#josh kiszka headcanons

[binarysunset17]

I got a Jake hot take im here to defend ma boi:

Lil fun fact about adhd is a thing call echolalia. Youll find yourself mimicking sounds or words youve heard as a way to stim.

We know our lovely jacob has adhd

Now ive seen a lotta peeps makin fun of jakes come and go accent. Hear me out

Ive noticed he does it most when hes nervous. A lot of his friends are British and a lot of his favorite movies have British characters (lord of the rings) for example.

Josh has his jumpsuits as his stage presence. He can put it on and become performer Josh. And wear them hours before a show to help with nerves.

I think jakes accent is a mix of echolalia he's picked up from his peers, which helps become his stage presence (his jumpsuit so to speak) and comforts him when hes nervous.

Much like Hannah Montana lol

Plus its fun

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SPECIAL SPOTIFY WRAPPED MESSAGE HELLO???

[thekirbishow]

Lucifer on Netflix S3 Ep6 Greta Van Fleet: Highway Tune

[sparrowofthedawnsworld]

Alright, wrote a little something for all the gresties who struggle with storm anxiety like I do. I see you, I feel you, you’re not alone. You’re not crazy for feeling anxious or afraid. Like seriously you’re not, my messages and asks are ALWAYS open. I really hope these help you all in some way ❤️

Now, then… This is how I imagine the boys would comfort you during a storm:

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Jake:

Night time storms were one of your biggest fears. Everything was even more dangerous, with the decrease in visibility. That unsettled you to an unexplainable, unhealthy amount.

If there was a tornado, you wouldn’t see it coming and that was more than enough to send your anxiety soaring to heights that you couldn’t come down from at times.

You sat on the edge of the bed, listening intently to the weatherman on the screen. Everything he was saying was somehow going in one ear and out the other, besides the part where he’d said “tornado.”

“Jake??” you called for him, worry laced so heavily in your voice.

His footsteps were coming down the hall immediately. “What’s the matter, baby?”

All you could muster was a shaky, pointed finger towards the TV screen.

Jake watched and listened for a moment, before looking over at you with a softening expression.

“Oh, love…” Jake ran his fingers through your hair soothingly. “It’s gonna miss us… See?” He pointed to the TV.

But that wasn’t good enough for you.

“But what if it turns this way??” you question seriously, watching the Counties under said tornado warning scroll along the bottom of the screen. “I mean…It could happen…”

Jake stayed quiet for a moment, trying to think of the best way to help soothe you or make you feel at least a little bit safer.

Your head snapped to the window as wild lightning flashed from outside, then snapped back towards Jake with even more worry evident in your eyes.

“Baby, It’s okay,” he spoke gently but firmly. “Do you wanna sit in the bathtub until it passes? Would that make you feel better?”

It felt ridiculous - for you and Jake to squish into the bathtub for no reason other than for the sake of your anxiety, but you knew it would help. Jake knew it would help and he would do anything to make you feel safe.

Jake grabbed a couple of extra blankets and tossed them down in the tub, leaving one to lay over your shaking body.

He got in first and sat down, then, reached his hand up to stable you as you stepped in. You sat down between his legs, letting him pull you back against his chest. Both of his arms wrapped securely around your waist, squeezing reassuringly.

“I’ve got you, love,” he whispered calmly. “We’re not going anywhere. We’re okay. You’re safe right here with me.”

Sam:

Thunder shook the walls of your house, jolting you out of what had been a peaceful sleep.

Once you adjusted, you could hear the wind banging things around, the rain - sounding more like hail - hitting against the windows a roof. The lightning lit up your room as if it were daytime.

You sat up in the bed, running your hands through your hair with an uneven exhale of a breath.

“Love bug,” Sam mumbled from beside you, startling your further - not realizing he was awake.

Your head snapped to look back at him and he continued in a gentle command, “Lay back down.”

More lightning lit up the room and a particularly rough gust of wind shook the window, causing you to avert your attention from Sam entirely.

He sighed knowingly, sitting up to wrap his arm around your waist and pull you down himself.

“Sammy,” you whimpered.

“Shhh,” he hushed you softly, pulling you against him and enveloping your body. “I’ve got you, bug. I’ve got you.”

You tried your best to settle down and relax into Sam. He started to draw little patterns into your arm, squeezing you in his arms every so often to let you know he wasn’t gonna let go.

“You’re so beautiful… you know that?” Sammy asked softly, speaking as though he would scare you further if he talked too loud.

You hummed in acknowledgment to his words, but couldn’t find it in you to form up a better response. Thankfully, he wasn’t looking for one.

“You’re the prettiest girl in the world…” he continued, his voice already starting to calm you as he knew it would. “So smart, and funny… so sweet. So, so sweet. You’re so strong and brave, aren’t you?”

“M’trying…” you mumbled quietly, trying to let sleep overtake you before more anxiety could instead.

“You are,” Sammy corrected. “So strong. And you’re safe… Right here with me. I’ve got you. I’ll be right here when you wake up, love bug.”

Josh:

Storm after storm; it never seemed to end. You would be blessed with a few days of sunshine, only to be bombarded with more severe weather in the wake of those sunny, warm, days.

Of course, to you inconvenience, this time around the storms just had to be hitting at night.

“Mama, you can’t stay up all night.” Josh argued lightly - worriedly.

“But what if our phones don’t go off for a warning and we don’t get woken up? What if-“

“Baby, please,” Josh pleaded lightly, crouching down in front of where you were sat anxiously on the edge of the couch. “You need sleep. We both do. You shouldn’t stay up in here and scare yourself even more.”

He was right, if he went to bed and you stayed up, that would just make it worse - not having him next to you.

“We can turn the bedroom TV on, yeah?” Josh reasoned. “We can turn it on, I’ll make sure the volume on my phone is up all the way… It’ll be okay. Just come lay down with me, okay?”

With a defeated sigh, you got up and followed Josh to your shared bedroom. To your surprise, the TV was already set to the Weather Channel and his phone was plugged in on his nightstand.

“How’d you know I’d give in?” You questioned him, trying to sound playful but still just sounding anxious.

