daydream believer.

❝thesun is up, thesky is blue it's beautiful and so are you; ❝ dear prudence❞ won't you come out and play❞

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Hey everyone so I know I haven’t been active on my character blogs here lately, but I have been on the main and I’m just hopping on here to give a proper farewell. This group really was such an amazing group to run, I’ve never had such an amazing experience being an admin or being a member of a group before. You are all absolutely beautiful people and amazing writers, and I just want to make sure you all know that! It truly was an honor being one of your admins. If you want to reach me I’ll be over at @dovewrites and you can just shoot me a message there for my skype or one here if you’d like. Anyways all of you take care, thank you so much for the wonderful experience

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mitch.

Although his computer and his books were strewn in front of him, perfectly laid out as if he’d been studying for quite some time, Mitch actually was finding it extremely hard to concentrate. It may or may not have had something to do with the fact that it’d been a while since he’d just hung out alone with Pandora, studying with her the same way that they used to when they were… together, sort of. Nerves didn’t tend to get the best of Mitch, but he found his heart pattering slightly quicker than usual at the moment. However, he couldn’t help but grin slightly when he saw the familiar blonde once she’d approached their table, heart swelling when she mentioned she’d brought him food. Standing up, Mitch grabbed the bag full of food so she could focus on setting her books down where she needed to, “Thank god, I’m starving.” He mumbled, peeking inside to see what she’d grabbed. “Oh my god, you still remember my favourite?” Smile widening at the gesture, Mitch almost immediately felt himself begin to relax, feeling more comfortable around the other than he had in a while due to the familiarity. “Have I ever told you lately that you’re one of my favourite people?”

“Of course, I remember your favorite,” Pandora laughed, glad that he was so eager to help her, “It’s not like I’m completely heartless you know, plus I’m super old fashioned, it’s basically written in my DNA to remember the order of every male companion I come in contact with,” She muttered, voice serious and yet eyes remained playful and teasing, simply giggling after a while as she set her books down. “You’ve made of uttered it once or twice but, it’s definitely nice to hear.” The blonde chirped as she got her own food out of the bag, sitting down in her chair and opening up the container, “So I was thinking we eat first, because food is much more important than studies, and then pray that we don’t eat ourselves into a food coma and completely forget what we came here to do, sound good?”

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I’m sorry about my lack of activity guys! This week was birthday week for my sister and I, my birthday is actually Wednesday but we were celebrating it this weekend, but after today everything should be back on schedule! I’m p sure I owe starter replies to a few people, so if you could just relike this to make sure I’m right i’ll get this up asap, and i really mean asap this time, not ima disappear again for 100 days! asdas 

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dayn.

Dayn sat on the roof at nearly two in the morning, pondering his life.  He had another nightmare again, for the third time this week, and he was over it.  His anxiety medication was for emergencies only and it sucked that they wouldn’t give him any more than that.  Something about him having ‘highly addictive personality,’ which made sense as he took another long drag on his Newport cigarette.  It was a gross, yet helpful habit.  Especially when he was this tense.  He blew out smoke in a sigh and closed his eyes.  Sweet relief.  He stuffed his other hand into his Mummers hoodie and shivered, still in pajama pants and his slippers.  The door that led back downstairs swung open and he jumped in surprise.  Dayn considered stomping out the cigarette on the roof, but didn’t care at this point.  It wasn’t like it was any sort of secret that he smoked.  “Hello?” he called out, trying to make out who the mysterious figure was in the dark.

Pandora didn’t often have one-night stands in homes other than her own, but something had overcome her with this one, the pretty boy who’s name she’d already forgotten had convinced her to come back to his dorm, and after semi-disappointing sex, and him falling asleep with loud snores, the petite blonde made her way out of the building-or at least she tried. She wasn’t sure if it was the alcohol or the lack of familiarity with the dorm buildings, but somehow her feet had led her upstairs rather than down, and she felt rather stupid as she stared at who she thought she recognized as Dayn, her hair messy and wild and lips swollen and stained with smeared lipstick, “I just wanna find the parking lot,” She groaned, holding onto the door handle still, looking around the roof access and not making any attempts to come closer, “Why the fuck is this building a maze? This is stupid.”

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michael. 

Two hours, six cups of coffee, and one slice of toast. Michael had been at the small diner for two hours, had consumed six cups of coffee, and only eaten one of the two slices of toast that were on the plate. And he still wasn’t finished with this fucking assignment. He let out a grunt of frustration, erasing and re-shading the same area on the paper before him for the third time in five minutes. He glanced up, noticing that there was someone in the booth across from him, his cheeks immediately flushing. “Sorry,” he murmured, clearing his throat. “I’ll keep my noises to myself. I mean – I just, I’ll be quiet.”

