MCR-IMAGINES 2015 GIVEAWAY

To honor the start of a new year, i’m doing a giveaway. This also an extended thank you for being awesome followers and being awesome! I will pick a winner on February 1st.

Rules:

Must be following

Giveaway accounts are allowed

Both likes and reblogs will count

You are allowed to reblog as many times as you want

The winner will get three days to answer to a DM, if I never get a response I will pick a new winner

Must be comfortable giving me an address

I’m ordering the shirts after I pick a winner so size won’t be an issue

The winner will be picked by random.org

Giveaway consists of:

My Chemical Romance: Danger Days vinyl

My Chemical Romance the Black Parade tee

My Chemical Romance hoodie

My Chemical Romance Ouiji board tee

My Chemical Romance Danger Days tee

My Chemical Romance: May Death Never Stop You vinyl

Twenty One Pilots long sleeve

Twenty One Pilots bracelet

Twenty One Pilots tee

Fall Out Boy long sleeve

Fall Out Boy tee

Panic! At the Disco bracelet

Panic! At the Disco: Too Weird Too Live, Too Rare To Die! tee

Panic! At the Disco tee

Mindless Self Indulgence tee

Pierce the Veil jacket

All Time Low tee

My Chemical Romance: I Brought You My Bullets You Brought Me Your Love CD

My Chemical Romance: Three Cheers For Sweet Revenge

My Chemical Romance: The Black Parade CD

Fall Out Boy: Folie à Deux CD

Fall Out Boy: Save Rock And Roll CD

Fall Out Boy: American Beauty/American Psycho

Panic! At the Disco: A Fever You Can’t Sweat Out CD

Panic! At the Disco: Vices And Virtues CD

Panic! At the Disco: Pretty. Odd. CD

Simple Plan: Still Not Getting Any CD

Mindless Self Indulgence: If CD

Twenty One Pilots: Blurryface CD

Pierce the Veil: Selfish Machines CD

All Time Low: So Wrong It’s Right CD

Green Day: American Idiot CD

Gerard Way: Hesitant Alien CD

Blink-182: Enema of the State CD

Frnkiero andthe Cellabration: Stomachaches CD

Ends February 1st. Good luck! x

Steve Harrington ideas...

Hey! I’m very new to the Stranger Things fandom and I have fallen down the rabbit hole of Steve Harrington fan fictions on here and I'm obsessed. I’ve been thinking of ideas when I'm not reading because I'm autistic and so this is my new hyper fixation (Shoutout to the creators on here who write for autistic readers. Y’all are the real MVP’s) I used to write fan fictions but I haven't written in a long time but I have a lot of ideas. IDK if this is an acceptable thing to do on here but I just thought I’d give my ideas and if anyone wanted to take them and run with them I think that'd be super cool. If not maybe one day I’ll get off my ass and actually continue writing. So even if no one wants to take them I’d love some feedback on my ideas or just options on which ones people like the most? Idk I'm also just kind of word vomiting to get this out into the universe so I can stop fixating on them. lol

Anyways here are some of the ideas running through my brain:

-Reader is in nursing school or med school and is the party’s doctor basically when shit goes down. Reader is dating Steve and gets frustrated with him because he's becoming reckless and one day after a bad run in the reader is taking care of Steves injuries but not talking to him but they eventually blow up at him but it ends fluffy?

-Reader is (again lol) in nursing school and has to practice doing exams on patients and asks her boyfriend Steve to help her out. It starts out serious but then Steve gets goofy and then it turns into smut.

-Reader is waiting to hear if they passed a major exam and is nervous so Steve tries to distract them

-(Takes place in season 4. Also sorry this one is going to be long and specific and weird but I can't stop thinking about it.) Reader and Steve are engaged and she's very pregnant. Reader has always been very involved with the party and everything that has lead up to this season. When the vena stuff starts happening Steve tries everything he can to keep the reader in the dark about it because he knows she will want to help. Reader finds out about everything (maybe from Dustin on accident and Steve gets pissed) Anyways reader gets mad at Steve and argues with him about keeping her in the dark and she's yelling about how she is going with them to defeat Vecna and Steve is like “absolutely not” and they go back and forth for awhile. She eventually breaks down and says she can't live without him and something like “We can make another baby but I can't make another you. Don't make me do this alone. I can't lose you” After awhile Steve realizes she's going to help no matter what. While the team is going over how they are going to defeat Vecna the reader starts getting contractions but just thinks its braxton hicks or nerves or whatever so she ignores it but when they are in the Upside Down reader goes like fully into labor. They defeat Vecna (and Eddie lives because him dying just isn't fair) and they try to get the reader out so they can get to the hospital. (they either make it to the hospital or they don't and have to help deliver the baby in Eddies trailer.) (I’m just picturing a hilarious amount of chaos as Steve, Robin, Eddie and Nancy and maybe some of the younger kids try to help bring the baby into the world lol) Again I'm sorry for this one hahah

