𝒞𝐻𝐸𝑅𝑅𝒴 𝔹𝕆𝕄𝔹 !

kyrie, archer, ezra, ryuichi & quinn // penned by rose

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recognizing the voice, he hesitates behind the door. he doesn’t want to see ryuichi, especially in the middle of the night, after what happened a few hours prior, but it soon becomes obvious the musician is not sober. over the year they’ve known each other, the older has wormed his way under day’s walls without him noticing and no matter how much he denies it, dayuan cares for ryuichi, cares for his well-being. damn him. “i’m not your b—” the words die out on his tongue as he takes in the state the other is in, his eyes widening as blood runs down his face. worried, he doesn’t think twice before taking his shirt off and using it to stop the bleeding from his nose. “you’re a fucking mess,” he says as he ushers him inside and leads him into the living room where he orders him to sit down on the couch with his head down and to pinch the soft part of his nose while he gathers supplies. he comes back with a bowl of water and an unopened bottle of water. “what happened to your date?” he waits a good few minutes to make sure the nosebleed has stopped before he cleans the blood off his face. “why do you do this to yourself?” he asks, his voice uncharacteristically soft.

ryuichi doesn’t hesitate for a second, and leaps into day’s arms when the younger finally opens the door for him. standing on his tippy toes, he nearly sends dayuan staggering backward with a bear hug. “babyyy,” he squeals with delight, the playful grin on his face stretching wider. the concerned look etched into day’s features doesn’t alarm him at all. in fact, ryuichi finds it quite amusing that the boy immediately ushers him inside, and starts tending to his nosebleed right away. much to his surprise, he even takes off his shirt and offers it to him to stop the bleeding. “oof, you sexy, sexy boy,” he murmurs, voice distorted from pinching his nostrils, then replies with a chuckle, “uhuh, your fucking mess.” as dayuan leans in, and wipes the blood off of his face with a wet cloth, ryuichi’s eyes drift down to his broad shoulders, chest and flat tummy. “who? oh yeah, i got bored of him.” shamelessly oogling the younger, he licks his lips, and his features immediately scrunch up at the slight taste of copper. “where is yours, mhm?” even in his current state, ryuichi feels pangs of jealousy hit his chest at the thought of dayuan going on a date with another guy. he inches closer to the other boy, and buries his face into the crook of his neck. his lips graze over his skin, tasting him, finding the pulse at the base of his throat and possessively starts sucking on it, wanting dayuan's heart to beat only for him. “and does your date know you only want me yet, day-day?”

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yuta for @yongs 🌹

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like in a movie and in the most cliché way, his reunion with quinn consists of running into the younger’s very firm body while his nose is buried in his phone. his brain short circuits and everything around him slows down when he looks up (when did this happen?) and locks eyes with him. the first few months after their breakup, he wished with his entire being that he would reunite with the younger, that they’d resume their relationship where they left it. three years later, he’s made peace with living the rest of his life without the love of his life. or has he? “no, absolutely fucking not.” first, his former best friend who disappeared for an entire year. then, his first love that he hasn’t seen since their breakup three years prior. taeho has had up to there with unexpected reunions. he unfreezes and turns on his heels to walk away. he can’t do this right now. “no, no, no, no.” 

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it took a hot second for quinn to recognize his former flame, now dressed in tight, provocative clothing that left very little to be desired, and his hair dyed in a bright blue color. granted, taeho’s style had always been a little bit out there, by quinn’s standards, but seeing him now makes it obvious that living under the same roof as quinn’s strict, conservative parents must have really limited his expression of individuality. the younger is just as dumbfounded as taeho when he runs into him. three years had passed since he had broken off all contact with him. not because he wanted to, but because he was beyond terrified of the feelings he had developed for him. it was a dangerous game that they were playing, dating each other in secret. quinn knew that taeho wanted more, but pursuing a real relationship was out of the question. in the end, quinn couldn’t take the other pressuring him to move away with him, so he felt like he had no choice but to end things with him. of course he felt guilty for hurting taeho’s feelings, but compared to telling his parents the truth about his sexuality or ghosting on them, it was still the lesser of two evils. “taeho...” his voice is soft, almost inaudible. as their eyes meet, quinn can feel his heart pounding against his ribcage. his ex-boyfriend’s dramatic reaction doesn’t surprise him, but his words sting nonetheless. the thought of taeho hating him upsets him more than he cares to admit. “i....” his mind draws a blank. conversations about feelings have never been the former jock’s strong suit. “taeho, i.... wait, don’t go!” 

