monstavixx-ugotnojams
3K posts
cosplay, marvel, mr.robot, heathers
Don't wanna be here? Send us removal request.
Text
Unpopular opinion time
Cisgender people aren’t automatically transphobic just because they’re cis.
White people aren’t automatically racist because they’re white.
Men aren’t automatically misogynistic, rapists or abusers, just because they’re men.
Everyone can be racist to everyone else of a different race. Reverse racism doesn’t exist, it’s just racism, everyone is capable of it.
Anyone who lies about rape accusations should receive prison time.
Everyone is entitled to a proper course of justice in the court of law.
Transgender men should be put in men’s prisons, transgender women should be put in women’s prisons.
Women can be abusive to their partners. Do not automatically victimise women or say “this motive means that the man deserved it” are you fucked in the head?
People who are incapable of looking after their child should not receive custody over the other parent.
Feminism is great. Everyone deserves equality, and the proper precautions should be put in place at demonstrations. However, extreme feminism is not great. It gives feminism a bad name. If you go out there shouting “MEN ARE PIGS!” “MEN DESERVE TO DIE!” and all that bullshit, you’re a fucking moron.
Transpecies and transrace are not things. You cannot be cat, or a horse or a fucking bunny rabbit. You cannot be black, or Asian or anything else to the race you were born. I’m sorry, but it’s true. Go ahead and call me transphobic (even though I’m not)
The amount of genders and sexualities that Tumblr is creating is fucking ridiculous. “Angeligender– A gender found only among angels, that is hard to describe to non-angels. For godkin and angelkin only.” “Lichtgender- A gender represented by a ball of light.” “Zodiacgender– A catch-all gender term that is used to describe when one’s gender is related to a (or their specific) zodiac sign.” I’m sorry, what?? What the fuck? No.
There is not 76 fucking genders. Fuck off.
If you are transgender male and deliberately present as female, or transgender female and deliberately present as male, and then complain that someone misgendered you, that’s your fault, nobody else’s.
NON-BINARY, GENDERFLUID AND AGENDER PEOPLE ARE ENTITLED TO HAVE THEY/THEM PRONOUNS USED TO IDENTIFY THEM.
If you are 13 and your boyfriend is 20, I’m sorry, but he’s a paedophile. “Age is just a number” yeah, then prison is just a room.
Stalking celebrities to a point where you find out where they live is NOT okay. Stop being a creepy little weirdo and play outside or some shit.
You are not edgy because you hate people. You are not edgy for self-diagnosing mental health issues. You are not edgy for self-diagnosing other medical issues. You’re a twat.
10K notes
·
View notes
Video
tumblr
i love noodle so much i just had to make this
546 notes
·
View notes
Conversation
friend: who do you ship josh with?
me: happiness
92 notes
·
View notes
Text
*knocks on your door*
*you open the door to reveal me wearing flannel and denim overalls while holding up a copy of Until Dawn*
Hello, have you heard about our lord and savior Josh Washington?
179 notes
·
View notes
Text
josh washington protection squad
forever pissed that we didn’t even get the option to save the little cinnamon roll
1K notes
·
View notes
Text
it’s 2016 why am i getting emotional over ahkmenrah from night at the museum
622 notes
·
View notes
Text
Just Tell Me - Josh Washington x Reader
AU in which Beth and Hannah never died and the prank never occurred and everyone is safe and not in danger of wendigos (especially Josh)
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
You were riding the cable car with Chris; you along with the rest of your friends were going to the annual Blackwood getaway that Josh organized each year. You and Chris wanted to be the first ones to be there, mainly because you were Josh’s best friends, and being close to the Washington twins, they insisted on you being there first. You were looking out the cable car window, hearing your phone vibrate you reached for it, feeling your cheeks heat up with seeing Josh’s name across the screen.
HEY YOU ON YOUR WAY HERE! I’VE BEEN WAITING ALL WEEK TO SEE YOU
-Josh
You texted him that you were already on the cable car with Chris and you were just a tab bit cold.
Tell Cochise to lend you his sweater, Hannah and Beth will kill him if you get frostbite and I most likely join them too
-Josh
‘Pretty sure I won’t get frostbite, besides I’m just cold not freezing’, you replied.
