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yourimagines · 2 months
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Hi!
Can you perhaps write a twenty one pilots one shot. Maybe about their newest song that came out.
I love your work, take care!
I really love their new song, overcompensate.
It’s a short one but I hope this is a good one!
Pressure
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* English is not my first language I apologise
* Triggers: Dark, Angsty, Swearing and Fluff
Y/n POV
Tyler was hyped about their newest album coming out soon but he’s also nervous. He’s a perfectionist, he’s never 100% satisfied with his work. Always overthinking, always asking the what if questions. So he was downstairs in his home studio, listening to the album as I was making dinner for us. “Ty? You want some dinner?” I asked him as I stood at the top of the stairs. “Sure.” He answered quietly back. “Okay, I’ll be down in a minute.”
I made him a plate and brought it downstairs to him. He was sitting behind his desk, his headphone covered his left ear. “Here you go handsome.” I placed his plate down on his desk. He turned his head to look up at me and smiles. “Thanks beautiful.” His hand slightly touched my leg. “Are you okay down here?” He nods and turns his head back to the screen. “I’m fine, just making sure the album is finished before we release it.” I gave him a gentle squeeze in his shoulder. “Okay, don’t overthink too much about it.” “I won’t.”
I was tossing around in bed, it was midnight and Tyler was still downstairs. ‘This is not healthy for him.’ I throw my blanket to the side and got out of the bed, I stepped into my slippers and walked downstairs. The house was quiet and dark, the only lights that were on came from his home studio downstairs. “Ty?” I tiredly asked and looked downstairs to look at him. His eyes were glued to his monitor. “Yeah?” He didn’t moved a muscle, like he was possessed by something else. “Are you coming to bed, it’s already past midnight.” He waved his hand and nodded. “Yeah, yeah. I’m coming in a minute.” I rolled my eyes and turned around. “Okay, see you in a minute.” I left him alone again, knowing he isn’t coming to bed anytime soon.
Tyler POV
My mind was running around as my eyes stared at the computer screen. “Still not good enough.” I changed it again and again. As I grew tired, tired from staying awake for so long. My eyes started to burn from all the lights and no sleep, my migraine was back and was hurting my brain as I’m still not satisfied with the results. “It’s always the same fucking shit.” I groaned and took a sip from my water, looking at the files as the words started to change, changing in those dark thoughts I rather not have lingering around in the back of my mind. “I need Josh’s opinion on this.” I tried to shake off those chilling thoughts and tried to block out those voices that were now screaming in my head. I shared the files with him and looked at the clock, 3am. I rubbed my face and leaned back in my chair, still looking at the monitor as the words on the screen started to fade away, feeling all dizzy and a lot of pressure forming in my chest. My phone buzzed, it was Josh sending me a quick message.
Joshua🥁: I will listen to this asap in the morning 😴
Me: need really your opinion on this one 👌🏻
Joshua🥁: Don’t worry, just get some sleep 💤
I sighed and saved my work and turned everything off. I walked back upstairs and checked if everything was closed off and slumped upstairs to our bedroom. Y/n was already sleeping, as she lay on my side of the bed. ‘I’m so blessed to have her in my life.’ I stripped my clothes off and joined her. As soon I lay next to her she moved closer and lay her head against my chest. “Ty?” She tiredly says as I caressed her back. “Yeah it’s me, just go back to sleep.” I kissed her head and she immediately felt asleep again. I stayed awake for a while, looking at the ceiling, as my migraine started to fill my brain with these dark thoughts about life….
I woke up from the morning sun that shines through our window. She was lying against my chest, all wrapped up around me. My hand went carefully towards her face and gently wiped her hair away. ‘Beautiful.’ Her eyelids slightly moved, a small low hum came from her and with that she opened her eyes. “Good morning beautiful.” I said in my morning voice with a small smile on my face. I caressed her cheek and she smiles tiredly at me and nuzzles her head back into my chest. “Good morning handsome.” She mumbled softly against my chest. I wrapped my arms around her and started to rub her back as she started to trace my chest in the morning sunlight shining down on us.
