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dailyfrank · 4 months
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littleststarfighter · 3 months
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“He thinks I have stigmata,” Frank said, because what the fucking hell, it couldn’t get any worse. He might as well just lay it out.
“Oh, well,” said Brian into his hands. “Of course.”
A piece I did right after reading Unholyverse by Bexless. It's an absolutely brilliant fic where Frank starts to develop stigmata and needs help. That comes in the form of Mikey's brother Gerard who is not only hot, but a Priest. It's wonderfully written and the religious discussions (okay arguments as Frank isn’t having it) are fascinating, and I say that as an Atheist. But most of all it's the delicious slow burn, hurt/comfort and pinning that develops over the series that dragged me in. To me those are my Kryptonite.
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w3mb13r · 2 months
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if u ever see something of mine and go "hmm... that's cringe" i'll have u know this is how i spent half my childhood
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lethalattracti0n · 5 months
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art creds to @/mcrisud22 on twitter!!
this is just,, very LA coded to me… especially for the most recent chapter
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19emma75 · 5 months
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“Seriously? Are you that arrogant? Or just that deluded? Do you think for one second that you have anything to offer a man who knows what it is to love the face of God?”
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elektramustdie · 3 months
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had this in mind for awhile.
warnings - rough. unprotected. overstimulation. dacryphila.
A hot tear rolls down your cheek. You’ve never had him like this before. This hard. This rough. Frank has always been careful with you, but tonight, you asked him not to be. Looked up at him through your lashes and asked him to ruin you, as you’d put it.
And well, you’re getting what you asked for.
“You okay, pretty?” He says, gripping your hips hard as he pushes into you, hips landing flush against your ass. It’s a rhetorical question. he knows you’re enjoying this. He only made you repeat the safe word close to a dozen times before pinning you onto the bed and having his way with you. “This what you wanted?”
Your hands clutch onto the bedsheets for life, head impossibly hazy from how Frank has utterly abused your cunt for the past thirty minutes. Swiping over your clit with his thumb and pulling away when your thighs start to shake. Rutting into you hard and fast, but never keeping up the pace enough for you to climax.
It’s pain and it’s torture, but fuck it feels good. 
He wraps a hand around one of your thighs, pushing it over his shoulder, eliciting a broken whine from you. He’s buried deeper inside you now, somehow. Stuffed like you’ve never known.
“N-Need to cum, Frankie” You look up at him, glossy eyed and pouting. “Please.”
“You’ll get to cum,” He grunts simply, lifting a hand to push some hair away from your face, his thumb tenderly stroking your temple. “You’re— fuck. You’re gorgeous like this.”
Truthfully, Frank wasn’t totally convinced by the idea. Fucking you until you cried, until you begged. But you’re clenching tightly around him, making the most wonderful sounds… you’re ruined. Ruined beautifully by the pleasure only he can grant you.
His free hand moves so he’s thumbing at your clit again, and you cry out at the pleasure shooting through your core. One of your hands moves from the sheets to clutch at his shoulder, but Frank is quick to envelop it in his own, lacing his fingers with yours and pushing your hand back against the pillow. You’re sure you’re squeezing it uncomfortably tight, but if you are, Frank doesn’t mention it.
And fuck, you’re crying again. You’re overwhelmed and overstimulated but somehow none of it is enough, your orgasm impending yet too far away with the game Frank seems to be playing.
This is what you wanted, after all. And well, you’re not complaining.
Upon seeing your cheeks wet and your eyes wide and blinking away tears,Frank leans down, never slowing his torturous ruts into your cunt as he presses his lips to the salty liquid on your skin.
“You’re taking this— mm, so well…” He utters against your cheek, hissing as you tighten around him. “So pretty getting fucked like this.” 
His lips are soft and comforting, along with the hand that’s squeezing yours in reassurance.
When your eyes meet his, they’re heavy and dark. Plagued with desire and a thirst for your pleasure.
You don’t think this is the last time you’ll have Frank like this. It’s a thrilling thought.
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ierofangz · 18 days
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Oh i’m ill
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abrandnewshadow · 2 months
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@mcrfanfic-screenshots
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franthonyofficial · 15 days
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xxc4rt3rxx · 1 year
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I will never get sick of danger days . Literally the wealth of fan content is so vast. Danger days girlies keep winning . Anyways what were your killjoys ocs named.
