Mark always knew who he could trust with all his secrets, who would walk with him, and who was out to get him. Being able to read minds had it perks but overall, it kind of sucked. Just having those constant voices in your head, yelling, whispering, just talking. It drove him mad. Mark was still an optimist, no matter what life threw at him. The red-haired kid that you would either see with a smile or a look of impatience, who stayed behind in empty classrooms for three minutes and only having two more minutes to run across the school the next classroom. That was Mark Fischbach, the one not many knew. Jack never knew who he could trust, who he could complain to, who to confine to without being betrayed. He didn't know why he couldn't trust people, he just had trust issues. He was an optimist, though even an optimist had something to complain about so they could remain optimistic. Not wanting to plague others with his deepest secrets that they had to keep or with his flurry of complaints that he had about life. He was the green-haired kid you could always hang out with, the kid that you could ask for help and he would always come through, the kid with the big toothy grin that everyone loved. That was the Sean McLoughlin that everyone knew. Jack didn't know a lot about his life. Who he could trust? Who he could be actual friends with? Who was out to get him? Who actually hated that giant grin on his face and wanted to wipe it clean? Who is the red-haired kid that looks like he's about to explode in the back of the classroom? Why does he want to help Jack? Why does he know that Jack needs help the first place? The Cotton Candy haired boys; Green and red acting as a beacon of that everyone's eyes are drawn to. The Candy Floss haired boys; Red and green catching the attention of passersby no matter the case. The Candy Haired Boys that needed to live for once instead of hiding from the possiblilities in life.

They told Dan that he and Louise would be safe under their watchful eye. That all they had to do was move to Manchester, take on new identities, and no harm would come to them. The Witness Protection Program controls everything in their new lives; their jobs, their home, their worlds. But there's one thing they can't control. Phil Lester. When Phil starts snooping into Dan and Louise's past, he not only puts the three of them in danger, but he also risks exposing his two new friends to a terrible threat. It's up to Dan, now James, to protect his new friend and his new identity, until the whole thing blows over and he can go back to being his old self. But Dan will never be the same. Not after Manchester, not after Phil, and definitely not after James.

They had a fool proof plan in place: Argue. Wait to be alone. Make out. The rules were just as simple: Don't get caught. Don't tell anyone. (and most importantly) DO NOT FALL IN LOVE. Tyler isn't sure he remembers when the last one went out the window, all he knows is he's royally screwed now. cover art by vyles-ray on tumblr

John needs tutoring and Sherlock needs money. When what one would deem as normal rapidly changes into something not quite so, Sherlock and John try their best to be there for each other.

"You don't give a shit about how I really feel. As long as you get paid, you'll listen to anything." "Well Dan, I'm an intern. I don't get paid." Dan is fucked up and Phil just wants to help. //tw. mentions of self harm, suicide, abuse//

"say my name, dan howell"

update:: this was written about two years ago, the writing is quite bad, I apologize in advance //trigger warning// //dans pov// "do you love me phil ?" "maybe i do"

One gloomy night after quidditch, Harry Potter walked into an old bathroom to find Draco Malfoy crying in front of a mirror. Harry doesn't know what to feel, they've been enemies for forever. He needs to help, but he can't let his real feelings show. What does he decide? He decides to take the Gryffindor way out.

Dan's starting at new school. He never fit in at his old one, but when he meets a new friend, he finally starts to feel like he belings somewhere.

When life's got you down, you're supposed to get back up. What if you stay down? *trigger fuccking warning* for ALL my fics, just don't read em, but this one especially, okay?