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Izumi had been sipping at several non alcoholic drinks throughot the night, it was probably the only reason he still had his head when he was suddenly being dragged out to the lake. He’d been wondering why he’d even agreed to go to this college party. He was a shut, what possesses him to say yes?!
He was brought back to reality as the red haired male was suddenly stripping. he blushed a bright red, “W-wait...what?! S-s-skinny d-d-dipping?! But..but Rin! Won’t we get in trouble for that?!” He was fidgeting with the hem of his shirt, but the male was already gone, swimming in the lake naked.
It took the blonde several moments, after finding something drink that wasn’t a soda or a water to calm his nerves enough, he quickly stripped down, running into the water and he took a deep breath. the water actually felt good, and his head only felt a little fuzzy. He laughed and splashed at the other, “This is why you need to limit how much you drink Rin!”
silentxblade:
Saito was on his way towards his dojo, since he didn’t live there like his mentor did. He had his own place, and started to live independently like he wanted to. His parents were now his neighbours, but he pretended that they didn’t exist. It was something he just had to do.
His cold blue yes looked around him as he walked on forwards, taking in his surroundings as he did so. There was a film cast here, or something along those lines, but he wasn’t too bothered by it. This male was usually the type of person who kept himself to himself, and hardly did care about the news of the world – unless it was to do with him or his allies of course. His attention was on everything around him, so he wasn’t sure how the other had bumped into him, but that is what happened.
He had stopped walking and just stared at the person who had spoken to him. At first, is appeared to be a female, but further investigations told him that this was a male. Tilting his head slightly, he wondered why a man would go as low as to dress like that, but he was rather old fashioned in that way. He narrowed his eyes when he heard the other speaking, listening to what they had to say before speaking back, closing his eyes as he did so. He felt rather irritated right now, but he didn’t show it.
“It is fine, just look where you are going next time.”
Should he help them up? Well, he did just walk in the other’s way and caused him to fall over. He sighed and held out his hand, ready to help the other as he did so. Honestly, what was going on with the world?!
Izumi huffed, he was horrible when it came to keeping an eye on his surroundings. He walked anywhere with his head down focused on the ground. There was always so much around that it overwhelmed the smaller male to try and look at everything. It didn’t mater whether he was in his normal clothes, or the clothes he had to where whenever he was talked into doing some sort of commercial or program.
So it wasn’t a big surprise when he found that hi face met the taller males back. He flushed brightly as he looked up at the other, he could feel his eyes were judging. He frowned and fidgeted, “S-sorry...I-I’ll work on it...” He bit his lip and took the others hand, getting up carefully. He brushed himself off, “U-umm...I’m sorry...I don’t know the area all to well, could you maybe direct me to where the nearest restaurant would be?” The blondes stomach grumbled loudly.
He still had a long time for a break, and he really didn’t want to spend the entire time just wandering around. “I-if you’re hungry, can get you something as well! As sorry for bumping into you, I mean, I should have been paying attention...but--” he froze and swallowed, “Ah! I’m sorry, you probably have somewhere to be, and I’m keeping you from it, I’m sorry!” He started to ramble, mostly from nerves. He bowed his head and fidgeted in his anxious state.
[text] I don’t know why I said that.
To: ???From: Izumi
[text] I don’t know why you did either…[text] But it was on your mind, so it had to have some importance…[text] Though I don’t think I know you, but if you need help with anything I can try my best?
"Excuse Me"
8. singing
The blonde had headphones jammed into his ears, he was just walking around after he was done with classes. He didn’t want to go straight home, so he figured he’d wander and wind up where ever he would up. As the song changed he found himself singing along to it.
“Take a sip of my secret potion,I’ll make you fall in love.For a spell that can’t be broken,One drop should be enough.Boy, you belong to me,I got the recipeAnd it’s called black magic~”
“And it’s called black ma–”
He cut off suddenly as he found himself on the ground. He really needed to pay attention to where he was going, A-ah! I’m sorry!” He pulled the headphones out of his ears, looking up at the male before him, “Oh! Sharrkan! Hi there!” He smiled up at the other male, they’d only met the one night he suddenly dropped by his house, but they were on first name basis so it was an acquaintanceship at the very least, “Are you lost again?” He tilted his head as he looked up at the older male.
