#gerard way fluff

[hesitant-angel]

heyo :]

so, ive been dying sick of period cramps lately, and it kinda got me thinking of headcanons for gee

if ur ok with that, could u write maybe some gerard X reader around period comfort?

period comfort headcannons ! | gerard way x afab!reader | gender neutral reader |

★ i dont see myself writing anything but small headcannons for period comfort as it isnt something im great with at all :P,, so im sorry if this isnt what you were hoping for!! thank you for the request though, sorry its short !! my masterlist

ー I feel like he'd know a decent amount about periods, or at least the bare minimum depending on which era you're thinking of. In my mind I'd say as he gets older the more he'd know? For example I think that bullets!Gee would know some things but you might need to explain a few things. ーAlthough he knows the basics he may be a little slow on what to do? I feel like as time goes on he'd learn what helps you specifically. ー Is great with keeping you comfortable, if you need space he will give you space, but otherwise? He's by your side. ー PHYSICAL COMFORT !!! Cuddling , forehead kisses, that kinda shit. You two would probably spend a lot of time on the couch or in bed watching movies maybe? ーIf you need him to run and grab something from the store he will. Pads? Snacks? Literally anything. I don't see him being embarrassed to buy pads, he knows it isn't a big deal. ー Would let you borrow his clothes if you really wanted to (I advise against it unless you're certain he showers.. but some people like stinky guys!)

[lunarwritesthings]

Tears Are Natural

Paring: Husband!Gerard x Gn!Reader

Fandom: My Chemical Romance

Request: Yes, by anon

Summary: Gerard has an extremely rough day but the reader is there to comfort him.

Prompts: #34 "You look like you could use a hug.", #31 "Just breathe.", #35 "Let it all out...I'm here for you.", #32 "I'm okay, you're okay, we're okay."(they are used in that order.)

Note: Husband Gee because I feel like he's an amazing, adorable husband. also, I hope Gerard anon likes this :)

Life. Everyone has experienced it, but for some, it was easy. For others, it was quite the opposite. Having a lot of ups and downs. For one Gerard Way, life had a lot of ups and downs.

A few of the ups were well-known. Those being his brother and two best friends, the band, and the fans. A lesser known up, due to mutual agreement was you. You were one of if not the best up in Gerard's life. Now that doesn't mean his life didn't have downs.

That leads to the current day. It was a day that was not at all going well for Gerard. Gerard was well aware that the day was not going to be a good one. How? He simply knew by the way he woke up with no real energy to do much.

Now, of course, Gerard tried to push it aside and tried to be productive. He had comics and songs he needed to work on, but he was not in the best mood to write. Mental health is a very normal thing and something Gee has openly talked about struggling with. That doesn't mean he'll always talk when it's affecting him and his day.

You always made sure Gee need you were there for him regardless of what he might need. You never minded calming his worries and comforting him. It was just hard to do this when at times Gee could be stubborn and put himself into his work. Now he never really liked the work he did on a bad day and would end up redoing another day anyway.

You had a feeling something was off with Gee. Yes, he was a quiet person but he'd still say good morning and see if you had any plans. Simply but it was Gee's way of showing he cared about your morning and day even if he wasn't always awake enough to process what you were saying.

Another and probably the biggest sign was him going to his office and locking himself in there. Gee only did that when he was having an off day and "didn't want to make you deal with it" as he would say, you would always tell him you had no problem being there even if it was just as a shoulder to cry on.

As the day when on Gerard was getting more stressed, anxious, and overworked. Gerard was trying to put more energy than he had into his work but it wasn't going well which only adds to his day. Gee had no idea how much time had passed nor knew how long he'd been sitting in his office staring at a half-drawn comic page.

Another thing Gerard didn't realize was the panic attack that was slowly coming. He didn't realize what had been going on until he heard the office door open. Standing there leaning against the door was you. Gee was definitely not prepared for what you were about to say.

"You look like you could use a hug." It was said with a knowing look. Gee sighed and nodded he could deny his feelings any longer. Gee didn't even realize that he was starting to panic until you had said "Just breathe." Normally Gerard would unknowingly say everything when this happened how he had tried to pretend that he was okay longer than normal so trying to talk and think about everything made him more stressed.

Everything Gerard was feeling hit him in one big wave, and all he could do was break down and all you could do is hug him. It comforted Gerard to hear you being accepting of it. "Let it all out...I'm here for you." A simple sentence that brought a lot of comfort to Gerard.

