PAIRING: josh washington x fem!reader
WARNINGS: injured reader, no use of y/n
GENRE: angsty fluff
SONG INSPIRATION: mt. washington by local natives
WORD COUNT: 1.5k
REQUESTED: yes
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josh trudged through the dense underbrush, his flashlight slicing through the dim, grey shadows. every so often, he shouted out yours and his sister's names, hoping for a response, but the forest only echoed back with silence.Β
the deeper he went, the more his worry settled in. then, just as he was beginning to fear the worst, his beam caught something, a flash of fabric among the undergrowth.
he froze, heart pounding as he approached. there you were, slumped against the base of a tree, dirt smudged across your face, scratches lining your arms and legs, one ankle swollen and bruised. blood had dried along a cut on your temple, evidence of a rough fall.
panic tightened his throat as he knelt beside you, hands hovering, unsure where to touch without causing more pain.
βhey... hey, can you hear me?β his voice was a harsh whisper, trembling just enough to reveal his fear.
after a moment, you stirred, eyes fluttering open to meet his. relief washed over him as you managed a faint smile, but you winced, trying to push yourself up only to falter. βjosh... sorry, i got lost,β you mumbled, the words barely audible.
without another word, josh slipped one arm behind your back and the other beneath your knees, gently lifting you into his arms. the concern etched into his face softened just a bit as you instinctively leaned into him, adjusting his hold, trying to move without jostling you too much.
βhang on, alright? iβve got you. youβre safe with me.β his voice was quiet, reassuring, even though he couldnβt quite keep the worry from his eyes.
each step back to the lodge was slow and steady, every crunch of leaves underfoot a reminder of just how close heβd come to losing you. as he carried you through the forest, his grip tightened just a little, as if making sure that you were properly secure in his arms.
josh could feel your breath, shallow and steady, as he navigated through the forest with you cradled close. every now and then, he glanced down to make sure you were still with him, reassuring himself you were still safe. the flashlight beam danced along the narrow trail, illuminating gnarled roots and low branches, shadows stretching and shifting with each step he took. the silence felt heavy, broken only by his quiet breaths and the rustle of leaves beneath his feet.
βjosh,β you whispered weakly, drawing his gaze downward. βdid... did you find the others?β
βnot yet,β he murmured, his voice softened with the weight of his worry. βbut weβre going to keep looking. first, weβre getting you back.β
you tried to protest, a flicker of stubbornness crossing your face as you shifted, only to wince at the sharp pain in your ankle. βi can walk... i just need a minute.β
βyeah, i donβt think so,β josh replied gently, his hold on you tightening slightly, as if he was afraid youβd slip away if he let you stand on your own. βdonβt argue with me right now. just... let me do this, okay?β
you didnβt have the strength to argue back, and a sigh escaped you as you let yourself relax back into his arms. it was an odd sense of comfort, something you hadnβt expected in a moment filled with so much dread and uncertainty. despite the chill of the forest air, there was warmth where his hand rested on your shoulder, his arm steady and protective beneath you.
as you continued along the trail, the memories of the night weighed heavily between you two. his sisters disappearing into the storm, the frantic search, and the countless fears left unspoken. joshβs jaw clenched as he fought to keep himself composed, each step through the forest dragging up memories of the last time heβd felt this kind of fear, of losing someone close.
after a while, the lodge came into view, it's dark silhouette a welcome sight against the eerie quiet of the woods. the lights inside flickered softly, a beacon that felt both familiar and strange in the midst of the nightβs turmoil. josh paused at the edge of the clearing, adjusting his grip on you as he looked down, a glimmer of exhaustion etched into his expression.
