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august 9th, 2026 / citi field

[8biteshark]

Danger Days summer is ending soon, gotta prepare for a I Brought You My Bullets fall.

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❦crying during sex❦

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ex~bf!frank iero x reader

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summary:ex~bf!frank and reader hookup in a bar bathroom after a rough breakup.

warnings:exes 2 lovers,smut with plot,reader is in depression basically,semi~public sex,unprotected sex, creampie,crying during sex♡

a/n:i love yearning n also ignore my mistakes there are prolly too many and yes i love ethel cain

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you and frank met in high school and started dating and now you were going to college while frank was already in the band. a few months ago you broke up out of nowhere in a moment of anger and it was a mutual decision. maybe both of you just wanted some space and used the fact that frank couldnt make time for you because of the band as an excuse.

after the breakup frank seemed completely normal like nothing had changed in his life at all and like it was always this way. like he had totally forgotten about the breakup.

but things were different for you because this hit you really hard. basically you were depressed. you wouldnt get out of bed you wouldnt shower you couldnt even take care of your basic daily needs.

one of your mutual friends—which was pretty much all of your friends anyway—noticed how quiet and unhappy you were and you made plans to go out to a quiet bar in the evening.

you didnt really get ready since you were in no state to do so you just wanted to clear your head. around 7 pm when your friend called you just grabbed your wallet keys and phone and went downstairs. you definitely didnt expect to see franks car when you got down there and the person in the drivers seat being frank was the last thing you wanted. for a second you got extremely mad and thought about going back inside but you opened the back door and got in with your other friends.

everyone started chatting except you of course. while the others kept talking you went quiet looking out the window and you made eye contact with frank through the rearview mirror. you turned your head back toward the window holding yourself back so hard from crying or throwing up right there. even if you werent looking you could still feel his eyes on you through the mirror and that made everything worse.

you finally arrived at the bar. it was a place you went to all the time and it wasnt overly crowded. you went inside sat on a barstool and were just gonna drink whatever your friends ordered because you were too tired to even order for yourself. frank parked the car so he came in last and of course he sat right next to you. you were calmly sipping your drink trying to focus on the song playing in the background but knowing frank was there stopped you from even understanding what song it was.

you flinched when frank said "arent you gonna talk all night?" and almost spilled your drink. you slowly shook your head. you felt like you were gonna throw up and you couldnt tell if it was because of the awful drink or because of frank. you ran your hands through your hair praying for the headache to go away.

when you stood up to go to the bathroom frank asked "where you going?" "fuck off frank" you said walking toward the restroom and frank of course caught up with you "hey are you okay?" he asked pushing a strand of hair behind your ear. "do i look okay?" before frank could answer you went into the bathroom and frank followed you inside.

"what the fuck are y-" before you could finish your sentence frank closed the door and closed the distance between you like he had been waiting for this all night and pulled you into a hug.

you didnt push him away or yell or get mad as much as you wanted to because i guess this was what you actually wanted. "i missed you... i missed us i missed this" "frank..." you couldnt answer because you felt the exact same way and this was no place to hide your feelings anymore."i missed you too...i missed you terribly."

this time you actually made eye contact and frank quickly closed the gap to kiss you. he slowly lifted you up and you wrapped your legs around his waist and your arms around his neck. while he kept kissing you he kicked open one of the empty bathroom stalls went inside and locked the door.

you had no idea how long you had been kissing for but you were enjoying it so much that your head started spinning and you felt like you were gonna pass out from pleasure. and you two hadnt even done anything yet. frank had one hand in your hair and one on your waist as he slowly slid his hand under your shirt.

frank slowly set you down and while you helped him unbuckle his belt he was planting soft little kisses on your neck. at the same time he unbuttoned your pants picked you up again and gently pressed your back against the stall door.

with one quick move he pulled down his boxers and before you even realized it he pushed inside you. you both moaned super loudly and you wrapped your arms around his neck. "fuck... fuck baby youre so tight i missed that" as he started moving slowly you realized you were actually crying. you buried your face in franks neck and kept crying not even knowing why.

frank noticed you were crying. "shh shh look at me... you okay?" he gently held your neck and pulled you back a bit so you would look at him. "frank please please please i dont wanna break up again please please dont stop" frank pushed deeper this time making you feel even more pleasure and cry even harder. "frank promise me please please we'll never leave each other again please" frank gently wiped your tears with his thumb and kissed your temple. "never again baby i swear i swear on everything" frank hoped this would calm you down a bit but you just kept crying even more.

"frank im so close" "yeah me too baby" frank said. you pushed his hair back with your hands. "frank dont pull please please just... just" you were still tearful and didnt wanna cry anymore. frank kissed your cheek and did what you asked and you both finished at the same time.

frank fixed his clothes first and then yours. as best as you could clean up in a gross bar bathroom anyway. after wiping away a few remaining tears he kissed the corners of your eyes. "we can leave if you want" he said and you nodded.

you walked out of the bathroom and returned to the bar. you had your arm through franks and as you passed by the others frank said "we leaving early" and you both got into the car probably heading to franks messy apartment.

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[binchidavinci]

Take Me Home

(Ex-BF!Frank Iero x Younger!Reader) ~1.6k words SFW

'A month after your breakup, Frank spots you in a bar getting cosy with someone your own age.'

Frank had only come in to the bar for a catch-up and a drink with some old school friends; he certainly wasn’t expecting to see you there. As he swirled the contents of his glass around and looked around the room, he caught sight of you: you were on a tall stool at the bar, leaning on your elbows while some guy with an easy smile and a patchwork of tattoos (you certainly had a type) told you something that made you snort. Your laugh came a little too loud, a little too loose; Frank could tell from across the room you were past the point of careful, that you were actually enjoying yourself, and that caution had gone to the wind.

