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nathanielbeaumont:

Here’s the part of being a student-athlete that would suck if he was on any other team: the drug testing. But for some reason, probably due to the sport’s obscurity, nobody had ever actually enforced that for the handball team – which meant when he was laying the squad, thinking of doing sit ups and somebody started smoking, he didn’t move away. And when she offered to share, he quickly replied, “Sure.” He easily held out his hand, letting it sit in the air a short distance from her. “You always smoke and cloud gaze?”

She half expected whoever it was to reject her offer, but it was a pleasant surprise to be able to actually hand it to them. Her eyes moved back to the clouds effortlessly, trying to make sense of them all before his words brought her back. “Not always, but it’s nice to enjoy for the most part y’know? It’s like..there’s a bunch of different shapes up there, then they get even crazier when you’re lightin’ up. I love it.”

knoxgina:

“i think you’re right about, i’ll see what i can do about getting them to rename it after him, feel like he’s earned it,” gina said, smiling fondly at brain as he sat on her lap, still unsure about this interaction with a stranger who didn’t seem to react to his very menacing barks. “don’t yell at me though — go yell at someone else, see if they roll their eyes and it makes you feel bad, then come back and apologize to him, think that should do it.”

“Yeah, I mean I don’t see why not. People shouldn’t really care what the name is anyway, for the most part.” Her shrug was quite casual, careless even as she stretched her arms up above her head with a yawn. “Seems like a lot of extra work, and it’s sort of my lazy day y’know? But your dog’s appreciated, i’m just lazy as fuck.”

t y l e r j a c k s o n ↳aesthetic: ripped blue jeans, crochet bikini tops, shirts tied in the front, over-sized tees with odd designs, flowers in her hair, more crochet bras, bare feet, sandals with laces tied at the ankles, beat up vans, beaded braids, thick curls, shirts hanging off the shoulder, bouncing fro, belly piercings, hand-knit floral tops, butterfly clips, yellow, yellow, yellow, loose pants, low-rise jeans, and the occasional head wrap.

#radtask005

There was something clearly lacking in her life at the moment, and upon a little further thought she’d realized what it was. A lazy smile fell on her lips as she laid back on the grass and slipped a joint from her back pocket. It was a relaxing realization as she gave it a light, eyes fluttering up at the clouds as they drifted on by. It was easy to get lost in it all, a cloud of smoke filling the air briefly before fading away. “Wanna hit?” She asked the person beside her, that far off look clear in her gaze. @nathanielbeaumont

knoxgina:

reeling brain back in, she tapped her lap so he’d get on it, holding him close to her chest so he would stop barking at the stranger. “he’s very territorial about this park for some reason, we don’t even come here that often,” she said, smiling fondly at her puppy as he licked her hand, finallly cooling down. “but you know, you could still at least try to act like he scared you, it’d be nice for his self esteem, i get he’s tiny but imagine if you started yelling at someone and they just shrugged and walked away.”

“I mean hey, if he claimed this park then by dog rules he’s like, the owner? I’m pretty sure that’s how it works, you could just tell him I’m visitin’ and all.” Tyler smiled graciously at the canine, eyes with a bit of a sparkle. She’d always wanted a dog but of course that wasn’t exactly something she could have, not with how she’d grown up after all. “Oh, my bad. But that’s kinda impossible, like I just wanna get tackled by him and all that jazz––I guess I could try yellin’ at someone too, test this little theory.”

rcwans:

rowan smiled at her in turn, nodding toward the ipad. “can i see?” he shifted closer, reaching as he moved for the sketchbook that lay open to a blank page on his desk. he grabbed a stick of charcoal as well, then, with a minute shake of his head, placed it back on the desk and picked up a mechanical pencil instead. he was feeling precision. “nightwear in modern europe.” he said it with an air that made it clear he knew absolutely nothing about the subject. he shifted so he was sitting cross-legged, sketchbook in his lap still open to that same blank page, and began to draw. “uh huh,” he said, then looked up, something of a glint in his eye. “what, you got something in mind?”

