#traffic series poem

[mystilotls]

Canary chirps, Canary cries

unable to accept its demise

Canary flinched from the corner of its eyes

4 more dead in the cage they lie

Canary squawks

while the macaw mocks

the wolves talk

the sheep watch

canary desperately hides its cough

determined to see its worth pay off

suddenly for Canary's delight

it turns to see a joyful sight

a coal miner falls to her knees

Canary dances and chirps and sings

Canary celebrates as smoke fills its lungs

satisfied, he's finally not the first one

[lolliputbug]

Hit with a bit of inspiration after this sessions of limited life, how we feeling? :)

( text reads: We’re told that lightning can’t strike the same place twice. And of course, it’s a lie. But sometimes I wonder… How many people climb hills in search of safety. Only to look to the sky.)

[niftukkun]

unguided hand, what is your crown?

individual images under the cut! ^_^

meteor, mars the sea, our world, the space between stars ticking time and the tool to cut it short a victor stands, beheld by the court

[mof17]

3rd life anniversary

there’s a second drawing with TW: Blood

below

////////////////////////// TW: BLOOOD

also here’s a bonus poem:

4/20/24

Red flower petals soon turn to blood

Is our friendship done?

The blood on my face is stained onto your hands

But you look beautiful anyway, it’s all I look at as I fade into the grains of sand

For I will become apart of the desert

For I will become your worst memories

For I will rot next to cacti

For I will never win

But you my dear, will always win

But in your eyes, it’s such sin

Stay in the desert with me, unless you cannot

Return to life, as I rot

After all, we’re only just trapped in this box

Of blue lines and cursed fate

So let me get this straight

We’re only here from your little, oh little, just tiny, mistake

That you made and sealed the deal

To keep our friendship, to keep your promise

Oh how we both we so dishonest

It was me that was supposed to take your life

For why are you taking mine?

For it is all I can give.

My poppy, live.

[justafeweggnoodles]

Canary's Call

As my life cuts short and curtains fall

The heralding of your death be the canary’s call

for the birds last breath mean death to all

may only the best live on in the victor’s hall

finally posted it, this poem has been sitting in my note book for like 6 months and it is finally seeing the light of day. It is about Jimmy die-ing first in the life series / traffic life games and how ppl dubbed it the canary curse.

[volarevia-exe]

In honor of this week’s Secret Life’s most likely finale, let me share with you guys a poem I made after I finished Limited Life!

One for the Sun

Two for the Stars

Three for the Moon

And four for Mars

Bloodlust curses the land

From deepest waters to blazing sand

The canary sits in it’s cage

As war continues to rage

The cycle repeats without stop

Until one finally comes out on top

They all watch, as if each life were a show

They’re counting down, their rhyme goes:

One for the Sun

Two for the Stars

Three for the Moon

And four for Mars

[waafulls]

I got possessed and made a SL!Lizzie and SL!Jimmy Poem

Do not look for me in the sky

For I am as free as a bird, but do not fly.

As an older sister, it is my purpose, my duty,

To keep you safe from the very things that haunt me.

You might be a canary, stuck in the mines,

But I am forever trapped in my mind.

You dance with joy, you sing with peace,

Knowing I was the one you made your curse cease.

They write poems for you, like I once did for a loved one,

But now I’m trapped in the void, all on my lonesome.

They reap the anger and sadness, from deep in my bones,

Leaving me bare, but happy, yet still alone.

Oh dear sister, though I sing,

I am not free, for clipped at the wing.

They show you gratitude and admire you,

Like how the universe does, too.

You are not alone, anymore, for the curse still reigns,

But at least now we’re stuck together in these dry planes.

The reds, they howl, with all of their might,

About to show the world how they’re willing to fight.

But for now, let's wander, back to a day,

Where we were swimming in the ocean, and laying by the bay.

Those days are long past us, I know this, I do,

But the memories are still fond, especially with you.

“I teased you,” I say, the void carrying the words,

“I know,” I respond, “but we are both birds.”

The canary in the coal mine, stuck down without breath,

The bluejay who flew, taking its protection and left.

We are the same, both birds of a feather,

And by spirit if not blood, we are siblings tethered together.

[mayvora]

oh yeah random 3rdlife thought

Grian = sun, we all know, we all agree.

So... Scar was burned by desert sun, amiright?

