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ladypoison · 2 months ago

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Kiss me.

Pairing: college!tyler x f!reader Summary: You meet Tyler at a college party he's hosting, you can't help but feel drawn to each other immediately- or maybe that's the drink talking. Warnings: Drinking, smoking, illegal substances, smut (18+ MDNI), P in V, Intoxicated consent. WC: 2.9k A/N: This is like practically my first written smut, plus I'm a rusty writer so go easy on me.

To say it was hot would be an understatement. Sweat glistened off your body, people colliding next to you in melodic movements only radiated that. You’d been in there for a total of 5 minutes and already felt like you were on the verge of a heatstroke.

The air around you smelt strongly of body odor and the alcohol that radiated on people’s breaths. So strongly you craved a drink as well, but your chatter-box of a friend wouldn’t let you leave her side as she spoke to a person you hadn’t come to know the name of. He was tall, with striking facial features you’d never see on anyone else, arms full with ink as well. Weirdly you wondered how it would feel to stick your finger in his gauged earlobe, maybe that was the current boredom speaking.

Your friend was speaking, but you had it tuned out until your name was mentioned, your head quickly turned to the conversation beside you. Your friend was now towards you “Drinks?” she asked, that one word putting you out of your misery finally. “Please” is all you said in return.

Her older friend signaled you both to follow, you awkwardly shuffled behind them both trying your hardest not to get shoved into. College parties were definitely a little rough, it wasn’t your first but you were definitely more fond of the bigger, less crowded ones. As you walked you took in the house, it wasn’t very big, enough to host this party anyway, but the rooms were still full of people, so I guess it worked out.

When you entered the kitchen, your friend was already leaping towards the mess of random bottles and drinks everywhere, and the gauged guy had already begun pouring drinks for the three of you. When the red solo cup finally was handed to your reach, you pressed it to your lips, gulping down the liquid inside. It wasn’t gross but it hurt to swallow. You squinted your eyes at the taste and he let out a slight chuckle “Good right?” he spoke, sarcastically it seemed, all you could do is give a pressed-lip smile and an awkward raise of your brows.

“So who’s house is this anyway?” your friend ended up asking the guy as she too took a swig from her cup. “A buddy of mine, he should be around here somewhere” he said, shrugging, and as if on cue another man appeared, pushing his way through the crowded kitchen entrance. He was tall, and boyishly cute with a litter of tattoos on his arms as well.

Sporting a pair of black, street-stylish kind of joggers and a gray crewneck that matched the beanie sitting atop his head. You couldn’t help but think he looked familiar, you probably shared a class with the guy. “Josh!” he called, now labeling the man you’ve been standing around for the entire time you’ve been here.

“Tyler, where’ve you been?” Josh asked him, leaning in for one of those weird manly hugs that guys do “Your own party and you can’t even show up on time huh?” He continued, smiling. Tyler looked you and your friend up and down for a short moment, making eye contact with you in the process before replying to his friend “Just a bit of pre-game before I got down here” you could tell he meant smoking beforehand, his eyes were glossy, you studied them for a moment before he spoke again “And who are these ladies?” He asked Josh, smiling at you both.

After Josh’s very quick introduction of you guys you’d gathered the two were very close, and- very cute as their personalities clashed playfully. Tyler- the man now awkwardly standing in front of you as Josh and your friend chatted, seemed sweet. “So, this is your place?” you spoke, breaking the silence between you two, his eyes caught in yours when you asked “Uhh- yeah, well my parent’s really but they’re on a long vacation right now.” He replied, you followed his lips as he spoke, already feeling a bit fuzzy with a refill now in your cup.

“Mmm that’s nice, so you host parties here when they’re away” you said, gazing over his reflective eyes, he reached up to scratch his neck slightly, he was kind-of awkward in a way that peaked your interest “Yeah I mean, it’s definitely one way to make yourself known around here, parties” He replied, shrugging “And That’s what you want? To be ‘known around here’?” you asked, smirking, using your free hand to push a fallen strand of hair out of your face. He chuckled slightly at your words “Doesn’t everyone?” he said, you slightly tilted your head, shrugging at his question.

You both stared at each other, and your surroundings for a few minutes, basking in the music, conversation, and the heated feeling coursing through your body. Your cheeks felt flushed, you even lifted a hand up to feel your skin, it was hot to the touch and he noticed that. “Do you wanna head somewhere else? It’s better upstairs probably- colder I mean” Tyler asked, you hesitated for a moment before replying with a simple “Yeah” and downing the rest of your drink, it stung you for a moment before settling.

He spoke quickly to Josh, a farewell for you both before taking your arm and leading you through the crowd of bodies, not without a few pushes. Heading up the stairs was sorta difficult but his hand kept a steady lead on you as you pushed yourself upwards, feet heavy beneath you.

The hallways were still littered with a few bodies, you even managed to see a sloppy make out session between- not two but three people at the end of the hall, you mumbled a quiet “weird” mindlessly. You weren’t really paying attention to much until he pushed open, what you assumed to be his bedroom door.

The room wasn’t much, at least nothing you could specifically notice in your fuzzy mental state besides the dark gray walls that seemed to match him, you pondered if he was as intoxicated as you were. I guess your thoughts were answered when he slowly sat himself on the ground instead of the bed, or a chair. His eyes weren’t focused on anything in specific but the red tint in them was obvious, especially when he met yours.

You smiled to yourself, settling down on the carpet crisscrossed next to him. “Do you want to uhh- smoke?” He asked, smiling, reaching in his pocket for what seemed to be a cart. “Sure..” you replied. He reached out his arm, handing it to you, and you slowly put it to your lips. You held the smoke in your cheeks for a moment, before inhaling, it scratched at your throat before being let out.

Instantly, you coughed a few times, not the prettiest site that’s for sure. It was a moment before the slight feeling had settled in your mind. His eyes lingered on you before you handed it back, he lifted it to his own lips and you stared blankly at him as he repeated the same process. Watching the smoke slide out from his lips effortlessly ignited a feeling in your chest, it was probably the alcohol making you feel more flustered.

“You come here with anyone besides your friend?” He asked, obviously wanting to ask if you came here with a partner or something, ‘smooth’ you thought sarcastically. “Nope, just us” You smiled “She seems to be very interested in your friend, that Josh guy.” You spoke mindlessly. He nodded, grinning. Paying attention, you noticed his crooked smile for the first time, and lingered on the feeling his features left in your stomach. “Yeah I’ve certainly heard a lot about her from him” you both let out small giggles in the realization both your friends definitely were into each other.

The music boomed from downstairs, reaching the bedroom walls with its volume. It was silent between you two as you relaxed. The pair of you ended up deciding it would be comfier to lay down on the carpet side-by-side as you chatted with one another, staring up at the dimly lit ceiling of his room.

The walls were painted blue after he turned on a small colored light off in the corner of his room, it was less harsh then the original big light’s grasp over the room. You felt like you were someplace else now, more free then the messy crowd of your thoughts usually left you in. You both spoke mindlessly, on random topics that didn’t get you anywhere in the knowing-each-other-very-well department and yet you still felt closer to him at the moment than anyone else in the house.

“How come we’ve never talked to each other before?” he asked, pausing for a moment before continuing “I’ve definitely seen you around” his head was turned towards you, as was yours to him as your bodies sprawled out on the floor. You simply shrugged, glossing your eyes over the position in which you both laid. He hummed slightly in recognition of your response, tracing his fingers on the pocket outline of his joggers.

You bit your lip, chewing on it slightly as your mind was blank besides the occasional thought about the boy next to you. Your head turned towards him, carefully studying the way his chest rose and fell, the slight sigh that exited his lips every few minutes made its way into your ears. You lifted yourself slightly off the floor, enough to scoot yourself slightly over him, now with only your head hovering slightly over his.

His attention was now off the soulless wall and onto you “Hmm?” He hummed, half lidded eyes with tiredness looking up to you. You spoke softly then “Can i?” It was obvious what you were asking, though you had no idea where the burst of boldness came from. It was the moment, peaceful and drunk on the silence between the two of you that caused the tension to rise. He only stared at you for a moment, slightly taken aback before he replied “Yeah”.

It was a ‘why not?’ moment, at least that's what you thought, and assumed he shared that idea. You hovered over him for a moment before leaning forward and placing your lips onto his. It was a chapped kiss, but you could hardly care, with the dryness of your throat it felt good to indulge in someone else’s. The position was awkward, with you slightly on your side and him laying flat down, so you scooted closer, lifting your leg and straddling him on the floor.