βweβre almost there,β he said, his voice a low murmur. βiβm going to take you inside, and... and then weβll keep searching. the others will be okay.β
you nodded faintly, your eyelids heavy. he carried you up the last few steps, pushing open the lodge door with his shoulder, the warmth of the indoors a sharp contrast to the bitter cold outside. gently, he set you down on the couch, making sure you were comfortable before stepping back slightly, reluctant to let go entirely.
josh crouched down beside you, one hand brushing a stray leaf from your hair. his gaze softened, the intensity of his worry giving way to something quieter, almost tender. βiβll get you some water, okay? and a first aid kit.β
before you could respond, he stood and disappeared down the hall. moments later, he returned with a bottle of water and the kit, kneeling beside you as he twisted off the cap and handed the bottle over. you took a grateful sip, feeling the coolness soothe your dry throat.
he watched you drink, his eyes tracking each movement as if reassuring himself that you were alright, that youβd really made it back. βthisβll sting a little,β he said as he carefully dabbed at the cut on your forehead with antiseptic, his touch gentler than youβd expected.
you flinched slightly, more from the intensity of his focus than the sting of the antiseptic, and he immediately lightened his touch. βsorry,β he murmured, his brow furrowing as he finished cleaning the wound and taped a small bandage over it.
βthanks, josh,β you whispered, your voice barely audible.
a faint smile tugged at his lips. βyouβre not getting rid of me that easily, alright?β
a silence settled between you, the weight of the night pressing down. josh stayed close, his hand still resting on the arm of the couch beside you, his thumb brushing lightly over the fabric as if grounding himself.
βwhat... what if something happens to them?β you asked, the question slipping out before you could stop it, your voice trembling with the fear that had been building all night.
he looked down, swallowing hard. βweβll find them. weβll bring them back. all of us.β his gaze lifted, meeting yours with an intensity that seemed to anchor you.
you nodded, feeling the reassurance in his words. exhaustion tugged at you, and despite everything, your eyelids grew heavier, the warmth of the lodge and the comfort of joshβs presence slowly lulling you into a state of calm.
the vulnerability in his words sent a flutter through your chest. βiβm sorry,β you whispered, reaching out to rest your hand on his, feeling the warmth of his skin against yours.
for a moment, he stilled, his gaze shifting to your hand on his. the tension between you was thick, but neither of you pulled away. slowly, almost hesitantly, he curled his fingers around yours, his thumb tracing gentle circles on your knuckles.
βplease donβt apologise,β he murmured, his voice barely audible. βjust... promise me you wonβt scare me like that again.β
your eyes met his, and the intensity in his gaze was enough to steal your breath. βiβll do my best,β you replied softly, a small smile breaking through.
his hand lingered on yours, the touch a quiet reassurance that neither of you could ignore. when he finally let go, it felt like a certain loss that you both felt. he cleared his throat, shifting to pack away the first aid kit.
βyou need anything else?β he asked, his voice gentle. βa blanket, maybe?β
you shook your head. βno, iβm... iβm okay, now that youβre here.β
a small, almost shy smile crossed his face at your words. he moved to sit beside you, closer than before, the warmth of his shoulder brushing against yours. for a moment, he hesitated, then gently wrapped an arm around you, drawing you closer. you let your head rest against his chest, feeling the steady beat of his heart beneath your cheek, its rhythm a comforting lull.
βjosh?β you murmured, your voice soft.
βyeah?β
βthank you. for coming to find me. for... everything.β
he tilted his head down, his gaze tender as he looked at you. βiβd do it a thousand times over if it meant you were safe.β
your fingers intertwined with his, he leans down just a fraction closer. you feel his breath against your hair as his lips brushed your forehead in a gentle, lingering kiss, filled with quiet emotion and care.
you closed your eyes, wrapped in joshβs embrace, with the lodge walls shielding you from the vast, daunting forest outside, you felt a profound calm settle over you. his fingers traced gentle patterns along your hand, a silent promise woven into each soft stroke. outside, the forest remained dark and restless, but here, in his arms, you knew you were safe.Β
and for now, that was all you needed.
