Frank was able to write one song about his feelings for Gerard in the Danger Days album. Just one more simple gesture of their long forbidden love before the two disbanded forever. **(yes I am aware that this song was not actually written by Frank or for Frank or anything like that, this is not real, just kind of an...
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
((Basically this is one big messy gay bandom AU, features just about every ship in the emo trinity and a few more)) Frank is the only gay guy he knows, stuck in the rather restricting and conservative world of Catholic school with his two best friends and their Catholic upbringings, where his daily adrenaline hits com...
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 theat...
What happens when the punk boy falls in love with the pastel boy? Inspired by tragician_childs's book guilt tripping
Frank Iero has been picked on everyday in and out of school since he first came in seventh grade. He gets called all the same insults that he did in Maine before he moved. 'Faggot' 'Retard' 'Sinner' it never changes, and neither does he. But.... What if his bully does? !!!!Trigger Warning!!!! Contains self harm and s...
"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...
So I wake myself up at around 4am and I write down stories. Do remember, I don't intentionally write these, this is my fucked up brain when I wake up early. Warning: MIGHT BECOME STUPIDER JUST BY READING THIS
Gerard works from 11 to 8 an Italian restaurant while sketching in the morning and afternoon when he can to sell his work. Frank works at his fathers and uncles Italian restaurant but his papa doesn't know he works as a prostitute from 9- when ever his last customer gets rid of their food Frank isn't blind. He can se...
Hey you. Do you ship frerard? Do you wanna read an amazing frerard fanfic? Then read this book, cause I'll tell you about the funniest, gayest, life-destroying frerard fanfics there are on wattpad, mibba, ao3, and pretty much anywhere.
Gerards und Franks Wege kreuzen sich, als Franks Mutter und Gerards Vater heiraten wollen.
everyday frank iero sends his friend/ex boyfriend gerard a text,calls him an poor frank even goes to the extent to write him physical letters.and gerard knows this.he hears his phone ring and the text sound and the letters do reach they're destination.gerard is perfectly able to communicate back,he just never does. ...
gerard way wrote lyrics all the time.they're meaningless to everyone but not to him.nobody cared about him,he didn't care about them; but they all unexpectedly cared when gerard way disappeared to somewhere unknown,along with a fatal motive,and those 'meaningless' lyrics are the only ones that can lead them to him. ...
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...
Hey Leute, das hier ist meine erste Deutsche Fanfiction (natürlich Frerard haha), hoffe sie gefällt euch! Gerard Way, 38, Lehrer Frank Iero, 17, Schüler
[Wird momentan überarbeitet!] Der 15-jährige Frank zieht mit seiner Familie um und muss deshalb auch auf eine neue, ihm völlig fremde Schule. Er erwartet das Schlimmste, doch dann lernt er Gerard kennen.
,,Franks unergründliche Augen trafen die meinen. Die Gitarre war vergessen und ich hätte sie fallen gelassen, wenn Franks Hände nicht immer noch auf meinen ruhen würden."
