#josh dun blue hair

[th3n3ongrav3ston3s]

[nikaandtea]

regional at best started 8th grade, and in honor of her and with that forest, i drew blue haired josh (:

i saturated him a bit so the colors in this would be a little more appealing to look at!

can you tell when i got lazy with his clothes?

[imockingbird]

I'm in a nostalgia period, I'm back to being 15. I'm catching up. I started a tumblr page, I dyed my hair blue, my playlist is emo trio,twentyønepiløts and p!atd again

I started rewatching American Horror Story, I love drawing again, I play the ukulele again

And I'm fucking in love with this period.

I want it to never end.

NEVER.

[oldiesstationlover11607]

HII ME AGAIN! 🎻 I JUST WANTED TO SAY THAT THE BLEACHERS FIC WAS AMAZING! BETTER THAN I IMAGINED!! ANYWHOOO I HAVE ANOTHER REQUEST^^ this is pure angst lol! OKAY SO lets say reader and josh dated during like vessel or self titled (early days) and like they broke up. They didn't really move on. Josh and the band got bigger ofc and maybe the reader is now an actor/movie director or something like that now. Maybe they meet at a bar?? Maybe some place like the Grammys if you want! I just want to give you free rein. I LOVE YOUR WORKKK

Never got over you - Josh Dun x Reader

Warnings: Nothing much lmao

Word count: 2280

A/N: Sorry I've been so busy! I am writing I swear 👀

December 2013

The music thudded in my ears, and the crush of people around me felt overwhelming. I wasn’t exactly in my element. Tyler's birthday party had turned into a full-blown gig in his packed basement, a chaotic medley of shouting, laughing, and the relentless strumming of guitars. As the only one from our high school invited, I felt like a fish out of water. “Awkward” didn’t even begin to describe it.

“What?” I called out, leaning closer to hear Tyler over the racket. He gestured enthusiastically to the guy standing beside him—a guy I couldn’t help but notice.

“Josh!” Tyler yelled, his voice tinged with pride.

My eyes flicked to Josh. He was hard to miss, with a strong build that his snug blue t-shirt emphasized. His tattoo sleeve—intricate and eye-catching—peeked out under his shirt sleeve and wrapped down his arm, and a red baseball cap sat backward on his head. There was an effortless coolness to him, a quiet confidence that made me more than a little self-conscious. My heart thudded harder in my chest, each beat syncing up with the bassline vibrating the walls.

Josh. I’d heard plenty about him. Tyler’s stories were full of admiration for his bandmate��the talented drummer who, according to Tyler, was more like a brother than a friend. I’d even seen videos of their performances, clips that Tyler insisted I watch, even though I’d felt weirdly invasive doing so. Seeing Josh in person, though, was entirely different. He was magnetic.

Josh leaned down to say something to Tyler, his words muffled by the noise. Whatever it was, it made Tyler grin and nod before he turned and disappeared into the crowd. That’s when it happened—Josh glanced at me, then beckoned with a subtle nod of his head. Before I could overthink it, he took my hand and guided me through the throng of partygoers, leading us toward the basement stairs.

The sudden change in atmosphere hit me like a cold splash of water as we stepped outside. The winter air was sharp, and my breath fogged in front of me. I folded my arms for warmth, trying to steady the swirl of emotions that had taken root since the moment Josh had looked at me.

“Tyler’s told me a lot about you,” Josh said, leaning casually against the brick wall of the house. He held a red plastic cup in one hand, his other hand resting in his jeans pocket. His tone was easy, natural, as though we’d known each other forever.

“Oh, really?” I replied, trying to keep my voice steady. I pulled a hair tie off my wrist and gathered my hair into a messy bun, partially to occupy my hands and partially to keep the wind from tangling it. “What’s he said?”

Josh’s lips curved into a slow smile that turned into a smirk, a look that made my stomach flip. His eyes, warm and intent, seemed to study me like he was committing me to memory.

“Actually,” he said, tilting his head slightly, “he said I’d really like you.”

The words were simple, but they hit me like a jolt. I blinked, caught off guard by how direct he was. Butterflies fluttered wildly in my stomach, and my breath felt shallow, though whether from the cold or from him, I couldn’t be sure.

“Oh, did he?” I managed to say, injecting as much lightness into my tone as I could muster. I folded my arms tighter, hugging myself against the chill. “And what do you think?”

Josh took a sip from his cup, his eyes not leaving mine. The intensity of his gaze was disarming, but not uncomfortable. It was as though he was genuinely thinking about his answer.

