(Y/n) (l/n) was a 22 year old girl with a love for music. Especially twenty øne piløts. One day when her brother says his friends actually knows Josh and Tyler, she finds a way to meet them. She falls in love with Tyler, through this dramatic fanfiction.

21.

"Because we are a perfect community. No one is depressed, anxious, anorexic, has ADHD, OCD, ADD, or any other condition that will affect you poorly. At least, that's what I was brainwashed to believe. " [🖤]

21 year old Aria was alone. With nobody to help her it seems all hope is lost. That is until her next door neighbour, Tyler Joseph shows an interest in her messed up mind, and wants to help her get through these troubling times. After she discovers her mother has died she goes to the funeral with Tyler, Then things take a toll for the worst... Dedicated to TØP and the clique.

Scarlette was never one to let her guard down. But, then she met Tyler and realized there were other people in the dark with her, just because she can't see them does not mean they aren't there. She found out that she wasn't the only one with scars. She realized she did not have to listen to her mind on her own. "You have the right to start over everyday." - Tyler Joseph. *contains topics such as self harm, suicide, abuse, and depression*

"everyone deserves their flower." "everyone except me."

When the unpopular ukulele obsessed Tyler Joseph goes on a camping trip with his 11th grade class, he meets the known Joshua Dun. First impressions are important, but when Tyler flakes out and ruins his chance to make his first friend, he shows off his personal talent, gaining the eyes of his entire class, but mostly the one and only Josh. Will their love for music and eventually each other, bring Tyler out into the world?

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Trigger Warning: Suicidal Actions, Depression "Goodbye," I whispered. And with that, I let myself fall. Now the question is, how did I get to the hospital?

"who are you?" "I'm you, Tyler. We've been over this before." The red eyes staring back at me from the mirror started to squint as that evil haunting laugh presented itself, "you're pathetic! Look at you! Crying to yourself in a mirror! Worthless! What good have you done, Tyler?" I turned away trying to hide the way my chest heaved while I gasped for the air he was sucking out of my lungs with his anxiety rattled presence. "Answer me! What good have you done?" His rotten voice rattled throughout my head and I couldn't muster up a single word to appease him with an answer. "That's what I thought! Useless and pathetic."