#save me josh hutcherson

[terminallyapologetic]

I dont have good at maths autism but I do have fixate on 31 year old man autism

[dancingdaffodils08]

Are you kidding me??

He has a usual ice cream order…

One chance please, I just want to have a simple life with him, I can make him happy istg I can.

[josephine-futturwoman]

Couldn’t even edge to this, I exploded immediately!!! Clean up on aisle MY PANTS🤣🤣🤣🤣💦💦💦

[sleepyhutcherson]

i wish clapton davis was real :( i just want to play roblox with him so i can forget about horrible people in my life for just a second ( > < )

[stop-talking]

Anyone else impressed with the accuracy of young Derek Danforth in the family portrait? Looks just like baby Josh!!

I'm re-watching the scenes with Derek over and over save me

[coriolantha]

i do love tom holland and andrew garfield, but, i feel like josh hutcherson would've been the perfect cute/nerdy spiderman. i mean. imagine him saving you?? i would pass OUT.

[sameschmidtdiffname]

And for my next trick, I am going to make regrettable financial decisions (buying an American flag with Josh Hutcherson on it)

[joshhutchersonseggsalad]

"I miss futturman" I think aloud alone in my room as if josh futturman was a real person I was friends with and not a fuckin silly fictional character I think about way too much😭💔

[caminterrupted]

I'm afraid jhutch fanfic writers need to cook some stuff for Clapton cause us Clapton Davis stans are STARVING besties tgis is a a serious requedt plwase

[realbeefman]

“josh hutcherson accidentally becomes a time-traveling war criminal and is adopted into the polycule by two pseudoincestuous freaks who raised each other in the sewers” sounds too perfect a premise to be a real tv show but they literally made 3 entire seasons of futureman

[wings0fruin]

DO YOU SEE WHAT I SEE TELL ME I'M NOT CRAZY PLEASE

[terminallyapologetic]

I have got NO ENERGY RN I am a SLEEPY BOY atm

[starberrizsillycontentz]

i love josh hutcherson but every time i see the chair scene from future man i feel like ive been flashbanged. i dislike you, josh futterman.

[malfunctions1]

*cough* @ask-jhutchverse *cough*

this is so mike coded :3

put those big brown eyes away dude now is NOT the time

[goobersnoobert]

Josh Hutcherson fans scare me so badly y'all need to calm tf down 😭 I noted ONE Josh Hutcherson post and now there's bunch of posts on my fyp of people talking abt how they want him to bang them till they see stars and there's whole ass smut fanfics please save me!!

[reiderwriter]

May I please request a fic where Spencer finds out about the new female team member’s love for gaming by seeing her play her Nintendo Switch on the jet? Bonus if he sees her struggling to beat something like Five Nights At Freddy’s or Catherine Full Body and he helps her out much to her shock

A/N: Thanks for requesting! I'm not much of a gamer myself, so it took a while to figure out what I should write. I went with FNAF because I’ve literally been held hostage by that Josh Hutcherson Whistle tiktok for the last seven days, so I hope you enjoy!!

Warnings: mild spoilers for FNAF 4 Night 8, fluff.

“What is that?” Spencer asked casually, glancing over at the screen from his seat on the jet.

For some reason, despite facing monsters in real life, you'd been addicted to horror games in your downtime. Apparently, it was better for you if the crazy murderers were actually sentient animatronics possessed by the ghost of murdered children.

“It's a Nintendo Switch. It's a video game.” You replied without looking at him, heart racing from the pressure of the level.

“Like pacman?”

“Yes, Spencer, like pacman.” You sighed in frustration, trying to avoid running into the animatronics running around the building your character was supposed to be guarding.

“Then why is the screen black,” he said, just as Mad Freddy snuck up on you in the game and you lost the level. You sighed, head falling back in defeat.

You'd been stuck on night 8 of FNAF 4 for at least a week now, but who could blame you? You had to play completely in the dark, and you were dealing with some of the worst animatronics, too.

You'd been so happy to discover 20202020 mode, and you'd passed night 7 easy enough and they were honestly pretty similar, but one week into consistently playing it in all of your downtime, and you were seconds away from sacrificing your switch to the animatronic gods.

“It's supposed to make it more challenging. I think it's just impossible.” You threw the switch down, making sure all your progress (or lack of it) was saved.

“Can I try?” Spencer curiously asked from beside you, smiling at the soft pout on your face.

“Are you sure? It's not exactly your style…?”

“Humor me.”

You passed him the switch, showed him the controls, and snuggled back against your seat, eager to catch some sleep now suddenly. You had just closed a long case, and you may as well try to sleep now before the pile of paperwork made that impossible.

If it was easy to fall asleep, it was impossible to drag yourself from sleep.

You'd felt the familiar movements of the jet jostle you side to side, but you also felt a warmth next to your body that was too comfortable to convince you to even crack an eye open.

After a week on the case, plus a week trying to solve the game level, you really hadn't slept soundly in some time.

So when someone shook your shoulders, you simply ignored the motion again and cuddled closer to the arm and chest you'd wrapped yourself around.

Until you realised that the arm and chest had to belong to a person. And the only person that could be was Spencer Reid.

“It's okay, I'll wake her up, you guys go ahead.” You heard him say, with a few muffled voices agreeing.

You decided to just play dead as you heard the shuffling sounds of the rest of the team climbing off the jet. At which point you just happened to stretch yourself naturally out of your peaceful sleep.

“Spencer?” You yawned, trying to sound confused. “Did we arrive?”

You disentangled yourself from his body, realising that in facing him, your faces had hovered centimetres apart from one another. His breathing was calm, but you could feel his heart beating hard as you pulled away from him, mind racing at the not so innocent touches he traced down your skin as he let you go.

“Yeah, the team got off already. We should probably head out, too, before the cabin crew comes through to reset.”

You stood yourself up and grabbed your things, including your switch, now packed carefully into its carry case.

“So, you gave up as well, huh?” You laughed at the obvious sign of Spencer's white flag.

“What do you mean?” He said, grabbing his own bags now he was free from your grasp.

“The game? It was hard, right?” You smiled at him as he collected himself and turned back to you, pausing slightly.

“I finished the game.”

“What?” You whirled around on him, voice breaking through your lips before you could control it.

“I finished the game. I was just watching the credits when you… made yourself comfortable.”

You felt embarrassment spread through your body but pushed it down to make space for the sheer disbelief that known technophobe Spencer Reid had completed the video game you'd been struggling with for the past week.

“How?” was the only word that would leave your mouth as you froze in the aisle.

“There was a pattern to it. I realised if I went between the left door, the bed, and the right door, the fox thing-”

“Nightmare Foxy.”

“Right, Nightmare Foxy wouldn't come out of the closet. And then the others wouldn't pop up until 4am, and after that, it was pretty easy to get through.”

“Oh my god.” You stood in awe, blocking the aisle and forcing Spencer to stop next to you as well.

“You have to show me how. Please, Spencer, I need to see it.”

You hadn't realised your hand had crept up to grab his sleeve, pushing closer to him slightly.

“Are you free this weekend?” He whispered back at you as you realised that the space between you was miniscule. You could only nod your confirmation enthusiastically.

“Then it's a date.” He whispered again, pushing past you and letting himself off the jet.