-Reader is epileptic. Reader and Steve are cuddling on the couch watching a movie and the reader has a seizure. Steve freaks out a little at first but remembers what you told him to do if it ever happened and what he has read about so he makes sure you're safe and tries to comfort you as its happening even though he doesn't know if you can hear him. When reader starts to wake up he makes sure she's okay and just cuddles here and takes care of her for the rest of the night.

-(Another weird specific one. Sorry) Reader is Eddies younger sister. She is dating Steve but lives with Eddie. Eddie had a kid a few years ago and sees him every couple of months because the mother moved away to another state or something but he misses his son all the time and is kind of depressed about it. Reader just had a baby and is really stressed and thinks she's not fit to be a mom. (Steve is super great with the baby but when he's working more so they can get a place together.) Steve is at work one day and the reader is just crying trying to take care of the baby (i pictured a baby girl but ??) Eddie sees how she's struggling and is super sweet and helps her in anyway he can and teaches her some stuff he learned when his son was born. Eddie reassures her that she's a great mom and he realizes helping out with his niece helps his depression a little bit.

-Reader has been dating Steve for a little while and finally decides to open up to him and tell him that they're autistic. They're nervous Steve will think differently of them but Steve is super sweet and asks them what he should know about them (like what gets them overstimulated, certain textures or foods to avoid, etc.) Steve takes note of what you tell him and does his own research too and just tries his best to make you comfortable and be the best boyfriend he can be and its just super sweet.

-TW: Rape and PTSD!!!! Reader was raped a year or so before she started dating Steve. He would try to be physical with the reader but he could sense they were uncomfortable so he never pushed it but eventually asks if he did something wrong or if they don't like him as much anymore or something and so they open up to him about what happened and how they have PTSD and he feels awful and makes sure they know he never wants them to feel pressured with him and he's just happy to be with them and spend time with them. After a few more months the reader wants to try to have sex with Steve because they love him and trust him completely. He takes it super slow with them and checks in with them and makes sure they feel loved during the whole process and its just a really beautiful healing experience because the reader thought they would never be able to have meaningful and loving sex after what happened.

Those are just some of my ideas. If you made it this far thanks for reading! haha

If anyone decides to take an idea and run with it be sure to tag me! I’d love to read it! If not hopefully I will write some of these in the future.

Ghost Hunting (Gerard Way and Frank Iero Imagine) (sorta)

"Guys I really don’t think this is a good idea!” My voice was heavy with concern as I walked down the high school hallway with my group of friends.

“Why? Is little y/n afraid?” My friend Franks’ childish tone was, of course, the first response. He was short but he was feisty. Always ready with a sassy comeback or an angry rebuttal. He had a temper, or maybe a napoleon complex. But he was best friends with my boyfriend, Gerard so I had to put up with him.

“Let her be Frank. Remember what happened when we took her to that haunted corn maze? It took thirty minutes to get her to stop crying.” I feel Gerards arm sling around my waist and pull me closer to him as he lightly joked at my expense. I give him an eye roll and push him away playfully. Laughing, he pulls me back and kisses me on the cheek.

“Well I’m sorry Gee for freaking out when someone with a chainsaw comes chasing after me! Did you expect me to laugh?” I laced my words with heavy sarcasm, my defense mechanism. Frank waved his hands bringing the attention back to him.

“Okay but seriously! Isn’t anyone the least bit curious about the Aria Way haunting? Don’t you want to know if she’s still creeping around the place?” Franks dark brown eyes grew bigger with each question. His usual excitement was now heightened with his hopeful investigation plan. Frank had been going on and on about sneaking onto the grounds of an abandoned insane asylum. More specifically, the insane asylum in our town that is rumored to be haunted. We learned about the hillcrest sanatorium in school. It was first a tuberculosis ward in the early 1900’s but then got turned into an asylum years later. So of course people in our town and the towns over wanted to see if it was haunted. People had reported feeling sick as soon as they went on the grounds, or getting weird scratches and stuff like that but I think it’s all just people running away with their imaginations. Our local newspaper had published an article in the most recent release about an old patient, Aria Way, who was admitted to the asylum in 1947 when she was just 16 years old. Her parents had found out about her female lover and had her admitted immediately. Back then if you were homosexual you were shunned and usually put in an asylum to be “cured’.

