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⋆⭒˚.⋆𝒮𝓉𝒶𝓇 ❥ 𝟤𝟢𝓈 ❥ 𝒮𝒽𝑒/𝐻𝑒𝓇 ❥ 𝒫𝑜𝓁𝓎
‘𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝓌𝑜𝓇𝓁𝒹 𝒸𝒶𝓃 𝓌𝒶𝒾𝓉 𝒯𝑒𝓁𝓁 𝓂𝑒 𝒾𝓉'𝓈 𝓃𝑜𝓉 𝓉𝑜𝑜 𝓁𝒶𝓉𝑒 𝒯𝑜 𝒷𝑒 𝒻𝑜𝑜𝓁𝓈, 𝓉𝑜 𝒷𝑒 𝒷𝑜𝓁𝒹, 𝓉𝑜 𝒽𝑜𝓁𝒹 𝑜𝓃𝓉𝑜 𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓈 𝓂𝑜𝓂𝑒𝓃𝓉 𝓉𝑜𝑔𝑒𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓇’
⭒𝟣𝟪+ 𝑜𝓃𝓁𝓎 𝓅𝓁𝑒𝒶𝓈𝑒 𝓃𝑜 𝓂𝒾𝓃𝑜𝓇𝓈
⭒𝐼𝓂 𝒶 𝒟𝒶𝓋𝒾𝒹𝓍𝒮𝓉𝒶𝓇𝓍𝑀𝒾𝒸𝒽𝒶𝑒𝓁 𝓈𝒽𝒾𝓅𝓅𝑒𝓇 𝒽𝑒𝒽𝑒
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⭒𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝒷𝑜𝓎𝓈♡♡♡
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//Still looking for a Paul for our discord server 18+ please 👀/
Can someone tell @ihavetohaveyou to stop hanging on my ceiling and distracting me like this while I’m trying to sleep?
He’s driving me nuts.
Awww David looks so cute like that
something something pretty boys going shopping
Going shopping without me?
…how mad would you be 1-10??
That depends... Did you get me something nice?
you know i’m always on the lookout for you
Awww thank you
"David x Michael" "David x Star" "Michael x Star"
Blah blah blah. I dont want to hear it, the obvious solution is that they're a throuple or nothing.
"David and Michael is better!" "David and star!" "Star and Michael!"
BROOO they each have 2 hands. Let them have two partners also!!
(Open rp )
Star stepped into the boardwalk clothing store,illuminating rows of colorful dresses, neatly arranged racks, and elegant displays that caught her eye.
She wandered through the aisles at an unhurried pace, her fingertips lightly brushing over fabrics of satin, lace, and chiffon as she searched for something special. Tonight’s performance was important to her, and she wanted a dress that was both beautiful and comfortable enough to move in.
After looking through several racks, her gaze settled on a dress tucked between two others. She carefully pulled it free and held it up in front of herself, tilting her head slightly as she studied the way the fabric draped. A small, hopeful smile spread across her face before she turned to the others nearby.
“How about this one?” she asked, holding the dress out for them to see. Her voice was gentle, carrying a hint of excitement as she waited to hear what they thought.
Marko was preoccupied looking at all the fabrics, his mind whirling with ideas of how each could be used and what they could be used for. But this place was out of his price range for what essentially was potential scrap, not only that but it was out of his element being an actual clothing store and not a shack out on the pier
He looks up as Star calls out, and he chews his glove contemplating the dress she's chosen "well, it drapes nice. Flowy.. it will be dynamic as shit when you're jumping about. The colour is a bit lame but too each their own" a shrug
She turned toward him, a curious smile tugging at the corners of her lips as she arched a delicate brow. She glanced down at the dress in her hands one last time before carefully sliding it back onto the rack, making sure it hung neatly among the others.
“I must say,” she said with a hint of playful amusement in her voice, “I never knew you were such an expert on fashion.”
