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Y'all should meet up.

I'd try to make it if I could lol

The Geetrick trio

So it turns out that @geetrick and I were at the same Fall Out Boy concert earlier tonight… we didn’t run into each other, sadly, but since both of us powerhouse Geetrick bloggers were there, the place was PACKED with Geetrick energy.

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Witchy, Wonderous Lovers

Gerard sat by the stove, making a concoction for Patrick for later. It was nothing much, just a good luck thing for Patrick, as he had a job interview that afternoon. Gerard wanted his boyfriend to get the job, he loved seeing the face Patrick got while happy. He loved Patrick's smile and his face overall. It was impervious that he got the job anyways, I mean, rent won't pay itself.

Gerard added a bit of parsley to the mixture, following a recipe that he got from his mother who got it from her dad who got it from his mother and so on and so forth. In the midst of his cooking, he began to sing. It was nothing loud, just quiet, like a whisper. Patrick heard Gerard's singing from the living room and entered, curious and smiley.

Patrick snuck up on Gerard, attacking him with a hug and a quick kiss on the cheek. "What are you making, you big cutie?" Patrick asked, placing his head on Gerard's shoulder. Patrick always got like this when Gerard was in the kitchen, whether he be cooking or making potions. Patrick loved to see Gerard with an apron on and his focus on something. He was cute when he cooked.

Gerard jumped slightly, scared by the sudden hug. He turned around near immediately, only to find his lover. Gerard wrapped his arms around Patrick's waist, happy to see his lover. "Ya know, Trick, you don't need to scare me every time I'm doing something and you want attention. You just gotta ask and I'll hug you." Gerard said, spinning Patrick around. "But since you asked, I'm making you a good luck potion for your job interview later."

Patrick smiled, slightly surprised that Gerard would do that for him. Patrick pulled Gerard down, kissing his cheek quickly. "You didn't have to do that, darling. I'm sure I would've been fine." Patrick spoke, wrapping his arms around Gerard's neck and looking into his eyes. "Just being able to hear you sing is proof enough that I'm lucky today."

At the sound of the mixture in the pot boiling, Gerard quickly moved away, stirring his mixture and gettimg the heated jars ready. After several minutes, he began to transfer the liquid into the warm jars slowly, trying to keep any from breaking. Patrick sat on the counter, watching Gerard. Patrick loved it when Gerard was focused, the look in his eyes made Patrick smile, it made him happy.

Once the jars were filled, Gerard put them in the fridge and began preparing to charm them. He set up a circle of flowers and some lavender and dark cherry scented candles around the flowers. Once Gerard had finished setting up the station, he had time to spare. Naturally, he walked over to Patrick, pulling him in and hugging him. They stayed like that for a while, not wanting to separate.

After about 10 minutes in the hug, Gerard pulled away and went to the fridge, opening it and pulling out two jars of mix. He placed them in the center of the flowers and grabbed a cluster of necklaces with crystals on the end. He began speaking in Latin, placing a charm on the potion. That's probably the shortest part about the whole ceremony, if I'm being honest.

Patrick noticed the time and quickly rushed to get ready. He ran up to the bedroom and got dressed in his suit. Patrick was already running slightly late, so he skipped brushing his hair or getting lunch, he instead put a hat on and grabbed a candy bar from his secret stash. He ran back downstairs to Gerard, where Gerard handed him the drink mixture. Patrick quickly drank a bit before kissing Gerard and rushing out the door.

Just as he opened the door, Patrick turned to Gerard and smiled. "I love you, G. I love you so much."

To which Gerard replied "I love you too, my little shorty."

And with that, Patrick was out the door.

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Imagine #2: Hair Dye

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(( Author’s Note: I would write the process of them dying their hair together but it’s SO MUCH. I’m sorry ))

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Patrick was in the living room of his and Gerard’s apartment. Gerard had left to go to the store. He didn’t say the reason for it but Patrick new it wasn’t just to get regular house appliances since he didn’t say what he was going to buy. Also, Patrick didn’t recall them needing anything.

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Gerard had just came back from the store.

“PATRICK I’M BACK!!”

Gerard called out as he walked into their apartment. Patrick walked into their living room to see Gerard placing some small boxes onto the coffee table. From a distance, he couldn’t see what they were until he got a bit closer. Gee didn’t notice   Patrick walking in since he was too distracted (also having his back towards Patrick). Patrick noticed this as well. He slowly walked up behind Gerard and once he was close enough, he hugged Gerard from behind.

