#gvf ships

[gretavanbear]

All Eyes on Me

a/n: hey guys! just a little something for u since i love u guys and got inspired. i hope u enjoy <;3

NSFW 18+!

Jake Kiszka POV

the feeling of having all eyes on you was something you became obsessed with. of course, sharing the stage with your three brothers took a part of it away, but you always knew how to get the attention right back. it became one of the most rewarding feelings for you, having everyone needy and wanting.

and so you became a monster once those eyes tracked your every movement. you felt lucky they couldn’t hear you, because the animalistic groans that left your lips as you touched the strings and caressed your guitar would leave them a fucking mess.

tonight, the air felt different. you were in europe, feeling frisky. you knew your fans were expecting you to act different, with the moustache you’d been growing out the entire break off tour.

you had been playing extremely hard tonight, your mouth almost constantly open to let your ragged breaths out, the slight moans escaping your lips as your cock rubbed against your guitar ever so gently. you knew how much they liked it, seeing you all sweaty like this, wanting to taste the sweat that travelled down your chest.

you knew how much they wanted it.

your mind went blank once you raised the guitar to your face, sticking your tongue out and pressing it against the whammy bar.

yeah.. scream for me. you thought.

you heard the roar of the crowd as you bobbed your head against it, letting the sound of it travel around the arena, knowing how it’ll affect them.

you felt yourself throbbing in your satin pants, hoping the stain of your precum wouldn’t show through the material, luckily the show was almost over and your sweet relief was awaiting for you soon in your hotel room.

-

stepping out of the shower, you sighed whilst brushing your hair after drying yourself off. still rock hard from earlier. you had edged yourself a couple times under the water but you wanted to know what they thought of your little act.

you laid down in your comfortable hotel bed, fully naked in your favourite attire to please yourself this way.

you turned your phone on and pressed the ‘x’ app, logging on to your burner account. it had no followers, and a random username where no one could guess it’s you.

usually, you’d look through your bookmarks where you kept your favourite posts that people wrote about you, mostly about your body, the way you touch the guitar.

but tonight, you had given them something to talk about.

scrolling through your timeline, a video of you with the guitar against your face was all you could see.

user: “i wish i was that guitar”

yeah… i wish you were too..

you grabbed the base of your cock, caressing it with your fingertips softly grabbing it, teasing yourself a little.

user: “he definitely knows what he’s doing”

so, can you see through my little act? god i love the way you all want me..

your eyes fluttered shut as your hand movements increased, gripping yourself a little harder now.

user: “he knows how to use his tongue doesn’t he”

i do… fuck..

you threw your head back, moans escaping your lips as you began to fuck into your hand, thinking about the way you acted, the way they all loved it.

user: “does he know I’m a set of holes for him”

god damn.. why don’t you let me find out, hm?

you never had anyone specific in mind when reading these, just knowing someone was out there wanting you was enough. you could feel your orgasm approaching but you wanted more, you wanted to keep going. you slowed down your hand movements and stroked slowly, scrolling through more posts.

user: “he’s literally tongue punching his guitar on stage when is it my turn”

door’s unlocked babe..

fuck. they just get you, don’t they? they know you love it, they know you love basking in their attention. it fed you. the horribly horny monster that resides inside you, waiting to be teased.

user: “i need him to fuck me NOW”

have i got you all wet and dripping for me, honey? oh i’m sure i have..

you groaned as your orgasm took over, you were desperate now. fucking into your hand as your cum leaked all over your fingers, hitting your chest and a part of your neck. you really needed this. you breathed out a string of curses as the final drops of cum leaked over your hand.

“fuck..” you giggled to yourself as you looked at the mess you caused.

you knew you could always count on your fans to treat you right.

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[jakeytkiszka]

oh baby

jake kiszka x fem!reader

SMUT! - minors stay back !

[notes :

3.5k words!

breeding kink!]

you weren't ready for a baby. 

you had convinced yourself of that long ago, wanting to wait for a time when both you and jake were in a good place, career-wise, before you even thought about kids. 

you had a slight fear of becoming a mother. what if your child got hurt? what if you weren't a good mom? you had many, many doubts about it all, unsure of what to do, how to do it. you knew it was a learning process, but you didn't want to chance anything. 

you were so certain for a long while that you weren't ready yet, and then… you weren't. 

a friend of yours and jake's had just had a baby, and she was the cutest little thing you'd ever seen. when you held her, you felt a strange sense of yearning, though for what, you weren't sure. that feeling only intensified when you watched jake with her. the way his large, calloused hands gently held her, the way his face lit up as they cooed back and forth at each other. 

that empty feeling didn't go away, even after you and jake had gotten home for the evening. you were getting ready for bed, sitting cross-legged on your side as you watched jake go about his evening routine, humming to himself. "do you want to have a baby?" 

he paused his movements, freezing with his button up halfway off, before he turned to you slowly. if you weren't thrumming with nerves, you would've laughed at the wide eyed shock evident on his face. he recovered, staring down at the floor in thought as he pulled his shirt the rest of the way off. 

"do you?" he asked, making his way over to you. 

you chewed on your lip for a moment, staring at the bedsheets, before you peeked up at him, "we're probably not ready for one, right?" 

he studied you for a moment, running his tongue along his bottom lip in thought, "i dunno," he shrugged, "it's kind of scary to think about being a dad," he ended his sentence with a breathy laugh, and you smiled, ignoring the slight tinge of sadness. 

"yeah, i'm not sure i'd be a good mom, anyway," you tried to laugh, but he frowned at you. 

"you would," he said firmly, "you'd be a great fuckin' mom, babe." 

you gave him a small smile, shrugging it off as best you could, "i was just curious," you leaned forward, pressing a chaste kiss to his lips, before you burrowed into the blankets, settling on your side facing away from him, "goodnight jakey." 

"goodnight baby," he said softly, "i love you."

you murmured it back, squeezing your eyes shut tight as he flicked the bedside lamp off, hoping sleep would find you quickly. you tried repeating it to yourself, over and over, as you fought the emptiness threatening to overtake you.

you aren't ready for a baby. 

