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˚₊𓆩༺🎸༻𓆪₊˚ — summer of 22', choso kamo

𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐈𝐈. — LOST GUITAR PICKS AND LATE NIGHTS.

🩰 — choso and y/n spend time together after the strange events of a lost guitar pick, yuji getting arrested, and a late-night at a onigiri food stand.

ᩍ before reading please be advised of the following warnings — female reader, written with black reader in mind, her/she pronouns, humor/crack, noritoshi & choso are cousins in this cause i said so, profanity, this is quite self indulgent and kinda my own assumption & characterization of modern day choso, mentions of death (characters), mentions of broken bones, kenjaku is a hot milf in this instead of being just yuji's mom..let's pretend they're choso's mom instead of choso's dad (listen y'all know how messy kenjaku is in the canon tl), tooth rotting fluff, fast pace series, told in third pov aka choso's pov, mentions of choso having a scar, record shop boss!geto lol, | mdni, taglist, masterlist, other creations

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CHOSO ALWAYS GOT NERVOUS WHEN HE PERFORMED IN FRONT OF PEOPLE. No matter if it was just a friend or even his kitten Retro when it was time to pick up his guitar and perform—horrible knots formed in the pit of his stomach. To make matters worse, Y/N could be coming to his show. What if he got so nervous he puked on stage or he forgot the lyrics to the song Noritoshi and himself are covering? He was just overthinking. Which soon led to the crisis that he couldn’t find his pick for his guitar. Now he had a real reason to be nervous. 

As he was in the shared dressing room with Noritoshi, he would scrummage through the bag he had brought carelessly. His guitar pick wasn’t in there. He checked Noritoshi’s bag, but nothing. Now Choso was pacing back and forth in front of Noritoshi, who was their PR manager, by sending out tweets saying they were performing in fifteen minutes. “Why are you pacing back and forth? If you’re nervous, just take a deep breath and practice those breathing techniques I told you about.” Noritoshi says while never disconnecting his eyes from the iPhone in his hand.

“It’s not that.” Choso blurted out while twirling around to pace the other way. His mind was wondering what he should do. He could run back home to get it, but he wasn’t sure if his guitar pick was home. He could have dropped it. He could have left it at the records shop. 

“Is it because of that girl possibly coming?” That question caused Noritoshi to break eye contact with his phone and let his eyes watch his cousin pace back and forth, but Choso did a stop abruptly to meet his gaze.

“No,” Choso admitted. 

It was a lie, of course. His cheeks stained a crimson color before he kissed his teeth and went back to pacing back and forth.

Noritoshi smirks, “So, what’s the problem?” 

“I can’t find my guitar pick.” 

“Excuse me?”

“It’s not in my bag. It’s not in your bag. I can’t find it!” Choso throws his hand up in frustration. “It’s not like we can do without it because we need my guitar.” 

“Okay, now I’m nervous. Maybe, we can go get it real quick. We don’t go on until fifteen minutes from now,” He says as he stands up.

Choso's lips parted to speak, but a knock was heard on their door, and their friend Todo Aoi stuck his head through the small opening of the door. Todo was hired as security for tonight at their performing venue. Which made perfect sense considering how ripped Todo was. 

“A very pretty young lady is here to see you guys. I’m quite impressed; you guys have a fan girl already,” He snickers. 

“Oh shut up, Todo; before you know it—we will have so many fans. We may just hire you as our security guard.” Noritoshi says before he motions to let the person in.

Expecting to be some fan that has been following their year-long journey of being musicians, but instead, it was Y/N giving them that same smile she gave them when they first met. Noritoshi was shocked that she even came considering that Choso's hopeless romantic self had invited girls to the show, and then he moped about them not showing up for a week. Noritoshi took it upon himself to excuse himself from the equation, “I’m going to make sure the stage is all set for us.” He gives the pair a smile before leaving the dressing room.

“You came.” Choso was beyond shocked.

“You invited me to come to see you perform. I wouldn’t miss it, plus it’s weird how the world works, considering my godmother is here too with some of her friends.” She shrugs. “Which one of her friends is your boss,” Y/N explains. 

“Wow, kinda seems like we were meant to meet eventually,” Choso chuckles.

“Yeah.” Y/N agrees with a smile on her face.

The two of them stood in front of each other, just basking in each other's looks. Y/N couldn’t keep her eyes off seeing Choso in the attire he was wearing tonight and Choso couldn’t do the same. It finally hit Y/N that she wasn’t back here to dawn over how attractive the singer looked in front of her but to give him something that Geto gave to her. She looked through the mini purse that was hanging from her shoulder and pulled out his guitar pick.

“He said you left it in his office,” Y/N places it in his hand. “Geto also said you two should not be so reckless with leaving your music gear everywhere in his office.” 

“Ah! That sounds like something he would say. Who else is here with him?” He asked. “Is a pink-haired guy with him. He's around this tall, and has a scar on his face.” Choso holds his hand up trying to remember how tall his younger brother was.

 “No, it’s just myself, my godmother, your boss, and another one of their friends.” Y/N’s lips form a straight line once she sees the disappointment in Choso’s face.

“Ah, thank you,” Choso says. “I should continue getting ready, thanks for bringing me this.” He holds up the guitar pick.

Y/N smiled at him before she left the dressing room just in time for Noritoshi to collect him. “Let’s blow the roof off this place!” He exclaimed as he picked up his drumsticks and wrapped his arm around Choso’s shoulder. 

Choso knew they would do well. They always did in every gig they managed to snag. It may not have gained them some record deal, but it was decent enough to get the crowd hyped and cheering for them at the end. Especially when they had retired rockstar Geto Suguru vouching for them. Noritoshi liked to joke that a lot of people only came to their gigs because Geto never missed one. No matter what, he would always be in the crowd. Simply because he was searching for any flaws in their performance. It would be something subtle like they need to practice their breath control and they wouldn’t be so out of breath by the time the third song or they were a little off-key and not synchronized as a singing duo. Choso appreciated the criticism—after all, it was Grammy award-winning Geto Suguru giving them tips. He couldn’t just brush them under the wrong as if they were nothing.

But deep down, Choso just wanted his younger brother to be in the crowd of this show. It wasn’t as if Choso cared about Yuji showing up because the pink-haired guy has sat through many practices and gigs with about four people (including himself)—but Choso could keep a closer eye on him. Just make sure he wasn’t in some type of trouble. 

He stood behind the curtains as he could hear the host announce who was next, he closed his eyes, mumbling some form of words of encouragement to himself. As soon as he heard the crowd go crazy, he would push himself on the stage with Noritoshi. The bright light blinded him from seeing the crowd, but he always thought it was better for him to get over stage fright. Choso couldn’t help but scan the crowd for his brother, but still, he wasn’t there. His dark-colored eyes landed on Y/N and his lips curved into a smile seeing the glimmer in her eyes. He watches as her lip gloss-covered lips form into a smile making eye contact with him before mouthing to him. 

“You got this.” He read her lips.

The rest of the performance was history as he could hear the sound of Noritoshi’s drums. When the two performed, it felt like a burst of energy that Choso couldn’t quite explain. It was like an adrenaline rush after going skydiving. The high after taking a drug. It was a magical feeling that Choso wanted to experience every time he discovered that he loved music. 

Choso and Noritoshi joined the group and were met with applause. Geto was the first to speak with a smile on his face,” You guys are improving. Took note of my breath control tips.” He says as he sips from his beer. 

“Of course, we wouldn’t have heard the last of it—if we didn’t,” Noritoshi gives Geto a sly grin. “I’m going to go get me something to drink.” 

Geto checks the time on his phone, “I’m heading out to pick up the twins. Don’t be late for your shift tomorrow morning,” His finger pointed at Choso.

“Yeah, I should get going also. Don’t stay out too late, Y/N. You have a class to teach tomorrow,” Utahime hugs Y/N, and she eyes Choso up and down before walking with Geto and them to the exit.

“Did she give you a look when she hugged me?” Y/N asked as she sat in the seat that Utahime was formally sitting in.

“She did,” Choso admitted, nervously rubbing the back of his neck.

“She does that with all the guys I’m interested in.” She shrugs her shoulders carelessly. “She can be protective sometimes, but it’s only because I believe my mom gave her a detailed letter to do so.” 

Choso's brains seem to stop at the thought of her mentioning guys she’s interested in. Did he make it so obvious that he was interested in Y/N that others could notice it? He sits across from her before speaking again, “I assume that she and your mother are close?” Choso asked.

“Yeah, two peas in a pod, according to Utahime.” 

“It’s a small world, you know. We were bound to meet.” Choso leans forward with a grin that Y/N returns.

“Kinda like fate,” She’s leaning forward also, and Choso could get a whiff of her sweet flowery perfume that caused him to smile even harder.

His lips parted to speak, but the sound of his cell phone interrupted him. “I’m sorry, I have to take this. It’s probably my brother.” He excuses himself just in time for Noritoshi to join the table. 

He walked to the side away from the table and pulled the phone to his ear. If the singer was going, to be honest, he didn’t even know the number that called him. He had this thing where he still answered unknown numbers because what if it was some music producer trying to contact him or something? The dread that hit his heart hearing his brother's voice on the other end. “What the hell Itadori? You know if you weren’t going to show, you could have given me a heads up on your whereabouts.” 

“I got caught up in something,” Yuji’s voice trails off as he doesn't know how to explain to his brother the trouble he is currently in. 

“Where the hell are you currently calling me from? I don’t recognize the number.” Choso points out. His nostrils flared in annoyance because he knew the answer Yuji was about to give him was going to piss him off even more.

“You have to promise to not get upset before I tell you because getting upset doesn’t solve anything. Just give you gray hairs and wrinkles at an early age. Which wouldn’t be a good look considering that you want to be this famous rockstar.” Yuji went rambling on.

“Fuckin’ tell me,” Choso exclaimed through gritted teeth.

“Police station. Currently getting my one phone call. They gave me a warning but said they would prefer for someone to pick me up. Mr. Nanami didn’t answer, so I’m calling you.” 

Choso could sense that his brother had some nervous smile on his face on the other end. He knew that he called his boss Nanami Kento first because Nanami would just give him a lecture and go on about his business. Choso wouldn’t have found out that his younger brother missed his performance because he was at a police station. That if Choso was to ask him where he was tonight; he'd come up with a perfect lie just for Choso to brush it off.

“I’m on my way, I just have to ask Noritoshi if he can pack up by himself,” Choso answered. His eyes glances over at Noritoshi and Y/N talking, Noritoshi had brought her a drink from the bar. 

Choso drags his feet across the floor in disappointed strides back to the duo. Noritoshi who was sipping from his pint of beer eyebrows narrowed at Choso’s long face. He knew his cousin so well that he knew something was wrong. With another huge gulp, Noritoshi clasp his hands together. “I’ll pack up and take it back to Suguru’s.”

“You’re a lifesaver. I’ll keep you posted on what’s going on.” Choso responds as Noritoshi collects his glass and went towards the backstage area. 

Choso’s brown colored traveled to Y/N who was happily sipping at the fruity drink Noritoshi brought over. His eyes glossed with an apologetic look before he start speaking, “I’m sorry. But I have to go. My younger brother got himself in some trouble and I have to dig him out.” He rubs at the back of his neck before speaking. “I wanted to hang out with you a bit longer.” 

With a precious smile, she says, “Then let’s go dig out your brother together.” 

