you better be in love with her josh

“I Fell For You.” || Josh Pieters Imagine

A/N – Hey guys!. So this is so short, so I’m sorry for that to the anon who requested. ALSO, a couple of you have said you want more sad imagines, so will you please tell me what about? I’m usually better at sad imagines than happy ones so it’ll be good to write some again. love you all x

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— Josh’s POV —

Me and her, just walking through the park again as we usually did on the way back from lunch or dinner.

“But then, apparently he broke up with her and then said he didn’t.” She says, carrying on her story as we just walk along the wide paths of the park.

“Josh, you listening?” She repeats, snapping me out of the daydream I was in until then.

“Yeah, sorry babe.” I reply, shaking my head to get the thought of how amazing she was out of my head, just for a moment.

“What’s up? You’ve been in such a daydream all day.” She says, laughing to herself about how I haven’t been listening to a word anyone’s said all day.

I usually did this around her, even the boys had noticed. She was just so beautiful and I couldn’t help but stare at her, she was amazing in everyway.

The way her Y/H/C fell around her shoulders, to the way her Y/E/C held the whole world in them.

She was unreal.

“Yeah, sorry. You’re just amazing.” I say, giving her hand a squeeze in mine, and looking down to see her smiling up at me.

“How are you so nice? Even when the boys mess around with you, you just laugh it off. How?” She says curiously, she always saw the practical side to things.

“They don’t mean it, they’re just messing about. It’s fine babe. What were you saying?” I ask, as she just shrugs off my reply, and carries on with her story from before.

She always told me the boys went too far with the jokes on me and Mikey, and yeah they did sometimes but it was nothing. They never meant it. They were my best friends, it’s what best friends did. I mean, I’m abnormally tall and very ginger, I’m bound to get some jokes.

After finishing her story, we carry on walking and talking some more.

“Y/N, I love you.” I say, feeling the urge to tell her that I was completely head over heels for her.

“I love you too, why you telling me this?” She says, looking up at me, smiling away.

Lighting up my world, as she always did.

When I look back up, a jogger is running straight towards us, not watching where he’s going and I have about one second to get her out of the way.

I manage to get her off to the side, before the runner bashes into me and causes me to fall to the ground with a bang.

“Oh my god josh are you ok?” She says, clearly trying her hardest to not laugh at my fall.

“I’m good babe.” I say, grabbing her hand and getting up.

“See, I fell for you.” I say, giving her a cheeky wink at the pun.

“That was the cringey-est thing I have ever heard.” She says, her mind slipping into a state of hysterical laughter.

It was true, I fell for her.

Grammys part three: Josh Dun imagine

Y/N: Boys’ pants off, Josh turned on, Grammys night part three, let’s goooooooooooo

Part one: http://thepatricktreestump.tumblr.com/post/157222084267/grammys-josh-dun-imagine
Part two: http://thepatricktreestump.tumblr.com/post/157337756582/grammys-part-two-josh-dun-imagine

Anonymous said:
Omg, please tell me there’s gonna be a part 3 to the grammys???? You can’t leave that kinda cliff hanger!!!! Dosh Josh behave or not, do Tyler and Jenna figure out what’s going on?? Please, please, please tell us!!!???

*continued female reader, smut, last segment to this trilogy

Normally, you two would’ve just gone home and fucked each other senseless. You would’ve teased each other the entire ride home and then gotten in the bedroom and let loose. You would’ve definitely had quite a night. However, it didn’t go quite as anticipated or planned. After dinner, which to your surprise, both of you behaved fairly well, and Jenna and Tyler didn’t quite let the two of you off the hook. “I don’t want this night to end,” Tyler sighed. “I feel like I’m on the top of the world.”

“I’m so proud of you guys,” you agreed. “You could literally take on anything now.”

“You’ve already tackled so many other challenges, you’re basically unstoppable!” Jenna grinned.

“Hell, who knows. Maybe we’ll win the Olympics next,” Josh joked.

“We’ll start training tomorrow,” Tyler teased. “No but really, I don’t want this night to end. We should go see a movie or walk around town or something. I know it’s late, but I’m still super high on life.”

“That sounds like a plan,” Jenna smiled. “What do you guys think?”

Josh and you looked at each other, and you could tell in his eyes he was still yearning for what you had planned later. You were about to make up a lie about how you still didn’t feel too well when Tyler interrupted you. “Hold on, I’m getting a call,” Tyler explained, putting his phone up to his ear.

“Who is it?” Jenna wondered.

“Josh, it’s your mom!” Tyler laughed. “Hold on, Laura, I’m going to put you on speaker.”

“What?” you hissed angrily, jabbing Josh in the arm. “You have the time to sext me in the middle of dinner but you can’t even give your mom a quick phone call?”

“Hi boys!” she greeted happily. “I’m so proud of you!”

“Yeah mom,” Josh chuckled, giving you a look as to drop the subject. “Thanks.”

“We have a little surprise for you!” she explained. “I’m going to send an address to where the party is and I want you all to come. I think you already ate but there’s some snacks and stuff.”

“What are you talking about?” Josh wondered. “You’re all in Los Angeles? Right now?”

“Kelly set it up,” she explained. “I just helped. Tyler’s parents helped and Zack and Jay are here, Jordan too, everyone really. Even Ashley and Abby and Madison. They all headed over after the awards.”

“Mom,” Josh stated. “We’re at dinner right now.”

“I know, I know,” she reassured. “But after you guys are done, just come over here. We rented out a nice little place. Everyone’s waiting for you boys, and your lovely women too.”

“I think it’s a great idea,” you quickly chimed in. “It’s a perfect celebration.”

“She’s right,” Jenna agreed. “Come on, Josh. Let’s drag out the happy all night long.”

“Just a small party,” Tyler shrugged. “Right?”

“Fine,” Josh complied, glancing at you, frustrated. “We’ll head over soon mom.”

“Thank you,” she giggled. “Can’t wait to see you all. Love you.”

“Love you!” you all responded before Josh hung up and handed Tyler the phone.

“You never told me your mom set up a party for us,” Josh laughed.

“I never knew,” Tyler replied. “Evidently she did.”

“You’d think Jordan would tell me,” Josh rolled his eyes.

“I guess not,” Tyler sighed. “Well we better hurry over.”

“Yeah,” Jenna nodded. “Let’s get the bill and head out soon.”

As soon as you and Josh got in the car, he blew up. “I can’t believe my mom would do that!” he groaned aloud, forcefully sticking the keys in the ignition and pulling out of the parking lot. “You think she’d just want me to spend the night with you, but no!”

“Josh calm down,” you put a hand on his shoulder but he jerked it away.

“No! You don’t understand!” he muttered. “I’ve literally been dying all dinner long.”

“Then maybe we can do something quick,” you suggested. “Before we get to the party.”

“I just want to fuck you,” he whispered, glancing at you. “Really, really, really bad.”

“They flew all the way here from Columbus,” you insisted.

“I know but you just look so hot in that dress, baby,” Josh murmured, taking a turn on the road. “And your hair, it looks so good too. You were by far the best one there at the Grammys.”

“You were the one who took off your pants,” you reminded.

“And I’ll do it again,” he gave a sly smile. “How about that?”

“Just for me this time,” you argued, sliding a hand towards his upper thigh as he drove. “All for me, Josh.”

“Fuck baby, don’t do that when I’m driving,” he chuckled darkly, and you withdrew your hand, blushing. “You’re tempting me so bad you know.”

“To do what?” you challenged.

“To pull off the side of the road right now, lock all the doors, take you in the back seat, and fuck you right here, right now,” he explained, eyes fixed on the road, trying to concentrate.

“Naughty boy,” you clicked your tongue.

“Can’t help it when you’re around,” he shook his head. “You do things to me. You don’t even know.”

“Oh I’m sure I do know,” you smirked. “I know how bad you want it.”

“Then stop teasing me and just fake sick at the party so we can go home and just finally fucking do this,” he begged. “Please y/n, I can barely take it anymore.”

“One hour,” you promised. “One hour at the party and then maybe I’ll contemplate it.”

“Contemplate?” he raised his eyebrows, turning into the parking lot of the venue. “No, babe. You have to. Come on, Jenna’s going to vouch for you cause she knows how bad you felt at dinner. It would all work out.”

“We’ll see what happens,” you sighed, giving him a soft kiss on the cheek. “Maybe if you behave then I’ll make up my mind.”

“Goddammit I hate you,” he grumbled.

“You fucking love me,” you grinned, knowing very well you were using his own words against him. He just laughed, both of you deciding to have another kiss before getting out of the car, then heading into the venue, his arm around your waist, looking hella fine in your fancy Grammys outfits.

As soon as you entered everyone cheered loudly, both of you earning a huge applause and a million eyes on you all at once, but the two of you froze. There was no way you were anticipating this many people. You thought maybe the two families and a couple of friends, but this was like an entire wedding reception or something. There was no way you’d be leaving in just an hour. “Want to escape out the door while we still can?” Josh joked but you narrowed your eyes at him, plastering on a smile as soon as his mom Laura approached you.

“Aw look at you two!” she beamed. “You’re so fancy, oh my goodness.”

“I didn’t know so many people were going to be here mom,” Josh murmured, probably nervous.

“I didn’t either but I guess uh, Tyler’s brother Zack tweeted out the address and a couple of people saw it and decided to come,” she shrugged.

“A couple of people?” Josh widened his eyes. “This is like the Grammys itself!”

“Oh gosh,” you stared at your phone and read the tweet aloud. “Twenty One Pilots Grammys after-party!”

“Of course Zach would do something like that,” Josh grumbled. “Okay, well thanks for the party anyways. It’s very nice. I can’t wait to get down and meet some people, dance with y/n hopefully, eat some great food.”

“Absolutely,” Laura smiled, giving both of you a huge hug. “It’s for you and Tyler, so have fun. We’re all so very proud of you. I love you.”

“Love you too mom,” he gave a small smile. “Now come on y/n, let’s shake our booties on that dance floor!”

“Sure,” you rolled your eyes and laughed.

“You guys came!” Jenna squealed happily, tugging Tyler over to meet you guys. “You feeling a little better, y/n?” You looked in her eyes, seeing how genuinely happy she was, how excited and proud, how caring. You couldn’t just leave this party, all these sweet people, everything both of their families sacrificed and set up, just so you could fuck Josh for a night. Josh looked at you, almost with begging eyes, wishing you’d just say you felt miserable, but you couldn’t do that. You just couldn’t.

“I feel great,” you grinned. “This set up is amazing! I’m so glad we came.”

“Yeah,” Josh stated flatly, grip on your waist tightening. “So happy to be here.”

“Come on bro,” Tyler tapped him on the shoulder. “There’s some people I want you to meet.”

“Cool,” Josh took a deep breath. “Uh, I’ll see you around y/n. Keep your phone on you?”

“Oh no, no, no,” you shook your head immediately, knowing exactly what was going on. “My phone is almost dead and I’m not going to play anymore of your little games. You go behave and have fun with Tyler. Got it?” You gave him a quick kiss on the cheek.

“Fine,” he mumbled, faking a smile and going off with Ty.

“So what was dinner all about?” Jenna narrowed her eyes when the boys left. “I mean come on, the gasping and moaning? What was that?”

“Josh was being a dick,” you rolled your eyes. “Nothing important.”

“And the phones too,” she added. “You guys okay?”

“Yeah,” you nodded. “It’s fine.”

“Are you guys…” she left a small pause and you tensed. “Breaking up?”

“What?” your eyes went wide. “No, not at all.”

“Oh okay,” she shrugged. “I don’t know. You just seemed like you were arguing about something and I thought maybe he was kicking your leg underneath the table or jabbing your side. Tyler kind of gets a little agitated when he’s angry with me too and does that kind of stuff. I just wanted to make sure everything was okay.”

“It’s fine,” you reassured. “I just felt a little sick and he wasn’t helping. He’s just playing around.”

“Got it,” she nodded slowly. “Well I’m going to get going. I have some people I have to talk to. Have a great night, y/n. I’ll see you later!”

“Bye Jenna!” you waved. You took a deep breath, then decided to go over to the table of food and grab a small snack. There was a gorgeous cake, topped with a skeleton and alien sugar sculpture, which you thought was probably the works of the sisters. They always had a knack for the cooking, especially around the holiday time. You scooped up a handful of jelly beans, popping one in your mouth when you felt a tap on your shoulder from behind you. You spun around to face Jordan, Josh’s brother.

“Hey y/n,” he smiled.

“Oh hey,” you greeted.

“How was dinner?” he raised an eyebrow.

“It was good,” you nodded.

“Did you like what you saw on stage tonight?” he smirked. You turned bright red.

“W-what?” you tried to hide your blushing but he just chuckled.

“Ah, I got quite an interesting text tonight,” Jordan explained. “I assume it was for you, seeing as Josh said oops and all, and then avoided my seven phone calls.”

“He was just teasing,” you shrugged, trying to dismiss the subject. “You know how he is.”

“Are you sure you guys were at dinner?” he persisted.

“We were,” you narrowed your eyes. “You can ask Tyler and Jenna.”

“Or Josh himself,” Jordan added. “I’m sure he’d tell me quite the story.”

“Shut up,” you rolled your eyes.

“So do tell me,” he insisted. “Did you like what you saw on stage tonight?”

“I could ask you the same thing,” you sighed. “Now go on and cause trouble elsewhere.”

“I’m just playing with you,” he laughed. “Hey, have a good night y/n. And make sure Josh behaves.”

“Oh I will,” you reassured. “I always do.”

“Speaking of the devil,” Jordan pointed to Josh coming over. “Hey, you guys have fun tonight. Take it easy.”

“You too,” you waved him goodbye.

“Hey babe,” Josh wrapped his arms around you, pressing a soft kiss to your lips, pulling you closer. “Let’s get out of here.”

“Josh,” you pushed him back slightly, glaring at him. “No.”

“Yes,” he insisted. “Please.”

“Where would we even go?” you narrowed your eyes. “Definitely not home.”

“Fine,” he bit his lower lip. “Car?”

“No,” you shook your head. “No way.”

“Then let’s go find a place,” he mumbled against your neck, pressing light kisses to your skin. “Baby I’m dying without you.”

“I know, I know,” you reassured.

“Come on, I’m sure there’s a place we can go,” Josh argued. “I’ve literally been waiting since before dinner, sweetheart.”

“Me too,” you admitted. “But we’ve got to be polite.”

“If I find somewhere can we go?” he pleaded. “Please? It will be quick, I don’t care, I just need this.”

“Fine,” you complied, pulling him in for an open mouthed kiss, then letting go. “You have half an hour tops. Then we wait until the end of the night.”

“Got it,” he agreed, giving you a kiss on the forehead before running off, searching for who knows what.

“Where’d he head off to?” a voice behind you wondered with a chuckle. You spun around and then almost had a heart attack when you realized who it was.

“Holy shit!” you gasped, putting a hand to your chest. “Hey.”

“Hi,” Halsey laughed. “Did I scare you?”

“A little bit,” you confessed. “Just didn’t see you coming.”

“That’s alright,” she reassured. “Is Josh okay? He looked kind of anxious running off like that. I was going to congratulate him.”

