#kink at the mcr show

[vampiremuney]

puppy play on stage again

[foolscapper]

So. ‘Choke me’, huh?

[artham-p-wingfeather]

corona capital - my chemical romance - give ‘em hell kid

[burymeinblack2022]

gerard is wearing the mask again....ok hannibal lecter tease 🤪 🤪

[caraphernellie]

build god, then we’ll talk // e.w.

a/n: preacher!ellie part 2!! yay! once again heavily mcr inspired lol, also mm a fever you can't sweat out aka the best p!atd album. i got super freaked out because this accidentally posted a few days ago and i dont even know why what the actual fuck. im super nervous about this one. this one is significantly worse than the first and if i wasnt already before writing this i certainly now am never seeing the pearly gates. AGAIN IF THIS ISNT UR THING DONT READ

read part one here!!

word count: 2.6k

warnings: preacher!ellie , christian!reader . some random bitch named paisleigh i tried to go for names karen would pick. fem!reader , dom!ellie , sub!reader . rough sex . church sex they are in the church please dont be mad at me LMFAOOOO . oral (e!receiving) , inappropriate use of holy water?? lol. established relationship (secret lovers). internalised homophobia + religious trauma , mean!ellie , she’s mostly very nice , just punishing reader and suuuuper clouded by internalised homophobia. degrading/slight humiliation kink , corruption kink if you squint , dacryphilia , spanking (r!receiving) , fingering (r!receiving) , hair pulling. dialogue heavy tbh ,, . use of the word whore. use of pet names : angel , sweet girl , good girl.

towards the back of the church, you sit next to ellie during the evening service. her warm palm covers most of your thigh, thumb rubbing gentle circles into your skin. it’s secret moments shared in plain sight that get you going, that make your heart flutter and knees weak. 

it’s moments like these that increase the doubts you are having about your faith – not like ellie knows, and absolutely not like you would ever tell her. she is your lover, and you have trusted her with so much, but she could never understand this. she’s dedicated her life to the church like it’s her purpose, and you’re haunted by it.

so even as you feel yourself losing sight of the need for salvation, and as you find that you can only feel happy and free once you let go of religion, you will sit through every mass. you will pray with her. you will continue to live this hidden, shameful life, living with the knowledge that nobody else would approve of the way you love ellie.

and it gets difficult, hiding it. you’ve lived in fear, hiding the secret of your sexuality for so long, but ellie’s warmth and her gentle touch is something you wish you could show off.

the service ends, and ellie stays back as she often does to talk to anyone who needs her guidance. you sit and wait for her in the pews, growing impatient, and growing guilty as your thoughts run wild and you realise what an apostate you have become.

you fidget in your seat, antsy and itching for ellie to come back to you, so you’ll be alone once more, and free to feel her touch and her kiss that you so desperately crave. but she’s having a chat with her neighbour paisleigh, of course, who is asking ellie with some not-so-subtle judgement when she’s going to settle down to become a typical housewife. you scoff at such an idea.

ellie? settling down with a man? that’s laughable.

but watching her talk with paisleigh, the way her chapped lips move and the moonlight shining through a stained glass window hits her eyes, you need that kiss more than ever.

almost on autopilot, you trail towards ellie, standing beside her with a blank face.

she interrupts paisleigh for a moment, turning to you, there’s always that undeniable look of adoration in her eyes, how she always tries to make time for you, and be attentive towards you, and it curls the corners of your lips upwards.

“you alright?” ellie asks, quirking a brow in your direction, “somethin’ wrong or you’re just bored?”

and you realise you’re actually not sure why you came up to ellie – or, you do know, but it’s not something you could ask right now. so you just grab her hand instead of replying, and ellie’s gaze hardens. in an attempt to appear professional, she squeezes your hand before dropping it.

“is something wrong?”

“uh…”

paisleigh utters something under her breath, something that sounds a little mean, before she speaks up. “i should get going. i will see you tomorrow.”

“for sure,” ellie nods, smiling. “see you.”

and ellie doesn’t even spare you a glance, waiting until paisleigh exits the church. you’re alone, the church is empty, and it’s so silent you could hear a pin drop.

at this point, it’s a matter of who will break the silence, but ellie beats you to it. you know she’s not happy – she’s always bitching the second you come close to even subtly showing love to her when someone else is around.

“jealous or something?” ellie says, crossing her arms. she leans against a pew, crossing her ankles. “couldn’t handle hearin’ about me possibly settling down? or were you just in the mood to get us caught?”

“ellie, it’s not like that, i just–”

“then what was it like?” ellie challenges, raising her eyebrows. she’s got a real mean streak, and it only comes out when she wants to protect you.

“it was- j-just– i just wanted to be close,” you mutter, looking down, a newfound meekness in your tone, “it was just me holding your hand, i–”

“and if someone takes you holding my hand the wrong way, then what? hm? you’re willing to lose everything just to hold my hand? what, you’re that desperate for some attention?”

“i wasn’t thinking, i just–”

you don’t know when ellie got so close to you, but her hand grabs your chin and lifts your face so she can stare into your eyes. there’s not much of anger there. you know what it is, it’s her own internal struggle, that she’s only taking out on you because she saw an opportunity.

“not thinking, huh?” ellie snorts, then caresses your cheek, a far cry from the callous tone she’s giving you. “poor girl, wanted me so bad, is that it?”

your lips are sealed, a doe look in your eyes that makes ellie smirk. 

“talk. you wanted me, hm? use your words.”

“i just wanted a kiss,” you say quietly, “or at the very least, j-just a hug.”

