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𓂃‿ ׅ ۫ anya writer / reblogger ~ requests open
۪ ݁ ═╪ ᣟ݂ ۪ masterlist :
! Gerard way
Nasty, Little Kitty Cat : catboy gerard x reader
Sinful Minded : priest gerard x reader
Something To Ease Your Pain : nurse gerard x reader
Tastes Like Candy : basement gerard x reader
! Frank iero
Hit So Hard : leathermouth frank x reader
! Mikey way
Unvarying Hands : dangerdays mikey x reader
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ack! patooey!
i hold this look very near, and dear to my heart……
holy shit bro holy fucking shit im so hard
Unvarying Hands
paring: dangerdays!mikey x f!reader
tags :: smut, p in v, cowgirl position, comfort, no aftercare, tutoring, friends to lovers kinda
a/n: this one sucks so bad, my creativity is gone and I got a case of writers block 😭
word count: 534
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You’ve always admired Mikey, he was a respectable bass player for a famous band and always had a positive impact on people. He was a very good person in general.
At the start of the summer break, you bought a bass guitar so you’d have something to do during the summertime.
During a hangout with him and his friends, you sheepishly asked him if he could teach you the basics of bass and he said yes, he was pretty eager to help you learn.
So, every week you’d have practice sessions with him. It was hard to keep up, but it was much easier than an electric one.
You’d find yourself nervous any time his hands grazed yours while trying to guide your hands to the right spot. The feeling of him was electric, you’d feel the heat of his body radiating through your skin, the feeling made you want to just give him all of your love right there.
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Another day of learning, great. It was definitely worth it since you can brag about knowing how to play bass. You prepared everything and waited until he arrived.
Now that he was there you started playing. He’d correct you here and there, but you didn’t make many mistakes, which made him feel proud of you and himself for teaching you so well.
30 minutes pass, you two stopped the learning thing and just chatted. He sat down next to you on your bed, you pressed your thighs together instinctively, the little space between you was suffocating in a good way.
He seemed to notice and pressed his hand on your thigh, smirking. “Like it when I’m this close to ya?” His eyes met yours and you nodded.
He let out a soft sigh and laid down on your bed. Without hesitation, you jumped on him, your core pressed against his clothed cock. You winced at the sensation of being so close to his body.
Your lips intertwined with his, kissing you so softly that it was hard to contain yourself. The continuous grinding was driving the both of you crazy, he pushed you off slightly and took his pants and boxers off, freeing his aching cock.
You bit your lip at the sight of him, you urgently took your clothes off, leaving your bra on. Slowly, you pushed his cock inside of you, the stretch was overwhelming and hot. Inch by inch, you took him, his face was contorted with pleasure.
You finally bottomed out completely and the both of you let out a moan. You began riding him, settling on a fast pace, with each passing second, the pressure kept building up. He was grabbing you by your hips, accommodating you. The grip was strong it would definitely leave you with bruises.
With one final thrust of his hips against yours, you came hard on his cock, your cunt fluttering around him.
After you came down from your high, you put your clothes back on and helped him put on his pants again, he pressed your body against his chest firmly and ran his hand through your hair, making conversation. It felt natural how he could do that, almost too natural.
oh, to have as much swag as frank iero
im doing another poll for my next fanfic so which one is it gonna be this time xx
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2013!gerard x reader
bullets!ray x reader
Hit So Hard
paring: leathermouth!frank x f!reader
tags :: slight smut, abusive relationship, hair pulling, choking, bruising, usage of belt, bodily fluids, vomit play, jerking off, narcissism (?), frank switches up basically
a/n: the title is based on the hole song and it’s not really that smutty in my opinion but enjoy the vomit play
word count: 1059
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All alone in franks apartment, you were feeling lonely, but strangely good too. The night started out rough, you trace the bruises on your skin with your fingertips, thinking about what he did yesterday.
Frank got mad again over something so stupid, while you two were at a club, a guy accidentally bumped into you and you unconsciously put your hand on his shoulder and accepted his apology, harmless, right?
In his eyes, that was the equivalent to you fucking him right in front of you, he watched you two from the bar and his hand tightened around the glassware, putting so much strain on it to the point it almost shattered in his hand.
He didn’t say anything to you while you were in the club together, but he kept shooting glances at you. It was frightening, his eyes were red and full of anger. You knew you were in trouble when you two get home from the club.
The thought of him yelling at you again sent shivers throughout your body, you were afraid of him getting loud again.
