hi ! welcome to my page :p I used to write on here awhile back and then.. stopped for a long time. (old fics are still on my page) but I'm getting into writing again! I mostly write just about anything, but mostly the apple of my eye gerard way (dreamy sigh) i love getting reqs so please feel free to req me something!! im most comfortable with writing afab/gn/nb/fem reader, most of my fics are smut, so do not interact with my nsfw fics if you're a minor. ♪
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♫ Masterlist ♪
our first date 2004 rev gerard × fem reader
you and me...forever 2004 rev gerard × fem reader
just like that basement gerard × afab reader
extra credit professor gerard × fem reader
sweet talk gn spouse! gerard × gn reader
starving artist basement college gerard × fem reader
wolf in sheep's clothing priest gerard × fem non-believer reader
what they do to girls like us fem college cheerard × fem reader pt.1
what they do to girls like us fem college cheerard × fem reader pt.2
mine, forever current/husband gerard × fem reader
room for two 2004 ferard × afab reader
what i do for a living... stalker revenge gerard × afab reader
move your body party poison × fem reader
cigarettes burn 2007 gerard way × afab reader
unicorns are real record store! mikey way × afab reader
hi bride!!!! it’s been a while since i last sent my previous anonymous message… (i was the one asking for more mikey…) i hope you’re doing well!! thank you for giving me the courage to send yet another anonymous message, i do appreciate it since i did say i’m usually quiet and am afraid to speak up…
OKAY OKAY SO i remember that you offered to write more mikey for me but had no plot in mind,, so i was thinking……
maybe like an awkward loser inok mikey (he’d be a handsome awkward iykyk) or maybe even enemies to lovers with cocky and confident (with still a twinge of awkwardness because it’s mikey fuckin way) kobra kid HHHHH the duality of this man yumyumyum... also.!! i've been really obsessed with tragic girl by weezer and i can't help but IMAGINE mikey in certain lyrics.. like,, do you get me...
"i try my darnedest to be a bastard
i want you to think that i don't care
but i feel sorry, and you're so pretty
you start to cry, and i kiss your mouth"
like AAAAHHHHHH I CAN’T WRITE FOR SHIT BUT I JUST FEEL LIKE IT WOULD MAKE FOR A GOOD PLOT!! sobs…. to me it kinda feels like a toxic relationship with mikey forcefully pushing us away and being mean in hopes that it’ll end said relationship but obviously it doesn't work out in the end because we're just as bad as him (and just as down bad as him!!!) (also what a damn creep!!!! he just can’t help himself can he…..)
okay i think that’s about all the ideas i had in mind… if i forget something it’s probably flying straight to your inbox… that being said, i really do hope you’re doing well my dear huuuuugs & kisses if that’s okay with you! xx
༄ also, if not taken yet, may i be 🍯 anon? hihi
yes yes my precious 🍯 anon !!!
I'm so so happy you had courage to give me a req and speak up a bit more !!! i love your req. it might take me some time to get it out (gulp) 😓
but i will begin working on it over the weekend/start of this coming week !!!
don't be afraid to speak up, you have great ideas for mikey fics. 💌
sorry I havent posted lately ... I haven't had any time to work on my fics this week guys and I have a busy weekend so I don't know when stuff will be out 😓😓 im trying to work on stuff in my free time though, thanks for being patient with me 😖💌
sorry I havent posted lately ... I haven't had any time to work on my fics this week guys and I have a busy weekend so I don't know when stuff will be out 😓😓 im trying to work on stuff in my free time though, thanks for being patient with me 😖💌
I have ideas so birthday gerard has a beautiful birthday in general okay so in the morning he has a very calm not over the top day just doing his favorite things with only reader because his other friends are busy????(are they planning a surprise party😧😧after gerard said no party guys just a chill birthday but his friends are amazing and still make him a super fun party???) anyway yeah the day is calm and doing fun gerard activities like going to his comic book shops or honestly anything he wants to do like jacket shopping, and you can add tension in between all the cute fluffy stuff so so sweet but then gerard sees the party and he’s like
Ohhhh you guys made a party anyways?🫤😬after I said not to? That’s sweet but not that sweet cause he said NO and readers all like yeah it was my idea I’m such a good person and then gerard can get like kinda mad and then that builds up momentum for the filthy disgusting defiling smut at the end
YAYYYY HAPPY
Birthday!!!!
