jayascorner

[jayascorner]

hey guys it’s been a while but i’m back so hi. i just love the new album sm!! and their look omg they’re so cute 🥺 anyway how y’all been 😂

[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...

[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!!

[jayascorner]

ignition

tyler joseph x reader

so this is just a cute and funny lil thing i thought of, it’s like one of the shortest i’ve ever writen, too.

but without further ado...

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today, the boys are playing a couple of acoustic covers. you have to come, since you are the one behind the camera. as expected, you’re also jamming out to the songs they play.

of course there are other people there, or else it would look like a poor quality homemade video. i mean, these are celebrities, there’s gotta be other workers there. but you’re the camera person.

you, josh, and tyler are all good friends, but since josh has a girlfriend, you tend to stick with tyler more. not saying that you’re in love with tyler, per say, but you definitely don’t want debby being suspicious if you hang out with josh a lot.

and besides, sometimes tyler looks lonely when josh is with debby.

anyways, you love their acoustic covers, it’s so cute how tyler plays the ukulele and josh plays on his box. they start playing some songs that obviously sound amazing as acoustic covers.

after a few songs, tyler starts playing a familiar tune, as planned (although you didn’t plan on hearing it). you almost gasp as you realize what he’s about to sing. this is one of your favorite songs!

he starts, “this is the remix to ignition”

you immediately start mouthing the words and dancing.

“hot and fresh out the kitchen” he notices that and starts watching you.

oh here comes your favorite line.

he sings “mama rollin’ that body” you smirk as you body roll to the song.

tyler’s eyes widen and he chuckles while singing “got every man in here wishin’”

he struggles to keep singing since he’s never seen you do that before. he’s kinda in shock. He tries to sing the next line but keeps struggling.

“i’m sorry guys we gotta start over before i lose it.” tyler says.

josh shoots him a confused look. “why?” he asks.

“because y/n here is making me laugh!” he shouted jokingly.

you start to feel guilty for basically stopping the song. “i’m sorry tyler, that’s my jam!”

he sighs. “whatever. okay now we can resume.” he announces waving his finger in circular motions.

the rest of the session is spent with you still dancing, but being careful with the dance moves so tyler won’t laugh.

sadly, they don’t do ignition again.

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you make your way to tyler after, just to apologize.

“tyler i’m sorry i made you laugh. i realize now that it wasn’t very mature of me. but is my dancing funny to you? just wondering.” you ask out of curiosity.

“oh no it’s not that it was funny, because if i’m being honest i was just shocked. you’re not that bad of a dancer.” he laughs.

“oh cool.”

he gets close to your ear and whispers. “by the way, i really didn’t mind it.” he grins smugly and walks off.

what.

what does that mean?

josh jogs up to you.

“thanks for all the help, you did awesome.” he says with a thumbs up.

“oh thanks! you did really good, too.”

“and by the way, i can tell he’s into you.” he adds.

“who?” you ask, although you have an idea of who that might be.

oh no, it might be that other camera guy that thinks i’m pretty. i don’t really like him.

“tyler.”

oh dang i was off.

“tyler? i’m sorry, you must be mistaken. he’s obviously into someone else.”

“no really. i know tyler. the way he looks at you, and how he observes you. you’re definitely his type. i’ve also noticed that he’s protective of you.” josh says, rather seriously.

“what?? how is he protective of me?” you ask, very shocked.

“actually, you’d be surprised.”

“huh...well i would never have expected that. thanks for telling me, josh.”

he smiles, but then that changed to a somewhat terrified look. “just please don’t tell tyler i told you that, he’d get really mad.”

“ok ok, i won’t tell him. but i will do something else with him.”

his eyes widen, and he slowly nods, “alright....suit yourself.” he says as he walks away.

“alright now! it’s show time!”

you speak to yourself as you walk the direction tyler went.

~end

sorry if y’all got the wrong idea there, the nasty wasnt entirely what i was hinting at. but whatever floats your boat ;)

also, if any of you want a part two, by all means let me know! cus i don’t think i’ll make one unless i know :)) thanks!

[jayascorner]

you can’t take my place

tyler joseph x reader

(the title isn’t a joke lol)

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piper thompson. the basketball legend. well, at least up to the third quarter of the year.

she had been known school wide for the best basketball player on the varsity team, for a girl. she’s even better than some of the guys. the spotlight was always on her. and sometimes....people were jealous. whenever she got the ball everyone would cheer for her, knowing her name.

this was all until tyler joseph came along. then the saltiness came upon piper. ever since he came, she’s hated tyler’s guts. not just because he’s a basketball player, but also because he took her place being wickedly talented at it. that just made her so infuriated. she didn’t even bother to talk to him about it or even become basketball buddies with him. they could have been, but she judged the book by its cover.

and oh was she wrong about him

“hey piper! you playin’ basketball tonight?” a guy asks. piper is currently at her locker, finally closing it for the day.

“wow! somebody remembers i play basketball.” she scoffs.

“so...are you?” he asks once more.

“yeah. how’d you know?”

he gives her a look like she was stupid or something. “uhh because you’re wearing a jersey.”

she looks down at her feet. “oh. that.”

you see what i mean? it’s like she doesn’t exist in the world of basketball anymore. all because of that dumb tyler guy.

“yo tyler! good luck at the game! OH RIGHT!! YOU DON’T NEED LUCK!” another guy shouts from across the hall, as tyler just smirks triumphantly.

piper hears that from her locker and totally just gapes at him. he glances at her, but thinks nothing of it and walks away.

it’s kinda rare for both varsity girls and boys to play on the same day. that usually doesn’t happen.

but you know what that means? she can watch him and see if he really is that good. and you never know, he might see her.

but anyways, this is a total nightmare for piper.

her spotlight.

going to another guy.

not.

cool.

>:(

but maybe....

she can confront him!!!

