"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."
This is a Frerard fan fiction. I warn you now, it will have sex. Enjoy.
It's 2018 and people think that the apocalypse has ended. Where cities, homes, businesses and humble towns once stood, now there lies only death, only destruction, only emptiness. Only the moans and the shuffles of the living dead. But in reality, it's only just begun. And for two lonely boys, once separated from each...
Gerard's last year of high school should be revolving round Rule No.1, but will a short, greasy, emo boy change that? (Short frerard fluff)
Gerard lives in black and white. He's fine with it. But when he meets Frank, everything changes.
When a new guy (Frank Iero) starts at boarding school, he meets many new people including his roommate (Gerard Way) they have a rough start and go through many challenging twists and turns. Frank thinks he might have developed feelings for the artistic heart throb, but will his roomie feel the same?
Just a big book full of one shots that I come up with. There is no set update day. Just when I think of an idea and write it. They may be days apart, weeks, I don't know, but I'll try to think of as many as I can without making them similar to many things you may have read. Sorry if some aren't good, but I'm trying...
(Crimelord!Frank and Little!Gerard) Gerard was shaking. He couldn't see anything. He was blindfolded and kneeling naked with his wrists cuffed behind his back. He had some kind of bandana tied around his mouth so he couldn't talk. He could hear faint talking and knew it was starting. He had hoped they would walk past...
Frank iero: powerful, criminal mastermind, leader of one of the biggest drug/theft organizations worldwide. 26 years old. Deadly. Gerard Way: Incredibly shy florist owner, relatively well known Artist in his community. Diagnosed with anxiety and paranoia at age 16. 20 years old. As harmful as a petal. Power, corru...
"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...
Frank has been in the hospital for a year now with no where else to go. He hasn't spoken a word since his last admission. Now, a new mystery person volunteers at the hospital and gets Frank to at least write to him for hours on end. Can this mystery person take him from the hospital bed or will Frank stay there fo...
A Frerard fanfic. (GOING TO RE EDIT BECAUSE MY WRITING WAS AWFUL 5 YEARS AGO AND MAY ADD MORE) Frank is the new kid at school. He gets bullied on his first day and Gerard comes to his rescue. Was it love at first sight? Did it last? Later on when his gramps dies of unrecognized cancer will Frank start his addictions a...
One shots that I thought of. I'll update this as I'm bored. c: enjoy <3
This is a book of frerard one shots. There is fluff, smut and depressive stuff. What more can I say?
Frank is twenty eight: he's mentally stable for the most part, and well nobody has to know about pills he takes twice a day, do they? He's normal now, he's a person now, he's a fucking adult with an office job and he fucking hates it and that's fine, because he got out of the mental hospital three years ago, and these...
When Frank Iero, an eighteen year old with a troubled home life, takes a job at a run down record store he meets 22 year old Gerard. Soon he finds his whole world turned upside down.
Some of these aren't completed and some of them have just been started but these are some of the best Frerard fanfics I've ever read (not in order)
Frank Iero is a lost soul wondering around for answers. One day he met someone who was able to see him like no one can. Will he be able to solve his answers?
This will be my attempt at anything Frerard related, mostly fluff, maybe smut. Stuff like that. Woohoo!
It's the lake in November, and the move closer to the ocean, and Gerard's fixation, and Gerard's compulsions like tidal waves dragging him down, and Mikey's more distant than ever: like they're drifting out into the middle of the ocean, whereas Gerard's just stuck there: water turning to quicksand around him, drowning...
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, Fra...
