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starg1rlblog · 1 year
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What are Friends for
(sorta) gerard way x fem!reader x frank iero
warning: 18+, taboo, kinda? cuckold, fem!receiving, praising, lowkey cocky frank, voyerism? written fast might have grammar errors. you are responsible for your own media consumption.
Frank had you in his lap. He rested his chin on your shoulder to get a perfect view. Your legs spread wide open with your bare, wet pussy exposed. One hand around your neck and the other fingering you; His middle and wedding ring fingers penetrated you tenderly. You squirmed in his grasp unable to keep still from the pleasure. Your boyfriend, Gerard was in shock at the sight; His best friend fucking his girlfriend. His face grew pale as his mouth fell open. He noticed your body was glistening with sweat, your legs trembling, while your chest was heaving up and down rapidly. Frank’s been going at it with you for hours.
“What are you doing?” was all Gerard could conjure up. Frank chuckled lowly, shifting his eyes briefly away from you to Gerard, “What does it look like?” His thumb rub circles on your clit, still slamming his fingers into your cunt. You bucked your hips up with a mewl. “God, she’s loving this,” Frank bragged. He looked back up at Gerard with a devilish grin, quirking an eyebrow, “Is she this much of a whore for you…or just for me?”
“Stop it,” Gerard threatened with gritted teeth. He wasn’t going to do anything, really. He wasn’t going to separate you two or walk off. He was wrapped around your finger, he wouldn’t leave you. He stood there and watched you have the time of your life with his band mate.
Frank scuffed, “and leave her hanging? she’s so close, just look at her.” He curled his fingers abusing your g-spot. You whined and brought your hand up to stroke Frank’s cheek; you needed to feel him. “Oh, i think she likes me,” Frank teased winking at Gerard. He was loving this; seeing Gerard grow frustrated at the sight of you two. He let his hand go from your throat to caress your breasts — squeezing them gently. The sound of your wet pussy being fucked by Frank’s fingers echoed in the room, taunting Gerard. Your lewd, “ah, aaahh, ah~” pierced Gerard with jealousy. You tried to close your legs but Frank brought his hand down to keep them open, gripping at your inner thigh and pressing it down to the mattress. You let out a loud, “fuuuckk~” as you squirted on Frank’s fingers. Frank kept fucking you through your high watching in amusement. Your body lifting up from the mattress while you rode out your orgasm. “Such a good girl,” He praised letting his fingers finally slow down. “Whatcha think, Gerard? She a good girl?”
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retrouvaiiled · 1 year
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I've already written a similar oneshot but... it deserves an ask
Pegging kitty!Gee. With every thrust the bell on his collar jingles, mixing in with his repeated declaration that "I'm a good boy" (because of course Reader makes him beg in order to come.)
- Pen
i love you. @partypoisonzz
"you're mommys good kitten, hm?" you grunted out, thrusting into your beloved boyfriend, who was dressed as a cat. he introduced the whole cat thing to you, and, well, it turned you on so bad.
and here you were, thrusting into your boyfriend, the constant jingling of bells from his favorite collar which was clipped around his neck. "im your good kitten!" he moaned out, his fingernails, which had pink polish on them per his request, digging into the bed sheets.
"oh, i know you are baby, d'you wanna cum? y'wanna cum for your mommy, hm?" you asked, quickly receiving a "yes!" and a nod with a jingle of his collar.
your hand snaked around him to reach his rock hard cock, slowly pumping it as his moans spilled out of his mouth. "cmon, cum for me, baby." you said, kissing the shell of his ear before speeding up your hand movements.
gerard soon came in your palm and on the bed sheets, you pulled out and took the strap off. "m gonna go run a bath, wait here, pretty boy."
