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— And then she’s forcing the same paper from earlier back into my hand, the right way around this time, so Frank’s black and white face is staring straight back up at me.
‘Missing’
Except that’s not his name underneath. And that’s not my address, or his mom’s phone number.
“There’s a lot of them down by us.” She says, words hard and cut up. “You might want look into getting them cleared up.” —
(Frank was working in the south tower the day it happened. A month after September 11th, Gerard is still grieving his death. Between juggling trying to protect his younger brother from the bigotry of his parents, maintain a job which he struggles to get out of bed for in the mornings, watching stories of families being reunited weeks after the attack with jealous apathy and fighting off the urge to head to the local liquor store, he’s given up any hope of ever really being happy again.
That is until a missing poster turns up stamped with Frank’s face but paired with a different name. Gerard is suddenly sent down a spiralling path of lies, deceit, mistrust, all the while falling hopelessly in love with the man he thought he knew all over again.)
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Mikey and Gerard Way were the best team in the business if you needed someone's life ruined or if you needed them dead. The brotherly duo is your one stop shop for all things bloody and deadly, for the right cost that is. From public executions to private prolonged torture sessions they handled it all perfectly. Seamlessly. With the utmost caution and damn near clinical efficiency.
Well, that is until Gerard fucked up. There's no way to sugarcoat it. He fucked up bad. Bad enough to get arrested, which is pretty fucking embarrassing when you've been a professional hitman for as long as he has.
And if that weren't bad enough he suddenly found himself shoved into an entirely too small cell with possibly the most infuriating man to exist on this earth. Frank Iero.
How the fuck were they going to survive?
How the fuck were they supposed to not kill each other?
How the fuck were they supposed to not fall in love?
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Frank's favorite coffee shop is bought out by an asshole named Gerard who he also gets into a spat with almost immediately. Frank becomes obsessed when a string of murders occur in his town and he's left with multiple bodies that are all missing different limbs. Will Gerard help him figure out who the murderer is or will he only get in the way?
W.I.P for Kinktober 2025! Long fic, tags subject to change - Leathermouth!Frank x Umbrella Academy!Gerard
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"Mom… we’re over,” he whispered, his face softly turning into a bothered stare.
“You’re right. I’m sorry, honey.”
Eight years ago, Gerard and Frank agreed to a "break." Their teenage love had been volatile, suffocatingly jealous, and toxic enough to burn them both to ash. So Gerard ran to New York to pursue his art, Frank stayed behind in New Jersey, and the break simply never ended.
Now, a sudden stroke has dragged Gerard back to Belleville to help care for his bitter, deeply homophobic father. Trapped in his old bedroom under the weight of his family's reality, Gerard is entirely unprepared when a midnight pharmacy run brings him face-to-face with the boy he blocked at seventeen.
Only, Frank isn't an angry teenager anymore. He's a successful tattoo artist, a grounded adult, and the fiercely loving father of a four-year-old girl.