Sing It For Skye"Skye was 17, and probably the happiest, bubbliest, kindest person you could ever wish to meet. She was walking home from a friends house, wearing an MCR shirt, and some kids from her area started making horrible comments about her being an MCR fan and how she didn't deserve to live because of it. They kicked her to the floor, pinned her there, and repeatedly beat her until ther injuries -particularly to her head- were so severe there was no chance of her surviving. She died in the hospital later that day."
I would just like to comment, and say how cruel and horrible this is. The world is very ugly, but you were, and always will be, beautiful to us, Skye.
Otters Hold Hands - Frerard"Frankie you'll get hurt!" Gerard said grapping his boyfriend's hand. "But Geeee!" the younger male, Frank whined before letting himself fall down in the snow, taking Gerard with him.Otters Hold Hands - Frerard4 years ago in Romance More Like This
The couple was outside on a hill, together with Gerard's brother Mikey and their friends Ray and Bob. There had finally fallen enough snow for the teenagers to play in.
Mikey wrapped his grey coat tighter around himself before angrily taking his square glasses off and wipe off the snow that kept hitting the glass. A moment later he felt something hard hit the back of his head. He turned around and stared evilly at the two older boys giggling with snowballs in their hands.
"Aaw, Mikey relax, it's just for fun." Bob called before crashing his hand with snow in it into Ray's face without a warning. Ray yelped and jumped back, his brown afro bouncing. Mikey couldn't help himself from giggling, when Bob sent him a stupid smile due to his actions.
"Frankie you'll get hurt!" Mike
Vampires Will Never Hurt You I still remember the night I saw them for the first time. Their cold eyes, their black suits, their white teeth. Their mocking smiles.Vampires Will Never Hurt You3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Back then everybody used to tell me they're not going to hurt me. But even then I knew how wrong they were
It was one of the coldest nights of the year. The month was December, Christmas was coming. The cold hand of the wind had torn the clouds, covering everything with soft white moonlight, making the snow shine like silver. I was staring through the window, watching them. I knew what they were.
They were vampires.
"And if they get me and the sun goes down into the ground ?", I murmured, my voice sounded somehow quieter and weaker than usual.
Rebecca opened her mouth to say something, but I already knew she's going to tell me not to worry, so I continued:
"And if they get me take this spike to my heart and
Mine Chapter 4I sat on the sofa watching Spongebob, laughing at the jokes most kids wouldn't get.Mine Chapter 43 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Jake have you seen my--"
"No. For the millionth time no. I don't keep track of your shit Sav." I said, not breaking away fron the TV.
Savannah gave an annoyed sigh "It'd be nice if you helped me!"
"No." I said, crossing my arms "Today its 'wheres my makeup?' sooner or later its 'wheres my birth control?'"
I felt something hit my in the back of the head. I cried out and leaned forward, putting my hand over the spot. "BITCH!"
"Why can't you be a good brother?!" she screamed, I saw tears glisten on her cheeks.
"Because you're such a bitch!" I said "Poplars and outcasts don't get along!" I yelled back.
"JACOB! SAVANNAH! JUST SHUT UP!" Dad hollered from the kitchen.
I glared at her, pressing my lips together. She rolled her eyes and went back upstairs, muttering to herself.
I sat back down, rubbing the back of my head, trying to watch TV again. Not 5 seconds later there was an eager knock at the door.
WeStitchTheseWounds Ch.13WeStitchTheseWounds Ch.134 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"CHRIS! CHRIS! CHRIS!" The crazed, teenage, NeverShoutNever fans screached inside the crowded stadium. Chris grimaced at Andy, who just laughed.
"And I thought MY fans were insane." Chris laughed.
"Yeah, but mine don't break my limbs." He joked, just as a mob of girls broke through the chaos and reached the two boy, who were holding hands. There were three of them. Two were crying what seemed to be tears of happieness, while the third looked too stunned for words. Finally one spoke.
"Am I dreaming...Caylin, I think I'm dreaming" she said, turning to the shortest one, who had a humoungous smile on her face.
"Amber...Pinch me. No, wait don't. OW, Crimson. I said DON'T." She said, glaring slightly at the last one, who just stood there with a fake-inocent smile on her face. Chris chuckled at the three obvious friends.
"Uhm..can we have your aoutograph? And a hug? If so, my life will be complete." Said the one who spoke first origianally. The shorter one nodded, handing him four different c
Does Your Momma Know? Ch.04Frank's POVDoes Your Momma Know? Ch.043 years ago in Romance More Like This
Watching a movie with Gerard wasn't even near as fun as I thought it would have been. I spent most of the night fearing I would nudge his leg and trying to avoid his worrying eyes. Being in his presence made me act like I did when I liked Johnny Stark in 11th grade; a pathetic mess.