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“and whose fault is that? you introduced me to near all of my ex boyfriends or had a hand in them meeting me.” he avoids the felix subject entirely though the blush on his cheeks deepens. he grabs a pile of clean towels in the drawer and throws them all at once at his head. this time ezra doesn’t have time to dodge. “no offense but i’d rather kiss a cactus than kiss you again. stay away, ezra yi,” he squirms away and holds up the spatula in his hand in a threatening manner. “you can’t hold a secret for the life of you, you overshare way too much, your ego can barely fit in our ginormous apartment,” he lists. “should i go on?” echo adores him, truly. “we didn’t hit it off, we know each other.” sort of. “remember the photographer i told you about? the one i see everyday while i walk lucky at the park? it’s him.” again, he brushes off his question about his night with the younger man. how it went is no one’s business but his own and felix’s. 

“uh, fault? you know, that makes it sound like me getting you laid is a bad thing, and that can’t be right,” ezra grinned, amused with echo’s disgruntlement. as much as the other tries to deny it, ezra knows that deep down inside, the shy wallflower is happy and grateful that he introduced him to so many guys. for ezra, these type of interactions came naturally, but he knew that certain type of people needed a little bit of a push, for their own sake. his face scrunched up when echo started attacking him with towels. “hey, cut it out, you little minx!” he laughed, and tightly wrapped his arms around the smaller, effectively immobilizing his arms, and pressed another kiss on top of his head. “i know, right? you’re so lucky to have me, echo. just think about how boring your life would be if you had never met me,” he countered, with a playful chuckle. it was obvious from the way echo was avoiding his question that the older male was more into his hook-up than he wanted to admit, so ezra didn’t hesitate to push him on the subject. “uhuh. you should ask him out on a date. i can give you his number, if you want.” 

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“Oh, you have got to be kidding me,” she muttered under her breath as her gaze settles on to a familiar figure in the lobby. She cocks her head to the side, the smallest tight-lipped smile upon her lips as their eyes met. She and Ezra were ancient history, their relationship having gone up in flames, and though Lark is so over him, as she always said to anyone who asked, she was always the type to never forget. “You live here too?” // @chvrrysbcmb​

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the familiar high pitched voice made him physically recoil, the same way the sound of nails on a chalkboard would. ezra’s eyes widened in horror when he turned around and locked his gaze on his ex-girlfriend. “what do you mean, live here too?” this had to be some kind of nightmare, or at the very least a prank for that ridiculous reality tv-show of hers. “what are you doing here, lark? come on, you can’t tell me that they’ve let you out of the psyche ward this early?”

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closed starter for @obsvssions​ / river

admittedly, ezra felt a little tricked upon discovering that the guy who he spend new year’s eve with was none other than his former high school best friend river choi. in his defense, the male looked nothing like his dorky and awkward former self, with his bleached hair, contacts, and his toned body covered in ink. though the other had refused to give him his name, it didn’t take much sleuthing for the resident gossip to find out his identity. right now, ezra was ready to confront him, so he shamelessly slid past the male when he opened the door to his apartment, and casually sauntered into the living room. “what? don’t look at me like that, baby. i know you missed me,” he smirked, cocking his head to one side as he held the male’s gaze. “isn’t that right, river?” 

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lethal

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closed starter for @renowd​ / daeil

“seriously, what happened to all the eye-candy in this damn coffee shop?” ezra complained to his friend, pulling a disgusted, judgemental face as his eyes scanned the room. “lately, all i see are middle aged woman in yoga pants and eleven year olds with iphones. i mean, the coffee here is great and all, but maybe it’s time for us to switch to starbucks, d.” 

