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mayuichi · 6 months

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“... I didn't meant what I said.„

Saigiku Jouno x Reader Warning: unhealthy relationship behaviors (sorry I can't see Jouno be capable to have a healthy relationship with anybody)

Note : I skipped yesterday in my everyday fic because of some sickness, so I have to post twice today woohoo! I really hope I'll feel better soon ughhh

Art from the anime.

Despite the blanket covering your lap, you keep shivering from the cool air. Autumn slowly letting place to winter, December becoming colder day by day. It was one of the snowy days today. Those days you would love to spend home with your boyfriend.

Speaking of which, it was getting late, night already settled down. Yet he still isn't home. It isn't even surprising, he is part of the Hunting Dogs after all. You're used for him to get home extremely late, if just not coming home at all.

Sitting on the sofa, looking at some stupid TV show to pass the time, you're reading a book at the same time. You just want some background noises to not suffocate from the silence. You work too, of course, but your shift finishes at 5pm. It's already been two hours you're trying to kill time.

You have been waiting long enough, you're pretty sure he won't come home anytime soon. Placing down your book and turning the TV off, you make your way to the kitchen. Once again, you'd make food only for yourself. How long has it been since your last meal together ? A bit too long.

Picking each ingredient carefully, you start making yourself dinner, every so often glancing toward the window in case you'd see him come home. While waiting for the cooking to be over, checking from time to time in the oven, you pick your phone.

“I'll lock the front door. Be careful to not wake me up when you'll come home, if you even do. I have to wake up early tomorrow.„

You're pretty sure he won't even read it now. There has always been some ups and downs in between you, but it's been a while since the last good time. You couldn't help but doubt his words again. You sigh, feeling helpless.

Eating alone, you use once more the TV as only company. Does he love me? You question your own mind, knowing damn well it'll only hurt you further. But those questions keep repeating themselves in your mind until the next day.

Even throuhough your shift. You're tensed, so anxious it needs to end. He hasn't answered your last text, and didn't even went home.

Walking home, your head low, you don't want to see anyone. Holding the end of your scarf, you hurry back home. The cold air reddening your nose and ears, your fingers taking a blue tint. You even struggle to open your door, your hands shaking.

Rapidly closing the door behind you, you rub your hands against one another, yearning for some warmth. Without undoing your scarf or jacket, you make your way to the kitchen to make yourself a hot chocolate, only to see a tall figure waiting against the cupboard.

He is facing you, his arms crossed as a smirk adorned his face. “I can feel that you missed me, didn't you ?„ he hums. It isn't truly a question, he already knows the answer. Yet you don't plan on giving him one.

He raises an eyebrow when he hears your steps leaving to the bedroom, where you take off your scarf, jacket and shoes. He follows you close. “Aren't you planning on answering me ? Is it too much to ask to your little self?„

His smirk widens when he feels your heartbeat increase. He absolutely loves the way he can play your emotions like an instrument. So easy to read, and to control. “If you can't even utter a word, then what's the purpose of my presence. I thought you'd jump in my arms. Or perhaps... You don't truly love me ?„

He steps closer and closer, until his slender figure is hovering you, almost pinning you against the wall. Fluttering your eyes shut, anxiety rising in your body, your voice almost breaking as you speak. “I.. should be the one asking you that..„

He huffs in response, unsure of what you are trying to tell him. He brings his fingers under your chin. “Go ahead, word your thoughts then. I am all ears, darling.„

Your breath itchs in your throat. Feeling his soft yet hot breath against your nose, you muttered in a shy voice. “... I know your work asks you a lot of your time but.. You don't even text me...„

You see his expression not faltering even in the slightless. Instead, he just pulls away, sighing in disappointment. “Are you that needy ? Greedy for attention ? You should've known better when you desired to be with me. If you can't keep up, then I might just leave.„

His words sink in your mind. You turn your head away, barely capable to answer. “... I understand...„ it took you all your might to not let your voice break, but he knows better. He knows deep down you're dying from his words.

And even if he feels regret, speaking and admitting them out loud is another thing. He watches as you make your way to the living room, where you snuggle under the blanket and turn the TV on. He has always been cruel, but never going to that extend. Never expressing anything about leaving.

What if he truly does ? Would it make him feel better ? But you, in all that ? Does he think about how you feel ? You endured all his words, and his sadist behavior all the time, for only little to no comforting moment. You just have to handle it. Yet you are at your breaking point.

Drowning your sorrow and pain in that stupid show. It's all you can do if you don't want your mind to make you suffocate. The night quickly arrives, and with that, the cold breeze from the open window too.

Too absorbed into forgetting your aching heart, you don't hear the footsteps making their way to close the window. “Darling,„ his tone surprisingly sweet. “Here. I wouldn't want you to freeze.„

He places a hot chocolate in front of you on the coffee table, sitting down next to you. He doesn't try to touch you in any way though, surely knowing it isn't the time for it. You stare at the gentle treat he gives you.

You hesitantly reach for the cup, feeling its warmth spreading through your hands. You see him pick the TV remote to lower the volume. He lets out a heavy sigh, rubbing the back of his head in embarrassment.

“... Why do you act so kind suddenly ?„ you breath out, quietly blowing on the hot chocolate before taking a sip. You can hear him gulp. Perhaps he feels remorse now..

“... I didn't meant what I said.„ it's so hard for him to admit he's wrong. It makes you giggle, and you don't hide it, which makes him have a faint blush. He clears his throat, “... Don't laugh like that. It isn't fun.„

“Yet it would've been if I were the one to apologise.„ you sigh, keeping your eyes on that sweet drink he made you. He leans over you, his head almost resting on your shoulder.

“... I promise to make an effort, but please, don't leave yet. I want you to stay. It's better with you.„ it's the first time he shows himself being vulnerable. Yet, everyone has insecurities and weak side, right ? But he doesn't want anyone to see it. You're the only exception.

“If you don't push me to leave again, then... I won't. I love you also for your harsh words, but.. Just, don't make me feel like I'm a burden.„

He presses a gentle kiss on your cheek. You hope he'll change his behavior, but you can't be sure he will. You just allow yourself to doubt. He wraps his arm around your shoulder, rubbing it in a comforting gesture.

“You can't be a burden. You make me have another purpose than just serve for justice. You make me feel alive.„

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lilypadlys · 5 months

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Domestic December Day 10 - Kids

Dew comes across a lost ghoul kit and helps it find its way back to the nursery.

Notes: I had a lot of fun with this one so it ended up being decently longer than most of my stuff for this month. Oh well. Prompt list by comp-lady. See prompt list here

Ghoul kits below the cut or on AO3

Dew wanders the abbey late one afternoon, bored out of his mind. The rest of the pack was out on a grocery run. He had been banned from coming along after last time (he got into a screaming match with an old lady) and was left to wait for their return. One could argue that leaving him to his own devices wasn’t the best idea either but damage control was easier on the ministry grounds than a crowded urban area.

The result was that he had no one to take his boredom out on. The siblings stuck to their cliques and the other ghoul packs were occupied with chores. The final nail in the coffin was that Aether, the only other one still around the abbey, was busy working in the medical wing rather than devoting all of his attention to Dew (how dare he).

He was going to die of boredom without an intervention. Fortunately one such intervention arrived at the nick of time. In the form of a small ghoul kit. Dew, just wandering aimlessly and not watching his step, nearly trips over the poor thing. He stops himself at the last second and stares in a mixture of confusion and horror at the small creature sitting at his feet.

Sure, he’s aware of the nursery for the ghoul kits that come to populate the ministry. That doesn’t mean he wants anything to do with them. And yet he becomes forcibly involved when the kit pulls itself to its feet, waddles over, and latches onto his leg with an iron grip.

“Let go, you little gremlin.” Dew shakes his leg slightly. Understandably the kit just holds on tighter. “I said, get off.” He shakes his leg harder. The kit gets the wonderful idea to latch on even tighter. With its teeth.

Dew howls in pain as the kit bites down hard enough to break skin. At least now he has an excuse to bother Aether. He tromps down the halls to the medical wing, kit holding onto his leg the entire way. He slams the door of the medical offices open and stomps up to the desk. Aether looks up from his paperwork and rolls his eyes.

