The Box.People around the school knew Gerard Way as the creepy guy that dyed his hair a lot.More Like This
His classmates knew him as the guy who sat in the corner and didn't talk to anybody.
His friends, you could say, knew him as the one that drew amazingly, who was going to make it far in the comic industry.
His brother knew him as the best sibling in the world.
I knew him as my boyfriend.
Notice I say "knew", as in the past tense of "know"?
Well Gerard killed himself a week before our high school graduation.
He, he said the bullying was too much. He said that it's been going on ever since he was fifteenthe year he finally felt proud enough to tell his parents and friends that he was gay.
He said he was glad that the bullying died down for a bit after the "I'm gay" news got around, but it started up again when he was eighteen, when he dyed his hair red.
I tried to tell him he shouldn't care what the others thought, just try to stay strong, and he seemed strong for a long time, but
Cosplay for BeginnersSo, you've decided you want to be a cosplayer. Great! You'll have tons of fun. But where to start?More Like This
Step one: Choose a character to cosplay
How do you choose which costume you want to do? Choosing can be tricky, and you can't start until you've picked. No one else can tell you how to choose, but it might help if you start by figuring out why it is you want to cosplay.
People have lots of reasons, but in my experience, there are three main reasons why someone might decide to be a cosplayer, and knowing why you do it will help you choose. Most of us are a combination of these, but fit into one slightly better than the others.
1. The Super Fan- these cosplayers have a character or characters that they just absolutely adore. They know absolutely everything about them and the series and want to show the world. They choose their favorite characters.
If you're a super fan, picking is easy! Just do your favorite characters fro
Frerard- oops 2Frerard Oops part 2More Like This
Shit was all I could think as I watched the doctor's stitch up franks tongue. Each tiny thread ripped through the flesh and came out the other side, sending another tiny bead of blood down franks chin. I held his hand, he only flinched slightly at the pain. N'aww my big brave Frankie, soon Il get to kiss him all better.
"Ok Mr.Iero, that should be fine, the stitches will dissolve in a few days, just don't get up to too much... eh hem, activities that involve your tongue for a while and that should be fine"
I looked in the mirror situated next to the sink. JESUS CHRIST I still had Frankie's blood all over my face, I looked like freaking vampire. A burning sensation cursed through my cheeks and I could no longer look the doctor in the eye due to the state of my face. Mikey however found the whole situation rather amusing, small smirks and giggles escaped his mouth. I lightly punched his arm.
"Now Mr.Iero take these pain killers for the next 2 days and you w
Creep - FrerardIt wasn't always this way.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
Frerard: One-Shot: You are beautiful to meMore Like This
I run my palms all across the expanse of your ass as your breathing becomes more labored. Tension swells in my pants as you rub your thighs against my groin. Moaning with the sensation I grab harder at your soft tissue as my manhood expands and grows. Unable to hold back much longer I do more than kiss you, I drink of your lips and revel in your flavors. My pants barely able to hold back the throbbing mass of my cock, groan for release. Hungry my hands tear off your pants and shed your boxers to expose the sweet soft prize. As you work off my pants I can hardly contain my excitement when they are undone the full size of my endowment is released to you.
After releasing each other from the confines of our lower garments we both take a moment to observe each other. A mere moment passes to witness the size of my mass components and while the same has happened for you we both rush into each other's warm embrace. Feeling your skin against mine and you feeling my cock press against your belly
The Fun Of Math - FrerardMore Like This
He stares blankly at the empty paper, his brain having stopped functioning ten minutes ago, after wrecking his brain for at least twenty minutes.
His teacher had ordered the class to give their desk partners, a new math problem every day for them to solve, and then have them check if they got it right the next day and give each other grades. Probably just so she wouldn't have to give them any homework herself seeing as it would mean actual work, he thinks bitterly. They don't even have project week as her excuse is.
Luckily he is sitting next to his friend, so the pressure isn't as big if he fails to create a fairly hard assignment. The fact that he just so happens to be in love with his friend is slightly putting him off though, seeing as he would be too distracted by staring hopelessly at him, to notice what was happening in class. So he totally blames his friend for being bad at math.
Half an hour later his mother is helping him, so he could finally go to sleep.
The next day
I'm (Not) GayMore Like This
I stared at Gerard from a distance, his dyed red hair falling perfectly over his pale face. He smiled and laughed as he opened his locker, a white envelope dropping onto the floor. Gerard looked at it, picked it up and shoved it in his locker. He was my best friend and I just wished he would open the envelope and read about the feelings and memories that are scrawled on that piece of paper held within…just once. I went to look away as Gerard’s beautiful green eyes latched on to mine and he smiled at me, motioning his hand for me to walk over. I hesitated, before taking a deep breath and walked towards him.
“Hey Frank,” he said cheerfully.
