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xxc4rt3rxx · 1 year
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I will never get sick of danger days . Literally the wealth of fan content is so vast. Danger days girlies keep winning . Anyways what were your killjoys ocs named.
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anystalker707 · 1 year
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♱ MCR MASTERLIST
♱ MCR MASTERLIST II
♱ MCR MASTERLIST III
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࿐ ONE PIECE MASTERLIST
࿐ ONE PIECE MASTERLIST 2
↳ ONE PIECE KINKTOBER MASTERLIST
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❦︎ ATTACK ON TITAN MASTERLIST
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♱ EXTRAS MASTERLIST
Includes: ⋆ HAIKYUU!! ♡ CREEPYPASTA ☽ JUJUTSU KAISEN ᯓ★DUNE
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bunni-writing-desk · 7 months
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Would you be able to write some cg!ray toro headcanons? /nf
(Also I absolutely adore your work, it's made me want to start writing again :] )
of course I can, and I'm glad I could inspire you :]
CG! Ray Toro hcs
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Just a bit tired
Likes to play you lots of soft songs the guitar
Comfy pillow forts and kiddo shows all the time
Probably likes to watch Mister Roger's Neighborhood with you.
I imagine he's the kind of cg to wrap you in a blanket and carry you off to bed when you look sort of sleepy.
If he were to have any sort of rules it would be ones that make sure you take care of yourself, stuff like "make sure to brush your teeth every morning + every night" and "remember to take your meds" (if you have medications)
Bluey watching dad for sure
Sassy wine mom (doesn't drink around you he just likes to fake spill tea about the other mcr members with you to make you laugh)
Took you to the park one day and found you stuck somewhere "What are you doing?? How did you do that?"
Teaching you to play guitar like Frank
He's Trying His Best ™
Makes you simple things like grilled cheese and soup
I feel like he's kind of an inside CG much like Gerard but likes to take you on outings if you want
Likes to go stargazing with you, probably buys a nice telescope for the two of you so you can see them more clearly
"You promise you got the glitter glue and aren't gonna get it all over the place? ... Okay, I trust you, but if it gets every where I'm giving you the glue stick again"
Definitely gives alternatives to things so like if you don't want to watch the TV he is currently playing you have the option between two other shows or if you don't want to make crafts then you can color or play with your toys. (this helps me with decision anxiety a lot)
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[DNI ID: "DNI if sexualize age regression" /.End ID]
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rdiowx · 1 year
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Hi im rdiowx, you can call me Ray or radio since rdio is just radio without the “a”.
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KINKTOBER 2023!
Im autistic and Mcr is my special interest! I do take requests (however they aren’t open for mcr, Gideon graves or ryan ross rn!) if you have any ideas you want written so dont be afraid to ask!
They/them but he/him is fine too
This is a nblm/mlm blog.
Both my ao3 and Wattpad are: Cndlewax
I write for… (hcs are in white fics are in blue)
GERARD/PARTY POISION
— EDGING BASEMENT GEE (special appearance from bullets! Frank)
— BACKSTAGE WITH FRERARD
—KITTEN GEE
FRANK/FUN GHOUL
—EDGING BASEMENT GEE (special appearance from bullets! Frank)
— PUTTING FRANK IN HIS PLACE.
— FRANKS LOVE HANDLES
— COMFORT W/MIKEY AND FRANK
—BACKSTAGE W/ FRERARD
—TEASING W/ LEATHERMOUTH FRANK
—FRANKENSTEIN FRANK IERO
—PUPPY FRANK
RAY/JETSTAR
—COCKY RAY TORO
— RAY AND A READER THAT HAD A BAD DAY
MIKEY/KOBRA KID
—FUCKING UP YOUR HANDS WHIPLASH STYLE
— COMFORT W/MIKEY AND FRANK
GIDEON GRAVES
nothin yet
RYAN ROSS
nothin yet
PILOT KELSON
nothin yet
DONNIE DARKO
—YANDERE DONNIE HCS
—DONNIE X MENTALLY ILL READER HCS
—HELPING DONNIE WITH DELUSIONS HCS
— DONNIE X SKATER READER!
