Theodore Hirschfelder VI

Theodore was born on the 14th of July, 1996 on the Upper East Side of Manhattan, New York City.

[shadesofgrayson-arp-blog]

Raise your hands if you're ready for classes to start again

A man’s gotta work, right? My pretty face isn’t enough to pay the bills on its own, unfortunately. 

[theodorehirschfelder]

Ah but your pretty face works for me comrade.

[theodorehirschfelder]

Text || Angelo --->

Angelo: Do you realiiizeeeeeeeeee that you have the modtttt beautiful face!!!

Angelo: WHEN THE MOON HITS UR eye like a big pizza pie that's AMOREEE!

Theo: Who is this?

[marcus-beresford]

Let's liven things up, shall we?

[theodorehirschfelder]

Cheers.

[violet-grayson-princess-blog]

I don't like this...

I’m pretty sure I have only talked to one or two guys since getting back.

[theodorehirschfelder]

Three now.

[cassandravanderbrandt-blog]

"Don’t be ridiculous. No one would believe that, anyway." Cassandra held up the phone, displaying the picture of Theodore on it. "You look like a drunken idiot. Or at least, more so than usual. I think it might just become my wallpaper."

[theodorehirschfelder]

"Oh, I'm flattered. Really."

[cassandravanderbrandt-blog]

Cassandra held up her phone, glass full of whisky in the other hand, and took a picture. She smirked at her phone’s screen. “Yeeeeah, I totally just took a picture of your drunk ass. And yeah, it’s totally going on Twitter. Dishonor on you, darling.”

[theodorehirschfelder]

"Now everybody will know that we were hanging out. What a disaster."

[maxthieriot]

[theodorehirschfelder]

Text - Grayson/Theo

Grayson: This is why you're my biffle.

Grayson: I'm waking everyone up with "Raise Ur Glass" at 8 tomorrow so prepare your body.

Grayson: Sweet dreams, pookie. ;)

Theo: Not again...

Theo: Try not to choke on your vomit, I want proof that you finished every FF.

[theodorehirschfelder]

Text - Grayson/Theo

Grayson: Honestly even I don't know what I'm talking about anymore

Grayson: I mean yeah they have it I think??? But it's not like my family sat around on Friday nights sharing pizza and passing around the crack pipe

Grayson: I'll consider it but first tell me on a scale of Hilary Duff to Pamela Anderson how great do you think the risk is that you're going to contract an STD tonight because I'm not tending to your genital warts just fyi

Theo: Thanksgiving must be so boring at your house then.

Theo: Macaulay Culkin but I'm not telling you which era of his career.

[theodorehirschfelder]

Text - Grayson/Theo

Grayson: No NOT the cake I haven't even started that yet.

Grayson: Yeah come home, we can snort it together.

Grayson: Do you snort crack cocaine?

Grayson: I should know this probably but in my defense I only watched Blow once because Johnny Depp skeezes me out

Theo: You're still talking about the cake right?

Theo: Do they not have crack your home planet? You smoke it ya dingus.

Theo: Anybody else would think you were on crack Gray...anybody else. Save me a cake okay? I'm gonna be back late tonight.

[hellraisingstclair]

That’s the spirit. I’m guessing you wouldn’t too well on it, though. No offense, Theo.

[theodorehirschfelder]

  Aw, that's unkind Pipes. Hey, I heard you were cracked out, true or false?

[theodorehirschfelder]

Text - Grayson/Theo

Grayson: So I just puked in the azalea bushes and also was offered rocks which I THOUGHT were pop rocks but SURPRISE it's crack cocaine so that's my night

Theo: Puke the cake? Told you. Who won?

Theo: Wait, did you take the crack?

[cassandravanderbrandt-blog]

hide & seek ↬ {theodore and cassandra}

[cassandravanderbrandt-blog]

Cassandra smiled. “Mmmm, abs,” she muttered, running her hand over his chest and down to his waistband. She downed the rest of her drink and put the glass on the bedside table. “Well, it’s your task to get me to stop talking, isn’t it?”