“Hey Gerard,” I replied nervously.
“You okay, Frankie?”
“Yep, just Valentine’s Day I guess,”
“It’s less than a week away, but you will find a girl,”
I don’t want a girl. I thought. I want you.
“I might…” I lied.
The bell sounded
Much Too Precious To Die.Hollow screams whispered in his head.More Like This
He could not ignore the voices of the dead.
Wolves cried out in despair for the blood that was to be shed.
For the soul beyond my eyes was too precious to let die.
I was much too selfish of beauty to see him fly.
Fly into the skies to the angels who would cry.
Cry and bow at the beauty of his face.
Much too precious to die..
The marvelous human running before me continues to run,
Through the forest to the sound of my smoking gun.
As I sprinted after, my voice filled with laughter.
“Why do you run, run to the sound of this smoking gun?”
My head filled with thought of selfish acts as we played our game,
'I must have him to myself, him I must tame.'
Tame I must do, to the human who lie.
Much too precious to die..
“Miss, please slow!” He shouted in a plead,
For his life was in danger, very much in need.
I sneered at his voice, so hoarse and dry and
Slight..Overreaction, yeah.So yeah..I did kind of overreact hugely.More Like This
Not gonna go into what set it of, etc etc etc.
So I am just really sorry if I was a cunt to anyone..Not gonna be on DA much but still checking up from time to time.
FRANK IEROOK SOMore Like This
at the MSI concert last night, me and my husband were right up front to see Death Spells
after they preformed, we went up to a little booth for MSI. ok? owo ok
near the end of the show, i see someone walk by in a blue jacket and had tattooed hands. he walked right by us.
who was it? FRANK FUCKING IERO
BUT OH NO THATS NOT THE END
after the show, i went around to see MSI
I managed to meet Steve but the others were completely surrounded.
so i told Mason "I'm gonna check outside"
i went out the fire exit, saw the blue coat again and i wanted to rush right to him
but some security people told me i couldn't go that way.
SO I BOLTED THROUGH THE WHOLE MOTHERFUCKING BUILDING, OUTSIDE, AND DOWN THE SIDE OF THE BUILDING
YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND
I MET FRANK IERO
HE WAS SO NICE
HE SHOOK MY HAND, GAVE ME A HUG AND I GOT A PICTURE WITH HIM AND JAMES ;_;
MY LIFE WAS MADE
Blog for facts and theories about the break-upNormally I don’t post rumors or theories in this group, especially at a time like this when it could cause false hope, but some very interesting information has surfaced (and will probably continue to surface), so here’s a blog post to hold it all. Will edit it when more important information is found. Please remember that most of this (except the Dewees interview) is speculation and has not been verified at the time of writing this.More Like This
Edit: Mikey Way tweeted about the incident:
I want to thank everybody who helped make the past 12 years an unforgettable journey for me. Family, friends and fans- Thank You
For the record, my relationship has absolutely nothing to do with what just happened. They are completely seperate
Well, I guess that nullifies the "Warner was trying to kick Mikey out because of bad PR" theory, but the legal issues could still be a reality.
Edit 2: Kerrang
MCR officially breaks up + Long essay from meMost of you know this already, but they posted this short blog on their website: http://www.mychemicalromance.com/blog/mcr/my-chemical-romanceMore Like This
Being in this band for the past 12 years has been a true blessing. We've gotten to go places we never knew we would. We've been able to see and experience things we never imagined possible. We've shared the stage with people we admire, people we look up to, and best of all, our friends. And now, like all great things, it has come time for it to end. Thanks for all of your support, and for being part of the adventure.
My Chemical Romance
Right now I can't believe it's real. It feels like a dream. What upsets me most isn't the loss of new music: I still like MCR, but they haven't been my favorite band for a long time. I'm not sure what happened, I guess I just "grew out" of the music and started listening to other things.
But I was still very invested in the guys and their lives, as well as the fandom here, and-- as silly as this sounds-- i
MCR...To everyone that heard the news that MCR broke up, I just wanna say, stay strong.More Like This
MCR has helped so many people, probably even yourself, in so many ways.
For me, they helped me get through even the most difficult times in my life.
Their music took my pain away. They made me happy.
And they will continue doing so even if they're gone.
So just hang in there everyone, and don't forget what MCR has done for you.
Even though new music won't come out, hang on to what they've already done and continue to feel what you have before.
Don't give up and don't give in to the sadness.
MCR will be there for you forever... I promise.
(See you, Space Cowboys.)If you are an avid MCR fan and have just imbibed food or drink, or are weak of stomach, do not click.More Like This
It was absolutely wonderful and exquisite while it lasted—trying to truly describe what the experience was like, what it meant to so many people, would take up too much space, right now—but there comes a time to move on . . . and to carry on.
So long, and good night.