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[woozivrsefactry]

Aight so my drunk ass last night write this and it's corny as hell but I'm still posting cuz why not. Happy soonhoon, jagiya-land.

[shit this is red too]

The two boys had approached you at a bar. Not to be judgemental but you could tell they were a couple. The tall blonde introduced them two. Flirted with you. The shorter one stayed close by, smirking, buying you drinks. Having two gay men swoon over you was not on your bingo list for tonight but we'll you weren't hating it. The shortie asked you, "are you open minded enough?" One thing led to the other and soon you were in a slick black SUV getting driven to a nearby hotel.

The raven head kept eye fucking you through the rear view mirror whole the blondie kissed you in the backseat. Y'all pushed thru the reception and into a room. The blonde was impatient tugging at your clothes. The other calmer holding back his boyfriend. Finally he kissed you. Slower, more sensual, more dirty. Spit and tongue everywhere.

Soon you were on the bed, naked, sitting between the black hair one, back-to-chest, his thighs engulfing yours while the blond was between your legs devouring you like the last supper.

"she taste good, soonie?"

"mmhn, so sweet, uji-ya."

"her tits are super good too," the raven said playing with your boobs. "Cum on his face"

And you did, with a broken cry, your weight falling backwards on the smooth fair chest behind you as the men giggled.

"already this tired? We haven't even fucked you yet baby."

You were given a few minutes break as the two men got on with putting on condoms. Kissing each other in ways that was already making you wet again. You'd really thought the shorter one was the top from all that energy but that thought flew out of the window as you saw him getting his ass lubed up. He climbed on top of you, pulling your legs in air till your knees rested over his shoulders.

"ready, baby?" He asks lining himself to you waiting for your reply. You barely manage a broken whine and he takes that sign to enter. Your eyes rolled to the back of your head with the stretch he gave you. Behind him his boyfriend lines up to him. Second blow came even harder when the blond penetrated him and him you. That's how it went.

"shit, she's really tight."

"ngh, so are you."

You werent sure who's hands went where but you had two hands playing with your tits while another one rubbed your clit as you got fucked to bliss.

"I think I'm gonna cum."

"me too, baby."

"me three?"

The two boys soon fall on either sides in your with a sigh and a thump.

"I swear to god soonyoung never say corny shit like that when you're in my ass. Again."

"ignore him, he's having post-orgasmic crisis or something like that."

"do you wanna be hit!?"

"you won't. You think I'm cute." The blonde grins as he cuddles up your side grinning.

The other one huffs and rolls his eyes. "Goddamn right, you're cute." He mutters under his breath making you giggle as he cuddles up your other side.

[anakinstwinklebunny]

Can mommy write me something with Hayden 🥺👉🏻👈🏻

SALVATORE..

Soft blanket that was sprawled beneath your body did little to stop the rapid feeling coursing through your veins. HAYDEN CHRISTENSEN's hands were everywhere - stroking, groping, owning. Currently you were spending some alone time in the garden, summer's warm breeze caressing your skin here and there. Beside you there was a small lake that lapped against the shore but the sound of it often got drowned out by hayden's low murmurs.

"You're so goddamn beautiful" he rasped, lips trailing the line of open-mouthed kisses along your jaw, down to the column of your delicate neck "Every inch of you, babe. It's insane"

Those hands now slid under your shirt, causing a small gasp to leave your parted lips as calloused fingertips brushed over your ribs, down to your stomach. Slowly, teasingly, his fingers clenched around the hem of the material, pushing the fabric over your head. Tossing it to the side, his eyes scanned your exposed chest, as if memorizing the view. Lips curled into a sly smirk before he leaned down, kissing his way up to your breasts with occasional tongue flicking over your sensitive skin

"You like that?" he glanced up at you "I want to hear you, sweatheart. Don't hold back"

just as his hands moved higher, cupping your full breasts through your bra, you whimpered. Slim fingers wrapped around the strap, gently pulling on it before letting it go, causing the material to slap against your skin. He grinned, a cocky smirk painting his face, making your stomach flip. Now with more delicatesy precision, he unclipped the bra, tossing it the same way he did with the shirt.