“Ah yes, my favorite pain in the ass.” He teases. “And how can I help you today? Being bored isn’t terminal by the way.”

“Haha, very funny.” Dew grouses. “I actually need help.”

Aether raises a brow. “Being horny isn’t terminal either.”

“No it’s not that. Just, ughhh! Look!” He points down at his leg, Aether leans over the counter and does a double take. “That’s a new one.”

“Stop gawking and do something about it!”

“Geez Dew.” Aether comes around the counter and squats down at Dew’s feet. “It’s just a kit. Probably got lost or something.” He pats the kit on the head before looking up. “Why didn’t you take them back to the nursery?”

“I did not sign up for babysitting duty!”

They’re both interrupted by the kit looking up at Dew with big eyes. “Mama?”

Dew groans and Aether laughs.

“Looks like babysitting duty chose you.” Aether stands and shrugs.

“Well I’m taking it back.” He pries the kit off his leg and holds it around its middle and at arm's length.

“Do you even know where the nursery is?” Aether asks as he adjusts Dew’s hold on the kit so he’s supporting it's back and head.

“Uh…”

“Alright, nevermind. Just watch the kit for a little while until I finish up here and I’ll help you bring them back in a bit. Okay?”

“Fine.” Dew eyes the kit suspiciously but all it does is blink back up at him and coo. “I guess I’ll take it to the den for now.”

“Okay, I’ll be there in a few hours. And be careful.”

Dew rolls his eyes.

“I’m serious. That’s a fire kit. Don’t let it near anything expensive or flammable.” Aether calls after him.

That gets Dew’s attention. He now notices the kit’s characteristic copper eyes and darker pigmentation around its limbs. Dew softens just slightly as he realizes. Now that he’s actually looking at the kit, he begrudgingly admits that it’s kinda cute. In a pudgy little gremlin way, but cute all the same.

“Huh.”

Dew takes the kit back to his room, a much more gentle journey than the one to the medical wing. He sets it on the bed, propping it up with some pillows.

“So now what?” He asks to no one in particular.

The kit answers. By beginning to wail at the top of its lungs.

“Ahh shit! No wait! Ahhh…” Dew winces as the kit kicks and screams. He lays his ears back, which helps some, but he needs to get this kit to stop screaming soon. “What’s wrong?” He asks as if the kit could answer. “Uh are you…” He gulps. “I swear to Satan.” He mutters as he lifts the kit up to sniff its diaper. “Thank Lucifer.” He sighs in relief. He is not changing any diapers today. Unfortunately, even one problem off the list, that doesn’t narrow it down much and the kit is still howling.

Dew catches sight of his guitar on its stand in the corner of the room. Music? They say that music soothes the savage beast. “Worth a shot.” He shrugs, crossing the room. He quickly dons his guitar and hits the power switch on his amp. He begins to strum out some major chords in an arpeggio. To his relief the kit’s cries lower in volume. He tries a different chord and the kit stops screaming all together, just sniffling now. The kit actually laughs when he launches in a solo.

He manages to entertain the kit like that for a while, playing song after song until the kit starts to yawn and rub its eyes.

“So now you’re tired.” Dew rolls his eyes with surprisingly little malice. “Let's get you to bed.”

He puts his guitar away and settles onto the bed. The kit crawls over and curls up next to him. Dew can’t help but protectively wrap his arms around it. It’s so small even next to his slight frame. The kit falls asleep almost immediately as Dew cuddles it. That’s how Aether finds them an hour later.

“What happened to, ��I don’t babysit”.”

“Oh shut up.”

“Well I’m free now if you want me to take it back to the nursery.”

Dew shakes his head. “They’re still sleeping. I don’t want to wake them.”

Aether chuffs. “Okay. Text me when they wake up.”

Dew nods and shoos Aether out.

When the kit does wake, Aether leads Dew to the nursery. The ghoul attendant sighs in relief when they see the kit in Dew’s arms.

“Oh thank goodness. We’ve been looking everywhere for Ember.”

“Ember?” Dew looks down at the kit fondly. “Good fire ghoul name.” Dew reluctantly hands the kit over but looks somewhat lost.

Aether jumps in. “Dew did such a great job taking care of Ember. He found them in the hall and watched them all day. He even made sure they had their afternoon nap.”

“Thank you so much for taking care of them!” The attendant says. Catching Dew’s frown they add, “You’re welcome to stop in and see them again sometime.”

Dew can’t hide the way his face lights up.

On the way back to the den Aether affectionately bumps Dew’s shoulder.

“Changed your tune huh?”

“Fuck off. They’re cute alright?”

“I can’t wait to tell Swiss and Mount.”

“Don’t you dare!”

All the same, Dew voluntarily stayed home from the next grocery run, instead opting to visit his new friend instead.

#the band ghost #ghost fanfiction #nameless ghouls #dewdrop ghoul #fluff #ghoul kits #domestic december 2023 #lys writes

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risingwiththeheatabove · 1 year

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A Little Honey - Chapter 7 - You Worry Me

Pairing: Josh X Reader

Series list

Warnings for series: Alcoholism, toxic parents, domestic abuse, drug use, alcohol use, explicit sexual content, smut, unprotected sex, fingering, oral, blood kink, praise kink, daddy kink, and probably so much more that I am forgetting.

Word Count 4.2K

February 2022

“You are ditching me for Danny?!” You whine as you throw yourself onto Nora’s bed.

“I am sorry! I can tell him I can’t make it and we can have a girls night.” She says stepping out of the bathroom already dressed for dinner.

“No, don’t cancel. I want at least one of us to have a valentine.” You huff as you sit up to watch her finish her make up. She had borrowed a red top of yours for the evening and wanted to finish the look with a smokey eye.

“I am sure he just got wrapped up in tour prep.” She offered Josh an excuse for over looking the holiday.

“The same tour Danny is prepping for?” You shot back with a slightly annoyed tone.

“He is a particularly nervous little guy. He probably got distracted counting his rhinestones.” She joked in an attempt to make you laugh.

You were not to in a very humorous mood. It was quiet as she finished up her make up. “What will you do tonight?” She asked as you walked her to the front door.

“Don’t worry about me. Go have fun!” You said as you saw her off.

Things had been different between you and Nora. For the first time you felt an unnerving distance forming. She had been working more hours and spending time out with friends. You were happy for her, but couldn’t help but feel worried about your relationship. Ever since the day you picked her up from the truck stop you had been inseparable. There were no secrets, you shared absolutely everything. Over the past month that no longer felt true. Your conversations were short, she rarely shared her plans unless asked. Suddenly she was too busy for your sisterly outings. You felt guilty thinking maybe you pushed her away or replaced her with Josh.

Your relationship with Josh was just as confusing. The only difference being you were now sleeping together. A lot.

December 2021

“Good morning Honey.” Josh said sweetly into your ear before placing a kiss on your forehead. Your bodies still naked and tangled together from the night before. You nuzzle your face into his neck and hum in response. He brushed light circles over your back with his fingers.

“Do we have to drive back today?” You ask muffled by his skin pressed against your lips.

“Maybe Nora can drive and we can get comfortable in the back.” He says grabbing your chin in his hand placing a suggestive kiss on your lips.

“That is wishful thinking for someone who left her at the bar last night.” You playfully remind him as you meet him for another kiss. His hands grazing the light purple hickeys on your neck. Causing your mind to recall the conversation you shared in the bathtub. The hopeless feeling found you once more as your mind wondered. He could sense your changing energy.

“Honey…” He said placing his hand on your cheek. Your attention brought back to him you offer a small smile in return. His eyes scanned yours as his own thoughts rolled around in his head. “I…” He started to speak but was interrupted by a loud knock at the door.

“Rise and shine lovers! Let’s choose the road or whatever the kids say!” Nora shouts as she continues knocking.

“Ughhh.” Josh groans as he rolls on to his back clearly annoyed.

You lean over offering another kiss before getting up and gathering your things. Upon returning to your hotel room you find Nora all to eager to ask about your evening. Pretending not to notice her staring at you as get dressed and start packing up.

“Come on! I get left at the bar and you wont even give me details?!” Nora pestered cheerfully as she finished packing her own things.

“It was great.” You respond trying to muster up a convincingly happy tone. Her expression changed, puzzled by your mood.

