#rush fic

[aki-draws-things]

A little thing I've made for the febuwhump list, day 6, hypothermia. Not sure how whumpy it is but I missed whumping Joshie ~~

Lawson's busy when Josh calls the first time, so he calls stella instead.

Warning: slight hypothermia, getting worse but not showed, open ending (leading to more whump perhaps)

Wrapping himself in a towel after a warm shower that did almost nothing to send away the cold, Josh fished the phone out of a pocket of the jacket.

No text, no missed calls. Why should they be there, after all, the day had been a success, somehow. It didn’t feel like one, or perhaps it was the cold.

Blinking tiredly and shuffling to the couch he dialed Lawson’s number by memory. It took him five whole rings, and Josh had almost closed the call, except he really wanted to hear from him.

“Josh, hey. You good?”

He nodded, blinked, realized that Lawson couldn’t see him, obviously, and sighed.

“Josh?”

“Yeah, yeah… I’m good. Tired.” He curled up on the couch, shit, the shower really didn’t help. “Just wonderin’ if you could drop by, perhaps?”

Please, he thought childishly, please come here.

Lawson hesitated briefly on the line and Josh frowned.

“Shannon got caught in a bit of an accident, someone has to stay with her to check on her…” He hesitated a little more. “Are you sure you’re good?”

If I say no would you come?

“Yeah. It’s alright, I– see you tomorrow, right?”

“Is that even a question? - Lawson chuckled and Josh tried to make himself one with the couch. - Get some rest, Joshie.”

The call was closed before he could even say something back. Maybe… Maybe he should’ve lied. Say that he wasn’t feeling alright, say that he called because he needed Lawson there, with him.

Nah, lying wasn’t his strongest point, and surely not in that exact moment.

It felt weird, waking up curled on the couch and still shivering, he was pretty certain he would’ve gotten warm by then, with the shower, and the clean, warm clothes and the blanket he threw on himself. Instead he still felt cold. His hands, his feet tucked under his body, his nose even. every bit of him felt unbearably cold.

For a moment he thought of calling Lawson again, but he was busy, right? Shannon. An accident. He– She needed someone to stay with her, and he volunteered. Of course he did.

Still he picked the phone and dialed a number.

“‘osh?” Stella yawned as she answered, he barely paid attention to who he was calling, at this point he could have called anyone, even Michael if anything.

"Stell…"

"Something wrong Josh?"

She asked quietly, just like Lawson did. He could lie, but what lie would be acceptable at that hour of the morning?

"yeah…" he mumbled, still shivering slightly, his eyelids falling closed no matter how much he tried. God, he was so tired. "I don't feel good, Stell…"

He admitted. He heard her scramble through her own room, getting clothes and shoes on probably.

"are you home? Alone?"

"yeah… you don't have to come here."

He Heard her chuckle softly.

"Of course I do, you just called me Josh. Give me ten, alright?" he hummed.

"spare key in the plant. - pause, Josh blinked, breathed out slow, blinked some more. - the pot. I mean… There's a pot, with a plant. Fake. Out of the door."

Stella chuckled again.

"I got it, Josh, relax. Why are you alone?" she asked after a while. "Lawson?"

"Shannon. She's -- she got hurt, I think. Laws's staying with her."

"and you didn't tell him you weren't okay, right?"

"I'm just cold Stell. I--"

"I'm coming over."

The call closed and Josh let his phone go, slipping with a soft thud in the floor from numb fingers. He was cold, still so cold. Yet the shivers stopped. It made no sense, he had been careful, they took turns with the jackets, to avoid problems, to avoid that.

Perhaps he was catching something, not related to the mission and the walk-in freezer. He had never liked the cold, he hated it actually, getting cold so fast and so easily, and now he felt like he would freeze. And feeling cold made him emotional, made him call people, workmates, for comfort, like he was some sort of kid.

Cold. He thought again. He--he really hated it. It made him so, so tired.

Stella parked in front of the apartment and fetched the key from the plant, the most obvious hiding place ever, and yet she was glad Josh left it there. He sounded off over the phone. Confused, distracted.

"Josh?" she called, letting herself in and dropping the key in a small table together with her jacket. She heard a soft mumble from the living room, a hand waved at her from the couch and she smiled to herself.

