ᴡʜᴏ ɪꜱ ɪɴ 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐋?

life's a game where you don't know the rules and some people forget that they're playing.

[recklessbarbieklaus]

friendly reminder that even if i take ages to reply, i still want to roleplay with you

[joshxwcshington]

wistcrias‌:

        “ Ready, little bro? ” She’s beanie-bare, but it’s in her hands, both of them twisting beneath it in a HIDDEN show of anxiety. She’d never met Josh’s doctor before, but she’d heard he was… quite the character. Why, suddenly, he wanted a session with both of them in the same room was… kind of freaking her out a little. But she didn’t need to let any of that show on her face. Beth had to be STRONG, for her brother. That way he’d know there was nothing to worry about.

“ Hey, you wanna get slushies on the way back? Get mom to yell at us about getting sick? ” It’s no tradition; they’ve never done this before, but she remembers being young, and sticking their candy-colored tongues out at each-other like a bunch of gremlins.

&. @joshxwcshington LIKED.

     “ totally. “  he doesn’t have to SMIRK to know its a lie.  beth’s always known him, better than anyone.  better than their parents.  better than dr. hill.  that’s probably why this session’s happening.  he’s pretty sure the old dude can READ minds.  he’s known all of josh’s secrets before he even OPENED his mouth.   he hated it.  “ i was born ready.  i’m josh fucking washington. “  his ron swanson impression needs work, but it’s better than telling the truth.  truth is, he’s nervous.  judging by the way her hands are twisting the HELL out of her beanie,  she feels the same.  this is a familiar song and dance, at least for him.  melt down, go to therapy, take medication, repeat.  it’s not the first, it won’t be the last.  it’s just FUCKED that now his sister is being dragged into things.  

  he pauses, as if he has to think about it.  “ fuck yeah. “  his smile is genuine this time.  whenever the washingtons had gone on family trips, usually on the weekends when they were little — when bob had still had time, the gas station near their house had always had slushies in the back.  he’d always gotten the red ones.  he couldn’t remember the last time they’d gone down there.  “ ... but you’re PAYING. “

[flirtsuke]

Halloween/Fall Starters

[joshxwcshington]

flirt-suke‌:

-“Did you cut yourself carving the pumpkin? Let me see it.” -“Stay still I’m almost done with your costume.” -“What do you say if we take the kids early and have some treats of our own tonight?” -“Is there some pumpkin type of flavor or cooking thing you want me to make?” -“That costume you’re wearing is super sexy.” -“It’s warmer under the blanket cave I’ve made.” -“Hold my hand before we go in.” -“You shouldn’t go out there!” -“Stay here with me until the sun comes up?” -“The colors this year on the trees are beautiful and vibrant.” -“Is this fresh made cider?” -“If you bob for one apple and get it on the first try I’ll give you a kiss.” -“I prefer you without the costume on.” -“I’m not going as that. Nothing you say or do will convince me otherwise.” -“I cant even see your head hardly, you’re buried in a mountain of an oversized sweater.” -“You got a little too into this holiday didn’t you?” -“I’m not going in a graveyard.” -“It’s surprisingly warm out today for being autumn.” -“Don’t scare me please.” -“(insert other muse’s name) I know you’re in the closet.” -“Please take a jacket on our walk or stand near me.” -“This is super good can I get the recipe?” -“Are we doing this? I mean really doing this? Because I hate haunted houses.” -“OK but if someone pops out at me and I punch them its not my fault.” -“I can help you with decorations if you’d like?” -“Why are you so hell bent on giving me a good scare?” -“Stop putting the blanket on and going boo.” -“Did you see a creepy figure in the yard?” -“A bonfire in the late fall is super nice.” -“Lets go out of sync with tradition and make something non pumpkin related to eat please.” -“What should be go as?” -“We’re a little too old to go trick or treating.” -“Why did you give the pumpkin such a stupid face?” -“You’re a little too obsessed with Halloween.” -“Gory movie marathon. You, me, and my couch. Right now.” -“Lets go to a costume party.” -“You’re going to win the contest for sure.”

