#tøp x reader

[s1ushyz]

Imagine if I started writing tøp fics again..

[fairlylocalkatiee]

This photo of josh is SCREAMING your best friends hot brother and I NEED THAT FIC NOW

[ladypoison]

Kiss me.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

[bisexualtwinkk]

cherry pt.1 tyler joseph

famous!reader x tyler joseph from twenty one pilots

summary: you out yourself in front of a whole stadium about you crush on tyler.

a/n: I haven’t found many fics about tyler and I felt like contributing to the cause, xoxo, also, I tried to incorporate instagram posts here to make it more interesting, stealing lana del rey’s discography here btw, promise more in person interaction on part 2. PART 2 HERE.

breathing was difficult at this point, running from one end of the stage to the other, singing and dancing, interacting with fans, trying to make the concert the best experience for them.

“girl, you’re killing it tonight, damn!” carol, your manager, said while taking the sweat off your forehead before the next set.

“killing my lungs, actually” barely any sound coming out of your lips “I’m gonna need a gallon of water after this”

you can hear the screams while the screens showed some visuals to give you time to recover and retouch your makeup.

“hey, what was the name of the singer from that band that you like? I saw on twitter that he is here” red lipstick now adorning your lips, changing the light brown from before.

“I like a lot of bands, carol, any more details to give?” the two of you jogged across the dressing room to the platform that puts you on stage.

“one minute” a voice yelled from a distance.

“the one with the black neck and one with red hair, something about pilots” a comb ran through your hair for the last time before continuing with the show.

“tyler joseph? you have to be kidding, carol!” your head moving fast towards her, screaming loud while securing the in-ear monitor, the same voice from before starting to count down. “now I’m going to faint in front of the guy before meeting him, you know twenty one pilots are my favorite, god!”

“10 seconds, guys”!

“good luck out there, love you” she threw a kiss at you, making you smile while the platform went up, revealing the entire arena full of people.

“oh, hi there” a crew member handed you a guitar for the next song, “so, you know I’m a big fan girl, I tend to cry went I met celebrities from time to time” the first chords of the song cherry played through the speakers, “and someone told me backstage, that my favorite bandito is here”, the arena went crazy as you played the beginning of bandito.

“yeah, I know!” you smiled from ear to ear, seeing how thrilled everyone was “this next song doesn’t have any relationship with twenty one pilots or any of its members, by the way” a subtle laugh from the fans made you smile more, “but in all seriousness, I truly love twenty one pilots, my favorite band ever, and is truly an honor that tyler is here at my concert!” your hands touching your chest and your mouth open, exaggerating your surprise.

“I don’t actually know where he is, but I want you to know that I love you, in a no creepy way obviously” your eyes danced through the thousands of people in front of you “you guys get me, right? normal fan girl things, having their faces as wallpaper, having posters, reading some fanfics maybe” redness covered your face, moving your head side to side, “ignore that, shit, this is cherry”

the concert ended an hour after that, leaving the fans full of memorable moments, and you feeling ecstatic, running backstage to check your phone and rest. laying on the couch with a bottle of water on hand, you scrolled instagram, almost howling while seeing the first photo in your timeline.

liked by joshuadun, twentyonepilots, billieeilish, yourusername and others.

tylerrjoseph any fanfic recommendations for your favorite bandito?

clancymyking omg my dreams came true

twentytwopilots STOP I’M SCREAMING

joshuadun well played

yourusername i have some

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your phone buzzing with notificacions after that comment, putting your phone on no disturb mode was the only way to calm you anxiety just a little, a million thoughts running thru your head.

he thinks I’m a weirdo

he’a gonna blocked me

I’m gonna get banned from their concerts

“okey, at least he took it with humor, it could be worst, yeah” your own mind tried to calm you, but your heart keep going like you were being chase by a lion.

with trembling fingers, you picked your phone, opening instagram again, reading all the comments, some being positive and very funny, and some saying you were a creep, which was almost true.

the next hour was dedicated to reading comments on instagram and twitter until carol came to take you out of the venue, which usually take two hours, and after refreshing the discovery page on instagram and reposting a few stories from fans on your stories, you decided to check your inbox, a verified account catching your eyes immediately.

tylerrjoseph send you a message.

oh shit. shit. shit. shit

your phone flew away to the other couch, to afraid to open the message, your gaze frozen, looking at the phone like it was going to explote any minute from now. still debating between reading it or delete you entire account, you grabbed your phone and opened the message with your eyes closed.

tylerrjoseph hi! great concert, favorite song was cherry:)

oh, not as bad as you thought, still a little embarrassing.

yourusername oh my god i’m sososo sorry about that, i didn’t want to make you uncomfortable or anything like that. thank u for going to the show, you are truly an inspiration and i’m so honored that you listen to what i sing, again i’m sorry

tylerrjoseph dont worry at all! im flattered, i truly am, thank you for dedicate a minute of your show to talk about me

yourusername i could spend all day talking about you!

yourusername again, weird, sorry about that, i mean its nothing! you are such a talented person, truly!

tylerrjoseph you’re funny, we should talk some time, like about music and stuff, or anything really, if you would like that, no pressure:)

“tyler freaking joseph wants to talk to me” that sentence keep repeating over and over, making you squeeze your phone a little more tighter than usual.

yourusername of course!

to excited, toned it down.

yourusername i mean, we can do that, i have some time off in a couple of days actually

much better.

tylerrjoseph awesome, you can send me your schedule and i can work around it

tylerrjoseph also im still waiting for those fanfic recommendations;)

[z0mbiekisses]

Short imagine/one shot of Josh and reader where she’s the videographer for a festival they’re playing and he sees her and asks her to come backstage and they go from friends to lovers over the week long festival. Maybe on the last day he asks her to continue on tour with them?

Hehe I need someone to write my requests while I write other requests 😁😁

HELLOO P!! 🤗 thank you sm for being my first request i’m sooo excited!! hopefully it’s not too long 😅 if it wasn’t for your work i don’t think i’d ever have the motivation to write so just know your work doesn’t go unnoticed && i’ll always write your requests 🫡

as for anyone else reading this i hope you enjoy this as well!!(: i haven’t wrote an imagine in so longgg, so hopefully it’s good!! my requests are open 🫶!

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VIDEOTAPE !

i’ve always loved filming. whether it was my friends goofing around or my cats simply existing in their space peacefully. i love just being able to capture the moment then and there. i also love music. concerts are my number one happy place. who knew that two of my favorite things could turn into a career?

i was doing an apprenticeship for this photography company. this week, i’m going to the music festival the town did every summer. except this time i’m able to be the videographer for one of the main stages! i was stoked to say the least.

it was the first day, i spent the morning helping set up the stage i’ll be filming for the next 6 days. since this stage was more for the “bigger acts.” no one was scheduled to perform till 3. after i was done, i went to explore the festival a bit before i was gonna be stuck at the same stage for hours. as i was grabbing a drink, i noticed a guy next to me in line at the taco truck. his hair was black with red underneath it. his black tanktop showing off his colorful tattoos. he must've noticed me staring. he looked over and flashed a smile at me. it was contiguous, i instantly smiled back at him before my drink was handed to me. i walked away hoping i'd run into this handsome stranger. that i'd find him in the crowd of thousands of people..

the only downside to being a videographer is not being able to dance around to the music. i had to make sure my videos were the best quality, trying hard to catch the peak moments of each artist's set. however, i was able to be in front of the crowd. only people in my section were other photographers/videographers and security. it was also nice hearing new music. most of the bands i was familiar with were playing later in the festival. and luckily for me i only work two nights. the last band set to play was about to come on. i looked behind me and saw the crowd double in size. whoever was about to play must be popular. a red light came on the stage, shining on a guy wearing a ski mask. i watched as he walked over to the drum kit on the stage. people in the crowd were screaming. i listened to the drummer, he was one of the best so far. i then eventually the singer came on stage, also wearing a ski mask. and the music started blaring. let me tell you, these guys knew how to put on a show. it was the hardest set yet for me to NOT dance and jump around. eventually the drummer took off his ski mask, and it was the same guy i saw in line. during the show he recognized me and smiled. which i made sure to get on film, even though it caught me off guard that he even remembered me from our brief interaction.

this show was my favorite to film. these guys knew how to put on hell of a show. some of my best footage came from their set. i quickly learned the drummer's name was 'josh dun." who i admired the whole night. his eyes would seem to find me, making sure to flash a grin or do some sort of pose for me..and the camera of course. and every time i felt my heart flutter. their set was over and as i was getting ready to head back to my tent a security guard caught my attention. he said i was asked to be somewhere. i had not a clue where they were dragging me to. nonetheless, i hopped on the golf cart, making sure to film the different bright neon displays that shined through the dark open field. they brought me to a fancy tent. it was huge, there was a soft glow from all of the fairy lights. giving a nice soft ambience. i began to fidget with the rings on my fingers. still unsure on what this place is and why i was here. until the same guy with black and red hair came up to greet me. i somehow felt relieved yet so much more nervous.

