Frerard-The Way You Look At MeFrerard-The Way You Look At Me4 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
I don't catch you doing it every time, but I know how you look at me. When I know you're doing it, it feels like the laser beams from your ray gun are drilling into my face. Hah, except it doesn't kill me.
I'll try not to show that I know you're staring, but sometimes, I can't help turning to look back at you. Only thing is, you look away as soon as my eyes meet yours.
Everyone knows we do it. And half the time, I don't think we realize we're even doing it to begin with. I guess it's just a habit.
And an unbreakable habit at that.
I'll get embarrassed sometimes because I'm hoping that I don't look like shit when you decide to rest your staring eyes on my face.
You'll make me nervous. It's like the nervousness that builds up inside right before we go onstage to perform. My heart will beat hard and fast in my chest, and I can practically hear it pounding against my ribs.
It's the way you look at me baby, that makes me go crazy.
And even though you might not know this,
I love it.
CancerCancer4 years ago in Drama More Like This
Frank warned Gerard, who instantly did as ordered. The once dark brown haired man barely gave a wince of pain as the needle bit into his skin. He gave a soft exhale as the morphine softened his pain and his world.
If you could get me a drink
Of water 'cause my lips are chapped and faded
"Gee could you get me a drink?" Frank asked softly to which Gerard nodded and helped his husband to drink. Frank gave him a faint smile, his eyes looking so weary from fatigue and pain. The singer gave him a sorrow filled smile of his own, before leaning down and kissing his husband's now almost non-existent lips.
Call my aunt Marie
Help her gather all my things
"Didja go through all of my stuff?" Frank inquired another smile coming to his lips when Gerard took hold of his hand. Gee's hand was so warm and full of life, he could feel his vitality pouring into him. The older man nodded and before the singer could start in on the futile hope that Frank would live, the sho
Anytime You Want Ch8Anytime You Want Ch84 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Holding a serene Frankie tight in his arms, Gerard watched the sky darken as the hours passed. The warm skin of his bare chest and that of Frank's boney back clung to each other much like the two boys did. Gerard traced light fingers over Frankie's face as he inhaled and exhaled in a soothing, gentle pattern. He watched with adoring eyes as his small, fragile lover nuzzled into him, smiling brightly, lighting up the entire room. He thought of the past hours he had spent with Frank. He thought of the millions more there would be. Gerard knew, in that moment, with the love of his life cleaving to him, that he had found his future, his forever. Gerard couldn't love the boy in his arms anymore, but he wanted to try.
"What are you thinking about Frankie?" Gerard mumbled shyly, words choked out in a horse voice thank to the hours of silence that had engulfed them.
"I don't know Gee." Frank whispered in reply while he let his small fingers delicately graze over Gerard's arm that was
Frerard - RosesI was four years old when my parents took me and my brother to a party. It was for adults; There were almost no kids to play with, there weren't clowns, there weren't even balloons. Well, clowns anyway were scary for me. It was a little boring, since my mom had my little brother with her almost all the time, being a baby. I had to stay in a little place they had for kids, with some toys. It was then when another kid arrived. He looked like he was my age, and had hazel eyes too. His mother told him something, before she left him. He sat at my side, getting me confused.Frerard - Roses3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Hi" he said, with a smile. At least he was not shy, like me.
"Hi" I greeted back, and we stayed quiet a little.
"My name is Frank what's your name?" he asked me, and I could feel his curiosity in me as he looked at me with his always present smile. The music the adults had was a little annoying, but they seemed to enjoy it while dancing. My parents were talking and laughing with other people on a big table, though.
SummertimeSummertime4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
By Kindred aka DarkSiderMoments
The rain clouds faded way a girl sighed as her father turned the wheel of the car in to the parking lot, she wished it continued to rain she only ever smiled when it rained, her father got out of the car and open the back door without talking to her, she stepped out as he handed her two bags he didn't even look at her, she didn't mind this attitude of his she gotten use to it over the last 6 years after her mother died and now he was getting rid of his own draughter "Do I even get a say in this?" she asked "Dad!" he got to his car door and stared at the passing trains,
"Your train is that 20 past 4 and if you miss that one the next one is half 6 your Aunt's kid will meet you."
