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  July 28, 2007: The Kiss by pixie_revolverFandoms: My Chemical Romance, My Chemical Romance projekt Revolution, Prorev - Fandom, my chem - Fandom, MCR - Fandom14 Jul 2022 TagsSummaryFrank reminds himself to focus. He has a part to play. They’re on stage. They’re in the middle of a song. They’re in the middle of a show. He doesn’t have the luxury of stopping to process right now. That said, fuck the mic. Fuck his backing vocals, fuck everything that is not the fucking instrument in his hands. What was that? What the fuck was that? That wasn’t like what they’ve done before. Fuck, Gerard’s stuck his tongue down Frank’s throat before, but it’s never been like that. What the ever living fuck was that? The force, the grip in Frank’s hair, the look of- Fuck, was it determination or was it revenge? Was this for the blood? For the denial of a kiss? Was he making a point? What point was he fucking making? What the fuck just happened? Series- Part 1 of Life Is But A Dream
 
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  The Only Hope for Me by pixie_revolverFandoms: My Chemical Romance, Danger Days: The True Lives of the Fabulous Killjoys - My Chemical Romance (Album)09 Oct 2022 TagsSummaryWhen the end of the world comes rolling around, relationships aren't exactly at the top on the list of priorities. Frank knows that, and he knows why, that it's for a good reason. That's not going to stop the heartache. Or the nightmares. And that knowledge sure as shit isn't going to make him forget what they used to have. -- “Talk to me.” He hears Gerard’s voice, closer now. “You always used to talk to me. About everything.” He says, and Frank finally opens his eyes to see Gerard standing close to him, but just barely not touching. “You still can, y’know.” Frank takes a deep, shaking breath through his nose, chewing at his cheek for a moment. “I can’t.” He says simply, and he feels guilt wash over him like ice at the look of sorrow that takes over Gerard’s face. “We don’t talk anymore. Not about anything that matters.” 
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  If I Don't See Tomorrow by pixie_revolver for BatteryCityBeatnikFandoms: My Chemical Romance11 Oct 2022 TagsSummaryEveryone copes with war in different ways. Frank counts the days. He says their names like a prayer. Someday, maybe, when he gets back home, he'll be able to look back at all of this, and pinpoint it, which day was actually the worst. Maybe he’ll be able to go through photos and documents and find the names of the men he knew and figure out who he’d lost. 
 For now, he’ll count the ones he still has. That same little prayer. One more time. From the top.
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  TagsSummary“Can you be mad at me?” Gerard stops now, and looks at Frank. It’s like he’s completely frozen for a moment, and then it sort of clicks in his head. He blinks at Frank, slowly dropping his hands. “Hm?” He makes the noise, which anyone else would probably see as dismissive, or maybe even passive, but Frank knows that’s not what it means. That’s not what it means at all. He’s confirming that he’s heard Frank correctly. That he’s understanding the meaning beneath the words. Frank nods, “Could you be mad at me instead?” He asks again, dropping his hands to his sides. “Because I’m mad at me. I’m just… I’m just mad. Except I’m not really mad at all. I’m- I’m sad, and I hurt, and I want to be mad, but I can’t, so I need you to be mad for me.” 
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  TagsSummary“Christ…” Frank gulps, and the guy gives another laugh. This one is softer, and almost sounds sad. He runs a hand through Frank’s hair absently. “Too much?” He asks, and what should be condescending actually just comes out sounding like this is a question he has to ask a lot. Which is probably fucking true. “Nah,” Frank says quickly, and he looks up with a bright smile. “Just wasn’t expecting it. Nothing I can’t handle.” 
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  TagsSummary“It makes it really hard to avoid me when I show up at your workplace, huh?” “I am not–” He drops his voice, “We are not doing this here.” Gerard tells him sternly, and Frank nods gravely. “I wouldn’t dream of it, Father Way.” Frank says with a glimmer in his eyes. “Not the time, nor the place, right?” Gerard fixes him with a glare. “Right.” Series- Part 1 of Choosing My Confessions
 