“What’d you buy me ??”

Patrick asked happily. Gerard chuckled and gave Patrick a box he’d bought. Patrick let go of Gerard and examined the box. It was blonde hair dye. Patrick looked at Gerard confused but all  Gerard did was chuckle since Patrick looks adorable when he is confused, especially when he’s confused and has a smile. Which was the situation in this case.

“It’s hair dye. I figured we could do something fun together. Also I may have had a dream where a certain cutie dyed his hair blonde and looked hot.”

Gerard explained. They both laughed before heading to the restroom to dye their hair and that my friends is why Gerard and Patrick dyed their hair blonde.

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Thank @geekyx for the pictures of Patrick blonde by the way 😅😅😅Reblog it for a gal plz and thanks ❤❤❤

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Why does this look like a cheesy hallmark movie ad for a Christmas movie

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Cute Geetrick Flirts ( @geetrickprompts , @geetrick )

Gerard: Did it hurt when you fell from heaven

Patrick: No, my boyfriend caught me

Gerard, fuming: Who’s this ‘boyfriend’? I’ll kill him!

Patrick, kisses gee’s cheek: it’s you, ya dummy

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I can write a Geetrick fan song and post that!

I typed “Geetrick” into YouTube and only one video popped up and it was sad and I dunno how I feel about that…

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This took the whole day-

Anyway, my non-chibi style, which is still kinda shitty, but I hope you like it anyway.

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*walking through a haunted house*

Gerard: I’ve heard rumors that these stairs are like haunted. Apparently some girl died here when she was nine and her spirit is angry.

Patrick: C’mon, Gee. Ghosts don’t exi—

Preteen Bandit, hiding in the roof: I’m eleven so shut the fuck up!

*Patrick and Gerard both scream and run. Bandit laughs to herself*

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Gerard: Hey, Trick! Want a free tarot card reading?

Patrick: Oh, uh… sure.

*he sits down*

Gerard, flipping over cards: This one tells me you’re an angel of a person. This one tells me you have a heavenly smile. This one—

Patrick: These aren’t even tarot cards, they’re just pictures of me.

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Warped Beginnings

(Gerard Way x Patrick Stump)

AN: This takes place during the early Black Parade era and the From Under The Cork Tree era. This will be switching around on who I focus on btw.

Gerard sat on the ground outside the My Chemical Romance tour bus. His band wasn't on till later that night, so he decided he'd have a few cigarettes before he had to get ready. Gerard watched the people passing by, mostly crew members and some of the night's performers. Atom Willard of The Offspring, M. Shadows of Avenged Sevenfold and Brandon Saller of Atreyu are just a few of the people he recognized. There was one person, however, that stuck out of the crowd to Gerard. This person was Patrick Stump.

Every day around 4 pm, Patrick would walk past Gerard and his bus on the way to the stage. Gerard would see him, smile slightly and Patrick would smile back. They had never really spoken but they knew who each other was. Patrick knew that the mysterious black haired beauty was named Gerard and that he was a singer, Gerard knew the ginger-blonde 20-something was called Patrick, and that he was a singer and guitarist.

Patrick, one night, decided he had time before the show and made the decision to introduce himself to Gerard. Patrick walked up to the man, who was smoking his 3rd cigarette since heading outside. Patrick counted. As soon as Patrick reached Gerard, Patrick reached out his hand, and Gerard warily shook it. "Hi, I'm Patrick from Fall Out Boy." Patrick says quietly, just barely loud enough to hear.

Gerard smiled slightly, almost a smirk. He liked Patrick and he couldn't deny it, Patrick was his crush. "I'm Gerard." He says, somewhat louder than Patrick. "What's up, dude?" Gerard asks, wanting to get to know the ginger. Patrick simply shrugs and looks Gerard up and down before getting a tingly feeling in his stomach and his chest. He knew the feeling all too well, he too liked Gerard, just as Gerard liked him.

Patrick smiles and speaks, slightly louder this time. "Nothing much, just waiting for my band to get ready. Our bassist is probably still asleep." Patrick says with a slight chuckle at the end of the sentence, even though the sentence had some truth to it. Pete was in fact asleep in his bunk on their bus. Except he wasn't alone. He had Michael Way cuddling up against him, also asleep.