•••••

jake couldn't sleep. 

you had long since passed out, your steady breathing somewhat soothing him as he stared wide eyed at the ceiling. 

do you want to have a baby? 

your words were playing over in his head as he lay there, haunting him. the way your shoulders defeatedly sunk down as you talked yourself out of it. 

yes. 

he should've immediately answered the question, tossed you on the bed and put a baby in you right then and there. 

he knew not long after he met you that he wanted it all with you. marriage, children, a long happy life together growing old. you both decided to wait for all of that, focusing on your careers, hoping to get steady in your own lives before you thought of bringing another one into this world.

his heart physically ached as he watched you holding the baby today, the way you cheerfully talked to her, giggling and lighting up at her babbling. he knew you were scared to have one of your own, you had told him before. you were insecure in your abilities to be a good mother. maybe jake was too sure, but he had no doubts you'd be the best mom in the world. 

he let out a heavy sigh as he pressed the heels of his palms to his eyes. yeah, he wanted a baby. he wanted you to want a baby. he wanted to wake you up right now, and demand you be honest with him about it. 

he would give you a baby in a heartbeat.

•••••

you were freaking the fuck out. 

your friend had a last minute emergency, and asked if you could watch her baby for the afternoon. you agreed, too guilty to say no, and before you knew it, sweet little penelope was asleep in your arms. 

you had gotten her to fall asleep forty five minutes ago, your heart completely melting as you looked at her tiny fingers wrapped around your thumb, holding you tightly. 

you almost jumped when you heard your front door opening, and you eased back to find jake staring confusedly at you. you motioned for him to be quiet, and he nodded his understanding, tiptoeing toward you. it was endearing, really, though you doubted his normal walking would wake her up.

he smiled down at the two of you, looking unbelievably soft as you slowly sat up. you were able to place her in the pop-up bed, only taking a step away before she started wailing loudly. 

the two of you shared a wide eyed look before jake turned, picking her up and cradling her to him. her sobs turned to fussy sounds, soon soothed by jake's low voice and gentle rocking. 

you were sure your heart was bound to explode at the sight before you, a d you hadn't even realized you were staring so hard at him until he frowned at you, "what?" he whispered. 

"nothing," you whispered back, watching as she was soon back to sleep. you anxiously wiped your hands on your sweatpants, turning to the kitchen, "i'm gonna start on dinner, is that– are you okay with her?" 

he nodded, his large hand rubbing soothing patterns on her back. you stared a moment longer before you mentally shook your head, exiting the living room. 

as you bustled around the kitchen, you heard jake's low voice coming from the living room. your heart seized as you realized he was singing something, and you had to stop to collect yourself. 

and in that moment, you realized… you were ready for a baby. 

•••••

"i'm sorry?" 

you stood in front of the bed, your hands nervously clenched in tight fists at your sides as you watched jake regard you cautiously. 

you inhaled deeply, "you heard me." 

his eyes dropped to the bed, before he looked back up at you, and you took note of how his eyes had darkened significantly, "say it again." 

you swallowed nervously, fidgeting lightly. 

you had stormed into your bedroom, finding jake sat up in the bed, reading a book. he looked sinful, doing the most mundane thing in the world. you didn't know if it was your hormones raging through you, but you had never been more certain. 

you blurted it out before you could stop yourself, "put a baby in me." 

he froze, his head snapping up to look at you, "i'm sorry?" 

"say it again, honey," he said, slamming the book shut before haphazardly tossing it to his nightstand. 

you let out a nervous breath, a smile finding its way onto your lips, "put a baby in me, jake." 

he raised his chin, "come here," his voice was barely above a whisper, but it had you crawling up to him before you could process it. he pulled you into his lap, his hands finding their place on your hips. you leaned in to kiss him, but he angled his lips away from yours. you frowned, your lips just barely brushing against his as you breathed in each other's air, "are you sure about this?" 

you nodded quickly, whining out a quiet affirmation, "yeah." 

he inhaled deeply through his nose, and he nestled his face into the hollow of your throat, "yeah?" he asked, a teasing tilt to his question. you nodded as he began leaving open mouth kisses along your skin, his hands slipping under the hem of your shirt, "my pretty girl wants to be a mommy, hm?" 

his words sent an aching throb throughout your lower half as you whimpered, nodding again, "yes," your voice was high, whiny, and you were almost embarrassed at how quickly you were worked up. you felt him grin against your skin, and you indignantly tugged at his hair, "what about you?" you asked, rolling your hips against his, "you wanna be a daddy?" 

he groaned quietly, his hands tightening his grip as he nodded, "yeah," he muttered, "fuck yes." 

you reached down, tearing your shirt off as quickly as you could, his hands grabbing your exposed skin. he lowered his mouth to your chest, taking your hardened nipple into his mouth. he groaned against you as you began grinding your hips down, whining loudly when his other hand pinched lightly at your nipple he wasn't sucking on. 

"fuck baby," he whispered against your skin, kissing his way across your chest. you let out a noise of agreement, your hand finding its way into his hair once more. you let out a gasp when he lightly bit down, your fingers tightening in his locks. 

he wrapped an arm tightly around your lower back, suddenly flipping the two of you over as he kissed his way down your quivering stomach. your chest was already heaving as he kissed the waistband of your panties, his fingers looping into the elastic and tugging them down. you ran a shaky hand through his hair, allowing him to push your thighs up and apart, settling until he was eye level with your glistening center. 

"please, jakey," you pleaded, your other hand sweetly caressing the side of his face. he gave you a soft smile, leaning into your hand, and you let out a loud gasp when you felt him sink a finger inside of you, no preamble, "oh fuck–" 

he left an open mouth kiss to your thigh before he licked a stripe along your slit, humming against you. he wrapped his lips around your clit, giving little kitten licks as he slipped another finger inside of you. 

he was vocal, groaning and humming against you as he curled his fingers up and fucked them into you. he lightly suckled on your clit, and you let out a choked noise, "gonna cum," you gasped out, "fuck, please don't stop, jakey– please." 

he picked up his speed, his eyes intense as he watched you unconsciously buck your hips up. he murmured against you, "cum for me, sweet girl. let me have it." 

you came with a jolt, a loud sob falling past your lips as your orgasm came crashing through you. you tightened your grip in his hair, your thighs fighting to shut around him. 

he worked you through it until you were whining, fighting to pull away from his mouth, and his hand. he pulled off of you with reluctance, crawling back over you, and meeting your lips in a heated kiss. you wrapped your arms around his neck, holding him tightly to you, kissing him like you'd never get to again. 