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PAIRING: josh washington x fem!reader
WARNINGS: reunion, no use of y/n
GENRE: angsty fluff
SONG INSPIRATION: little bit by lykke li
WORD COUNT: 1.4k
REQUESTED: yes
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the mountain had changed you.
the person you were a year ago, carefree and full of warmth, had died alongside hannah on that cold, snowy night. but instead of a clean death, youβd been forced to keep breathing, keep fighting, as the mountain swallowed you whole. the stranger had found you in the woods, broken and lost, but not beyond repair.
he patched you up, told you the truth about the wendigos, about the curse that haunted these mountains.Β
then he taught you to fight.Β
at first, you resisted. the idea of hunting those monsters, the creatures who had once been human, sickened you. but soon, survival became everything. you had no choice. so, you learned how to track them, how to trap them, how to kill them. you learned how to handle the heavy flamethrower, how to stay calm even when your heart wanted to race out of control. the wendigos were fast, stronger than anything you had ever faced, but you became stronger too. the stranger showed you where to strike, how to stay one step ahead, how to use the terrain to your advantage.Β
the first time you killed one, it shook you to your core. but over time, you grew harder. the terror became familiar, and the blood on your hands just another part of who you were now.
the scars you bore told the story of every battle. your skin was littered with themβlong, jagged ones where claws had grazed you, puckered burns from close encounters with the fire. your muscles had grown lean and tough, your reflexes sharper than theyβd ever been. the girl you once were was long gone, replaced by someone stronger, someone who could face the horrors of the mountain and live to tell the tale. but even after all that, there was one thing you hadnβt faced.
josh.
thatβs why you were here now, standing at the edge of the tree line, watching the lodge from the shadows. the firelight flickered through the windows, casting warmth over the faces of people you once called friends. they laughed, talked, acted like everything was normal. sam, chris, mikeβnone of them knew the truth about the mountain. none of them understood what they had unleashed when they pranked hannah that night. but you did.
and then, you saw him.
he stood apart from the others, staring blankly into the fire, his face gaunt and his eyes hollow. the sight of him made your chest tighten with a strange mix of longing and dread. he looked like he hadnβt slept in days, like he was carrying the weight of the world on his shoulders. youβd imagined this moment a thousand times over the past year, but nothing could have prepared you for the reality of it.Β
you didnβt mean to make a sound, but the branch snapped underfoot, loud in the quiet night.
joshβs head snapped up, his eyes locking onto yours through the dark. his brow furrowed, confusion clouding his features as he squinted into the trees. βwhoβs there?β
your heart pounded in your chest, your breath freezing in your lungs. this was it. there was no turning back now.Β
you stepped out from the shadows, your body tense with a mixture of fear and hope. βjoshβ¦β
his body went rigid, disbelief flashing across his face. βno,β he breathed, his voice barely audible. βno, youβ¦ youβre not real.β
you took a shaky breath, the words catching in your throat. βiβm real, josh. iβm right here.β
he stumbled forward, his eyes wide with shock as he closed the distance between you. his hands trembled as they reached out to touch you, as if he was afraid you would vanish into thin air. when his fingers brushed against your skin, the dam broke. josh pulled you into his arms with a desperate force, his body shaking as he clung to you like a lifeline.
βi thought you were dead,β he whispered, his voice ragged with emotion. βi thought i lost you.β
you wrapped your arms around him, feeling the warmth of his body against yours for the first time in what felt like an eternity. βi thought i lost you too.β
for a long moment, you stayed like that, holding each other in the cold. but even in his embrace, you couldnβt shake the heaviness pressing down on you. the past year had changed both of you, twisted you into different versions of the people you used to be. youβd fought monsters, bled, and survived things no one should have to survive. and heβ¦ you could see the darkness in his eyes, the madness gnawing at him from the inside.
you pulled back slightly, searching his face. βwhy are you here, josh? what are you doing?β
josh met your eyes, his face twisted with grief and anger. βthey left them. they left hannah and beth to die out there. we both know it.β
you bit your lip, the words caught in your throat. he didnβt know. he didnβt understand what had really happened to the twins. what had happened to you. he wasnβt just angry, he was drowning in his own guilt, and he was blind to the truth.