“i hope this is okay, i wanted to talk to you but i didn’t want to hope that i’d run into you again.”, josh chuckled nervously.

“duh, who doesn’t like backstage passes.”, i laughed softly. hoping i wasn’t making a fool out of myself.

“i’m josh by the way.”, he smiled once again. reaching out his hand.

“y/n”, i shook his hand. i looked up into his brown eyes. i was admiring his features, from his long eyelashes to his soft lips. i looked away to prevent myself from looking like a total creep. he brought me over to one of the many couches and sat with me. we talked about our careers, and what made us chose them. i enjoyed listening to him talk about something he was passionate about. the way his eyes would squint up whenever he got excited. i barely know this man.. but good god. i thought he looked good on stage, glistened in sweat & his hair damp. but seeing him get so happy was so attractive.

i spent the next 24 hours thinking about josh dun. i sadly didn’t run into him the next day at the festival, but my work was able to occupy MOST of my mind. however it was officially the 3rd day, and my first day off duty. i traded my athletic leisure for something more festival appropriate. i decided on a short sparkly black dress that had silver moon & stars printed over it. as i was walking around the festival that night, i felt someone tap my shoulder. which honestly scared me a little bit until i turned around and saw josh.

“sorry! i didn’t mean to scare you.”, josh must’ve noticed me jump. i wrapped my arms around him. normally i’m not big on hugs. but once again, there was something about him.

“i missed you pretty girl.”, he mumbled against my neck. i couldn’t hide my blush as i pulled away. we talked about our plans yesterday and how we just barley missed an encounter with each other every time. i brought him over to charli xcx’s set. i was nervous he was going to be one of those guys who just stands there and silently judges you for dancing. but josh jumped up and down with me, in my mind it was just me & him. he occasionally would hold onto my waist from behind as we danced together. which flooded my stomach with butterflies. afterwards, i followed him to the stage where one of his favorite bands were playing; death cab for cutie. he held my way the whole way through as we navigated the crowds. josh was also able to get us into vip, which i’ve been in before for work. but this was so much better. being able to relax and really enjoy the music. josh’s hands never left mines. i felt safe besides him. i smiled as i watched him sing along to the music, clearly enjoying himself. of course, i had to get it on camera. to which josh started singing to when he finally noticed. i never wanted this night to end. josh walked me back to where my cab was. i looked up at him for a moment. i wanted to kiss him. everything in that moment was screaming at me to do so. but i was so worried about messing things up that i just stared at him.

“i had so much fun with you tonight, you’re really cool y/n.”, i smiled sweetly at josh’s compliment.

“thanks, you’re not too bad yourself joshua.”, i responded which earned a chuckle from josh. we continued to look at each other, not wanting to leave but unsure what to do next.

“maybe i could have your number? you know, so you can send me that video of me singing.”, josh tried to play it off. i giggled and typed my number in his phone.

the fourth day, i decided to go for a more spacey look. i wore a silver shimmery dress & i put star glitter in my space buns. of course, i met up with josh again. who i got to match with me. he was wearing a white t-shirt with an alien on it.

“you look better each time i see you i don’t get it.”, josh’s compliment made my cheeks heat up. it was almost embarrassing the effect this man had on me. but i didn’t mind it. we ran around the festival, trying random foods & messing around with the different photo ops. we even met up with his bandmate, tyler and his girlfriend jenna. me and her instantly clicked, as if we were best friends in another universe. it was amazing, i never thought this would happen. eventually we parted ways and josh dragged me to the goo goo dolls set. our hands still intertwined. i closed my eyes and moved side to side as i listened to iris, one of my favorite songs. josh pulled me in closer to his side. i looked up at him, meeting his warm brown eyes again.

“you’re so beautiful, you know that right y/n?”, i bit my lip slightly trying to surpress the huge grin on my face. before i could say anything else i could feel josh leaning into me. his lips met mine and my heart was practically beating out my chest. i wasted no time running my hair through his soft curls. josh grabbed my waist and pulled me in closer to him. i dreamed of moments like these. we both had the biggest smiles on our face as we pulled away. josh walked me to my cab again, josh was telling me they were going to start their tour soon. i felt sad. sure, maybe it was naive of me to think this could be anything long term. but this week had been so amazing, the thought of it being over hurt. and knowing josh would be gone for months hurt even more. there was a bit of silence as we were walking, i didn’t have much to say this time around. josh stopped me, holding my hands in front of him.

“okay this may sound crazy, you can say no.”, josh warned me. i could tell he was nervous to ask me. i watched his face as he tried to find the words in his head.

“we need a videographer for our tour, our usual one wife just had a baby so.. would you be interested in being our videographer?”, my face lit up.

“yes!”, i exclaimed. i hugged josh tightly. he spun me around as we giggled together out of excitement. josh kept his arms around me & pulled me in again. our lips crashing together. i was looking forward to having more moments like these over the next 4 months.

[wwisteriiaa]

Matchmaking

Tyler Joseph x F!reader ( blurry face era )

Warnings: None :)

Authors note: I’d appreciate it if you guys request stuff! Check out my other work of Tyler if you can! I’m also writing a story on wattpad which it’s posted on my profile! :) anyway Enjoy!

You were Marks best friend since you guys were young, so when Tyler made Mark an creative director and other sorts Mark only had one request, to give you a job, so you were made the bands photographer and social media manager on their band page.

You were thankful for Mark to give you this opportunity to show your photography, and it was a great way to get out there which wasn’t bad as you’ve gotten a lot of request to do photos for weddings and birthday party’s and photo shoots since posting with the band.

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Here you were taking photos of Josh and Tyler as they messed around behind the scenes of a music video for their new album Blurryface, you were laughing as Josh playfully bothered Mark with dumb questions. You were close with the boys it took while for you to warm up to them as you were only use to Marks presence as you guys grew up together but you warmed up to Tyler and Josh and they made sure that it was a friendship between all of you guys not just a work relationship.

You walked up to Josh’s drums and took a photo on your photo of Josh hitting the drum kit with his drum kit, “ Looking rocking in that photo right? Y/n ” Josh joked as you laughed and showed him the photo as he fist bumped the air “ Oh hell yeah! ” he said as you posted the photo.

“ Oh Y/n I gotta question? ” Josh said as he placed the drum sticks down, you turned your head to look at him, “ What’s up! ” you said as he smiled, “ A friend of mine wanted to know if you wanted to go on a blind date tonight? ” Josh asked, you thought for a minute, it was either go home and watch movies in bed dressed in Pajamas or take a risk and go on the blind date. You nodded, “ Sure why the hell not. ” You said with a smile as Josh nodded his plan working so far, “ I’ll text you the location. ” he added as you nodded and walked off.

Josh soon Motioned Tyler over to his drum kit, “ Hey a friend of mine wanted to know if you wanted to go on a blind date tonight with them. You know the suspense. I promise it’s no crazy fan. ” Josh asked Tyler as Tyler shrugged and nodded, “ Uh yeah sure, where? ” Tyler asked as Josh smirked, “ Uh The Refectory Restaurant at 6. ” Josh said as Tyler thought about it, “ yeah sure I’ll do it. But if it goes bad you owe me. ” Tyler told Josh as He nodded quickly understanding Tyler’s words.

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The day went by quick for you, Josh already sending you the place and time to be there, you were at home getting ready settling in on wearing a nice Red dress of yours with cute boots you had.

You quickly walked out your apartment on time but also early around 6:50 you got to the restaurant and went in and sat at a table with a glass of wine just waiting on the blind date.

Tyler soon showed up wearing nice close to the restaurant and walking in looking around, he got a table not Far from you not even noticing you were here.

You sat there for a little bit and when it hit 7:20 you messaged Josh, “ Where is this dude at? ” You messaged as Josh sent back a smiley face, you stared at the text with a confused face before looking around the restaurant till your eyes landed on Tyler.

You sat there shocked, Josh was really trying to set you up with Tyler, Josh knew your crush on Tyler but it was small and never noticeable infront of people because you kept everything professional for the sake of yourself and to not ruin the friendship you guys made.

