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gretnavannfleet · 8 months

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Please recommend some sort Danny fics I’m so in love with him 😭

A Thoughtful Gift - Danny Wagner

a/n: this idea entirely comes from @/gretavankai on instagram. they posted some really sweet “don’t imagine’s” with the guys and this was apart of danny’s and i really really loved it 🥺

The time had come. Greta Van Fleet were going back on tour for a long four months. You knew this was a part of dating Danny, but you are so in love with him, the time apart is worth it. You were so proud of him, for how far he’s come and how much he has accomplished.

It wasn’t easy to admit, though, you hated it. Sure, you were happy for him to do what he loves, but you desperately wished you could travel with him. But between work and your last semester of school, it wasn’t possible.

Danny was well aware of your feelings towards having a semi long-distance relationship, and he knew how difficult it was for you sometimes. You loved falling asleep in his arms, beside him, feeling his warmth, enjoying his comfort, and especially his scent.

You often slept in t-shirts of his to help combat this, but overall, it wasn’t the greatest. So when Danny was preparing for tour, he did something new.

The night before they were supposed to leave for Italy, the first stop on their four-month leg of tour, you and Danny were cuddling in bed, soaking in the last hours that you were going to be together.

“I uh, I got you something, honey,” Danny says softly, sitting up and leaving you confused. He shuffles around in his closet for a moment before pulling out a familiar, and immediately recognizable Build-a-Bear box.

“I know…things aren’t easy for you when I leave, so I wanted to get you something to remember me by,” Danny tells you, almost nervously. You take the box and open it, pulling out a stuffed black bear.

It was dressed in a plain grey hoodie and a pair of black jeans, with “converse” shoes to complete the look.

“Danny…” your voice tapers off as you examine the gift. Danny’s eyes just remain on you, a bright smile on his lips.

“Oh, and there’s a couple more things,” he reaches into the box, pulling out a couple more t-shirts for it. “Obviously, you don’t have to change it, hell you don’t even have to keep the clothes on it at all, but I found a few that were cute.”

“This is so sweet. Is it a black bear?” You finally notice. Danny chuckles and rubs his hands together.

“I remember when you moved to Tennessee with me, you left behind the stuffed black bear I bought you on our first date, to the zoo. And I know you said how much you miss it and hate yourself for forgetting it because it was so special. So I found this and figured it’d be a lot more special. Oh! And I’m forgetting the best parts.”

“There’s more?” Danny laughs and once again reaches into the bag, holding a small bottle of his favorite, and your favorite, cologne of his.

“This is so that it smells like me, so that when you fall asleep next to it, you can have the comfort of my cologne that you love,” he explains. “I already sprayed it, but I figured over the next few months, it would lessen some, so now, you’ll have the chance to keep the scent there rather than it fading away.”

“Danny, I can’t-”

“And!” He cuts you off, “To save the best thing for last, press its paw.” You give him a weird look but he just urges you to do so.

“I love you, angel,” the voice box in the hand speaks, Danny’s voice instantly recognizable. Tears form in your eyes and within seconds, they are falling down your cheeks. You gaze up at him and see that he has a sweet grin on his face and an adoring look in his eyes.

“I can’t be here with you for the next four months, but this bear can. Whenever you miss me, cuddle up with the bear, inhale the cologne scent, and press its hand to hear my voice. It’s the next best thing, and I hope that it’s-” You cut him off with a kiss, cupping his cheek to hold him close.

He wraps his arms around you and lays you both on your sides, the bear forgotten about for the moment.

“I love it, Daniel. It’s the best gift I’ve ever received and it’s so incredibly thoughtful. I was so nervous for these upcoming months, but now knowing I can hear your voice anytime I want, and smell your cologne instead of relying on an old t-shirt to keep the scent, it’s so wonderful. Seriously.” Danny wipes your tears away and kisses you again, resting his forehead against yours after the kiss ends.

“I’m going to miss you so much, angel,” he mumbles, beginning to cry as well.

You pull away and set the bear back in the box, along with the cologne and the extra clothes, before moving the box to the floor.

Danny slides under the covers again and brings you into his arms once you return to him. He nuzzles his face into your neck, continuing to silently cry. He sniffles and presses soft kisses to your skin, his tears coating the area as well.

“I wish you would’ve given this to me earlier because now I wish I got you a bear, too,” you say after a little while. Danny had calmed down now, stroking your hair with one hand, the other wrapped around your waist.

“You don’t need to get me anything, honey,” he whispers. “Knowing that I’m going to come home to you is enough to help me sleep at night. Plus I still have the stuffed animal you gave me for my birthday, the koala?”

“Oh yeah…you bring that on tour with you?” Danny raises his head, a small smile on his face. He nods, staring into your eyes.

“Yeah. Because it reminds me of you. It helps keep me calm.”

“I love you, Danny,” you whisper, choking up yet again. You kiss him as softly as ever before you change positions to curl into his chest.

“I’ll always love you, my angel. I’ll be back from tour before you know it, okay?”

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gretnavannfleet · 11 months

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Sleepyhead- Sam Kiszka

Summary: Sam may be the only cure for your lack of sleep, ( and Rosie too).

Genre: Established Relationship. Fluff.

Word Count: 1.3k

Warnings: Cursing.

A/N: I love to hear feedback, so please don’t hesitate to do so. Thank you for all the love and support <3333

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Dawn pours through the bedroom window, lighting up the space that was once dark. The birds start to chirp, signaling the start to a new day.

Your eyes flutter open once again, not having slept an hour last night. Dark eyebags and a wide yawn graces your sleepless face. You can hear Rosie stir in her kennel, knowing it’ll only be minutes before she wakes the whole house, demanding to go outside.

Sam is sprawled out on his side of the bed, snoring loud within his deep sleep. The two of you start the night, cuddled tight against each other, but your fidgeting bodies always end up on opposite sides of the bed.

