A dove represents peace, purity and love. Three traits that Gerard Way does not possess in his pitiful life. He'd refer to himself as a whore- an escort if you will. He dishes himself out to men in order to fund his art education. Whereas frank Iero, his life was bland in comparison. He's the typical nice guy and a hopeless romantic but that's about it really. Until he stumbles into a certain coffee shop and just as if a flock of doves had descended this man from heaven themselves, he meets an angel. A tainted Angel nevertheless, but still an angel.

Frank Iero, a down-on-his-luck Jersey Mike's employee, realizes that he is actually inside a Frerard fanfiction written by a teenage girl. Warning: This story contains... -Strong Language -Violence -Mild Gore -Mild NSFW scenes -A writer's fragile ego -New Jersey -The Big Gay -Lame puns May also contain nuts. Those with nut allergies are advised to avoid contact with this fanfiction. Please consult a doctor or physician if erection lasts longer than five hours. Original content. Do not steal. If you steal this, the author will break into your house in the middle of the night and drink all of your shampoo. Cover artwork by @ecto.bat on Instagram. You better show her some love and support or else.

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.

Gerard Way had a problem. Drinking, drugs, all of it. After an incident involving coke, a break up and a car crash, Gerard gets sent into what seems like a parallel universe. He didn't know what happened but all he knew was that he needed to find a way home before he got stuck there forever.

Sequel to Tell Me I'm an Angel: Frank Iero's life is borderline perfect: he has an amazing husband, his dream job, and he is truly happy, except for the nagging feeling that he can never quite shake that he is supposed to be doing something else-something important. When strange events begin to happen around the globe, Frank is visited by a pair of forgotten friends, and he regains the memories that were wiped from his mind all those years ago. Frank finds himself faced with an impossible choice: live out whatever time the world has left with Gerard, or risk everything to stop this new threat, but potentially lose his life, or even worse-Gerard's-in the process. ~~~ *trigger warning for violent scenes* Completed

Gerard thought that committing suicide would finally end it: no more pain, no more sorrow-nothing. The last thing he expected was to wake up in Hell, reborn as a demon under Lucifer's control. He is planning on ending himself-for good this time-when he runs into an angel named Frank. Even though it is forbidden, he can't resist spending time with him, and before he even realizes what is happening, he has fallen in love with this mysterious angel. Little does he know that their innocent romance is a part of something much greater which could ignite an all-out war between Heaven and Hell. ~~~ *trigger warning for suicidal thoughts and actions, violent scenes, and character deaths* Completed

Frank and Gerard were childhood friends. And then they were enemies. Finally, they became strangers. They'd been friends though, and maybe they'd been a little too affectionate, because everyone thought the two of them would get married someday. Before they became enemies, they had even agreed to use each other as a backup plan. If, by the time they both reached their thirtieth year, they hadn't found someone to marry, they'd marry each other. They have thirty three days left. THIS STORY IS INTENDED FOR 18+ AUDIENCES. I can't stop you from reading it at whatever age you are, but please be advised. DISCLAIMER: This fic features Brendon Urie as a character. It was written before allegations were made of Brendon's conduct, and I in no way support him or his actions.

(Completed) Men are born with keys on chains around their necks and women are born with locks. Your soulmate has the key to your lock, or vice versa. Which is why it's strange when Gerard Way is born with a lock instead of a key.

Frank is a skilled assassin. He kills people for a living. He is not meant to fall in love with someone he's been hired to kill. He's supposed to just kill the guy and get it over with. If that's the case then why is Gerard Way still alive? This was originally published to Archive of Our Own, and I am aware that this story has been published on this website before, however I am the original author and that version was unauthorized. This is the "official" version. THIS STORY IS INTENDED FOR 18+ AUDIENCES. I can't stop you from reading it at whatever age you are, but please be advised.

~<Fully Edited<~ He just couldn't help himself. They had to go, and he had to be alone. They smothered him too much for his wicked little mind to handle... ~>•<~ After the bloody murder of those closest too him, Gerard Way found himself in solitary confinement at the only remaining asylum. As the maximum security patient, he was locked away from the world. Until a new arrival, struggling with the deepest, darkest depression, stumbled across the locked door to his separate ward. By the powers of his manipulation, will be able to befriend the new arrival and carry out his manic plan? Or will his own intentions destroy the dwindling sanity left in his mind.