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indigostreaking · 1 year

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oooooh okay so, can you do a smutty headcannon of like make up sex after an argument with the guys?

Of course! Anything for a fellow Danny girl 🤭

I tried to include a variety of arguments/makeups..so hopefully this is what you wanted 😅

😤 Smutty stuff below, so 18+ only 😤

WARNINGS: begging, oral(f receiving), a bit of praise, a bit of degradation, some crying, some cum play if you squint, daddy kink if you squint, oral(m receiving), and mentions of gagging/choking/drooling. If I missed any, I’m so sorry! 🫶🏻 also this is mostly unedited, so ignore any typos pleaseeee!

Josh:

“I’m so tired of everyone taking his side! It’s just as much my band as it is his,” he spat the words at you with venomous ire. You hadn’t intended to take Jake’s side when you mentioned that the riff sounded fine to you. The perfectionist in your sweet Joshy took over on recording days, and you knew better than to let yourself get dragged in…usually.

“Josh, I—I’ll see you at home,” you shot back, not willing to apologize when you did nothing wrong. He glared at you before crossing his arms and turning away. Fine. You gathered your things and drove home steaming mad.

A few hours passed, and you heard the front door ease open. “Baby?” He called out softly. You sat quietly, still upset with him for his outburst. His footsteps closed in before the bedroom door swung open slowly. “There you are,” he grinned, raking his fingers through his curls nervously. You raised an eyebrow at him and held a straight face before turning your attention back to the book in your lap. “I’m so sorry,” he nearly whispered, but you heard his voice crack.

“Yeah?” You asked, playing dumb and barely looking up at him as he kicked off his shoes and climbed into bed, climbing from the foot up towards you.

“Yes, baby…so…so..sorry,” he crooned, punctuating each word with a kiss as he trailed a line up your leg from your ankle to your knee. A smile twitched at the corner of your mouth. “Let me make it up to you?” He asked cautiously, inching higher and higher up your thighs.

“Hmmm,” you placed your finger on your chin as if you were deep in thought. “I dunno…I think I wanna hear some begging,” you smirked down at him playfully and he raised his eyebrows.

“For your forgiveness or to taste your sweet pussy?” He replied teasingly with a lazy smile oozing with confidence.

That look alone made your heart rate quicken, but you steadied yourself, putting on a bored facade and turning your attention back to your book. “You should be groveling at my feet right now, Joshua,” you said plainly.

“Oh, baby, you know I worship you. I’ll kiss the ground you walk on, if only to make you happy,” he purred, nipping at your inner thigh.

“Well, let’s hear it then,” you replied breathily. He looked up at you through his long, dark lashes and his eyes darkened a shade.

“Please, please, pleeeease,” he whined, crawling up your torso and kissing every inch of exposed skin that he encountered on the way. When he finally made it up to your neck, he sucked a spot below your ear, swirling his tongue across the red mark he left behind. “Please let me bury my face,” he whispered against the shell of your ear, “in this perfect little cunt and make you cum on my lips,” he finished with a growl. You let out a low hum of approval, and he kissed his way back down your body, hooking his fingers in the waistband of your panties and gently tugging them down. You reached down, tangling your fingers in his curls and guiding his face exactly where you needed him. He hummed against your slick before easing his tongue between your folds, rubbing your clit with his nose as he leisurely lapped at you, taking his time to savor you completely. Your hips bucked as he drug his flattened tongue from your slit up to your bundle of nerves, making you squirm beneath him. You clamped your thighs around his face, unable to hold in the moan that tore through you as he slid a finger into your core. He curled and uncurled his finger slowly, beckoning you closer and closer to the edge. “That’s it, cum pretty for me, baby,” he cooed as he worked you. You noticed the subtle movement of him rutting against the bed, and your breath hitched. Your moans got louder as the knot in your tummy coiled tighter and tighter, until you finally came undone. His eyes rolled back as you soaked his face with your release. Once he was sure you had rode it out, he pulled away with a proud look on his face as he crawled up your torso once more. “Forgive me, yet?” He leaned in and kissed your lips, pushing his tongue between them so you could taste yourself.

“I think I could use a little more persuasion,” you teased. His smile widened as he pulled away and hurriedly stripped off his clothes.

“Oh I’ll give you more,” he said haughtily, and you giggled as he eagerly climbed on top of you.

Jake:

Jake had never been what you would consider punctual, but it wasn’t like him to not at least text you and let you know when and why he’d be late. You checked your phone once more and loosed a sigh. 30 minutes was long enough, so you called over the waiter, paid your bill, tipped generously, and left.

Once you were home, you thought about calling to tell him off, but dismissed the idea, opting to take a long shower instead. As you let the warm water wash over you, your mind started to wander. Suddenly, you realized just how disappointed you were. The lack of consideration from Jake made your heart ache, even if it wasn’t like him to let you down like that. You weren’t sure when the tears started, but rushed to wipe them away when you heard the front door open.

“Baby, can I come in?” He asked tentatively from right outside the bathroom door. You hesitated, still wiping away your tears and hoping the shower disguised the redness and puffiness of your eyes.

“Yeah,” you sighed. He stepped inside silently and the shower door slid open at a snails pace, as if he was unsure of what to say. He looked distraught and regretful standing there offering you a feeble smile.

“I am so so sorry, love. I was at the studio and I guess the time got away from me,” he admitted timidly. It was like the levee holding back your tears broke once more. The stinging pain at the back of your throat had you choking back your muted sobs. “Hey, heyyy, please don’t cry,” he pleaded in a hushed tone. You shook your head, unable to even look at him right now. He quickly peeled off his clothes, carelessly piling them in the corner before stepping into the shower with you and wrapping you in his arms. He tried to soothe you by gently patting your back and making soft shh sounds like you would for a baby.

Once you were able to speak, you said, “You know, I’m not even mad, Jake.” He nodded, grateful that you weren’t angry, but clearly still concerned. “I-I just missed you,” your voice cracked, and Jake pulled you closer, diligently kissing away your tears.