A soft chuckle escaped her before she turned away again, continuing her search. Her eyes wandered across the colorful selection of dresses, pausing every so often as she examined different styles, fabrics, and patterns. Every now and then she would gently pull one from the rack, hold it up for a moment to picture how it might look on her, then return it if it wasn’t quite right.
"all fashion is is shapes and colours-" he trails behind her casually but still not wanting to get left behind here "and I like to think I'm pretty good at shapes at colours by now"
Marko trails his fingers over the dresses as he passes them before quickly retracting at a particularly unpleasant texture, rubbing his fingers together to try and get rid of the feeling. While trying to look for the offending garment, he spots another
Taking it off the rack and swinging the hanger on his finger, he gets her attention "oi, what about this one?"
Well, I’m glad you’re finally able to figure out shapes and colors,” Star teased with a small, amused smirk. “It took us so long to teach you.”
A soft laugh escaped her as she turned her attention to the dress he had pointed out. She looked it over from top to bottom, then raised an eyebrow in disbelief.
She let out another quiet chuckle, shaking her head. “Is that supposed to be a dress… or a tank top?” she asked playfully, a hint of laughter lingering in her voice.
He laughs "oi fuck off, I knew shapes and colours before you were even born."
Without answering just yet he walks over and holds it up against her "cmon it ain't that short, and it's the purple colour you like. Think about the layering"
Of course you did,” Star replied with a playful grin, her tone dripping with mock skepticism.
She continued staring at the dress, tilting her head from side to side as she imagined herself wearing it. A quiet hum escaped her as she weighed the idea.
“That dress is going to make me look like I’m your guys’ groupie,” she teased, letting out a soft laugh. “But… you’re not wrong about the layering.”
She paused for another moment, studying the fabric and picturing how it could look with a jacket, accessories, or a skirt layered over it. Slowly, the corners of her lips curled into an amused smile.
“Hmm…” she murmured thoughtfully before finally nodding. "Put it in the cart, please.”
"ma'am yes ma'am" he jokes, doing a playful little salute before slinging the dress over his arm. They didn't think you get a basket but Marko doesn't really care
He hums, still looking over all the hangers and racks "so what would be the perfect dress in your opinion?"
Star glanced over the rack of dresses, her fingers brushing lightly over the fabrics before she spoke.
“Something not too fancy,” she said thoughtfully, tilting her head as she considered the options. “Maybe something sparkly… with spaghetti straps.”
something something pretty boys going shopping
Going shopping without me?
…how mad would you be 1-10??
That depends... Did you get me something nice?
something something pretty boys going shopping
Going shopping without me?
Cute date idea I fuck you from behind and steal your earrings from off your ears with my teeth
Damn😳 name a time a place!
Goooood morning, people of Santa Carla!
Coolest and friendliest member of the Lost Boys, here at ya service!!
How are we doin’ today, folks?
Dying 😀
(Open rp )
Star stepped into the boardwalk clothing store,illuminating rows of colorful dresses, neatly arranged racks, and elegant displays that caught her eye.
She wandered through the aisles at an unhurried pace, her fingertips lightly brushing over fabrics of satin, lace, and chiffon as she searched for something special. Tonight’s performance was important to her, and she wanted a dress that was both beautiful and comfortable enough to move in.
After looking through several racks, her gaze settled on a dress tucked between two others. She carefully pulled it free and held it up in front of herself, tilting her head slightly as she studied the way the fabric draped. A small, hopeful smile spread across her face before she turned to the others nearby.
“How about this one?” she asked, holding the dress out for them to see. Her voice was gentle, carrying a hint of excitement as she waited to hear what they thought.
Marko was preoccupied looking at all the fabrics, his mind whirling with ideas of how each could be used and what they could be used for. But this place was out of his price range for what essentially was potential scrap, not only that but it was out of his element being an actual clothing store and not a shack out on the pier
He looks up as Star calls out, and he chews his glove contemplating the dress she's chosen "well, it drapes nice. Flowy.. it will be dynamic as shit when you're jumping about. The colour is a bit lame but too each their own" a shrug
She turned toward him, a curious smile tugging at the corners of her lips as she arched a delicate brow. She glanced down at the dress in her hands one last time before carefully sliding it back onto the rack, making sure it hung neatly among the others.
