Es el año 2011 y la vida de Frank Iero es bastante normal hasta la noche en que empezó a soñar con una California extraña y apocalíptica donde habían pistolas de rayos, corporaciones grises y terroristas que usan el arte y el color como armas. Interesante y divertido al principio, pero cuanto más sueña con este mundo...
Some were born with a mouth like red velvet and the tongue of a blunt poet. Others weaved a symphony together in their veins through flesh and blood. "Love itself shall slumber on." In which Gerard is a retired ballet dancer adorned in red and Frank smears ruby colored lipstick onto the ebony and ivory keys of a piano...
A Frank le molesta todo el mundo, a Gerard le encanta estar bien con todo el mundo. Frank le tira un libro en la cabeza y se conocen. Frank no es tan malo, Gerard lo sabe. Frank lo odia, Gerard lo ama. Frank lo ama. Gerard lo odia. Gerard quiere construirlo, Frank quiere destruirlo. "Una verdadera historia de romance...
Donde Frank está enamorado de un artista, pero hay un problema... Su mejor amiga también está enamorada de ese artista.
Gerard Way es un chico de dieciocho años que está profundamente enamorado del vocalista de su banda favorita.
Gerard es un adulto de treinta y ocho años que siente que su vida es un completo despropósito y sólo le gustaría poder regresar en el tiempo para corregir su mayor error, su máximo arrepentimiento: No haber podido salvar a Frank Iero.
frank seems to have a small crush on his regular customer. completed ; 9 november 2016 [ask permission to repost elsewhere. do not plagiarize. if u see someone plagiarizing this work, pls let me know!]
The unholy union of a high school AU and a ghost story. Gerard's life takes a strange turn when his family moves to a small town in Vermont and he discovers the locals aren't all what they seem to be. Also includes: unexpected nature walks, murder, pining, improper treatment of crime scenes, a number of bone-related p...
Frank was the new kid, the new American kid, in a British boarding school and that wasn't the hardest part. Frank wished that was the hardest part. Being the new kid was easy, but being assigned to the room of the most infamous boy in the school - who would hate you purely for existing - is a lot harder. British Priva...
El chico con estilo "rudo" tenía un secreto demasiado "vergonzoso"y bueno...todos sabemos que lo secretos no se pueden esconder para siempre.
Gerard es un chico optimista, amigable y alegre. Frank es lo contrario. Ambos llegan a un acuerdo porque Frank necesita tutorías de química, pero no creían que al final iban a coincidir tanto. Son polos opuestos, ¿Qué es lo peor que podría pasar?
One gun. One night. One man. One blow to the back of his head. Frank Iero's life is about to change in ways he never thought possible.
"Gerard, what's going on? Gerard, please. Gerard, I need you. Gerard, stop this. I can't do this without you. What's happening? Please. Just listen to me." -------------------------------------------------------------------------- [Warning: may be triggering for some individuals]
"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://archive...
"He who makes a beast of himself gets rid of the pain of being a man." When notorious pirate (and total asshole) Gerard Way snatches young, innocent Frank Iero from his tidy, planned-out life and deposits him on the infamous pirate ship, The Black Freighter, he is immersed in a world of deception, violence and sin. T...
Final book in the unholyverse Series :) [ I did not write this story and do not claim to. All the right to this story go to bexless. I am simply publishing it here because it does not appear to be on wattpad and more people need to know about this amazing series.]
«All that we see or seem is but a dream within a dream» Gerard Way tuvo un sueño. Y la noche siguiente tuvo el mismo sueño. Y la noche siguiente comenzó a descubrir que cuando el tiempo paraba en este mundo, comenzaba a correr en ése mundo.
- Acabo de atropellar a un ángel... - sin poder evitarlo soltó una carcajada - Me iré al infierno en cuanto Dios sepa que atropelle al mas bello de sus ángeles... Frerard *[No se permiten adaptaciones]*
"It would seem," the Cardinal finished, "that Father Way's body has disappeared." There was a silence. Eventually Bob said, "What the fuck?" "Yes," said the Cardinal. "Quite." Also includes the " little domesticy post-trilogy snip :)" [ I did not write this story and do not claim to. All the right to this story go t...
Gerard probablemente era el único chico feliz de haber sufrido una casi sobredosis. Y Frank era también, probablemente, el único al que se le ocurriría flirtear en medio de una farmacia con un chico moribundo.
Después de su repentina muerte, Gerard cree que su espíritu está condenado a vagar en soledad hasta que un muchacho le dirige la palabra. A él. A un fantasma.
~BEING REWRITTEN: EDITED UP TO CHAPTER 9~ The boy hadn't even seen Gerard coming towards him until Gerard stepped on a fallen branch, making a 'crunch' sound. Gerard screamed a silent 'fuck' in his head as the boy's tear streaked face snapped up, locking eyes with Gerard's. His intense hazel eyes held so many emotions...
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...
Gerard has been running away for as long as he can remember: away from the hunters, away from his past, and away from himself most of all. Besides his brother and Ray, he has been alone for time untold. But his constant dreams refuse to be left in the dust, and it is reaching the point where Gerard is convinced he is...
"There was something so awfully strange about him that I don't think I could put it into words if I tried. He was so distant, so out of touch with the world around him. He could stare at something, and stare for hours, but never really see it. It was like he wasn't living in the same world as me. If I saw something so...
''Tienes un rostro bonito. Pero si el mundo fuese ciego, ¿a cuántos impresionarías?'' En un mundo donde no existe el sentido de la visión, los sentimientos predominan. Pero, ¿qué pasa si el don de la vista le es otorgado a un hombre en particular? Frank Iero conoció a Gerard Way y se enamoró. -Portada hecha por la tal...
It's like a band ship school. Comment any ships you want and I'll include them in the story line. This is basically a music high school. Will include artists of various types. But the main focus is The trio Band Ships. **WARNING** Includes cheesy song references.
