the hargreeves

Tongue-Tied And Oh So Squeamish

Pairing: Gerard Way x Reader

Genre: Fluff

Summary: Request fic for @geeksandfreaks6713.  “Can you do either a frank or gerard imagine where the reader has a stutter?”

A/N: I’m so sorry it took me so long to finish this. T_T

The shopkeeper eyed you as you entered the comic book store, making you nervous. Normally, you shopped at the store on the other side of town. But, they didn’t have the specific issue you were looking for, so your search had brought you here.

You scanned the shelves, walking past the Marvel and D.C. sections. There were some great comic books, but not the one you were looking for.

Maybe they don’t have it,  you thought with a frown. I might have to order it online.

“Can I help you find something?” asked a voice behind you, and you jumped. It was the shopkeeper. He was a burly, intimidating man.

“Y-y-y–yes,” you stammered. “I’m l-l-l-looking f-for….”

“Geez,” the shopkeeper interrupted, rolling his eyes. “Can’t you talk normal?”

“S-s-s-sorry,” you mumbled as you stared down at the ground, cheeks burning. Your speech impediment was so embarrassing, and people could be so rude about it.

“Spit it out, kid,” the shopkeeper barked. “I ain’t got all day. What comic book do you want?”

“I w-w-w-want issue o-o-one of….”

“Of fucking what?” the shopkeeper snapped, and you flinched.

A man in a beanie, who had been browsing the horror comics, set down the volume he’d been thumbing through and walked over to you.

“Hey,” he said, glaring at the shopkeeper, “why are you yelling at this girl?”

“This fake geek girl can’t even talk,” the shopkeeper explained. “I’m trying to figure out what the hell she wants, but if it’s going to take her ten minutes to get a sentence out, I got better things to do.”

“Great customer service you got there, buddy,” the man said sarcastically. His tone became gentle as he turned to you.

“Hi,” he introduced, smiling softly. “My name’s Gerard. I’m a huge nerd, so I hang out here a lot. I pretty much know where everything is. So, if you want to tell me what you need, I promise I’ll help you better than this jerk could.”

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anonymous asked:

Klaus. Have you seen Mr. Pennycrumb around? I know I brought him back from Dallas, but I haven't seen him since. Have you? -The Boy

… No, haven’t seen him anywhere *hastily brushes dog biscuit crumbs off my pants*

Like the ink says, boys-girls-and-others. Klaus Hargreeves is officially open for business, so drop a line and maybe I’ll receive it. Or maybe the planchette’ll be stubborn and no answer will come through. Always worth a try, though, so come on and talk to me.