#tyjo + reader

[soupiiiie]

Secretly

tyler joseph x reader

Word count: 1388

Genre: angsty-ish, some fluff

You knew who he was but desperately needed a place to live so when you saw his application for roommates, you pushed aside your fangirling and applied

You agreed to meet him in person so he could see what you were like for real and he really liked your personality

He let you move in the following week, agreeing to split the costs evenly

You had a TON of tøp merch and posters and had to hide them in a box so he wouldn't ever see them

You even had a tattoo of the bands symbol on your body but always covered it up

Tyler and you became really really close, that's when you started to develop feelings for him

He was always so nice and kind, you had tried going on dates with guys and whenever it ended up badly, he would immediately come to get you if he needed, and give you a ‘better date’ as he called it

He never really showed interest in you as a girlfriend but you were falling faster and faster with every day

One night, after a particularly bad date, he picked you up from the persons house and took you home, making you put on the matching pjs you got for Christmas from Josh and out on your favorite movie

“I don’t know why you keep going out with these, pardon my language, douchebags all the time. They never end up treating you right and you deserve to be treated like a princess.” He gave you a big hug and rocked back and forth.

He cared about you so much more than you knew. If it were his choice, he’d make sure you never looked at another guy ever again, only him. He wanted you to be his, but did not want to push you into the spotlight of being his girlfriend to the public

Tyler was under the assumption that you didn't know about his band / how famous he was

You sniffled and sighed “Ty… I think you should know something..” you started, nervous to tell him the secret you kept, “I know… about your band… I'm a fan actually.” you were so scared. Scared that he’d be mad, scared he’d tell you to pack your stuff and move out, scared that you would never see him again.

He silently stared at you, contemplating what to do next. He was angry that you never told him, he would have been okay with it. He didn't know if you’d put personal stuff on social media, or used him to gain clout amongst your peers. He didn't know how to feel.

He stood up and left. Left the apartment and drove to Josh’s place. He didn't want to talk to you right now after he had spent 6 months living with you. He knew it was stupid to be mad at you for being a fan, but he wished that for once, someone would want to be close to him just because. Not for his status, not for his fame or talents, just for being him. He felt used in a way

He explained everything to Josh, how he felt, what he wanted with you, what you were hiding. Everything. Josh told him to take some time to think and figure out what to do. So that's what he did.

You sat for what felt like forever on that couch, waiting for Tyler to come back. When you looked at the time, it was almost 3 in the morning so you decided he wasn’t coming home tonight and went to bed. Crying yourself to sleep.

When Tyler woke up, he had a terrible headache. He thought too much last night, it was almost 3 am when he finally fell asleep on Josh’s couch. He had come to a conclusion though. He was going to talk to you and hear your side. 

His feelings were still there, they wouldn’t go away that easily, but he was hesitant. Scared that you were only his friend and roommate because of who he was.

You woke up to the front door closing and footsteps approaching your room. There was a light knock on the door and you opened your eyes to see Tyler standing in the doorway, still in his matching pjs. 

“...Hi,” you whispered shakily, “I didn’t think you were ever coming back.” Your whole body was shaking. You didn’t know what he was going to say.

“I went to Josh’s to think… I need to ask you something first though.” You nodded, encouraging him to continue, “Did you accept the application because of who I am?” his hands were shaky as he held onto the foot of your bed frame.

You shook your head quickly, “No, I really needed to move out of my parents house, you know why, and you were the only person who accepted to meet me. I wanted to tell you but was scared that it would ruin my chance of having a place. I didn’t want to scare you away… I’m so sorry Tyler, I never meant to keep it from you, I just wanted to make sure you wouldn’t kick me out before I told you. I know its a shitty thing to do but… I was scared.” Tears started forming in your eyes as you looked up at him. It was true, you were going to tell him, you just didn’t know when.

He looked away and took a breath, letting what you said sink in, “I wouldn’t have kicked you out if you told me. I’m just hurt that you would hide such a big detail from me. I-I need you to promise me that you didn’t use me, or post anything personal about me on social media. I don’t want to just be your famous roommate. I want to be your friend.” He was scared of your answer.

“I promise Ty, I never told a soul that I live with you, not even my sister. I didn’t want to put your privacy in jeopardy.” It was true, you never told anyone, you respected him and his home that he so graciously opened to you.

Tyler let out a sigh of relief and glanced up at you, finally meeting your gaze.

You stared back at him and thought you might as well tell him everything. “I um.. I have a box of all of my twenty one pilots stuff hidden in my closet. I had to make sure you never saw it, or this,” You lifted the hem of your shirt to show the band symbol tattooed on your ribs with lyrics from one of their songs under it, “Your music helped me a lot through rough times and when I turned 18 I got this.” you lowered your shirt and waited for him to respond.

He smiled gently, “I’m glad we helped… Thank you for telling me. Thank you for not being  a crazy stalker.” he chuckled to himself.

“My pleasure,” you giggled lightly. 

He swooned at the sound of it deciding that it’s now or never that he told you, “well… since we’re confessing things, I um, I like you. More than a roommate, more than a friend. I think I’m in love with you.”

Your eyes widened, you had been waiting to hear those words since the first time he saved you from a terrible date. You crawled toward the end of your bed and sat up so you were eye to eye with him. No words were said, you just leaned in and kissed him. Wrapping your arms around his neck as he held you by your waist, kissing you back. When you pulled away, you smiled, “I think I’m in love with you too Ty.”

He smiled back and pulled you into a hug, “how about we order some food and finish that movie?” You nodded, “No more bad dates for you.”

You smiled and you both walked to the living room to watch your movie, you couldn't have been happier. He was finally yours, you were finally his. 

The smiles never left neither of your faces for the rest of the night. 

Bonus: - Later that night, Josh had texted Tyler how it went and he told him how you confessed to one another his only response was “FINALLY!”

[when-worlds-end]

Oops... I fell onto my keyboard...

Your eyes remain glued to the cracked ground as you walk away from him, the sound of his beat-up vans hitting the concrete sidewalk rattling along the inside of your skull as he follows you.

One step. Two steps. Four steps. Eight steps. His pace continues to match perfectly in time with yours until you can't take it anymore, furiously whipping around to face the person who just can't seem to cut their losses.

"Stop following me."

"Not until you tell me why they call you that," he breathes out, his words tumbling over themselves in a panic as he tries desperately to pivot the conversation in a direction where you don't demand that he leaves.

"Why won't you just accept that that's what everyone calls me?" Your question comes out softer than you expected, your voice sounding hollow as the layers of defeat pile up in your throat as if to choke you.

"Because I... I just... can't." The words halt you in your tracks but he keeps going, as if he can't stop, "it's cruel, what they call you. They all know it, they're just too cowardly to say anything about it. I'm not. Different doesn't mean bad. Different doesn't mean monster. Different doesn't mean freak."

[plasticfilth]

Summer Tyson you say… 👀

Please feel free to elaborate/share etc etc!

summer tyjo is him at his best. he's carefree, more eager to wake up in the morning, and he always has something planned.

you're shocked he wasn't growing gills, basically living in the water. lakes, the ocean, pools. you name it.

