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moonwonuu · 2 years

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hi <3<3 OKAY LANG PO SILA 😭😭 muntik ko na masipa ang aking gagong (affectionate) boyfriend PERO OK PA NAMAN SYA 😌😌 and syempre ako okay na okay po ako 😌😌 SOBRANG light ng feeling ko today JRJKKFKRRK and parang like (parang like 😭) i feel saur relaxed NDKCCKKF

it's good to hear na okay ka !! (that sounded so creepy what 😭) BUUUT yung pag move in ko was a bit like nakaka takot at first esp since yk new space tapos big building HAHAHA BUUUT since the boyfriend agreed to move in w me meron na po akong pwedeng idamay sa mga 2am adventures ko po yes po opo 😌😌

since my bf na ako (🤭🤭) mag lalagay ako ng mga daily bf updates kapag mag ssend ako ng ask HAHAHAHA (forda selos ba yan /j)

daily boyfie update 1: he's slowly slipping into the diamond life 😌😌

extra remarks: pinakitaan ko po sya ng hot mv and watched the gose magazine ep and since then puro svt nalang pinapanood nya <3 (current bias daw nya si jeonghan [JWJFKVOROOR GRABE ME TOO WHAT GREAT TASTE {hindi po tayo sponsored} BUT NEJKKVKFKR imagine ginawa mong carat s/o mo tapos pareho kayong hannie stan 😌😌]) speaking of hannie, happy advanced bday po i have yet to complete your pc collection but i assure you ma ccomplete ko sya by the end of the year yes po opo JAHAHAHA BUUUT YEAA sorry im like rambling too much JEKDKCK

random tmi but i think he's currently trying (keyword: trying) to make a tumblr acc that matches mine 😭😭 WHAT EAF DELULU ERA NA NAMIN ITO

TAPOS JWGJEGOEHKEGK YUNG LIMBO 😭😭😭😭😭 may scene dun na hindi ako naka get over like hanggang ngayon iniisip ko pa (hint: bedsheets 😭😭) AND DHWDHWFHEFOHEOEFHA bye nalang po world 💔💔)

andd finally i had my very first xylo moment yes po opo 😭😭 HINDI NA PO STRICT YUNG NANAY KO 😌😌 as long as nandun daw si xion papabayaan na raw nya ako 💔💔

moments after ko pinanood yung limbo

BUUUT ANYWAYS ANDAMI KO NANG NA KWENTO 😭😭 kayo po ba may kwento po ba kayo HEEHEHEHE only if comfy lang kayo w sharing !!

ikaw alam mo mayasdo ka nang masaya, gagawin ko nang angst to para malungkot ka naman beh AHAHAHAH CHAROOOOOOT! i’m happy for u, ur new condo and ur jowa na parang aagawan ka pa nang bias beh! AHAHAHAHA happy happy lang kayo ha 🫶🏼 @ jowa ni vebs, alagan mo vebs namin naku ka!! 🤺

AHAHAH HAPPY XYLO NAMAN SAINYO AT BUTI PUMAYAG MAMA MO!!!! 🫶🏼🤪 forda bgc gurl na talaga siya oh, JOSHUA HONG TABE!!! 😂😂😂

hehehe sige share ka lang ng mga kwento mo! nag eenjoy naman ako mainggit AHAHAHHAHA CHAR! 😂 #sanaall na lang talaga.

MA YUNG LIMBO HINDI KO NA KERRI!!!!! 🫠🫠🫠 *gumulong gawa ni junhui* AHAHHA e dito sa fallin’ for u and home, chismoso lang yan bakit GANYAN YAN AHAHAHAHAHA

ang kwento koooo ano, nag food trip kami nang bestfriend ko kahapon 😭 ang dami naman na kain duck tapos pag uwi ko chinese food ulit pala kakainin ng fam ko AHAHHAHA o edi may duck ulit 😭😭😭 tapos nakita ko na ulit yung fave kong boy (aso po ito hindi lalaki) YOWN LANG NAMAN GANAP SA BUHAY KO LATELY 🤪

#cel.replies 💌

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toomuchracket · 3 months

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no bc i fucking loved them. (still do) but camo and neon ass yellow??? not the fuckin move tyler jospeh and joshua dun. not the fucking move

i can only imagine

#mads answers asks #chatty bits

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morwenlovespoems · 1 year

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Marginalia

(by Billy Collins)

Sometimes the notes are ferocious,

skirmishes against the author

raging along the borders of every page

in tiny black script.

If I could just get my hands on you,

Kierkegaard, or Conor Cruise O'Brien,

they seem to say,

I would bolt the door and beat some logic into your head.

Other comments are more offhand, dismissive -

"Nonsense." "Please!" "HA!!" -

that kind of thing.

I remember once looking up from my reading,

my thumb as a bookmark,

trying to imagine what the person must look like

who wrote "Don't be a ninny"

alongside a paragraph in The Life of Emily Dickinson.

Students are more modest

needing to leave only their splayed footprints

along the shore of the page.

One scrawls "Metaphor" next to a stanza of Eliot's.

Another notes the presence of "Irony"

fifty times outside the paragraphs of A Modest Proposal.

Or they are fans who cheer from the empty bleachers,

Hands cupped around their mouths.

"Absolutely," they shout

to Duns Scotus and James Baldwin.

"Yes." "Bull's-eye." "My man!"

Check marks, asterisks, and exclamation points

rain down along the sidelines.

And if you have managed to graduate from college

without ever having written "Man vs. Nature"

in a margin, perhaps now

is the time to take one step forward.

We have all seized the white perimeter as our own

and reached for a pen if only to show

we did not just laze in an armchair turning pages;

we pressed a thought into the wayside,

planted an impression along the verge.

Even Irish monks in their cold scriptoria

jotted along the borders of the Gospels

brief asides about the pains of copying,

a bird signing near their window,

or the sunlight that illuminated their page-

anonymous men catching a ride into the future

on a vessel more lasting than themselves.

And you have not read Joshua Reynolds,

they say, until you have read him

enwreathed with Blake's furious scribbling.

Yet the one I think of most often,

the one that dangles from me like a locket,

was written in the copy of Catcher in the Rye

I borrowed from the local library

one slow, hot summer.

I was just beginning high school then,

reading books on a davenport in my parents' living room,

and I cannot tell you

how vastly my loneliness was deepened,

how poignant and amplified the world before me seemed,

when I found on one page

A few greasy looking smears

and next to them, written in soft pencil-

by a beautiful girl, I could tell,

whom I would never meet-

"Pardon the egg salad stains, but I'm in love."