βjoshβ¦ thereβs something i need to tell you,β you said softly, stepping back, reaching for the sleeve of your jacket.
his brow furrowed in confusion, but he watched as you tug the fabric up, revealing the long, jagged scars that ran along your arm. his breath caught in his throat as his eyes moved over the raised lines of flesh, the burns and cuts that told the story of your survival.
βwhatβ¦ what is this?β his voice was barely a whisper, his fingers ghosting over the marks on your skin.
βthese are from the things that live up here, josh,β you said, your voice trembling with the weight of the truth you were about to share. βtheyβre not just legends. thereβs something on this mountain, something old, something hungry. theyβre called wendigos.β
his face paled, and he took a shaky step back. βwendigos? what are you talking about?β
you took a deep breath, gathering your courage. βhannah didnβt just die, josh. after the fallβ¦ she turned into one. iβve been hunting them with a stranger i've met here. weβve been fighting to stop them, but the wendigosβ¦ theyβre relentless. theyβre whatβs out there, in the woods. theyβre why i survived.β
josh stared at you, his eyes wide with disbelief. βnoβ¦ no, thatβs not possible. that canβt beβ¦β
βit is, josh. i know itβs hard to believe, but itβs true.β you lifted your other sleeve, revealing more scars, more proof of the battles you had fought. βthis is what happened to me while i was out there. i didnβt just survive, i fought. i killed them. iβve been living with this nightmare for the past year.β
his hands shook as he ran them through his hair, his breath coming in ragged gasps. βhannahβ¦ became one of them?β his voice cracked, the words almost too much for him to say.
you nodded, tears stinging at your eyes. βshe didnβt mean to. itβs the curse, josh. the mountainβ¦ itβs cursed. when you resort to cannibalism, you turn. thatβs what happened to her. she tried to survive, just like i did, but itβ¦ changed her.β
for a moment, he was silent, the weight of the truth crashing down on him. you watched as the pain twisted his face, as the horror of it all settled deep in his bones.
βi brought them hereβ¦ to punish them,β he whispered, his voice hollow. βbut it was never them, was it? it was the mountain.β
βitβs the wendigos,β you said softly, stepping closer and placing a hand on his arm. βbut that doesnβt mean you have to go through with this. we can stop it, josh. together.β
he looked up at you, his eyes filled with anguish. βi didnβt know. i didnβt know any of this.β
βi know,β you whispered, gently squeezing his arm. βbut now you do. and we can fix this. we can fight back. you donβt have to carry this burden alone anymore.β
for the first time in what felt like forever, joshβs body seemed to relax. the tension in his shoulders eased, and the wild look in his eyes began to fade. he didnβt have all the answers, and neither did you. but in that moment, standing together on the cursed mountain that had torn your lives apart, you knew one thing for certain.
you werenβt alone anymore.
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contents: josh washington x fem!reader, fingering, anal, && unprotected sex.
josh going at it with you from the back. being concentrated at two things at a time: your pleasure and his placements.
he first starts of with one of his didgets, prepping you hed call it. you were a moaning mess under him. "josh.. hngh!" you moaned. he'd continue, just wanting to pleasure you accordingly.
"youre doing so well, how does another one or two sound." he speaks by your ear. you desperately agree, nodding. he thinks it's the most adorable thing to see, you so needy for his touch.
he adds in two more digits, making it seem like you made it into paradise. josh and you, both knew that you weren't going to make it for much longer. so josh started pumping his fingers in and out of you.
making it so much harder to hold everything in. you feel your self clenching and throbbing from his touch. "josh-so close." you gasp before cumming undone all over his fingers.
he cleans it off, licking his fingers and then gets back to what he planned. he slowly enters you from behind and thrusts as soon as he gets fully inside. he has you slightly arch, keeping his hands on your waist to guide you through it.
he stays extremely touchy, touching you all over. from your neck to where your cunt was. "she's so good for me," he says pussy drunk.
his thrusts start to get more faster, overwhelming. he was close to bottoming out. he let's out grunts and moans "mmgh, good girl."
he manages to hold off a little longer and lightly slaps your puffy folds. wanting to feel how wet you were. he chuckles at what he gets.
