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The tinkling chime came right as he wrapped his fingers around the device and scared a little yelp out of him (though it seemed more like scaring a little noise from a pile of blankets more than anything) and the answer he revives into quote what he’s looking for. Oh. Oh shoot.

[txt; unknown] Oh no! I’m so sorry!!

Marci liked to think he’s managed this whole technology thing and was a little bit better to misread numbers and send texts to the right place, but apparently not. But then again when a second text comes a minute later, it has Marci sitting up in a second, glancing towards his door as if this stranger gonna walk right in that moment.

But then his stomach let out the loudest rumble and right– he had skipped breakfast today in order to sleep longer and the only lunch he had was an apple and then another after practice.

[txt; unknown] …. I’m up for some food.

And a moment’s though before he was tacking on,

[txt; unknown] but… you’re not like someone mean, right?

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It's only at the second reply from the mysterious stranger that Wufan realises the possibility of the person not residing in Fabeln. The thought makes him choose his words a little more carefully, unsure if the academy is intended to remain in secrecy -- and even then, to what extent? [txt; unknown] It's not a problem! [txt; unknown] Do mean people usually give out free food? After a few moments of reading back over the text, he figures that's as reassuring as his response will get and glances over at his home-made lunch with a little hesitation. It takes him only a moment to decide to box it all up, the amount being more than sufficient for two, even considering Wufan's appetite, before pushing it into a canvas bag and all the while revising and re-writing the phrasing of his next question in his head. Whose child are you? Are you normal? Are you royalty? [txt; unknown] What hall are you in?

#fbxmarcello #( & reply. )

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↣ how to screw up in one breath. ↤

after getting all his things in his satchel, cam takes a deep breath and scans the room. there’s not many members left; he might as well go for it while he can muster a moment of confidence. he almost marches over to the older boy until he’s standing before him, clears his throat, and blurts, “can you date me?” wait, no. fuck.

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wufan enjoys the simple tranquility of the writing club, the comfortable companionship and peace allowing him to think and write with little worry and few thoughts on his mind. despite always feeling a little out of place due to his towering height, the son of mulan gets the sense that, in the writing club, at least, no one even notices. as it is his favourite hobby, wufan is always sure to cook some home-made snacks to bring to the club, just in case someone gets a little hungry. it's not often that anyone asks for some, though, and he's always too shy to offer any out, and so he's usually left munching on the treats all by himself, even during meetings. he's always sure to keep to himself as much as a six foot tall man can, but he hasn't been completely oblivious to the eyes on him. it's with a sigh of relief that he gets up from his chair at the latest meeting, relieved to possibly have the weight of someone's gaze on him gone but simultaneously filled with a little bit of guilt -- what if the person was just very hungry and envious of his food? chewing on his lower lip and considering the idea of putting his food out on the table every meeting from now, wufan doesn't notice the younger boy approaching him until he's right at his side and speaking. "i-- what?" date? wufan is only slightly familiar with the idea, a childhood 'crush' and xiuqi's love stories flitting through his mind. once he gathers the sensibility to look at the one who the words had come from, he notices his embarrassment, and writes the offer off as a slip of the tongue. but... how does he reply? um. "uh, hi. i'm wufan."

#fbcam #( & reply. )#ME SCREAMING IN BG

fbjackie:

[ ✉ cooking mama ] ??? UR GETTING MARRIED ??? [ ✉ cooking mama ] BUT UR IN HIGH SCHOOL [ ✉ cooking mama ] WHO PROPOSED TO U [ ✉ cooking mama ] CAN I ASK MY DAD TO MAKE AN ICE SCULPTURE

( sms › jackie frost ) Well, there wasn’t really any proposal... ( sms › jackie frost ) Me and Cam just decided that being married would be better for our daughter! ( sms › jackie frost ) We were going to keep it ‘low-key’, though...

#fbjackie #( & reply. )

sunswrites

“What if I do not feel like telling?” She sticks out her tongue then before humming in agreement and nodding at what seems to be a serious problem the school was experiencing at the moment. “I’ll make sure that everyone on the team is doing their stretches properly and not skipping any steps. I do not know why people would use to skip over such important steps of the stretching exercise.” Having body aches are not fun at all and she was sure that the both of them know that better than anyone else. “If Teacher Zhang was here at our school, I do not think the school would be experiencing this serious problem.”

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“Then you’d be the worst little sister,” Wufan threatens without pause, but it’s completely empty. His affection for Xiuqi is undeniable, alongside neverending. “They might just not have been taught the importance of it as we had been -- but if it has been becoming such a wide-spread problem, they might just listen to an experienced voice.” A firm nod bobs his head, sure that the problem is, while affecting many, on the verge of coming to an easy end. “While Teacher Zhang is very modest and kind, I doubt that he’d fancy spending his time in an academy.” The brief mention of home causes a rise of a smile to his lips, but it lasts only a moment before contorting into a confused frown. “But what about those who are experiencing these kinks but don’t participate in sports?”

#fbxiuqi #( & reply. )

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fbxiaoli replied to your post:fbwufan replied to your post: “Cam!” She runs up…

self fucking is a Sin

(( so………. nothing new for u or???

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SINFULLY PLEASURABLE AMIRITE

(( ty for the reminder i never directed everyone to ur pile of old receipts

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#imma... sit out of this one pce #( & ooc. )

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guys

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whos this... seems like a cool guy

#( & ooc. )#cool egg #but not as cool as wufan #not wufan

fbxiuqi:

“I’m not interested in anyone in the school, though.” The people she has met so far are nice and lovely to look at but there is no one yet that has caught her eye. “Speaking of school, are the p.e teachers not teaching everyone proper stretching? Because people are apparently having kinks and that is worrisome, knowing that people are suffering from so many body knots.”

