I. I want to touch the butt. I. I want. I want to. I.
the butt wants 2 touch u
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I. I want to touch the butt. I. I want. I want to. I.
the butt wants 2 touch u
so two weeks after my hamstring injury i’m allowed to play sports again. i get all excited playing rugby and
this guy twice my size crashes into me and re-pulls my hamstring, bruises the bone on my thigh and cracks a rib. fab. fabu.
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Although Hoshi saw the threat coming, he allowed the other to do what he wished; oh, just let him mess up his hair. Just let him fucking try.
In the end, no hair was damaged, so no punches were thrown.
Hoshi allowed him to then speak. Ahh, under normal circumstances he’d appreciate a guy like that; it was fairly amusing to hear people praise and lust after him. Disobedient pups needed to be punished, though. Giving the other guy the most charming of his smiles, Hoshi quickly moved his leg under Kin’s chair, tipping it. The chair lost balance and started falling backwards, hitting the floor with Kin still in it. The commotion made the class pause. Some kids laughed, while a few looked a little concerned.
Hoshi just gazed down at him, charming smile still ever present.
“Deal?”
He repeated in a stricter manner than usual, though his charming smile did not leave his face. Hoshi lifted his gloved hand and formed it into a fist, tightening the grip a little before letting the hand fall back to it’s original location.
From that angle Kin could clearly see how the glove was made of thick leather, adorned with silver studs. The Knuckle area had blunt spikes on it. A good hit from that might knock out more than just a fake tooth. Ouch.
Do you remember when you were a bully, Kin-kun? Do you remember when people cowered at the sight of you, when a single insult would result in blood because of how hard you had worked to get here? Do you remember when you wouldn't have flinched at this?
Well, flinch now, little coward.
The laughter made his blood boil, and he'd swallowed his gum in the fall so it took a few gross coughs before he could speak, his face flaming red and his hands curled up tightly. How dare he? This was not the Kin of whispered submissive remarks and artificial strawberry kisses and pickup lines copied from twitter.
He was a fire who had just been put out. But he wasn't done yet.
Staring up at Hoshi, his sunglasses a little askew revealing small green eyes behind them, he nodded. What else could he do? Here and now, he raised his hands in a sort of surrender, pushing himself up off the floor and spitting on the ground in front of someone who still dared to laugh.
Then he pushed his chair back up, sliding another piece of gum in his mouth and flashing Hoshi a bashful but seemingly genuine smile. In a second, his whole demeanor appeared to change, all the rage gone.
"Wow, yer so strong~" He cooed, holding out a stick of gum. "Just the kinda guy I like. You think that 'umiliated me? Nah. It just gave me a forty-mile 'ard on."
He grinned, batting his eyelashes and cocking his head.
[He was so angry he was so angry he was so angry he was so angry he was so angry he was so angry-]
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i'm so excited about this rp with hoshi i'm so ryy
i want to make some dr oc sims but sims 2 won't work since i got ultimate edition and i only have the create a sim demo for sims 4
i can imagine kin in a game of mutual killing. he gets killed in the first chapter. i said, kin, you pop that gum one more time- and he did. so i fired two warning shots. straight into his head. [cell block tango playing]
he had it comin’
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"Wow, fuck you, fuck your gum, and fuck the slimy mass of gel and horseshit you call your hair," Lynn does not remark in the middle of class. This guy has worked his way up to her eightieth percentile of most hated people in less than five minutes. Very impressive.
She flashes a smile and replies in curt English,
I am relatively new to this school as well. To this country, even. So sorry, sir.
If Kin had been able to read minds, or even simple body language and facial expressions, he might have had a very different idea about this girl. As it was, though, he was far too self obsessed, and busy checking everybody out. This guy was hardly a genius when it came to non-business matters.
"Hey, it's cool. And sweet, another English speaker. Tell me, where'dya come from, Princess? I wanna write a letter to the ambassador to praise them on the fine quality of girls from their country."