Fine then, but if you’re still cold by the time you get to the cabin, I’ll gladly warm you up by the fire ;)
-Josh
Your face was on fire, you didn’t even bother texting him back because you weren’t sure how to reply. You and Josh had a close friendship that sometimes was on the borderline of being something more by the way he spoke to you. Chris, Hannah and Beth would constantly tease you and while you would try to make them think otherwise, Josh wouldn’t say anything to stop them, instead would tell you to ignore them, even if you would always be a blushing mess every time they talked about it.
“So you excited to see Josh,” Chris said as he wiggled his eyebrows suggestively, clearly having read the messages between you and him.
Your eyes shot up, noticing that he was rereading the texts with a smirk, and you instantly shut your phone in embarrassment and felt your face heat up even more then it was moments ago.
“Yea of course I am, I mean he’s our best friend,” you said hoping he wouldn’t tease you about it.
“Yea he is, but I don’t think Josh would warm me by the fire…I mean he might if I ask…but pretty sure it won’t mean the same as with you,” he said with a smirk as he stared back at his phone.
“I swear Chris sometimes your bromance with Josh leans more on the romance side,” you said teasingly.
“Is someone getting jealous, don’t worry (Y/N), I’m not planning on stealing him from you,” he said pushing your shoulder.
“I’m not jealous, me and Josh are just friends, nothing more and nothing less,” you tried to explain.
“pretty sure it’s more, I mean me and Josh have been best friends since fourth grade, and he hasn’t invited me personally to spend the summer in the Blackwood Lodge with his family,” Chris said with a smile, making you blush.
He was right, during the summer Josh had invited you to come, saying that summer at the mountain was just as beautiful as in winter; the forests were green and lush and didn’t have to worry about frostbite when you would star at the stars. You agreed, expecting the rest of the gang to be there as well, but when Josh picked you up and arrived to the mountain, you noticed it was just his family…his whole family. Josh introduced you to his parents, his mother quickly taking a liking to you, calling you his girlfriend, no matter how many times you corrected her throughout the trip, that eventually you stopped and let her call she whatever she wanted. His father liked you as well, even if he wasn’t verbal about it like his mom, at least that’s what Josh told you, and his sisters had made it their mission that summer to make sure you would spend a lot of time with him. All in all, it was a fun summer.
“It was just one summer,” you sighed, glad that the cable car finally landed, and quickly hopped out of the car hoping to avoid any further questions from your blond haired friend.
“Yea, but still you can’t tell me that you don’t have feelings for Josh,” he said.
“I don’t,” you said hoping to convince him.
“Sure you don’t, you can’t lie to me (Y/N), I can tell you do, and I think it’s sort of cute,” he added, following closely behind you, as you picked up your step to make it to the cabin quicker to hopefully stop his teasing.
“No I don’t,” you said knowing that you weren’t doing the best to convince him.
“Yes you do,” he said easily catching up to you; curse him and his long legs.
“You’re really not going to stop this are you?” you asked finally starting to see the lights from the lodge, which fueled you to hurry up.
“I’ll stop when you admit that you like Josh,” he said teasingly as you were on the steps of the lodge.
You were finally going to admit it, when suddenly you were lifted off your feet by two strong arms. You felt a face nuzzle itself across your back, instantly recognizing who it was, “finally you’re here!” Josh said with a laugh.
“Joshua Washington put me down now!” not liking the idea of being lifted, your hands gripping onto his arms hoping he wouldn’t drop you.
“no, just let me enjoy this for a sec, I really missed you (Y/N),” he said spinning you a bit before he set you down but didn’t let you go, his head resting on top of yours, enjoying the feeling of you in his arms.
“I missed you too”, you whispered as your cheeks became warmer, liking the way he held you so close.
He finally let you go as he walked over to Chris, “what up Cochise haven’t seen you in a while,” he said hugging him like the ways guys do.
“What you aren’t going to spin me too?” He said stretching out his hands for Josh to lift him.
“No,” he said flatly.
“But I thought we are best buds,” he said pretending to be offended by Josh.
“We are, but you aren’t (Y/N),” he said walking over to you bringing you into another hug, almost selfishly wanting to be close to you.
