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Josh Chu - A Skilled Bookkeeper

Based in Rhode Island, Josh Chu is a skilled bookkeeper dedicated to aiding small businesses. He graduated with a Bachelor's in Accounting from the University of Rhode Island in 2022 and has been freelancing since 2023. Josh's expertise includes QuickBooks, PeachTree, and managing budgets. In his free time, he enjoys investing, golfing, hiking, tennis, and home projects.

[joshchsblog]

Josh Chu - A Dynamic Leader | Bootstrapbay

Josh Chu is a distinguished technology leader known for his extensive experience in software engineering, data science, and adept team management.

[carnavoyeur]

Josh Homme - Santa Barbara Bowl 05/24/24

[modaallastracciatella]

Anytime, anywhere, Mr. Josh Homme.

Queens of the Stone Age, Nos Alive Lisbon

July 8th 2023

[beyourselfchulanmaria]

🍂♫  Cinema paradiso (se /如果) by Josh Groban From In Concert (Live 2002) ♡ღ I love this song with lyrics very much and the movie too. ღ♡ 

活著，簡化來說：

要吃，要動；

簡單一點，

知足常樂。

🦕 Lan~*

[bikkue]

A Centaurworld Hootenanny → Centaurworld's VAs + Musicals

[glimeres]

[ Spoilers for the Centaurworld Series Finale ] Centaurworld S02E08 - Battle Round - Kimiko Glenn, Megan Hilty, Megan Nicole Dong, Josh Radnor, Parvesh Cheena, Chris Diamantopoulos

[trashbin-nie]

CHAPTER 3: Car Ride Home

Do NOT copy/translate my fics. Reblogs are always welcome!

TW: mild sibling violence (typical sibling things)

Summary: Rosa Winters NXT women's champion, cousin Trinity (aka Naomi), introduces her to Josh Fatu, her boyfriends brother, and they hit it off this is their story

Hehehehe, you guys commenting brings me joy! We gon’ pretend there wasn’t like a 3-week break in between here. Also, Spanish is NOT my first language. It’s also super rusty, so lmk if the grammar/sentence structure is off

Anyways, enjoy chapter 3. It's kinda short though apologies

Tags: @reignsboy19 @yana3sworld

Rosa fell asleep

Also, these two are my very first tags, so thanks, guys. I'm glad you're enjoying the story so far 🥹

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(Josh POV)

She fell asleep.

Damn near right after her story too. 

She went to our school and had a crush on a guy who slammed her with a football during my senior year. I was on the football team, and, of course, what luck, she conveniently doesn’t remember the guy’s name! 

This has to be some sick joke.

“Hey man, sorry,” Jon said glancing back at me. I guess Trin fell asleep too, didn’t have time to notice, all wrapped in my head and shit.

“Nah uce, it’s fine. She don’ know who it was,” I shrugged and continued glaring out the window with my arms crossed.

Jon sighed and shook his head. “Lil’ bro c’mon we both know it was you. You da only one on the team that damn near murdered a cheerleader our senior year!”

“Jon, ain’t neither one of us knows that for sure. Could’ve been anyone else she talked to afterwards might not have been me. I can’t even remember,” I said waving him off. I could feel him rolling his eyes.

“Boy- You gon tell me that you don’ remember us walkin’ home after that day you sent that poor tiny girl flying off that people tower and talkin’ ‘bout “bro that girl was fuckin’ hot as all hell” and a bunch of other things? I ain’ buying what chu sellin Uce,” he said. 

“You both are real lucky that girl could sleep through a damn nuclear bomb cuz you ain’t quiet,” Trin said adjusting her position.

“Sorry Trin, but he trippin,” Jon said pointing at me.

“I ain’t trippin Jonathan,” I said shaking my head.

“You are Josh. I only brought it up cuz Jon was tellin me ‘bout it a while ago,” She said, unmoving. “I’m sorry she couldn’t remember your name, or whoever’s name if you’re insisting.” She raised her arms feeling my glare.

“Can you three musketeers shut the hell up? Some of us are trying to fuckin’ sleep in this damn car an I’m tellin you right now it’ll be all queen of hearts, hablando mal de la cabeza. Pendejas,” Rosie said groggly.

She angrily threw her pillow on my lap, ripped off her seatbelt, and slammed herself onto it on her side quickly going back to sleep.

We all froze.

“Trin… I thought you said she'd sleep through a hurricane?!” I whisper-yelled holding my arms up avoiding touching the girl suddenly sleeping in my lap

Trin stared in shock, “she's never woken up through talking before!” She yelled.

Thankfully the rest of the ride went smoothly, Trin fell asleep an hour after the fiasco, and I wasn't far behind. Jon woke us up when we arrived at the girls house.

It was a large two-story home painted white with stonework by the door and a black roof. The lights were still on when we pulled in, so someone was awake.

Jon shook Trin, waking her up.

“Oh good, the twins are still up,” she said, wiping the sleep from her eyes. She unbuckled and got out heading to the door, and before long two tall skinny men emerged from the house. Jon and I both slid out of the car, me more gently trying not to wake Rosie.

“Guys, this is David and Daniel, the Winters twins, and Rosie's older brothers,” Trin said.

“Sup, names Daniel, just call me Danny. I take it the ray of sunshine is passed out in the back seat as usual?” He asked, All of us nodded. “Well, David, its yo’ turn I woke her ass last time, and I'm still recovering from the  black eye.”

“I never-” David started, but after a dark glare from his brother changed his mind “ugh fine!”

David slowly shuffled his way to the back seat on the passenger side and slowly, with a shaky hand patted his sister's shoulder lightly she adjusted a little but stayed asleep  Danny rolled his eyes telling him he had to shake her harder. He looked at his twin with the nerves written on his face. 

He shoved her a lot harder and we heard a groan.

“I thought I told you that I was trying to sleep!” She groggily yelled, her brother being met with a shoe to the forehead.

