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Real Name: Jemma Tequila McCluskey

Username: ChemicalKilljoy (as it clearly states up there)

Gender: Tree. Yes, it's a gender.

Country: Scotland, the lovely land of rain, sluts and hairy men in skirts. I love it here.

City: TAKE ME DOWN TO THE PARADISE CITY WHERE THE GRASS IS GREEN AND THE GIRLS ARE PRETTY! ... uhm, I mean, no city, just a town. Inverkeithing in Fife.

Religion: JEDI KNIGHT. EDDHEAD. THESE ARE NEW RELIGIONS.

Relationship status: In a relationship, and I'm so in love, aw :') HAPPINESS STATUS ACHIEVED, +20 POINTS GAINED.

Picture of Yourself: Lolno.

Favorite Musicians/Bands:
-My Chemical Romance
-Gorillaz
-Fall Out Boy
-Green Day
-Nirvana
-Biffy Clyro (The song 'Mountains'...)
-Disturbed (My boyfriend got me liking them. Scary shit right here)
-The David Latto Band (this guy is my guitar teacher, his music is beautiful)
-The Everley Brothers
-Just Jack
-Marty Robbins
-Seasick Steve
-Tom Waits
and oh so much more (P.S can you tell when I started to look through my iPod list?)

Favorite Movies:
-Star Wars
-The Lord Of The Rings
-Batman Begins
-The Dark Knight
-The Dark Knight Rises
-Thor
-The Avengers Assemble
-Harry Potter
-Scott Pilgrim vs. The World
-Christine
-Indiana Jones
-The Lion King

Favorite Games:
-Red Dead Redemption
-Red Dead Redemption Undead Nightmare
-BioShock
-BioShock 2
-Batman: Arkham Asylum
-Black and White
-The Legend of Zelda: Twilight Princess
-Skyrim
-Team Fortress 2
-Pokemon Pearl Version
-Halo 3
-Mario Kart

Favourite TV Shows:
-ADVENTURE TIME :D
-The Regular Show
-Pokemon Battle Dimension
-The New Normal
-The Walking Dead

Hero:
-Edd Gould

Bandoms you write for: My Chemical Romance, Green Day and Fall Out Boy. There's also Zelda and Batman, but they're obviously not bands...

Pairings you ship:
-Frerard (Frank Iero/Gerard Way)
-Peterick (Pete Wentz/Patrick Vaughn Stump)
-Pikey (Pete Wentz/Mikey Way)
-Frikey (Frank Iero/Mikey Way)
-Cranigma (Dr. Crane and Edward Nigma from Batman...yes, it's a pairing now...)
-Chitler (Churchill and Hitler... don't even ask)
-Grohl/Cobain
-Wladyslaw/Friendly German guy (From the 2002 movie 'The Pianist)
-Mr. Liddle/Mr. Brown (techy teachers at my school)

In your opinion, what is the best story on FicWad you feel you’ve written: Um, I'd say it's 'Boys Don't Kiss Boys. I spent fuck-ass AGES on that story, and I'm extremely proud of it :')

Your favorite authors on here:
-TheatreGeek
-StormVandal
-CosmicZombie
-LatherTheBlood (or Brendon Urie's Hat I think she's called now)
-Ever_After-

Favorite stories on here:
-Jump! by StripesCO
-Frank In The Cupboard by killmyending
-Fanfiction by GerardWayisSex
-Tell Me I'm A Bad Man[Frerard One-Shot] by ILoveFrerard
-What Really Happens in the Shire by lavendra
-This Is How We Disappear by xx_ilovemikey_xx
-Mikey and the Skittles Adventure by thegayestgoth
-Homecoming by sjoukJDB
-Inky Desires by fobprincess179
-Never Seen You Cry by Dr-Giggles
-Run, run, bunny, run! by xDcee
-BaNaNaNa (Bananananananananana) by xomcrxo
-Happy Birthday Frankie by lalatherapist16
-The Hoodie (highschool frerard) oneshot by StormVandal
-Shuffle by DisenchantedDestroya
-Reality Check by scarlett_fitch2027
-It's All Nice On Ice, Alright/] by mew
-[/All about you by -one-shots-
-Count to 17 and close your eyes by shatteredintopieces
-Golden Eyes by snake56tongue
-Tickling by CosmicZombie
-Tongue-Tied and Terrified (Highschool!PeteWentz/MikeyWay) by StormVandal
-You Will Be ...by SyraStrange
-Accidents by DisenchantedDestroya
-Pokemon Cards by Haze
-No One Heard Him by NateTheGreat
-Crayon Hearts and Trembling Hands (highschool Frerard) by StormVandal
-"Mikey, you have nice boobs." by Mikeys_Glasses
-Will You Be The Only Hope for Me by MyNomDePlume
-The Hardest Part Is Sleeping Through Your Dreams by CosmicZombie
-My Final Stand Before I Fade by Ben_Is_Alive_Again
-Pikachu and The Vampire by 3rawr
-The Boy With The Raven-Black Hair by Vengefulscout
-The Man With The Hazel-Green Eyes by Vengefulscout
-You're so Oblivious by Mikeyunicornrawr
-Stutter by E-JayLovesGerard
-Strike a Violent Pose by CosmicZombie
-Bad News From the Zones by StormVandal
-If you ever felt... by destinationdestroya
-Shut Up, Mikey by StormVandal
-Frerard - Forbidden Love by MyChem4Life16
-179 Ways To Annoy Someone by StormVandal
-MikeyMouse by imadeoutwithmedusa
-Piercings by MCR_punk
-A New Start by Battery_Star
-Welcome to Paradise by Paranoia_Destroya109
-A Little Piece Of Heaven by xXDeathwishXx
-The Kids From Yesterday Frerard and May by Psycho_Dame
-Heaven Help Us by CO_toxicMelody
-The Sharpest Lives by crystalcrash
-If it looks like I'm laughing, I'm really just asking to leave... by TheatreGeek
-"Be My Detonator" by CosmicZombie


