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b. ferreira . 21 . sophomore . moris

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ezekielv​:

“Yeah, good. Sorry. Perplexing compliment, almost better if I had waited a moment to respond rather than just spew the first thought that came to mind.” Zeke wasn’t concerned, not really. He was more surprised that Blue had another layer, likening humans to an onion was seeming more realistic lately. “Dancing for fun used to be my thing, y’know? Used to go to shows just to do it. Fell out of love with it, though. You ever find yourself concerned with how weird other people look doing it and then you fear you look that way, as well?”

“Oh! Then..thank you? But I do like to hear your first thoughts. I get full honesty from you, my favorite.” She smiled, the kind of dreamy smile one only got from being a few colorful drinks in. Under any other circumstances she would’ve been disappointed to hear dancing wasn’t such an enjoyment anymore, but instead she found her smile growing as she took his hands into hers. “Dancing is joy, though! As long as you’re having a good time, do not care.” She instructed in a flutter of giggles, her lower lip caught between her teeth for a moment as she looked up at him. “You could never look weird, anyway..trust me.” Blue nodded, vision blurring for a millisecond before she was back again. “So..dance with me?” There was a pout like presence on her lips, hips still instinctively moving to whatever beat filled the speakers.

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aarondelgaado​:

“Wooo!” he continued arms moving to raise above his head, drifting just shy of her as they did so. Their head lolled back slightly as they bounced again, sighing deeply as they did. Loud music pounded on in the background but Aaron could know longer make out distinct notes, and it took a moment to kick in when someone bumped into them from behind stumbling forward. His fingers reached for hers in a desparate search for stability for they only served to begin pushing them both to the ground. “Oh shoot, sorry.” And then the let go, allowing themselves to fall by themselves to the side. 

Regardless, she still ended up on the ground after all the commotion. Blue stayed on the ground in a fit of giggles when they’d gotten pushed to the ground, laying on her back as stars sprawled before her eyes. She was just a bit shy of the edge with how much she’d enjoyed for the night, though reality sunk in to the part of her mind that could still register what was happening that made her sit up and look at the other. “Oh no, I have failed.” Blue told them with another giggle, her accent sweet in her words as she slowly began to rise to her feet once more.

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finnbach​:

He wouldn’t have been surprised to hear that she’d not heard of Atlantic Rim; it was a movie whose only real fame was being an episode of MST3K. Actually, he was slightly surprised as she nodded along, though he got a lingering feeling it was just for politeness. In return, he silently vowed not to bring up that piss-poor excuse for a film again. “Sure, I think it’s just down the hall this way.” He started walking, though taking a glance over his shoulder to ensure she was following. “So, what made you want to come out to the exhibit tonight? A love for the fine arts, or the free booze?”

Blue nodded and followed along closely, though her eyes couldn’t help but wander the surrounding area curiously. She reached out and gripped the back of his shirt to at least make sure she didn’t lose him in the crowds of people, that way she could look around without the worry of getting lost. She shrugged at his question, because in all honesty she had no real reason to be joining in with all the commotion tonight. But if she had to give an answer, so far the art was what drove her to keep going. “I think..I wanted to let loose a bit tonight..I do not really do much often, and all the art rooms are just.. tão tão bonito.

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ezekielv​:

“Sure, I mean, interesting look for you,” Zeke offered with a shrug of his shoulders. He wasn’t sure what he thought of it and he figured it wasn’t exactly his opinion she was looking for, so he shook his head. “Definitely not your usual look, but I’m not complaining. As long as you still feel, y’know, yourself or whatever.” Taking a long sip of his beer, he narrowed his eyes. “What’d you just say then, anyway? You’re making me want to take on a second language.” 

“Interesting..good?” Blue questioned with a hint of hesitation in her voice, momentarily looking passed him as if a fit of butterflies had begun a translucent dance behind his shoulders. Probably a sign she needed to slow down from what she wasn’t exactly used to. “You sound very concerned about me being myself, no?” She still couldn’t help but smile, her hand still on his shoulder before sliding away and pushed a few stray dark locks from her blocking her eyes. “I said let us dance the night away! Maybe I can help you to learn Portuguese this semester, more time to see my big cuddly best friend. He gives the best kisses, would not believe.”