You normally sleep just fine, typically out even before Sam bids you goodnight. Last night had just been different, odd even. Sleep wasn’t finding you as easily as it normally does. So, you tossed and turned all throughout the night, giving up trying not long later.

Like clockwork, you hear Rosie whine from her kennel. Not wanting to wake Sam up on his only day off, you slip out of bed quietly. You freeze when Sam mumbles in his sleep, but doesn’t awake from the weight of your body leaving your shared bed. Giving him one last look over your shoulder, you mindfully close the bedroom door behind you.

Rosie being the patient puppy she is, she waits for you to open her kennel. Her tail wagging was a clear sign of her good mood, despite it being early in the morning. Opening her crate, you lean down scratching and petting her soft fur. She smiles, baring her teeth to you excitedly. You signal her to follow you out the back door, leading her to the bathroom. The fence out back allows her to roam free, but grants you the freedom of going back inside while she plays.

Watching her from the kitchen window, you chuckle at her chasing a squirrel. Starting up the coffee maker, you gather the mugs and sugar for your and Sam’s early morning beverage. You impatiently wait for your fresh cup of coffee.

Your mind and body won’t last today if you don’t have any, because of your lack of sleep. The coffee maker beeps, snapping you back into reality and out of your thoughts. Pouring a plentiful cup, you trot over to the back door, letting Rosie back inside.

Walking through the house, you feel a pull toward the front porch. Rosie jumps up on the couch, going back to sleep for a short while. You slide your slippers on and head out the front door.

The sky has finally lit up wholly and you welcome the sun. The grass had fresh dew laying upon it. Loudly exhaling, you sit on the old rocking chair Sam had given you for mornings like this.

Rocking back and forth, you sip leisurely on the mug in your hand. Listening to the nature surrounding you, you can’t help but be selfish and wish Sam was sitting right here next to you.

Speak of the devil.

Sam ambles onto the front porch, eyes searching for you. A breath of relief leaves his body when he spots you in your rocking chair. His bed head is more and more evident as he walks closer.

“Hi, babe. Good morning.” you utter sweetly.

He hums in reply, sitting down on the other rocker beside you. He found the coffee you made him, holding the mug in his hand. Leaving his other hand open, he reaches toward your hand, clasping it in his grip.

“Thanks for the coffee, bug.”

You wave him off, not bothering to say your welcome. His eyes finally scan you over, almost like he truly just woke up. You can see his eyes widen at the deep under circles that lie upon your face.

“You’ve got a staring problem this morning, Sam.”

“Did you sleep last night?” he asks, ignoring your comment.

Not wanting to talk about it, you mumble under your breath, trying to change the subject.

“Y/n.”

“What?” you snap, annoyed by his persistence.

“Answer me, bug.”

“No, I didn’t.”

“Why, what happened?”

“I don’t know. I just couldn't, I guess.”

Knowing that your sour mood was due to your lack of sleep, Sam rubs his thumb against your hand, wanting to help soothe you.

You hear the unnecessary irritation in your voice, and shrink back in guilt.

“Sorry for being an asshole.”

He huffed a laugh at you.

“You're not being an asshole, sweetie. You're just exhausted.”

“I know, but you don’t deserve my attitude so early in the morning.”

“I quite like your attitude, it's cute.”

You glare across at him, trying to hold back the smile that threatens your face. He smiles at you, bringing your intertwined hand to his mouth, kissing it gently.

Letting silence fall between you two, you both enjoy the early morning together. Sipping on your coffee, watching the neighbors leave for work, and listening to the animals chattering about. You and Sam rock back and forth, cherishing the moment together.

You feel your eyes close slightly, begging sleep to come forth. Before you allow sleep to take you, Sam starts talking.

“Do you have any plans today, love?”

“Hmm?”

“Do you have any plans today?”

“Oh, no I thought maybe I'd hit the grocery store at some point, our fridge is practically bare. What about you, any studio time today?”

“Surprisingly, no. I think Jake and Josh are going in today, but Danny and I decided to take today off.”

“That's good, love. Do you feel up to spending the day with me?”

“I think I'd be okay with that.” he replies sarcastically, eyes dancing all over your face.

Sam waits a moment, expecting you to snark back, but silence plagues his ears.

“Bug–”

You slump over in your chair, eyes closed and mouth partially open. The sleep you’ve been fighting for hours, starts to consume you. Sam jumps out of his chair, not wanting you to fall out of yours or drop your mug on the ground. You jolt, waking up to Sam holding you by your shoulders.

“Honey, you fell asleep.”

“Oh, sorry Sammy. I think all that exhaustion is finally hitting me.”

He pats your head reassuringly.

“It’s okay, you don’t have to be sorry. How about I get you back in bed?”

“I don’t know. I’m already awake, maybe I should just push through it.”

“I don’t think you're pushing through it this time, bug.” “Fine, take me to bed, Sammy.”

You hold out your arms toward him, allowing him to lift you out of the chair. Shuffling your feet along with his, Sam gets you into the house. He walks you all the way to your chilly bedroom, laying you down.

Already granting sleep to come, you close your eyes, snuggling further under the covers.

Sam smiles at your sleeping form and makes a move to silently leave the room.

“Where are you going?” your head pops out from under the covers, questioning Sam.

“I’m going to do some laundry.”

“No, please stay.”

“Are you sure? I don’t want to bother you.”

“Get your ass in this bed, Sam.”

He chuckles at you, kicking off his house shoes.

“Bring Rosie too.”

Rosie doesn’t need to be told twice. She makes her way into the room, jumping on the foot of the bed, and starts to snooze once again.

Sam walks to his side of the bed, climbing in. Your arm reaches out from the covers, tugging his body close to yours. He wasn’t tired before getting back in bed, but now that he is here, he welcomes the sleep.