She kissed the center of his chest, before burying a hand in his hair and bringing their mouths together. She kissed him for a long moment, letting her tongue slide out to lick at his lips, hoping for entrance. “Did you bring the condoms?” Cassandra asked hotly against his mouth, the hand not buried in his hair already plucking at the button on his pants.

[theodorehirschfelder]

After rolling his eyes he found himself a little caught off guard. Finally, a compliment. Was it? Well it wasn't an insult and Theodore considered it improvement if nothing else. He licked his lips and hummed softly as she trailed his body, planting a kiss in the center of his chest before threading a hand rather roughly through his hair.

"You're the boss" he assured, reaching into the pocket of his discarded leather jacket and fishing out a condom, presenting it to her held between his fore and middle finger.

[theodorehirschfelder]

Some Nights || Theodore x Emily

[mattielionheart]

Duly noted, Theo said. All Emily could do was roll her eyes, though she did have an incredibly strong, educated opinion on romance they both silently agreed to drop the conversation. Whenever Emily even thought of the last time she had feelings for anyone she got sick in her stomach, though most might have argued Nate Wayland wasn’t an ideal interest anyways. She was going to keep quiet about it, that was never her proudest story to share anyways. Once mentioning that he had friends to defend, Emily began to wonder if they had mutual friends. It was strange they’d never ran into each other before, it always felt like everyone knew everyone; though that was never necessarily the case. “I’ve a few male friends of my own, I get it,” Emily playfully winked. 

If ever they were in a cup tossing game together, she made the mental note for Theo to be on her team. She smiled, wrinkling her nose at the idea of the guy actually dancing like that sober. At least he was enjoying himself, even though he hardly seemed conscious; whatever he was looking to get accomplished tonight more than likely fell through. Or so that’s what Emily was going with and agreed to ignore him. “We’ll just pile whatever he’s doing in the same pile with that soulja boy song and never speak of it again,” she smiled. “Are you a dancer yourself? And don’t say no your shoulders say otherwise.” Emily couldn’t help but tease. 

Shots were never a good idea if you wanted to hold down your dinner or make good decisions. But after already beginning the night with a solo cup, she couldn’t refuse; especially not her own suggestion. “You better go easy on me,” Emily smiled. “Or not— its your choice.” That sort of confidence was definitely the already consumed alcohol talking. As they approached the table, she started dancing more or less like everyone else.

[theodorehirschfelder]

Theo's eyebrows lifted on his forehead in a rather curious manner in response to her statement, what was it that she was trying to imply by that? "Oh, yeah?" he asked her as he tucked his hands into his pockets "You'll have to excuse me if you mind me saying that I'm not all that surprised" he confessed, surely guys flocked to her seagulls, he could understand why in any case. He scratched at his stubbly jaw as the pair made their way to the bar and after brief consideration decided that he was actually having fun. It wasn't that Theo was adverse to fun, not at all, he loved to have a good time and he and Grayson often made mischief whenever the opportunity presented itself to the duo, it was only that he hadn't quite expected to enjoy the evening as much as he was with Emily in tow.

He nodded his head "In the way of Miley Cyrus' career" he commented in response. He shook his head and laughed bashfully, his shoulders stilling for a moment "I'm a...mover" he suggested, the term dancer would have been wildly generous he thought, the motion returning to his shoulders as he added a little hip movement "Like a teacher at prom" he said, likening his talents, or lack there of to something that would evoke a similar level of second hand embarrassment from anybody who managed to catch the act.

Theodore smirked in a crafty manner as he passed through the crowd and finally met with the bar. "You'll know it when you know it" he mused, where was the fun in revealing whether he planned on going easy on her or hard on her? She'd know soon enough, he thought, amusing himself with the devilishness of his ploy as he leaned over the bar and arranged ABC shots in two neat sets, one for each of them.

[cassandravanderbrandt-blog]

hide & seek ↬ {theodore and cassandra}

[cassandravanderbrandt-blog]

"Don’t be so sarcastic. It doesn’t look good on you," she chastised, although she was already pulling him in by the front of his shirt. She placed a hand on his chest, smiling up at him. "I’m not nearly drunk enough to let you do naughty things to me, darling, but give me until the end of this cup and I’ll be ready."