(feel free to add more)

[joshxwcshington]

ᴛᴀɢ ᴅʀᴏᴩ

[joshxwcshington]

                           && my 𝐃𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐌𝐒 are just some ꜰʀᴀɢɪʟᴇ things                         that people 𝐖𝐈𝐒𝐇  &&  i don’t think they’ll ᴄᴀʀᴇ in my wake                       ‘cause I’ve been 𝑭𝑨𝑳𝑳𝑰𝑵𝑮  for days — to the sea, to the ˢᴱᴬ.                              tried to 𝐁𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐄 but I’ve been ᵈʳᵒʷⁿⁱⁿᵍ in waves                           of jealously and 𝑨𝑵𝒀𝑶𝑵𝑬 could see that I’m lost.                                 through the seas I’ve been 𝕋𝕆𝕊𝕊𝔼𝔻.                                           && I’m not free, I’m not 𝑭𝑹𝑬𝑬

                     𝐬𝐞𝐦𝐢-𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐣𝐨𝐬𝐡 𝐰𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐭𝐨𝐧 𝐦𝐮𝐬𝐞                               from the 𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐥 𝐝𝐚𝐰𝐧 fandom

[joshxwcshington]

             guess who’s BACK.

[joshxwcshington]

me: cries about how pure josh washington is also me: cries bc he’ll never get a happy ending

[decepticun]

[joshxwcshington]

decepticun:

slipping away into the sea by (jmalroonie)

[joshxwcshington]

“OK but if someone pops out at me and I punch them its not my fault.”

          “the police might disagree with you, buddy. ASSAULT charges are a bitch.” josh commented with a laugh, thumbing through the stills from the website of the haunted house they were heading to that night. it looked AWESOME, and the added bonus was that you signed waivers on the way in that meant that – well, basically ANYTHING could happen to you. that, unfortunately, josh might have FORGOTTEN to mention to his friend. oops. “c’mon, man, buck up – ashley’s NEVER going to go for you if she sees what a wimp you are. you’ve got this; put on your big boy pants and let’s  G O ! “

[joshxwcshington]

ofdiligence:

Loving him proved to be exhausting. She could tell that he wasn’t happy with her proposal. And of course, Sam pushed off her goal of professing her feelings for him. Instead, she brought Josh over to her bed and motioned for him to sit down. “ I’ll make some hot cocoa, okay? You can choose a movie, if you want? ” The words came out  sadder than she had intended, but Sam hoped he hadn’t noticed her change in disposition. After all, she knew he probably didn’t want to go home.

          while josh could be obtuse { often even SELF-INVOLVED to the point where others simply faded away in the dregs of his mind } he wasn’t completely clueless. something was OFF about sam, and it UNSETTLED him in ways he was having trouble putting into words.” alright,” he replied slowly, syllables dragging as if he was sounding out the words for the first time, “i’ll make it good.” while the smile he offered wasn’t perfect, he was T RY I N G  and he had to hope that she’d see that. it was SAM. of course she would. she was the ONLY person who really SAW him most days. “kill bill -- the first one, not the sequel.”

[joshxwcshington]

spiraree:

      “ calm  down  ,    man  —- ”      he  says,  chocolate  hues  rolling  in  their  sockets.    “ no  one  needs  to  go  to  jail,  alright ?   here. ”        hand  containing  the  wallet  claps  loudly  against  the  other  and  it  disappears.    “ CHECK  YOUR  POCKET , ”    he  suggests,  mildly.    there’s  a  calm  confidence  about  him  given  by  the  fact  that  already  he  can  see  that  the  guy’s  left  pocket  on  his  pants  looks  a  little  ‘ fuller ’  than  it  had  a  minute  ago.

             true to his word, there it is. right there, in his pocket, like it had never BEEN gone. except he knew that it HAD. “fuckin’ eh, man.” he commented with an amused grin, shaking his head as he phished his wallet out of his pocket. “slight of hand -- nice.” while josh wasn’t well versed in MAGIC himself, he could appreciate the  T H E A T R I C AL I T Y of it all. he was a cinefile after all. 