"Fuck" he whispered at the sign of you. his thumbs moved to the curve of your breasts, brushing over your hardening nipple, making your legs clench together.

when he replaced his fingers with his mouth, you breathed out his name, fingers reaching to thread through his hair while he sucked so gently, warm tongue swirling around the pink nub

he hummed against you, vibration of it shooting straight through you "That's it" he muttered, teeth grazing just enough to make you gasp "God, you sound so pretty when you say my name like that"

His hands found the waistband of your shorts, slowly tugging them down till you were completely bare beneath him. He pulled away from your breast with a wet pop, his gaze flicking down your body, making sure it lingered on every curve, every inch of exposed skin

"You-you're perfect"

you wanted, started, to reach for him, desiring to feel his skin against yours but he only caught your wrist, kissing your skin there "not yet" he whispered, lips moving to brush against yours "Let me take care of you first"

With mesmerizing gaze, two fingers parted your lips, touching the surface of your lower lip before sliding them down your body in the slowest, most torturous pace

“Patience, babe,” he murmured, smirking against your lips. “I’m gonna take my time with you.”

Two fingers finally slipped inside you, curling in just the right spot, and your head fell back as a strangled moan escaped your throat. Hayden groaned, free hand gripping your hip to keep you still as you writhed beneath him.

“Look at you,” voice low and gravelly. “So fucking perfect. So tight around my fingers.” He pumped them slowly, thumb never stopping its maddening circles. “I could watch you like this all night.”

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[changingplumbob]

Introductions: Callie - Part 2

Through the doors Deanna waits to meet the seventh contestant. What will she think of our self described simple girl?

Deanna: Hello, nice to meet you-

Callie: Am I meant to say? Ah, I'm Callie, Callie Santos, she/her pronouns, young adult-

Deanna: *smiling* Me to. Well pronouns, not name

Callie: *waves and sighs* Hi

Deanna: Hi Callie

Deanna moves to the chairs, inviting Callie to sit with her.

Deanna: You may have guessed when you signed up but family is a big part of my life. Do you have any family?

Callie: Just my parents, I'm an only child unfortunately…or is it fortunately?

Deanna: That would depend on if you thrive alone

Callie: Alone is good but I'm trying to get out there

Deanna: I think it's awesome you're trying, I know not everyone loves people

Deanna: Have you been in Tartosa?

Callie: Nope! It's always been on my list of places to visit, it looks beautiful!

Deanna: Well I hope you'll enjoy the days off set. They've got vans for tours set up

Callie: And the dates right?

Deanna: Yes! Most of the dates will be here around Tartosa

[whoredyceps]

"OH LOVER BOY!" || 27 Days of Love: A Valentine's Challenge + Series

day one: a secret admirer

ᰔ pairing: pre-outbreak joel miller x reader

ᰔ summary: you are new to the neighborhood, and you've become friends with your neighbors— a spunky little girl and her reserved father. before long, you notice mr. miller has taken to you more than you realize. when a letter with no address ends up in your mail box, you get down to the bottom of it.

ᰔ author's note: sooo excited to do this!!! i've never done a writing challenge like this, and i've been looking for something to spark my creativity again. it's a bit short, and i'm still rusty. it's been a long time since i've written on here, so please let me know how i can improve! enjoy! ♡

ᰔ content warning: pre-outbreak. young sarah miller. young single father joel miller. fluff. slightly domestic.

"Dad! Do we have envelopes?"

"Why do you need an envelope? You mailin' a check?" Joel looks up from the morning paper. He isn't sure if he's heard Sarah right, yet she stands in front of him with a folded piece of paper and a sweet smile. 

"I'm dropping off a letter. Please, Dad, I just need one," Sarah rolls her eyes. Ever since she's turned twelve, the eye rolling has become a constant. It drives Joel up a wall, but he'd be blue in the face before she stops. It has to run its course, whether he likes it or not. 

"They're in the desk drawer," Joel sighs. He picks up the newspaper again after he takes a sip of his coffee. Whatever she's up to, he's sure he'll find out soon enough. 

Sarah mutters a thanks as she leaves the room. She waits until he's reading again before she shoves the letter into the envelope. With a quick glance back, she knows it's now or never. 

