summer stars

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NATALIA!

nat walked out of her hotel room, a towel in one hand and a bottle of jack daniel’s in the other. a mischievous grin adorned her face. “i just found out there’s a hot tub on the roof. wanna join me?” 

it’s an off day for jace which is kind of unusual for how well things have been going lately but also not entirely unheard of. maybe it was their semi recent awkward encounter or maybe it’s just the nip in the air but whatever the reason, it’s not the girl in the hallway extending an invitation up to the hot tub. “the roof? er, won’t you be cold?” obviously, they aren’t referring to the hot tub itself.

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@nicnthesky && @tcronhale

ever since valentine’s, really, it’s felt like nic and jace were building up to something. every time they were left alone, one-on-one, things tended to escalate to a point where they were edging just a little closer, pushing a little further, mounting up tensions until one or the both of them were left frustrated. it wasn’t that jace didn’t want to and he knew nic was willing; the timing just hadn’t worked out for the two of them yet -- they were on a road trip with a whole bunch of their closest friends, after all. ( where anyone else found the time to satisfy certain urges, jace hadn’t the foggiest idea. ) the tent, while they had been paired together, hadn’t exactly been ideal so jace is keen to make up for lost time now that they’re back in a hotel. once the coast was well and truly clear, jace snuck down the hallway which led them to where they were now: jace straddling nic’s narrow hips, kneeling on the bed with his arms looped around the other’s neck to steady himself. he’s light headed both from lack of air and from nic’s overall intoxicating presence and he can’t help the way his lips curl up into a smile, even as they chase after nic’s tongue. he’s very much lost in his own world but he’s happy that nic is lost right along with him.

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NIC!

whenever they’d fall into a whisper and just have a intimate moment likethat, nic worried that his heart was actually going to burst out of his chest. jace’seyes could tell so much – and maybe this was only because nic knew him so wellfor so long – that nic could sometimes just tell what he was thinking lookingat him. jace was naive in the best sense of the word, he was so nice. a goodperson, he deserved so much and nic worried that someday he was going to see thatand decide to find someone who actually deserved him. not nic. “because youlook like a fucking model, everyone is going to be all over you.” he told him,the reassurance coming from him was actually nice. not that he doubted thatjace was going to be around for him – jace was always around. at every partythey went, they arrived and left together and jace never left him for someoneelse. the years had passed but he was sure that his ways still remained. plus,jace wasn’t that big of a party boy anyways. “i can’t wait to dance with you tonight.”a smirk hung from his lips. every partythey ended up at through their earlier days, nic would never hold himself backwhen they played his favorite songs. letting out a sigh, nic looked through hisoptions with careful fingers – not wanting to mess up anything. he jumped onlyslightly when he felt his presence, the kisses being scattered on his skinraising goosebumps everywhere and due to his shirtless status, it was veryvisible. “oh hey,” he whispered as he spoke so close to his ear, kissing hisneck, driving him nuts. he allowed himself to sit on the floor as he turned hisbody towards him instead. “you would like that wouldn’t you?” he told him justseconds before he closed the space between their lips in a kiss that was faraway from soft, his legs instinctively moving around his waist as he pushedhimself forward until he was back on his lap, straddling him.

