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Pay Attention, Mr. Iero (Frerard) by sinisteroceans
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Frank Iero is a college freshman who couldn't care any less about his classes or about school at all... that is, until he decides to attend his unwanted art class. It doesn't take him long to grow quite a liking towards the strict, yet playful and flirty teacher, Professor Way. However, the more Frank falls for him, the more problems seem to arise and prevent them from being together. Will Frank succeed in winning his teacher over?
Endlessly, I'll Be Gone (Frerard) by sinisteroceans
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After the death of someone truly important to him, Gerard is left lonely and depressed, wondering whether or not it's worth it to keep living. One day however, Gerard meets Frank, who happens to fall out of a tree while Gerard is walking to school and nearly crushes him. The two get along quite well, even though their personalities are practically exact opposites. As time passes by, Frank begins to learn more about Gerard and what he's going through, but will he be able to save him in time? *Warning: Contains mentions of suicide*
Stockholm Syndrome (Frerard) by sinisteroceans
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The day Frank discovers Gerard is moving to the other side of the Earth and leaving him behind, something changes inside of him. His anger problems and secret attraction towards Gerard make him slowly go insane, to the point where he kidnaps Gerard to keep him all to himself. Will Gerard find a way to escape his psychopathic best friend, or will he develop the same feelings towards him?
Bloodstained Bathtubs and an Absence of Death (Frerard) by sinisteroceans
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"Frank Iero. A younger man with a dazzling appearance; pale skin coated in tattoos, stunning hazel eyes, a stupid, overly-excited smile that was almost always plastered across his face... I couldn't wait to smear his blood all over the walls". Gerard Way is a murderer, and Frank Iero is his next victim. The night has finally come for Gerard to kill him. However, some complications arise in the process.
We Can Run, Or We Can Die [Frerard] by therevengeparade
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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 other by dead-town states and not even aware of each other's existence, it's far from being over. It's not about saving the world. It's about saving themselves. ----------------------------------
Antichrist (Frerard) by babyspiders
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They were murdered, they were attacked and now they're dead. That's all Frank knows about his parents - gone before he'd even had chance to miss them, and it was fucking with his head. The police reckoned that moving away, to rural New Jersey with his grandparents would help him cope with the loss, but even Frank knew that they couldn't be more than wrong, because despite the dull sleepy atmosphere of the town, there was something unidentifiable yet impossibly unnerving about the place, and really, perhaps was safer in his parents home than he ever was here. And there's something physically wrong too - a figure that lurks in the smoke, fog, and shadows - a silhouette the deepest black he'd ever seen, the kind that brought an unsettling feeling to Frank's stomach, and really Frank's wasn't one to be overly twitchy about things like this, but from the moment he first met him, he could never shake the feeling that the figure was always following him. And perhaps, he was. (Vampire!Gerard)