— DONNIE X MALE! GOTH STONER READER HCS
JIMMY LIVINGSTON
Nothin yet
MCR AUDIO LIST
GIDEON GRAVES AUDIO LIST
MCR + GIDEON GRAVES AUDIO LIST
DONNIE, PILOT AND JIMMY AUDIO LIST
BLOODSUCKER SERIES.
PLAYLIST
PROLOUGE
Kinks im fine with
I will write…
Smut
Fluff
The occasional angst (not a big fan)
Pretty dark fics if i have an idea i really like, ex: kidnapping and yandere themes > I HAVE A BLOG FOR THIS NOW ! :3 : @rdiowxdeaddove
Poly x reader relationship, Ex: frerard x reader, rikey x reader
Kinks that arent illegal and dont gross me out :) rn i have no idea what that entails
I will NOT write
Fem readers
Scat kink
Age gaps that are illegal
Pregnancy fics
Angst without comfort/a good ending (i dont know i just dont like them)
Vore (i feel like that speaks for itself no?)
Definitely not major character death man im a crybaby
Most drugs, HOWEVER marijuana is fine cause i have the most experience with it and cigarettes are also fine cause i grew up around a bunch of cigarette smokers.
Selfharm or suicide, i dont read thoes fics let alone feel comfortable writing them
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💧🐕🦇💚🦴🌹🧩🩺🕯️🧟‍♀️👾 ,🦈🎸,🫘👽 🐾 🪰, 💣‼️,…
I don’t write for female readers at all.
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sugarr-circus · 1 year
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i hate when people make ray toro into this sweet, shy dude in fanart and fan fics. He’s not this shy awkward dude. He’s the lead guitarist for mcr. He’s unhinged. He’s silly.
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revengeromance · 1 year
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sometimes the fan fic possesses you and you think with your cock not your brain YOUR COCK MADE YOU WRITE 4K WORDS OF GERARD WAY CALLING FRANK AND RAY A FAGGOT BUT YOU DIDNT GOOGLE IF RAY TORO IS MEXICAN???????
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burningchandelier · 10 months
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choose violence 8 and 17!
8. common fandom opinion that everyone is wrong about? The idea that fans have some kind of innate understand of the band or somehow know the musicians.
Band fandom in general is built on shaky ground because a lot of folks seem not to understand that what they love is the stage persona of a musician as opposed to the person themselves. This is understandable, especially because we live in a world with instagram and podcasts and so much immediate access to these individuals that it sometimes feels like we know the "real them" but that is impossible.
Real relationships are reciprocal.
If they do not know you, you cannot know them. That is the simple nature of human interaction. 17. there should be more of this type of fic/art
There should be more art and fic that features: Ray Toro Steve Pedulla Claudio Sanchez (you picking up the pattern yet?) These are some of the most amazing artists in the genre and they are overlooked in favor of the other members of their bands who are fairer and/or thinner. The fandom has a circular discussion about this every few months and then pretends it didn't happen.
The choose violence ask prompts
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robinrunsfiction · 2 years
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hey!! i was wondering if you could do a ray x fem!reader fluff. ive been dealing with some problems lately so if it could be based off him comforting the reader and its all fluffy and j nice. maybe tbp era ray bc hes my fav. all good if not :)
i love ur work sm, have a great day or night! drink some water and eat smth :)
I'm Your Daisy
Pairing: Ray Toro x Female Reader Rating: General Requested By: Anon Word Count: ~1,300 Author’s Note: So recently I've been embracing my softer side, and I think it's been coinciding with all the Valentine's stuff coming out in stores lol I hope you don't mind I put a Valentine's Day spin on this, and I hope I do enough justice to the request! Also this is set in the Black Parade era, but I realize I never really specifically said that anywhere in the fic.
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"Thanks again for coming with me, I'm clueless about this stuff," Ray said as you wandered through the department store.
You smiled up at your friend. "You know it's no problem. I love picking out presents for people."
