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“I don’t fuckin’ know,” he warbles. “I just wish you told me.”
“I did tell you. Just now.” Gerard is starting to get a little sick of Mikey feeling sorry for himself. It’s not like they don’t see other people. Seeing other people is the whole point. It makes coming back to each other matter more.
“Don’t hate me,” Gerard pitches up to plead a little. It’s usually not this fucking hard to goad Mikey out of his jeans. “Come on. You’ll feel better, probably. You’re acting really fuckin’ possessive right now.”
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22 Mar 2026
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In a way, this amateurish performance is solid proof of Mikey’s position in life: something meant to be filled in, completed by Gerard.
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this vanity i'm breaking (lets me live my life like this) by Anonymous
Fandoms: My Chemical Romance
13 Mar 2026
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Future-Gerard grins, for just a second. And then his face drops back into that predatory gaze like he’s tracking Gerard in much the same way that Gerard’s watching him. “How many people’s it been? How old are you? I can’t– shoulda done the math. Have you done this before?”
Gerard squirms. He can’t lie to himself. “Kinda,” he admits. “I mean, with Stacy–”
“Stacy,” W cuts him off. “Stacy. I know. Oh, gosh, you really are just a baby.”
Gerard splutters.
“It’s so cute,” W continues. “I knew it was gonna be cute, but this is too much.”
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- Part 7 of mytwokidbrothers
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15 Mar 2026
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W’s every harsh breath goes right through Gerard’s whole body in waves, inescapable, all-consuming. “God, you’re so sweet. I’m gonna eat you the fuck up.”
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Being a struggling comic book artist doesn’t exactly pay the bills, even while living in the family basement. Luckily, Gerard has found a second source of income as New Jersey’s resident kinkster. Whatever fantasy you want to fulfil, Gerard is your guy, or your girl; your Dom or your sub. Hell, he’ll even be your aunt Marie if the price is right. He may not be very professional, but what he lacks in experience and personal hygiene, he makes up for in enthusiasm and creativity.
Frank knows it’s objectively a bad idea to pay his crush to treat him like a puppy on a regular basis. Especially since Gerard has one rule he seemingly doesn’t intend to break – he won’t sleep with his customers.
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A remix of Anti-Sex by Cimorene, written for the RemixRedux09 challenge. Summer of Like, 2005.
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24 Feb 2026
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"Do you think of us all like brothers?"
"Uh," Frank said. A prickle of nerves ran down his spine and settled in his stomach. "You mean in the band?"
"Yeah."
"Uh," Frank said, longer. "I mean. No?"
"Oh," Gerard said.
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It was as if someone had taken a seam ripper to his little teddy bear of a brother and torn all of the stuffing out. High school left him open and deflated on the side of the road. Just shredded him. He’s always been so delicate. He sops the grease off pizza with napkins before it touches his mouth now.
Gerard undoes his belt for him.
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22 Feb 2026
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Maybe when they’re older, Gerard will have to learn how to love him hands-off.
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Sylvia isn't his doctor. At least, she wasn't. Gerard can’t make sense of what else she might be.
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12 Feb 2026
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She says, “Well, you're not a doctor. I am.”
And that's that.
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Reaching Through The Mirror by ladyfoxxx
Fandoms: Bandom, My Chemical Romance, Danger Days: The True Lives of the Fabulous Killjoys (Album)
21 Mar 2011
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The one where Party Poison and Basement!Gerard have sex.
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- Part 1 of Time Travel 'verse
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07 Feb 2026
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Frank had heard that Mikey's brother was weird. No one had told him that he was hot, though.
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04 Feb 2026
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He was lost in his head again. Gerard put the toe of his boot to Frank’s lips. “You’re being too goddamn slow. Next one I’m kickin’ your teeth in.”
Frank didn’t need the threat; his tongue was already flicking past his lips the second the boot touched them.
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After a show Frank starts a fight with Gerard— and immediately loses it. But wasn't that the whole point?
Written to fulfill the prompt "Boot Worship" for Day 3 of 2023's Kinktober challengeSeries
- Part 3 of Kinktober 2023
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26 Dec 2025
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“Wipe that stupid fuckin’ smile off your face.” Gerard shoulder checked him as he walked by.
Frank tried, but it was too much to manage. He pinched his nose, poked his eye, assessing the damage. They both hurt like hell but didn’t feel offset or misplaced enough that he would be ugly forever. Kind of a shame. He liked his face, but something about the thought of Gerard permanently altering it— fuckin’ ruining it— got him going all over again.
