Kaito x Miku - One More KissKaito x Miku One More KissKaito x Miku - One More Kiss4 years ago in Romance More Like This
It was a beautiful, hot summer day. The sky was a striking bright blue, not a cloud in sight. The sun reflected off of the sapphire-blue sea, making it sparkle, and heated the fine, white sand. A blue-haired boy and a teal-haired girl, both in their teens, stood in their swimsuits sharing a triple-scoop vanilla ice cream, huge smiles beaming across their faces. It was a perfect day if only later it hadn't gone horribly wrong.
How are things up there, babe? Kaito thought wistfully as he gazed into the photo, the only piece of that fateful day he had left. God, I miss you It's all my fault. If only I could apologize and hold you once more
"Oi, Kaito-kun, your shift is over," Gumi said, tapping Kaito on the shoulder. "You can go home."
"Oh, okay. I'll head out then," Kaito nodded, quickly stuffing the photo into the left pocket of his bright red swim trunks. "Today was a slow day. Not many people came to swim on the beach. I
were sonamy ch3 Were Sonamy Ch. 3were sonamy ch35 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
a fan story of sonic unleashed with some sonamy
as the two began to get sleepy, the large beast laid down in the same spot he just got up from, for you see he left a big, squished, pile of grass that was easily identified. As he laid down, Amy rushed to his side and and sat next to him. He grumbled a little so Amy moved herself to where her back was against his right shoulder. The beast looked up in displeasure at first, then shrugged it off till.....
"Sonic! Sonic! How dare you leave me in a haunted house and mistake me as...... hey, who's this?" a little flying creature came over and hovered over Amy looking her over. "she's kinda cute! Must be a friend huh Sonic? Want some chocolate?"
"oh no!" thought sonic as he saw Chip flying around Amy. Amy looked to the creature confused.
Kisshu x Ichigo - Chapter 1 Chapter 1Kisshu x Ichigo - Chapter 15 years ago in Settings More Like This
"It's over," I whispered. I looked down, not wanting to face the sadness that seemed to radiate off him.
"Ichigo....?" Masaya asked.
"I'm sorry...It's just..." I said shaking my head.
"It can't be we've been-"
"I know, I just don't feel anything," I said finally looking up. Masaya's deep brown eyes bored down deep in my soul. Sadness coursed through my body just like my blood. I looked away hoping the sadness would just go away.
It didn't go away, his eyes kept on coming back every time I blinked. I felt a warm hand on my chin. His hand lifted my face so we were face to face.
Real BOTDF Fans♫ REAL BOTDF FANS....♫ (made by me xXEmo-Teddy-BearXx)Real BOTDF Fans5 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
1. Don't believe the rumors about Dahvie and Jessi.
2. Have listened to their music at least a full 24 hours.
3. Love their music
4. Sing ' I Heart Hello Kitty' outloud and don't care who hears.
5. Know who popped Jayy's balloon.
6. Have gotten a cavity from eating to many watermelon blow pops.
7. Yell," DAMN YOU STRAWBERRY, YOUR PINK DECIEVING WRAPPER!!!!" when you get mad.
8. Have more than one BOTDF accessorie. (shirts, bracelets, necklaces.)
9. Laugh at Jayy's adorable laugh.
10. Have attempted to fire hoop.
12. Was so caught up with reading these and laughing that you didn't notice there wasn't a number 11. ha you dun goofed!!!
