#frank iero x gn!reader

[xxfanfiction-emo-trinityxx]

MCR Headcanons - they find out you’re in hospital

Summary: How the MCR members would react to finding out you’re in hospital after an accident Reader: can be read as any gender (no pronouns used) Warnings: hospitals, mentions of pain A/N: Don’t worry, in the future I’ll stick to proper one-shots, but i just wanted to share these thoughts, and with 60+ stitches in the face i don’t feel like writing much more. Written on my phone and not proof read. I'm literally laying in a hospital bed rn. While I was in the middle of writing this they gave me a syringe to the stomach and man, it fucking burns. Also i just sneezed for the first time since Monday, and it’s not an expierence i need to repeat any time soon.

Frank

Surprisingly calm. Worried af but surprisingly calm

Packs a few things he thinks you might need before going to the hospital (mainly snacks)

Frank's been in hospital often enough to know that snacks are rare and make everything better, so he only brings your favourites

Will give your door a very gentle knock and wait for an answer before he enters

If there's none (maybe you're asleep), he'll wait outside your room in the waiting area and try again after 30min

If you have an injury in your face, he will tell you how badass you look (if anyone else would have told you that, you might have tried punching them, but you know that it's just Frank's way of trying to process things)

If you're in hospital for a few days or longer, he brings his guitar and plays soft songs to you. Not necessarily singing, just plucking strings (you think he's secretly composing)

Absolutely will try to crawl into bed with you, especially if the room is cool. So you don't get cold (that's his argument, but you both know he just want to hear and feel you breathe)

Makes sure you don't fall out of bed by wrapping his arms and legs around you as good as your injuries allow, and tucking his head underneath your chin

Even though he's calm, he needs to be comforted just as much as you do. So if your lips work you better kiss his hair

  Ray

Panics.

Not the headless-chicken-running-around kind of panic. But the cold, internal one, freezing his heart over

But he tries to stay calm.

Unlike Mikey he doesn't drop everything. If he's cooking he's making sure to finish cooking and packs away the food before getting on the way

Definitely shakey voice when he asks for your room number at the information desk

He's just really glad to see you

Depending on how bad you are, he will definitely try to hug you but if you warn him that you think it might be hurtful, he will completely understand and only gently smile at you

Headpats and forehead kisses / hand kisses !!! (Depending on what's possible)

Will try to stay until you fall asleep, but if he notices you need some alone time, he will leave earlier than he wants to. Your comfort is his top priority

On his way out thanks the nurses and doctors he meets in the hallway for taking care of you

  Gerard

Lowekey panics the moment he hears you're in hospital

Trys to stay calm

Fails

But he's very polite to the people he interacts with while asking for your room

Before entering, he asks the nurses how you're doing and tries to mentally prepare to see one of his favourite people hurt

The whole time fidgeting around with a sleeve of his jacket or something until he sees you

Knocks before he enters

Highkey relieved if you're awake and can talk to him. He was preparing for the worst case scenarios

Will read comic books to you. Or Tolkien. or your favourite books. Or tell you about any and all story ideas he's recently had. Even if you heard about them 100 times already

When you're eventually asleep, he draws you as a superhero. Because that's what you are to him

Mikey

Super nervous to go to the hospital, but nothing and no one can stop him

I can't imagine him liking hospitals (who does really)

But he gets to you as soon as possible

3am? Who cares. Middle of band practice? Band practice is over now

Definitely stopping at a shop on the way to get a plushy

Hospitals are very anonymous and can be really lonely, and he needs to know someone or something is keeping you company after the nurses will kick him out inevitably

Will be really concerned about how you are, but resists the urge to constantly ask

Which you're really grateful for

Trys to stay in physical contact with you the whole time. If he can't brush over your hair or cheek or hold your hand, he will pat your knee.

Stays until the nurses kick him out so you can have some rest, and he leaves behind one of his hoodies for you to cuddle bc the plushy isn't enough in his opinion

Taglist:

@alexstyx @jayloverthe3rd @robinruns @lookalivefrosty @butterflycore  @omgsuperstarg @fivelegance @deadlovers @casmustdiee @cmtryghoul  

#gerard way x reader #frank iero x reader #ray toro x reader #mikey way x reader #tw: hospital #tw: pain #ray toro x gn!reader #gn!reader #gerard way x gn!reader #frank iero x gn!reader #mikey way x gn!reader #headcanon #mcr headcanon #mcr hc #my chemical romance headcanon #my chem headcanon

[sw33tsuccubus]

kissies

frank iero x reader

desc: different kisses with Frank

genre: fluff

inspired by: @anystalker707 (that one chapter in the Frank one shots) also a post I found

A/N: this is kinda different from what I usually do, so I hope it’s good 😅

———————————————————

Reader POV

After a day of work for both of us, Frank and I lay snuggled on the couch, The Twilight Zone playing on the TV. It was relaxing, but after some time, it was obvious neither of us were paying attention to the TV.

With Frank tracing shapes into my hip, I was distracted by how beautiful he looked. He lay curled onto my tummy, head resting just below my shoulder with an arm lowered at my hip. His hair partially covered his face, although the was too lazy to move it out of the way. The motions against my hip were soothing, although distracting.

“You look beautiful.”

Frank paused from his actions, tilting his head to look at my face. He gave me a soft smile before leaning up to gently peck my lips.

“You look quite adorable yourself.”

I grinned at him, pressing a kiss to his forehead in response. Moments like these were always amazing - time to ourselves, being able to cuddle.

We turned our attention back to the screen, undisturbed for a few moments until Frank started shifting. He let out a small groan after about twenty seconds, sparking some confusion within me.

“You alright there, hon?”

“I’m uncomfortable. Could you sit up real quick?”

With the two of us moving ourselves, we settled for pressing our sides against each other and holding hands.

Casting my attention to the TV, I lay my head on Frank’s shoulder and hummed contently. Yet again, however, Frank squeezed my hand and turned to press a kiss to the top of my head. He proceeded to use our intertwined hands to move my head and lift it a bit to pepper kisses all over my face.

“Darlin! The show!”

Frank let out a small whine before pressing another kiss to my cheek.

“Am I not allowed to love you?”

“You can, but I thought we turned it on for a reason?”

“Pause it then!”

Rolling my eyes, I pulled away from him to pause the TV. As I turned back towards him, he grabbed my cheeks with both hands and pressed a sloppy kiss to my lips.

He pulled away for a bit to take a breath, leaning in again. I closed my eyes, entering an almost dreamlike state. Until..

Pulling away, I widened my eyes and stared at him in shock.

“Did you just bite me?”

Frank giggled at me and gave me a sweet smile, leaning in and giving me a small peck.

“Maybe.”

~~~

Reader POV

Frank threw an arm around my shoulders, letting out a small laugh when I scoffed at him.

“Wow, so cliche.”

“Leave me alone, baby. I’m giving you affection.”

I rolled my eyes, causing him to shoot me a mock hurt expression.

“I thought you loved me!”

“I do. You just don’t need to pretend to be a guy from every chick flick ever.”

Frank frowned at me, pulling his arm away and leaning forward in his seat. The ads on the large screen were still going strong, much to my annoyance.

Frank leaned back yet again, this time with a wide smile on his face.

“Would you be happy if I kissed you?”

The question took me off guard, as I could tell by the heated feeling spreading across my face. There was no way Frank asked that so casually.

“Oh, uh, yeah. Do you even need to ask?”

“I hoped not, but just in case.”

Frank cupped my cheek, closed his eyes, and leaned in. I closed my eyes as well, copying the motions and then..

Our noses bumped.

I leaned back, giggling a little as Frank furrowed his brows in annoyance. He let out a groan, grabbing the back of my neck and pulling me in to kiss me correctly this time.

He moved his lips against mine passionately, but..

I leaned back a little, giggling even more now. He let out a whine and leaned in again, so we tried again. It ended with the same result.

“Babe! Come on.”

I giggled at his tone and took in a deep breath, nodding at him.

“Alright, go ahead.”

This time, however, Frank leaned into my neck and pressed his lips to the skin. The feeling of him sucking on the spot sent me into giggles again, and he leaned back with an annoyed expression.

“I’m sorry!”

I leaned back into my seat and let out a particularly loud giggle, causing Frank to crack a smile himself. He started laughing along with me, although when we stopped, he pressed a quick kiss to my lips.

“That was embarrassing.”

“You’re adorable!”

He pressed his face into the crook of my neck, letting out a noise of protest, just for me to continue laughing at him.

I only shut up after he sucked more on the skin. Leaning back with a proud smile, he pat my thigh.

“Who’s adorable now?”

Furrowing my brows, I shrunk down a bit into my seat.

“You shut up right now.”

Now it was his turn to giggle. He only continued when I lightly hit his thigh.

“Shut up!”

~~~

Reader POV

“Babe, where did you put the clean clothes?”

“They’re already in the closet!”

I heard shuffling, seeing Frank run from the laundry room to the bedroom. I heard movements from the other room as I continued reading, sinking back into the couch.

Hearing naked feet hitting the floor, I looked back up to see Frank hop down next to me. He wrapped his arms around my torso, burying his head into my neck.

“Hello there.”

“I don’t wanna leave you.”

“You’re going to have to. Work won’t let me come with.”

“Take a vacation break then. I can’t leave you here.”