The kiss was hardly broken before you dove back into it, clashing your lips with his before the wetness of your tongues got involved. It was teethy just a bit, in a momentarily relaxed humorous way, you couldn’t help but smile into the heated kiss, and his hands snakes their way around your waist. Your shirt was slightly slid up at the moment with you on top of him, and his fingers found their way inside, heating your bare skin with his calloused fingers, you wondered if he’s ever played an instrument with the way his hands ignited your skin as they explored.

You felt it against you now as you slightly grinded on his body, he groaned and bit your lip accidentally “shit- sorry” Is all he mumbled before gliding his tongue over the wound. All you could do is moan in response to his quick actions, it was fast and yet felt so slow. He broke the kiss for a moment, panting as were you. His hands pulled your top slightly before his eyes met yours, as if asking ‘could I?’ with no words at all, you simply guided his hands further to take your top off and discard behind you.

It was clear you both weren’t in the best mind-space to do what you were doing. It was fast, random, and possibly a stupid idea, yet you couldn’t stop and neither could he. It was hot, the air around you, even after going top-less. The clothes-discarding was messy for both of you, sliding his ridiculous beanie off his head and looking up to you for assistance gliding his sweater over his head. He was slightly sitting up at this point, running his hands down your back to unclasp the one item between him and your tits.

He was eager, you could feel it underneath you, even being this close to him sent waves of pleasure down your spine, your heart tingled with that familiar feeling of warmth, lust mistaken for love. When you reached down to pull down your bottoms he paused “Are you sure- you want to?” he asked, in a breathy voice that made you even more flustered “I’m sure” you replied in a softer voice before sliding your bottoms down your legs awkwardly. In this mist of that he began doing the same.

He leaned upwards again, pressing his nose into your neck “Do you wanna move to the bed?” He spoke slowly, you gave him a quick “Mhm..” before you both stood up, dizzy with arousal and your medicated state of mind. You both stepped on your own discarded clothes before falling onto the bed, your lips entwined as you did so. He was on top of you now, both of you left in nothing but the lower part of your underwear.

He pressed sloppy kisses to your chin, leading down into your neck and you moaned “Tyler..” saying his name felt so dirty, he was after all practically a stranger you’d just met, you felt dirty, but in a way you liked how the spur of the moment made you feel. It was erotic how he pressed his lips to your chest, cupping one of your breasts with his hand while the other one made its way down to the band of your underwear slightly tugging on it before sliding it down your bare legs.

You panted underneath him, blinking slowly, batting your eyelashes at him as he tugged his own boxers down his legs, tossing them off the bed. You guided your eyes down his length before kissing him tightly again. His rough fingers found their way to your folds gliding them in place, you moaned a breathy moan, mouth gaped open. “s-shit” he said, noticing how your arousal was already wet to the touch.

He stopped his fingers for a moment, lowering himself down your body slightly. You watched through half-lidded eyes as he stroked his dick a few times before positioning it between your folds. He kissed you, hard and slid into the warmth of your cunt, losing his breath in the process. “Fuck” he groaned into your mouth, you could only whine into his, sliding your fingers up his neck to tussle his hair between them. It took him a moment to fully insert himself into you, but once he did he slowly started rocking himself against you.

Your bodies grinded into one mess, his cock pumping in and out of you, you swore if you put a hand to your stomach you might be able to feel him inside of you. The feeling of arousal not only flooded your mind but you could feel it coating his dick as he pushed in and out of you. Your eyes were shut, basking in the lustful emotions that coursed throughout your body. Your skin was sweaty to the touch, and so was his.

You followed the tattoos on his arm up to his bicep, grabbing it when he picked up the pace. The erotic noises that left your mouth would put sober you to shame but right now you could give less of a shit. The music was loud, you hoped it was loud enough to drown out the slapping of skin between you both. As he pumped himself in and out of you, you reached a hand down to rub your clit softly, only increasing the pleasure.

He leaned into your neck again, breath hot against you, you shivered. Whining and moaning as he sucked on your supple skin, leaving marks that you were sure you’d need a shit ton of color corrector and concealer for in the morning. You felt you were coming to an end, the heat in your stomach beginning to come loose. A wave of heat coursed through you before you came crashing down with a loud moan, white poured out of your cunt and onto his dick “Fuuuck me, you’re so perfect” He spoke up finally, still thrusting he rode out your high, reaching his own in the process.

His features squinted, eyebrows raised in ecstasy. He pulled out of you quickly before he gave out, giving his own dick a few strokes before spurting his seed onto your stomach. The air was heavy with panting between the both of you, and he flopped over to the other side of the bed. At this point you barely felt the drunk of alcohol anymore, just exhausted and still high, wiping beads of sweat off your forehead.

“We should do this- again sometime” he said, chuckling softly, all you could do is snort at his boldness, leaning over to kiss him again. “Mind if I stay the night?” you asked, he only smiled at you before pulling the covers over you both, which smelt strongly of you both now.

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oldiesstationlover11607 · 3 months ago

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Secret Relationship - SAI!Josh x Fem!Joseph!Reader

Pairing: Josh Dun x Fem!Joseph!Reader - Tyler's younger sister

Warnings: Some swearing, Tyler threatening Josh

Word Count: 1445

Summary: Josh and Y/N have been hiding their relationship from Tyler for a year but when they go on tour everything goes wrong.

PART 2

The Takeover Tour. My brother Tyler had invited me to go on tour with him and Josh this cycle. It was the final year of my studies and I’d arranged to finish my work online while on tour, lucky me. Scaled and Icy was my favorite of all Twenty One Pilots’ albums to date, the bright colors and propaganda concept had made a nice change in their discography. The boys were soundchecking and I’d decided to sit in on it, listening to their music while working on my laptop. Josh was sitting on his drum throne scrolling on his phone and waiting for Tyler to talk to one of the sound guys. A notification popped up on my computer.

Josh: Hi

I looked up and flashed him a smile.

Y/N: Hi :)

Josh and I had been secretly dating for the last year, and Tyler had no idea, which meant we had to hide it while we were on tour. It was easy for us to sneak around back home because Tyler wasn’t always around but here on tour, it was almost impossible.

Josh: What’cha working on?

Y/N: An essay about the French revolution. What’s up?

Josh: Oui Oui

Josh: Um, I was wondering if you wanted to go hang out in the tour bus after soundcheck. Have some alone time before the show.

Y/N: You know I’d jump at the opportunity for alone time with you J

I smiled up at Josh to see him wink at me.

Y/N: Don’t let Tyler catch you looking at me like that Mr Dun

Josh: Even if he did catch me Miss Joseph, he’d never assume that we’re together.

The boys worked till about 4:30, Tyler went back to his dressing room and Josh ran out to the bus. I made sure to wait a few minutes before running out after him. The bunks Josh and I were staying in were right next to each other, both on the top at the back of the bus, meaning that if we were about to get caught, we’d know. It had been a while since we’d actually touched one another and it had practically been torture. Josh was wearing a black t-shirt that perfectly showed off the beaded necklace I’d gotten him when the album came out, a necklace that Tyler had no idea I’d gifted Josh.

“Come here,” Josh held out his arms and I walked slowly into them. I breathed in his scent, a warm vanilla smell that reminded me of a candle I used to burn in my room. Josh had been growing out his hair for a while, meaning that all the color he’d dyed into it had been cut off and replaced by a curly brown mop I’d loved more than anything else he’d even done with it.

“How much longer do we have to keep this up Josh? I hate lying to people about us, especially to Tyler,” I laid my head against his chest and he wrapped his arms around me.

“Just a few more weeks. I swear, we’ll tell him once tour is over,” he sighed. We walked into the back lounge and closed the doors, cuddling under a blanket. I wanted to tell Tyler more than anything but I knew he’d kill us. Knowing his little sister and best friend had been together behind his back for a year would hurt him more than anything else could. I moved so that I was laying on Josh’s chest, eyes closed from the long day of work.

“I’m so tired,” I yawned.

“Then go to sleep babe, I’ll wake you up when I have to go get ready for the show,” I nodded, finally accepting that I deserved some much needed rest. Josh placed a kiss on my head, his arms cradling me in a perfect position. “I’ve got you.”

An hour later

My eyes were slow to open, but as I heard the sliding door move I sat up faster than Josh could say ‘I love you’.

“Josh! Josh!” I frantically shake him awake.

“What fuck are you two doing?” A voice. Tyler’s voice. Tyler never swore, which meant this was bad, really bad.

