To spank or be spanked 😏

Hey guys! It’s Jen! I know I don’t go on here a lot because I can barely work email but there’s been a terrible rumor going around the last 24 hours so I wanted to clear it up. David O. Russell is one of my closest friends and we have an amazing collaborative working relationship. I adore this man and he does not deserve this tabloid malarkey. This movie is going great and I’m having a blast making it!
—  Jennifer Lawrence dismisses rumors of feud with ‘Joy’ director David O. Russell (x)
Anything for You ~A Joshifer One-Shot~

Hello everyone! After receiving word and legitimate picture proof that Josh and Jen were in NY together, I could not pass up on a drabble of course. It was kind of inevitable lol! This was thrown together relatively quickly, and late at night for that matter, so I apologize for any errors. But the feels man, the feels….

Anything for You

My fingers rap idly on the car door as I gaze out the window, my heart pounding within me.

It feels like it’s been months. It feels like it’s been years, decades even. When in reality, he and I have only been separated for a few weeks or so.

…Which is way too long. I’ve missed him so very much. He completes me. He’s essentially my second half. So having to go this long with minimal contact is definitely not my cup of tea.

When I received word that he was traveling to New York City, I knew I had to get to him. He was only four hours away by car. I could definitely make it happen.

And even though I was wrapped up in middle of filming, I didn’t care. Nothing else mattered, but him. I was desperate to get my way, no matter what it took.

My publicist argued with me, telling me it was nonsense, but I blew her off. My director screamed his distaste at me, completely taken aback that I wanted to leave set just to visit someone. 

But I pressed on. I fought back. There was nothing preventing me from seeing my Josh. I would not allow it.

Not with the threat of him leaving again. Not with the tug of filming and the rift our jobs create.

So finally, my efforts paid off.

I won against my director and the crew after a flat out verbal war. With a heave and a sigh, my publicist also backed down, and agreed to take me to New York, even if we could only go for a day.

But I agreed, happily. I was eager to take anything at that point. Anything that would ensure he and I were together again.

Now, here I am, winding through the maze of buildings and skyscapers, a smile crawling on to my face as I think of him.

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