Dust p3Gerard stood, watching his friend shake for the longest time.Dust p33 days ago in General Fiction More Like This
Gerard knew he couldn't fix it any further. Frank was gone.
Then, Frank stopped shaking. He found peace in that split second before the trigger was pulled. A crack echoed throughout the desert, and along with it, the thump of a lonely heart.
But Gerard wasn't lonely. He wasn't sad at all. He walked over to Frank's body and touched his face. "Hey Pansy." He whispered. "I'll be right there, okay?"
Gerard picked up the green gun from Frank's limp hand. "I'm right outside the turnpike gates." He looked into Frank's dull, foggy hazel-green eyes.
"Man, don't people know I'm on a schedule? Just 'cause I deal with the dead, doesn't mean my social life is dead." the Phoenix Witch threw it's hands up in the air.
"Long time, no see." Gerard ran a hand through his long-ish red hair.
"Ah, the strong soul." The Witch looked up at Gerard. "I was wondering when you'd come back."
"You knew the day I was coming back. You could've j
Gerard's Sugalumps (crack!fic)He walks - no, strides - down the street, all the girls staring at the one spot. Gerard sees them, of course, he’s wearing track pants that always put the girls in a trance. At least he didn’t wear his dungarees or pantaloons, that didn’t end well last time.Gerard's Sugalumps (crack!fic)3 days ago in Humor More Like This
“Hey, buddy, could you cover those things please?” A guy asks, averting his eyes.
“Well, let me tell ya,” Gerard says. “I see the girls looking at my junk, then checkin’ out my trunk, then back to my sugalumps.”
“Sugalumps?” The guy inquires, finally allowing himself to stare.
“Yeah, they look so good that’s why I keep ‘em in the front,” Gerard states, sauntering away with no shame in the world and no fucks to give.
No one’s ever been able to withstand the power of his sugalumps, they’re so sweet and white and highly refined. They’ll try to steal a feel of the family jewelry, but they always shri
Runaway Scars - Frerard - Chapter 10Gerard couldn’t sleep. No, not with knowing he wouldn’t see Frank in the morning; or not being able to text him; and certainly not without his arms wrapped around him and his silent breathing filling his ears and lulling him into his dreams. He wasn’t even tired.Runaway Scars - Frerard - Chapter 103 days ago in Romance More Like This
He was awake as ever.
And talking to one of his roommates wouldn’t help. They were either snobby, mean, or down right stupid. And it was odd, too, because a lot of them had similar interests, yet were just so different. Gerard wasn’t too surprised at his failure to get along with everyone; it was a common thing for him. The only friends he had were Frank and the other people at the junkyard.
Gerard remembered he had had one really good friend a long time ago. They did everything together, had similar interests, lived VERY close by…and they loved each other. Gerard hadn’t seen him for four years now, and he doubted he ever would until they w
Hello there, you nice piece of fluffHey guys. I'm highly inactive right now, and I hate that. The fact is, I've almost stopped to write. Like, I've a huuuuge lack of inspiration. And I have school. I don't even think of working for school anyway. Because I draw. And I have guitar. And I'm realising just as I'm writing this right now that internet and social networks are litterally eating all my inspiration. Sigh. I can't do anything calmly anymore. I'm going to implode someday. Anyway my life is a bit fucked up right now. Like, I'm confused as hell about like... about everything. (did I just use about two times for no reason) And yeah. I'm making a lot of promises and stuff that I can't keep. I'm lying. I'm also opening up too much sometimes. Why. Why can't I be fucking normal? No fucking mood swings and holes as big as the candy monster of ghostbusters in my plans?Hello there, you nice piece of fluff3 days ago in Personal More Like This
Anyway yeah. I haven't written anything new (blame me) , I can't draw (sorry guys), I'm not even an excuse of a human being right now (i can only blame
Our Heros are DeadI walk through the destruction, radiation and dust away from the clean white cities. All around me families are split apart by war, children with burns, people living without the one person who kept them going. My heart goes out to all to all of you.Our Heros are Dead5 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
My soul saddened as I watched a couple fresh out of a firefight desperately pulling each other to safety. I watched from afar as they struggle to open their bag of supplies. The med kit was so close, and still to far out of reach. Once they realized they were too weak to open it they held each other in their arms, making peace with themselves. Their fight was over.
