Caeneus

18 | That Girl Is Not My Son

[mychemicalraymance]

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[killrockstar]

BREATHE BREATHE COME TO ME COME UP FOR AIR JUST STOP AND BREATHE

[castledock]

to me Sylvia and Marianne are rivals but I think Marianne is like “hehe it’s so fun how we have this game we play where we encourage eachother to do better at performing!” and Sylvia is like “I Want That Blind Bitch DEAD IN THE GROUND FOR THINKING SHE’S MY EQUAL”

[gerardwayspostnutclarity]

yum

[gerardwayspostnutclarity]

YEA

[poisonpluskerosene]

why do mcr fans hate lindsey so much for marrying gerard… personally im mad they didn’t invite ME to be there i wanna be sandwiched between those two freak lesbians #livingthedream

[abrickofanticipation]

I actually don’t like the whole “Mikey way was replaced by a straight man” like you guys understand that a queer person changing their aesthetic, especially to one that’s stereotypically “straight” doesn’t make them less gay right? You guys understand how it’s kinda a dick move to say a queer person is straight because they don’t “look queer” right?

[chemicalvamps]

girl what do you need all this finger length for

[dykerard]

hi i've been offline a while and i'm just coming back and my fucking god. sex hospital okay. this is so normal and i am fine. anyway could you tell me what mev means???

Most exalted vocalist :) she's draags national treasure and they hit her and hit her and hit her and hit her and

[theaterard]

how can i dispatch an agent of theaterard to sneak into the oxford union with an earpiece

[sosaysdean]

gerard is going to what

[theaterard]

no offense to the oxford union but i kinda think i’m the only one who should get to talk to gerard about stuff

[theaterard]

they probably dont even know who sylvia is

[egonkula]

stilll not over this absolutely RIDICULOUS look gee gave ray. like raymond watch out she’s gonna EAT YOU !

[theaterard]

If you could ask one era gerard 3 questions which era and what questions

oooh. definitely this current era of gerard. i’m gonna do 3 questions that i know will be met with a blank stare (so i’ll never seriously ask them) and 3 that i would actually be really curious to know the answer to.

1) What are your pronouns? (met with a blank stare)

2) When can we expect new music? (met with a blank stare)

3) Hesitant Alien 2 and/or small show solo tour with ray toro? (met with a blank stare)

ok now the serious ones

1) Transformation (either external or internal) shows up as a huge part of basically everything you’ve ever released. What makes transformation so important in the music/ looks for each of your eras and how do you preserve authenticity and the core part of what makes MCR outside of its members?

2) Typography also is a huge part of MCRs brand and artistic identity (to the point that gerard even has his own favorite font). Where does typography fit into the artistic process, and how does it mesh with other aspects of the graphic design elements we’re seeing especially on this new tour? How is forming Keposhka different from the fonts developed for, say, the original black parade, and why do it to begin with?

3) I would just ask a super general question about how LLTBP was developed behind the scenes. Like what inspirations came from where, why was a B stage chosen in the set design, and what other interactive live performances did they draw from to make crowd interaction easier? Who had final cut on every decision/ how did bringing in other directors like Claire Vogel help sharpen your own direction?

[raelemond]

blood spray is just another kind of cumshot

[twostarsinthesky]

the fact that people are in the odyssey tags criticising the nolan movie for its changes to the original myth (valid) only to then turn around and recommend epic: the musical of all things as a “more accurate” alternative is hysterical like please. let’s be serious now

[macaronirats]

#ruiningmymorning

[sosaysdean]

“she’s totally not an evil fucking nurse at all”

[hysteric-boy]

It was in the back of his closet, completely forgotten about until now. A pink skirt he used to force himself in, back when he was trying to be her. He had gotten rid of all the other reminders of her but this, this one must slipped under his eye. He holds it up, it’s not ugly. It’s cute, for a girl. And the emotions in his gut have him conflicted. He’s angry, at a skirt. And that’s ridiculous. It can’t hurt him.

He’s had top surgery. He’s been on T for well over two years now. His voice is dropped, his face has stubble. Nobody calls him by that name anymore. He doesn’t have to be her anymore. And still, he’s bitter of all the years he was her. The years robbed from him.

“Hey, what’re you doing?”

He turns and sees his boyfriend in the doorway. His boyfriend who got to do all the things he didn’t. Play on the boys team, do baseball instead of cheer, tag along on guys nights. He doesn’t like how bitter that makes him.

“Come here.” His boyfriend obeys, stepping into the room and towering over him. That’s what happens when genetics are on your side, you get to sprout up to six foot something instead of struggling to break five foot six inches. “Put this on.”

His boyfriend makes a face when the skirt is thrown at him. He holds it up, looking at him confused.

“Where did you even get this?”

“Just…put it on.”

He doesn’t look like a girl in it. Not like he did when he wore it. He’s hairy, and his stomach chubs. His cock is visible through the fabric. He stands awkwardly, unsure of what his boyfriend is getting at here. He doesn’t help him by explaining, just reaches a hand under his skirt and starts to jerk him off. He wants to see him hard, to see his cock standing up straight in the skirt that made his life a nightmare for years.

One of the things he loved about his boyfriend is that even though he towers over him, even though he’s full of natural testosterone, he submits so easily. He bends over their bed in pink, lets him fuck his ass with a strap. And when he cums he does it across the skirt, staining the fabric.

“Is this…is this gonna be a thing? A new kink? I can wash it…”

He looks at it in disgust.

“No. Throw it out.”