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planetaryonhigh · 1 month
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yeonjun is a cocky prince, though perhaps his confidence is well earned. eloquent with his words, adept with his sword; he possesses all the qualities one could hope for in a future king. his conquests may be many, yet none of them fill the void that’s left by the sight of an empty throne that will one day be alongside his.
soobin | beomgyu | taehyun | hueningkai
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theenbythatwrites · 2 years
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Personal Monster High headcanons;
Draculaura edition:
- listens to Mother Mother & My Chemical Romance
- loves reading romantic mystery books
- bisexual and uses she/they pronouns
- very big into stuffed animals and cartoons
- age regressor
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lastweekseyeliner · 2 years
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I did see mcr but I was in thr part of the crush that was Not Fun so like. Once I got out I had fun!! I enjoyed hearing gerards speaking voice lol. But I have to see another show bc I don't like the memory of this one being tainted by the scary parts
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spiderfunkz · 17 days
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all i can think abt is tasm!peter in his room listening to music and stitching up his suit 😞
in my head he’s a smiths and mcr fan
this is soooo real!!! slow days with peter where he just plays music in the background as he stitches up his suit & you're on his bed reading his messy journal entries, it's quiet, the weather is perfect, the sun isn't too bright, and you're enjoying each others presence.
small blurb ahead, not proofread.
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new york is always busy and loud. no matter what time it was or how the weather is, the city never sleeps.
though this particular afternoon was quiet. maybe it was because the music peter was playing, the old cd player still works to your surprise, or maybe it was because you were so focused on peter's old journal he let you read.
"oh this ones funny. april 19th, a year ago." you giggled. peter hummed, "what did i say?" — "dear diary, today i was in a rush to class. instead of grabbing my pencil, i stupidly grabbed the banana on the counter beside it. i think i was half-asleep because i didn't question the texture difference until i stepped foot in the class holding a half opened banana."
"that wasn't me," peter shook his head. "i would never write 'dear diary' at the start of my entry."
"but you would bring a half opened banana?"
peter nodded his head.
you lay back down at the bed. flipping through the pages of the journal. peter had his glasses on, which you think is adorable, he doesn't wear it that often though. he thinks it's nerdy but thankfully you like nerds. obviously.
"ooh i like this song." you commented.
"everyone likes the smiths," peter stated. "no one likes it as much as me though." he smiled at you, rather threatening-ly.
"okay.. do they help you focus?" you raided your brow. peter was still looking at you, "yeah.."
"really? the hole you're trying to stitch is getting bigger, peter."
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blooming-violets · 10 months
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Run Away With Me || Sunshine Girl x Depressed Peter  
The first time Peter met her she was on a pair of roller skates. They were a warm yellow with light blue wheels. Hand painted white flowers vined up the side and around her ankles. He remembered them so vividly because he was on the ground when he came face to face with them. It was the first thing he saw when he opened his eyes. They traveled up her long legs and bandaged knees, over her short skirt blowing around her thighs in the wind, and up past her flowered blouse until they rested on her curious face.
Curious.
That’s what she was. Curious. Not scared or concerned for the state he was in. She merely tilted her head to the side and studied his face like a cat observing a harmless bug scuttling up a wall. Through the dull throbbing of his headache he had but one thought:
She was the light at the end of his tunnel. 
Her head blocked out the sun. The morning rays shone through her tight, curly hair, causing her entire face to take on an ethereal glow. She was wearing a halo made of golden light. It’d been years since he’d seen such beauty. His world had been cast in shadows until this early morning. He lay broken, bloody, and hungover at the feet of a stranger. He was nothing more than a cockroach under the inquisitive gaze of a goddess. A smile cracked over his blood dried lips. He wanted to keep her forever.
"Run away with me,” he croaked out of his sore throat.
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A/N: I’m starting to sort through my old drafts to see if there was anything I could salvage into a moodboard. Moodboards are easy and fun for me, they help me dip my toe back into the fandom headspace, so I thought I’d play around with it by using some old, abandoned wips. This was going to be about a sunshine and rainbows girly and a wildly depressed Peter finding a comfort with each other after realizing they both have lost loved ones in their past. It was going to be set to the MCR song Summertime and it was angsty but also cute and you will never read the whole thing but have a little teaser blurb that I dug up instead. 
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frnkiebby · 3 months
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About Frnkiebby!
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Name: Lex/Lexifer or I mean, Frnkiebby works too.