Smile that soon disappeared when she walked closer and saw the pale face as she turned the light on. She kneeled next to him, put a hand over his cheek and Josh's eyes fluttered open.

"you're cold, freezing." he blinked, taking a moment to put her into focus before smiling weakly.

"It's not good. Josh, why didn't you say something before? I mean, before we got home." he leaned over her, over her warm hand.

"everyone's busy. Michael's angry… you were right, I didn't act as a good sergeant, didn't want to bother everyone with whining 'bout being cold." he muttered and Stella cursed softly. She wrapped the blanket tighter around him and rubbed his arm.

"it's not whining and-- Josh you're not a bad sergeant, you know that. Come on, now. We need to get you warm. Bath?"

"taken already…" he closed his eyes. "'m just tired, Stell."

"first we need to get you warm. How did you even--no, no, it doesn't matter."

Me and Michael are fine. She thought, grabbing a second blanket and draping it over him.

"karma is quite a bitch, mh?" he whispered, making Stella give a small laugh.

"it is, but hey… you're gonna be alright, heard me? You're just a little bit cold, and your favorite person is there, right?"

Josh gave her a small smile before letting his eyes close.

"Josh? No, no hey… I need you awake, Josh. Please."

Stella shook his shoulders, his head lolling to the side, his face pale and lips blue.

~~

Lawson's phone rang and rang and rang as he stirred on the couch in Shannon's house.

"yeah?" he didn't look at the id, too tired and still half asleep.

"It's Stella, Lawson. - she said over the line, her tone slow, her words calculated. - I'm at the hospital."

"what?! What happened? Are you alright?" he shot up from the couch, almost tripping over the shoes he left next to it the night before.

"I--yes. It's not me. It's Josh."

[gwaciechang]

Silver and Gold

Belated birthday fic for Daniel Bruhl, yes, the absence of a tag for him is deliberate, I don't want him to find this post or my blog. And with that out of the way, I hope you're ready for Niki/James multiple orgasms, because this got way longer than expected

Tagging @vicanth, @feralrunaway, @hope-to-hell, and @potentialproblem01

It happens because James is horny, as usual. Their flight had been delayed due to the storm, and even the most dedicated of racer enthusiasts weren't willing to walk through pouring rain at 3 in the morning. So James and Niki went to their hotel room, alone except for each other, although the erection James was sporting was probably big enough to be considered its own separate being. Niki wasn't sure, he was lying on his side, deliberately keeping his back to James. He could hear the click of the lube lid being undone, then the moist of lube being squirted on to an experienced palm, and then the wet snik snik snik of hands spreading the lube everywhere on that golden, no!

Niki presses the pillow against his ears, blocking out the noise, but not the way he was picturing James' cock. It was as if James' massive hand had reached inside his skull and pressed the image into his brain, gently palpitating it to make sure it stuck the same way he was probably, no!

James comes with a groan, and he lies so loosely against the headboard that Niki wonders if he's still got bones. Well, one fewer bone now, of a sort. Niki relaxes, just a little, which turns out to be a mistake, because James turns his head and sees the raging erection Niki was doing his best not to think about.

"I just sound that good, huh?" James' smile is audible.

"There was certainly a lot of sound," Niki tries to keep his voice even, full of his usual vitriol.

"Well, I guess it's time to make a lot of good," James says, putting his hands on Niki's shoulders to roll the sideways, until Niki's lying on the bed, his face and erection raised to the air.

"I'm not one of your girls," Niki tries for one last attempt at simply ending the night so he can sleep away his shame.

"No, you're not a girl," is all James says before he, huh.

He wiggles down until he has Niki in his mouth, and then Niki actually sees stars.

So, this was why women flocked to James Hunt. Well, he'd always known that James had a golden tongue, although he'd never felt it before.

So, this was why women flocked to James Hunt. Well, he'd always known that James had a silver tongue, although he'd never felt it before. Without his knowledge or permission, his hands fly to James's hair, whether to keep his head in place or to keep Niki from flying away, he's not sure. But James gives a pleased little hum, and when the vibration travels up to the base of Niki's balls, that's the first time he comes.