“Oh,” you blushed. “He’s just um, looking for Tyler. Something important I think, he wouldn’t tell me.”

“Got it,” she nodded slowly. “Well- oh! There he is!”

“Hey,” Josh looked nervous when he plastered on a smile, engulfing Halsey in a hug. “Long time, no see.”

“Yeah,” she rolled her eyes. “I wanted to congratulate you boys! That’s awesome!”

“You too,” he nodded. “Two nominations, that’s insane!”

“Thanks,” she nodded. “So-”

“I’m sorry but me and y/n really have to go,” he apologized. “It’s important.”

“Ah, uh, okay,” she frowned slightly. “It’s cool. I’ll talk to you later then?”

“Yeah,” Josh agreed hurriedly. “Thanks so much!”

“No problem,” she gave a hesitant smile before Josh dragged you out of the conversation, tugging you by the arm up a flight of steps and down a hallway.

“I cannot fucking believe you!” you hissed. “You just freaking dragged me away from a conversation with Halsey!”

“So what?” he replied. “I’m sure if you really wanted to talk to her so bad, you could find another time later tonight.”

“Josh you’ve been going insane,” you argued, wresting free of his grip on your arm and staring at him. “This is out of control.”

“You’re the reason,” he mumbled, dark eyes boring into yours. “God you look so good tonight. I can’t help myself.”

“Yeah?” you smirked, noticing the way he was biting his lower lip, the beads of sweat on his forehead, the rise and fall of his chest.

“Yeah,” he nodded.

“What if I told you you’re not allowed to touch me for the rest of the night, hmm?” you raised an eyebrow, slipping a finger underneath the strap of your dress, dragging it down your shoulder while remaining eye contact with him, watching as his eyes followed your hand in a trance, gaze fixed on every new exposition of skin as you pulled the fabric lower.

“Fuck baby, don’t do this in the hallway,” he ran a hand though his bright yellow curls, tugging hard in frustration, biting down harder on his lip. He glanced to the side, making sure nobody was coming. “Come on, there’s a room just a little while away, I promise.”

“Nah,” you shook your head, smirking as you realized he was getting turned on. You shrugged off the other sleeve of your dress and watched as the fabric fell to your waist, revealing your lacy bra. “I’m comfortable here.”

“Goddammit what if someone sees you?” he whispered.

“Why should I care?” you wondered. “I mean, everyone saw you just fine babe.”

“No,” Josh shook his head immediately. “It’s not like that.”

“Oh but I think it is,” you insisted. “Taking your pants off in front of everyone at the Grammys, standing there in your underwear, everyone looking at you… you didn’t seem to care.”

“That was Tyler’s idea,” he muttered. “Look, I wouldn’t have done that if I knew you didn’t want me to.”

“I don’t know,” you sighed. “Would you care if I was the one standing up there? Stripping down to my underwear like this? Everyone’s eyes fixed on me? Staring at my body? My body that belongs to you?”

“You belong to me,” he insisted.

“Exactly,” you agreed. “So what makes you think the same rules don’t apply to you?”

“I didn’t think you’d care,” he mumbled, looking shy and scared.

“You don’t think I care?” you challenged. “Every night when you take off your shirt at shows? When you’re tugging down your pants on stage? You don’t think I see that, babe?”

“Fuck, please don’t do this here,” he begged, and you glanced down, realizing he had an obvious hard on. “Let’s go to the room.” He reached for your arm but you quickly took a step back, letting the fabric of your dress fall to the floor, and he gasped, eyes transfixed on your body.

“Why should I let you touch me?” you inquired. “I mean, you said it, I don’t care. Do I?”

“Babe that’s not what I meant-” he began, but you shook your head.

“No, I think you did,” you clicked your tongue disapprovingly. There was a pause and then an idea came to mind. “Hmmm you know, maybe I should go back to the party like this. Let everyone see me, let them know how fucking sexy I am, how you’re not the only one who can put on a show.”

“Y/n-” Josh was staring at you, pants growing tighter by the second, straining his voice. “You wouldn’t dare.”

“Maybe I would,” you teased. “I’d be the life of the party, wouldn’t I?”

“I can’t let anyone else see you like this baby,” he argued. “You’re all mine.”

“Am I?” you raised an eyebrow, watching his mouth hang open, speechless, as you dipped a hand underneath your underwear.

“Don’t you fucking dare,” he warned.

“Who’s going to stop me?” you chuckled. “You?”

“Y/n you’re killing me,” he argued. “Fuck just let me touch you. Please.”

“How bad do you want this?” you raised an eyebrow, slipping a finger between your folds and letting out a gasp, watching as Josh’s eyes widened and he tightened his jaw as he watched you, and a smile curled on your lips. “You want this to be you, baby?”

“Yes,” he pleaded. “I need this so bad.”

“I don’t know…” you trailed off your voice, then started to pump another finger inside you, and you let out a soft moan, opening your eyes and looking at Josh, who just about looked like he was going to melt right there.

“I’m begging you y/n,” he inhaled a ragged breath. “Just let me get my hands on you.”

“What’s the magic word?” you smirked.

“Please,” he barely was able to respond.

“Okay,” you smiled, and there wasn’t even a split second that passed before he lunged towards you, pinning your body against the wall, hands behind your head, on your back, on your ass, between your legs, down your thighs, everywhere all at once. His lips attacked yours, tongue absorbing greedy kisses, sliding down your neck, his hips grinding against your already soaking core, hands fumbling with the clasp of your bra when he pulled back, eyes staring into yours.

“You thinking what I’m thinking?” he asked.

“Let’s get out of the motherfucking hallway,” you agreed. You began to kiss him again, wrapping your legs around his waist as he bent down to pick up the fabric of your dress, carrying you towards the room. After violently jostling the doorknob, it finally gave in, and he kicked the door shut with his foot and placed you on a table, tossing your dress aside and attacking you with kisses. You moaned into his mouth, legs still wrapped around him as he pushed your back into the table, grinding against you, and when he pulled away to catch his breath, you looked around, smirking. “Conference table? Really?”

“Best I could find,” he mumbled, burying his head in your neck and sucking at your skin, leaving you a mess of gasps and moans.

“F-fuck Josh,” you stuttered, him unclasping your bra and sliding it up off of your arms, then exploring your breasts and stomach with his lips, trailing kisses across your body.

“Can you believe just moments ago you were saying no to this?” he laughed quietly, tugging down your panties and tossing them aside. “Shit baby, you’re just as much of a mess as I am.”

“Just for you,” you reminded.

“Of course,” he grinned. “You’re all mine.” He delved his tongue into you and you let out a loud moan, feeling your stomach tighten with each movement, his hands gripping on your hips, your fingers tugging on locks of his hair, his nose pressed against your clit, your legs wrapped around his head.

“Josh I’m going to cum,” you barely whispered.

“Do it baby,” he insisted. “Show me how bad you want me inside you.”

“Fuck,” you gasped, coming undone and feeling your orgasm ripple through your body as you eased into the surface of the table, leaning your head back and gasping for breath as Josh licked and sucked between your legs.

“Mmm you taste so good babygirl,” he mumbled. He stood up and tugged off his tie, unbuttoned his shirt, stripping down and sliding off his jeans, then his underwear, climbing on top of you. “And to think you were teasing me all night long, acting like you wouldn’t let me touch you, pretending like you could wait til you got home, trying to act all cool. I could see right through you y/n, I know how bad you want me.”

“Fuck Josh, please,” you begged. “Shit babe, just fuck me already.”

“I don’t know,” he smirked. “Maybe I shouldn’t let you touch me either.”

“Don’t try to pull that right now,” you shook your head, pushing your hips up in attempts to meet his. “I need you so bad.”

“How bad?” he challenged.

“Fuck,” you gasped, frustrated and exhausted, flipping him over so he was the one laying on the conference table, pushing down your hips and sinking his cock into you, pressing your lips against his in a mess of muffled moans.

“You’re so fucking sexy when you’re dominant like this babe,” Josh mumbled against your neck, both of you in sync with thrusts, your hips moving together in perfect rhythm, the two of you both desperate and harsh with each movement.

“Mm they’re going to be looking for us you know,” you sighed, still relentlessly fucking him against the table. “Wondering where we went.”

“And nobody’s going to know about it,” he gave a sly smile. “Nobody but me is going to know how fucking wonderful you are riding my cock like this, baby.”

“Just our little secret,” you promised. “Just the two of us.” You kept going harder and harder until finally the two of you were gasping for air, cumming at the same time, moaning each other’s names loudly and collapsing onto the table, clinging onto each other’s sweaty, exhausted, tired bodies.

“Three of us,” a voice corrected and both you and Josh widened your eyes, scared and surprised.

“Fuck,” you cursed.

“Hey uh, Josh, buddy?” Tyler’s voice came through the crack in the door. Shit, he must’ve found you guys. “Two things I’ve got to tell you. First off, we’re supposed to give a speech soon, so when you’re um, done with that, you should head down. And secondly, always lock the door bro.”

“Yeah,” Josh responded, embarrassed.

“Okay, cool,” Tyler laughed. “Our secret though, it’s fine.”

“Yeah, yeah,” you grumbled. “See you Ty.”

“Hurry up,” he reminded.

“Will do,” Josh reassured, watching as Tyler closed the door with a soft laugh.

“Think we were too loud?” you raised an eyebrow.

“Nah, Tyler’s just being sneaky as fuck,” he shook his head. “God you felt so good though, baby.”

“You always feel good,” you smirked, placing a quick kiss to his lips.

“You going to put your dress back on, babe?” Josh wondered.

“Hmmm, I don’t know,” you teased.

“You better,” he warned.

“Or what?” you challenged.

“Or we might have to come back here later tonight,” he suggested.

“That wouldn’t be a bad thing,” you smiled.

“Come on,” he shook his head, laughing. “Let’s get dressed and then we’ll head down and try to look as composed as possible.”

“Fine,” you decided. “But do know that you look so much better without pants.”

“Thanks,” he blushed. “Now let’s go down there and hope I don’t mess up this stupid speech.”

When you arrived, you were greeted with a loud applause, and you gave Josh a kiss on the cheek before Tyler dragged him out to the middle of the dance floor, the two of them holding a microphone and spilling out a sweet sappy story of how far they’ve come and how thankful they are for today. That’s when Jordan decides to stand beside you, and he stays mostly quiet, except for when Josh comes back and Jordan is a mess of laughter. “Great job, Josh,” you smiled.

“Yeah,” Jordan snickered. “You did amazing. But uh, you might want to lend your little girlfriend over here a sweater or something.”

“How come?” Josh wondered, turning to look at you and then blinking twice.

“What?” you wondered.

“Hickeys,” Jordan smirked. “Looks like you guys had a little fun when you went missing, hmm?”

“Shut up,” Josh narrowed his eyes.

“Just saying,” Jordan shrugged. “I mean, your shirt’s not even buttoned up all the way for Pete’s sake.”

“Goodness gracious,” Josh mumbled, face turning red.

“Whatever,” you laughed. “At least it was a memorable night.”

“Oh believe me, sweetheart,” Josh laughed, wrapping his arms around your waist. “The night’s not even over yet.”

King and Queen- Josh Dun

Request-  Can you do one where Josh and Y/N are 10 years apart? He’s 28 and she’s 18 and a lot of fans are giving them shit but both their families, Tyler and Jenna are super supportive Because Y/N treats Josh like a freaking King and she’s mature for her age

“Y/N I love your senior quote in the yearbook. It’s so poetic. I’m shocked you didn’t pick a quote from a Twenty One Pilots song.” Your friend Maddie told you.

“Yeah, I just really liked this quote better. Also I thought I would be a little weird to quote my bo-” you cut yourself off from saying anymore.

Nobody but your parents,Tyler, Jenna, and his family knew about you and Josh’s relationship and you weren’t planning on telling anyone soon.

“Your what? Fantasy boyfriend Josh?” She teased.

“Yeah. Exactly.” You pushed it off not wanting to let it slip that you have been dating Josh for the past 15 months.

You had met Josh about over a year ago at a club. You were underage and used a fake I.D. to get in. You saw Josh from across the club and his bright pink hair caught your eye. He came over to you and started to talk to you and the both of you instantly had a connection. He didn’t know you were only 17 at the time until he asked if you wanted to head back to his place. That’s when you warned him that you were only 17. He didn’t care, because he wanted to get to know you more than to have sex with you. You were pretty mature for your age and the connection you two had made the age difference seem like nothing.

After hanging out and going on small dates for about 2 months Josh finally asked you out. You didn’t want to tell your parents, fearing they would say it was unacceptable that you were dating someone 10 years older than you. Josh insisted saying it was the right thing to do. They took it fairly well just warning Josh to not mess anything up.

Now 15 months into the relationship you were about to walk across the stage of you high school and be in the real world. You were excited, because that meant you and the yellow haired boy you loved so much can go far away for a bit together.

Your friends were all fans of Twenty One Pilots and whenever they brought them up you so badly wanted to talk about Josh. When your friend went on about how hot Josh was you got a bit jealous, but she didn’t know you were dating so you couldn’t be mad. When Josh went on tour you facetimed nightly and he made sure to stop by whenever he had a day off to see you. You and all your friends went to the concert that was closest to you and when you went missing after the show you had to come up with an excuse that you got sick and your mom came to pick you up, when really you were hanging out Tyler, Jenna, and Josh then later went to Josh’s hotel room for some “privacy”.

Everyone who knew about you two were super nice about it and often forgot you were still in high school. You talked about mature topics and you got along with everyone. Jenna and you were extremely close too. She always said you were like her long lost twin.

When you turned 18 Josh made sure to see you and spend as much time with you as possible. It was hard since he spent a lot of time on the road, but you didn’t mind, your facetime dates were always some of the best.

It was the night before your graduation and you were on the phone with Josh. It was one of your usual facetime dates. He was at the airport on his way back to you and you laid on your bed taking in the sight of your boyfriend.

“So you excited to graduate babe?” he asked.

“Yup, but I’m more excited to see you.” you said.

“I know. Only 11 hours, 45 minutes and 43 seconds.” Josh said looking down at his watch.

“That’s cute you have a count down.”

“I’m always counting down for you baby.” he said and you laughed.

“I love you, but it’s getting late and I should probably sleep.” you said while yawning.

“Alright. Good night love.” he said blowing you a kiss then hanging up.

You fell asleep and before you knew it the feeling of lips on your forehead woke you up.

“Josh.” you nearly tackled him with a kiss.

“Good morning beautiful.” he said before kissing you again.

“I’m so glad you’re here” you said hugging him close.

“I know and although I would love to hold you all day, it’s almost 10 and you need to get ready.” he said letting you go.

You frowned before walking over to your vanity where you started your makeup. After 2 hours of makeup, hair, and conversation you were finally ready.

“Wow, you look stunning.” Josh said before kissing your lips deeply, then there was a knock on your door and you mom came in.

“Sorry to barge in, but we have to go. Oh Josh It’s good to see you.” she said hugging Josh.

“You too. Now you heard her Y/N, go get our graduate butt in the car.” he said and you rolled your eyes while walking out of your bedroom and downstairs.

Once at the ceremony you had to part ways with Josh early and you left him with your parents. They all got along quite well so you had nothing to worry about. It was better if he wasn’t near you, because you didn’t want anyone knowing you were dating. You hoped nobody recognized him or asked who he was with.

