#I’m definitely gonna try and make some gifs of him as joe and post them this week (cause mannn i literally can’t stop thinking bout him 😮‍💨)

[r33dr1ch4rdz]

he’s just so beefy and beautiful 😩💕 i need to chew on him

[amimimi]

joe and cherry taking care of their drunk s/o

synopsis: in which joe and cherry take care of your drunk ass

pairings: joe x reader, cherry x reader

warnings: drinking, getting sick, suggestive themes, swearing, slight spoilers in joe’s part

notes: i separated the joe and cherry head canons from the langa and reki ones because I thought I was gonna make these a lot more suggestive,,,but i did not 🤥 i apologize in advance for any grammatical/spelling errors!

JOE

will laugh at you

in a good natured way, of course

he just thinks you’re so cute, he can’t get enough of you

joe and you go bar hopping for date night this week, which y’all have done in the past so it’s nothing too crazy

except this time around, you overdo it 😗

and joe thinks it’s the most endearing thing as you cling onto his biceps as you sway on your feet

he holds you by your elbows, grinning down at you as you blearily smile up at him

you both are standing near the dance floor, as you struggle to maintain your footing

“you good?” he calls over the music and you nod slowly, grinning even harder

“yea! you’re a great dancer!” you shout back at him and joe chuckles

“we aren’t dancing, baby cakes” he says, giving your elbows a squeeze

you frown

“oh...i knew that! i meant in general...” you murmur, eyes struggling to stay open.

joe purses his lip at you, before wrapping his arms around your waist. “i think you need some air, babe” he suggests and you nod sluggishly

guides you outside the bar and takes you across the street

the crisp night air doesn’t help you out all that much

you get sick and joe can’t even hold your hair back because he has to hold you to keep you from falling face forward

“okay, babe, let’s get you home” joe chuckles,

not even one bit worried

has a lot of experience with drinking/drunk people up his sleeve

honestly maybe the best person to care for you while you’re drunk

joe doesn’t panic or even if he IS concerned, he’s good at keeping a straight face (i’m thinking of the episode when ad*m hits cherry in the face and he’s the only one who doesn’t flinch)

he takes you in his swole arms (that man is built like an ox 😩) and carries you bridal style all the way home

entertains your babbling and carries a conversation with you no matter how nonsensical it is

if you think you see someone even looking at joe, you try cussing them out msnxjshwdghd

and joe’s like “haha, darling, my sweet dove, ☺️” and then turns to whoever you’re cussing out and says “they’re drunk, sorry about that!”

joe definitely takes you to his place

makes you take a shower! but he showers with you because he doesn’t want you to fall and break your nose or something

stands behind you, with his arms wrapped around you for support

rubs a loofah down your arms and torso

every now and then he’ll press a kiss against the side of your neck <3

joe wraps you in a towel and gently dries you with another towel

he makes you sit on his closed toilet seat and kneels before you to dry your legs with a smaller towel

he glances up at you to see you staring at him, slightly swaying and wrapped in a towel

“you like watching me work, don’t you?” he smirks

“i like watching your back” you reply, the alcohol numbing your shame and joe laughs at you

makes you brush your teeth

he places a hand over your forehead and holds you up by your arm as you brush

joe: “are you...are you swallowing the tooth paste??”

you: “...no...not on purpose”

okay, joe maybe slightly concerned

pulls one of his shirts over your head and laughs when your hair gets messed up

when you finally get in bed, you sleep in between joe’s legs with your head resting on his naked chest, arms wrapped around you

doesn’t mind if you drool on him <3 he just fondly smiles at you

CHERRY

HE IS NOT HERE FOR IT SKDUSKSJDJD

does not like being around drunk people—like he avoids it with a passion

someone he knows could be drunk as helll and he’d just be like “...and what the f*ck does that gotta do with me?”

