Ölülerle konuşabilen Frank Iero'nun dikkatini yaşadığı yerdeki avcılar çeker ama hiçbir şey planladıkları gibi gitmez. Çözmeye çalıştıkları cinayetlerin içine çekilen bu ekip kurtulabilecek midir?

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's expensive car breaks down while he's visiting home, and a hot mechanic comes to save the day or the one where Gerard is a mechanic and he's all covered in grease

After going to court for a DUI, Frank joins the local AA group, led by Father Gerard.

"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." ~ I did not write this story. All credit goes to the author, Bexless on Archive Of Our Own. Link to the original story: http://archiveofourown.org/series/9795

"Stigmatam* olduğunu düşünüyor." dedi Frank, çünkü amına koyayım, bundan daha kötü olamazdı -bunu da sesli bir şekilde diyebilirdi- "Ah, şey." dedi Brian ellerine doğru "Elbette." *: Bir hristiyan inanışına göre; bazı insanların, İsa'nın çarmıha gerilirken edindiği yaraları, ellerinde ve ayaklarında taşıması. (My chem fandomunun efsanesi Unholyverse'ün yazarı Bexless'a teşekkürler)

A collection of Frerard one shots. Mostly from Deviantart/ AO3. Enjoy!

❝You're beautiful, you know?❞ xoG Frank knew he had gained weight. He didn't need his students nor fellow colleagues to give him shit about it though. ❝I hope you know, because you are.❞ xoG It wasn't something he could 'fix' with by snapping his fingers. And maybe he didn't want to 'fix' it either. ❝Show me how beautiful you are.❞ xoG That's at least what 'xoG' makes him feel about himself every time he found the small yet cute and meaningful notes on his office desk. ❝People should learn to appreciate the beautiful things in their lives.❞ xoG But he still can't shake off that edgy feeling every time he reads the small notes. The edgy feeling that it's a student sending them. ❝I learned to appreciate beauty when I saw you.❞ xoG Even though Frank practically knows, he can't help the fluttering feeling to develop inside him. Cover credit to @tragician_child

Gerard Way has killed countless people without much of a choice, he leads a life burdened with emptiness and dread until he is hired to kill Frank Iero, a boy drenched in sadness. But when Gerard finds that killing this boy is a mysteriously impossible task for him, what is to come of the pair?

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