"in a room full of art, i'd still stare at you. because, darling, you are always the most beautiful thing in the room." in which a heartbroken artist finds solace and inspiration in the girl that models for him.

"All you needed was for someone to paint you wings; to set you free from the memories that tied you down." ~~~ Emilia Anderson has spent far too many years shielding herself out of fear of being hurt by those she cares deeply for. After losing her parents in an unfortunate accident and becoming traumatized as a result of her manipulative, abusive ex-boyfriend, Jared, she constructed invisible walls around her to keep herself safe. The walls once seemed impenetrable to Emilia, that is, until she stumbles into the charming and tormented Ashton Irwin, who shatters them. Emilia takes a chance and allows Ashton to enter her life, only to discover that Ashton is also protecting himself from memories he can't escape. They're oblivious to their attraction to one another, but once their pasts make an unexpected and unwanted appearance, they can't deny their desires and need each other more than they really know. Together they learn how to detach themselves from their pasts, but it's easier said than done, especially when their pasts are relentless. ~~~ [A Wattpad Featured Story] Warning: This story contains mature themes such as: alcohol, violence, swearing and sexual content. (Ashton Irwin Fanfiction) © 2014 | rdysasi All rights reserved.

Frerard. Self-destructive love. One is a screw-up, and one is far beyond it. Can they survive?

Gerard was late, and it was fucking raining. He'd missed the bus and it was fucking raining, and he was totally going to get dropped from the play if he was late again and he was so fucking screwed, but honestly Gerard wasn't all that keen on it when he'd heard the only main part he'd managed to get in this damn theatre group was of a fucking crossdresser. For someone who was supposed to be in the closet, he was doing an awfully bad job of it. Frank Iero was Gerard's favourite punk ass skater dickhead, that he was currently working on eternally denying to himself the crush he had on Frank, which totally didn't exist of course, but Frank was really cute, and Gerard was really stupid; stupid enough to think that he could totally pull off pretending to be a girl in order for heterosexual Frank Iero to fall for him. Surely, this was truly the worst idea Gerard Way has ever had.

my name is dan, not danielle × somewhat based off of the short film boy (HIGHEST RANKING: #2 in fanfiction)

just when the catipillar thought the world was over, it became a butterfly × sequel to 'transgender' {HIGHEST RANKING #3}

50 Thoughts That Scare Me. What are they? Smut warning: No smut Boy x Boy- Frerard For questions about translation DM me on Wattpad or @bekahgrace99 on Instagram

Unfinished; I'm having a really hard time trying to write this.... like the worst writers block in the world. I really had no clear plot when I started writing this and now I don't know where I'm going with it.... hopefully I can finish it. Thankfully to everyone who read and voted for this I'll try my best to give a great ending. I never wanted to hurt anyone and I never thought I had done anything wrong until the day my childhood mistakes came back to haunt me. The one person I loved the most taken. My best friend taken. My few friends ripped from my hands, taken and smashed to pieces beyond repair. Because of one little mistake I made. I ran down the hallway to my bedroom. I grabbed my phone and a few other personal belongings, and stuffed them in a bag. Another gun shot fired. I ran back down the hallway and down the stairs into the basement I opened the furnace room door and started dialing 911. "Hello what's your emergency" I hadn't hit call yet. I looked up from my phone. In front of me stood Melanie. I screamed. A wet cloth went over my mouth and nose. I fell to the floor helpless.

Elanna is off to her high school reunion but on the way she encounters a dangerous storm that sends her into a dimension filled with horrors. Never again will she spend a night with her family. Is Elanna brave enough to break the boundaries of the Hex? Horrors and hauntings around every corner. Is there another way to see her family?