#billy collins #sensory/visceral #everyday #humor #interconnectedness #hearth #love #endurance #poetry

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spookyjoshdunimagines · 5 years

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I kind of came back out of nowhere, didn’t I? The boys are back which means so am I!!!!

now taking more requests at your (fairly) local tumblr

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prettyoddfiction · 7 years

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Yeah

Pairing: Fem!Reader x Josh Dun

Request: Yes || can you write something along the lines of the reader being a dancer for halseys concerts and josh drums for halsey, and josh gets a boner because of the reader seductively dancing, then they fuck in the dressing room??

Warnings: NSFW || smut, teasing ??, cursing, unprotected sex (reader on the pill).

Masterlist: Here

Okay, so like, wow. This one is like... I’m so bad at dancing, let alone dancing sexily. So writing about it is super fucking awkward for me. I really hope I did this okay. Also I was really depressed while writing this and I hate it. I think this is the worst imagine I’ve written so far, but I honestly felt terrible for not uploading it yet, especially when I kept saying it would be up. So, this was just an “I’m sorry I’m a terrible human” kinda upload. So, yeah, sorry. Also this features Halsey a little bit but only cause she’s the performer. Also, practice safe sex. Wrap it before you tap it guys. Always. Anyway, enjoy, or at least try lol. xx

Drums. That was what was on your mind. You heard Josh practicing. He was in the same town as Ashley for some reason, and being that they were such good friends, she had invited him to play on stage with her tonight. But that wasn’t the kicker. You were one of her main dancers, and in one of her songs, you had the most sexual part of the routine.

Some people thought her ‘Hold Me Down’ dance was sexual... They hadn’t seen your choreography yet.

She may or may not have also known that you may or may not have a celebrity crush on Josh.

With Ashley being the headliner and you being one of her dancers, you were pretty decently close to her. She was a really good friend of yours. And she was a really good friend of Josh’s. So of course she had to make sure you guys met. So here you were, sitting backstage, with Josh practicing.

An hour later, the venue doors opened and hundreds of people flooded in, finding their seats. Hours later, the opening acts had preformed and the crowd was extremely hyped up, and Ashley was excited. Josh was excited. You were excited.

“Let’s kill it guys. Hopeless Fountain Kingdom on three. One two three!” She cheered, causing the group of dancers and crew and band members to all cheer the album name as everyone raised their hands before clapping and making their way to the stage. As soon as the venue started to dim, the crowd erupted again.

The songs flew by and for a few of them, Ashley had even come over and danced with you as she sang, making the show a bit more LGBT friendly with the way she was acting towards you, but you didn’t mind. It was Ashley. This was just how your friendship was. As most people worded it, “Ash and Y/N have a friendship that makes us all question their sexualities. If that’s not true friendship, then I don't know what is.” You guys always laughed it off, but continued to be close.

Once you had gotten your moments of hip swinging, dropping low, and ass shaking, as well as some body touching in your dances, you felt like a stripper. But you would’ve been fine with it, had it not been for the fact that you could feel his eyes. Josh’s eyes were burning holes into your back the entire night.

You know that sensation you get when someone is looking at you while you aren’t looking at them? When you can just feel it. Yeah, that was what you were feeling. And it was coming from the drum pedestal. Sure enough, every time you spun or turned in the choreography, you saw him staring. And he never looked away, even when you caught him. Way to be subtle, Joshua.

You blushed and felt your cheeks heat up, turning back around to face the crowd, or Ashley when the times called for it and continuing your dancing.

When the show ended you and the other dancers ran off stage, as well as Ash’s band. Josh running off as well. Immediately you and him both grabbed to get a towel. Your hands touched as you reached for the same one and you blushed, pulling your hand back so he could grab the towel, which he did. You grabbed the next one in the stack, right before Josh grabbed your hand. “Hey, Y/N, I need your help with something. Come on.” You cocked an eyebrow but nevertheless followed him through the halls of the concert hall.

Finally after what felt like forever of running through the halls, he pulled you into a room. Your outfit from stage tonight was sticking to you and you felt extremely revealed. But then again, he was only wearing basketball shorts and sneakers, with a snapback on his head. “Josh what the hell is going on?”

“I can’t take this anymore.” He stated and shut the door behind him before turning to look at you. “You’ve been dancing for Ashley forever now and I’ve seen you at so many shows and the way you can move your body drives me absolutely insane. Y/N, I like you. And I fucking want you so badly. I have for so long I can’t take it anymore.”

At first you didn’t quite get it. But then your eyes traveled down his torso and rested on the tent in his shorts. Suddenly, you became aware of the dampness in your panties. “Oh uh- I don’t-”

“I’m so sorry to have made you uncomfortable but I had to fucking tell you and find out if there is any possible way that you like me back.”

“Josh, watching you drum makes my stomach get all tied in knots. Talking to you makes my head go fuzzy. Of course I like you back. Now... I think I can help you with that.” You smiled and pointed to his lower region.

He smirked and nodded, quickly pulling you to him and capturing your lips in a hungry kiss. It only took a few moments for you to kick you shoes off and shimmy out of your bottoms from dancing, and he did the same, his lips not leaving yours once.

In minutes, you were both naked, and he had you up against the wall, his lips traveling from your cheek to your jawline, down to your neck and sucking softly on the flesh. This action made your eyes shut and a moan fall from your lips. “Don’t tease, Josh. For someone who couldn’t wait, you sure are taking your time.” You groaned, your hands going to his hips and pulling his body flush against yours.

After a few more seconds of intense making out, you felt Josh’s hand sliding down your body and rubbing figure eights on your clit, making you moan into his mouth. “Should I just take you like this, or should I prep you a bit with my fingers?” He whispered, gently biting on your lower lip.

“Josh please just fuck me.” You whined, lifting one leg to hook around his waist so hopefully he would get the message.

“As you wish.” And without waiting another second, he pushed himself into you. The room filled with happy sighs from both of you and you smiled. As his hips rutted against yours, your back pushed against the wall behind you. You’d never done it against a wall, but it was fun and quite pleasurable.

“Fuck, princess, this is better than I had ever imagined. Jesus Christ you feel so fucking good.” He moaned, his breath hot on your neck. Every word that he muttered sent shivers down your spine and made your breath hitch. It had only been a few minutes but with him rubbing your clit the way he was, and him fucking your relentlessly without a condom, you were on edge. “You’re close. I can see that.”

“Y-Yeah.”

“Do you want me to cum in you or pull out?” He moaned as your hands traced down his back and held his body as closely to you as you could.