The older Choso that formerly used ‘well, I’m in a band’ his way into pussy—cock would twitch in whatever pair of dark-washed ripped jeans he wore. But this was new Choso. The responsible big brother who took his love life seriously because he wanted to be a good example for his younger brother. That meant not thinking with his cock that was in between his toned thighs and actually thinking with his brain. His brain would tell him, this isn’t a good idea. The two of them just met and she was about to meet his brother, who has a perfect life ahead of him but doesn’t have his head screwed on correctly. It wasn’t a good idea, she didn’t need to see the chaos in his life so soon. 

“No, you do not need to come with me to just go lecture my brother’s head off.” He leans against the table a bit and gives her a dry chuckle. “That would be such a shitty first date.”

Y/N’s eyebrows raised at his words. Her fingers twirled the miniature umbrella in her fruity cocktail that Noritoshi wanted her to try ever so much. “Oh, so you were going to ask me out on a date?” Her teeth nibbled on her lips and once again Choso’s cock twitched in his pants. 

No, she definitely can’t go with him to go get Yuji. Instead of having to worry about Yuji saying something stupid or doing something stupid. He needed to worry about himself. He craved a bit more seeing the way her mouth moves. Frankly, it was a bit unhealthy for him to even have these thoughts running in his mouth. After all, the two only just met last week. He didn’t even have the woman’s number. But dared to think about how she’ll look when she’s coming down from the best orgasm. 

“Something like that. I did say we have three months to get to know each other.” He flirts back as if they were the only ones that mattered in the world. “But, I don’t think it’s fair for our first date to be of us babysitting my younger brother.” 

Choso watched as she stood up fixing her jean skirt that hugged her lower half so perfectly. She took a couple more sips from her drink before grabbing a hold of Choso’s wrist and dragging him towards the exit and right by a curious Todo. 

“Well, good thing you have three months to make up for the first date.” She giggles so beautifully that Choso felt himself blushing.

He simply knew because for some reason in his twenty-two years of living, when he blushed it never showed on his cheeks. Instead, the tips of his pierced ears would glow the lightest shade of crimson. Practically feel like they were burning off his fuckin’ head. 

“The station isn’t that far away if you don’t mind the walk,” Choso pointed out. “Maybe fifteen minutes at most.” He checked his phone and then back at her.

“Lead the way.” 

With that, the two started their walk toward the police station. Now that Y/N was with Chosos, he couldn’t angrily chew Yuji’s head off and threaten to kick his ass if he get arrested again. Instead, he’ll take a smoother approach. A cool Choso approach. He’ll talk calmly to him and figure out why he was there in the first place. He’ll make Yuji apologize and then they’ll go home. 

“So, your brother? How old is he?” Y/N breaks Choso’s inner monologue of what he was going to say to Yuji.

“Eighteen and a pain in my ass.” Choso huffs. “Do you have any siblings?” 

“I’m an only child.” Y/N points out. “It gets a bit lonely, so I guess that’s the reason why I decided to tag along. It’s nice to see you go help your brother out even if he gets himself in trouble.” 

“Yeah, I figure it can get lonely. But I bet you were spoiled rotten,” He nudges at her shoulder.

“I mean yeah, but since my mom isn’t here anymore—my father was not hearing none of that.” Y/N chuckles to herself. 

“I’m sorry for your lost.” 

Silence overcame the two as they were walking down the street. Choso is on the side closest to the road like a gentleman. They walked ever so close together that occasionally their arms would brush against each other. He didn’t know what else to say. He experienced loss but didn’t particularly have the proper time to grieve due to the responsibility of taking care of Yuji being shoved upon him. 

“I want to say that I grieved properly, but you never know when you fully heal,” Y/N speaks. “I’m doing something my mom was good at and I didn’t even get to meet her. So every time I do it, I think about her.” She grows quiet before letting out an embarrassed chuckle. “Sorry, for the trauma dumping.” 

That silence returned, but it wasn’t a bad silence for Choso. It was a comfortable one that he could sit in for days. He glances over at her and the once cheery smile on her face disappears and an embarrassed look plastered on her face. He had a feeling she probably thought she overshared, but he didn’t mind. He wanted to get to know her. He wanted to peel off all the layers of her until she was bare—he wanted to know every layer no matter how thin or thick, no matter how traumatic or glorious. When he said they had three months to get to know each other, he meant it.

“Thank you.” Choso breaks the silence finally. 

“For what?” Y/N’s eyebrows scrunched together to glance at him. 

“For being comfortable enough to tell me that about you.” His lips curve into a smile. “I did say we have three months to get to know each other.” He reminds her. 

“You did and you won’t let me forget about it,” Y/N says. “Now, it’s your time. Share something about yourself. It doesn’t have to be as deep as what I said.” 

“Hm.” Choso thought for a second. “I’m a good skateboarder.” He adds. “Which caused me to break my arm.” 

“Jesus Christ, did it hurt?” Y/N’s face was laced with concern as she followed next to Choso.

“I didn’t even notice or feel anything until I saw Noritoshi about to vomit at the sight of my arm just dangling like a wet ramen noodle,” Choso adds. “I kinda wish you were there to sign my cast though.” His lips formed a pout that made Y/N giggle. 

That giggle made old Choso's cock twitch in his jeans again. 

Get yourself together Choso. You’re acting like a hornball that hasn’t been laid in years.

“Please don’t break your arm just so I can sign your arm cast. It’s too hot to be wearing a cast also.” Y/N fans herself with her hand and Choso finally realized just how humid it was outside. 

Japan’s summer was lethal if you weren’t used to it. But he just thought his sudden increase in body heat was due to how close he was to her. It didn’t cross his mind that it was due to the weather. 

“I won’t. I can’t take you out with an ugly arm cast on anyway.” He says as he stopped in front of the police station. 

“That is true, but I wouldn't mind at all.” She steps into the police station after he holds the door open for her. 

When they stepped into the police station, it felt like one of those movie scenes where so much was going on at once. Officers scattered around trying to defuse the situation. Some take statements of people reporting crimes. Some tried to break up civilians who were close to chewing each other's heads off. Through the crowd of chaos, Choso spotted his nitwit of a brother sitting near one of the officers desking munching on snacks as if he were in paradise. Choso saw the spray paint on his fingertips and his clothing and immediately knew what type of trouble Yuji got himself in, again. 

“I’ll just go sit down right there and wait for you two.” Y/N motions to the empty set of chairs near the entrance.

“Okay,” Choso flashes an apologetic smile before he’s letting his feet drag towards his brother who was giving the officer that Choso knew from the back of his head. 

“Officer Kusakabe!” Choso exclaimed, causing the pair to turn for him.

“It’s Detective now,” Atsuya Kusakabe corrected as he folded his arms across his chest. 

“Right, Detective.” Choso firmly says. “Thanks for letting him get off on a warning, again,”  Choso responds. “I promise to have him send a very long apology letter for the inconvenience.” His eyes glared at Yuji who slumped in his seat at the words of an apology letter.

“Don’t even bother, I have caught on to this idiot copying and pasting the same letter. Just changing about one or two words.” The detective rolls his eyes. “But next time, he won’t just get a slap on the wrist because I may not be in here to save his ass again.” 

“And what did he do this time?” 

“Try to tag up some buildings,” Kusakabe explained. “They caught him right in the act. Spray cans in his hands and all, he still denied it.” He shrugs his shoulders. “Now get the hell out of here before I change my mind.” He tapped the desk and stood up to walk towards his office.

Choso couldn’t help but glare at his brother before scoffing and walking away. Yuji follows behind quickly, rambling on about how he won’t do it again. But Choso knew his brother, he’ll do it again. He was addicted to this—addicted to the feeling of getting his hand caught in the cookie jar. Choso didn’t understand why because it wasn’t like this before His grandfather died. It wasn’t like this when their mom was in the picture. Choso just didn’t understand the sudden flip of personality. It wasn’t like Yuji didn’t have much compared to maybe the average delinquent—he was interning for Nanami Kento. He was a good artist, also. But for some reason, he was an adrenaline junkie for shit that didn’t even benefit him. 

Choso stopped in front of Y/N and felt Yuji crash into his backside at the sudden stop. “Let’s go, Y/N.” 

When Yuji saw Y/N, the once puppy dog look of sympathy went away as he smiled at her—waving and then looking at his brother with a knowing look. Y/N stands up to follow the brothers out of the police station and then that was when Choso erupted like a volcano that hasn’t blown lava in years. His fist was clenched tightly. 

“Tagging a building? Really Itadori?! You’re about to attend one of the best universities with one of the best art programs in Japan.” Choso points out. “You don’t need to do this. You have a good internship that pays you…I can’t keep bailing you out of every situation you put yourself into. Why are you doing this? Is it because of her?” 

Yuji’s jaw clenched at those last words. That pierced his skin so quickly that he didn’t even know how to react other than agitation from the night heat and the fact that Choso was completely embarrassing him in front of a girl he hadn't even seen before. Hell, Choso has introduced him to countless girls—all of them a complete blur to Yuji.

He ignored his brother's questions and his attention fell on Y/N, who awkwardly stood there while her eyes were darting between the two brothers. Yuji stepped towards her and extended his hand for her to shake, “I’m Yuji Itadori, his brother.”

Y/N shakes his hand, “Y/N. I think I’m going to head home now, it seems you two need to talk some things out.” She points out before her fingers ran through her braids. 

“I didn’t mean to intrude on you two—uh, date. So, I’m heading to Megumi’s. It was nice meeting you,” He flashes a grin before walking away before Choso can utter another word. 

Through a glare of frustration and anger, Choso watches his younger brother disappear in the bliss of night as he walked in the direction of his Megumi’s house. They’ll have this talk when they get a chance. He’ll dig him out of trouble again because that’s what a big brother does. While they tiptoe over the simple fact that their mother didn’t want anything to do with them—their relationship was always going to be at odds. 

“Shouldn’t you go after him?” Y/N questions as she steps forward to close the gap between herself and Choso. 

“Why should I? We’ll only yell at each other.” Choso pointed out. 

“You two should sit down and talk though.” She points out. “You shouldn’t go to sleep angry at someone you truly care about,” Y/N adds. 

Choso never thought about it that way. The two brothers spent so many nights having a screaming match that he didn’t notice they never actually talked to each other. There was a huge ass elephant in the room and neither one of them wanted to address it. 

He thumbs at his lip in deep thought before looking at her with a grin, “Are you hungry?” He asks just as his stomach grumbles in hunger. 

“Don’t try to change the subject—” Y/N words were interrupted by the sound of her stomach. Her cheek heats in embarrassment before finishing her comment, “It’s so late, where are we going to find food?” 

“You know, I’m so used to picking that brother of mine up from here. I found some hidden gems,” He extends his hand for her to take. “So, please let thee, Choso Kamo feed you.” 

Y/N laughs at his words and takes his hand. “Lead the way before I die of hunger.” She let him drag her down a couple of blocks until they are in front of this onigiri restaurant. 

Although it was around the time for nightclub stragglers to be tumbling out of clubs, the street food vendor had customers waiting in line for the savory food they sold. There were tables outside for people to enjoy their late-night snack under the Summer moonlight. As Choso grabbed some food, Y/N sat at one of the tables. 

“You finally brought a girl for me to meet, you little shit!” The owner of the shop Ren exclaimed as he leaned against the counter. 