I pet his head and moved the book to the side, making sure the bookmark was in place. Wrapping my arms around him, I pressed a kiss to the top of his head.

He pulled his head back, taking a look at my face, and pressing his forehead to mine.

“You’re adorable.”

“Not as much as you.”

He stuck his tongue out at me, and I giggled at him.

“I love ya.”

“Love you too.”

He leaned back, pulling me with him. We stay cuddled like that for a few minutes before I was hit with a moment of remembrance.

Letting out a groan, I tried pulling away, only to be pulled right back down.

“Frank..”

“I’m about to go on tour. You aren’t leaving.”

“Hon, I need to make dinner.”

Frank let out a sigh, casting his eyes at the clock under the TV.

“Well.”

He kept a tight grip on me as he thought for a moment. I started tracing random things on his tummy, catching his attention.

He smiled at me dreamily, and I felt butterflies in my stomach. I pressed a little kiss to his tummy, and he let out a giggle.

“Well, will you give me a kiss - to the lips - if I call a restaurant?”

I raised an eyebrow at him. That was a stupid reason to ask for a kiss. But I had no complaints, so I nodded.

He sat up, smiling as I pressed my lips to his. He kissed back, and we pulled away as we felt ourselves run out of breath.

“So, what are we getting?”

“Pizza?”

“Perfect.”

He gave me a squeeze before letting go to grab his phone. I gave him a sad smile and he gave me a questioning look, but he continued through the call.

“What?”

“I’m gonna miss this.”

He gave me a sad smile in turn, pressing his lips to mine and wrapping his arms back around me.

“I love you.”

I smiled as I leaned into his touch, placing my head on his chest.

“Love you too.”

~~~

Frank POV

Y/n had selected a day to take off of work, leaving us where we are. Waiting in line at an ice cream parlor, because Y/n said they wanted some.

“You know I can’t have ice cream, right?”

“Yep. But this place serves dairy free too. Read the signs, hon.”

“I’m not going to read the signs. That’s what you’re for.”

“Either you're trying to offend me or you’re actually illiterate.”

I gave Y/n a mock hurt face, only to receive a sweet smile in turn. I shook my head with a sigh, pulling them in for a kiss to the temple. After hearing them let out a soft sigh, I squeezed them.

Only for the person in front of us walk away with their ice cream. I let out a groan as Y/n let go of me, stepping forward to order. I decided I might as well do so, and got myself my own cup.

Leaving the parlor, we climbed into the car. The drive to the hotel was silent, only being interrupted by the sounds of the car.

Climbing out, I hurried up to the door, opening it for Y/n. They laughed at me, although stepped in and threw our trash in the lobby trash can.

We decided against waiting for the elevator to come back, just wanting to be back in our room, so we hurried up the stairs. Finally making it to our floor, I grabbed Y/n’s hand and ran down the hall to our room.

I used our keycard to get in, and immediately pulled Y/n in and towards the bed. We flopped down and they curled up on top of me, making it easier for me to wrap my arms around them. Hearing them sigh contently caused butterflies to erupt in my stomach, and I smiled widely at the ceiling.

Feeling them shift, I moved my head to look at them, being met with their face directly in front of mine. I held my breath and waited for them to make the move, closing my eyes.

Finally, they leaned forward, and kissed my nose. I opened my eyes and saw them smiling sweetly at me, eyes wide and awake.

“Babe, that was cute, but I thought you were gonna kiss kiss me.”

“Oh.”

Y/n’s eyes closed and they leaned in again, pressing their lips to mine softly. Closing my eyes, I moved our lips against each other and I heard them sigh contently.

Pulling away, I pressed my forehead against theirs and smiled widely at them. They returned the smile, although they raised an eyebrow at me.

“We should change into something more comfy so we can actually sleep.”

I rolled my eyes playfully, letting go so we could both stand up and change. As soon as Y/n sat back on the bed, I pulled them towards me and pulled the covers up. Making sure we were both comfortable, I shifted and rested my head on top of theirs.

Kissing the top of their head, I smiled softly and squeezed them.

“Goodnight, babe. Love you.”

They let out a hum, and I felt my smile widen.

“Love you too hon. ‘Night.”

#frank iero x reader #gn reader

[heaveaux]

This is so shit sorry

Im writing this fanfiction because I’m struggling with my mental health problems really bad at the moment and need a sense of comfort. I’m sorry my writing skills are crap too, but I’m still learning 👍

Gerard Way x gn!reader

Big TW

Warnings: sh, suicide, depression, swearing, arguments, bullying, fighting, blood, smoking, alcohol, throwing up

Summary- Gerard and y/n meet at school, y/n fights with people a lot and seems strong, well, they are physically but they’re going through a really hard time with bullies as well. It doesn’t end well is all I can say

They/them

Bullies- Elijah, Renata, and Royal

School was crap. School is crap, and it always has been. But there were some new students coming in, so that was exciting. I walked over to my locker. There was a large crowd around it, what could be going on over here.

I barged through the people and saw it. My locker was being vandalised. By. Fucking. Royal. I pinned him to the locker and punched him hard in the nose a few times until Elijah dragged me back. He was strong and tall, he easily pushed me down onto the disgusting hallway floor. He got down too and started to punch me, but I got up and kicked him shin. He grabbed my neck harshly as I dug my sharp nails into his shoulder. He let go and I fell down, trying to catch my breath. 

‘Don’t you dare try and fight me, you’re weak, you know you are’ he kicked me as Renata walked up and punched me in the face. Hard. She may look weak, but she had a fucking strong punch. I was covered in bruises and both my nostrils were bleeding. It stung bad, but it was fine, it wouldn’t last forever. 

The crowd left, but there was one boy still standing there, he had dark brown hair and slightly chubby cheeks. He was around 5’4, a bit shorter than me, admittedly he was one of the cutest boys I had ever seen. I felt my face heat up a little as then the bell went and the boy left.

I wasn’t going to bother cleaning up my face, even though I probably looked horrible, but that meant less people would approach me so that was fine with me.

I looked at my locker, it had cruel words spread across it. I felt a few tears roll down my cheeks as I wiped them away, feeling some blood get smeared across my cheeks. I shoved my bag and jacket into the locker and aggressively slammed it shut.

I had art now, I got to sit in a row all by myself, I got some peace while I painted. But when I walked in, that cut boy was sitting in the seat next to mine.

‘Ah, I see you’ve decided to show up today y/n, you’re 7 minutes late, after school detention.’ My teacher said, only looking up for half a second, not noticing my bloody face. 

I sighed and sat in my seat with my head on the desk, I could hear people whispering about me, it was more than normal and they were throwing things at me too. I stood up abruptly and ran outside the classroom and into the bathroom. 

I locked myself in a stall and cried. I got my box cutter out of my pocket which luckily had a zip. I pulled up my sleeves and stared at the white lines scattered across my arms. I added some more. Blood dripped onto the floor. And more. It was becoming more sore. And more. And m…. 

I woke up to the sound of the bell. I looked at my watch. It was time to go home. I cleaned up the floor and left for detention.

I walked into the room and the teacher in there took me outside. ‘Y/n are you okay, I heard that you ran away from class this morning and didn’t attend any lessons. Is something going on, are you okay?’ Mr Cuomo (I’m not creative, just take this name 😭 yes he is from weezer stfu 💕). I couldn’t stop thinking about what I did earlier and I hugged him, crying, he was my favourite teacher. He was so nice. He let me go home, but only this once would he let me off he said.

I got home, I could see the blood stains on my sleeves, I should’ve cleaned them. Suddenly, my mum walked in. ‘We’ve got new neighbours, go give them these cookies I made’ I took the cookies and nodded, putting them on my bed. I put on a black turtle neck, with a slipknot T-shirt and some slightly baggy black jeans. I was going to go out anyway to buy some bandages, guess I could wait an extra few minutes delivering these.

I got to the door and knocked, I knew this was the house since it still had the for sale sign still up. A boy with straight brown hair opened the door and I saw the boy for earlier’s head peak around from the sofa. I handed the boy the cookies and he smiled and took them. ‘Thank you; I saw you at school, getting beat up that person, are you alright now? Also I’m Mikey and that’s my brother Gerard’ I shook his hand.

‘Yeah I’m fine, also my name is y/n’ I replied. ‘Wait you’ve got some blood under your nose, come in I’ll clean it for you’ he was nice. He grabbed my hand and pulled me into their bathroom, Gerard following behind. Gerard hugged me and then ran away. What was that? It was cute, but why?

Gerard pov-

I was worried about y/n, after they ran out of class and I saw them crying outside of detention. I had the idea to give them a hug. They probably needed it. I hugged them and then ran away, I thought they were attractive and I really like them. I’d never say that, because they’d probably beat me up or something. I led down on my bed, kicking my legs while lying face down, like a teenage girl who had just had their crush text them back.

Y/n pov-

Mikey cleaned my face and soon after, I left to go to the shop. I bought some bandages and plasters just in case I maybe got into a fight again.

Time skip (because this is getting boring)

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

I sat down with my friends Frank and Ray outside, behind the building. Soon after, Mikey and Gerard came over and sat with us, Frank was on one side of me, Gerard was on the other side and Ray and Mikey were on the other side. They began talking, but I zoned out. I was thinking about what would happen if I did something really bad to myself. What would everyone think. What if I lived?

Frank nudged me. ‘You alright?’ I nodded and took another drag of my cigarette. ‘Just thinking’ he continued talking to Mikey and Ray as Gerard put his head on my shoulder. I felt my face heat up as I pulled him closer. We’d only known each other for a month now, but I think I like him. A lot.

The bell went and we walked inside, one last lesson and we could finally go home and have the little party we’d planned to celebrate my pet fish’s birthday. It was really just an excuse for us to party and get wasted.

After school I walked outside, I saw Renata, Royal and Elijah. They walked over to me. Royal pushed me onto the floor. Then Renata grabbed my hair and I bit my lip, she pulled my head up from the ground and then slamming back down repeatedly and soon my lip was bleeding and so was my nose. Ouch. I was crying, but then Ray ran over, scaring them away. My face was covered in bruises and blood.

I slowly curled up into a ball and cried. My nose was bleeding and my ears were ringing, it was so painful. Ray pulled me onto his lap. ‘Shhhh, it’s okay, they’re gone now, I’ve got you’ he pulled me up to his chest and hugged me tightly. He picked me up and carried me to his car where the others were and we all got in.

‘Hey y/n are you alright?’ Gerard was playing with my hair and I cried into his chest now. I was sat on his lap, cuddling him. I shook my head. ‘I’m sorry….’

We got to my house and we walked in. I grabbed the vodka and shot glasses. Ray got some weaker alcohol and Frank brought in some whiskey. We all sat in a circle drinking, Gerard was in my lap now. I ended up throwing up and sleeping next to the toilet I got Gerard’s arms. The only thing I could remember was making out with Gerard, taking off my shirt and then throwing up and laughing. 

Only me and Frank were awake. He took me out to my garden, it was very early, the sun was still rising but it was quite warm. We sat on the grass by the pool. ‘Y/n, I saw your arms yesterday, I need you to tell me the truth, are you okay?’ I didn’t cry, I just sat there with a sad expression on my face. ‘No, I’m not, I’m not okay’ I led down onto my back, but then felt puke rising up my throat and ran to the downstairs bathroom. 

I felt horrible, sick, achy and tired. I just brought a bin to the sofa and led down, looking outside through the large windows and clear doors at the pool. Frank was inside now, getting us all some medicine and water. Ray was asleep next to Mikey on the floor. They were a few centimetres apart, Mikey then sat up and started tickling Ray’s feet. I laughed, and then Ray woke up and Gerard came downstairs.

Luckily it was a Saturday so we could stay in all day. My parents were still at work. They worked night shifts and slept during the day. I spent most of my time alone on the weekends or doing grocery shopping for my parents. It was fine with me, it was peaceful, I didn’t care that I was alone most of the time.

Gerard came over to me and sat next to me. Frank gave me a sympathetic look, a pill and a glass of water. To help with the hangover. He also gave the things to Ray, himself, Mikey and Gerard.

We sat there in silence for a few minutes until I turned on a Christmas movie. It wasn’t that near to Christmas, I just wanted to brighten the mood. We all laughed a bit and spoke to each other. But we were all too tired to do anything. ‘Hey Gee, you know you’re making music n shit, you should make a song one day, called like, cemetery something. Dedicated to me, your no.1 fan’ he laughed. ‘Okay sure, I’ll write it at some point’

Time skip brought to you by more boringness 

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

I walked into school, once again having a cross around my locker. It had things like ‘kys’ written on it. I ran into the bathroom and took out my pills. I took a bunch and left for class. I felt dizzy, I felt hot, like I was going to throw up.

‘You’re late again y/n, after school d-‘ I passed out.

I woke up in hospital. I heard crying and shouting. ‘LET ME IN THERE…. please, please’ I heard Gerard sobbing. ‘Please, I want to see them’ even Ray and Frank were crying. 

I was in a room with a nurse. I had a weird big T-shirt thing on. My ears were ringing. I threw up on my bed. There was blood in it. The nurse left to get me a new blanket and something to throw up in. I was squinting, it was too bright, I could feel vomit around my mouth. I saw Gerard outside crying. 

I regretted doing it. But I also wanted to do it again, but not live.

A doctor walked in. ‘I want to see Gerard, please..’ the doctor brought Gerard in. Gerard was still crying. 

‘I was so worried y/n’ I started crying too ‘I’m so so sorry Gerard’

Time skip bc yeah

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

I was let out of the hospital. I went into my house and shut myself in my room. I took some pills. I-

Gerard’s pov-

The funeral was quiet. I didn’t want them to leave, I never got to tell them how much I loved them, I’ll remember to write that song for them one day….

Time skip to a mcr concert in the future 

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

‘I wrote this song for someone I fell in love with’ I yelled out to the large crowd ‘they were called y/n and they asked me to write a song dedicated to them, this is cemetery drive’

Skip a little