Age: 30 y/o
Pronouns: They/He
Time Zone: EST/UTC-5
Main Blog: @lactosegremlin (i follow and like from there)
3 Faves:
-Cucumber sandwiches
-My dumbfuck of a cat Bernie 'Beast-Mode Cowboy' Sanders
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-Music?????
3 NOT Faves:
-Asshole people (seriously, get fucked)
-Pickles and olives
-Weather over 75f/24c
Top 6 Songs (right now):
-Sunsets Are For Muggings (LeATHERMØUTH)
-I Am Hollywood (He Is Legend)
-Fer Sure(Original) (The Medic Droid)
-Early Sunsets over Monroeville (MCR)
-Mouth Like A Magazine (Showbread)
-In Regards To Myself (Underoath)
3 Franks that are me:
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Blurb About Me: So, if you're here and reading this then you already know that I'm an irredeemable whore for one certain Frank Anthony Iero Jr. and I'm not sorry about it. Ofc other MCR/non related content will be posted from time to time. I play bass guitar and alto sax. I love painting and drawing and am absolutely the kind of idiot that drinks my paint water every single time without fail. I also love writing. I'm the resident office reclusive punk who uses the printer WAY too much. I have a feeling that I'm the main paper consumer there (I'm sorry, fight me, by law I have to keep both electronic and paper files. It's fucking annoying). My life motto is "Arson is the answer" and I'm pretty sure none of my friends would be surprised for a millisecond if they had to bail me out. According to them I'm a menace. I'm not gonna contest it. Also, I'm an absolute attention whore, so please for the love of god you will make my fucking day if you send me asks/anons/dms. I love you all, mutuals or not, and you're never getting rid of me now. So buckle up fuckers and lets get wrecked.
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mitzi101 · 4 months
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Fun fact about this image it was published in its magazine right as 2nd wave was dying and 3rd wave was starting in the underground (August 2002 so post mcr, taking back Sunday, and the used all releasing their first albums)
Also please read all the blurbs they are the best ever (I really like the pick up line “is that a the promise ring 12 inch in your pocket or are you just happy to see me?)
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starg1rlblog · 1 year
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Hii! I have a revenge era Gerard way request. It's really dark but uh here goes. Gerard isn't a member of MCR, but rather a vampire who kills and kidnaps girls for fun (think of lestat from interview with the vampire but somehow more sadistic) and one day he kidnaps a girl, intending to just toy around with her for a few weeks but instead falls in love with her and become yandere level obsessed. Please include smut! Preferably something kinky with dom Gerard but no pet names or fetish gear or anything! Thanks in advance, I love your writing tons!
᳝ ࣪ ♥︎ — All Yours
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a/n: you’re too kind! if there’s poor grammar n spelling…hmmm you didn’t see it.
pairings: vampire!gerard way x fem!reader
warnings : 18+, dubious, yandere undertones, mentions of kidnapping, manipulation, manhandling, mentions of creampie/breeding, biting
taboo content ahead! you are responsible for your own media consumption!
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Gerard loved to play with his food. He watched the pretty women that crossed his path and swept them off their feet. He had them melting at his very touch but foolishly falling into his trap. He would keep them locked up to use however he pleased. Each and every one of them were eaten with empty veins by the end of the week. Unfortunately for you, you were no different. He scooped you up one night with intentions for another meal.
He kept you bounded to his bedpost with rope. Where you were used for one purpose — his enjoyment. You laid there with your wrists bruised, tugging against the restraints. Your limbs were sprouting bruises of purples and deep blues; along with bite marks from the vampire. Gerard fed off of you. You were a pure taste to his palette. Something extraordinary — something he wanted to taste forever.
As time went on Gerard found himself wrestling the thought of you each night. You tainted him — he was losing himself to you. So, he kept you longer than he intended. Gerard creeped through the room and towered over you. He loved how helpless you were. Gerard cupped your cheek. “How’s my sweet girl doing?” He asked as if there would be any decent answer. Instead, you looked up with soft dewy eyes and asked, “When can I go?” He scowled at you with pointed eyebrows. Gerard sat beside you and leaned close. Pushing your disheveled hair behind your ear. “Why would you want to, hm?”