Honestly you hadn’t even bothered to think about a condom. You were too worried on feeling Josh in every way. “I’m on the pill. Doesn’t matter. Wherever you want-” You were cut off by a high pitched moan as your orgasm tore through you. It was expected, but unexpected as well. As it hit you, your body shook slightly and Josh continued to thrust his hips against yours.

Your walls clenched down around his member slightly as your high continued to drown you in euphoria. And Josh’s hips faltered for a second before he stilled and there was a warm, rushing feeling between your legs. His high hit him and was followed by a long moan of your name.

A few moments passed and the two of you were panting. As Josh pulled out of you, a whimper slipped past your lips. “Fuck...” you commented and he nodded.

“Yeah...”

He nodded and pulled his clothes back on, as you did the same. “We should both probably get to the showers. We’ve gotta get outta here.”

“Yeah.”

“Do you want to continue this later? Maybe a round two? Or even a relationship.”

He smile said it all. You didn’t need an answer to know. However you did like the one you got.

“Yeah.”

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callyourselfdun · 7 years

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Brush Your Teeth Before You Kiss Me

“Have you ever kissed anyone before brushing your teeth in the morning?” he asks, you reply with a single “nope!” popping the ‘p’.

Pairings: Joshua Dun x Reader Category: Fluff Warnings: None! Word Count:1.3k

You wake up with no blanket, no space on the bed and light snores leaving Josh’s lips which isn’t shocking or new to you at all. This is how you wake up every Sunday morning and you would never complain. Your turn your whole body over to see Josh sprawled out on the mattress diagonally with the blanket all tucked in under his body; mouth open, drool everywhere, pink fluffy hair spiking in every direction and cute little snores leaving his soft lips. You can’t help but coo slightly at the adorable sight.

You shuffle on the bed over to him and curl up to his body, putting your head on his bare chest and tangling your legs together. You silently admire his face; no matter how much you’ve looked at him and seen his face, you could never grow bored of any of his beautiful features. Your favourite aspect was currently unavailable as his eyes were closed, but you knew that he was calm while resting and you weren’t willing to disturb that, you’d save that moment for another time. You move onto admiring his defined chest, shoulders and neck, his upper neck and jawline being covered in delicate hickeys after last night’s lustful events. You lightly trace little circles and hearts on his chest as you get lost in his shoulders. His tattoo that holds the most beautiful meaning behind it is a piece of artwork that you could look at for hours but each and every freckle on his other shoulder that spreads across onto his back just is loved as equally.

Josh slowly stirs awake, groaning as he stretches even further across the bed before pulling you in closer and hugging you tightly. He finally opens his eyes smiling groggily as he looks down at you still admiring his body. “Well good morning kitten, how long have you been up?” he inquires. “A little over half an hour, and good morning to you too” you admit, smiling cheekily while staring into his eyes. You nuzzle into his chest further, no longer having to be as gentle because he’s no longer asleep.

You both look around the messy but sunlit room before Josh gently lifts your face to meet his; bumping noses slightly, just before your lips touch you quickly duck away scrambling out of the bed into the bathroom and grabbing both of your toothbrushes, successfully putting toothpaste on the two of them without dropping either. Just as you start the tap to wet the toothbrushes you hear Josh talking to himself in the bedroom before calling out to you.

“Babe? Are you okay? Is something wrong?” He asks in a concerned voice putting his underwear on and beginning to get out of bed. “It’s fine, just stay there for a second” you answer simply, turning the faucet off and sticking your toothbrush in your mouth before walking in the room, leaning against the doorframe in nothing but his shirt and your underwear. He looks you up and down for a second, but lingers on your thighs whilst smiling. You blush, very aware that there are hickeys and bruises all over the pale complexion before taking your toothbrush out of your mouth and clearing your throat. He gives you eye contact again but you’re met with a puzzled look on his face and a quiet “What?” escaping his lips. You lift the hand with his toothbrush in its grasp and start walking over to the bed with the goal of giving it to him, but he successfully ruins your plans by standing up explaining that ‘he has to spit out the toothpaste anyway so he might as well get up.’

You both stand at the bathroom mirror brushing your teeth quietly, pulling faces at each other through your reflections occasionally. Josh being the impatient boy he was started mumbling something to you incoherently through the suds of his toothpaste only to spit them out in the sink and wash his mouth out thoroughly. You gave him a mortified look as you continued brushing your teeth, he hadn’t even been brushing for a minute yet and he thinks he’s already done! You spit the remains of your toothpaste out after another minute or so and he then decides to kindly repeat what he tried to say earlier.

“Why did I have to brush my teeth?” he asks in a confused tone causing you to gasp in shock whilst lightly slapping him in the middle of his chest. “There was absolutely no way I was kissing you with morning breath silly!” you exclaim, stunned by the fact that he was willing to kiss you with his horrible morning breath. Josh makes an ‘oh’ sound of realisation but then decides that he feels the need to challenge your opinions. “What’s so bad about kissing in the morning when I brushed my teeth before going to sleep last night?” You have horror written all over your facial expressions, why was he even considering that kissing with morning breath was okay! You couldn’t even believe that you were about to have a full on debate on wether kissing with morning breath was okay when it obviously wasn’t.

“You probably taste funny and your breath stinks!” you state. “Dogbreath!” you added, turning to point at him before giggling and hiding your now red face in your hands as Josh pretends he’s crying and really hurt by your words. “It’s not even that bad. Have you ever kissed anyone before brushing your teeth in the morning?” he questions. This takes you by surprise as you realise that you really have never kissed anyone before brushing your teeth, so you really have no idea if it’s that bad. With fake confidence, you reply with a single “nope!” popping the ‘p’.

Now its Josh’s turn to give you a look of shock, he couldn’t believe he was having this debate when you’ve never even tried the side you’re disagreeing with. “Really? So you’ve never even ever just woken up and kissed your loved one? That’s always the first thing I want to do in the morning!” he exclaims still in pure shock. You chuckle as you shake your head, leaning against the bathroom countertop. “Of course I have! It still is the first thing I want to do in the morning! Lets think about it in a different way, how about I don’t like my own morning breath and I don’t want you kissing me with it.” You counter, certain you’ve won this little ‘argument’.