“I know, baby, I know,” he reassured you, kissing your forehead as he held you tight. “I’m so sorry, but I’m here now,” he affirmed softly and you sighed, letting what was left of your barriers crumble. You looked up at him for a moment, admiring how warm his eyes appeared when they were looking at you, how his wet hair started to curl in strands around his face, and how pillowy soft his lips looked—especially when he licked them. You leaned forward, placing your palm against his sun kissed cheek and pressed your lips to his, parting yours slightly as the kiss deepened. Your tongue advanced, finding his and engaging in a intricate dance that had you feeling lightheaded. He hooked his hand under your knee, lifting it up to his hip and carefully pinning your back against the wall. He paused briefly, his stiff cock already nudging at your entrance. “Can I—” he began to ask for permission, but you interrupted him with an impatient nod as you rocked your hips forward, eliciting a breathy gasp from him as he slipped in to your core. His eyes rolled back as he bottomed out, filling and stretching your cunt in an intoxicating way

“Jake,” you moaned his name softly as he fucked you steadily, taking his time to hit all your hidden places with every thrust. Your skin prickled as he buried his face in the crook of your neck, leaving a line of wet kisses across your collarbone. Your back was flush against the cool tile, which was a stark contrast to the hot water raining down on to the two of you. “Please don’t stop,” you whined, desperately digging your nails into the meat of his ass as you tried to coax him deeper. Your whole body shuddered when your orgasm exploded out of you, making your legs tremble so much that Jake had to steady you.

“Fuck,” he murmured as his thrusts started to falter slightly. Every time he felt you clench around him, he had to bite back another moan to keep his eyes from rolling back in his head. He was determined to watch as you rode out your high, keeping his eyes glued to yours as he bottomed out. You moaned his name breathily, and that sent him careening over the edge he had been teetering on. He growled as his twitching cock spilled inside you, dripping down your thigh after he unsheathed. “Tomorrow, I’ll make it up to you… I promise we’ll spend the whole day together,” he managed as he caught his breath. “We can go to that one place you love…or we can do whatever you want,” he smiled down at you sweetly and you felt your cheeks flush.

“That sounds really nice…but I just want you,” you whispered, leaning in to kiss him again, sucking his lower lip between your teeth and tugging gently. He smiled into the kiss, letting out a low rumble of a laugh as he reached back to shut off the water.

“I think I can work with that,” he purred, smirking as he slid open the shower door before abruptly scooping you up into his arms bridal style and carrying you to the bedroom. You squealed his name as you bubbled with laughter. He smacked your ass playfully before kicking the bedroom door shut behind you.

Danny:

“I told you not to book it for this fucking early,” he groaned as the Uber pulled in to the airport drop off zone.

“I don’t want to hear it, Daniel. This early would have been fine if you had gone to bed at a reasonable time like I told you to,” you spat back, grabbing your own bag from the back before he could even offer to get it for you. When you finally made it to the flight check in desk, you were told not that you were too late, which was not surprising. You managed a smile and a gracious thank you when the nice worker offered the two of you upgraded seats on the next flight. All you had to do was hang out for another couple of hours.

“Wow, it’s almost like we should have just booked the later flight to begin with,” Danny said sarcastically as he followed you towards the waiting area. You shot him a menacing look before turning to face forwards again.

“You just aren’t capable of admitting when you’re wrong, are you?” You asked with an exasperated sigh as you found a seat in the corner by a phone charger.

“I can admit that I’m wrong…I just never am,” he replied with a devilish smirk. You cringed and jerked your leg away when he placed his large hand on your knee and squeezed gently. Like hell you’d let him touch you right now. At this rate you weren’t sure you’d let him touch you ever again, you thought to yourself before pulling your AirPods out of your bag and carefully nestling them into your ears. You cycled through a few songs before finally designing to turn on the true crime podcast you friend had been begging you to listen to for months. You ignored him the rest of the time you spent waiting, finishing nearly 3 episodes before it was time to board. Once you were on the plane, you spitefully made sure to sit in the window seat. You expected to hear him complain, but weren’t bothered that he remained quiet. You put your headphones back in and fell asleep listening to music, waking up as the plane stuck the landing in the next city.

Danny picked up the rental car as you tracked down your baggage, and you rode in silence to the hotel. He dropped you off by the door, and you went to check in while he found a parking space. You handed him a key card and headed towards the elevator without explanation. He could grab the bags or you’d just worry about your suitcase tomorrow since all your immediate necessities were in your carry on. You unlocked the door to your room, loosing a sigh of relief knowing that the day was nearly over. You always hated travel days.. You sat down on the edge of the bed, clicking through the channels on the small tv until the door swung open again. Danny walked in and carelessly tossed the bags on to the extra bed with a drawn out sigh. You bit back a snarky remark, pretending that you hadn’t seen him treat your luggage so roughly. You watched as he strode into the bathroom and turned on the shower. You averted your eyes as he undressed and stepped in, busying yourself with unpacking your toiletries bag.

After a few moments, he walked back out of the bathroom with a towel slung low on his hips. “You ready to lose that attitude yet?” He asked casually, as he walked past you towards the bedroom area. You pretended to not hear him, taking the time to carefully unpack all of your skincare supplies to prepare for your nighttime routine. You didn’t hear him sneak back across the room, but you felt his calloused hands settle on your hips. You glanced up into the reflection of the mirror and audibly groaned when you saw his smirking face behind you. “I bet I know what would help,” he said suavely, leaning in to kiss and nip at your neck playfully. You hated how unfair this felt because he knew how much you loved being kissed there. You took a deep, steadying breath and decided that two could play that game.

“Yeah, what’s that?” You asked, trying to play dumb, but not doing a good job at masking the tension in your tone. Before he even had a chance to answer, you spun around abruptly to face him, digging your pointer finger into his chest as you pushed him away. “You gonna fix me with your big. magic. cock. daddy?” You said as sarcastically as you could muster, making sure to put a whine in your voice for the ‘daddy’ bit. A look of shock spread across his face, filling you with pride until the look transformed into lustful curiosity. He smiled slightly, exuding arrogance as he looked down his nose at you.