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anystalker707 · 9 months
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.worship.
Pairings: Gerard Way x [gender neutral/afab] Reader Frank Iero x [gender neutral/afab] Reader Word count: ~ 700 [G.W.] - 600 [F.I.] Genre: Drabble / Smut / Fluff Summary: His adoration for your body is unquestionable. Kind of content: Chubby Reader / Praising / Dom-Sub undertones / Sub Reader / Body worship not proofreader
requested by anon ["heya, first time asking for smthn like this but do you do any fanfictions for plus size / chubby readers? If you do could you do a sub female plus size reader with Gerard way or Frank iero? Smthn slow and loving? (Smut)"]
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Gerard would often get lost in thoughts while staring at your thighs, even before you even got together. You would often catch him looking at your thighs—even more when they were flat against some surface—, with that dumb face, and he always did that shitty poor job whenever someone confronted him about it. After you two got together, he simply pretended that never happened.
Gerard would always buy you the best clothes that made your curves stand out. He would always have that dumb look on his face while observing you trying on the clothes he bought you. Pampering you would quickly become a habit. Seeing you in those pretty clothes, even more, the lingerie and thigh highs… He needed to see you in those, to touch you and tell you how pretty you were. Sometimes, it just resumed itself to admiring, really, sitting on his lap while his hands ran along your curves, and he pressed kisses to your neck while whispering sweet words.
Gerard sometimes couldn’t handle how hot you looked and would take you away for a fuck. He needed to have you under him—or on top of him, even. All that mattered was being able to have a good view of your body. Something about the way the skin sank under his fingertips every time he held onto your thighs, hips, or waist was just so heavenly. Or breasts— Fuck, the way he would hold them while you rode him. He loved the squish, the way it felt, the way it looked.
Gerard also loved sinking his teeth into your skin, sucking and biting marks into it because just observing wasn’t enough. He needed even more of you. He would not hesitate to nibble your thighs and hips whenever he had the chance, seeming all proud of his job when he took a look at it later.
Gerard would gladly die smothered by your thighs. Having his head between your thighs was absolutely one of the things he loved the most, having the soft and plump skin he loved so much around his head while he pleased you.
          Gerard’s hands slipped between your thighs, while one of his arms wrapped around your torso for support; meanwhile, one of your hands wrapped around his shoulders and the other around his wrist.
“God, you’re so hot like this, baby…” His breath was hot against your skin, forehead pressed to your temple while he kept speaking those sweet nothings. The words alone were enough to make arousal stir in the bottom of your stomach, even more with how his hand moved between your legs.
A couple of fingers teased your clit, rubbing slow circles into it. Gerard loved the way your breath would get caught in your throat, making broken whimpers escape your lips while you hopelessly tried to move your hips against his hand. Useless, by the way. He just wouldn’t change the pace of his fingers. He wanted to enjoy every second the most, savoring the moment completely, even if all he had at the moment was a neglected cock stuck inside uncomfortable tight pants. The most he would have, from time to time, was the way your thighs would rub against it whenever you squirmed.
Those thighs, fuck. They looked so pretty flat against Gerard’s like that. He really couldn’t help himself.
Occasionally, Gerard’s fingers would actually slip into your pussy—he would collect some of the wetness to help his fingers glide against your puffy clit even easier, making the motions so delicious.
“Gerard,” you choked out his name, trying to plead for him to finally let you cum.
“Shh,” Gerard soothed. He could sense your thighs pressing together a little too much, your hips too unquiet, so he gave you a pause once again. He could keep going like that, wanting to see how far you could go until you either became a complete mess or came with the slightest touch.
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Frank maybe—just maybe—loved your chubbiness a little too much. He wouldn’t admit it, constantly stuttering excuses and looking away while his face burned red, but you knew too well that he enjoyed the way your bottoms sometimes sank into your skin and made the skin muffin a little.
Frank, whose hands always found their way to your thighs whenever you sat on his lap or had your legs over his. He would hold and squeeze your thighs, sometimes absentmindedly, as if they were his to use as he pleased whenever he wanted to.
Frank would always hold onto your hips while you kissed, letting his fingers sink into it. Sometimes, he would even rub circles into your hips. It all started when he would occasionally pull you closer by your hips, then he started squeezing them out of curiosity before it grew into a habit.
