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❝ i think i just saw something move outside your window…is someone watching us? ❞

send me halloween/fall starters HERE! 🎃

“What?” Xavier looked up from his phone, his eyes darting to the window that overlooked the town. Surely Miyuki had to be joking - they were on the fourth floor. His eyes narrowed and he turned to the brunet with a deep frown. “S-shut up. Stop saying shit like that.”

Privately Xavier wondered if he still had that nightlight from when he was small.

#my boy CANNOT deal with the paranormal #you know ryan from buzzfeed unsolved?#that's basically xave LOL #coolestcatcher

bluefushimisaru:

anything you can do i can do better

Fushimi had to say that he actually enjoyed fencing. Though he wasn’t a very social person, and preferred being by himself most days he enjoyed being able to do a sport with sword. It was quite nice to show off his talent. Plus it helped that he actually someone who was worth the challenge. Another person who was somewhat up to par with his skillsets.

The president of the club was lecturing about techniques and to always and he dared to glance over to his friendly rival and to no surprise the male looked away instantly. Fushimi clicks his tongue, clearly annoyed at not being at least acknowledged. When the club president finally lets them off for the day, he spots his rival racing out the door. Something about this action bothered him and Fushimi needed answers.

Deciding to follow him, Fushimi approaches the male who was now taking out a pack of cigarettes. “First off smoking is against campus rules” he states before grabbing the cigarette and crushing the burning end before tossing it in nearest trash can and second what the hell is with the beeline to do the door and looking away from me. You that butt hurt that I beat you twice in a practice match today huh?” he says smugly.

The footsteps quickly approaching from behind were noticed a bit too late. A stray hand reached out in front of him, plucking his cigarette that hung loosely from his lips, and then it was demolished before his eyes. Xavier stood standstill and watched as Fushimi haphazardly tossed the cigarette butt into a nearby trashcan all while sporting a smug look on his very punchable face.

An ugly glower was leveled at Fushimi. Xavier’s hand balled into a tight fist and it trembled as adrenaline pulsed through his veins. He was thinking about it - seeing that four eyed bastard fall to the ground with a bloody and (hopefully) broken nose would have been very rewarding - but ultimately Xavier decided against it.

Instead he kept Fushimi’s stare with one of his own as he fished in his pocket, pulling out a box of cigarettes and a lighter. He pulled one out of the box and gently held it between his lips before lighting it up. A plume of smoke was then blown in Fushimi’s face.

“Eat shit,” he murmured and then walked away casually.

#bluefushimisaru #anything you can do i can do better #( OOF. he's about to get a foot up his ass )

cerritvbeauty:

a star is born

There were some things that that Ruby took too much pride in. One was his way to gauge a person based on their nonverbal cues: their stance, their clothes, their expressions, and many other things. It was why Ruby invested too much time studying his own fashion choices and enjoyed helping others to update their wardrobes. But with this, he also became a critic that didn’t hold anybody back. If his classmates and clubmates could be compared to a restaurant, then Ruby would be the food critic that caused them to lose a star.

With the upcoming play, the change of work spaces frazzled Ruby and he had left his ever-important fashion notebook behind. While it held important things, like measurements and color coordination for the various actors and actresses within the club, it also contained the raven-haired male’s personal opinions and observations about a person. It was something he desperately needed, and he had to return to the clubroom to obtain it.

As he entered the room, a voice caught his attention. It didn’t seem the stongest, and it sounded like they were muttering to themselves—this wasn’t normal, even Ruby knew that. He allowed the door to close quietly behind him as his curiosity got the best of him and he stood there, idly watching his clubmate.

Slowly Ruby clapped his hands together when there was a break in Xavier’s practice, the over-exaggerated movements echoing throughout the banisters that helped with projection as his palms slapped against one another. “Bravo, bravo,” he sarcastically applauded, his lip curling as his crinkled nose showed his complete dissatisfaction.

“Okay, okay, okay. So, Xavier, I have to ask,” the freshman said, holding his hands out in front of his body and shaking as he repeated his words. He took a deep and long breath as he clapped his hands together once more, holding them in place as he swiped down through the air. “What kind of crap was that? What exactly are you trying to accomplish with that?”

Up until now, Xavier had been uninterrupted in his line readings. For two nights he was alone. So why wouldn’t he be alone on the third night too? Needless to say when a voice sounded from behind him, his blood ran cold and he froze. He stood there with his back facing whoever heavily criticized him, unable to face the music until their voice inevitably died on a question.