“I must say,” she said with a hint of playful amusement in her voice, “I never knew you were such an expert on fashion.”
A soft chuckle escaped her before she turned away again, continuing her search. Her eyes wandered across the colorful selection of dresses, pausing every so often as she examined different styles, fabrics, and patterns. Every now and then she would gently pull one from the rack, hold it up for a moment to picture how it might look on her, then return it if it wasn’t quite right.
"all fashion is is shapes and colours-" he trails behind her casually but still not wanting to get left behind here "and I like to think I'm pretty good at shapes at colours by now"
Marko trails his fingers over the dresses as he passes them before quickly retracting at a particularly unpleasant texture, rubbing his fingers together to try and get rid of the feeling. While trying to look for the offending garment, he spots another
Taking it off the rack and swinging the hanger on his finger, he gets her attention "oi, what about this one?"
Well, I’m glad you’re finally able to figure out shapes and colors,” Star teased with a small, amused smirk. “It took us so long to teach you.”
A soft laugh escaped her as she turned her attention to the dress he had pointed out. She looked it over from top to bottom, then raised an eyebrow in disbelief.
She let out another quiet chuckle, shaking her head. “Is that supposed to be a dress… or a tank top?” she asked playfully, a hint of laughter lingering in her voice.
He laughs "oi fuck off, I knew shapes and colours before you were even born."
Without answering just yet he walks over and holds it up against her "cmon it ain't that short, and it's the purple colour you like. Think about the layering"
Of course you did,” Star replied with a playful grin, her tone dripping with mock skepticism.
She continued staring at the dress, tilting her head from side to side as she imagined herself wearing it. A quiet hum escaped her as she weighed the idea.
“That dress is going to make me look like I’m your guys’ groupie,” she teased, letting out a soft laugh. “But… you’re not wrong about the layering.”
She paused for another moment, studying the fabric and picturing how it could look with a jacket, accessories, or a skirt layered over it. Slowly, the corners of her lips curled into an amused smile.
“Hmm…” she murmured thoughtfully before finally nodding. "Put it in the cart, please.”
(Open rp )
Star stepped into the boardwalk clothing store,illuminating rows of colorful dresses, neatly arranged racks, and elegant displays that caught her eye.
She wandered through the aisles at an unhurried pace, her fingertips lightly brushing over fabrics of satin, lace, and chiffon as she searched for something special. Tonight’s performance was important to her, and she wanted a dress that was both beautiful and comfortable enough to move in.
After looking through several racks, her gaze settled on a dress tucked between two others. She carefully pulled it free and held it up in front of herself, tilting her head slightly as she studied the way the fabric draped. A small, hopeful smile spread across her face before she turned to the others nearby.
“How about this one?” she asked, holding the dress out for them to see. Her voice was gentle, carrying a hint of excitement as she waited to hear what they thought.
Marko was preoccupied looking at all the fabrics, his mind whirling with ideas of how each could be used and what they could be used for. But this place was out of his price range for what essentially was potential scrap, not only that but it was out of his element being an actual clothing store and not a shack out on the pier
He looks up as Star calls out, and he chews his glove contemplating the dress she's chosen "well, it drapes nice. Flowy.. it will be dynamic as shit when you're jumping about. The colour is a bit lame but too each their own" a shrug
She turned toward him, a curious smile tugging at the corners of her lips as she arched a delicate brow. She glanced down at the dress in her hands one last time before carefully sliding it back onto the rack, making sure it hung neatly among the others.
“I must say,” she said with a hint of playful amusement in her voice, “I never knew you were such an expert on fashion.”
