____________________ "I know you're not ok, Ry." He sighed. "I'll be ok soon." _____________________ •this takes place in around 2006/2007 but let's pretend emojis and facetime exist ok• _____________________ this will be half a Texting Story and half a fan fiction, or "x Reader" btw. _____________________

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Do not read this unless you have read the main fic and prologue first! Main fic, prologue, then epilogue. In that order. 20 years later and there was still so much that was left unsaid. Until now.

Do not read this unless you have read the main fic first! Everything will make more sense that way. Also, make sure you read this before you read the epilogue. Trust me, everything will make more sense if you read these in that order. Zero reflects on their life and memories before that fateful day.

Frank is just an ordinary person, with an ordinary job, when one day everything changes. A flaming metal object falls from the sky, crashes right in his backyard, and what was inside it would change his life forever. Chapters: 33/33. Complete. FAQ at the end covers all 3 installations of the fic. Prologue and Epilogue can be found on my page.

You have a tough time at school and a new boy joins, being the social awkward person you are, you stare at him from behind, until he turns around 'hey I'm gerard, I can hear your music, is that pierce the viel?' (Triggering subjects if you get upset easily about depression, self harm and suicide, this is not to make a joke or romanticise it in anyway, just to spread awareness and add relativity to the story ❤️)

You are a girl who is going to a new school. You rarely speak to anyone, and you're kind of an asshole. Suddenly, this punk guy is trying to earn your love. Will this actually work out??? You gave up on humanity a while ago, and your only friends are three people who are in a band with you. Why does the punk think that he can actually have you??? Maybe it will, and maybe you'll actually talk to him. TRIGGER WARNING: SELF HARM AND SUICIDE

Edit: the storyline changed because I suck at bios. It's still the same idea and stuff. But uhhh. Please just read it to find out more. I swear it's better than this bio. I wanted to do this because of a situation I made up in my head. (Basically all of my stories) Basically, you're the antisocial, people hating, new kid. You accidentally bump into this emo ass looking bitch and then he gets annoyed and shit. You're friends with his brother, who you met at an IHOP. Your end up having some classes with this edgy hoe. And then you get a crush on him because let's face it, he's pretty cool. There are still shitty school things lowering your sanity, but at least you have your friends. Will emo thot end up liking you back??? And what happens if he does and then you have to leave or something???? AhhHhhHhhhHh What will happen in this shitty school scenario???? Read to find out!!!! (Or not I don't care) ((Just kidding I need validation please read)) (((Also there might be smut in the future it really just depends on what people want))) ((((The storyline changed a bit, but I'll update it))))

I'm bored so I'm deciding to write a cliche my chemical romance fanfic, except the people in it will actually react to the situations. I'm pretty bored so I'm just going to do a self insert except make myself more edgy so ummmmmm enjoy an ironic non x reader. WARNING: BECAUSE this is a cliche fanfic, there will be abuse, bullying, and self harming, please if you're sensitive to these things, then PLEASE for the love of god don't read it. Please get help if these things happen to you and PLEASE stay safe. Here's a number that can help with suicidal thoughts: 1-800-273-8255

Who knew that texting "Beep Beep Lettuce" to some random number would finally get you a love life?