#p:all

[bridgeportclarington]

Sighing, Hunter moved slowly over the threshold of his suite, placing his bag on the hook he had hung by the door. Raising a hand the Dominant ran his fingers through his hair as he made his way into the living area. Lowering himself onto the sofa, he raised his arms to stretch his back. Tipping his head back, Hunter allowed his head to fall onto the back of the cushion. It had been a long day, and as much as he hated to admit or even think about it, he felt every bit of it. “Bas?” Hunter called, closing his eyes slowly. “Are you here?”

@subastian​

[itsoliverbray]

The moment Quinn had accepted his offer, Oliver grabbed his keys and all but jogged to his car. While most would have been pulled quickly had they even considered going the speed he did, but that wasn’t a concern. After all, he was Oliver Bray. His car, expensive in both reality and appearance, zipped and sped through town, bringing him to the front gate of Nevermore Academy. Sliding the car into park, Oliver left the engine running, pressing the button to pre-warm Quinn’s seat before stepping out of the vehicle and making his way up the drive to collect her bags. “Well hello, gorgeous. Fancy meeting you here.” He teased just as an ear-splitting howl broke through the otherwise still air surrounding them. Shaking his head, Oliver chuckled a bit. “I see what you mean.” Gathering her bag in one hand, he wrapped an arm around her waist, guiding her gently towards the car before opening the passenger side door, extending his free hand to help her in.  @fearleaderfabray

[bridgeportpillsbury]

Arriving at Ellis’ door Camden felt the urge to drop to his knees, however he kept himself upright, figuring that doing so would be far too much for the Switch. Swallowing his submissive urges, he steadied himself and knocked on Ellis’ door, stepping back to allow time for the knock to be answered. When it was, he nodded, offering yet another soft, small smile. “Good afternoon, Mx. I’m here.”

@itselliskarofsky

[bridgeportlopez]

Stepping into the coffee shop, Serena tucked her hair behind her ear and made her way in. It was early, earlier than normal, at a time she knew most wouldn’t be around. Making her way to the kitchens, she smiled seeing Judith nearby making the morning’s goods to sell. Stepping further in Serena tapped her fingertips against a metal counter top nearby, alerting the other woman to her presence. “Good morning.” She signed. “Sorry if I scared you.”

@judithmeeks

[itsnickandros]

After waking and partaking in his usual morning routine, Nick spent time reading and then preparing for Harold’s arrival. It was exciting, having a new friend, and adding another member to the Nevermore staff. When the clock reached 11:50, Nick made sure to open his door before returning to the kitchen, letting Harold know it was alright to simply come in. He’d busied himself cooking when movement at the door caught his attention. “Hey!” He signed, grinning widely at the other. “You made it! Thanks for coming! It’s nice to meet you in person, Harold!”

@oddlyharold

[bridgeportanderson]

lucastheoclarington​:

Luke was in the academy café, sitting by a booth with his laptop, trying to do some research. Conversations he’d had lately had left him with a lot to think about, and he he was trying to get informed, hoping it’d make him less confused, even if it was also very intimidating to do so. He sighed, rubbing his face, the more he read, the more confused he seemed to get. He wasn’t sure what any of this meant, his raising hadn’t been exactly pro self discovery, and label positive, but he also didn’t feel like he could talk to this to anyone, and he didn’t want to go back to the therapist, because if he went back, then it was… Something.

He sipped his coffee, and looked down at a book he had picked up at the library, opening it and flipping pages a little. Despite all the confusion, he was a little hopeful. He didn’t know what he was, and if he was any of this, but regardless, it seemed more people than he ever expected had trouble with concepts like crushes, and affection for affection’s sake. So maybe he wasn’t as broken as he’d felt.

The cafe wasn’t as crowded as Kyler had expected, something he was neither bothered nor excited about. Usually, he was the type of guy who enjoyed a crowed every now and again, but with the week having reached its official halfway point and his mind already on the weekend, sleep had been somewhat scarce, leaving him feeling a little less excited than usual about seeing people. Still, the Switch wore his signature smile on his face, greeting everyone he came across despite how badly he wanted to return to bed. Once he had placed and received his order, Kyler turned to the cafe, eyes scanning the room for anyone who looked familiar. Almost immediately his eyes found Lucas Clarington, and he made his way over, tapping the other on the shoulder before sliding into the seat across from him. “Hey there, stranger. Is this seat taken? By someone who isn’t me, I mean.”