"babe, have you ever been paddle boarding?" and if your answer is no, he's determined to be there with you when you try it.

barbecues, music, late night swims, skinny dipping.

him being barefoot and shirtless most of the time and you constantly having to remind him to put something on, for your own sanity.

champagne and smores by the fire pit at the lakehouse, watching the sunset. that feeling of showering off after a day out, letting your hair airdry in the cool breeze, hugging each other under blankets on the pebbles.

summer is undeniably his favourite, but being with you was more important. being able to share his favourite adventures and moments.

[rrickgrrimes8]

Josh when...

Josh when Tyler embarrasses both of you...

"So, (y/n), life on tour, what's that like?"

"Oh well so far it's been amazing. I mean I got to spend some more time with Tyler and Jenna and obviously with my hubby." You said slapping Josh's knee playfully.

"What about you, Josh? What's it's like having (y/n) on tour with you for the first time since you became a married couple?"

"It's great. Really. It's amazing. I know we both were a little scared about basically living in a tour bus for months on end sharing one small bed but we adjusted and we haven't killed each other yet." The interview chuckled at his comment along with (y/n) and himself.

"And you, Tyler? How are you feeling with this?"

"Um well I tolerate (y/n). She's okay I suppose it's just one little thing that they do that just gets in my nerves."

"Oh really what would that be?"

"At night they're just so loud. I don't know what they are doing in their bunk but I really want the moaning to stop. Like man I'm trying to sleep"

"Oh my god." (Y/n) mumbled under her breath before both you and Josh's faces started to turn bright red.

"Just out of interest what are you guys doing so late? At first I thought you might be playing some sort of a game but now it kinda sounds like your wrestling."

"Wrestling? How so?" The interviewer encouraged him clearly finding your embarrassment hilarious.

"Umm I'm not sure recently it's become rougher and louder. Sometimes I can almost hear slapping happening and I'm like Josh you can't slap woman. But sometimes it sounds like she likes it. (Y/n) always shouts about 'how good he is' and 'how much she likes it' but I don't understand what's going on that she likes so much. If I did I would ask Josh to do it to me."

Both the interviewer and Tyler start to laugh while (y/n) shrinks in her chair and Josh looks around blushing. (gif)

"Tyler ,man, Stop."

"What? Why?"

"Dude just stop." Josh laughed pulling (y/n) towards him and kissing her.

"They do that at night too before and after they do the other thing."

"Tyler stop!" They scream in unison.

[jayascorner]

running for my life

tyler joseph x reader

warnings: none other than suicidal thoughts, but nothing happens really, the reader’s just depressed. (tyler is out of his depression though)

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2 years. it’s been 2 years of putting up with this horrible life. i want it to stop. i want all the voices to die. i want to dream at night again. i want to actually sleep and not see black the whole night. no matter how much i try, nothing would cure my amazing suicidal being (note sarcasm).

i’ve considered and tried ending it all sometimes, but one, it never works and two, i have a friend that really doesn’t want me to. his name is tyler, and he’s always convincing me to stay alive no matter what, but what’s the point?

earlier i concluded that my behavior lately is coming from home, specifically my bedroom. so the only solution i can think of is running. running away from everything that can trigger my depression.

so now i’m running. and even though i’m getting out of breath, i keep running. my legs are tired, and my face is nearly frozen from the temperature outside. but i keep running. until i hit a small tree stump and trip. nothing like unintentional self harm, am i right? it’s a freebie! i’m not at fault here.

sure, it’s dark and cold and i can see a person in the shadows, but who cares about that. wait a sec..a person in the shadows? i better keep running.

i run to the nearest tree, there are a bunch of trees, because i’m in a forest. it was a really big tree, so it stood out to me more.

now, you might think i’m okay. but keep in mind, i’m not okay.

i take the time to think about my life. man it really sucks. it’s really hard to live with a family that doesn’t know what you’re going through. it’s like they don’t know the real me, because they all think that i’m happy all the time. my friends think that too, except tyler. he’s the only person who knows what i’m battling with, and he knows exactly what it feels like. he’s gone through it before.

i come to realize that i rely on him a lot. he’s my only safe place to talk freely about stuff to. he’s so understanding, so comforting, and i really don’t deserve him.

and he deserved better than what life gave him years ago.

now i wanna break it to y’all, it’s in the middle of the night right now. why am i still up you ask? sometimes, actually not a lot of times, i can actually sleep. but most of the time, i can’t sleep at all. and right now, how can i sleep at a time like this?

sure, it’s actually easier to sleep in the day, if you’re like me and all the other people who have the same curse.

so i’d say, it’s like four a.m right now. y’all probably think i’m fine right now. wrong. don’t let my narrations fool you. now here’s a mood change, i’m crying. of course the tears fall in the middle of the night. that’s when most of them do. just imagine how much dry tears are stained in my pillow case.

apparently my crying is loud enough that someone can here them, or maybe not, it could just be because i darted into the woods. i reckon it’s probably that person in the shadows i saw earlier.

tyler’s pov

yes, i’m up at four a.m. no, i can’t sleep.

i don’t think y’all would need an explanation for that.

i decide to take a walk to get my mind off of things, i do this pretty often. my parents are okay with it, unless something kills me, or eats me.

i see someone pass by me- or should i say, run past me, straight into the woods. now that’s unusual, don’t ‘cha think?

and you see, i’m a very curious person, so i turn into the woods to follow the rushing figure.

it isn’t that far away, and i can see that it’s my friend y/n. her hair is up, and she’s wearing really baggy clothes. i can see her breath in the cold. she has the same problem as i did, so she’s probably just trying to run away again.

she collapses by the tree, but instead of heavily breathing, i hear sobs. this must be worse than before, because she’s never crying. or at least she doesn’t cry a lot around me.

of course i’m gonna help her, i always do. but this time, i’m gonna do something different. sure, she’s heard me sing before, so it probably won’t be surprising to her.

so i come close to where she is, but she still can’t see me. and i sing.

“i know, where you stand.”

her sobs get quieter as she turns around the tree to see where my voice is coming from.

“silent in the trees.” i sing once more, walking in her direction.

“and that’s where i am. silent in the trees.”

although it’s really dark, i’m able to make out her facial features. she’s looking at me with the most broken look in her eyes, and it really hurts me to see her like that. but i proceed to sing.

“why won’t you speak, where i happen to be? silent in the trees.”

i pause for a moment.

“standing cowardly.”

i extend my arm out to her so she can grab my hand. i pull her up from the ground.

“i can feel your breath.” i sing, letting my hand caress her face comfortingly.

“i can feel my death.”

“i want to know you.”

she looks down at her feet for a little bit.

“i want to see.”

she continues to looks down, kind of like she’s waiting for something.

“i want to say...” i bring my hand to the bottom of her chin and move her head up.

“hello.” she reluctantly looks at me, and bursts into tears.

i wrap my arms around her torso, trying to give her some sort of comfort. she cries into my shoulder, her sobs are uncontrollable.

time skip~~

we decide to walk back to my house, though my parents are home, my room is far away. no don’t get any ideas, nothing like that is involved, no.

we arrive to my house and i guide y/n up the stairs to my room. i have a tv, so we can watch a movie or something.

“so what are you feeling?”

“what do you mean?” she asks.

i’ll have to word that differently.

“like what’s up with you, did you run away again?”

“oh just to get my mind off of things. the world is against me.”

pshh, like i’m buying that.

