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#thinking about nurse gerard
idlyingabout · 8 months
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fenstyx · 4 months
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oh nurse gerard how i miss you
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us3rl3m · 2 months
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Happy mothers day to nurse gerard, the mother of all time <3
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thepunkmuppet · 18 days
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“surrender the night” from conventional weapons i think is actually about a car crash?? maybe??? but i just imagine gerard’s nurse character desperately and determinedly driving someone they love who tried to commit su*c*de to hospital in an ambulance and trying to save them
idk man that’s probably not the idea behind it but it’s what i imagine while listening to the lyrics. seriously read the lyrics!! in my mind i can just see this person, desperate and angry and full of so many emotions trying to save their friend who doesn’t want to be saved.
“and i’ll watch you while you sleep
you can fight this all you want
but tonight belongs to me”
i can picture the music video so clearly. bonus points if the person who needs to be saved is ghost of you soldier mikey and she’s imagining that he came back from war and hurt himself because of his trauma (because as awful as that is it means she would actually be able to save him)
yk because it’s a vintage war nurse uniform that he wore at the concert?? and there’s lore??? music video lore?? okay yeah i’ll see myself out this post is probably completely incomprehensible
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concatenationart · 2 years
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Someone get me to the doctor!
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acaesic · 16 days
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if yapping in the tags were a job id be jeff bezos
#does that make any sense?#i feel like the words im saying come out extremely convoluted to anyone who isnt me#cause in my brain#i like will re-say sentences without thinking about the previous sentence and how they mesh together#OH YEAH and then i dont provide context for how i got to that thought#so ill say one thing and then the next thing will like sound out of left field almost i think#anyway i really wanna draw gerard way but i cant decide on an image and its so !?!?#AUGH. do i draw nurse gerard or ….. i forgot the word? accountant??? gerard? whatever#or one of the ones where theyre covered in blood which is a lot of them#OOH AND. i really fucking wanna draw 2ourdust pete and soul punk patrick when he had the red suit and the devil horns#BUT I CANT !!!! number one i cant find just the right image of pete to draw and THERES MAYBE 5 DEVIL PATRICK IMAGES#so i was thinking i could just improvise like how i did with my idiots of oz art? and just draw a sp patrick image but colour his suit red#and draw some cartoonish 2D devil horns on instead#idk. anyway#im hoping to draw today . it might happen#ALSO ALSO ALSO!!!! i got vip for my idkhow concert next week :)#HAGSHSNANGSHFNKSLSJHSBCJDNSNSGSBFNJZBXNXKSLFKFBHSGSHFHGAGSHENSHSHSUGSHSBCHZHDKDLSHGDNAGSGSBFNKZHXNDJAGSHDJALSLJFHDNSJFKZBSHGAHSJFKFNDMXMCKF#IM SO FUCKING EXCITED ABOUT THAT#AUGH!!!!!! i also really wanted to draw dallon but if im being honest. im getting so sick of his face#i run a daily dallon blog i have like 8000 images of him ive drawn him 15 dozen times im TIRED!!!!!!!#so yeah. what was this post about again?#chase said something alright
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dogsofsorrow · 2 years
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I’m sorry but I can’t stop thinking about “and you don’t go on a trip that big without packing stuff unless there’s a reason you think you’re not coming back” to now wearing multiple, well thought out, very intentional, Custom Designed outfits frequently enough that their audience anticipates them
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belligerentbagel · 2 years
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my chemical romance plays in twelve minutes 
adding my quiet contribution towards manifesting another Gender tonight 
#listen. liSTEN. they are less than five miles away from me and i am just deriving faint comfort from knowing we are in (almost) same zipcode#i could bike to the festival location right now 😶#i've been lowkey in MCR SUBMERSION over the last .......month and a half? oh my god.#SO. i never got into them when they were first active! and i'm kind of. half-grateful for that? because WOW that might have been-#-an entirely different person; if my first DEEP musical obsession had 1) occurred in middle/high school instead of college; and#2) had not been david bowie (though in a satisfying roundabout; the glam rock elements of TBP that i REALLY enjoy are inspired by bowie)#draws#my chemical romance#mcr#the cheerleader outfit in tennessee was honestly what got mcr back into my consciousness as 'huh; isn't that the black parade band?'#and then the NURSE outfit gave me a solid two weeks of (・・;)#and then i listened to the entirety of TBP seVERal times and then foundations of decay (!!!!! it is SO GOOD w h a t) and then#spent another week thinking about aging and how your hopes and dreams change their form over the passage of years#thought about the endless cheerful vitality of the behind-the-scenes clips from the black parade music video#and all that potential; and all they DID accomplish (and have continued to accomplish)#and what it means to still be a rock star at this age#but beyond the memey ''tumblr (YOU INCLUDED) is having carnal thoughts about a 45-y.o. dad''; the part that has been striking s o hard is#the gender exultation every time#the way it lights up the stage; the way the fandom falls over itself and curls up and cries with joy#gerard way i hope you are so so happy
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ectospasms · 2 years
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I need nurse Gerard to sweetly comfort me while amputating my leg on the battlefield
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looktoyourkingdomz · 2 years
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sometimes im like i am normal. i'm normal. and then a hyperfixation will grab me so hard i feel unwell. anyway it's been exactly two weeks since i did anything in my free time that didn't involve mcr in some way
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ieropski · 1 year
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stickersaints · 1 year
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thinking about her (gerard’s nurse hat barrettes)
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mcroutfits · 4 months
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8.5/10 let us die gerard im down my knees praying for mercy. comfy summer jean jumper dress, goes well with the blue flat sneakers too, in my fantasies id add an strawberry patch or a bow somewhere but id spiral into madness at the same time
[edit: now, I did a bit more research about what this costume could probably mean or even how it could relationate to the concept of mcr5.
