#mcr masterlist

[oldiesstationlover11607]

Wow...I loved Opener! Can you write with Gerard in 2019? Gerard is dating the reader, but he feels insecure because she is younger.

Thank's for liking it! I tried my best with this one - hope you like it!

What's Wrong? - Reunion!Gerard Way x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Age Gap (legal)

Word Count: 648

‘My Chemical Romance Announces Reunion,’ the headline flashed across almost every post on my Instagram feed. 

“Well, they finally know,” I said, looking up at Gerard. He sat up in our bed pulling me in close. 

“Yeah, they do,” he sighed. I could hear my phone buzzing with notifications from our close friends and family about the band’s news. They were the few people that knew about Gee and I’s relationship. 

“What’s wrong? I thought you were excited to make music with the boys again,” I turned to face him straight on. I could tell he was keeping something from me, his energy was off. 

“Huh?” He seemed to be in his head, something that happened a lot with him. 

“I said, what’s wrong?” I got up out of bed and grabbed my sweater, ready to grab Gee his morning coffee. He let out a loud sigh, running his hands over his face and stretching out his arms. 

“It’s nothing, Honey.”

“Do I need to call Mikey?” I was starting to get worried. Gee always communicated how he felt with me–it was what made our relationship work. I wasn’t prepared to let that change now. 

“I said it’s nothing!” He snapped, making me flinch. I turned around and walked out into the kitchen to make him a coffee, waiting for him to get out of bed. I couldn’t possibly imagine what the issue was. He didn’t seem anxious about being back on stage, or writing music for My Chem again, or even about being on a long tour. Mikey had told me Gerard had always struggled being away from home when on tour but I didn’t think that would be the issue. With my head hanging I placed his coffee on a coaster on the counter. 

“I get it if you don’t want to tell me what’s wrong but I’m here if you need me,” I muttered. Gerard took a sip of his coffee, letting out a relaxed breath. 

“Did you know that you’re 18 years younger than me? You’re 27 and I’m 45,” he spoke. Of course I knew that, it had never been an issue between us before. I didn’t know why it was an issue now. I nodded along, waiting for him to continue. “I don’t think you should come on tour with me.”

“What?” I definitely wasn’t expecting that. 

“You heard me Y/N,” he announced. He had to be joking, of course I was going with them. “I love you, you know I love you. I just–I don’t want the fans to have an issue with our relationship, all the others are married to people their age and if you get upset or hurt–” Of course he was comparing us to the others. I couldn’t believe that he was worried I’d get hurt from this. I was tough, I wasn’t going to break down just because some people had an issue with our relationship. The others’ partners were a totally different story, Frank had been with Jamia forever, Mikey had been with Kristin for a few years now, Ray practically had his whole life sorted out–Gerard and I were just different. “I can’t handle you getting hurt.” His hands started to shake, his vulnerability displaying itself clearly. 

“Hey, hey,” I cupped his face, “I don’t need you being insecure about our relationship. We are happy together, right?” he nodded slowly, “And none of our friends or family have an issue with us?” he shook his head slowly, “So we’re going to be fine.” His nerves seemed to subside as I reassured him everything would be okay. 

“Are you sure? I just don’t want–” 

“I’m sure honey,” I flashed him a soft smile before pressing my lips to his. He kissed back tiredly, his eyes still semi-heavy from the long night’s sleep. It was going to be okay. 

“I guess we’re going on tour.”

//

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Masterlist

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fluff°🧸 smut°⭐️ dark/light dark°⚰️

(⚰️EX:Weird stuff?, blood, Uncomfy stuff<shrug>)

Monster x Mediator

•Nauseaxe404

×Superstar ⭐️⚰️

×Sleep 🧸

Pressure

•Sebastian Solace

×Discount ⭐️

×One⭐️

Scott Pilgrim

•Gideon

. . .empty

•Matthew

. . .empty

MCR

•Gerard Way

×Blood Sucker ⭐️⚰️

[partypoisonzz]

Masterlist

Key

🔥 = smut

💕 = fluff

💔 = angst

🏜 = Danger Days/Killjoys AU

☘ = threesome/poly fic

🧁 = microfic

Gerard Way

pup. (🔥)

(reader puts her puppy in his place. sub!gerard.)

drowning innocent wolves (🔥)

(a/b/o au. gerard goes into rut. luckily, the reader is there to help him out. alpha, dom-leaning gerard, due to the rut alone.)

