CC's Sleepover - JakinxxtianI'm not sure what I was expecting.
I had gotten Jake and CC to be friends after I'd been friends with them for a while. I never introduced them to eachother until a while ago, they became good friends...like, closer to eachother than they were with me. CC invited us to a sleepover, his parents were out for the weekend and spring break was just starting. Of course Jake and I were eager to sleep over at CC's house. He always had the best parties. Just playing videogames over there made your week. Of course, his company made it worth while. CC is a really fun person. As is Jake. Me...I'm just Jinxx.
After we snuck a bottle of his dad's Jack Daniels we were all kind of feeling funny. I got really dizzy and loopy. CC pretended to be an airplane for a bit while Jake did...something. I can barely recollect what was all going on until I passed out then woke up a few hours later.
I heard steady creaks coming from the sofa. Me being on the floor I couldn't see anything. I sat up, shaking my head
Lifelong - AndleyAshley was 10 when he got his first babysitting job a the Biersack's house.
They had just moved in the neighborhood, and Ashley was impatient to wait another 6 years to get an actual paying job. He was too small and scrawny to be trusted with walking dogs, or fixing bikes and cars around the neighborhood either. Luckily, he was good at babysitting. He babysat his cousins all the time, so why not get a few extra dollars watching the neighbor's kid?
He was nervous. Very, very nervous. He wasn't sure how old the little Biersack was, he knew he was short and couldn't speak right normally, but he needed a job. Something to keep him occupied while everything was boring, and a few extra dollars wasn't too bad either. Ashley swung his leg over his bike and took off down the street, his skinny legs pumping and turning the petals quickly.
There was still a moving van outside their house, that's how new to the area they were. He saw Mr. Biersack carrying a stack of boxes out of the large orange U
Bar Bitch - Cashley (CCxAshley)"You're so adorable!"
Ashley was getting hit on again by one of the bar sluts with tits the side of Texas. Her bleach blonde hair fell past her shoulders, her skimpy little pink tank top barely covered her chest and her shorts looked more like underwear. I usually wouldn't mind the fact that Ashley was getting attention if it weren't for the fact he blew me off every time some chick wanted to ride him like a horse. I sat on the other side of him casually sipping my drink.
"Am I?" he giggled drunkenly, pulling his mouth into one of his perfect little smiles.
Shit I loved that smile, you could take a picture of it, hang it up on a wall and make the room look nice. The little goatee lit it up nicely too, the that bitch seemed to be enjoying it more then I ever would be able too. She giggled something, the leaned closer to him.
Jealousy hit me like a rock. Ashley and I are wingmen for eachother, even though hes a natural chick magnet he always gets better. I'm worse, I'm just some over exi
We All Bleed The Same - A6 Gorefic"Why don't you ever smile?" my mother asked me.
"It hurts to smile..." I complaned.
"FUCKING EMO! GO CUT YOURSELF AGAIN!"
I walked with my head down, my books clutched to my chest, my black messanger bag bumped softly at my side against my thigh and my black converses slapped the pavement as I walked quickly down my street. I missed the bus again...
"Hey look at dark-and-pale!" A voice shouted.
I was cornered. Behind the school a group of preps had surronded me, making me stand against the wall.
I stared coldly at the boys, my blue eyes undoubtidly reaching into their very soul. They didn't flinch at the least--atleast not from what I could see.
"You scared Six? Mommy not here to bitch at our parents?" one gwaked.
I clutched my journal to my side, my knuckles going white at how tight I held it. I didn't smeak, I only glared at the over-muscialr boys, all in red sweatshirts and bluejeans.
"We ain't gonna hurt you....that bad." another kid laughed, cracking his fingers.
"Let me go.
Back Hallway (AndLey one-shot)could build a house with all this writer's block.
HA GEDDIT? BLOCK? WRITER'S BLOCK? BLOCKS LIKE STONE AND BLOCKS LIKE STUCK?
I'm funny fuck you.
