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Seasonal Opposites | T.J
You and Tyler love different seasons, but the one thing you have in common is that you have each other.
Tyler Joseph x GN!Reader
A/N: i've been pretty absent because of how much I've been working, but i'm reentering my annual Twenty One Pilots hyperfixation. (also, late happy birthday to Tyler)
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You loved summer. You loved it, the heat to thaw your usually icy body, the many opportunities to have a swim in your pool, the countless midnight icecreams because of said heat. You hated winter and how you always got sick, how you were never warm enough, and the stress that came from the Christmas rush.
Tyler, on the other hand, was very much the opposite. He liked winter, he liked the Christmas time, the snow, his ability to wear many layers without question. It suited him just fine. Summer was too hot, too sweaty, it wasn't good when he performed, and his body was always running on high temp.
With the two of you, however, there was a middle ground. Spring and Autumn. They were neutral months, where the only thing you had to worry about was whether it would an inside or outside day.
“Summer can't be all that bad, Ty,” you hummed one evening, tracing random shapes into your lover’s palm. He shifted every so slightly on the bed to reside on his back, his free arm coming around your waist. You peered up at him from your place on his chest. “There has to be a few things you like.”
Tyler let his eyes wander away from your inquisitive face to the ceiling. The autumn wind blew through your open windows, maintaining the perfect temperature for both your comfort as your bodies remained entangled. Tyler conjured up several prospective answers to your question as he lay silent and unmoving.
“I guess summer’s good for eating ice cream,” he mumbled, and you could feel his urge to shrug through his bland tone. You rolled your eyes. “And I can chill in the pool.”
“Oh, come on, give me something more, Ty,” you urged.
A low hum slipped from his throat. “I guess... I guess it’s good because it means I get to home you close when we’re asleep because you can cool me down.” You let out a soft laugh, but let Tyler continue, noting it for a later comment. “And I like summer because I get to see you so excited about it. And when I get to wake up to a noise, only to find you inhaling half the tub of ice cream as a midnight snack on hot nights.”
It was Tyler’s turn to laugh as his mind brought forth the several memories of that exact scenario. You flicked his shoulder, eyes narrowed at the man, and he apologised with a kiss pressed to your forehead.
“So... you like summer because of me?” You finally spoke, eyes curiously watching Tyler as your cheeks darkened with a faint blush.
“Yeah,” he replied. His eyes flicked down to yours, and he gently squeezed your waist. “And what are some things that you like about winter?” Each emphasised word was accompanied by his finger tapping your side.
“I suppose the obvious answer is when I get to cuddle you so you warm me up,” you replied, returning your attention to his hand to continue to draw on the calloused skin. “And all the soft blankets that I can bundle up in.”
“And Christmas?” Tyler queried.
“Only with you,” you responded honestly. “And only when there's just a small group of people. Like last Christmas with just Debbie and Josh coming over for dinner. There’s so many people on tour, that it's nice to just be able to have something small.”
“Fair,” Tyler replied, his eyes trained on your hand and his. "I guess it's the same. I like to have time with my family to celebrate, but I like when it's just the people that are the closest to me."
A pleased hum escaped your mouth. "I also like winter because you're happy," you added. Tyler's lips curled into a grin as his dark eyes flicked your way. “And the first day of winter I get to celebrate you, and that you’re getting old. So, I guess that’s a good start to the worst season.”
“Even though you threw an insult in there, I’ll accept it.” You couldn't help but smile tenderly at Tyler.
And you wondered how the both of you, seemingly polar opposites, could enjoy each other, love each other so deeply. But whatever higher power had curated your match, you were nothing but grateful to them. Tyler was the one thing you loved more than warm summer nights, bathing in the coolness of the pool, or lounging under the air conditioner with a book in your hand.
“You know,” Tyler began, “tomorrow’s my birthday. Are you trying to suck up to me so that I’ll still love you for whatever potentially terrible present you’re going to give?”
Your mouth fell open. “How dare you assume that my gift will be terrible! I give great gifts!”
Tyler could only laugh. He didn’t respond, but pressed a kiss to your head, and pulled you closer to him by your waist. You let out a defeated huff, and decided to place a pin in it for next time.
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twenty-one-fics · 2 months
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Hello! My name is Anesha , I’m twenty seven years old and a huge TØP fan. I love writing and I’m here to write fics about the boys! I’ll write anything except “Joshler” stuff I’m sorry lol but if you have a request of a fic you’d like me to write please drop your request in my ask box!
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j-jinxee · 1 month
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TYLER DRABBLE -☆
NSFW under the cut! [warnings - edging, oral]
"ff- fuckkk" Tyler's head fell back as he continued to whine. His hands stuttered, urging his need to stop you. Ultimately stopping himself instead, knowing it'd only make things worse. The more he resisted, the longer you'd go on. His calloused hands went back to gripping the bed sheets, just needing to feel in control of something, anything.
"babe- baby please.. ah!" His hips spasmd — crying, pleading for a release, but you weren't done yet. You were absolutely obsessed with how pretty Tyler looked like this, prolonging his misery for as long as possible, just so you could see his desperate expression and helpless mannerisms. He swallowed harshly, attempting to soothe his dry throat, a result of his rough and heavy breathing. His eyes screwed shut — the sensation of vision being too much for him at the moment, but you didn't like that. "Eyes on me baby" you tilted his head forward and met his eyes, fuck he looked so good like this. He struggled to keep eye contact, feeling so helpless under your touch. Your hand had been laced with thick coats of pre, some leaking down and decorating his v-line. Pretty, pretty boy.
"My pretty boy ~ pretty pretty boy" you whispered somewhat musically as your hand retracted yet again. "ff- fuck, please!" Tears began to form at corners of his eyes as he screwed them shut once more. It was getting painful now — he simply couldn't take anymore without sobbing, but he held back as best he could. As he was lost in cloudy thoughts, you slowly moved back and downwards. Arching your back behind you as your lips came dangerously close to his tip. You smiled, looking up at his head thrown back, his chest rising and falling with each breath.
You kissed his tip, "A-ahh!". The new sensation of your hot lips just barely grazing his cock was too much, he knew he couldn't do this any longer. You thought he'd done well, although you wished it could last forever, you were happy to finish him off now. Licking a strip up his length, then bottoming out your own mouth with his aching member. He instinctively thrusted up into your mouth, making this sick game of yours end as soon as possible. You allowed him to finish in any way he pleased, which ended up just being down your throat — he feared doing anything else would lead back into edging.
"fuckfuckfuck- a-ah!" He moaned, thick ropes of hot white cum spilled out, finally releasing what'd been kept in for atleast a couple hours now. You swallowed and lapped up every last drop of his milky relief, while he layed there — nearly passed out from how intense that orgasm was. He was so, so pretty like this, just a sensitive little mess, sweaty and exhausted. He weirdly was never a fan of recieving aftercare — he said it made him feel too incapable, which is understandable. Although, you knew he'd need it after tonight, you'd force him if you had to.
