DAYS OF BEING WILD;

israel grove. youngest. 19 years old. just call me izzy rp blog for black hollow five

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should I bring in a verse dad fc?? jason momoa? chris evans? dylan bruce? stephen amell? taylor kinney?

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The house was... quiet. Too quiet. In all his years of life, which really weren’t that many, Izzy had never been in the house alone. No brothers, uncles of his fathers to mess around with made the night seem so dull. He spent less time around the Grove place these days, but still, Izzy expected some pampering and attention. Being the youngest should come with some perks. “Where is everyone,” He mused out loud, peeking his head into his father’s study to see the big man engrossed in work (like always) and dashed down to the kitchen to fetch a glass of water before he returned, letting himself in with a giant smile. “Hey dad.” The young boy waltzed in and offered the drink, setting it onto the desk before he sat down across from his father. “I guess it’s just you and me tonight. What are we gonna’ do? Watch a game? A movie?”

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daddyrichards:

“Sort of, but the thing labeled as time still passes.” He had to give the kid props, he surely wasn’t as dumb as Owen once thought. “It’s not an absolute win. But don’t you worry about how I make my money, buddy.” Standing up and moving over to Izzy, his bare chest pressed up against the man’s forearms. “Why, is it a distraction?” He laughed, ruffling the other’s hair as he disappeared for a moment to re-appear in a henley. “So we can just do this in the yard. Strike me out and i’ll bring all your fantasies to live, boy and when I hit it, you’ll find the pleasures of humiliation & exhibition.”

"Haven’t you read that one guy’s article? It can’t pass because it’s not even there. It’s all just coexisting, you know? A now with another now with the next now. Like right now you’re gonna’ cheat at winning money and the next now I’m gonna’ strike you out. No passing.” Izzy watched Owen with a look of defiance as he answered. “No, I just don’t want you to get cold.” He retorted as he started to make his way to the door. “I’m gonna’ run to my house and get the things because when you lose I want it to be with my stuff.”

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drewft:

“Ah, I only have the motivation to do it ‘cause I know it’s the only option I’ve got unless I wanna be a porn star.” He gave a teasing smile before cocking a brow. “And what ways would they be?”

"The food market down town is always looking for bagging boys. Porn isn’t the only option.” Izzy teased back with a smile. “I mean, unless you wanna’ do homework all day, I’m pretty sure there’s a lot of ways to de-stress yourself. The whats, though, depend all on you.”

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daddyrichards:

“Time is all relative.” He actually missed when his kids were young, beautiful boys without a care in the world. They all grew up entirely too fast. “I grew up playing soccer and football, thank you very much.” There was a slight arrogance to Izzy’s tone, it bothered Owen to hear the kid think he didn’t have everything figured out. “I assure you, my team’s gonna win. My husband is a reality warper, in case you might’ve forgotten but recent has been the whole year.” He stood up and gestured for the other to as well. “You wanna try to strike me out, let’s go. I love wiping the smirk off young men’s faces but if I win, you jerk off on the mound naked with the bat shoved inside of you. Is that a deal?” 

"Time isn’t even real if you think about it.” He mused right back, focus jumping around the screen. He never really understood football, it was never interesting enough for him. The boy couldn’t help but scoff at the older man’s dead fast assurance on the win, eyes landing back on Owen. “That’s cheating, you know. What’s the fun of gambling if you’re gonna’ win anyway. There’s no risk, that’s half the fun.” Izzy arched an eyebrow when the man suddenly stood up, the younger following suit and standing up, arms crossed over his chest with an amused look. “That’s very kinky of you, sir. But what happens when I win. I want you to put on a suit and pretend like your my boss and I’ve been a very bad assistant.” He wasn’t being very serious, but like hell he was about to lose. “Now go put on a shirt so I can show you how it’s done.”

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babykylerichards:

Kyle grinned at the other and chuckled. “Well…I may have been planning on pranking a few people. Turning the water color red in the pipes so that way when they use the faucet/showers it looks like blood.” Kyle said with a mischievous grin.