...

...nah.

“hey mom!” she calls out as she comes in her house. it’s common for her to walk home, rather than taking the bus or driving. she is an athlete, after all, and it’s best for her to do the most beneficial things for her body.

she comes in the kitchen to see her mom making dinner. “hi honey. how was school today?”

piper sighs. “just as usual.” she says while putting her backpack down. “i just wish that stupid guy would leave the school.” she mutters

her mom looks up in shock. “WHO’S STUPID?”

“oh just this dude named tyler. he’s new to the school, but totally just took my spot. like nobody pays attention to me anymore. it’s like i don’t exist.” she complains, leaning against the counter.

“okay now we don’t call people stupid. and how did he take your spot?”

“apparently he’s really good at basketball. once everybody saw his talent, they left me back in the dust. i feel like they all forgot i even play basketball.”

“aww i’m sorry sweetie. sometimes life can be hard. just try to tough it out. or maybe you can talk to him. you never know, y’all could become friends.”

piper scoffs. “i doubt it. he’s playing tonight anyways.”

“then talk to him! i’m sure you have a lot in common!” she claps her hands once.

“but mommmmm. i don’t want to.” she whines.

“what? is he good looking or something?”

piper stops to think about that. she never pays attention to his looks. but she could say, he’s definitely not bad looking.

“i mean, kind of. i don’t know. but i’m not very fond of him so don’t get any ideas.” she walks over to the table to do homework at.

“how do you not like him? you haven’t even met him yet.”

she just frowns in response.

“oh. you’re salty.”

piper nods in response.

her mom sighs. “you know, you don’t need to be mad at him for any reason. he didn’t do anything. the best way to change your mind is to actually get to know him. anyways, dinners ready. if you want some.”

“i probably shouldn’t. i have a game in 30 minutes, i’ll eat after.” she says.

“alright.” her mom says.

after a few minutes, she is ready to go. but she still has some time to do homework, so that happens. and of course, she doesn’t finish all of it.

“you really need to wear those slides?” her mom asks.

piper looks down at her new f/c slides and frowns innocently. “yes. they keep my basketball shoes from getting dirty. you know we can’t walk on anything other than a court with those.”

“you could just bring another pair of shoes.”

“but with slides it’s easier because you can just slip them on. why are you so against me wearing these?”

“i’m not against them. i just don’t like them.” she says while putting her own shoes on.

“well i like them. so i’m gonna wear them.” piper smiles joyously. her mom mutters a ‘whatever’ and they leave.

~time skip~brought to you by jish and ty kissing each other’s shoulders (ik ik you could’ve read that wrong)

it’s far into the varsity girls game, aka piper’s game. she notices tyler on one of the top benches of the bleachers, but sadly tyler doesn’t notice her.

wait a sec...SADLY??

...what just happened?

there comes a time where they get a foul and piper has to shoot a free throw. of course she’s gonna make at least one of them. she always does. mostly she makes both. everyone is murmuring her name since they can’t distract the player. at least they remembers she’s a good player.

and of course ya gotta hear those dumb cheerleaders chanting. “hey you! at the free throw line. miss it, miss it!” AS LOUD AS THEY FREAKING CAN!

it’s totally rude to say that but i mean, it’s the other school.

and all piper can hear was her own voice in her head telling her how to shoot the ball. because for some reason, she would always think of the steps to shoot the perfect basket. it’s like those cliché moments in movies if you know what i’m saying.

of course she makes the first one, to her luck, getting her team another point.

by the time she shoots the second one, everybody cheers in excitement. nobody is surprised though. piper looks over to where tyler is sitting. he is clapping and seems pretty impressed.

tyler’s pov

do y’all know what’s boring? waiting for a basketball game, when you don’t have much friends to talk to.

but ever since i saw that girl make more that one three pointers and make both free throws, i started paying attention. it wasn’t as boring.

i believe her name is...pipe? wait- no. why would someone name their kid pipe? maybe it’s pie... pier?? no.. none of those are actual names. maybe...piper? that’s an actual name.

if that’s her name, it’s really pretty. but dude! she is wickedly talented at basketball! i could never. i’m quaking.

sometimes i see her in school, but she doesn’t look to be very fond of me. it seems as if she doesn’t like me or something. all the people i meet like me, well i mean they like me as a person. they all think i’m the best at basketball, when honestly, i think this piper girl is better than me.

i’ve also noticed that she’s really supportive of her team. most team members are supportive, but not like her. i think that’s really nice.

okay now i just wanna talk to her.

maybe she’ll stay for my game.

...eh probably not.

but just maybe!

oh yeah that’s right....

i’m singing the national anthem....

yay...

i really don’t know if people actually think i’m a good singer. i just came to this school like 2 weeks ago, and a lot has happened since then. first, they just let me on the basketball team for some reason. and let me remind you, that was way after tryouts were held.

and then, they just ask me to sing the national anthem. i sang like ONCE, and they were like ‘dudeee! you gotta sing for everyone. forget the instrumental track, we want you!’

seriously, i don’t get how everyone loves me all the sudden. oh except pipe. oh- i mean piper. man, i’m really bad with names. i’m still not entirely sure if that’s her actual name. anyways, the only time i saw her acknowledge me was like today, and she seemed completely offended by me. what did i do wrong, you ask? i don’t know what the heck i did wrong. i haven’t even spoken to her. i want to though. she looks pretty sick.

“tyler! come on!” the new coach (which happens to be my dad) yells. i notice that the girls’ game is almost over. my team is warming up, and i’m still on the benches! what is wrong with me...

i run over to my teammates and start warming up with them.

“bro what were you doing?”

i shrug. “just watching the game.”

“dude why? the girls are wimps!” one of them chimes in.

“no, not if one of them is a frikin’ beast at the sport. besides, they have one of the best coaches. i mean, besides my dad.” i say

“true...”