you reached down between the two of you, cupping his prick through his underwear. he pressed his hips against your hand, and you whimpered, wanting him free of the restricting material, "fuck me," you pleaded, yanking his underwear down, "please, jakey?" 

he nodded, ridding himself smoothly and quickly of the last bit of clothing he had, and before you could process it, you felt the warm, hard head of him pressing against your weeping center. your legs fell open wider as he painted himself up and down your slit, "i'm gonna fuck you," he muttered, almost sounding as if he were talking to himself, "gonna put a fucking baby in you." 

he pushed himself inside of you, bottoming out in one quick movement, and you gasped, your walls tightening around him, "relax for me, angel," his hand was tightly fisted in the pillow beside your head, his other hand squeezing your hip, "gotta relax." you were too worked up, shaking your head as you grabbed his hips, wordlessly asking him to fuck you. he grabbed your chin, forcing your eyes to his, "hey, breathe. deep breaths, love," he inhaled deeply, and you followed suit, your whole body easing up as you focused on him. he nodded with a warm smile, "good girl. hi, sweetheart." 

"hi," you breathed out the word, totally enamored with the man above you. 

he kept his eyes on yours as he eased halfway out, fucking back into you with slight force. you let out a moan, your nails digging into his back as he began a steady pace, not too fast, with hard thrusts into you. 

you were making tiny 'uh' sounds with every thrust, your eyes nearly rolling back into your head, and you quickly felt yourself approaching another orgasm, "gonna cum, jake," you gasped out, "please– wanna cum." 

"go on," he grit out, "i've got you, baby, just cum for me." 

it only took three more pumps of his hips before you were drug under into the waves of your second orgasm. you were making noises you weren't even aware of, the feeling of his cock stretching you out as you squeezed around him almost too much. 

"fuck," he breathed the word, "good fucking girl, there we go." he was muttering filthy words of praise as you recovered. he pulled out, leaving you overwhelmingly empty, "turn over." 

you quickly scrambled over on shaky limbs. you were still sensitive and unexpecting when he plunged in to the hilt, "fuck!" you gasped out, instinctively fighting to crawl away. 

he grabbed your shoulders, pulling you back to him as he began fucking into you once more, "you’re not going anywhere now, baby," he said, wrapping his arm around your stomach, "gonna fill you up.” 

you nodded quickly, "please– fuck!" 

he splayed his palm out along your stomach, pressing against it, and he leaned over you to whisper in your ear, "feel me right here?" you nodded, reaching behind you to pull him impossibly closer, "you're gonna look so pretty with our baby in here." he traced a finger along your stomach, "all sweet and glowing. my pretty, pretty, little mama."

you cried out, babbling pleads and whines for him, "want it so bad, jakey, please–" 

"you'll get it, baby," he said, his words sounding both like a threat and a promise, "gonna fill you so fucking full of my cum." 

his chest was pressed against your back, and he wrapped his hand around your throat, pulling you up with him as he leaned back onto his knees, never missing a thrust. you whimpered out his name in a plea, and he gently shushed you, "just take it, yeah?" 

you nodded, letting out a loud cry, wanting nothing more than to be filled up. you wanted him to fuck his cum back into you, a guarantee that you'd get pregnant. you wanted it so badly you could cry. and before you knew it, you were. tears were streaming down your face as you laid your head back on his shoulder, "please, please cum in me," you sobbed out, tangling your hand in his hair behind you, pulling his mouth to the side of your throat. 

you felt him twitch inside of you, followed by a grunt as he bit down against the clammy skin of your throat, "can you cum again?" 

your mouth fell open, unsure as he began rubbing tight circles over your clit. you could, but you feared you might not survive it. "i– i dunno," you whimpered. 

"you will," he grit out, "one more," he licked over the skin he just had clamped between his teeth, "one more, and then i'm gonna cum in that pretty little cunt," his breath hitched as you began squeezing around his length, "gonna turn my girl into a mama." 

your orgasm hit you without warning, and you cried out his name, nearly falling forward if not for the hand he had wrapped possessively around your throat. 

you placed your hand on his hip, fighting for him to stop, the feeling too much, but he grabbed your hand, holding it tightly at your hip, "just take it, baby," he rasped, "just a bit longer, fuck," his thrusts were becoming sloppy, and you began fucking yourself on him, eager for his warm release inside of you. 

"cum in me, jakey," you whispered, reaching to hold onto him, "cum in me and fuck back in me, please daddy." 

he let out a choked moan at that, his hips stalling as his orgasm hit him. you let out a blissful sigh as you felt his cum coating your walls in its warmth. his hips shallowly thrusted into you as he rode out his high, soft noises leaving his open mouth. 

you gasped when you felt him slip out, "turn back around, love," he murmured, helping you fall onto your back. 

you looked in between the two of you, your eyes widening slightly when you noticed he was still hard, "fuck, jakey," you whispered, wiggling your hips to scoot closer to him. 

his brow furrowed lightly as he looked down in between your thighs, and you jumped when you felt his fingers scooping up what release had trickled out, "how does it feel, my cum leaking out of you?" he pushed his fingers inside, "knowing that you’ll be a sweet little mommy?”

you bucked your hips up, "so good, jakey," your voice was weak, "more," you begged, "please, i want more." 

he gave a fucked out grin, lining himself back up at your entrance, "gotta fuck it back in, yeah?" he gave you a wink that stole your breath away, "gonna fill that greedy cunt with all my cum." 

he was back inside you, already fucking fast and hard, and you nails were back to digging into the warm skin of his back, "want it so bad," you cried. it felt so filthy in the best way, his own release mixing with yours making it that much wetter. it felt hot and dirty, yet perfectly sweet, knowing the entire point of all of it.

