"So, if you're going to make that interview then we'll have to cancel um, Tony?"
The question was moot. She already knew he was far gone, and that he hadn't heard a word she had said, then again, listening never was his strong point. Snapping her fingers in front of his face, Pepper put her hands on her hips, as he sat at attention.
"Oh, hey. You were saying something, right? Like, words, right?"
"Yes, Tony, I was speaking words, and you were being a jackass. What's up with you lately?"
"Am I not usually a jackass?"
"That you are, but you're kinda " she noticed he was looking past her again, "distracted lately
I can make you the happiest boy in the world. We can talk about Pokemon and listen to all the Mika songs in the world. We'll make fun of each other because we're not afraid of offending. Because you know you're perfect to me. I'll recomend new books, and you'll lend me your comics. We'll laugh, and thank God we found each other. People will see us holding hands and say 'it's about time.' They'll see my face light up when your name is mentioned, and so will you. And you'll know exactly why. Because nobody else can make me feel like you can.
...Now I just have to tell
Frank hated metal. Well no, not all metal. Metal was in his favorite belt buckle. He also liked to listen to a good bit of metal. Come to think of it, there was really only one type of metal he didn't like.
Braces. He hated his braces more than anything else about himself at the moment. More than his unruly hair. More than the specks of acne that would vandalize his face every now and then. More than anything about himself.
Well, that's not true either. His braces were the thing he hated most about his looks. His personality was totally different. He always had something to say, always had an opinion and was never afraid
Pete Wentz had never been the kind of guy who liked to keep people in a sense of repetition. He loved spontanious moments. He loved shocking people, and he was known to write strikingly revealing lyrics, but even I, steady and calm Patrick Stump, had to do a double take when I read the words scratched sloppily on wrinkled paper in front of me.
I knew in an instant that the fangirls would have a heart attack. At the top of the page in all caps was the title, "GAY IS NOT A SYNONYM FOR SHITTY". Under that in script witten hurriedly was the beginning line,
Because I'm too sissy to make an 'I Hate' List by ThisNerdRocks, literature
Literature
Because I'm too sissy to make an 'I Hate' List
I love...
The fact that a song by Twisted Sister was parodied on the SpongeBob movie
That people hate me because of that
That I knew the song before it was on Spongebob
That I totally rock out to it every time I watch that movie and know the lyrics to both versions.
Dumb kids' cartoons
That I quote my favorite shows and only my friends know what I'm talking about
My friends
My amazing parents
The music that I listen to
That everybody has their own opinions
People who aren't afraid to express their opinions
Music stores
My best friend's face when she saw a Hot Topic for the first time :noes:
Youtube
DeviantArt
Tumblr
Stupid i
Slashapolooza: WTF IS THIS?! by ThisNerdRocks, literature
Literature
Slashapolooza: WTF IS THIS?!
"Mikey I've got to tell you something." Frank gestured dramatically, placing his hand to his forehead so that the palm was facing. Looking like a dame about to faint he continued, "I've been cheating on you with your brother this whole time!"
Meanwhile Gerard stood awkwardly off to the side, adjusting the collar on his suit.
Mikey looked shocked, "Ohmahgawd srsly???"
Frank replied, suddenly gripping Gerard by the collar and squishing their faces together, "Srsly."
"Well, I've been cheating on you with Bob anyway so "
"Oh my god, no way!"
"So yeah, and he was like--" The blonde-haired man stopped in his tracks wiht a look of sheer horror painted across his soft features, "HOLY S--T!"
"Whoa Trick, what'd you do to make him say that?" Pete laughed, leaning back in his chair, balancing on two legs.
Patrick didn't answer him, instead he disappeared into kitchen, emerging moments later with Hemingway firmly in his grasp. Holding the drooly dog away from him almost disgustedly, Patrick plopped him down in Pete's lap. Cheeks red and his hat crooked in his fluster, Patrcik looked quite comical, or at least Pete thought so. Glaring down at his friend, the short blonde man
"No Mikey, we can't afford the fancy name-brand coffee."
"Awwww, but it's so good!"
"I know, but it's also soooo expensive. You'll live on off-brand coffee and you'll like it."
