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The Color Blue (Frerard)

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Reads 6,479
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Parts 25
Time 4h 18m

RitalinDisturbance

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"I hate butterflies." Frank said, much to Gerard's shock, "I hate them for being pretty. I hate them for being easy to catch. And having pins stuck through their bodies and being turned into specimens is what I hate most." Frank said simply, almost loving how intelligent he sounded way more than he should have, but he didn't mind. Gerard seemed to love it too, putting the butterfly back down and pointing all of his attention back to Frank.

"You're a very interesting person, Frank." He said, crossing his arms over his chest again. "But surely," He continued, straightening up a little, "None of these things are the butterfly's fault."All Rights Reserved

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Stage 4 Fear Of Dying ✔ (Frerard) by Tea_and_Salt

"Hi, my name is Gerard, and I have cancer, uh.. down there. But, the good news is that the doctors said it's gonna clear up and I get to live. Only bad outcome is that there's gonna be an 85% percent chance I'll never have kids of my own." "My name's Frank, I have stage four lung cancer. I'm literally dying. The doctors said it's progressed too much and there's nothing that can be done. I'm gonna die." --- "Hey, Frank right??" "Yeah??" "My name's Gerard, you probably saw me in the group with you." "Yeah, I saw you. What's up??" "I'm not trying to come off as an ass or anything, but, you're dying right?? Like there's absolutely no hope??" "...Yeah." "Well then, for however long of a life you've got left, I would like to make it worth it's while." "Why??" "I care about people. And if there's something I can do to help them, then I will. Or at least, I'll try. So whadya say??" "Well, I've got nothing to lose but my life. So, okay. Show me a life that's short and sweet."

Insanity is the Best Form of Happiness || Frerard by EmberKilljoy

He had the most mesmerizing eyes of any human being I'd ever met; the kind you could just stare into forever if they'd let you. I wanted him... all of him. But does he want me? Content Warnings: *Major Trigger Warnings* *Sexual Content* *Such a stereotypical Frerard fic it might bring you physical pain*

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

I don't love you like I did yesterday (Frerard) by mightyxomidget

I wake up on the floor, in the front room, stinking of booze. Patches of tears and alcohol stain the floor with dry puddles. I forgot why I was here...then it hit me. Gerard had walked out. I don't know how long I laid there for, but I knew I couldn't move anyway. I felt paralized. My head hurt like a bitch and I was still crying. I was...craving something...just a little something to take the pain away...

Frerard Oneshots by CallMeEagle

Some frerard oneshots that I wrote when I was bored. No smut Fluff, maybe some angst I will put trigger warnings if necessary Requests open I update when I update These will be 🏳️‍🌈homosexual🏳️‍🌈 oneshots, HOMOPHOBIA WILL NOT BE TOLERATED Thank you for reading 😊

The World is Ugly (Frerard) by Litralee

Looking back, I can't even fully understand how this all happened. We used to have everything. A normal life, a normal school, a normal house. We used to be so innocent and naive, but now we're not. Now, we have nothing. We have nowhere left to go yet we've never been happier. How messed up is that? But more important: how messed up are we? "Listen to me, Frankie" He says, gently lifting my chin with his index finger. "I just wanted you to know that... no matter what happens from now on, you'll never fight alone. Okay? I won't let you" I sit up. "But why are you doing this? Why do you care so much?" I ask. "Because you're the only beautiful thing left in the world" He says, concern filling his eyes. And that's all it takes for me to believe him. *Trigger warnings. Also it's fluff no smut don't hate me for that lol*

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)

Die, My Darling ♡ Frerard by vampirexchild

Gerard, in a flash, wrapped his hand around Frank's wrist slicing through the air with a knife aimed for the cavity of his chest, right above his heart. A withering glare pierced into Frank who froze up as he realized he'd been stopped. The Black Widow, Frank, sneered menacingly at him, attempting to rip his wrist free, his pearls and diamond earrings tinkling like summer chimes. Gerard's kept his grip firm and flipped over their partially exposed bodies to straddle him. He pinned Frank's wrists with agile speed and ripped the knife from his fist. "I'm not as easy to kill as you think, doll face." Revenge is fashionable. Seduction and venom don't succumb to bloody rivets of intended murder when the web of the mysterious Black Widow ensnares the infamous Angel of Revenge. { Frerard 1920's AU } { WARNINGS; minor graphic violence, explicit sexual content, mentions of sexual abuse, homicide }

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)

Frerard - Remember Me! by GFGF222

An opportunity too good to pass up. That's how Frank feels about this chance of finding Gerard again after their traumatic experience a few years earlier. He knows Gerard isn't the same person he once was, but he needs to see him for himself to believe the stories circulating around LA about his well-being. Mature Content - Target audience 18+ --------------- "I remember that" Gerard stammered, shuffling in his seat. "I've heard that before." Frank could've cried from the simple recollection. He squeezed Gerard's hand a little tighter and bit on his lip to stop himself from crying. "I................God, I'm so confused" Gerard stated, looking a little panicked. "I don't.....I just,............Did I know you?" "Yeah" he simply said. "You did Gee. But there's no rush. We'll get to that. Okay?

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