"i know, baby, i want it too," he nuzzled his nose sweetly against your temple, "you're gonna be such a good mama, you know that?" you hesitantly shook your head, and he quickly nodded, stopping any bit of doubt you had, "yes, you will." 

you pulled him closer, "you're gonna be a good dad," you pressed a kiss to the hollow of his throat, "that– fuck– that's what made me realize i want it so bad, jakey." 

he hummed, falling forward onto his forearms, caging you in with him, giving you no option but to stare into his eyes. you reached forward, brushing his hair away from his face, "you think so?" he asked, hitting you with a particularly hard thrust. 

you nodded quickly, "yes," you hissed out, your eyes fluttering shut when his hip bone pressed deliciously against your clit, "fuck, seeing you with that baby, i just– i want one of our own," you admitted, shakily running a hand through his hair. 

he gave you such a soft look, contrasting greatly with the way he was fucking you, "i want that, too. so fucking bad." you whimpered as he kissed you, murmuring against your lips, "touch your pretty clit, sweet thing. baby her for me." 

you quickly obeyed, your hand snaking between the two of you to rub circles as he filled you up, "gonna cum, jake–" 

"do it," he practically growled, his hips slamming into you harder, "i'm so fucking close, honey. cum for me, just one more. you can do it." 

you gasped, your entire body stretching so tightly as that coil snapped, and you were cumming the hardest you had that night. your orgasm triggered his own, and he came with a loud curse, letting out the prettiest noises as he fucked you both through it. 

he let some of his weight down onto you, basking in each other's warmth despite the sweat causing you to stick to each other. he stayed inside of you as you both caught your breath, and you had never felt more complete. 

he pulled out gently, hissing apologetically when you whimpered lightly, "i know baby," he soothed, "keep it in there for me, yeah?" 

you nodded weakly, fighting to keep his warmth from sliding out even a bit. he fell down beside you with a huff, letting out a quiet laugh. you lolled your head to the side, staring at him. he looked so fucking pretty, and it made your heart ache, "do you think it worked?" you asked timidly. 

he looked over at you, his eyes falling to your stomach, and he stared for a moment, "if it didn't, we can sure as hell try again." 

you let out a loud laugh, bordering on a cackle, "shut up, jake." 

he grinned wide, "i'm serious," he winked, "i meant it when i said i'm gonna put a baby in you. i'm making sure of that." 

•••••

[gvfleetwood]

I’d like to discuss this angle of Josh please

[gretavangroove]

needed y’all to see this

[allthingsfook]

I think I am ready to advertise ships again….

I am taking ships all week!!!! 💜🤍💖

Come one ship, come all!!!

[binarysunset17]

So i did a thing👀💖

It was a lot of fun to paint and very calming listening to joshs voice

[gretavansteph]

Sunshine 8 | Josh Kiszka

lol it's been a while

———————

“Oh my god I’m going to puke.”

You were anxious, you were so damn anxious it was actually kind of ridiculous seeing as this was your best friend from your entire life, things were going to be fine. It was finally date night with Josh and you could not have been less than ready. You took a seat on your bed and fanned yourself with your hands.

The other boys had come over to help you and prep you for your first official date night with Josh, minus Jake who was with him. They watched you with disgusted and scared looks, mentally praying you wouldn’t actually puke.

“Just breathe, Y/N, like this.” Danny did some breathing exercises with you, and you tried to follow along as much as your nerves permitted you.

What if something goes wrong? What if he decides at the end of the night that this isn’t what he wants and he decides that you suck as a girlfriend and that you’re only ever good enough to be a best friend. Fuck, you couldn’t bear the thought. But you were so excited at the same time, you were going on your first date with the love of your life for fucks sake! Get it together, you mentally screamed at your self.

You had taken a few hours to get ready, wanting to make sure your outfit was perfect. You didn’t have much to go off of as far as dress code, the whole night was kept a secret and all Josh had said was for you to dress comfy, and to pack a light sweater. Thus you ended up in the most flattering pair of black stretchy pants you owned, they flared slightly at the bottom and they hugged you in all the right places, and you had paired them with a cropped sweater that had a few tears in it that gave it character, or so you claimed.

Sammy, however, told you you looked like you had gotten into a fight with a street cat and that the cat had won. This made you all the more anxious, and you ran around trying to find something else to wear as Danny scolded Sammy for teasing you when you were already in a frenzy. He had coaxed you down from an almost mental breakdown, and he assured you you looked wonderful and that Josh would love the pants. You ignored the last comment, not having enough room in your already overflowing brain to dwell on anything else.

You continued to take deep breaths with Danny as Sammy dug around your room snooping in your things, specifically your jewelry.

“What are you doing?” you asked, much more calm than before.

He hummed as he continued digging around. “You need a little something else,” he said, not looking up from his task.

You forced your mind to pay attention to what he was doing, you didn’t want to psych yourself out anymore than you already had. Danny had reassured you everything would be fine, and though Sam rarely took things seriously he had assured you the same, telling you that the night would either end up in a simple make out or that he would completely ravish you. The second comment made you blush like crazy, and you were afraid you might’ve sweat your makeup off by how hot the thought made you. You wouldn’t mind if he had his way with you at the end of whatever he had planned for the night, if anything it would ease your nerves. Maybe that’s what you needed, you just needed to get laid.

You shook the thoughts out of your head, you couldn’t think things like that while you had company, so you focused your attention back on Sam as he pulled something out of your jewelry box with an excited ‘aha!’.

“What’d you find?” you asked, watching as he made his way over to you.

He motioned for you to stand up and turn around, and you waited patiently as he clasped a necklace around your neck, then turning you back around to place a pair of earrings in the palm of your hand.

He had given you a matching set of gold jewelry that had your birth stone in the middle. Your heart fluttered at the sight of them, and you quickly slipped them on.

Josh had gifted you this set for your 16th birthday, and you wore it every single day for years on end and then one day you thought you had accidentally lost one of the earrings. You cried the entire day as you searched the house up and down, flipping the couch and the bed multiple times only for it to be on the shelf of your shower, where you had last taken it off. Ever since then a fear of losing a piece of the matching set made its home in your brain and that was the only reason you took them off and tucked them way in the back of your jewelry box for safe keeping. It only seemed fit to pull them out tonight.

You thanked Sammy, and he and Danny complimented your finished look, reminding you of how much Josh would love it. You spent the next hour hanging out in the kitchen, killing time until Josh arrived. They were doing a great job at keeping your mind occupied, Sammy even made you one of his famous margaritas to take a bit of the edge off which you happily accepted. You sipped your drinks as you laughed along to some dumb joke Sammy had told, grateful for the alcohol and the wonderful company that had you feeling a little more relaxed.

That all flew out the window when a knock sounded at the door, and the three of you shared the same wide eyed look.