You met up with a few friends and took a seat. After waiting for a while Maddie nudged you.

“Y/N look there is someone with Yellow hair over there.” she said pointing to Josh. “what if it’s Josh Dun.” she laughed.

“Maddie stop, why would Josh Dun be here.” you said then changed the topic again.

It was finally time for your name to be called so you could walk across the stage.

“Y/N Y/L/N.” the speaker said and many cheers were heard.

You knew Josh was cheering and it made you happy knowing he had come.

Once the rest of the ceremony ended you quickly found Josh and your family (thanks to his hair).

“Y/N congratulations.” Josh hugged you tight.

“Thanks, but keep it casual.” you whispered in his ear and he let go of you.

“So let’s get out of here before anyone recognizes Josh. We’ll do pictures back at home.” your dad said.

You and Josh walked back to the car distance between the two of you. It was times like these that it was hard to not be able to hold hands with your boyfriend or simply walk next to him, but it was better this way.

Once you got in the car you pulled out your phone that was buzzing like crazy.

There was a bunch of texts from your friend Maddie telling you to look at Josh’s snapchat story. You immediately opened snapchat and went to Josh’s snapchat story. There was a 10 second video of your name being called while you crossed the stage and him cheering.

“JOSH.” you said while hitting his knee.

“What?” he asked confused.

“Why did you put this on your story?” you asked while playing the video again.

“Oh shit. I meant to send that to Jordan and Ashley. I’ll take it down.”

“Josh I bet a lot of people already saw it. What are we going to do?” you aid franticly.

“I say just leave it. Let people guess who you are. I mean it’s only a matter of time before people catch on.” he said calmly, helping you calm down.

“You’re right. Plus people are just going to think I’m like your younger cousin or something. Which is gonna be weird when they find out we’re dating.” you said and Josh laughed.

“See it’ll all work out. Now let’s go back to your house and party.” he said pumping his fist in the air.

-2 months later-

“Y/N, I’m so glad you and Josh decided to make your relationship public. It’s so exciting being able to go out with the both of you and not have an awkward distance between the two of you.” Jenna told you.

“Yeah it’s great.” you said with a fake smiling.

“What’s wrong?” she asked sitting down next to you.

You sat there and listened to the song playing in the background for a minute before answering.

“Just people say things about us and our relationship and they don’t even know anything about me. People say I pay for Josh to date me and I’m probably a complete nag being 10 years younger than him and all.”

“You can’t listen to them. They all just want to be in your shoes. Josh loves you and you’re not a nag at all. I often forget you’re even younger than us. You’re very mature and I know for a fact that they don’t know the first thing about you. If they saw how much of a king you treat Josh, they would love you. I think once you give it some time, they will warm up to you.” Jenna told you and the music ended.

You saw the two boys running off stage so you stood. Josh opened his arms for a hug and you dodged him, but he still got a hold of you.

“Ew, you’re all sweaty and gross.” you whined trying to squirm out of his grasp.

“Say you love me and I’ll let go.” he told you and you laughed.

“I love you.” you rushed.

“Say it and mean it.” he told you.

“I love you.” you said slower then kissed him.

“That’s better.” he said letting you go.

“So adorable.” Tyler said walking away with Jenna following him.

No it was just you and Josh. well there were other people around, but it just felt like the two of you. It always did.

“I always mean it when I say it.” you said.

“I love you too.” he said kissing you again. “Now you need a shower and so do I. What do you say we save some water and take one shower.” he said with a smirk on his face pulling you along to the shower.

He really was your king and you were his queen. You didn’t care what his fans said. They didn’t understand and they never. They didn’t know you but Josh did and his opinion was the only one that mattered to you.

If you watch the clip, you can see that actually Josh GAVE Tyler the white rose FIRST! - then Tyler got down on his knees and GAVE IT BACK!💜💚 These two will always stop my heart with all the cute things they do for eachother!❤️

Update: For anyone interested in watching the clip, here is the URL-adresse: http://twitter.com/i/videos/tweet/831769496130088961? Update2: Check out brenduh091s blog! She got a much better view of the whole thing and was so kind to post it! Give her love and credit! http://brenduh091.tumblr.com/post/157326108497/for-anyone-wanting-the-video-of-tyler-joseph

anonymous asked:

hey! can you write a josh fic or imagine where the reader sees him flirt with an interviewer and she gets super insecure about herself and their relationship, but josh shows her how much she means to him? :) thank you so much tay, i love your blog and you so much

JOSH DUN IMAGINE

Normally you’d be fine with it, you were so used to them by now. But today was different and it was nagging in your brain. Nagging you and making you feel vulnerable and insecure. Two things you never were. But there it was, lingering in your head much like an itch you just couldn’t scratch. Your old insecurities and abandonment issues came to the forefront of your mind, rearing themselves bright and shiny so you could do nothing but look. And sulk.

Tyler and Josh were being interviewed cause that’s what they do more often than not, talking about upcoming music and the new tour and basically everything and anything band related. The same boring questions with a few surprising ones in there, sometimes they were lucky enough to get someone who wouldn’t fall back on questions long since answered and today they got just that.

The girl-you’d normally say woman, but she was younger than you-and adorably sweet, a bit too sweet.  She giggled in appropriate places and reached out to playfully slap Josh’s arm more than once so far.  You cringed at Josh’s terrible joke (even though you did love them) but the girl, he thinks her name was Alexa, laughed and it was just way too forced.

And that’s what made that incessant feeling of inadequacy come to light.  No one could resist his charms and you were well aware of it. You were also well aware of how this girl was leaning forward closer and closer into Josh.

“I heard that this is your first time in the city,” She leaned in and raised an eyebrow, a perfectly sharp eyebrow.  Josh nods.  “Do you know all the hot spots you have to visit?”

You knew that these types of questions always arose but what you didn’t expect was for Josh’s response, “Well how about we get your number and you can show us all these spots?”

Your mouth practically fell open at the overtly forward action your boyfriend just pulled, never before had Josh said something like that towards… well anyone. Not a stranger and certainly not a girl interviewing them. That’s what made your mind race.

She doesn’t draw it out though.  After a few minutes, her attention shifts to Tyler, making you exhale.

“So Tyler, tell us a little about the song writing process?”

You were grateful to the shift, so you could sulk with the feeling that you weren’t good enough. Shouldn’t someone so desperately in love with you, Josh’s words not yours, not do something like that in front of the person they love? Hell, even if you weren’t there you’d never expect Josh to say something like that. You crossed your arms tightly around your chest, a defense mechanism you always used when you started to feel insecure or inadequate.  

When you looked back up, brown eyes bored into yours. You avoided Josh’s piercing gaze to pretend to pay attention to what Tyler was going on about but you felt Josh’s eyes remain on you the last ten minutes of the interview.  As soon as it concluded, and you watched Josh talking to Alexa even after the interview was finished, you spun on your feet, leaving the studio as quickly as possible.

“Unbelievable,” you mumbled under your breath because yeah you were feeling less than loved at the moment but you were also a little angry too. You had every right. It all stemmed from your constant fear that one day, your one and only, Josh would leave you. He had more than enough opportunities and probably more than enough reasons to do so. You just didn’t like to be reminded that he could.

You quickly climbed into the crew’s bus, hoping you’d be left alone on the way back to your hotel. You didn’t really even want to be near Josh at this point, you were too gone in your own head, letting every last anxiety, hesitation and fear play in your mind on repeat, like a broken record you imagined the day you’d come home to find Josh in bed with someone else. Or the inevitable fight where he’d walk out the door and never turn back.

You bit your lip and stayed silent, something you’re not really known for when Tyler slid onto the couch next to you, “Y/N, what’s going on?”

“Huh?” You didn’t even know Tyler was on the bus.

“You look kind of out of it today. What’ s going on?” He asked sincerely adjusting his hoodie and lifting up a leg.

You shrugged, “Just tired. Long day.”

Tyler could see through your bullshit and even though you were a relatively competent liar, you weren’t fooling anyone, “Uh huh, so Josh’s little flirting spree earlier has nothing to do with why you look as if he just broke up with you.” He state it more than he questioned it because he knew he was right. Tyler was good at being intuitive about this kind of stuff.

You huffed and let your body deflate, head thudding on the back of the seat, “He’s such an ass.”

“Your ass though.” Tyler reminded you getting you to smirk slightly.

“Like, why does he have to do that? Like I get it he’s the charming one but that-“

“Excuse you,” Tyler interjected.

“You’re the handsome one, relax.”

“Okay, better.  Go on.”

“Just you know how I am— I’m terrified that one day he won’t be there when I come home. Like he could leave at a moment’s notice and not bat an eye.” You felt the sting in your eyes because saying it out loud made it feel as if it were one step closer to becoming true.

“Y/N, that boy is in love with you. Like it’s kinda disgusting actually. He’s not going anywhere.”

You nodded slowly. But it wasn’t enough. Letting Tyler’s voice into your ears only temporarily dulled the voice in your head saying you weren’t good enough, that Josh was only around cause it was convenient right now and the moment he could, he’d bolt.

You holed yourself up in the bathroom of your hotel suite that you had to, now unfortunately, share with your boyfriend.  Doubt had come to skip and plant seeds of disproval and abhorrence amongst the folds and creases of your brain.

Finally away from everyone else you did let yourself cry, not a full on bawling spree but splashes of terrified uncertainty did fall from your eyes, they became glassy and wet as your cheeks reddened and your bottom lip grew sore from biting it.

You were blowing your nose for a third time when you heard the door to the suite open then close, a muffled call of your name. You hoped that Josh didn’t hear you and would just leave so you could cry a bit more in peace but it seemed that fate wasn’t on your side. Soon enough there was a few knocks to the door, “Babe? You in there?”

Your voice cracked slightly, “Y-yeah.”

As soon as you felt you voice betray you, you knew Josh would grow concerned.

“You alright? Can I come in?” His voice was low and he moved the handle trying to open the door but found it locked.

“Y/N? Why’s the door locked love?” His voice rose slightly in confusion and slight terror. You never locked yourself away unless you were getting sick.

“Cause I-I….” But you couldn’t get it out. Couldn’t lie fast enough right now because Josh was on the other side of that door, being his usual devoted self and you could hear the panic in your own voice. You broke down into a muffled sobbing mess with your back against the wall, the heavy echoes of your crying bouncing around the room.

“Y/N! What’s wrong!? Are you hurt?! Open the door!” The handle shook violently but the door didn’t budge. Josh standing on the other side hearing you, a blubbering mess. You rarely cried so he was on high alert.

You took a deep breath and sniffed hard, your nose officially stuffed now as your voice wavered, “Why do you love me?”

The door handle stopped moving as Josh pressed his ear closer to the door, you were only making small noises but he definitely heard you say something, “What was that?”

“Why do-“ you let out a long breath trying to calm yourself down, it was working for the moment, “Josh, why do you love me?”

Silence. Stunned silence. You waited for an answer that you figured wouldn’t come. Josh was shocked at where this was coming from, why was he being asked that of all things? “I, I-“

He couldn’t think of an answer. Well he could of course but his head was fuzzy with why you were crying in a locked bathroom asking him why he loved you. Didn’t make sense and it made a deep line form between his eyebrows. Then he heard you mumble, “I knew it, I knew this would happen.”

“What happened? Y/N, what’s going on?”

“You’re gonna leave me.” You hiccuped out because now your brain was telling you that yes, Josh would leave.

“Y/N, never. I’m never gonna leave you. Please baby, open the door?” Josh scrambled and scratched at the wood that was barring him from saving someone he couldn’t lose. Wherever you were going, Josh would bring you back.

“Why do you lo-love me Josh? Why do you stay with me?” Your voice went a bit higher as some more cries exited your mouth, covering it with your hand, you tried to breathe through your nose-as difficult as that was- as more tears fell over your knuckles. Saying it out loud hurt more than thinking it.

“Because I love you. That’s why I stay with you. I need you, you know that.” He sternly admitted.

“Josh…”  You sobbed, clasping your hand back over your mouth to try and contain the sadness gushing out.

“Is this-is this about earlier? The interview girl?” Josh’s voice rumbled through the wood and could be heard clearer as he sat down on the floor and his voice could travel under the door better. You made another choked sound at that and squeezed your eyes shut, more salty pain running over your blotchy cheeks.

“Babe, you know I was just messing with her. Please don’t think I meant a single word of that. It’s only you babe, only ever been you. I’m not going anywhere I promise. Please? Open the door?”

You shook your head even though Josh couldn’t see you, leaning your head back against the door and continuing to squeeze your eyes shut. You bit down on your fingernails, a habit you tended to revert back to whenever emotionally distressed.  

“Stop biting your nails, you know I can’t stand that.” Came a command through the door. You pulled your hand from your mouth, fucking Josh Dun.

You blew your nose one more time and gulped down the lump in your throat as Josh sighed and spoke to you, soft and intimate, “Y/N, I’m in love with you. I always have been, even since the beginning. I know I flirted tonight and all that, and I’m sorry, but it was harmless, I promise.”

You raised a shoulder and nodded because you did know.

“Please love, know that I’m not going anywhere—“

You wiped your eyes with your long sleeves much more like paws over your small hands and let out deep whoosh of air from his lungs.

“Now you gonna open the door or what? I’ve been dying to kiss you, like, all day you know.” Josh said as he stood, the small pops in his knees sounding through the door. There was a shuffling on the other side of the door and the metal of the lock clicked and it slowly creaked open. There you sat with eyes pink and glassy, cheeks blotchy and swollen, lips red and shiny.

You wiped under your eyes again with a sniff. “I’m just- I’m scared Josh.”

Josh moved towards you quickly, a look of sympathy on his face, he brushed his long fingers through your hair, “Scared of what babe?”

“That you’ll go. You could anytime.” You shrugged. It was emotional but it was truth.

“I could but…” Josh rubbed his thumb across your cheek.

“But?”

“But I don’t want to. It’s you babe, it’ll always be you. There are billions of people out there but none of them compare to you when it comes to my heart and who owns it. You own it.” He smirked tiredly.

“I do?” you asked sheepishly.

“You always have. Now come here.” Josh didn’t wait for a movement as he pulled you into an all encompassing hug, his arms wrapping tightly around you as you laid your head against his chest.  Josh’s familiar smell and the feeling of his hands rubbing up and down your back brought immediate comfort into the depths of you, allowing your mind to finally stop racing.  Josh plants kisses on the top of your head, whispering, “No one compares to you.”

When you finally pull back, Josh takes your face in his hand hands, looking over your tired features, “Beautiful.” He sighed out with a gentle smile.

“Shut up, I look like shit,” you chuckle softly.  

“You look beautiful. Now kiss me, it’s too long since you have.”

He leaned down as you leaned up, your toes extending to reach up and bring their mouths together, slow kisses shared between you as your hands gripped Josh’s broad shoulders and felt the tongue that had mapped your entire body slip into your mouth. You sighed softly into the kiss as Josh’s body pressed against yours more firmly, the wide expanses of it dwarfing your own body, making you feel small and fragile.

Josh bent his knees slightly and proceeded to lift you off the ground, both legs automatically wrapping around his waist and arms to go around his neck, “Gonna show you baby. Gonna show you how much I love you.”