[flirtsuke]

Halloween/Fall Starters

-“Did you cut yourself carving the pumpkin? Let me see it.” -“Stay still I’m almost done with your costume.” -“What do you say if we take the kids early and have some treats of our own tonight?” -“Is there some pumpkin type of flavor or cooking thing you want me to make?” -“That costume you’re wearing is super sexy.” -“It’s warmer under the blanket cave I’ve made.” -“Hold my hand before we go in.” -“You shouldn’t go out there!” -“Stay here with me until the sun comes up?” -“The colors this year on the trees are beautiful and vibrant.” -“Is this fresh made cider?” -“If you bob for one apple and get it on the first try I’ll give you a kiss.” -“I prefer you without the costume on.” -“I’m not going as that. Nothing you say or do will convince me otherwise.” -“I cant even see your head hardly, you’re buried in a mountain of an oversized sweater.” -“You got a little too into this holiday didn’t you?” -“I’m not going in a graveyard.” -“It’s surprisingly warm out today for being autumn.” -“Don’t scare me please.” -“(insert other muse’s name) I know you’re in the closet.” -“Please take a jacket on our walk or stand near me.” -“This is super good can I get the recipe?” -“Are we doing this? I mean really doing this? Because I hate haunted houses.” -“OK but if someone pops out at me and I punch them its not my fault.” -“I can help you with decorations if you’d like?” -“Why are you so hell bent on giving me a good scare?” -“Stop putting the blanket on and going boo.” -“Did you see a creepy figure in the yard?” -“A bonfire in the late fall is super nice.” -“Lets go out of sync with tradition and make something non pumpkin related to eat please.” -“What should be go as?” -“We’re a little too old to go trick or treating.” -“Why did you give the pumpkin such a stupid face?” -“You’re a little too obsessed with Halloween.” -“Gory movie marathon. You, me, and my couch. Right now.” -“Lets go to a costume party.” -“You’re going to win the contest for sure.”

(feel free to add more)

[joshxwcshington]

guess who’s gonna stay up all night and play through until dawn again

[joshxwcshington]

☯

☯: what my muse says to yours after they haven’t spoken for five hours since a fight

               giving someone the silent treatment is AWKWARD ; made even more-so when you’re stuck in a car beside them. it’s proven even more awkward when the stereo starts skipping and you’re left with only the sounds of the open road and the SILENCE to keep you company. it’s been a little over five hours since the last words were uttered between the two of them and the silence is starting to get overwhelming. 

josh isn’t good with silence. he’s a talkative guy. one could argue that he never SHUTS UP even when he should – which, one could argue, is what got them into this mess in the first place – and staying silent is proving to be one of the most difficult things he’s ever had to do but he’s also stubborn… hence the silence. however, now that it’s starting to get dark, he can’t help but pipe up. 

          “we should probably pull over. switch drivers, so you can get some sleep.”

jess barely looks at him, simply takes the next left as instructed by the written directions on the napkin spread out across her lap { their GPS died a few miles back, thankfully the rest stop had patrons who were willing to give them directions } and stays quiet. he sighs, a hand running through his hair as his jaw sets. apologizing is not his strong suit. 

“look, i’m sorry about what i said. you’re – you aren’t my last resort, and i wouldn’t rather be out here with one of the guys.” even as he says it, he knows that he was in the wrong. he’d been angry about so many little things, things that seemed so insignificant now, and he’d aimed his words like barbs with the sole purpose of digging under her skin to hurt. “i’m glad you’re here. i’d still be stranded three counties over if you weren’t.”  and that was the truth. he’d been lashing out as he struggled with a flat tire, deflecting all of her attempts to help because { like an asshole } he’d expected that she wouldn’t be able to do it. surprise was on him – she’d gotten it done in 2 minutes flat and leveled him with a lecture on being a ‘condescending misogynistic asshole’ that had left him stunned. for five hours. “i’m a fucking idiot. i mean, you know that, you tell me that on a daily basis.” he shot her a weak smile, praying that he’d get one in return and practically beaming when he did. score. “you’re, ah, you’re INCREDIBLE, jess. i mean, you already know that, and you’re smart as hell, and i shouldn’t have acted like you weren’t just ‘cuz you’re a girl.”

and for a moment he fully expects her to tell him to fuck off, that she regretted even getting in the car with him, and he waits on baited breath for her to say SOMETHING – anything, to clear the air between them. when she finally does, he can’t help but laugh… he might have hurt her, and he’ll have to make it up to her tenfold over the duration of their cross-country trip, but they’re not doomed. 

“underestimate me again, washington, and i’ll chop your balls off.”

