"This is for you" we sat in my tree house, just me and josh as he slipped a friend ship bracelet around my frail wrist, I stared blankly at the cheep beads that read,"My Fren" and smiled, I looked back up at him and smiled,"thank you josh","no problem,your my best bud,and you deserve it!"

Megan finds out that she is Kidnapped by her Favorite band, Twenty One Pilots. They get pretty mean if she back talks but they are pretty nice.

Life was definitely hell for this 13 year old band lover. But things got a little bit better once her favorite band came to the rescue, Twenty One Pilots. Being adopted by Tyler and Josh has its pros, but also some cons. One example, hiding her unknown fame from her friends. Crazy things happen as her life goes on. But it's all in the life of being Adopted By Twenty One Pilots. Come and read as Anathema goes through obstacles as she tries to live a normal teenage life.

"My names BlurryFace and I care what you think."

a boy who struggles with internal demons meets his guardian angel whom he should never have met.

Josh meets Tyler when he types in the wrong kik account. Enjoy ok. this story might trigger some people so if it does just get outta here please ! cover by starcrossedtae :)

Spookyjim: hey Tylerrjoseph: who are you?

spøøky jim is typing... - where two boys meet through a weird group chat on kik and end up being best friends. more than best friends. duh. also messed up shit happens every now and then so aka mature content; mentions of: drugs, violence, alcohol, language depression, and suicide [2015-2017] completed. 【september 5th - july 6th! 】 highest rank in fanfiction: '16 nov 21: #469 '16 nov 26: #462 - all rights reserved to | a f t | (aka @dormantsins)

They got married and lived happily ever after or so it says in the book but nothing ever turn out as expected nothing is ever perfect. I wonder if I kissed this boy. I wonder if I slept with him. Would Tyler ever find out. Would he......

josh likes to leave notes in tyler's locker. // short story // lowercase intended //