obviously he won’t let anyone DIE, but prefers to take preventative action such as cutting someone off from having any more drinks than to deal with their drunk asses

and obviously, he’ll make an exception for you 😙

he’s not impressed tho 😗

like if your tipsy, he may find that endearing

but if you’re like—DRUNK DRUNK, like belligerently so...he’s gonna be like “*sigh*”

you probably don’t get drunk in public when you’re out with him to preserve his the respect of his business

so he’s probably having a night in, no S, no dinner with joe

he’s catching up on reading when his doorbell rings and he’s like “??”

cherry goes to peek out the peephole and — holy shit is that you? and who’s standing next to you??

he opens the door to see you, drunk off your ass, and barely standing on your own as you friend wraps their arm around you for support

when you see cherry, you perk up and smile “kaoru!”

“does this belong to you?” your friend grins at cherry, who’s just staring at you wobble on your feet like a newborn deer

“yes” he says slowly, a little surprised at how drunk you are

he reaches out for you and you all but collapse in his arm, cherry slightly straining under the weight

“okay, then! my taxi’s waiting, bye babe!” your friend calls to you and you sluggishly wave at them while hanging off of cherry’s waist

cherry makes sure you friend gets in the taxi safely before turning to you

“what have you gotten yourself into?” he sighs, hoisting you up and carrying you into his house

“just had a few drinks!” you chirp, wrapping your arms around cherry’s neck

“a few...” cherry echoes you flatly

“ maybe a couple!”

“...”

“ okay, maybe a lot”

doesn’t even wait for you tell him if you feel nauseous, he just carries you to the bathroom and sits you down in front of the toilet

ties your hair back as you babble nonsensically about how dangerous it is that he rides a skateboard

if you get sick, he gently rubs your back and murmurs soothingly to you

makes you wash your mouth out and brushes your teeth for you (he’s grumbling as he does it, BUT HE’S STILL DOIN IT)

he’s gonna save the lecturing for tomorrow so he just resorts to muttering under his breath, but he’s still very gentle with you

he bathes you! but then you tell him that he looks like your mother as he does it and he’s just like “😐 okay bath time over”

get’s you a silk robe and guides you into his bed

he runs to get you a class of water and when he comes back, he hears you sniffling as you lay with your back to him

“what’s the matter, love?” he asks gently, sitting down the bed next to you

he brushes your hair back to see you are, in fact, crying

you take a shaky breath as you struggle to sit up and look directly at him

“are you cheating on me with carla??” you ask wobbly, stealing yourself for his answer

cherry: “😐😑😐”

he just hands the glass of water to you and doesn’t say anything bc he’s TIRED

when you finish your glass, he places it on his bedside table as you sink into the sheets

“you didn’t answer” you murmur glumly, staring straight ahead

cherry looks down at you and tilts his head, brushing your hair back from your face, kinda smiling for that first time that night

“no. how would cheat on you with a skateboard?” cherry asks, slightly teasing.

“you literally make heart eyes with it...don’t laugh!” your lower lip begins to wobble as cherry slightly chuckles

“you’re so drunk” he smiles at you softly

you weakly nod in agreement as cherry continues brushing your hair back

“yea, ‘won’t do it again tho...thank you kaoru, i love you” you garble out, sleep overtaking you

cherry waits until you fall asleep to give you a kiss on the forehead,

he stays up a to watch you before he slides in next to you and sleeps facing you with your hand in his

notes: i’m gonna do langa, reki, joe, and cherry all in one post for the sequel (?) to this where reader takes care of them when they get drunk!

[star-six7]

And We’re Living It Up (Leave It All Behind)

Frank Iero x Band Member!Reader (i’m pretty sure that its all gender neutral)

Word Count: 939

A/N: Okay, so some of you might recognize this as a re-upload. I posted it on here several months ago but took it down because I was self-conscious. I was reading it again the other day and I actually really liked it, so I’m putting it back up! Enjoy!

Disclaimer: This is entirely a work of fiction. No part of this story is meant to be libel, slander, or in any way derogatory towards any character’s real life counterpart. I’m not delusional; I know that these characters are simply based off of a public persona and may not actually resemble the people behind those personas. Any additional characters that you do not recognize are entirely fictional, unless otherwise stated. And finally, if you got here by Googling yourself, whatever happens next is 100% on you.

