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Poison (Frerard)

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Parts 35
Time 5h 47m

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Every single one of Frank's exes only wanted him for his money. After his last breakup he swore off dating completely, deciding instead to have more promiscuous, non-commital relationships. 

The classy sex club Inferno was his favorite, especially after he meets G, a red-haired stripper with a fine ass and a tongue like silver. 

When their meet-ups become more and more about genuine companionship and less about sex, the tables turn on the both of them, changing their lives completely. 

*rated mature for strong language, abuse (verbal/physical), sexual content (innuendos, legit sex, kinks), drug/alcohol use/abuse, & other explicit content*
**somewhat inspired by the song Poison by Groove Coverage**All Rights Reserved

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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

Enchanted - Frerard by EmoInTraining

Frank is your average punk high schooler who gets himself into a stupid dare in order to fit in and get his bullies off his back, but the shit he got himself into turned out to be a life-changing experience. Read on to see what happens cause I'm obviously shit at descriptions. Warnings: serious case of cringe-attacks at some parts (sorry), smut, strong language, and mild suicidal thoughts around chapter two (nothing too serious, I like to keep my fics happy cause I'm already traumatized enough with gay fics and real life), also a bit of cross-dressing. P.s: Gerard is a supernatural being in this one cause I apparently hate humans and cannot write a fucking normal fic. All the love, HR. xx

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.

Toxic- frerard by Angelpiexx

Frank Iero liked to refer to himself as a business man but really he was more of a drug lord. His life revolves around sex, drugs and making money. Well, that was until he met a certain red headed stripper who he just had to have. Trigger warnings: - mentions of rape - graphic violence - death -drugs -brief suicide mention Please do not read if you are triggered by any of the above, stay safe and reach out for help if needed <3

What are we? (Frerard) by xxfallout_mcrxx

Have you ever fallen in love with someone who's not good for you? That's what happens when 17 year old frank iero falls for 20 year old Gerard way. A sarcastic dick who has enough problems to fill a football stadium twice. Is frank enough to let Gerard remember how good he can be? First fanfics are always so fun *god I'm cringing Sequel is "We are a beautiful disaster" *editing

Frerard - All Work and No Play by GFGF222

Frank Iero is a successful business man but has become lonely in his solitary world or work, work, work. He longs for company and some of the excitement that he had in his younger days and finds himself pining after the hot stripper that he is increasingly going to watch. Mature Content - Target Audience 18+ ------------------------ "The jobs yours if you want it" Andy told him. "Subject to a few checks and references. I know you'd be a f***n' hit here Gerard. You could earn good money from tips alone." "I'll think about it" Gerard promised, before shaking Andy's hopeful hand and leaving. So that was how he'd found himself parading around in minimal clothing several nights a week.

Like Buttons On A Shirt by NoisilyLeftCat

After Franks father died in a car accident and his mother got diagnosed with cancer, the young boy had to find a way to get money to survive But having quit school at a younger age, the black haired troublemaker couldn't find a job that payed enough Until one day he discovered a newspaper article: They Way residence is searching for a Butler for their son. No special skills required Payed really well. The perfect job for a young man like Frank But what happens when he finds out that his new boss is even harder to handle than himself? *Warnings*: smut, bad language, disrespectful attitude

But I'd Like To Learn Your Name (Frerard Fanfic) by savethew0rld

Frank's cousin Richard offers him a job in the summer at the restaurant he owns. But it's not a restaurant. Richard doesn't even own a restaurant, he's a drug dealer, and he has Frank do the dirty work. When Frank is making a round he meets someone in particular. The boy is really cute, he likes all the music Frank likes, and Frank really thinks he likes him. His name is Gerard. Gerard always sneaks out, to drink, do drugs, smoke. His parents try to talk to him, but it never gets through. After a failed suicide attempt they just give up. They give Gerard to one of his moms close colleagues. Mrs. Linda Iero and her family. After another failed attempt lands Gerard in the hospital, Frank and Gerard get closer and closer. I update every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday. TRIGGER WARNING (suicide, self harm, drug and alcohol abuse, and I think that's all)

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*

Frerard - Guys Like Us by GFGF222

Frank Iero finds himself with a year-long prison sentence, gaining the unwanted attention of two of its most notorious inmates. They both 'want a piece of him', but does he feel anything for either of them? How will he deal with these two very different characters, and will he cope with his time spent behind bars? Will there be anything good to come from his time spent in this hell hole? Mature Content - Target audience 18+ Please do not read if easily triggered. ---------------- "Well, Bert is just your standard dick, with a big mouth and a set of fists. He'll come on all tough and make sure everyone sees that he's still top dog" Officer Bryar explained. "And Gerard? Well, he's in a different league to Bert. You'll know Gerard as soon as you see him. Don't be fooled by the soft voice and pretty face though, kid. He's super smart, and he has a way of talking people into anything. Just keep your wits about you, ok?"

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The Father, The Son, and The Nightmares In Between

"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