I'M ALIVE.

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OKAY PALS so i’m attempting to get my Muse back 4 my boy kota and i think having him as a sideblog is throwing me off so im moving him to HERE ok thank u come plot w/ me

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cameron-graves:

“True.. not everyone is exactly as understanding as some others, but I guess I will just have to be paying more attention where I am going in my life.” He said as he laughed. “Yeah and I really apologize for that. I didn’t really mean to bump into you.” He explained before nodding as he dropped his hand down after they shook. “Nice to meet you as well, Kota.”

“you don’t have to apologize anymore.” kota speaks, his voice soft. “i swear it’s not a big deal.” he clarifies, letting the topic dwindle behind them. “what had you so distracted, anyway ? lost in your thoughts ? “

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claytonolu:

“Sounds about right.” Clay replies with a soft laugh, shaking his head. “Well I appreciate ya, my friend. That sounds great.” He says appreciatively, giving Kota a sincere smile. “I’ll buy you lunch or something as a thank you.”

“sounds ... fun, i do support.” he chuckles softly. “lovely.” he wasn’t always the most social, but found himself feeling proud whenever he was. “you don’t have to, but i won’t complain about lunch if that’s something you wanna do.”

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beau: i know

beau: it's hard for me too

beau: lol thx

beau: good to hear

beau: yeah i'm fine i guess

kota: well, maybe that's something you and i can work on together

kota: you guess?

kota: anything specific going on?

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bridgcts:

      she continued hanging ornaments as he spoke, listening to his voice lilt and hearing the smile in it as she straightened out branches of the cheap, fake tree. “ my mom would get us matching pajamas on christmas eve so we could look stylish on christmas morning, “ she rolled her eyes lightly, laughing at her mom’s more whimsical personality, “ she was a little less utilitarian with things than i am, i suppose - “ they were down to the last few ornaments, and she turned toward him, eyebrows raised, “ kota, considering that we’re practically co-orphans, we should do those traditions together, maybe. “

“matching pajama’s ?  that’s ... quite cute, actually.“ he responded, stepping back to admire their work on the tree. sure, it was plastic and cheap, but they had decorated it together, and that had to mean something. “matching pajama’s and hot chocolate christmas morning ? “ he asked in response, realizing he didn’t actually have christmas plans, and he did have a gift for her. maybe it was a decent idea. “we could do that. it’s been a while since i’ve done anything like that for christmas. but how are we going to find pajama’s that fit both of us, tiny ? “ a fond smile fond its way to his lips, placing one last ornament on the tree.  

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cameron-graves:

“See, I don’t think people would get mad, but they would become incredibly annoyed that I ran into them and they wouldn’t like that at all, so I guess.” He said as he laughed softly. “I will definitely try not to make it a habit. I usually don’t let myself get into my head when it comes to things like that.” He said as he rubbed his own shoulder softly. “I’m Cameron.” He said before sticking his hand out.

“they might, depending on who you’re knocking into.” he points out. “it happens. everyone has those space out moments. your just happened to be in the path i was trying to walk.” he chuckles softly, running a hand through his hair. “kota.” he responds, shaking the others hand before letting his hand drop back to his side. “nice to meet you, cameron.” 

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claytonolu:

“Just a night out with some friends. Nothin’ good or bad.” Clay explains, looking back at Kota with a smile. “My man always coming through. It’s a definite perk. I appreciate it.” 

“gotcha.” he responds with a nod. “a night out with some friends with one to many shots.” he chuckles softly. “it brings me joy to provide help to my friends in need.” it’s spoken as a joke, but he truthfully doesn’t mind. “come on, then. you can crash on my couch after.”

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beau: of course

beau: u should open up more

beau: of course

beau: to infinity *buzz lightyear voice* and beyoooooond

beau: u doing ok?

kota: it's hard for me to ... do that

kota: open up, i mean.

kota: you're a dork, beau

kota: me? yeah, i'm good

kota: are you doing okay?

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cameron-graves:

Cameron smiled when he looked at the male in front of him and he nodded. “Glad that you see it that way, not everyone would do that. Everyone would probably tell me to get out of my fantasy world and to wake up.” he said honestly. “Thanks for being understanding.”

“eh.” his shoulders shrug softly. “i’ve got a pretty even temper and it would take more effort to get mad at you then it would be to just understand it was an accident. i can’t imagine you’re actively running into people for no reason, so who am i to be angry ? “ he chuckles softly. “yeah, don’t worry about it. i mean, try not to make it a habit, but it’s fine.” he joked softly. 

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claytonolu:

“I don’t normally drink this much.” Clay replies, turning to look back at Kota. “I do, don’t worry. I got you.” Nodding, he rubs the back of his neck, laughing quietly at the brunette’s next comment. “I could definitely use a nap and some cake.” 

“is there a specific reason ? “ he questioned, though going by the rituals of his father, alcohol never needed a reason. “well, i’ve got the cake part covered. this is when being friends with a baker comes in handy for you and your hangover.” 

