everyone is born with it. no one can see color, everything is just black and white. it's been like this for as long as anyone could remember, just like how people are born with bellybuttons or eyes or teeth. no one has questioned it, it's just been a part of life. josh wasn't any different. he couldn't care less about what colors he saw when he was younger, all he wanted to do was swing on the swings or play with his friends. but now, he started to wonder about why he couldn't see what a red was, or perhaps even a turquoise. he's been meaning to find these colors, though. he's dated people in the past, but he's never seen any real color. maybe it's because he hasn't been in real love before. that was his goal, to finally see what the bright world of colors had to offer for him. he'd just have to wait and see.

ίʍʍմɾε (verb.) to shut in; seclude or confine. Co-Writer: @utterflop -read my latest wall post to know about when updates will be.

In which Josh is a leader of a youth club and Tyler is a bratty teen who stumbles into the youth club completely by accident.

There were a few colors that Tyler got the occasional feel of--yellow, blue, orange, and lavender. Any other color was rare. In fact, most days, Tyler felt somewhat gray. He wondered if that would ever change. ______________ Joshler High School AU artist!Tyler poet!Josh

Despite knowing his parents would be upset if he went outside at such an unholy hour of the morning, Tyler still felt that urge. The urge that mankind had been feeling from day one, the urge that made Eve try the fruit from the forbidden tree, the urge that made Magellan traverse the ocean, the urge that made Buzz want to go to the moon. The urge to explore, to discover. Curiosity.

I was fine being alone. Heck, I welcomed it! I rather spend a day with my comic books than to actually have a real conversation with someone and I was okay with that. It was my normal self until Zack Ladera had to go and bump things up! The guy can't let me be, and I wasn't sure what he was doing to me but he needed to stop. I had enough problems with myself without him messing with my mind. I was Tyler Hogwagon, darn it! And I was confused... ♥ This will be boyxboy story so if you're not into that and/or against that, then this isn't the book for you. Some scenes may be too mature for 17-13 year olds and younger so reader discretion is advised. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED ★MELTEDCANDY

A Hannigram AU based off of CamilleFlyingRotten's Hannistag artwork (as well as Reapersun's) Please check them out they are simply wonderful!

Winning means fame and fortune. Losing means certain death. The Hunger Games have begun... In the ruins of a place once known as North America lies the nation of Panem, a shining Capitol surrounded by twelve outlying districts. The Capitol is harsh and cruel and keeps the districts in line by forcing them all to send two people (gender does not matter) between the ages of 12 and 18 to participate in the annual Hunger Games, a fight to the death on live TV. Sixteen-year-old Dean Winchester regards it as a death sentence when he steps forward to take his brothers place in the Games. But Dean has been close to death before- and survival for him, is second nature. Without really meaning to, he becomes a contender. But if he is to win, he will have to start making choices that weigh survival against humanity and life agaisnt love. --Disclaimer- I dont own this story since i am only rewriting it with supernatural characters since i really wanted to write a story like this. I dont own the people either. Copyright © Susan Collins 2008

"So, I know Mr. Shurley said this was for English," Dean spoke, making Castiel's stomach flutter. How could a voice do that? He thought. "But I was going to ask you to- uh-" he rummaged in his backpack and took out a crumbled piece of paper. "Do you take Latin? And I also need help with Math." Castiel squinted his eyes, thinking for a moment. "You take Latin?" He sounded impressed and surprised. (Cover by @lineart {from tumblr} not mine)