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So here we go, this mason girl fit, including the first lady, nurse, teacher and cheerleader ones, belong to these archetypes of women who stands and develop behind a man, the cult leader, the president, the doctor, the principal or the guy who chases the cheerleader love but gets rejected respectively.
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I thought I already understood what mcr5 was supposedly about, a man/soldier/vampire who is the only one to survive in some kinda modern war, ends up in literal vampire mansion and all these costumes where from other vampires who lived there blah blah blah. But now I'm so fucking concerned and I started to think about how these women's archetypes who develop some kinda power in a socially accepted way are THERE (??)
He is trying to portray committing crimes because of being brainwash by an authority?? (in this case would be Charles Manson) Is he comparing it to a soldier sent to war to "serve" his country?? But what about the other female archetypes?? It can't be this simple analogy there should be something more... or simply My Chemical Romance is sick and they all need a psychiatrist appointment which I'm gratefully going to get for them.]
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all2angels · 15 days
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need nurse!Gerard to make me cum multiple times a day bcuz it's "healthy" for my heart
tw: gaslighting, non-con, overstim, FALSE SAFEWORD, medical kink, restraints
no because it's her solution for EVERYTHINGGG!! headache? feeling weak? anything at all hurts? an orgasm WILL fix that!
gerard knew she'd be too powerful if he wore his latex gloves w/ the nurse outfit but there isn't a day i don't think about it. i need nurse gerard to touch me with her gloves.
she'd probably have a whole schedule too of when she's gon' make you cum i think that's cute. i need her so bad it's not funny
she'd be so gentle, trying to convince you that it will make you feel better and will relief any type of pain you have. and if you try to refuse, she doesn't not take 'no' for an answer. nurse gerard will start to get a little aggressive, the narrative changing from "this is an option, if you want" to "you need this."
and she'll get you on that bed thing that holds your legs up wide and the straps for your wrist, (ive always had a kink w this specific medical equipment...) and she'll edge you with different types of toys and vibrators until you cum and she makes you cum multiple times, even when you're begging to stop and using you supposed 'safeword', she doesn't listen and keeps going, telling you that your nurse knows better than you do, and she'll stop when she thinks you've had enough.
but she's very gentle with aftercare, cleaning you up nicely and carrying you back to your room with a kiss to the cheek.
i need her so fuckinf bad yall
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My Creepypasta but The Magnus Archives style AU
Okay so this is an old AU that I would like to explain and write, but my street cat is currently sick and he's requeiring all my time and energy and that's okay!
There'll be only character roles and AU explainations in this post.
