"Røse" (Mikey's little sister)

Proship blog for freaks and degenerates☆21☆antis dni

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Intro Post!

I go by Rose and I use she/her and he/him. I'm also🌹 admin for @decaydance-confession and @mychemicalconfession

I also have an ao3!!!

Tags i use

Røse rambles -> drabbles/writing

Despite all my rage au -> posts about my current fic

Røse garden talk -> answering asks

Anons

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Omg guys!!! Go crazy on the confession blog (not actually crazy lol) we have a new mod to help run it!!!!

that means it should be more active now!!! 🥳🥳🎉🎉🎉

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Unfortunately I will never feel as pretty as I did when doing Ryan Ross makeup

Sighhhhh wish I just had spirals on my face naturally (._.)

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You'll Never Get To Heaven With A Love Like Yours

So this is an unfinished oneshot I started writing like months ago, unfortunately I'm not gonna finish it, so I thought I'd still post this and not let it just gather dust ^-^ Song title from ‘Burn Bright’ btw

The Way brothers are weird to their weird little sister, but they're the only ones who are perfect for each other.

Warnings: smut, waycest, sibling incest - under the cut!! Does writing too much lore for smut count as a warning??

It's safe to say that my older brothers are strange and not in the whole ‘omg I'm soooo quirky cause I have four sugars in my iced coffee’ kind of way. No they're weird in the, well… the ‘Way Family’ kind of way.

Our dad works as a forensic pathologist who makes taxidermies in his spare time and our mother has an obsession with quilling and making miniature models out of recycled trash. Maybe that's where they both get it from, Gerard is somewhat of a self proclaimed tortured artist, though the only thing that is being tortured is his hygiene and Mikey is a different sort of oddball, obsessed with ghost hunting and exploring abandoned buildings. It's a surprise he hasn't gotten tetanus from the amount of times he's come home injured after crawling around in some factory that's practically falling apart. Even the family dog is weird, Mikey is convinced it's a skin walker or something.

I'm not normal by any means either, just as weird as the rest of my family. Learning how to pin bugs from my father, and getting every line of ‘Dawn Of The Dead’ drilled into my brain from my older brothers. I tried to learn quilling, but it turns out that neither I, nor my mother, have the patience for that.

I don't view my family's weirdness as a bad thing, my parents raised us to be proud of our… ‘uniqueness’ the only problem is that in our town, the dating pool is surprisingly small and even smaller for outcasts. The most knowledge I have on boys is from sex ed class and my brothers, who would insist on teaching me how guys should be treating me. How dates work, how guys flirt, how to kiss. Small things like that. It isn't until Sunday night, our parents' weekly date night, that they decide to teach me the ‘most important lesson ever’. Well that's what they're calling it at least.

Gerard pushes me down onto the messy, unmade bed. We were in Mikey's bedroom, only because Gerard's bed is currently littered with his recent ‘art project’ and he’s too lazy to clean it up. “Are you sure about this? I mean, I haven't even utilised any of my previous lessons yet” Gerard pulls back, sitting up between my spread thighs as he looks over at Mikey, who is currently lighting a stick of incense in a small dish. “Did you hear that?... Mikey!” the awkwardly slender boy snaps his head up to look over at us, having been lost in his own mumbling.

He sets the lighter down on his chest of drawers before stepping over to us, his knee pressing into the mattress as he hovers over me “hear what?” Gerard gestures wildly down at me “our dear little sister hasn't been putting our lessons to good use” Mikey gazes down at me, an almost accusatory look on his face “why not?” I let out a scoff “well because guys aren't exactly lining up to date me!”

“Well hey if we teach you some more things you might get a chance at scoring” Gerard says casually, as if this is a normal sibling interaction. Mikey lets out a hum “guys do like girls with experience” he states it like its a universally known fact “I thought guys didn't like damaged goods” Mikey lets out a huff, his voice deadpan as he spoke “no that's just creeps with purity kinks”

Gerard nods his head, eager to agree “uh huh, real men know that a woman with a bit of experience under her belt is way better than a prissy virgin” I slap his arm as soon as he stops speaking "there's nothing wrong with being a virgin” he coos down at my pouting face “aww come on sis, no need to get so offended, besides give us a minute and you won't be a prissy virgin for much longer” his grin is a little too wide and predatory to calm down my irritation.

“You're a dog” I spit out, the pout still etched on my face. Gerard leans down, his grin still wide as he speaks, his breath smells like cigarettes and cheap gum “hey now… I'm not the brother who likes being collared-” his words are cut off as Mikey shoves him roughly, his side slamming into the wall “this is supposed to be educational you dipshit, not for you to be a pervert” Gerard lets out a grunt as he sits back up, wobbling on his knees as he steadies himself “it's information, isn't it?”

