Like anyone cares XD

Anyway, yes, MyChemicalscars is finally back to share stories and rant in blogs to imaginary friends on LJ. 

Good times....

So, yeah, expect new stories, new blogs, new pictures, new me! I'm not the same girl who logged in to view 17+ bandslash. I don't even like that anymore, believe it or not. I'm now into Bishonen, J-rock, Yaoi, anime, Lolita, Japan in general. I won't ever READ stories with yaoi, though... I've grown out of that. I just like drawing feminine-looking guys and painting bandmembers such as Miyavi and Die. Buuut... ya know, LJ is good for something else other than 12yearoldbandslashwritersthatmightruletheworldsomedayiftheywantto.
=)
indeed.

Welp, ttyl! I be bloggin' soon!

Title: More than a feeling
Author:mychemicalscars  
Pairing:  FRANK IERO///GERARD WAY , GERARD WAY///LYN-Z , FRANK IERO///JAMIA NESTOR
Rating: PG [At first]
POV: 2nd person::Frank to Gerard 
Summary: If I look hard enough I might be able to read your soul
Disclaimer: I don't own them at all; if I did, I wouldn't be on the computer right now.
Author Notes: Basically, I just wanted to throw it out here so I can put some posts up. I like posting. It makes me happy. Anyways, this is a potential fan fiction. I don't know where it's going but I do know the basic outline.
Warnings: None yet, This is just a practice run...

MOOD::: Frankalicious!!

  I have a huge crush on this one guy named Josh. The one reason I like him--Not only the looks--is because when we talk, he's so sucked into it, making me feel like he WANTS to talk to me. Today, I was happy because of it. I know it might be wrong to be happy today, I mean, We're supposed to be remembering the horrid tragedy in New York. We can't be sad though, so I feel small guilt. 

Guh, I remember  I was in 3rd grade the very moment it happened. The kids in the class were getting called away because of frightened parents. Unfortunately, I wasn't. Only 2-3 other students stayed in the class with Mrs.McKnight, watching and waiting for further news. It was 2001...and I still remember how we were so scared and so sad on what happened. When I went to New York during the summer of '07, I visited the twin towers work site where the building parts still remains, and I couldn't help but feel so sad. Some students there, of course from manhattan, they didn't seem bothered. In fact, they were littering and joking around, making fun of everything, acting so ignorant; I was so mad.

Enough about that, It's Josh time!

I was bored in Gym class (Even though I have it with him, because we were talking so much, the teacher immediately moved him away...Our teacher is a fucktard) So I decided to be stalkerish and describe him in the best way I can--Write a small story! But the description isn't really...accurate. He's much more beautiful XD.

 

Awww!! Ain't that the cutest thing?! I think it's cute. It fits my mood right now. I'm totally making a deal with the godfather about joining the mafia, and when he gives me some money and some kind of liquid, I don't know what to do with it. So I shrug, also making a funny noise to match my confusion. 

I can imagine Frank going: "WHHAAAA DO I DOO?" AHAHAH! CUTENESS!!

ON WITH THE WRITING AND THE BLOGGING::

Okay, I'm having like a hard time with Highschool and I really don't know when I can get done with the third chapter of my story. I'm writing a dozen others and it's...It's too much to put on this website. Mostly because I don't feel like typing it, haha.

I have a thesis to write anyways, I have a spanish project to finish, I have a vocabulary quiz, a bunch of other homework to do. IT'S CRAZY! I know it doesn't sound that hard, but believe me, IT FUCKIN' IS!! I just want rest....I just want...REST! -whines-

That's all my complaining now. Hopefully I can update the story soon. Not like anybody is reading it except a few people, that's okay though. This story is mainly for me. :)

 Title: Think happy thoughts
Author: Mychemicalscars
Pairing: Gerard/Frank
Rating: NC-17
POV: 3rd person
Summary: Being away at art school makes gerard miss home. Going back to Jersey where he has the best Christmas break ever, things change dramatically. Being reunited with his best friend, things certainly take a large shift.
Disclaimer: I don't own them at all, even if I did, I wouldn't be on the computer right now.
Author Notes: This story is dedicated to the love of my life, my twin, my puppy: Brianna. I love you to death, my dearest. This story is also dedicated to my #1 fan club members: Melody, Alex, Crystal, Marie, Jenn, and Moosie
Warnings: Boy love, sappy ass shit, everything that makes up a fan fiction. 

Alright! Alright! I don't know what to do here...now that i'm finally on LIVEJOURNAL after all these months of lurking around finding worthy Frerard fics. I even forgot how to HTML code. Isn't that stupid? I FORGOT! Ever since Neopets, I don't remember anything. I used to be cool...HTML coding on neopets every damn day...CHYEAH! CHYEAH! I was COOL! 

-pause-

Sure. Anyways, I want to try and figure out how to submit my story. I'm scared though...

-is scared-

And I'm off!! 

I'm sorry, this picture makes me happy. It's dedicated to Brianna--My wifey, the love of my...lifey