“I think Tyler’s a pretty good judge of character,” he finally said, his smirk softening into a smile. “So far, I like what I see. You know, he also told me you’re studying film at college. He said you’re super talented.”

The butterflies in my stomach multiplied. I glanced down, feeling the heat creep up my cheeks despite the freezing air. I didn’t know what to say, so I laughed—a nervous, breathy sound that made Josh chuckle in response.

“Yeah, I’m studying film. I’ve always wanted to be a director, y’know?”

Josh nodded. “I can understand feeling passionate about wanting to create something. That’s all I’ve ever wanted to do. No plan B.”

The silence that followed wasn’t awkward, though. It felt... comfortable. The hum of the party inside was muted now, replaced by the occasional car passing by or the crunch of snow underfoot as someone walked down the street. I glanced up at Josh, and he was still looking at me, his expression thoughtful.

“So,” I said, breaking the quiet, “you’re the infamous drummer. Tyler talks about you all the time too.”

Josh grinned, tipping his cup toward me in a mock toast. “All good things, I hope.”

“Well,” I teased, “he did say you have a habit of stealing the last slice of pizza.”

Josh laughed—a warm, genuine sound that made me smile despite myself. “Guilty,” he admitted. “But in my defense, I am the drummer. I burn more calories.”

I rolled my eyes playfully. “Right, because sitting down and hitting things is such an intense workout.”

“Hey, don’t knock it till you’ve tried it,” Josh countered, feigning indignation. “Next practice, you can come take my spot. We’ll see how long you last.”

The idea of sitting behind a drum kit, with him there, watching, made me laugh and blush simultaneously. “I’ll pass. But thanks for the offer.”

Josh’s smile lingered, and for a moment, the air between us seemed to change. The banter faded, leaving something quieter, more tentative in its place. He shifted slightly, setting his cup down on the low brick wall beside him.

“You know,” he began, his tone softer now, “Tyler wasn’t lying. There’s something about you.”

My breath caught. I didn’t know what to say, so I didn’t say anything. Instead, I let the moment settle, the weight of his words sinking in.

Josh rubbed the back of his neck, almost as if he were nervous. “I don’t usually do this,” he said, his voice dropping slightly, “but would you... I mean, do you think we could—”

“Yes,” I blurted out, cutting him off without meaning to. His eyebrows lifted in surprise, and I immediately felt my face flush. “I mean,” I stammered, trying to recover, “sure. What were you going to say?”

Josh laughed, the sound warm and teasing. “I was going to ask if you’d want to grab coffee or something sometime. But I like your enthusiasm.”

I groaned, covering my face with my hands. “Oh my God, I’m so awkward.”

“Nah,” Josh said, gently pulling my hands away from my face. His touch was light but steady, and it sent a thrill through me. “I think it’s kind of charming.”

We stood there for a beat, the cold forgotten as the tension between us grew electric. Finally, Josh reached into his pocket and pulled out his phone, holding it out to me.

“Here,” he said, grinning. “Give me your number. That way, I don’t have to rely on Tyler to play matchmaker again.”

I hesitated for only a second before taking his phone and typing in my number. When I handed it back, Josh glanced at the screen, then looked at me with a playful smile.

“Got it. Now you have no excuse to ghost me,” he said.

I laughed, feeling lighter than I had all night. “Trust me, I won’t.”

October 2024

Columbus, Ohio. Home. 9 years since I’d talked to Josh and 3 years since I’d talked to Tyler. Which was why, when I got a text from Tyler asking me to come see them on tour, I was surprised to say the least. And the last thing I expected was to be walking to Nationwide Arena to see my high school best friend and ex perform in our hometown. Josh and I had broken up just before Blurryface was released. He claimed the label wanted him single, that it would improve sales and boost the band’s popularity. And they’d been right. I never wanted to break up, but I loved Josh too much to get in the way of his career. As the crowd roared in the arena, I stood backstage, shifting from foot to foot. The energy was electric, even from here. 

Tyler’s name flashed on my phone screen, a text: “Show starts in 5. I told Josh you’re here. Good luck. ;)”

I groaned under my breath. Of course, Tyler would be cryptic and smug about this. Typical. But as the house lights dimmed and the stage lights flared to life, I forgot everything else. The deep thrum of the bass, the crash of cymbals, the distinct rasp of Tyler’s voice—it was surreal, and a little overwhelming.

My eyes locked onto Josh as he took his place behind the drums. Time had been kind to him. His energy was as captivating as ever, and I couldn’t help but feel a pang of nostalgia—and something sharper, something that still ached after all these years.

