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Imagine this last day,
after the death convulsions.
Pitying survivors.
The departed in hand, waiting until the doors closed.
To Heaven.
To Hell.
The thread hung by grave, slashed by fate's shears.
Fatal disasters
without being.
after the death convulsions.
Pitying survivors.
The departed in hand, waiting until the doors closed.
To Heaven.
To Hell.
The thread hung by grave, slashed by fate's shears.
Fatal disasters
without being.
Literature
andy Biersack x Reader
"I want to met her!" Andy protested.
"No. I really don't want to."
"Please?" Andy, your boyfriend of almost a year, wanted to meet your mother.
"Um. Uhhh" you raked a hand through your hair. "Fine. I'm driving" you grab your coat, and keys, hopping on your motorcycle. Andy gets on, holding onto you. You drive for 10 minutes, pulling into a cemetery parking lot. You take off your helmet, looking at him, excepting him to freak out. Instead , be tucks his helmet under his arm, taking your hand. You walk soberly to her gravestone, sitting down.
"Mom? Remember Andy? I brought him" you say softly, taking a glass bead out of your pocket, placing
Literature
A Little Notice (Insecure!Reader X Ashley Purdy)
You stare into the mirror. "God I'm I'm ugly. So many scars. I'm too fat" you put your hand on your stomach, and gently dig your nails into it. You put on jeans and a graphic tee, then apply the black lipstick you fell in love with followed by a beanie. You hear the front door open.
"Yo! (Y/N)! The boys and I need a second bassist. Want to help?" You hear Ash yell.
"A little advanced notice would have been nice. But sure. Lemme grab Alexandria." You pick up your favorite bass and walk towards the door. "Lets go" you smile, sliding into the passenger seat.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"What chords do I need to do?" You ask, unclipping the hard case.
"Ju
Literature
Make Me a Promise (Andy Biersack X Reader)
Tonight Andy and I decided we would stay in. He had just gotten back from a tour Europe, and I didn’t want anything to distract him on our “date” night in our shared apartment. We sat on the couch, our feet intertwined in the middle as we talked and ate the pizza that sat on the coffee table.
“I missed you,” Andy told me for what seemed like the millionth time that night.
“I missed you too,” I told him.
“No, I mean I really truly missed you. I couldn’t sleep without knowing how your day went. I woke up thinking of you. The guys were repeatedly complaining that I wouldn’t shut up abo
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I like the revision you made to it. You should really submit it to Katie!