#thanks Joshua

[sunshineandlyrics]

*Joshua confirming how he positions himself to get this shot of Louis at FITFWT Boston 2 (25/26 July 2023) x x

[seonghwacore]

and that's, how i met your mother

[emblazons]

"We can plant the seeds for a new world. One where we can all be free."

Joshua Rosfield & Jill Warrick in Final Fantasy XVI ⤷The Rising Tide DLC

[fairyhaos]

what do you MEAN they gave joshua a smol cinnamoroll ears headband im??!! ;;::!?) ///?));??

[savebylou]

Me every time LTHQ post photos of the shows:

Thank you Joshua.

[baifengxis]

2.06 ♡ 4.08

I wouldn't quit on us.

[sluttywoozi]

hello, I came running once I saw you were taking requests 😌 I just feel like joshua would be so extremely Down Bad for his partner. like even when they're YEARS into like, marriage - if they're going to a party and his partner is dressed up? man's weak in the knees istg 🥺

I love your style of writing so I would honestly be v v happy if you wrote this 😊❤️

Rating: M (18+) | Word Count: ~1.3k

Warnings: alcohol mention, horny and in love husband!joshua; swearing; kissing; dirty thoughts; spanking mention

Reader Notes: no specified pronouns or gendered terms; wears a dress, makeup, heels, lingerie; has breasts and a vagina

Playlist: Late To The Party by Kacey Musgraves and LOVE U by Monsta X

“Babe, are you almost ready?” Joshua hears you call from the bedroom. He’s still messing with his hair and you’ve been struggling to pick out your shoes for the last half hour, and he just knows there’s no way you’re getting to the party on time. 

“Yeah, honey, I just can’t get this one piece to lay right,” Joshua says, frustration evident in his voice. Your slippers slap on the hardwood as you make your way to the bathroom, coming to stand in front of him and lifting your hand to fix his hair. He stays still, just admiring you. 

You have the cutest look of concentration on your face, your fingers gentle and careful not to pull.

You’re in full makeup, your hair done up flawlessly, and your silk dressing robe is tied loosely, draping over your breasts in a way that has Joshua nearly drooling. Your lip is trapped between your teeth and he wants to bite it with his, but there’s no time. 

Fuck it, he thinks, wrapping his fingers around your wrist and pulling you closer, his other hand catching your hip to press you into his body. Dipping his head to kiss along your neck, he whispers into your skin, “What if we just … didn't go?”

You sigh in exasperation but wind your arms around his neck and sink one hand into the back of his hair, “Josh, we have to go. We skipped the last one, remember?”

Joshua groans into your collarbone, letting his body sag against you, “I just don’t feel like sharing you with anyone else tonight.”

Predictably, you melt into him, your nails scratching against his scalp and sending a shiver down his spine. He starts swaying you, pulling out all the tricks he knows to make you want to skip the party. 

“Babe, it’s Seungcheol’s birthday. He‘ll already be sulking about us being late. If we miss it altogether, he’ll skip our anniversary dinner out of spite and you know it.”

Joshua sighs, reluctantly releasing you because he does know Seungcheol, and he knows that the man is very specific about his expectations for birthday celebrations. 

He shifts his eyes to the ceiling, trying to find the will to leave the house, and reminds himself that Seungcheol is one of his best friends. He can beg you to stay in with him almost any other night, tonight is important and Joshua knows you both should be there. 

So, with a nod, he turns back to the mirror to finish his hair and you exit the bathroom to make a footwear decision. He can hear you talking to yourself, smiles at his own reflection in pure fondness for you. He’s always loved your little habits, they just make him feel… safe and happy. 

When Joshua married you, everyone joked that the small things he loves about you would become small things he hates about you, but he knows that could never happen. He fell in love with you over the little things, the way you think out loud, the way you fold your laundry, the way you hand out random compliments, the way you smile at everyone on the street, the way you ask how someone is and actually care about the answer.

He loves your absentminded singing, the fingers you trail over his back whenever you pass him, the little sticky note reminders he finds everywhere, the love notes you pack into his lunch box. 

Joshua loves everything about you, and somehow he knows he always will. 

And when he says everything, he means everything.