Tyler sat there waiting looking around till he saw you staring, Tyler’s face had a smile and waved you to come over, you grabbed your wine glass and told the waitress you were changing tables because you found your date. You walked to the table, “ Hey! Y/n what are you doing here? ” Tyler asked as you shrugged, “ Josh said he had a blind date for me that’s why I’m here, though it seems I was stood up but I wasn’t expecting you to be here also waiting for someone! ” He continued.

You signed and laughed as you sat across from him sipping your wine, “ Yeah I was also here for a blind date. ” you laughed a bit shrugging, you soon got a text, Tyler looking at his own phone seeing as he got a text too in a group chat with Him, Mark and Josh and you, “ Enjoy your date! ” Josh sent with a smile as Mark sent a photo of you two at the booth from outside. You groaned embarrassed.

“ they are idiots. ” you whispered softly as Tyler sat there confused before understanding, “ You were my blind date? ” He said as You nodded, “ I kinda figured since it would be weird since Josh set us up to the same restaurant and on blind dates. ” you said as you sat your phone down.

“ I can leave though and we don’t have to speak of this again? ” You said as Tyler shook his head, “ No it’s fine, I’d love to have dinner with you. ” Tyler said with a sweet smile looking at you.

“ I just thought it would be weird, we work together and you know. ” You said as he continued to shake his head a small laugh coming out his mouth, “ Y/n I’ve liked you for awhile I think that’s why Josh did this, and I’m kinda grateful for it because I definitely wouldn’t have had the balls to do it. ” Tyler joked as you smiled, your heartbeat beating faster as you learned Tyler had the same feelings as you, “ I like you Too Tyler, like actually had a small crush on you. ” you laughed.

Tyler smiled and nodded, “ well let’s good to know, well let’s start this date then. ” Tyler said as the waitress came over to take your guys orders.

[r7leee]

i have zero idea if u write for josh but if u do i would be like VERY happy <3

in the trenches rn (pun intended) so i need me sum angst WITH COMFORT

nd if u dunno what to do then u can base it off tear in my heart, the craving or formidable

- lisey 🐈

nails in skin | j.d.

PLSSSSS hon you know i deliver 🙏🏻🙏🏻

pairing: josh dun x gn!bandmate!reader

summary: you've been stressed lately; deadlines not being met in the band and family issues have been eating away at you, and it's not until blood is drawn you realize you need to calm down.

warnings: angstttt (as promised!!), cursing, hurt/comfort, mentions of death and sickness (no actual death tho!!!), injury

word count: 1,847, should take about 14 minutes to read

listen to: tired by beabadoobee

WHEN YOU WERE younger, you always thought the concept of a mid-life crisis was stupid. you thought you'd have your life under control. but, right now, that clearly wasn't the case.

ever since covid came, things had been harder. that's clearly not a shocker. for starters, there was the obvious flaw of not being able to go out and do things. being cooped up in the house was nice for a day or two, but eventually, being stuck inside made it harder to work on stuff.

before this had even started, you, your fiancée, josh, and your best friend, tyler, had begun work on a new album. but, now that you couldn't meet in your studio, things had been harder. a lot harder.

and finally, to top it all off, your grandma was in the hospital. it wasn't for having the virus, thank god, but rather a hip injury. however, you were scared to death she'd somehow contract it and she'd get worse than she already was.

all of this together, and what do you get? you'd figured a mid-life crisis.

all through this, josh was just trying to help. when this all first started, at the start of the pandemic, he was relatively good at fighting the fire that was you and calming things down. for example, there was a time just when covid started.

you were lying in bed, scrolling through your phone alongside josh. you were resting your head on his shoulder, completely content. his hand was rubbing your back as you sleepily scrolled through your instagram feed. until you got an email.

your eyebrows furrowed as you saw it came from mark. you clicked on it and the words you read stunned you.

"hey,

we can't work in the studio tomorrow or the rest of the week. covid protocols. sorry."

it was so short, yet so concerning. well, what were you gonna do? you turned and looked up at josh. "you get this email?" he shook his head as you showed him. "we can't just not record."

"it'll pass. it's okay," he tried to reassure you. "we'll probably get cleared to work there by the end of the week." you looked up at him meekly.

"you sure?"

"almost certain." he smiled and kissed the top of your head. "you always get so worried."

turns out, you were getting worried for good reason. at the end of the week, you contacted mark, asking if you were able to record in the studio. he said no and to wait another week.

that week turned into two, which turned into three, then finally a month before anything happened. a month of sitting around stressed you out like nothing.

constantly, you were caught bouncing your leg or pacing around the house for no particular reason. but, every time josh caught you doing that, he would calm you down. put a hand over your shaking leg, offer you guys to go on a walk. it was all you could really do with your current situation, but it worked.

but, when you got news of your grandma being admitted to the hospital, all hell broke loose in your mind. you had fond memories of her as a kid: baking pumpkin pie together during thanksgiving, coloring together, swinging in the tire swing in her backyard that was up just for you and your siblings. you refused to believe it might be possible that woman would be gone.

the second your mother told you, you immediately drove out to the hospital. josh was out getting groceries, but your mind was in such a frantic state, you didn't even think to call.

the drive there was a blur for you. eventually, you arrived at the hospital. after a check-in with your parents to confirm nothing bad was happening yet, you calmed down a bit. but, you still worried, as you weren't allowed to be in the room for too long.

you were the for a few hours before you decided to leave. as you checked your phone, there were at least four missed calls from josh. shit.

when you got home, you thought you'd calmed yourself down. but, when josh confronted you asking what happened, it was clear you didn't.

you walked into the door, the sound of your keys jingling as you pulled them out of the lock. you threw your purse onto a table in the mudroom and leaned against the wall for a second. "baby?" you heard a voice call out from further inside the house, followed by the sound of footsteps and paws coming towards you.

you looked up and saw your fiancee and your dog, jim, heading towards you. jim's face was so happy to see you as he ran through the hall that you almost forgot of your burdens for a second.

you crouched down to pet jim. "hi, sweet boy," you cooed as you petted him. he started to jump on you before josh stopped him. "jim, down!" he whined, but followed the order. he was a relatively well-trained dog, but he just was happy to see you.

you sighed as you started to stand back up. "where were you? are you okay?" josh rapid fired as you stood your ground.

and suddenly, the dam broke. “ya, i…i’m fine. it’s just-” you couldn’t bring yourself to say it. the words physically couldn’t escape your throat. tears started to well and your eyes.

“hey, hey, hey, it’s okay, it’s okay.” josh immediately ran to your side, engulfing you in a tight hug. you shakily inhaled and hugged him back. “you don’t gotta tell me if you don’t wanna.” his arms are warm as you stayed in that position for at least a couple minutes.

suddenly, jim started to jump at you both. you laughed as you both pulled away to look at him. “damn dog.”

you thought you’d get over it. in theory, it was easy, as your mom was constantly in the hospital, sending updates. and honestly, your grandma was doing just fine.

still though, there was something eating away at you; the thought she was in a prime spot to contract the virus.

you just didn’t want her gone.

also, deadlines for the band weren’t being met. again, it was reasonable; you guys couldn’t meet up in person, so almost all of this had to be on call. that was a major shift for the three of you, compared to meeting in studios, so it was no wonder not much work was getting done.

but, it was stressing you out like nothing. you had no schedule, no plan, no work, nothing to ground you.

about a month after your grandma was admitted was when it started to get bad.

you started losing yourself in a way. you found yourself checking your phone every few seconds for something to reassure or stimulate you, tugging at your hair, laying on the floor and just staring at the ceiling.

but, most importantly, you were ignoring your fiancée, josh.

he tried to reach out immediately when this started, being the kind person he is. but, you denied him, saying you were fine and it would pass.

clearly, it didn’t. as it got worse, he kept on trying to get you to calm down, but still, you shut him down.

you didn’t accept his help until that day.

you woke up in a bad mood that day. scratch that, horrible. you woke up with a pit in your stomach leading to god knows where and it felt like the size of jupiter.

immediately, when you went to get your morning coffee, you could feel it growing worse. josh was doing laundry in the basement, so he couldn't see how you were doing. jim, however, was upstairs, and when he heard you walk down, he scurried to you. even having his warm fur brush against you, you felt worried. his touch made you feel almost overstimulated.

before josh came up, you decided to go to the store then make breakfast to try and distract yourself.

the drive there and grabbing everything made you even more worn out. the bright lights of the store bugged your eyes, and for whatever reason, your ears couldn't stop ringing.

but, you pushed through until you got home, trying to ignore the feeling in you that you should rest. josh, at this point, was in the living room. when he saw you come home, he almost immediately knew something was wrong. but, you shrugged him off.

as you laid out the ingredients on the counter, josh snaked up behind you. "i can make you breakfast," he insisted.