“yeah.” i said.

“but she’s not as good as you.”

i shake my head. “have you seen how many three pointers she’s made today?”

they all laugh. “yeah right man! girls don’t make three pointers!”

“gosh y’all are so sexist! she made at least 5. and that’s really good for a girl.” i say, starting to grow a bit annoyed at my mostly sexist teammates.

“oh whatever.” one says, while all of them scoff.

“tyler you’re up! go!” my dad said, as i realized that our game was just about to start. and yes, i’m singing the national anthem. not that i’m scared of singing in front of people, i’m okay with it, but i’m not the best with attention per say.

as i make it to my designated spot where the microphone is, i meet up with another dude that’s singing with me. i know he has a much deeper voice than me, so he’ll sing the low harmony. wait a sec...i already know this, we rehearsed it already.

i scan the crowd in hopes to see if piper might still be here, and to my surprise, she is in fact, still here. she’s on the very right of the bleachers, in the middle section.

it’s like she’s standing out to me, i don’t know how.

i have a higher vocal range than the average man. it just comes naturally. when the time comes, i open my mouth and the words start flowing out of my mouth to the music.

piper’s POV

we end up winning our game (hehe thanks to me). i asked my mom if i can stay for the boys game. don’t ask why. she said yes, so here i am waiting on the bleachers.

tyler joseph runs up to the mic with another dude that’s taller than him. “now will you all rise as we sing the national anthem.” the announcer says. everybody stands up, including me, and the boys start singing.

now i didn’t know that tyler could be a basketball champ, and a singer. because dang, he has a voice. this really reminds me of high school musical. he is a literal troy bolton!

and maybe you can be gabriella...

what? no! for one, i can’t sing, and two, gabriella didn’t play basketball in the movies.

ugh fine. worth a shot though.

yeah, a bad shot.

now let’s see if this guy is any good.

time skip :D

okay so yes, i can see what everybody is talking about. this dude it good as heck. man, you should have seen how much three pointer shots he got. there were a lot. seriously i need to talk to him, my mind changed. this guy sparks my interest, if you know what i mean.

right as i’m leaving the brown haired boy comes to me.

“um...can i help you?” i ask.

“are you piper?” he asks.

oh wow, how does he already know about me? do people still know who i am? did i not get kicked out of the spotlight?

“yes, and i’m assuming you’re tyler?”

“yeah, i just wanted to say good job tonight, it was pretty impressive.” he complements you.

“thanks, but i’m not nearly as good as you.” i say, and of course it’s true.

he flashes a smile at me, which is actually very charming. “thanks. but really, you should see yourself. you killed it.”

“but really, i could say the same about you.” i state, mimicking him.

“nah. anyways, it was pretty sick seeing you tonight.”

“yeah, see you later.” i say as i awkwardly walk away.

he’s nice, isn’t he?

THE END

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life isn’t that bad

~part 2

josh dun x reader

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i could feel my nerves pick up.

wait.

hold up a sec.

shoot...

tyler?

as in my ex? tyler?

tyler joseph???

“oh my God is his name tyler joseph?” i asked, completely mind-blown. i swear if it is-

“yes actually, how did you know?” he asked, not that surprised.

“well, uh, you see...he’s my uh...my ex..” i somewhat reluctantly uttered.

josh stared at me, completely dumbfounded. he opened his mouth to say something, but shut it shortly after. “i know, i know it’s pretty weird. but we broke up like six years ago.”

“so...you’re y/n...the y/n?”

“uh yeah? has he talked about me?” i asked. but man, i thought that he dumped me because he didn’t like me anymore. i mean, that was probably it. but if he didn’t like me anymore, why would he still talk about me?

“oh yeah, big time. he just couldn’t get over the fact that he pushed you away. he said he made a mistake.” he said.

“is he okay now?” i ask, wishing for a yes, so nothing would be awkward between tyler and i.

“well, yeah. ever since he met jenna, he’s been fine.”

i smiled at the fact that he found someone, because i still do care for him and i want him to be happy. “yay, that’s good! so who’s jenna?” to me, jenna sounded like a girl with black hair and brown eyes, i don’t know why.

“she’s a really sweet lady, she has blonde hair and blue eyes. and tyler is so in love with her. he is in his happiest state when she’s around.” wow i was so off.

“hm she sounds nice, i’m glad he found someone else. do you have a love interest? or are you in a relationship?” i asked, just curious. i totally wasn’t seeing if he was single...

“uh well-“ he stopped when he saw my face full of shock. a few songs had passed by, some i liked, some i wasn’t too fond of. but this song.....i’ve heard it before. (and this is where you insert the flashback) and- oh my god.

“what?” he asked.

“i’ve heard this song before.”

“y/n, what do you mean?”

“i mean, tyler sang this to me once. why would he put it on the album?” i asked, feeling—i don’t know.

“for all i know, he wrote it for jenna.”

what.

“wha-but...he only had the verse down at the time and he sang it to me, he-he told me he wrote that song for me!” i said, feeling hurt. i mean, why wouldn’t i? he used the song that was started out as a song for me, but resumed writing the rest for another girl. that...that can be kinda frustrating.

“i’m sorry about that. you should probably talk to him-“

and that’s when tyler walked in. i was still looking down, so i had no idea he walked in. i noticed he stopped (my back was facing tyler) and looked up at josh. he wasn’t looking at me, but he waved at someone in the background.

“he’s here isn’t he?” i whispered. he nodded and i looked behind me to see the familiar face i haven’t seen in years.

