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We all go to hell ~mcr fanfic~

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Reads 172
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connie_emobands

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The 8 pairs of eyes were glued to me, watching my every tiny movement,"Tell us what we have done!"

Gerard's face was worried and curious. I put my skinny fingers to his face and skim them over his cheek, at the same time letting a tear roll down mine,"Because I'm drowning. And I don't want you guys to drown with me."

His face paled, then Frank piped up,"But we all go down in the end."

Ray nodded along, Mikey and Gerard kept the same expression,"I know. But I don't want to take you down with me now. It's too soon for you."

I fumbled with my fingers,"The point is not when but it is that we do, Belle. We all go to hell."All Rights Reserved

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Short Of a Breath by markiplierlover14

"For god sakes help him! He's bleeding to death!..." My mother yells at the men surrounding me through tears as the paramedics grab my numb body, covered in blood, from my blood stained bedroom floor, to take me to God knows where. My name is Frank Iero, and I give up. First Mikey. Now Gee. I refuse to live in a world filled with your smudged finger prints, and boxes of memories, knowing you're no longer here. But that's not what this life planned for me, right Gerard? ...right?...

Regret Flows (Frerard) by frerardsbooty

Frank Iero is struggling with his battle against drugs and depression when he meets artist Gerard Way in a coffee shop. The pair immediately hit it off, and begin their new lives together despite their many issues. - "Homophobic comments are not tolerated here," she pointed her nose in the air as she frowned down dramatically at Gerard. She crossed her arms aggressively causing her ponytail to sway behind her. "Listen kid, I'm the biggest fag in this place, so I'll make all the homophobic comments I like, 'kay?" Way sneered back, raising his eyebrows confrontationally and continuing to chew on the stirrer. She stared at him in disgust as Frank giggled, "It's true, he owns pink tools," he pointed out before she rolled her eyes and stomped away. "The color of the tools doesn't impede their ability to be tools- wait why are you digging around in the closet?" Gerard asked as he waved the stirrer around. "Why do you keep pink tools in the closet?" "Tools. I keep tools in the closet because where the fuck else am I going to keep them? I rarely need to hammer or screw anything," Gerard said as he sipped his soulless coffee earning a suggestive wink from the younger. - Dark content warning. Comments are appreciated. Don't be a stranger, babe.

Compass by Havethesun22Part3

Just two friends and a compass, the storyline may be rushed but it's my first full story in 3-4 years so enjoy :)

A Maniac's Muse by Frnk_Ier0

"Frank, mind telling me about him?" "What about him?" "Start from the beginning, it's better to know what caused all of this, Frank," "Sure it is, this is no problem. Just a different view on the situation." "Frank, tell me about Gerard." "The story starts with two men, one a psychotic murderer, and the other a misunderstood lunatic. They were placed in the same cell, and together they knew something was amiss. Have you heard about a hero's journey, Doctor? I like to believe we are heroes, but we aren't here to amuse you sir. I'll be picked up shortly and on my way again, oh and don't try anything, because with two words I can end your life." "You and Gerard are maniacs!" "Well Doc, consider this a maniac's muse." Valeria Mrtnz ✨

The Boy On The Beach - frєrαrd [Completed] by eat-a-butt-jurard

It's not like I asked for this. I didn't ask. I didn't want this. But now there's nothing in this world that I could want more. Him, next to me. Smiling. Us sitting next to each other. Holding hands. Kissing. Hugging. Everything. Frank; a depressed kid with problems no one could imagine. And a desire to die. Gerard; another depressed kid who doesn't want life anymore. 3:39 am. Gerard finds Frank passed out on the beach. 5:24 am. Frank wakes up in his room with no memory of two hours before. 6:12 am. Mikey, Gerard's brother, sits in his brother's room, talking about the boy Gerard found on the beach. 9:52 am. Gerard wonders about the boy on the beach. 10:43 am. Frank wonders why he's still alive. 12:37 pm. Mikey wonders why his friend, Frank, is acting so weird. 2:19 pm. Gerard leaves the house and goes to the beach, where he found the boy. 3:49 pm. Frank realises someone found him. 5:26 pm. Mikey wants to know what the fuck is going on with the two important people in his life. Disclaimer: I only own characters that I have made up, all others I do not own, even though sometimes I wish I did. Cover made by a most wonderful person, BeatusQuinnOfficial (c) eat-a-butt-jurard