“I’m in!” Gerards’s brother Mikey piped in, looking up from his phone through his dark blonde hair.

“Me too! This will be the perfect inspiration for my senior art project. I’ll bring my canvas and stuff.” My artsy purple haired best friend Isabelle added. Great now I was obligated to go. I couldn’t be the only one not going.

“Great then it’s settled! I’ll meet you guys at my house by 5 and then we will just take my car to the site.“ My stomach started to turn into itself. For someone who was skeptical I was sure nervous. Don’t be a baby. I repeated to myself as we went our separate ways to 6th hour.

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“Listen y/n. If you don’t want to do this it’s okay. You and I can just go back to your house and watch movies. I’ll tell Frank I’m not feeling well or something.” Gerard brushed his long dark hair out of his face and turned down his stereo to look at me with his beautiful hazel eyes as we drove in his car to Frank’s house. He was noticing my unusual silence.

“It’s fine Gee. It’s just a building. Ghosts aren’t real. I’m fine really. Now turn it back up I was listening to that!” I turned up the Misfits song he had playing. I focused on the drums in the song and smiled at him while I nervously played with the ends of my newly dyed silver hair. The smile took almost all my energy and I didn’t know if I was trying to convince him that I was okay or myself that I was going to be okay.

We soon enough arrived at Franks house. The whole gang was waiting by his car.

“Finally! I thought you guys chickened out!” Frank called out lighting up a cigarette from his leather jacket, as we got out of Gerard’s car.

“You know us better than that Franklin.” I gave him a smug look as we all piled in his old Ford Taurus. The loud start of his engine fired off signals all throughout my body making me jump. This was it. I couldn’t back out now.

Minutes passed like hours. With every mile I felt my stomach twist and my palms sweat. I tried to keep time with my heart but it was sounding more like a hummingbird than a second hand. My conscience was in a tizzy. Every inch of my body told me that this wasn’t a good idea.

“We’re here!” I looked around and realized I wasn’t paying attention to how we had gotten here. The panicked feeling in my torso got worse. It felt as though bricks were slowly piling inside of my lungs. Frank parked the car and turned to us in the back seat with a creepy smile laid across his face. “Let’s go find Aria!”

We got out of his car and walked toward the grounds of the lot. It wasn’t at all what I expected. All that was standing were a few broken down concrete walls. Everything else was semi torn down or burned. There was trash and graffiti everywhere. It was more sad than anything. Gerard took my hand and pulled me closer to him. He kissed the side of my head and whispered in my ear, “Don’t worry love, I’ll protect you.”

“So according to the people who were interviewed for the article the ghost of Aria Way is a tall female figure with long blonde hair and wearing a white hospital gown splattered with blood.” Mikey spoke animatedly holding back a laugh, reading from his phone. “It’s rumored that after being shocked so many times for treatment she went nuts and tried to kill the doctors with a scalpel. Before doctors could restrain her she climbed out a 2 story window, proclaimed her love to Satan and jumped. She died on impact from what would have been about there.” He read from the online news article and pointed to an open space above a standing wall. His finger moved down to where I was standing, indicating that it was where she had died. I instinctively moved three steps back. “It also says that the only two things she had brought with her to the hospital was a picture of her mother and father and a doll. The picture was found but the doll wasn’t.” Mikey continued to read.

“Well then let’s find it God damn it! Split up everybody!” Frank said excitedly as he put out his second cigarette of the night. We all hesitantly split up.Even Gerard and I. I didn’t remember letting g of his hand. I walked towards the far right of the wreckage that was once a part of the building. It was surrounded by a lot of red and orange colored leaves. I had to remember to tell Isabelle about this spot so she could paint it. As creepy as this place was, the autumn trees surrounding it made it look a little less eerie. I strolled leisurely enjoying the scenery until I felt something under my foot. I looked down expecting to see a soda can or an empty carton of cigarettes left by disrespectful teens but instead I saw something I never would have guessed. It was a doll. A white doll with blue stitched eyes and a red stitched mouth. I recognized it immediately from the article Mikey was reading from. I went to pick it up but stopped as soon as my fingers grazed across the face. It felt like cold skin, not burlap or cotton.

