#josh if you are reading this dont worry about it

[23b0075nke]

[radio static and the clatter of dog tags]

[jubiilee13]

JOSH HUTCHERSON. I do badly wanna make a request for Josh from the forger but I must show restraint

Anyways Mike asking you to officially be his gf?

JOSH HUTCHERSON JOSH HUTCHERSON AOQWEIIOWEIOOIAWEFIOFWAEWGAGEHRGAHREW

my husband

anyways here u go pooksters

warnings: female pronouns, fluff, reader has a nightmare, smooching just a lil

I didn’t check spelling on this so if it’s horrible I’m so sorry 😭

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mikes job was not an easy one.

neither was managing a younger sister.

but thats where you came in.

you and mike had known one another since high school, though you two hadn’t been the closest pair at the time. gentle smiles in the halls and small hellos were about all that went on in your mind.

but not for sweet old mike.

he adored you, every second he got to be in your presence was like heaven.

looking back on it he wasn't sure how you hadn't noticed his longing stares, the blush coating his cheeks, the way he fumbled over his words.

he was in love with you, that was clear to everyone but you.

so when the end of high school rolled around, the two of you fell out of touch.

he was sad, yes, but he had abby to worry about, and some cute girl couldn't get in his way.

so for the next few years nothing happened between the two of you, and he just assumed you had moved away to some far away place. eventually the amount thoughts of you in his mind began to dwindle down, until you only crossed his mind at most 2 times a year.

that was until a few months ago that is...

long story short mike had posted a few flyers about needing a baby sitter for abby, and low and behold someone sent him a message and sweetly said they'd love to meet up with him over coffee to discuss more details.

so thats exactly what happened, mike put on his most formal clothes (which wasnt really much) and began his journey to the coffee shop. He anxiously wiped his sweaty palms on his pants, silently cursing himself for his nervous habits. before he knew it the coffee shop was just ahead, and as he stepped inside it was like his heart stopped beating.

it was you.

He tried to hide his smile but you could read that man like an open book.

The two of you talked for several hours, about the job, about life, about everything.

you could've kept going even, if it werent for mike having to pick up abby from school.

so you bid your farewells and mike informed you that you could start watching abby the following day.

as mike worked each night, you stayed with abby, doing everything with her, and she loved it.

every day she would gush to mike about you, talking about the adventures and fun times the two of you had shared.

mike listened every time as well, and every time he did so he couldnt help but note how his feelings for you began to return.

after all, you were so sweet, so gentle, so... loving.

how could he help it?

every morning after his shift he would come home to find leftovers on the counter, alongside a small handwritten note from you, each time saying something ever so sweet.

on top of that he would also find you dozing on the couch, and every time he saw you sleeping so peacefully he would just admire you for a few moments, always opting to cover you with his jacket or a blanket before he sent himself off to bed as well.

so that brings us to tonight.

mike walks through the door with a yawn, rubbing his eyes sleepily as he places his vest on the coat rack, dragging himself into the kitchen as he picks up your sweet note.

"abby insisted on pizza and spaghetti tonight so take your pick sugar, i hope work was well, i hope you dont mind but i forgot a change of clothes tonight and abby grabbed a pair of your boxers and an old sweatshirt of yours, i just threw it on for tonight, i promise ill get it back to you clean asap! lots of love, - y/n" the note read.

mike cant help but chuckle at your rambling, and he picks up the plate full of pizza and he reaches out to open the microwave but stops in his tracks when he hears something.

something so faint he wasnt even sure he had really heard it.

then it happened again, louder now and mikes blood ran cold.

it was you, your cries.

mike rushes into the living room, and his body visibly relaxes when he finds you still deep in slumber on the couch.

a small frown falls on his face when he notices you squirming, a distressed look across your sleeping features as a few frantic words escape your mouth in slumber.

"no! mike- mike please- dont- i need you mike please" you murmured, so softly that mike was sure he was hallucinating.

still he approached your sleeping figure, his rough hands gently making their way to your shoulders.

“hey hey hey” he whispered as he gently shook you, concern in his eyes.

yet you didn’t budge, body trembling beneath him as small whines escape you, even some small tears slipping past your closed eyes.

he shook you harder now, and he lets out a breath he didn’t know he was holding when you shoot upright, but his relief quickly fades as a quiet sob escapes your lips.

your teary e/c eyes scan over him, almost checking to see if it’s really him.

once your brain finally decides to accept the fact that he’s really in front of you, you fling yourself towards him, more sobs escaping your lips “oh mikey” you cry out.

mike immediately wraps his arms around your torso, one hand moving up to comb through your hair.

“woah woah woah I’m right here pretty girl, I’m here, I’m here” he coos into your ear, holding your trembling frame.

the two of you stayed like that until your sobs turned into small sniffles, your head resting on his shoulder as you took in his scent.

“m’sorry…” you mumble into the crook of his neck

“it’s ok don’t apologise silly, do you wanna talk about it?” he quietly asks you, and you nod.

“I- you died mikey… in my dream… you- you were gone! I- I was so scared… I can’t lose you” you say between hiccups, and he hopes you can’t tell how your words make his heart race.

“im not leaving anytime soon pretty girl, can i tell you a secret y/n?” he asks as he brushes a hair behind your ear.

he chuckles when you nod and cuddle further into him, his face flushing ever so slightly, not that you could notice in the dim light of the room anyways.

“ive been in love with you since freshman year” he murmurs, and with those words your body grows stiff and you sight upright.

“y-you have?” your shaky voice asks

he nods, his orbs locking onto your own, and he goes to speak, his nerves getting the best of him, but before he can you cut him off.

with a kiss.

you had kissed mike.

mike just kissed the love of his life.

the kiss was sweet, gentle, and it seemingly lasted forever.

the two of you eventually pulled away for air, chests heaving as you both gasp gently for air.

you both go to speak at the same time

“I love you so much-“

“I’m so in love with you”

you both gasp at the others words, and you can’t help but giggle.

“so does this mean..?” you question, as you absentmindedly cuddle closer into him

“mean what? that you’re my girlfriend?” he asks gently

“if you want me to be” you say with a smile, awaiting his next words

“well how can I say no to a smile like that?”

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this is prob really bad I haven’t written in forever but I’m lowkey kinda proud of it for rn, I hope you enjoy!

[demonbarberofbeepbeep]

I saw Sweeney with Aaron Tveit and Sutton Foster on Sunday :3 BRAIN DUMP  WITH SPECIFIC PRODUCTION DETAILS AHEAD. DONT READ IF YOU DONT WANT TO SPOILED ON CERTAIN ACTING CHOICES THEY MAKE

First, Sutton, my surprise fav: 

Now, I had heard the Worst Pies leak from her, and I was worried. But I actually ended up loving her Nellie Lovett. 

The former cast had a younger, pretty blonde soprano style Mrs Lovett. Sutton was a little bit of a return to the classic Mrs. Lovett dynamic - an older, scatterbrained woman. Not as openly seductive and feminine as Annaleigh, but very funny and affable.  She was less sensuous, older, more desperate. Kind of a Katherine Hepburn physicality, long and slender flailing limbs. Goofy but an intense undercurrent of loneliness. She had a very gangly and bumbling physicality to her. She was taller  than Sweeney (in her heels) and that affected their dynamic in interesting ways - when she was coming on to him, it almost felt like she was trying to grapple him sometimes. She did some very funny new bits. In her entrance to Worst Pies In London, she had a carrot and she was biting pieces off it and spitting it out into the pie crust. It was a hilarious gag.  People were surprised at how wobbly her delivery was on the first night - well, it was like that on the third night too! It was pretty funny. She was obviously doing it on purpose. 

She slid off his lap in By The Sea and put her feet in his face and then started rubbing his chest and taking off his suspenders with her toes. She got a lot of mileage out of flailing her limbs in a humorous fashion. I think her comedic chops really shined here and in Little Priest.

I think her darkness was more on view here too - she had a truly evil look when she embraced Toby at the end of Not While I’m Around. And she had an interesting moment of cruelty with the Beggar Woman - when they had their confrontation, she seemed to grasp her chin or pull her hair or something in a way that caused her pain. It seemed like she was right on the edge, and totally desperate, with claws at the ready.

I have really mixed feelings about Aaron’s Sweeney. There were some things I liked about him. He does a good scowl, and when he burst onto the scene, lit from above, his eyes cast into shadow  - I felt like we were in for a convincingly demented and dark take. But unfortunately, he did not keep the intensity up the whole time. Part of this is, I think, out of his control - he’s just a very handsome and small-framed man, and he didn’t look either intimidating and beefy, like Nicholas Christopher, nor convincingly beaten down and sad eyed, like Josh Groban. I think he tried to play a more open-to-Lovett Sweeney, but once he let up the scowling and hate, I just felt like there wasn’t enough negative affect to him left. Beard or no beard, his look just screams “handsome prince“ or  “elf” or something.

