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фанфики про лп
жжесть
есть фанфики с назвними песен лп-Pushing me away.with you.leave out all the rest,shadow of the day и даже bleed it out есть)))
так же фанаты лп норовяь убить Талинду Бэнтли-Бэнниигтон-в основном бэннигтонисты-в одном фанфике под названием dead by sunrise-они ее убивают.
хотя есть некие бэннигтонисты фанаты Талинды ,песму есть фанфик который назвается goddess-о честере и талинде.
Есть различные сонгфики.
при чем в основном фанатов эванесес,слушающих лп-как правило.шинодаистов....или просто готов-но они жгут по полной-особенно-в everybody's foolна песню эванов-в рли everybody's fool сама талинда
далее есть сонгфик которы назвается Call me when you're sober-угадайте кто в роли Шона Моргана?Конечно-честр бэннигтон))))и где они таких грибов обожрались?
есть еще фик которые называется even i death-
Even In Death by x.xPretendingx.x
The Beginning Of The End
Disclaimer: Don't own 'em, don't know 'em. Don't sue!
This is a work of fiction..FICTION..come on! Say it with me,
F-I-C-T-I-O-N
*******
"Chester? Chester! Chester, baby..please don't die! Come on, help is coming! Just hold on a little longer! Baby? Baby, NO! Please!"
Mike Shinoda moans, and turns over once more on his king sized bed in his million dollar mansion.
"Breaking News! We have just been told that, Chester Bennington lead singer in the hit nu metal rock band Linkin Park, and emcee Mike Shinoda have been in a tragic car accident. We sadly have to tell you Linkin Park fans, and the world that..Chester Bennington, was reported dead on arrival. Mike Shinoda's condition is as of now unknown. We will keep you updated, as information comes in. In other news...."
Mike Shinoda turns over in his sleep, on his king sized be in his million dollar home.
The same million dollar home just two months ago that had been filled with cries of laughter,moans of pleasure, and two people very much in love,
now sits cold and alone like its inhabitant, the only sounds emitting from the mansion now, are screams of terror, and cries of a broken heart.
"Michael Shinoda, do you know where you are?"
"Chester..where's Chester?"
"I'm sorry..but Chester Bennington has passed away."
"What? No..you're wrong!"
"I'm sorry for your loss Mr.Shinoda"
"NO! YOU'RE WRONG! Chester can't be dead! He can't! I need him..."
Mike Shinoda screams, throwing himself up into a sitting position dripping with sweat,
"Chester..Chester, please come back!"
"Please come back...I need you..." Mike Shinoda pleads into the darkness of the once lively million dollar mansion's room.
Mike Shinoda falls back with a cry onto his bed.
Give me a reason to believe you're still gone...
I see your shadow so I know, they're all wrong...
Mike Shinoda heaves his way off of his bed in the now worthless million dollar mansion.
Mike Shinoda then pads across his room, over to his dresser and pulls open a door.
Mike Shinoda moves some of his and his now dead lover's clothes out of the way and pulls out a small little box.
Mike Shinoda walks back to his bed and plops down, opening his small little box to reveal a razor already stained crimson from previous use.
Mike Shinoda rolls up the sleeve to his pajama top to show lines running up and down his arm varieing in color, from white indicating old wounds, to pink, more recent, and red meaning very recenct wounds.
Mike Shinoda searches his arm to find a place not already decorated. When he finds a spot and places the razor over the spot, presses down, and drags the razor in downward motion in an agonizingly slow pace. His arms bursts with a crimson color. His life force seeping out of him, rolling down his arm, and slowly dripping onto his carpet and bed.
Moonlight on the soft brown earth..
It leads me to where you lay..
They took you away from me but now I'm taking you home..
Mike Shinoda now has five new cuts bleeding at a steady pace. Rolling down..down..down..dripping onto the bed and carpet in a room in the million dollar mansion the blood that keeps him alive drains away.
"Chester!! Come back! You're gonna pay for that!" a smiling gleeful Mike Shinoda yells after his screeching lover.
