At 3:22 a.m on a Saturday morning 19-year-old Anastasia Briar heard noises in her tiny one bedroom apartment. At 3:22 a.m on a Saturday morning 19-year-old Anastasia Briar grabbed a tennis racket and armed it like a light saber as she approached the noises. At 3:22 a.m on a Saturday morning 19-year-old Anastasia Briar saw a strange platinum haired man in her apartment. At 3:22 a.m on a Saturday morning 19-year-old Anastasia Briar's somewhat normal life was taken, smashed into a million pieces, and scattered to the ends of the earth. -3:23 a.m- ---------------------- Hey guys this is my first Gerard Way/MCR fan fic. I'm working really hard so I would love for you to check it out! More reads=more updates so tell me what you think :):) ---Fabbyulous1

In which you are silent everyday, but Tyler isn't. {again, all respect to jenna because jenna is amazing and she and tyler are goals} {{it's just fiction}} {{{trigger warning: mentions of abuse, anxiety, depression, and suicide}}}

Diamond slips into a coma after being shot. Whilst she is in her unconscious state, she is greeted by a very familiar parade. (I'm not sure if this will be a 'chapter' book or a short story... It'll probably depend on how much detail I put in it) [DISCLAIMER]: It'll make more sense if you have read my other book, 'Danger Days'. (It'll get you caught up so it won't be confusing). It'll also help if you're an MCR fan ;D Other than that.... ENJOY <3

This is the story of an extraordinary little girl. Orphaned as a baby, Emily grows up as a peculiar ten-year-old with abilities that not only frightens the other children but also herself. Read along as she lives her life as the now adopted daughter of a powerful woman, a professor of Hogwarts, A school of Witchcraft and Wizardry. The time has come for her to know of her family and of her otherworldly legacy as Emily Potter, the girl who lived. - Edited as of July 2020 - Photo credits: http://vignette2.wikia.nocookie.net/camphalfbloodroleplay/images/5/5e/Alone-black-hair-girl-sad-Favim.com-428528.jpg/revision/latest?cb=20120601103952

In which you and Tyler have a conversation everyday, but he's the only one talking. {all respect to jenna because jenna is amazing and she and tyler are goals} {{it's just fiction}} {{{trigger warning: mentions of abuse, depression, and suicide}}}

It all started with a misdelivered piece of paper. **CURRENTLY IN EDITING BECAUSE GOD, MY OLD WRITING WAS AWFUL**

TRIGGER WARNING: May contain content linked to depression, existentialism, self-harm, suicide and suicidal thoughts. If you are struggling with depression, just know that it will get better, even if you don't think so. "Wow," You breathed, taking in the current situation. "I never knew my life would turn out like this." Sometimes, quiet is violent. You flicked the rubber band against your wrist, a coping mechanism. The small shot of pain stabbed at your arm for a moment before fading quickly. You didn't know how you were going to recover, but then you met Tyler Joseph and Josh Dun.

by j0shler #6 on twenty one pilots fics Jessica is wrecked. She roams Ohio, wandering into bars, trying to fill the void in her life. To her surprise, Tyler and Josh find her one day. She thought she had seen the last of them. A story of mistakes and consequences. This story may trigger some on the following subjects: alcohol, rape, or abuse.