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This was inspired by the lyrics "you look so pretty when you're passing out from all of the tension" from Streets of LA by Ayesha Erotica hehe. I also just wanted to write subby Tyler cuz omg, you can't tell me that man is a top only, not possible -☆
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cerebralthundering · 3 years
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Tour
Well it’s certainly been a bit since I’ve written anything but we’re back to the Josh smut, so here we go! I think I’m going to break this up into 3 parts also.
Josh x fem reader
Warnings: oral, daddy kink, basic smut
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It’s been about three months since you joined your best friend, Jenna, on tour with her husband’s band, twenty one pilots. She had invited you along because while she enjoys getting the time she does to explore new places with her husband, Tyler, there’s still a lot of wasted alone time. She figured inviting you along would be a great experience for your friendship as well. Of course prior to joining them, she had failed to mention that the other member of the band, Josh, was incredibly attractive. You personally think she did it on purpose & secretly wants you two to get together. Thus far though you’ve just been hanging as friends - although there’s times where you contemplate whether he might actually like you too, or at least find you attractive. You think back to the first day…
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*three months earlier*
“Thanks so much again you two for inviting me along!” you express to Jenna & Tyler excitedly as you’re all standing outside the bus putting the last of your stuff in the storage area. “Is Josh inside already? I haven’t gotten to meet him yet.”
“Yeah, him & Mark, our manager, are chilling inside for now,” Tyler responds. The three of you start walking towards the steps to enter the tour bus & then climb inside. You see two men standing inside the hallway by the bunks carrying on some sort of conversation, one having their back to you. When they hear you guys enter, they both look your direction. That’s when you see him - this beautiful man with a radiant smile, beautifully messy curly brown hair poking out from underneath a cap, freckles lightly dancing on his cheeks, & tattoos lining his toned arms. He catches your gaze & looks at you, quickly looking you over, & clenches his jaw. For a few seconds it almost felt like it was just the two of you standing there because the sounds from the others were temporarily non-existent.
“This is my friend, Y/N, that I told you guys about that’d be joining us!” Jenna explains as she drapes her arm around your shoulder, knocking you out of your daze. You feel her look at you but you can’t take your eyes off Josh.
To break the weird tension obviously lingering in the air, Mark walks forward & introduces himself. “Hey, I’m Mark!,” he proclaims as he holds out his hand to shake yours, which you return. “I’m the manager but I’ll be in another bus with some of the other crew. I was just going over some things with Josh before heading over there.” He looks over at Josh who still is standing there frozen. “Uhm, isn’t that right Josh?” he questions as he pats him on the back.
“Oh, sorry! Yeah, Mark was just telling me about our schedule some more,” Josh explains, trying to now play cool. Tyler & Mark glance at each other with questions in their eyes, waiting for him to introduce himself. When he doesn’t, Tyler chimes in, “ That’s Josh by the way.”
That’s when Josh realizes he hasn’t introduced himself & starts stumbling over to you. “Oh my gosh, I’m so sorry! Yes, I’m Josh,” he laughs while also offering a handshake. He gives you a beaming smile & you practically melt inside as you shake his hand.
“H-hi, it’s good to meet you both!” you announce anxiously. After the awkward introductions, Tyler joins Mark & Josh in going over some final details as you & Jenna move to sit at a small table.
“Jenna, you didn’t tell me Josh was so fucking hot,” you whisper to her so the boys don’t hear. You’re just going over in your mind how awkward you’re going to be now & wondering if this will affect your experience here. What if he gets weirded out by you being awkward & doesn’t want you to stay the whole time? He did do that weird jaw clench thing when he saw you…what was that about? I bet he thinks you’re super weird already…unless…?
“I didn’t want to make you anxious beforehand,” Jenna’s response interrupting your overthinking. You sigh cause you know she’s right; knowing ahead would’ve only made you nervous & anxious. Hopefully since we’ll be spending so much time together things will get better.
Suddenly Josh walks over to the table you’re sitting at & asks, “Hey Y/N, want me to show you which bunk is yours?” You nod your head in response & get up as he walks you down the hall. You don’t notice Jenna giddy & beaming behind you about the two of you finally getting to chat. Apparently you missed Mark leave & Tyler was in a back room area of the bus. “So there’s two free bunks here, a top & a bottom one. Either one is yours to choose. I prefer the bottom ones so I don’t fall out in my sleep,” he jokes. You laugh & tell him that’s smart but you’ll take the top one. You were always keen to top bunks cause it brought back childhood memories. “If you need any help with anything, my bunk is right across from yours. Also uhm, sorry about being so awkward earlier,” he blushes while trying to laugh it over.
“Oh! You’re fine!” you reassure. “Trust me, I’m super awkward so I get it.”
“Well I’m glad then that we can just be awkward together,” he replies playfully as he touches your shoulder. You can feel electricity shoot through you at his touch. This is definitely gonna be an interesting time.
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That first day was awkward but the way he looked at you still felt like maybe there could be something there. Of course even if there was, you weren’t sure if anything could even happen anyway. What if you guys got close & then it didn’t work? You still had a few more months left on the tour. It was definitely hard sometimes though…
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*one week into the tour*
It was about 10am & Jenna & Tyler were both still sleeping. Apparently that back room you saw in the beginning was their bedroom. Since they are married they got to have their own space. You were slightly jealous that they got more space but you realized that also gave you more time where it was just you & Josh. Things were definitely starting to get easier with being less awkward as well. Once you guys actually started talking more, you were able to easily chat. He made you feel at ease when talking about anything & you guys joked back & forth a lot. Sometimes it definitely felt even flirty but you were trying to repress it.
You decided to go get a shower, which was also a bathroom you & Josh were sharing. The other days you had gotten a shower, they were already off the bus so you didn’t have anyone to help you figure out the dials. For some reason, you just couldn’t get it right. You were constantly having to adjust it while showering, which was annoying. Since there was a good amount of time before they got to the next city to start warming up, Josh was still there this time & he was awake so you could ask him if there’s some sorta secret to getting it right.
“Hey Josh, can I get your help with something?” you inquire while standing outside the bathroom door.
“Yeah, of course! What’s up?” he replies as you hear him start moving around in his bunk to get up.
“This shower dial…is there some sort of secret to getting it to one temperature & then stay there without having to constantly mess with it?”
He stands up from his bunk as he starts explaining, “Oh, yeah, that thing is a pain in the ass. You just gotta-“ he suddenly cuts off when he finally is fully standing & looks at you. That’s when it hits you that you realize you were just standing there in only a towel. Oh my god. You see him swallow hard & turn red as he brushes by you into the bathroom, trying to keep his eyes pointed to the floor. “Let me show you…” He bends down to show you the trick to getting it right & as he’s explaining he keeps taking quick peeks at you. Once he stands back up though & asks if you got it, he’s definitely trying to avoid direct eye contact. After you tell him you think you’ve got it, he rushes out of there pretty quickly back to his bunk, barely getting to tell him thank you before the bathroom door shuts. You’re freaking out in your head wondering if he thinks you did this on purpose & if he was trying to get out cause he didn’t like it…but you did catch that he had his hands folded over the front of him when he was standing up… “Fuck,” you lowly groan as you step into the shower.
