Could you please reblog this if it is okay to ask you straight up if you want to ship?

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Could you please reblog this if it is okay to ask you straight up if you want to ship?
(@friendlyxneighborhoodxkingpin) For Kevin Keller: It was afterschool hours and pretty much everyone was at home, in a club, or doing sports. Calvin, however was doing none of those things. “Come on, man, I’ve got places to be,” he said. Just as they were about to exchange money and drugs, the bathroom door swung open and the baggie of ecstasy dropped to the floor and his client ran out. “Keller!” Calvin look to the ground and slid the baggie over to himself with his foot, “H-Hey...What’s up?”
Kevin was currently on break from the school play and decided to head to the restroom. He stopped and his eyes widen at the scene he had just walked in to. “Hey Calvin….I hope that is not drugs that you’re selling here.” He said and took a deep breath. “What happened? You know you can get into some deep shit if someone decided to go after you.” He rubbed his face and sighed softly.
“Whaaaat? Drug? Pfft, no!” he gave a nervous chuckle as he reached down and picked it up, “This? T-This is just…Candy.” Calvin sighed as he stuffed it into his backpack. He knew Kevin was smarter than that, and he also knew that Kevin could nark to Sheriff daddy and get him into trouble. “Look, save to emotional speech for your friends. I’ve know the risk since I started doing this before I moved here. So, instead of wasting your breath on a lecture, can you just tell me what’s it gonna take for you to not tell your dad?”
“You are really bad at lying Calvin.” He told him and leaned against the wall, watching him. Drugs were something that he knew his friends did but he couldn’t tell anyone. He didn’t want to tell his dad but he would if he had to. “Get rid of the drugs then.” He told him and looked at him. “I never lecture because it’s pointless in this town after everything that happened. Why don’t you stop selling them?” He was trying to think of ways to make this situation better. “I don’t want to be the bad guy but you need to stop.”
(@friendlyxneighborhoodxkingpin) For Kevin Keller: It was afterschool hours and pretty much everyone was at home, in a club, or doing sports. Calvin, however was doing none of those things. “Come on, man, I’ve got places to be,” he said. Just as they were about to exchange money and drugs, the bathroom door swung open and the baggie of ecstasy dropped to the floor and his client ran out. “Keller!” Calvin look to the ground and slid the baggie over to himself with his foot, “H-Hey...What’s up?”
Kevin was currently on break from the school play and decided to head to the restroom. He stopped and his eyes widen at the scene he had just walked in to. “Hey Calvin....I hope that is not drugs that you’re selling here.” He said and took a deep breath. “What happened? You know you can get into some deep shit if someone decided to go after you.” He rubbed his face and sighed softly.
Is your Dan from Lucifer?
Yep he is, tho very rusty and probably OOC due to me needing to rewatch Lucifer.
(@justxyourxaveragexpaperxboy) For Kevin: “You know, if you’re not ready to be public, we can just pretend we don’t know each other,” JD teased as they pulled up to school.
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Kevin rolled his eyes and kissed his cheek gently. “I am not use to guys wanting to be public with me.” He told him. “Now I can actually wear your jacket with meaning.”
For Kevin Keller: “Hey, you know where’s the closet gas station?” Gabriel asked as he approached the kid with his milkshake at the Pop’s booth.
Kevin looked up from his milkshake and script to see the teenager. “Hello, the closest gas station is roughly half a mile down Tenth Street.” He told him. “Or there is one on Pine’s but that one can be busy.”
“Gangs huh?” he murmured. Gabriel figured that’s what the sheriff meant when he asked if he was a snake. Probably was wondering if he was affiliated. Gabriel definitely didn’t expect there to be gangs in a town like this. He nodded when he said he was the sheriff’s son. “I thought I saw your picture on his desk,” he said, “Don’t know, just driving down a highway I don’t know with a plan I don’t have….I don’t think I ever caught your name.”
“Yeah, the town is divided by north and south. The Southside has a lot of gangs and motorcycles are prominent over there. It’s ridiculous with the split but it happened.” He said and shifted a bit. He actually hated that there was a divided system but who knows what could’ve happen. It could be good or horrible. Kevin wished the stereotypes and the hate would stop the most. “My name is Kevin, what’s yours stranger?” He asked and sighed. “Best idea, a lot of weird things go down here and you wouldn’t want to be caught in it.”
Gabriel nodded as the other explained the dynamics of the town. He had to admit, it did interest him. But, Gabriel wouldn’t join any gangs, it wasn’t his style. But, he was definitely going to go around, maybe meet a few of these gang memebers. “Gabriel,” he replied. He chuckled, “There’s a lot of weird in a lot of places, wouldn’t be the first time I got caught up in it.”