Luke was in the academy café, sitting by a booth with his laptop, trying to do some research. Conversations he'd had lately had left him with a lot to think about, and he he was trying to get informed, hoping it'd make him less confused, even if it was also very intimidating to do so. He sighed, rubbing his face, the more he read, the more confused he seemed to get. He wasn't sure what any of this meant, his raising hadn't been exactly pro self discovery, and label positive, but he also didn't feel like he could talk to this to anyone, and he didn't want to go back to the therapist, because if he went back, then it was... Something.

He sipped his coffee, and looked down at a book he had picked up at the library, opening it and flipping pages a little. Despite all the confusion, he was a little hopeful. He didn't know what he was, and if he was any of this, but regardless, it seemed more people than he ever expected had trouble with concepts like crushes, and affection for affection's sake. So maybe he wasn't as broken as he'd felt.

[dommedelaney]

After what felt like hours, teamwork, logic, and effort had lead a group of Luxe Academy students directly to where the Scholarship students were being held. Once the doors were opened and light began to stream in, those who had come to offer help and rescue disbursed among the trapped students, concerned voices floating through the air from every angle. “Darren!” Delaney called, spotting the other near-immediately as she made her way over to him. “Darren, I-” Her words caught in her throat as she looked at him, though she did her best to maintain her composure, the tears in her eyes were evident. “Are you alright?” She asked, glancing down as she attempted to settle herself, focusing on the well being of the man in front of her.  @sdcarter

[dommeisabelevans]

Isabel rolled her eyes, sighing as she tapped her foot impatiently. Glancing towards the clock on the wall, she shook her head impatiently, eyes turning towards the crowd of people dancing and having fun while she waited on her conversational partner. In the moment, she cursed herself for being so involved. Seeing the woman approach, she offered a small and noncommital wave. “Hey. Let’s do this, I guess. I’m Isabel Evans, and you are?”

@subnicolekim​

[submissivelyblair]

It was Friday afternoon, the official start of the door decorating contest at Luxe. Blair hadn’t ever been the artsy type, though something about the promise of possible prizes piqued her interested. She was rummaging through the Art room, searching for anything that might have helped her vision come to life, when approaching footsteps drew her attention. “We’re all students so feel free to browse, but just know that anything in that pile right there, I’ve got dibs on.” She laughed, pointing to the small amount of supplies she’d begun to amass.  @dommaxw​

[bridgeportclarington]

subastian​:

@bridgeportclarington from (this)

As Hunter replied and put his book up, Sebastian positioned himself in front of him and sunk down to his knees on the floor between his legs. Both hands found a leg and slid upwards, stopping when they both rested on Hunter’s thigh. “I have many ideas. You know you love me for the spontaneity I bring.”

Hunter’s gaze followed as Sebastian moved to kneel between his legs, and his expression remained composed and nearly un-phased. Anyone paying close enough attention, however, might have caught a glimpse of a twitch overtaking the furthest corner of his lips. When Sebastian stopped, Hunter looked down at him, eyebrows raising as he awaited something further. “Tell me those ideas, since you know me so well.”

@bridgeportclarington from (this)

As Hunter replied and put his book up, Sebastian positioned himself in front of him and sunk down to his knees on the floor between his legs. Both hands found a leg and slid upwards, stopping when they both rested on Hunter's thigh. "I have many ideas. You know you love me for the spontaneity I bring."

[bridgeportclarington]

Despite the late hour, Hunter found himself incapable of sleep. Not long after they had laid down for the evening, Sebastian had fallen into a seemingly peaceful sleep, while Hunter remained wide awake, eyes fixed on the ceiling as he silently willed his mind to cease its constant movement. After what felt like an eternity, Hunter removed himself gently from the bed, sliding his feet into his bedroom shoes before heading into the living area and lowering himself to the couch. It was there he found himself rubbing at the constant throbbing in his knee and thigh, eyes trained upon the television as he listened to a WWII documentary he’d put on for background noise. 

