#goth x emo

[td-scary-c2h4]

STOP i really liked kissing your face rawrj xd

non filter ver. :) xoxo kisses hugs everyone !!

[tokistrx]

Goth Fenn X Emo Tino by my friend @zenixenn

[beatle-yee]

Cassandra x Emo BF

[maevaniila]

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LONG HAIR EMO BOY 🗣🗣🔥🔥⁉️⁉️💀⛓🩸🔪

[ariseur]

i cant get over the fact that capcom made him so beautiful just to merge him back with urizen

[queenie-the-court-jester]

Just read your Riley Sanderson x reader and OMG !! Could you give some more detail on what he looks like. Is his hair wavy, curly, straight, etc. How long is it? Does he wear eyeliner or any eye makeup? If so, what's it look like? Does he have any piercings?

Maybe you could write something about him inviting reader over to his house so they can try out some emo/goth makeup they've seen before? Maybe even letting reader style his hair differently, too? :) Then reader takes tons of pictures of their work after!

C'mon fuck me emo boy!

teehee, here you go anon 💋🥰

🥀grabbing the poorly dyed blonde hair of your beloved boyfriend, you held him still by the roots since he kept squirming. He didn't even try fighting back, simply accepting his fate as you carefully added his eyeliner. The dark shade contrasting against his pale skin, sometimes you thought you were secretly dating Slenderman or something with how tall and lanky he was

🥀you both looked like clowns at the moment but it's the memories that matter right? You would say that under normal circumstances, if he wasn't busy fondling you. You let out a sigh as you finished

🥀 counting to three you both slowly turned to look in the mirror, the room was silent for a good second before hysterical laughter came from it. You doubled over and fell on the ground as you saw what he had done to your gorgeous face

🥀 slowly getting up, you watched him stare at the mirror deep in thought before pulling out his phone. His lock screen having a picture of you on it. He opened the camera app and quickly grabbed your cheeks, turning you to kiss him as the camera clicked multiple times.

🥀when he finally pulled away you could taste his lipstick on your tongue and his mascara smearing your face. Watching him go through the pictures and sending them to Mimi

"to show her how much fun we're having without her."

🥀 heading straight for the bathroom you washed off the mess on your face, Riley staring at you lovingly and helping clean any spots you missed. Blue eyes crinkling in delight

"aren't you going to wash your face too babe?"

"nah..i like the masterpiece you put on me"

[hotchsofficialwifey]

okay hear me out... mike schmidt with goth!fem!reader (be warned: i'm not goth so this might not be very accurate lol)

he met you while he was working at the mall, eyed you from across hot topic. despite your intimidating black clothes, chains, and eye makeup, you had one of the sweetest smiles he'd ever seen, instantly drawing him to you. you said good morning to the worker with one of those perfect smiles and he immediately felt butterflies in his stomach.

he started hanging out at the hot topic more frequently. he began to pick up on your schedule, too. you'd usually come on Saturday's between 12-3pm, circle through the food court and your favorite stores (one time he even caught you at Victoria's Secret, but didn't go in, for obvious reasons). he felt a little creepy, but it wasn't like he was stalking you, just keeping you safe (this was his bullshit excuse). some part of you was simply magnetic, pulling him in like a siren, wrapping him around your finger so tightly he never wanted to be let go.

after a few weeks or so of this same routine, he got fired for beating up a man in broad daylight, and had to get a shitty job at Fazbear's Pizzeria. the only part of that job he missed was you, but his yearning would soon come to an end. he went on various apps, websites, whatever he could to find a babysitter for abby while he was at work, when he found your profile on one of the apps. you were around his age, lived in the same town, and were looking for a job as a babysitter. perfect! he got in contact with you shortly after, and you were fast to reply. you set up a day, time and location, and the next night you were there, knocking on his door.

it was as if the closer he got to you, the prettier you were. pink lips overlined with black liner, flared black jeans paired with a Siouxsie and The Banshees t-shirt, eyeliner so sharp it could probably poke him and black converse covered in doodles. you were more casual than usual, obviously, but god, you were beautiful. you hit him with one of your dazzling smiles, introduced yourself to him and abby (abby instantly liked you), and he went off to work, the scent of your sandalwood perfume on his mind.

you got closer over the months you babysat abby. he came home early in the morning, but you always made breakfast (not only were you beautiful, but amazingly sweet). he didn't pay you as consistently as you originally hoped he would, but you were begin to grow a crush on him, so you didn't really mind. it got to the point where you two even exchanged numbers, using work as an excuse, but you mostly talked and sent memes to each other. but what he admired most about you is how good you were with abby. you guys drew together, watched cartoons together, laughed together, you even did tarot readings for her. abby would fill him in on every little detail of your night together, start to finish. she adored you, and you adored her, which only made him fall harder for you.

the love confession was unexpected, but really sweet. he had invited you over for dinner before he went to work, which he often did, but after you put abby to bed and sat down on the couch with him...