After the club, he yanked you to the car and shoved you in the passenger seat, the car door slammed shut. The slam made you jump in your seat, he got in the car and slammed the door closed again. “Why the fuck are you touching another man, do you want attention from other men or what?” His tone was aggressive and it made you flinch.
Looking away, you shook your head and stared down at your thighs, you felt his intense stare burning into your skin.
“N-no he just bumped into me.. I don’t know why I did that, Im sorry..” You quietly answered, your throat feeling tight as tears threaten to fall, but you held it back.
He started the car and drove home, his knuckles turning white from how hard he was gripping the steering wheel, occasionally shooting glances at you. You were gnawing on your bottom lip, overthinking everything.
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The two of you arrived home shortly after, he unlocked the door with shaking hands and went in, you followed him into the room. You stood there frozen as he brawls, hitting his fist against the wall, his knuckles bled and slowly started bruising.
“Do you think I’m fucking stupid?” He said as he yanked you by your hair, dragging you into his bedroom. With a shaking voice, you apologized to him over and over again, tears rolling down your cheeks.
He pushed you down on the ground and shut the door behind him, slowly taking his belt off. You tried standing up but he kicked you down, giving you a warning look. His leather belt came off and he struck you with it multiple times.
You cried out in pain as the sharp pain overwhelmed your body, curling up into a ball. Looking at your tear-streaked face and hearing how broken you sounded, he got hard and wanted release.
“Get up.” His voice was clear and cold as ice. You slowly stood up, your body aching even more with each movement. You stood there shaking, finally getting the courage to look at him.
His pupils were blown, so dilated you only could see black. His bottom lip caught between his teeth as he walked closer, out of fear you took a step back. “Stay where you are, slut.” He commanded.
With each step he took, your body was shaking even more, your heart skipped a beat as he caressed your precious face that’s been riddled with tears. His lips hovered against yours, he pressed a gentle peck on your lips before roughly grabbing your hair by the roots and yanking your head back.
A gasp escaped your mouth, he kissed you everywhere on your neck and collarbone, making sure to leave bruises with each harsh suck. The anticipation was killing the both of you, without much thinking, he pushed you on the bed, your back hitting the mattress.
He climbed on top of you, straddling your thighs. Slowly, he took your clothes off, making sure to take his time. You didn’t have the patience to wait so you took your shirt and bra off, hissing at the pain.
You were only left with your underwear on, he took his time staring down at your bruised and sore body, his fingertips gliding over each bruise. It made your body jerk every time he put pressure on your bruises, the pain caused you to start sobbing.
“Shh, I’m sorry, fuck- I’ll make you feel so good, yeah?” He kissed every single bruise he left on your body. “Frankie.. it hurts..” You choked on a sob as you said that, his heart sank, seeing you this vulnerable and so anguished. “I’ll make your body forget the pain, okay? Just- trust me.”.
You nodded, he put his index and middle fingers up to your lips, signaling you to open your mouth. Your mouth opened slightly and he slid his fingers in there, you sucked and swirled your tongue around his fingers, maintaining eye contact with him.
He was palming himself through his pants, slipping his fingers deeper into your mouth. You gagged around him, your throat contracted and you held his calloused hand with your delicate hands. “Fuck.. let it out baby, let me see you throw up around my hands..” His cock was out, he was fisting it harshly.
You let out a loud moan, feeling the vomit traveling up your esophagus. Moments later you did throw up on his hands and all over yourself. He came onto your thigh at the sight of you all filthy and covered in your own bodily fluids.
His tongue greedily licked up your vomit, kissing you in the process. You felt disgustingly more turned on, but you knew that the time was up.
He helped you sit upright, and pressed a kiss on your forehead, your head was spinning. He helped you to the shower and cleaned up the bed. After you were done showering, he helped you dress and laid down next to you, apologizing for his actions.
It didn’t make you feel that much better about it, but you forgave him, like always. The room filled up with silence and the sound of him snoring, you replayed everything that has happened tonight. Eventually, you were able to sleep.
I can’t take this he’s so cute
do i want him, or do i want to be him……
smiley 😭
it’s still you.
hiii ^.^ i’ll post my frankfiction in 2 days or so, it has been slapped with a content label so I sent an appeal I guess, but I hope you guys will like it regardless! It’s not a long one unfortunately but I tried my best to make it sort of lengthy <3
I been thinking about making a part 2 for my priest gee fanfic but idk.. do yall want a part 2 of it? 🧐
Nasty, Little Kitty Cat
paring: catboy!gerard x f!reader
tags: smut, sub gee, dom reader, praising, oral (m!receiving), slapping, pet names, bondage, pwnp
word count: 982
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It was an ordinary work day, you work from home and always have zoom meetings to attend to.
