#one of the houses next to me is an rp bakery too!

[fieryvoid-scout]

I was one of the lucky few, I am completely broke and I'm not even close to being done decorating, but I absolutely adore this place.

[tabzanite]

yo so I wrote down alot of what happened on Nikis stream ("Hes back") and quoted alot of what she said because it was a short stream so like yeah. Yrp. Please forgive grammar mistakes, feel free to correct me if I get something huge wrong, its fairly accurate, and its all /rp. Enjoy :D

The stream is in black and white and starts in her city, cutting to about a minute in I believe to her dialogue.

"Who are you gonna manipulate? Its not gonna be me this time. Its not gonna be me this time! Whos he gonna manipulate next- (c!)Tommy? (c!)Tubbo? (c!)Jack? nononononono, (c!)Jack is way too smart to fall for this crap. His lies! He never checks up on me- the fact I thought he cared about me, never checks up on me... He changed, he changed, he's a better man- why would he change!

He doesnt change, he just learns how to manipulate people more and more. He never changes, or cares. He never cares. Why would (c!)Dream revive him? Why would (c!)Dream revive him? (c!)Dream was his enemy. We fought against (c!)Dream, all of it! I guess in the end he was pretty fond of him. Two maniacs. Leading countries, leading places and people, forgetting the people they cared about for power. Just for power.

This is what you did for power! You sold your soul for power .And now youre back. And the world revolves around (c!)Wilbur again. You get a place, you get a bed, in the only place I care about, in the only place I could heal! You have to be there again, of course you have to be there again, you always do that. You always do that! I dont understand- what are you planning?

Today was suppose to be a good day, today was suppose to be (c and cc but is canonic)Technos birthday, and I cant blame it on him, he didnt know- I always do that! I blame your mistakes on other people! and you betrayal! And you hurting me and other people, and look where it got me. It got me no where. It got me no where. I havnt even finished my city, I cant even sleep, I thought I got better. I Thought I stopped starving myself, I thought I stopped throwing myself off my building, to regenerate health, to heal of course!

...I cant sleep...

Where is it- where is it- Where is it ...I cant remember... "

c!Niki finds c!Wilburs diamonds that he had given her months ago, finds them and starts mumbling about how no one even bothered to tell her, how no one cares, and why should she care.

"You were a ghost. Your body I saw your dead body. I saw the tnt. And I trusted you so much. And I trusted you so much, and I didnt tell anyone. I covered it up and I put stone on top of it so people wouldnt see the tnt. And you still blew it up. Because you never cared about us. You never cared about L'manburg and you never cared about the people living in L'manburg.

All you cared about was yourself. Because thats what you do. You care about yourself. And you hurt people around you, but these people still trust you, and I dont understand why these people trust you. Cuz you were a ghost. And you never even asked for me. You just forgot about me. I was alone. For so long. I was alone- for months, and months, on end because you never even cared about checking up on me.

This was your first gift to me, these three diamonds I thought them as a gift. I thought they meant something, I really did. Now theyre just a memory. And I choose- and I choose that you are also a memory. You cant hurt me anymore, you cant promise me anything anymore, you cant hurt me anymore."

She put the diamonds in a chest somewhere in the walls.

Shes walking through the nether, verbally panically pondering why Dream would revive c!Wilbur.

"I want to see him. I want to see the last place I saw you dead and alive. I want to see the house we once built. The home where our friends lived, everything you abandoned. because you had to be in power. Because you had to destroy it. I want to see the pain they had to go through. The things you promised me, and never kept.

Because you told me when Schlatt got elected and I had to run- I got taxed, I got taxed so much I couldnt uphold my bakery, you would get me out of there. So I waited. I waited for weeks. And I waited for months. And the next Time I saw you you were not you anymore."

she goes around talking about what he'd love to see, what he couldnt see, and points out L'mantree and how it was standing. She talks about how c!Wilbur cant say he fought the most because everyone fought and how c!Wilbur betrayed them. She specifically says how he never got what he deserved and how he deserved more.

"And I coudlnt save anyone. Its all Ive ever wanted..." She points out how she was naieve about her city, and how she thought Wilbur could be rescued and happy. and she talked about how he'll never be happy because all he wants is something he cant have. He has all he wants and theres nothing left for him to fight for when you have all you want.

She talks about how she wants to see him and wants to know why he did this, why he never came back to her. She then walks along the prime path, looking at everything silently with light music on, turning it up later. She goes back to the nether portal she came from to go back to the nether, back home, stream ends.

[kpoprp-multi]

the plot/au list

The following list of Genres shows you what kind of things I rp usually:

✔️= What I can do with you as an rp

❌= What I’m uncomfortable to rp as

➖= I would like to test it out on rare occasions

Credit: @thisisnoteuropeanstyle and the other writing prompt people I’ve copied and pasted from… thanks for that and the fact that it’s made publicly available for everyone to see, you’re the best!

(1)Al Invasion AU [❌]

(2)Al Human AU [ ➖ ]

(3)Alp/Beta/Omega AU [✔️]

(4)Andro AU [➖]

(5)Angel/Demon AU [✔️]

(6)Arranged Marriage AU [ ➖ ]

(7)Baby AU [ ❌ ]

(8)Bakery AU [✔️]

(9)Badboy(girl) meets Social awkward girl(boy) with a roasting problem AU[❌]

(10)Bookstore AU [✔️]

(11)Business AU [✔️]

(12)Coffee Shop AU [✔️]

(13)Crime AU [✔️]

(14)Darkside AU [✔️]

(15)Desert island AU [ ➖ ]

(16)Dystopian AU [✔️]

(17)Fairy Tail AU[✔️]

(18)Fantasy AU [✔️]

(19)Flower Shop AU [✔️]

(20)Genderswap AU [✔️]

(21)Hanahaki Disease AU [➖]

(22)Harem AU – Or Reverse Harem AU [❌]

(23)Haunted House AU [✔️]

(24)High School/College AU [hs ❌ /cl ✔️]

(25)Hogwarts AU [✔️]

(26)Hospital AU [➖]

(27)Hooker AU [➖]

(28)Hunger Games AU [ ➖ ]

(29) Hybrid AU[✔️]

(30)Ice Cream Shop AU [✔️]

(31)Law Enforcement/Military AU [❌]

(32)Mafia AU [✔️]

(33)Magic AU [✔️]

(34)Marriage Law AU [✔️]

(35)Master/Slave AU (Only if you’re over 18+) [➖]

(36)Merpeople AU/ Undersea AU[ ➖ ]

(37)Percy Jackson AU[✔️]

(38)The Red String/Soulmate AU [✔️]

(39)Anime AU [ ➖ ]

(40)Walking with my significant other and you but accidentally grabbed the wrong hand AU [✔️]

(41)Platonic living together AU[✔️]

(42)I hit you with my car and was the only one to visit you in the hospital AU[✔️]

(43)We met each other on a Sunday morning, both doing our walk of shame AU[✔️]

(44)My new dealer has friended me on Facebook and I’m unsure of how to react to that AU[✔️]

(45)A hopeless romantic and a horny beast are set up on a blind date AU[✔️]

(46)Painter/Writer au[✔️]

(47)Fake Dating AU[✔️]

(48)We hate each other but we both have a mutual friend so we have to put up with each other AU[✔️]

(49)Don’t tell anyone you saw me crying AU[✔️]

(50)You’ve been sleeping at mine because your house is being renovated and we aren’t even dating, yet every time you wake up to the baby crying and sigh, “I’ll go” I feel like we might as well be married for real AU[ ➖ ]

(51)We are the only two parents who agreed to attend the school trip (bonus: “So I guess we share this hotel room?”)[ ➖ ]

(52)Single parents AU[❌]

(53)We’re at a concert and I can’t see a thing let me sit on your shoulders, maybe? AU[❌]

(54)You’re afraid that you’ll lose me in big crowds so you always hold my hand but now you just hold my hand when there’s only, like, five people around and I’m getting very suspicious AU[✔️]

(55)So I know we haven’t talked in like, two years, and that things ended pretty badly between us but WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU MEAN you’re engaged to be married AU[✔️]

(56)Look, I know we agreed to be friends and everything but that’s what everyone says when they break up. I can’t take you asking me for advice on how to ask out the new person you’re interested in, okay? it’s killing me AU[✔️]

(57)It´s my [insert family relation here]´s wedding and seeing all these happy couples is killing me and all I can think about is how this was almost us AU[ ➖ ]

(58)My current partner is a huge asshole and I need a reason to break up with them so will you pretend to be my possessive and violent ex AU[ ➖ ]

(59)One Night Stand before the first of your new job and oops that was your new boss you were sleeping with AU[ ➖ ]

(60)Pen pals who vent at each other every week AU[❌]

(61)Oops friend looks like the only place to sleep in this house is this small, twin-sized bed, guess we’ll have to share AU[✔️]

(62)We sat next to each other during a really sad film and now we’re sharing tissues silently whilst we cry at the cinema AU[❌]

(63)We take a dance class together and our next routine calls for partnerwork, and we got put togeth-STop standing on my foot! AU[✔️]

(64)We’re literally the only two kids who ride this school bus maybe we should carpool or make out or something AU[✔️]

(65)Date auction for charity AU[❌]

(66)Strangers who end up on the kiss cam at a sporting event AU[❌]

(67)Bored single parents at a [Insert band] concert” AU[❌]

(68)Parents signed them up for the same shitty art program AU[❌]

(69)Look I’m glad you have a healthy sex life and all but will you please try not to pierce a whole through my ceiling with your bed, thanks. AU[✔️]

(70)My cat and your dog are totally in love, and I think it’s so cute until I realise that it’s your pet, because we kind of hate each other AU[✔️]

(71)Your mail keeps coming to my address which is really weird since they’re nothing alike, but it turns out our mutual friend who wants to set us up keeps switching the mail on purpose AU[✔️]

(72)I’m a waiter/waitress and you always sit in my section. I really like you and i thought you liked me back until you walked in here with a date, WHOOPS would you look at that I keep spilling stuff on them AU[✔️]

(73)That one asshole costumer that always comes in 5 minutes before the store is about to close AU[ ❌ ]

(74)We’re sitting next to each other on this plane and and I was eating gummies, but I left all the yellow and orange ones cause they’re absolute shit and now you’re asking if you can have them AU[✔️]

(75)My significant other just broke up with me and I impulse bought like 5 pizzas and a 3 floor cake. Can you help me eat them and make me feel less like shit? AU[✔️]

(76)We both got dragged to this concert for this shitty band by our significant others and we met in the crowd and spend the entire gig talking about better music and making fun of the shitty band AU[✔️]

(77)We’re both at this restaurant to meet blind dates, but we meet each other thinking that the other person is the blind date we were supposed to be meeting AU[✔️]

(78)You’re famous and I was hired by your management to date you for public appearances, but now I’m kinda into you cause you’re actually a really cool person, but you don’t give a shit about me AU[ ✔️ ]

(79)You’ve locked yourself outside of your apartment and there’s a storm rolling in and I pity you so I’ll let you into mine AU[✔️]

(80)Your grandma is really forward even though I swear we’re just friends AU[❌]

(81)I got the fake number from your friend and started texting you, thinking it was them but you’re too sweet to me that you continue on with this lie just to make me happy[✔️]

Note: You can use up to 4 AUs in our private chat, nothing more and as long as they fit in well together.