“Well, you ungrateful whelp. You're home now so go to yo’ damn bed,” David said.

“Just carry me,” she said. David rolled his eyes.

“Absolutely not, you can walk in after that nice black eye you just gave me,” He said.

Rosie gave him a stank face ripping her bag from the floor, slamming the car door, and stomping up to the door.

“Damn worse than usual what did y’all do?” Daniel asked holding a fist to his mouth.

“Woke her up in the car,” Trin said, laughing as we watched a big beefy Rottweiler jump on Rosies half asleep form. “Now Dexter is all riled up.”

Jon and I shared a look.

Ain’t no one told us there was a big ass Rottweiler here!

[imanii-leaa]

wanted to start off making a good impression, so here y’all go! 😅😅

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I’m Ready.

y’all ever feel that chu can’t do something? ever? like your life doesn’t fit with said something. well, that’s how jey (josh) felt towards coco. his party animal life didn’t suit with coco’s dream life. for him, it was too settled.. too rushed. sure, he loved her but was he willing to risk freedom for her expectations? ↴↴

‼️ YALL DONT AND I MEAN DONT EVER USE, COPY, OR STEAL MY STUFF, REBLOGS ARE APPRECIATED, FEEDBACK AND LIKES INCLUDED, AND ALL OCS ARE MINE. i dont own anything else (obviously except fictional events made by me) 😌 ‼️

*Not proof read

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(3rd person POV)

𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐩𝐨: 𝐇𝐨𝐰 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐆𝐨𝐧𝐧𝐚 (𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐱 𝐛𝐲 𝐒𝐲𝐝𝐧𝐞𝐲 𝐑𝐞𝐧𝐚𝐞)

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Jones was getting ready to hop in the shower before she got a WhatsApp notification from her friend, Trinity (or some like to call her Naomi). Coco ignored the message, played her shower playlist and stepped into the shower. She closed her eyes and swayed her hips to the music as she felt the hot water comfortably burn down her skin.

She was really getting into it before her music stopped. What the heck? That question lingered in her head, not for long though as she heard her iPhone ringtone coming from her phone. Coco sighed as she looked through the glass mirror cover bit of her shower to see the contact name.

“WhatsApp call incoming: trintwin 💕💚”

The 5’10 woman felt as if to laugh. Is she serious? Coco waited for the ringing to end and her music to play, and it did just that. Around 20 minutes later, she stepped out and grabbed her towel to wrap around her slim, ebony body. Entering her room and drying off, Courtney went on her missed calls list, tapped on her friend’s name and calling her again. After one ring, Naomi picked up.

Here’s how that convo went:

T: GIRL, I BEEN CALLING YOU!

C: Chill, boo, I was in the shower. ‘nyways wassuh?

T: Yuh, uh-huh, anyways Jon’s going out and asked me to accompany him, I do wanna go but not without my girls. I texted and called Jade, Bianca, Nikki and Brie already, telling them to bring their mans but I can’t leave my fav out! So whatchu say?

Coco sucked her teeth and giggled a bit. They had only known each other for a month through mutual friends and with their busy schedule, they never really had the chance to hang out. Despite the fact that it is in a group, it would still be nice to catch up on things with her.

C: Nope, I’ve got no plans for the day and I desire to keep it like that, thanks though!

T: Oh, it wasn’t a question. Be ready by 8 later this night. Before you say anything, I do know that it is currently 11AM but I didn’t want to forget to ask you. Please come, it’s our day off, we both barely get those, and it’s time to let your guard down and relax with the girlies for a bit!

Trinity was a master at persuading people because after that, Coco had reluctantly agreed to her invite. She wasn’t going to lie, she was playing hard to get as she was feeling a tad bit excited to go out and enjoy herself for the night; she did have nothing to do after all.

( 𝗦𝗞𝗜𝗣 𝗙𝗢𝗥𝗪𝗔𝗥𝗗 𝗧𝗢 𝟳𝗣𝗠, 𝗖𝗢𝗖𝗢 𝗝𝗨𝗦𝗧 𝗚𝗢𝗧 𝗢𝗨𝗧 𝗢𝗙 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗦𝗛𝗢𝗪𝗘𝗥 𝗔𝗚𝗔𝗜𝗡 𝗔𝗡𝗗 𝗜𝗦 𝗡𝗢𝗪 𝗗𝗢𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗛𝗘𝗥 𝗛𝗔𝗜𝗥 𝗔𝗡𝗗 𝗠𝗔𝗞𝗘𝗨𝗣 )

Coco was listening to her song, ICU, while doing her hair and makeup, until she received a text notification from Trinity. She stopped everything that she was doing to pick up her phone and take a look. Tutting, she picked the iPhone 14 pro up and took a look at what Trin had said.

‘Change of plans, we’re leaving in around 30 minutes, so you should probably start getting ready to leave. Sorry for the inconvenience!’

Coco dropped her phone down and sighed. This just annoyed her. She’s near the end of her makeup and doesn’t know what jewelry she was going to where. What perfume, what bag, shoes..

That was very important to her! Nevertheless, she had to round up what she was doing-so she quickly finished off her making, though making sure not to rush, found a cute purse to match with her CUTE outfit and of course had to finish off the look with some gold accessories and shoes. Adding a bit of her Clive Christian - X Feminine Perfume into the mix before she was set to go.

That must’ve taken around 45 minutes, but if they were to be disappointed it would be their fault for changing plans on such short notice.

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— AT THE CLUB —

Coco entered the club, immediately surrounded by the smell of booze and the sound of blasting music coming from the speakers that are seen to be nearly everywhere in the club.

(COCO’s POV)

The club stank of richness. I didn’t consider myself to be rich and famous, just upper-middle class and well-known. Most would disagree. Anyways, I looked around the club, searching for my friends. The bar…nope. I turned my head to the right and couldn’t see anybody. I looked to the left and saw a big group of people. Without thinking twice, I began to walk towards them until I realized they were complete strangers. I took my phone out from my purse and was going to text Trinity until I heard her forever cheerful voice.