i'll do anything you say (if you say it with your hands) (🔥)

(the party poison costume causes the reader to embrace their hand kink. dom!gerard, with heavy switch vibes.)

someone call the doctor, someone call the nurse (🔥)

(medical au. reader is a doctor. gerard is her pretty nurse who she fucks on lunch breaks. sub!gerard with degradation and aftercare.)

clean me off (i'm so dirty, babe) (🔥☘💕)

(reader is struggling with the hassles of dealing with her period while on tour with the boys. frank offers a fun way to get rid of her cramps. dom!frank, with poly gerard/reader/frank heavily implied.)

we must never be apart (🔥)

(drummer!reader and gerard have some fun backstage before pro rev. sub!gerard.)

i'm dressing up like a cat (🔥)

(a very bratty gerard gets pegged in the cat costume. sub!gerard.)

put me in a movie (🔥🧁)

(gerard and reader have a habit of fucking while watching horror movies. things get interesting, of course. dom!gerard if you squint.)

aftercare (💕🧁)

(gerard gets taken care of after rough sex.)

basement gee, cheerleader edition (💕🧁)

(basement gerard wears the cheerleader dress. reader is more than pleased.)

get loved, make more (try to stay alive) (🔥🧁)

(reader and gerard are trying to conceive. domestic bliss with a side of breeding kink.)

Frank Iero

(it feels good) to know you're mine (🔥)

(reader and frank have a quickie on the backstage couch before a show. dom!frank, daddy kink.)

i'll be your detonator (🔥)

(reader has an app-controlled vibrator. frank has way too much fun with it. dom!frank.)

got so sick (i thought i'd die) (🔥)

(frank has another cold. his sick voice earns him a blowjob from the reader. sub!frank.)

clean me off (i'm so dirty, babe) (🔥☘💕)

(reader is struggling with the hassles of dealing with her period while on tour with the boys. frank offers a fun way to get rid of her cramps. dom!frank, with poly gerard/reader/frank heavily implied.)

not just in jersey (🔥)

(reader and frank return from a party, still tipsy. drunken bickering leads to a clumsy tryst. sub!frank.)

snap a shot with the lens (🔥)

(reader's lingerie pictures have been driving frank crazy all tour. luckily for him, he gets to be her personal photographer when he gets home. dom!frank.)

Mikey Way

singing vows before we exchange smoke rings (🔥💕)

(reader is the merch girl during the bullets era. she and mikey get some one-on-one time to talk, smoke weed, and fuck in the back of the van.)

i just want to break you down so badly (in the worst way) (🔥)

(after-hours dryhumping on the tour bus. with feelings, of course.)

Ray Toro

we can live forever (if you've got the time) (🔥🏜)

(jet patches reader up after a clap gone wrong. comfort sex on the diner floor ensues. sub!jet.)

better late than never (🔥)

(reader isn't patient enough to quietly keep ray warm while he works. their disobedience is dealt with... almost. dom!ray.)

[hesitant-angel]

hesitant-angel is typing...

| my masterlist !! general info

MY CHEMICAL ROMANCE! ★

GERARD WAY

- period comfort headcannons - gerard x reader (fluff?)

MIKEY WAY

- being highschool sweethearts - mikey x reader (headcannons)

FRANK IERO

- coming soon!

RAY TORO

- coming soon!

★ everything is sorted by who is in the fic! — ex: title - ship x ship ( type )

[chemical-killjoy]

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Hey! I go by Scarlet/Scar and my pronouns are she/her (probably?). I'm a 21 yo Aussie writer. I write fanfics, poems, I occasionally make art, and I scream about my hyperfixations a lot. This blog is mostly just my hyperfixations and fandom stuff, with a little mental health mixed in.