Favorite personalities on here:
-LatherTheBlood (again, or BUH)
-Razor2therosary97
-CatscanFlyy
-Horrorkid
-we-redamnedafterall
-CosmicZombie
-xx_eddie_xx

Sample of my writing:

From 'Boys Don't Kiss Boys'

'Frank?'

'Hmmm?'

'I said what the fuck?' He's looking at me with his head cocked to one side, like I'm mentally retarded.

I snap my mouth shut and grin lightly at him. I notice his shirt still loosely hanging from his fist, and I lunge forward to grab it. I ignore his rolling eyes and inhale the scent of the shirt, the scent of GERARD. Om nom nom, why does he smell so damn good?

He shakes his head, and gestures to the bed. 'Where'd they even come from?'

'The feathers?'

'No, the pile of five-headed rainbow kittens.'

'Uhm, Mars?'

'Seriously.'

'From the pillow, Gerard.'

He steps forward, his shirt still in his hand, and picks the pillow up, revealing the hole in the seam. 'How'd that happen?'

'Uhm...' I trail off, shrugging, even though I know exactly what must have happened. I bit the pillow. In my sleep. Yes, when I have intense dreams, I usually bite my pillow, and since I've been dreaming of a Certain Someone lately, my frisky mouth has apparently been busy, and my teeth have been, y'know, bitey. Hence the gaping hole in the pillow. Gerard's fault really, so he should explain to my mother. But, am I fuck going to actually say any of that out loud.

He rolls his eyes again. Maybe he thinks I'm being childish? Maybe he thinks I'm being weird? Fuck that, he knows I'm childish and weird anyway. 'Well, have fun explaining that to your mom,' he says, offering me a wry smile. I flip him off, but otherwise ignore the comment. He feigns hurt, but grins after a second. Then he holds out his hand. 'Okay, gimme my shirt.'

I take a few moments to comprehend what he's just said to me, then clutch the shirt tightly to my chest. 'No. Piss off.'

He's slightly surprised by my answer. Slightly. Then he tries again. 'Please, Frankie? Just gimme the shirt. You've got a whole fucking wardrobe of clothes there.' He gestures to my wardrobe, but I stick out my tongue at him.

'Shouldn't have taken it off. Plus, I like the view better like this.'

His eyebrows raise. Last year, my face would've burned brighter than the sun and redder than a babboon's ass, but after a year of realising that I'm head over heels for Gerard and flirting with him in a friendly fashion, the remark is not one out of the ordinary and my heart doesn't jump particularly high.

But instead of swearing or lunging forwards like I'm expecting him to, he smiles slowly, his face softening. 'Oh, you do, do you?' His voice is lowered and sexy, and I swoon mentally.

'Uh-huh.'

'Well...' he takes a step forwards, filling the space between us in one effortless movement, a playful twinkle in his eyes and the sexy smile still playing about his lips. 'In that case...' He leans in towards me, his soft, slender fingertips ghosting lightly around the top of my ear, sending shivers up my spine. I can feel his sweet breath on my face, and my heart quickens as I realise that my lips are mere milimetres from his. He moves to close the gap between us and I tilt my head upwards, closing my eyes, all of my senses and nerves tingling. Oh my Jesus!

But his lips don't meet mine.

Instead, I feel the shirt being yanked from my grasp and in a matter of seconds, my eyes are open and Gerard is by the door, laughing lightly as he pulls his shirt back on. I open my mouth but my voicebox has a sudden malfunction, and Gerard just grins. He pats me on the shoulder and says, 'C'mon, Frankie, get dressed. We're going outside.'

And with that, he's gone, heading downstairs to wait in the garden and embrace the sunshine, leaving me standing in the middle of my room motionless, totally speechless and my face burning so fiercely that it's painful.

I hope my existance was of interest to you, please enjoy your browsing.

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