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slowly, quietly, sun creeps up behind the poor, unsuspecting soul … or, perhaps he’s aware and selectively choosing to ignore. sun doesn’t know and he doesn’t really care, either. all that matters is his end goal. abnormally light on his feet and taking quiet steps, he edges closer … and closer … until he’s knelt down right behind neptune. with a grin, sun sweeps forward and buckles the backs of neptune’s knees with his forearm, using his other to catch the falling boy behind his torso before standing, lifting his friend into the air, bridal - style.

“ one nerd: successfully captured! ” he grins, shoulders back, quite proud of himself. he angles his head down slightly, trying to get a glimpse of neptune’s face. “ sooo … what’s up, nep? ” catch blue eyes sparkling in anticipation to his… ‘ joke ’. 

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    he definitely didn’t scream.  no, it was... the wind. for sure. one-hundred percent the wind and an ill-timed bus that was in need of a tune up breaking, in the distance. even if he had screamed, it would have been for an entirely legitimate reason! if anyone asked. it wasn’t often you were minding your own business, trying to figure out the quickest bus route to the new bookstore in town when -- BAM! something knocked your knees out and you felt like you were falling, falling... 

except he hadn’t, because it was just a blond idiot scooping him up like some favourite childhood toy. and neptune yelped (NOT screamed). it was a justified reaction, one borne of surprise and not a lack of manliness or coolness. he could feel his cheeks reddening at the realization of what had happened, the tips of his ears bristling with heat as well when he fully clocked in to the fact that sun was now holding him. in public. like some blushing bride--! he grimaced, looking unimpressed up at his friend while his neck warmed in passive realization of how close they were.

“what’s up?” he repeated, unable to hide the bite in his voice. he frowned heavily, though he knew sun would understand he could never truly be angry with him. it was all in feigned annoyance, after all. “I dunno, dude. the sky? my heart rate? ..climate change?”

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         as per usual, sun had the best intentions. unfortunately, simply having the best intentions doesn’t automatically lead to the best result. he had - THOUGHT - it would be a nice gesture to start the laundry on his own. he had thought it would be nice to include neptune’s laundry to get it done. one combination of an overly - loaded machine and far too much soap later, and sun watches as the washing machine spews out foam and bubbles. all over the laundry room floor. and their clothes? soaked ─ absolutely not clean.

❝ hey, uh, neptune . .? buddy? ❞  he calls out, scratching at his head. as soon as the other walks in, he offers an awkward and sheepish grin,  ❝ i think something’s wrong with the washing machine. ❞  and, as if on cue, more suds slowly sputter out from the mouth of the machine. 

No. 

Neptune had just started the last of his homework for the day when Sun called out to him. He knew that tone. So, so well. In his mind, filled with calculations and important information, he found his thoughts getting mixed up with whatever incident his beloved roommate had caused. He groaned, gripping at his hair while he resigned himself to another night of unfinished homework. He stood from his chair and followed the distress call out into the hallway.

Neptune loved Sun. He really did. Perhaps, sometimes, even more than just as a lifelong friend. 

BUT.

The guy was a lot of work. Neptune often felt like a mother hen running around after him, trying to keep him safe from himself. And truthfully, Sun helped him out a lot too. Neptune knew he wasn’t perfect (despite claiming he was if ever asked), but it was just sometimes, Sun really pushed the limits of Neptune’s patience.

And as he headed down the hallway to the laundry room, dread filled him. He saw the soap. The water. And oh god, the bubbles.

“Sun, what did you do.” Neptune asked, freezing as his eyes went wide upon seeing the mess. His question was more of a demand: a demand for answers. His gaze flicked between the sputtering machine and his best friend, shock filling his expression. 

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‘ i gotta go home cause i forgot to… vacuum my room ’

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“Honestly?” Neptune raised an eyebrow curiously, hands lowering to be placed on either of his hips, a judgemental gaze following the other young male. He shook his head as he continued, “I’ve heard better excuses from my roommate, and he burnt his hand on a baking sheet that just came out of the oven a couple days ago. And flooded our apartment with laundry detergent. Point being, guy’s not the most clever.”

He let out sigh, “but really. You have to go ‘vacuum your room’? Really.”

Neptune glanced towards the group of girls he’d had zero chance of approaching so far. He let out a quiet whine, hands dropping from his hips as he looked to the red head once more.