“Girrrlll! You came! We all thought you was gon stand us up, come with me” Not giving me a chance to reply, she took me in her arms and lead me upstairs. I figured a bit ago that that kind of annoys me. I ignore it though, because that’s my homegirl! Dang, ian knew this place had an upstairs. I thought, mentally rubbing the back of my neck.

A few minutes later after walking through a closed off hallway, we arrived in front of a door that had two security in front of it and a label on the entry that ‘Door 13: V.I.P Only’. Taking a quick second to myself, I looked around and noticed that there were other VIP rooms around us. We stepped inside and I noticed everybody that was there.

(incoming wrestler’s stage names and real life partner’s names- mind yu, main characs in this story won’t be called by their real names)

Jon, Kofi, Xavier, Bianca, Montez, Jade, Brandon, Liv, Jordynne, Bayley and … JOSHUA?!

He looked up from his phone, staring at my surprised face in shock aswell. Oops, guess I said that out loud. I turned to Trinity and hit her playfully, my jaw still dropped. “Uh, trin! You ain’t never said anything about him being here!”

She shrugged and sat back down next to Jonathan. The others looked uninterested, everybody except from Bayley and Liv, the only females without a partner. Bianca and Jade were going to greet me but obviously I was busy and they were busy too, having deeps with their partners. Josh approached me and suddenly I tensed up.

“You look beautiful.” He complimented. “Thanks” I replied back. “Can we talk over there?” Joshua gestured to an empty space: the bar.

“Um, sure”

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OKAY, YALL? WHAT YALL THINK?? Mb, yall im not very good at English and i often get messed up with uk vs us words so yea.. anywayss, lmk what yu think? 💭 🩷‼️

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Josh Chu - A Self-Employed Freelancer

Josh Chu is a Rhode Island-based bookkeeper specializing in helping small businesses with their financial needs. A self-employed freelancer since 2023, he holds a Bachelor's in Accounting from the University of Rhode Island. Josh is proficient in QuickBooks, PeachTree, and budget management, ensuring compliance and accuracy for his clients. Outside of work, he enjoys investing, golfing, hiking, tennis, and home improvement projects.

[joshchsblog]

Josh Chu - Extensive Experience in Software Engineering

Josh Chu is a distinguished technology leader known for his extensive experience in software engineering, data science, and adept team management. Graduating with a Bachelor's degree in Computer Science from the University of Minnesota, he has consistently excelled in technical leadership roles. Josh's impressive track record includes scaling teams, securing funding, and steering major data projects.

[therealcocoshady]

Recovery - Chapter 18

Eminem x FemReader Fanfiction

Summary : Reader wakes up in a hospital bed with Em by her side. She doesn't remember anything and he has to tell he she has been assaulted.

CW : Hospital - Mention of sexual assault

Y/N P.O.V 

Your head hurt as you slowly opened your eyes. You looked around you and took notice of your surroundings. You were lying in a hospital bed and Marshall was sitting next to you, asleep in his chair, snoring lightly as he held your hand. You had absolutely no recollection of how you ended up here. The last thing you remembered distinctly was dancing in the studio with Porter, as you were getting ready to join Josh, Hailie and Evan for a night out. The rest was a blur. One thing was for sure : it felt as if you were having the worst hangover of your life. It was as if all the times you had ever drank were ganging up on you and getting their revenge. Every muscle in your body seemed to be sore, you had a terrible headache, as well as huge stomach pains. Your throat ached and your mouth was dry. You needed water, you thought as you tried to remember how you ended up here. 

Marsh… you said softly, in a very raspy voice. 

It was enough for him to wake up. He immediately sat up and opened his eyes. As soon as he noticed you were awake, he jumped from the chair to be by your side. 

Y/N. You’re awake. Thank God, he said as he kissed you on the forehead. 

Water ? You asked hoarsely. 

Of course. 

He gave you the glass of water that was on the nightstand. He helped you sit up a bit and drink carefully. You had many questions, but you were also insanely tired. What the hell were you doing here ? Why did you feel hungover ? Had you relapsed, with no recollection of it ?

What are we doing here ? You asked as you felt your eyes closing again. 

You don’t remember ? He replied with a hint of surprise in his voice. 

Nnnno…, you mumbled as you fell asleep again. 

(…)

You let out a small scream as you opened your eyes again. You could have sworn you felt a stranger’s hand trying to get in your panties. You could distinctly see his eyes and smell alcohol in his breath. You felt your body shaking, not sure whether you were having a nightmare or a memory. You were freezing cold. 

Shhh… you heard Marshall say. You’re safe. It’s fine. I’m here. 

He was holding your hand in his, softly stroking the back with his fingers. Your vision blurred a bit and you could feel tears welling in your eyes. 

What happened ? You asked as you started crying and panicking at the same time. Why am I here ? 

Don’t freak out, he said softly. What do you remember ? 

I was at the studio, you said. And you were here, and there was dancing and then… I had a nightmare. 

What nightmare ? He asked carefully. Do you think you can describe it for me ? 

There was a man, and he was trying to… hi-his hand was in my…, you sobbed. 

Marshall sat on the bed by your side and wrapped his arms around you, kissing your forehead. 

You’re safe now, he said. Just breathe. 

What am I doing here ?! 

You were… attacked, he explained. Assaulted, actually. You went salsa dancing with Hailie, Evan and Josh and someone tried to… rape you. 

Did he ? You asked anxiously. 

He didn’t, he said reassuringly. Otherwise, I’d be in jail for murder already. 

He stared into your eyes and you could see he was tired. He had huge dark circles under his eyes and his face almost looked gaunt. Not that you were too sure, because your vision was a bit blurry. 

You’re safe now, he said. I’m here. But for now, you need to rest, alright ? Everything is still in your system. 