“But I just said I don’t mind it!” He laughs out running his hands through his hair, laughing even harder when he sees your shocked expression as no words are leaving your mouth. You start going on a tangent as you walk back into your bedroom and sit on the bed, Josh following close behind. “You don’t understand Josh! There’s still all this bacteria and, and there’s plaq-“

Josh kissing you shuts you up. He’s soft but passionate and his gentle lips moving against yours causes you to let out a breath you didn’t know you were holding. As he continues kissing you he realises you’ve calmed down and smiles against your lips and proceeds to lay you down and climb on top of you. The kiss isn’t heated at all; it’s just filled with desperation, as Josh has wanted to kiss you all morning. You eventually break apart when you realise you really needed to pee. You pat his chest lightly, getting him off you “Josh, I really need to pee can you plea- thank you” Just as you’re about to stand up Josh leans over and whispers in your ear, following with a light nibble on your cheek.

“I don’t mind if we brush our teeth first or not. As long as it’s you I get to kiss every morning.”

#josh dun #joshua dun #josh dun imagine #joshua dun imagine #joshua william dun #twenty one pilots #twenty øne piløts #tøp #twenty one pilots imagine #josh dun x reader #x reader #fanfic #fanfiction #josh dun fluff #josh dun x reader fluff

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twentyonepilots-imagines-etc · 7 years

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Mario Kart (Josh Dun)

You huffed as you plopped down on the sectional next to Josh, with your bowl of popcorn in hand. He kept his eyes trained on the game in front of him; Mario Kart. Tyler was sitting next to him, equally engaged in the game, both determined to win against the other. You’d think this would be a light, happy game that everyone could laugh at and it was something that everyone could enjoy equally. But they played as if it was a war. There was no fighting, but Tyler was leaned forward as far as he could without falling off of the couch, and Josh was also hunched over, with eyes wide open and focused on the television. Of course, they weren’t angry at each other, they were just both very competitive.

You watched your boyfriend’s face as he rounded a corner in the game. You gave each little detail of his face a thought; the length of his eyelashes and how they fluttered when he got frustrated, the way his eyebrows were furrowed as he concentrated, his chocolatey eyes flickering slightly as the game commenced, his lips twitching subtly and unconsciously. You felt butterflies when you got to his lips. His soft lips that you could just jump on right this second, but you held yourself back, because it was rude to do that kind of thing in public.

You took a deep breath in and tore your eyes away from Josh’s lips long enough to look at the screen and see Josh’s kart pass the finish line first, and finally, the tension in the room broke, and they were back to themselves again. Tyler pretended to be devastated and Josh’s gorgeous smile broke past the very lips you had just been staring at. His eyes crinkled at the corners, and his eyes squinted as he laughed at Tyler. You wondered if you took a different form when he squinted his eyes.

“I want a rematch!” Tyler exclaimed, with a playful smile. You saw him move his remote to restart their game, since he had the Player 1 remote. You stretched and yawned, since this was probably the 10th time they’ve had a rematch, whether it was Josh calling it or Tyler calling it.

Josh glanced over at you when you made the strange noise as you yawned, and his eyes questioned if you could sit through another game. You chuckled at his expression; puppy dog eyes, stuck out lip (of course, in a joking way, as he would never do that seriously), upturned eyebrows. His yellow hair was tickling his forehead lightly, enough to make him drag a hand through it to get it to stop tickling.

“I guess I can sit through another game…” you said, teasing him. He grinned and scooched next to you on the sectional. He then turned his eyes to the screen again, waiting for Tyler to choose a track.

As you waited, Josh put his hand on your thigh and traced circles with his thumb. You giggled because it tickled your leg. He looked at you and smiled before moving his arm from your thigh to around your shoulders. He pulled you closer, and you snuggled into his warm side, and you blushed furiously as you felt his abs through his shirt.

You looked up and saw Tyler smirking at you and Josh. He suddenly turns serious and says “Don’t get too handsy with him. He’s my Jish.” And he turns back to the TV, having selected a track for their next round. You laughed and decided to watch their game instead of Josh this time. Besides, you could encourage him to win again, for the 6th time.

You were definitely okay with another game if it was like this every time.

A/N: hey there! Thank you for reading! I will try to update every time I get the chance. and if you want me to write something in particular, I will write it for you! Please like, share, comment, and just keep reading! Thank you

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dunstory · 3 years

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Yellow

Pairing: Josh Dun x Reader

Warnings: Anxiety, Panic Attack, Fluff

A/N: sooo, this is my first writing ever! all of this came from a dream i had last may, so i thought i could turn this into an imagine. also, there is a lot of lowercases because im to lazy to correct… sorry!! hope yall enjoy, feedback is appreciated!!

gif is not mine!

yellow, white and red lights came from everywhere. it was happening, the first twenty one pilots convention ever. there were some people with their yellow tapes and bandanas, some with their red beanies and white glasses, even some people cosplaying as the bishops.

everything looked great. unfortunately, you weren't able to stay with josh in the backstage because him and tyler had a lot of interviews to attend and stuff. so you had the chance to explore the convention as yourself. as a clikkie that you first were, not just as Josh Dun's girlfriend. of course, some people recognized you and asked for pictures, which you happily accepted.

you spent most of your time at the stand where the clikkies were playing their tøp covers. you were amazed by their talent and passion, it was just fascinating. you even got yourself to play heavydirtysoul on the drums with another dude, you never felt so cool.

and then it was time. their special concert was about to start. As you arrived to the area, the majority of the fans that were already there recognized you and insisted for you to stay in the front row. at first everything was great, until you actually went to your saved place and started hearing some comments about you.

"she's just not it."

"she doesn't belong here."

"i don't claim her."

"josh deserves WAY better than this."

"she's a whore. she only wants his money."

to say that you're insecure is an understatement, but you could deal with it occasionally, josh knew everything about it and was always there for you.

except for now.

all the overheard voices ignited a bad feeling that you forgot you ever had. it was it. 3 minutes before your boyfriend concert, and you were about to have a panic attack. you were glad that there were chairs for everyone, so you sat and breathed deeply and slowly, as you always practiced. you thought you were going to be ok, until a girl a few rows behind you yelled:

"look how excited she is for her boyfriend's concert!oh my god. she's the only one seated."

you were about to say something back until someone else yelled

"that bitch must be pregnant! she just wanted his baby so he could give her all his money, i am sure."

dear. lord.