“the world’s not against you. that’s just what they want you to think.”

she sighs. “but they’re right. what’s the point of staying on this earth if i obviously don’t have a reason to live?”

c’mon man! will i ever be able to convince her otherwise? all i want to do is help her :(

hearing her say that is the last straw.

“y/n! no! that’s not true. you matter to so many people! nobody wants you to leave. you’re here for a reason, everyone is!”

“how do you know that? how do you know that i matter?” she asks, on the verge of tears.

oh my. here we go.

“because you matter to me! God, i thought i made that so obvious! i care about you so much, you wouldn’t even know. i can’t let you take your life. do you know how much that would effect my life?”

she looks taken aback by what i just said. did i say it in a harsh tone? i hope not.

“no.” she says quietly.

“it would effect like 75 percent of my life.”

her eyes widen. “75 percent?! why? why do i matter to you that much? why do you care about me that much? it makes no sense!”

“because i love you!” i burry my face in my hands. “gosh, i love you so much. i can’t imagine living a normal life without you.”

she looks like her whole world just stopped. “y-you what??” she stutters out.

“no, you don’t have hearing problems. you heard me right.” i sigh.

that’s probably what’s going through her head.

“you just made my job easier.” she smiles.

“what do you mean?” i ask raising an eyebrow.

“i love you too.”

ok let me just tell you that it’s dark in here. so she can’t really see what i’m doing. you see where this is going right?

because without warning, i reach for the back of her neck, and pull her lips to mine. but thinking she will reject it, i pull away.

“i’m sorry. that was too soon, i shouldn’t have-“ but before i can finish, she captures her lips with mine again.

i immediately respond because i know we both want it now. i wrap an arm around her to pull her closer to me as i deepen the kiss. she crawls on top of my lap, wanting to get even closer. oh shoot it’s getting real. her hands get tangled in my hair, as i cup her face in my hands.

i pull away.

she looks at me with the most adoration she’s ever had.

“why’d you stop?” she asks, chuckling a little.

“i don’t know. and by the way, this is the happiest i’ve seen you in a while.”

i say.

“it’s you.” her hand grazes over mine. “it’s always been.” her face practically glowing with an ecstatic aura.

i intertwine my fingers with hers and smile back.

“so i better not see you try to run away again, cause i’m not loosing you.” i say i little more sternly.

she sighs, “i guess i’ll try...”

the rest of the morning, we watch one of her favorite movies until we both dose off to sleep.

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the end :)

so i feel kinda weird about fanfics now since jenna is preggos, but oh well 🤪

p.s, this was actually cuter than i thought it would be 🥰🥰

what are your thoughts on this one? let me know in the comments!!

[beanfic]

Sunshine

Pairing: Tyler Joseph x reader

Word count: 1720

Warnings: Just some fluff

Author’s note: I haven’t written a fluffy fic for what seems like in forever? I was able to write this during a quick moment where my writer's block disappeared! I have about three requests I need to write so hopefully I will get some inspo and write them this week!

“Ty, are you sure it’s safe for us to go to the beach?” you asked your husband with worried eyes. He took a few steps towards you and placed his hand on your left cheek.

“My sunshine, it will be okay.” He leaned in and placed a soft kiss on your nose making you giggle softly. “The tour is finally over and we finally have time for us.”

“I know but the fans, what if they recognize us and use this an opportunity for a spontaneous meet and greet?”

“I promise it will be okay,” he said softly. He pulled away from you and continued to pack a picnic basket for the meal. “Plus we only have three more days left in LA until we head back to Ohio and we rarely get chances to go to the beach during the summer.”

“I suppose that’s true.” You rubbed your arms which has goosebumps from the A.C being turned up all the way. You and Tyler were house sitting Josh’s home while he was on his own little vacation to New York with Jordan and Jim, which you were disappointed that you weren’t also dog sitting.

“Huntington Beach is about an hour drive,” Tyler mentioned and you nodded.

“Can I play music?”

“You always get to play music,” Tyler whined.

“That’s because you always are playing music!”

“How about you get the aux there and I get it back,” Tyler suggested and you shrugged with defeat since there was no way you could argue so you gave in. “Ready to go?”

You nodded, “I’ve been waiting!” You both headed out to Josh’s Tesla that he stupidly allowed Tyler to drive. It made you nervous driving such an expensive car, especially when it wasn’t yours but Tyler was also a good driver.

The car immediately started playing the radio so you quickly plugged your phone in and shuffled your ‘be happy’ playlist and Take Me Home, Country Roads started playing. You could feel Tyler glare over at you while he started to drive but you turned up the music and rolled down the windows and started to sing at the top of your lungs.

“West Virginia,” Tyler sang along with you and you couldn’t help but to giddily smile. You both harmonized the rest of the song and he headed on the freeway. The sun was hot on your arms but the breeze cooled you off.

“I’m thirsty,” you yelled over the music.

“What?” Tyler yelled back. You ended up leaning over and turning down the music to a reasonable volume.

“I said I’m thirsty! Is there a Starbucks we could stop at?”

“I think there's one off this exit,” he said. Sure enough, the sign for a Starbucks at the next exit showed up and Tyler ended up taking a small detour to quench your thirst. He pulled up to the drive through and ordered a Venti Vanilla Cold Brew and then looked at you.

“Could I please get a venti iced caramel latte with coconut milk, please?”

“So fancy,” Tyler teased. He pulled up to the window and you braced yourself for him to get recognized.

“Hi! $8.50, please! Oh my gosh, you’re Tyler Joseph,” the barista said with shock. You knew it was going to happen.

Tyler chuckled, “Nice to meet you! Here’s my card.”

“I love your music so much, oh my gosh, I saw you live last year and I ended up being under you for Trees and it was amazing,” she ranted as she swiped the card.

“I’m glad you liked the show!” Tyler took his card back and placed it back in his wallet.

“Thank you so much for everything,” she said over and over as she slowly but surely handed you both your drinks. You noticed that on top of your cups had the twenty one pilots symbol written in sharpie.

“Nice to meet you!” Tyler waved goodbye before driving off.

“At least she didn’t ask for a picture,” you whispered once you were far enough away.

“True.”

“What if that happens at the beach?”

“I told you not to worry!” He placed his hand on your thigh and gave it a little squeeze to reassure you. You tried to do some heavy breathing to bring your heart rate back down. The rest of the ride was spent listening to your playlist which included Walking On Sunshine and Lookin’ Out My Back Door. You had almost finished your entire drink before Tyler was finally arriving at the beach. The sounds and smell of the ocean filled your nose and it made you sigh with happiness.

“Is this parking spot okay do you think? I don’t want anyone scratching Josh’s car,” Tyler asked.

“I think it should be fine! I’ll grab the towel bags and you grab the picnic bag!”

“Already on it!” Tyler yelled from the trunk as he had the picnic basket thrown over his shoulder and was also carrying the two towel bags.

“Ty, you can’t carry everything. Let me help!”

“I said I got it!” Tyler quickly moved away from your reach.

“Whatever you say,” you laughed.

The walk down to the beach was quick and you both found a spot that had a little bit of shade and sun and was away from most families. It was around 85 degrees out so you knew you were going to end up getting in the water.