You looked over at Chris noticing the way he was wiggling his eyebrows, hinting that things were different for you two. You glared at him, wanting him to drop the subject, but you knew that with Chris that wasn’t a possibility.
“You still cold?” Josh asked.
“Uh…yea,” hoping that this would change the subject completely.
“Come on let’s get you inside, come on Chris”, he said as he laced his hand in yours as he led you inside, another thing that blurred your friendship.
Josh had held your hand since the summer with his family; it was mainly due to you always wondering off in the forest which worried him that you would get lost. So his solution was to hold your hand, because this way he wouldn’t lose track of you, and he would keep you close. He did it so much that summer that it soon became a regular thing. He constantly held your hand, almost by second nature, not that you were complaining, you loved him holding your hand.
His hand was larger than yours, easily encasing yours, his grip frim but soft that it felt like he was handling fine glass. Josh led you inside, instantly feeling the warm air from the fire and heating system, which melted away the coldness.
Josh was leading you to the fire place, hearing the fast footsteps of his sisters run down the steps, “(Y/N), you’re here!” Beth shouted, as Hannah tugged you from Josh’s hold and hugged you which Beth soon joined in.
You laughed, happy to see your friends “hey I missed you too”, you said with a giant smile.
“Mom says hello, she was wondering when you would visit us again, she most likely invite you to the winter get away, saying that Josh deserves to bring his girlfriend for Christmas”, Hannah said with a smirk.
“Hannah!” Josh said his cheeks gaining a pink tint, and yours as well.
The door opened, letting in the rest of the group, Josh quickly found a reason to get away from his sisters stories and went to greet them.
You were talking with them before you decided to go and get something to drink, greeting your friends along the way. You were pouring yourself a cup of water, not wanting to get drunk, at least not yet. You heard footsteps approaching.
“You never really answered my question,” the familiar blond said.
“I don’t think this the time Chris,” you said knowing that the really wasn’t going to let this go.
“It’s just a simple question, besides I think it’s important for you to admit your feelings,” he admitted.
You sighed, “Fine I like him ok, I like him a lot,” you said, turning to him.
Chris was going to say something when suddenly his eyes widened, making you worry.
“Who do you like?” you heard behind you.
Color drained from your face at hearing the deep voice that you came to love. You turned around seeing Josh at the entrance of the large kitchen, hiding something behind his back, his face almost void of any emotion; his green eyes were the only thing that was giving his emotion away, uncertainty.
“No one,” you tried to convince him, but if there was one thing that you learned from being his friend for years, was that Josh would always find things out one way or another.
“You said that you liked someone, a lot, who?” he asked, “you’re my best friend, and if Chris knows, I think I should know too,” he added defensively.
He was right when he said it like that, but you didn’t want to admit to Josh that the person you liked was Josh himself. You looked over at Chris, his own face worried, because although he wanted you two together, he didn’t want this to occur. He felt guilty of this, and he himself didn’t know how to get you out of this.
“Answer the question (Y/N)?” he asked.
“I like…I like,” not sure if you should tell him the truth, hoping it wouldn’t hinder your friendship…it most likely would, but if he felt the same, it would be worth it…right?
“She likes Mike,” Chris blurted out.
You looked over to Chris, your mouth wide and open that was not going to fix anything…in fact it would for sure make things worse. You glared at him, knowing that although he did want to help, he should have kept quiet.
“You like Mike?” you looked to see Josh, his face fallen, the dark green irises showing how that statement hurt him.
The sulked look on his face reminded you of when Josh was in his early days of depression, when he would admit to you how alone and uncared for he felt, you would do everything to show him that you did care, not wanting him to believe false things, but right now you didn’t know if you could help him. Josh quickly shoved something into his pocket, his teeth biting down on his lips, unsure of what to say or to keep himself from saying something.
“Josh I don’t like Mike,” you admitted, hoping to repair the damage that had been done, stepping closer to him. You reached your hand out for him, but just as you fingers touched his skin, Josh pulled away almost like your touch burned him. You felt hurt, Josh never pulled away from your touch, in fact he loved it when you were the one to start any sort of affection or cuddling, it made him feel loved and cared for, something he craved.
“then who do you like (Y/N)?” his eyes looking away from yours, his breathing becoming a bit shallow, almost like he was fighting back tears.