"why didn't I just stay home" played repeatedly in your head. but you had to focus on josh, after all, you were there for him.

and just as you calmed down, the lights came to a halt and the concert started. to be honest, you were really glad that it was a pocket show so the boys couldn't interact that much physically with the crowd because the constant movement and yelling was making you dizzy and more overwhelmed by every second, so you were glad that josh wouldn't be able to se your visibly uncomfortable face.

you loved the boys' concerts, you truly did. but you just couldn't wait for this one to finish, to be honest.

at this point, you couldn't even pay attention to tyler's singing, you just had to focus on keeping yourself on its place. considering that you were on the verge of having a panic attack and you couldn't dare to sit down while you're feeling dizzy, nauseous and slowly losing your conscience.

gladly, you could still cry. people would just think that you were thrilled. so that's what you did. you ugly cried until you heard the last screams of "hello" from tyler, meaning that trees was about to end and so was the concert. you couldn't even believe it when the music came to a halt and all you could hear was screams and applauses. these were surely the longest 50 minutes of your life.

as the boys came to the front to bow, josh started to look for you and as he found your eyes, his heart dropped. he knew you too well. he knew you weren't crying because of the concert, bur yes because of something else, most likely your anxiety got the best of you.

he was feeling so bad for you, for having left you alone and now seeing you in this state. he felt and the guilty over him. in a matter of seconds, after tyler said "we're twenty one pilots and so are you" he whispered something in a rush in his ear and he nodded, giving him the permission to run to you.

as he reached you, you started crying even more. you were too overwhelmed at this point. he then grabbed your hands firmly and asked "hey, hey, easy. are you ok?" and you shook your head weakly, feeling like you wouldn't last too long.

"ok, do you think you can jump this grid?" he asked and you nodded with a weak smile. with a help of two securities and the strong arms of your loved one, you made it to his arms. he grabbed you in bridal style and rushed out of the convention center, while kissing your forehead.

at this point, you were crumbling completely, letting all your feelings out. you were embarrassed, nervous, overwhelmed but above all, relieved for being finally in the arms of the man you loved the most. when you arrived outside, josh sat on the floor with you on his arms. he held you tightly, never wanting to let you go, he loved you so much that he couldn't put into words, so he demonstrated with actions, all the time.

and the same goes for you, you adored him, you never felt such as a thing as you felt your love for josh, it was overwhelming, but in good way actually.

he didn't ask you any questions. he just held you, kissing your forehead, massaging your back and eventually taking your hair out of your face. he stayed in silence with you, just gesturing with his hands the breathing exercises that you both had been practicing. once he made sure your breath was controlled, he just made his magic.

"and it was all yellow..." he sang lowly, only enough for you and him to listen.

it was like the whole world stopped, and it was just you and him. he forgot about his problems and commitments, even the meet&greet's that were about to happen after the show, he forgot they existed, his priority was you and you only.

"your skin, oh yeah, your skin and bones..." he kept singing, shyly but doing it all for you.

you couldn't believe this, your favorite song being sang by your favorite person. he knew just the right buttons to press to make you feel like yourself again. you could feel your tears slowly drying and you smiled weakly against his chest, feeling the comfort you could never get tired of. feeling your smile encouraged josh to sing louder, as a way to also express his feelings, especially what he felt for you.

"turn in to something beautiful..."

you knew it wasn't going to be the last time you were going to hear his pretty voice sing. now that you knew that he would do this for you, you would always get the best of it. at this point, you were almost crying of joy. he was too sweet for you.

"do you know, you know i love you so.."

now, you had forgotten about the last one and a half hours of your life. you were back into your reality, where you felt good and happy, all of this because you had this yellow headed smiley boy by your side, always. to make an honor to him, you got all the strength you had left after crying a river and sang the last verse with him.

"you know i love you so... much." you nearly whispered the last word.

as he heard your tired voice, josh looked down at you with pure love in his eyes, that face that once was full of concern was now relaxed again, as the smile that he loved so much was returned to you.

all you knew was that you're going to be okay, it didn't matter what'd have to deal later in social media and press. you were okay, and while Josh was by your side, you'd always be. no matter what. even if he was comforting you from a panic attack in the middle of a sidewalk. it was just okay. after all, for him, you'd bleed yourself dry. and so would him for you.

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odetolouise · 7 years

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Cold As Stone

A/N: This one wasn’t really requested (well someone requested some angsty stuff months ago, I hope this is angsty enough) but I wanted to write this nevertheless. I’m sorry that it’s still taking so long to write for me but I’m still getting back into the routine so please bare with me. I hope you enjoy this one and please tell me your thoughts about it! Lots of love xx

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Words: 2341

Triggers: Heartache; Cursing; Harsh words? (I don’t know how to call that, oh lord, I hope you get what I mean)

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You were never one of those people who liked to show their feelings. Instead, you liked to keep to yourself, deal with problems on your own and portray that everything is fine and that you don’t get easily affected. It never really was a problem; yes, your friends sometimes said some mean things about your “emotional coldness” but only because they thought that it wouldn’t hurt you – well because it always seemed like it didn’t.

Things got a little bit harder when you’ve met Josh, who soon got to be your boyfriend. He never really openly complained about your lack of emotions when things got a lot more heated between the two of you. You never told him, why you kept your feelings to yourself, how, when you were younger, the kids made fun of you for crying easily. Josh accepted it and didn’t question it further – mostly because it never really was a problem.

That was until everything went out of control. The day started off badly, Josh was in a grumpy mood and you were as well. He just told you about the upcoming world tour and of course were you happy for him and Tyler but as he asked you if you wanted to come with him and you said no because of your job, things were already doomed. He refused to talk to you for the entire evening, claiming that he was tired and went to bed early.

The only reason for Josh reacting this way was because he thought you didn’t want to come with him. Your clear “no” and the resistance you showed while he was practically begging you, made him think that.

Little did he know that you really wanted to go with him, hell, you would even quit if you wouldn’t rely on the money. Yes, Josh made enough with the band for the two of you but you wanted to have your own money and not live off him. The only reason for your cold answer was that you were practically breaking inside, making your heart ache with sorrow. You didn’t want to hurt him by saying ‘no’ but you did exactly that.

It took only some hours after the two of you woke up, for everything to go downhill. Josh sat on the couch while you were folding the laundry, something which would calm you down normally, but unfortunately not today. His frustrated voice echoed loudly through the quiet apartment as he spoke up.

“You really don’t care, don’t you?”

You lifted your head, stopping the action of folding one of his shirts, confused with what he meant. “What are you talking about?”

“The tour, me, everything in general.” Josh’s voice was cold, cold enough to raise goosebumps on your skin.

“What do you mean?” You grew more and more frustrated, what was his problem?

“You never do. I always thought you were just good at hiding your feelings but obviously, I was wrong. Really wrong.”

You completely stopped folding the shirt you just picked up, instead, you threw it on the pile to your side. You didn’t know what to say or do, never ever has something like this happen, so you just sat there, mouth wide open, surprised by the way Josh spoke about you.