“Oh man,” Josh ran a hand through his curls. We were in big trouble. Tyler looked shell shocked, his entire body stiff with anger. “Tyler I swear it isn’t what it looks like.”

“Really? Because what it looks like is my best friend and little sister are–” he paused, an expression of nausea crossed his face “it looks like you’re a lot more comfortable with each other than I thought you were, which means you’ve been hiding something from me.” It was exactly what it looked like. I stood up, feeling tears build up in my eyes. I reached a hand out for Tyler but he jerked back. “Don’t touch me Y/N.”

“I’m sorry. I didn’t know what to do Tyler, I didn’t know how to tell you,” I muttered.

“Oh so you thought you’d lie to me. How long has this been going on?” He looked desperate to know everything.

“A year,” Josh sighed.

“A year?! Y/N don’t you see he’s clearly trying to take advantage of you?” Tyler brought his hands up to cover his face. “I can’t believe you’d do this to her man.” He was blaming Josh. I couldn’t let that happen. The two most important people in my life were not going to fight because I decided to date my brother’s best friend. Josh looked destroyed inside. He was speechless.

“He’s not doing anything, okay? I’m happy with him. He’s been the most supportive person I’ve ever been with,” I laid a hand on Tyler’s shoulder, this time he didn’t move away.

“You ever hurt her and I’ll kill you Josh,” Tyler seethed, Josh’s head hung low. “But if you’re happy Y/N then I trust you. You’ve never shown me that I shouldn’t trust you.” He was letting us stay together? Tyler? My brother who never let me date anyone ever was letting me stay with Josh. I pulled him in tightly for a hug.

“I love you Ty.”

“Yeah, yeah, I know. Josh you need to get ready for the set, we’re on in 30,” he looked over me to Josh.

“I’m so sorry man, I should’ve told you sooner,” his voice was breaking.

“Don’t apologize. You care about her, you should’ve told me sooner, but I know now and that’s all that matters. Now, we’ve got a show to put on. I’ll see you out there,” he smiled, before leaving the bus. Finally Josh and I were alone again.

“Are you okay?” I asked, cupping his face.

“Not really. I feel like crap. I royally messed up and now I have to go play a show in front of thousands of fans when all I want to do is crawl up into a ball and cry,” he shook his head in an attempt to wave off the tears. I pressed a kiss to his lips which he lazily returned.

“You still love me right? This hasn’t messed anything up?” I searched his eyes looking for an answer.

“I still love you Y/N, I’m just gonna have to figure out how to protect you from the world now. People are going to know about us now and I don’t want you to get hurt. Not to mention that Tyler and I’s dynamic is probably going to change now”

“You’re forgetting my brother is the frontman of this band Josh. I’ve had to deal with the fame stuff since I was 17. And Tyler doesn’t hate you, he’s just going to have to get used to us,” I smiled, dropping my hands from his face.

“I guess you’re right,” he nodded, leaning forward to kiss me. I gripped the back of his neck and pulled him in closer, deepening the kiss. He was perfect in every way and finally he was able to be mine. “I love you,” he sighed into a soft smile.

“JOSH! I swear, I have no idea what you’re doing in there but if you don’t get out here and on that damn stage I will tell Tyler what you two have been doing for the last year!” A voice that could only be Mark’s shouted from outside the bus. Josh got up quickly and ran in the direction of the stage as I followed slowly behind him.

“I’m not even going to ask how you know we’re together but FYI Mark, Tyler walked in on us half an hour ago, so you’re a little bit behind with the blackmail.”

Please submit any requests y'all have! I love to write so let me know if you've got any!

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fairlylocalkatiee · 1 month ago

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Guys… blurry face choking fic anyone ANYONEEEEEEE

STOPPPPP AHHHH one like and I write this smut

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z0mbiekisses · 1 month ago

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Another request QUEEN!! I loved loved loved the Josh fic it was amazing and has me coming back for more! First of all though, how are you? I realised we haven't talked much before lol. Anyways, my amazing spectacular request!!

RAB Tyler who is best friends/hiding his feelings with the reader. She's someone who works super hard, gets good grades and almost drives herself insane with all the extra curriculars she does yet still doesn't feel good enough. After having a stressful day she stops by his house feeling worthless and he comforts her, refusing to let her believe she's not amazing.

Thanks bestie!

AHHH THANK YOU BFF!!!🤗🤗 thank you so much for requesting more, you’re always welcomed i LOVE your ideas . i did kind of write this in a highschool setting 😣😣.

i’m okayy, very tiredd BUT we’ll push on through (hehe)💪 TYSM FOR ASKING, how are you??😁 it’s always nice to hear from you 🫶

thank you guys so much for ur recent support!! it means smmm, sorry this took so long and it’s short, i have some more things in the drafts that hopefully make up for it 🫶 requests are opened !!🩶

THIS IS ME TRYING !

i always did my best. in school, life, everything. i needed to get into college, i NEEDED to get out of my house. however, college isn’t cheap. and i don’t exactly have the best support system, so it’s up to me. i’m in film club, national honors society and student council. i spend whatever free time studying or at my best friend, tyler’s house. it’s overwhelming, but i didn’t have many options. if i wanted to get into a good school and start living my life the way I want to, this had to be done. but today was rough, i spent all of last night finishing my college essay just to go to school bright and early the next day. i was so exhausted, but what else was new. except i had a test in my first two classes, a presentation for national honors society. and i had to stay late for a student council meeting.

i was used to the stress, however today was just awful. every little thing that could go wrong went wrong. i was late to school because my car broke down, which meant i missed taking the test. i tried to beg my teacher to still let me take it but he only said he'll think about letting me make it up. i NEEDED to take this test, it was a huge part of my grade. it wasn't fair. i gave my presentation for NHS, which went fine. except everyone's presentations were WAY better than mine was. it was obvious the amount of effort and time they spent on it, sure i put effort into mines. i was just missing the time, since i stayed up all night wednesday putting it together. i felt like an idiot. i sat alone at lunch, i only shared my lunch period with one of my friends. but she was busy hanging with her boyfriend. i ended up skipping and just spending the time volunteering at the library. the more hours the better. the day seemed to drag on, especially since i had to stay later. like most if not all the other kids who did student council, we were only doing it for our college applications. i didn't get along well with the other kids. not in the way where we would fight or anything. they were all just so pretentious and snobby. they would always undermind me, as if i could never be an intellectual individual like them. i spent the whole 4 hours i had to stay there wanting to stick my face in a hot pan of oil. when it was all FINALLY over, i sat in my car for a minute. i felt so.. worthless. everything i did didn't feel like enough, maybe it wasn't enough. what's the point of doing all these things if i wasn't even good at any of it? it wasn't long before tears filled my eyes. but i watched as the other kids from student council walked over to their fancy cars. and i realized the last thing i needed was for them to see me crying in car that probably should've been in a junkyard AGES ago. i didn't want to go home, my parents would only make me feel worse. i called tyler and asked if i could come over. he said yes and with that i drove over to his house in silence. my thoughts racing through my head were the only things i could hear. i will never be good enough. for anyone, for anything. what is the point in even trying?

eventually i knocked on tyler's door. to which he answered with a smile. it was a struggle for me to return one back. i didn't say anything at first, tyler was telling me about some story about him and josh. i couldn't focus though, my head was spinning. tyler noticed, he reached out and touched my shoulder lightly. "what's going on y/n?", tyler spoke softly. i tried to shrug it off, but tyler was more stubborn than i was.

"i know you're not okay, what's up?", tyler looked over at me softly. i wanted to tell him not to worry about it. my problems were stupid anyways. but i knew tyler wasn't one to let these kind of things go.

"what is the point of trying if i'll never be good enough.."

"trying to do what?"

"everything.", i let out a sigh.

"all i do is try, try, try. and yet i always fall short every single time i mean- it's exhausting.", as much as i tried to fight it tears fell from my eyes.

"i'm not good enough i-"

"y/n please.", tyler reached out and held my hand.

"you are more than amazing. you are the most hard working, driven person i know."

"you have to say that-"

"i mean it.", my cloudy eyes met tyler's brown ones.

"i think you're more than enough, you have such amazing things ahead of you. and that's all because of your dedication. i'm so proud of you.", i practically fell into tyler's arms. he rubbed my back as he spoke over my muffled sobs.

"you're so perfect to me y/n, i admire you.", those word silenced the negative thoughts pounding in my head. tyler's arms made me feel safe. i finally felt okay. i always knew tyler had a way with words thanks to his music. but this was so much better than that. i finally felt like i was enough.