“I didn’t, but I wanted to be ready just in case,” Josh answered, climbing into the bed. “C’mere.”

You climbed in beside him, watching him as he leaned over and flipped off the lamp on his nightstand. He picked up his phone and held it out in front of you.

“See?” He pressed the volume buttons on the side. “Volumes all the way up, mama. If it goes off, I promise it will wake us up.”

You nodded and sunk down into the blankets, feeling surprisingly calmer than you were feeling before.

Josh, laid on his back next to you, guided your head to his chest.

It was silent for a few minutes, save for the faint sounds of the weatherman talking away on the TV, until Josh began to sink quietly.

“Kiss me once, then kiss me twice

Then kiss me once again…

It’s been a long, long time…”

You couldn’t help the content sigh that fluttered out of you, the anxious feelings in your body being overtaken by the gently melody that Josh was filling the room with.

“Haven’t felt like this, my dear

Since I can’t remember when…

It’s been a long, long time.”

The sounds of thunder and wind and rain, faded into background noise as Josh continued to lull you to sleep with his voice, not stopping until he was positive you were sound asleep.

Danny:

“Babe?” Danny called, finally returning home late from the studio.

The storms had kept them stuck there for a few extra hours, but the second a break in between storms came, Danny was rushing home to get to you.

He searched around for a moment rather frantically, before finding you laid out in the floor of your walk in closet with blankets and pillows.

“Baby girl,” he couldn’t help the surprised chuckle that slipped out of him at the sight before him. “How long have you been chilling in the closet??”

“Uhhh,” you started, looking at the time on your phone. “Since the first tornado warning…”

“Babe, that was 4 hours ago.” Danny stepped in carefully, sitting down next to you.

“I’m so sorry,” he sighed weakly. “I should have just stayed home with you today.”

“No, no, it’s okay,” you assured him.

“Do you wanna come into the bedroom…?” Danny asked hesitantly. “We can cuddle on the bed…?”

You looked out into the bedroom, then back down at your phone that had just lit up with another warning.

“Could we… Do you think we could cuddle in here?” you asked him seriously with a sheepish expression.

A little hint of a smile tugged at his lips, “Yeah, we can stay in here.”

Danny slid underneath the blankets beside you, tugging you securely into his side and placing your legs over top of his.

“You wanna hear about to Kiszka Studio chronicle of the day?” Danny asked, making an attempt to focus your attention elsewhere.

You looked up at him expectantly, waiting for him to continue.

“So, after one of the storms… Jake insisted on going out and looking at the hail,” Danny began, the exasperation already clear in his tone. “It was fuckin’ massive. So, of course, he brings a couple of them back inside with him and he tossed one at Sam, but Sam missed it and it hit his bass…”

You genuine gasp jolts out of you, knowing good and well that Sam was very cautious with his instruments. “Did Sam kill him??”

Danny giggled at that.

“Not… yet? I don’t know. There was a lot of yelling after that, but he didn’t kill him,” Danny continued, laughing lightly. “You know Sam, though… he’s ruthless. He’ll get him back.”

@twistedmelodies @ourlovegrows @doodle417

[indigostreaking]

oooooh okay so, can you do a smutty headcannon of like make up sex after an argument with the guys?

Of course! Anything for a fellow Danny girl 🤭

I tried to include a variety of arguments/makeups..so hopefully this is what you wanted 😅

😤 Smutty stuff below, so 18+ only 😤

WARNINGS: begging, oral(f receiving), a bit of praise, a bit of degradation, some crying, some cum play if you squint, daddy kink if you squint, oral(m receiving), and mentions of gagging/choking/drooling. If I missed any, I’m so sorry! 🫶🏻 also this is mostly unedited, so ignore any typos pleaseeee!

Josh:

“I’m so tired of everyone taking his side! It’s just as much my band as it is his,” he spat the words at you with venomous ire. You hadn’t intended to take Jake’s side when you mentioned that the riff sounded fine to you. The perfectionist in your sweet Joshy took over on recording days, and you knew better than to let yourself get dragged in…usually.

“Josh, I—I’ll see you at home,” you shot back, not willing to apologize when you did nothing wrong. He glared at you before crossing his arms and turning away. Fine. You gathered your things and drove home steaming mad.

A few hours passed, and you heard the front door ease open. “Baby?” He called out softly. You sat quietly, still upset with him for his outburst. His footsteps closed in before the bedroom door swung open slowly. “There you are,” he grinned, raking his fingers through his curls nervously. You raised an eyebrow at him and held a straight face before turning your attention back to the book in your lap. “I’m so sorry,” he nearly whispered, but you heard his voice crack.

“Yeah?” You asked, playing dumb and barely looking up at him as he kicked off his shoes and climbed into bed, climbing from the foot up towards you.

“Yes, baby…so…so..sorry,” he crooned, punctuating each word with a kiss as he trailed a line up your leg from your ankle to your knee. A smile twitched at the corner of your mouth. “Let me make it up to you?” He asked cautiously, inching higher and higher up your thighs.

“Hmmm,” you placed your finger on your chin as if you were deep in thought. “I dunno…I think I wanna hear some begging,” you smirked down at him playfully and he raised his eyebrows.

“For your forgiveness or to taste your sweet pussy?” He replied teasingly with a lazy smile oozing with confidence.

That look alone made your heart rate quicken, but you steadied yourself, putting on a bored facade and turning your attention back to your book. “You should be groveling at my feet right now, Joshua,” you said plainly.

“Oh, baby, you know I worship you. I’ll kiss the ground you walk on, if only to make you happy,” he purred, nipping at your inner thigh.

“Well, let’s hear it then,” you replied breathily. He looked up at you through his long, dark lashes and his eyes darkened a shade.

