Frikey Stories

My story is about mostly mcr this story is in 2005 in October a boy named Frank iero is new to this town and he meets a boy named Gerard way and they start talking and start to date .and this story curtains sex,smoking,self harm,hurting .the friends are Ray toro,S ,Mikey.Have a great Time reading this enjoy.

Just a bunch of My Chemical Romance one shot :) Feel free to request!

THE AFTERMATH is over, the battle has ended, and the Killjoys have recovered Kobra Kid but have lost their fearless leader, Ultra Violet and her brother Thrill Killer. Now, with BL/ind on the verge of wiping out all the Killjoys once and for all with their new weapons- the Killjoys themselves- it's up to Vampire Murder, Kobra Kid, Electric Ion, Missile Kid, and their two new friends Cyanide Monster and Battery Cola to help Ultra and the other Fabulous Killjoys to recover their hearts... And their minds. But with the new 'Enhancements' BL/ind has given the Killjoys, can they ever truly be the same? The fight for freedom continues in THE DESTROYAS

-Short Chapters Intended- Mafia inspired: "For about a moment he was cleaning my bloody nose when i felt something pierce my jugular, my eyes instantly shot open and i saw a whole new side to Josh with his devilish smirk on his puffy pink lips. i stared at his hand focusing on the surgical scissors that dripped with my cherry red blood. my hands instantly reached out to prevent the blood from spewing out when i heard a stone cold voice say "you really need to learn not to trust people,especially not your enemies...you're so gullible Tyler honestly" All rights reserved to DANGEROUS_IERO on wattpad and this book is protected by copyright if it shall be used for any other purposes other than to inform or entertain the perpetrator will be fined/banned ©2021

it's self explanatory

I just wanted to get this account back and I felt weird not posting anything so have bullshit from my notes app

Picture this; It's pre-Black Parade era and Mikey Way has just been diagnosed with early onset Alzheimerz. There's no hope to regain his memory and he has six months to live. What does he do? He writes letters. Letters to his brother and his friends, an attempt to redeem some of his many regrets that he has had over the years.

**Trigger Warning** A story about Mikey getting over Gerard's death (No Waycest shit)

Gerard Way is sick. He knows that. What he doesn't know is that this isn't a normal cold, and that its effects will send a shockwave through everyone around him.

Gerard Way seeks solitude; an avoidant at heart (and depressed at brain, too), he plans to bite the dust. But before he does, he gives guitar-playing and Frank Iero one last shot in the dark.

Love may need some time, but it will always find a way.

I have no description for this, all I know is it's long as heck and all in one part because it was written on a google doc over the course of 4 and a half months. TW: Sexual Harassment

Just a Frikey story

Read the title again. S l o w l y. Still don't get it? Repeat steps one through leave.

I was still in love with him, but he was getting married. I thought he loved me though. Well, I guess I was wrong. Years have passed since we were close and my feelings have never changed or subsided. They were always there and always will be. I’m afraid you’re making the wrong decision, marrying this girl you only think you love, and I think you truly love me with all your heart. You play with my heart while engaged to this woman, and I believe everything you do. Everything you say. I believe everything about you. I never say you've lied to me, but this time you might have. You don’t seem to love me anymore. But after all this time, I’m still into you. I still love you, Gerard. Sincerely, Frank Iero. THIS STORY IS COMPLETE

just some fluff filled emo quartet oneshots :)

Mikey and Gerard are sent to boarding school. Mikey immediately sees something he likes, but that something likes Gerard. Will it end in Frikey or Frerard? Read and Find out! Yeah, I suck at summaries.

"Dear Diary, Today I killed Frank. And I don't regret it. xoxoG"

Once upon a time on the North Shore of Long Island, some 30 miles from New York, there lived a small boy on a large estate. The estate was very large indeed and had many servants. There were gardeners to take care of the gardens and a tree surgeon on a retainer. There was a boat man to put the boats in the water in the spring and scrape their bottoms in the winter. There were specialist to take care of the grounds, and an outdoor tennis court and the indoor tennis court, the outdoor swimming pool and indoor swimming pool. And a man of no particular title to care of a small pool in the garden for a goldfish named George. Also on the state there was a chauffeur by the name of Iero, Who had been imported from Italy years ago, together with a new Rolls-Royce. Iero was a fine chauffeur considerable polish, like the eight cars in her care. And he had a son by the name of ...Frank ((shitty editing))