Even after (almost) five years of marriage, Joshua is still obsessed with you.

You’re the sexiest person he’s ever seen, and he honestly can’t believe he got you to tie yourself to him forever. Whenever he sees his ring on your finger, or watches you sign a check with your first name and his last, his heart flutters and heat floods his stomach, and he has to think unpleasant thoughts to calm himself down. 

It usually works, but it’s not right now, definitely doesn’t when you meander into the bathroom to pick out your earrings, clothed in your favorite dress. And fuck if it isn’t Joshua’s favorite dress, too. 

How could it not be, with the way it drapes over your body, the way the color stands out against your skin, and the smile you always wear with it?

The memories attached only make him love it more; he’s taken it off of you hundreds of times, in a dozen different ways, and he’s almost desperate to strip you of it now. 

The sultry look in your eyes tells Joshua you know this, and you know it’ll be the only thing on his mind the whole night.

As he’s laughing with his friends, he’ll be thinking about sliding the dress up your body slowly, mapping your curves with his hands. As he’s mixing drinks for the table, he’ll be imagining what your face would look like if he tore it off of you. As he’s toasting Seungcheol and trying to give a heartfelt speech, he’ll be picturing the lingerie he knows you’re wearing.

You have a lot of options, a whole drawer full, and Joshua will have no choice but to go through every possibility in his mind, just because he’s a thorough person. 

He already knows he’s fucked, knows he’ll be fighting for his life tonight, trying to keep from getting hard in front of literally everyone he knows, and your smirk says you know this as well.

It is so evil, so diabolical of you, to do this to him when you know he barely has the will to go to the party at all. 

But it’s also really sexy, so fucking hot that you tease him like this, that you know what works him up, what sends all the blood in his body down to his cock.

That’s what’s happening now as he watches you with hooded eyes, following your form as you lean in closer to the mirror and brace your hand on the vanity to carefully apply your lip gloss. 

Fuck, you could have done this literally anywhere else. You don’t even need a mirror, he knows you can swipe it on with your eyes closed.

You came in here just to torture him. 

Joshua wonders what your plan is, if you’re trying to get him to rip the dress off of you and fuck you right now on the tile, or if you want him to pull you into the bathroom at Seungcheol’s and bend you over the vanity, or if you’re hoping he’ll punish you after the party, make the skin of your perfect ass swell in the shape of his hands.

He’s honestly willing to do all three, and he knows the sight of you in this dress will be enough to get him hard time and time (and time) again tonight.

Joshua startles at the closing of a door, looking around the bathroom to find it empty.

Fuck, when did you even leave? Was he that distracted?

He can hear your heels clicking, your pace quick as you gather up everything you need to bring to the party. Joshua knows he should probably help you, but as it is, he’s not sure he can move.

His knees feel a bit weak after contemplating your possible plans, and his dick is throbbing in his slacks, pressing uncomfortably against the zipper. You call out, asking if he’s ready to leave yet, and Joshua mentally curses you, curses your nefarious heart and delicious body, then feels awful immediately, apologizing in his mind and willing his legs to move and his dick to soften.

Joshua’s almost successful, the print of his hard cock barely noticeable, his legs back online, when you add on, “I’ll suck your dick in the car if we leave in the next five minutes and you tell Cheol that we’ll be late.”

He runs.

Part 2

My Masterlist

[luthwhore]

superman (2023) #4 by joshua williamson & jamal campbell

[emotinalsupportturtle]

this makes so much sense actually

[theholeyness]

collab with @pngheavy

[diremore]

Joshua: I am the Phoenix. I am fire and life incarnate. I am power. I am Ultima's worst nightmare. I am- Clive: A precious baby. Jill: A cinnamon roll. Dion: An absolute sweetheart. Joshua: …Stop it. *whines*

[potionbarrel]

there’s still about an hour left of anniversary day, ok! it counts!! hlvrai i love u so much!!! three years!!!

[pngheavy]

｡.:*☆ collab with @theholeyness ☆*:.｡.

[astromechas]

The new "Inner Thoughts" function is gonna make me cry, that's his SISTER!! Even though they didn't get to interact much in the game, he was always thinking of her and her feelings, I'm gonna SOB

[rachelchinouriris]

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