AU= Alternative Universe

This is for you guys who sometimes don’t know what you wanna do for a rp! 💖

[miiilowo]

I. Im very curious about the pink haired enderman oc 👉👈 where are they from?? What do they doo?? This is a ramble as much as you want to ask :D

RUBBING MY LITTLE GREMLIN HANDS TOGETHER (also sorry about the late answer, my internet went out as i was writing this)

he’s for an smp im on! :D we decided that we wanted to do rp stuff for fun (hasnt really happened but some characters exist) and i decided to make an enderman character because i just. love them so much

the idea is that one of the smp members went to the end and made an enderman grinder. for whatever reason (havent figured out what the reason is yet) she decided that my funky little guy was special and decided to keep him. kind of like adopting them.

Afterward she made him king of the end because shes a human who thinks she has power over just about everything. for that reason i spent like 3 days building a castle on the server.  He does not take his role as a king seriously whatsoever, and never goes to the end. Why, you may be asking?

When you kill the ender dragon you get the achievement ‘free the end’, which doesnt Sound Like Endermen Had A Fun Time, so im just going to assume he has very bad memories associated with that place

since you mentioned it, his hair is not Actually pink, in fact, he’s bald, but he likes color a lot and so he made a wig (plus he wants to fit in with his mom and other people more) ((also my hair is just pink and he’s an adaptation of another persona i have but we can ignore that)). colors and flowers and stuff are something he enjoys because its a nice difference in comparison to the end which is mostly just . beige and black and purple sometimes 

He’s relatively good at english, and really loves writing and stories and books!!! i have a groovy lil library in my castle and a notebook/journal i track events of the smp in. im THIS CLOSE to copying the personal poems ive done into a bunch of books and selling them on the server for shits and giggles

My castle is one of the cooler builds on the server so new members stop by and stay there for a while before they head off on their own. so, i decided to turn that into him really wanting people to hang around, but they keep leaving and he gets kinda sad about that. id hate living in a big fucky castle and then peepo just stop by then exit after like 4 days. as a result he now has one crazed little clown friend who he is overly attached to despite her probably not being good for his mental health. theyre. working on that. though. i think. that character belongs to my friend loserchips, aka my best friend and the gal who drew my icon, which is also the enderboy!!!!!!

he has a big pile of gems in his throne room that he is absolutely Not willing to share because ive decided he loves shiny things. He also does have some enderman behavior that ive incorporated into how i play:

- cant go in water unless wearing full armor

- cant be in rain without a hat on at LEAST

- afraid of eye contact/doesnt look people in the eye

- climbs on shit and up the vines all over the castle. this scares people occasionally because hes already tall

- he isnt very good at teleporting and when he does he kind of zaps all over the place. due to chorus fruit i have ended up in countless ravines, creeper holes, roofs, tunnels, and houses against my will. it only worked out ONCE, where i was in a friends bakery, and she said to come upstairs. i ate a chorus fruit absentmindedly and teleported right in front of her. im counting this as him getting better at it

- i also am located in a savannah thats right next to a desert because it never rains there and he likes dry places for obvious reasons

- this was mildly inspired by endermen behavior. hes incredibly docile and friendly, but when he’s pushed a little too far he fucking snaps. the best example of this happening on the smp so far was when someone he was planning to live with forever left the castle, took some of his shit, then proceeded to fuck with him by showing him multiple double chests full of ender pearls. i then set fire to his house. (this character was also just genuinely scary and threatened him and killed him multiple times so i think that counts too. i now have his armor set)

theres a grave in my yard thats just a chest full of ender pearls people have given me because they think itd be funny. i am the main character i do not care

i put a little bit of Me into him, which means he loves to collect a bunch of items. anything he finds even a little cool he keeps. i have so many chests and theyre all so cluttered god help me

once bundles are added im absolutely going to have him carry around a sack of flowers that he gives to people

He has a really pretty royal outfit, and just casually wears it around the castle because he thinks he looks good in it

Also! he has three ‘sons’ which are just endermen i captured and put in boats. two of them i got before i had the enderman character idea. their names are ranboo and ran2. i think that is kind of funny

the third one is named hubert. hes bad at his job of guarding the villager cages

im very tempted to get him an enderman husband that sits in the bedroom or throne room. how the FUCK will i get him up there? i genuinely have no idea, but i know i wanna do it really bad

and some just. random stuff about him. ive been searching for a zombified hoglin named benjamin that i was introduced to on the first day of the server. I Know he exists. Hes in a sewer pipe behind spawn. im one of the few people who knows about his existence, and for the love of all that is holy i CANNOT FIND THE FUCKING HOGLIN and its driving me insane. if we translate this to my character, the only time hes left his castle in like a month is to find a hostile pig creature nobody knows exists and hes been rambling about it searching a swamp for days on end

also if he were living in this world and time, he’d listen to hyperpop and be put into a fucking trance by it because its just So Much on his little enderman brain. so much. i dont like hyperpop really but he Absolutely would

also!!!!!!!!!!! hes very good at knitting! very good! at knitting! the castle was super dull and gray so he decided to spice it up one day and now theres plants and flowers everywhere-alongside a giant carpet of his face. yes this actually exists. i have a rug of my skins face on the floor of one of my rooms. in this room is a bunch of wool and sewing stuff. i like to think he makes his own clothes.

something i forgot to mention is that hes somewhat wary of people, and doesnt like to kill mobs. The clown character i mentioned is a human, but she kind of died and came back to life (totems of undying you know) and as a result he likes her more because in a sense she is somewhat undead. just a cool little character bit i thought was neat :]

i feel like he wants to play an instrument but he cant because his hands are too clunky and big and long

but! anyway, thank you for letting me ramble about my beloved son!!!!!! im thinking of naming him finn, but i might just keep it as milo for simplicities sake. since thats my name. also i thought i should tell you that i had you in mind when i made the ‘if yall wanna talk to me’ post. very poggers

endermen are friend shaped and so is he i promise <3

[meganeobsession]

Counting Down

So just a small intro...after re-reading/watching TRC I had the desperate urge to roleplay Fai again, but apparently tumblr rp is...basically nonexistent now? Refusing to give up the Fai muse, I've decided to select some writing prompts and try a few little one shot KuroFai stories from Fai's perspective. It's my first time writing something in about 5 years, and probably closer to 15 years since I've writing something for Fai, so forgive me. I have hope that I'll improve again over time ahahah >.<

Prompt #1 - Calendar

5 more days...

...he thinks to himself, eyeing the calendar hanging on the wall of the kitchen as he waits for the kettle to let loose its piercing whistle and break the current silence.

The others rest in the cozy living room just on the other side of the wooden, butler door, in the small house they’ve come to stay in for their duration in this country. Well, except for Mokona, who offered to help, but has mostly been helping themself to the tray of sweet cakes on the counter that they bought from the local bakery.

It had only been a few days since they arrived in this country, however it wasn’t until Fai saw the calendar that he realized almost another year had passed since that time. Now, he only had 5 days to figure out how to put his plan into action.

A sly smile crept over the mage’s lips as he slinked over to the wall and a single, delicate finger began tapping each individual day on the glossy calendar page. First one page, then the next; each tap slow but deliberate.

“28...is it?” he whispers, a soft chuckle escaping his lips. He counted it again, just for good measure.

28 days of subtle, and maybe some not so subtle, reminders; of over the top requests, and impossible wishes. 28 days of never letting Kurogane forget about it, even for a moment; watching the way his eyebrows would surely knit together in agitation moments before he completely blew up. Fai knew the grumbly ninja would vehemently refuse for 28 long days, but in the end he’d give in and the whole act would have been for nothing.

Fai knew the ‘how’ wouldn’t be the challenging part since Kurogane always ate everything he made, even if he complained about it afterward. It’s the “what” that would be tricky. He couldn’t allow Kurogane to catch on until after it was too late. In fact, it would be even more fulfilling if he never put the pieces together at all, and Fai was left to break the news to him.

Fai may not have understood the history or reasoning behind all of it truthfully, but he knew the rules. Afterall, Yuuko had made them very clear:

Return gifts should be double.

If it is late, it’s triple.

“Fai…?”

It isn’t the screeching whistle from the kettle that brings Fai back to the present moment, but instead it’s Mokona’s inquisitive tone. Fai whirls around, a warm smile masking his face. He crosses the kitchen and fetches the kettle from the stove, pouring a cup for each of their companions.

“Shall we?” he invites with a smile as he picks up the tray, allowing Mokona to hop up on his shoulder. He turns and pushes against the butler door with his back, swinging it open.

He pauses one last moment, allowing his eyes to linger on the dates:

5 more days until Valentine’s Day, then 28 until White Day.

[twoblueheartslocked]

Mini Para: August Flashback(s)

Rating: PG-13?

Pairing: Seblaine.

Sebastian: @colorsicantsee

Blaine: @twoblueheartslocked

Time: Four and a Half years before the events of ( Hold On To The Memories, They Will Hold On To You ) Start of August before Blaine’s Senior Year and Sebastian’s Junior Year. Blaine (almost 17) Seb(16 as of this Para).

Location: Westerville, OH- Sebastian’s house.

Info: A look into the month of August and the progression of Sebastian and Blaine’s relationship. Sebastian celebrates his 16th birthday with Blaine on August 27.

