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YEEEEES PROPS TO THIS ONE!!!!!

Who's name are you screaming now?"

Alan Ashby smut

“Can you do a BMTH or an OMAM smut, you can choose who. I don’t mind.” *********** You walked out of the shower, getting dressed in your best lingerie. You sprayed you body, with a sweet mist. You coated your freshly shaved skin, with a berry scented lotion. Your skin glistened in the light. You brushed and blow dried your hair to a damp perfection. You applied a little bit of mascara, but it went a long ways. You finished your sexy messy look with a vanilla flavored Chapstick. You walked out of the bathroom, into your room. Alan was in the living room, playing video games. You caught eye contact with Alan, making your heart skip a beat. You ran into your room, closing the door quietly. You wanted Alan badly, so you waited. Ten minutes passed, nothing. Twenty minutes passed, still nothing. “Fine.” You mumbled. You sat at the edge of the bed. You moved slowly, making the bed squeak a little bit. You moaned quietly. Still no Alan. You bounced on the bed faster, moaning louder. “Fuck!” You shouted. You suppressed a giggle, covering your mouth. “Just like that! Oh fuck me!” You shouted. “Fuck!” You shouted once more. Still no Alan. You became frustrated. You crossed the line with your last shout. “FUCK AUSTIN! JUST LIKE THAT!” You shouted, knowing Alan heard that one. All of a sudden a furious Alan busted through the door. Alan gripped your hips, hovering over your body. “WHO THE FUCK’S NAME DID YOU SCREAM?” He said through gritted teeth. You swallowed roughly. “Not yours.” You spat at him. He stood up, staring at your body, admiring it. “Who did you do this for?” He voice going softer. “Not you.” You sat, crawling across the bed. He grabbed you underwear, pulling them off of you. “Well then. Why are you wearing the perfume I like?” You bit your lip, staring at him. “Austin likes it too.” You smirked. Alan shut you up, kissing you roughly. “You wont remember Austin’s name after this.” With that being said, Alan shoved two fingers into you, pumping rapidly. Your lips parted slightly. “You like that?” Alan pumped faster, curling his finger to graze your weak spot. You kept quiet, though you just wanted to scream. “Oh really?” Alan licked his thumb, placing on your clit, making circles. Your body went on overdrive, sending you into a blinding, heart pumping bliss. You fluttered your eyes, your walls closing around his fingers. He removed his hands, leaving you to pant heavily. “What the fuck!” You shouted. “Don’t talk to me like that.” Alan growled. He climbed, straddling your body. He kissed down your neck, stopping at your collar bone. He kissed, and sucked roughly. He watched you moan softly. “What?” He pulled off his shirt, shorts, and boxers. “What was that?” You watched him line himself at your entrance, teasing you. “Fuck.” You mumbled. He pushed himself an inch into you. “What was that?” He pulled back, only to sink another inch into you. You moaned loudly. “Fuck me A-.” You stopped yourself. He looked into tour eyes burning holes into your soul. He pushed half his length into you. “Tell me.” He slowly pushed the rest of his member into you, not moving. You adjusted to his size. You wanted him badly, you let him win. “Fuck me Alan!” You shouted,grabbing the sheets. He pulled out completely, pushing back into you. He began to thrust slowly picking up his rhythm. He was hitting your G-Spot, while kneading your breasts. You bit the pillow, trying to hold back your orgasm. “Let it go.” Alan grunted. You refused, causing anger out of him. “Fuck! Y/N! Stop being- stop being so stubborn!” He thrusted, not being able to hold back anymore. You pulsed your walls around him, making his grunt. “Stop!” He shouted. You saw his stomach muscles contract, and knew this was his end. You scratched his biceps, causing him to spill into you. When you felt him release into you, you let go, screaming out in pleasure. “Fuck Alan! Alan!” You repeated, as he helped you ride out your high. “Who’s name you screaming now?” Alan kissed up your neck, pulling out to lay beside you. “Tino’s.” you giggled, standing to go the restroom. Alan sat up, running after you into the shower.

