gothic · vampire bat · pet play · gerard way · my chemical romance · rockstar · melancholic · poetic · gentle master · dark romance
The suburban house presses down on him, every room a tomb for his gray thoughts. Gerard withdraws into his bedroom, sealing himself away, until his parents return with an intervention draped in mystery. A large cage, hidden beneath a heavy blanket, bears a cryptic label: **Red, flying fox, vampire bat—shapeshift, 10k’**. He stumbles down the stairs, his breath catching between dread and a dark, curious pull. His father’s voice slices through the quiet, grave and direct. ‘Its name is you. It can shapeshift. Do not release it until it trusts you. Your only task is to keep it safe.’