"it's fine," you replied. sharp. insistent.

"are you sure? you seem...jittery."

"i'm sure." your tone was firm. you pulled out a cutting board to start chopping fruit. as you started to cut, josh couldn't help but notice the slight wobble in your hands.

"darling, seriously, i don't really trust you with a knife right now." you ignored him, continuing to cut. "you need to tell me if something's going on." no response. only the sound of the knife against the cutting board.

"i'll be fine," you snapped, setting the knife down. you stayed looking away from josh.

"i know you. you're not fine. you need to tell me what's happening." you started to walk to the cabinet, grabbing a bowl.

"nothing's happen-" you started to yell, when all of a sudden, you lost grip on the bowl, causing it to fall on the counter. you froze. "shit." you mumbled over and over again. "shit, shit, shit..." without you thinking, you tried to grab a shard when it cut your hand. you winced and pulled your hand away.

"woah, baby, hey, it's okay." josh quickly held you from behind. "let's get you to the bathroom, okay?" he rambled. "come on, let's go, let's go, it's okay, you're fine."

you didn't know why, but suddenly, you felt stiff. like a bomb about to set off. josh set you up on the counter of the sink in the guest bathroom as he grabbed a first aid kit. he was gentle as he cleaned your cut, knowing it would hurt. and it did. the sting honestly brought you back.

as he bandaged your cut, you felt tears coming out. "fuck, i'm so sorry." you wiped your eyes.

"it's okay."

"no, it's not. i acted like a bitch all of today and now i'm here hurt and you're patching me up. that shouldn't be how it is." as he stuck the final bit of the bandage down, he looked up at you.

"hey. look at me." you looked in his eyes. "it's okay. i'm not mad at you. you had a reason for feeling that way. i'm not dismissing that. all i ask is next time, you just tell me, okay? cause i don't want you getting hurt cause you didn't tell me about something."

you sniffled and nodded. "thank you." he smiled and grabbed your chin, pulling your face in to kiss you.

"of course. come on, i'll make you breakfast."

[ret1cent]

on my mind

josh dun x fem reader

you wanted my heart but i just liked your tattoos poured it down, so i poured it down with you

and now i don’t understand why i got you on my mind?

warnings: smut, porn with a plot, smoking (weed), slight drinking, language, oral (fem receiving), face riding, penetration, josh is very much a giver in this, unprotected sex (be safe y’all don’t do that), slight praise kink, fluffy ending, proofread very lightly

WC: 7,000+

a/n: i wrote this very casually since i’m putting my energy into my main series right now, but i got this idea so i wanted to write it :) excuse any grammar or spelling errors it’s not proofread perfectly! this is the first smut i’ve written in a long time so just keep that in mind lol :p also i was young during this era of tumblr so excuse me if i get any terminology or vibes wrong lmao

summary: it’s 2014 and you’re tumblr famous. after he recently joined the platform, josh dun of twenty one pilots follows you. you aren’t quite sure who he is at first, with only slight knowledge about the band. but as you get to chat and know each other more he invites you to a show and to get a drink after, but it’s never just a drink is it?

i sit at my desk on call with my friend sam, the fairy lights strung across the wall and the glow of the computer screen being the only sources of light. i scroll through my tumblr as we chat, scrolling through some notifications and replying to a few notes.

i had somewhat of a reputation of the platform, some even referring to me as tumblr famous. i was well known on the more grunge side of things, posting aesthetic photography of record stores, ciggerates with edgy lryics on them, you get the gist. but i also occasionally posted pictures of myself, mostly to show off cute outfits or new hair colors, but i was pretty insecure about posting myself. the reason i had been on the phone with sam was actually because she had spurred me on to post a slightly suggestive picture of myself and i needed mental support. it was of me in a small tank, a black skater skirt with black matching thigh highs and chokers adorned on my neck as i lay on my side in my bed. in it my face rested against my hand, my thumb resting against my parted lips. i had edited an array of emoji around me that matched the color tones of the photo in a satisfying way.

the post had done numbers, but now i unfortunately had to deal with the anxiety of being this widely perceived.

“ughh why did i post it.” i groan, burying my face in my hands.

“dude stop you look so hot!” sam defends the photo. “people are loving it, you have no reason to worry.” she soothes me.

sam was somewhat of a life coach when it came to my insecurities and about posting myself like this. she often was the only reason i posted pictures i had been planning to keep to myself, she was my number one hype man and i was beyond grateful to have her in my life. i just didn’t fully appreciate that aspect of her right in the moment of clarity after a post starts getting attention.

i scroll through my notifications, not fully paying attention until i saw i had gotten a new follower a few days ago. that itself wasn’t an abnormal occurrence, i just felt strangely drawn to the profile. i scroll down and see this person had liked multiple of my posts before following, and had just liked my recent one. i glance at the username, it reading stillstreet. i click on the profile and look at the users profile picture. huh, he was kind of cute… he didn’t have his name on his blog though, just an x files reference. that’s nerdy, i like it. he had a lot of followers, maybe he was famous for something?

i skim through his posts and reblogs, he seemed sweet and had a sense of humor that reminded me of my own. when i looked further i saw pictures posted of him at the drums playing shows. so he was an artist?

“hey sam, do you know a blog called stillstreet?” i ask curiously.

“uh yeah durr, that’s josh dun!” she says, as if it was an obvious fact.

“who?”

“OH MY GOD i’ve talked about him before!” she complains.

“sam you talk about a minimum of 50 dudes you think are hot a day, i lose track sometimes.” i defend myself and she goes silent.

“ok i honestly can’t argue with that but he’s from twenty one pilots! don’t you know them?”

oh yeah, i knew some of their songs. i heard car radio on playing on the alt rock station often and had a few of their songs liked. people on tumblr also posted about them quite a bit, i just never paid attention enough to know the people behind the band.

“oh that’s who he is?” i ask, shocked. “he just followed me.” i say in confusion, squinting as i went through more of his posts.

“ok haha very funny, i see what you were trying to do now.” sam says unamused, as if she just uncovered some prank i was pulling on her,

“i’m not lying!”

“prove it!” sam says and i turn my camera to my laptop, going to my notfications and scrolling down the one stating that he had followed me.

“OH MY GOD!” sam shouts and i cover my ears, my volume was set all the way up due to her voice being quiet before, as i didn’t expect her to be yelling at any point.

“sam my ears!”

“you have to do something about this oh my god.” she says in disbelief, ignoring my complaint.

“what do you mean ‘do something’, all he did was follow me!” i say with a laugh.

“you don’t know that, you never check your messages!” she argues. that was true, i typically tried to avoid it, as they tended to be a cesspool sometimes.

“ok fine, if it makes you happy.” i say with a roll of my eyes, clicking to message him, expecting to prove sam wrong. to my disbelief, she was right. he did message me. i go silent.

“oh my god… he messaged me.”

“WHAT DID HE SAY?” she shouts again.

“oh my god im turning my volume down now.” i say and then focus to read the message.

stillstreet:hey! sorry to randomly message you like this, i just wanted to say i like your posts a lot, idk if that’s weird or not…

i read the message back to sam, slightly giggling at his obvious anxiety in the message, it was sweet.

“you need to respond back like now.”

“and say what!”

“say oh my gosh thanks! can we fuck?” sam says in an extremely girly voice that sounded nothing like my own.

“SAM stop!”

“i’m sorry he’s hot i would so not be able to control myself.” she whines. “plus if he’s messaging you like that there’s a chance that might be his intention.” she insinuates.

“oh please! all he said was that my posts are cool…”

“yeah he’s trying to start conversation because he saw your posts and thought you were sexy!”

“ok well let me see what’s actually going on.” i say, trying to come up with a reply in my head.

do i just thank him? no the conversation could die there. i had to continue with a question.

(y/n):thank you so much, i really appreciate it. :) how’d you find me?

i ask him, trying to play it cool. i continue conversation with sam, mostly her raving to me about josh dun and twenty one pilots until he replied again.

