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Warnings about this account:

Apart from this being a smut containing writing blog, this is also a dead dove account. I will be giving out warnings whenever I do post themes that could be considered dead dove(dddne).

You are responsible for the content you consume. I am not your parent, nor am I writing for only you.

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Rules!!!

·for askbox(reqs):

✮please be respectful.

✮do not ask me any personal questions there. Nor should you force me to do something.

✮please do not rush me to do your ask. It will take time especially with the fact I'm busy. Please be patient with me.

✮no being a weirdo in my askbox.

✮please do not req members or people outside the mcr band. Since I might get their personality wrong which I would like to avoid.

✮as much as possible, please do not req anything that contains mommy/daddy kinks, and scat/piss. (If ever I come across something that has made me uncomfortable I will take note of what made me uncomfortable to inform others🥹)

·for dms:

✮do not send me any sexual things without my consent.

✮dont be a weirdo in my DMS.

✮dont be an asshole, I have every right to block you.

✮please know that I am very awkward on my dms. If ever I block you for no reason I apologize in advance. :(

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Hcs:

First encounter:

·you two met during early revenge era.

·frank was the one who introduced you to him, you seemed lonely and could use some company while your dearest friend was busy with his own problems.

·you two sat in complete awkward silence. That is, till ray decides to break the awkward silence.

-"so, um, there's this new record shop that newly opened across town and I've been wondering if you'd wanna check it out with me one day—a-as friends though! "

·you noticed the way he emphasized the 'as friends' thing. You were quite young for his age. He was scared you might run away due to the age gap.

·you were actually kinda into it.

first date:

·ray comes 30 minutes earlier than what you two both discussed.

·this man does NOT come empty handed, he has your favorite flower in a bouquet and a plushie of your favorite animal like it's valentine's day.

·you two walk into the store, your eyes set on a certain shelf that contained all your favorites, while Ray's eyes were set on you.

·you and him picked out a few cds you two were interested in, the both of you bonded over your love for music. No matter how different or similar your music taste may be, Ray's just happy that you wanted to give him a moment of your time.

·you had to physically hold his arms down to prevent him from paying, he's already done so much for you. You wanted to atleast pay for everything. But ray is a stubborn man when it comes to someone he loves, so he ends up paying. He promised you that he'd let you pay next time.(He's still gonna try to pay.)

·he drives you back home, no matter how close you live from the store. One hand was placed over the steering wheel while the other was intertwined in yours.

First sexual encounter:

·it may or may not be your first time, but it sure is Ray's.

·its not that he wasn't doing so well with the ladies. He's just too busy with his guitar for him to actually commit to that stuff. That's the reason why frank introduced you two in the first place.

·hes sooo sweet with it bruh, you are getting showered with kisses throughout the whole thing.

·hes vocal. Like, have you seen that one planetary go performance? His moans are the prettiest things you've ever heard. Better than your favorite song if you will.

·his dick is pretty thick, maybe the thickest out of all the mcr members. leaning towards him being a bit shorter than average rather than him just being average, you guys decide though.

·cums pretty fast at first, you'll need to edge him for a little bit.

·hes pretty vanilla, but if you're down to do some things more riskier he might if you beg him. (Just no blood involved.)

·god he's probably so into body worship, like when he opens his mouth, all that comes out are praises. Would kiss your body.

·tug on his hair. That hc is so common.

·aftercare with him is even sweeter. He'd never leave you alone without confirming that you were dressed with fresh clothes and fed some food. Even then he still wouldn't leave your side.

First time meeting everyone from the band:

·everyone was so excited to meet you, ray wouldn't shut up when it came to talking about you. Even if they duct taped his mouth he still wouldnt stop.

·frank had the advantage of already knowing you, so he could spend his time on something else while the rest floods you and ray with questions.

·gerard is the most excited to meet you. He's noticed the shift in Ray's vibe after he met you. He was mort calm and happy rather than tired and focused. Like you were his breath of fresh air.

·as for mikey and bob, they were excited too, not vocal about it, but still excited. You were their lead guitarist's muse after all.

