#me to my manager: oh nooooo our table it's broken

[lesellieknope]

i love being mentally checked out my job... no stress babie

[starshine-effendy]

[No sleep] Truth or dare

Is this a series? One answer: Possibly 

Summary: You, beautiful reader, just want to sleep. You haven’t gotten a good night rest ever since you got the 104ths living with you. You sleep in the same dorms with the girls but somehow you’re the only one who can’t get a good night sleep properly. So this is night you thought you were going to get some sleep but instead... This happened. 

Paring: Levixreader 

Warning: Uhhhhhhhhh.... Probably some sleepless nights and screaming? 

It had been a tiring day at training, you had extra cleaning to do so you weren’t the first to get to your room. It was probably 2am but nonetheless, you were ready to sleep. The moon’s light bounced off your window giving enough light to see the shadows of your surroundings. The night was young and the stars were glimmering in the beautiful night sky. The room was still and quiet. Some girls must’ve already fallen asleep. You felt sleep was approaching you too so you drifted off and off... and o-

BAM!!!!

Your eyes shot up and you heard some girls must’ve jumped, hitting their head of the bottom of the bunk or the ceiling. “GUYS!!!!!!” Oh no... You knew that voice very well and you were not in a mood for it. “Let’s go to the mess hall!!!” Hange yelled. You silently cursed and saw that Sasha, Christa and Ymir were already on their way out the door. Hange was standing beside the door giving them space to walk out. When she saw that you were the only one who didn’t move from your position she took matters in her own hands. She called over Mikasa. 

Next thing you knew... You were being dragged by your legs across the halls by Mikasa. Honestly you felt like crying because all you wanted to do was sleep but here you were being literally dragged around HQ. 

You and Mikasa arrived in the mess hall and Mikasa dragged your poor soul towards the giant circle everyone made. She specifically placed you beside Hange and Levi. Everyone was sitting while you were still laying down cursing about Mikasa’s abnormal strength. 

“Alright! Let’s discuss the game!” 

You realized a groan louder than expected. Everyone eyed at you before Mikasa waved you off telling everyone that you were just a sleepy grump. 

You cursed at her before getting pinched by Levi making you jolt up and sat down. You gave him a glare. Sure, you and Levi have been together since the undergrounds and he knew what buttons to push but he didn’t have to make you join this gosh forsaken game in the middle of the night! 

“It’s a simple game of truth or dare. Fail to comply with your dare or speak the truth for your truth and you’ll have to spin the bottle as punishment,” Hange explained. 

You groaned once more. 

(Btw in the circle there was: Mobilt, Hange, You, Levi, Armin, Eren, Mikasa, Sasha, Connie, Jean, Reiner, Annie and Bertolt).... 

“I’ll start first,” Hange exclaimed, “Levi! Truth or dare?” 

“Tch, truth,” Levi replied, hands crossed. 

“What did you do last night with Y/N?” Hange asked with a wide grin that would put the titans to shame. While everyone stared at their captain with curiosity. You blushed wildly. 

“I gave her a reward,” Levi replied. 

“Oh hoho~~~ What reward?” Hange teased. 

“I gave her my mop,” Levi replied. (HA! YOU THOUGHT!! YA NASTYYY HAHAHAHA) 

“It was a really effective mop,” You said with crimson red cheeks. 

Everyone stared at the both of you confused. Huh...? Blushing wildly over a mop? 

“Mobilt! Truth or Dare?” Levi asked. 

“Dare,” He replied

“I dare you to confess,” Levi said with a smirk.

“H-HAH?” Now it’s Mobilt’s turn to blush. 

“Confess” You chanted. After a minute, the whole circle was chanting, “Confess” now. 

“I LIKE HANGE-SAN!” He yelled out. 

Hange stared at him for a moment. 

“You know I wanted you to confess that you took my tea but I guess that counts,” Levi said. 

“I DIDN-” Mobilt tried to say but he was cut off by Hange dragging him by his back collar towards the rooms. 

Everyone stared as they left. 

“Welp! That concludes our game. I’m going to sleep now~” You cheered. You got up and walked towards the exit when...

“AWWW BUT I HAVEN’T GOTTEN MY TURN YET!” Sasha protested. 

“SAME!”

“I-I wanted a turn too,”

“I did want one too” 

These kids.... Will be the death of me you thought to yourself. 

You turned around and sighed, “You kids...” 

You shook your head and went back towards your seat. Levi wrapped his arm around your waist securing you so that you won’t leave again. You sighed, “Sasha... Ask,” 

“OH!!!! Connie! Truth or Dare?” She squealed.

“Hahaha, Truth!” Connie confidently replied.

“Did you or did you not ‘accidently’ used Captain Levi’s cravat to clean the tables?” She asked with a mischievous grin. 

Levi’s grip on your waist tightened. A sign that he was not happy. You watched as Levi stared daggers to Connie. Connie’s face was pale and he reached out towards the bottle and he spun.

This was a second option. Kiss the person the bottle lands on or still do the truth/dare assigned to you. The bottle landed on Jean. Connie looked as if he was rethinking his life choices. 

“Is it too late to sleep?” Connie asked. 

“Yes” Everyone in the circle replied. 

Connie sighed and went over to Jean and kissed him on the cheek. Everyone in the room started laughing except for Connie, Jean and Levi who were disgusted. 

“Reiner! Truth or Dare?” Connie called out.

“Pfft, Dare!” Reiner replied, boldly. 

“I dare you to flirt with Y/N!” 

Levi and Reiner stiffened at the dare. Levi pulled you closer to him whilst giving Reiner a death glare. Sweat could be seen on Reiner’s forehead and he reached out for the bottle. He gave it a spin and it landed... on... Levi. 

Everyone gave him pitiful stares. Reiner felt as death was close to him. He inhaled, mentally preparing himself for the pain that was about to come but he thought... Hey... He’s the armor titan. Levi can’t hurt him. So with the confident he had inside of him he confidently said, “Hey Y/N.... I heard your boyfriend treats you like a princess,” You nodded while Levi was glaring daggers at him. If looks can kill Reiner would already be 6 feet below. Reiner... This guy had the audacity to point finger guns at you and continued, “Well you should go out with me instead... Cause I’ll treat you like a queen,” 

“Braun, if you must know I don’t treat Y/N like a princess or a queen,” Levi said with a murderous tone, “I treat her like a Goddess,” Everyone’s eyes widen at their captain’s response. 

Reiner sunk to the ground feeling defeated. Everyone started patting Reiner’s back. 

“Pfft the captain one up you bro,” 

“It’s okay Reiner,” 

“Stop being a baby about it,” 

Reiner looked up to see Levi in front of him. He stomped on Reiner’s fingers. Everyone heard a loud crunch of bones shattering. Levi has broken Reiner’s fingers. He went back and wrapped his arm around you again protectively. 

Reiner, Annie and Bertolt went to the infirmary to heal his broken fingers. 

And now there were 8. 

“Captain ask someone!” Connie yelled. 

“Tch, OI Jeager! Truth or dare?” 

“Uh... Truth Sir!”

“Tell us your relationship with that crazy bodyguard of yours!” 

“Huh..? Who? Mikasa?” Eren questioned.

“Yea” 

“Well... She’s my sister Sir,” 

Mikasa grunted at this and Levi tsked. 

“Armin Truth or Dare?” 

“T-truth,” 

“Who’s the prettiest girl in the circle even if they left?” Eren excitedly questioned. 

“...Annie,” The blonde’s cheeks became crimson. 

“Y/N! Truth or dare?” The blonde cried out.

You weren’t paying attention to them. You were dozing off, head on Levi’s shoulders. Half-asleep... but you managed to mumble out a “Dare” loud enough for everyone to hear. Armin nodded and said “I dare you to kiss the Captain,” 

No response... No movements... You were asleep. 

“Y/N?” 

Everyone started to call out your name but luckily Levi didn’t move. Until that is... Mikasa poked you. You jolted up to your feet and cried out, “YES! HI I’M ALIVE!” 

“I-... I uh dared you to kiss the Corporal,” Armin reminded. 

“YEs... ThE Who?” You were standing, half-asleep and your brain couldn’t process what was happening. 

“Captain Levi,” Mikasa said. 

“AH! Yes! He’s my boyfriend!” You blurted out pointing your hands towards the ceiling. 

“We know he’s your boyfriend just kiss him and get this dare over with,” Mikasa grunted. 

“Kiss... him” You turned your head towards Levi. Who had one eyebrow raised. 

“But he’s too hot... I’ll burn” You mumbled loud enough for everyone to hear. 

“Is she drunk?” Jean questioned. 

“No idea...” Connie replied. Jean’s eyes went to Sasha but she just shrugged. 

“I haven’t slept in 3 days...” You said, nonchalantly.

“Why didn’t you sleep brat?!” Levi scolded. 

You were about to answer when you collapsed face first towards the floor. 

.

.

.

Silence filled the room until...

“OH MY GOD SHE’S DEAD!” Sasha yelled. 

“NOOOOO I JUST GOT TO KNOW HER!!!” Connie followed. 

“Y/N!!! NOOO” Jean cried out. 

“I was starting to like her,” Mikasa also followed. 

“IS SHE ACTUALLY DEAD?! I’LL KILL ALL THE TITANS FOR YOU Y/N!!” Eren yelled. 