Ray had enlisted your help with choosing the right presents for his cousin and her fiancé from their wedding gift registry, and it was true, you did love shopping for gifts. But Ray could have asked you to help him shovel horseshit and you would have agreed happily. You would do anything for him, not that you'd ever say that to him in so many words.
"Oh look at that," you cooed when you spotted an aisle of Valentine's Day decorations. "Everything is so cute, I love it!"
"You really love Valentine's Day?" Ray asked, picking up a fluffy red heart-shaped pillow.
"Yea," you blushed lightly. "I know it's a silly holiday, but I'm a sucker for everything being pink and covered in hearts and flowers and all that."
Ray nodded. "Do… Do you have plans for Valentine's Day?"
"Oh no," you shook your head before the realization dawned on you. "I never have actually… and now I've made myself sad."
"Shit, I'm sorry (YN)," Ray apologized, reaching out to rub your arm. When you glanced up at him, he seemed sorry, but you knew him well enough to recognize that he seemed to be lost in thought.
"It's fine really. Let's go look at that vacuum cleaner your cousin wants."
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It was February 13th, and ever since the shopping trip with Ray, you'd been in a sour mood. It wasn't his fault that he'd asked about your Valentine's plans, it was your own for not finding the bravery to ask him out. Right then would have been the perfect moment, but the longer you waited to talk to him about it, the harder it felt to broach the subject. And if he didn't reciprocate the feelings, that would mean the end of everything you had with him. It broke your heart, but you'd rather love him in secret than risk losing him completely.
Arriving home from another long, tiring day of work, you were surprised when you noticed something by your door. It was a single pink daisy and an envelope.
"What is this?" You murmured to yourself, picking up the items, a smile forming on your face when you recognized the handwriting on the front of the card, it was Ray's. Your hands began to shake as you opened the envelope carefully. Pulling out the note inside you found it was an invitation.
(YN) you are cordially invited to Valentine’s Day dinner Wednesday, February 14th 7 PM Ray
You managed to contain yourself until you'd let yourself inside and shut the door behind you. But as you locked the door, you let out a squeal of excitement.
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You stood in front of Ray's door, more nervous than you'd ever felt before as you rang the bell. You'd worn a new pink dress you hadn't had an occasion to wear before, but you were worried that you had overdressed. The invitation said dinner, but you weren’t sure what everyone else would be wearing, or even who else he had invited over. This wasn’t how you necessarily wanted to spend your Valentine’s Day with Ray, but it was better than nothing.
You were lost in thought and didn’t hear the footsteps on the other side of the door. But once he had the door open, you forgot to breathe. He looked so handsome in his black button down shirt, it even looked like he had ironed it. He was so gorgeous, inside and out, there was no way this was anything more than him getting people together to take pity on you, his sad, lonely friend. When you looked back up at him, his warm smile had begun to falter.
"Hey (YN), are you ok?"
"Ye-yea," you shook your head. "I'm fine. Thank you for inviting me over."
"Of course, come in."
When you stepped inside his apartment you gasped. The entire living room was decorated for the holiday. White fairy lights lit the room in a warm glow, adorable decorations, some you recognized from the store you'd gone shopping at with Ray, added to the ambiance.
"It's beautiful in here," you marveled.
"You really like it?" he asked, rubbing the back of his neck nervously.
"Of course! Umm, am I the first to arrive?"
"The fir-" Ray was cut off by a timer in the kitchen. "Oh, hang on," he said before hurrying off.
You wandered around looking at the new holiday decorations filling in the spaces between his regular belongings. You noticed a more recent photo added to his collection that you hadn't seen yet. It was of the two of you at one of the release shows for The Black Parade, a few months prior.
"Dinner's ready," he called, making you jump in surprise.
“But what about everyone else?” You asked .
"You're the only one I invited," he said, nervously.
Your eyes went wide and you could feel your cheeks burning red. "Oh! I thought this was a whole party, I didn't realize this was all for…" you trailed off.
"You," he finished.
You nodded. "Thank you," you said softly.
He smiled warmly. "Of course. Ready to eat?"
