And they were roommates! Oh my god, they were roommates. Frank has been in love with Gerard for years, but Gerard's never noticed. Instead Gerard tries setting up his roommate with dates, unaware that Frank wants no one but him. He settles with the fact that Gerard will never love him back, so he sets out to forget him. Everyone knows that Frank's in love except for Gerard, but he certainly does notice it when Frank falls for someone else. Story originally written in 2014, and I haven't read or edited it since, so it may not be that good.

For Halloween, Frank dresses up as a doll with ruby red cheeks. Warning: smut and dd/lb relationship

Prologue and/or teaser to a fic I might start. Frank believes, with all his heart, that Gerard Way 'lead singer of My Chemical Romance and writer of Umbrella Academy' is in love with him. The aftermath of it all.

Frank is Gerard's pool boy. Classic PWP

Murder House meets Bates Motel. Murder! Ghosts! Revenge! Warning: includes graphic descriptions of murder, suicide, and death. Cover art credit: Gerard Way

Frank gets fucked to the tune of f*ggot.

Mikey Way has a vampire big brother, guitar hero legend best friend, and a tiny punk as the little brother he never wanted. Warning: blood, guts, and vampires!

"Frank won't admit it though; he'll deny it until he's blue in the face. Being called 'Frankie Baby' does not turn him on, it's not cute, and he loves it. Wait--no, he hates it. Frank totally hates it." Frank is a little punk brat who won't admit he loves the way Gerard calls him "Frankie Baby." Summer Camp AU Or four times Gerard got the reaction he expected out of Frank and the one time he didn't.

Because who doesn't love a revenge era Frerard? It's 2004 and My Chem are on tour. It should be a happy time, and yet Gerard finds himself spiralling, caught in a toxic relationship and even more toxic addictions. The only people that can seem to get through to him at all are his bandmates, but that's becoming complicated too, as he's accidentally fallen in love with one of them. Disclaimer/warning - this story deals with alcohol and substance abuse. I don't want to romanticise it at all - if anything, this is about how love doesn't automatically fix these issues.

Frank lives alone in his mum's house, she went travelling a year ago and left him the house. He's rich, a bit of a cunt, but loves his friends and is quite content with his life, if he doesn't overthink it too much. Drugs make it a lot more bearable. Gerard, on the other hand, has just moved into an apartment with his best friend. No matter what's going on in their lives, Frank and Gerard just can't stop themselves thinking about last summer's fling.