“awe,” ellie croons, pulling you close. her heart isn’t calm like usual and you can hear it, the harboured speed she gained in fear of your secret being revealed. she’s warm as ever, her hands on your waistline and chin resting on your shoulder. “well here’s your hug, angel. but you know what i think?”

“...what?”

“you’ve forgotten where the fuck we are.”

ellie pulls away from you, and shoves you in the direction of the altar, causing you to gasp and catch yourself with your arms on the white table.

“we are in a place of worship. in the house of god, sweet girl, do you know what god thinks of people like us?”

you look down at your hands. “we’re… sinners.”

“that’s right,” ellie hums in approval. she ends up behind you, a hand gripping your throat to pull your back against her chest. “we’re sinners. and you went as far as to want me, to be thinking these kinds of thoughts during our service, in which we are to honour him. if you’re that much of a whore, i’ll give you what you want right here, right now.”

you splutter, quick shock taking over completely. “i- wha- here? in church? ellie, y- we can’t, this isn’t priv–”

“nobody’s watching,” ellie murmurs into your ear, leaving a kiss right where your shoulder meets your neck. “nobody except god himself. so why don’t i teach you a little lesson, show god how sorry you are?”

oh.

oh.

“i…”

ellie’s hand slides down your neck and to your back, pushing, pushing, until you’re bent over the altar. she tugs at the hem of your dress with one hand, the other trailing up the back of your thigh, leaving goosebumps in its wake like little electric sparks.

“let this punishment be our prayer. our repentance,” ellie suggests, holding your dress up. a finger traces slowly over the outline of your panties, such a feather light touch you almost don’t feel it, until she’s tugging them down and letting them pool on the floor over your mary janes. “remind me, what are we?”

you’re preoccupied, trembling over the altar and mulling over in your mind the way the air brushes against the heat in your cunt. 

preoccupied, until there’s a stinging pain spreading over your ass, and a slap echoing through the empty church, followed by your own yelp.

“i said,” ellie speaks through gritted teeth, repeating herself, “what are we?”

“sinners,” you answer, voice wavering. “so sorry, i– ah!”

another spank, right on the other ass cheek this time. ellie chuckles, her large hands kneading over soft skin to soothe the sting of it.

“we are sinners, and we always beg for forgiveness, don’t we, my angel? so how dare you–” the word dare is punctuated by another spank over the middle of your ass. “-think something so sinful in a time where we are supposed to be holy?"

a pathetic mewl whines past your lips and you tremble even more, “i’m sorry, ellie, but the–”

“don’t be apologising to me,” ellie says, chuckling. she cups your cheeks in her hands from behind, tilting your head up. your eyes focus on the large wooden crucifix hanging on the back wall of the cathedral. “apologise to him.”

“oh,” you whisper, the heat of embarrassment bubbling inside your stomach, rising to your face. “yes. of course.”

ellie’s face appears beside you, a soft kiss pressing against your shoulderblade. “i love you,” she whispers, and she loses sight of herself for a moment – forgetting where her values are, forgetting her internal battles for just a moment to show you something tender, a warning, a reminder that she is playing.

and just when you think the harsher treatment is over, she gives you this short warning that almost doesn’t register in your mind. she slaps your cunt, and she laughs at the way you buck your hips away from her hand.

“this is not going to be gentle. you didn't think your punishment was over, did you?” ellie teases, two fingers spreading open the soaking folds, gathering creamy slick over the pads of her digits. she lives for every reaction you have, every shudder and every little gasp. “tell me, sweet girl, what happens if you sin?”

“y-you’re damned,” you reply, trying to focus your gaze over the cross, and your back arches when two of ellie’s fingers slowly slide inside. “damned to hell.”

“yes,” ellie answers, an audible strain in her voice, where she grits her teeth over the feeling of your walls clenching around her long digits. “and is there a way to save yourself?”

“by… oh, el– by looking to god,” you say. your voice is barely above a whisper, but ellie nods anyway, slowly beginning to move her fingers. “and by apologising, a-and seeking forgiveness from the lord, and y-you can be absolved of s– ffuck.”

ellie is hardly listening to your answer at this point. you can’t see her, but if you could, the look on her face would be tantalising enough. lip pulled between her teeth, thick brows burrowed over narrowed eyes as she watches her fingers coat with your wetness.

“you’re right,” ellie whispers, flitting her gaze up to the back of your head again. “so what are you gonna say now, angel? do you want to be an angel? or keep being a whore?”

“i-i’m sorry, lord,” you plead, a moan choking out as ellie speeds up her pace, thrusting in your pussy, squelching, wet sounds echoing in the church and increasing your embarrassment. “please f-forgive me, for disrespecting you, in a t-time meant for w– ellie!”

the shriek comes as ellie’s free hand spanks your ass again, and she growls, “now apologise for both of us. like we always do.”

you nod, panting softly, but there aren’t many words coming to mind at the moment. think, think, we pray every time. this shouldn’t be hard.

ellie’s fingers slide in and out of you, and she smirks when she feels your clench around her again. the pace is so fast you can’t keep up, and her fingers pound so roughly it almost burns. a knot builds in your stomach, tears in your eyes.

pulled out of your daze, ellie rips a cry out of you as she grabs a fistful of your hair and tugs your head upwards to look at the cross after noticing your head fall. she keeps her grip tight. a hot tear slides down your cheek.

“aw, angel, this shouldn’t be hard,” ellie coos, almost as though she read your mind. “are you sorry?”

“yes, yes,” you whine, hands holding onto the edge of the altar for stability. “please, oh f-fuck, ellie.”

