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asterism n. a group of stars, a constellation Marci. 21. they/them & she/her. slytherin. mascot: lee hi multimuse, multiverse, multiship. literate, selective. please read rules and characters before interacting!!

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      dean kicked his feet on the table in front of them, popping a cherry into his mouth as he listened lilac speak not being able to help the smile along the curvature of his fuller lips, laughter even spilled past his lips to show his amusement with the story she was sharing with him today. offering the bowl of cherries to lilac now, gaze wonders to the girl sitting beside him, grin still placed on his face, ❛  alright ms. spitfire, crush every boy’s heart along the way.  ❜ the words are playfully spoken, eyes twinkling.

[asterivm]

she’s not shameful enough to reject such a kind offering for the other -- the girls weakness for cherries allowing her slender digits to snatch one up perfectly and place it onto her tongue, curling slightly as she pulls the stem away and allows the tart flavor to coat her mouth. “of course, I’m almost a professional heart breaker by this moment.” she’s not above shooting him a cute look, trying to emphasize her charm to the other. “except yours of course! I have to keep you close and adored until the right moment I can snatch it for my own~” 

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      mia can’t help her laughter at nayoung’s words, fond of the other female sitting beside her. she hands over her barely touched beverage to her now, ❛  alright, reign it in. no need to ride the nearest dick, just drink mine. i need to hold off anyway, i have a performance with dean tomorrow anyhow.  ❜ mia leans over and even pats the girl’s head with a grin.

[asterivm]

greedy fingertips grasp the offered drink and she takes a sip without care, groaning a little at the feeling of the the burning liquid to her raw throat --- she’s probably borderline alcoholism but with how good it tastes...well she might not care. not yet, at least. “not even just dick, I’m a lover of all things beautiful.” she indulges, looking at the girl to her side who she adores. “I’ll totally let you ride my face in thinks, or just rock your world, you know, the good stuff.” she’s making a kissy face to the other, a response to her perfectly timed head pat.

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@asterivm.

      and without a single warning or memo chase leans down and press his lips against jade’s, arms hooking around her petite waist and pulling her up against him. for reasons unexplained he needed closeness. no, chase needed her near and close and he needed affection.

[asterivm]

what was once a book nestled in her hands was now dropped and almost forgotten on the floor near her form --- his sudden assault wasn’t necessarily unwelcome as it was a surprise. he got like that sometimes, she knew, and she didn’t hold back her affections ( not anymore, at least ) and allowed herself the ability to push onto her toes, wrapping her arms around his neck as she allowed her lips to take over his own.

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@asterivm.

       lena carefully crawls into jonghyun’s bed, straddling his waist gingerly as possible, careful not to jostle him too much. hands press on either side of her head as she leans down, lips pressing a kiss to the tip of his nose, ❛  baby! wake up, it’s noon!  ❜ the girl hums this time lips pressing to his neck.

[asterivm]

he as out late because of a rather impromptu home invasion that no one had told him about before hand ad as soon as he stumbled home at five in the morning he had thrown his black out curtains up and had been asleep ever since. perhaps he should have imagined his little minx would get impatient...and yet he wasn’t fully awake even when his arms slipped around her tiny waist and he pulled her closer. “idontwanna.” he slurs, sleep still thick in his words.

[asterivm]

“boys my age can hardly tell their dick from their hand, it’s irritating.” the sassy words filter from past her plump lips almost shamelessly -- the nineteen year old is surprisingly opinionated when it comes to being around her elders but she’s got very little to fear --- which makes her prone to saying the first thing thats on her mind. “this guy came licking his lips like he was thirsty and asked me how much I cost because I was waiting on the corner for the bus -- I told him he couldn’t afford to even look at me.” because he couldn’t, she cost an awful lot for some dude thinking she was a common streetwalker and not the high class escort she really was. @ofsaturn

[asterivm]

“are you going to finish that drink? because I’ll totally finish that.” like she’s finished her three previous shots of tequila and that suspiciously fruity ruby relaxer that was absolutely amazing. “what person do I have to fuck to get another relaxer? because I’d totally do it. that drink was orgasmic.” as everything out of her mouth tended to be crude, or something similiar, they had to be used to her shit by now....at least she hoped so. she didn’t want to walk home. @ofsaturn