~~~~~~~~~

‘I MISS YOU I MISS YOU SO FAR, AND THE COLLISION OF YOUR KISS THAT MADE IT SO HARD’ I was singing at the top of my lungs…. For y/n.

Y/n pov-

I looked down at him from heaven… thank you….

#gerard way #x reader #emo #gee way #mikey way #my chemical romance #scenario #mcr x reader #heaveaux #mcr gerard #frank #black parade #ray toro #frank iero #gerard way x reader #mental health #depression #gn reader #gender neutral reader #reader insert #gay #teenagers #mcr fanfiction #mcr 2022 #mcr return #mcr fic #new mcr #mcr frank #my chem #mcr ray

[rdiowx]

FRANKENSTEIN FRANK IERO

Now posted on my ao3: Cndlewax

Frankenstein frank iero x gn! Reader

Ik i said this would be longer but I’ve been working on this for days and i actually dont know what i was going to do with it lmk if i should go on with the series

Now i when was trying to figure out which Frank era would fit Frankenstein i was thinking revenge so thats what i went with and is described here. However now that i think about it, Leathermouth and danger days wouldve been viable options (WHY DIDNT I DO DANGER DAYS IM LITERALLY SOBBING)

Reader is technically Frankenstein and Frank is Frankensteins monster, its like 1930s id like to think because of the 1931 Frankenstein movie, Reader is a mad scientist, Reader is lowkey kinda insane im not gonna lie (because who thinks of this kinda thing), Mikey shows up i just feel like he’s Frankensteins assistant Material, kind of detailed mention of limbs being sewn and stapled together, i mean technically Frank is put in an electric chair…, usage of Y/n,(i do plan on making this a series however if i do id probably move it to ao3 and it would be random chapters of teaching frank random things).

The village ‘mad scientist’ also known as Y/n, You had been rumored to be working on something for years, and you have. Today it should finally be done. You were currently hunched over your project, a man covered in staples, stitches and all sorts of other things. You make sure each limb is sturdy, sewing or stapling multiple times if you have to. When he comes to life —and you will make sure he will— you wouldnt want him to fall over. You need to make sure he can hold his body weight up. you are pulled out of your focus when you hear the lab door open, “I’ve brought good news.” Mikey exclaimed, holding a larger than average beaker in his hands.

You broke out into an extremely unsettling smile, Mikey only smiles back, used to your behavior having been friends with you since you were kids. “Did you get it Mikey?” You asked, at the edge of your seat, He only nods in response. You laugh and spin in your chair towards him, you grab and kiss his face enthusiastically. He playfully gags and wipes his face, having set the beaker down at your work table.

“What would i ever do without you Michael?” You exclaimed, Taking the beaker and quickly making your way to your experiment. Using your lab table to set him at a 90 degree angle you took the top of his head off, you needed to connect his brain stems. You needed to detach multiple places in order to do it, luckily you thought ahead and thought not to stitch these places before hand. Mikey made sure you had enough light to complete this task, holding a simple flashlight above your work area.

After attaching everything correctly you stapled and sewed, it would be a shame if all your hard work went to waste due to some poor patch job. You had been working on this for years, and finally you could finish it. You had done this once before, not anything near as big as this project, but on a salamander when you and Mikey were 16. The day you revived that salamander was the day you earned the ‘mad scientist’ title. “We’ve waited years for this Mikey, i dont think i possibly couldve gotten this done without you.” You said, wheeling over the machine that was going to bring your experiment to life. Mikey smiles proudly as you looked his way, quickly moving to your side as you waved your hand for him to come to you.

“You’re fucking crazy.” Mikey teased, smiling your way before putting his metal goggles —which you made to fit his glasses perscription because he complained about not being able to see every time— on for protection and stepping away from the now powered up machine. You only smile in response, putting your metal welding headgear on before pulling the last lever. The light from the electricity filled the room, you were sure any nosy civilian would be curious if they were outside right now. Turning off the machine you lift your headgear off before checking your experiment. Seeing his fingers twitch filled you with hope, a quiet groan filled your ears looking over, Mikey had a smug look on his face. You looked back towards the now living thing, His hazel eyes looking straight forward. “I feel like he needs a name, what are you thinking?” Michael asked, tilting his head before taking his goggles all the way off and setting them aside.

“Frank.” You replied simply, taking in the mans appearance.