"thanks for everything you do for us." he blurted suddenly. your face suddenly felt very warm, and you bashfully replied.

"it's no big deal, really. i like spending time with abby..." fuck it, you thought. "and with you." you stared at each other for a moment, tension in the air, before he kissed you. slowly, softly, easing you into it. it got heated quickly, and one thing left to another, and he was forty minutes late for work (but it was so worth it).

a/n: okay, this wasn't as focused on the goth part as I wanted it to be, but wtvr. i'll be doing headcannons for goth!reader later!! for now, here's some backstory lol

[m00nbap]

মন্দ⠀⠀𝖾𝗒𝖾𝗌 𝖻𝗎𝗋𝗇 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗌𝖺𝖼𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝖽𝖺𝗋𝗄𝗇𝖾𝗌𝗌. ⠀⠀ ──⠀ 𝟨𝟨𝟨 ⠀ֵ𑜐 ٬

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[cry4nne]

goth pico got me fucked up

bonus my oc

[td-scary-c2h4]

he is telling him the story of how he had to eat teeth once(some of which not even his!!!). i sure hope nothing happens that would tense thing up-

[hearts4golbach]

Love Handles.

Johnnie Guilbert x insecure!goth!reader.

a/n: this was a request! I can't find it now for some reason and I'm so sad because this is so late, so I don't know if the person will see it :(((.

losing your virginity had always been a fear for you. you were on the thicker side, as your mother would say, and your biggest fear was your boyfriend being disgusted by your body. that's how it had been your whole life, and that's also why you were 27 and a virgin.

you and Johnnie had been dating for about 4 and a half months now. everything was going great, of course. and Johnnie always respected your boundaries regarding sex. you trusted Johnnie with your whole heart, just as he trusted you.

every time you heard him pleasuring himself in the other room, you couldn't help but get turned on yourself. it's not like you didn't want to have sex with him. It's just that he was a skinnier guy. you knew he didn't have a problem with it. I mean, obviously. he was dating you.

you had been working on your insecurities for about 3 months. as much as you'd hate to admit it, the journal shit you saw all over pinterest really did work. you hadn't necessarily been keeping this fact away from him, you just never bothered bringing it up. you weren't fully ready, but all you needed was a push outside of your comfort zone.

not to mention, you had a terrible habit of walking in rooms before knocking. therefore, you had walked in on Johnnie jerking off on occasion. so yeah, you had seen parts of him that he definitely hadn't seen on you.

but one of the rare occasions where you had actually walked in on him, you took it as your opportunity. you wouldn't admit this out loud, but it was your plan from the beginning: to "walk in on him unknowingly." You had learned he had kind of a pattern of when he did and didn't.

you had just gotten out of the bathroom. you were wrapped in a towel as you made your way to johnnies room. truthfully, you had no clue he was in there. you figured he was downstairs eating.

as you were lost in your own thoughts, johnnies pants and moans on the other side of the door weren't apparent to you.

you opened the door, looking straight ahead at johnnie laying in the bed. he looked at you with wide eyes. his cock was in his hand. you weren't surprised, he usually just froze as you profusely apologized and backed out of the room.

he was shocked at the fact you didn't this time. "johnnie?"

he cleared his throat, pulling the blanket over himself. "yeah? are you okay?"

"yeah, I'm fine. I just-" you paused, reconsidering your decision. "I want you to take my virginity."

he sat up, pulling up his boxers. "are you sure? you know there no pressure or anythi-"

"yes, I know. I'm ready, and I want you." you cringed at the words coming out of your mouth. they were too cheesy to be true.