You drape your leg over his hip, wanting to be as close as possible. He laces your hands together, tucking them against his chest. Both of your breathing starts to slow, fully relaxing.

“I love you, Sam.” you sleepily mumble.

He kisses your forehead once more.

“I love you more, sleepyhead.”

It doesn’t take more than a few seconds before sleep consumes you both. Holding on to each other tight, as the sun continues to rise into the morning sky.

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Thank you for reading!! Hope you enjoyed:)))

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gretnavannfleet · 11 months

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jake.

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gretnavannfleet · 11 months

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THIS EXACTLY

Now if I see ANY FUCKING HOMOPHOBIC BULLSHIT ABOUT JOSH OR SPECULATING WHO HIS PARTNER IS AND WHAT HIS LABEL MAY BE (its Josh baby definitely doesnt believe in labels) I WILL BLOCK YOU SO FUCKING FAST

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gretnavannfleet · 11 months

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The Proposal

Danny blurb #1 Word count : 1448

Warnings : fluff, language, mentions of showering together

Danny wagner x fem reader

Danny had always been a hopeless romantic. Breakfast in bed, random flowers, love notes, surprise dates you name it, Danny would do it for me, without me ever asking.

Y/n Pov: Today was a little different. Rather than our normal morning waking up together in a warm bed, maybe hopping in a soothing shower together, I awoke to find Danny not next to me. His side of the bed was cold, already showing that he had been awake for a bit. At first, I thought was normal because I thought I’d find him in the bathroom or, maybe the kitchen, making us some hot tea or coffee but, as I went searching throughout the house I couldn’t find him anywhere.

Maybe some band or family emergency came up, so I checked my phone to see if I got any text from him, the guys, or the Wagner family, but again nothing. I thought of texting him maybe asking where he was but then I thought to myself maybe he needed one morning to himself, I’d understand if he did, sometimes we all need a break from everything.

End Pov

So you let the situation be and decided you’d go on with your morning in silence. You made your coffee, toasted some toast, and sat on your rocking chair on your and Danny’s wrap-around porch just watching the beautiful live oak trees sway in the crisp Tennessee breeze.

Y/n Pov: As soon as lunchtime rolled around I started to get a bit worried so I decided to text Sam. Yet as soon as I started typing up my question I got a text from him.

Sam: Get dressed fast, just make sure you dress nice, at least nicer than casual. I’ll be there in 20 to pick you up. No questions asked. Y/n: Wait what? I’m so confused, what's going on? Where's Danny? Sam: I said no questions… You’ll see what's going on soon. Y/n: Umm.. ok then. See you in 20.

End pov

You started to get dressed, Sam said to dress a little nicer than casual so you decided to go with a nice burnt orange romper with long flowy sleeves, and a nice yet still casual and quite comfortable pair of brown wrap-around sandals. You let your hair flow freely and you were ready.

Sam Pulled into the driveway minutes later and started honking his horn like some crazy man stuck in hours of traffic, by god was it annoying, but that's just Sam for ya.

Y/n Pov: Sam: Looks like you pulled yourself together nicely and in a pretty quick amount of time. Y/n: Well yeah I mean I haven't heard anything from anyone all day I’m eager to know what's going on. Sam: Just relax, everything's fine. You’ll find out everything soon.. For now, we drive.

Oddly enough the car ride was silent, and Sam's normally an avid talker so I could tell he was suppressing telling me something, but what the hell was it?! We did get there faster than I had expected, it was just an open flower meadow and nothing else. I didn't see anyone or anything but grass, flowers, and trees.

Sam: Alright we’re here, get out. Y/n: Ok..?

Sam just drove away leaving you there alone at a place you didn’t know with no one around.

Y/n: What the hell Sam?!

I turned around to check out my surroundings and began walking until I found a trail on a hill. Following along that trail in between the colorful flowers and down the hill I saw a figure come into my vision. One I knew to be Danny. He was turned away, his hair in a claw clip, and he was dressed in all black, his skin kissed by the sun. I could only ever admire him, he has no imperfections whatsoever. I called his name and he turned to me with a smile. Excited I began to run towards him, even in the little time we had spent apart, I missed him.

When I finally reached my lover I jumped into his arms engulfing him in a hug filled with so much love it was like we were in a bubble floating off into some other world.

Danny: You made it. Y/n: Of course I did, I woke up this morning to you gone, so at the first sign of me seeing you today, aka the text I got from Sam, I knew I would be led to you so I came. Danny just stared into my eyes. I could tell he was pondering what to say next, it was as though he was hesitant about what would come if he did say something. Y/n: Danny what's going on?

End Pov

Danny begins to kneel down onto one knee, reaching into his pocket to grab out a beautiful green velvet box and presenting it in front of my teary eyes. He opened the box to present the most simple but elegant ring, a plain gold band with a small moss agate crystal in the middle. Then he began to speak, his words hitting my ears like honey.

Danny: Y/n when we first met at the Kiszkas party in Michigan I knew that I wanted you to be in my life forever. I waited months before bringing up the courage to ask you to be my girlfriend in fear that I’d be rejected. You Y/n, you are radiant as the sun which shines upon this summer's day. Your skin is golden and your hair is soft as silk. I could stand and admire you for hours, days, weeks, and months, and never find any sort of flaw. We’ve been together for four years now and together through the highest of highs and the lowest of lows and we've had some real struggles with touring and going months without physically being with each other, which was so draining, but that hasn't kept us apart, it never will, because the lover we have for each other is so strong. Our love can conquer anything and I would like to pledge my undying love to you by asking you this one question. Will you marry me? Y/n: Yes yes a thousand times yes! Of course, I’ll marry you, you're my best friend, my partner in crime, we’ve been together through thick and thin, and I would love to spend the rest of my life with you.

He beams up at you with the biggest smile you’ve ever seen on him. His eyes are shining with the same intensity as the day we met at the Kiszkas party. He couldn’t possibly love you any greater than in this moment.