“Guys... She’s not dead she’s just asleep!” Armin yelled, disappointed. 

“Oh” Eren, Sasha, Connie and Jean mumbled. 

“Tch... Troublesome brat,” 

Levi closed his eyes and rubbed his temples. When he opened them he saw you gone from the floor. He looked around the room with a little panic. When he saw you being carried on Mikasa’s shoulders he sighed and shook his head. 

“At least you were going to sleep in your room now,” 

But what he didn’t know was it was 4am and you were going to only get an hour of sleep. 

[leahxx129]

Misbehavior (Tony Stark x Reader)

This is my entry for the stunning @lancsnerd ‘s 1K Challenge. Congrats girl once more! My prompt can be found in bold in the text.

As for the fic, this is not how I intended it to play out at all but once I started writing one thing followed the other and voilà - it was born. I hope you enjoy & also please forgive me for the sucky smut part. I need to work on my smut writing skills, I know.

Summary: A mission goes sideways because of Tony Stark’s impulsive decision and this angers you to the point of punishing him in a very special way. Unbeknownst to you, an entire audience witnesses it.

Warnings: swearing, smut

Word count: 2.060-ish

Gif is not mine.

You are walking through the glass suspension bridge in the Stark Tower; Natasha, Steve, Tony, Clint, Bruce and Thor follow closely in your heels. The course of an outstandingly important mission deviated from schedule, and Fury commanded you to gather in the conference room for a video discussion, right after the Quinjet’s landed.

No matter how hard you try you can’t remember a single time when you’ve been angrier than now. In fact, the word ‘angry’ doesn’t even begin to cover it. Mad? No. Furious? Close but not quite. If it wasn’t for Natasha you’d feel much better now. Stark would have a broken nose and you would have your peace of mind... but no, she had to intervene and restrain you.

“I’m just saying that my brilliance may not be evident but that is what brought the mission to success today, not Little Miss Goodie Two-Shoes over there!” Tony provokes you and you’d be damned if you missed the opportunity to rip him a new one.

You turn around and duck from Nat in one quick motion, but Steve steps in front of the genius billionaire playboy philanthropist, shielding him.

“I appreciate the gesture, Rogers, but I don’t need protection from Y/N.” Tony objects.

“You’re not in your suit and she could strangle you to death with her thighs exclusively, so you might wanna reconsider, Stark.”

“I mean, wouldn’t be the worst way to die I guess…”

“Come on people, move!” Thor yells at all of you out of the blue, earning your undivided attention. “I must get back to Asgard as soon as possible and your childish banter just puts off the end of this gathering we are about have.”

“Childish banter?” you repeat, pulling a face. “We almost failed because of Stark’s eccentricity! Heck, one of us could’ve died!”

“Little dove, you do realize I’m a god, right? I cannot die, so it couldn’t have been me.” he states with a wink, leaning to the side of the bridge.

“Actually, I did some research and that’s not entirely true.” Bruce chips in, making Thor’s head snap in his direction.

“What are you talking about, Banner?”

“Technically, you are not immortal.”

“Lie. I am.”

“But you’re not.”

“But I am.”

“Okay people, I think we’re gonna find out who’s immortal and who’s not if we will be any later to Fury’s meeting!” Clint puts an end to their disagreement and urges you all to proceed.

You push the double-winged door open and take a seat at the far end of the oval glass table. When Tony is only a few chairs away from you, Steve pulls on his shoulder, forcing him to sit down right next him. The others make themselves comfortable as well and a hologram of Fury appears in the middle of the table almost immediately after.

“I’ve been waiting for quite some time now, Avengers.” he proclaims. “I figured maybe you had difficulties grasping what ‘right after landing’ meant and you went to take a shower or something, but you still look like crap, so…explain.”

“We’re sorry for the delay, Fury. It’s just Y/N and Tony had a moment of not seeing eye to eye.” Nat replies.

“And why is that?”

“Oh, I don’t know… maybe because Stark’s an egoistic prick and his reckless behavior endangered all of us?!” you answer him this time.

“Not all of us.” Thor interjects “He didn’t endanger me.”

Everybody brushes his comment off with a sigh, even Fury chooses to ignore it.

“Can I just say that I do not agree with Y/N ’s ascertainment?” Tony inquires as innocently as possible, but you are not fooled by his pretenses. You’ve grown to know all his little games and tricks by now.

“You can but nobody cares, Stark.” you voice your opinion before Fury even gets the chance to open his mouth. “What the hell were you thinking?! I know your magical armor is almost invincible but the rest of us aren’t and exposing us to the enemy did not aid the cause of the mission!”

“See, that’s where you are wrong, Y/N. Our arrival was highly anticipated and by doing something unexpected – in this case exposing ourselves and pretending to surrender – we managed to catch them off-guard and consequently we were able to defeat them. I call this smart leadership and if this is your peculiar way of thanking me, you’re welcome!”

“Un-believable! Smart leadership?! Stark, it’s obvious you winged it just like everything else in your life! Gosh, do you even hear yourself when you talk?”

“Okay, now that’s getting a bit personal-“ but Tony’s not able to finish his sentence.

“ENOUGH!” Fury thunders. “This isn’t kindergarten. You know what? Get out. Both of you.”

“I beg your pardon?” you can’t believe your ears.

“I said leave the conference room. Both of you. You got ten minutes to cool down then you may rejoin the discussion.”

Tony rolls his eyes and slowly takes his leave. You wait a couple of seconds, hoping Fury would change his mind and let you stay but nothing happens. You let out a loud scoff and storm out. The heavy door closes behind you with  a thud and you head to the bridge, but before you could set a foot on it, you hear a violent ‘psssssst’ coming from a door cracked open about ten feet away. You approach it with caution but as you get near it, a hand reaches out and pulls you in.

“Tony?!” you blurt out.

“Ssshhh! No need to scream just yet, darling.” he scolds you then flashes a smile that would make the majority of earth’s female population drop their panties in an instant.

“Is this… is this a janitor’s closet??” you ask incredulously as you take in your surroundings.

“Yeah, but hey, you know the drill about desperate times and desperate measures... I want you. Now.”

Not waiting for a reaction, he grabs your hips and kisses you forcefully. You can taste the whiskey he drank prior the battle mixed with blood from your busted lip on his tongue. A second later you push him away and he looks utterly at loss.

“You risked the success of our mission earlier today! Do you honestly expect me to just let that slip? You were a bad boy, Tony. And you know what bad boys deserve?”

“Punishment.”

You take a step closer and press yourself flush against his body while standing on your tiptoes.

“Indeed. And I think I may have to be the one to deliver the punishment in the form of what the French call La Petite Mort.” you whisper in his ear, and you can feel his hard-on twitching in his expensive Hugo Boss pants.

He loses control almost immediately and pins you against the wall.

“That’s my favorite kind of death, darling!” he says in between kisses.

It takes a few seconds to peel each other’s redundant clothing off, but you succeed. He flips you so you’d face the wall and enters you from behind. A moan escapes your mouth. One of his hands is on your hip and the other one he uses to reach to the front and massage you.  

“You know, you couldn’t have come up with a better punishment, even if you tried…” he pants, his lips brushing against your neck.

“Thanks... but lately I feel like… I’ve been dealing out… more chastisement than ever…” you breathe out as pleasure slowly begins building inside you.

“Busted…you see what you do to me, Y/N? I aim to misbehave… just so you would get angry… and you’d punish me…”

He picks up the pace and soon you have to bite down on your lower arm to prevent yourself from screaming out. His fast motions morph into slow, sloppy ones and a deep groan lets you know he’s reached his bliss as well. You stand there for a minute all tangled up in each other, trying to normalize your breath.

“I so hate sneaking around…” you complain in a thin voice as you pull the zipper up on your skin-tight suit.

“I know, sweetheart, me too. But we’ll go official when the time is right.” he pecks you on the lips “Now let’s rejoin that ridiculous meeting.”

You enter the room but halfway to your seat you come to a halt. The atmosphere has clearly changed. Steve is staring into the void while Nat’s face is buried into her hands. Bruce appears to be thinking hard while Clint can’t tear his gaze from you.

“Where’s Thor? And Fury? Is the meeting over?” you ask.

“Thor left for Asgard and Fury is probably poking his other eye out. Or deafening himself. At least that’s what I’m contemplating right now.” Clint offers an explanation completely deadpan.

Before you can threaten him to kick his ass if he didn’t quit messing, Tony comes in and stops behind you.

“What happened to you all?” he draws his eyebrows together “It appears as if you- nooooo…“

His eyes widen and you look at him in confusion.

“The body camera in your suit.” he whispers to you through gritted teeth.

“Bingo, Mr. I aim to misbehave!” Nat’s voice is muffled but still audible.

When your heartrate increases or decreases to an unusual level, the camera starts projecting the image to the closest device capable of receiving its signal. This way you can get help if you’re in trouble or hurt. Apparently, the gadget cannot differentiate between an increase due to danger and an increase due to excitement, so the projection started in the conference room... As a result, the company present saw and heard everything. Everything. All the blood drains from your face.

“Next time please do us a favor and turn the damn thing off, would you?” Bruce suggests.

“Banner, you know how this works, too, why didn’t you stop the projection?!” Tony snaps at him.

