in a world where your moods are visible above your head, displayed through pictures and icons, it's impossible to hide your true feelings. however dan howell seems to be lacking this. labelled as an emotionless freak, dan is outcasted because his moods are never visible. that is, until an endlessly happy boy named phil wonders why.

When Draco comes up with an idea to mess with Harry during the Triwizard Tournament, will he be the one who will get burned in the end? Drarry #wattpride #drarry If you're a first time reader, I highly recommend reading the new version! It's posted on my profile!

{COMPLETED} Pete likes rain. He also likes Mikey Way. Mikey knows it too. He also like Pete. But one mistaken night leads to hardships between the two, leaving Mikey with a question he might not be able to answer, and Pete with a terrible dilemma. Gerard loves working with kids, Frank is fucking tired. The two meet at the hospital where Gerard works and Frank is admitted. Will Gerard's methods work on older kids too? Or maybe Frank just falls for people too easily...? But that's what got him in the hospital the first time, and he is determined not to let that happen again. Ryan likes dinosaurs. Purple ones especially. He was diagnosed with Lukemia when he was three, almost four, aka six months earlier, but he's still not quite sure what that means. But he knows the nice grandma, Ms. Urie, has the same thing he has. He also knows she has a grandson his age who comes to visit sometimes. One thing he knows about Ms. Urie's grandson is he makes Ryan smiley too :) Um... yeah, Petekey, Frerard, and kid!Ryden whoooo! --WARNING: mentions of depression, suicide and rape-- October 2015- March 2016

A fan fiction about the band My Chemical Romance in a horror. Who will survive? Mikey? Frank? Gerard? Ray? Read to find out. * Written 9 years ago so definitely a bit dated! If you feel like going ahead anyway, please enjoy with this in mind x

"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)

They were murdered, they were attacked and now they're dead. That's all Frank knows about his parents - gone before he'd even had chance to miss them, and it was fucking with his head. The police reckoned that moving away, to rural New Jersey with his grandparents would help him cope with the loss, but even Frank knew that they couldn't be more than wrong, because despite the dull sleepy atmosphere of the town, there was something unidentifiable yet impossibly unnerving about the place, and really, perhaps was safer in his parents home than he ever was here. And there's something physically wrong too - a figure that lurks in the smoke, fog, and shadows - a silhouette the deepest black he'd ever seen, the kind that brought an unsettling feeling to Frank's stomach, and really Frank's wasn't one to be overly twitchy about things like this, but from the moment he first met him, he could never shake the feeling that the figure was always following him. And perhaps, he was. (Vampire!Gerard)

not mine!!!!!!! creds go to SoloChaos on archive of our own just another copy of the forest fic make sure you have tissues