“You’re cold as stone, hell, you’re emotional like a stone!” He exclaimed, voice still coated thickly with anger. “I guess, even them have more feelings than you’ll ever have.”

You blinked. Once. Twice. You were shocked, to say the least. It didn’t take long for the tears to form in your eyes, making your vision more than blurry. How dare he?

“You probably don’t even love me, you may say that you do and everything but how can I know that you’re not just with me because of the fame? I don’t even think that you’re capable of loving someone else than yourself.”

You couldn’t take this anymore; the words burning themselves deeper and deeper into your heart, resulting in a massive pain you’ve never felt before. You stood up, taking one of the shirts you just folded and threw it at his chest. “Fuck you!”, and with that, you were out of the apartment.

As soon as your heated face met with the cold air outside of the building of your shared apartment, the tears flooded out of your eyes. You don’t remember when the last time was that you cried this hard. Your entire body shook with your hysteric breathing, desperate to get some of the air into your lungs. You’ve never been this hurt in your entire life. Emotional like a stone, cold as one. Josh’s voice repeated itself over and over again, saying the same combination of words, digging the knife deeper and deeper. Not capable of loving anyone else than yourself.

You didn’t know what to do; standing in front of the building, desperately crying wasn’t really a good thing. Especially when you’re supposed to be emotionless.

You had no idea where to go, your heart begged you to go to Jenna and Tyler’s house, not only because it was in walking distance but because the two of them could help you and let you stay at theirs. Obviously, it would be the smartest and right thing to do, but Josh would think of that as well and go as soon as he realizes what he had said to them. And there was no way you wanted to see him.

Your mind knew that he didn’t mean it like that, that he was just disappointed and frustrated with the entire situation, letting his anger out on you. Your mind knew that and your heart knew that somewhat as well, but still – it gave him absolutely no right to talk about you like that and assume things and your mind knew that too. So, even if he would apologize, which he definitely will, you didn’t know if you wanted to hear it.

Realization hit you that you had practically nowhere to go; yes, you had other friends as well but they didn’t know you like Jenna did. She was almost the only one who knew why you are the way you are and understands it. So, despite all of your worries of seeing Josh, you started to walk to her, in desperate need of emotional support. You never liked it when your emotions hit you, especially when they hit that deep. Only because you never show your emotions, doesn’t mean that you don’t feel them. Every minute you’re away from Josh when he’s on tour or just visiting his family, you miss him and you feel missing him. Every little fight the two of you have, you feel the sadness, the anger and the fear of possibly losing him. Just because you don’t show them, the way he does doesn’t mean you don’t have them.

Walking to Tyler and Jenna’s home should have calmed you bit, you thought, but clearly, you were wrong. You still sobbed uncontrollably, tears falling like waterfalls. It really was long ago that you cried that hard. This just showed how much Josh really did hurt you.

It didn’t take long for one of them to open the door after you knocked rather pitiful. The strength you were supposed to have, seemed to be gone, making it harder and harder just to stand up. All you wanted was to cuddle yourself up in heaps of blankets and to sleep, just to stop your mind repeating the same sentences over and over.

Jenna was the one to open the door, clearly shocked to see the state you were in; eyes all red and puffy, body shivering and breathing uncontrollably. She didn’t question you, why of all the sudden you stood in front of her door, she just opened her arms, letting you fall onto her, crying even harder than before.

Some hours passed; you calmed somewhat down and explained everything that happened to Jenna. You were slightly afraid that you overreacted but as soon as you finished talking, she furiously stood up and threatened to kick Josh’s ass, if you wanted her to. Despite all the sorrow you felt, you started to laugh uncontrollably, imaging Jenna fighting Josh. Tyler heard the story too and offered to stay at theirs until you would feel better and want to confront your boyfriend, while silently cursing his best friend out. You accepted his offer, relieved that you wouldn’t have to face him soon, though you were sure that he would come here and ask for you soon enough.

And exactly that happened, at 11 p.m., as you laid all cuddled up on the couch, watching some stupid movie with Jenna and Tyler, to keep your mind occupied. Tyler opened the door, already knowing that it had to be his bandmate. Your assumptions confirmed when you heard his voice, asking Tyler if he could come in so he could speak to you. To your luck, Tyler denied Josh’s question, telling him that it would be best if he’d let me sleep a little and to talk about everything the next day.

“Please Tyler, I know that I fucked up, I’ve never seen her like that before. Please let me in so I can excuse my asshole behavior towards her.”

Jenna nodded beside you, agreeing to his choice of words. You only buried your face into the blanket you were wrapped in, not knowing what to do. Tyler wouldn’t let him in, that was clear, allowing you to sort out your thoughts till tomorrow; but still, you didn’t know if you were even able to find a solution till tomorrow.

“I’m sorry mate, but it’s the best if you go now.”

“Tyler, please! I can’t go, not knowing how she is doing, it’s killing me.” His voice broke towards the end, he clearly was regretting everything he said towards you.

It seemed like your body had the mind of his own because suddenly you were on your way to the front door, where you actually didn’t want to be in the first place.

To see Josh liked that, broke your heart; his eyes were red and puffy, meaning he cried, his hair all messed up due to its constant contact with his hands. You were slightly surprised to see him suffer like that, somehow it made you feel a little bit better about yourself, he deserved the pain he felt after he made you feel like complete shit.

His eyes widened as he saw you, standing behind Tyler, so did Tyler’s as he noticed your presence behind you. “(Y/N),...”

“Tyler, it’s okay.” He nodded and then left the two of you alone. Almost immediately, Josh tried to get a hold of your hand, in desperate need to have at least some contact with you so he could know that it wasn’t as bad as it seemed. But as you flinched away and got out of his grasp, he knew just how badly he fucked up.

“(Y/N), please…” His voice was quiet, almost even afraid to talk too loud for you. He didn’t know what to do or what to say; Josh wasn’t expecting to see you like this.

“It’s really the best if you would just go, Josh.” The coldness of your voice, made him flinch this time. You didn’t plan to be like this towards him but after the way he talked to you, speaking like a complete jerk about things he knew absolutely nothing about, you just couldn’t help it. You didn’t know if you were ever able to be normal around him again, to forget what happened between the two of you. Yes, for some people it seems completely overrated and overreacted but Josh broke your trust and lost every respect you had for him.

“Okay, if this is really what you want me to do… I’ll come back tomorrow so we can talk things through, I didn’t mean to hurt you like this, I never meant to hurt you, ever.” Josh grew nervous, hoping that everything will turn out alright and that he doesn’t lose you for his stupid mistakes.