When his eyes locked with mine over a particularly sweet part of the movie, I had to make my excuses ( I was tired) and ask him to leave. I could see the hurt and potentially sad look in his eyes as he walked slowly to the door with me trailing behind him.
"Ermhave a good night sleep Frankie" he mumbled, rounding it off with a wry smile. He also used my nickname that made my heart flutter with guilt and a hopeless longing.
I nodded numbly, ushering him out of house as soon as possible. After he left I closed the front door with a soft thump before sliding down it, not in sadness or even guilt but confusion.
Pressing my back against the cool surface, I sighed heavily, c
Does Your Momma Know? Ch.01Does Your Momma Know? Ch.013 years ago in Romance More Like This
I swooped down and picked up a cardboard box which was filled with ornaments and carried them into our new house, pushing the front door open with my hip.
It was small and homely, the gate was baby blue and it had the white fence I always dreamed of when I was a kid. I smiled at the interior of the house, taking in the mass amounts of boxes before glancing at the clock.
"Shit" I muttered and jogged to the sideboard where I kept my car keys then left the house. I climbed into my car and checked the mirrors before backing out of the driveway.
Great Frank. Her first day and you're late.
"Daaaaaaaaddy!" I heard a little girl shriek before my daughter appeared from around the corner, running towards me. I giggle and picked her up, placing her on my hip.
"How was your day poppet?" I asked, hitching her up on my hip before starting to walk towards the car. She giggled and hid her face in my neck.
"Ryan held my hand at nap time" she giggled as I placed her down to open the
Phan: The 15:28 to London - Part 1/2Title: The 15:28 to LondonPhan: The 15:28 to London - Part 1/23 years ago in Romance More Like This
Author: Ellie Galaxies
Genre: Pure fluff ^___^
Rating: Suitable for everyone!
Warnings: There will be smut in the second part!
Author's Note: I wrote a fic for my friend Sian about her and PJ and I liked it so much that I thought I'd put it into a phanfic! Hope you guys like it!
Perfection is the balance between the good and the bad. It's a scale that needs to balance and tip evenly. There is no right or wrong, there is only a balance. A lot of people spend too much time trying to be pristine; the best body, the prettiest face, the most expensive clothes, etcetera. But then the scales tip poorly and they have a terrible attitude, or they're just not smart at all, or their personality would suck more than the end of the world or a zombie apocalypse. The balance on the scales has to be right to make them tip evenly. And with such a wonderful combination of beauty, heart and personality comes perfection.
And perfection i
Prom Night 'Ryden' Ch. 17Prom Night Ryden Ch.17Prom Night 'Ryden' Ch. 177 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
BEWARE: Band slash, dont like it? Please dont read then!!
Hello? A dry, female voice answered the phone. This confused Brendon to no end.
Uh, is Ryan, there? As soon as he realized what he said, he mentally kicked himself for being rude as to not even mutter a greeting.
No, hes out with his father. Can I take a message? Before replying, Brendon took a couple of seconds to be awe-struck. He supposed the female voice to be Ryans mother, but Ryans parents never seemed to be the types who were caring. Then another thought struck him; Ryan was out with his father? Why didnt he have his cell phone with him? He started to panic before blurting out absentmindedly.
Erm, is this his mother?
Yes, who is this?
His bo- friend, Im his friend. Brendon rethought what he was going to say, he didnt know if Ryans mother knew about him, but he sup
Does Your Momma Know? Ch.05Frank's POVDoes Your Momma Know? Ch.053 years ago in Romance More Like This
It didn't turn out as I had hoped. I expected at least a conversation afterwards, maybe ever another kiss but Gerard had other expectations I assumed.
After he kissed me, he stared at my lips for a few moments before stuttering his apologies and closed his front door in my face. I was hurt. Obviously. I had no explanation; I had nothing to comfort me from the hateful thoughts my brain conjured up.
I merely stood on his doorstep, listening to the shuffles from inside of the house before finally, a noise that made me run away; Gerard sobbing. Wails and whines that made my heart ache with guilt and longing. So, I ran. One foot pounding in front of the other until I made it back into the sanctuary of my home. I rested my back on the first wall I laid eyes on, my heart racing and adrenaline coursing through my veins.
It wasn't supposed to end up like this
Four days after The Incident, I still hadn't spoken to Gerard. I still often saw him pottering
Does Your Momma Know? Ch.03Frank's POVDoes Your Momma Know? Ch.033 years ago in Romance More Like This
The first few days without Katy were hard. The house seemed quiet; still without her constant giggles and movement. I found myself, on more than one occasion, sitting on her bed, rubbing at the duvet smiling fondly.
