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*ON HOLD* Come Angels Of Unknown by thatgothic_punk
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ON HOLD FOR FORESEEABLE FUTURE Vampire Frerard AU (vampire!gerard) Frank's town is one of the many in the world to be home to the blood-sucking creatures that interest him so much. As a result of their hobby to drink people's blood, the vampires are to stay out of the towns until sunset, the curfew of all humans. But what happens when a certain vampire breaks the rules over and over again?
He's An Amewiccan Beauty (Frerard) [READ DESC.] by frnkier-o
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alright so before you call me a stealer i am NOT @PotatoYoghurt gave me this fic bc there was this whole poll thing and ya so basically i am continuing it get rdy kids
Wintertime (Frerard, Sequel to Summertime) by babyspiders
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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)