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{ Teddy }

Teddy’s eyes widen, brows raising as his face lights up, leaning in slightly ( though he was already quite close, has no perception of personal space ), “JD? Wha’? Tha’s like James Dean, tha’ is,” He giggles and nods, “I can imagine ya as th’James Dean type. Ya go’ a mo’orcycle an’ all, darlin’?” He lets his imagination run away with him, images this JD to be some sort of anti-hero with doe eyes and soft lips ( and he’s not so far off, he supposes ).

He snaps out of his thoughts, sickly sweet smile curling his lips, “Me? Th’call me Teddy. Mad Teddy. Mad Teddy Smith, t’be precise, love.” He winks, “Y’can call me wha’ever y’like though darlin’, ‘specially wiv’ tha’ accent of yours…” He hums, actually steps around the boy and circles him, inspecting him properly now ( though he’d already gotten quite a good look ), “Wrong kinda’ jacke’ for James Dean. Wha’s up wiv’ it? Y’part of a gang, love?” He takes the opportunity to step close to him again, grin seemingly etched on his face.

The lack of space between the two didn’t seem to bother JD all that much, && even if it did, he didn't have much time to react before laughing at his new friend’s comment. James Dean wasn't that bad a comparison, considering it was actually pretty damn accurate. “Yeah actually--” He snorted, “Or I did..” There’s always the issue of transferring vehicles from one country to another.

He bit his bottom lip, “Mad Teddy..” He repeated, squinting, as if trying out the name himself before he finally nodded.. “I like it though, got a nice ring to it.” The name itself was enough to confirm his speculations that Teddy wasn't an average Joe, && he simply smiled as the other circled him similar to a shark, this was admittedly one of the first times he met someone so overt, or intriguing. “My jacket..? Guess it just gives me a bit of character. && nah.. Not me.. Not too keen on the gang life..” He always wore his trench coat, it was not only warn, but a convenient way of holding things.

#{ teddy }#{ replies }#{ ic }#madlittleteddy

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BASICS

EXPERIENCE

platforms you’ve used. | Skype, though I don’t use it for roleplaying best experience. | probably meeting and talking with new people, getting to know them, it’s really fun!

MUSE PREFERENCE

female or male. | male least favourite face(s) | Yea Right like i know enough actors to be able to answer this multi or single. | multiship

WRITING PREFERENCE

fluff, angst or smut. | Fluff is nice, doesnt make me melancholy as hell. Angst I’m fine with every now and then. And smut wow yeha uh nah I suck at smut lets not even go there plots or memes. | Both are totally cool ;) long or short replies. | Both~~ Pref longer though

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#{ mun things }#{ outofexplosives }

sundaevintage

#{ musings }

{ ??? }

“Oooh, America!” Teddy coos, turning back to the window and finishing up his hair as best he can ( it’ll have to do ) before turning back to the other boy, stepping over to him, “Y’re a long way from home, ain’ ya, lovey? Do try an’ no’ ge’ lost.” He giggles, stops in front of him and stuffs his hands in his pockets, rocking back and forth slightly on his heels ( and he doesn’t hide the fact he’s looking the stranger up and down ).

“Nah, wouldn’ wanna’ ge’ lost in a place like this, no’ at all.” He tuts and shakes his head ( always was one for dramatics ), “s’good fing y’got someone like me t’show y’round, hm, darlin’?” He grins, nice and wide again, “Wha’ did y’say y’name was, love? Seems t’ave slipped m’mind…”

He thought nothing of the use of the word ‘lovely’, simply assuming it’s just a thing this guy does, but he didn’t particularly care about it either. “Guess I am.” Agreeing with a shrug, he was indeed far from home, or at least America.. He never quite stayed in one place long enough to label it 'home’. “Ah it isn’t all that bad, got kinda boring back there, real repetitive.” He admitted before the guy stepped in front of him, rocking on his heels, it’s then he notices the way his eyes survey him curiously. In response to this, Jason quirks a brow (keeps his relaxed posture), but doesn’t say a word about it. He was almost impressed by how upfront && straightforward the guy was.

