α hαppy αlternate ending to the wellknown (αnd highly referenced) story thαt goes by the name 'the forest fic' - in which HMS Joshler sets sail; only to be sunken αfter one half of the ship breaks away. dedicαted to my fellow heαrtbroken joshler shippers out there who hαve been permαnently scαrred for life αfter reαdi...
josh, he's real. I am continuing the forest fic (written by someone else) to create a continuum of the original ending. i've seen one so far but mine will be different. i definitely did not write the original!!!
I was very sad with the ending of the forest fic of joshler so i'm remaking it all credit goes to the real person who made the forest fic
A poem I wrote late at night in the need of sleep based on the forest fic. If you have not read that go look it up( by bluclique) , also the alternate ending (by arebzy) Feel free to repost and share this poem but please give credit. Twenty one pilots means a lot to me for reasons I cannot begin to explain. As does th...
How do you feel? T-E-R-R-I-F-I-E-D Based off of The Forest Fic (Sing A Chorus) on Archive of Our Own
Sequel to 'Stay In Place (Sing A Chorus)'. I didn't write that and I'm not sure who did, but you gotta read it first for things to make sense! This is just intended to give closure to those who were traumatized by the painful ending and want everything to be happy again, so I hope you enjoy and feel a little bit bette...
Germany decides to take a nap after another pointless World Meeting. (Hetalia Oneshot)
Italy knows he can be pathetic at times. But what is he supposed to do when Germany cries? Prussia has been taken away by Russia and his forces. A captured member of Russia sits in a cell as Germany tries desperately to figure out where his brother was taken. Italy watches in silence at the wounds Russia had caused...
A coming of age story with zombies, in which a girl, teenager, and pregnant woman endure hell on Earth in hope of finding a better life in this epic rewrite made for fans and new readers alike. Orphaned by the horrors of a cruel and grotesque world and still mourning the loss of the people closest to her, a nine year...
I'm okay. I'm not okay. He was never okay. No one's forever and always okay. But he's never okay. When the snow was pure white, still in the process of falling down softly onto the ground, was long ago, like a fairy tail that never happened. When there was no roads, no people to stain the snow, was too long ago, like...
