Hey Kid

Indie and selective roleplay blog for Josh from If/Then

[bravescarred]

Hey babes! It’s been a 16 day journey since I broke and finally joined the fandom that i’ve debated on being part of for a few years now. I am surprised just how small it is, but these lovely people are not small in heart. All of my followers are absolutely wonderful and great to talk to and i’m not that great at this mushy stuff but I absolutely adore you all.

So this is a giveaway, what are the prizes? I started putting together an intense harry potter giveaway but half the blogs that follow me are star wars / other so I figured i’d do something a little more broad and let you decide for yourself. On the 26th of January I will use a random generator to draw a name. There will be three winners and each one will win a 25 dollar gift card for etsy ( or if you have any other ideas and you win just let me know! ) 

You have to be following me and only reblogs count. You may reblog as may times as you like. Roleplay blogs only, please. So yeah. This is the shortest giveaway post i’ve ever done but happy hunting my dearest loves! Be kind and be safe!

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[stealyourcat]

“Not exactly an air conditioned tent I’ll admit.” He sighs, the breath just about taking everything out of him. He is still Josh, but it’s a bit harder to be the dorky person he normally is. Still, he’s trying as he forces a smile. “There’s not much else to tell without going into some fairly uh..gory details. Let’s save that for another night..when we’re not still adjusting.”

[enoughwastedtime]

She squeezed his hand. “Okay,” she agreed. “And Josh…you’re allowed to not be okay. Even if I’m not always okay, I’ve got you back, so I will be. Even more than I would have been. I’m capable of handling things, I’ll look out for myself. So if you’re that usual calm, collected man that can take anything while barely missing a beat, know that I’m not going to buy it. This’ll take time, but let me be there for you. You’ve given me more than I ever could have hoped for, a second chance and two beautiful boys that have your smile. I owe you that much. And if you can’t do it for selfish reasons, then do it for me.”

If she could help him, she wanted to. Whatever he needed. He’d crossed the world to make it home to her, it was her turn to do what she could for him. They’d gotten a start, but it would be a process, she knew. And that was fine. They’d work at it.

[stealyourcat]

Perhaps that's a small tear rolling down his face, followed by what seems to be hundreds more. It has been far too long since he has been told that it's okay not to be okay. He's not sure if he's ever been told that. It takes him a second before he opens his eyes, offering a weak smile at his wife. "You are absolutely incredible and the best thing that has ever happened to me."

[enoughwastedtime]

“Josh, you really don’t have to.” It made her sick to think about. Tells me fucking bull shit about being in some air conditioned tent, and he ends up fucking tortured. She took a breath. If he was going to do this, she wanted it to be at a time when he was feeling stronger. Give him some time to rest and recover. And selfishly give herself a chance to be ready for it too. “There’s time, okay? When you feel up to it.” For the first time it was sinking it, all those stories about soldiers with PTSD. She hoped Josh would be fine. Her cheerful, goofy, dorky, annoyingly calm and collected under pressure Josh. She’d be here for him now. But if that meant he was ready to talk…she had to listen. “If you want to do this now we can, I just…I know you’ve been through a lot. So whatever you think you want to do.”

[stealyourcat]

“Not exactly an air conditioned tent I’ll admit.” He sighs, the breath just about taking everything out of him. He is still Josh, but it’s a bit harder to be the dorky person he normally is. Still, he’s trying as he forces a smile. “There’s not much else to tell without going into some fairly uh..gory details. Let’s save that for another night..when we’re not still adjusting.”

[broadwayindies]

If you´re a Broadway/musical based rper

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[stealyourcat]

@killedbyvoldemort

“Dorcas honestly.” He’s incredibly done with the other, tone of voice conveying how incredibly done with the other he is. He sighs, crossing his arms as he leans forward. “For fucks sake just let me heal you.”

[galleryofmemesnplots]

send me a ✿ and i’ll generate a number.

If the generator is being lame, just choose something that works for the muses.

aggressive/angry kiss

all over kiss

back kiss

cheek kiss

firm kiss

shy kiss

first kiss

forehead kiss

french kiss

gentle kiss

scar kiss

hand kiss

jawline kiss

last kiss

neck kiss

rain kiss

friendly kiss

chaste kiss

stomach kiss

underwater kiss

upside down kiss

spin the bottle kiss

an eskimo kiss

butterfly kisses ( eyelash kiss )

a kiss pressed to each fingertip

a kiss on the hairline

a kiss to the temples

a kiss to the corner of the mouth

a kiss to bruised skin

a kiss on the knuckles

Hot, Steamy kiss

Forced Kiss

Nose Kiss

Gentle Peck

Romantic Kiss

Eyelid Kiss

Collarbone Kiss

Chest/Breast Kiss

Kiss Along the Hips

Navel Kiss

Goofy Kiss

Forceful Kiss

Reunion Kiss

Then there’s tongue

Bear Hug

Sleepy hug

Cuddle hug

Unreciprocated hug

“Far too long since we’ve seen each other” hug

From behind hug

“Something scared me” hug

The Lift hug

One armed hug

The Leg hug

Friendly hug

The emotional hug

Failed hug

Run and Jump hug

Romantic hug

Side hug

Comforting hug

Family hug

Hug around waist

Clinging hug

‘’Don’t let go’’ hug

‘’I thought I’d never see you again” hug

Warm hug

Awkward hug

Cold hug

[the-mad-thirteenth]

Send me “bruises?” for my muse’s reaction to yours catching them secretly tending to their wounds.

