Maine before he moved. 'Faggot' 'Retard' 'Sinner' it never changes, and neither does he. But.... What if his bully does? !!!!Trigger Warning!!!! Contains self harm and suicide attempts!!!!

Tyler's a murderer. Josh is a policeman. Tyler loves blood and the way it runs down his fingers. Josh is only trying to do his job and find the murderer. But once he does. It all takes a big turn. Lots of triggering stuff in this. Please do not read if you get triggered easily. Smut. Top!Tyler. Bottom!Josh. © 2016, Keeley (_Delphinus_) All rights reserved

Gerard, AKA Party Poison, has felt something was missing since his best friend's parents left for Battery City after the fires of 2012, but with his brother and the 'fro man he still fights on. Frank was raised in BL/ind and taught by their ways, but has he had enough? What happens when Frank can't take the fake happiness of The Company anymore?

It's 2018 and people think that the apocalypse has ended. Where cities, homes, businesses and humble towns once stood, now there lies only death, only destruction, only emptiness. Only the moans and the shuffles of the living dead. But in reality, it's only just begun. And for two lonely boys, once separated from each other by dead-town states and not even aware of each other's existence, it's far from being over. It's not about saving the world. It's about saving themselves. ----------------------------------

A second pair of footsteps made themselves known as they fell in inconsistent rhythm with mine. My hair whirled around my face when I spun around looking for the owner of the sound. My eyes landed on the silhouette of a man walking a few meters behind me, a cloud of smoke escaping his lips as he pulled the cigarette away from his face.

Frank Iero reckons there are a hell of a lot of people he'd do away with in a school shooting. He has a vivid imagination and what he finds to be a pretty reasonable vendetta. But when his plans are put into action, he finds himself in possession of a hostage; a boy called Gerard Way. In the aftermath of the crime, Gerard's brother Mikey struggles. With his life now in pieces, Pete Wentz steps in, harbouring bad influence and a shred of hope he quickly clings to, and secrets that could change their lives forever. READ THE TRIGGERS. #1 Frerard 08/2018. #1 PeteWentz 06/2020. #1 Petekey 08/2022.

Frank has done some bad things in his life. Some really bad things. But Gerard, his new cellmate....yeah, he's done worse. Much worse. Frank doesn't know this, though, when they meet- all he sees is a ragged, dark man with dark hair and dark eyes and a bright, golden cross around his neck. And all he knows is that Gerard is the first of his cellmates to refuse the offer he always makes- have sex with him. He's also the first of his cellmates to have gotten out. This is not my fic. This was NOT franksenpai's fic. This fic was originally written by Venne on mibba, which can be found here: http://www.mibba.com/Stories/Read/483749/A-Bullet-Through-a-Flock-of-Doves/

(written in 2016) 2016/01/20 Sunday. If you really want to know about me, this first thing you'd want to read is where I was born, and what my lousy childhood was like, and what my parents did in their spare time before they had me, and all that John Green kind of crap, but I don't feel like going into it, if you really want to know the truth. In fact, I'd much rather start of by saying that my name is Mikey Way and I spend at least 16 hours a day of my life sitting in a wheelchair. I'd also like to let everyone here know that they are under no obligation to read my blog but I am under obligation to write it. On account of the fact that my therapist thinks I'm John Watson or some crap. Regardless, here I am, pretending to have something to say about how my day went even though if anyone asked I would say that I was fine. Because that's just what you're supposed to say instead of saying that it's cold and miserable and if you died you wouldn't really mind. But I'll post this anyway while pretending to think that anyone will read it.

Josh can read emotions, not that it's ever helped him. Suffocating in a town that is outrageously boring, Josh just wants something- anything- to happen. But when a new boy arrives in school, someone so afraid of something it hurts, Josh is determined to find out what, before it's too late //COMPLETED//