“Please, I’m begging you. Just cause a distraction, or something! I really need that girl’s number but her friends are so mean!”

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‘  mother trucker, dude! that hurt like a butt cheek on a stick!  ’

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“Sun, buddy. My dude.” Neptune said, with a clearly unimpressed tone. He’d just watched his 6000 IQ friend touch a hot baking sheet after it came out of the oven, and he was definitely not in the mood for the other’s antics anymore. Not as he stood there, way too close for his own personal comfort, holding Sun’s hand under the tap as cold water rushed over blistering skin, like a mother would do to their idiot child.

Still, as much as he wanted to roast his best bud for his language choices… when he looked down at how his friend was laughing to mask the pain, he couldn’t bring himself to do it. Neptune let out a sigh and shook his head, “we really gotta work on that “cool guy lingo” some more.”

Neptune did, however, crack a smile as he spoke, using his free hand to pat Sun’s back in a comforting way. 

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‘ i said WHOEVER THREW THAT PAPER, YOUR MOMS A HO ’

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Well, that was new. 

While Nico was certainly someone you had to get used to, with her unique personality and priorities. But he’d never seen someone quite literally throw something at her, mid-rant, to make sure stop. He found himself snickering a little, making brief eye contact with the culprit. He smiled, then stood from his seat and strolled over to their wonderful leader. 

“Now, now, Nico…” Neptune started, placing a hand on her shoulder and flashing one of his award-winning smiles. He gestured to the members of the anime club with his other hand, “there’s no need to call these peoples’ mothers such cruel names. Whoever threw that paper at you was clearly just jealous of your infinite beauty.”

He then made eye contact with the shorter girl, tossing a wink in her direction for good measure. He then cleared his throat, looking toward the white board with the conversation topics they had been discussing before the incident.

“It certainly couldn’t have had anything to do with your splendid choice of conversation topic today,” Neptune continued, lifting his hand from her shoulder as he circled around the whiteboard and stood near it, arms crossed and smile still dancing across his features.

“‘Does liking neku girls make you a furry?’“ He read out loud, in the most serious voice he could manage. He stifled a laugh before leaning back on his heels, looking with half lidded eyes at his club leader. “I mean, does everything have to be black and white? I’m sure as hell not a furry, but I don’t think I’d turn down a cute girl like you if she wore a pair of cat ears and said ‘nya’.” 

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whAT THE FUCK IS UP, KYLE? NO WHAT’D YOU SAY? WHAT THE FUCK, DUDE! STEP THE FUCK UP KYLE 

( x )

Neptune froze in his tracks. No, she can’t be back.

It was definitely just his imagination. Right?

As he turned his head, stiffened with dread, the young male spotted a flash of pink in the corner of his eye. A girl with a small frame, but Neptune knew she was anything but weak. In fact, she was strong both physically and emotionally. She was crafty. 

She was terrifying. 

“I told you, my name isn’t Kyle…!” Neptune said, frustration evident in his voice. Truthfully, he didn’t even know this girl’s name. One minute he’d been treating her to a number of his sensational pick-up lines, and the next she was spouting nonsense at him and calling him Kyle.

Neptune had tried to abort himself from the situation. Tried, being the operative word. But she was persistent. She was… well, Neptune hadn’t quite met someone like her before. 

He wasn’t sure he wanted to ever again.

“Just — Just leave me alone! With all due respect: you’re crazy, girl!” Neptune winced and decided his best option was to start running. Maybe, somehow, he could lose her in the crowded mall. 

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‘ aHH STOP! i could’ve dropped my croissant! ’

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“Pfft.”Neptune couldn’t help the bubble of laughter that escaped past his pursed lips, just as they curled into a smile he couldn’t hide. A hand moved to cover up the evidence, though it was mere seconds before more laughter followed. He wasn’t proud, exactly, of having almost scared the blond. However, he couldn’t help but be amused at how easily he was frightened.

Neptune was only visiting the dorms to see someone in one of his classes, to collect something for an assignment. He hadn’t meant to run into the boy on the stairs. 

But, oh god. The reaction. The scream. The croissant… !

“Dude, stop. I — I can’t breathe…!” Neptune managed some words in between his wheezes. After another burst of laughter, he straightened himself up and ran a hand through his electric blue hair, grinning wildly. 

“I’m sorry about scaring ya, but… man, are you always spooked so easily?” He chuckled then, stepping out of the way of the staircase so that the other could continue ascending them. 