"Dad pleased!" he got into the car closing the door and drove away "YOU RAT BASTED MONSTER!" She screamed at the top of her both, relieving some of the pain and anger, she held back her tears and put on her head phones and turned her IPod up as loud as she could have it
Forbidden Ch. 4Gerard's P.O.V.Forbidden Ch. 44 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
When I got home, I was feeling a little tired, this happened to me a lot lately. I would often be worn out easily, I figured it was from my lack of full nights of sleep. I grabbed my bags out of the backseat and walked up the path to our front door. I used my key to unlock it and let myself in.
"I'm home," I said loudly as I could hear Linda working in the kitchen.
"Oh, Hi honey. Supper will be ready in an hour. Why don't you go down to your room and relax for a bit? Frank's down there."
I wanted to run right down but knew it would be to obvious that I was worried about him going through my things.
"Alright," I opened the door and went downstairs.
When I opened the door at the bottom of the stairs, to my room, I glanced in. He was on his cot, still messing with his guitar.
"Hi," I said quietly as I took care of the things I got for the bathroom. He just made a quiet grunting noise.
Vampires will never hurt youVampires will never hurt you4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Vampires will never hurt you but I might
By Kindred aka DarkSiderMoments
*Sorry for any bad spelling or grammar*
There was few loud bangs come from my door, I got up form my comfy spot under my blanket I got to the door and peered through the peep hole and saw the familiar figure of man, his glossy red hair blew gently in the wind and his rich hazel eyes darted at the door as if he could see me through it, I saw him put a cigarette to him mouth and suck on it, god how much I hate smoking. "Morgan open the door I know your behind hind it!" he said,
"I can smell you and hear you heart!" he told me do I dare let him in, what if he bites me again or something worst, I touch my neck where I felt the fade scar it has been a year since I last saw him "Morgan I will not go away until we talk!" he said, I sighed as I open the door standing in his away.
"Well let me in!" he said the cigarette in his mouth I shook my head
"Loss the fag and then come in!" I told him he looked down at his cigarette
Never Coming HomeNever Coming Home4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
As the boats crashed against the shore our bodies lurched forward. A man to my left crumpled over the side of the boat to vomit. The front of the boat fell open and we rushed for cover. From the corner of my eye I saw Frank run ahead of everyone. I tried to follow him but eventually I lost him in the sea of soldiers. Even though I gave him shit for being so small, I knew he'd be alright. 'I love you' I thought to him as I returned my focus to the fight. I turned back to look at the boat and saw that Mikey was one of the last ones to emerge from the carrier. "MIKEY!" I shouted over the roar of gunfire. I watched as Mikey crouched low, running to my side. I made sure to get his attention and pointed to the trench that laid a bit up the beach and mouthed 'on three.' Mikey stared at me and my heart ached. He was terrified and the
I Kissed A BoyI had always been brought up to believe that homosexuality was wrong. People who engaged in that behavior were vile, a disgrace to humanity. I was never allowed to associate myself with them, no matter what the circumstances, and I certainly was never allowed to be like them. Naturally, I learned to disprove of gays and distance myself from them. One night, all my buddies decided to go to the new club in town and I joined in. That night, everything changed.I Kissed A Boy4 years ago in Romance More Like This
The music blared at full blast through the speakers, the whole joint vibrated from the intense sound. Hundreds of strangers danced shoulder to shoulder, chugging glasses of alcohol. I danced awkwardly to the beat of the music when one of my friends handed me a drink he'd bought me, as I was underage and couldn't get it myself. Drink in hand, I danced my way through the crowd.