“Ahhhhhhhhhhh!” I heard a blood-curdling scream and looked back up. Not even 10 feet from me loomed a girl with blonde hair and a bloody hospital gown. And she was staring right at me with her gaping black holes of eyes. I could only think to run but my legs refused to budge. I felt like I was frozen in time. She smiles at me and that’s when it happens. My skin and insides now felt as though someone had dumped kerosene on them and lit a match but I stilI couldn’t scream or run. I was trapped under a spell. Her spell. She moved closer and closer and with every step the pain radiated even more. I was losing control of my body. My eyesight was blackening and then my limbs gave out. The cold ground burned my skin as it made contact. The last thing I remember was being on the ground seizing with her demonic face close to mine whispering another language. The pain was overtaken for a brief moment with fear. Complete and utter fear. I was sure I had seen the Devil himself. She touched my face with her lifeless cold hand and I was gone.

“Y/N!!!!! Oh my gosh! Guys she’s over here!” Someone’s voice was above me, but I still couldn’t see. I couldn’t tell if I was too scared to or if I was too close to death to. “Someone call an ambulance! She’s having a seizure. And- oh my gosh is that blood? Did she hit her face?” The voice continued in a frantic monologue. My body still felt like it was on fire and it didn’t help that the voice was putting their hands on me. Touching all the places that hurt the most. Please kill me. I try to whisper.

“Y/n! Baby can you hear me?” Another voice comes through and I feel myself being lifted off of the ground. This was it. I was going to heaven. But why was I still in so much pain? Is this a sick joke, God?

“Oh my god. Oh my god! What should we do?” A different voice comes through a little clearer. The pain suddenly went away and I felt as though I had never left earth. My eyes finally get enough energy to creep open and I see that I am in the backseat of Frank’s car with Gerard, Frank, Isabelle and Mikey. They were all huddled around me with wide eyes of terror

“Oh man. Are you okay y/n?”

“What happened?’

“Should we go to the hospital?” Everyone was throwing questions at me left and right. But my brain couldn’t process any of them. It felt like it was going to explode. I sit up and rub my temples hoping it will clear my vision or take me back 3 hours. Gerard hands me a water bottle and a few aspirins from my purse. I take them graciously. Swallowing the pills as if they would solve all the problems in the world. I closed my eyes and leaned into Gerard’s flannel covered chest. Listening to his heartbeat and inhaling his cologne and coffee scent, I gave up. Whether it was shock or permanent damage, my mind and mouth refused to work. I couldn’t explain to myself what had just happened let alone a group of people who hadn’t seen what I had. Or maybe I hadn’t seen anything. Maybe I was as childish as everybody else claiming to have had a demonic experience here. Or maybe I was just losing my mind. Debating the possibilities in my head just made me more sick.

But I did know with every ounce of my being that I wanted- No. I needed to get away from this place.

After a moment of deep breathing and a few more sips of water I was finally able to spit out a whisper. “Home”. Isabelle and Gerard helped me get buckled up as Frank started the engine. “I’m so sorry sweetheart” Gerard whispered as he pulled me into him. He continued to hold me and tell me I was okay now.I felt a small pang of relief as we started to drive out of the lot. I turned my head to get one last look at the Hillcrest sanatorium. To burn an image in my head of the place nightmares are formed. I took in the now seemingly dark trees, the cloudy sky, and the sad pewter concrete blocks. That’s when I noticed something different about the main wall. There was someone sitting on top of it. It was the thing. Her. She was sitting on the wall with the doll in her tiny hands. She looked in my direction and put a lanky finger to her dead lips before jumping off and disappearing into the ground.

Words to replace said, except this actually helps

I got pretty fed up with looking for words to replace said because they weren’t sorted in a way I could easily use/find them for the right time. So I did some myself.