“y/n? i-is that you?” tyler asked to his surprise.

time of the skips :))

obviously all of us got tired and fell asleep in the living room. me and tyler didn’t really talk, it was a little awkward.

oh, and you know those dreams where you fall or crash, and you jolt awake? i had one of those. it was about 4 in the morning, a couple hours after we fell asleep.

so yeah, i jolted awake pleasantly (hint the sarcasm). not to mention the awful screech i made which did wake up someone. and it had to be tyler. how embarrassing!

he sat up, i saw him and got SO startled. like, SUPER startled. “oh my god!” i whisper-yelled. “what happened there?” he asked, laughing a bit. i mean, why wouldn’t you laugh? a person screeching and then jumping in their spot.

“um i had a dream that i fell of a cliff, and then when i fell to the ground, a jolted awake, and then you startled me! why are you awake?!”

“well, you kinda let out a scream, and it woke me up.”

“o-oh i’m so sorry.” i said, feeling my cheeks burn in embarrassment.

i thought i screamed in my dream, but apparently it was out loud.

“it’s okay, i didn’t have a great dream either, i’m kinda glad you woke me up.” he said, which made me feel not as bad.

“what was it?” i asked, feeling curious.

he shook his head a bit, “oh man, it was terrible.”

“do you wanna talk about it?”

“yeah i can. it would just really hurt if it happened in real life”

“what was it?” i asked again.

he sighed. “well, my wife had a miscarriage. and it was on our anniversary.”

“ooh. i’m sorry about that. at least it didn’t happen in real life. is she pregnant right now?”

“no. but for some reason she was pregnant in my dream.”

“so, you want kids?” i asked. if he had a dream that she had a miscarriage, he surely wants kids.

“oh yeah, i really want kids.”

“you look like you’d be a good dad.”

he smiled. “you really love jenna.” i asked, no i didn’t ask, i said. i knew his answer would be yes, because why would it be no.

“yes i do.”

“it definitely makes sense. you did write the rest of that song for her.” i said, knowing that he knew what I was talking about.

“y-yeah i did.” he said, feeling some guilt, because he might have hurt my feelings.

he shifted his position. “but if course, you just happen to know josh. if you didn’t know josh, you wouldn’t hear the song because it will never be on the radio.”

“what if it did come in the radio?”

“none of our songs really come on the radio.”

“not stressed out and ride, and heathens?” i asked, because those do come in the radio.

“those are the popular ones. i mean the good ones.” he said.

i was confused. he could see that. “the good ones are the ones that are deep down. deep in my depression.”

“but the popular ones are good too.”

“if they’re overplayed, some people will get annoyed because it’s the only thing that ever plays. like stressed out. it’s a good song, but when it’s played too much I fear that people will start to think it’s annoying.”

“oh.”

“so, are you mad?”

“about what?” i asked, distracted.

“smithereens.” he muttered, regretting that he said that. he didn’t really want to remind me.

“oh. i’m not mad, per say. i’m just disappointed. but was your choice to do that, so i don’t really have a right to get mad.”

“yes you do! the first verse was for you!”

“nah, it’s okay.” i said, completely ignoring the fact that it still hurt.

“so i take it you’ve completely moved on now?” he asked.

“i did a while ago. even though it was really hard.” i uttered out, but it sounded like i was still sad.

“ok good, i didn’t want things to be awkward.” he said. he was probably like ‘phew’ in his head.

“yeah...” i muttered rather quietly.

“are you, by any chance, seeing anyone?” he smirked, i don’t know why he smirked. probably ‘cause he wanted to see if i like josh.

“yes, but they’re probably not seeing me back.”

“what letter does his name start with?” tyler asked eagerly.

“it starts with b.” i said. no, it didn’t really start with a b.

“aw man.”

“what?” i asked. “that’s not the letter i’m looking for.”

i stood up and went to get a glass of water. “just kidding. it doesn’t start with a b. what? are you looking for a j?” i asked, he probably was, because was trying to look for someone for josh to marry or something. i’m probably not the best person though.

he smiled, but stayed silent.

“oh. oh. you’re trying to be the matchmaker for josh.” i said as i poured the water in my glass.

he nods silently.

“wow.”

“what? he’s single! and what’s not to like? look at him!” he pointed to sleeping josh.

he’s right, josh is a pretty cute sleeper.

“it’s not like i don’t like him! i’m not saying that! i mean, he is a really cute napper, but that’s not the point!”

“who do you like?” he asked, “this isn’t high school.”

that’s true...

“ugh! why do you want to know?”

“here! i’ll tell you who i like! i like jenna!”

“i know that! you’re married to her for crying out loud!” i whisper-shouted.

he sighed. “do you at least think josh is cute?”

“of course he’s cute!”

“do you like him?”

i looked down. “i don’t wanna tell you that.”

“ha! so you do like him!”

“i never said that!!”

another time of the skips

~breakfast~

we were currently all at a table eating breakfast. i made eggs, bacon, and sausage.

“oh josh! i forgot to tell you! y/n likes-“ i covered his mouth, which was full of food.

“PICKLES! i like pickles!” i immediately shouted. tyler stuck his tongue out so i quickly removed it.

“eww!”

josh made a face like tyler was dumb. “tyler, i know she likes pickles.”

“that’s not what i was gonna say!” tyler glared at me. i smiled triumphantly.

“wait when did y’all talk??”

“uhh this morning. i’d say about four.” tyler answered.

“why?” he asked. i see why josh asked though, why would you be up that early?

“i fell off a cliff in my dream and screamed when i woke up. and i woke him up.”

“huh...why didn’t i hear that?” josh wondered quietly. “i have no idea.” tyler said.

“what did i miss?”

“oh we are just talking about what i liked.”

i said, avoiding the word who.

“so what does she like then?” josh asked.

“correction! who does she like!”

“...what?”

“she likes youuuu!” he said in a sing-song voice.

i slapped tyler in the face. “ow.”

“oh. so you do like me.” josh smirked.

i laid my head down in embarrassment.

“what do you mean? did you already think i liked you?”