Character roles and which TMA character they match;
Judge Angels//Alice "Daisy" Tonner, Police officer called upon to deal with paranormal cases
Nurse Ann//Annabelle Cane, Avatar of The Web
Zero//Basira Hussain, Police officer called upon to deal with paranormal cases
Vladimir and Zachary//Breekon and Hope, Mysterious deliverymen and servants of The Stranger
Slenderman//Elias Bouchard , Head of The Magnus Institute
Mary Vaughn//Georgie Barker, "Host of the What The Ghost?" podcast
Ben Drowned//Gerard Keay, Mary Keay’s son and acquaintance of Gertrude Robinson
Rouge//Gertrude Robinson , Former head archivist of The Magnus Institute
Nina The Killer//Helen Richardson, Real estate agent merged with the Distortion
Lulu//Jane Prentiss, Avatar of The Corruption
Masky//Jonathan Sims, Head archivist of The Magnus Institute
Clockwork//Julia Montauk, Hunter and daughter of Robert Montauk
Homicidal Liu//Jurgen Leitner, Collector of paranormal books
Hoodie//Martin Blackwood, Archival assistant at The Magnus Institute
Jane The Killer//Melanie King, Proprietor of the "Ghost Hunt UK" Youtube Channel
Laughing Jack//Michael Shelley, Gertrude Robinson's assistant who was merged with The Distortion
Laughing Jill//Nikola Orsinov, Plastic mannequin created from Joseph Grimaldi
Zalgo//Peter Lukas, Avatar of The Lonely and captain of the Tundra
Kate The Chaser//Sasha James, Archival assistant at The Magnus Institute
Trendderman//Simon Fairchild , Avatar of The Vast(edit:he's changed from Offenderman to Trenderman)
Ticci Toby//Timothy Stoker, Archival assistant at The Magnus Institute
Eyeless Jack//Trevor Herbert, Self-proclaimed vampire hunter
Notes;
-Creepypasta characters, which are the equivalent of The Magnus Archives characters, were selected without caring about gender and the character whose personality is the most similar with TMA role was replaced with creepypasta character.
-The terms like The Stranger, The Vast, The Spiral, The Buried and blah blah and being an avatar etc. will be explained in future as in the podcast.
-Although I'm trying not to go out of personality to a large extent, there will be many things that do not fit because this is a completely different universe.
-Most of the Creepypasta characters are not killers, and some external appearance features have been arranged accordingly. If you don't like it, you don't need to read it because it's an AU. It's that simple.
-This AU is set in London, just like the podcast.
-If there is a thing that you are uncomfortable with, just don't read it. TMA is a podcast series full of really interesting horror stories, and if you're feeling uncomfortable, it's quite normal but please don't push yourself too much.
- All statements in the 200 episodes will not be mentioned in this AU. Only as much of it as will help you understand the AU will be edited into the AU.
-The dialogue is not exactly the same as in the podcast, because it will vary depending on the characters, but the critical scenes may be the same.
-I think that's it, have fun.
-And for you to have a better idea, The Magnus Archives description;
"The Magnus Archives is a weekly horror fiction anthology podcast examining what lurks in the archives of the Magnus Institute, an organisation dedicated to researching the esoteric and the weird. Join new head archivist Jonathan Sims as he attempts to bring a seemingly neglected collection of supernatural statements up to date, converting them to audio and supplementing them with follow-up work from his small but dedicated team.
Individually, they are unsettling. Together they begin to form a picture that is truly horrifying because as they look into the depths of the archives, something starts to look back…"
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novasintheroom · 2 months
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065. Responsible
♡ Pairing - Vash x Reader
♡ Word count - 1.3k
♡ Warnings - none
Part of the 150 Bullets drabble series on AO3
Part 1 ---- Part 2 ---- Part 3 (you are here!) ---- Part 4
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It doesn’t take long for the cult to fall back. Especially when they’re greeted with tens of guns pointed at them. They’re more known in these parts than Vash thought; Gerard’s Way is no fan of their neighbor. The town takes you and Vash in immediately, directing him to the local doctor and nurse. They’ve dealt with ‘runaways’ from the cult before, too.
Vash carries you into the doctor’s office, and it’s all a blur after that. The doctor takes you, shouts him out of the building so that he’s not in the way, and the mayor and sheriff question Vash for the next two hours about what happened. The answers are rote, monotone; his thoughts are a thousand miles away, just in the next building where your life hangs by a string.
Mayfly…my mayfly…he can’t stop thinking it. His girl. His best friend. How could anything so cruel happen to you? How could he let it happen?
You don’t wake for a whole week.
In all that time, Vash doesn’t leave your side. Vash, again, overthinks. This is why. This is why I should never let anyone get close to me. It’s all his fault. His cowardice. He’s responsible for it all. If it had just been him in that town, he would have gotten away. But you, you’re with him. You travel with him. He’s supposed to keep you safe. What kind of man is he if he can’t keep you safe?
A rotten one, he thinks, staring down at your prone form in bed, I should have never gotten into a relationship. I should have just left you before we got too far. You’d be safe then. You’d be whole. You’d be awake. Vash doesn’t let himself cry. He doesn’t deserve it. Even when Doctor Ren gives him worried glances when she checks on your vitals, his eyes remain dry.