“a model,” jace chuckles, scrunching up his nose in disagreement. he’s never once considered himself the kind of person to whom people are attracted. maybe it’s more on a personality level -- he doesn’t find himself hideous, after all -- but people just tended to stray away from him in the flirtation department and that was okay. everyone except for nic and a few choice others, of course. even now, jace never really feels especially pretty nor desirable, unless he’s made himself a particularly lovely flower crown which boosts his nearly nonexistent confidence tenfold. he thinks individuals like nic and taron were the aberration from the norm, wanting jace for jace, finding him attractive just as he is. now nic on the other hand... “it’s like you don’t remember all the parties we’ve gone to together in the past,” jace muses softly, nosing along the slope of nic’s neck where they’re cuddled up together. “everyone wanted to be all over you. everyone wanted you.” there’s a pause and a smile. “i wanted you.” he gathers nic up in his arms easily as the other shifts forward to perch on his lap once again. there had been no mistaking the effect jace’s lowered voice and breathy whispers had had on nic and it was almost entrancing to think that he could have that kind of impact at all. he wants to chase more of that reaction, to dot kisses all over nic’s currently bare chest just to see the kinds of responses he would get -- for science, or something -- but then lips are back on his and it’s hard to think at all (a rarity for jace but apparently increasingly common when he’s around nic). a hand slides up to the back of nic’s neck and he indulges in the kiss, eyes flickering shut. at this rate, they may never actually get out of the hotel room but jace can’t seem to find it within himself to stop. not when nic tastes like a dream and feels like a fantasy, all his to touch and hold and kiss. he’s shy in many aspects of his life but he doesn’t want to be, not in this. as he leans forward to deepen the kiss, he tries to communicate wordlessly that yes, he would like that. he likes it a lot, already.

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EZRA!

ezra nodded at jace’s choice of seating. he needed some peace and quiet and, most of all, to be away from all the drama of the group. sometimes, he questioned why he even decided to come along. it was moments like this that made him stop and appreciate the novelty of the trip, however. as he laid back onto the blanket, ezra couldn’t help but laugh. he fumbled for a cigarette in his pocket, and lit it swiftly before turning towards jace. “ah, some fuckin’ peace and quite. amazing,” he remarked with a small smile. 

he’s silently glad ezra only pulls out a cigarette, knowing full well that he’s probably got a joint to roll somewhere he could’ve brought along. they may never see eye to eye on that (and of course, jace is against smoking too but it’s universally legal at least) but he’s not out here to criticize. in fact, if anything, he’s out here for advice. “did ya have a good time? in vegas, i mean. not that, er, this isn’t... well, camping isn’t quite... unless you like it!”

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NIC!

there was nothing that jace could do that would go unnoticed by nic. itwas because he watched him so closely, paid so much attention to him that eventhe slightest of changes would catch his eye. his sudden need to hide his faceaway and the soft crack of his voice, let nic know that he hit a spot. hewouldn’t have guessed that about jace. a perfect example of ‘don’t judge a bookby its cover’. “I am just gonna have to find out then huh?” he says in a softwhisper, his fingernails just gently sliding up his arm that rested sopeacefully around him. this was very hard for nic – being someone who was justso used to the sex parts of every encounter with a man. jace was different, butit didn’t mean he wasn’t thinking about how it’d be for them. it was aconversation they couldn’t escape, no matter how much jace hid away from it.“they won’t believe we went together if we dress alike, but sure honey.” achuckle leaves his lips as he finishes his skin with contour and highlighter,applying the glitter glue with the help of a brush before he used the pads ofhis own finger to press the glitter on his cheekbones – nic loves glitter, buthe could admit it’s hell to work with. “naughty. i like that. maybe i’ll wearmine and i can also slip out of it at some point too. or you could take it offof me.” he knows jace is kidding but he is definitely not. he’d love for jaceto do that, it’s been a fantasy for way too long. “you don’t want to hear whati actually want to do with your face.” he joked between chuckles as he stoodup, blowing the leftover glitter away from his finger in a useless attempt toget rid of it – didn’t work. obviously. “i’m pretty much done, except for lipgloss that we should add only when we’re about to leave. i’m gonna get dressed,okay?” he warned, leaving him with a kiss. it wasn’t like he was going far, theroom wasn’t that big but he was attached already. his shirt was gone in asecond as he leaned down to his suitcase on the floor, completely and extremelyorganized as he looked for a good outfit for the night.

