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faded ♦ jalex by unfortunate-souls
unfortunate-souls
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Pretty Little Pilot|Muke by 1am_motels
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"all of your trash is on my seat! where am i gonna sit?" luke smirked and cleared his throat. "how about..on my face?" or michael had just graduated from flight school and gets to fly airliners. his co-pilot is a sexual, snarky, and dirty-minded son of an ass. fem!michael top!luke //copyright 1am_motels 2016-2017\\ all rights reserved SPECIAL THANKS TO @-gayboyhowell
Smile On His Lips and Cuts On His Hips (Jalex) by Rose682
Rose682
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What is the best way to keep a secret? "Tell it to everyone you know, but pretend you are kidding" - Lemony Snicket. It turned out that Snicket was painfully correct. By the time I reached P.E. after lunch on Monday, it was tipping over the edge of eighty degrees, and my red hoodie had been stuffed in the back of my locker since Brunch. I'd lost count of how many people had gaped at my arm with shocked expressions and open mouths, curious voices unsure of whether or not they wanted to know the answer asking, "Did you cut your arm?" By third period, I'd gotten so fucking sick of repeating the same excuse that my sarcastic asshole side had leaked out. So, I'd been responding to my classmates appalled questions with something along the lines of, "Yes, I cut myself." There was a kind of sick humor to it - technically, I was telling the truth. Not that anyone would ever know it. Cover cred to RazorbladeKissesx
Escape Disaster by MyGorgeousNightmare
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I don't know how to push on anymore. I have no parents. I live with my abusive uncle and my little sister. I cry myself to sleep and my wrist. On fire. I'm a mess. My sister is a mess. No money, nothing. My Uncle doesn't give a shit about us. I have to go out and get money. I have to go get food. I'm stuck here till the age 18.The depression is killing me. Then I saw you with your blue eyes. I felt a twig of hope. Happiness. We came close. Became best friends until it hits me, I can't have you. Even though I want you, so bad. He will kill us. I can't risk that. I can't. _-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_- Hello guys. This is me attempting to do an Andley. So you know what this means-This is a slash between Andy Biersack and Ashley Purdy AKA, Andley. This fan fic will involve: Family drama, fighting, sex (BoyxBoy/BoyxGirl), drinking, self harm, and cussing. P.s: My grammar is not at its best. May be a few typos and errors and shit but I will try to fix them all. Not the best description but yeah. Erm...Enjoy? (This is my story on Mibba)