13. Laughing at yourself for missing it and blaming the strawberry's decieving wrapper.
14. When people ask who you are you say, "IMA MONSTER!"
15. When something goes wrong you yell,"DAMMIT DAHVIE!," or "DAMMIT JAYY!!!"
16. Still laugh about the turkey high five Rusty gave you. (long story)
Bandit gets too smart...The journey home from the airport was long and relatively silent, due to the embarrassment of the adults. The only people talking were Bandit, Cherry and Lily, who had inconsequential whispered conversations. Bandit, the twins, Lyn-Z, Jamia, Frank and Gerard piled into Lyn-Z's 'practical seven-seater', as Gerard had described it when he'd bought it for her. Bandit and the twins sat in a row in the middle of the car, with Gerard and Frank in the back and Jamia and Lyn-Z in the front. Frank was still blushing slightly, and Gerard still appeared shell-shocked. Bandit was sat in the middle of the twins, and could hear her mum and Auntie Jamia tittering quietly to themselves about her Daddy and Uncle Frankie. Lyn-Z pulled over at the Iero house, and Frank and Jamia got out of the car. Gerard climbed out too, and got into the front with Lyn-Z. Jamia opened the door for Cherry and Frank opened the door for Lily, and they each climbed out. Bandit was upset when she noticed that herBandit gets too smart...4 years ago in Humor More Like This
Loving Mr. Way Ch.7"Mr. Way, Mr. Iero, My office. NOW!" Mrs. Lena scream and stormed out of his office. I immediately started crying, I had no control over it. He kissed my forehead and held me to his chest tightly. "Through all this, Frankie, please don't forget, I love you." "I love you too, Gerard." I sniffled and followed him through the door. The trip to her office had never seemed so short. The hallways had never seemed this cold, nor the chairs this uncomfortable. I didn't dare look at my boyfriend, I just looked at my hands. "We can safely say Mr. Way has sexually assaulted you, Frank?" I glanced at Gee. He was leaning his chin on his fist not looking at me. I could see the tears streaking his face. "No, ma'am." I said quietly. "It's not safe to say. It is not true." She glared. "Frank, you need to be honest." "I AM being honest!" I said frustrated, already. "It's not an assault when I kissed him." He still wouldn't look at me. I went into his office to ask him a question and when I was leaving ILoving Mr. Way Ch.75 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Loving Mr. Way 2 Ch. 1"Aren't you supposed to be at school?" I said raising and eyebrow at Mikey. "Is Gee up yet?" He said back without looking up from his comic book. "Nope." "Then I'm not going until he wakes up and forces me to go." I laughed "Fine by me." I walked over to the coffee maker and started a new pot since Mikey had drank all of the last one. Gee yawned emerging from our bedroom. He wasn't wearing a shirt and his hair was all out of order in a typically known fashion as bedhead. "Good morning beautiful." He said kissing me softly. " 'Morining babe." He turned to Mikey. "Hey, kid. Get to school. I don't need another call from Mom flipping about your grades and attendance record." He said. "Fine." Mikey said defeated. He packed his stuff into his backpack and poured himself another cup off coffee before heading out the door. "Bye bro, Bye Frank." "See ya." I called after him. I grabbed two mugs from the cabinet and poured myself and Gee some coffee. I sat on the counter with one of hiLoving Mr. Way 2 Ch. 14 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Loving Mr. Way 2 Ch. 6There was a knock on the door hours after Gerard threw his parents out. He had shut the door to our room and wouldn't let me in. When I walked out into the living room to see who was out the door, I saw Mikey and Bri making out on the couch, finally. I was happy to see Brian felt the same way, Mikey has loved him for so long. "Syn.. oh my god." Mikey moaned against his lips. Now I know how he feels with me and Gee, oh well. I opened the door to see the bitch herself. "Hello, Mrs. Way. What are you doing here?" I asked, a small snarl in my voice. "I just came to collect our stuff, Frank." I glared. "Let me get it." I slammed the door in her face, then grabbed their suitcases and headed back to the door. "Here's your stuff." I practically threw it out. "Oh and you're saying you don't want your son to live with fags? Well he's having the best day of his life right now, just so you know." I opened it up just enough for her to see Brian ontop of her son, sucking his neck. Then I slammed theLoving Mr. Way 2 Ch. 64 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Summertime - Part 28Billie had not forgotten about Gerard's eyes.Summertime - Part 282 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Ever since the beginning of summer, the teenager had always noticed Gerard's eyes had a certain something Billie could not recall. It was a special sparkle that made him completely different from the rest of every children of the world, that made him attractive to the eye of anyone, even if only for a second, yet one had to give a much closer look to the hazel irises and the jet black pupils to have clear that Gerard's eyes told something else, something impossible to really understand at first, as if it were written in an ancient, foreign and forsaken language that Billie could not understand. He spent all his summer noticing that special sparkle shining in Gerard's eyes, but he decided not to make a big deal out of it and enjoy his days.
