#c;zane

[riverhqs]

“i hope you know that i honest to god wasn’t joking when i said i had a ton of 80′s movies.” the male hummed, pushing over a crate full of dvds with a grin. “hey, you need to have an 80′s theme night at lord of the fries. like name all the different fries after different 80′s movies or songs and people dress up. i think it would be so fuckin’ fun.”  @zaneneptune

[rauldantedrago]

Hit Two || Zane & Raul

Raul was usually far too concerned about his school work already, but now he was nearly manic with it. Raul didn’t want to give Zane any excuse to hurt him further, but the fact that sometimes the English gave Raul problems, there was no doubt several errors sprinkled in his work. 

Raul had nearly pulled his hair out because of the stress and for a moment he had almost wished Zane just turned him over. Part of him wondered if Zane would do that towards the end anyway, and maybe it would be better to just get it over with rather than pushing it further. But now that he was finished with his homework he had returned to kneeling on the ground, hands in his lap, just waiting for the man to return.

@professorzanexenos

[rauldantedrago]

@professorzanexenos

--Raul was in his cot after having slept for at least six hours, the first time since he had been rented that he had been able to actually get a good night’s sleep in a very long time. Wrapped up in the blanket that Quinten had given him for Christmas, the human was extremely comfortable and not quite ready to get up for the morning. Skipping his morning class-- all of his roommates were out already and it was quieter than it had been for him in weeks. Far too comfortable to look over his shoulder when he heard someone enter, he just assumed it was Edmund coming to get him up for the day, “...Just come lay with me for a bit.”

[eleanorkingston]

The hospital was packed. They needed all hands on deck and this was where Eleanor was needed most. She was on checkup duty ensuring those who were tagged get medical attention. Entering a room, hazel eyes scan a chart and his white tag for minor injuries.

“Heard you might’ve gotten some bruised ribs. Mind if I take a look?” 

@zaneneptune

[dvstpan]

closed starter for @zaneneptune

Dustin was a very busy man and he hardly had time for a social life until the breaks from college rolled around. That, of course, didn’t mean that he didn’t have room for Zane to crash at his place whenever he needed to, and his roommate surely didn’t mind either. If he needed to work on schoolwork or something important where the light of the computer might bother him, he’d offer him the couch, and otherwise, he was more than happy to share his bed with Zane. Now that school was out, he had time to himself to cook, clean, and do whatever else that he needed to, too. During the school year, it was a little more difficult to find the time-- another reason he was thankful to have a roommate. Having invited Zane to stay over when he was finished working for the day, he had turned on the oven and heated up the stove, preparing to cook up something for dinner, answering the door when he heard a knock and greeting the other with a little wave and a smile. “Hey! I was gonna cook dinner for myself for once, I hope you like stir fry. I was gonna throw something in the oven too. Come on in.”

[st-marguerite-rp-blog]

@fightingfriction

“Lana-bear, you’re not doing anything tonight right?”

[theangel-maeveaukland]

Pies and Tarts || Maeve & Zane

Maeve had always had a little bit of a bad habit of putting her nose where it did not belong. While wanting to help people, she could be a little pushy and she knew it. But in this case, Maeve did not think that she was being too pushy. After all, Zane had said that she could consider to come visit him sometime, that her company was not so bad. And she knew for him that was a big step and basically asking her if she wanted to hang out. She owed him anyway. For helping her get rid of the blood at the memorial and help to calm her down while she had been in a frightened panic. 

So that was why she was now at Zane’s door, in an apartment building that was more towards the outskirts of the city, far from the posh parts where she and other Blue Bloods lived. And in her hands was a container filled with a chocolate pie and a few different fruit tarts. Maeve wanted to show her appreciation and her gratitude in ways that she knew how. And since she doubted that Zane was going to want a vase of fresh flowers from her garden, she had baked. Though she didn’t even know what kind of treats that he liked or if he could even eat human food. But she had made the pastries anyway. It was the thought that counted right?

Lifting a hand, she lightly knocked at the door. For the few moments that she was waiting, Maeve wondered if he was even home. But then the door opened and Maeve looked up, a bright smile gracing her features as she lifted up her desert surprise. “Hello Zane. I...I made you a pie. Oh and some tarts. May I come in?”