My Chemical Romance EssayMy Chemical Romance Essay6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
My Chemical Romance
Theres a band that most kids today (from where i'm from) dont know. This band has saved the lives of thousands of people through their music. They have made people have faith in times when they thought there wasnt any. They have helped me when I felt angry and sad. This band is My Chemical Romance.
My Chemical Romance is often shortened to MCR or My Chem by fans. The reason I chose to write about them is because, there were times in my life when I felt like an outcast, like if I was pushed down and couldnt get up, times when people made fun of me, times when my parents were mad at me, and all of those times the thing that told me not to feel so bad and to never give up was My Chemical Romances music. Most people think MCR sings about death and self-harm, but if you really listen to their lyrics you can see that they sing about having faith and hope and not to give up even when you feel like youll never get back up. Heres an
Broken - LifehouseThe broken clock is a comfort, it helps me sleep tonightBroken - Lifehouse5 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Maybe it can stop tomorrow from stealing all my time
I am here still waiting though i still have my doubts
I am damaged at best, like you've already figured out
I'm falling apart, I'm barely breathing
With a broken heart that's still beating
In the pain is there is healing
In your name I find meaning
So I'm holdin' on, I'm holdin' on, I'm holdin' on
I'm barely holdin' on to you
The broken locks were a warning you got inside my head
I tried my best to be guarded, I'm an open book instead
I still see your reflection inside of my eyes
That are looking for a purpose, they're still looking for life
I'm falling apart, I'm barely breathing
with a broken heart that's still beating
In the pain is there is healing
In your name I find meaning
So I'm holdin' on, I'm holdin' on, I'm holdin' on
I'm barely holdin' on to you
I'm hangin' on another day
Just to see what you will throw my way
And I'm hanging on to the words you say
You said that I
Me and Stu-Pot :Gorillaz FF:I only went into Uncle Norm's Keyboard Emporium to look for some guitar strings.Me and Stu-Pot :Gorillaz FF:5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Instead, I walked out with a crush.
On the blue-haired boy behind the counter.
I smiled to myself. He was gorgeous, really gorgeous. His azure-coloured locks framed his thin, pale face, with some of his bangs covering one of his deep blue eyes. He seemed a bit out of it, but it must have been the pure boredom of being stuck in that shop on a Saturday.
When I'd walked in, he was asleep, sat at the counter, his head held up by his hand. He was mumbling softly in his sleep. I walked up to where he rested, and rang the small bell that sat in front of him. His eyes flew open and he toppled backwards off his stool. I giggled, and he blushed.
"Welcome ter Norm's Keyboard Emporium, 'ow may I 'elp you?"
I looked around the shop. It was a small building, but there were keyboards crammed into every available space. Dozens upon dozens. I could feel my mouth open slightly, and Stu-Pot had simply smiled at me.
Stockholm Syndrome - Ch15We cant stay here anymore.Stockholm Syndrome - Ch157 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Whuh? Why? Matt looked up from his Gameboy, nonplussed. I like it here.
Do you realize, Mello sat down on the couch beside him, folding his arms behind his head and gazing straight ahead of him. "That if we stay here, we'll be hunted down by the guys and never allowed to, y'know, leave the house?"
Matt blinked. "Oh. No, I didn't realize. I thought just kicking the crap out of you once was enough."
"Hell no," Mello shook his head and glanced at Matt with a sidelong look. "HELL no. Far from it. They'll keep coming back, I know these guys."
"Wul damn," Matt saved his game and flipped it off, slipping his gameboy into his pocket and twisting his mouth into a grimace. "Well... what are our other options?"
"We'll have to get out of the town, start staying in hotels."
"Mel, how are we going to get that kind of money?"
"I dunno, I'll find some way to get funds. We'll have to get more m
The Story Of Paula Cracker-1The Story Of Paula Cracker-14 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
This is rated T, almost M. You are now warned. XD
It was December 15th 1986. A pink-skinned, black-haired baby girl was born. She wailed. Her mother smiled tiredly and gave her a chaste kiss, holding her close. Her father reached a hand out and stroked her fuzzy head.