I didn’t take anything, you know ? You mumbled. 

I know, he said softly. Don’t worry. You didn’t do anything wrong. 

You wanted to ask a thousand questions, but you were exhausted. You closed your eyes again. 

I’m cold, you mumbled. 

I’ll go ask for a blanket, Marshall said as you heard him get up. 

Don’t leave me, you heard yourself plead. 

I’m not going anywhere. Don’t worry honey. 

The pet name made you chuckle softly and you slowly went back to sleep as you heard Marshall ask for a blanket.

(…)

You woke up to the sight of Marshall scribbling something in his notebook, his eyes squinting as he didn’t have his glasses on. He looked focused. 

Hey, you said hoarsely. 

Hey beautiful, he said softly as he put his pen down. How are you feeling ? 

You felt a little better. Definitely more awake. You had no idea how long you had slept. You quickly glanced at the window and noticed it was the middle of the night. 

Did I sleep long ? You asked him. 

48 hours, I think, he said. 

Mmmh. 

You can sleep some more if you need, he said with a smile. 

How about you ? You asked. 

What about me ? 

Were you here all along ? 

I went home for a quick shower and a change of clothes, he explained. I had Talia keep an eye on you while I was gone.

I don’t remember her being here, you said. 

You were out. Slept like a baby apparently, he chuckled. 

Where is Josh ? You asked. And Hailie and Evan ? 

They’re fine, Marshall said. I called them to let them know how you’re doing. 

Thank God Hailie found me, you said. 

Yeah. I think I made her a little mad at me though, Marshall confessed. 

How so ? 

Uh… nothing important, he said as he avoided your gaze. 

Tell me. 

I may or may not have threatened Jack. 

It’s Josh, you corrected as you glared at him. And please tell me you’re joking. 

Hey. That fucker was too drunk to take care of you, he said. He’s lucky I didn’t send him to the ER. 

You rolled your eyes at him. 

Marshall, you said sternly. 

I know, he simply said. I’ll apologize to Hailie later. 

You better apologize to Josh too. 

Yeah, right, he scoffed. 

I’m serious, you said with a frown. 

We’ll see about that, he said as he stretched his arms. 

He let out a groan as he got up from his chair. You could see him try and stretch his back. He seemed awfully tired and grumpy. 

Chair ? You asked. 

Yeah. I Hope the bed is more comfortable, he said with a yawn. Two days sitting here and I feel like I might need physical therapy. 

Come here, you gestured as you yawned and made room for him on the bed before closing your eyes. 

You felt a slight dip on the mattress as he laid next to you. You let your head roll on his shoulder. 

Thanks for staying, you said. 

Of course, he replied before kissing your temple. 

Your beard is all scratchy. You need to trim it. 

Yeah, I’ll take care of that later, he chuckled. Wanna go back to sleep ? 

You nodded and felt him pull you slightly closer to him. You smiled as you inhaled his scent. It was so soothing, so familiar. You could smell his cologne, mixed with the detergent on his clothes, as well as his body soap. The scent was fresh and masculine, without being too overpowering. You closed your eyes, focusing on the sensations. His smell, his touch, the feeling of his breath against your skin. You buried your face in his neck almost automatically. 

I was so worried for you honey, he whispered under his breath. 

(…)

You opened your eyes once again and noticed Marshall was still laying next to you, but this time, he was asleep. He had his arms around you and you still had your head buried in his neck. His presence made you feel safe. You remembered how you had thought about him and wished for him to be here as your attacker tried to touch you. 

 I love you, Marsh, you whispered as you made sure he was still asleep. 

(...)

She’s resting. You should probably come later, you heard Marshall’s voice say as you woke up from yet another nap. 

You had been drifting in and out of consciousness for a while now. You had been told it was normal, as you had been heavily drugged up and your body needed to process. Most of the time, it felt like you were too tired to open your eyes. Instead, you gathered information by listening. The most frequent sounds were either Marshall’s snores or the noise his pen made as he scribbled in his notebook. You actually enjoyed them. They reminded you that he was here, and that you weren’t alone. 

I don’t mind waiting for her to wake up, you heard Josh’s voice say. 

Whatever, man. Let her rest, ok ? Marshall said in an annoyed voice. 

You opened your eyes as soon as you heard your boyfriend talking. 

Hey there, you said with a shy smile. 

Y/N ! Baby. You’re awake !!! I’m so sorry…

Josh kneeled by the bed and kissed your hands as he apologized profusely. You tried to reassure him. 

I’m fine, you said. I’ve been resting a lot. And I have Marshall with me. I’m good, baby. 

You felt your boyfriend tense as you mentioned Marshall’s presence. He still hadn’t left your bedside and kept a close watch on you. Whatever you needed, he made sure to help and provide you with, whether it was to fluff up your pillow, get you some water or reassure you. He absentmindedly scribbled in his notebook as you talked to Josh. 

When are you getting out of here ? He asked. 

Tomorrow, I think ? You replied as you looked at Marshall for confirmation.

Probably in the morning, he confirmed without looking up. After the doctor checks up on you and clears you. 

He was the one with all of the information. You had trouble remembering anything, as you slept a lot. 

They said I’ll need to rest for a few days, you explained. But I’ll be fine. 

Do you want to come to my place ? Josh offered. I can take care of you. I feel so guilty. I never should have drank so much. 

Stop beating yourself up, you told him. It’s over now. It’s not your fault. 

You heard Marshall clear his throat. You shot a mean glare at him. In spite of your various attempts, you couldn’t get him to budge. He blamed most of what happened on Josh. You had told him he was being unfair but he simply didn’t care. 

Marsh, would you mind getting me a Diet Coke ? You asked in hope it would get him out of the room for a while. 

I don’t think they have any in the vending machine, he replied with a shrug. Sorry. 