“Why are you always such a fucking brat?” He asked in a dramatically frustrated tone. He sighed loudly, like an exhausted parent as if he didn’t know what to do with you and was already tired of your shenanigans. You glanced down, surging with pride when you noticed the tent he was pitching in his pants revealing how he really felt.

“Because you drive me insane!” You shot back, playing into the drama even more by crossing your arms again and giving him your best scowl.

“Well..ditto, you mouthy bitch,” he replied so plainly that you were caught off guard. Your mouth fell open in genuine shock because as far as you knew, he’d never called you a bitch before—at least not to your face. You expected to be angry, and he probably expected you to be, too…but you strangely didn’t hate it. You still swatted at him, trying to push him away—or pretending to try anyway. Without another word, he pursed his lips and dodged your hands, bending down, gripping right above your knees and throwing you over his shoulder as he stood up in one fluid motion. You writhed and kicked, smacking his shoulder and back as you tried and failed to free yourself. He shook his head and shook with quiet laughter.

“I fucking hate you,” you ground out as he easily carried you across the room. You were honestly annoyed at how aroused you were right now, and you were even more annoyed when laughter bubbled out of you as he tossed you onto the bed. You scooted towards the headboard until you could lie back with your head on the pillows and watch him crawl up your body tauntingly slow. He used one hand to grip the waistband of your panties and yank them hard, causing the fabric to rip and fall away like tissue paper. You took a deep breath, turning your face away from him again. His breath coated your neck as he peppered kisses across the hollow of your throat, inhaling deeply before sinking his teeth into the skin of your shoulder just enough to wring a gasp from you and leave a faint indentation behind. You didn’t see him toss his towel, but you heard the smack of the wet material landing on the tile floor near the door.

“I hate you, too,” he whispered against the shell of your ear between kisses that trailed from your jaw down to your collarbone. Your heart raced when he used his knees to gently spread your legs open wider so he could settle between them. His index finger skated up slowly from your knee, pausing just before it found the wetness pooling at the apex of your thighs. “Maybe I should fuck you like I hate you?” He mused lazily, trailing his finger up higher until he could feel the heat radiating from your core, then coming to a stop. “Maybe I should just fuck you right into the mattress so hard and deep that the headboard thumping wakes the neighbors?” He sounded amused, and you had to admit that it was a tempting offer, even if you were still annoyed with him and his antics. You tried to ignore the thought along with the dull, throbbing ache that you felt between your thighs.

“Do it then,” you challenged, jutting out your jaw and quirking an eyebrow defiantly. Without warning, he suddenly had your wrists pinned above your head with one hand while the other delicately traced the curve of your cheek. You held your breath as the tip of his cock prodded at your entrance. He paused, smirking down at you as he thrusted forward, slipping in to the hilt with a small gasp as you stretched around him.

“Fuck,” was all he could manage with his cock still buried so deep inside you. He slowly pulled out before slamming back in, over and over. The lewd sound of his skin colliding with yours filled the room. You were already sweaty and panting by the time he had started absolutely railing you into the bed, pounding into you with vicious snaps of his hips. You hadn’t noticed how quiet you had gotten until he whined, “Let it out, wanna hear you say my name…please.” The tinge of desperation urged you to cry out, whining and writhing beneath him as you dug your nails into his back, pulling him as deep as he could possibly go. Something had snapped within you, and a tidal wave of pleasure rushed over you. You nearly blacked out from the intensity, getting lost in the haze of wave after wave cresting and washing over you as he deftly fucked you through it. His name fell from your lips, causing his thrusts to become more and more erratic until you felt his body shudder as he threw his head back, moaning as he pulled out at the last second and painted your heat with his cum. He carefully reached between you, trailing his finger through the mess before bringing it to your lips. You felt delightfully naughty when you took his finger into your mouth, sucking it clean and releasing it with a pop. He smiled down at you lovingly, looking as flushed and fucked out as you felt, before hopping out of bed. You watched his cute butt jiggle as he walked away, returning quickly with his half hard cock still weeping as it bobbed through the air. He cleaned you up with a damp hand towel and tossed it to the floor before plopping down beside you with a content sigh. You curled around him and laid your head against his chest, listening as his pounding heart settled and slowed. Apologies could be shared later…for now you wanted to catch your breath and snuggle up next to the beautiful asshole beside you.

Sammy:

You made a note to turn off the auto play feature on your favorite streaming service once you realized what had happened. You debated lying and pretending you hadn’t already seen the next episode of the show you had been watching with Sammy, but you weren’t very good at dishonesty and he was way too clever not to catch on. Defeated, you decided to tell him when he got home, but you hadn’t expected him to be this upset.

After you told him, you watched as a range of emotion flooded out of. He went from confused to angry then sad before finally landing on whatever this was. It felt like a weird mixture of disappointment and surprise, and you hated yourself for being the cause. You watched as he loosed a sigh, wiggling free from his clothes and climbing into bed quietly. He settled into his usual spot, scrolling through his phone much quieter than normal. You had apologized profusely and sincerely; you had even promised that it would never happen again, but it clearly wasn’t enough to fix him. You eased into your spot beside him, not quite daring to get comfortable while you waited for something—anything to happen. After a few moments, you announced, “Sam, I don’t know how else to apologize.” You hadn’t intended to sound annoyed, but it unfortunately came out that way..

“It’s fine!” He lied, and a frustrated sigh escaped you, which pulled his attention towards you. He frowned as he said, “I guess I just thought it was something we did together, but it’s fine.” You knew it was a lie, but your heart broke because he didn’t even sound mad anymore. You rolled over to face him, propping yourself up on your elbow and flashing him a mischievous smile. He looked apprehensive, but smiled weakly anyway.