“What happened?” She asked softly as she took a seat next to your bag on the bed. You continued shoving things in until you could no longer ignore her.

“I am not sure. I have no fucking clue what Josh and I are! If we are fucking anything at all!” You begin to dump all of your feelings out. “He says he is in love with me, he says no rules, but then he ‘doesn’t want to put a label on things’. What the fuck is that shit? How am I supposed to feel?” Your face gets hot with anger as you begin pacing the room.

“Did you tell him what you want? You have a say in this as well.” She reminds you in a comforting tone.

“No…” You paused thinking about what she said. “You are right! I am going to tell him how I feel about his fucking games!” An angsty confidence washes over you. You turn to walk out the door.

“Slow your roll hot rod! Can we get back to Nashville before we have any emotional relationship discussions? We will all be trapped in a car together for 9 hours if this goes south.” Nora said half jokingly. You agreed to wait until you were back home. You both finish collecting your bags and meet Josh outside of his room. He shoots you his usual toothy grin as you catch his eye. You all walk to the Jeep together finding your usual spots. Nora in the back and you in the passenger seat.

The ride was unremarkable for the first few hours. You and Josh carried on like normal while Nora slept. Josh rambled on about tour and how amazing the new stage set up was going to be. You gave your best attempted at paying attention. You were chomping at the bit to tell him how you were feeling. When you heard Nora begin to snore you figured it was a safe time to redirect the conversation.

“We started working with a new costume designer as well. She does some really astonishing work. I can not wait for you to see my jumpsuits.” Josh said flashing you another smile.

“That’s awesome.” You say half heartedly as your attention drifts to the sites seen through the passenger window.

“I can tell your mind has been elsewhere today.” He says quietly as he laces his fingers through yours.

“I love you Josh. You tell me you love me but then can’t commit to anything! You say there are no more rules but then make a new rule! You said it yourself, these games we play get tiring. Do you ever consider what I want?” You whisper displeased.

“I know. I have not been fair and I am sorry. I wanted to talk to you this morning before we were so rudely interrupted.” He says as he rolls his eyes playfully attempting to make you laugh. It works. A small smile creeps up the corners of your mouth. “I am yours Honey. If you will have me.” He says placing a delicate kiss on top of your hand.

You feel the tears filling your eyes. “That is all I want.” You say wiping them away before they can spill over.

“But I want to court you properly! I want to do this right. I want to give you everything you deserve.” He says all to excited by the ideas buzzing around in his head.

You crumble at his words. The joyful tears flow faster than you can keep up with. Nora hears you crying and instantly wakes up to comfort you. She reaches around the seat hugging you above your shoulders.

“Shit, Josh what did you do?” Nora asked ready to attack. Josh throws his hands up in defense.

“Happy tears Nora.” You correct her as you collect yourself.

“What the fuck happened to waiting until we got back to Nashville?” She jests as she offers you a slap to the arm before returning to her nap.

February 14th 2022

Since returning from Michigan Josh had been incredibly busy with tour prep. If you weren’t on a date or sleeping together he was almost unreachable. Occasionally surprising you with a late night FaceTime that would end up feeling more like a booty call. A new space had grown between you two but you had hoped it would shrink as you figured out how to navigate your situation-ship during tour.

You decided to treat yourself tonight since Josh apparently was not going to. You ordered food from your favorite sushi restaurant and even splurged on a nice bottle of wine. Once you got back to the apartment you took a quick shower before slipping into your favorite oversized band tee and satin undies. You lit a candle and found a new show on Netflix. As you snuggled into the couch you saw a FaceTime coming through from Josh. You stared at your phone on the coffee table for a minute before deciding to answer.

“When were you planning on telling me that today is Valentines Day?!” He questions in his usual theatrical manner. You couldn’t help but giggle at his dumbfounded look. “Honey, I got caught up at the studio. Let me make it up to you. I can pick up your favorite sushi!” He says looking rather pleased with his idea.

“Already done.” You laugh as you show him your dinner.

“Shit! How about a bottle of wine?” He says stroking his chin hairs.

“Got that too.” You say as you hold up the bottle.

“Well I for one will not bend to society’s rules! I can celebrate my Valentine when ever I so choose!” He declares puffing out his chest. “Jake is out of town for a few days so the house is all ours. Come over tomorrow and we will have our Saint Valentines celebration!”

Just like that all of your sorrows seemed to drift away. Every time you would begin to worry about your relationship you would see his face or hear his voice and he would melt them all.

“You have some serious ass kissing to do this time Kiszka!” You tease him.

“Hmmm I think you can find better uses for my mouth.” He said shooting you a wink.

“Oh I plan on it!” You fire back causing him to blush.

Your call carry’s on while you finish eating. The two of you could find so little time to talk now a days you take in every minute you can get. Josh could tell you were being to doze off.

“Is someone falling asleep?” He laughs at the image of you on his screen. You were sitting up on the couch with your head hanging to one side and your eyes closed shut.

“Mmm I am just resting my eyes.” You hum back.

“Goodnight Honey, I love you. I am sorry for screwing things up today.”

“I love you.” You say as you end the call falling asleep on the couch.

You wake up the next morning still on the couch. Normally Nora would wake you up and you would move to your bed. The apartment was quiet. You stretch your arms over your head feeling a soreness in your neck. The price of sleeping on your cheap couch. You tip toe around your place, Nora was nowhere to be found. In the past you would have text her to make sure she was okay but with how things had been recently you decided to leave it be. She was probably safe and sound with Danny.

Knowing Josh would not be up for a few more hours. You decide to take your time getting ready. You pack up a bag, unsure of what Josh had planned you brought a variety. Debbie gifted you a nice bottle of tequila for Christmas, you bring it with just in case. It was an uncharacteristically warm February day. Most likely you would be spending the rest of the day in bed so you kept your outfit simple. Throwing on a black sports bra with an oversized flannel and black cotton shorts. You left your hair down and held off on any make up. You left a note on the counter for Nora to find. Slipping on your favorite Birkenstocks you grabbed your bags and headed to your truck. Josh’s favorite cafe was along the way so you swung by and ordered the usual.

“Honey I’m home!” You sing playfully as you walk through the front door.

“Hey, thats my line!” Josh said meeting you with a kiss, reaching out to help carry your bags.

“Jez what did you pack in this thing? Rocks?” He teased. You rolled your eyes at his cliche joke and gave him a swat to the ass. Causing him to jump comically as he walked into his room. You stepped into the kitchen to set down the lunch and tea you had picked up. He joined you in the kitchen the bags of food catching his eye. “I was supposed to be treating you today! Not the other way around.” He says coming up behind you and wrapping his hands around your waist. His head resting on your shoulder.

“I only have so many days left to spoil you. I plan on taking full advantage of them!” You say through a giggle while he threatens to tickle you.

“No more today! Today is about you!”

“Yes sir!” You spin around pretending to salute him.

“Ooo sir?” He says cocking an eyebrow, with a naughty smirk across his face.

“Can we at least eat first?” You ask taking his face into your hands and placing a quick peck on his lips.

You settle in at the table and unbox all of the delicious food. He hands you your tea as he joins in.

“You really are too good for me.” He coos as he takes a bite.

Unsure of how to take his comment you choose to ignore it.

“So what were you working on in the studio yesterday that had you so distracted?”

“Oh.. umm… Just tour stuff.” He uncharacteristically gave you a short answer.

“Well what do you have planned to make it up to me?” You ask excited to hear his ideas.

“I thought we could go for a walk down memory lane, literally. I want to take you back to the trail we went walking at when we first meet. Then I thought we could go to the bar where we decided to be ‘just friends’.” He said while doing air quotes. “Finishing off the night with cocktails made by yours truly and possibly a movie, your choice of course.”

“Wow Sugar! I am impressed! That all sounds lovely.” You respond pleasantly as you clear the table.

First stop was the park. You hadn’t been back since the first time Josh had taken you here. The trees were bare from the winter cold, and leaves littered the dried grass. You walked hand in hand around the trail as you had done many months ago.

“Remember the fan we ran into that day?” You ask.

“Oh yeah! She said she had tickets for some of the upcoming shows. I am surprised I didn’t see her on barricade!”

“I was so in awe of how sweet you were to her. I think that is when I started to fall in love with you.”