Once Gerard had calmed down quite a bit you pulled him away from the hug slightly and took any worry left in his mind away by telling him "I'm okay, you're okay, we're okay." It was something that he truly needed to hear.

You had managed to get him out of his office and back to the bedroom where you told him to get comfortable while you grabbed his favorite food and drinks. When you got back to the bedroom the first thing you saw was Gee cuddling into the blanket, clearly waiting for you.

After setting when you had brought to the room on the bedside table you laid down next to Gerard who immediately cuddled into your side. It was obvious that Gee was tired, so you played with his hair knowing it would make him fall asleep and it did. At the end of the day, all that truly matted was tomorrow was a new and fresh start.

[ash-is-a-scorpio]

Geard way being hotter the hell

[xdivyxd]

Hey there! 🖤

Can you make a Gerard Way and Y/N story Inspired By a song "Lover" By Taylor Swift?

I would appreciate that! :-)

Omg you have no idea how much I love this idea!!!

I take this magnetic force of a man to be my lover

Word count :767

Pairing: Gerard way x gn!Reader (no use of pronouns)

Description : so basically moments for Gerard and y/n's relationship inspired by lyrics in the song lover. I left the bridge and the end cuz omg I love this bridge sm!! Also what I wrote is the type of love that I want to have so badly

Gener: fluff (finally writing something that is not depressing)

Warning : none

'We could leave the Christmas lights up 'til January. And this is our place, we make the rules'

"Do you think it's time to take the Christmas decorations already?" Gerard asked as he entered the living room, I turned to look at him, a fake disgusted look on my face, pretending to be offended by his question

"And why would we do that exactly?" I raised my right hand and placed it on my heart

"Cuz it's the end of January, all the other neighbors took theirs down" his soft laugh filled the room as I dramatically got up and walked towards him, my hands grasping at his arms as I looked him in the eyes dead serious "they. Are. Boring." I nodded quickly, he smiled at me "Christmas lights are fun. And this is pur house so we do whatever we want" I dramatically gestured towards the Christmas tree

He laughed again, his arms wrapping around my waist as he planted a soft kiss of my temple "we do whatever we want" He whispered in my ear as I smiled knowing that as long as I have him by side the Christmas decorations can stay up forever.

'Have I known you 20 seconds or 20 years'

I remember telling my mom "He's the one I'm telling you!" I had just come back from our second date, I was still living with my mother, I was 20, i didn't know anything but for some reason I knew even then that Gerard is the one, mom didn'tbelieveme and i remember telling her "He's the one. I can feel it. It doesn't matter if I know him for only a few minutes or for many many years, he's my one."

Now I sit in Gerard's and mine's apartment, watching a movie with the man I love 

'Can we always be this close?'

I rest my head on Gerard's shoulder, our fingers linked together, he kisses my forehead, I look outside the window at the view we pass by the tour bus

He randomly whispers "I love you" and I whisper it back

We shear secret moments that are just for the two of us, even though the boys are on the bus, sitting not to far from us, talking about whatever

"I like having you close, it's like our hearts beat at the same pace" I whispered in his ear, he turned to meet my lips "please stay this close to me forever" he softly said and I nodded "I forever will"

'We could let our friends crash in the living room, This is our place. We make the call'

"It's fine if the guys stay over tonight? Too drunk to drive home" Gerard came into our room, I put my book down and smiled "of course they can. I live early tomorrow I have band rehearsal so you guys have the house if you need"

He nodded and leaned down to kiss my lips "You're the best" looking at him, I know the only important thing in my life is us, and the rest is just background noise so I didn't mind if the band stays here, besides I like them they're my friends too

'I've loved you three summers now, honey, but I want 'em all'

"Damn has it really been three years since the two of you got together? " Ray asked as he put his glass back down on the table "it seems like only yesterday day Gerard came home and announced that he's inlove" mikey added, all of us laught at the fact that Gerard throw a napkin his way.  Gerard's hand holding mine and resting on my thigh "three years" I said proudly,  knowing that my man and I are planing on having many more years ahead of us "forever" Gerard said "right?" His eyes met mine "I want all my years to be spend by your side" I said, forgetting that we were out to dinner with the guys "aw you two are adorable and all but I want to be able to hold my food down" frank joked and broke us out of our bubble.

Ladies and gentlemen, will you please stand?With every guitar string scar on my hand I take this magnetic force of a man to be my lover. My heart's been borrowed, and yours has been blue, All's well that ends well to end up with you

Swear to be overdramatic and true to my lover, And you'll save all your dirtiest jokes for me, And at every table, I'll save you a seat, lover.