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closed starter for @undestineds​ / saint

"why do eighty-five percent of men look like they just crawled out from under a damn bridge all the time?” kyrie groaned dramatically, as he continued to swipe left on his phone. “i know some trolls love to pull that whole ‘it’s who you are on the inside that matters’, but no one cares that you’ve read a book or two if you look like a whole goblin, stuart.”

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closed starter for @sercnitism​ / benji

“i’m just so confused as to why this keeps happening. guess i must have really underestimated my undeniable sexual magnetism, huh? or maybe you all just slept on it,” archer jokes, after he finishes telling his friend benji all about his lucky hook-up streak. “okay, so what i didn’t mention to you yet is that i’ve been sleeping with a dude. so yeah, i guess that’s a thing now.” 

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closed starter for @ssoulchiid​ / sunny

“scorpios are jealous? please, what do i, koujima ryuichi, have to be jealous of?” ryuichi scoffed, tucking his wavy black hair behind his ear. while the arrogant rockstar was amused when sunny elaborated on the positive traits of his star sign, and thought they all suited him just fine, he was less thrilled about the negatives one. “that doesn’t even make any sense. whoever came up with that was just biased, or simply jealous of the superior scorpio.”

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closed starter for @rylvnds​ / ryland

though quinn wasn’t exactly known to shy away from the bottle at fraternity parties, drugs were still very much out of the recent graduate’s comfort zone, which was something he used to pride himself in. however, the pressure at work, combined with the stress of moving to the other side of the country was slowly getting to the young male, which is why he had let his neighbour talk him into giving pot a try. “so, how do you...smoke it?” confusion was written all over quinn’s face as the boy handed him a small, plastic bag. “i’ve never rolled a joint,” he confessed softly, slightly embarassed to admit something like that to a drug dealer. “can’t you do it for me? i can pay you extra.” 

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╰ ♡ ✧ ˖ ( jung yoonoh , twenty-one , cismale & he/him ) is that QUINN LEE from apartment number FIVE on the FIFTH FLOOR ? i heard he’s a HEIR TO A SHIPBUILDING EMPIRE, and rumor has it he’s known to be RESPONSIBLE & AMBITIOUS , but then again , he can also be STUBBORN & QUICK-TEMPERED . considering everything going on , it’s no wonder he’s hiding the fact that ( REDACTED ) . 

meet quinn, aka the newbie in the apartment building. moved in about two weeks ago, and is still settling in, and adjusting to life on the west coast. 

quinn was born in new york city, and is the oldest and only son of a business mogul. the lee family are the owners of a shipbuilding empire in south korea & new york, and are in the process of expanding to san fran, hence why quinn moved. my boy is fresh out of business school, and is nervous but also excited to start it all up. 

quinn was born into conservative catholic family, and growing up, he pretty much took over his parents’ close-minded beliefs. 

his views began to change once he went to high school, and started developing feelings for another boy. it was a confusing time for him, and his sexuality is still not something he’s 100% comfortable with, mostly because he knows his parents would disown him if they ever found out. 

experimented a bunch in college, but he has managed to keep it all on the down-low, and as far as he knows, his parents aren’t even remotely suspicious ( yeah, my boy isn’t the brightest crayon in the box. his mom totally knows rip. ) 

quinn is pretty much your stereotypical douchey jock / gym rat with a temper, but also surprisingly soft and sensitive on the inside. 

as i’ve said before, he’s new in the building, so it might be a little harder to plot with him, but i’d love to get some threads going! don’t be shy to message me if you want to plot something fun!

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STARTER CALL !!  -   yeah, it’s that time again. you know the drill, like or reply to this post for a starter for one my boyos. 

♡ = random starter    /   reply = specify muse(s)

quinn lee ( 0/3 )

archer park ( 0/2 )

ryuichi koujima ( 0/2 )

ezra yi ( 1/1 )

kyrie song ( 0/1 )