“What if I told you that I might know a way to maybe make it up to you?” You asked slyly, hoping he’d catch the hint as you snaked your hand under the blanket and let it rest on his lower tummy. He smiled weakly and shrugged. You let your hand wander further south until you reached his cock. He turned his hips away, dodging your touch entirely. “Sammy, please let me show you how sorry I am,” you whined, sticking your lower lip out in a pout while fluttering your eyelashes up at him. He rolled his eyes and sighed, but you noticed the faint twitch of the corner of his mouth. You took that as a yes and slid down his torso, pulling the covers up over your head before taking his cock in your hand and licking a stripe up the underside of it from base to tip. The tension in his body melted away, so you continued, taking his length into your mouth and taking immense pleasure from the feeling of him growing hard in your mouth. You delicately tongued the slit at the tip of his cock, using a smooth swirling motion before releasing the head with a pop. He stifled a moan, and you noticed the muscles in his abdomen flutter and twitch. You started to bob your head rhythmically, making sure to occasionally take him deeper down your throat. He lifted the blanket to watch you, reaching down with one hand to form a makeshift ponytail for you. You’d gag and choke, taking him as deep as you could and trying to ignore the tears pooling in the corner of your eyes as the drool began dribbling down your chin. You used gathered it carefully with two fingers before carefully maneuvering your hand so you could gently massage his back door. He jumped at the new sensation, but easily accepted it and even moaning for you once he realized you weren’t pushing for more.

“Th-that feels good,” he stuttered as his hips bucked involuntarily, blinking every time he hit the back of your throat. You hummed as you traced small circles with your finger around his entrance, mimicking the circles your tongue was making around his sensitive tip. “Y/n,” he groaned in pleasure tensing all the muscles in his abdomen and training his eyes on you got dangerously close to the precipice of his own orgasm. “G-gonna cum,” he admitted breathily. You swallowed hard, milking his cock with your throat muscles and propelling him over the edge. You appreciated that he always warned you before he came, but you loved the look of amazement and adoration on his face when you made him spill down the back of your throat. When you pulled away, you licked your lips and he used his thumb to wipe the drool off your chin, before leaning in to kiss you passionately, slipping his tongue into your mouth and undoubtedly tasting himself there. You managed to fight the urge to climb on top of him, but you couldn’t contain the moan that rumbled out of you and into the kiss.

After begrudgingly pulling away with a sigh, you kissed the tip of his nose and giggled when he gave you a lazy smile. “If you want to go ahead and start the show, I’ll make us a pitcher of margaritas and some snacks,” you offered as sweetly as you could, hoping he wasn’t upset still. “I already selected the episode you missed,” you amended carefully.

He nodded and leaned in for one more sweet kiss, softly whispering, “I love you, y/n,” before pulling away and flashing you a goofy grin. You hurried off to the kitchen, making sure to return as quickly as possible so you could watch the show with him this time.

#greta van fleet #josh kiszka #jake kiszka #danny wagner #sam kiszka #gvf #greta van smut #gvf smut #smutty headcanons #gvf headcanons #hc requests

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redrumrose · 2 years

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I'd really like to make some aesthetic boards for Dmitri and Sunny, and maybe Em and Chayne too, so can I use your art as the central image? I'll credit you if I get around to posting them on my own blog. (also I love that you hc Sunny's singing voice as the lead singer of greta van fleet because I'm a huge fan of greta van fleet! who do you hc Sunny's speaking voice as tho?)

GAAASP!!! Yes absolutely! You can use them (I love aesthetic boards!)!!! Tag/message me if you do, I'd LOVE to see them!!! ^0^ (ALSO YAAY!!! Another GVF fan!!!)

For Sunny's speaking voice, ya'll are gonna laugh pffft ^^;

He kind of sounds like Ethan when he talks (the other guy from Unus Annus/CrankGamePlays on YT xDD) Tbh, I don't really watch his main youtube channel, but I watched UA and thought his voice was great (especially his laugh!) xD He has that right amount of silly, weird, sweet, over the top-ness sound to his voice that I imagine Sunny having (Josh's speaking voice is a little too rough sounding x3)

#on the hilarious side to all this #Ethan swears and says alot of suggestive stuff while Sunny is the purest little cinnamon roll on the planet #so if I'm watching a compilation or something and he swears I'm just imagining Sunny saying it and I'm just like #'NOOOO MY SON. MY SWEET SUMMER CHILD you're too nice to be saying such things!!!'#just be prepared if you look up clips of Ethan and hear him say stuff Sunny would never say hahah xDDD

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joshstambourine · 3 years

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Greta Van Fleet and Their Kid’s First Day of School

Y’all seemed to love my GVF as Dad’s head canon so I thought I’d continue on the same line with something else cute~ I’ve had this idea since I mentioned it in a fic I recently wrote (A Girl Named Ivy) so I thought I might as well throw a head canon together for it as well... SO I STOP THINKING ABOUT IT LMAO.

Taglist: @anditsmywholeheart @babydxll

Josh

He strikes me one of those dads who is actually really excited for his kid to start school. Not that he doesn't want them around, or that he doesn't realize its the mark of the beginning of the end... but because he knows this is a part of growing up.

Josh can tell while they are out shopping for new school clothes that his kid is excited. They are beginning to feel grown up, even if its just in a small way --- and Josh is proud of them for that.

I just can't imagine him being the kind of parent that struggles with letting them go, instead I see him being the kind of parent that just wants to nurture their growth in everyway.

"What about this shirt for your first day? You know what we should get you?? A set of wheelies!"

"Josh they don't allow those in schools anymore..."

*Whispers* "We'll get you some wheelies, just don't tell mom."

He'd make sure he goes through the checklist the school had sent out multiple times, trying to make sure they have everything they could possibly need.

When the big day finally comes, he would be talking with his little one all morning making sure they know they are going to have a great time and make lots of friends.

He would want to help make their lunch but instead just spends all his time drawing a picture of a rabbit with a cowboy hat riding on a goats back to put in instead.

Josh wouldn't be able to stop himself from looking in the rearview every few minutes to look over the little ones face. Trying to make sure they didn't look nervous at any point. If they do he'd find a way to reassure them.