Deep down I knew she was safe and happy. I mean, she was with kids her own age something I had never experienced when I grew up. I knew it would build her confidence and generally make her more social but it still hurt a little when I couldn't get to put her to bed at night.
I stood at the sink, washing the dishes for the millionth time that week when I heard a knock on my front door. My heart jumped, the noise foreign to my ears; the silence had become something I had become accustom to over the last week.
I placed a mug into the warm water, pooled in the basin before walking over to the stove, where I picked up a towel to dry off my hands. The door sounded again as I dropped the towel onto the wood surface of the kitchen island.
I sighed and proceeded to the
Does Your Momma Know? Ch.07Frank's POVDoes Your Momma Know? Ch.073 years ago in Romance More Like This
If it wasn't for the loud knock at my front door, I knew I would have sleep for so much longer that I could realistically allow. I slowly opened my eyes, letting a little of the dim summer sunlight hit my eyes. I groaned and rubbed a hand through my hair. As I glanced towards the clock, my front door was knocked on again. That's when it hit me, like a snowball to the face; my date.
The clock said I had 10 minutes to still get ready but I could only assume it was Gerard at the front door so I quickly swayed myself ungracefully to my feet and flattened my sleep worn hair back down in a suitable style, meaning it didn't look like I had been dragged through a hedge backwards.
Quickly, I paced toward the front door, quickly glancing at the stairs where an opened letter lay. It was a letter Katy had written from camp complete with a picture of her and Quinn playing drawn in a colourful aray of crayons.
I smiled at the papers lying on the ca
WeStitchTheseWounds Ch. 25WeStitchTheseWounds Ch. 254 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Come on, Andy. Talk to me, buddy." Chance said, plopping down on the grey couch, causing the other boy to turn towards him.
"I don't want to talk about it, Chance. I don't really wanna talk about anything. I just want to go sleep..." Andy trailed off, pulling his blanket tighter around himself, looking all the more pathetic. Chance stared for a minute, before his expression softend and he put a comforting arm around his best friend.
"Listen Andy. I know your sad and all, but it's not the end of the world. We've both been through too many heartbreaks to count, but we're still here, right?" He said, giving Andy's shoulders a light squeeze. Andy gave him a weak smile.
"I guess...it's just...Chris...he's...different." he tried to explain. Chance gave him a confused look.
"What do you mean, Chance?" Andy sighed. He could tell Chance was getting into one of his 'deep' moods, which normally ended in migranes or physical harm.
"I mean how is he different from all the other people you'v
Forgiveness - PHANFandom: YouTubeForgiveness - PHAN3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Pairing: Phan (AmazingPhil/danisnotonfire)
Point of View: Phil
“Ph-phil, I’m scared!” Dan whimpers, tears streaming down his face like shooting stars marking the extinguishing of a great light. “Please, please, Phil! I c-can’t…”
It might seem cruel, but there’s nothing I can do to stop chuckles from cascading out of my mouth. Immediately his head flops down, eyes squeezing shut in shame and his back starts heaving as shame crawls up his spine.
Well done, Phil.
Okay, so maybe laughing at him was cruel. Maybe even very cruel. And now I feel dreadful for it. The last thing I wanted was to make him cry, make him retract into the shell that I thought was broken after he started dating me. But now he’s crying and now I feel like the world’s stupidest idiot for not comforting him when he needed it. I mean, what kind of boyfriend am I?
I lean forward and switch off the television; the cause of Dan’
We Stitch These Wounds Ch. TwoWe Stitch These Wounds Ch. Two4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
About an hour later Andy walked out of Room Five with his right arm in a black cast, hanging at his side. Chris was sitting at his desk, feet propped up on the counter and ear buds jammed in his ears. He banged his head in rhythm to the beats echoing out of his ipod, his hair flipping back and forth wildly.
"Hey, whatcha listening to?" Andy said, walking up to the desk. Chris looked up.
"Why do you care?" He said, confused and slightly annoyed. Andy stepped back.
"Just wondering.. Sorry." Chris went back to head banging and silently mouthing the words of the song. Andy sighed.
"Whatever." He turned and started toward the door. Chris noticed he was leaving and stood up.
"Hey, wait!" Andy stopped walking and turned. Chris ran over.
"I just wanted to apologize for earlier. You obviously weren't in the mood for jokes seeing as how you just got mauled by teenage girls."