[l-just-want-to-see]

🚦 + we already know the ending

The Oresteia, Aeschylus / Herakles, Anne Carson / The Persistence of Memory, Salvador Dalí / Farm in a Winter Landscape, Arnold Wiltz / Waterloo, ABBA / The Snail and the Rosebush, Hans Christian Andersen / Portrait of a Woman in Shadow, Daria / The Death of Julius Caesar, Vincenzo Camuccini / Star Wars: Revenge of the Sith, Matthew Stover / Nothing Changes, Hadestown / The Poem You’ve Been Waiting For, Tarfia Faizullah / Binary Sunset, Star Wars: A New Hope / Canary in a Coal Mine / Garth Risk Hallberg / The Watchers, John Greenleaf Whittier / The Book Thief, Markus Zusak / Sundial in Warsaw old town / The Trojan War Will Not Take Place, Jean Giraudoux / I know the End, Phoebe Bridgers / Traffic Lights, Lucas Zimmermann

[starword]

𝙾𝚞𝚛𝚘𝚋𝚘𝚛𝚘𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝙲𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚒

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𝙵𝚒𝚜𝚝 𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚜. S𝚝𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚌𝚕𝚞𝚖𝚙𝚎𝚍 𝙿𝚊𝚕𝚖𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚌𝚑, 𝚊 𝚝𝚑𝚞𝚖𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚝 𝙿𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚑 𝚜𝚘 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚋𝚕𝚢 𝚑𝚘𝚊𝚛𝚜𝚎 𝙿𝚘𝚗𝚌𝚑𝚘 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚛𝚘𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝙾𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚍𝚒𝚎𝚍 𝙾𝚗 𝚋𝚛𝚘𝚔𝚎𝚗 𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚖𝚊𝚍𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚖𝚊𝚍𝚎 𝚐𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚜 𝙵𝚎𝚎𝚕 𝚜𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚢, 𝚒𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚊𝚗. 𝙰 𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚠𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚗𝚘 𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛 𝚋𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚜 𝙷𝚒𝚜 𝚏𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚑 𝚒𝚜 𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚢, 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚒𝚛 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚖𝚞𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚜𝚝𝚞𝚙𝚒𝚍 𝚐𝚛𝚒𝚗 𝚘𝚗 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚏𝚊𝚌𝚎 𝙴𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚒𝚗 𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑 𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚊𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚜. 𝙾𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚝𝚘 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚞𝚙 𝙻𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝙰𝚖𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚜𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚒 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚌𝚘𝚢𝚘𝚝𝚎𝚜 𝚃𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚕𝚒��𝚏𝚊𝚌𝚎 𝙾𝚑 𝚂𝚘 𝙵𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚊𝚛 𝚃𝚘 𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚘𝚏𝚏 𝚒𝚝 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗. 𝚆𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚔 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚋𝚞𝚌𝚔𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚔𝚗𝚎𝚎𝚜 𝚂𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚞𝚙, 𝚖𝚘𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝙰𝚜 𝚒𝚏 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚊𝚌𝚌𝚘𝚛𝚍 𝙻𝚘𝚌𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚑 𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚙 𝙴𝚊𝚌𝚑 𝚝𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚍𝚛𝚘𝚙 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚜 𝙾𝚞𝚛 𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚖𝚊𝚍𝚎 𝚘𝚏.

𝚃𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚞𝚗 𝚒𝚜 𝚕𝚘𝚠 𝙵𝚎𝚎𝚝 𝚍𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚎𝚍𝚐𝚎 𝚆𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚟𝚢 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚞𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝙱𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚋𝚢 𝚝𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚎 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚝𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚋𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚜𝚊𝚐𝚎 𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝚏𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚗𝚜𝚎 𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝚋𝚞𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚍𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚖𝚜. 𝚃𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚒𝚌𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚊𝚍𝚎 𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚝 𝚖𝚎𝚎𝚝 𝚊𝚒𝚛 𝙵𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝙵𝚊𝚌𝚎 𝙵𝚒𝚛𝚜𝚝.

𝚃𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚑𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝙱𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚂𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚜𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚘𝚠𝚏𝚞𝚕 𝚜𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚎 𝙰 𝚏𝚘𝚘𝚕𝚜 𝚜𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚎. 𝚃𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚊𝚔𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚜 𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚕𝚍 𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚗𝚜 𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚢 𝙷𝚒𝚜 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚌𝚘𝚕𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝙰 𝚋𝚕𝚞𝚛 𝚘𝚏 𝚋𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚜.

𝚃𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚏𝚒𝚜𝚝 𝚖𝚎𝚎𝚝𝚜 𝚏𝚒𝚜𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚖𝚎𝚎𝚝𝚜 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚃𝚞𝚖𝚋𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚗𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝙰 𝚠𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚕𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝙾𝚏 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝙾𝚏 𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚙 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚐𝚘𝚝𝚝𝚘𝚗 𝚋𝚘𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝙱𝚛𝚞𝚒𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚋𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚏𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚆𝚑𝚘𝚜 𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚖𝚢 𝚏𝚊𝚞𝚕𝚝 𝚜𝚘 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚜.

