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guess who just bought a puppy to cure my depression

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Reasonable crashout

DO YOU GUYS WANNA KNOW WHAT FUCKING GRADE I GOT ON MY PAITNING. A FUCKING B. A B. AARRRGGGHHHHHH. WHAT THE FUCK COILD I HAVE POSSIBLW DONE WRONG WITH IT I FUCKING TOOK IT HOME EVEHDAY AND WORKED ON THAY BITCH. MY CUNT OF A ART TEACHER GRADES OUR WORK BASED ON IF YOU FUCKING PUT IN THE EFFORT. MY BITCH ASS DID PUT IN THE FFORT WHAT THE FUCK AND NOW I HAVE A 80 IN HIS FUCK ASS CLASS JUST BEVAUSE IF THAT FUCKING B I GOT. IM SOOOOOOOO PISSED OFF RIGJT NOW. AAAHRHEJFJAJDHHDHSHD. THE FUCKING THING LOOKS ALMOAT JUST LIKE THE ALBUM COVER WHAT GHE FUCKKKKKKKKKKKKyeBAATTTT I HOPE HE GETS IN A AUTOMOVILE CRASH ABD FUCKING DIES

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Here's my stupid horribly painted school project I had to do for fuckkking painting class, it's super rushed and the porortions ZZSUUUCCKKKK kmskmskmskmskmsksmsksmksmsksmsmmsksmskskmsmsmsmsmkms I swearrrr it looks better in person

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art dump ok bye

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Gerard way on skateboard. (REAL) (NOT CLICKBAIT)

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three cheers mcr as cats lol

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Gerard Way x fem reader smut?

Like he just misses her and has been needing her 4 an few days, possibly after an tour?

Handjob maybe too hm?

(Uggghh yesss.)

Not a full fic? Just something short since I'm sick rn and my brain is dying. X,( the word pathetic has such a chokehold on me my god. Wrote this in a sick haze so no prof read and most of it's super bad

!Please feel free to leave requests!

W/C- 889

Nsfw under cut

As soon as he walked through that front door you were immediately on him, not that he minded though, if anything that made his already hard dick strain more inside his jeans. His bags dropped to the floor as his hands immediately grabbed your waist, fingers moving underneath your shirt to rub your skin he longed for. Your arms wrapped around his neck forcing him down into a heated kiss, tongues immediately kissing each other as you felt his boner rub against your lower abdomen as he pathetically grinded against you with no shame.

Your pretty little significant other has been missing you so desperately well he's been on tour. Fisting his cock so desperately in the tour bus during late nights, pathetically jerking off to pictures of you trying to be so quiet to not wake up the other band members. The feelings were mutual though with you having the same carnal desire for his body the way he did for you. The way your small fingers would desperately try and fuck yourself for some kind of release, but since Gerard has ruined your tiny little cunt his thick fingers and cock are the only thing that could please you.

With no words spoken, you dragged him over to the couch even though you wanted to suck his cock right there and now. He immediately sat down at the edge spreading his legs as he fumbled with his belt, cursing underneath his breath as the buckle finally popped, snaking the belt off, throwing it somewhere to the floor. You rest on your knees in front of him, bringing your hands up to unzip his jeans, tugging them down to his ankles eagerly. Your pupils dilate seeing his painfully hard cock strain against his black boxers, a barley noticeable wet patch on the dark fabric forms near his tip.

Not wasting any time, your fingers grab the hem of his boxers, tugging them down to his ankles. His pretty cock standing up straight with a slight curve, pre cum beaded at the slit of his tip. You drag your tongue from the bottom to the tip, leaving small kitten licks along the slit before taking him in your mouth abruptly, your hand pumping what you can't take well the other plays with his balls. Groans and stiffened whimpers leave Gerard as his fingers curl in your hair, pushing you further as his hips jerked up to match your pace making the tip of his cock press against the back of your throat. Both of your hands brace against his thighs as he uses your mouth like a fucktoy, tears forming in your eyes as you gagged on his cock every other thrust. Selfishly without warning he bottoms out in your mouth cumming down your throat as he lets out a low moan, both hands pushing your head against him forcing you to take him all.

