|Paintings i did at a place called 'Painting with a Twist.' |
Night in Paris was done when i spent the weekend with my best friends' mother. (Its the one on the left.)
Super Moon was done with my mother. (The one on the right.)
Chapter 4Chapter 4 by DimitriBelikov
Getting out of my bunk, the guys were all in the front chatting it up. Today was my first concert with them, and I was nervous as hell. Simon did end up getting me back, but by tickling me half to death. The concert was in about two hours and we had to start getting ready. I went through my draw and picked out a pair of blue jean shorts, and a boostiea that had two rows of studs on the bra part. I found my other pair of boots that matched the top and changed my naval piercing. The piercing was black and dangled into a skull with two guitars.
Fixing my hair, adding a little lotion on my body. Walking out of the bathroom, the guys were ready. Jace, Alec, and Jordan were shirtless and wore a pair of jeans. Simon were shorts and a loose fitting black band shirt. We all just looked at each other, all sensing each other’s nervousness and hyperness. Dan came to the bus, telling us it was time for sound check, and then we would meet some of the fans, then some time. Walking into the buil
We Stitch These Wounds 9We Stitch These Wounds 9 by DrummersUnite11
The next few months went great.
Of course, the entire BVB fan-base found out about me and Andy via Twitter and Facebook, but the fans stayed true no matter what.
[meet me at my place in 5 minutes] Andy texted me.
[um.. ok? is something wrong?] I replied hastily.
[we'll explain when you get here.]
I quickly grabbed my keys and walked from my house.
- - -
"What's wrong?" I asked, walking into Andy's apartment where the Brides were all sitting.
Andy bit his lip, "We're going on tour." he mumbled.
I gasped, "What?"
He nodded and I walked over to him. He pulled me onto his lap, "I'm sorry Zero." he mumbled.
"It's not your fault, Andy. I understand that you have to go on tour to be a band."
He looked up at me, since when I was sitting on his lap I was actually taller than him. "Really?" he asked.
I nodded and kissed him, "Really."
Mainly BVB and DP. Some TH and BOTDF, and FAnfic.s
BVB= Black Veil Brides
DP= Darkest Powers
TH= Tokio Hotel
BOTDF= Blood On The Dance Floor
• REAL BVB fans- know what BVB stands for|
• REAL BVB fans- don’t like the band just because of Andy [ DON'T SWEAR ]
• REAL BVB fans- know who the only original member of the band is
• REAL BVB fans- know more songs than knives and pens
• REAL BVB fans- think Chance and Andy never gets old
• REAL BVB fans- know every band members name and what they do
• REAL BVB fans- know that Ashley Purdy is a GUY
• REAL BVB fans- have made “never give in” their motto
• REAL BVB fans- know who smokes in the band, and who doesn’t
• REAL BVB fans- have worn their makeup like Andy’s on a normal day
•REAL BVB fans- would vote for lightning thunderstein if he ran for president
• REAL BVB fans- know that it is now Biersack not Six, 6 or Sixx
• REAL BVB fans- have this on their page
♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ BVB ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
✔ Mentally dating a character that doesn't actually exist
Need-2Jace looked up and down her body. The moonlight from the window shone straight onto her, making her glow. He looked from the fan of red hair spread out over her pillow, down to the sweatshorts on her hips that had a silver star embroidered on the edge of the cloth, which rested lightly on her thigh. Jace itched to touch it, he hadn't even noticed it before. But he fought his desires, and kept his hands on her arms and neck, no where else was safe, for her or for him.CaitlinAB
He watched her chest rise and fall with her steady breathing, and had to close his eyes so that he wouldn't pull her on top of him. He couldn't do that. He couldn't do anymore than what she asked, because he had promised himself he would never, never hurt her again. For the first time in his life, he was putting what he wanted aside, with great struggle he might add, and giving someone else what they needed. That someone else was her.
MasqueradeI knew I must be dreaming.Hyper-Child
For one thing, I would never willingly wear the absurdly beautiful, no doubt ridiculously expensive dress I was currently wearing if I were in a conscious state. It was made of pure silver silk, the bodice sewn with icy jewels that glittered in the light. It was the sort of dress I would feel very awkward in if I was awake, but in my dream it simply felt natural. My hair was loose and flowing down my back rich copper contrasting elegantly with delicate silver.
And for another thing, I had never been to Alicante, the City of Glass. The true home to all the Nephilim was unfamiliar to me, yet even in my dream it rang silently with a bone deep recognition, accepting me into its gleaming towers like a mother opening her arms for her child.
The black haired boy I was dancing with spun me gracefully (more proof that I was dreaming, since I had an embarrassing tendency to trip over my own feet when I was awake) past the windows of the ball room. It appeared th
Jace and Clary It was one in the morning and Clary was sitting on Jace's bed, drawing in her sketch pad. Jace was in the shower. Isabelle was sleeping, Alec was marking a new dagger in the weapons room and she didn't even know where Simon was.JaceLuvr
"I need to talk to you."
Clary jumped when Jace's voice close behind her. "I hate it when you do that."
"I'm sorry." Jace said.
He had on jeans that rode low on his hips and he had no shirt on, revealing his marked body.
There was a short silence when Clary realized that Jace was waiting for her to speak. "What do you want to talk to me about?" she asked.
He came over to sit on the bed next to her. "Remember when we were at Taki's and I told you I was only interested in being your brother?"
Clary had been trying hard not to think about that day. The day she had finally decided that she didn't care if he was her brother