Frank forced his eyes away and back to the conversation. He took a thick glug of his pint. "Sorry— what were you saying?" Frank asked his friend for the third time in five minutes. He was distracted again almost immediately: your date had touched your arm and you didn’t pull away. You swayed slightly when you reached for your drink. As he clasped his hands together in irritation, Frank imagined that he could guess exactly what was in your glass having ordered it so many times for you. That's what you liked to do together: drink, or go for drives, or argue, or fuck. Frank thought it made him seem younger to have a glass in his hand; you didn't care either way, as long as he came home with you.

In fact, Frank had been the one to end it only a few weeks ago, after months of hot-and-cold and on-and-off: he didn't know why you put up with it but, truth be told, you loved him. He simply couldn't believe that fact, so, sitting on the edge of your bed with his head in his hands, telling you he was too old, too divorced, and that you should be with someone your own age, you called it quits 'for good'. You hadn’t argued as much as he’d expected, and now he found himself wondering how he'd never noticed what a douchebag he way, and why it made him want you even more now that you'd moved on to someone your own age. Grass is always greener on the other side, he guessed.

Now here you were, drunk enough that the room was probably tilting, letting some asshole twenty years his junior talk you into another round— just like Frank had told you you should be doing at your age. Well done, Frank, he thought to himself. You've done it again. Frank finished his beer in one pull, set the glass down harder than necessary, and excused himself to get another drink. As he stood, the denim jacket sat heavy on his shoulders. He wrung his hands together and toyed lightly with the rings adorning his fingers as he leaned against the bar next to your seat. What would he even say? His jaw flexed in determination as he turned his head toward you. Your date stopped talking and offered a confused-but-polite nod over your shoulder, causing you to turn round. You spun too fast on your chair and had to catch the edge of the bar to steady yourself.

“Hey,” Frank said, voice low. Surprise flickered across your face, then something harder. "Hey." Your date looked between the two of you, waiting for an introduction that never came. Frank kept his eyes on you. The tattoos on his neck shifted as he swallowed hard. “You got a ride home?” Frank looked away, still leaning on the bar casually as though he were waiting to order a drink. “No, but—” you started, words a little garbled. "Can I take you back, then?" "You her dad, or something?" your date interrupted with a half-joking laugh. Frank paused, then turned to your date. His face alone was enough to piss Frank off. "Sure, I'm her dad. Fuck you," he grumbled. This wasn't the first time someone had commented on the age difference, and it likely wouldn't be the last— not if Frank had his way, anyway. Your date scoffed and turned back to his drink. You sighed and turned to him apologetically. "It's probably time I—hic— head off, anyway," you smiled. "I've had a good night. Text me again, sometime?" Your date nodded and mumbled a 'sure', clearly a little put out but nonetheless pleased that you'd asked to see him again. Frank's jaw clenched and unclenched as he fought not to roll his eyes. He straightened up from the bar as you slipped out of the bar stool— less than gracefully— and pulled your jacket sloppily over your shoulders. You didn't look at him as you made a wobbly beeline to the exit. Frank shoved his hands in his pockets and followed you, forgetting entirely to say goodbye to his friends; he'd text them when he got home.

In the car park, the cool, night air hit you hard and you shuddered; still, you kept stumbling forward till you saw the dark-blue sedan. Frank walked a few paces behind you until you reached his car and stood outside it, tapping your foot impatiently. He unlocked it, yanked open the passenger-side door before you could, and made his way round to the driver's side, leaving you to slam your own door shut louder than necessary. He slid into the driver's seat and made an effort not to slam his own door, just to prove his own maturity. Buckling himself in, he stuck the keys in the ignition, then sat back with the car idling. He glanced over to you: you were sat with your bare, goose-pimpled legs together, facing away from him, your arms across your chest like a petulant child. He leaned across you with an air of irritation and buckled your seatbelt. You glared at him; he glared back.

The ride began quiet. City lights slid across the windshield and over the ink on Frank’s hands where they gripped the wheel too tight. His jaw was locked as he drove with muscle memory. You slumped against the window, trying to keep the spinning under control. “You shouldn't have done that,” you muttered to the window. “Yeah, I should've," he sighed. “You could barely stand.” “I was having a conversation.” Frank let out a short, humourless laugh. “That guy was waiting for you to be drunk enough to fuck him. Don’t insult both of us by pretending you don’t know that.” You turned your head toward him, scowling. "Like that's all that I'm good for?" Frank glanced at you, mildly panicked. "That's not what I—" “You don’t get to just...show up and start acting like you care what I do," you hissed. His inked hands flexed on the wheel; the muscle in his cheek jumped. "I do care."

You didn't reply, but slumped a little further into your seat. Frank sighed, already feeling guilty. “I told you to go find someone your own age,” he said, staring straight ahead. “I sat there and made it sound like I was doing the right thing. Then I walk into a bar and see you wasted with some guy who actually fits the description I gave you, and it feels like—” “So I did what you said and now you're mad?” “I know what I said," he hissed. The words came out sharp. He reined them back in almost immediately as he chewed his lip. “I know what I said, Y/N. But the idea of him putting you in a car like this, taking you back to his when you can barely keep your eyes open…” He shook his head once with a grimace. “Fuck no."