“Here’s your towel!” Tyler handed you your white beach towel that said ‘Mrs. Joseph’ on it. It was a wedding gift since you had gotten married on Manele Bay in Hawaii. Tyler laid down his towel next to yours and took out a small portable speaker.

“I didn’t know you brought that.” You narrowed your eyes.

“Yep, and I get to play music since you called it in the car,” he remarked.

“As long as it’s not twenty one pilots, I’ve had enough of that from tour.”

“Hey, that hurted my feelings.” He stuck his lower lip out and pouted. You picked up a handful of sand and threw it at Tyler’s legs making him groan.

“You’re annoying,” you smiled.

“I know, and that’s why you love me.”

“Very true.” You leaned in and planted a kiss on his lips. “Can you help me put the sunscreen on?”

“No, no way, I would never want to do that,” Tyler mumbled sarcastically. You stripped off your tank top and shorts to reveal the floral print bikini that you were wearing.

“Stop staring, Ty.”

“Sunshine, you’re so gorgeous.”

“I know, you tell me every day.”

“And I will continue telling you.” He squeezed some of the coconut scented sunscreen into this hand and began to lather it on your back. Your body got goosebumps as his cold hands slid across your skin.

“It’s cold,” you whispered softly.

“You’ll warm up soon.” Tyler placed a kiss to your neck and you moaned with happiness. This is everything you have ever wanted in your life.

“Do you need some sunscreen?” you asked him and he shook his head.

“I need to tan to make sure I stay darker than Josh.”

“I think you’ll always be darker than Josh! That man is pasty.”

“I’m going to tell him you said that,” Tyler joked.

Tyler grabbed your hand and started walking towards the ocean. The sand turned from soft warm grains to being cold, hard and wet. You stopped right before the tide came in and closed your eyes to take in your surroundings. The sun was shining and warmed your skin, the seagulls were singing, and the waves were crashing.

“The last one in is a rotten egg!” you screamed as you let go of your husband's hand and went splashing into the cold salt water.

“Not fair!” you heard Tyler yell behind you but you were already throwing yourself into the water before he even started moving. You found your footing on the ground and wiped your hair out of your eyes. You didn’t spot Tyler so you turned in a circle to try to find him.

“Ahh!” you screamed as Tyler slid up behind you grabbing your legs and pulling you under.

“Shark attack,” he laughed as you sputtered.

“Saltwater does not taste good!”

“It probably tastes even worse now too, did it just get warm?” he raised his eyebrow at you and your eyes got wide.

“Tyler Joseph you did not just pee.”

“I’m joking! I wouldn’t do that right next to you.”

“Boys are gross!” you threw yourself onto your back and floated there. You kept your eyes closed as the sun beamed down on you.

“I’m going to go lay in the sun, care to join me?”

“We just got in, but sure.” You grabbed Tyler’s hand once again and followed him back up to your towels. The sand stuck to your wet feet and once you laid down on the towel you tried your best to brush them off.

“Why did we bring our wedding towels? I don’t want them to get dirty,” Tyler mumbled.

“They can be washed, love.” You put your sunglasses on and laid down. Your eyes were closed but you could sense that Tyler was still looking at you. “Ty?”

“Yes, sunshine?”

“You’re staring again,” you smiled.

“I can’t help it! I have the most beautiful wife in the universe.”

“I have the most beautiful husband in the universe.” You lifted your sunglasses so you could look into his chocolate brown eyes. He batted his eyelashes and you rolled your eyes. You could feel the sand move as Tyler laid down next to you. His fingers made their way over to yours until they were intertwined.

“I love you, Y/N.”

“I love you, even more, Ty.”

“I need to play music!” Tyler sat up quickly and grabbed his phone to link to the speaker. The song Hooked on a Feeling started to play and you couldn’t help but to smile like an idiot. Josh and he played this song for you at your wedding, and even though it was a hilarious scene, it was also one of the best memories you have.

“Today was amazing,” Tyler whispered. “In the sunshine with my sunshine.”

“Yeah, it really was.”

“Can we get Taco Bell for dinner?”

“Sure, Ty.”

“Thanks, sunshine.”

[emo-fanfics-uwu]

my blood

tyler joseph x reader

A/N: yeah so i was taking a shower and my blood came on and i thought of a cute fanfic where tyler and the reader both go through the same things and are there for each other when things got bad.

⚠️ warnings: cursing, one kiss, mentions of cutting, fluff.

he's tired. of life? yes. but just in general. he hasn't slept in three days. it's not like tyler's trying to stay awake. believe me, i hate it. he lays down and stared at the ceiling every night while his thoughts take over, just like now.

his phone began to buzz, the small screen lighting up the room. tyler squinted, adjusting to the brightness and read the screen. gently placing the phone up to his ear, he stifled a yawn.

"hey n/n. you alright?"

"mhm yeah ty. can you," he noticed the way her voice slightly cracked, immediately concern kaced his mind.

"can you please come over? please?"

"are you okay?"

"y-yeah, just please come over."

"i'm on my way now."

without a passing second he grabbed a hoodie, sprayed vanilla cologne, and started walking out the door. y/n only lived a block down, that's why in middle school we were always at each other's houses. who am i kidding,,,we're in high school and are still inseperable.

he arrived to your doorstep and knocked. even though he had a key, tyler never wanted to just barge in. you opened the door, tyler immediatly bringing you into his embrace.

he smelled like vanilla. idiot, he knows that always calmed me down. i put my head on his shoulder and wrapped my arms around his waist.

"c'mon y/n."

"where?"

"bathroom," he blatantly said until you followed him. sitting on the edge of the bath tub, tyler reached for your sleeve, gently pulling it up.

he sighed. you knew he was going to find them--he's smarter than that. you could tell how much it hurt him to see those on your arm.

"n/n."

"yeah ty?" you kept staring at the floor, feeling guilty as to even calling him over.

"when did you do this?"

"it was a while ago, don't worry."

"look at me," tyler's voice was so careful, it was almost scary. i looked up at his beauitiful eyes. shit they really are beautiful.

he had tears in his eyes. "tell me the truth."

"two hours ago."

he sighed. "you promised. you told me that you stopped. you said you would."

"i'm sorry ty. it was so hard. i couldn't-"

"i understand. c'mon. let me clean it up."

tyler grabbed a wash cloth, soap, and gently pressed it to the fresh cuts on your fore arm.

"fuck ty, that burns," you screamed grabbing your arm away.

"i'm sorry y/n. here," he held out his hand, "squeeze it. as hard as you need to." i placed my hand in his as he put the rag back on my skin. it hurt so bad. my eyes started to water and i kept holding it back.

your parents went away on a business trip amd your little brother had gotten the extra ticket, leaving you home with nobody for a month. they haven't even bothered to fall yet.

When everyone you thought you knew, deserts your fight, I'll go with you.

you couldn't be alone any longer. it was killing me more than i'm killing myself.

"all done." he put the wash cloth in the sink and never let go of your hand. both your gazes landed on the scars lacing your arm until tears started to fall from your eyes.

You're facin' down a dark hall, I'll grab my light, and go with you.

he just sat there staring at you.

"i want to hug you, but i don't know what to do cause i've never seen you cry."

you nodded and tyler moved next to you, wrapping an arm around your shoulder. you didn't want to admit it but this was really comfortable.

