#joshler fluff

[trashthedragon]

ooh joshler prompt maybe them at an ohio state game or something and they get on the big screen and do something silly hehe

Hehehe I love this. I immediately thought of when they went to the Ohio State game for college game day and did that stupid talk show so kind of spun my writing around that! Hope you enjoy it, friend! <3

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Josh didn't really understand the excitement behind College Game Day, not like Tyler did. Every week, the same four guys showing up to a different college campus, having the pre-game debate of who would win week in and week out, while college students decked out in colors of their school surrounded them.

But it was a big deal to Tyler. He'd known from the way Tyler had initially texted him about it when ESPN had first reached out to Tyler. And Josh liked football fine enough. He didn't need to like football to agree to it though. Football could have been Josh's least favorite thing in the world but he would have agreed to this just to see the smile that was plastered on Tyler's face now, as they sat behind the desk, with a sea of Ohio State students decked out in red below them.

Tyler was talking to the announcers into his head set, the funny kind that Tyler joked about giving Josh to make him sing while he drummed on stage. He smiled some, nodding along with what Tyler said but mostly just letting himself marvel at the way Tyler's eyes lit up excitedly while he name dropped players Josh knew he'd been researching all week so he could make sure he knew what he was talking about.

When their segment ended they made their way through the side of the pit of students and followed a production assistant from the show who was taking them onto the field to watch the teams warm up. It was chilly out, cold enough where you could see your breath, but the buzzing pre-game excitement throughout the stadium was certainly keeping Tyler warm. His blonde hair was messy and he didn't even have a hat on.

"Thanks for coming along with this. I know you'd probably rather be sending your Saturday doing almost anything else," Tyler said to him, suddenly at Josh's side, his hand suddenly on Josh's shoulder. Josh turned to look over at Tyler and broke into a grin.

"Dude, of course. You're like. so pumped about this it's making me pumped about it," Josh exclaimed over the sound of the crowd.

Tyler grinned sheepishly and Josh pulled his phone out. "C'mere, lets get a photo of this," he said, moving his arm around Tyler's shoulders. Tyler threw up a peace sign and Josh snapped the picture. Josh looked about as cold as he felt, and Tyler looked cool, as always.

A moment after the photo, the production assistant from the show was directing them towards a spot on the field, where cameras were set up.

"Alright, can we get some shots of you two leading the crowd in some cheers?" The PA, distracted with her own head set in her ear, asked them. She didn't even give them an opportunity to ask her questions before she was walking away and the guy behind the camera was cueing them in.

Josh looked up at the camera that was suddenly very close to his face and then saw, on the large screen on the score board of the stadium, his and Tyler's giant bodies, in real time, in front of the camera. It was being projected to the whole stadium.

This wasn't anything new for Tyler or Josh. They'd had their images projected for shows hundreds, if not thousands, of times. But for some reason, Josh seeing himself in the little red jacket and the beanie that was crooked on his head, while Tyler immediately jumped into action next to him.

In moments Tyler was leading them through the O-H-I-O cheer, hyping them up exactly like he knew how to. Josh followed along, doing his best to match Tyler's confidence and energy, but found himself looking to Tyler a lot the entire time the camera was in front of them.

Finally, after what felt like an hour, it moved on again and Tyler and Josh were left alone, able to watch the rest of the warm up before the game in peace.

As his best friend stood next to him, Josh dug through the pocket of his red jacket and pulled out a small handfull of starbursts.

"Want one?" Josh asked Tyler. Tyler started to laugh, but plucked a red one from Josh's hand. Josh took a pink one, placed the leftovers back in his pocket, and set to unwrapping it with his cold fingers.

"This must be why you smell like candy right now," Tyler remarked, popping his star burst into his mouth and starting to suck on the hard, cold candy to soften it.

"I smell like what?" Josh asked, thinking maybe he hadn't heard Tyler right.

Tyler leaned in towards Josh, pressed his mouth and nose to Josh's shoulder, sniffed, pecked Josh's shoulder, and pulled back with a smirk.

"Candy," Tyler repeated. "I like it."

Sorry sorry I HAAAAD to bring in the mention of Tyler saying Josh's jacket (the red one) smelled like candy I just HAD TO!

[cliqueyourheels]

Fandom: Twenty One Pilots

-> Josh x Tyler

-> fluff | movie night | sfw

This is my first fic in awhile and it was requested by a friend who isn’t active on tumblr

(Slightly proof read)

“You won’t fall asleep this time, right?” Tyler poked at Josh’s rib as they settled into the couch. Josh rolled his eyes, smiling.

