(This fic is old and a little cringe, beware) Artists, deep down, hope to find a sign that their creations will leave a mark on the world. Gerard Way, 25 and restless, is one among many, but his deep love for the sea may be ensnared by the embodiment of the ocean's beauty itself when he finds a stranger washed up on t...
Frank Iero wasn't like most other teenage boys, Gerard found that out rather quickly. Frank was born with a curse that he's tried his hardest to get rid of, a curse that only caused death and destruction and he had to try his best to hide it.
Frank is 27. He's fed up with life. He just wants it all to end. He's tired of the harassment, tired of the job he works, tired of the memories of his mother's abuse, tired of his shitty trailer. He's tired with himself. So he takes his late father's Colt Python, loads it, and pulls the trigger. Only nothing happens...
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...
( frerard au ) it was never meant to work out, and it didn't. but that didn't mean that neither wasn't going to try and make it. [ rewritten sequel to rumors; please read that book first. everything will make much more sense ] ♡ started | 2.6.18 ♡ © LETYOUln 2k19
( frerard au ) people talk. it's always downhill from there. THIS WAS A JOKE PLEWSE STOP READING THIS LFMFO
Frank can't handle talking to people without being struck with a panic attack. The only people he can talk to are his best friend, Mikey Way, and his mom. Ever since Frank was young, he's had a crush on Mikey's brother, Gerard, but his anxiety has kept him from ever doing anything about it. It seems, though, that he w...
Highest Ranking #1 in Short Story... A collection of murder, theft, and other riddles. After reading these, you'll be able to say; it was Prof. Plum in the living room with the lead pipe. Do not try these at home! I have not made these up myself, I have just described it a bit more, and given a few details, yet the...
❝ unknown number: when are you taking the tape off of your webcam? unknown number: i miss ur face :-( "what the fuck?" ❞ ©prettyiero all rights reserved. a frerard fanfiction.
DISCONTINUED "You have no idea what I did because of you-" "I made the right decision, Gerard." "I've killed people because of you!"
Gerard Way is the school's Norman Bates. He's freaky, he acts like he's constantly anticipating something, and he does taxidermy. People fear him, and quite honestly, he gets off on it. There are so many bad rumors circulating about him that even he isn't sure which ones are true. Meanwhile, Frank Iero has a reputat...
Frank has done some bad things in his life. Some really bad things. But Gerard, his new cellmate....yeah, he's done worse. Much worse. Frank doesn't know this, though, when they meet- all he sees is a ragged, dark man with dark hair and dark eyes and a bright, golden cross around his neck. And all he knows is that Ger...
HIGHEST RANKING WAS #1 IN FERARD "I've seen you at school... you have autism, right?" Ha. Maybe I am. Maybe I'm not. Maybe I'm the kid with autism or maybe I'm that kid that got sent to rehab, did drugs, or had sex at the age of 13. But I'm only one of those. "Frank, right?" I did a stiff nod, slowly looked over at...
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...
Gerard Way is a virgin. A pathetic, gay, red-haired little virgin. But he was okay with that. People in school avoided him, hell, they didn't even know who he was, and that was how it was. Until a good 'friend' of Gerard's started a rumor. A rumor that was bound to destroy everything Gerard had come to know, and even...
Gerard way and Frank Iero have always passed each other in the hallway but never spoke a word to one another. They are both alike in many ways. Both loners who feel like they don't quite belong. Frank mostly spends his days depressed and alone. The occasional hurtful remarks from his fellow classmates and father weari...
"You see Frank, the void and me... ...we're old friends."
