#joshsam

[lassie-farce]

If the writers were not cowards we’d get an episode on President Sam Seaborn and first Dude Josh Lyman but the entirety of the episode would focus on Secret Service’s efforts to keep him from accidentally killing himself via clumsiness.

At the end of the season the only ones opposing reelection would be his security guards bc how is this man still alive?!

[starship21zedna9]

I've started watching The West Wing for the first time since it aired. And I was in grade school when that show started. I always shipped Josh and Donna but Josh and Sam didn't occur to my young, foolish mind. Totally seeing it now though. And it doesn't take away from Josh and Donna. Josh has two hands etc. etc.

Also seeing some crazy tension between CJ and Toby that I definitely didn't notice when I was 8.

[gabiisfics]

I don't have much experience but I really want to make several aesthetics of Until Dawn ships, Canon and non-Canon, I think I like at least most of them, advantages of being multishipp

[sparklygraves]

just a small moment that sent off my joshsam alarm: s2 when Sam goes into a tv studio for some kind of interview & he’s friendly with the reporter & the guy asks him, “How’s Josh?” doesn’t ask about anyone else at the office, just Josh. it just gave me, “How’s your husband?” vibes.

also side note: this is Ainsley Hayes’ first episode!! I’m so stoked cuz I heard an interview with the actress on the west wing podcast & she & her character seem so cool!

[qvid-pro-qvo]

another prompt: samjosh + late nights

it’s in a sleepless haze that josh looks over at sam, and maybe for the first time, truly sees him.

he doesn’t know why now. there’s nothing particularly special about tonight. a deadline they have to meet. a bill that has to be signed. a speech that has to be written. there’s been plenty of nights like these, where the caffeine has long since gone cold and the hours wind on and on. they don’t seem to be any closer to their goal than they were five hours ago, but there’s a comfort here anyway, because while there’s nothing special about tonight, there’s something special about sam.

maybe it’s the light, the new LEDs really playing tricks on josh’s eyes. maybe it’s the fifth (sixth, seventh) cup of coffee. but there’s something there that josh hasn’t seen before.

because an hour ago sam’s laptop died, and yet the guy hasn’t stopped writing. he takes out a pen and paper and keeps at it. surely his hand should be cramping by now, but with each stroke he seems more determined, more incensed, more…. sam.

his hair’s loosened from its careful styling. josh’s fingers twitch. right there. that’s where he’d kiss him, if he could.

weird thoughts. but all centered around him.

sam.

sam. sam, sam, sam.

“hmm?”

the veneer shatters. sam looks up, looks at him, and josh realizes his thoughts have been spoken aloud. and as sam looks at him, josh can’t help but look right back, frozen, pen between his lips.

“wha’sat?”

“you…” sam blinks. confused. eyes bleary. he’s been broken from something sacred, and josh curses himself for doing that to him. “you said…”

“right. i was just -“

“right.”

the two of them sit there, in the glare of new LEDs, in a kitchen that in two hours will have breakfast on display, and stare at each other.

see each other.

“we should really go to bed,” josh finally murmurs. “i - i gotta call holihan in the morning.”

“it is the morning,” sam replies, and there’s a quirk to his lips that makes josh laugh.

“right,” he says again.

neither of them bother moving. josh looks, and sees sam, and he thinks, with that little smile, sam sees him, too.

“sam?” he says. their eyes are already meeting, but there’s a sharpness to that gaze that wasn’t there before. “i’m - i’m really glad you came to new hampshire.”

and sam grins. which josh wishes he never had to stop seeing.

“me, too, josh. me, too.”

[lassie-farce]

Me writing fanfic

Do you ever write a sentence and then realize “Nah, that’s too self aware for you” and backspace a bunch of times.

[lassie-farce]

Watching Sam and Josh trying to start a fire in a fireplace only to discover it’s been welded shut for over a century (S2E11) makes me wish there was a camping episode where these 2 try to survive a day in the woods

[the-hipster-nugget]

Saw a text post saying this was them and I wholeheartedly agree. JoshSam for life have I mad made it clear how much I love them yet

[lassie-farce]

of course. everything in the name of research. gotta be prepared for anything. just in case the south Indian business treaty requires them to know where exactly lie the dimples on the deputy communications director’s back, or that the deputy chief of staff’s breath hitches as small bites and kisses are placed at the nape of his neck.

ya know. research.

Do you wonder if the Deputy Chief of Staff and Deputy Communications Director ever explored each other's bodies

[sparklygraves]

[qvid-pro-qvo]

sam is a senior advisor to the president. he is deputy communications director. and at some point, he's gonna run for president (says the president, of course - sam's not quite sure if he believes him yet). he's a speechwriter, and a lawyer, and a major political player in the democratic party. he works with some of the best minds in the damn business, and keeps up with them.

but tonight, he's doing nothing of the sort. tonight, his brain is static.

they're in black tie. he's in a tuxedo. or he was. now his tie is off, thrown to a corner of josh's office, and josh's hands are on his lapels. the room is dark, and so are josh's eyes, and they're both breathing heavy against each other's mouths.

static. static buzzes in his ears, trickles down his spine. his hands are on josh's wrists, because he just can't believe what he's feeling.

he was a speechwriter, earlier. a few hours ago, the president said words that he had written down. he has no recollection of this, however, because right now all he can think about is the fact that josh lyman just kissed him when he came to see him in his office and has half a mind to kiss him again.

"i'm... guessing you liked the speech," sam says. his voice is hoarse.

"yeah, the speech," josh murmurs. swallowing. his brow furrows as he says it.

sam reaches up with one hand. smooths the furrow, because he can do that now. he's always thought about it, a press of his thumb right over the stress lines, hand moving over his forehead and cheek and cupping his jaw.

he feels the grip on his jacket tighten at the motion. he squeezes josh's wrist with the hand that's still there before both hands settle on josh's chest.

sam breathes, in and out, a little ragged. "josh -"

josh kisses him again. mouth on his own. hot and heated. sam's head hits the doorframe, and josh's body presses against his. when he pulls back, their foreheads touch. sam blinks a few times, wonders if his tie is going to be the only thing on this floor.

"i like you, sam," josh murmurs, mouth falling open a little as he works his jaw. he seems just as shocked with this new revelation, and his brow furrows again. "the words you write are just a bonus."

[i-find-the-beauty-in-chaos]

I think that this is love, but it feels just like helplessness

[tcnysncrk]

What if I was just in a really silly goofy mood and wrote west wing fanfiction maybe an au since I don’t want to look at politics that much or maybe not an au and just full send

[thebreakfastgenie]

Petere Krause and Rob Lowe both playing fire chiefs in the same cinematic universe is unnerving. Aaron Sorkin is haunting the narrative somehow.

[ratboi463]

Some josh x Sam fanart sjrjejrjkejr from a head canon from this post: https://saimotass.tumblr.com/post/130839598164/joshsam-headcanons riefnekke

[lassie-farce]

Yessss

That’s what I’m talking about!

Okay. Sam and Josh are gay right. Like I know they’re not I know Josh ends up with Donna but. Sam screaming “I’m here” while they wheel Josh into surgery?????? Gay as hell. “You came to New Hampshire and you got me”???? Gay as hell.