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areiml · 3 years
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This is the story about how Josh got his clothes in TWEWY.
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Friend and I normally joke about how Josh clothes in TWEWY look like something he pick without thinking since they look cheap af. Like shirt is from his old school uniform and the color already turned funny, shoes are basic item he randomly pick from a shop, only pants looks like brand clothes and may not coming from his own wardrobe - so we agree that he must have stealing it from an unlucky neighbor next door. Now that Haz shows up, the mystery about the neighbor with expansive branded wardrobe solved itself.
Still, there's a chance that his clothes are provided by Mr.H who has the habit of stealing other characters’ clothes lol.
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bigfan-fanfic · 2 years
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Spooky Season Special: Until Dawn (Male Reader x Chris)
Prologue Chapter One Chapter Two Chapter Three
Trigger warning: blood mention, death mention
Chapter 4: Malevolence
- Seven Hours Until Dawn -
Everything hurts. Your face. Your head. Your neck. Your arms... wait. Why are your arms hurting? Why are your shoulders on fire? Why are your arms stuck above your - oh no.
Your eyes snap open to face some kind of strange observation area, sealed off by wire netting. It's dark, you can barely see.
Ashley's on your right, stirring. And Josh is on your left. At least, you think. Both of them are tied like you are, hanging against a slab of metal, helpless.
"Wh-what the hell is going on?" you give a strangled yelp.
"Oh my god oh my god oh my god! What happened?" Ashley squeaks.
"Guys? What the hell!" Josh groans, looking around.
Struggle Observe
"Okay, look, we just need to calm down. These ropes have held our weight for a while already, they're not gonna budge." you say, forcing yourself to calm down. "Try and grab the ropes, maybe we can, like, pull ourselves up and get on top of these slabs?"
Ashley tries her best, but like you, her arms are probably burning from the weight of her body and she can't find any purchase on the slab.
"Good idea, but I think we're all fucked." Josh growls.
And then you hear Chris' voice.
"Guys!"
"Chris!" "Chris?"
"Ashley? Y/N?"
"Chris, please, he tied us up, you have to get us out of here!" Ashley screams.
"Hello."
You jolt as the mystery man's voice booms through the room. lights suddenly shining on you all and Chris, in the observation area.
"And thank you all for joining me. Tonight, we're going to conduct a little experiment. A sort of test. Now, for this experiment, we have three test subjects. But we need one brave participant to determine which one of them will live, and which will die."
Ashley screams at the top of her lungs. "OH GOD, OH GOD! CHRIS! GET US OUT OF HERE PLEASE!"
Josh tries to wriggle as best he can. "NO, NO YOU CAN'T DO THIS! LET ME DOWN FROM HERE YOU MANIAC!"
Plead - "PLEASE HELP ME, CHRIS!" Struggle - "LET ME OUT OF HERE!" do nothing
"Please. Please please, everyone calm down. It's all very simple. Christopher, you will find a lever placed directly in front of you. All you have to do... is choose who you will save!"
You refuse to give the Masked Man any satisfaction in watching you break down, so instead you look for anything that could help. The ropes are too strong to fray in any kind of quick time. The slabs are too steep and slippery to gain purchase. The Masked Man talks... funny, but there's something familiar about it.
There's a spinning rusty sawblade, and Ashley and Josh are babbling beside you, and you just look at Chris. He has to make a choice here of who to kill. That's what it comes down to. But there's something off here. It just seems... it's way too Saw to be real. And not in an "oh god this can't be real" way, in a "something is rotten in the state of Denmark" way.
"Chris!" you yell. The sawblade is now halfway towards the three of you. Or towards you specifically. You take a deep breath. "Leave the trap alone. I want to try something."
"ARE YOU INSANE?" Josh shouts, and Chris seems to second it.
"Look, something feels wrong here. It's a hunch."
Chris yells wordlessly. "I'm not gonna let you die on a hunch!"
"Look, I think I can get out of the way. My legs are pretty long. But if I'm wrong, then at least it was my choice and not anyone else's. Do this for me." you say.
Chris looks at war with himself - finally, he screams and puts his hand behind his head, stepping back...
...and then the sawblade swerves to the side.
"Ah, I see. You have chosen to sacrifice Josh."
"What? No, I didn't touch it, I swear!" Chris yells, trying to reach the lever.