Frank loved just resting his head on your tummy while you lay in bed or on the couch. He would just rest his head there and, sometimes, slip your shirt up a little bit, so he could give your tummy tiny kisses.
Frank would always bite his lip and groan softly whenever you started taking off your clothes, sometimes muttering about how hot you were. His hands would immediately roam over your body at any given opportunity. His hands would grope everywhere he could, going down your ass to hold there while you made out or while you rode him.
          “Frank,” you whispered. Those little kisses on the exposed slice of the skin of your torso were starting to lose their innocence. You took a little too long to notice—you were immersed in the book you had in hand, lying on the couch while Frank lay his head on your torso like he usually did. “Frank,” you said again, with a firmer tone.
A groan came in response from Frank. He said nothing, of course. If anything, he only got bolder. His kisses went until the waistband of your shorts, where he had to take a pause while his fingers wrapped around it and slowly started pulling it down.
A shaky breath escaped your lips.
“Mm, Frank, I’m—”
“Your book can wait,” he said simply as he just took your shorts off.
Who even were you to argue? A sigh escaped your lips as you put the book away and spread your legs open to give Frank more access.
Frank’s lips kept peppering kisses all over your tummy and hips, worshiping them way more than he would admit he enjoyed. He nibbled a little down your hip, making you gasp and instinctively buck your hips forward. Damn.
“What are you so hot for…” Frank grumbled among other things, making your face heat up while you tried to sit still for him. His hands held onto your thighs, letting his fingers sink into them while his lips made their way down until the feeling of him mouthing your pussy through your underwear made you squirm again. “Easy,” Frank said with a gentle squeeze on your thighs. It took you a little effort, but you did your best to sit still as his mouth pressed to you through your underwear, only starting the teasing.
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thepunkmuppet · 30 days
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guys should I read unholyverse
can’t deal with rpf but it kind of just sounds like one of those things where it’s a complete au, so it’s almost just like using the people as actors in a way?? is that the vibe?? because I might be convinced to fw that if the plot is good, because yeah the concept sounds really really interesting (and I’m in love with gerard obviously)
I don’t do smut tbh but like I’ll read it if again the plot and writing is good, might make me feel funky bc of the rpf aspect though. anyway people who’ve read it, what do you think?? it must be good to have developed a fandom of its own.
oh also I don’t know shit about fall out boy like at all lmfao so there’s that, I want to get into them though 🤷‍♂️
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allegg · 22 days
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Frank getting mentally prepared for stigmata
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lethalattracti0n · 5 months
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Lethal Attraction Frank
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19emma75 · 10 months
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my fav frerard fics
Ok so here’s my grank fic rec list!! I’ve put links to each fic on ao3 for easy access + most if not all have nsfw/explicit elements so be warned!! I’ve written afew tags next to each one so u get an idea but no spoilers ok here we gooo
⭐️ = fav of all time/must read
- The Best Part of My Day by pixie_revolver - office co-workers au
- ⭐️pinkish by antspaul - kid fic, fake relationship to lovers
- Black Market Blood by autoschediastic - short vamp!gee/human!frank
- ⭐️The Mess We've Made by ViciousVenin - pencey era frank, strangers to lovers, angst with happy ending
- Life as a Process by ViciousVenin - fav vamp!gee fic, college roommates au
- Happy Together by MorningGloryxxx - focus on mental health/lgbt themes/addiction, eventual happy ending
- A Splitting Of The Mind by Shoved2agree - yall already know, cw for heavy mental health focus
- Unwanted Thoughts by ViciousVenin - touring, pining, friends to lovers
- Skin of the Canvas by sinsense - art school/nude model au
- ⭐️Unholyverse trilogy by Bexless - holy grail of fics, priest!gee, demons, stigmata (you've probably already read this ik)
- ⭐️The Anatomy of a Fall by novembersmith - supernatural, high school au
- ''that was easy'' by metaleaterz - 'the staples fic', they just work at staples and its cute ok
- another superstition by metaleaterz - friends to lovers houseflipping au
- ⭐️Crossed Out by Haze - time travel and blood magic!! so incredible it should be made into a tv show umbrella academy style