“Do you have to yell that so loud? I don’t want to scare her away.” Choso dark colored eyes glance at Y/N at the table on her phone. “I actually like this one.” 

“When did you meet her?” Ren asked as he was fixing Choso his usual. 

“Not that long ago,” Choso admits and Ren stops mid-chop. “I mean, is that a bad thing to say? I just feel a real connection between us.” 

“You sure you’re not thinking with your dick and balls?” Ren bluntly admitted raising his eyebrows at the young man in front of him.

“I’m thinking with my brain, heart, and dick.” Choso proudly admits with some childish lovesick smile on his face. “This one is on the house, right?” His head motions to the plate of onigiri. 

“Of course,” Ren says while wiping his hands on the hand towel that was flung over his shoulder. “Oh yeah, that time when you and Noritoshi were drunk off your ass. You forgot your skateboard.” He walks around the counter to push the skateboard toward Choso. 

“I thought I lost this damn thing,” Choso responds. 

He had even brought a new board and all, but due to Noritoshi and his strict music-making schedule—he haven’t used it yet. With the food in one hand and skateboard under his arm, Choso made his way back to Y/N just in time for her to get off the phone. He had a suspicion that it was Utahime asking where Y/N was, but the look on Y/N’s face said the opposite. When she talked with Utahime, her face glowed with happiness. But this look was the complete opposite. It felt like a rainy cloud was suddenly hung over her head and when she saw Choso, her forced smile was like her putting an umbrella up so he wouldn’t get wet. 

“Everything okay?” Choso questioned as he sat down across from her after placing everything down. 

“Just my dad, being my dad,” Y/N explains before leaning forward. “I told myself, I was going to let him ruin my summer with his shenanigans.” She sighs.

“But he did.” Choso leans forward also, his elbows resting on the table. “And I don’t like that.” 

Y/N grabs one of the onigiri and takes a bite out of it. Her eyes enlarge and she moans at the taste before swallowing. “I now understand why it’s so many here at this place at this time.” 

“You’re changing the subject.” He points out while he picks up his share of the food. 

“Now you see how I felt earlier.” She says. “It’s just he’s so protective for no exact reason—well, correction for a reason that I’m not even aware of. But I think it’s connected to my mom.” 

“But didn’t you say your mom passed away,” Choso says. 

“She did when I was like a baby. Hardly got to meet the lady, but she somehow passed her dancing genes down to me.” She laughs and Choso couldn’t help but smile. “I’m not even sure how she passed, no one talks about it. I can’t even find an article about it.” 

“Not even Utahime?” Choso bites into his food. 

“I haven’t talked about it with her.” She shrugs her shoulders. “I just chalked it up as they’ll tell me when they think I’m ready. I don’t know, bringing it up when I suppose to be focusing on dance right now—isn’t a good idea.” 

“No distractions.” Choso points out with a shit-eating grin. 

“Yeah, no distractions.” She repeats making eye contact with the long-haired male in front of her.  “But on a lighter note, how come it’s only you and Noritoshi in your band?” 

“Because we haven’t found the right members,” Choso says. “We want a third member, preferably a bass player. Just haven’t found the right person that fits our vibe. But, Suguru has been helping us with that. We have a new employee starting at the record shop next week and he thinks they play bass guitar.”

“You think they’re any good?” Y/N asked him. 

Choso shrugged. “Suguru’s very picky on who he wants to work at his shop, so he must see something special in them.” 

“Speaking of him, he looks so familiar…” Her voice trails off as she tried to remember when she saw Geto’s face at. 

“Yeah, he was some famous rock artist until he adopted his manager’s daughters and decide that the rockstar life no longer is for him,” Choso explained. “He still has many people approaching him up to this day. But I think most know that he just wants to live a normal life again.” 

“That makes sense. Especially considering that he has the twins to raise now.” Y/N smiles. “That’s sweet of them, he wants them to have a normal life out of the spotlight.” 

Y/N eyes travel down to the skateboard next to Choso’s foot and she looks at him, “Is this the one you fell off of and broke your arm?” 

Choso glances at the board and then at her and nods, “Yup. Want to try it?” 

“For me to break a bone? No. Plus I don’t know shit about skateboarding.” She laughs before shaking her head. “Thanks, but no thanks.” 

“I’m not going to let my pretty little ballerina break some bones.” He pushes himself out of the seat and places the skateboard further out away from the table. “Come on, you trust me right?” 

“Despite us not knowing each other for that long…oddly enough, I do.” She stands out and stands in front of him.

The two of them were only inches apart, the space in between them was the single skateboard on the ground. The two made eye contact and Choso felt the tip of his ears grow hot and he knew they were as red as a ripe tomato. He wanted Y/N, he wanted Y/N so bad. 

“Oddly enough, I think I may have some fuckin’ crush on you.” 

Those words stung Choso’s tongue because he never actually did crushes, hell—he didn’t even bother to invest in a relationship. But here he was admitting to having some crush on a girl that he most likely won’t see after the summer was over. 

“And, you don’t have to respond to that now. But just know that if any guy catches your attention this summer. They’ll have to get through me and have major competition.” 

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[improbable-outset]

Saw that you’re open for requests and I looked through your writing prompts list sooo,,,

mayhaps Deimos/Dedmos with “i think i’m losing myself (again)” ? 😳

Of course. Here shawty, fresh out of the oven for you, a perfect blend of angst and fluff combined ! <3

𝐃𝐨𝐧’𝐭 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐦𝐞 𝐛𝐞 𝐠𝐨𝐧𝐞

Deimos x gn!Reader

Word count: 954

MadCom Masterlist | AO3

TW and CW: Brief mentions emotional breakdowns and anxiety and descriptions of death. Established relationships. Yes I know he has a rock jaw but let’s just pretend that he can still be vocal okay??

Summary: Being a wanted criminal and a trained mercenary, one will assume that you’ll have to hide your sensitive sides - or that’s what Deimos believes.

Most may believe that resurrecting someone from the dead is absurd. Outright preposterous. How can someone bring another back right after their life has been extinguished? But in Nevada, pretty much any sort of madness is possible. That includes resurrecting someone or even zombifying them.

However, as most people would assume that being alive again is a good thing, it doesn’t always end well - once you come back to life, you don’t really forget how you died.

With Deimos, he still remembers it vividly. He remembers how his vision was slowly blurring before blacking out as his consciousness slowly slipped away. They say the last sense to go while in the dying process is your hearing which was probably why he wasn’t focused on the sheer heat of his ripped flesh but rather on the high-pitched ringing in his ears right after the shotgun which went on even after his unresponsive state.

Despite his life being restored, he feels like he still hears the ringing in his ears. Perhaps he was just going mad but the sound makes the hair stand on its end. It feels like a reminder of his mortality. A countdown to his second death.

Even as he is just sitting here in your room, watching as you help with cleaning his equipment and oiling his gun, he feels dissociated from reality. He’s quieter than usual which was outlandish for someone like him. Though he does act on impulses, it is rare that he allows the raw emotions to get to him. Raw moments like the time he realised he was falling for you and couldn’t stop spilling about how amazing you are to Sanford or the night when he finally confessed his feelings to you.

He often masks the sensitive side with humour and jokes to avoid getting hurt or at least convince himself that he’s okay and everything else is fine just to keep things moving. Tonight that humorous side seems to be dimmed out so it was hard to hide it now.

“Alright, I think that’s the last of it,” your voice breaks him out of his trance, almost startling at the sudden sound.

“Huh? Alright cool,” he drones. His words almost came out slurry. You stare at him intensely, almost taken back by his small response. He doesn’t even realise how glum he just sounded.

“What’s going on with you?”

“What are you talking about?”

“Dei, you haven’t said a word since you came back. You’ve been quiet all night. What’s gotten into you?”

Of course you would sense something was up. Deimos never misses a beat when he finds the opportunity to say a witty remark. Whether it is a sly innuendo or a sadist comment. Either way, it’s never quiet with him.

“It’s hard to explain…”

“Well, we’ve got all night for you to explain and I’ll try and figure it out. I’m your partner Deimos, it's my job to make sure you’re okay,” your comment made his cheeks warm - he really admires your determination. But how exactly is he supposed to explain that the thing that was bothering him is his own death that has already happened once?

“Well… it’s been almost a year since I ‘died’. ” Deimos isn’t the best at reading people easily but right now he could almost see the gears turning in your head as you try to process what he just said - or just thinking that he’s out of his mind right now. He already feels like he’s drowning in an ocean. But watching your expression, he now feels like he’s sinking deeper and deeper. “I told you… you won’t get it-” he was ready to dispose of the whole situation and was hoping the rest of the night wasn’t going to turn out awkward.

“No no. I understand, believe me. You think I haven’t seen the outrageous experiments the agency has done?” Fair point. “I’m just a little taken back. You never told me this,”

“I wasn’t ready to tell you yet and I didn’t wanna make you uncomfortable,”

“Well, you’re alive now and hopefully it’ll stay like that for a while. That’s all that matters now, right?” you said sheepishly and gave a hopeful smile, trying to lift up the mood but Deimos’ mind is still in distress.

“Yeah, but sometimes I feel like I’m losing myself again. I can’t stop thinking about how I’m gonna die again. I know what to expect now and it’s pretty terrifying,” he grimaced at the memory again and the God-awful ringing that was in his ear.

“Sweet boy, come over here,” Deimos isn’t new to the nicknames you gave him but something about the way you said it now was making his heart stutter. He doesn’t have to move much since you’re already on your way toward him to envelope him in a warm embrace. “You always make sure that I feel safe, it’s only fair that I make sure that you feel the same too,” he already feels more secure with your arms wrapping around his form. You make him feel at home. “I know it’s hard to forget about death with all the killing on the battlefield, I can’t stop that. But I can try and make your life worthwhile, distract you from the awful thoughts.” You murmur in his neck, sending a tickling yet comforting vibration through him. He finds himself inhaling the smell of you and burying his face on your neck.

You both stayed like that for a while, Deimos can already feel the tension easing just a little. He pulls his face away to look at you. You were studying his face, eyes roaming around and trying to read him.

“Thank you, angel. Really appreciate it.”

Was this okay?? I tried my best and feedback is always appreciated!!

Last divider by @maysdigitalarts

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Chapter Seven

Pairing: ? x Reader

Warnings: None

Word Count: 1456

Author’s Note: I think I’m going to be slowing it down with the posts a little bit over these next few days. There’s a lot of requests still to come, but I don’t want to overwhelm all of you with content! Also, since this is the last post of January, the calendar in the Posting Info post will now be accurate!

“How are you feeling?” you asked.

Josh stopped looking in the mirror and turned to face you. “Nervous,” he laughed.

“Me too,” you smiled.

Josh had offered for you to come sit in his dressing room while he got ready for the show. You had gladly accepted, happy to not have to deal with your anxieties alone on the quiet tour bus. The morning had quickly taught you how hectic tour life can be.

“Do you have your security badge?” he asked.

“Yeah, it’s right here.” You held it up.

“Good. Don’t lose that.”

“I wasn’t planning on it. Not all of us get the luxury of security recognizing our faces at first glance.”

“I’m assuming you haven’t heard Tyler’s security story, then?”

“No?”

“Ask him sometime. You won’t regret it.”

“Noted.”

Josh leaned forward and messed with something on his face for a moment. You fiddled with your camera, triple checking all the settings.

“Did you get some good shots during soundcheck today?”

