High School AU based on the "I'm Not OK" video

“He thinks I have stigmata,” Frank said, because what the fucking hell, it couldn’t get any worse. He might as well just lay it out. “Oh, well,” said Brian into his hands. “Of course.”

Gerard stared. Frank bounced, grinning. "Do you even know anything about it? I mean, have you ever actually--" Frank's hands flew into the air. "Science project! That's the whole point! Learning something!"

"You know who else kiss each other all the time, Frank? People who are dating."

White House AU.

The kid looked up at him as he walked by. He had the biggest goddamn eyes Brian had ever seen; absolutely huge, dark lashes, tangled hair. Brian was pretty sure his parents wouldn’t have let him leave the house without at least washing his hair now and then. Parenting was getting pretty slack.

Jon and Spencer own a flower shop in a small town, and when the town’s pastor dies, Brendon comes to live with them and take over the job. Summerville’s full of people in love, and Brendon’s not immune to the town’s charms himself – when they’re in the form of a certain Sunday school teacher.

“So after that, I started thinking—okay, maybe this place isn’t anything I ever heard about in school or church. But then again, maybe it is. Maybe this is Purgatory. And I always had the idea that Purgatory was kind of like prison, y’know, you gotta serve your sentence and the only thing that’s gonna get you out quicker is good behavior or having friends in high places. But maybe—maybe you don’t have to just sit around waiting for someone to tell you your sentence is up. Maybe Purgatory ends when you get yourself out of it.”

Fallen Angels!! My favorite thing ever!(seriously , you can ask my bff, I sort of have an obsession with them) This one is a little dark too, and turns some religious ideals on their ear, ( something else I am quite fond of!) Need more? How about a band with the Way brothers and Ryan Ross and Spencer Smith (could you die? ) I don't have the words for this, just that it grabbed ahold of me and wouldn't let go for a long long time.

Michael didn’t seem particularly shocked when Gerard approached him with the idea, but then, Gerard had never seen his younger brother look particularly shocked at anything. He merely looked at Gerard, blinked once or twice, and repeated in a flat tone, “You want me to help you dress up like a woman.” “It’s the stays in particular I think I’ll need help with,” Gerard told him. “Well, and buttoning the dress, and perhaps the wig.”

Jane Austen AU. There’s a wedding, heartache and matchmaking, and it all happens in the 19th century England. It all made perfect sense in my head.

The AU where Panic is a wedding band called The First Wives’ Club. Brendon named them. It’s okay though: Pete’s wedding band is called Lloyd Dobler’s Boombox, but only because it kind of stuck. Also MCR are the leaders of the enemy wedding band camp. Then Ryan makes a bet with Frank Iero because he’s bad at life like that, and suddenly they’re in a duel to the death. Or, a wedding band-off, since unfortunately their lives aren’t a sequel to Boyz N The Hood.

Where Spencer and Ryan go on a vacation to the Caribbean, and get swept away to the 18th Century during the American Revolution.

Ten times Disney did it best.

“I think Ryan’s dead,” Brendon said, nodding solemnly. “I’m waiting for Frank to stop by, because I don’t want to be the one who finds his body.”

A mannerpunk!au, set in the capital city of Jersea, where society's finest mix and mingle. Mikey has just seen his brother and best friend off on their honeymoon when he learns he's to be married. His match is a sailing captain named Robert who brings along his butler Patrick and jealous best friend Brian. Through walks in the park and days in the library though, Brian and Mikey find they like one another more than they thought.

Sequel to Straight Up Chicago Style. : Six fucking a.m. in Chicago in October, and Gabe can’t believe he’d forgotten how much he missed this.

Wing!fic.

“He thinks I have stigmata,” Frank said, because what the fucking hell, it couldn’t get any worse. He might as well just lay it out. “Oh, well,” said Brian into his hands. “Of course.”

"Exactly what the title sounds like: a My Chemical Romance not!fic, featuring Frank Iero as the Prince of New Jersey's thriving Vending Machine Business."

Gerard's fat fucking birds have fat fucking asses.

"not!fic about Gerard the teenage failboat superhero: a Kick-Ass AU. Once upon a time, there was a group of teenage comic nerds, who were invisible to girls and sometimes got beaten up by the bigger kids. One of them had a thing about saving people, became a masked vigilante and got involved with an Italian mobster's son, and it all went downhill from there."

Bob thinks that the ability to put up with the friends he has is a more unique characteristic of his than his Juvenile Rheumatoid Arthritis. Fifty thousand kids in the States have JRA, only a few could handle Mikey’s sluttiness, Gerard’s basement creeperiness, and Frank’s stupid refusal to admit his crush on Gerard. (Ray is surprisingly normal). But while he gets no help dealing with his friends, a few accommodations have to be made for his disease. Someone copying class notes is one of them, and when it turns out that Frank’s writing could be more legible if he did it with his feet, Brendon Urie steps in. JRA impedes a lot of things in his life, but falling in love isn’t one of them.

Gerard was only thirteen when his mom dumped him and his brother off at the local group home. His mom was under the delusion that if she placed them with a foster care system, then they would go to a family that would actually be able to care for them. Yeah, it wasn’t the brightest plan. He felt like an idiot, because he felt like he was too old for this place. Surely, they would find him a place to be with Mikey. But it didn’t work out that way. Four years passed and even though people thought about adopting them, they never did. Gerard made sure of it, if only because it was the only way he would never be separated from Mikey. He knew why his mom didn’t want them. It was because she hadn’t known that she was having sex with a werewolf until her oldest son had shifted for the first time. After that, it had been a downward spiral of fights between his mom and dad, his dad walking out, and then his mom deciding that she didn’t even want her own kids, based solely on the fact that they were werewolves.

After getting expelled from Queen of Peace, Frank realizes that this could be the best thing to ever happen to him and formulates a plan. A plan to use his new life at his new school as an opportunity to cross-dress, full-time as the boy he knows he is, unbeknownst to the students and administration of Belleville High School.

Frank is an accountant, Gerard is an artist (spoiler!: and then they fall in love)

Telepath police consultant AU.

High school AU not!fic where Frank moves in with the Ways for his senior year.

Apartment building AU! So, um, if you're familiar with my epic DT? This was kind of written like that, only at a much, much smaller scale. If you're unfamiliar, it just means that it's a whole bunch of scenes strung together by a whole bunch of characters. I pretty much throw you into the deep end and you have to swim out. Everyone is weird.

MCR/Adam high school au crossover fic where they go LARPing.

Set in 2006. "Smokes," Mikey reads aloud. "Likes dogs in case ever get one. Likes rock music. Likes loud rock music. Is interesting. Does not hog bathroom." He looks at Frank over the top of his glasses. "Dude, it's like you're meant to be."

Gerard steps out in heels for Halloween. Everybody enjoys it. Some enjoy it more than others.