I was downstairs, video calling with Josh. “No, I think it’s good enough, they will love it.” He says as he was eating some breakfast. “I know but I think there is more.” He chuckles and shook his head. “You always say that, believe me it’s good.” I nodded and looked down at my notepad. “You really think so?” I asked him as I was playing with the pen that was laying on my desk, not really feeling sure about it. “Yes I really think so.” I hummed and looked up again. “Okay, then let’s release it.” He nods and gave me a thumbs up. “Let’s do this.” I nodded and saved up our files. “Yeah, let’s do this.” Feeling a bit unsure about this….
——— Release Day Overcompensate ———
Y/N POV
Tyler was nervous again, as their newest song was about to release. “They are so hyped up for this.” Josh said as everyone was hanging around our house. “Are they?” Tyler asked as he looked over at Josh’s phone. “Yes, they can’t wait.” He showed them some comments. Debbie smiled at me as the guys were reading the comments. “They are so cute when they do this.” She says to me. I laughed and nodded. “Yes they are.” Josh was scrolling through the social media apps as Tyler was looking at the reactions. “Can’t wait for them to hear the rest.” He says to Josh. “Me neither.”
The song was released and they were watching the fans react to it. Josh was streaming his phone to the tv, sharing his feed. “They love it.” He says with a smile on his face. Tyler nodded, secretly feeling proud of what they created. “Look at that honey.” Debbie says and wraps her arms around him. “Cool isn’t it.” They were both smiling and pointing some comments out. I lay my head on Tyler’s shoulder. “I’m proud of you.” I said to him as we both were looking at Josh and Debbie who were standing in front of the tv, reading some of the comments out loud. “I know.” He says and grabbed my hand. “This is the last one….” I looked up at him and placed a small kiss on his cheek. “You deserve this my love.” He brought my hand up to his lips and placed a kiss on the back of my hand. “For us.” I smiled and nodded. “For us.”
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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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distracted-milkshake · 3 months
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I know I haven't been online to some of you in some months, but I cannot possibly stress how important this is. 
A woman named Bisan, a journalist in Gaza, was in the last hospital standing in what's left of the Gaza Strip. They are being carpet bombed, bombing every inch, destroying everything. 
This isn't a joke or a movie or some hoax, this is really happening. 
She is in tears and can hardly get the words out as the sounds of bombs and guns drown her out. The people there are injured, trapped, and have nowhere to go. 
The week the 21st-28th of January, 2024, STRIKE. 
This is unforgivable and inexcusable. 
In any way you are able, don't shop, donate, march or protest, spread the stories of those trapped and have been killed, and tell people why you're striking. Even if your busy or it's hard, it's nothing compared to what's happening in Palestine. 
Don't think it's useless. 
No national news will cover this. 
You are the last resort these people have. 
This applies to everyone reading this everywhere in the world. These people are not terrorists. 
Even terrorists don't deserve this, and it would be illegal. 
Reblog and repost this to as many people as you can. Share, screenshot, email, and speak out. Don't be the generation that watched a genocide happen and did nothing. 
Again, the week the 21st-28th of January, 2024. 
Share this to your whole follower list. 
Save Gaza. 
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bad-recognize · 2 days
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acotrash · 1 year
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Butcher with a smile - Azriel
Azriel Head canons based off Tear In My Heart by Twenty One Pilots
You stumbled into Azriel's life, quite literally
He wasn't looking for anything, deciding he needed to not be infatuated by someone, that he had hurt both Elain and Gwyn and that was not his intention. That was not who he was, he wasn't that type of male
So instead he went on more missions, begged Rhys to give him more work
Which, eventually Rhys did, but not without unsuccessfully trying to talk to Azriel first
That was a disaster
So Azriel went on his missions and did all the extra work and he was happy, he tried to convince himself of that
One of the missions was to a small village in Illyria where rumors of talks of an uprising were stirring
You were on your way back from the market, poor looking produce in your basket along with some fabric scraps and sowing needles you needed to fix your brother's fighting leathers
Azriel hadn't been paying attention to where he was going, most people gave him space anyway. But not you
No, you had walked right into him
The Shadowsinger's glare could bring rival villages, no, could bring whole courts to their knees and that glare was fixed at you. Shadows coiled tightly around his upper torso
He was surprised and slightly stunned at your own glare directed towards him
You let out an impatient huff before continuing on your way back to your little house, his little busybodies of shadows started to whisper in his ear then, your name, that you were the daughter of one of the camplords, that you were being trained to fight and your wings hadn't been clipped, yet. At least one of the camplords was still afraid to piss Rhys off
He stayed around an extra day or two after he found out the origin of the uprising rumors. His shadows delighted in telling him every piece of information they found out about you
He'd be lying if he said he didn't stick around to see you again.