Mikey stuck his tongue out at his older sibling, muttering a disgruntled fine, before running off to go browse the store's crappy CD selection. Gerard sighed, running a hand through his thick black hair. He hated when his parents made him go grocery shopping, even more-so when he was forced to drag Mikey along, who couldn't go two seconds without insisting they absolutely needed this, or if he didn't have that he'd just die! But what Gerard probably hate
Leaning up against the wall, light peeking through the cracks in the door in front of me, making horizontal lines of a yellow-ish color between thicker lines of darkness that covered me with a striped pattern. I was scrunched up in the small space, feeling like I was going to choke on heated, thick atmosphere that ran between the coats that surrounded me, brushing up against my skin. I couldn't see much from where I was, just barely able to see out the slots into the lighted atmosphere in the room beyond. I could see him though. The maroon-dyed short hair on either side of his head, and the inky black strip in the center that he let com
"So, if you're going to make that interview then we'll have to cancel um, Tony?"
The question was moot. She already knew he was far gone, and that he hadn't heard a word she had said, then again, listening never was his strong point. Snapping her fingers in front of his face, Pepper put her hands on her hips, as he sat at attention.
"Oh, hey. You were saying something, right? Like, words, right?"
"Yes, Tony, I was speaking words, and you were being a jackass. What's up with you lately?"
"Am I not usually a jackass?"
"That you are, but you're kinda " she noticed he was looking past her again, "distracted lately
I can make you the happiest boy in the world. We can talk about Pokemon and listen to all the Mika songs in the world. We'll make fun of each other because we're not afraid of offending. Because you know you're perfect to me. I'll recomend new books, and you'll lend me your comics. We'll laugh, and thank God we found each other. People will see us holding hands and say 'it's about time.' They'll see my face light up when your name is mentioned, and so will you. And you'll know exactly why. Because nobody else can make me feel like you can.
...Now I just have to tell
Frank hated metal. Well no, not all metal. Metal was in his favorite belt buckle. He also liked to listen to a good bit of metal. Come to think of it, there was really only one type of metal he didn't like.
Braces. He hated his braces more than anything else about himself at the moment. More than his unruly hair. More than the specks of acne that would vandalize his face every now and then. More than anything about himself.
Well, that's not true either. His braces were the thing he hated most about his looks. His personality was totally different. He always had something to say, always had an opinion and was never afraid
Pete Wentz had never been the kind of guy who liked to keep people in a sense of repetition. He loved spontanious moments. He loved shocking people, and he was known to write strikingly revealing lyrics, but even I, steady and calm Patrick Stump, had to do a double take when I read the words scratched sloppily on wrinkled paper in front of me.
I knew in an instant that the fangirls would have a heart attack. At the top of the page in all caps was the title, "GAY IS NOT A SYNONYM FOR SHITTY". Under that in script witten hurriedly was the beginning line,
Because I'm too sissy to make an 'I Hate' List by ThisNerdRocks, literature
Literature
Because I'm too sissy to make an 'I Hate' List
I love...
The fact that a song by Twisted Sister was parodied on the SpongeBob movie
That people hate me because of that
That I knew the song before it was on Spongebob
That I totally rock out to it every time I watch that movie and know the lyrics to both versions.
Dumb kids' cartoons
That I quote my favorite shows and only my friends know what I'm talking about
My friends
My amazing parents
The music that I listen to
That everybody has their own opinions
People who aren't afraid to express their opinions
Music stores
My best friend's face when she saw a Hot Topic for the first time :noes:
Youtube
DeviantArt
Tumblr
Stupid i
Slashapolooza: WTF IS THIS?! by ThisNerdRocks, literature
Literature
Slashapolooza: WTF IS THIS?!
"Mikey I've got to tell you something." Frank gestured dramatically, placing his hand to his forehead so that the palm was facing. Looking like a dame about to faint he continued, "I've been cheating on you with your brother this whole time!"
Meanwhile Gerard stood awkwardly off to the side, adjusting the collar on his suit.
Mikey looked shocked, "Ohmahgawd srsly???"
Frank replied, suddenly gripping Gerard by the collar and squishing their faces together, "Srsly."
"Well, I've been cheating on you with Bob anyway so "
"Oh my god, no way!"
"So yeah, and he was like--" The blonde-haired man stopped in his tracks wiht a look of sheer horror painted across his soft features, "HOLY S--T!"
