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âŽim bisexual(pref for women) and my prns are she/they :3
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bullets era mikey way with a singer reader? pure fluff, a reader where they sing for a separate band, maybe a riot grrrl band?
wowowow okuokioki!! Sososososorry for the very big delayđĽđĽ
You've always loved music. You loved how it touched the souls of those who couldn't express how they felt in the form of words. Knowing this feeling all too well, you knew from the start that this is what you wanted to spend your entire life doing.
So, you gathered four of your closest friends and did just that. You formed a band, surrounded by people you loved, doing a thing you loved. Sure, it was great practicing and forming lyrics, but something was missing, it felt as if your music lacked emotion. It felt nearly robotic, which is something you five needed to change.
"Fuck, what do we do? Listen, our music sounds so dead. I thought we wanted to save lives? Not traumatize them." Your bassist's words felt like a dagger to the heart for everyone. As harsh as it may sound, it was true. "Maybe we could get some inspiration from other local bands? I heard there was a bar that was opened to performers." Everyone nodded in agreement. it wouldn't hurt to get a few ideas.
So, the bar is exactly where your band went to, this time, it wasn't for drinking and drowning out your sorrows but instead for guidance. You were all very excited, from the moment you stepped into the dark area, you could immediately smell the scent of sweat and alcohol, but you could feel how lively the area was, almost as if you were at a club.Â
You guys had to search for a place to sit to observe, you needed to look for seats early so that you could find the best place to get a great view. Searching wasn't very hard since most of the audience were busy drinking to their hearts' content, not paying any attention to the people performing on the small stage that they'd have to squeeze through in order to fit.
You were quite glad that you were the singer of your band, you couldn't imagine carrying around so much equipment. You could tell it was like hell for your band members. It wasn't hard to acknowledge it, especially with all their whining about the weight of their equipment.
"Holy shit, dude. Can someone lend me a hand here? I'm carrying a whole set for crying out loud." Your drummer groaned. You could tell that was directed to you, but since nothing was said directly at you, you wouldn't do anything.
"Alright, ladies and gentlemen, allow us to introduce on stage My Chemical Romance!" The host screamed over his mic. You and everyone paying attention watched as 4 guys walked on stage. One of them grabbing the mic, preparing to speak.
"So uhm, how's everybody doing today? Before we start, I'm going to introduce the people playin' with me today. On the drums is Matt, Ray's on guitar, and my little brother Mikey is on the bass, and last of all I'm Gerard and I'll be singing. Now this song's called skylines and turnstiles."
The crowd erupted in cheers for the new band performing; you and your members prepared to take down mental notes of what you guys could possibly do to improve your own performance.
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LOWK lost motivation might continue maybe not so here's a snippet of it.. if you guys have an idea for the plot or if there's anything I should change feel free to say it!!
You guys can make ur own version of this ask if you have no idea on what to write!!
aw it sucks you two grew apart, you guys were a sweet couple! it seems like you're both suffering in your own ways so i hope you don't take it to heart too much since it seems like she didn't mean to hurt you, it seemed more self destructive. anywho, not trying to be slightly parasocial. hope you feel better soon, i look forward to seeing some new writing from you maybe!
thank you anon for your sweet wordsđĽšđĽš i hope she's doing alright now! đ¤
Hey! I'm mostly active on dilli's page more but it's really got me thinking:
What happened with you two?
-âanon
hey guys! Ik it's been a month with no sign of life from me, but I'm alive and not really well! So sorry for the hiatus but it will continue! Just needed to clear this up.
i dont really know either aha, with me not being as active as I was before, we kinda just stopped talking all together. It's fine tho since it was an online thing <3
ray toro, controversially young gf, sheâs 5â2, curvy, a total latina babe, heâs big, beefy, and older, he worships the ground she walks on.
(this totally isnât self indulgent)
we car start wherever
-when they first met and their first date
-their first sexual encounter
-her first time meeting the band
heyheyhey!! I'm finally done with some important private stuff so I think I can spend a few moments dedicated to writing:3
note:this is a headcanon post since I'm kinda going through something but it isn't that bad for me to not writeđź
Warning:age gap but it isn't very talked about. So you can perceive it with or without the age gap. Mentions of bob
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 dayâa-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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gerard (lets say pro rev 2007 era) and drummer!reader.
when the band took a short break from touring, gerard and reader got in a messy breakup, and hadnt seen each other since. when theyre performing, they just can't seem to stop eyefucking each other, and theres just overall tension. after the show it all bubbles to the surface and they both fuck each other to oblivion and all that..
Word count:1638 words
A/n:hey guys I'm back(no I'm not im just bored) I'll try andndo the other fic I have in my inbox soon, feel free to give me more asks(just be oddly specific...) I'm sleepy and I realized how bad I am at writing smut ok bai
Edit:hey dudes so like I removed the smut part of the fic since I gen believe that's what brought it down, sorry to the anon for taking it away but my fic was gen so ass I hate writing smut
C/n:kinda angst just a little bit..., idk how to tag I'm sleepy, kinda rushed
You and Gerard were always so close; wherever he was, you were there too. Almost as if the two of you were bound by glue. And no one failed to notice that. Fans adored your relationship; the other members did too. Just seeing you two chatting away as always was just enough to stir up a storm among fans. But not everything lasts forever.
Everything happened so quickly on that day; oh, how you couldn't ever forget the way he stared at you. It was so full of anger; the worst part was you didn't even know why. You were surprised when he barged into your shared space.
You couldn't understand what he was saying; all you could make out was that it was all about you talking shit about him while he was drowning in responsibilities. His accusing you of such was just enough to make your blood boil. So one thing led to another, and before you could even process the situation, you two broke up.