“Well, I mean I don’t got much––just this.” Tyler angled her laptop towards him with precision, eyes a bit perplexed by her own design. Normally it came easy to just bring about colors and shapes into what she wanted, what her creative mind was coming up with. Lately the motivation just hadn’t been there though, as much as she wanted it to be. Instead she filled her head with culture and refuge in the outside world for inspiration, and was still in the midst of doing that. “I had some lace for the bodice in mind but I think I just need a break, like I should actually just go try shit on, I don’t know.”

rcwans

rowan glanced at his econ textbook, which was a mistake – now that he’d acknowledged it existed it could truly hurt him. he averted his eyes, then leaned back in his seat, shielding them theatrically. “i can’t read, suddenly.” he still had… rowan checked his day planner, flipping to the page where he’d pencilled in this particular due date. oh. he had a week. “what the fuck.” he turned to tyler, surprise plain on his face. “i have nothing to do tonight. uh–” he looked away, momentarily awkward. “what are you working on?” @tyler-jackson

tyler-jackson

“Well, you better. Ain’t no time to be messin’ around baby boy.” Tyler was quick to smile teasingly, nudging the other before returning to the work at hand. With her ipad in hand and connected pen at the other she’d drawn out the designs she’d been working on with care. It was the actual making of them later that would be tricky, but she always did enjoy the challenge. “My assignment was nightwear in modern Europe but..I’m about to lose interest.” Her eyes were focused though, finishing one of the curves before setting it down and turning to Rowan with a raised brow. “Nothin’ to do tonight, hm?”

knoxginarchive

as much as she enjoyed trips and going away from campus every now and then, it was always hard for gina to leave brain behind. there was always someone boring enough who chose to stay behind and could look after him, but she missed her dog dearly, and coming home to him was always somehow better than the trip. after an excessively emotional reunion, she’d taken him for a walk, and he was acting like he hadn’t seen the sun in years, though gina knew for a fact that he’d been taken on walks while she was gone. it was endearing, since he kept leaping at everything, but also slightly inconvenient because he also barked at anyone that came close to them like they might take gina away from him. “i’m sorry about him, he’s not usually like this,” she said after he started barking at someone passing by the bench they were currently sitting at, trying to get brain to get on her lap. “promise he doesn’t bite, he’s very gentle and a bit dumb, would probably not even know how to go around biting someone — he’s just overexcited to see people around again, it’s a friendly bark.” @radopens

tyler-jackson

Brisk walks were nothing out of the ordinary for Tyler, though it meant she was usually just finding a good spot to post up for the day and let her mind clouds flutter into the unknown. She had enough stashed in her back pocket and inside her jean jacket to enjoy for the day, and laptop strapped to her back for movies to keep busy with. A dog approached her wasn’t out of the ordinary, they could usually sniff out what she had on her––as if every dog was a narc and she had been caught redhanded. Tyler simply smiled, shaking her head with the slightest limp shrug of her shoulders. “Nah, he’s cool. I mean not the first time i’ve gotten the territorial bark.”

#tw: weed

who was your last sex dream about?

“Marlowe. And I was like all right I could on board with this—who the fuck is he again?” @jamesmarlowe

#answered

top 5 at radcliffe?

“Uhh..I guess I gotta go off of impressions cause I don’t really socialize. With good reason.” She smirks and shrugs almost nonchalant. “Elias, Dick Sisters, Ducky & Adam even if he really is a lost cause.”

@eliaspaxton

@lanajvmeson

@freyatm

@duckyfm

@admflynn

#answered

why are you sad?

“Shit, do I look sad?”

Ask me anything

hcpcrs‌:

Waves splashed against her as she waded in the shallow water, eyes closed and fingers hovering over the surface, each drop of water sending currents through her skin. It had gotten far too hot in the cottage, with the pounding music and bodies packed in like sardines, it started to feel like she couldn’t breathe, so the empty vast ocean felt soothing, even if when she opened her eyes to look at it it made her heart pick up faster, a lowly irrational fear she’d had since a child, she heard Tyler’s voice, brows furrowing and one eye peeking open to spot her near her, shoulders bare and glistening from the moonlight overhead, making her laugh, “Yeah it’s great,” Harper rasped out as she lifted her hands, smoothing her hair back and sinking deeper into the water, not caring about getting her dress even more soaked, “Kind of scary but nice.”