“I tried but Thor got uncomfortable and smashed the control panel with his hammer! He damaged the system enough to log Fury out, but the video kept going and going… So, he summoned the Bifrost on the balcony and left. We, on the other hand, are still waiting for Fury’s return so we had to endure the whole show you put on...”

“Gosh, this is embarrassing… but hey, at least it was educational for Rogers, wasn’t it?

“Tony!” you smack his shoulder, feeling the heat rise to your cheeks.

“Yes, darling?” he snakes an arm around your waist.

Suddenly, Fury’s hologram pops back in.

“You…” he drags the word, staring daggers at the two of you. “You almost made me carve out my good eye…”

Clint claps his hands together then points at Fury, mouthing an ‘I told you’. Fury glances at him but carries on without reacting.

“If you didn’t happen to be two of earth’s mightiest heroes, I’d fire you in a heartbeat!”

“We are very well aware, and we are incredibly sorry for the inconvenience we caused!” you almost stutter the sentence. “It won’t happen again.”

“Hey!” Tony protests.

“I mean, in public.”

“Ah, okay.”

“Anyway…” Fury continues “Unfortunately, we all learned the true reason why today’s mission went sideways, but that’s not what’s gonna get documented. We will go with Stark’s smart leadership crap. If there are no further questions, the meeting is over, and you can disassemble.”

The others vanish in a blink of an eye, only Tony and you are left in the conference room. He pulls you closer and you wrap your arms around his neck.

“I guess the cat’s out of the bag now, huh?” he murmurs.

“Yup. Though this definitely wasn’t the way I wanted to let them know we’re together.”

You stand there for a couple of minutes, just swaying in each other’s embrace. You lean your head on his chest and listen to his heartbeat.

“Listen, I know you said public places were off-limits, but here’s this huge glass table and everyone’s gone!” Tony whispers, totally ruining the moment.

You roll your eyes and smack his shoulder yet again as a response, then head off.

“I assume that’s a no then?” he shouts after you.

A small smile spreads across his face. He is not a believer, but he believes in you and in what you two have. You’re the best thing that’s ever happened to him and he knows it.

[kote-the-inn-keeper]

Taangus Fic

COMMISSION [I don’t own s h i t of TAZ, lmao please go listen to the dnd podcast it’s god damn good guys. It’s so, so good and worth your time support the McElroys they are amazing.]

Fic Type: Fluff / Angst

Fandom: Taz / The Adventure Zone 

Pairing: Taako Taaco + Magnus Burnsides [Taangus]

Word count: 1,595

The last mission had been exhausting, and an experience the trio really would have preferred not to have. Or ever have again. Ever. Time warped, repeated death, chased my a giant worm thing through broken down mines, and then spit out to watch a town catch up to the current time was, oddly, normal. Not wanted, but normal-ish. As normal as it could be for working with the Bureau of Balance, that was. Dealing with tracking and collecting relics was all in a days work, along with the strange happenings and events that followed such items. 

Finally back in their private rooms, Merle had left to go and wind down, leaving Taako and Magnus alone. It was no secret the two of them were on and off flirting with one another; giving jokes at the worst of times and feeding off one another’s antics. It was painfully obvious, but took a long while to ever take off ‘officially’, let alone for them to be open about actually start to date one another. There was just something holding Magnus about talking about it, which in turn, made Taako keep it on the down low as well. 

“Hey, uhhh, Magnus? Mango? Magnaroonie?” Taako said, pulling his large wizard hat off and setting it on the table lightly. The braid he had been wearing was a mess, yet to be fixed from their completed mission. But somehow, the elf managed to pull off the messy look flawlessly. “Do you wanna talk for un momento? Just a small thing, nothin too big. Just a little chit-chat.”

Magnus paused pulling his armor off, looking to Taako in confusion. “Uh, sure? Can it maaaaybe wait until I get into something more comfortable though? We’re all a mess and I wanted to start working on something for Candlenights. It’s a while off, but I wanted to make Killian somethin.” 

Taako waved a hand lightly, “Yeah, yeah.” He finger gunned lightly to Magnus more half hearted than normal, “That’s a good idea.” Letting Magnus run off to get whatever it was he wanted to work on, the elf undid his long, blond braid and worked his fingers through his hair. Even for being tossed around and in the dirt, his hair was rather pristine. He moved to the couch, dropping down and kicking his feet up onto the coffee table with a silent sigh, resting his head back and trying to relax. 

Magnus came rushing back in, as he did everywhere he went. The burly man dropped onto the couch next to Taako happily with a block of wood and a knife in his hands. Slouching forward, he set to work carving whatever he was planning. “Soooo... What did you want to talk about?” He asked, taking a huge chunk of wood off the block and letting it hit the floor. “Is it bad news or...?”

“No, no. I just wanted to have a chat.” Taako replied, lifting his head and tossing an arm behind the couch. Giving a short sniff as he tried to think of his words, he glanced away from Magnus and pulled a leg up onto the couch and under himself.. “Ya know, uh, about us.”

“...Oh.” Magnus sighed, pausing his work. Setting the block and knife on the table, he sighed again and ran a hand through his short brown hair. “Taako--”

Taako held up a hand lightly, “Uh bup bup. Me first. I just wanted to say that I knoooow... I know that somethin is bothering you. I don’t know what that is, but, I understand. We all have things, so I don’t blame you for being quiet about it. I might just be slightly confused. Mostly confused.”

“Taako, it’s not you. It’s me.”

The blond elf’s ears pointed downward slightly, “Boy, have I heard that one.”

“I didn’t mean it like that.” Magnus corrected quickly, turning to face him more. “I’m not saying I don’t like you, or that I don’t want to be with you anymore. I literally mean it’s me. The reason I’m so quiet about this and everything is because of me.”

“Why though? What’s got you so cagey and suddenly hush hush bout being with me that even the banter we’ve got stops?” Taako asked, trying not to be offended or take it personally. He bit his tongue to not say anything too impulsive, trying to keep rational.

Magnus sighed heavily, hanging his head. “I used to be married... and... something bad happened. I lost my wife... I loved her so much, but I love you too, Taako. Do-Don’t think I love you any less, but, I feel... guilty? Yeah, I think I feel guilty dating again after loosing her. It was years ago, and I should move on by now because she wouldn’t want me to be like this either. But, it’s hard and I-I just really have mixed feelings about us -- you and me -- because I was married and I don’t think I’ve moved on fully.”

That was surprising to hear, leaving Taako silent. He blinked a few times, opening his mouth to say one thing, but thinking twice about it. 

“I know, I know.” Magnus continued, “I should have told you before. But I didn’t, and I’m sorry, Taako. I should have told you about all of this sooner. That I--”

“I don’t care.” Taako interrupted, pressing his hands together and taking a deep breath. “I. Don’t. Care. Look,” He parted his hands and looked to Magnus lightly. “you do you, my man. I don’t care that you were married before, and it wasn’t my business to know. You didn’t tell me for one reason or another, and I get that. It’s fine. We all have somethin we don’t talk about. Yours is your wife, and I have my own things. Everything isn’t just piled up on a table for grabs, trust me, I know that better than anyone else. People get married and shit happens, yours is just not one of the typical kinds of splits.”

Magnus looked surprised, trying to understand if Taako was really upset or not. He could be hard to read and understand sometimes, always taking him a moment or two to discern a situation through Taako’s tone. “You don’t care? At all?”

Taako shook his head. “Nope. Not at all.”

“It’s...It-This information really doesn’t bother you?”

“Nu-uh.” Taako crossed his arms, giving a tight nod. 

Magnus scratched as one of his bushy sideburns lightly, frowning and looking away nervously. “Oh...”

Taako noticed his actions and sighed, taking Magnus’ other hand with both of his, “Magnus, what I care about is you. I just... want you to be happy, whatever that could be. Alright? If being married in the past is really screwin with our flow and whatever, then it’s fine. I understand and I get it. Sometimes shit just doesn’t work. I’m not gonna cast Magic Missile at you or fuckin use any of my higher level spell slots just cause you call things off. I need that shit!” 

Magnus gave a lopsided grin, chuckling. “Yeah, ya do.”

“So, if you really need to take a break or whatever, I swear not to be petty.” Taako said, holding up one hand like he was reciting some oath. “I, Taako Taaco, the Wizard from t.v., won’t be petty as shit to Magnus Burnsides if he breaks up with me.” He said dramatically. 

“You mean it?”

Taako rolled his eyes as Magnus took his hands in his one huge one. “Uh, duh. I don’t just say shit to say it. You know this by now, big man.” 

Magnus smiled warmly, “Well, I don’t want to break up with you or anything like that. I do like you, a lot. And you make me happy, so like, I wanna keep you around as more than a friend. I just... ya know... sometimes struggle with moving on still. So, there might be a time where I might just-- maybe I might-- you know...”

“Yeah, ya said that before. And I get you. Just know I’m not gonna flip my lid or whatever if ya decide you can’t handle it. Alright? I was more worried about messing up our flow or losin ya completely.” Taako smiled and tilted his head lightly. “As long as neither of those goes down, I’m fine with whatever.”

Magnus pulled the elf into a tight hug, “Thank you, Taako.” He said lightly, holding Taako close.

