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Perfection. by joshlerTrash_
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Tyler loves to look pretty, and is not ashamed. Josh has never questioned his sexuality, that is until the most beautiful person has ever seen just happens to be a boy.
Saved  -{ FRERARD }- **SEQUEL to ABANDONED** by SAMOtheLameO
SAMOtheLameO
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Gerard graduates High School and moves out of his mother's house. He's applied to an Art College and got in. Just when everything seems to be looking up for him, everything seems to be slipping away from Frank. -{ cover made by: @VeryPunktual }- -*it's called fan FICTION. Therefore, anything can happen. Please don't question my work*-
Glassy ⇝ Frerard | Incomplete, vvv slow updates by crushingonsana
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The misadventures of a confused Gerard and the boy he'S TOTALLY NOT IN LOVE WITH ꙰ ꙰ ꙰ ꙰ ꙰ AN attempt at humour, but filled with that juicy angst, pining and self depreciation ~!!
My Injuries, Your Injuries (Completed) by xoCrashFire
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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 by the source of his wounds.
First glance, second thought (Frerard drabble) by sacrebIeu
sacrebIeu
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Frank and Gerard weren't dating. They were just friends who held hands and said 'I love you' and fell asleep curled around each other in ridiculous blanket-forts in Gerard's basement sometimes. Besides, nobody questioned Frank and Gerard's mutual, sort-of-in-love-ness. And nobody needed to. It was just who they were.