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*   —  —   VERY SERIOUS RIP VINE SENTENCE STARTERS

‘  when will you learn? when will you learn that your actionS HAVE CONSEQUENCES!  ’ ‘  can i get a waffle??? can i PLEASE get a waffle!!!  ’ ‘  go suck a dick, suck a dick suck a motherfucking dick  ’ ‘  you better stop! biTCH STOP  ’ ‘  do you ever like wake up and do something and you’re just like what the hec– fuck is goin on  ’ ‘  what’s good, brah you don’t know me! you don’t– WHAT IS GOOD! YOU DON’T KNOW! YOU DON’T KNOW ME! ’ ‘  it’s summer i got my hat on backwards and it’s time to fucking party  ’ ‘  anyone ever tell you you look like beyonce?  ’ ‘  I LOVE YOU, BITCH. I AIN’T EVER GONNA STOP LOVING YOU BITCH  ’ ‘  BITCH I HOPE THE FUCK YOU DO YOU’LL BE A DEAD SON OF A BITCH, I TELL YOU THAT  ’ ‘  and they were roommates!  ’ ‘  oh my god, they were roommates  ’ ‘  oh my god, i love chipotle chipotle is my liiiiife   ’ ‘  this bitch empty YEET!!!!  ’ ‘  WHERE ARE THOOOOOSE  ’ ‘  THEY ARE MY CROCS  ’ ‘  bitch disgusting  ’ ‘  yeaaah. yeAAAAAH.  ’ ‘  so no head?  ’ ‘  THIS IS WHY MOM DOESN’T FUCKING LOVE YOU!  ’ ‘  i’ll kill you. i’ll kill you. i’m not even worried about it.  ’ ‘  ahh, fuck. i can’t believe you’ve done this  ’ ‘  aHH STOP! i could’ve dropped my croissant!  ’ ‘  what’s up me and my boys are going to see uncle kracker  ’ ‘  give me my hat back, jordan!  ’ ‘  do you wanna go see uncle kracker or no!?  ’ ‘  i sneezed! oh, i’m not allowed to sneeze?!  ’ ‘  look at all those chickens  ’ ‘  i smell like beef  ’ ‘  i gotta go home cause i forgot to… vacuum my room  ’ ‘  actually, megan, i can’t sit anywhere. i have hemorrhoids.  ’ ‘  is there anything better than pussy? yes! a really good book  ’ ‘  mom, i’m peein on myself  ’ ‘  sorry, i’m on the toilet. i hope the ice cream don’t melt, bitch  ’ ‘  honestly i don’t remember, i was probably fucked up. yeah, i was crazy back then  ’ ‘  I WON’T HESITATE, BITCH!  ’ ‘  just shut up and die slowly, okay?  ’ ‘  two bros chillin in a hot tub five feet apart cause they’re not gay!  ’ ‘  mother trucker, dude! that hurt like a butt cheek on a stick!  ’ ‘  i said WHOEVER THREW THAT PAPER, YOUR MOMS A HO  ’ ‘  you remember one time i liked you? GOOD! cause it never happened  ’ ‘  if your name is junior and you’re really handsome, come on raise your hand  ’ ‘  i’M WASHIN ME AND MY CLOTHES, BITCH! I’M WASHING ME AND MY CLOTHES  ’ ‘  waddup i’m jared, i’m nineteen, and i never fucking learned how to read  ’ ‘  whAT THE FUCK IS UP, KYLE? NO WHAT’D YOU SAY? WHAT THE FUCK, DUDE! STEP THE FUCK UP KYLE  ’ ‘  oh my god why can’t you just take the fricken compliMENT  ’ ‘  is that a wEED? i’m callin the police!!!  ’ ‘  yo, drink this vodka down the hatch c’mon  ’ ‘  it is wednesday, my dudes. aaaaAAAAAAH  ’ ‘  there is only one thing worst than a rapist… a child!  ’ ‘  get to del taco, they got a new thing called fre shavocado  ’ ‘  *to the tune of ghostbusters* i’m an adult virgin  ’ ‘  hi my name is tre, i have a basketball game tomorrooooow  ’ ‘  babeyou’reafuckingbitchiwantyoutogetthefuckoutofmycarcauseiwannabreakupwithyou i fucking hate you   ’ ‘  todays forecast we can clearly see that somebody got me fucked up. FUCKED. UP.  ’ ‘  whAT’S UP FUCKERS  ’ ‘  FUCK YOU, THAT’S WHY  ’ ‘  he needs some milk!  ’ ‘  you are my dad. YOU’RE MY DAD! boogie woogie woogie  ’ ‘  yEAH NO SHIT, HONEY  ’ ‘  oooooh my boy going to prom. fuck it up! fuck it up! fuck it up!  ’ ‘  hey, how you doin? i’m doing just fine. i lied. i’m dying inside  ’ ‘  honey, you got a big storm comin  ’ ‘  i wanna fucking DIE  ’ ‘  road work ahead? uh yeah i sure hope it does  ’ ‘  the yo-yo master did not answer, he just kept on yo-ing  ’ ‘  welcome back to me screaming  ’ ‘  you know sometimes i think to myself what are you waiting for you dumb stupid fuuuuuuck!  ’ ‘  do you ever shut the fuck up?  ’