I’m really craving some. Do you think you can try the store down the street ? I think my blood sugar’s getting a bit low…

Marshall looked at you and sighed softly. He knew you wanted him out of the room so that Josh wouldn’t feel so tense. He rolled his eyes and got up. 

Anything for you honey, he said as he stared at Josh and left the room. 

Now, he was just rubbing the pet name in Josh’s face. Your boyfriend looked at you and sighed as he sat in the chair in Marshall’s place. 

God he hates me, he said. 

He doesn’t, you lied. He is just… protective, I guess. 

You should have seen him in the corridor, Y/N. I thought he was going to destroy me. I mean, he basically promised to…

Well he didn’t, you said with a soft smile. 

He scares the shit out of me, he replied. 

Marshall is really nice, you said in his defense. I’m lucky to have him. He is such a good friend. 

Mmmmh, Josh said. I guess. 

What’s wrong ? You asked. 

Look… I know it’s none of my business, but what is the deal with you guys anyway ? He asked. 

You stared at him in silence for a couple of seconds. Obviously, you couldn’t tell him that you were kind of in love with Marshall and that you only started dating him because you were heartbroken over your best friend dating someone else. 

What do you mean ? You simply asked. 

Well, he’s Hailie’s dad. I mean, why are you hanging out with him so much ? 

He’s my best friend, you said earnestly. I met Hailie through him actually. 

A fifty year-old man is your best friend ? He asked in disbelief. 

I know it’s a little odd, for sure, you admitted. But he is. He’s been a big help when I got sober. 

Is that his hoodie that you’re wearing ? 

It is, you shrugged. He gave it to me because I was cold. Is there a problem here ? 

No, baby, of course not. I’m sorry, he apologized. He just… He makes me nervous, you know. It’s like he thinks I’m not good enough for you. I don’t want you to think I’m jealous or anything but… You know… 

I’ll talk to him. Now, I need you to kiss me, you ordered. 

He smiled genuinely for the first time and kissed you passionately, yet softly. It was the perfect kiss, the one you needed to cheer you up.  

I can’t wait to get out of here. I kind of had a special night planned for us, you know ? You said seductively, trying to get his mind off things. 

Did you ? He said with a charming grin. 

Mmmh mmh, you nodded with a smile. 

He kissed you again and again. You laughed and let out a little moan as he laid down a trail of kisses in your neck. 

You opened your eyes as Marshall cleared his throat to signify he was back with a pack of Diet Coke and another of regular Coke. Josh quickly got up, his face bright red. 

Looks like your blood sugar is just fine, he said as he handed you a can. 

Thank you Marsh, you replied with a smile. You’re a godsend. 

I should probably go…, Josh said awkwardly. I’ll call you alright ? 

Sure, you said. Miss you already. 

He gave you a peck on the lips. 

Take care baby, he added as he left the room. Goodbye… sir. 

You noticed a smirk on Marshall’s face as Josh closed the door. 

You’re right. He is smart, he said with a grin. 

Can you please not be an ass ? You replied as you rolled your eyes. 

I’m not apologizing, he said. He knows I’m right. 

It’s not his fault if some weirdo decided to roofie my drink, you groaned. 

Wouldn’t have happened if he had been by your side instead of drinking. 

Almost everyone was drinking. And what if it had been a girls night huh ? Would you blame Hailie for what happened ? Or Talia ? 

He stared at you and stayed silent. 

Didn’t think so, you added as you looked into his eyes. 

Fine, he mumbled. Still. I was worried sick. I’m not apologizing for that. 

I’m not asking you to, you said softly. But can you please be nice to him ? Please ? 

He didn’t say anything. Instead, he simply stared at you with his arms crossed and a “I don’t give a shit” expression. 

Marshall please, you repeated. 

You were on the verge of tears. It wasn’t a big deal and, usually, you wouldn’t cry for so little, but you were tired and frustrated by the situation. 

Don’t cry, he begged. See ? He was here for twenty minutes and now you’re crying… this motherfucker is lucky I even let him breathe the same air as you. 

I’m crying because I am tired ! You shouted. And I am crying because you’re being unreasonable and mean to my boyfriend. I was so scared, Marshall. I still am. And I want you here. And I want him too. And you won’t be nice. 

You let the tears out in frustration. You knew it probably didn’t make a lot of sense to him but you needed to let go. 

Hey, he said softly as he sat on the bed and took you in his arms. I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to make you sad. 

I know, you replied as you sniffled. But you’re one of my favorite people on earth. And he is my boyfriend. Can you please make an effort ? For me ?

Yes. If it means that much to you, he finally said. 

And apologise ? 

He groaned and rolled his eyes. 

We’ll see about that. 

Thank you, you said as you smiled and gave him a peck on the cheek. 

You weren’t asking for much here. You knew they wouldn’t be friends. But you hoped they could get along. 

How is Hailie ? You asked. Have you heard from her ? 

I have. She’s fine. She came to see you but you slept. She was worried for you. 

Is she still mad at you ?

I apologized, Marshall said. We’re good. 

I like her, you said. 

She likes you too, you know ? And I like that you’re getting along, he added with a smile. 

You smiled and let out a yawn. 

Do you want to go home ? You asked as you felt your eyelids were becoming heavy again. I don’t mind, you know. 

I’m good. Sleep tight Y/N. You need some rest. 

Thanks for staying, you said as you started to fall asleep. 

Anything for you, honey, he said softly.

[goosemixtapes]

max's favorite short stories & articles!

to be updated as i read new things! "articles" could be anything from political points to philosophical musings to fascinating stories. obligatory statement that i don't necessarily agree with everything in every one of these stories/articles, but i think about them a lot and want to share :)

short stories

Avi Cantor Has Six Months To Live by Sacha Lamb (@kuttithevangu) (novella) (so says the writing on the bathroom mirror. of gender & judaism & magic and t4t trans guys. cw for suicidal ideation and bullying)

Epistolary by Sascha Lamb ("The [stuffed] frog you are selling on your blog is MINE and he is NOT HAUNTED and his name is MOSHE not BILLY HOPPER.")