I cut off their argument with a long sigh “can we just hurry this up, mum and dad will kill us if they find out we're up this late on a school night” Mikey sinks further down onto the bed, sitting by my head “relax sis, they won't be home for hours. We have plenty of time to teach you everything you need to know” his hand gently skims down my stomach, his fingertips dipping past the hem of my pyjama shorts. Mikeys voice is smooth and calm as he spoke me through everything “first lesson, foreplay is more important then the actual fucking” my brows furrow as I watch him, his hand still toying with the hem of my shorts.

“Foreplay?” He gives me a quick nod, pulling his hand away to suck the tip of his middle finger before he trails his hand back down, past my shorts and panties. My breath catches as I feel his saliva covered finger start to slowly rub against my clit. Gerard's hands grip my thighs tightly, keeping me pinned as I start to squirm. “a guy should make sure you're wet before even trying to stick anything in you, okay? And if he doesn't, you know he's not good for you” Mikey explains as he slowly starts to rub his finger in circles, hot sparks of pleasure shoot through me from my core making it feel like my insides are melting.

“Does that feel good sweetheart?” I open my mouth to answer him, a whiny noise spills from my lips in place of actual words. He lets out a soft chuckle as I mumble out incoherent words. His finger dips lower, the tip prodding at my slick entrance. I feel Gerard's hands slide further up my thighs to grip my hips firmly, I can feel his nails biting my skin through the fabric of my shorts, his body is tense with eager excitement. I let out a sharp gasp as Mikey pushes his finger in deeper, slowly pumping in and out before sliding a second finger in beside it. The stretch makes me wince and grip the bed sheet tightly.

Mikey continues to pump his fingers in a slow, steady rhythm as Gerard pulls my shorts down, practically drooling over the sight of his younger brother fingering their little sister. “You're taking it so well, sugar” his fingers massage my hips as he watches intently. “She is, isn't she. I think she's ready for the next lesson” he gently removes his fingers, leaning back as he gives Gerard a nod. Gerard instantly leans over me, nuzzling into me as his hands rub up and down my waist “you're going to be perfect at this next lesson” he presses a kiss to the side of my face before pulling back.

“This one is really important, Sugar” he shoves his sweatpants and boxers down, already hard and leaking pre cum. He plucks the condom from Mikey as he hands it to him. He tears it open, sliding it onto his cock before grinning down at me “always use a condom… unless you want a baby or an std” he grips my thighs, spreading them further apart as he slides up. He presses against my entrance, slowly pushing in until he's fully hilted inside of me. “And if it hurts, like really hurts, you're doing it wrong”

His long hair dangles in his face as he leans over me, his hands resting on either side of my head. Gerard's hips speed up as he lets out breathy gasps. “Fuck, Sugar… you're so tight and warm” his voice cracks as he lets out a choked moan. My hands cling to him as he settles his weight down on me, his arms move to wrap around my waist, holding me flush against his body. The weight on me feels both trapping and comforting, like it's keeping me grounded.

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Miss you hope your doing okay ❤️

Ahhh you're so sweet🥹🥹

I'm doing okay, just not as involved in the my chem fandom as I used to be tbh. Like I still love them and their music i just haven't been posting about them or been super active on the confession blog.

But it's not all bad because i've been focusing more on the other blogs i run ^-^

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I don't like waycest that much anymore guy. Like wtf happened this was my whole shtick!?!?

I'm just so not into this fandom as much either. I sound soooo pretentious admitting that tho.

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I'm just so sick of everything... especially those stupid blogs

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I probably won't post much here for a while... just not feeling it. But I'll try to work on my fic, and the confession blog will still be running full time!

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knowing that you've been slowly losing interest in the thing that you've been obsessed with for the past 10 years is kind of gut wrenching, more so when you know there's nothing you can do about it :/

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I need a friend i can vent to, my Pinkie Pie diary ain't cutting it no more :(

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am I the only one who thinks it's not okay to use our tag just to post that disgusting shit that has nothing to do with waycest??? Like i can't be the only one.

Also why have multiple blog been doing it!?!?!

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Gerards 'redemption arc' has got me daydreaming brainstorming some cute moments between him and his little sister, some even include Ray because he's so sweet and I can't help myself.

I've also got a very loose storyline worked out, so I want to flesh that out more before I continue writing chapters, just so I have a direction and I'm not winging every chapter XD

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Watching David Attenborough documentaries while drawing ponies in my new sketch book is in fact good for my soul

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tumblr is the only place where I can say I don't like groomers or people wanting to be groomed and suddenly I'm the bad guy....

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holy shit cant believe we're oomfs. you wrote my fave waycest x reader on ao3 haha. i think it was fraycest actually????? who knows. anyway

omg this is so crazy!!! I'm usually the one getting excited over being mutuals with someone. No ones ever said this about me omg thank you.

Also i'm so glad you like my fic!!! It's mainly waycest with some fraycest on the side!!!

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Met a cute girl at a Cafe today, we talked for like an hour about music (she was wearing a Smashing Pumpkins shirt 😍) things are looking up for me!!!

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What's this??? Another chapter gasp

I might start making chapters a bit longer, currently they're about 1,000+ words and I want to start hitting around 2-3,000 words per chapter. Just cause I think they might be a little too short.