"What the fuck is going on?" Gerard tries again, slowly, almost looking scared to hear the answer. Frank is positive he's scared to tell it. His tone says / I dare you to lie to me again/, but his eyes say /Frankie, please don't lie to me. / With a deep breath, Frank squeezes his eyes shut and knocks his head back against the wall he's pressed against, willing his mouth to move through the tense grip of fear and shame. "Gerard, I-" -- Or, the one where Frank is an angry, alcoholic police officer hired to go undercover and spy on an infamous crime family... Only to get tangled in with a certain white-haired mobster everyone in his office has been warned about. [ Police/mafia Au: Cop/undercover!Frank, Mafia!Gerard ]

after a certain website broadcasted dan howell's phone number to every visitor, he was bound to get a few texts. it was pure luck that phil lester was the one to text him. ❝ emo kid dan☽ : actually... philly✧ : ??? whats up emo boy ❞ minor swearing and some adult themes. triggers will be tagged. highest ranking : #73 in fanfiction, #26 in phanfiction

(Smut) Kellin is a twink; a newly-hired teen porn star. He's used to giving sexual favors to other people- specifically strangers- in return for money. He's always kept it a secret, until he lands himself in an unexpected predicament. His best friend's brother, Vic, casually stumbles upon one of Kellin's videos, which could lead to catastrophic circumstances. There is only one way to keep Vic from spilling the beans- and it has nothing to do with money.