Secret Girlfriend || Josh

Josh masterpost found here

Word count - 1,252

Summary - The one with the month-long secret girlfriend.

You and Josh hadn’t been dating for very long- a month at the most. So far, no one knew you even existed, and vice versa. You both kept your relationship from your family and friends and he worked extra hard to keep you from his fans. It wasn’t like you were hiding each other per say. It was just nice to have your relationship be just that: yours. 

You often spent the night with Josh. Even before your first time with him, you liked to go there just to lay in bed with him and feel his body close to yours. That was one thing you loved about being with Josh; not every intimate moment had to be sexual.

Not that you had anything against the sexual ones. They were pretty damn great too.

You and Josh were laying in bed, fingers intertwined and your head on his chest. “Are we still going out tomorrow night?” you asked, letting your fingers trail up and down his arm.

“Yeah,” he said. “I just gotta tell the guys. They want to go clubbing.”

“What are you gonna tell them?”

“I dunno,” he shrugged. “I’ll tell them I have a date.”

“Right, like that’s gonna go over well.”

“What you don’t think that’s believable?”

“I just think they’re gonna absolutely love grilling you until you cave.”

Josh laughed, “I love your faith in me.” You rolled your eyes and he gave you a small kiss on the head. “I can handle this.”

When you woke up the next morning, you immediately rolled over and snuggled closer to Josh. “Mmm, good morning to you too,” he smiled, putting his arms around you and holding you closer to him.

“Can we go get breakfast?” you asked.

“You want to go out?”

“I really want some pancakes.”

“Alright,” he said. “But I want to lay here for just a little bit longer.”

“Fine by me,” you smiled.

You climbed on top of Josh and pressed your lips to his. He smiled and rolled you both over so that he was on top of you. The kiss was slow but you had your fingers tangled in his hair, tugging it and bringing his head closer to yours. He grinned and let out a soft groan, lowering his hips down to yours so that he was grinding against you. Just when you started to wrap your legs around his waist, you heard a knock at the door.

Josh let out a sigh and pulled away from you. “No,” you whined, grabbing onto his neck and lowering his lips to yours again. Josh chuckled and went back to kissing you. His hands went down to your waist, slowly pushing your shirt up your body until it was off your body and thrown on the floor. Before anything more could happen, the knock at the door was heard again.

“I gotta get it, babe,” he said as he pulled away from you again. “It’s probably just a package or something. I’ll be right back.” You sighed and let him go, watching as he pulled on some sweats and went to answer the door. You laid back down on the bed with a huff and grabbed your phone, scrolling through Instagram to occupy yourself.

About ten minutes had gone by and Josh still hadn’t come back in the bedroom yet. You rolled your eyes and pushed yourself out of bed, wondering what could be taking him this long. You grabbed the t shirt Josh had thrown on the ground and pulled it back over your head, then threw your hair up in a ponytail. “Josh?” you called, walking out of your room. “What’s keeping you, babe?”

You froze in your tracks when you saw who had really been at the door: Caspar, Jack, and Joe. “S-Sorry,” you stuttered. “Uh, I’ll just-” Josh smiled and grabbed your arm, keeping you from leaving the room.

“(Y/N), this is Caspar, Jack, and Joe,” Josh said, pointing at each of his friends respectively. “Guys, this is (Y/N). My girlfriend.”

You blushed and let Josh put his arm around you and hold you close to his side. “Wait really?” Caspar said, his eyes lighting up.

“You’ve been hiding a secret girlfriend?” Jack laughed.

“Only for a little while,” Josh said.

“How long’s a little while?” Joe asked.

“A month or so,” Josh shrugged.

“A month!” Jack shouted, faking extreme exasperation. “How could you! You know, I could see myself doing that but you? It’s despicable! I’m ashamed!”

“Yeah, this is Jack’s level of petty, but I expected more from you Josh!” Joe agreed.

“Oi, this is not petty!” Josh said defensively. “What did you expect, me to tell you about her after our first date? You tend to scare people off.”

“We do not!” Jack said.

“Babe, how’re you feeling right now?” Josh asked, looking down at you.

“A little overwhelmed and pretty uncomfortable considering I’m just wearing a t shirt right now.”

“You see?” Josh said. “You made her- oh, wait, sorry (Y/N).” Josh grinned a little bit as he looked down at your outfit. “You want to go change?”

“Yes please,” you blushed. Josh placed a little kiss to your forehead right before you left the room. At this point, you could still hear the conversation Josh was having with the boys. As you changed, you stayed by the door so you could not-so-discreetly eavesdrop.

“She’s fit!” Jack said.

“I’m aware,” Josh laughed back.

“You like her?” Caspar asked.

“A lot,” Josh said. “It’s only been a month but you can learn a lot about someone in a month. I really like her. Yeah. A lot.” He paused, then added, “You’re not really mad we kept it from you, right?”

“No,” Caspar said immediately. “It makes sense. You never want to introduce a girl to your mates if you don’t think she’s going to stick around.”

“Yeah, he’s right,” Joe added. “It’s better to wait until you’re more serious.”

“Are you more serious?” Jack asked.

“I think so,” Josh said. “Like I said, I really really like her. I haven’t felt this way about a girl in ages. I feel, I don’t know, I feel good. I love being with her.”

“I’m proud of you, buddy,” Caspar said. “Don’t fuck this up. I want to get to know her before you ruin everything.”

“I’m not going to ruin anything!”

“Alright not that I don’t love spending time talking about Josh’s love life,” Joe teased, “but are we going out tonight or not?”

“Can’t,” Josh said. “We’ve got a date.”

“You have a girlfriend for a month and you’re already ditching us for her!” Jack laughed.

“Shove off,” Josh said as the other boys laughed. “Alright was that it? Is that really why the three of you came over and ruined my morning?”

“Ruined your morning?” Joe asked. “Did we walk in before morning sex?”

“Okay bye!” Josh said. Despite protests from the boys, you heard the front door close only a few seconds later. You had finished changing so you peaked your head out and gave Josh a little smile.

“Morning sex?” you asked. Josh grinned and quickly walked back over to you, pushing you up against the wall and kissing you forcefully. You grinned and kissed him back, knotting your fingers in his hair. He picked you up and held you close to him, walking with you back into the bedroom where you would spend a lot of time for the rest of the morning.

Grammys part two: Josh Dun imagine

Y/N: Y’all this went from hardcore fluff to hardcore smut reaaaaal fast. Lol jk. No, but really. When the boys lose their pants the fans lose their shit. Anyways, I’ll shut up now. Enjoy.

Anonymous said:
Omg, please do a sequel to grammy??????? 💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜

Part one: http://thepatricktreestump.tumblr.com/post/157222084267/grammys-josh-dun-imagine

*continued female reader, light smut

“Okay, I didn’t know what you meant by taking off your pants, but now I clearly do,” Jenna burst out laughing as you all entered into the restaurant and took a seat. “Goodness gracious you guys.”

“I bet you were staring,” Tyler smirked. “I’m sure you were.”

“Shut up,” she rolled her eyes as you all sat at a table, opening up the menus.

“You’re all dressed awfully fancy tonight. I assume you all just got back from the Grammys. Twenty One Pilots, right?” the waiter smiled.

“That’s us,” Tyler grinned proudly.

“Sweet,” the waiter beamed. “Anything I can get you guys at the moment? Drinks?”

“Yeah that sounds good,” Jenna nodded. You had all decided to go out for a celebratory meal after the awards. You had settled on a nice Mexican restaurant, not too fancy, but not too casual either.

“Hey,” Josh nudged you beside him. “Check your phone.”

“Why?” you stared at him, confused.

“Just do it, baby,” he insisted.

“Fine,” you sighed, picking up your phone but your expression slowly fading away into uncomfortableness as you read the text he had just sent you.

J: Did you like what you saw on stage tonight?
Y/N: Fucking behave. We’re at dinner.

You glared at him and he turned his head away, acting unfazed.

J: Answer the question.
Y/N: You know I always like what I see when I’m staring at you
J: Yeah but how did you feel?
Y/N: Wdym?
J: All those people staring at me, all those fans probably lusting over me, and you there, watching me tug down my pants…

“Hey!” Jenna snapped. “He’s asking you what you want to drink.”

“Huh?” both you and Josh looked up from your phones, turning red, staring at the waiter.

“Anything to drink?” he raised an eyebrow.

“Oh, uh yeah,” you stammered out. Josh just looked at you, pretending as if nothing had happened. The waiter took your drink order and walked away, Tyler striking up a conversation about some of the performances.

“What if you guys performed?” Jenna laughed. “You think you’d bring the hamster ball and giant confetti canon to the Grammy’s?”

“Oh I’m sure we would figure something out,” Tyler nodded. You felt your phone buzz in your lap and you shot Josh a glare before opening it.

J: Stop leaving questions unanswered babe
Y/N: Stop texting me dirty things and actually pay attention to the conversation
J: I am
Y/N: Jenna and Tyler invited us here to celebrate, not to be antisocial
J: Answer the question
Y/N: Fine, sure. I was turned on. Is that what you wanted to hear?

“Don’t you think, y/n?” Jenna wondered and you flickered your eyes up, completely lost in what they were talking about. There was a second of silence before she hinted you on. “We’d get the drum kits and just make the crowd hold them up?”

“Oh definitely,” you gave a fake laugh before glancing down at your phone again, angry and annoyed at Josh’s attempts.

J: How turned on?
Y/N: I might be turned on but I’m about ready to turn my phone off if you keep this shit up
J: I’m not even doing anything
Y/N: Sure…
J: You wouldn’t dare
Y/n: Watch me
J: Don’t

“You guys, okay? You seem pretty distracted,” Tyler finally brought up the obvious.

“Just a lot of people congratulating us,” Josh shrugged. “Sorry, it’s probably not the appropriate time for this.”

“You’re right,” you quickly agreed. “I say we turn our phones off for the rest of the dinner.”

“Smart idea,” Jenna smiled at the proposition, but you caught Josh giving you a death stare beside you. You quickly shut off your phone and put it face down on the table, watching as Josh slowly did the same.

“You’ll be sorry you did that,” Josh murmured under his breath, just enough for you to realize. You swallowed uncomfortably, trying to ignore his comments. What was he so worked up about anyways? Geez.

“Do you think we’ll get invited back?” Tyler joked.

“Most likely,” Jenna nodded. “You guys are so talented. You’re bound to win another.”

“Then we’ve got to take it up a notch,” Tyler decided. “What’s more attention grabbing than standing up there in our underwear?”

“Oh I’m sure you two could think of plenty of things,” Jenna chuckled softly. Your hand was laying in your lap when you felt Josh lay his hand on top of yours underneath the table. You drew in a sharp breath and Tyler gave you an uncertain glance for a second before dismissing it, and you exhaled, trying to ignore it. Maybe he was just trying to hold hands.

“We’ll go streaking next Grammys!” Tyler cried.

“No way,” Jenna shook her head, stifling her laughter. “Not on my watch.”

“I bet y/n would love to see that,” Josh smirked and you narrowed your eyes, apparent you didn’t find his humor amusing. You felt him grab ahold of your wrist underneath the table, lifting your hand off your lap and moving it towards his leg, then down, resting your hand right over his crotch, his hard on becoming extremely obvious. Shit, of course he’d pull something like this. Especially now without the texting. He laid his hand on top of yours again, pressing down and your felt your cheeks turn red, trying to act nonchalant as you were being guided on how to grope him underneath the table.

“You okay, y/n?” Jenna softened her eyes. “You look sort of uh…”

“I’m fine,” you shook your head. “I think I just need to use the restroom and clear my mind for a little bit. I think I’m a little dizzy from the Grammys, all those people and the lights and noise and stuff.”

“Okay, take care of yourself sweetie,” Jenna replied. “We’ll be here when you come back.” You tried to get up but Josh grabbed your arm, grip tight around your wrist. You tugged several times but he wouldn’t let go until finally you swiveled your arm out of his grasp and snatched your phone off the table, marching off to find the bathroom. Of course, when you got in, there were several texts from Josh. So much for the not using the phones thing.

J: Get your ass out here right now.
Y/N: I don’t know what the fuck is up with you tonight
J: You know exactly what’s up with me, stop playing stupid
Y/N: I don’t know if it’s just cause you won a Grammy so you think you can be cocky and all, but you’re acting like a total dick, Josh
J: I just want you baby
Y/N: You’re the one who said yes to dinner!
J: You’re the one who said no to texting
Y/N: And look where that led us
J: We can always ditch
Y/N: Shut up, that’d be so rude. Jenna and Tyler have been nothing but nice tonight
J: I just really want to fuck you, I saw you in that dress when we walked in the restaurant and maybe it’s the lighting or just the adrenaline rush from being on the stage or me taking my pants off earlier, but I really need this right now baby
Y/N: I know I want it too
J: Then please
Y/N: After dinner
J: During dinner
Y/N: No
J: Fine. Either way come out right now. Jenna’s getting worried and she’s gonna check up on you if you don’t show soon.
Y/N: If I come out, will you behave?
J: Sure
Y/N: See you soon
J: Love youuu
Y/N: Love you too, dimwit

You took a deep breath and collected yourself before heading back to the table and sliding in the seat beside Josh, plastering a smile on your face. “You feeling better, honey?” Jenna wondered.

“Yeah I’m doing just fi-” you couldn’t help but stop midsentence as Josh put a hand on your upper thigh, resting it there above the fabric of your dress. “Fine. I’m doing fine.”

“Okay…” Jenna shrugged.

“Did you feel sick?” Tyler frowned, looking worried and concerned. “I think Jenna has some painkillers in her purse if you need it.”

“I’m fine, r-EALLY,” your voice wavered as Josh tugged up the fabric of your dress to your waist, both your legs bare and exposed underneath the table. Fuck.

“You sure?” Tyler insisted, sensing something was off.

“Yeah, honessssssssssst,” you reassured, ignoring the way your voice dragged out at the end when Josh’s thumb dipped underneath the waistband of your underwear and slid the fabric down your legs to above your knees.

“Just relax, sweetheart,” Josh reassured, sly smile on his face only you could detect. Hell, and to think Tyler and Jenna thought he was being sweet. You bit down on your lower lip hard when you felt Josh’s fingers brush past your clit and rest against your folds.

“Who’s ready for some appetizers?” the waiter wondered, smile on his face as he approached.

As soon as you were about to answer Josh’s fingers pushed into you and you let out a moan, everyone at the table turning their attention towards you. “Ohhhh those sound delicious,” you tried to recover. “Mmm god, appetizers? That just sounds so, oh fuck-” Josh began to pump his fingers in and out of you, staring at you above the table as if nothing was even going on. “I’m so hungry. Appetizers, hell yeah.” You were doing such a shitty job at covering up your act but it was the best alternative you could think of at the moment. Your legs were starting to shake and you could barely speak.

“Someone’s um, particularly hype for appetizers,” Tyler commented.

“I love me some good fooooood,” you moaned the last part as Josh curled his fingers inside of you, hitting your g-spot. “Shit, food is so great. Damn.”

“Someone really likes food,” the waiter chuckled, looking confused and uncomfortable, almost everyone unable to understand what your problem was.