"I'm going to the mailbox! Be right back!" 

Before Joel could ask any other questions, Sarah is already out the door and headed towards your mailbox. Your car is parked in the driveway, but there's no sign of you outside. Perfect.

A few quick strides later, and Sarah is shoving the envelope in your mailbox. She pulls the little red tab up before she scampers away. As she walks, she prays you see it sooner rather than later.

Luck is in her favor, considering you're walking out to check your mailbox as she closes the front door. You notice the red tab and your heart stutters. It's been a couple of months since you moved into the neighborhood, and homesickness has gotten to you. You've been checking the mail in hopes of any news from home, or something to tie you back. Anything to ease the ache that's settled in your bones.

You open the mailbox, immediately confused by the top letter. It has no information on the front which makes you a bit nervous. If it's ended up in here, it must be from someone who knows you- a very short list. 

Instead of bringing it inside, you open it right at the mailbox. The bills and junk mail are shoved back in the box before you open it. 

"Hi,

This is Joel, your neighbor on the right. The one with the girl, Sarah. I would like to take you on a date. Call me."

You read it over, a bit skeptical that someone is pulling a prank on either you or Joel. Part of you wonders if it is Joel, but you highly doubt he's writing letters to his neighbor in a glittery purple pen. The few times you've had a conversation with Joel- beyond a quick hello or a wave as you both leave for work- he's been very direct. Never one to beat around the bush, which you admire. 

The other part of you knows it's more likely that Sarah's behind this. The idea of her writing this has you smiling. She's a smart one, and you know Joel will have his hands full as she grows up. You've talked to her enough to hear how smart she is. That being said, she'll need to learn how to cover her tracks and try to avoid pretty gel pens when writing like her father.

With the letter in hand, you head next door and knock. From your spot, you can hear some back and forth before the door finally opens. Before you stands the supposed author in question, a bit confused when he sees you.

"Hi, darlin'. You okay? You don't usually come knockin' this early." Joel gives you a kind smile. One that you've thought of more than one. 

Admittedly, you do have a small crush on Joel. He always makes it a point to help you with groceries, or even mow your lawn if you're too busy to get around to it. All without you having to ask or mention it. The goodness of his heart, you suppose. His consideration makes your head spin- along with how devilishly handsome he is. You've been known to stare when he's outside without a shirt on, working on some house project he's tasked himself with. 

"Good morning, Joel. Sorry to bother you, but I got this letter and I wanted to just verify that you wrote it." You hand him the letter with a slight chuckle. He looks just as confused as you were a few moments ago. As he reads, his face shifts. It's a mix between disbelief and mortification. 

"That girl," Joel mutters under his breath. He rubs his forehead as he tries to come up with something to say. Before he can say anything, you pipe up.

"While I'll never be the one to judge your pen choice, I have a feeling someone else in your house may be the culprit."

Joel chuckles, unable to stop himself. It's both from how funny he finds you while also in disbelief at the situation. He nods and folds the paper back up. 

"I'm sorry about that. I knew something was up when she asked for an envelope this morning. Kid's gonna be the death of me, one of these days," he sighs. Your good humor eases the tension in his muscles. Everything about you does, but he lets that thought die out as you cross your arms over your chest. 

"Well, can you stay alive long enough for us to go on the date? I know it was her idea but I'll admit, I was excited to see you asked me out..." You glance away, a smile on your lips. When you look back at Joel, the tips of his ears are pink and he looks to be at a loss for words.

"I, I've been meanin' to ask you," he admits. "I guess Sarah overheard me talkin' to Tommy. Just didn't think she'd do something about it." Joel finally smiles. It's warm and a bit humorous. Leave it to his daughter to push him in the right direction.

"I'm glad she did. You free tomorrow night?" You ask, taking the letter out of his hands. You want it for safe keeping, in hopes that one day you'll pull it out and remember how you and Joel went on your first date. Just the idea has your heart hammering.

"Yeah, yeah," Joel finally nods after a beat of silence. "I'm off work for the next few days." He knows he should be the one asking you out, but he won't look a gift horse in the mouth.