When the set ended and the crowd erupted into cheers, I found myself holding my breath. Tyler bounded off the stage first, sweaty and grinning ear to ear. He spotted me and pulled me into a quick, tight hug.

“I knew you’d come,” he said, his tone triumphant. “He’s gonna freak.”

“Tyler…” I started, but he just winked and jogged off, yelling something about needing water.

And then, there he was. Josh, walking off stage, still catching his breath, his drumsticks clutched in one hand. His eyes found mine, and he froze. For a moment, neither of us moved. The bustling backstage chaos seemed to blur around us.

“Hey,” he said finally, his voice soft, almost disbelieving. He stepped closer, his expression unreadable. “It’s… been a while.”

“Yeah,” I replied, my voice wavering. “A while.”

The silence stretched. Josh ran a hand through his hair, his signature cap gone. His hair had been dyed, black at the top with a bright patch of red peeking out at the bottom, strands of hair sticking out in every direction.

Finally, he spoke.

“Tyler didn’t tell me you were coming,” he said, though his tone made it clear he suspected otherwise. He chuckled lightly, but it didn’t quite reach his eyes. “I didn’t think I’d ever see you again.”

“I didn’t think I’d be here,” I admitted. “But… Tyler insisted.”

Josh nodded slowly, his gaze dropping to the floor before snapping back up to mine. “Can we talk? Somewhere quieter?”

I hesitated, but then I nodded. “Sure.”

He led me through the maze of corridors to an empty lounge. The door clicked shut behind us, and for the first time, it was just us—no noise, no distractions. My heart was pounding in my chest.

Josh turned to me, and the mask of calm he’d worn backstage slipped. His expression was raw, his voice thick with something I couldn’t quite place. “I never got over you.”

The words hung in the air, heavy and unyielding. I blinked, stunned. “What?”

“I know it’s been years,” he said, stepping closer. “I know I’m probably the last person you wanted to see. But breaking up with you—it wasn’t what I wanted. It was never what I wanted.”

My throat tightened. “You told me it was for the band.”

“I know,” Josh said, his voice breaking slightly. “I thought I was doing the right thing. I thought I could let you go and focus on the music. But I couldn’t. I tried to move on, but no one else…” He shook his head, his gaze locking onto mine. “No one else was you.”

Tears pricked at my eyes, and I looked away, trying to steady myself. “You left, Josh. You made the choice for both of us.”

“I know,” he said again, his voice desperate now. “And I’ve regretted it every day since. I should have fought for us. I should have told the label to screw themselves. I was stupid, and I was scared, and I’m sorry.”

I wiped at my eyes, a humorless laugh escaping me. “Do you have any idea how much it hurt? Watching you from a distance, seeing you and Tyler rise to the top, knowing I wasn’t part of your life anymore?”

Josh took another step closer, his voice barely above a whisper. “I know. And I hate myself for it. But you’re here now. And if there’s any chance—any chance at all—that we could try again…”

I looked at him, his face open and vulnerable in a way I hadn’t seen in years. The anger and hurt I’d carried for so long were still there, but beneath them, there was something else. Something I’d never stopped feeling, no matter how hard I tried.

“Josh,” I started, my voice shaking. “I don’t know if—”

The door burst open, and Tyler strode in, completely oblivious to the tension. “Oh, good, you two are talking!” he said cheerfully. “Told you, Josh. I knew you’d never get over her.”

Josh groaned, running a hand over his face. “Tyler, not now—”

“No, no, I’m serious,” Tyler interrupted, grinning like a Cheshire cat. “Why do you think I invited her? I’ve been waiting for this moment for years.”

I couldn’t help it—I laughed. A real, genuine laugh that broke through the heaviness. Josh looked at me, his lips curving into a reluctant smile, and for the first time in years, I felt the tiniest spark of hope.

Maybe, just maybe, this wasn’t the end of our story.

//

REQUESTS OPEN

[clazcy]

the personae & facets of mr. pilots (both of them) (this is solely about their characters) (the author of this post has did & understands it's a medical experience)

i already made my thing on tyler & the 3 of him (sort of about myself too but that's largely system based) but this will have more detail

(also first & foremost if you're in the seizure search for epilepsy block the #not epilepsy tag so my things will stop coming up. so sorry about that)

tyler tyler - host. author of the songs (mostly). the one we see performing, the son of nico.

blurryface - split from being seized by nico & the trauma that caused. author of goner from npi. bears nico's name but is also a 'blurry face' in the sense that he has no identity besides being controlled. therefore, he tries to control tyler/the body to cope. since he holds the dark thoughts of nico, he enacts those onto tyler. he is a persecutor.

