after all these years, i can finally see him again

I'll probably like copy and paste this to the beginning of the story as well but. It is currently 5am EST. The date is July 26th 2020. Every other part of this story was written between 2015 - 2016. I was around the age of 13, now I am almost a legal adult. I took it down maybe in 2017 or 2018. I was embarrassed by this, I was embarrassed by being emo, I was embarrassed by being a part of the My Chemical Romance fandom. Somewhere along the way, I decided I was too good for this. Somewhere along the way I stopped having a lot of internet friends, most I met on here. Mainly through the comment section of other My Chemical Romance stories (Frerard fanfiction babey). I talk to one person that I met on Instagram now and like my boyfriend and that's it. I was embarrassed of who I used to be. Of being emo. I still get mad when people call me emo. But This morning. I woke up at 4am. And I really missed talking to one particular person from my past. Ranata if you're out there 🥺. And I went through the messages on my page to try and find her Wattpad to hit her up and I saw everyone's messages to me on my page. And like, I was so cringey, but everyone was so nice to me. People commenting their fandoms on my page, calling me fabulous for following them back, Renata calling me a cute girl. And it just made me miss everything. Why did I grow up and value "not being cringey" and "being mature" over the friends I had in this fandom. I cried while writing that ^ Anyways, I'm not going to like revert back to being emo, I'm proud of who I am now and growth is important, but in solidarity, I'm giving the world back my most popular stories. This, My Chemical Romance Imagines, My Chemical Romance Preferences,and my Supernatural Crack.

"But I'm straight." Those three words are the words that take Phil over the edge. Like his world is crashing down on him. What's up with his constant flirting and his cheeky smiles and lovey dovey eyes. Phil knows something's up, and he's determined to find out what that something is. //warning: swearing, self harm, and eventually smut//

Dan finds Phil's journal, what happens when he reads it?

[WARNING: SPOILERS FOR THOSE WHO HAVE NOT SEEN SUPERNATURAL OR NOT CSUGHT UP WITH THE SERIES] Chatroom for only hunters, angels, and demons. Let's just say... what happens in the chatroom, stays in the chatroom. [WARNING: MAY CONTAIN STRONG LANGUAGE AND PURE STUPIDITY]

Because everyone needs to know what I'm thinking. At all times.

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

Since this Fandom is srsly off its medication.

Sam's boyfriend, Gabriel just broke up with him. They had dated for two years and he just broke it off. Sam wasn't too happy and he was having a hard time getting over it. Then one day he went to a coffee shop and accidentally bumped into a guy. This guys name was Lucifer Nick Wells. Strange name but Sam liked it. He and Lucifer became friends and Sam learned something, Lucifer was a poison. Sam got in trouble and didn't give a fuck about anything when he was with Lucifer, but it's not like he made Sam do anything. He always asked him "are you sure you wanna do this?" Before they got into any trouble, Sam always found himself saying yes. Everyone said to him "you shouldn't be friends with him. He's bad for you" but Sam didn't listen. Lucifer was like his drug and he was so goddamn addicting.