"You remember that nice lady that gave you that cool cat sticker a few weeks ago? She's going to be there all day today! She's actually your teacher, isn't that cool?" Josh would just want to do everything in his power to keep them feeling relaxed.

"You give 'em hell today, okay?" Josh would say when they stood outside of the classroom, watching the little one nod. "Before you know it I'll be here to pick you up."

"You promise?"

"Of course I promise... I need someone to go get ice cream with!" He would say as he'd move to give them a tight hug.

"I love you."

"I love you too Dad."

As soon as the classroom door shuts, Josh won't be able to stop smiling the rest of the walk back to the car. He would be just so proud that he raised such a fearless kid.

The first thing Josh would ask when he picks them up at the end of the day,

"So? Did you learn how to move things with your mind yet?"

"No but did you know squares have four sides...?!"

Jake

Oh god.

Jake is going to be having such a tough time.

He wants to be a big strong man about this. "It's so silly... why would I be sad about them going to school?! That's ridiculous."

He would pretend like he didn't care.

Anytime his little one asks about what school is going to be like, he gives very quick pointed answers so he doesn't have to think about them being grown up enough to go.

"Is it too late to home school them...?"

"Yes Jake it's too late to home school them."

Jake just wants to hold hands the whole time they are school shopping. He doesn’t want to let them go.

"Jake, you have to let them go so they can pick out what they want."

"They can bring me where ever they want to be. I can help them reach what they need.”

The moment his kid puts their backpack on their shoulders, even just to test it out, he’s going to need to take a moment. When did his baby get so grown up?!

He thought that was bad but then the school assessment kills him.

Jake wants to be the one to make their lunch for their first day, its a special day, this little one deserves something special. He'd hide candies and other treats at the bottom so Mom won't see.

There is no way Jake isn’t driving his kid on their first day of school. He’s going to talk with them all the way to class with their hand clasped in his.

I think despite how well he covers it over, his kid can probably tell that he’s having a hard time letting them go.

“Dad?”

“Yeah...?”

“I’ll be okay.”

Hearing them say that would make him smile, trying so hard not to cry. Jake would lean down and immediately give them a huge hug. “I know.” He’d tell them.

“I’m just going to miss you lots.”

“I’ll miss you too.” They’d say, “But. Mom says that I’ll have time to draw pictures probably. Would you like a picture Dad?”

“I’d love a picture.”

As soon as Jake gets back to the car he’s a sobbing mess. He’s so proud but its so hard to see your baby grow up.

Sam

Sort of like Josh I think that Sam is excited for his little one to start school. He has so much confidence in his kids abilities.

Sam would just assume that whatever task is sent his little ones way will be accomplished with all of their effort.

He feels like the kind of parent to hype up school any chance he gets for his kid. He wouldn’t want his kid to be nervous, so he’d say just about anything to keep them from being scared.

When Sam brings his kid in for the assessment he is just going to be absolutely beaming with joy.

He’s just such a proud dad. Getting to see his kid answer questions and have so much fun is going to have him over the moon.

“Buddy you did so good with those shapes! When did you learn those??”

Sam would be on the ball for school shopping. Everything that’s on the school given list and then some.

“Sam... they don’t need a dictionary --- they can’t even read yet.”

“Just incase! You never know!”

*Insert Sam looking for dirty words and snickering to himself*

He’d also want to practice so much with his kid before the big day comes. Going over their numbers and ABC’s so they feel nice and prepared.

When the big day does come around he is immediately going to have his camera out, ready to take some nice first day at school pictures. Whether they are waiting for the bus or he’s driving them to the school.

There are going to be like a million pictures.

So many.

“You’ve got your crayons?”

“Yes.”

“Are you sure?! I just want to make sure. Oh and you’ve got your lunch box?? Mom made you such a good lunch.”

“Yup! I’ve got everything!”

“Excellent work~” He’d hum, “You're going to have an awesome first day!”

Danny

Danny I could imagine feeling a little nervous for his little one to start school

He would never tell his kid this of course; I feel like he would understand how well attuned kids can be to feelings, especially nervous feelings.

So he tries to bury his worried feelings.

They’d come out a little every time his baby shows any concerns about school. But he will stuff them down and try to be as reassuring as he can.

“You’re going to make so many friends, buddy! You aren’t even going to notice Mom and Dad aren’t there, y’know? They also have lots of cool toys.”

Danny seems like the kind of Dad that would want them to feel confident. So if that meant lots of new clothes, or cool school supplies. He’d get it for them. Above everything he just doesn’t want them at any point to have a hard time in this process.

In all honesty though he’s the one having the hard time.

His kid is probably hella excited.

Danny sort of strikes me as a parent who would pack a really nice lunch for his kid. Like. This kid isn’t just going to have a ham sandwich like the rest of the loser kids in their class.

#AestheticLunch

The scene I sort of keep running in my head is with Danny standing at the end of the driveway holding his kids hand, they're both just leaning out waiting for the school bus to come around the corner.

“Hey dad?”

“Yeah?”

“...I’m sorta scared.”

“Buddy, it’s okay to be scared. This is a new thing for you. It’s totally okay to be worried about it.”

“I know...”

“Is there something that’s scaring you a lot though?”

The kid would nod, “...I’m going to miss you.”

Danny’s heart would just melt, and he’d pull them up into his arms for a huge hug. “I’m going to miss you lots too! But. As soon as you get home we can play as much as you want, okay?”

Watching his kid get onto the bus is going to be such a scary thing, but he knows it’ll all work out.

I feel like he would plan something fun for afterwards. Whether it be like going to get ice cream, or taking them out to a movie. Just something to celebrate!

Well that’s all of those! Sorry they’re a little bit more briskly written I sort of wanted to get those out of my head so I can focus on the next part of What Friends Do. As always if you guys want an actual full fic written for one of these, let me know~

Fun note! My first day of school was proceeded by going to an amusement park on the Friday. Going to a friends house and dislocating my elbow on the Saturday. Having major surgery on the Sunday. And then sobbing my whole first day, the Tuesday.