"What will we name her?" The scraggly man asked. He had short, unruly black hair, dark brown eyes, a tired face and was thin. He smiled softly as the woman brought their baby to her chest, nursing the new born.
"Paula," the beefy woman replied. She was thick with a large set of breasts to match. She had blond hair with black roots, a soft and aged face and deep brown eyes. The father nodded in agreement and carefully took Paula into his arms, watching silently as she cooed and drooled.
As soon as the mother and Paula got home a few weeks later, all peace was destroyed. The father scowled and slapped the woman across the face.
"I can't believe you, Sherry! All the goddamn work I put into taking care of you while you were p
Stockholm Syndrome - Ch13He remained online until five in the morning. He had talked to Infiltrate for about four or five hours, then passed out with his laptop still in his lap, sprawled on the couch.Stockholm Syndrome - Ch137 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
His legs were achingly hot when he awoke, the laptop having punished him for leaving it on all night with a severely red and sore lap. Wincing, Matt blinked himself awake and pushed the computer away from himself, put it on the floor, then collapsed back onto the couch with a moan.
Matts ears perked to listen for sounds of someone else in the apartment but all he heard was the neighbors television through the wall. Mello wasnt home yet.
He sat up, put a hand gingerly in his lap, winced as he felt how hot it was, and turned around so he was facing the television. Hed left that on all night, too, and it was now playing some game show.
Gazing blearily around the room, his eyes landed on his phone. Grimacing, he picked it up and flipped it open. Just as he figured, no new calls or voice
Stockholm Syndrome - Ch7Matt woke up cold. He woke up freezing, actually. Blinking, he sat up, curling his arms around himself, and looked around. Mello was gone, the other end of the couch absent. Standing shakily, Matt stretched, cracked his back, and went to Mello's room, only to find that empty, too.Stockholm Syndrome - Ch77 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The clock read 10:38. So, Mello would have already left for the day.
With a yawn, Matt went to the kitchen, hands in his pockets. He sighed tremulously, then dug into the fridge, looking for something to eat, found nothing, and straightened up, leaning against the wall.
Last night was slowly coming back to him, with new emotions tagging along behind it. Matt gazed around at the kitchen- the pale yellow walls, the pale blue countertop, and the white tiled floor that felt like ice beneath his feet.
The apartment was freezing this morning- then again, it was October, so that was probably the reason. Matt glanced up at the thermostat above the microwave, frowning. It read 59 degrees. Huh. That explained a lot. Ma
HaircutDeidara ran into the Akatsuki base, returning from a solo mission. He walked to the living room, opened his mouth and screamed. Hidan glanced up from the book he was reading, a frown on his face, his forehead furrowed.Haircut7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Deidara, what the fuck, you just back and HOLY FUCKING JASHIN, WHAT HAPPENED TO YOUR HAIR?! Hidan dropped his book to the floor in his surprise, mouth open, eyes wide. Deidara's blonde hair was normally long, and hanging in his face, his ponytail swinging at the back of his head. Now though, his ponytail had been cut off, and he had lost at least three inches of his bangs. The rest of it was ragged and filthy.
Deidara turned to face Hidan, his eyes narrowed, glinting evilly. What was left of his bangs fell away from his eyes. Is there something wrong with my hair, un? he hissed dangerously. Hidan ignored these warning signs.
Yeah, what the hell is the matter with your hair? It looks like... ARGH! YOU DAMNED BRAT! WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT FOR?!
Sesshomaru and Kagome Ch. 3Shesshomaru and Kagome Chapter 3Sesshomaru and Kagome Ch. 38 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
I know it took a long time, but I finally got the nerve and mind-set to do this chapter. Basically, most of this chapter is all a flashback of the car ride home with sesshomaru. ENJOY!!!
Saturday and Sunday went by pretty fast for Kagome. the only thing she did those two days was think about Friday night at dinner with Inuyasha, and the ride home with Sesshomaru.