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There were plenty of other times that could’ve been considered flirty too, but it was mostly just playful banter & stuff, no other particular stand out moments. Since you were on tour together, you definitely didn’t want to push anything, especially since it seemed like he felt the same way. It was certainly not easy though. Every day you guys flirted more became an inner struggle.
Tonight you were visiting an area that Tyler had some friends in, so after the show he & Jenna went out with them to catch up & have fun. This was the first time that you & Josh were actually totally alone. Tyler invited you guys too but you both decided you just wanted to chill. After they left you both decided to lay back on the couch area & watch stupid Youtube videos. You were bonding & laughing over super old videos you both watched when younger. This was probably the most playful you guys had been with each other, where you would laugh & rest your head on his shoulder & he would rub your leg or play with your hair. God, you just wanted to kiss him so bad. After the last video played, the next one queuing up was taking a while to load so you were both pretty much cuddled up sitting there in awkward silence. You could feel his heart start racing alongside yours & his thumb rubbing small circles near your shoulder.
“Hey, Y/N?” he softly spoke, breaking the silence.
“Yeah?” you moved enough to look up at him. You were both looking at each other, not saying anything, just eyes examining each other. Is he…? That’s when he quickly kisses you, sparks igniting a fire that’s been dying to be set as fireworks go off in your brain. It’s a cheesy stereotype to say a kiss is like fireworks but, damn, that’s really the perfect way to describe how you felt. It really was like two magnets finally connecting. You go to grab his face as you kiss him back when he suddenly pulls away.
“Oh my god, Y/N, I’m so sorry! I shouldn’t have done that,” he blurts out as he rushes to stand up. Oh no, this is exactly what you were afraid of happening. He starts walking towards his bunk when you get up to rush after him.
“Wait!” you stammer as you grab his wrist, causing him to stop his movements. You could feel his fist clench when you grabbed him. He still has his back turned to you in embarrassment to avoid eye contact. You’re so scared things are messed up now.
“I’m so sorry, Y/N, I shouldn’t have done that,” he rubs his face with his free hand while apologizing.
“Why not?” you ask. This question catches him off guard as he hear his breath hitch. He’s standing there frozen, still facing away from you. “Turn around,” you demand. He scuffles to face you, eyes still glued down at the floor. “Look at me.” He finally looks up at you, barely. “Why not?” you reiterate. His mouths falls slightly agape as he tries to figure out what to say.
“I, uhm…” he stumbles out, still not knowing how to respond & his eyes still trying to dart everywhere but to you. You step closer to him so your chest is mere inches from his, still holding his wrist. You can see his chest heaving as his breathing gets quicker as the sexual tension between you is now truly at its peak. You finally drop his wrist & start running your hand slowly down his chest as he watches. Now that you got a taste of him, you need more. You need all of him.
“Josh…” you trail off, looking up at him with lust in your eyes, gently biting your bottom lip. He clenches his jaw as he looks down at you, the same way he clenched his jaw the first time you met, while swallowing hard. You can feel his stomach tense as your hand reaches the bottom of his shirt. You move your fingertips gently underneath the hem, tracing above his jeans over his toned abs. He still hasn’t moved or said anything else as you begin moving your hand up to his chest again under his shirt. His eyes gently close for a moment as he lets out a deep sigh.
“Y/N…” he lightly breathes out. He seems like he’s holding back at this point, not knowing whether to give in or not yet. You move in now to where your bodies are completely touching so you can press your lips gently on his neck. Finally he moves just enough to plant his hands on your hips, pushing slight pressure with his fingertips, as he tips his head slightly. You leave a trail of soft, gentle kisses up his neck until you get to his ear. He lets out a soft moan as you trace the edge of his ear with the tip of your tongue before whispering, “I need you Josh.”
That’s when all hell finally explodes. He pushes you back against the wall between the bunks, kissing you so passionately you think you might implode. If that other kiss was fireworks, this is an atomic bomb. Your hands are eagerly exploring each other’s bodies. Your mind is swirling a million miles an hour, thinking about how this is finally happening & questioning if this is actually all a dream. He starts moving his hands now under your shirt to pull it off. Once off, you quickly do the same for his. Your hands begin working fast again all over his perfect body. You’ve had to admire his amazing physique for months now without being able to touch, watching him as he gets all hot & glisteningly sweaty playing the drums, all feeling like such a tease - now, finally getting to do what you’ve wanted.
This time you push him back against the other side of the bunks & start moving down his body to get on your knees & then beginning to undo his belt. “Y/N, you don’t have to…” he assures, but you completely brush it off as you finish unbuttoning & unzipping his jeans. As you start tugging them down, you look up at him, giving him a “shh” finger & reassure him, “I want this. I need this.” With your words, he relaxes his back against the wall to let you play. You start groping his erection through his boxer briefs, causing his head to fall back as he lets out a deep groan. “Babe, don’t tease me. I’ve needed this too long…” Does that mean…?!
You grip your fingers under the waistband of his underwear & pull them down, watching his hard cock spring free. You’re taken aback a bit cause while you expected him to be a good size, you didn’t expect this good. You lick your lips & bite hard on your bottom lip as you look up at him, taking him in your hand to start stroking him slowly, gently brushing over the top with your thumb. You see him bite down on his own bottom lip as he watches your every movement. You then bring his cock to your lips, gently dragging the head along the inside of your bottom lip, tasting a hint of pre-cum, as you keep his gaze the entire time before sucking on the head. He moves his hand to where his fingertips are just mildly entangled in your hair. You start off just barely sucking while working your tongue around in soft circles before actually taking him in. Once you begin taking all of him, you feel his hand quickly move tighter into your hair & slightly tugging as he moans louder. You pick up your speed now while taking him deeper each time. You can tell he’s restraining himself from pushing your head down with his hand, so you drop him from your mouth with a wet pop to tell him, “Don’t hold back.”
He nods as you take him again, going faster & deeper now as he pushes your head down to get even more & occasionally bucking his hips. You can feel your eyes start to water a bit now as he hits the back of your throat, feeling him twitch every now & then. He’s moaning & breathing hard now with occasional expletives & you can tell he’s getting close. You can feel cum dripping out & his cock pulsating in your mouth. “Babe, I’m gonna cum,” he alerts. You moan while he’s still in your mouth, sending vibrations to push him to the edge. You make it obvious you’re not stopping as you pump as fast as you can now, holding tight grip on his hips in preparation. His hand entangled in your hair is pulling hard as you feel him get to the edge. Finally with one last moan of vibrations, you feel him cum down your throat as you attempt to swallow it all. You continue working him through his climax, slowing down as he hits his end.