“ok hold on, he responded.” i say, pausing our conversation to read the message to her.

stillstreet:i saw your photography when i was scrolling through some tags. i checked out your blog since i liked your style and i got to see more of you and your own personal style too and just decided i liked it. you seem like a cool girl :)

“you seem like a cool girl?!” sam repeats back dramatically. “oh i’m wet!”

“SAM oh my god calm yourself!” i scold her, despite the fact i felt myself flush at his words. “jeez you are going crazy over this man i should just send him over to you at this point.” i joke.

“no! you are the chosen one and i respect that, but if you fuck him you are required to give me every detail so i can live vicariously through you.” she says and i roll my eyes with a smile, giving up on stopping her from being vulgar. i pause, trying to think of a suitable response. “i’ll at least give you a cameo in our conversation.” i say to her playfully, starting to type my response.

“josh dun is gonna know i exist? oh my god i could die.” she says, estatic.

(y/n):thank you! <3 yeah photography used to be the only main thing on this blog, i’m a little insecure about posting myself sometimes but my friend sam has been my hype woman for me recently

i responded. maybe i was over sharing … i start to worry but josh responds quickly.

stillstreet:really? well i’m glad you have her, i’m happy to be able to see you. not to be too straightforward but you’re really pretty. i’m really surprised you’re insecure about posting.

my stomach swirls as i read the message in my head.

“(y/n)! what did he say?” sam says, pulling me out of my head. i read the message back to her in disbelief.

“oh my god.��� she says, covering her hand with her mouth. (y/n) he wants you…”

i feel my heart beat speed up. this cute band member liked me? i decide to be chill about it, but also let him know i was interested.

(y/n):why thank you, i have to say you aren’t too bad looking yourself ;)

i immediately close my laptop in fear of what he would respond with, maybe that was too bold. “sam distract me!” i say, anxiously fidgeting with my hands.

“ok! let me send you more pictures of your man so you can see what you’re working with.” she says and sends me a bunch of picture’s over imessage. i open the notification, scrolling through them.

“woah, holy shit…” i say, admiring josh’s messy hair, his prominent arm muscle’s and abs, his sweat slicked skin and hair during shows, a mask he would wear that he still looked oddly sexy in, and especially his tattoos. the way the beautiful patchwork spotted across his skin lied just right on his toned arm.

“i know!” sam says, affirming his attractiveness. “his hair’s pink right now it’s soo cute.”

i reopen my laptop to see that josh had responded to me again.

stillstreet: oh really? maybe we should get to know each other more then :)

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for the rest of that night, me and josh continued conversation getting to know more about each other. we talked about everything, our childhoods, our favorite music, shows and movies. as we got to know each other more over the next few days we even got into deeper topics, such as some of the struggles we face in our personal lives. i’ve never felt so easily connected with someone before, something about him just drew me in. he just got me. i tried not to let myself not get too attached despite this fact, if it was just a hookup he was looking for i would be ok with that. he’s an attractive man and it’s not something i would end up regretting. i lie in bed, staring up at my ceiling until i get a notification. i check it and smile when i see that josh had messaged me.

stillstreet: good morning :)

(y/n):hey! what’s up?

stillstreet: i wanted to ask you something actually

my stomach swirls in anticipation. what was there to ask? was he going to ask to hookup? was he going to ask what it was we were doing? was he going to end whatever it was we had going on?

(y/n):of course, shoot.

stillstreet: well i know that you had mentioned that you live in LA, me and tyler are on tour right now and we’re playing there in a few days. i was wondering if you maybe wanted to come to the show? only if you want to of course

(y/n):yes! i’d love that. not to push my luck but can my friend sam maybe come along? she’ll leave us alone i promise lmao

stillstreet: of course! and don’t even worry about it, i’d love to meet her too. i’ll talk to my crew and get you both backstage passes so you can watch the show comfortably.

(y/n):why thank you sir, i feel like royalty

stillstreet: to me you are!

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of course when i told sam about the news she was beside herself.

“(y/n) have i told you how much i love you?” sam asks, sitting at the vanity in my room to do her makeup for the show.

“yes frequently and ironically enough it’s been ever since i told you about the tickets!” i say jokingly, sifting through the hangers in my closet, at a loss for what to wear. shirts and tanks were thrown all across the room.

“sam what do i wear?” i groan and she looks over at me.

“aren’t you literally like internet famous for always knowing that?” she asks playfully and i roll my eyes.

“now i wouldn’t say that…”

“you’re too humble for the fact that we’re literally getting ready to go backstage for a twenty one pilots show because the josh dun wants to fuck you.”

“stop saying he wants to fuck me!”

“i’ll stop once you prove me wrong!” she says and goes back to her makeup. “but if i were you i would be bragging my ass off about this.”

i smile and shake my head. “yes i know you would. you’re very predictable in that sense. ok now help me! what do people usually wear to their shows?”

“uhh i don’t know i’ve actually never been to one, but their aesthetic has a lot of blue and red because of their latest album and they also wear skeleton hoodies and ski masks often if that gives you any inspiration.”

“wait… yeah that actually helps a lot.” i say after i get an idea, going to the drawer that holds my tanks and grabbing the black mesh tank i had with skeleton bones on it. i grab a black lace bralette to wear underneath it, an oversized dark blue deinem jacket adorned with rips, and my black pleated skater skirt and thigh highs i wore in my most recent post. i sort through the jewelry on my jewelry tray and grab a blue transparent choker and a red transparent choker.

“oh that’s cute!” sam shouts after i put the outfit on.

“you really think? it’s not doing too much?”

“babe it’s doing just enough he won’t be able to keep his hands off you.” sam says and my stomach swirls at the thought.

i finish the look with a dark matte makeup look, and put my creepers on before heading out to the car with sam to leave for the show.

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me and sam were leaning against the car outside the venue. the sky still gloomy after the aftermath of rain earlier in the day and the smell of damp asphalt was lingering in the air. i hold myself with my arms, slightly shivering.

“maybe this outfit wasn’t the best idea.” i say, hugging myself even tighter as a chilling wind blew.

“you look cute! it’s worth it.” she says, focused on fishing the little container that held the joint we planned to smoke out of her purse. we had no desire to get our buzz from 20 dollar seltzers in the venue and we were both undeniably anxious about going backstage for our own reasons. it was just a little something to take the edge off.

she takes it out of the container, lighting it as her hands slightly tremble. “are you also so incredibly nervous or is it just me?” sam asks, taking a puff and then handing it over to me.

“fuck yeah i am… i hope he likes me in person too.” i say worriedly, taking a hit and passing it back to her.

“at least you’ve already talked to josh, i’m trying to think of like a million things i could say to him and tyler but none of them sound right… i hope it’s not awkward.”

“i’m sure it’ll be fine, they’ll probably be distracted setting up for the show anyway.” i say nervously, taking another puff and sam takes out her camera.

“photo op!” she says taking a picture of me blowing out the smoke and i roll my eyes with a smile.

“thank you my little photographer.” i say playfully.

the two of us finish smoking and start walking to the side entrance that josh told me to go to. as i walk i start to feel the pleasant lightness of the joint, putting a little bit of my nervousness at ease. we were met with a tall, burly slightly intimidating looking security guard.

“hi um our names should be on the list to get it.” i say timidly.

“names?”

i give him our full names and he nods, opening the door for us, revealing two other security guards that led us to the backstage.

as we walked down the dark hall, the sounds of distant rustling and thudding come into earshot as we got closer.

“what if this is just a setup for us to be murdered?” sam asks and i elbow her. “what! this is kinda scary…” she whispers.

but the feeling of unease was lifted when the security guards open the doors for us, leading us to the backstage which was warmly let and filled with crew mates conversing and setting up for the show. amongst the crew mates scattered around were josh and tyler standing in the corner immersed in conversation. the security guards lead us to them and a wave of anxiety washes over me as the boys look up at the two of us. i make eye contact with josh and his eyes light up, him flashing me a warm smile.

“these are your girls right?” one security guard asks and josh slightly chuckles at the wording.

“yeah they are, thank you man.” josh says and the security guard walks away with a nod.

the four of us all stand together, a silence quickly interrupted by giggles, all of us aware of the awkwardness of the situation. this was clearly a new thing for them, which made me feel special in a way. it was nice to know josh wasn’t just always bringing girls backstage, he didn’t seem like the type.

“hi, im tyler nice to meet you guys.” the brunette says kindly, shaking sam and i’s hands.

“i’m (y/n).” i say with a smile and tyler chuckles.

