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KINKTOBER IS FINALLY HERE OHHH MY GOD WE MADE IT
a great day for chemical romance
i need frank to blow smoke in my face and also slap me a little bit
Wish I looked this cool while doing laundry
me too
I Wanna Kiss You Until I Loose My Breath pt.2
ahhhh!!! i couldnt wait to make part two and its gonna actually be my first smut peice!! so i apologise if its not the best wahh
touch starved Fem!reader x Basement!gerard
CW: slight manipulation if you squint, p in v, virgins, awkward virgins, swearing, unprotected sex, mentions of porn, grinding, gropping.
did not proof read at all im sorry, i've worked on this for days and school is fucking killing me, im sorry it took for ever please enjoy
(again first time while writing smut, probably not the best... you can probably tell i was a wattpad kid gulp)
WC: 1.5k
please check out part one :3
Feeling the fabric of his jeans against your thigh was weird, it was hot and you could feel how hard he was.
it made you feel good empowered as you softly rocked your hips so he wouldn't notice but you knew he felt it, you knew he did by the soft grunt he let past his chapped lips.
you had heard our friends brag countlessly about loosing there virginity, about how good it felt or "how long Brads cock was". but you couldn't see less then any appeal.
except for now.
slowly you began to rock your hips more deliberately, your hips moving shakily. you had watched porn once. at a sleepover with your friends, everything you watched made you never want to have sex, did all men really act like that? ere was the Love?, Passion? but this was diffrent. the love and passion radiating from gerards soft grunts and whimpers as his hips twitched upwards.
you pulled away softly from the kiss, his saliva wetting your lip, looking down at your movements, he was gently humping your thigh it made something in you burn. you felt hot on the inside, smoldering desperately as your panties grew slick and warm.
moving slightly to the side almost subtly feeling his hips move against your fluttering cunt. letting your forehead fall on his shoulder whining softly as a fire embedded in your stomach moving her hips with his.
your throat tightened trying to suppress the whines escaping your lips, lifting your head letting you chin rest against his shoulder spewing soft shuddery breaths into his ear.
his fingers gripped around the soft mound of flesh holding you close he finally mutters.
"g..god damnit..."
he huffs, his pudgy hips moving in soft jitters, his low cut black (womans?) jeans low on his hips panting has his head lowered to the side of your neck. hot breath dampened your skin as he began placing slow wet kisses along your neck.
your back arching into his eager pale hands.
you felt his hand that was on your waist slip lower to your jean shorts, awkwardly plucking at the button, and you allowed him. of course you did. for some reason it hadn't applied to you that he would be seeing you naked, him, gerard way, seeing you naked.
your hands did the same travelling low, to his low rise jeans popping the button. his belly spilling out from the refrains of his jeans.
you felt his fingers struggle with the small zipper on your shorts, calmly helping him zip them down.
the room filled with soft shaky breathing and the sound of rustling fabrics as they are thrown around with uncaring manner.
finally there lie nothing left but the vulnerable undergarments hand his glossy soulful chocolate eyes lie on the skin of your body.
carefully he spoke a soft desire his pitch just below a whisper.
"d..do you want to have s..sex? with me?"
his voice was awkward and his pitch cracked, he seemed to shamefully regret it the obvious back lash of embarrassment hitting his round cheeks.
you didn't know why he asked that, wasn't that what you were doing in the first place? and who else would it be with? but nonetheless your head nodded in reassurement.
"o..only if you want to.."
you murmured voice trailing out into the musky air of his dark basement.
he placed his hands on your waist swallowing audibly loud.
"h..here just lay down on the c..couch okay?"
he choked out. moving your body as your skin stuck to the cracked black leather. head resting on the armrest hair sprawled out slightly you saw his eyes.
pupils blown out and wide, his lashes long and gracefully feminine although his touch was not as he went to unclasp your bra.
you sighed sitting up softly unclasping it, holding it up almost afraid to allow him to view your feminine peaks.
but looking at his desperate glossy eyes you let the garment fall away, the air pebbling your soft nipple's his glossy gaze immediately falling upon them he gasped grasping the supple flesh looking up at you to see if he was doing it right.
with a soft whimper he knew he had to doing something right as he fumbled with the flesh.
although it felt nice it wasn't the area you were desiring for him to touch. the innocent supple flesh that lay beneath the fabric of your panties.
while letting out almost airless gasps and moans as he massaged your breasts, your thighs pressed together giving a sudden pinch of pleasure.