"You workin' today?" You tilt your head, a curious look in your eyes as you look Joel over. If your attraction to him had been a question before, all the confirmation he needs is standing right in front of him.

"Not today, no." Joel can feel his chest constrict, his mouth suddenly dry. The look on your face shifts into something he's only imagined in the middle of the night, his hand down his pajama pants and mind full of you.

"Well, if you find yourself with some free time today, I'll be next door. Bye, Joel." You shoot him a wink before you saunter away from his front door. Even without looking, you know his eyes are on you. From a distance, you can hear him call for Sarah that he has to run to the neighbor's house for a bit.

Yeah, Joel definitely has some free time today.

[macsimagines]

do you remember that only fans darling prompt you did a while back? could i ask for the same prompt with hakkai, shinichiro and kakucho?

ok so this one got pretty yandere and pretty quick on one of these i hope i didnt go too far

MINORS DNI

WARNINGS: SEX WORK, CAM-GIRL, SUGARBABY, STALKING BEHAVIOR, MENTION OF KILLING, VOYEURISM, POSSIBLE NONCON

HAKKAI SHIBA

It was by accident that he saw your account. His brother had left his damn phone open on your camgirl profile. He's blushing and squirming like the awkward delinquent he is.

Hakkai can't get you out of his head though. He's rerunning the scene on the phone over and over again. It was only a few seconds of you moaning, humping your pillow, in pretty white lingerie. He didn't even get a full view of you face.

But he did get a full eyeful of your profile name and soon he's pulling up your page and his eyes are opened to video after video of your perfect fucking body on display.

You like to play with different aesthetics here and there, a goth lingerie set, or a baby doll in another one. His eyes only scan for one moment until he sees the video from earlier, then he's not wasting a second (or dime) and feasting on the full video.

"Baby?" you coo to the camera, full lips in a pout and eyes fluttering so pretty, "Are you gonna help me?" Before he knows it, Hakkai is pumping to match your rhythm as you grind against the pillow between your legs.

He's subscribing and watching your live streams like they're gospel, living every second as though he were with you, under you, inside you.

Eventually his delusion starts to crack when he remembers his brother is one of your subscribers. Just one of many, in fact. That's not going to work for him darling. Even if you didn't know he was out there you shouldn't have been unfaithful to your soulmate.

It's ok, he knows you were just making these videos as a way to reach out to him. Your two lonely souls were obviously in desperate need of each other. He can be everything you'd ever need, and you're already perfect.

Don't worry baby, he's got a long list of Subscribers, starting with his brother to get through. But as soon as he's done weeding out the scum he'll come to rescue you.

Shinichiro Sano

Ok so you were suggested by Waka, who said if he couldn't actually get laid, because of his constant rejections, then you were probably the next best thing.

Holy hell was that bastard right, you were an absolute angel. Your voice was soft and silky, your skin was so perfect, and your face! It was like looking at a work of art.

Embarrassingly tipped a large amount as soon as he joined your live stream. "Hmmm, Blackdragon? Thank you so much! As a special present why don't you tell me what you want to see?"

Shinichiro is pulling himself from his sweats so fast as he types out a response. [pls let me see you cum] His cock twitches in his hand when he watches you lick your lips and ask, "How should I make myself, Daddy?"

The name has him almost spilling in his hand but he steadies himself. [use something big. to get you ready for daddy.]

By some miracle Shinichiro actually lasted until you were squirting all over a thick toy, convinced that it was some kind of sign you were coming together.

From that day forward, you're his wife. See you don't know that yet, but it's true. He's got to get everything ready for you for when you move in with him and have his children.

But he's sure you want it just as badly as he does. The way you call him Daddy when he leaves a nice fat tip, how you always cum the hardest around the toys he buys you, how you're always telling him thank you when he wires you more money.

Don't worry. Soon you won't need to care about things like that. All that mattered to him was that you helped him become a real daddy soon. Don't worry baby. He's going to find you.

Kakucho Hitto

Haitani brothers were yammering away about some weird shit on the internet and the topic of cam girls was brought up. He wasn't really an active part of the conversation, more like an active listener. Kakucho had never even watched internet porn and always just prompted for dirty magazines. It wasn't like there was access to that shit in his group home.