Heres a random one-shot I have to clear my head.
First day of school. Whew. Okay, no being nervous Andy. You already have a good chance of getting picked on for looking emo, you don't need the name tag "pussy" stamped on your face. I shifted my batman bag up my shoulders, keeping my eyes cast downward as I walked along in the hallway. I was already getting stares from people. Fucking hell this was getting on my nerves. My shoes seemed to make the loudest tromping noise of them all and my hair kept falling in my eyes. His sucked...this sucked so badly...
Finally finding my classroom exactly 1.75 seconds AFTER the bell rang...well, it was more like a beep over the intercom since the legit bells seem to not work anymore...I finally got into the classroom. Thankfully, nobody seemed to be in their seat eit
Time For Jinxx (bridecest fluff)It sucks not being in a "ship"
While the other guys did their stuff, I sat alone.
Just sitting there,
doing Jinxxy things.
I would play video games, play my violin in the other room,
go for walks,
The birds were good company though.
One day, all the same seemed to be happening.
Andy and Ashley cuddling, Andy asleep in Ashley's arms.
Jake and CC, kissing passionately on the other side of the couch.
On the floor, playing with some old soldier toy.
I don't know what came over me, but a wave of misery that seemed ten miles wide washed over me.
I started to cry.
I hung my head and covered my neck with my hands.
I didn't expect them to, but they noticed.
I felt Ashley's hand on my shoulder.
"Jinxx?" he said "Are you...crying?"
CC and Jake pulled away from each other, I felt their eyes on me.
"Why?" Ashley asked.
"I'm lonely." I managed to say "you all have each other, I have....me."
I heard Andy sit up.
"That's not true!" CC protested.
Jake and Ashley's arms hook
Ouiji Boards - BVB Fanfiction."Hey Ashley..."
Andy walked onto the bus, a retangular piece of carboard clutched in his hands wrapped in plastic wrap. He was staring down at it, his eyebrows crooked down staring at the brown board in wonder.
"Whats up?" Ashley called from the sofa. He was playing video games with CC.
"I got this at the st-"
"IS THAT WHAT I THINK IT IS?!" Jinxx came thumping across the bus, jumping over Ashley and CC's legs he grabbed the piece of cardboard from Andy and examined it closely.
"Oh my god you didn't." Jinxx handed it back to Andy, backing away.
"What?" CC asked. Everyone was looking at Andy.
He mumbled something, hiding it behind his back.
"What is it?" Jake got up and started towards Andy.
"Itsajeeboard!" he said, backing up.
"What?" CC repeated.
"I'm so confused..." Ashley said.
"Ouija board!" Jinxx yelled as Andy held it out of anyone's reach.
The room was quiet. Everyone glanced at eachother.
"I thought it'd be fun but NO everyone flips their shit." Andy said, sitting it down on the
no, you're a bundle of sticks. I am human.
Go cry emo fag.
last time I checked cigerettes didn't have emotions
You watch that porn too?!
yeah I've owned a couple of dogs.
fuck you/screw you
I know you want to
would you rather me cut you insted?
you're wearing black too, asshole.
you got one too
DIDN'T YOU JUST CALL ME EMO A FEW SECONDS AGO?!
I may be fat but you're ugly; I can change what can you do?
thats not what your mom said last night
these are a few of my witty comebacks, if you can think of any others don't be afraid to comment them =]
This beautiful sin, yet untold to the world.This beautiful sin, yet untold to the world.
Thus my heart begins to beat, like a crazy madman..
I watched with sinful eyes, as she crossed the road of destiny.
Ending up on the wrong side.
The side with me.
I fear for her own happiness, I cannot provide her with things they could.
I can only try.
Why must this sin feel so good?
They tossed us out, our fear and pain thrown onto the street.
Tossed into bags, we ran.
That taxi night spent close, watching our happy memories fade away.
We ran, into the future.
Chasing after a place where acceptance existed.
All I wish, is for a kiss.