XO🏴☠️
oh you get me SOOOOO WELL my amazing 🏴☠️ anon oh my GOD
so yes, yes, yes, AND yes ! this will be coming, yes ! you are brilliant thank you muah
HIII I’M THE ANON WHO REQUESTED THE WHIMPERY GEE FIC AND OH MY GOD YOU WENT ABSOLUTELY INSANE WITH IT. i loved it so much, it is 100% my favorite fic ever now
you’re genuinely my favorite writer on here, and this just proved it even more. you’re seriously so talented, the way you write and build everything makes it feel so vivid
thank you so much for taking my request and turning it into something this good!! i’m going to be thinking about it for days
pls never stop writing, you’re actually incredible ❤︎ !!
⤷ ゛- 🎸 ˎˊ˗
awww omg thank you??? so much??? my sweetie pie 🎸 anon, you're the sweetest??
I'm so glad you liked it !! I'm sorry it took me so long I just had a lot of crap going on while I was working on it 😭
hi guys.. I know i just took a few reqs, and I'm not even gonna lie I am up to my ASS in fics right now so various things may or may not come out over the course of this week, but I am actively working on everything in increments so... yea
notes: immediately thought of these pics for this req oml.. i luv u '07 gerard. sorry this took a long time to post, I still feel like im shit at writing hhg.. hope you enjoy, thank you for being paitent with me. (muah)
warnings: angst beginning- smoking, arguing, cursing, gerard is a dick, he says shit he doesn't mean. crying, groveling, heartbreak (ish), pet names. unprotected sex, gerard is very whiny and cries during sex. ...that might be it?
word count: 3.5k
he was all you could think about during your shift. the movie night that awaits you later on with your boyfriend. every time it came to your mind, a small smile would come to your lips. a warm tingle would sparkle throughout your nerves.
and luckily enough, your boss had let you leave early. which meant more time with gerard, which was where you headed. straight to his place.
approaching the front door of gerard's apartment, you slowed in your tracks. furrowing your brow as you began to smell..
cigarettes?
no one on gerard's floor smokes. you knew his next door neighbor, she was a lovely elderly women. took care of her two little kittens and made cookies. too sweet for something so damaging, really.
pausing outside the front door, spare key in hand, your nose wrinkles as the stench grows stronger. assaulting to your senses, and your intuition speaks before your mind does.
he's smoking again..
but you act like you didn't hear it. pretend like you couldn't feel it in your bones. you assure yourself that you can't know for sure until you go inside. besides, gerard promised you he was quitting for good.
you both knew how things would turn in your relationship every time you spent quality time together, or.. were supposed to, anyways. he would get uninterested, would just wanna go off and smoke his cigarettes, and be completely dismissive of how you felt.
it had always made you feel like you were just some inconvenience to your boyfriend, every time. and it crushed you inside, like a hammer knicking precisely at glass. chipping away the fragile shards.
so to save yourselves, he promised you he would quit, for good this time. since all the other times were complete bullshit in the past..
you steel yourself, feeling the way the air fills your lungs, before you quickly exhale it due to the nasty reek of burning ash. you shake your head, trying to tell yourself he's not. he wouldn't go back on his promise.
but you know that you're wrong.
you put the key into the lock, twisting it as the cogs inside make a soft rattle in compliance to your entry, allowing you inside when pushing open the door.
the deep whiff of stuffy smoke, burning ashy metals hits you like a bucket of cold water dunked over your head. you groan quietly to yourself while shutting the door behind you.
you could see him stood out on the balcony, facing towards the bustling city alone. and accompanying him, is the soft trickle of gray smoke drifting softly into the air and blowing with the window.
you knew it. even though you wished you didn't.
earning a determined step in yourself, you approach the balcony door, seeming he hadn't heard you enter in the front door just moments ago. you push the sliding door open and speak up to shake him from his reverie.
“are you kidding me?”
“shit..! baby, what are you doing here so soon?” gerard startles, jolting softly in his spot where he stands and quickly flicks the burning bud of ash away and stubs out the stick on the handrail of the balcony. “I thought you would be here at seven?”
“you are such a liar..!” you say, looking at him in pure disbelief.
“what? no- come on, honey, it's not what you think!-”
“oh, it isn't, is it? what the fuck is that in your hand then, gerard?” you ask him, stepping onto the balcony to stub the stick under your shoe.
“hey, what the fuck..?!” gerard retorts in response.
“oh, it's nothing but you react like that when I put it out for good?” you scoff in response, lifting your head to look at him once more.
“I can't believe you fucking lied to me!” you say, “you can forget about our date tonight.” you shake your head, heading back into his apartment to head straight back for the door.
“babe, wait..! come on, let's just talk about this, okay? you're being unreasonable,” gerard says as he follows you into the house. “what are you even doing here so early in the first place?”
you whip around to face him, looking at him like he's batshit crazy. “unreasonable? you promised me you were done for good, gee!” you say, your voice beginning to rise now.