"thank you."

"for what?"

"for everything."

"you know i'll do anything for you."

If you find yourself in a lion's den, I'll jump right in and pull my pin.

"i don't know why."

And go with you.

"why, what?"

I'll go with you.

"why you still hang out around me. there's so many people out there who are so much better than i am. you could be out with them."

Stay with me.

"yeah but i chose to be here with you."

Stay with me, my blood.

you looked up at tyler to see him already staring back at you with a small smile.

"what?"

he whispered, "can i kiss you?" you nodded and gently pushed your lips together. it was nice.

when you pulled apart tyler smiled bigger than you've ever seen.

"i love you n/n."

"i love you ty."

hey!! thanks for reading this. part two of the dan howell imagine will be up tonight.

yes, i am aware that self harm is no joke. i understand that. i've harmed myself before and i know it's not joke. this is based off what i would want in a personal experience with someone to help.

stay alive |-/

XOcourt

[who-tf-stole-my-car-radio]

Someone: whats your favorite tøp song?

Every tøp song: *is amazing and a bop*

Me:

[aneekapaneeka]

hey, I recently drew that funny picture of Tyler Joseph with the legendary bunny ears, so if you’re interested, please, check out my new and first video! :)

[when-worlds-end]

Clancy!Tyler Joseph x F!Reader [18+]

All the sunshine boy can ask is, "how do you navigate?" And all the sunset girl can say is, "easy, I disassociate."

MASTERLIST | INTRODUCTION | CHAPTER ONE

AUTHOR NOTES

Yep... my obsession with TOP has bled from their music into the lore of Clancy, Torchbearer, Dema, and Trench... I hope you also enjoy this contribution to the lack of TOP fanfictions we currently have!!

The lore of Trench and Dema are still shrouded in shadow... so until Tyler Joseph comes out about the true lore... I am operating under the belief that after the original Clancy commits vialism, Tyler takes on the mantle of Clancy to continue his legacy.

Updates will be slow because I've put so much time into the planning of this story and every chapter needs to be as perfect as it can be... I'll post little blurbs/sneak peeks every so often!!

If you wanna read the non-reader-insert version of this story, click the Wattpad link (I like the websites formatting) : WIP because I haven't published it yet...

[toshler]

tyler #019267

(science fiction erotica, tyjo x female, plenty of kink, some lighthearted shade thrown at deb lol)

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I crossed over to an alternate reality about a week ago. Let me explain. One day, twenty one pilots were on day 284 of their hiatus, then the next, an album had been out for about 3 months and they were in the midst of a world tour. As you can guess, i was in shock. I went from being in the middle of the “hiatus depression”, to having tickets to their show and it was fast approaching. Obviously, i was ecstatic yet overwhelmed by this drastic change of events. Everything else in my life seemed to be the same except for some small variances. I am talking very small, like tyler joseph’s shirt in the poster on my wall was blue and i could’ve sworn it was red. i couldn’t really complain, so I just looked at it as if the universe gave me an early birthday present.

As with any odd experience in my life, I scoured the internet for what this could possibly mean. All kinds of stories came up, from glitches in the matrix to the mandela effect. I’ve heard of some of these things, but i never really believed in any of it. So I just moved on with my life so that no one would think i was crazy. That is, until i stumbled upon something that just wouldn’t exist in my former reality.

One day, while researching inspiration for my smutty fan fics, i discovered something else that was quite fascinating. It seemed very strange and futuristic, but i had to see for myself. There had been several positive reviews which left far too much of an impression on me. I figured, what better way to please my readers than by experiencing tyler joseph firsthand? the boys were “off the market” so to speak, but a certain technology existed that was incredibly lucrative. tyler mentioned having “no problem with fan fiction” in an interview, even finding it “flattering”. if he could fulfill the fantasies of his fans without personally doing so, then he was all for it. So it was no surprise when his label proposed the idea, he was on board from day one, providing his DNA and consciousness to be duplicated and sold to the masses. I’m assuming you want me to tell you what the hell i am talking about. Two words: idol recreation. Artists were able to “be there” for fans by practically being cloned. The only rule was that the clones must stay within a certain parameter of the owner’s home or it would self destruct. You may be wondering if josh signed up for this. Well unfortunately, his girlfriend flat out said “no way” and his decision was made.

Admittedly, it felt a little weird ordering a “tyler joseph #019267” on the internet, but i figured i’m doing a few good things. 1 - I’m satisfying my own curiosity, 2 - i’m supporting the band, and 3 - i’m passing my experience onto those who are skeptical. I ordered it around christmas and it arrived a couple days before valentine’s day. A box appeared on my doorstep with instructions to empty the contents into my tub, fill with water, and wait. I anxiously paced outside the bathroom door while hearing weird splashing sounds, wondering how this tyler duplicate would respond and how realistic he would be.

About 45 minutes later, when the splashing died down, i put my ear up to the door and heard a quiet murmuring. I had a lump in my throat because the longer i listened, the more the reality set in that a tyler joseph copy was in my bathtub right on the other side of that door. he was sitting in my tub, casually humming and most likely stark ass naked because i don’t think that kit came with clothes. I must have gasped or accidentally made a noise, because in tyler’s raspy voice he called out to me.

“Hello? You can come in, i won’t bite.” tyler announced playfully. The lump in my throat swelled twice its size and i tried to swallow it down in vain. He sounded so realistic that i would think tyler joseph himself was in there. I was nervous, but i knew it was too late to back out.

Slowly, i cracked the door and looked inside, gasping immediately at what i saw. Tyler sat in the water-filled tub, covered in a strange light pink slime and yes, stark ass naked. he was smiling at me as if nothing was wrong and everything in the world made sense.

“D-do you feel okay?” i asked, trying not to look at his junk. Modesty didn’t seem to concern him, because he stood up in the tub facing me and held his arms open.

“I feel great! Do you want to join me?” he asked, giggling slightly at my shocked face. my own curiosity got the better of me and my eyes followed the line down the center of his torso to his well-endowed package. instantly, i felt myself getting wet. Oh great, it was already starting.

“Sure, but I will need to clean you first.” i explained, feeling it was necessary to clean my new “toy”. I had to admit, it was interesting pulling my shirt and bra off with tyler’s eyes trained on me the entire time. He sat back down in the tub, watching as i pulled my pajama pants and panties down. i could not wait to get in there and get my hands on him, pink slime or not. This tyler “copy” was realistic as heck.

“You’re so sexy, tyler. And such a great listener. I’m glad to have you here with me, this was so worth it.” i praised while running soapy water over his chest with a sponge. He sighed happily, closing his eyes as i took my time, working to get all the slime off. It tinted the water a pale pink, but i didn’t mind at all, far too focused on tyler’s happy noises and how life-like and real his skin felt. It made me more curious to see how “real” tyler was, how much he could actually feel.

“Do you like this, tyler? Do you like it when i talk to you and touch you like this?” i asked. I needed to know that he was loving this as much as i was, so that i didn’t feel so fucking creepy. Although soft, happy sighs and gentle humming was welcome, it was still not enough.

