When the alien ships appeared, they didn't destroy cities or enslave humanity. They just hovered for two days and vanished. The real apocalypse started after they left-when the lights died, the machines rusted, and everything we depended on turned to junk. Now the world belongs to the ones everyone used to underestimate. Mara - her wheelchair's a tank now, crossbow mounted and ready. Call her "inspirational" and she'll show you how sharp sarcasm and steel can be. Theo - autistic and brilliant. Remembers every road, every safe house, every way out. The apocalypse finally gave him the quiet he always wanted. Rae - blind since birth, but she hears raiders before they even breathe wrong. Her cane's sharp, and her instincts sharper. Danny - chronic pain, bad back, miracle mechanic. If it's broken, he can fix it. Probably while swearing. Lila - anxious, twitchy, always watching. Turns out, paranoia makes one hell of a lookout. When they find a piece of alien tech still alive and humming, they think it might keep them going. Instead, it might wake up something that never left

These are just small, short, one chapter stories featuring the LP guys and maybe some other bands.

#1 & 3 in the "There's A..." series. #2 is on my profile. [Editing] He's popular, I'm a nobody. He's a senior, I'm a freshman. He goes to wild parties, I stay home all night. So how did he end up in my bed? Where will it go from here and how much will he pay to keep it all a secret? (Boyxboy) Cover by @LoveInsanity

The Black Parade is dead.The Killjoys are born.

-REWRITTEN/EDIT THE ENTIRE STORY ON 7/24/17- Coughing, the smoke swirled in front of me as beams of black and white flashing lights raced across my vision, disappearing as quickly as they had appeared. My lungs ached as they tried to pull in clean oxygen, my eyes straining to see through the grey haze. Once the smoke dissipated some, I could see we had appeared in the middle of a road. It was cracked and full of potholes, the yellow lines coated with dirt and grime from over the years it seemed. Taking a better look around, it looked like a bomb had gone off and I was witnessing the remainders of a city.

You've never, ever read a book like this. When a sexually-transmitted plague breaks out in Ashley Young's small town, leaving its victims with a bizarrely amplified libido, everything about her life changes. DEAD IN BED is partly a suspense thriller with a strikingly unique story, partly a page-turning mystery about a disease that makes people hopelessly crave sexual contact, and partly a neo-western adventure in the American heartland. For readers who can handle a smart, controversial female protagonist who's willing to do anything -- no matter how difficult or morally questionable -- in order to survive, the series pulls them in like an unshakeable addiction. . . . Bailey Simms, teen author of DEAD IN BED, is stuck at home with a rare medical condition. Writing is her only escape, so she's determined to keep her salacious series hidden from her strict father. Soon an older boy starts to secretly help her, and Bailey finds new opportunities for freedom she's never had. But as DEAD IN BED grows in popularity, and Bailey's fans start to clamor for the sequel, she learns that being a successful Wattpad author may come with a terrifyingly dangerous price.

Any one-shots I make that you want to see as an actual story, please ask me. I'm also taking suggestions. Contains: Fluff Sadness NO SMUT (Until Further Notice) Ships I'm willing to do: Septiplier Danti Phan Klance

~DESCRIPTION AFTER AUTHOR'S NOTE~ A/N: there is the potential this book is going to get several chapters re-written and modified. As I am no longer a middle schooler (which was when this was written), I re-read and cringed so hard at the lack of creativity. I may one day go through and finally update and change the contents of many chapters, and remove several all together. You find yourself in a bad situation in you're life. You decided to take a trip and look at your map. You've been everywhere except for Silent Hill, the infamous city, so you decide to go there. When you arrive there is mist everywhere, not knowing that you're about to meet Silent Hill's infamous executer, Pyramid Head. But instead of killing you, he spares you, hoping you'll be his friend because he doesn't have any and that reminds you of yourself; only two friends. You decide to stay a week with him. Will something fresh and anew boil up? Will you live there with him forever? Will you finally find true love? Has he? Find out now.