bat buckles

The first official photo to be released of my new collaboration with my favourite shoe brand…. NEW ROCK! Introducing the new ‘VampiRee’ boots, featuring Skull-Bat Buckles, to emulate my love for our night flying creatures 🦇 🦇.

I wear their boots for a variety of things from Concerts, everyday stomping to riding my Motorbike! I am honoured to work with New Rock!

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Masc Punk Vampire Fashion ( @spiritualkin

Hoodie T-Shirt: $19.95 I love this style of shirts! 

Blood Choker: $3.39 I love these necklaces so much. 

Sunglasses: $9.95 These are Victorian-style glasses, but sunglasses instead. 

Victorian T-Shirt: $13.80 It’s super cool and kind of punky. 

Fangs T-Shirt: $16.95 I love this shirt a lot! 

Bat Necklace: $11.32 Bats are amazing. Remember, don’t visit bat caves! It can make humans sick and spreads white nose, which can be fatal to bats. 

Blood Vial Necklace: $9.62 This is really cool looking! It’s cheap and handmade, too! 

Bat Belt Buckle: $8.47 + $3.69 shipping. I love belt buckles so so much! You have to have a belt that has a removable buckle for this to work, however. 

Bat T-Shirt: $14.99 It comes in slate (shown above), silver (which is slightly lighter) and a few colors. 

Insecurities

Request: 

  • can you do a smutty revenge!gerard imagine ^-^
  • REVENGE GERARD SMUT WHERE HE IS INSECURE AND Y/N IS VERY CONFIDENT PLZ LOVE YOUR IMAGINES BTW

I’ve known Frank Iero since high school. We’ve been very good friends since, even with him constantly touring with his new band. We were both pretty excited when we found out Warp Tour was hitting a venue not too far from where I lived. I was very excited to see Frank again and hang out like old times. His band was really good, full of energy and life despite the dark lyrics in their songs. One of the real highlights of the show was the band’s lead singer, Gerard. I’ve met Gerard a few times, he was very shy despite his bold stage persona. He never really hung out with us when I came to visit, muttering a quiet “hi” before retreating to his bunk and drawing the rest of my visit. Frank assured me that Gerard was just extremely shy around new people, especially girls. If anything, that just made him more adorable. I loved to tease Gerard, hugging him from behind or telling him how cute he looked in his red tie. But no matter how much I flirted with him, he never retaliated. Only getting extremely flustered and making an excuse to leave. Frank came back to the picnic table where I was sitting with the rest of the band, carrying a round of beers. The guys all cheered, eagerly chugging down their drinks. “Where’s Gerard?” I asked Frank once he sat down.

“Uh, I think he’s back at the bus.”

“I’m gonna bring him a drink, no one should be left out.”

“Are you sure? You know how antisocial he is.”

“Yeah, i’ll be back in a minute.” He nodded, handing me an extra beer before turning back to Ray. I knocked on the tour bus with my elbow, trying to balance the two drinks in my hand. Gerard’s eyes widened when he answered the door, running a hand through his long hair. 

“Y/n, what are you doing here? I mean, uh, not that i’m not happy to see you or anything but I thought you guys all went to go get drinks?”

“We did, but I wanted to bring you one. Can you let me in?”

“Oh!” He jumped, quickly stepping out of the way. “Sorry…you didn’t have to bring me anything you know.”

“I wanted to. I haven’t seen you in awhile Gee, I’ve missed you.”

“I missed you too, um, what’s up? How’ve you been?” His jersey accent was thick today.

“You know me, school and work. What about you? I can’t imagine the infamous Gerard Way doesn’t do anything when he’s not performing.”

“Well, I really just draw. I know it’s lame but that’s all I really want to do,” he admitted sheepishly,taking a sip from the drink I brought him.

“Well, not today. Who knows the next time I’ll see you guys so lets celebrate on a great show and get fucked up.”


“…and then the guy goes ‘Better stay on that side of the street, motherfucker. Or i’ll knock you out!’,” Gerard slurred, giggling at his own story. I laughed, hiccuping as my beer began to come back up. I leaned back in my chair,admiring how beautiful Gerard looked with a smile on his face. He chuckled nervously, tucking his hair behind his ears. “What?”

“Nothing, you’re just so damn cute when you laugh,” I gushed, my heart soaring when he blushed.

“No, i’m not,” he laughed, picking at his nails.

“Gerard, I hate to break it to you, but you’re a hot piece of ass and need to be proud of it.”

“W-What?” He blushed, eyes immediately darting to the floor. “I’m really not.”

“Every girl out there tonight wanted to screw you.”

“I’ve barely kissed a girl and you act like i’m some chick magnet,” he laughed, looking up shyly at me.

“You could be if you flirted back. Do you want me to prove it to you?” I didn’t wait for an answer and grabbed him by his collar, crashing our lips together. He was frozen in place, eyes shut tightly. I pulled away, giving him a reassuring smile. “See? You have nice lips, I can’t imagine how good of a kisser you are when you actually kiss back,” I laughed, loving his flustered state. Gerard’s face was practically a beacon, bright red and wide eyed. He chuckled anxiously, pulling at his sleeves.

“You think so?”

“I know so. Wanna try again?” I offered, rubbing small circles on his knee. He nodded, leaning forward to my lips. The kiss was slow and sweet, I could tell he was holding back. I moved forward, straddling his waist. He pulled back, taking in our new position. 

“A-are you s-sure you wanna d-do this?”

“Just kiss me Gerard,” I groaned, kissing him eagerly. He hesitantly put his hands on my hips, I could feel his palms shaking. “It’s okay Gee, touch me,” I encouraged, placing my hands over his and guiding them to my chest. He sucked in a breath, lightly groping my breast.