He paused his stride and pulled you into him. His arms wrapping inside of your open shirt and finding themselves in the small of your back. He placed a kiss on your forehead. You stood there for a few moments as he just looked over the features of your face. With small smile on his lips the entire time.

“What?” You ask playfully.

“Just thinking back on how badly I wanted to kiss you last time we were here.”

“What are you waiting for?” You say leaning in to meet his lips.

You walk around a little longer, Josh was quieter than usual. Assuming it was nothing more than pre-tour nerves you joined in his silence as he drove you back to his place. You had both planned on showering and getting ready before heading to the bar. Josh received a call from the bands manager just as you were walking back into the house.

“This can’t wait until tomorrow?” He asked clearly annoyed by the conversation. “Well I guess I will head that way now.” He says ending the call.

“Change of plans?” You ask attempting to hide your disappointment.

“Honey, I am so sorry. I have got to head to the studio to look over a few final details. Apparently ‘It absolutely can not wait another day!’” He said imitating his manager. “Do you want to ride with me? It shouldn’t take long.”

“Hmmm…” You mulled it over in your head. Sitting in an office with business men while Josh looks over documents or watching The Office cuddled up on the couch? “I think I will pass on this one. I will be right here when you get back!” You say as you get comfortable on the couch.

“I will be back as soon as I can!” He says placing a kiss on the top of your head before running out the door.

You settle in watching your show. An hour passes and you decide to take a nap. As soon as you fell asleep you were startled awake by a car door shutting outside. Pleasantly surprised by Josh’s efficiency you hop up to greet him at the door.

“That was quick!” You chirp as the door opens.

“What was?” Sam asked walking through the door, alone.

“I thought you were Josh.”

“Sorry to disappoint. Where did he run off to?”

“Your manager called and said he needed to look over some finishing touches or something. He left a little over an hour ago.” You pause. “Do you not need to be there?”

“I looked over that stuff last night with the other two.” Sam explained.

“Oh, why didn’t Josh look over it last night as well?” You asked.

“He wasn’t at the studio last night.” Sam stated confused by your question. You knew for a fact Josh had told you he was there last night. He even used it as his excuse for as to why he forgot Valentine’s Day.

“I must have gotten my days confused.” You attempt to hide your growing concern. “Was Danny excited for his date with Nora?” You try and redirect the conversation.

“Danny? Nora was with Josh last night. Danny told me he was staying home alone in protest of Valentines Day.” Sam said looking even more lost than you did.

“Nora was with Josh?” That was all you could manage to say as your brain was doing mental gymnastics to understand the situation.

“Yeah, Jake told me yesterday that they have been on a few dates. Apparently no body knows yet. Well expect Jake. It must be a twin thing.” Sam said shrugging off the situation. “You know I always thought he would end up with you, but I guess you guys really just are friends.”

You starred at him blankly while you tried to wrap your head around what he was saying. It couldn’t be true. But then again they had both lied to you about where they were last night. And they both seemed to be busy with things other than you over the past month. Nora claimed to be with friends you had never meet. Josh didn’t even offered explanations for where he was. Where you so blind to not put two and two together?

“Jake told you this?” Your voice shaking as you asked.

“Straight from the horses mouth! I couldn’t believe it either!” Sam said unbothered, walking into kitchen, noticing the bottle of tequila you had brought over. “Ohh do you want to make me a margarita?” He said completely oblivious to your emotional state.

“No I don’t want to make you a margarita Sam!” You mumble as you walk into Josh’s room to grab your bags. “You are telling me the man I love is dating my fucking sister and you think I want to make you a drink?!” You continue as you grab your phone and your keys.

“What do you want me to tell Josh when he gets back?” He shouts after you as you head out the door.

“Tell him what ever the fuck you want!” You yell as you slam the door shut.

Hot tears stream down your face as you drive back to your apartment. You throw your bags down as you stumble through the front door.

“You are back sooner than expected!” Nora says sitting at the table working on her laptop.

“Do you have anything you want to tell me?” You ask harshly.

“What happened? What are you talking about?” She asks as she stands up to walk towards you.

“Cut the shit Nora! I know everything. You were really going to hide this from me?”

“Fuck, who told you?” She asks knowing she had been caught.

“Sam, and Jake. I guess everyone knew but me!” You shout throwing your hands up.

“I wanted to be the one to tell you. We just weren’t ready!” She says taking a step forward. You motion for her to stay where she is.

“How does Danny feel about all of this?” The tears threatening to flood your vision again.

“I think he is pretty happy?” She says confused.

“Oh well thats just great! I am so glad everyone is fucking happy!” You walk into your room slamming the door and locking it behind you.

“Y/N Please come out and talk to me.” She says jiggling the door handle.

“Just leave me alone Nora.” You say as you crawl into bed. You hear her pacing outside your door.

“I have to leave for my shift but we are fucking talking about this when I get back.” She says as she grabs her keys and heads out the door.

How could she do this to you? You repeatedly asked yourself as you sobbed into your pillow. Eventually drifting off to sleep.

You woke up to a dark room, the sun having set. You check your phone to see the time and find 16 missed calls from Josh. You slump into the bathroom to wash your face and put up your hair. Just as you finish another call comes through. You answer quickly still in a fit of rage.

“What the fuck do you want?” You spit as you accept the call.

“I just need you to listen!” Josh says desperately on the other end.

“Oh so you can lie to me some more? Where were you last night? Cause I know you weren’t at the fucking studio!”

“I… I was with Nora…”

“Yeah I already figured that one out! So why are you calling me?” You say interrupting him.

“It’s not what you think Y/N! Please just stop for a second and listen!”

“Nora already confirmed everything Josh, so just leave me to lick my wounds.”

“I just spoke with Nora, this whole thing is a mess. Can I come over please?” He begged hopelessly.

You hang up on him unable to tell him no. You turned off your phone and stepped into the living room. Finding the book you were currently reading you sat on the couch and tried to distract yourself from everything going on. You read the same page over and over as your brain replayed the conversations you had that evening. A knock at the door removed you from your trance.

“Josh if thats you I swear to god…” You howl as you stomp over to the door.

“It’s just me!” You hear Sam announce from the other side.

“What do you want Sam?” You ask harshly as you open the door.

“So I am afraid I have made quite a messy situation. And I owe you a big apology!” He says sheepishly as he walks through the front door.

“Actually I should be thanking you! You were the only one telling me the fucking truth!” You say still pissed off.

“Well funny story… and trust me we are all going to have a good laugh about this in the future…”

“I seriously doubt that!” You interrupt.

“I promised Josh I would let him explain, considering I have done enough damage.”

“Is Josh here?” You ask shooting daggers at Sam.

“He is. Well he is waiting in the car. I thought I would test the waters before he came in.”

“And how is the ‘water’?”

“It is boiling! And I know that is my fault. Again just remember one day this will be a funny memory. Please just listen to Josh. I will be waiting in the car. Whenever you want him to leave I will take him home. Just listen.” He attempts to offer you a hug which you deny, still far too angry. “Fair enough.” He says as he walks to the Jeep to trade places with Josh. You can see Josh’s figure get out of the car. His somber eyes meet yours. You turn back inside unable to continue to look at him. You find your place back on the couch with the blanket wrapped around you. You hold yourself for comfort as you brace for him to enter the apartment.

“Honey?” He says gently as he opens the door. Looking for consent before walking in further.

“In here.” You say holding back tears.

He finds you on the couch and rushes over to you. He hates seeing you hurt. Kneeling in front of the couch he pulls you into his chest as the tears trail down your cheeks.

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never-not-ever · 1 year

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I’m at the car dealership and the lady who I was just talking to has a picture of her 5 daughters on her desk. An old coworker is having baby #2 due this December and she has an 8 month old right now. My cousin recently told me she’s pregnant…

🙃🙃🙃

Ugh I feel so eh today. I’m on day 4 of being off but I go back tomorrow and I’m kind of dreading it. The 4 day weekend was very much needed cause my last two shifts were eh. But now I’m like ughhh I don’t want to go back. But on the plus side my next weekend off I’m using PTO for my last shift before my weekend and that gives me 6 days off.. like that is just CRAZY! It was never this easy to get time off let alone have that much time off using only 1 PTO day?? I mean yea I bunch up 80% of my hours in only 2 days 😂 but it’s so worth it!