“Fuck,” he kinda chuckles out, still getting through his bliss. You wipe your face with the back of your hand & start to finally catch your breath as you look up at him, almost innocently asking for a review. “That was amazing.” You smile with content at hearing these words. You begin moving to stand back up before you hear him, “Wait.” You look up puzzled before you see him start moving down to the floor to be at your level. He then points to the hallway floor before telling you, “Lay down.”
You hurriedly do as you’re told & lay down on the floor before he moves to be over top of you. You grab the sides of his face to bring him in for a kiss as you move your fingertips into the edges of his curls. His tongue intertwines with yours for a moment before he grabs both of your wrists, pinning them above your head. You bite your lip excitedly as he begins slowly tracing along your collarbones first with his fingertips then moving down over your exposed cleavage along the edge of your bra as his mouth plants kisses on your neck. His light touch sends chills all over your entire body. He starts moving his hands along your sides, caressing slowly over your bare skin before moving back up to reach behind to unclasp your bra. You raise your back up enough for a moment for him to get the job done. Once he has your bra completely undone, he sits up as he tosses it to the side & stares at you for a moment, taking you in. Before you have a chance to get self-conscious, he tells you, “You’re so fucking beautiful.”
You blush deeply at his words before he moves back down to plant his lips over your right nipple. His eyes are glued to yours as he watches you breathe in deeply as you relish at the feeling, eyes fluttering & your head tipping back slightly. His left hand starts working at the other nipple, gently pinching & rolling his thumb over the hardening bud. You move one of your hands so it’s running over the back of his hair, slowly entangling into his curls & massaging at his scalp. After a moment he switches to now suck on the other nipple. You honestly can’t believe this is finally happening. It’s something you’ve definitely had thoughts about & even touched yourself to, but never thought would ever happen - especially right here on the floor. That’s when you have a sudden thought - “What time did Tyler say they’d be back?”
He moves his thumb up to run along your bottom lip as he reassures you, “He said they’d be out pretty late, at least a few hours. Don’t worry, kitten,” His nickname to you made your eyes widen in excitement as your breath hitches, lighting a fire deep within you, which he definitely caught. “Oh, you like that?” He smirks & raises an eyebrow before moving up to your ear before gently purring into it, “Kitten.”
You whimper as the word sends tingles through your entire body, easily feeling yourself get more wet than you already were, before he grabs your face again for another intense kiss. This time you feel his hand slither between your breasts, moving down your stomach to reach at your jeans. He pulls back for a moment to look down as he uses both hands to unbutton & unzip them before pulling them off you, exposing your black lacy underwear. He moves back like he’s going to kiss you again before his hot breath is right at your open lips, “Black lace, huh?” He traces the side of your cheek with his finger, making you quiver at his touch. He then moves to your ear again, holding your chin up with his finger, before inquiring, “You’re a dirty kitten, huh?”
Your eyes that were already half lidded now fall completely closed as you grab at the back of his neck right below his hairline with one hand as you moan out, “Yes daddy.” Those words fueled something in him. He sat back up, a low guttural moan sounding in the back of his throat as he runs his hand through his hair. His head falls back for a moment, biting his lip with eyes closed. He takes a deep breath before looking back down at you. “You’re gonna make this even better than I ever thought.”
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mochiwritesstuff · 3 years
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I'm so lonely 😭😭😭
Y'all should join the anonsssssssssssssss
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rrickgrrimes8 · 3 years
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The Note - Tyler Joseph
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⚠️ Trigger warning ⚠️
"I'm sorry Tyler. I can't do it anymore."
He said to himself reciting the words you had wrote earlier that day.
"It's too hard. Everything is just too hard and I feel like I'm falling apart. Everyday it just gets worse and worse and I can't handle it. Not anymore."
Tyler's voice cracked slightly and he felt his eyes begin to coat over with tears.
"I used to be happy Tyler. I promise you that. And probably the only reason I was ever happy was because of you. Because of your music. Because of your personality, your smile, your weird little comments. Because of your love."
"Yeah well clearly my love wasn't enough for you."
"And everything you did to make me happy was incredible. It was perfect but because of my messed up brain it wasn't enough. And that's nothing to do with you because you are enough you always have been. And if I'm being honest you were way too good for me from the moment we met. So what I'm saying is you're not the problem. I am. I always have been the problem."
"You were never a problem, (y/n). You were the love of my life."
"You know when we met I was so scared to talk to you. You were this confident sexy and might I add incredibly talented musician and I was just me, (y/n). I was some random girl who was nothing compared to you."
"You got it backwards. I'm nothing compared to you."
"And yet you still saw me. Through the heaps of crowds all there to see you, you saw me. And I want to say thank you for that because I'm am more than 100% sure that without you seeing me I'd be gone a lot sooner then now."
"I wish seeing you would've been enough.”
"It amazes me as to why you saw me but whenever I ask you just brush it off saying it was fate or whatever. And to some extent I believe that but I feel like it's something else. Something you never told me. Something that you'll never get to tell me due to the fact I'll never see you again if this goes to plan."
Tyler smiles softly reminiscing about the day they met.
"It was because I had been watching you all day because I thought you were so incredibly beautiful but I couldn't summon the courage to talk to you. And when I 'saw you' it was only because I was staring for an unhealthy amount of time and you caught me."
He chuckled sadly.
"And the reason I never said anything was because I was too embarrassed and I thought you might've judged me and said I was creepy. But now I wish I had told you. Maybe then you would understand how incredible you are and y-you would still be here."
"But like I said earlier I don't want you to blame yourself. Because frankly it's not your fault. It'll never be your fault and you need to remember that."
"But it is all my fault, (y/n). How could I not blame myself when I am completely to blame?"
"I love you Tyler. So much. And you don't understand how much it hurts me to leave you but it's what I have to do."
"It hurts you? It hurts you to leave me?"
He scoffed basically shouting at himself.
"It hurts you, when I'm the one who is left alone. It hurts you, when I'm the one who loses the love of my life. No! You don't get to be hurt by this, (y/n). I'm the one that has to keep going without you. A-and you just get to give up. You just get to die. But I can't do that. I can't do what you did to me. I can't do that to Josh or my mom or dad or anyone that cares about me because I wouldn't- no I couldn't do that. Not now. Not with knowing how it would make them feel."
"I'm sorry Tyler. I'm sorry. And I get that you won't ever be able to believe that but that's a price I have to and am willing to pay. I get that your hurt baby. I get that so much. But this is just something I need to do. I needed something to stop the madness. I needed something to stop the pain."
"Suicide is never the option."
"Stay alive my fren. I love you."
"I love you too."
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miioouu · 4 years
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Izuku + smithereens - tøp And congrats for the 1k followers!! 💕
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Izuku was never one to start conflict, always rational and chill. But when it comes to you, it's a whole different story. Like a switch inside him being flipped, he'll do anything. Rage flowing in his blood if anyone tries to cross you. Anger to compete against the one of Gods, he'll do anything for you.