Taako took a moment to decide if he wanted to play aloof and cool, or to accept the hug without complaint. Closing his eyes, he sighed and put his hands on Magnus’ back softly. “Just try and talk to me sometimes. Or else Merle might ‘Zone Of Truth’ us to death.”

“I’ll do what now?” The dwarf cleric’s voice came from the entryway.

Magnus and Taako paused, realizing how weird it must have looked for the two to be hugging so tightly on the couch as they were. “UHHHHH!” They both looked to him quickly.

Merle wiggled his eyebrows, hands on his hips. “Oh hooo... Sorry, was I interrupting something here?”

“Ew, ew, ew, ew. Moment’s gone. It’s dead. I’m dead. I am now fucking deceased. I’m claiming dead right now.” Taako gagged, throwing his hands up and moving away from Magnus, before hiding his disgust in his hands.

“Merle what the-- No!” Magnus groaned.

“Whaaat? Come on! I can just go if you two really need the time. I get y--” Merle pestered, smirking and knowing just what he was doing.

“Nooooo!” They both shouted.

[jishua-moved]

Light Me Up | Chapter 3

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Pairing: Vernon x OFC featuring S.Coups & Jeonghan

Genre: fluff, humor, mild angst

Word Count: 4143

[ Chapters: 1 | 2 | 3 ] + Moodboard

Summary:  Just as the moon had her scars and imperfections, so did she. And he loved every bit of it. To him, she was the moon that shone brightest in these rare moments. The moon who’s light had been dimmed. To her, he was the sun that would eventually, light her up in every way. Only she hadn’t accepted it yet. She hadn’t yet accepted the light slowly growing inside her chest, but it wouldn’t be long until she did.

“If you can love the wrong one so much, just imagine how much you can love the right one.”

A/N: Wow. This chapter really hates me. Through a whole lot of struggle and debating, I finally finished it! I’m so, so sorry it took thing long! A maaajor thank you to my lovely editor & best friend @kaviea for helping me read, edit and write this. It wouldn’t be this great without you. Bless you. Also, to those who have been waiting and hyping the heck out of this story, thank you so much! Thank you for waiting patiently and loving it. I hope this chapter is good enough and that the story will be loved. Thank you again <3

She walked in, just a few minutes before opening time. A week had passed since she’d hired Vernon.

Seungcheol, of course, had to jump in front of her, screaming, “You hired him!”

“Shhhh,” She pressed a finger to her lips, looking around a few times. Vernon was up on stage, a safe distance away from hearing them, so she continued.

“Yeah I hired him,” she threw her hands in the air dramatically, “Don’t even ask how it happened.”

Seungcheol shot her a satisfactory smirk and said, “So, did you tell uncle yet?”

She smiled, put a hand on his shoulder and said, “Oh. I’m not telling uncle. You are.” With a couple of pats on his shoulder, she casually walked towards the bar, flashing Vernon a welcoming smile.

Seungcheol didn’t tell uncle. Not that day, nor the next. Despite much debate between them, she eventually decided to keep it quiet, because the number of customers doubled. They were mostly girls, coming to see the newly hired rapper Vernon. She didn’t give these girls much thought, as they kept their distance and the security guards were always on the lookout for any harmful behavior.

Vernon did a good job. No, better than good. People loved him. They loved him for the obvious things: his messy hair, which somehow fell in time with his rhythm; his perfectly shy, but sometimes confident smile; for the way he looked down before gazing up with fire in his eyes. Energy radiated from him and pulled in everyone in the room, including her.

To her, above all of the obvious things, Vernon was still that sweet, clumsy boy who’d taken the stage and made it his. He’d even impressed Seungcheol with his lyrics and stage presence.

Vernon sat at the bar counter, talking to her, between his ‘performances’ while Seungcheol took over. They talked about the most random things and she found herself laughing at his quirky humor. Slowly, she started coming to work more often than just on the weekends. She loved seeing both of her friends perform so much and decided that staying at home wasn’t as enjoyable as this.

She was unaware of the effect Vernon suddenly had on her. At least not until she found herself mouthing his lyrics...

Several times a day because of you My head is bombarded, there is no space I’m trying to forget you But the thoughts of you are blocking my view.

Two weeks had passed by in a blink and during that short time, Vernon had found interest in the little things, like the rare laugh that she’d utter every time he attempted to be funny. She, in return, appreciated his efforts and enjoyed their conversations. She loved the way they could sit in complete silence sometimes; the way he didn’t have to fill it. Most of all, she loved his smile. It was too contagious, and even she couldn’t resist it.

Somewhere along those days, Seungcheol decided to take Vernon and her out to a karaoke bar, of all places. He said it was to celebrate the “growth in female customers thanks to their prodigy,” a sentence that made her roll her eyes.

She’d put on her favorite pair of out-of-work-skinny-jeans and a striped black sweater. Her ivory coat and scarf kept her warm.

Vernon rarely wore his snapback, but the bomber jacket was still very much attached to him. She always told him how he should’ve gotten a warmer jacket by now, or gloves for that matter, but no, Vernon was always finding unconvincing excuses not to dress warmly.

The bar was surprisingly empty, even though it was two days before New Year's Eve. The three of them settled down at a table in the corner, next to the single small stage. One of the waitresses took their orders and a few drinks later, Seungcheol was attempting to sing the chorus to a somewhat familiar song.

Vernon’s grin spread across his entire face. He furrowed his brows with amusement every time Seungcheol strove to hit a high note and then proceeded to clap joyfully when he managed it.

The two boys got along as if they had known each other for years. They were able to be simply boys, something she had never been able to be for Seungcheol. It was always fun to watch and even more fun being part of it. A little happiness along the usual monotonous days was much needed, as Seungcheol would say.

Somewhere along the fits of laughter, high notes, and Vernon’s claps, Seungcheol decided to ask her to sing.

“Your turn,” he gleamed.

Her brows shot up and she shook her head a couple of times while waving her hands around in denial, “Nooooo. No way. I can’t sing.”

Seungcheol moved over to Vernon’s side, placing both hands on his shoulders, “She’s lyiiiing,” he teased, with his eyes fixated on hers,“She can totally sing. In fact...”

He shifted his body over to her this time, placing his hands on her shoulders and squeezing lightly, “...She’s the best singer I know. Top of her class.”

She shook her head, switching gazes between Vernon and Seungcheol. “Stop bragging about me,” she complained, her voice soft and squeaky. She didn’t want to dig back into her college days.

Seungcheol pouted and she could see Vernon’s little smile vanish. She perceived that he had a glint of interest in his eyes, a kind of hope and expectation. He was curious, wanting to hear her sing, wanting to know more about the mysterious “ice queen.”

They locked their eyes together for a moment. A string of silence between them was interrupted by yet another plead from Seungcheol, “C’moooon. Please? Pretty please?”

She held Vernon’s expectant gaze and got up stubbornly, “Fine.”

While she walked over to the stage, Seungcheol cheered her on a little too loudly. She shot him a sharp gaze and he sat down silently. Vernon was almost on the edge of his seat at this point, his eyes glued to her face.

“Which song, though?” she asked. Looking around, she realized that she had zero clues as to what she could sing.

“How about the one you’d always play last summer?” Seungcheol suggested.

“Fine?”

“Yeah that one!” he said excitedly, flipping through the songs catalog until he found the one. “Got it,” he said and sat back down before pressing the play button.

She nodded, shuffling her feet in place and looking down at them. The first few notes played and her eyes met Vernon’s; goose bumps ran up her arms. An unexpected feeling. It had been long since she sang. She took a deep breath and she started.

Between the meaningless jokes, back-and-forth conversations And all the people, I look like I’m fine I pretend to be numb and I try to smile I try to turn around from your shadow but...

Her voice was a little shaky and unpracticed but pleasant to the ears. Seungcheol’s smile spread wide across his face. He remembered how she used to sing to herself in her apartment, dancing in place with a smile as wide as it could get. If only she could go back to being her old self.

Vernon sat in silence, taking in her every move and every sound with his lips slightly parted in awe. The way she carried herself on stage was beautiful. It was like she was engulfed in the rhythm and lyrics, blocking out the world around her. 

She heard herself singing the words as if she was somewhere outside of herself. It felt like she was choking on the lyrics that felt too raw, too personal, too real -- just like the memories that she so desperately tried to obliterate.

...I keep thinking About our last moment A calm goodbye with the words “take care”  “Not yet” I tell myself, like a fool...

She didn’t realize how much the song would hurt her. She was a fool indeed. A fool to love Jeonghan and a fool to come here with Seungcheol and Vernon. She regretted singing, let alone singing in front of them. She pretended so well, hiding her pain from Seungcheol, hiding it from herself and everyone around her. 

With the last few verses, she felt the tears crawling down her cheeks and the lump that grew in her throat didn’t make it any easier. Instead of stopping, she continued, with a voice more powerful than ever. The words came through her tears, her voice cracking at the very end.

...I can’t swallow the words that linger in my mouth It’s not fine Ah ah ah it’s not fine oh Ah ah ah it’s not fine

With her last shaky breath, she lowered her head in an attempt to hide the tears that were already apparent. She let out another, steadier breath but it was too late to hide anything. Her voice had made her into a mirror, reflecting her true, broken self in front of them.

She saw Seungcheol’s smile drop instantly. He understood immediately that she was anything but fine and that all this time she just pretended. He thought she’d gotten better over the year, but unfortunately, he was wrong.