My weight is slowly climbing and it’s making me so uncomfortable. I know how stupid the scale is and how easily it can change so saying my weight is 10lbs higher in the last 6 weeks is scary but also 🤷🏻‍♀️ I know it can easily go down 5lbs in the next few days due to so many factors so WHY does it matter????

Ugh it doesn’t help that her mother told me how I look so skinny and how I must have lost a lot more weight and that when she hugged me she could feel my ribs. Like I’m sitting here right now holding onto this roll of fat on the top of my stomach… My ribs are not prominent like that, I think she was exaggerating… but it has been a few months since I’ve seen any of her family so yes I do look a little different.

All this weight shit is just fucking with my head. I’m so irritated today. I feel like I got 0 accomplished these past few days but also it wasn’t the plan to do any housework. The plan was to relax and unwind. But I just hate my current living situation so much and I feel like I could have done SO MUCH to change that.

Ugh I need therapy. But also I think my therapist is getting sick of the same 3 topics. Work, “her” and weight stuff. On the plus side I think I’m going back to seeing her in person sometime in June. A couple months ago when things were “bad” she made a comment about not being able to see me in person. Like to physically see how bad things are getting. Now it’s low key messing with my head being able to see her in person again..

I need to call my Aunt and I keep putting that off. I keep putting so many things off cause I just want to be alone while I can before I have to pick her up from work. I chose to sleep more this morning instead of “tidying” up the place. I could talk to my Aunt on my way home from the dealership but I just need some alone time. It sounds so stupid. A lot of things sound stupid lately. I feel so irritated and annoyed and it’s bothering me.

#personal

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putschki1969 · 1 year

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Hikaru Fan Club Service “agiato” DISCONTINUED

Yet another sad announcement regarding Hikaru. Her newly relbranded fan club "agiato (former name: Masani Hikaru)", will stop accepting new member registrations starting from November 30, 2022. On December 31, the service will be terminated indefinitely. This is happening due to the cancellation of the agent contract between Hikaru and Okuruto Noboru (who were in charge of running the fan club after Hikaru had become a freelance artist).

Due to the termination of the service, a refund will be provided for the applicable period for members whose membership doesn’t end until after January 2023. ■ Eligible for a refund: Those who have a membership period that ends after January 2023 (members with an annual plan) ※There is no refund for members who are subscribed to a monthly plan. ■ Refund amount: The annual membership fee of 5,500 yen will be divided into monthly installments and the amount for the remaining unexpired months will be refunded. For example, if you joined in June when the fan club was first launched, you will get a refund of ¥2,292. If you joined in November, you will get a refund of ¥4,583. ■ Refund procedure: An email will be sent regarding the refund of the membership fee to those eligible. You need to fill in a form and reply to that email with your membership number, name and account information in order to get a refund. Email subject: [Important] Information on how to refund the membership fee for Hikaru's official fan club "agiato" 【重要】Hikaru オフィシャルファンクラブ「agiato」会費返金方法のご案内 ※It will be sent to the registered email address when this service ends on December 31, 2022.

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Oh no, what a mess. I thought it was going uphill for Hikaru but apparently I was wrong. Her agent contract certainly didn’t last very long. I wonder what that will mean for her and her future activities? Hopefully her appearance at the Ambient Border Dawn event won’t be cancelled because I already got ticket for that. Maybe she is now completely freelance without any restrictions so it could be a good thing? But what was even the point of rebranding the fan club and inviting more people to join? Maybe they were hoping for a lot more people to join but that didn’t happen so the fan club was no longer profitable? Anyway, Hikaru and whoever is advising her need to stop making elaborate announcements if they are incapable of committing to anything long-term. Do they not have any sort of foresight? I realise her current situation is incredibly volatile and there are probably a lot of curveballs being thrown at her but for that exact reason they should take extra measures to ensure a plan is sustainable before putting any info out there. Ughhh, sorry for ranting, this is just so frustrating.

#kalafina #hikaru #news #fan club exclusive content #agiato #freelancer hikaru

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fanfiction4sooya · 5 months

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AHH 1k??? That's crazyyyyy are you still imagining that many people in a room like I told you? 🤯

Also thank you for the support luv 💞 I'm doing fine all things considered (and honestly what keeps me sane most days are my kpop girlies 🥹 sounds a lil silly but hey they make me so happy ✨) and the rv obsession is going downhill so quickly dhdhdj I can't believe I gatekept my girl seulgi from myself for so long I LOVE HERRRRR SM and them all are so gorgeous and talented UGHHH

- 🍒

Cherry anon hiiiii 💖🥹 I always get surprised when I think of this, like??? One THOUSAND people that like what I write?? Wow

And I'm glad you are fine, you deserve to have a nice December. And it doesn't sound silly at all!! A few things are like life boats for us, they keep us afloat. Just don't ever focus only in one thing ok? Don't forget that these are just distractions and sometimes we must face a few things. Are they painful? Probably. But facing is the best way to get over a few things!! (Of course you do what feels best for you, luv)

And I completely understand the RV obsession omg 😭 they are just so gorgeous and talented??? Seulgi is cute and one of the best 3d gen dancers in my humble opinion!!

Thanks for all your support, little cherry!!

#lua rambles #🍒 anon

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hourcat · 1 year

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not the original Gasly-Leclerc Christmas anon but oh god CHRISTMAS WITH KIDS!!! (thank you op for your beautiful brain)

Odette demanding all presents under the tree are hers and hers only (because it was that way for so long) but then the twins get sad and she switches to the big sis mode (TM) and hands them the smallest boxes because she is a good sister but she still rules the house 👑

Charles and Pierre just look at each other and blame the other for Odette's behaviour

"you spoiled her rotten, calamar" "me? I am not the one who couldn't say no to her at every store, cheri"

SCREAMING CRYING THROWING UP!!!!! you're so CORRECT my most beloved

odette does get sooooo so so spoiled when she's the only child the first few years for SURE. the little christmas queen of the house, THEE center of attention for pascale and pascale, she really does get to thinking it's all for her. december hits and pierre and charles are both out separately on different errands taking her places and they buy her....so much....and are such terrible communicators that they buy her like. way more than the allotted amount theyd agreed to (to prevent spoiling, in theory, but in practice it's just because they're both atrocious at gift wrapping and lazy) SO SHE GETS SOOOO MUCH. on christmas day she wakes pierre and charles up by belly-flopping on the bed between them and screaming at the top of her lungs that SANTA CAME!!!! they exchange exhausted glances (SOMEONE lost a present under the bed and they spent an absurd amount of time late into the night scrambling for it so they have everything under the tree by morning) and fall asleep on each other by like. 11am bc odette is happily playing w her new dolls and they're just wiped af.

but when the twins come around, they get their shit together much more, which means o benefits SO much less from it. she's a wonderful big sister BUT WHY IS THE ATTENTION NOT ALL ON HER!!!! she's totally the one who gives out the gifts too once she's old enough to be able to read their names. and she goes "ughhh papa this is for YOU" as she disgruntledly slides over charles' (very expensive!?!!) gift to pierre across the living room floor. she only cries about presents the first year she's no longer The Only One but you're so right that she becomes full Big Sister mode and learns that she should share w her lil bro & sis <3 So Generous, Queen!!!

(pierre and charles pull her aside that night and thank her for being such a good girl, and that santa loves her just as much as he loves her siblings, and that they are very proud of how good a job she did sharing and being nice. then when she toddles off to bed they're like oh my god we created monsters)

#sobbing. neato #10 x 16 #girldads tag #ask reply #Anonymous

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project-xviii · 11 months

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THE AWAKENING

AKT III

TW: minor cursing, body horror

7 December 20XX

3:08 am

"UGHHH HOW MANY MOREE..."

"Stop whining Dos. Now hurry up before someone wakes up and starts looking for us!" Duke snarled.

Over night Duke,Mos and Dos broke into a nearby storage shed and stole some resources. As they were escaping they realised driving on the rails would've created too much noise, so they decided to walk instead.

"We've been walking for hours and i didn't even get the chance to eat supper god damn it."

"Duke maybe we should take a break? I'm pretty sure no one has followed us this far." Mos suggested while carrying metal boxes on his shoulders.

Duke stopped and turned around at the two. "I guess you're right. A short break won't hurt. But we need to find some place to warm up."

