Tyler was a troubled kid. Mental health invading his life until one day it got the best of him. Now he deeply regrets what he's done and will for the rest of eternity as he is stuck watching his family and friend grieve for the rest of their lives, and he can't do anything about it. Or can he? For he is dead. A Ghost... invisible.

I was ready to scream at them to hand over the money he wants when I suddenly heard something in the dark. Someone, singing. And they were coming this way. It was a man, and he had one of those... I don't know quite how to explain it, but his voice sounded sweet yet evil.... "St Jimmy's coming down across the alleyway, up in the boulevard like a zip guard on parade. Lights of a silhouette, he's insubordinate, coming at you on the count of one, two" The singing stopped and suddenly my body was shaking in so much fear just by looking at this man who had walked out of the shadows. He had black smudged eyes with a hint of dark pink. sharp jaw bones worn thin lips that made him look scary as hell. I could see his piercing blue eyes even in the dead of night. The sides of his head were shaved and he had a Mohawk which had a brown line where his roots were and the rest of it was blond. He had a blood pink top on that was ripped to pieces and a black waste coat with golden studs and black jeans and DMs, he had chains attached to his jeans and cuffs on his wrists, and he had a padlock as a necklace. "Jonny!" He said holding his arms out in more of a hey what's up kind of way. "Jimmy" this 'Jonny' guy spat back. "I thought you'd fucked off" "Oh, Jon boy how could I leave when you have three of my men and a kind lady who most likely doesn't have anything to do with this?" Jimmy shrugged leaning against a wall. "Since when do you care so much for women?" Jonny scoffed. "I don't" he replied bluntly before that amused look returned back on his face.

A young boy named Tyler Joseph suffers from something called multiply personality, otherwise known as D.I.D, but there's a twist to it....

Six years ago my brother Tyler and his best friend Josh went missing and were never found. I only had to stumble across something very obvious to discover what really happened to my brother and his friend. But will it all be worth it in the end? Or will I beg to never see them again... Read as Dakota Joseph is hunted by her own brother and his friend and watch what happens when they all realise who each other are, will the ending end brutally, or will it be all happy endings? Read to find out in this suspense filled adventure, make sure to strap in tight for this emotional filled rollercoaster. Who's side will you be on? Dakotas? Or the Hitmen. It's your choice. Or is it ...........................................

A lost boy named Tyler Joseph has a demon on his mind, a demon that makes all his other problems seem like nothing, it all changes when he asks for a fren.... Who are you?? I'm Josh. How strange...

~>•<~(A Tyler Joseph Fanfic)~>•<~ Dakota has always been blessed, since the moment she was born, living in a rich house hold with a very wealthy family. But unfortunately, money was all her family cared about. Meaning Dakota didn't get on well with them. Things were beginning to get her down and she didn't want that, she wanted to go out and have fun, and live a life her parents were unable to give her, a life with a loving family. But Instead, Dakota stumbled across something else... or should I say, someone... else. And this someone was about to change her life forever. And she, was about to change his.

Hope's dad died 5 years ago in a horrid car accident, but life goes on. Hope refuses to accept it, but her mother is intent on making her see that. And how does she do that? By bringing home a new guy, a soon to be husband, a soon to be stepfather. And who is that "stepfather"? Why no other than the Billie Joe Armstrong of Green Day. How will life play out from that point on? Can Hope truly accept this new guy as her new stepdad? Or will she do everything in her power to push him and this new life, away? ~Home is where your heart is, but what a shame, Cause everyone's heart doesn't beat the same~

(Green day fanfiction) (Completed) (Started 9/14/16) (Ended 4/13/17) Valerie is an individual amongst everyone else; sweet and well spoken, yet sarcastic and bitter. She craves the softest touch, but pushes away anyone who attempts to give it to her. Even when irresistible Billie Joe comes along, she makes every effort to drive him the furthest she can away from her, refusing to accept the fact that she's stuck with him. Of course, she gives in. And as she later finds, when you get stuck with someone, the glue can never unbind; it'll eat away at you.

It's 1995, and Castiel's high school years are destined to be difficult: home-schooled until eighth grade, he is awkward, shy, and socially inept. The weird kid with the funny name would rather isolate himself and draw in his sketchbook than deal with the constant bullying he faces every day. Things only get worse in his junior year when he excels in home economics class, leading the captain of the baseball team, Alastair, to start taunting him for being gay. Then new student Dean Winchester arrives at Flour Bluff High School, sharing many of Castiel's classes. Castiel has seen his type before -- handsome, athletic, arrogant, and sure to be the most popular kid in school. But Castiel eventually learns that he and Dean have more in common than he thought, and they form an unlikely friendship. This story was originally published October 20, 2010 as part of the Dean/Cas Big Bang Challenge. Warnings: Bullying, homophobic language, some violence related to bullying. Cover for this story comes courtesy of @_thebat

(A/N: Lol read at your own risk I started writing this at 14 so you can imagine what it's like. I wanna take it down but I keep getting requests to continue and it's got hella views so it's staying. Might continue it after all this time...) Sarah is 14, she lives with her mom and step dad Dave. He's nice as far as step dads go. Sarah never knew her real father. Her mother claims that she doesn't know either. Then something unexpected happens and Sarah is forced to live with her real father. She wants to be excited, but she can't help but feel terrified. Though can life with her real father really be all that bad?