“I am quitting for good, y/n! I told you I was!” gerard replies back, his tone rising to meet yours.
“then what the fuck was that just then? a candy cigarette? oh yeah, real cheap, gerard.” you scoff in response.
“oh, stop..! don't get fucking cocky with me. it was my last one, I was done after that! you didn't need to go and stub it out like that.” gerard argues back, his brow furrowing in displeasure at your attitude.
“if you were done why are you so upset about me putting it out for you?” you ask in response, crossing your arms over your chest. “do you have more that I don't know about?”
“what? no..! I just told you that was my last one!” gerard repeats back to you. “why were you even here so early? we agreed to our movie at 7, y/n, it's like 6:15.”
“I got off work early- why do you keep asking? why is it a problem, because you don't want me to catch you smoking?” you accuse him.
“no, that's not-”
“If that's not it then why were you so freaked when I caught you? if that wasn't it, you wouldn't have just asked me four times, gerard..!” you cut him off.
“see, this is the problem with you..! you don't even let me explain myself, I told you that I'm quitting!” gerard retorts back.
“problem with me?” you echo in disbelief, “problem with me? what about your fucking problem with cigarettes..?!” you say, your voice rising to a yell now. “I only ask one thing of you and you can't even do it!”
“don't act like you don't know it's hard for me to quit them, if I could I would!” gerard yells back.
“oh, so you do have more then, since you're using plural?” you ask in return. “where's the rest then, huh? do you have a pack or something hiding around?”
“I told you no, can you ever just drop things and let them go, y/n? it was my last one, I swear I'm done smoking-”
“you say that every time and you never actually stop smoking! stop lying to me, stop making promises you can't keep, gerard!-”
“I only started smoking again because of you!”
you faintly gasp, whatever you had ready to hurl at him in retaliation of some excuse he was ready to throw to you, now completely forgotten.
the regret shoots through gerard like a stake in his back as soon as he says it. his throat momentarily closing up, eyes gently widening just a fragment in reaction to his own words. he hadn't meant to say that.
he hadn't even meant it at all. it was just the hot broil of his anger talking for him.
“baby..” gerard says, seeing the tears form within your eyes as you stare at him, the knife in your heart twisting where it hurts most now that his words have struck you.
you couldn't even muster in anything in response. how could you? what would you even say? ..was there anything to even be said at all?
with a turn of your heel, you face the door and twist the knob, “come on, y/n, please I didn't-”
his words are cut off by the slam of his own front door.
tears blur your vision as you manage to navigate your way through the busy roads, handing gripping the steering wheel tightly enough to turn your knuckles white. “fucking… piece of shit liar!” you whimper to yourself, sniffling and trying to wipe your tears away to see the road easier.
when you got home, your keys were thrown aside carelessly as you slammed the door behind you. Turning the lock as it clangs softly in the cogs before stomping off to your bedroom, sobs beginning to escape you.
“I knew it..! I knew it, I knew he wasn't gonna quit. that fucking liar!” you sob, slamming the door and tossing the nearest object aside without a care. emotions surging through your veins, too overwhelming in their need to burst like a pressured dam.
“I swear, I'm gonna quit this time baby.” you mock his words through your tears as you sit on your bed, “I wanna focus on us, I'm throwing my cigarettes away.” you recite his empty platitudes, feeling stupid for believing them. “fuck you and fuck your cigarettes, asshole! god, fuck-” you choke through your cries.
“what am I gonna do if this keeps happening? this problem with him keeps ruining everything between us..” you whimper softly to yourself. “is this what a failing relationship feels like?” you ask faintly, wiping your flushed cheeks of their tears. “god, I hope not.. I love him so much, I just wish he would stop.”
“why won't he stop, what is wrong with him?!” you cry out, turning over as you lay down to bury your face into your pillow, staining it with your heart ache.
soon to be lead into sleep from the exhaustion of your emotions.
knocking. it stirs you awake, feeling grouchy and disoriented. what time is it? how long have you been asleep? when did you even fall asleep in the first place?
softly groaning, you sit up and check the time as you adjust your clothes. 12:46 A.M. who the hell was at your door during this hour?
you rub your eyes while swinging your legs over the edge of the bed, standing up a little unsteady as you drowsily make your way to the front door. “okay, okay..” you mutter under your breath as the knocking continues consistently. you pause near the front door.
sniffling, practically.. groveling.
uneven and choked up crying from the other side of the thick oak, you furrow a brow, turning the lock and peeking through the small opening. your eyes widen and you open the door all the way.
gerard.
