I'm Max Caulfield, and I'm an everyday hero. Now, you may think this is your typical white-girl with superpowers and less than average breast size that somehow catches the interest of the white-boy jock, most popular boy of the school, and saves the planet from exploding or whatever. First of all, I'm gay as fuck so that jock can fling himself into a tornado for as much as I care, but everything is else is facts. Read this page-turning novel with me becoming a mature woman and making mature decisions so you can then get really disappointed when I still end up in the forbidden Sass Room, er, Dark Room. And it all started, when I took a picture of a blue butterfly...okay that's bullshit. I just really needed to pee but these two jerks decided that they should start shooting each other. Turns out that both of those jerks will ruin my life as well. 'I love this story just as much as I love you Max please notice me' - Warren Graham 'THX BUT WERE NOT FRIENDS' - Victoria Chase 'No more mosh pits for you, shaka bra' - Chloe Price 'Whatthefuckever' - Nathan Prescott 'We can properly discuss your future as a writer in my dark room' - Mark Jefferson (I don't own Life is Strange, sadly. Rights to DontNod)

Phil Lester is sweet and cute; known for his kindness and enthusiasm. Dan Howell is a tough, cold outsider; known as the school's stereotypical 'bad boy'. But if he's so bad, then why on earth did he rescue Phil Lester and give him a smile which would melt anyone's heart?

(Cover made by the amazing @alltimetrashcan) Tyler: your typical shy new kid Josh: the unpopular nice guy When the two meet, they become best friends. All is happy and well-with a few bumps along the way, of course- and everything goes as a happy Joshler you'd expect. Until you forget to expect the unexpected. Read more to find out what happens ;) •Sorry this description sucks, the book is better•

They met on the subway. The only thing exchanged between them were not so subtle looks, until on his way out, the blond boy slips a paper to the brown haired boy. Kik me sometime? WentzisWack

Ashley Bone is alone and knows it, she doesnt care about taking care of herself anymore. when ever she feels completely hopeless, she turns to twenty one pilots, her favorite band, not knowing their past with her. one day she meets them at a meet and greet and they instantly have a soft spot for her and try to get to know her better. they always seem to have the right words to help her feel better, maybe they'll help you too. |-/ trigger warning: self harm, depression, suicide, schizophrenia, alcohol abuse, physical and mental abuse

He was so, so beautiful. And not in just the physical way. He was beautiful in what he was. Fire and smoke and tall things and candy and laughter and football games he didn't care about and music that he did and I will never be able to forget any of that, and I can't say that I ever want to. *** This story will contain upsetting thoughts and actions because of the fact that it's written from the view of a depressed human being. & i would edit this (considering it was written about two years back), but it's cool to leave things where they are. enjoy my older writing, dudes xx

If you've read my story Kik Me Sometime then you've probably heard the requests for a Stripper AU Well, I did it