I sat at a stool in the bar section of the club, sipping my drink, half of which had been spilled on the dance floor on my way over. Clubs were never really my
Saturday Morning- WaycestSaturday Morning- Waycest4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Who wants the last bit of coffee? Oh, I do!" Mikey shouted through the house on Saturday morning, chuckling to himself as he tipped the contents of the coffee pot into his mug. Just as it drained completely a familiar slam echoed from the basement, and Mikey smirked eagerly in anticipation.
"No, no, no, no, no, no, no!" A dervish of black and white whirled into the room, plowing into Mikey and snatching the mug away.
"Gerard!" Mikey scolded, grabbing an errant sleeve and pulling the spinning mass to a stop.
A tall, pale boy with messy onyx hair appeared out of the mass, grinning sheepishly and clutching the coffee high above his head.
"Give it back, Gee," Mikey pleaded, jumping up and trying to take his mug.
"No can do, bro," Gerard chuckled, backing away to the counter, which he sat upon. He took a huge sip of the coffee, causing Mikey to whimper.
"Nooo, Gerry, that's mine," Mikey whined, stomping loudly and flailing his arms as his own version of a temper tantrum.
Bob's Book of Cats- FrobBob's Book of Cats- Frob4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Booooobbb," I called, climbing eagerly onto the tour bus. There was no response, so I went into the back room to look for my friend. "Bob-o?"
I found him curled up in his bunk with his headphones on and a book clutched between his fingers. He didn't notice me at first, so I snuck up on him quietly, then pounced into his bunk with an evil grin.
"Ahh, motherfucker!" He shouted when he suddenly found me squeezed in the bed with him. I giggled as he squirmed away, ripping his headphones off.
"What's the matter, Bob-o? Did little Fwankie scare you?" I grinned, scooting closer and snuggling up to him.
"Yeah you fucking did," he retorted, trying to shove me away.
"What ya reading?" I asked, ignoring his attempts to get me out of his bed.
Finally he gave up with a defeated sigh. "It's a book about cats," he reluctantly informed me.
"Le gasp; traitor!" I exclaimed, making a face of horror. "Dogs for the win!"
"You wish," Bob sneered, rolling his eyes. "Cats are a million times better."
The Black ParadeThe Black Parade4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"We don't know when it will hit, but when it does, you will feel it instantly. The burning sensation on your skin, the tingle on your fingertips and the temperature rise which will make you sweat within a few minutes. It will become normal. Do not worry. BL/ind have prepared for the worst, and in the inevitable ensuing chaos, there will be Leaders to bring you to safety. Stay inside your homes, gather the food you have, your belongings. And wear sensible walking shoes for your own safety."
"There will be a safe haven in Battery City, where BL/ind care for the injured and uninjured alike, and create a new home out of the remains of the darkest hours. But to get to the haven, you must be brave. There will be Leaders to bring you to safety, dressed in black and silver. They are the Parade Leaders, and you must follow them. Join them, form the Parade, and come to safety. It will be your last chance, without us, and the anti-radiation medicine you will die."
This is IeroweenThis is Ieroween3 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
MCR fans of every age
Wouldn't you like to see something strange?
Come with us and you will see
This, our town of Ieroween
This is Ieroween, this is Ieroween
Killjoys scream in the dead of night
This is Ieroween, everyone is spazzing
Sing along your neighbors gonna die of delight
It's our town, everybody sing
In this town of Ieroween
I am the one hiding under your bunk
With glowing hazel eyes and a rhythm guitar
I am the one hiding on your bus
Fingerless gloves and red and black hair
This is Ieroween, this is Ieroween
Ieroween! Ieroween! Ieroween! Ieroween!
In this town we call home
Everyone hail to the Killjoy song
In this town, don't we love it now?
Everybody's waiting for the next surprise
Round that corner, man hiding in the casket
Something's waiting now to pounce, and how you'll...
Sing! This is Ieroween
Red 'n' black, hazel-green
Aren't you scared?