Here's a link to my MASTERLIST (requests are OPEN and encourage)

Here's a link if you really love my stuff and want to buy me a ko-fi (or if you just think I'm really cute and not unbearably annoying)

Aaaaand one final link (it's not what you think)

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[maweallgotohell]

*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ masterlist *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ

GOTHAM

✧Jerome Valeska✧

╰┈➤> articles series:

part 1

part 2

part 3

╰┈➤> Brother's Assistant series:

part 1

╰┈➤> imagines (are marked with '*')

Amnesia*

artist reader*

singer reader*

•cute scenarios pt.1*

✧ Cameron ✧

╰┈➤> random stories

Halloween MF

MCR

✧Gerard Way✧

╰┈➤> fanfictions

I'll make you try to stay (only on wattpad until now)

[skulla-rxcks]

Masterlist (will update)

Request info

♥︎ - smut

♡︎ - eventual smut

★ - fluff

✧ - violent, graphic or extreme content

The links in RED take you to ao3.

most of these are also on my wattpad

S T R A Y K I D S

Oneshots

Felix - makeup smudges ♥︎ ★ // Felix - tired ★ // Felix - ribbon♥︎

Chan - unexpected activities ♥︎ // Chan - bedpost ♥︎ // Chan - missed me? ♥︎★ // Chan - backstage noises ♥︎★

Chan - lollipop ♥︎ // Hyunjin - Mr rabbit ♥︎★ // Changbin - training ♥︎ // Chan - the lines on your wrists ★

Changbin - birthday kisses ★ // Changbin - bottles and tears ♥︎ ✧ // Changbin - begging for pleasure ♥︎ // Han - Needed that ♥︎// misung - sweeter than honey ♥︎

Seungmin - a self given gift ♥︎ // Chan - cookies and naps ★ // Chan - wrong button ♥︎ // Minho - words, words, words ♥︎★ // Minho - I’ll show you ♥︎

Thoughts

Chan - moody after work ♥︎ // Chan - aftercare ♥︎★ // Hyunjin - finger fucking ♥︎

Reactions

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Series

Hyunjin - I like you more than a roommate ★♡︎

chan + ot8 - because you’re mine ♡︎✧

DC

nightwing - patched up ★ // nightwing - I wish you’d stay another night ★♥︎

Cry of fear

♥︎ ✧ we met on the rooftops , ♥︎ ✧shoot me, noose me , ★ I won’t leave your side , ♥︎ alleyway bjs , ♥︎✧ blood lust

——————————————————My Chemical Romance

Oneshots

Mcr oneshots ♥︎★

Series

Girl on the road - Gerard Way ♡︎★ // Betrayal Bomb- Frank iero ♡︎★✧

[celebrated-amongst-the-gurneys]

Masterlist

💞= Fluff 💔= Angst ❤️‍🔥= Smut

Gerard Way / Party Poison

Bullets Era

Revenge Era

Black Parade Era

Danger Days Era

Return Era

✖✖✖

Ray Toro / Jet Star

Bullets Era

Revenge Era

Black Parade Era

Danger Days Era X-O-X-O (Jet Star x Fun Ghoul x Reader) ❤️‍🔥

Return Era

✖✖✖

Mikey Way / Kobra Kid

Bullets Era

Revenge Era

Black Parade Era

Danger Days Era Keep You Safe Tonight (Kobra Kid x Reader) 💞

Return Era

✖✖✖

Frank Iero / Fun Ghoul

Bullets Era

Revenge Era

Black Parade Era

Danger Days Era X-O-X-O (Jet Star x Fun Ghoul x Reader) ❤️‍🔥

Return Era

[bestmcrsongpolls]

I'm Procrastinating

so because of this I will be running a few more polls, i'm not sure how long this is going to last (probably like three rounds at most).

Round one (July 20)

Bullets

Three Cheers

The Black Parade

Danger Days

Conventional Weapons

Miscellaneous

Round Two (who the fuck knows?)

[findanotherway-priceyoupay]

Updated this bad boy with all the shows I could find from this year’s tour! Also added Frank’s LS Dunes shows. I’m going to continue to upload whatever else I can find, as well as fixing any broken links or deleted videos.

Enjoy!

[oldiesstationlover11607]

Hey! I loved your work! Can you write something with Gerard on the reunion tour and a reader who is a singer and is opening for the tour? (I'm sorry if it's confusing, English is not my first language)

HI! Thank you so much for liking my writing. I hope you like this one! let me know if you're looking for something different though.

Opener - Reunion!Gerard Way x GN!Reader

Pairing: Gerard x GN!Reader

Warnings: None!

Word Count: 1,456

Summary: You open for MCR on the reunion tour

My Chemical Romance. Reunion Tour. With Y/N. Those were the words displayed on the large signs in front of the venue. We had been on tour for a few weeks then, but the nerves never subsided. I pulled out my entry pass and walked through the backstage halls towards my dressing room. My soundcheck wasn’t for another hour, but I thought I’d go and scout out the stage area. I grabbed a Coke from the mini fridge and found my way to the stage entrance. Music was playing, but I was sure that was just the crew checking the speakers. Oh, how I was wrong. The whole crew was setting up instruments, and Mikey, Ray, and Frank were soundchecking their instruments.