But the fact that he had been ignoring the meaningful eyes of the kid did not mean that Billie decided to never understand what they wanted to say yet could not express. Every once in a while, he took his
Loving Mr. Way Ch.9"What was that?" Gerard said breaking away from me. "Nothing." I muttered trying to pull him back. Then I heard the door start to open. Gee flung himself onto the floor. "Frank? What was all that noise?" I sat up and rubbed my eyes like I had been sleeping. "A dream.." I said annoyed. My mom looked un-comfortable. "Teenage hormones, you know. Just a dream." She nodded and shut the door Gerard sat up just in time for the door to open again. He ducked bellow the bed again. "Don't let it happen again." My mom said and I nodded. Even though, if it was a dream, how the hell does she expect me to control that? This time Gerard waited for footsteps to disappear down the hall before sitting up again. "I should go." He said reaching for his clothes. "No.." I whined grabbing the back of his neck and pulling him into another kiss. He got dressed and kissed me again. "I love you." I said as he headed for the window. "I love you too Frankie, baby." He slipped out the window and closed it genLoving Mr. Way Ch.95 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Yes, Sir - Frerard - Chapter OneYes, Sir - Frerard - Chapter One3 years ago in Romance More Like This
"I'm your new teacher, Mr. Way." And it had started just like that. But let's rewind to the very beginning shall we?
Frank woke up early morning, his green eyes adjusting to the bright light that was broadcasted throughout his room. He sighed, trudging out of his bed with a grumble. Another day, another day to get pushed into lockers, thrown into trash cans, and hit with mashed potatoes during lunch. He went through the regular routine, take a shower, eat a slice of toast, grab his books, tug on unironed clothes, and be out the door before his mother woke up from her drunken slumber. He already didn't have a good night's restmostly because of the ten year old mattress with the springs coming out the sides.
Today, he didn't need to deal with his mother saying that he was a failure or the fact that he was some tatted up freak who always got D's in grades, but A's in conduct. He didn't have many friends. He had people he called friends just for the sake of him keeping his so
Depressed!Gerard Way X Reader- Somewhere Out ThereDepressed!Gerard Way X Reader- Somewhere Out There1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
You had been with Gerard through thick and thin. When there was trouble, you were there to be a protector and a comforter. If he was bullied, you broke their nose and got Gerard some coffee. When he started showing signs of depression, you were instantly by his side. You thought that starting the band was the best thing that could happen for him, you fully supported him and often went to the practices and got on with everyone else in the band. The tour started and you tagged along, nothing at home was worth stay for.
When he started drinking…that was when you didn’t support him. You had a few pints yourself, or a shot of vodka or whiskey, but he would carry on drinking way past being hammered. It started scaring you when he would turn up drunk to everything, and you had tried talking to him but he said it was his way of coping. So you had a silent pact with the other band members and their manager that you were all going to look out for him.
A few years into the severe depr
Frerard interrogation29 Days later .Frerard interrogation4 years ago in Humor More Like This
Bandit woke at 5am, ran into her parents' room and jumped on her Mum's sleeping form.
"Daddy's coming home today! Daddy's coming home today!" She shouted gleefully. Lyn-Z swatted her hand at her.
"Bandit, it's five in the morning. We don't have to get up for another two hours. Climb into bed with me and go back to sleep." Bandit burrowed under the covers and nestled herself in next to her mum, trying desperately to sleep again, but she was just too excited. After 5 minutes, Lyn-Z decided that it was a lost cause.
"I'm awake anyway sweetheart, we might as well start getting ready." Bandit and Lyn-Z spent the next few hours getting ready and cleaning the house, ready for Bandit's Daddy to come home to.
Bandit held onto her Lyn-Z's hand tightly as she pulled her through the sea of people crowding the airport. They had arrived with Bandit's Auntie Jamia and best friends Cherry and Lily, but the airport was so densely packed with people that Bandit couldn't see the
Loving Mr. Way Ch.1I smiled at my schedule; Art first period, A great way to start my day. Thankfully Gerard- er Mr. Way taught Art 1-4 so I have had his class every year. Gee's my boyfriend of four years now. Finally I was a senior, one more year and we were moving in together. I could finally tell people about our dirty little secret. I was so in love with him I wanted to scream it from the roof tops. I had to get back in the habit of calling him Mr. Way again for school while all summer he was Gerard. Gah, one of the many downfalls of loving your teacher. He was seven years older than me, it started with looks then I ended up in detention which we spent talking about music and comic books, which led to a kiss, which led to a conversation, which ended in a relationship. I walked into the classroom. He was good about keeping us and class separated, It helped us not get caught. "Good morning Frank." He said glancing up and checking my name off on the attendance list. I nodded and took a seat iLoving Mr. Way Ch.15 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Frerard-The Soap OperaFRERARD: THE SOAP OPERA!!!!Frerard-The Soap Opera8 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
It was a dark and stormy night on the My Chemical Romance tour bus. Actually, it was a dark and story night OUTISDE of the My Chemical Romance tour bus. Thankfully, there were no leaks or weather-making devices in the bus itself, so Bob, Ray, Mikey, Frank, and Gerard were quite dry, but the fact remained that outside of their cramped quarters, it was raining cats and dogs (but not men, to the disappointment of thousands of straight/bi girls and gay/bi guys) and the thunder was loud enough to put chainsaws to shame. By the time the sun set, or would have set if it had not already been invisible behind the dark clouds, thousands of chain saws everywhere had surrendered to their inferiority complexes and committed suicide after particularly loud blasts of thunder. But of course, MCR was too occupied with their own lives to notice. Or were they ?