“I…” you weren’t sure what to say, you looked over at Chris, his face apologetic as well, “I…I can’t tell you,” you finished, knowing that it was the best thing you could say.
Josh looked at you, the pain in his green eyes, not even bothering to try to mask it as he stormed out of the kitchen, hearing him storm up the stairs, telling Sam that if she was in charge, since she was the more responsible one of the group and slammed his door. You and Chris were left alone, your chest constricting in pain that almost wanted to make you tear up.
Chris wrapped his arms around you, “I’m really sorry (Y/N), and I didn’t think that he would walk in. I’m sorry about what I said too, I shouldn’t have said anything,” he meant sincerely, “I really am sorry.”
“It’s ok, I mean if we really are best friends then we will get over this, if not…then maybe we aren’t as close as I thought,” you admitted.
“I still am sorry,” he said.
“its fine, besides we came up here to have fun, not mope around,” you said putting on a smile, “you should go talk to Ashley, pretty sure you have been dying to talk to her, don’t let my love life get yours down too”, you said encouragingly, just wanting to have alone time.
Chris apologized one more time before he left, leaving you alone in the kitchen, finally letting out a sigh, wondering what you would do next. You were searching around hoping to find Josh’s harder alcohol stash, really needing something to drink and forget your sorrows. But so far you had found nothing. You looked around not finding his stash and just poured yourself something to drink; hearing Beth and Hannah shouts your name.
“In the kitchen!” you shouted, and quickly the two Washington twins came barging in.
“Hey what happened, Josh literally locked himself inside his room, and won’t come out,” Beth asked, not liking the idea of her brother being hurt, since she is the more motherly figure among the Washington siblings.
“Chris was making me admit that I liked Josh, and I did,” they already knew you liked him, so there was no reason to hesitate at all, “and Josh walked in on hearing me say I liked him, but I didn’t say him specifically. He wanted to know who and Chris and I panicked and he told Josh that I liked Mike, and well you know the rest,” you admitted.
“Why didn’t you tell him that you liked him? That was your chance,” Hannah responded.
“We panicked, besides I don’t think it was the moment to tell him, besides he may not feel the same way about me,” you said feeling guilty.
“You’d be surprised,” Beth said, “I feel you should go talk to him, (Y/N).”
“Pretty sure I’m the last person he wants to speak to”, you answered.
“You have a better chance than any of us right now, he can’t push you away for long”, Beth said as she adjusted her beanie.
“So get on up there, and work your issues out”, Hannah said as she grabbed your arm literally dragging you up the stairs to Josh’s room.
You were protesting all the way up there, and just when you were about to break free, Beth held you and helped her sister to bring you closer to Josh’s room. You kept protesting, telling them that you would eventually tell him, but right now was not the right time. But all your attempts to make them stop went to deaf ears, as they finally stopped right in front of Josh’s room.
“Good luck (Y/N)”, they both said as they ran down the steps.
You sighed knowing that there wouldn’t be anything to do but go through with this. You knocked on the door waiting for Josh to say something…but nothing. You knocked again a little bit louder, still no response. “Hey Josh it’s me, can I come in?” you asked knocking on his door again.
Still nothing.
You knew that you would last out here the whole night, if you didn’t let yourself in. you slowly reached for the doorknob, actually expecting it to be locked, but it wasn’t. You let yourself in and noticed the lack of light, the only light being provided by was the silver light of the moon and the lamp by Josh’s bedside table.
Josh was sitting on his bed, looking out the window the painful look on his face making your heart ache more than it was, he was like this because of you, because you were too afraid to admit your feelings for him. You wanted more than anything to see him smiling and wondered if you could.
“What do you want shouldn’t you be out there trying to get Mike to take you to the bone zone,” his voice filled with anger.
“Josh it’s not like that,” you said approaching him, “I don’t like Mike; it was just something Chris said because he was panicked.”
“Then why didn’t you tell me who it is?” his voice now hurt, “I thought best friends told each other everything.”
“Yea, but I’m worried that this will ruin our friendship”, you said sitting down on the bed beside him, glad that this time he wasn’t pushing you away.
“Nothing can ruin what we have (Y/N), you should know that by now,” he whispered.