"NOOO! CHRIS HOW COULD YOU DO THIS TO ME? I thought we were FRIENDS!" Josh sobs, screaming as the sawblade draws close. You look away as the squelches begin and you feel tears prick your eyes.
"Please, just - oh god, just don't look!" Chris orders, and you shudder. Suddenly he's close, untying your arms, and you tumble into him, Ashley sobbing as soon as she sees what's left of Josh's body.
You're dangerously close to a freak out now, the only thing keeping you from utter hysteria is the strange hunch you have that something is not quite right here...
You bump into Matt and Emily on your flight from the shed, and you try to calm down. "Okay... fuck."
"Who's blood is that? Is Ash hurt?" Emily asks loudly.
"There's some kind of weirdo out here. He killed Josh, he nearly got us all, we need to get out of here, as soon as possible."
Emily and Matt pause for a moment, focusing on you instead of Ashley and Chris' babbling. Emily shakes her head. "This is - this is crazy. We... Matt, we need to get some help."
"The others..." Chris croaks.
Pragmatic - I'll go look for help. Selfless - I'll go get the others.
You look at Matt and Emily. "I'll come with you. Three heads are better, right?"
Emily nods at you. "Okay. Chris, Ash, just go gather everybody. We'll be back."
Chris grabs your hand as you move. "When you... when you sacrificed yourself back there. It made me realize I don't want to lose you. I... I like you, Y/N, so please, just come back safe."
He's gone before you can even respond, and Emily smirks at you for a moment before coming to her senses. "Come on, we have to go!"
NEW Butterfly Effect: Y/N kept his cool in the Masked Man's trap; and Chris admired Y/N's clarity of thought...
Butterfly Effect: Josh teased Chris about Ashley; but Chris was not baited; AND Josh was impressed with Y/N’s personality…
Butterfly Effect: Ashley discouraged Matt from using the telescope; Y/N did not expose Ashley; Matt didn’t see Mike and Emily flirting; SO Matt did not confront Mike; AND Emily and Jessica fought.
Butterfly Effect: Emily and Jessica fought; Y/N sided with Emily; Y/N felt guilty…
Butterfly Effect UPDATE: Y/N was caught by the Masked Man; AND used in his trap, so Chris chose to save Y/N and Ashley, AND Chris confessed his feelings for Y/N.
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Can I request an imagine where Josh and the reader have a sleepover (They're already dating, they just don't live with each other) and it's really cute, at some point late at night they're dancing around the kitchen. You imagines are the cutest, I swear I've died 100 times whilst reading them!
(I had so much fun writing this one! Thank you for the prompt, hope you like it!!)
You park your car in the visitor parking spot, grabbed your over night bag from the passenger seat beside you, and locked your car before buzzing Josh to let you in. He had just gotten back from tour. The six months he was gone was too long it felt like. You basically live at his place while he was in town. Spending 5 out of 7 nights there. But six months was too long to not be at a place that felt so much like home.
You’re not sure if Josh ever locks his apartment door, because it always open when you go over - even when you’re surprising him. But you look past it, letting yourself in anyways.
You can see Josh, he has his back towards you, ear buds in and talking to someone on his phone while he sorts through the mail he had collected while being away. You’re thankful that he’s pretty oblivious to his surroundings as you sneak up. You throw your arms around his shoulders, jumping up onto his back.
“Whoah!” Josh shouts in surprise, pulling an ear bud out to hear what was going on. He turns his head to look at you, and you almost have tears in your eyes when he grins so big, you can hardly see his eyes.
“Hey, Mark,” he says to the person on the other line. “I’ll call you back.” He doesn’t even give Mark a chance to reply as he rips the other ear bud out, throws his phone on the table and turns to that he can wrap his arms around your small frame.
“I missed you,” you whisper into his chest and he tightens his grip around you. You feel complete again. Every time Josh leaves, it’s almost like he takes a part of your heart with him. Of course you miss him while he’s gone, but you get used to the empty feeling in your chest until he comes back and then you wonder how you ever went so long without him.
“I miss you too, baby,” he replies softly into your hair, before pressing a light kiss to your head. You look up, leaning in for more kisses, snaking your arms around his neck and standing on your tippy toes, trying to get as much as him as you can. You can tell he feels the same way when one of his hands finds his way to your hair, and now you’re feeling like there’s too much in between you guys.