Chokechain by Andrew Joseph White (a trans man discovers his parents have replaced him with a robot version of his pretransition self. cw for transphobia and violence)

Sandrine by Alexandra Munck (the tagline for this one is "I dated a sun god in college" but that doesn't do justice to the sheer concept here please read this)

You Wouldn't Have Known About Me by Calvin Gimpelevich (set in a hospital ward where patients are recovering from gender-confirming surgery)

No Flight Without the Shatter by Brooke Bolander (novella) ("After the world’s end, the last young human learns a final lesson from Earth’s remaining animals." cw for climate change/extinction)

And You Shall Know Her By The Trail Of Dead by Brooke Bolander (what if you had to death-match-fight a virtual version of yourself at your meanest made by your boyfriend whose life you're trying to save would that be fucked up or what. cws for guns and violence)

Hell is the Absence of God by Ted Chiang (stories that clock you in the fucking teeth in the religious trauma.)

A Serpent for Each Year by Tamara Jerée (microfiction) ("Our relationship is almost a year old when I ask Nal why she is covered in snakes." cw for animal death)

The Front Line by W.C. Dunlap (microfiction) (cited as one of the world's finest attention-grabber openings. cws for police brutality, racism, and SA)

Welcome to Your Authentic Indian Experience by Rebecca Roanhorse (step into the simulation and gain an authentic experience! cws for anti-Native racism and alcohol)

The Husband Stitch by Carmen Maria Machado (one of the best stories ever written. once there was a girl with a green ribbon around her neck...)

City of Red Midnight by Usman T. Malik (a chronicle of nested stories-within-stories, set in old fantasy pakistan, inverting a myth from the one hundred and one nights)

We Work In Miraculous Cages by Brenda Peynado (following a college grad drowning in loans through the nightmare of neverending work)

Other Worlds and This One by Cadwell Turnbull (a brotherly relationship collides with a theory about atomic particles, space, and time)

And Then There Were (N-One) by Sarah Pinsker (a convention of alternate-universe selves--all Sarah Pinskers--becomes a murder mystery)

Fandom For Witches by Ruoxi Chen (fuck every other thing ever written about fandom)

Haunted Home by Conrad Loyer ("The ship features a recreation of a slave ship’s hold. The cruise prides itself on it. It is not a good recreation, if the metric is realism.")

articles & essays

Lockhart's Lament (on how math is taught in schools. that is, badly. one of the most cathartic essays i've ever read on education)

Against Cop Shit by Jeffrey Moro (on adversarial education)

Debunking "Trans Women Are Not Women" Arguments by Julia Serano (comprehensive, well-written, good to have as a reference point)

On Liking Women by Andrea Long Chu (and on the politics of desire)

Turning a Unicorn Into a Bat by Josh and Lolly Weed (on Mormonism, love, and whether a gay man and a straight woman can marry happily. cw for homophobia)

Laziness Does Not Exist by Devon Price (musings on motivation from a social psychologist and professor)

How Millennials Became the Burnout Generation by Anne Helen Peterson (how come everything happens so much?)

White Women Drive Me Crazy by Aisha Mirza (on the harm caused by white women. cw for racism)

Everything You Know About Obesity Is Wrong by Michael Hobbes (should be required reading for everyone at this point. cw for fatphobia and eating disorders)

Becoming Anne Frank by Dara Horn (on the cultural fascination with Anne Frank. cw for antisemitism)

The Ecstasy of Influence by Jonathan Lethem ([on/a] plagiarism)

On the Ethics of Boinking Animal People by Patricia Taxxon (video essay) (ostensibly what the title says, but actually a detailed musing on the essential properties of furry media and the freedom of dehumanization; changed my life a bit)

[luulapants]

Where California politicians stand on Palestine

The majority of Democrats in DC, despite their voter base being overwhelmingly in support of a ceasefire, refuse to disavow the genocide in Gaza or call for ceasefire.

They are able to do this, to disregard the outrage of their constituency, because they feel certain that no matter how many letters we send, we will show up and vote for them when the time comes. They are certain their actions have no consequences.

Senator Alex Padilla received about $31k from Israeli lobby groups. He refuses to call for a ceasefire. This was his going rate to enable genocide.

Senator Laphonza Butler was appointed in Oct 2023 after the death of Diane Feinstein, who was pro-Israel. No campaign finance info on file. She refuses to call for a ceasefire. Perhaps she's waiting for her payout.

12/52 California congressional representatives are Republicans. None have called for ceasefire. Palestinian genocide is core to the Republican platform.

Of the 40 Democrat representatives, only 11 have called for ceasefire. The following CA Democrat representatives have called for ceasefire. They were not swayed by money received from Israeli lobby groups.

Jared Huffman, 2 - not swayed by $1k from Israeli lobby groups this election cycle, down from 13.5k and 9.5k in the last two

John Garamendi, 8 - not swayed by $500 whole dollars from Israeli lobby groups, down from 5k and 15k

Mark Desaulnier, 10 - not swayed by $1k, down from 4k and 4.5k

Barbara Lee, 12 - not swayed by $13.5k, down from 27k and just 4k in 2020

Ro Khanna, 17 - not swayed by $12k, down from 45.5k and 23k

Judy Chu, 28 - not swayed by $1k, down from 7k and 10.5k

Tony Cardenas, 29 - not swayed by 35k, down from 70k and 38.5k

Jimmy Gomez, 34 - received nothing this cycle or 2020, not swayed by the $13.5k Israeli lobby groups gave in 2022

Robert Garcia, 42 - has received nothing from Israeli lobby groups since taking office in 2023

Maxine Waters, 43 - has received nothing from Israeli lobby groups in the past 3 election cycles

Sara Jacobs, 51 - not swayed by $9k, down from $26.5k in her first election cycle

The following CA Democrat representatives have refused to call for ceasefire. The approximate amount they've received from Israeli lobby groups since 2019 (the price it cost to buy their endorsement of genocide) is after each name and district number.