"Never! You shall never catch, 'Chester the Molester'!" Chester squeals back over his shoulder
Finally catching up to Chester Bennington,Mike Shinoda captures him and then both fall to the ground in a pile, smiling Mike Shinoda says gently,
"I'd love to molest you."
"Ladies and Gentlemen, What is the world coming to with Michael Kenji Shinoda wanting to molest me, Chester Charles Bennington?!" Chester teases
Mike just grins lovingly at the love of his life.
Chester goes to say something more, but before he can get a syllable out of his perfect lips, Mike's catch his in a soft, gentle kiss, also teaming with want, and a ferocious protection, and claiming.
Pulling back Mike Shinoda says,
"I love you..."
"I love you too, my 'Noda Bear."
"I'll always be your 'Bear'" Mike nuzzles into Chester's chest breathing in his calming, intoxicating scent.
"Always?"
"Always."
Mike Shinoda's tears drip down his face, falling onto his cuts as he remembers one of a million good times. That was just, hours before the fatal car accident that would change his life forever. That night was the beginning of the end for Michael Kenji Shinoda. For his love Chester Bennington died in that car accident.
"I'll always be you're 'Noda Bear' Chester..Always and forever. I will always be yours." Mike Shinoda weeps.
I will stay forever here with you
My love
The softly spoken words you gave me
Even in death our love goes on..
Mike Shinoda drags himself up, still bleeding and stumbles across the floor, and out into the hall. Walking his way down the stairs praying to fall and break his neck, Mike Shinoda pads over to the cupboard the he keeps his alcohol in. Rummaging through looking for some hard liquor..
"Ah! Vodka, that should be strong enough" Mike Shinoda thinks to himself.
Some say I'm crazy for my love, Oh my love
But no bonds can hold me from your side, Oh my love..
"Chester...." Mike Shinoda whimpers softly, while sitting on the ground.
"Breaking news! Linkin Park's lead singer, Chester Bennington's funeral will be held later today. A source has told us that Mike Shinoda, Linkin Park's emcee is severly traumatized. More on that as it happens.."
**********
"Chester Bennington. You were our friend. Our rock in hard times. The one who made us laugh. And the just plain crazy guy. Our gift from heaven.You made us laugh, you made us cry, all around you were just a great guy.Though you never realized how much of a precious gift you were to us, we will never forget you, and love you always. Keep the heavens alive with your beautiful voice. I love you man." Bradford Delson cries while reading his speech at Chester Bennington's funeral.
Mike Shinoda sits in a daze with guitarist, Robert Bourden trying to comfort his distressed emcee.
*****
As they layed Chester Bennington to rest, Mike Shinoda breaks down.
Screaming for Chester to come back, that he needs him. Asking why he left?
**********
"I tried so hard and got so far, but in the end, it doesn't even matter I had to fall to lose it all. But in the end it doesn't even matter. I put my trust in you, pushed as far as I can go. For all this, there's only one thing you should know. I put my trust in you! Pushed as far as I can go. For all this, there's only one thing you should know. I tried so hard and got so far but in the end it doesn't even matter. I had to fall to lose it all but in the end it doesn't even matter.." Chester Bennington sings the last lyrics to hit song 'In the end' As the ending notes fade into oblivion the crowds screams drowning out all other sounds, Mike Shinoda looks at his love, and the rest of the world grows black. Grinning Chester walks over and gives him a one armed hug.
"Thank you very much! You guys were fucking awesome!" Chester rewards the crowd. As the notes to the last song of the concert 'One Step Closer' flows thru the speakers, the crowd becomes alive once more.
Mike Shinoda has never felt more happy.
*********
"I tried so hard..and got so far..but in the end it doesn't even matter.."Mike Shinoda sings softly.
"Mike? Mike. Answer the phone. I know you're there. Listen man, we all miss him but you've gotta carry on with your life..its what Chester would've wanted." Brad Delson's voice floats through the room.
Mike Shinoda just wails even louder, screaming he can't go on without him.