Gerard’s been feeling lonely with you always shutting the office door behind you and staying there for hours, barely giving him any attention.
Frustrated, he thought of something dumb: what if he dressed up as a cat to spice things up?
He felt stupid for coming up with such an idea, but he went with it nonetheless.
Went online and found kitty ears, tail and a collar to really compliment his kitty persona and bought them, his face heating up with embarrassment.
After a week, the stuff arrived. He been waiting on the package for what felt like ages, sitting in the kitchen, tapping his fingers on the table, eager for it to arrive when suddenly the doorbell rings.
He quickly hurried to the door and opened it, taking the package and thanking the delivery man and closing the door.
taking the package up to his room, making sure you didn’t notice, he closed the door behind him and ripped the package open and took the stuff out.
He wore the cat ears and tail first before putting the collar on, strangely feeling good while doing so, he looked himself in the mirror and smiled.
With him on all fours, he crawled towards your office door practically shaking with excitement, his heart pounding against his ribs.
Gently opening the door, he crawled inside and looked at you, the way your hair draped over the chair and your voice that’s so sweet like honey.
He barely contained himself, he went next to you and started rubbing his cheek against your leg.
Startled, you looked down and saw him in the ridiculous cat costume, you found it cute though how he wants your attention.
You ended the meeting abruptly and left, he’s staring at you with flushed cheeks, you couldn’t help but pinch it. “Someone’s been wanting my attention lately, huh?” He nodded and let out a little whimper.
You giggled and pat him on his head, getting on your knees to capture his lips, his lips crashed against yours like a wave. He gripped your shirt and pulled you on top of him.
“Bad kitty, you don’t do that without my permission.” You slapped him across the face, a sharp sting spreading across his cheek. You push yourself off of him and let out a satisfied smile.
Walking towards your desk, you open a drawer and retrieve a belt. He was looking at the sides of your body, trying to see what you took out.
Turning around, he saw the belt and looked up at you with need, “I think my little kitty needs a punishment, no?” Chuckling, you walk up to him again. “Turn around.” Your voice was stern, he complied immediately.
You take both his arms and lift them behind his back, his face hitting the ground with a quiet thud. You decided to crouch down behind him for a more comfortable position, you ran your hand up his spine and he was shaking with much anticipation.
Finding it cute how desperate he was, you quickly tied his hands together behind his back and made sure it was extra tight, but being careful not to cut off his circulation to his precious hands.
“Y-you’re killing me, sugar.. fuck..” He winced at the roughness, knowing he’s gonna have dark marks on his wrists. “Sit facing toward me, kitty!” You smacked him again, playfully this time. He did what you asked, positioning himself upright with his back against the wall.
His dick was so hard you could see the outline of it through his dark jeans, you brushed your fingers over it and his entire body jerked and he winced at your touch. “Sooo pathetic, I barely did anything.” That remark made him let out a shaky laugh.
Palming him through his jeans, he was practically teetering over the edge at this point. You unzipped his jeans and slid them down alongside his boxers, freeing his cock completely that’s been strained against the fabric.
He was so squirmish, his body never stopped moving around, your hands roughly pressed down his thighs and you looked at him with dark eyes, “Gotta stay still for me, otherwise I can’t please you, sugar.” Slowly, you moved your hand to his crotch and started stroking him, a groan escaped from his throat.
Wasting no more time, you moved your head down and pressed kisses on his sensitive, leaking tip. “Ahh, fuck. You’re so good.. please don’t stop..” he said while lolling his head to the side. You licked his dick so teasingly before you took him in your mouth.
“That mouth feels like heaven.. shit..” he was breathing heavily, his body melting at the sight of you sucking him off. It didn’t take long before he was about to cum, his poor wrists straining against the leather belt. He wanted to grab your hair and make you take him deeper, he was fucking himself up in your mouth, his rhythm was already faltering.
Choking around his dick, you grabbed his thighs for support. Your nose practically touched his pelvic bone, tears weld up in your eyes, but the choking didn’t last long because he was cumming down your throat, white ropes shooting on your cheek as well.
After he was done, you raised up your head to look at him, his eyes were dilated and filled with ecstasy. You pressed a gentle kiss on his forehead, noticing your tears he licked them off of your face and you smiled gently.
You cleaned your face properly and untied him from his restrains, there were bruises forming already. Your heart sank as you saw how painful it looked and you pressed soft kisses on his bruised flesh. He snuggled up to you and you held him close, whispering praises into his ear.
