Revengeera Stories

discontinued, sorry- i am re-writing it though, i'll post the link once chapter 1 gets posted :) Y/N had just moved to Belleville, New Jersey and had to stay in a hotel for the time being. She needed coffee one morning and decided to try to find a Starbucks Coffee. When she turned the corner she bumped into a man who was holding some coffees, his coffee ruined the Nirvana shirt she was wearing. Who would have thought that a ruined band shirt could change her life forever? TW: drug abuse, self harm, cuss words (no shit Sherlock), confusing as hell, and strange innuendos. Created June 6, 2020

Just a story with a twist

"I wish I knew how to quit you! I wish I knew how to hate you! You're poisonous Gerard, and you've been infecting me since the day we met!" Frank has been in love with his best friend and bandmate to My Chemical Romance, since they first met, but now Frank has had it with Gerard. After learning his best friend was getting married to his short term girlfriend LynZ without even telling him, Frank is done being played by him. But when a visit to try to reconsile becomes a evening of heated passion, Gerard and Frank find themselves caught in a rollercoaster relationship with events that could either blossom into a beautiful love, or completely shatter them forever (WARNING: Contains profanity, some violence, alcohol and substance use/abuse, and strong sexual content.)

read the title lmao

-This may be a shorter fic, and my first whole story instead of one shots.- Frank was just a normal kid with a fascination of vampires. But will one encounter on a way to a friends house change his normal life?

―❝ HE WAS ONE OF THE REAL ONES. SO EFFORTLESSLY HIMSELF, AND THE WORLD LOVED HIM FOR IT ❞ 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 there is no actual plot that i can think of, i'm just putting this here for the aesthetic. ( frerard fic ) ( circa. 2011 but revenge era ) ( started )

Frank is a very.. Strange person. He doesn't like people. Hell, he is even scared of them. No one understood why. Frank never, Ever talked to anyone. He hated doing that. That is.. Until he met Gerard. He found Gerard to be.. Unique. He is the only person he felt comfortable talking to for some reason. Started: July 3rd, 2017

"I um... im not sure what to say next. Here... okay... Frankie and Ray; I'm sorry. I said I would be okay, and for a moment I actually believed it. I'm uhh... I just really want to let you two know that uhm... you guys have really been taking care of me, and I uh, I really needed it. Thanks for giving me a shoulder. And uhm... Make sure that Mikey is okay for me? Please? And Mikey; I know this will be the hardest for you. Please, it isn't your fault. It isn't anybody's fault but my own, okay? You can't change what uhm... what happened to uh, me. Remember to keep yourself alive, okay? Do it for me. So yeah. I love you. Uhm, I love all of you guys. I'll miss you. Bye." Gerard nodded, as he ended the voicemail, and stood on the edge of the roof, ready to execute his plan. He saw the sky, and how beautiful it looked. There was a lovely calm pink sunset beginning to form on the horizon. He decided that he didn't mind that this would be his last sight.

~>Fully Edited<~ Frank never acknowledged his neighbour. His depression and drinking problem were far too important to him. Whilst drunk and vulnerable, he gets attacked in a deserted alley. What Frank didn't know, was that his neighbour wanted to be closer than he thought. He followed him. He couldn't stop himself. He didn't want to let his lust over Frank to get this out of hand, but he couldn't stop himself. ~>Prequel- Blood<~ ~>Sequel- Urges<~

"Hey! I've met you before... What are you doing at this bridge at night Frank?" "Same question for you. I'm just wanting to finally end my life here until you interrupted." He snarled at me. ••• One, two or three sentences per chapter, it's just that kind of book. TW: Suicidal thoughts or actions, alcoholism, death/tragedy, drug abuse, swearing, and homophobia. Please leave commentary!!

Why are all the hot guys dead? That's a good question. Gerard Way, a young and very gay mortician, asks himself that nearly every day. His job is nearly the same every day; hosting funerals, consoling the dead, accidentally resurrecting dead bodies- Well, that last one isn't part of the routine until one typical yet fateful day..... ||Triggers|| Death Depression/self-depreciation Gore (handling of dead bodies, describing death)

"Were you ever going to tell me?" "No." "Why not?" "Because I didn't want you to think I was a freak." or in which Gerard accidentally finds out Frank is a neko

Centuries before he met Frank, Gerard found himself lying in a battlefield. Bleeding out, beside his brother, alone. His life was about to change, forever. Miles away from home, away from any family that might have had an ounce of love left for him. ~>•<~ Rescued from the darkness, a changed man, Gerard still couldn't control himself. Even many years later. Though those hundreds of years had passed, he still was restless, tired of the rejection. Gerard may just be able to hold on for a few more years, or he may just cause destruction that could end him.

Gerard Way can see things. And before you say he's just a crazy psychopath, hear me out. Gerard Way was born with the gift to see things. So was his brother. All their lives they grew up seeing the monsters under their beds, seeing the things that stay in the corner of your room. One day, they found people that could see like them. They started a band, started families. And then it happened. The end of the world came crashing down, people dying because of unknown reasons and going missing. But they knew. Oh, they knew. And when Ray's family was killed, they took action. Gerard Way, Mikey Way, Frank Iero and Ray Toro are America's most wanted, for the murder of hundreds of people. But they know the truth. They're not people, they're not even human. But in a world like this, can anyone really be human?

Because who doesn't love a revenge era Frerard? It's 2004 and My Chem are on tour. It should be a happy time, and yet Gerard finds himself spiralling, caught in a toxic relationship and even more toxic addictions. The only people that can seem to get through to him at all are his bandmates, but that's becoming complicated too, as he's accidentally fallen in love with one of them. Disclaimer/warning - this story deals with alcohol and substance abuse. I don't want to romanticise it at all - if anything, this is about how love doesn't automatically fix these issues.

Emily is only fourteen years old, a struggling student, and an avid rock fan when she meets Gerard and Frank and they decide that she'd be better off with them- and with fangs.

[abandoned] You find yourself sitting in a high school desk. Wandering off from your body. Until a boy came along. You stood there in shock. He was gone again. But, will you ever find him again?

Summary: Frank and Paige have known each other practically their whole lives. They went to preschool together, spent weekends at each other's houses, and were always seen as brother and sister. They were as close as two friends could ever be. But no matter how close they were, there was one thing that Paige could never tell Frank; she was in love with him. &quot;Even though he was my best friend and I felt like I could tell him anything, there would always be one thing about me that Frank would never know.&quot; I already have this posted on mychemicalromancefanfiction.com, but I figured I might as well post it here too.

As a person I never really had fit in; not anywhere not at school not even at home i always stood out like a sore thumb I've been criticized about my hair my weight my clothes my looks and more but one day I met Gerard at work and with him came hope for a new life and a new start . This is the story of Scarlet Day a 19 year old girl that has finally left her home to find something new with her past of addiction and depression that she must overcome. (I'm sorry I'm awful at these things)