Frank's long term boyfriend, Gerard, has never been well known for being kinky. Sure, he was a sexual guy. But Frank never expected to see him sprawled across the bed in lingerie.

Some oneshots, I'll try to make them cute, some containing smut :)

One day, unexpectedly, Gerard said it. He spoke confused to his own words, but at the same time, knowing exactly what he wanted. "Can I call you daddy?"

Kitten ears, lace, and a daddy kink. (I have sinned and it is ok)

A story how Frank finds it in his heart to love cats. (Completed.)

Two boys who seem to think alike. But one more open then a book and the other in his own world with his own secrets - something as secretive as his own name. But no matter how like the two are. They are still so different. From the masks worn when it's not even Halloween to the height. Frank makes it his goal to find out the boys real name because he knows for a fact that it can't be the same as some demented rockstar who has an 'I don't give a shít' attitude. Even though his attitude is the same. This guys name is not Marilyn Manson and anyone who believes it is, is stupid. Frank seems to get annoying to the apparent Marilyn as he gets closer and closer to finding out his name. But...will Frank ever find out his actual name? **Story is more interesting then the description. Trust me** **EDIT: will have made up stuff that does not happen in real life (so don't complain about it or give me shit)**

Frank and Gerard have been through a lot. It's not until they meet when everything goes downhill. Nothing seems to be going right. At least they're just as messed up as each other. A Frerard and a bit of Rikey fanfic.

Coming soon. :) (And yes, it will be written in English, don't worry.)