“baby- oh my god.. I'm- I'm so sorry- didn't.. didn't mean to ruin things between us. I'm.. I- I'm such an idiot, fuck..” he whimpers to you through his tears, sniveling for your forgiveness.
he looks at you, his eyes are bloodshot and puffy and his cheeks are flushed a scarlet red from the overwhelming guilt burning in his chest. his nose is tinted a soft pink as he snorts and whimpers through his tears, he grabs your hands.
“please, please- forgive me. I'm sorry, I'm sorry baby, you're so important to me- I don't wanna lose you. please-” he begs you through his tears.
“gee, it's okay–” he cuts you off with a desperate kiss, his lips pressing firmly against yours as he pulls you in close to him, hands lifting to grab your shoulders instead to keep you held to him.
despite the initial shock, you return his kiss as eyes fluttered shut. he faintly gasps through his tears between kisses, eager to show you just how sorry he was. “‘m sorry.. so sorry, babe..” he murmurs against your mouth, teeth gently scraping against yours through his words.
he steps forward into your apartment, shutting the door behind him with a light kick of his shoe. starting to back you up towards your bedroom.
warm hands slowly pull off your shirt, sniffles interrupting the soft breaths between kisses. tears are warm against your cheeks as his emotions continue to flow through him. he breaths the kiss only briefly to tug off his jacket and shirt himself.
he continues to move you by walking forward, until the back of your knees breach the edge of your bed. lying down, hovering over you, he starts to work at your pants. you had fallen asleep in your clothes from earlier, too swamped from your hurt of betrayal previously to have even bothered changing in pajamas when you had gotten home.
“I'm sorry baby, I hope you know that. hope you believe that- please forgive me.. I'll make it up to you. I'll make you feel better. I'll love you until the morning, just please- please don't–” gerard blubbers through his river of tears, unable to stop his guilt from consuming him entirely.
but you cut him off in a kiss again as he pops the button of your jeans, the zipper hissing softly as he tugs it down. he tugs them down, leaving you in just your panties as he struggles to take off his own jeans.
but once they're off, he's on you.
the growing bulge trapped inside his underwear presses against the soft crotch of your panties. hips gently rocking against yours, almost timidly. like he thinks you'll push him off, and he thinks he deserves it after lying to you.
“gee..” your murmur against his lips as his hands map you out within the dark shroud of your bedroom, the moonlight softly bathing over your tangled forms.
“I know, I got you baby. I'm sorry.. I'm.. I'm gonna take care of you.” he promises in soft stammers against your lips, his vocals shaking with remorse.
he reaches underneath you, fingertips squirming to try and unclasp your bra. you arch your back to help him as his wet mouth trails down to your jaw, peppering over your neck and sucking on your collarbone.
he pulls back to admire you, tears welling up in his eyes again. you've never seen him on such an emotional wreck, like the need for pleasure and to earn your forgiveness is too much to handle.
you moan as you feel his calloused hand cup one breast and his soft lips wrap around your nipple of the other.
softly whimpering, feeling the damp patch on your panties grow soggy under gerard's undulating hips. lean fingers slip under the waistband of your panties, while the other hand continues fondling your breast.
he rolls the hardened bud of your nipple between his teeth, sending shivers down your spine straight to your core. nimble fingertips rub swift, firm circles over the swelling nub of your clit, coaxing moans from your sweet lips.
“aghh.. ah, gee..” you mewl softly, hips gently lifting up into his touch, aching for more.
“yeah, let me take care of you.. you want more?” gerard mutters around your nipple, lifting his head with a soft pop to look up at your flushed expression.
“yes.. yes, please–” you whine softly.
“shhh, sh.. I got you.” gerard assures, sitting back slightly, pulling his hands away from your body to assess you further, he pulls down the wet fabric of your underwear, taking in the sight of your arousal. he almost drools.
“you're so beautiful.. always so beautiful..” gerard whimpers softly, his throat closing up with the threat of his tears again. his fingers delve through your glossy folds, watching them part open for him.
“I'm gonna make it all better, I promise.” he vows shakily, looking up at your impatient expression as he pops his jeans, zipper hissing softly in anticipation as he lowers it.
your eyes widen as his cock springs free from his underwear. it's thick and pulsating, extended from a burrow of soft curls nesting over his balls. you can see the veins protruding from under his sensitive flesh. his plush tip is swollen, beading with pre-cum.
you've seen it plenty of times, and each time it makes your mouth water and get all antsy in your skin to get a feel of it. you open your legs wider for him, beckoning his attention.
gerard lays his hands on your thighs, keeping them held open for him, his heavy length aligned with your folds, rubbing through them lightly. the formed ring that blooms his mushroom shaped cockhead teasing against your clit with every soft grind.
