Chemicalromance Stories

mature readers 18+

Two chemical families, omg freya are you online... no x ANYWAYYYY.. Two chemical families, both residents of the pH scale, In stunning 10Y (where we do science) From ancient hatred becomes reactivity, Where the blood of elements makes hands corrosive Reacted from the upsetting contrast of these enemies, A pair of star-crossed chemicals neutralise, Whose upsetting failed experiments go wrong And their neutralisation (death) ends the pH scale The fearful events of lab experiments And the continuous effervescence of their parents Only these fateful acids and alkalis would end their contrasts Now in a one hour science lesson in p14 Which your patient ears will attend What you have learnt from this prologue, will make sense xxxxxx

Gerard has lost the love of his life to murder. So when strange things start happening around town, Gerard decides to go to the extreme for love

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Was a day or two enough to love few things about you,or were those few things about you enough to fall in love with you.

After a long hard day with his band Murderdolls. Joey Jordison decides to go to Walmart and runs into a very off fan with black hair and a jersey accent. Very soon after his encounter with the strange man he finds himself kidnapped by non other than My Chemical Romance, a new up and coming band looking for a better drummer and Joey's just the right replacement.

Just a bunch of killjoy names that I've either made up or I've put together from generators. If I include yours/a friend's/an already in use one and you want it removed, please PM me or something You can mix and match with names, I really don't care

"This is going to be the happiest day of our lives, it will be great. I promise." Or so I thought. Their marriage was supposed to be a fairy tale dream to some extent. It was supposed to be a day that she would not forget. The marriage ceremony was a ride, metaphorically and literally. It was set on a ship, and the couple had trusted the service to their close friends. Everything was going sweet and well, you'd be crying tears of joy. Until you see blood. TW// BLOOD, DEATH, MURDER, GORE(maybe), SUICIDE

Gemma has a huge crush on a senior at her College. And she is trying to find ways to grab his attention. During this dilemma, she receives a message from a stranger that changes her life. Daily, she receives messages from his stranger- who seemed more like a Stalker at this point. Was this person a stalker or a love-struck fella behind the curtains?

oopsies u know what this fic is about its in the title a high-school au, Frank is an idiot, Gerard is actually pretty smart, all it takes is one big mistake in chemistry class to make a beautiful romance. no smut! only fluff and a bit of angst sprinkled in there, also bits of gore sometimes but it's small and I'll warn you I PROMISE bits of fantasy (fucking love potions, guys, cmon) and overall cute gays :)))))

A young boy named Rumour ventures off to space where he finds his true love, and many other companions along the way.

Tanya Stokes - now Blitz- is a normal 12 year old girl. She's walking down the street when she gets kidnapped and experimented on and it changes her life forever. She turns into a chlorine based human. This means she can do to you- anything that chlorine does. She's assigned a partner and told she's gonna be a spy. Knowing there wasn't much to go back to- she agreed. Now she spends her days dealing with other toxins.

[COMPLETE] Jenna's life came unhemmed the very second her parents told her they were separating. Her friends? Gone. Cast her out the moment she told them she was moving with her mother to some unheard-of town in New Jersey. Her family? Totally destroyed thanks to her dad's philandering ways. And while her mom isn't having any trouble starting over, Jenna can't seem to get back on her feet. Then, she stumbles across a garage band that changes everything. After befriending the singer and the bassist, brothers who welcome her into their circle without hesitation, Jenna finally feels like she has a reason to be in Belleville. The only problem is that she's already completely smitten with one of her new friends, and she's not sure she should risk losing her biggest supporters to pursue him. This story is set in the late '90s, around the time Mikey would have actually been a junior in high school, but it borrows aesthetics from the "I'm Not Ok" video. And really, it's just a set of four closely-connected oneshots.

" I saw him leaning against the wall, cigarette in hand. The air around him had taken on a deep color, and the heavy smell of smoke made its way to my nose. A sharp gust of wind blew cold, dry air into my face. I subconsciously tugged at the sleeves of my sweater, covering my hands. 'Haven't seen you in a while.' He mumbled, taking a deep breath from his cigarette. I noticed his posture tensed slightly, so I copied him, crossing my arms. I walked over to him and leaned against the wall. 'I was,' I started. 'I was busy.' 'Busy doing what? You never go to parties, you quit your job last month, and we didn't get any homework this week.' I sighed and shifted my legs, balancing my weight on the leg furthest from him. I guess even he can tell when I'm lying. 'You can't lie to me, sweetheart. I've lied enough in my life to call anyone else's bluff.' He continued. He stood up from his leaning position, and turned toward me. 'So. The truth.' He waved the cigarette around in the air. 'Spill.' " ! RELATIVELY SLOW UPDATES AS I AM A STUDENT, BUT I TRY TO POST TWO CHAPTERS AT A TIME ! please leave comments and vote!! it's a great motivator <3

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A girl falls in love with a cliché popular boy, but he just wants a knife in her throat..

CHEMICAL MESS SERIES - Book I If I kiss you, it's not because I love you. If I insult you, it's not because I hate you. If I take your hand when you're crying, it's not because I pity you or I care. If I laugh with you, it's not because I'm happy, for I have no feelings at all. I'm using you. I'm just borrowing feelings from you.