She pulled him into her dorm room, quickly making sure the door was locked before she pushed him down onto the bed. She crawled onto it as well, using her knees to walk across and into his lap. She sipped at her drink, which was still halfway full. “But go ahead and get undressed. Let me see what I’ll be working with tonight.”

[theodorehirschfelder]

"I'm not nearly drunk enough to tolerate your insults" he said with a laugh "No sarcasm" he added to assure her that he spoke the truth.

He followed her lead, slightly taken aback when she pushed him into the bed. "Oh my god, I swear if you talk this much the whole time I'm going to kill myself before I cum" he groaned, pulling his shirt off and tossing it to the ground as he lay against her mattress propped up on his elbows.

[theodorehirschfelder]

Some Nights || Theodore x Emily

[mattielionheart]

Emily ran her fingers through her hair softly, allowing a few stray blonde strands to fall evenly. He was funny, she actually really enjoyed listening to him talk as opposed to most of the guys from Heathfield. “Carving our names into trees? That’s far too cheesy for my liking anyways,” Emily laughed, imagining all those late nights where she’d stay up with the girls watching romantic comedies. Her own thoughts distracted when a somewhat decent song came over the speakers. She began tapping her fingers against the solo cup to the beat of the song. Once overlooking the guy again, she laughed. “A majority of the guys who attend here are tools, and I don’t mean that offensively,” Emily paused, raising her eyebrows. “Its true, though. Or so I’m led to believe.”

She finished off the remainder of the mystery in her solo cup, placing it on the nearest end table; cringing once she swallowed the last of it. “My, I’ve never seen anybody move like, he’s not seizing is he? Like I almost feel inclined to call an ambulance, it looks that bad,” Emily smiled, looking up at Theo. Though she was only joking, her maternal instinct was a little bit concerned. He was probably only trying to be nice, or so she assumed, rhythm was something she never cared much to learn about but dancing usually was fun for her. “As long as everyone else is too busy watching him, I might go at it again,” She smiled, keeping a close eye on the dancing man. 

"Now that I’m out of whatever that was we might as well go big right?" Emily paused, looking over the drink tables. "Shots are always fun right? Or something at least with decent coloring, lead the way?"

[theodorehirschfelder]

Theodore smirked and nodded his head in a rhythmic sort of a manner, confirming his understanding "Duly noted" he commented and though it wasn't meant to be taken seriously, he did mark her words. He wondered what she thought of romance and all that, a lover of literature would surely have a rather formulated opinion but it wasn't exactly appropriate to ask, he reasoned and the thought was lost with another sip of beer to distract him. He couldn't help but laughed and shrugged in a dismissive sort of manner "Hey, I'd agree with you if I didn't have a few decent friends to defend" he said with a smile, thinking of his best friend in particular, Grayson was a diamond in the rough as well as a big fish in a small pond, not that Theo would be so honest about his affection for the guy if he'd been asked. Still, Theo admired Kowalski, he wasn't sure he'd have any hope for the male population of Heathfield without him.

In an effort to keep up with his companion Theo guzzled the last of his beer and skilfully tossed his cup into Emily's from a few inches away. He laughed and watched the guy, speaking once he had hollowed his cheeks and swallowed the beer tickling at his throat. "Maybe it's a new dance craze that we missed out on" he suggested comically with eyebrows raised on his forehead. He smiled at her words and nodded his head "I wouldn't stop you" he assured her, shaking his shoulders a little to the rhythm of the beat.

"Shots are always fun" he announced, repeating her words to confirm the notion. "Let's do it" he said, clearly enthused by the idea as he rubbed his palms together and flicked his head in the direction of the bar, a devilish grin painting his expression.

[shadesofgrayson-arp-blog]

I know everyone's always raving about the dining hall

[shadesofgrayson-arp-blog]

I’ll wait. It doesn’t take more than like three and a half minutes for you to finish jerking off, anyway. 

[theodorehirschfelder]

Only when I'm thinkin' of you sweet cheeks.