"well then, what the fuck are you waiting for?" he teased, opening his arms.

you practically ran over to the bed, crawling into his lap. his hard on pressed into your pussy that was only covered by the thin towel.

he started off the kiss soft, his lips glided against yours skillfully. you leaned into the kiss, wanting more. he took your hint and kissed you back harder, his tongue swiping your bottom lip. you shuddered under the new interaction with johnnie. your hands made their way up his neck and wrapped into his hair. his hands were on your hips as he slowly grinded you down onto him.

it wasn't too long before he flipped you over so your back was on the bed. he pulled away, breathing heavily. "are you sure you're okay with this?" johnnie asked as his hands rubbed your sides gently. you nodded in response. "can I see you?"

"yes, please." you replied before he took the towel off of you.

his eyes trailed down your body, admiring every inch of it. "you're so much more beautiful than I imagined." one hand massaged your tit, making you slightly arch your back. "and your nipple piercings? how'd I never know about them?"

you shrugged, "I'm not sure," you were barely able to form any words at this point.

he hummed in response before getting down on his knees at the edge of the bed. he gripped your hips and drug you close to the edge along with him. he kissed your inner thighs, making you squirm with excitement.

Johnnie licked a stripe up your slit, making you flinch as he reached your sensitive bud. "fucking shit," you cursed.

"you know what I find hot as fuck?" he muttered in between licks, "the way your makeup is so fucked up after you wakeup or shower. don't get me wrong, I fucking love it when it's not."

he swirled his tongue around, making you moan and attempt to close your legs. he held them open, lapping up your juices like he was dying of thirst.

he sucked on your clit, making you arch your back and grip onto the sheets below you. "does this feel good, baby?"

you nodded, "mhm, fuck- please.." was all you could spit out.

he dover deeper inside of you, his tongue flicking in and out of your tight hole. "you taste so good."

his praises alone could've sent you over the edge in that moment. his tongue moved faster as your moans became louder. a string of curses and johnnies name flowed out of your mouth. as you moaned his name, you noticed it turned him on even more. as his finger tips gripped into your soft flesh, you couldn't help but grip his hair tighter. you felt a knot in your stomach begin to tighten.

"fuck, johnnie, i think i'm gonna cum.." you whimpered, tossing your head back as his only goal was to make you release on his face.

when you came, he cleaned you up with his tongue before kneeling on the bed between your legs. "are you okay, love? do we need to stop?"

you immediately shook your head no. "'wanna feel you." you mumbled, pressing your lips onto his.

he kissed you gently as you helped slide off his boxers. his hard cock sprung out of his boxers, hitting his stomach. your greedy hands flew to his shaft, gently stroking it. you were confident in what you were doing, which was shocking even to you.

Johnnie bucked into your touch, "shit-" he choked out with a whimper. he positioned himself in between your legs. "is this okay? are you ready?"

"yes," you propped yourself up on your elbows, flipping your hair to one side. you were both sticky with sweat, of course.

he lined up the tip of his cock with your entrance before slowly thrusting inside of you. a loud moan escaped your lips. he stopped, giving you time to adjust to his size. it took a minute, a pain rushing through your body as he stretched you out. he caressed your hip gently, attempting to comfort you through the pain.

“you doing okay, love?” he muttered, placing a kiss on your lower stomach. “you already feel so good.”

you bit your lip and nodded, reaching up to rub his cheek. you ran your fingers over the tattoo on his temple. “yeah, i’m okay.”

whenever it began to subside, you gave him the okay to start moving. although it was sort of painful, it was just adding to the pleasure.

he endlessly praised how well you were doing, and how well you were taking him. the room was filled with the noises flowing out of your mouths and the sounds of skin slapping together. You had one hand gripping his arm and the other on his chest for support as you wrapped your legs around his waist, attempting to pull him closer.

“you’re doing so fucking good, y/n.” his grip on your hips tightened as he kissed your forehead.

his thrusts became fast as both of you felt your climaxes approaching. strings of curses and johnnies name flowed out of your mouth and you felt the knot in your stomach begin to tighten. “j-johnnie. i think i’m close.”

“me too,” he choked out, his thrusts fast but sweet as he helped you reach your climax. “fuck, we should’ve used protection.”

“i don’t give a fuck,” you felt a smirk form on your lips. “i’m cumming, johnnie.” you moaned loudly and slapped a hand over your mouth as you came around johnnies cock.

he pulled out and come on your stomach. he reached up and cupped your cheek, rubbing it gently as he kissed your lips. “was that good for your first time?”

