Patrick is a demon in hell, assigned to bring a little hell on Earth. Pete is on Earth, but with his life, he may as well be in hell maybe a demon is all he needs for his own kind of heaven TW//Self harm & mention of suicide/suicidal attempts cover art found in Google, credit to whoever drew that work of art, I only added words

Gerard Way is the school's Norman Bates. He's freaky, he acts like he's constantly anticipating something, and he does taxidermy. People fear him, and quite honestly, he gets off on it. There are so many bad rumors circulating about him that even he isn't sure which ones are true. Meanwhile, Frank Iero has a reputation for himself. He's an idiot. A comedic one, especially with his friend James, but an idiot. He once came to school high off his ass and passed his math exam with flying colors. It was a dumb move, but an entertaining one. Just like when he took the dare to make Gerard Way fall in love with him. • AKA "That ONE fanfic where ray is a massive asshole" Theme Song: Paralyzed - The Used

"Any heretics God delivers you, bind in withs and bring to the chapel." Josh/Brendon/Tyler/Dallon ***intense depiction of gore and violence. if you are sensitive to either/or, please use discretion or do not read.***

LET THE GAY SHIT BEGIN!

Ryan struggles with his life, the factory work and extremely low living standards can't guarantee him a long life. He loathes nothing more than his abusive and arrogant boss, who endangers them all day after day. But due to a convenient coincidence he finds himself making acquaintance with the boss' son, Brendon, who inherited the same arrogance from his father. Could this dangerous liaison save Ryan from his horrible fait or will it toss him straight into the afterlife? - set in London during the Industrial Revolution -

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.

Markiplier, Jacksepticeye, Danisnotonfire, Pewdiepie, and CrankGamePlay imagines. Mostly fluff, some serious fluff, I'll basically take any requests. Hope you enjoy!

Gerard was late, and it was fucking raining. He'd missed the bus and it was fucking raining, and he was totally going to get dropped from the play if he was late again and he was so fucking screwed, but honestly Gerard wasn't all that keen on it when he'd heard the only main part he'd managed to get in this damn theatre group was of a fucking crossdresser. For someone who was supposed to be in the closet, he was doing an awfully bad job of it. Frank Iero was Gerard's favourite punk ass skater dickhead, that he was currently working on eternally denying to himself the crush he had on Frank, which totally didn't exist of course, but Frank was really cute, and Gerard was really stupid; stupid enough to think that he could totally pull off pretending to be a girl in order for heterosexual Frank Iero to fall for him. Surely, this was truly the worst idea Gerard Way has ever had.

: WANTED : DEAD OR ALIVE : TYLER "MAD GEAR" JOSEPH JOSH "MISSILE KID" DUN ALEX "RENEGADE" GASKARTH PATRICK "YOUNGBLOOD" STUMP PETE "MR. BENZEDRINE" WENTZ : REWARD IF FOUND : : IF FOUND , CONTACT : BRENDON "THE GREEN GENTLEMAN" URIE {all respect to tyler, josh, and everyone mentioned in this fic} {{warning: violence, strong language, sexual content}}

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