Kagome walked out of the resturant with Sesshomaru, who paid for the dinner that no one ate. She was so confused, she didn't even realize what Sesshomaru had in mind.
"Why are you taking me home Sesshomaru?" She had to ask, after about 2 minutes, he replied.
"I have my reasons." What a jerk. He had the dece
Toppy and the Thea SistersIt was just another day at school as Toppy is putting his books in his backpack while his brothers Boxcy, Curly and Socky were waiting at the Principles office. Toppy has been called to attend but did not know why; his brothers came with him for support.Toppy and the Thea Sisters3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Toppy: Be brave lads and never let them see you cry.
Boxcy: What you mean? None of us are crying.
Toppy: No but I sure will if I don't figure out why I'm being call on in a minute.
Curly: Duh don't be nervous Toppy.
Toppy: You're right Curly after all I'm Toppy T. Tops I'm as true blue as they come.
Socky: Yeah man you're terrific, wonderful, sensational, and putrid too. Ah ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha.
Toppy: After all what do I got to worry about?
After hearing the Principle called his name Toppy got on his knees and walked in begging.
Toppy: I DIDN'T DO IT! I'M INNOCENT I TELLS YA! IT'S A BUM RAP! HALF OF THE LIES THEY TELL ABOUT ME AREN'T TRUE! Besides I was giving a group of monks a tour of our fair city's churches at the time it ha
The Story Of Paula Cracker-2The Story Of Paula Cracker-24 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Standing behind Paula was the tattered Jeremiah. He held the gun.
Sherry gasped and picked Paula up, shaking her gently." Paula?!" She cried hoarsely. As time went on, she shook her rougher." PAULA!"
The black-haired two year old opened her eyes and watched as tears ran down her mother's face, confused. She frowned. "Ma sad?"
Sherry sniffled and allowed Paula to stand up." Are you okay, sweetie?" Paula blinked and nodded slowly. What was Mommy talking about? Of course she was okay! She was just terribly shocked.
Jeremiah chuckled, like nails on a chalkboard to the rest of them. "I didn't shoot her, you stupid, blind bat." Sherry chose to ignore the last part.
A gasp of pain caught their attention. Ryan held his side tenderly, his body shaking. He was breathing heavily, and was glaring at Jeremiah. "I-I thought we was friends?" Jeremiah shrugged and dropped the now useless gun. Ryan passed out from the pain, and eventually died from blood loss.
Sherry shuddered at the sight and at the s
I'm Fine. ReallyIt's all just a maskI'm Fine. Really6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
A thousand fucking lies
You might think you know me
But all you know is this disguise
Coz you want the real truth?
I'm not o-fucking-kay
Just sick of the pain and torture
Let my body rot, decay
Criss cross lines of anger
Madness, sorrow, hurt
Kick me when I'm down
In the churned up, bloodstained dirt
All you see is cheery smiles
Confident blue sky days
But behind the eyes and puckered lips
Drips that lost and desolate gaze
For the death of that one girl
Not a single person feared
Until that mysterious day
When she simply dissapeared
My BunnyMy BunnyMy Bunny7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Precious feet ,
Padded with fluff,
Soft and playful,
Cast to the side,
Leap in the air,
Eyes so deep,
Sweet breath in my face
Pressed to my lips,
Love of my life.
Alice of Slender SacrificeAlice of Slender Sacrifice5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
"Somewhere there was a tiny heart. No one knew where the heart came from, but it was such a tiny, tiny little heart. The tiny heart's beat began to slow down, more and more and more. And no matter how it tried, it couldn't get back to its normal beat. "Please...I don't want to die...How can I stay alive?" As the heart beat slowed down more and more to a stop, its last thoughts were:
"I will make people come to me, come within me, and let them give me my life back..."