“No, I will not fall asleep with time. And it isn’t my fault that the last one you picked was so boring!” Josh rebutted, resting his head on Tyler’s shoulder as he pulled the blanket onto their laps.

“If you fall asleep to Salem’s Lot then there’s something wrong with you. This movie gave me nightmares as a kid.” The tv clicked on with a small buzzing, shuffling through movies Tyler finally landed on Salem’s Lot pressing play as the familiar starting credits played, “I mean really this freaked me out.”

Josh chuckled, “I imagine lots of movies freak you out then.” He placed a small kiss on Tyler’s cheek, watching the movie play from the reflection in his eyes. Turning his attention back to the tv Josh felt Tyler’s hand rest gently in his slightly curled hair, slowly petting and combing the curls with his fingers. Josh’s eyes started to feel heavy, a sense of calm and safety washing over him. “I’m just gonna close my eyes.. just a second..”

The movie played all the way through to the credits, Tyler and Josh soundly asleep through the whole thing.

[velvetcake96]

Have some more Clancy and Torchbearer things because why not:

The hot headed person not being able to function in warm weather (Clancy) and the cool headed person can’t take cold weather (Torch)

“Your hands are really warm, are you okay? Are you sick?” “We were just holding hands, bug.”

“You don’t understand the reason I don’t like my name.” “That’s okay, I still love you, honey.”

“Clancy might be a little dumb, I love him, but he tried to communicate with this kitten that I don’t know the origin of and now we have an ACTUAL FUCKING CHEETAH RUNNING AROUND!” -Torch at some point

They just become a pile on the floor sometimes, even if there’s a perfectly better place to do it, sometimes the floor is better.

Kinda angsty, but Clancy can’t fall asleep before Torch. Especially after the events of Navigating, he forces himself to stay awake long enough to prove that he is seeing the real Torchbearer before being able to rest. They’ve tried to fix this bit of broken trust but it’s an uphill battle.

Torch is used to hearing “I’m Clancy” in the same sweet (and low key cute) tone because Clancy’s brain can basically be scrambled eggs sometimes because of possible side effects from getting seized so much.

Okay that’s all! :)

[bringtheb0nes]

little fic that im proud of :)

clancybearer sickfic / hurt comfort

general audience, 2,176 words

torchbearer is stressed and sick from rescuing clancy - clancy does his part as protective bf

check it out ^_^

[optionalblue]

Next chapter is out!!! Angst warning lmao

[twinsunsintatooine]

What are your fav bookmarked fics? I'm in the same spot rn and I need recommendations 🥲

omg i love love love giving fic recs because a very good portion of the fics ive read are so incredible i must share the love around !!!

i realise you maybe did not ask for this whole spiel and so many fics but you ask and i shall deliver :3 i tried tagging as many authors whose tumblrs im aware of, so you guys can go send them some love, but there's a couple that im not sure have accounts here :(

also: here i have already made a prev post recommending two drag queen josh fics that i very much adore, which you can find over here

some of my all time favs are:

suraj hua maddham, chaand jalne laga by @thatbluelight here on tumblr

i will never stop recomending this sorely underrated fic, i just adore it so much !! its a dark comedy guardian angel au (with a backdrop of bdsm - check the tags for more info on that) and will make you cry and laugh all at once :) its really great in its portrayal of a non-linear recovery, and quite inspiring with a soft and happy ending

Surrounded, Hounded by @bbluejoseph

this one is a wip, but is being regularly updated still !! this is one of my favvv fics ever even though its incomplete, and ive been intently keeping up ! this one is a werewolf/human experimentation au, and its got this isolated forest wintry vibe to it, but a tender discovery of the self and love :)

Wild Geese by @vialism

actually one of the first joshler fics i ever read and an amazing intro to the bandom, tackling conversion therapy and teenage romance :))

The Seventy-Third Hour by @edyluewho

all of edy's works are so atmospheric and immersive, every single one is amazing!! most of their fics have this dark undertone that is more often than not tied to a happy and soft ending (this fic is one of those) which i really enjoy! this one is inspired by the choker mv (ily choker), and deals with trans love, and tentative recovery (check the tags, as some topics mayy be triggering for some)

Drumstick by @marasamoon

this one is just as moody and atmospheric as some of edy's works, and this one is a vampire au!! this also deals with some pretty heavy themes, but the ending is joyful!!