“Please, please, pleeeease,” he whined, crawling up your torso and kissing every inch of exposed skin that he encountered on the way. When he finally made it up to your neck, he sucked a spot below your ear, swirling his tongue across the red mark he left behind. “Please let me bury my face,” he whispered against the shell of your ear, “in this perfect little cunt and make you cum on my lips,” he finished with a growl. You let out a low hum of approval, and he kissed his way back down your body, hooking his fingers in the waistband of your panties and gently tugging them down. You reached down, tangling your fingers in his curls and guiding his face exactly where you needed him. He hummed against your slick before easing his tongue between your folds, rubbing your clit with his nose as he leisurely lapped at you, taking his time to savor you completely. Your hips bucked as he drug his flattened tongue from your slit up to your bundle of nerves, making you squirm beneath him. You clamped your thighs around his face, unable to hold in the moan that tore through you as he slid a finger into your core. He curled and uncurled his finger slowly, beckoning you closer and closer to the edge. “That’s it, cum pretty for me, baby,” he cooed as he worked you. You noticed the subtle movement of him rutting against the bed, and your breath hitched. Your moans got louder as the knot in your tummy coiled tighter and tighter, until you finally came undone. His eyes rolled back as you soaked his face with your release. Once he was sure you had rode it out, he pulled away with a proud look on his face as he crawled up your torso once more. “Forgive me, yet?” He leaned in and kissed your lips, pushing his tongue between them so you could taste yourself.

“I think I could use a little more persuasion,” you teased. His smile widened as he pulled away and hurriedly stripped off his clothes.

“Oh I’ll give you more,” he said haughtily, and you giggled as he eagerly climbed on top of you.

Jake:

Jake had never been what you would consider punctual, but it wasn’t like him to not at least text you and let you know when and why he’d be late. You checked your phone once more and loosed a sigh. 30 minutes was long enough, so you called over the waiter, paid your bill, tipped generously, and left.

Once you were home, you thought about calling to tell him off, but dismissed the idea, opting to take a long shower instead. As you let the warm water wash over you, your mind started to wander. Suddenly, you realized just how disappointed you were. The lack of consideration from Jake made your heart ache, even if it wasn’t like him to let you down like that. You weren’t sure when the tears started, but rushed to wipe them away when you heard the front door open.

“Baby, can I come in?” He asked tentatively from right outside the bathroom door. You hesitated, still wiping away your tears and hoping the shower disguised the redness and puffiness of your eyes.

“Yeah,” you sighed. He stepped inside silently and the shower door slid open at a snails pace, as if he was unsure of what to say. He looked distraught and regretful standing there offering you a feeble smile.

“I am so so sorry, love. I was at the studio and I guess the time got away from me,” he admitted timidly. It was like the levee holding back your tears broke once more. The stinging pain at the back of your throat had you choking back your muted sobs. “Hey, heyyy, please don’t cry,” he pleaded in a hushed tone. You shook your head, unable to even look at him right now. He quickly peeled off his clothes, carelessly piling them in the corner before stepping into the shower with you and wrapping you in his arms. He tried to soothe you by gently patting your back and making soft shh sounds like you would for a baby.

Once you were able to speak, you said, “You know, I’m not even mad, Jake.” He nodded, grateful that you weren’t angry, but clearly still concerned. “I-I just missed you,” your voice cracked, and Jake pulled you closer, diligently kissing away your tears.

“I know, baby, I know,” he reassured you, kissing your forehead as he held you tight. “I’m so sorry, but I’m here now,” he affirmed softly and you sighed, letting what was left of your barriers crumble. You looked up at him for a moment, admiring how warm his eyes appeared when they were looking at you, how his wet hair started to curl in strands around his face, and how pillowy soft his lips looked—especially when he licked them. You leaned forward, placing your palm against his sun kissed cheek and pressed your lips to his, parting yours slightly as the kiss deepened. Your tongue advanced, finding his and engaging in a intricate dance that had you feeling lightheaded. He hooked his hand under your knee, lifting it up to his hip and carefully pinning your back against the wall. He paused briefly, his stiff cock already nudging at your entrance. “Can I—” he began to ask for permission, but you interrupted him with an impatient nod as you rocked your hips forward, eliciting a breathy gasp from him as he slipped in to your core. His eyes rolled back as he bottomed out, filling and stretching your cunt in an intoxicating way

“Jake,” you moaned his name softly as he fucked you steadily, taking his time to hit all your hidden places with every thrust. Your skin prickled as he buried his face in the crook of your neck, leaving a line of wet kisses across your collarbone. Your back was flush against the cool tile, which was a stark contrast to the hot water raining down on to the two of you. “Please don’t stop,” you whined, desperately digging your nails into the meat of his ass as you tried to coax him deeper. Your whole body shuddered when your orgasm exploded out of you, making your legs tremble so much that Jake had to steady you.

“Fuck,” he murmured as his thrusts started to falter slightly. Every time he felt you clench around him, he had to bite back another moan to keep his eyes from rolling back in his head. He was determined to watch as you rode out your high, keeping his eyes glued to yours as he bottomed out. You moaned his name breathily, and that sent him careening over the edge he had been teetering on. He growled as his twitching cock spilled inside you, dripping down your thigh after he unsheathed. “Tomorrow, I’ll make it up to you… I promise we’ll spend the whole day together,” he managed as he caught his breath. “We can go to that one place you love…or we can do whatever you want,” he smiled down at you sweetly and you felt your cheeks flush.

“That sounds really nice…but I just want you,” you whispered, leaning in to kiss him again, sucking his lower lip between your teeth and tugging gently. He smiled into the kiss, letting out a low rumble of a laugh as he reached back to shut off the water.

“I think I can work with that,” he purred, smirking as he slid open the shower door before abruptly scooping you up into his arms bridal style and carrying you to the bedroom. You squealed his name as you bubbled with laughter. He smacked your ass playfully before kicking the bedroom door shut behind you.

Danny:

“I told you not to book it for this fucking early,” he groaned as the Uber pulled in to the airport drop off zone.

“I don’t want to hear it, Daniel. This early would have been fine if you had gone to bed at a reasonable time like I told you to,” you spat back, grabbing your own bag from the back before he could even offer to get it for you. When you finally made it to the flight check in desk, you were told not that you were too late, which was not surprising. You managed a smile and a gracious thank you when the nice worker offered the two of you upgraded seats on the next flight. All you had to do was hang out for another couple of hours.

