The Pocket Universe Effect - the feeling that nothing else outside your little bubble of reality can quite matter at all. One am on a Friday in June, admist quiet neighbourhoods of New Jersey, the Ieros are away on a night out and Frank and Gerard are sprawled out across Gerard's green anorak, without the capacity to...
Dave always had trouble talking to Bro. And it was part of the unspoken Strider Law that you did NOT share feelings. You didn't show weakness. You didn't show anything that could be used against you. Strider's were supposed to be strong. So Dave wrote letters, letters that Bro would never find. Or, so he thought.
Gerard is a single parent now, finally matching paces with his best friend, Frank, who is also a single parent. Lindsey and Gerard aren't worse off than Jamia and Frank, and maybe Gerard's thankful for that. He's also thankful for Frank, who's always there for him. *I don't own anything except the plot and my own made...
[Sequel to Disgusting] When everything we see is in black and white, there is no place for grey.
Sollux is left on the side of the road with little to no memory of what happened to lead him there, or who he is. All he can remember is fading headlights, and his own broken heart.
Just two gay authors' insights into what the summer of like could have been for Pete and Mikey if either of them had GROWN SOME FUCKING BALLS. i mean, a petekey au ---- Co-written with the brilliant @captain-of-the-ships. (tbh she did everything)
Gerard and his love struck best friend, Frank, experiment in science to try and create the perfect solution for love but how well will Frank cope when Gerard accidentally takes some and falls in love with Frank. Will Frank realize that this chemical romance is not what he wanted?
50 Thoughts That Scare Me. What are they? Smut warning: No smut Boy x Boy- Frerard For questions about translation DM me on Wattpad or @bekahgrace99 on Instagram
mother war, please let us be poor; selfish for love, and boyish for porn. [Poetry #43] [2015-16]
spilling my guts in sharp things and caffeine. hurt me please. i can't do it myself. the guilt is like vomit in my veins. [Poetry #179] [2014-15]
((slow updates woops)) Frank doesn't really care about anything except the internet. He likes to write out his feelings and apparently, people like reading about them. He never talked to anyone - until he came across @addictwithapen
Finally getting around to writing the sequel to my story, "Another Way To Breathe" Please enjoy! Note that there are mentions of drugs and alcohol in this story.
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...
This story is no longer being updated as it is discontinued. - - - Frank Iero has a lot a secrets. Gerard Way, one of Frank's patients, has made it his life goal to get in the doctor's pants and to find out Frank's secrets. - This story may be triggering to some readers. - Frerard, AU, Mpreg
It's the lake in November, and the move closer to the ocean, and Gerard's fixation, and Gerard's compulsions like tidal waves dragging him down, and Mikey's more distant than ever: like they're drifting out into the middle of the ocean, whereas Gerard's just stuck there: water turning to quicksand around him, drowning...
Frank is a hopelessly short, hopelessly desperate, and just generally hopeless highschooler, whose only friend is the amazingly tall kid with the 'fro: Ray Toro. School is mundane, school is just, well, school: Lindsey Ballato is a goddess, Pete Wentz is a MySpace whore, and Brendon Urie totally deserved getting kicke...
That feel when you read one book and end up accidentally killing your girlfriend as a result of it. See, Frank knew reading was bad for you, although it was probably inappropriate to walk up to your girlfriend's dead body and say 'I told you so'. It was quite honestly an accident though, like Frank really did not mean...
Frank and Gerard have been through a lot. It's not until they meet when everything goes downhill. Nothing seems to be going right. At least they're just as messed up as each other. A Frerard and a bit of Rikey fanfic.
Being just friends might work online. But suppressing your emotions in person is much more difficult. Dirk and Jake are the closest friends... As pen pals, but when there's a plot twist in their lives and they start communicating in person something changes in Dirk's mind.
Gerard draws dicks for a living. Frank takes them. Gerard Way moves into a new apartment in a dodgy complex where he's bound to get beaten to a pulp after his old place is set on fire by those damned 'youths', and by a certain turn of events, his neighbour, the equally provocative, yet entirely in a different way, Fra...
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 theat...
Karkats tiny and Dave wishes they could be together karkat was a package on his door step also I'm not quiet good at this might do it play style sometimes
"you know, cigarettes kill you." "but my dearest frank, you see here, that is my plan." [slow updates] [ all rights reserved excluding the characters : frank iero, gerard way, mikey way, and any other band members we might've mentioned ] copyright © 2014-2015 | mychemicalnomance