Warnings: Kissing teens and cussing.

Extra Warnings: (This RP is not Kurt Hummel friendly. You’ve all been warned.)

Notes: Some canon events remain in place while others have been changed. Some things may even be out of order. You can consider this sort of canon divergent AU. A few changes are that Blaine’s parents are different from the show (His mother is Filipina), he didn’t cheat on Kurt or date Dave and Sebastian is younger than Blaine. Feel free to send a message if you have any questions!

Blaine’s POV:

The month of August had been a bit of a whirlwind for Blaine; Sam had come back from his trip so he’d spend a few comic book and video game filled evenings with his best friend. Sam had been a little floored when Blaine had told him about him and Kurt. But, when Blaine mentioned all of the problems they’d be having; the fighting, the way Blaine spent almost all of his time insecure when it came to Kurt, how he always felt like he needed to dull his shine around him- Sam actually surprised him by saying that Blaine should have done this a few months ago. Much to Blaine’s surprise also was how Sam was not surprised at all that he’d been hanging around with Sebastian for weeks. He’d rolled his eyes and simply said the word duh, like it was the most obvious thing in the world. Blaine had spent the rest of the night wondering if maybe, just maybe his feelings for Sebastian had possibly influenced his final decision in breaking things off with Kurt before they got too bad. He wondered if it made him a bad person because he knew now that it was so much more than just friends that he felt when it came to the tall, green eyed boy that had been taking up occupancy in his mind the last couple of months. He tried to ignore it when his brain yelled at him that Sebastian had, in some way, been there since they met, almost a whole year ago…

They’d spent almost every single free day they’d had together. Diners with shakes, and the county fair where Blaine had bought them terrible fair food and eaten too much cotton candy and Sebastian had charmed his way into a golden teddy bear to make him feel better. Blaine had dubbed the bear August as a reminder of their day. It was still sitting on his bed. They’d taken long night time drives and had gone to see a few blockbuster movies where Sebastian had gotten them giant buckets of popcorn slathered in butter and salt and sticky, sweet sodas. Blaine couldn't remember the last time he’d had so much carefree fun and every night he went home smiling and wondering what would come next.

And last weekend, Blaine had driven the two of them to the city- Columbus had one of those preserved old Movie Theatres' that looked like it had been frozen in the 1950’s. It was the kind of place that still tore your paper ticket and only showed movies that were before 1995 and only on 35mm film. The kind that still had a red velvet curtain, and ushers and they even made you watch a little cartoon before they showed the feature and good god, Blaine thought it was absolutely perfect. The film was Jaws this time, the theme being A Summertime Nightmare and they even sold little sugar cookies in the shapes of sharks with a painted on leg and shiny red icing for blood. Blaine bought them two. Sebastian wasn’t a big fan of horror films but once Blaine had playfully promised to fight the big bad monster off for him he seemed to calm down a little. Even if it was just because he was laughing at the thought.

Sebastian had been doing well until the ominous music started up and then he caught the first sight of the massive creature and Seb jumped so hard he almost tipped their popcorn, his body automatically curling towards Blaine’s as if he really could protect him. Blaine’s response had been to smile, chuckle softly and reach out for his companions hand, his fingers sliding easily between Seb’s. Seb had squeezed his hand back, face unreadable in the dim light of the old film light. But, he didn’t pull away and his grip told Blaine that he wanted to do it just as much as he did.  And it was so natural you’d think they’d done this so many times. That they’d been a couple for years. Blaine had spent so damn long fighting this feeling, the -what are we- over and over that he just didn’t have it in him anymore. It was like the harder he fought against his feelings for Seb, the stronger the magnetic pull towards Sebastian grew.

And so the hand holding became a regular thing over the last seven days, so much that Blaine’s stomach flipped each time he thought about getting to do it.  And it was almost laughable to him because Blaine wasn’t some green boy anymore. He’d been sexually active with Kurt over the last year,(He tried not to think about how insecure those moments left him, too.) but for some reason those times with Kurt didn’t seem to hold a candle to moments where he was just holding Sebastian Smythe’s fucking hand. And so every time they sat in a diner or took a drive under the stars to some park just to talk and walk or swing, he would find himself reaching for Sebastian’s hand and sometimes Seb reached for his. Blaine was in his feelings and he wasn’t sure what it meant, all he knew was that he’d fight the moon just to see Sebastian smile the way he did when their fingers were linked together.

                                                            ...

Blaine bit his bottom lip, pulling himself from the memories of the past month and tried to concentrate on getting the six of the big 1-6 he was writing on the very pink cake in leafy green icing. It was Sebastian’s sixteenth birthday today and Blaine got to spend it with him. He’d baked a homemade round strawberry cake, complete with fresh strawberries adorning the sides. Even the icing was homemade and Blaine was rather proud of himself as he stepped back to look at his handy work.

“Almost like it came from a bakery, Blaine.” His head turned to the entrance to the kitchen where his mom stood, cute and compact with an empty mug of tea to return to the kitchen. She made her way in, setting the mug in the sink before making her way over to Blaine. Her dark lashes framing her inquiring gold eyes. She turned him and put her hand on his shoulders, tilting his chin down just a bit so she could see him. “Is Sebastian your new boyfriend, sweetheart?” Blaine blushed hard and bit his bottom lip. Icing from the cake still clinging to his fingers as he let his mom hold onto him. Blaine gave a shrug, unable to answer and afraid to know the answer himself. Imelda had just smiled, soft and knowingly before lifting her shorter body to kiss Blaine gently on the forehead. “Well, whatever he is to you your smile is radiant when he’s here.” She laughed a little. “And so is his. So, if you’re worried that he might not want to be with you, I don’t think it’s necessary.” Blaine bit his bottom lip. His emotions swelling in him as he spoke honestly to her and, for the first time out loud.. himself.

“I like him so much, mom. It’s crazy. I didn’t really realize, I mean, I truly didn’t know it until now, but I think I have for a long time. Does that make me a bad person? Because of Kurt...” She shushed him and shook her head before pulling him into a tight hug. “You can’t help how you feel, and now you’re free to feel the things you do, honey.” She pulled back enough to look at him again, her honey eyes, the ones he’d inherited, smiling. “Any boy that makes you smile like that is a keeper, Blaine. Don’t let him get away.” and then she stole a few leftover strawberries and was gone out the door before he could say anything else. He wondered if other people were seeing what his mom had seen. He still didn’t know what they were, but he hoped it was more than just friends.

He packed up the cake into a plastic cake container and made sure he had all the ingredients of the pizza he was going to make for Sebastian. Extra onions and extra bacon, sauce, cheese, crust… Yeah, he had it. He hadn’t gotten Seb a gift because he wasn’t sure if that would be inappropriate or or too much or what. But now as he looked at his spread he thought maybe it was too much anyway and old insecurities about doing too much or being too over the top started to trickle in. He made himself shrug it off.  Sebastian had never made him feel like that, he had no reason to think he would now. He took the dark blue cake box and loaded it into his green SUV along with the pizza stuff. He felt under dressed, his curls loose for once and his feet in flip flops. He was wearing red swim trunks with little navy sailboats on them and a bright yellow tank top. Sebastian had insisted he wear something that he could swim in.

He placed the little card he’d gotten on top of the cake box, smiling to himself because he’d picked it out precisely as a joke. On the outside was a sly fox with a bored but slightly smiling face and a bouncing bunny rabbit in a bow tie looking overly excited. The inside was blank but Blaine had written a note along with the date.

Happy Birthday, Seb,

There’s no one else I’d rather annoy with stories or waste my nights away with.

Yours,

❤ B.

It was dumb and cute and Blaine hoped it made Seb smile. 

It wasn’t long before he was knocking on Sebastian's massive door, his arms full of surprises.

Sebastian’s POV:

Sebastian had begged his mom, Sabine to leave for the next evening. Blaine was going to come over with a birthday surprise for him and had hinted that he’d need the kitchen. The last thing he wanted was his mother or some random member of her staff hanging around the kitchen. 

“Mom. Please. Please, please, please.” He was practically on his knees. Sebastian felt like he didn’t ask for much but didn’t all teenagers think that? “Please let us have the kitchen to ourselves. We’ll clean it up and everything. I swear.” His hands were clasped in front of him as if in silent prayer. “And we can celebrate my birthday later in the week.” 

“Sebastian,” Sabine looked up from her book, his name in her french accent, her green eyes peaked over her black framed cat eye glasses. “You can use the kitchen.” She sighed and closed her book, her eyes focused his, a matching pair of hers.  “Are you and Blaine dating?”

“Mom…” He huffed and pinched the bridge of his nose, he could feel his cheeks slightly redden and Sabine laughed.

“Just clean up your messes.”

He promised he wouldn’t leave a mess and that they would have dinner together later in the week to celebrate. Seb  got out the room as fast as he could. Sebastian didn’t know what he and Blaine were but he knew he was having the best summer of his life. He had never realized such simple things could make him so happy. Bribing carnies for teddy bears, too much cotton candy, fresh popcorn, holding hands at classic movies, in the car, on walks, on swing sets. Sebastian couldn’t wait for Blaine to come over on his birthday.

The next day was spent obsessively checking the time and trying on different swim trunk/tee shirt/ tank top combos to see what looked best. Sebastian settled on a dark green tee shirt and navy blue swim trunks. He could make a scene out of taking the tee shirt off before they swam and the swim trunks were a little short but showed off his legs. Sebastian hoped Blaine would notice.

Finally, the doorbell rang and Sebastian raced to answer the door before the maid did. Blaine had the code to the gated community already and had seen the various members that worked around his home but he wanted things to go smoothly and as nonchalant as possible (though there were butterflies and elephants and any other cliche you could think of in his stomach)

“Hey, B.” He opened the door and stepped back so the other boy could walk inside the house with his various materials. “All this for me?” Sebastian led Blaine to the kitchen and watched as he set out the ingredients for pizza and opened the cake box. The cake looked almost professional and Sebastian had never had a friend bring him a cake before. Sure, the cook had baked him birthday cakes and his mother had ordered him cakes with various characters on them when he was younger but this was different. He could tell a lot of hard work went into it and Sebastian thought to himself that he had never had anybody outside of his home do something so thoughtful. “You even got my favorite pizza toppings. This is so awesome.”