Silence stretched. The turn signal clicked in the dark. You could hear him breathing through his nose, trying to keep whatever was under the surface from spilling out. He pulled up outside his place and cut the engine. For a moment neither of you moved: Frank’s hands stayed on the wheel, tattoos standing out across his knuckles in the low light. Finally, he leaned back in his seat and ran a hand over his face. “Come up for an hour, until you've sobered up, and then I'll take you home.” He turned to look at you, still evading his gaze. “I’m not leaving you at home to choke on your own vomit.” You turned to look at him: the lines at the corners of his eyes were deeper; the regret sat plain on his face. He looked older, and ever-the-more handsome in his remorse. “I was wrong,” he said, holding your eye contact. “When I told you you’d be better off with someone else. I keep trying to convince myself I was right, but I wasn't.” He dropped his head and fiddled with his rings. "I'm sorry."

You said nothing as he continued to evade your gaze. Then, Frank heard the sound of your seatbelt unbuckling and car door opening. For a moment, he wasn't sure whether you were about to walk home yourself: he sat in the car, still staring at his hands, and readied himself for that to be the case. At last, he opened his own door and slid out— prepared to see you walking down the road— only to find you stood outside his front door, tapping your foot impatiently. "Well? Are we gonna stay out here all night?"

You didn't need to tell him twice. He fought back a smile as he closed his car door and made his way to you. This might not be apology accepted, but it was a good start.

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[femcrprincess]

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⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ─ 𝑊erewolf ! Frank who smells the scent of your ovulation and decides to fuck you . You were such a silly girl for trying to run away from all of your life problems and along with that you were a complete brat . You didn’t even know where you were going in your flimsy little outfit as your shoes hit the ground with each step you took . Frank was simply minding his own business trying to find a meal to rip apart and eat the flesh and bones of when he smelt something sweet . It was like sugar . . It made the poor man drool . He couldn’t control himself or anytime he turned into this “ beast ” to others he seemed like a normal rockstar but at night that’s when he changed into something vile so of course he distanced himself from everyone by hiding in nature . The chilly atmosphere made his senses tense up and he sniffed the air . He needed whatever it was , it was calling him . Stumbling through the forest he spotted you anxiously walking around in that little outfit of yours , a small skirt and a loose top showing your cleavage . You didn’t even get the chance to notice he was there until he pounced on you . You tried to push him off but it was no use , you were terrified yes but did it turn you on being manhandled by this . . Well thing ? also yes . You had no clue what he was you never thought werewolves could be real but here he was on top of you . He sniffed your neck before placing hot kisses up and down it along with leaving a few splatters of gooey drool . His hips were moving against yours already desperate to fuck you despite not having access just yet to your cunt . It was pathetic how he whined pressing his bulge against your already wet pussy like he was upset he didn’t understand how to get in it . “ c’mon lemme- ugh . s-so good . ” he growled , his possessiveness made you feel dizzy . . Finally with a quick motion he comprehended what to do out of shear desperation , he grabbed your skirt and tore it right off your sweet hips letting the fabric drop to the ground . It was the most erotic thing you’d seen in a while . Next was your panties , the frilly cute material didn’t even have a chance till they were ragged by his hands . Whatever was still in tact he picked up and pressed against his nose , they were so wet . . With his hunger still latched onto his brain he licked up what liquid was on the fabric before throwing it aside like a piece of trash . He fumbled with his grey jeans before bringing them down to his thighs and pulling his cock out . Your legs were shaking , you didn’t know if you were pervertedly terrified of him or the fact his fat cock was going to be inside you . You didn’t have enough time to choose your answer though , he was already rubbing the tip of his dick against your slit while growling like a dog . “ m-mine . ” he huffed out . Frank had never been so protective and possessive of a stranger but at this moment in time he’d let that slip . He needed you , all of you . “ you’re going to have my pups , yeah ? ” he said heavily before already shoving his tip in . The bastard was already leaking his pre cum in your hole where was this man’s manners ?! He held you close before shoving inch by inch into you . God he was thick , you could feel your hole opening up around him he was going to split you open ! Your body trembled from the amount of pleasure you were feeling and wrapped your legs around his waist not realizing this gave him the advantage to pound into you quicker and faster . He started slow before picking up his pace to something mean and aggressive . Your pussy leaked all around his cock but even then he was draining himself in you non stop . He was going to breed you till he couldn’t and he was going to fuck you till the sun came up .

His pelvis hit against your clit making his pubes rub against what was slightly opened of your vagina . By now with the amount of fucking you were doing you were waking up every animal in the goddamn woods . His calloused hand came down to your face and he shoved your head against the earth beneath you . “ gonna f-fill you the fuck u-up ! ” he panted . He was so rough and mean not even giving your pussy the chance to relax around him . “ w-wait you’re too - ” you couldn’t even finish your sentence as you drooled on the grassy ground from his cock hitting that charming g spot of yours . You wanted to have more control but you barely had any with how he pinned you down . With his hand over your face he was the boss in this situation and he was going to keep it that way . Your tits were soon to spill out of your top given how hostile he was . They bounced with each thrust he threw at your cunt , you wondered how your body was even putting up with all of this you were surely going to snap like a twig the moment you were too cock drunk to even realize he was too deep in you . You were about to cum when he stopped abruptly . “ h-hey ! ” you said with a pout while he pulled out of you . He shook his dick off right in front of your face like how an owner would tease their animal with a treat . That bastard seriously came in you without even letting you finish as well . . What was this asshole’s problem ! You pouted and looked away from him as he stood up taking his hold completely off of you . You didn’t even want to look at him because of how pissy he made you . You sat up when he bluntly pressed his dick against your pink blushed cheek . “ suck it . ” surely you wanted to bite it off now but did as he said . You wrapped your hand around it whilst giving the tip a few kitten licks to tease him . You wanted to make him feel like how he made you feel . . Well that didn’t end good for you . “ don’t fucking play with me . ” he barked and tangled his fist in your hair . “ fine ! ” you said with a pitiful whine trying to seem more dominant but failing miserably . He forced his cock in your mouth and guided your head on it . He said he needed you to clean him up but in reality he was doing this to humiliate you anyways he wasn’t quite done fucking that tight cunt of yours . Your eyes teared up and you stared up at him in annoyance . “ be glad you’re cute . ” he said before rolling his eyes . You gagged around him feeling every inch of his length and all of the veins decorating the inside of his skin . You sucked him off so good until he came on your tongue . “ don’t swallow yet . “ he said casually while pulling out of your mouth . You really wanted to , to fuck with him but you weren’t taking your chances having your pussy mauled by this damn beast . You stuck out your tongue to show him you followed his orders while having the milky white substance drip down to the back of your throat . “ good girl , now swallow . ” you complied and gulped it down , once more opening your mouth to show him proof that you did what he wanted . He smirked at you before picking you up and putting you over his shoulder . “ w-wait where are we going ! ” you yelped out . “ somewhere . ” he said with a smug attitude knowing damn well he was just going to fuck you over and over again .