"josh if you keep doing that im going to cum again!!" you mumur.
"then come sweetheart,"
he thrusts all while wanting to prioritize your pleasure first.
your moans were already getting him off and seeing the shaking mess you were was the cherry on top. as soon as the trigger went of on you and you came again josh bottoms completely out.
you twitch from the feeling of being filled by josh. he lazily thrusts getting to see all his cum oozing out from you.
before the either of you could say anything you heard the sound of mike and jessica knocking at the door.
PAIRING: josh washington x gn!reader
WARNINGS: reader has longish hair, no use of y/n
GENRE: fluff
SONG INSPIRATION: out of my league by fitz and the tantrums
WORD COUNT: 1.2k
REQUESTED: yes
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the chill in the air was biting, but you felt warm, tucked close beside josh as you both settled on a bench near the edge of the overlook. the mountain stretched out before you, blanketed in fresh snow that sparkled under the clear winter sky, while the lodge loomed in the distance behind you, cosy but full of life.
he had one arm wrapped around your shoulders, holding you against him, while his other hand gestured animatedly as he recounted some story from his childhood. you werenβt even fully paying attention to the words; you were more focused on how happy he looked, his eyes bright with laughter, the smile on his face one of the most genuine you'd ever seen.
βand then,β josh said, chuckling as he shook his head, βchris, of course, freaked out, totally bolted. weβre all yelling for him to come back, and he just kept screaming, βitβs gonna get me!β i think we all got grounded after that one.β
you laughed, imagining a younger josh and chris running through the snow, getting into trouble the way they always seemed to. βlet me guess, you were the mastermind behind it?β
βhey, i was just an innocent bystander!β he held his hands up in mock innocence, grinning when you raised a sceptical eyebrow. βokay, maybe a little bit. but who can really blame me?β
you laughed, leaning into his side, he tightens his arm around you, brushing his lips against the top of your head. for a moment, you just sat there in comfortable silence, breathing in the crisp air and listening to the quiet sounds of the mountain.
βthis is nice,β he murmured, breaking the silence, his voice soft and thoughtful.
βyeah, it really is,β you agreed, smiling as you looked out over the expanse of white and towering pines. the mountain felt serene, almost untouched, and being there with him made it even better.Β
josh glanced down at you, a mischievous gleam in his eyes. βwanna go sledding down one of these hills?β
you looked at him in mock horror. βare you serious? i donβt trust you to steer.β
he laughed, reaching over to poke your side. βcome on, whereβs your sense of adventure? besides, iβd steer us perfectlyβ¦ into the nearest snowbank.β
you shook your head, giggling as he tickled you, pulling you closer when you tried to squirm away. finally, you gave in, nodding. βalright, but only if you promise to actually avoid trees.β
βno guarantees,β he grinned, standing up and offering his hand. βBut i guess iβll try for you.β
the two of you tramped through the snow, finding an untouched hill nearby, your laughter echoing through the trees as you settled onto the sled from the lodge, holding tightly onto each other.Β
as you flew down the hill, nothing but non stop laughter was shared. you were both out of breath when you finally landed in a heap at the bottom, a mix of happy tears and snowflakes.
josh brushed snow off your face, his thumb lingering on your cheek, his gaze softening as he looked at you. βi think this was the best idea iβve had all day.β
you leaned in, pressing a quick kiss to his nose, feeling that familiar warmth spread through you. βit was perfect.β
with a soft smile, he leaned down, his lips meeting yours in a kiss that was slow and gentle, melting away the cold and wrapping you in a warmth.Β
when you finally pulled back, joshβs eyes sparkled, his grin widening. βready to go again?β
you laughed, shaking your head as you leaned into his side. βas long as youβre with me? always.β
after an hour or so outside in the snow, you decided to finally make your way back into the lodge, cheeks pink and hands cold but hearts happy. you busied yourselves in the kitchen, gathering mugs, marshmallows, and chocolate to whip up hot cocoa for everyone, while sneaking kisses and lingering touches whenever you could.Β
every few minutes, josh would tug you close, wrapping you up in his arms, pressing kisses to your forehead, making you giggle and playfully roll your eyes as he grinned down at you.