IN RESPONSE TO Acknowledged Answered Protested

INPUT/JOIN CONVERSATION/ASK Added Implored Inquired Insisted Proposed Queried Questioned Recommended Testified

GUILTY/RELUCTANCE/SORRY Admitted Apologized Conceded Confessed Professed

FOR SOMEONE ELSE Advised Criticized Suggested

JUST CHECKING Affirmed Agreed Alleged Confirmed

LOUD Announced Chanted Crowed

LEWD/CUTE/SECRET SPY FEEL Appealed Disclosed Moaned

ANGRY FUCK OFF MATE WANNA FIGHT Argued Barked Challenged Cursed Fumed Growled Hissed Roared Swore

SMARTASS Articulated Asserted Assured Avowed Claimed Commanded Cross-examined Demanded Digressed Directed Foretold Instructed Interrupted Predicted Proclaimed Quoted Theorized

ASSHOLE Bellowed Boasted Bragged

NERVOUS TRAINWRECK Babbled Bawled Mumbled Sputtered Stammered Stuttered

SUAVE MOTHERFUCKER Bargained Divulged Disclosed Exhorted

FIRST OFF Began

LASTLY Concluded Concurred

WEAK PUSY Begged Blurted Complained Cried Faltered Fretted

HAPPY/LOL Cajoled Exclaimed Gushed Jested Joked Laughed

WEIRDLY HAPPY/EXCITED Extolled Jabbered Raved

BRUH, CHILL Cautioned Warned

ACTUALLY, YOU’RE WRONG Chided Contended Corrected Countered Debated Elaborated Objected Ranted Retorted

CHILL SAVAGE Commented Continued Observed Surmised

LISTEN BUDDY Enunciated Explained Elaborated Hinted Implied Lectured Reiterated Recited Reminded Stressed

BRUH I NEED U AND U NEED ME Confided Offered Urged

FINE Consented Decided

TOO EMO FULL OF EMOTIONS Croaked Lamented Pledged Sobbed Sympathized Wailed Whimpered

JUST SAYING Declared Decreed Mentioned Noted Pointed out Postulated Speculated Stated Told Vouched

WASN’T ME Denied Lied

EVIL SMARTASS Dictated Equivocated Ordered Reprimanded Threatened

BORED Droned Sighed

SHHHH IT’S QUIET TIME Echoed Mumbled Murmured Muttered Uttered Whispered

DRAMA QUEEN Exaggerated Panted Pleaded Prayed Preached

OH SHIT Gasped Marveled Screamed Screeched Shouted Shrieked Yelped Yelled

ANNOYED Grumbled Grunted Jeered Quipped Scolded Snapped Snarled Sneered

ANNOYING Nagged

I DON’T REALLY CARE BUT WHATEVER Guessed Ventured

I’M DRUNK OR JUST BEING WEIRDLY EXPRESSIVE FOR A POINT/SARCASM Hooted Howled Yowled

I WONDER Pondered Voiced Wondered

OH, YEAH, WHOOPS Recalled Recited Remembered

SURPRISE BITCH Revealed

IT SEEMS FAKE BUT OKAY/HA ACTUALLY FUNNY BUT I DON’T WANT TO LAUGH OUT LOUD Scoffed Snickered Snorted

BITCHY Tattled Taunted Teased

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reddir14

1 year ago

In case anyone is curious: still would fuck the shit out of Gator Tillman and I am not sorry.

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reddir14

8 years ago

More pictures of Gerard’s hands.

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reddir14

9 years ago

2015 Stocking Stuffer Giveaway!!!

It’s that time of year again, and we at Ode to Frank want to help out fans that might otherwise go without Frank merch.

The rules are pretty basic: * Must be following us on Tumblr * Reblog this post no more than 5 times (you can create a blog to participate) * Likes don’t count * Winners from previous contests or giveaways are not eligible * People that own Frank merchandise (not including hard copies of music) are not eligible (please be fair) * Must have a mailing address and willingness to share it w/us * Don’t be mean.

Deadline: December 22nd, 9 pm CST Winners announced: December 24th, 9pm CST

The winners will be chosen randomly, via random.org. Here’s how items will be distributed:

1st & 2nd: Frnk Cross (L) or Egan Skull Hoodie (M) (1st prize winner chooses)

3rd & 4th: FIATC scarf

5th: Frank photo Cellabration t-shirt (M) 6th: Glow-in-the-Dark Skeleton t-shirt (M)

7th: Frnk Iero fingerless gloves

8th & 9th: FrnkIero andthe Cellabration thorn of crown back-sized patch

10th-13th: Set of Sweet Pea Neverenders and FI Cellabration patches

14th & 15th: Professional photo print by Justin Borucki

16th: Monster Squad poster

17th: Pack of FIATC stickers & Sweet Pea patch

Happy Reblogging!