For you, he'll fight the strongest man on the planet, the universe. Fear would dissipate only for love to replace it. Muscles and weight means nothing to him, for you, he'd move mountains and get the moon, collect the stars, even if it means, he would get beat to smithereens.
He's got your back, he'll always do. In your darkest nights and your sweetest days, he'll be here. And if people think he's all talk, they haven't tried him him. Izuku wasn't one to fight, not one to create trouble but if somebody hurts you, he can't even began to describe what is it that he's feeling. He'd fight the world to protect you, people will say it's for fame, he doesn't mind. Deeply you both know he does all of that for you, and he never forgets to mention it. With love filled eyes, shaky overwhelmed voice, bloody nose and bruised hands holding into your tear stained cheeks, he'll remind you over and over again "For you, I would get beat to smithereens!"
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I made some pretty shit art but idk the tree looks kinda cool. Enjoy this literal garbage. Inspired by Neon Gravestones. Obviously
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twenty-one-fics · 2 months
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Cobwebs and flies
Tyler Joseph x reader // requested
(No warnings)
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Sundays are your favorite days, for multiple reasons. However, mostly because you don’t have to work and you never make plans on Sundays so you have a wide open 24 hours to do whatever you want with. Whether that be baking, gardening, drawing, or reading, or perhaps all of the above.
Today you started your morning with a lovely hot mug of coffee made your favorite way. You smiled to yourself as you carried your ceramic baby blue cup of goodness to the living room where you planned to watch YouTube and rot until it was time for bed.
With a sigh you grabbed your remote and took a sip of coffee as you settled in on the plush, inviting couch. It was a beautiful suede wrap around that your parents got you for Christmas that year. You scrolled through suggested videos on YouTube until you found something of interest. ‘A day in the life of a medieval peasant’ you hummed to yourself with amusement and pressed play.
Knock knock knock
Your eyes shot to your door. Who the heck is that? You’re certain you made no plans today. You never did, it was a personal rule. you set down your coffee and reluctantly made your way to the door. It couldn’t be your parents they’re out of town until next week. None of your friends would even be awake yet , let alone standing at your front door. Your heart rate began to quicken at the prospect of something being wrong or someone you loved in trouble.
You gripped the door knob , sent up a quick prayer and pulled the door open. your jaw dropped. A mix of emotions pooled In your chest and you felt a lump form in your throat.
“Tyler..”
Your voice was nothing More than a light whisper , you weren’t even sure what you said had been audible.
“Hey”
Tyler smiled shyly with a small wave of his hand. His grin grew wider as a yell escaped your lips
“TYLER?!!”
You ran out the door and flew in to his arms, your tense shoulders relaxed at the warmth of his body flush with yours. His chest rising and falling with his quickened breaths. His fingers digging in to your sides like he was afraid if he let go you might float away. You felt like you might.
“What are you doing here?? I thought you guys were on tour”
You smiled into his neck , inhaling his familiar scent. You haven’t seen him in almost a year and you missed him everyday. Tyler was one of your oldest and best friends, he was your partner in crime all through highschool. He was there for everything , your first boyfriend , your first failed test, your first soccer tournament, your first job , first highschool dance … everything. the memories flooded back to you as you looked into his chocolate brown eyes. They shimmered with…. What was that? Happiness? Adoration? Perhaps just relief , sometimes it’s just nice to see an old friend.
You pulled away from the hug first , holding Tyler at an arms length, his gleaming teeth bared as he smiled down at you , eyes searching every inch of your face.
“We are still on tour but we have a week or so in between shows and we’re in town and … I just couldn’t pass up the opportunity to see you… so surprise!”
He laughed as he did jazz hands
You just stood there smiling at him , you were in awe. Your Ty guy was home and took time out of his ,what you could only imagine is an insanely busy schedule, to come see you.
“Oh my gosh this is my favorite day , come on come in I’ll get you something to drink”
You all but squealed with excitement as you gestured for him to follow you inside , and he did so with a small chuckle. He was happy to see you and it was written all over his wonderful face.
“Do you have any-“
Tyler began to ask as you led him to the kitchen
“Red Bull?”
You finished with a smile , he returned the gesture with a nod
“Yes redbull”
He smiled coyly leaning against the marbled white and gray counter top , his head cocked slightly to one side as he took in his surroundings. He’d been here many times before of course , but you’d made a few small changes to the place since he’d seen it last.
“No I don’t , that stuff is literally poison for your body”
You replied with a grimace
“Still on your health kick?”
He asked , now stepping towards you as you stood in front of your refrigerator.
“Itsssss not a health kick Ty , just called taking care of yourself”
You giggled, he always picked at you about your constant strive to live a healthy lifestyle, but you knew he didn’t mean any of it , he actually admired the care and attention you put in to taking care of your body and your self.
“Always such an inspiration aren’t you?”
He chimed reaching in the fridge and grabbing a cold pressed juice
“I’ll bet you made this yourself”
He added holding up the bottle of red liquid.
You scrunched your nose at him
“So what if I did”
You retorted grabbing a water for yourself and closing the refrigerator door.
“It’s beet juice by the way , you’ve been warned”
Tyler chuckled
“I knew it”
You rolled your eyes and nudged his ribs with your elbow gently.
“Come on let’s go outside and enjoy the nice morning “
You perked up at the prospect of a cozy morning on the porch with your dearest friend. You had so many questions and wanted to know absolutely everything about all the wonderful places he’s been in the last year. You grabbed his hand without even thinking about it. You felt his fingers twitch like he was going to pull away but then he gripped your hand tightly and allowed you to pull him outside.
You both sat on a chair and just took a second to look at eachother
“You look so good Ty!”
You smiled letting your eyes fall down his figure and back up , his face reddened slightly and he waved off your comment with a small laugh that barely bubbled over his mauve lips.
“So do you (y/n). You really do”
He replied looking In to your eyes, his tongue flicked over his lips and your eyes flew to his mouth and then away again. You felt your cheeks heat and shifted your position to play off the fact that you were flustered.
“I wish you would have given me a twenty minute warning or something, I just woke up, I look like hell”
You gestures to your outfit: grey sweats and a white t shirt from highschool that had a few holes in it and splashes of paint here and there. Your hair was in a high bun and it was far too early for makeup.
“You look beautiful, wouldn’t have you any other way than you are right now. This is my favorite version of you”
He chimed, his voice was quiet but his eyes never left yours as the words left his mouth. For a moment you were speechless , for some reason this felt different. Tyler had complimented you before , tons of times but it felt heavier this time , like there was more behind it.
was it due to the fact that you hadn’t seen him in so long ? You know what they say , absence makes the heart grow fonder.
“Tell me everything”
You demanded with an excited smile as you leaned back in your chair. Tyler beamed at you and shook his head.
“But I want to hear about you (y/n) how are you? What have you been doing? How’s Max?”
Tyler’s fired off questions, leaning toward you his elbows rested
on the tops of his thighs. For the first time since he’d been here , your smile fell.
Max.