He had a slight green discoloration, covered from head to toe in stitches and staples. you could see the stitches make indents and stretch his skin as well as with the staples, you were lucky he didnt have pain receptors or this would be a lot harder to pull off. A simple screw on the side of his head it was a decently sized one but not huge, maybe as big or slightly bigger than your hand. It was a screw that required a Phillips screw driver even though it was turnable by hand, his eyes had bags and his hair was greasy. His hair was nothing you had seen before, the sides were a light blonde and he seemed to have a mohawk but it was slicked down by the sheer amount of grease that had built up over the years and the front of his hair sat in the middle of his face. He was wearing an old suit you found in your closet, you dont know who it belonged to but you didn’t exactly care all that much. He looked to have had piercings from were you stapled his face, But it kinda fit him after all you could always fix it later. After a while you realized you would have to teach him how to do things again, he’s not what he once was. “Alright (Y/n), i have to go. Gerard is waiting for me to get back home and its getting dark.” Michael informed, hanging his lab coat on his designated hook by the door. “Be safe Michael, wouldnt want to lose my favorite lab partner.” You laughed, Michael rolled his eyes on the way out but not before shouting “im your only lab partner!” You could swear you could hear him mumble a quiet “Im your only friend at that.” Making you roll your eyes, you couldn’t be mad if he was right.

Now you were sat in your lab with your own creation staring back at you. ‘Lets see what you can still do.’ You thought to yourself before walking around to the still seated man. You lifted his arm to see if he could hold it up, He turned his head to face you and surprisingly he could, these are great signs. you sat in your spin chair and rolled your way to your clipboard that was on your desk. You needed to write stuff for your experiment down, right now you were the happiest you had been in years. You couldn’t suppress the slight smile on your face as you tested the staple covered man. After finishing your tests you wanted to move on to his speech, since you were the one who put him together you knew he was capable of doing so.

The only problem was you didnt know how, sure you knew how to talk but you didnt really know how to hold a conversation, if it wasn’t for Mikey you dont think you would talk at all if it wasn’t to yourself. Being the village scientist meant you were always in the lab, you hadn’t talked to anyone but Mikey or sometimes his older brother Gerard in years. You dont even remeber the last time you even left the lab, it was your house and Mikey did all of your errands. You supposed you could start with the basics, ‘hello’ or your name maybe even his. If you started with hello you’d have to explain what a greeting is, if you started with your or his name you might have to explain what a name even is and how to use it. You hadn’t noticed the man move from his spot, you were so busy staring off into space you didnt notice the prominent frown on your face as you stared at the wall. When you finally snapped out of it you panicked as you watched the man touch stuff on your lab table, almost spilling a tube of something before catching it and looking at you with guilt ridden face.

You quickly made your way to him, taking the tube out of his hand and putting it in its correct place. “Um, okay don’t- don’t touch anything on this table..got it?” You spoke, gently steering the man by his hand to sit at your desk chair. You pushed him into said chair maybe a bit rougher than you meant to, however he didnt seem to mind. “Okay.. your name is- can you talk?” You asked, you couldve maybe put in a little more effort but this was your first time doing anything like this. You only got a head tilt in response, it was like he could understand you but he couldn’t answer. You furrowed your eyebrows, Your reaction caused him to frown a little. “‘My name is Frank’ Can you say that?” You questioned, he could only get out ‘Frank’. It wasnt much but you could work with it after all you weren’t sure of what he was capable of, Sure he had human parts but he wasnt fully functional right now.

“Frank, frank is you.” You stated, pointing a finger towards him. “You?” He questioned, his index finger now pointing towards himself. You smiled before shaking your head, This caused Frank to smile as well however he looked sort of confused. You tried again pointing your finger towards him, “when i stick my finger out towards you it means ‘you’, when you stick your finger towards yourself it means ‘me’.” You stated, a look of realization crossed his face before he pointed to himself again. “Frank is me?” He asked, letting out a noise of what seemed to be happiness after you confirmed it. He was going to be trouble but you knew it was worth it, after all, you wanted this.

#mcr x reader #mcr x reader smut #frank iero x reader #frank iero x reader smut #mcr smut #frank iero smut #mikey way x reader #gerard way x reader #frankenstein frank iero

[disenchantingwrites]

Hold Me Close • F.I

It’s been weeks, months, since you got to see your husband. When he returns, you want nothing more than to be with him, and he has no objections.

Frank Iero x GN!Reader

A/N: I am so whipped for this man omg. My MCR hyperfixation has come back (I saw them and it's now my only personality trait) so there might be some more if I can fix my burnt out state :/

Word Count: 505

---- ---- ---- ----

Frank had been gone for so long; you were sure by the time he got back, you would have forgotten his face. Okay, yes, maybe you were being slightly dramatic, especially considering he video-called you almost every night, but it felt that way. Touring was always busy, and you were occupied, too, with work and the kids when they got back from school. It felt almost strange to have him back with you, and you knew it was weird, too, not being on tour, but both of you were glad to have each other so close now.

“I wish I could just curl up with you and never let you go,” you hummed, taking the space on the sofa beside Frank. He grinned at you, pressing a soft kiss to the top of your head.

“I know.” His hand snaked around your waist, pulling you tight against him. “I missed you.”

You smiled at his affection. “I missed you, too.” Your brain swirled with an idea, and before you or Frank could say anything, you were sitting on his lap, palms cupping his face.

“What’re you doing?” He frowned, hands immediately coming to your waist to keep you there.

You pressed a kiss to his forehead. He furrowed his eyebrows at your lacking response. Then you pressed one to his nose, then one to the spot beneath his eye. He grinned at your actions, a soft laugh passing his lips. Your thumbs stroked his cheeks as you pressed your lips to his jaw, ignoring the stubble.

“Is this how you plan to spend your lunch break?” He queried, amused as he pressed his forehead to the top of your head. You hummed in response and shrugged. “I’m not complaining, but you should get something to eat.”

“I can eat while I work, Frank. Just let me spend this with you. I haven’t seen you in so long.”

You pressed another kiss to his cheek on the opposite side. He didn't respond, only ran his hands up and down your sides. You pulled back for a moment, silently looking into each other’s eyes before you smiled at him. He returned it momentarily. You leaned down and pressed your lips against his into a tender kiss that felt like it lasted for an eternity, which still wasn't enough.

“I love you,” you murmured.

“I love you, too, sweetheart,” Frank replied.

He leant forward and connected your lips again. You curled your fingers into his hair, unable to repress your grin. You pulled away and pressed another kiss to his forehead. Your hand slipped down to the scorpion tattoo on the side of his neck. He hummed your name, and your eyes darted back to him.

“How long do you have until you’ve got to get back to work?” His fingers were trailing back down your sides, only to slip under the hem of your shirt. “Because...”

You could catch the innuendo he uttered and rolled your eyes. “Little more than half an hour.”

Frank’s grin widened. “Brilliant.”

#x reader #disenchanting writing #gender neutral reader #frank iero #frank iero x reader #frank iero fanfiction #frank iero imagine #my chem #my chemical romance x reader #my chem frank #my chemical frank #mcr #mcr x reader #mcr imagine #frank iero one shot #Frank iero fluff #mcr fluff #fiatfv #fiatp

[anystalker707]

MY CHEMICAL ROMANCE MASTERLIST

‿̩͙‿ ༺ ♰ ༻ ‿̩͙‿

MASTERLIST INDEX

Read before requesting

Requests' status

Meet the author

♰ Gerard Way

༺ Infatuation | Gerard Way x [gn] Reader | LOTMS Era

Genre: Fluff / Comfort Summary: Mikey's quiet brother catches (y/n)'s attention, and they're up to doing anything to have him fall for them with the help of their friends, Mikey, Ray, and Frank.

༺ Mx. Painter, my dear | Gerard Way x [gn] Reader | 2007 Era

Genre: Light angst / Comfort Summary: A vampire--brooding owner of an isolated estate--who decides to help a painter on the verge of death from consumption. Tw: Depressive themes

༺ Let me help you | Gerard Way x [fem] Reader | LOTMS Era

Genre: Smut / Comfort Summary: Gerard finds comfort in you, for some reason. No one more than a last-minute stage manager.

༺ Ignition | Gerard Way x [gn] Reader | 2007 Era

Genre: Smut Summary: Nothing like pleasing the one who you belong to. Kind of content: Dom-Sub dinamics / Dom! Gerard / Oral fixation / afab version + amab version

༺ Forgotten screens and messy covers | Gerard Way x [gn, afab] Reader | Basement Era

Genre: Smut / Comfort Summary: A boring movie leads to interesting actions. Kind of content: Pegging / Dirty talk / Praising / Humiliation

༺ 15 minutes until the night mass | Priest! Gerard x Vampire! [gn] Reader

Genre: Smut Summary: Just a small treat to yourself before the last mass of Sunday. Kind of content: Dom-Sub dinamics / Vampire! Reader / Priest! Gerard / Blood play / Sado-Masochism undertones / Oral fixation

༺ That guy from the local band | Gerard x [afab] Reader | Bullets Era

Genre: Smut / Drabble Summary: One thing leads to another after you talk with the singer of the local band. Kind of content: Dom-Sub dinamics / Biting / Oral / Overstim

༺ Pouring rain | Gerard x [gn] Reader | Basement era

Genre: Angst / Comfort Summary: Bitter sweet reencounters

༺ .loving rewards. | Gerard x [gn/afab] Reader | Revenge Era

Genre: Drabble / Smut Summary: A nice reward for such a loving boy Kind of content: Pegging / Overstimulation / Praising

༺ .worship. | Gerard x [gn/afab] Reader | Any Era

Genre: Drabble / Smut / Fluff Summary: His adoration for your body is unquestionable. Kind of content: Chubby Reader / Praising / Dom-Sub undertones / Sub Reader / Body worship

♰ Party Poison

༺ Red marks against pale skin | Party Poison x [gn] Reader

Genre: Smut / Comfort Summary: Party Poison's chest is really sensitive. It wouldn't hurt to see how far it goes, right? Kind of content: Nipple play / Oral fixation.