[retrouvaiiled]

Could you uh. Possibly write me a little Gerard snippet for aftercare w lots of pet names n really lovey dovey shit- 🫶🏻😶 just very daddy Gerard

yes ofc, just for you love! i rlly hope littlespace is good w u too

warnings: littlespace, mentions of use of safeword, pet names, tooth rotting fluff.

“cinnamon!” you blurted out, gerard immediately pulling out and releasing his strong grip around your neck. “angel, whats wrong?” he asked quickly, before realizing you had slipped. it'd been a while since you had, but he knew what to do.

gerard started running a bath while he got one of your favorite onesies and a sippy cup for after. gerard filled up the bath with bubbles before setting you down in it. gerard smiled as he saw you giggling and playing with the bubbles.

“bubble!” you squeaked out as gerard scrubbed your hair with shampoo. “y'like it, doll?” he asked, receiving a happy nod from his baby. gerard rinsed your hair and pulled you out, drying you off and getting your clothes and dressing you and himself.

gerard put on a movie and tucked you in before going to fill up your sippy cup with chocolate milk, coming back and handing it to you before getting in and holding you in his arms.

“love yu, daddy” you mumbled, before falling asleep in his embrace.

“love you too, my sweet little angel.”

[ador3him]

pls send request for my chem xoxxoxoxo

[z0mbiefrank]

by popular demand here is the TOAST POST!

gerard is a homemade jam. sweet little berries that can be tart too. dedication and passion put into every jar. touch too long and your fingers come away stained like blood

ray is a beautiful poached egg. hearty and full of protein. delivers brilliant flavour without the need for fancy trimmings, but equally performs well with a wide range of ingredients. you can travel culinary continents with a poached egg

mikey is sliced bananas and honey. a little unusual for a toast topping but a universal pleaser. a sweet weekend treat you would make with your family. bonus points for making the banana slices into a face

frank is peanut butter. reliable and always sat waiting in your pantry ready to go. eat it straight out of the jar whilst stoned or crying. peanut butter understands.

[chemical-killjoy]

Hai!

Can you do Roommates AU with Gerard and Female!Reader?

OK so this is suuuuuper fluffy and kind of got away from me... anyway, let me know if you want a more *intimate* and fluffy part 2

Pancake Prince

“Uuuuuugh,” you grumbled, leaving the safety of your bedroom and flopping face down on the lounge in the living room to your apartment. It was a hot night, and you were in your favourite pyjama shorts and singlet, but that was the great thing about sharing an apartment with your bestie: you could do what you want, wear what you want... Even if it was pyjamas at 4 in the afternoon.

Gerard laughed, pausing the TV.

“What's up, sugar? Rough night?” Gerard asked with a smirk.

“Nugh-uh,” you agreed into the fabric of the seat. You sat up.

“I remember it all,” you said, in a dramatic voice, sweeping your arms out wide. “Actually, come to think of it, I can't remember past Daisy dropping me off outside our building.”

Gerard laughed. “Yeah, figures. Care for a refresher?”

“Do I really wanna know?”

“Good question,” Gerard said with a devilish smirk. “Let's see. You called me, forgot we were on the phone, complained about not being able to find a way inside our own fuckin' house, and then I had to hauled you inside after you passed out.” Gerard left off the part about helping you change into your pyjamas, tucking you in, and making sure you were OK until he fell asleep himself. He didn't want to creep you out or anything.

“Of course I did.” You said, face-palming. “Well, thank you, my hero.”

“Prince.” Gerard replied seriously, without missing a beat.

“What?”

“I prefer prince, actually.”

“Wha- Why? What are you the prince of Gee?” You indulged him, cackling at the unexpected joke.

“Pancakes,” He replied, face and tone serious, humour displayed only in his eyes.

“And why is that?”

“Step into my office!” Gerard declared, dramatically strutting to the kitchen.

You hummed as you smelt the pancakes and freshly cut fruit the second you walked into the kitchen.

“Damn, you're not the prince, you're the king!” You said, squeezing Gerard in a quick hug and grabbing a plate.

“Yeah but Pancake King doesn't have the same ring, does it?” Gerard asked.

“True, true. So what's the occasion?” You asked.

“Well, I thought you might need a pick-me-up after yesterday,” Gerard spoke gently, rubbing the back of his neck.

