Charlie was a normal rebel that you could find at every city. But when her rebellious actions get her sent away (again) she needs to learn to trust her new family as she did her old one.

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 ❤️)

Frank Iero is a typical loner. The oddball of school who wears skeleton gloves everyday and tons of band shirts. He has two friends, Bob Bryar and Ray Toro. Him and his classmates don't get along. They happen to use Frank as their punching bag of glorified short person. But the town isn't all that everyone thinks it is, a small village like town. There's two paths that Frank can take to school, the pavement or the path hardly used through the woods. Which path would you take if you heard a crazy escaped convict was sighted in town near those woods. If you're Frank Iero, then you're most likely to take the wooded path anyway.

~AU~ Set in the 1960's~ <Basically this fic is set in an alternate 1960's, where race is not an issue- but sexual orientation is. Just if there's any confusion> Frank Iero, is a struggling musician dealing with the rejection from his family, as well as his recent personal discovery. He meets Gerard Way, a writer under a pseudonym- with a great taste in suits, and a deep secret to tell. He's struggled just as much as Frank, but he's used to bottling it up. The enter into a life-changing situation, one that they know is worth fighting for. One worth dying for...

In the small town of Monroeville, nothing is what it seems. The people living there have kept a secrete sense the town was built back in 1824. Every night there is a curfew. Once the sun goes down everyone is required to lock their doors and wait until daylight to even think about coming out of their homes. As soon as the sun goes down, they come out... Vampires. Reven Baker has lived in Monroeville sense she was born. She's heard the story's, woke up for school every morning to find corpses of vampires that would soon turn to ash. she never dared to even think about what happens at night until she breaks. Her brother had been killed by those things. She can't bear the pain of living. Having to wake up everyday not knowing how many people she knew died. She decides the only way to end it is by suicide. She can't do it herself though. One night she climbs out her window, thinking this was the end and awaits her death. But what happens when it doesn't? Gerard way/ vampire shit

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!!!!

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.

Warning: title may not have a whole lot to do with the story but I know how I want to make it, just not name it. Gerard and Frank used to be best friends, so close that Frank would spend days with Gerard because of his home-life. Abusive parents weren't greatest but then something happened one day and the Iero's moved from New Jersey to Maine. Not seeing each other for years until Frank Iero is in the newspaper. Just saying; Gerard did not expect Frank to turn out like he did : SerialKiller!Frank

Gerard Way is curious about the abandoned house just outside of town. It has always captured his attention ever since he can remember. Every time he asks about it people say "it's haunted" or "it's empty" or "why are you even worried about a stupid, old house?" Gerard is then dared to spend a night in the abandoned house and gets more than what he thought he would. -{ cover made by: @VeryPunktual }- -*it's called fan FICTION. Therefore, anything can happen. Please don't question my work*-