“Wow, it’s almost like we should have just booked the later flight to begin with,” Danny said sarcastically as he followed you towards the waiting area. You shot him a menacing look before turning to face forwards again.

“You just aren’t capable of admitting when you’re wrong, are you?” You asked with an exasperated sigh as you found a seat in the corner by a phone charger.

“I can admit that I’m wrong…I just never am,” he replied with a devilish smirk. You cringed and jerked your leg away when he placed his large hand on your knee and squeezed gently. Like hell you’d let him touch you right now. At this rate you weren’t sure you’d let him touch you ever again, you thought to yourself before pulling your AirPods out of your bag and carefully nestling them into your ears. You cycled through a few songs before finally designing to turn on the true crime podcast you friend had been begging you to listen to for months. You ignored him the rest of the time you spent waiting, finishing nearly 3 episodes before it was time to board. Once you were on the plane, you spitefully made sure to sit in the window seat. You expected to hear him complain, but weren’t bothered that he remained quiet. You put your headphones back in and fell asleep listening to music, waking up as the plane stuck the landing in the next city.

Danny picked up the rental car as you tracked down your baggage, and you rode in silence to the hotel. He dropped you off by the door, and you went to check in while he found a parking space. You handed him a key card and headed towards the elevator without explanation. He could grab the bags or you’d just worry about your suitcase tomorrow since all your immediate necessities were in your carry on. You unlocked the door to your room, loosing a sigh of relief knowing that the day was nearly over. You always hated travel days.. You sat down on the edge of the bed, clicking through the channels on the small tv until the door swung open again. Danny walked in and carelessly tossed the bags on to the extra bed with a drawn out sigh. You bit back a snarky remark, pretending that you hadn’t seen him treat your luggage so roughly. You watched as he strode into the bathroom and turned on the shower. You averted your eyes as he undressed and stepped in, busying yourself with unpacking your toiletries bag.

After a few moments, he walked back out of the bathroom with a towel slung low on his hips. “You ready to lose that attitude yet?” He asked casually, as he walked past you towards the bedroom area. You pretended to not hear him, taking the time to carefully unpack all of your skincare supplies to prepare for your nighttime routine. You didn’t hear him sneak back across the room, but you felt his calloused hands settle on your hips. You glanced up into the reflection of the mirror and audibly groaned when you saw his smirking face behind you. “I bet I know what would help,” he said suavely, leaning in to kiss and nip at your neck playfully. You hated how unfair this felt because he knew how much you loved being kissed there. You took a deep, steadying breath and decided that two could play that game.

“Yeah, what’s that?” You asked, trying to play dumb, but not doing a good job at masking the tension in your tone. Before he even had a chance to answer, you spun around abruptly to face him, digging your pointer finger into his chest as you pushed him away. “You gonna fix me with your big. magic. cock. daddy?” You said as sarcastically as you could muster, making sure to put a whine in your voice for the ‘daddy’ bit. A look of shock spread across his face, filling you with pride until the look transformed into lustful curiosity. He smiled slightly, exuding arrogance as he looked down his nose at you.

“Why are you always such a fucking brat?” He asked in a dramatically frustrated tone. He sighed loudly, like an exhausted parent as if he didn’t know what to do with you and was already tired of your shenanigans. You glanced down, surging with pride when you noticed the tent he was pitching in his pants revealing how he really felt.

“Because you drive me insane!” You shot back, playing into the drama even more by crossing your arms again and giving him your best scowl.

“Well..ditto, you mouthy bitch,” he replied so plainly that you were caught off guard. Your mouth fell open in genuine shock because as far as you knew, he’d never called you a bitch before—at least not to your face. You expected to be angry, and he probably expected you to be, too…but you strangely didn’t hate it. You still swatted at him, trying to push him away—or pretending to try anyway. Without another word, he pursed his lips and dodged your hands, bending down, gripping right above your knees and throwing you over his shoulder as he stood up in one fluid motion. You writhed and kicked, smacking his shoulder and back as you tried and failed to free yourself. He shook his head and shook with quiet laughter.

“I fucking hate you,” you ground out as he easily carried you across the room. You were honestly annoyed at how aroused you were right now, and you were even more annoyed when laughter bubbled out of you as he tossed you onto the bed. You scooted towards the headboard until you could lie back with your head on the pillows and watch him crawl up your body tauntingly slow. He used one hand to grip the waistband of your panties and yank them hard, causing the fabric to rip and fall away like tissue paper. You took a deep breath, turning your face away from him again. His breath coated your neck as he peppered kisses across the hollow of your throat, inhaling deeply before sinking his teeth into the skin of your shoulder just enough to wring a gasp from you and leave a faint indentation behind. You didn’t see him toss his towel, but you heard the smack of the wet material landing on the tile floor near the door.

“I hate you, too,” he whispered against the shell of your ear between kisses that trailed from your jaw down to your collarbone. Your heart raced when he used his knees to gently spread your legs open wider so he could settle between them. His index finger skated up slowly from your knee, pausing just before it found the wetness pooling at the apex of your thighs. “Maybe I should fuck you like I hate you?” He mused lazily, trailing his finger up higher until he could feel the heat radiating from your core, then coming to a stop. “Maybe I should just fuck you right into the mattress so hard and deep that the headboard thumping wakes the neighbors?” He sounded amused, and you had to admit that it was a tempting offer, even if you were still annoyed with him and his antics. You tried to ignore the thought along with the dull, throbbing ache that you felt between your thighs.

“Do it then,” you challenged, jutting out your jaw and quirking an eyebrow defiantly. Without warning, he suddenly had your wrists pinned above your head with one hand while the other delicately traced the curve of your cheek. You held your breath as the tip of his cock prodded at your entrance. He paused, smirking down at you as he thrusted forward, slipping in to the hilt with a small gasp as you stretched around him.

