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What If?What if I'm already dead?
Who cares if there's words left unsaid,
Or stories untold
This constant ache in my chest,
Put it all to an end
Quite possibly for the best
For my love, I've already sold
To someone who never truly had a strong hold
So, I'll just let myself go
I'm not saying this is the end,
But, what if- Quite possibly so,
I'm already dead
And you've already let me go?
Birthday - Andy Biersack Imagine
Just as two hands covered my eyes, I heard the soft whisper of a familiar voice in my ear. "Hey, beautiful. Guess who."
My heart suddenly started to pound in my chest. Ispun around in their arms, wrapping mine around their neck.
"What are you doing here, Andy!?" I nearly screamed, seeing my rockstar boyfriend for the first time in three months.
"I couldn't miss your birthday, babe." He smiled, his hands landing lightly on my hips.
"I just... I can't believe it!" I squealed, kissing him.
He chuckled as we pulled away. "I'm so happy to see you, babe."
"Yeah, me too." I stared up into those bright blue eyes. "It's been a long time."
I looked down, frowning. His finger lightly lifted my chin up so I looked up at him.
"Hey, don't be sad. Alright? I'm here, now. And, I got you something." he smiled.
"Andy, you didn't have to get me anything."
He took my hand, "Just follow me. I want to go somewhere else for this, alright?"
I followed him around the venue
Happy Ending - Andy Biersack Imagine
"Andy, are you alright?" I ran inside, pushing past the police officer.
"(y/n), what are y-" he paused, holding his head. He took a deep breath and stood, coming over to the bars in front of me, holding them as he spoke. "What are you doing here?"
"I came to see you tonight."
"I'm sorry you had to see that." he frowned, looking down so that his forehead touched the bars. "I'm so stupid."
"Andy, no. It's okay." I reassured. "Just.. um." I looked at the officer. "Will you let him out already? I think he's learned his lesson."
The man shrugged, and went over, pulling a key. He unlocked the barred door, letting Andy walk out before slamming it shut.
"It's so good to see you." I muttered, holding him close in a hug.
I pulled away, noticing he smelled of strong alcohol. I shook my hand.
"You're drunk, Andy."
"I messed up." he muttered, chewing his lip.
"Come on, let's go. You can talk about this later."
"(y/n), I'm so sorry."
"Andy, it's fine. Alright?
Tour - Andy Biersack Imagine
"Mhm...yeah...alright." I watched as he threw his phone, looking to make sure it landed on the bed, before sliding to the floor, burying his face in his hands.
"Andy..." I sat up on the bed, scooting off, and sitting beside Andy. "What did he say? Can I go?"
He lifted his head, looking over at me with wet eyes. "What do you think?"
"Babe," I placed my hand on his knee, leaning to look into his eyes. "You know, it's not the end of the world?"
"What am I going to do for three months, without you?" He narrowed his eyes, furrowing his brows. "I won't be able to handle not being with you."
"It's only three months. And, on tour, I bet that'll go by fast." I tried to sound hopeful.
"You don't understand!" his nearly shouted, making me tense. "This will be hell for me." his voice was softer, more controlled.
"You've done it before, babe."
Andy Biersack Imagines - Taking requests!
Hey there, guys. I know this should be in a journal entry or something, but I feel like this would get more views if it was actually submitted into my deviations and had tags so people could search for it.
What this is about, obviously is Andy Biersack Imagines. Or, short, oneshots. I haven't been uploading anything recently and I just want to keep you guys entertained. And, frankly, I think this would be fun!
Okay. All you have to do is... Comment below, or send me a note with a scenario. Obviously, the note would be for those who want their submission anonymous or just think it'd be easier.
I won't do them with names.
I'll repeat that again, haha. I won't make them personal. No names.
For example, it will be (y/n), instead of the name of the one who requested it.
I feel it would be easier, and others could imagine themselves as the character easier, I guess. And, that's just how I've learned to write them.
Anyways.. when you submit you scenario, know that it can consist of really
The Mortician's Daughter - part. 15
I looked up from his chest, my hand resting lightly on his stomach. His right arm was weaved around my waist while the other was bent under his head. He smiled back at me, his face barely lit by the candles.
He reached up, brushing my bangs from my face. I let my own hand draw hearts on his chest.
He rolled onto his side, pulling the blanket around us more.
"Wow," Was all I could utter, staring up into his eyes.
"Sorry this wasn't any better, and in a shitty apartment."
"It's fine," I kissed him softly, my lips lingering momentarily on his. "It was perfect."
"I-" He grimaced as his phone vibrated loudly. "God damn it, who could that be?" He reached over, grabbing his phone and reading the screen.
I saw his eyes widen a bit, and he suddenly was reaching for his clothes. I sat up, pulling the blanket tight around me. I sat silent as he pulled on
Band Logo Design - Need help!I need help with a band logo design for a punk/rock type band. Any kind of help would be much appreciated.
I would have posted this in a journal, but I wouldn't have gotten any views with that. And also, I had no idea what category to put this under, so ignore the random category.
Just comment below if you're interested in helping. Thank you.
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