unable to take the torture, having already put you through enough in one night than you ever deserved, he sheathes himself inside of you until he bottoms out. a moan escaping his lips, head tilting back.
your head falls back against the pillows, moans colliding with his in the air. gerard blubbers softly, tears of pleasure and guilt consuming him completely as he begins to sob while starting to move after little time to adjust.
you feel stretched, filled deliciously in a way that only your boyfriend could ever provide for you. the thought of ever having to lose such an experience if your relationship failed makes you want to cry with him. it was too good to even consider not having anymore.
you knew you forgave him once he breached inside you.
you cry his name, and he cries legitimately. “agh, fuck..!” gerard whines softly, “fuck, I love you so much baby,” he cuts himself off in a gasp, pleasure spiking up his spine as he drives into you over and over again.
“god, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry..” he snorts through his sobs, leaning down over you. he swipes his tongue into your mouth, his tears and snot wetting your face. your bodies lightly shaking from the force of his quick and eager thrusts. begging for your forgiveness in their desperation.
“mgh, love you s'much..” he chokes against your lips through his crying.
“love you too..” you assure him breathlessly, holding him against you in gripping his shoulder blades, nails digging into his skin. it makes him mewl into your mouth, tongue wrapping and tangling with yours.
he licks over your teeth and against the roof of your mouth, before withdrawing. his face hiding into your collarbone as he grips the sheets, fucking you with the most might he can muster. “ahh, fuck.. feel so good, baby..”
“haa- ah.. ah, gee..” you moaned, back arching. your hips faintly start to buck, trying to fit him in deeper as if that was even possible by this point.
“shit, yes.. take me, baby. take my cock..” he grunts into your shoulder, whimpering shakily. so focused on the pleasure and overwhelmed by his soft sobs and moans, he doesn't even realize how pathetic he must sound for you.
“fuck, fuck, fuck.. god, i wanna cum.. wanna cum so badly..” he cries through his words, hips undulating as his pulsating cock drags in your walls, his mushroom cockhead lightly brushing over your cervix with every thrust in attempt to bury himself inside of you as deep as he can.
“oh fuck..!” you moan breathlessly, nails raking down his skin and making him groan, “right there, gee..! right there!” you whine to him, your body tensing like a bow pulled tight while your stomach rolls in pleasure from your quick breaths.
“come on, let me feel you cum.. wanna feel you milk it right from my cock..!” gerard says, snuffing from his assaulted senses of tears, snot, and absolute ecstasy radiating in his dick. he slams into you harder, trying to steal the orgasm from you.
and that, he does.
screaming his name, your silky wet walls quiver and kiss around his cock as your orgasm slams into you. your thighs shaking against his hips, any thought leaving you in replacement for the pure blissful euphoria rolling in your body, juices gushing around his length.
gerard mewls through his sobs at the same time, your gooey walls sucking around his cock, trying to utter the cum from his balls is his undoing. he hilts inside of you one final time, his heavy sack clapping against your ass in a finish as his seed sprays your walls, making them soggy with his potent release.
his hips jerk and jolt in soft twitches from the intensity of your shared orgasms, before he collapses breathlessly on top of you, his sweaty weight covering over you. chest heaving against yours, head now resting on your shoulder rather ran partially stuffed into the pillow.
he slowly begins to soften inside of you, as your convulsions around him start to simmer and calm. his tears come to a gentle stop, only his sniffles mingling in the air with heavy breaths. the scent of sweat and sex is mixed inside your bedroom.
“I'm sorry, baby.. I love you.” gerard murmurs softly, quickly growing exhausted from the burden of his guilt. he presses a tender kiss against your mouth, lips soft and pillowy against yours. he tries his best to stay awake, knowing he'll have to pull out eventually and clean you both up.
it's almost like you forgot why you were ever upset with him at all in the first place. well.. almost, that is. maybe you wouldn't forget, but you would definitely forgive him. knowing that heavy talk could wait until the morning, you just smile and gently rake your fingers into his hair. you gently itch the back of his scalp in those weak spots you know he loves and softly whisper to him,
I was scrolling through your page and saw you mentioned some whimpering (?) Gerard and Amy Lee fics a while back, and I was wondering if they’re out already? I couldn’t seem to find them. I absolutely love your writing, so I’d be really excited to read them whenever they’re available 🫶
- xoxo
omg hi !!! im sorry you went on a hunt 😭😭 they are not out yet (unfortunately) the whimpery gee one is ALMOST done, and im like halfway thru the amy fic
plus I have like a million other things coming soon, I have like 3 illi mcmillin fics i just started working on today soo yah 😋
