[COMPLETED] Holy by PVRIS songfic. you poor unfortunate soul. tw// eating disorder, religious guilt, internalised homophobia that becomes externalised (briefly), self harm, panic attacks cover art by vyles-ray on tumblr

[COMPLETED | RE-WRITE OF ORIGINAL !!!] aka the one in which Tyler's failed suicide attempt lands him in rehab where he meets Josh; an unreadable boy who changes his hair colour everyday, and maybe, just maybe, he's exactly what Tyler needs. cover art by vyles-ray on tumblr.

50 Thoughts That Scare Me. What are they? Smut warning: No smut Boy x Boy- Frerard For questions about translation DM me on Wattpad or @bekahgrace99 on Instagram

He isn't okay. Then again, he hasn't been okay for a very long time || COMPLETED ||

you're alone and i think you're scared that you don't feel enough love. { Stiles is in a tailspin and he wants to get away. Derek goes with him. It falls apart before it gets better. }

NOT MINE!!! I don't own this story; all credit goes to the original author SoloChaos on ao3 Trigger warning: suicide/sexual abuse/mature content Make sure you have some tissues....

Book 1 of the Vessel series. The Forest Fic was Tyler's story... This is Josh's. #1 in forestfic #1 in migraine

You aren't supposed to be able to cheat Death, but what if you aren't dead?

It's the lake in November, and the move closer to the ocean, and Gerard's fixation, and Gerard's compulsions like tidal waves dragging him down, and Mikey's more distant than ever: like they're drifting out into the middle of the ocean, whereas Gerard's just stuck there: water turning to quicksand around him, drowning. And it's the letter; Frank finds it on the floor of the boys' bathroom on the first floor. It's dropped in accident, perhaps from a pocket or something, and it's drenched in what Frank hopes is tap water, and the words: scrawled in blue ink are difficult to make out as the words join together in a fuzzy inky mess. The only paragraph legible is the final one, and even still, it barely is: 'I've been underwater for a long time now, but I'm not drowning, I'm beginning to think I can breathe like this, but I can't, I'm gasping for breath, and I have to do this, Mikey, I have to end this myself. I'm going to the lake on the 1st of November, don't wait for me... I'm not coming back.' And the name signed at the bottom is little more than a smudged mess of blue ink, and there's nothing Frank can do about it, but he knows for certain that the one thing he can't do is ignore this letter, and he reminds himself of that as he folds it into his pocket. It's a suicide note, Frank's stupid, but not stupid enough to brush over that fact, and whoever this person is, Frank knows that they most certainly don't deserve to die. And Frank isn't going to let them. Because he's going to find this person; he's got time now at least, and he can save them, he will save them - Frank promises himself that. But one person in a whole school, it's like a needle in a haystack, but he's got time, it's November 1st in thirty days, and he can only hope that it will be enough. He's got one month: the date is October 1st.