They don't know you can't leave me
They don't hear you singing to me..
******
Days later we find Mike Shinoda sitting cross legged on his bed in his million dollar mansion, with a notepad in his lap and a pen in his hands, trying to work on some lyrics.
All the King's horses, and all the King's men,
will never be able to put me together again..
Mike Shinoda rips, and crumples up the paper with his newly written lyrics on them, throwing it away, claiming its 'shit'
*****
Later that night Mike Shinoda is sitting in his bathroom drawing a bath, with his small box sitting on the sink.
Mike Shinoda has decided to end it all tonight.
All the pain,all the suffering, the lonliness, escaping his memories of a lost love.
"Chester...I'll be with you soon.."
And I can't love you, anymore than I do..
With his bath filled as far as he's willing to let it go with almost scalding hot water, Mike Shinoda stands, walks over his mirror and stares at the monster staring back at him.
Stripping his clothes off, Mike Shinoda reaches over to his box, opening it and taking out his salvation. The razor. His savior.
Slicing both his wrists in an upward motion Mike Shinoda walks over and steps into his bath. Hissing at the slight pain, from the heat.
I will stay forever here with you
My love
"Chester..Chester, I'll be with you soon my love." Mike Shinoda breaths out slowly.
"Ch..Chester....I love you so much....My love, I'll be seeing you soon...I love you.." Mike Shinoda says with his dying breath.
********
Bradford Delson pounds on Mike Shinoda's mansion door, screaming for him to open this door right now, and stop this nonsense.
Finally fed up waiting, Brad pulls out the spair key Mike and Chester gave to him the Christmas before.
Walking in calling softly for his best friend since junior high, Bradford Delson makes his way up towards the master bedroom.
"Mike? Mike, buddy, where are you?" Brad calls quietly as he walks into Mike Shinoda's bedroom.
Seeing the light coming from underneath the bathroom door, and hearing a quiet lapping of water.
Walking to the door, Bradford Delson prays the when he opens it he won't find what he thinks he will find.
Opening the door Brad screams as he witnesses the scene before him.
Michael Shinoda lays dead in his bathtub. The water stained a rich crimson.
On the sink Brad discovers a note.
~*~*~*~Without you~*~*~*~
I miss you more than you'll ever know
You were stolen from me
(So suddenly)
I never got to say "Goodbye"
You were my light in this dark world
Shining away my fears
With out you)
I'm lost,Confused
Broken
Lifeless
(with out you)
I'm alive but never living
A walking corpse among those alive
I am the undead
(with out you)
I stumble throught this world
Cold, and alone
Never knowing right from wrong
(with out you)
I'm thrown into never ending blackness
My heart grows hard
I'm living a Hell on Earth
(with out you)
I can't go on.
I love you guys so much. I'm so incredibly sorry, that I had to leave this way.
I just couldn't take it. You guys go on, and live happy fullfilled lives without me.
My life ended long ago...the night Chester died. I'm just so tired of fighting.
Trying to go on, but I can't..not without Chester.
I love you all so much.
Goodbye my bandmates, my best friends, my family.
I'm so sorry to whomever may find me in this horrifying position.
I'm sorry I couldn't stay with you longer.
You all were my family, my bandmates, my best friends..
But Chester was my love.
Goodbye forever,
Your friend,
~Mike Shinoda~
Sobbing Bradford Delson calls 911.
*****
"Breaking news! Mike Shinoda, emcee in hit rock band Linkin Park, has been found dead in his million dollar mansion. Apparently he commited suicide. His funeral shall be held this saturday at 2 p.m. It is a private service, for friends and family only. More on that as it updates."
******
Days later at Mike Shinoda's funeral, Bradford Delson reads this poem,
~*~*~*~Dream~*~*~*~
Could this all just be a dream?
A nightmare perhaps?