He did
Azriel came back more frequently after that first time, all under false pretenses of uprisings, making sure females are training, and once he claimed he left something behind the last time.
You smirked at that last one, an eyebrow raised "And was that your dignity you left behind or was it something else entirely?" He glared at you to which you rolled your eyes
But you had started to look forward to Azriel coming, it was like clockwork. He came back every few weeks
And soon enough, you were always there to greet him, a snarky comment on the tip of your tongue whenever he landed in front of you
It took him long enough to press a kiss to your cheek before he left one time with a promise that he'd be back soon
The next time he returned, you raised an eyebrow as he stood in front of you fidgeting and you knew it was bad when the mighty spymaster fidgets "Oh let me guess, you forget a shadow this time?"
Azriel was glad for the comment as he let out a shaky breath. He was nervous, had been nervous to return back to your village to ask you something
"Do you want to see something?" Azriel asked and you tilted your head. "See what?"
"Velaris" Azriel thought he'd have to beg and plead with Rhys to allow you back to the city, but his brother had just fixed Azriel with a look and asked if he would be happy with you in Velaris or happy to be with you in Illyria. Azriel's answer was quick and easy
Your answering smile brought the Shadowsinger to his knees.
"Show me"
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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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artzyleen · 24 days
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TOP feat. Sebastian Sallow ✨
this took a while to edit but there we go ~
~ my Masterlist ~
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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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The Rarest Sexiest Masterlist
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The Rarest Sexiest Claimed Emoji list  - for those who want to leave a little calling card on their requests 
** all works will be attached as they are posted - so the most recent fic for a person will be at the top of their list. The exception is for dated writing challenges (i.e. Kinktober) where the works will be posted in date order in their own masterlist, which will be linked here**
Any follow up parts to fics will be added next to the original fic, formatted like this: 1 | 2
Works marked 18+ are marked that way for a reason. If you’re under 18, I can’t stop you reading things. But you don’t have the right to get pissy if something comes up you can’t handle. You have been warned.
Requests are currently: OPEN
MCR:
MCR (collective): 
The Early Hours | Get Hot and Feel the Butterflies (18+) (Frank, Mikey)
Understand 
Frank Iero x reader:
The World is Ugly
Anything For You
Just Tattoo of Us 
Don’t Even Think About Moving
Is That My Hoodie?
Subtle as a Brick | The Elephant in the Room
Gerard Way x reader: 
A Hazy Shade of Winter
She’s Cheer Captain and I’m Questioning My Gender (high school AU) 
Mikey Way x reader: 
Boy, You Look Like Death (But Healthy Guys are Such an Eyesore)
New Jersey, Revisited | Best Friends, Better Off as Lovers (18+)
The Voice of Reason
Happy Accidents
Ray Toro x reader: 
All I Could Ask For
Impatient (18+)
It’s All About Perspective 
Twenty one pilots: 
(Currently not open for requests)
Josh Dun: 
Overreaction
IDKHow: 
Dallon Weekes:
*nothing to see here... yet*
Ryan Seaman:
Rehearsal
Kinktober 2022 
Requests are currently: OPEN
Here are the basic rules for requests.
Go wild 👀
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yourimagines · 16 days
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masterlist music
Started: 10/04/24
Last updated: 10/04/24
Total works: 1
Masterlist Sports Sports 2.0 Sports 3.0
Masterlist Movies/Series
Masterlist Youtubers/Influencers
Twenty one pilots
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lovingmattysposts · 5 months
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Im listening to tear in my heart by TOP and i've never felt more alive. (also while writing hard core smut which is WILDDDD)
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gooseisrandom · 5 months
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honk! it's navigation!
welcome to the gaggle!
Hello! I'm Goose (they/them). I'm random. I also write fanfiction. Sometimes I even write my own stories and draw. Crazy stuff.
fandoms i'm in
MCU
Grishaverse
LOTR
twenty one pilots
will probably add more as I go along (and feel free to recommend any fandoms/media!)
masterlist
nothing here yet. will update soon!
boundaries!