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he’s rolling his eyes at her words, trying to show that he’s un-phased by her bluntness, taking a sip from the beer that he had in front of him. he decides to ignore her words, staying silent as she continues, simply looking over at her and taking small sips from the bottle in his hand ❝ i think about fucking every girl, i’ve made up a scenario for almost every girl who’s walked in here ‘cause pussy is addicting. so, i guess you’re not special. ❞ he tells her, offering a shrug of his shoulders, quirking a brow at her following words ‘causing a smirk to blossom on his lips. ❝ you sure have a lot of ideas about what i’m like in bed. can you just like, chill a little. — otherwise you’re gonna get me assuming you’re a sex addict. ❞

[asterivm]

“pussy is definitely addicting, you’re right.” she agrees with him, obviously ignoring his words about being someone who isn’t considered special -- nayoung knows that her body is killer and it’s the fantasy of greater men than the one who is sitting beside her. “you’ll consider me a sex addict? you just admitted you’ve had ideas of fucking every girl in here -- what a cutie, calling the kettle black.” she tips her glass too him messily, laughing a little because god that is amusing. “though I’m totally chill -- I just love sex. it’s nice. I love the human body, it’s amazing. I also have a little pinch of pervert in me so, who cares? it doesn’t help your case of mister bad in bed, now does it?” 

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he can’t tell if this whole situation is slightly uncomfortable or weirdly great — either way, he’s simply in awe, gaze fixated on the girl with his mouth hanging open, her words effecting him in the worst ( or best ? ) way. ❝ it’s not — i mean, i’m not s-sexually uh, frustrated. i mean, i wouldn’t be mad if you sat on my face that, i think, uh would be pretty cool. but.. uh… ❞ & he doesn’t even know where to go from that point, clearly he’s flustered, and somehow, it only gets worse. eyes widening at the feeling of her leg on his and he instinctively looks around to see if anyone else was watching ( no one was ) ❝ um — well, funny thing about feelings… ❞ he trails off slightly, his train of thought veering off somewhere as he focused on taking deep breaths instead. ❝ feelings, yeah so feelings are tricky ‘cause i’m not really that hit it and quit it type of guy. i’m like, a hit it and keep hitting it type, y’know ? ❞

[asterivm]

perhaps he isn’t really sexually frustrated...but he is, seemingly, now in a tizzy because of the rather playful female who doesn’t know when to start. his face happens to be a particularly lovely shade of trying really hard to focus and she can’t help the way it makes her feel --evident, perhaps, by the way she doesn’t relent in her vocal teasing or even in the slow track of her leg as it travels the length of his own tauntingly. “oh, so you want a little taste and then you want the whole meal? I mean, I wouldn’t mind fucking you all the time. you look like you might be fun to tease.” the upfront way she says it is almost second nature, the girls eyes rolling upwards to inspect the ceiling as her fingers lazily draw along the table in patterns she doesn’t even pay attention too. “I didn’t know you were that greedy though -- are you a secret sex fiend? I wouldn’t be surprised...the innocent boys usually are.” 

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      ira opened his mouth and then closed it; completely dumbfounded by her words and logic. ❛  do you think i’m near you by choice?  ❜ he inquires, voice rising an octave out of complete shock. ira realizes now though that miku believed that he wants to be near her and that he enjoys the time spent with her. shaking his head ira looks to her with a brow arched, ❛  i’m not near you by choice, in fact if it was just me and you on this earth and we would have to reproduce i’d kill my self first because that would be sheer torture for me. in fact, if you were the last person left on earth, i’d immediately off myself so I won’t have to deal with you any longer. so no, i don’t wanna get food with you, or do anything with you. i want you to leave me the hell alone.  ❜ ira snaps as he walked towards her, his temper coming out now. with ease he has snatched miku up by the throat, large hand encased around the porcelain flesh of her neck, ❛  if i were you i’d shut up.  ❜

[asterivm]

there is a split second between his anger and his fingers making contact around her neck, rather menacing, that miku has to wonder what the fuck he’s actually doing. he’s been around her long enough to know better than to think something so simple would affect her....and his words? laughable. it’s why it takes no time for her to pry his fingers from against her skin and to throw his hand back from her, snickers falling from her plush tiers at his expense. “what’s funny is that you think that, after all the shit they put me through, I could even have kids. puddin’, the race would die out long before then.” amusement and she’s turned, waltzing into the mouth of his kitchen like she owned the place, so she could begin rummaging for something to snack on. “suit ya’ self babe, I’m gon’ make me a sandwich.” 