The real thing I struggled with was his voice. Now, he’s obviously an amazing talent and an incredible singer, and I did enjoy seeing him. How could I not? It’s Enjolras from the Les Mis movie! So cool! But having a tenor in this role is just kinda wrong. There were moments where we needed Sweeney’s baleful booming voice to really resonate and he just didn’t deliver - in the ominous duet with Turpin, or in the crowd scene where he’s heckling Pirelli - he sounded high, weak, and reedy. There wasn’t enough power. And I know he has a beautiful voice, but having him as Sweeney didn’t really let him use it to its full advantage. Sure, he can soar into high octaves, but what good does that do us when he’s just hitting the lower notes in a nothing-special register rather than a deep rich boom? It didn’t really portray Sweeney’s madness or darkness. It’s just wasn’t right for the character.

He did make some interesting and unique choices for the character. Some things I noticed and liked: he often grabbed his chest or heart, as if in pain. He was very nimble and scrambled and leaped around the stage. This is a “quick and quiet and clean ‘e was” style Sweeney. So, to make up for the lack of deep ominous voice, I expect him to really amp up the madness. And he gave some good crazy acting for Epiphany. What he really is good at is scowling, barking laughter, scampering around. But his acting job was uneven.  His Benjamin Barker reveal, rather than being brutal, was a little bit strange - he was across the room and then ran at the judge to slash his throat. I felt very let down by the final sequence. I expected some chewing-the-scenery style screaming and moaning. He didn’t scream or cry, just kind of grimaced. “Oh no… Lucy…” Honestly, it wasn’t as sad and melodramatic from anyone as I wanted it to be.  He laughed when Toby came to kill him, which was kind of cool, but also contributed to the weird lightness of his take.

Their chemistry - they were playing it to be more fond of each other. They had moments of chemistry and acknowledging each other right out of the gate. He was surprisingly game about eating the pie, almost trying to make her feel better about it or something. Later, when he grasped her arms and asked about his wife, it seemed like there was already a spark of mutual feeling or something. This is a nicer Todd than I’ve seen. He was also pretty indulgent to her in By The Sea, grasping her knee reassuringly when he said he loved her. They did not have the crazy ass chemistry that Josh and Annaleigh had by the end of their run, which is perhaps to be expected. Again, I liked how friendly they were with each other. It worked well for Sutton’s take on Mrs. Lovett. We got to see how she jumped hungrily at any scrap of kindness he tossed her. But along with his light voice and handsome tiny man vibe, it served to make him even less menacing and foreboding, which he already didn’t have enough of IMO. So, mixed bag. 

Other notes from the night: 

Delaney was on as Johanna! She was awesome, a very fleshed out version. You could tell she had done it before. She had a lot of funny intonations in Green Finch and Linnet Bird, really pausing to consider what the birds might be doing.  “Are you discussing? 😑 Or fussing? 😩Or merely dreaming? 🙂 Are you crowing? 😧 Are you SCREAMING?? 😰”

One interesting live theater moment: In the scene where she’s trying to escape Sweeney’s parlor, I think she smashed her face getting out of the box. Her hat was off and she was holding a cloth in front of her face for some reason until she left the shop. It looked like she was bloodied, but she played it off well. I hope she’s okay! 

Joe Locke as Toby -  he had a beautiful voice, very sweet sweet younger style Toby. Much like Aaron, IMO, he did not get crazy enough with it at the end. But beautiful voice and heartbreakingly vulnerable. There were a few new cast members who were good, didn’t get their names, but I liked ‘em!

[tempestuous-tempest]

You Guessed It! More God Forsaken Wrench Headcanons:

Part 1, 2, 3

Definitely paints his nails black from time to time

Loses shit all the time. These things include tools, computer chips, food, his mask hell even his cool. He'll find it 6 minutes later in a pizza box or under the couch.

His hand writing isnt the best. It's close to chicken scratch but you can still read it.

Gets feisty when anyone takes his stuf without permission. And dont even get me started on when people touch his robot kids. Lay a hand on Wrench Jr. or Little Jordi and you might lose it.

I dont remember if I mentioned this already but he's like super ticklish. He will kick your ass if you try to tickle him, but if you succeed in doing so, he is powerless for about 10 minutes.

We dont talk about the goats. Well. He will if you watched the show (or he's trying to get you to watch it) and he fanboys about every bit of it but just know that Wrench is Wrench and you'll be hearing some really weird fantasies. (Legion players know.)

Threaten his friends and he'll beat the crap out of you. Especially if you threaten Marcus. I mean, just look at what he did to Tommy.

Shows great respect towards Aiden and Jordi. Aiden will try to teach him the morally right way about doing something and Jordi will indulge in Reggie's chaos every now and again with a gig. Jordi is regrettably quite fond of Wrench.

His favorite picture on his phone is one of Marcus unconscious on the sofa with sharpie drawings all over his face. Don't worry, Marcus got him back by hacking his phone and setting an alarm that went off every five minutes playing the Neon Cat song. Every time Wrench tried to permanently turn it off it came right back on. It lasted only a day before Reggie started getting actually aggravated and Marcus had to take it off before there was another hole in the wall.

Least likely to be cranky in the mornings out of the dedsec group with Sitara being most likely followed by Ray, Marcus, Horatio and Josh. Like I mentioned before, he is quite docile in the mornings.

[skypompoms]

PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE HELP!!!!!!!!!!!!!

ONE OF MY FAVORITE FICS OF ALL TIME GOT DELETED and I AM DISTRAUGHT

and i, stupidly assuming it would be around forever, DONT REMEMBER THE AUTHOR OR NAME

I NEED HELP IN IDENTIFYING, AND/OR IF SOMEONE HAS IT SAVED

even if you don’t have/know the fic, please please like or something so this gets pushed out to people who can help 😭😭😭😭

if you’re a literal saint and have read this far, here’s what i remember about the fic

cw; mentions of sewerslide

it was a joshneku fic (from twewy)

it was on AO3

it was either mature/explicit

it had somewhere around 10-18 chapters

the premise was that neku got hired to be joshua’s assistant, joshua’s filthy rich, but his parents died in a car crash and he’s a piano prodigy but can’t write his next composition because he has artist’s block. and hanekoma is worried about him because he’s tried to commit sewerslide before - thinking all his worth is his work, and so if he can’t write, it’s not worth living

josh eventually tries to commit unalive again the night of his performance, but neku saves him, and then josh finally finishes his piece

there was a piano song linked in the fic as well, but i don’t remember what it was called, even though i can hear it in my mind. i will link it if i can find it

i feel ridiculously stupid for not saving this fic, and i now have trust issues with all fic writers. i’m extremely devastated cause it was kind of a formative fic for me, and so if somebody could please, PLEASE help, i owe you my life 😭😭😭😭😭

[hiroshotreplica]

About Agent 3's Sanitation Scars

aka, agent oc lore post

this is a bit long, sorry about that! ill place it all under a cut so no one has to scroll through it all if they dont want to read, note there's some colored text + some drawings

ever since alister (3) and josh (8) were rescued from the deepsea metro and tartar was defeated, callie and marie have been very worried. josh has his own host of issues, but alister's are much more... visible. doctors have no idea how to treat alister's condition, and have just been monitoring his healing process. alister doesnt remember a thing about the sanitation, despite having been only partially sanitized. all witnesses referred to it as a form of mind control.

marie had asked zara (4) about what she had seen first, she seemed much more approachable about the subject. this was under a week after the rescue:

zara: i rescued him and josh from the blender, yeah. though he got ambushed by a strange telephone as soon as we tried to follow josh through the escape route. i managed to dodge the telephone's attacks, but... yeah, alister wasn't as lucky.

marie: do you remember his appearance?

zara: that strange.. i dont even know, goop? just- that strange stuff wrapped around his head. it looked like it was digging into the back of his head. i remember... before he got completely taken over by the strange.. thing and tied me up... he looked at me with.. fear. fear ive never seen before, it had so much.. pain and certainty in it. like he was thinking "im going to die"

marie: oh... that sounds terrifying. was there anything else...?

zara: he... he said one thing. while the goopy stuff was being planted onto him. i dont remember it completely, he whispered it, but he said "so this is it. it... hurts" it... scared me. marie, you know ive been working with him on agent stuff for the past year! he's never sounded so... so... you know.

she didn't have any further comments.

when he could handle the question, marie had asked josh as well. this took place a month after the incident:

marie: so... are you sure you're ready to think about what happened again? i know it's still very recent, even if some time has passed.

josh: y.. yes. i am sure. it is the less painful parts, so i do not mind as much, i think.

marie: alright... what do you remember?

josh: alister, he... he looks like he was in pain. a lot of pain. during the battle, he missed lots of attacks due to it, im sure. his hands had shaking the whole time then.

josh: once we reach the surface and.. things were better again, he was no longer being controlled. and the sight... i dont know the word in inklish, the closest would be scary, i believe. it was... deep scar. everything around the scar had a greenish color to it. he could not see well when he woke up, and he mentioned being in so much pain...

marie: oh, oh jeez... i can see why the bandage was put on it now.

josh: it was the best we have at the time. the one he has now is... much better.

marie: yeah... do you want to stop? you look uncomfortable..

josh: ...yes. thinking of it again... i-it is making me upset more than i realize it could. i am sorry

he couldn't make any further comments.

extra visual of how alister looked at this time:

extra info: his eyesight improved over the first couple of months, though it stopped eventually. he has blurred vision. he has glasses that do slightly correct it, but he never wears them. i imagine he shows some symptoms that would correlate to right hemisphere brain damage. but i need to put more research into that first

[husbandhoshi]

A fic I haven't read yet from you, but I want to

Definitely Eat, Play, Love. Once I find the capacity and time to read fics over 10k, just know I will be very annoying about it. Sorry in advance. It's your comeback fic, it's Cheol AND it's enemies to lovers????? This is peak RJ content tbh.

