babe drumming

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The violinist and the drummer

Requested by: anonymous 

 Summary: Your a violinist and Josh is a drummer and you guys try to teach each other how to play your instruments 


Your Pov: 

It was a  late Friday afternoon and I was on my way home from violin practice. I was a professional violinist. I have been playing the instrument since I was five years old. My boyfriend, Josh Dun, was a drummer for the band Twenty One Pilots. They weren’t very popular yet but I was sure that in the near future they were going to blow up. I was interrupted from my thoughts by my phone ringing.

“Hello?” I answered it. 

“Hey baby.” The voice said on the other end. Josh. 

“Hey babe, what’s sup?” I asked him. 

“Are you on your way home?” He asked me. 

“Yeah. I’m about fifteen minutes away.” I told him. “Why, do you need anything?” I asked curiously. 

“I do.” He paused. “Do you think you could stop at Taco bell and get us dinner?” He asked me. 

I could go for some Taco Bell. I nodded even though he couldn’t see it. 

“Sure.” I said to him. “Do you want your usual?” I asked him just to make sure. 

“Yeah that’s fine.” He said. I was about to say something but he cut me off. 

“Tyler’s here by the way so do you think you could get him his usual too?” He asked. 

“Of course.” I said. “Why is Tyler there?” I asked him. 

“Band practice.” He responded. That made sense. 

“Speaking of practice, how did yours go?” He asked me. 

I sighed. “It went alright but I couldn’t get one note down and it was really frustrating.” I told him. 

“That stinks.” He said. “Maybe when you get home you can practice with us.” He suggested. I laughed at this. 

“Maybe baby.” I told him as I pulled into the Taco Bell drive through. 

“I gotta go babe, I’m at Taco Bell and it’s almost my turn to order.” I told him. 

“Okay babe. See you soon, Love you.” He told me. 

I nodded. “Love you too.” I said back. Just as I hung up the phone it was my turn to order. 

Time Skip 

Your Pov: 

I pulled into the driveway and parked besides Tyler’s car. I grabbed the Taco Bell, my purse and violin. I got out of the car, locked it and started making my way to the front door. Once I got there I opened it without dropping anything. I closed the door softly behind me and made my way into the house. I dropped all the stuff on the kitchen table. From downstairs I could hear the banging of drums and Tyler singing. I shook my head and laughed to myself. These boys I thought with a smile. 

I made my way downstairs to the basement. Once I got down there I just stood to the side and watched with a smile dancing on my lips. They didn’t notice me for a while, but when they did, Josh was the first to notice me. He stopped drumming and Tyler looked at him confused. He cut the music off as well. 

“Dude, why did you stop?” Tyler asked him. 

He smiled and made eye contact with me. He nodded in my direction. “Y/N’s here.” He said happily. 

Tyler turned around and smiled once he saw me. 

“Hey Y/N.” He said walking over to me. 

“Hey Ty,” I smiled at him. He pulled me into a tight hug. Once we pulled away I started speaking. 

“You guys sound good.” I told him. 

“Thanks.” He said, his eyes shinning bright. 

“Taco Bell’s upstairs on the kitchen table.” I told him. 

He nodded at me. “Okay, thanks for the Taco Bell. I will pay you back when were eating.” He said to me while heading upstairs. Before I had the chance to protest he was gone. 

I turned my head towards Josh who was silent this whole time. He stood up from his drum stool and walked towards me. Once he got close to me he pulled me into a much needed kiss. Once we broke away he smiled at me. 

“I missed you today.” He told me. 

“I missed you too.” I said back to him. He chuckled at that. 

“Let’s go upstairs.” He said while nodding upstairs. 

I nodded agreeing with him. He grabbed my hand and we made our way upstairs to the kitchen. Once we got there Tyler was almost done with his meal. Josh and I just chuckled at that. Typical Tyler. 

Once we were done eating we made our way back to the basement again. Of course I brought my violin with to practice. When we got down there and got all situated Tyler was the first to speak up. 

“I just came up with a really great idea.” He said with a smirk. Oh no, that wasn’t good, I thought to myself. 

Josh just laughed and shook his head. “Well what is it?” He asked. I could tell he was curious. 

Tyler was still smirking. “You should teach Y/N how to play the drums and she should teach you how to play the violin.” He said. 

Josh started laughing. “That’s a great idea.” He smiled at me. 

I was a little weary. I did not want to embarrass myself in front of Tyler or Josh. I shook my head indicating that I didn’t want to. Josh frowned at this. 

“Please babe, I promise I won’t laugh at you if you mess up.” He said. “If I do laugh at you, you have the right to laugh at me then too if I mess up.” He tried to comprise. 

I sighed. He wasn’t giving up easily. “Alright, fine.” I said finally caving in. Tyler jumped up and down in joy and Josh just smiled. 

“Alright then, come on over and sit on my lap.” He said patting his lap. I shook my head and placed my violin down on the ground. Once I sat on his lap he nodded over to Tyler. 

“Can you get my drumsticks?” He asked him. Ty nodded. 

“Sure.” He said while walking over to the table where the drumsticks were. Tyler grabbed them but I noticed that they weren’t the only thing that he grabbed. I decided to ask him about it. 

“Hey, what else did you grab?” I asked curiously. 

He smirked at my question and handed the drumsticks to Josh. 

“Just my phone so I could take pictures of this iconic moment.” He said. I scoffed at him. He couldn’t be serious. 

“Your mean.” I told him glaring at him. He just laughed at me. 

“Ready to start drumming babe.” Josh interrupted our conversation. 