“look at me y/n.”, i hesitated for a moment before i lifted my head up. this was the closest we’ve ever been, our inches only inches away from each other.

“i think you’re so lovely.”, my cheeks flushed a little bit. tyler’s compliment making my heart skip a beat.

“as long as you think so.”

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squiidiot · 27 days ago

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save me tyler from the level of concern music video!! save meee

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sm1ther33ns · 28 days ago

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Something New (Tyler Joseph x Reader x Josh Dun)

Title; Something New Pairing; Tyler Joseph x AFAB!Reader x Josh Dun Rating: Explicit CW; Smut, Anal Sex, Threesome, Double Penetration

summary; You've been wanting to try something with Josh and Tyler for a while now, and when you finally get the courage to ask them, it's almost surprising how fast they agree to give it a shot.

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You had asked Tyler and Josh the question anxiously at first. Your fingers fiddling with one another, picking at your hangnails as you mumble the words with a red flush to your cheeks. You had needed to repeat yourself, your words too soft and fast in the first pass of the request for them to even consider what it was. When you stuttered it out again, though, their reactions weren’t fully what you expected.

You didn’t expect Tyler’s eyebrows to raise, a hot flush on his face while Josh’s smile was delighted, warm and wide with a spark of something deep beneath brown eyes. He had such beautiful brown eyes. You couldn’t help but admire them when you were all together. His perfect teeth shimmered through parted lips. If he had a tail, it would probably be wagging in your direction, he looked like a kid on Christmas. The thought of being a present for him to unwrap made you shiver.

“Are you sure it’s what you want?” Tyler asked, hesitation in his voice as he reached out towards you. His hand held your own, a gentle squeeze of reassurance as he tilted his head with a concerned gaze, “We won’t force you if it’s not something-.”

“I brought it up,” You cut him off before he could talk you out of it with both of your anxieties rushing to the forefront, “I-I wouldn’t have if I…I didn’t want it so…”

Josh’s hand was on your opposite wrist now, his grip far firmer than Tyler’s. Far more intimate. It was nearly trembling with excitement, as if this were something he had been waiting for you to say. He addressed both you and Tyler as he spoke, his voice light and a little too eager, “Well, if that’s what you want, I’m more than happy to try it out. Tyler?”

It was up to him. The both of you eyed the singer curiously, and he licked his lips in hesitation as he thought over the concept you had offered up. Eventually, however, his cheeks flushed red as he nodded ‘yes’ in return. Your eyes lit up, glimmering with an excitement that made Josh laugh and Tyler choke on air. They both sat up in front of you, Josh never letting go of your wrist as he pulled you close to him and gave you a long, languid kiss. You returned it needily, pressing your mouth harder against his, almost demanding that he open his mouth to let you lap inside. This only made him laugh as he, instead, leaned deeper into you and took your bottom lip between his teeth to give a playful bite. You squealed, giggling as he let go.

Tyler tilted your head towards him after, his kiss far softer than Josh’s, but no less intense as he held your cheek in his palm. He acted as though he was cradling a treasure close to him, and you relaxed into his sweet attention after a few moments. He hummed, appreciative of your guiding mouth, and willingly parted his lips as the both of you moaned into it. Josh watched, fascinated. When you and Tyler finally separated, hot and heavy, Josh laughed and brought your attention back to him by holding your chin between his thumb and forefinger.

“We’re excited,” Josh promised earnestly, “But we need to get you ready first, baby.”

The sultry words made your face flush, and you couldn’t have given him a nod of consent fast enough.

This was how you found yourself, naked and squirming on your shared bed. While Tyler and Josh finished up a bit more work for their next album, more discussions and emails than anything else, they had sat you on the bed to get ready. Getting ready, apparently, meant shoving a very smooth, metallic butt plug into your ass and holding it there until they finished up and came back to play with you some more.

The sensation of the plug stretching your ass out was bliss, something of a strong and wonderful pressure that made you clench around it eagerly. You longed to trail your hand down to your folds and spread yourself open. To plunge your own fingers inside of yourself and bring the pleasure thats been slowly building from the excitement to a crescendo. But no. You had to be good. Tyler might have been forgiving in you cheating the orders, but Josh certainly wasn’t. So you did your best, you really did, and tried to focus on games on your phone more than the stretch of your hole.

Eventually you were just on your back, legs rubbing together as you bit your lip. You felt like you wanted to cry. You wanted to just play with yourself already. Were they taking this long on purpose? You were torn between screaming and disobeying, both tempting but equally terrifying.

Then the door finally opened. You sat up immediately, gasping as the plug shifted inside of you, and used your arms to support your weight as Josh and Tyler entered the room.

Both fully clothed men eyed your naked form on the bed, a light of lust sparking in both of their eyes at the sight of you squirming and whimpering on the bed. Your teary, wet eyes looked up with desperation as you bit your lower lip and whimpered at them again, their names falling shakily from your lips as you spoke. Tyler visibly licked his lips, walking a few steps closer in his own eagerness. Josh joined him, and soon both of them sat on either side of you on the bed.

“You look so pretty like this,” Tyler complimented, hand reaching out to encompass your upper thigh. He rubbed his thumb in circles on your bare skin, making you shiver as he leaned forward to kiss your neck. He did so gently, carefully, and you moaned as you tilted your head to give the singer better access.

Josh hummed in approval of the sight before joining in. His mouth found your collar bone on the opposite side of Tyler, nipping more than kissing. The dual sensations made you squirm and keen into them both, body trembling as you did so. Josh’s hand rested on your knee, prying you open so that your core was exposed to the chilled air. Your flesh broke out in goosebumps as you whined again.

“This wet and all we did was put a plug in you.” Josh mused against your skin, calloused fingers dipping down to skim your folds. You gasped, hearing the way your slickness made an audible squishing noise as Josh gathered it up. It shimmered on his finger, a a brief string of stickiness attaching it still to you before it broke off. You blushed, embarrassed. Tyler had stopped kissing you and was looking at Josh’s finger in awe. Almost hunger. Josh locked eyes with Tyler, a silent communication between your lovers that you couldn’t understand, but they could.

So you watched as Tyler leaned forward and took Josh’s fingers in his mouth, tongue swirling along each digit. He lapped up your taste from the drummer’s fingers, his hand squeezing your thigh tighter as he moaned at the taste of you.The sight caused your ears to turn red and your legs to attempt to close in order to relieve the ache growing between them. Josh kept your thigh fully open with a firm grip of one hand, smirking out of the corner of his eye in a way that made you sit up a little straighter.

“Good boy.” Josh smiled, almost lightly at Tyler, and the other keened appreciatively at the praise. Soon their attention was turned back to you, and you felt pinned beneath both of their gazes. You looked up, unsure of who to maintain eye contact with, when Josh reached down again. This time, his finger pressed down on the butt plug in your ass, twisting it and pushing it in further. You keened in surprise, hips bucking on instinct. Josh groaned at the sight, and Tyler was already shifting his legs to hide his hard on.

“God…” Tyler whispered, a rare murmur of the lord’s name in vain. You blushed as Josh laughed, reaching for the plug and then slowly easing it out of your aching ass. The whine that left your throat at the loss of fullness was involuntary, but made both men eye you with surprise. You averted your gaze, too embarrassed to look at them.

“Looks pretty ready to me,” Josh observed as a finger circled around your wet, lubed entrance. The tip of his digit slid into your waiting hole, the sensation far different from the plug but much more pleasurable. He kept going until his whole index finger was inserted up to the knuckle. You felt him wiggle and push inside of your ass, stretching and teasing as you gasped and whined.

“What hole would you want, Ty?” Josh wondered, still pumping his finger inside of you before adding a second one.

Tyler, instead of speaking, raised a hand towards your dripping core. You whimpered as he slid two of his own fingers in easily, scissoring and stretching at the same time Josh was. The feeling of both of their fingers working you open for what was to come was too much. With the teasing you had suffered already, your body was sensitive and desperate. Your legs trembled and you felt the knot in your stomach grow tighter and tighter and tighter still.

“Jo-o…Ty…” You choked out through your pleasure, warning them best you could of your eminent orgasm.

Josh smiled, only adding the tip of his third finger as he pumped them mercilessly in your ass. Tyler followed his lead, sliding in another as he curled them up just enough to press the sensitive bundle of nerves hidden upwards. You were gone after that, your ass and pussy clenching around both of their digits as you came, squirting hard across Tyler’s hand and the bed sheets as you cried out louder than you had meant to.