"Whoa Trick, what'd you do to make him say that?" Pete laughed, leaning back in his chair, balancing on two legs.
Patrick didn't answer him, instead he disappeared into kitchen, emerging moments later with Hemingway firmly in his grasp. Holding the drooly dog away from him almost disgustedly, Patrick plopped him down in Pete's lap. Cheeks red and his hat crooked in his fluster, Patrcik looked quite comical, or at least Pete thought so. Glaring down at his friend, the short blonde man
"No Mikey, we can't afford the fancy name-brand coffee."
"Awwww, but it's so good!"
"I know, but it's also soooo expensive. You'll live on off-brand coffee and you'll like it."
Mikey stuck his tongue out at his older sibling, muttering a disgruntled fine, before running off to go browse the store's crappy CD selection. Gerard sighed, running a hand through his thick black hair. He hated when his parents made him go grocery shopping, even more-so when he was forced to drag Mikey along, who couldn't go two seconds without insisting they absolutely needed this, or if he didn't have that he'd just die! But what Gerard probably hate
Leaning up against the wall, light peeking through the cracks in the door in front of me, making horizontal lines of a yellow-ish color between thicker lines of darkness that covered me with a striped pattern. I was scrunched up in the small space, feeling like I was going to choke on heated, thick atmosphere that ran between the coats that surrounded me, brushing up against my skin. I couldn't see much from where I was, just barely able to see out the slots into the lighted atmosphere in the room beyond. I could see him though. The maroon-dyed short hair on either side of his head, and the inky black strip in the center that he let com
Dandelion - Frerard by MsRainbowCatastrophe, literature
Literature
Dandelion - Frerard
"You know, if you hold a dandelion long enough it will turn your skin yellow."
My eyes snapped open and I nearly dropped the small yellow plant, searching for the person that had spoken. The boy standing over me in the quiet park was, quite honestly, the most beautiful person I had ever seen. He towered over my small, sitting, frame at about 5' 8", he was wearing dark jeans and a worn Misfits shirt. His cherry red hair was uncombed and framed his round face perfectly. His large hazel eyes stared at my face as I continued to avoid his smirking gaze.
My breath hitched when our eyes finally met.
"And you know what they say "
His eyes ro
Pushing through the doors of the castle, Frank pulled the hood of his cloak over his head. He approached the guards, smiling sweetly as they bowed to him, "Hello men."
"Good morning your highness, might I ask why you are dressed in such a manner?"
The prince looked down at his clothing, very plain, unlike his usual attire consisting of fine fabrics and jewels. He resumed his smiling, rocking back and forth on his heels as he spoke, "I'm in disguise." One of the guards raised an eyebrow, looking suspicious. Frank continued, "I shall be spending the day in the village."
The guards exchanged looks, "Pardon me sir, but, I don't thin
Welcome to my slash (not the guitarist) profile, although I do occassionally write original stuff. If you're not a fan of slash then why are you even here? I dislike the term "trolls", but if you're a person worthy of the phrase then why don't you just get your panties out of a bunch and move on. Other than that, I can get along pretty well with people, so don't be shy.
OTPs include Frank Iero/Gerard Way Patrick Stump/Pete Wentz Mikey Way/Bob Bryar Brendon Urie/Ryan Ross Bruce Banner/ Tony Stark
Favourite Bands / Musical Artists
MCR, Panic! At the Disco, Fall Out Boy, Green Day, A7X
If you couldn't already tell this profile was dead, I'm making it official now. The writing on here's not very good anyway, now that I'm looking back at it. Bye everyone, thanks for the wonderful feedback and inspiration. It means a lot.
Uh, yeah, haven't written much lately, and I haven't even tried typing anymore Instantly Infamous because I'm a procrastinator with writers block and that is the most lethal combination known to man, so just bare with here guys. Sorry
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2. Each person must post 5 things about themselves in their journal.
3. Answer the questions the tagger set for you in their post, and create eleven new questions for the people you tag to answer.
4. You have to chose 7 people to tag and post their icons on your journal.
5. Go to their page and tell them you have tagged him/her.
6. No tag backs.
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Meh Q's:
1`What fascinates you the most?
There's a whole bunch of things! I've been fan-girling over cartoons with extremely fluid motion