𝚃𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚘𝚘𝚝𝚑 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚗𝚊𝚒𝚕 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚊𝚜𝚑 𝙷𝚒𝚜 𝚕𝚊𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚎𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚜 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚝 𝙷𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚘𝚋𝚜 𝚟𝚒𝚋𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚒𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝙷𝚒𝚜 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚐𝚘𝚘𝚍𝚋𝚢𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚏𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚜𝚎, 𝚃𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚙 𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚍𝚒𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚝 𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝚐𝚛𝚎𝚒𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚜𝚝, 𝙵𝚒𝚜𝚝 𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚜.

[ilzandim]

A Martyn and Jimmy poem!

A canary flew with gilded wings

Carried by the soothing winds

Secrets carried by its breeze

But Deafened to the canary’s ears

A fox weaved through The brambles

Not a moment left to preamble

The winding woods whispered and cursed

Wallowing as the fox met the gilded bird

Following it into the dreadful mines

Both of them just as unwise

Of the cruel fate waiting to befall

Those who would heed the call.

-IlZandim

I definitely am uploading this a bit too late, but I only just finished the artwork for it! :D

[burntheskyandtime]

The day has come,

the first to fall.

They did not strum,

they did not stall.

The Mirror now broken,

her last words are spoken,

the Canary is free

and shall forever be.

The Dogs have barked and bit,

have hacked, slashed and slit.

Now for his sins to atone,

was the Listener at last fully alone.

But he has sworn his revenge

for those he has lost,

so he promised to avenge

and that he will at any cost.

Oh, they will feel his wrath

that led him to his final path.

[4n0therp4intb4llepis0de]

heyyy so uh i wrote a short poem about the victors of the life series

(It was like 2 or 3 in the morning when i wrote this so it sucksss but im posting it anways)

The sun, the stars,

the moon, and Mars

malicious intent clouds the skies

The earth surrounded

By memories and lies

Who was once the victim,

Now can see

The victor isn’t the the one who is friendly

No,

The victor is the villain

He who leads a life full of betrayals,

Enemies,

And envy,

Shall win the game.

The sun.

Three lives, two taken, one survived

Only to be given to another

A shared victory, officially stolen.

The stars.

The failed test,

Almost laid to rest,

He fought and he rose,

Winning the war.

The moon.

Isolated, alone

A sacrifice from another soul

Saving her instead

Mars.

Betrayal, selfishness,

Backstabbing

Three, two, one.

The Earth

Redemption.

What you give comes back to you

A sacrifice given from the Earth to the Sun,

From the stars to the moon,

From the moon to the Earth.

He who has no friends shall rise

The villain has won.

The sun, the stars, the moon, and Mars,

Make room for another.

The earth.

Grian, Scott, Pearl, Martyn

and Scar.

[fluffywing-e-tarot]

I made a Poem

For Double Life Smp enjoyers

Love of a Rancher

Jade, Amber, Cinnabar

Our lives countdown

Never have my eyes

seen your innocent green glow

our first words in Gold

wails desperate pleading

our hearts beat together

'Till Death severs the thread

Shatter our victory

split in the void

Only this game binds us

Prey, Hunter, Dead

Your words tell a curse 

Fate wrings her noose

Patiently for first to fall

Abject Objected 

I comfort you

Your loss was twice before

This season will be good

Binds our companion

ever changed,

My Rancher

[sophietheghost]

Oh dear canary

You shoud be dead, but a lover give you life

You should be dead, but your family begged you to kill them

You should be dead, but the word saved you

You should be dead, but you just run out of time

The word love you

But even then

We can't stop you from falling

Dear canary,

Our sweet songbird

We're so sorry

[ageofbajabule]

Dawn of Love | Chapter 1

Josh Kiszka x F! Reader

Word Count: 4.9k

Warnings: Fluff, Anxiety talk?, (i don’t think i’m truly missing anything. if i am please let me aware!)

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Author’s Note: (18+ themes further on in the series) This series is going to be my baby, my pride and joy. I’ve been putting so much time and thought into this, and I truly do hope you all enjoy it and what I have planned. Please understand no themes relating to 18+ will take place until Josh and Reader are of consenting legal age in the series. Other than that, I do hope you enjoy this series.

October 2013

You had moved around different school districts thanks to your father being in the military… But this move was the final one. He had retired from the Air Force and decided to move to a small town. Known by the name Frankenmuth. It was a Bavarian town, everyone knew everyone and everyone was friendly.

Fitting in wasn’t typically hard, but being a new student in school also put you in the spotlight. You never really made the time to make actual friends considering the situation you grew up in being a military family. So this time around, you had to make the effort to find friends. All day you had the boring classes of general studies. But the class you couldn’t wait for was poetry - something about poetry just spoke to you, it always gave you the feeling of a welcoming home.

