Frank Iero reckons there are a hell of a lot of people he'd do away with in a school shooting. He has a vivid imagination and what he finds to be a pretty reasonable vendetta. But when his plans are put into action, he finds himself in possession of a hostage; a boy called Gerard Way. In the aftermath of the crime, Ge...
~>Sequel to Give Him Hell, Kid<~ Frank Iero couldn't have wished for more when he became the prince of darkness- The King of Hell's right-hand man. They are inseparable. However, the twelve years that have passed by so quickly for the living, was equal to just twelve days spent in the fiery underworld. After being su...
In which you and Tyler have a conversation everyday, but he's the only one talking. {all respect to jenna because jenna is amazing and she and tyler are goals} {{it's just fiction}} {{{trigger warning: mentions of abuse, depression, and suicide}}}
Durante le varie performance live di I'm Not Okay, Frank dice "trust me" la maggior parte delle volte in modi diversi. E bene, ho guardato tutti i video live di I'm Not Okay, e elencherò, in questa raccolta, tutti i trust me diversi di Frank.
As the son of Satan, Gerard believed that his life had many perks. Until... As a punishment for his usual uncooperative ways, his father sends him to live on earth- to live out his sentence as a high school student. Much to Gerard's distaste. ~>•<~ Frank is your every...
[Frerard AU] Frank loves ice cream more than anything and one day he meets someone who is just as sweet as ice cream tastes. [Trigger warnings: BDD, Eating disorders]
"I believe you've grown tired with life Gerard. Please, let me show you some fun, let me show you what it's like to be alive again. I promise, you will not be disappointed." Gerard meets an amazing man that takes his breath away and brings back his fire for life, with a night to remember. But there just might be more...
Belleville's a usually quiet town, so quiet it's almost sketchy. Frank Iero has lived his eighteen years in the quiet and sketchy town of Belleville with nothing but stories to tell. Some of them so outrageous that they must be lies, right? Like the time Brendon Urie ignored Frank and Pete for six months to talk to...
Tutti i tatuaggi di Frank Iero e il loro significato. • • #162 in casuale 2/03/17 © mravelous
In this third and final installment of the "Kik Me Sometime" series, we get to see the life after marriage for Pete and Patrick, as well as, how things have changed and evolved with time.
"Only douche bags wear sunglasses inside." "If I knew what one looked like, I might agree."
"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...
~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...
Gerard Way è il classico ragazzo asociale che si trova in tutte le scuole; hanno quasi paura di lui. Solo un ragazzo è stato così stupido da avvicinarsi a quel "rifiuto" che se lo mangiava con gli occhi. (((Copertina di x_killjoy_idiot_x)))
Frank was just a rebellious, low level demon with eyes set on a higher throne. Nothing will be allowed to keep him from his goal...That is, until a human begins to play graveyard games...A strange boy that begins to change Frank's goals...To make him feel human again... --- THIS WAS MY FIRST FANFICTION ON THIS WEBSITE...
--- ❛❛ Non so perché mi sto facendo questo. Mi sta accadendo e non posso farci nulla, perché - è solo che non mi sembra di essere lucido. Io credo che sia tutto un sogno, un lunghissimo sogno del quale, appena riuscirò a svegliarmi, ricorderò a malapena qualche frammento. ❜❜ [joshelr!au]
Battery City, California, 2019. La BLI, Better Living Industries, ha ormai esteso il proprio potere in quasi tutto il mondo, sopprimendo ogni tipo di libertà d'espressione. La società, inizialmente nata come innocua industria multinazionale, brama adesso al potere assoluto e incondizionato su tutto e tutti. La loro...
hello, fren? quella in cui josh è un po' perso nei suoi pensieri e tyler vuole entrarci un po' a forza. soundtrack: thats the spirit
(N.) An abnormal attraction to and desire to visit cemeteries. Italian Boyxboy, frerard.
When the new kid Tyler Joseph moves to town, He notices a cute skater boy. That skater boy is the one and only, Joshua Dun.
[Sequel to Disgusting] When everything we see is in black and white, there is no place for grey.
The forest, a often scary place to be at midnight right? Not for Ivy, for her it's a calming place where fear engulfs the empty hole in her chest. Never does she see people in the forest but one night a strange figure appears in the trees, quietly singing a small tune that goes along the lines of "down ------- forest...
Cosa succede se un esemplare diciassettenne di Gerard Way, meglio noto come CiccioGee, si trasferisce in un nuovo paese e incontra un nano spacciatore di erba ed un afro spettinato con la passione per la matematica? Attenzione, altamente demenziale! Ovviamente Frerard.
(this was an april fools joke) phil lester is bullied and broken everyday, he's different - he sees monsters in normal people around him, and kindness and love in the real monster. it all begins when he takes a different route home after school one day and gets lost in the woods at night and meets a beautiful kind of...
64 d.c. Roma imperiale. «Bene, spogliati» ordinò il tribuno. Lo schiavo sgranò gli occhi senza muoversi di un millimetro. «Sei sordo? ho detto "spogliati"» ripetè irritato Gerard. Frank rimase di nuovo fermo, Gerard si avvicinò con passo felpato, afferrò la sua tunica e lo sollevò fino ad eliminare quei centimetri...
70's au "alle sue spalle il rosso e il viola dimenticati dal sole nell'atmosfera e trascinati lentamente via dal crepuscolo gli facevano da cornice. agli occhi del moro sembrava un bellissimo quadro, ma non uno dei Fauves francesi, badate bene, coi loro colori aggressivi e fuori tono, ma anzi, uno delicato e tremenda...
Provava una sorta di liberazione nell'uccidere, una scarica di eccitazione alla vista del sangue, un senso di libertà e potere assoluto. Il sorriso sadico di chi sa di avere tutto in mano e sempre sotto controllo. Gli occhi persi di chi non conosce emozioni di alcun tipo. Le mani prese da un continuo tic nervoso. Poi...