“You made this all by yourself?” Sebastian admired the green writing and the expertly placed fruit. He already knew it would taste perfect because Blaine had made it and he was just so naturally talented at everything he did.

Seb picked a strawberry off of the side of the red cake and popped it into his mouth as he read the card. He rolled his eyes playfully at the cartoon animals. “Thanks,killer. I’ll cherish this piece of paper forever.” But it had said yours and he wondered if Blaine had meant to do that. Yours. That could mean so many things. Sebastian smiled to himself and set the card on the windowsill above the sink so that he wouldn’t lose it. His.

Blaine’s POV:

Blaine suddenly felt extremely self conscious as he waited for Sebastian to answer his door. He wished he’d worn real clothing and just changed into his trunks when it was time to swim. Plus he was freaking gelless and now he was regretting it. He felt exposed with his curls loose god why didn’t he gel? He hadn’t let anyone see him this way for a moment. When Kurt had seen them he’d covered his mouth and pretended they were fine, and he’d been called an assortment of names by his friends. He could still hear Brittney's Broccoli comment and it made him cringe inside. But, over the last few months, Blaine had figured out how to keep the frizziness at bay with a new product and he figured tonight, what with the pool and all, would be a good night to try it out. But now, he was wondering if maybe tonight wasn’t the best night to test it out. It was too late now. Seb was opening the door looking just as gorgeous as ever in blue trunks that showed off so much leg Blaine was struggling not to stare at the light ripple of muscle as Seb led them to the massive kitchen.

His nervousness slowly ebbed away as Sebastian seemed truly impressed with his spread. He fought a smile and tried his hardest not to blush to his toes at the compliments Sebastian was dishing out. He was always pretty vocal about his appreciation for things he liked, but every single time they were directed at him, they made Blaine feel out of sorts and his tummy did little flips.

“Yeah, I made it. I like to cook and stuff and you like strawberry so figured why not? I hope you like it.” Again, he tried to fight his blush as he watched Sebastian pop the red fruit past his full bottom lip. Only Sebastian could make something as simple as that seem so attractive without even trying and Blaine was again regretting the damn short. He cleared his throat, thankful that if Sebastian noticed his crazy blushing he at least wasn’t saying anything. He watched nervously as he opened the birthday card, worrying his bottom lip and wondering if it was too cheesy. But, Seb’s smile and his words relaxed him and he wondered if he’d really keep it forever.

“So, I’ve already made the dough, it has to sit for a couple of hours, but you can help me roll it out, and I’ve cooked the bacon and cut the onions up, so all we have to do is sauce it, cheese it and top it.” He laughed, happy that Sebastian seemed so happy with his gifts. “I was going to go pick a pizza up from Borgata’s, but we get food out all the time and I thought it would be fun if we made one together. Besides, you can put as many onions and as much bacon on it as you’d like. I won’t complain one bit. However,” He reached out and playful swatted Sebastian’s hand away from the cake before covering it back up. “No cake until we’ve cleaned up the whole mess, got it?” He teased sliding the cake just out of his reach.

As it turned out, Sebastian was actually pretty terrible in the kitchen. Blaine ended up doing most of it himself while Sebastian stole pieces of bacon and cheese and traced his fingers through the flour before gently dragging his fingers over Blaine’s nose and down his cheek, laughing as he did so. He was lucky he got the pie baked in one piece. It was funny and sweet and Blaine felt like he was in a ridiculous rom-com for a little bit and he was already dreading having to leave for the night. They had cleaned up their mess while the pizza was cooling and then they’d gotten plates and brought fresh lemonade from Seb’s refrigerator, their slices of pizza and the cake box out onto the pool deck with them. The sun was setting and the moon was so full they didn’t need the deck lightly to see. Blaine had taken his flip flops off, feeling more relaxed and happy than he had in a long time.

“So, what’s the verdict, Birthday Boy?”

Sebastian’s POV:

Blaine’s eyes were wide and his hair was loose (a rare sight, Sebastian loved to see his curls) and he looked like he was sitting on the edge of his deck chair as he waited for an answer. Even in the moonlight Blaine looked beautiful and maybe even more so than normal. Sebastian thought to himself that he should tell him he looked amazing with his curly hair and sunkissed skin and swimming trunks but for once in his life (for some reason) he didn’t say anything and focused on his slice of cake. Sebastian smiled to himself and cut into the soft cake with his fork and took a big bite. He sighed and rolled his eyes (not in his usual surly way but in a ‘ugh this tastes so fucking good’ way) Seb took another bite and all but danced in his deck chair. “This is the best cake I’ve ever had.” He scooped up a forkful of frosting and popped it into his mouth. “And I’m not even saying that to get in your pants.” Sebastian laughed and popped more of the pink cake into his mouth.

The pizza was perfect, too and Sebastian gave Blaine so many compliments on his cooking that he was blushing. Blaine’s flushed cheeks were one of Sebastian’s favorite things about the other boy and he always pointed it out when he could. “You’re so cute when you blush.” They finished their meal and relaxed for a little bit before Sebastian stood up and removed his tee shirt. He threw it at Blaine and winked before jumping into the cold water of the pool. Sebastian hated the cold and the only way to get over it was to get in fast and force your body to numb itself to the feeling.

He floated on his back and stared up at the night sky. The stars were bright and there were fireflies lazily floating around in the Ohio summer air. Sebastian loved summer in Ohio. Nothing could beat the thick heat, cold  lemonade in sweaty glasses, fireworks, the scent of fresh cut grass, chlorine and hot pavement. Now he had Blaine in the summer. His favorite guy and his favorite season. Sebastian thought that this was probably the best summer of his life. He didn’t have to sneak into Scandal’s every night to have a good time and the other boy had shown him that. He was content driving around while Blaine sang him his favorite One Direction songs, Blaine’s smile seemed made just for him in those moments and Sebastian thought that he would probably do anything to keep that smile around.

“Come on, B. The water… well, it’s kinda cold but you’ll get used to it.”

Blaine’s POV:

Blaine did his best to cover up the blush and the smile that slowly spread out over his face. He was smiling so hard and so big that his face ached with the joy of the feeling and he couldn’t remember the last time he felt so good. Sure, he’d had good moments with Kurt, he had loved him… but lately all he could remember were the fights and how every good thing about his past relationship seemed to have been marred by some pettiness or disagreement about something Blaine hadn’t done right or well enough or something Blaine had done too well. And of course Blaine wasn’t perfect but Kurt never could seem to let him forget that and… and, not for the first time, he wondered if he should have ended things with Kurt before he mostly only reflected negatively and further if he should have given Sebastian a chance sooner.  He felt the connection between the two of them so strongly, he wondered how he was ever able to ignore it before.

“You don’t have to say that.” He was sure that Sebastian had had better cakes, and probably better birthdays, but he was smiling at him like he hung the moon and the way he savored each bite made Blaine feel a thousand times appreciated and he found it easy to accept the probable fib. And again his face was heated and surely red as Sebastian for the fiftieth time told him he was cute while blushing as if Blaine controlled that. It made him laugh anyway and he found that he didn’t mind.

He watched Sebastian, bold in his confidence, pulled his shirt off and threw it at him. Blaine breath hitched as he let himself really look at him for a moment, appreciating his lithe, lightly muscled form displayed in front of him before Sebastian gracefully jumped into the pool. The pool light below lighting him up and warping his body for a moment before he came back up. Blaine stood up, his fingers hesitating on the hem of his tank top, suddenly incredibly apprehensive to take it off in front of Sebastian. What if Kurt was right and his sweets addiction had caught up to him? Was he hairier than most boys his age or was his stomach not as flat as it should be? He tried his hardest to shake off his fears, Sebastian's beckoning and playfulness winning over in the end. Biting his lip he pulled the garment up and over his head, musing his curls as he dropped it to join Sebastian's.

He wondered what Sebastian saw as he sat at the edge of the pool, his feet dipping in first to test the cool water. Cold, but not unbearable. He scooted himself over the edge and took a deep breath before he let himself drop into the water, not allowing himself time to worry about his hair before going under. He swam towards Sebastian and popped back up right in front of him, splashing at the other boy playfully before nudging him in the side with his hip.

“It’s not that cold, Sebastian.” He teased, his body adjusting to the pool's temperature quickly. He floated for a moment, trying to calm down his pounding heart, the roar of blood in his ears telling him they way they had been acting with each other is so much more than friendship. He splashed at the other boy with a mischievous and admittedly flirtatious glint in his eye. He bit his bottom lip, fighting the giggle that was rising up in his throat and then wrapped his arms around Sebastian and pulled him under, the butterflies in his stomach fluttered against his rib cage from the feeling of his bare chest against Sebastian’s.

“Gotcha.”

Before Sebastian could catch him, he was already swimming away, using the boxing workouts to his advantage, to the shallow end. In one swift movement he pulled himself up to sit on the edge of the edge of the pool. He ran his fingers though his curls and slicking his hair back, but he could already feel a few curls springing up. His grin huge and the glint in his eyes clearly daring Sebastian to come get him.

Sebastian’s POV:

Sebastian’s head plunged underwater, his body pressed to Blaine’s as the cold water surrounded him. He could feel Blaine’s strong arms around him, his own arms askew in the pool from the surprise. Suddenly, Blaine swam off and Sebastian popped up above the tiny waves the other boy caused. He ran a hand over his wet face and caught his breath. He watched Blaine swim away and perch on the edge of the pool. He probably could have caught him if he wanted but he let him get away. Seb laughed the sort of heavy laugh one has after losing their breath for a moment and swam over to him. 

Blaine looked great on the side of the pool, the moonlight caught in the droplets of pool water on his skin. His curls already fought against gravity and popped out all over his head, his strong arms accented as they pressed against the tiled pool ledge, his wet trunks pressed against his body in all of the right spots. Sebastian wanted to touch him and the way that Blaine was looking at him as he swam, maybe he felt the same way? They had been holding hands a lot lately and lingering at doorways when they said goodbye. He could feel a tense but exciting air around them the past few weeks but always found himself uncharacteristically nervous when it came to saying bye. What if he kissed him or touched him and Blaine rebuffed it? What if he had been reading all of the signs wrong or Blaine was just trying to distract himself? It wouldn’t be the first time somebody had used Sebastian but this one might hurt worse than the rest because he actually had so much hope buried underneath the butterflies in his belly.