“no, it’s just way more obvious now because you slapped tyler in the face.” he said

“oh.” i stood up. “well i’m gonna go now.” i said, embarrassment filling my emotions.

“no wait! don’t go!”

i looked back at him like he was crazy. why? tyler just embarrassed me and i don’t even know if josh likes me back. can i just go?

“why?” i asked.

“because i like you too.”

realization hit my face. oh wow. i’m so dumb.

“oh. in that case...” i sat back down with a goofy grin.

tyler cleared his throat and started clapping. “BRAVO!!! THAT WAS BEAUTIFUL!!” he applauded.

thE EnD

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life isn’t that bad

~part 1

josh dun x reader

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(past flashback thing i guess..)

i leaned on the small, brown piano as i listened to my boyfriend play beautiful sounding chords on it. i watched his fingers glide across the keys, something about his fingers playing made me feel happy. then he starts singing.

“you know...

i’ve always been collected, calm, and chill.

and you know...

i never look for conflict for the thrill.

but if i’m feelin’...

someone steppin’ towards you, can’t describe just what i’m feelin’..

for you.” he stopped.

“that’s all i have so far.” he smiled up at me.

i always loved his voice and how he had a natural talent. but this song, it’s like he wrote it for someone. i mean... i am his girlfriend.

“that was beautiful!” i beamed.

he smiled shyly. “thanks. i uh.. i wrote it for you.”

“that’s the cutest song i’ve ever heard.”

he smiled and stood up. he came towards me to lean in for a kiss.

that was a good day. but sadly, i never heard the rest of the song.

••••••••end of flashback••••••••

(6 years later)

obviously this is not like how most stories go. no, tyler and i never ended up happily ever after. no, we didn’t end up getting married and having a totally problem less life. life definitely isn’t perfect. and things happen, like my first relationship not lasting forever. crAzY rigHT?! wrong.

it’s really hard to get over someone that seems like ‘the one’ to you. when it turns out wrong, it’s like your whole world flips up-side-down. tyler did seem like he was the one, but i guess he wasn’t. in fact, i bet he’s already married now, he is really good looking.

i did end up getting over the fact that i broke up with a perfect guy eventually. but he is still fresh in my mind. i know, we were young. i was only seventeen. of course it didn’t work out. it took me a long time to get over it, though. even though that was six years ago, i still remember it fully as if it just happened. weird, huh?

yes, i’m still single, and haven’t found anyone, really. it’s kinda sad. well, actually

i’ve found someone. his name is josh.

it wasn’t until later that night, or should i say morning, i got a call from josh.

i picked up my phone to answer the call. it was strange he was calling me at 12 in the morning, so something must’ve been up.

“hey jish. why are you up so late?” i asked through the line.

“sorry y/n. i just wanted you to know that my band made a new album.”

oh yeah! he’s in a band! twenty one pilots! i forgot!

i’ve listened to stressed out, but not anything else really. only because it’s been on the radio a couple times. but the lead singer’s voice sounds very familiar.

“oh. ok... what’s it called?”

“oh it’s called trench.” he said.

“did y’all just now release it?” i asked.

“yup. i bet our fans are going ballistic. we haven’t released an album for a long while, ” he said, chuckling. i laughed “they probably are.” “well, i’m telling everybody in my contacts and i guess you were the first person i thought of.”

i could feel that he was smiling through the other line. “really?!” i asked, all the sudden feeling really happy.

“yeah...anyways, sorry for bothering you.” he apologized.

“no no you weren’t bothering me. i’m wide awake.”

“oh good...are you bored?”

well..i mean...kinda. ok yeah. i’m bored now that i think of it.

“yeah i am bored, actually. i have nothing to do.” i said.

“ok do you want to come stay with me? i’ll just be contacting all my friends about the album.”

how could i say no? he’s offering me an opportunity not to be bored out of my mind! yay!

“yes. anything to make me not bored. uh...you have food right?” i asked, suddenly feeling hunger in my stomach.

“yeah? why?” he asked, confused.

“i don’t know...i’m hungry for some reason.”

“you like pickles?”

“I LOVE PICKLES DO YOU HAVE THEM?!” i asked, pure joy coming out of my voice.

“yeah actually, i have a huge jar of them. i got it from a friend. i’m pretty sure it was a joke, but you can have some.”

“OH MY GOSH REALLY?? THAT IS ACTUALLY A LIFE SAVER. PICKLES ARE LITERALLY MY HOLY GRAIL!”

apparently that was funny to josh because he started cracking up. but really, i was being serious.

“okay then— you-you can have the pick-pickles” he said in between laughs.

“YESS THANK YOU!! okay so i’ll come over right now. we can listen to the album.”

“okay sounds great.”

“‘kay, bye jishwa.”

“bye (y/n/n).”

i ended the call. i’ve always like the nickname he had for me. like, it’s unique. only he calls me that. if someone else calls me that in front of josh, he’ll be like ‘nope. get your own nickname for her’ or something like that. is pretty amusing. he’s also protective over me, and i really appreciate that.

“LET’S GO WOOOO!! I DON’T EVEN CARE THAT IT’S IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT!! WOOOOO!!!” i shouted to myself as i grabbed my keys. i tossed them and caught them like a cool person and walked out the door.

“wait.....” i realized i literally had a tank top and shorts on. AND NO SHOES. “i do not look presentable, do i?” i said to myself.

later when i put better clothes on, like a t-shirt and leggings, i slipped on some tennis shoes before finally walking out the door with my keys.

~lil time skip~

*knock knock knock*

i waited for the door to open.

the door opened with josh in a t-shirt and pants. somehow, the man still seemed to attract me.

“hey! that was fast.” josh said, a big smile spread across his face.