A scream pierced the night or did it?
Ghosts Of The Attic - Chapter 2Bob meditated about it at night.Ghosts Of The Attic - Chapter 21 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
He was too shy to ask for a tutor, was his conclusion. He made up the scene in his head in three different places with ten different people (some of which did not even exist at all) and had come up with a thousand ways to approach them and ask them if they did not mind giving Bob some biology lessons, but in all the cases, he merely went awkward or tried to fix something he had said, and sometimes he just was not able to find the proper way of saying Hi. He was not bullied or anything, but he was a bit rejected, and besides, he really had no idea how to socialize if people did not approach him first. He was not much a guy of bonds and connections, and the ones he had appeared thanks to somebody else starting them. How was he supposed to get a tutor when he had no idea how to say Hi to someone else? If it had been that Mikey guy, he would have found it cool, because Mikey was (or so Bob knew) a shy but humble guy who, as he had been judged everywhere eve
Loving Mr. Way Ch.3*Frankie's POV*Loving Mr. Way Ch.35 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
I was laying down with my head in Gee's lap reading while he stroked my hair reading his own book. My sketch book was on the floor in front of the couch. Who better to help you with the homework that your teacher? The door creaked open and my eyes got wide I threw the book down and grabbed my sketchbook. Mikey appeared in the doorway I could feel my heart beating a thousand times a second. "Um.. Hi?" He said eyeing me. "Hey, I'm Frank." He nodded. "Ya I know. I've seen you around school. My question was, what are you doing in my brother's apartment..?" He seemed upset. "Frank needed some help with his assignment, I told him just to drop by and I'd see what I could do to help." Gee said calmly. "Do you tend to teach with your shirt off?" Mikey said smirking. Gee and I both looked at his bare chest. Shit. "It's not like I'm a chick." Gee said glaring. "Whatever, I just came by to give you these comics we found of yours in the attic." "Thanks." Gee mumbled and Mikey left.
Loving Mr. Way Ch. 13Today was graduation day, the day that my world changes. I have been looking forward to this day from the very first time I shared a kiss with Gerard Way. His soft lips against mine, ecstasy. He was standing with the teachers after the ceremony. He winked at me from across the football field. I blushed and smiled, standing with my parents and band mates. I was telling my parents I was going out with my band mates to celebrate, while I was telling them I had a mandatory family dinner. Thinking of which, I should probably separate the two groups of people before someone says something.Loving Mr. Way Ch. 134 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Some time after the ceremony my parents left and so did my band mates. I was left alone with my boyfriend in the parking lot. We got in his car and he kissed me passionately. "Finally." He whispered. We were due to move next week. He was going to meet my parents tomorrow and I was scared shitless. After four years of hiding this, it felt weird to voluntarily tell my parents. He took me to dinner
A Corpse a Bride and a FuneralIn satin cream, from head to toe,A Corpse a Bride and a Funeral4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Veil and lace disturb the peace,
Of soft fine curves.
No one notices (or they don't care),
Seeing her face doesn't make her there.
She's not there,
Not a soul knows,
This room is full of ice cold bone.
So sweet and delicately limp; lifeless,
But alive with ember eyes,
Blood stained hands from yesterday's sins,
Thus creating her demise.
In the night they say "don't listen,"
For you cannot recall what has become,
Of the woman we once loved.
The woman we once loved,
Tattered and torn with trickery up clear sleeves,
When you sleep she finds you and troubles you in your dreams.
You spoke to the night,
When they told you naught;
However your bride,
Is forever lost.
That day in black, she gouged her eyes,
You watched her fall in denial,
Buried in white (some call it red),
Forevermore still, on her death bed.