[fartieromustdie]

hai twin very nervous to send a request but could i get some illi yuri dating headcannons permaybe?? freakilli? question mark ?? asks super nicely..

girlfriend!illi headcanons

summary: illi mcmilly is your beautiful and lovely and gorgeous and pretty and creepy and odd and amazing girlfriend

warnings: uhhh nothing cray cray just a little en es ef double u

authors note: thank you for 300 ^^ i haven’t written for illi in far too long, i need to write like a proper fic for her someday, i miss my lady 💔 also im so fucking sorry for just now getting to this, this ask is like two months old 😭 depression is an ass kicker!!!! i’m slowly getting back into it though, trust 🙏🏼 thank you for being so patient and thank you for requesting illi!!!! we need more you’s in this world

Girlfriend!illi who you meet at a mutual friend’s Halloween/birthday party where she spent half the night in a corner, ogling at you from afar. She was so focused, she didn’t realize how genuinely creepy she looked watching you like that. Picture her just standing in a corner, her vampire cloak covering her, her two hands gripping onto her drink, sipping occasionally, hazel eyes trailing your every movement, extra pale skin being illuminated even in the dark environment. And completely enamored by you. Like alright, girl, get your creep on, I guess. She could only stand and watch you for so long, though, before she eventually psyched herself up enough (aka took enough shots) to talk to you. Her words were slurred and awkwardly strung together while somehow being way too confident all at the same time. She’s so obvious, it’s painful, she might as well have had a giant neon sign above her that read “I’m so into you, please kiss me”.

Girlfriend!illi who you end up making out with that same night, upstairs in Frank’s bed #sorry, the kisses drunk and sloppy as your hands roam around under her vampire costume while hers tangle in your hair.

Girlfriend!illi who immediately decides you’re the one for her after you invite her out to a horror museum one night and play all her favorite music in the car on the way there. She hears The Rapture by Siouxsie and the Banshees come on and she’s in the passenger seat clenching her thighs together, mouth salivating anytime she looks over at you. You guys have known each other for about 2 weeks at this point and she’s already picturing the wedding.

Girlfriend!illi who is a blanket hog and has a mountain of plushies (mostly fugglers #YIPPE) on her bed.

Girlfriend!illi who gets all giddy when you take her shopping after your direct deposit hits. She drags you to all sorts of places, record stores, comic stores, antique shops. All of it. Her favorite, though, is Victoria Secret and Pink #obviously. She loves trying on lingerie for you in the dressing room and acting all coy while she twirls around in the pretty, frilly fabric, although her pink cheeks and blown out pupils give away that she’s actively fantasizing about you fucking her in the clothes later tonight.

Girlfriend!illi who’s the type to have a picture of you two framed on her nightstand, the frame being decorated in such a pretty, loving way while her fuckass ‘I Want To Believe’ poster sits right above it (#friendlyfire I, too, have that poster)

Girlfriend!illi who can’t do movie nights for the life of her. Not because she doesn’t enjoy it, she could watch paint dry with you and have the time of her life, but because you both prefer horror over anything else and Illi absolutely cannot help but get soaked anytime there’s some kind of horror flick playing. You’ve tried about 3 times now to have a Texas Chainsaw Massacre movie night and without fail, it ends with her straddling your thigh halfway through, hips rutting against it like a madwoman while she sucks on and moans into your neck.

Girlfriend!illi who teaches you all about D&D, her eyes lit up like a kid on Christmas when you first show an interest in it and all throughout her yap sesh about it. Girlfriend!illi who’s always talking about you, never failing to mention her ‘beautiful girlfriend’ whenever the opportunity presents itself #megahearteyesAlert Even if it hasn’t presented itself, she’ll sneak you into the convo somehow. She can’t keep your name out her mouth, she’s so in love. She has word vomit when it comes to you. Girlfriend!illi who’s convinced she’ll die if she doesn’t have her face stuffed between your legs multiple times a week. She loves taking her time, lapping at you over your underwear, the both of you soaking the fabric while her nose deeply inhales the scent like it’s the last time she’ll ever do it. She’s animalistic, almost, rubbing her face into you and getting it wet with your arousal, groaning at how good you smell while her fingers dig into your thighs in a weak attempt to anchor herself and not cream her pants on the spot. Later on, she shamelessly stuffs the wet underwear in her bag to take home with her. She’s the reason you have to buy new underwear so frequently, she never gives that shit back. It’s like a souvenir of sorts. Or a good luck charm, even. Whatever you wanna call it, she just likes being a pervert. Your pervert!