clancy - ALSO split from the seizings but also off of blurry. different from tyler in the sense that's he's more violence focused, different from blurry in the sense that his anger is directed at the abusers. son[? or belongs to the district] of keons, in that sense. author of the album clancy & the letters. also a persecutor because he WILL take control to do whatever it takes to get his way (also he has significantly less of a moral compass).

okay josh

josh josh - this is josh <3 host like tyler & he is josh joshua william dun :) also the one who performs. we don't know his bishop.

spooky jim - same seizing split. however, as seen in choker & that one tweet, he also has some sort of power from this (this is not did canon compliant sadly :( ) & how he's using it depends on whether or not he's actively being seized/controlled (weaponized?). when he's not, it's for good, changing things to pink (happy fun colour!!!) etc. when he is, he's, well. he turned his loved ones into objects. i think this stems from insecurity of losing them (choker) vs changing things for the better (tweet, especially since tyler puts so much emphasis on changing hair to change/control self, it implies spooky was helping him regain control). i think this power is at least semi exclusive to spooky because it's blue, & the bishops use that as their :( colour.

torchbearer - re: clancy, but he's not violent. different path, leader of banditos et cetera. not free from anxiety, but significantly better at coping. i uh. headcanon he has the same power as spooky but uses it to light torches. that doesn't mean anything necessarily but i think it's cute.

questions this answers (kind of) & questions i answer

why is josh always blurry in photos?

a. this is tyler (collective) 's writing & i don't think he (in the story, as the character) realizes that josh is also collective. or

b. he does, but he (as clancy) doesn't see torchbearer (his only counterpart) as a person because he isn't violent. i feel like he's not ready to accept him.

c. something something psychosis they are one person all along fight club style. i hate this one (victim of forest fic) so i hope it isn't true.

who was the one in the trench mvs?

tyler i assume. he spent the longest in trench (within the collective) & has the most story with it.

who's the one in the overcompensate mv?

clancy boy

are there any more within the collectives?

probably not, since this is a story. however. the different facets/or outfits they wear/ways they sing you get it etc could also be different ones maybe. i don't think they are & if they are i doubt they matter as much.

i'm outta questions someone send me more so i can elaborate

[donovankinard]

scaled & icy live

an hour, huh? i best get comfy.

it's all under the cut xx

the graphics are kinda funky

OH IS THIS WHERE THE PANSEXUAL FLAG COLOURS CAME FROM OKAY

i can get hype about some pink blue and yellow fr

wait is this meant to be the dema morning show?? thats so fucking funny though. thats actually so fucking funny.

okay wait so in this dema universe, in the lore, twenty one pilots is still a band? tyler joseph and josh dun are still a band?

why is he sad :(

"is that. number 16 cotton candy" bitch ofc it is

YEAH JOSH WHERE ARE YOU

u good tyler

whats with the wookie noises

into choker tho is beautiful

THE STAGE AGH

sorry brief mention to how fucking good josh looks in this video oml

the stressed out bridge coming in there????

wait are these the bishops little minions or smth cause theres too many of them to be the bishops

this is a vibey little live version

man sidenote im so ordering merch this weekend

wait wahts the light thing at the back

is that supposed to be the nine towers?

oh into migraine?? was not expecting that

"depresS" everybody fucking freeze. "ive thoughts."

into morph??

its a little all over the place but in a good way?? does that make sense

wait no bring back tylers agonised screaming

"my personal favourite, mulberry street" i hate you but same

YES MULBERRY STREET

KEEP YOUR BLISS THERES NOTHING WRONG WITH THIS FUCK YEAH

the murals. yes

josh just doin his lil bounce in the back tho

whats with the chick wtih the teddy bear

that guy was not there before was he???

and back to the piano. agh.

the little adlibs afkdlsjfdsklfjsld

see in my head all these dancers are banditos and i will take no argument

in two days i will know this mulberry street choreo by heart. just saying

when tyler and josh are looking for people for their next venture i will be ready. im telling you now.

that girl in the front in the skirt ate that

wait whos this girl

LANE BOY FUCK YEAH

whats with the gas masks? are you my mummy? /ref

wait where did josh's shirt go not that im complaining

anybody want to learn this choreo with me too

wait i wonder if i can convince my partner to do this at our wedding actually (long long way away but i picture it being Highly Amusing)

joshs hair is just so good in this video idec

joshua william dun was that a lip bite and a wink. god fucking damn

oh hello guitar

into chlorine?? okay this setlist is. wow

whats with all of joshs costume changes??