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16. My muse will cook your muse dinner
Izumi smiled brightly as he finally finished cooking! He wasn’t the best cook in the world, but he knew enough to make simple little meals, “Hey, makoto? I have food ready! It’s spaghetti, so it’s really simple…I hope that’s okay.” He smiled nervously and fidgets as waits for the others response, hoping he did the dare okay, well, moreso worried that he screwed up spaghetti.
contrixtum:
As much as he loved being at school where his father watched him like a hawk, he felt the need to slip out. Given how strict his father was, he tried not to make a habit of it, but he just needed some air to think. As it was, he was having trouble concentrating in his classes, so what was the point? His head head been pounding all day, and his body was sore all over due to the night prior. Sure, he could have gone to the nurses, but then questions would arise and he would have to lie once more. The routine grew tiresome and monotone for him so he ignored it and contained it all inside. After all, it was better that way. Or at least, that was what was taught to him by his devoted father. Vanitas had managed to slip out of school and dip into a nearby convenience store to change into street clothes and his piercings. The uniform for Montrose Academy made him feel stuffy and well, gave him a reminder he was still there. His heart pounded against his chest as his golden eyes stared at his reflection, seeing a bruise was starting to show through his make up. “…Shit. Damn heat.” With a grumble, he reached into his shoulder bag and pulled out a small black bag and once unzipped, make up spilled out on the counter. He took the powder into his hand and began to apply it to the exposed areas and blended it until it was well covered. With a sigh of relief, he put his make up back in his back, sealed up and slung his bag over his shoulder and exited the bathroom. Before leaving the convenience store, he purchased a soda, some cigarettes–with his fake ID , somehow it worked– and a bag of candy and headed out.
As he walked he smoked and let it hang off his lower lip, his piercing used as support. Where he was going, he wasn’t sure but he just let himself go with the flow. Eventually, he found himself at the coffee shop, standing in a trance staring at the menu near a young blond. Though, he didn’t quite take notice of the blond right away and was more focused on the menu. “Hn…do drink coffee at this place or no? Ugh…nuthin’ else better to do, I guess.” He muttered to himself as he took a drag and raised a brow as a flash of blond finally caught his attention. His eyes widened as he saw him and found himself staring at him. Or rather, he fell into a trance and had no idea he was staring at him. Something about him intrigued him and made his heart skitter and act funny. He felt his cheeks burn. and his body shiver. ‘Wha’ da hell is goin’ on wit’ me? I can’t–’ Before he could finish his train of thought, a voice brought him back to reality. He stared at him, puzzled as to what he meant. Why would he need help? Did he look that lost? His eyes narrowed, “–did I ask for your help? No. I’m fine. So mind your business?” He smirked, “–unless you like butting into people’s businesses cutie~” For a moment he had a moment of panic. ‘What the hell am I doin’? Agh!’ Before he could stop himself, he leaned on the low iron fence toward the other male with glinting eyes. “I was mindin’ my own business here, and you just ask that so outta blue~ I wonder if ya got another motive or somethin’? After all, people always try to get somethin’ in return for helpin’ others. So what’s your deal and/or catch hm? Perhaps….” He hopped over the fence with ease and seated himself at the blond’s table. Of course he sat in the most proper of ways by propping his legs up, ankles crossed and leaned back in his seat. Before finishing his thought he stole the pastry off the other’s plate, “you mind?” Without a reply and took a bite and spoke, mouth full, “–I can give ya somethin’ in return~ maybe kiss or even….” He swallowed and leaned toward him, “….sex?” With a chuckle he took another bite and tilted his head. Part of him was wondering what the ever living hell he was doing, but other part liked this. And….another part felt guilty, but that was buried down deep. This was within his nature to fuck with people’s minds, to keep himself entertained and mind distracted. Also, to see how people react and that alone amused him. “So what do you say? Unless…you have other options. I’m all ears.”
Izumi shivered a he felt a pair of eyes suddenly on himself. He looked up and frowned, trying to focus in on the pair of golden eyes, and the person they were a part of. God, why did he have to forget his glasses at home when he knew he couldn’t see worth a crap?
He cringed as he hard the harshness to the others voice, “S-sorry...no...I just...you were staring and I thought that you needed something...my apologies for assuming like that...” He scratched his head and looked away, though he froze at the others use of the word ‘cutie’.