Kevin chuckled a bit and nodded, messing with the back a bit. “Well I hope you don’t. The Northsiders tend to point the problems at the new people especially if they are different.” He told him and sighed softly, looking up at him. “What kind of bike do you drive if I can ask?”
“It’s everyones scapegoat. Blame it on an outsider that no one knows and undetermined intentions,” Gabriel said with a shrug. He chuckled and grinned when Kevin asked about his bike. “It’s right over there,” he said nodding to the Harley in the parking lot.
“Exactly, Veronica Lodge got that treatment and I hope you don’t Gabriel.” Kevin replied softly and looked over at the bike, smiling soflty. “That’s a Harley, it’s beautiful.” He smiled. “I only have a truck but Harleys…wow they are beautiful.”
He simply nodded, Gabriel figured he’s find out who this Veronica was later. But, he chuckled when Kevin admired his bike. He didn’t think that the other would even be interested in them. “You ever ride one before?”
“No I haven’t.” He told him and shook his head slowly. A Harley was one bike that he hadn’t gotten since many of his friends went for other types especially hand downs. “Not Many Harleys here which is a shame.”
For Kevin Keller: “Hey, you know where’s the closet gas station?” Gabriel asked as he approached the kid with his milkshake at the Pop’s booth.
Kevin looked up from his milkshake and script to see the teenager. “Hello, the closest gas station is roughly half a mile down Tenth Street.” He told him. “Or there is one on Pine’s but that one can be busy.”
“Gangs huh?” he murmured. Gabriel figured that’s what the sheriff meant when he asked if he was a snake. Probably was wondering if he was affiliated. Gabriel definitely didn’t expect there to be gangs in a town like this. He nodded when he said he was the sheriff’s son. “I thought I saw your picture on his desk,” he said, “Don’t know, just driving down a highway I don’t know with a plan I don’t have….I don’t think I ever caught your name.”
“Yeah, the town is divided by north and south. The Southside has a lot of gangs and motorcycles are prominent over there. It’s ridiculous with the split but it happened.” He said and shifted a bit. He actually hated that there was a divided system but who knows what could’ve happen. It could be good or horrible. Kevin wished the stereotypes and the hate would stop the most. “My name is Kevin, what’s yours stranger?” He asked and sighed. “Best idea, a lot of weird things go down here and you wouldn’t want to be caught in it.”
Gabriel nodded as the other explained the dynamics of the town. He had to admit, it did interest him. But, Gabriel wouldn’t join any gangs, it wasn’t his style. But, he was definitely going to go around, maybe meet a few of these gang memebers. “Gabriel,” he replied. He chuckled, “There’s a lot of weird in a lot of places, wouldn’t be the first time I got caught up in it.”
Kevin chuckled a bit and nodded, messing with the back a bit. “Well I hope you don’t. The Northsiders tend to point the problems at the new people especially if they are different.” He told him and sighed softly, looking up at him. “What kind of bike do you drive if I can ask?”
“It’s everyones scapegoat. Blame it on an outsider that no one knows and undetermined intentions,” Gabriel said with a shrug. He chuckled and grinned when Kevin asked about his bike. “It’s right over there,” he said nodding to the Harley in the parking lot.
“Exactly, Veronica Lodge got that treatment and I hope you don’t Gabriel.” Kevin replied softly and looked over at the bike, smiling soflty. “That’s a Harley, it’s beautiful.” He smiled. “I only have a truck but Harleys...wow they are beautiful.”
For Kevin Keller: “Hey, you know where’s the closet gas station?” Gabriel asked as he approached the kid with his milkshake at the Pop’s booth.
Kevin looked up from his milkshake and script to see the teenager. “Hello, the closest gas station is roughly half a mile down Tenth Street.” He told him. “Or there is one on Pine’s but that one can be busy.”
“Gangs huh?” he murmured. Gabriel figured that’s what the sheriff meant when he asked if he was a snake. Probably was wondering if he was affiliated. Gabriel definitely didn’t expect there to be gangs in a town like this. He nodded when he said he was the sheriff’s son. “I thought I saw your picture on his desk,” he said, “Don’t know, just driving down a highway I don’t know with a plan I don’t have….I don’t think I ever caught your name.”
“Yeah, the town is divided by north and south. The Southside has a lot of gangs and motorcycles are prominent over there. It’s ridiculous with the split but it happened.” He said and shifted a bit. He actually hated that there was a divided system but who knows what could’ve happen. It could be good or horrible. Kevin wished the stereotypes and the hate would stop the most. “My name is Kevin, what’s yours stranger?” He asked and sighed. “Best idea, a lot of weird things go down here and you wouldn’t want to be caught in it.”