“please? please what, angel?” ellie asks, smirking. “you’re not cumming until you can show god you’re sorry for this.”

“i’m sorry!” you cry, a tear or two dripping onto the white tablecloth on the altar. “please, lord, f-forgive us, we have- are sinning, again, a-and- ahh, mmff,..”

ellie almost rolls her eyes, a large grin on her face that she can’t wipe off for the life of her – you can’t get a full sentence out, and she’s proud.

“please guide us, and p– protect us from future error,” you continue, “thank you for your f-forgiveness.”

“good,” ellie murmurs, easing up some of her relentless pace only to make you more comfortable, “keep cryin’, maybe your tears’ll convince someone to believe you.”

you can’t bother to reply, though ellie’s finally, for once, acknowledged how unapologetic you both are. not sorry, just guilty.

“el– ellie, i’m going to– mm, right, yea, like that please-”

ellie releases her grip on your hair, and hooks a strong arm around you. she laughs as your cunt twitches when her hand begins rubbing at your puffy clit, now with nothing on her mind but the goal of making you cum.

it doesn’t take long after that. a cord in your stomach snaps, unravelling as you shake and tremble and jitter, loud, lewd moans filling the silence of the empty church.

pulling away, leaving your wrecked hole empty, her fingers poke at your lips. as you still come down from such intensity, ellie lets you lean against her while your lips part and take her fingers in, sucking the slick off of them. 

“good girl,” ellie whispers, her other hand smoothing your dress down and patting your ass. “you’ll make a perfect angel, so obedient like that.”

you hum around ellie’s fingers, hands lazily grabbing at her wrist, half lidded eyes trained on the veins in her hand.

“i need you to do one more thing for me, can you do that?” ellie asks, taking her fingers out of your mouth. she kisses the corner of your lips, and then grips your shoulders, beginning to push you down. “kneel.”

glassy eyes peering up at ellie, tear stained cheeks and a small pout on your lips, she grunts and reaches for her belt. “ah, fuck...”

she’s ruined you. 

unzipping her pants, ellie takes down both the slacks and her grey boxers at once. there’s no time to process anything before she’s got a hand on the back of your head, gently prompting you to move closer, enticing you towards her messy cunt.

ellie looks down at you, huffing a breath out of her nose when she meets your eyes. “c’mere, angel, let me mess up that pretty face even more. just– aw, shit, uh-huh.”

your nose tickled by auburn bush, you press your face against her and flick your tongue out, lapping over her clit. the memory of your dwindling faith is hazy in this moment, nothing but ellie’s moans and taste filling your senses.

“that’s it,” ellie praises, leaning back against the altar to keep herself from growing weak. her hand begins to move your head, and you almost can’t keep up with it. “just so– mmm, ffuck yeah, shit, you’re so fuckin’ pretty.”

hands folded in your lap, there isn’t much you can do but take this, especially when ellie begins rutting her hips towards you. lips and tongue melting between thrusts and the hand moving you up and down, meeting ellie’s pulsing cunt, tasting her essence.

“sh– fuck,” ellie grunts, staring down at you, pretty green eyes jaded in pleasure, bushy brows knit together, and chapped lips groaning explicit praise while she teeters on the edge of orgasm.

“so, so, nnng, s-so fucking good, that’s my girl.”

your desperate whimpers vibrating through ellie’s core are what does it. she fucks her pussy against your face with a guttural moan, head tipped back in pleasure.

and when it’s all over, she lifts you to your feet, redresses herself. chuckling at the sight of your wrecked face, lips and chin covered in spit and slick, ellie kisses you with the gentlest affection.

“good girl, you handled that so well. hm, shit, you’re messy.”

looking for something to clean you off with, the only thing ellie can find around is holy water. smirking, she pours some onto her hands, and massages it over your face.

“amen,” she whispers, nodding her head.

and ellie’s smile grows genuine when half lidded eyes meet her own, and you bow your head.

“amen.”

tags: @dinasvampgf @fadedin2u @eurewili @diddiqueen @machetegirl109 @craz1er4you @divinediorss @onlinelesbo @thecowardwrites

i may consider a part 3 let me know if you want it :) it would be fluffier 😭 maybe they'd leave the church? mybe consummating a marriage iywim... hmm...

[flkwh0re]

Babysitter (Pt. 2)

Warnings: Mommy kink (W), Age gap, Squirting, Masturbation, Breast/body worship, Strap-on usage (R receiving), can’t remember anymore.

A/n: Sorry this took a little long, I wasn’t busy just lazy buuuut milf mommy wanda is here!! enjoy! wrote this and listened to two mcr albums omgg it’s 1 am 😓

Wc: 1,5k

Tag: @alexawynters

part one here

yet to be proof read

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Wanda stood outside of your door room, flowers in her hand hesitant to knock. She was nervous to see announce the news to you about her finalized divorce with Jarvis.

As she brought her hand to knock, she heard the voices of two women and your laughter. She was sure she told you she’d be over today, had she forgot? Perhaps you knew but invited your friends over during the same time.

Wanda firmly knocked and waited a second, when you showed no answer, she was pissed. She knocked even harder the second time, the voices inside the apartment fell silent. Then you appeared at the door, “Oh my god Wanda! Hi, I missed you. Uhm, my friends are here so you know.” You said nervously, hoping she’d get your tone.

“Oh I’m well aware, what happened to our plans for today huh? I told you I’d be here at this time, but you go and invite people over to intrude our time!” She said sternly, alight fear rising in you. Suddenly, Wanda burst out into laughter. “Oh sweet girl, I’m playing. Though, I am a little sad you forgot.”

