" my name's blurry face and I care what you think. " Dan Howell has an unknown condition where he cannot see faces - no matter what he wears or does - they are always a blur. The doctors nicknamed it 'blurry face', and there's absolutely nothing they can do about it; Dan will have to live without faces. That is, until he meets Phil Lester - the 'bad boy' of Dan's new school - who's face is strangely visible to Dan; much to Dan's wonder and Phil's distaste.

Phil Lester is sweet and cute; known for his kindness and enthusiasm. Dan Howell is a tough, cold outsider; known as the school's stereotypical 'bad boy'. But if he's so bad, then why on earth did he rescue Phil Lester and give him a smile which would melt anyone's heart?

At 3:22 a.m on a Saturday morning 19-year-old Anastasia Briar heard noises in her tiny one bedroom apartment. At 3:22 a.m on a Saturday morning 19-year-old Anastasia Briar grabbed a tennis racket and armed it like a light saber as she approached the noises. At 3:22 a.m on a Saturday morning 19-year-old Anastasia Briar saw a strange platinum haired man in her apartment. At 3:22 a.m on a Saturday morning 19-year-old Anastasia Briar's somewhat normal life was taken, smashed into a million pieces, and scattered to the ends of the earth. -3:23 a.m- ---------------------- Hey guys this is my first Gerard Way/MCR fan fic. I'm working really hard so I would love for you to check it out! More reads=more updates so tell me what you think :):) ---Fabbyulous1

"You're exactly the same as me, Lynx. You look down on yourself, just like I do." Gerard's voice raises, but it's not meant to be threatening. "And I don't want you to be like me... I care about you, y'know?" This story is not mine, I have simply taken the original (with permission from the author, burn bright) and added it to Wattpad so that it may have more views.

This. This is the story of- The bulimic bitch. This. This is the story of- The alcoholic asshole. This. This is the story of two people who couldn't be more right for each other in all the wrong ways. This. This is the story of two people that found out the hard way- That love- Destroys. --------------------------------- So I'm not great at writing descriptions, but this is only my second fic! I'm going to try and update as much as I can, and I hope you all give my fic a chance, as I'm going to work really hard to make it great and something that you'll love! STAY FABULOUS ---Fabbyulous1

-REWRITTEN/EDIT THE ENTIRE STORY ON 7/24/17- Coughing, the smoke swirled in front of me as beams of black and white flashing lights raced across my vision, disappearing as quickly as they had appeared. My lungs ached as they tried to pull in clean oxygen, my eyes straining to see through the grey haze. Once the smoke dissipated some, I could see we had appeared in the middle of a road. It was cracked and full of potholes, the yellow lines coated with dirt and grime from over the years it seemed. Taking a better look around, it looked like a bomb had gone off and I was witnessing the remainders of a city.

The Black Parade is dead.The Killjoys are born.

The rebels known as 'Killjoys' seek to destroy everything we protect here in battery city. Any citizen who is caught helping the Killjoys will be eliminated immediately. If you see any suspicious activity when going about your daily activities please contact the nearest Scarecrow or Drac. Make sure to take your pills so you can have a better,happier life. Just as a reminder,Have your headphones on between 9:38am and 10:14am at the volume level of 7.4, And again between 12:24pm and 2:56 pm at the volume of 8.7. Have A Better Day, BL/I

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~*COMPLETED*~ What if the letter accident didn't go they way it did? What if Connor never killed himself? What if him and Evan became friends? ~~~ "What?" "..y-you heard me." "Well duh I heard you. I'm not deaf." ".. your not.." "Not what?" He said, almost glaring. "..not.. pushing me.." I quietly murmured, looking down and playing with the hem of my shirt. "..oh.. uh.. well I was pissed so.. sorry for the other day I guess." ~~~ ART IS NOT MINE CHARACTERS ARE NOT MINE PLOT IS MINE *WARNING* swearing is in this book but mainly from one character, so if you don't like continuous swearing then don't read this Also this is gay, so if you don't like the idea of two boys together then this isn't for you Please don't steal and please enjoy! BTW IF YOU HAVENT SEEN DEAR EVAN HANSEN THEN YOU WILL BE VERY CONFUSED SO I RECOMMEND WATCHING IT, IT IS VERY GOOD :) Started 6/28/17 Finished 9/12/17