Warped Tour, 2005. St Louis, MO.

It was only the third stop on Warped, and the heat was already un-fucking-bearable. And while the temperature in St Louis was creeping up on 95 degrees, you knew that it would feel like winter compared to the southwestern dates that lay ahead. Unfortunately, knowing this did little to keep you from feeling miserable.

It was early in the afternoon, and the members of My Chem, yourself included, were fruitlessly trying to kill time before soundcheck and stay out of the heat. Mikey, the most social of the band (despite what the fans seemed to think), was off in the festival grounds, probably hanging out with 1/4 of Fall Out Boy. Gerard and Frank were somewhere in the bus park, likely getting into trouble with some of the other bands. Trouble wasn’t hard to find on Warped. Ray was holed up in the studio in the back of the bus, trying to nail down a riff he had been working on for a few days. You were laying in your bunk, alternating between checking your Sidekick and trying to sleep. After about an hour, you were still bored as all hell.

“Ray,” you said, getting up and swinging open the studio door. “Take a break. I’m bored as fuck, and I want company.”

Ray sighed and took off his headphones. “Do I have to? It’s hot as fuck out, and I’d rather not be dragged into whatever the fuck it is that Frank and Gerard are doing.”

“Fine, we don’t have to leave the bus. What about horror movies, and I don’t fucking know, pizza? Or something,” you conceded.

“Sounds fine with me. I’ve been wanting to have a Friday the 13th marathon.”

“You know none of them are as good as the first,” you grinned. “I’ll call up some pizza.”

After the couch had been (mostly) cleared and pizza from a festival vendor had been delivered directly to the bus (bless Warped security), you and Ray sprawled out on opposite ends of the lounge sofa and pressed play. When the lights were turned off and the AC was at full blast, the tour bus was almost refreshing.

Halfway through Friday the 13th Part Two, the relative peace was disturbed by the bus door opening and a sudden influx of noise, light, humidity, and Frank.

“What the fuck happened to you?” you asked, unimpressed.

“Water guns,” Frank bounced down the aisle towards the bunks. He reappeared moments later, toweling dry his soaked hair and bare chest. He grabbed a blue Gatorade from the mini-fridge at the front, gulping it down. “Joe’s idea.”

You considered this, mildly surprised that the water didn’t evaporate the moment it touched the pavement. “Sounds fun.”

“It was. Hey, is that Jason?” Frank, still shirtless, flung himself facedown across both your and Ray’s laps.

“Dude, if you’re not gonna blow me, get your face outta my lap,” Ray said, looking unimpressed.

“Are you offering, Toro?” Frank turned his head and grinned.

Ray punched him in the head.

Lightly, of course.

The conversation lapsed into comfortable silence as the movie played on, you and Ray eating pizza and ignoring Frank’s occasional squirming.

After finishing the third movie, Ray stood up, jostling Frank, and stretched. “This has been fun,” he sighed. “But I think it’s time to go round up Mikeyway before it’s too late for soundcheck.”

“See you there, then,” you nodded. Frank saluted him.

A few minutes after the bus door had closed, Frank sat up and turned to face you. Knowing what he wanted (it had happened a few times before), you took a quiet breath before turning and meeting his eyes.

He said nothing, just studying your expression with the ghost of a smirk on his face.

Just when the tension was getting ridiculous, Frank slowly leaned in and pressed his lips against yours. You felt yourself relax into the kiss, your eyes sliding shut as he slowly pushed his tongue into your mouth. Your hand rested on the back of his neck, your fingers slowly stroking through his short, bleached hair. He moved one hand up from your waist to curve up along your chest, making small, gentle movements with his fingers.

Just as things were really starting to heat up, the bus door opened yet again, this time for Gerard. You jumped back from Frank, praying that the singer hadn’t seen. Luckily, it seemed like Gerard was still adjusting to the sudden darkness and couldn’t see much of anything.

