For as long as Gerard has known Frank Iero they had always worn dresses, collected stuffed animal, and had pink walls in their bedroom. Gerard loved them since day one. He didn't know what it was that made him so attracted to the kid with an odd fixation for princess movies and punk bands...but he knew he loved them. (little!nonbinary!frank/caregiver!gerard)

Gerard was late, and it was fucking raining. He'd missed the bus and it was fucking raining, and he was totally going to get dropped from the play if he was late again and he was so fucking screwed, but honestly Gerard wasn't all that keen on it when he'd heard the only main part he'd managed to get in this damn theatre group was of a fucking crossdresser. For someone who was supposed to be in the closet, he was doing an awfully bad job of it. Frank Iero was Gerard's favourite punk ass skater dickhead, that he was currently working on eternally denying to himself the crush he had on Frank, which totally didn't exist of course, but Frank was really cute, and Gerard was really stupid; stupid enough to think that he could totally pull off pretending to be a girl in order for heterosexual Frank Iero to fall for him. Surely, this was truly the worst idea Gerard Way has ever had.

Frank Iero is a mental patient and Gerard Way is a murderer. When Frank escapes the mental institute, he witnesses a brutal murder. "I can't kill you, because I have no reason to kill you," he explains and shoves his hands into his pockets. "Now, you have to come with me." He orders. Stubbornly, I don't move and just stand with my arms crossed in front of me. The killer turns back. "Come with me or maybe I will kill you." His tone drops darkly.

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)

50 Thoughts That Scare Me. What are they? Smut warning: No smut Boy x Boy- Frerard For questions about translation DM me on Wattpad or @bekahgrace99 on Instagram

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 can't resist spending time with him, and before he even realizes what is happening, he has fallen in love with this mysterious angel. Little does he know that their innocent romance is a part of something much greater which could ignite an all-out war between Heaven and Hell. ~~~ *trigger warning for suicidal thoughts and actions, violent scenes, and character deaths* Completed

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 Ryan Ross, right? Like the time when Pete Wentz was so hurt by the fact Brendon and Frank hung out without him that he made his way to Brendon's house, climbed a tree, fell off said tree and almost broke his arm, right? Or the time when Frank and Pete both accidentally unleashed a demon in the Iero household that created catastrophic consequences for all involved, right? Ah, nothing like a good old outrageous story. Right?

Gerard has never actually thought about finding love, he never actually cared for it that's until he met Frank Iero. After Frank having to stay with Gerard and his family, and finding out Frank's gay, Gerard finds himself falling for Frank but happens when Frank has to move away..? -Ferard fan fiction-

Feelings make life worse. I'M SO SORRY IF YOU EVER THOUGHT READING THIS IS A GOOD IDEA LMAO

"What is it that actually cured him, Doctor Iero?" A voice asked, causing my breath to hitch. The question had caught me off guard. Why? Because I didn't fully understand the answer myself. I took a deep breath before replying. "Love." I stated quietly before clearing my throat and repeating myself, louder this time, "Love is what cured him." ******** For years, Gerard has been locked away in Desolation Row, the mental asylum for those beyond crazy-- for good reason too. Gerard's haunted by the demons of his past: forming as voices in his head and hallucinations, which leaves him sometimes confused to what's dream and what's reality. They're both nightmares to him. That is until a new doctor is assigned to him, to hopefully break Gerard from his seemingly incurable trance. The worlds best doctors had tried to battle their ways into Gerards mind, yet to no avail. But still, the new doctors' hazel eyes and therapeutic voice has Gerard intrigued. No one can understand Gerards' new fascination with the man: not even Gerard. Although, Gerards' mind still torments him with the fact that 'Doctor Iero' may be only a figment of his imagination-- a reassurance that his mind could take away just as easily as it was made. Despite this, Gerard feels the urge to grow closer to the man who had miraculously stole the attention of the uncanny mental patient, in the hopes that he can help stop Gerard's tortured mind and his stay at Desolation Row might not be so bad.