He shook his head, looking back at the other, “T-that’s not it! I don’t want anything in return, I just...you were staring, and I thought it was at me, and I just...I’m sorry.” His face was a bright red, his bi-colored eyes jumping around the area, trying to look anywhere but at the male that was now sitting across the table from him. He didn’t care about the pastry, his mind was a jumbled mess. He didn’t know what was going on completely.
“You...don’t have to give me anything in return. I don’t want or need anything...I just...thought to...ask...that’s all...” He flushed brighter, his brain going into meltdown mode, a stranger was asking him for sex?! This never happened. He swallowed hard and closed his textbook shoving it back in his bag. He didn’t know what he was doing, and he had no clue what was even going on anymore. “I-I can’t...I don’t...a date! If you want to even do any of that...let’s go on a date first!”
He stopped moving, brain catching up with what his mouth just said and he turned a bright bright shade of red, even redder than tomato. “I-I mean...i-if you want to...I-I don’t know what I’m saying...I’m sorry!” He buried his face in his hands, barely able to function from his embarrassment.
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To do list
[[So...I’ve been really neglectful of both Izumi and Hiccup this last week. My apologies to everyone! I will be working on catching up on both of them before I get back on Abel tomorrow! So until then I am making this small list to keep me on track!]]
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Izumi gave a soft sigh, he was just trying to leave the classroom, yet all these people around were making it very difficult to get by, “Excuse me...sorry, I have to go...” He tried to push his way through. He was having horrible anxiety because of the crowd and he just wanted to get away. His voice was quiet and he could barely get it above a soft, almost whisper.
What he didn’t expect was for them to actually start grabbing at him. He pulled away and huffed, his face flushed and eyes teary. He just wanted to get out of the crowd of people, that was all he wanted. They’d never trapped him this successfully before. “I have to go! I’m running late!” He tried to yell out, though it only sounded like a whisper. He shook his head at the various questions he was asked, “No...I can’t...I’m sorry...no...I have to go...please let me go.” He was mumbling, looking almost like a fish out of water as he was trying to take calming breaths. Was it working? Not really, but it was better than just sitting there letting his anxiety rule him.
His eyes widened behind his thick frames as he heard a familiar voice roar out over the crowd, successfully dispersing the people from him. He looked at the ravenette, a soft blush going over his pale skin, only to grow more red as he heard the others compliments. The other was...actually helping him? He didn’t think that was in the others nature, especially with how often the blonde found himself teased by the male before him. He jumped at the sudden bang that was the desk being hit before looking away.
He gave a relieved sigh and sank back down into a chair as the classroom had emptied out, he looked around after calming to see it was only the two of them left, “Vanitas...I...Umm...thank you... for everything that you said...” He fidgeted with the hem of his shirt, unable to bring himself to look up at the other. He knew that he he needed to be able to defend himself, to stand up for himself. He just wasn’t able to all the time, and he hated it. He didn’t like confrontation, and he didn’t like large groups of people. His response was to flee. But when he was trapped that fleeing wasn’t exactly an option and he broke down. “D-Did you...really mean...all of that...?”
Truth or Dare: Send a ☼ and I’ll generate a number for what my muse will do or tell your muse
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Kiss your muse
Kick your muse
Tell your muse how they really feel
Tell a deep dark secret
My muse will take their shirt off
My muse will eat a something gross
My muse will slap your muse
My muse will tell you about their first love
My muse will tell you about a time their parents hurt their feelings
My muse will run around the house naked
My muse will prank call someone of your muse’s choice
My muse will do something sexual to your muse
My muse will tell yours about a crime they committed
My muse will tell you about their first time having sex or what they imagine their first time to be like
My muse will clean your muse’s house
My muse will cook your muse dinner
My muse will go out on a date with your muse
My muse will buy your muse flowers
My muse will tell your muse what they think of the new blockbuster movie
My muse will wear a costume of your muse’s choosing
My Muse will tell your muse what they are afraid of
My muse will tell your muse an embarrassing story
My muse will tell your muse a nightmare they’ve had
My muse will tell you a bold faced lie
My muse will go skinny dipping with your muse
Send in "Do you think I'm pretty?" and I'll generate a random response.
1: "No! Who told you that? If someone said I said you're pretty, they were lying!"