·your meetup place was at the diner near the venue you and ray first met. You and ray got there first, after a few minutes came Gerard and mikey, then bob, and lastly, frank.

·meeting his bandmates felt like meeting his family. You were so desperate to make a positive first impression to the point where you failed to notice the way your hands shook due to the pure anxiety you were experiencing.

·ray noticed though, he grabbed your hand from under the table to remind you that he was always there for you when you needed him. He does worship your entire being, so why not worship you during times when you're feeling unwell?

·the meetup came to a close, you and ray watched as each figure slowly disappeared from your vision. Once you've confirmed that everyone has left, you and ray left too.

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"It was me." Your face began growing a different shade of red; you didn't want your business out there, so why did he think he had the right to do such a thing? You had to restrain yourself from grabbing him by the collar and attacking him till he gained a concussion.

You did the most mature option and kept it within you and instead wanted to approach him like an adult. "Why the fuck did you do that? That information wasn't necessary. What if our manager freaks out? We could lose the band. "Oh, how you hated Gerard.

"Relax, sugar. It'll be fine; it's just a bit of drama. They'll all forget I ever said a thing once the next album drops. Trust me." Did he really think all the chaos he might have caused would be dropped thanks to an album? Maybe it would. But your point still stands.

"So what? You still decided to let your mouth run. Do you know how many messages I've received over the past week? If something bad happens to me, I'm suing you, Gerard Way." And with that, you walked away, not wanting to stare at his smug face any longer.

You didn't know what you've done so bad to receive this kind of treatment from him; you knew damn well he did this just to disrupt your sense of peace.

Due to the amount of drama Gerard caused just to cause a scene, the band had to take a short break to calm the storm. Surely it would grow if you two shared a stage once again after the breakup, so everyone just came to the idea of taking a short break. and give everyone a moment to forget about it.

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If you were being honest, you genuinely missed drumming for them; it's been a month since you last saw the guys, saw your beloved drum kit, saw Gerard. And honestly, you missed all of it.

At this point, you didn't care about what the fans knew and what they didn't; you just wanted to play again with the people you considered family. And that chance came up.

Your phone lit up with a notification; it was a message from ray.

"Hey, have you heard? Gerard wants to play again. You up for a gig?" Your mood grew instantly better as you hurried to send a response to ray as soon as possible to avoid stalling.

"Sure, man. I'm glad to finally see you guys again." You didn't lie when you said that. Even if it meant admitting you missed Gerard too. But you weren't gonna let your ego push you away from the band.

So, you began practicing. You practiced all the songs on the setlists over and over again till all your thoughts were consumed by music notes.

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A concert was approaching its date; you couldn't lie, you were excited to drum for the band. The downside of it was sharing the stage with Gerard.

You didn't even truly hate him; you were just confused about what you'd done that day that eventually led to your separation. You'd confront him about it once the concert came to a close. But for now, that was the least of your worries.

You didn't fail to notice the way Gerard glared your way, you weren't one to back down so easily, so you glared back, returning the same intimidating energy Gerard was sending to you.

The way you two stared at eachother was enough to catch the attention of a few fans. It was almost as if there were things you two wanted to say, things you both wanted to change, but it would have to wait once the concert was over.

Despite having a mind running with thoughts, your performance went well; you executed every note perfectly. You were glad all your practice hadn't gone to waste. The concert sooner came to a close; you watched as all the fans exited the venue.

You assisted a few of the members when it came to packing away their instrument. The number of people in the room you were in decreased by the minute; Mikey was the first to leave; he claimed to feel sleepy from exerting all his energy on his bass.

Frank left right after Mikey; he finished cleaning everything up, so he didn't need a reason to stay. Then there was Ray. He didn't have to stay, but he did for a couple of minutes to make sure everything and everyone was alright. Then there were two.

You and Gerard.