“Yeah, a lot of good ones! I’m so curious as to what the actual show is going to be like now,” you smiled.

“You’re going to love it. Tyler has such good stage presence.”

“Didn’t he mention that he likes climbing stuff?”

Josh laughed, “Yeah, he does when he has the opportunity. There will be plenty of chances for you to get photos of that.”

“And you too! You’re both in the band, you know.”

“Yeah,” he smiled nervously.

Josh walked across the room and grabbed the hoodie he needed. There was still five minutes until everyone had to get to their places, but it was obvious that he was growing more anxious by the second.

“Hey, you’re going to be fine, Josh.”

He turned to look at you, followed closely by the little smirk that he always seemed to do. You smiled, hoping that it would provide some reassurance. Sure, you two had only known each other a short time, but you liked to think that you had each other’s backs.

“I always get so nervous before the first show. What if I’ve forgotten all the songs?” he laughed nervously.

“Haven’t you and Tyler been practicing nonstop?”

“Yeah, but you never know,” he shrugged.

“You’re going to be fine. And if you get nervous, just look at me and I can give you a thumbs up or something.”

He laughed at that, “Thanks, Y/N/N.”

Your heart skipped a beat at the nickname that he and Tyler had come up with for you. It had happened when you and the rest of the tour crew were playing card games. Tyler had claimed that they should give you a nickname to make you feel more like a part of the tour crew. Thus, Y/N/N was born.

“Anytime.”

Tyler walked past the doorway, whistling to himself. Josh called after him, and a few moments later Tyler had joined the two of you.

“What’s up?” Tyler asked.

“You ready?”

“Ready as I’ll ever be,” he smiled.

“Hey, you two, get together,” you waved a hand at them.

Tyler walked over and threw an arm around Josh. It was going to be a nice photo until Josh made a face, prompting Tyler to do the same. You laughed as you took a quick picture.

“Thanks, guys.”

“Hey! Time to get moving!” someone called.

“That’s our cue,” Tyler said, pulling on a ski mask.

“A ski mask?” you asked.

“You’ll see,” Josh winked before pulling on his own.

You watched as the boys ran out of the room before you grabbed your things and headed your own way. It would be good for you to get a few test shots before the actual show started.

You were still in shock as you walked backstage, covered in red confetti, to find the boys after the show. That was hands down one of the best concerts that you had ever seen--photographer or not--and you were in awe that you had the opportunity to be on tour with them. Today was only the first show and you were anxious to see what they had in store for the rest of the tour.

The boys were in Tyler’s dressing room, having just changed into their normal clothes. They smiled as you walked into the room.

“What did you think?” Tyler grinned.

“That was phenomenal. I’m blown away.”

“You think so?” Josh asked.

“No doubt! I was so busy trying to take in everything that was happening that I nearly forgot to take photos,” you laughed.

“I can’t wait to see your photos,” Josh smiled. Tyler nodded in agreement.

“So, what now?”

Tyler was the one to answer, “Collect our things, lock up the bus, and hit the road.”

You nodded, “Let’s do it.”

The three of you gathered all the clothes and supplies from the dressing rooms and carried it back to the bus. Tyler and Josh immediately collapsed onto the couch, but you grabbed your laptop and started to import photos. The more work you did now, the less behind you would end up feeling later.

“Hey, Y/N/N,” Josh said.

“Yeah?”

“Why don’t you bring your laptop over here? We can look through the photos together.”

“Ok.”

You picked up all your things and waddled over to the couch, taking a place between Tyler and Josh. They each scooted in and looked over your shoulder as you begin to cycle through your photos, marking your favorites.

“I like that one,” Tyler said, pointing to one where Josh was doing a backflip off the piano.

“Yeah, that’s a good one,” you said.

Tyler eventually grew too tired to keep looking through photos, so he called it a night and headed off to his bunk. Josh stayed on the couch with you, saying that he wanted to keep you company for as long as he could. You were determined to finish editing at least a small handful of photos before you called it a night.

“How far are you?” Josh asked.

He had given up on trying to sit up straight and was now laying down at the end of the couch, eyes closed as he tightly clutched a pillow to his chest.

“Just started editing,” you answered.

He groaned and adjusted himself slightly.

“You can go to bed if you want, Josh. I’ll be fine on my own.”

“No, I’m staying here,” he said.

“If you insist.” You reached out and gave his calf a light pat.

He started snoring about five minutes later. You looked over at him all curled up on the couch, unable to stop yourself from staring. He looked so peaceful in his baggy t-shirt and basketball shorts, mouth hanging partially open. His hair was pressed flat against his head from the hat he had worn for most of the concert. You wondered how someone could look so effortlessly beautiful.

He stirred slightly, causing you to whip your head back around to your laptop. The last thing you wanted was to be caught staring at him. Thankfully, he only adjusted slightly and immediately went back to snoring.

By the time that you got halfway through the photos, your own eyelids were so heavy that you were having troubles focusing. Josh was still passed out on the couch next to you, and everyone else had long since gone to bed. You figured that was enough for the night and the rest of the photos could wait until the morning.

“Hey, Josh,” you said, nudging his leg.

“Huh?”

“It’s time to actually go to bed.”

“Did you finish the photos?”

“I finished all the ones that I wanted to get done, yeah.”

“Ok, let’s go.”

Josh slowly got up off the couch and walked to his bunk. You followed and got into your own, pulling the blanket up around you. All the pictures around you were a bit unsettling, but you were quickly getting used to them.

“Hey, Y/N,” Josh said from below you.

“What?” you whispered.

“Nice job today.”

A hand appeared just inside your bunk curtain. You gave him a quick fist bump.

“You too.”

“Goodnight.”

“Night.”

You closed your eyes and relived the concert as you began to fall asleep. That slowly turned into admiring how Josh had looked on stage. Then it became how cute he had looked as he was sleeping on the couch.

Your eyes shot open as the realization hit you. There was no denying it anymore, not after all the thoughts that had made their way through your mind that night. It didn’t take a genius to figure out that you had feelings for Josh. Strong feelings.

Now you just had to figure out what the hell you were going to do about it.

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[charmingjoseph]

JOSH

Everyone filed out after their small celebration, some teammates jokingly throwing insults, and some genuine. Josh wasn't really included in any of this. Everyone moved to a bar next door, and that's when the party truly began. A few beers were passed around, and everyone broke out into yelling. The bright haired boy didn't drink, nor did he want to. He sighed and put his head down. The bright lights became brighter as the world outside got darker.

Loud music pulsed through the club, and Josh felt everything move to the beat, including inanimate objects.

A random brunette came and sat next to him. He smelled of strong alcohol. "Hey, you look lonely as shit." He laughed. His laugh was deep, just like his voice.

Josh slowly sat up, scanning the boy. "Oh, uh, yeah, you could say that. This isn't really my scene." He said shyly.

"Well now you're a little less lonely. I'm Brendon. The second basemen." Brendon nodded his head slightly, and Josh smiled back at him.

"Salutations, Brendon. My name is Josh, pleasure to make your acquaintance." The boy said, and he realized his words were probably too complex for the intoxicated boy to understand, as he tilted his head and let out a small 'huh?'

"Nice to meet you." Josh rephrased, and Brendon nodded in sudden understanding. The two had basic small talk, and he didn't think Brendon could comprehend half of it, because he looked beyond lost in his own world.

Another brunette, much smaller than Brendon came over. He looked at Josh, making a face of slight disgust and he began trying to pull Brendon away, who was mumbling something about... sheep. Josh suddenly became angry. He was talking to Brendon, what was so important to the point where Tyler needed to pull him away?

"Come on, Bren. We don't talk with people like him." Tyler said to Brendon as if he was his child. Josh overheard, and snarled slightly.

"People like what, exactly?" He asked, staying calmer than he wanted to be. Tyler realized he heard him, and Josh swore he saw him flush in either awkwardness, embarrassment, intimidation, or all of the above.

"The competition." Tyler said simply.

"You sound like a homophobic mother trying to pull her son away from getting 'contaminated.' We were having a conversation that he's too out of to comprehend." Josh stood up, but he quickly realized Tyler was practically towering over him.

"Listen here, Pipsqueak. I'm not down for him to have you as a friend, then feel sympathy for you when we absolutely destroy you at championships." Tyler snarled, standing over him.

Josh was about to say something, but nothing came out. He was tomato red, and Tyler pulled Brendon away.

What a great celebration.

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TYLER

Okay, he felt terrible for that. The way the Josh's eyes crinkled in anger, the way he spat his words until Josh felt reduced for nothing. Perhaps he used his anger from Jenna skipping out on him on Josh. He ran a hand through his hair. He sat Brendon next to his teammates, and then went on a hunt for the boy.

He found the boy, sitting outside. Josh couldn't see him, so he watched him for a few moments.

The boy sat on the concrete, the cold breeze blowing through his hair. The stars shined like crystals, shining down on him like a spotlight of his own.

Oddly enough, he looked beautiful.

No. That's crazy. Tyler was straight. He had a girlfriend that he loved more than anything. Completely straight, he liked boys.

GIRLS-- he liked... girls. Only girls.

Tyler went and sat next to Josh, who just stared at him for a few moments. "I'm-- I'm sorry for that. It's been a rough day, and you didn't deserve to be lashed out on." He said quickly. Josh held a smile on his face a few moments after.

"Hey, don't worry about it. I completely understand. It's been a difficult day for me too." Josh said, looking down.

"Okay. Well-- I uh-- just wanted to say if you want to talk to Brendon, that's completely fine. Just be careful with him, he's... something else when he's drunk." Tyler chuckled, and so did Josh.

"Actually, I think we should talk." Josh said, looking at him with these dark eyes that made Tyler's heart melt.

Then his phone went off.

Damn.

"I should probably take this." Tyler said, and Josh nodded slowly, looking back down. Then the brunette was off, checking his screen. It was Jenna.

"Hey baby! What's up?" Tyler said, and then he heard anything but what he wanted to.

Moans, coming from the other line. Jenna's moans. At first he thought it as her being a tease to him, then he heard another guy.

His heart broke.

Tears fell onto the screen as he quickly hung up. She must've dialed him accidentally while in the process of... that.

He stormed out back to Josh. He held back tears as he said,

"J-Josh? Can you g-give me a ride home?" Tyler's voice cracked and he involuntarily stuttered. He saw Josh flash a face of concern before nodding quickly, grabbing his car keys out of his back pocket. He waved Tyler to follow him before setting off.

The street lights made the street dim instead of dark, yet it still looked terrifying.

Tyler had always been afraid of the dark. Ever since he was a child, it's always been something that terrified him. He hesitated to go down the street, and Josh quickly noticed.

"Nothin' to be scared of." Josh said, and then he grabbed Tyler's hand. Tyler felt his cheeks involuntarily heat up, but he stayed slightly behind Josh, their hands still connected.

They soon made it to Josh's car, which looked rusty and beaten down. It didn't exactly look to the point of spontaneous combustion yet, but it definitely wasn't in the best shape either.

Josh pulled his hand back, and Tyler quickly retracted his too. The brunette was waved to the passenger seat by the other male, and he sat down, staring blankly out of the window. He didn't look anywhere else until he felt the cat begin to move. Tyler quickly told him the address of the apartment.

The entire ride was comfortable silence. Tyler appreciated how Josh didn't pry about why he was crying. He was simply being a good... a good friend.