Light a Match a series by an account now orphaned

absolute classic, a tale as old as time song as old as rhyme !! what can i say this superhero au is just a classic and i will eat it up every time

Felt it in my youth by an account now orphaned

fake dating galore!!! lowkey enemies to lovers!! fluff and angst and all that fun stuff!!

Woodwork by wavingrass

based on the craving mv ! this is a painter tyler x woodworker josh au, where josh is deaf and tyler deals with chronic pain :) its a soft story with some classic angst along the way but its just so soft

Boy, You're My Lucky Star by somepersonWithInternet

ALIEN JOSH ALIEN JOSH ALIEN JOSH !!! this one is also a wip, but being steadily updated as well :) its by @two_seerain on twitter, and its so fluffy and so sweet like tooth-rottingly sweet i love it

happy reading !!

[sirens-wont-wake-me-up]

✨Masterlist✨

*all purple ones were requested*

Requests are always welcomed

(If you have any curiosity about my fanfics, just send me an ask and I'll be so happy to answer that)

On going

Sensitivess is what makes it work... Or not - kellic, synestesia, angst, smut

Too much in my mind - kellic, rpg, angst, daddy issues, smut, self-harm, long fic

My bother's off-limits - kellic, smut, siblings fights, kinda angsty

As if we always were - joshler, fluff, memory loss, smut

Finished fics

My love for you is bulletproof - kellic, angst, rape, sex, self-harm, hurt/comfort

Sins and tragedies - kellic, not a long story, not a oneshot, violence, non-con

Lovely Mornings - kellic, rpg, angst, hurt/comfort, ed, exes, guns, violence

Kellic oneshots

The cave accident (first person) - angst, fluff

The gentle photographer - fluff, hurt/comfort

The cave accident - angst, fluff

Andy's sleepover - hello kitty episode

I miss you... (saudade de você) - this was straight out of my damn heart

Strawberries are safe - ed, angst, hurt/comfort

Strawberries are safe, part 2 - ed, angst, hurt/comfort

Strawberries are safe, part 3 - ed, angst, hurt/comfort

Paris - angst, homophobia

Yes, I will remember you... - angst, self-harm, suicide attempt

Panicking - smut, angst

I just want to be cared... - ed, friends to lovers, angst, hurt/comfort

Grocery shopping - fluff

Masterpiece made of my mistakes - angst, fluff, hurt/comfort

Christmas alone but together - smut

The great excess - break up, self-harm, alcohol abuse

Orange cat under the christmas tree - fluff, dirty talk

What about me? - rpg, smut, angst

She/her, he/him, does it matter? - trans vic, angst

He's so annoying - rpg, smut, alcohol, angst

Sad surprise - rpg, self-harm, angst

Where's my happy birthday..? - birthday, light angst

Joshler oneshots

Every puddle on this street has a little bit of my tears - angst

The air - angst

Hard and sloppy - smut

Changing roles - smut, praise kink

Stay - self-harm, angst, hurt no comfort, blood

xReader

Procrastination - josh dun/female reader

Gifts

Mother Tongue - kellic, birthday, from @aflairforthemelodramaticc

On Tumblr

A surprise its worth waiting for - kellic, birthday, ai created it for me when i was asking for help, its not worth posting it on ao3 but i guess if you wanna read, it was not me who wrote

[ill-procastinato]

took this from @1337wtfomgbbq bc yes.

Pairing/Shippy list!

Here's the rules:

1. List your top seven ships

2. Put all of them in order of your love for them; 7 to 1, 1 being your favorite.

3. Name their fandom.

4. Supply photos for said people.

7. Grimpulse - Hermitcraft RPF, Minecraft SMP

(artwork by @ink-ghoul )

Please do not question my Minecraft phase, I'm sure y'all had some childish phases as well. (I was obsessed with this duo for a long time, like 3 years?) Ik it's just Minecraft but the chemistry between these two (NOT THE REAL PPL GOD-) was just mmm. Fantastic.

6. Gavin Reed x RK900 - Detroit: Become Human RPF

(art by @thirium-drinker ) (i fricking love their art)

Yes. Video game characters. And this is more recent. I just think they're neat. Bitchy bottom Gavin and cunning top RK900. I love their dynamic.

5. Charlos - Formula one RPF

Finally, real people. Yes ik.

The present Ferrari bois. I mean c'mon. They're just pure souls suffering the wrath of being a Ferrari driver (together uwu).

It is pretty self explanatory, no?