“you know me.” i said, josh making a way for me to come in. i spread my arms out so i could hug him. i don’t know...i just really felt like getting a hug from josh. he wrapped his arms around my torso. i rested my head on his shoulder. “how was your day?” he asked. “good so far, it just started.” i smiled.

“oh that’s right. well how was your day yesterday?” he pulled away.

“it was alright i guess. nothing really happened much, but i can tell you that today will be great.” i said, while making my way to a nearby couch. y’all sat down together on the end.

“i know my day will be awesome . it starts with you.”

“thanks. anyways, enough with the cheesies now i want to hear the album.”

“okay. now you can do whatever you want while i contact people.” he said. i nodded in response.

then i remembered that he had a whole jar of pickles, and then suddenly got really hungry. but little did i know, there weren’t pickles so pleasing to my eye. meaning, there was only one.

“oh yeah...so you have pickles?” i ask, a smile creeping on my face.

“oh uh...about that...i got a little hungry.”

he says, looking down.

“YOU ATE MY PICKLES?!!” i shouted standing up. i marched to the fridge.

“well technically they’re not your pickles. they’re mine. i was gonna let you have them.”

“why did you eat them then?!”

“i didn’t eat all of them. and besides, i was hungry.”

i managed to find a jar of pickles, or should i say jar of pickle. i looked up and gave him a death stare. “how much were there originally?”

“um...i forget.” he said, but i could feel he was lying.

“oh really?”

he sighed. “no.”

“that’s what i thought. now how many were there?”

“...” he said. he SAID. dOT DOT DOT.

“wow you just said ‘dot dot dot’. but seriously how much. i won’t be mad.”

“...fine. about six.”

“YOU ATE FIVE?! I THOUGHT YOU DIDNT LIKE PICKLES!” i shouted. i wasn’t mad, i was just shocked.

“there was nothing else to eat.”

“why? i thought you have a lot of food.”

“i’m....on a.....diet?” he said, more a question.

“yeah. a pickle diet. not to mention, i saw you eating ice cream two days ago.” i stated.

“that’s because...“ he paused to think of some made up excuse. “i just started my diet today!” he triumphantly said, probably happy that he found an excuse that i would possibly buy. wrong. i didn’t buy it.

“whatever you say josh. anyways, it’s fine i’ll just have this pickle. i need to go on a diet, too.”

“i’m sorry for eating your pickles y/n.” he said, shamefully.

“it’s fine josh. don’t sweat it. i totally understand though, pickles are amazing.”

“they’re okay i guess. i mean, i have similar foods that you might like.”

i stop mid-bite in the pickle.

“...”

“like what?” i asked, out of curiosity.

“um..let’s see.” he looks in the fridge. “i have cucumbers.” he looked back at me. “if you like those.”

“do you have ranch?” i asked, because like cucumbers, but they’re even better with ranch in my opinion.

“uhm, what kind of ranch?”he asked.

what kind of ranch?? what is he talking about. uhh yeah i’ll have some chocolate ranch. thanks.

“what do you mean?” i asked, because i’ve only heard of regular ranch.

“like flavors. i have chipotle, coleslaw, buffalo, and jalapeño ranch.”

oh.

ohhh.

i’m so dumb.

now i know what he’s talking about.

“can you put samples in bowls so i can taste test them? ‘cause i don’t know what they taste like.” i ask, walking in the kitchen where he was.

“yeah.” he said.

with that he got three small bowls out and put each type of ranch in it. “this one’s homemade.” he pointed to the jalapeño ranch.

“so it must be good.” i said with a smile.

“i don’t know, do you like spicy?” he asked. i shrugged “depends on how spicy it is.” i dipped a cucumber in it and took a bite. i stopped and my eyes widened. i looked at josh like ‘seriously dude? you MADE this?’

he quickly noticed and chuckled. “is it good?” he asked.

“holy crap dude. why haven’t i tried this ranch before? this is amazing!”

josh smiled at me. “so, you want that one?” he pointed to the dip you were using.

i nodded, dipping more cucumbers in it, as if i couldn’t get enough of it.

“okay.” he got some more of the ranch into a bowl that had enough for me to eat.

now lemme say something, josh is really nice. i don’t know if he’s nice like this to everyone, or if he has- well, um...feelings for me. which i don’t think so. and i don’t know how to feel about him, whether he’s a friend, or more. i would only like him if he liked me back, y’know, that sort of thing. of course he’s attractive to me, but i need to wait to see if he would possibly feel the same. but there’s just one thing, i don’t want to ask him in person or anything. so yeah, there’s that. phew! i got it out of me.

after a while of silence, nothing but me crunching on my cucumbers, i hear this voice in a sing-song way say something that vaguely sounded like ‘cover me’.

and then this really awesome bass line kicks in, followed with a drum beat.

i start bopping as i feel the music. josh looks over at me, and smiles at my sudden liking for this song. “this is jumpsuit. the first song on the album.”

“it’s catchy.” i said, a grin finding its way to my face.

“oh, just wait until the words are sung.” he said.

and that’s when i heard the first line. yes the ‘i can’t believe how much i hate.’ and for some reason, the voice is strongly familiar...

“why do i know that voice?” i mutter to myself, but josh seemed to hear.

“um, stressed out was on the radio a lot. you might recognize the voice from that.” josh says, confused.

“yeah i’ve heard that before, but that sounded familiar, too.” i said. i totally knew the person, he was just on the tip of my tongue. “w-what’s his name?” i asked, my nerves picking up as if i had known this guy before.

“his name’s tyler.”

hey guys, so apparently this was too long so i had to cut it in two parts. i hope you liked this first part :))

i will be updating the second part shortly, if you’re wondering :)

—yaya

[jayascorner]

truth or dare~jyler

tyler joseph x jenna joseph

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“alright. now that we’re all here, what should we play first?” a friend says, taking a seat on one of the couches.

tyler is currently seated on another couch with some of his friends, while others are not so lucky and had to sit in lonely chairs.