HOLY FUCK THIS IS HOT-C

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Hey you're back!! :)

YES I IS 💘💘💘💘

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THIS WAS IN 2013 WHAT THE FUCKK

Guys. guYS. GUYS.

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If you don't mind me asking, how was it like loosing your virginity? Was it awkward, uncomfortable? Did it hurt a lot? How'd you feel after?

Well it was about a year ago now. But yeah it was pretty fucking cool!!! I don’t remember a lot, it just kinda happened. But no it didn’t hurt, and I think that’s bc I already popped my cherry myself bc I’m an active masturbator. It was awkward being like naked and vulnerable but it was with someone who loved me so it wasn’t very uncomfortable. After, hm, I think I felt great 😂

sex is awesome just make sure you’re safe everyone😌💘

PS you guys can ask me anything it doesn’t have to be just requests!

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So I'm single now and I really miss writing stuff for u guys. I'm a great writer and i should use my powers for good more often by making u guys wet for band members.

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I posted this three times tonight and had three people tell me that I helped save their life. Thank you to those people who have decided to struggle through to let us enjoy the gift of one more day of their prescence gracing us all. I hope that you all reblog this, to save another few. Because we all dserve another chance and hope in life. I went to the hospital 6 times before I decided to keep my life but I hope none of you suffer that much. And I hope you all can make that scary, seemingly painful, blind, hoping, wonderful step to live.

I want to help you in any way I can. ANYTHING. I mean it. If I had had someone stay with me and text me or talk to me all night, just one time, it would have changed my life. I know how hard those nights can be.

<3,

Love,

Emily

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Guys. guYS. GUYS.

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My boyfriends being stupid as fuck so I'm working on an Austin Carlile smut you're welcome.

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I have so many active followers holy shit

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Friends, Lovers, or Nothing- Vic fuentes fluff/smut

"Vic, it’s starting c’mon!" You yell to him in the kitchen from the couch. It’s friday night, you and Vic’s usual movie night. Tonight, it’s Friends with Benefits. 

"alright, alright i’m coming i’m coming." He says walking to the couch with a bowl of popcorn and sitting next to you. You grab the bowl of popcorn and put your legs on top of Vic’s. He looks at you and smiles. "What?" you say smiling. He just smiles, shakes his head and turns back to the Tv

You and Vic have been best friends since the 2nd grade. A lot of people have thought that there was something going on between you guys since you could remember. It was never like that though… only some times. Occasionally it would feel like there was something there between you two, but either you guys wouldn’t act on it, or it would just…fade.

It’s 30 minutes in the movie. Vic looks contemplative, then says,”Hey, so um, have you talked to Jacob lately?” 

He’s never liked Jacob, the guy you were together with for 9 months. It was a really unhealthy relationship; he would always put you down and be rude and not show you any affection at all. But you felt attached to him, you loved him so much, it seemed unreal to not have him around, even though he didn’t love you… 

Now you and Jacob are on a break, and Vic wants it to be permanent, because he was there through all the times of that relationship, Vic was there to hold you when you cried, he was there to spend the night and tell you all the right things you needed to hear. But Jacob never was…

You didn’t want to believe that you’re falling for your best friend, but that’s exactly what was happening.

"Uhhh," You say looking down at the popcorn, and shrug a bit,"I don’t know, a little…"

"What do you mean ‘a little’?" VIc says turning to you, looking angry and disappointed. That killed you most of all,"I don’t know… he wants to get back together…" You say. Vic looks at you hard, looking disappointed and hurt and angry all in one facial expression.

"Oh really." he says sternly. "Fuck, i’m sorry, okay? It’s kind of hard to not talk to someone you’re still in love with and just let them walk out the fucking door!" You say, with your voice cracking and you’re eyes watering. "I’m trying okay?!" you say yelling at him.