2: "It's 3 A.M., nothing's pretty at this time of night."
3: "If I say yes, will you let me up?"
4: "Yes. Yes you are. Do I get a prize?"
5: "What do I get if I say yes?"
6: "Oh no, don't ask questions like that! Questions like that are what complicate a working friendship!"
7: "You had to ask me this right this second?"
8: "Beauty is relative, and I guess you're relatively beautiful."
9: "If I say yes, you're going to think I want to sleep with you, and that'll be awkward."
10: "Hang on, let me consult my advisors."
11: "Yes! Which is exactly why you don't need to buy fifteen more shades of lipstick."
12: "That is definitely the strangest question I've ever been asked at knifepoint."
13: "To be perfectly honest with you...yes."
14: "No...You're gorgeous."
15: "I'm not answering a question like that without a lawyer present."
16: "Yes, you're a beautiful human being who needs to stop worrying what she/he looks like."
17: "Ordinarily? Yes! In that outfit? Hell no."
18: "Hypothetically speaking, how angry would you be if I said no?"
20: "If I say yes, can we leave early?"
21: "What does it matter what I think? You're pretty. That's not up for debate."
22: "Hmmm I think I need a closer look...no, closer..."
23: "Hahaha--maybe if you weren't totally insane!"
24: "The whole 'orange jumpsuit' look really does work on you, yes."
25: "That's the fifth time you've asked me, do you think the answer changed in the last fifteen minutes?"
26: "Does it matter if I think you're pretty if I think you're the one I want to spend my life with?"
The Morning After Sentence Starters
"Get out, get out, get out, get out!"
"Do you remember anything from last night?"
"Why are you in my bed?"
"I'd offer you breakfast, but I think I'm too sore to move."
"So.. Was it good?"
"Who topped?"
"I thought you'd be gone by the time I woke up..."
"I should go."
"This didn't mean anything."
"We shouldn't have done this..."
"Of course I'm freaking out! You're my friend!"
"I'm guessing this was a one time thing?"
"Yeah, yeah, I know how this goes. I'll grab my clothes and get out of here."
"Good morning, hope you don't mind me borrowing your shirt.."
"I made you coffee, did you want some Aspirin?"
"This stays between us."
"Congratulations. You actually convinced me to sleep with you."
"Are you sneaking out on me?"
"So, how much for last night?"
"Holy shit! she's on her way over here right now, she/he CANNOT see you!"
"Don't answer it!"
"Do you have any idea how wrong this was?"
"We're cheaters. We're horrible people. Oh god my mother would be so ashamed of me right now."
"..Do you wanna do this again sometime, maybe?"
STRANGE SENTENCE STARTERS —— for the creative writer in you. Send these in and see what your partner comes up with as a scenario!
“How many times are you going to do that, exactly?”
“I had good intentions, I did it for a reason.”
“We’re done. I’m done. This ends right now. You’re a monster.”
“I trusted you!”
“Is that supposed to scare me?”
“Put the knife down.”
“You were right. As per usual.”
“Sometimes it’s hard to see the lines you’ve drawn until you’ve crossed them.”
“You’re surprised because you have a soft spot for hot blondes.”
“Why protect my reputation? I’m a dead man either way.”
“You think you know me, as others think they know you.”
“You can stay, but for no more than two nights.”
“Please don’t look in this drawer. Please.”
“I told you not to pick him up, he’s very sensitive.”
“Yes. I might have given you rabies. But in my defense, that’s ridiculous and I didn’t.”
“I’m sorry, my cell phone data coverage does not cover the bullshit zone you’re in.”
“I was prepared for anything, except for what ensued.”
“The story lingers on, but the version that is drawn is twisted,.”
“You think I’m kidding. But I’ve never been more serious about anything in my entire life.”
“How much would a stripper cost and why so much?”
“I’m going to buy you a drink. Next week. On Thursday. When I get paid. Can you swing this one?”
“There are two sides to every story.”
“When I was little, I used to be afraid of mummies. And now look at me. I love dead people!”
“What made me think that I could get away with such a plot?”
“Because nothing says heterosexuality like a gold sash.”
“Please don’t take it out on my boobs.”
“When it gets really windy I look like a bizarre combination of Marilyn Monroe and Cousin It.”
