Phil doesn't talks. Well, not anymore. The last time he said something, was when he didn't hate himself. And that was a long time ago. But now, everything is different. He must struggle with depression, whilst new boy Dan Howell desperately attempts to win him over. [Warning: this could be triggering at some points]

A story in wich a high ranked demon accidently missed to kill one of his victims and things start to get weird. He doesn't know how to deal with that sort of things. - So, hi first of all. This is my first fanfic. I'll try to write as good as possible. I do not live in an English country, so I hope you don't mind some mistakes !!! I started this over a year ago so the writing is pretty shit but I swear it'll get better!!!

TRIGGER WARNING. THIS STORY CONTAINS MENTIONS OF RAPE, SELF INJURY, DEATH AND ATTEMPTED SUICIDE. Can Dan save Phil? Phil is suicidal and Dan is the only one who's there for him. Can he alone save Phil?

Who could love me? I'm out of my mind. He was at the climax of his journey and swimming with triumph with his wife right by his side. "We did it." He asserted, not knowing of the imminent downfall to come. For he had been blinded, so blinded in fact that he couldn't predict just how far he was going to fall. Her life had been grey with all colour sucked out and destroyed leaving her a mess of monotone. And to bring this story to an abrupt end, she had grown used to it. She didn't know any different and the line between right and wrong appeared significantly more faded. As her world was splashed with colour and her eyes opened to the possibilities surrounding her, his began to fade, returning to the black and white he thought he had escaped long ago. Up against challenges only the strongest of relationships can withstand, previously unexpected confrontations that may force a bond that seemed ever so unlikely. *A collaboration with the amazingly talented DarkHighness

When Brendon causes a fan to take her own life, she is forced to fulfill her mission by contacting him from the grave. Can she change him for the better, or is she forever stuck in purgatory?

Mr. Urie is my teacher. I am his student. Sometimes students fall for their teachers. But really, he wasn't supposed to fall for me too. Cover by @sorryimalana

"I should have known, god how could I have been so stupid, blinded by this so called love!" I scream over the rain, tears streaming down my face. "Rosanna god damnit I love you, I would have done it by now if I didn't!" He yelled, taking a step towards me. I step back with his movement, I couldn't bare to be near the monster he was {within}.

"We were both drunk, Jane! You said so yourself!" Brendon yelled at me. I sigh. "Yes, Brendon, we were both drunk, just on different things." I prepare myself for rejection for what I was about to say. "You were drunk on alcohol... I was drunk on emotions.. Love to be specific." --------------- Jane Miller has had a crush on Brendon Urie since seventh grade. That crush slowly turned into genuine feelings. By the eleventh grade, it was love and they've only ever talked once.

"You left a legacy in me, something I could never forget, turning your name into taboo."

She was just another girl in a crowd of his fans. In an unpredictable way, she and him would fall in love.