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Falling Into Something Real (Frerard)

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"What the hell?!" the stranger said between breaths. When Frank didn't answer, the guy calmed himself down and brushed the hair out of his face. "What were you thinking?" His voice was laced with concern. Frank shrugged his shoulders, not knowing how to respond. Why did this guy care so much? Why didn't he just let him jump off the bridge?All Rights Reserved

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Falling Into Something Real (Frerard)
Sat, Jun 9, 2012

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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

wink | frerard | ✔️ by rebarat

It all started with a wink in the stupid movie theatre. And then suddenly, for the first time in six months, Frank is going out on a real date with someone. But of course, there's a certain ex-boyfriend of his that has to come and ruin whatever happiness he's finally achieved for himself. And oh boy, does he ruin it. //started aug 17, 2019// \\finished sep 8, 2019\\ #1 in Iero (september 2019) #622 in Way (august 2020) (I promise you won't walk away crying maybe)

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)

If These Walls Could Talk [Frerard] by stage-4-of-writing

When Gerard is pulled aside to meet Frank, the new student in the school, he is told to help show him around. Gerard figures it's just for a few days, but doesn't realize that he will end up not wanting Frank to leave. Both soon realize they are falling in love with the other. Every relationship has it's obstacles, just not many are as secretive as these.

Behind Those Masked Eyes by KingOfDarknessGerard

Frank Iero is a typical loner. The oddball of school who wears skeleton gloves everyday and tons of band shirts. He has two friends, Bob Bryar and Ray Toro. Him and his classmates don't get along. They happen to use Frank as their punching bag of glorified short person. But the town isn't all that everyone thinks it is, a small village like town. There's two paths that Frank can take to school, the pavement or the path hardly used through the woods. Which path would you take if you heard a crazy escaped convict was sighted in town near those woods. If you're Frank Iero, then you're most likely to take the wooded path anyway.

The Father, The Son, and The Nightmares In Between by 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

Demolition Lovers (Gerard Way) (COMPLETED) by forsuredudeyeah

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Kill All Your Friends (Frerard) by WizardOfOdd

Frank rushes to help a seemingly aloof boy with bright red hair from a couple of boys, and he immediately wants to become his friend, but the boy keeps pushing him away. He wonders exactly why that is, and everyone knows how persistent he is. *[UNDER REVISION] **This story contains very upsetting thoughts and dark themes and may be difficult to read. Trigger Warnings: Mentions of character death and suicide. Mentions of self-harming. Depression. Anxiety attacks. If I am forgetting anything, please message me and I will add it. Thank you.

Wintertime (Frerard, Sequel to Summertime) by 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)

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

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The Words -frerard-

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