Mark that down as one of your less successful lines, Kin. It just doesn't work.
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Hoshi had not been paying attention at all; new kid? Yeah cool. If it ain’t him getting the attention, it didn’t matter. He had leaned back in his chair and was ready to take out his headphones when he caught sight of a finger pointed at him. Hmm? The teacher wanted something?
Before he could figure out what had happened in the few moments he had stopped paying attention, the new kid sat next to him.
He quickly glanced the other over; not too bad looking. Flashy. Hoshi did like that. The other’s actions, however, left a less than good impression. He did not appreciate gum being so close to his hair.
"Hnnn~ You’re lucky to just be sitting next to me, pup. Don’t push it."
He gave the other a lazy smirk.
"Normally I don’t do charity, but since I’m such a kind person, I suppose I’ll do as the teacher pleases and show ya around today. Just one rule, pup, keep that bubble poppin’ away from my face and I’ll keep my fist away from that golden tooth. Deal?~ "
Hoshi spoke so smoothly, almost in a flirty manner, but there was a sense of seriousness in his threat. If any of that gum got on him, someone will be heading home with something broken.
This guy was familiar. Very familiar.... But mostly just hot. And, somehow, that trumped any actual thoughts or recognition in Kin's brain. He was a one-track man- it was part of his charm!
Speaking of charm, this guy didn't seem to be overflowing with it. What kind of a first sentence was that? Didn't he know to get ahead you had to come across at least five times nicer than you were? Unless it was all part of a clever plan, in which case, kudos to him. Kin liked a guy with a little manipulative power, after all.
Actually, scratch that. Kin liked anything that breathed.
"Ohohoh, yer ego's almost as impressive as yer face. If I'm a pup, what's that make you, then? Head Bitch In Charge?"
Again, he leaned close to the other's hair, so close he could almost smell it. Maybe he even used Kin's products- but there was no time for that now. What Kin was doing wasn't flirting, it was self-destruction, and the adrenaline was driving him wild.
Making sure he was just close enough to cause a fright but not enough to actually damage the other's impressive locks, he blew and popped another bubble.
"Threats like that don't work if I want a hot guy to dominate me. What y'gonna do? Tie me to my chair and teach me a lesson I won't forget? Gimme a broken nose, a bloody lip? God, it sounds like a fuckin' wet dream."
Okay, that was a lie. Kin was actually a bit of a wimp with pain, and would probably cry if he got punched. Still, it sent thrills through him to talk like that. This school was gonna be fab.
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Yuri stared at the flash boy in awe. He was rather handsome and had a foreign charm to him, though she wondered where his uniform was. Unlike her peers, she found something terribly attractive in this boy—then again, that wasn’t a far fleet for Yuri. When the the teacher asks for a volunteer, Yuri considers, but before she can the new boy is sitting next to her and she’s instructed to do so anyways. Well, some things were meant to be, it seemed.
The petite swimmer looks away bashfully, face flushed and eyebrows furrowed.
"O-Oh, u-um…s-sure, i-if you want."
More than just the buildings? Perhaps he wanted to be taken into town? Perhaps he meant..like a date?
Was she really that innocent, or was it just a part of her angle? Either way, it appealed to Kin- the boy had an odd liking for innocent things, his own being so far behind him. So, while a few years ago he may have made some cutting remark about the way she stammered, he simply gave her a smile that was, for him, almost friendly.
"Thank y'very much, Sunshine."
In English, he then mouthed 'and nice knockers, love', but it was concealed a little by his hand and thick accent, so hopefully he could carry on his teeth of gold, heart of gold act up. Didn't girls like cool guys with soft interiors? Something like that.
"Want some gum, sweet'eart?"
He held out a small strip with a cute tattoo of a rabbit. How sweet- and yet how out of place it looked in his oddly rough hands for an office worker, covered with flashy rings and with perfectly manicured nails.
And, of course, it was only a sweet little accident that caused his hand to brush her upper thigh as he extended the gum. Pure coincidence.