Girlfriend!illi who loves watching porn with you. She loves showing you all the freak shit she’s into, especially deeper into the relationship when she knows it’s a safe space. Sometimes it turns into her writhing sitting between your legs while you’re knuckles deep in her while other times it’s her providing commentary, talking about some ‘oh man, we should try that one’. Meanwhile, your head is tilted 90 degrees, trying to figure out how the fuck they even got into that position.

Girlfriend!illi who loves roleplay. Shes got an entire half of her closet dedicated to different costumes. She’s a sucker for playing nurse, it’s one of her favorites. #IHeartMedicalMalpractice She’s also probably into some murder shit. She finds stabbing erotic and romantic and is lowkey turned on by cannibalism. Give her a week and she’ll have you Oscar ready with all the roleplay she ropes you into.

Girlfriend!illi who humps her pillows and pretends it’s you, sometimes sending you a video of it when she’s extra lonely. She’s all pretty in the lingerie you bought her, the lighting in her room all romantical and shit while she fucks the stuffed fabric nice and slow, whimpering mindlessly about how much she wishes you were under her instead.

Girlfriend!illi who’s a big fan of bush

Girlfriend!illi who loves being the little spoon. She’ll move your hands sometimes and have them resting over her boobs, not even in a sexual way, she just likes how it feels. She loves how you feel and how warm you keep her at night. She loves everything about you and wishes that she could crawl into your skin and become one with you so you’d never have to separate. She’s really normal about you.

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[thattiredsock]

I feel like we don't talk about this enough

[valentinekilrr]

leathermouth frank please come back. i miss your stench.

[toneeitdown]

Only those who are pure of heart believe in bunny rabbit Frank Iero…

[venomssos]

gerard’s shoe box — basement!gerard x ftm!reader

this was requested by @stinky-ouppy ! loved writing this especially since it is different from other stuff i’ve written!! i love ya <3 ALSO, ignore how bad the title is..i had a hard time trying to figure out what to title this.

summary — you’re hanging out with mikey trying to find a movie to watch, mikey insisting to go to gerard’s room since he just got new movies. instead being met with a bunch of his nasty habits.

warnings — sub!gerard, dom!reader, dumifaction, sex toys, gerard dirty as hell, hand job (gee receiving), hooking up with mikey’s brother, no aftercare.

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you and mikey have been friends since middle school, you guys have math together and had been inseparable since that day. so, you knew the Way family pretty well.

so, you were always able to stay over for days on end and no one really bat an eye.

the whole way family had met you when you were in the beginning of your transition. and mikey always made it a point to correct anyone who didn’t use the terms you were comfortable with.

“mikey, you have no good movies.” you say as you rummage through his selection. all old slashers that you both had seen over 100 times.

mikey shrugged, too busy being involved in his comic. “go to gerard’s room, i think he just bought knew movies today. might have something we want.”

you groaned in annoyance.

not that you didn’t like gerard, you’ve known him for years too. it was just, he’s gone through this weird phase lately where he’s just, well dirty. from what mikey said he just kinda stays in his room all day and watch movies and create comics.

“fine.” sighing as you put up mikey’s dvds, grumbling to yourself as you make your way to the basement stairs.

you really don’t see gerard that much anymore since he almost never goes out. it just feels awkward for you. last time you really had a full conversation with him was maybe just over a month ago and that was when he came up to get a coffee from the kitchen.

before you even make it all the way down the stairs, you’re hit with a stench. causing you to stop walking, realizing it was from gerard’s room.

“fuck.” you clear your throat and decide to continue going down. “gerard?” you call out before making it all the way down.

you stop at the bottom of the stairs, seeing him in his bed as usual. he must be asleep? his room was littered with clothes, dirty dishes, the room reeked. swallowing thickly to prepare yourself.

“gerard.” you say again a little louder.

gerard flinches in his bed from your voice. giving it a moment before sitting up. “yeah?” he figured it was mikey at first until he blinked the rest of the sleep out of his eyes and noticed it was you. his breath stopping for a moment when he noticed how good you looked right now.

you rubbed the back of your neck, doing your best to not acknowledge the mess. “mikey said you got new movies,” noticing how gerard was just eyeing you up and down, a soft pink starting to glow over his cheeks. “do you mind if i go through them and pick one out for him and i.”

gerard threw the blanket off of him, going over to his box of movies. he didn’t even say a word at first. just handing you the box.

doing your best to control the expression on your face when he just handed you the entire box. “um, thanks.” trying to not look at the mess on the floor and making sure you didn’t step on anything. “you start a new comic?” you change the subject when you see his sketchbook out on his desk.

gerard just nodded.

not giving you much to work with, you instead just place the box on his desk and started to pick through what you and mikey might want to watch.

placing a few movies down that you think you and mikey want, your hand grazes a old tissue on his desk. wiping your hands on your shirt when you realize what it is. “dude.” you say a little louder than intended.

gerard snapping his head towards you. “what?” he finally speaks.

“do you like,” not exactly sure how to phrase it without sounding like an ass. “need help cleaning your room because theirs cum tissues on your desk.” you laugh to try and make a joke out of it.

that didn’t go to plan when you see gerard’s face flush. “i mean, i can do it myself.” gerard himself glancing at the mess. “plus, you and mikey wanted to watch a movie. wouldn’t wanna leave him waiting.” gerard gave a smile.

you gave a quiet ‘eh’ as you noticed how disgusting his room was the more you looked. “gee, it’s like really gross. just let me help? with both of us it shouldn’t take that long.”

gerard just kinda looked at you and then around his room again. he was insanely embarrassed that you wanted to help because he was worried what you would find while helping him clean. he knew his room was gross and mikey nor his parents came down here often. so he felt like he didn’t have to clean it much.

now, with you down here he realized how nasty he was.