And then you remembered why you went out drinking last night.

“Aah, fuck me!” You whined, and flopped to the kitchen floor. Yesterday was a spectacular level of shit, in which you lost both your job and found out the guy you'd been hoping to ask out (finally gaining the courage after a few months) was, in fact, taken.

“Well, at least let me take you to dinner first!” Gerard said, joining you on the floor.

“I mean, at this point, I'd be happy to just slut it out. Like, show interest in me and fine. I'm just sick of this shit. Maybe I'm just unlovable? I'm like...” you looked around. “I'm like that tissue over there. Beside the bin. I couldn't even make it to the bin.”

Gerard knew you too well to let you succumb to your own stupid, dramatic sad spiral.

“Baby, please, you're more than the tissue. You're the whole bin!” You gasped and slapped his arm, both of you laughing. You couldn't help but blush a little at the nickname.

“C'mon, you know you're too good for him anyway. And who needs a guy when you have me? And pancakes?” Gerard pointed up at the pancakes. “And jobs are just conforming to the man. We don't endorse that.”

You smirked at your best friend. “I mean you're right. I may be desperate for touch and affection but who needs a boyfriend when I have you? A boyfriend without the perks?”

“I am the perks, I made pancakes!” Gerard gasped, hand on chest in fake shock.

“Yeah, you're pretty perky.”

“Fuck you, you know I'm prickly, you're the one who's perky.” Gerard's eyes went to your chest and back up, teasing in more ways than one.

“Don't bring your prick or my tits into this, Pancake Prince.”

“That's King Pancake to you.”

“What does that make me?”

Gerard snorted before he could get his own joke out.

“What?!” you demanded, all smiles as you playfully slapped his arm again.

“Hungry!” Gerard declared, falling over laughing. You continued your gentle assault on his arm as he playfully fought back, until the two of you were side by side on the floor, stomachs sore with laughter. When you caught your breath, you looked over at your friend and smiled.

“I am pretty hungry, actually.” you said, with a soft smile.

“Mmm?” Gerard asked. “Hungry, or thirsty?” he said with a wink.

“Little of both,” you said with a shrug, leaning into Gerard... Then putting your hand on his chest and pushing yourself to your feet. You offered Gerard your hand to help him up, but once you were both up, he didn't let go of your hand.

“What?” you asked, head tilted to the side.

“You really don't remember any of last night, huh?” Gerard said, softly, the playful glint in his eyes turning a little... anxious?

You furrowed your brows. “No, why? Did I do something? I'm really sorry if I did.”

When Gerard didn't say anything, you spoke again.

“Gee, what happened?”

“Look, I don't wanna make you uncomfortable with this, but you kind of said something that maybe made it sound a little bit like you possibly-”

“Fuck, just tell me!” You interrupted.

But Gerard continued as though you hadn't, “-love me. As more than a friend.”

You stared at him blankly. He stared at you, hand still in yours.

“I didn't want to freak you out so I was gonna tell you over pancakes, cause I know my best friend's favourite breakfast. I dunno, I'm sorry, maybe I heard wrong or you were just drunk or something, but I thought lately about how we've both been super flirty and I kinda thought that maybe...” Gerard trailed off, looking at you.

“I wasn't just drunk.” You said, tucking your hair behind your ear. “I, um. I realised I've been pushing aside my feelings for you, I guess I must've just babbled it out.”

“You did seem pretty adamant for a girl who was struggling to take your shoes off.”

You snorted at that and a thought crossed your head. “Did you dress me in my jammies?”

“That's what's most important to you right now?”

“I don't know, I just think it was just super sweet of you. We both know I would've destroyed that dress if I tried to sleep in it.” You thought of the skin tight faux-leather and how it'd tear, or strangle you in your sleep... not fun.

“You know I feel the same, right?” Gerard said, pulling you a little closer and disrupting your thoughts. “I don't make just anyone pancakes, y'know.”

You scrunched up your nose. “We're those idiots, aren't we?”

You and Gerard would spend many nights, coming home from work half-dead, and become immovable couch potatoes, eating Chinese take-away and watching cheesy movies. And of those movies, half were horror (Gerard's pick) and half were rom-coms (your pick). You were always screaming at the TV about how the characters should just know they're in love with each other and talk it out. Gerard always agreed with you but was too busy watching you get invested to really see what was happening in the movie.

Gerard just nodded.

“Oh, fuck that,” you said, pulling Gerard toward you and kissing him. Gerard pulled you closer then rested his forehead against yours.