“oh i know this dude hasn’t shut up about you.” tyler says while pointing at his friend, josh smacking his arm and then glaring. “hey i told you i was going to embarrass you man.” tyler says, putting his hands up in defense.

“it feels like my dad’s meeting my girlfriend on prom night.” josh jokes and we all giggle.

sam gets caught up in conversation with tyler about the boy’s music, perfectly toeing the line between fan girl and casual fan. she clearly put a lot of thought into how to act in this situation. josh steps closer to me as sam and tyler were immersed in their own world, leaving the two of us alone.

“i feel like i haven’t properly said hello to you yet.” he says apologetically with a chuckle, then holding his arms out for a hug and i quickly accept it, almost feeling dizzy as my hands wrap around his strong back.

“you guys have fun before this?” josh asks jokingly after he pulls away, picking up the faint scent of weed mixed with the sweet perfume on my clothes.

i laugh softly, embarrassed that this was his first impression of me. “i’m sorry i probably smell like a joint…” i say apologetically, my face hidden in my hands.

“no don’t apologize it’s not too much it smells nice- you smell nice sorry this sounds creepy.” he rushes out, the two of us laughing.

“no it’s not, it’s sweet.” i say, looking at him with a smile and fully taking in his messy pink hair, his friendly hazel eyes, his pink lips and his cute nose ring. not the mention the muscle tank he was wearing that left no room for imagination… something about those damn tattoos really just got me.

he seemed to be analyzing me the same way, his eyes momentarily flicking downwards then upwards again to meet my gaze. “wow, you’re even prettier in person.” he says in a soft disbelief.

i flush softy, my stomach doing somersaults at his words. “why thank you, i could say the same for you sir.” i say and he smiles widely.

“you’re too sweet.”

the two of us walk around the backstage area conversing as josh prepares for the show.

“do you ever get nervous before these things?” i ask, slightly glancing at him as he walks besides me.

“honestly yeah. it’s more before we go on stage thoigh, no matter how many shows i’ve played and how much bigger the venues have gotten i always get that anxious feeling in my stomach. but when i get up there and start playing it all goes away, it feels like im in a trance honestly.” he says and i smile at him admiringly, taking in his passion for his art. he glances over at me, noticing my silence.

“sorry i’m rambling…”

“no no i was just… admiring.” i admit with an embarrassed chuckle. “it’s really cool how passionate you are, it’s inspiring.” i say and he smiles.

“really?”

“really.” i say, the two of us facing each other, a silence lingering as we gazed into each others eyes. he looks down at me, shyly brining his hand up to my face and slightly running his thumb across my jaw, me leaning into the touch.

“josh we’re doing the last sound checks right now.” tyler’s sudden voice startles me out of my hypnotized state. i look over and tyler smiles apologetically, seeing that he had interrupted a moment between us.

“alright, coming!” he replies to him and looks back to me. “i’m sorry, i have to go now.” josh says sadly and reaches out his hand to mine and i take it. “are we still on for drinks after the show?” josh asks with hope.

“of course.” i say with a smile, looking down at our intertwined hands.

“i’m really glad.” he says, squeezing my hand affectionately before he lets go and walks over to meet tyler. “enjoy the show.” josh says looking back at me over his shoulder with a subtle wink.

i smile to myself as he walks away, letting out a startled yelp when i suddenly felt a pair of hands on my shoulders.

“oh my god you guys are so cute!” sam gushes, slightly shaking me.

“sam you scared the shit out of me!”

“were you guys gonna kiss? oh my god the tension was crazzyy!” she says, ignoring my comment.

“wait you were watching us?”

“uh duh i found a hiding spot and i needed to see how things were going with you two!”

“you creep!” i say and slightly shove her, her sticking her tongue out in retaliation.

“were you flirting with tyler?” i joke and she shakes her head.

“nahh he has a girlfriend i’m not that kinda girl, but i did kinda hit it off with one of the crew members.” she says and i laugh.

“damn girl you had a whole agenda for like the hour i was gone!”

“hey i had to entertain myself somehow while you and josh have been away getting all lovey dovey!”

i attempt to front annoyance but couldn’t even hide how happy i was about all of this, a smile slowly growing on my face. sam catches on and playfully nudges me.

“this is a good night huh?” she asks with a smile.

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the show was amazing. i didn’t know what to expect from just the two of them, but the amount of energy they had completely made up for the lack of other members. the songs were beautiful and josh’s drumming was phenomenal. something about him when he was performing was so enigmatic. the way he seemed to get lost in the beat, the way his sweat slicked skin glistened under the glowing lights, the way he couldn’t help but smile when the crowd cheered his name. he would occasionally look back at me, flashing a smile when he had the chance. it made me feel a type of way i hadn’t felt before.

to say sam enjoyed the show was an understatement. the whole time she was jumping and yelling the lyrics, dancing and making me dance with her against my will. i was overjoyed by the fact that i got to give her this experience while also having my own special experience with josh. the two of us had parted ways when me and josh had left to get drinks, her also leaving with the crew member she’d been telling me about.

“hey we’re both getting lucky tonight!” she had cheered to me, which of course earned her an eye roll.

now, josh and i sat at the counter of a hip bar downtown, led signs reflecting a red shine on our faces and the sound of artic monkeys playing lightly from a jukebox in the background. i sip on a blackberry-basil martini, the sweetness mixing pleasantly with the slight burn of the alcohol.

“that show was amazing, i’ve never seen anything like that.” i say to josh, trying not to gush too much.

he smiles sheepishly, taking a small sip of his drink. “thank you, that really means a lot coming from you.” he says genuinely.

“just seeing you play up there too i don’t know your energy is just… magnetic.” i admit and he tilts his head in interest, his eyes locking with mine as he leans forward slightly.

“how so?” he asks teasingly, his pearly teeth slightly revealed as he chuckles softly.

“i don’t knowww.” i drag out, embarrassed and letting out a slight laugh, hoping he’d just drop the topic.

“aw come on don’t get all shy on me.” he says, playfully nudging my arm.

“you’re just.. the way you get so lost in the drums.. it’s like you’re on another planet. and the way you glow under the lights it’s like you’re an angel or something.” i say with a slight giggle, him softly laughing too. “yeah… i don’t know it’s just something about.. sorry never mind this it weird of me.” i stop myself, embarrassed

“what?” he asks playfully. “c’mon you can say it.” he says, his light demeanor spurring me on to continue.

“the way you play with such relish, the way you’ll tilt your head back and take everything in i…” i start trailing off, slightly flushing as i felt his intent gaze on me. “i’m trying to find an artsy way to say this but i can’t. it’s just really fucking hot.” i admit, the slight buzz from this drink and my previous one giving me a boost of confidence.

i watch a slight smirk form on his pink lips as he looks at me, me tilting my head away in embarrassment.

“really?” he asks softly

“really.” i admit, meeting his gaze, my face still flushed.

he chuckles, bringing a hand to my cheek briefly to stroke the warm skin streaked with a soft pink. “you’re really cute you know that?” he asks and i shake my head in response.

“no, really.” he says, matching my previous response, his pupils slightly dilating as we hold the eye contact.

my whole body starts to feel warm, and all the sudden the need to jump his bones started to feel irresistible.

“hey… you don’t have to say yes i completely understand if you’re not comfortable with this but.. me and tyler are staying at a hotel nearby and i have a room alone tonight. would you maybe wanna… spend the night?” he asks gently, seeming the have the exact same thoughts running through his mind as i did.

“yes, that sounds great…” i reply, quickly catching onto what he was insinuating.

after he pays the tab the two of us walk to the hotel hand in hand, his thumb stroking my hand lightly as the sounds of the city droned on in the background. we walk in silence, not an uncomfortable silence, but one that held an air of anticipation.

after we had walked into the lobby, the pace of our walk had slightly picked up, almost speed walking as we went down the hall leading to his room. he lets go of my hand to swipe his key card and lets us in, quickly shutting the door behind us. almost immediately, his hands found my waist and i grabbed onto his shoulder and the back of his neck, leaning him into me so our lips touched.

he quickly reacts, matching the pace of my lips, his lips soft against my own as he ran his tongue across my bottom lip. i let my tongue softly graze across his, the warm feeling sending a deep sensation right to my core. i lean into him more as he deepens the sloppy kiss, him entangling his fingers in my hair while letting out a shaky breath through his nose. i feel myself get lost in the kiss, unaware of how much time had passed until he finally pulls away for air, a slight string of drool attached to our lips that fell when he moved his head down to my neck. he kisses down the skin, goosebumps being left in wake of his lips. i whine gently at the feeling, him softly groaning in response.

the sound made me feel lightheaded with need, and the feeling intensified when he slowly ran his tongue up my neck. i squirm, my breathing becoming more ragged when he hit the sweet spot. he sees this and leans in, pressing me against the door as he sucks on it gently, then grazing his teeth against it, the ticklish sensation intoxicating. i lean my head against the door, feeling completely out of control as he leads kisses across my neck, continuing to lick, suck and bite. he trails his large fingers up the bare skin of my thigh, the touch sounding electric shock through my body.