for whatever reason, the light drag of nic’s fingernails against his arms was absolutely driving him wild, perhaps more so than if he had been touching jace in any other way. jace was always one for the little acts of intimacy and the teasing hint of things to come seemed to perfectly embody ‘show, don’t tell’ which is, evidently, a motto that applies to multiple aspects of life. he makes an eager sounding hum and manages to compose himself long enough to glance up at nic with a shy smile. “i’d like for you to find out,” he admits in a voice that’s hardly above a whisper; it’s a good thing that the hotel room is quiet enough to hear a pink drop. jace wonders, absently, if nic has heard the pounding of his heart that’s been practically incessant since the first time they kissed. “why wouldn’t they think we went together?” jace pouts as nic presses on the glitter, some of it raining down jace’s cheeks and ending up on his shirt and lap through no fault of nic’s own. “we’re gonna be matchy matchy plus i’m going to be hanging off of you all night.” as though proving his point, his arms constricted around nic more as he pushes out his lower lip in a pout. it’s not even a lie though, is the thing. with clubbing not being his usual cup of tea, he has no doubts that he’ll want to be in contact with nic at all times during their evening out. it has the added benefit of allowing jace to touch and be touched, and in public too! talking about stripping nic out of his clothes may very well have ended with jace in a stuttering puddle on the floor but then it’s... actually happening. nic’s shirt was fluttering to the floor and oh there was so much skin and. wow. jace is sure that he’s probably supposed to stay put, to wait until nic comes back over to apply the gloss and whatever finishing spray would lock it all into place, but he can’t do that! he can’t, not with nic looking like a snack as he leans over his tidy little suitcase. quiet as he can, jace shuffles off the bed and crosses the room. mentally, he crosses his fingers hoping that nothing smudges nor moves as he tucks himself up against nic’s back. he’s draping himself over his shorter companion, silky shirt brushing against smooth skin. he dots little kisses to the knobs of nic’s spine before pressing a final kiss to the back of his neck. “you can’t go just like this? i mean, it is vegas -- i think you could get away with it! no shirt, no problem!” he’s only confident because nic can’t see the burn of his cheeks (beneath the powder blush that definitely complemented his natural pigment, nic was right).

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TARON!

when taron had heard jace’s soft voice directly behind him, he couldn’t lie and say he wasn’t a little shocked. perhaps jace was playing the same game as taron himself, pretending that everything was completely fine, pretending that he didn’t care about what happened between them, pretending that it wasn’t killing him inside. but then again, what if jace wasn’t pretending at all and maybe he really didn’t care, maybe he really wasn’t hurting. fuck him anyways. if taron was jace, he’d be fine too. he could get anyone he wanted, someone who’s much better than taron and can give him everything, everything that taron tried to give him but clearly it wasn’t enough. when they’d made it to where the pool was, taron didn’t speak again to the other. was he supposed to? yeah they walked there together but they weren’t there together. he tried to be quick taking off his towel, hanging it somewhere along with his cigarettes before climbing into the hot tub- just so he didn’t have to be the one who suffered following the other in. a relieved sigh escaped past his lip as he relaxed back onto the edge of the tub, stretching his arms out comfortably along the edges.

jace was conflicted, caught somewhere between the urge to fill the excruciating silence between them and the desire not to utter a single syllable. the tendency to stay quiet won out and served him well. at least he didn’t say anything embarrassing their entire trip down to the pool room. he half hopes (though without much optimism behind the thought) that taron won’t head for the hot tub, that maybe he’ll want to swim laps or something in the larger pool area. of course, he wouldn’t be that lucky and green eyes trail after taron’s figure as he flits to the one place jace wanted to be most. preferably alone. the whine that escapes his lips wasn’t meant to be audible and probably can’t be heard over the bubbling and splashing but it leaves on his exhale nonetheless. now he has a choice. he could opt for the pool and allow himself to be disappointed by the lack of tension releasing jets and bubbles or he could suck it up and accompany taron to the hot tub. it wasn’t the easiest decision but jace eventually follows after taron’s footprints, peeling his shirt off overhead along the way. he slips into the delightful warmth and closes his eyes. tight. he made the right choice. they owe each other this much, he figures. avoiding each other the past two months clearly hasn’t done them any good and jace isn’t sure he could survive the rest of the trip not talking to the person who had once been his everything. “nice, yeah?” that’s about as far as he’ll go in starting a conversation but, hey, it’s something.

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@mineficlds!