“Oh my god, I’m so sorry!” I stuttered, moving out of the way. Being on tour with My Chem had been a dream come true, but four weeks into the tour and little interaction with anyone in the band felt isolating, to say the least–especially since I was a solo artist.

“Wait!” I heard a voice shout, and I turned around to see someone standing up at the very back of the venue. I squinted through the lights and saw they were waving me over. Trying to avoid tripping over the cables lining the stage, I walked over to the figure. He was shorter than I expected him to be, his hair was long and brown, and he was dressed in a twilight t-shirt, a pair of jeans, and a green flannel. A twilight shirt. This 45-year-old man was wearing a twilight shirt. I almost had to restrain myself from laughing.

“Y/N, I’ve been trying to find a good time to talk to you, you know,” he smirked. Gerard Way was smirking at me.

“Wait really?” I questioned, shocked that the frontman of one of my favorite bands was wanting to talk to me.

“Yeah. I just wanted to say I’m really glad we’ve got you on tour with us. I actually chose you to open. Been a fan for a while.” I stayed silent, entirely shocked that he was saying anything to me at all–let alone that he liked my music.

“Are you okay? You look like you need something to drink or you’re going to pass out,” Gerard placed a hand on my shoulder and bent down to look in my eyes. I nodded quickly, starting to feel a little dizzy.

“Yeah, I think I need some water,” I mumbled.

“Mikey! Can you pass me my water?” he shouted, Mikey throwing a plastic water bottle halfway across the venue. Gerard ran to pick it up, opened it, and passed it to me. I took a drink and a few deep breaths.

“I think I’m okay now, thank you,” I smiled.

“Good. Now I think it might be time for you to do a soundcheck. It looks like the others are done.” He got up from his seat and walked back towards the stage as I stumbled behind him. “Oh, and after the show, come find me. I want to show you something,” he beamed, slipping behind the curtain and disappearing backstage.

Soundcheck went well, and I had gone through all of the songs for the night. I was playing for about two hours, so I headed backstage to relax, call some of my friends, and respond to any emails or social media stuff I needed to. This was when I opened up my Instagram and found the post, a photo of me from behind, sound checking next to a sketch of the same thing, Gerard’s name signed at the bottom. The caption, wonderfully put: Our opener is both fantastic and beautiful - see them tonight and every night of tour! They’re going to do amazing things with their art and I can’t wait to see where it takes them. Especially with me as their number 1 fan - G

Sorry, Gerard Way called me beautiful. This wasn’t happening. Notifications were popping up on every social platform, we were trending on Twitter, fan accounts on Instagram were posting, and my text messages were blowing up. But there was no time to go and talk to Gerard or anyone else because the stage manager was rushing me to the stage, shouting, “Ten minutes till show time!” over and over again. The gig went great; everything went well, and the fans seemed to react well to my performance. After I’d finished and had a shower, I put on some sweatpants and a hoodie to watch Gerard and the others play on the television screen in my dressing room. The group ended with sleep and came backstage for a quick break before the encore. I ran out to see Gerard, who was very clearly out of breath and trying desperately to catch it.

“We need to talk when you’re done,” I looked at him with crossed arms. He nodded, looking slightly terrified that I was mad at him. It definitely didn’t help that Frank wouldn’t shut up teasing him as I walked away. They all went back on stage to play Helena and Vampires. The sound of the crowd screaming could be heard on the other side of the venue, even with closed doors. I could hear the band finishing up as each one of them ran down the hallway to their dressing room, except one. I heard a loud knock sound from outside my room. It was him; it had to be him. Opening the door, I knew I was right. He stood there panting and looking like a sweaty mess.

“Hi,” he breathed, running a hand through his sweaty hair. I opened the door further to let him in, and he immediately collapsed onto the couch.

“You guys had a good show,” I muttered, trying to avoid the topic of his Instagram post.

“Thanks, it felt good. But that’s not why I’m here, Y/N,” he sat up, having finally caught his breath.

“Yeah, I guess you’re right.”

“I didn’t mean to cause an issue if you’re upset about the post. I just–I’m so fascinated with you… and your music. And god,” he gushed, “you’re so beautiful.” A smile grew on my face.