as the mugs were finally filled, you shared a look, a silent agreement that the rest of the afternoon was yours to make the most of. the two of you set off, grabbing mike and jess for a quick round of card games that spiralled into laughter and not so serious arguments.Β
josh kept one hand resting on your leg as he played. each time you leaned into him, you felt the warmth of his breath on your neck, his smile against your shoulder. it was clear to everyone around you just how smitten he was.
as the hours drifted by, the two of you wandered back outside to catch the last of the daylight, throwing snowballs and making clumsy snow angels before retreating inside, cold and ready for a warm meal.Β
in the kitchen, you all got together and prepared a big dinner. josh passed you ingredients, occasionally reaching over to tuck a stray lock of hair behind your ear, his gaze never faltering as he looked at you. between each dish, heβd pull you close, pressing a soft kiss to wherever he could reach.
when dinner was finally served, everyone gathered, voices filling the room with easy chatter. you and josh exchanged smiles across the table. he reached over to squeeze your hand under the table, his thumb brushing over your knuckles.
after the meal and another round of games, the lodge gradually grew quiet as everyone started retreating to their rooms, the warmth of the day leaving a glow in the air. the two of you slipped away to his room, where the fire crackled, casting a golden light across the space.Β
you could hear the faint murmur of conversation from down the hall, but as he pulled you into his arms everything else faded away.
pulling the blankets around you both as you settled in, limbs tangling together in a comforting embrace. his fingers combed through your hair, moving slowly, gently, before trailing down your back. you shivered, feeling the warmth of him pressed against you, the steady rhythm of his breathing calming your own.
βi know i joke around alot, but i mean it when i say you mean alot to me,β he murmured, his voice barely a whisper as he gazed at you, his hand tracing slow circles along your back..
you didnβt need words to respond; instead, you let yourself lean into him, nuzzling closer into his chest as you felt his arms tighten around you, anchoring you in the gentle quiet. the warmth of the fire filled the room, wrapped up in each other, content in a silence that needed no explanation.Β
as the minutes drifted by, his hand moved to stroke your hair, his fingers threading through in a soothing rhythm, and you felt yourself growing drowsy, his warmth and presence lulling you into a peaceful haze. with every gentle touch, you felt cherished.Β
as you lay there, eyes heavy, you felt him press a kiss to your forehead.
βi love you,β that was all it took for you to finally fall asleep.
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warnings : bondage, overstim, vocal!josh, sub!josh (may be a hot take..)
got this request, thought about that one scene where mike has josh pinned down and josh makes a little noise π«£ i just rambled here im feral for this man
imagine josh asking you to try bondage, heβs so cocky about it. tossing in his classic flirtatious comments and riling you up by talking about how pretty ropes would look against his skin. his confidence and how he speaks would make you think he takes control, but i feel like heβd enjoy letting go.. letting someone else steer him right.
the idea of giving you so much control over him has his head swimming in the best way. he doesnβt mind the slight burn when he yanks against the ropes when youβre tipping him over the edge over and over. you look so pretty on top of him, looking at him so condescendingly sweet. contrasting with the harsh movements of your thumb against his tip.
his pretty noises fill the air in the middle of his protests. he wiggles against the restraints and begs you to slow down, have pity on him. all the while his hips are bucking into your hand, and if you listen heβll plead for you to touch him again.
donβt get me started on you finally taking him into your mouth. making him cum so many times, making a mess of your hand and the sheets.. and when he finally catches his breath youβre sucking him in and his pretty, big eyes are rolling back.
sidney ,, infp, writer/reader, eighteen, adhd haver (im super slow & and i apologize for that), morally grey characters give them to me please, avid josh enthusiast
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