4. Lestappen - Formula one RPF

Redbull vs Ferrari. Always a classic. Also you can't tell me Max doesn't have a soft spot for Charles. Both are the popular hotshots, who fight for the top spot (both in race and bedroom hehehe) and i feel they're very compatible.

3. Carlando - Formula one RPF

THEY LEGIT LOOK LIKE BOYFRIENDS, NO??

this is such a good ship, the banter, the fun. And the rivalry hehe. They are one of the top pairings, if not the best, in the current grid.

2. Brocedes - Formula one RPF

Yes. I chose pain. The lovers to enemies plot. I usually don't like angst but this is so traumatic haha i love it. (Help) For all your angsty needs.

Jokes aside, i think their characters are polar opposites of each other. Which is both complimenting and contrasting.

Honorable mention: Joshler - Twenty One Pilots

Yes, I'm aware I'm very late on the TØP bandwagon, but at least i didn't miss out, right?

Yes so about these two. I love how they do everything together, as one, and never leave the other hanging/ feeling stupid. And also their slightly (very) fruity moments are amazing.

And finally

1. Simi - Formula one RPF

THEMMM!!! AAAA 💥💥

I will spontaneously combust. This duo. IS THE BEST!!! A cold emotion-concealing man falls for an extroverted German twink golden retriever. Or the other way around. They compliment each other so much. They have the best fluff content ever.

Stomach full of butterflies for them eeee 💖💕

So i tag @itsillyakuryakin , @lesharl-eclair , @blorbocedes , @vetteller , and @thatquirkycookie to do this.

And anyone else is welcome to copy this!

[sunmovesbehindyou]

what do i have to do to get female!joshler fluff/smut 👁️👁️

i’ll write it for you just tell me what you want in specific

[bloodbruise]

even google knows...

[sitkowskiryan]

their sickly first kiss. [joshler]

If he had to do it over again, he would not change one thing. It, after all, had led to the best day of his life.

This all started at the tender age of eleven, his first day of middle school. The brunet boy had never been more excited to go to school. It was unusual for a child at his age to be excited for school, but you see he was not like the other children. He had been home schooled through primary school and would have gone all the way to his high school graduation if his mother had her way. Obviously Kelly had not gotten her way since he was now standing outside of his history class too shy to walk in just yet. Despite his nerves, he was glad that his mother had not gotten her way.

Kelly was worried about her son, he was her first baby and this was his first time being away from her for more than a few hours at a time with no one he knew. She had begged her husband, Chris, to “please let him stay home, just one more year!” But the patriarch was determined to see his son have a normal childhood. It was abnormal for a child to only be friends with their siblings and no other kids in the neighborhood. Chris would never forget how his son had longingly looked out the window during one of his wife’s lesson at the kids getting off the school bus. It was then that he decided that his eldest was going to go to middle school when the time came.

This leads to where the eldest son is standing now, with the late bell ringing startling him out of his thoughts. Of course he would be late on the first day of class! The door squeaked as he pushed it open and he internally winced as all the eyes turned towards him. Being homeschooled had caused him to have rather severe shyness and anxiety, even at eleven. This anxiety buzzing around in his head tuned out the teacher as she shared his name with the class and other information that he had no clue how she knew.

“Why don’t you go sit back with Joshua? Joshua, raise your hand,” the small brunet boy made his way towards the curly hair boy who raised his hand towards the back of the room. He, like the other students, was wearing a crisp uniform of a plain white shirt, black slacks, black dress shoes, and a simple red tie. Only this ‘Joshua’ had a small pin on the collar of his shirt. It was an alien, he realized once he was seated. The pin was black and the alien’s eyes were white. It matched with the uniform perfectly, but he had the sneaking suspicion that if the teacher knew what Joshua had on his collar, she would take it and maybe even send him to the principal. He had very limited knowledge of how schools actually worked outside of TV shows.

“Pssst, hey,” a soft voice sounded next to the brunet, a pointy elbow knocking into his own for a second before it went back to its own desk. He glanced at the boy next to him and made a small ‘hmm’ noise to let him know that he was listening without attracting the attention from the teacher. “My names Joshua Dun, but you can call me Josh. What’s your name?” The kid, Josh, already knew his name, seeing as the teacher had announced it to the classroom without his permission, but maybe he wanted to make sure he was actually not an alien?

“Tyler, Tyler Joseph,” the brunet smiled politely. The grin he got back was well worth the step out of his comfort zone and giving away his name. This was the start of a beautiful friendship.