You felt bad, you couldn’t believe you forgot about Wanda wanting to come over. “I’m sorry Wanda, I can ask- " You were cut off by Kate, your best friend, wrapping her arm around your shoulder.

“Miss Maximoff!! What are you doing here at Y/n’s apartment?” Kate asked, you internally cursed the situation. “How do you know Wanda?” You asked, putting Kate’s arm off your shoulder. “Oh she was just my neighbor, I knew her mom pretty well too.” Wanda pipes in.

Well shit, you thought to yourself. “Here Wanda, come in and I’ll kick them out.” You said to Wanda as you pulled her through the door.

“Alright Kate, gotta kick you and Yelena out. Wanda and I have something to talk about.” You told her with a sarcastic smile, to which she cackled.

“The only discussing you’ll be doing is sex.” She said, you slapped her arm harshly causing her to wince. You could hear Wanda snicker at Kate’s comment, then Yelena stepped into the hallway.

“Yelena, please collect your girlfriend. I have something to do.” “Ha, yea do for sure.” Kate remarked, “Yelena please!” You said to the blonde girl, everyone's laughter growing.

“Yea okay, see ya!” She said, pulling her girlfriend to the door finally giving you and Wanda your much needed alone time.

“I am so sorry Wanda.” You apologized to which she shook her head. “No, it’s okay, it was funny. I still am a little upset you forgot about me.” She said with a faux pout, “Guess I’ll have to teach you bout that.” She placed soft little nips and pecks on your neck, a little moan passing your lips.

Wanda backed away and looked up at you, smiling. “That’s gonna have to wait though, I have a surprise.” You raised a brow out of curiosity, it wasn’t often the older woman had surprises.

“What’s that?” You questioned, as she gave you an orange envelope and flowers. “Open it.”

You cautiously opened the delicately sealed envelope. You sat the flowers on the table, to make it easier to get whatever it was out. You pulled out a piece of paper, your eyes scanned over the paper and your jaw dropped in shock as you read the document.

“Wanda, you got the divorce?!” You excitedly remarked as you jump onto her, arms flying around her bringer her into your embrace. “I did baby, we can be together now.” She said as tears welled in her eyes.

“I can’t wait to start this chapter of your life with you baby.” Wanda said smiling largely. “Wait, the boys.” You were worried about them from the start, but you knew Wanda would have a plan. “Don’t worry, they’re a little upset but they still get to see their dad on weekends. Once they find out though that you’ll take his place, they’ll be happy.”

You felt a little sad at her statement ‘take his place’. You knew she meant well, but you couldn’t help but think about how you ripped a family apart because of your silly childhood crush. That didn’t matter right now though, what mattered to you was that you and Wanda could be happy together. You don’t have to sneak around anymore, and you couldn’t be happier to be with the woman you’ve loved.

“Hey, you okay?” She asked, kissing your nose. “Yea, just thinking.” Wanda hummed, “Why don’t you let mommy do the thinking baby?” Heat rose up your cheeks and you nodded eagerly. “I got us a new toy, I’m excited to try it with you.” She husked in your ear.

“C’mon, let’s go to your room.” She said as she grabbed your hand, leading you down the short hall. You reached the room you and Wanda had done so many sinful acts in, not once did the times feel like they do now. You were now Wanda's for forever, it almost felt like a dream.

"C'mon sweet girl, get on the bed. Mommy wants to show you how proud she is to call you hers." She placed soft kiss on your forehead, and her hands slither down your stomach. She slips your shirt off and graces your skin with her kisses.

Lips linger on your body painfully too long, but you hold back your protest so Wanda can worship your body. "Mommy, please." You finally whined in protest. "Oh, you poor thing! Mommy will stop teasing." She chuckled.

Her hands hooked around your back, unclipping the bra that wrapped around your breast. She worshipped each equally, licking and sucking on your delicate sensitive buds. Lewd noises escaped your lips as she began to grind her crotch against yours. You moaned even louder when you realized she was wearing a strap.

You two hadn't tried one yet, so Wanda was all too excited to fuck her girl into oblivion. "You feel that baby?" You nodded. "It's all for you sweet girl. I've been so eager to us it on you, I knew today would be perfect. Why don't you get on your knees and suck mommy's cock, hm?"

As you got on your knees, Wanda removed her pants and the faux cock hung between her legs. You practically drooled at the sight. It was a satin red color, not extremely big, but big enough to fill you full.

Your soft lips wrapped around the tip of the toy; you throated her cock as well as you could then began to bob your head. Wanda yearned to feel your warm mouth.

"Take your shorts off baby, I want you to touch yourself while I fuck your throat." Wanda demanded, to which you complied. Your nimble fingers rubbed over your clit as Wanda gripped your hair with a fist, hips thrusting the fake dick down your throat.

Your arousal practically dripped onto the floor, and your gags and moans filled Wanda's ears. She couldn't be in more of a blissful state.

"Alright baby, I think you're ready for mommy, aren't you?" You weakly nodded, and she helped you to your feet. She guided you to the bed and helped you lay down.

Her hands spread your legs, and her calloused fingers ran through your folds. She gripped the base of her cock, lining it with your dripping cunt. She pushed herself into your tight hole, the tip reaching your deepest point causing cries to leave your throat.

She steadies her thrust, then begins to slowly pound into you. "Fuck baby, you're so tight around me. Mommy just loves this perfect pussy!" You whined as she fucked into you.

“Fuck mommy I’m so close! Please let me cum.” You squeaked out, Wanda chuckling. “Go on baby, cum on mommy’s cock.” She grunted, her hips snapping rapidly against your own. The base of the strap brushed against her own clit with enough force to bring her to an orgasm, both of your orgasms happening at once.