"I think some people would be weirdly turned on by that. If you wanna’ get really crazy, we can reanimate a dead cow in the middle of someone’s room.”

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drewft:

“I’m not sure, but I think there’s some left back at mine. Sadly I don’t have the stomach to eat it all. Uh, actually studying. But hey, you’re welcome to butt in on it, but it’s pretty… Boring. We could make other plans?”

"Hey, maybe some of your motivation to study will rub off on me. And if it is boring then... I can think of a few ways to spice things up.”

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daddyrichards:

“More or less.” He repeated, sure they were but the Richard’s were his own specifically that Owen felt incessant need to take care of. “I might’ve gone to one of your games, perhaps. You folks were all young so long ago. Now you’ve all grown into deplorable monsters, haven’t you?” He gave the other a look that curled up into a smirk before switching back to the Sports topic. “Recent fan. I may or may not have money on this particular game.”

"Hey, you’re one to talk, old man. It was only ten years ago. I still hit the bat every once in a while. If you’re so fixated on sports now then you’d get out there and do some sporting of your own. Or am I gonna’ need to pay you to toss the ball around? Twenty bucks says I strike you out.” He stood up for a second to remove his jacket, letting the black t shirt cling to his body as he sat down again, knees bumping as he spread his legs a bit. “You should’ve watched the team all year before you placed the bet. Recent doesn’t cut it these days. How much you got on it? Do I even wanna’ know?”

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daddyrichards:

“You have some nerve parading in here looking for one of my kids, i’m assuming.” He mused, looking over at the teenager with his chest bare and exposed while watching football on his couch. “You could always sit and watch the game with me but I take it you’re not much of a Sports fan.”

Izzy’s vision flashed down to the older man’s torso for a quick second before he tried to play it cool, tried to act like he wasn’t just staring or basically invaded the house out of boredom. “Parading? We’re all family here, more or less.” He joked with a little chuckle as he stared at the football game with a slight frown, rounding the couch and flopping down next to the man. “I played little league in elementary school if that counts, but that was baseball.” Izzy continued as his attention darted back to the head of the household. “Never pinned you for the sports fan, though.”

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jaqueswitchy:

“Oh yeah? And what should I get you? Little grove? A new dildo? A night in my sex dungeon?” Jacques teased tilt of his head and a small smirk. His magic was tied to blood, his own sex life always tended to screw towards the…darker elements because of that.  “Something nice gets me the sight of you gyrating in tiny, tiny underwear on a pole? This go for everyone or do you just like me?” The older boy mused as he moved to place some clothes in the drawers opposite his bed. Though he had to admit the others teasing images were’nt exactly unwelcome.  “Bitch, you could’nt handle without my pants. You better be ready to slid a fifty in there.” He shot back as he dropped back against the cupboards and glanced over at the other. God damn if there was’nt more of those teasing thighs and what lay between them, he was sure the other was just doing it to tease him at this point.  “That, my little boy, is Burberry and Versace, you’re not about to shove the clothes under the bed.” The older boy mutterd with a roll of his eyes before he gave the other an unimpressed look at the pillow falling into his open suitcase. “I just spent five hours on a plane from New York. Sorry I’m not more entertaining.” The shirtless boy moved around the bed and closer to the younger male. “Fine, we can stay in and do shots off your abs?” 

"Funny enough, I’ve never owned a dildo. You could make one my first. The dungeon, though, sounds a little like Fifty Shades to me and I don’t wanna’ get my hopes too high.” The boy answered as he played with the hem of his shorts, lifting a knee so the man had an obscure, but pretty straight forward shot of the smooth crotch that lay underneath. “It means if the present is nice and you can handle it,” He playfully mocked the man’s words, “Then yeah, you could see me dancing with next to nothing on. Put if you wanna’ slip in a few bucks then I’m sure I can arrange for some little shorts to accompany the act.” Izzy wasn’t exactly a patient guy and that fault was wildly apparent right now as he gave Jack a sigh. “It’s just clothes, it’s not gonna’ go anywhere.” He sat up when the man approached the bed though and Izzy contemplated the drinking for a second before he gave a nod. “Alright, sounds like a plan.” He swung his legs off to the side and then waited with a little content hum. “But go ahead and finish unpacking. I’ll wait.”