A mix of drool and his cum dribbles out of the corner of your mouth as he pulls you off of him, blown out pupils looking down at you like you were something to be praised. His cock had a sheen of saliva and cum glazed over it making it shine so delicately in the dimly lit room. Panting of catching breaths fill the room softly as you both adjust yourselves on the couch, quickly undressing yourself as you lay underneath him, his hands pressing your knees to your chest as his gaze meets yours. The tip of his cock pushed against your slick folds, rubbing gently against your clit. Soft whines left you at the feeling. Without warning, he pushed himself inside you slowly letting you adjust to the familiar feeling. Even though he's destroyed your pretty cunt so many times you've never been able to fully adjust to him from how small and tight your pussy always was.

He slowly pulled out with a groan from the overstimulation before pushing back inside. He continued to rut against you, seemingly going faster and deeper with each thrust. His hands gripped at your thighs desperately as he fucked you. Your hands come up to wrap around his neck, pushing him down to kiss you. The feeling of his tongue pushing itself into your mouth added to the pooling heat inside your lower abdomen. His hot mouth left kissing along your jaw and neck, leaving bites along your shoulder and neck. The room was filled with the erotic noises of skin against skin, groans, and moans along with soft pleads mixed together.

Before long, you could feel his cock twitch inside of you, his thrusts getting sloppier as he neared his release. His hand comes down, letting his thumb rub circles haphazardly on your clit to near you closer. Within a couple more moments, his hips twitched as he rut himself impossibly deep inside of you. Ropes of his thick cum fill you up, the feeling making you reach your climax as his thumb continues its movements until you're completely done. Gerard rests his body against yours, letting his arms wrap around your body as the side of his face lays on your tummy. Bringing your hand up, you gently tangle your fingers in his sweaty hair, rubbing his scalp as he falls asleep. Hopefully, he'll get up soon so you can take a shower.

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GUYS, PLEASE GIVE ME IDEAS FOR GERARD WAY SMUT, I DONT KNOW WHAT TO WRITE 😭 PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE REQUEST SOMRTHINNGGGG

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Just absolute filth under cut about basement gerard way

(PS: sorry for not posting. Been busy lol. ~ 83

Just casually thinking about how basement gerard would eat you out. Your hands gripping anywhere, the sheets, the pillow behind you, or his greasy black hair as he devoures your soaking pussy. His hands would be gripping at your plush thighs as his tongue moved against you, eating you out like his life depended on it. After you came and tried to squirm out of his grasp, soft pleads of "'mm too much, Gee," combined with your hands softly digging into his hair trying to pull him away from the overstimulation. That would only fuel him more with his hands gripping harder, his nails digging into your thighs pulling you harder against his mouth as his tongue flicked and sucked against your clit. Tears would prick at the corners of your eyes from how too much he was. Gerard would only stop when he got enough of your taste, he was fuled by greed afterall. How could he stop only after you came once? He loved the noises you made, how you squirmed and pulled on his hair. He just couldn't get enough of you.

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I'm dead. Blah :3

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Guys I promise I'm not dead lol, just school is making me so freaking busy so I don't have much time for writing 😭

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Pairing•(Vampire!Basememt!Gerard Way ♡ Fem! Reader)

Warings•18+ smut, don't care if minors interact or lurk but be careful, Mentions of blood, finger riding, blood drinking?, hes such a little cutie pie, dunno what else to put, I'm terrible at warings, not prof read

A/N• uhhhhhhhhhh yeah. . I witteraly have no energy to write long stuff so you guys get these short little things.

Word count•485

Blood Sucker

The stinging sensation on the side of your neck, his pathetic grip on your shirt as he lets out small moans and whines against you as he sucks on your neck sucking the blood from you. All of this was making the pit in your stomach burn, eating you alive from the inside out, relief was needed as your hips slightly jerked against his hand that's in your shorts. Gee promised to get you off as he drank from you, but he got lost in his own moment he forgot about yours. But how could you stay mad at the whiney boy in front of you? His sight was truly pathetic with how his eyes were closed shut, greasy black hair messy and strewn about, and the painfully hard boner confined in his pajama pants.

