ใโโ๐ @๐ฆ๐จ๐๐ญ๐๐๐ฅ๐ข : a single muse blog for campusl1fe featuring adonis moore โธป michigan state university's linebacker and accounting major. penned by jojo, twenty9, she/her, pst.
โฑ introduction. statistics. spotify playlist. character study.
gianna had probably had about four, maybe five, drinks at this party and she was already at that point where she was extremely exhausted, but also kind of hungry. she decided to lay down on the couch to take a quick nap, but then felt her stomach grumble, which caused her to let out a small laugh. "did you hear that? it sounded like a damn motorcycle on the highway." she asked, not fully expecting an answer. "i could really go for some pizza right now, do you want a pizza? i'm getting us a pizza, i don't care." she added, dialing the delivery guy's number on her phone. "wait, what did you want on yours?"
the word 'pizza' only made his ears perk up, similar to how a dog does when it hears treat. he was out of it before, but best believe he's alert now. โ i could fuck up a whole box right now, to be honest, โ he settles back on the couch, already daydreaming about the delivery with a smiile on his face. โ just order what you want gi, i'll eat anything. you like pineapple on yours? i know that's a controversy for some people, but it's not like, terrible or anything. oooh, you think you could add some wings too? cheesy garlic bread? โ
what had started as a casual game of beer pong had rapidly evolved into something far more serious, mostly because sofรญa refused to lose. a small crowd had gathered around the table, every successful shot met with cheers loud enough to compete with the music, and she was having entirely too much fun. after sinking another cup, she placed the ping - pong ball on the table and flashed her opponent a grin. " should i start celebrating now, or do you want to pretend this is still close ? "
โ i might just have to take an l on this one, โ he chuckles, downing yet another shot's worth of lukewarm beer. adonis may be competitive, but he was never a sore loser. โ what i'm not though, is a quitter, โ a finger points at her in a playful manner before he sends the ping pong ball flying across... only for it to completely miss the table. it earns laughter from the crowd. โ fuck! โ he glances over at his teammate, who's laughing too. โ would you believe me if i said i'm normally not this bad? โ
"Believe it or not you are the first to ever call me that. Usually most devastatingly good looking men call me later tonight." Mitchie teased lovingly as he watches with a fond smile as Adonis tries to help him out, returning the fist bump. "If I'm not mistaken Fee and Sloane once said that when my cakes are around it's everyone's birthday. You'd be way too powerful if you were also blessed with that. Muscles, a dashing smile, your pretty eyes and gorgeous everything else not good enough for you? Wow Adonis you just want to have it all don't you." he laughed. "Did you just reference Yo Gabba Gabba?" his incredulous laughter only growing. "I think it's just an old English thing babe."
โ alright alright, that was pretty good. how many numbers have you picked up since you started bartending tonight? like, forty five? โ it wouldn't surprise him if it was actually in that range. upon hearing what was said next, adonis chuckles. โ you forgot to mention the killer jawline, but i'll let it pass, โ he jokes. โ if you keep stroking this ego though, you might just come home with me later. โ his hips now rest against the counter, getting comfortable. โ yeah, and wasn't that show fire? anyway. if there was a show you could watch for the first time again, which one would it be and why? โ
โ aaaand now i have the image of you swapping spit with some random in that nasty ass bathtub burned into my brain, thanks, โ he scoffs in disbelief, only to chuckle right after. finding iris here, while an entire house party was going on, was so like her that it doesn't even surprise him. if anything, he finds it amusing enough to make him smile. he then sits on the edge of the sink to get comfortable, nursing the chilled bottle of beer in his hand. he could use a break from the mingling anyway. โ i'm joking. we listen and we don't judge. maybe judge a little bit, only 'cause i don't think that tub's seen clorox in a really long time. โ a leg stretches over to lightly tap her foot on the edge. โ how long have you been in there? that's gotta be bad for your back. you're not even lying on a rolled up towel or anything, just... raw doggin' it. โ
open starter for anyone at the party ( event 01 ), inside/outside the house.
"hi, um... do you mind if i take a photo of you? it's just for social media," trixie explains. she tries to steady her slightly trembling hand as it holds her phone. she wants to convince the people she knows ( and herself ) that she's been having soooo much fun tonight.
โ just me, t? you don't want to take one together for the 'gram? โ he smiles softly at her, wanting to make sure she was one, comfortable and two, having fun. โ and after... we're teaming up for beer pong. so don't let me down, alright? โ
the bass echoes against the walls, the entire house shaking beneath nataliaโs feet. she holds a cup filled halfway with cheap vodka and sprite, a combination that made her want to find the nearest bathroom already. her feet carry her through out the house, shoulders slightly tense as she clutches her drink close to her heart. as she turns the corner and brings her cup to her lips, natalia nearly jumps out of her skin at the sight of the individual in front of her. โbollocks!โ she scoffed, a heart flying over her heart. โfuck, i didnโtโฆi didnโt mean to curse like that, you justโฆscared me.โ she exhaled, fingers tightening around her drink.