Both boys paused as you caught your breath, stilling their movements with their fingers buried deep inside of you. You could feel Tyler’s fingers playing a melody inside of you like he would on a piano. Josh’s fingers, once in a while, teasingly scissored your ass open just to hear you moan and whimper from the sensitivity. After a few more moments of the air being able to return to your lungs, Tyler gave you a kiss to your forehead as he mumbled ‘ready?’ with an eager bait to his breath. For all of his silence throughout your proposal, his throbbing dick against your thigh was an obvious tell that he was probably the one the most into this concept.

With your nod of confirmation, the boys shifted you around with their own movements. They stripped out of their work clothes as they did, joining you in your nakedness. Their dicks stood at attention as their underwear slipped over it, heads throbbing and leaking precum onto the sheets. You licked your lips at the sight of them both, craving the texture and flavor of them in your mouth. Perhaps another night.

Soon Tyler was underneath you, his chest rising and falling as he held your thighs in a trembling grip. Josh was behind, cementing the fact that they had almost one-hundred percent discussed this scenario before and what side of you they’d rather be on for it. Tyler’s trembling, sweating form underneath you was always your favorite sight, especially when he bit his lip and his brows turned up into the sweetest, most horny look a guy has ever given you. You smile down at him ,reaching out to touch his cheek with your palm. He leans into it, nuzzling it in the hopes that it might please you into hurrying up.

Josh, on the other hand, was leaving kisses and bites along the back of your neck. He grazed his teeth between your shoulder blades as he pressed himself up against you, his cock sliding between your lubricated ass cheeks eagerly. You moaned as he made it back to your neck only to suck a harsh, biting bruise into the side of it, all but dragging his teeth into your flesh. Holding you down so he could rut against you. The difference between the both of them in handling you was always night and day, and the sensation was always amazing.

“Get on him,” Josh whispered, hands on your hips as he guided you over Tyler’s waiting dick, “I want you to get used to him before me.”

You moaned at the suggestion and wasted no time in obeying Josh’s orders. With trembling legs you lowered yourself down onto Tyler’s dick, letting it fill you inch by inch. You heard his breath hitch and stutter out weakly, his hands gripping your thighs like they were tethering him to earth. A whimper escaped his clenched teeth, his back arching as you clenched around him. You watched his Adam's apple bob, and couldn’t help but lean over and place a kiss on it.

The action made Tyler buck upwards inside of you, shoving the rest of his dick into you until he bottomed out. The action made you moan, head falling forward against his shoulder as he rolled his hips in a desperate attempt to feel more of you. Your body startled when you felt Josh’s finger push and play at your prepared asshole, almost impatient as you got used to Tyler’s slim, but long length kissing your insides. You dragged your nails down Tyler’s tattoo, and he whimpered.

After a minute you couldn’t take it anymore, gasping and looking over your shoulder to give Josh you're desperate, pleading permission. He grinned, toothy and excited, before kissing you. You twisted your head over your shoulder to allow it, ignoring the light pain of your un-stretched muscles. He released you and you steadied your hand on Tyler’s body. Tyler used all of his self control to still his hips, and you could feel the trembling beneath your thighs as you arched yourself to give Josh easier access.

“You okay?” Josh asked, careful in his tone as he touched the tip to your asshole. You gasped and shuddered, giving a nod and a weak, verbal confirmation, “Y-Yeah. P…Please, Josh.”

You could feel his smile as he exhaled, preparing himself as well. After a moment the blunt head of his lubed dick pressed forward into your ass. You whimpered at the stretch, just a little girthier than his fingers inside of you, but you tried your best to keep your lower hips relaxed to allow him in easier. You begrudgingly appreciated them, now, for leaving you to prep with your own butt plugs for a bit as your pre-stretched hole gave in easier than if it wasn’t. His head popped inside of you, making you moan, before he slowly inched the rest of his dick into your warm, heat.

Josh’s nails dug blunt crescents into your thighs as he all but dragged you back against him after a moment, bottoming out with a low groan. You whimpered and cried out, scrambling to keep your grip on Tyler’s body as you were dragged like some sort of toy. The thought made your cheeks glow red as Tyler whimpered from the change in pace, bucking up inside of you instinctively. When Tyler moved, it pushed you back further against Josh’s dick, jostling it inside of your intestines and making you cry out in delight.

That was the cue they needed. Josh grunted as he pulled you forward at the same time as Tyler did, dragging you back down onto Tyler’s full dick, making him moan in pleasure. Then you were pulled back quickly onto Josh’s dick, jostling you with surprise pleasure. The two set a pace like that, taking turns dragging you up and down their dicks. It was like they were sharing a sex doll. Using a cock sleeve. Your body was something of an item now, and it only made a fresh wave of wetness soak Tyler’s cock and your ass clenched around Josh’s. Both boys gasped at the feeling, guttural groans escaping them.

“You feel so good,” Josh gritted out through tight teeth as he fucked into you, “So fucking tight, God, we should have done this earlier. Fuck!”

“Y-Y-Yeah.” Tyler tried to agree with his boyfriend through his own hazed mind, “F-Feels re-really good…So good, so good, ah, Y/N-.”

They pushed their dicks inside of you in unison, so fast you could have sworn you felt them touch through your flesh. You lasted all of a second between their praise and unified thrusts, and came with a jolted groan that flew from your lips like water. Your air was knocked out of you as you fell onto Tyler’s chest, clenching and limp and sensitive in their arms as your cum dribbled down Tyler’s wet dick. Satisfied with you cumming first, Josh kissed your neck before resuming a brutal pace, selfish and focused on making himself cum. Understanding the situation, Tyler sped his own hips up to chase his release.

You were helpless between them as they fucked into you a while longer, your mind swirling with stars and pleasure as you babbled out their names between nonsensical whimpers. Your blood ran heavy in your ears, an ocean against your brain as you felt Josh’s hips stutter and Tyler let out a desperate, heavy whimper, and they both stilled in you. They throbbed and you felt a warmth spill into you from both ends, making your thighs lock up and your head throw back in ecstasy as you came for a final time to the feeling.

Soon the room was quiet, nothing but your heavy pants as each of you caught your breath. The air smelled of sweat and sex, your body aching as it reminded you of its presence, frustrated and snappy. Your arms trembled as you held yourself up over Tyler, whose own breath was ragged as his eyes screwed shut as he came down. Josh’s head rested on your back as he exhaled shaky, hot breaths on your skin.

“You okay?” Josh questioned, breathy but sincere.

“Y-Yeah,” You croaked out with a laugh, “So okay.”

This caused both of them to laugh. Josh kissed your back again, “I’ll pull out slowly, take it easy.”

True to his word, Josh took his time not to hurt your ass. You whimpered as he slipped out, feeling empty and gaping all of a sudden as your muscles pushed some of Josh’s cum out and onto the bed. In response, he gathered some on the tip of his finger and pushed it teasingly back into your ass, making you cry out in pleasure. Josh laughed, patting your hip in a playful manner.

Soon you were able to wiggle off of Tyler's dick with similar slowness, his moans joining yours as you detangled. It wasn’t long before the singer all but dragged you down next to him, caging you in his arms as he nuzzled in close. He was always the one to cuddle afterwards, and you didn’t deny him as you wrapped your arms around his waist and pulled him in. The bed dipped to your free side and Josh’s back pressed against yours again, his arms wrapping around both you and Tyler as he tugged you in close.

“Everything you ever dreamed of?” Josh laughed teasingly, but you could tell he was nervous about how he did with you for the first time. You brushed your leg against his own in the bed, a reassuring gesture, as you nodded with your eyes closed.

“And more.” You declared with honesty in your tone. This made both men relax against you as you drifted off into a truly exhausted sleep.

#tyler joseph x reader #josh dun x reader #top x reader #twenty one pilots x reader #x reader imagine #twenty one pilots #top #josh dun #tyler joseph #🔞

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when-worlds-end · 2 months ago

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Clancy!Tyler Joseph x F!Reader [18+]

All the sunshine boy can ask is, "how do you navigate?" And all the sunset girl can say is, "easy, I disassociate."

MASTERLIST | INTRODUCTION | CHAPTER ONE

AUTHOR NOTES

Yep... my obsession with TOP has bled from their music into the lore of Clancy, Torchbearer, Dema, and Trench... I hope you also enjoy this contribution to the lack of TOP fanfictions we currently have!!

The lore of Trench and Dema are still shrouded in shadow... so until Tyler Joseph comes out about the true lore... I am operating under the belief that after the original Clancy commits vialism, Tyler takes on the mantle of Clancy to continue his legacy.

