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The Words -frerard-

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fanfiction frankiero frerard gerardway mychemicalromance

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 DEATHWszelkie Prawa Zastrzeżone

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The Father, The Son, and The Nightmares In Between autorstwa gerardsjuarez

"God, Gerard," he moaned, "Are you that oblivious?" Frank watched him nod with a shrug. He rolled his eyes and continued nonetheless, "I really like you. I just wanna be fucking normal!" He huffed rubbing his eyes, "I wanna do stuff that I would do if we were normal. Like fucking romance shit. Like holding hands on the roof and looking at stars. Or sing to my Pandora station while we clean parts of the church before Sunday. Or make out in the back of my car and listen to my favorite songs. And god I would kill to dance in the rain with you and not have to worry about anything. No vampire shit. No age gap. No fucking rumors. You know that half of this goddamn town knows about my love life?" He removed his hands from his eyes to stare at Gerard who was staring back intensely, "It sucks. Everything sucks. My fucking life sucks." TRIGGER WARNINGS: mentions of gore, mentions of loss, mentions of suicide, suicidal thoughts, and suicidal actions, MAJOR CHARACTER DEATH

Antichrist (Frerard) autorstwa 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)

I'll Keep You Safe Tonight autorstwa MarthaIeroWay05

Hello, I'm Allie. I'm 23. I just ran away from my dad's home. It's a very long story, someday you'll find out why. I was alone. I was scared. I was lost. I was broken. Until he entered in my life, he twisted my life, he changed my point of view of life. At first i thought life was an ugly and filfthy thing, but now i know it's not. "I'm scared" i whispered. "Don't be. I'm here with you. I'll keep you safe tonight" he said into my ear, i could feel his breath in my ear and in my neck.

If You Marry Me, Would You... (Frerard) autorstwa MikeyXo12

"Gerard Arthur Way, my light, my love, my image of utter perfection, will you do me the absolute honor of marrying me? And if you marry me, would you stay mine forever, and never let anything or anyone bring us apart again? I love you." "I..." ~~~~ Vampire Frerard. Frank didn't even know how he got there. He was only looking for a shortcut to his lonely apartment in the cold night of New Jersey when he found himself being attacked by a stranger man. But this man appears to be a lot more trouble than he thought, as he is revealed to be one of the most dangerous creatures Frank has ever seen. What will happen when he gets into this mess, a 24 year-old man, college dropout, gay, with no family or friends, along with the walking mystery guy Gerard Way? Written with 100% respect for the real people, 100% fiction with no intentions on hurting anyone! (This is one of those edits where I tell you that I wrote this story when I was 14, meaning it's a hot mess and I had 0 grammar and made most of it up as I went)

Trust ~ Frerard MPreg autorstwa ChemicallyWrecked

Please don't read this, I wrote it when I was 12/13. Gerard and Frank have been married for almost two years. Everything has been going fine. Jobs are a success. But, Gerard falls ill, and he already knows what is happening. He had carried a child before, in his high school years, but that lead to a miscarriage. Gerard knows he's pregnant, and it raises past fears and depression. He starts doubting his trust on Frank, and starts to isolate his true feelings to protect his unborn child. Mikey urges Gerard to tell Frank, but his older brother is hesitant. His last boyfriend deserted him. Would Frank, his beloved husband, desert him, too?

Writing for a Cause autorstwa GetMikeyHisToast2020

Gerard Way never expected for his years in college to pass so slowly. He almost craved for something to happen to make the experience more exciting, but that event would likely never come. Or so, that's what Gerard thought. Stumbling across a messy poetic letter that was most likely dropped definitely made things more interesting. It wasn't as much the context of the letter, but more so where the letter was found that peaked Gerard's interests. "Why would anyone leave a note in a storage closet?" He thought to himself. More notes came into the closet every day, and Gerard began to wonder multiple things. 1: Who was writing these letters? 2: Why were they in the storage closet? 3: Who in the world was Frank Iero? Perhaps Gerard's college experience wouldn't be so eventless after all.

The Boy On The Beach - frєrαrd [Completed] autorstwa 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

Wintertime (Frerard, Sequel to Summertime) autorstwa babyspiders

Frank is twenty eight: he's mentally stable for the most part, and well nobody has to know about pills he takes twice a day, do they? He's normal now, he's a person now, he's a fucking adult with an office job and he fucking hates it and that's fine, because he got out of the mental hospital three years ago, and these past three years of mundane nothingness have been the best three years of his life. Ten years ago, or so, Frank was in love with a boy called Gerard with fiery red hair and the personality of a switchblade knife, and ten years ago that boy called Gerard had killed himself. Frank still saw him though: hallucinations, as he knew them to be now, and it took him years in a hospital he never thought he'd get out of to convince himself of his newfound sanity, but he was okay now. Twenty eight year old Frank Iero had been officially 'okay' since he was twenty five. He hadn't seen Gerard again, and he didn't even think about the guy - he was just normal, and he was almost painfully content with being the secretary to someone with a five figure salary. But of course, on one fateful morning in December, that has to go and change, doesn't it? (Technically a sequel to Summertime, but I wouldn't say you need to have read Summertime to understand and enjoy this)

Leviathan (Frerard) autorstwa 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

Parallel Delusions autorstwa Frankieoreo83

I waited. I waited for so long to get the truth. The truth about me and who I was. It appeared in the body of a blessing, or a curse? Who knows? After some time, all I wanted to figure out was what was real and what wasn't. I was confused. To the point where I didn't know if the world was even real, or that I was just another crazy kid with delusions. My dear truth, I just want to tell you, that I love you so much, so much that I hope...

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"God, Gerard," he moaned, "Are you that oblivious?" Frank watched him nod with a shrug. He rolled his eyes and continued nonetheless, "I really like you. I just wanna be fucking normal!" He huffed rubbing his eyes, "I wanna do stuff that I would do if we were normal. Like fucking romance shit. Like holding hands on the roof and looking at stars. Or sing to my Pandora station while we clean parts of the church before Sunday. Or make out in the back of my car and listen to my favorite songs. And god I would kill to dance in the rain with you and not have to worry about anything. No vampire shit. No age gap. No fucking rumors. You know that half of this goddamn town knows about my love life?" He removed his hands from his eyes to stare at Gerard who was staring back intensely, "It sucks. Everything sucks. My fucking life sucks." TRIGGER WARNINGS: mentions of gore, mentions of loss, mentions of suicide, suicidal thoughts, and suicidal actions, MAJOR CHARACTER DEATH

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