Danny: I love you so much Y/n.

His heart skips a beat with joy, as he wipes your joyful tears off your cheek while smiling down at you with all the love in the universe. He then leans down his hands around your waist as he looks from your eyes to your lips connecting your lips together. The kiss was otherworldly as though you were bonded together by your soul's warmth surrounding your bodies and you felt whole in that moment.

Y/n: I love you too Danny. My my my you’re such a hopeless romantic. Look at us both here crying in a meadow after you proposed to me and presented the most beautiful heartfelt speech. Danny you really are my other half, my soulmate, it’s like our hearts, our souls, are bonded to one another. I am willing to go across the universe and further for you my love, you are everything to me.

Danny: And you are everything to me, my soulmate, my true love, the one I will give and do any and everything for.

He Pecks your lips once more and you begin to hear cries and claps coming from behind you two. You turn around in utter shock to find your family, the Wagner family and the Kiszka family watching, recording, popping wine bottles, clapping, and crying all together at this very moment.

Y/n: So this is why I hadn’t seen you all day? You got everyone to come here all the way from Michigan? Danny: Yes I did my darling. I wanted this moment to be as special as it could possibly be.

You both ran to the combination of families engulfing everyone in hugs, listening to all of the congratulations and the advice you were receiving.

Sam: Alright, who's ready for some wine?

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gretnavannfleet · 11 months

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Too good to not repost <3

rum raisin part one, danny wagner

summary : what happens when you meet your favorite rockstar at an ice cream shop? will it turn into something more?

there will be a part two!

pairing : danny wagner x fem!reader

warnings : fluff, other than that i dont think there is any!

word count : 1.2k+

After you had eaten dinner, you had a hankering for some ice cream. After you cleaned up from dinner and put all your dishes away, you grabbed your keys and put the leash on the dog.

You lived in downtown Nashville, so you walked almost everywhere you went. As soon as you stepped outside your apartment building, you and Nala set out to get your ice cream.

You walked about two blocks until you saw the bright green sign reading, Pop’s Creamery. Thankfully, dogs were allowed inside, so you and Nala both walked into the small shop. There was a man in front of you, long curly hair cascading down his back.

You had your head down, looking at Nala when he turned to you. You kept looking at Nala as he spoke, “You can go ahead of me, I have no idea what I’m getting.”

You knew that voice from anywhere. Daniel Wagner was in front of you, at a locally owned ice cream shop.

You slowly lifted your head and opened your mouth to talk, only nothing came out. You sat there, mouth hung open.

“Fan, I take it?”

“Hi, yes. I don't mind waiting, you can order.”

He smiled at you and said, “Well, what do you get here?”

“Rum raisin in a dish with wet walnuts, it's an acquired taste.”

“All right, two rum raisins in a dish with wet walnuts it is.”

You smiled at him, getting your order. You scooted in front of him while he ordered, ready to treat your favorite rockstar to an ice cream.

“That’ll be $12.95, cash or card?”

You told her card and put your card in the terminal. He had his back turned while you paid, so he couldn't see you pay for his ice cream. He got back up from petting Nala and saw you take your card out of the terminal.

“Hey! I would've paid! For the both of us, how much,” he asked, grabbing his wallet. You shook your head and went to walk to a booth to sit by yourself, “You're a busy man, it's the least I could do. Bye Danny, it was nice to see you.”

You turned away from him, going to sit outside with Nala. As you were approaching the door, you heard him say, “I never caught your name!”

You turned back around, “Y/N. It’s Y/N,” you let out a little smile and went outside. You sat at the table that overlooked the city. You saw the beautiful Nashville skyline. You were so deep in your own thoughts that you didn't notice the bell ring on the door.

Nala got up and walked towards the stranger, grabbing your attention. “Hey, Nala. Where ya goin, silly?” you asked her. You looked up at the stranger, meeting Danny’s eyes.

“Do you mind if I sit with you? I’d love to get to know you.” he asked you, not taking no for an answer and sitting across from you.

“So Y/N, what do you do for a living?”

“I’m a server at Tootsies, if you go there you might've seen me before.”

“Tootsies, huh? I'll make sure to go there from now on.”

You had to keep your cool, you could not freak out in front of him. “If I didn't know any better I'd think you'd be flirting with me, Daniel.”

“Is it working?”

You smirked at him and kept your mouth shut, not giving him the satisfaction.

By the time you and Danny had finished talking, it was 9:30 PM. Your neighbor had texted you, asking you where you were, she hadn't seen you come back yet.

“Well Danny, I hate to do this to you, but I have to get back home, I open tomorrow,” you said, standing up and sliding your chair in. He stood up at the same time you did and asked, “That's all right, I’ll walk you to your car.”

“Oh no, I walked here.”

“You walked here?!”

You nodded and said, “Yeah, I live a few blocks away.”

“Let me drive you, you bought me ice cream, I can’t let you walk home by yourself.”

“I have Nala. Danny, seriously it's not a problem.”

“Y/N, I will not let you walk home. Come on, cars this way.”

He grabbed your hand and interlaced your fingers together. You were holding hands with Daniel Wagner, walking through the parking lot of an ice cream parlor.

You saw the familiar black corvette, Danny walking in front of you to open the door for you and Nala.

You thanked him for opening the door and sat down in the seat, Nala sitting on the floor below you. He got in the drivers side and started the car, rolling down the windows and turned the radio on. Metallica blared through the speakers, startling you.

He apologized for the volume and then turned it down, “Where to, Cinderella?” You told him the street and the name of your apartment building, buckling your seatbelt and pet Nala to calm her down.

He drove off in the direction of your apartment after buckling his seatbelt. He pulled into the parking garage and drove up to the sixth level, parking in a spot close to the entrance and turning the car off. You opened the door and let Nala out first, then stepped out onto the concrete.