Caring is Creepy(Completed) by heymoon123

Frank's parents died over a year ago which has caused him to spiral into a big heat of depression. He's angry, tired, and doesn't care. Gerard is tired of seeing his friend like this, so he hires him an at-home therapist. She's happy, sweet, and very optimistic. It's basically an odd couple situation. ~no I am not romanticizing depression, I am trying very hard not to do that, Frank just happens to be depressed, she won't be "curing him" with kisses or whatever, that's unrealistic, she's there to help him through this :) With that being said, if any of you guys need someone to talk to, I'm here. Suicide hotline- 800-273-8255 Tw- depression, drinking

Looming Willow [Frerard] by NightSlash143

I like to think I have improved on writing since this time and I really don't like this. So many regrets... [Complete] Frank Iero has been suffering from the 'incident' ever since it happened. What made it worse was that it was completely his fault. His mother notices his behaviour afterwards and sends him to a therpy group. He knows he can't be 'cured' because there was nothing to 'cure'. This was him, left with the faded memories of the 'incident'. Gerard Way had to move schools because of bullying. Of course, it wasn't exactly bullying if quart labled it as abuse. His arms are adorned in long sleeves at all times. His mother takes to this and sends him to therapy. Group Therapy. Age gap reduced, Frank is 17, Gerard is also 17, Mikey is 15, Pete is 16. {Mild cursing} [Trigger warnings: Suicide attempts, self harm, anorexia, alcohol addiction, drug use, divorce.] {Minor character death} (I do not claim photo on cover)

🎶Something About a Friendship🎶 (Frank Iero x Reader) by william_snekspeare

***COMPLETED*** "Look, I'm sorry, Frank. I think I just got carried away with this whole prank thing and... and it's changed our friendship somehow." Frank looked quizzical but intrigued. "Changed?" "Yeah, don't you feel it?"

Honey, This Mirror Isn't Big Enough For The Two Of Us ~ Gerard Way by moonlitmuse758

Gerard Way x female reader (Three Cheers Era) ~ Warning: self harm, mentions and attempts of suicide, alcohol/drug use ~ Y/n and Gerard grew up together, but not as friends. They despised each other and the universe seemed like it was trying to get them to get along. Unfortunately, we don't always get what we want, and that's the hard truth. They slowly start to realize that they're basically copies of each other and that they're practically hating themselves; we love ourselves, not hate. ~ "Uh," Frank gestures to his legs, "yeah." "That's a slay." Mikey chimes in. "Slay?" He looks confused. "It means good. Awesome. Slay." "I'm definitely not slaying then."

The Words -frerard- by gerardsjuarez

I felt like I was in a bad dream and couldn't wake up, everything was spinning. My chest hurt from how hard my heart was thumping. This necklace, how in the world did it get here? I didn't take it back here with me, I left it on Frank's grave in Jersey. I discreetly pinched myself to see if I was dreaming, but I didn't wake up. This was real life. "Oh! That's mine, the string must've broken loose." I heard a voice. I saw feet at first. Yellow converse shoes. Then I saw pants. Black jeans. Then I saw a jacket. A green camo military jacket, not real obviously. Then I saw tattooed hands holding a coffee cup. They were red, most likely freshly washed. Then I met eyes with the person before me. I dropped the necklace and gasped loudly, holding back a shocked scream. The person's face fell, eyes going wide. They took a step back and then a cautious one forward. "Gerard?" They whispered. "Frank..." TRIGGER WARNINGS: mentions of suicide, suicidal thoughts, and suicidal actions, mentions of alcoholism and drug abuse, mentions of sexual assault (rape), mentions of cheating, MAJOR CHARACTER DEATH

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Short Of a Breath

"For god sakes help him! He's bleeding to death!..." My mother yells at the men surrounding me through tears as the paramedics grab my numb body, covered in blood, from my blood stained bedroom floor, to take me to God knows where. My name is Frank Iero, and I give up. First Mikey. Now Gee. I refuse to live in a world filled with your smudged finger prints, and boxes of memories, knowing you're no longer here. But that's not what this life planned for me, right Gerard? ...right?...