Being in high school was hard enough trying to fit in and pass all the classes as it was. Having a huge secret on top of it would be a whole other level of stressful. Having to hide it from friends and classmates would add to the stress, but what if that secret got out? If you were a "loser" on top of that would it be a death sentence... Those thoughts were something Josh Dun had terrible dreams about. He had to keep it a secret at all costs. This story does contain some messed up shit. Proceed with contain.

josh's goal is to seduce this so called straight boy. (don't read this it's so cringeworthy)

Spookyjish: you look cute Tyjo: thats gay lol Spookyjish: tyler Tyjo: yes? Spookyjish: we're two dudes in a relationship Spookyjish: of course thats gay // low cases were intended spelling mistakes are also intended this book is somewhat sexual I guess

It's hard to explain. Sometimes it's multiples of three. If you touch with one hand you have to touch with the other. Don't step on the cracks in the pavement. Fit things together like your life is Tetris. Measure the inches around your stomach and document them. Right foot first. Easy. Simple. Difficult. Horrible. Nightmare. Tyler doesn't know how to cope with this other than to follow his compulsions, but at least he has Josh. // "Morning Tyler, you hungry?" "No,no,no." // Warnings - self-hatred, self-harm, implied EDNOS etc. OCD!tyler Understanding!josh // This is basically just me forcing my everyday struggles onto almost-fictional characters so sorry if you think it's inaccurate. // Au

Fuckboy!tyler loner!josh Life is hell until someone comes along and makes it heaven baby.

Josh Dun lives in a foster home with his little brother, Patrick. His foster parents aren't the best people, only taking them in for extra money to spend on cigarettes and alcohol. As if that wasn't enough, they decide to get in on the weed business, forcing Josh to deal it for them so they don't get caught. He just so happens to run into bad boy Tyler Joseph along the way. ©nicosniners

josh has been out of school a lot recently, but that's just what tyler wants to believe. he doesn't want to believe josh is dead. he does anything and everything to make himself believe his boyfriend is still alive. then it hits him. hard. "well if he's dead, then i should be too." TRIGGER WARNING: suicidal thoughts and actions toward the end. if you are triggered easily, this fic isn't for you. also each chapter will be about one paragraph, maybe more maybe less. (lowercase intended)

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Tyler is a police officer. Josh is just a criminal who seems to constantly find himself in front of Tyler's trusty police taser. Just read it, because I know you want to *wiggles eyebrows* Yes I am attempting to seduce you into reading this fic

"Don't forget about me please Josh?" She asked. I felt her pull out of the hug. I grabbed her shoulders. "I won't forget about you for the world buttercup. Don't forget me too okay? I love you." I said, pulling her into another hug and softly kissing her mud-brown hair. "I won't Joshie. I love you too. I'll miss you." She said, pulling on her small backpack, and holding her the stuffed elephant I got her. I hugged her one last time with one more kiss. "I'll miss you too buttercup." I said. She went off into the hallway with her social worker. I haven't seen her since. - completed May, 2017 - Trigger Warning: Depression, Mentions of Rape, Synesthesia