Updates will be slow because I've put so much time into the planning of this story and every chapter needs to be as perfect as it can be... I'll post little blurbs/sneak peeks every so often!!

If you wanna read the non-reader-insert version of this story, click the Wattpad link (I like the websites formatting) : WIP because I haven't published it yet...

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soupiiiie · 1 month ago

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Since your requests are opened, I was thinking about platonic (or maybe not, that’s on you) 3rd member of TØP, like she was there from the beginning and all of that.

Appreciation

platonic!Tøp x reader

words: 912

genre: fluff

I received 2 requests like this so I wrote this for the both of them. Hope you enjoy :)

Today was another long day of lore writing and music video mapping. Tyler had appointed me to head of the ‘lore department’ as he called it. The three of us sat in his basement brainstorming and coming up with stories to tell in the videos and on tour. Josh sat with a laptop, making a list of everything to keep the story line straight. This was my favorite part of being friends with them, the behind the scenes stuff was always super interesting.

I met Tyler in the ninth grade, ever since then, we’d been inseparable. Having been there since the start of the band, Josh’s joining, to whom we had both clicked with instantly, the release of their first album, their first concert, to now, I was the third piece of their puzzle. I became their creative director, manager, booking agent, everything. They appreciated me more than they could describe. Hell, I even helped plan both of their weddings.

“Can we take a break for food? My stomach is starting to eat itself,” I yawned and stretched out my sore neck, “plus, we could all give our brains a break.”

Josh nodded in agreement and rubbed his eyes, “I agree, I’ll drive, you guys pick where we go.” He stood up and grabbed the keys out of his hoodie hanging on the chair Tyler was sitting on.

“Let’s go to the diner down the street, papa wants a milkshake.” Josh and I gave Tyler a weird look before bursting out laughing.

“Please, never, ever, refer to yourself as ‘papa’ ever again.” I exclaimed between laughs.

Tyler rolled his eyes and stood, starting toward the stairs to the basement, “you guys just don’t get me.” He said sarcastically and dramatically sauntered up the stairs, “Lets go people, hustle, hustle.” We heard him call from the top.

Josh just rolled his eyes jokingly and ran toward the stairs with me behind him. Once we got in the car, me in the back and Tyler in the passenger seat, we started for the diner, letting whatever was on the radio play quietly. “Do you think the fans will like the new lore coming with the album?” I asked nervously, scared that the clique won’t appreciate all the time and effort we’ve been putting into Clancy.

“Of course they’ll love it. They’ve been lore hungry since Trench.” Josh said while Tyler nodded in agreement before chiming in.

“And if they don’t, we’ll blame it on you.” Sarcasm was his way of showing his love. I rolled my eyes at this. “Ha ha, very funny.” We made it to the diner and once Josh parked, we headed inside and found a booth in the corner. The waitress came over to take our orders and bring us our drinks and once she was gone, we settled into a comfortable silence.

Coming up with story lines had taken a huge toll on all of us mentally. We had spent countless nights trying to perfect everything before the album release. I had spent so much time helping Mark film and edit music videos, helping Tyler make the backing tracks for the tour, helping Josh dye his hair. But soon enough it would pay off. We all knew it would.

After we ate, we headed back to get more work done. When we went back down to the basement, the boys shuffled off to the corner whispering to each other. I was confused but ignored them and went back to my notes, writing more ideas to share later. After a few minutes, there was a tap on my shoulder, I turned around to see both boys standing with their hands behind their backs. Giving them a questioning look and tilting my head slightly I asked, “what are you goobers doing?”

They smiled and Tyler spoke, “Well, since you’ve been helping us so much with the album and tour, and just being our best friend forever…” He trailed off and Josh continued.

“We decided that we would get you something to show our appreciation for you.” They both outstretched their hands from behind their backs. Tyler held up a crew t-shirt that read ‘3rd Member’ on the back with the band logo beneath it, while Josh held a mug that said ‘Best band member’ and a card. My smile grew as I reached for the card and began to read the contents.

“Dear y/n, you’ve been here since the beginning and we can’t thank you enough for all you’ve done. You’re the best friend we could’ve ever asked for. We love you. Love, Ty and Josh <3” Tearing up at the note, I stood and brought them both into a hug. “Thank you so much. I love you guys too.” I pulled away, kissing their cheeks before taking the mug and shirt and placing them with the card.

“We felt like we haven’t really shown you how much you mean to us. You really are the best friend we could ever have.” Tyler said, sitting back down in his chair. Josh followed his actions and grabbed the laptop he was using before.

“Yeah, don’t ever think we don’t appreciate you.” He said with a gentle glance. I couldn’t have asked for better friends in my life.

“Of course, and don’t think I don’t appreciate you two either.” I said looking between them. We all smiled at each other before returning to our respective tasks at hand. I wouldn’t trade them for the world.

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anyaisop · 1 month ago

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WE NEED PEOPLE TO START WRITING READER FICS AGAIN!!

IM DESPERATE! 😭

(I’m so desperate I starting writing myself 😭🫡)

#tyler joseph #twenty one pilots #twenty øne piløts #tyler joseph x reader #josh dun x reader #PLEASE PEOPLE #josh dun

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j-jinxee · 8 months ago

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[ ⟡ ] — RUNAWAY,,

Criminal! Tyler Joseph x Reader

✦ [warnings — Small wounds, guns, police, smn gets tased, kissing]

A/N – aight guys so I'm too impatient to write an actual story and like, make a proper beginning yk? So let's just pretend I wrote an actual start and move on, sick.

Tyler hadn't said much about himself, just that he needed to get far away from here, but he had no money. Saying that he got involved with the "wrong people" and can't get out of it now.

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You began to pull into a roadside motel. After a full day of driving with this stranger, all you wanted was to get out of this car. You knew Tyler wouldn't actually hurt you, he just needed to act as if he would to stall the police. You'd met Tyler that morning, at your usual coffee shop. He'd been politely asking people for money, simply to get a cab and get as far away from here as he possibly could. When he asked you, you decided to engage in conversation, his demeanour intrigued you. Although, you couldn't recall the conversation due to all the intense events that happened afterwards. Which lead you to end up here, in the middle of nowhere in some sketchy motel, with a criminal stranger.

You both made your way out of the car, Tyler walked a little faster than you, probably to minimise the amount of people seeing him. Making his way to the front desk and asking for a room, you strolled around the lobby, looking at this rundown little establishment that you probably never had known about if it wasn't for today. You assumed you'd be ok out here, Tyler wasn't a famous criminal or anything, and even if the police did find you, they'd think he held you hostage, not that you were cooperating with him. You only cooperated because he had a gun, sure you could tell he'd never use it, but it's still intimidating when someone's pointing it at you.

"Hey, cmon.." you heard Tyler call as he started walking towards the steps. You hurried behind him and made your way to the room, being greeted by peeling wallpaper and a TV that didn't work, but atleast the beds looked clean. Already feeling sleepy when you sat down, since your adrenaline had shot up multiple times today, really taking its toll on you, but you couldn't fall asleep just yet. You needed to take your makeup off, brush your teeth, you know the regular night stuff.

Before you could even check if the motel provided toothbrushes, Tyler had already shut and locked the bathroom door. You weren't mad, but he could've said something to be less rude. You assumed he was showering, since that's the only reason to lock the bathroom door, so you just waited for your turn.

After about two minutes, your thoughts were interrupted by faint sounds coming from the bathroom. Small noises of discomfort, every few seconds, what was he doing? You got up and knocked on the door, "you ok in there?" "Yeah, I'm fine."

"Can I come in?" You asked quietly, "sure." You heard the lock click, allowing the door to open. Your eyes were met with the sight of Tyler attempting to get the shards of glass out of the small cuts on his face. They'd been there all day, but this is the first time he'd gotten to a mirror. "Woah! hey hey nonono, don't do it like that. You'll cut your fingers aswell." He was attempting to just pull them out with his hands, which would've been fine if his hands weren't shaking. Thankfully you happened to have tweezers in your pocket, so you asked him to sit down and have you take them out for him.

"Can I... ?" You referred to touching his face to keep your hands steady. He gave you a slight nod, making you proceed with the small operation. There were three small slits on his left cheek, two on the bridge of his nose, and one on his right eyebrow. You thought it'd be best to not ask how he got these, he seemed like he wanted to act as if it didn't happen. He avoided eye contact the whole time, looking anywhere but your face, making it hard for you to concentrate. While delicately picking out the glass from his skin, you absent mindedly studied his features. His messy brown hair that framed his face perfectly, his dark eyes that may not have looked at you, but you could still tell were mesmerising, and his scars, even though they hurt, they weirdly suited him.