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jaqueswitchy:

“At this point you’re practically bragging, you know that right? And now I have images of you using the telescope as a stripper pole. So well done to you, baby.” He teased right back, chuckling lightly under his breath at the younger grove boy. It’s hard not to admire the way those shorts rode up on his legs, or the way his legs spread, even as he dropped some clothes out of his suit case, his dark eyes dancing over at the other. There’s a little wave of his hand at the whistle with a added wink thrown in. “Thank you, thank you.” He gave a little bow before he reached back into his suit case. He did rather take a moment to admire the lean muscled body of the younger boy as he rested back on his bed wearing little else other than those shorts. “Gotta say, the baby is right in this regard at least.”

"Maybe I’m just hinting that my birthday is coming up so...” He let his voice trail on, adding a few suggestive eyebrow raises, “If you get me something nice then the image of stripping on a telescope could become a real pole and, well, the rest is up to you.” While he was mostly joking at the present stuff, he wasn’t the type to lie about the other endeavors and Izzy could work his way around a stripper pole. “Take your pants off.” He joked in a deeper voice, like a stereotypical man at a strip club before he laughed it off and shifted on the bed again, shorts only exposing more of his smooth, toned thighs. And yeah, he was doing it on purpose, the glory of never wearing underwear. “Just shove the clothes under the bed. That’s what I do.” Izzy reached for a pillow and tossed into the open suitcase and crossed his arms. “Come on, let’s do something. Let’s go out or, I don’t know, staring at you like this is fun, don’t get me wrong, but this is torture.”

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jaqueswitchy:

“Oh, of course, the privileges of being a baby in the family. Lucky you.  Seriously? My father just gave me a new knife for my birthday.” He commented as he watched the other fall back on the bed with an arch of his eyebrow. “Can’t you?” Jack shot back with a little roll of his eyes before he held up his hands. “Fine. Fine. I get it. Far be it for me to deny the adorable guy.” He added as he gripped the edge of  his shirt before he slipped it off. A moment later the shirt dropped to the ground, showing off his thin but cut pale body as he bent back over his suitcase. “There you go.” 

"My birthday practically made Christmas look like a Monday, but hey, call me baby again and I’ll strip and dance with the telescope.” Izzy joked with a giant smile as he settled himself on the bed, sitting up and leaning against the bed frame, legs spread out a bit, thighs sprawled wide on display with his shorts riding up a bit. Izzy whistled when Jack tossed the shirt to the side and with a little lick of his lips, the younger boy leaned forward and stripped off his tank top, tossing it at Jack with another large smile as he let his lean muscled body flex a little. “See? Isn’t this better already? The baby’s always right.”

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jaqueswitchy:

“You’re aware that my only question is now is, do you actually have a my little toy telescope? Because that sounds adorable.” The eldest Richards teased with a tilt of his head before he gave a little shrug. “Just unpacking mostly, though, if you want to lose the shirt and walk around semi-naked as I get my shit in order. Not about to stop you Grove.” 

"Hey, I’m the youngest of my family, spoiled comes with being treated like a kid. The toy telescope came with the book of constellations.” Izzy teased right back with a little smile before he gave a heavy sigh and feel back on the bed. “I can’t be half naked alone.” He craned his neck to stare at the man with a little pout. “If I do it, will you? Come on, can’t say no to an adorable guy.” 

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“The lack of post-Halloween candy sales is really starting to bum my weekend mood. What else am I supposed to do on a Friday night? Watch the stars with my little toy telescope? Please tell me you have plans I can butt in on.”