(I'm sorry)
I never got to say 'Goodbye'
I nver got to tell you
"I love you"
One last time
Never a last first kiss
How I wish I could
Turn back the clock
Erase time
You were never supposed
to leave so fast
you weren't supposed to go
I
wish this were a dream
so
I could wake up
and
Find you're still here
But I know this is reality
(You're gone)
I'll miss you
For forever(Oh so long)
Crying here
(For you)
Because of your senseless
Death
I wish I could
Know
Why you were taken
So early on in life
*******
As they lowered Mike Shinoda into the ground next to his love, Chester Bennington, the wind seemed to sing,
The softly spoken words you gave me
Even in death our love goes on...
On Mike Shinoda's gravestone read the following,
Michael Kenji Shinoda,
2/11/1977-3/12/2005
Beloved friend, talented musician.
People die, but real love is forever.
THE END
___________________
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есть фанфик который назвается number one fan-по моему кто-то из фанатов слушает Диму Биллана,я так подозреваю...
Есть сонгфик бэннигтонистов который назвается walking dead
Далее в сплошную отжигшаю готы
Sweet Sacrifice-про РОба бурдона как ни странно
Imaginary-опять эванесенский сонгфик
есть еще отжиг ФАНФИИК КОТОРЫЙ НАЗВАЕТСЯ REGRET И ОН ОТЛИВЧНО ЛОЖИТЬСЯ НА СЛОВА МОЕГО ОДНОИМЕННОГО ТЕКСТА ПРИПАСЕННОГО ДЛЯ fof-АХИЕРЕТЬ-гг я в шоке
есть фанфик с очень впечатляющим названием-там очень много смысла-Mikey Likes It!-я долго ражала до упаду пока не перебудила всю свою спящую кваритиру..
Есть еще одно название,тоже не лишено смысла:"А я знаю,что вы делали во время прошлого тура!"
Далее прослеживается четкая любовь бэннигтонистов к честеру-они так ненавидят таллинду что написали письмо от его бывшей жены Саманты-его нынешней Таллинде.........Я к вам пишу,чего же боле?......Пушкин нервно повесился в сторонке,а затем перевернулся в гробу.
А еще у них есть замечательней ший кроссовер с Джей зи)))ГГГ.Instinct
Далее идет жесточайший бред-якобы Майк-потомок Ван Хельсинга..
А честер потомок Дракулы...
так же идет закос под вампирские хроники Анны Райс-где их басист Феникс-житель времен начала 19 века становиться вампиром-кого-то мне это напомимет...Лестат?
AU-альтернаитвый вариант создания группы линкин парк.И главное везде,почти в каждой главе-дейвствеи происходит осенью....Во готы жгут,а?
Вот,от чего я чуть не свалилась со стула-фанфик называется Crawling-и там ес тькроссовер с Мэрелином Мэнсоном.причем эт опиэринг еще и впридачу такой..Шинода и Мэнсон-в стиле садомазо."Lips attack the Japanese man’s neck from behind, catching him off guard and causing him to jump slightly further into Manson’s lap, and his body trembles as hands slip around his waist to his front, fingers fumbling with his belt for a split second before the offender moves back, Mike crying out in pain as the man in front of him looks down confused.
The searing pain that was going through Mike’s body before returns with full force, and Manson roughly shoves the emcee back, laughing at the wet spot that’s crawled down Mike’s pant legs, the burning sensation being caused from the urination of the emcee.
“Fuck man, I don’t think it’s natural for twenty-seven year old men to be pissing their pants like that… If you think you’re scared now, wait until later on when I’ve got you bent over my bed with my mammoth dick in your ass. Believe me baby, you haven’t experienced real pain until you’ve spent a night with me.”
A whimper leaves the younger man’s throat causing the singer to laugh harder, and he grabs Mike and pulls him back between his legs, removing the ball gag before his mouth and slipping his tongue in forcefully, Mike trying to pull away when he feels Manson’s other hand between their bodies, pulling at the belt that’s keeping his leather pants up.