Pandora had picked up extra shifts at the diner to cover for a girl who’d claimed to be sick at home, she was pretty sure the girl’s twitter feed was saying otherwise, that she was actually busy getting shit faced at some frat party, but it didn’t matter to Panda, she was making money. Though she was currently taking her break, resting her tired feet in the seat across from her, munching on a bagel while doodling on her order pad when she heard the continuing sounds of frustration and annoyance from one of the customers across from her. She couldn’t help but glance over, craning her head just a bit to try and see what he was angrily working on when he caught her looking, a flush tinging his cheeks and a smile spreading across hers, shaking her head, “Oh you’re not bothering me,” The girl laughed lightly,  “Just a little worried you weren’t enjoying your service,” She teased, gesturing towards her uniform and humming, “What’s got you so worked up?”

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She wasn’t sure how she had convinced him, but somehow Mitch had agreed to have a study date with her, which in her mind was going to consist of her being on her best behavior to do absolutely nothing to upset her sort of ex, and be solely what they name of their meeting entailed, studying. She’d decided that the library was the best place to do this, it was public, they had to be quiet and yet they could sit away from the rest of the students in the library. The tiny blonde was juggling her books and a bag full of diner food she’d decided to bring them, remembering his favorite order at the place, and had a few water bottles in her bag hanging from her arm for them. “Uhm,” She found herself giggling when she found their usual spot, Mitch already sat and ready to study, “Just a little bit of a hand would be great, I got you food.” She chirped, smiling over at him brightly. @mitchsvrra

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Pandora didn’t know what had possessed her to do something so stupid, something she knew could and would most likely end up with her heart broken into another billion pieces, but she just… couldn’t help herself. Rosewood Harbor, Maine didn’t have a lot of interesting events, they had snowball dances, spring festivals, the fish festival where all the fisherman got to sell their best catches of the week, and where someone would be crowned the Harbor Queen, something Pandora never got to be, unlike her sister.

The only town event she ever had any fun at were the ones that Matthew Rios and his nerdy little friends had convinces the community center director to let them put on, gaming tournaments. She truthfully thought they were stupid and boring, but she still always had fun at them, watching Matt playing his dumb games and get so into it that he actually broke a sweat. If she hadn’t loved him so much she would’ve thought it was embarrassing. Pandora wasn’t too shocked to see the flyer for a gaming tournament for Bernard university in the little café down the street from her apartment building, in fact, she half expected to see something like that pop up eventually, and she was glad.

Her excuse for coming was going to be that she had nothing better to do, and she always liked video games, she was aware that Matthew would know that was a lie, considering Pandora hated them, but it was better than saying the truth… that she was so desperate for an opportunity to see him that she put on the only yellow dress she owned, tried to tone down the color with a jean jacket, and drove all the way across campus to go to the student union building just to see him play his stupid games.

She was currently standing as close to him as she could be without him noticing her, a pamphlet of nonsense about the matches rolled up in her hands, she had no idea what was going on, knew no one but him, and felt completely out of her element and environment, and yet somehow… still felt at ease. That is until she there was a strange buzzing sound, and everyone began clapping and cheering, making her furrow her brows, and look towards Mattie as he began to stand, that stupid, cheesy sunshine smile she hadn’t seen it years plastered across his cheeks.

That’s when the nervousness set in, Pandora swallowing thickly when she saw the exact moment he noticed her standing there, and she tried her best to smile, waving slightly but making no move to come towards him, only praying that he would at least try to speak to her. @gameheld

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alright since i only have a few problems left ima hop on for starters and plotting, be proud everyone i only have 39 left! anyways if we haven’t plotted and you would like to please hmu or like this and i’ll come to you, i’ve got starters drafted to reply and ima work on closed ones from my previous post! 

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alright so i’m still super busy with this math assignment, but after Wednesday I will be done with it all ( until I decided to procrastinate for two weeks and only have three days before the exam to get it all done AGAIN ) but anyways I'm going to try and reply any starters tonight, i’ll most likely be dropping my event threads cause i’m trash, but anywho, if you’d like a starter from panda, asher or daisy like this and ill whip one up for you!

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mitch.

Mitch gave Pandora an endeared smile, her question something he should’ve seen coming. “Of course you could.” He replied easily, a blush spreading across his features as he tried to look away as casually as he could. “What, you’re telling me if you seriously met someone who had an unironic hotdog fetish you’d, like… ignore it? Not judge at all?”

“Damn right I could,” Pandora nodded firmly, laughing and noting the little bit of pink that rose to his cheeks, making her heart swell just a bit. Mitch was still just as perfect as ever she thought, just as sweet as he had always been, “Would you judge me if I had a unironic hotdog fetish Mitchy?” Pandora looked up at him, hand going to her chest as she pouted, “Because what if I did hmm? I didn’t judge you for your fetishes,” Pandora was joking obviously, but she found herself laughing, “In fact, I’m pretty sure I embraced them gladly, don’t you remember?”

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Bother my muse with invasive questions - if they refuse to answer, you win.

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hashi.

“Umm…” they thought about it for a moment, scanning the girl up and down for some sort of giveaway. “I think she might be a forest nymph. Or siren. Zombie Tinkerbell seems too specific and she doesn’t look very smart. No offence.”