He stands up, and turns to you,”You just don’t fucking get it! Why would you settle for a piece of shit like that, when you can have someone better! It’s like you don’t want better for yourself. You can just be so fucking stupid Y/N!”

Your mouth drops as you stare up at him with your watery eyes and eyeliner tears rolling down your cheek. You couldn’t believe he just snapped like that. He’s never yelled at you that way. You couldn’t believe what he just said. 

You slap your hand over your mouth and run out of the living room to your room while you cry hard,” Y/N, NO! WAIT! PLEASE!” He says running after you. You run into your room and lock the door, pressing your back against the door and slidding down it, putting your knees up to your chest. You’re crying so hard it’s silent.

"Y/N?" He cries, voice cracking, sounding weak,"I’m so sorry." He sobs lightly. 

"JUST GET THE FUCK OUT OF HERE!" You yell from your bed, sobbing hard." I should have known.." you cry. 

He runs to get his keys off the table. You gave him a key to your apartment when you first moved it, and he remembered you telling him that it’s the same key used to unlock the other doors in the house. 

He runs back to the door and shakes the keys, trying frantically to unlock the door. He gets it unlocked and runs over to you and holds you. 

"get off me!" You cry. and get up and start to run away, "I’m sorry i am so.. In love with you!" He yells

You stop walking, and turn to face him,”w-what?” You say confused. “I fucking—love you.” He yells again. You start walking over to him slowly,”I’ve loved you since we were 15, i loved you when we were 17, i loved you when we were 25. i love you now.” he blurts out. 

Before you can even speak your lips suddenly attack his. Your tongue exploring eachother’s mouths for the first time. He lays you down on the bed, hovering above you, his lips not leaving yours for half of a second. He strokes your hair slowly to the rhythm of the kidd and to both of your loud heart beats. Your lips pull away,”I love you more.” You smile. His eyes water and he laughs,”Not possible,” He says, and begins kissing you again

His lips trail down to your neck,”I’v e wanted this for so long,” you say breathlessly. 

"I love you so much," He hums every so often into your skin. You take off your shirt, then his. he kisses against your breast, caressing them with one hand, while exploring your curves with the other. He sits up and unbuttons his pants an looks at you,"I-Is this okay?" He stutters. You smile, "Of course." 

He takes off his pants then places his hips in between your open legs, kissing you softly again.

You take off your pants and then your underwear with your heart beating so loud out of your chest, but you can also feel the thumping vibration of his heart throughout his body and the heat radiating off of his body on you. He leans up from your neck and positions himself to stick himself inside of you. Once he's slightly inside you he looks up at you and slowly slides it in you. You gasp and grab the sheets getting goosebumps and making eye contact with him while seeing a smirk on his face. He lowers himself above you slowly starting to thrust in and out with a Rhythm. You start to moan; feeling him thrust deeply inside of you hitting your G-spot over and over ever so softly. You tightly grab his hair in between moans and dig your nails into his back, encouraging him to thrust harder and harder. Soon he sits up-right again, lifting your hips and holding them right while slamming you. He bites his lip and looks down at himself slamming inside of you over and over again You moan louder and louder arching your back, begging him not to stop. "Ba-baby," you say breathlessly,"it fe-els so go-od" you say stuttering on your words while the tone of your voice is tweeted every time he thrusts into you. "I'm gonna... Oh fuck baby I'm gonna cum" you say gasping breathlessly. He hovers above you again, looking you directly in the eye, seeing what effect he has on you. He keeps going and never stops, moving his hand to slap your thigh. You scream. Squirming your legs and tightening with him inside of you, contracting your walls tightly on him. You pant and moan while he hits his climax; his moan being even sexier than you imagined when you touched yourself to occasionally at night. You can feel his thickness pump his cum into you, feeling the throbbing inside of you. He lightly collapses on your chest; exhausted, while you both breathe heavily; your swear combining together. You stroke his hair while he pants against your breast. "Oh my god," you say breathlessly. He looks up and smiles,"holy shit," you continue "I've never imagined--" "shhhh" he says resting his fingers on your lips. He hovers above you, touching noses, looking at his dark brown eyes. He leans in and kisses you softly, the kind of softly that you've been waiting a long time to do. You couldn't believe this was happening. He pulls away,"I've always loved you." He giggles softly. Your eyes water, as he wipes your tears," those are tears of happiness I hope sweetheart" he says, you giggle and nod.

