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ℌ𝔢𝔩𝔩𝔬. ℑ 𝔡𝔬𝔫'𝔱 𝔟𝔢𝔩𝔦𝔢𝔳𝔢 ℑ 𝔥𝔞𝔳𝔢 𝔡𝔬𝔫𝔢 𝔬𝔫𝔢 𝔬𝔣 𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔰𝔢 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔱𝔥𝔞𝔫𝔨 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔩𝔦𝔩𝔶 𝔣𝔬𝔯 𝔦𝔫𝔰𝔭𝔦𝔯𝔞𝔱𝔦𝔬𝔫 𝔬𝔫 𝔱𝔥𝔦𝔰... 𝔘𝔥𝔥 𝔶𝔢𝔞𝔥

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・𝔱𝔬 𝔶𝔬𝔲 ℑ'𝔪 𝔊𝔯𝔞𝔠𝔢

・𝔣𝔞𝔫𝔣𝔦𝔠𝔰 𝔱𝔥𝔞𝔱 ℑ'𝔪 𝔤𝔬𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔱𝔬 𝔴𝔯𝔦𝔱𝔢 𝔠𝔞𝔫 𝔟𝔢 𝔣𝔬𝔲𝔫𝔡 𝔬𝔫 𝔥𝔢𝔯𝔢 𝔬𝔯 𝔴𝔥𝔞𝔱𝔱𝔭𝔞𝔡

・𝔴𝔥𝔞𝔱𝔱𝔭𝔞𝔡 𝔲𝔰𝔢𝔯-- 𝔪𝔠𝔯𝔦𝔰𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔟𝔢𝔰𝔱09 (𝔪𝔬𝔰𝔱 𝔬𝔣 𝔪𝔶 𝔰𝔬𝔠𝔦𝔞𝔩𝔰)

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gerard mohawk, they can never make me hate you <3

𝘕𝘰𝘸 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨...

𝘬𝘪𝘴𝘴 𝘮𝘦 - 𝘯𝘦𝘸 𝘧𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘨𝘭𝘰𝘳𝘺

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ᴠᴏʟᴜᴍᴇ : ▮▮▮▮▮▮▯▯▯

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𝘒𝘪𝘴𝘴 𝘮𝘦 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘢𝘳𝘭𝘦𝘺,

𝘕𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘭𝘺, 𝘣𝘦𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘯, 𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘴𝘴,

𝘚𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘴𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘱,

𝘐'𝘭𝘭 𝘸𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘸𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘴.

𝘒𝘪𝘴𝘴 𝘮𝘦, 𝘣𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘬𝘺 𝘵𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵,

𝘓𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘮𝘦 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘪𝘵 𝘧𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘳,

𝘓𝘪𝘧𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘰𝘱𝘦𝘯 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥, 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘶𝘱 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘦𝘧𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘥𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦, 𝘴𝘪𝘭𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘮𝘰𝘰𝘯'𝘴 𝘴𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘬𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨

𝘚𝘰 𝘬𝘪𝘴𝘴 𝘮𝘦.

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there are two topics ima talk about. 1- popular girl “humour ” 2- shitty “friends”

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can some people just like stfu? like genuinely they piss me off so fucking much it’s not even funny anymore. i added this girl that ik from my form on snapchat. we aren’t exactly friends or enemies, we just talk every once in a while. but, what i was unaware about was the fact that she goes around calling me the “goth lesbo” and she tells people that i sl!t my wrists. which is just a fucking lie. okay, back to what i was on about. i added her a couple days ago and i didn’t think much of it, right? she added me back today and the first fucking thing she says is “wanna get together?” sigh. when will this bitch ever learn. just because i like women doesn’t mean i like every one. i don’t respond to this message because i have a life and im not listening to this. about a minute later she sends “?” as if she’s waiting for an answer. i was about to take a screenshot and send it to my friend (you know who you are 😘😘😘) until she deletes both of the fucking messages. at this point i’m just really confused, like what the fuck was that? she then says “that was a joke” like BITCH?!? i knew it was a fucking ‘joke’. A- it wasn’t funny, and B- i’m not dense. i didn’t actually think she wanted to date me. so, i reply with “yeah ik” simple right? wrong. she just laughs. “GAHAHAHAH” uh…what? i’m just fucking confused atp, and i go to block her to find that she’s already unadded me. that saved me a job but im still fucking confused about that? like congrats i guess…atleast she found it funny.

