my name is brynn and i LOOVEEEE MCR! i am emo and super into music and shit. i wanna start a band and will probably write some poetry or lyrics on here if i am so inclined! i also wanna write fics and shit so plllsss send recs! preferably mcr fic recs pls! i will not write about abuse or waycest or baycest or rape or cnc- i absolutely refuse! so go somewhere else. please send me recs and submit recs in my asks! i’m trying to find a creative outlet so please indulge me! and, lastly,
was thinking Very Hard about puppy frank and then remembered when he had that spiked collar around his ankle once....... ugh Whatever its not like i Care anyways............
LIBERXIIIIIIIII! Drop another chapter of you belong to me i believe, and my life is yours🫡
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guys i fucking love puppy play —reading it an doing it— like good lordddddd, call me a good boy pls i'll wear my collar and everything. frank iero puppy play is truly a gift from the universe
I did NOT think I would be into puppyplay but lo and Behold. I ready Gerard Ways Kink Service and came out CHANGED YA'LL. Now imreading I belong to you I believe and IM GOING FUCKING JNSANE!!! I read that fic like ita oxygen and im drowing
Just finish anatomy of a fall and what a journey... going to the next work cause heard a lot about a splitting of the mind and found it translated to my language so I'm very excited about this one.
can we please talk about this picture. hes got on surgical gloves and hes got his fingers in prime position and you can see his fucking tattoos through them oh my god. im so sick i need him to shove them down my throat!!
tags and warnings: oh boy. puppy play (obv), puppy reader, puppy frank, owner gerard, switch frank (not really), threesome, cucking kinda, dacryphilia if you squint, unprotected piv, creampie, reader and frank have collars and leashes, frank humps a pillow, clothed sex, lots of pet names, not proofread
notes: not proofread as always, read at your own risk! uh oh this took SO long and it’s SO late but this is my longest kinktober post yet… gulp. i love pet play guys. please let me know if you like this <3 i think i’m just gonna set a goal for 10 kinktober posts total and see when i can get five more of these out. maybe there will be more if i lock in… either way enjoy!!!!
“we’re gonna- we’re gonna get in trouble, mmh-!” you squeaked, skin tingling where frank bit your neck. he licked over the imprints of his teeth deliberately, grip tight as he rocked your hips over his bulge again and again. “gee’s not gonna be home for another twenty minutes,” he panted, burying his face into your shoulder. “just let me, yeah?” you gasped as he flipped you onto your back, your head bouncing against the mattress. he mumbled an apology, kissing you hurriedly as his fingers trailed beneath your shirt. he moaned into your mouth as he kneaded your tits through your bra, angling his hips to better grind against you.
“frankie. heel,” gerard snapped, pointing at the ground near his feet. frank’s eyes shot to the doorway, face immediately flushed with embarrassment. “now,” he ordered, following frank with his eyes as he slinked off the bed and towards where gerard stood. you sat up slowly as he kneeled at his feet. gerard shook his head, running his fingers through frank’s hair. “what’d i say this morning, huh? you remember what i told you?” frank squeaked as gerard tugged his head back by a fistful of hair. “i- i thought you’d be back later, ‘m sorry,” he whimpered, crying out as gerard pressed down against frank’s ever-hard dick with the toe of his shoe.
he shook his head once more, releasing his grip and turning to walk towards where you perched on the bed. gerard cooed as you scooted back towards the wall, giving you a soft smile. he sat sideways on the edge of the bed, patting the spot next to him. “c’mere, sugar. you’re not in trouble.”
you crawled toward him hesitantly, glancing between him and frank. frank had made his way to kneel beside gerard, pouting as he watched the two of you. you leaned into his touch as gerard scratched your head, humming pleasantly at the sensation. “i know you wanted to wait for me, sweetheart. you always do what you’re told, don’t you?” you nodded, grinning as he kissed your forehead. frank whined from below you, nudging gerard’s knee with his head. gerard looked down at him, caressing his cheek softly. “what am i gonna do with you, frankie? you know how much i hate to be mean.” frank frowned, gazing up at him with big eyes.
