Frank and Gerard were childhood friends. And then they were enemies. Finally, they became strangers. They'd been friends though, and maybe they'd been a little too affectionate, because everyone thought the two of them would get married someday. Before they became enemies, they had even agreed to use each other as a backup plan. If, by the time they both reached their thirtieth year, they hadn't found someone to marry, they'd marry each other. They have thirty three days left. THIS STORY IS INTENDED FOR 18+ AUDIENCES. I can't stop you from reading it at whatever age you are, but please be advised. DISCLAIMER: This fic features Brendon Urie as a character. It was written before allegations were made of Brendon's conduct, and I in no way support him or his actions.

Frank moves to a new town, optimistic about starting a new life with his new friends. Gerard, however, is not so hopeful. Trigger warnings for abuse, alcohol abuse, self harm, suicidal thoughts, bullying

Gee Way is absolutely drop dead gorgeous. After one week at his new school, he was already named one of the prettiest people in the school. He even had relations with one of the most popular boys in school, Frank Iero. Everybody loved Gerard. Except one person who would willingly put the 'dead' in drop dead gorgeous.

When the sun comes up, watch your back. Dracs and S/C/A/R/E/C/R/O/W/S will show you no mercy. Brutal Scene is alone, but she's used to it. Everyone she knows either abandons her or dies, so she's grown to like being a lone wolf. But every wolf needs a pack. Party Poison has his two best friends and his little brother, what more could he possibly want? He knows there's something missing, and he desperately wants to know what it is. Maybe it's not a what, but a who? Running into abandoned places isn't always the best idea, especially when they're not abandoned. ****This will have references and ideas from both the videos and the comics**** *Also this is my first fanfic* SEQUEL IS WHEN IT TURNS NIGHT

Frank Iero, 17 years old, gets injuries randomly, out of the blue. He doesn't do them to himself and no one does them to him, that he knows of. He doesn't know why it happens, how it happens, and who or what is doing it to him. After a bad accident he's determined to find out what is happening, but is quite surprised by the source of his wounds.

Frank Iero was given two options by his parents: go to juvie or move to England to live with his heavily-catholic relatives. He chose the second, seeing it as a challenge as to how long his aunt and uncle would be able to put up with his troublemaking ass. Maybe he would've chosen Juvie if he realised just what was waiting for him over the Atlantic ocean, in the form of a hot priest who seemed to be so far in the closet he could've been in Narnia. Frank had always loved to cause a shitstorm, but this was on a whole new level. Rated R for sexual themes/scenes and strong language General disclaimer: There are a fair few aspects of this that are not factually accurate when it comes to the church so please bear with me on that!

(Book #1 of the Danger Trilogy) ::COMPLETED:: "Racing shadows in the moonlight, through the desert on a hot night, and for a second there we'd won, yeah, we were innocent and young." ::Miss Atomic Bomb- The Killers:: I didn't want to be an outlaw. Mind you, I didn't want to belong to Better Living Industries either. All I wanted was to belong somewhere. ||Based off of the True Lives of the Fabulous Killjoys comic by Gerard Way, and the Danger Days album by My Chemical Romance.||

*Co-written with MyChemicalRachel* Frank is a student at university of south florida, living in a dorm all by himself. on a hot sleepless night, frank decides to go on twitter and pass the time going through his feed. he notices the account of a comic artist from new york and decides to find out more about this guy. but what happens when he gets more information than he was ready for?

"Only douche bags wear sunglasses inside." "If I knew what one looked like, I might agree."