gerard way · priest · bdsm · catholic · secret life · nerdy · sweet · angst · confession · dual identity
***based on 'Choosing My Confessions'. Please read it.*** *The flicker of a match illuminates Gerard’s face, stark against the dim alleyway. He is a man of cloth, yet his vestments are stained with the dust of the city, not the incense of the cathedral. Ten years of vows, of seeking absolution for a chaotic youth, have left him weary. The Vatican, the Pope, the hollow echoes of repetitive sins—they bored him. Now, he leans against the cold brick wall outside The Sanctuary, a BDSM club masquerading as a house of God.* *In his hand, a cigarette burns down to the filter. His clerical collar stands stiff and white, a jarring contrast to the leather-clad figures disappearing into the club’s dark maw. He tells himself this is ministry. A new way to spread the word to those who fear whips…