There was silence again. Frank flicked his cigarette nub to the ground and stomped on it with his worn out converse "anything else you want to say before you piss off and let me ditch class in peace?" He asked him crossing his arms Gerard sighed "no, Mr. Iero, not yet. You can only ignore me for so long though you kn...
°•. a collection of frerard oneshots; mostly smut, but you'll get your fill of fluff, as well. please feel free to skip the jalex and kellic at the very beginning. enjoi xoxo-- ps. you are most definitely a beautiful human being! please read these if you are happy, sad, or any other funny feeling .•°
They were murdered, they were attacked and now they're dead. That's all Frank knows about his parents - gone before he'd even had chance to miss them, and it was fucking with his head. The police reckoned that moving away, to rural New Jersey with his grandparents would help him cope with the loss, but even Frank knew...
"You can run away with me, anytime you want." I want to get away. Away from the abuse at home, at school hell, but we're not friends. I could never be friends with Gerard Way. He's just some guy that fate seems to drive me towards. His brother may be even more of asshole than him, making my school life living hell and...
Frerard. Highschool but as I'm English I based it in England because I'm too lazy to learn about American school systems. Depression and self harm in this fic, sorry. Oh and homo-sexual stuffs. Oh and I swear. Oh and anyone who reads this should probably be like sixteen at least...
Frank and Gerard have been through a lot. It's not until they meet when everything goes downhill. Nothing seems to be going right. At least they're just as messed up as each other. A Frerard and a bit of Rikey fanfic.
Gerard Way has visions of Hell and predicted his grandmother's cancer three months before the doctors. Frank Iero was born in a church pew and doesn't fully understand how to be alone in his own head. They fall together, into a type of love that tastes like honey and buzzes like locust wings.
One year after the split of rock band, My Chemical Romance. Gerard tries to make amends, but he will soon realise that some scars just can't heal.
Frank Iero has just started work at Glenside Mental Institute, New Jersey. All seems easy enough, until he's assigned to the new patient, Gerard Way. [only read if you canstand chapters shorter than frank himself]
Addicted to drugs and alcohol, Gerard is finding it hard to survive. After one attempt at taking his own life, Frank decides it's time to step in. [first fic. nostalgia everywhere]
Frerard. Self-destructive love. One is a screw-up, and one is far beyond it. Can they survive?
Description: Frank goes to babysit Mikey one night. What he doesnt realise is that Mikey has a brother too. A hot older one at that... Frerard
~A Frerard FanFic~ Gee: All he do is drink, do drugs, cheat and abuse me.. i dont know what to do anymore. But I don't ever want to leave him. Even though he left scars that will never go away.. I still love him. Even though he had pushed me away, I'll still love him.. And whenever he got home with the smell of sex th...
Highschool sucks. Especially for the freshman Frank Iero and senior Gerard Way. On the first day of the school year, the boys go to their new classes and meet their teachers. When they meet, they instantly become friends. They hang out after school and Gerard is surprised about some of the things Frank does. But will...
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...
Frank Iero: hated by the school, he is the main target of all the school bullies. Enter Gerard Way: the new kid, and a recipe for an instant outcast. After meeting in a rather dire situation, Frank is hostile, but a friendship soon blooms. If it could be considered friendship.
It's been a long night of trick-or-treating and Frankie's getting frisky ;) Basically I felt that there weren't enough Halloween Frerard smut stories so here's one where Frank is dressed as a vampire and Gerard is a sexy ass priest. Enjoy ;)
*frerard* Franks the new student again and he meets Gerard. Gerard is a complete sadistic bastard. But is he hiding something.
Frank Iero is a mess-plain and simple. He isn't living, just surviving, and even though no seventeen-year-old should feel this way, he can't seem to snap out of it. Frank knows his life is going nowhere, so he wastes his nights away at the local bar, drowning his problems in a drink and hooking up with anyone who lo...
These are 25 of my favourite Frerard fanfictions (in no particular order) that I think everyone should read (whether you ship it or not). All of the writing styles are pretty different, but they're all unique and amazing in their own way. Enjoy :) ---CURRENTLY EDITING AND ADDING SUMMARIES AND SUCH SO IF YOU WERE WOND...
Gerard thought that committing suicide would finally end it: no more pain, no more sorrow-nothing. The last thing he expected was to wake up in Hell, reborn as a demon under Lucifer's control. He is planning on ending himself-for good this time-when he runs into an angel named Frank. Even though it is forbidden, he ca...
Après une tentative de suicide ratée, Frank Iero est placé en coma artificiel pour prévenir toute nouvelles tentatives. Pendant qu'il dort, quelqu'un, qu'il croit être un ange, lui rend visite et lui chante des chansons. Quand Frank finit par se réveiller, cela devient une obsession pour lui de découvrir à qui apparti...
"I have something to tell you frankieeeee" "Frankieeee, hello are you still in there?" "Frank, don't ignore me you 'lil piece of shit" "Frankkkkk c'mon talk to me" "Dammit gerard, wtf do u want?" "I love you :* <3 "
|DISCONTINUED| Working at a comic book store was supposed to be easy. So what the hell was this little punk doing here making things so much harder?
Frank Iero was bored and tired of his life. Nothing made sense to him. He was trying to find out the meaning of life, in vain. The seventeen years old got to the point where he was wondering why he was getting up in the morning. None of this made sense and everything seemed pointless. He had no purpose in life a...