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      ira’s eyes narrow at the girl before him, just wanting a moments of peace where miku just didn’t exist anymore. he wanted an alternate universe to escape to where miku couldn’t follow him because fucking hell, he’s never been more annoyed by anyone’s breathing before until this very moment. ira’s arms cross along his broad chest as he stares down at her, ❛  what makes you think i want to be anywhere near you, crazy?  ❜

[asterivm]

“you’re near me right now.” she points out, a slight and tuneless hum leaving her lips as she allows her fingers to leisurely draw down the length of his biceps as she grins. “youve been near me, so stop actin’ like such a hardass all the time and come on so we can get some food.” she’s removed her hand and has beckoned him to follow her by stepping just fractionally to the side. “I swear, ya need to get laid. it’ll wipe that grump right off ya damn face. you’re acting like a beta.” 

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❝ but that’s not my fault — you instigated it & put it in my head, it’s only natural for me to think about. ❞ & he really wants to keep some form of cool, but her words make a blush creep onto his cheeks, the thought only getting worse as she keeps talking. ❝ yah ! would you relax, don’t say that kinda stuff to me. ❞ & he has to shift in his seat, adjusting his jeans just a little because he can’t even try to deny that she’s got him a little worked up already. ❝ besides — we don’t have that kind of relationship y’know. we’re strictly friends, anything else would be really weird, right ?❞ it’s not really a question, it’s more rhetorical than anything, but he still kinda hopes that she’ll possibly argue with him on that last bit.

[asterivm]

“whatever helps you sleep a night, perv.” she whistles, the sound brief and almost pathetic but she’s not going to bring that back up. instead she’s going to watch him with her usual grin plastered on her lips, chin resting right in the seat of her open palm as she watches him kind of dig himself deeper into a whole that she only barely started. nayoung was notorious for being over the top but she was just as notorious for being a tease --- for someone so ridiculous, she was surprisingly promiscuous and very shameless about it. “I am relaxed, you’re the one whose all worked up at the thought of me sitting on your face....you want a taste of me, is that it? tell me, how long have you felt all this obvious sexual frustration?” that’s when she goes in for the kill, allowing the side of her leg to gently travel up his own, back and forth. “mmm, but friends can sometimes make the best partners. there is no barriers, no embarrassment, and you’re definitely not going to catch feelings.”  

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❝ why are we talking about this ? ❞ he asks, quirking a brow up at her words. he feels like maybe he should be accustomed to this sort of thing with her, but she’s ten times more aggressive with her words than normal & he can’t decide really how he feels about it. ❝ i feel like whether i’m the wild type or not, you shouldn’t and are not going to find out. especially in the state that you’re in currently, i don’t fuck drunk girls. ❞ he states nonchalantly, running a hand through his hair.

[asterivm]

“because I brought it up?” she feigns nonchalance, taking another sip of her drink without much care to his obvious dismissal of her. she’s having a good time, enjoying herself, and this debbie downer wasn’t going to ruin her time! nope! not today! “not fucking drunk girls is very admirable, good job glenn coco. I’ll get you those 4 some day.” she’s not even really that drunk...but she is tipsy...happily tipsy. it’s what makes her already shocking statments so much more big and grand than they usually are. “but you say that and yet I know you’ve probably thought about fucking me once or twice. it’s okay man, I’ve seen me in my short skirts...I’d want to fuck me too.” a hum, something curious as she grins. “besides, you’re not bad looking....but I’m not sure if that makes you a bad fuck or a good one...pretty boys usually suck in bed.” 

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                           ♥ ♦ ♣ ♠ ——— with you, I have a full hand again. reblog / follow

[crossedwiire-blog]

☁︎ –– ❝ if i EVER decide to become a crime-fighting shit swizzler, who rooms with a bunch of other little whiners at neverland mansion with some creepy, old, BALD, heaven’s gate-looking motherfucker… on that day, i’ll send your shiny, happy ass a FRIEND REQUEST   !  ❞

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[asterivm]

☪ : my babe.

CHASE: the least i could do

CHASE: i hope you realize how much im smirking right now :)

CHASE: HEY IT'S NOT MY FAULT THAT IT'S MY WEAKNESS :(

JADE: the fact that you're learning is what makes me such a badass girlfriend, good job me.

JADE: I can only imagine...wipe it off or I will personally figure out how to...

JADE: it's not your fault that it's your weakness...it's your fault that you let me figure it out B]

[asterivm]

☪ : jade !

LENA: and we just can't have that tbh

LENA: sdfashdkfja it makes me so happy you think that highly of me, jade

LENA: yes in secret !! and please you probably wreck him with just sweats and a shirt

JADE: we definitely can't...it's chaos. it's chaos.

JADE: well, why wouldn't I? you're my friend, you make jonghyun happy, and you're adorable. that's all I ask.

JADE: making my way downtown, in those boots, turning heads,and I'm sexy. do do do do do do do do

JADE: I slay his life most days....though perhaps not in good ways.