It wasn’t always just poetry that caught your eye, film and theatre also held a special place in your heart.

Something about the way Shakespeare wrote always called out to you - specifically Macbeth.

The bell rang indicating your Math class had finally ended. And your last class of the day was Poetry. Making your way there, you had entered the classroom. It was a smaller class, giving it an elective course. There was about 9 other people, you sat near the front of the classroom. The first bell had rang, the teacher waited for any last minute students. And sure enough a boy with shoulder length wavy hair cane sprinting in.

“Sorry! I got stuck in a little traffic jam there in the hallway.” The brunette boy laughed,

“Mr.Kiszka… This isn’t anything new. You need to do better on being on time.”

Mr.Zawalski motioned for him to join the class. He ended up sitting at the desk beside you.

“Last week we finished up our readings from Emily Dickinson, we will be starting with Edgar Allen Poe today. I’m sure most of you are well aware of his work, he had a very different approach than most poets.” Mr.Zawalski spoke as he started parading around the classroom. Everything about Poe, he wasn’t typically your style, but you had grown to like his work.

“He’s kind of a bore… I wish he was a bit more enthusiastic when teaching.”

The brunette boy had leaned over to whisper to you, chuckling as he saw you jump at the sound of his voice, making you giggle softly.

“He has a very monotone voice… Makes me want to fall asleep.” You shifted your body so more of you turned to face the stranger beside you.

“I’m sorry. Let me introduce myself, I’m Joshua Kiszka. But you can call me Josh. What’s your name?”

“I’m Y/F/N Y/L/N, but you can call me Y/N.” You smiled at him softly.

“Well, it's a pleasure to meet you. Are you new here?” Then you heard Mr.Zawalski clear his throat, “Mr.Kiszka this isn’t time for mingling. Would you care to enlighten the classroom on what Poe’s poems were inspired by?”

Josh’s cheeks turned a shade of pink, then turned towards the teacher. “His own childhood trauma. At least that’s what most researchers have gathered.”

Seeming to be satisfied with Josh’s answer, Mr. Zawalski nodded and proceeded to carry on with his lecture - leading you and Josh to giggle quietly.

Before the end of class, Mr.Zawalski had announced there would be a project. And you had to pair up with somebody. Being you had been a new student and the only person you really clicked with was Josh, it was obvious who your partner would be.

“Well I guess we’ll be partners then?” He turned towards you,

“If you’re okay with that?” You smiled softly.

“Of course. Here is my number so we can start working on it.” He smiled taking your phone to type his credentials in, you sent him a text right away for him to save your information. “I’m free whenever. Except for this Wednesday night, I have theater tryouts.”

“I’ll be there too!” You smiled at him.

He chuckled softly, your smile turned wider. “Oh really? That’s great.”

You felt a blush creep onto your face.

“So what part are you trying for?” The bell then interrupted your conversation, “Guess you’ll have to find out at tryouts.” He smirked, getting up.

“That is a whole two days away!” You groaned getting up from your desk.

“I’ll tell you what, come over tonight so we can start working on this project. And maybe I’ll run a few lines to give you a hint at what part.” He cocked an eyebrow.

“Fine. You better stick to your word.” You giggled softly, walking towards your locker.

“You can come over around 5, join my family and I for dinner. My mom always makes enough to practically feed the neighborhood.” Josh spoke as he followed behind you, smiling from ear to ear as he spoke.

“Sure, as long as she doesn’t mind.” He shook his head, “She’ll be thrilled.” He smiled, then he was being pulled by a brunette guy who looked similar to him. But his hair was like a Justin Bieber style cut.

“Josh, we’re gonna be late for band practice.”

“Jeez, Jake I would’ve been right out!” Josh shouted, you looked between the two of them confused. “Sorry Y/N. This is my brother Jake.”

He smiled at you, “Twin brother actually.” Jake chimed in,

“But I’m older by 5 minutes!”

“Will you ever live that down?”

You giggled softly at them bickering. “It was great to meet you, but I don’t want to keep y’all from band practice. I didn’t know you were in the school band.” You smiled softly.

“No. Not a band for school, we have an actual band. We’re just getting started still…” Jake shook his head as he scratched the back of his neck nervously.

“Oh. I’m sorry… Well, have fun, and I’ll see you later.” You flashed a smile before leaving the two of them to go on with their business.

➳

You had luckily gotten your license recently before moving to Michigan and asked to use your mom’s car to drive over to Josh’s house to work on your project tonight.