@subastian

[domcarterm]

Carter made his way towards Walker Hall, taking the last hit of his cigarette before tossing it onto the sidewalk, snuffing the butt with the toe of his shoe. Seeing Teddy, he tipped his chin, giving the other man a once-over. “Hey. You showed. Good boy. Tell me what you want to do- check out the Dining Hall, or do you want me to order you something? I don’t care either way. But, be honest.” He said, getting to the point.  @subteddyatluxe

[wizardingreg]

Reg shoved his hands into his pockets as he trotted down the stairs, making his way to the entrance of the University. Shaking his head, he tried his best to push the thought of the spell he’d been working for days to master from his mind. Despite his blase and tough-guy exterior, the big secret was that Reginald actually took his studies very seriously. He was harder on himself than anyone else could have ever been, and it bugged him more than anything when he couldn’t master something easily. “Yo.” He called to the figure standing outside, pushing the door open and stepping into the night air. “You ready?” Plucking a cigarette from behind his ear, he stuck the butt-end between his lips before snapping his fingers, mind focused on a simple flame spell, which produced a small dancing flame from his fingertips. Lighting the cigarette, he inhaled deeply as he began to walk. “You go to the Drum often?” @dorseyintheskyx

[leochantisallspiders]

Oh no. Here goes.

L:otus Eaters by The Mechanisms

E:lysian Fields by The Mechanisms

O:ne Bullet by Escape the Clouds

C:onfession of Jack Bonnie and Sally Clyde by Frenchy and the Punk

H:eist Ho! by Steam Powered Giraffe

A:lice by The Mechanisms

N:o Happy Ending by The Mechanisms

T:he Marriage of Bigfoot & Mothman by The Forgetmenauts

I: Want A Tall Skinny Papa by Sister Rosetta Tharpe and Lucky Millinder & His Orchestra

S:o You Wanna Marry Daisy by Spence Hood

A:cross the Sea by The Cog is Dead

L:ucy by This Way To The Egress

L:ackadaisy Electroswing! by Freeced

S:teampunk Revolution by Abney Park

P:alle! Palle! Palle! by Bear McCreary

I:’ll Wait Another Year by Jessica Law

D:owned And Drowned by The Longest Johns

E:verything Stops For Tea by Professor Elemental

R:ose Red by The Mechanisms

S:tarscrap by Steam Powered Giraffe

@urlocalsupermarketofendocrinosis @herwinds @lillianlilie @pipileo @steam-powered-chaos @starlonkedd @transbot-brian @keneshaellis7 @skyisclear @saturn--n @call-me-dj @drunkspacearchivist @whisperofthewild @theindescribable1 @astrid4189 @thefandomlifechoseme @persephone-tim @thefroggypond @carmillatism @all-hail-ball-g0d @timothy-gunpowder @finleyforevermore @daksicavalry @cashew-is-cracked @cobalt-knave @skytlake @oh-my-muffins @void-the-bear I’m tagging a whole bunch of people because I am not counting my username letters

Tag game by @genxrocker! Pick a song for each letter of your URL, and then tag that many people!

Thanks for the tag @thewrongshop!

C - Crossfire by Stephen

O - Old King Cole by The Mechanisms

B - Bury Me Low by 8 Graves

A - Another Cog In The Machine by The Cog Is Dead

L - Last Saskatchewan Pirate by the Derina Harvey Band

T - Torture Tango from Spies Are Forever

K - Kids In America by Kim Wilde

N - Noel's Lament by annapantsu

A - An Unhealthy Obsession by Blake Robinson Synthetic Orchestra

V - Villains pt 1 by Emma Blackery

E - Eat Your Young by Hozier (fun fact, for some reason, this is one of the few songs that I can listen to while writing, so my "writing playlist" is just different covers of Eat Your Young)

tagging @lucymason217 @generic-internet-name @leochantisallspiders @the-poppy-outie-effect

[daltondomhunter]

[sublucasparker]

After seeing Dylan’s post, Lucas placed his phone on the end table and slid from his position on the couch down to the floor. Settling on his knees, he crawled to where Dylan was, looking up at him with a grin, arms reaching to place his palms on the Dominant’s knees. “I love you, Sir. So much. Have I told you that recently?” @dylanwentworth​