Frank Iero is in his senior year at high school and spends most of his time with the artist Gerard, the fro kid Ray, the energetic troll Pete, the pretentious emo Ryan, the snobby-face Spencer and like so many more that sometimes they just pop in from time to time. He struggles with an unrequited crush on the popular Jamia Nestor (who he has never even said a word to) and his broken family of an alcoholic mom, cheating dad, pothead brother, and weird little sister. After being convinced to sign up for a social media website called ChatterNet, he befriends a girl named April online. April soon consumes most of his time, creating a strong relationship between the two of them and damaging his real world social connections severely. When the possibility of being catfished occurs, Frank needs to get to the bottom of things. Frank Iero's senior year turns out to be full of lies, betrayal, and love. (Aka: wowow what a cliché description lmao)

And they were roommates! Oh my god, they were roommates. Frank has been in love with Gerard for years, but Gerard's never noticed. Instead Gerard tries setting up his roommate with dates, unaware that Frank wants no one but him. He settles with the fact that Gerard will never love him back, so he sets out to forget him. Everyone knows that Frank's in love except for Gerard, but he certainly does notice it when Frank falls for someone else. Story originally written in 2014, and I haven't read or edited it since, so it may not be that good.

Frank Iero never felt like he belonged-not with his so-called friends, not in his broken home, and definitely not in the cold, candle-lit walls of the church his mother forced him into. Rebellious, reckless, and drowning in self-destruction, he doesn't believe in redemption. But Gerard Way does. At 24, he's devoted his life to God, preparing for priesthood while guiding a local youth group. When Frank is pushed into his orbit, neither of them expects the quiet pull between them-one that feels as dangerous as it is inevitable. Faith, sin, and desire blur together in a story about longing, guilt, and the things we aren't supposed to want. WARNINGS: Age gap, religion, smut, drug and alcohol abuse, mental health, homophobia.

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.

"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 I guess things at home are not too great either. And despite how much of an asshole Gerard Way is, he's the only one that seems to make anything better.

In the hostile town of Belleville, New Jersey, a small diner was situated, run by Bob Bryar and somewhat co-owned by the bitter redhead known as Gerard "Gee" Way. It wasn't much, and a bit too busy for a comfortable scene, but it was the exact place a lonely Frank found himself at a useless hour, chatting up the nervous waiter whilst sipping away at a vanilla milkshake that was much too much for him and his small form. • • dangerdays!gerard parade!frank

Gerard Way was just an ordinary high school boy, living with his parents and younger brother, Mikey. He had a girlfriend, dealt with the chaos of puberty, and faced the usual ups and downs of teenage life. Until everything changed. One day, he was kidnapped and found himself trapped in a nightmare, listed as an organ donor for a man he'd never met. That man was Frank Iero. A multimillionaire who built his empire through a secret and brutal business. Kidnapping victims and selling their organs to the highest bidder. He had power, wealth, and everything anyone could dream of... except love. But that changed the moment he met Gerard, one of his own products, and fell hopelessly in love.

Frank is your average punk high schooler who gets himself into a stupid dare in order to fit in and get his bullies off his back, but the shit he got himself into turned out to be a life-changing experience. Read on to see what happens cause I'm obviously shit at descriptions. Warnings: serious case of cringe-attacks at some parts (sorry), smut, strong language, and mild suicidal thoughts around chapter two (nothing too serious, I like to keep my fics happy cause I'm already traumatized enough with gay fics and real life), also a bit of cross-dressing. P.s: Gerard is a supernatural being in this one cause I apparently hate humans and cannot write a fucking normal fic. All the love, HR. xx

Highschool is a living hell. At least that's Gerard's opinion because he can't pass the hallways without being shoved against lockers or called a "fag". God, how Gerard hated this word. In his last year of school, he decides to take a risk and starts a school project in which he wants to find out why all of his teachers and classmates hate homosexual people so much. For his project "homophobia is gay" he interviews a few people but decides that this won't be enough. What if he could introduce one of them to his world and show them that it's not bad to be gay? And what if this person was Frank Iero, the guy who has a list of girls he slept with right under his mattress at home, and an abhorrence against the red-headed boy? *Warnings*: bad language, homophobia, smut, abuse

Frank's lost his parents when he was sixteen and was now a nineteen year old who had to grow up way too fast. He was still struggling to find a job that didn't leave him struggling for money at the end of each month, not only for his sake but also his eight year old sister, Diana. Gerard was a young famous artist. No one knew anything about him really except that he was an arrogant rich hermit who had no interest in interacting with anyone beyond selling them his paintings.