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I'm gonna be a lot better at writing smuts now that I lost my virginity 7 months ago HAHAHAHAHAHA bye

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Thank you so much for it writing imagines with topics on that it shouldn't be glorified because the truth is that if you suffer from mental illnesses your going through a hard time and when people write imagines about those issues it's not, flush the blade and done I'm healed , it's not that easy , it's not how it works , having a mental illness isn't oh I'm special and once I find the love of my life it stopped, it's you find the love of your life and your try and be happy and feel better Thx

Absolutely. Thank you so much.

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if you hate it when other band imagine writers write about self harm etc. then don't read the imagines? (people are entitled to read whatever they want.) /I can understand the suicide thing/ but everything else? not so much. just because something is written, does not mean that it is glorified or romanticized. you aren't cool or edgy for having an opinion about what people write or read.

I dont know where the "cool" and "edgy"ness came from because i have an opinion on what people write or read xD You sound stupid. People are entitled to read whatever they want and I AM ENTITLED TO HAVE AN OPINION ALSO. Literally all i was saying was that i don't do those for my personal reasons. And considering you probably have not had and experience with these abussive contexts, you probably dont know what "triggering" means. It can trigger some trauma in the brain and make you go on a downward spiral etc.. Though you most likely have no idea about these things. And yes, With the requests i get and the imagines that i have seen they ARE GLORIFIED AND ROMANTICIZED because it always goes a lot with "Fluff" which is comforting and cute and what not and that's not what i think of when it comes to the aftermath of rape/abusive/suicide. 

Get the fuck off my blog 

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um, I am not trying to sound rude at all when I say this. Didn't you write a few imagines with the characters using self harm? Also, I think it's a bit unfair to complain about how many Gerard imagine requests there are when you have a ton of Austin and Alan imagines up.

I did when I like first made this blog and also before I myself went through self harm. It's completely different when you're in someone else's shoes, and you now deal with it yourself. It's not at all something to be glamorized along with domestic violence and relationship abuse. And I actually prefer Alan and Austin to Gerard considering I don't really care for him at all.

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lately tbh

How I view my Tumblr audience: 

How it actually is: 

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A Reminder

I do not and will not ever write any Suicide, self harm, eating disorder, or abusive relationship imagines, because they are NOT appropriate what so ever. And I hate when other band imagine blogs write about it too.

Self harm, suicide, eating disorders, and abusive relationships are serious things and shouldn't be used as a fucking foundation for your relationship with a celebrity. It should not be romanticized what so ever. period.

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"I'm okay."- Alan Ashby fluff

You sit behind the stage with OM&M while the roadies set up for your set. One of your band members is over by the snack table with Tino pigging out, while you sit under the tent and mess around on your phone. Alan comes and plops down next to you with a hand full of snacks and smiles big with M&Ms in his mouth, talking with his mouth full asking,"You want some?" You both laugh. He swallows,"I mean, there's plenty. Everyone's getting some, why aren't you?"

"i dont know, i'm just not really that hungry." You say honestly. And you weren't lying. It's not like you were starving yourself on purpose, it just sorta ended up... happening that way. You've been super depressed and stressed lately with your anxiety kicking up, and stressing over the band and money, and whenever you're stressed, your body likes to loose it's appetite. Whenever you tried eating, your body would just throw it up.

"Y/N come get some food!" Amberly, the guitarist says. "Not hungry." You say irritated looking at your phone, scrolling through your twitter feed. You lock your phone and pull your knees up to your chest and lay your head on Alan's shoulder, snuggling against him. He puts his arm around you and holds you tighter."what's wrong?" he asks, "mmm... Just tired.." you manage to say, loosing yourself in sleep. 

