with the tidal waves

cas ++ 23 ++ sophomore linguistics major. sailing on to another sorry shore talking shit, say i'm your filthy little, filthy little—

[ofcas-saved]

hey friends! this has been such a fun group to be a part of and i’m gonna miss it and all of you. i don’t really know where i’m gong next but if you want to keep in touch my discord is survivetheinnocence#4482 !

[beaualex]

“Oh my god,” Natty said to the person who she’d sat down next to in lecture, with a large, obviously uncaring, spill of her personal items all over the shared desk as well as her personal thoughts as she continued to talk, “I went to a watch party for some football game this weekend and like, this guy I hadn’t seen since freshman year was there. Like, I know it was totally a mistake hooking up with him even back then, but I chugged an entire orange juice pint that was like… a third vodka and needless to say his head game has not improved since he was eighteen.”

[ofcas-saved]

“Oh god, what’d you do now?” Cas turned to her, lazily flicking a pen back in her direction before it could roll off the edge of the desk. He wasn’t the biggest fan of this class, but at least he could usually count on a good story from Natty to liven up the hour. “Wait, hang on. You hooked up with him again? Well...I guess I get wanting to see if he got any better since then, but Christ. If his head game hasn’t improved in two years that’s not a good sign.”

[foreignerongermansoil]

Excerpt from Kató Lomb’s “Polyglot: How I Learn Languages”

[ofcas-saved]

[mushu voice] i liiIIIIIIIVE!!! i’m Done moving, done with everything for the most part, and my muse for both cas and aedan is super high SO i’m gonna do a big unfollow/refollow and then jump into the starter tag!

[ofcas-saved]

@captaincas: thinking about getting something pierced again...

[eliaspaxton-deactivated20201019]

“Alright, what have I missed?” Blake took a seat across from the other in the food court, taking a swig of his milk and shrugging a shoulder. “You’re gone for a few weeks and anarchy ensues, it seems. Did you hear someone flooded the entire West Wing of the Humanities building and Professor Hastings almost drowned? That might be made up, but it was the most compelling story I’ve been filled in on so far.”

[ofcas-saved]

“Definitely made up. I was in the west wing when that happened. What actually happened is that the microwave in the fifth-floor faculty lounge overheated or something and set off the sprinklers, but they got shut off pretty fast. Oh, and Professor DiNota’s fish tank tipped over in his office but that was a separate incident.”

[wood-el-blog]

“He took shrooms and didn’t want anyone to touch him. He kept saying he was a chip and he didn’t want to break.” Last night was wild, too wild. The girl often used weed, but never anything extreme, but after last night she was sure she would never experiment again. The shrooms took everyone by surprise.

[ofcas-saved]

Cas raised his eyebrows in surprise. He’d never really been one for drugs, and though he’d been around people using he couldn’t say he’d ever witnessed anything like that before. “A chip? Like a snack chip or...some other kind of chip?”

[ohayesha]

“listen dude, last time i’m gonna tell you without my fists-” dax took a breath, leaning against the wall and pinching the bridge of his nose, words slurring slightly, tongue lazy with liquor, “back up.” he looked over at the other with him. “you okay?”

[ofcas-saved]

cas sighed, shaking his head and downing the rest of his drink. “yeah, i’m fine. he wasn’t really giving me any trouble—yet—but thanks anyway. you sound like you’ve been having a good time, though.”

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text | open

levi: ur the only man i can trust

levi: staying in? if u dont mind me dropping by at such a scandalous time of the night

cas: it's only scandalous if people see

cas: you know me, i'm always fully stocked so swing by anytime

[ofcas-saved]

text | open

levi: so that was the worst date i've ever been on

levi: i could really use a drink if you're up for it

levi: i'll fill you in on the gruesome details pls

cas: you know i'm always up for a drink

cas: heading out or staying in?

[ofcas-saved]

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[ofcas-saved]

@captaincas: i don't know why i bother with the vmas anymore when i know i won't know about half the people on it

@captaincas: but jennifer lopez is an icon

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literallyeros‌:

“oh, thank you, kind sir!” the lovebird muttered playfully as he held cas’ hand, happily of course. to be going out and partying with an attractive guy on the first night? amazing. noise levels skyrocketing as they patrolled through the dance floor, eros couldn’t help but nuzzle into his partner for the night. “you know, i’d love to get fucked up even more. lord knows i need it.” his voice whispered into cas’ ear, before realizing the amount of guys that were giving him stares as he walked in. rather quickly, eros made some space between the two, and added a bit of a switch and strut into his walk as he blew a kiss to one of the guys nearby. examining the bar of alcoholic drinks, the spitfire traced his fingers across the other’s thigh, pretty much doing what he can to spice the night up quite a bit early. “i would describe myself as a lightweight, but hey, it’s syllabus week. i’ll take a straight svedka.” he gestured to the bartender before getting his drink. “so tell me, handsome, what were your plans tonight before i came along? i hope i made your night a little more…godly.” he spoke with a wink, his touch closer to the other’s member at this point in time.”

