Josh and Donna visit London, as prompted by Jess. Rated teen, set post-series.
‘You’re such a tourist,’ he throws back at her, turning his head to watch her as she digs around in her bag.
‘We’re both tourists,’ she says. ‘I’m just better at it than you are.’
Josh and Donna engage in light bondage and cunnilingus. That’s it. That’s the fic. Rated, as one might imagine, explicit.
She tries to put all the reassurance she can into her voice when she flexes her wrists experimentally against his fourth-favorite tie, tries to show him that she’s not nervous at all, that he doesn’t need to be, either.
Post-canon West Wing fic - Josh is on the Santos re-election campaign when he calls Donna. This is just an exchange between the two of them, the quality of which entirely depends on how in-character this feels.
I wanted to write a different fic for New Year’s Eve, but that one wouldn’t come together for me. So instead, this little piece of fluff. Happy, happy New Year, and here’s to a wonderful 2013!
Josh has to work late on New Year’s Eve. Rated general.
‘You should go meet the others. I’ll be there before midnight, I promise.’
A post-ep for NSF Thurmont. I’ve always felt that the Gaza arc was so compelling and dramatic but wasn’t concluded satisfactorily. I think it needed to move the Josh and Donna relationship forward, whether a little or a lot. So this is a scene that would take place after the scene where Josh is sat by her bedside at the end of NSF Thurmont. It also features Donna’s mother. Please enjoy.
Celebrating the distinct lack of apocalypse with fanfiction! It’s the evening of December 20th, 2012, and Josh is… working. Donna has a better idea. Rated teen.
‘The imminent demise of all living things gives me pause, Josh.’
Josh and Donna get drunk at the Hawk and Dove after all.
For A Very West Wing Christmas, as prompted here. I begged for someone else to take this, having tried (and tried) and failed to do something like this before, and inevitably it then basically wrote itself in my head.
Happy, happy Christmas my darlings! I’m so glad I ended up having time to write y’all something. Have a wonderful time celebrating, relaxing, and emoting at the telly of your choice ;)
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This isn’t my best work but I wanted to write some fic before Christmas, and I decided to write a fic related to War Crimes because that episode gives me all the feelings. This explores what would happen if Donna’s diary leaked. I hope you enjoy.
“I’ll just move to Nova Scotia. I hear it’s lovely there. And Sam told me the way, so I could probably get there, you know? Maybe I’ll get a job in a nice office, with a boss who has only been subpoenaed like a couple of times.”
Donna kisses someone beneath the mistletoe. It isn’t Josh. Petty jealousy ensues. A shamefully obvious response to the prompt “Josh and Donna and mistletoe” on averywestwingchristmas, doubling as an advent fic. Rated general.
‘What were we talking about?’ Josh asked, tearing his gaze away.
‘Whether I’d be covering up any drunken hook-ups on Monday. And no,’ CJ said firmly. ‘I won’t.’
The first Christmas he and Donna are together, Josh struggles to choose a gift for her. Rated general.
‘I always got you stuff that was maybe a little too personal because of how I felt about you, and now we’ve actually done something about our feelings, I want it to be better than before and I don’t know how to do that.’