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bridgcts:

      she smiled up at him with an expression that was softer than her usual one. the tensing in her shoulders relaxed as she realized that everything was alright and that, despite the crossed-arm posturing and determined tone that followed, this softer kota that she’d grown used to ( that had taken her a while to get to ) was closer and closer to the surface each time she saw him. 

     “ sounds like a plan, “ she laughed, gathering ornaments in her hands and placing them where she saw fit, on her tiptoes at some points, “ do you have any christmas traditions you used to do as a kid at all ?? “ she asked, “ because those shouldn’t stop just because you’re in florida, you know. “

if he really thought about it, bridget was one of the only people who was slowly digging away and all of his layers and saw his honest self. it was almost alarming to dakota, but he didn’t want to let it bother him ; it was nice to be completely honest with someone, especially when it was difficult for him to open up. following suit, dakota placed ornaments on the tree, filling up the higher spaces the blonde couldn’t reach. “hot chocolate.” dakota responds . “we used to always drink hot chocolate in the morning on christmas. i thought it was great because i got chocolate for breakfast.” he smiles softly at the thought of the tradition.”it was just always something we did. my dad didn’t always have gifts but, he was always home. we’d sit together and drink hot chocolate. watch christmas movies. it was nice.” he cleared his throat after talking, realizing it had been a while since he thought about that. “what about you ? “

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bridgcts:

     “ okay, “ she replied, setting her glass on the counter, “ okay, i wasn’t sure if it was annoying or, like, rude, “ her nose crinkled as she laughed, hiding her smile behind the back of her hand, “ i mean, i really can’t reach the top of it without you or a kitchen chair, and i don’t trust those chairs. “

“no, bird. i promise it’s okay. i wouldn’t be here if it wasn’t.” he replies, his voice a bit softer than his typical tone. “i already told you, i’m lifting you up and we’re putting that star on together.” arms fold against his chest, only to unfold to pick an ornament up, walking over to the tree with it. gently, he places it on the tree, looking over and bridget with a soft smile. 

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claytonolu:

“I have seriously overestimated my ability to be a functional human today.” Clay mutters under his breath, squinting in the sunlight. “Shots…they’ll get you every time.” 

“this is exactly why i don’t drink.” dakota points out, though there’s no venom in his tone. in fact, he’s almost amused, a small smile on his face. “actually, i mean ▬ it’s not at all, but you know what i mean. you should get some rest. i don’t know what else they suggest for hangovers, but i’ve got, uh, some cake ? “

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cameron-graves:

Cameron had just gotten off of his shift at the grape vine and he was getting ready to head out, but then a customer had about a five minute conversation with him. Being the person he was, Cameron let the conversation go until the customer was done and then he headed out of the restaurant. He found himself walking around the sidewalk, not really sure where he was going but not caring either. Without any notice, he felt himself bumping into someone and he looked up at them and he smiled softly. “Oh uh, sorry about that. Guess I was lost in my own thoughts.”

work was exhausting and kota was tired, so it was so surprise that he hadn’t been paying attention when he was walking. thankfully, when someone had bumped into him, the impact was light. he was planning on watching away with nothing but a nod, but the other spoke, and kota stopped his feet from moving forward. “yeah, no worries.” his shoulders shrug. “i guess i was the same. or just tired, but serious, it’s not a huge deal.”

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akiycmas:

“There’s just something about modern art that just gets me…so…you know, like I’m…it’s just fuckin’ awesome man. Is it a boob? Is it THE UNIVERSE? Is it humanity’s impending doom? An all-male orgy? Who knows. I fucking love it.”

“are you good ? “ he asks without even responding to her statement, an eyebrow raised curiously. “’cause you kinda seem, i don’t know, like you’re the worlds highest kite. or the worlds biggest picasso fan, but who knows.” he laughs softly, shoulders shrugging. 

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bridgcts:

     “ uh huh, “ she replied, a smile playing at her lips, “ you sure sound it, “ she knew he was, though, that was why she was smiling for a moment, expression morphing only slightly as he spoke again, turning a bit bashful. she was incredibly aware of how close they were – closer than necessary for two people talking about tree decorations, “ … oh, whatever, “ bird walked over to the sink, pouring water haphazardly into a glass, “ alright. water. here we go. “

“for once, i’m being serious.” he points out, a smile pulling across his lips at the words. he almost laughs at her reaction, watching carefully as she gets water, ready to step in if something happens. “careful.” his voice is soft, stepping closer again. “i’m serious, though, bird. it’s okay. if you’re worried that it bothers me ‘cause ... you know. it doesn’t. plus, i’ve never seen you tipsy before, i don’t think, and it’s cute.. ▬ and we’re still putting the star on the tree together, i don’t care.” 

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beau: that's the most beautiful thing i've ever heard in my life

beau: i'm sure if he was still around, he'd love it

beau: don't be sorry

beau: i really like knowing things about u

beau: u're one of my best buds

beau: i'm honored

beau: thats kind of metaphorical

beau: bc i'll always be right behind u

beau: get it?

kota: thanks, beau.

kota: ive been told I don’t open up very easily but you’re really easy to talk to so, thank you

kota: for asking and for listening

kota: Exactly and also because you’ll always have my back

kota: Amazing I need it right now