“Wait, why do I feel nervous it’s not even my date.” Danny said, and Sam agreed as they both shook the surprised look from their faces.

You took one last big sip from your drink before heading to the front door, opening it to reveal your handsome boyfriend.

Oh my god he was your boyfriend.

You didn’t have much time to dwell on the thought as your heart all but jumped out of your chest at the sight in front of you.

"Hi, mama."

Your insides turned to mush as soon as those words left his mouth.

Josh stood at your door sporting a big and bright smile that went exceptionally well with his outfit for the night. You took your time looking at him from the bottom to the top, unashamed and in a daze as you took him in. He was wearing striped cotton pants, rolled up a bit at his ankles, his signature white long sleeve shirt and he finished the look off with some white Vans. God, he looked good enough to eat.

You trailed your eyes back up to meet his own, sharing a loving smile. "Hi," you replied.

"Are you guys just going to stand there or what? Cause so far this is a lame ass date."

You and Josh shared a look as you both turned to glare at Sam, who simply grinned happily at the two of you and ushered you out the door. He all but shoved your purse in your face before shutting the door, locking himself and Danny inside your house.

"Well shit I mean, it's not my house or anything." you said to the door, hearing Sammy and Danny giggling on the other side.

You felt a warm hand take ahold of your own, gently tugging you along. You turned your head to look at Josh, and your nerves came up again as the realization that you two were alone finally hit you. He led you over to his Jeep, only stepping away from you for a second to open up your door and help you climb in. You giggled as he helped you put on your seatbelt, knowing you were more than capable of doing it yourself but you relished in his sweet actions. He leaned over you to clip the belt in place, and you found yourself leaning forward, pressing a kiss to his cheek. He laughed slightly, returning the gesture before pulling back.

"Ready?" he grinned.

"Always."

The drive to the mystery location was spent laughing as you shared with Josh how Sam and Danny helped you get ready for the night and how they helped you ease your nerves. He shared how he was feeling the same, almost calling out but Jake forced him in the car as he yelled at him to be a man. You laughed at the mental image of the two of them yelling at each other, but you felt better knowing you weren't the only one that had been freaking out.

The drive continued for a few more minutes before Josh was turning off onto a dirt road. You watched the trees go by until eventually they disappeared completely. The car to a stop not long after, as Josh parked off to the side of the road. He hopped out of the car and all but ran around to your side to open your door.

You smiled and thanked him as he held your hand, helping you out of the car. You followed him along in the light of the moonlight, holding all of your question to really build up the surprise. And what a surprise it was.

A gasp found it's way past your lips and into the nighttime air as you took in the scene before you. Josh had walked you over to the top of a hill, though only a few feet away from the car the view gave the impression that you were far and high enough to touch the stars above you. He had set up a picnic, complete with a checkered blanket that lay underneath a big brown basket. The blanket was surrounded by faux candle lights, but the dim yellow lights flickered as if to mimic the real waver of a flame in the wind. The small lights expanded over the hill, covering the surrounding areas of where the blanket lay. Over the hill you had a perfect view of the city, all sorts of colored lights lit up the buildings in the distance. It was perfect.

"What do you think?"

You turned at the sound of Josh's voice, taking notice of the nervous look on his face. You gave him a smile and tugged him towards you by his hand, and you held him there as your other hand came up grip the front of his shirt softly.

"It's beautiful, Josh." you whispered. "It's so so beautiful, I love it so much, thank you."

The grin that broke out on his face was one of a child's on Christmas morning. It made your heart feel warm and fuzzy, seeing him this happy. He brought your hand up to his lips, placing a kiss on the back of it that left the skin burning at his touch.

"Come on," he said. "Let's eat."

And that you did.

He had packed so much food for just the two of you, and you had tried to eat as much as you could but neither of you could fit another bite. There was a full course meal, followed by some chocolate covered strawberries that paired very well with the wine he pulled out at one point. There was other little snacks in between and after and you were sure you were about to burst. After cleaning everything up and moving it off the blanket you both laid back and looked up at stars, dazed and drunk off of each others company and in a prominent food coma.

"I don't know if I can get back up." you spoke, turning to look at Josh to find him already staring at you, a lazy smile on his lips.

"Me too," he agreed. "I might need a tow truck."

You giggled at his joke, causing him to giggle along with you and then it turned into the both you giggling like kids. There wasn't anything really funny about the situation, and his grandpa jokes were not that good, but a mixture of the wine with the feeling of being so full with not only food but love and the aura of where you were and more importantly who you were with was all tying together and it had you both feeling giddy.

Your giggles were cut off by the feeling of Josh's fingertips touching your hand, pulling it open for him to place his hand in your yours. You felt your body heat up at the small touch, your heart beating at a fast rate as you turned your head to the side to look him. He was looking up at the stars, a smile on his lips and a small hint of a blush that you could barely make out in the dim light.

"The moon looks beautiful tonight." Josh spoke, breaking the comfortable silence you had fallen in to. "And the stars....breathtaking."

You didn't have to look up at the stars to know they were beautiful, your own personal bundle of stars was right next to you. He was just as beautiful as the moon if not more, and the stars could not come close to his sparkle and light. The sun could never compete with the warmth and happiness he carried every day. He was all of those things wrapped up into one, and he was all yours.

You couldn't take your eyes off of him, his beauty and his grace and just, everything that was him. You had loved him in secret for so long and now you were given the chance to show him in any way you wanted to. You didn't have to hide a single thing anymore.

"Yeah, you are."

His blush became more prominent at your hushed words and he finally turned to look at you, scooting himself closer and propping himself up on one more to look down at you.

"You're stealing my lines, woman." he pouted.

You shrugged, biting back a smile. "I've been holding back lots of things, and now I can scream them out on top of this very hill if I please." you confessed. "So, get used to it."

He scrunched up his nose and you playfully tapped it, but before you could go back and do it again he caught your hand and placed it over his chest.

"What else have you been holding back, hmm?"

And there were your nerves again.

He was looking at you with a smile, but there was a certain glint in his eye that made your heart pound in your chest and somewhere else. You crossed your legs and pressed your thighs together, and he definitely took notice of that but thankfully made no comment. You tried turning your head to look up at the stars that were suddenly more interesting, but he held you in place with his hand on the side of your face, and you were sure he could feel the heat on your cheeks.