༺ When we kill all our friends | Party Poison x [gn] Reader

Genre: Angst / Comfort Summary: It's been bitter years since anyone saw the Fabulous Four, but it seems like Party Poison is inviting you to deal with them again.

༺ On the same side (1/2) | Party Poison x [gn] Reader

Genre: Comfort Summary: Only a small mistake was enough to have you, a famous scarecrow, in the hands of the most famous killjoy group.

↳ ༺ On the same side (2/2) | Party Poison x [gn] Reader

Genre: Comfort Summary: Who knew Party Poison themself would fall in love with a former Scarecrow?

♰ Frank Iero

༺ 3 a.m. | Pastel! Frank x Punk! [gn] Reader | DD Era

Genre: Fluff / Comfort Summary: (Y/n) loves to take Frank on dates in the middle of the night, and he loves it just the same.

༺ Fluff² | [Revenge] Frank x [gn] Reader x [ProRev] Frank

Genre: Fluff / Comfort Summary: (Y/n) had a rough day at work, but, luckily, their boyfriends are there to help.

༺ Such a tease | Frank x [transmasc] Reader | Revenge era

Genre: Smut Summary: Frank's a damn tease that deserves a punishment. Kind of content: Love bites / Dry grinding / Dom-Sub dynamics / Dom! Reader

༺ Love bites | Frank x [gn] Reader | ProRev Era

Genre: Smut Summary: Frank's like a little devil, getting on your way the whole time, and you get way too angry. Kind of content: Spanking / Overstim / Oral / Love bites / Dom-Sub dynamics / Dom! Reader

༺ A treat | Frank x [amab/male] Reader | ProRev Era

Genre: Smut Summary: You had a long day and Frank's needy. It's logic. Kind of content: Soft / Loving / Riding / Dom-Sub dynamics / Dom! Reader

༺ Good, princess? | Frank x [amab/male] Reader | DD Era

Genre: Smut Summary: Frank really wants to have some fun with you, whether it's while talking with the others or in the hotel's bathroom. Kind of content: Dom-Sub undertones / Frank calls reader as "princess" / Oral / Fucking against the wall

༺ (twink)² | [transmasc] Frank x [transmasc] Reader | DD Era

Genre: Smut/ Drabble Summary: Just fucking around with strap-ons. Kind of content: Dom-Sub undertones / Frank pegs reader / Not a lot of body description / Actually pretty sweet / Brief overstimulation

༺ Dualism | Frank x [gn, afab] Reader | Any era

Genre: Comfort/ Drabble/ Fluff / Smutty Summary: A small synthesis of your relationship with Frank. Kind of content: Dom-Sub undertones / Dom Reader / Not a lot of body description

༺ .worship. | Frank x [gn/afab] Reader | Any Era

Genre: Drabble / Smut / Fluff Summary: His adoration for your body is unquestionable. Kind of content: Chubby Reader / Praising / Dom-Sub undertones / Sub Reader / Body worship

༺ top surgery | Frank x [transmasc] Reader | Any Era

Genre: Drabble / Comfort / Fluff Summary: Sweet interactions between Frank and his boyfriend after the top surgery

♰ Fun Ghoul

༺ Let me hold you | Ghoul x [gn] Reader | Oneshot

Genre: Drabble / Comfort / Angst Summary: Ghoul wasn't aware the pain was that bad when he tried to hug you. Kind of content: Intense pain description

♰ Mikey Way

༺ In your arms | Mikey x [gn, afab] Reader | 2023 Era

Genre: Smut / Fluff / Comfort Summary: It's (y/n)'s first time, and Mikey is happy to help.

༺ Tied and blindfolded | Mikey x [gn, afab] Reader | TBP Era

Genre: Smut / Fluff Summary: It's a new thing Mikey wants to try. Kind of content: Blindfolding / Handcuffing / Dom and sub dynamics / Breeding kink / Rough

༺ + 1 | Mikey x [gn, afab] Reader | Return Era

Genre: Smut Summary: You and Mikey are trying for a baby. Kind of content: Breeding kink / Lots of body description / Edging / Light overstim

♰ Ray Toro

༺ make up for the lost time | Ray x [gn, afab] Reader | Revenge Era

Genre: Comfort/ Smut Summary: Ray's back after tour, and you can't hold yourself back anymore. Kind of content: Dom-Sub undertones / Dom Ray / Not a lot of body description (transmasc friendly) / Riding / A little overstim

#my chemical romance #mcr #mcr x reader #gerard way #mikey way #frank iero #ray toro #party poison #fun ghoul #jet star #kobra kid

[slutforstabbings-archive]

Front Page News

post-Ends survivor!Corey x gn!reader

I’m working on a super long fic but this idea doesn’t fit and I still wanted to do something with it. Went for a fake news article format, let me know what you think!

Inspired by Extremely Wicked Shockingly Evil and Vile, and this picture of Frank Iero lol

Just over 1,000 words

@rebel-blue @nachtmahr666

‘Psycho Babysitter’ and Michael Myers Copycat Sentenced

CHICAGO-

Sentencing or rock concert? You would be forgiven for thinking the scene today at the Cook County Courthouse was the latter, as throngs of young people wearing homemade t-shirts gathered inside and outside of the courtroom. Their purpose? Show support for Corey Cunningham, a man found guilty last month of seven counts of aggravated murder in the first degree, one count of murder in the first degree, one count of arson in the second degree, and one count of criminal negligence in a series of slayings imitating famed killer Michael Myers last October.

Cunningham, 25, was previously acquitted of aggravated manslaughter. He was charged in 2019 after a child in his care died in an accident on Halloween. Despite the jury finding him not guilty, he was labeled by many a “psycho babysitter” and consequently ostracized in his hometown of Haddonfield, just north of Bloomington.

At his manslaughter trial, Cunningham presented as timid and hapless, taking the stand in his own defense against his lawyer’s wishes and stuttering through his explanation of the events leading to the death of his babysitting charge. He was sheepish and did not smile when the verdict was read. This led many people to suspect the whole thing was an act. “You can tell he did it because he wanted to feel powerful and a kid was an easy target,” an anonymous Haddonfield resident was quoted at the time.

The young man at the center of this trial stands in stark contrast to the one from 2019. He is brash and brazen, being threatened with contempt of court on multiple occasions. The first instance occurred on the first day of the trial, when Cunningham came to court smartly dressed in a suit, but unbuttoned his jacket to reveal a t-shirt with magic marker lettering. The shirt read “I am a monster. I am the monster you created. I am the monster you destroy.” He avoided being held in contempt by keeping his jacket buttoned for the rest of that day’s proceedings.

This sentiment has become popular with the fans Cunningham has amassed since his arrest. His crimes made national news in part due to his miraculous survival, after being shot twice by Michael Myers survivor Laurie Strode when he entered her home intending to kill her, suffering a self-inflicted stab wound, and having two cervical vertebrae fractured by Michael Myers himself, who had acted as a sort of murder mentor. Photos circulated widely of Cunningham in a spinal halo handcuffed to a hospital bed. Much was also made of his charming good looks, and the fact that his would-be last words were allegedly “If I can’t have her…” said in reference to Laurie Strode’s granddaughter. These facts are often cited by young people who admire Cunningham, or feel some sort of kinship with him.

“He’s such a babe,” said Danielle*, 24. She’s been attending since the third day of the trial. “He killed people that messed with his girlfriend and then killed himself when they couldn’t be together… But then he lived. It’s so Shakespearean.”

Another spectator, Kyle*, 27, who has been in attendance since the first day of the trial told reporters “He wasn’t psycho, but everybody said he was. They said he was until it was true. We all become the things people tell us we are.”

Cunningham’s other courtroom antics involve drawing pentagrams on the palms of his hands, choking himself with his handcuffs, and telling judge “I’m the devil and I did the devil’s business,” references to fellow convicted killers Richard Ramirez, Ailene Wurnos, and Manson Family member Charles “Tex” Watson respectively, laughing hysterically during descriptions of his crimes, and leaning over the bar that separates the courtroom to kiss a spectator in the gallery.

The spectator in question has been identified as Y/N, 2-, of Chicago, a Cunningham fan who was early to the party, beginning to send him letters in November of 2022 while he was still in the hospital. Since then the volume of fanmail he receives has grown exponentially, reaching a peak of 700 letters in one day last week. The subjects of the letters range from begging him to turn to Jesus, to marriage proposals, to requests to make films about his life. Of course at such volume, nearly all the letters go unanswered, but according to a source familiar with the subject, Cunningham has never missed replying to a letter from Y/N, dictating responses before regaining the ability to write them himself. After the kissing incident the judge required that Y/N sit in at least the second row of the gallery moving forward or be held in contempt.

Leading up to sentencing rumors swirled about who may or may not be speaking at the hearing. Names put forward included Laurie Strode, Allyson Nelson, the granddaughter with whom Cunningham had a romantic entanglement, and Roger Allen, father of the boy Cunningham was babysitting in 2019, among others. In the end, the only person to take the stand at the hearing was Cunningham himself, who, to the surprise of many, argued he should be met with the harshest punishment possible. His speech was concise, and chillingly, delivered with a smile.