"Always," you grinned, following him to the small table in his kitchen. "It smells amazing."
Ray beamed. "Thanks! It's not totally from scratch, but I hope you like it."
The table was set for two, with a small vase of the same pink daisy, and a couple of candles.
"This is incredible. I've never had anyone do something like this for me," you said sitting down. A knot was forming in your throat and you hoped your voice wasn't cracking too noticeably.
He reached across the table and took your hand. "You deserve it. You do so much for me, for everyone."
"Thank you," you said again.
The mood finally lightened as you ate and chatted away. Even if you didn't understand why Ray was doing this for you, other than pity, but you appreciated spending the evening with him anyway.
When dinner was over you went back to the living room and Ray put on some music. When he sat back down next to you, but not too close, he managed to catch you in a sad sigh.
"Are you ok?" He asked gently.
"I dunno. I guess I don't know how to phrase it," you said deflecting the question. You didn't want to seem ungrateful.
A silence hung between you for a while, before Ray spoke up. "Then maybe I can say something?"
"Of course," you nodded.
"I didn't wanna go out on tour and risk missing my opportunity. I've waited too long to tell you this as it is," he started and your heart skipped a beat. "(YN), you're the most special girl I know and I don't know how you weren't turning down all kinds of invitations for Valentine's Day."
You just smiled and shook your head, the blush on your cheeks was burning red hot now. He reached out and took your hand.
"I just feel really lucky you decided to say yes to me tonight, and I was hoping that maybe it's because you feel the same way about me, even just a little."
"The same?" You asked, stunned, heart racing.
"I've been in love with you forever, (YN)."
You nodded, speechless for a moment, tears pricking at the corners of your eyes. "Ye-yea Ray. I love you too, I always have."
He smiled brightly before reaching up to cup your cheek, leaning in and kissing you like you've never been kissed before. You never wanted it to end, but eventually you did have to come up for air.
“Thank you for this amazing evening,” you murmured.
“Anything for you.”
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mychemarchive · 3 years
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punkeduppirate · 4 years
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some extra warm up doodles from unholyverse
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zombierockerr · 5 years
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Anyone else get super bummed when you try to read an old fic on livejournal and it has been deleted.
Cause sometimes you want to reread a fic cause it's like...your favorite, super captivating or maybe just an awesomely crack-y story, and it has vanished and unlike a book...it will never be in print again...like...ever. Bums me out terribly...
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imdexd · 5 years
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*cough* So, I just finished reading Unholyverse (The 2nd one) And let me just say, my heart hurts. Help, hhhh
Spoiler,
I sincerely hope Gerard is alive... + the summary for the 3rd one is heart shattering. Wish me luck, I’ll need it.
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anystalker707 · 10 months
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That guy from the local band
Pairing: Gerard x [afab] Reader Word count: ~ 1 100 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 *Not proofread
Requested by @melavoris [Hey! I saw a reddit post saying they'd had sex with Gerard in like 2002(seen below) and i just think it'd be sooo cool fi (...)]
MASTERLIST
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          Gerard Way. The name rolled off your tongue in a whisper as you still processed what was happening. He really was just letting you undo his shirt’s buttons and touch all over him while you straddled his hips; he made sure to prop up on his elbows to watch you. Something about that shy look from under dark lashes made something stir in your lower stomach, which only intensified when you ran your nails down his chest and he whimpered.
Red lines were left behind on Gerard’s pale torso in a soft contrast. There was something about the submissiveness in his actions that just motivated you to keep going—which, actually, had gotten the two of you on your bed like that after a gig of his band, a local thing that was just starting. A long makeout session eventually escalated after you finally got a grasp of what Gerard’s little whimpers meant.
“Let me touch you?” He whispered, quietly. “Please.”
Resisting that question was fucking impossible.
It was a matter of time until your clothes were all on the ground and, before you could really do anything, Gerard bent down between your thighs, his breath hot over your pussy as he brought your thighs over his shoulders. Just the proximity was enough to make your pussy throb a little in anticipation, mouth going dry as you watched him observe you with such dark eyes that carried such a pleading hint.