[joshxwcshington]

☔: my muses reaction to opening their front door and seeing yours drenched in rain

           it was pouring outside. josh knew this because his morning run had been interrupted by it earlier. he’d nearly slipped in the entry way, shoes squelching against the marble as he’d grabbed the edge of the banister to keep from ending up on his ass. when he’d settled down on the couch in his pjs and a half dozen episodes of AMERICAN HORROR STORY, he hadn’t expected to be disturbed.

yet there was his best friend, standing on his porch, drenched from head to toe with what looked like it might have been a stack of comic books tucked inside of his jacket. they were soggy and pretty rumpled, much like the demeanor of his best friend, but josh couldn’t help but smile at the effort. he’d been home sick from school for over a week and had barely left the house so it was NICE to see a familiar face. 

             “you’re looking a little soggy, cochise.” he drawled, opening the door so that chris could come in. “all this for little old me, i’m, ah, i’m TOUCHED.” and despite the joking manner, he was. he’d admittedly been dodging texts and emails all week, not in the headspace to talk to anyone, but seeing him in person WAS brightening his spirits. huh. maybe his mom had been right after all. people keep you grounded. 

[ofdiligence-a-blog]

It’s funny, Samantha’s father had always described his love for her mother. It sounded so perfect, so devoted. Loving Josh felt… different. He was so cold to touch, and her name seemed to roll off his tongue in an uncaring manner. “ I don’t want to lose you. ” The warmth her father had described, was no longer evident between the two young adults. “ Do you want to stay the night? ”

[joshxwcshington]

            sometimes he hated the disconnect. how his mind would be SCREAMING at him to do one thing, but his body wanted to do the opposite. sam was hugging him, reaching out to him, and he just wasn’t reciprocating the way he wanted to. it was FRUSTRATING. he was sure it had to be even more so for her. “sure.” he replied after a moments pause, mustering up what he hoped was a convincing smile. it wasn’t. “sounds like a plan, stan.”

[joshxwcshington]

✖ ( doesn't matter who is who to me lmao )

✖: the last thing my muse says to yours before leaving for good

                “i told you not to come.” the cool metal of the phone feels ODD against his neck and he moves it away -- only keeping it just close enough to hear her. he could probably read her lips through the glass { ruby red, slightly chapped from the cold } but that would require more effort than he’s up to. even though they’ve got him on better meds, meds that make him feel more real than shell of a person, he’s still not at 100%. he never will be. 

she doesn’t say anything at first. at first he thought she was crying, but she’s not -- her jaw is just set, lips trembling slightly, but her eyes are dry. good, is the first thought that springs to mind, she shouldn’t be crying over me. 

“i told you i wasn’t going to listen.” she says, as stubborn as always, “i wanted to see you.” and before he can reply that she shouldn’t, she’s adding -- “i always want to see you. i’m surprised you let me.”

he’s not surprised that she’s surprised. it’s been 18 months, 4 weeks, and 6 days since they locked him up. 18 months, 5 weeks, and 2 days since they found him GUILTY and sentenced him to prison. while his parents sobbed and clutched at each other as they escorted him out of the court room, he hadn’t resisted. two of his friends were DEAD because of a prank he planned. hell, they ALL would have died if mike and sam hadn’t managed to get everyone out of the house. {  he tried not to think about jessica, dried blood caking her beautiful blonde hair, sobbing as she described finding matt and emily’s bodies down in the mines. she’d been the one to find them. she got herself out... they hadn’t been so lucky }. no, he couldn’t help but think that he deserved exactly what he got. mandatory minimum. 

“you wouldn’t stop coming.” he finally replies, realizing too late that he’s been quiet for too long. TRAPPED in his own head. { it happens a lot } “i had to get you to stop.” 

he watches the realization wash over her face. anger, sadness, relief -- it’s all there, and it’s not a surprise to him. as much as she cares, as much as she wants to be there for him, he knows that she has to feel it -- the RESENTMENT, the anger, the HATE that comes with knowing that he was responsible for the deaths of two of their friends. he doesn’t blame her. he feels it too. she opens her mouth to speak out but he’s already put the phone down, a distant look on his face as he shakes his head and stands. 

he’d mouth i’m sorry before walking away, but it wouldn’t change anything.i’m sorry won’t bring their friends back.i’m sorry won’t remove the bags under her eyes, or the slump in her shoulders.i’m sorry won’t change their fates.

at least this way, maybe he can give her a REPRIEVE.an out. an excuse to move on with her life.she deserves it. she deserves everything.