“right here,” jace stops suddenly, the little clearing looking as poison ivy-free as he could make out in the dimmed lighting. he had wanted to step away from the group, needing some alone time with his thoughts; however, being unfamiliar with his surroundings and out of his element, he needed company as well. with the urge to tell someone about the excitement of vegas fresh on his lips, jace could think of no better choice than ezra, knowing it’d be highly unlikely that the other would spill his feelings to anyone. now, he’s setting out a blanket for them so they could lay out, relax, maybe even look at the stars! jace takes the initiative and sprawls out on the plush tapestry, glancing at his friend while he waited for him to do the same.

[sweetmelxdy]

hey

ZAYN - Dusk Till Dawn ft. Sia

“cause i wanna touch you babyand i wanna feel you, tooi wanna see the sun rise and your sinsjust me and you”

based on this meme - not accepting !

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EFFY!

effy: uhhh. got lost in the woods and found a little roadside shop and a man that wants to take photos of me. effy: in other words, help a chickadee out before he decides to pull a muscle in attempt at trying to win me over.

jace: how did you get lost in the woods and find a man? jace: it took me nineteen years to find a man!! jace: how do i help?

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12, 4, 14

4. Last song you listened to

“love you goodbye by one direction.”

12. had sex

“still no, but the last time was less than twelve months ago, okay?”

14. ???

“oh my god, where’s fourteen!!”

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NIC!

all of jace’s words put him at an ease that he hadn’t had in years. likehe knows he’s safe with him. of course he knows that he can’t see so far intothe future, have control of what happens around them but for now he liked thissafety. he liked being in his arms, sitting on his lap. receiving kisses fromhis soft lips and allowing jace to melt him with his kind words. “i can be abad boy. is that what you like? someone to boss you around and tell you what todo? i can do that.” he smirked, his tone giving away that he’d been joking ashe leaned his head back a little to give jace access to his neck. jace knewnic, knew that at some point or another nic would be telling him what to do. heended up controlling those around him without even realizing sometimes. nic wasalso curious, wanted to know his interests. other than the obvious that he’dlearned over the years they’d been close. “i know your shade. plus, i think thepink brings a real color to this blush i’m using on you.”  he smiles, leaning close enough to justlightly place a kiss on his cheek – so he wouldn’t mess what he has done sofar. “can we do like glitter stripes on your cheeks? then i’ll do on mine andwe can match.” nic suggested, just before their kiss – unable to not smile oncetheir lips parted ways. “that’d be the ideal, we’d have a room just for us. ididn’t bring my art supplies so maybe that can be fun to go out and buy sometoo.” at this point nic just wanted excuses to go out with him, to spend timewith him. “stop being so sweet. i can’t handle it.” nic noticed just how muchof a softie he became around jace, always smitten and staring at him like hecouldn’t believe just how handsome he is. “i like you letting me do anythingwith your face, for all you know i could be making you look terrible.” hechuckled, his head shaking. “you could never be as pretty as me, you’redefinitely prettier.”

the thing is, jace knows nic is kidding. he may still have a hard time with sarcasm every once in a while but a joking tone is something with which he’s familiar. however, there’s something underlying his words that prickles jace’s skin, sending a chill down his spine, and making him shiver. he hopes it isn’t all that noticeable because if enough attention gets drawn to his reaction, there will be a conversation -- questions and having that conversation with nic isn’t exactly ideal with the other perched upon his lap of all places. still, as he goes to answer and tries adopting the same playfully lilting tone he voice cracks. “may-- maybe.” he tucks his face more against the crook of nic’s neck to hide the rampant blush. “you’re just gonna have to find out.” jace’s head tips back then as nic applied his blush, right atop the burning skin. it’s hard not to let it flame up even more as nic dots a kiss right there on the apple. it’s the most delicious kind of teasing, jace thinks, having the lightest touches of nic’s lips without being able to chase them for more without worrying about messing up his makeup. he’s been patient for the large majority of his life when it came to nic, though, so he can be patient now. “course you can do glitter stripes,” he smiles brightly at the idea. “i wanna match you -- so people know we went together!” he also just likes glitter but he likes matching nic more. his arms tightened around nic’s waist delightedly, keeping him close, close, he couldn’t be close enough. “we’ll go shopping together so you can be well prepared. maybe we can even find a deal on some cheap silky robe for me to slip out of?” he gives an exaggerated wink so that nic knows that he’s kidding. or is he? jace does have an affinity for silk. jace puckers his lips to suck in his cheekbones somewhat ridiculously, imitating the youtube videos he’s watched of people applying highlight and contour and god only knows what else. “i trust you,” he giggles afterwards. “i want you to do whatever you want with my face. even if you’re clearly lying and saying it’s prettier than the prettiest thing.”