“What not a slutty Gumby?” The blonde laughed, smiling more and shaking her head, “Nah she’s pretty dumb, she’s a nursing student, and not to make fun of my own degree but,” Pandora made a face, her head shaking, “Some of them are a bit... dingy, nothing going on up there you know?”

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morticia. 

tish shook her head. “nuh-uh. there’s not,” she said. she herself wasn’t dressed up any differently than she did any other day. but no one had really noticed yet — mostly because she was tucked away in a corner to avoid any obnoxious people, and god knew there were a ton of them. “why do people go for the lame costumes anyways? the scarier the better, yanno? the only thing scary about hotdogs is what they’re made with.”

Pandora hummed some, “Some people just like getting to dress however they want without people judging them,” The blonde explained softly, glancing over at Morticia and smiling, “Slutty, scary, dorky, gory, Halloween’s great for them all,” Laughter left her lips some, Pandora personally, hated scary on Halloween now, when she was younger she loved going on the haunted hayrides and houses in her hometown, but after… certain experiences brought on by Halloween rituals, the holiday had been ruined for her a bit, “I personally enjoy slutty, but that’s just me.”

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hashi.

“Yeah…” they agreed, thinking on it for a moment and feeling suddenly unsettled by the thought. They glanced up at Pandora, a smile on their face. “Something like that,” they nodded, chuckling softly. Truthfully, Hashi went as a vampire almost every year. Laziness was mostly to blame. Elijah always had something to say about it, but it made for an easy outfit. “I like playing the guessing game with people’s outfits.”

Pandora hummed some, nodding in agreement, “Well you make a good Count Von Count,” She beamed, before glancing out at the crowd again, head tilting as she looked for the vaguest looking costume, and pointed them out, “Alright game time then, that girl in the green, is she a zombie Tinkerbell or a slutty Gumby?”

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rory.

With a drink in tow, the tiny tinkerbell had also managed to get separated from her group of friends, finding them in various corners partaking in different activities, none of which interested her in this particular moment. A sigh of relief escapes from her at the sight of the familiar face, making her way over to Pandora and giving her a quick hug, “Hey!” She greeted before pulling away and taking a sip of her beer, nodding in agreement, “RIGHT? Honestly I thought everyone was going to be dressing up as Pennywise or Wonder Woman. People are SUCH disappointments these days.” Crinkling her nose with a grin before raising her brows, “Maybe if you wear nothing underneath the said hotdog costume and wear high heels?”

Pandora let out a girlish laugh, her head shaking quickly, “It be like…. A mini hotdog costume, so you know a bit of thigh is showing?” The girl began to explain, giving Rory a cheeky look as she stuck her own thigh out for further explanation, “Maybe a like, lacy garter belt and some fishnets, and you’d obviously have to have Dijon mustard, not plain ol’ ketchup, there’s nothing sexy about ketchup.” The blonde rolled her eyes, laughing again at herself before taking another generous drink from her glass of wine, before humming excitedly, “Maybe the lady hotdog could have on a corset, like in that movie Sausage Party, they gave that bun lady a really nice figure, so maybe they can just have a really awesomely padded costume that has an hourglass figure.”

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mitch.

Wrinkling his nose at her question, Mitch couldn’t help but laugh at the thought, his drunken state making everything seem so elated. “No hotdog is sexy. I mean - okay, when I’m, like, super hungry and all I want is food and then someone gives you a hotdog that’s, like. The hottest thing. That’s sexy. But hotdog costumes aren’t sexy.” He heaved in a deep breath after ranting, still chuckling gently, taking the last gulp of the drink in his hand. “Some of the people here will find anything sexy, though.”

Pandora found herself smiling as she listened to Mitch speak, laughing softly as she pictured a drunk and starved Mitch practically salivating over a hot dog of all things, “What you don’t think I could make a hotdog costume look sexy then?” She found herself teasing him, a playful glint in her eyes as she tilted her head up towards him, before shrugging some, “Everyone’s got their kinks, no reason for us to judge someone for their hotdog fetishes you know?”

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hashi.

“You could always just tie a hot dog between your legs. Very phallic.” They laughed at the thought, shaking their head in amusement as they too scanned the crowd for different costumes. Hashi did their best to pick out the people they found familiar, but they were still getting a feel for the place. They didn’t know everyone yet and hadn’t made a single friend outside of the ones they already knew from Gilchrist. Things were different now, it seemed. “Now that I think about it, I wish I’d dressed as a hot dog.”

She wrinkled her nose at the thought, head shaking, “As clever as that seems, I’m going to have to go with a hard no,” She laughed, smiling over at them before shrugging her shoulders, “There’s just something about the thought of a uncooked semi-raw hotdog flopping between my legs that’s just… not pleasant you know?” Pandora smiled wider, head tilting as she took them in, before humming, “I mean as sexy as you make a hotdog seem, I think this look is much better, what are you like, modern day Count Von Count? Totally the winner.”