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                                                                 ‘ Oi, pretty boy... ‘

        ‘ If I go out with ya once, would ya, well...pay fer meh dinner or would I ‘ave t’ do more than just...go on a date with ya fer meh food...? ‘

[thestoicgamer-blog]

@beyondxstars

Slender digits danced across the mechanical keys, clicking as the tip of his fingers pressed down into each separate letter. Ken was playing a pc game, one that had just managed to come out recently. Luckily for him, it was an MMO so he didn’t have to worry about any super intense moments that would randomly throw curveballs worth of action at him.

However, as he had been playing, his phone rang next to him. Eyes barely glancing over to see the name on the phone before he went back to his game. He had no idea who would even be calling him.

A few more minutes went by before another call. . .and another. . .before his phone ended up vibrating. Goodness who was it?! This was starting to piss him off. He told his party to hold on and looked down at his phone, scrolling through it before he saw Xaviers name. The text talked about a new arcade that had showed up and xavier wanted to go with Ken to check it out. He also talked about a bit of “fun” later. His eyes rolled as he responded.

[Text] I’m not turning it down but goodness did you like -that- much last time?

[Text] And yeah I’ll go. Is this some kind of date? That’s pretty fuckin gay.

[domina-gladiis]

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     D on’t mind her; Elizabeth was simply going to make herself comfortable in Xavier’s lap, whether he wanted her to be there or not. Though she at least waited for him to finish up his game before she decided to be bold with him. Which meant that, seconds after his game is finished, she’s going to wrap her arms and legs around the male, head leaning into his for a few moments before lips pressed sweetly against his. 

     T hough, the sweet contact turns into something more risque; kisses deepening for at least over five minutes. Soon pulling away for a minute or two to catch her breath. Forehead pressed against his lightly, tip of her nose against his and lips lightly brushing against his very own as she decided to speak.

                                             ‘ Xavier, let’s do something fun tonight, okay?~ ‘

[lachalaine]

The DJ sidles up to the artist quietly, a colorful magazine held up to cover her visage as a distracted question echoes from beyond its pages – tone ever so inquisitive as she pops herself into the chair at the cafe, eyes still completely drawn to the write up, and skimming through the entirety of it to try to find exactly what she was looking for.

An address.

“Okay, Cian. So, on a scale of one to probably not going to touch a frog leg within this life time – how adventurous are you when it comes to food?”

--- @beyondxstars  ♫

[creepiecrawler-blog1]

@beyondxstars is not satisfied unless we have 10 threads on each blog

  “ ugh. “ even on a chair and tippy-toes she can’t reach the cookies. what kind of bullshit is this. 

[fidus--adiutor-blog]

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                                                                            ‘ Kyn... ‘ 

     H is voice is low, tone nervous and lower lip being bitten as he looked at the blonde. It’s been about two years since Will had seen his husband boyfriend significant other, and he’s not sure how well the other was going to take seeing him.

                                                                    ‘ I’m, um...back. ‘

@beyondxstars 

[brucetastiic-blog]

@beyondxstars liked my super secret starter call

  was he debating playing dumb for the fourth time in a row ? yes, yes he was. did he stop only because the guy already looks annoyed enough and he doesn’t want a face full of whatever mojo he’s got going on ? also yes, yes he did. maybe now they could have an intelligent conversation about their differing magics. “ so, like -- can you make your own personal snow cones ? “ or not. 

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@beyondxstars   //   send a  🎧  for a lyric starter   //   ( hollywood undead - dead in ditches )

                              the back of his pickup is an interesting place.  half of the time, crow appears to think it’s a dance-floor, or a stage-- somewhere where he can stamp and belt out lyrics from god-only-knows what song when he’s had one too many shots-- but it’s also a place where kurt himself relaxes.  it isn’t uncommon for him to ride out into the open,  seat himself on a quiet street, and drink until the night is done.  what else does he have to do with himself?

                                        company is never really a thing during these times, but it appears to be different tonight for there’s a party going on, people coming and going like moths to moving headlights.  half-drunk and half-numb, he confesses to the nearest stranger as they pass,        ❛ dudes keep askin’ me where they’re gonna find me when i go to drink, y’know. part of me thinks i’ll be found dead in a ditch one day.  hope they’ll miss me. ❜        they probably won’t.