Fuck the paparazzi. Ferard/frerard

After an attack that nearly ends his life Gerard is saved by a scientist that leaves him not all human. He continues his life and becomes the ringmaster of a circus, where young mechanic Frank first meets him. Set in a steampunk universe, this story contains a lot of explicit sex and some violence. ***NOT mine. All credit go to @XxlovefrankieroxX on Ficwad. They're also on AO3 under @Hangmans_Radio.

Frank goes to his mom's co-workers(Donna Way) house for dinner and a sleepover. Why? Simple because his mom forced him to because Donna has a son Frank's age. But does she know that Donna has another son? One who has the taste for blood. Human blood.What will happen when frank runs into said son. Trigger warnings: Almost every form of abuse, possibly self harm, r-word, SA, mentions of "deleting one's self" and gore

instagram au inspired by @thisisryanross gee posts aesthetics frank posts nature at night -

Frank Iero is a smiling face, but very shy. Mr. Way is caring and hoping to get Frank out of his shell. It might take an unexpected turn if Frank falls for his teacher, but who knows what Mr. Way wants.

Every single one of Frank's exes only wanted him for his money. After his last breakup he swore off dating completely, deciding instead to have more promiscuous, non-commital relationships. The classy sex club Inferno was his favorite, especially after he meets G, a red-haired stripper with a fine ass and a tongue like silver. When their meet-ups become more and more about genuine companionship and less about sex, the tables turn on the both of them, changing their lives completely. *rated mature for strong language, abuse (verbal/physical), sexual content (innuendos, legit sex, kinks), drug/alcohol use/abuse, & other explicit content* **somewhat inspired by the song Poison by Groove Coverage**

Frank and Gerard were high school sweethearts. Their London private school was the beginning of everything, a relationship so close and intimate but mostly pretty easy. But four years on the lovestruck boys, now adults are learning that life isn't as easy as high school. The rough world of work in London and the anxieties of modern society finally tear things apart. However fate hasn't finished with them yet, years on, life throws them together one more time for one last try.

Frank Iero meets a man in a bar one night when he's drinking as a minor. Gets a ride home, and then the next few days, he finds out this mysterious man turns out to be someone he has to learn from, five days a week.

We never get the whole story, we only get fragments, tiny pieces of the bigger picture. It's hard to tell truth from lies, when you don't have answers, but that what's Frank searching for The truth. But it just happens this time the truth lies in the strange art teacher. Somebody that Frank doesn't know whether to trust, or stay away from.

Frank is an angsty asshole, at least that's what he lets on to be, When Gerard becomes his roommate he can't tell if he's happy or not. Don't speak. Don't touch my stuff. Without permission of course. Those were some of Franks rules for the quiet little redhead with the cute butt that just wants to write gay fanfiction. You can probably guess they get attached, but how? And what's next? The simple answer is to start reading and you may wanna give it a chance because if you don't like one persons writing style, you might like the others. This story is written by two people if you didn't guess, R- gerard T- frank Separate accounts available in a future A/N. Enjoy