"All done!" You said smiling, you'd usually disinfect them too but, you didn't exactly have the right equipment to do so in this tiny motel room. So you substituted with cutips and water, sure it wouldn't keep bacteria out, but it'll atleast get the dry blood off. "Stay there" you told him, going to grab some cutips from the bathroom. Coming back with a few damp ones, you gently held his face up and wiped off the blood. His eyes finally looked up to meet yours, you felt inclined to hold eye contact, but you were half way through a job.

"Ok, done for real now" You smiled, though his first reaction was to reach up and touch his wounds. "Don't do that! You'll make them worse." He seemed to listen, even if it was a bad habit he had. "Thankyou" he looked up at you, "you've been the first to treat me like a human in a while." You saddened hearing his statement, "Tyler..." you began, "you don't have to tell me but, what exactly got you here?" Saying you were eager to know was an understatement, but you weren't gonna push his boundaries, even if he dragged you into something you never wanted to be a part of.

He started with a sigh, then quietly explained the events that lead to this. Telling you how he desperately needed to help out his parents, leading him to work for the wrong people, and getting wrapped up with their shit in the process. They forced him to do things that'd land him in prison for life, but he'd made a mistake, now the police were after him aswell as those shady pricks. His voices started to shake, causing you to look at him properly, his eyes were watering as tears began to fall, landing on the dirty carpet beneath him. Saying he just wanted out of all this, "I've put you in danger now too I- I just, fuck. I can't do this anymore" he stood up and started talking with his hands more, gesturing to himself and you. Saying he's just sick of hurting people when his soul intention was to help. You realised you'd probably get kicked out if he got any louder, so you had to stop him gently.

"Tyler, Tyler hey" you placed your hands on his forearms, stopping his frantic gestures. He stopped and looked you right in the eyes, you could see how broken and tired he felt. "This isn't your fault. You had no way of knowing, I can tell you meant well, ok?" You spoke softly, attempting to calm him down with your words. "Anyone would've made the same mistake, it's just hard for others to see when they're not in the same position as you." You reached up to wipe the tears off his face, "I can tell you're a good person, that's why I haven't tried to run. I haven't felt threatened by you at all." You could see his eyes gain a tiny bit of light, "I will stay, and help you get out, ok?"

His dark eyes stared right back into yours. After a few seconds of comfortable silence, they darted to different points of your face, going from your eyes to your lips, analysing them quite obviously. They landed back on your eyes once more, his lips separated, "can I kiss you?" You felt an involuntary smile creep onto your lips, "sure" he leant in and closed the gap between you both, your hands still on his face and jawline. You felt him smile aswell, both of you were comforted by the complete stranger touching your lips right now, why?

This was the last place you expected to be today, feeling this wanted criminal so intently while he was pressed up against you. You both pulled away for air, but not before opening your eyes to gaze into eachothers souls. His eyes regained some light as he saw further and further into your beautiful iris'. You didn't even know this boys last name, but right now, the only thing you wanted was to be around him, he gave you a new sense of life.

Just for all of that to be interrupted by a familiar sound of the door being kicked down. You both jumped and let go of eachother, facing towards the now busted open door as police rapidly came into the room. You looked at Tyler in a panic, forgetting they were only after him, just for him to get tased immediately. He fell onto the bed and started screaming in pain, "Stop! Stop it! He didn't hurt me!" You immediately stated to the police. He was cuffed and dragged out of the room in an instant, you were pretty sure he was also knocked unconscious. An officer came over to you, "Let's get you outta here, we'll get started on pressing charges don't worry." "No! I don't want to press charges!" You stated desperately, hoping to explain everything that's actually happened before Tyler gets taken away in their car. They didn't stop though, hauling him off aggressively and shoving him into the car, he wasn't exactly innocent, but if they could just listen to him explain the full story- I'm sure they could understand.

The sirens echoed through your head as you started to dissociate, you had no idea what would happen now. ----------------------------------------------------

This is so random pls but I love Criminal Tyler who's actually innocent hehe <33 anyway I should write for Josh now aye.

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clancysjumpsuit · 3 months ago

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If You Need Anyone

chapter three

clancy x reader

chapter one, chapter two

That night after you’re led back to your room, you sneak out again. You want to read more of Clancy’s letters, you want to look at more of what’s inside his mind and what he knows. You know it’s wrong to go around and poke your nose in places it doesn’t belong, but this is Dema you’re in. Everything is wrong here.

You walk quietly, counting four doors down again and see that Clancy’s door is open. You’re about to step inside, looking over your shoulder to make sure the coast is clear when you collide into someone.

“Oh god, I’m so-“ you start to apologize but cut yourself short when you see who’s standing in front of you.

“It’s okay,” the normal boy in black clothes says. You feel your face heat up in embarrassment again. “You’re new here, aren’t you?”

“Unfortunately,” you give a nervous chuckle. Clancy gives a small laugh back, nodding his head slightly. “Sorry to bump into you, I just stumbled into the wrong room.” you lie as best you can.

“It’s okay,” Clancy says, believing your lie. “It takes a while before you get to know where everything is around here.”

“Yeah,” you speak softly, looking down at your feet. You lift your head back up slowly, and really take in Clancy’s features. His dark, warm eyes, hair that matches and the softest hint of stubble on his face. You find him rather attractive and this causes you to be more flustered.

“Clancy,” the two of you hear a voice from behind the normal boy in black clothes, you look up and Clancy turns around, seeing one of the bishops. “Nico will see you now.” the deep voice of the bishop says.

“Okay,” Clancy sighs before turning his attention back to you. “It was nice meeting you…” he trails off, hinting that he wants to know your name.

“Remi,” you give him your fake name.

“Remi,” Clancy smiles at that. “I’ll catch you around, yeah?” the boy smiles softly before walking away with his bishop down the hall, you watching until they’re both completely out of sight.

You sneak back into Clancy's room and find his journal again. You flip through it, skimming more song lyrics until you land on a page. The page has two words written all over it: Sahlo Folina. You’re not sure what that means, but you notice the words are written desperately all over the page. You trace the words with your finger, running over the deep ridges of pen and little holes poked through to the other side.

You flip some more and find a few other letters. You start to read them, they’re shorter than the first two that you took. You read through them quickly and put the other letters that you stole back. You return Clancy’s journal inside his desk and turn around to leave when you’re met by Clancy who’s standing in his doorway. You gasp softly, your eyes going wide.

“Umm, i- it’s not what it looks like.” you say, your voice shaking in fear as you speak. “I mean, it probably is, but-” you stop yourself, you don’t have a way out of this situation.

“It’s okay, I know.” Clancy says with a soft chuckle, stepping further into his room.

“You- you do?” you bite your lip nervously, thinking that you just made your first enemy in this place filled with rivals.

“Look, it’s okay. I really don’t mind.” Clancy speaks honestly. “I’d like you to know what it’s really like living in this dire place than you being told lies from Nico.” You nod your head, not really knowing what to say. You weren’t really expecting Clancy to be fine about the situation.

“Well I’m sorry anyway,” you apologize softly.

“It’s okay,” Clancy says and flashes you a friendly smile.

“In one of your letters you said that the 'perplexities of the Dema horizon didn’t occur to you until your ninth year', how long have you been here?” you ask, tilting your head slightly to the side.

“Longer than I can remember,” Clancy simply answers.

“And how old are you?” you ask, Clancy telling you his age. He’s only a year older than you.

“Sahlo Folina,” you speak without thinking, the words slipping past your lips without permission from your inner self. “What does it mean?” Clancy’s features grow sad as his head drops to the floor. He presses his lips together before speaking.

“It’s a cry for help, a cry out to other Bandito’s.” Clancy still looks down at his feet, he’s never heard anyone speak those words to him besides his own voice.

“Bandito? What’s a Bandito?” you furrow your brows together. Clancy picks his head back up at the question.

“It’s what I am; it’s what you are. What we are.” the normal boy in black clothes explains but you still don’t understand.

“How do you know that I’m a Bandito?”

“You want to escape Dema, right?” you nod your head at his question. “Then you’re a Bandito.” the corners of your lips curve up into a slight smile. You’re glad you’re not the only one who wants to escape this place, that you have someone on your side. Someone who doesn’t believe the hype of Dema that the bishops put out.