“But that’s exactly what you did, Josh. You didn’t think and said horrible things about me; I know I should have talked to you about it but it still gave you no right to talk about me like that! I don’t even know what to say to you! You’ve hurt me like no one else ever did; fuck what everyone says about me and the way I cope with my emotions and feelings but you are my boyfriend, the person I love! I thought you knew better than that.”

“What do you mean by that? I know I fucked up… but I want to make it up to you, I love you (Y/N).”

“I love you too, Josh, but I don’t know if I can be with you after that.”

“(Y/N), please don’t do that!” Josh started to cry, breaking your heart even more.

“You just assumed things, horrible things. If you really think about me like that, you could have talked to me about it, asking if it’s true instead of throwing this at my head, just to make me suffer more. Hell, if you really do think about me like that, then why the hell are you even here?!” Your voice got louder, normally you wouldn’t want anyone to hear things like this but in this exact moment you didn’t care and wanted to let your anger and sorrow all out.

“I don’t think about you like that, (Y/N), please believe me.” Josh didn’t even know what to say anymore, it frightens him to see you determined like this, meaning that you already knew the outcome of this.

“I’m sorry Josh, but this is all your fault. I can’t be with you any longer, not after what happened.” And with that you closed the door, not caring that you just broke his heart because he did the exact same thing to yours just some hours ago.

#Twenty One Pilots #twentyonepilots #twenty one pilots imagine #twenty one pilots x r #josh #Josh Dun #josh imagine #joshua dun #joshua dun imagine #josh x reader #josh dun x reader #tyler joseph #tyler imagine #tyler joseph imagine #jenna joseph #jenna joseph imagine #odetolouise

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bands-and-fics-save-lifes · 7 years

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First fake text imagine:) Josh is your boyfriend. You suffered from anorexia and lost your period because of it. You recovered ( with Josh’s help) but still haven’t gotten it back. After a while it finally came and you need Josh to pick up tampons for you.😊😊

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magic-can · 3 years

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So are we gonna talk about how the Choker MV implies that Josh turned a giant dragon into a tiny figurine with that mysterious blue magic thing he’s got going on or are we just gonna gloss over all of that

#shut up magiccan #twenty one pilots #josh dun #trash the dragon #those sure were sentences I just typed out #imagine seeing this post while knowing absolutely nothing about tøp #I’m sorry for my non-clikkie followers #21p #21 piløts #21 pilots #twenty øne piløts #tøp #tøp sai #tøp choker #scaled and icy #joshua dun

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toomanyfandomssos · 4 years

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Enjoy the aesthetic of my cat and bedroom

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rrickgrrimes8 · 4 years

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Josh when...

Josh when Tyler embarrasses both of you...

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Oh really what would that be?"

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Tyler ,man, Stop."

"What? Why?"

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

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

"Tyler stop!" They scream in unison.

#josh dun x reader #joshua dun #josh dun #joshler #jishwa dun #tyjo and jishwa #tyjo joseph #tyler joseph x reader #tyler joseph #gif imagine #gif #band imagines #fluff imagine #imagine #implied smut #fanfiction #twenty øne piløts #twenty one pilots

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beanfic · 4 years

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I was doing fine...

Pairing: Josh Dun x reader

Word Count: 1.3k

Warnings: Angst

Summary: You were doing fine, you truly were, that was until he showed up on your front porch

Author’s note: I feel like I haven’t written angst angst in a while, so I did this? I hope you enjoy it! Feedback is appreciated :)

“What are you doing here, Josh?” You say sternly, your hands resting on your hips. Your eyebrows furrow as you glare at the boy standing on your front doorstep. The rain patters behind him, splashing upon his ankles. His curly brown hair lays in front of his eyes from the weight of the water. His eyes carry guilt.

“I need to talk to you, Y/N, please let me inside.” He wipes his forehead with his sweatshirt sleeve. Half of your body is hiding behind of the door as you peek around.

“I don’t know if that is the best,” you mumble, closing the door a little bit more. Josh sighs as he leans over and peers into the crack between the door and the frame. His brows eyes connect with yours, and suddenly you’re drawn in once again.

“Please.” His voice was barely audible, but you still can hear it. You nod softly and pull the door open, allowing room for Josh to enter. Your eyes are still locked with his. You are not able to look away from his gaze. You drop your hands from the door and slowly takes a step back into the entryway. Josh shuts the door softly behind him.

“Do you want to go to sit?” You eventually are able to peel your eyes away from his and glance over at the couch in your cozy living room. The sight of the couch brought back the memory of your first kiss that you shared with Josh. It was two years ago, and it was raining, just like tonight. He had invited you to go to the drive in to see one of the newest horror movies that had just been released, but the weather had other plans. Making the term rain check become literal, you two decided on heading back to your place to spend the rest of the night. He showed up with pizza and cookie dough, and make you laugh effortlessly the entire time. You remember how he had asked you to dance to a song that was playing on the record player, and your arms were wrapped around his neck. He had asked to kiss you, making sure you were comfortable with that, and it was one of the best ‘first’ kisses you had ever had.

“Y/N?” Josh’s voice snaps you out of your thoughts. You see him already sitting down on the couch, arms resting on his knees, and he was fiddling with the hem on his sleeve. “Are you going to come sit down?”

“Yeah.” You brush your hair out of your face and slowly step towards the couch. Not wanting to sit too close to Josh, you sit as far away as possible. The room is quiet, except for the raindrops prickling on the windows and the soft breaths coming from Josh.

“I need to tell you I’m sorry. I know I have told you this many times, but we ended our relationship on not so good terms and I don’t want it to be like that,” he begins to speak. The words ‘ended our relationship’ ring in your ears, and your eyes glaze over as reality hits you like a brick. About a week ago, Josh had confessed that the relationship was taking up too much of his time, and it was not healthy for him to continue being in a relationship at the moment. No matter how many times he reminded you that it wasn’t your fault and that it was just timing of life, you didn’t believe him. You tried your hardest to forget about the breakup the past week by keeping yourself busy with picking up extra shifts at work and working on your latest hobby project.

“Ended,” you murmur. The word feels foreign on your lips.

“Y/N, I know how hard it must have been for you, and I truly am sorry for breaking your hard. This past week must have been-”

“I was fine,” you cut him off. You glance over at him and notice that his eyes are wet with tears.

“What?”