Soon, about an hour passed and Gerard and Patrick sat next to the bus, just chatting. This is when it begins to rain, which meant the shows that night were to be delayed. Gerard and Patrick rush inside the My Chem tour bus, as Patrick didn't want to disturb his sleepy bandmates and Gerard liked talking to Patrick. Once they got inside, Gerard signaled for Patrick to sit on the couch. Patrick sat and Gerard plopped down right next to Patrick.

Another hour or two passed and Gerard had decided to get him and Patrick drunk. His plan succeeded, and, pretty soon, Gerard and Patrick were in the same position as Pete and Mikey, except these two were naked. Yeah, they fucked. Patrick was cuddling up against Gerard, and Gerard wrapped his arms around Patrick, both men smiling. "Can I have your number?" Patrick asked quietly, not wanting to disturb the quiet and the calm.

Gerard nodded and Patrick handed Gerard his phone so he could enter his number. Gerard entered the number swiftly and handed the phone back. The contact name was "Gerard 'Went There' Way". Upon seeing this, Patrick chuckled slightly and wiggled himself upwards towards Gerard's face. "Date me?" Patrick says, the phrase being only a partial question.

Gerard smiles bright and squeezes Patrick for a second, leaving a kiss on his forehead.

"Of course, my darling."

A/N: My first Geetrick fic, I hope y'all like it. Send in requests for more Geetrick fics from me!

Some people who might be interested: @geetrick @bishopsgeetrick @domestic-bands @domesticfob

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Fanfiction Writer Asks

Most of the writer ask posts I come across are only like ten or so questions long so I thought I’d try to make a longer one because we like talking about our writing! Feel free to reblog!

1) How old were you when you first starting writing fanfiction?

2) What fandoms do you write for and do you have a particular favourite if you write for more than one?

3) Do you prefer writing OC’s or reader inserts? Explain your answer.

4) What is your favourite genre to write for?

5) If you had to choose a favourite out of all of your multi chaptered stories, which would it be and why?

6) If you had to delete one of your stories and never speak of it again, which would it be and why?

7) When is your preferred time to write?

8) Where do you take your inspiration from?

9) In your xxx fic, what’s your favourite scene that you wrote?

10) In your xxx fic, why did you decide to end it like that? Did you have an alternative ending in mind?

11) Have you ever amended a story due to criticisms you’ve received after posting it?

12) Who is your favourite character to write for? Why?

13) Who is your least favourite character to write for? Why?

14) How did you come up with the title for the xxx? - You can ask about multiple stories.

15) If you write OC’s, how do you decide on their names?

16) How did you come up with the idea for xxx?

17) Post a line from a WIP that you’re working on.

18) Do you have any abandoned WIP’s? What made you abandon them?

19) Are there any stories that you’ve written that you’d really love to do a sequel to?

20) Are there any stories that you wished you’d ended differently?

21) Tell me about another writer(s) who you admire? What is it about them that you admire?

22) Do you have a story that you look back on and cringe when you reread it?

23) Do you prefer listening to music when you’re writing or do you need silence?

24) How do you feel about writing smutty scenes?

25) Have you ever cried whilst writing a story?

26) Which part of your xxx fic was the hardest to write?

27) Do you make a general outline for your stories or do you just go with the flow?

28) What is something you wished you’d known before you started posting fanfiction?

29) Do you have a story that you feel doesn’t get as much love as you’d like?

30) In contrast to 29 is there a story which gets lots of love which you kinda eye roll at?

31) Send me a fic recommendation and I’ll post it for my followers to see! (The asker is to send the rec not the answerer)

32) Are any of your characters based on real people?

33) What’s the biggest compliment you’ve gotten?

34) What’s the harshest criticism you’ve gotten?

35) Do you share your story ideas with anyone else or do you keep them close to your chest?

36) Can you give us a spoiler for one of your WIP’s?

37) What’s the funniest story you’ve written?

38) If you could collab with any other writer on here, who would it be? (Perhaps this question will inspire some collabs!) If you’re shy, don’t tag the blog, just name it.

39) Do you prefer first, second or third person?

40) Do people know you write fanfiction?

41) What’s you favourite minor character you’ve written?

42) Song fic - What made you decide to use the song xxx for xxx.

43) Has anyone ever guessed the plot twist of one of your fics before you posted it?