The drive wasn’t too far from where you lived, in fact you only live a couple blocks from each other. You could’ve probably walked. When arriving you parked on the street out front of their house, making way to the front door. You knocked softly, hearing some yelling behind the door - a girl who looked close in age to you answered the door.

“Hi, I’m Y/N. Is Josh here? I’m here to work on a school project with him.” You spoke offering a small smile.

“Nice to meet you, I’m Veronica but I go by Ronnie. I’m his younger and only sister, he is actually finishing up practice with the guys. You can come in.” She motioned for you to come in.

“If you want, we can go out to the garage. That’s where they practice.”

You smiled, “Sure, why not.”

Ronnie nodded and took you out with her to the garage. As you walked in the guys were in the midst of a song, Josh was singing, Jake was playing guitar and there were two other boys. One looked similar to Jake, assuming it was another sibling of theirs. He was playing bass, and the other was playing drums. Ronnie and you had sat on the couch in front of them.

They sounded really good, for being so young. Josh had finally noticed you as a blush crept on his cheeks, he averted towards Jake as they finished up the song, and concluded their practice.

“That was better than the last run. We’ll resume back to this tomorrow.” Jake directed to them, “Sam, we got to tune that better. And Danny, we’ll have to try and rig the snare.”

They all nodded, making way to head into the house.

“I didn’t expect you to come out here.” Josh had chuckled softly.

“Ronnie asked if I wanted to. And figured why not.” You smiled softly, “So how many of you are there?” You whispered to him - in hopes that his siblings wouldn’t hear.

“There are four of us. Jake and I are the oldest, Ronnie is the middle and Sam is the youngest. And Danny, he's Sam’s best friend. But we consider him a brother, he’s been around for so long.” He smiled, a dimple peeking out.

“Dinner is probably ready, we should head in before my mother starts calling.” He chuckled softly, you followed behind him into the house. He led you to the dining room, it was big enough for everyone that was present. Once you stepped foot in, all eyes were on the two of you.

“Mom and Dad this is Y/N. She is new to our school, and my partner for our class project. But also a new friend.” He smiled at you.

“Oh it’s nice to meet you dear! It’s always great to meet one of Josh’s friends.” She beamed with excitement, “Please sit anywhere you’d like. I made grilled cheese and a family recipe of tomato soup.”

She motioned for you to sit. Josh pulled a chair out for you, that was next to Jake, and you sat down as Josh sat in the seat next to you.

➳

Everyone had eaten, and once your bellies were full to content. You and Josh had decided to head to his and Jake’s shared room to work on the project. Both sides were different from one another, Josh having anything film related where Jake had music related posters.

“Jake and I are forced to share a room, while Ronnie and Sam get the luxury of having their own rooms.” He chuckled softly motioning for you to sit on his bed as he sat on a chair from his desk.

“It’s okay, my sister and I were forced to share a room when we lived in Oregon.” You giggled softly remembering the tiny two bedroom house your parents had gotten when your father was stationed on a mission again.

“Oregon? How did you end up all the way here?” Josh chuckled softly.

“My dad was in the military. We moved around quite a lot.” You responded nonchalantly.

“Oh wow. So you’re settled here in Frankenmuth, Michigan?”

“It's a cute town.” You giggled softly.

“We’re really known for Christmas. Whole town goes overboard with all of it, really. But it is nice. I do enjoy Christmas here.” He rubbed his hands together.

“So where are you originally from?” He questioned you.

“Florida.” You said flatly.

Honestly, you didn’t miss it - especially given the fact you had lived close to Orlando for quite some time, you hated the tourists all year round for the 9 years you lived there.

“Sunshine state… Hm. I think I’ll nickname you Sunshine. How does that sound?” He chuckled softly, a blush crept on your face.

“Sure…”

“Now, what role are you trying for Mr.Kiszka?” You impersonated Mr.Kiwalski’s voice. Earning a chuckle from Josh he shook his towards you.

“Don’t laugh.” He chuckled, “But I’m going for Wonka.”

You smiled at him softly, “I think you’ll fit perfectly…you have the characteristics for it.” You giggled softly.

“And how about you?”

“Veruka.” You giggled, sitting up straight.

“Well I guess we’ll just wait and see.”

December 2013

Ever since that poetry class, you and Josh had been inseparable. You finished your project earning an easy A on it. And then got the roles you had both wanted for the Willy Wonka play. Josh had been working on a film script for the last couple weeks, having you help assist him with it.

“You know you are quite the genius Sunshine.” Josh smiled at you, you smiled back. “I’m just doing what I can! I told you I’ll help film, and help with costumes as well.”

