they grew up together, and were absolutely infatuated with one another. honey and lavender. ♡ #20 in fanfiction (12/20/16) ♡ #23 in fanfiction (12/03/16) ♡ #28 in fanfiction (11/18/16) ♡ #39 in fanfiction (10/28/16) ♡ hit 200k reads (1/2/17) ♡ hit 100k reads (11/6/16) ©︎plumptyler

[+JOSHLER] ❝Don't matter what you say, don't matter what you do, I only wanna do bad things to you.❞ ♡ Tyler Joseph, the "goody too-shoes" isn't as good as he appears. Joshua Dun, the "bad boy" is just as bad as he sounds. Their relationship is very on and off, but then again their relationship is more of a friends with benefits type of relationship.

For a boy, Josh didn't meet the general standards He wasn't your typical teenager Football? Party's? Girls? Nah Music, Netflix and Guys

He woke up in a village full of blue, children where playing and someone familiar was laughing This must be Slowtown

Love has a strange way of creeping up on you when you least expect it. [Warning: I don't think it's possible for an author to hate something they wrote as much as I hate this, just so you know.]

TRIGGERS A new kid moved in town and decided to sit next to the kid known as the schools bisexual freak, he was quiet, he left messages, became friends with josh and met a few in a forest This was a mistake for the new boy Tyler For he was not just a regular teenage boy

️ tyler is a slut for money and josh happens to be a rich business man. {warnings: smut, homophobic slurs, death of a family member}

josh is the drummer of tyler's favourite band so tyler's best friend, jenna decides to set them up. there's only one problem; josh doesn't know that tyler's a massive fan.

"What's your name?" "They call me Babyboy Joseph" Where Tyler is a dancer at a gay bar and makes eye contact with a certain blue haired man throwing money like confetti. Josh is a self made billionaire that is awestruck by the exotic dancer that goes by the name 'BabyboyJoseph' I always like to stress my punctuation is shit before I start so, enjoy. ©WanderlustJoseph

He was so, so beautiful. And not in just the physical way. He was beautiful in what he was. Fire and smoke and tall things and candy and laughter and football games he didn't care about and music that he did and I will never be able to forget any of that, and I can't say that I ever want to. *** This story will contain upsetting thoughts and actions because of the fact that it's written from the view of a depressed human being. & i would edit this (considering it was written about two years back), but it's cool to leave things where they are. enjoy my older writing, dudes xx