They soon made it to an apartment complex, and Tyler went to get out, before turning back. "Hey, Josh?"

"Yeah?"

"Thanks."

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[offbrandqueer]

I just published "Dating Tyler (Shcied) Would Include" of my story "Great Big Book of Imagines". https://my.w.tt/UiNb/x5lmC7baSI

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[princess-butters]

It's been a while

Boy, it sure has been a while since I've last posted on here and honestly I've missed it. I honestly may do what every tøp page on here does and actually do one shots, probably a few smut and fluff one requests if you guys want some and yeah, but we'll just see how it goes and take it slow

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[another-black-parade-killjo-blog]

I just published "Heaven Help Us - mikey way - part 1" of my story "emo/alternative band imagines and preferences". http://my.w.tt/UiNb/fQMnGeLk0F

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[superteenwolftrash]

Surprise/Josh Dun Fluff

Most of these are taken from my Wattpad account! (Twtrash01)

Send me requests for the following Fandoms: Teenwolf, Vampire Diaries, Dolantwins, OUAT(Peter Pan, Robbie Kay, Supernatural, Suicide Squad, The 100. Basically I’ll write for any fandom. I’ll write non-smut as well. Be specific in what you want! *I DON’T OWN ANY GIFS*

Request:  Hello! ♡ So, this might not fall within the range of your usual repertoire of requests, but I was wondering if you would be willing to write up a cute Josh Dun imagine where he and the reader have a cozy rainy day in together? I'd appreciate it a bunch! x

"It's raining." I said with a sigh, closing the curtains to Josh's and I apartment. I dramatically threw myself down on the couch where Josh was sitting. Josh let out a laugh as my head landed in his lap. "Babe it's seriously fine." He chuckled, running his fingers through my hair. "California is supposed to be sunny. Ohio is where you get all this dreary weather." I said looking up at Josh, who had an amused smile on his face. "What can I say? Dreary weather seems to follow me." He said leaning down, pressing a quick kiss to my before. "But we can still make a day out of it. Order some food watch some movies?" Josh suggested. He had just gotten home from tour and I missed him terribly. Of course I'd love to spend the day in with him. "Yeah?" He asked, "Yeah!" I said with a smile as I sat up. "I have a surprise for you anyway." I said hesitantly, "A surprise really? You have me intrigued." Josh said, I sat up and he leaned forward, resting his elbows on his knees. "But you'll have to wait to find out." I said teasingly as I stood up and when into the kitchen to make some tea. "Pick out a movie you want to watch, okay?" I shouted from the kitchen. I took a deep breath, as I paced back and forth in front of the island that was holding my tea. "You can do this." I whispered to myself, before mustering up the courage to go back into the living room. Josh was sitting on the couch, the movie on the tv paused. He was probably waiting for me, I sat down next to him and he wrapped him arm around my shoulder, pulling me closer to him. The smell of his freshly dyed hair invading my nose, I didn't mind. I was just glad to have him there with me, after a few movies we both decided that we were hungry and we postmated chipotle. After we ate the day was basically done with and Josh and I were just laying on our bed. Talking about everything that popped into our heads, although my mind was pretty scattered. I quickly sat up, "You ready for your surprise?" I asked nervously, "That depends." Josh chuckle as he sat up. "Prepare yourself." I said looking over my shoulder at him, "You're freaking me out a bit. Are you okay?" He asked me, concern laced in his voice. I didn't answer I just leaned down and reached under the bed, pulling out the small box covered in wrapping paper. I turn to face a confused Josh, "We can talk after. Just open it." I say with a small, handing him the box. "Alright." Josh said clearing his throat. "You really didn't have to get me anything." He said with a smile as he looked up at me, ripping off the wrapping paper. One he lifted the lid from the box his mouth dropped, "It isn't really for you..." I said quietly. His wide eyes met mine, his mouth was agape. "Really?" He said, I chewed my bottom lip nervously as I nodded. He held up the tiny twenty one pilot onesie as if he was examining it. "Oh my god." He whispered, his eyes moved back to mine. "We're pregnant!" He said, his eyes laughing up, the most beautiful smile I'd ever seen gracing his face. "I love you so much." He said dropped the onesie, cupping my face and pressing his lips to mine.

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[twentyonesmoljoshlers-blog]

drunk nights (a joshler fic brought to you by the sin twins™)

Josh went home with the boy he just met, not knowing what he got himself into. This was probably one of the most horrifying nights he ever had.. but then another new person stepped into his life, showing him that not everyone just sees the bad in other people.

rating: okay (warning: contains sexual abuse)

wordcount: 4023

a collab with @fanficsandideas

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Josh stepped out of the shower and wrapped a towel around his waist. As Josh likes really hot showers, his mirror was totally steamed up. He reached out to it with his hand, wiping it clean with his palm. He opened the drawer underneath his sink looking for his hairdryer, which was buried underneath a shit ton of cosmetic products from his roommate Liz. He quickly dried his hair and stepped out of the bathroom. He shivered as he entered the hall. "Shit, I left the windows open again. No wonder I'm freezing like what not." He walked back to his room, digging his fingers into the towel so it wouldn't fall off. The yellow-haired guy already picked out his clothes earlier that night so he just had to slip them on. He turned around on his heels, watching himself in a full body mirror hanging on the wall. He was wearing a pair of black skinny jeans with a white tank, vans on his feet to complete the look. Liz was sneaking her way to his room and entered without knocking the door. "You look great, what jacket are you gonna wear?" Her compliment made Josh smile all over his face. "Thanks, I thought about just a casual one, probably the denim jacket I bought at the mall last week." Liz picked it from his clothing rack and helped him put it on. "Daaamn, I can tell the boys will be after you! Super cool!", this made Josh smile again. "Alright, guess I gotta go. See ya tomorrow." He gave her a quick hug before checking his pockets for his stuff and leaving the apartment. The club he chose was just around the corner. The security at the door already knew him, so no need for Josh to pull out his ID or anything. "I see, you again. Alone this time?", the man said. "Yeah, just really down for a good party, ya know?" They both laughed at this and Josh made his way through a knot of people standing at the entrance. It was already 2am, so the place was quiet crowded. He first went to the dancefloor because the DJ was playing one of his favourite tracks. He didn't know the name. That's the thing with electronic music, there's mostly no singing in it - just like classic - so it's hard to find out the name of it. Josh quickly found the rhythm of the beat, showing off his moves. He just knew he's a good dancer. After a few minutes someone joined him. It wasn't the scene you see in normal clubs. This was underground, no small groups standing in a circle shaking their hips to the latest charts. Underground means dark basements, loud techno music with a bass so strong, you can feel it through your whole body. Everyone is facing the DJ, it's like moths, all wanting to go near a strong light. That's the way Josh explains it, but he always pleads that you'll have to experience it for yourself, otherwise you won't understand what this is about. The guy was standing next to him, pounding his feet on the floor to the beat. Josh just glanced at him, then focused back on the DJ. He felt a hand on his shoulder and turned to the boy, just starring at him. He hated when someone broke his flow. "Hey, wanna go out for a cig?" Josh doesn't smoke but he just nodded, the guy was somehow fluttering him. He followed him outside. "I'm Brendon by the way.", he handed Josh a cigarette, "you smoke?" Josh shook his head. "Nice to meet you, I'm Josh, Josh who doesn't smoke tho." Brandon put the cig away, lighting his own after that. "No problem tho, I wish I would've never started doing it. You alone here?" Josh was mesmerized by his brown eyes. "Uhh, yeah. I sometimes go downtown on my own. I always meet new people here. Just like we just met." The brown-haired guy nodded his head in agreement. "Same, also came here alone tonight." He flicked his cig away. "Wanna grab some drinks and head back to the dancefloor?" "Sounds good.", Josh replied. Brendon ordered a water for his self, Josh went with a beer. There was a reason why his eyes mesmerized him, also there was a reason why he only drinks water and needed some fresh air - Drugs. Most people here take drugs, it's kind of a normal thing here. Josh never even thought about tripping on something, alcohol was enough to get him in the mood. He drank his beer in almost one go, leaving the empty bootle on the counter. "Wanna dance?" He gestured Brendon to the dancefloor. Josh checked his phone - 3:36am. Both of them danced, getting lost in sound. Josh was back in his own world, minding his own business. He already felt a bit drunk but it was just enough to keep him going. The taller boy placed one hand on Josh's ass, causing him to flinch. He peeked at Brendon, acting like he didn't notice what just happened, which made the other boy reach for Josh's hand, squeezing it. Josh turned to him, looking baffled. "I know you're not straight, the way you almost stared at me outside, you betrayed yourself there." Josh swallowed hard. "Yeah, you're right tho..", Josh paused and wiped his face before continuing, "so, what are you up to?" The brown-haired boy smirked. "We could go to my place, ya know. Have some fun together. I mean if you want to." Josh didn't think. He agreed. "Great, ready to go?" Josh followed him outside, he could feel the security's eyes on his back. "I already got us an uber." Josh nodded. He was cold. His clothes were soaked from his sweat and the night air wasn't making it any better. Their drive home showed up and they climbed in the backseat. "We'll be there in 5 minutes, we could've walked but it's cold so yeah." Josh almost told the other boy that his home wasn't even 2 minutes away from the club but he thought it'd be better to keep this a secret. No one talked during the car ride which made Josh uncomfortable. "Alright guys, reached your destination." Josh got out of the car, Brendon paid, leaving a big tip for the driver. "Have fun.", he heard him say before the door slammed. "Just don't be too loud, guess my roommate is asleep, don't want to wake him." Josh nodded and almost tiptoed after Brendon into his room. Without saying a word, Brendon lifted Josh up and let him fall down on the bed. Not really careful of him, I hit my ankle on the corner. - Josh thought. "Get out of your clothes, you can leave your shirt on if you want to.", Brendon had a sharp undertone in his voice. Josh slowly started to unbotton/unzip his jeans before stripping down his clothes. He was still lying down, watching the other boy almost ripping his shirt off. "Get on your knees you little cockslut." Josh's eyes widened at this, but he followed the instructions without hesitating. Brendon was already hard. "C'mon, you want this." Brendon grabbed Josh's head, mostly dragging it to his dick. "Open up, I wanna fuck your mouth." Josh was totally out of his comfort zone, he didn't know what to do. He opened his mouth, licking the top of Brendon's dick. The other boy was falling apart above him. He pressed his head down, causing Josh to choke, gasping for air. His head felt dizzy. Don't vomit, don't vomit, don't fucking vomit - Josh thought. His gagging just amused Brendon, but eventually he decided to let go of Josh's head. As soon as he was in control of his head again, he threw it back. His neck was audibly creaking. He took some short breaths, before inhaling so deep that his lungs hurt. Wham. The room went silent. Did he just slap me? Josh was on the wage of tears. "Who said you could fucking stop? Go BACK to WORK, NOW.", Brendon yelled. Josh was scared, doing what he was told. Tears formed in his inner eye corner, running down his cheeks one after another, but he continued what he was doing. "Alright, enough." Brendon grabbed Josh by his hair, pulling him off the floor and literally throwing him onto the bed. "Turn around, lemme see your hole. Bet you're ready for me." Josh laid down on his stomach, adjusting himself a little because he painfully laid on his own cock - which wasn't hard at all, not even near to getting hard. He didn't have much to be happy about, but the second Josh adjusted himself, Brendon slammed into him. Josh let out a small whimper. Brendon started himself painfully fast. "You dirty little cumdump. Shut up," Brendon said in a sharp tone. It took every inch of Josh not to scream in pain. Brendon grabbed the boy's highlighter-like hair and pulled on it tightly. Brendon literally started slamming into Josh, over and over again. As the taller guy let go of his head, Josh's chin smacked down on his upper chest, making it hard for him to breathe. Suddenly he felt a sharp pain on his back. Brendon was clawing his nails into the yellow-haired boy's skin. Scratching them up and down, over and over again, ripping deep red marks down his spine. He let out another whimper, tears were streaming down his cheeks. Brendon slowed down and smacked Josh's ass. "Slut." He whispers, and picks his speed back up. Brendon comes quickly, leaving Josh a total mess underneath him. He then pulls out and slowly goes down to Josh's cock. He kisses on the tip, giving Josh the chills. Brendon opens his mouth, leaving hot breaths on Josh's cock. He licks the base and sucks on the shaft. Josh let out a moan - which didn't mean he was pleased with the situation. Brendon quickly removed his mouth. "Hush, cumdump." Brendon said sourly, then put's Josh's cock in his mouth. He licks and sucks gingerly. Josh leaves deep scratches on Brendon's shoulders. "Bren-" Hey chokes out and comes. Brendon swallows and slides into the open spot of the bed. His finger traces up Josh's toned abs, and reaches his chin. "Just go to sleep. I'll be at work tomorrow." Brendon told him, pulling his hand back and drifting to sleep. Josh wasn't moving, he was scared. He cried without making any noise, totally exhausted. I want to die. I just want to die. Josh was overstrained, he felt used. Some time passed and Josh also drifted into a deep slumber.

