#desolation row era gerard way

[in-s4n-ity]

some gerard art :3 party poison come home the kids miss u bbg

[rubbish78]

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[we-write-fandom-imagines]

Meeting The Parents (Gerard Way x reader)

Request: “prompt two for the angst list please! (desolation row gerard)”

Prompt: “If you make one more pop culture reference I will skin you.”

Summary: Y/n's parents are coming over for dinner and meeting Gerard for the first time, Y/n is freaking out and Gerard calms them down

Author: Zoe

Reader: I tried to make the reader gender neutral, let me know if there are any slip ups

Word count: great question

A/n: Trish has like 64 requests on her own individual account, so she's not taking mcr (possibly emo trinity, but don't quote me on that) requests on this account. Therefore, mcr (maybe emo trinity, trish please correct me) will be my forte on here! You're stuck with me, guys, I'm sorry

(That was a joke)

“Where are the fancy plates?”

Gerard strolled into the kitchen. Your eyes were glued to the empty cabinet in front of you.

“What fancy plates?” he asked.

“Y'know, the ones with the little roses on them. Where are they? They're not in here.”

“Really?” Gerard teased. “Maybe if you look a little harder, they'll appear. Maybe it's some sort of Neverland magic. Just believe..”

You sighed heavily and turned to face him.

“Gerard, I swear, if you don't-”

“-Relax, Doll,” he interrupted. “They're on the table.”

You stared at him blankly before walking past him to the table. Gerard followed you and leaned over the back of one of the chairs.

The truth was that you were incredibly nervous. You and Gerard had been dating for about three months and it was finally time for him to meet your parents. They were coming over for dinner and you were not prepared emotionally.

Gerard watched you fuss over the table decorations for a few moments before chiming in.

“Y'know, if you put that candle next to that one, all of this would kinda look like Aslan.”

“Gerard. Not helpful.”

“My bad.”

“Where are the knives? They were just here.”

You started frantically looking for the knives you had misplaced.

“Doll.”

“No, I'm serious, they were right there on the-”

“Babe.”

You looked up at him and watched him point to your hand where, lo and behold, you were already holding the knives.

“Oh.”

Gerard shook his head, his black hair falling in front of his eyes. He straightened up and walked over to you, taking the knives out of her hand and putting them on the table. He slipped his own hands into yours.

“What's going on?” he asked.

“Nothing's going on,” you defended. “I'm just trying to get everything ready.”

“I don't wanna hear it, Y/n. I haven't seen you this nervous since our first date. What's really going on?”

You sighed, bringing your gaze to the floor.

“I'm just.. I don't know. This is the first time my parents are gonna see you. I don't want them to hate you, you know?” you answered, your gaze still on the ground. Gerard was silent and his jaw clenched.

“Are you embarrassed that I'm your boyfriend?” he asked quietly. Your head snapped up to meet his gaze.

“What? No. God no. I love you so much and I want them to love you too. My dad lived under a rock for most of his life and my mom is convinced that all singers are bad influences.”

Gerard chuckled softly. “What's your dad's name? Patrick Star?” he joked.

“A metaphorical rock, you dork,” you retorted. You tried to act annoyed, but the smile on your face gave you away. Gerard returned the smile, happy you were no longer freaking out as badly as you had been before.

“I'll tell you what,” Gerard began, taking your hand and lacing his fingers together with yours. “Tonight, when your parents get here, I'll be the perfect gentleman. I'll take their coats, I'll serve drinks, I'll tell them how sweet and kind you are, I'll even call them sir and ma'am.”

You giggled at the thought of your emo icon boyfriend in his leather jacket and ripped smashing pumpkins shirt and black skinny jeans calling someone “sir.”

“Okay,” you agreed. “That would be amazing.” Gerard pressed a soft kiss to your lips which you gladly turned. He let go of your hands as there was a knock at the door. He walked over to open it.

“Wait, one more thing,” you sighed, turning around to face him at the door. He raised his eyebrows at you.

“If you make one more pop culture reference, I will skin you.”

Gerard laughed at the unexpected threat and nodded.

“I'll do my best.”

[mychemicalraymance]

nice little costume....

[angelofchaosxx]

Desolation Row Gerard just hits different

[blood-lovers]

some group pictures I love !! :D (sorry bobs in some.. ignore him)

[sexykilljoy]

Nothing to add. Just “Way.”

[you-got-a-hallow-point-smile]

Kinda cursed but cute<3

Gerard laughing is so cute help me-

[jaywalkerrjce]

[discovamp]

Cursed Gerards drawn very badly on the last page of my sketchbook

[akioukun]

Gerard

derived alot of inspo from Desolation Row and The Lost Boys for this one.

Also if you can’t tell I’m really bad at tumblr. I’m like an old man.

[i--a-m--n-o--o-n-e]

In a perfect world, my aesthetic is desolation row Mikey Way,,,, unfortunately in this world I am just a simple bullets era Gerard,,

[camojacketfrank]

mcr music videos as text posts

[i-am-a-wasteland]

[koopakeki]

[shockpinkrosary]

hey i uh vaguely watched watchmen