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@blueberriesjust
Kiss solo album fanfics update!!
I absolutely love these albums so I'm going to force them on you all.
I chose three songs from each album for now 😉
There color coded Smut, Fluff, and Angst
Paul
Tonight You Belong to Me
It's Alright
Ain't Quite Right
Gene
Living in Sin
When You Wish Upon A Star
See You In Your Dreams
Ace
Snow Blind
What's on Your Mind?
Rip It Out
Peter
That's The Kind of Sugar Papa Likes
You Matter to Me
I Can't Stop the Rain
I have an A03 account now!!! I haven't posted anything on it yet but I will soon!!
Also heres an edit of Paul and Gene I made
I haven't posted in awhile but I'll be posting another fanfic soon (hopefully I've been pretty busy)
So have this photo of Peter as an apology for not posting
I reached 30 followers (half of them are probably porn bots but I'm still at 30 followers)
Thank you to those that follow me❤❤❤❤
You Matter to Me
A fanfic where you have a panic attack because for some reason when I write fluff someone has to cry.
TW⚠️ panic attack and body dysphoria
The longer Peter was on tour the more self conscious you grew. You trusted he wouldn't cheat. Yet when you saw photos and news coverage of the crowds at their concerts you couldn't help but feel that Peter could choose anyone else and they are so much prettier. There was only a week left of his tour but you couldn't help but feel like he'd just leave when he got back. That's how it always felt. He'd get home and then he'd leave to go on another tour.
Finally Peter returned home. He barely let go of you. You were cuddled up on the couch when more news coverage of their last concert came on. It panned across the crowd and it was full of beautiful people. You tried to hold back your tears but you couldn't. You looked nothing like the people in the crowd. You felt like Peter would have been happier with any of the people in that crowd than he would be with you. So you cried, the tears only flowing faster the more you thought about it.
"What is wrong Kitty?" Peter asked, trying to get you to look towards him. You couldn't, you just collapsed into a ball onto the couch.
"What is it Kitty? I want to help you." Peter pleaded. You tried to breathe but the darker your thoughts got the more it felt like the air was thinning.
You felt Peter get up off the couch and turn the Tv off. He then scooped you up and placed you on your bed. He pulled you into his arms. Peter started to reassure you.
"I love you"
"It's going to be ok"
"Just take some deep breaths"
"Your important to me and I want to know what's wrong"
"I'm here and I'm not leaving"
Your crying slowed and the air stopped thinning and returned to normal.
"I'm sorry." you muttered.
"There is no reason to be sorry," Peter reassured you "I just want to know what is making you upset."
"You would be so much happier with one of your fans, they are all so much prettier than I am" you said as tears begin to try and spill again.
"I am the happiest with you," Peter said, wiping a few stray tears off your face. "I wouldn't want to be with anyone other than you. Tears were still threatening to spill but you started realizing that Peter wasn't going to leave you.
"I wouldn't want anyone else." Peter pulled you closer. You both laid there for the rest of the night. The realization that he truly loved you and was never going to leave you sat in the longer you laid there.
I'm going to be posting the first solo album fanfic soon Its Peter Criss and its based off the song You Matter to Me
Happy birthday you pice of shit
@lemonszestsstuff
Love you ❤
I guess
I found this on pintrest idk who made it
Your so sweet
I know
Sorry grandma didn't mean to disrespect my elders
I should be nicer because you are a senior citizen
Sorry I probably should have dumbed it down for you because you just learned how to crawl
Happy birthday you pice of shit
@lemonszestsstuff
Love you ❤
I guess
I found this on pintrest idk who made it
Your so sweet
I know
Me when I have like 12 fanfics to make and haven't started a single one but the one I have posted has been noticed by one of my favorite KISS blogs
Why'd it make gene a lil guy? Oh well
Aww I'm your favorite KISS blog how sweet
You can wish❤
Happy birthday asshole @blueberriesjust I don't love you ❤
You know you love me ❤
I don't ❤
I got bored and decided to make this
I also opened a tiktok account so I can post edits there
Happy birthday asshole @blueberriesjust I don't love you ❤
You know you love me ❤
Happy birthday you pice of shit
@lemonszestsstuff
Love you ❤
I guess
I found this on pintrest idk who made it
When those people say the most outlandish shit about old men
Its me I'm those people
I too am those people
Me when I have like 12 fanfics to make and haven't started a single one but the one I have posted has been noticed by one of my favorite KISS blogs
Why'd it make gene a lil guy? Oh well
I want to be the first person to ask you to write a fanfic. Idc what it is just fluff about Gene, Paul, or Eric (Carr not Singer though I love Singer too) ❤❤❤
I decided to go with Eric Carr because I'm going to be writing fanfics about both Gene and Paul.
🍪Cookies🍪
A fluff fanfic about you and Eric making cookies 🍪
After a long day at work you returned home and all you wanted to do was sit down. Eric was laying on the couch watching something on TV. You were easily aggravated so you decided to do the one thing that can make you calm down. You walked into the kitchen and looked at the ingredients that you had and you began baking a batch of cookies. You looked out into the living room and yelled to Eric
"Darling, would you please help me?"
"I don't know, I've never been one to cook." He yelled back. You walked into the living room and you placed your hands on your hips.
"Good thing it's baking and not cooking then." You said through a laugh. Eric reluctantly got up to help you.
"I just need you to help me mix it" You muttered as he dragged himself into the kitchen. Eric didn't want to mess up and make you upset so he wanted to do his best. You put in the dry ingredients and asked him to mix them. You turned your back for a second and when you looked back it looked as if a tornado hit the kitchen. You didn't know how it happened. Eric looked sad; he just stared at the mess. You took a few seconds to take in what had happened and by the time you realized what happened Eric began to cry.
"Darling, why are you crying?" You asked, pulling him into your arms.
"I'm sorry I was trying my best and.. and I just made a mess." Eric sobbed the tears only falling faster.
"No, it's ok we can get it cleaned up and start again l." You reassured him.
"But..but I ruined it. I made a mess and I'll just do it again. I'm just a huge failure" He sobbed harder.
"No, no, no absolutely not. I will not sit here and hear you say these horrible things about yourself." You said trying to comfort him. You pulled him closer to your chest.
"If you don't want to continue to help, that's fine. You can sit to the side and watch or you can sit in the living room and watch Tv." You continued "I've just had a stressful day and wanted to spend time with you."
Eric helped you clean up and then he sat off to the side. He watched with intent as you made the cookies. Every step of the process he paid one hundred percent of his attention too. Once they were done you and him cuddled up on the couch and ate the cookies while watching Tv.
"Can we make more cookies?" Eric said when there were no cookies left.
"We?" You questioned.
"Yes, we, I want to help you!" He said with excitement and confidence.
"Well then lead the way" you said laughing as he pulled you towards the kitchen. This time he didn't make a mess and seemed to enjoy the cookies even more now that he helped you.
Not going to post the Solo album fanfics just yet but I am going to post a fanfic I got an ask from my lovely friend @lemonszestsstuff
But the solo album fanfics should be out soon