How does he not know? Had you really not spoken to him about it?
“What’s wrong?”
Tyler asked , immediately picking up on the change in your demeanor.
You blinked and shook your head slightly
“Oh nothing , max and I aren’t together anymore”
You let out a sigh , like the words were heavy on your heart and saying this out loud to Tyler lifted their weight off of your shoulders.
His face fell with concern
“What happened?”
He questioned , syrupy sympathy dripping from his words.
You waved a hand in the air as if to play down the statement that was about to leave your lips
“I found him with another girl.. it was stupid..”
Your voice broke on the last word and you cursed yourself for getting emotional. This wasn’t what you wanted , you didn’t want this to still hurt you, it had been a few months now and for the most part you’ve been okay. You’ve learned how to be alone again, but saying this to Tyler, finally talking with him about it , made your heart ache and realize how much you’ve truly missed him.
You didn’t look at Tyler , you couldn’t bring yourself to do it because you felt so stupid. Tyler had had his reservations about Max when the two of you first got together, but of course you brushed his concerns off. You didn’t want to go in to your relationship with Max on negative thinking.
But Tyler’s intuition was right and you felt so so stupid.
Tyler didn’t say anything just looked at you, he didn’t know what he could say and he wasn’t the type of person to say ‘I told you so’
“I feel so stupid”
Was all you managed to get out. Your voice was hoarse and you were trying with all your might not to cry.
“Hey… no”
Tyler said standing and moving to you, he crouched in front of you and grabbed your hands , resting them in your lap.
“You’re not stupid. He’s stupid. This isn’t your fault (y/n) none of this is your fault”
He stroked your hand with his thumb , it was consistent and gentle. Tears raced down your hot cheeks, you hadn’t cried about this in a while , but Tyler always made you more emotional, he just had that affect on you. He made you feel things so intensely when he was around.
“How come my relationships never go right? Is something wrong with me?”
The question was rhetorical but Tyler held your hands tighter , he had a broken despondent look in his eyes as he gazed at you.
“Of course not, you’re perfect… I’m so sorry he did this to you (y/n) I’m so sorry, you’re the last person on this planet that deserves that. You’re such a warm and compassionate person, you’re living sunshine and the kindest, most selfless person I know , and you’re painfully beautiful. Inside and out you are absolutely beautiful”
He soothed , his voice was low and Earnest. His hands moved up to your arms as he stood and pulled you up to him wrapping you in another time stopping hug.
You let yourself cry, you let yourself be an absolute mess on Tyler’s shoulder because this is exactly what you needed to finally let go of the pain that max instilled on you.
Tyler was what you needed.
His hand moved up and down your spine with purpose , his touch was gentle and warm. You shook lightly as you sniffled wiping your eyes with the back of your hand.
“Oh … I’m a mess”
You sighed , before letting out a pathetic self deprecating chuckle.
Tyler didn’t let you go , his lips brushed your ear as he spoke sending a jolt of hot awareness down your spine
“You are too good for him (y/n)”
He looked down at you as you swiped more tears from your eyes, trying to clean yourself up and stop all this nonsense crying. Max was done and over with , this had happened months ago and you didn’t even have feelings for him anymore. The tears were more or less therapeutic, especially here with Tyler. You needed this, this was the nail in the coffin of yours and Max’s relationship.
You lifted your head , giving Tyler a watery smile
“I needed that”
You admitted as his hand caressed your back.
“I think I did too, It’s been too long since I’ve seen you, I don’t want to wait that long ever again.”
Tyler stated as he eyed you carefully. His eyes narrowed and his brows creased slightly. You knew him long enough to know that was his thinking face.
“What are you thinking about?”
You asked poking his chest. neither of you had made a move to step away from each other. You just stood there in his arms , letting him soothe you.
“I’m here for a week, and then we’re leaving for Europe..”
Tyler began, watching you as each word left his lips. You nodded your understanding, waiting for him to continue. A slow smile curled his lips , brightening his eyes before he spoke again
“Come with us”
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A/N: hello! I hope everyone enjoyed this short one shot, I’m actually considering doing a part two but I haven’t decided yet! Please let me know if you liked it or not I love any feedback anyone has. The person who requested this was anonymous but whoever you are thank you for the great prompt.
If you would like to send in a request for me to write a fic for you please send it to my ask box
Thank you again for reading!
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j-jinxee · 2 months
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RUNAWAY ☆
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TYPE - 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.
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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.
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.
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.
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This is so random pls but I love Criminal Tyler who's actually innocent hehe <33 anyway I should write for Josh now aye.
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whereyoustand · 5 years
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Y'all are freaking out over House Of Gold being on the setlist.
y'all Tyler wrote that song for his mum.
Jenna is going to be a mum.
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bandblogging · 4 years
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False Friend (Tyler Joseph imagine)
Pairing: Tyler Joseph X Daughter!Reader
Words: 1.8k
Requested: jup @shady80smusicsingercolor asked (short) 'the reader was friends with this girl, but after school she overheard her say to friends that she was only using her to meet her dad and why is she his daughter,to this the reader cried her way to her, Jenna was there only, she ask what's wrong,but her daughter just denied and ran up to her. Tyler went to up to her room ,opens it to find his daughter crying,he hugs her until she calms,then asks what's wrong, he reassures everything is gunna be okay,and comforts her'
Summary: see request
A/N: this took a long time, I am sorry.
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You knew starting a new school was tough, middle school even more so but starting it when your dad is a world known musician, yeah you weren't prepared. Not even already knowing some of your peers had helped, sure it was nice to know some but it wasn't much. Cassie however you thought was different. You had been friends with her for almost a year now and you'd consider her your best friend at the moment. She lived on the other side of town, which meant that you mostly saw her at school. Just like today, it was Friday and when your school bell finally rang you rushed out of the class with the rest of your class. Cassie was a bit faster and had left before you, walking down the hall next to Jess, another girl from your new class. You made your way down the front stairs, almost tripping on your open shoe laces. After you tied them again, you saw them heading out of the gate, too late to catch up now. Surprisingly however they both took the left turn, the same one you had to take to get home. Your dad usually picked you up from school, a few streets away however. It was to not attract any attention, per your request. You loved your dad with all your heart but sometimes him being so well known wasn't a good thing.
You followed the two girls down the street, a couple of steps behind them, just enough for you to still hear some of their conversation. Just before you had to turn down another street you heard something that made you perk up, your name...and then your dad's. "I just don't get it, why her? I mean Y/N, really? As if she deserved a dad like Tyler Joseph, the Tyler Joseph.", Cassie scoffed and slowed down. She turned to Jess, "Like she is so ugh I don't know, boring and annoying. She doesn't deserve to be a Joseph right?" Jess quickly agreed with her, "I mean she doesn't even look like them, who does she think she is". That comment really hurt, you had looked a lot like you mum when you were younger but now growing up a bit some similarities were fading. "But yeah she finally invited me over next week, I'll finally meet Tyler Joseph, like the Tyler Joseph", you heard Cassie swoon all of a sudden. You pressed your hands against your mouth, masking the sounds of shock and anger. You couldn't believe what you were here. "So no word to her, just a week more and we'll be done with her anyway", her words cut deep and you were glad to turn down the next street. You could still hear them snicker, bringing tears to your eyes. Never had you expected something this horrible from them.