Vernon, on the other hand, had a million thoughts running through his head, trying to piece together a puzzle of the story that no one told him. How bad was this break-up? What did that guy do to hurt her so bad? Bad enough for her to hide all good things inside herself, bad enough for her to cry unconscious tears while singing a song that seemed somehow familiar to her?

Before anyone could endure any more of the awkward silence, she placed the microphone down and made her way off the stage.

“I should get going,” she mumbled under her breath, trying to steady herself yet again. Raising her head, she flashed a fake smile to both of them, her glassy eyes not able to fool anyone.

Cheol

10:43 A.M.

Do you want to talk about what happened last night?

11:22 A.M.

You’re clearly not “fine”, so please talk to your best friend at least.

12:00 P.M.

:(

12:32 P.M.

Okay, at least promise me you’re coming to the New Year’s Eve Party. You’re in charge after all. You can’t not come...

12:33 P.M.

And besides, it wouldn’t feel the same without you.

12:34 P.M.

Plus, Vernon’s gonna perform a new song that he wrote! I know you wanna hear it.

12:35 P.M.

You totally wanna hear it, don’t you?

Her phone kept beeping throughout the rest of the day, but she couldn’t handle talking to Seungcheol, not yet. Now that he could see how unhappy she really was, he would find any excuse to stay, but she couldn’t let that happen. She was too much of a burden to him already.

Then there was Vernon too, who looked at her last night with so much curiosity and sincerity in his eyes. She couldn’t begin to imagine what had been running through his mind and the questions he’d probably asked Seungcheol. Eventually, he would ask her, but she hadn’t yet decided if she was going to answer those questions. She wasn’t sure if she was ready to face him just yet. To her relief, the New Year’s Eve Party wasn’t until tomorrow.

The dance floor was already bustling with the crowds of different people. Tonight, everything looked like a blur of glitter and color, only she was on the less sparkly side. A full-length black dress with a v cut hugged her curves. The lack of sleeves compensated for the lack of sparkle. Her perfectly straightened hair was swept to the side, revealing a silver dangling earring. She looked nothing like the girl who choked up over a song. Once again, she put on her polished mask. The mask that seemed to fool everyone, even Seungcheol himself.

She hid her sadness so well that her best friend didn’t even notice, and he usually noticed everything. Well, almost everything, Seungcheol thought as she finally walked up to him.

“…Are you really okay?” he asked carefully after a while of small talk and exchanged hellos. Noticing how she furrowed her brows, he quickly added, “I mean, I know you’re not but…”

She sighed, “Let’s not. At least not tonight, okay?”

He nodded, pursing his lips. He knew better than to pressure her and besides, it was New Year’s Eve. At least she tried being happy and he wanted to make sure she stayed that way even when he was gone. If he could leave her, that was.

Her expression softened, a smile appearing on her face and she added, “I like your suit by the way. Very sleek.”

It was a simple black one, with a white button up underneath his jacket. No tie, typical Seungcheol.

“Then you’ll love Vernon’s suit,” he smirked. “He’s backstage,” he added, taking note on how she automatically turned her head towards the stage at the mention of Vernon’s name.

She shot him a glare, unable to wipe a small smile off her face and made her way towards what they called a “backstage.” It was more of a tiny storage room behind the one big curtain.

As she approached the door, reaching out for the handle, Vernon burst out of the room coming face to face with her.

“Hey! You’re here!” he exclaimed excitedly. His face lighting up at the mere sight of her, as he was afraid he wouldn’t see her again. He quickly brushed the ridiculous thought off, replacing it with a thought of her smile instead.

He wore a black men's dress shirt that was embellished with silver along the seams and a matching black tie. His hair was an utter mess, as usual. His hands were always fidgeting with his bangs and no matter how many times he pushed them away, they always seemed to fall back into place.

She almost stumbled back on her heels when he swung open that door, but regained her balance coolly, brushing her hair to the side.

“I’m here,” she smiled softly. She noticed the way his tie was sitting and suppressed a small laugh, shaking her head instead.

“C’mere,” she beckoned, pulling him gently by the hem of his collar.

Even though a little stunned by her bold action, he obeyed and shifted his body weight towards her. Her hands reached over his head, lifting up his collar. She put her delicate fingers around his tie, folding it as easily as she’d wrap a band-aid around her finger.

He watched her, not her hands, but her eyelashes and the way she’d curl her lip with every fold of the tie. He couldn’t help but think of the streaks of tears that ran down those pink cheeks last night. Despite wanting to know more and ask her endless questions, he kept quiet. This wasn’t the night to bring it up. Let her smile, he thought.

“There,” she patted him on the chest, “Looks perfect now,” she said, looking up at him through her lashes.

He held her gaze, smiling softly. A private smile that she liked to think was just for her.

“Thank you,” he whispered.

“You’re welcome,” she whispered back.

The wave of excited screams broke their muffled silence. The screams of young girls weren’t anything new, but today it sounded twice as grand. Everyone waited for Vernon to take the stage, to perform those couple of songs before the clock would strike twelve. Then, everyone would get back to dancing and drinking, wishing each other a happy new year. She would most likely be at her table in the far back, admiring him as usual and singing along to his lyrics.

“They’re waiting,” she whispered, and distantly knew that the cheering had grown louder, but all she could feel was her heart beating and his electric breath on her face.

“Vernon, man! Get out there sometime BEFORE midnight,” one of the stage crew yelled.

He nodded slowly as if coming out of a dream. He forced his eyes away from her with an effort that was visible to everyone but her. He grinned, “I’ll come find you later. Hope you enjoy the show!”

And he opened the curtains and ran out to the screams. She was blinded by the stage lights, outlining only his figure, which was shining like the most brilliant of diamonds.

She says she loves my rap “Men that make music have a cool vibe” I say without thinking that it's nothing And then she said, are you always going to front like this? And then she like, where are we going? How about the Han river until the late night? With the river next to the cool wind Forget everything while talking Rest your head on my shoulders next And look up at me slightly from there, yeah I try to play it cool But eventually, you make me laugh. Yeah, that’s you...

...And the crowd went wild. Several pairs of hands clapped cheerfully. There were men in suits and ladies in miniskirts. Not a single person hesitated to clap or cheer Vernon on, especially not her and Seungcheol.

Vernon stood on stage, waving to every single corner of the crowd and bowing humbly in the process.  He seemed happy and unphased by anything else and that’s when she realized: amongst all those people she was but a speck of dust in his rapidly expanding universe.

“You’re leaving?!” Seungcheol gasped as she got up and threw her coat over her shoulders. “It’s almost midnight!”

She shook her head in denial, “Not leaving, just getting away from all the noise.”

He knew exactly where she was going: the balcony upstairs. It was the one place in the club where she could be at peace and no one knew about it but her and Seungcheol.

He frowned, “You sure you wanna spend the last few minutes of this year alone?”

"I'm a strong and independent woman, I can handle my own bar fights and everything," she squeezed his shoulder for emphasis, trying to convince them both.

She walked off, unable to resist stealing a few glances at Vernon, who had left the stage to be in the midst of the dancing crowd.

The air was cold, and yet there was no snow. Another disappointment. The clear sky was filled with tiny specks of stars, sparkling in the distance. Only a few minutes remained until midnight and she stood there alone. She tried to ignore the feeling of loneliness, but she couldn’t. She scolded herself for being like this. It’s not like Seungcheol didn’t want her down there. He was her best friend after all, but then again, it wasn’t Seungcheol’s attention that she craved in that moment.

But to her, it didn’t seem like Vernon was very eager to find her. He’d lost himself in the crowd, probably enjoying every moment of it. Those toxic thoughts crept into her mind as she stood there, hugging herself.

“Uuuugh, get it together!” she suddenly snapped. “You don’t like him. You don’t need to like him and he most definitely doesn’t like you.”

“Who doesn’t like you?”

Her head snapped back to meet eyes with Vernon, who stood there dumbfounded (without a jacket) by her one-on-one conversation with herself. She’d hoped he didn’t hear the first part. How did he even know how to get up here? She asked herself but then quickly realized it was the work of Seungcheol.

“Vernon?” she furrowed her brows, “What’re you doing here? Aren’t you supposed to be downstairs celebrating? It’s almost midnight.”

“I could ask you the same question,” he teased and then scrunched his nose and shrugged, “I was looking for you. Seungcheol pointed the way.”

She chuckled, avoiding his gaze, unaware of the tingling sensation in her stomach. Smooth, she thought.

“Did you like the song?” he asked, in an attempt to lighten the mood even more. He stepped closer and leaned against the railing and their shoulders brushed as he shifted even closer.

“I loved the song,” she replied and met his gaze, “Han river, though? Not Hudson? Hudson’s jealous,” she teased with a chuckle.

He laughed. His eyes, being the color of burnt honey, sparkled even in the midst of the night. The tingling feeling in her stomach grew when his smile stretched so wide that it threatened to swallow her whole and she found hers answering his.

“I’m sorry, Hudson,” he joked, with a dramatic pout, “but I’m glad you loved the song.” He looked like a kid who’d just received an A+ for his homework. It was heart warming.

Once again, he’d tossed all her concerns out the window. Somehow, he never seemed to fail. It hadn’t been too long since they’d met and she was more than used to seeing him almost every day. The thoughts of him eventually leaving and living his dream threatened to break through again, but she pushed them back, focusing on his contagious smile.