The first ALICE was a young and pretty little soul
Face as fair and cheeks as rosy, she was loved by all
She had men and women answering to her every beck and call
Everyone except one girl who wished for her downfall
This little ALICE was ignorant as can be
When her face was carved out alive no one could hear her screams
As she lay there on the ground, unable to hear, speak or see
Those who loved her now think she was just one of their dreams
The second ALICE was a man of immense height and stre
Blaze's storyIn a far away universe, there is a small planet. This planet is inhabited by a population of Psychokinetics, people who could lift things even as big as mountains, using only their brainpower, with no difficulty. People in this world were very happy. Everybody got on with each other, so nobody ever tried to fight, and the Royal family were kind, and loved by everybody. The world was perfect, until the time when the current King and queen stepped down to the next of kin, this been their daughter, princess Annaliese. This wouldn't have usually have been a problem, in fact, it would be a very happy time for the people in this world, but not this time.Blaze's story8 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The fact was, when Annaliese was born, she was born with some sort of… disorder. When everyone in the royal family saw her for the first time, they were shocked to see that she had peculiar marks all over her skin, they almost looked like small flames. The family had just passed it off as some strange birthmarks at first, and it s
TFA Warriors: Chapter 6TFA WarriorsTFA Warriors: Chapter 66 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Here, Sari! Come here girl! A tall, lanky man with shaggy brown hair and friendly blue eyes knelt down to the ground and held his hands open as a tiny kitten tumbled into them. August stood up with the red and light brown kitten safely in his arms and brought her close to his smiling face.
Awwww, whos a good kitty? He cooed in a loving manner. The kitten, Sari, let out a squeaky meow and playful battered his cheeks with her soft paws.
The man took it as an answer and laughed. Yes, you are, Sari! Youre a good kitty! And a cute one at that. August added. He took a sideways glance towards the kitchen counter where an older cat sat, watching them through drooped, relaxed eyelids. I wonder where the cuteness came from? Augusts joke was directed at the older cat, Sumdac, who was also Saris father.
Almost as if Sumdac had understood him, the brown cat shot his owner a glare and jumped off the
Sesshomaru and Kagome Ch. 2Notes---Isamu is supposed to be Kagome's father, in Japanese hios name means courage and bravery.Sesshomaru and Kagome Ch. 28 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
A Sesshomaru and Kagome Fan-Fiction Love Story
The Big Date-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
"Mom!!!! guess what??" without waiting for her mother's answer, Kagome blurted out the best news taht she had ever had.
"Inuyasha asked me out on a date tonight!!!! He will be here in three hours! I have to go and get ready!" Mrs. Higurashi was so excited for her daughter, nothing ever happened to her that she came home and about knocked the door down, yelling and skipping happily in the proccess. 'This would be a great time to pull out that dress that Isamu bought for me. I wonder where I put it, it has been years.'
Kagome ran upstairs as fast as she could
Broken SmileBroken Smile9 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Have you ever woken up in the morning, feeling like you can challenge the world? Have you ever felt like you could soar among the clouds and challenge everything that crosses your path?
Those feelings I had once felt were forgotten. Now I wake up dreading every single day, wishing that the pain didn't exist, that I could awaken with what people like to call a 'smile'. But I've even forgotten how to do that. Everyone makes it look so easy, so simple. Yet I find it the hardest thing to do, even harder than to keep watch over the Sol Emeralds.
The day mommy died broke my heart. It seemed like she was the only person who ever truly loved me. My daddy never did. How many times had he left me and mommy to fend for ourselves so he could go gallivanting with his 'friends'? How many times had he told mom and me that he didn't love us anymore?
Countless times. In and out, never telling us where he was going or what he was doing. When he left, I'd have to endure the tears my mom wept. I had to to
NH: Impassable AnxietyNH: Impassable Anxiety7 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Mrs. Moretti wake up now will you. Your husband is waiting in the parlor.
Thats how it always starts, and I sit up in a beautiful queen sized bed. Half naked of course for some reason, I never know why.
My maid, a beautiful Italian woman, I believe, shakes my arm a bit.
Mrs. Moretti your husband is waiting for you he says its urgent.
My stomach has butterflies by the sound of my husbands name. Vega Moretti and I am Anastasja Moretti.
Mr. Moretti can wait now. I snort snobbishly and sit myself up.