The air was laced with tension that was so thick you could cut it with a knife. Nobody said a thing; your attention was directed on the ground, as Gerard's was on you. Almost as if he wanted to get something off his chest

The silence was deafening. You could hear a pin drop from how awkwardly quiet you two were. You were about to leave, since you didn't have a reason to stay, till Gerard finally worked up the courage to speak up.

"I'm sorry." You genuinely couldn't believe what you've just heard. Could you repeat that for me?" Honestly, you've heard loud and clear of what he said. You just wanted to hear it once more so you had something to replay in your head over and over again once this was over.

"Don't get cocky. I know you heard me." Gerard wasn't as dumb as you hoped he was. You could tell that wasn't all he wanted to say to you, so you let him continue.

"What I did that day was so messed up; you didn't deserve any of that. I was an asshole, I have to admit, and I miss you. I missed you a lot. I hope you can forgive me." His simple apology was all it took for your heart to melt.

"I can't bring myself to forgive you just yet, Gerard. But, if the time is right and fate brings me back to you, I'll consider it. For now, let's just stay friends; for both our sakes. " Gerard seemed genuinely satisfied with your response, sure, a tad bit upset, but he's glad it went well.

He gave you a soft nod, before turning on his heel and approached the door leading to the exit of the venue. Before fully exiting, he gave you one final glance before completely disappearing from your line of sight.

If fate really was real, you'd silently hope it would bring you two back together, not as friends, definitely not as strangers, but as lovers. Either way, you didn't mind, as long as Gerard was happy with whatever he wanted to do in his life you were too. Even if that meant never seeing him again.

If you had a choice, you would always choose him. In this life, and the next. But for now, you're happy just sharing the stage with the man you were in love with. Maybe if fate were to spare you once more, he'd come back to you.

Maybe next time, maybe never.

·surprisingly, doesn't jerk off as much as Gerard and Mikey does, still not as little as Ray's, but getting there.

·jerks off 3-4 times a day, can usually go for hours.

·i am a VERY firm believer that frank edges himself, he believes it makes cumming feel better.

·can and will use his imagination as jerk off material. If hes desperate, porn is always an option.

·super duper loud!! Moans like there's no one home.

·would goon at someone else's house, he has masturbated in Gerard's basement before, and he will do it again.

·lowkey into mutual masturbation, would call and beg you to masturbate with him.

·his turn on is you, just seeing you makes his heart(and dick) throb.

·if ever he sleeps over at your place, he probably touched himself while sleeping in the same room with you, which was a hard thing to do since frank is loud.

·if you told him to touch himself in front or get himself off with the help of your shoe or thigh he would.

Ray enters your room, gift basket in hand, expecting you to be waiting patiently for your dear boyfriend to arrive, but when he gets to you, he sees you hunched over in a fetus position, gripping your stomach in pain. Being the worrying boyfriend he is, he immediately sets down the basket to check up on you.

"You okay, baby? Need something?" You shook your head, signaling it was just your cramps. He's seen you in pain before, but it never got this bad. To the point where Ray wasn't so sure if a heating pad would be able to cover the pain. He didn't research this deep about this topic.

Suddenly, as if an idea was forwarded to him, he spoke, "Babe? Can I eat you out?" Your face flushed with embarrassment; you weren't expecting Ray to be so straightforward. But you don't oppose the idea.

"But Ray, I'm bleeding." He takes your hand in his and opens his mouth to speak. "So? It's fine; I just wanna make my sweet girl feel better." He said, peppering kisses all over your face. After much consideration, you finally agree and shimmy out of your shorts.

Ray being face-to-face with your wet, bloody cunt made you feel shy, your shyness got even worse when ray put his mouth on it, you couldn't lie, but it felt so good.

Relief washed over your body, as if Ray's mouth was the only way to relieve the discomfort and pain you previously had. Ray kept sucking on the bundle of nerves and inserting his skilled tongue inside of you, the metallic taste of your blood mixed with your slick made ray feel hard.

Your orgasm made you twitch so hard. Ray, deciding he hasn't had enough yet, kept eating you out. You had to push Ray's head away to get him to stop. Which he eventually does. You noticed his erection straining in his pants; it looked so painful, and you felt bad.