Well, that's just fine
Say it once, say it twice
Take a chance and roll the dice
Ride with the band in the dead of night
I'll Expect You Won't Cry,I'll Expect You Won't Cry,3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
It's been the same steady pattern for as long as I can remember. As long as my back has been against this hospital bed. As long as the oxygen has been blowing into my nose and the respirators have been attached to my chest. As long as I can remember.
Every hour, on the hour they come into my room. Dressed in funny outfits with amusing pictures of Spongebob Squarepants or Winnie the Pooh on them. They put their cold machinery to my heart, lungs, and stomach. They change my IV every day when it runs dry. It feels like the hole in my vain is getting bigger and bigger because of it. They touch my face and move my hair. Oh, what a poor boy, they say. He was so young.
I'm as good as dead to them. Considering they talk about me as if they where visiting my open casket. They would change out their colorful outfits for ones more appropriate for mourning a lost soul. They'd place flowers I'd never smell next to me and s
A Life with No NameA Life with No Name4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The colourless walls taunt the city
Scarecrows posted ready to destroy
We are the enemy in their eyes
V- Formation, ray guns poised
Casualties piled high
Kobra is out for vengeance
Hoping to die in disguise
Ghosted souls watch over
Charging Bl/ind bright lights flying
Fun Ghoul is among them, ray gun ready
Korse ambushed in the reception area
Shot as Dracs but they died as men
They Killjoys leave the scene
Back to the diner and Dr. D
Haunting the desert in a T- Bird
Trying to Survive in 2019
Creep - FrerardIt wasn't always this way.Creep - Frerard3 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
The Ten Killjoy CommandmentsThe Ten Killjoy Commandments.The Ten Killjoy Commandments3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I. Thou shall not join or support BLI willing- to do so means turning you back on all Killjoys.
II. Thou shall kill any Drac that threatens you or any other Killjoy.
III. Thou shall never steal or copy another Killjoy's ray gun, mask, name, or outfit- to do so should be considered stealing their very personality.
IV. Thou shall kill other Killjoys only when it is considered mercy- or if they really, really piss you off.
V. Thou shall give help to Killjoys where help is needed
VI. Thou shall never give up yourself or any other Killjoy for comfort or luxury.
VII. Thou shall always watch your back, and the back of your family and gang.
VIII. Thou shall make noise, do it now and do loud, remember the future is bulletproof, and the aftermath is secondary.
IX. Thou shall always pick hell over purgatory.
X. Thou shall hate Powerpup. But eat it anyways.
Cancer Story.This girl had cancer, and a boy friend who was always there for herCancer Story.3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Both hard for the both of them,
they spent there last day talking.
"Turn away, if you could get me a drink of water cause my lips are chapped and faded?" she asked turning her head away from him slightly.
He came back in a short minute, his red eyes puffy from crying still. she took a sip and whispered to him "Call my aunt Marie? Help her gather all my things... and bury me in all my favorite colors."
He sucked in a breath of short wispy air. The last of her words bringing tears into his eyes once more.
The girls voice sounded cracked and strained. He hurt to even hear her talk.
"My sisters and my brothers still.." he trailed of, not saying that they have not said goodbye to her yet, just wanting to stay by her side desperately.
Sexxxi Fanfic PART 2"Hey Frank!"Sexxxi Fanfic PART 24 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"You wanna watch a movie?"
"What kind of movie?"
"A scary one."
"No, man, that movie's for pussies. It wasn't even scary."
"ARE YOU KIDDING??? I FUCKING WET MYSELF WHEN I WATCHED-- uhh it was really scary "
" . what did you say?"
"I said it was really scary."
"No, before that."
"Nothing. I didn't say anything before that."
"Yes you did."
"No I didn't."
"Yes you did."
"No I didn't."
"Yes you--whatever. So do you want to watch a movie or not?"
"Yeah! A scary one!!"