“Y/N... I have something to tell you...” Gerard looked deeply into your eyes. “If we're gonna do this...,” he turned his head, and you felt anxiety grow in your stomach. “You're gonna need to brush your teeth.”

“Get fucked!” You screeched as Gerard laughed. “Fine, fine! But you have to decorate some pancakes for me while I do, OK, King Pancake?”

Gerard bowed deeply, waving a hand. “As you wish, my queen.” Then he kissed you on the forehead and pushed you towards the bathroom. You smiled as you brushed your teeth, excited for this new beginning.

Taglist: @fandomfoodiedancer @niche-bitch @fedorable-killjoys @smiling-girl

[lxversblog]

Hiii I wan wonder if you could write for 2019 gerard way and fem reader were there a age gap just dating headcannons are good 💕💕

HIII YES OFCCCC

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DATING 2019 GERARD WAY

FEM READER X GERARD WAY

warnings:none just age gap and fluff

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• he would spoil you at any chance he gets what’s the point in having all that money if he can’t use it

• calls you darling,baby,babe, or princess

• comic book dates while listening to him talk about the art of all of it

• cute art museum dates with your morning starbucks

• speaking of starbucks runs yall would go every morning to starbucks he’s a coffee guy what can he say

• if you loved to read he’d take you to any books store

• hand gently on your leg always in the car while you control the music

• would definitely collect records and if you do too there would be a lot of thrift dates or dates at the record shop

• hanging out with mikey’s kids whenever he comes over

• definitely a cuddler in his sleep and will pull you closer and nuzzle up

• he would let you play with his hair

• in his eyes your his princess he’d do anything for you

• not afraid to go out and by your tampons or pads

• will get you some comfort food if your cramping and will come home and make you a nice pallet in the bed

LEMME KNOW IF YOU WANT PART 2

[spittingbloodandscreaming]

I'm not sure if u write for poly relationships but if you do could you write gerard x reader x ray ? I love them both so much maybe something fluffy or like general dating headcanons :]]]

I LOVE THIS!!! Absolutely adorable!! And ofc I write for poly ships! I did see ur other ask and it is masc reader but it doesn't play too much of a part here hope that's chillski

Gerard Way x Masc Reader x Ray Toro daiting hcs

Ray and Gerard i know in my heart and soul would be the World's Best Boyfriends™️.

Gerard would draw you so often it'd be a little creepy if he wasn't with you. He has books drawers and binders full of sketches of you just sitting on the couch or cooking or whatever it is you may be doing. If Gerard witnessed it he's drawn it.

Ray would play the guitar for you in the “mom look what I can do” way. He'd pull you away from whatever you're doing for a few minutes to show you something he's been working on

He'd also love to teach you if you're interested!! He's you're number one supporter and you may be bias but you'd say he's the world's best teacher too

Gerard favorite activity is misplacing your jackets so you have to wear his. Thinks it's the cutest thing when you wear them

You like malls right? Now you do. Foodcourt dates are a solid at least once a week thing.

Wherever you go together they both show you off like a good report card.

“Look at my boyfriend. Look. Look at him. Mikey look at my byfriwnd. Frank fklook lookat him. Look.” has been said 17 billion times.

You guys watch movies together always!! They're both practically on top of you during. You could swear there trying to crawl into your ribcage in the middle of Texas Chainsaw Massacre.

Speaking of crawling inside your ribs they both try to hold you while they sleep so you end up with Ray holding onto you for dear life and Gerard sprawled across the both of you

You have to beg them to let go of your hands in the store. You need at least one to shop but cmon!! They just wanna be with you always.

Gerard usually ends up giving your hand back and just holds onto your waist like you'll run away if he's not touching SOMETHING on you.

Ray is a really big jacket and shirt holder over. He'll hold onto your sleeve or bag strap or the hood or your coat

They both love pda. They think it's weird NOT to kiss and hold hands in public. They aren't weird about it or anything they just want a little kiss in target that's all

This is so silly I had so much fun writing it :3

[anaiscrazy]

Power Outage

Gerard way x reader

Summary: the power goes out and reader is scared, so Gerard gives her comfort//Microfic!