What made me the most emotional after reading

I know I am a very hyperbolic and dramatic person but, the way your headcanon about moving in with Dino specifically has not left my mind since I read it. I was also embarrassing close to tears when I finished it. Still haven't forgiven you for making me feel my feelings and for Dino of all people no less smh /lh.

What I like the most about your writing

I think I said this in the tags of the Josh drabble I recently read from you but, you have such a great balance between softness, filth (complimentary) and humour in your writing. It doesn't feel jarring reading about how these people know each other and how much they each other vs the smut (tm) vs injections of humour whatever you choose to place them. It all blends together so incredibly well.

RJJJJJJJJJJJJJ.... u are literally THE SWEETEST alive. dont even apologize for anything -- it is sooooo flattering to me that u take the time to read my fics and then find some crazy unique combo of reaction pics and THEN write such thoughtful FUNNY tags?????? like u have made me happy enough to last several lifetimes. do NOT worry.

and the DINO WORMS... THEY GOT U.. THEY GOT U SO BAD. i wish there were like 10 of me bc then the dino fic ive been wanting to write would be done and u could suffer :)

n the feedback abt the writing not being jarring 🥹🥹🥹🥹 there are def SOME fics floating around the masterlist that suffer from that but im glad that the ones you've read you've enjoyed <3333

[kidnamedfinger]

[double posted to make it less long to scroll] ok but thats not what josh is saying in the tweet right? theyre just saying that object impermanence happens and it isnt intrinsically a shunning of people and people shouldnt automatically read into it and assume malevolent intent in not reaching out to someone. it doesnt say "if your friend refuses to talk to you suddenly it means they forgot about you and you should baby them." because thats obviously not reasonable.

i agree that diagnosis culture CAN make people not want to take accountability. i forget about my irl friends for certain amounts of time if theyre not in front of me - genuinely, i do. if you think thats a thing that babies do thats fine. but i also do feel bad about it and i try to do things like scheduling hangouts with people or send memes to them when i can or just message them when im thinking of them just to say hi. its not like i use my adhd dx (which i do have) to make it other peoples' problem. so its just random that p.e., whose tweets i otherwise enjoy, would jump on this specific tweet which - compared to what most terminally online people say about having adhd - is pretty harmless.

ironically, to me it seems like p.e. is ascribing malintent to josh in this tweet, and literally all that josh's tweet asks is to NOT automatically ascribe malintent to people who aren't always initiating social content. this is a relevant distinction because ive been approached many times by people whose communication styles differ from my own, who assume that because im a bit late with returning a personal message or because i havent talked to them in a while that i have a problem with them. and in the worst case scenario, it turns into a whole thing where that person assumes im avoiding them or ignoring them because i actively dont want to communicate with them. or maybe they just are worried (e.g. literal family members whose existence and messages i forget about) and want to be able to reach me when they need to. luckily, sometimes its resolved when i can agree to respond to messages quicker and set reminders on my phone and all that. actionable steps i take to be accountable for my behavior as an adult. not letting the chemicals in my brain totally dictate how i behave forever. but i forget sometimes or i slip up sometimes. and thats why i, like josh, would ask for some grace.

sorry to jump on this tweet thing - it would be double ironic if /i/ assumed malintent from p.e. in replying to this in the first place, and the larger point is valid. but i feel that the legitimate criticism - which is a criticism of using adhd or any dx as a substitute for refusing to take accountability of ones adult agency - should not automatically be whipped out when someone with adhd talks about an experience they have in their lives and asks for a bit of understanding in a relatively neutral context. sure josh could have worded it without the whole "eyes light up" thing i see how it sounds infantilizing. but the rest of the points dont feel connected to the tweet theyre quoting. unfair, even. sorry.

[trin-gvf]

bestie, I just read Forbidden Love... there's something so wrong but so good about it 😩💦 I can't put my finger on it but it's hot 🥺 I like that they have this thing and act normal in front of everyone but behind closed doors Jake is doing filthy things with her, would you consider writing a little prequel? I need to know who started it 🥵 but idk in my head I like to think it was her

THIS.

it was a party josh was throwing. you and your dad of course went. you always had fun at these parties. you were currently trying to find your way through joshuas house, needing a room to calm down from the chaotic noise of the music. you stumbled your way into what you assumed to be the master bed room. when you saw jake sitting on the bed, it took you by surprise. he was shirtless, his hair sticking to his forehead. youve been around this man for years, yet never have you ever seen him in this light.

"oh- im sorry i just-" you said fumbling over your words.

"oh youre good, y/n. i just needed to cool down. like you, i suppose?"

you nodded and gulped.

"take a seat." he suggested, tapping the spot next to him.

when you did, his knee were touching yours. a shock of heat sent through your core. you were confused for a moment before deciding what you needed to do. it took every ounce of confidence you had in your body to put your hand on his knee.

"y/n? what are you doing?" he said. he was hoping you couldnt hear how fast his heart was beating in his chest.

you couldnt bring yourself to say anything, you just trailing your hand up his thigh. your mind was fogged over, feeling the muscles of his thighs under his tight black jeans.

"jake, youre so pretty." you said, looking at him. his mind went blank in that moment, pulling your face in. the kiss became heated quick.

your hands were roaming each others bodies. you found your clothes to be spread across the floor. you were under the man you all of a sudden became obsessed with.

"jake fucking hurry" you said, whining and pushing your hips up.

"don't be so greedy." he growled at you.

he pushed his cock into you, gasping at how tight your cunt felt around his cock. he was quick to fuck into you, he covered your mouth, not wanting to be heard despite the music blaring in the other room.

"i've wanted this for so long, cant help but fuck you with my eyes everytime i see you want into a room." he whispered in your ear.

the thought of jake wanting to fuck you made you become even closer to the edge you oh so wanted to fall off of.

you begged under his hand.

"don't worry, I'll get you there." he sped up, soft sounds of your skin hitting each other.

you couldnt warn jake before you came. you gasped as you bit into his finger, squeezing your eyes shut. your body shook as you felt jake pull out, cumming until some tissues joshua had by his bed. as you came down from the pleasure, jake leaned down whispering in your ear.

"dont tell a soul." he walked out after saying so.

you put your clothes back on, cleaning up in the bathroom connected to the room. once you walked out, you went into the kitchen.

"oh! y/n!" danny said.

"hi dad!" you smiled back

[andreabaideas]

Thanks for the feedback. I'm sorry for the negative comments you received. It was very clear that it was about the chemistry in the films and series. Looking forward about the chemistry between on-screen friendship. I think Sam is one of the few actors who can have chemistry with almost all of his co-stars, he's incredible. IMO Jen Lawrence has more chemistry with him than with Liam and Josh. I love The Book of Love. He seems to have had fun making this movie.

Dont worry, I just write what I want...So yeah sometimes feedback Its bound to be Bad, I never shut up anyway...XD

I going to publish the frienship/ or romantic chemistry II post this week, so stay tunned!

Yeah, I found that Sam and Jen had lots of chemistry too, my Mom, Who hadnt read the books at first thought he was going to be the new boyfriend for Katniss 😅.

I love the Book of Love too!! ☺️

[corneliaxrouge]

Wedding day is coming

Been very busy with work and wedding stuff lately.

As per work, since we moved to our new office, my load got heavier and I dont have much time to pause. Ang daming ganap! Non stop meetings and research and analysis reports. Though kahit nakakapagod, it’s amusing at the same time because I learn a lot and I enjoy learning these new concepts and ideas. 

Ang daming Math! Pero I survive pa rin through God’s grace! HAHA

Anyway, so I was also able to read my boss’ evaluation on me and it felt good. Umabot tayo sa above average remarks and analytical skills were good. Ang low points ko were leadership and communication skills which I know to myself na I really should improve pa on that.

In terms of socializing with my workmates, I enjoy being with my colleagues in our department. Most of us are on the same age and they are fun to be with. I’m able to be myself, and I spend less time on overthinking and over worrying about other people’s perception of me. I thank God that He gave me people that I can be very comfortable with.