“I guess.” I said as my voice wavered a bit. 

It has been about an hour of Josh teaching me how to play the drums and let me tell ya, it’s not easy. Between Tyler taking pictures and videos of me failing I was fed up with the whole thing. I just wanted to be done with it, and I could tell that Josh noticed. 

“I think that’s enough drumming for you today.” He said placing the sticks on the ground by our feet. 

I let out a sigh of relief. “Finally, I thought it was never going to end.” I said with a smile. Josh just chuckled and kissed my forehead lovingly. Tyler on the other hand looked upset. 

“Awe come on Josh, I was enjoying watching her struggle.” He said. 

Josh just shook his head. “Well if you enjoyed watching her struggle your definitely going to enjoy watching me struggle.” He said back to him.

That’s right! I thought. I almost forgot that I had to teach him how to play the violin. I was excited now. “Thanks for reminding me babe.” I said hopping up out of his lap to go get the instrument. He just groaned. 

I grabbed the instrument and made my way back to the boys. Josh stood up from the drum stool and made his way over to Tyler and I. 

“Now, before I give this to you, you have to promise me your going to be very careful with.” I warned him. 

He nodded his head. “I promise baby.” I sighed. 

“Okay.” I said handing it to him. He grabbed the violin and the stick from my hand and held it up to his neck. 

I showed him where to position it so it was comfortable. Once he got it in the correct position I tried to teach him a couple of easy chords. He was having trouble at first but after a while he started to get the hang of it. Of course Tyler was taking pictures the whole time and teasing Josh. By the end of it Josh could play half of a song. He was pretty proud of himself and I was proud of him as well. 

It was about ten thirty by the time that we finished and Tyler had to go home. We cleaned up and said goodbye to Tyler. After we said goodbye we made our way upstairs to our shared bedroom. 

“That was fun.” Josh said while taking of his pants. 

“Yeah it was really fun.” I agreed with him while also taking off my pants to change into my pajamas. Once we were changed we lifted up the covers and got into bed. When we were both comfortable I layed my head on Josh’s naked chest. I heard him take a deep breath. 

“We should do that more often.” He said breaking the silence. 

“We should.” I nodded my head. “Except the part where you teach me the drums.” I added in. He laughed at this. 

“Okay.” He agreed with me. 

After about ten minutes of comfortable silence I decided to close my eyes.

“Goodnight Josh.” I said to him before I fell asleep. 

“Goodnight babe, I love you.” He said back. 

“I love you too.” I replied before I felt my breathing close. What a beautiful ending to a beautiful day was the last thing that I thought before I let my body fall asleep. 

A/N: Here it is! I am sooo sorry it’s so late. I hope it’s good enough! Thank you to the anon that requested this, it was so fun to write. The cafe story with Josh is going to go up tomorrow. I am sorry these imagines are taking so long, schools getting in the way with it being the end of the year and all. Hope you can understand! I am still taking request by the way! Thank you guys for over 200 followers! That’s a lot! I am glad that you guys like my writing. Hope you guys have a great day/night wherever you are:)      

The Number Game

Gamora lays a hand on his shoulder and leans down closer to him, pressing a quick kiss to his temple. Groot takes advantage of the movement to hop from her shoulder to Peter’s shoulder to the table, running across the surface to Rocket.

“I am Groot!” he declares, stopping beside the blaster parts.

“Hm? Oh, yeah,” Rocket says, suddenly snickering. “That’s one.”

Peter’s already partially tuning Rocket out in favor of both Gamora and the holo, but Gamora asks, “One what?”

“Nothing, nothing,” Rocket says with a small cackle.

Starmora Week 2017, Day 2: Hands

(read on ao3 or ffn) // (read prev. starmora week 2017 works here!!)

It all starts at breakfast that morning.

Peter’s just minding his own goddamn business, scrolling through job requests on his holo while sitting at the dining table alone, his feet kicked up on one of the empty chairs across from him. Gamora’s at the counter preparing Lord knows what (her culinary skills are, uh…yeah), slightly bobbing her head to the beat of the music playing from his Zune on the table.

Groot joins them first, running into the room excitedly and latching onto Gamora’s foot. She picks him up with a warm smile and “Good morning!” before setting him on her shoulder. Peter waves to him from his seat.

Then in comes Rocket, pieces of what Peter’s certain is one of his blasters in his paws. Rocket’s tinkering per usual, and after some silent debate with himself, Peter decides not to question him, opting for a quick greeting.

Rocket simply grunts in response, clearly not present outside of his project. He jumps up into one of the empty chairs, moving his things to the table.

Gamora walks to the table with two cups of what Peter’s decided to be the space equivalent of tea. Thankfully, it’s something Gamora’s (mostly) able to make without screwing it up horribly. She stops behind him, setting a cup down in front of him.

“Find anything interesting?” she asks, looking at the holo over his shoulder.

Peter sighs. “Not yet. Everything is either too cheap or too…sketchy. And that’s a lot considering we’re a pretty sketchy group of people.”

“We’re not as sketchy as we used to be,” Gamora says. He glances up at her and they exchange a quick smile.

“Yeah, we’re the good guys now.”


She lays a hand on his shoulder and leans down closer to him, pressing a quick kiss to his temple. Groot takes advantage of the movement to hop from her shoulder to Peter’s shoulder to the table, running across the surface to Rocket.

“I am Groot!” he declares, stopping beside the blaster parts.

“Hm? Oh, yeah,” Rocket says, suddenly snickering. “That’s one.”

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