He didn’t appose to the idea of having a 'guide’, or someone to show him around, but he wasn’t quite sure what his new acquaintance was up to, but seeing as he insisted, he didn’t really mind. So with a nod of his head, “Yeah, good thing,” He decided to humor him, “JD, unless you’re not a fan of nicknames, (which he highly doubted on account of the constant use of 'lovely’ && 'darling’) then you can just call me Jason..” He much preferred JD though. “What about you.” Of course he wasn't just going to give away his name without asking for his new friend’s in return.

#haha ogosh hes just kinda like trying to play it off XD #haha ayy! well for the time being im much more active on here than i am on babe cx #also omfg its so ridiculous i love it #{ replies }#{ ic }#{ teddy }#madlittleteddy

{A greeter for @pitifulthing }

Gaze traveled around the room in attempt to read the surroundings. It was a nice room, obviously, being a psychiatrists office, it had an old fashioned feel to it, enough to make you sleepy just by sitting there. It definitely wasn’t JD’s first choice to spend his free time in a place like this.. But he didn’t really have that much of a say in that matter. Finally, the door opened gently, followed by a man entering the room, he, along with the room, seemed to enjoy an old fashioned style. His eyes now fixated upon the one sitting across from him, he offered a smile, not without a vague twitch of irritation though.

“So.. What.. You the guy that runs this place?”

#hello friend! vuv #thanks for the follow!#{ greeter }#{ ic }#pitifulthing

michaelcera

#lmfao gr8 #{ face }

{ ??? }

Teddy tries to straighten out his hair in the reflection of a window, sneering at the mess that had been made of it ( why did clumsy old men have to grip at it so? ), raising his brows in surprise as he turns to the stranger. It’s the smile he sees first, and he immediately sends one back, wild and wide, “Can’ be visi’in’ impor’an’ people dressed jus’ any way, hm, darlin’?” He indicates towards the top of the tall building, what went on in there he didn’t really know, a business of some sort, only important fact to him is that CEOs pay well ( though why the man made Teddy come all this way instead of just using his secretary for the same job ).

“I like y’accent, love.” He says unashamedly, “Where y’from?”

He’d be lying if he said he wasn’t just as surprised when the other smiled in such a manner, though it wasn't a bad surprise, he found it intoxicating, in an odd way, who was this guy?

Looking towards the top of the building, he thinks nothing of it, just another pile of building blocks to be knocked down one day, there wasn't anything special about it he thought, && there wasn't anything he would gain out of messing with it (other than probably having to move again). Biting his lip, he chuckles, && hunches ever so slightly, “Guess you got a point there, keepin’ it classy means so much these days.” Not like he would know, wearing a trench coat && a t-shirt everywhere he went.

“Ah, y’know, America, but I can never seem to stay in one place for too long.” He mentions with a wave of his finger, grin seemingly widening at his own reference. This is one of the first times he’s been out of country though.

#eyy waddup xD #loll i noticed~! youre so active over here omg #also thank yoou! cx #the artist who drew it has such a pretty style ; u ;#{ replies }#{ ic }#{ teddy }#madlittleteddy

aseaofquotes

Julian Barnes, The Sense of an Ending

#{ musings }

{ A greeter for @madlittleteddy }

“My, my.. Aren’t you dressed up like a dogs dinner.”

The young man stood by a buildings corner, quirking a brow at the stranger && offering his sincerest, snakelike smile. What fancy clothing for the time && setting such as this, very unusual, && because of that, JD was curious. It wasn’t necessarily his intention to patronize others, he more often than not tried to avoid attracting too much attention to himself, though he did have a bit of a sarcastic (perhaps even odd) tone. However, when it comes to people he views as out of place, he doesn’t mind a little chit chat.