But one day in the future he's alone at night thinking back to that convo and ends up researching cam sites. He stumbled on your page and something about how... Soft you looked had him clicking on a video.

It started off slow, you were in a swim suit sucking on a popsicle, your sinful tongue skillfully swirling along the iced treat. "It's so hot, daddy~ Help me cool off?"

For the first time in his life he's watching someone make themselves cum in a public pool. And that's what your page is all about. Voyeurism. Almost getting caught, or being watched by another naughty on looker. He does more research and discovers that its all consensual, and highly safe scenes that are set up. So no actual danger.

Until one day he sees you. He'd become a fan and watched your streams regularly, but seeing you in person was extremely different. You just happened to be taking the train at the same time and he was sure you were on your way to your day job. But here he is getting hard thinking about shoving you into a corner and fingering you. How he knows you like.

It starts out innocent. Just... watching you everyday on the train. Imagining touching you under your skirt, make you squirm as everyone swarms you. Then it turned into following you to work and home. Picking out every alley way on your routine that would make for a good hiding spot to wait in. To grab you, to fuck you.

But he would never do that darling. Never. He just likes to watch. He swears! Kakucho just wants to see you everyday. Maybe brush his finger tips softly on your thigh, maybe breath a little to close to your neck, maybe just this once...touch you.

[crownofgildedlilies]

great expectations! - 2, happy birthday!

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You've been a regular at Freddie's since it was legal for you to drink, and if you were being honest, a little before then, too.

The bar is nothing special and a little out of your way, but you've made some of your favorite memories there. It's where you and Kuroo finally wore down Tsukki enough so that he would sign the lease with everyone, where you celebrated every birthday and finished project to the fullest extent you deserved.

You'd been sitting at the bar, in the same spot you were currently rooted to, when you found out that you had been chosen as the next captain.

You don't think Kuroo is watching out for you from the booth like he claimed he would while you elbowed your way to the bar, but you don't blame him. He's got Tsukki trapped in a conversation the blond has no interest in, and you know that any distraction on Kuroo's part will mean Tsukki can make his escape.

It's far more packed than you had thought it would be, especially for a place like Freddie's. It's not a place that particularly draws crowds, but there's an exceeding amount of university students filtering in through the doors. You can't help but feel a bubble of immature annoyance that so many others are taking up space at your favorite place.

"I guess I have to do the gentlemanly thing and buy you a drink for your birthday, don't I, pretty?"

Like nails on a chalkboard, the voice of Tooru Oikawa cuts through tranquility of your night out. You're wedged against the counter in an attempt to try and get the overworked and understaffed bartender's attention, and Oikawa is only a few short inches away. He's not touching you, or blocking off your escape into the crowd, and those small details are the only reasons why your fight or flight instincts don't kick in.

You manually choose fight, face twisting into a glare that met his boyish smirk head on. When it was clear he was undeterred, you turned fully towards the bar and kept your shoulder between your body and his chest.

You were really determined to get your drink.

"Lucky that we ran into each other, don't you think?" He tries again, and in your effort to keep from looking at him, your attention snags on a group of girls circled around a high top table. You think you might have a lecture with one of them, but all you really focus on is the way their focus is on the man standing beside you.

"So you're the reason for the crowd, aren't you?" You roll your eyes without looking at him and lean forwards against the counter, hoping that it helps the bartender see you waiting oh so patiently.

"The only ones who knew I was coming here tonight were my friends," He reasons, but you can hear the smugness in his voice, so you don't really believe the way his hands raise slightly in innocence. "I can't help it if the people love me."

"You're insufferable, you know that?" You huff, finally giving up your valiant effort to ignore him for as long as humanly possibly. His grin is wide when you make eye contact, and you swear you see something like a flush high on his cheeks while you glare up at him.

"Iwa's told me that, but I think you two are just mean." He exaggerates a pout, then gestures casually to the bartender for two more of the bottle he has clutched in his hand.

You really do hate Oikawa, because in seconds he's gotten fresh drinks when you've been waiting for nearly ten minutes. Not to mention, the girls that are staring holes into the back of your head.

He tries to press one of the bottles into your hands, but you refuse, drawing the line at actually letting him buy you a drink. It doesn't matter that what he ordered sounds decent; it's principle.