"I asked you a question, mama." he spoke lowly, sending shivers down your spine that didn't go unnoticed by him. "Cold?" he teased. "I can think of a few ways to keep you warm, if you'd like."

Damn him and his teasing.

Your words were stuck in your throat, you wanted to tell him yes that you wanted him to warm you up in any way he saw fit but you couldn't speak. The heat he radiating off of him and onto your body and the warmth from the wine and the burn his words sent to your core had you speechless.

"What did I say about using your words, love?"

Fuck.

He removed his hand from your face, replacing it with his finger as he trailed it down your cheek and onto your jaw. He lightly trailed down onto your neck, pressing against your quickening pulse before making his way down your chest. Once he hit the neck of your sweater, he switched back to his hand, trailing it down your chest onto your stomach, and down your legs were he gave a small squeeze to your thigh before coming back up and settling on your waist underneath your sweater.

You shivered again, more so as he traced the goosebumps on your skin.

"You know," he spoke, slowly inching his fingers up your skin. "I didn't take you to be a bad girl, Y/N."

Oh my fucking God.

You let out a shaky breath, looking up at him as his fingers grew closer and closer to the bottom of your breasts.

"Maybe," he continued. He leaned down to where you could feel the warmth of his breath fanning against your lips. You poked your tongue out to lick your lips, and his eyes left yours for a second as you did so before they came back up. He ghosted his lips over yours, the skin touching but not long enough to de considered a kiss. "Maybe, you need to be taught a lesson."

The small whine that left your throat at his words was definitely appreciated by him, as it gave him the final push to finally press his lips against yours in a hot and hungry kiss. His hand left it's place from under your sweater, leaving the skin cold but not for long as it quickly found a new home on your thigh, pulling your leg over his waist and holding you there. His grip was tight, and you grew more hot at the thought of the potential marks he would leave in his wake.

You kissed each other like your life depended on it, and in the moment it really felt like it did. Your hands finally moved onto his shirt, fisting it tightly to pull him closer as the other tugged and played with his hair.

Things were moving fairly quickly, and though you loved every second and you wanted nothing more than for him to take you right then and there, you didn't want to rush anything.

You made out for a while longer, groping each other here and there but it never turned into anything else. It's almost like he had read your mind, assuring you it was okay and that you would take it slow as he pulled away from the kiss. Both of you were seemingly out of breath, and you held each other as your minds and bodies came down from excitement. You watched the stars a little while longer, talking amongst yourselves and stealing kisses here and there. Once it got significantly later, you packed up your picnic and the lights and made your way back to the car, starting the ride back home.

Josh held your hand the entire way, never once letting go even as he shared a story and flung his hands all around. He would pause and place a kiss to the back of it every now and then, and it made your heart swell/ You both had the happiest smiles on your faces, eyes seeming to glow in the late night darkness. Your cheeks hurt from smiling so much but the smiles never went away even after you returned home, they only grew as you invited Josh to spend the night with you and he agreed, not wanting the night to end.

You took turns showering and getting ready for bed, the two of you once again a giggly mess as you crawled into your bed, immediately gravitating towards each other like magnets, not being able to go without touching each other for long. You sighed as Josh pulled you into his chest, your legs a tangled mess.

You listened to his heart beat, slowly letting it lull you to sleep. Not before hearing what Josh had to say.

"I had a wonderful time with you, Y/N."

You hummed in agreement, mumbling what you thought was the same but given by his laugh it was probably just a mess of mumbles. You hadn't realized how tired you were but now wrapped up in his warmth you were slipping under more and more.

"Go to sleep, lovie." he whispered, and you felt him tug the blankets tighter around you.

"Sweet dreams."

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y'all ngl I don't wanna write this anymore lol it started out great and now that we're nearing towards the end I'm like wtf to write now? idk y'all ya girl is struggling over here but I'm committed to finishing it for y'all so hopefully you guys enjoy

[infisonicosm]

I’m feeling soft and wanna do more ships! If you haven’t sent me one yet please do!

[gretavanfleetposts]

Would anyone like an impromptu unhinged ship, I promise I'll make it as stupid as possible

[bumblebeeswrite]

Okay you guys, your turn to do me!

My name is Jace, I’m a game master at an escape room! I write a ton. i’m really into antiquing, vinyl collecting, museum hopping, meditation, witchy stuffs, and traveling!

Im a bubbly gal, i love making people smile and laugh, and finding new and interesting things to do. My favorite music is anything i can groove to, and i have two baby hamsters called ninja and chonky 💖

[luverleaver]

we always call josh whimsical but what about Jake? Jake loves swords and pirates and wears little vests and medallions and dusty hats, he’s so whimsical and he belongs in a fantasy world

[gretavanbear]

Behind The Steel

[a/n : h...hi..... i haven't posted in so long. i hope u guys enjoy this lil thing i wrote. i definitely want to do a part two at some point.]

His bike was always his most prized possession, the way he felt when riding it was an incomparable feeling. The first time he rode it was a life changing moment for him- the wind drifting through his hair, the roar of the engine. It was pure animalistic adrenaline that coursed through his veins; wanting to make her roar like he did was extremely exciting. Nothing could amount to how powerful he felt in the cage, feeling weightless and full of control. 

His best friend initially helped him build it, making it extremely safe to be in and ride around as crazy as he can get. knowing his biker friends, sometimes it really could get crazy in there. 

It became somewhat of a ritual to have cage meets at his house every last friday of the month, where all his friends and acquaintances would come and try out the cage. Sometimes they’d have their girlfriends stand in the middle, building on the anticipation of driving around them. Jake didn’t understand that; wanting someone to stand in a potentially dangerous setting for a couple minutes. Maybe because he saw himself as a lone wolf, him and his bike. How it was supposed to be. 

Sure, he’d see someone now and then but it was purely to let out everything that was bottled in, needing some release sometimes. 

As he were riding home, he thought about all the preparation for tonight’s meet. Had he ordered the keg? Yes. Did he get enough wood for the bonfire? Yep. He tended to worry for nothing, knowing his organized self; it was truly out of habit to worry over little things. 

Jake turned off the bike in his garage, making sure she was nice and safe inside. Naming her the beloved was something dear to him; his friends all giving their bikes something corny or sexy as they said, like “kitty” or “princess”. 

