a story in your pov. (completed)

In which you are silent everyday, but Tyler isn't. {again, all respect to jenna because jenna is amazing and she and tyler are goals} {{it's just fiction}} {{{trigger warning: mentions of abuse, anxiety, depression, and suicide}}}

In which you and Tyler have a conversation everyday, but he's the only one talking. {all respect to jenna because jenna is amazing and she and tyler are goals} {{it's just fiction}} {{{trigger warning: mentions of abuse, depression, and suicide}}}

The doors opened and the cold winter evening air hit Josh as he made his way onto the platform and down the metal stair case, each step echoing in the dark. Josh glanced at his watch, it had been a gift from Tyler and on the back were engraved the words 'You are the calm to my storm', the message made him smile but the time did not, 6.16pm. ~ Basically another one of those mental health ones, hopefully I'm better at writing fics than summaries...

at two in the morning one tuesday, a boy runs into tyler's apartment without even knocking or anything and just starts begging to sleep there for the night. not that tyler's complaining, because a) he wasn't sleeping anyway and b) this boy was very cute. so naturally he lets him. in the morning they find out theyve somehow managed to live next door to each other for three months unknowingly. at least they finally met? tw: attempted suicide / self harm / rape / drugs / some fuckin.. bad shit / smut / do i need 2 tag daddy kinks is that a thing