You finished writing in your journal with all of the plans for Josh’s film that was coming up early next month.

“Do you think it’s silly?” He scratched the back of his head.

“No, not at all. I think it’s going to be brilliant. You have a very creative mind Josh. You need to stop doubting yourself.” You replied, shaking your head to give more reinforcement to your words.

“It’s just I care a lot about film, and this band stuff with Jake sometimes can be a lot…” He sighed, sitting on the edge of his bed.

“Josh… Jake has told you that he would help in any way.” You sat next to him.

“Yeah, but this is his dream… He’s always wanted to be a rockstar. And I want that for him. Me, I'm just a silly old film guy.” He chuckled as you nudged him softly.

“Aaand he would want the same for you. Don’t beat yourself up. This film is going to be amazing. Now come on, we have a Christmas party to attend.” You stood up, putting your hand out for him to join.

Once he took your hand in his, it felt like electricity had gone through you. During the short time you’ve known Josh. You’ve grown to like him more than just a friend…

He stood up from his bed, dropping your hand from his slowly.

“Yeah, you’re right. Thanks Y/N…” He smiled softly.

“Of course Josh, that’s what friends are for.” You smiled mentally slapping yourself. You wish you could tell him how you felt. But you also didn’t want to freak him out.

The two of you made way to the basement where the party was being held, Jake smiled and walked over to you giving you a tight hug. With how close you got to Josh, you got close to his twin as well.

“About time you two showed up. Was starting to think you were sucking face.”

Josh gave him a glare as his cheeks turned to a crimson. You blushed, staring at your feet. “No, we were just working on the last touches of the film Jacob.”

“Sorry…” He gave Josh an apologetic look, they had some sort of twin telepathy way of communicating. You just went with the flow of it all. Josh ventured off to some other film friends that you would eventually join.

“Hey I really didn’t mean to embarrass you guys…” Jake had spoken to you quietly.

“It’s okay Jake, really…” You fiddled with your hands.

“No, no it's not… Has Josh said anything to you lately?” You gave him a questioning look.

“Said what?” You grabbed a can of pop.

“Forget it…” Jake went to turn, you grabbed his arm.

“Jacob.”

“You can’t say anything.” Jake mumbled as he turned to face you.

You gave him a look, “Cross my heart and hope to die.” You giggled doing the little promise. He pulled you aside.

“Josh really likes you… But he’s just too afraid to admit it.” He said quietly to you, only audible for you to understand. You felt butterflies in your stomach.

“R-really…” You looked up at him.

“Yeah. Why do you think he’s been up your ass so much lately.” He chuckled softly, “But you didn’t hear this from me.” He gave you a stern look.

“Jake, I won’t say a word. Besides… He hasn’t even made a move…” You looked over at Josh watching him talk with your other friends.

“Give it time… He doesn’t really know how to go about these things. He might need a little push, but. He’ll do it.” He patted your back softly.

“Thanks Jake…” You smiled and walked over to your friends and talked about the plans for the new year.

January 2014

“Josh, how the hell did you book a hotel room for the weekend for this film? Don’t we have to be at least 21 to book?” You shot a glare as you settled your bags into the room.

“Sunny, you underestimate my skills… Have I taught you nothing.” He sighs, acting like he’s been hurt. “Okay. Maybe I did, but just a tiny bit.”

You giggled softly setting up your equipment - while Jake came into the room with the rest of their friends.

“Okay, so I totally did not cause a scene in the lobby…” He said nervously.

“Jacob, I swear if we get kicked out of this damn hotel before we even shoot anything. I’m kicking your ass.”

“Some idiot tried fucking with our equipment, what else was I suppose to do.” He defended himself, causing the two of them to bicker.

“Alright! It just better not result in anything bad…”

The remainder of the evening you had set the room up for the liking of how you were filming this short film that Josh had in mind. Jake was one of the main roles, along with their friend Grace. Filming was going great, you had everything pretty much under control so Josh could focus on filming and getting the right angles while you adjusted lighting, make up and props.

After a couple hours of shooting Josh figured it was time to call it a night. You had helped clean up the room while Jake and Grace had finished up their last shots, and proceeded to help clean as well. Josh had already started editing the clips from tonight, and said that we would pick it back up tomorrow.

The twins ended up sharing a bed, while you and Grace had shared the other. It's not like you and Josh haven’t slept by one another before. You had passed out on the pull out sofa bed in their basement a few times when you’d stay over late working on a project. But Jake didn’t want to make Grace uncomfortable.

➳

The next day filming had picked up, but Jake was in a mood as he was tired of filming the same scene for the past hour.