Under no circumstances whatsoever can you let Tooru Oikawa buy you a drink. It's against all known laws of nature.

"Uh, no thanks." Your words might seem polite, but they're dripping with attitude you can't seem to find it in you to care about. You know if Kiyoko had overheard you, she would have called you out for being rude, but unfortunately, you're left alone with public enemy number one.

"C'mon, it's your birthday! Live a little." He's teasing, and if it had come from anyone else but him, you would've already conceded.

"Why don't you give it to one of your fan club members over there? I bet they'd simply die if you bought them a drink." You nod your head in the direction of the girls glaring at you, and to Oikawa's credit, he doesn't even glance their way. You'd be lying if you said it didn't surprise you, what with the reputation he has for being a womanizer.

"I want to buy you a drink. On your birthday." His voice is calm and steady, tone dipped a bit lower than his usual easy lilt. You wish he'd look away from you, but you don't think he's glanced anywhere else but you since the moment he approached, save for ordering the drinks. "I don't really care about anyone else who wants my attention."

You blame the absurdness of his statement on your next actions.

As if put under a spell—some horrid concoction of his overwhelming eye contact, the proximity of his large frame, the sound of his voice, and the drinks you'd already consumed—you pull the bottle from his hand and take a deep, long sip without looking away from him.

Your heart is racing. Why is your heart racing?

"Good fucking night, Oikawa," You murmur, abandoning your post at the bar before he could respond and using the influx of bodies in the space to your advantage. You dive into the crowd to avoid his response, the consequences of your actions, and the unfamiliar buzz humming down to your very fingertips.

You think you might know the cause, but's just too unbelievable. You cram it down internally, which is totally the healthy thing to do.

You take a detour back to the booth to drop the bottle in front of Tsukki before muttering some lame excuse you're not even sure you heard clearly and bolting towards the back of the bar. The line to the bathroom is mercifully short, and soon enough you're standing in front of the mirror and cursing the flush in your face.

You really hate Tooru Oikaw.a

extras!

yn is still plotting tsukki's demise after his "you sound like oikawa comment" but kuroo convinced her to put it on hold so they can all go out. kiyoko is still adamant that it was funny and yn can't stay mad at her

when yn got the notification that oikawa liked her story, she stared at it for like five minutes in shock at his audacity. not once did she consider responding

oikawa obsesses over everything yn posts, but never had been brave enough to message until then. he's too used to people pursuing him

at the bar, oikawa took almost a full hour to talk to yn even though he saw her within thirty seconds of arriving

Hinata and Bokuto always disappear together whenever they go out together. It's a problem. the only reason anyone knew where they went was because kiyoko caught them leaving

taglist: 2/50

@loveyislost @vi0let-writes

[naileadevoras]

happy february pookies ! i've been very reminiscent about semi - lengthy applications lately so i've decided to help out any future admins struggling to create fun & unique applications for their groups . under the cut , you'll find a list of things to help enhance a roleplay application + a few sample apps in case anyone needs more inspiration . i hope you all find this masterlist helpful ♡

as always , a like + reblog would be greatly appreciated !

basic info :

full name

nickname / alias

faceclaim

birth date

hometown

pronouns

gender

sexuality

languages they know

occupation

university course / major

3 - 5 aesthetics

astrology sign

+ / - character trait

fun extras :

a celebrity or person they look up to

a rumor , secret , or blind item

book they're currently reading

career claim

character label

character net worth

character superlative

current fast food order

favorite activity / hobby

favorite item they carry around

favorite song / album

favorite quote

follower count

go - to coffee order

instagram , twitter or tiktok username

location your muse frequents at

most frequent place they shop at

most used social media app

one thing you can find in their room

plans after college

restaurant your muse frequents at

room / apartment #

the latest scandal they're in

their biggest fear

type of vehicle they drive

voice claim

# of social media followers

sample apps :