“uh, sure, i mean if you want to help.” gerard said shyly. standing up to go grab a trash bag to be able to throw the trash in his room away.

you already started by placing the movie box where gerard had grabbed it and started with collecting all the dishes and placing them into one spot. reminding yourself to take those up to the sink when you’re done helping him.

you didn’t meant to embarrass gerard by mentioning this, it was just gross to you.

“you know, this is like, nasty dude.” all you saw was gerard nod. throwing a few tissues into the trash bag he brought down.

gerard tossed a few magazines into the trash. hoping you wouldn’t notice they were porno mags that he had kept near his bedside table. “yeah, it uh, wasn’t supposed to get like this.”

your lips formed into a line, not exactly sure how to respond. kneeling down onto the floor to clean the trash under his desk. seeing soda cans, paper towels, dirty paper plates.

taken back by gerard’s immediate insistence on cleaning under there instead. “hey, i can get that, let me do that, you can move over to the bedside table.”

“dude i’m already here let me get it.” you said over his rambling. dragging out a old shoe box he had under his table. assuming it was colored pencils or something art related because it was under his desk.

gerard kneeling next to you and quickly trying to grab it. but, when you got it first, you were very wrong on what it was.

instead, the box held a butt plug, different types of vibrators, porno mags and different kinds of lube.

all you could do was whisper a “what the hell.”

gerard was completely mortified that you had seen those. grabbing the box from your hands and acting as if he was trying to shield it away. “that’s why i was trying to get you to move!” he yelled.

taking back by his yelling, you scoffed. “gee, their was like 4 different vibrators in there and porn mags! and the box was sticky!” you yelled back. “that shit is disgusting! especially just keeping everything like this?”

embarrassment filled gerard face, but also starting to feel himself get turned on by how you were yelling at him. “i know, it’s gross i’m so sorry. i know this is insanely disgusting.”

starting to feel frustrated by the whole concept of wanting to help him clean up knowing he had this stuff just laying around, you rubbed your hand over your face. “gerard this is just gross. like, really nasty.” you stated again.

“i know, i know, just let me explain,” gerard started to ramble and talk over himself and you.

“i mean, is this all you do? dude have you even showered.” you didn’t mean to come off as rude.

gerard wasn’t able to control the boner in his pants now. completely turned on by how you were yelling at him about how disgusting he was. adjusting his boner so it wouldn’t be as noticeable.

that’s when your eyes widened in complete shock. “this is a fucking joke.”

gerard swallowed thickly. “just, i’m sorry i know this is gross.”

you stood up and dusted off whatever shit got stuck to your jeans. “just get on the bed.” you said firmly. and when he didn’t get up, you rolled your eyes. “bed. gerard.”

after that, he stood up quickly and got onto the bed. watching you grab the box and place it on the bed, pulling everything out. “this is practically glued together, you can’t even open it.” mumbling to yourself as you finally placed everything out.

gerard covered his boner with his hands. embarrassment completely filling him. “what are you doing.”

you didn’t answer his question, instead you looked at him and shrugged. “okay, pick out your favorite.” you pointed to the vibrators.

gerard bit his lip, suppressing a whimper that almost slipped. glancing at the different vibrators in front of him now. just easily picking the wand. clearly was the one he used a lot.

you put the other ones back into the box and tossing it onto the floor. “take off your pants.” your tone was firm and still frustrated even. but also now hot and bothered by the entire situation.

you leaned back as gerard slipped off his pajama pants. no underwear on as you figured, his dick completely hard and sitting against his stomach. taking it upon yourself to move his legs apart so you can settle between them.

“you know how gross this is, yeah?” your tone got quieter. running your hand along his inner thigh. grinning when his dick twitched from the touch.

“yeah.” he said through a weak whimper. watching the way your fingers ran up and down. a soft shudder going through him. “i’m so nasty.”

your lips turned upwards again. “just so nasty.” you repeated back. running a finger down his cock, just enough pressure to make his jaw slack.

you weren’t really aware of how gerard used his toys, so now you just kinda had to guess. turing it on to the lowest setting, you figured it was supposed then rest on his balls, right?

without giving a warning, you gently pressed it on his balls. bringing your hand to start to pump his needy cock that was already leaking pre-cum. “pathetic.”

gerard was already a whiney and whimpering mess. bucking and grinding his hips against the toy, giving his cock a soft squeeze that made him yelp. laughing a little to yourself.

“so disgusting, already ready to cum huh? just can’t hold it?” you teased. your tone dripping in degradation. “you’re gonna hold it. not until i say.”

“okay, i promise i can hold it.” he whimpered out.

you hummed and turned the vibrator on setting up. another whimper coming from gerard. “don’t even think about anything else, just think about how good this feels.”

moving the vibrator in light circles on his balls, letting gerard continue to just hump the air pretty much. you haven’t really added much pressure to his dick, still just giving him soft strokes.

you were able to tell gerard was getting closer by the sound of his whining. nonstop circling his hips. “there we go, come on.” you encouraged. turning it one more setting up.

“fuck, oh it feels so good.” his words weak and needy.

that was just enough to send gerard over the edge. gripping onto his bed sheets, trying his hardest to keep his moans quiet so mikey didn’t hear anything. seeing his cum shoot along his stomach.

once you’d seen his dick start to go limp, you turned off the toy and set it to the side. you didn’t bother wiping gerard up, just wiping your own hands up.

gerard was in a haze, trying his hardest to muster up something to say. though, you didn’t really give him a chance to say anything before you grabbed a movie out of the box and easily left the basement.