A soft chuckle escaped her before she turned away again, continuing her search. Her eyes wandered across the colorful selection of dresses, pausing every so often as she examined different styles, fabrics, and patterns. Every now and then she would gently pull one from the rack, hold it up for a moment to picture how it might look on her, then return it if it wasn’t quite right.
"all fashion is is shapes and colours-" he trails behind her casually but still not wanting to get left behind here "and I like to think I'm pretty good at shapes at colours by now"
Marko trails his fingers over the dresses as he passes them before quickly retracting at a particularly unpleasant texture, rubbing his fingers together to try and get rid of the feeling. While trying to look for the offending garment, he spots another
Taking it off the rack and swinging the hanger on his finger, he gets her attention "oi, what about this one?"
Well, I’m glad you’re finally able to figure out shapes and colors,” Star teased with a small, amused smirk. “It took us so long to teach you.”
A soft laugh escaped her as she turned her attention to the dress he had pointed out. She looked it over from top to bottom, then raised an eyebrow in disbelief.
She let out another quiet chuckle, shaking her head. “Is that supposed to be a dress… or a tank top?” she asked playfully, a hint of laughter lingering in her voice.
(Open rp )
Star stepped into the boardwalk clothing store,illuminating rows of colorful dresses, neatly arranged racks, and elegant displays that caught her eye.
She wandered through the aisles at an unhurried pace, her fingertips lightly brushing over fabrics of satin, lace, and chiffon as she searched for something special. Tonight’s performance was important to her, and she wanted a dress that was both beautiful and comfortable enough to move in.
After looking through several racks, her gaze settled on a dress tucked between two others. She carefully pulled it free and held it up in front of herself, tilting her head slightly as she studied the way the fabric draped. A small, hopeful smile spread across her face before she turned to the others nearby.
“How about this one?” she asked, holding the dress out for them to see. Her voice was gentle, carrying a hint of excitement as she waited to hear what they thought.
Marko was preoccupied looking at all the fabrics, his mind whirling with ideas of how each could be used and what they could be used for. But this place was out of his price range for what essentially was potential scrap, not only that but it was out of his element being an actual clothing store and not a shack out on the pier
He looks up as Star calls out, and he chews his glove contemplating the dress she's chosen "well, it drapes nice. Flowy.. it will be dynamic as shit when you're jumping about. The colour is a bit lame but too each their own" a shrug
She turned toward him, a curious smile tugging at the corners of her lips as she arched a delicate brow. She glanced down at the dress in her hands one last time before carefully sliding it back onto the rack, making sure it hung neatly among the others.
“I must say,” she said with a hint of playful amusement in her voice, “I never knew you were such an expert on fashion.”
A soft chuckle escaped her before she turned away again, continuing her search. Her eyes wandered across the colorful selection of dresses, pausing every so often as she examined different styles, fabrics, and patterns. Every now and then she would gently pull one from the rack, hold it up for a moment to picture how it might look on her, then return it if it wasn’t quite right.
(Open rp )
Star stepped into the boardwalk clothing store,illuminating rows of colorful dresses, neatly arranged racks, and elegant displays that caught her eye.
She wandered through the aisles at an unhurried pace, her fingertips lightly brushing over fabrics of satin, lace, and chiffon as she searched for something special. Tonight’s performance was important to her, and she wanted a dress that was both beautiful and comfortable enough to move in.
After looking through several racks, her gaze settled on a dress tucked between two others. She carefully pulled it free and held it up in front of herself, tilting her head slightly as she studied the way the fabric draped. A small, hopeful smile spread across her face before she turned to the others nearby.
“How about this one?” she asked, holding the dress out for them to see. Her voice was gentle, carrying a hint of excitement as she waited to hear what they thought.
Ik David liked being choked in the carousel scene
Freak.
I can confirm he does ☺️
Our fans will come u to us saying they're too scared to talk the boys and they seem scary.. When this is literally them. 🤨
What's scary about my boys ?!