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next point.

shitty friends. i’m so fucking sick of it. (if u r my mate then you WILL know who im talking about here…) like, they are always making themselves the victim in everything. i’m not even lying. and they swear they aren’t dating when they had matching pfps, hang out without inviting us, then don’t even apologize after and expect us to still like them? it’s so fucking infuriating. don’t even get me started on this one girl, let’s call her E. well, she fakes autism and depression; making up a stupid accent and talking about utter shit thinking it’s funny. she never goes to school (?), cries when she does, and expects me to listen? fuck no. this may make me sound like a horrible person but i really hate it. i wish i wasn’t in her class. and the other one, A? apparently HE’S in charge of the whole fg and HE gets to decide what’s going on. “i don’t like ….” okay? me and my friend do? idrc if you and E hate her. “guys can we stop talking to …. she makes me uncomfortable” when she did nothing fucking wrong to you?????? that sounds like a YOU problem. i would ghost them both (don’t slime me out i am nice irl) but i am in E’s class and my friend is in A’s class so its not like we can just…stop talking to them. I’ve discussed this many times with her, and i think one of us is gonna try move to the other friend’s class and convince A or E to move to their class yk? So we don’t have to talk to them. there is much more going on with them in very specific situations that i can’t be arsed to type all out.

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don’t read this last part if you aren’t my friend

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uh sorry for like not saying ur name but idk if u were comfortable with that or not so yeah 🤤 o lado obscuro dos minions 🥹

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it’s called: painting hearts aaaand the next chapters are quite self explanatory so BE PATIENT.

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desc: Y/n's art teacher, Mr. Way, has a confession...

A short love story about a student and a teacher in their art class.

Mr. Way has a secret he's been hiding for too long...he has the biggest crush on his student-y/n.

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(Authors note: both y/n and Gerard are adults in this story!!)

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It was a rainy day in Belleville, very boring for most people. Except y/n; she was strolling to school looking around the tree shaded areas, umbrella in hand. She was late for school, again. Who guessed? She doesn't want to be late, she's infact nearly tripping over her feet trying to get into school before the doors lock.

She stumbles into the school's grounds, eyes widening as she sees the last student walk in and the door slamming shut behind them. Just y/n's luck. She runs to the door, hopelessly trying to pull the door open, which obviously ends with her being unsuccessful. Her heart stops as she hears wet footsteps walking behind her.

"Late again, y/n?"

His voice comes out raspy, yet smooth somehow, like velvet that's been under dust for too long. She recognises it immediately. Professor Way's, or more commonly known as Gerard Way. Her art teacher who she had the biggest, and i mean biggest thing for.

"Uhm...y-yes..i..."

She stumbles over her words, physically unable to turn around and face him. Just his presence makes her knees weak. She can't even manage a simple sentence, for Gods' sake. She looks down, heart pounding in her ears like a taunting drum that just wants to make this moment worse for her.

"Are you gonna go in, Sugar?"

Fuck. Sugar? Sugar. His words ring in her ears, strangely sexy. "Sugar." Since when did he call y/n sugar? That's so random, yet strangely him. She blinks, trying to string a sentence together. What has she come to? Just talk to him, it's not that hard after all.

"i-its...uh...locked, s-sir—"

She somehow manages to get it out, still facing away from him. She fumbles with the door handle, gesturing to the locked door. He lets out a deep sigh, a calm yet annoyed sound.

"Not again...we'll have to go through the back door to my classroom."

He pauses, seeing how flustered she is. He smirks, it spreading up his face like a contagious virus.

"Unless...you're too scared to be alone with me for more than five whole minutes, Sugar?"

He teases, Tilting his head and raising an eyebrow. Her heart actually stops, like she swears it skips a beat, or a couple maybe. What was he saying, and to her? Is she dreaming? This can't be real. She pinches her leg behind her...yep. Definitely real.

"N-no...that's okay..."

She has to prove herself to him, that she can actually talk without being flustered, or even be alone with him for like he said; more than five minutes.

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so that’s part one. yeah. bunger 😈🍔

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𝔫𝔬𝔴 𝔭𝔩𝔞𝔶𝔦𝔫𝔤...

𝔇𝔢𝔪𝔬𝔩𝔦𝔱𝔦𝔬𝔫 𝔏𝔬𝔳𝔢𝔯𝔰-𝔐𝔶 ℭ𝔥𝔢𝔪𝔦𝔠𝔞𝔩 ℜ𝔬𝔪𝔞𝔫𝔠𝔢

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hmm……….prolly anything mcr but if we being very specific Dead!, Planetary (GO!), Cubicles or Give ‘em hell, kid