The second happens shortly after he's aware again, and he opens his eyes to see James clearly nodding off, but still holding Niki in his mouth. Furthermore, there's not crusted semen on the sheets, meaning James had swallowed every drop. Niki swallows too, but it's something different. He closes his eyes to gather himself, and that's when James starts moving again. Niki's hands tighten over James' scalp, and this time the Brit moans.

Niki squeezes his eyes shut and braces himself, trying to hold on to this moment. As soon as he comes, he knows it'll be all over. James will crow about his success, then fall on the bed and sleep, and it will be the last peaceful night that Niki has before James tells everyone. When his dick spills down James' throat, his eyes almost do the same on his own face.

James lets go of Niki with a filthy, obscene pop, and Niki looks straight up at the ceiling so he won't have to see his friend leave. That's why he doesn't realize James is trying to kiss him, until he does.

He immediately stiffens and pulls back, leaving James staring at him with a hurt expression. "Was that not good?"

Niki loses his patience. "It was the best I've ever had. You've ruined me for sex with other people," he admits, almost hissing.

James' smile could outshine the sun. "Good," is all he says before he takes Niki into his mouth again.

Jesus fucking Christ, if the racing doesn't kill Niki, then getting sucked off by James Hunt is definitely going to.

[aki-draws-things]

Little idea I'll work on during lunch, a crossover between rush and marvel. Josh left Melbourne after the terrorist attack, after going undercover and getting betrayed by his best friend. At first his trip to America was to clear his mind about what he wanted to do after, but soon enough hydra sets eyes in him and he gets recruited. Why not, he thinks, after all why not start over.

So he changes his name to Jack rollins, and leaves everything Josh was behind. For all Lawson and the team knew, Josh died.

(there's guilt creeping in Lawson's heart. First Dom, then Michael, now Josh. Grace wasn't his fault, but he was the leader. It will always be his fault. But Josh, oh Josh is his biggest regret, and he couldn't even make up for that. It takes him so much to come to term with that, and they don't even have a body to bury, a grave to visit. He's just gone and Lawson is left there to pick up the pieces.)

At one point pierce sends strike team to Melbourne. A terrorist used a stolen alien device without knowing of the origin and danger, so they sent the best team in to bring it back and avoid a bigger mess.

Jack is not overly excited, but it's a job like any other, it's been years, people surely forgot about him. (Murray hasnt been back home in even longer, jumping all over the quinjet for the whole travel, like a kid on too much sugar. Which he may even be, on too much sugar.)

When they get there they first meet tactical team, with some new members, to cover for Michael and Josh, and Lawson still in charge. Brock is not keen on accepting the help, but they need it, the and pierce told them to be nice with the locals.

Somehow Lawson still manages to recognize him, despite Jack keeps saying that no, he's mistaking him for someone else.

Still Lawson doesn't want to drop it, he pushes and pushes, following Jack around, trying to get him to stop so they can finally talk, so that Lawson can finally apologize, try to fix what happened, at least have him leave in good terms, at least to tell him how bloody glad he is that Josh isn't really dead. And perhaps he's crying, because that was his best friend, and he lost him twice already. He can't bear it.

But the mission is more important, so they work together to stop the terrorist, they retrieve the alien thing, Murray jokingly hits on Stella while his wife laughs at him because damn, he's still so bad at flirting, good thing they met when they did.

Brock tries to get jack talking, he knew he was from Melbourne, he knew he changed his name when joining hydra, but nothing else. He wants to know about this Lawson guy, about what Jack did when he lived there, he's curious, he want to know what kind of past his husband had, he's not jealous, just curious and Jack promises to explain to him, once they're back home.

But things are never easy, cause that's Melbourne, and tactical is involved and things never run smooth.

Lawson finally get Jack to stop, exasperated, he reminds him of what he said that day, that they were done, that some things simply can't be fixed, Lawson took his trust and destroy it, no matter what Lawson tries to say, how he tries to justify, how he tries to apologize.

It's then, as they have that one confrontation that they're informed of a second bomb, a bit like a dejá-vu. Being that powered by the same alien technology strike team goes first, but soon followed by tactical unit, cause that's their city. (that's their Josh.)

It's then, as Jack sends them away to try and disarm the bomb, strike team still in connection through the comm, Brock repeating over and over that he needs to be careful, that the team needs. Him and he has to come back. That damn, Brock loves him so much that he can't imagine living without him so please, for the love of everything holy come back to me Jackie.

