regulargoons said: “ i can’t really seem to read you . ” ( adam x charles )
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[ @regulargoons Adam ➤ w/ Charles Xavier ]
And oh how he probably would love to do so too, evident by the spark that has been in his eyes all evening. If Charles didn’t know any better, he’d say that Adam was flirting, but he could not be sure just yet. He often tried his best to get to know people minus the whole telepath cheat. It was difficult though, for even now he could hear the thoughts of everyone in the bar and the only relief from most of it, came in the form of the booze he was consuming. His desire to repress the voices came after being scolded by both Raven and Erik for being inside their heads too much, but they didn’t understand at all. If he could turn it off without ruining the other children in school, he would. Hank had made it so once, but it wasn’t without a price. At any rate, Adam was proving to be a much needed distraction so lips curved as he reached for another beer bottle.
❝Many have tried. All have failed I’m afraid,❞ he answered. ❝However, I bet I can read you; get inside your head and find out all those juicy little thoughts that must be hiding somewhere behind that charming smile of yours. Let’s make a game of it shall we? For every fact I get wrong, I take a shot, but if I get something right, you take a shot. Five facts maximum since I need to be able to wheel myself out of here while you probably have work tomorrow. Deal?❞
"I am so sorry!" Willow said as she picked up her 2-year-old son that was standing next to the other person. "Jasper still doesn't understand people's personal boundaries. He's not like his sister." Who was standing beside Willow as she talked to the other. "He didn't ruin anything, did he? If he did I'll gladly pay for the damage."
[ 📩 professor e ] --- ah professor, who is caroline?
[ 📩 professor e ] --- unless you mean like that song i may have heard once?
[ 📩 professor e ] --- actually, are you okay? this is... kind of random
Send '😚' for our muses to have a full blown make out session.
[ @regulargoons ➤ w/ Stefan Salvatore ]
Stefan didn’t know what the hell he was doing. He had no idea what this guy said to compel him to go along with this. He had been around shameless flirts plenty of times --- Katherine Pierce --- being the main one. People like her have been all over him in the past , but if his mood was sour or gloomy , nothing ever broke through that stone wall of his.
Until tonight.
Maybe the idea of Elena actually choosing the guy who used Caroline like a mindless zombie for a semester just did something to him. Even though he wasn’t remotely confident about any of this , he went along anyway , grateful to have this moment where he didn’t have to think about Damon. As a vampire , every emotion was a lot more intense. What should have been a dull ache in his chest was something almost unbearable if he allowed himself to think about it.
That’s where the bourbon came in , and. . . apparently Adam as well.
He wasn’t sure they were supposed to end up making out against his front door. Once inside though, their bodies just sort of stumbled together , with Adam taking the lead since Stefan was way out of his comfort zone. Hands cautiously rested against Adam’s hips, while lips busied themselves getting to know each other. Soft caresses and teeth clicking led to low groans from them both. Was he. . . actually getting aroused by this?
Apparently so. Hips pressed gently against his own , creating a momentary friction that had Stefan tempted to quickly rid them both of their clothes. He couldn’t believe it really , but he didn’t question it. He simply broke the kiss once air was needed, a conflicted look on his face to follow. Adam didn’t seem conflicted at all and as he stepped back , he pulled Stefan along with him . . . straight into the bedroom.
Send an "Ѡ" for my muse's reaction to being sent accidental nudes.
[ adam ➥w/ stefan salvatore ]
Well now that was unexpected, especially since it had been several days since they last spoke. Not that Stefan was avoiding him, but at the same time, he needed the alone time to properly brood. He got tired of his somber moods affecting those around him and so for the time being, he was keeping his distance. Besides, far be it for him to get too cozy with Adam. That was likely to end in more heartache he didn’t need right now. Nevertheless, he’d respond, especially since he wasn’t sure those were meant for him to start.
[ 📨 --- adam ] ------ not to sound like a spoiled sport but i think you might have texted the wrong number
[ 📨 --- adam ] ------ dont worry. ill delete them.
[ 📨 --- adam ] ------ they’re very... adult model-eque.
Send ‘😚’ for our muses to have a full blown make out session.
[ @regulargoons ➤ w/ Atem Mutou ]
It wasn’t like him at all to just make out with people he barely knew. Unless he was drunk and having a really shitty week, he often chose to drink at home and read until he passed out. Every now and then he might go home with someone else, but it was rare considering he had the worst touch aversion the world over.
Nevertheless, his new status as King of Games on campus led to many an invite to various parties. At first he kept declining them all but after an honorary invitation from several fraternities, he conceded --- at least for a night --- to enjoy an American college party. And it was everything the movies made it out to be. Everything from over the top decorations to the infamous red cups of doom. He had been offered several drinks but he knew better than to actually drink from an open cup. After spying a few powders being poured into some, he found that he’d rather not end up in bed fucked because he was out of it as opposed to actually knowing that was going on. Instead, he opted for beer. Even though it wasn’t his thing, at least he could pop the top knowing it wasn’t laced with anything to make him feel good.
As the night waged on, he allowed himself to be pulled onto the dance floor, catching a contact high from all the kush being smoked. Eventually he made an excuse to disappear, vanishing up the staircase and into a long hall where people were being tugged into various rooms or making out with little regard for who happened by. His mind felt hazy and after wandering down the hall some more, he finally came across an empty room. Helping himself inside, he hurried to the bed flopping down on it. Having ditched his empty bottle, he fell back onto the bed, ears perking up as the door closed and latched. Frowning slightly, he quickly sat up, relief washing over him at the sight of a familiar face.
❝Gods you fucking scared me,❞ he muttered. ❝For a moment, I actually feared for my ass. There’s a lot of big guys here.❞
His new friend laughed as he joined him on the bed and from there they spent the next several minutes sharing tales of their experiences so far throughout the night. A guy nearly puked on Keane which was partly why he finally chose to make a grand escape while Atem explained of several handsy people and how he’d been handed roofied drinks no less than three times all night. They both agreed that there was only so much socializing they could take so funny stories and tipsy laughs turned into an evening well spent finally.
When did it start? Who knows. Who initiated? That was hard to say as well. He guessed the combination of kush and dimmed lights while laying upon a bed were more than enough to set a mood. They were kissing in a manner that the ex-monarch wasn’t really accustomed to. Rare was it that he allowed himself to full on kiss other people. One night stands were always ‘one and done’. Hit it then forget about it. He was of the mindset that kissing was too personal. But he guessed after the whole snake incident, he felt a lot more comfortable than normal around him and so as Keane pulled his body closer, he allowed it... at least for now.
Lips moved slowly against one another’s while hands ran up and down their sides. There was nothing going on to allude that this would go too far, but in the haze simple gestures felt a lot more heated than they should have. As lips broke away to nuzzle and pepper small kisses in his neck, Atem’s own free hand slipped beneath Keane’s shirt, caressing the bare flesh of his back. The only break in their trance would come from someone furiously turning the doorknob. Both men paused, looking towards the door. Atem watched as the knob jiggled a few more times before whoever was on the outside gave up. Looking to Keane again, he gave a small laugh before lying back on his back. Perhaps the intrusion was godsend. It at least, kept them both from misbehaving too much.
❝I uh... hope they were able to find another room. I’d hate for us to get labeled as ‘cockblockers’ all because we decided to hide out and do nothing but avoid other people,❞ he grinned.