It was two years later when their friendship shifted. That fateful exchange of names had led to Josh and Tyler spending all of their time together. They were always together. Their parents expected to have the other to be with their son every day. If you found Josh, you found Tyler and vice versa. They were inseparable. The only time in those two years that they were separated was the day that Josh showed up with a bloody nose and a black eye. Tyler remembers was if it was a part of his body.

“Josh? What the hell?!” Tyler had shouted, the thirteen-year-old staring at his best friend as if he was one of Josh’s beloved aliens. It had been the one day that Tyler stayed home because he was too sick to go to school. He had been texting Josh all day long, but he had not said anything about someone fighting him. “Come here,” Tyler demanded, reaching out towards Josh, the other boy moving towards his friend. He winced when the clammy fingers touched his face, not from the feeling of them but from the pain in his face. “What happened?” Tyler whispered, shifting and letting out a soft groan at the soreness of his body.

“Some guys jumped me after school, it’s fine Ty. Do you need anything?” The older boy – only by a few months – asked, running his own fingers through Tyler’s sweaty curls. It was not normal behavior for adolescent boys, but Josh and Tyler had never been normal. Not with Tyler’s homeschool experience and Josh’s anxiety with others. The two depended on the other for a lot seeing as they were each other’s only friends. Tyler snapped back to the present when Josh’s thumb stroked his cheekbone to get him focus.

“No, mama said something ‘bout soup ‘while ago,” his voice was nasally, but Josh seemed to be able to follow along well enough. “Why’d they jump you?” Tyler asked shyly, hand reaching up to wrap around Josh’s wrist, though not moving his hand from his hair. Josh sighed gently, knowing that Tyler was not going to drop the subject. The older boy went to speak, but the clicking of a door had him burying his face into Tyler’s shoulder. If Kelly saw him with a busted nose she would tell his parents and inform the school. He couldn’t let that happen.

“Oh! Josh honey, I didn’t even know you were here. You are going to get sick though,” she said, taking in the sight of Josh curled against her eldest chest. Tyler tangled his fingers into Josh’s curls and held him closer.

“He had a rough day, mom.” Tyler explained loosely, staring at his mother pointedly. She frowned in concern and looked down at the other boy before placing the bowl of soup on Tyler’s beside table. She stopped for a brief minute to pat his head before leaving the room, the door clicking close behind her. Josh pulled back, frowning at the bit of blood that was left on Tyler’s shirt from his face. He reached for the soup and took a quick sip from the corner of the bowl before handing it over to Tyler. The chocolate eyes stared at Josh’s mocha ones waiting for him to start talking.

“They had said something about you being,” Josh paused for a second, looking down at his slacks and picking a loose thread that was hanging from them. Tyler ate his soup quietly, not wanting to interrupt Josh’s story. “Gay.” Hearing that word had Tyler’s back straightening and he let out a slight whimper. Josh’s fingers reassuringly stroked his hair. “Kept calling you my boyfriend and stuff like that and so I stood up for you and said we were just friends.” Tyler had no idea why that confession had hurt more than being called gay. His parents were more accepting than others and he knew that being gay was not bad, but still not many boys his age were. Being called gay was still a slur that hurt most of the boys his age and made them defensive. “One thing led to another and I ended up telling them that I was bi,” Josh paused when Tyler made a confused noise in the back of his throat.

“What’s that?” Tyler asked gently, not sure what Josh meant by the word or if it was a bad one.

“Bi?” At Tyler’s nod, Josh let a small smile slip on his face before continuing. “Bisexual. It is when you love boy boys and girls. Though I think I may like boys more than girls.” Josh admitted shyly, once more looking down at his pants. Tyler sat confused for a second, trying to process the information. Josh liked boys? There was something other than straight and gay? You could like both? His sick addled mind was swimming. “Apparently they think bi is a synonym for gay and beat me up. Don’t worry, I caught a few lucky punches as well,” Josh smiled, his lips and teeth a bit red from the blood that had spilled from his nose. Tyler had never thought he looked handsomer.

“You can like both?” Tyler asked, looking down at his soup, spoon moving around the noodles within. Josh looked over Tyler as the brunet distractedly pushed around his soup. Even in the littlest activities and sick Tyler still looked beautiful to him. Tyler was everything that Josh was not, but instead of feeling envious, Josh felt complete. Tyler completed him and the puzzle piece that was missing.

“Of course you can Ty, there are no rules on love,” Josh said gently, watching as the sick boy raised his head to scan Josh’s face. He could see hope in Tyler’s eyes and maybe even a bit of astonishment.