But the beloved was not just some sexy bike, she made him feel things, power. And she was much more special to him than just a method of transportation. As he started caressing her with the clean soapy rag, his phone interrupted his music and began ringing. 

“Jake?” it was Jeremy, his best friend. 

“Yeah?” 

“Dude… I’m so sorry but I can’t make it tonight.” Jake groaned, the meets were never the same without Jeremy. 

“Why? What’s up?” He sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose as he closed his eyes for a second- waiting on his dumb excuse. 

“My parents want me to go meet this mechanic professor because my name was brought up somehow during my dad’s company dinner. I don’t know.. they really want me to go” He explained. Jake paused for a second before responding. 

“That sounds like a great opportunity, Jere. Don’t feel bad, just don’t miss next month’s meet, yeah?” He smiled softly as he waited for his response. 

“Of course, dude. I promise.” He replied, saying bye and hanging up. 

Jake sighed as his music played once the call was over, washing his bike with intense care. Before he could even notice the time passing, people were already showing up to his house. Thankful to be living on a secluded area with a large piece of land, there were no neighbors to be bothered by. 

JAKE

As time flew by, people began showing up to your house, gathering in your back yard. The kegs were set up, the string lights were plugged in, and of course; the cage was set up. There was a row of bikes neatly parked by the side of your house, awaiting for their turn. Though you always went first, no matter what. You passed by your acquaintances and friends, greeting them with a big smile and telling them to help themselves to the keg or drinks inside. 

The bonfire was burning bright, illuminating your surroundings with a beautiful golden glow. 

You passed by your garage to get the beloved, her cherry red color standing out to you, making your heart race. You took her off her stand and brought her to the door of the garage, someone stopping you in your tracks. 

Jeremy’s sister. 

She was only a year younger than the both of you and even though it wasn't much of a time difference, Jeremy did not want her at your house especially during cage meets. Though there she was, looking up at you with a smirk as she leaned on the side of the door. 

“What are you doing here?” You pushed the bike stand down with your foot, resting your arm on the bike. 

“Brother’s out of town. Thought I’d be in the clear for a free show.” She spoke, crossing her arms. 

“You know you can’t, Jere wouldn’t want you here.” You state. 

“Yeah? Who’s gonna tell him?” she countered. You stood back a little in shock. 

“I will. You know how protective he is.” You sigh, looking down at the bike and then back at her. 

“Let’s make a bet, Kiszka.” You open your mouth to disagree but she continues talking. “If I can make one round in the cage with you, you can take me home. If I fail, you tell Jeremy and I’ll deal with him.” She says, confidently. You’re taken aback a little, her confidence roaming around the tight space of your garage. 

She’s always been around, even when you and Jere were younger. You’d always done your best to ignore her even though she was a hell of a tease, and now that he was away you saw it as your chance. 

“You know what? Fine. Let’s see you fail, darlin’.” You smirk, kicking the stand up and walking towards the cage with the beloved, her following you. 

As you arrived to the cage, you settled the bike inside, Y/N following you in. She stood on the red X on the floor, the old tape used as a marking for where people would get their partners to stand. She looked at you with a smirk, though you could see a slight shimmer in her eye. You knew she trusted you, but you were up for a challenge. 

You watched as she took her jacket off, throwing it outside of the cage, it landed on the ground. You zipped up your leather jacket, tucking your necklace inside your neckline. You gave her one good look before putting your helmet on, pulling down the eye mask. 

You could hear the metal gate close, locked shut. The voices cheering on the outside, the music playing faintly in the background. All these distractions but she was the only thing you could focus on. She wore a tight black longsleeve satin dress with some black combat boots, she looked fucking amazing. It just excited you even more. 

You could hear her sucking in a breath as you straddled the beloved, your hand on the handles. You turn her on and roar the engine, the adrenaline moving through you. You kick up the stand and begin circling her across the cage, slowly moving higher and higher as you increase the speed, taking your time with it. 

Once you feel stable enough, you take your right hand off the handle, and begin dragging it gently across her shoulder, increasing the speed of your bike, revving the engine even louder as you watch her jump a little, but you can tell your touch helps her nerves. You bite your bottom lip to contain your smirk- unsuccessfully. Your hand caresses her shoulders, her stomach, her chest slightly. She closes her eyes and smiles in content, which makes you go even faster. Her eyes open once again and you can feel them on you. Ten seconds left of your time in the cage, your hand drags against her whole body, god she feels amazing. 

You hear the loud horn that alarms you the minute is over, and you slow down, to a stop. Your hair is stuck to your forehead by the time you take your helmet off, but all you can focus on is the way she’s smiling at you, how beautiful she looks, how wonderful that dress fits her. 

“So? You gonna tell him?” She smirks, tucking a strand of her hair behind her ear. 

“I think I can keep a lil secret..” You sigh, smiling down at her. 

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The two of you walked over to your driveway with the beloved. You had borrowed an extra helmet off a friend since you didn’t own another one. You knew where she lived, and it wasn’t far, but you were more worried about if you’d be able to contain yourself from not kissing her, the way she affected you was something you never felt before. 

You straddled the bike once again as she put her helmet on. “I’m going to hold my hand out so it’s easier for you to get on, you’ll need to hold on tightly because I’m going to be going pretty fast.” You said, holding your hand out. She took it and climbed over the bike, settling herself closely behind you. 

“Like that?” She asked. You smirked behind your helmet. 

“Closer, love. Wouldn’t want you sliding off..” You smiled. She scooted closer and you could feel her chest against your back, it made your heart flutter. Your hands made their way to the handles as you turned on the bike once more, beginning your journey to her house. 

As the wind drifted through the hair sticking out your helmet, your hand drifted to her thigh, caressing it a little. You felt her arms tighten around your waist, and her fingers slowly make their way to the hem of your jacket. You sucked in a breath, trying to focus on the road. Her hands slid underneath your jacket, underneath your shirt, until she caressed your chest gently. You wondered if she could feel your heartbeat, she probably could.. It was beating so fast. You let out a shaky breath and told yourself you’d be at her house soon. 

