[Space!AU] [Fantasy] Frank was particularly proud of the bar that his parents had left him as inheritance (the fact that they won it playing cards wasn't important, it was his anyway), and even if Frank wasn't completely human, he was more than happy to manage the bar as a real Earthling would have. But then something changed when Frank found himself staring at a cracked glass; for some reason, he began to think that maybe his life was becoming too monotonous, flat, senseless - and with a whole Universe to discover, just listen to his clients telling stories was not enough anymore: he wanted to live his own story, this time. And the young barman, indeed, would've soon found himself stuck in a war way biger than him, where Gerard Nox way, captain of a space-ship, was fighting for something more than just his own life. __ Frank had always seen the stars as unattainable, distant lights: being nobody's property - or at least, somebody else's property - he would've never thought that one day he woulv have been able to reach and almost touch them. Although he would've never even thought that he would've fallen in love with someone so dangerous the way he did in the end... __ English Translation by @poisonmilkshake

Considering myself an artist - an MCRist, lately - I decided to gather up my drawings and portraits about My Chemical Romance and Gerard Way, because my obsession is taking over every aspect of my life. Which is a good thing, actually; I owe them a lot, because I started believing in myself more. So, uhm... hope you'll enjoy! (There's Frerard content, too) - Instagram & Twitter: @Stray_Ashes

[Pirate!Frerard - English Colony in Jamaica, year 1715] - Frank tried really hard to ignore those words, ignore the picture of Way's hand - more and more clear in his mind -, ignore how he was enjoying everything. "C'mon..." "Shut up," he hissed, but he noticed how much his voice was thick with hesitation right after he had heard it. "C'mon, wouldn't it be exciting? A pirate and a Navy soldier... an immoral and irresistible attraction..." Frank tried to stop his legs, which had suddenly started trembling. It had already happened before; it was caused by cold or, sometimes, by fear. But the sensation that was now shaking every fiber of his body was utterly unknown. It fogged his mind and his sight, it gave him the impression of being fragile as a blade of grass, it speeded up his heartbeat like he was sick, it made him flushed with frustration. He hated and loved that sensation at the same time, exactly how he hated that pirate's gut, but in that moment he just craved to cancel the distance between the two of them. "I'm here, boy" he kept wheezing. "I'm yours if you want me. There is nobody except us, no one will ever know..." ________________________________ Every right goes to HeartBreath (Vin), we are just a team of Italian killjoys who collaborated to translate this wonderful work in English.