You did, but you felt that telling him your feeling could change that…sure you could still be friends, but wouldn’t be the same as before if he didn’t return your feelings. You looked down at your hands, not knowing what to say. You wanted to admit your feelings for him, you have been for quite some time, but there was always something in the back of your mind that kept you from it, much like it is right now. You thought about everything that you could say, but your train of thought was ruined when two warm arms wrapped around you, pulling you into Josh’s chest. You were engulfed by his scent, the way he held you close, almost to keep you from breaking down. You eased into his hug, just letting it you’re your worry away, and for a second you thought that he could love you too.
“It’s ok (Y/N), if you don’t want to tell me, then I guess I can live with it”, he said kissing the top of your head, “just don’t be sad, I hate it when you’re not smiling”, he said holding you tighter, “you can tell me when you’re ready.”
You turned your head to face him, “I love you,” you finally said it, knowing that you needed to tell him before your head exploded with so many ‘what if’ scenarios, “I love you Joshua Washington, I love how you care about me, I love how you treat me, I love how you hold my hand not caring what others think,” your emotions just pouring out and wondered if they would ever stop, “I love how despite everything that’s happened to you, you can still smile, I just love everything about you,” you finally stopped. Your heart was racing, your face hot and burning, your hands gripping onto Josh to keep yourself attached to reality.
Josh’s green eyes were in shock as they stared directly into yours, wondering if you meant what you said. You could see his eyes shifting to stare at something else, before he shifted you off his lap, and stood up and walked away.
Great…that was it, no more (Y/N) and Josh best friends for life that ended the moment you admitted your feelings for him, all those years of friendship gone with just three simple words. You wanted to cry, and run, but you weren’t sure you wanted to let anyone see you like this and where would you run? Josh didn’t feel the same way, you thought that maybe he could but you were wrong, just staring at anywhere but josh as he walked further away from you, you couldn’t look at him and turned, your back now facing him.
You were about to cry when you felt a slightly heavy cold object land on your chest. You looked down and saw a golden heart shaped locket, with beautiful designs etched onto the surface. You turned around to face a bashful looking Josh, “open it,” he said shyly.
You opened the locket and where treated with two separate images, the one on the left showing you and him as kids bright smile on your faces, and the one on the right, a recent picture from the summer trip, one where he kissed you on the cheek. You smiled at the pictures; he had obviously had these photos resized to fit into the locket. You felt more designs on the back and turned wondering if they were just as beautiful as the ones on the front. You gasped as you noticed what was etched on the back: (your initials) + JW.
“I love you too”, he said making your gaze stare back at his.
You smiled before he pulled you up and leaned in to kiss you. You were shocked; the cold necklace against your neck now felt like it was burning. But soon you closed your eyes letting yourself melt into the kiss, his kisses were against your lips and sweet, like the way he was with you. You gripped onto his shirt, pulling him closer wanting to let yourself indulge in what you have been wanting…needing to do for a long time. You felt Josh’s hands grip onto your back pulling you closer, to kiss you with more vigor.
“How long?” you asked when the need for air became too strong and wanting to know since when had Josh loved you.
“probably the day after I met you, but I officially realized it when I was diagnosed with depression, you were always there for me, and that’s more than most people would do for me,” he said tracing the locket around your neck, “I don’t think I can love anyone more than I love you (Y/N),” he said as he leaned to place a kiss on your forehead, “and I just want this to become official, since after hearing my mother call you my girlfriend, I realized that I loved how that sounded, and wanted to make it official, and had the locket made for you,” he said with a smile as he pointed to the locket then let his fingers trace your skin leaving a trail of fire where he touched.
“Glad you did,” you said bringing him in for another kiss, something that you knew that you could easily get addicted to.
You weren’t sure how long you spent kissing him, whispering your love for each other, hands racking into each other’s hair and body. He ended up tickling you as he kissed, you, which made you lay back on his bed, taking you down with him, him to stop but he didn’t. If there was one thing that he loved more than your kisses, it was your laugh and smile, and right now he was getting his fill of both.
“Josh stop, we have to go downstairs to make sure nothing goes wrong,” you said between laughs.