You gave him a slow nod, which was enough for Gerard to start what he intended to do. His tongue, warm and wet, ran up your slit just right. It moved around experimentally, carefully measuring each spot and exploring exactly where he would get more reactions from you. His hands tightened around the sides of your thighs to hold them in place, fingers sinking into the skin just perfectly, grip warm and caring at the same time it is firm. His hands tightened once he settled down, using your thighs as leverage to press closer, the movements of his tongue becoming more assertive.
A shaky gasp escaped your lips, making you shift a little, trying to hold back from rolling your lips onto his tongue when he pressed it flat against your pussy, rolling against your clit and flicking. The way he did it snatched moans from you shamefully easily, making you arch your back against the mattress and fist the sheets, trying to ground yourself before how easily Gerard was already making your mind become fuzzy.
If just his tongue already did wonders like that... You couldn’t help but let out a louder moan when Gerard’s lips wrapped around your puffy clit, giving it all his attention as he lapped his tongue at it and around. Your hand immediately flew to his head as you rolled your hips against him, tugging a little onto the greasy strands until you suddenly pulled away.
“S—Sorry,” you whispered breathlessly, “I didn’t mean to—”
“More,” Gerard mumbled before he went back to sucking at your clit, and the way he moaned against you at the moment you tugged on your hair again just snatched a louder moan from you. Fuck.
You could feel your release peaking in the distance, approaching faster than usual with the way Gerard’s tongue worked so much against your clit. The suction he added to it, just—
A string of moans and incoherent words spilled from your lips as you reached your high, waves of pleasure running up your body and clashing down, leaving a throbbing sensation between your legs that slowly built into the overstimulation. Gerard didn’t stop there, now letting his tongue trace your entrance and poke in to lap into your insides, licking up the remainings of your orgasm, letting the mix of spit and cum run down your ass and pool down, making a mess, but it didn’t even fucking matter. You were too lost in how fucking good his mouth felt against you.
Wouldn’t he stop, though? You’d already come, but he kept going, doing even more this time, enough to send your eyes rolling into the back of your head as you tugged onto his hair to pull him even closer.
Gerard managed to get you somewhat spent before he pleasured himself with something other than rutting against the covers. He looked over at how you were sprawled on the mattress, biting on his lip. “Can I?”
You had to blink a couple of times to ground yourself to reality rather than the throbbing between your legs. Damn it. You didn’t even have the strength to adjust yourself on the bed, only nodding in response. “Yeah, go on,” you mumbled, letting out a quiet sound at the feeling of his cock pressing to your pussy.
Gerard’s cock slipped in so easily, but also felt so, so good. It made you let out higher pitched sounds with the overstimulation, immediately wrapping your arms around Gerard’s shoulders the moment he started moving.
Your breathing became shaky, nails sinking into Gerard’s shoulders as it was difficult to hold yourself back now with all the overstimulation—even holding back tears was hard, the sounds escaping your lips way too easily, higher pitched than usual.
“Harder,” he breathed once he felt your nails sinking into the skin. “Scratch it.”
 It took your overwhelmed brain a couple of moments to process what he said, but you sank your nails into his back again, letting your nails sink into his back harder, which easily had Gerard’s hips snapping into yours with more force. Breathy words were muttered among whiny moans that came from him as he had his face right next to yours, gasping into your ear. Hell.
It was easy to drift your eyes to his neck, observe the flushed skin... Leaning in to bite onto Gerard’s neck was an automatic reaction, which had just the expected reaction. His hips snapped into yours at the same moment and he couldn’t help but start babbling for more again, groaning as his grip tightened around your thigh to keep fucking you until your next release hit you shamefully easily. It didn’t take long until Gerard ended up coming as well, pulling out before he could, letting the hot and sticky mess drip all over your torso.
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nugget-boy-69 · 7 years
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A splitting of the mind
Fucked me up
HELP
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Shout out to 13 year old me who turned in a Mikey Way x Ray Toro fan fic for my final writing assignment. 
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I just read a splitting of the mind. That messed with my emotions way too much
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