*sunglasses emoji*

we can PARTY, at the hotel, and send your cell phone, across the lobby, isabel. and IF you’d rather fuck a MOVIE STAR, tell me THIS is who you are, then throw A FIT, run for it, and wake up in a K-9 car, oh, i will understand, i will understand, but don’t answer ANY questions, don’t answer ANY questions.

[rikurebane]

frenchnic:

Nic looked up at the voice giving the other man an easy smile as he took another sip of his drink nodding. He’d given up on the booth when he figured most of the people who were coming were already there- he’d only found out half way through his time actually inside the party that there was another entirely different entrance. “Yup. This beauty,” he said with an eye roll motioning at his shirt. It didn’t have to be a complete loss- he was still wearing it. “And it’s blue siblings,” he added as an after thought before shaking his head. “Haven’t seen you in a while have you been here the whole time?” he wondered turning a bit more in Riku’s direction.

Riku’s lips turned into a mischievous but admiring grin at the sight of the shirt. “The guts, man,” he commented before letting out a low whistle. For some reason he had expected something less controversial. “Yellow’s better. Yellow’s always better,”  he muttered. “So how many did you manage to give out. I don’t think you have the right customer pool here. My professional advice as a business school graduate,” he laughed. “Define the whole time. I just go out a lot, the plaza is too confining for me. I’m out all day, I’m out all night, I only sleep here.” He held a small pause. “Basically.”

[rikurebane]

“So... I heard you’re giving away free stuff?” Riku asked as he slid into the seat next to the prince. The guy was funny: he did not have the filter the royals around them seemed to have, he didn’t shy away from hard topics and he always had a snappy comeback on his tongue. As long as the comment was not directed at Riku himself, he found the trait amusing.

----- @frenchnic

[rikurebane]

“Once I’m stuffed, can I leave?” Riku asks the prince standing next to him. “There’s literally nothing for me to do here. I ain’t gonna give a hefty sum to a charity and I don’t do politics. I only came here for the food.” His one fatal flaw is that he does not really care what other people think of him, perhaps the words would not make the best first impression but the prince is young --- Riku doesn’t bother to think about impressions.

----- @wcndcr

[rikurebane]

CHARITY BRUNCH: Riku’s look

[rikurebane]

idk like this for a starter from riku? if this gets more than 3 then the rest of u get a starter from either of my girls lol bc this is equality ( equal for my kids, not u lol )

[rikurebane]

kyungwon-rhee:

they wrinkled their nose at the jar. “wouldn’t it be more like a jam? like watermelon jam? if it doesn’t have tomatoes, is it still salsa?” they picked up the jar and checked the ingredients. “oh, it does have tomatoes.” kyung won set it down, looking mildly disgusted. “i still think it’s jam.”

“Exactly,” Riku stated with a slow nod. “It’s a blasphemy.” Riku’s eyes followed the jar as they examined it. The deep frown on his face just seemed to become more and more permanent. “That sounds like a horrible combination. I’m sorry but watermelon is good in drinks and alone. That’s it. It’s not good in salads, it’s not good with cheese, it’s just not as transformable as chefs make it out to be.”

[rikurebane]

ivandobryivechir:

“I am a smart guy, thank you for noticing that.” Ivan commented with a grin on his face. The Estonian boy made him more snarky than he usually was. “I suggest a competition. The one that eats more dumplings gets….” Ivan started to think and then lifted his eyebrows up. “Gets to command the other to do anything they want. Like if I win and I call you middle of a night to bring me pizza, you have to do that. What do you say? For like a five days or something.” 

“Oi, don’t get proud.” He almost, added ‘you fucker’  at the end of his sentence but he was not entirely sure if they were there yet. Building friendships was a delicate thing. Steps had to be taken at a slow pace. Riku turned his head towards the other boy in a dramatic manner. He looked at him intensely before nodding very slowly. “Are you sure you about this? When it comes to food and stuffing my face with it, well, I am very serious about it.”

[rikurebane]

armanicatherina:

momentarily, her eyes flickered towards him before returning her gaze out the window. “i don’t think so. you clearly know how this place works, i’m not supposed to go around introducing myself as her royal highness. besides, you didn’t tell me much about your family either. i think we’re even.”

“Hey, c’mon, I thought I was special. You can’t go kissing people with a fake identity,” he reprimanded, his authority was nonexistent considering he had a big smile plastered on his face. He found the situation rather amusing. “My family’s not interesting, it’s my dad’s second last year in the office.Who’s gonna remember us after that? I mean you will because I’m not called a good kisser for no reason but other people, eh, they’ll forget. About that kiss though, aren’t you like engaged or something?”

[rikurebane]

“Yesterday I said sunscreen is for losers and today I’m rubbing aloe vera on my skin, is this what stupidity looks like?” Riku asked, a silly smile decorating his face. He had never been a very serious person and upon his arrival he had decided to remain the same at the plaza where half of the people pretended to be smart, cool and mature. His new mission was to get every royal’s facade to crack. He had picked Marianna as his first target. “Seriously though, remember to wear sunscreen. Especially with you complexion. The red might not look too good on your porcelain skin,” he pointed out with a wink as he lazily rested his head in his hands. 

---- @missmariannas

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[rikurebane]

“You know us presidents’ kids gotta be tight,” Riku stated as he slid into the chair next to hers. “We gotta be buddies. You and me, let’s get to know each other.” Boredom was a mean thing, and Riku had never been good at keeping himself entertained. He always needed someone to do it for him. “So... How skilled are you at basketball? At least you’re tall.”

---- @xonrb

[rikurebane]

“Kinda unfair, don’t you think?” he started as he sat next to her, barely leaving any space between them. “The way I found out about your title. Usually people are really upfront about that stuff.”

---- @armanicatherina

[rikurebane]

“Have you tried watermelon salsa?” Riku asked as he suspiciously stared at the mentioned food on the shelf. “Sounds fucking horrible,” he muttered. “Does it even qualify as a salsa?” he asked them, for some reason expecting them to know the answer.

---- @kyungwon-rhee

[rikurebane]

yoo hit like & i’ll make u a starter on riku & come plot w u too!!

[baenett]

Reece King is beautiful

[reecekingdaily-blog]

reeceking_ more water

[rikurebane]

ivandobryivechir:

“Please look at me.” Ivan started with a amused tone. “I’m a white Ukrainian man. I have to wear so much sunscreen that I look like a snowman, so wherever I go I have like two sunscreen bottles with me.” He joked, but there was a hint of truth in his words. He got burned easily and it wasn’t nice to look at. “Let me think. Probably ten. Maybe even more. Your stomach is like a black hole, man.” 

“Smart,” Riku commented with an approving nod. The reaction had made him more certain that Ivan was someone he could actually spend some time with. “Ten?” he echoed, going uncharacteristically silent for a moment as he tried to imagine eating the ten dumplings. “If I do it, do I get something? It’s a pretty impressive number.”