eros stepped away suddenly, blowing a kiss toward one of his admirers, and cas—shouldn’t be surprised. eros seemed very much like someone who knew how hot he was and used it. cas wouldn’t be surprised if they ended the night in different people’s beds. oh, well. he could enjoy the company while it lasted. “straight svedka, on the first night? bold,” cas teased him, ordering amaretto on the rocks for himself before meeting the other’s eyes once again and moving a bit closer—just to hear what he was saying, of course. eros’s fingers trailed up his thigh as he spoke, intent in their path, and cas did his best to pretend it wasn’t affecting him. “well, if i’m being honest, thought i might find someone cute to go home with,” he said, taking a slow sip and keeping his gaze on eros the entire time, even as he licked the remnants of the bitter liqueur off his lips. “buy a couple drinks, dance a bit...” he paused, swallowing again as eros’s hand crept higher. “make out in the bathroom a little, maybe even get them off before we went back to mine.” he placed his hand over eros’s then, stopping it in its tracks but not moving it away. “but that was just an idea. what about you?”

[bea-harlowe-blog]

a small trail of smoke danced into the air as it escaped the blonde’s cherry lips. her hair was thrown up into a haphazard ponytail and her chipping nails held the half smoked cigarette between them. the night was as beautiful as you could ask for, the air still warm enough to enjoyably sit by the lake outside the bar. dulled music echoed through the night as bea continued to feverishly finishthe cigarette before going back in. footsteps interrupted her thoughts and she turned to meet eyes with the culprit. “here for a smoke too?” her voice low yet inviting. “or are you just going to drunkenly walk around the sea walk? if it’s the latter, don’t expect me to go after you.”

[ofcas-saved]

“neither, actually,” cas answered. “i’m taking a sober walk, unfortunately. i hit on a guy who ended up having a girlfriend and i can’t help but feel like it’s usually the other way around.” he laughed quietly, sitting down a few feet away from the other person. “mind if i hide out here for a while?”

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jadevassr‌:

“Yo, what? There are dollar vodka bottles over there?” Jade practically jumped at the idea of it, as if she hadn’t nearly blacked out in high school via $2 wine. That was packaged in paper cartons. “That must be the equivalent to drinking isopropyl alcohol, I bet. I need to pick up some next time.” She spun around like a doll in a music box, clutching the couch as she perched herself on top of the arm rest. “I’ve just about shot everyone in this damn town. Need a… fucking… cowboy hat.”

“There are so many dollar vodka bottles. There’s like, $2 gin and some cheap amaretto too. You just gotta check out the stuff by the counter. I think a bunch of the tiny vodkas are kind of hidden behind the hard cider display but they’re there. They’re not that bad, I don’t have any trouble drinking them straight but they also make great birthday presents. Like, just pick up as many as the person’s age and there you go. A gift and you’re also bringing booze for the party, so there you go.” He curled into the corner of the sofa, tucking his legs up to make room for her. “Everyone? Whatever are you going to do now, sheriff?”

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alcxespisoto‌:

She absentmindedly blew out a puff of smoke, shaking her head at him slightly. “Cas. Like Casper the Friendly Ghost?” Her eyes drifted back to regard his features. “Nah, no hand holding. Unfortunately I’m not The Bachelorette. Shame, too. I’d fuck all thirty suitors and then run away to marry Chris Harrison. Tell ABC I’ve got a great idea for them.” Suddenly grinning at formally sticking out her hand, she curtsied to him. “Alexandra June. Lovely to make your acquaintance. Since you’re such a great kisser I’ll let you call me Alex.”

“Everyone jumps straight to Casper. I’ve never actually met anyone actually named Casper. But no, just Cas.” It was a lie, sort of, but an unimportant one in his eyes. “I’ve never actually seen an episode of The Bachelorette or The Bachelor so I don’t really know how it works, but I’m gonna guess there’s a lot of hand holding and sunset beach walks. In that case, sign me the fuck up,” he joked. Her switch to formalities was sudden if not amusing, and he decided to play along and take it a step further, taking her hand but kissing the air above it. “Alex, what a pleasure. Care for another drink?”

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bcnnctts‌:

“Yeah, that’s true. I feel bad for the guys on the fifth floor or above. I heard the elevator doesn’t always work,” he said, now glad he managed to book a room on the ground floor, and that he didn’t bring a ton of stuff. “Not really. I mean, I’ll play catch with my friends, but that’s probably not what you mean – whoa, where’d you get that? I wonder if the Cubs have any…” he thought out loud, before turning his attention back to his roommate. “You…have a boat? Really? That’s impressive. Uh, sure. Maybe not right now, but definitely.”

“This? Back home in Boston a couple years ago. Me and a couple old friends went to the pride night game and one of them found this in the shop, so I just had to get it,” Cas explained, the word ‘home’ slipping out inadvertently. “I know a bunch of MLB teams did pride hats, but I don’t know if the Cubs were one of them, but honestly I’d be surprised if they didn’t. I do! Oh, not right now, but like...” Cas pulled out his phone, flicking rapidly through his photo albums before finding some of his favorite pictures of his beloved sailboat and offering it out. “If you wanted. Either way, I’m gonna drag these into my room and then be back with the rest of my stuff.”