Gabriel nodded as the other explained the dynamics of the town. He had to admit, it did interest him. But, Gabriel wouldn’t join any gangs, it wasn’t his style. But, he was definitely going to go around, maybe meet a few of these gang memebers. “Gabriel,” he replied. He chuckled, “There’s a lot of weird in a lot of places, wouldn’t be the first time I got caught up in it.”
Kevin chuckled a bit and nodded, messing with the back a bit. “Well I hope you don’t. The Northsiders tend to point the problems at the new people especially if they are different.” He told him and sighed softly, looking up at him. “What kind of bike do you drive if I can ask?”
For Kevin Keller: “Hey, you know where’s the closet gas station?” Gabriel asked as he approached the kid with his milkshake at the Pop’s booth.
Kevin looked up from his milkshake and script to see the teenager. “Hello, the closest gas station is roughly half a mile down Tenth Street.” He told him. “Or there is one on Pine’s but that one can be busy.”
“Gangs huh?” he murmured. Gabriel figured that’s what the sheriff meant when he asked if he was a snake. Probably was wondering if he was affiliated. Gabriel definitely didn’t expect there to be gangs in a town like this. He nodded when he said he was the sheriff’s son. “I thought I saw your picture on his desk,” he said, “Don’t know, just driving down a highway I don’t know with a plan I don’t have….I don’t think I ever caught your name.”
“Yeah, the town is divided by north and south. The Southside has a lot of gangs and motorcycles are prominent over there. It’s ridiculous with the split but it happened.” He said and shifted a bit. He actually hated that there was a divided system but who knows what could’ve happen. It could be good or horrible. Kevin wished the stereotypes and the hate would stop the most. “My name is Kevin, what’s yours stranger?” He asked and sighed. “Best idea, a lot of weird things go down here and you wouldn’t want to be caught in it.”
For Kevin Keller: “Hey, you know where’s the closet gas station?” Gabriel asked as he approached the kid with his milkshake at the Pop’s booth.
Kevin looked up from his milkshake and script to see the teenager. “Hello, the closest gas station is roughly half a mile down Tenth Street.” He told him. “Or there is one on Pine’s but that one can be busy.”
He nodded, “Cool, thanks.” Gabriel was about to walk away, but he stopped and turn to face the other again. “You know, you got a little something,” he said, tapping his cheek and pointing out the whipped cream that was there.
“No problem.” He replied and went back to his milkshake. Kevin glanced up and blushed, grabbing a napkin to wipe it off. “Oh thank you, that is embarrassing.” He said and chuckled, using his phone camera to make sure he didn’t have anything else on him.
Gabriel chuckled and went on his merry way. He figured he might see the other around, minus the whipped cream. He went outside, got on his bike, and rode to the gas station. The next day, Gabriel was walking out of the police station when he noticed the kid from before. “Sup,” he said as they passed by another.
The next day, Kevin was going to drop something off with his dad when he noticed the man from earlier. “Oh hey, you’re the guy from pops. Already causing trouble?” He said a bit teasingly turning to face him. He was intrigued as they rarely get new people into town besides the Lodges. Plus he didn’t have anything better to do.
Gabriel chuckled a little and shrugged, “Guess the sheriff doesn’t take kindly to a stranger biking through town. But, he’s not the first.” He remembered the sheriff asking if he was a snake or something, but he didn’t pay too much attention to it. “What ‘bout you? Don’t seem like the type to be in trouble with the cops.”
“Oh yeah, we had a rise in gang activities and mysteries. So they are on the edge.” He told him and shook his head, chuckling. “Oh my dad is the sheriff actually. I’m just dropping something off. So are you just driving through or staying for a while?” He asked and smiled at him.
For Kevin Keller: “Hey, you know where’s the closet gas station?” Gabriel asked as he approached the kid with his milkshake at the Pop’s booth.
Kevin looked up from his milkshake and script to see the teenager. “Hello, the closest gas station is roughly half a mile down Tenth Street.” He told him. “Or there is one on Pine’s but that one can be busy.”
He nodded, “Cool, thanks.” Gabriel was about to walk away, but he stopped and turn to face the other again. “You know, you got a little something,” he said, tapping his cheek and pointing out the whipped cream that was there.
“No problem.” He replied and went back to his milkshake. Kevin glanced up and blushed, grabbing a napkin to wipe it off. “Oh thank you, that is embarrassing.” He said and chuckled, using his phone camera to make sure he didn’t have anything else on him.