(#sadday)

there aren’t much people here, maybe at least ten. i mean, this was just a random party someone decided to throw for fun. but that was fine, considering that tyler’s crush was there.

and no, there was no alcohol, just soda. the only reason tyler came is because a few of his friends were going and he needs to get out of his house for once. without going to school.

“oooh, we can play truth or dare.” another guy answers to the host’s original question. at the mention of truth or dare, tyler deflates like a balloon. he’s always hated that game. the last time he played it, he embarrassed himself in front of everyone. it was bad. but no, he doesn’t object or anything. he just stays silent, not wanting to ruin the fun...or should i say, their fun.

to tyler’s dismay, everyone else agrees to the suggestion. so, he decides not to make any eye contact whatsoever, wanting desperately not to be asked anything. and so far, it’s working. people have been either dared to do funny things, or asked juicy questions. and he wasn’t one of them.

“uhmmm...” his friend, darrel scans the room for people who haven’t gone yet. oh no. not me, please not me. tyler silently prays before darrell’s eyes land on his own. “tyler! truth or dare?” crap. ugh i don’t know which one to pick!! he had to do an evaluation method in his head. sadly, dare won.

“dare.” he says, louder than he expected.

darrel takes a few moments to think of a dare before an evil smirk creeps onto his face. tyler could’ve sworn he was holding back an evil cackle as well, making him more scared of what’s to come.

“i dare you to kiss your crush.”

everybody ‘ooohs’.

tyler instantly blushes. “what if i told you i don’t have one?” he says hesitantly.

“then we wouldn’t believe you. and i double dog dare you.” darrel says evilly, and all the guys nod in agreement.

oh no.

the double dog dare.

“uhm...what if i told you she’s not here?”

“then we still wouldn’t believe you. and...i triple dog dare you.” darrel says.

no! it can’t be!

the triple dog dare!

that means you HAVE to do it.

everyone gasps. except for jenna. she is almost the only girl there. it’s just her and this snobby girl named jacqueline. and if jenna is being honest, she really doesn’t want tyler to have a crush on jacqueline. if he does, he could do better than that. he’s to good for jacqueline.

tyler frowns and hesitantly stands up to make his way to his crush, that was supposedly here. jacqueline TRIED to look like an innocent little angel, thinking that tyler likes her. (hah, she THOUGHT)

jenna keeps her cool trying not to freak out over the fact that she could get kissed by her own crush.

tyler was waking really slowly, trying to not make it obvious that he’s walking towards jenna. but jenna quickly realizes that he’s walking towards her.

yes! it’s not jacqueline!

wait...that means it’s me! oh crap. she thinks.

tyler is now in front of jenna. he cracks a nervous smile, trying not to hide how nervous he is. “h-hey jenna.” she smiles back. “hey tyler. what’s up?”

everybody giggles, followed along with her own giggle. tyler smiles, but doesn’t laugh.

“uh...” he trails off looking down.

he decides he’s gonna get it over with and quickly swoops and gives her a peck on her forehead.

but before tyler can scramble back to his spot, jenna stops him. “hey, you missed!” she says with a short giggle.

he stops as she spins him around and kisses him smack dab on the lips. thE LIPS! remember this is hIGH SchOol!!

everybody ‘awes’ while jacqueline scoffs and crosses her arms.

they both smile into the kiss while others are making firework noises.

“anddd CUT!” darrel says, jokingly, but they don’t stop. “uhh...and CUT!” he says again, but no use. they’re in their own world.

jacqueline leaves out of frustration.

yay.

THE END

i liked that one. did you? pls comment!!! i rlly want feedback :D

[jayascorner]

college tings

[tyler joseph x reader]

y/n was never the type of girl that would skip class. not saying that she likes school or wants to stay in school, no, she hates school’s stinkin’ guts. its just there’s a consequence, i mean, there’s always consequences. she never ever gets in trouble, and she’s practically an angel at school. no one wants to be noticed by the whole school. that’s pretty embarrassing.

but sometimes y/n needs to get away from this boy..... a boy who has always been in her high school and just happened to be at the same college as her.(like.. just great!) a boy highly annoys her; but does it on purpose. a boy that drives her crazy, but she just can’t get him off her mind. a boy that she thinks she hates, but her stupid hormones won’t let her decide whether she likes him or not.

either way he wouldn’t like her anyways, he’s probably just trying to tease her, or play with her feelings like most boys do. but he really does it just because he knows she likes him secretly.

well, anyways, this day was a great day to just stay out of his presence, or just stay out of having to talk to him. it’s kinda hard to find words to say when those brown eyes are staring into yours, and that angelic voice that comes out of his mouth. it’s just too overwhelming for her!

all this to say, yes she skipped the only class she had with him. she went to the mall with her friend brooke. that’s a great way to escape tyler.

so yeah. they were walking through the mall and found a place to sit. brooke had a hunch that she just needed to ask her.

“hey y/n?” brooke asked. “what?”

she smirked. “do you like tyler?”

y/n’s eyes widened. “what?!” she whisper shouted. “i said, do you like tyler. you know? that cute guy who hangs out with that other hot dude that dyes his hair?” is it that obvious? i hate talking to him. she thought. “uhm n-no... what makes you think that?” “ i had a hunch. and i always see you talking to him.”

her face crinkled up in disgust. “oh god no! he’s the one that talks to me! he always teases me and makes me want to die.” she said, but obviously the last one was a lie. he doesn’t make her want to die, come to think of it, y/n literally craves his voice everyday. she won’t know what to do if he leaves or if he’s not around. she just won’t admit it.

“oh is that so? usually a guy who teases a girl likes her. he just tries to find another way to flatter her...by not flattering her. y’know what i mean?”