Austin looks over at Alan, and mouths,"What's wrong with her?" Alan just shrugs with his other shoulder, and mouths back "Tired." Unconvinced.

You must have been asleep for about 5 minutes before it was time to go on stage. Alan shook you awake, "Hey," his voice soft,"It's time to go on, are you sure you're okay?" He asks, the worry in his face.

"Yeah yeah yeah," you say brushing it off and standing up. You feel your knees go weak and you collapse, but Alan's there to catch you. "Baby you're not okay." He says helping you up.

You were less focused on the fact that you were lightheaded, and more on the fact that Alan just called you baby... he called you baby!

You stand back up and gather yourself, closing your eyes. You open them and feel way better, and look at him in the eyes, putting your hand gently on his cheek,"I'm okay." you half smile, unconvincing. "you kiss him on the cheek, strap on your guitar, and go on stage.

The crowd all screams when you and the rest of the band come out. "How are we doing San Diego!?" you yell on the mic, and everyone in the crowd screams."I thought so." You laugh. 

Your drummer screams, "ONE, TWO THREE FOUR!" and you start playing your song Rain in May. You start singing and look at Alan, who's on the side watching you with his arms crossed, worried about you. You sing,"Cause when i close my eyes, you're the only one i see." You smile at him and he smiles back, blushing.

You get hyped up and start bouncing, but your knees start to feel weak again and you find yourself getting light headed. You stop and stumble a little, glancing back at him. "Cause you, you make me..." You stop singing and try to gather yourself quickly. You're mind starts racing and you feel so weak. "...You're the only one i--i..." You collapse on the stage, passing out.

Alan runs on stage and shakes you,"Y/N?!Y/N!" He says, his voice shaking. Your band is surrounding you and so is Austin, Tino, Phil, and Aaron. "What the hell happened?!" Austin asks. Alan scoops you up and carries you off the stage to the tour bus. He sits on the couch, still holding you close, shaking you to wake up. "Baby?!" His eyes watering. You open your eyes,"Alan..what happened?" You whisper. "Can someone get her some juice or something?" He says, his voice cracking. Austin gets you juice with a straw. 

You still feel weak,"Stay with me, ok? Drink, please drink it," You suck up the juice from the straw and drink,"There you go," He says, holding you close to him. Everyone's crowded around you,"Y/N, when was the last time you ate?" Tino asks. 

"A few days ago..." You say clearly. The sugar from the juice is starting to get in your system. "WHAT?!" everyone says. "On purpose?" Alan asks, you sit up,"No.. i've just been so stressed lately, it's like i dont hae an apetite any more." 

"Here," Jane says coming over with a sandwich."Eat it slowly... i've been wondering why i never see you eat anymore, and when you do it's really small... I should have paid better attention."

"No," You shake your head,"don't blame it on yourself. It's no ones fault. Everything i eat, i throw up. I think it's because i just eat it so fast." You say taking a bite of the sandwich. 

"Wait, what about the set?" You ask, "Don't worry about that," Austin says,"they're setting up for our set right now. Alan you can stay here if you want." 

"Yeah i can just play your parts," Phil says. "Yeah, i'll stay here." Alan says.

"No, don't let me get in the way of your show. Go play." You tell him, "No, I'm not leaving you." He says sternly, looking you in the eyes. You can't help but smile. 

"It's almost 3, we gotta go," Phil says. "Yeah, we're gonna go with them," Jane says. 

"Alright, bye guys!" Alan says. "Bye!" They all say. 

You take another bite of your sandwich,"You scared the shit out of me..." Alan said. "I know, i'm sorry..." You take another bite. 

"So.. 'baby',huh?" you smile at him. "Oh.." he looks down, smiling and embarrassed,"Sorry.." He says.

"Don't be sorry..." You smile and lean in and kiss him for the first time,"Baby."

You both giggle.