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  TagsSummaryHe settles himself on his knees, facing the cross that’s been ornately painted above the bench seat. “In the name of the Father, the Son, and–” The sound of the opposite door opening is deafening in the quiet. No one has oiled the hinges since Gerard left, and it shows in the way that they protest louder than they used to as it swings just wide enough to let a body inside, and then shriek even louder when it’s pulled shut. Gerard’s heart has decided that it’s a good time to fall into a fit of hysteria. He swallows, nearly holding his breath. The voice to his right side is hushed. “And the Holy Spirit,” it says. Series- Part 2 of Choosing My Confessions
 
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  TagsSummaryHe knows beyond a single shadow of a doubt, that this photo will be printed and displayed proudly on their mantel, and on Frank’s desk at work, and in Gerard’s wallet, and in their bedroom, and every single place that Gerard can find to display it. Most importantly, it will be the largest of all the pictures in Gerard’s snow globe. When he shakes the sphere, it will be the first frame to appear. It will be the most prominent, the most cherished, the most important. It is now, and will forever be, his most precious memory. It is not a snow globe moment. It is the snow globe moment. Series- Part 3 of Choosing My Confessions
 
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  The Best Part of My Day by pixie_revolver for razortotherosaryyFandoms: My Chemical Romance31 Mar 2023 TagsSummaryFrank Iero does not believe in love at first sight. Frank Iero thinks the idea of love at first sight is really fucking stupid. Frank Iero, contrary to popular belief, hardly even believes in the idea of romance at all. Frank Iero is lucky to have ever had a boyfriend in his entire life due to his chronic cynicism. Frank Iero just spilled an entire venti cup of black dark roast Starbucks all over his white work shirt. Why? Because some random guy just walked past him in the office hallway, and wow. Wow. 
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  I'll Be Around if You Need Me by pixie_revolverFandoms: My Chemical Romance, L.S. Dunes (Band)20 Jul 2023 TagsSummaryAnyone who pays attention can read it, though. The whole suffering in silence thing. Frank knows that well enough. It’s evident in the long looks he gets from that one girl behind the register at the cafe where he always gets their breakfast. She always looks like she knows, like she’s got something to say, or like she wants to crawl over the counter and give him a hug. But he’s got places to be, and breakfast to drop off with a starving artist who spends all of his free time drawing, and storyboarding, and dreaming big about comics, and all of the beautiful things he plans to do with his life. 
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  TagsSummary“You should wash.” Gerard says, releasing Frank’s hip as well and using it to pat his shoulder instead. “I didn’t mean to distract you.” “Oh my fucking god,” Frank groans, rolling his eyes. “Is this about Saturday?” He rights himself and turns, hoping that maybe his face looks a little more murderous than it feels. It apparently doesn’t, because Gerard just dons an even wider grin. “Is what about Saturday?” Gerard asks innocently, as he exits the shower altogether. Frank’s gonna kill him. Series- Part 2 of Life Is But A Dream
 
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  TagsSummary“Have I ever told you that you look good in leather?” Frank snorts, rolling his eyes as he sheds the leather in question from his body. “Considering I don’t really wear leather?” he asks, casting a look over at Gerard, “No.” “Hm.” Gerard wanders over, leaning to rest his chin against Frank’s shoulder. He’s quiet, and still, the way he is when he’s thinking, and Frank knows beyond a shadow of a doubt that it’s not good. Or not decent, anyway. 
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  TagsSummaryCreating music is something that can often bring all the ugly things to the surface. Tension starts to seep in, and intensifies feelings that are heightened as it is. When things at The Paramour Estate start going awry, it's a test not only to the band and their friendship, but to Frank Iero's sanity itself. It begs the question: 
 What is rooted in reality, and what is simply the trick of an already fragile mind?--- “Frankie-” Frank shakes his head frantically, “I’m not crazy, don’t look at me like that!” And even if he was, he feels pretty fucking strongly that he is allowed to rave like a mad man after that. “I’m not fucking crazy, you saw it!” Gerard sighs quietly, reaching out to touch Frank's cheek. “I know you’re scared-” he sounds so reasonable that it makes rage seer through the smaller man’s veins. On most occasions, Frank loves hearing those gentle tones from Gerard’s mouth. This is not one of those moments. Gerard is trying to calm Frank down, and Frank will not be fucking calmed down. 