Your face is bruised and scabbing - the rest of you not much better. Ren reports that you’re healing well over the days, but Vash still hears the shallow breaths that escape your lips. His chest feels like a hollow cave. He doesn’t deserve to be here with you. He’s the reason for all of this. Him and his bad luck.
He does his best to keep you clean and comfortable. Applies balm to your lips to keep them from getting chapped, brushes a cool cloth across your face to get rid of any sweat or grime. You hum when he does this, and it sews a stitch in the hole of his heart. An idea slowly forms on the fourth day, while he helps the nurse lift you to change your sheets. What if he…just left? You’re not a drifter like him. You have a degree, an ability to get a job in any major city if you wanted. It’s only because of him you’re even out here.
(That's a lie, but it's all he can think.)
If you wake up, he thinks, I’ll end it. We’ll be done. You’ll be safe again and won’t have to worry about getting hurt because of me anymore. Despite his resolve, his ears nearly ring from the thought. No more banter with you as you travel to the next Plant or town. No kisses under the suns, or waking with you curled into his side. Being alone. All alone. He sighs into the bed sheets and tells himself, again, that he doesn’t deserve to cry. And he doesn’t deserve you. He’ll leave, and that will be that.
That resolve crumbles the moment you open your eyes.
On the seventh day, in the middle of dozing, a hand rests on his head and gently brushes through his hair.
Vash jerks up from the bed, alarmed. Who -? But it’s you, with your eyes squinted shut and lips quirked to the side. You try to speak and end up coughing.
Vash’s chair screeches with the force he stands from it and rushes to get you a glass of water. The glass pushes to your lips, and you drink slowly. When half the cup is gone, you signal that it’s enough for now. He puts it down on a nearby table and takes your hand in his. A kiss is placed to your fingers. “Mayfly,” he mutters.
Birdie, you mouth, still getting your voice back. You clear your throat and try again. “Where are we?”
“Next town over. Been here a week.” He gently squeezes your hand when you make a sound of surprise.
“Shoot. No wonder I feel so…” you gesture, trying to find a word but failing. An eye opens wider, and you look him over sleepily. “What have you been up to?”
“He’s been sitting here, moping, not eating,” Doc Ren enters the room, donning her stethoscope and pressing it to your chest without preamble. She nods after a moment. “You sound good. Better than I hoped, really.” She looks over to Vash. “I’ve said it to you, but you’re both lucky you escaped those loons. They could’ve done a lot worse. You look worse than you are.”
You won’t comment on the doctor’s bedside manners. “Thanks, Doctor.”
She goes through some simple tests for the next fifteen minutes. Stitches are fine, breathing sounds normal, heart is strong and healing from the stress of it all. When she leaves to the next room again, Vash places his head carefully on your stomach. You look down at him, giving him a sleepy smile. “Missing your cuddles, birdie?” Your hand comes up and brushes through his hair, down his cheeks, over his lips. “My poor pretty bird.”
It strikes a chord in him; the simpleness of your affection, the sweet love in your gaze. A shine of tears appears in his eyes, and he smooshes his face into the sheets as the sudden sobs wrack his body. You make a sound of alarm, both hands now smoothing over his head, his shoulder, saying softly how you’re okay, everything’s okay. And he thinks, how could he ever consider leaving you in any way? He loves you too much.
“I th-thought you weren’t – “ he hiccups and tries to brush his tears away. He doesn’t deserve to cry, not with you in the state you’re in. But the tears keep coming. “I thought I was too late. I thought you were – “ He can’t even say it out loud, like its taboo, like it would speak it into existence again.
And you, gentle, sweet you, shush him and tug on his coat to bring him closer. He obliges, careful of where he places his hands as he comes close and presses his forehead to yours. In the small dimness of the hospital room, his Plant lines flash a moment, echoing across your skin before disappearing. A feeling of warm peace overwhelms him, and the tears stop. You’re here. You’re alive. And you still love him.
“Vash,” you whisper, having felt his turmoil in that moment of connection, “none of this was your fault. Okay? None of it. I don’t blame you for any of it.” You nudge his forehead with your own and look into those sad, blue eyes. “If you need to hear it, I forgive you. But I never blamed you for any of it.”
The tears return, this time of relief. He sighs, the breath fanning across your lips. Lowering his head into the crook of your neck, he promises, “I’m never leaving you alone again. Not for anything.”
You reach up and run your nails through his undercut, eyes closing sleepily. “Not even for bathing?” you tease, and laugh and kiss his cheek when it flushes red.
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