“Thanks again, Danny. I appreciate the drive home,” you said and shut the car door, walking towards the door leading into the apartments.

“I’m walking you in, lead the way.”

You walked down the long hallway, seeing your neighbors outside setting their trash out. You said hi to everyone, asking them how their days went.

Danny was behind you, so you couldn't see the smile that your kindness put on his face. You stopped outside your apartment, 423 and turned to look at him. You thanked him once again and asked if you could give him a hug, not knowing if you'd ever see him again.

He welcomed you with open arms and rocked the two of you back and forth. He left a gentle kiss on your forehead and pulled away.

“I have to get going sweetheart but it was nice meeting you, by far one of my favorite nights I’ve had this week,” he said, smiling at you while you put the dog inside the house.

You could see the gears turning behind his head, so you asked, “anything else?”

“Yeah, actually. The entire night, you never asked me for a picture. Usually, that's the first thing people ask for. You paid for my ice cream and then talked to me, you made me feel human, so thank you”

You smiled at him and gave him another hug, wanting to cherish this moment forever. You pulled away from him and got teary eyed.

“Don’t cry. You'll see me again soon. Bye, Y/N.”

“Bye Danny.”

He turned around and walked down the hallway, going back to his car. You opened your front door and closed and locked it. You put your back up against the door and grabbed your phone from your back pocket.

NO ONES POV:

Y/N slid down her door with her phone in her hand, opening it and going to her text messages. She opened her groupchat with all her friends that she had met online and told them about the last four hours of her life.

Danny had been in his car, engine idling, in his group chat with his band members, telling them about the last four hours of his life.

Coincidently, they had both sent the same exact message,

You’ll never guess who I just met.

baby taglist : @fallonfatality @hellowgoodbye @indigofallingsky

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gretnavannfleet · 1 year

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Self Care- Josh Kiszka

Summary: Josh has been busy working away in the studio and your overworking yourself at your job. The two of you barely see each other during the week. Instead of spending your weekend out and about, you and Josh opt for a more relaxing day.

Genre: Established Relationship. Pure Fluff.

Word Count: 2.3k

Warnings: Implied Sexual Relations. Cursing.

A/N: I love to hear feedback, so please don’t hesitate to do so. Thank you for all the love and support <3333.

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The both of you have been working nonstop lately. You haven’t had time to see one another or time for yourselves. When Josh was in the studio, you were at home. When you were at work, he was at home. So, seeing each other was near impossible. Surprisingly, the two of you have a three-day weekend, all to yourselves.

The two of you slept in quite late, soaking in all the rest you could get. Josh wakes up first, needing to use the restroom, but your body is wrapped all around him. The last thing he wants to do is wake your beautiful form up. He does his best at shimming himself out of your arms, but your body senses the loss of warmth and whines. Josh tries to shush you, attempting to guide you back to sleep. Your eyes shoot open, only to see Josh looking down at you. Your sudden movement scares Josh and he flinches. He starts to laugh at how ridiculous you were in the morning. Clearly confused and sleep ridden you rub at your eyes. “M’sorry sweetheart, I didn’t mean to wake you.” He gently caresses your face. You yawn, holding your arms out to Josh, trying to get him to come back to bed. He lifts himself off the bed and does his best at ignoring your whine of protest. “I'm coming back, I promise. Just have to go to the bathroom real quick”. You burrow yourself further into the sheets.

Josh makes good to his promise and hurries to his best ability. When he makes his way back into the bedroom, he finds the top of your head peeking out from under the sheets. He chuckles at your sleeping form.

Josh always said you remind him of a toddler when you sleep, all crazed and limbs everywhere. He slips himself back into bed, pulling your back against his chest. You hum at the warmth you regained.

You, not so gracefully, roll over in Josh’s arms, wanting to see his face. “Morning my sweet girl, you get enough rest?” You gaze sleepily into his eyes. You hum in response, not quite ready to speak yet. “Too early to talk?” You tuck yourself further into his neck, silently nodding. “How about I talk and you just listen? Is that okay?” You whisper, “Okay”.

“I’m thinking we have a lazy day today, maybe even a little selfcare thrown in the mix to spice it up.” Feeling more awake, you start to rake your hands through his hair. “I would like that very much. Can we make cookies too?” you ask. He gently kisses your forehead. “Of course, anything you want my love.” “Five more minutes in bed, please?” you give him your best pouty face. Josh nods in agreement, nuzzling back into you.

That five minutes quickly turned into another hour in bed, but neither of you were complaining. Slowly, the two of you force yourselves out of bed. Josh insists on making lunch for the two of you, since y’all slept in way past breakfast.

You slip into the shower, wanting to wash the sleep away. While washing the remaining soap off your body, you hear singing coming from the kitchen. “Lunch is ready!” Josh hollers. You hastily make your way out of the shower, drying off quickly. Slipping some new pajamas on, you skip your way into the kitchen. Josh had put on some music, singing along to it while he cleaned up. Quietly walking up behind him, you wrap your arms around his waist. Breathing him in, you pinch at his side. Jumping, he turns around in your hold and swats your hand. “What was that for?” he questions.

You giggle, “Just cause,” you chuckle.

Pecking his nose, you smile in apology. He ruffles your damp hair, moving around you. “Go sit down, I’ll bring the food to you.” You start to protest, but he waves you off, demanding you go sit. Mumbling under your breath, you comply.

You throw yourself onto the couch, reaching for the remote. A few minutes go by and Josh finally makes his way into the living room, setting your lunch down in front of you. Once he gets himself settled in his spot, you lean over and capture him in a quick kiss.

“Since you’ve been so nice to me all morning, I’ve decided to let you pick what we’re watching.” Josh gasps and puts his hand on his chest. “Me? Really? I feel honored,” he sarcastically responds. You shove at him, rolling your eyes. “You better hurry and pick something before I change my mind.” He sticks his tongue out at you, scrolling through the movies.

