Okay, so Gerard wasn't exactly ecstatic about where they had ended up. Sure, it was Frank, his best friend's birthday, it was Halloween, and they even had a day of vacation from touring. But when the four of them, Gerard, Frank, Ray, and Mikey, ended up on the outskirts of some random town in Jersey stood in front of a long since abandoned house with all sorts of bad vibes about it, Gerard wasn't all too keen on exploring it. By all means, Gerard loved horror movies and all manners of creepy things, but there was just something wrong about this house, and Gerard knew it. And perhaps Gerard was just a little frightened about the fact that he had no memory of how they had gotten there... And perhaps Gerard was VERY frightened by the looming shadow he had seen in the second story window... --- Comments left on this story: "Okay, I need to say this. You, my friend, are an amazing writer. The amount of detail you put into your stories is amazing." - @Emo_Trash13 "Okay but really I love this book omg" - @wattifeellike "Oh Wild Ones, I was almost in tears reading this" - @TickleMeEmo "This is awesome!" - @JollyThursday "How do you come up with this stuff?!" - @love_mcr_hateraytoro

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)

How can two people so different be so perfect? A story of romance, tragedy, healing, and finally happiness, because everyone needs a happy ending sometimes. - Gerard doesn't talk to anyone, he doesn't know anyone, he's completely absorbed in the little bubble that is his independent little life. He's homeschooled as well, which means he only ever leaves to get groceries. For how little he leaves the house, and how closed off he is, it's quite a wonder how he met Frank. Frank is an extrovert and he kind of lacks boundaries when it comes to making friends. He's curious and speaks his mind constantly, which sometimes gets him into trouble. It must be good for something though, because not many people bother to figure out Gerard. Little did either of them no how much they'd change each other's lives. #1 tag in #frerardfanfiction 6/06/2024

Growing up in chaos isn't simple for all. Not many could cope. They would struggle and kick, but ultimately drown. However, for Dakota, that was his normality. Torturing. Maiming. Killing. That was his life, the life of a hunter. The Arizona line was elusive, written fame in the lore of hunters, and infamy for their prey. They were the best. No one could ever compare to their skills, their abilities, their ruthlessness. But Dakota was something else. His siblings might have learnt to enjoy the hunt, well most of them anyway, but Dakota didn't. There was always something missing for him, something he was waiting on. Silent and everlasting hope. A promise had been made to him, the day his twin brother was stolen, taken by the enemy, plucked right from the very home the Arizonas had grown up in. A promise of something better, something that he might actually want in his life. Now, almost sixteen years later, something was coming. A change was begging to be found. Maybe it would be for the best. Maybe Dakota would finally find that certain something that had been missing his whole life, something to fill the dark and fractured abyss that ached and wailed within. But nothing was ever that simple. Because, of course, the promise that had been made to Dakota would never be anything plausible for him, anything tangible to have and to hold. He had been promised a new life, by the greatest enemy of them all. It wouldn't be easy. Not with his family still clinging to his heels, the teachings of blood and violence burnt into his mind. No, leaving them behind wouldn't ever be easy. Then again, staying with them would only bring his inevitable death. Why not take the chance to die happy? After all, out of the ashes, a phoenix will rise...

"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

It's fucking freezing. The streets of Jersey are covered with snow, and Frank doesn't have gloves. His hoodie barely protects him, and he knows he'll feel like shit tomorrow morning. But it's already too late, and all the shelters in the area are packed, so Frank will have to find somewhere else to sleep tonight. Frank is homeless. He's struggling to even survive, and feels there's no hope. And when he's lost all faith in humanity, someone comes and saves him

Everything in Frank's life is a mystery. He always heard footsteps behind him, his room was always clean even though he always made a mess, he always felt watched, he always heard stuff like twigs snap or breathing around him, his bullies never bullied him again but they always seemed scared of him, and most of all, Frank always felt protected. Frank always has cravings. For what, you might ask. Well, he doesn't know either. When Frank walks home one night from a party, he stumbles across a very fucking strange man with the unforgettable fire truck red hair. Then strange man enters Frank's life, making drastic changes to both of their lives whether they like it or not. ((My first Dom/Fertile))

19 year old Gerard way has run away from home. Wanting to escape to a place where no one knows about Mikey or Helena or that dreadful night. Where no one knows who he is. 17 year old Frank Iero loves strays and will help every one he sees, even the one he finds curled up at the bus stop covered in mud. Gerards dialogue is in italics, Frank's is in bold italics. Everyone elses is in quotation marks. *I do not own the characters in this story **trigger warnings: death, depression, abuse, homophobia, self-harm.

***COMPLETED*** ---------- Vampire!Gerard, Human!Frank, Vampire!Frank, Vampire!Mikey, Vampire!Ray --- Ferard with a small dash of Rikey. --- Frank and Gerard were friends for a long time, before one day, Frank went to meet Gerard, but he wasnt there, only a note. Now after years of coming to there secret meeting spot in the forest, they find each other once again. What sacred secrets lie beneath the surface, what superstitions are there? Well, Frank is about to find out. --- Smut warning Fluff warning Boyxboy warning Common trigger warning

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