Give me a sign, I want to believe

There was something so intriguing about the way he wanted her, the way she wanted him, and the way neither of them wanted to want each other.

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

My first MCR fic, not sure what's going on, don't remember. I dunno you guys, it's unedited and kinda nasty. You do you if you wanna read it.

**REMADE/REWROTE VERSION OF 50 THOUGHTS THAT SCARE ME** Sometimes, it takes 49 fears, an illness, and a little Gerard Way to get you to think.

❝You're beautiful, you know?❞ xoG Frank knew he had gained weight. He didn't need his students nor fellow colleagues to give him shit about it though. ❝I hope you know, because you are.❞ xoG It wasn't something he could 'fix' with by snapping his fingers. And maybe he didn't want to 'fix' it either. ❝Show me how beautiful you are.❞ xoG That's at least what 'xoG' makes him feel about himself every time he found the small yet cute and meaningful notes on his office desk. ❝People should learn to appreciate the beautiful things in their lives.❞ xoG But he still can't shake off that edgy feeling every time he reads the small notes. The edgy feeling that it's a student sending them. ❝I learned to appreciate beauty when I saw you.❞ xoG Even though Frank practically knows, he can't help the fluttering feeling to develop inside him. Cover credit to @tragician_child

I was the 6th-grade "slut." And I kept a diary. So I decided to create The UnSlut Project in the hopes that my own diary entries could provide some perspective to girls who currently feel trapped and ashamed. I am publishing these entries one at a time, without changing a single word except for the names of the people involved. My limited commentary, which is confined to brackets in each entry, is meant to provide the relief of my current perspective, fifteen years later. The UnSlut Project: Working to undo the dangerous slut shaming in our schools, communities, media, and culture by sharing knowledge and experiences.

"you look lost." »»» pete takes a road trip across america for one reason and one reason only; to finally be alone. »»» "and, christ, it's raining..." »»» and yet, when he picks up a scrawny hitchhiker with a crooked smile and an impressive CD collection, he starts to change his mind. »»» "do you need a ride?" »»» but there's so much more to the story. »»» "hop in." #2 in PETEKEY #3 in FOB by wesley tyler (he/they)

❛ ❛ -stars like him are more than just light. touch him & you'll blister; love him and you'll b u r n. ❜ ❜ ♚ FRIGHT NIGHT ♔ 「 After her estranged mother dies, and with no one else to claim her bearings, Margo must return to Bloodstone New Jersey to take care of her childhood home. But across a field of burial mounds is the Way palace, where both Barons Gerard and Mikey Way live. There's also some romance and spooky stuff because it's a gothic novel. It might be good, I dunno man. 」 COPYRIGHT © 2015, ierlobe/undiscredited All rights reserved, refrain from copying or/and reposting this story. Unauthorised duplication is a violation of applicable laws and will result in Gerard coming to your house and sucking your blood. (STORY IS UNEDITED)

A gay twist on a Harlequin tale. CEO Pete Wentz is in trouble. After a very emotional breakup with his girlfriend (emotional on her end of course), She decided to ruin his life. By selling false stories about Pete being a homophobic asshole. But only half of that is true. The head of his marketing team decides that to totally expel the rumors, Pete should hire a guy to pose as his boyfriend. And Patrick Stump is just the man for the job. After his boyfriend of almost ten years breaks up with him, Patrick finds himself in a stump. (haha) He can't afford to live in their apartment alone and his paintings haven't been selling well. So when he gets offered a job to pretend to date someone for fifty thousand dollars, he jumps at the opportunity. But can he keep his heart out of this artificial relationship? Or will real emotions surface from this faked love?