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Church Boys † Brendon Urie by AnxietyAtTheBall
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You can't make a Church Boy out of an Atheist, but you can make a Bad Girl out of a Christian. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ A Brendon Urie Fanfic
latch :: calum hood (rewriting) by PLVTONIC
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"whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same." ©PLVTONIC
Dare || m.c. by micahlclifford
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It was a fairly simple dare. Get the girl's number, maybe ask her out. No one expected death, betrayal, and heart break. © copyright micahlclifford, 2014
bandages || calum hood by indolentcth
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❝i don't know whether it was the way she bit her bottom lip in concentration, her eyebrows furrowed to focus on one spot, her straight jet black ponytail swayed every movement she made, or how her brown almond shaped eyes squinted. all i know is that i found myself becoming more than willing to get injured just to see her again.❞ {lowercase intended} Published: 19/06/14 ©calumrejects
blackheart ➵ m. clifford by cxbains
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➵ jett stanley, a girl obsessed with her hallucinations. michael clifford, a hallucination that isn't a hallucination at all.
lucifer, l.hemmings by fckinghealy
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or when a girl and boy meet at a party and give each other endearing nicknames such as lucifer and indiana jones
24 Hours. by fivesaucewhoop
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Where a naive girl with lots of baggage and a rockstar that can't seem to think of anyone but himself fall in love over the span of 24 hours