Josh slowly woke up. He was naked, legs hanging off the bed. As he opened his eyes he noticed he didn't have a pillow, neither a blanket. The air was thick, you could've cut through it. Josh stroke his own arm, realising he was covered in what seemed like dried sweat and cum - and tears. He felt disgusting. He was struggling to get up. Thank god, Brendon wasn't there. He checked if he left any message. A small piece of paper was laying on the other side of the mattress. "I'm at work, won't be home 'til evening. Take your time leaving. - Brendon", Josh read. He let out a sigh, happy that his betrayer wasn't anywhere near him. He almost fell as he tried to get back up on his feet. He searched the room for his boxers and slipped them on. His head hurt, his lower body felt like someone just set it on fire, also he felt dizzy, really dizzy. He twisted his ankle as he stepped into the hallway. At this point, a lump formed inside his throat. I'm not going to cry, I won't. He mostly fell his way to the living room. His hand slipped as he tried to make hold of the doorframe, slamming his elbow against the wall. He couldn't take it anymore. He took two steps forward before breaking down. Tears were uncontrollably leaving his eyes, you could hear them hit the floor. Josh was sobbing, which turned into bawling within seconds. He was screaming at the top of his lungs. "I WANNA DIE, W-WHAT HAPPENED TO ME. I'M SUCH A DUMBASS." You couldn't really understand what he was yelling through his crying. He heard footsteps, someone was running up to him. "NO, NO. L-LEAVE ME ALONE PLEASE DON'T DO THIS TO ME AGAIN. I BEG YOU DON'T WRECK ME AGAIN." Josh totally collapsed.

Someone kneeled down next to him. "Shhh, it's okay. I'm not Brendon. Don't worry. I won't hurt you. Promise." Josh totally forgot about the roommate he was told about. "I-is it okay if I help you get up? Guess the floor isn't comfortable." Josh nodded. Brendon's roommate shuffled his hands under Josh's armpits and pulled him off the floor. The yellow-haired boy was shaking, his body was trembling. "Shhhh. I got you." The thin boy gathered all his strength and lifted Josh up into his arms. He walked up to the couch, slowly letting Josh down. "Is it okay if I sit next to you?" Josh cried out again, but the other boy still took this as an okay. "I'm Tyler .. and you're Josh, right? Well, I heard your name last night." Josh finally lifted his head up, looking straight into Tyler's eyes. "H-hey Tyler. T-t-thanks for helping m-me.", Josh muttered before he started to cry again. Tyler stopped asking questions, he could tell Josh wasn't able to actually talk. He carefully lifted Josh into his lap, arms wrapped around him. Tyler expected him to fight against it, but that didn't happen. Instead he felt the other boys arms around his waist just seconds later. Tyler gently rubbed Josh's back. "You don't have to talk about it. Brendon already made a scene out of it before he went to work. Also I heard all the disgusting and inappropriate things he said to you tonight. I couldn't get back to sleep after witnessing all of this. I waited for you to wake up, I needed to make sure you weren't left alone after this." He nuzzled his cheek at his cheek, noticing how sticky yet wet Josh's face was. "Hope it's okay for you to be held like this." Josh nodded. He was still whimpering, but the bawling and screaming stopped. Josh pressed his body against Tyler's, getting as near as possible to him. "You wanna drink something? Your voice sounds husky." "That'd be nice, I d-don't care what it is.", Josh said. "Okay, I'll be right back. The kitchen is over there, you will still see me. I'm still here." Tyler crawled out under Josh, patting his shoulder before leaving to the kitchen. He grabbed two glasses off the counter and filled them up with water. He walked back to Josh. "If you want to, I can help you. You're still shaking." Josh didn't say a word, he just looked back at Ty. He sat down next to him, one glass still in his hand. He slowly lead the glass to Josh's mouth, placing its edge on his lips. Still being totally careful, he lifted it so Josh could take a sip. He had a hard time swallowing his drink, he cringed after every sip he took. Josh tilted his head back, a sign that he had enough. A quiet thanks left his mouth. Some water was running down his chin, Tyler quickly wiped it down with his finger. "C-can we lay down? I don't feel good." Tyler settled himself down on the couch, gesturing for Josh to get into his arms, which he did. He started to sob again. "It's okay, you can cry as much as you need. I will stay here with you. I won't leave your side.", Tyler murmured into Josh's ear. Every inch of Josh's body was shivering. "Are you cold? Wait, I'll tuck you in." The boy reached out for a blanket and covered both of them with it, making sure Josh was completely underneath it. Josh adjusted his head so that it fitted right into the hollow of Ty's collarbones. "I'm so weak, I'll probably fall back asleep.", Josh mumbled, eyes already shut. "It doesn't matter, it's important that you get some rest. I'll be still here when you wake up, right next to you." Josh curled up against Tyler who squeezed his arms tighter around Josh in response. Tyler could feel his breaths on his collarbone, noticing they got longer and slower. Josh was slowly drifting away, peacefully falling back asleep. Tyler stroke his back to soothe him just a little bit more. He waited a few minutes before checking if he actually slept. "Josh?", he whispered. No answer. Hopefully he won't have a nightmare. I want him to be at peace. I just want him to be safe. - Tyler thought, before drifting away as well. Snuggled up against the boy he slowly started to fall in love with. The boy who would later become his kryptonite.

"CUMDUMP, I'M NOTHING MORE THAN A SLUT." Josh was screaming in his sleep. Tyler startled. "Josh, wake up. Wake up!", he tried to wake him but it didn't help. "Josh you seriously need to wake up, it's a nightmare!" Tyler was almost shouting at him now. The other boys body was trembling in his arms, it felt like he was having a seizure. Ty started to sob. "Josh, please please please wake up. My heart is aching at your state. Baby, please wake up." He just said what? Did I really say baby? Tyler shook his head in disbelieve. He noticed that he, too, was in tears. He stroke his fingers through the bright yellow hair, planting kisses on his forehead. He was begging for him to open his eyes. Finally, Josh did. Tyler tightened his arms around him. "It's okay, it's okay", Tyler was whimpering, "I'm here. Dear God, Josh. I was so scared. Look at me, please please look at me." Josh lifted his head so Tyler could look directly into his mocha eyes. "W-what happened?", his voice was so hoarse you could barely understand what he said. "You had a nightmare, it took me a while to wake you." Josh let his head sink onto Tyler's chest. "I'm so sorry, Ty. I feel like a human wreck." Tyler nodded at this, totally understanding. "Josh, can I ask you something?" This made him look back up. "Uhh, sure?", his voice was shaking. "You seem like you could need a shower, a warm bath would be even better. I mean, just so you could sit down. Standing for too long might be exhausting. Ehhrm, if you want to." Josh took a moment to think about it before opening his mouth. "W-would it be too much if I asked you for help?" Tyler blushed really hard. "I-I may help you." The thin boy got up and stood in front of Josh, reaching out with his hands so he could support him. "Okay, give me your hands, I'll help you. Take it easy." Josh laced fingers with Tyler's, slowly getting up. "You alright?", Ty said. Josh nodded. "Okay, just follow me." It took them a while to reach the bathroom but they made it without Josh collapsing again. Tyler opened the door and patted a stool standing in the corner. "You wanna sit here until the tub is filled?" Ty was still worried. "Yeah, thanks." Josh placed one hand on a towel rack for more support before sitting down. The other boy turned on the water, checking its temperature. "Uhh, I hope hot water is okay." Josh watched him before answering: "I like hot showers and such." Tyler nodded. He turned on the heater, placing a huge towel on top of it. They were in silence for one, maybe two minutes. "Guess you can already get in." He helped Josh to get over to the tub. "Uhm, you have to take your boxers off.", Tyler giggled. "Oh, damn you're right, I'll just--." Josh almost fell as he tried to strip his briefs down. "Heh, I'll see you naked anyways. You mind?" Josh shook his head. Tyler slowly pulled down Josh's underwear, always checking if it still was okay for him. "Alright, I'll help you." Josh had struggle raising his legs over the tub's edge but eventually he made it. He sat down in the warm water, which quickly made him feel a little better. "You wanna be alone? I can leave the door open a crack." Josh shook his head. "Can you stay here? I'm afraid I might faint." Tyler raised a brow at this, but sat down next to the tub. Josh settled down and closed his eyes, his hands were resting on his legs. "Take your time, it's only 1 pm, this asshole won't be home until 9." Josh nodded. "I slowly remember what exactly happened. Also, the pain I'm in speaks for itself", he started to stutter, "h-he didn't care if I was ready, he just .. just slammed his dick inside me. A-also I'm usually not a bottom. This is the first time ever that someone abused me. Like, I mean seriously abused me. I wanted him to stop but he didn't care. All he cared about was that he was having fun." Tyler didn't think, he reached out for Josh's hands, lacing their fingers together, stroking the back of Josh hands with his thumb. "I know, I heard what he said to you." Other than you may expect Josh squeezed Tyler's hand in response. "I'll help you with your back", Tyler said and reached out for a washcloth. Josh bent forward for easier access. The brown-haired boy was terrified as he saw what Brendon left on the other's back. Deep red marks, this weren't just scratches anymore, they looked like cuts. Tyler was tongue-tied. He laid one hand down on Josh's shoulder, wetting the cloth with his other. He brought the cloth back up, squeezing it. The water was running down Josh's spine. As soon as the water made contact with one of his wounds, he winced in pain. "Ouch, ouuuch. Ty, what is it? It burns like hell." Tyler swallowed hard. "Believe me, you don't want to see this. Clench your teeth for a sec. These need to be clean, guess you don't want them to become infected." Josh shook his head, closed his eyes and clenched his teeth, he could feel the pressure through his whole jaw. Tyler repeated the process one more time before letting go of him. "Sorry, didn't want to hurt you." - "It's alright, I mean this isn't your fault." Tyler proceeded to help the other boy clean himself, then helped him out of the tub. He quickly grabbed the towel, wrapping Josh in it. "I'll be right back, I got some clean clothes for you." Ty left the room, dashing to his room. He picked a pair of sweatpants and a shirt, then returned. "Hope this will fit you." Josh already dried hisself. He slipped on what Ty brought him. "You look good in my stuff tho.", Tyler laughed. "Thanks man." They left the bathroom, making their way back into the living room. "Soo, you wanna do something together? We could play video games." Josh's eyes lightened up at this idea and he shook his head in excitement. "Knew you were done for this." They sat back down on the sofa, Tyler set up his Wii, handing Josh a controller. "Hope Mario Kart is okay for you." "Totally, I love it.", Josh responded in a happy tone. They played a few games together. "Would you mind staying the night? I mean with me, not with Brendon. He doesn't deserve you." Josh looked back at his new friend. "No, wouldn't mind. I'd love to stay over, here with you." They both nodded at each other before concentrating back on the game.