Sebastian decided in his short swim that he wouldn’t get anywhere in life by being shy and just went for it. He placed his body between Blaine’s thighs so that he could look up at the other boy (which was a new but amazing view) and he placed his hands on either side of his thighs. He could hear the sounds of crickets and frogs and summer all around them in a small moment where neither of them spoke. Sebastian bit his bottom lip, his green eyes a little mischievous.

“You know, you look really awesome tonight.” He hoped Blaine knew that he would move if he wanted him to. “Thank you for everything, by the way.”

Blaine’s POV:

The air around Blaine seemed to freeze as Sebastian came so very close to him. Heat was radiating from his legs and belly in the minimal space between their bodies. He wanted nothing more than to draw him closer to him and press his body against his, just to see if it felt as incredible as Blaine imagined it would. His breath hitched at Seb’s words and he swallowed, his eyes wide, as he let the compliment sink into his skin like the drops of water clinging to him. He’d meant to say thank you, he’d meant to say you’re welcome but, his barely there, almost whispering voice had disappeared for a moment at their closeness. He could feel Sebastian’s breath on his face, could make out the vibrant green of his eyes in the moonlight, he had little flecks of blue that Blaine had never noticed before but this close they were so noticeable he wasn’t sure how.

“You- you’re beautiful, Sebastian…” his voice was shaky and almost didn’t make it past his teeth and once it was out he felt a little embarrassed at the way he’s said it, like telling Sebastian Smythe he was beautiful was an original poem that Blaine had written and it was only meant to be performed in hushed tones and desperate pleas as the moon and stars watched and listened. How many other guys have said the same to him? Did he look at them the way he was looking at Blaine now? He wanted to make him forget that anyone else had touched him. The feeling of embarrassment faded away as Blaine reached out with trembling hands and gently pulled Sebastian closer to him, afraid he might scare him away. His fingers grazed his arms and his hands were moving up to rest against Sebastian’s chest for a moment and Blaine could feel the rapid thump of his heart against his fingers, reminding him that Sebastian was real and right here and Blaine ached so badly to know it better. To memorize the rhythms with his fingers. Before he could talk himself out of it his hands were sliding up to his slender neck where freckles dusted like the stars and Blaine wanted to stop and count each one.

He let his fingertips dust over a few before slipping his hands up further where they cupped Sebastian’s devastatingly beautiful face on both sides, holding him like he was precious and it was so clear now that he actually was to Blaine. He looked down from where he was sitting, holding Sebastian’s gaze, searching for permission to explore and getting it in the way Seb bit his lip and tilted his head back slightly, his face open for Blaine. There was an inhale and then Blaine was leaning down and pressing his lips softly against Sebastian’s. His skin felt electric and his eyes fell shut as he pulled back a little to tilt his head to deepen the kiss. His tongue slipped past Seb’s lips and teeth searching for his, barely audible whines of pleasure coming from the back of his throat when he found it.

His fingers slid from Seb’s face and around to his neck, scraping at his hairline before curling against his skin gently, pulling him even closer. He kissed Sebastian like he’d never get to do it again, deeply and with a slowness that made him ache with want and he was all but breathing the other boy in. Trying to convey with each slide of lips and tongue the way he had been feeling over the last two and maybe more months. Sebastian tasted like strawberries and lemonade and Blaine couldn’t remember ever feeling so alive. He wanted Sebastian to feel everything he was feeling. Wanted him to feel how much he was desired and how good kissing him felt for Blaine and god how had he waited so long for this? Kissing Sebastian Smythe felt like something he’d been missing his whole life, he just hadn’t known it. So he drank him in with each second he got to kiss him, his thumbs running slowly over his jaw, fingers still lost in the hair at the nape of his neck. Blaine’s heart swelling with a feeling he didn't know how to name and hammering against his rib cage, his toes curling against Sebastian’s thighs under the water.

Sebastian's POV:

Seb smiled, all of his teeth exposed and his eyes crinkled. He never smiled like that. He always fought against it and chose to smirk or frown or feign indifference most times. But Blaine always brought that smile out and Seb couldn’t fight against it. Compliments sounded so much better coming from Blaine than they did from anybody else. Sure, Sebastian had had plenty of guys tell him that he was hot or great looking or whatever. Nobody had ever said beautiful before. He bit his bottom lip and looked up at him. The butterflies that always seemed to hang around when Blaine was near swirled around in his stomach again and suddenly the other boys hands were on him. Little sparks jumped under his skin and he had goosebumps all over his arms. Sebastian thought he imagined Blaine getting closer until their lips touched and everything felt real again.

Thank god they were in the shallow end of the pool because as soon as Blaine’s lips were on his and his hands were on his neck, Sebastian’s knees went a little weak and he probably would have melted into the water and fell down, down, down, to the bottom of the pool. He couldn’t fucking believe that Blaine was kissing him, that his fingers were gently scraping the back of his neck, his toes against his thighs in the water. Sebastian had never really enjoyed kissing. It was always rushed or messy but this...this was different. Maybe he had never really been kissing before and how was he ever going to want to do anything but kiss Blaine over and over again?

Sebastian’s hands gripped Blaine’s wrists as they kissed. He moaned a little despite himself and his body felt jittery and excited and he was going to need to float in the water for a while to calm his body down. He ran his hands down Blaine’s arms, his sides, down to his waist to gently help him back into the water. Sebastian was taller now and he pressed Blaine against the side of the pool gently as he deepened the kiss again, slow and gentle before he pulled away. His lips were swollen and his smile was so wide it hurt and he laughed, a happy sound that rang out over the pool. Sebastian fell backwards into the pool water with a big splash and stared up at the stars.

“Wow.”

Blaine’s POV:

It was all so perfect, Seb’s little moans with his mouth against his and moving against each other like they’d done it so many times- yet feeling like a first of many, his fingers pressed against his wrists flush against his skin and Blaine could feel his pulse against them. He sighed as Seb’s arms moved to encircle him, a little gasp escaping as he was gently pulled back into the water. And if he thought it was perfect before, it only improved as Seb was suddenly leaning down to kiss him, pressing his shorter body against the pool wall and Blaine could feel his toes lifting him up to meet Seb’s mouth better. His head back and face open and wanting as Sebastian kissed him this time, just as slow and just as deep and he tingles all over and wondered how the hell he’d get out of the pool without making a display of himself.

A noise left his mouth somewhere between a sigh and groan when Sebastian pulled away after a few minutes and Blaine was left empty armed and his lips were swollen with the feeling of Seb’s having just been on his. He was suddenly worried that maybe Sebastian was regretting it, that maybe Blaine had misread everything because why was he so far away now and why weren't they still kissing? He started to worry that maybe it meant nothing. Blaine knew Sebastian wasn’t some blushing boy that pined after him, so what if Blaine was so over the moon about something that was nothing for Sebastian? The thought hurt more than he wanted to admit to himself.

But the look on Sebastian’s face, the radiant smile, the one that showed all of Sebastian’s perfectly imperfect teeth, the one that Blaine had only started to see once they’d become closer, the one Blaine liked to say was just for him- was spreading over his features and Blaine would have given anything in the whole world to make him smile like that again and again. And Seb was laughing and Blaine was laughing, feeling free, like a weight had lifted. His worries once again just floating away into the night sky.

“Yeah… wow.”

He bit his lip, and took a deep breath as he watched Sebastian float just out of his reach and suddenly, and very unwanted- the world came back into focus. He could hear the alarm on his phone going off, the one he’d set in case he lost track of time, as he did with Sebastian. It told him it was almost eleven and he needed to leave soon if he was going to make his curfew. How many cycles had it gone through? Was he late? Normally he’d hate disappointing his mom, but tonight all he wanted was this. He told himself she’d understand as he sloshed through the water to make his way over to Sebastian. His body still embarrassingly respondent to the sight of Sebastian. He told himself he’d get ready to leave the next time it went off. Which meant nine more minutes of possibly doing this again. Nine more minutes of Sebastian in his arms.

“I guess it’s later than I thought…” He sighed, his heart overreacting and aching a little at the thought of having to go. “I want…-” He wanted to pull him back and hold him close, tilt his chin down so he could tip toe up and kiss him again with his arms pulling him against him.

But, he cut himself off, swallowing and trying to quell his worries. The ones that said maybe he was asking for too much, or that he was being too sexual and too needy. Kurt had made comments before that left Blaine feeling insecure about his need for contact and now it was trying to get the best of him. Sebastian isn’t Kurt. You’ve already spent the last ten minutes kissing him, he’s not going to reject you, Blaine. Go after what you want…

Being with Sebastian had made him feel alive and bold the last couple of months and tonight had just heightened it more and while he didn’t know what they were or what was going to come of this- he knew he needed to reach for it. He could feel something pulling him towards Sebastian. Again like a magnet, like a red string of fate and Blaine just couldn’t get enough. He licked his lips and reached for Sebastian for the second time that night.

“I want another one.” It sounded too demanding and he shook his head before licking his lips, softly trying again. “I mean could we… Could I have one? I don’t wanna go home without kissing you again.”

Sebastian's POV:

Seb had so many feelings racing through his body that he couldn’t decipher what was up or down and was thankful for the cool water of the pool, it calmed his mind and his body down a little. There was confusion about what they were because they were obviously more than friends. They couldn’t skirt around that anymore after that kiss. He didn’t feel like Blaine was his boyfriend; what a lame word-boyfriend. Could Blaine just be his person, just be his? There was the excitement because holy shit they had kissed and he had been waiting for that and wanting that for so long. Sebastian couldn’t deny that there was a little streak of doubt mixed in with the giddiness and the hormones and the questions and the adrenaline and the joy. He knew that Blaine’s friends didn’t like him because of the shitty things he had done almost a year ago and that some of them would never accept his apology and no amount of flowers or monetary donations weren’t going to change the minds of stubborn teenagers. What if they talked Blaine out of hanging out with him or pursuing something? Sebastian took a deep breath and focused on the sky again. It didn’t matter because things were great right now and Blaine was there with him.