So that’s it for the work stuff.

As for the wedding...... 

Well, it started pretty well. All things going smoothly. However, now that the event date becomes nearer, a lot of the little details starts to build up as pressure. I have a lot of issues with my family because they are very particular up to the last detail. Example, sabi kong rustic motif and smart casual, pero hirap na hirap silang magdecide ng isusuot nila. And parang problema ko pa kung bakit nahihirapan sila magdecide. haha Nagegets ko naman yong point nila pero at the same time, in my mind, kaya nga hindi na kami ng extravagant wedding para comfortable lang lahat, no pressure sa attire basta akma sa color pallette na we’ve sent them. it was all suppose to be chill. Pero meron talagang mga tao na hindi kaya mag chill. And to no surprise, family ko yong ganon. Yong lahing praning. Haha 

I’m not mad with them. I know that they mean well however kulit they are. And I expected this naman. Because there’s no wedding without any issues naman. I just need to lift it up to the Lord and surrender all worries, anxieties and pressures to Him. I know na He is always by my side and that His plan will always be better than mine.

Additional life update, I’m happy na I’m able to serve the church we go to. Being part of the multimedia team enables me to give more to the Lord and use the skills He had given me to further spread His Word. Blessed to be given this opportunity!

Anyway, that’s it. Sana sipagin ulit ako mag update ng account na to next time. 

I think, reason why I feel the need to post less kasi whenever there’s strong emotion, I have God and I have Josh to whom I can share intimate details with. So, before ko pa ma-open any social media account, I dont feel a great need na to express things online.

Lastly siguro, this is just to remind myself someday when I read all posts in this account. Gurl! Ang mahal ng bilihin ngayon! Hahaha But do not regret any food that you ate, any experience or celebration you spent money with! God never fails to provide what you need. Hindi ka gumastos sa mga useless stuff if yon ang thinking mo right now. Whatever you bought, you sure needed it right at that moment! 

Until next post! 

[yuuki-mishima]

Roomate thinks that you can solve your financial issuss by just simply wanting to make 200k a year, cause you'll get there if you just think : ))))))

[sacredthethreadgvf]

Edge of Darkness | Josh Kiszka x Reader

Warnings: SMUT 18+ Minors absolutely DNI!!! Josh as an Incubus, scary(ish) josh, dom!Josh, choking, orgasm denial, restraint, slight sir kink if you squint.

Word Count: 5.7k

A/N: Okay so as an apology that it keeps taking me forever for me to write out Keys to my Heart chapter, here is a Josh smut to tie you over lovelies! This is my very first time writing smut so any feedback is appreciated! If I have missed any warnings let me know as always ! A special thanks to @kdarling1 @mintysammykiszka​ and Nash for encouraging me to write this and being patient with me! If it wasn't for y'all, this probably would have never gotten posted.

Enjoy babes ;)

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You were exhausted to say the least.

The sleep deprivation that you were currently experiencing due to the many nightmares that had been haunting you for the last month finally caught up to you at work today as you had laid your head down on your desk for a brief moment to close your eyes. All you really needed was 5 minutes of shut eye right? That oughta make you feel better, at least that's what you were trying to convince yourself of as you still had 4 hours of work at the office ahead of you. You groaned at the thought of the nightmares for a moment, your eyes snapping open looking right at the grain of the desk. The nightmares have all been the same. Your body jolts you awake in the middle of the night with an immediate shiver running down your spine and a cold sweat breaking across your entire body. You are unable to move, unable to open your mouth to scream, unable to even lift a finger. Your only movement being in your eyes as you always constantly scan the room in your paralyzed state but seeing nothing. The confusion of these dreams plaguing your daily life. No amount of sage or palo santo that you burned based on your friends’ suggestions clearly helping you in any way. You still had these dreams back to back every night.

You felt a hand grip onto your shoulder making you jump up slightly in your desk chair. You looked at the cause, your work friend Barbara looking back at you, giving you a sympathetic look. 

“Y/N, go home, just call off for the evening. I promise we'll be fine. Go get some sleep please, before you continue to burn yourself out.” 

“But Barb, Andy will..” You started to protest about your bosses strict rules about calling off in the middle of a nursing shift. 

She waved you off. “If you dont take this time for yourself he wont have you to cover any more shifts for a little now will he?” 

You hung your head for a moment contemplating it. 

“Go.” She insisted, “Grace and I will cover your patient for you this evening.And with Andy.”

Grace nodded furiously at you behind her.

“I owe you one Barb.” You said standing up grabbing onto your jacket and purse.

“Dont worry about it sweetie, just get some rest tonight okay?”

You nodded and smiled before you clocked out from your computer for the night and started making your way down the long white hallway.

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The drive home from your job to your apartment felt longer than necessary. You were anxiously awaiting to hit your bed to get some kind of sleep as you had finally gotten off at 9 pm tonight instead of 1 am. Maybe going to bed earlier would prevent you from waking up in the mere hours of 230-330 am in the paralyzed terrified state you usually found yourself in. 

Opening the door to your apartment, you threw your belongings down on the kitchen counter that was next to your door and sauntered your way to your bedroom, not bothering to waste any time slipping your scrubs off and throwing on your favorite tank top and shorts to sleep in. You stepped back into the kitchen to brew yourself a cup of hot chamomile tea and took a melatonin in the process hoping once again that the night time ritual and herbal remedies will help you sleep a full night through this time. 

You settled into your bed to read your favorite book and found yourself dozing off before you even knew what was happening.

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You awoke with a shudder crawling down your spine.

Of course nothing you tried had worked. Here you are in the same position as you always were, a cold shiver down your spine, a weird feeling of something entering your body, almost possessing it. And all of a sudden your eyes snapping open realizing you were paralyzed in your own bed, unable to move, unable to scream, unable to wake your body up. 

Your eyes scanned your room like they always have in the past when these bad dreams happened. I mean you were just dreaming right? It alway just felt super real but you barely remembered any of the dreams the next morning. 

The soft light from your salt lamp next to your tall mirror casting a glow on the room that usually isn’t there. Normally you turn that off before you go to bed in fear of seeing something lurking in the corner in the wee hours of the night. 

You suddenly realized there was a dark shadow hanging out behind the small wall that protruded out for your closet in your room where the door to your bedroom was. 

You couldn’t scream. 

You couldn’t make any noise. 

You felt your heart rate quicken and the adrenaline rush into your throat.

You looked at the time, 3:36 am, the red letters read. 

You snapped your eyes back to the dark figure just as it was approaching the light that the salt lamp gave off…

Your heart caught in your throat as you watched the handsome man with bouncy curls saunter his way into the light. 

Oh my fuck Josh ?! 

Josh fucking kiszka?! 

You’re actually joking. 

Your heart rate increased in your chest and he must have heard it because he smirked. 

“Hello Y/N.” 

You wanted to move your mouth. You wanted to know what the fuck the lead singer of Greta Van fucking Fleet was suddenly doing in your room at 3:36 in the god damn morning…

This is it. You’ve actually lost your goddamn mind. The sleep deprivation has caught up to you finally. If you could laugh out loud you totally would at this moment. 

‘Josh’ slowly made his way towards you, and you found that you couldn’t protest nor move at this time.  Just like every other night you have had a dream like this. You were completely paralyzed. You were stuck. 

Josh smirked at you and made his way to the side of your bed, crossing one hand over another, and offering you a small smile in an attempt to make you feel a little less crazy you would guess. 

“Again. Hello, Y/N” he started.

“I’ve been watching your dreams darling, paying attention to your desires. I had discovered that this..” he gestured to himself. “Is what you are attracted to.” 

I must be dreaming, you thought.

He smirked again. 

“No this isn’t a dream sweet girl. This is real. I’m real.” He reached out and traced a finger up your ankle. You shuddered. His touch felt hot and ignited goosebumps across your still paralyzed body. Your eyes blown wide with fear still as he traced that same finger up the side of your leg, up your hip, moving to your fingertips and your arms now until he made his way to your face. 

This is wrong this felt so fucking wrong but your body was alive with electricity as you feel him trace that finger up your jawline and around your lips pulling at your bottom lip for a moment. He smirked again at your raised heart rate. 

“Nervous are we?” He asked. “Don't worry my love I will take very very good care of you.”

‘What are you? You're not human. You can't be human…there's no way that..’ You begin to ask  him in your mind, picking up quickly that he can read your thoughts.

He chuckled out loud tracing his finger down your chin now, down your chest settling in the middle of your sternum enjoying the thrumming of your heart not far from his finger. 

“You are a smart one. I could tell when I first started observing you.” His gaze looked back up at your face and his smile dropped.

“I am an Incubus. I like to prey on beautiful women such as yourself to help seek what I desire most.”

He smirked again and dipped his face lower towards your own. His hands now placed on either side of your head, “and what I desire most sweet girl, is the divine energy that you currently behold.” He placed a delicate kiss to the side of your mouth to which your body flushed hot and cold at the same time. He pulled away then, moving to sit next to you on the bed.