“Hey, where the fuck is my sketchbook? I wanna show the guys from Simple Plan,” he frowned, glancing at the dining table.

“Uh, if it’s not there, it’s probably in your bunk,” you suggested when you had recovered from the shock.

“Thanks. Hey, is that Friday the 13th?” Gerard was already sprinting towards the back.

Frank leaned back into the couch and laughed. “You should have seen your face, holy shit.”

“Shut the fuck up or see if it ever happens again,” you muttered, going red as you turned back to the movie.

Deep down, you both knew it didn’t matter if Frank made fun of you until the cows came home. Whatever “it” was had happened several times before and was most definitely going to happen again. There wasn’t really a name for the strange platonic-yet-romantic attraction between you and Frank, but honestly, you didn’t care. Maybe it would fade at the end of the summer, along with all the sunburns and hazy tour memories. Maybe it would grow into something more, something solid. After all, it was Warped Tour. Stranger things have happened.

A/N: Thank you for reading my work! If you enjoyed it, please comment and let me know what you liked about it or what your favorite part was! Also, feel free to send in requests! :)

[boizandgurlzinthehouse]

can i get uhhhhhh steamy joe liebgott x reader? u said in one of ur posts that liebgott likes y/n's breasts and maybe u could elaborate on it? pretty please????? love ur writing sm~ ❤

of course honeycake <3 at first i didn’t know what steamy means (english is not my mother language so sorry if the grammar is still shit ;-;), but i thought immediately that this is some kinda nasty thing like 

soo here we are, let’s begin !!  ˙˚˙ᵕ꒳ᵕ˙˚˙‧̍̊

𝐣𝐨𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐛𝐠𝐨𝐭𝐭 𝐨𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐛𝐨𝐝𝐲 ♡

oh yeah 

joe loves your body so so so much

if it was a glass named ‘loving your body’ he would overflow that with a container full of water 

needless to say, the glass don’t bigger than a teacup 

but we all know what he likes the mostly most about you

your sweet spirit oh fuck your tiddies 

but he likes your other features too, like the slight curve of your waist or the soft skin on your thighs 

other than that, he’s gonna try everything to get in the near of you 

definitely to your breasts but he never gonna admit it even for his best friends 

he just loves them, that’s all 

like placing his head on them after a long, tiring day 

you stroke his hair, whispering and whimpering when he moves his head -yeah, he don’t knows but it still can hurt his favorite pillows 

what the fuck am i writing oh my god 

“are you comfortable, joey?” 

“never better, and you, little baby?” -i’m definitely choking but that’s okay ahahah

definitely likes to shower with you -washing your body, tracing his fingers on your skin 

when he gets closer, he leans you over the wall and starts to suck your collarbone

at first you try to stop him, stroking his hair and moaning things like “we can’t do this, lieb, please” 

but his lips and his teeth crawling on your skin, down to your breasts 

joe’s mouth like heaven, taking all of you so well

when you grabs his jaw and pull closer him to you, he smirks and looks up at you, looking at your beautiful face

“i knew you gonna enjoy this, sweetheart, sometimes you just need to stop thinking” 

“just like you, you careless dumbass?” you smile, but then joe suddenly bites your flesh smoothly, giving your head a spin 

when you growls, he comes up and kisses the corner of your mouth

“sometimes i’m careless, but when it’s about you...” he mumbles, biting softly your ear, one of his knee slips between your thighs

you grab his shoulders, a heavy wave of need and wetness shivering down on you

“you still don’t want it, huh?” joe asks, cupping your tiddies, the water dripping down on his hair and face, little drops spilled on his eyelashes makes him adorable and fucking hot at the same time 

“shut up honey, you know i didn’t meant it” you straddles on his leg, giggling as he growls and brings your hips closer to his 

this request is so old so my dear if you see that i’m really sorry OKAY I THINK I HATE MYSELF NOW i’m gonna go and sit in the corner to cry and shame myself