“It’s just ‘cause…” You mumbled meekly but stopped yourself to turn away with tearful eyes. “You’re always so mean to me.” Gerard proved your point by smacking you across the cheek. He gripped your face harshly to make you look at him. “What a stupid thing to say." He tauntingly shook your face side to side and whispered, "You can’t leave when you need me.”
With hot tears streaming down your face you grumbled a soft no. Gerard disagreed, “Yes, you do, you dumb girl. I took you so easily. Had it been someone else?” Gerard shoved your face away and brought his palm onto your bruised knee to rub it gently. “Someone bad?” He continued, “I’m protecting you since you couldn’t yourself, doll.”
“But what about my home? I-I have to go—“
“Shut up already.” Gerard gruffed, finding it hard to play nice with you anymore. He loved you too much to even consider releasing you. You were his.
Gerard smashed his lips onto yours. Letting his pointed fangs bite down on your lower lip, releasing soft dribbles of blood. He moaned as he tasted you. Holding onto the heated kiss, Gerard pushed himself between your legs and let his weight fall on you. Fumbling with his jeans he yanked them down below his thighs to release his hard cock. It sprung free with his tip flushed red — aching for you.
Gerard’s hands gripped the plush of your thighs to spread you farther apart. He rutted himself into you painfully slow. “Oh — fuuckk,” he seethed. You yanked against the restraints as you whimpered at the length of him. Your cunt still so sore from the countless fucks before but you were greedy and wanted more. You were choking his cock with your tight cunt. The vampire found it impossible to control himself. He kept his eyes fixated on you. He found you so beautiful this way; below him and completely under his control. Blood smothered on your lips and your eyes pinched shut with headed cheeks. You were embarrassed at how much you loved this.
Gerard brought his hands to your neck to keep you steady as he fucked into you. “that’s it — take it like a good whore,” Gerard moaned. He watched your eyes rolled to the back of your head. You were enjoying his cruel attention. The way he used you like you were nothing made you weak. “No one else can make you feel this good.” Each thrust growing harsher — fucking you like he hated you. Squeezing tighter around your neck, you squeaked out a gasp. “C’mon, needa hear that pretty mouth of yours say it. ” He demanded.
You couldn’t complete a coherent sentence. All you could do was nod profusely and babble, “m’only you.” Viscously milking his cock he couldn’t help but whine. Gerard gripped your jaw with one hand and groaned close, “So fucking tight.” His eyebrows furrowed with sweat glistening over his forehead. He can hear the blood pumping throughout your body from the intensity between you two. Gerard nuzzled into your shoulder biting down, unable to resist you. You hissed a stream of curses from the piercing pain of his fangs. It hurt so good. Gerard pulled back with groan. Basking in the taste of you. His lips covered in your blood, dribbling down his chin. Leaning down to kiss you, you taste yourself. The warm copper covered your tongue.
Gerard let his hands release hold of you and run down your body. “keep fucking me! Shit — just like that,” you whined, cock drunk. Gerard let his hands come between the two of you. He yanked your legs up and over his shoulders to be as deep as he could. Letting the tip of cock brush against your cervix. Gerard leaning closer and closer as his cock stretched you out. “Wanna cum inside you and make you mine.” He threatened. You yanked against the rope and yelped, “no, no — Uuhhh!” You mewled when your capturer’s thumb was rubbing against your swollen clit. Your eyes watered at the sensation. Twitching around his cock, he won’t last long. “Y’feel so fucking good. Just wanna fill you up.”
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retrouvaiiled · 2 years
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WHAT ABOUT A CORRUPTION THING WITH RAY :D
i know ray would love corrupting you.
so what if you were the young girl from the house over? it didn't matter to ray. you helped out ray's wife a lot due to the fact you did community service for her class in school. you always noticed the looks ray shot you, and ray always noticed the looks you shot him.
what was he saying? of course it was wrong. it was disgusting. it was vile. "looking at the young girl from your wifes class? yeah, thats so very fucked up ray." ray thought to himself as he saw you come through the house to help his wife with something again.
it was that goddamned skirt. it was so fucking short, barely covered the curve of your ass, let alone protect anything if you ever bent over. ray snapped out of his thoughts when his wife had some sort of emergency with her boss, giving him the perfect chance to make his move. which now, he realized made him even more fucked up.