Sebastian looked up at Blaine as he floated in the water. His wet curls were framed by the night sky and he could just make out the unsure look on the other boy’s face. He never wanted to make Blaine feel insecure or unsure about anything because….well fuck, he was Blaine. Sebastian would have believed you if you told him he had single handedly placed the sun in the sky and lined the planets and cherry picked the stars so that they gleamed just right. He thought that Blaine was just so effortlessly talented and beautiful and charming that he couldn’t comprehend how he ever doubted himself?

He paddled a little so that he could get to a spot where he could get back on his feet and regain balance in the water. Sebastian waded through the water so that he was standing in front of Blaine again. Sebastian liked when  Blaine’s voice sounded bold. He smiled, he hoped that encouraged him. “Yeah. It is getting pretty late though….best kiss me now.”

The two of them found each other effortlessly and kissed like they had been doing this for years. Sebastian wrapped his arms around Blaine’s waist, he could feel him against his skin, his face tipped up to erase the distance between them. ��Kissing Blaine was like all of his favorite things about summer; hot like the sun, sweet like watermelon and lemonade and Popsicles, exciting like firecrackers, shocking like cold pool water.

Sebastian would have been content if the entire summer felt like this, if every Birthday had a cake and kiss from Blaine attached to it.

/fin.

[thebattlesheep]

Blog Update and Characters

Hello friends! I’ve gone and updated lots of tumblr things, and now Ria has her own blog. This blog was originally Ria’s, then became lots of ooc jumble and hardly any Ria. SO, I made her her own blog where everything Ria related will go (which is going to be put below). This blog will now be ooc and art and all that nonsense.

Also, I’ve solidified which characters I’m going to try and actively rp, and they all have blogs and are ready for rp! I narrowed it down to five, and they’re all available for rp. I’m hoping to get them all more active and do lots of stories for them. So please, feel free to poke me for it!

Alleayn Ainsley

http://alle-ainsley.tumblr.com/

A worgen carpenter and mercenary, Alle makes her living in war and bloodshed. She picked up the sword after she lost her family and bethrothed in Gilneas, never settling in one place since then. When she’s not holding her sword up against others, she’s carving her next statue or next piece of furniture. Often she’s partnered with businesses in Stormwind and the surrounding territories for work. Often, she’s considered a shop of her own, though battles with the trouble of being consistent while she’s away as a hired sword. 

Caedera Mendenhall

http://caedera-mendenhall.tumblr.com/

A young noblewoman with dark intent, Caedera moves between Duskwood and Kul’Tiras, hiding her true work and existence from the world while taking advantage of her position in society. Recently, the woman has delved into the magic and secrets of the Drust, claiming the Heartsbane’s magic for her own and proclaiming herself a matron witch. Now she copes with the consequences of stolen magic, while deciding her path for the future.

Kalindra Ghyllward

http://kali-ghyllward.tumblr.com/

On the outside, Kalindra is a small, quiet, unassuming woman. However, she harbors a secret that inspires fear, both in her own heart and in others. A deal with N’Zoth gave the woman her life back, but in a way she never anticipated. She’s been hunted, captive, and running for the majority of her life. With the Corruptor’s return and influence on the world, she’s more fearful than ever, and closer than ever to losing herself to the darkness that made her.

Riael Marie Reys

https://riael-marie-reys.tumblr.com/

A woman sweet as a cinnamon bun, but with plenty of hardship and secrets of her own. Abandoned by family, left to fend for herself, the majority of her early life was spent in the wrong places with the wrong people. Now that she’s blossomed and come into her own, she’s created a life for herself with her own family and her own business, able to take care of herself and those she cares about. Now, she’s expanding, turning her bakery into an inn with the hopes of housing and taking care of those who need her. 

Vitanni Sweetsin

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Monk, alchemist, dealer, and collector, Vitanni wanders the world in search of the next rare herb, the next elusive trinket, and the next wild ride in the sheets. She never stays in once place for too long, but can always be found when a customer needs their next fix. Or perhaps a little something for a rival. Poisons have become her new fixation, and the woman has begun branching out into the weapons industry, blending her own mixtures with the weapons she obtains to create new and improved methods of destruction.

