#penmaxxing

[penguin440]

i love her A cups oh hi gerard

[penguin440]

this feels so intimate

[penguin440]

i hate them and their opposable thumbs

[penguin440]

dude im creaming i mean screaming oh my god my mouth actually got dry im so nervous

[penguin440]

the last frerard fic i read ended with frank saying "this romance is so chemical." and ive been pissed off ever since

[penguin440]

i like to imagine Frank coming in and stumbling into bed to curl up against you. gently holding you against him so he can bury his nose in your hair. breathing in long drags of your scent like it was the only drug he'd ever need.

"mmm.. smell good, baby.." his low voice would rasp against you. feeling the vibration of it in your bones. in your mushy brain.

carefully, he'd pull in impossibly closer. Clinging around you like he was trying to shelter you from the dark. his swole, tatted biceps would wrap around your smaller frame. a strong hand pressed securely against the back of your head. the warmth of the embrace would melting any comprehension you might have had left. going limp against him, listening to the rhythmic thump of his heart against your cheek. he'd fall asleep with his fingers tangled in your hair, his lips against your forehead.

[penguin440]

chill girl im easy

[penguin440]

ughhhhhhhh black parade is so good im touching myself