"you mean the world to me baby boy. your face is like the sun, and your eyes are gorgeous sunsets that cry pastel tears." ~ tyler was raised on innocence and purity. his mother made sure he was homeschooled, and tried with every ounce of her being to make sure he was loved and cherished no matter what, and tried to keep his 16 year old mind pure at all costs. ~ josh was a rebel. smoking behind libraries, drinking with his friends, and living home alone, he was never one to be the good guy. his parents were almost never home, constantly wasting their money to drink at bars and take unnecessary vacations. ~ updated every monday wednesday and friday, and sometimes on weekends. ~ trigger warnings: mentions of drug use, suicide, self harm, drinking/substance abuse, and broken homes. ~ lower case intended.

This is based off of this one fanfic-thing I read on Tumblr. Link is: http://ryahross.tumblr.com/post/140668735769/do-you-know Kinda sad, not gonna lie I'm just burned out of creative writers-fuel so I'm taking prompts from other creators.

It's a bit late on the "Tyler Joseph's Birthday" thing, but fuck you, I can do what I want. There's no Joshler, because it's just focused on Tyler when he was in his freshman year in highschool. Also, Blurryface isn't in the story, sorry. I found the cover art on Pinterest.

"Alright boys. Spring break has three rules and three rules only. Rule number one: drink as much as you can as fast as you can. No one likes the sober guy. If you're not drunk by noon, you're doing something wrong. Rule number two: alway share your weed. I'm not saying to share it with everyone. Just the people in our group. Don't bogart any joints. Dont hog the bowl. Share. Simple as that. And the most important rule is rule number three. No matter what happens, or who you meet, DO NOT fall in love. Got it?"

Trigger Warning: There will probably be lots of depression, possibly suicide in this book.

I haven't even read this story so I really can't give any personal insight to it. All I know, is I didn't write it. All credits go to fullcollapse on livejournal, I think. With the help of his friends, Ryan has just learned how to like life. Brendon hasn't yet found such luck. This is a story about strong relationships, trust, not wanting to be alone, and holding hands. There's a river, and just like its never-ending path to the ocean, some things just go on forever. Sometimes you need someone more than you need yourself, and sometimes, that's okay.

Hermione is the one who finds Draco weeping in the bathroom. He flees. She chases him into the Room of Requirement, and the room forces them to face their greatest fears together in order to find the door. (The original story by Alydia Rackham, first published in 2010)

"You can run away with me, anytime you want." I want to get away. Away from the abuse at home, at school hell, but we're not friends. I could never be friends with Gerard Way. He's just some guy that fate seems to drive me towards. His brother may be even more of asshole than him, making my school life living hell and I guess things at home are not too great either. And despite how much of an asshole Gerard Way is, he's the only one that seems to make anything better.

'Bright lights, big city, this is exactly where I want to be.' Ryan was a city boy, Brendon was the guy down the street. {Ryan's POV. NO SMUT}

they can hide their feelings for each other pretty well when they're sober. but when they're drunk? not so much.