in which a troubled past scars a developing future Scars 2015© lol ok so this was my first fanfiction ever so it's pretty bad imo but yeah read it or whatever just warning you

I'm fucked, angel. so am i. we'll be fucked together, then. _________________________ A JAMES COOK FANFIC MOSSYKNEESOCKS

[𝙞 𝙙𝙤 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙤𝙬𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙨𝙚 𝙢𝙚𝙢𝙚𝙨] okay maybe some of them 𝐒𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞 𝐨𝐟𝐟 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐮𝐦𝐛𝐥𝐫 𝐚𝐬 𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐥

A story in which Chris Cornell and Eddie Vedder fall in love.

Jason had a very... let's say, interesting dream involving the lead singer of his band. The only problem was that he fell asleep in the worst time and place possible and was dragged out of sleep by that specific person. What will happen when he finds out that his deepest secret that he's been keeping for such a long time hits the ears of 'The Mighty' James Hetfield? And most importantly, what will his reaction be?

Jason Newsted lives in a small town where the people aren't as nice to him as they are to everyone else. They tend to push poor Jason around for being superstitious, believing in witchcraft and sorcerey as well as mythical and mystical creatures. His favorite pass time is walking down a path in the wooded area behind his house. But this time, as this walk seems more lonelier than it normally has, he comes across a fight in nature between a bear and an extremely abnormally large wolf. The bear leaves the wolf and Jason rushes to help, but he doesn't know that his life is about to change, as well as the lives of the townspeople.

I was suggested to put separate imagines in a book only meant with the boys of Palaye Royale. They will most likely be inspired by songs I hear thinking of them or just something random. Will not write smut or triggering scenes to try to be family-friendly.

Smut about the best emo bands we know

It begins when you're sixteen. Every little mark your soulmate makes on their arms appears on yours. Mindless doodles. Class notes. Dicks from their annoying brother. Appointment reminders. Stray slip-ups. Intricate pieces of artwork. Everything. But you can never write back. For 19 year old Lacey Oaks, it was beautiful, detailed, intricate pieces of art. Buildings. Trees. People. All very Victorian. The occasional dick, which was quickly scribbled out. For 21 year old Emerson Barrett, it was mostly cuts.

"i don't mind being hated, but I hate being misunderstood" AP soysawce 2018