The three looked around themselfs. The rails and the ground were hidden by a rug of hardent snow. Behind them their footprints were being filled with a new soft powdery layer. They looked deeper into the land but it was pointless. A cold fog blocked their view making them feel as If the only things that existed were them and the endless snow that danced around them, twirdling like stars in the night sky. Eventually the fog calmed down a little and a steep hill was recognizable.

"Look!" Mos pointed out. "Maybe we can find some shelter there."

"Good Idea. Follow me!" Duke lead towards the build. Mos and Dos followed right after.

The three trains approached the rocky build. Unlike everything around it, it wasn't completly covered in snow and ice. Its naked granite walls were the only thing who's color wasn't clean white. Duke gently stroked the surface of the stones. They were smooth and cold like a frozen soulless corpse. Duke's eyes wandered by the wall looking for any possible caves to hide in. Mos and Dos were behind, grunting under the steel boxes they carried on their backs. Duke didn't mind the heavy weights he was carrying. Since he was a teen he had carried pieces of heavy machinery for X's crazy inventions. At first he would crumble under the weight. His legs would feel like jello and he was often afraid that the hefty pipes and cables would crush his small body. But with time he got stronger and those massive weights were nothing but tiny stones to him. The same couldn't be said about his friends tho.

"God my spine is killing me." Mos huffed. "Duke please tell me you've found something."

"Sorry, nothing in sight." Duke answered.

A disapointed grunt was heard as a response.

As the minutes went on the weather got worse. The harsh wind blew the snowflakes at the three, paining them. Thanks to the wind the soft flakes stung like needles on their body. It was painful. They were attacked from all sides by the dreadful cold but they didn't lose hope yet.

After a while Mos' pace got slower and his steps got slopier 'till he finally stopped and sat down into the snow.

"I... *huff* i can't go on..."

"What do you mean you can't go on?"

"I'm too tired... Everything hurts..." Mos panted. "Go on without me... I'll.. I'll catch up, i just need a break..."

"i'm not leaving you behind Mos." Duke replied.

"No, no its alright. X needs those boxes, you can't just leave them behind.."

Duke sighed. "Im not going to risk you dying just to bring some stupid boxes to X. I'm staying." He walked to Mos, placed the steel boxes into the snow and turned towards Dos.

"Dos."

"Yeah?"

"Go look for a place to hide. I'll stay here to make sure Mos is okay."

"Alright. Just stay here so i can find you later."

The olive train continued stomping through the heavy snow as the wind shot tiny ice flakes onto his face.

After a little while of kicking snow out of the way Dos noticed a faint flicker in the distance. At times it was weak and small, barely able to eluminate its light a little more then a few Inches, other times it was strong and bright, capable of showing a clear way to it, and to Dos' pleasure, a nearby tunnel. Dos sprinted back to his brothers as he realized that he had found a safe place.

Not so far away Duke and Mos had opened some of the boxes in hope of finding anything that could keep them warm. Most of the containers had either food, water or oil. Not really something useful when you were freezing to death. The only thing that was any use to them were dusty rags made of old felt. The kind of rag painters layed onto the floor so the paint wouldn't leave any unwashable stains on the floor. As disgusting and uncomfortable they were, atleast they were able to keep the both warm.

"Thanks Duke, you really didn't have to do this."

"No need to thank me, i just want to make sure you're okay." Duke answered. "Sure you're annoying sometimes and you mess up our plans from time to time but still, even after all you've done, i just wouldn't be able to live without you bro."

"Aww thanks man." Mos grinned warmly.

"GUYS! GUYS!" Someone yelled. Their steps becoming louder and louder. "I FOUND A CAVE!"

"Dos?" Duke noticed a figure in the snow. The figure soon took shape and color. It was indeed Dos.

The lad shuffled out of the snow and excitedly told them his discovery.

"To the south! There's some sort of hideout, we can go there to warm up!"

"Is it far?"

"it's right behind this rock. Outside is a light so you can't miss it."

"Sweet!" Duke turned to Mos. "You alright bro? Does something still hurt?"

Mos collected himself from the snow and wrapped himself into the feltrag. "My legs hurt a bit but overall im alright."

"Do you want us to carry some of your boxes there?" Dos added.

"Nah it's good, i'll manage." He grabbed some boxes and stacked them onto his shoulders.

"Okay, lets go then!"

The two followed him, stamping through the freezing blanket, only stopping on a few occasions to check If Mos was fine. Luckily the fella was in good condition.

After minutes of walking, Dos stopped at the flickering, which revealed to be an old dusty oil lamp. A little flame fought against the wind as it tried to silence it. The lamp was hung on an old wooden post that could shatter into a million pieces at any second. Near the post was an entrance, a tunnel to be exact. Dos and Mos were quite pleased at the sight. The two imidiatly ran to the entrance of the tunnel without a second thought.

"Wait!" Duke ran behind them, trying to stop them. However the two were much quicker than him.

"Whoa! Look at this place!" Mos gasped. "This tunnel is massive!"

Duke still stood outside of the entrance. Something in his gut told him that this place was no good. With every second he questioned himself more. Should he follow them? Or his gut?

Skepticaly, he entered the cave.

The tunnel was quite different from any other He had ever seen before. Instead of going straight, the tunnel went over the place. Like the roots of a tree diging into the ground. The walls and celling had a unique patern. Long deep skratches covered most of the areas. On the floor two wide lines were dug into the ground.

"This place was most deffinetly not build by humans, nor trains." Duke thought to himself.

He gently stroked the walls, investing himself in the lines on the walls. The lines were deep, wide and long, not really something you would expect to see in a cave.

"Machinery couldn't have created this tunnel either." He backed away from the wall. With every step he took, the lines became longer and uneven. In fact they looked weirdly familiar to Duke. It deffinetly wasn't something he had seen before, but it reminded him of something.

"These... These are claw prints." He realized.

He backed away again, leaning himself on the wall behind him. His eyes focused on the mandala that consists of masses of scrabes which were carved into the flesh of the walls. "What on earth build this place..."

"Ey! Duke! You gotta check this out!" Mos yelled out from afar. "Here's some weird tech stuff."

Duke answered with silence. He took one last look at the piece of work, his Imagination trying to understand what monstrosity created it. Out of fear, he quickly shook away those thoughts and walked towards his friends location.

As Duke entered a hidden room, he was blinded with a flashing light coming from a screen.

"W-What the-"

"Oh there you are Duke, i thought you got lost back there." Dos answered.

"What is that light?"

"Oh that? That's some weird big screen we found. It's pretty weird. Also we should probably cover it with something cuz' this thing makes my eyes feel like they're on fire."

"Wait a sec, i got just the thing to cover it." Mos rustled through a metal box he had and took out the ugly felt rag. He then hooked one end on the corner of the screen and threw the rest over it.

"Thanks Mos."

"No problem mate. Anyway, where are we?"

The three looked around the room. Some softer light got through the felt blanket and gently eluminated the surrounding. On one side of the room the walls were covered by monitors, cork boards and documents which had long lost their meaning. On the other side were pick-axes, shovels, colapsed wagons filled with coal and containers from which a dark scarlet liquid had dried on its surface.

The sight of the container was especially disgusting for Mos. He was capable of recognizing that liquid from miles away. Ever since childhood he made countless memories from when X would hurt himself on accident and the same crimson fluid would flow out of his body. He especially despised it's horrid smell.

"that's fuel." He pointed out.

"I've noticed." Duke added.

Dos looked away from the containers and focused on the papers on the cork board. He approached the board and picked up a few documents that layed in the ground before attaching them to the wall. The papers were old and fragile, there was not one piece which wasn't falling apart in one way or another. Some texts were barely readable due to the ink being smeared across it.

Gently he removed one piece that seemed to be in good condition and tried to decode it.

"Does it say something?" Mos asked.

"I dunno." Dos examined the paper. "I don't really understand what is written here. The're some code names and dates and stuff."

"Let me see." Duke took the paper from Dos' hands. Mos looked over Duke's shoulder.

The paper was shriveled and soft due to the moisture in the cave. Its edges were crooked and it's color was dirty. The three observed the Text, decoding sertain words and understanding sentences. In the end, they read the following:

A disaster has struck us.