Frank and I were at my house. God, I'd known him about 9 hours and he was already like a younger brother. I liked him, but he was annoying as all fucking hell. Especially when he started talking about Skittles. Jesus Christ, that boy loved Skittles. Although I must say, I wouldn't pass up a chance to taste his rainbow. Was that good? You told me
Dear Gerard from Biology ClassDear Gerard from Biology Class3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Dear Gerard Way from my Biology class,
Oh my God,
Gerard Way, from Biology,
words cannot express my undyingI like you. Hell, I might even be inlove with
love for you
you. Even though I've only spoken to you four times this whole year.
I've been liking you ever since my eyes rested on your soft scalp,
which I have been gazing hopelessly at all year. It's pretty pathetic
Your scalp is beautiful.You're beautiful.
I blame you for making me fail Biology,
your God damn scalp...
I love the way you turn your head and gaze out the window in a drifting
daze, and start biting at your chapped, full lips with boredom.
I can'tEvery movement
blame you, Mr. Jefferson a fucking bore with everything.
is just, alluring.
And when in class, and those times you turn your head so I can see, your eyes
twinkle under the shitty excuse of high quality school lighting. (Ah, bless this
God for your angelic looks
Forbidden Ch. 27Gerard's P.O.V.Forbidden Ch. 274 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
My eyes opened slowly as I felt drool hanging from the corner of my mouth. I looked around me and wiped my lips, wondering how I had gotten to my room and where Frank was. I was thinking it must have been a dream and frowned slightly. There was no other way that I'd be sitting in my bedroom when I had passed out at school. I figured I had slept in and had just dreamed of Frank coming to the school and seeing me. I did see it was a little far fetched now. I slowly climbed up the stairs in my briefs and baggy t-shirt, scratching the back of my head as I yawned.
As I came into the upstairs hall I could here voices. I turned and quietly walked over the thinning rug towards the kitchen. I stood outside the door and leaned close to hear better, unsure of the voices.
"How c-coun-count-l-less, countless they c-con congre-gregate, congregate, O-o'er our t-tu-tum-tumul-tu . I hate this, it's stupid
Bandit finds FrerardBandit is 8.Bandit finds Frerard3 years ago in Humor More Like This
"Hey honey, did you have a good day at school?" Lyn-Z's voice rang out down the hallway from the kitchen, as she heard the front door open and close, and her daughter's light footsteps.
"It was okay I guess." Bandit's high pitched voice called back. "We had music and art today! It was awesome!" Lyn-Z smiled. Bandit was so much like her and Gerard- Bandit's father who was on tour with his band, My Chemical Romance.
"I'm proud of you sweetheart!" She shouted back. "Auntie Jamia came round earlier; she dropped off the final version of Leathermouth's new album." Bandit grinned. She loved the band that her Uncle Frank was in, even if her friends at school thought that it was just noise. She walked into the kitchen and leaned against a chair, reaching for the cookie jar in the middle of the table. Lyn-Z noticed. "You can have one." She said, emphasising the word 'one'. Bandit took a double chocolate cookie, and stuffed it into her mouth, swallowing it in a matter of seconds.
Frerard interrogation29 Days later .Frerard interrogation3 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
Hit meHit me4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
He sat in the park on the bench smoking waiting for his friend, the sun set along go and the night air become nippy as he tried to warm himself up, "Hey Frankie!" came a voice behind him, Frank turned to the figure walked towards him,
"Hey Gee!" he said with a smile, "What's up?"
"Nothing can I bum a cigarette of you?"
"Sure" Frank handing him over the white cigarette and watch as the taller dark hair man popped it into his mouth and lit it up "I thought you don't smoke?"
"I didn't I just started!" he told him sitting next to him on the bench
"Not good once you start you can't stop!" Frank told him taking a deep breath and letting out a mixer of breath and smoke.
"Frank, how long have we known each other!" Asked Gerard looking at the swings
"Urrrrh 6 months 12 weeks and 14 day "
"Yeah, yeah! I get it do you trust me!" Frank turned to look at him
"Odd question yes of course I trust you, you trusted me right!"
"Yeah of course! Do you like me?"
"Yesss where is this going Gee?" asked