“I’ll never be a hero.”
“How much money do you have on you?”
“Please tell me that’s a raisin and not a tiny hamster shit you’re eating.”
“Life is a lot better when you put things on your head.”
“For someone who’s not very deep, I’m incredibly not shallow.”
“I need you to remind me what it feels like to love you.”
“I love you. What? No I don’t. Forget I said anything.”
“If we got married, would I have to take your last name? Or could we just make up a new one?”
“I don’t think I can do this anymore.”
“I heard you say his/her name in your sleep last night. Want to explain or should I just leave?”
“I want to spend the night with you tonight. But I also want to sleep on your side. And without you on the bed. So technically I just want your bed.”
“Please don’t be proposing to me in an empty parking lot.”
“Stop saying you’re sorry, you stupid fucking broken record. It’s done.”
“I’m not jealous, I’m curious. About the things you were doing. With him/her. Without me.”
“Your mother’s looks could kill. Actually, are you sure they haven’t before?”
“If you’re breaking up with me tonight, can I at least eat first?”
“Stop sweating. It’s not attractive during sex, and it’s not attractive now.”
“Are you – are you checking me out? In the line for the confessional?”
“We have to go. I might have told your mom I’m pregnant. I don’t know why I said that. I’m not.”
“So what you’re saying it that you’re snorting sugar to get excited for sex.”
“My dog licks better than you do.”
“But through every stupid thing you do and say – and those are a lot, by the way – I love you.”
“I don’t care if you’re growing another head. I’ll talk to both of them. I love you.”
“And I’d take fifty years of not talking to you for just a day of doing so. I promise that’s a compliment.”
“I don’t want to hide this anymore. I’m not some dirty little secret, you American Reject.”
“This is a bit too dramatic for my taste, so can we skip it and have sex instead?”
“I don’t want you to think of me as your personal sex toy.”
“Thanks and all, but that makes me feel like a low-class escort, so.”
“A kiss in exchange for every nice thing you say about me. Deal?”
“Promise me you’re not like him/her. I need to hear it from your mouth. Promise me.”
“Look, I’ve had my heart broken before. I’m not ready to let you in just yet. Anywhere.”
“Don’t leave me here. Anywhere else, okay, but not here.”
“I wish I could say that was the worst sex I ever had, but I’ve had worse.”
“I just blew you. Could you look a little happier about it?”
“I’m attracted to shiny things, so if it looks like I’m staring at your chest, it’s because I am.”
“What is that!?”
“Oh my god, were you shot!?”
“Give me the gun. Now.”
“Hello? Anyone in there?”
FOR TEXTERS;
[text] This is upsetting.
[text] Hey, are you up? If you’re not, can you wake up? I need some help.
[text] She said that to you? Why?
[text] Please come back. I miss you.
[text] What are you good for if you’re not gonna bring me ice cream?
[text] Can you ignore that last text? It wasn’t meant for you. I’m sorry.
[text] …did you just send me a nude?
[text] I don’t know why I said that.
[text] Leave it to you to fuck the simplest of requests up.
[text] Do we have to go to their wedding? He’s only my first cousin.
[text] How much does ‘I love you’ mean to you?
[text] I am not stalking you. But you should do something about your bathroom, it’s gross.
[text] Please. I need this so badly.
[text] I trust you completely.
[text] I’m a genius. You’re a peasant. Everything makes sense again.
[text] Hey, buddy! Got like, five hundred bucks I can borrow? Times ten.
[text] She lost it. She completely lost it.
[text] Please? I love you.
[text] I think I’m gonna go to sleep now, but you keep thinking that.
[text] I can’t say this out loud. They might be listening.
[text] I never meant to hurt you.
[text] You’re cute.
[text] I just need you to understand how important you are to me.
[text] Fuck off.
[text] Okay. Guess we’ll leave it at that then.
[text] Why should I believe you?
[text] My memory of last night is a delicious blur of cock, ass, and alcohol.
[text] Did you get that drunk last night Van…?
[text] I mean…I don’t think we did anything too crazy…
[text] but I was a bit out of it too, so I don’t remember either?
[text] He called me Kitten either just because or he figured out my old s&m life. Either way huge turn on.
[text] I’m sorry…?
[text] I think you have the wrong number…
[text] What’s s&m?