#hes jus like lmao hi who r u #{ greeter }#{ ic }#madlittleteddy

{ Okie dokie, I got SAT's in the morning so I'm calling it a day. I'm not sure how much I'll be around though tomorrow even after the test cause some peeps might be over my house. }

#{ ooc }#{ notice }#even if i am on ill probs be focused on making icons or smthn #also yay i prettied up my blog a tiny bit

{ ??? }

Gaze lifts from the book he’s currently reading, focusing on that of the STRANGER who didn’t even wait for an invite before making himself comfortable across from him. While he HAD seen him in the recent weeks ( a new student perhaps?? ) he had yet to share introductions with the other——though it seemed by the looks of things, that was going to change VERY quickly. Thin fingers move to close the book before INTERLACING with one another & he rests them atop the hard cover, hazel meeting with eyes that strangely mirror his own.

‘ And I suppose YOU’RE going to provide said company… is that right? ‘

The relaxed smile that had been placed comfortably on his features didn't falter. quirking his brow, he bit his bottom lip, && nodded in idly. Perhaps the comment didn’t go over his head completely as it appeared to, in fact he was very much aware of the subtle hostility, in a way, he supposed he deserved it, after all, he did interrupt the other while he was reading.

“Yeah, I guess you could say that.” A shrug followed, he wasn't necessarily an expert at small talk, so in a way, he was out of his element as well. “Unless you rather have some alone time with that book of yours.”

#pass the salt youve had too much xD #ur text is also like pygmy omg i thought i didnt make mine smaller for a sec #{ replies }#{ ic }#{ barty }#juniicr

evgni

Heathers (1988)

#priorities #{ face }

{ A greeter for @ilmari-nen }

“You got an extra smoke? It looks like I have uh.. Misplaced mine...”

Either that or they were stuck between the cushions of his car somewhere, it’s like a black hole in there, you lose something, && you never find it again.. Or you find it in about a month or two, maybe more. Anyways, this stranger seemed friendly enough to help him out, it wouldn’t hurt to ask, && even if the guy said no, it’s not like he’d care.

#ive lost so much shit in my parents cars #i once dropped a ds game in my dads car and i never fuckin saw it again #and i knew where it fell #it a mystery #{ greeter }#{ ic }#{ ivan }#ilmari-nen

{ A greeter for @wxlfgangschrxder }

“Wow, you teach him to do that? Didn’t know dogs were that smart.”

JD commented as he watched the man’s dogs perform tricks in front of him. Of course he stayed a safe distance away, he wasn’t too fond of the animals, they got in the way far too much.. && boy, did they have sharp teeth. As long as they didn’t have the status of ‘Guard Dog’.

#hello friend! thanks for the follow! :P #{ greeter }#{ ic }#wxlfgangschrxder

{ Damn, maybe I should be studying for the SAT’s I got tomorrow. }

#mmmmmthats like mad work tho #im productive #ive studied enough #i deserve chill time lmfao #{ ooc }

{ A greeter for @juniicr }

“You look like you could use a bit of company, sittin’ over here all by yourself.”

A load of crap, there was probably a good reason why he was sitting alone, but JD was intrigued, especially since he’d never seen the guy before (Not much of a surprise, considering this was likely influenced by how often he transfers.. Due to constant ‘inconvenient’ && ‘unfortunate’ events). A smile rested on his features as he sat down at the strangers table, leaning in to rest his weight on it. He almost looked similar to a vulture, observing an animal out of its element with curiosity, no ill intentions in mind, yet.

#{ greeter }#{ ic }#{ barty }#juniicr #what up what up! lmfao :P

{ A greeter for @storonniy }

The young man had been poking around in what seemed to be a generator room when the other walked in. Why or what he was doing there was a mystery, but it was rather obvious he didn’t belong there. Though he was aware he was no longer alone in the room, he only paused momentarily to greet the stranger. “Ah, hey there, wasn’t exactly expecting company..” He chuckled quietly, continuing to look around. “You’d think they’d take better care of the place.” It was quite a mess down there, it didn't look like it had proper care in quite some time.

#{ greeter }#{ ic }#{ yosyp }#storonniy

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