NOT MINE!!! I don't own this story; all credit goes to the original author SoloChaos on ao3 Trigger warning: suicide/sexual abuse/mature content Make sure you have some tissues....

A collection of Frerard oneshots! Mostly fluff, just a bunch of random AU stories. I hope you like them because most of these are written during times of procrastination of schoolwork! *Cover drawing isn't mine, but the editing of it is. *As always, no disrespect to these band members, this is all fiction <3

"Gerard Way, Pleased to meet you", He says to every one of his victims before he cruelly murders them in his "House of Horror".

Frank Iero is a typical loner. The oddball of school who wears skeleton gloves everyday and tons of band shirts. He has two friends, Bob Bryar and Ray Toro. Him and his classmates don't get along. They happen to use Frank as their punching bag of glorified short person. But the town isn't all that everyone thinks it is, a small village like town. There's two paths that Frank can take to school, the pavement or the path hardly used through the woods. Which path would you take if you heard a crazy escaped convict was sighted in town near those woods. If you're Frank Iero, then you're most likely to take the wooded path anyway.

"We can't do this." I whisper as our lips re-connect, a tingling fire surging through my body as his hands ravage unexplored lands; my innocence dissipating away with every peck he trails down my neck. "I know we can't. That's why it's so exciting." He replies through kisses. His effortless charm intoxicates me; drowning me; hunting me; devouring me. "What if my brother finds out?" The perpetuated patter of the rain unable to subdue my groan as he digs his nails deeper into my skin. "Who cares." ********** Welcome to my story, where an innocent boy finds a not so innocent boy in his bed; where they do not so innocent things. - YOP

The story of two punk rockers that meet on Instagram. __ Lots of quality Frerard (Frank/Gerard) pictures so I would recommend reading.

Y/n Way is just in high school, she shy she is only sophomore at (your high school), bullied. Her brother Gerard and Mikey are alway there for her. What happens when he grows a crush on there Friend Frank?

Gerard was late, and it was fucking raining. He'd missed the bus and it was fucking raining, and he was totally going to get dropped from the play if he was late again and he was so fucking screwed, but honestly Gerard wasn't all that keen on it when he'd heard the only main part he'd managed to get in this damn theatre group was of a fucking crossdresser. For someone who was supposed to be in the closet, he was doing an awfully bad job of it. Frank Iero was Gerard's favourite punk ass skater dickhead, that he was currently working on eternally denying to himself the crush he had on Frank, which totally didn't exist of course, but Frank was really cute, and Gerard was really stupid; stupid enough to think that he could totally pull off pretending to be a girl in order for heterosexual Frank Iero to fall for him. Surely, this was truly the worst idea Gerard Way has ever had.

This night, walk the dead... On October 31st, all the ghosts come out to play again... on October 31st 2007 Frank killed himself. "It's been a year, Frankie, come on... I miss you."

Gerard Way is curious about the abandoned house just outside of town. It has always captured his attention ever since he can remember. Every time he asks about it people say "it's haunted" or "it's empty" or "why are you even worried about a stupid, old house?" Gerard is then dared to spend a night in the abandoned house and gets more than what he thought he would. -{ cover made by: @VeryPunktual }- -*it's called fan FICTION. Therefore, anything can happen. Please don't question my work*-