Mike Thompson, 4 (24k); Ami Bera, 6 (46.5k); Doris Matsui, 7 (9k); Josh Harder, 9 (159k); Nancy Pelosi, 11 (92.5k); Eric Swalwell, 14 (54.5k); Kevin Mullin, 15 (0 - 19-22 data missing); Anna Eshoo, 16 (34.5k); Zoe Lofgren, 18 (22k); Jimmy Panetta, 19 (14k); Jim Costa, 21 (127k); Salud Carbajal, 24 (27k); Raul Ruiz, 25 (24.5k); Julia Brownley, 26 (47.5k); Adam Schiff, 30 (205.5k); Grace Napolitano, 31 (8k); Brad Sherman, 32 (132k); Pete Aguilar, 33 (315.5k); Norma Torres, 35 (14.5k); Ted Lieu, 36 (122k); Sydney Kamlager, 37 (15.5k - 22 data missing); Linda Sanchez, 38 (36.5k); Mark Takano, 39 (17k); Nanette Barragan, 44 (69.5k); Lou Carrera, 46 (12.5k); Katie Porter, 47 (152.5k); Mike Levin, 49 (143k); Scott Peters, 50 (34k); Juan Vargas, 52; (208.5k)

The Republicans will be trash regardless, but we cannot let our Democrats skate by thinking there are no consequences for supporting a genocide. They are slaughtering people with your tax dollars, Americans. It's time to get serious. It's time to tell these people that they cannot have our votes for free. It's time to start talking about primary opposition and third party voting. It's time to start exercising our power as voting citizens.

[daegutowns]

bff!svt and your nicknames for each other

ags: bff!seventeen, established friendship, childhood friends, best friends, gn!reader, josh’s is fem!reader because he gives old-timey vibes, svt has a crush on you, dino's is also fem!reader for the bit, you may or may not have a crush on them, y/n syndrome good luck not falling in love with them

seungcheol

your nickname for him: baby. ever since you met as kids, you’ve always made fun of him for being a big baby. he’s the youngest child in his family despite being the oldest out of his friends, so he kind of liked the nickname for a while… until he felt like he wanted to take care of you more. when would ‘baby’ mean more than just a childhood joke?

his nickname for you: berry. when you were younger, cheol’s nickname was cherry, so he called you berry so you could match. it’s not very close to your actual name, but it makes him feel connected to you. plus, it’s so accurate. you’re sweet and cute, just like a berry. 

jeonghan

your nickname for him: angel. he was born on 10/04, the day of the angel! even if he was always so mischievous and naughty, you couldn’t ever see him as a bad person. he was the sweetest in the world, the only angel. 

his nickname for you: halo. in the wise words of beyonce, “‘cause you’re my halo.” just like he’s your angel, you’re his halo because you’re always in his thoughts, just hovering over his head always. 

joshua

your nickname for him: GI-Jo[shua]. well, his nickname for you is “doll,” but you couldn’t really understand why he liked it. you wanted to call him “doll” too, but he said that guys didn’t go by that nickname, so you decided to compromise. he’s GI-Jo because he’s a male doll. 

his nickname for you: doll. he always liked old-timey movies, where the gentlemen would call their girlfriends ‘dollface’ or just shorten it to ‘doll’ affectionately. it was very endearing, and to him, you were perfect, just like a doll. even as a kid, he could tell that much. now, it’s so much more clear. 

jun

your nickname for him: bao bei (bao). similar to cheol, jun’s nickname means “baby.” but, it eventually shortened itself to bao, like the bao buns. his cheeks were squishy like the bready dumplings, filled with his sweetness. you adore him so much. 

his nickname for you: xingan. in chinese, it means “heart and liver,” because the nickname refers to someone so important, they’re like your heart and liver! you’re as important to jun as his vital organs, so it’s only natural that he calls you something that can compare. 

soonyoung

your nickname for him: tiger. you always told him, “go get ‘em, tiger!” this was before his whole horanghae agenda, but it was originally inspired by you! he is always a sucker for words of encouragement, but your words were always the most important to him. it’s only natural he made it his personality to really showcase to you what it meant to him. 

his nickname for you: duckie. since he’s a tiger, he wanted you to have an animal-related nickname too. you two once watched an old movie, where one girl called her best friend “duckie,” and it stuck with the two of you ever since. it fit you, since he wanted to scoop you into his hands like a duckie. 

wonwoo

your nickname for him: meowie. he had always reminded you of a cat, and he acknowledged this. for halloween, you had even dressed him up as a cat (while you had been a frog) in the 9th grade. you had joking called him ‘meowie’ as a joke, but the name ended up sticking for longer than you had both thought. 

his nickname for you: catnip. he didn’t mind being meowie as long as you could be ‘catnip’… of course because you drove him crazy. but, the real reason why is because around you, he couldn’t ever think straight. 

woozi

your nickname for him: mr. chu. nicknamed after the apink song, your nickname for him is a way of making fun of his nickname for you. he doesn’t mind, because it makes him think you two are married. you’re chou, and he’s your mr. chu. it works out for him. 

his nickname for you: chou. in 1600s france, lovers would call each other “mon petit chou” or…. “my little cabbage.” of course, he only told you that you were a cabbage. it was the only way he could hide it from you. even if it was a secret, he wanted it to be unique in a way that no one else could possibly think of it for you. you deserve to be special. 

dokyeom 

your nickname for him: sunshine. you’re convinced dokyeom is just a ray of sunshine, and he doesn’t mind it coming from you. it makes him feel loved and appreciated. he wants to continue radiating and giving his warm to you. he wants to be the light of your day. 