“No we don’t, besides Sam’s in charge”, he said kissing your neck, “and I plan on having you for myself all night”, he said with a smirk, leaving you a blushing mess.
And he really did keep to his word, both of you not leaving his room till the next morning. Everyone in the lodge clearly knowing that you two were officially dating, and it wasn’t because you two were cuddling and holding hands all day long sharing soft kisses or the locked on your neck, but rather by the marks that were mapped across your necks and the aloof smiles on both your faces.
—————————————————
THIS WAS A LOT LONGER THAN I HAD PLANNED, HOPEFULLY YOU ALL LIKE IT, I JUST CAN’T GET ENOUGH OF JOSH AND I AM LITTERLY UNTIL DAWN TRASH
PLEASE FEEL FREE TO LEAVE REQUESTS FOR ANY OF THE UNTIL DAWN CHARACTERS OR ANY OF RAMI MALEKS CHARACTERS.
I MAY WRITE AN IMAINGE FOR THE SUMMER TRIP, BUT CHANGE IT UP A BIT…LITTERLY LOVE THIS CHARACTER!!!
WELL BYE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
HERE IS THE LINK TO THE OTHER Josh IMAGINE
2K notes
·
View notes
Text
Make the Nightmares Go Away (Josh Washington x Reader)
You were sleeping peacefully, not a care in the world, that probably was why you loved to sleep, because it was the only time you didn’t feel plagued by the world around you, the only time when the stress of life, school, anything, just went away and left dreams that you knew would have you smiling in your sleep. But all that was ruined when you heard the screams.
You were startled awake, seeing that your clock read 2:57, but despite the heavy feeling in your eyes you got up and went to the source, Joshua Washington, your best friend. Ever since the events that led to his sister’s disappearance, he hasn’t been the same and most likely never will. His depression from his younger years came back with full force and among other things, such as night terrors. He blamed himself for their disappearance, saying that if he wasn’t so drunk that night, maybe he could have ran after them and they would still be here…alive and happy.
Josh was plagued by nightmares admitting to you and Chris, his other best friend that he would see them, as corpses, blaming him for them dying, saying that they should be together, and countless other things. He never found that escaped from reality that you found in dreams; in fact…it was that escape from that plagued him.
His parents were out of the country filming something for who knows what, and if there was one thing that Josh hated more than himself at times, it was feeling alone, because that’s when his mind becomes his greatest enemy. And so you convinced him to stay over at your home, since you didn’t want to see him be alone either, not after everything that he went through. Plus with the feelings you harbored for him, played a big part in that choice as well.
You knew he had nightmares, but you didn’t think that they would be this bad…but today it has been the worst. You made it to the guest room, seeing him still shifting in bed, his face glistening with sweat, his face contorted with pain and anguish.
“no, no…it’s not my fault, no, you’re not real”, you heard him, his face shifting more into anguish, as you could see the small beads of tears gather in his eyes, “please, don’t yell at me”, his voice coming out more in sobs.
Your heart ached, your best friend, the boy that you would gladly give up your sanity for if it meant that he could sleep soundly, was in pain. You sat down on the bed, placing your hand on his skin, feeling the skin burning under your palm as well as clammy.
“Josh, it’s just a dream, just wake up”, you said feeling your hand become wetter with his tears, making your own come up, “please, I’m right here with you”, you whispered.
“You’re not real, t-that’s not true, they c-care, she cares”, he repeated.
You knew that he wouldn’t be able to wake up from his night terror, this dream gripping him to a scary vision. You shook him awake, knowing that it would be the only way to bring him back to reality, bring him back to the person that cared and loved him unconditionally…you.
“Josh wake up!” you said louder.
Josh cried, his body shifting more and more, refusing to wake up, “stop hurting me!” he shouted as he kept himself in his lucid dream.
“Josh! Please come back to me”, you cried as you shook him more.
Josh’s shot up from the bed, his eyes opening staring into yours, you looking into the green pools that you have come to love, but right now they were scared, frightened beyond compare. His eyes were wide, unsure of what was real and what was fake, you could still tell that he was trying to process if he was still dreaming or not.
You leaned forward, placing your hand on his cheek, “you’re awake, it was a bad dream”, you said softly, leaning in so he could see you and let him see that you weren’t lying that you were real, “you’re here with me Josh”, you said placing your forehead against his, letting him know that he wasn’t alone, “you’re safe.”
