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[Text: Josh] You're out of the band.

[Text: Tyguy]: What did I do this time? [Text: Tyguy]: If this was because of the other day when I left my shirt on the floor and you slipped, I said I was sorry!

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[Text: Josh] I’m kidding. <3 [Text: Josh] I actually need you to come ‘round. I have ideas and I need a distracting drummer alien man to flesh ‘em out.

[Text: Tyguy]: Oh, well that’s good, I thought I was gonna have to tell my momma [Text: Tyguy]: I believe I can help with that! See ya soon!!

[Text] I was actually just told I’m “too cute to be gay”

[Text: Jishwa] See, I would argue “too cute to be straight”.[Text: Jishwa] Alternatively, “too cute to hide the cute face between some girl’s legs”.

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[Text: Jishwa] :( I’m the most allowed. And you’re not gonna tell momma. [Text: Jishwa] Cos if you do, I’ll tell YOUR momma and you’ll get grounded too.

[Text: Babyboy]: You can’t stop meeeee [Text: Babyboy]: I did nothing wrong, so you can tell my momma!

"I don't care if I get sick. I just want to help you get better."

Josh whined quietly and tried to bat Tyler away gently. “Ty, you don’t need my germs, I’ll be fine” He huffed, pulling the duvet further other his shivering body. “Please Tyguy? I’ll feel really bad if you do get ill”

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“That’d be soup.” Tyler murmured, peering into the bunk. “Come on, sickly, it’s at the table. Need my help getting up, or can you walk okay for now? I got juice and everything.”

“Okay, I’m coming” Josh whined softly before slowly making his way out of the bunk, grabbing a blanket and wrapping it around his shoulders. “I think I’m good” He spoke, smiling softly as he looked up at his friend.

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Tyler is worn. He’s a mess of wired nerves, exhaustion, and mental fog that makes it hard to recognise who’s actually behind him when his drummer and best friend pads into the dressing room, hugging him tightly from the back. It’s only when he sees a sleeve tattoo that he relaxes, melting into Josh’s arms.“Hey, buddy.”

#scrxxnonmychest;;#● ᵛ: ᵗʷᵒ ʰᵃᵖᵖʸ ᵇᵒʸˢ ● [ Main];

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“Are you gonna actually dry off like a normal person this time?” Tyler teased, and after a few minutes he was cleaned off as well, wrapping a black towel around his waist as he stepped out.

“Hey, there is nothing wrong with how I dry off!“ Josh huffed playfully, grabbing the towel and wrapping it around himself as he clambered out of the shower. Turning the water off, he brushed a hand through his hair and shook his head with a chuckle.

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.45 - CallMeKarizma

“I’ve been bleaching my hair ‘cus some feeling was there, I had to wash it out” Josh spoke as he ran his hands through his freshly dyed hair that now resembled an ocean green. “I just needed a change” He murmured as he crinkled up his nose.

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She listens to his reasons. Her lips pursed together lightly to make a smal, wry smile. “Josh, I really love how you think things out.” The girl pats his head gently. His hair is not free of suds and clean. “Need help with anything else?”

“Colours are like my creativity, my hair is the source of my power“ Josh chuckled before lifting his head up and looked at the other. “I don’t think so but thank you for helping me, change is good, when can I do your hair?” He teased, nudging her gently.

"Are the drugs really more important to you than I am?" {Its from a meme I saw on your blog heh}

“I- I need the drugs…“ Josh whispered as he brushed a hand through his hair before picking at the skin on his fingers. “I need them, they help me… I’m better with them” He murmured as he looked up at Dan with a frown. “Don’t put me in a position where I have to choose because I’ll choose wrong… I can’t control this” He admitted, pulling a face as he shoved his hands into his pockets, letting out a shaky breath.

#nightprxnce;;#● ᵛ: ᵖᵒˡᵃʳᶤᶻᵉ ᶤˢ ᵗᵃᵏᶤᶰᵍ ʸᵒᵘʳ ᵈᶤˢᵍᵘᶤˢᵉˢ ● [ Alt ]

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Dan slowly moved closer and took their hand into his own. “Josh please.. I am here for you.” He whispered as he chewed on his lower lip.

Josh glanced down at their hands and frowning briefly. “I know.. I know but you’ve also made your stance on this very clear” He murmured, shaking his head slowly.

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A colourful Josh

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Did you sleep last night ?

Josh frowned as he glanced at the other before shaking his head slowly, wringing his fingers together as he sat up slightly. ‘Couldn’t sleep, too many thoughts’ He signed to his friend before letting his hands fall back into his lap. His statement wasn’t exactly the whole truth, the drummer had been dealing with incessant nightmares as of recent, the thoughts he spoke of were almost paranoia, the fear of going to sleep and being taken to a dark and horror-filled realm.

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“Josh you do know it’s nothing to be sorry for, the feeling like you aren’t safe in your own head, I get it….I understand, and I want to help you…..you’ll be okay….I promise you”. He pulled over the soft blanket he’d been leaning on and draped it over them both shifting so he could wrap his arms around the other male. “I’m here okay…..breath……find peace……your dreams won’t hurt you…..I’ll be here when you wake”. Orin knew he had to try his best to make the other feel safe. And get him to rest before he became too exhausted and collapsed.

