Bahamian born Exuma aka Tony MacKay with a 1977 Clancy Eccles production extolling Michael ‘Joshua’ Manley for a forthcoming election
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heads up! food mentions + mentions of joshua being a lil sick
"joshua hong, you better not be doing what i think you're doing."
the scene, as it is now: joshua is curled up on your couch, a blanket draped over his lap because it's a little chilly and he's been dealing with a slight cold, so he's been taking it easy lately. you've just come home, showered, and are finally dressed in cozy clothing again after a particularly long shift. you noticed that that the last tiny bag of your snacks is missing... just as you heard the sound of plastic crinkling from the couch.
"... i'm not?"
he's not convincing in the slightest. your boyfriend is pure evil. you've always known it, but he typically spared you from most of that--he has friends who gave him far funnier reactions. but the moment he hears you running, you see him shoving something into his mouth--the tiny cookies, no fucking doubt--and lunging to hide the rest of the bag underneath him as he all but face-plants into the other end of the couch.
"joshua!" you jump onto the couch, reaching around him, "that was the last bag, you jerk!"
"i'm sick!"
"you're gonna be sick--"
"that doesn't even make sense!"
sometimes you wonder how your relationship with him turned into this. in the early days, he was a gentleman to you: always so gentle and loving and caring. and then he started letting that image down around you more and more. he teased you, he let you in on his pranks, he became much more unashamed about silly things like this. seungcheol once told you that joshua was a menace, and you'd denied it at first. and now here he is with the last bag of cookies that you love, keeping them tucked close to his chest. you know him well enough to know he was definitely going to replace them tomorrow and this was just a situation of bad timing...
but one way or another, you end up sitting on top of him, watching as he clutches the bag in one hand. he opens it a minute later, revealing the empty bag.
"all gone," he smiles at you that devilishly handsome smile. you don't know whether you wanna smack his arm for making such a big deal out of this or kiss his stupid face. "sorry, baby."
you pout at him. "jerk. why do i love you?"
"because," he reaches to the corner of the couch cushions, dragging out another bag. "it's not the last bag. i wouldn't do that to you."
you don't believe him for a second.
"okay--i wouldn't do that to you when i'm sick and can't go replace them immediately." he holds up the bag. "... split them with me?"
"no." you take it, and then lean forward to kiss his stupidly handsome face even though you know he'll get you sick. he's done it before... as have you, to be fair. "but i love you."
he snorts, and pulls you in to hold you for a moment. "yeah, yeah, i love you, too, you dork."
"mmhm. your dork." you snuggle in for a moment, giggling. truly, you wouldn't have it any other way.
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Suggestion:
Joshua Gramham teaching the courier how to pray.
Idk if you meant art or writing, so Im doing writing I think that's what fits best.
If he can get the Courier to sit still long enough, this would be good bonding time for them.
But they're a squirmy fuck and don't like to sit still. It's more like a chore for both the Courier and Joshua, but Joshua is stil just happy to introduce people to his religion.
A bit more ship-ey, but Joshua taking the Courier's hands into his as he teaches them prayers. Either because The Courier won't stop fidgeting with their hands or just as a sign of appreciation from Joshua that the Courier is willing to learn how to pray. (Both reasons are great.)
Every morning and every night (That the Courier is willing) , Joshua will have them Join him in prayer, and It brings him joy when the Courier does join him in prayer.
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