“Yes” he whispered, staring into my eyes meaningfully and nodding. My hand on his knee moved up his thigh. As i went higher between his legs, i leaned forward and placed my lips on his. My mind went wild with how soft and plump they felt against mine. When my thumb grazed the tip of his cock, i heard his breath hitch which answered my question. He could definitely feel. I pressed my lips to his harder while wrapping my hand around his length and pumping. to my delight he was completely hard, so i pumped slowly. He moved his lips against mine, catching my lower lip with his and his tongue slid over it. his excitement was evident in his rapid, short breaths and my patience was wearing thin. i whimpered needily, the logic part of my brain gone and filled with the need to be caressed.

“Touch me” i moaned against his lips. He seemed to understand immediately, because a sexy grin spread across his face.

“How do you want me to touch you?” he taunted, placing his hands on my shoulders and moving them down my arms. This alone caused me to shiver.

“Oh god, i don’t care however you want.” i answered, both desperate yet curious where he would take it.

“Ok” he said, moving his hands to my breasts and circling my nipples with his thumbs. He seemed both fascinated and encouraged by my response, by the way my nipples perked right up from the slightest touch. I arched my back and moaned slightly, watching as his thin fingers worked.

“Does this feel good?” tyler asked. I couldn’t help but laugh a little, stopping when i seen him frown in response.

“Oh i-i’m sorry, yes tyler, it’s so good.” i said, and he seemed to regain his confidence. He stooped down to take my nipple in his mouth, sucking gently. i could feel his tongue swipe over the sensitive bud and my eyes rolled back, pleasantly surprised by this initiation. It’s safe to say that my clit was throbbing by this point and if it weren’t for the icky bath water, i’d be dripping.

“ohhhh mmmm tyler, l-let’s take this to the bed, ah-alright?” i asked, panting and running my fingers through his hair. When he looked up at me i swear i could see lust-glazed eyes and a hint of a smirk. I stood up, legs shaky, and we helped each other step out of the tub. I handed him a towel and we dried off as quickly as we could, making our way back to the bed.

“Let’s see what else that mouth can do” i teased, splaying out on the bed and beckoning him to come over. He smiled, crawling on top of me and passionately kissing from my collarbone to my lips, then back to my neck.

“There’s plenty this mouth can do” he whispered in my ear, finishing with a gentle bite to my earlobe. He placed little kisses back down to my chest, continuing his work on my other nipple.

“Baby” i sighed, running my fingers through his hair again and rolling my hips up. my sloppy, wet pussy met his stomach and he unlatched from my nipple, holding my hips down to plant smoochy, wet kisses across my lower stomach and hips, teasing me. He continued to kiss lower, his tongue briefly making contact with my clit and prompting me to spread my legs wider. He held me open with his fingers and licked in long, broad strokes from my hole to my clit, pausing between each one and building up faster. I laid as still as i could, trying not to buck up towards his mouth but it was hard. I gave in, rolling my hips along with his tongue and moaning like a slut.

“Mmm that’s so good baby” i praised, rubbing his head with both hands. I angled my hips, trying to get his tongue to fuck me. Just when i started to become frustrated, he flicked his tongue over my clit before sucking it into his mouth and shoving two fingers inside me. I let go of his head, hands flying to the pillow above my head and back arching as he curled his fingers roughly against my swollen g-spot. I was so close to cumming and he was well aware of it by the way my thighs were tensing up under his hands. He kept his fingers curled and thrust them in and out, building pressure on my g-spot while his tongue flicked rapidly over my clit. After a few minutes of this i came hard for him, gushing my arousal all over the lower half of his face. He lapped up my wetness, gently cleaning me and even licking over my asshole in the process. His mouth and tongue were everywhere and i was so overly sensitive and desperate to have his dick inside me. The only thing that’d make this more perfect is if he would cum inside me.

“You sound so hot moaning my name like that. got me so fucking hard” he said, crawling back on top of me. I basked in his compliment and the afterglow of the intense orgasm he just gave me, eyes half closed. he hovered above me, licking his lips and staring into my eyes with a mischievous expression. He pressed his fingers to my lips, still soaked with my wetness and i parted them to suck. As i tasted myself on his fingers he leaned down, sliding his tongue into my mouth alongside them and exploring. He took his fingers back out, using my saliva to coat the head of his cock. “I’m gonna fuck you so good, doll” He murmured as he continued to kiss me more aggressively. he guided his dick to my sloppy entrance, slowly sinking into me. i reflexively lifted my knees and my pussy clenched around him as he bottomed out. I focused on how perfect and deep he felt inside me.

Unable to stand it any longer, he pulled back and plunged into me roughly, taking me by surprise. I cried out, wrapping my arms around his back to brace myself as he thrusted his hips against mine, bouncing me on the bed. My ankles rested at his sides as i submitted to him, willing to take everything he had. He buried his face in the crook of my neck, panting and murmuring about how tight and wet i felt. Every word, grunt, and hot breath as he fucked me brought me closer and he didn’t let up.

“Are you gonna cum for me again, baby? I can feel your pussy tightening around my dick” tyler whispered in my ear. I moaned at his words, turning my head to make out with him. He shoved his tongue deep in my mouth, owning it as he brutally pounded into me. I helplessly came for the second time around his dick which seemed to set him off.

“Oh fuck, oh yes baby” he growled, burying his face into my neck and biting. He sucked hard and definitely made a mark as he pounded into me one last time, emptying his seed. I watched his blissed out expression as i grinded on him and milked his cock for every last drop.

He collapsed onto me with all his weight and didn’t bother pulling out, his cum seeped out around it. I rubbed his back, feeling his toned muscles. I reached down and squeezed his ass because it was all mine now.

[rrickgrrimes8]

Tyler when...

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Tyler when he sees you eating a banana...

You sit down across for Tyler on the sofa in you guys living room. He's just sat there looking into space most likely thinking about his music. You smile softly at his concentration before you start to peel the banana in your hand.

Before you can even take a bit your interrupted by a shout coming front eh direction of where Tyler was.

"Stop!" You jump slightly as he claps his hands together creating a loud bang.

"No!" (gif)

"No what?"

"You know what." He practically spat.

"I really don't. So please enlighten me. No what?"

"No banana." You started to howl out with laughter unable to even breath properly let alone utter a response to his obscene hatred towards bananas.

"It's not funny it's disgusting."

"Actually it's quite delicious." You say before starting to take a bit of the banana but it gets ripped out of your hands before you could. You look up to see your banana squished and mushed on the floor half way across the room.

"What the hell, Tyler?!"

"What I didn't do anything?"

"Oh really then who else could possible have thrown my banana across the room."

"Ummm Josh did it."

"Josh isn't here." Tyler sighed.

"Fine if you have to know it was the ghost."

"The ghost?" You chuckled.

"Yeah the ghost that's haunts this house."

"Seriously Tyler? Just fess up I'm getting bored of this."

"Fine it may have been me."

"Yeah no kidding." You scoffed kind of bitter that the only food you have had today is now own the floor of your living room.

"Look I'm sorry but bananas are evil things."

"Yeah whatever but now what am I supposed to eat?”

"Umm I can think of one thing." He trailed on clearly hinting something that is too unholy to even be spoken about.

"Ew you dirty dirty boy."

"What? I was going to say Taco Bell. Get your head out the gutter."

"Oh right sorry. Taco Bell sounds good."

"Right good but if you would rather do that other thing-"

"No! You unholy boy!"

