Pose for me (Frerard)

Pose for me (Frerard)

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From a young age Frank Iero had always dreamed to be a photographer. It didn't matter what he captured in his pictures to him just as long as it was beautiful. After slowly working his way from the bottom up in the photography business his manager gives him the opportunity to photograph the allusive and captivating Gerard Way. Being the number one model in America was easy for Gerard, all he had to do was pose and everyone was happy but what happens when the photographer he has admired for so long is set to the task of photographing him for the latest cover of the high end magazine, pamper and glory? Any criticism is welcome.
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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.

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