This night may be our end, because they are chasing us down.
Trying to make us repent.
I will never give up, your location.
My love, our sins are beautiful.
Have yet to love a full life.
A girl I used to knowThere used to be a girl
Who I'd talk to everyday
We always had a laugh
And had so much to say
But one day she dissapeared
Just vanished into mid-air
I don't know where she went
It's as if she was never there
A long time later she came back
But she was a subject of change
She was like a different person
Even her touch felt strange
Everytime I see her now
I think back to how it used to be
Now she has returned however
She barely even remembers me
There is a girl I know
Who I see everyday
But we no longer talk
As we have nothing to say
N o v ai.
This distance between us
is devouring my lungs.
I'm left here gasping,
trying to suture back together
all the broken nights-
the cigarette burns in my bedsheets.
I'm tracing maps on my limbs,
and I'm painting black holes on my palms,
pressing them into letters
left on my nightstand
untouched and unread.
I keep telling myself
none of this is about you.
But I'm reaching for empty galaxies
as I try to remember what it felt like
to be one of a binary star.
Light-years away, and I'm here-
just another nova on your ceiling,
searching this vast universe for you.
Spaghetti - Andley One-Shot"What do you want for your birthday this year Andy?"
Twelve-year-old Andy looked up from his cereal, thought for a second, and said, "I want to take a bath in spaghetti."
His parents looked at him in confusion, then shrugged, "Alright then."
- - -
"We're sorry Andy, but we have to go." Andy's mom said, brushing his hair back from his eyes, "Your babysitter will be here soon. He's only a few years older than you. You should get along fine."
Andy pouted and shook his head so his hair fell back into his eyes, "But what about my birthday present?" he demanded, crossing his thin arms.
"We'll do it tomorrow, ok Andy?" his dad suggested.
Andy sighed, "Fine."
"Oh, this must be him now." his mom said as the doorbell rang. She opened the door to reveal a fifteen-year-old Ashley Purdy, a bass slung over his shoulder.
"Oh hello Ashley." Andy's mom said cheerfully, "Thank you for helping us out."
Ashley merely shrugged, then, after Andy's parents had left, looked at the younger boy, "So.. What do y
When Tears Don't FallI may slit my wrists and count to ten,
Might laugh it off and cut again,
May color pages black and red,
May fantasize about you dead,
May bite my thumb until it bleeds,
Might lie about it 'tween my teeth,
May pretend it just isn't there,
Might claw and bite, snarl and glare.
I'll take the slap, won't even ask why.
But I swear to God, I will not cry.
Take This To Heart Prolog
Prolog: There's No Such Thing Called 'Love'
Being a wild and out of control bachelor, I had everything going right for me. Nice apartment, well paying job, lots and lots of girls. Yeah, I had it all. About once or twice every few weeks I would get complaint notices from my neighbor on the right side of me, he was sick of my parties and always having girls over, like I give a fuck. This guy is probably some old man, I wouldn't know, I've never met the guy.
And you know, I was hoping that we could stay strangers forever, not knowing who each other were, but I think fate had something else planned. One morning, I stepped out of my apartment and was gonna go downstairs to get my mail, when I saw a skinny looking guy with long black hair leave his apartment dressed in an old ripped Avenged Sevenfold t-shirt, black ripped skinny jeans and tattoo's covering almost every inch of his arms. He turned in my direction, smiled, then went back to lock his door.
I walked towards the elevator, figurin
Let Me KnowIf you love me, let me know
I don't mean to beg
But please don't let me go
If you don't want me, tell me now
I'll be able to handle it
Even if I don't know how
If you don't want to see me, give it to me straight
I'll walk out of your life
But I'll never forget your face
If you want my friendship, don't be afraid to ask
I'm willing to move forward
The rest is in the past
Just let me know what it is you want
And I'll be happy to do so
To me your happiness means so much
I'm willing to let you go
Strength In Numbers - BridecestJinxx groaned, the full effects of his hangover hitting him like a punch in the gut, as his gray eyes fluttered open. He could feel sweat and dry, cracked warpaint clinging to him, and he felt dirty, and far too hot.