“Fuck,” was all he could manage with his cock still buried so deep inside you. He slowly pulled out before slamming back in, over and over. The lewd sound of his skin colliding with yours filled the room. You were already sweaty and panting by the time he had started absolutely railing you into the bed, pounding into you with vicious snaps of his hips. You hadn’t noticed how quiet you had gotten until he whined, “Let it out, wanna hear you say my name…please.” The tinge of desperation urged you to cry out, whining and writhing beneath him as you dug your nails into his back, pulling him as deep as he could possibly go. Something had snapped within you, and a tidal wave of pleasure rushed over you. You nearly blacked out from the intensity, getting lost in the haze of wave after wave cresting and washing over you as he deftly fucked you through it. His name fell from your lips, causing his thrusts to become more and more erratic until you felt his body shudder as he threw his head back, moaning as he pulled out at the last second and painted your heat with his cum. He carefully reached between you, trailing his finger through the mess before bringing it to your lips. You felt delightfully naughty when you took his finger into your mouth, sucking it clean and releasing it with a pop. He smiled down at you lovingly, looking as flushed and fucked out as you felt, before hopping out of bed. You watched his cute butt jiggle as he walked away, returning quickly with his half hard cock still weeping as it bobbed through the air. He cleaned you up with a damp hand towel and tossed it to the floor before plopping down beside you with a content sigh. You curled around him and laid your head against his chest, listening as his pounding heart settled and slowed. Apologies could be shared later…for now you wanted to catch your breath and snuggle up next to the beautiful asshole beside you.

Sammy:

You made a note to turn off the auto play feature on your favorite streaming service once you realized what had happened. You debated lying and pretending you hadn’t already seen the next episode of the show you had been watching with Sammy, but you weren’t very good at dishonesty and he was way too clever not to catch on. Defeated, you decided to tell him when he got home, but you hadn’t expected him to be this upset.

After you told him, you watched as a range of emotion flooded out of. He went from confused to angry then sad before finally landing on whatever this was. It felt like a weird mixture of disappointment and surprise, and you hated yourself for being the cause. You watched as he loosed a sigh, wiggling free from his clothes and climbing into bed quietly. He settled into his usual spot, scrolling through his phone much quieter than normal. You had apologized profusely and sincerely; you had even promised that it would never happen again, but it clearly wasn’t enough to fix him. You eased into your spot beside him, not quite daring to get comfortable while you waited for something—anything to happen. After a few moments, you announced, “Sam, I don’t know how else to apologize.” You hadn’t intended to sound annoyed, but it unfortunately came out that way..

“It’s fine!” He lied, and a frustrated sigh escaped you, which pulled his attention towards you. He frowned as he said, “I guess I just thought it was something we did together, but it’s fine.” You knew it was a lie, but your heart broke because he didn’t even sound mad anymore. You rolled over to face him, propping yourself up on your elbow and flashing him a mischievous smile. He looked apprehensive, but smiled weakly anyway.

“What if I told you that I might know a way to maybe make it up to you?” You asked slyly, hoping he’d catch the hint as you snaked your hand under the blanket and let it rest on his lower tummy. He smiled weakly and shrugged. You let your hand wander further south until you reached his cock. He turned his hips away, dodging your touch entirely. “Sammy, please let me show you how sorry I am,” you whined, sticking your lower lip out in a pout while fluttering your eyelashes up at him. He rolled his eyes and sighed, but you noticed the faint twitch of the corner of his mouth. You took that as a yes and slid down his torso, pulling the covers up over your head before taking his cock in your hand and licking a stripe up the underside of it from base to tip. The tension in his body melted away, so you continued, taking his length into your mouth and taking immense pleasure from the feeling of him growing hard in your mouth. You delicately tongued the slit at the tip of his cock, using a smooth swirling motion before releasing the head with a pop. He stifled a moan, and you noticed the muscles in his abdomen flutter and twitch. You started to bob your head rhythmically, making sure to occasionally take him deeper down your throat. He lifted the blanket to watch you, reaching down with one hand to form a makeshift ponytail for you. You’d gag and choke, taking him as deep as you could and trying to ignore the tears pooling in the corner of your eyes as the drool began dribbling down your chin. You used gathered it carefully with two fingers before carefully maneuvering your hand so you could gently massage his back door. He jumped at the new sensation, but easily accepted it and even moaning for you once he realized you weren’t pushing for more.

“Th-that feels good,” he stuttered as his hips bucked involuntarily, blinking every time he hit the back of your throat. You hummed as you traced small circles with your finger around his entrance, mimicking the circles your tongue was making around his sensitive tip. “Y/n,” he groaned in pleasure tensing all the muscles in his abdomen and training his eyes on you got dangerously close to the precipice of his own orgasm. “G-gonna cum,” he admitted breathily. You swallowed hard, milking his cock with your throat muscles and propelling him over the edge. You appreciated that he always warned you before he came, but you loved the look of amazement and adoration on his face when you made him spill down the back of your throat. When you pulled away, you licked your lips and he used his thumb to wipe the drool off your chin, before leaning in to kiss you passionately, slipping his tongue into your mouth and undoubtedly tasting himself there. You managed to fight the urge to climb on top of him, but you couldn’t contain the moan that rumbled out of you and into the kiss.

After begrudgingly pulling away with a sigh, you kissed the tip of his nose and giggled when he gave you a lazy smile. “If you want to go ahead and start the show, I’ll make us a pitcher of margaritas and some snacks,” you offered as sweetly as you could, hoping he wasn’t upset still. “I already selected the episode you missed,” you amended carefully.

He nodded and leaned in for one more sweet kiss, softly whispering, “I love you, y/n,” before pulling away and flashing you a goofy grin. You hurried off to the kitchen, making sure to return as quickly as possible so you could watch the show with him this time.

[sinners-go-to-drink-the-wine]

thinking about having the boys over to help me move...

Danny would be the most helpful one. takes direction, and can reach/lift anything.

Josh would love going through all my antique knickknacks, and wrapping them up and asking me about their stories.

Sam would bring beer and spend the entire time sittin pretty on my bed, drinking said beer, and DJing.

Jake would be the captain, directing what order what should be moved when I get overwhelmed. and he'd try to lift a way to heavy box and play it off like it was nothing.