He finally manages to pull away after a few seconds without oxygen, but it’s only so the other man can pull his hardened dick out of his pants, stroking it a few times before forcing Mike’s head down on him, pushing him down until he’s all the way in the emcee’s mouth, a third of his dick lodged in the back of his throat making it impossible for the man to breathe, let alone gag.
“Come on baby, suck that prick like the pro I know you are. I know how much you like cock in your mouth, so show me how good that pretty little mouth of your is and suck me dry like the bitch you are.”
Manson doesn’t give Mike a chance to respond before he starts thrusting himself in and out of Mike’s mouth, and the younger man uses his bound hands to try and push away from the shock rocker with no luck, squirming harder and crying louder when he feels hands wrap around his waist and fingers brush against his soft cock as his pants are undone and pushed down his thighs, his round cheeks sticking slightly in the air from the position he‘s sitting in between the other man‘s legs.
“Don’t worry Mikey, this is just a warm up. The real fun is yet to come, so just enjoy this light touch while you can.”
Mike screams out around the cock in his mouth when something’s shoved deep within his tight hole, causing Manson’s dick to slide further into his mouth, and the older man watches on in amusement as the emcee’s eyes roll into the back of his head before returning to their position in front of him seconds later, struggling to keep from passing out from the lack of oxygen getting to his lungs.
The man behind him thrusts deeper and harder into the emcee, the limo rocking slightly on it’s wheels as it drives along the asphalt, Manson’s free hand running along Mike’s cheeks as the Japanese man begins to lose his battle with unconsciousness, his face a beet red and his lips turning a slightly blue color around Manson’s dick.
After a few more minutes Manson directs the other man to stop his actions, and he pulls Mike’s head from between his legs, a stream of cum running down the emcee’s chin as his eyelids slide close from unconsciousness, the singer not giving him air quick enough to keep him from blacking out."и это здесь еще не самое жесткое,что может только фантазия пожелать.
Есть фафик,который называется "дневник Честера"
А далее 50 cent может застрелится-фанфик называется его песней-Candy shop-про бреда делсона и роба бурдона с рейтингом NC 17-во болная фантазия?
Особенно представляя это во всем новом ключе-фраза из этой песни "I got the magic stick" просто рвет меня пополам от смеха....Особенно в ключе с Бредом Делсоном..
А еще есть откровенный слэш имеющий 12 глав называется Hybryd theory cronicals,гле каждая глава соотввесует названию песни из альбома хибрид теори...
Задохим,читаем...Натыкаемся на "расписсан ие"
Title: Papercut
Pairing: Chester/Brad / Ian Watkins (Lost Prophets)
Title: One Step Closer
Pairing: Chester/Scott Weiland
Title: With You
(обратите внимание на пэиринг)
Pairing: Chester / Ville Valo
Title: Points of Authority
Pairing: Branden (The Used) / Chester (LP) / Davey (AFI) / Billy (GC)
Title: Crawling
Pairing: Manson / Mike
Title: Runaway
Pairing: Mike Shinoda / Alex Moklebust (Zeromancer)
Title: By Myself
Pairing: Mike Shinoda / Doug Robb
Title: In the End
Pairing: Joe Hahn / Rob Bourdon / Chris Brown (Trapt)
Title: A Place for my Head
Pairing: Rob / Chester / Adam (Three Days Grace)
Title: Forgotten
(не менее смешно-шинода стимберлоейком)очень настораживает почитать)))
Pairing: Mike Shinoda / Justin Timberlake
Title: Cure for the Itch
Pairing: Chester / Colin
Title: Pushing me Away
Pairing: Jared Leto / Mike
у меня мозги уехали,когда я читала этот фанфик..Говорят...есть еще Meterora slach chronicals...Может они и minutes to midnight сделают?
вот пока все
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кто-то умудрился написать фанфик
AWLM все записи автора
толко со смежного денвника-посвященного одному из фанфикшенов,что я здесь выкладывала..Кто хоет-прсиоедияйтесть к работе над его экранизацией...Нужны 3д моделлеры,аниматоры,фотошоперы-все как полагается-будем делат ь3д мультик))