Finally he chooses something to watch, and an idea strikes in your mind. You get up and trott to the bathroom. “Hey! Where are you going,” Josh yells. He hears a muffled response, choosing to just wait for you to come back.

You dig through the bathroom cabinets in search of all your supplies. Making quick work, you hustle back into the living room with all your stuff. Josh raises his eyebrows in confusion at you.

“You mentioned something about having a selfcare day this morning, you still up for it?” you ask.

“I thought you’d never ask,” he grins at you.

You set out all the different hair and face masks, letting him choose which one he wants. Josh decides he justwants a hair mask and you do the same. Feeling eyes on you, you look over at Josh. He stares at your face, pouting at you. “What?” you ask. Pointing at his hair, you realize he’s asking you to put the treatment on for him. Josh pats his lap, signaling for you to come sit. You crawl over to him and place yourself gently in his lap. With your close proximity, Josh can’t help but analyze your features closer.

The sun is starting to set through the windows, casting a golden glow onto your skin. Josh rubs your lower back, pulling you in further. You never let him look at you this close without covering your face in embarrassment. The two of you have been together for years, but you’ve never truly stopped getting flustered when he’s near. Thankfully, you're so focused on covering every single inch of his head with the mask that you don’t even notice his stare. Before he can stop himself, he brings his hand up to your face and gently traces your features. You flinch at his touch and start to swat his hand away because it tickles, but he seems to be in his own world so you opt not to. He smooths over your skin, watching you concentrate.

“If you keep doing that, this will turn into something a lot less clean than selfcare,” you whisper. He chuckles, ducking his head into your neck, trailing soft kisses. You shift in his lap. “Josh, I'm not kidding. Quit it,” you demand. You can feel his smile grow wider. Of course, being the deviant he is, he continues his trek down your neck. Instead of pleading with him, you allow him to go further, plotting your revenge. Finally finished with coating his hair, you lean into him, running your hands across his shoulders. Groaning underneath you, Josh tries to shift you in his lap. Taking the sudden movement to your advance, you pounce.

“Oww! What is it with you and pinching today?” Josh screeches. You die laughing, rolling off his lap and onto the cushion beside you.

“I told you to stop.”

“You didn't have to go that far.”

You roll your eyes looking over at him. “Since I did your hair mask, you have to put mine in too,” you say. Scoffing at you, he says, “ Only if you promise to not pinch anymore.” Showing him your hands in surrender, you move down to the floor so he can have better access. Thankfully, Josh made quick work of your hair. The both of you patiently wait to rinse out your masks together, continuing to scroll through the movies. Having eaten lunch incredibly late, you decide to eat dessert instead of dinner tonight. But, first and foremost, you two need to get all this shit out of your hair. So, once the timer for the masks rings, you drag Josh off the couch and to your shared bathroom.

Instead of washing your hair the easy way, you decide to bend over the tub and rinse it under the faucet, Josh following afoot. The two of you make more of a mess than necessary, as always. Josh howls with laughter at your weak attempt at drying your hair off, still bent over the tub. He grabs another towel and gently pats your hair dry for you and in return you do the same for him.

Days like this remind you that it’s okay not to be consumed by all the craziness and ruckus that revolved around the two of your lives. The two of you could go the whole day without actually speaking a word to each other, but still feel at peace with the other one nearby. You constantly feel guilty for taking for granted your days together, whether they be big or small like today.

Josh leads you out of the bathroom by the hand, keeping you close. He remembers the promise of cookies that he gave this morning. The last thing Josh wants to do is break his promise to his favorite girl.

You help Josh get out all the supplies for the cookies y’all were making. “Alright, you’ve helped enough love, how about you go sit at the counter and watch?” Josh suggests.

Giving him a major side eye, you reply, “Josh, there is no way I’m sitting my ass down after all the pampering you gave me today. I want to help, please.” Josh being Josh, he pretends to think it over. Looking over at you with a grin, he reluctantly nods.

“Fine, you can help me by turning the oven on,” he says. Walking around him, you set the oven to preheat. “What else can I do?”

“You can go sit and look pretty until I need you again,” he says with a grin.

“Josh–”

“I love you.”

“You know saying I love you everytime you tick me off doesn’t make it okay,” you snark back at him.

“Yes, but I was hoping just this one time it would.” “Uh-huh, sure. Just this one time, Josh.”

Leaning over and kissing your cheek, he nudges you in the direction of the counter. You comply, but not without slumping your shoulders and dragging your feet all the way over there.

Instead of sitting on your comfy bar stools next to the counter, you opt for the countertop itself. Hopping up on the cold counter, you watch Josh mix ingredients together. You quickly become bored of the silence that lingers between the two of you, mostly because of Josh’s concentration on the cookies. So, you hesitantly ask about his week, not wanting to pry too much.

“It’s been long, especially in the studio. Jake and I have been butting heads more often than not, mostly because we're both exhausted and just want everything to be perfect. Oh, and don’t even get me started on my vocals lately. I haven't been able to sing as well because I strained my vocal chords a bit during the last round of the tour. Here, taste this honey,” Josh holds out the mixing spoon for you to taste some of the dough. “If i’m being completely honest, I think my lackluster week may be due to the lack of you,” he mumbles.

Josh moves to stand between your legs, rubbing your thighs while he watches you taste the dough. After humming in approval at the taste, you bring the spoon up to Josh so he can try it. His eyes light up at the familiar taste, trying to decide if he should even bake the cookies or just eat the dough raw.

“I’m sorry that your week sucked, my love. Mine wasn’t exactly exciting either. Too many days surrounded by people that weren’t you. Quite annoying, isn’t it?” you snicker. He nods in agreement, staring at your smile just a little bit longer. Bringing his hand up to your jaw, caressing your face gently.

“I’ve got a brilliant idea,” he exclaims.