“But you escaped Dema,” you point out to the other, referring back to his letters. “Why’d you come back?”

“I was found by Nico. The Banditos helped me out. Taught me the way of their colors and the feeling of being hopeful again. I haven’t lost hope since. I know I can do it again. Call me crazy, but I’d like you to come with me.”

“I want to escape,” you say even though it’s something Clancy just said.

“I know, and I’m going to help you get out, we’ll get out together.”

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oldiesstationlover11607 · 3 months ago

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Hello,

I was wondering if maybe you could write some sort of fluffy story with torchbearer Josh. Maybe something angsty/fluffy, like reader being worried about him before the Banditos go to do the big fight at Dema in Paladin Strait? If not, that’s okay too. No pressure. I’m just happy I found someone writing TØP on this site.

We're Going Back - Torchbearer!Josh Dun x GN!Reader

Pairing: TorchbearerJosh x Gender Neutral Bandito Reader

Warnings: Some swearing, anxiety/panic attacks, fight between Josh and Reader (reader actually is mean guys) There's fluff at the end tho!!

Word Count: 1523 (a nice long one for you anon)

Summary: When Reader finds out that Clancy and Torchbearer are going back into Dema she does everything she can to prevent it.

A/N: I hope you enjoy this as much as I enjoyed writing it anon. Please feel free to request more because I honestly love writing for twenty one pilots. And requests are what help keep me writing I-/

Note - some of this is headcannon for the purposes of making the story work

The day Clancy and I left Dema, I knew there was no going back. It just wasn’t happening. We’d managed to escape together. He’d been outside the walls alone before but during the annual assemblage he’d convinced me to ‘tag along’ as he’d put it. We’d been close friends growing up in Dema, that was just the way it was. Things changed once we left. I remember the day I met the Torchbearer, Josh. It took a lot longer than I thought it would to learn his name. For reasons unknown; he'd kept it a secret known only by his closest friends (or in my case, girlfriend). Clancy and I had only spent a few weeks at the Bandito camp before he was recaptured. He was gone for years. While I knew Josh was looking out for him, I knew exactly what kind of pain Clancy was going through. It was Dema. Josh hadn’t grown up within the walls like Clancy and I, things were different for him, he didn’t know what he was getting himself into. Which was why when he reunited with Clancy and brought him back to the camp, my panic attacks started.

“Oh god you look so different,” I cried into Clancy’s shoulder, “are you okay? I mean, of course you’re not. You’re back.” He nodded quietly, I could feel the tightness of his body in my arms. “What’s wrong?” I asked.

“We’re going back in,” he voiced bluntly, looking at Josh who nodded knowingly. This wasn’t happening. Clancy wasn’t going back, he’d just gotten out. He’d just been forced against his own will to create propaganda for the very institution that nearly killed us. Not to mention Josh hadn’t been physically in the city for longer than a few hours before. Of course they weren't going in there. Right?

“You should go get some rest before we start preparations,” Josh said, clearly noticing the shocked look on my face. “It’s good to have you back, Clancy.” Clancy’s eyes darted to mine before he walked toward the tent that had been empty for years. Josh and I were left alone, standing in the middle of the camp.

“You said we,” I muttered.

“I did,” he replied, looking at me carefully. He’d grown used to the constant nightmares I’d had about my time in Dema and worries about Clancy. “You know why we're doing this,” He said. His tone made it clear he was stating the obvious.

“You’re going with him,” I could feel my head throbbing as I grabbed his hand tightly. Josh looked at me, a quiet sigh escaping him while he led me to our private tent.

“Of course I am.” He said matter of factly; like he never would have even considered another option. We sat down, his arms wrapping around my torso, the brightly coloured tattoo sleeve peeking out under his shirt.

“It’s not safe and you goddamn know it Josh,” my voice trembled as I remembered my time in the city. All I could think about was how isolating and cold it was. Josh almost chuckled, despite the fact that the situation really wasn’t funny.

“I’m aware it’s dangerous,” He retorted, his hand resting on his forehead before he looked at me again,“I’m not gonna let him go in there alone.”

“The bishops will kill you the second they see you, and then what? The rebellion is over. Both of our leaders will be dead, the banditos will be killed and everyone will have lost.” Josh was getting frustrated now, his grip on me loosening with every exchange. He didn’t want to be having this conversation, I could tell, but he knew if he tried to walk away I’d just follow him.

“That’s not going to happen. We have a plan, we’ll be fine,” He said, his voice full of empty hope. I knew what I was about to say when I said it, I knew I was firing a shot. One I’d been keeping in till I needed to use it.

“Oh and how did your last ‘plan’ turn out Josh? What with Clancy being recaptured and forced to write SAI?” He dropped his arms from me and moved away so he was sitting directly in front of me.

“Don’t.” He snapped, a hand raising and pointing at me. “Don’t bring that up.” He clenched his teeth, his jaw tightening as anger and frustration was starting to overtake his mind. I had to fight the urge to continue throwing emotional bullets his way. I was going to make it clear to him that it was dangerous in Dema, that he couldn’t go, regardless of whether or not it hurt our relationship. Because I loved him and I couldn’t lose any more than I already had.

“Why not?” I challenged him, “It was your plan.”

“You think I don’t know that?!” he exhaled, his whole body tense now as he yelled. “You don’t think I lay awake at night thinking it’s all my fault Clancy was captured?” His fists were clenched, he was fighting the urge to punch something. Maybe himself, maybe a wall. He closed his eyes and took a couple deep breaths, trying to calm himself like he’d taught me when I’d had nightmares. He looked like he was about to check out for the rest of the day, what I’d said really had an impact on him. “Stop,” He managed to mutter, still fighting to stay in control of his emotions.

“Okay,” I nodded. I knew exactly how he’d felt about Clancy and SAI. I knew he thought it was his fault so he spent every waking hour with Clancy, making sure he could get back safely. I knew he blamed himself, not only for Clancy’s time back in Dema but also for hurting me. He hated himself so much already and hearing me remind him of what he thought about himself all the time was making him feel terrible. He swallowed hard, his eyes darting for a moment before he finally spoke again, his voice shaky. “Just stop… please..”

I reached out to hold him, “I’m sorry, I went too far Josh.” He rested his head into the crook of my neck, quiet sobs filling the air. He melted at my touch, his arms wrapping around me and pulling me closer as he held back sobs.

“Please,” He eventually muttered, “Please don’t hate me.”

“I could never hate you, I’m just scared. I don’t want you or Clancy leaving me again, I can't take any more losses,” I pressed my lips to his temple.

“I know, I know,” He mumbled, his eyes squeezed shut as he was trying to compose himself. I continued to hold him tightly, not wanting to ever let go. “I’m scared too,” he added, his voice quiet. Eventually he pulled back and looked at me, his eyes slightly bloodshot from crying. He took a deep breath, still trying to keep hold of whatever composure he could. “We’ll be fine, I promise,” he mumbled, but even I could tell he had doubts.

“You can’t promise that,” I sighed.

“Watch me,” he replied sternly, though the shakiness in his voice didn’t help. He reached a hand out now, a cold palm cupping my chin as his eyes met mine. “I promise, we’ll come back. You have my word.” He leaned in, resting his forehead against mine for a few moments.

“If I lose you, I need you to know that you're the best thing to ever happen to me, Torchbearer.” I tried desperately to come to terms with the fact that I was going to have to let him go.

“Don’t talk like that,” He whispered, “Not like you’re already saying good-bye to me.” I cupped his face gently, pressing my lips to his in an attempt to wade off tears. He melted into the kiss, gripping his hands at my sides as he held onto me. He deepened the kiss, his head tilting so the angle was better as he pulled me closer. I would’ve been happy to stay here if it meant him not having to leave. We pulled back as the fabric of the tent rustled, Clancy entering. We pulled back as the fabric of the tent rustled, Clancy entering.

“It's time to start packing supplies and getting the others ready if we want to make it on time.” With a slight exhale Josh pulled away, turning to look at Clancy and nodded.

“Yeah, yeah we need to get moving,” he mumbled, his hands letting me go.

“Josh?” I called, catching him just before he followed Clancy outside.

He turned to look at me again, a hint of concerned look plastered onto his face.

“Yeah?” He replied, his voice quiet.

“You better keep that promise.” I desperately attempted to hold back my sobs, knowing full well that as soon as one slipped I was a goner.

“I will,” he whispered, taking a step closer to me again. “I’ll come back.” With careful hands he reached out and wiped away a stray tear that was rolling down my cheek. “I’ll always come back to you.”

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