AU kagehina in which Kageyama is an antisocial musician that lives in an apartment across from a loveable deaf artist with ginger hair. A few awkward encounters and crazy friends open Kageyamas eyes. ---------- "Did I ever tell you the story of the bird that fell in love with the sun" ---------- This was written by an amazing author on archive of our own. but I know it's awkward to read it there. So I'm posting it here. The author is GhostFox. Once again this story isn't mine

Sleeping didn't come as easy as it used to. Bokuto knew this, and now Akaashi did, too.

- "Hey, Samu? Was I ever in love?" - "Why do you ask, Tsumu?" - "Because I feel like I was. But I don't remember anymore." The amnesia fic I never thought I'll write, but here we are.

Dan Howell is invisible. That's all he knows how to be. Terrified of standing out, he is happy going unnoticed by his peers, finding company in only the old rock and roll songs on his iPod. But Dan's life is turned upside-down when a boy in his drama class takes him under his wing, introducing him to a world of excitement he never could have imagined. Through the good and the bad, Dan's new life thrills him and leaves him wondering ...what does it mean to truly be alive? pairs: Phan and KickTheStickz tw: language, sexual content, abuse, depression, death, suicide, medication, drugs, parents, alcohol ENTIRELY WRITTEN FROM DAN'S POV Note: This fic features no main character death, only mentions of death.

Based on the I'm Not Okay (I Promise) music video by My Chemical Romance. **Triggers: abuse, suicide, mild bullying // plenty of warning given beforehand** 78, 829 words | 192 pages | 48 chapters | 4 parts

"I know we're young, but we have the kinda love that could last forever" in which Phil is selectively mute but Dan can't hear so that's okay March 19 2017 - January 30 2018 #890 in fanfiction

Gerard is a single parent now, finally matching paces with his best friend, Frank, who is also a single parent. Lindsey and Gerard aren't worse off than Jamia and Frank, and maybe Gerard's thankful for that. He's also thankful for Frank, who's always there for him. *I don't own anything except the plot and my own made up characters* Yayuh [some trigger warnings]

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.

swiggity sway these blokes are gayy.

"It's that house. That fucking house, Lina. He hasn't been the same since he moved in there." "My abuela used to tell me stories about that house before my ma told her to knock her shit off. She used to say El Diablo lived there." "El Diablo?" "The devil." ©nicosniners