You brush his hair out of his face, so you can see his eyes more clearly. “What would that be?”

“I’m thinking, instead of baking these stupid cookies, we just eat the dough raw. Preferably cuddled up in our bed, while we watch a movie. How does that sound? Too scandalous?” His eyebrows shoot up in question, but his eyes silently beg you to say yes.

Gasping, you say, “In our bed! What has gotten into you Joshua?”

He giggles in response.

“How about we make a deal? We can do all of that, but I get to get a little sugar of my own from you before the night ends?” Now it's your turn to wiggle your eyebrows at him.

Josh puts a hand to his chest in shock. “I thought you’d never ask.” You shove at him, jumping off the counter and skipping to your shared bedroom.

“Hey Y/n,” Josh calls out to you.

You spin around, giving him a confused look. He continues to grin at you from across the kitchen.

“I love you, my silly girl.”

Your heart flutters at his words. “I love you more, Joshua,” you declare before running off to your room. Josh hastily grabs the cookie dough bowl, walking fast to catch up with you.

The craziness of work and life can be fun and exciting, but the both of you will forever cherish your quiet days spent at home, alone.

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Wishers Star

Jake Kiszka x Reader

Slow Burn, Fluff, it gets a little corny but it's good corny…

Word Count: 2.2K

Warnings: Slight mention of alcohol and a lot of philosophy talk.

A/N: Hi everyone this is my first written gvf fic and well uhm it's probably a little rough so if there are any ways I can improve my writing or the detail just let me know! Also let me know If you guys would like to see any other kinds of gvf fics or any specific ideas you want me to write off of! That's All. I hope You guys enjoy the story.

Summary:You grew up as a homeschooled student in Vassar Michigan. Danny and you met at a music and film summer camp and hit it off as friends. Your parents kept in touch and Danny and you hung out on occasion. One day Danny decided to text you and invite you to a party at his place to hang out. Upon arriving at the party you couldn’t find Danny but you did meet one of his close friends in his library alone, trying to get away from the party itself, much like you.

Text Log

Danny: Hey Y/n, are you busy this friday.

Y/n: Nope! My schedule is pretty open, always is. Lol

Danny: Ok that's great, you wanna come to a party? We should definitely catch up!

Y/n: Hmmm… yeah sure I’ll go. What time and where?

Danny: My place at 8

Y/n: Alrighty I’ll see you then

End Text Log

Slowly but surely - like I was watching every second on the clock - the boring week passed and Friday finally arrived.

I started getting ready, dressing nicer than usual but still pretty casual, just a nice black shirt and some jeans. And then I started walking over. It was only a few miles so it should be a nice casual walk.. Knowing at least one party rule I knew not to show up early or exactly on time, so I left my place around 8:45 P.M. meaning I got there at 9:15. Just in time, considering the decent amount of cars in the driveway. Walking around the groups of people and cars I made my way inside of the crowded house.

I truly didn’t like the amount of people already. There was a lot of loud talking, and the music playing over the speakers seemed to be Have You Ever Seen The Rain By Creedence Clearwater Revival. At least the music was good. With that I decided to make my way through to the kitchen, found A nice cabernet, grabbed a wine glass, and poured myself some of the rich red liquid. Not knowing what to do next I tried to find Danny, I kept searching the rooms for a familiar face at the least but, nothing. I finally gave up and made my way down to Danny's basement, where his library was. Stepping down the stairs I could feel the room warm up and an orangish radiance growing, there was a fire going.

Stepping off the final step and fully entering the room, a man entered my vision. He was leaned up against the wall with a beer in his hand while watching the fire. I took in every detail while I could. He was elegant, his hair slightly untamed yet falling nicely on his shoulders, he stood around 5’7, and he was adorned it beautiful jewelry, rings bracelets, and his necklaces, one necklace stood out, the one he was fiddling with in his free hand, it was graced with many charms or coins…either way it was gorgeous, he was gorgeous. And then he turned and looked at me.

I froze. I didn’t know what to do or say, I was scared I was caught staring. So I just let the words fall out of my mouth. “Oh uhm, sorry to interrupt your peace.”

He just giggles, it was cute. I could feel my cheeks warm and my smile growing slowly.

“So I uh.. I take your not a party person are you” I said, a little quieter than my last statement.

“It depends on the people really, smaller get togethers are my thing. I didn’t think Danny and Sam would put together such a big party.” He said while motioning his hands outward, signaling for us to listen to all the moving and chatter above us. “I’d much rather stay down here until it dies down, but you can stay, you're not some rambunctious 20 year old like all the others upstairs.” I giggled at his comment.

“Haha thanks, I try to keep myself together a bit more when I’m in big crowds..” There was a small silence and then you spoke again. “So you know Danny Huh?”, “Yeah I’ve known him for a while, he’s my little brother Sam's best friend. We’re in a band together too, so Danny, well he’s really grown to be more of like a brother to me.”

“I'm Jake.” He said, extending his hand out for a handshake. Taking his hand in yours “Y/n” I said, taking note of his calloused grip, and how he was gentle with the handshake not overpowering.

“Also you mentioned you're in a band? That's really cool.” I said to Jake, both of us making our way over to the couch in front of the fire. “Thanks. We’ve been playing together for a few years now.”

“You know you look like the guitar type.” I said, eliciting a slight giggle “That statement would be correct, you caught me” He said, lifting his hands in the air.

“Ok wait so how long have you been playing guitar for?”

“Since I was three years old!” He said, smiling proudly. “I was very fortunate to have a musician for a father who was always excited to show me the ropes. He wanted me to grow up with a respect for the instrument so we spent a lot of time on the basic things before I was allowed to switch over to an electric.” He finished.

“Man you’ve really got your life together, my lifes a bit messy, but I’ve gotta finish college out strong…” There's a silence again but the room doesn’t feel awkward like it normally would with a stranger, the room feels comfortable and warm, like I’ve known the guy for a while even though I met him like less than an hour ago.