“Come on baby,” Josh prodded. “Why don’t you order something?”

“Sure,” you glanced at him, noticing the way he was trying so hard to suppress a smirk, then flickered your eyes back to the menu. You attempted to cross your legs in hopes of Josh quitting it but he only rammed his fingers deeper inside of you and you gasped in your seat, Tyler and Jenna whipping their heads towards you.

“Okay, spill it,” Jenna demanded. “What’s wrong?”

“Something’s wrong?” the waiter softened his expression. “Uh, is there anything I can do to help?”

“I just think I need to get some fresh air,” you shook your head. “Josh, um, why don’t you come out with me for a little bit?”

“Sure,” Josh agreed slowly. “Whatever you say, babe.” He slowly drew his fingers out from inside you and you took the opportunity to slide up your panties and tug down your dress, then grabbed Josh’s hand with a tight grip and basically dragged him out the door.

“You’re fucking dead,” you hissed, tugging him outside and to the back of the restaurant.

“What do you mean?” he raised his eyebrows, acting innocent. “I didn’t do anything.”

“Shut the fuck up,” you demanded, tugging him to a place without windows or cars or pedestrians and quickly surveying the area before crashing your lips on his, pushing him back into the wall of the restaurant, slamming his body against yours and grinding yourself down on him. Your sloppy, messy, desperate kisses became more heated and you finally pulled away, staring into his eyes. “Don’t pull that shit during dinner ever again. I hate you.”

“You fucking love me,” he rolled his eyes. “You know you were just as turned on as I was, baby.”

“I still am,” you murmured, tilting your head back as he sucked on your neck, his lips trailing down your skin.

“Dammit you look so good in this dress,” he sighed. He traced the outlines of your body with his palms, sliding them down your figure, resting at your hips when you took a step away. “Where you going baby?”

“To dinner,” you snapped. “To behave.”

“You’re going to leave me like this?” he frowned, disappointed. “Come on, I’m dying here and I’ve already tried everything.”

“Listen up, Joshua,” you sighed, walking closer and poking a finger in his chest, glaring up at him. You leaned in close, remaining eye contact, lowering your voice to a whisper. “When we get home, you are going to get in that bedroom with me, and you’re going to receive another big award with yours pants off. But that’s never going to happen unless you behave, understand?”

“I like the sound of that,” he smirked.

“Good,” you decided. “Now come with me and let’s order some fucking appetizers.”

Euphoric (Josh Dun x reader)

I just wanted some good old fashion Josh fluff. Hope you do too.

Feel free to request an imagine.

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Josh always made impromptu visits to your dorm room. But this one felt different. Instead of acting normal like he always did, he was quiet, reserved, and…nervous?

Like you said, Josh always randomly visited. You decided to go to college so you wouldn’t disappoint your parents. Meanwhile, Josh worked in the drum department of the local music store and tried to get by playing drums on the side. You and Josh always supported each other and were there for each other. I mean, you had been best friends since third grade. Since you two were small children, you were practically attached to the god damn hip. His mom treated you like one of her own and you’d always escape to Josh’s whenever you needed a break. Josh was your escape. He was the one for you when your anxiety got bad. Or when the stress from your parents got to be too much. Or when you felt the world conspired against you. And you always had his back when he was going through a bad time. But he was acting odd today. You had just been studying when he randomly showed up at your dorm room door, insisting he just needed to be with you. You assumed his anxiety had gotten bad but it hadn’t. He just sat on your bed, staring down at his hand, while you sat at your desk, pretending to focus on your work.

“So, what are you studying?” Josh timidly asked, the first thing he said since he first entered your dorm.

“Chemistry. My professor gave me an essay to do.” You whined, putting your pencil down and turning your chair to face him. “So, what’s up? You are acting odd.”

“Oh. Me? Odd?” Josh let out a nervous chuckle and looked up at you with a small smile.

“Josh, I’ve known you for years. What’s going on?” You asked, concerned about your friend.

“Why are you single?” Josh spit out causing you to go wide eye.

You knew why you were single. But Josh didn’t. Which was reasonable since the whole reason you were single was because you were pining for your best friend of years. But he didn’t know that so you just pretended it wasn’t true. “Um, I don’t know.” You muttered quietly, turning away from Josh to face your desk again.

“It doesn’t make sense. I mean you are beautiful. Like really pretty. And nice. And really cool.” Josh said, a blush creeping his cheeks.

You felt your cheeks turn a violent shade of red as you turned to look at your best friend. “Thanks, Josh. Can I ask why?”

“Why what?”

“Why you are asking about my relationship status?” You asked.

“I don’t know. I guess I was curious.” Josh said with a quirky grin that causes your whole body to go all giggly.

“Well, then, why are you single?” You asked confidently.

“Well, I mean, I guess I kind of like someone.” Josh said, his cheeks turning pink.

“Oh.” Your heart instantly dropped to your gut. Of course he liked someone. And they probably liked him back. He was attractive and sweet and the kindest person you’ve ever met. “Who is she?”

“Just a friend of mine. I’ve known her for a while but I am always too scared to tell her.” He said with an odd expression.

You sighed. You may love him, but he was your best friend and all you wished for him was happiness. So, of course you were gonna help him. Even if it broke your heart into a million pieces. “Well, maybe you should tell her. It might be worth it.”

“But, what is she doesn’t feel the same? What if I loose her?” Josh barely whispered, staring at you with such intensity that you started to feel uncomfortable but glued to the spot.

“If she is truly your friend, she shouldn’t ditch you because she doesn’t feel the same. But, she might. It’s always worth the shot.” You said with a shrug and small smile.

“Yeah, but she deserves so much better than what I can offer her.” He said and your heart broke on spot.

“Josh, you are an incredible, amazing guy who deserves the best. Any girl would be lucky to have a guy as wonderful and kind as you.” You said, giving his hand a light squeeze and earnest smile. Josh smiled back at you, grabbing your hand and intertwining his fingers with your own. You felt your breath hitch and you felt like screaming.

“(Y/N), have you ever loved someone?” Josh whispered as he pulled you closer and grabbed your other hand.

“Um, yeah. Actually. I do.” You said quietly, looking at your hands instead of his eyes.

“Who?” He asked, and you felt his eyes stare at you, causing your breathes to come out shaky.

Your mind twisted and turn, wondering what to do. You played back to the advice you had just given Josh and thought if it was true. He was your best friend. He wouldn’t leave you over some stupid feelings, right? Although, you were about to tell your best friend of years that you loved him. “Josh…” You sighed.

“I’m your best friend. Just tell me.” He looked at you with his caring eyes.

“Josh, it’s you.” You started pulling away slowly, scared of the response you would receive when Josh pulled you even closer, until you were inches away from each other, your spinning chair up against the bed. You could barely breathe as Josh clutched onto your hands even tighter and he leaned his forehead against yours. You closed your eyes as Josh detached one of his hands, trailing in up you arm until he gently stroked your face.

“(Y/N), I love you.” He whispered and you felt your heart race as soon as the words left his mouth. He was so close and you felt dizzy. His hands fit yours perfectly and his calloused fingers stroked yours. He filled all your senses as his face pushed closer to yours. You felt his soft lips press against yours and you felt euphoric. One hand clutched onto yours even tighter than before, as if afraid to lose you and the moment. His other hand led down to your hip, gripping it, and you felt him smile against the kiss, causing you to respond likewise. You slowly lifted up from the chair, putting your legs on each side of his lap, straddling him as he continued to kiss you, your lips dancing together as one. You brought your hands up around his neck, holding onto him as the unimaginable happened. I mean, you imagined it before, but never did you imagine it would actually happen.

Josh clutched to your hips even tighter, bringing his lips to your neck, a small gasp leaving your lips as you smiled. “Josh…”

Josh detached from you, looking at you with the biggest smile you’ve ever seen on him. His eyes sparkled as he stared into your eyes, causing you to become more flustered than you already were. “God, I should have done that years ago.” He said with a small laugh as he pulled you closer to him.

“Yeah. You should have.” You said boldly as you leaned down, kissing him softly.

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Better Late Than Never

Summary: A requested imagine about having feelings for Josh for many years but not acting on them then you get invited to the Grammy’s.

Warnings: None, y’all all safe here.

Rating: Safe, no smut just fluff

A/N: I am sorry I am slow at getting through these requests but I am doing the best I can. Also let’s talk about Josh and Tyler at the Grammys for a sec. 1. I am proud af, they truly deserve this and the awards that are yet to come. 2.They have great legs and they should do that more often. Just saying.

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IMAGINE: You and Josh have been friends for a long time and are secretly dating. Josh brings you home for Christmas and has plans to introduce you as his girlfriend, but Maya is all over him. In the end, he announces you as his girlfriend and he makes sure to let everyone know that he only loves you…


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     You felt a bit uncomfortable staring at Maya jump all over Josh. You two had been secretly dating for a couple of weeks now and everything was going great. He had invited you to the Christmas celebration his older brother was hosting at his apartment. You agreed to go excited, yet nervous, to meet all of Josh’s relatives. 

     Everyone was incredibly nice and welcoming. Riley and Topanga even prepared a small present for you. That of course you couldn’t open till midnight. You felt a bit bad for only bringing some pastries for everyone instead of a gift, but everyone’s welcoming smile made you feel better. 

     While Maya was occupying all of Josh’s time you had a conversation with Topanga. You wanted to be a lawyer as well, so getting a lot of tips from the famous Topanga was really helpful. You absorbed all the information she gave you while glancing at Josh from time to time. Your heart ached every time you stared at him. You wished he had introduced you in the beginning as his girlfriend, but you understood if he wasn’t ready for that. You were still bothered by the fact that he let Maya all over him, but couldn’t even hold your hand in front of everyone. You were jealous to say the least, but taking a few deep breaths calmed your jealousy down. 

     Throughout the conversation you hadn’t noticed Josh’s eyes on you. He wanted to go over and hold you in his arms. He tried pushing Maya away, but she clung way too tightly. And he didn’t have the heart to upset her. She was just a young girl confused about love. He remembered how it felt to crush on someone and not have them return the feelings. But now he was in love. He didn’t want you to feel alone. It was Christmas. So he invited you over and was ready to introduce you as his girlfriend, but he got nervous and flustered in the end so he chickened out. But he swore that by the end of tonight everyone would know that you were his girlfriend. He wasn’t going to let another day pass without telling everyone.

     You and Topanga had prepared the plates for everyone to sit and enjoy the family dinner. Something you couldn’t do since Maya had stolen your seat next to Josh. You ended up sitting in between Auggie and Riley. Which in the end you didn’t completely mind since Auggie took a liking to you.

     When everyone was done Josh made sure to escape Maya’s embrace to pull you aside. “ Hey, Y/N, you okay?” He asked you. You smiled lightly,” Yeah, I’m fine.” You lied. Josh could tell you were lying. He knew something was bothering you. He had an idea on what that something was and he knew how to fix that frown on your face. He ran over to the couch and prepared himself to share the news. “ Can I have everyone’s attention?!” He yelled out and everyone look towards him as the room became silent. He motioned you over to him and you slowly strolled your way to him. He grabbed your hand and held it in his. Your eyes widened a bit surprised at his actions. Josh chuckled at the tint of pink on your cheeks. “ I just wanted to share with you all that Y/N is my girlfriend. We’ve been dating for a couple of weeks now and I’m happy to finally share this news with you all.” Josh announced you as his girlfriend and you couldn’t help but smile giddily. You were happy that everyone finally new that you two were together. You couldn’t help but notice Maya’s heartbroken face.

     “ Maya, you’re a great girl and one day you’ll find someone that will fall in love with you. But I’m not that guy. I love Y/N and I’m extremely happy to be with her. I hope you understand that.” Josh explained to Maya and after a few minutes she finally understood. The rest of the night was spent with you and Josh laughing and talking with everyone while snuggling together on the couch. You couldn’t have asked for a better Christmas.


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requested by anonymous

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requests are open

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Knight

Tyler Joseph X Reader

Request: could you do one where a creepy guy starts hitting on y/n and being really pervy and you get really scared and then Tyler or Josh sWOOPS IN AND SAVES THE DAY cause that would be amazing. thanks (I love your writing so much !!)

A/N: SO THIS CAN BE A BIT TRIGGERING SO BE WARNED. THIS IS NOT A SMUT. IT DOES HAVE SOME SEXUAL CONTENT HOWEVER. I’ll list the warnings down below!!! I apologize for the lack of content recently, I’ve been very discouraged about writing and I just haven’t really had much time to write either. I hope you guys enjoy this one, however. I promise I’ll try to be more consistent with my writing, but please bear with me if I’m not. You guys are the absolute best! Thank you for sticking with me.

WARNINGS: sexual harassment, language, some mild violence, uncomfortable situations

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Look After You

Here’s something else I found. This one is when they are all adults. Awkward Christmas party

If ever there was a doubt
My love she leans into me
This most assuredly counts
She says most assuredly

Maya tapped her fingers against her thigh, her burgundy sweater dress rippling with each tap. The thick fabric fell around her and would be scraping the floor if it wasn’t for her chunky brown boots. Her free hand continuously rubbed at her protruding belly—never tiring of the unexplainable feeling of being so close to her baby boy. 

She stared at herself in the reflection of the mirror as she sat down her volume boosting mascara as Riley stepped into the room.

“It feels longer than five years since I moved out of here.” 

Riley plopped onto her old bed, now fitted with more sophisticated fitted sheets—a dark purple color that matched nicely with her gray walls. Though they were grown adults, both married and one with a child on the way, they both still found comfort in the room. Maya told Riley she was pregnant in the bay window even. It felt like coming home and when they both struggled, Riley’s room is where they both went.

Riley looked around with a sigh.

“My grandparents are here.”

Maya held in an agitated sigh. It wasn’t that she didn’t like the older Matthews couple. She loved them—she did. They are the people who raised not only Cory, but also her own stepfather in a way. Shawn wouldn’t be the man he is today if it wasn’t for them, but ever since she got married four and a half years earlier, they always found a way to slip in their judgmental gazes her way.

Her husband wasn’t what they would have chosen for her. She got married too young effectively ruining her life. They once thought the same of Topanga and Cory—she isn’t sure why she was surprised by their frosty response the first time she showed up with a ring on her finger.

Because she broke their son’s heart and for that, they might always hate her a little bit for. 

It didn’t matter if it was over six years ago.
It didn’t matter that she was obviously happy.
All that mattered to them was she was married right out of high school and it wasn’t to their son.

“You know they love you.” Riley twisted her diamond around her finger with her thumb—a nervous twitch that she had picked ever since the ring settled around her left hand three years previously.

“I think they would love me more if I had the last name Matthews,” Maya kept a small hand on her belly as she slowly settled beside her best friend.

“Well, my presents have decreased since I switched.”

Maya rolled her eyes. “Speaking of, where is that insanely handsome husband of yours?”

“Off making me angry. You know I am thinking of divorcing him?”

Maya threw her head back at Riley’s expression, snorting at the ridiculous thought. “We both know he is your favorite person on this whole planet. Maybe in the universe.”

“He’s supposed to be here already.” Riley pouted, her arms crossed tight over her chest. 

“And he will be. My hubby isn’t here yet either. Mostly because he promised to pick yours up.”