You offered your help, but ray refused it, saying he can handle it by himself and told you to get some rest. You were so gonna make it up to him eventually

The sound of a guitar being strummed filled the silent room. And there the two of you were; Ray was sitting down on a chair, strumming the guitar, as if searching for a certain melody that he couldn't be so sure if he could find, while you were sitting patiently and obediently on his lap.

Ray told you that your purpose inside the room was to just give feedback on his progress or if ever he was improving in guitar playing. Ray was already the best guitar player you knew, so of course every melody he strums out is a pure masterpiece.

"Do you like that one?" Ray asked, strumming the same strings to produce the same sound he did before deciding to ask your opinion on it. "I like it, Ray." He gave a smile at your words and continued experimenting on the string instrument.

After a while, you began to feel uncomfortable because of the position you were in on his lap. You kept adjusting yourself on his lap. He seemed to notice your discomfort and decided to lend you a hand. He uses his strong hands to softly lift you up and allow you to sit properly, which is still on his lap.

The minutes went by normally, ray kept rehearsing, and you kept giving your judgement just how you would always do it when ray needed you. Although today felt different. Ray felt a bit needier than usual.

His normal breathing soon became heavier, and the grip he had on your hip slightly tightened. As if he were a wild wolf resisting a fresh slice of meat presenting itself in front of him.

It was only now that you realized what you were silently grinding on. You could feel the outline of Ray's bulge hit the shape of your ass; you didn't mean to sit there, you really didn't. But the damage has already been done, but you were willing to pay the price.

Ray noticed that you were finally aware of what youve done to him. "Fuck, please, I need you." He said it in your ear. "But you need to practice, don't you?" You said with a tease in the tone of your voice. "I can do both, please." His begging began making you feel things. So you were finally going to give a piece of what he wanted, but you weren't going to give it to him so easily; he needed to work for it.

You took off your jeans and underwear while ray began forgetting about the guitar. He watched you with needy eyes, savoring your every move. He aligned his dick to your entrance and slowly pushed himself in.

He let out a whimper at the feeling of you clamping on his dick; he wanted to start moving, but you immediately stopped him.

"Send a recording of the final guitar piece to Gerard so he can finally finish the track, and then I'll give you what you want." He knew better than to go against what you want; he could never, even if he wanted to. So he picked up his guitar, which was previously forgotten, and began playing while his dick was inserted inside of you.

It's been 39 minutes since you last moved, and not a single bit of progress has been made. Ray has been so distracted with the overwhelming feeling of being inside you that he couldn't plan properly. He was starting to feel frustrated at his lack of focus.

As much as you wanted to push him further and tease him for longer, you couldn't stand the sight of ray having a difficult time, so you decided to finally let him know that he can move.

"You can move now, baby." Ray stared at you in disbelief; he didn't know if he heard you properly, so he shot you this glance to make sure he heard correctly. And once you gave him the green light, he immediately pulled out and took your hand towards the bedroom.

He softly pushed you down on the bed, kissing you with a feverish want. "Thank you so much." Was all he could muster out before he lost all control. You knew he needed you, but you didn't know he needed you this bad.

He began entering you again, still going slow, since he was afraid of hurting you, especially with how strong ray naturally is. You moan into his mouth at the feeling of him finally bottoming out inside of you.

Ray thrusted fast and steady, his greed consuming him whole. He sucked hickeys and lovebites all over your neck and collarbone. If he didn't calm down, you might cum earlier than expected.

Ray ends up cumming before you; the feeling of his sperm filling you up made you cum. Everything became so overwhelming; ray pulled out of you slowly, hoping not to overstimulate you any more than you already are. He stares at you with this gleam of love in his eyes.

He cleans you up properly and lets you fall asleep as he does the remaining chores that were left undone thanks to the delay of his 'guitar rehearsals,' which eventually turned into lovemaking.

The next day, ray wakes up with 9 miscalls from Gerard; he can guess it's about the soundtrack for the album, but he didn't pay it much mind. He knew Gerard would understand.