“Oh!” she gasped as if remembering something and turned to walk back inside, “Wait here.”

She reappeared in a couple of moments, holding a large packet wrapped with shiny gift wrapping paper.

“Consider it a late Christmas gift,” she said as she handed him the packet.

He unwrapped it as carefully as he could to reveal a black puffy winter jacket.

“Oh my God. You didn’t have to! Thank you,” He smiled and immediately put it on, struggling with the zipper.

She shook her head comically. “You’re welcome and that’s not how you work a zipper,” she said, pulling him closer (a second time this night) by the hem of the jacket. She zipped up the jacket and reached behind his neck for the hood, pulling it over his head.

“There,” she smiled, tugging at the edges of the hood, “Now you won’t freeze to death in that snapback and bomber jacket of yours.”

“Thank you,” he breathed, looking into her eyes with a smile as wide as it could get.

The strike of a clock somewhere in the distance broke their silence and the muffled cheering of people was coming from downstairs. The countdown began.

“Already? Oh my God,” she gasped, looking at her watch.

“Sounds like it!” Vernon said cheerfully, not looking anywhere but her face.

Both of them started counting down as well, loud enough just for the two of them to hear. The distance between them seemed to be shrinking with every uttered number until they both said, “One.”

More distant cheering came from downstairs, signaling the beginning of a New Year.

Vernon and she just stood there. Her hands for some reason still held onto the hem of his jacket, while his own were tucked in the oversized pockets.

“Happy New Year,” he said.

“Happy New Year,” she replied.

Then more silence. It was a peaceful silence, not awkward in any way, almost like they were the only ones in this world. Somewhere along those tiny moments, Vernon’s hand reached for hers and when he touched her, countless little tingles danced along her arms. Despite the cold air, Vernon radiated only warmth.

His heart raced a million beats per second, along with her own while he held onto her hand. She looked down at their palms, fitting so perfectly into each other and thought of all the good things that had happened since she met him.

For some reason, her eyes had filled with tears and a lump forming in her throat that made it hard to even breathe. She refused to bring her head up, knowing Vernon had already noticed her tears. Instead of throwing any unnecessary questions at her, he pulled her into his embrace, wrapping his arms around her. She breathed out into his new jacket, hoping not to get any lipstick stains on it and they stood there in complete silence.

With him, she felt at peace and her heartbeat steadying, but once again, like the devil, dreadful assumptions flooded her mind. In a moment something clicked inside her and she wiggled out of his grasp.

“I’m sorry,” she mumbled, blinking her apparent tears away and rushed back downstairs before he could say anything to stop her.

She didn’t come to work the next day, or the day after that, leaving both Vernon and Seungcheol mildly confused and utterly worried. No matter how many calls or texts she got, there was no answer. Both boys debated whether or not to go see her but always ended up with an excuse not to.

Did I do something wrong? Did I say something wrong? Vernon kept asking himself as he held a velvety box in his hands: the present he never got to give her.

Seungcheol knew it must’ve been something to do with Jeonghan, as there was nothing Vernon could say to hurt her. Despite the questionable looks he got from Vernon, he kept quiet, knowing that if anyone had to tell Vernon what happened in the past, it was her.

[em44owls]

Joshler Fic

I Think I Lost My Halo- “When the boys end up lab partners at the start of last semester, Tyler finds a new good little Christian boy to lead astray, and Josh finds new reasons to feel guilty. But if it's so wrong, then how can being with Tyler feel so right?” (96041 words) 18/18

Isle of Flightless Birds- “It wasn't a soulbond. It couldn't be. Because they hadn't met. But this boy in Josh's dreams with the hazel eyes almost black with fear felt more real than the chair Josh was sitting on. And the pain in his wrist felt as if there should be healing lines. And the emotions washing over him didn't always fit. (75837 words) 15/15

My Treehouse Is On Fire- “Tyler's apartment complex gets evacuated at 3am because of a fire and he ends up talking to some pink haired guy wearing a hoodie and boxers.” (61372 words) 43/43

Million dollar man- “josh just needs a good story to keep his less than thriving journalist job, and tyler probably has enough dirty laundry to break the news.” (56278 words)

We're Young, We're Dumb, and We Don't Care- “In which Tyler leaves home for his reasons, and meets Josh who left school for his own” (49099 words) 48/48

Tyler and Josh vs. The World.- “An angel and a devil in a suburban Ohio high school. What could go wrong?” (48748 words) 58/58

falling for you, literally, three times- "I don't wanna be responsible for getting you into trouble." "Ah, I have a feeling you'll be doing a lot of that, Tyler Joseph." Tyler moves to London and finds himself falling for Josh, quite literally, and Josh wonders whether the shy new kid is exactly what he's been waiting for.” (43130 words) 17/17

Still high with a little feeling- “Josh offers Tyler to be his pet in the mafia, not knowing it’ll lead to something different.” (40658 words) 12/12

Innocent High- “Josh Dun, a Sex ED teacher at Columbus High, is receiving letters everyday from an unknown source. The letters are rather...sexual.” (39961 words) 51/51

Josh hates his job.- “It's not that he doesn't like helping omega's in need or that he can't manage the tasks, it's just that it's hard to watch them go when they don't need him anymore. He wants an omega that stays.” (33861 words) 14/14

every little thing is gonna be alright- “Josh is kinda stoned, Tyler is kinda broken, and this is the start of something kinda beautiful. (the chapters are all connected drabbles and are out of order. the chapters are numbered in the title in the order they should be read in! sorry for any confusion)” (31890 words) 15/15 

Take Care of You- “Business trips hardly feel like trips at all when you hardly leave your hotel room. Tyler hadn't planned on seeking company, but it seemed like making a friend for the week would be the most convenient thing, even if he was a little pricey.” (31180 words) 5/5

I Will Make You Believe You Are Lovely- “It's Josh's 18th birthday and he's finally going to receive his Soul Mark and find out who his Soul Mate is.” (30230 words) 13/13 

Entertain Mit’s always sunny in ohio- “Uh, my date—my date is, uh.” Tyler stutters, feeling his cheeks flush. “Spill, Tyler.” Maddy leans forward, her elbows resting on the table.“Josh,” Tyler blurts out. (26781 words)

~long way down- “a knock at the door leads to more than what Tyler was expecting, and it ends up being the one thing that saves him.”  (26013 words)

Let Me Take Care of You- “Josh is the Tyler is his boyfriend. Some of his teammates don't like that.It's almost exactly as high school as it sounds” (21140 words)

Into The Wild- “Two boys from two completely different worlds collide and things get interesting. Trust is shared. Feelings develop. And none of them suspects what the future brings.” (21734 words) 5/5

Safe- “Tyler is one step away from losing hope. Josh happens.” (21504 words) 

I'm trying to sleep- “Tyler is abused by his dad and bullied at school, until Josh comes along and gives him the love he always needed.” (21381 words) 22/22

I Don't Wanna Fall Away- “Lately, Josh has been having these weird, inappropriate thoughts about his best friend. He doesn't know how long he can fight them, but he doesn't want to risk their friendship either.” (21313 words) 14/14

Blue neighborhood- “brown eyes with colored hair covered in tattoos and piercings makes Tyler forget the differences between wrong and right.” (20903 words)

Wild Geese- “No offense,” Josh replied, unfolding his arms. “But the straightest thing about me is my middle finger.” In which the summer before college becomes the summer of Tyler, and Josh learns how to care.” (20598 words)

Her name is Tyler- “Josh didn’t typically pick up other guys in a bar and take them home but then again he also didn’t see many guys wearing a soft pink skirt.” (20147 words)

you belong to me (you must obey me)- ”hating someone more than Tyler Joseph and Josh Dun hate each other is not possible. but what are those strange feelings they get?” (19435 words) 16/16

Fanfic reading- “One, Josh has a secret: he's obsessed with reading Joshler fanfiction. And not the PG stuff either.” (19247 words) 2 works

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He’s Got The Midas Touch- “So Josh, do you know why I called you in here?” Tyler starts.Josh closes his eyes and takes a deep breath before replying, “because I accidentally sent you a dick pic?”Tyler looks visibly surprised, he stops pouring his glass of wine when he sees the nervous look on Josh's face. “Accidentally?” (8838 words) 2/2

Screen- “Tyler is a camboy and Josh is an awkward young man.” (6432 words)

Cold Mocha- “Josh finally agrees to fuck Tyler.” (5712 words)

got caught under the covers- “Or, 5 Times Tyler and Josh Got Caught, and 1 Time They Didn't.” (5195 words)

get down on your knees and tell me you love me- “Tyler gets a new job as an assistant at a huge publishing company, and he doesn't make a good first impression on the boss' son.” (4570 words)

Fluffer- “Originally, Tyler applied as a camera assistant.” (4193 words)

everytime you come around (i feel like glitter)- "I accidentally grabbed your notebook and i found a crap ton of gay writings/doodles and they're amazing. Wait, are those combinations of our names all over the pages?" (4137 words) 2/2

Liquor- “Tyler likes instructions, Josh needs them.” (3857 words)

a little taste of heaven- "Can I touch you?" came the question. Tyler sighed, the sound turning into a sweet whimper. He nodded affirmatively, letting go of his own cock and placing his hand on the pillow instead, giving Josh better access” (3533 words)