44) What is the last line you wrote?

45) What spurs you on during the writing process?

46) I really loved your xxx fic. If you were ever to do a sequel, what do you think might happen in it?

47) Here’s a fic title - insert a made up title. What would this story be about?

48) What’s your favourite trope to write?

49) Can you remember the first fic you read? What was it about?

50) If you could write only angst, fluff or smut for the rest of your writing life, which would it be and why?

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Ooh I’ve got a song for ya! I Have Questions by Camila Cabello! It’s amazing(TM) and angsty.

okay, first of all: This was a lot of fun! Thank you for the request and i absolutely love @geekyx for reading over it for me! i’m sorry for taking so long, but here it is!

I Have Questions

Geetrick Angst, 991 words

Gerard and Patrick stumbled back into the hotel room, yanking at clothes, biting into lips and skin. It was one of Gerard’s drunk acts, he kissed Patrick on Warped tour and everyone went crazy. It was good for publicity, they were THE gay couple in teen magazines, even though nothing went official. Gerard begged for Patrick to play his boyfriend, he begged for just a month or two, but it has been going on for years. Things changed, they weren’t only a couple in the public eye, they started to kiss and cuddle in privacy, had sex, they went on dates.. but they weren’t a couple. Patrick made it clear, often enough throughout the past 5 years, but everything Patrick wanted was a true relationship with Gerard.

Patrick’s hands grabbed Gerard’s ass, pulling him closer, making Gerard’s body ache closer. “ ‘Trick, i can’t, i’m having a date with Katherine in 10 minutes,” Gerard gasped, trying to push Patrick’s hands away. Patrick pushed Gerard into the mattress and adjusted between his legs, grabbing Gerard’s belt, trying to undo it.

“Fuck Katherine,” Patrick growled, hardly biting into Gerard’s neck. “That’s the plan,” Gerard chuckled back, gasping and moaning when Patrick bit even harder into Gerard’s neck.

Gerard sits up and let’s his hands run through Patrick’s hair, pressing gentle kisses onto Patrick’s lips. “I need to go,” Gerard whispered, but Patrick didn’t want to let him go. “Please stay for once, stop dating girls that think you’re 100% gay, just to fuck. Please stay here and do this with me, with us. Let me fuck you and stay for cuddles.” Gerard smiled, leaning his head back to enjoy Patrick’s soft neck kisses.

“Maybe another time.” Patrick backed up and kisses Gerard’s lips again. “Please don’t do her,” “i won’t.” “Promise?” “Promise.”

It’s been hours. It’s 3am and Gerard wasn’t back. Patrick felt empty, staring at pale hotel room walls, counting the cracks in the old cement and the lies Gerard told.

It was 3:51am when Gerard stumbled into the hotel room. His clothes smelled like sweat, his body like hotel shampoo. He nuzzled into the bed and decided to sleep in the clothes he danced and fucked in. Patrick knew Gerard didn’t hold his promise, he never did, but Patrick was still hoping Gerard will keep it one day.

“Still wanna fuck?” Gerard asked sleepily, mumbling into a pillow before he pushed himself closer to Patrick. “No, knowing some girls lips were on your dick just minutes ago turns me off,” He said, cold;y, hiding the pools of tears he shed before Gerard got back.

“I didn’t fuck her, ‘Trick,” Gerard lied. Patrick sat up and threw his legs over the edge of the extremely awful mattress. “Your clothes smell like cheap perfume and you have new hickies. Your hair smells like the shampoo here, Gee. Don’t lie to me, don’t you dare lying to me.” Patrick’s voice was breaking in the middle of his sentence. Gerard sat up and laid his arms around Patrick.

“Why did you leave?” Gerard was quiet for a whole minute, until he answered a quiet “To fuck her.” Patrick nodded and wiped his tears away. “And why do you keep lying to me?” Gerard didn’t answer. He couldn’t say “To fuck,” again. He couldn’t reason the use of Patrick just with sex.

The silence was answer enough for Patrick. “You never loved me, right?” Gerard laid his head on Patrick’s shoulder. “You don’t love me either, you love the idea of us, the idea of not having to know if the other one loves you, but just having some vanilla sex to at least act like it,” Gerard bitterly laughed. “We’re both fucked, Patrick!”