“that was amazing. i don’t know why i waited so long.” you smiled before kissing him again, moving the sweat soaked raven hair out of his face.

he jumped out of the bed and went to start a bath for you. he soaked a wash rag and gently washed his fluids off of your pussy and stomach. he took his time, kissing and cherishing your body. your heart fluttered, and for once in what felt like forever, you felt confident in your body. you smiled as you watched him clean you up.

you didn’t take your time in the bath, because all you wanted to do was go back to bed with johnnie. when you did, he was laying in bed in his boxers waiting for you. he had snacks and a movie ready to play. his face lit up when he saw you. “hey, beautiful.”

[naskaolgia]

SCENE KID KYLE

(Yes this is him in 8th going into 9th grade)

Goth vs SCENE X3

My little scrunklies x3 low key, becoming my favourite thing to draw is them in 8th-9th grade ngl u_u

[spitinsideme]

give pomni hot topic

hot topic pomno !!!! she does look a bit like a black oathetic wet cat

[running-with-kn1ves]

Need you to write more WLW 😫😫😫😫

It’s the only thing keeping me sane!!!!!

A/N: I wrote this based on a random ass scene I saw in The Boys and now...here lies this creation. (Female fitness trainer is nearing completion)

CW: blackmail, manipulation, toxic relationship type beat, controlling behavior, threats, cigarettes

Synopsis: you attempt to break up with your girlfriend-- she's too much. But she was going to keep you, one way or another.

You knew the rough crowd around town was... intense. But this chick was on another level. Kali liked to scare you; with how little you knew about her friends, leering on their motorcycles as she watched from behind a cigarette, your mind swam with scenarios of being abandoned on bloody asphalt behind a dumpster.

The music she blares in her shitty, one-eyed car and the smoke trail she left in bathrooms-- she liked being revered as nothing but trouble. You were doing your best to stay away from any kind of danger, focused on fixing the pieces of your tarnished education as your grades had not been kind to you. But Kali got to you first, ripping away any thoughts of work and reparations to your tuition debt.

So, despite the foggy kisses, lipstick stains on your jaw, and unexpected clinginess she showed to the idea of moving you in with her, you're making an attempt to break up with her.

"You... want to ditch me?"

"What? No! I'm just, I'm extremely worried about this next semester." You put a hand on her square-cut, polished fingers. "If I fail even one class again, my scholarships will drop me. I'm already on probation with the university."

You hope she can see how worried you are in your eyes, squeezing her hand to ease the news. She was going rigid, stiff as a tree with the strength of a waiting titan.

"School, huh."

Kali watched you beneath wispy bangs, looking straight through you. As if you weren't there, heart-pounding and palm-sweating in front of her.

You were glad she balled her hands in fists before you grabbed them, having one too many instances of your fingers crushed in her grip.

"B-but... we can still see each other.. maybe, sometimes on the weekends. I just can't afford any distractions, I've already spent a fortune getting to where I am."

"Is this because I want you to move in with me?" She blurted, straight faced and tight lipped.

Dark, midnight eyes bore into you for the truth.

Her ears perked at the sound of your jaggy sigh, knowing this would come up. "... No, but I have to say that it is still pretty early in, well, "us", to be considering... that."

"Really?" She asked earnestly, cold fingers finding their way around your forearm. "Because I still feel pretty confident about the idea, baby."

You hated how she could call you "baby" so easily, how every "sweetheart" was patronizing or forceful, or could be the most saccharine thing you heard when you first woke up.

her boot tips pressed against the side of your shoes, trapping you in like a snake wrapped around a rat. One hand held yours in a death grip, the other raking shivery nails against your knee from under the coffee table.

"I've got a perfect place for your stuff, work's only ten minutes away; why would there be any little reason to stay at your dusty old apartment?"

"I, I don't think you're hearing me--"

"No, no baby, I think you forgot who's choice this was to make." Your skin was a deep color under her fingers, her strength far outmatched as your clammy, fragile hand was brought to her cheek. She tutted under her breath, tsk'ing in condescention. "What would you do without me? How are you going to survive alone, no car to get to your classes, or the grocery store, unprotected around your peers... I can't imagine it, especially since your landlord never got his money to re-lease your apartment next month..."

From under the table her swift fingers brought a bulging envelope to the table, previously stuffed in your landlord's mailbox.

It wasn't even opened, the cash and tenant forms sealed without a mark.

Your jaw went slack, coffee cup cold in your hands.

"How did you--"

"Try it again, and I'll find it. You'll keep losing money, keep draining chances to come to me lovingly."