His head lowered as he stared uselessly at the floor, trying to think of a better reply than, ‘To land a role.’ Eventually he found his courage and turned, staring bleakly at the freshman that scrutinized him.

“My best?” He sounded like a jackass.

#cerritvbeauty #a star is born #( naw don't worry about it!! )#( also it's completely fine that ruby's an ass; xave's a big boy he can handle it LOL )

I HOPE NO ONE SAW THAT LOL-

#ooc #HAHA I BRIEFLY FORGOT HOW TO DO REPLIES ON TUMBLR #tbd

drop the beat

@nobloodboneash

Xavier usually left his messages on read with the afterthought that he’d get to replying later on. He almost never replied though, often attributing to the fact that he forgot. Getting into contact with him was near impossible unless, of course, your message read the following:

Today 4:17 PM

yata: Meet me at RockRonalds

yata: its life or death

Xavier had been on his way home when he received the text messages. He spun on his heel and hurried the other way, eventually breaking out into a sprint. The campus wasn’t too far from downtown Stonerock so it took only a matter of minutes before RockRonald’s came into view. After having narrowly avoided being run over by a car that definitely ran a red light, Xavier burst through the entrance of the fast food joint.

He spotted Misaki seated in the far corner booth with his back facing most of the staff and customers of the establishment. Xavier slowly approached the booth, slinging his backpack from his shoulder to his forearm and slamming it against the table.

“Life or death, huh?” He slunk into the booth across from Misaki with a disapproving frown.

#nobloodboneash #drop the beat #( my title game is weak )#( anyways sorry this took a bit! if there's any issues lmk <: )

rpmemeandmusings

halloween/fall starters ! 🎃

masterlist of autumn and halloween themed sentence starters!

❝ i made pumpkin cookies! want to try one? ❞

❝ thanks for bringing me to this fall festival. ❞

❝ let’s go to the fall carnival! ❞

❝ let’s go get a pumpkin frappucino! ❞

❝ do you wanna go walk in the leaves with me? ❞

❝ did you cut yourself carving the pumpkin? let me see it. ❞

❝ how does my pumpkin look? ❞

❝ we can go get hot chocolate after this movie? ❞

❝ want to go to this halloween party with me after school? ❞

❝ stay still i’m almost done with your costume. ❞

❝ let’s paint pumpkins. ❞

❝ hurry up! we’re going to be late for the costume party! ❞

❝ help me decorate! ❞

❝ let’s open some windows, okay? ❞

❝ it’s starting to rain… ❞

❝ bring a jacket! ❞

❝ i didn’t expect it to get so cold. can i borrow your jacket? ❞

❝ do we really need to go to a pumpkin patch? can’t we just buy one at the store? ❞

❝ let’s go pick pumpkins! ❞

❝ it’s chilly out here, you need a coat. take mine. ❞

❝ you sound sick. are you sick? ❞

*throws leaves on your head*

*sneeze* ❝ sorry, allergies. ❞

❝ wanna go out for halloween? ❞

❝ looks like it’s time to rake the leaves… ❞

❝ let’s go get hot chocolate then go for a walk. ❞

❝ let’s go trick-or-treating! ❞

❝ let’s go jump in the leaves! ❞

❝ come in here where it’s dry! ❞

❝ it’s dark?! already?! ❞

❝ ooh it’s chilly out. ❞

❝ please, enough with the pumpkin spice. ❞

❝ good morning. no, don’t get up, it’s raining, let’s stay in bed a little longer… ❞

❝ did you hear about the werewolf/vampire/witch roaming around this town on halloween night? ❞

❝ let’s go to the haunted house! oh, please, please, please, please?! ❞

❝ i don’t get scared. i’m practically fearless. ❞

❝ did you hear that? ❞

❝ we have to get out of here! ❞

❝ are you going to hide in my shoulder the whole time? or actually watch the movie? ❞

❝ i’m not going in a graveyard. ❞

❝ what did you get? ❞

❝ want to trade candy? ❞

❝ i got a rock. ❞

❝ don’t blame me! it was your idea to come in here! ❞

❝ what are you going as for halloween this year? ❞

❝ i just can’t wait for halloween! ❞

❝ you should totally buy that costume! ❞

❝ trick or treat! ❞

❝ happy halloween! ❞

❝ happy fall! ❞

❝ i wanna make sure that my jack-o-lantern is the best! ❞

❝ i’ll race you through the corn maze! ❞

❝ that guy in the gorilla costume has been following us for the past ten blocks. ❞