#Greta Van Fleet #josh gvf #jake gvf #sam gvf #danny gvf #gvf fanfiction #greta van fic #greta van fleet roleplay #greta van fleet fan fiction #greta van fleet hc #gvf hc #gvf imagine

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dreams-madeof-strawberrylemonade · 4 years

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Christmas at Josh’s cabin - Headcanons

Request: HERE A/N: Thank you anon!! Sorry though it wasn’t in time for Christmas. I stan soft Josh!! Also that picture, I’m -

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Josh helps you get out of the car as you arrive at the cabin deep in the heart of the woods.

Everything around you is so silent, yet so beautiful underneath a sheer-to-medium layer of snow.

You entered the wooden cabin which was warm and welcoming.

Josh unloads your things from the car and carries them into the house.

It was your first Christmas together and you were nervous. You obviously told this to Josh and he was quick to comfort you.

At your request, Josh brought some festive Christmas decorations and he helped you put them around the cabin.

When nightfall came around, Josh suggested you go outside for a walk.

You agree, so you dress accordingly.

Josh takes your hand and brings it up to his lips and places a kiss on your fingers.

You walk around the cabin, Josh showing you the surrounding area. That place was beautiful and the fact that you were there with Josh made it even more beautiful.

Josh shoved his hand in the pocket of his coat and took out a little paper bag and gives it to you, a big smile on his face.

You look inside and it’s a box. In the box is a necklace with a moon pendant.

You jump in Josh’s arms and thank him for the present and you thank the skies for having him by your side.

You and Josh sit down on a bench with a thick layer of snow, cozy and warm in each other’s arms. You admire the night sky.

Josh spots a falling star and tells you to make a wish.

You make your wish and kiss him. Josh kisses you back and starts telling you stories from his childhood.

You get back in the cabin and take a hot bath together before giving Josh his Christmas gift. You picked out vinyls of his favorite albums, the ones he missed in order to complete his record collection.

Josh puts on one of the new records you gave him and you listen to it as you cuddle closer to his chest.

Josh thanks you for being in his life and tells you how much he loves you.

Tags: @myownparadise96, @satans-helper, @jeordinevankiszka, @littlegeekwonder, @songbirdkisses, @pomegranatecurses, @umbriellethenightfall, @freeeshavacadoo, @karrotkate, @mountainofthesunn, @bigthighsandstupidguys

#uhh i want a josh by my side #he is such an angel #oof #josh kiszka #josh kiszka x reader #josh kiszka hc #greta van fleet #gvf #greta van fleet headcanons #gvf hc #requested #writing

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imacrowcawcaw · 4 years

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Oh if you're going to write a continuation of the lingerie fic it would be nice if Danny buys it for Sam ♡♡♡ like if he's out shopping and sees something pretty and thinks 'Sammy would look gorgeous in this' ♡

Oh god that is so hot? And so sweet?? Ughhh damn that's not what I'm writing out right now BUT I can either work it in or write a third one.... wow i seriously want that.

Like, how hot would it be for Danny to just be going through the mall, getting some Christmas presents or something - away from those sneaky Kiszka's so they don't fuck with his surprises - and he passes a Victoria's secret, like you do

And he almost walks away but then he sees this little lacy bra, a few racks in

immediately he thinks how nicely the powder blue would contrast with Sam's tan skin, how good that delicate lace would feel rubbing up against his chest while they make love, pictures Sam's face when he unwraps a special gift, only for their eyes

And, of course, Danny is incredibly unsure about stepping into a store like that, but it's the holidays so he's not the only guy getting gifts for his girlfriend gorgeous partner that he loves so much that just so happens to have a dick in that lace

So he gets the bra, and then he spots another store on his way out of the mall, and he goes in

The outfit should be complete, right? And Danny honestly really likes buying stuff for Sam, he finds, so he spends nearly an hour browsing racks and picking out different fabrics and patterns and accessories, anything he thinks Sam would like or look absolutely devastating in

Hes went way over his planned budget, but hey that's whats good about being a rockstar

And then, he gets home, wraps it up, and gives it to Sam on Christmas....

Kay so I did that little bit headcanon style, but I will actually write this one too cause I'm super invested and excited now! Yay, thank you so much for the idea!!!

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arcaneblaine · 2 years

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I’ve literally been wanting a story about josh with this concept😭😭 it’s so cute cause I know that man would blush so damn hard if he was called that

Literally exactly what I was thinking bestie

#*cracks wips*#i might do an hc thing that no one asked for #greta van fleet fanfic #gvf imagine #josh kiszka x reader

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stuntgirlatthevampiremansion · 4 years

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yay happy gretaversary!!! ❤️ to start, what do you think are the boys’ coffee orders?

Heyyy, thank you for sending!! 😊😊

I know basically nothing about coffee so this is based on what I’ve learned from coffee drinkers and the vibes I get from the different coffees 😂

Jake drinks double shot espresso with a but of foam or cram and cinnamon or a macchiato. He seems to me to be the most picky about his coffee and how its made, what kinds of beans to use, and all of that. I also feel like he’d the the one who drinks the strongest coffee out of the four.

Josh drinks either mocha or latte. More mocha because he likes how the chocolatey taste masks the strong coffee taste, also asks for a lot of whipped cream he prefers sweeter things. If he’s on the go then he takes a latte. Maybe he’d prefer it made with almond milk over cow milk, but he doesn’t mind either.

I think Danny would be the most likely to drink iced coffee or cappuccino. He is generally not picky about his coffee but sometimes he doesn’t want the strong heat of hot coffee so hell take iced coffee, it makes him feel lighter and more energized. cappuccino makes him feel cozy and nice, he probably grabs the mug with both hands.

Sam is definitely picky about his milk and coffee. He drinks only with almond milk or other plant milk, but he cant handle strong coffee, he likes it soft and almond milky so he drinks chai latte bc he’s a hipster

this was really fun! Thanks again and i hope I didn’t get it all wrong 😂😂 what do you think they’d order??