"p..please"
your voice airless bucking your hips up. and he took the hint, sitting up more he tugged down his grey boxers past his chubby thighs tossing them along with all the other clothes discarded around the already cluttered space.
his cock twitched, in the cold air, resting in a cloud of dark curls. your eyes trained on the pale pink tip glossy with his pre-cum.
he wasn't big, but he wasn't small, an estimated guess would leave you to believe about 5.5 inches? which was plenty of course. his erect aroused state aloud his hands which were trembling uncontrollably to part your thighs.
your panties had a patch of sticky dampness you felt embarrassed just by feeling his eyes. but it made gerards breath hitch.
while tugging down the garments he was almost glaring intensely at the soft damp flesh.
with hushed soft breaths filling the musky air, the movie illuminating onto there naked body's.
and in a movement you thought would be anything but this.
feeling a sudden almost pinch that caused a gaspped to fall from both of your lips.
your eyes wide and glossy at the hurting pinch that made you want him out.
while tears rolled from your cheeks trying to push him off by his shoulder softly but your attempts weak as he shushed you. in a whimpered shaky into your ear.
"shh... b..baby please... i..i need this please.."
his hips gently rutted whining desperately into you.
it felt like you were going to throw up, your hands shaky as you sunk deeper into the couch soft spews leaving your mouth.
"f..fuck it feels so good [Y/N]"
he whimpers his hips shaking softly, his cock dragging along your tight warm walls, his eyes rolling back letting out a long groan.
to focused on the new sensation of being filled up almost perfectly, your lower back arching pulling him closer. his raven long greasy hair falling into your face softly.
you took his hand that was just as jittery as yours. moving it between your sweaty bodies, placing his hand against your clit.
throwing your head back in immense pleaser.
gerards eyes's practically sparkled knowing he was doing something right as he continued.
you wanted his body on you, hands all over and thats what you were getting. in this moment your head felt light body over heating and back prickling with sweat.
hearing gerards grunts and whimpers right in your ear and the feeling of his cock driving in and out of you, well more like jittering but it still felt nice.
the sounds of the movie playing quietly in the background along with loud dragging breaths and almost sloppy sounds that made your cheeks flush.
grabbing your hips gerard murmured fastly in your ear before a loud sharp grunt he was spilling inside you.
hot ropes of cum made your stomach feel full.
feeling his fingers clumsily rubbing your clit. getting faster and faster as you opened your eyes looking at him as a moan left upon your wet lips.
finding that feeling in your stomach rise to the top sucking in a sharp breath hands gripping at the cracking leather couch as the leather as you spilled over.
gerards arms got tired from holding himself up relaxing on top of you, hot breath on your cheek.
it felt like you could hear your heart beat loud in you ear head pulsing.
the sounds of distant screams and flesh ripping from the screen that was flashing light along there flushed glistening bodies.
although you loved the feeling of his body crushing yours, you needed to breath and your chest was starting to hurt. you tapped his shoulder
"g..gee your crushing me"
your voice was weaker then you thought.
he panted softly, his softened cock sliding out softly, sticky body fluids rolled down your thighs and onto the leather material of the couch.
he grabbed his boxers off the floor groaning softly as he put them on, disappearing into the washroom, lying there just pulling your mind together thinking of the moment over and over.
the room felt hotter then it was before. already missing gerards presence just as he walked out with a cloth. he handed you the cloth, you whipped the liquids.
he leaned over awkwardly kissing your cheek, you smiled softly. but the leather felt uncomfortable sticking to your sweaty skin, you sat up not trusting your legs that felt completely numb.
"hey gee...? can i borrow or hoodie or something..?"
sure...you could reach over to grab your discarded shirt but... having something of gerards, scent all around her all the time.