Just as you spotted your parent's car the tears began rolling down your cheeks uncontrollably. Through the curtain of tears you barely realised that it wasn't your dad sitting in the car like usual but your mum. He must be in the studio once again. You opened the car door and without greeting her or saying a word you entered the car, hiding your head in your arms. Jenna turned towards the back seat, asking you what was going on. You couldn't choke out an answer even if you wanted to and so you stayed in silence only a little sob slipping out. Your mum got the hint and finally started the car, beginning a silent journey home.
"Sweety talk to me. What is going on?", your mum asked after arriving back home. She opened your door after not getting an answer and leaned against the car. "Please Y/N, what is it?", she asked again and tried to wipe away a tear that was left on your cheek. You pulled your head back and unbuckled, still not saying a word to her. You didn't want to talk to anyone and you were sure that your mum wouldn't understand anyway. The only thing you wanted to do was be alone in your room, not bothered by her. You pushed past her and out of the car, rushing into the house and up the stairs, throwing your door shut after you.
Surprisingly no one bothered you for quite a while. Your tears had dried up but the frustration and betrayal sat deep. Not even the loud music through your headphones could stop her words replaying in your head as you stared at the ceiling of your room. How could she do that to you, how could she be such a snake? She pretended to be friends with you for years, false friends and you didn't suspect anything. Maybe it was really the right thing to not invite her over for years. She had visited you a few year back, in the old house and that was only when your dad was on tour. There was just something that kept you from asking her over, maybe it was already a subconscious thought.
The clock already read way past dinner time but you weren't hungry anyway. Your parents probably assumed you'd come down to eat and talk when you were ready, or maybe they called but you didn't hear anything. Just like you didn't hear your door opening and your dad entering. You only noticed him when he sat down at the end of your bed. You sat up and stopped the music. "Mum told me you came home crying", Tyler began and placed a hand on your leg. "What's going on honey?", he asked while squeezing your leg. You kept quiet for a moment, not sure if you should tell me. "Is it school?", he asked again. "Not really", you muttered. "You know you can tell me everything", Tyler waited for you to talk, giving you a moment to think. "It's Cassie, dad", you muttered again, tears immediately welling up as you thought about her words again. "She is such a snake dad, behind my back she is so mean", you finally open up and began telling him the story. "She didn't even care, she thought I wasn't there, I don't even want to know what she says about me on other days", you rambled, somewhat incoherent, being stopped by sobs. You continued telling him everything, spilling your heart out. Tyler shifted over, pulling you into his arms and comforting you. "Oh honey", he whispered into your hair and squeezed you a little tighter after you finished talking. You couldn't stop sobbing, crying into his shoulder. "I'm so sorry Y/N", Tyler said quietly, "it's wrong for her to do, I can't believe she would do something like that." Your dad's expression shifted and you could tell he was thinking your story over. "I love you so much honey and it is unbelievable this girl thinks she can say and do that.", he was getting annoyed. "I don't get it, she's my best friend dad", you sobbed out. "Why didn't you tell your mum?", Tyler asked you, gritting his teeth afterwards, "she could've confronted them with you". You rolled your eyes without him seeing, "I don't want that, why do I want to talk to them", you explained. "But they need to learn that it isn't okay to do something like that", he told you. "And I don't get why you didn't tell your mum", he muttered again.
You knew he was right, you should've talked to your mum, but you couldn't help being a daddy's girl. Your arms were still wrapped around him when your eyes finally dried up and your breathing went back to normal. "It's just not fair dad", you muttered into his shoulder, feeling the wet patch your eyes had made on your lips. "I know honey, but sadly a lot of things aren't fair", he squeezed you a little tighter. Tyler took a deep breath, thinking hard about what to say to his daughter. He shifted her on his lap, facing her and wiping away a last drop of tears off your face. "I know this isn't fair, and I know that isn't right for them to do but it isn't your fault. These girls aren't real friends, they don't deserve to be your friends. You are a wonderful girl, you are my baby girl, the best daughter anyone could imagine and she is mine.", Tyler could feel his throat close for a seconds. " And I want you to be happy, my only life goal is for you and your mum to be happy", he swallowed hard before pressing a kiss to your forehead. "But because I know middle school that is easier said than done, but I want to give you some advice if you want", he looked at you, waiting for you to nod. "Please", you nodded. "Maybe you should stop being friends with them, because I know that out there somewhere are people that genuinely want to be your friends, for you not me. I've told you the story too many times but you know meeting your uncle Josh and your mum changed so much and I believe that will happen for you too.", Tyler wasn’t even sure if this was comprehensive for his daughter, he just felt like he had to get this off his chest. Sometimes he was still struggling to raise you, what parent wasn't really, but the way you looked at him, listening intently suggested he wasn't doing a bad job. "There are a lot more people in your grade right, I bet a lot of then are really nice. And I know it's uncomfortable to get out of your comfort zone, but I bet you won't regret getting to know other people.", he finished his little speech and lifted your chin with his fingers. You knew he was right, but thinking about breaking off your friendships and finding new ones was dreading. You didn't like thinking about it, you didn't want to but maybe you had to. " What are we betting on?", you asked your dad, showing a cheeky grin. "I win, you learn the piano, you win I'll buy you that bunny you want", he grinned back, holding out his pinky to you. You took a quick second to think about it, learning piano sounded boring but that bunny, yeah that was a good trade. "Fine, bet I'll get that bunny", you agreed and interlocked your twinkies, shaking on it. "Okay and now it's time for bed, tomorrow's gonna suck a little but you'll get through it", he grinned and ruffled you hair, setting you down and pointing to the bathroom.
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kimhargreeves · 4 years
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Tattoos-Josh Dun x Reader
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"Are you two serious about this?" 
Tyler asked for the millionth time now as we enter the tattoo shop and we wait till it's out turn. Josh and I exchange looks and laugh at Tyler who's worried, "Of course we're sure." I reply to my best friend. He sits back and begins to tell us if we are sure once more.
"It's a big deal ya know? What if you two suddenly break up and the matching tattoo will mean nothing later on..I hope you don't break up but what if you two do?"
Josh and I have talked about it and decided that it was the perfect day to get couple tattoos,we looked through some on the internet and saw some Mickey's and Minnie's and other things. I play in a band which are in hiatus for a while and I play guitar,vocals and violins.
Violins play a huge part in my life and Josh and I agreed that he would get a small tattoo of one and I would get one of the drums since he plays them,I met these two guys while on tour with my band and I knew that Josh and I had a connection ever since.Tyler and Jenna have become my family.
