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This is an account that publishes all types of content, except the following ones:

𓍼ོ Incest 𓍼ོ Pedophilia 𓍼ོ Noncon 𓍼ོ And any fetish I find weird

Aside from that, I'm open to writing anything, although it honestly takes me too long to publish it.

If you are not comfortable reading in English, I can write them in another language (please let me know).

I'd say it's MDNI, but everyone is responsible for what they see on the internet.

𝑀𝑎𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑙𝑖𝑠𝑡

Gerard Way

⤷ 𝐼𝑡'𝑠 𝑜𝑘𝑎𝑦, 𝑏𝑎𝑏𝑦

⤷ 𝐹𝑖𝑟𝑠𝑡 𝑇𝑖𝑚𝑒 𝑃𝑎𝑟𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑠

Frank Iero

⚠︎ not ready

Mikey Way

⚠︎ not ready

Ray Toro

⚠︎ not ready

𝐴/𝑁: Uh comin' back after 3 or 4 months. idk, my hands feel like dying after just writing position papers for debates instead of the pending requests, sorry. ૮◞ ‸ ◟ ა

𝑅𝑒𝑞𝑢𝑒𝑠𝑡: anon

𝐶𝑜𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑛𝑡: Pure fluff fem!reader set in 2007 or 2008 or actually any era because there is no specification the child is a girl avoid the use of the real name of Gerard's daughter Gee scared of bad position on her He and reader are a couple but not married

‎ꫂ᭪݁ Gerard observed for a moment the crib that had his baby, wrapped in white sheets to prevent her from making any unwanted movement. He contemplated every groan she let out in her attempts to take a breath. 

‎ꫂ᭪݁ He carefully observed the features of the newborn, contrasting the difference in the size of the limbs and looking for some parallelism between the two.

‎ꫂ᭪݁ The first time he held her without the assistance of nurses, he experienced a sense of that she would disappear if he made a mistake in holding her, but that thought was interrupted when he felt the baby’s small hand press his index finger with a surprising force for someone who is barely hours old. 

‎ꫂ᭪݁ He deprived himself of his singer life to help with the care of the baby. He stopped all type of activity that required his presence on stage or in the recording studio so he didn’t miss any moment with his daughter that could be significant in the future. 

‎ꫂ᭪݁ He became overprotective with you most of the time. He didn’t let you make any kind of attempt at effort after you gave birth, since he had the idea that something could happen to you, and if you did, he made sure that it was only to take care of the baby, but he prefers to avoid it. 

‎ꫂ᭪݁ The first night at home after being discharged from the hospital was a nightmare for Gerard. During the whole night he couldn’t close his eyes because of the thought that something would happen to the newborn as soon as he surrendered. In fact, one night he caused you to be frightened by looking like an entity in the dark standing next to the crib where the baby was resting.

‎ꫂ᭪݁ He gets up in the early hours of the morning to attend to both baby’s needs and your’s. He does not let you move so much, even if it is to breastfeed the baby, actually he carries her and take her to bed so that you can do it without less effort and take your time to do it. 

‎ꫂ᭪݁ The baby’s first bath was a total challenge for both of you. He had to check that the temperature was according to how you both were explained in the hospital, the baby made sudden movements in your arms even before she was put in the tub with warm water and the bathroom was nothing from looking like a lake if the tub was filled with another container of water. The worst thing about that first experience was that Gerard had to carry her and die of fear while you sprinkled wanter on her hair because she moved and began to stammer at the touch of the water.

‎ꫂ᭪݁ He had constant scares with normal habits of a newborn. Your never mentioned to him that there were moments that when you laid the baby on top of you, she voluntarily assumes a fetal position because in that way she would feel the heat she used to felt inside your womb, but the problem was when she did this with Gerard. This action provoked the reaction of a first-time parent when they saw how a baby arches, total concern that she may stay like this. On the other hand, seeing how he tried to get stand up straight by carrying her or moving her limbs made you let out small laughs.

𝐴/𝑁: I don't know why the hell I get these ideas at midnight. Also I don't know if the format is ok because I'm writting this in spanish. And btw, I want to kill me 'cause I write horrible.

𝐶𝑜𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑛𝑡: Miscarriage it's set between 2008 & 2009 fem! reader.

Gerard had decided to take a break from touring with My Chemical Romance. The reason? Your pregnancy.

You two barely had time to wear off the shine of their wedding rings; they hadn't even been together a year when life decided to claim its space.

For weeks, everything had seemed simple. The leisurely mornings, his hands on your still-flat stomach, the hushed conversations before bed. Gerard would often rest his head there, as if he could hear something, as if he needed to check that it was real.

And it was.

Until it wasn't.

All this joy came to an end one early morning.

It was three in the morning when your body forced you to wake up. It was a sharp pain in your lower back that radiated down to your hips. You lay still for a few seconds, breathing slowly, trying to convince yourself it was nothing.

But you knew. It shouldn't feel like this.

Gerard was fast asleep beside you, one arm wrapped protectively around your waist.

Careful not to wake him, you removed his hand from your hip. You needed to walk to ease that strange heaviness. You sat down first on the edge of the bed, waiting for the dizziness to pass. Then you stood up.

As you tried to take the first step, an electric shock shot through your back, forcing you to stop.

You placed your hands behind your back, leaning slightly forward, and let out a long, weary sigh. Something wasn't right.

From the bed, Gerard stirred restlessly. He mumbled something unintelligible before opening his eyes, still caught between sleep and reality. Seeing you standing, his expression changed immediately.

"Does it hurt?" he asked, sitting up.

"Just... just give me a second," you murmured, trying to sound calm.

Gerard was already standing before you finished the sentence. He approached you slowly, as if a sudden movement might break you, and placed a firm hand on your back.

"You shouldn't be feeling this," he said softly, more to himself than to you. "It's only been three months..."

The pain returned, tightening its grip.

"Gerard..." you murmured, placing a hand on your stomach.

"Shh..." he whispered. "I'm here."

You clung to his shirt as he gently rocked you, stroking your back again and again, as if the gesture could soothe something that was breaking inside.

Then you felt it.

The heat, the inevitable sign. Your body reacted before your words. A sob escaped your lips as you shook your head.

"No... no."

He held you tighter, enveloping you completely, as if he could protect you from what was happening.

"Everything's going to be alright," he murmured. "Maybe not right now... but it will be. You and I are going to be alright."

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Hi, I'm Aeri and I'm just trying to write stuff as I used to do in other plataforms.

My english is not best so I hope my writting looks as decent as possible.

Basically I would like to focus on writting for My chemical Romance, The Killers, and Nine Inch Nails.

And nothing, I'll wait for the ideas to come up to my mind or get any request for writting.

I'm not a dude guys, i'm a girl (☍﹏⁰)

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