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You didnt have to put lynz in your twitter thread of gerard hugging/kissing ppl with his eyes closed😡

i know thats why i cropped her out😭

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two headed mother. by me :)

#ethel cain #ethel cain art #artwork #art #procreate

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no need to be doing all this but i think they should do it more

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Bro i just want to say that ive read your ray toro fics at least 10 times each. That shit is so good like wow. Like everyday i check if you updated. There are so few authors who write ray well (or even write for him at all) so like youre a gift from the sky above

AHHH anon u r so so so sweet 😭😭 this being my first ever ask too ILYY <3 TYSM! im glad i can deliver :,) if you have any tropes or fic suggestions dont hesitate to ask here!! thank u for reading my work :,) , i also publish on ao3, so theres a multichapter frayrard fic im writing that i cannot publish here! so if you wanna read it im linking it here ! :D

ty again this made my day :,)

#anon ask #ask ricky

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RATRACE

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RATRACE

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IYGGDGJDJRH I LOVE THIS

2021 doodle

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wish that was me

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2021 doodle

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Beautiful #Ramadan tradition in the old city of #jerusalem. The callers who go from house to house in the early hours of the morning waking up each family by name for Qiyam and s7oor. They do so in a poetic form. Imagine being woken up daily in this beautiful way. This tradition has continued from generation to generation. Bless them #palestine

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i wish i was a boy so that boys would wish i was a girl so they could fuck me is that anything

it's everything. i understand you anon.

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terzo being a slut? what’s new😒 i never did anything with this sketch but i might add some watercolor, idk😭 i’m unproductive asf, no think, only old man ass

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Don't forget to pet your ghouls!

#pls god one chance

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Copia shimmies.

#copia i love u

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#can i pls bite a chunk off his thighs PLEAKWKEOFJFH

This outfit hit different.

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Real person fiction? No….. Real person fact

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i can't quit you - rayrard

summary: Gerard Way can't quit Ray Toro, or Rayrard drabble.

warnings: ray toro/gerard way. smut. they r buddies who fuck. enjoy :)

Ray has always had a soft spot for Gerard. Ever since they met, Ray would listen intently as Gerard spoke about his ambitions, his art, the new video game that has him so amped up and inspired for their next record. He never said no to him.

Because Gerard was logical and practical and kind of crazy and really pretty, but he would try his best not to be obvious about his feelings. Like when the raven-haired boy sat on his lap in the dressing room, and Ray had to pretend like his heart didn't just do a million summersaults at the mere scent of the gummy-smiled lead singer so close to him. He would play around him with, pretending like he wanted Gerard to get off his lap already, but he never meant it.

And Gerard knew it.

Sure, Gerard and Frank acted out in public the most, kissing on stage, groping and humping each other's faces in front of an audience. But that was the extent of it. If you don't count that one time in London.

And Ray knew. He wasn't blind. He knew Gerard was free spirited and never really held it against him. So, when he would walk in on Frank kissing the older one pinned against the wall, fingers threading sweaty hair after-show, he would simply smile and act like nothing happened, and the other two adjusted to his rhythm.

The sheer normalcy of Ray's attitude freaked Frank out a bit and Ray rarely ever encountered them locking lips again. He would be lying if he said that that had been his intention since the beginning, but it was certainly a plus.

Gerard would come back from hanging out with Bert and be littered with hickeys, and Ray would high-five him on "scoring," completely unbothered.

Because Gerard always came back to him.

It started a year after the release of their first record. Mikey and Frank were out of the tour bus, leaving the two eldest members of the band to entertain each other on the tour bus. Ray was on the black vinyl couch strumming along his guitar, practicing riffs and rehearsing chords, occasionally being interrupted by Gerard’s breathy exhales of boredom as he shut the comic, he was reading for the fifth time that tour and slammed it on the table.

Ray didn't flinch, he stayed focused on his instrument, purposely ignoring the hyper ball of energy lying down on the couch in front of him.

"Ray."

"Hmm?"

"Rayyyy"

"Yes, Gerard?"

"Toroooo"

Ray gave in and looked at him, unamused.

"Do you wanna make-out?"

Ray waved him off, ignoring that his heartbeat had picked up speed and continued playing, thinking Gerard was just playing around, "Yeah, and later you can suck my dick too, buddy."