"Fine Taco Bell it is then."

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[jayascorner]

lights part 1

tyler joseph x reader

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touring with many bands was the best thing that could ever happen to you. being a professional photographer made it so fun traveling around the world with many artists. especially if it’s your favorite artist or band. you’ve gotten to tour with panic! at the disco, fall out boy, twenty one pilots, my chemical romance when they were still together, and many more.

you recently got to go back on tour with twenty one pilots again, for their newest album. they know you fairly well, and vice versa.

[now this is just background information, let’s get to the story]

you’re meeting them at an airport, because they’re first stop is Nashville, Tennessee, conveniently where you live.

you arrive at the airport, kinda nervous since these guys are super popular and successful. i mean, you know them so it shouldn’t be that nerve racking.

they don’t show up for another 30 minutes, so you have some time to think this through.

ok. so i’ll say, “hey! long time no see! i mean if you remember me.” eww no that’s just cringy.

maybe.. “hi tyler and josh! wow it’s been so long i almost didn’t recognize you there.” nOPE no no no. what if they haven’t changed?

i could go like, “hey guys. i’m so sorry about the death of your grandfather, tyler.” okay no. we’re getting too personal here.

alright at this point ima just stick with improvising. yeah... watch me make a fool out of myself. ok now i’m nervous. this is gonna be-

“y/n l/n. that’s you right?”

oh there they are... shoot what do i say?

*i’m thinking....i’m thinking....*

oh yes time to put on my acting skills.

“uhhh yeah? who are you guys?” you ask, trying your best to sound bewildered by random people knowing your name.

“wha- you know who we are.” tyler says.

“maybe it’s been so long i didn’t recognize y’all... twenty one pilots right?” you start to ponder out loud, obviously acting.

josh laughs. “i think you should be an actor.”

“yeah, you got me. i was kidding.” you say.

tyler shoots josh a look of ‘how’d you do that?’

“what?” josh whispers.

“never mind.” tyler shakes his head.

you take some time to think of what to say next.

“so how have y’all been?”

they both take a seat at your bench.

tyler sighs. “oh y’know, i’ve been better. i had a pretty rough morning.”

“why?” you ask, growing more and more curious about his morning.

“well actually, he just hates getting up that early. he’s not used to it.” josh chimes in.

“yeah and i didn’t get my coffee.” he crosses his arms.

“now that sucks.” i point a finger in the air.

it really does.

josh laughs. “you don’t drink coffee, tyler.”

“oh you’re right! i don’t drink coffee.” tyler announces. josh just looks at him and facepalms.

“sorry y/n. he does this when he sees pretty girls.”

tyler laughs sarcastically.

“shut up josh.”

oh shoot he’s right. i’m pretty? he never acted like that last time...

~~time skeep

since you’re the one who drove out there to get them, you have to drive them to their bus.

“nice ride you got here.” tyler says as you hop in the driver seat of your jeep.

“thanks. any of y’all wanna sit in the passenger seat? or y’all good back there?”

“yeah we’re good.” josh replies.

they buckle up in the back, since nobody wants to neglect anyone alone in the backseat.

you guys get to catch up on your lives a little bit on the ride back, and you realize how much you’ve missed touring with them. they’re really cool dudes to be around. this is going to be an exciting 8 months. you thought to yourself. although tyler didn’t seem as talkative....

“is this it?” you ask, driving up to one of the tour buses in the area.

“yeah.” josh says. you guys hop out of the jeep.

you all get settled, and unpack your bags.

“this is by far, the nicest tour bus i’ve ever seen.” you say, astonished at how high quality it is.

“comes from the best.” tyler adds.

“yeah i can see that.”

since there’s really nothing to do, and it’s about an hour past one, you ask them if they want to eat.

“sure.” josh says.

“yeah i’m starving. is there a taco bell around here?” tyler asks, while the two of them look at you, knowing that you live here.

“well yeah, but there aren’t around this specific place.” you announce.

tyler purses his lips.

“how long?”

“oh i dunno,” you wave your hand in the air. “maybe half an hour.”

“i mean, i can go with you. tyler will wait here.” josh suggests.

“ok i guess that would work. what about you, tyler?” you ask him, to make sure he’s okay with that.

he shrugs, but then says sure.

“okay then, we’re gonna go now.”

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“so what does tyler eat here?”

josh shrugged, “anything, really. he loves all of their food. he wrote a whole saga about this place.”

oh. so he’s that person...

“oh so i’ll just call him.” you state to yourself.

you pull in to the driveway of the chain restaurants, and when you guys get to where taco bell is supposed to be, it’s as if it’s under reconstruction.

you stop the car.

“well crap.”

josh sighs. “yeah tyler’s gonna be pissed.”

you turn over to josh, “so...plan B?”

“yeah.”

you drive by in the nearest parking lot and park in one of the slots.

you pull out your phone from one of the cup holders.

“what’s tyler’s phone number?”

“you wanna contact him?” josh asks.

“well yeah, i’m gonna make a quick phone call.” you say.

he recites tyler’s phone number and you type it on your keypad.

ringggg

ringggggggg

ri-

“this is tyler joseph.”

“oh good josh gave me the right number.”

“who is this?”

“a complete stranger that found josh dun in a parking lot.”

josh chuckles at that.

“no seriously who is this?” he asks once more.

“it’s y/n.” you say with a eye roll.

“oh ok, can i have a cheesy gord-“

“no i’m not taking your order, taco bell’s under reconstruction.”

“oh great.” he mutters under his breath.

“do you like chipotle?” you ask, hoping his answer is yes.

“sure, y’all can get that instead. but just know, i’m suing.”

“no, tyler you’re not suing.”

“well i can because i’m-“

“nuh-uh just because you’re tyler joseph, does not mean you can sue taco bell.” you interrupt him.

“alright, mom.” he says jokingly.

“i ain’t ‘cho mom.” and with that, you hang up.

josh laughs a bit. “it’s a good thing you hung up, because he could’ve said something else.”

...what?

“what might that have been?” you ask, totally not having any idea as to what he’s hinting at.

“i don’t think i would like to specify.” he adds, as you turn around to drive out to chipotle.

“is it bad?”

he stays silent for a few seconds.

“no it’s not bad.....actually yeah it’s pretty bad.”

“oh. oh i think i know.” you say, once you get the idea. “is it the opposite of mom?”

“yeah.” he says with some guilt.

“oh that’s terrible. i thought he had a girlfriend.”

“no, actually he hasn’t had one since...geez i have no idea.” he chuckles.

“it’s been that long huh? that’s surprising. he’s kinda cute.”

he doesn’t say anything, so you guys sit there in silence for the rest of the drive.

you arrive at chipotle, since it was only a couple miles away.

“so what does he eat here?” you ask.

he tells you what tyler likes so you get an idea of what will satisfy him. after walking in the doors and fighting the line, it’s finally your turn to order.

“good afternoon, what would you like to start off with?” one of the employees says.

“hi, i would like a bowl, and a burrito as well because i’m ordering for someone else.”

“sure thing ma’am. would you like rice?” he recites, well used to taking people’s orders.

“yes please.”

“brown or white?”

“uh...” you look at josh for any preference. he mouths ‘white’.

“white please.” you smile friendly.