Snowed In- “No power, no heat, no clothes, no problem.” (3490 words)

 Entertain Me (under lips)- “After three years, Tyler knew subtlety was dead. So when Josh poked Tyler's thigh and said, “I'm horny.” (2769 words)

Perfect Symmetry- “Josh likes his drums, but he also likes Tyler’s hips.” (2648 words)

Cedar Point- High School AU, Smut (2606 words)

A Milano- “After all the running he's done today, Josh is eager to get back to his tent for some alone time. Good thing Tyler's only a phone call away.” (2397 words)

get naked (i got a plan)- “Meeting fans after shows is great and everything, but sometimes you just need some private time with your boyfriend first.” (2005 words)

lights low, mouth open- “josh is a slob when it comes to the theater and tyler is just trying to do his job.” (1978 words) 

Variety- “prompt: "dom tyler with shy josh and dirty talk !!" (1846 words)

scarlet harlot [because you’re mine]- “He doesn't want to admit it, but this whole situation is slightly hot: Him bent over a sink, Tyler tugging his hair.... In which Tyler dyes Josh's hair and also gives him an orgasm.” (1810 words)

It’s not what it looks like- “Tyler underestimates the time Josh is supposed to be home at.” (1776 words)

Use me until ever little piece is gone- “Tyler is willing and adores being used for Josh's pleasure Josh is dominant and adores how Tyler lets him fulfil his darkest fantasies” (1761 words)

yellow- “has anyone ever told you that you’re beautiful?”- Josh  “n-no.”-Tyler “you’re absolutely beautiful.”-Josh (1695 words)  

100 kinks.- “100 kink challenges". they start off cute and fluffy and gets more kinky as i go.” (14688 words) 6/? 

Indecent- “Tyler loses his virginity on his birthday in the back of a pickup truck.” (1453 words) 

somber- “Come here and kiss me some more.” Tyler says then, and it takes Josh by surprise, going over the sentence in his head, trying to figure out if it’s a simple joke between friends or not.” (1433 words)

room with a view- “They really didn't mean to put on a show like this.” (1399 words) (a series)

the best things happen at the worst of times, tyler thinks- “tyler Loved jenna. it took him too long to realize he loved josh more.” (1321 words)

angel- “tyler is a 50 year old ghost who haunts joshua's house, but is an absolute adorable lil' peach that joshua adores, but pouts when the brunet catches him doing something embarrassing.” (1183 words)

sweet- “ty and j turn into soft pants and delicate groans after a show.” (1102 words)

Dare me- “Tyler choked on a sip of his drink. Did he hear that right? Did Josh really say that?” (1181 words)

Fuck Fake Friends- “Fuck fake friends, we don’t need them, the only thing they’re good for is leaving.” (1136 words)

grinding Together with occasional Touch of  enamel- “Some pure Tyler and Josh being Tyler and Josh” {sex, masturbation, and smut} (1013 words)

It’s our hearts that make the (dubstep) beat.- “Tyler likes to play games and make challenges. Josh has only one rule when it comes to music during sex. Tyler is a little shit.” (982 words)

Caught in the shower- “Where Josh thinks dirty thoughts about his best friend in the shower and Tyler catches him.” (683 words)

Frozen Still- “Josh's lips tasted like champagne and new (670 words)

Pretty Sounds (Stick Around)- “You know what I want to do today?" (622 words)

Wendy’s- “Josh is popular but doesn’t realise it. Tyler’s always new.” (439 words) 

Frottage- fics with frottage in it

Already Read...//

(Part 1) Almost - “Five times Tyler almost told Josh he loved him and the one time Josh told him.” (2702 words)

(Part 2) Angry - “Five times Tyler gets angry with Josh and the one time Josh gets angry with Tyler.” (1510 words)

(Part 5) Care - “Five times Josh falls asleep and the one time Tyler almost does too.” (2111 words)

Nobody looks up anymore - “ Tyler staring up at the sky. Josh comes up to see if there way anything wrong.” (1302 words)

Friction - “Tyler needs something that Jenna can’t offer up and they turn to Josh for some help. Aka Josh is a-o-k with tying Tyler up and fucking him” (3418 words)

And Then There Was Pink- “Josh finds himself in Tyler’s flower shop and Tyler finds himself seeing color.” (6581 words)

1. Kissing - “Tyler has the sweetest and fullest lips Josh has ever seen, and he loves taking complete advantage of that.” (175 words)

Detention- “Josh and Tyler get trapped alone together inside their schools building when a vicious snow storm hits their town.” (5528 words)  

He’s Got The Midas Touch- “So Josh, do you know why I called you in here?” Tyler starts.Josh closes his eyes and takes a deep breath before replying, “because I accidentally sent you a dick pic?”Tyler looks visibly surprised, he stops pouring his glass of wine when he sees the nervous look on Josh's face. “Accidentally?” (6021 words)  

i get around- “Josh really hates parties.” (1882 words)

Million Dollar House- “Tyler loved to paint, and Josh's body was the perfect canvas.” (1395 words)  

Careful What You Wish For- “What’s more awkward than having front row tickets to your friends having sex?” (2233 words)  

The one with no electricity- “The electric goes off in Josh's and Tyler's apartment and Tyler is scared of the dark...” (1054 words)

Truth Hurts (Literally)- “Tyler drinks this weird foreign liquid and now he can't keep his big fat mouth shut.” (3361 words)  

Doritos - “Tyler picked up his packet of Taco Doritos before walking out into the living room and sighing when he saw Josh, who was sitting on his phone once again.” (589 words)      

14. Sex toys- “Ty...deeper...please..." His rasp is without pain but sweetly desperate.” (403 words)

24. Rimming - “Tyler holds to his chest like he’s forgotten what air is and whispers the sweetest blasphemies as Josh pays worship to his body.” (464 words)

94. Giggly sex- "Babe, we're already boyfriends. You don't have to pick me up. I'm yours!" (344 words)

Cheat - ”one finds the other one cheating.” (608 words)      

Mentors- Josh mentored Tyler and they like date and Tyler leaves his house because of his fucked up family. Oh and Josh was like dating Debby in the beginning woo (sarcasm)  (43659 words) 36/36

30 Day Smut Challenge (Joshler)- 30 days of smut basically. (36663 words) 29/30 

Brat- “Tyler is feeling ignored by Josh, so when they go to a bar Tyler kisses Brendon so Josh’ll see and punish him.” (706 words)

Hopeless | Joshler- “one where josh finds a boy in the school bathroom and knows he as no other option” (759 words)

Baby Boy- “Tyler has a diaper fetish.” (330 words)

Truce- “In the future, anyone can apply for assisted suicide. Josh works helping people end their lives in a peaceful, painless way, and he's okay with it. But it hurts so much when a brown eyed boy comes asking for his assistance.” (3162 words)

Get Through This Together- “Tyler and Josh are the type of people who can call each other 'best friend' after knowing each other for about 2 months. They share everything from food to their bed to their wildest dreams. They've even developed a routine together. Sadly, that routine gets shaken by something they weren't expecting…” (2971 words) 

The X-Files Fic- “In which Josh delves into the world of X-Files fanfiction, and decides that there needs to be X-Files fanfiction starring him and Tyler. But it’s totally not gay, okay guys? Just a story about him and his bro solving crimes about aliens and maybe they kiss sometimes.” (4782 words)

The Red Bull Fic- “The milk fic only with joshler and Red Bull.”  (3465 words)

itty bitty- “Tyler finds Josh on his heat. Josh needs his teeny tiny cock played with and a massive cock to fill his dripping hole.” (2509 words)

Come On and Work it All Out- “Tyler and Josh wake up only remembering their own name, and try to figure out who they are.” (2665 words)

85 Percent- trans Josh gets pregnant on Tyler’s wedding (2991 words)

oh boy, did tyler fuck up.- "it's not like he actually wanted to sit in an almost empty emergency room in his local hospital a saturday evening, sipping on watery coffee that barely counts as lukewarm with a dildo stuck in his ass" (3753 words) 

Something Wicked This Way Comes- “Tyler is an urban witch. Josh is a bounty hunter. A lot of shit goes down.” (15440 words)

Frozen Still- “If he left this party knowing that Josh had been sitting alone, available, not having kissed anyone at all… he wouldn’t forgive himself for the entirety of the new year. This, Tyler thought, as Josh rested his chin against his knees, was a boy who should be kissed.” (1021 words)

there’s only one virgin left and that’s you- “tylers the last virgin in a sex crazed high school that even awards you points for the amount of people you get with. tyler thinks it's dumb and plans on keeping his virginity till he graduates, but with everyone after him it seems like a challenge.” (1306 words)

Lead Singer- “Tylers the energetic lead singer Josh didn’t expect to be fucking.” (940 words)

Discovering The Waterfront- “Tyler lives in a sexless village, where the very concept of even having a sex drive has become obsolete. Josh moves in from the city and changes that.” (9947 words) 5/5

He Belongs to the Game- “In which Tyler is kind of a stripper, Josh is kind of an asshole, and they both kind of figure it out.” (3207 words)

Handful- “adorable first date gone wrong.” (fluff) (3012 words)