Gerard took it as a challenge, unbeknownst to Ray.

So later, when Gerard sat a couple inches away from the guitarist on the noisy fabric of the couch, thighs touching as they binged the star-wars prequels, he got an idea.

Ray had leaned all the way back, knees split apart, large thighs on display, and his small waist accentuated by the ridden up tight black shirt he wore for the third time that week. Curls distributed beautifully and framing his face, soft lips resting peacefully, parting to exhale occasionally.

Gerard had lost focus from the movie a long time ago. He moved closer to Ray, thighs fully in contact, hoping Ray wouldn't notice.

And he didn't, too invested in the screen with spaceships and aliens and robots, and Gerard wanted to scream because Ray was perfect.

Gerard took the opportunity of resting his hand on Ray's thigh after seemingly "Laughing so hard he had to hit his leg repeatedly," and then Ray noticed.

"Gee... What do you think you're doing?" He wasn't upset. He wasn't mad. Just extremely curious. His heart was now in the roof of his mouth, ears hot and ringing.

"Nothing! Just watching the movie, like you are"

"And that requires your hand on my thigh?"

"Anakin is scary in this one, I need moral support."

"From my thigh?"

Gerard rolled his eyes and faced Ray, repositioning himself on the tour bus's lightweight couch.

"I’m fucking pent up man, I haven't fucked in months, and your tight little shirts have been giving me blue balls."

"What the fuck, Gee? You were serious earlier?"

"Yes! Oh my god, you idiot."

"Since when have you-"

"Does it matter?" Was all Gerard had to say before Ray pulled him in, breathing in heavily, like he had just quenched his thirst after centuries. Dancing tongues, clacking teeth, and unchoreographed hands fisting each other clothes had turned the heat up in the tiny tour bus. Ray had pushed Gerard on his back and nudged his knee between Gerard’s legs and grazed his bulge, eliciting the whiniest noise he had heard from Gerard yet, and that was saying a lot.

Gerard was lost in the warmth of Ray's soft lips, not being able to stop kissing him like he would somehow disappear if he did. Ray's hair poked his forehead at first but that barely mattered when he kissed that one spot on Gerard’s neck that he had noticed Gerard was sensitive about since that one-time frank had touched the singer on stage and witnessed his body arch into his touch.

Oh, Ray was extremely observant.

Ever since then, Gerard crawled back to Ray no matter who he sucked off or made out with in dirty bathrooms.

Gerard would spend hours on his knees licking and kissing and sucking Ray off when they were alone, loving the way he would be handled by the guitarist. Nimble fingers scratching the back of Gerard’s head, praises like "That's a good boy," or "You're so good to me," making Gerard cream his pants without much help from Ray.

If Gerard whined and pleaded enough, just a regular part of their routine, Ray would let him sit on his cock and milk himself till he split apart and eventually fell on the taller's chest, gasping and panting like a bitch in heat.

Ray enjoyed the attention of course, acting like he couldn't care less and that he was doing Gerard a favor by letting him get off on his dick, but he would be half hard the minute their lips touched.

Gerard would climb into his bunk late at night, back facing him like all he wanted to do was be spooned to sleep, and Ray, the first time this happened, happened to go to sleep commando in his sweatpants. Needless to say, he had to bite down on the smaller's shoulder from grunting at the friction of his clothed dick pressing up against Gerard’s ass as he pretended to be clueless about the things he made Ray feel.

The fans would often 'ship' frank with Gerard and they had every reason to, but the reason there was heat on stage is because backstage Frank and Gerard acted like friends at best.

Ray had Gerard cock-drunk, gagging around him, pretty pink lips contracting as he tried to fit in more and more of the older man, like he was trying to prove himself. And Ray would hum lowly, hips bucking and hitting the back of Gerard’s throat, making him choke before pulling him off by his hair, revealing his throbbing dick coated in Gerard’s saliva, the tip of his cock connected to his bottom lip with a translucent white string.

"You did so good, Gee," Ray would announce, pulling the younger one in by his collar to taste himself, almost like he wanted to breathe him in. "why don't you let me-"

"You have a problem with blowing your load down my throat, Toro?"

"Well n-"

"Then let me do it. You're welcome," Gerard would quip, like rising on his feet from the vulnerable position he was once in on his knees somehow made him switch back to the bratty piece of shit he was.

And Ray liked it.

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