“See! You should be mad at him too.”

“You and I both know the second he walks through that door, he’s going to give you that lovey-dovey smile and you’re going to give him that Riley grin you have been giving him since seventh grade—

“It has not been since seventh grade.”

Maya raised a perfectly plucked eyebrow. “I’m sorry, eighth?”

“Whatever. You make me sound like putty in his hands. I could stay mad at him if I wanted to.”

“You could, honey. You just don’t want to.” Maya pulled herself up, lending a hand to her overdramatic best friend.

“Now let’s go. Just keep me occupied until our husbands show up. You know I am emotional.”

They started down the stairs, Maya tensing at the laugh that came from none other than her ex-boyfriend.

She hadn’t seen him since she had gotten married and she was never thinking the way he would see her next is when she was six months pregnant. She was sure he knew that she was permanently off the market—that was why he didn’t come around as often.

She stepped down from the last step and once again, her left hand settled on her swollen belly. It had become her safety net that she never knew she needed. 

His eyes didn’t leave her belly, shock dawning his features.

The Christmas party continued to roll on, no one noticing the sick look on Josh’s face. Maya clawed into Riley’s arm making sure she didn’t skip away to greet the guests. 

It wasn’t like their break-up was awful. They didn’t even date that long. Something she thought she wanted for so long fizzled so quickly, she sometimes had a hard time remembering exactly how long they even dated. The long game quickly became the short game and waiting around for someday turned out to be a waste of time. 

Her heart didn’t shatter when they decided to split. If anything, she was greatly relieved. She no longer questioned if they would be together. She got her answer and was free to move on.

Josh stepped forward giving Riley a tight hug before awkwardly turning to Maya. “Hey, Maya.”

She gave a sweet grin, reminding herself that it he is allowed to be shocked, though she had an itch her throat to tell him to stop staring at her stomach.
“Uncle Josh, how have you been?”

“I must say, I felt a lot better five minutes ago.”

It shouldn’t annoy her. It really shouldn’t. If he was trying to guilt her for loving someone that isn’t him, she shouldn’t be angry. Sure, they only dated a few months, but there was always a promise before that of something amazing. She was nailing the coffin shut by being married, but it wasn’t like this was a new development. He had not spoken to her since she was in high school. 

“I thought that whole marriage thing was a joke.”

Maya felt anger. She wasn’t sure if it came from being pregnant or maybe the fact she was tired of that comment. Because Maya Hunter settling down at the ripe old age of nineteen just didn’t make sense. She got asked if she was pregnant more times than she could count the first year of her marriage. 

Love wasn’t the first go to in a young marriage.

There had to an underlying reason.
But there wasn’t one. 

“It is as real as his child in me.” 

She felt her blood start to rise in temperature and she started to think of all the different ways to tell him off. She might be a married woman with a baby on the way but she was still Katy Hunter’s daughter and she wasn’t in the mood for someone like Josh Matthews.

She was used to his parents. Their thinly veiled insults towards her husband. What his profession was, any trouble he might have seen in his younger years. He coughed in a way they thought wasn’t polite and she would hear about it.

Her mouth opened—ready to take fire with more riling comments when she heard a calming voice.

“Hey.”

Maya glanced over her ex’s shoulder who was still waiting for her response—probably didn’t even realize the rudeness of it.

“Dad.” She hadn’t seen Shawn in a few weeks because of a job he had down in one of the Carolinas—she couldn’t remember which one—and she wasn’t expecting to see him for another week. 

Josh was left unattended, Maya no longer caring, to reach out to her father. He felt safe and warm when his arms wrapped around her, her belly kicking at being enveloped. She was sure the baby boy knew his grandfather was in close proximity or maybe even now he knew that Shawn Hunter was one of Maya’s favorite people and he had been keeping her calm ever since even before he married her mom.

“How’s my favorite grandson doing?” Shawn kissed the top of her head, knowing she was trying her hardest to keep her temper in check.

“Much better once his dad gets here.”

Maya released Shawn from her grasps, he keeping an arm around her shoulder as they turned back to Josh and Riley. 

Shawn began a discussion with Josh about the joys of photography and Maya felt her previous anger began to slip away. Josh seemed to have forgotten about her diamond captured finger and her swollen belly and for that Maya was relieved.

Maya slipped away suddenly craving her mom’s sugar cookies that she knew she had brought with her to the party. Riley followed over to snack table instantly.

“I knew he was going to say something not needed.”

“It’s alright, Riles. I am used to it.”

“You shouldn’t have to be. So we are young and fresh out of college. Why does that mean we should feel bad for starting families?”

Maya raised a perfectly plucked eyebrow. “We?”

Riley became flustered. Her face becoming the slightest shade of pink. “You know what I mean.”

“Oh, I do?”

Riley turned to respond, but her eye caught someone at the door. “Smackle!”
Smackle hung her jacket up before rushing over to greet her two best friends.

They had not been able to see each other in the few weeks leading up to Christmas with all of their jobs and lives being so hectic. Smackle herself was in graduate school and took almost all of her time.

“Let me see the ring!” Riley squealed snatching up Smackle’s left hand and the modest rose gold ring sparkled.  The rose quarts diamond was oval in shape and fit on Smackle’s thin finger like it was cut specifically for her.

Her engagement was no surprise to the friends and they had even begun to take bets on to when the question would be popped to their quirky friend.

“Where is—” Maya’s words died in her throat the site of her husband walking through the door. 

Riley sighed next to her and Maya couldn’t help but roll her eyes. 

“You’re right. I’m putty.”

Riley’s smile lit up the whole room as Lucas and Farkle made their way over to the trio, Zay not far behind.

“Hey, Huckleberry.”

Lucas grinned at Maya as though his mouth didn’t even know he was doing it.

“Hey,” Riley’s voice came out breathy and almost in awe when Farkle stepped in front of her, he now towering over her unlike back when they were kids.

“You still mad at me?” Farkle asked giving a quick kiss to the top of her forehead.  

“No, but only because you delivered my best friend her husband.”

Farkle shook his head wrapping his arms around her waist as they turned to the rest of the group.

Maya felt all of her panic and worry fall away at the seams once Lucas came to stand beside her, slightly behind her so her back was against the righter part of his chest. His left hand played with hers, their rings clinking together.

“How does it feel to have a fiancé, Zay?” Lucas grinned at his oldest friend.

“I figured you two are married and your wives are happy, so how hard can it be?”

Maya rolled her eyes at him, and she, Riley, and Smackle shared a look. Smackle had filled them in on how their friend had proposed. He had dug through her memory box (after asking Maya and Riley for the okay, of course), and found the etiquette book that he had given to her so long ago when she was still dating Farkle and the triangle was still fresh and wrong. Zay was the only one outside of the drama and in a way, it made him understand the group and without knowing it then, understand his future wife in a way the others didn’t comprehend. 

He rewrote in the margins all the way he still loved her and found her beautiful, but this time in ways she would make an amazing wife and mother. On the last page, he taped the ring beside the etiquette of how to accept a proposal (not marriage of course) and in the margin, wrote: Just say yes. 

Maya cried for a good thirty minutes after Smackle told her and that was how Lucas found her when he came home from a long day of at the animal hospital—she was sitting in front of a canvas with paint smeared across her cheek and tears falling from her eyes.

Even now she was wiping at her made up eyes to make sure she didn’t make a scene in the middle of the party. 

The rest of the group began to discuss wedding plans which Maya and Lucas had no way of giving input for her. Neither had wanted a wedding and wanted to be married before they moved for school, so they ended up married in a restaurant where they had their first date.  Another reason for the Matthews to not agree with their marriage because of how abnormal they went about it.

They never cared the looks they got from people when they told them about their wedding day because honestly, neither cared. They were both happy and never felt slighted from their decisions. 

“I missed you today.” She mumbled turning around to look up at him.

“I have been right here.”  

Maya rolled her eyes not understanding why she would have expected another response. He always gave the same response when she told him she missed him.

“Josh is here.”

“I saw.” He muttered, never liking Riley’s uncle. Of course, when he was younger he tried to find reasons for why he didn’t like her, but soon he came to terms it was because of how Maya smiled at him and forgot anyone else in the room even existed. 

“Don’t do anything stupid, Huckleberry.”

He laughed at her command and grabbed the finger pointing at him pulling it up to his lips to kiss it. 

“I am not fifteen anymore, Maya. Besides, you’re my wife. Why would I be bothered by an ex-boyfriend?”

“Good answer.” She sighed standing on her tip toes to give him a peck, his left hand instantly going to rest on the right side of her belly—stroking it lovingly.

Throughout the rest of the night, Maya caught Josh multiple times staring at her and Lucas. She felt herself shrink into her husband under the other man’s glare and Lucas’ hand was tighten on her waist when Josh found reasons to come by into the kitchen. It wasn’t that Josh was this terrible guy that she needed protecting from—it was just that Lucas and Josh hated each other.

By the end of the night, after everyone else had left, Maya was curled up in one of the big comfy chairs in the living room with Lucas’ arms tight around her. He was discussing baseball with Zay and his voice alone lulled her to sleep.

When she came, she heard soft voices and decided to pretend she was asleep for a little bit longer. 

“I don’t think I ever said congratulations.”

Josh’s voice put Maya on edge and she was nervous about how the conversation was going to go.

“Thanks. It was pretty quick so not many people knew. My dad wasn’t even there for it. He was on a business trip.” Lucas laughed as he continued to stroke Maya’s arm.

“I was angry with you for a long time, but I get it was always going to be you two. I just needed to get out of the way.”

“Well, I won’t disagree with you.” 

Maya mentally rolled her eyes at her husband.  

“You treat her well Lucas. I’m sorry my parents refuse to see that.”

“I could treat her better. I know she deserves a lot more than what I have given her. She has given a lot up for me and I just want to be able to repay the favor.”

Maya doesn’t hear Josh respond, but the silence wasn’t awkward she assumed her nodded or something nonverbal. 

“Well, I better get going. Tell her I am sorry for earlier.” 

Maya could fell Lucas shift her around to give Josh a handshake and before she knew it, it was just them two again. She then allowed herself to pretend to wake up. “You heard all of that didn’t you?”

Maya knew she was caught but feigned innocence, “Ranger Rick, I was asleep.”

“I know you Shortstack. Your body tensed the second you woke up.”

She pouted at him, “Well maybe you shouldn’t know me so well.”

“Yeah, I will get right on that.”

She tried to fight a smile, but it was useless when it came to him. “I love you. You know that right?”

“I love you too.” 

“Don’t ever feel like you have to repay me for following you to Texas. I did it gladly.”

He nodded at her and she couldn’t resist leaning up to push her lips against his. “I love you forever.”

“Tuesday.”

She growled at his response and he let out a bark of laughter. It was common response when she told him she would love him forever and she wasn’t positive if it was because they got married on a Tuesday, hence when they made the vow to love each other forever or if it was because he was giving her a heads up that he was leaving her on a Tuesday.

“You are so mean to me.”

“Oh, I know.” 

She giggled pulling herself up before holding a hand out to him, “Come on Mr. Friar. Time to go home.”

“Anything for you, Mrs. Friar.”    

You want me dead

(A/N): I was watching videos of the Jimmy Fallon’s show and I had this idea. I hope that you like it!

Warnings: None

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“Tell us, (Y/N). How came the idea of making a YouTube channel? Did you expected that I was going to be such a success?” 

 You closed your eyes for a second and smiled. “Well, the idea came because of my brother. He’s two years older than me and I remember that he was obsessed with bands like Green Day or Fall Out Boy. So one day he had the idea of dressing me up like Billie Joe Armstrong and take pictures.” the public started to laugh. You smiled even without understanding what was that funny.

 “Oh, yeah. The famous pictures.” the host laughed so you did too. It was the first time that someone interviewed you on TV, so you were trying to stay relaxed.

 “Yeah, the famous pictures. When we posted them in Instagram everybody started reposting them and it went viral in a couple of days. I still don’t know why.” everybody laughted again, but that time you stayed serious. “So, in the wake of the photos we opened the channel in 2013. We thought that it was a good idea. And that’s how we started making parodies about bands on the Internet.”

“But the point is that you’re not who sings in the videos and a little bird has told me that you can actually sing. And a lot of people like me want to know why.”

“Well, the fact is that my voice doesn’t sound very masculine. So, when we have to record a song, my brother is the one who sings.”

The host looked at you with both of his eyebrows raised up, you just shrugged. There was a moment in where everyone in the set was quiet, and you started to think if you said something wrong. “I’ve heard that you know how to imitate a singer who you have already met in person.”

Oh no, if that singer was who you were thinking about you’d die of shame. Though it was real that you could imitate him, you were on TV! There was a probability that he was actually watching you. Or worse, maybe the other member of that band was watching the show too.

“Could you show us who you imitate Tyler Joseph’s voice, (T/N)?” the host asked with you with a lovely smile. God, you couldn’t say no at that point. It would be rude.

He gave you a microphone and you took it nervously. “First of all.” you looked directly at the camera. “Tyler, if you’re watching this, please don’t hate me. I carry you in my heart.”

The public laughed and you did too. Now it’d been funny. You started to think about all the Twenty One Pilots lyrics that you knew and decided to sing the chorus of Tear In My Heart. It was one of your favourites and you died everytime that you watched the video. Your mind was trying to focus on the lyric but everytime that you looked at the host and saw him smiling like a little child, you wanted to start laughing.

The chorus finished and the public started to applaud. You got up and started bowing. Finally, it seemed like you were starting to be relaxed for the first time since the interview started. Now you were acting like the real (Y/N). When you went back to your sit, the host put a hand in your shoulder. 

“That was amazing. Without exaggeration I can say that you sounded like the Tyler. I closed my eyes for a second and it sounded like him.”

“Nah, you’re actually exaggerating.” you laughed, trying to make it less.

“If you don’t believe me why don’t you let Josh Dun to confirm it?”

“Wait, what?”

You stopped talking when you saw that Josh was in the set with you and he was getting close. You opened your mouth for a second, without being able to believe that he was there. He greeted the host with a handshake and you standed up prepared to say hello to him. Josh smiled when he looked at your eyes and then kissed your cheek. 

He took a sit next to you. Apparently, the bright haired boy would stay there until the end of your interview.

“Thanks for coming, Josh. We’re so glad that you’re here.”

“Thanks for inviting me. When they told me that she was going to be here I said yes without thinking about it.”

Thank you, Joshua Dun. Now your cheeks were red. Everytime that you looked at him he smiled. You were shook at that moment.

“Can you tell our dear (Y/N) what do you think about her impression pf Tyler’s voice?”

“It’s been incredible. You’ve got talent and the best is that you sounded better than him.” you laughed nervously. “I told you this the first time that we met.”

“You remember that day?”

“How could I forget it? You made me smile in half an hour more than in the whole day. And I loved your personality.”

You covered your face with both hands when the public said a long “Awwwwwwww.”

“How cute was that, Josh.”

“Thank you.” he answered with a laugh.

“You want me dead, don’t you?” you said to the drummer without stop smiling. “You can’t say that to a girl who had a crush on you.”

“You have a crush on me?”

“Had. On the past.”

“That breaks my heart, (Y/N).” the host seemed to be enjoying the conversation. “I have a crush on you. Have. On the present.”

