The tragic story of porcelain boy and the broken angel.

As the year anniversary of Frank's transformation draws closer, their relationship is almost put on the back-burner. An old face, the newborn's urges and family issues cause the pair's relationship to dwindle the flame that is their love. Can Frank and Gerard fight through these troubled times, or will they both succumb to their own impulses...

~>Fully Edited<~ Frank never acknowledged his neighbour. His depression and drinking problem were far too important to him. Whilst drunk and vulnerable, he gets attacked in a deserted alley. What Frank didn't know, was that his neighbour wanted to be closer than he thought. He followed him. He couldn't stop himself. He didn't want to let his lust over Frank to get this out of hand, but he couldn't stop himself. ~>Prequel- Blood<~ ~>Sequel- Urges<~

A bandom, but primarily Frerard, Hogwarts AU! This is in English, so don't let the title fool you!! I mean, who hasn't pictured themselves, or their favorite person/character at Hogwarts at least once? I have not fully read The Cursed Child, so apologies if I leave out any details from that adaptation.

"Only douche bags wear sunglasses inside." "If I knew what one looked like, I might agree."

Frank was just a rebellious, low level demon with eyes set on a higher throne. Nothing will be allowed to keep him from his goal...That is, until a human begins to play graveyard games...A strange boy that begins to change Frank's goals...To make him feel human again... --- THIS WAS MY FIRST FANFICTION ON THIS WEBSITE IN JUNE/JULY OF 2015 WHY IS IT SUDDENLY GETTING SO MUCH ATTENTION I GOTTA FIX IT SO BAD so I am haha help

Addicted to drugs and alcohol, Gerard is finding it hard to survive. After one attempt at taking his own life, Frank decides it's time to step in. [first fic. nostalgia everywhere]

Frerard

Doctor Way is worried for his patient Frank who comes in multiple times with many injuries. Frank is afraid of his boyfriend Luke who causes the injuries.

~AU~ Set in the 1960's~ <Basically this fic is set in an alternate 1960's, where race is not an issue- but sexual orientation is. Just if there's any confusion> Frank Iero, is a struggling musician dealing with the rejection from his family, as well as his recent personal discovery. He meets Gerard Way, a writer under a pseudonym- with a great taste in suits, and a deep secret to tell. He's struggled just as much as Frank, but he's used to bottling it up. The enter into a life-changing situation, one that they know is worth fighting for. One worth dying for...