As of right now, I will not write NSFW. I am okay with suggestive content, though. This may change in the future, so stay tuned and check this post for updates.
No necrophilia, scat, or abusive relationships.
MINORS DNI for any suggestive/NSFW content that I might write. These will be tagged and filterable.
I enjoy a bit of friendly pushing for updates (it helps motivate me), but please don't be rude or act like you're entitled to an update. I am a college student with ADHD, so please understand if I don't get around to doing things right away.
requests are open!
if you want to be on a taglist for a specific character, fic, or fandom, just let me know and i'll add you!
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absolutown · 9 months
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Tyler Joseph X Reader 🇺🇸
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There was a gentle breeze and a slight sense of nostalgia in the air when you and Tyler Joseph decided to spend a quiet night together. Sitting on the couch, surrounded by soft lights and gentle music playing in the background, Tyler embraced you, creating a warm hug that seemed to protect you from the outside world.
As you rested your head on his chest, you could feel his heart beating steadily, and it conveyed a sense of peace and comfort. With a gentle hand, you began to caress his brown hair, running your fingers delicately through his locks. Tyler let out a soft sigh, and you knew he was enjoying this moment as much as you were.
"You have magical hands," he whispered, making you smile.
"Nothing compares to the power of your embrace," you lovingly replied, feeling as if you could melt with the sweetness of Tyler's words.
As silence reigned between the two of you, your glances said it all. It was as if words were unnecessary at that moment, and only the touch and presence of each other were enough to connect you. However, a mischievous smile started to form on Tyler's face.
"You're not getting away so easily," he teased, squeezing you a bit tighter.
"Oh, I'm not trying to escape, my love," you responded, giggling softly. "I just wanted to make this moment even more special."
You could feel that Tyler was having fun with the situation as he began to trace gentle circles on your back. His touch was electrifying, and with every caress, your body reacted with slight shivers. He noticed the effect he was having on you and grinned from ear to ear.
"You're so sensitive," Tyler playfully taunted, giving you another squeeze.
"That's your fault," you replied in a joking tone, returning the embrace. "You make me shiver just by looking at me."
Tyler laughed, and his laughter was like a melody that brightened your heart. The vibrant sound filled the room, making everything even more enchanting. With a mischievous glint in his eyes, he leaned in and planted a soft kiss on your lips, followed by more passionate ones.
Each kiss was like a small explosion of emotions, and your bodies were completely in sync. With your faces so close, you could feel your breaths mingling. It was as if you were in a private universe where only you and he existed.
"I love you," Tyler whispered between kisses.
"And I love you, Tyler," you replied tenderly.
Your affectionate gestures continued throughout the night, accompanied by the soft music and intimate atmosphere you created together. Each touch and word were like notes of a serenade, touching your hearts and sealing your love even more.
And so, embraced and enamored, Tyler and you created a memory that you would never forget. A night filled with love, laughter, and true affection, where the outside world faded away, leaving only the certainty that you had each other forever.
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theenbythatwrites · 2 years
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Imagine Eddie somehow ending up in 2022 and he happens to make friends with an emo person
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- Eddie wakes up very confused by the bright, fast paced world around him
- he wanders around trying to find anyone of his friends, stumbling upon someone in all black listening to a song he loves
- frantically trying to explain who he is the stranger decides to try and help
- after telling Eddie what year it is and introducing themself y/n listens to Eddie's story
- the two decide to figure out a way to get him back to Hawkins but until that happens Eddie must adapt to this time
- y/n takes Eddie shopping for clothes and a phone, taking time to answer any questions he has
- when they're back at y/n's house Eddie asks to listen to some of the music they like
- they spend hours listening to bands like; Black Veil Brides, My Chemical Romance, Sleeping With Sirens, Pierce The Veil, Citizen Soldier, Bring Me The Horizon + more
- Eddie particularly likes the guitar in both BVB and MCR
- at first he didn't like the screaming in BMTH but over time it's become his favorite
- he discovered Twenty One Pilots on his own and immediately asked y/n if they also liked the band
- he got mad when you finally showed him Paramore. "Y/N WHY DIDN'T YOU SHOW ME THEM EARLIER!?"
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kingbonercar · 2 years
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Guys I just found the perfect song for Eddie and Dustins friendship:
My Blood by TØP
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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.
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