“You’re pretty cool too, Gerard.” I moved to sit next to him, and he scooted closer to me. I looked into his green eyes, desperately trying to read his mind. Was I insane, or did he feel something for me too? His hand moved up to cup my face, and I closed my eyes in response.

“Let’s both just breathe before we do anything we regret, okay?” I nodded, hoping he was going to kiss me. I felt the air enter my lungs and exit slowly before opening my eyes again. I felt a hand grip the back of my neck before my lips met his. They were rough, clearly desperate to feel something. I thought back to the teenager who had posters of My Chemical Romance on their bedroom walls and the reaction they would have if they knew what we were doing right then. The kid whose favorite song was Sleep, whose favorite music video was I’m Not Okay, who wished to be the very man before them. I was lucky, lucky that Gerard Way was sitting there showing me that every moment of disappointment it took to get here was worth it. I breathed through my nose, resting my arms around his shoulders and smiling into the kiss before it broke.

“I’m sorry, I had to,” Gerard rested his forehead against mine.

“It’s okay, Gee, I wanted it,” I ran my fingers through his hair, curls starting to form from the heat.

“Okay, you two, get a fucking room,” Frank laughed from the doorframe.

“We’re in a room!” I shouted, smiling brightly.

“Get another room!” Mikey shouted, walking past us. Finally being left alone, we moved into each other’s arms, finally cooling off from performing.

“We should probably figure out what we’re gonna do now that the guys know,” Gerard turned to me.

“Want to go get coffee?” I asked.

“See, this is why I like you!” he beamed, standing up and grabbing his car keys.

//

Feedback is appreciated! Please request on my page if you have a story idea. I write for lots of different fandoms so request anything and I'll write it!

[yamirexic]

masterlist

band imagines:

chlorine (ville valo x depressed reader)

ivy (gerard way x reader) (smut)

marvel imagines:

lifeguard!bucky x reader: motel 6

twomp hc's:

you're argos's friend

you're in a poly relationship with mr plant and argos

you're mr plant's friend

argos on halloweenie

mr plant and argos on kill mas (xmas)

pov: argos has a headache

travelling with argos 'twa' (twomp):

episode 1: berlin

episode 2: tokyo

episode 3: madrid

poems:

sinister

skin and bone

emotion

luci

becky, regina or scarlett

playlists:

argos twomp playlist

violent (or not) songs of the day

ghoul songs of the day

monster high playlists #1 (feat. drac and frank)

monster high playlists #2 (feat. claws and ghouls)

monster high playlists #3 (feat. tora and boogeyman)

spell your username

scum love

spell your first name with songs from the artist you bought your last album from

splatoon 2 off the hook playlists

5 stages of grief (feat. Leftovers, Amy Winehouse and Måneskin)

anti christmas "kill mas"

songs of the day (sotd) #1

sotd #2

sarah lynn's debut album

sarah lynn's 2nd album

other posts:

birthday post

him doodles

hey, ur a real person?

commander west plush post

are you OK bro?

pick one. that's your new roommate

what's one technical device that dominated your childhood?

ville valo birthday post

cbf rule random post

100 followers

all I want for christmas is this!!!

kill mas school post

a hard take on todays music (pop and tiktok)

dyeing my hair cherry red

5 things that I'm grateful for

why I follow a cartoon fan blog xD

random facts

happy birthday Kurt Cobain!

200 followers!!!

dyed hair problems

hazbin hotel alastor, charlie, luci meme

first time using blinkies cafe

mcr song challenge:

day 1

day 2

day 3

day 4

day 5

day 6

day 7

day 8

day 9

day 10

day 11

day 12

day 13

day 14

day 15

day 16

day 17

day 18

day 19 & 20

day 21

day 22 & 23

day 24

day 25 & 26

day 27 & 28

day 29 & 30

music & sick of suburbia:

first sick of suburbia post on the official blog

solo raw demos #1

solo raw demos #2

I'm shocked

babydoll dress ep

with a twist of lemon (nirvana clip turned into a song)

new tracks on SC and Voloco

SoundCloud band account

tj_beastboy W1NNER rock cover

the spring break tapes

looking for band members (for diminished princess)

niffty song: bad boys

kids

[deadsetromance]