three hours into the party, and he was buzzing. there was that familiar warmth surging his cheeks as he excused himself from a group conversation to mingle with other people. he's weaving in and out of partygoers unaware of his surroundings โธป so much so that he almost crashes into someone from turning the same corner. โ 'ello, nat! โ adonis matches her accent, her choice of expletive causes a laugh to bubble out of him. it was the alcohol pooling in his system talking. โ sorry, sorry. i'm kinda shocked that you didn't notice a six foot five giant coming at you though. where are you going? don't tell me you're about to dip, it's not even past midnight. โ
nails click on her screen , text sent back to her older brother with a scowl on her face . drink water mille , should probably go back to your house soon mills , do you need me to come get you ? donโt get her wrong , she knows he cares and she loves him for it but she doesnโt need a babysitter . sheโs a grown woman after all . phone buzzes again and the red head huffs but then , someone calls her name and her head whips around , a little too quick causing a drunken giggle to escape . โ hi !! โ she bounds over , arms wrapping around their neck , heels making her a little taller . โ are you having a blast ?? โ
he had to admit, her vibe as contagious. even he found himself laughing, and for what? he didn't exactly know. still, it was nice to see everyone have a great time and buzzing with energy. โ i would ask you the same thing mills, but i think i got my answer, โ another chuckle leaves him, finding it amusing that even with her choice in footwear, he still had to lean down a bit. โ i'm having a great time though, thanks for asking. need me to grab you anything? like a gatorade or something? i saw a big ass tub of ice cream sitting in the freezer, and i could lowkey steal it too since everyone's too busy to notice. โ
open for: anyone
where: hockey guys house, outside.
as much as she loved being there in the house, she needed some air. the feel of the cool air hitting her as she walked outside felt refreshing. with barely anyone out there, she was thankful in a way. pulling her phone out, she pulled up the text her brother at sent. one to the family group chat as usual. but this time of the news she had been waiting for all day. lost in her own thoughts in a way, she scrolled through the messages. hearing someone though, she snapped out of them before looking over. "what were you saying?" she asked, raising an eyebrow.
โ i mean, i was giving this whole spiel about why i think pigeons aren't real and were planted by the government, but... i guess i was being boring, โ he lets out a long sigh, pausing for dramatic effect of course. it only takes him about two seconds though to break out into a smile before playfully nudging her with his shoulder. โ kidding. everything okay? i saw you heading out of the house pretty fast and i wanted to make sure you're good. โ
"So what will your poison be? Beer, would you like one of my mixed drinks, water, a mocktail. I can make it all, I commandeered this area to ensure everyone can get a little something. Except dippables, sadly I didn't have time for that." Mitchie explained as he kept cleaning up his station, throwing away empty and any cups that have been left unattended, replacing it with a sealed water bottle or beverage. "Unless you're here for conversation, I can do that too, sorta kinda. My mom says I have the gift of gab, but I just tell her I just a sweet ass."
โ mitchie, has anyone told you today that you're the goat? 'cause you are, โ a soft chuckle leaves his lips as he grabs a chilled bottle of beer from the countertop. adonis knew the other hand their hands full, so he offered out a closed fist as a greeting and small thanks. part of him wanted to offer his assistance, but he didn't want to mess up the flow. โ hey, nothing wrong with a little bit of cake. i'd be flaunting that shit too if i was blessed. anyway, where did the term 'gift for gab' even come from? it makes me think of that one monster from the nickelodeon show โธป you remember that? โ
adonis was born a whole twelve minutes before his twin sister, alayna, in pasadena, california. raised in an upper-middle-class household, the moore twins grew up wanting for very little. their father is a finance professor at ucla, while their mother was a former laker girl who later retired and moved onto event planning. despite having comfortable lives, their parents made sure they understood the value of hard work.
from a young age, adonis seemed incapable of... sitting still. he tried everything from basketball to swimming to piano lessons, but football was the one thing that stuck. high school was where everything started coming together. after a massive growth spurt ( like, 6 feet tall by his sophomore year! ), adonis quickly became one of the best defensive players in los angeles county. college recruiters began showing up. but being the logical person he came to be, he decided to also do focus on accounting in case football doesn't work out.
everyone expected him to stay close to home, but adonis ultimately committed to michigan state university. he was homesick for a bit; being away from his sister who went to a prestigious fashion institute in new york and having to deal with the harsh michigan winters, but he grew to love its charm. over the next few years, he worked his way into becoming one of the university's standout linebackers. now entering his junior year, nfl scouts have started taking notice. meaning, he's one step closer to a future where he's an nfl star with his sister as his personal stylist coming true. :)
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he's very close to his twin! they are literally two peas in a pod, and adonis bawled his eyes out when they both had to move out for college. they facetime on the daily, and he's fiercely protective over her. before they separated, they got matching tattoos of their birthday in roman numerals ๐ฅน
during the summers, him and his sister spend their time on their grandparents' farm in the south. he's a bit of a farm boy, and even growing up to learn how to be a handyman/woodworker. his teammates constantly bug him and call him "don the builder"
his number as always been #44. when he first played football, his favorite number #4 was taken, so he just added an extra 4
isn't the type to say "long story short", this man is a certified yapper and will provide context in all of his stories. he's not the type of guy who you'll ask for tea and say "idk i didn't ask". he'll set the scene up from 3 weeks ago bc details and context are important!! btw he can also talk your ear off so he doesn't take offense if people get tired and just walk away
works part-time doing campus tours for incoming students to make a bit of extra cash and it also gives him the chance to yap = best of both worlds
avid snacker and he's always keeping a ziploc bag of cheerios or goldfish or sliced apples in his pockets. and ofc, he will share without being asked <3
mom was a laker girl so she's friends with a few players.... you can say that shaq showed up a few times to his birthday parties growing up
absolute gen z behavior happening with this one that it lowk gets annoying. too many vocal stims that comes and goes. exhibit a
uh uh uh overall he's rly just a chill guy!! and super sweet and kind
wanted connections: friends, roommates, best friends, exes, ex hookups, possibly a fake dating situation to impress his parents?? childhood friends? party friends, open to anything really down to brainstorm!