“That’s so wild though, right? Like, this vast ocean with creatures that haven’t even been discovered yet. And the titanic ship is somewhere out there at the bottom, holy shit get’s me excited.” Tyler couldn’t help but grin, the ocean at night just having that mysterious effect on her that left her wanting to solve it all and dive in deeper. She refrained, though. Her eyes instead had moved to look the other girl over with intrigue, and admiration. “Might as well take that off, nothin’ wrong with a little less.” Tyler couldn’t help but shrug, seeing as she’d been wearing quite a lot less.

admflynn‌:

“Off of me? I don’t actually know how body shots work, plus isn’t everyone all sweaty?” he asked, making a face. He’d just take the regular shots, he knew how those worked. So he found two clean looking shot glasses and a blue bottle of vodka. Adam glanced over when he felt the space close a bit and he grinned as he poured. “Yeah, I’m doing great!” he said. He pointed up to a traffic light that was flashing colors over the table. “I hung that up! And helped rewire it!”

Tyler just gives him a blank look for a few moments, unsure is he’s aware that she’s hitting on him. There’s a shake of her head and a certain way her eyes look up at the traffic light out of sheer curiosity for just a moment. “Nice, proud of you.” She says with a sort of half smile, the kind someone would give you for a bit of amusement. She took one of the glasses with ease, downing the shot and turning back to him as she moved even closer. “So, what do you wanna do?”

“Please, tell me you got a light babe?” In a perfect world, Tyler wouldn’t have been so quick to forget her own lighter as the joint hung from her lips. This didn’t happen to be a perfect world though, and that’s exactly the situation she was in. There was a pout on her full lips, she’d managed it even with her joint hanging out waiting to catch a quick flame. Have of her frame was lounged in the hot tub, relaxation almost at it’s prime if he were to come through the way she’d hoped. @eliaspaxton

#asdkfjn and this asjhb

amethystdonahue‌:

“Paint?” She questioned. “No.” Her tone was stern as her eyes directed down her body, looking at her outfit. “I’d rather not have this outfit get ruined. It probably costs more than it did for this party to be put together.” Amethyst didn’t watch many movies in her life, especially comedy, so the reference went over her head. “I don’t know what that is supposed to mean.” With a shrug, she took a drink from her cup, her eyes scanning the room. “How about we dance instead?” The girl raised her eyebrows, her eyes glued on the many sweaty bodies clumped in a crowd.

“I mean, you’ve gotta admit that a paint party would be pretty fuckin’ fly.” Tyler can’t help but grin, the thought of bodies smeared in paint dancing the night away sounding a bit dreamy. She shrugged back in return, it hadn’t been the first time someone didn’t get one of her references so she was fine with it. Dancing seemed to be the way to go so a smirk fit perfectly on her lips as she took her hand and led her over. “Sounds good to me.”

admflynn‌:

Adam wasn’t a big drinker, but this week was something of a special occasion, and he could make an exception, he figured. He wasn’t a small guy, so he had the tolerance accurate for someone his size, but it still wasn’t as much as he thought it would be, so he was feeling tipsy after a couple extra shots and spent his time dancing and jumping around to sweat it off. The basement was crowded, and the glow everyone gave off in the black light was swirling and cool when bouncing around drunk. He lost his footing a little, bumping into someone else that he could barely recognize in the simultaneously bright and dark atmosphere. “Hey! My bad!” he said, shouting over the music. “You good? You want a shot?” *// @tyler-jackson

Tyler didn’t mind the intrusion, at least not when it came with such a handsome face. Glitter danced at the corners of her eyes, her outfit one of barely anything but it seemed to fit the vibe of the party. “Hey––yeah, i’ll take one. Only if it’s a body shot.” Her smirk is lazy, having already been a few shots in herself to enjoy the night’s festivities. It was easy to get caught up in the dreaminess of it all, hand casually finding his shoulder as she leaned in close. “You good?”

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