“(Y/N)”, he whispered, starting to understand that this wasn’t some dream that would soon take a twist for the worst.
“Yea, I’m here Josh”, you smiled knowing that you got through to him, “like always”
Josh instantly wrapped his arms around you, pulling you closer against his body. You could feel his body tremble, the fear of being taken back to that nightmare, or maybe the fear of what he saw. You wrapped your arms around him, returning his hug. Josh buried his face in the nook of your neck, his hands holding you tighter, wanting to anchor himself to you, to something that was real, to the person who he felt sane with, you. Josh dampened the fabric of your shirt with his tears, but you didn’t mind, in fact you told him it was ok to cry.
If it wasn’t for him being like this because of his nightmares, you would have found it funny the way Josh, so big and strong, sought comfort in someone he considered small and kind. He pulled you closer, letting you sit across his lap as he rested his back against the head of the bed, his cries ceasing even though stray tears still escaped.
“I ruined your shirt”, he said, blaming himself for it, a habit that came ever since his sisters’ disappearance, a habit you hated.
“It’s no big deal, I can change shirts, or let it dry”, you said reaching for his face, so he could look at you. You wiped the stray tears from his face with the pads of your thumbs, seeing him lean into your touch, like a lost puppy, “but the main question is…are you ok?”
“I…I’m not sure, every time I think I’m ok…the dreams get worse”, he admitted, avoiding your eyes.
“What did you dream of?” you said leaning over to where his eyes were looking at so he could look at you.
“My sisters, it’s always my sisters”, he said feeling the grip around you tighten as he remembered them. “They are decayed, blaming me for their death, saying that I wanted them to die. They said that no one cares about me, that I am alone, that I am a horrible person a monster, unlovable”, seeing the tears reappear.
You immediately wiped them clean, as he started whispering that they were right, that he was unloved, that he was a monster.
“Don’t talk about yourself like that Josh”, you whispered, “I care about you, ill care about you till I stop breathing”, and you smiled, seeing his eyes look at you with such awe, almost as if he was looking at you for the first time, or with a new light, “what happened to Beth and Hannah that night wasn’t your fault, so don’t go blaming yourself for it, please for me ok?” you asked.
Josh nodded, his green eyes focused solely on yours.
“you’re not a monster, you’re my best friend, a monster wouldn’t have defended me from bullies in middle school, a monster wouldn’t go out of his way to make sure he found the perfect gift for a my birthday or plan a birthday party in his ski lodge, a monster wouldn’t have stayed up all night when I was at my lowest lows. You are anything but a monster, Joshua Washington”, you said placing your lips against his forehead, letting your lips linger there for a minute.
Josh’s eyes closed, enjoying the feeling of your lips pressed against his skin, the feeling that he got in his stomach at your gentle touch, that made him want to ask for you do this more often, but he didn’t want to be selfish, at least not with you, he was lucky for you to even be his friend.
“So I’m just unlovable”, he let out, remembering how his sisters yelled at that to his face.
You let out a small chuckle, “Josh do you really think I would be awake at this hour to comfort you or even let you sleep over if I didn’t love you”, you said with a smile.
“You’re only saying that because you’re my friend”, he said hoping that maybe you did love him.
“No”, you admitted, “I’m saying that because I’m in love with you Josh, I would do anything for you”, you admitted.
“you love me?” his mouth slightly opened in shock, almost as if he had just heard something so unbelievable but to him, it might as well be, since he really didn’t think anyone could love someone as damaged as him.
“Yes”, you said firmly, despite the growing heat against your cheeks from slight embarrassment, “I love you Joshua”.
Josh quickly leaned in to press his lips against yours, making your own eyes widen in shock, not expecting so brash, but this was Josh you were talking about, everything with him was spontaneous, that’s a reason you loved him, there was never a dull moment with him. You were about to kiss him back, but then he pulled away.
“Say it again”, he said his green eyes filled with delight.
“I love you”, you said with a smile.
He leaned up to kiss you again, feeling the curve of his smile against yours. This time you were prepared and kissed him back with just as much happiness, each small pause between the kisses you just repeated ‘I love you’ to him, wanting him to know that you meant what you said. You were melting away his self-doubt, sure it was there, and part of him felt that it would always be there, but with you it lessened.
