When hard times come, sometimes love is all that can heal !!TRIGGER WARNING!! Contains mentions of kidnapping, cutting, suicide, abuse and other topics that may be triggering, read at your own risk. Please don't read if you get triggered easily, your health is more important <3

[ON HOLD: i literally wrote this 3 years ago :/] In the middle of her junior year, Alexa Harris meets the new girl, Cameron Clarke, and falls head over heels for her. In the midst of her embarrassingly bad crush on Cam, Lexa has to face bullies with acrylic nails long enough to make a shishkabob, an upcoming talent show, and a creative writing piece, not to mention loads of school work, homework, and studying for finals. Can she manage all of it without losing her sanity? Probably not but that's not going to stop her from doing it all anyway. Art used for the cover is not mine. Credit to bibinella.tumblr.com I do not own any of the images used. Image credit goes to rightful owners.

in a world where your moods are visible above your head, displayed through pictures and icons, it's impossible to hide your true feelings. however dan howell seems to be lacking this. labelled as an emotionless freak, dan is outcasted because his moods are never visible. that is, until an endlessly happy boy named phil wonders why.

It's the lake in November, and the move closer to the ocean, and Gerard's fixation, and Gerard's compulsions like tidal waves dragging him down, and Mikey's more distant than ever: like they're drifting out into the middle of the ocean, whereas Gerard's just stuck there: water turning to quicksand around him, drowning. And it's the letter; Frank finds it on the floor of the boys' bathroom on the first floor. It's dropped in accident, perhaps from a pocket or something, and it's drenched in what Frank hopes is tap water, and the words: scrawled in blue ink are difficult to make out as the words join together in a fuzzy inky mess. The only paragraph legible is the final one, and even still, it barely is: 'I've been underwater for a long time now, but I'm not drowning, I'm beginning to think I can breathe like this, but I can't, I'm gasping for breath, and I have to do this, Mikey, I have to end this myself. I'm going to the lake on the 1st of November, don't wait for me... I'm not coming back.' And the name signed at the bottom is little more than a smudged mess of blue ink, and there's nothing Frank can do about it, but he knows for certain that the one thing he can't do is ignore this letter, and he reminds himself of that as he folds it into his pocket. It's a suicide note, Frank's stupid, but not stupid enough to brush over that fact, and whoever this person is, Frank knows that they most certainly don't deserve to die. And Frank isn't going to let them. Because he's going to find this person; he's got time now at least, and he can save them, he will save them - Frank promises himself that. But one person in a whole school, it's like a needle in a haystack, but he's got time, it's November 1st in thirty days, and he can only hope that it will be enough. He's got one month: the date is October 1st.

Frank is twenty eight: he's mentally stable for the most part, and well nobody has to know about pills he takes twice a day, do they? He's normal now, he's a person now, he's a fucking adult with an office job and he fucking hates it and that's fine, because he got out of the mental hospital three years ago, and these past three years of mundane nothingness have been the best three years of his life. Ten years ago, or so, Frank was in love with a boy called Gerard with fiery red hair and the personality of a switchblade knife, and ten years ago that boy called Gerard had killed himself. Frank still saw him though: hallucinations, as he knew them to be now, and it took him years in a hospital he never thought he'd get out of to convince himself of his newfound sanity, but he was okay now. Twenty eight year old Frank Iero had been officially 'okay' since he was twenty five. He hadn't seen Gerard again, and he didn't even think about the guy - he was just normal, and he was almost painfully content with being the secretary to someone with a five figure salary. But of course, on one fateful morning in December, that has to go and change, doesn't it? (Technically a sequel to Summertime, but I wouldn't say you need to have read Summertime to understand and enjoy this)

The year is 2007, 19 year old Paul is just out of school and, on top of trying to find a job, is having problems in his current relationship. After things become worse, his friend, George, attempts to cheer him up by taking him to Warped Tour. Little does he know, this will change his life in, simultaneously, the worst and best ways possible. Also, some graphic sexual scenes on the way so, you have been warned. Completed: July 9th, 2018 (Any updates or changes made to this book after that date will be nothing but simple edits for mistakes)

Taylor loses everything. Worst of all, he loses the girl who was everything to him. (SHORT STORY) [completed January 29, 2017]

Frank Iero is a mess-plain and simple. He isn't living, just surviving, and even though no seventeen-year-old should feel this way, he can't seem to snap out of it. Frank knows his life is going nowhere, so he wastes his nights away at the local bar, drowning his problems in a drink and hooking up with anyone who looks at him twice. He doesn't care if he is being a slut-Frank just loves sex. He actually feels wanted, even if it's only for an hour or two. But when one thing leads to another, and Frank finds his way into his own teacher's bed, will he finally discover everything he has been looking for, or will it all end in disaster? ~~~ Teacher/Student AU *trigger warning for drinking, self-harm, mental illnesses, depression, etc.*

[This story could be triggering: Self-harm, Anxiety, Suicidal Ideation] He was his anchor of sorts, he held him down when he felt like he was drifting away. But love can't fix you, it can only help you along the way. Frank Iero, unbelievably adorable but also unbelievably sad. When he meets the more outgoing artsy boy with beautiful jet black hair in a forest at 2am, neither of them expect it to shape the rest of their lives. Frank is a troubled teen to say the least, there is a constant battle going on his mind. These days he can barely think clearly anymore and Gerard wants to help save him. But how can he attempt to save someone who is already so far gone?

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.