“alright, ma’am. now do you want the same for your bowl?”

“actually i’ll have brown rice in the bowl, thank you.” you say as politely as possible.

“now what would you like, ma’am?” he asks again.

“uh may i have some chicken in the bowl and in the burrito as well?”

he nods and does exactly what you asked.

“and some black beans in the bowl, and pinto in the burrito.”

“yes ma’am.”

“extra pico with red chili salsa in the burrito , and guac in the bowl. and also lettuce and extra cheese in both.” you finish.

the employee is finishing your order while you wait for the rest. josh is almost done with his while you get to the cashier with the food.

“would you like a drink with this, ma’am?” the lady asks.

“yes please, may i have a water and a soft drink?”

she hands you the cups, and you say thank you.

she gives you the total and then you pay.

after a few moments she gives you the card back. “thank you ma’am, have a nice day!”

“thank you so much! you too.”

you grab the food and the cups and head to the soda dispenser.

josh follows a little bit after.

“too bad there isn’t any red bull.” he says, jokingly.

you laugh, “yeah, what should we get him?”

“maybe a coke or something.”

“ok cool.”

once everything is settled you leave and get back to the jeep.

to be continued...

[beanfic]

Love of my life

Pairing: Tyler x reader

Word count: 851

Warnings: Angst.

Author’s Note: This is a short drabble based on the song Love of My Life by Queen!

You paced around your bedroom waiting for the familiar sound of Tyler, your boyfriend, closing his car door. He was about forty minutes late, which wasn’t unusual with recording season. He was getting prepared to release his newest album, Trench. With a new album meant a new tour. A new tour meant Tyler leaving for a year while you stay back and work. You wanted to join him but you just got a new job as a kindergarten teacher at this private school right next to your neighborhood. You could call it your dream job.

You check your makeup to make sure it didn’t look like you were crying, even though you had spent the last hour doing that exact thing. You loved Tyler, you truly did, but him leaving for months and months slowly killed you inside. Tonight was the night that you were going to tell him exactly how you felt. You wanted to explain to him how much he has hurt you by leaving you.

You jumped at the sound of his car door closing which signaled that he was home. You take one last look at yourself before heading down the stairs to greet him. He opened the front door carrying two large bags from the recording studio. His hair was grown out and looked disheveled, and his bags under his eyes were darker than usual. He looked up at you and immediately lit up.

“My love!” Tyler dropped his bags and ran up and gave you a hug. He held your face in his hands and stared into your eyes before pulling you in for a kiss. This is something he did every night when he got home.

“How was work?couch asked him as he went over to the touch and slumped down on it.

“It was really good! We are almost ready to release it!”

“That means tour dates,” you say quietly, you could feel a lump forming in your throat so you grab a glass of water to get it to go away. You didn’t need this conversation to be any more difficult than it was going to be. The tone of your voice must have gotten Tyler’s attention because he looked over his shoulder at you with a worried look.

“You okay my love?” he asks and you shrug. He waved his hand to come over and sit next to him on the couch. “What’s on your mind?”

You took a deep breath, “I don’t think I can continue being with you.”

Tyler’s eyes filled with water immediately as he started to ask you why and if you loved him anymore.

“Ty, I love you but it hurts too much every time you leave to go on tour. It’s not healthy for my mental health, and I need to focus on myself.”

“But Y/N, you’re the love of my life, please don’t leave. I will do everything I can to make it better.” He starts to become desperate with his words.

“I’m sorry Ty, but I already decided. I still want you in my life, but I just can’t do this relationship.”

Tyler sat on the touch, tears falling from his eyes. He didn’t even try to wipe them away. He bent over and laid his body on his knees, his shoulders were shaking with every sob.

“Do you even understand how much you mean to me?” he whispered. You didn’t know what to say. It was difficult watching Tyler cry, especially when you were the one causing him to hurt so much.

“I’m sorry Ty.” You stood up from the couch and walked up stairs. You tried to keep your tears in until you got the bedroom. You shut the door and sat behind it letting the tears come pouring out. You felt horrible but little did he know that’s how you felt every night he was away playing a show and you were stuck at home. The endless nights of sleeping by yourself, and not hearing from Tyler for hours on end. You were done with being hurt.

You grabbed your phone and called your mom, who happens to only live an hour away. You explained to her what happened, and she told you that you could stay with her for however long you needed. You decided to get up and start packing up some clothes.

You opened up your bedroom door and you heard piano coming from downstairs. Tyler was playing piano and was singing his original song Drown. You stood at the top of the stairs listening to him rap. His voice on the break of crying.

You picked up your bag and walked down the stairs, “Goodbye Tyler,” your voice cracked while you said his name. You walked out the front door and you could hear Tyler’s voice still singing “now I know I am alone” and it stung your heart as you shut the door. He never looked up, and didn’t miss a beat.

You sat in your car and turned it on.

“I love you Ty.” You whispered to yourself, watching his shadow move through the window. You drove away and headed to your moms house.

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Nightmare

Pairing: Tyler Joseph x Reader

Warnings: None

Word Count: 412

Author’s Note: Here’s a quick little one shot inspired by the fact I’ve been having some crazy vivid dreams lately!

“Y/N,” someone whispered.

You slowly woke up from the dream you had been having, but kept your eyes closed.

“What?” you grumbled.

“Babe, please wake up,” you recognized Tyler’s voice more clearly now, and by the sound of it something was going on.

“I’m up,” you said, opening your eyes and turning to face him.

He was propped up on one elbow. Beads of sweat were pooled on his forehead, and his chest was rising and falling rapidly.

“Love, what’s going on?” you asked, eyebrows furrowed.

“Nightmare,” he stammered. “I’m scared of going back to bed.”

“Come here.” You held your arms out for him.

He wrapped his arms tightly around you and rested his head on your chest. You ran a hand through his hair, something you knew always helped to calm him down.

“It’s ok, you’re safe now. Nothing is going to hurt you, I won’t let it. I’m safe. You’re safe. There’s no need to worry,” you reassured him.

You leaned back against the headboard. Your eyelids were still heavy and it was hard to stay awake, but you knew you had to for Tyler.

“Y/N?”

“Hmm?”

“Do you still love me?”

“Of course I do, Ty. More than anything in the world.”

“Ok.”

He was quiet for a few minutes before speaking again.

“I had a dream that you were cheating on me. It felt so real, I could feel the pain in my chest and everything.”

You stopped brushing through his hair for a moment, so in shock from what you were hearing.

“Ty, can you look at me?”

He adjusted so that he could look at you without craning his neck.

“I would never, ever cheat on you. I can’t imagine ever hurting you like that, I love you so much. If I lost you, I would be devastated.”

“Really?” he asked.

“Really. You mean more to me than anyone else.”

A small half smile formed on his face.

“Ok, I’m sorry for waking you up.”

“Don’t apologize, I want to be here for you.”

Tyler settled back down on his side of the bed. You started to get back into a comfortable sleeping position.

“Y/N?” Tyler asked, resting a hand on your arm.

“Yes, love?”

“Will you snuggle with me?”

“Of course.”

You scooted over and made yourself comfortable on Tyler’s chest. He wrapped his arms around you.

“Wake me up if you have any more nightmares, ok?”

“Ok.”

“Goodnight, love.”

“Goodnight.”