Parked. Finally, you kicked down the stand. She removed her hands from your shirt, and hopped off the bike. You also got off and removed your helmet, resting your ass on the seat of the bike as you faced her. She removed her helmet and shook her head a little, to let her hair loose. She nearly took your breath away, the beauty taking over. 

“Thanks for the ride.” She smiled, handing the helmet over to you. 

“Thanks for the massage.” You smirked. 

“Anytime” She said, stepping closer. You looked down at her, a slight shimmer in the reflection of her dark orbs. “I like riding with you,” She paused, leaning in. “It’s so…” She paused once more, her lips so close to yours. “Intimate.. Isn’t it?” She said. 

You nodded, your lips parted a little. 

“Are you going to kiss me goodnight, Kiszka?” She said, and you didn’t reply. You kissed her gently, her lips soft like satin, you could drown in them. She was so soft, like honey, a warmth you didn’t know you needed until right now. She pulled away so gently, almost as if she was afraid it would hurt you. 

“Goodnight.. See you at your next meet..” She smiled, waving a little before going inside her house, leaving you speechless.

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Josh Kiszka in 18th Century France… you’re welcome

[gretavangroove]

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[allthingsfook]

keeping this on anon to know your unbiased opinion

hi, i’m [insert name here] ;) (she/her). i’m like 5’2, on the petite side but kinda curvy, and i’m in my mid-20s. i have long blonde hair, blue eyes, and a beauty mark on the right corner of my mouth above my lip. i have four tattoos, five soon, with 3 of them having meaning and one being kinda on a whim, and only up to my doubles on piercings.

my hobbies are music, dance, anything nature related, collecting things (i collect snow globes and stickers, science-y shit, history shit, reading, and travel. i’m currently taking a year and a half off of school between my undergrad and masters to travel and enjoy this time in my life. when i go back i’ll enter a masters program for athletic training where i will hopefully work for a pro-team someday. i’ve thought about teaching at a dance studio recently because i used to dance and i love it (and miss it dearly).

about my zodiac… i’m a taurus sun, scorpio moon, aquarius rising, aries mercury, gemini venus and scorpio mars… i’m an astrology bitch lol. i definitely think i fit my chart. i am very loyal, reliable and honest. i am not one to sugar coat things and would rather face issues head on. i am also extremely protective of the people i love and would go to bat for them any day. and of course being mostly fixed i am very stubborn, but i can be pretty spontaneous too! my love language is quality time and physical touch. i also have a tendency to make things for those i love.

some extras: i am a vat of useless, but (usually) interesting knowledge. i did choir for 6 years and danced for about the same. i love harry potter, marvel, lord of the rings, star trek, etc. i love basically all kinds of music. i’m kinda like the ‘dad’ friend, ya know, the one who always drives, fixes things, usually has a game plan and good sense of direction. when i was young i taught myself how to play the organ. i’m randomly crafty. i have pretty good intuition, and can usually read people pretty well. lastly, i can be very loud, i’m not always, but when i need to be heard, i will be lol

sorry this was long hehe can’t wait :)

Ahhhh, awesome! I love getting anon ones to see if it’s accurate 🤩

I ship you with…

Danny ☺️

I don’t usually touch too much on physical appearance because these men are so much deeper than that, but I do usually talk about tattoos. As for Danny, I think he low key would like a girl with tattoos. He’d be so curious about whether it hurts or not and ask you about the meaning behind them. I feel like he’d expect everyone to have a story and sentimental value, but when you tell him about the one being on a whim he’d kinda like the idea. Overtime, his appeal to them would turn from curiosity to attraction. He’d often express you how sexy you’d look with more.

Danny seems like he was a kid who collected things as well, so he’d totally understand your affinity for collecting. The first time he brings you home to meet his family, he’d certainly take you to the huge Christmas store in Frakenmuth to get you a unique snow globe 😇 And he’d always come bearing gifts when he gets home from tour. Don’t imagine him in a local store, picking stuff up that reminds him of you. He’s supplying your trinket needs 😂

Danny would support you in taking time away from school, realizing it can be extremely exhausting. He’d encourage you to travel, experiment, and relax in the mean time. Maybe even invite you on tour for a week! When you decide you are ready to head back for your masters, he’d be so proud of you. He’d definitely talk you up and brag to others 😏 Going for athletic training would peak his interest when you first meet. He’d question about that with genuine curiosity, which makes you feel special and appreciated. Inevitably, that conversation would segway to golf ⛳️ Hopefully you have at least the slightest interesting in it to coexist with Danny 😁 You’d definitely walk into the living room to see him polishing his clubs on the coffee table one day!

Let’s see if I can do the astrology compatibility justice here *cracks knuckles* You being a Taurus not only means you’d jive with the twins, but also have a strong bond with Daniel. Capricorns and Taurus’ have a extremely trusting foundation to their relationships. Capricorns have little desire to lie, which makes Taurus’ feel safe. Both signs are typically on the same page about being discreet about the relationship. Not necessarily hiding it, but enjoying it for who matters most…. EACH OTHER!!! This is quite important because of Danny’s status; key to both of your mental health. Capricorns are notorious for never knowing when they need a break. Living the lifestyle he does, it’s easy for everything to stack up. You would have to help Danny identify that for himself. Running away from his work isn’t always an option, so experimenting with relaxation techniques when you are together will help him make them a habit on the road. Not only will it help him decompress, it will remind him of you 🤍 Due to your sign’s characteristics, Danny would admire your charisma, good taste, stability, and the way you present yourself. Because of his work schedule, your support, accommodation, and affection would solidify his love for you.

Moving on, Danny would come to appreciate and love your “useless” knowledge and the timing in which you decide to use it 😂 I think you and Danny would bond over a lot of your interests. He’s definitely a Marvel and LOTR guy! Most definitely will have an annual marathon of both! It’s a huge must to love all music as Danny is always dabbling with many genres. He’d introduce you to all sorts of artists to which you’ll come to love not only because they are good, but because they remind you of him when he’s away. Danny would love the fact you are a self made organist of sorts 😂 Most of the boys taught themselves the plethora of instruments they play, so they will understand the discipline and commitment it took to learn that at such a young age. Danny would beg you to play for him once in a while ✨

I hope this is ship is pretty head on for you! Please let me know, I love to hear so or if not too! 💕

[tripthelightfandomtastic]

I'm tired of saying I wanna bite him, I need him to bite me.