I'm fucking,,,,,,, i want to die,,,,,,

used to be #1 in fanfiction not my story. link is in story.

((Basically this is one big messy gay bandom AU, features just about every ship in the emo trinity and a few more)) Frank is the only gay guy he knows, stuck in the rather restricting and conservative world of Catholic school with his two best friends and their Catholic upbringings, where his daily adrenaline hits come from smoking behind the art block with Jamia, who he reckons is on her path to being the next Lindsay Lohan. But then, things really do change, because perhaps Jamia's matchmaking abilities aren't quite as shitty as Frank reckons, and perhaps this 'social gathering' he's dragged along to, does have some benefit to him after all. And perhaps, Frank will draw a face to the name of Gerard - Mikey's older brother, who really despite living in the same town, is worlds away from the reality Frank's stuck in. And on the subject of the unlikely, will Mikey ever finally figure out that Alicia Simmons really doesn't give a fuck about croquet?

"Who are you?" I asked, wincing when I heard my voice tremble in fear. A sad smile appeared on his pale lips. "I thought maybe you would remember me." He let go of my wrist entirely and allowed his shoulders to fall. Hearing the scrambling of chairs behind me, I craned my neck and saw the others rise from the table. The group of ten or so individuals made an imposing sight, and all I could think of was to get away as fast as I could. They didn't look scary, but something was off. I could feel it. I was certain. As I dashed, I saw one a few other students ignoring those guys completely, and that's when it hit me. No one else could see them. My skin began to prickle, and fear crept up my spine and neck. I ran.

Only 3 children survived out of 26. But that's all you know. No one else knows about the girl who framed her own death to save the two closets people to her. Lucky Number 7. One by one, they plucked the children as easily as taking pigs to the slaughterhouse. Seven knew she was next, so she warned Nine and Twelve, hoping they could escape. She never expected Five to make it out as well. Seven framed her death, hoping to buy some time to escape. I don't own anything except for my own Seven, the one in the anime is probably dead XD Plus I didn't feel like there were too many Znt fanfictions so here you go (but mine prob sucks too)

(WARNING: BOYXBOY STORY HERE. IF YOU DON'T LIKE IT THEN STAY AWAY!) Oliver Scott, Ollie, is just like any other teenaged boy. He enjoys music, playing his guitar, and eating anything and everything placed in front of him. He has worries about his first year in high school, like any normal teenager would, there's just one catch. Oliver is actually an Esper, a being with psychic abilities, and he's off to attend Nightshade Academy the prestigious school for monsters and ghouls you thought only existed in your nightmares. If you think going to your school is tough, try attending a boarding school full of werewolves, vampires, witches, and all kinds of mythical creatures. Oliver's troubles begin the day before school even starts when his new roommate, Dakota, asks him to join his band and preform in the welcome back ceremony last minute. What seemed like a kind gesture ended up earning him the attention of the two hottest and most popular guys in the school, which might not be best of things as he's thrown into their childish disputes over who's the dominate race, vampire or werewolf. Oliver finds himself in a stranger than fiction world filled with rivals, jealousy, love, and lust. His hopes of just being able to survive four years are slowly fading as danger and dark secrets arise and he soon finds that his fate may be sealed with the Academy's stone cold walls. Yeeeeah I'm not the best at descriptions, but I hope you guys enjoy the story anyways. I promise if you just give it a chance you won't be disappointed ;) I mean there's cute boys and hot guy on guy action in here! What more could you want? Oh and don't flippin steal my ideas -_- love ya! ;D