“can i?” he asks breathlessly, his fingers slightly grasped onto the edge of my skirt.

“y-yes. please.” i reply quickly and he moves his hand under my skirt, his fingers ghosting over where i needed him most, stroking me through the slowly dampening material of my panties. i let out shaky breaths as he teases me, continuing to kiss my neck. he finally moves his hand up to my hip, dragging down my panties past my thighs until they fell down my legs, pooling on the floor. he moves his fingers across my core spreading my wetness and i softly whine. he smiles against my neck at this, slowly entering his long fingers into me, a shaky moan falling out of my lips. he stills his fingers for a moment, moving his head back to mine, smiling as we momentarily make eye contact. he leans in to slowly make out with me again, beginning to thrust his fingers in as deep as possible. i moan into his mouth as i try to focus on matching the pace of his lips, finding it increasingly hard as his fingers moving in and out of me seemed to keep hitting all the right spots. the room was quiet besides for the sounds of our heavy breathing, my occasional moans, the sound of our lips moving together and the sound of his fingers moving in and out of my soaking arousal.

he finally withdraws his fingers, holding eye contact as he enters his fingers into his mouth, closing his eyes as he cleans them off with his tongue. “fuck.” i whisper in a slight daze as i watch him, his eyes squinting as he smiled in return.

“c’mere.” he says affectionately, grabbing my hand to lead me to the large bed, him falling back against the pillows and gently moving my body on top of his. i almost moan just from feeling how hard he was against my thigh. he entangles his fingers in my hair, leading my face down to meet his lips and we continue making out. i softly grind against his clothed thigh, needing relief for the burning need in my core. he softly chuckles into the kiss at this, then pulling away.

“do you wanna uh..” he starts, slightly sheepish. “you can sit on my face?…” he suggests and i almost whine just at his words.

“a-are you sure?”

“fuck yeah.” he says lustfully, gripping the revealed skin of my thigh from my skirt riding up. “come here.” he says, motioning me over with his two fingers as he lays himself flatter on the bed. i crawl further up, finally hovering above his face, my cheeks flushing from how vulnerable the position made me feel.

he smirks up at me before pulling me down by my thighs, his tongue immediately making contact with my core. i let out a gasp as he starts to thrust his strong tongue in, his nose rubbing deliciously against my clit. “josh..” i whine and he groans against me, the vibration going right to my center.

he laps up my wetness, moving up to suck on my clit. i moan and lean forward, tangling my fingers in his pink hair. i slightly tug at it as i feel myself getting closer to the edge, him moaning at the feeling. my hips seem to move on their own, slowly grinding against his face, chasing even more of the pleasure he was giving me. he took it well, letting me use him to get off as i pleased, sticking his long tongue deep inside me as i rode it.

the sight of his focused expression, his strong tattooed arm holding onto my thigh, his noises, the way he was devouring me like a starved man… it was all too much. “josh i-im gonna cum.” i whine breathlessly and he hums encouragingly, intensifying the movements of his tongue. when he moved his lips to suck on my clit again that’s when i lost it. “fuck!” i nearly shout, cumming so hard my vision blurred momentarily.

i grip the bedsheets roughly as josh kept up his movements, licking me clean. he pulls away and i climb back down, pausing to catch my breath. i hold onto his hips and he looks at me with a dazed smile, brushes a strand of hair behind my ear, then wipes the wetness off his face with his arm.

“wow that was..” i pant hard, looking up at the ceiling as i try to compose myself.

he giggles and leans forward to catch my lips, the taste of myself lingering on them.

“i’m glad you liked it, god that was hot you taste amazing.” he says, running a hand through his tousled hair.

i look down at him, his hair messy, his cheeks slightly flushed and droplets of sweat starting to bead on his forehead.

“god you’re so sexy it’s unreal.” i muse and he smiles bashfully.

“says you, you’re literally an angel.” he says, running a hand down my face. his eyes then drift down to my tank. he slowly moves his hands to it, moving them to grab onto the edges. “can i?” he asks and i nod. he pulls the mesh over my head, leaving me in my bralette. “god this has been driving me crazy all night.” he says, running his thumb over the lace material. i let out a sharp breath at the feeling of his finger running over my hardened nipple. “you look so beautiful in it.” he says, leaning down to press kisses across my chest and down my stomach. he gets to my skirt and i hoist my upper body up slightly so he can slide it down. “and this combo of the skirt and thigh highs… shittt.” he says with a soft laugh, kissing down the soft skin of my thighs, me biting my lip at the feeling. he playfully bites at the skin of my upper thigh and i giggle.

he rolls down the socks, then runs his hands across my smooth legs. at last, he leans forward and gently curves his hands around my back and his fingers go to the back of my bralette, fumbling momentarily before fully undoing the clips. he leans back and lets out an uneven breath, taking in my full bare figure. the way he looked at me with such desire and such curiosity made me feel vulnerable, but at the same time it made me feel undeniably sexy.

he moves both his hands up to my breasts, softly kneading and running his hands down them, circling my nipples with this thumbs. i let out a soft whine at the stimulation.

“wow… you look like a goddess.” he says, running his hands down my figure. he leans in to leave kisses down my chest, then takes a nipple into his mouth, sucking the bud gently.

“mmm fuck.” i whine at the feeling and he groans softly, moving to the other side and repeating the same motion. “josh fuck me please.” i whine, unable to take the teasing anymore.

he looks up at me, his hazel eyes darkened from how blown out his pupils had become. “you sure?” he asks and i nod vigorously.

“please.”

he bites his lip and peels his shirt off, my eyes widening as i take in the sight of his toned abs. “oh my god…” i say, my mouth slightly gaped as i run my fingers from his chest to his abs and he lets out a breathy laugh. he undoes his jeans, leaving him in his dark boxers, the tent in them being extremely prominent. i reach out my hand to softly stroke him through the material, feeling how hard he was. he groans quietly, then pulls it fully out, the tip reddened and leaking with pre cum. it was long and thick, to the point i was wondering if it would even fully fit.

“shit let me get get a condom.” he remembers, reaching over to the nightstand but i grab his arm.

“i um… i’m on birth control and i’m clean if it’s alright with you we can just…” i start sheepishly and he wastes no time crawling over me.

“hell yeah. i am too.” he says, petting my hair while looking down at me. “you ready?” he asks gently and i nod in confirmation.

he looks down in focus as he lines himself up with my entrance and slowly slides in, my eyes rolling back at the feeling of being so overwhelmingly filled up. the two of us let out shaky moans when he fully bottoms out. he holds onto my shoulders, his head drooping as he starts thrusting slow and deep.

“fuck you feel so good… so warm and.. tight.” he groans shakily, stroking my jaw. i look up at him, letting out soft moans, barely feeling on this planet from the bliss of his controlled thrusts. i let out a gasp as he hits just the right spot and he catches on, thrusting the same way over and over. i pull him down by his hair roughly and he groans, matching the pace of my lips. the kiss was sloppy, a mix of tongue and teeth as the two of us were being overtaken by pleasure.

“josh…” i whimper and he lets out a broken moan, his thrusts starting to quicken, still hitting deep inside me.

“doing so good for me… making me feel so good.” he coos, stroking my cheek and i almost cum right then and there.

“fuck.” i whine, moving my hips to match the rhythm of his thrusts. i look up at him, his cheeks tinted and beaded with sweat, his hair slick, his eyes darkened, his pink lips swelled and slightly parted as he let out quick heavy breaths.

he leans in to kiss me again and as much as i try to focus on kissing him back, the pleasure was too much. my mouth goes slack as i lean my head back again the pillow and he giggles, continuing to thrust as he leans down. “you feeling good?” he whispers in my ear, the sensation sending tingles of pleasure down my spine.

“y-yes.” i whine, painfully turned on by how he was talking to me.