“Everyone has the capacity to be a monster. Most people let themselves be monsters a little bit, but they won’t go all the way. If we had the death penalty, I’d ask for it. Give in, go all the way, become a monster just like me. Make me an example. It won’t make a difference. You made me a monster, and then you made me a rockstar.”

The courtroom, packed with people wearing recreations of Cunningham’s “I am a monster” shirt, and holding signs with sayings such as “Team Corey”, erupted into cheers and applause when he finished speaking. It took the judge several minutes to regain order.

The jury deliberated for only fifteen minutes before returning with the sentence. Seven consecutive life sentences, the maximum penalty for each count of aggravated murder, with an additional 45 years for his other crimes. As the sentence was announced Cunningham could be seen smiling and nodding. The spectators in the gallery caused a ruckus after each count, cheering, wailing, and booing in equal measure, prompting the judge to threaten to hold the entire audience in contempt of court if they did not quiet down. As he was led out of the courtroom at the end of the proceedings, Y/N could be heard shouting “I love you, Corey Cunningham!” Cunningham attempted to turn around to address the love confession, but bailiffs did not allow him to.

He is set to serve his sentence at the Menard Correctional Center in Chester.

*Names have been changed

#corey cunningham #corey cunningham x reader #corey cunningham x gender neutral reader #Halloween ends #halloween ends spoilers #fan fiction #fanfic #mine

[mythicalcowboyatheart]

My chemical romance master list

Fake Instagram posts

Part 1

2

3

4

mcr x reader

Dream come true - gn drummer reader

gerard way

frank Iero

party poison

fun ghoul

#my chemical romance #ray toro #gerard way #mikey way #frank iero #mcr x reader

[imkindofajacketslut]

I might start writing ficssssssss

I will write reader X...

Gerard Way

Frank Iero

Ray Toro

and of course baby gir- I mean uh, Mikey Way

I will do X female reader and X gn reader(gn is just they/them so anyone can read it no matter what you wanna identified, there is no set gender) I'm really bad at maleXmale but I'm trying to get better and once I am(if it happens) I will be fine writing it.

I read smut, not write it!

anyways ummmmm, feel free to send in requests I might not do them all and if I dont want to do any of the requests I will(probably)reply anyways just to let you know so that you are not wondering

#please request #gerard way #mikey way #frank iero #ray toro #we dont like bob #we fucking hate bob #bob is a racist #mcr #my chemical romace #my chemical fucking romance

[sqookiie]

if anyone is interested here’s my gn reader frank iero high school au story. i have everything planned out and it’s gonna be so awesome trust me

[gghoulishdelight]

"At the End of the World, or the Last Thing You See.."

pairing: mikey x gn!reader x ray

genre: fluff xtreme!!

a/n; based off of a dream i had, except not ghost of u mikey cuz i dont want him to die

/ look at these nerds<33 luv them /

"micheal james way, stop messing with your hair before i pin your hands down!"

mikey jumps at the stern sound of your voice coming from the entrance of his dressing room, a sheepish look on his face as he meets your glare through the mirror he's facing. he couldn't help himself, he was nervous and he didn't feel as if his hair looked like it should, but then again, he wasn't all that interested in costume design like you were. you technically weren't their costume designer, but you were definitely the one who ran around making sure everything looked according to plan when they had photoshoots and videos. his hands drop back down to his sides under your stern glare before you have the chance to make your threat come into fruition, his face turning the slightest bit pink as he heard gerard's giggles echoing from their own dressing room. god, he's never going to hear the end of this.

"if you would stop messing with your hair, you wouldn't have to be teased by your brother and i could finally help ray get his hair into a ponytail before you lot have t' go onstage," you scold the taller way brother while you fix his hair in place again, having to stand on your tiptoes the tiniest bit so you can reach. speak of the devil, mikey thinks as ray pops his head into the room, curious to know what's being said about himself. he grins at mikey through the mirror, silently giggling at how silly the two of you look right now and venturing into the room further.

"i heard my name, what's up?" ray's gentle voice draws your attention away from mikey for the time being, your face softening as you look at him and smile sweetly. ray always had a calming effect on both his partners, no matter the situation.

"nothin', just your boyfriend here can't seem to stop messin' with his costume long enough that i can help you get ready," you tease a little more lightheartedly this time, earning a little grin from mikey. he stays quiet as you trail your hands down from fixing his hair to gently cupping his cheeks, only letting out a little hum of content when you reward him with a gentle peck on the lips.

ray clicks his tongue in mock disappointment as he wiggles his way behind you, resting his chin atop your head and wrapping his arms around your midsection to pull you in close. "let me guess, you already threatened to pin his hands down?" he teases with a grin, only to giggle when you turn your head away from them both to try and hide the blush dancing on your cheeks. mikey takes this as a chance to start peppering soft kisses along the side of your neck, smiling at the way you try to squirm out of ray's grasp.

"guysss, c'mon! you gotta go out in 15, and i still needa fix up ray!" you complain in a whine, yet there's no actual bite behind your words, just soft love and warmth for the two. they end up letting you go after a few more seconds of affection, but only after mikey steals one last kiss from you.

"thank you," he whispers almost silently, taking your hand and tapping thrice on your palm, his silent way of saying 'i love you' when he didn't have the words to say it aloud. you just smile, tapping back and grinning widely at the way his eyes light up at your understanding. you don't think you'll ever get over the way he seems so fascinated with you responding in turn. he and ray share a kiss before you tug ray out of the room, only to be met with gerard and frank mockingly 'making out' (aka pretending to kiss and moan while also giggling their asses off) outside of frank's room, clearly pretending like something unholy had been happening between the three of you. you just sigh and bite back a grin, ignoring ray's noise of protest at their actions as you drag him away from the scene and into his own room, only to blush furiously at frank's shouts of "use protection!".

you don't know what you'd do without these guys, even if they tormented you to no end.

#mcr x reader #mikey way #my chem #mcr fluff #mcr fanfiction #mcr ray #ray toro #ray & mikey >>> #my chemical romance #x gn reader #x nb reader #frank iero x reader #x male reader #x reader #ghost of you #ghost of you mikey #mychem #mikey fucking way #my chemical fucking romance #frank iero #gerard way #my chemical romance fic #my chemical ray #my chemical mikey #my chem ray

[sw33tsuccubus]

Lero Family For The Win

frank iero x reader

desc: dog

genre: hardcore fluff

inspired/requested by: myself

word count: 435 ('tis but a drabble)

A/N: Soup is so cute <3

------------------------------------------------------------------

Frank Iero couldn't wait.

As soon as he heard there was a puppy that was recently rescued, he needed it. Lois needed a new friend anyways. She couldn't always be on her own.

When he was told he could come down to the shelter to pick her up, he was extremely excited. He had seen the pictures, and she was such a cutie.

He knew you would be on board, but you would only find out when you got home from work. Hopefully you would actually be on board.