"Yeah, I love my fans but you wouldn't belie
Does Your Momma Know? Ch.08Frank’s POVDoes Your Momma Know? Ch.083 years ago in Romance More Like This
The end of the movie inevitably came and so did the bottom of the ice cream tub. It brought an unsettling feeling of “ Oh, I’m going to have to leave soon ” but Gerard seemed in no rush to push me out of the door, even snuggling closer as the room flickered with the lights of the end movie credits. My hand twitched against the clothed plain of his chest, wanted to cling or hold on to him but self-control one out and I retreated my hand back to the comfort of my lap.
From the corner of my eye, I could see Gerard smirking (or smiling; the light of the room did nothing but hinder my sly glances towards him).
“So…..” I started, feeling like a complete idiot as soon as the words rang out of my mouth.
Gerard smirk (it was definitely a smirk) deepened. He curled a loose fist around the brown blanket and pulled it up under his chin, making the fabric brush over the skin on my arm.
“You can stay. If you want, you can sta
We Stitch These Wounds Ch. 7We Stitch These Wounds Ch. 74 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Chris woke up the next morning, face wet, and eyes red. He was wiping his face when Caleb walked in.
"Hey, Chris, I made your favorite, chocolatey chip pancake delight!" Chris looked up.
"No thanks, Caleb I'm not hungry right now." Caleb looked down.
"You know, I may just look like a fat cow that eats sticks of butter all day to you but I do have feelings." Chris's eye twitched.
"I know what happened with you and Andy was hard but even though he may not need you in his life we need you in ours. You're important to us and we don't like seeing you sulk around everywhere." Caleb took a deep breath, half looking down, afraid to look at Chris's face, which was frowning.
"It's okay Caleb. I honestly don't know what I was thinking." He then got up, walked past a shocked faced Denison and went into the kitchen.
Andy sat on the couch in the tour bus in silence. He remembered the look on Chris's face. The face of being
Hope A Little Harder-FrerardFandom: My Chemical RomanceHope A Little Harder-Frerard3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Pairing: Frerard (Frank Iero/Gerard Way)
I want to tell you I love you. But, I'm not brave enough. Why can't you see that I love you? I think it's obvious. The way I can't talk normally around you. How my heart leaps in my chest when you come into view. Why do you not see it? If I could, I would just kiss you. Your cheeks, your forehead, your lips. But, I can't, because I don't know if you'd like it. If you like me. I'll kiss you one day, but this isn't the day. I'll use my eyes, and hope you understand what I'm trying to do. I can't just make you fall in love with me. It doesn't work that way. I wish that you would take an actual look at me. Give me a chance. I need you to meet me at that halfway mark, and I'd carry you the rest of the stretch. I want you to realize that I have a 'crush' on you, bigger than anything a 14 year old girl could write. Why can't you see?
I can't sit, hoping forever.
I hope that you will notice me like I
The Words 3 - PhanDans POV:The Words 3 - Phan3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I turned the cold metal knob which released the water over my naked body, looking up and letting it drop over my face, flushing away the dirt and making my hair heavy. Shaking my head to banish the droplets in my eyes I reached down the retreave the shampoo, flipping open the red bottle with my thumb and pouring a small amount of it's content out onto my palm, which I brought up to my now soaked hair and creaming it in, using my fingertips to rub the white liquid into my scalp.
Handsome? Why would he say that? Phil never said anything like that, he was a really generous and kind person, but he wasn't always big on compliments, then that came out. Handsome, I'm not handsome, thats him, surely thats him. He must have been a slip of the toungue...but for it to be a slip of the tongue, it must have been in his mind already? Phil calling me, Daniel, handsome? Maybe I've been wrong all this time, maybe my Phil feels the same way. What if he was just as secretive about his feelings
Phan: Home for ChristmasTitle: Home for ChristmasPhan: Home for Christmas3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Author: Ellie Galaxies
Genre: christmasy fluff
Rating: Suitable for everyone!
Author's Note: To make up for the sad fic I posted earlier, here you go ^____^ merry christmas<3
Dan sat on the sofa in his and Phil's flat, staring up at the clock instead of focusing on the television that was showing another Christmas film he'd seen twenty times before. They played the same films every year on TV.
He'd put the turkey in the oven and prepared everything else for Christmas dinner - which he'd invited Chris and PJ to. This was the first Christmas Dan had spent alone. Phil had been called over to America by the BBC who needed him to interview some celebrity for their radio show, or something. Dan wasn't really paying attention. He was completely heartbroken that he wasn't going to get to spend Christmas with his own boyfriend.
He couldn't stand the emptiness of the flat and the thought of eating dinne