You had many thoughts running through your head that you knew he was listening in on intently but you didnt care you needed answers dammit. What energy, your soul? How does he get the energy? Will you die? Are you quite literally staring death in the face? Also, Josh Kiszka? This is the one you were still hung up on. I mean shit you must've finally lost your damn mind from lack of sleep because this..whatever it is looks exactly like Josh. Talks like Josh. Acts like Josh…It doesn't make sense. 

You watched as his facial expressions moved from pondering to amusement to concern you would guess at least all in a matter of minutes as you had each racing thought running through your head at a rapid pace. You kept running through the thoughts in your mind when Josh suddenly held a hand up, signaling you to take a moment to pause. 

“First off sweet girl, it is not your soul I desire. No. That is more of what my brothers and sisters desire from you meek little humans. Souls are messy, they are too much to handle and maintain in our underworld, and quite literally, they bore the fuck out of me darling.” He paused to smirk again, his ego quite literally exuding off of him. “No my sweet, what I desire comes from the beautiful little slice of heaven that sits in between those gorgeous legs of yours. At least, it's the closest to heaven that I'll ever get.” He stops himself from laughing out loud. “I get your energy through your orgasms my love. And I intend to take as many as I desire from you tonight.”

Your eyes widen at his admission. 

“Hence why I am currently in this singular human form that you most desire, my sweet sweet girl. I've watched you give many orgasms to the thought of this silly little man, some pretty powerful ones at that and I intend to make those even better for you.”

You swallowed thickly, more thoughts racing through your mind on the possibilities of what was going to happen next. 

Josh leaned down towards your face again and pressed a light kiss below your earlobe before dragging his tongue lightly along the edge of your ear, causing goosebumps to dance across your body again and a low thruming feeling to waken in your core. 

“Is this something you want? Would you like me to show you just how good I can make you feel?”

Your body betrayed you once again and without hesitation your mind screamed yes, yes I want it, and Josh let out another low chuckle again. 

“How am I not surprised?” He gave you a smug look. He stood then again from the side of the bed and walked so he was now standing at the foot of your bed eyeing you up. With a snap of his fingers your tank top and pajama shorts dissipated into thin air in front of your eyes. You were now paralyzed and naked. You felt overly exposed as you watched his eyes move from your face, down to your breasts, and settling on your core that was only slightly exposed to him right now. 

Within a mere split second, he had moved quickly now to lay next to you on the bed, trailing yet another finger up from your belly button, between the valley of your breasts to rest a full palm on your cheek. “Be a good girl for me, yeah? I need to have you unparalyzed so I can feel that beautiful pussy flutter around me when you come.”

‘I will be, I promise.’ You responded in your mind. 

You felt your body come alive, a tingling sensation from the top of your head slowly down to your toes, feeling the ache as you began to move your muscles once again. It was almost as if at the same time the adrenaline in your body spiked, your fight or flight action in your brain reminding you that you could actually do the “flight” action now and get away from this monster. Josh must've taken notice because next thing you knew he had a tight grip around your throat and you could feel his breath on your ear once again. 

“Don't make me tie you up sweet mama.” He growled and you squirmed under his grip, grabbing onto his wrist tightly, but not attempting to move it.

“Ohh dirty girl are we? How am I not surprised?” He now moved your chin towards him, and planted his pouty lips softly on yours, a test almost, to see if you were still willing.

Little did he know, the second you felt the warmth of his lips on yours, all inhibitions went out the door and you melted into his kiss. His soft lips teasing yours almost, moving back and forth as you two began a heated make out. His tongue pushed its way into your mouth as he now moved to hover over you. He tasted of cherries and cigarettes, and you noticed how he smelled of musk. Everything you ever thought Josh would taste and smell like. The real Josh anyways. 

The heat and throbbing in your core began to grow again the more you felt Josh's tongue massage your own, every little movement ignited your body with fire. You whimpered out as he bit your lower lip and pulled back. “Fuck darling, what a beautiful sound.”

You grabbed his face and brought it towards yours again in a feverish movement that made him smirk. “Needy, are we darling?” 

“Very. I want you.” You surprised yourself with that response, eyes growing wide for a moment as he looked down at you. He just smiled softly at you and began petting the top of your head. “I know my sweet, but patience, I want to take my time with you.” You whimpered in protest, wanting to feel him at your core and all over your body right now. He saw in his mind the images running through your head of his hands all over your body and his fingers, god his fingers…he smirked again.

“Tell me what you want, sweet girl.” You could feel his fingers traveling down your stomach, across your breasts to each nipple, circling each one lightly to make them stand at attention, traveling down your stomach and resting his fingertips above your pubic bone, grazing them back and forth avoiding dipping them lower to where you needed him most. 

“Please touch me, pleaseee.” You whimpered, your hips moving up in search of any friction you could get at your core. 

“Touch you where?” He asked, that stupid smug smirk expanding on his face again as your face controted in displeasure. 

You grabbed his hand and shoved it in between your legs grazing it over your core making you softly moan and the contact of Josh's hand. To your dismay, Josh's hand stayed hovering just above your folds in between your thighs and you writhed trying to get any sort of contact onto your dripping core while he just giggled at you.

“Mmm, so fucking needy, yes.” 

“Pleasee..” You whimpered out again, running your own hand down to your core now, pushing past Joshs to dip your fingers into your heat to relieve some pressure on your very swollen clit.

This lasted a mere two seconds as Josh's hand gripped your wrist tightly, tearing your hand away from your core. You watched as his eyes darkened in the soft light of your room and you felt all the air escape from your lungs at once. You fucked up you realized. You had fucked up and Josh was not happy. 

“You see, what we aren't going to do naughty girl, is touch ourselves without permission.” His grip on your wrist tightened making you squeak out. 

“I think some restraints might come in handy, don't you?” Your eyes grew wide as silk ties appeared in Josh's other hand from thin air. “Mmm yes some restraints would look nice on you. Keep your greedy hands away from what is mine tonight.” 

Instead of protesting you let him tie your wrists together willingly thinking maybe it will help him hurry up and touch your aching core that was now dripping and throbbing even more at the thought of what he will do to you with your hands restrained.

“Oh the things I will do to you baby, yes.” Ooops. You forgot he could hear your every thought.

“See that full length mirror across your room?” He nodded in that general direction. 

“Yes,” You responded.

“Go sit yourself in front of it, legs open for me.” 

You scrambled to the full length mirror sitting down and opening your legs, quite ungracefully you might admit, with your hands being tied. Josh chuckling once again from behind you. You watched as he walked up to you in the mirror and seat himself behind you, legs on either side of yours. Your heart rate increased again at the realization of what he was doing as he brought each one of your legs on either side of his, spreading you wide in the reflection of the mirror. Josh brought your hands then behind your head and around the back of his neck, forcing your back muscles to strain and your spine bend in a curve you weren't used to. It was uncomfortable for you but the second you felt his warm breath on the shell of your left ear, the feeling of both of his hands rubbing your inner thighs up and down lightly, and the sight of it all happening in front of you, the dull pain turned into intense need and pleasure. You whimpered out.

“Look at how beautiful you look spread open wide like this for me and dripping,” He paused to finally run a single finger through your folds. Your body jolted, not far with how restrained your arms were behind his neck. The electricity that shot through your body was indescribable at the feeling of his finger running through you with not enough pressure to relieve anything, just enough to tease. You whimpered again as he brought his finger up to his mouth to taste you. “You taste absolutely divine.” He sighed. “Keep your eyes on yourself in the mirror for me darling. I want you to watch the pleasure take over your body. You close your eyes even a little bit and I stop. Do you understand?” 

“Yes, I understand.” You whimpered out.

“Yes what?”

“Yes sir.”

“Hmm, such a good girl.” 

And at that he drug his hand down to your core again. You watched as he rubbed his two middle fingers through your folds playing with the slick, still ignoring your aching clit in the process. 

“You are so wet for me pretty girl, oh my fuck, so wet.”

You watched in the mirror as his fingers finally met with your swollen clit and one of them began circling your clit slowly. The feeling was indescribable. Your body was tingling with white hot pleasure as he picked up speed. You could hear him panting in your ear, placing the occasional kiss just below your ear, down your neck, and onto the top of your shoulder. Your whimpers and moans were taking over the room as you focused more on the pleasure he was providing. Josh picked up his speed on your clit and you watched your face contort into different expressions as the friction on your clit began to feel like burning pleasure. Your breaths were becoming quicker and less shallow as you felt yourself getting almost just close enough to the release you had been waiting for since Josh first kissed you. 

You hadn't realized your eyes had slipped close until you felt him drag his finger away for just a moment to place a sharp slap onto your core making you cry out. 

“I thought I told you to keep your eyes open, naughty naughty girl. And no cumming yet”

“Im sorry,” You whimpered out. “Ill keep them open I promise, just please keep touching me.”