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[ao3feed-namkook]

MEOW

read it on the AO3 at http://bit.ly/2WKgIpC

by peachesnbri

Where BTS come across a rare cute cat hybrid prancing around with fishnets, bright red hair, smiling showing off his bunny teeth, in a crowd at a Twenty One Pilots concert, and they want him, but will he be easy or want to play games first?

Or

say hi to supper sassy Jungkookie with his mind games tapping into his hyung's dark side because they want him but he won't let them, not so easily anyways.

Words: 1443, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: 방탄소년단 | Bangtan Boys | BTS

Rating: Not Rated

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: F/F, M/M

Characters: Jeon Jungkook, Kim Taehyung | V, Park Jimin (BTS), Kim Namjoon | RM, Jung Hoseok | J-Hope, Min Yoongi | Suga, Kim Seokjin | Jin, Kim Yugyeom, Lalisa Manoban | Lisa, Park Chaeyoung | Rosé, Kim Jisoo (BLACKPINK), Kunpimook Bhuwakul | BamBam

Relationships: Jeon Jungkook/Min Yoongi | Suga, Jeon Jungkook/Kim Taehyung | V, Jeon Jungkook/Park Jimin, Jeon Jungkook/Kim Seokjin | Jin, Jeon Jungkook/Kim Namjoon | RM, Jeon Jungkook/Jung Hoseok | J-Hope, Jeon Jungkook/Everyone, Jeon Jungkook/Kim Yugyeom

Additional Tags: Hybrid Jungkook, Bottom Jungkook, top bts, jkxBTS, Not OT7, Smut, NSFW, taekook, jikook - Freeform, yoonkook, hopekook, namkook, jinkook - Freeform, yugkook, Fluff, Angst, Concerts, TwentyOnePilots yo, Alternative grunge, Fishnets, Crossdressing Kookie, Sassy Kookie, Bratty Kookie, Dom BTS, Dark Past, cursing, Violence, Trigger Warnings!, Side Yugkook, Idk What This Story Will Be, It'll be short kinda, More light-hearted n funny n smutty, much smut, angsty, Happy Ending tho, jungkook is a baby boy, Possessive Hyungss, Yandere hyungs?, who knows - Freeform, This will be a fun ride yeet

read it on the AO3 at http://bit.ly/2WKgIpC

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[saltynemo]

Break-Up

WHATADO Everybody its your boi Nemo back at it again with another fanfic. Noq today I'm gonna disappoint you and leave you with a cliff hanger. I made a Brendon Urie fluff awhile ago but life has been busy lately. Btw, small angst at the end (I'm Jena from the future: excuse writing errors and shit cause this is one of my first stories)

Summery: Y/n decides to fly out to Brendon to comfort him about the Break-Up he has recently went through. This gives him and Y/n quality time together and things start to spark, but not in the way you think

Type: Fluff/Angst

Warnings: Cussing, Small angst at end, Fluff, I think that's about it

Requested?: Kind of, Yea

Word Count: 3.4k (3,478 words)

PT.2

Now without further ado, P-P-P-P-PLAY IT

I have been friends with Brendon since 2nd grade. We do everything together! His family adores me and its like im Brendons sister. I was there with Brendon when he had his first Flirting experiance. I was there with him when he had his first Break-Up. I am almost always there for him and there is nothing separating us. Mostly, the only time were apart is when hes on tour or I have things to do. But this time, he is touring and playing his usual gigs and I decided not to tag along with him. I didnt decide to go this time because of his girlfriend, Audrey. She has always been such a snob to me and I just never liked her. The number one reason I didnt like her is because she abuses Brendon. Its just that Brendon loves her too much to even notice! I try to tell him, but he just keeps telling me the same thing over and over again, "Shes just annoying me with her love and affection" And I keep replying with the same answer over and over again, "Shes abusing you and your money!" After a while, I gave up...Brendon loved her and Audrey didnt so much love him.

I woke up to the sound of a vibration next to my head. I lazily turn over and answer my phone in a groggy voice, "Hello..?" I heard sobbing on the other line, and I could tell it was Brendons. "Brendon, are you ok? What happened? Its..3 am" "S-he bro-ke up wi-th me.." Brendon stuttered. He was histerical. I tried to calm him down by telling him im here for him and such, but most of it didnt work. "Damn, i wish I could be there to give you a hug! You sound horrible" I say, on the verge of tears myself. "Y-yeah i wish too. Why d-o i d-do this to myself?! Am i t-too nice?" Brendon sobs. I tell him that hes too caring for some of these woman and to take a break. We talk back and forth about what happened and how we can resolve it. "Its 3 am Y/n..ill let you go. Ill just cry myself to sleep.." Brendon sniffled. We both say goodnight and I dial Josh's number. "Hey Josh?" "Yea, Y/n?" "Did you hear from Brendon yet..? Im kind of worried for him" I ask, pacing around my room. "Yea, i heard him talking on the phone with someone about his ex. Was that you?" Josh replies. "Yea, that was me. Also, how do you know he broke up with Audrey?" "Oh yea! I went on tour with him, just to tag along. Since im still on my haitus I thought i would give him some company" He says. "How long have they been broken up? Did it just happen?" I say, raising my voice a little. Josh starts to tell me the long story of how Brendon and Audrey broke up. It was pretty violent from my perspective. I hear sobbing in the backround as Josh went on with his story. "Wait, im gonna go outside..i feel like im destroying Brendon by telling you the story" Josh says, moving away from Brendons hysterical voice. "Brendons pretty..heart broken. Like is there any way you can calm him down? Your the only person I know who is that close to Brendon" "I tried! But i dont think I can do it over the phone, you know what I mean" I reply, leaning my head on my hand. "Is there any way you can like..come down here?" Josh asks. I can hear him pacing around outside. "I dont have the money ya know..im living in an apartment" I say, laughing a little bit. Josh chuckles but cuts out his laugh mid way. "I can PayPal your flight! Like-please come over here? Brendons destroyed..do it for him" "Ugh! Fine..Ill have to order the Tickets right now then. Send me your PayPal info and ill get packed" I sigh. "Sweet, Y/n!! I knew you would do it" "But ill need a ride..Can you do it?" "I dont think so..ill ask Tyler or Patrick. Both of them love you so it wont be a problem" He replies. I lay back on my bed, phone still next to my ear, "Welp, ok! Cya then. And dont tell Brendon about this..I want it to be a suprise" I say, smiling uncontrollably. "You gotcha. Cya then" Josh says. I could tell him winked by his tone. We said our goodbyes and I put my phone down. I sighed very loudly, almost thinking my neighbors could hear me. I sit back up and limp over to my Computer

Josh sent me his PayPal info and I bought the plane tickets. The plane was scheduled to leave at 3:00 pm tommorow. I closed my laptop and jogged over to my closet, packing up so I wont have to do it later. I didnt think much on what I should bring, but I threw in a couple outfits, toothbrush, hairbrush, and some headphones all into one SuitCase. I zip it up and put it to the side. Its now 4:00 am. I should get some rest..since I got lots of planning to do. I crawl back into bed, trying to put my worries about Brendon and my schedule aside.

*TIME SKIP Brought to you by Brendon's High notes*

Its 1:30 pm..I called a Taxi so I can get driven to the Airport. Josh texted me telling me that Petes going to pick me up. Im always excited to see Pete and..pretty much all of my Friends, so i was excited. Once we got to the airport, I payed the Taxi driver and headed for the long journey of ID Checking and security. Once I hit my first checkpoint, I put my bag on a conveirbelt and show them my Passport and ID. They aprove it and I grabbed my stuff. I found a very comfy bench near the Exit to where my plane is. I sit and wait forever, untill they finally call my plane. "Plane 3A!! All abourd 3A!" The flight attendant shouts. I pick my stuff up and head twords the door. I show her my plane ticket and I head to the back of the plane

The plane ride was quiet and peacefull to my suprise. No crying children, no kids kicking the back of your seat, and no rude or distracting people! I put my headphones on and put my music on shuffle. The very first song to come on was 'Dont Threaten Me With a Good Time'. I smiled brightly and tapped my foot to the beat as the plane flew through piles of clouds. I knew this was going to be a fun trip.

The seatbelt light flashed aboved my misty eyes. I packed up my things and secured my seat belt. I have always hated the landing of a plane, it just uneased me. The plane decended to the ground and skirted to a hualt. All of the passengers, including me, exited the plane through the door and a tunnel. Once I reached the end of the long corrador, I saw Pete! "Hey Petie!" I cheered, giving him a quick hug. "So nice to see you, Y/n!" "Hows Brendon?" I asked, pulling away from the hug. "Oh, about him, Hes...still depressed. I took a picture of him about 30 minutes ago" Pete exclaimed, showing me a photo of Brendon's head down, his arms hiding his face. He was in a position as if he were playing 'Heads Up Seven Up'. "Aw man...sucks" I say, itching the back of my neck. "How about we go suprise him now?" Pete said adding a cute smile. I smiled with him and we walked out of the airport.

Once we reached petes car, I threw my bag into the back seat and hopped into the passanger chair. "How about we play some music so we dont have an akward car ride" Pete said as he sat down in his drivers seat. "Sounds great, give me the aux chord" I demanded as i smiled a little bit. "Just dont play trash! You got it?" "Yea yea, I wont" I said, trying not to laugh. I typed into Youtube: "Josh says Penis Sized Nipples for 10 Minutes". I tried my best not to laugh hystericly, but i let out a small giggle. I plugg in the aux chord and I turn the 'music' all the way up. "Penis sized nipples, penis sized nipples, penis sized nipples" blasted in the car. I couldnt hold it in any longer and I bursted out laughing. Pete joined with me and was hystericly crying while trying to drive. I was about to change it when Pete stopped me: "Keep it on, and roll the window down!" He yelled through the 'penis sized nipples', echoing in the car. I rolled down the window and pretended to dance to it. We both laughed and drove to our destination, laughing all the way.