Her high pitched moans filled your ears, pushing you even harder into your orgasm as she fucked your sensitive cunt. You legs began to shake as she didn’t let up, then liquid gushed out of you onto Wanda’s lower stomach.

Moans ripped from your throat, the sensation of squirting almost too much to bare.

Wanda slipped the cock out of your weak cunt, and undid the straps. She flopped down next to you, “Holy fuck Y/n, that was fucking phenomenal.” She giggled, a smile rising on her face making you smile too. “Yea it was, but I’m really exhausted now. You owe me some cuddles.” You say while making grabby hands at her.

“Ah, ah, let’s get ourselves cleaned up first. After that I’ll cuddle with you all you want baby, remember, you’re mine for forever now.” She said as she placed a soft peck on your lips.

You smiled, “Good. Now let’s go, I’m cold.” You grabbed her arm, pulling her up. You ran off to the bathroom and Wanda followed behind.

“Hey, what about a bath? You’ll get warmed up, cleaned up, and I can cuddle you.” Wanda suggested. “Do I still get my real cuddles later?” She giggled, “Of course.”

She ran the water, and as it filled up she dipped her foot into the tub. Settling into the warm water she piped up when she heard your voice, “You know, I never got to make you cum.. mommy.” She scoffed, “Get your cute butt in here.”

Masterlist

[mcrredacteddeadove]

Being a free use slave for MCR ^^

You are obligated to satisfy them and let them fuck you everytime and anytime, they'll let you live with them, go on the tours... but once they're alone with you, you cannot wear clothes or cover yourself

Gerard would be SO aggressive, spanking sessions for HOURS, suffocate you, do heavy wax play, he would leave you in fucking machines until you pass out from overstimulation, we would make you pass a whole day with a giant dildo (like, one of those monstrously bigs) in your ass/pussy

Mikey would be a literal sicko, trying weird kinks, taking humiliating pics of you and showing them to the band, he would be a big fan of somnophilia too (but i can't deny that i think he would be a little romantic sometimes, kissing your neck and caressing you)

Ray would be a sweetheart, always worried about your pleasure and your consent, he's gentle when using you, he's always slow and sensual, some lights slap here and there and some bondage and blindfolds too ^^ (he's a little submissive and he loves to worship your body...but only when the band isn't looking 🤫)

Frank would be a little dub-con, always overstimulating you and fucking you HARD... I MEAN IT >>HARD<< he would make you shower in front of him, knowing that you gets all shy and embarrassed, he would degrade you everyday (but deep down we know that you can get over him with some patience, he's a brat sub in the end of the day)

By your dearly 😇 anon

<3

[stormywinter42]

Feel like I should’ve done one of these by now so…..

*~WHATS UP FAGGOTS~*

Welcome to my intro post :3

Im a pretty silly (not funny at all) person (not a person) who is severely addicted to this little known band called My Chemical Romance a good portion of my blog is just dedicated to them.

Basic info

Name: Winter

Deadname: [[REDACTED]]

Pronouns: she/it gendervoid transfem

Age: 15

Relationship: Taken (@moonnoon9678)

Time zone: PST

Sandcore🏝️

Interests

Music genres: Emo, pop-punk, Midwest emo, Electronic, Post-Punk, Ska-Punk, Indie Pop, Prog-Rock

Bands/artists: Pink Floyd, MCR, Daft Punk, Gorillaz, Depeche Mode, Sublime, Modern Baseball, CAKE, Polyphia, Green Day

Hobbies: Guitar, Dungeons & Dragons, Marching Band (percussion), Gerard Way, Learning new skills, Baking, Balisong Flipping

Films/Shows: The Owl House, The Breakfast Club, The Matrix, Gravity Falls, Amphibia, DuckTales, Nightmare Before Christmas, Coraline

Games: Celeste, Undertale, Deltarune, Terraria, Hollow Knight, Rhythm Doctor

Bad Things

DNI: Homophobes, Transphobes, Racists, People who are gonna harass me for being underweight, Kink/fetish/NSFT blogs, Pedos/MAPs, anyone who is otherwise bigoted

Triggers: [[REDACTED]]

You should follow my insta I play guitar there :3

Will expand on/update in the future

✨Mwah!!✨ Thanks for reading! Love ya!

[garethsloverr]

My Gareth Emerson headcanons

He’s not that into pda but in private he’s the clingiest person ever like he’ll be kissing you all over oml

Loves watching movies with you on your/his bed whilst he lies on your boobs/chest and you play with his hair

On the topic of movies he hates slasher movies he will fr turn and squash his face into your boobs when a gory part comes on lmao

He has two little sisters and one older sister

He hates pickles he cannot stand them if you open a jar of pickles he will not hesitate to head you up

His favourite drink is Dr Pepper he has a mini fridge full that his older sister bought him

^^ it’s also covered in stickers of his favourite bands and tv shows

He used to have a pet rock Named Dave

He is an actual angry Chihuahua

He used to have really bad teeth so all through middle school he used to have braces and bc of the braces he used to have a lisp :3

Ik he’s a metal head but I think when it comes to his music taste he’s got a lot of range like he can go from queen to mcr

He also just listens to whatever you listen to but he draws the line at Justin timberlake

He feels the same way about Justin timberlake and he does with pickles

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I’m getting switch vibes but most of the time he’s a top

He’s kinda kinky but not severely

Let’s talk about his kinks

Bondage it’s one of his favourite views is of you below him arms tied to the head board sobbing begging for more

Deffo loves to make you cry but then feels bad lol

He’s not a fan of the name daddy he finds it kinda weird bc that’s what his little sisters call his dad

If your on top of him oml the whimpers and begging i-

He loves and I mean loves to eat you

He will eat you out like he’s a been starved

Well that’s it for today <3

I can’t get him out of my head (not that I’m complaining ;)

[und3ad-lov3]

🥀🪦Introduction Post🪦🥀

Hi, I’m Ivy, 19, they/them.