“Josh?” You almost moan, as his lips find his way to your neck. And without warning he lifts you up by your legs and you take that as a sign to wrap your legs around his waist as he carries you towards his bedroom.
“Way ahead of you babe,” he smirks, pushing open the door and kicking it closed with his foot. He lightly tosses you on the bed before landing just over top of you and smothering you with kisses again. Your smile was so big, Josh never made you feel unwanted.
“You’re so beautiful,” he muses, holding himself overtop of you, eyes running everywhere over your body. “I missed you so much.”
You reach your hand out and touch the side of his face. His eyes are deep, like he has a thousand thoughts running through his mind. You do too, but as his body presses against yours, there’s only one that you can really think of. “Show me,” you tell him. He gets a mischievous grin and happily obliges.
You’re not sure what time it is when you roll over into Josh’s bare chest, nuzzling your head into his neck. He take his hand and lightly draws it against your arm, raising goosebumps. You’re in total bliss, you’re really not sure how this could get any better.
“You should go away more often,” you say after a couple minutes of quiet. Josh looks down at you, confused expression as he waits for you to continue. “That was incredible,” You grin. Josh rolls his eyes, smile appearing on his face. He moves so that he’s on top on you again, and you think that you can’t possibly go at it again. But instead he bends down, kisses you quickly and then hops out of bed, grabbing his boxers and putting them on swiftly. You sit up, giving him a curious look.
“If we’re going to keep this up, we need some food,” he states with his big, classic Josh Dun grin before disappearing out the bedroom door. You throw your head back in a light laugh before scrambling to get out of bed and find one of his shirts and following him to the kitchen.
The light on the microwave reads 2:33am when you enter into Josh’s tiny apartment kitchen. He has most of what was left in his fridge out on the counter. Which is basically eggs.
“I forgot to go grocery shopping,” he admits, with a squinty smile when he notices you.
You look around the tiny kitchen, trying to get ideas of what to make when you notice a Chinese take-out menu sitting on the counter. You grab it and hold it up to your boyfriend, raising an eyebrow.
“I like you’re thinking,” He nods. And half an hour later you’re both sitting on his couch with Chinese take-out boxes and binging X-Files. You’re sprawled across the couch, legs resting over top Josh’s lap. You’re half paying attention to the TV show, half scrolling through your twitter feed when you see a tweet from Paramore, releasing their new song.
“Did you know about the new Paramore song?” You ask, holding your phone up to him so he can see the post.
“Oh yeah!” His eyes light up. “Hayley mentioned something about that last time I saw her. Plug it into the speakers!”
You get up and plug your phone into the speakers Josh had set up across the room and press play. Both you and Josh are dead silent, listening, deciding if you liked what you were hearing. The song ends and you’re both still silent.
“Well,” Josh clears his throat after a couple of seconds pass. “I know what I’m going to listen to non-stop for the next - rest of my life.”
“Right!” You shout in agreement, immediately playing the song again. And by the 15th time of listening to it, both you and Josh are dancing on the furniture, singing the lyrics at the top of your lungs, pretending to play the instruments and genuinely just acting like idiots together.
You’re dancing on the couch as Josh passes you, so you take the opportunity to jump on his back for a piggy back. He spins you around as fast as he can before collapsing on the couch, both laughing till tears.
“Ah man,” Josh sighs after your laughing fit, looking over at you. And he can’t believe how beautiful you look in his over sized shirt. “I love you.”
That stops you mid laugh. You and Josh haven’t been dating for very long, only 8 months, and most of that had been long distance while he was on tour. And while you knew you loved him from the start, you never said it; afraid that he wouldn’t feel the same way. So you were perfectly content waiting until the time was right. What you didn’t expect was for him to say it first. “I really, really do Y/N,” he continues when you don’t say anything. “You make everything an adventure and I just, I love you.”
You’re grinning uncontrollably as Josh bares his soul to you, but you want to keep it cool. “Yeah, you’re alright.” You tease. Josh laughs and starts tickling you until you can’t breath, determined to get you to say it back. “Okay!” You shout in surrender, your sides sore from laughing. Josh pauses, keeping his hands close for another tickle attack if he doesn’t hear the right answer. “I love you, Joshua Dun.”
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