Frank Iero, 17 years old, gets injuries randomly, out of the blue. He doesn't do them to himself and no one does them to him, that he knows of. He doesn't know why it happens, how it happens, and who or what is doing it to him. After a bad accident he's determined to find out what is happening, but is quite surprised by the source of his wounds.

Based on the I'm Not Okay (I Promise) music video by My Chemical Romance. **Triggers: abuse, suicide, mild bullying // plenty of warning given beforehand** 78, 829 words | 192 pages | 48 chapters | 4 parts

Could I bring myself to love someone that I hurt so much? Is this all just a dream? Can I ever escape this nightmare? Frerard

random book of frerard oneshots ranging from mental illnesses to vampires no smut bc im a pussy, but there's tons of fluff & murder

Basically what the title says. Story will be Gerard's Diary guys. That juicy gossip though haha. The entries will be REALLY short sometimes, like an actual diary! Some of the things that happen actually happened to me, no joke. Anyways, enjoy this lovely story! Warning: This story is very emotional. I was going through alot of things while writing this. I am not to be held responsible if you cry at any point, even if it's cause it's so cute and fluffy. Just a warning.

Gerard Way was put in to a mental hospital two years ago for killing somebody. Frank arrives one day due to suicidal thoughts that have been haunting him for years. They get closer each day and reveal to each other their innermost secrets. Gerard is a sociopath though. Sociopaths' intentions are never good. so·ci·o·path ˈsōsēōˌpaTH/ noun a person with a personality disorder manifesting itself in extreme antisocial attitudes and behavior and a lack of conscience. I finished A Splitting of the Mind and was inspired to make a story about Gee and Frankie in a mental institute. I also dedicate this to my favorite fanfiction author, @potatoyoghurt

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 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.

Great things were always expected of Gerard Way. As the eldest child of the Senior Undersecretary to the Minister of Magic, everyone knew that he would succeed at the Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Now in his seventh and final year at Hogwarts, Gerard isn't sure if he can live up to those expectations. His grades are less than stellar, and he is far from popular. Eager to prove himself, Gerard makes two completely irrational decisions that would shape the rest of his life: 1. He starts a band with his one and only friend Ray Toro. 2. He tosses his name into the Goblet of Fire. However, things are never as they seem at Hogwarts. With all of the drama between his fellow students and his growing crush on the Gryffindor Quidditch captain Frank Iero, Gerard will be seriously surprised if he even manages to make it until graduation. A Harry Potter/My Chemical Romance/Frerard fanfic, with some Fall Out Boy, Panic! At The Disco, and others thrown in for good measure. Cover by @BrendonBySleep. Trigger warning: so many references that you'll feel like a photo that's been overexposed.