Kali sweetly tiptoed her black nails up to your shirt collar, sending shivers down your neck with each gentle, uncharacteristically slow touch.

Without warning, the woman snatched your shirt in her fist and jerked you forward, pulling you tightly against the coffee table. The seething anger she bore hardly made a sound, leaving the fellow cafe attendants nearby unbothered.

Your wince left her apathetic, bear-like eyes relishing in how unnerved and frantic you were becoming.

"I so rarely give out second chances. You, my love, are very lucky to be the exception. Don't make me regret it," your girlfriend was only inches apart, painted lips plump and teasing only breaths away. "I don't like to play dirty, but I will if you run from me. Is that clear, baby?"

You swallowed thickly, letting your gaze run away from hers as she bore into you with intense malice.

"Say yes," She whispered, on edge of twisting your wrist. "So I don't have to show everyone in here who you belong to."

Your cheeks lit up, terrified of the baristas and groups of students who'd look your way if she carried out that threat. Kali was unpredictable, something you found so endearing when you first met. She was always moving, doing something you couldn't expect. Now, it was scaring you.

You nod your head, regretting the idea of trying to break up with her in public. She wasn't afraid to make a scene, unlike you.

"Of course, Kals. There won't... be any need for that."

You hoped the sweetly familiar nickname with a hint of an anxious smile would make you sound casual, as if you weren't sweating behind your jacket and avoiding her blinkless stare like the plague.

"That's right." She whispered, letting go of your collar to pull at your jaw, this time only with the intent of dragging you closer. She was always so rough with her grip, capable or causing pain with its force, or merely leaving you breathless.

The punk's hand from beneath the table took mercy on your thigh with its painful rakes, moving instead to your cheek. Cold rings nicked your skin, her knuckles brushing against your face in a gentle, longing caress. You were hunched over the table now, uncomfortably risen as she sat like a queen in her cushioned chair, your face in her hands and your breath stolen by her.

Her pierced tongue came to graze the inside of your mouth, all-consuming and grinning through her teeth.

She tasted of stale cigarettes and mint gum, her current oral fixation besides the longterm smoking vice she's had since middle school.

You reluctantly kissed back, feeling wrongness in your gut. This isn't how it was supposed to go, you weren't supposed to be sharing hot breaths or hearing her satisfactory groans for capturing you once again. You were supposed to be leaving teary eyed and frightened of what she'd do now that you were no longer on her good side. But this, was far worse. You were walking on ice that was already breaking, the freezing water below beginning to flood the only surface of land you had left.

Kali pulled away, not without a few last kisses to the corner of your mouth and cheek, leaving wet lipstick stains. Your lips were probably about as red as hers were now. Dark lashes heightened by her thick mascara clouded your view, your girlfriend looking up at you through them with a gentle hardness.

She wasn't so scary when you were falling to her whims, like putty in her fingers and teeth.

"Kal..." you mumble, upsettingly conflicted between your failure to carry out what you came for, and your fear of what her threats would do. Her history of breaking into your bedroom window and making herself at home wherever she tracked you left you without a doubt of her potential. It made you all the more anxious of what she would be like if you didn't follow through with what she wanted.

"My friend is out of town for the weekend, said I could use his condo by the beach... a getaway, just for us baby." Her cold thumb smoothed over your bruised lips, an inkling of a smile coming to curl her mouth upward. "You'll be there, tonight. Dressed in that cute little number you wore on our first date. Is that right?"

It wasn't a question, it was a challenge. 'Are you going to let go of this once in a lifetime second chance I'm giving you? ' is what she was asking.

You didn't want to say yes. You didn't want to show up, to spend another agonizing second with her knowing that your failing at everything you hold dear. But her hold on your face brings you to fall back into your comfort zone.

"Yeah, Kals. I'll... I'll be there. But--"

She laid a firm hand on your shoulder,  leaning against your ear with wrathful delight.

"Promise you won't bail on me, sweetheart. I don't wanna come looking for you," She let go of your sweet lips to play with a strand of your hair, curling it around her finger. "I really don't enjoy forcing you to obey.."

That was such a lie. She loved it, relished in your mild disobedience at times. But this was a different level of rebellion, one she detested.

You swallowed your protest, frustration bubbling in your stomach in distress and fear.

"I promise, Kal."

[milkbreadtoast]

(OC) boyfriends..... 🤭🧡💜

[eloodameiaazul]

me and my boyfriend!!<3

I am going to do✨skin care time✨ with him!!