⚠️NSFW BLOG don’t follow if ur under 18!!⚠️

This is a sideblog that will basically serve as my personal diary to post about anything I can’t on my main.

This will mostly include gross sex and kink stuff, i.e. necrophilia (this is really just a necro blog atp), sadomasochism, cnc, etc. I’m a class i and iii necrophile.

I’ll also use this blog as a place to vent bc I loveeee to complain

My askbox is always open, please feel free to drop by! I love talking with anyone about anything (pleaseeeee talk to me i’m serious i don’t bite unless you ask very nicely)

If u wanna chat abt non-para stuff, here’s a list of my interests and hyperfixations:

⛧ baldur’s gate 3

⛧ the x-files

⛧ twin peaks

⛧ dracula (the novel not the movies)

⛧ bands: ghost, repugnant, sisters of mercy, mcr, tribulation, misfits, queen, literally any goth or metal bands

⛧ movies: lisa frankenstein, nekromantik, how to train your dragon, lord of the rings, the rocky horror picture show, ginger snaps, american mary, donnie darko, etc

My tags:

⚰️ - necro stuff

🕯️ - kink stuff/hornyposting

🚬 - mary goore

🌙 - romance/yearning

⛓️ - vent tag

🩻 - aesthetic

🐉 - bg3

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when i was retching in the hotel bathroom the entire night between mcr shows cause i took too much ibruprofen, that was for gerard's vomit kink i guess

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"should there be kink at pride (the mcr show)"

Girl....

According to gerard, yes

[2btheanswertothequestion]

20 Questions for Fic Writers

Tagged by @stevethehairington and @hotluncheddie. Thank you! 🖤 🖤

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

35, spread over two accounts.

2. What’s your total AO3 word count?

345 730

3. What fandoms do you write for?

A bunch. Currently it's Stranger Things and the Spiderverse films, although I'm starting to have Arcane thoughts too.

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

November Paramedic (Stranger Things)

Unraveled (Spiderverse)

your eyes on me (i think i'll cause a scene) (Stranger Things)

Lesson/Plan (Stranger Things)

this might mean something (Stranger Things)

5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

Yes, eventually. It might take a few years but I do it! I promise I enjoy replying – I'm just slow and forgetful.

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

I don't really do angsty endings, or angst at all. On my second (secret!) AO3 account one of my fics ends with the main character "dying" and getting mutilated, but in a kinda hopeful and poetic way?

7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

Most of them end on an equally happy note.

8. Do you get hate on fics?

No. When I still posted on ff.net I sometimes got harsh comments, but they tried to be constructive and helpful, plus I asked for critical feedback, so I don't count it.

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

Yes, and the good kind? I hope? 😆 I think I'm pretty flexible when it comes to kink and such, though usually in a light way. So far I've only posted gay smut (but I have lesbian and straight stored away on my laptop. Maybe I'll finish it and show you one day).

10. Do you write crossovers? What’s the craziest one you’ve written?

I don't even read crossovers.

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Not to my knowledge.

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

See above answer.

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

No, but it seems like it'd be fun!

14. What’s your all time favorite ship?

Impossible to answer as my favorite ship is the one I'm currently obsessed with. I'm not more attached to any of them. When I was in the midst of the ST obsession it was Steddie and Lumax, and later Buckingham. Nowadays I'm more focused on Punkflower and Timebomb. Who knows what'll come next.

15. What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

My big Mortal Kombat fic 😔 It's almost 7 years since I last updated and my standards have gotten so much higher; I'd have to rewrite the entire thing before I could continue.

16. What are your writing strengths?

I think my strength is that I don't have one big strength or weakness? I'm rather good at everything. Not the best at characterization, dialogue, prose, etc. but competent enough at everything to create some good, balanced stories. A jack of all trades, as they say.

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

Adding meaning to my writing. Writing just for fun is, well, fun, but sometimes I'd like to actually say something with my writing.

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic?

Only after rigorous research.

19. First fandom you wrote for?

First written was Naruto; first published was Romeo and Juliet. That's right, I'm versatile!

20. Favorite fic you’ve written?

I'll list a few, because I cannot choose just one:

November Paramedic, because of how fun it was to write and the wonderful reception it received. This fic convinced me I can be funny.

Uniquely Mine (Stranger Things), because I think I did say something with it. It's very pretty and heartfelt. Also, Stobin 4ever.

synchronicity (cut me open, cut you down) (MCR), because my beta (ily Andréa, wherever you are) and I did such a good job putting it together. Most coherent fic I've ever written. It just works so well, and I really feel my vision came through.

Unraveled, because of basically the same reasons I gave for synchronicity. This one isn't finished yet but I just know I'm going to love the end result.

There! That was fun. Now I'll try to tag people I think haven't already done this (but no pressure): @throughthevale, @madaboutmunson, @riality-check, @hilarychuff, @its-just-a-glitch

[nugget--daddy]

Hi little Nugget!! You kinda asked for this even tho I’m HELLA nosy, so you get hit with it!! Now I’ve concocted the PERFECT list of asks… and you have to answer ALL OF THEM!! *evil cackle*

(But I mean, of course, don’t share anything you’re not comfy with kapeesh? It’s supposed to be fun so let’s keep it that way! You can just skip it if it’s insensitive or if you don’t want to share it alright?)