I Wanna Kiss You Until I Loose My Breath
gulp, i need basement gerard SOOO BADD, and in honour a short fic about touched starved FEM!reader is best friends with the basement dweller gee. (top ten things that didnt happen)
CW: mentions of tragic past, swearing, basement gerard, mentions of obsession, gee gets a boner but nothing else really happens, mentions of inappropriate topics such as porn. overthinking, gerard groping readers chest cuz hes a perv.
i just wanna give him a smooch so
Fem!reader x basement!gerard
It was hard getting no attention when you were so little, asking to be held and talked too but it was never delivered and it stuck HARD. craving touch so bad you'd hold your own hand in bed, hugging your friends constantly, or you'd sit and wait till someone would grab your arm, or touch your shoulder, pat your head, ANYTHING you needed something.
then there was gerard. the kid who sat far away, almost unnoticeable until you were close enough to smell him and you didn't have to be close at all. your friends sometimes quietly pointed and jeered but you couldn't help but feel bad, heart aching when he was teased.
and now? you two were closer then you and your friends ever were, instead of him being pointed and laughed at it was Both of you.
It was another very late night your eyelids should be heavy. but no it was the opposite, while watching 'night of the living dead' for what seemed like the 30th time now on an old couch that reeked of something you couldn't place. bottles, rotting food, dirty clothes and more surrounded the basement giving it the scent you have gotten used to. but it all didn't matter not at all. gerards body sat next to yours lounging as you were snugged up close to him. you've done it so much hoping he'd take the hint of your desperate growing feelings.
you wanted him to put his hands on you, love you, be obsessed with everything you did.
you snuggled up closer wanting lie closer with him. he was sipping on an almost empty bottle of vodka, eyes glossy as he watched the graphic movie. he didn't seem to care about the proximity and it hurt. you wanted him to care, care more then anything in the world. you didn't want to be his friend you wanted to kiss his lips.
"hey gee..?"
you spoke, you didn't want to but you did.
he hummed in response, acknowledging you at least
"i need to tell you something like- really important"
your mouth kept spewing even when you didn't want it to, this could ruin this thing you had with him forever.
he finally turned to see your face and he spoke, voice hoarse from not using it much. he wasn't ugly at all, if it wasn't from his gorgeous almost soft feminine looking face and amazing tase in music and movies he'd have nothing going for him.
"yeah? what?"
he didnt look at you like you looked at him you wanted him to so bad. you needed him too.
"i-i"
well cmon you were spewing this bullshit from your mouth moments ago why couldn't you now?
"i dont wanna be your friend i wanna kiss your lips."
it came out jumbled quick, voice shaky and desperate almost like you hadn't even thought before it fell from your lips.
you could see him stiffen.
gerard had never had that much friends, let alone with a girl, he had just thought you were friends because you pitied him, he couldn't do anything he sat there awkwardly.
"p-please..?"
your voice cracked breaking at the moment you couldn't help it as you already felt the sting of tears from and rise in your eyes.
this was pathetic begging for him to feel the same way you did.
gerard had never even kissed a girl before. how could he start? just lean in and kiss you? sure he had seen kissing in porn, but that was almost always violent, rough and fast, he didn't want to be rough and fast for you. he nodded his greasy black hair falling into his eyes.
you held your breath, moving closer to cup his pudgy soft cheeks
"a-are you sure? y-your not just saying that because-"
you didnt want him to just say yes because he felt bad, you wanted him to need you.
and he did need you. his hands hovering over your waist to scared to touch
"y-yes Y/N i need you. o-of course i do."
his voice just as shaky as yours, he was sure he had taken that line from a cheesy romance movie his mother made him watch a long time ago.
you didnt think twice, pressing your lips against his, both of you moved at an inexperienced haste, your hands travelling up moving his hair away from his eyes that had fluttered shut moments ago.
he tasted like the shitty vodka he had been drinking moments before. and his chapped lips made a sensation against yours you couldn't help but want it more. your breath was falling faint finding it hard to get enough air through just breathing through your nose.
but you didnt want to breath air. unless it was directly from his lungs, breathing him all in.
his tongue awkwardly pushed past your lips and you let it touch yours, a weird sensation that made you shiver.
his hands still hovering over your waist. you crawled on top of him gently not breaking the kiss, your thighs on either side of his hips stabilizing yourself as you let go of his face moving to his hands placing them on your waist, almost as if guiding them.
you pulled back softly but he didn't want you too and you didn't either but this was important.