#Greta van fleet hc #gvf headcanon #i guess #answered

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lantern-inthenight · 4 years

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#since i'm doing the dad van fleet hcs later #gvf #greta van fleet #greta van meme #meme #danny wagner #josh kiszka #jake kiszka #sam kiszka

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silver--storms · 4 years

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Daydream

little daydream HC I thought of while sitting in a McDonald's drive-thru. I had to pull over and jot this down, hope you like it. p.s this was written on my phone, if there's any mistakes let me know. Thanks!

NSFW 18+ only. Oral sex/fingering, it's smut y'all.

Josh caresses the soft, delicate skin between your thighs.

His fingers making his way to your center, he moves them at an agonizingly slow pace, teasing you with every second.

Once he makes contact with your clit, he gently rubs little circles. He smirks while watching your hips jerk and twitch at the sensation.

He lays down on the bed beneath you, using his arms to prop himself up to get better access to you.

He drapes your legs over his shoulders, scooting you down closer to him, he wastes no time and slowly works his index finger inside of you.

You moan when he grazes your g-spot, he knows exactly where to go, he's memorized your sweet spots.

He turns his finger upward inside of you, pushing against your g-spot, picking up the pace he decides to insert a second finger.

At this point, you're dripping from his teasing, you couldn't help but squirm against him and buck your hips for more.

Josh looked up at you with slit and lust filled eyes, he lowered his head making contact with your heat.

With one long, wet swipe of his tongue, he lapped up your juices and pulled a loud mewl from your lips.

You grabbed a handful of his curls just trying to stabilize yourself as he continued eating you out in a feverish pace.

You felt yourself quiver, legs shaking against his head, you tried not to squeeze them together too hard, but it was becoming more and more difficult.

Josh increased his pace, jolting you against the headboard with the force of his fingers gliding in and out of you.

He paused for a moment, coming up for air, he smiled at you and kept going with just his fingers.

The sight of his wet lips, covered in your dew,, could make you cum instantly, but you wanted more.

You quickly pushed his head back down to continue, his nose tapping your clit ever so slightly drove you wild.

You writhed against his tongue, practically riding his face, you felt your back start to arch and the room turning a hazy white.

Before you knew it, you hit your high, hard and fast.

Josh could tell by how you contracted around him and the warm sensation running down his hand, he maintained the same pace but increased his force.

It was all you could do to hold back from screaming, biting your lip and moaning loudly.

Josh joined you, humming against your clit, making sure you got to ride out your climax completely.

Bouncing yourself up and down against his face, grunting and moaning expletives.

You cried out his name, "Josh, ohhh fuckk...Oh God, don't stop, please keep going." you whimpered.

Once you came down, Josh crawled up next to you, placing little kisses to your cheek until you caught your breath.

He chuckled, pulling you into sloppy and wet kisses, "That good?" he snickered.

"No, it was terrible, awful!" you rolled your eyes at him in between your breathless panting, "Totally didn't almost pass out." you laughed.

The two of you cuddled until you drifted to sleep in each other's arms.

💕💕 Let me know if you want a Danny one.

#i want to do a danny one too #i have been in a josh/danny mood lately #josh kiszka #greta van fleet #gvf #josh gvf #josh kiszka fic #my writing #hc

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okietrish · 4 years

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triissshh give us some headcanons of the twins letting you know they like you but with their actions instead of their words👀

Josh-

-He is a door opener, yall know it, I know it. Cute.

-He would listen to the artists you enjoy, even if they “aren’t his type”

-He would ask you for advice. “I trust you, please. What would you do?”

-Memes. Lots of memes.

-Getting deeply interested in whatever your passion is. Art? He is taking you to museums. Music? He is constantly making playlists. Sewing? You bet your ass this passionate little man is whikihow-ing the basic techniques. He would dive deep, because the things you love he loves.

-Non stop compliments, but not cheesy ones.

-“Your laugh is infectious”

-“You’re so kind”

-“Your voice brings me peace”

Someone send me Josh right now I just wanna cuddle.

Jake-

-Chivalry isn’t dead. It is alive and well in the soul of a guitarist.

-“Do you need anything?”

-“Do you want a blanket?”

-“I picked up a coffee for you one the way.”

-Always being able to adjust to the type of mood you’re in. Wild and crazy? He is dancing with you. Slow and steady? He is stepping with you always. He matches your energy.

-Asking how you feel about things before giving his opinion to give you the space to be honest with him. He is always honest with you, but never disrespectful.

-KINDNESS?!?!

-He would greet you with a hug every time he sees you. Hello and goodbye are hug time!

-Watching your favorite tv shows and as he is catching up to where you are he would text you his reactions no matter what. “Did that really just happen?” “NO! THEY CAN’T BE” “the writers are TRYING to kill me!” “Why did you make me watch this? I am emotional.” “Best episode ever.”

-He would do anything you asked him to, almost to a fault.

Send me a mans like Jake Kiszka and I’ll never complain again!

This is an old request, but I loved it! Sorry it didn’t come sooner! It feels good to be back and writing again. Thank you for sending this in my darling. Love you!

SLEEPOVER TONIGHT!

Send in anything you so please and I’ll see what I can do!

Chat me up ya’ll. I’m here to talk.

#just Trish things #GVF #sleepover!#-HC

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pennylannia-blog · 5 years

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send me any song and the name of one of the gvf boys

and i’ll write a little hc associated to it

#i never finished the one i did before YIKES #i might actually not get around to doing all of them bUT ILL TRY MH HARDEST #gvf hcs #do it you wont

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indigostreaking · 1 year

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if you’re still doing headcannons, can you do one on the guys comforting you after a bad dream? <3

Awh that’s cute! Yes 🥰

Josh:

You woke up in a panic with your heart racing. It was just a bad dream, you said to yourself, trying to calm down. Josh rolled over sleepily and draped his arm over your side. “What’s wrong, bug?” He asked in his raspy tired tone with his face nuzzled into the crook of your neck.

“Nothing,” you lied. He scooted closer and pulled your back flush against his bare chest.