[infisonicosm-moved]

JOSHKISZKAS FIC RECAP

I saw someone else do this and thought it was a brilliant idea! Since we’re half way the year, I want to look back at all the fics I have reblogged each month and share them again with all my followers.

Fics are separated by the month I read them in! I underestimated just how much I’ve read these past six months. Every one of these writers should be proud of themselves and I encourage you all to read their works!

JANUARY

* In A Past Life

Pairing: Sam Kiszka X Reader — Word Count: 450 — Category: Fluff

Summary: Sam discovers a TikTok trend and wants to show y/n

* Call The Hunters pt.6

Pairing: Danny Wagner X F!OC — Word Count: 3.8k+ — Category: Violence/Gore/Angst

Summary: The adventures or Danny and Yelena continue

* Headcanon Blurb

Pairing: GVF X Reader — Word Count: n/a — Category: Fluff

Summary: Confessing you have a crush on them and their reactions

* Josh Blurb #14

Pairing: Josh Kiszka X Reader — Word Count: n/a — Category: Fluff

Summary: Josh and you have the same love language- physical touch

* Fluff Alphabet (Josh Kiszka)

Pairing: Josh Kiszka X Reader — Word Count: n/a — Category: Fluff

Summary: Every letter of the alphabet associated with something fluffy about Josh

* Sam Blurb

Pairing: Sam Kiszka X Reader — Word Count: n/a — Category: Fluff

Summary: Cuddling with Sam leads to your first kiss

* Baby Of Mine

Pairing: Josh Kiszka X Reader — Word Count: n/a — Category: Fluff/Comfort

Summary: You’re struggling with breastfeeding and Josh helps

* J’s Lullaby

Pairing: Jake Kiszka X Reader — Word Count: n/a — Category: Fluff

Summary: Jake asks you to sing him to sleep

* Headcanon Blurb

Pairing: GVF X Reader — Word Count: n/a — Category: Fluff

Summary: They’re clingy

* Josh Blurb #22

Pairing: Josh Kiszka X Reader — Word Count: n/a — Category: Fluff

Summary: Josh finds you looking at your stretch marks and he makes you feel loved and good about yourself despite not having confidence

* Sweet Creature

Pairing: Danny Wagner X Reader — Word Count: 500 — Category: Hurt/Comfort

Summary: BF!Danny comforts you after a hard day

* Let Down

Pairing: Josh Kiszka X Reader — Word Count: 1.6k — Category: Hurt/Comfort

Summary: Josh gets a little upset over the events of their final concert of the year

FEBRUARY

* Maybe One More Day

Pairing: Josh Kiszka X Reader — Word Count: 4.9k+ — Category: Fluff/18+*

Summary: Josh has been your best friend for years, and a short beach vacation with the group is about to take a turn

* Just Ours, Tonight

Pairing: Josh Kiszka X Reader — Word Count: 7.4k+ — Category: Fluff/18+*

Summary: He’s your best friend, but that may be about to change (pt.2 of Maybe One More Day)

* Nothing Could Compare

Pairing: Josh Kiszka X Reader — Word Count: 7k+ — Category: Fluff/18+*

Summary: Trying something new can be intimidating, but love finds a way (pt.3 of Maybe One More Day)

* Babbler

Pairing: Josh Kiszka X Reader — Word Count: 1.6k — Category: Fluff

Summary: Your baby says their first word

* Need Some Healing

Pairing: Josh Kiszka X Reader — Word Count: 1.7k — Category: Fluff/Hurt/Comfort

Summary: After a busy weekend, Josh needs a little extra bit of attention and relaxation

* Songbird

Pairing: Josh Kiszka X Reader — Word Count: 2.4k+ — Category: Fluff/Comfort

Summary: Josh is nervous about performing, you reassure him it’s going to be okay

* Uncharted Territory

Pairing: Josh Kiszka X Reader — Word Count: 16.9k+ — Category: Fluff/Angst/18+*

Summary: Becoming Josh’s assistant isn’t what you thought it would be

* Uncharted Territory II

Pairing: Josh Kiszka X Reader — Word Count: 7.8k+ — Category: Fluff/Angst/18+*

Summary: Becoming Josh’s assistant isn’t what you thought it would be (pt.2 of Uncharted Territory)

* All I’ve Ever Wanted

Pairing: Josh Kiszka X Reader — Word Count: 1.8k — Category: Angst/Fluff/18+*

Summary: Josh is hesitant to make things official until he fears he’s going to lose you

* Imperfect Moments(Masterlist)

Pairing: Jake Kiszka X Reader — Word Count: n/a — Category: Fluff/Angst/Slow Burn/18+*

Summary: You’re in love with your best friend. His twin brother hates you. Or does he?

* Something New

Pairing: Josh Kiszka X Reader — Word Count: 3.8k — Category: Fluff/18+*

Summary: Something blue, something borrowed, and something new

* The Perfect Gift

Pairing: Josh Kiszka X Reader — Word Count: n/a — Category: Fluff/Comfort

Summary: Josh is stubborn and his ear hurts. You make it better

* Velvet

Pairing: Josh Kiszka X Reader — Word Count: 883 — Category: Fluff

Summary: You help Josh get ready for one of his shows

* Something About You

Pairing: Josh Kiszka X Reader — Word Count: 15.5k — Category: Fluff/18+*

Summary: Drawn to you from the moment you met, consumed by you before your first date, he would do anything for you. There’s just something about you

* Josh Blurb

Pairing: Josh Kiszka X Reader — Word Count: n/a — Category: Fluff/Comfort

Summary: You had a stressful day at work and Josh takes care of you with lots of cuddles and loving