When he got to the shelter, he almost died of cuteness overload. There was no way his dear Y/n could be upset when the puppy looked like that.

~~~

With the pictures posted on Instagram, Frank knew you already knew what was going on. He let Soup play with Lois and watched over them. Absolutely amazing.

When he heard the front door open, he knew it was time. Were you mad? Probably not, but there was still a possibility.

He stood up and put on an innocent smile as he walked towards you. He grabbed your waist and pulled you into a sweet kiss, smiling widely at you when he pulled away.

"Hi, sweets."

"Hey hon. Mind if I get changed real quick?"

"Not at all."

You walked down the hall to change into comfier clothes, and he let out a deep breath. You didn't seem mad. Had you even seen the posts?

When you came back in, he gave you a hug. You hugged back, making him grin like an idiot.

"What's made you so happy?"

"Well.. follow me."

You raised an eyebrow at Frank, before following him into the living room. There was Lois, and...

"Oh my god! Who's this cutie?"

You ran over to the dogs and crouched down to pick up the puppy. She was the cutest thing you'd ever seen!

"Her name is Soup. She was a rescue from Georgia and I just had to give Lois a sibling."

"So are they our kids now?"

You had meant it jokingly, but the thought warmed Frank's heart. He didn't think it was possible, since his beautiful spouse and the cutest dogs in the world were already standing in front of him, but it happened.

"Sure, if you're okay with that."

You looked up at him and gave him a lopsided grin. He gave you a warm smile in return, and he moved to kneel down beside you. He wrapped an arm around you, making sure his hand was on Soup, and wrapped his other arm around Lois.

"Lero family for the win!"

#frank iero x reader #gn reader #soup iero #lois iero

[heaveaux]

cuddles with frank in bed maybeee?? 😋 (just fluff)

gn!reader

You can pick whatever era frank you would like, but if you don’t know which to pick, pick this one, hes so cute- 😭

I Love this request, I love all my requests, request as much as you want, be as detailed as you want, I’ll write it (but I always get lazy and make them short so super sorry about that) I AM SO SORRY THAT THIS IS SO SHORT, I CANNOT FOR THE LIFE OF ME WRITE A DECENT SIZED FIC

frank iero x gn!reader

summary- after a long day of working in the studio, you and Frank cuddle 👍👍

pronouns- none used I don’t think but if so, they/them

warnings- swearing

2nd pov-

‘Frankkkk when are we going home’ you yawned ‘I’m tired!’ ‘Soon, I promise-’

‘Okay, we’re done for the day guys’ Gerard announced, walking over to the door. ‘You wanted me to drive you back home as well didn’t you Frank?’

‘I’m not walking home like this’ He replied, talking about the fact that you were half asleep in his arms. You both got into Gerard’s car, your head was on Frank’s shoulder but it still wasn’t comfortable enough, you just wanted to get home already. ‘Okay, get out now’ Gerard said as Frank opened the door and carried you out. Gerard sped away as Frank put you down to unlock the door.

You ran up the stairs and frank chased you.

‘Hey! I thought you were tired?!’ Frank walked into the room and you were already putting on your pyjamas. By that, I mean on of Frank’s shirt and a pair of his shorts.

‘Wha- those are mine!’ Frank tackled you onto the bed and you hid under the blanket. For some reason he didn’t notice your disappearance and got all comfortable in the bed. All of a sudden you crawled up to his chest on top of him.

‘Boo bitch’

He screamed and you fell off of him into the other side of the bed.

‘Shit! Don’t scare me like that’

You giggled and hugged him.

‘Fuck you’re so warm’ you said quickly, snuggling into him.

‘Why are you so cute’ he looked down at you, you had quickly fallen asleep. He hugged you tightly and fell asleep too.

The end

I KNOW IVE ALREADY APOLOGISED BUT IM SO SORRY ITS SO SHORT, THIS IS HORRIBLE I AM SO SO SORRY.

Also if any of you ever have a great (or not-so-great) fanfic idea, request please, I love writing requests :)

#frank iero x reader #mcr x reader #my chemical romance #heaveaux #x reader #emo #gay #gee way #gerard way #mikey way #ray toro #frank iero #frank ireo #mcr #mcr fanfiction #mcr fic #mcr 2022 #mcr return #mcr tour #new mcr #mcrmy #my chem #mcr frank #mcr tag #frank iero x gn reader #Frank iero x reader #frank iero fluff #Fluff #fluff #mcr fluff

[smashbros2023]

Here you go, @frankmybeloved ! I really hope you enjoy it! I'm sorry it's shorter than the first Frank fic I uploaded. (Here's what I intended Frank to look like.)

Walking off stage, Y/n stifled a yawn into the sleeve of their hoodie. Bouncing up beside them, Frank wrapped his arm around their shoulder, hugging her close. "Dude, you did great today! Sorry, I almost kicked your drumset down."

Frank and Y/n laughed and walked towards the tour bus with the rest of the band trailing behind them. 

···

Later, in the hotel, the band opted to share a room for the night. Gerard was going to sleep on the couch, Mikey and Ray were going to–begrudgingly–share a bed. Frank and Y/n decided on sharing a bed as well. 

"Guys. We're out of drinks. I'm gonna go grab some before tomorrow. Anyone want anything specific?" A lack of responses caused Y/n to go ahead and walk out of the hotel room, Frank watching them leave. 

"Dude, Frank, it's so painfully obvious that you're into them." Mikey called out, causing Frank's neck to almost do a complete 90°.

"What?" 

"You heard me, Frankie. It's so disgustingly apparent that you have a crush on our dearest, little Y/n." Mikey taunted.

"One, no, the fuck I don't. Two, they are not dear or little. Three, do you wanna fuckin' fight? I'll tear your scrawny ass up." Frank started to stand up, remaining in his seat when Gerard stifled a laugh. 

"It's okay Frank, he was just kidding.. Jeez–what's got you all worked up?" Gerard looked at him worried.

Frank just shook his head. "Post-show anxiety." Gerard just nodded and looked away. 

···

Y/n walked through the door a minute later, carrying two bags filled with drinks. Frank looked at them, and almost ran to help them. "Y'know, Y/n, you could've just asked for help." 

"Yeah, Frankie, but I'm an independent person. I can handle myself. No need to worry." They chastised, but continued to hand over the bag.

Frank scanned over their face, eyes pausing at Y/n's lips, standing a good 3 inches from them. Frank and Y/n pulled back from each other, walking towards the cooler the band had set up in the corner. 

Sharing a glance, Frank muttered a soft "They're so fucking corny, and I'm pretty ho–" 

"Frank shut up." Frank nodded, softly lacing his fingers with Y/n's.

"We fucking get it!!! You're into each other, just kiss each other already!" Mikey shouted angrily, Ray pushing the two into each other. 

Y/n caught Frank, raising an eyebrow before kissing him softly. He kissed back, pulling away to catch the expression on their bandmates' faces.

 "Finally, I can stop hearing about the bet." Gerard sighed, causing the pair to shoot him a confused glance. 

"Fucking finally!! Pay up, Ray. You, fucking prick." Ray groaned and slid Mikey a twenty.

#frank iero #frank iero x reader #frank iero x gn reader #my chemical romance x reader #mcr x reader

[sw33tsuccubus]

Eight Legged Fiends

frank iero x reader

summary: Frank versus spider.

genre: crackfic

word count: 1k

If there was one thing Frank could rid the world of, it would be spiders. Nobody could convince him that they did the world any good.

With his loved off at work, he had to keep an eye on the creature on the ceiling while also watching the movie on the TV. He had promised Y/n that he would watch it so that they could talk about it with them spoiling it.

He wished he could pay attention. Even if the spider wasn't moving, it was still there, posing as a possible threat. He quickly checked his watch and sighed. His lover was already on his way home, meaning that he didn't have to worry for much longer. They would easy wrap him in their arms and hold him while they lay together.

Casting his eyes back up to the TV, he tried to keep his attention on it. He really did. It wasn't his fault that the sp-

Spider? Spider where?

Frank immediately stood up and let out a horrified gasp. His lover wouldn't be home for at least another fifteen minutes. If the spider found it's way to him in that time, he would die, and he didn't want Y/n to go through that. Or maybe he was over exaggerating. Key word was maybe, he told himself as he inched towards the hallway.

He could easily run to the bedroom and take base under the covers until he heard the door open. That would work. But he didn't want to seem like a wimp if Y/n walked in on him cowering under the blankets, so he sat on the edge of the bed and started fidgeting with his fingers. He kept checking his watch to make sure he didn't have to wait much longer, but it seemed to only slow time down. At some point he got up and grabbed the book on his lovers' bedside table and started on the first page, only making it to the fifth when he heard the door open and the dogs barking.

Frank happily bounced off of the bed and placed the book carefully back where he had gotten it from and ran to the den. There Y/n was, clad in their work uniform and petting the dogs, receiving kisses.

If it were any normal day, Frank would have started giggling and joined the kids, dropping to his knees and pressing kisses over his lovers' face as well. But this weren't any normal day. This was a day in which Frank had spotted his worst fear, and he desperately needed his lover to help him out.

"Hey babe."

"Hey gorgeous. How was work?"

"It was great. Darren finally got the date with that girl he never shut up about. It was awesome, they've already got a second one planned."

"That's nice. Need any help getting changed?"

"I've got it, but thanks for the offer. How was your day?"

Frank internally sighed. Does he dare ruin his lovers' day, or does he save himself?

"I saw a spider. When I looked away, it disappeared."

Y/n's features softened, and Frank internally swooned. It was amazing, having a partner who generally cared about him.

"Are you okay? Did you ever find it?"

"I'm fine. I went to our room and read while waiting for you to get back. I never did find it, thanks to that."

Y/n reached out and pulled Frank into a one armed hug. When they pulled back, they also stood up and walked down the hallway.

"I'm going to get dressed. When I'm finished, I'll come help you."

"Thanks, babe."

"Of course! I know you'd help me if something I didn't like came up."

A few minutes later, Y/n came back into the den in some comfortable clothing and quickly pressed a kiss to Frank's cheek.

"Where was it when you saw it?"

"It was on the ceiling. Kinda right there."

He pointed a finger up to a spot between the ceiling and wall, slightly to the left of the TV. Y/n walked over and dropped to their knees and hands, peeking behind the TV stand and then spinning around to look under the couch.

"I don't see any signs of it.."

Y/n stood back up and walked back over to Frank, wrapping their arms around his torso.

"But it has to be somewhere."

Frank let out the murmur before placing his head onto his lovers' shoulder, closing his eyes. His arms snaked around their waist and he gave them a light squeeze, earning himself a light sigh.

"I love you."

"I love you too. Now, do you want to keep looking for it, or should I start making dinner?"

Frank leaned back and looked around. There was no way they would find it, it's like it never even ex-

There it is. The sneaky fucker.

He let out a gasp and pointed to it, scurrying into the kitchen. Y/n chased after him, only to grab a cup and a random piece of paper. They ran back to the den, and Frank watched from the island as his lover basically slammed the cup over the spider. They then slid the paper underneath and then let out a triumphant noise and rushed to the front door. They opened it and shook the paper until the spider was released, and then came back in, quietly telling the dogs to go back inside.

Y/n brought the cup and paper back to the kitchen, placing them on the island. They then turned to Frank and gave him a lopsided smile. He couldn't help but smile back, as the threat was no longer around.

"Thanks. You know I could never."

"Indeed I do. Now, what do you want for dinner?"

"You choose. It's only right that the savior gets to choose."

Y/n let out a laugh before walking around the kitchen and gathering ingredients. They had settled on a dish they knew both members of the couple enjoyed, and they let out a happy sigh when Frank wrapped his arm around their hips from behind, walking around with them. Maybe helping them male damsel in distress wasn't such a bad idea after all.

#frank iero x reader #frnkiero fanfic #gn reader

[sw33tsuccubus]

Death By Pining

frank iero x reader

desc: Frank has feelings for Y/n, but.. he would never confess.

genre: fluff

inspired/requested by: @anystalker707

word count: 1.1k

A/N: sorry i put this off for so long, i didn't know how to write it at first. it's pretty short, i apologize.

It wasn't fair, since Frank played guitar for a living, but Gerard still didn't step down. The latter had chosen the song; Iron Man by Black Sabbath. It wasn't incredibly hard to play, but Gerard was still struggling. He wasn't the best Guitar Hero player out there. It was quite embarrassing how well Frank was doing compared to him, but whatever. It wouldn't do anything to his dignity if he lost a game of Guitar Hero against a guitarist.

Frank, however, knew the others would never let him live it down if he lost to someone who could barely play a guitar. Luckily for him, he's good at what he does. If not, he obviously wouldn't have been there right then and there.

After being beaten very horribly, Gerard just sighed and handed the controller over to Ray. There was no point in challenging Frank to a rematch, as he would just lose again.

Frank, however, was busy giggling with you.

"What's so funny over there?"

Frank turned to his friends and gave them an innocent smile. You placed a hand over your mouth to stop anything from coming out.

"Nothing."

The two turned back to each other, giggling yet again. Frank had a huge grin spread across his face, while it seemed as if your whole face was smiling. After a few seconds, Frank handed the controller to you and let out a quiet 'good luck'.

Gerard mumbled a 'they'll need it' and Ray bit back a smile. Nothing made the older Way more aggravated than Frank making fun of him while he was in the room. Sure, he wasn't good at Guitar Hero, but they could have at least tried to hide the insults better.

While you and Ray went up against each other in Guitar Hero, Gerard took a good look at Frank. He was sitting next to you on the second couch, although he wasn't watching the screen. He was looking at you. Huh.

At the sound of the round finishing, both boys turned their attention to the screen. Not surprisingly, the guitarist had won.

"Good game, Y/n. You almost beat me!"

"Not even."

The two of you let out small laughs before Gerard took the controller and it was non-guitarist versus non-guitarist. Before they started the game, Gerard quietly told Ray to keep and eye on Frank. And so he did.

Yet again, Frank was keeping an eye on you, rather than the game. But there was a certain gleam in his eye that caught Ray's attention, although he didn't know how to explain it.

When you won, letting out a triumphant laugh, you turned and high-fived Frank. During that, Ray and Gerard looked at each other. They knew something was going on.