"y-you can touch me were ever i-i don't mind okay..?"
you spoke while also taking in some deep breaths. he nodded eagerly and you smashed your lips back into his, it was more heated, firery, something hot. you felt you back begin to sweat, tongues moving sloppily against each other.
his right hand softly travelled up your body and it stopped just at the wiring of your bra, before his larger hand cupped your breast, it made you want to collapse in his arms.
your hands moved up to the back of his head, cupping the greasy raven locks as you began to notice a stirring press against your inner thigh.
WC:998
gosh i love this sm im drooling.
slightly proof read.
let me know if i should make a part two!!
hey mr dorkin!! i've been a fan of your works for awhile, but ive been meaning to know, do you like gerard way? i know he also makes comics and even tried to make a cartoon once, sorry if this is random im a sleep deprived mrc fan..
I like Gerard quite a bit. I had dinner with him and other folks when he was an intern at DC Comics. Unfortunately, he remembers it and I don't, he told me about it. I once hung out with Gerard and a few other comics folk one late night after NYCC, I had a blast just talking about everyting, mostly comics. I came home drunk at 5 am. Since then I've "talked" to him via e-mail about a few things here and there, I had a professional question he was kind enough to answer. And I really enjoyed reading that first Umbrealla Academy series he did with the Ba brothers.
John Lennon in 1963 was otherworldly
My good looking boy
guess my new favorite person
what uf pete dinunzio played fortnite and then did thw orange justice
whatg if
ita like 3am lmao
Go to bed.
this sums up my humor
you should write yuri ๐ผ /nf
girl kiss, mwa mwa kiss girl mwa mwa (im sorry idk what to write)
How about a (platonic, obviously) eltingville club with a lesbian reader?
Ooh! Good idea!! Sorry ive taken so long my laptop died and i broke the chargerย
CW: incels..probably homophobia, and just them being weirdos (gonna picture the time as early 2000-2005 ect) a bit ooc..
Im so sorry this took forever WAHHHH
JERRY STOKES:
Jerry kind of already knew, he just had a feeling, he was well..found it weird at first he was uncomfortable having heard some things from pete seeing some things on the family computer he may or may not have deleted. And he really felt guilty for associating you out of all people to that, so he decided to talk to you about it
It was a late night walking back home from a club meeting bill had called an emergency
โHey Y/N..?โ his voice croaked into the empty cold night
Your head turned to face him your brow raising
โYeah? What's the matter, jer?โ
He cleared his throat with a raspy sound rumbling from the column of his throat. his acne sore cheeks turning redder than usual against the contrast of his pasty snowy skin.
โDo you..like yโknow..girls..โ
His voice quivering, fiddling with his long skinny fingers picking at the skin around his nails
โUhm..well i know of emโ you tried to joke but he didn't laugh back, not even a soft awkward chuckle he usually does.
โWell i guess..kinda how you like girlsโฆ and i know its weird but you cant tell anyone, i mean it, bill will kill me with his own fucking hands!โ
You rambled on nervously trying to reassure your sexuality to him. You trusted jerry but you knew it was โweirdโ to like the same sex, especially when it was overly sexualized as lesbians were at the time, you looked over, jerry just nodded solemnly biting his dry lips
โSo this you coming out..?โ
He does that awkward chuckle and it makes you release a long breath you hadnโt noticed you had been holding inย
โI guess so..โย
You both let out soft chuckles.
PETE DINUNZIO
While reading a playboy magazine at a club meeting he realized you were also pretty interested.
Pete sat crisscrossed on Bill's old couch, a magazine that he had just bought later that day, you sat right beside him, suddenly interested in the bleach blonde on the page. Pete noticed your intense stare.
โHoly shit Y/N! You a fuckin lesbo or something?โ
He said quite loudly to make an exaggerated point.