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Oh my god, it’s Klavier Gavin…
Okay, it was probably only Travis that thought he looked like that guy. Maybe if he got a purple jacket…and probably let his hair get longer a bit…then it’s going to be even more close to looking a lot like Klavier Gavin. Maybe.
Well, he certainly does have nice hair. Must have been a lot of hair gel. And those glasses seemed expensive too. Maybe he’s the type to blow money off a lot? It’s just-
Oh dear, Travis spent way too much time looking right at the man that he didn’t notice he was right next to his ear. Sweet mother of-
"…Er, Um…Well, there IS a Starbucks somewhere…down the street Ah think. Maybe Ah can show you there."
Travis found it rather awkward to talk to such a man with his…very soft Texan accent. Was this the kind of effect this guy had on people? Might as well just continue to make small talk with him. Better get used to that gum smacking and stuff…
"…What kind of gum brand is that, by the way? Maybe we can find a place that has that brand…?"
Oooh, a Texan. So, this was a fellow English speaker, then? Perfect. He could tease him in public and basically nobody else would be able to understand.
Well, unless there were loads of other English-speaking people here.
Still, a smirk graced his lips, and he churned the wad of gum in his mouth, letting it stick to his teeth with a seemingly total disregard for how attractive (or unattractive) it might make him seem.
After all, gotta give me tongue a warmup before all the action I'm gonna be gettin'.
"Right, then. It's a date, yankee-boy."
Oh, and now he was asking about the gum? Hmm... Well, he supposed it was only right. After all, they might be sharing gum in the future, hot and steamy exchanges where there was too much passion not to be caught in the school broom closet to swallow his gum before lips touched, open mouths sharing breath, tongues fighting for dominance just like a bad fanfic, and-
He caught himself just in time before his overexcitement began to show. Poor Travis, you don't know what the teacher's landed you in for.
"Sometimes I like lotte, but today it's fusen gum. Comes with a temporary tattoo, in case y'ever wanted one- a little rule I got, though. M'only gonna give it t'someone who comes up with the most original place fer me t'stick it."
He let out a little chuckle, before his eyes flashed over as though he was about to say something deathly serious and awful.
"Anyway, 'ave y'seen what's 'appenin' 'ere? Over the last year, gum consumption 'as fallen over 4%. It's bein' challenged by mints. Fuckin' mints. What's the world comin' to?"
Kin, nobody else really cares as much as you do. Leave the poor guy alone and talk about this with other gum enthusiasts.
why did i reblog that instead of making a seperate post i am sorry friendo my mind is confused tonight
Tagged by shsl-properpianist! Similarities and differences between me and Kin, heck yeah!
Similarities:
We are both white and British.
We both speak English as a first language.
We both have brown hair
We both like artificial strawberry
We both get all up in people's ears and whisper pick-up lines just so see what happens.
We are both pretty obnoxious tbh. Like off the internet I am the most irritating person you will ever meet and I will probably try my hardest to flirt with you so. Quite similar in that respect.
We both have pretty deep voices.
Differences:
Kin loves sex and will get restless if he doesn't have sex for a week or two whereas I am grey-ace.
Kin is male, and I am (for the sake of convenience) female, although I don't identify strongly with any gender.
Kin uses a tonne of hair gel and I don't put any kind of product in his hair.
Kin is from North-West England and I am from the South-East.
Kin has next to no interest in romance but when he falls, he falls forever- whereas I fall in 'love' all the time, but it only lasts about a week at most.
Kin wears shirts that show off his chest, I don't like to because I have several birth marks across it.
Kin plucks his eyebrows regularly, I hide my monobrow under my fringe because I'm too lazy.
Tagging three people: ultimatesynchronizedswimmer shsl-star dewofthegods
tell me a thing about your OC and I'll tell you a related one about mine
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kin's main company sells male grooming products
and he's probably wearing all of them at once
if u want to ship with kin there has to be a connection, a semblance between kin and the other muse, a kinship, if you will
i s2g.