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cool guy coming through! neptune vasilias, reporting in for class ♥ application can be found under /a !

Welcome to Blackwood, Neptune!

You will be housed in Fair Lane Apartments. Your roommate is Sun Wukong, as requested. As stated, you will be majoring in both Biology and Chemistry, as well as minoring in Fashion Design. We hope you enjoy your time here!

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Neptune was barely aware of what was going on when Sun reached out for him. Taking a deep breath, he could feel his hands shaking as he continued to grip at himself tightly. Pressure, he unconsciously thought. Pressure, distractions. He couldn’t leave Sun to deal with his mess again -- not when his friend was so earnestly trying to help him. Fighting the thoughts that kept replaying in his mind, Neptune fumbled over words for a moment before he found himself stilling. 

Suddenly, Sun was a lot closer. Too close, his heart might have told him had he been thinking rationally. Sun was kissing him, and now, that was all that mattered. It was only something he’d been dreaming of for a couple of years, never something he’d actually think would happen, and now that it was happening it was like his brain was going into overdrive. Cheeks heating up, he was slow to respond to the messily-placed kiss before Sun was pulling back. Neptune fought the urge to chase after Sun’s lips, dazed from the contact.

As he continued to stare blankly ahead, his shaking hands stilled on his knees, grip loosening, he tried to make sense of what had just happened. Why did Sun kiss him? Logic dictated that it must have been because he wasn’t getting through to Neptune any other way. Of course, that thought then sparked the one that mused over the idea that Sun might have figured out his secret crush and decided to use that to draw Neptune out of his panic. Another voice in his head told him that no, Sun wouldn’t use something like that against (or in accordance with) him. 

Sun was talking now, a hurried and panicked tone reaching Neptune’s ears. He blinked a couple of times, realizing he’d done nothing but stare blankly ahead for a minute straight, worrying the other. Slowly, Neptune was able to respond. “Y-Yeah... dude. I’m... I’m good.”

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Jaune wanted to die. He’s such a mess right now. This hot guy’s talking to him he goes to the same college as him….his name is pretty cool too. Why does the universe hate him?

And Neptune was right, this wasn’t the usual environment for the artist…but damn Yang and her persuasiveness.

“Yeah….gotta love when Yang decided to drag you somewhere and just ditch you. She loves beer pong.”

Jaune scuffed his shoe into the dirt, not knowing what else to talk about…curse being socially awkward.

“Soooo…..h-how about this weather huh?”

“God I hate myself.”

“Yang. Could’ve sworn I’ve heard that name before,” Neptune said with a thoughtful look. Although it soon dissolved away, leaving him smiling again as if he didn’t really care enough to try remembering. He let out a small laugh, “pretty sure sober me would remember. Drunk me isn’t too good at the whole brainpower thing.”

After all, the only way to really enjoy these sorts of parties was to be intoxicated. You could sometimes get away with being slightly tipsy and just observing all the other party-goers in their drunken stupor, but for Neptune at least, it was a little difficult to stop once he got going. With a drink in hand that he was nursing, the clouded judgement was settling in. 

Focused on Jaune, he watched as the other fidgeted awkwardly before bringing up the weather, of all things. Neptune rolled his eyes, letting out a groan that he paired with a grimace.

“Has the conversation really gone that far south? The weather dude, really?” Neptune shook his head, “that’s like... the kind of stuff you talk about with your family when things get quiet -- you’re really not used to this whole small-talk thing, are you?”