“You beg so pretty for me my love, and you look so pretty, all destroyed. Wet. Begging for me.”

You watched as his two middle fingers dragged through your folds again, finally dipping into your core. The mild stretch that you could feel from his fingers making you gasp out loud into the room. You watched as he began to move his fingers in and out of you. You felt him curl his fingers every once in a while to reach that sweet spot inside of you that you could never reach on your own. He was moving in and out of you just enough to provide pleasure but not enough to get you off. 

“More please,” You moaned out as he bit your shoulder lightly and dragged his fingers over your sweet spot again at an agonizingly slow pace. “I need more, please please please. I need your mouth.”

You felt his breath in your ear, “since you asked so nicely sweet girl. On the bed.”  

He pulled your arms from their place behind his head, rubbing them up and down to help relieve some of the muscle tension that had built in the stretch that you weren't used to and helped you up off of the floor, guiding you to where he wanted. Facing him again you pulled him in for a deep kiss, missing his pillowy soft sweet lips. His hands found their way to your hips as he guided you backwards toward the bed while you were feverishly kissing each other. You never wanted to forget the taste of him. Real Josh or not. He was intoxicating and every cell in your body wanted more.

He pushed you back on the bed then, breaking the heated kisses you two had just shared. With your hands still bound, you wiggled yourself back so there would be room for Josh to settle himself in between your legs while on the bed as well, only to squeak out a tiny yell when he gripped your hips again and brought you back to the edge of the bed. Your feet planted themselves on the baseboard of the bed frame just as he had licked a stripe up from your entrance to your throbbing clit.

“Oh fuuuck Jo-..” You stopped yourself from completely saying his name knowing it really wasn't him. He pulled away from his movement to look up at you, a gleam in his eye showing.

“Call me Josh baby. I am Josh. I am nothing more than him right now at this moment.” 

He leaned back down to lick another stripe up your throbbing core, circling your clit. Your head fell back on the mattress as you felt him continue to lick up your folds with the occasional circle motion on your clit from his tongue. Your moans and whimpers once again filling up the room. Josh seemed to be enjoying the noises he was pulling from you as he changed up his routine and began to suck your lips into his mouth roughly, as if he was trying to collect the slick off of each one. You yelled out into the room at the sensation, to which you felt him smirk against your core before sucking your clit roughly into his mouth, brushing his tongue against it a few times. White hot pleasure began building in your stomach as he released your clit and then sucked it into his mouth again, repeating the same process. 

“I'm close Josh. Oh my fuck, Im so close” You yelled out in to the open room.

He pulled away just then, smacking his lips as they pulled off your clit. He bit your inner thigh causing you to yelp out in pain and shoot up to a half seated position. You saw him smirking up at you, “hmm, no youre not.” 

“Josh this isn't fair” You complained into the room as you fell back onto the mattress again, tears pricking your eyes. 

“It seems fair to me.” He responded in a sing-song voice as he soothed the bite he gave you on your inner thigh with his tongue. 

Just as you were about to protest, you feel his tongue prod at your entrance curiously and then slip deeper in, his tongue grazing your g spot, lapping at it with pointed strokes. This must be some weird demon shit you thought to yourself in the mix of the haze that was now taking over your brain. You heard him giggle from between your legs and his grip on your thighs lightened a bit so he could run his hands and fingers soothingly along your legs. Josh pulled away from your core for a moment to switch his movements. Without expecting it you felt the same two fingers slip inside of you as before, only deeper now because of the angle he now had and his mouth resuming its position on your clit.

“Oh fuck. Oh fuck. Oh fuck…” You began chanting out as his ring and middle finger began a come hither motion against your g-spot and his mouth sucking and tongue lapping at your clit at a fast pace. You were so close to cumming. You hoped if you didn't say anything out loud this time you would actually get away with it and enjoy the sweet release that was building in your belly. Little did you know, Josh was keeping tabs on how you were pulsing on his fingers as you were getting closer to your sweet release. He pulled away just as you were about to enjoy the white hot ecstasy take over your body, causing your head to thrash side to side in protest. 

Little did you know in the midst of your protests and whimpers for him to come back, Josh has stripped himself of his clothes and began to rub his incredibly hard cock to the sight of you dripping and whimpering before him. You heard his shushing you softly through your cries and then gasped when you felt him rub himself between your slick folds. 

“I promise I'll let you cum soon sweet girl, just hold tight for me.”

Your loud protests turned into small whimpers as you watched him drag himself between your folds at the edge of the bed. You felt him push the soft head in which was immediately met thereafter with his hardness all the way into you. Your breath caught in your throat and your eyes widened at the sight of him holding onto the back of your thighs, staring down at your core where your bodies met. Josh tipped his head back and stared at the ceiling as he bottomed out, “Holy fuck Y/N. You feel even better than I could ever imagine.” 

“Fuck me Josh.” You responded.

Josh wasted no time setting a brutal pace, dragging himself in and out of you. Your body rocked on the bed, mind completely blank other than the feeling of how big Josh actually was inside of you. The stretch he gave you was unlike any other you had ever experienced. It burned but the burning was mixed with an immense pleasure you had never experienced before. You placed your arms above your head as they were still bound, giving Josh a full show of your bouncing breasts. You could tell he appreciated the show as he smacked one of them and pinched your nipple afterwards, causing you to cry out and arch your back into his touch. He slowed his pace down for a moment, “Sweet girl can you flip over for me?” 

You groaned as he pulled out of you, missing the full feeling he provided and moved to your knees, arching your back to him. You felt his hand press your face down on the mattress, causing your breasts to flatten somewhat onto your comforter below you. You turned your face so you could breathe out as he re entered you again. This position being different caused you to cry out harder than you did before. You not only felt every ridge of his cock, but it pressed into you so deep and so different from the first position you found yourself in with him.

“Oh my fucking God doll!” He moaned out from behind you. 

Once again he set a brutal pace dragging in and out from between your folds, hips snapping against your ass. Every thrust took your breath away, you could no longer produce coherent words in between your moans, eyes rolling to the back of your head as he continuously bruised your cervix, over and over and over again. A couple sharp smacks against your ass from his hand caused you to cry out and tip your head back towards him, earning an equally praising moan coming from the man behind you. 

“Jo-..osh, Im gonna…Im gonna fucking cuuumm..” You fought to say as he kept his brutal pace behind you. At your admission he slowed again, allowing you to catch your breath, but also earning sad whimpers from you as your orgasm was denied yet again. 

Josh grabbed a handful of your hair pulling you up sharply against his chest, head leaning back against one of his shoulders. 

“Flip around for me again darling, up by the pillows this time, I want to watch your face as you cum all over my cock.”

He let his grip on your hair go and you crawled towards the pillows flopping yourself on your back and opening your legs as he sauntered his way towards you.

“I think you've been such a good girl for me Y/N, how about we get rid of these ties on your wrist.”

With a wave of his hand the silk once again dissipated into thin air before your eyes. To your surprise, you didn't feel any ache in your wrists where the ties were just so tightly bound not a moment ago. 

“Lay back sweet girl, youve earned this, go ahead and touch your pretty clit for me while I fuck you.”

“Thank you sir.” You moaned out as your hand reached down to start rubbing yourself as Josh pushed back into you simultaneously. The stretch was something you still weren't used to for sure, as you moaned out at the feeling of the hardness of him re entering you and settling a brutal pace. You watched below you as Josh's hips snapped into yours. You watched as he braced himself with one arm on the headboard above your head, his arms muscles flexing and the veins showing on his lower arm. His eyes boring into yours directly. Your fingers rubbing your clit furiously now at the sight of Josh above you. 

You weren't going to last much longer.

“Josh-Im…I'm gonna cum…” You cried out staring into his eyes. 

“Mmmm yeah baby give it to me, give me this orgasm. It belongs to me.” You felt yourself starting to lose absolute control over your body. You felt the pleasure building up even faster than before. Every cell in your body feeling as if it were going to topple over a cliff at the sound of his voice in your ear. Every stroke becoming more and more pleasurable, the burn from Josh being inside you turning into tingles against your walls as your body began to get ready to release and squeeze all over him. And finally, the build up of pleasure snapped in your core. 

“Thereee we go, good fucking girl Y/N. Such a good good girl for me my sweet.” 

Your mind ran blank, eyes rolling into the back of your head as the most intense orgasm washed over your body. The pleasure creeping from your toes all the way to the crown of your head. You knew you were screaming, you knew you had tears coming out of your eyes, you could hear the muffled sound of Josh's voice talking you through your orgasm, but all you could focus on was how every cell in your body felt like it ignited with fire and euphoria all at once. You felt him release and coat your walls in a warm, tingly, wet release as he cried out above you. 

You watched as his body shuddered and gained what power he told you about in front of your eyes, his muscles flexing all over his body, rippling with pleasure. You could've sworn that his eyes had changed color for a moment but you were still too caught up in the bliss of your oragsm to spend too long thinking about it. 

