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Pink (2000)

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Hi Hi Puffy AmiYumi (2004 - 2006)

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══✿══╡GOOD LUCK, BABE!╞══✿══

The buzzing in his ears grew louder as the crowd's ovation swelled with the final note. His breathing was labored, but he couldn't stop the smile that tugged at his delicate lips. Though his eyes were tired, he watched those curls bounce and cling to the cheeks of his greatest love.

"We are My Chemical Romance, thank you so much!"

His brother was the first to leave, disappearing off the right side of the stage. Frank tossed his last pick into the crowd and passed behind him, clapping him on the back. Then it was just the two of them. After weeks apart, the dark-haired man approached and wrapped an arm around his shoulders. They both waved at the audience one last time, and as the lights dimmed, they exited the stage hand in hand.

Walking down the hallways, they made their way to Ray's dressing room. Once the door closed, he opened his eyes.

He was home, in his bed, beside the woman who had given him two beautiful daughters and stood by him through his recovery.

He wanted to tear his heart out.

Since the tour had ended, the urge to vomit whenever he was near his brother’s best friend hadn’t subsided. The ghost of a youthful fling haunted his dreams, its shadow suffocating him in his waking hours. He didn't think it was wrong to remember those moments; he had learned to embrace his past, no matter how disastrous it had been.

He once thought his life had no purpose after learning that, during that fateful autumn when he was in rehab, Ray had gotten married. When his brother told him the band was breaking up, it felt like losing everything. That was when Kristin entered his life. He didn't know who she was or why she stayed, but she did—first as a friend, staying through every sleepless night of withdrawal. By the time he realized, she was confessing her feelings, and he felt compelled to say yes. After all, hadn’t she endured his chaos for years?

Kristin knew about his little (huge) crush on his bandmate, but Mikey hadn't told her that those feelings had started to torment him again over the past year. Sooner or later, she would find out. And with rehearsals just around the corner, he’d have to confront the euphoria that surged through him every time he saw Raymond.

Sooner or later, the truth would come out.

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“Do you remember that day when we met? You told me this gets harder. Well, it did! Been holding on forever…”

His fingers tingled, struggling to keep time with Jarrod, who glanced at him with mild confusion. Across the room, hazel eyes bore into him, and the nausea returned, clawing at his throat. The sharp guitars came to an abrupt halt in the rehearsal room, and all eyes turned to him. He felt small; he hated being the center of attention. He always had, despite his fascination with sharing his life online.

“How about a break? The doctor told me not to push my arm too much,” Frank said, grabbing his water bottle and glancing sideways at him.

“Shorty, you broke your damn hand a year ago,” Ray replied while tuning his guitar.

“Yeah, but he’s got like five other bands besides ours,” Gerard chimed in, ruffling his younger brother’s hair and motioning for him to follow.

Everyone laughed as Frank pretended to be annoyed—it was always like this. Mikey put down his bass, grabbed his bottle, and followed his brother outside. They stopped at a vending machine, where Gerard was buying a Coke. Mikey didn’t mind; he preferred his brother addicted to soda rather than alcohol or far worse things.

“Are you going to tell me what’s wrong?”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“I may be 45 and an idiot, but I’m still your older brother. What’s going on?” Gerard’s piercing green eyes bore into him, demanding an answer.

They stood in the small courtyard outside the studio, surrounded by plants and tables meant for taking breaks. Mikey sighed, his thoughts drifting to the first time they’d all played together again. It had felt good—too good. Seeing Ray smile was like a thousand needles piercing his heart and soul. He looked down at his hands, at the simple wedding band encircling one of his fingers.

“I think it’s pretty obvious,” he said, fidgeting with his ring.

“It’s Ray, isn’t it?” Gerard’s question hung in the air. Silence was all the confirmation he needed. Gerard sighed, as if he understood the weight of his brother’s internal struggle. “Does Kristin know?”

“It would break her heart. She only knows about what happened with Ray back then.”

“You know she’ll find out eventually.”

Mikey nodded, his gaze fixed on the ground. His thoughts spiraled, and the anxiety of someone discovering his situation gnawed at him.

The air felt thick, heavy with unspoken words. Mikey ran a hand through his hair, frustration and fear clashing within him.

“I don’t know how to tell her,” he murmured, his voice barely audible. “Every time I look at her, I think about what I could lose.”

Gerard stepped closer, pulling him into a hug, just like when they were kids and Mikey sought refuge in his arms after a nightmare. He felt the thin frame in his arms begin to shake, and soon, the quiet sobs broke through. There were no words to ease Mikey’s pain; all Gerard could do was hold him.

Mikey’s thoughts were consumed by the moment Kristin would uncover his secret. The idea of losing her terrified him, but living a lie was suffocating.

“I don’t know what to do,” he finally admitted, his voice thick with emotion.

Gerard nodded, acknowledging the gravity of his brother’s words.

“It’s okay. I’ll be here.”

Silence settled between them once more as Mikey felt time pressing forward, ticking down to the inevitable explosion.

He wanted to tear his heart out.

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girls.

+ refs!! (i'm like IN LOVE with yellow-shirted g omfckng)

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The Used - All That I Got (2004)

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Backstage photos shared by Quinn Allman on Twitch // Sep 28th 2024 Screenshots via BURLEDMYSELF on Twitter [x] [x]

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La venganza de maxo

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That's my future president!!

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aough them

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something that was never meant to be

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insta liked this one

here's my favourite gals for the tumblr bunch too :]

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gerard tried to encroach on berts novelty t-shirt game with the vampire poolboy shirt or w/e but he’ll never be her

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on my own live @ pne forum (2005)

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Bert choking himself a few nights ago during sound effects and overdramatics aka the song "about how sweet and tasty Gerard's asshole is"

Hmmm fruity

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Me losing my fucking shit to the Used tonight