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TARON!

the others slight pauses in between his words didn’t go unnoticed to taron. his eyebrows kind of came together as he pretended he didn’t really understand as to why jace was kind of awkward almost? “it’s not particularly my place to stop you from going to the pool, is it?” he mused, tilting his head forward a little. he placed his lighter in his opposite hand before removing the unlit cigarette from between his lips. “if you want to go to the pool, then go to the pool, love,” a snort escaped him as he stepped past the other then turned back towards him. “are you joining me or not?” he asked before he could stop himself. fuck, what did he just say? whether or not he really even wanted him to come along was unknown but apparently in the moment he didn’t seem to care.

his cheeks flush in embarrassment but taron was right. he was being a little ridiculous. it’s not like they had to hang out together just because they were heading to the same place. taron made that explicitly clear as he pushes past him and walks away. or, at least, jace assumes he’s walking away. he doesn’t expect his ex to stop and look back at him, invite him to come along with him. well shit. he hurries along following in taron’s steps and stops only a short distance behind him. walking side by side just seemed... too much. he might do something silly like reach for a hand that isn’t his to hold anymore. “yeah... m’here.” his voice is a soft mumble but it’s still audible over the silence lingering between them as they make their way down to the pool room. jace can smell their destination before he sees it, chlorine hanging heavy in the air. that, at least, perks up his spirits. a good soak in the hot tub is absolutely what he deserves now.

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hey

The Brobecks -- All of the Drugs

And she takes her pills, And she tells her liesAnd she breaks my heart, and breaks her wordBut I still act sur-, surprised

send me ‘hey’ and i’ll shuffle my itunes to find our song. STATUS: ACCEPTING

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hey

MOONLIGHT - ARIANA GRANDE 

the sun issetting and you’re right here by my sideand the movie is playing, but we won’t be watching tonightevery look, every touchmakes me wanna give you my hearti’d be crushin’ on you, babystay the way you are

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hey

Purity Ring -- Sea Castle

I could give you petty rhymesOf worlds that I contrivedThey're in my sleep, my dreams, I speak themSlow so you can read

send me ‘hey’ and i’ll shuffle my itunes to find our song. STATUS: ACCEPTING

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5,9,12,47

5. Last time you cried

"i rewatched skam season 3 the other night and it never fails to make me cry. like, happy tears when isak’s parents text him their supportive messages? when isak is chasing after even after their night in the suite? when even texts isak and isak runs to even where they first met... god it’s beautiful.”

9. (Have you ever) Lost someone special

"yes, a few times. in a few different ways. hasn’t everyone?”

12. (This year have you) had sex

"not in 2018, no,”

47. Do you have a crush on someone

"i do! can you guess who it is?”

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ALASKA!

alaska sat on a log after helping the crew set up the tents. “you know we should go to camp crystal lake some time and see if we find jason voorhees.” they mused, reaching inside their backpack for some candy. “or we could pull a shane dawson and go ghost hunting.” 

camping was absolutely not his element nor was it anywhere near the list of things he wanted to do on this trip. or ever. with knowledge of every poisonous herb and infection causing bug, he felt like he has entered a battlezone and he’s not loving it. “or,” he posits instead with a crinkle of his nose. “we can just stay put and, like, roast marshmallows or something.” its the safest idea in his mind (and he loves s’mores).