Never Gunna Give You Up- “Prompt: Tyler goes into rut, and Josh helps him through it.” (2149 words)

gets off on being down- “tyler would do anything for attention.” (1352 words)

Fire In Every Sign of Winter Marasa- “Dude, I'm freaking out.” That’s a complete understatement.” (6262 words) 3/3 

Decode- “Josh is punk. Tyler wears floral skirts. They fuck on a bet.” (4337 words)  

Fifty shades of pink- “When Jenna's away the boys will play, but what happens when they lose track of time.” (2894 words)

Lights On- “Prom night is coming up, and Tyler knows that his date might have certain… expectations. The only problem? Tyler’s never done anything with a girl before. Fortunately, Josh has.” (4525 words) 

Show me what you've got- “Joshua dun is in love with his brother-in-law, Tyler. It's disgusting and wrong but he can't help it. It's worse when Tyler takes advantage of it.” (4118 words) 2/2 

Bold & Fearless In The Risks We Take- “The first time they met, Tyler made Josh bleed. But as blood brothers, the friendship endures all life's growing pains.” (42176 words)

Spicy cycle (dirty laundry)- “There were many tweets warning others ‘don't share the pics. You’re an asshole if you do. Be respectful!' but it didn’t take Tyler too long to uncover the first of the photos. Everything changed after that.” (26584 words) 7/7 

bold and fearless in the risks we take- “tyler doesn’t remember much of what transpired to have him walking down the side of an empty road well past midnight, gently clutching his broken nose, fingers dripping with his own blood.” (72677) 22/22 (never finished; Read: 3/16/18)

i wanna make you mine (but that's hard to say)- “in which tyler's an idiot who chooses to study for exams at two in the morning and josh wants to be cranky but tyler's lips are kinda distracting” (1290 words) 

let me love (let me touch)- “The atmosphere was light, the moon shone through the curtains, and there wasn't a thing that Tyler wanted more than to make his boy feel good.” (1289 words)

this love- “josh is trans and having a bad dysphoria day. tyler tries to help him out.” (1260 words)

Stateless- “Send me a pic. And then I'll help you out.” (1288 words)

Soul Love-”Tyler and Josh have a swap.” (1189 words)

No homo- sex on tour bus while tyler says no homo ironically. (1166 words) 

Idk what to title this- “In which Josh likes to take it and Tyler likes to give it.” (1165 words) 

you're the holiest thing i know- “Tyler is nervous. Josh is the biggest sweetheart in the world.” (1156 words) 

A Little Time Off- “Josh just wants to have a lazy day off watching cartoons, but Tyler misses him a little too much” (1146 words) 

In His Arms- “Tyler has a nightmare. Josh gives him a hand *cough cough* to help him sleep.” (1134 words) 

He keeps me warm- has exhibition and sex. (1104 words) 

Sweet Lovin'- “Tyler wants cookies and Josh's love.” (1025 words) 

Famous Last Words- “The one where Josh has Tyler cum trained.” (1015 words) 

keep my eyes closed and try to feel all of the effects- “Josh needs Tyler to help him with something.” (1013 words)

grinding Together with occasional Touch of enamel- “Some pure Tyler and Josh being Tyler and Josh” (1013 words)

Fluff blowjob stuff- “Tyler is an intern at the bakery where Josh works and they're so gay for each other and after closing time, things happen” (1010 words) 

In Tents- “Tyler's mind doesn't think all the way through at midnight.” (1421 words) 

I think I lost my halo- “A one shot where Tyler misses Josh desperately and decides to Skype him.” (1408 words)

Every You, Every Me- “Tyler no longer wanted to nap - he wanted to kiss Josh until both of them came in their pants.” (1357 words) 

you're out of the band- “josh 'helps' tyler after he is told he is out of the band, and maybe finds his way back in after he 'helps'.” (1335 words) 

Texts for Josh Dun- “Josh gets a text from an unknown number.” (1314 words) 

Light Me Up Inside- “It's Tyler's birthday, but an unexpected snow storm and the dropping temperature has him and Josh canceling their plans to have a little fun inside.” (1296 words) 

we do believe what's on tv- “tyler drunk calls josh. one thing leads to another, cause that's always how these things happen, right?” (1707 words) 

you give me lovin' (that good kind of lovin')- “phone sex b/c tyler and josh are away from each other for some reason.” (1661 words) 

Naked Noises- “Crappy motel porn.” (1670 words) 

I can do that- “Tyler sees him at church.” (1619 words) 

you're the reason i'm alone and masturbate- “He doesn’t have a problem with masturbation; put a bunch of horny guys in their twenties together on a bus and you’re bound to hear someone at least once. It’s just, Josh could at least try to act like he wasn’t jerking off almost every single night.” (1540 words) 

Why not, we're buds- “When Tyler wakes up to Josh moaning his name, he gets hard himself. He asks Josh to fix it for him. Because why not? They're buds.” (1595 words) 

Øn his knees- "Gonna ride you, but you can't touch me," Tyler smirked before looking Josh right in the eyes, "you can cum whenever you want to." (1500 words) 

Secret Ways- “Tyler has a humping kink. Josh is okay with it. They're both a little desperate for each other.” (1440 words) Warm and wet- “Tyler wants to make Josh squirt” (1428 words)  

It Feels Better (Biting Down)- “Tyler masturbates for the first time ever in the most awkward, yet strangely hot way possible.” (1490 words) 

Get Through This Together- “Tyler and Josh are the type of people who can call each other 'best friend' after knowing each other for about 2 months. They share everything from food to their bed to their wildest dreams. They've even developed a routine together. Sadly, that routine gets shaken by something they weren't expecting…” (2971 words) Variety- "dom tyler with shy josh and dirty talk !!" (1847 words) Halo- “He's got an early class tomorrow and he doesn't know why he came here but now there's a drink in his hand and he can't turn back.” (1828 words) knowing everything is fine- “Tyler is a powerbottom, and Josh is a meek lil nugget.” (1824 words) odi- “Tyler smirked. "Why? Is Joshie gonna cry?" He said in a baby voice, his bottom lip coming out into a pout. Tyler's tongue was sharp. So sharp he once brought Josh to tears, and he never let Josh forget it.” (1793 words) Incomplete- “Tyler brushes his thumb over Josh's mouth. Josh doesn't stir, but Tyler wishes he would, because he needs something to tire him out. They could indulge in something simple like pillowfights or jumping on the bed until it groans.” (1778 words) Surprise, surprise- “Tyler wants to surprise Josh, but he falls asleep.” (2121 words) Perfect Symmetry- “Josh likes his drums, but he also likes Tyler’s hips.” (2648 words) your taste is so inviting (now i'm living in a dream)- “Josh and Tyler take a shower together after a muddy game of soccer and Josh can't fathom why he suddenly wants to put his dick in his best friend's asshole.” (2645 words) Loud and Quiet- “At such a close proximity, Josh suddenly catches a whiff of something vaguely familiar. He chases it to Tyler’s hair and inhales discreetly. Josh blinks. “Are you...are you high?” (1851 words) Fetish: Joshler- “Josh is sick of being alone and can tell by Tyler's posts that Ty is missing him too. After two weeks of separation and anger, Josh goes to Ty's house and works out his pent up frustration.” (1964 words) had me shakin' (just mine all mine)- (1949 words) It's not what it looks like- “Tyler underestimates the time Josh is supposed to be home at.” (1776 words) Use me until every little piece is gone- “Tyler is willing and adores being used for Josh's pleasure Josh is dominant and adores how Tyler lets him fulfil his darkest fantasies” (1761 words) We are so fucked- “This is my first work on archive so go easy on me. Okay so Tyler and Josh are teenagers who are madly in love but are convinced the other is straight so Jensen and Jared the cutest couple in school try to make them come together but will Tyler's worried that his past will get in the way But Josh has a secret of his own that might be just a little bit strange.” (1643 words) 4/4 And You May ask Yourself- “He’s never been with a boy before. But this isn’t just any boy. It’s Josh.” (1717 words) Clumsy- “Josh applauds Tyler's knot work; it's gotten better since last time and he can barely move his wrists at all. It's when he hears the soft patter of socked feet on carpet does he start to fumble.” (1717 words) periwinkle suits you [who i adore]- “Josh likes to secretly dress up in pretty lingerie. Tyler accidentally sees Josh's pretty panties when he's drunk.” (1451 words) 

Your Body Is My Wonderland- “Tyler is such a special person…he’s so soft and angelic looking…so fragile and pure. And yet at the same time he’s the pure embodiment of sin.” (1471 words)

Ferris Wheel- “Josh and Tyler take a break from their busy tour lives and head to a carnival. Tyler treats Josh with all the drinks he wants, which backfires. Aka the pee kink fic where josh gets fucked in a Ferris wheel then a bathroom” (1465 words) 

i get around- “Josh really hates parties.” (1882 words)

so where do we begin?- “Sometimes Tyler thinks of Josh as something a little more than just his best friend, and when Josh walks in on him with his hands down his pants moaning his name, things get a little awkward.” (1928 words)

House Of The Lord- “Sundays are meant to be spent in the bathroom, panting, and guilty.” (1940 words)

Back to school- “Tyler has some other desires he's been suppressing — desires to also be with men — more specifically, his openly gay college roommate, Josh. Desires he's ready to fulfill.” (2018 words)