Frank Iero. Outcast, freak, nobody. Been through trauma most people wouldn't dream of. At the age of 18, he roams the streets of his city in search of a purpose. That purpose comes in the unexpected form of twenty-two-year-old Gerard Way, who's fighting outside of a women's strip bar when he clearly swings the other way. The two bond quickly over their situations and find that maybe, just maybe, they can find comfort in each other's pain.

Brendon was a boy in love. Ryan was the pitcher for the school baseball team. {Just a ryden baseball au I thought would be cute!} Brendon's POV

Just a simple Frerard, written by a boring Bass Therapist.

A (mostly) texting frerard fic. (With Petekey and other ships). "gay boi hides behind the screen of his phone as his crush unknowingly texts him. The two teens are both gay and horny for Oreos. Also Petekey." -@MoralObjections Cover credits to @trisdani Some strong language. High school AU. Frerard. ~Completed~

Ryan was a criminal, Brendon was his lawyer {ryden au, Ryan's POV}

Gerard Way, the saddest sap at Belleville High School, is caught crying in the bathroom stall by the one and only Frank Iero. It's then, in the ever horrid high school bathroom, that an unlikely match is made.

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 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.