Loving Mr. Way ch. 12I finished up band practice and headed over to Gerard's apartment with Pansy on my back. When I was about to open the door to his apartment I heard singing. I had heard him singing before but damn, this was good. The lyrics were captivating. "You're not in this alone, Let me break this awkward silence. Let me go!" I loved it. I opened the door and plugged Pansy into the amp without even acknowledging him. He stopped singing but I started playing a guitar riff and motioned for him to keep singing. He was singing with incredible passion in his voice. Eyes close, voice breaking. In this moment I love him more than I ever thought I could. When He finished I ran up and kissed him passionately. "That was.. amazing. Fuck, that doesn't even begin to cover it." I said and grabbed his face, kissing him again. "I love you." I said wrapping my arms around his neck. He slid his arms around my waist. "You too, baby. There are some apartment listings on the table, you wana take a look?" "Hell ya, twoLoving Mr. Way ch. 124 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Creep - FrerardIt wasn't always this way.Creep - Frerard4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I'm naturally drawn to beauty. It's something I personally find rare enough to put on a pedestal; that anything beautiful is meant to be examined and admired.
I'm also more curious than a normal person should be. I guess it's in my genes, and that's something I can't necessarily just wash out.
The first time was an accident.
He had to have known his curtains and blinds were wide open, exposing not just a window, but a huge bay window, on the other side of which was his bedroom. It always struck me as odd of someone to require such a large window in the room where the most private things are accomplished. I didn't dwell on it, though. It wasn't the window I found interesting, anyway, but what lay beyond; within, and what I saw.
I had been walking home from my friend Bob's house. It wasn't far from my apartment at all, maybe a few blocks. I usually rode the bus because Bob complained whenever I was late, and walking meant more distractions. T
Summertime - The EndIn the end, Gerard could not be adopted.Summertime - The End2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Billie had tried it all, he begged to Mr. Harrison for hours, he cried out to the man, he tried to offer everything he could give, but Gerard could not become his little brother. The owner of the orphanage had spent some time talking with Gerard; Billie saw them around every now and then, just praying to anything that existed on the heavens that Mr. Harrison had been convinced about it. He saw the kid being carried in arms by that man at the backyard, Gerard not crying anymore but having his eyes slightly red, and with dry paths of tears against his cheeks.
Mr. Harrison had given his coat to Gerard, since it was still fresh and slightly cold in the morning for a kid who was only in his pajamas. Billie saw them talking a while, before he saw Mr. Harrison walking back into the summertime house and towards a warmer room, while Billie stayed sat at a couch, holding Bunny in his hands. The plushy was still slightly dirty, and at the moment, it was so
Direction-Zak BagansI'm sitting on my couch eating a somewhat big bowl of Snickers ice cream and watching Rock & Rule. It's a typical Friday for me. I set my bowl down in my lap, smiling happily at the movie. It's my favorite part although it's in the beginning of the movie. Omar walks off stage all pissed off because Angel wanted to do her song. She begins to sing, which is beautiful, and Mok's ring begins to glow. He's found the voice he's been looking for. My movie is interrupted by a phone call. I don't bother to look at the name after I snatch it up from the table top. I flip it open and put it to my ear.Direction-Zak Bagans4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Hello! You do know it's like nine thirty at night, right?"
"I do, in fact, know that. I'm calling to make sure you're still up for the new Ghost Adventures?"
"I am. I'd never pass it up, Nick."
I'm picking up my ice cream and setting it on the table while talking to him.
"Great! Now, Zak needs you to open your hotel door."
I'm rather puzzled. Why would Nick want me to open the door f
Billierard Drabble - TieBillie hurried downstairs and walked by strides across the hall.Billierard Drabble - Tie1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
He stopped for a moment in front of a wall mirror set just around the corner in front of a small bureau with a pair of framed photographs and a flower base. Looking at his own reflection, he cleared a bit of smudged eyeliner and messed up his hair a bit. He wanted to look good for his interview that evening, for which, looking at his wrist, he was already late for.
He tightened the knot of his tie, gave a look at himself a last time, and he started heading towards the front door. Just as he opened the mouth to call for someone else, the love of his life, a dark-brown haired man of innocent hazel eyes, appeared from the door that leaded to his own personal studio; his was full of papers and sketches, while Billie’s was full of instruments, except for the piano at the living room.
“Gee!” Billie managed to exclaim as he opened up his arms to the other, expecting to receive a hug and kiss goodbye, but only h