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Frank always finds himself wanting what he can't truly have - and, worse, once he wants something he can't easily let go, even if holding on is ruining him.
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26 Dec 2025
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“Do it, just do it,” Frank says, ignoring his intuition, “touch me, please. Fuckin’ please.” He sounded so weak and he wanted to rip his throat out along with his vocal cords, crush it in his fist, and while he’s at it he might as well do the same to his brain.
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“Yeah,” Mikey says, a bit dreamily, as if trying to speak through a tranquilizer. “Just us.” He nods, mostly to himself. He’s gonna do this. He’s gonna suck his brother’s dick. Why? Because he can. Because close is never close enough.
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23 Dec 2025
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“You’d let me do anything to you, huh, Mikey?” Gerard spits. He’s so close to ecstasy. “Fucking give yourself to me, then. Let me have you forever, let me do whatever I want to you for fucking ever, okay?”
“Yes, yes, yes.” Mikey chants. The words hang in the air; a promise, a contract.
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It's dark and dreary, and sleep deprivation is a hell of a drug.
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22 Dec 2025
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Frank's attracted to women, mostly, but he's also attracted to... energy. Anger. When Gerard is up, Frank looks at him like he'd get on his knees right there, wherever, whenever, if he asked. Because that's what Frank's into, the rage, the energy, the manic-high he gets into when he's on stage. Frank would jerk him off just to know he's doing something wrong the same way he'd put a molotov through a politician's window if Gerard happened to know where one lived. It's a protest, a display, a- a demonstration of principle.
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Headcases, man, fucking headcases, the both of them, doing this shit.
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12 Oct 2025
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This guy is looking down at Mikey and he’s thinking rag doll. He’s thinking concussions, bones poking out where they shouldn’t and blood in an oil spill staying separated, consistencies refusing to mingle. He’s thinking twenty to thirty-five in prison if he’s lucky.
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03 Oct 2025
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The guys are temporary but Mikey is his and vice versa until they’re both buried in side-by-side grave plots. Mikey hacks, gags and jerks fervently up into Gerard’s Adidas sneaker. Hopefully by the time they croak he’ll have enough money saved up to have someone mud down a hole for them to hold hands through, like that one art exhibit. Fuck. Fuck, holy shit.
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01 Oct 2025
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His heart skips a beat, but before he can even think of the word ‘sorry’ inside his mind, Gerard gasps, body moving forward and then back, his hands tightening their grip on the back of Ray’s t-shirt.
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27 Sep 2025
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“Oh, god,” Gerard whines, body going forward as their back arches. “Harder.”
Ray rubs the reddening skin, feeling how hot it is. “You sure?”
Gerard nods. “Go up three.”
Ray’s grateful that he has spent two decades with them, which is enough time to learn what they mean when they say things like that.
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"Okay?" Gerard's eyes open one after the other. He squints at Ray again. "Okay, as in you're okay with Frank and Mikey using you for prime masturbatory material? Because, like, on the one hand, it's genuine appreciation of your skill, but on the other--"
"Okay, I can fuck you out of your head," Ray butts in.
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21 Sep 2025
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Gerard/Lyn-Z crossdressing: Gerard in Lyn-Z's stage outfit - schoolgirl skirt, snug jacket, stockings, panties
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09 Sep 2025
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G was meant to be an experiment in how far Gerard could go with it, purely out of their own curiosity and the need to see where it could end up.
It wasn't ever meant to be this.
This: Gerard on top of G, one hand buried in their synthetic hair, the other gripping tightly at their hips where the flesh is so soft and a little clammy all the time like they have been sweating, pumping into them at a relentless pace.
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07 Sep 2025
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There is no way to fake the light streaming out of them or the way they reach inside their chest and push their fingers in through the small opening of the compartment, widening it, wider, wider, like something that shouldn't even be possible, until they get their hand inside and grab the cables, tugging and tugging, body going limp before stiffening up each time they accidentally make themself short circuit when the cables touch against each other.
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They can stop any time they want to.
Bookmarked by redpaint
06 Sep 2025
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“But do you… when you?” Mikey asks. He’s pathetic, too. And drunk. And high. Maybe in love. It’s some unidentifiable emotion that sits uncomfortably in his mind and heart. Everything always has to be so ugly and ensnarled and gory and complicated. “Do you think about me?”
“Sometimes,” Gerard says, leaning down to kiss Mikey’s nose. His breath could peel paint. “I’m not always proud of it. You’re like the fucking, the Grim Reaper. Always knocking at my door.”