You could feel your body tingle with happiness, with the way that he made you feel. Your hands buried themselves in his hair pulling him closer to you. Josh’s hand slid up your back, pulling you closer him, letting you melt the pain away, even if it was just for this movement, he would be selfish just this once as he wanted more of your sweet kisses. Your lips molded perfectly against his, two pieces of a matching puzzle, you didn’t want to stop kissing him either, loving how his kisses were sweet, they weren’t urgent, but loving letting you feel his love for you.
“I love you (Y/N), thank you for being there for me”, he said once he broke the kiss, his lungs aching for the air you stole from him, his lips feeling warm but longing for more of yours.
“I’ll be there for you always”, you said kissing him once again.
Your hand rested against his chest, feeling the pounding heart in his chest. His lips repeating the same thing over and over again ‘I love you’ his lips traveled your face, worshipping you like as if was a precious treasure, which to Josh you were, you his light when things got too dark to bear, you always have been. Both your lungs were aching for air, finally stopping the shared kisses.
You looked at the clock, knowing that it was getting late, and needed to sleep and Josh especially needed it as well, “hey we both need sleep”, you said as you started to get up, “I’ll be in the next room, don’t hesitate to ask, ok”, you said as you got up, and placed a kiss on his lips, he nodded, glad that he had you to care for him.
“What about us?” he asked before you left gripping onto your hand.
“What about us?” you said with a smile.
“are you mine?” he said eyes hoping that in the morning he would still be able to kiss you, like he was just now.
“Yea, always have been Josh”, you said leaning to place a kiss on his lips, “always will be”, you said with a smile, which he gladly returned.
You walked over to your room, your heart still pounding against your chest that you wondered if you would be able to find sleep after that, your smile not being able to go away. You were settling into bed when you heard a knock against your door. The door opened revealing a bashful looking Josh, staring at the ground.
“Can I sleep here?” he asked, “I don’t want another nightmare”, a partial lie even though he wanted an excuse to be with you.
You smiled shifting on your bed, and patting the space next to you. Quickly Josh made his way over to you, sliding into the warm sheets that smelled just like you, making feel so at ease. You turned to face him, as Josh wrapped his arms around you, pulling you against his chest, letting you hear the fast beating of his heart, almost matching your own. He kissed the top of your head, feeling so safe and loved with you in his arms.
“Goodnight (Y/N)”, he said as he pressed a kiss against your forehead, “I love you”
“Good night Josh”, you said kissing the area where his heart was, feeling the muscle tighten, “I love you too”.
You were first to fall asleep, easily finding it in his arms, that you knew that for as long as he stayed here, you would insist he sleep with you. Josh looked down at you in his arms, so comfortable in his arms, that he knew that he lucked out when you admitted his feelings. He readjusted his hold on you, as he placed a soft kiss against your lips, before his own eyes closed.
And for the first time in a long time, he was able to sleep peacefully, just dreaming of you and him, not nightmares, no screams, just dreams filled with you.
—————————————————————–
Well this is the first Josh Washington imagine, I couldn’t help but write for him, he is just too precious to not love. And I feel that I will be writing a few more imagines for him, feel free to request things for Josh or any of the characters from until dawn , I just want to write for him a lot, ugh,
This may not be that good but hopefully you all like it
PLEASE LET ME KNOW WHAT YOU THINK
I DO NOT OWN THE GIF
2K notes
·
View notes
Video
tumblr
Hannah, eat a snickers!
ig: @benderwiebke
128 notes
·
View notes
Video
tumblr
Josh taunting Chris about shooting Ashley [x]
515 notes
·
View notes
Video
tumblr
actual cannibal Josh Washington
1K notes
·
View notes
Video
tumblr
I realized I haven’t posted a UD video in forever, so…
Here.
(Original Vine)
144 notes
·
View notes
Conversation
Me, on my deathbed: Why didn't Until Dawn have a route where you could save Josh?
11K notes
·
View notes
Video
tumblr
When Rami Malek speaks Arabic (◕‿◕)ノ*:・゚✧
5K notes
·
View notes