The unfortunate story of a boy with a tumor told through the album Wild World

Dear Kyle, you were my oxygen, and now I can't breath.

In which Joe never listens.

a group chat between the members of bastille *the first bastille group chat to be published on wattpad*

i wrote this at like three am and it's kinky as fuck yikes also there's no storyline or anything , it's literally just a smut

that's about it

"mY CHIPS WOULDN'T COME OUT THE VENDING MACHINE AND I GOT MAD AND TRIED TO GRAB IT BUT NOW MY HAND'S STUCK AND PLS STOP LAUGHING AT ME THIS IS V SERIOUS IM GOIG TO CRy" au.

⠀⠀⠀o. SKULLS! and hold me in your arms, i'll be buried here with you. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀a peter parker fic ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀plot by starlightremus ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀© dyl / talkfast 160818