“Can I try something?” Tyler whispered, gently setting his soup to the side and shifting closer to Josh. Upon seeing his wince, Josh moved closer for Tyler so he wouldn’t tire himself out more. Now sitting a couple inches away from each other, the two stared at each other. It was a game of chicken to see who would make the first move. Josh finally nodded his head at Tyler’s question, realizing that maybe that is what Tyler is waiting for. And sure enough the younger boy tilted his head forward. It felt like slow motion.

To say that either of them forgot the taste of blood and chicken noodle soup to this day would be a lie. And to say that Josh regret getting sick the next day was an absolute lie. He would not have changed a thing about that day.

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hey guys! i hope you like this! i think it is really cute and stuff, but i'm not sure if people in my class will like it! oh well! i love it! if you wanna talk to me or ask for any plots or situations, send me an ask on my tumblr, scarycis

comments really keep me going guys so let me know what you guys think!

[area50dununiverse]

Happy New Year (Joshler)

The bass vibrated through the floor, up through Josh's body and in his chest. He took another drink of his warm beer and laughed at Brad's dancing. "Like this!" He shouted over the music, his body moving to the beat, out of coordination. The group laughed as Josh thrusted his hips in time with the beat.

Tyler smiled as he watched Josh dance from across the living room. It was Josh's idea to hold a New Year's Eve party and Tyler was glad they could party with their friends and family, without the hassles of going out anywhere. Tyler wasn't sure of the time, but he knew it was early. He turned to pick up a slice of cold pizza from the pizza box that was left on the table and made his way over to his best friend for a dance.

There was an hour to go until midnight and Josh was holding Tyler in some sort of dance. There were a few mumbles of 'kiss him already.' And 'you guys need to fuck and get over it.' But they ignored it as always. Josh watched Tyler, his face alight with joy, eyes shining, smiling wide. Josh's heart swelled as he spun Tyler, giggling and squealing.

"So-" Mark started, handing out party poppers, ready for midnight. Josh was supposed to he helping but he was too busy chatting and laughing. "You and Tyler. You two gonna confess your feelings?"

"What?!" Josh scoffed, a blush rising through his face. "Everyone knows you two are into each other. Everyone but you two, it seems." Josh frowned, his eyes picking Tyler out of the crowd. He was dancing again, with Brad and a few others. Mark disappeared and Josh continued to watch Tyler.

"Ready?' Someone shouted, Turing up the television. Everyone was crowed around, wearing party hats and blowing party horns. Tyler gripped onto Josh's arm, excitement bubbling through him. "Time to say goodbye to a great year!' He shouted towards Josh. "And hello to an even better one!" Josh smiled. Tyler nodded, squeezing Josh's arm. He was glad to be here, sharing these moments with his best friend. Josh was the best person in his life and he was thankful for him.

"Ten..! Nine..!" Josh held Tyler's hand, counting with the crowd. Various people were holding their loved ones, ready for the new year kiss, others were drinking their beers and laughing. "Five..! Four..!" Tyler was bouncing on his heels as he counted, ready with his party popper. As he counted three, he met Josh's eyes, a wide smile playing at his lips. Josh looked at him and Tyler was about to ask what was wrong when everyone counted down to one, poppers going off everywhere and suddenly, Josh's lips were on his.

Josh pressed his lips against Tyler's as various people also kissed the ones they loved. It felt right, it felt warm and safe. Tyler's arms wrapped around Josh's neck and he was vaguely aware of his friends cheering and clapping him on the back. Tyler pulled away, a smile on his perfect lips, the lips Josh just tasted and moved in for another kiss.

"Start the year as we mean to go on." He said, pulling back again. Josh laughed adding "I plain to kiss you a lot." Tyler leaned in and kissed Josh again. They were covered in party popper string and glitter and it was perfect.

"Happy new year Ty."

"Happy new year Josh."

[twentyonepilotsficlibrary]

hey, I’m a sex-repulsed asexual in need of some super fluffy one-shots that don’t escalate to sex. do you have recs?

absolutely! we also have both asexual!tyler and asexual!josh tags if you wanted to check those out. -Madi

Do the Trick or Treat by perditions_bixch (1/1 | 7040 | Teen and Up)

Tyler’s profession as a teacher is going smoothly until he meets the father of the brightest in his class.