“uh...no. i don’t know what you mean.”

brooke stopped. “you seriously don’t know what i’m talking about? a lot of boys do that. i swear there’s got to be some sexual tension between you two.”

she shook her head. “no. i don’t think so. there’s many other women for someone like him to be fond of. and it’s never gonna be me. that’s something obvious to point out.”

“okay... just don’t come screaming to me if y’all end up making out or something...”

“oh god that’s a bad visual, brooke” she said really embarrassed. and yes, that was another lie. “yeah right that’s a bad visual! i bet you’re always imagining that when he’s ‘annoying’ you.” she pointed out.

“pshhh the only thing i want to do is get away from him and have nothing to do with him.”

brooke stopped dead in her tracks as if she were thinking really hard.

“wait... what classes do you have with him?” she asked. “uh this class period. why?”

“OHHH I GET WHY YOU DECIDED TO SKIP CLASS WITH ME!!! YOU WANTED TO GET AWAY FROM HIM AND THIS WAS THE ONLY WAY!! wow i should’ve known. you know you can always tell me if you need help with a guy.”

“no no i don’t need help with guys. i still don’t know how you’re getting these ideas, they’re ridiculous.” she exclaimed.

“hey. y’know what i think is ridiculous? you denying all this. i know you think he’s hot. i see your conversations. the way your face looks. sure you want to get away, and oh! i know why, it’s that you don’t want him to see you blush or whatever. you definitely have feelings for ty-”

“DANG Y/N! are you skipping class too?” they hear someone shout from behind. lo and behold there’s a grinning tyler with his friend josh. and oh Lord he’s coming.

y/n’s heart rate went up like ten times faster. “uh oh. uh.... uh brooke can you.. cAN YOU HIDE ME!?”

brooke smirked at her and started walking backwards slowly towards josh’s direction.

“sorry y/n. you’ll have to figure this one out on your own. i got dibs on someone else.”

y/n scoffed and rolled her eyes. “great.” she muttered.

tyler was still coming. he looked so excited to see her. y/n yelped and headed for the nearest outlet store. it just so happened to be a forever 21. “y/n wait!” tyler’s voice was faint from a distance, but she was too busy to hear him. she rushed to the back of the store where she most likely wouldn’t be found.

there was a gasp heard from probably one of her other friends. “y/n?! what are you doing here?! and why are you in such a big hurry?” y/n turned around to see her friend bailey with her arms full of clothes to try on.

“uhmm.... do you have a minute?” y/n asked. “yeah, yeah sure.”

they went into the dressing room to so she could spill everything. it wasn’t really a big deal, though.

“uh so you know tyler?”

bailey started giggling. “yea.”

“well um— you see- he really annoys me and tries to talk to me a lot just to tease me about things. i wanted to get away from him because this is the only class i have with him. so i’m here and skipping class with brooke. but then he just shows up out of no where with josh! and he’s trying to get to me. and then brooke just runs away with josh, and i had nowhere else to go but here to escape! so i ended up here.”

“oh y/n. it looks like you have a crush on someone. you’re trying to avoid him aren’t you?” she asked.

y/n groaned in frustration “no i don’t have a crush on him. and no i’m not trying to avoid him. and how do you know i like him?”

bailey shook her head. “it’s so obvious that you like him! stop denying your emotions, cause deep down, you know you like him. just cut the bs already!”

“that’s exactly what i was thinking!!” y/n said.

she shrugged “anyways, don’t we need to get you some clothes so you’ll stand out to him more? ‘cause this place has really cute clothes. and i bet if we get something like a crop top, you’ll be irresistible to him.”

“what?! why are so many people trying to set me up with him?” y/n whisper shouted as her face reddened.

“because you said so yourself. you like him.” bailey said, then saw tyler enter the outlet. “i’m gonna go use the restroom.” she pointed to the restroom and walked off.

now y/n was left all alone with no one to talk to. oh wait- never mind. all except one.

she felt a pair of arms snake around her waist. “hey. i didn’t know you like forever 21. anyways, why’d you run away from me?” tyler whispered in her ear, which sent shivers down her spine. y/n turned out of his grip, and pushed him away.

the thing is, he had never touched her before, and he never used his voice like that on her either. so that totally surprised and scared the heck out of her at the same time. so she looked at his eyes. they weren’t full of what they usually were, no, they were filled with confusion and concern. she started to take a few steps back, but he grabbed her hand. “what’s the matter? you can talk to me, you know. i won’t hurt you.”

she glared up at him.

“i know you won’t hurt me. but you will annoy me. in all honesty that’s literally the only thing you do to me. like, seriously! what can you possibly gain when you talk to me?”

she didn’t really mean that. it’s just what she thought she believed. and it’s not true either.

“what will i gain? well obviously to get you to like me! to actually smile when i show up, or something. i didn’t know you hated me, i’m sorry.” he apologized.

then it hit her. tyler may like me back? her attitude softened as she realized he was just trying to.... be nice? all along? it didn’t seem like that, though.

she sighed.

“no need to apologize. i don’t hate you. i actually feel the opposite. i-i just thought it was annoying how you always made me blush and feel really warm and..” you sighed. “and it just made me want to die! because i knew you would never feel the same. but here i am, telling you all this because maybe i think i lik-“ she got cut off by a pair of soft lips being attached to hers.

sadly, the kiss only lasted for a few seconds before he pulled away to see y/n’s face full of shock.

she tried to say something but stuttered “u-uh”

“yeah. i’ll see you later y/n.” tyler said with a wink.

y/n stood there in shock of what just happened.

~the end~

a/n~do y’all want a part two? pls comment if you want one :))

[jayascorner]

josh: *plays car radio instumental* *still has a towel on his head* cuz somebody stole my towel and now i jus-

jordan: IT’S ON YOUR HEAD YOU IDIOT!

josh: *acts like he can’t hear him* -t sit in silence.