I matted out my sleep ridden, and knotted hair.
I always give this maid the same old glare.
"You may LEAVE now!" I hiss a bit, crankily for being disturbed. I was acting like my old self again.
The time I wait for the dainty maid to leave allows me to pull on a sweater over my head, and slide my feet in slippers. Vega wouldnt have guests this early in the morning anyway, so there was no point in worrying about appearances.
Akatsuki sundays(Akatsuki lair)Akatsuki sundays9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
It was Sunday and the Akatsuki were bored.
Leader: Anyone got any ideas for fun?
Kisame: lets get drunk!
They all agreed. And after an hour they were all drunk.
Tobi: Tobi is a very bad boy bad bad bad Tobi Tobi bad
Slamming his head against a wall
Deidara: Guys I have mouths on my hands how freaky is that wow mouths on my friggin hands how psycadellic
Kisame: I'm a fish I'm a fish in the deep blue sea!
Kisame began to sing
Itachi: slowly walking down the hall faster than a cannon ball where were you while we were getting high some day you will find me caught beneath a landslide in a champagne supernova in the sky!
Itachi yelled singing oasis
Zetsu a: My cookie
Zetsu b: sod off it's mine!
Zetsu a: like hell it is!
Zetsu began to kick the shit out off himself
Then the Akatsuki leader began to sing
Leader: why don't you build me up!
Akatsuki: buttercup baby just to let me down!
Leader: I need you
Akatsuki: I need you
Leader: more than anyone else!
Deidara: I don't want
1 Naming Your OCNAMING YOUR OC Basic Information1 Naming Your OC4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
This is where we cover all the basic information for your OC. Almost all of the information here is the basic stats that should give us a general understanding of your OC
Ah, the start of every character. Before you even start thinking about any other aspect of your character, their name is the first thing you'll want to decide on. They are also the first thing that people will use to judge and evaluate your character. Of course your character has to have a name, unless for some reason and it better be a good one she doesn't. It's very easy to screw up the name, so remember these important points:
Spelling: Some names have multiple kinds of spelling. Do some research to see if a name has many other forms and decide which one you want.
Meaning: A lot of people like to focus on the meaning of their OC's name. FALSE! You do not have to focus on this when naming your character. Many Mary-Sue's have hor
General!ChinaXreader The most beautiful of all P3“(last name) (first name)!)” The matchmaker said your name when she burst through the door. The matchmaker was a rather large woman with rather manly features.General!ChinaXreader The most beautiful of all P32 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
“Present.” You say as you stand up and move the parasol from your face.
“Speaking without permission...?”
“oops…” you say as you smack your palm to your face.
The matchmaker leads you into the building. You walk in and close your parasol. She then comes in behind you and slams the double doors shut.
*~~Le time skip brought to you by PANDA!~~*
You were walking home from your appointment with the matchmaker feeling utterly depressed. Let’s just say that it was a complete and utter failure that ended with the matchmaker running out of the building with her butt on fire while sporting an ink mustache, followed by you throwing a pot of tea on her in order to put out the fire.
Once you got back to your family’s house, you went to put Ivan back into his stable. As
General!ChinaXreader The most beautiful of all P5China’s POVGeneral!ChinaXreader The most beautiful of all P52 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
I walked up to the soldier who was still on the ground. He looked up at me through his arms and swiftly got up when he recognized me. “I don’t need anyone causing trouble in my camp aru” I told him.
“Sorry…” the soldier said. Was it just me or did his voice sound strangely like a girl’s. The soldier continued, “Uh…uh I uh mean I’m sorry you had to see that but uh *he punches my arm* you know how it is when you get those manly urges, and you just gotta kill something, fix things, cook outdoors….” His voice seemed to have lowered very quickly.
‘Ok this guy is very strange aru.’ I think to myself and then I say “What’s your name, aru?”
Reader chan’s POV
When you first saw the general you couldn’t help but take in his looks He had long brown hair that was tide back into a pony tail and honey brown eyes. ‘ya know he’s pretty handsome…