“Merry Christmas, Tyler.” by LonelyAngel (1/1 | 1436 | General)

Tyler, Josh, Patrick, Pete, Frank, Gerard and, of course, Brendon live in a house and celebrate Christmas together for the first time.

Lots of fluff.

Sweet Things Like You (and Christmas Cookies) by HoleInTheWallWriting (1/1 | 601 | General)

Josh turned the dial on his old 90’s radio, looking for the only station in Columbus that wasn’t playing the obnoxious studio hits of Christmas music. Across the kitchen, Tyler was dancing to some tune he’d made up on the fly as he mixed a bowl of cookie dough.

Or, the fic where Tyler and Josh are making cookies for Christmas dinner, but Josh decides to play a little prank on his husband.

So full of energy and easily amused (rewritten) byjosh_u_r_dun (1/1 | 1008 | General)

How did josh end up pushing Tyler on a swing at 4am?Oh yeah, red bull.

Tyler has Red Bull, Josh wants to sleep. It’s 3am.

[afuckingdemon]

Bored

If you guys have fanfic suggestions I'm up to write anything (Joshler, Johnlock, Phan, Destiel, Stucky. Ect.) So just drop me an ask or comment on the post if you got any ideas :D

[charmingjoseph]

taken by sleep

MAJOR TRIGGER WARNING, MENTIONS OF SELF HARM AND SUICIDE, STAY SAFE MY FRIENDS. sorry this is so late, i’ve been in school. it’s been rough. enjoy ~lexi. ~ it’s the arguing that got him. it made tyler joseph feel as if he was sinking, no will to continue anything or go on with his life in general. he felt useless. of course, this wasn’t the case. his long term boyfriend, josh dun, needed him. they were the stereotypical couple that everyone was jealous of. they were always together, and most likely would’ve always been together, if not for this tragic accident. it was a wednesday. a boring wednesday, the ones where absolutely nothing happen, and it makes everyone want to lay in bed while the clock continues ticking the day away. tyler had been making coffee. he was looking for mugs when josh came in, yelling on the phone about some project he had for work. josh worked at a high class banking job. he practically had the bluetooth ear phone stuck to his ear, talking to what seemed like the air. the brunette usually stayed quiet while his boyfriend was like this, sitting on the counter and swinging his feet absentmindedly, sipping coffee, ignoring the burning sensation on his tongue. joshua was yelling more than usual today, though. “move.” he said, and it took tyler a second to realize he was talking to him. the brunette furrowed his eyebrows at josh’s aggressive tone, but hopped off of the counter. you see, tyler was a bit clumsy. he tended to trip over things and drop stuff. it was who he was. in this case, he spilled his coffee. all over josh. luckily, it wasn’t burning anymore, but it was still warm, and stained his shirt, invading the fibers. josh was fuming, his bluetooth headphone falling out of his ear and into the already made puddle of coffee. “i’m so— i’m so sorry josh! oh my god! here, i’ll help you—“ he was cut off quickly by josh. “don’t you dare fucking touch me. you’ve already helped, /quite/ enough.” josh growled, slapping away his hand when tyler touched him, /hard./ tyler was taken aback. this wasn’t the first time something like this had happened. again, he was a klutz, so he made a mess of everything. one time, on their second date which seemed like centuries ago, tyler spilled water all over josh. the boy laughed it off, taking his sweatshirt off and continuing the date. now, in the present, josh was more uptight, more stressed out. “josh, i said i’m sorry, okay? jesus, it’s not that big a deal.” tyler barely comprehended the words as they shot out of his mouth. he could see josh’s face from shocked, to furious. “listen here, you little shit! i work all day and all night to get us these things, the least you can fucking do is try not to make things worse. you’re pathetic.” josh seethed, and tyler couldn’t lie, he was shaking. “i’m trying my best, alright? it’s not my fault you’re an uptight prick!” tyler yelled. “you’re so dumb, tyler. so stupid that you can’t even find a job for yourself. you can keep telling yourself that this music thing will take off, but you’re lying to yourself. you’re never going to make it tyler, never. wake up like the rest of us. do something valuable with your life.” josh said, and then he was gone. tyler felt a sob rip through his body, and before he knew it, he was crying. then it was when he came home, when josh arrived through that door, when everything really took place. he came home angry, because when wasn’t he angry anymore? tyler had tried to make dinner. but his cooking skills didn’t go much past ramen, and he accidentally burnt the food. so the house was filled with smoke. josh was not happy about this. “what the hell did you do?!” josh scolded, opening the door to let some air in. at this point, tyler was again angry at him, but it seemed he couldn’t yell. “i was— i was trying to—“ he began. “you really can’t do anything right, can you? you’re useless, tyler. fucking— useless!” josh snapped, huffing and going into his office. tyler’s face was solemn. he really couldn’t do anything right, could he? nothing. josh was right. he was pathetic, a pathetic waste of space. he was crying again for the second time, and this time he ran for the bathroom, slamming the door and pressing the lock shut. he grabbed the razor blade. the one that was hidden under the basket that held combs and other things. the brunette went to the bathtub, filling it up. he turned it up to a searingly hot temperature, comparing to the coffee this morning. he examined the blade in his fingers, cutting them a bit in the process by accident. he didn’t care. the cold metal found its way pressed up again his wrist. slice. it went through easily. tears mixed with blood that mixed with water as he made more and more, and then he couldn’t stop himself from pushing harder, and longer. the color was fading from his world, now. he was taken. taken by numbness, and helplessness. the brunette was taken by sleep. pathetic. ~ josh had knocked at the door softly, guilt trapping his system. “tyler, i’m so sorry. i didn’t mean it, i swear. i was just angry, and i took it out on you. please open the door.” no response. “ty, please.” still nothing. “tyler.” nothing. then he was concerned. “tyler?” his voice squeaked. when he got no answer, he tried to open the door himself. it was locked. all he could hear was the subtle drip of the faucet. they’d been planning to get a new one. “tyler, open the door please.” he continued, his voice urgent. he was pushing against the door now, his head formulating things that could’ve happened. maybe tyler had headphones in. maybe he accidentally fell asleep in the bath. he was pounding against the door, wearing the lock on it until it busted, and josh fell to his knees, looking up fast enough to practically give himself whiplash. tears fell when he saw the nightmare before him. his boyfriend’s face had gone pale. his eyes closed peacefully. that was about the only peaceful part about it. there were large cuts on his wrists, turning the bathtub a scary crimson color. “no!” josh yelled, moving to him and cradling his head. “p-please tyler, be okay. please.” his world was crashing as red stained his white shirt that he’d changed into when tyler had spilled coffee on the first one. “please wake up!” he was angry now, pounding on the edge of the bathtub, breaking a piece off. “i’m so fucking sorry tyler, please, come back. i’ll do anything. i need you.” though he knew tyler wasn’t coming back. he won’t ever be back, nor will it ever be the same. tyler was taken by sleep. ~ DAMN HI YALL THIS WAS SAD TO WRITE BUT ENJOY ?? again major trigger warning stay safe my friends.