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Survey #231

too lazy to even think of song lyrics to put, just have this

Do bridges make you nervous? Somewhat. Are there any movies that you find so dumb, you find funny? Aha, Napoleon Dynamite. Do you have any older siblings? Four + one I don't know. How often do you vacation? Pretty much never. Are you currently having any cellular problems? My phone is ACTUAL horse shit. Have you ever tried to meet up with someone from online? With Sara, multiple times now. :') It'd be fantastic if when I go to South Africa I can meet Shaylee when I visit to the KMP, and my other friend Alyssa knows how badly I wanna meet Mark, so she insists on me going with her one day if he ever goes back to PAX East. I'd love to meet Connie, too. If you could have any car right now, what would you want exactly? Eh, I don't know car types. Something medium/smallish (I don't want very small for safety reasons) that's either burnt orange or red and just pretty and sleek. Do you think it’s cruel to leave a live fish to die in an ice box? Um???????? YEAH????????????????? Have you ever done anything sexual with someone of the same sex? Yeah. Do you collect issues of a certain magazine? No. Have you ever pawned anything off at a pawn shop? Nah. Do you have stomach abs? Ha, I wish. Do you know anyone who is trying to physically impersonate a celebrity? No, but oh my god, so my friend Leon, right? He looks UNCANNILY like Leon Kennedy (WEIRD name coincidence????) from the Resident Evil series so much that he dressed as him one day. The resemblance is fucking unbelievable, especially when his hair was longer in the front. Do you have the Bakery Story app? Haven't heard of it. Do you watch Sister Wives? Haven't heard of that, either. How do you feel about polygamy? It's definitely not for me, but if it's KNOWINGLY between a consenting, happy group of people, you do you, man. Just hardcore practice safe sex. Have you ever seen a shuttle launch? No. What would your parents say is the worst thing you’ve ever done? I haven't got a clue. I'd assume Mom would probably say me texting her "fuck you" even though she deserved it. Dad, probably the letter I wrote him after the divorce. Are we having signs of the apocalypse? I don't even remember the Biblical signs besides like, swarms of locusts and humanity's focus shifting to materialism. I say rather we're having actually scientific signs of a mass extinction coming in the next few centuries, probably, or sooner. Historically, we're extremely overdue for one, anyway. Global warming, the ozone, overpopulation, pollution... you know, all that jazz. We're killing the earth. Would you rather see The Blue Man Group or Fear Factor live? Blue Man Group. Do you have any vintage clothing? Man, I wish. Are you glad to accept any certain person’s hand-me-downs? "As long as it fits and it’s like, clean, I guess?" <<<< This. Have you ever bought anything at Rue 21? Yeah, I like that store. The graphic tees section, at least. What color of colored contacts would you like to have? Like, purple or something. NO, cyan. Gimme a Manson feel. What’s on your bed? Me, Teddy, Roman, my laptop and mouse, my pillows, sheets, blanket, phone... Your floor besides furniture? My bookbag and purse. Wires. Shoes. Your dresser? My meerkat collection, along with some other plushies. The top shelf in your closet? I have no clue. Are there any dead stuffed animals in your house? Uh, you mean taxidermy? No. I am viciously against hunting "trophies." HOWEVER, I'm deeply into vulture culture and have mixed feelings about making art of NATURALLY deceased wildlife... A part of me says that's disrespectful, and then the other says it's very honoring and respectful, to immortalize an animal's beauty as art after experiencing a good life. It's something I semi-want to get into, but again, I'm torn on my thoughts about it. Do you know anyone who goes fishing, but doesn’t like fish? Do you mean like, eating fish? I'll fish with Dad if he invites me (I otherwise stopped as I don't support it if not necessary for food, but this has always been my and Dad's "thing"), but I hate fish as food. If you mean they don't enjoy fish as animals, I don't think so. What’s the best prize you’ve won on an amusement park/carnival game? I don't have a clue. Have you ever done anything sexual in a school? No, besides simple kisses. Have you ever been indoor skydiving? No. Would you have any interest in going on a cruise? No. Being out in the ocean scares me. Have you ever been to a Chinatown in any of the cities you’ve been to? No. How old was the oldest person you’ve dated? Maybe like, five years older. Do you know anyone who has their own podcast? No. Have you ever been to couple’s counseling? No. How many children do you want, and how did you decide on this number? None. I decided because 1.) I would be a terrible mother, 2.) I'm not putting anyone's well-being above my own ever again, 3.) I'm not dedicating the remainder of my life trying to raise someone who might end up not even caring about me, and 4.) they're fuckin expensive and I've been poor my whole life and will do almost anything to keep my bills and expenses in general as low as possible. Where did your last kiss take place? The airport. Did you often read for fun when you were a kid? Oh, definitely. I loved reading. ^ What were some of your favorite books? Little-little kid books included Stellaluna, What Makes a Rainbow?, The Very Hungry Caterpillar, The Rainbow Fish, 10 Minutes 'Til Bedtime... a lot. As like an elementary student, I was really into the Magic Tree House and Hank the Cowdog series. Then in middle school, Warriors dominated my bookshelf. Are you more of a visual learner or an auditory learner? Visual. Do you have any dietary restrictions? No. Do you prefer Google Maps, Apple Maps, Waze, or something else? I've never used any. What is your favorite coffee brand? N/A What is your favorite tea brand? N/A Have you ever worn false eyelashes? No. I probably only will for maybe my wedding. How old does someone have to be for you to see them as an adult? 21 I guess. Do you ever ‘manspread’ when you sit down? Uh. I actually don't know. I don't pay attention. Which of your good habits has made the biggest positive difference in your life? Coming to understand I have to put myself first, probably. Or learning how to talk to myself gently. Have you ever dated someone who was very lazy? No. Have you ever turned down a job offer? No. Have you ever been fired from a job? No. I always quit too early for that, really. Do you overuse smileys? I don't think so. At least not anywhere near how I did as a pre-teen in the "LOL rANdoM!!!!!! XD" phase. Who is better; Madonna or Blondie? Idk. Who is better; Elton John or Billy Joel? BILLY!!!!!!! Name three website you visit every day: YouTube, Kalahari Manor, and deviantART. Have you seen all of the Jaws movies? Tyler and I watched the first one. I don't remember what I thought about it, really. Have you ever worn black eyeliner? "Yeah. That’s the only kind I wear." <<<< This. Have you ever worn blue mascara? No. That'd look weird on me. Hm, or maybe not. Maybe it'd bring out my blue eyes. Ever spiked your hair? No. How long have you had a computer? I don't have a clue. Have you ever written something, and published it on the internet? Well yeah? When was the last time you played cards? (not on the computer) Hell, forever ago when I was at Colleen's with Girt and we played CAH. Can you play chess? Nope. When was the last time you read a book over 700 pages long? Shit man, no clue. I don't know if I ever have. Have you ever drank cherry Coke? GOOD STUFF Do you prefer using pens or pencils? Pencils, considering you can erase. I avoid using pens if I can. Have you ever skipped for a long distance? Maybe as a little kid? Are you excited for the holidays? Halloween was disappointing, as I did absolutely zip. I honestly don't care about Thanksgiving. We always just go have dinner with Ashley's bigot in-laws. I'm VERY hyped for Christmas 'cuz I'm probably gonna be with Sara!! Can you play any instruments? I played the flute for years, but I don't think I could remember how to now. Are you a Facebook addict? Nah. Are you afraid of stink bugs? YEAH. I hate beetle-like insects. Do you have a printer? Yeah. Does anyone own any embarrassing pictures of you? HAHAHAHA I HOPE SHE DOESN'T STILL HAVE IT, MY FRIEND ONCE TOOK A PICTURE OF ME IN THE MIDDLE OF EATING A HOT DOG AND I JUST REALLY HATE IT. Do you still live at home? Yeah. Are you currently enrolled in college? Yep. Do you care what others say about you? Way too much. Have you ever played Farmville? No. What is your favorite video game? Silent Hill 2 and Shadow of the Colossus. What song represents your life the best? "Get Up" by Mother Mother makes me think of myself A LOT. Are you into anime? Yeah. Name one movie that has made you cry more than once. The Notebook. Always. Do you watch the Disney Channel? Not anymore. Do you swear? Way too much. Do you overthink things? You wouldn't BELIEVE how much I do. What’s the largest animal you’ve ever had as a pet? A fuckin ginormous black lab until Ashley moved out. He wasn't even full-grown. Do you own any kind of helmet? No. What’s the worst injury you’ve ever had? As a kid, I was running on the gravel road and slipped and fell. I scraped my knees to the point of pus coming out. It took a loooong time to heal. I cried SO fucking loudly. Bad, bad memory made only worse because Dad got so annoyed by it that he yelled at me to shut up. Happy beyond words he changed so much after the divorce and stopped drinking. What is something you like to have conversations about? MARK and other YouTubers I love to an unreasonable height, meerkats, vidya games I enjoy, RP, bands I love... What all is in the trunk of your car? I don't have a clue. Do you ever put fruit on your cereal? EW no. I hate that shit. How do you usually celebrate your favorite holiday? By doing nothing, lately. I don't have anywhere to go, so no point in even dressing up. Plus I can't afford costumes. When was the last time you drove something other than a car or truck? Uh. I have zero clue. Have you ever eaten/drank something and then realized it was past the expiration date? Probably at some point. Do you own any jewelry containing your birthstone? I have an amethyst angel pin from my grandmother. When I was in high school and going through my most suicidal phases, I wore it on my shirt underneath my hoodies. What is something unusual that annoys you? Hm. Well, I think this resonates with a lot of people at least to a mild degree, but it really angers me when people don't put their shopping carts back and just sit them in/by a parking spot. Fucking lazy as hell. Does mind over matter work for you? Rarely. What was the last thing you were invited to? No clue. Well, besides the obvious things like my niece and nephew's b-day parties, I don't know. What item should never be shared? Stealing the last person's answer: your toothbrush. What do you usually order at Taco Bell? A cheese quesadilla and fiesta potatoes. Sometimes the cinnamon delight things instead of the potatoes. Have you ever sat all the way through Gone With the Wind? No. Does drinking alcohol make you act more like your true self? I don't know if it's my "true" self, but I'm more extroverted and calmer. Have you ever googled a name and found somebody? Uhhhh so this is probably so incredibly creepy, but I jumped through hoops finding Jason's landline a few days before my suicide attempt because I was absolutely desperate to talk to him. It was in the dead of night and his sweetheart mom picked up and spoke with me for like two whole hours trying to calm me down. Jason was asleep, apparently. I miss that woman. She was so patient and gentle that night. Okay I'm honestly getting pretty emotional recalling that night so MOVING ON. What is your favorite possession? My iPod, really. I've had it since middle school and has 1k+ songs on it that I, like an idiot, am too lazy to back up... soooo when it dies, which it's WAY overdue to do, I will probably tear the world in two. What makes you feel like you are young again? Laughing hysterically. Especially when I do this little squeaking sound. Girt pointed it out all the time and since then I've actually paid attention to it and it's fuckin cute tbh. Are you picky? You. Don't. Even. KNOW. You have one wish, what would it be? World peace. How tall is the person you like? Shorter or taller? She's just like two inches shorter at 5'2''. How tall was the tallest person you’ve dated? Fucking hell, Girt was AT LEAST 6', I'm sure taller. I only reached his chest. How many foreign friends do you have? Oh boy, plenty. Well, I'd say most are acquaintances, but still. I've been on the Internet too long. In which countries do they live? European countries and Australia are the ones I know off the top of my head. What was your dream birthday party as a kid? Hmmm, probably going skating with my friends. What’s the most interesting story you’ve never told anybody? I don't know. What’s the most complicated meal you’ve cooked? Nothing. Have you ever come up with your own game? As kids, my sisters and I did a lot. What is something you value a lot in your life? Having a home, food to eat, a family that loves me... the basics that unfortunately many people don't have. Whose hand did you hold last? Sara's. What was the last thing you planted? Habanero peppers, I think. What or who was the last thing you gossiped about? *shrugs* When's the last time you helped a senior citizen somehow? Probably by holding doors open? What's the most selfless act you have done? Probably compromising my mental health to help others. I dunno. Have you ever intentionally fed a house spider? wtf no get out of mah swamp Are you clumsy? If so, how? I'm a newborn deer ffs. I bump into and trip over shit every day. How many Lidls are there in your town? None. I think. I think the closest is in the next town over. How do you like your favorite beverage? Cold and freshly opened 'cuz carbonation. Are you going to any concerts this summer? Ozzy Osbourne is very likely and I am NOT over it even though that was decided forever ago. Have you ever been to a concert? Once. What do you do when you can’t escape thoughts of your ex? I have PTSD from that relationship, getting away from those thoughts isn't a thing until my brain decides it's over it. Like I mainly just look for a distraction, but honestly, the only thing that seems to be truly effective is time or sleep. Do you watch any TV shows where the setting’s a hospital? I enjoy The Good Doctor, but I've talked about my disinterest in TV plenty. Did your first real significant other change you at all? HI HAVE YOU HEARD OF THE BREAKUP??????????????? Are you waiting to have sex until you’re married? Nah, not anymore. I broke that "promise" anyway through total cheat methods or whatever you want to call them, but I'm ultimately glad I thought I was obeying abstinence through that time considering honestly with how serious we were and how impulsive I was, I genuinely wonder if I would've wound up pregnant. Let's NOT IMAGINE THAT ROUTE. How many schools have you been to? Six. What’s your favorite color to wear? Black. Isn’t it lovely when your S/O smells good? I mean yeah, would anyone answer "no"???? Who’s your favorite actor? Mark is an official actor now don't even fuckin try me about this Who can make you laugh no matter what? *points up* + Sara and Game Grumps. Has a movie ever made you cry? Which one(s)? The Notebook, A Walk to Remember, Titanic, Old Yeller, The Lion King, Coco, Finding Dory, Johnny Got His Gun... man, a lot. I'm a baby when it comes to movies. Do you keep a list of movies you want to watch so you don't forget? No. What was the last song you heard for the first time and enjoyed? It was one of Highly Suspect's new songs. I think it was called "Snow White." What do you prefer -- the original fairy tales, or the Disney versions? Disney. Would you like more film adaptations of traditional fairy tales? Yeah, I enjoy them. Are there any comic books you'd like to see made into a movie? I don't read 'em. Are there any comic book movies you wish had been better? ^ Have you watched the Good Omens series yet? Thoughts? No. Who are some of your favorite female fictional characters, and why? Yrel from World of Warcraft is a fucking badass that needs to come back, I love Heather Mason from Silent Hill 3 with her being a realistic, relatable, and headstrong female protagonist that takes no shit, Bayonetta is my Mommy like have you seen that girl work (she served as some of my first evidence I wasn't straight, actually), I love Cynder from The Legend of Spyro saga with her personality overall and story... there's a lot I love. OH! Ellie from The Last of Us is impossible to not mention. It's beyond debate she's one of the toughest females in video game history, and it was interesting to watch her grow up in a post-apocalyptic world where horrors and tragedy were so normal. Something you didn't like that happened in one of your fave shows/books? GINGA DENSETSU WEED SPOILER: I will forever be livid Jerome died sobs I loved him more than I love myself. THE OUTSIDERS SPOILER: Dally's death devastated me. A character (in anything) you wish hadn't been killed off? Vol'jin's death in WoW was fucking stupid and entirely anticlimactic. Make the guy warchief & then Blizz doesn't know what to do with him and lets trash kill him, such shit writing, look guys I'm fuckin tilted about- What was the last video you saw that made you smile? Oh my god, I watched a clip of Shane Dawson at the Mall of America with Jeffree today, and he was physically in a state of shock, entirely speechless, and in tears. My lips were about to split my face in half smiling and almost crying. He deserves all he's getting right now beyond words. What's something exciting that's happened recently? A Heist With Markiplier was the best thing that ever happened to me ok. What about something upsetting? My grandma going downhill so fast. Cancer cells are now clearly visible in her blood. Do you have any calluses on your feet? So possibly TMI so look away, but I used to walk SO MUCH that my feet, especially my big toes, have the thickest calluses you could probably imagine. They bother me so much that I want to see whatever kind of doctor that can get rid of the damn things. Nothing I've ever done has helped get rid of them. I've CUT areas off in hopes of them going away, but it always heals BACK into a callus???? What was your last big purchase? Teddy's vet visit. Have you ever eaten grits? Grits are disgusting. What is the name of your YouTube channel, if you have one? 0zzkat. Do you wear the same shirt and shorts multiple times before washing? It depends on how long I wore the shirt and if I sweat. You'd never see me in shorts. What color is your favorite lip gloss? I don't use gloss. How many different states have you lived in? Just one. Are you allergic to bees? No. What color is the rim around your bedroom mirror (if applicable)? Black. What is your favorite flavor of saltwater toffee? I don't know if I've ever tried that. Have you ever vacationed on an island? No. What does your favorite bikini look like? Remember how I said you wouldn't see me in shorts? That goes even more for bikinis. What flavor was the last slushee you had? Strawberry limeade.