“Do you write at all?” I questioned. “Not really, I’ve always been bad with lyrics. Although my twin, Josh, he’s the wordsmith of the band. If you’re looking for meaning in our songs, it's his writing. I can’t come up with anything good except some song concepts and the occasional title or two.” Jake said. “ I mean if it’s a good concept or title and you get the depth of the song across to the listener that’s an achievement. I’m in college for film and screenwriting so I understand the struggle a little bit.”

“You know Josh wanted to pursue film, that's really interesting to meet someone else who enjoys the film and screenwriting world as well. Speaking of Josh although he and I are twins I always notice how different we are.. When he writes a song or a lyric I have to step outside of myself to understand it and when I do, it feels like magic, with Josh he already feels the magic of the lyrics when he’s writing.” Jake said, his voice calming down to a normal tone.

“I know what you mean, every human, well we’re all so different, we all have different philosophies, different brains, none of us are alike, but we can all say we’ve felt the feeling of ascension that music brings once we take the time to understand it. Wow, I did not think I would have that much to say.” I finish with slight nervousness.

He chuckles “ It’s all ok. I’ve got a lot to say about music too, I mean it’s like a different language that everyone knows, we just don’t talk about it so openly. Music is… ineffable.”

“I like you Jake, you're really interesting, you’re a really down to earth and open minded person. It’s hard to find people like you.” I said, then finishing my glass of wine. “Oh well uh thank you! That's really nice to hear. Would you like to maybe go outside?” He said standing up offering me his hand.

Taking his hand, I then respond with “Of course”. Maneuvering our way through the crowd of people Jake and I finally make it outside away from the crowd.

Jake sits down on the grass, legs out and leaning back. I plop down next to Jake in the grass and then begin to glance upward at the sky taking in a deep breath,“I’ve always loved summer nights, they’re so peaceful.”. “Yeah, I think the quiet and the light … they have a certain feeling to them. Even the wind has a different sound that you can only hear on a summer night.” Jake said.

Looking up at the sky he says “ I can see the Big Dipper. Do you see it?”. “Which one?” Scooting closer to me and taking my hand in his he guides my finger towards the Big Dipper. “That’s the one right there.” He chuckles softly. “I’m not sure if you believe in astrology or not but I like to call it the ‘Wishers Star’. It represents leaving everything behind and just being.. Free. Whatever free means to you. When you see it you’re supposed to make a wish” He finishes.

Looking at him and feeling a little confident I say “‘Wishers Star’ hmm I like that name. I guess the ‘Wishers Star’ really is lucky, I feel so free and on top of the world already…or maybe it's the person I'm around making me feel this way.” I finished looking away slightly surprised at my own confidence.

“Can I ask you a question?” Jake said out of the blue. “Sure, shoot.” I said smiling and looking back over to him intently.

For once Jake showed some hesitance. Fiddling with one of his rings he began “Do you.. Would you maybe…” breathing in and regaining his once lost confidence Jake finally said “Would you like to go out to lunch with me tomorrow? As a date.”

My eyes widened, I was speechless. Wow. There was a mutual connection there. I finally stuttered out “I.. I-I would, I would love to Jake!” Jake took a sigh in relief “That would’ve been awkward if you had said no.” I chuckled “How could I say no to you, I mean I did make a wish on that star you know.”

“Oh you did, hmm?” Jake nagged slightly. “Yeah… but that wish hasn’t come true just yet..”, “Was this your wish?” Jake said. He took my chin in between his pointer finger and thumb tilting my face towards him, he looked me deeply in the eyes and began leaning closer and closer until his lips were just grazing over mine. Eager, I closed the space between us. The kiss was powerful, it was filled with pure and radiant emotions, it felt ethereal.

I was the first to pull away.. due to loss of breath. Jake looking down at my lips again and smiling moved in for a quick peck.

“How’d you know?” I asked him “How’d I know what?” he questioned in a playful tone. “My wish.”, “Well I was just fulfilling my wish and it just so happened to be yours to my love.” I smiled at the loving nickname. “Jakey, you’re… amazing.” “I'm Jakey now huh? I like it.”, in a mocking tone I replied “I’m your love now, huh?” We both began to laugh.

“Alright it’s getting late, want me to drive you home?” Jake asked me. “That’d be nice, considering I walked over.” He chuckled. “How far was the walk?” Jake asked, walking over to his car and opening the door for me. “Just a few miles. Here, hand me your phone.” Handing me his phone I first put my number in then I opened maps and put in my address. He got in on the drivers side and waited for me to finish up with his phone before setting it down in the cup holder. “Ok so now you’ve got my number stored, and my address”. “Ok good.” Jake responded. He then started to pull out of the driveway and reached for the radio turning it up Sunshine of Your Love By Cream playing. Jake began singing along with the music, looking at me when singing the lyrics “I’ve been waiting for so long”, “To be where I’m going”, “In the sunshine of your love”.

The drive came to a much unwanted end as Jake pulled into my driveway. He made sure to get out and even opened the door for me, again. “Such a gentleman,” I said. He reached out to grab my hand. “What can I say? My mom taught me right.”, “She did an amazing job” I said looking at him lovingly. He began to walk me to my door and paused at my doorstep. I Unlocked my door and looked up at him once more, taking in the moment. Jake spoke “Tomorrow, lunch date, you and me. I’ll pick you up at 12:30, dress for sand…” He finished smiling. I nodded, smiling and then taking him in a tight loving hug. Pulling away he looked into my eyes, much like he did earlier. He leaned in slowly and placed a sweet kiss upon my lips. “Goodnight Y/n.” “Goodnight Jake.” I said, then entering my house. He turned away from my house, walked to his car and drove away.

“Until tomorrow Jakey” I mumbled to myself smiling..

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