I am more of a reader than a writer. I love reading and writing Frerard, but I find Waycest absolutely revolting. But otherwise, I'll read just about anything. Imagery and a good plot is what I'm looking for in stories, two things that I can't really accomplish in MY stories.
I play the bass guitar, a Classic Series '50s Precision Bass from Fender. Music is my passion, my life. When music dies, I'll die with it.
Here's a banner I made for my first ever fan fiction starring Frank Iero and Gerard Way:
Disclaimer for my writing:
None of it is true.
Sorry kids, Frerard doesn't exist for real, at least not that I know of.
The only parts of My Chemical Romance (or any other band that I might write about) I own are their CDs and T-shirts and other merchandise.
My. Way. Home. Is. Through. You.
Frank tries to tell Gerard about this guy he met in the lobby.
He feels lost. Lost and jealous of the people walking by. All he wants is Helena back. But she's gone...gone forever...
Oh no. Oh no. Oh no. Oh no. He couldn't be who Ryan had to work with! No! Not the guy who he'd been caught practically molesting with his eyes! He'd probably already made a bad first impression. No...
GuitarHero = Frank KissMyBass = Mikey LittleDrummerBoy = Bob SingForAbsolution = Gerard Ray will come later but sorta as an extra.
FRERARD. This is a story of heartache, love, hate... the boys discover what they really feel for each other and Gerard discovers Frank's deep dark secret...