Josh leaned his face down to you then pulling out of you slowly while kissing you deeply at the same moment. You felt the remnants of yours and Josh's orgasm pour out of you then. 

“Sweet girl stay awake for just a moment, I will be right back.” 

You fought the deep sleep you were feeling as Josh had returned with a wet warm wash cloth, wiping you up gently. You watched Josh grab a shirt from your dresser drawer and leaned into him as he helped you put it on. 

“Will you stay?” You asked him, grabbing onto his now clothed again arm.  

“For you my sweet girl? I will do anything.”

You laid back into your pillows again, Josh joining you on the opposite side of the bed, pulling you into his warm comforting arms. Your legs tangled with his as your nose pressed into the warm skin of his throat, inhaling his cologne. 

“Will I ever see you again?” You asked just as you were drifting off.

“Maybe, my sweet girl,” Josh said, running his fingers through your hair.

“Just maybe.”

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[matan4il]

What's interesting to me is that they have had 3 women skirt between Buddie with a Eddie reaction (I'm not counting Ally because that was during Shannon time). But first Taylor. We get a clear dislike vibe from Eddie. Then she's gone and when she flirts back in out she's not part of their story except for maybe that roll eyed smirk when Buck was like not my GF. Then when the treasure hunt happened he was actually bummed and out of place. It was the last time we really see him in the loft and he's pushed aside.

Marjan. I know others in the fandon saw it as flirty but I dont know it never came off like that to me. It's like he wanted to block Buck. He wasnt rude to her like to Taylor, but like keep them apart vibes even subconsciously.

Abby. He was bussiness like with her in the beginning then it changes on a dime. Especially testy about her when Buck is gonna risk himself for her.

Sorry for my ramble but I really think it's on purpose because it mirrors Eddie subconsciously not really understanding his sexual identity or why he feels certain ways about women being interested in his best freind, and or the reaction Buck has back.

With Buck, we have Shannon and Anna. And he's always gentle and open with Eddie about them.. wants to help Eddie. But I also think he just assumes Eddie is straight so any grey feelings he has for Eddie will never be returned. But even in S1 you can tell Buck very much is an equal opportunity lover, and any drops about his sexuality dont phase him. I never worry about his identity crisis. I feel like if Eddie randomly said can I kiss you, Buck would be like Duh of course.

Sorry for the ramble lol

Hi Nonnie! Thank you for this ask, I agree with so much of it!

I wrote about Marjan and Eddie a bit in my 403 + crossover meta and TBH, I think Eddie sort of did flirt with her, but not in an "interested" way, more like "Oh, my husband is a big fan of yours on social media? Nope, not gonna happen, watch me cockblock him by being the one to flirt with you instead." And Eddie WAS smooth with Marjan. Except we saw him with Ana, trying to start something with her in earnest. That man is not smooth. Which leads me to think he can be smooth with Marjan because he's not sincerely interested in starting anything with her. He just wants to block Buck and figure out what this woman that Buck is a fan of is like. I think with Taylor, maybe because she's a reporter, in addition to being jealous, Eddie also didn't trust her. With Marjan, maybe because she's a firefighter, he was jealous, but he needed to figure her out before judging her. And honestly, he's so uninterested in her for himself, the second he mentions that Buck helped, his smile goes all goofy, which is also the last moment he even tries to pretend to be flirting. Without a doubt, it helps that he knows by this point that Marjan is completely uninterested in Buck. And before the ep is over, Eddie seems to have let go enough of his jealousy that he can ask her to follow Buck. So I agree with you on his motivation, I just think flirting was the method.

As for Abby, again very much agreed, as I wrote in the 318 meta. And I also agree on your reading with all the other women! Do I think this tells us what their understand of their own sexual orientation is? I really don't know, because the show can spin this in more than one direction. I do tend to see it mostly in the same way you do, I'm just trying to stay aware there are other options. XD But yeah, I feel like Buck is much more comfortable with his sexuality in generally, which also includes his sexual orientation, as we saw with his comfort levels in 107, when Maddie implies he's crushing on Eddie in 204, when setting Buck up with Josh jokingly comes up in 312, etc. It's kind of why I wrote Buck and Eddie the way I did in my AU in which I already got to explore that aspect more, Blue Against Blue.

Now it's my turn to apologize for rambling! XD Hope you're doing good, and if you or anyone else are looking for other replies of mine, you can find them in my ask tag. xoxox

[beyondd-dazedd]

I LITERALLY COULDNT NOT DO THIS POST NOW!! so hsmtmts stans, portwell nation, literally everyone who wants to read me practically screaming for 10 paragraphs here is the hsmtmts season 2 finale EPISODE👏 REVIEW👏

starting off strong with redlyn. my beauties. my loves. my sunshines. i LOVED that the whole cast knew about red’s plan. just carlos, ricky and ej being like ah yes locker letters😉😉 and everyone being all smiley and knowing SO CUTE!! i hated seeing ash sad but GOD RED SPENDING THE WHOLE NIGHT MAKING THIS THING TO SHOW ASHLYN HOW MUCH HE APPRECIATES HER?? GOD TIER. also the crew just wATCHING FROM THE DOOR WHILE REDLYN IS IN THEIR OWN WORLD?? MY HEART they’re just such a genuine couple. i love their sweet awkward moments. i also love that lights is their reoccurring thing. it just makes me so happy. y’all just KNOW red calls ashlyn his sunshine and i don’t take criticisms on that. i also really wanted an i love you confession there but they’re so cute that i will allow it to wait

HOWIE AND KOURTNEY!!! at first (bc ep. 11) i was like HOWIE NO YOU CANT HAVE DONE ALL OF THIS STUFF TO HELP EAST AND THEN STAB THEM AND KOURTNEY IN THE BACK but the fact that he was literally just in awe of kourtney and so nervous to be around her because he thinks she’s so talented mADE MY HEART RACE truly incredible. also loved kourt standing up for herself. we LOVE and STAN a straight forward QUEEN also their dorky arm in arm walk was so adorable. also drum rolls being their thing. also honorable mention to kourt’s (dara’s) mom WE STAN

ej helping mr. mazzarra get that job?? I LOVE THEIR RELATIONSHIP SO MUCH.

PORTWELL ANGST SCENE I CRY. ALSO DID I CALL THAT SCENE OR DID I CALL THAT SCENE?? if you read the fic i posted like 7 hours ago you’ll know what i’m talking about. anyways back to the show. gina joking around and then realizing that ej means not rescheduling ever and her just pretending like she’s fine with it?? OUCH OUCH OUCH i would’ve rather her immediately been heart broken. DO NOT GET ME STARTED ON EJ’S FACE AFTER SHE WALKS AWAY. matt absolutely killed that part. you can tell he waited just long enough for her to walk away when he lets his face fall and IT HURTS YOU CAN LITERALLY SEE HIM WANTING TO STAY CRYING BEFORE HE TURNS AWAY

rini moment. not the dressing room parallel. it was PAINFUL. the juxtaposition between the scene in the s1 finale and this scene?? OUCH. ricky saying if we’re literally on the same page (something they struggled with throughout the entire season) and nini saying just for a moment. i just wanna talk to the writers I JUST WANNA TALK BECAUSE THAT WAS RUDE.

seblos being cuties and ms. jenn on some fuck shit. she was having a MOMENT. like chill it’s high school theater it’s alright sis.

GINA LOOKING IN THE MIRROR AND SOBBING I HATED IT. I HATED IT.

gini moment?? i loved it. also nini’s right. portwell is so powerful for so many reasons. period sis. and she’s right WE ARE LUCKY TO KNOW GINA. i loved their moment of solidarity and friendship. imma be honest for like 0.1 seconds i thought if portwell doesn’t work out gini might be the move bUT DONT WORRY IM A PORTWELL WARRIOR FOREVER also y’all called gina talking to nini about jamie and her music. YALL CALLED THAT SHIT

i liked ms. jenn and ricky’s moment. i loved josh’s acting in this scene because it’s just so well done. like doesn’t seem like he’s acting at all and it translates so well in this scene. it was very heartfelt and such a mature moment for ricky. so reflective. i love ricky

second chances GAVE ME CHILLS the whole staging, the vocals, the core four. CHILLS. the acting from all of them for this song WAS INCREDIBLE. it was so simple but really made the scene. i’m also a sucker for songs structured like this. with like the rounds and the switching lyrics over top of each other. LOVE.

ok literally all of them booing when lily and antoine showed up sENT ME because me too THE FUCK. antoine saying “big red. you were also in it” mADE ME SNORT. ricky literally shooing them out made me laugh and lily’s whirling turn and ricky like startling back a bit made me laugh. i hate lily but her confession was literally me. like i like his big brown eyes and his big brown hair too you ain’t special bitch. antoine’s thumbs up was SO FUNNY. andrew was hilarious in this role.