His head was pounding, but as a rockstar Jinxx was used to the feeling. Sitting up, he felt the thin white sheet that had covered him fall down his small torso, revealing his bare chest. Jinxx usually slept naked, so this didn't worry him, however, after struggling to think through his aching skull, he realised that he didn't know where he was.
As he shifted, a pain began to make itself known in his lower back. Jinxx clenched his teeth and grunted softly, bringing his hand down to rub the small of his back.
What had happened the night before, Jinxx didn't know. His thoughts were hazy, and his brain felt like mush, as though it had been chewed on and spat out. Blinking, Jinxx tried to open his eyes further, rubbing away the sleep from them.
Jinxx slowly began to
How To Survive a Horror Movie1. If you're a blonde, dead-meat, blondes die instantly, so dye your hair
2. Never sleep with another person when a killer's on the loose,doing thiswill get you killed
3. Killers usually show up at parties so don't throw one or go to one
4. Don't be high, because you'll have no clue as to what's going on
5. Don't be drunk, you'll end up dead within two seconds
6. NEVER GO ANYWHERE ALONE, SEPERATING FROM THE GROUP WILL GET YOU KILLED VERY EASILY
7. Don't where high heels, you'll trip and that gets you killed faster
8. Do not go investigate any strange noises, its the killer and you're falling in his trap
9. If you're home alone and you KNOW something's in the house, get the hell outta of the house fast (this one has actually saved my life)
10. If the killer is near you do not scream no matter what
11. If you're a guy, don't hang out with the girls, they'll scream and the killer will get you faster
12. Do not try to be heroic, just run
13. Never go upstairs, unless zombies are outside
Design contest! -BIG PRIZE!-4 DAYS!!! BETTER HURRY!
Entries so far:
Okay, so it might not be a big prize to most, but here goes...
I'm holding a design contest, I want a new OC, and I want it creative.
800 and 2 completely colored and shaded drawings of whatever you choose.
I will choose which design I like the most on the 29th of this month (10 days!) You can use any of the following in the design, BE CREATIVE! It can be any of these things, or a hybrid of a few of them. Just have fun. (:
hyena (spotted or striped)
colors:Any of these are fine.♥ Or you can use some of your own color combinations. (:
monroe/angel bites piercings
Fifty Shades of Andley - Chapter 1
"Now you have my mobile number don't you?"
I smiled as my room mate and best friend, Christian Coma asked me the same question that he had done about less then five minutes ago. Christian was an insanely huge panickier, especially about the safety and welfare of yours truly, but that's what made me love him immensely so.
"Yes Chuppy, For the thousandth time," I chucked and punched him playfully on the arm.
He grinned at me, his hundred megawatt smile. "I know, I just get so-"
"Panicked? Terrified? Scared?" I teased, arching one plucked eyebrow at him.
He laughed, a great booming sound which echoed off the metal walls of the elevator. "Precisely,"
The elevator came to a smooth stop and the doors slid open to reveal a new Manhattan morning. We stepped out in sync and Christian automatically gripped my upper arm in his hand, I rolled my eyes fondly at his over protective gesture and let him lead me to the double doors which was the entrance to the block of f
Masks.Look at her, what do you see?
A pretty face?
The one with all the friends?
Or a girl who wishes for the day to end?
Look at him, what do you see?
A smart boy?
The one who is happy always?
Or a boy who has to hide his scars?
Look at them, what do you see?
The ones who are loved for who they are?
Or people who hide behind their lies?
Look at me, what do you see?
A cheeful smile?
The one who laughs all the time?
Or the broken, bloodied wings which weigh me down?
Look at you, what do we see?
What don't we see?
Do we see the lie, but not the truth?
What kind of mask do you hide behind?
We all wear one.