“Well Jacob if you’d actually put effort into it. We wouldn’t have to keep shooting this take!” Josh threw his hands up in frustration.

“How about we take a lunch break!” You suggested taking your headphones off.

“Yeah, that’s a great idea.” Jake huffed grabbing his things, “You want to hit that Sub shop Grace?”

She nodded in agreement following Jake, leaving you and Josh to yourselves. Josh had put some things away grabbing a microwave.

“Joshua, what are you doing with the damn microwave?” You crossed your arms staring at him.

“I want to make stir fry. And I’m not trying to burn the room down, so to the hallway we go!” He made his way to the door, but he could open it considering his hands were full. So you opened the door, following behind him with your camera and other supplies.

Deciding to sprint to be in front of him, you took a picture of him with the microwave. “You’re something else Kiszka.” You giggled, getting to the end of the hallway. He plugged the microwave into the outlet, preparing the meal he had planned.

“Is this even going to be any good?” You gave him a concerning look.

“You have to live on the edge, a little mama.” He chuckled, mixing it together and placing it into the microwave, turning it on and setting it to whatever time and power he had it set as.

“Sir, what are you doing?” One of the maids had questioned him.

“Just making a five star meal. Care for some?” He smiled.

“You can’t do that out here. Why is it even out of the room?” She had questioned him, with her arms crossed.

“What do you mean? It was already out here.” He played a great character.

“Sir, I can assure you that is the room microwave you need to put it back in its rightful place. Or I will have to report you to the hotel staff.” She huffed watching him.

“It’s almost done cooking. It’ll be out of the way shortly.” Josh replied, smirking.

“I suggest you take it back now.” She then started to walk away to clean a room. Josh sat there letting it continue to cook.

“Josh, she seemed pretty serious.” You looked at him with worry.

“Sunshine, you need to liven it up!” He chuckled softly, as the microwave went off he unplugged it and walked back to the room with it.

“You Kiszka’s sure have a way…” You giggled softly, sitting on the bed.

“I can’t tell if that’s a good thing, or a bad thing.” He chuckled softly sitting beside you with his plate, taking a bite he spit it out quickly. “Oh that is mortifying.” He made a gagging face.

“Not so bright Joshy…” You giggled softly.

“Come on, let’s go get some real stir fry.” You patted his back, he nodded, throwing out his creation.

➳

The two of you found a local Japanese restaurant not too far from the hotel. Taking in on dining there, you let Jake and Grace know where the two of you went in case they came back earlier than you two.

“So, the Valentine’s dance is coming up.” Josh had said nervously.

“Yeah, have you asked any special girl?” You smiled softly, taking a sip of your water.

“No, not yet…” He put his head down, like he was ashamed.

“It’s okay Josh, you don’t have to show up with a date. You can just go with friends.” You smiled softly at him.

“Uh actually. Y/N, I was wondering if maybe you would be my date for the Valentine’s dance.” He looked up at you nervously with flushed cheeks.

“You want me to be your date?” You smiled as your cheeks became a tinted pink.

He nodded, smiling softly, “Yeah. I’d really like it if you would?”

“Yeah, I’ll be your date…” You trailed off with a smile, giving him a small reassuring nod.

He smiled, chuckling softly, “I thought I was gonna walk out of here like a sore loser if you said no.”

“I would never say no to you Josh…”

February 2014

It was Friday, school was a complete drag the past week. They had a spirit week in honor of the Valentine’s dance tonight. Ever since Josh had asked you to be his date, the two of you had been inseparable. You had been working on the last touches of the short film you worked on together. It was nearing completion but Josh decided that the two of you should take this week off from editing, since the dance was taking up a majority of the time.

You had joined the student council prior to Christmas break, and helped the council decorate and plan the dance. It was senior year after all, you had to make some memories while living the last of your childhood. Josh knew how much it meant to you to partake in this, since you were never able to do much like this before.

You had been getting ready at home, finishing the last touches of your hair and makeup. You kept your makeup rather simple, not doing too much of a glam look, and your hair had some loose curls.

You went to your closet pulling your dress off from the hanger, it was an indigo dress that rested against your knees and had some slight rhinestone embellishments on the edges of the dress. You slipped it on looking at yourself in the mirror, content with your look you put your heels on and grabbed your small satchel heading downstairs.

Josh was at the bottom of the stairs waiting for you with your parents and sister.

“You look absolutely stunning.” Your mom beamed.

“You look amazing, sweetie.” Your dad chimed in, agreeing with your mother.

Your sister smiled, clapping her hands together. She opted on staying home instead of going to the dance tonight. She was in the same grade as Sam and Danny and you have tried multiple times to get her to hang out with them.