Patrick pushed Gerard away and stood up. Gerard kept himself on to bed, relaxed, exactly knowing how this will end. He always knew.

“Who the fuck do you think you are? Who the fuck do you think i am?” Patrick grabbed Gerard by the collar of his dress shirt and dragged him off the bed to press him against the wall. Gerard kept smiling as if it was the funniest thing ever to be hated by Patrick.

“I am you fake boyfriend that uses the ‘gay rockstar’ number to get laid a lot. I used to like this pretty, blonde guy, but he made clear he didn’t want to be in a relationship with me, so i don’t feel anything for him now.  He was just a stupid, little crush… and you? You are the pretty, blonde boy who ruined me.” Gerard’s smile fell when he saw what it did to Patrick, how the life in Patrick’s eyes darkened and the shimmer vanished.

“Why did i trust you? Why did i fucking trust you?!” Patrick couldn’t take it anymore, head leaned against Gerard’s chest. “Because you hate being alone, you’re desperate for human near and you also don’t like jerking off that much. I am a fucking asshole that doesn’t feel anything for you, ‘Tricky, i help you get off, i know your body better than you.. you don’t have any other choice than to trust me.” Patrick wasn’t sure where all this hate suddenly came from, all this coldness. Another lie on the endless list Patrick stopped to look at.

“Have you ever loved me?” Patrick slowly looked up, voice quiet and shattered, breath choked back into the silent room. The air was thick and dry. Gerard swallowed hardly, seeing the depths of Patrick’s blue eyes look into his soul with such ease. Gerard wasn’t able to find enough voice to answer with a strong sound, instead he was so distracted by the pretty boy infront of him that he only managed a broken whisper. “No.”

Both their breaths stopped and only the loud, rushed sound of the air boiling in their ears made that moment even more quiet.

“No, i have never, but i had questions… I have Questions.”

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A very, very short Geetrick AU for Yuki that doesn’t really have a title because i’m not that creative by Fall Out Boy

It was Gerard’s smile that made Patrick fall in love with him immediately. The way he laughed, the way he squeezed his eyes shut when he smiled, it was beautiful and Patrick wanted to watch him laugh and smile forever. Patrick didn’t know he was falling in love, he thought he just liked Gerard as a friend. He invited Gerard to watch a movie together, just two friends, a action-comedy movie and some popcorn. The movie theatre was almost completely empty, so they sat wherever they wanted to. Gerard liked it a lot, just spending time with Patrick, hearing his little jokes, his chuckles and laughs- it was just cute! Patrick offered to walk Gerard home, something Patrick’s mom always told him to do, walk his friends back home to make sure they’re safe, unless they’re older and stronger than him, then he should be walked home to be sure he’s safe, but right now Patrick didn’t think about that rule, he only thought about spending more time with Gerard. “I had a lot of fun today, thank you,” Gerard said, smiling tiredly. Patrick felt his chest warm up when he saw Gerard’s smile. “Thank you for letting me take you out of your basement!” They both chuckled, but Gerard interrupted his’ to yawn. “Are you tired?” Patrick asked a little concerned. Gerard rubbed his eyes. “Yeah, a little,” Gerard laid his arms around Patrick’s shoulder. “Thank you for tonight, I needed that.” Patrick wanted to say “you’re welcome,” but his thought got interrupted by Gerard’s lips. Patrick tensed up, feeling Gerard’s soft lips, his gentle kiss. Patrick felt it, his stomach, it felt so weird! What was that? Patrick catched himself kissing back, trying to find out what it was. It felt so.. So good, so awful, but addicting! Patrick’s hands formed on Gerard’s waist and in that moment, Gerard pulled away. “Good night, ‘Trick,” He mumbled sleepily, backing away. Patrick was too taken aback to answer, he was too speechless to do anything else than stutter. Gerard chuckled and entered his house, leaving a confused and surprised Patrick back. Patrick was blushing like crazy on his way back home. God, he would have never thought he would say that but… maybe, just- just maybe, …maybe Patrick liked Gerard in that special way? Patrick smiled gently at the pavement. Yeah, maybe..

//ncdyijbcvgvdtujnccfjkbjfiu this is sooooo adorable!!!!

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I just wasted a half an hour updating the fic and it didn't even save right I am going to cry

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Sorry everyone who saw that, I accidentally posted that before it was ready. I am however currently working on it so you guys can read the whole thing!