“If you were, I have to be the first to know.” Wufan gives a firm nod, arms crossing over his chest. “Kinks? I haven’t had any problems in my classes...” Frowning with the memory of such an ache, the boy’s brow furrows. “You should check that everyone’s doing it properly in cheerleading, and I’ll check wherever I’m around. Not stretching properly is dangerous -- and kinks are horrible.”

#fbxiuqi #( & reply. )#my icon use is a mess #IM SO DONE W TUMBLR ROARS

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“it is relieving to know that I do not have to start looking into having cats to keep me company for the rest of my life.”

“that all still depends on your choice, kid.”

#fbxiuqi #cats > alistair #( & reply. )#*tapes blindfold to xiuqi's eyes to save her from hoewarts*

Who would you allow to date your sister?

... hm.

it’s not really my place to deny her a relationship... but passing big bro’s test is a must. she’s a bit naive, so i wouldn’t be surprised if someone tried to take advantage...

#( & answered. )#fbxiuqi #q 1 in big bro's test #what animal would u be reborn as #Anonymous

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@fbwufan

aloysius wouldn’t say he had many friends, just an influx of them for whenever he needed to be out from the dorms. his roommate wasn’t bad, they got along on perfect levels but still. he deemed a limited amount of time spent together would make him feel less annoying.

sometimes, he would wonder around the academy by himself to see just what kind of trouble he could get in. well technically, trouble he could avoid. he wouldn’t want to risk his spot in any of his clubs suspended after all. he was just searching. let’s leave it at that.

it wasn’t unusual to find someone alone. a lone body was someone that aloys could befriend and take under his wing.. or be under their wing? he never thought about that really. he just liked talking to people now.

and so when he saw one lone body, he puffed out his chest and made his way over to them. another friend would be no problem.

“you look lonely. should i keep you some company?”

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wufan offered his company to few people during childhood, preferring to rely on only his trusted younger sister for company. when you’re known to have major importance, there aren’t many people who will approach you with sincerity and a wish for only amity.

unfortunately, his lack of interaction led to a difficulty in making bonds once in a place where it’s more necessary than on a battle ground. with his large stature imposing fear onto many, the son of mulan found it overwhelmingly difficult to even say hello to his classmates.

the blessed appearance of a stranger at lunch meant that, fortunately, he was saved from yet another meal spent alone. at the first glance, the boy’s height would tip wufan off to him perhaps being in the same year -- but a second look gave way to a youth that wan’t found in many wufan had seen in his hall.

“that would be nice, actually,” he made sure to reply quickly, offering a grateful smile and pulling out the chair next to him. his head nodded towards his half-finished lunch, considering a bit of food was a small price to pay for easy companionship; “want some?”

#fbxaloysius #( & reply. )#( & i don't have any icons orz but feel free to use em!!

@fbmargot

wufan didn’t expect to need help upon entering fabeln. he never had any lasting problems with education while in china that would leave him worrying, but after just a month he found himself searching for a tutor to help him with practical maths. it leads him to a girl he had noticed in class before, but hadn’t ever had a reason to approach -- margot. daughter of maleficent, he had been informed, and if he said the idea didn’t strike a little bit of fear into him, he’d have been lying. during his free time both before arriving at and being at the academy, he had become caught up on almost all of the ‘fables’ the students’ parents were mentioned in, and maleficent didn’t seem to be the kindest.

despite his original reservations, margot turned out to not be... too bad. she could be harsh with some remarks, but she was, generally, nowhere close to his expectations.

on one day, wufan’s having a bit more trouble than usual with understanding some formulae and he can pretty much see margot’s cheeks turning redder and redder with frustration. he purses his lips for a minute, confusion and shame written over his face, before leaning back in his chair and dropping his pen. “i-- i can’t!” he tries his best -- he really does! he’s just having a bad day...

#fbmargot #( & reply. )#( & so late and dumb dumb!!! ; ;; ;

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y'all…… when do u stop…..

join in the fun

#fbcam #( & ooc. )#im not gonna stop #not gonna stop till i get my shot #thats who i am this is my plan

@fbcamille

“for the last time, i’m not--” wufan swerves out of the way to dodge a wild strike, a breathless laugh spilling from his lips as he heads to his water bottle, sitting nearly empty at the edge of the room. “you can say please as much as you want. i’m not joining the boxing club.” when he thinks about it, it’s not the sport that he’s opposed to -- it would be silly to be when it’s basically what he had been doing for most of the memorable parts of his childhood -- but rather that he’d have to use his strength to harm those who had done nothing against him. alongside how to fight, wufan had learned the importance of mercy and kindness, and beating up people for a sport didn’t agree with his morals.

camille’s will has been found to be neverending, though, and wufan’s grown accustomed to seeing her pop up with another request for him to join the club daily. he always politely declines, but each time, he tips a bit closer to accepting. resolutely, he won’t let her onto it; he’s very sure that it would only take a little mention of his interest for her to latch on and never let go.

#fbcamille #( & reply. )#what is this!!! i am sorry

fballen replied to your post:all txt ho

�� SO HARD TO CHOOSE ONE TO MAKE A THREAD!!1

all of them :*

#fballen #( & ooc. )#fill my blog up daddy

ツ + ☎️

an EXCITED text.

( sms › captain jaye ) We’re really improving quickly! I’m sure we’ll soon be the best basketball team around!

a RUSHED text.

( sms › captain jaye ) I SWEAR I’M ON MY WAY TO PRACTICE I JUST GOT HELD UP DONT START WITHOUT ME

#fbjaye #( & answered:g. )

all txt ho