With another grind of your hips, his hand delicately moved with instinct, two fingers easily gliding inside you as his thumb rested on your clit. A soft moan escaped you at the sudden intrusion, and your grip on his hair tightened, pushing his face further into your neck. His fingers lazily thrusted in you, thumb hardly rubbing against your pleading pearl. "Gee. .," The soft whine of his name seemed to bring him back out of his dazed state, briefly detaching from you and giving your neck a few soft licks. A soft apology leaves his lips, and he whines against your neck as his fingers drive into you with more meaning, thumb pushing against your clit roughly.

His mouth attacks your neck once more, and your hand goes down to grip his arm as you try and match his fingers movements with your hips. The familiar loopy feeling of light headness when Gee feeds on you slowly creeps over you. Your breath hitches as his fingers push against the spot that makes you squirm. Whines and whimpers leave you as your climax quickly washes over you, head all fuzzy and light. Soft breathing and pants are all can be heard between you both, Gerard softly nuzzles your neck as he holds you close to him. The growing damp feeling near your thigh makes you move a little in his lap. A soft gasp can be heard from Gerard as you accidently rubbed against his clothed softening cock. A weak giggle left you as you noticed Gerard finished already by you doing nothing to him.

As Gee leans back to look at you, his face quickly contorts to worry like it always does when he feeds off of you. "S. .Sorry baby.. let me go grab a cloth or. . something..," His voice wavering slightly, the blood covering your neck unsettling him a bit, knowing he caused that to you. He moved you off his lap and makes sure your comfortable before going off to the bathroom to grab a cloth and a bandaid for your neck. Gerard is such a sweetheart.

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gerard doodles lalallalalalaaa

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silly little vampire

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sketchbook spread

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404 with a reader who is really sleep deprived?? maybe something about them falling asleep on him, idk i havent been able to sleep lately

do what you will with this, keep it gn if possible <3 thx

Pairing•[Nauseaxe_404 ♡ GN!Reader]

Warings•none, just sleepy fluff, not prof read

Word count•462

A/N•ahhh yes! This is such a cute idea &3. Also sorry for how short this was, decided to quickly drabble this before I sleep

Sleep

One of the downsides of being sent on this horrid job was having to cater to this capricious of a person, or rather monster. The fact that he's forcing you to indulge in his fantasies and write this long fanfiction about the both of you was making your head hurt and was really wearing you down. A yawn crawled out of your throat for the hundredth time, sleep was eating at you. Wiggling in the uncomfortable wooden chair to readjust yourself in hopes to grant a more comfortable position, Nauses unblinking gaze shifted down to the chair then to the typewriter. A familiar unsettling giggle can be heard next to you as he spoke, "Superstar, if you need a break you can take one. .," His hard breathing lingerd at the end of his sentence, a shiver runs down your spine, you don't think you could ever get over how unerving he could be.

Glancing over at him to respond, your eyebags and obvious tired features are more noticeable to Nause now. The idea of falling asleep doesn't seem that appealing, the struggle, restlessness, the constant tossing and turning, and your mind being constantly swarmed by irritating thoughts. Sleep felt like a chore to you and the idea of taking a nap in this crappy hotel room with an axe weildimg stranger with psychotic tendencies? Yeah, no thanks. . . right? He did have some redeeming qualities like being cute? In a weird way, he charmed you with his odd quirks of knowing every single thing about you and him just relishing in every moment with you. You've warmed up to him significantly fast. Could it just be constant adrenaline of your fight or flight whenever he takes his axe out to calm down, maybe.

"I'm fine," is what you wanted to say or rather about to say before he abruptly cut you off, easily grabbing you under your arms. "PHAHAHAHA. Did you seriously think I was going to let you continue writing with how tired you are? I should've noticed how exhausted you looked earlier. . . Im sorry, please forgive me, Superstar!" The warmth of his body radiating off to you was calming you down and making sleep creep under your eyes, threatening your eyelids to shut. With no protests from you, he went over to the corner and placed you down on the unkempt bed, sliding in next to you, keeping your body close to his. Your head quickly finds a comfortable spot on his shoulder, one of your arms moving across his chest on instinct to hold him close. His odd scent of metallic and light sweet musty smell comforts you weirdly.

"Sleep tight, my Superstar," His voice soft as he holds you comfortably against him. Maybe sleeping can be nice for once.