- ⭐️In a Column of Lights by xobarriers - entomologist!gee/director!frank, SO wholesome and sweet and lovely
- Did You Miss Me? Cause I Missed You by LiberXI - wholesome/funny/smutty friends to lovers college au
- ⭐️Nothing Above Nothing Below by LiberXI - pencey era strangers to lovers with a supernatural twist, LOVE the writing style sm
- You Will Leave a Mark by brooklinegirl - short but intense pencey era strangers to lovers
- rough ‘round the edges by starryfrens - sick fic with gee as frank’s caregiver, heavy and heartwarming
- Living on a prayer by beforethesungoesdown, Kitoko_kun - priest x priest with expected amounts of catholic guilt and pining
- Before The Second Show by CharredLips - sweet + fluffy bullets era mutual pining
- ⭐️Wishing You Were a Ghost by pixie_revolver - “right person wrong time”, angst with happy ending, heartbreaking but amazing
- ⭐️Kinktober 2023 by insusurro - all parts set in the same universe, surprisingly heartwarming for the subject matter, great characterisation
- ⭐️Moth to Flame (or Whatever) by onceuponamoon - insanely perfect florist au
- Companion by onceuponamoon - workplace au (carer/office worker)
- Buy Handmade + Bread and Butter by jjtaylor - adorable artist/baker au
- ⭐️Paris!Verse trilogy by vesna - artist gerard/record label owner frank, INSANELY good characterisation, so beautiful and emotional
- Time Travel ‘verse by ladyfoxxx - funpoison/frankghoul/rrr time travel shenanigans, amazing and kind of heartbreaking
- Christmas Miracle by insusurro - wholesome and festive teacher au
- Choosing My Confessions series by pixie_revolver - kinky/wholesome priest au
- a constant record of disillusion by drapnel - non au realistic pre-bullets to post-summer sonic ‘04, heavy so read tags
- All Through The Night by LiberXI - bullets era meet cute
- ⭐️The Horror That I’m In by pixie_revolver - paramour estate, paranormal activity, frank goes through the horrors, angst with happy ending
updating periodically so keep an eye out <3
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elektramustdie · 6 months
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𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰
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summary- frank gets jealous that you were making out with gerard.
he has you on the sink counter, your legs wrapped around his waist, and he’s fucking into you all rough and fast. his hand is squeezing your throat, not hard, but enough for you to really feel it. his other hand is placed on your lower back to keep you still. you didn’t know what had gotten into him, but you weren’t about to complain. you loved it when frank was like this with you. when he fucked you so hard you can feel it for days, are left with bruises and marks from his spanks, hickeys, and scratches.
you couldn’t possibly know the only reason frank dragged you from gerard’s kitchen into the downstairs bathroom was because he couldn’t stand to watch you make out with gerard. seeing you grip gerard’s hair, roll your hips against him, trail your hands down his chest, all of the same things you do with him, caused him to feel something he had never felt before.
he fucked you with the sole intent on making you forget about gerard’s existence.
his hips were angled so that the tip of his cock pressed against your sweet spot with precision. you cried out his name, your face twisting in pleasure with each, perfect thrust.
you get swept up in the moment. in the way he’s making you feel so. damn. good. your moans get louder, higher in pitch, and frank knows you’re so close to cumming.
“say my name, baby,” he groans, glancing down to watch his cock slide in and out of your soaked pussy. “shit…let everyone know who..mm..fucks you this good.”
you don’t give it a second thought.
his name falls from your lips repeatedly. you’re entirely consumed by him. his touch, his lips on your heated skin, his cologne, the way his cock stretches you out, his hair falling over your face.
the white, hot pressure from your orgasm hurls through you and you cum the hardest you think you ever have.
Frank grins wickedly as he watches you unravel for him. your cunt squeezes his cock so tightly that it triggers his own release. he groans loudly, gripping your hips so tight you know you’re gonna have bruises in the morning.
it takes you both a while to come down. you’re panting and utterly wrecked from the intensity of it all.
“what was that all about?” you ask breathlessly when you’re able to finally think semi-straight.
frank closes his eyes, willing himself to calm down his own breathing enough to answer you.
instead of telling you the truth, ‘i didn’t like you making out with gerard’, he says with a non-chalant shrug, “got horny and needed someone to fuck.”
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