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You and Gerard where cuddled up watching a romance movie together, when the power went out “crap the power went out” gerard said annoyed. You sighed with disappointment as you’re favorite part of the movie was happening when the power went out. Just then there was a loud clap of thunder and you jumped into his arms “ohh” he said flirtatiously, “I don’t know you where scared of storms” “y-yeah” you mumbled nervously. “C’mon kitten, let’s cuddle and fall asleep” he whispered in your ear, picking you up bridal style and bringing you to bed. He sat you down on the bed and began cuddling you tight. Every time there would be thunder or lightening you would jump. After a while you started to fall asleep. When you fell asleep Gerard decided to go get another blanket, just the. You woke up “mmmh Gerard? Gerard where are you” you said now sort of freaking out” “ohh kitten, I wasn’t leaving, just getting another blanket” he said as he covered you with the new blanket as you fell asleep.

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[lunarwritesthings]

Standing In The Sun

Paring: Husband!Gerard x F!Reader Fandom: My Chemical Romance Request: Yes, by anon Summary: No one prepared a famous singer for the troubles that would come with it, but your famous husband is there to understand and comfort you.

A/n: I apologize for this taking so long to come out and how short it is, but life has been rough recently. I'm slowly getting back into the swing of things.

Gerard Way was the frontman of the band My Chemical Romance, and he was married to you, a female singer in her own band.

Gerard knew what it was like to be famous because he had been there before, and he helped you through the problems that came with being in the spotlight.

That doesn't always mean you can be prepared to handle the problem because eventually, the tension builds up from the stress of fame, and the pressure of having to be a certain way becomes overwhelming.

That tension leads to how Gerard found you. Curled up in a ball on the floor of your office crying. He doesn't ask any questions. Instead, he just offers you comfort knowing you'll talk when ready.

As time passed you slowly calmed down thanks to the comfort from Gerard. Once Gerard knows you're calm enough, he asks about what happened and just listens to you talk.

Once you've finished talking he'd offer advice or just continue offering you comfort in the form of hugs and cuddles.

Gerard never judged you for how you reacted and handled situations like this. He was always understanding. It was not easy being famous. It was like everything else in life. It has ups and downs, pros and cons. Yet it was always easier with someone who is supportive and understanding by your side.

When life brings dark clouds into your day, all you need to do is find the sun and stand in it. Once you do that you'll know everything will be alright.

[sleepy-gee]

Gerard Way Master list - all of my fics that have to do with g way :P

Key:

Fluff - ✧ Angst - x Self insert - ❤(color depends- red means fem!reader, blue is masc!reader, purple means gn!reader) Bold title means oneshot. italic means multiple chapters Finished multichapter fic - !

*note- some of these fics dont have their own tumblr posts because i started to use this account a little while after i had begun writing :]

let it snow: ao3 / tumblr 💜┊ ✧

Your first Christmas with your husband.

snowed in: ao3 / tumblr 💜┊ ✧

A snow storm blows out the power, leaving you trapped in an ATM vestibule with a certain celebrity crush of yours.

the weather outside is frightful: ao3 / tumblr 💙┊ ✧

Christmas in the Zones- Who would've thought such a thing existed? It's barely celebrated because of hundreds of reasons- The desert isn't the most Christmas-y climate, everything you find is used for survival, and there aren't any goddamn trees to decorate. Still, that doesn't mean the spirit of it is lost- Renamed 'Giving Day', celebrated through a vigil, you find yourself getting the best, yet most unexpected gift of all.

i love you to the bones: ao3 💜┊x

(inspired by the netflix original movie 'to the bone') Life has been worse than the shit they stuff inside the cigarettes you so desperately crave.. But at least he's there.

nights like this: ao3 💜┊x

Gender neutral reader is struggling from recovering from an eating disorder. Gerard comforts them.

Cold Nights & Warm Hugs: ao3 💜┊ ✧

It's been a little rough, but luckily, as you sit outside in the dead of night and in the freezing rain, you aren't alone.

mascara: ao3 / tumblr 💜┊x

Going out with a vampire wasn't easy. Especially because of their short tempers.(OR: vamp!gee accidentally hurts human!reader)

[xxfanfiction-emo-trinityxx]

Kiss - Gerard Way x Reader

Prompt: K: Kiss (How do they react to a kiss? Flustered? Happy? Surprised?) (from this list) Reader: can be read as any gender (no pronouns used) Warnings: alcohol mention, food consumption (sweets) Word count: 1 369 A/N: Let’s ignore the energy bill and climate change for the sake of fiction.