[rrickgrrimes8]

Josh when...

Josh when Tyler embarrasses both of you...

"So, (y/n), life on tour, what's that like?"

"Oh well so far it's been amazing. I mean I got to spend some more time with Tyler and Jenna and obviously with my hubby." You said slapping Josh's knee playfully.

"What about you, Josh? What's it's like having (y/n) on tour with you for the first time since you became a married couple?"

"It's great. Really. It's amazing. I know we both were a little scared about basically living in a tour bus for months on end sharing one small bed but we adjusted and we haven't killed each other yet." The interview chuckled at his comment along with (y/n) and himself.

"And you, Tyler? How are you feeling with this?"

"Um well I tolerate (y/n). She's okay I suppose it's just one little thing that they do that just gets in my nerves."

"Oh really what would that be?"

"At night they're just so loud. I don't know what they are doing in their bunk but I really want the moaning to stop. Like man I'm trying to sleep"

"Oh my god." (Y/n) mumbled under her breath before both you and Josh's faces started to turn bright red.

"Just out of interest what are you guys doing so late? At first I thought you might be playing some sort of a game but now it kinda sounds like your wrestling."

"Wrestling? How so?" The interviewer encouraged him clearly finding your embarrassment hilarious.

"Umm I'm not sure recently it's become rougher and louder. Sometimes I can almost hear slapping happening and I'm like Josh you can't slap woman. But sometimes it sounds like she likes it. (Y/n) always shouts about 'how good he is' and 'how much she likes it' but I don't understand what's going on that she likes so much. If I did I would ask Josh to do it to me."

Both the interviewer and Tyler start to laugh while (y/n) shrinks in her chair and Josh looks around blushing. (gif)

"Tyler ,man, Stop."

"What? Why?"

"Dude just stop." Josh laughed pulling (y/n) towards him and kissing her.

"They do that at night too before and after they do the other thing."

"Tyler stop!" They scream in unison.