Frank Iero liked to prove people wrong, he proved his family wrong by going to college, he proved his professors wrong by finishing it- but he has never been able to prove himself wrong. So when he is offered a job to get him off the streets and out of the gutter he says 'Why not?' but will his closed off attitude cla...
“It would seem,” the Cardinal finished, “that Father Way’s body has disappeared.” There was a silence. Eventually Bob said, “What the fuck?” “Yes,” said the Cardinal. “Quite.”
Gerard's wardrobe isn't your normal 22 year old guy's. And Frank is really, really into that.
"He thinks I have stigmata," Frank said, because what the fucking hell, it couldn't get any worse. He might as well just lay it out. "Oh, well," said Brian into his hands. "Of course." ~ I did not write this story. All credit goes to the author, Bexless on Archive Of Our Own. Link to the original story: http://archive...
Pete and Patrick were still looking expectant, so Mikey said, “So we’re a group of…traveling…personal grooming experts. I guess.” Patrick looked at Gerard. “And their priest.” “We’re very spiritual,” Ray mumbled.
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"Excuse me," The small stranger said as he set the clear glass on the counter, "I asked for a strawberry banana smoothie. And I'm pretty sure strawberry banana isn't bright purple." "I wouldn't know the difference." Gerard said as he continued to refill the hot caramel dispenser. The stranger scoffed rudely. "What's...
Frank has been in love with tagging since he was thirteen, and although some people would call it a crime, Frank thinks its art. After getting in trouble for tagging a man's shop, he makes it his job to annoy this guy as much as possible, but it turns out impossible not to catch feelings. Despite this, Frank doesn't t...