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[vamprswillnvrhurtu]

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-olderbf!frank iero x fem!reader

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summary:olderbf!frank where he pauses his reading just to take care of his clingy baby.

warnings:smut with plot,age gap,finger sucking,too many pet name use,size difference,unprotected sex,creampie,praise,daddy kink,barely aftercare

a/n:first time writing smut it was hard and idk if this is sucks T_T luv yall<3 enjoy it :p

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you woke up about two to three hours after falling asleep on your large living room couch while watching some random movie with frank. the first thing you noticed was that Frank wasn't next to you and you were wrapped super tightly in a soft blanket. you rubbed your eyes mumbling as you tried to figure out how long you’d been asleep.

slowly standing up you adjusted your black ruffled mini skirt. "frank?" you called out.

walking out of the living room you headed into the kitchen where the door leading to the backyard was open. sticking your head outside you spotted frank sitting in a wide chair out on the patio. frank slowly raised his head and smiled without putting down the book in his hand.

"hi baby, c'mere" he said patting his thigh.

passing by the jasmine bushes in the yard you reached frank and climbed into his lap. resting your head on his shoulder he immediately wrapped his arm around your waist and asked "you slept good huh?"

you nodded in agreement. as he gently stroked your hair he pressed a kiss against it realizing you were still half asleep.

"oh my angel" he chuckled softly.

"you can keep reading," you murmured keeping your head rested on his shoulder. with his hands playing with your hair he quietly went back to reading his book.

after a while, now completely awake you started playing with one of the chain around frank's neck. but frank kept reading as if you weren't even there. to get a little more of his attention you buried your face in his neck pressing a small kiss there. frank smirked at this but you kept acting clingy.

"frankie..." you mumbled.

"baby just let me finish the chapter okay?" he said. you pouted trying to be patient.

ten minutes passed. you’d been sitting in frank’s lap for about thirty minutes now. noticing that he’d already finished that chapter and moved on to the next one you wrapped your arms around his neck looking at him.

"frank i need some attention... please... i missed you" you said.

now Frank was ready to give you his full attention. he closed the book set it aside and pulled you even closer into his lap his hands tightening around your waist as he planted a soft kiss on the corner of your lips.

tucking a strand of hair away from your face he looked at you with utter adoration, fixing your brows, adjusting your hair and admiring your face as if he were falling right into you.

"i'm all yours now. what do you wanna do,hm?"

"can we go to bed?" you asked shyly.

frank chuckled at that. "but you literally just woke up baby."

"i didn't say I wanna sleep."

frank smirked leaving another kiss on your cheek and near the corner of your mouth. still holding you in his lap he slowly stood up carrying you effortlessly into the house as if you weighed nothing at all.

he headed toward the stairs to go upstairs. while on the stairs you fixed his hair with your hands clearly happy.

"you happy now, hm?" he asked with a chuckle.you nodded as he opened the bedroom door. "yeah of course i'm happy because my daddy is taking care of me now," you said.the smile on frank's face never faded as he pulled his tshirt off and tossed it aside. he gently sat you down on the edge of the bed and stood in front of you. holding the side of your chin with one hand he tilted your head up so you would look at him.

"yeah i'm gonna take care of my baby right now" he said softly slowly tracing his thumb over your lip. "open up for daddy."

you opened your mouth for him.

"yeah, just like this."

hou slowly sucked on his thumb while he nodded. then he signaled with his eyes for you to lie down on the bed and you obeyed.

he climbed onto the bed right after you. leaning over you he brushed the hair away from your face while you wrapped your arms around his neck. he started kissing you downward beginning from your neck while his hand lingered at the waistband of your skirt.

when he reached your tummy he murmured "i'm gonna take this off."

he slowly pulled your shirt up and over your head. you weren't wearing a bra which saved him some time. with his arms wrapped around your waist he began tracing his tongue over your right nipple the motion drawing soft sounds of pleasure from you.

"tell me how this feels baby?"

"it feels so good, daddy..."

when he finished giving attention to your breasts he slowly pulled your skirt down and tossed it to the side you were already soaking wet. he placed his hand over your wet cunt not moving it just yet. you pushed your hips up into his hand.

"tell me how much you love daddy."

you moaned "i love you so much, daddy... more than anything."

he kissed your tummy and you moaned as he slipped two fingers inside of you.your arms were still wrapped around his neck.

"fuck... look how wet you are" he said with a smirk. he stretched you while rubbing your clit with the same thumb you had sucked earlier leaving you still whining in pleasure.

he reached for his belt but struggled to unbuckle it with one hand. "can you untie it for me, bae?" he asked softly.

you unbuckled his belt with soft touches while he brought you right to the edge with just his fingers. to take off his jeans he slowly pulled his fingers out of you making you let out a muffled sound at the sudden feeling of emptiness. the outline of his already hard length was visible through his boxers.

"i'm sorry, baby," he apologized for the sudden empty feeling leaning down to keep kissing you slow and gently.

your hands held around his waist now, tugging at the waistband of his boxers.

"take it off" he said.

you did as he said released his throbbing cock and continued kissing him.

"you ready?" he asked between kisses. he never forgot to ask knowing how small and fragile you were he never wanted you to get hurt or be in a situation you didn't want.

you nodded in agreement and as he slowly entered you you both groaned. with both his arms at your sides and your arms around his neck frank moved in and out with rhythm that almost brought tears to your eyes.

"fuck... you feel so good baby this fucking cunt feels so good... i'm losing my mind every time i'm inside you."

"frank... please... please go f-faster..."

he did continuing to fuck you gently showering you with countless kisses. his cock was pressing so deep that you could feel and see the bulge on your tummy. he felt it when you clenched and squeezed around him, knowing you were close.

"i-i'm... close frank..."

"me too angel cum with me."

he pressed his forehead against yours as you felt his warm cum fill you up completely. you exhaled sharply and he stayed still inside you for a moment. as you breathed in and out rapidly he kissed your hair.