Ever since he had managed to gain deeper understanding behind this warfare, he has been disregarding our orders. We have tried to get him to obey again, using the shock collars located on his body, however without positive outcome.

Not only has he stricked on the combatants, but our souldiers aswell. We are being butchered by our own ally. I never thought it would ever come to this. We have put so much work, effort and money into that thing and now it has completly turned against us.

This battle is no longer between us and the opponent, but between us all and this damned brute.

I will not be able to get out of here alive today. Any second now that monster will be grinding me in it's jaws. Not even praying is going to help in this situation. What should i even pray to when i've convinced myself that there's no thing as a God?

No. I refuse to give up. Im not going to die so pathetically by my own creation. If i brought it into this world, so can i take it out of it. Using the dynamite i could exploit it's weakness and finish him off!

However, if you won't find my body laying in this very room, persume i miscalculated.

"Monster?" Duke thought to himself. "Maybe that creature created these tunnels. But what could that thing be?" His mind was filled with questions. It seemed like it could explode at any second. Everytime he managed to somehow answer a question of his, new one's were created. How big must have that monster been? How long was it? What did the writer mean with soilders? Human soilders? Train soilders? Did that thing kill all of them? Piles and piles of questions that were stacking up in eachother faster than the stacking of the snow outside the cave. Duke was so deeply trapped in his own mind he didn't realize someone was aproaching.

"THE HELL ARE YOU DOING HERE?!" A grumpy mumbled voice barked. "You three were supposed to be in our hideout!"

The three turned around in a heartbeat to be greeted by a very familiar yet not very pleased face.

"X?" Mos asked confused. "What are you doing here."

"collecting scraps, what does it look like?" The ruby train pointed at the rusty pieces of metal he carried on a forklift cart. "Now you. What are you doing here."

"Well... Um..." The three tried to come up with an answer.

"And where are your gasmasks? Do you know how fuckin' toxic the air in here is?" X added while pointing on his own mask.

"We... didn't bring any..." Dos babbled.

"Ughh... I have a few spare one's under all the rubble i've collected."

Both Duke and Dos walked towards the cart before digging in it's contents. Mos stayed at the front with X, trying to somehow make X a little joyfuller.

"So- um..." Mos stuttered. X looked up at him, with sunken eyes that were caused by the lack of sleep and a resting bitch expression.

"W-Why is... um... why is the- um- air so toxic?" He nervously giggled under his breath.

X didn't answer at first, his already annoyed and sleepy face got somehow even more annoyed. Mos was swearing bullets. After a silent moment X sighed and calmly answered his question.

"This place was once partcialy a coal mine. And the things is, where coal is, is methane. Methane is deadly. It looks, smells and feels exactly like air, except it's highly flamable. This gas was collecting itself in these rooms for generations. This means that the tiniest spark could cause this entire strukture to blow up. But it also means that If we breathe it in for to long, we'll drop dead.

You got that?"

Mos quickly nodded.

"Good."

"We got the masks!" Duke pulled two out and threw one to Mos. Dos struggled for a few seconds putting his mask on, but he managed. He was wearing it upside down.

"You got the boxes?"

"Right here X."

"Good. Now let's get out of here." The red trains lead the three towards a wide tunnel with a green label stating: EXIT above it. They kept walking towards the exit 'til Dos slowed pace and stood still.

"Dos?" Duke turned around and stopped. "You're not coming?"

"What? No, no, im just looking at these weird papers we read earlier."

"What papers?" X questioned. Duke quickly answered. "We found this board on which weird documents are pinned. Appearently it's about some monster or battle. But i don't really understand what it could mean."

"Oh these things." He sighed. "That's just rubbish. Come on Dos, we got more important things to do than look at garbage."

"A-alright." The four wandered into the tunnel. Dos turned around in last time to examen the papers before returning to the group. As they were walking Dos' mind was flooding with questions, however unlike Duke, the questions didn't fuel his fear, but rather his intrest and curiosity. Each question he asked himself caused him to want to return to the board and read each single one of these documents. He would've read them, studied them, feeding his spirit of inquiry till it was fed enough.

Close to the exit, Dos stopped one last time to look behind him. He could still see the dim light coming from the hissing screen.

"Dos?" Mos looked for his friend.

"I'll... I'll be right back." Dos walked back to the room.

"Wait- where are you going?!" X grunted.

"I- uh... I forgot something in there! You three go on, i'll catch up!"

The Olive train ran back to the room and approached the corkboard. He overlooked all the papers, seeking something intresting. His eyes noticed a wrinkly folder of papers on one of the desks. He grabbed it and blew away the dust that layed on top. Once most of the dust was out of the way, he could read a black label which read "Project XVIII".

He looked at the desk once more and realised that the entire desk was covered in such folders. Most of these were mushy and falling apart while others where drowning in moisture. A lot of papers were spilled all over them aswell. He rustled through the binders, looking for anything in good enough condition to take with him. As he dug deeper he eventually stumpled onto the desks surface which was covered in his curiosities worst nightmare. Colourful buttons.

It wasn't that he was terryfied of these things, nope, quite the opposite. These tiny fidgets would bring him such massive satisfaction that would entertain him for years.

Looking at those colourful studs he was mentaly as well as physically fighting himself not to press any of them. He knew he shouldn't touch them, yet he simply couldn't calm himself down knowing he wasn't able to touch them. Especially the large crimson one right on top.

He reached out his arm to press it, but he quickly snatched it back. "No. I shouldn't press it. The rest is waiting for me." He left the table and approached the exit.

"But it wouldn't hurt anyone if i touched it." He turned around with a grin. "I'll just give it a quick peck, no one's even going to notice hehe."

He reached out once again, his finger right on top of the button, when suddenly-

*CRACK*

He looked up, spooked, and noticed how wooden pillars that stabilized the cealing, slowly break doe to it's age. Dos felt a cold shiver go down his spine. Momentarily he chickend out of the cave running straight towards his companions, leaving everything behind to continue drowning in the depressed atmosphere. His curiosity might be fierce but not enough to defeat fear.

Once outside, the olive train joined his friends group, taking some boxes on his shoulders and calmly yet startled wandered back to their hideout, where their soft beds waited for their arrival.

3:25 am

Bitter silence filled the room. Wood creaked under the pressure of the soil that layed above. Water dripped from icy spikes and collected itself in tiny pools, carved into the pavement.

This silence had lasted for generations. Nothing but the dribble of the toxic rain was know to the souls which decayed ages ago. Corpses, severed limbs, innards, bones, anything that once had the impression of something alive, rotted in the moisty airspace. Blood turned to oil, skin turned to leather and flesh turned to a feast for pests. At had been like this ever since the cave was build. This endless decaying was an endless cycle of death, or atleast, it was...

One of the wooded pillers ruptured. Heavy soil smashed on the desks, rocks crashed onto the old screens, obliterating them. Soon the pillar its came loose, plunging straight onto the button covered deck, whose frail paper armor had been scattered. The heavy frame crashed with a loud thud, breaking and bending the desk into curved mess.

Right after, the room was once returned to its silent state...

Not so far from the cave, the beast peacefully slumbered in their prison. Some crows have already awakened yet still remained near the beast, warming themselfs on it's neck. The soft glimmer of the moon humbly layed a cold glow on their massive chest. It was frosty and nippy yet pleasant in a unique way. The creature slowly awakened. Through a small slit on its Blindfold it could recognize small flutters of his feathery companions. It let out a peacefull hiss as a good morning. Some birds let out a simular hiss aswell.

Suddenly several blinding siren lights blarred through the cell. Everyone snapped awake. All of the crows shot up into the air and wheeled through the room. The beast scuffled violently, hitting the icy pillars with it's mass and causing them to crack. It panted heavily, their mind in a daze. Sharp red lights blinded the birds and caused them to crash onto the beasts body. Roars of agony and fright echoed through the cell.

And then, out of the blue, everything went dead silent. The sirens stopped blaring and the lights stopped shinning. Both the beast as well as it's companions huffed heavily. During the ruckus a few chains snapped thanks to which the beast could now move it's head. Carefully it listened to it's surrounding. It was quiet. Too quiet. Not even the crows dared to make a sound.

The creature patroled the room further. It could sense something wasn't right...