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aarondelgaado​:

Skin slid against skin; an easy intimacy that felt no need to hide in that moment. The music pounded as they rocked their body around, fingers dragging across someone’s arm as their eyes flutter gently. It’s an enjoyable sensation, gripped by the way that it felt when they stumbled to the ground suddenly aware of their movements in a way that they previously weren’t. “Oh,” they breathed, thoughts stumbling around. “Yeah, hi. Sorry, I don’t speak Porteguese but woo!” They laughed, snorting as they did so.

Blue couldn’t help the melodious chuckle that fell from her lips, though at this point just about anything would’ve made her laugh. The room was spinning and she was too far into her own enjoyment––what could possibly go wrong? “Oh! So sorry, I said we shall dance the night away! So yes, woo!” She agreed with a hand in the air before it was sliding down the curve of her frame to dance once more. Her eyes fluttered closed naturally, the sweet aroma still filling their noses as another dreamy sigh escaped her.

[ferreiranotferrari]

‘Best to link fingers, grasp at hips to avoid separation.’ That seemed to be the aura of the Yayoi Kusami room Blue had resided in, though she hadn’t exactly came with any one person to stick to this rule. A solid few drinks in and the aftermath of taking on a little more than she was used to had left the room sparkling in monumental brown eyes. There was a dreaminess to her smile as her hips moved with the vibrations of the music echoing throughout the room. Hands on her here and there and absolutely lost in the experience of it all. She’d taken a page out of Lana’s book in what appeared to be one of her more risqué fashions, having decided that tonight wouldn’t be one of worry or thoughts. Blue couldn’t recall the last moment she let herself have complete freedom, enjoy the world like she once had even in Brazil. She turned and rested a hand on another for balance after a fit of dizziness caught up with her, chocolate hues glossy as they met theirs with that same sweet grin. “Magical, yes? Vamos dançar a noite toda!” @radopens​

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finnbach​:

“See, that’s what they should be going for: warmth. Art should make you feel something. I find it really hard to believe that random splats on a canvas make someone feel something. It’s like that old movie, uh… Atlantic Rim. It had all the trademarks of a standard film, it had a story-line, it had antagonists, it had a conflict… but it was just so haphazardly thrown together. You didn’t feel anything for the main characters, who were all kind of terrible people. You didn’t care about the conflict because there was no real build-up to it. It was just bits and pieces of movie tropes thrown at the film. That’s how I feel about Pollock. Pollock is like Atlantic Rim.” He sat up, looking the woman up and down briefly with blood-shot eyes. “Yeah, sure. What room are you thinking? I haven’t checked out the Margaret Keane one yet, but as long as it’s not the Pollock room, I’m down for whichever.”

She had absolutely no idea what movie he was talking about, though she played along and nodded with furrowed brows like there was a deep understanding there. But, what he was saying had a lot of agreeable truth. The fact of the matter was, this room was giving them zero on the scale of emotions and they were both over it. “I didn’t have any particular room in mind so..Margaret Keane will be good, sounds a bit more um––thrilling?” She mused, maybe a bit lost in translation when it came to commenting on things as she sat up and made herself get up. She adjusted her skirt with a few movements before she took a hazy step and balanced herself out with a smile in his direction. “Lead the way?”

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Finn wandered the halls, from the Jackson Pollock exhibit to the Picasso fun-house, and finally he found himself in the Van Gogh room, partaking in one of the joints offered and finding himself a space to sprawl out, arms tucked beneath his head as he stared up at the ceiling. “Art is weird, man,” he said to the person who had taken a spot next to him. “I mean, I say that as a film major, but like… Art is so weird. Like, I look at Pollock’s work, and I want to be into it, but I don’t feel anything… but everyone else looks at his art and they’re like, ‘I totally get it!’ ” He rolled onto his side, holding his head up with a propped up arm. “Am I missing something about his art? I feel like everyone sees some deep story behind his work, and I’m like… dude. You know? I mean, I’m not saying he isn’t an artist. I just… feel like I’m looking at one of those magic eye 3D puzzles, but I can’t see what everyone else is, and I want to. I want to see that fucking dolphin or weather balloon or what-the-fuck-ever everyone else is seeing.”  ( @radopens )

[ferreiranotferrari]

The longer she stared at the work there more she would agree, but then again art had plenty of firsts for her so it was hard to pinpoint exactly. She just pursed her lips and stared for a few moments longer, a bit lost in the atmosphere of cloud in the room before turning to him with a bit of a dreamy look in her eyes. She wasn’t one to partake in joints unless the scenery called for it, so this was an interesting neutral at the moment for her. “Well..if I’m being honest I don’t get it either. But there’s also just..other artists that I see and I just..it makes me feel warmth.” She shrugged, a sweet smile fluttering on perfectly plump mauve lips like she’d just kissed a perfectly ripened peach. “Maybe we should be looking elsewhere? Peut-être des œuvres d'art différentes?”

