"i did all that stupid shit to make you smile."

"There's a reason we are white and pure, and they are black and dirty. There's a reason they stain our skin. That we are shamed if others see those stains. They're bad people, Frank. They're disgusting."

I wasn't signed up for this,,,

|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?

Gerard draws dicks for a living. Frank takes them. Gerard Way moves into a new apartment in a dodgy complex where he's bound to get beaten to a pulp after his old place is set on fire by those damned 'youths', and by a certain turn of events, his neighbour, the equally provocative, yet entirely in a different way, Frank Iero, ends up in his bed, and then, everything just really goes to shit.

Frank and Gerard were convinced that their love could overcome anything, including Frank's abusive father, not to mention Gerard's own deep seated insecurities, but something even worse is waiting to tear them apart. ~~~ This is the rewritten version of So Little Time-my first Frerard fanfic. *trigger warning for terminal illness, self-harm, suicidal thoughts and actions, and character death* Completed Playlist: https://player.spotify.com/user/zookrates/playlist/68sn9imElSq3JPEQr6qKgz

In which Gerard is an awkward fuck who likes women's clothing more than he probably should and Frankie is the drag queen who has stolen Gerard's heart. There is only one problem-Frankie doesn't know Gerard exists, and Gerard isn't doing anything to correct that unfortunate oversight, no matter how badly he wants to. ~~~ Drag Queen AU Completed

If you couldn't distinguish reality from dream anymore, you would go mad too. -- Gerard has flashes of another life he thinks he is living in parallel to his real one, but which one is the real and which one is just a dream ? And is it really worth living the ' real' life when the dream one seems better? Because of a certain gay tattooed midget. Angst. Trigger warning on one chapter only. Finished

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 that they couldn't be more than wrong, because despite the dull sleepy atmosphere of the town, there was something unidentifiable yet impossibly unnerving about the place, and really, perhaps was safer in his parents home than he ever was here. And there's something physically wrong too - a figure that lurks in the smoke, fog, and shadows - a silhouette the deepest black he'd ever seen, the kind that brought an unsettling feeling to Frank's stomach, and really Frank's wasn't one to be overly twitchy about things like this, but from the moment he first met him, he could never shake the feeling that the figure was always following him. And perhaps, he was. (Vampire!Gerard)