also i didn’t love that they were like well fuck the menkies after that was a major plot point of the season but like also i get it. just being like MEH the stress isn’t worth it. EJ’S SPEECH HES LITERALLY VOICE BREAK JUST THE FUCKING GROWTH THAT HES HAD I LOVE HIM

jennzzarra flirting in front of the kids?? kinda cute ngl. also am i muted? SENT ME. also love that howie is just chilling there while they’re talking about dropping out. KOURT SAID LETS BURN THOSE RESULTS

benjamin being BOLD BOLD good for him

big star nini?? good for her!

ashlyn being like YIKES i’m sorry i didn’t realize you thought of ej that way and her being like hahah ok... wait WHAT? but i KNEW ash was going to progress that along somehow. like obvs ej and gina were sulking and ashlyn HAD to be the one to step in. she do be the #1 portwell warrior. thank you for your service ma’am

i will only allow ricky and lily to be a thing IF it’s a summer fling, if it means antoine gets to stay around and if it pushes rini back together and if none of that happens then wtf is even the point of pairing those two up. but we already know ricky is a sucker for misunderstood competitive women (minus nini)

GINA CHASING AFTER EJ!!! HIS FACE OF JUST OH GOD PLEASE LET ME BE HEARTBROKEN!! YOU GOT BAD INTEL!! THE CAN I... CAN YOU WHAT? CAN I KISS YOU with her little giddy laugh and her smile GIRL YOURE GLOWING and then ej’s swallow as he turns to fully look at her. WILL YOU BE MY FIRST KISS!!!! HIM JUST SLOWLY SMILING FROM EAR TO EAR AND DROPPING HIS BAG TO WALK TO HER AND THEN THEM RUNNING WHEN THEY GET CLOSER AND GINA’S LITTLE GIGGLING I CANNOT EVEN

i am so so SO HERE FOR SUMMER FLUFFY IN LOVE PORTWELL

overall am i a little sad it was so short? yes. do i understand the insane restrictions they were working under? yes. am i confident about a season 3? absolutely. i am HERE for a summer season.

anyways PORTWELL IS CANNON!!

[moss-lyman]

If you’re taking prompts and are ever in the mood, I’d love some post series j/d + ‘feeling insecure’

Also I’ve just ripped through everything you’ve posted on AO3 and I wanted to say thank you for writing and for doing it for free you’re a goddamn icon 😭

thank you so much for these kind words! it’s crazy to me that people actually read and care about what I write 🥺 the west wing fandom isn’t big by any means, but you guys have really shown me a lot of love and I really appreciate it! 💛

here’s a little bit set post-series. :)

Josh looks over at Donna as their driver takes them home and he nudges her shoulder. “You’re quiet today.” She doesn’t acknowledge him so he nudges her again. “Donna?”

“Hm?” she asks, turning finally to look at him.

“You okay?”

She goes back to staring out the window and sighs. “Yeah, I’m okay. Just a long day.”

Josh frowns. “How’d the meeting with the women’s caucus go?”

She huffs out a laugh, but Josh knows she’s not actually amused. “Well, do you wanna hear about how Helen is a disappointing First Lady or how I’m a worthless chief of staff?”

“What? Who said that to you?”

“It doesn’t matter.”

“It does matter,” he urges and he grabs her hand to draw her attention away from the window. “It absolutely does matter. Who the hell said that to you?”

Donna stares at their joined hands and moves her thumb errantly over his knuckles. “Maybe they’re right. Maybe Helen was wrong in picking me.”

“No,” he says firmly and moves her chin up so he can see her face. “Don’t talk like that. Those women... they’re mostly conservative which makes them mostly addle minded anyway. They don’t get to set the First Lady’s agenda. You do. And the caucus will be lucky if you give them a heads up first. You know that’s how we run things.”

“But Josh, I’m not established like I should be. Most congresspeople still see me as your assistant. They’re more worried about what you’re doing than what I have to say. It’s just...” She sighs and puts on her brave face. “It’s fine. It was just a long day is all,” she finishes lamely, wanting to drop the conversation completely.

Josh pulls her into his side and rubs her shoulder, putting his mouth right by her ear. “You are capable. You’re smart, you’re savvy, you’re quick on your feet, you’re always calm and insanely organized. You are meant to do this job,” he murmurs, his tone soft, but firm, and she sniffs a little. “I can’t even put into words how proud I am of you. You amaze me. Every single day, Donna. Do not let those awful women demean you. You’re right where you’re supposed to be. I know it.”

Donna sniffs again and plays with a frayed string on his dress shirt. “How are you so sure?”

“What do you mean how am I sure? You were my chief of staff for 7 years.”

“That’s not the same.”

“Isn’t it?” he argues. “I mean, you corralled Congress and you organized everything like you do in Mrs. Santos’ life. You made big plays and took meetings with important people.”

“I didn’t make policy.”

“Donna, you sat on the budget meetings.”

“Which led to a government shut down.”

“Because of the republicans!” he exclaims. “Not because you weren’t adequate. Leo himself believed in you and your capabilities, babe. I mean, I can’t really give you higher validation than that.” She sighs and tucks into him a little more, so he kisses her forehead. “If it means anything... I believe in you, too.”

She takes her head off his shoulder and gives him a small smile, her eyes a little red from holding back frustrated tears. “It does,” she assures quietly.

Josh leans down and gives her a sweet kiss. “You’re doing an incredible job. Don’t let them ruin your hard work.”

“You really think so?”

“Yes,” he murmurs and gives her another kiss before settling her in the crook of his arm. “Take a page from my book and yell a little next time.”

“I’m a refined woman. I don’t yell.”

“You yell at me all the time.”

“I firmly admonish you for leaving your clothes everywhere. I don’t yell.”

“Pretend they’re me then. Don’t sugarcoat anything with Congress. They’re annoying little sycophants. They have no say in how you run the First Lady’s office. You’re the boss.”

Donna sniffs again and let’s out a long exhale as Josh continues to rub her shoulder. She was feeling defeated all day long. Nothing was going right, she got called names, and she’d been feeling like a total failure - ready to throw in the towel completely and give Mrs. Santos her resignation. It’s weird and also insanely wonderful that Josh can make her mood do a total 180. The tension and fear snarling in her stomach has all but dissipated, and she feels ready to go back to work tomorrow.

“When did you get so good at pep talks?”

“I’m a man of the people,” he quips.

“You hate people.”

“Yeah, well, you’re the exception.”

She stares at their linked hands in his lap and wonders what she did to deserve such a sweet man. “Thank you,” she murmurs, getting emotional for a different reason, and he brings their hands to his lips so he can kiss hers. “I couldn’t do this without you.”

He smiles and holds their hands against his chest. “Yes you could,” he assures, completely confident in her capabilities. “But I plan on being there regardless. I love watching you take over the world.”

“I don’t know about that,” she says, sitting up as the driver pulls in front of their building. “I think I’ll just focus on the east wing for now.”

She moves to get out of the car, but he stops her. “Hey,” he murmurs, pulling a little on her hand. She looks back at him and he’s glad to see all signs of distress gone. “I just wanna say that I am... so incredibly beyond proud of you. And I know I don’t tell you enough, but I am.” She tilts her head as her eyes turn glassy, but he holds steady. “I knew after that very first day that you would go places and I just feel very lucky that I get to be the guy behind you who cheers you on.”

She doesn’t get a word out before she surges forward and wraps her arms around his neck, hugging him tightly as more happy tears slip down her cheeks.

“I love you so much,” he whispers after a moment and moves back to rest his forehead against hers, bringing his thumbs up to wipe her tears away, and kissing her on the forehead.

Her laugh comes out a little watery as she leans back from him completely to flip her hair off her shoulder and wipe the mascara runs from her eyes.

“You got me all gross,” she complains and sniffs again, but Josh doesn’t care.

“Come here,” he murmurs and brings her forward to press his lips to hers. He vaguely hears their agents getting antsy as they sit in the car with Donna’s door open, so he keeps it short and sweet. “You’re beautiful. And smart and capable. Dont ever let anyone tell you otherwise, alright? And if they do, just send ‘em my way.”

“Josh,” she admonishes, but her smile is bright as she finally steps out of the car, much to the secret service’s approval, and meets him in front, taking his hand again.

“You know, everyone always says the White House is like the mob. Just say the word, Donna. They’ll never trace it back.”

She laughs outright at that and nudges him with her shoulder. “You’d put a hit out for me?” she asks, lilting her voice to mimick pure adoration. Like he just gave her 100 red roses.

“I would do considerably more than that,” he answers honestly, walking through the main door of their building. “Nothing’s off the table.”

“You’re very sweet,” she says, holding onto his bicep as he leads her up to their apartment. “And a little ridiculous.”

“I’m a man of many talents.”

She hums in agreement and gets in front of him so she can pull him along by his tie. “That you are,” she murmurs, her bad mood completely forgotten as she draws him into the apartment, the front door closing just as she gets his lips on hers. “Show me some more.”