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frvyas​:

the frida kahlo room served as a transitory spot for most, to grab their drinks and then move on. two freshmen lingered, though, making their rounds from bowl to bowl, sampling each one, gradually losing balance, cross-eyed and all. “bets on who’s gonna go down face first tonight? personally, i’ve got my eye on the tall, lanky kid. he’s winced with every sip. definitely a lightweight,” freya ascertained, bringing her own cup of magenta to her lips. a tiny grimace followed, not yet used to its’ stringency – might as well have been rubbing alcohol dyed purple. “twenty bucks he runs to the toilets or collapses. what’d you say?” @radopens​

There was definitely a motherly tendency that normally would have flowed from Blue for the freshman in any other setting, but seeing as they were more inclined to experiment and let loose on their own she didn’t feel the need to. Besides, she was feeling a few types of ways herself so she wasn’t exactly in the right position to be playing mother to anyone. It was convenient that her own den mother was beside her in this adventure. “Toilet, definitely toilet––you?”

[philcmena]

( @radopens​ )

philly hung from the mouth of the dinosaur model like she’d been crushed beneath its’ teeth, limbs sticking out from between tooth gaps like the bars of a cage - that’s what the mouth had felt like; a cage. it hadn’t been a particularly large exhibit - only eight feet tall - but she still had managed to find herself stuck between jaw. hardly minded it, though - felt natural, almost, like every time she’d gotten stuck on a tree’s branches. “hello,” she greeted a passerby, bent upside down - secure in the dinosaur’s mouth and narrowly avoiding tooth against spine, “it seems i’ve gotten very stuck. do you have a drink on you? i’m quite parched.”

[ferreiranotferrari]

She had to admit, the current state of the other had a faint giggle falling from her lips like a woodland faerie hiding a secret. There weren’t many to be amused by when it came to these wild events––mostly because everyone seemed to either be getting high in the same way or acted like one blended version of a drunk that spawned out of college. Blue had only one drink so far, a second in her hand that hadn’t yet been touched as she held it out to her with a nod and warm smile. “If it’s anything..you do look sort of um, cool? Hanging out of the mouth. You’re part of the show.” The raven haired girl affirmed with pursed lips, tilting her head slightly to one side. “Do you need help getting out, though..?”

[ferreiranotferrari]

three pet peeves?

Oh, meu deus. Chewing very loudly and spitting everywhere, when people talk slower to me because they think I don’t understand them, and attitudes for no real reason to name uh, a few.

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what's something you're most proud of?

I think..just that I was able to come here to go to school, for my parents being able to help me get a better education. Starting a new life here on my own and everything with very little.

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✆✉% for freya

Send “✆” for a MORNING text. 

[txt] Ive got the uh..bed head? Okay and need uh, assistance with a wad of tangles in my hair..PLEASE. Also i’m out of apple juice so if u could bring that too ty ily

Send “✉” for a text that WASN’T SENT.

[txt] I’ve never had a sister or any close girlfriends so..I hope you know how much your friendship really means to me, like more than anyone else. Irmãs pela vida.

Send “%” for a CURIOUS text.

[txt] this guy just texted me asking about a ‘hit and quit?’ what is that? is this ok after one date? 

@frvyas

[ferreiranotferrari]

do you have a crush on zeke?

...I feel attacked.

@ezekielv

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if you had to fight 3 people on campus, who would you fight - and who are the two people you would want backing you up?

Well I’d have Lana and Freya back me up but fighting wise? I don’t think there’s anyone to fight, much less three people. Talvez apenas Jason Stathom saia do campus só para ver se eu conseguiria.

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if you could live anywhere in the world where would it be?

Brazil, no doubt about it.

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sexiest on campus? be honest. no holding back.

My dearest role model Freya, of course. The confidence and beauty? *chef’s kiss*

@frvyas