The ice underneath the blades of your skates was slippery but you were glad you held a good balance. Even with the hand that was tightly clasped around your gloved fingers. You chuckled as Gerard tightened his grip on you, swaying slightly on his skates while you were gliding along in the thinning out crowd, late at night at your city’s ice rink, right in the middle of the Christmas market.

The surrounding buildings were already decorated with Christmas lights, the stalls that were built up on one side of the ice rink still selling their goods, ranging from tiny window decorations and figures, over soaps, baking equipment, sweets, mulled wine and savoury snacks. And right beside the rink stood the tallest Christmas tree you had ever seen. It was decorated in reds and golds, thousands of tiny lights illuminating the dark around you beautifully.

Before getting your ticket to the ice rink, Gerard and you had wandered over the market, hand in hand, looking at all the stalls. He had treated you to caramelised almonds, taking way too much delight in feeding you with them. You had felt a little childish, doing something so terribly cheesy so publicly, but nobody around you had minded, and while the glimmer in Gerard’s eyes had made the burn on your cheeks all the worse, the sight was definitely worth the slight embarrassment. What made it even stranger was that while yes, you were on a date together, and not the first one either, you were not really dating yet. At least you didn’t think you were.

Gerard had always been rather held back, and when he had not kissed you after a handful of dates, had barely managed to ask to take your hand, you had not been sure if he was even as interested in you as you were in him. But he had kept asking you out, always making sure to arrange the next meeting before the end of the current one, as if to leave no doubt that he wanted to keep seeing you.

A few dates ago you had carefully tried to ask him about it, when he had drawn back as you had slightly leant in, hoping he would let you kiss him. He had been a blushing stuttering mess, but the message had come across: he was shy and wanted to take things slowly. Which you were more than okay with. Only that you were not sure how slow “slowly” was. By now he had no problem holding your hand or feeding you sweets, but sometimes, whenever his eyes flickered to your lips, his cheeks would turn an adorable pink and he would avert his eyes.

Now his fingers clutched around yours once more as he struggled to keep his balance on the ice.

“This was a really bad idea,” he stated, a mixture of a chuckle and a whine, as he held out his free arm, trying to stabilise himself.

“Don’t worry, you’re doing just fine,” you assured him with a grin, squeezing his hand shorty. “Besides, it wasn’t me who suggested it.”

“I thought it would be romantic, but this is just embarrassing,” Gerard whined, almost punching an elderly lady, who skated by, as he flared around his arm, before breaking into a string of excuses to the lady who had not even noticed.

For a moment you blinked in surprise at his words. He had wanted this to be romantic. Yes, of course this was a date, but you had not even considered that he was making an active effort to make this romantic. For you.

“Okay, okay, stop. Calm down,” you snapped back into the moment, realising how hard Gerard was fighting to stay upright. Quickly you skated in front of him, turning so you were skating backwards, and taking hold of both his hands. “Try bending your knees, and don’t lean forwards so far,” you recommended.

Gerard followed your advice surprisingly well, which quickly stopped his swaying.

“See? You’re doing amazing!”

“How can you say that? I’m making a complete fool of myself,” he rolled his eyes. You could see how hard he was concentrating on keeping his balance, while following your instructions, and it almost made you laugh. Which would have been unfair, since you had started out way worse than him the first time you had ice skated.

“You’re not, trust me, Gee,” you smiled, squeezing his hands reassuringly. “Do you want to take a break?”

At his relieved nod, you looked over your shoulder and stirred him over to the barrier, intending for him grab onto the reel besides you, but he seemed to have gotten enough skill with which way he wanted to go, because instead of bumping against the barrier at your side, he caught you trapped between it and himself, holding onto the edge with hands at both of your sides. Surprised you looked at him, finding he was looking at you already, his eyes shimmering with an intensity you had not yet seen with him.

“Can I kiss you?”

His question took you aback, but the jump your heart made at his question was undeniable. The lights of the Christmas tree behind your back reflected in Gerard’s eyes, which were, for the first time, unashamedly fixed on your lips.

Quickly you nodded, uncertain whether you could phrase any words right now. But your nod seemed to be good enough for Gerard and secretly you were glad he did not tease you for your lack of words.

Instead his lips met yours, cold from the freezing winter air, but with his warmth quickly melting through. His kiss was soft, but full of emotion as his chapped lips moved carefully against yours. You felt him shiver when you placed a hand at his waist while he held onto the barrier behind you with both hands, just pulling himself a little closer so his body was flush against yours. Through the thick jackets you could even feel his chest expanding with each shaky breath he took and then released to fan warmly over your cheeks.