~~~

It was a movie Brian had suggested, saying he thought it was hilarious. Nobody believed him, 30 minutes into the movie. It was so cheesy; also incredibly bad. This led to the five talking about actually good horror movies, and after Frank made a specific comment, snagging your attention, he wouldn't shut up.

They were an hour into the movie now, and Frank had been droning on for so long that Mikey, Ray, and Gerard and sparked up their own conversation.

"So, how do you think Brian even found this movie?"

"Probably took a girl to see it in theatre. Maybe she left midway, but he stayed because he wasn't about to waste money."

"Maybe. Real question though."

"Hm?"

"What do you guys think is going on with Frank and Y/n?"

Ray and Mikey turned to look at Gerard. They knew what he was talking about, but they wanted to know what he had to say.

"It's obvious that there's something. You think they're dating behind our backs?"

"Or."

Ray and Gerard turned to the younger Way brother.

"Maybe this is like a bad high school romance movie. They're crushing on each other, but neither have the courage to confess."

"Ew, not high school romance."

"He's got a point, Gerard."

The three turned back to you and Frank, who were now on the topic of the 1960 classic, Psycho.

"It's inspired plenty, y'know. You ever seen Carrie? That movie has screechy violins too. And Scream; Billy's reveal line. 'We all go a little mad some times.' Billy used the same recipe in Carrie for fake blood too."

You nodded along to everything he said, a small smile present on your face.

The three spectators turned back to their little triangle.

"So, it's definitely a mutual feeling. Who do you think is going to confess first?"

"Neither. They'll mutually pine to their death."

Gerard grinned at his brothers words, while Ray shook his head.

"Give them a little faith. I'm sure Frank might accidentally confess."

~~~

You and Mikey sat atop the monkey bars, watching the other three roam. Gerard was climbing the rock wall, Ray was swinging on the swings, and Frank was running around the jungle gym.

When Gerard mounted the top of the wall, he grinned over at you and Mikey.

"Hah! I made it above you two."

"You're a child, y'know that?"

Mikey rolled his eyes before turning around to check on Ray. The latter had come to a stop, just sitting on the swing while he used his feet to play with mulch.

"How you doing over there, Idea Man?"

Ray looked up at Mikey and gave him a playfully annoyed smile.

"I'm fine. Kinda bored."

"Can't cure your boredom, sorry man. Maybe you could meet Gerard up there."

"Nope. I'm fine."

Mikey forgot about that; Ray had a small fear of heights. It wasn't that serious, but it was still enough to make him nervous.

"Suit yourself."

At the sound of you laughing next to him, Mikey turned to look at what was going on.

Frank was running around, doing cartwheels. When he got back onto the jungle gym, he climbed onto the tiny roof and attempted to walk on the bar. Once he realized he wouldn't be able to do that, he did a backflip off, barely sticking his landing. He leaned a massive amount, spiking worry in everyone, but he got right back up.

When he started running around again, you hopped off the monkey bars. You ran after the male, while the other three turned to each other to share a look.

Maybe the mutual pining would kill them. Literally.

They heard a thump, and turned to see Frank having tackled you. The forementioned took off while the latter took a moment to gather their breath before getting up to chase after him again.

~~~

"Alright, who wants to get picked up first?"

"Might as well be Mikey and I."

Ray scribbled down 'Way' on the paper, checking the next few categories and getting answers out of everyone.

Shortly after Ray finished getting all the answers he needed, the pizza arrived. The boys crowded around the Toro household table, dropping into a seat and grabbing a slice.

After Gerard finished his, he knew it was time to take action.

"Hey, Frank?"

"Yeah?"

"We've been meaning to talk to you about something."

Mikey swallowed the last bit of his slice and turned to look at Frank. Ray, still having a bite left, nodded. Frank however, got nervous.

"Are you guys still mad about when I slashed Ray with my guitar? I've apologized a bunch of times! Oh no.."

Ray finished his slice, about to object and say that it was fine, but now everyone was curious.

"Am I out of the band?"

Everyone's eyes widened and they all let out different ways of saying no.

"Oh.. then what is it?"

"Well.."

Mikey turned to Ray, knowing Gerard didn't know how to word it. Ray nodded, before turning to Frank.

"Okay Frank, admit it."

"Admit what?"

"You like Y/n."

Frank's eyes widened. The other three thought for a tiny moment that they could have been wrong, until...

"How'd you know?"

"You aren't the most subtle person, dude. You're always trying to get their attention."

"Damn. So what?"

"So, you need to confess."

Gerard and Ray leaned back in their chairs. They would happily let Mikey, the relationship virgin, take over. Let this be a disaster; free entertainment. They could pick up the pieces and fix things if they needed to.

"But what if they say no?"

"I'm sure they wouldn't. Have you noticed how they act around you?"

Frank furrowed his eyebrows, entering a moment of thought. Now that he though about it; Y/n gave him the patience the others didn't. That just made them patient. Maybe Y/n just wanted to be his best friend?

Noticing the look on his face, Gerard leaned forward again.

"Hey, Frank. Don't pull any of that best friend bullshit. Just confess. We'll be here for you if they say no."

Frank thought for another moment, giving the others enough time to finish another slice of pizza each.

"Alright. I hope you guys are right."

~~~

After agreeing on watching Texas Chainsaw Massacre, Frank and Y/n sat side-by-side on the couch. There was a bowl of popcorn between the two of them, and they both had their own can of soda.

They had powered through Child's Play and The Shining, and they had a few more movies to make it to morning.

Or so you thought.

While you were ready to watch all of the movies you had until morning, Frank had his own plan. Thanks to the help of the guys, he had constructed it.

Very romantically, he was going to pop the question after handing something to you. He could get up and get some more snacks, that'd do the trick.

"Frank, are you even paying attention?"

"I don't need to. I know the movie like the back of my hand."

You sighed and shot him a smile.

"Of course you do."

Once you turned back to the screen, Frank decided it was now or never. Until a certain dog lay on his feet. He cursed Sweet Pea in his mind before constructing a plan B.

Taking a deep breath, he just went for it.

"I like you."

"Pardon?"

You turned to look at him, confusion in your eyes. He gave you a shy smile.

"I like you. I never thought I would be able to tell you, but it's true. I like the way you laugh, the way your eyes crinkle just so when you smile, how you talk to people. Scratch that. I don't like you.. I think I love you."

You parted your mouth, trying to say something, but nothing came to mind. You sat there, staring at each other for a moment, before he closed his eyes and leaned back.

You then leaned forward, pressing a gentle kiss to his cheek. When you leaned back, his eyes shot open and he took in you small smile.

"I like you too, Iero. We can try things out first, yeah?"

He felt as if all the air had rushed out of his lungs. He had actually done it.

"Yeah."

#frank iero x reader #gn reader