They were murdered, they were attacked and now they're dead. That's all Frank knows about his parents - gone before he'd even had chance to miss them, and it was fucking with his head. The police reckoned that moving away, to rural New Jersey with his grandparents would help him cope with the loss, but even Frank knew that they couldn't be more than wrong, because despite the dull sleepy atmosphere of the town, there was something unidentifiable yet impossibly unnerving about the place, and really, perhaps was safer in his parents home than he ever was here. And there's something physically wrong too - a figure that lurks in the smoke, fog, and shadows - a silhouette the deepest black he'd ever seen, the kind that brought an unsettling feeling to Frank's stomach, and really Frank's wasn't one to be overly twitchy about things like this, but from the moment he first met him, he could never shake the feeling that the figure was always following him. And perhaps, he was. (Vampire!Gerard)

WARNING: This fiction contains both triggering and explicit content. DO NOT READ if you are sensitive to any of the following: Suicidal Thoughts/Actions Sexual/Graphic Activity Eating Disorders Abusive Behaviors/Relationships LGBTQ+ Slurs Profanity Drugs/Narcotics Reader discretion is recommended for anyone under 18. "Fragile are things at first touch. Broken are fragile things at final touch."

For Halloween, Frank dresses up as a doll with ruby red cheeks. Warning: smut and dd/lb relationship

A Frerard I found off of a website. Figured I may as well post it so all of you fine people may enjoy it as well. link to original is http://theopteryx.livejournal.com/13377.html. THIS STORY CONTAINS A LOT OF SEXUAL STUFF. There are a few chapters that cannot be read unless you're following me.

The Captured Princess was a well-known porn site based in Jersey that seemed to have become a local legend of sorts. Everyone knew it was real, of course, but it just seemed odd to most people that some dude was finding an insanely high number of trans girls that would be willing to be fucked on camera in one small neighborhood. Unfortunately, or perhaps fortunate for the lucky pervs watching the livestream, Frank was one of those girls. (transgirl!Frank)

This calls for us to live a little

It's gonna be a lot of porn. That's it...

Gerard figured his boyfriend was just shy at first, but after a couple weeks he wondered if there was more to it.

I am bad at writing descriptions so I am just going to say this is a frerard fic that may involve petekey, who knows. Read it if you want.

We never get the whole story, we only get fragments, tiny pieces of the bigger picture. It's hard to tell truth from lies, when you don't have answers, but that what's Frank searching for The truth. But it just happens this time the truth lies in the strange art teacher. Somebody that Frank doesn't know whether to trust, or stay away from.