MARCH

* Jake Blurb

Pairing: Jake Kiszka X Reader — Word Count: n/a — Category: Angst/Comfort

Summary: Jake misses you while on tour

* Surprise, Surprise

Pairing: Josh Kiszka X Reader — Word Count: n/a — Category: Fluff

Summary: Telling Josh you’re pregnant

* Slow Dance

Pairing: Josh Kiszka X Reader — Word Count: n/a — Category: Fluff/Comfort

Summary: Dancing with Josh to help him feel better

* Sun To Me: Little Love

Pairing: Josh Kiszka X F!OC — Word Count: 6.3k — Category: Fluff/Comfort

Summary: The adventures of Callie and Josh continue

* Josh Blurb

Pairing: Josh Kiszka X Reader — Word Count: n/a — Category: Hurt/Comfort

Summary: Josh hurts himself going to hard with the tambourine, you fix him up

* Sleepy Time

Pairing: Josh Kiszka X Reader — Word Count: n/a — Category: Fluff

Summary: Josh successfully gets your little girl to sleep

* Stage Fright

Pairing: Josh X Jake X Sam X Danny — Word Count: n/a — Category: Fluff/Comfort

Summary: All 4 of them are nervous to perform MTM

* Sloppy

Pairing: Josh Kiszka X Reader — Word Count: 1.3k — Category: PWP/18+*

Summary: Josh titty fucks you

APRIL

* Painted Up

Pairing: Josh Kiszka X Reader— Word Count: 2.8k — Category: Fluff

Summary: Josh decides to experiment with stage makeup, which leads to more than a couple surprising things

* Tequila

Pairing: Josh Kiszka X Reader— Word Count: 2.8k — Category: Fluff/18+*

Summary: Josh finally gets to titty fuck you after fantasizing about it for so long

* The One Where They Did A Farmers Market

Pairing: Josh X Jake X Sam X Danny— Word Count: 1.1k+ — Category: Fluff/Comedy

Summary: All 4 of them have separate booths at a Farmers Market

* Bathing in the Light

Pairing: Josh Kiszka X Reader — Word Count: 813 — Category: Fluff

Summary: A short little drabble about Josh admiring his newly wed wife as she sleeps blissfully next to him

* Stretch

Pairing: Josh Kiszka X Reader — Word Count: 900 — Category: Fluff/Comfort/18+*

Summary: Josh comforts you when you have negative thoughts about your body

* Bliss

Pairing: Josh Kiszka X Reader — Word Count: 900 — Category: Fluff

Summary: Josh changes your baby’s diaper. It’s adorable

MAY

* Sunshine On My Shoulders

Pairing: Josh Kiszka X Reader — Word Count: 11k — Category: Fluff/Angst/18+*

Summary: Who doesn't love a good friends to lovers trope with some spice in the mix?

* Miss You

Pairing: Jake Kiszka X Reader — Word Count: n/a — Category: Smut/18+*

Summary: Vamp!Jake fucks

* Josh Blurb

Pairing: Josh Kiszka X Reader — Word Count: n/a — Category: Smut/18+*

Summary: Josh eats you out while you try to read a book

* Danny Blurb

Pairing: Danny Wagner X Reader — Word Count: n/a — Category: Fluff

Summary: Dad!Danny getting home from tour

* Little Bird

Pairing: Josh Kiszka X Reader — Word Count: 1.6k — Category: Fluff/Comfort

Summary: Josh finds himself getting insecure and emotional late at night with your daughter

* All Of The Time I Love You

Pairing: Josh Kiszka X Reader — Word Count: 856 — Category: Fluff

Summary: Josh sings to you and dances with you in the kitchen

* Dance For Me

Pairing: Josh Kiszka X Reader — Word Count: 5k — Category: Smut/18+*

Summary: Josh finds your old stripper heels in the back of your closet and requests a dance

* Care

Pairing: Josh Kiszka X Reader — Word Count: 1k — Category: Fluff

Summary: After a long day, josh helps you relax

* Deja Vu

Pairing: Jake Kiszka X Reader — Word Count: 7.7k — Category: Fluff/Angst/Smut/18+*

Summary: Between a span of nearly two years, you and jake would have occasional hookups every time he was back in town after touring. but once he abruptly stopped shooting you texts and seeing you, you figured you two were done for, and you despised ever spending time on him. so, once you see him in your local bar after six months, you're caught off guard with anger, but remembrance of how much you missed him, and how you truly feel about him

* Some Gifts Aren’t Meant To Be Shared

Pairing: Josh Kiszka X Reader — Word Count: 7.7k — Category: Smut/18+*

Summary: It’s Josh’s birthday and you treat him to a special morning, or try to at least

* Pick Yourself Up pt.1

Pairing: Jake X Josh X Sam X Danny — Word Count: 4.7k — Category: Hurt/Comfort/Angst

Summary: After years of trying to make his dream of being a musician a reality, jake continues to fall short. on the brink of giving up, can his passion alone keep him afloat, or will he need help from others?

* Jake Blurb

Pairing: Jake Kiszka X Reader — Word Count: n/a — Category: Angst/Comfort

Summary: Trying to help relieve Jake of some stress goes wrong

JUNE

* Nap Time

Pairing: Josh Kiszka X Reader — Word Count: n/a — Category: Fluff/Angst

Summary: Josh is moody and needs a nap

[eights-world]

I saw someone on TikTok headcanon that Hobie goes mute sometimes and will communicate to Pav through his guitarrr 😭 I love that so much

(That’s so jake & josh kiszka core too)

WAIT I FUCKIN LOVE THAT???? ONMGG

[plots4us]

i play ( female oc ), currently in ( est ) and i am looking for ( m/f or f/f ) with ( hayley williams, josh kiszka, jeremy allan white, lakeith stanfield ). i’m looking for the following plots ( friends to lovers, enemies to lovers! lets figure it out ). this plot will be for ( psl to possible group ). this plot ( will ) be chemistry based, ( will ) contain mature themes and will be ( para / headcanon ). feel free to message at (thriftshophat on chats )

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[caravelmp3]

what's your take on dad!josh?

screaming crying etc. i have so many takes and headcanons so let me organize them

first off having a baby doesn't change josh's party attitude at all. he used to having a beer in one hand while tossing the ping pong ball into red solo cups across the table but even though he’s now got a baby in one arm he still sinks shots on his brothers at their annual fourth of july bash

if he has a baby boy he DEF sings beautiful boy (darling boy) by john lennon to him as a lullaby

let's also not pretend like he wouldn't make an intermission during a show few months after the baby is born to introduce them to the fans - the baby would absolutely have the little protective noise cancelling headphones and wear a onesie that says "my dad is a rockstar" (that josh also definitely bought)

oh my god josh would go insane over all the baby halloween costumes he would come out of spirit halloween with his arms full of the most ridiculous outfits

dad!josh would also insist on beach vacations

he also gives the worlds best nicknames and terms of endearment

and he would also make a song from the baby's name/nickname to sing to them

so !!! many !!! home videos !!! josh constantly films everything on his little camera, he wants to capture every single moment so he can watch them back in years time 

i feel like he would also write a children's book for his kids based upon their interests - dinosaurs, pirates, space, etc.

