Frank was an idiot. He accidentally stole a dog. So Frank decides that he would ask his neighbour, Gerard, for help. Although, they've never talked. After befriending him, much to Gerard's annoyance, Frank realizes he really likes him. But a lot of awkward things and stupid choices on Frank's part could really jeopard...
I'll stop when I'm beautiful, Frank Iero says, but that's before he sees something beautiful. Trapped in a center for kids with self esteem issues, he meets a kid named Gerard who may be the answer to his problems.
"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...
Gerard found love in the form of vodka bottles and pill bottles and staying up too late with strangers. Frank found hope in the boy with messy black hair and who smelled like whiskey. And something went right when the two met.
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.
To Frank, it felt like every thing he did needed to be perfect. He needed to be perfect. Everything had an order, and a way to do it, and it needed to stay in that order and be done that way. Everything in his life needed to be the best it possibly could be, he would not, he could not settle for less... He really did...
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 ~!!
Set in a world where MCR never happened. Gerard Way is a comic writer and artist, and tends to spend most of his free time in his favourite coffee shop, listening to his music and sketching out new ideas. One day, a tattooed stranger catches his eye. Disclaimer: This story IS NOT mine (although I did make the v shi...
"God, Gerard," he moaned, "Are you that oblivious?" Frank watched him nod with a shrug. He rolled his eyes and continued nonetheless, "I really like you. I just wanna be fucking normal!" He huffed rubbing his eyes, "I wanna do stuff that I would do if we were normal. Like fucking romance shit. Like holding hands on th...
"And what I felt was more than thumping. I felt his love for me. and I think he loves me with his soul too." .*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*. •Warning: Triggers • Drug Use • Soft Sexual Content • .*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.
A few kisses there, a few touches there - it means nothing. They bonded over common interests - pizza and weed - and after that, they kinda spent any time they had together. (((Trigger Warning - Abuse, Strong language))) (((also drugs???)))
Frank Iero originally had some brotastic friends, all of whom were concerned about his masturbation habits. Or lack thereof. And the real truth? He would rather find someone like him to love than watch others go at it and touch himself while he did so. And he found him. But he came at a cost. A cost that could possibl...
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So um yeah, I originally started uploading this on the mcr fanfic site but someone requested I posted it here. So yeah, it is my work I didn't steal it or anything xD Tw // drugs and alcohol GEBERT/FRERARD ~ LOVE TRIANGLE ~ SMUT ~ Gerard and Bert have it all, their lives are a whirlwind of fun. Frank is a hardworking...
WARNING: This fiction contains both triggering and explicit content. DO NOT READ if you are sensitive to any of the following: Suicidal Thoughts/Actions Sexual/Graphic Activity Eating Disorders Abusive Behaviors/Relationships LGBTQ+ Slurs Profanity Drugs/Narcotics Reader discretion is recommended for anyone under 18...
Before he could move even a muscle towards the direction of the exit, out came the man in the stall, all teary, red-rimmed hazel eyes and snot halfheartedly wiped on the sleeve of a black hoodie, and God was he beautiful. His skin was a silky, blemish-less alabaster, and dark hair well on it's way to dreadlocking fram...
When Frank breaks his local church's window, he finds himself in-debited to the new presiding pastor. As the two become closer, both men have to face up to faith, love, desire, and the consequences of breaking the rules.
Frank has done some bad things in his life. Some really bad things. But Gerard, his new cellmate....yeah, he's done worse. Much worse. Frank doesn't know this, though, when they meet- all he sees is a ragged, dark man with dark hair and dark eyes and a bright, golden cross around his neck. And all he knows is that Ger...
Frank is just an ordinary person, with an ordinary job, when one day everything changes. A flaming metal object falls from the sky, crashes right in his backyard, and what was inside it would change his life forever. Chapters: 33/33. Complete. FAQ at the end covers all 3 installations of the fic. Prologue and Epilogu...
