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Deal With The Undead

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Reads 56
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Parts 3
Time 14m

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'Are you sure you want to make this deal..?' He questioned softly. I inhaled sharply and whimpered. I couldn't bare the pain anymore..

'Y-Yes.. Please.. D-Do it..' I managed out softly. A smirk curled up on his lips as if he was amused. 

'Very well.. Young Lady' He stated then sealed our deal to the contract.All Rights Reserved

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One Day [PRN] by trulyadoreyou

He sighed, the sound heavy with something I couldn't quite name. Pulling off his sunglasses, he set them down beside him. His eyes- deep, dark, and unreadable-met mine with an intensity that made my breath hitch. "You're young," he said, each word slow and deliberate, as though he were trying to choose them carefully. "And I'm too old for this... for you."

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.

Just A Taste Of What You Paid For... by Xx_SpArkPlug_xX

19 year old Y/N L/N works at a small cafe, doing her best to keep her head above water and support her family. When her mother still refuses to get a job to support her four year old twin sisters, Y/N is used to make a deal. A deal to keep the family comfortable... After all, one daughter is a small price to pay for stability and the survival of the rest of the family... Once the deal is made, Y/N finds herself trapped in a house full of vampires, sold to the ringleader.... She hates Gerard Way... right? He has put her through hell... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Vampire AU /I'll write a better description at somepoint- RANKS! •230 in mcr •82 in vampireromance •276 in mychemicalromance •1 in gerardwayxreader •5 in gerardwayfanfiction Started: May 6, 2021 Finished: July 17, 2021

Leviathan (Frerard) by 1-800-COFFEELANE

I stared into his beautiful eyes. "Gerard." I said. He laughed a little at my reaction fear in my eyes most likely. He spoke surprisingly. "Do I look like the devil to you? The choice is yours." He said ashamed. I ran away from him. ❌ Self harm ❌ ❌Suicide❌ THEME SONG: SETTING YOURSELF UP FOR SARCASM BY GET SCARED

The Royal Tatvas by kashi_kikatha

She was shivering as she held those papers.. Closing her eyes she thought once and signed on them and handed them to him. He had devilish yet satisfactory smirk on his face. " Welcome to hell... sweetheart"

I don't share by hungry_for_1d

Prologue: My body pressed against the wall, heavy breathing as his face was close to mine, his hot breath against my face "h-Harry I'm together with Niall" I stutter as his lips moved to brush over my neck "but you don't care do you baby girl? I heard your moans last night" he whispers and my breath hitch in my throat "my name left your lips so perfectly and he wasn't even here to please you" he whispers as his hand grip my hip keeping me in place "don't try to deny it (y/n), you want me and as you maybe know I don't like sharing" his lips formed into smirk and I gulp.

The Kids From Yesterday; Frank Iero;My Chemical Romance by woonhyungpark

"You're my forever." I said before laying down next to her. She smiled and intertwines our fingers. "I remember the first time I knew I loved you we were in a hospital room..." I whispered looking down at her fingers before kissing her hand, she smiled. "I loved you since the day I met you." She said giggling, "I mean.. I get why, look at me." She nudged me with her shoulder while laughing. "Everything is just so perfect with you." I whispered, "You're a lucky guy." "fuck yeah I am." I mumble before kissing her again. ----- When Gerard and Lindsey Way have a second baby named Amethyst Donna Way, she finally turns 16 and she goes on tour with Gerard...she would never have expected so many problems about falling in love...although...to be fair she does fall in love with a 46 year old Frank Iero.

A Bell Of Juxtaposition by HesitantStomachaches

'A hand jabs my neck. My eye shoots open in the shock of the icy finger touching me.' You wake in a dark, damp, box room with hardening stares on your bare bloody body. A shadow sits cramped in the corner. BANG...he's shot dead. 'Where am I?' This question is never answered but one that will be is 'Will you get out?' At each ring of the bell, brings you more pain and ominous memories that were buried. They are dug out from the grave of your brain by a man who's name you must learn again: Gerard Way. With your worst nightmares buried under the mud of mind, what will be unearthed as you dig deeper? What you find will change everything, again.

Antichrist (Frerard) by babyspiders

They were murdered, they were attacked and now they're dead. That's all Frank knows about his parents - gone before he'd even had chance to miss them, and it was fucking with his head. The police reckoned that moving away, to rural New Jersey with his grandparents would help him cope with the loss, but even Frank knew that they couldn't be more than wrong, because despite the dull sleepy atmosphere of the town, there was something unidentifiable yet impossibly unnerving about the place, and really, perhaps was safer in his parents home than he ever was here. And there's something physically wrong too - a figure that lurks in the smoke, fog, and shadows - a silhouette the deepest black he'd ever seen, the kind that brought an unsettling feeling to Frank's stomach, and really Frank's wasn't one to be overly twitchy about things like this, but from the moment he first met him, he could never shake the feeling that the figure was always following him. And perhaps, he was. (Vampire!Gerard)

Scammed by RatsMustDie

"Look, I'm not gonna press any charges, just tell me what are you doing in my apartment at this hour of the night," Gerard asked with the calmest voice he could muster. The guy was cute, might even start flirting after figuring out what a cute guy like this was doing in his bed. "What am I doing in your apartment? What are YOU doing in my apartment?" He said, backing away more, clearly scared of Gerard. "No, no, no, no," Gerard shook his hands, starting to get annoyed, "THIS is MY apartment. I'm paying for it." He said in a way you'd talk to someone from the moon. "And so do I!" the guy snapped, "you better get the fuck out or I'm calling the cops." ꧁ꕥ꧂ Or where two people, one more different than the other, are forced to live together after being scammed.

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One Day [PRN]

He sighed, the sound heavy with something I couldn't quite name. Pulling off his sunglasses, he set them down beside him. His eyes- deep, dark, and unreadable-met mine with an intensity that made my breath hitch. "You're young," he said, each word slow and deliberate, as though he were trying to choose them carefully. "And I'm too old for this... for you."