"uhm, mr. toro? is there anything i can do for you other than what your wife told me?" you asked, voice soft and sweet. which, only made ray feel a lot more shitty about this. "no, actually. you can go on your way now."
"actually, i think.. i could help you with something else." you said, sounding innocent even though your thoughts were far from innocent, since you noticed his fucking massive bulge since you first walked in. "is that right?" ray asked, a smirk forming on his face.
"mhm.." you nodded, pushing yourself against him with one hand against his bulge.
"lets take this somewhere else, pretty."
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brujamagik · 9 months
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I just know in my bones Jake was a little emo kid back in the day. I have this idea/day dream of meeting him at a bar on a Flashback Friday to Emo Night and everyone is just jumping up and down singing along at the top of your lungs to MCR or Panic At The Disco or Metro Station or Pierce the Veil or Escape the Fate (especially) and literally having the time of your life. Shotgunning drinks, playing pool- you playing Medic Droid on purpose and he gets playfully annoyed by your song choice but screams the lyrics with the crowd.
I may or may not be writing a blurb for this 👀
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sendmyresignation · 11 months
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something that's been bothering me for. years. is the way there's this simultaneous algorithmic limitation of music (obv the world is your oyster if you search, which also requires knowing how/what to search, but so often the avenues are difficult to navigate or dead-ended. you get recommendations from a few songs on a spotify daily mix. and not the radio or forums or even vh1/mv) but also people are continually rude to a point of aggression about other people's "lack of taste" or even knowledge. and like i have been fully guilty of this!
Ive expressed frustration may times about the lack of music history knowledge or curiosity in mcr spaces. but then i realized. the solution to this frustration. is to provide some kind of bridge: personalized recommendations, music blurbs, information about bands or scenes, rants, pictures, zines, etc etc. because not only is it the only thing u as an individual can materially do. but it reconnects the music to the personal and the human. you check out stuff your friends like because it's meaningful to them. you mightve listened to the guy on the radio amd consider his opinion. and if it doesn't work, what's the harm about being passionate? but being a cunt online doesn't actually do anything but make people defensive, especially when a lot of the people doing it aren't super well-informed themselves (again even speaking of myself re certain genres) and taste is fundamentally subjective. making it collaborative removes all that. and might even give ppl the tools of more authetic and historically grounded music discovery. anyway.
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lastweekseyeliner · 1 year
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do you think gerard has a skincare routine
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minttey · 1 year
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I guess we gotta celebrate 300 now
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Ok, ask game
❤-give me a topic and I'll tell you my brutally honest opinion
🧡- give me a person from a fandom I'm in (mcr, fob, the black phone, the outsiders, and parx ((maybe stranger things))) and I'll write a blurb about them
💛- give me a ship and plot and I'll write a drabble
💚- I'll give you a random fact about me
💙- I'll give you a random fact about one of my hyperfixations
💜- I'll tell you the kind of mutual you are to me
🤎- I'll give you advice on a topic or some support
🖤- I'll show you a pic of one of my pets
🤍- I'll tell you a hc I have about a person, character, or celebrity (yes you can ask about yourself)
Tagging so someone sees this: @pasta-and-isopods @mx-misty-eyed @papa-no-cheese @friend-of-axolotls @cityslicker-disco-witches @zombiefr0g @austinwehaveaproblem @gerardfrogdad2005 @lyn-winston-curtis @sparklenarniawizard @footnotesnake @olive2608 @heavenhelpthewhore @seeebaa @down-the-rat-hole @dogboyfrank @chemical-toe-beans @hearts--n--stars @sta-r-gazing @radiumbatteries @milligramspoison
Oh god I'm sorry if I forgot you I have too many moots
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Tiny blurb, Lucilla is a big MCR fan
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