“I said I was fine. I was doing perfectly fine this past week. Actually, I have been fine until you showed up.” The familiar knot begins to form in your throat, warning you that tears are about to come. You swallow hard and look down at the ground.

“I should have known, you are the strongest person I have ever met.” His words are filled with honesty, and you have to shut your eyes hard to keep yourself from crying. You can tell he notices you are about to cry because he shifts in his seat so his knees are facing you. You feel his hand rest on your knee, rubbing small circles into your skin.

“It’s not like I don’t want to see you, Josh. I’m just trying my hardest to understand and be respectful of you. Of course, I’m broken. I love you and it’s killing me inside that we can’t be together.”

“I love you too, Y/N, and that is why I want the best for you, you know that. I’m touring so much and it’s not fair for you or me. The time,”

“Is just not right,” you finish the sentence for him. It is not the first time you have hard that come from his mouth. “I understand, Josh. I just need to be okay with it. I just don’t think I can wait around for you.”

“I’m not asking for you to wait around for me, Y/N. I want you to be happy, and that means living life the way you want and to the fullest capacity. Please promise me that you will go and live.”

You sigh and wipe your eyes, “Yes, Josh, I promise I will go and live my life. I’ll always be here if you need something though, okay? I’ll always love you, even if it just platonic.”

“I love you too, Y/N. I’m really sorry, again.”

“Please no more apologies,” you let out a small laugh. “It really is only making this harder. I mean it that I was doing fine before you showed up.”

“Should I leave?” Josh asks.

“I think it would be easier for both of us if you leave, I mean it seems like we are on good terms, right?”

Josh nods, “Yeah, I agree.” He stands up from the couch, and once you meet height with him he pulls you in for a hug. You wrap your arms around his torso and take in his familiar scent.

“I’m going to miss you, Joshua,” you mumble into his chest.

“I’ll miss you too, Y/N.” He pulls away from you but stops with his left hand on your shoulder. His brown eyes are looking into yours, and you shyly smile up at him. You watch him back up towards the door, opening it and stepping outside. You follow, resting your hand on the doorframe. Josh stopped right before taking the last step towards your driveway and looked over his shoulder. His eyebrows crumbled together as he softly smiled as if he was trying to bid farewell without words.

“Bye, Josh.” You continue to keep your strength and not cry as you watch him get into his car and drive away. You wish he said bye with words, but maybe it was best that his last words were that he will miss you, and not the reality of saying goodbye.

You close the front door and rest your back against the wood. Taking a deep breath, you place your face into your hands and let out a scream. You weren’t sure why your body had chosen anger over sadness as the emotion to with his departure, but you didn’t fight it. It was surprisingly making it easier to accept the fact that Josh was gone, and you most likely were never going to see him again

#josh dun fanfiction #twenty one pilots #josh dun #josh dun x reader #twenty one pilots fanfiction #josh dun fanfic #twenty one pilots fanfic #twenty one pilots imagine #twenty one pilots one shot #joshua dun #josh dun oneshot #josh dun imagine #josh dun angst #tøp fanfic #tøp oneshot #tøp fanfiction #tøp imagine #beanfic

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spookyjoshdunimagines · 7 years

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Lullaby

its-a-mess-in-my-mindhey : I would really love something about like reader having trouble sleeping and just some cute stuff.

Thanks for the lovely request fren :) \-/

You were sitting on the couch of the living room, eating a bag of popcorn, scrolling through your phone, and staring at the clock that read “4:00 AM.” You had one lamp lit and the rest of the house was dark.

Your hair was thrown up in a messy bun, loose pieces falling around your face, Josh’s sweatpants slouched around your ankles and the right strap of your tank top had slipped off your shoulder. You yawned, yet somehow still weren’t tired. You flipped on the tv, and began scrolling through the channels. You turned on animal planet hoping it would bore you to sleep, but there was no luck. You checked the clock again “4:30 AM” You heard the sound of footsteps getting closer. Josh walked in and flipped on a light. He squinted his eyes, rubbing them, lazily walking closer to you. He plopped down on the couch beside you and began rubbing your knee.

“Hey sweetie,” he croaked in a sleepy voice, resting his head on your shoulder.

You rested your head on top of his, “Hi baby,” you whispered.

“Can’t sleep again?” He asked in a routine tone. It was normal for you to have trouble sleeping, let alone falling asleep at all. Your thoughts always got the best of you, keeping your mind and body awake, Josh knew that.

He laid down on the couch, patting a spot for you to lay in front of him. He sat up, pulling a blanket from the arm of the couch and over both of your bodies. He grabbed your phone from your hand, locked it, and put it on the coffee table. Josh laid back down. He planted several kisses on your neck and began talking to you in a soothing tone.

“Have you been taking those pills the doctor suggested?” Josh asked, scratching your back.

“No, I’m scared some freaky side effect will happen,” you replied.

“Yeah, I understand, but what if they help?”

“I’m just too scared,” your voice shook.

“I know love, I know,” he said, pulling you closer with his tattooed arm.

“Do you think we’ll ever get married?” you asked. The early hours prevented your daily filter from existing.

“Of course I do baby, I love you,” Josh replied, still whispering. Trying his best to lull you to sleep.

“I want Tyler to wear red socks,” you slurred.

“huh?” Josh asked, confused to if you had changed the subject.

“To our wedding,” you added.

Josh laughed, “I don’t think that will be a problem,” he replied. He began running his fingers through your hair.

Your eyes began slowly blinking shut, Josh was staying quiet in the silence hoping you had fallen asleep. Your bottom lip slowly dropped and peeked over your shoulder to admire your face.

“Hey Josh?”

“Yah?” Josh said slightly disappointed you were still awake, but still happy to talk.

“Can you sing to me?”

Josh furrowed his brows, “baby, I’m not the singer. I’m behind the drums for a reason.”

“Pleaseeee,” you begged in low energy, making a pouty face.

“Okay, okay, but I have a feeling this won’t put you to sleep, and if it does it just might give you nightmares.”

You pulled the covers closer to your chin, curling your body in tighter, closing your eyes.

“You are my sunshine, my only sunshine, you make me happy when skies are gray, you’ll never know dear how much I love you, so please don’t take my sunshine away. How was that?” Josh asked, hoping for some positive affirmation or a snarky remark.

You didn’t respond, silence had fallen over the room and you were finally asleep. Josh cracked a smile, again peeking over your shoulder. He kissed your forehead, pulled away, and examined every part of your face, “I love you beautiful,” he whispered.

Josh fell asleep shortly after you, and as the sun began to creep through the curtains, you both laid still, silently breathing together in time.

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