You were slightly relieved he left before the fight became physical. You've seen what he did on stage with Frank; thanks to his current situation, you were certain he wouldn't hesitate to do it to you too.
But it still hurt, watching the man you loved walk away with your heart still with him. You did everything to make yourself feel better; you've tried telling yourself it was for the better. Besides, how was he going to focus on the band if he had to worry about you? You didn't want to be the reason for the band's downfall.
You've even tried hopping from bar to bar in search of someone new who was willing to love you the way Gerard once did. But nothing worked, it wasnt like you were expecting much result anyway.
The next week, your message inbox was blowing up with messages from different people, some you recognize, some you don't. But one thing they all had in common was why they were all texting you in the first place.
Gerard.
You couldn't help but slightly panic; you didn't expect the news of your breakup to reach the public so early. And you didn't know who told.
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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.
ââââ-
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.
gerard (lets say pro rev 2007 era) and drummer!reader.
when the band took a short break from touring, gerard and reader got in a messy breakup, and hadnt seen each other since. when theyre performing, they just can't seem to stop eyefucking each other, and theres just overall tension. after the show it all bubbles to the surface and they both fuck each other to oblivion and all that..
Word count:1638 words
A/n:hey guys I'm back(no I'm not im just bored) I'll try andndo the other fic I have in my inbox soon, feel free to give me more asks(just be oddly specific...) I'm sleepy and I realized how bad I am at writing smut ok bai
Edit:hey dudes so like I removed the smut part of the fic since I gen believe that's what brought it down, sorry to the anon for taking it away but my fic was gen so ass I hate writing smut
C/n:kinda angst just a little bit..., idk how to tag I'm sleepy, kinda rushed
You and Gerard were always so close; wherever he was, you were there too. Almost as if the two of you were bound by glue. And no one failed to notice that. Fans adored your relationship; the other members did too. Just seeing you two chatting away as always was just enough to stir up a storm among fans. But not everything lasts forever.
Everything happened so quickly on that day; oh, how you couldn't ever forget the way he stared at you. It was so full of anger; the worst part was you didn't even know why. You were surprised when he barged into your shared space.
You couldn't understand what he was saying; all you could make out was that it was all about you talking shit about him while he was drowning in responsibilities. His accusing you of such was just enough to make your blood boil. So one thing led to another, and before you could even process the situation, you two broke up.
You were slightly relieved he left before the fight became physical. You've seen what he did on stage with Frank; thanks to his current situation, you were certain he wouldn't hesitate to do it to you too.
But it still hurt, watching the man you loved walk away with your heart still with him. You did everything to make yourself feel better; you've tried telling yourself it was for the better. Besides, how was he going to focus on the band if he had to worry about you? You didn't want to be the reason for the band's downfall.
You've even tried hopping from bar to bar in search of someone new who was willing to love you the way Gerard once did. But nothing worked, it wasnt like you were expecting much result anyway.
The next week, your message inbox was blowing up with messages from different people, some you recognize, some you don't. But one thing they all had in common was why they were all texting you in the first place.
Gerard.
You couldn't help but slightly panic; you didn't expect the news of your breakup to reach the public so early. And you didn't know who told.
âââ-
"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.
ââââ-
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.
âââââ
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.
Hey guys, I think I'm able to write again!!! Although, if you're gonna make a req please try and make it as detailed as possible since I'm too dumb rn to come up with something for a plotđđđ
Wife has been offline lately, hoping she's doing okay!! Anyway, give asks guys like anything(femcr, monster stuff, etc!!) be as creative as possible, the best one will receive a cookie! đŞ
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Hey guys, I think I'm able to write again!!! Although, if you're gonna make a req please try and make it as detailed as possible since I'm too dumb rn to come up with something for a plotđđđ
Wife has been offline lately, hoping she's doing okay!! Anyway, give asks guys like anything(femcr, monster stuff, etc!!) be as creative as possible, the best one will receive a cookie! đŞ
Hey guys, first of all: Merry Christmas to all those who celebrate. Second of all I'll be going back on my hiatus for the mean time. Lately, I've been feeling very unmotivated to write since Ive myself noticed how shit I am writing, plus im facing some mental challenges right now.
So, I will be resetting my inbox and deleting every ask in my askbox(except the ideas for the frank x reader x Gerard fic) to reset it. Feel free to resend your ask if you want to.
If ever there are people who enjoy my writing, kinda don't worry bcz I will be coming back soon just not now. Feel free to send in some stuff. Thanks guys!
Guys.... guys... guys.... ill do my best to write after Christmas..... cuz rn i have absolutely no motivation to write, I've tried starting on asks but no idea comes to me nor the want to writeđđ
I'll keep my askbox opened, but please do know that me writing it will actually take some time, feel free to send me messages in there too!! Just because I'm not posting doesn't mean I won't open tumblr.
Apart from my current and future asks, the Gerard x reader x frank fic and nsfw alphabet of all the members will be postponed too. (Feel free to keep suggesting what plot you would like to see in the Gerard x reader x frank fic, I'll be picking one:3)
okay well now we need frank jerk off hcs... (PLEASE)
a/n: I might as well do ray after hehe!!
all this HCS thing is making me wanna do an nsfw alphabet for all of them.
should I..?
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Voting ended onDec 23, 2025
¡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.
¡his dick is a bit on the shorter side, but so so so thick. Would stretch you out so well.
can you do something about the reader being on her period and having bad cramps, so Ray offers to help try and relive some pain by making her cum
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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
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hiiii could you maybe ahh i donât know maybe perhaps write something about cock warming ray while he messes with his guitar and he just gets so soft and needy and itâs just messy in love sex
heyo!! This was such a good idea!!!
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.