“Y/n, I know when you’re lying…plus I can feel how fast your heart is beating,” you heard the smile in his voice, which made you relax into his arms even more.

“It was just a bad dream,” you admitted with a sigh. Josh squeezed you tighter, placing a few sweet kisses across your shoulder and down the back of your neck, which elicited quiet giggles from you.

“Naked at work or the giant junebug?” He asked between kisses and you rolled your eyes. You sometimes forgot how in tune he was with you and how much he remembered of what you told him.

“Junebug,” you groaned and he stifled a laugh. You rolled over, pushing him away in feigned anger. “It has no fear! It just flies around all crazy!” You defended your fear and made him laugh even louder.

“C’mere, bug,” he whispered, pulling you back in and intertwining his body with yours. “It was just a dream…I promise I won’t let any giant bugs get you, june or otherwise,” he kissed your forehead gently and smiled down at you, holding you close until you both drifted off to sleep.

Jake:

You knew it was a dream, but it didn’t make it hurt less seeing Jake with someone else. You used the back of your hand to wipe away the tears before crawling out of bed to go get a drink. As you made your way down the hall, you heard the quiet plucking of his acoustic guitar, and couldn’t help but peek inside the dimly lit music room. “Hey, love, you okay?” He asked gently as he placed his guitar back in its stand. You shook your head no, and he patted the spot next to him on the brown leather couch. He twisted in his spot, tucking one leg underneath him so he could face you fully. “Please tell me what happened,” he whispered as he tucked a strand of hair behind your ear before carefully turning your face towards his.

“It wasn’t real, so it’s silly of me to be this upset, but—” you began, but had to stop when the back of your throat burned with the threat of new tears.

“Hey, shh, it’s okay. Sometimes dreams feel real,” he soothed, pulling you into him with a snug embrace. You let your head rest against his shoulder as you sniffed away the tears.

“I just had a dream that you were with someone else, and you looked happy,” your voice cracked and you had to stop again before you started sobbing. You felt ridiculous, but Jake wasn’t having it.

“Y/n,” he said softly, but with a stern undertone to his voice as he leaned away, causing you to look up at him. “I love you, and only you.” The sincerity of his words warmed your heart and you felt your worry melt away.

“I love you,” you replied softly, leaning in to kiss his full lips gently.

“Good,” he smirked before leaning in for another kiss. “Wanna stay in here and listen for a bit before we both go to bed?” He asked and you were nodding yes before he even finished talking. You grabbed the blanket off the back of the couch and settled in as he picked up his guitar once more.

Danny:

Gasping for air, you were jolted awake in a cold sweat. Your racing heart was pounding in your chest, and the tent was dark and cold. You searched for your friend, but she was nowhere to be found. Probably snuck off with Sam, you thought to yourself with a sigh. You had only agreed to come on this stupid camping trip so she wouldn’t be alone, but here you were.. You groaned again, wrapping yourself in your blanket before unzipping the door and stepping out into the dark. Thankfully the fire was still going, so you settled onto a log nearby.

“Oh hey,” A voice came from behind you and you nearly jumped out of your skin. Danny laughed at your reaction and managed a quick apology before asking, “Bad dream?”

“How’d you know?” You frowned and contorted your mouth to hide it. He raised his eyebrows and laughed nervously.

“It’s not going to make you feel better if I tell you,” his eyes widened and he glanced down at the wood piled in his hands. Coooooool. So you were definitely making noises in your sleep.

“Cool cool cool,” you laughed awkwardly before covering your face in embarrassment.

“No! It’s fine! I mean, I could hardly hear you over those two anyway,” he motioned towards the tent behind him and you laughed. He placed the wood on the fire, prodding it with a stick to stoke it further. He wordlessly passed you a beer and a thin metal stick. You opened your bottle and took a swig as he peeled open the plastic bag of marshmallows. He held it up for you to take one, and the two of you sat in silence for a moment while they cooked. “Coldish beer and toasted marshmallows, the perfect cure to any nightmare,” he smirked and you couldn’t help but laugh—a deep, genuine belly laugh that made your eyes water.

Sammy:

“Call anytime, even if it’s just because you miss me,” Sam had told you before he left for tour. He had practically made you promise you would, but you really didn’t want to bother him unnecessarily. Even though your nightmare had you pretty thoroughly freaked out and paranoid of every little sound, you still felt bad dialing his number this late knowing he had a show tomorrow. It rang twice, then you heard your favorite sleepy sounding, “Hey baby.”

“I’m sorry to bother you, but I’m just really missing you,” you admitted. “I had a bad dream, and you’re usually here to distract me and make me feel better,” you sighed, closing your eyes and trying to imagine what he looks like right now.

You could hear him sit up and clear his throat a little. “First of all, you never bother me,” he began, and you smiled as you listened. “I’m always happy to hear your voice, even if it’s at…5am,” he stifled a laugh. “But I would love to be able to distract you right now,” he said cheekily, causing you to laugh.

“Samuel!” You scolded, knowing his brothers were likely sleeping in their bunks nearby on the bus.

“What? That always makes you feel better, doesn’t it, baby?” He was trying so hard to be smooth and you loved him for it. You sighed, unsure what else you could say. “Hey, do you see my sweater hanging up by the door?” He asked randomly.

“Yes?” You cocked your head sideways as you glanced across the room to see that it was still there.

“Go get it, and put it on..then it’ll be like I’m there with you keeping you warm,” he said softly, and you knew he was trying to keep his brothers from overhearing him being sweet. You sat the phone down and did as he asked, taking a deep breath and inhaling the scent that was undeniably Sammy.

“I love you,” you whispered into the phone, wrapping your arms around yourself and closing your eyes once more.

“I love you, baby. I’ll see you soon,” he replied softly and you could hear giggles in the background. “Jake says he loves you, too,” he groaned before hanging up the phone with what sounded like a struggle. You giggled to yourself and curled up in bed, easily falling right back to sleep.

#greta van fleet #josh kiszka #jake kiszka #danny wagner #sam kiszka #gvf headcanons #hc requests

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