“yeah?” he whispers, playfully licking the shell of my ear, then biting the lobe before he starts to thrust harder. it was a blissful state, my head thrown back, completely losing myself in the feeling, my senses being completely drowned by him. no other thought other than josh deserved a lick of acknowledgment in that moment, not when his words were so sweet and he was fucking me so good that his name was coming out of my lips like a prayer.

i whine at the loss when he pulls out suddenly, takes hold of my thighs, and brings my legs up to each side of his shoulders. he puts his arms behind my lower back, slightly hoisting me up. he readjusts himself and then enters me again, sliding all the way in. the new angle offered a sense of fullness i hadn’t ever felt before. i moan loudly, latching onto his back with my nails. he holds onto me by my upper back and hip, and starts moving me back and fourth onto his cock, almost like a toy. his head tilted back in bliss, his adam’s apple prominent as he lets out throaty groans.

“oh my god josh.” i moan, my eyes filling with tears of pleasure, digging my nails into his back, slightly dragging them down as he thrusts quickly. he moans roughly at the sensation. “fuck i’m close.” i say, continuing to latch onto his back as his thrusts kept rocking my body up and down.

“me too.” he pants, peppering kisses across my neck. “let go, i’ve got you.” i squeeze my eyes tightly as i feel my high rapidly approaching.

“s-shit where should i cum?” he asks quickly.

“inside, i wanna feel you fill me up.” i whine and he groans loudly at my words, his fingers pressing tightly into my hip.

“fuck… (y/n).” he moans hotly in my ear as he releases inside me, his hips slightly slowing.

at the sound of him moaning my name and feeling the warmth of his cum inside me i finish too, moaning and tightly squeezing around him as he slowly thrusts through his release.

“yeah that’s it, such a good girl.” he whispers as he rubs my shoulder, my ears ringing from the intensity of it.

he stops his movements and pants heavily as he keeps himself hoisted above me, slowly pulling out. i feel some of his cum slowly starting to seep out. “fuck.” he whispers, biting his lip as he looks down at the sight.

he rolls over to lay beside me as i look up at the ceiling, trying to catch my breath in quick short gaps. he does the same, his body slick with sweat as he attempts to slow his breathing.

“wow that was… wow.” i muse, my hand resting on my forehead as i try to come back down to earth.

“yeah… i’ve never experienced anything like that holy shit.” he says, turning over to look at me with a smile. i smile back, mentally preparing myself for him asking me to leave as he slides his boxers back on. this was a really good experience, if it was just a hookup then so be it.

“do you wanna come here?” he asks, slightly shy as he extends his arms out across from me.

i nod, surprised but a smile widening on my face as i get closer to him and nuzzle my face into his warm chest. he wraps his strong arms around my lower back and looks down at me with a look of admiration.

“hey i know this is might be a weird time to ask but…. would you want to go on a proper first date with me tomorrow? you can stay tonight and we can eat in the morning and do something after? we have another day in LA…” he asks nervously.

i giggle softly, slightly thrown off. “yeah. i’d love that.” i say, leaning up to peck his lips softly. he smiles into the kiss, holding onto me as he kisses me back.

[squiidiot]

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

[clancysjumpsuit]

If You Need Anyone

here's the first few chapters of my clancy x reader fic :)

chapter one, chapter two, chapter three, chapter four, chapter five, chapter six, chapter seven

[j-jinxee]

[ ⟡​ ] — RUNAWAY,,

Criminal! Tyler Joseph x Reader

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

[s1ushyz]

"What's cooking good looking?"

Pairings | Josh Dun x GN! Reader drabble

Band | Twenty one piolets

A/n | gave in, and I'm writing for tøp again. Back in 2015, I used to write for them RELIGIOUSLY on one of my old accounts,, this is just something short for all my josh lovers out there! Do keep in mind it's been a WHILE.. since I've written, so I'm still getting back in the groove of things!

9:30am

The sounds of clanking of pots and pans in the kitchen caused you to wake up, the sun pouring into the room you shared with your boyfriend of 5 years, josh. As you stirred awake you let your eyes adjust to the light of the sun, trying your best to rub the sleep out of your eyes you placed your hand on joshes side of the bed but..it was empty, clearly he had been gone for a while as the sheets were cold. Not warm like they would usually be in the mornings with a sleepy josh who was sleeping like a rock as his arms were wrapped around you. You let out a soft sigh and stretched in your place. Once fully awake, the smell of burnt bacon hit your nose. Your face scrunched up a little at the smell, not really expecting it. The realization that josh was in the kitchen downstairs cooking (or well trying to..) breakfast made you smile to yourself. He was never the best cook, which is why you took on cooking, always making the best dishes. You kicked your legs over the bed and stood up, stretching once more with a soft grunt you began to make your way out of the room and quietly downstairs, making sure to watch out for any creaky step that might signal that you're awake.

As you carefully and quietly made your way to the kitchen, the smell of the poorly made bacon got stronger, as you approached the doorway you could hear josh quietly (yet not so quietly) cursing under his breath. Once he was fully in view you could see he was shirtless, only in some jeans that he threw on and struggling oh so badly..his back was facing you as he tried his best to flip bacon that was way beyond saving while also trying to pour pancake batter into a different pan that laid on the messy stove top. Quietly you chuckled to youself as you made your way to step behind him, wrapping your arms around his toned body and laying your head on his back.

"What's cooking good looking?"

You asked. Your voice had a hint of playfulness in it as you nuzzled your head onto his skin. He tensed up a bit before turning his head to look at you a little while still trying to cook. He relaxed his body a little as he nervously chuckled, his cheeks tinting a soft pink,

"Hey babe did I wake you? I'm so sorry this was supposed to be a surprise I wanted to cook you breakfast in bed but uh..well it's not going all that great.."

Josh muttered, shame and disappointment clear in his voice as he let out a soft sigh. Clearly, he was stressed about this whole breakfast debacle. He stared down at the now charred bacon and pouted a little. He turned around in his place carefully, so he was facing you and wrapped his arms around you. As your head now laid on his chest, you could hear his heartbeat that was oh so soothing. You smiled up at him, scanning over his face taking in every detail. It was moments like these that you loved so much.

"Oh josh..you didn't have to do that"

You said softly as you squeezed him gently, josh smiled down at you, he let out a sigh before shrugging, a hum left his lips

"I wanted y'know? Just treat you to something to show you I love you, you've been working nonstop and never give yourself a break so I just wanted to make things a little easier for you"

Josh said as his chocolate colored eyes gazed into yours.

"Josh I know you love me, and I love you too..so very much. I appreciate you trying to do this for me it's a sweet gesture"

you said as you looked up at your boyfriend.. There was a moment of comfortable silence between the both of you, josh moved his hand to cup your face, leaning in and pressing his lips gently to yours. The kiss lasted a few seconds. It wasn't lust filled it was more soft and filled with love and care. As the two of you pulled back, the sounds of sizzling and the scent of burning breakfast got stronger by the second. That's the moment when you both realized that the stove was still on and still had forgotten breakfast on it. Immediately, panick filled the both of you. You pulled away from josh and pulled the now completely charred bacon off the stove, and he pulled the very badly burnt pancake off the other side and haphazardly tossed It into the sink. Once the stove tops were off, josh let out a sigh of relief, a somewhat panicked look still on his face. You set the pan on the other side of the counter and began to chuckle, this cause josh to laugh. The whole situation seemed so silly to the both of you.

"Jeez this whole thing is a mess..now i remember why I don't cook"

Josh said with a nervous chuckle as he leaned against the counter, running his hand through his hair as he looked over at you. You smiled at him and walked closer, chuckling slightly as you wrapped your arms around him, placing a quick peck on his cheek, causing his cheeks to turn a light pink

"Well, josh, you might not be the best cook, but you are the best boyfriend, and honestly, that's all i could ever ask for."

This was inspired by this pic btw ;)

[fairlylocalkatiee]

This pic is FOULLLLLLL 🤰

[anyaisop]

THANK YOU OUR LORD AND SAVIORS FOR FINALLY WRITING READER FICS AGAIN FOR TØP

BLESS YOU

😭😭

[starch1ldz]

SPENCER REID IS SO SMITHEREENS BY TWENTY ONE PILOTS. “For you I'd go step to a dude much bigger than me, for you I'd go I would get messed up weigh 153, for you I would get beat to smithereens.” TELL ME THAT ISN'T SO HIM ABOUT THE WHOLE DAMN TEAM?

[shadowsinger11]

Guys

Amongst the survivors still thriving (and rotting) on this app, would anyone be interested in Clancy fanfics? Perhaps Clancy x reader? I feel like I might be able to come up with drabbles of sorts to get me back on track