𝖒𝖆𝖘𝖙𝖊𝖗𝖑𝖎𝖘𝖙 🚬

❝ 𝖔𝖍 𝖎’𝖒 𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖗𝖊 𝖇𝖆𝖇𝖞 ❞

☠︎ request rules! ☠︎ request here! ☠︎ latest work! ☠︎

🚬 gerard way

- phoenix plead (party poison)

- gravehead (party poison)

- run while you still can (party poison)

- in the wee small hours of the morning

🚬 frank iero

- a rose by any other name (fun ghoul)

[thekidsare-not-alright]

it makes me angry when people decide fob isn't "emo enough" for the emo trinity anymore like subcultures and genres don't evolve or anything. mcr isn't emo anymore either if you're sticking to what they were in black parade for your definition. seriously. not to mention green day is pop punk just like fob so if you wanna use them as a replacement you're not making any damn sense

the logic just isn't there, stop trying to replicate the past all the time

[gghoulishdelight]

"gimme all your poison, and gimme all your pills!"

(pairing: rayrard

genre: h/c? kinda?)

sometimes ray has trouble voicing what he's thinking. sometimes gerard has to hold him til he can talk again.

a/n: this is based on the one vid where gerards laying on the couch and rays playing on his guitar, and gee tries to get him to play it in c and ray refuses. tism moment./j

Ray shifted uncomfortably in the rickety chair he had perched himself on, legs shifting to try and return the blood flow to them so he could focus back on the guitar in his hands and not the pins and needles sensation settling in his limbs. They'd been at this for a few hours now, and he was starting to regret not taking the couch and instead letting Gerard sprawl himself across it as if he were a porn model for a Playboy magazine (as if those models wore clothes that hadn't been washed in three weeks). Ray paused for a moment at that sudden train of thought, eyes widening like a deer in headlights as he glanced at the singer to make sure he hadn't accidentally voiced his thoughts. He had a bad habit of doing that sometimes; blurting out things he hadn't meant to say without even realizing it, only for it to dawn on him seconds later that he had said it aloud. Gerard seemed to be lost in though however, so even if he had said anything he doubted they'd even notice.

"Play it again," Gerard's voice snapped Ray out of his daydream all of the sudden, causing Ray to give them a slightly blank stare as they watched him expectantly. "The song, Ray," they grinned playfully, watching with slightly squinted eyes as the light went on in his head and his fingers moved to play it. It seemed to flow from his body naturally, fingers and hands moving without any hesitation as Ray closed his eyes to focus. Gerard took that time to admire Ray silently from his place across from him, eyes roving over his concentrated expression as the gentle smile still hung on their lips. Ray's eyes fluttered open to look back at Gerard once he was finished playing, surprised by the caring, almost.. loving look on their face. It brought a gentle blush to his cheeks as he looked down at his guitar, unsure of what the look was directed towards. He probably just liked how he played it.. right?

"Hm.." Gerard shifted so he was sitting up more now, his eyes focused back on Ray's fingers. "Add a few more majors in." Ray looked hesitant to start adding to stuff they had already established, the feeling apparently reflecting in his face due to Gerard's words of instruction. "You gotta play more major, okay?" There was a certain tone of soothing that would've normally ticked Ray off, had it not been coming from Gerard. He knew Gerard was simply trying to get him to step out of his comfort zone and break his already-set pattern, and it was already hard to resist their requests when they were giving him the saddest puppy-dog eyes imaginable. He sighed softly and nodded, this time having to watch his fingers move on the fretboard to make sure they were going where Gerard wanted them to go. It felt.. uncomfortable, to say the least, as he played through the song with a slightly more upbeat tone to it, facial features contorting to express the discomfort physically instead of verbally.

"Play it in C." Ray shook his head immediately upon Gerard's next instruction, raising his shoulders defensively but staying steadfast in his decision. "Why?" "Just.. no." "Why not?" Gerard was starting to sound annoyed by his stubbornness, which made Ray just want to give in and play it, but there was a part of him that just wouldn't give it up. He knew it wouldn't sound right without having to try it, yet didn't know how to explain that to Gerard. "Because." "Tell me why not." "Just 'cause."

"Just tell me why!" Gerard's voice rose unintentionally all of the sudden, causing Ray to tighten his grip around his fretboard to feel the rough strings dig into his hands. His leg started to bounce anxiously against the floor, drawing in Gerard's attention and making them take a moment to calm down.