Once we reached the building where Brendon and our friends were, I turned off Joshs voice and put my phone in my pocket. "Here ya go" Pete said, swinging my bag over my shoulder. I wasnt expecting that so i crippled a little bit. "Sorry" Pete laughed. I smiled a bit and began walking to the front door. I reached my hand out to open it when Pete held my wrist, stopping me. "Before you go in there...just know Brendons sensitive right now..do your best to help him, he is seriously depressed." Pete said lowly. "I understand, now let me talk to him" I whisper back. Pete let go of my wrist and opened the door for me. I stepped inside to see all of my friends..especially Brendon. Josh, Tyler, Patrick, Joe, Andy, and all of the important folks were here. I waved to all of them and pressed my finger againts my lips. They all nodded and smiled, watching me creep up to Brendon. He was still in the same exact position from an Hour ago. I saw an empty glass of whisky by his side with a mountain of tissues. I dropped my bag besides a wall and leaned my mouth to his exposed ear. "Im always here for you Buddy" I whisper in his ear, putting my hands on his shoulders. He quickly lifts his head up, exposing his red & stuffy nose. His eyes were puffy and red from all of his crying. "Y/n" He asked in a suprised tone. He quickly rapped his arms around me, pulling me into a hug. I hugged him tightly, softly rubbing his back in the process. "Im so glad your here with me Y/n..ive missed you so much" He whispered, holding me tighter. His chest was warm and I never wanted to leave this position. "Ive missed you too, Brendon" I reply, lightly pushing him away. Brendon let go of me and gave me a bright smile through his depressed state. I smiled with him, knowing ill make him feel better.

We stared at eachother for a little while, enjoying our facial features and what not. Finally, Brendon snapped out of it. "Im gonna go clean the-uh-tissues up" He said, walking away to the mountain of tissues. "I knew you could do it" Josh whispered in my ear. I glanced at him, "I didnt expect him to feel better that fast, wow" "What would he do without you" Josh added, smiling and walking away. I found a chair to sit on as I watched Brendon joke and play with his friends. I leaned my head on my hand, day dreaming. "Hey, Y/n/n" Said a blissful voice. I turn my head to see Patrick. "Oh, hey Pat" I said, making room for him. "You really did wonders for this guy, ya know?" Patrick said, adjusting his sitting position. "Yea..I guess I did" I paused thinking of a question. "Speaking of Brendon...when did Audrey and Brendon break up?" I asked, turning my head to face him. I saw Patricks jaw clench at my question. "You know how Brendon called you?" I nodded in response. "He called you right after they broke up. Audrey stormed out of here and i dont know where she is. I hope she doesnt come back" Patrick added, folding his hands and looking down. "I really do hope so too" "But look at the bright side, Brendons bank account wont be empty" Patrick said, laughing a little. I laughed too, relizing he was right. I looked at my watch: 7:10. "Shouldnt Brendon be getting ready for his Meet&Greet with fans?" I asked Pat. "Oh, shit. Your right. Hey Brendon: Meet and Greets at 7:30!" Patrick shouted, getting up from his chair. He shot me a quick wink before walking over to Brendon. I smiled and got up, grabbing Brendons phone from a bench. "Here Bren, I think you might need this" I say, jogging over to him. He smiles and takes it, "Thanks, honey" He winks as he walks back to a table. The nickname he gave me cought me off guard, making me stand still. Tyler patted my back, making me come back to relization. He laughes as he follows Brendon.

I grab the Millions of pens lying on the floor and follow them. I set them on the Meet&Greet table and Sat in a Chair. I grabbed a hard, wooden surface, incase I had to sign things too. Brendon's fanbase loved me, even though I really wasnt that popular. "Y/n, you can sit at the table, I dont bite" Brendon calls, offering me a seat. I smile and sit next to Brendon. I thank him for the offer and we wait for the millions of fans to enter. I glance around the room, looking at Tyler, Josh, Patrick, and the security guards. I saw Andy and Joe, leaning againts the wall on their phones. "Here they come" Brendon whispers into my ear. I grin as I see fan girls come around the corner, with million doller smiles on their faces. The security guards step up, making sure the girls dont attack us. Suprisingly, the fan girls behaved very well. No cluttering or fighting or anything.

After about 30 minutes of watching Brendon sign papers, a girl comes up to me. She has brown, curly hair with freckles. She looked very sweet. "Arnt you Brendons close friend?" She asks, holding a binder closley to her chest. "Yea, I am. How did you know?" "Oh, I mean he posts about you all the time! Im suprised no one reconized you yet" She adds, placing the binder on the table. "Do you mind if you can sign my binder?" "Of course not! And whats your name" I reply, grinning as i sign my name onto the front cover of her binder. "Its Scarlett" She replies, smiling uncontrolably. "Thats a pretty name. Here ya go!" I complimented her. Scarlett smiles from ear to ear and takes her binder back. "Thank you so much!" She says, skipping away back to her friends. I smiled at her as I continued to watch Brendon. "I guess you got a fan" He whispers in my ear. For some reason, that sent chills down my back, making me jump a little. "Your jumpy today" He whispers again, handing a girl back her paper. I bite my lip and grin at him. He smiles and we both put our attentions back to the fangirls.

*TIME SKIP brought to you by Brendons body*

"Ok! Meet&Greet is over! Exit the room please!" The security guard yells. The room is filled with fangirls groaning and leaving the room. "Y/n..my hand hurts like crazy" Brendon groans, holding his hand. "I only signed a couple, so i guess im just lucky" I chuckle, placing my hand over Brendons, massaging it. He groans, smiling a little bit. I rub his hand as I hear snickering in the room. I ignore it and I continue to rub his hand. "Thanks Y/n. I dont know what I would do without you." Brendon says, smiling at me. I take my hand away from his and grin back. "Come on love birds, lets go watch Netflix!" Josh yells to us as he jogs to the cough. I laugh at his comment and get up, following Josh. Tyler, Andy, Pete and Joe were all sitting on the cough together, while Patrick is making popcorn. "Move, Im gay" I say, sitting on the couch. They laugh as they all scootch down. "Nice Brandon Rodgers referance" Andy comments. I laugh in response and Patrick sits on the carpet infront of us. "Get some popcorn before my fat ass eats it all" He says, holding up the popcorn bag for everyone to get. I took a hand full and stuffed it in my mouth. I feel a kernal of popcorn fall from my mouth and down onto my lap. I went to pick it up when suddenly, I see Brendons hand snatch it. "Hey! I was gonna eat that" I say, lightly pushing him. He laughs as he stuffs it in his mouth. He sits directly infront of me on the floor, along with Pat. "What are we watching?" Josh asks, scrolling through movies. "Fight Club" We all yell in harmony. Josh laughs as he hits the 'Select' button for Fight Club. We all seddle down and watch the movie.

After about an hour into the movie, I hear a knock at the door. "Ill go get it.." Pete groans, getting up from the couch and slowly jogging to the door. I put my attention back to the screen, when all of the sudden I hear Pete raise his voice. "Audrey?! What are you doing here?" Pete asks. I quickly turn my head to the door. I really didnt wanna go see her or even move. I cover Brendons ears, knowing the name will hurt him. "Im fine Y/n" He laughs, holding my hand. I smile and I take my hand away. "Brendon doesnt want to see you! You hurt him pretty bad" Pete yells once more. "Ill go see whats going on" Patrick says as he puts the popcorn bag down and walks twords the front door. I keep staring at the conversation, wondering what Audrey wanted. "Move, Emo boy! Let me see Brendon" Audrey shouts, trying to shove Pete out of the way. "Darling, Im not budging. Its best if you leave" Pete scoffs, closing the door. Before the door can fully shut, I hear a thud. I quickly get up and walk twords the door. I see Pete holding his crotch as he backed away from the door. "Audrey! What the Fuck! Leave right now, before I make you!" Patrick yells, pointing to the door. "What the hell is going on!" Brendon yells, stomping twords the door. "Oh..Hi Brendon!" She cheers. I stay in my standing position while i watch the battle set sail.

"What are you doing here?" Brendon asks. "I came here to see if I left my bra here" She said with a smirk. "Do you really think I still have your slutty bra?" Brendon says, walking infront of me. "Well, you must know what it looks like. We have had amazing sex before" Audrey comments sarcasticly. I feel my face burn with anger and embarissment. He stays quiet. "Cant you just leave? Were trying to watch fight club!" Josh, Tyler, Andy, and Joe all say from the couch. I snicker at the remark, but turn back to Audrey. "Well, if you dont know what it looks like, it looks like this" Audrey says, unbuttoning her shirt quickly and exposing her lingera bra. Patrick and Pete turn away from her and face the wall. Brendon is too angry at her to even look away. "Its best if you leave right now!" Brendon says, rasing his voice. "Oh cmon baby..I know you still want me..dont fight it" Audrey says, stepping twords Brendon. I push Audrey and get between her and Brendon. "Move away, slut" She scoffs, pushing me away with all of her might. I was strong, with no doubt, but I wasnt expecting this force. I was pushed back into the wall, my head hitting the wood hard. "Audrey! This need to stop, you should le-" Brendon begins to say, before being interuppted by Audreys lips. He tried to back away but she kept moving into the kiss. I felt my face burn with anger. Everything was happening in slow motion. I ball up my fists, trying to contain my anger. "What would I do without you" echoded through my brain. My face begins to scrutnch up and my eyes are blurred with tears.

(I put the cliffhanger so that you will beg me for more...unless I wrote a terrible fanfic. But whatever. I hope you enjoyed it and cya next time or somethin. Like for more!)

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[blurry-fics]

Holding On To You Masterlist

Your entire life is centered around your small hometown in California: your career, your family, and your friends. When your long-term boyfriend receives a once in a lifetime opportunity on the other side of the country, you find yourself torn away from the life that you had grown so accustomed to. Now in the unfamiliar state of Ohio, you find yourself struggling to find the same happiness that your hometown provided.

Things take a sharp downturn shortly after the move and you find yourself thrust into a whole new set of challenges. Will you be able to overcome your struggles and forge a new identity for yourself in Ohio?

Chapter One

Chapter Two

Chapter Three

Chapter Four

Chapter Five

Chapter Six

Chapter Seven

Chapter Eight

Chapter Nine

Chapter Ten

Chapter Eleven

Chapter Twelve

Chapter Thirteen

Chapter Fourteen

Chapter Fifteen

Chapter Sixteen

Chapter Seventeen

Chapter Eighteen

Chapter Nineteen

Chapter Twenty

Chapter Twenty One

Chapter Twenty Two

Epilogue

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[charmingjoseph]

questions !

guys, send in prompts through questions for me to write. i really want to write, but i have no ideas. let me know what you want to see!

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[christinel521]

[ao3feed-joshler]

take me higher//joshler

read it on the AO3 at http://bit.ly/2JEepkW

by Beebosexual

"Why do you want me dead? Or do you want to torture me just by keeping me alive?" "You can answer your own question. What is the more torturous?" "I'm sick of playing your games. I've met Josh now. Nothing will work." "You keep telling yourself that. But inside, you know, Josh doesn't care about you. He never has..."

Words: 1328, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Twenty One Pilots

Rating: Not Rated

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: M/M

Characters: Josh Dun, Tyler Joseph, Jenna Black, Debby Ryan, Blurryface | Nicolas Bourbaki

Relationships: Josh Dun/Tyler Joseph

Additional Tags: Angst with a Happy Ending, Gay, joshler - Freeform, Love, Pain, Angst, twentyonepilots - Freeform, Jishwa, Blurryface, nicolasbourbaki, Emo, emolove, Fluff, Smut, Depression, Anxiety, truelove, gaylove, howtobegay

read it on the AO3 at http://bit.ly/2JEepkW

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