I had to stand there and watch another two men die out of the millions of brave men and women standing behind me. I'm not a god, or an angel, I am another casualty in the war against a stale nation, a dead one. Our leaders are dead but the war is not over.
Runaway Scars - Frerard - Chapter 9Frank’s mom didn’t even call the cops. He arrived some safely that same morning, no suspicion and no harm done. He noted how easy it was to run away if he used ‘staying at a friend’s house’ as an excuse…Runaway Scars - Frerard - Chapter 95 days ago in Romance More Like This
Frank felt so…weird after spending time with Gerard that day. Because it was all official now. Gerard was his boyfriend. He really DID love Gerard. He wasn’t ashamed or embarrassed by this; just surprised as hell. Because…well, it was GERARD.
He thought back on the day he met Gerard, just a couple weeks ago. He still had the shirt he gave him; truth be told, he’d been wearing it to bed ever since. Creepy? Yeah, probably. He had kept telling himself it was because it was amazingly soft and comfortable, and he preferred it over sleeping shirtless.
But Frank cherished the shirt.
And really, it was all worth the loss of his favorite Black Flag shirt. Of course, he didn’t
Runaway Scars - Frerard - Chapter 8Gerard pulled away, staring cautiously into Frank’s eyes and breathing heavily. Frank stood expressionless, sharing him breath and waiting for something to happen. Gerard cleared his throat and hesitated, but spoke.Runaway Scars - Frerard - Chapter 85 days ago in Romance More Like This
“Do you mean it this time?” he asked quietly.
Frank put his head down shamefully. How could he have been so close minded and stubborn before to push Gerard away like that? How could he have just decided that his own misery—his own unwillingness to trust someone—was more important to maintain than the honesty and respect Gerard deserved?
Finally, Frank nodded. “I always meant it.”
“So if I ask you how you feel about me tomorrow—“
“I’ll say that I trust you more than I’ve ever trusted anyone, and that even though I barely know you and am possibly setting myself up for disaster, I love you.” Frank answered, speaking quickly as his
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I feel something squeeze around my waist. I open my eyes slowly and look down. It’s an arm. I follow the arm and trace it to a shoulder, which connects to a torso. I look north of said torso and see Gerard’s face, a lazy smile on his lips.
“Good morning, princess,” he whispers, giving me a full smile. I love the way his eyes squeeze up when he smiles. I know everyone’s eyes do that, but for some reason, it’s super adorable when I see it on Gerard.
“G’morning,” I mumble, rolling over to face him. I close my eyes and try to give him a dopey smile. He lets out a chuckle and leans down to kiss me.
“You’re so cute when you’re sleepy. C’mon, let’s get something to eat.” He hops off of the bed, only stopping halfway to the stairs. He throws me an innocent, beckoning look. “Are you coming?” I sigh and push the covers o
Espylacopa - Ch1''Tell me how much you love me!'' Frank said to me with his biggest smirk spread all over his face. I could see through his smile, I knew better than that. Because deep within his beautiful hazel eyes I could see his insecurity, I could see him begging for vallidation.Espylacopa - Ch12 weeks ago in Drama More Like This
I grabbed his hands, cupped them together in mine and brought them to my lips, gently kissing them.
As I layed them down and looked at his face his smile had faded away a bit, he looked almost disappointed for me taking so long to answer his question.
I chuckled softly and rubbed my nose against his, making him giggle.
''How much I love you?'' I said to him ''I will tell you. I love you so much that actually I want to stay awake all night long, just to make sure you're safe. I would walk the earth for you, I would go to hell and back if I have to. I am willing to die for you just to make sure that you can live. If I could I would pick the stars from the sky for you, you are my little prince, my precious, my everything, t