Lawson is the one refusing to leave, and somehow nor Jack nor his team are surprised, it's the first time in years they work together so closely, that they share the same space. And maybe being that close allows them to fix unresolved business, and have talks about loyalty, Lawson reminding him how some loyalties run deeper than everything, something Jack always told Brock and strike team, now they know where he heard it first.

Loyalty runs deeper than everything, even that grudges and hate. And that's why, when the bomb goes off on them, Lawson drags him down, trying to cover him.

[divinemissdella]

Thank you for writing updates on both Rush and April’s End. Please tell me the next updates will come faster. I can’t even. I need to read more!

👋 thanks for the ask!

I’m so sorry it has taken so long to update these. Unfortunately I’ve had a touch of writers block, two Uni assignments I’m procrastinating on and a tonne of f work and real life stuff (how boring is real life…) the good news is I’m waiting on hearing back from a potential publisher. I’m also trying to work on a series of short romance stories. I promise I will get things back on track now the drought has broken.

[frostironfudge]

If you were stuck on a desert island with only two characters, which would you pick?

A Hollywood producer tells you that they want to film just one of your fics. Which fic would you want it to be?

1. from my original characters:

Lee from Rush and Nia from Tenebrous

from my non original characters:

bucky from sparkle and loki from tenebrous

2. oh god, probably a dream come true honestly. i think i would say from a commercial stand point that Rush (Tom Hiddleston) should be it since it has a mix of action, comedy and there is a romance slow burn as well. plus it would be breathtaking to watch the action scenes come to life. (although i would make sure the female lead's casting is not given away to mainstream society standardised things, i would want to see a woman of colour and i do believe a plus size actress would be amazing to see in Rush's film adaptation)

the other option is that i would love to see come to life is I Think I Met You In My Dreams Once (Bucky Barnes), it would be wonderful to see plus size representation in mainstream media and honestly i love that story so much that writing it is comforting. At its essence it is a romance but i feel the layers within it would be wonderful to see unravel.

you can find all my works here

[aki-draws-things]

Mh... Not exactly shippy, more like a vague thing, and definitely not happy ending, again... But it's Josh. I don't know how to fully give him a geppy ending. And it's Lawson, it's not easy not to break him down into pieces by taking Josh away. 💖

~~

"oh Lawson..." stella chuckled instead, he looked around, Josh's car wasn't there, he wasn't around either. Perhaps he was late. Perhaps he was inside already. "come, let me fix it."

"nah, I'll ask Bren." he heard himself mumble, he'll ask him, as soon as he found him. Something shifted in Stella's face, like it happened with Shannon.

"how about you surprise him with a perfectly tied tie? Make him believe you learned?"

Oh, he didn't think that. Josh wouldn't chuckle, he would smile, he would say "finally! You've learned!" and he would say "of course, who did you take me for?" and they'd laugh together, and stay close, leaning on each other, comforting the obvious grief going around.

Stella's hands were fast as she fixed the tie, he noticed she was actually wearing one herself, shorter, over a white shirt and a black jacket, a suit he only saw once. For Gracie.

"there, all ready." her smile was small, sad, so uncharacteristically for her. Bren was still nowhere to be found, Bren was--

[aki-draws-things]

Planning for a day of the febuwhump...

After the last episode of rush, Josh comes back to help with the second bomb, it's still his city after all.

He stands there, with Lawson, in front of the ticking bomb and Lawson's refuses to leave unless Josh leaves too.

They get a chance to talk, face to face, and Josh, more by Lawson risking his life than his actual presence, promises that once its over they'll fix everything, they'll talk and make things alright.

Except the bomb goes off, trapping them in the building. So as everyone else rushes to get them out, unable to contact any of them in any way, Lawson tries his best to keep his friend alive until they get found. (leading to more heartfelt talk, mostly Lawson... Or a last minute forgiveness...)

[aki-draws-things]

Don't make characters suffer because you're suffering (from heat. I hate heat.) don't make charact--

I want a very quick fic of Josh going down because a sudden heatwave, plus running after a suspect and Gracie at base, seeing tr2 returning and being "oh.. That's one idiot, running like that after a car during a heatwave when they could've chased in the car. Oh wait! That's my idiot!!"

And taking care of said, very flustered and warm idiot.