You bit your bottom lip and smiled again. Josh looked at your eyes for a seconds and a smile were draw on his lips.

“Why don’t we stop the show here and we left this love birds here? It seems they have forgot about everything. I bet that they’re not listening to me.”

You were listening. But both of you prefered to look at each other without saying anything. Your crush for Josh Dun was coming back.

Though perhaps it had never left

Keeping a Promise // Caspar Lee

Word Count- 1492

Summary- aka the five times Caspar didn’t kiss you and the one time he did

A/n- this is by far my favorite imagine yet, it was so fun to write. hope you enjoy!
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Being Josh’s little sister, you saw Caspar all the time. Whether you wanted to or not, he was just always around. You had a love hate relationship with the boy. You threw around insults like none other. Of course, you ended up falling for him. But he was oblivious, at least you thought he was.

~~

The first time

You were 14. It was Josh’s 16th birthday party.

“Y/n, sweetheart.” Your mom asked.

“What’s up mama?” you replied, pulling out your headphones.

“Can you go get the ice cream from the garage?”

“Yeah,” you stood up, heading out the door. You went to the freezer, searching for the ice cream, not sure which ones your mom wanted you to grab. So you grabbed them all. While you were busy trying to stack the boxes strategically, Josh and Caspar walked in.

“Y/n! Hurry up! My friends will be here any minute!” Josh screamed, grabbing two things of ice cream. He darted out of the room, towards the kitchen.

“Wanna help?” you nodded towards the other ice cream.

“Nope.” He laughed turning around.

You took one step and toppled over.

“Ouch.” You mumbled, suddenly being pulled up.

“You okay?” Caspar whispered, two inches away from your face.

“Y-yeah.” You looked into his bright blue eyes.

He looked into your eyes, then at your lips, then back into your eyes, he moved half a centimeter closer.

‘CASPAR!” Josh yelled from the backyard, “C’mon!”

Caspar let go of your arms, that neither of you noticed he was holding. He grabbed some ice cream and left. You didn’t move until your mom came in yelling at you for letting the ice cream melt.

~~

The second time

It was about a week and a half later. You slept in because it was a Saturday, why wouldn’t you? Once you finally got up, you reluctantly went downstairs. You loved your bed so much, but your tummy needed food. When you turned into the kitchen you were baffled by the sight. Caspar was sitting at the table eating cereal, shirtless.

“Mornin’.” He said, looking up from his phone.

“Hey,” you muttered, reaching for a bowl. You knew your shirt was going to rise up, and you didn’t stop it.

You suddenly felt a presence behind you.

“You really shouldn’t do that.” He whispered into your ear.

You turned, face to face with your brothers best friend, “Do what?” you asked innocently.

“Tease me.” You breathed, his face straight.

“What’s going on here?” Josh asked from the door.

Caspar immediately reached up for a bowl, “Just grabbing a bowl for Y/n.” he turned and went back to the table. Once again, leaving you flustered.

~~

The third time

You were at school, sitting in the library. You were quietly working on your math homework, when he sat next to you.

“Hello,” he smiled.

“Can I help you?”

“Someone’s moody today.”

“Just curious as to why you’re here.”

“I need help.” He said, catching your attention.

“With?”

“So you’re saying you’ll help me?”

“I never said that.”

“Okay well, no one can know so come here.”

“What?”

“Come here.” He leaned forward, pulling you closer to him. He sat there for a good 15 seconds.

“Are you gonna tell me what you need?” you said, bored of the game he’s playing.

“I really want to kiss you,” he whispered. “But Josh is looking, so I’m pretending to tell you something.”

You immediately stood up and ran out of the library, flustered again.

~~

The fourth time

You were at a Halloween party. Like any other party, you all decided to play a game. Seeing as Truth or Dare and Never Have I Ever were overplayed, you lot decided to play Spin the Bottle.

“Alright, I’ll go first,” said a guy in the grade above you. It landed on someone who wasn’t his girlfriend. This led to lots of screaming, now 2 less people were playing.

Next was a very popular girl, it landed on Josh. You grimaced, watching your brother kiss her.

“Alright, your turn Casp,” Josh said, waiting for his friend to spin the bottle.

You clenched your fists, nervous. Did you want it to land on you?

Pro- you got to kiss Caspar

Con- only because of a game

Pro- you get to kiss Caspar

Con- your brother would see

Pro- YOU GET TO KISS CASPAR FREAKING LEE

Yes. You wanted it to land on you.

It must have been your lucky day, because the bottle came to a stop. Facing you. Your breath was caught in your throat. Suddenly you couldn’t breathe. But you played it cool. He smirked, scooting across the floor. You didn’t look at Josh, you knew it would ruin this moment. Caspar leaned in, you closed your eyes.

“IM GONNA KILL YOU!” you heard, jerking your eyes open. Everyone’s head turned to the noise.

There was a loud crash, a few bangs, and lots of yelling. Two boys in your brother’s grade were full on fighting.

“Let’s get out of here,” said Josh, pulling you out of the back door.

~~

The fifth time

You were emotional. Josh was leaving. He was going to London. You didn’t want him to leave. You were sat in the living room, holding one of his sweatshirts.

“Oh, Y/n.” your brother sighed, “Come here.” He opened his eyes.

You bawled, “Why?”

“It’s a great opportunity.” He smiled, “I’m only a FaceTime call away. You’ll be fine.”

“I’m going to miss you so much,” you cried, sitting back down.

“You can keep my sweatshirt if you want,” he offered.

“I wasn’t going to ask for permission,” you giggled.

“C’mon Josh, we need to leave soon. Finish packing the car, I need to piss.” Caspar interrupted.

Josh left and Caspar was in front of you in seconds.

“Why are you crying love?’ he said sweetly.

“I don’t want him to leave.” You said quietly, not wanting Caspar to judge you.

“It’s not so bad, trust me. If you need to talk to someone, you can always talk to Theodora.” He cupped your face, looking straight into your eyes. “God you’re so beautiful.” He put his forehead against yours, you closed your eyes.

“Casp! You said you had to piss not take a shit! C’mon!” Josh yelled. You walked outside with Caspar. You hugged josh one more time. He got into the car, then you turned to Caspar hugging him as well.

“I’ll kiss you one day.” He whispered, then he was gone. And once again, you stood there, alone, flustered all because of the same blonde haired, blue eyed, South African who’s been making you feel this way since you were 12.

~~

Finally

You woke up 3 minutes before your alarm went off. You decided to scroll through Tumblr before you had to get out of the bed. You were going to pick up Josh today. It had been way too long since he had been to South Africa. Two years in fact. You were so excited to see him, but when you saw him walk out of the terminal, you got more than you bargained for.

“JOSH!” you screamed, running up to your older brother. “Oh, how I’ve missed you.”

“Missed ya too sis.” He smiled.

“Oli? As in Oli White?” you asked, peering behind your brother.

“The one and only.” He laughed.

“It’s so nice to finally me you! I’ve only seen you in videos!’ you hugged him as well.

After you let go of Oli, you saw him. Two years had passed, and he was still gorgeous as ever.

“H-hey, Casp.” You smiled.

“Hi,” he sighed happily. “It’s been way to long.”

“Yeah it has.”

You pulled him into a hug, his arms wrapping around you tightly, “I’ve missed your touch.” He whispered. He let go of you, but you kept your arms around his neck.

“Do you remember the promise you made me the last time we hugged? “You asked, smiling.

“How could I forget?” he laughed.

“So? Are you gonna keep it.” You bit your lip.

His smile faded, “Josh is going to kill me,” he went to pull away, “Fuck it.”

He attached his lips to yours, you responded almost immediately. You’ve been wondering what he tasted like for the past 6 years. And it was better than you had imagined. He tasted of mint gum with a hint of alcohol. You loved it. You could taste that forever. He licked your lip, asking for permission. Which you gladly gave him.

“Okay that’s enough.” Josh said, “I’m allowing you to be with her, you could at least have the decency to not eat her face in front of me.” Josh threw Caspar’s bag at him.

You giggled mouthing a thank you to your brother who just smiled.

You clung to Caspar the rest of the day, you’ve been waiting 6 years, and you couldn’t wait any longer to be all over that boy.

Not As Good As Her Part 3

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Hey everyone! Here is the last part of the Josh Dun cheating fic. There are two endings, you can choose whether you’d forgive him or not. I hope you enjoy! Let me know what you think.

If you don’t like angst, you can read my other fic here.

WARNINGS: language, violence, cheating


The car stopped outside of a nice club. People were surrounding the door, and it looked like the party had already started. Tyler and Jenna got out first. Jenna opened your door for you and helped you out. “Hey, Y/N, look at me. You can do this, okay?” she said, holding your shoulders. You nod at her, and she pulls you in for a hug. “I believe in you, plus you look so hot. He is gonna die.” You smile at her comment, and she leads you inside. 

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Don’t go- Josh Dun

Y/N P.O.V

He hadn’t answered his phone in over 5 hours. This wasn’t like him. He always answered your calls and texts almost immediately.

Did he meet someone else? He probably didn’t care about you anymore, he won’t even be here for our 3rd anniversary. He could get anyone in the world, so why did he settle for you? You we’re a piece of crap. You we’re far from perfect, you had an ugly smile, and your laugh was so annoying.

Those thoughts had been haunting you for the past 3 months but when Josh didn’t answer your calls for the last 5 hours, that was enough for you to believe all of them. You just wanted to push all the voices out. There was only one way though.

You walked to the bathroom sobbing, knowing that both you and Josh would be free again. You from your misery and Josh from you. That’s what he wanted wasn’t it?

You opened the medicine cabinet and grabbed a bottle of sleeping pills. You heard a knock on the door as you took a big swig of water swallowing the pills then your phone rang out from the counter. It was Josh.

That’s when you fell to the ground and everything went black. You wanted to go back but it was too late.

Josh P.O.V.

I met her just over 3 years ago. Her smile pulled me in. The way she laughed made my heart skip a beat. She was freaking beautiful and she was so talented. From the first time I met her I felt a special connection to her.

Fast forward 3 years and we’ve been dating for 2 years, 11 months, and 29 days. Yes I kept a count because she meant so much to me. She always knows exactly the right things to say and do. I couldn’t help but think she ended up in my life for a reason. She was perfect.

Tyler and I just got off the plane from finishing our tour. Y/N doesn’t know we’re back yet. She thinks I’ll be home late tomorrow night, but I wanted to surprise her for our anniversary tomorrow.

I had a lot planned for us and I couldn’t wait to see her reaction when I proposed to her.

Once Jenna and Tyler dropped me off at Y/N and I’s apartment I started towards the door.  Was so excited to see her again. It has been 2 months since I got to see her in person.

I knocked on the door and waited for it to open. There was no answer. I decided to call her and I got a little nervous when she didn’t answer. I went to the neighbors to get the key they had of our. I could help but fear the worse. Y/N has battled with depression and when I went away she wasn’t in the best state of mind.

When the door finally opened I called out her name. That’s when I came across the bathroom to find the love of my life on the ground with an empty bottle of pills next to her.

I called 911 while trying to find a pulse. I was a little hopeful when I felt it but it was weak.

“Stay with me baby. I love you Y/N, don’t go. We were gonna get married. Baby I need you.” I just kept talking in hopes she could hear me.

The ambulance showed up about 7 minutes later. I had to call Tyler to meet me at the hospital because I couldn’t do this alone.

“Hey Tyler. Meet me at the hospital right now. I just found Y/N on the ground,she took some pills and I’m scared.” I could barely breath, my chest felt heavy with worry.

“We’re on our way now Josh stay strong, she’ll be okay.” Tyler’s voice was filled with fear and concern but he was trying to hide it.

She was taken away right away once arriving at the hospital. I felt a hand on my shoulder. It was Tyler. My tears just feel and I collapsed to the ground.

“I knew I should have told her I was coming home. I knew I should have never left her in the beginning.”

“Hey Josh She’ll be fine. She’s a fighter, she loves you and if she did hear you before then she’s gonna get herself better.” Tyler and Jenna stayed with me until the doctor came out.

“You must be Josh Dun, correct?”

“Yes. How’s Y/N? Can I see her.”

The doctor let out a sigh the started to talk. “She’s doing great. She overdosed on sleeping pills. Once we got her back there her heart stopped but we have her stabilized now. We have hopes that she will be awake tomorrow. Thank god you found her when you did. She wouldn’t have made it if you had waited all of 3 more minutes. You can go see her now.” With that the doctor lead all of us to where Y/N was.

She must have not eaten in a few weeks. She was at least 25 pounds lighter and her arms were covered in scars.

“Oh my god. Josh how long has she been this bad?” Tyler asked kneeling next to me as I held her hand and kissed her knuckles.

“I-I don’t really know. I got so wrapped up in the album and tour I guess I didn’t even notice. Fuck this is all my fault. I love her so much and I didn’t even realize that she was hurting herself. I don’t deserve her.”

“Don’t blame yourself for this Josh. Just be there for her.”

Tyler and Jenna left about 3 hours later after they knew I was okay. They offered to bring me home but I wasn’t leaving Y/N’s side.

I pulled a chair up next to her bedside and just held her hand. I drummed a little beat with my thumbs on her hand and I must and fallen asleep. I was awoken by yelling and a loud beeping noise. The nurses removed me from the room quickly as I tried to fight my way back to Y/N.

“Sir we need to make sure she’s fully stabilized before you can go back in.” The nurse explained to me as I asked to go back in after sitting in the waiting room for 20  minutes.

It was about an hour later when I could go back in. She looked like she did before except this time her eyes were open. She was just staring down at her wrist crying.

I placed a hand on her leg. She jumped “Are you a nurse?”

I looked at her with a quizzical face. Before I could reply the doctor came in and asked to speak to me.

He explained how she had some sort of seizure when she woke up. He then explained how she will have some memory loss for the next few hours but she should be okay by tonight. He had full faith in her which made me feel good.

“Hey Y/N, do you remember me?” I entered the room again.

“Umm… Yeah don’t you play in a band or something? Like the drums?” I thought it would be best to go along with whatever she said for now.

“Yeah. Are you a fan?”

She smiled and it made my heart skip a beat like always.

“I think so. Can I hear a song?”

“Of course.” I said pulling out my phone playing her favorite song.

As We Don’t Believe What’s On TV played I couldn’t help but stare at her. She was so beautiful, how could she ever how doubts about herself?

When the song ended she asked to hear more. We listen to the whole Blurryface album and I gently drummed my fingers on the bedside again. She watched me the whole time.

“You must be really talented. Do you have a girlfriend?”

“I do actually.” I smiled and then it faded when I realized what she had asked me.

“Wow she must be very lucky to have you.”

“No I’m lucky one.”

“Josh, will you tell me about her?”

“Well for starters she’s beautiful, talented, and her smile. Her smile makes me the happiest man alive. I could go on for hours about everything I love about her. She’s perfect for me.”

She smiled down at me.

“I feel like I know who you are. Are we friends?”

“I would say more than friends. What do you remember about me?”

Y/N P.O.V.

“I would say more than friends. What do you remember about me?”

I sat and thought for a moment. My thoughts and memories were all cloudy and I wasn’t sure what was real or not.