“‘m sorry, i’m really sorry,” he pleaded, nuzzling against gerard’s thigh. you almost giggled, realizing how easy it was for frank to submit to gerard. he really only acted up when it was just the two of you - most times, gee was there to put him back in his place before he got too out of hand. not that you minded, though. you loved how handsy frank got when you were alone. gerard patted his cheek twice, standing and crossing the room to the closet. “stay, frank,” he said over his shoulder, like he could see through the back of his head. frank huffed as he took his hands off the mattress, folding them back in his lap. you did laugh at this, sending frank into a fit of hushed giggles as well.
gee turned around holding two matching black collars and leashes, only differentiated by the little silver name plates that dangled from the center. you bit your lip to stifle a laugh as he raised an eyebrow, crossing the room to buckle frank’s collar around his neck. yours followed, along with the clip of each leash, and he smiled at the way you both looked up at him. it was clear how much he got off on the power trip. “so pretty,” he remarked, almost to himself.
gerard laid back on the bed, pulling you into his lap. he moved a pillow to lay beside him, patting it and clicking his tongue. frank came to it curiously, looking to gerard for approval as he straddled the pillow. he nodded, much to frank’s evident disappointment. “did you forget you were in trouble, pup? that’s all you get. and if you cum before she does it’ll be worse.” frank huffed, fidgeting with a loose thread on the pillow’s hem. gerard turned his attention to you, looping the handles of both leashes around his wrist to free his hands. his hands ran up and down your thighs, massaging them gently.
your body flooded with warmth as he played with the hem of your panties, squirming against the growing tent in his jeans. he grinned, watching you paw at his waistband. “go on, sweetheart.”
face red with embarassment, you fumbled with his belt buckle a little too desperately. your hands shook slightly, feeling the eyes of both of your boyfriends burning into your skin. frank huffed next to you as you finally freed gerard from the confines of his zipper, shifting restlessly against the pillow between his legs. gerard lifted his hips a bit, helping you to shuffle his jeans down enough to give you some room to work with. he sucked in a breath through his teeth as you gave him a few slow strokes, swallowing the drool that had begun to pool in your mouth.
gee pulled you down to him by your leash, crashing his lips against yours feverishly. he gripped your hip with his free hand, bringing you up to settle against his cock. you whimpered into his mouth needily, wordlessly begging for more. he leaned his forehead against yours, panting as he pulled away. “here- c’mon, sit up a second,” he instructed, pulling your panties to the side with ease. he let you rock against his tip for a moment, groaning at the way it shined with your slick. you moaned outwardly in sync as you lowered yourself down onto him, screwing your eyes shut at the slight stretch.
frank whined as he watched gerard fill you, rutting against the pillow. he dropped forward onto his stomach, nudging gerard’s hand with his head. he moaned into the mattress as gee ran his fingers through his hair, nails scraping over his scalp. you busied yourself with trying to find a rhythm with your hips, your hands pressed against gerard’s chest to support you. you stared in awe as he pulled frank’s face to his by his leash, tongues and teeth clashing in a heated kiss. frank couldn’t stay quiet, panting and moaning into gerard’s mouth pathetically as he desperately sought his release. you picked up your pace as they pulled away from one another, strings of spit connecting their lips.
gerard’s hand settled on your hip, helping you to bounce on his length. he thumbed at your clit with the other, a breathy laugh escaping his chest as you squeezed around him. “that’s it, sugar, fuck-“ he choked out, throwing his head back against the pillow. you felt increasingly sensitive as his cock dragged along your walls, the combination of sensations almost too much for you to handle. you teared up as you neared your release, vision blurring as you whimpered with each thrust. “you’re okay baby, you’re close, huh? ‘s okay, i’ve got you,” he panted, hand sliding up to your waist to better support you as your orgasm hit you all at once.
frank basically sobbed as he came, hips stuttering against the pillow as he listened to your overstimulated cries and mewls while gerard dragged you up and down his length. gee shushed you sympathetically, cooing praises in your ear. he pressed his face against your neck, whimpering against your skin as he followed frank. he rocked his hips against yours gently, holding you against his chest as he filled you completely. the room fell mostly silent in the moment following, the three of you catching your breaths. gerard hummed, patting your back to encourage you to sit up enough for him to remove your collar. he undid frank’s next, tossing them to the ground to be dealt with later. he kissed frank’s head as he curled up against gerard’s side, petting the both of you while you recovered.
“you guys did so good,” he said after a few minutes, kissing each of your temples. “always so good. best puppies i could ask for,” he chuckled, fingers trailing up and down your spine. you giggled, tangling your fingers with frank’s. he squeezed your hand in response, bringing your knuckles to his lips. the warmth was nice, and it felt good to be able to hold both of them while you came down. you laid there together until it became noticeably uncomfortable, your afterglow wearing off and bringing everything into perspective. frank and gerard were still almost fully clothed, and your tshirt stuck to you with sweat. you peeled yourself from gerard’s chest, laughing as you could tell they’d both come to the same realization.