[ faceclaim . pronouns ] did i just see character name pull up in their vehicle ? i heard the age in letters year old just got signed to our reality show . sources say nickname joined the show for sympathy points after rumor , but you didn't hear that from me . fingers crossed the viewers will love them . ( alias & age )

faceclaim ╱ pronouns — welcome to university character name ! the age in letters year old known for being the character superlative ? makes sense since everyone from hometown says you're a + / - trait student . just don't get into too much trouble , nickname ! please grab your personal item and texbooks & head to your first class . oh , and stop blasting song by artist every night , your roommates have been complaining ... [ alias + pronouns ]

BREAKING NEWS ! character name was spotted at most frequent place they shop at for the first time ever since rumor . i heard the age year old gained # of instagram followers after their latest scandal . i wouldn't be surprised since they look just like faceclaim . oh well , i hope they don't get into any more trouble ! ( astrology sign . pronouns )

[annab-nana]

hi! for the sleepover requests: rafe + "i told my friends i'd go on this stupid double date with them." "and that's my business because..?" "..i don't have a date."

oh babe this sounds so good! hope you enjoy it :))))

warnings: not proofread, mentions of drinking, minor swearing

❀ masterlist ❀ - come join the february sleepover ୨♡୧

"here he comes," your friend, sabrina, noted when she spotted the tall blond making his way over. she took the last swig of your drink before taking the empty cup and getting lost in the crowd, leaving you alone in the corner of the college party. you let out a small huff at her quick exit. you were alone, soon to be with rafe when he got over here, and were without any liquid coverage to get you through the encounter.

"hey sweet stuff," rafe drawled, earning the eye roll from you he was looking for.

"what did i tell you about calling me that?" you bit as you crossed your arms over your chest and leaned back against the wall behind you.

he pursed his lips and furrowed his brows, pretending he was off in deep thought, but you knew the organ between his ears wasn't capable of such deliberation. "i don't remember anything about 'sweet stuff'. i do remember you saying words i can't repeat about some other names, though," he said through a smug smirk that you so desperately wanted to slap off his face.

"go ahead and add 'sweet stuff' to that list," you told him firmly. "did you need something? because i'm here to have a good time and last i checked, that's impossible to do with you around."

rafe let out a deep chuckle, his blue eyes shining in the neon lights of a beer sign hanging haphazardly on the frat house wall. "you make it so hard to sweet talk you, you know?" he quipped before continuing into why he came over in the first place. "so you know how tomorrow is valentine's day?"

your stare told him you heard him and knew of tomorrow's festivities.

"well, i told my friends i'd go on this stupid double date with them," rafe spoke with a sigh, his eyes gazing hopefully into yours.

you didn't see why he was telling you this and quite frankly, you didn't care. "and that's my business because..?" you trailed off.

rafe paused before continuing. "..i don't have a date."

you couldn't hold back your laughter. it started as an escaped giggle that grew into a hearty chuckle, a full-on belly laugh at his expense. and if he didn't look so earnest, you would've kept on. but your laughter fizzled out, and you wiped your eyes.

"oh shit, you're serious," you mumbled.

his short nod cemented your words.

"why are you asking me? we aren't exactly besties. it's not a good idea but that's kind of your thing, isn't it? bad ideas," you told him in confusion.

a dry chuckle left rafe's lips. "believe it or not, you know more about me, so you're the best fit."

that part made you feel for him for a second, and that small second of weakness cost you. "why couldn't i have met you at college like everyone else?" you grumbled before nodding and giving in. "fine."

rafe's eyes widened ever so slightly. then that stupid smirk made a reappearance. "dress cute. i'll pick you up at seven. see you later, cupcake," he whispered when he leaned forward into your space before walking away.

"don't call me cupcake!"

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[merrock]

PLAY SOME VOLLEYBALL!

The teams for the volleyball game that will be held on Saturday, August 26th are as follows:

TEAM BARRACUDA

Landon Nor, Benedict Hartman, Joshua Lane, Kenney Warren, Jamie Mariadaga-Evans, Iris Xanthe, Choi Jaesung, Tommy Maddox, Spender Lawrence, Joella Suh, Jason Browning, Jayla Hopkins, Kellan Newman, Elise Quinn, Harley Hua, Rian Rivera, Darrius Powell, Vincent Matthews

TEAM STINGRAY

Izzy Romero, Miranda Hartman, Rafael Bardales, Valentina Diaz, Amina Zaidi, Espie Tamayo, Reyna Delgadillo, Nari Gim, Olivia Hartman, Trey Wright, Corrine Khang, Libby Stewart, Cordelia Browning, Garrick Velour, Chloe Nwokobia, Bryan Lawrence, Emeline Newman

Be at the volleyball net by 3PM EST on Saturday to be sure to get your head in the game! We'll be announcing winners that day, as well!