“Well I remember that there is Tyler he’s the one who sings those songs.A blonde girl. Gianna, possibly. I think we’re all friends right?”

“Close, her name is Jenna. Tyler and I play in the band twenty one pilots and Jenna is one of your best friends.” Josh said reassuring me.

With that a man and a woman walked in. they looked to Josh as if they didn’t know what to say.

“Hey guys. Y/N woke up a while ago and she’s getting some memories back.” Josh told them what I remembered. After talking a bit about our friendship Jenna asked if Josh wanted to take a walk with her. I wondered why he said yes, I thought we were getting along so well. I wanted to know more about his girlfriend,he sounded so madly in love with her. Something I only dreamed a guy would do about me.

Once they left the room Tyler sat in the chair next to the bed that Josh just left.

“Hey Y/N. How do you feel?”

“Good I guess. Tyler can I ask you a question?”

“Sure, what’s up?”

“Is Josh happy with Jenna? I mean he deserves the best and I think she would be great for him I guess.”

He chuckled and looked at the ground. “Well I hope they don’t get to close. After all she’s my wife.”

“Oh whoops, I thought they were dating. Sorry. So who is he dating?” You felt sort of embarrassed but you felt comfortable around Tyler like you did with Josh.

“Well she’s this funny girl who I introduced him to over 3 years ago. Today is their 3 year anniversary actually and he was gonna surprise her, but something came up. She’s my wife’s best friend and she was her maid of honor in our wedding. We all missed her being on tour with us, but she had work so she could join us the past 3 months.” You sat and listened to Tyler go on about this girl for a while.

Josh P.O.V.

“Thanks for getting me out of there Jenna.”

“No problem. I saw the tears in your eyes and knew you probably needed a minute to breathe.”

“Yeah. It’s just so hard not being able to wish her a happy anniversary or kiss her. I mean she doesn’t even know we’re dating. I had all these plans to propose today and I just feel so bad for her.” I wanted to cry but just held the emotions in. I wanted to stay as strong as possible.

“The doctor said we could show her picture and videos and things like that to jog her memory but I don’t want to mess with anything, you know?”

“I get it, but i think she’s getting a lot of the memories back she just needs a little more push to get the rest.” Jenna said pulling out her phone. She showed em a few pictures she had taken of Y/N and I when we were on tour together.

“Show these to her and maybe it will help her.” She said handing me the phone as we walked back into Y/N’s room.

Y/N P.O.V.

Josh and Jenna walked in and Josh sat next to me again. He handed me the phone and scrolled through a few pictures of him and me. It was when he got to the 5th or 6th picture that it clicked. I was his girlfriend. Tears filled my eyes and Josh looked up at me.

“What’s wrong?” Josh said wiping away a stray tear that must have fallen from my eye.

“Happy anniversary babe.”

The room went silent. Everyone’s jaws fell open. Then Josh stood up and put his lips to my forehead.

“I love you Y/N. Happy anniversary baby.”

Josh handed Jenna her phone back. Then they left leaving only Josh and I in the room. I moved over on the bed so Josh could sit next to me.

Not that he felt like a stranger but I still didn’t have full memory back so I still didn’t feel like I’ve known him for 3 years.

Josh’s P.O.V.

It had been a few hours since she remembered who I was. I know there were pieces still missing from her memory but the next morning she would have it all back says the doctor.

It was early in the morning when I woke up and saw her sleeping so peacefully. I didn’t want to leave but I hadn’t taken a shower in over 3 days now.

Once I returned 3 hours later she was awake.

She greeted me with the biggest smile.

“Hey Josh.”

I was so happy to hear her voice again with a happy tone.

“Hey babe. How did you sleep?” I asked as I sat down on the bed with her again.

“Great.” There was a moment of silence as the cuddles close into my side. “Josh I’m so sorry. I-”  I cut her off before she could say anything more.

“Y/N there’s nothing to be apologizing about. Just please promise me you’ll come to me about this if there’s a next time.”

She nodded her head and I kissed her on the top of her head.

“You missed.” She said as she came up to met her lips with mine. We were interrupted by Tyler walking in.

“Woah didn’t know I was getting a show with visiting my best friend.” Y/N pulled away and chucked. I just stared down at her. I can’t believe I almost lost the love of my life to her stupid demons.

6 weeks later

Y/N and I just left having a nice dinner at her favorite restaurant. We were walking along the river path when I stopped and dropped to my knee. Y/N didn’t notice for a few seconds and when she turned around to see me pulling out the small velvet box she started to cry. This was it. The moment I’ve been anticipating since our first few dates.

I planned a whole speech but I couldn’t get the words to form so I simply just said “Y/N make me the happiest man to ever live and marry me.”

She stepped closer to me and shook her head yes. I slipped the ring in her finger and then pulled her into a hug.

She was finally mine. I was never letting her go again and something told me she was thinking the same about herself and I.

“I love you Y/N.”

“I love you too Josh.”  

Natasha, Pierre and The Great Comet Of 1812 (as told by someone who's only listened to two songs)

[Inspired by “Dear Evan Hansen” according to my dash]

Overview:

Alright, so, it’s post War And Peace and there’s war and romance and according. Natasha wants to get married and Pierre is drunk and Andrey isn’t here.

Setting:

Russia?? In the past. Like the 1800′s.

Characters:

Natasha:

-is young

- in love with Anatole? I think?

-I don’t blame her, Lucas Steele is a beautiful man

-barely knows him, wants to marry him Disney Princess style

Pierre:

-drunk

-bitter

-is he Grantaire?

-does he spot the comet??

-who is he

-Josh Groban, an actual angel

Sonya:

-is good

-deserves so much better

-protect her

-*Elsa voice* You can’t marry a man you just met

-mom friend

Anatole:

-is hot

-seriously he is

-I thought Lucas Steele was like,, Ryan Steele’s little cousin

-gay??

-I think he’s gay

-sorry Natasha

Andrey:

-isn’t here

-who is this man

-is he Anatole’s boyfriend

Balaga:

-the troika driver

-what the hell is a troika

Touring with a toddler

Summary: A submitted imagine from @radiatingrachel about touring with Josh whilst have a little girl called Erin :)

Warnings: None, y’all all safe here.

Rating: Safe, no smut and it’s just cute AF

A/N: First submission on the blog! Two fics in one day, you guys are lucky ;)

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Back to the Beginning( Don't tell him part three)

Pairing: Tyler/ Reader, Josh/ Reader Warnings: Smut, Bondage, Wax, Slight name calling, Surprises,Daddy kink(slight), Choking(slight) Cliff hangers(you’re welcome) Rating: Mature A/N: HAHA READ IT AND WEEP(please don’t stop reading the series, this isn’t what it seems.)

Originally posted by skeletonclique-top

You got into your car and started your long drive to work. It had been officially two weeks since you and both of the boys had been together as a trio, and things were going perfectly, or so you thought. You’re snapped out of your thoughts when your phone buzzes and alerts you of a new text. You look over and see Tyler’s icon come up, and wait for a red light to check it. Once you pick it up and see it, you read what it says and immediately turn your car around to head to his place. The text said there was a big emergency and he needed you to be there asap. You make sure to call your boss and let them know you can’t come in, and park your car in the boys driveway. You run inside, using your key, and walk in to see Tyler sitting casually on the couch. “Tyler, what’s wrong?!” You yell. He looks up at you calmly and smiles. “I just wanted to see you..” he mumbled, standing up and crossing the floor over to you. He wraps his arms around your waist and you glare into his eyes, trying to calm yourself down. “Tyler, you’re a fucking idiot. I thought you or Josh might’ve been hurt” you say, trying to get out of his arms. He doesn’t loosen his grip, only holds you tighter. “I’m sorry baby, I just…I missed you, I miss our little dates we used to have her..” he says, looking around the apartment. You sigh and can’t help but feel saddened by Tyler’s words. “I thought you were okay with all of this. It was your idea..” you say, looking up into his big brown eyes. He looks back into yours and bites down on his lip, hard. “I know. I just wanted you to be happy and he had stuff to offer you that I didn’t..I just miss being alone with you, watching movies with you, having you strip for me..” he starts to mumble his words softly into your ear. “Watching you dance for me, fucking the lights out of you, tying​ you down” You cut him off. “Then let’s do it” He looks at you questioningly. “What do you mean?”// “For tonight only, let’s go back to how it was. You can tie me down, I’ll dance for you. We’ll go back to how things were without Josh, just for tonight.” You say, kissing along his neck. He lets out a loud groan and tips his head back, giving you better access. You feel him let out hums when you realize you're​ making a mark. You pull away and he moves his lips onto yours, slowly moving you up to carry you upstairs. On the way up, Tyler rips off all of your clothes and throws them lazily around before dropping you onto the bed. He pulls off his shirt when he walks over to the familiar dresser, and pulls out the old ropes and ties. You smirk as he walks over and ties your first wrist to the headboard, and then the next. Tyler takes a blindfold and ties it around your eyes. You feel him move away and hear a click sound, not even a moment later you feel a stinging sensation on your stomach, and are quickly realizing it’s candle wax. You inhale sharply, feeling the familiar rushing feeling in the pit of your stomach. He starts to write something with the wax. It doesn’t take long for him to finish, and traces his finger over it. You aren’t sure what it says, but Tyler wipes it away and moves back up to kiss you. He starts sliding down his pants and massages your breast. He slides his underwear off, and aims himself, thrusting in slowly. Once he feels you’re fully adjusted, he thrusts into you, harder. You groan against him and struggle against your restraints, just wanting to touch him. He chuckles at your obvious discomfort and interlocks his fingers with yours, leaning down to be able to go deeper inside of you. With his new angle, he was hitting you in all of the right spots, and you couldn’t stop yourself from calling out his name. He continues to talk dirty to you, starting to push you over the edge, when suddenly. “Hey, Ty, where are you?” You and Tyler both start whisper yelling, and you hear Tyler pull on all of his clothes. “Okay, babe, you wait here, and I’ll be back” he says, leaving you tied up and blindfolded, completely exposed. Meanwhile, downstairs. “Hey, Josh, what are you doing here?” Tyler asks, crossing his arms over his chest. Josh looks up at the boy and smiles. “Well, (Y/N) is at work right now. So I thought maybe we could do something special for her when she gets back?” Josh suggests, already placing bags in the kitchen. Tyler starts biting his nail and looks at Josh, sighing. He had to admit, it was hit for him to think about you, tied up, naked, and waiting for him. Maybe he should make you wait. “What were you thinking?” Tyler asks, opening the bags. “I thought we could make her food and then watch a movie and…You know” Josh says, laughing at himself. Tyler smirks, loving the fact that you were up there. “Well, we both know I’m the better cook of us two, so you can look through the movies while I cook?” Tyler says. Josh nods and goes to Tyler’s living room. Tyler starts blasting the music and Josh chuckles, flipping through the movies. Josh lifts his head when he hears a slight noise, but looks away. But when he looked down, he saw a bra. Your bra. And the rest of your clothes that Tyler left laying around. He clenches his jaw and stands up. “Ty, I have to go the bathroom” Josh says, Tyler doesn’t respond, probably with how loud his music was. He clears his throat and starts walking up the stairs, and heads to Tyler’s room, assuming you’d be there. He sees you and feels rage, but also becomes very turned on by the sight of you just laying there, waiting, wanting. You hear the movement and the music, and think Tyler was coming back up to finish, and turned on the music so Josh wouldn’t hear. You hear the sound of pants coming off and more shifting, and smile. “Coming back to finish, huh?” You ask. You inhale sharply when you feel a cold finger running along the burn from the wax. You try and see through your blindfold, but you can’t. It doesn’t take long for you to feel yourself being stretched out again, but it felt different. Your thoughts are cleared when he starts thrusting in faster. “T-tyler” you let out, pulling at the restraints.“Call me daddy” says a whisper. You bite your lip and start screaming Daddy to him, encouraging him to go faster. He grabs something from the table and you hear it start vibrating. He grabs one of your hips to be able to hit harder, and starts rubbing the vibrator onto your clit. “God, Daddy, yes” you say. You feel yourself reaching your end, and you can tell ‘Tyler’ is also about to from the grunts they’re letting out. You feel his hand reach up and wrap around your neck, squeezing, and completely sending you over the edge. The sounds you let out are vulgar and choked, and you feel the warmness entering you as well.“I don’t appreciate you calling out my best friend’s name while I’m fucking you” he says. Josh. He lifts the blindfold and you’re at a loss for words. For some reason, it was hot to you. “And slut, that’s a new one” Josh says. You look confused until he points at your stomach and you realize that’s what Tyler had burned into you. You laugh softly and shrug. That’s when you hear the clearing of a throat. “So, this is the second time I’ve walked in on you two. I’m thinking you just want to be caught” he says, crossing his arms on his chest and leaning against the doorframe. Josh mumbles some curse words and pulls his underwear on, yet no one makes any attempt to untie you. You groan. “Tyler, I thought Josh was you..” you say. Tyler looks at Josh. “Did you fuck her and not even tell her it was you?” Josh doesn’t say anything. “Dude, that’s so fucked. And you knew I was downstairs?!” Josh finally stands. “Ty, you decided to take her for yourself in the first place! It was supposed to be all of us or at least we were supposed to let each other know something was happening!” Josh yells back. Tyler sees you sitting quietly and unties you. You pull the cover over yourself and start biting your nail, not knowing what to say or do. “Maybe this was a mistake.” You say, loud enough for them to hear. The three of you sit in silence. Tyler mumbled something, but no one heard. “What?” You ask. “I agree, tonight started as my fault” he begins. “Tyler…”//“Let me finish. I think tonight was just a mess, but (Y/N), this wasn’t a mistake. At least, not for me. I think…..” He starts mumbling again. “What?” You ask again. Whatever was said, Josh heard it when you didn’t, and he looked pissed. “I said. Marry me” (THATS WHERE IM ENDING IT BUT GET READY FOR THE NEXT PART OML)ki
Josh Dun Imagine

Requested

Being away from the one is always hard. What makes it better is having all the many chances to talk to them. Even better is when you get a video where his is. This was one of those times. Right when you got home, a message came to your phone, looking at the screen you saw Tyler had sent you a video. you already knew what is it about and who was in it.

Sitting by the desk you opened the messaged and played the video were Tyler was whispering:

“Hey (Y/N). I know you are at work and all but you have to see this. So we are going to our next arena and Josh has been talking about you non stop Listen” Tyler turned the camera then you saw Josh looking out the window and saying

“I hope (Y/N) can talk today. I miss her. Did you knew she got promoted I’m so proud of her” his words made your heart melt. He always spoke sweet words to you but hearing them when he doesn’t know you an heard them makes it all even better. Makes you realize he really means all of them. “I wish i was there when she got it. I miss her” as he spoke, Josh turned and saw the camera. Right then he knew what was happening.He got all shy and hid his fave in his hands.

“What were you saying?” Tyler said laughing. “Sorry dude, I just had t film this for (Y/N).” Tyler moved in closer to him. “Some words for the love of your life?” Josh smiled, waved

“Hi baby. I love you and miss you bu now I have to kick Tyler’s ass for making me look so sappy.” and the video ended. Smiling to yourself you sent a text to Josh. It was ice to know he thought of you even if traveled around the world.