"Can we do it somewhere else?" They questioned this time, receiving a slow nod from Ray, his shoulders still hunched slightly in defense. "That's all you gotta say, man," Gerard grumbled out of frustration, picking at the chipping polish on his nails and missing the hurt look that flashed across Ray's face at their words. They were interrupted briefly by Frank entering the room to drop off some snacks, the shorter looking confused by the scene before him.

"Damn Ray, whaddya do to make Gee look that upset?" Frank teased without really meaning anything by it, though the look of saddened regret that settled in Ray's eyes made him backtrack quickly. He shifted nervously in place, clearing his throat before he spoke again. "Maybe.. maybe it's time you guys took a break. Mikey's still not home yet, and I think you guys have been at it long enough," Frank's voice was gentle yet serious when he spoke again, catching Gerard's eye and glancing pointedly over at Ray's curled up form. They followed his line of sight and looked over at the lead guitarist, immediately recognizing what was going on with Ray and sitting up further.

"Ray?" Gerard's soft voice prompted Ray to tear his gaze away from the floor and back over to the singer, hearing the faint 'click' of the door closing as Frank left. Gerard felt his frustration disappear almost immediately at the sight of Ray looking so apologetic despite having done nothing wrong, motioning for the male to drop his guitar and come closer. "C'mere doll," they murmured sweetly, humming softly in praise as Ray hesitantly sat his guitar against the wall and stood from the chair. His legs wobbled a little as he shuffled over to the couch, muscles not used to moving after having sat for so long and vaguely reminding Gee of a newborn deer.

Gerard sat up fully to pull Ray down in between their legs, forcing him to lay down partially with his head on their chest. It wasn't entirely comfortable, but Gerard knew Ray needed closeness over comfort right now anyway, and they weren't gonna complain. He stroked a warm hand up and down Ray's right arm as the guitarist buried his face into their shirt, taking in a shaky breath of their scent to calm down. Ray's fingers were tangled in the fabric of Gerard's soft shirt now, the thin fabric offering little protection against the feeling of his trembling fingers just barely digging into their stomach. They mentally hoped he found comfort in the texture of his shirt, knowing Ray was even more picky about what fabric he touched with what parts of his body, so Gerard always made a conscious effort to find safe clothes for them both usually.

Gerard let them lay in silence a little while longer before he began his questioning, running his fingers down Ray's neck to prompt him to look up at him. Ray did so after a few seconds of consideration, a deep-set look of vulnerability in his fearful eyes. Gerard wasn't sure how a tall, well-built man of Ray's structure managed to look so much like a little kid who grew up in his brother's shadow whenever he held Ray like this, but he did, and it tugged at their heartstrings in a terrible way. Gerard only knew partially what growing up in someone else's shadow felt like because he and Mikey had talked about it occasionally a few times after they started the band, but (if they had to guess) Ray probably felt worse due to the fact that he had more brothers than Mikey did, meaning there was an even higher expectation for him to do his best compared to them. He isn't used to having all this attention on him, not without a reason behind it, they realized after having thought about some of Mikey's points when they talked previously.

Ray's eyes glittered with tiny tears gathering at the very corners of his doe-brown eyes as he gazed up at Gerard with something akin to shameful wanting, his gentle sniffles bringing Gerard back into the present finally. "What's with the tears, bubba? You're safe here, yeah?" They cooed sweetly and placed a cool hand on Ray's cheek to swipe a pale finger just under his eye, melting internally when Ray leaned into his palm. Ray just shrugged halfheartedly in response to the question about the tears, whimpering quietly in the back of his throat as he leaned closer to Gerard. A soft little sigh left Ray's lips as he allowed his eyes to fall closed again to try and get his emotions reigned back in, a subtle tremble settling in his body as he held on tightly to Gerard. Stability was always something he knew he could rely on with Gerard, ironically enough compared to their own lifestyle, but that was another reason they knew one another so well. Gerard was Ray's constant; something so sporadic and wild that he was comfortable with their self-built insanity, a never-ending stream of consistency that Ray expected and fit with seamlessly. He hated change, unless it was Gerard.

He could rely on Gerard for never changing, and he hoped their love would never change too.

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my masterlist!!

it will be updated as i write more!! as always, please leave requests, right now im specifically taking gerard x reader prompts!!

Gerard Way

I Can See You (Gerard Way x Fem Reader)

Eddie Munson

Bugs (Fem Reader) Snap Out Of It (Fem Reader) Fixed. (Fem Reader) The Way I Loved You (Fem Reader) Right Behind You (Fem Reader)