[royalarchivist]

Bad: [Trying to lasso Pac for a bungee trick] Oh hey, Pac! Hey, what's going on?

Pac: Hi! Oh, I'm doing just great, how about you guys? Richarlyson told me you guys have something to show– [Gasps] Hi Chayanne! Hi Tallulah!

Bad: Pac, can you stand right here?

[Pac gets distracted by Etoiles and accidentally steps on the elevator]

Richarlyson: tio bad, dad pac is the most precious brazilian, be very careful with your doings

Bad: Oh, ok. [Proceeds to ignore Richas' warning] Hey Pac– stand over here for a second.

[hanzajesthanza]

when your friend is writing a fic or analysis it feels like this

[secriden]

#i'm so grateful for this because of how it adds this heart wrenchingly beautiful tenderness to kluen (who is otherwise portrayed as being #cold and aloof) and allows him to show the soft tenderness he feels for dao

oh my god if you enjoy Kluen's soft tenderness towards Dao I can't wait to see how you'll feel about the extras!!!!

Sky in Your Heart is not everyone's cup of tea (in my case, I liked the setting and one of the characters, but not so much the other/them as a couple), but I recommend trying anyway, just to see if it works for you. If it doesn't, here's a list @airenyah made of the KluenDao moments scattered through the episodes, so you can find their scenes more easily.

After that, don't forget to watch the Star & Sky: Special Episode and their Our Skyy episode as well. All these extras are delightful, and I promise you're gonna love them 🥺

:o i'd heard that their Special Episode and their Our Skyy episodes were bad so i hesitating to watch them cuz i didn't want to ruin my KluenDao enjoyment... but now i really want to!

i... sort of see what you mean about SIYH not being everyone's cup of tea. i enjoyed watching Fah as Dao's doting/playful/protective older brother but as half of a main pair i can't help but find him kind of immature...although i'm cognisant of the fact that i've only just started the series and he'll probably grow in the process of the story. but its just weird to me because he's supposed to be a working adult who graduated a while ago, but he has bratty/entitled 2nd year uni student energy for some reason.

aaslkdfsldfj thank you for linking me to the list of timestamps!! that... will certainly speed up the process of me getting to the lovely KluenDao moments. *w*

but already in episode 1 i am basking in Kluen and Dao's dynamic!! its kind of overwhelming to see them so... settled into their relationship.

obsessed with the way Dao looks up with that teasing amused kitten smile on his lips. obsessed with Kluen being this bold in his affection in front of other people (and specifically Fah, because Kluen clearly feels he lived up to his words in ep 8).

oh my gosh i'm just realising how excited i am to see domestic established relationship KluenDao!?!? like!!!!! normally you don't get that cuz the show ends when they get together and you maybe get a small glimpse into it during the special episode but this!?!? a whole series worth of guest-star moments!?!? *O*

[albonium]

wild to me that it takes hours for people in the usa to vote. it's never taken me more than 10 minutes and that's including the inevitable chit chat with the people there because they're either my parents' neighbours or the parents of people i went to school with.

[mokeonn]

I'm playing bg3 again and trying out the honor mode (which as it turns out, might be a bad idea if you never beat the game in general, much less beat it in tactician mode) and I have been confronted with the fact that I absolutely have dnd race favoritism and it absolutely is contributing to my need for many many bg3 saves because I constantly think "hmmm I want to try playing as a deep gnome to see if I get special dialog with Barcus Wroot, the Iron hands, and the underdark" before picking Drow for the 4th time.

[mountmortar]

i know this is my pokémon blog but i gotta say it. if you use windows i'm so fucking sorry i don't know how you guys deal with it

[emmenai-kalliston]

no rizz just constantly "jokingly" tell him how fucking hot he is