“Is this okay?” He asked sweetly.

“I’m down for whatever you want baby,” I chuckled in between kisses and it was true, I would do anything with him at this point, especially with the amount of alcohol coursing through me. 

“Sorry, i’m not trying to ruin this…I just don’t really know what i’m doing,” he admitted, blushing furiously.

“It’s okay Gee, we’ll take one step at a time okay?” He nodded, smiling when I gave him a quick peck on the lips. I got up from his lap and dropped onto my knees in front of him, enjoying how much his eye widened at what was about to happen. I went to work on his pants, giggling at the sight of his bat belt buckle. My fingers curled around his boxers, slowly starting to lower them down his legs.

“Wait!” Gerard choked out, grabbing my hands.

“What’s wrong? Is this too far?” 

“No no no, it’s just…just, um…i’m not the most fit guy in the world so…I understand if you don’t want do this anym-”

“Gee, you’re hot. Not just your body, but your personality has girls swooning over you. I want to do this. Do you want to keep going?” He took in a deep breath and nodded, closing his eyes and leaning his head back. I continued my previous actions, lowering his boxers down to his ankles. Gerard was huge, I always thought he was because you can see the outline of his package with those tight jeans he wears on stage, but shit. I slowly pumped my hand down his length, watching him shudder at my touch. He whimpered when I licked a stripe up his shaft, spreading his legs a little wider. I wrapped my lips around his tip, swirling my tongue around it before lowering my head down his length.I bobbed my head up and down, stroking everything I couldn’t fit. Tears brimmed my eyes when his tip brushed the back of my throat. I relaxed my throat, trying to keep my gag reflex in check. Gerard was a moaning mess, nails digging in to the arms of the chair.

“Oh my god y/n, this feels amazing. I’m gonna…” He barely whispered out the words before crying out, shooting his load down my throat. I swallowed most of it, wiping the corners of my mouth with the back of my sleeve. 

“How was that?” I smirked up at Gerard, giving him a quick kiss.

“It felt really good, thank you,” He smiled shyly, brushing the hair out of his face. 

“Do you have a condom?”

“Uh no, I think F-Frankie does…in his bunk.” I nodded, getting up to the back of the bus and digging through Frank’s bunk. Gerard laughed nervously when he saw me return with the square packet, burying his head in his hands. 

“What is it?”

“Nothing…I guess I never thought this was gonna happen. You know, a pretty girl actually wanting to have sex with me,” he said bashfully, rubbing his eyes before looking up at me.

“And I never thought I would get this far with someone as amazing as you Gee.” I leaned down and gave him another kiss, noting how natural kissing him already felt. I handed him the condom, standing up in front of him. I slowly peeled off my shirt and undoing my bra, tossing them off to the side. I could feel Gerard eyes raking down my body. I looked up at him when I moved to my pants, making eye contact as he palmed himself.

“You’re really pretty,” Gerard beamed, moving his hands away from his cock to adjust his hair.

“You’re so sweet,” I giggled, pulling of my pants and panties and tossing them in the same direction as my shirt. I straddled his waist, kissing him deeply. My hands moved down to the buttons on his shirt, undoing them quickly.

“S-Stop,” Gerard panted out, looking up fearfully at my confused expression. “Sorry sorry, i’m sorry…my stomach’s the worst…” He bit his lip and closed his eyes, avoiding my gaze. 

“Do you wanna leave it on?”

“No…no, it’s okay. Do it.” I nodded, kissing his cheek before undoing the last button. I ran my hands up and down his chest, taking in the sight of his pale skin. 

“You’re perfect Gee,” I smiled, giving him another kiss. “But, we’re keeping this on, okay? It’s so sexy.” I giggled, twirling the red tie between my fingers. He laughed loudly, running his hands up and down my back when I positioned him at my entrance. “Ready?”

“Ready.” I slowly lowered down onto him, both of his groaning at the friction. “Shit, you’re so tight,” Gerard grunted, rolling his hips underneath me. He gripped my hips harder. So hard, I knew I would have bruises  He tilted his head back, eyes closing as he let out a loud groan. Between our moans and the slight rocking of the bus, I figured anyone walking by could figure out what was happening. It should have bothered me, but it didn’t. The unsteady rhythm became downright sloppy as we both were on the brink of our climaxes. I clenched around Gerard tightly as I could. All of the pressure built up until I finally exploded. I came with a long, loud scream and Gerard tried to hold out, but my orgasm triggered his. Just moments after me, he came inside me with a similar strangled cry.  I was boneless when I finally came back down to Earth. I collapsed against Gerard’s chest, to weak to move. He stayed inside me, even when he began to grow softer. He brushed a stray hair out of me, leaning to kiss me softly. “I can’t believe this actually happened,” he giggled, wrapping his arms around my waist.

“I told you I missed you.”

Hybrid Moments

Can you write an imagine where it’s like revenge era gee and y/n went on tour with them and he has a lot of adrenaline from after being on stage and like fucks y/n in the van lol
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So I’ve actually received two prompts like this! But because they’re quite different apart from one similar element (which I’m not going to spoil but you’ll see when I post the other one), I decided to keep them separate rather than combining them. Anyways, I’m well aware what I wrote during the performance for this imagine never happened… call it my creative license taking over. Anyways, I hope you like it! Xx

Warnings:…..smut.
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The gig that night had gone flawlessly, you watching from the wings in amazement as Gerard and the rest of the guys hit all their marks, easily rolling through their setlist. Your heart was racing as you watched him command the audience, the crowd whipping up into a tizzy as band went through all the tracks off of Revenge, even teasing the crowd with a few songs from Bullets. It was a pretty standard concert, until they came to Prison. You were practically falling apart at the seams as Gerard stalked across the stage, seducing the crowd with every line.

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