You got quite pissed, and you suddenly felt stronger than him, more confident in being yourself, and your sexuality
โSo what if I am? The fuck are you gonna do about it?โ
You huffed, he pressed his lips in a fine line seeming to back down
He didn't say anything else letting you indulge in the playboy magazine with him.
BILL DICKEY
You were one of Jane's friends, being already out of the closet most of the town knew.
You were at Jane's house for a sleepover, it was already too late. You decided to parch your dry throat with some water, walking to the kitchen flicking on a light you got a glass from the cupboard, trying to be as quiet as possible. Pouring some cold tap water turning around to be greeted with a thin pale boy, acne littering his greasy face. You took a sip of your water raising a brow. He had a look of disgust or something of that sort. He had looked down, he seemed to get irritated.
โSo your Jane's weird Dyke friend?โ
He sneered, but you had been used to this bigoted behavior.
โThat's me..โ
You said tiredly just wanting to get away from this bigoted freak
โYou have a batman shirt.โ
He spoke, the topic so off it made you go quiet
โUhm yeah.. I like Batman..โ
He scoffs
โRedhood is probably my favorite robin. His story is the coolest in my opinionโ
You continued trying to prove your not poser,
His face seemed to lighten just a bit
โCool..i like dick, even if he's over rated..โ
You were slightly thrown off by the conversation but it was better then his slurs being tossed at you, it was about 10 minutes later of standing in the kitchen talking about Batman before he departed to bed and you did as well, finding yourself smiling at the interaction forgetting about his shittyness for a second.
JOSH LEVY
You were a daughter of one of his moms friends, meeting him you had let it slip that you had a girlfriend
It was an awkward dinner, with your mom and her friend and her son, while eating some really dry pork chops your mothers friend had asked if you had a boyfriend, you mom got quiet and nervous looking at you, you shrugged
ย "I have a girlfriend..โ
You muttered between a bite of plane mashed potatoesย ย
everyone kind of stopped,ย the son josh perked upย
โGirlfriend? What are you? A lesbo or something?โ
His mom glared speaking loudly
โJoshua Levy!โ
He got quiet looking down with a red face, after dinner you were pulling on your coat when the boy walked over
โHey.. im sorry about what i said yknow erm.. I didnt mean it.. And my mom didnt tell me to do this or anythingโฆuhm have a good nightโฆโ
And with that you walked out of the strange house feeling a bit better, maybe a new friend around here.
Ian Mckinley x Reader Blurb
okay, so hear me out.. ian with a tongue piercing..
CW: very light smut, mentions of receiving oral. freakkkyyy
Fem reader :>
Ian was laying on his bed, y/n sitting at his messy desk applying eyeliner, getting ready for a night out.
"you think id look good with a tongue piercing?"
ian asked
"i don't know, there pretty hot."
you said fixing an off put smudge of your eyeliner
"yeah? i heard they feel real good when goin down.."
he licked his lips
you groan rolling your eyes finding a near object to toss at him
It Been 3 months sense your boyfriend got that damned piercing. first night he showed you he could barley speak but he was excited, often fidgeting with it after you told him plenty of times to stop. surprisingly it didn't get infected once! you were just pissed off hyou couldn't fully make out with him for the time being.
at his house watching a shitty horror movie he found at the film store in clearance, but you two were focused on catching up, finally being able to properly make out with out him being in pain.
"god damn.."
he panted
"y'know the piercing is cute on you"
you pulled back smirking
"its worth it now, that it doesn't hurt like a son of a bitch."
he hissed
you cupped his chin smiling lovingly
"y'know we can..test out that theory...''
he spoke hushed, breath hot
"what theory?"
you asked although figuring it out after you spoke
"y'know.. how good it feels when eating girls out, its fullt healed its safe!"
he said readjusting keeping himself up on his elbows
You sighed considering it"
"yknow what.. why the fuck not."
IM GOING INSANE!!
RIP to all the emo fine shyts that were taken from us too soon.
i miss my wifes
doomed yuri or doomed yaoi?
:3 (opinion not a writing req btw)
doomed yaoi just kind of hurts me more but i love both of them, but if i have to choose its yaoi. (i love this question)
"I asked chatgpt" well I asked the walrus and he said I am he as you are he as you are me and we are all together
john was so real for this