#highbrcw

[wehavefoundthestars]

@highbrcw

He’s too drunk way too drunk to be doing this. Yet he finds himself knocking on Wren his door. If he could think straight he wouldn’t ever consider going to him especially not after what happened the other day and yet here he is. After knocking a few times he groans impatiently. When the door finally opens - could he be slower? - he doesn’t waste any time. “Hi.” Stepping closer he cups Wren face in his hands and starts kissing him roughly half-bumping against him in the process.

[lustafters-a]

corny’s trying to remain focused on the television, but at this stage in the evening he can’t even remember what the movie’s called, that they’d decided to put on. for years his feelings for wren had manifested, but been forced into silence. now, they were ready to erupt in their entirety, recent situations allowing himself to picture a genuine future with his best friend. his mind is in a daze, overwhelmed by even being this close to him -- despite it being a regular occurrence. leaning in, he rests his head against wren’s shoulder, heart picking up pace against his chest. his fingers stroke absentmindedly against his arm; testing the waters, but content enough to just be this close to him, despite the thoughts whirling about his head. / @highbrcw

[bcmymistake-a]

going out is something that scott does quite often. admittedly, more than someone as closely watched as him should do. but here he is, another late night at a bar he can’t even remember the name of. in his defense, it’s the fourth one he’s been to that night. his friends keep suggesting he come to different places and scott just follows along. it’s a good way to ‘meet knew people’ as he so subtly puts it. he’s had his sights set on the male hovering near the bar since they arrived, stealing glances his way every so often. just before last call he decides it’s a good time to step up, and uses the excuse of needing a refill to break away from his small group. scott can handle his alcohol, but he’s had enough drinks throughout the night to be even more forward than usual. he goes straight towards the male, doesn’t even make an effort to pretend he’s actually gone to get another drink. “hi --- sorry, to interrupt,” he introduces himself once he’s close enough to the stranger, “i’m scott, i was just wondering if i could get you a drink? they’re about to do last call, gotta get them while we still can.” @highbrcw

[bcstmistake]

❤️

i cannot sing ur praises enough and would compliment u at all times if i had enough words to. i view u like a treasure that i want to keep and preserve forever and ever, u are just… so otherworldly. u are such an amazing lil character, so lovely and sweet and funny and i value u a lot. ur writing is too good for me, and u make me want to be amazing and match ur superior level of standard, as do ur muses — i don’t think i’ve met / seen somebody so entirely dedicated to theirs and to developing and loving them, and i haven’t seen a single one of urs ( whether that be writing against or observing ) that hasn’t been as wonderful as u are. u put so much thought and effort into who u write as, and also into ur writing even more so. ur presence is so comforting, be it in im or on my dash, and u have no idea how sad i was wondering where u were b4 i realised this is ur alt blog. the smile on my face when i messaged u about a starter call u had liked only for u to basically pull the irl version of a spiderman meme on me was!!! too much!!! u don’t understand how happy i was. ur honestly such a gleaming light in the world of indie and i cannot wait to write with u further pls!

mutuals send me a ❤️ & i’ll compliment you.

[personalhells]

@highbrcw ♡

moving away from his parents place and out on his own was something that was long overdue. he found himself growing more and more comfortable with being alone and doing stuff by himself, so when his the opportunity came up, and his dad wanted to rent him an apartment, kai took it with both hands. he had to admit- it was a little quiet though, now that he was sitting there by himself. but it was nothing awful. he usually knew how to entertain himself and he even found himself cooking dinner every once in a while instead of actually ordering food like he expected he was going to do. kai rummaged through his freshly stocked drawers but realized he forgot one crucial item. the salt. he grumbled a little, wiping off his hands on a kitchen towel before he switched off the stove and headed for the hallway. kai gave the apartment across the hall from him a quick knock on the window, looking over his shoulder at his open door before quickly turning his gaze back when the door in front of him flew open. oh.. hello. “hey man-” kai said, pointing behind him. “i live at 103, was wondering if i could borrow some of your salt?”

[fcturehearts]

              @highbrcw

      dates weren’t exactly something the brunette wasn’t familiar with. she’d been on plenty thus far, and so was with a very good understanding of general date behaviour and doings. however, a date with wren was not something the femme was all that used too. sure, he’d asked many times before but something always got in the way - and not even intentionally. they’d either be too tied up with school work, or for one reason or another if they were on a date it got cut short. but she had to give him credit - he was definitely persistent. despite the previous failed attempts, he continued to ask. deep down, she knew he was a good guy and so honestly, would of felt mean ever saying no to the male. he was always so sweet every time he asked that she never had the heart to say no. this is the first time however, they’ve actually seen a date to completion, and they’re now stood outside her apartment, her jacket tugged tight against her to protect herself form the harsh winds of the cool night. it wasn’t the worst date she’d been on and heck, it wasn’t bad by any means, just awkward. it became very clear how little dating experience the male had and while it was a tiny bit endearing, it did make for a somewhat awkward date - she knows he meant well though. 

          “ well, thank you for a lovely evening - and thank you for dropping me home. that was very sweet of you. ” she speaks with a soft smile on her face as she does so, her piercing green eyes locked on his face. “ i guess, i’ll see you around, yeah ? ”

[fateofbrxs]

+👀 wren to timmy hehe

Send “👀” to find my muse wearing nothing but an oversized shirt. Send “+👀 “ for the reverse. 

This was one of the first times Tim had actually stayed over at Wren’s place. Well, his parent’s place to be more specific. And because of the other’s fear of his parents finding out, Tim hadn’t exactly been over while Wren’s parents were home. Not that he minded, of course. From his chair at the beach, he got a sense of the dynamic between the boy he liked and his parents. That led him to even sneaking in late at night, through the window, just to ensure that none of the neighbors caught sight of the boys. It was now the morning after, Tim having simply shared the bed with the boy he liked. When his eyes fluttered open, Wren was no longer beside him. For a second he just laid there, sad that the other had left. Pushing himself up slightly, he turned to see much more of the other than he thought he would. Wren was standing at the foot of the bed in just an oversized shirt, most likely changing. Tim quickly looked away, trying to not make this any more awkward than it needed to be. Because as much as he flirted, he hadn’t actually seen another boy naked before— at least not one that he liked.

[eqxilibrium]

@highbrcw

Rolling his eyes, he picks at the little string hanging off the sleeve of his new red  vintage shirt. He got it for five dollars at an obviously overpriced thrift-shop, but really, he can't complain. His summer job went to shit, so he doesn’t have a whole lot of money to splurge on himself after buying all the textbooks he needed for the first term (which he probably won't even use half as much as the professors say he will.) Oh well. It is what it is. Now, he’s here doing the whole tutoring gig that he’s pretty shit at if does so himself. It’s first appointment of the day, and he’s antsy.  He glances back toward the doors again, only to be greeted by a well fit boy, with chocolate wavy hair that grace his head, and soft milky skin. Only one thought runs through Jason' mind. Ethereal. He blinks, clearing his throat. He sits up a little. “You uh- you need help with this math shit huh?”