❝ aww come on! it was a prank! ❞

❝ please, please, PLEASE no scary movie marathon! ❞

❝ that wasn’t funny! ❞

❝ i keep tripping over my costume. ❞

❝ i’m not sure we should go down that street. ❞

❝ no fair! your costume is getting you more candy. ❞

❝ faster! we need to get to all of the houses! ❞

❝ forget being ‘too old’ to trick or treat. i’m doing this forever! ❞

❝ i don’t like these woods. ❞

❝ i just saw something! ❞

❝ look at that intestine cake! ❞

❝ i’ll trade you candy. ❞

❝ i’m a real vampire. ❞

❝ do you think stuff really happens on halloween? like..supernatural stuff. ❞

❝ i made us matching costumes! ❞

❝ i think i just saw something move outside your window…is someone watching us? ❞

❝ you’re not going to make me carve this pumpkin all by myself, are you? ❞

❝ did you hear there’s a masquerade ball this halloween? let’s go! ❞

❝ you shouldn’t go out there! ❞

❝ s-scared? me? i’m not..scared. ❞

#memes #it's not fall but i wish it was ://

a star is born

@cerritvbeauty

Auditions.

Xavier stared at the piece of paper with trepidation. Already more than a dozen names were filled out underneath a brief synopsis of what the play was about. There were still a few spots left, some characters even having no one audition for that role yet, but it was daunting all the same. He couldn’t imagine himself being in front of a thousand people with blinding lights separating him from their judging faces. His heart leapt in fear and he silently cursed himself for getting worked up.

Still, although he was scared to pursue a position, he signed his name anyways and then ran. There was still a solid week and a half before auditions actually began and he had to prepare, fast, if he ever hoped to get a part.

Did he really want that? No. Was he going to push himself anyways? Yeah. Was he going to hate himself for it? Probably.

That week leading up to auditions was the worst though. He found that practicing at home was difficult because he ended up giving up too easily in the comfort of his own space. So he went on to find a better place to practice and, perhaps ironically, the only place he could have found perfect for practice was the theatre club room. The club’s president and advisor already encouraged impromptu acting when in the classroom. Xavier hoped to channel that energy he was used to having when inside the room.

He was fortunate enough that with the oncoming play in the works, the theatre club moved to the auditorium to help prepare. So for three nights on end Xavier found himself pacing the club room with a packet in hand, reading line after line in his head, muttering to himself occasionally, and generally freaking out because there was no way he could do this, right?

He was so caught up in his mind that he hadn’t even notice the door opening.

#cerritvbeauty #a star is born #( aren't my titles HILARIOUS )#( i hope this is okay btw!! )

anything you can do i can do better

@bluefushimisaru

Their president’s voice fell completely on deaf ears as Xavier was too busy playing on his phone. He scrolled absentmindedly through his news feed, pausing with a hovering thumb anytime a headline caught his interest, before he went back to scrolling once more. For the past couple of weeks club meetings had become lecture halls with regional coming up. Xavier did not have to worry about his skills all that much - he knew he was the best fencer on the team.

If only a certain someone knew that too.

It was no secret he and a fellow fencer had it out for one another. At first Xavier had completely ignored the one sided rivalry; it was a stupid, trivial thing to dwell on. However, over the course of a year that silly rivalry turned into something more - a conquest to become the best.

Just thinking about his rival drove Xavier antsy. Briefly he looked up from his phone to spot him sitting on the other side of the room. Before they could make eye contact, Xavier looked back down at his phone. Eventually the club’s president dismissed them with a friendly reminder to practice, practice, practice! As the rest of the club members began to break off into groups to chat, Xavier quickly grabbed his bag and made a beeline for the door.

It was dusk outside and only a handful of people were walking in the quad. Xavier shuffled along with his hands in his pockets, digging for something he craved, his pace hurried to get further from the university. When he believed he was far enough away, he pulled out a box of cigarettes and a lighter, and then he lit one up. He took a deep drag, breathing heavily through his nose, a stream of wispy smoke floating freely in the chilly evening.

#bluefushimisaru #anything you can do i can do better #( haha this SUCKS. )