Gabriel chuckled and went on his merry way. He figured he might see the other around, minus the whipped cream. He went outside, got on his bike, and rode to the gas station. The next day, Gabriel was walking out of the police station when he noticed the kid from before. “Sup,” he said as they passed by another.
The next day, Kevin was going to drop something off with his dad when he noticed the man from earlier. “Oh hey, you’re the guy from pops. Already causing trouble?” He said a bit teasingly turning to face him. He was intrigued as they rarely get new people into town besides the Lodges. Plus he didn’t have anything better to do.
For Kevin Keller: “Hey, you know where’s the closet gas station?” Gabriel asked as he approached the kid with his milkshake at the Pop’s booth.
Kevin looked up from his milkshake and script to see the teenager. “Hello, the closest gas station is roughly half a mile down Tenth Street.” He told him. “Or there is one on Pine’s but that one can be busy.”
He nodded, “Cool, thanks.” Gabriel was about to walk away, but he stopped and turn to face the other again. “You know, you got a little something,” he said, tapping his cheek and pointing out the whipped cream that was there.
“No problem.” He replied and went back to his milkshake. Kevin glanced up and blushed, grabbing a napkin to wipe it off. “Oh thank you, that is embarrassing.” He said and chuckled, using his phone camera to make sure he didn’t have anything else on him.
For Kevin Keller: “Hey, you know where’s the closet gas station?” Gabriel asked as he approached the kid with his milkshake at the Pop’s booth.
Kevin looked up from his milkshake and script to see the teenager. “Hello, the closest gas station is roughly half a mile down Tenth Street.” He told him. “Or there is one on Pine’s but that one can be busy.”
(First ask) Dan is currently checking out Lucifer’s ass, it’s very fine.
Lucifer had been sneaking a peek at some of the Detective’s files, the ones that she had seemingly discarded carelessly atop her desk, when he felt the weight of someone’s eyes upon him. He tilted his head toward the offender and was pleased to find none other than Detective Douche Daniel drinking up the sight of his backside.
“Did you want a photo? Perhaps for your wallet?” He’d grinned, slowly turning around and leaning against the desk. “I can arrange that. Clothing not mandatory.”
If there was one thing that was wrong, it was that Dan hated Lucifer. It was more of the fact that he was an annoying man who always seemed to be right. Plus there is the looks, the money, his attitude that clashed with the Detective. But in the end, he knew that he was actually okay with the other. Currently, looking at that fine ass was taking him away from his work. It’s Lucifer’s fault, wearing those form fitting pants and he is the devil.
“And get me in trouble? Not a chance, I was just admiring something good.” Dan said sassily and turned back to his work. “Why are you here? Decker is gone any way.”
Levi didn’t expect much out of this town when he moved here. Besides, it wasn’t for him, it was for his nephews and their safety. So, he didn’t complain. Today, he was starting his first day of school and was he excited? Not really. Levi rode in the parking lot of BHHS, the roar of his motorcycle catching everyone’s attention as he parked. He didn’t even bat an eye as people stared.
Stiles was currently outside waiting for Scott when he heard the noise. He looked up and rolled his eyes a bit at the motorcycle. “Showoff.” He mumbled and looked back at his book, more focusing on his research.
Do you still rp Simon Spier?
Sometimes, he is still a huge muse for me but it is whenever someone asks for him. He’s a secret muse people don’t realize I play lol
So what do I have to do to get a kiss from someone like you (For Simon)
Simon blinked and looked up at Jace owlishly. “Ummmm take me on a date or kiss me I guess…?” He said with a hard swallow, trying not to seem like an idiot.
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“Oh that is really cool! So is it just Shadowhunters? Can it be blocked or no?”
He took his hand and pressed close. “I’m glad those two are together. They work so well and I am honestly happy for them. Probably couple goals to be honest in my opinion.” He said and frowned. “I hate those spells, especially when you can’t track them.”
He froze when he heard that he was Jace’s mate. “How did you break it…? And you’re free now….it wasn’t your fault that happened..”
“It’s rare to find them. But when it happens, there is no way to block it. No way to back down. I’ll only ever want you. You alone.”
He smiles softly at Simon and takes his hand before kissing it.
“It’s a gift from our angelic blood. I think the fair folk may have something similar.”
He was nervous now.
“Do you…not approve?”
Simon took a deep breath and leaned forward, pressing his forehead to his. It was a lot to take in but it was worth it.
“I....I’ll try to be the best for you. I approve just nervous.”