"I can assure you Tyler that we won't..i'm actually planning on marrying (Y/N) someday." He says wrapping his arms around me. I push him away slightly blushing but serious, "Seriously Josh!"
He stares at me confused and raises his hands in defeat, "What? I didn't do anything."
"Yes you did!..you aren't suppose to talk about those things with me,it's supposed to be a secret."
Tyler just hid his face behind his hands as he listened to is discuss till the tattoo artists called us saving us from a probable fight. I sat back and they started to ink away. Josh had no problem since he has a few tattoos but this was my second time.
Tyler held onto my hand and began to distract me from talking about the tour and all and before we knew it my tattoo was done. I looked at it and smiled, "It's perfect!" I thank the artist and I see Josh smile at his. I walk over to him and hug him tight.
"We finally got them." I say excitedly and Josh leans down to kiss me and we make our way out of the shop with Tyler next to us, "If you guys ever break up..don't blame me for the tattoo."
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topimagines · 5 years
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Hot Tub Fun- Tyler Joseph Smut
A/N- So I have an idea for part two of you guys want it... let me know.
“Come on! it’ll be fun, I promise. We are literally the only two people here.” Tyler says lowly as he steps into the hot tub, located in your backyard.
The party had died down, most people either left or passed out inside your home. It was the weekend before the tour started and Tyler and Josh always threw a party right before to celebrate with friends. 
“Ty!” you hissed looking around you, slightly embarrassed at what he was insinuating. “we are not fucking in our hot tub while people are in our house! You gotta be out of your mind!?” you placed just your legs into the bubbling hot water as you finally sat down on the edge of the tub, not wanting to fully submerge as of yet. You needed to take a minute to get use to the simmering hot water on your skin.
Tyler stalked across the hot tub, eyes trained up at you, he wasn’t buying anything you were saying. A dangerous smirk evident across his face told you that he was going to win this fight. 
“You know you want to, we’ve talked about this a few times. I know what you like. Just trust me.” his fingers run softly across your thigh, sending goosebumps throughout your body.
“Tyler” you whined as he stood up in front of you, he knew you were going to melt. He knew exactly how to play you.  He was quick to cup your face between his hands, his thumbs rubbing gently against your slightly crimson cheeks.
“Are you really going to try and tell me you don’t want me to lean down right here and  eat that pretty pink pussy of yours?” he rubs his thumb softly on your inner thigh causing you to look up into his deep darkened eyes. 
“Right here, on the edge of this tub?” Tyler leaned over you slightly, his lips ghosting over yours as your breathing deepened. 
“Would you like that princess?” he moves his hand that was holding you cheek to your neck and gives it a slight squeeze.
“Y-yes. I want y-you.” you confessed sheepishly.
His lips are quick to collide with yours in a needy kiss, his tongue delving inside your mouth as you welcomed him in. He releases his hand from your neck and places both hands on your hips, bringing you closer to the edge of the hot tub. You felt his fingers loop into the sides of your bathing suit bottoms and you liftered yourself just enough to help him get them the rest of the way off. 
He tossed them into the grass and turned his attention back to you. He spread your legs a bit more apart and his lips reconnected with yours. He slowly traced his wet fingers down to your core. His slow movements were a tease and he knew he was killing you. You felt his soft gentle fingers dance in your arousal, collecting the wetness. 
“So wet for me huh princess?” Tyler smirked against your mouth, his fingers crept slowly up towards your sensitive bundle of nerves. Pulling his hand away you let out a small moan onto his smirking lips. “taste yourself” he mumbled placing his fingers on your swollen lips for you to suck on. His eyes darkened as he bite his own lip holding back a moan. 
Tyler quickly dropped onto his knees on the seat of the hot tub. You could feel his hot breath on your dripping center. His tongue was quick to work
“Ohh—f-fuck, Tyler” you moaned, leaning back on your elbows to spread your legs over his shoulders, bring him closer to you. 
“mmm, feels f-fuck” as he focuses on sucking and nipping gently against your clit his fingers come up to tease your entrance.
  “P-please just fuck me Ty, I wanna feel you.” you had barely finished your please before Tyler’s fingers were knuckle deep inside your tight pussy, instantly curling his fingers up against your walls.
“Ty! oh god yes! F-fuck” you cried, biting down hard on your bottom lip to muffle your moans fearing someone might hear you.
“I thought you didn’t want to fuck in the hot tub?” Tyler teased as his fingers slowed their pace, rubbing his thumb across your throbbing clit.
“Well I’m not in the hot tub” you sassed,breathing heavily, pulling lightly on Tyler’s hair as he fucked you with only his fingers, it felt like absolute heaven as you watched him completely devour you.
“I can change that?” Tyler removed his fingers from your core as he stood to pull you around his waist. He walked backward to sit on the other side of the hot tub, you straddling his lap, wrapping your arms around his neck to stay close.
You attaches his lips to your neck making you tilt your head back in pleasure. Your nipples harden from the chilly air and your aroused state. You moved your hips needing some relief, feeling him get harder beneath you. 
“W-why’d you stop?” you questioned, begging for more.
“Just wanted to tease you that’s all.” he says removing your arms from his neck.
You look at him confused and he smirks placing a kiss on your forehead. He removes you from his lap, placing you on the seat beside him. You were craving his touch, his tongue, his lips, his dick. 
“Please Ty.” you lean close to his ear to whisper, trying anything to convince him to fuck you. “I’ll make it worth it.” you move your hand down his bare chest. “I’ll be really good for you d-”
Just then Tyler’s hand stops yours, pushing you away from him and his head snaps over his shoulder.
“Yo Tyler.” a familiar voice calls into the yard.
Your eyes dart to Tyler’s, panicking, trying to find your bathing suit top. He sits there calmly with a smirk on his face. 
“Over in the hot tub.” he calls back to the voice.
“Tyler, I’m naked.” you whisper shout.
“Good.” he whispers and you settle deep down in the hot tub, submerging yourself up to your chin.
Your eyes stay on Tyler as he watches Josh walk into view. You felt his hand on your bare inner thigh. You stay completely quiet as Josh lets you two know that the last of the people left and he was heading out.
“You okay Y/N?” he asks you and you nod, avoiding eye contact.
“Alright bye guys. See you tomorrow Tyler.” he says starting to walk off. “Who left their bathing suit here?” he points to your bathing suit that had been tossed just minutes before. 
“It’s Y/N’s.” Tyler smirks at you as your eyes nearly bulge out of your head.
“Oh.” Josh says not understanding, “Ohhh, ew. What the fuck. Not judging. Have fun.”
Josh nearly ran off, Tyler’s eyes not leaving your shock stricken face. You heard Josh’s car start and then leave. Tyler moves closer to you, his touch melting you all over again.
“How about we head inside.” he rubs his thumb along your jawline. “We can talk about what you were about to call me before we were interrupted.”
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littlebagoflemons · 5 years
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peter, in the soul stone: not done
peter: not done
peter: NOT DONE
every clique memeber/ bandito dusted in the snap, including peter:
JOSH DUN
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