his nickname for you: sugar plum. it’s only fitting for him to also pick some cheesy ass nickname for you too. he liked sugar plum, because to him, you always look like a majestic sugar plum fairy. you both listened to the sugar plum fairy lullaby growing up, and you made him feel comfortable, just like a lullaby. 

myungho

your nickname for him: shagua. in chinese, it means, “stupid melon.” it’s a playful, teasing nickname because sometimes he feels too serious. the nickname reminds him to let go and just laugh sometimes. he likes whenever you say it because it brings a smile to his face… and for some reason, no one else has that same effect. 

his nickname for you: bengan. in chinese, it means, “dumb egg.” no one else is allowed to call you their dumb egg! in fact, how dare they call you such a thing. it’s disrespectful and you shouldn’t stand for it. it’s okay when he does it, though. you’re matching, and that’s what matters. 

mingyu 

your nickname for him: mingoo. you loved how goofy he is and how soft he gets around you. that’s why you softened out his name too, changing a harsher “gyu (규)” to “goo (구).” just with the removal of one line, you shaped him into a cuter and more warm person in your mind. 

his nickname for you: hot stuff. as much as he was a physical touch person, he’s also a words of affirmation person. he likes gassing you up like that. he means it every time, too. 

seungkwan 

to be honest, you wouldn’t have any nicknames for each other. (seungkwan just isn’t a nickname kind of guy.) but, you would affectionately refer to each other as each other’s “work husband” and “work spouse.” hopefully, one day, the ‘work’ part would naturally fall off… 

hansol 

your nickname for him: sweet cheeks. nothing else really fit him the right way. every time you call him anything but this nickname, he thinks you’re mad at him. nope. sometimes you’re just in a classroom. 

his nickname for you: loser. he can’t make it TOO obvious he likes you… he needs to be subtle. unfortunately, it gives middle school boy. coincidentally, that’s when he started calling you loser. so, i guess, everything fits. 

chan  

your nickname for him: M. it was short for michael… as in michael jackson. you always admired his passion for dance, and as good as he is, he deserves that nickname. he always felt flattered by it -- even to this day -- and it was a motivator for him all these years. 

his nickname for you: B. because he’s your michael, you’re his billie jean. but, billie jean shortens to BJ (since his nickname would’ve been MJ). adjustments had to be made. of course, he thought he popped off with that one, but the lyrics go… “billie jean is not my lover. she’s just a girl who thinks i am the one.” nice going, chan.

[itzr1anne]

Nah, Ian never leavin' you.

disclaimer!: i don't really like using y/n because i would rather ME imagining it then smb else lol, so yea i'm gonna use a random name. (all the writing and all my ocs BELONG to ME)

warnings!: nun but-- fluff, slight self-doubt(insecurities), reassurance, little mention of s£x lol

characters!:

Layla Melowive - Lala - Lay

32

Fiancée of Joshua Fatu

Joshua Fatu - Jey Uso - Josh

38

Fiancé of Layla Melowive

igh let's go --- --- ---

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"Yeah..." Layla was finished off her sentence just when she saw the door handle to their bedroom twitch. "I'm finna go to bed boo, I'll call you tomorrow" Lala said on the phone to her best-friend, Angela, in which she responded "Yeah, that's alright, night baby". Lay said her good night then ended the call just as soon as her husband walked in.

"Who was you on the phone to?" Jey questioned, his face expression blank and unreadable.

"Just Ang?" she replied back, her eyebrows furrowing. Joshua hummed in response before crawling into the bed. He turned so that his back was facing her face. That was weird..

Layla dropped her phone (not literally) onto the nightstand; laid on her bed, allowing her pink, silk bonnet to connect with her wonderful silk pillowcase.

----

It's been around 15 minutes and Lay is still having struggles to fall asleep.

"Man, could you stop moving?" Jey mumbled. She shrugged, knowing that he couldn't see her. "Sorry" she murmured back. He turned around and looked into her eyes for a split second. She was crying. Well, from what he saw anyway. Josh sat up and took the hand of his fiancée to let her know that he's there for her. "What's wrong, ma?" he asked gently before giving the 5'6 woman a kiss on the forehead. She shook her head. "Nothing" she said wiping away her tears and checking her fingers afterward to see if there were still anymore left.

"Bro, don't tell me nothing. Sums' up, wassuh?" he held her in his arms for a while until she pushed him away and finally built up courage to ask him the question that's been on her mind for a total of 3 weeks now.

"Jey, baby?" she called for him. He nodded. "Do you still wanna do this? Am I good enough for you? Ba- matter of fact, do I deserve your fine self?" she asked, tears running down her cheeks as she pronounced each word. "Yes, definitely and heck yeah! Are those real questions, baby? Huh? That's what's been on your mind, hmm?"

"But bae.. I see the way you look at other girls. I'm nothing like them. I feel like you liked me, then you loved me and now we've just grown apart and you aren't even close to liking me anymore- like I'm a bur den to you. A distraction, almost."

"Respectfully, are you stupid?" he asked. She stared straight at him and gave his the meanest, dirtiest mugs ever. Way worse than ANY of his (lolss).

"Wha-?" she was about to say something but he cut in. "Because you are the most beautiful woman I've ever seen in my life. For starters, I do not ever look at other women, ma, secondly- don't chu' dare accuse me of not loving you." he started off, whispering. She looked away, sniffing. "Ay, look at me when I'm talm to ya, you are the love of my life. Why'd you think I put this ring on you, huh? Why'd you think I wanna commit myself to you and this relationship if I didn't love you?" he lifted her chin. "Dang, don't even get me started on how good chu' are in bed. You's a master, fa sho"

Layla blushed at that comment. "Eh, listen babe, ian even jokin' around, you is way too good for all this to handle, I promise" he says, chuckling softly as Layla does the same. "Sexy girl."

She kisses and lays in bed, in his arms, for a while longer before drifting off to sleep. Jey notices and says this, "I love you, nobody can replace you, word" he kisses her cheek and then falls asleep as well.