Michael Way regretted telling his older brother he'd go with him to the party that night. After about an hour of loud music and too many people in one room, he went on his way to find somewhere else to sit and made a start on that reading he was meant to be doing. Pete Wentz was surprisingly unhappy with having such a huge party in his house, in fact, he didn't even remember agreeing to it. After about two hours of people trying to force him to go and be sociable, he went up to his room to clear his mind. Neither of them expected to see another person there, but neither of them really minded. As the party downstairs got louder, they both continued getting to know each other and wondering where the other had been their whole life.

12/ Translation /@ZarryForeva14 Onu seviyorum ama söyleyemiyorum

In which a boy with pastel pink flower crowns and a boy with a dark attitude become friends to prove everyone wrong *pastel!artist!phil *punk!musician!dan

Dan was a teenage boy who was a bit awkward and not the most popular person. He was happy, but not the happiest he could be. That was until he was told about a certain YouTuber who changes his life forever. A FICTIONAL story of how Phan became what it is today. This is a safe Phan fiction with no triggers (although if anyone disagrees be sure to let me know).

DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN THIS STORY IN ANYWAY POSSIBLE. ALL CREDITS GO TO LVCKYPHAN ON ARCHIVEOFOUROWN.

E D I T I N G Dan has a new neighbor. His new neighbor Phil who happens to be an insomniac who loves playing the violin in the dead of the night, baking cookies and who also has a cat who spends half of her time in Dan's house. Dan finds Phil very annoying but he really can't resist those blue-green eyes...

Dan is the new guy in the town and Phil is his neighbor. A story about mysteries, friendships and love. (Credits to the artist who made the book cover)

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)