💣 what is your favorite feature on yourself? (Maybe you brain? :3c)

💣 where are you from? (I have a theory…)

💣 do you have any siblings? (I think I know but gotta confirm…)

💣 dream job? (Name one of mine and you get a kiss.)

💣 favorite hobbies outside of your blog (DEFINITELY know some…)

💣 can you drive? (Can you? I learned in my MS years…)

💣 favorite place you’ve traveled (IF you travel…)

💣 favorite artists (she’s gonna say MCR isn’t she? Well… let’s make sure…)

💣 last song you listened to (Wonder if it’s correspondent to my note above…)

💣 last show you watched (DONT SAY SOUTH PARK!!)

💣 last thing you wrote (ehehe… evil….)

💣 scariest thing that’s happened to you (did I ask already? Well, again!)

💣 craziest thing that’s ever happened to you (mine is def being born 💀💀💀)

💣 favorite food (IF YOU SAY SUSHI—)

💣 least favorite food (let’s not start any fights…)

💣 favorite season? (Now we SHOULD agree…)

💣 favorite genre to read / watch / write (Why do I get the inkling it’s horror…)

💣 if you could make one character real, who would it be (do I even have to ask??)

💣 some place you’d love to visit (Mine’s Tokyo! What’s yours?)

💣 a word your friends would use to describe you (Yeah because YOUR five word description was not very….kind….)

💣 what is your earliest memory (Do you have a good memory even? I’ll bet you do.)

💣 why did you start this blog? (Gotta couple ideas why… but I needa hear it from you!)

💣 when did you start writing fanfic (IF you started writing fanfic.)

💣 how do you come up with the fics you write (we had a chat about inspiration the other day… did we not?)

💣 what is the fic you’re know for (I’m sure you can guess mine…)

💣 what character do you enjoy writing for the most (oh and feel free to answer all these writing questions for an OC or something I don’t mind.)

💣 what character do you not enjoy writing for (UGHHHHHH)

💣 is there a fic you wish you didn’t write (is there? I have plenty.)

💣 what character do you simp for most often (same as the genre…)

💣 favorite characters of all time (List em’!!!)

💣 favorite shows / series of all time (I have a lot…)

💣 a show you would recommend to anyone (don’t you dare say South Park.)

💣 a show you’d tell people to stay away from (…interested….)

💣 favorite kinks to write for (if you write kinks… I know I do!)

💣 kinks you would never write for (list one of my favorites and I might argue you on it… maybe…)

💣 a kink you would like to write but you think you’d be judged (plenty of those out there….)

💣 full fics, imagines or head canons (interpret this one how you like.)

💣 your favorite fanfic from another writer…

A couple of in depth questions!

💣 what is something that’s happened in your life that you wish you could go back and change? (Ooooooh I have TOO MANY of these…)

💣 what is one of your biggest accomplishments? Why is it so important to you? (…lots of these too…)

💣 what is the toughest thing you had to go through, but can say you’ve successfully overcome? (WHAT?! WHAT IS IT??)

💣 what is the best gift someone has ever given you and why is it so important (that plush octopus lol….)

💣 what is your comfort show/series and why is it your comfort show? How has it helped you? (If you answer South Park I might clock out and let the next guy take it 💀)

<3333333 Thank you nugget!!

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💣 what is your favorite feature on yourself? (Maybe you brain? :3c)

Uhhhhhhhhhh my dum charm maybe and my brain??? I dunno???

💣 where are you from? (I have a theory…)

Midwestern usa

💣 do you have any siblings? (I think I know but gotta confirm…)

Two sisters, one’s my half sister, the other is my step sis

💣 dream job? (Name one of mine and you get a kiss.)

Psychiatrist or lawyer

💣 favorite hobbies outside of your blog (DEFINITELY know some…)

Writing, drawing, singing, listening to music, simping for characters, reading

💣 can you drive? (Can you? I learned in my MS years…)

I can drive a golf cart

💣 favorite place you’ve traveled (IF you travel…)

Decora, iowa

💣 favorite artists (she’s gonna say MCR isn’t she? Well… let’s make sure…)

ICP (insane clown posse), Maneskin, and CORPSE. Mcr is one of em too. Gotta love teenagers.

💣 last song you listened to (Wonder if it’s correspondent to my note above…)

Hisoka’s theme

💣 last show you watched (DONT SAY SOUTH PARK!!)

I think it was KIPO and the age of the wonderbeasts 

💣 last thing you wrote (ehehe… evil….)

Besides this and some texts? Notes for social studies. 

💣 scariest thing that’s happened to you (did I ask already? Well, again!)

Uhhhhhhh….getting my blood drawn by four scary needles when i was six or neary dying as a 10 monnth year old and having to get my appendix and part of my bowels removed

💣 craziest thing that’s ever happened to you (mine is def being born 💀💀💀)

Either nearly dyingas a ten month old or getting shoved down the stairs by my cousin and cracking my skull

💣 favorite food (IF YOU SAY SUSHI—)

Its sushi

💣 least favorite food (let’s not start any fights…)

. . . cooked spinach. Or just warm spinach.

💣 favorite season? (Now we SHOULD agree…)

💣 favorite genre to read / watch / write (Why do I get the inkling it’s horror…)

💣 if you could make one character real, who would it be (do I even have to ask??)

DAMMMM- if it was one of my characters, Sabrielle, she could take me to a universe where the characters i like are real or Horror sans. OOO OR MERFY. easy.