OKAY I CAN'T HANDLE THIS ANYMORE I GOTTA STOP

[binarysunset17]

[gretavangroove]

pLEASE😭

[thekirbishow]

It's my 1 year anniversary on Tumblr 🥳

[supersonic-darling]

Playing with their Hair - Headcannons

Josh

Josh loves when you run your fingers through his hair

Especially when you use your nails to gently scratch his scalp

He loves it when you do it out of nowhere, like when he’s reading and you slowly move your arm around the back of his shoulders and spread your hand up the back of his head

His eyes immediately roll back if you get the right spot

Gets sleepy fast – will yawn after like 0.2 seconds of you playing with his hair

It’s the best way to get him to calm down if he’s being overly loud or energetic

Will fall sleep in your lap if you’re not careful and snuggles down like a hibernating squirrel 

Jake

Jake doesn’t really like people touching his hair, but he loves when you stroke your fingers through it

He immediately relaxes back into you when you start playing with it

Likes when you brush the strands from his face and comb them back with your nails – the pads of your fingers tracing his face really takes his mind off things

Must hold you around your waist as you play with his hair because on more than one occasion, he has almost keeled over he was so relaxed

Also likes when you wash his hair for him in the shower – he’s guaranteed to moan as you massage the suds into his scalp

Won’t ask for it but you can tell when he wants you too because he gets extra snuggly all of a sudden

Most likely to get turned on by you playing with his hair

 Sam

Sammy doesn’t mind you playing with his hair, but unlike his brothers it doesn’t make him immediately melt

He was always the one Ronnie practiced braiding on so he’s learned to carry on doing what he was doing as someone manoeuvres his head around

Likes it when you do French braids in his hair, it keeps it off of his face

Most of the time you play with it when you’re laying in bed

Flopping the shorter strands from side to side makes him laugh

You put his hair in little bunches once … he was not impressed

He’s very precious about his hair so you really have to catch him in the right mood if you want to play with it

 Danny

Weaving your finger through a perfect coil as you lay on the sofa together

You don’t so much run your fingers through his hair as just tease out little curls to play with (because he needs to stop brushing his hair out!)

Danny was shocked at first that you’d actually want to play with his hair because its just so big and wild

But once you’d pinned him down on the floor just to straddle him and feel how soft his hair was he got the message

Loves that you often both slump down in a pile, watching TV or listening to music, as you play with it

Tries not to brush his hair as often so you have more curls to play with

His hair smells great all the time – sometimes you bury your face in it as you’re stroking strands

[indigostreaking]

Soft thought about how the boys would react to hearing you snort while you laugh

Warnings: language, marijuana smoking, and alcohol consumption.

Josh:

After staying up way too late watching movies with your boyfriend, you both were at the delirious and sleepy stage of everything being hilarious. Josh took note of this and put on a show, doing everything he could to keep you laughing until you were doubled over on the verge of pain. That’s when it happened, you snorted and immediately felt so embarrassed. Josh’s eyes lit up, and he chuckled along with you, wrapping you in his arms and gently kissing your temple. “You’re absolutely perfect, you know that?” He’d ask, squeezing you a little tighter and kissing your cheek softly.

Jake:

You finished your shot, slamming the glass down on the table milliseconds before Jake did. You were at that perfect amount of tipsy that had you a bit wobbly, but just really happy. He wiped his mouth on his forearm and looked up at you through his lashes, grinning proudly. “Whaddya say to ‘nother round before letting me, Oliver fucking Reed, show you th-the life of your—I mean the time of your night—wait..” he slurred his words, trying to be flirty in his awful attempt at a British accent. You couldn’t help yourself as the laughter bubbles out of you. You quickly covered your face in embarrassment when you realized you had snorted, but Jake pulled your hands away. “That was so fucking cute..” he said with a sweet smile and flushed cheeks.

Daniel:

He squeezed your hand gently where it sat in his lap as you listened to yet another round of the Kiszka twins arguing over who knows what at this point. Sam had long since abandoned his place on the couch claiming that Rose was begging to go outside. You and Danny sat wordlessly, listening and nodding along or shaking your head depending on who was looking at you for support…until Danny muttered something sassy under his breath just loud enough for you to hear, and that sent you into a fit of laughter that had tears streaming down your cheeks. “Did you just snort?” He asked with a wide smile as he scrunched up his nose in amusement. You shook your head no and your cheeks flushed a bright red. He pulled you in close, kissing the you tenderly. “That was the cutest thing ever,” he whispered into the shell of your ear.

Sam:

You took another hit before passing the joint back to Sam. He coughed after his inhale, letting out puffs of smoke as he leaned his shoulder in to yours to continue the story he had been telling you. “Then Jake smashed the ukulele over my head!” He finished with an incredulous tone with wide eyes, as if he still couldn’t believe it happened. You sputtered with laughter, snorting before you could reel yourself back in. Sam cackled and exclaimed, “You sound like a pig!” Shock bloomed across your face, which only had him smiling wider as he giggled. He pulled you in, despite your protests, and whispered, “but like the cutest little pig on the farm.” You playfully shoved him sideways, which sent you both into another giggle fit.

[sinners-go-to-drink-the-wine]

...still gonna think about cooing over Josh after he's gotten his first tattoo. Gently kissing around the bandage, asking him if it still hurts, complimenting it and giggling over how blushy he gets, helping him clean it and replace the bandaged, squeezing his hand if he winces-