[enoughwastedtime]

She didn’t know how he’d known, but he had always been able to figure her out pretty well. At least that hadn’t changed. “Josh…” Liz hesitated for a second. First of all because she had to figure out what to say, but secondly because this was a road they couldn’t go back from. “You were taken away from me. You left, and then you were taken away. I thought you were dead. For the better part of the year, I had to readjust my entire life, help the boys try and understand something so…so incomprehensible. All the while you were apparently going through things I can’t possibly imagine. Yes, I want to know about what happened to you in that time. I feel like I want some sort of explanation, and I want to still be able to talk to you and for you to be able to talk to me about anything. That doesn’t mean I’m expecting you to tell me everything, not right now.”

[stealyourcat]

He winces, eyes closing to try and hide the pain evident in them. “And I can’t even begin to imagine what you went through.” Even when he tries he starts feeling so sick that he has to stop. “I won’t tell you everything..there’s some of it that I’d rather leave unearthed. But you deserve to know the parts that I can tell.” He gulps, squeezing her hand. “I mean..it’s about what you’d expect. A lot of uh..painful interrogation. Days without food, days without clean water. Cramped living. They worked us most days.”

[stealyourcat]

@drivenashell

He’s basically running on coffee right now. He yawns as he walks into the other, blush forming on his face. Like he wasn’t bad enough at social interaction.

“Fuck man I’m sorry.”

[enoughwastedtime]

It’s so hard to be mad at him. It really is. Fuck him for that too. “You’re out of your damn mind if you think I’m letting them take you away again, honorable discharge or not. Fuck them if you haven’t done enough for them already.” After the hell he must have gone through, and the hell she’d gone through, she wasn’t letting anybody do that to him again. “You’ve got a lot of time to make up for.” She wanted to hear about what had happened to him but she was still afraid to ask about it.

[stealyourcat]

He chuckles, sound tired and mostly devoid of humor. “I think considering they left me in a hostage camp for months gives me the right to be done with them honestly.” He smiles softly, head turning over on the pillow to properly face her. “You’re just dying to ask about the camp aren’t you?”

[enoughwastedtime]

Oh he was awkward at first, but he was adorable and kind of sweet so it probably wasn’t as bad a start as he was afraid of, at least not from anything he did. “Yeah, well, we both know I’m a neurotic mess so we’d better hope they take after you, annoyingly steady rock that you are. I should go make sure he’s actually brushing his teeth, look in on Cooper.”

[stealyourcat]

“You are not a neurotic mess. You’re beautiful and brave and strong and you never give up even when the numbers tell you not to.” He leans over to grab his wife’s hand, squeezing it tightly. “You are absolutely incredible.”

[stealyourcat]

enoughwastedtime:

She smiled faintly when she heard his chuckle. “That’s two of us, then,” she said, squeezing his hand in return. It made her immensely grateful he’d been able to look after himself well enough to keep the wounds clean on his way home. After he finished the list, she gave a nod, grateful and relieved. Even if he couldn’t be home with her right away, he was here. She squeezed her eyes shut. “You broke my heart, you know that? Twice. Second time wasn’t technically all your fault I guess but you went over there in the first place so I’m still blaming you, you asshole. And you’d better not do it again.”

His medical training is a lifesaver, not only to others but apparently to himself. He frowns softly when she speaks, his heart breaking in turn with hers. The very idea that he failed in his promise, that he’d hurt her, hurts him in return. “I’m so...so sorry. If we’re lucky I’ll get honorably discharged and we’ll finally...finally be done.”

[stealyourcat]

He stiffens up immediately the moment his wife leaves, already uncomfortable with the lack of her calming presence. When she walks through the doors he’s not entirely certain she’ll come back. An irrational fear, but one that comes from months of separation. It turns out he isn’t as hurt as he’d been afraid of. A couple stitches in his side are already in there, and he’s going to need surgery to fix his eye, They’ve stuck an IV in him to try and help with the dehydration as well. He smiles when his wife walks him, pushing himself up in his hospital bed. “Hey.”

[enoughwastedtime]

Liz walked over to him and sat in the chair by the bed, gently putting her hand over his. It was comforting to be able to touch him, have a solid feeling, a tangible connection. “I think Lucas is afraid I’m going crazy. Pretty sure he’s on his way though, either you really are back or he needs to come check on me so.” She softly ran her thumb over the back of his hand. There were so many things she could say, so many questions to ask, but she figured to start with the most immediate. “What did the doctors say?”

[stealyourcat]

He noticeably relaxes at her touch, a sensation he has sincerely missed in the past few months. He chuckles softly, head relaxing back onto the pillow. "I really hope you aren't, otherwise I've got a lot of reasoning to do with myself." He squeezes her hand, smile soft. "Basically that I'm lucky as hell. Somehow none of my wounds got infected. They've stitched them up. I need surgery for my right eye. The IV that's in right now is for dehydration. They're going to start me slowly with foods, they aren't sure what my body can handle right now."

[chaotiiics-archive]

( @stealyourcat. || starter call. )

high - pitched whistle flows from lips of the REBELLIOUS TEEN to further sell his act:

                  ❛ color me impressed. how’d you pull THAT off, huh ? ❜

[stealyourcat]

He chuckles, hands shoved into his pockets. “A large amount of money from the army.”

[stealyourcat]

How many times can I watch the bootlegs of If/Then though

[stealyourcat]

WHY IS CALLIE IN CLASS WHEN I'M HAVING SERIOUS EMOTIONS ABOUT IF/THEN