💣 some place you’d love to visit (Mine’s Tokyo! What’s yours?)

Salem Massachusetts or Tokyo. 

💣 a word your friends would use to describe you (Yeah because YOUR five word description was not very….kind….)

Dang it. . . skrunkly.

💣 what is your earliest memory (Do you have a good memory even? I’ll bet you do.)

Slapping my bare stomach when i was two.

💣 why did you start this blog? (Gotta couple ideas why… but I needa hear it from you!)

To post some art and like somebody’s art

💣 when did you start writing fanfic (IF you started writing fanfic.)

5th grade, Nightmare’s castle on quotev. Rewriting it on quotev.

💣 how do you come up with the fics you write (we had a chat about inspiration the other day… did we not?)

(i think so.) At first it was by taking quizzes on quotev (which is how i discovered undertale), then it was reading, then it was roleplays, and now its music and daily conversations

💣 what is the fic you’re know for (I’m sure you can guess mine…)

(Playing with my food..?) Uh, probably Nightmare’s castle, my old one. Its how i got 600 followers on quotev.

💣 what character do you enjoy writing for the most (oh and feel free to answer all these writing questions for an OC or something I don’t mind.)

Sabrielle, probably. And Foxglove

💣 what character do you not enjoy writing for (UGHHHHHH)

Nightmare, probably. But not because i dont like him, but HES SO DAMNED HARD TO WRITE

💣 is there a fic you wish you didn’t write (is there? I have plenty.)

Hmmmmmmm…….. Probably ‘Why Does Love Hurt So Much?’

💣 what character do you simp for most often (same as the genre…)

Horror Sans. And Patrick Bateman ngl

💣 favorite characters of all time (List em’!!!)

Horror Sans

Raphael TMNT (my first crush ever was on him dont judge i was in preschool)

Killer Sans 

Butters Skotch (he makes me cry)

Eda (The Owl House)

💣 favorite shows / series of all time (I have a lot…)

💣 a show you would recommend to anyone (don’t you dare say South Park.)

S O U T H  P A R K jk. Star Vs. The Forces Of Evil

💣 a show you’d tell people to stay away from (…interested….)

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The Tuttle Twins.

💣 favorite kinks to write for (if you write kinks… I know I do!)

💣 kinks you would never write for (list one of my favorites and I might argue you on it… maybe…)

Masochism, non com, degrading, licking/

💣 a kink you would like to write but you think you’d be judged (plenty of those out there….)

Vore.

💣 full fics, imagines or head canons (interpret this one how you like.)

Uhhhhhhhhhh ive never finished one of my fanfiction genre things really

💣 your favorite fanfic from another writer…

Playing With My Food and Azriel And Her Life

A couple of in depth questions!

💣 what is something that’s happened in your life that you wish you could go back and change? (Ooooooh I have TOO MANY of these…)

. . .dude what the fuck almost every day i have something like this. It’s not getting on quotev and losing my parents trust. I guess its being so naive and trusting when i was younger. Letting myself get broken over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over again.

💣 what is one of your biggest accomplishments? Why is it so important to you? (…lots of these too…)Getting top ELA scores in the entire school district. Why? S U P E R O R I TY. Nah, just kidding. All of my life people have called me stupid. Made me think I wasn't competent. No matter how high I score on tests. No matter how easy the “hard” assignments are. And getting that score and standing in front of the school with the certificate? It proved them wrong.

💣 what is the toughest thing you had to go through, but can say you’ve successfully overcome? (WHAT?! WHAT IS IT??)

Uhhhhh….i guess there was a week in March where my depression was really, really, really, really, really bad. I was extremely tired. I could barely move. The tiniest little things set me off.I hurt. I had a bottle of pills i kept in my room…

I wanted to be alone. I wanted the loud to stop. It hurt so much…

I wanted the pain to stop.

I eventually just got over it.

💣 what is the best gift someone has ever given you and why is it so important (that plush octopus lol….)

Hmm…just…being there to talk. I'm not able to share everything but.  .  .

Its better than nothing.              Its nice. I don't like having to stay silent. Sometimes the silence hurts more than the noise.

💣 what is your comfort show/series and why is it your comfort show? How has it helped you? (If you answer South Park I might clock out and let the next guy take it 💀)

I dont really have one….sorry.

Your welcome, i guess!

[drummer-boywelsh]

OC Headcanons?

OOC; YAYAYYAY

OK

- Noel went down the she/her, she/they, they/them, he/they, he/him pipeline

-He is just a Gay, trans masc :3

-He used to suffer from this internalized homophobia throng until his Junior year in high school

-He definitely takes edibles before shows to get him pumped up, and limber

-He has a roommate (that’s like Scott) he hates him (fucking liar he was pining since college)

-He listens to the Kinks, Nirivana, MCR, Arctic Monkey’s, and Ayesha Erotica

I’ll probably post his playlist :))

Bye that’s all for now!

[h3xactinellida]

Louise's messy and incomplete tag directory

I'm not the most consistent tagger but for some things I'm consistent enough that I figured this could be worth it 🤷‍♀️

MCR

Members

Gerard

prettiest girl in the world

cherry danish

Mikey

Ray

Frank

Eras

Bullets

Revenge

Black Parade

Danger Days

Swarm tour <- broken down by show

Other music

Glam rock

David Bowie

The Kinks

Nine Inch Nails

System of a Down

LS Dunes

Biology tag

Other tags

me core

videos

save tag

mank fight fuck

friends <;33

pnwmg*p

mikey party !

piss pals

This will be updated as I think of more things, or as I organize more lol