“Thank you for being so patient with me,” he whispered after he had pulled away from the kiss, barely far enough to properly see his face.

Blinking up at him, you smiled softly. “There’s nothing to thank me for,” you whispered, brushing a strand of hair out of his forehead that poked out from underneath his beanie.

“But it’s-“

“Nothing, you hear me?” Quickly you pressed another kiss to his lips, this time to the corner of his mouth, making him smile and look up at you from underneath his lashes. It made you want to kiss him all over again, all over his face, peppering every inch you could reach, but you resisted the urge, and just smiled back as he took a shaky breath.

“Okay,” he decided. “I think I’m ready to try again.”

Carefully he let go of the reeling.

“We don’t have to, you know,” you reminded him. “If you’d rather get off the ice we can do that too.”

“No,” Gerard shook his head. “I want to learn. And I get a good excuse to hold your hand.”

Following his words, he took your right hand into his left.

“You don’t need an excuse to do that,” you giggled, but closed your fingers around his.

“I know. But still. Besides, I was kind of hoping-“

He stopped himself, before he had finished the sentence, a new blush burning on his cheeks.

“What were you hoping for,” you asked curiously, studying his embarrassed face more closely as you pulled away from the reeling. How could anyone look so devastatingly pretty?

“I don’t know,” he shrugged, not daring to meet your amused eyes, as he carefully followed you back in line with the few people who were still doing rounds. “I mean… there is still the possibility of both of us falling and us accidentally kissing.”

His words were quiet, but stunned you for a third time that night. When you saw him glance at you, checking your reaction from the corner of his eyes, you shook your head with a chuckle.

“That can be arranged, you know?”

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Kinda odd and specific request?? But can you do one where tattoo artist bf frank is with fem!reader who's a kindergarten teacher and everyone just questions their relationship because they're complete total opposites, just pure chaotic fluff honestly.

Frank iero x fem!reader

Requested: anon

Genre: fluff

Word count: 492

You are a kindergarten teacher called Mrs. Iero and it was a little stressful at sometimes.

Frank is a tattoo artist. He loved getting and doing tattoos. It was a pretty cool talent he had, and interest that you thought was pretty cool.

When days would get stressful Frank would cuddle you and make you feel good and all that stuff.

~

I was a Friday and you just got back from work. You had to pick up Frank from work since you guys only had one car and his work is on your way to the school.

You had your iPod plugged into your car and you were listening to some deftones. I was one of your favorite bands.

You pull into the parking spot of the tattoo shop.

You get out of your car and open the door.

Frank is doing some guy’s tattoo and glanced up at you. His face had a huge smile when he saw you. “Hey baby!” Frank says “I’m about to be done with this guy’s tattoo! I’ll be dome in like 10 mins!”

You smile. “Ok.”

“So how was your day, babe?” Frank asked.

“Hectic. It was the children’s Christmas party today so I had to help plan out everything, help decorate, all that stuff.” You say in a firm voice.

“Calm down babe.” Frank finishes up with the tattoo. “There you go my guy.” Frank whispers to him.

Frank takes off his gloves and walks over to you.

“Come here I miss you.” Frank says softly.

Frank hugs you tightly and you hug him back.

“I missed you too, Frankie..” you whisper.

“I’m clocking out guys! Bye!” Frank waves at his co-workers.

Frank grabs your hand and you both walk to the car.

You two stop holding hands and get in the car.

And you guys drive off.

~

You guys get home and the second the door is closed you two both start making out.

Frank rubs your sides.

“Can we just… c-cuddle on th- the… the couch…” you say though kisses.

Frank pulls off of you. “Of course. You know how much I missed your cuddles all day. Been craving them.” Frank giggles.

You blush and playfully hit Frank. “you’re silly..” you say.

“Let’s go lay down in bed instead. I know your back is killing.” Frank says rubbing your back.

“Mmm.. yeah..” you say in a sleepy tone.

Frank Leads you upstairs to your guys’ room.

You get up there and Frank grabs you at the top of the stairs. “Hey!! Put me down! I can get to bed by myself!” You laugh.

“Shh.. Princess..” Frank mumbles.

He plops you on the bed and pulls the covers over you. He gets In bed and snuggles up to you.

You scratch Frank’s scalp with you’re nails.

“Mmm..” Frank gets more cuddly from that.

“I love you, Frankie.” You say softly.

“Love you too, (Y/N)..” Frank falls asleep.

You fall asleep too.