- DEACTIVATING SAFETY CONTAINMENT PROTOKOLL -

Century old chains snapped. The muzzle on its face became loose and fell off.

A thousand pound frame crashed onto the pavement. With barely any energy the creature stabalized itself. Their body violently shaking as it chocked on its own blood. It wheezed in torment as it felt warm liquids flow out of it's nose and throat, leaving behind a burning sensation. It cried out in agony, begging for the pain to end but it only made it worse. It's lungs felt as if they were on fire. Defeated it layed down and relaxed its body. He looked up through the dusty windows and saw a beautiful pearl in the sky. At first it couldn't recognize it, but with time it realized it was just the humble moon.

It layed there, stunned. It couldn't remember when was the last time it saw the night sky. It had been kept in there for so long the concept of day and night seemed alien to them. It scratched its back, taking off all the chains that once held it in place and kicked them away, leaving a chain nest on the ground.

Steadily it grabbed some wires that were attached to the cealing and pulled itself up. It tensed its muscles and stiffed it's spine. Its bones cracked in a harmony as it's joints engaged in movement. Once it stretched out its body, releaving it of pain, it gazed it's eyes up on the window. Carefully it walked towards the cells gates, which were two iron doors.

It grabbed the rusty handles with its massive claws and slid the doors onto the sides. A chilly breeze of fresh air touched it's armored exterior. It felt like a cold slap on the stomach. It backed way, slightly closing the doors, it didn't like that.

Curiously it peeked its head out. A dance of snow dazzled on top of it's nose, then another and another. Soon a raven landed on its head and hopped onto it's snout. It croaked at the beast, it tried to say something, perhaps it soothed them.

Right after a small flock of birds playfully flew circles around its head, encouriging it to join its play. After that the remaining birds flew outside, whirling toghether with the pearly flakes. Toghether they formed beautiful formations, which flowed like the ocean waves. It was a dance of beauty and freedom.

The beast's eyes were locked onto the configuration, admiring the charm of the birds art. It stepped outside, snow creaking under it's hooves. As it was aproaching, the birds formed a new structure, a wedge to be exact. Chains of Birds flew in a circular motion towards the top of the wedge creating the impression of a tornado, with the beast in its center.

it closed it's eyes as humble wind embraced it's body with a hug. It felt so pleasing, so reasurring and kind. Old forgotten memories returned to the beast, reminding it of its home. They opened their eyes and admired the night sky. Stars decorated the back, complementing the moon, which sparkled like a marble Crystal.

That's when they realized,

They were finally free...

End of CHAPTER I:

THE AWAKENING

#robot trains #au #the catering

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What about you and me?

So I was reading through my online diary and I found some interesting things.. This is a story about me and him. I hope you like it. This is my first time writing. Please don't be mean and I'm sorry for the bad grammar/ spelling. english isn't my first language😭

how we met .

We met at volleyball camp. We played volleyball at the same club. and we had a mutual friend (my best friend at that time.) so at camp we started to talk with each other around June 2022 .

September 6th 2022 where we officially began.

we're finally dating. We talked for a few months and we're finally dating. I love this boy so much. IEKKKK FINALLYYYYY HE'S MINE

somewhere in mid september 2022

i went to his house without my parents knowing.. I hate to lie to them, but they would say no. They've met him, but they don't like the idea of me and him alone in his house. so i told them i had some after school classes.

It was fun though! We watched some movies. I was way too scared to go to his house alone. So I asked my 2 friends to walk with me.

When I arrived it was Awkward. We watched some horror movies. It was fun! i'll miss him (i'm going to see him tomorrow at practice. )

(WE ALSO HAD OUR FIRST KISS IEKKKKK)

End september 2022

so my parents caught me sneaking to his house. they're not mad tho. I'm happy about it. they could laugh about it. My mom and dad are the sweetest but they can be harsh from time to time. which i get. sometimes. My dad told me he saw himself in me. They laughed so hard. I love them.

Through September and October our parents met and we were allowed to go to each other's houses.

October 30th his birthday. 2022

“HAPPY BIRTHDAYY” i texted him on 12 A.M. I told him that I didn't have a present yet. cuz i didn’t have enough money at that time. we couldn’t spend the day togehter i had something that day.

november 1st. . 2022

I asked him if we could share a playlist. and he said yes. hihi, I'm so happy with him. I love him so so so much.

November 4th my birthday. 2022

IT’S MY BIG DAYY IEKKK. he wished me a happy birthday at 12 A.M. JUST LIKE I DID WITH HIM. I’M SO HAPPY WITH HIM. UPCOMING SATURDAY I'M GOING TO PARIS FOR MY BIRTHDAY MAYBE I CAN BUY HIM A GIFT THERE.

he also bought me red flowers.

weekend in paris (5th-6th nov) 2022

He went to wave me goodbye when I left for Paris. so cute. I bought him a lego bouquet so we can build it together. It's a late birthday present. i sended him a lot of photos.

november 8th. 2022

After practice we gave each other our presents. He gave me a pikachu stuffed animal that also can be used as a backpack. and he looked so happy with his lego bouquet.

december 16th 2022

WE HAD OUR FIRST DATE AAAAAA. WENT TO THE MOVIES. MOVIE: AVATAR THE WAY OF WATER. IT WAS SO MUCH FUNNNN

christmas 2022

His mother asked us if we could decorate the Christmas tree and i loved our masterpiece. After that we had dinner together. UGHHH I LOVE THIS BOY SO MUCH.

.’on new years eve we didn't do anything ‘cause we were both with family.’

feb 14th. (yk) 2023

We had practice today. but after practice he gave me a huge box filled with presents and i felt so so so bad because i couldn’t give him more than a little stuffed animal. He gave me a bracelet, flowers in pink(!), a self made sculpture that is supposed to look like me?? I loved it though I'll keep it in my little box with all the other stuff he gave me. and the sweetest note. I wish I could give him more. but it’s the thought that counts right?

march 7th 2023

Today is my little sister's birthday and she invited him! How sweet of her. We went bowling. I WON FROM HIM RAHHHH HIHI NOW I'M GOING TO BULLY HIM MUUUAAAHHH.

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may recap. (Watching him fade away - Mac Demarco)

‘between march and april didn't happen much just regular him coming over at my house and me at his.’

‘in my country we have this thing called may vacation. idk if that’s also a thing in other countries. so our may vacation was between april 29th and may 7th’

In the May vacation he went to Italy with his best friend. something was off about him. He didn’t respond quickly . He was distant but when he came back everything was back to normal. I noticed he didn't add any songs to our playlist anymore. hmm okay.

So when came back he gave me the most beautiful necklace. It was silver even though I wore gold. I changed it to silver so I could wear his necklace. It was a silver heart with a white diamond in it. so beautiful.

We fought all the time. it was normal, right? I mean my parents do it all the time. right before my sza concert we had a fight after that we didn't talk. He became very dry. Did I take it too far this time? hm.

The next day we had a fight again. a day before volleyball camp. but this time it was a different fight. We broke up after that. oh i could cry, throw up, bash my head into a wall. God please not him. I’m begging U. Please. with everything in me. Just not him.

Was that really it for us? couldn’t be, right?

I was right at camp. My best friend and his best friend helped us to talk it out. We made up and had a great weekend.

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a little time skip to the summer vacation.

somewhere in june.

“AAAAA IM IN SPAIN” I texted my friends. i'm going to buy him a gift. HE’S GOING TO LOVE IT.

I bought him a matching bracelet.

july 27th (‘i’d say “see you later” if i’d thought i see you later’

"Can we meet?” YIPPEE I'M GOING TO SEE HIM AGAIN.

I was so wrong. That day was the most outrageous day I had that year. I hated myself so much, I hated him. gosh how could he do such a thing. i fucking loved him. I let him meet my parents. My little sister approved of him, even my older sister. but even worse, he met my grandparents. my second parents. My grandmother loved you. you were welcome in her house, my grandfather fucking approved you. My family is very judgmental and you just broke up with me like that??

Well fuck u.

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Sooo this was part 1 idk if yall want a part 2. AGAIN IM SORRY FOR MY POOR ENGLISH AND GRAMMAR.

#love #heartbreak #what about us #lovers #real #lovestory #what about you and me #jjk fanfic #viralpost #viral #oc #him #her #jjk gojo

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