okay tylers coat is eating here now tho

shy away yessss

the set for this is so interesting too

shy awAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY

his little dance is so cute stop

also side note josh ate that fit so hard

"it brought tears to my eyes" same, dude. same.

ok that was fucking weird

that shirt should be so ugly so why is he kind of eating

the outside yes

josh in the onesie wtf😭 he's so!!!!!

hey bud where u goin

just casually breakdancing in the street. ok

"shut uP!" lmaooo

the water into the night sky into the backdrop is beautiful

THE UKULELELLELELELLELELE

WAIT HEATHENS ON UKE??? THIS IS GORGEOUS

wait he's in a boat thats so fucking cool

the sets for this are jsut fucking brilliant

i love this being just sort of him and the ukulele. i love it.

torchbearers back yaaaaay

ohhhh jumpsuit???? and the set gives the mv vibes

and then immediately into heavydirtysoul???

tyler periodically turning into a velociraptor is feeding my soul tbh

why are the hosts gradually looking more and more demonic/dead

SATURDAY AYYYYYYY

the disco ball lmaoo

the vibes here are immaculate

wait???? is that jenna?????????????????????

her sweater is so fckn cute tho

him getting off the phone and just going "oooooooooooooooOoOooooooooOOOOOOooOoOOOOOOOOoooooo" is such a mood

the BOOMBOX yES

LEVEL OF CONCERN FUCK YEAH

oooooh the backdrop here is fire?? the colour palette fdjklfjkldj

the remixed vibes of all the songs are fucking slapping. are they available to stream or anything anywhere??

riiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiide!!!!!!!!

the visuals have been on point this entire video can i just say

also tylers shirt is so cool???

all the horn instruments are intriguing me

josh is so!!!!!!!!!!

car radio!!! car!!!!!!! radio!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

this song mostly just makes me want to cry actually. but

wait the mask!!!! the!!!! mask!!!!!

THE MASK IS OFF!!!!

well that was short lived

all the sirens and the freaking out and hes just like 🥰👉👈👏👏

NEVER TAKE IT

everythings on fire. again.

the little adlibs are so fucking cute tho

also i love when tyler just fuckin. screams

the three guitars in the one shot is such a fuckin vibe

the two in the back just clapping😭

and then there were two....

the lil dragon omg

oh look whos back on the couch

choker again????? yay??????

no tyler dont be sad :(

the overhead shot of all the sets>>>>>>>>>

yeah bitches you better clap for them

wAIT THEYRE CLAPPING FOR US

no cause josh and tyler at the end there kdfjfsdjfjdksl cuties

wow okay so much to unpack there im gonna go grab some chocolates and soda water

okay i've got the chocolates and soda water.

wow! so that was quite the experience. i can kind of understand how it all ties in with the clancy storyline, but it also feels like its not really *integrated* in the storyline. at least not for me at this point.

i really really enjoyed that whole video itself, regardless of lore. it was just a very interesting and cool way to present those songs

god i wish!!!!! there was a higher quality video. i couldnt find one on any of the sites i normally use, most of them said they were taken down, so.. :(

i dont really get what was happening with the woman and the man, the hosts? like i get that they were hosting but their whole vibe was off and they kept seeming to look injured/possessed/straight up weird. so.

im gonna take a quick break, maybe 15 minutes, to just draw a little bit and have some food and water and then i'll come back to the saturday video. i'm just sort of losing my focus and i need to do something else rq to kind of get my head back into it! so brb!

[chlorine-tasting-blog]

you have all my heart.

[pinktyler]

[timetosaylovely-blog]

° * ; blue aesthetic ; * °

[mister-girl]

Come on boys we need these at the same time so the album aesthetic is complete.

[teeentyonepilots]

[a-car-a-torch-a-taxicab]

tyler and mark ft josh

[just-an-emo-fsh]

Hello! Hoping your Thursday is going well. Are you looking foreword to anything this weekend? What’s your favorite Josh hair color? -❄️

My Thursday is going well. At work currently. Later today I get to help a friend by photographing her art! Looking forward to that.

I am looking forward to going home this weekend. I'll get to hang out with my parents. Also, with the end of the school semester, I'll get to not worry about homework. Have almost all my textbooks for the following semester (the one I don't is currently out of print).

My favorite Josh Dun hair color isost definitely the green.

(someday, I will dye my hair this color).

The only color, that would rival it would be the blue.

[punktylerrjoseph]

an edit

[irlpeterpan]

i am growing flowers

in the darkest part of my heart

for if light ever enters

it would know where to start

[chlorine-tasting-blog]

a kind person told me “do a josh moodboard with ocean and his blue hair" so I try :)