"you okay, baby?"

you nodded with a small, cute smile."there's my princess."

he pulled out slowly and said "let's clean you hm?"

you nodded and he wrapped his arms around you carrying you off to the shower.♡♡♡

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[vamprswillnvrhurtu]

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❦︎the only hope for me is you❦︎

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-fwb!frank iero x fem!reader

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summary:fwb!frank and reader getting high in bath trying to pretend they aren't deeply in love then fears turn to comfort when the truth finally spills out. ♡

warnings:angst,aftercare,hurt/comfort,drug use,weed,getting high,crying,fluff/comfort ending,fwb to lovers.

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frank reached for the faucet to turn on the water waiting for the tub to fill up.

you were lying on the bed while he was preparing some towels.the curtains fluttered in the evening wind.the air was fresh and relaxing making you appreciate the moment.feeling safe just being here with frank even though he might only see this as a physical need or something temporary. or maybe you were just overthinking and he felt the same way you did.unaware that you were both completely in love with each other for years just too terrified to ever say it out loud.when his voice called out and pulling you back to reality.

"hey,did you fall asleep?" you stood up and went to the bathroom.his bathroom was always cold as hell but it felt warm now because of the steaming tub. "get in i'll be there in a second" he said."where are you-" but he had already left.you didn't think too much about it and just got into the tub.

the water was neither too cold or too hot just the way you love.after five minutes he returned with a joint and a lighter in his hand.he winked at you making you both giggle at the same time.he climbed into the tub and the two of you sat facing each other.the tub wasn't that big you were pressed close together.

he handed you the lighter and placed the joint between his lips."light it." you leaned in a little closer and did what he said. "good girl." he smirked before taking a deep drag.

your body was completely submerged in the water with only your head resting above the thick layer of foam which smelled like cinnamon from the body wash you always use when you stay here.he took another hit from the joint held out his hand to your cheek blew the smoke directly against your lips.

that made your stomach flip.he looked so much calmer than you especially since you were spiraling inside.knowing you'd have to go back home soon made you feel like you were going to throw up and the heavy realization that he wasn't yours made your breath hitch and your eyes shiny.he handed the joint to you.you took a small drag.

he pushed a strang of your hair behind your ear "you're quiet tonight" he said. "i'm just tired" you answered in soft exhausted voice.

it was a lie and he knew it.he knew you better than anyone.he could tell something was wrong but he didnt want to press the issue or make you feel more anxious "yeah,i can see that baby" he chuckled softly "wanna stay over tonight?".he started washing your hair with his big tattooed hands you felt relax just a little and nodded.neither of you said another word until the joint was completely finished.

the two of you stayed in the tub a little bit longer.his wet hair was pushed back and he looked so cute like that.you couldn't help the blush spreading across your cheeks.you tried not to look at him because your eyes were still glassy and wet.you wanted to believe it was just because you were high but he could tell you weren't feeling good. he gently took your hands. "hey pretty" he said his voice laced with worry. "is there something you want to tell me?"

"i said i'm tired frank." another lie. he couldn't understand why you were playing it off but he didnt press further. "well,let's get out. but i'm not gonna fucking leave you alone until you tell me what the fuck is wrong."

he got out of the tub and wrapped a towel around his waist then wrapped another towel around you.the two of you walked into his bedroom.he slipped on a pair of boxers first while you waited for him to give you something to wear.he grabbed a black shirt and a pair of boxers for you helping you put them on.once you were dressed in his clothes he pressed a gentle kiss to your cheek. he lit an another cigarette while you sat edge of the bed combing your hair.

he was sitting other edge of the bed smoking looking out of the window.you talked softly"frank?"

he turned his head toward you "yeah?"

"are you mad at me?"

he tossed the cigarette out the window and kneeled on the floor in front of you. "no. not even a little. but i can tell something's wrong.i can't fix it if you're not gonna tell me baby."

you were about to cry now. "frank i'm just...i..i'm"

he cupped your face in his hands. "just tell me what's wrong.have i ever failed to figure things out whenever you needed me to?"

you tried to answer but looking at him felt almost impossible. he pulled you into his chest rubbing your back and stroking your hair.

"i just wanna...i just wanna know if we're doing something...temporary or..." you couldn't even finish the sentence but he instantly understood what you were trying to say. "hey,hey" he murmured softly. "i never wanted this shit to be temporary."

you gripped the hem of your shirt now practically sitting on his lap as you curled into him. "but how long are we gonna keep just fucking like this and...shit..." you broke down crying softly against him.

he rubbed your back again "can't you see that...can't you fucking see that I love you?"

his chest aching"i'm sorry.i'm so fucking sorry.i thought...fuck,i love you too baby you don't know how much you mean to me.i just didn't wanna fuck everything up and lose you"

you curled into him even closer and he held you as tight as he possibly could. he kissed your hair,your,forehead and every inch of your face whispering apologies between each kiss. "i'm sorry... i'm so sorry... i love you."

he could tell you were getting sleepy, completely exhausted from the sex,being high and crying your heart out. still holding you in his arms he shifted so he could lay you down properly. "frank..." you murmured softly.

"shh shh i'm here" he whispered, carefully laying you on the bed before sliding in right beside you. he pulled you close until your forehead was pressed against his chest resting his head on top of yours. "i'm never gonna leave you... i promise. i promise we'll be together forever."

you exhaled let him hold you close knowing it was exactly what you both needed. wrapped up in his old-ass sheets, you finally fell asleep in complete peace for the first time in months.

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𝐺etting kidnapped by four lesbian cultist who absolutely adore and love you . . .

[vamprswillnvrhurtu]

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