“You look beautiful, Sunshine.” Josh came in front of you holding a beautiful white rose assortment corsage, with a boutineer to go with it.

You smiled softly in response.

“You look dashing.”

Your mom smiled coming over to aid the two of you with putting his boutineer on. Then Josh slipped your corsage onto your wrist.

“Okay! In front of the fireplace, we have to get pictures of you two.” Your mom beamed, as your father ushered you into the living room. Josh and yourself stood in front of the fireplace, as he placed his hand on the small of your back you felt butterflies in your stomach placing your arm around his back. You both posed and smiled for the millions of pictures your mother insisted on taking. Then took a couple with your parents.

“Guys it's not even prom, it's just a regular dance!” You giggled softly after taking enough pictures.

“Yes you’re right dear, but it’s your senior year!” Your mom beamed at you.

“We should really get going, otherwise we’ll be late…” You looked at the time.

“Wouldn’t be the first time I’m late to a function!” Josh chuckled softly, you giggled in agreement.

“Yeah, but I think for once you should be on time.” You smirked and started to head to the door with him.

Before leaving your father gave Josh a whole spiel on his rules and when to have you home by. Typical dad move, but he just wanted to be in good hands.

“Dad, he’s a good guy. Besides I think Mrs.Kiszka would be on him if he didn’t abide by your rules.” You giggled softly as Josh nodded.

“Yeah, my mom would have my butt canned.”

The two of you then left your house, he opened the passenger side to his car letting you get in before he closed it getting to his side. Once you buckle your seatbelt he had gotten into the car buckling himself in the driving over.

After arriving, Josh had parked next to Jake’s car. Jake had gotten out and let his date out of the passenger side. He had asked Valerie to be his date, she was more than thrilled when he had asked her. Valerie was this sweet junior who was a part of the cheerleading squad and Jake was absolutely crushing on her.

“You guys look amazing!” You smiled at them, hugging Jake and then Val.

“You guys look great too!” Jake beamed.

“Well we should head in, it’s freezing out here.” Josh had motioned for everyone to make their way, as he kept his hand on the small of your back.

Once you entered the high school gymnasium there was a photo station off to the left, then a table for water and punch.

“Do you want some punch?” Josh looked over at you.

“Yeah, I’d like some.” You smiled.

“Grab a table and I’ll meet you there.” He wandered off to the refreshment table as you made way to a small table in the corner. Jake and Val had already ventured to the dance floor, making the most of their night.

Josh had returned with two cups of punch, setting yours down in front of you on the table, he smiled softly at you.

“My lady.” He chuckled softly, sliding into the chair beside you.

“Well thank you kind sir.” You giggled softly, taking a sip of the punch.

“You guys did really well with planning all of this.” He smiled, taking a sip of his punch.

“Thank you, I was nervous they weren’t going to like my ideas…” You slouched a bit - suddenly feeling a wave of nervousness hit you.

“Are you kidding! Sunny you are brilliant. Who wouldn’t like your ideas?” He smiled softly at you, you returned a smile as your cheeks flushed.

After conversing for a bit, the two of you decided to hit the dance floor joining Jake and Val. You guys had danced the night away, laughing and acting like complete idiots. But it’s all you ever wanted at this moment.

The DJ then turned things slow for a remainder of the evening starting off with All of Me by John Legend. Josh had you pulled you close to him, wrapping his arms around your waist and you wrapped your arms around his neck. Smiling softly at him, you giggled to yourself softly.

“What is it, Sunshine?” He chuckled softly, catching your giggle.

“Nothing…” You blushed, placing your head on his chest listening to his heartbeat as the two of you swayed.

“Your heart is beating rather fast Josh…”

You giggled and turned to look up at him, he then moved his one hand to caress your face.

“Y/N…”

You looked at his face, he licked his lips nervously.

“Yeah Josh…”

He studied your face, before zoning in closer he then pressed his soft plush lips against yours.

‘Cause I give you all of me

And you give me all of you’

You were taken by surprise, but immediately kissed him back softly letting your lips move in sync. Soaking in this moment together. After a moment the two of you pulled away, smiling while giggling at each other.

“God, I’ve wanted to do that for so long…” He shook his head, sighing softly.

“I think you should do it again.” You smiled brightly at him - he then captured your lips once more with his, giving a few little pecks before detaching his lips from yours.

“Y/N… I. Well, what I’m trying to ask.”

“Yes, Josh. I’ll be your girlfriend.” You giggled softly, rubbing his arm to soothe his nerves.

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to be continued

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