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[wildestweasley]

Biography Molly 2.0

ｘ ｔｈｅ ｆａｃｔｓｘ "ᴏɴᴇ ᴋɪꜱꜱ ɪꜱ ᴀʟʟ ɪᴛ ᴛᴀᴋᴇꜱ, ꜰᴀʟʟɪɴ' ɪɴ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴍᴇ"

Name: Molly Gianna Weasley Nickname: Mol, Molls Date of Birth: 23rd December Zodiac: Capricorn Place of Birth: Westhampton, New York, USA Current Place: Honiton, Devon, UK Roots: British, American, Italian & French Spoken languages: English (native language), Italian and French Height: 5'8'' / 173 cm Weight: 117 lbs / 53 kg Blood Type: B+

ｘ ａｌｌ ａｂｏｕｔ ｔｈｅ ｍａｇｉｃ ｘ "ᴄᴀʟʟ ɪᴛ ᴍᴀɢɪᴄ, ᴄᴀʟʟ ɪᴛ ᴛʀᴜᴇ"

first visible signs of magic: at the age of  five. A mirror exploded when she got angry was told she is a witch: there was not a certain moment. She grew up with it. Wand: Elm wood with a unicorn hair core, 11 ¼" and brittle flexibility Patronus: swift Blood Status: 3/4 Pureblood (her Grandma is a No-Maj) animal companion: none, but her dad promised to get her one able to apparate? yes able to perform wandless magic? only very simple  

ｘ ｆａｍｉｌｙ ｘ "ʀᴇᴍᴇᴍʙᴇʀ ᴛʜᴇ ꜰᴏᴏᴛꜱᴛᴇᴩꜱ, ʀᴇᴍᴇᴍʙᴇʀ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴏʀᴅꜱ ꜱᴀɪᴅ"

Father: Percy Weasley, works at the MoM Mother: Audrey Weasley (neé Rossi), deputy head of the Aurors at the MoM Siblings: Lucy Weasley other Family Members (aside from Weasleys):  Carlo Rossi, Grandpa, Owner of a Bakery - Called Pop by Molly Emily Rossi (nee Johnson), Grandma - Called Nana by Molly related Families: Weasley Family, Potter Family, Black Family

ｘ ｅｄｕｃａｔｉｏｎ ｘ "ɪ ᴄᴀɴ'ᴛ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ꜱᴇɴꜱᴇ ᴏꜰ ɴᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴡᴏʀᴅꜱ ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ɢᴇᴛ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴀy"

former school: Ilvermorny former house: Wampus  school: Hogwarts house: Gryffindor graduated: No O.W.L. grade point average: Exceeds Expectations N.E.W.T. grade point average: Acceptable favorite subjects: Charms, DADA, Apparition classes, No-Maj Studies least favorite subjects: Native American Magic Culture, Divination Quidditch? No Position? No

ｘ ａｐｐｅａｒａｎｃｅ ｘ "ɪ'ᴍ ɪɴ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱʜᴀᴩᴇ ᴏꜰ yᴏᴜ"

ethnicy: caucasian eye color: blue hair color: light brown hair structure: wavy dyed: - length: mid-long face shape: heart shaped lips: full nose: defined and not too small

Style: relaxed. She is mostly the shirt and jeans type of girl, but goes for a dress at times Tattoos: none Piercings: none Glasses/Contacts: yes, both

Left/right handed: left handed

ｘ ｃｈａｒａｃｔｅｒｉｓｔｉｃｓ ｘ "ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴜɴᴅᴀy ᴍᴏʀɴɪɴɢ, ᴍᴜꜱɪᴄ ʀᴇᴀʟ ʟᴏᴜᴅ"

Personal Motto:”Chi si volta, e chi si gira, sempre a casa va finire.” (No matter where you go or turn, you’ll always end up at home.) Theme Song: Ed Sheeran - What do I know? Alternate Theme songs: Astrid S - Such a Boy Pason James ft Hook n Sling - If you’re hearing this

Keywords: self-confident, feminist, feisty, honest, dreamer Biggest fear: small spaces & heights Hobbys: playing Piano, cooking, travelling, watching Quidditch games, working at the animal shelter positive traits:

adventurous

kind

compassionate

tolerant

enthusiastic

observant

brave

witty

passionate

conscientious

reliable

determined

negative traits:

loud

critical

unorganized

feisty

lazy

moody

reckless

tactless

absent-minded

ｘ ｆａｖｏｒｉｔｅｓ ｘ " ᴛᴇʟʟ ᴍᴇ ɪ’ᴍ ᴛᴏᴏ ᴄʀᴀᴢy Yᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ’ᴛ ᴛᴀᴍᴇ ᴍᴇ "

Color: Pink, Blue & White Food: Her Grandpa’s Spaghetti & Tiramisu Non-alcoholic drink: coffee Alcoholic drink: Cosmopolitain Music: RnB, Pop Artists: Dua Lipa, Taylor Swift, Anne-Marie, Liam Payne, Ed Sheeran, Rita Ora Season: Summer & Christmas time of the day: Evening Flowers: Poinsettas Enchanted animal: Demiguise non-enchanted animal: Cat/Dog

ｘ ｓｔｏｒｙ ｘ "ᴡʜᴏ ᴀʀᴇ yᴏᴜ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴀʀᴋ?"

Molly is the eldest daughter of Percy and Audrey Weasley. She was born in Westhampton near New York and as well grew up there. Her parents met while her Mother, an American Auror, helped some colleagues at the British MoM. Percy used the chance to escape from the UK and moved to the USA to work at the MACUSA. Molly was born just two years later and another two years later followed Lucy. Molly and Lucy  grew up being the typical siblings who argue a lot, escpecially since Molly went to Ilvermorny before Lucy did, which caused a little gap between them. Molly never actually met her paternal Grandparents, Aunts/Uncles or Cousins. She only knew some from Christmas cards they got through the years.

Molly was sorted to Wampus and enjoyed her time at Ilvermorny. She was not the best student, but most likely the one who had the best time in School. During her vacation and in her free time, she helped out in the animal shelter, as her Dad did not want her to have some Animals, except of an owl. 

Her life could actually not be much better, when her Parents told her out of sudden, that they would move  to Great Britain because her Dad and Mom were both offered better positions at the MoM. The brunette was shocked and she had not much time to say goodbye to her friends and is now in a country she does not know, with a lot of new people.

ｘ ｌｏｖｅ， ｌｏｖｅ， ｌｏｖｅ ｘ "ᴀ ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ ʟᴇꜱꜱ ʟᴏɴᴇʟy ᴛᴏɢᴇᴛʜᴇʀ"

Sexual orientation: straight First boyfriend: A childhood friend she grew up with Number of ex-boyfriends: 2 Number of sexual partners: 1 Current relationship status: Single

ｘｏｏｃ ｉｎｆｏｒｍａｔｉｏｎ ｘ "ɪ ᴄᴀɴ ꜱᴇᴇ yᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ᴛɪʀᴇᴅ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ᴀᴄᴛɪɴɢ"

Faceclaim: Jessica Conte Age Range: 16-19   Writer: ʙᴀᴢɪɴɢᴀ Experience: +12 years Style: 3rd person simple present perfect f.e. “She has worked a lot “ Length: Anything between 1-15 tweets (usually)

Rules:

please try to write more than just a few words. It is depressing if you put a lot of effort in tweets and all you get is a 5 word reply. (this doesn't go for banter)

If ever there should be a problem: DM me, not anyone else. I am sick of hearing from others "Hey a friend of mine is really annoyed by what you did/wrote". If you don't come to me, don't ask others to do it. No TL drama!

I will not accept racism, homophobia and discrimination (unless it is only in RP and is planned between two RPers)

And the most important: HAVE FUN! This is (at least for me) an escape from real life and fun is my no. 1 priority.

ｘｓｏｕｒｃｅｓ ｘ "ɪ'ʟʟ ᴩᴀɪɴᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴩɪᴄᴛᴜʀᴇ, ʟᴇᴛ ᴍᴇ ꜱᴇᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴄᴇɴᴇ"

This List of Character Traits by Eddie is a real help

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A box, labelled with the emblem of the Shooting Star Bakery had arrived! Inside was a taster box of upcoming spring goodies; red bell pepper muffins with a cheese fondue middle, a couple of slices of coconut and white chocolate oat bar, with sweet plum jam sandwiched in the centre. Several hard maple candies, with fruits jeweled inside of them. And a handwritten note hoping they would see them soon!

The poor mail moogle left startled, swearing never to visit the Aislinn home again. The keen hunter’s nose had picked up the scent of sweets from a malm away, and had rushed to “greet” the moogle. Though the sight of a miqo’te dressed in woad running full tilt towards him was hardly what he would have called a civilized greeting. He left muttering not-so-nice things about Gyr Albanians under his breath.

Upon seeing the emblem, Niam resists the urge to tear into the package. After all, despite what many think of of the Ala Mhigan refugees, they do have SOME manners. And Aithne would no doubt like to save the beautifully decorated box. Niam careful slides a dagger in the seams and opens the package to discover the wonders within. Unfortunately for him, he has wondered too close to the house, and has now caught Aithne’s attention. “City Cat” though she may be, she’s not blind after all, and she’s sharp enough to guess that whatever has Niam’s attention is something she should be interested in as well.

“What’s that you got there hon?” she calls from the porch. “Oh, um, uh, package from Ferai and Seda. Gifts from the bakery!” Aithne perks up. Shooting Star was always on their list of places to visit, but the bakery seemed worlds away at times. “Looks like some muffins and oat bars!” While Aithne is distracted with day dreams of visiting the bakery and the new little ones, Niam defy slips the candies into his sleeves. They’ll be a nice treat for his next extended hunting trip. 

(Thank you so much for this kind message! I hope you don’t mind me turning it into an RP prompt, this is my first time trying to roleplay)