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Hey um it's Tate here sorry for abounding

Look at that cute lil duck/Kissy face

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Hey

I Don’t Love You - Bass Increased, Tempo Increased, Pitch Decreased. 

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Sorry I'm the new owner. My name is Tate but anyways I'm sorry I haven't been on thanks for following and shit

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Gay smut am I right?

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* shouts in mega phone * I NEED FRERARD SMUT WHERE GERARD BOTTOMS

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Are you still doing imagines on this blog?

Sorry I've been really busy ;-;

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Updates

Sorry I’ve been spending time on Wattpad, Mine is GoldenGerard Please follow Plus I’m not on a lot sorry

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RAY TORO!!!!❤️

happy birthday ray toro! (july 15th 1977)

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Sass Queen

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I literally just chocked omf

His face at the end is a silent cry for help 😂

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Hi! Could you do a Gerard smut imagine? Please and thank you so much xxx

Sorry for the late reply, I've been very busy trying to get all of these other requests and stuff. But I shall write some smut soon

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PARTY POISON SMUT WAS PERF BLESS

😈😉😏

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Cutie

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Girls like girls like boys do.

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Reblog if LGBT+ members have a safe place on your blog

*presses reblog button violently*

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A/N ok so yea this is amazing than you. Plus if your submitting something for me to write, tell me if I have to write it cus I get confused if it's supposed to be an gif imagine or a story thing. And also requests are closing really soon...so submit while you can! It's 2019 and a Saturday Morning you where up all night trying to fix the Trans Am; Empty cans of Power Pup littering around it. You try to connect a wire and it gives you a tiny shock in your finger. "Fuck." You mumble, rubbing your finger. You continue, trying your best to fix it before Party comes and sasses you around. You usually can stand him because of your crush on him, but you've been getting sick of his attitude. You hear footsteps and speak of the devil, it's Party. He goes around to the left side of the care near you, putting his hands on the car and popping his hip out. "Your supposed to connect the wire to that you idiot." He sasses. You stop working, reconsidering what you are about to say. You connect it and work on it a little more, Party bossing you along the way. "Oh my god, is this the first time you fixed a car?" He slammed his hands in frustration from watching you do "everything" wrong. "If you know how to fix the damn car then you fucking fix it. Don't be a lazy ass and make me do it!" You don't regret what you say because it's true. "Fine then, you go and eat lunch, and I'll fix the damn car you bitch." He seethes. You roll your eyes and walk over to the diner. You sit next to Kobra Kid. "Wow Y/N, how did you get out of fixing the Trans Am?" Jet Star asks. "I told him to stop sitting on his ass, stop giving me orders, and I told him to fucking do it him self." You say tiredly. "Is he mad?" Kobra Kid asks. "It's Party, of course he's mad, she fucking sasses the shit out of him!" Fun Ghoul says, giving you a high five. "Sure." You say. Party then comes in. "It's fixed." He says proudly. "That wasn't so hard was it?" You say. His clenches his fists, and sits down, next to Fun Ghoul. "I saw some other killjoys today, little ones, they asked if we can train them." Kobra says. "To what? Take a shit?" Party asks. "They looked 10 come on." Kobra says shaking his head. "When?" You ask. "Maybe we should do it after we eat. I mean full bellys." Jet says. "We're doing it right now." Party says. And according to the others, what ever Party says, it goes. "And Y/N, you aren't helping because of your attitude today." Party points out. "That's really childish of you. I can fucking help if I want." You say. He clenches his jaw. "Okay so, hold the gun with you arms extended. And aim for the target. Then when your ready shoot." You say to the little killjoy. "Are you ready?" The boy nods. "Okay, 1, 2, 3!" You hear a zap sound. The boy opens his eyes. "I hit the target!" He cheers. "Good job!" You say ruffling his hair up. He gives you an adorable smile and you can't help but smile back. You help the little killjoys until night. "Okay gang it's getting late, and probably way past your bedtime." You say putting your hands on your hips. You hear a bunch of "Awww." Sounds of disappointment, even from Fun Ghoul, who enjoys shooting at targets and showing off. After when everyone goes into the diner you start to walk in. You feel someone grab your wrist violently, pulling you close to the strangers body. You feel hot breath on your ear. "And where do you think your going?" You recognize who the voice belongs to, Party Poison. His voice was raspy and low, and it turned you on and scared you at the same time. "Um..I was going inside.." You manage to say. "You've been very bad, not taking my orders. Do you know what that means?" He asks. "N-No." You whisper. "It means you get punished." He whispers. You shudder. Party then pushes you on the diner wall and holds your wrists up. "You looked so hot today helping those kids. Fuck baby, it took all my willpower not to fuck you right there." He says while kissing your neck. "Then you must not have a lot of willpower." You whisper. You feel a hard slap on your thigh. "Keep talking like that sweetie." He says in a mocking tone. You whimper. He slaps you thigh again. "Don't fucking make a noise." He keeps kissing up and down your neck, leaving hickeys everywhere. He starts to rub his crotch on yours, making you feel his erection. You try hold back moans when he kisses and sucks at your collar bone. He stops. You accidentally let out a tiny whimper as he pulls away. He slaps your thigh again, harder. "Let's take this inside." He whispers. He picks you up bridal style and carries you in to the diner. He sneaks past the sleeping children and the other sleepy men and goes into a different room. He throws you on the couch and attacks your clothes, ripping your shirt off and every other article of clothing you had on. He starts to attack your tits, sucking at them and massaging them. You hold back moans and whimpers. He stops and starts to strip. He takes off his shirt, pants and boxers. "Your not gonna be able to help those kids tomorrow." He then slams into you, not giving you anytime adjust to him. "Oh...fuck..shit." He mumbles while giving tiny kisses on your neck. He found another spot on your neck and kept sucking there. You let out a tiny moan. You start to feel a sensation in your stomach that got stronger and stronger each thrust. "Are you close?" He asks at the right time. You nod. "It's fine." You release all over him. Gee's thrusts start to get sloppier and slower. You feel him twitch inside of you, and stream into you. He then collapsed on top of you. "Ow..." You giggle a little. "Sorry..I had too." He smirks ageist your collarbone. "Not that! Get off of me!" You giggle while trying to push him off. "Fine, but you don't get to help with the kids tomorrow." He says while getting off of you. "Why?" He starts to put his boxers on. "1. Because I said so. 2. Spend quality time with me. 3. Because I love you." He says while kissing your lips. "That's cheesy as hell." You say. You then fell asleep in an embrace with Gerard.

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Holy shit this is cool someone should make a music video out of it OMG

⛪️ // cameron