‘I don‘t want to be a burden or anything... I’m used to dealing with it alone, you know? And okay, I believe you, I trust you’ Josh signed before shifting closer to Orin and lay his head upon the other’s shoulder. Nodding at the other’s words, he found them comforting and took solace in knowing that his friend was there in his most vulnerable state. His hand searched for the younger male’s, carefully taking it within his own, squeezing it softly as he closed his eyes.

"Are the drugs really more important to you than I am?" {Its from a meme I saw on your blog heh}

“I- I need the drugs…“ Josh whispered as he brushed a hand through his hair before picking at the skin on his fingers. “I need them, they help me… I’m better with them” He murmured as he looked up at Dan with a frown. “Don’t put me in a position where I have to choose because I’ll choose wrong… I can’t control this” He admitted, pulling a face as he shoved his hands into his pockets, letting out a shaky breath.

#nightprxnce;;#● ᵛ: ᵖᵒˡᵃʳᶤᶻᵉ ᶤˢ ᵗᵃᵏᶤᶰᵍ ʸᵒᵘʳ ᵈᶤˢᵍᵘᶤˢᵉˢ ● [ Alt ]

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Dan frowned at the words as he shook his head. “When we started dating you only told me you smoked weed, nothing more..” Dan sighed as he felt tears form in his eyes. “I just hate how you get when you are on drugs..”

Josh shook his head with a frown, scuffing his shoes along the floor. “Yeah, when dealing with this was tolerable, but then they got louder!” He exclaimed before closing his eyes tightly, his hands moving to grip at his hair. “It’s better than the alternative”

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.45 - CallMeKarizma

“I’ve been bleaching my hair ‘cus some feeling was there, I had to wash it out” Josh spoke as he ran his hands through his freshly dyed hair that now resembled an ocean green. “I just needed a change” He murmured as he crinkled up his nose.

#fxnalpxges;;#● ᵛ: ᵗʷᵒ ʰᵃᵖᵖʸ ᵇᵒʸˢ ● [ Main];

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Syn looks at his newly dyed hair and nods. “Well, I think this color suits you.” She offers him a quiet smile and helps wash out his hair as there were a few spots in the back that still had soap in it. “What feeling prompted the change?”

“Thanks Syn“ Josh smiled and closed his eyes briefly as his hair was washed, letting out a soft sigh. “I uh... Selfish I guess? Which is probably why I chose green, it means calm, nature and growth, and that’s kinda what I need right about now” He spoke as he chuckled softly.

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Tyler is worn. He’s a mess of wired nerves, exhaustion, and mental fog that makes it hard to recognise who’s actually behind him when his drummer and best friend pads into the dressing room, hugging him tightly from the back. It’s only when he sees a sleeve tattoo that he relaxes, melting into Josh’s arms.“Hey, buddy.”

#scrxxnonmychest;;#● ᵛ: ᵗʷᵒ ʰᵃᵖᵖʸ ᵇᵒʸˢ ● [ Main];

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“Thanks.” Tyler called back softly, tugging off his stage clothes and climbing in, back-to-back with the drummer. “Commence awkward butt-touching…. not like we haven’t showered together before.” He smiled over his shoulder, grey water swirling at his feet as the paint washed away.

“No problem“ Josh murmured as he ran a hand through his hair, smiling briefly as he shook his head. “Yeah... That’s true” He spoke, washing the bodywash off himself before crinkling up his nose, reaching out to try and grab a towel.

"I don't care if I get sick. I just want to help you get better."

Josh whined quietly and tried to bat Tyler away gently. “Ty, you don’t need my germs, I’ll be fine” He huffed, pulling the duvet further other his shivering body. “Please Tyguy? I’ll feel really bad if you do get ill”

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“Not your mom.” Tyler teased gently, and he watched the man for a moment longer before fixing a meal for the two of them, soup and a small sandwich for Josh, and one of the frozen meals they kept on the bus for himself. “Joshie? Soup’s ready, you sick little thing.”

Josh had dozed off in the time he had to himself, the voice of his best friend had him stirring as he rolled over and opened his eyes slowly. “Hmm?” He uttered, raising his hands to his eyes, rubbing at them sleepily as he sat up carefully, his hair sticking out in all kinds of directions. “Something smells nice” He murmured.

[Text] I was actually just told I’m “too cute to be gay”

[Text: Jishwa] See, I would argue “too cute to be straight”.[Text: Jishwa] Alternatively, “too cute to hide the cute face between some girl’s legs”.

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[Text: Jishwa] I’m so allowed! I’m the most allowed! :( [Text: Jishwa] NO please don’t tell momma, come on Josh. I’ll get grounded and we can’t tour.

[Text: Babyboy]: You are definitely not allowed! [Text: Babyboy]: Pfft, well you should have thought of that before, Joseph!