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[zakiramiri]

adalcs:

# closed starter for @zakiramiri.

“ oh, zakir, did i get you blushin’ ? you see a little red. ” were the sole words falling from adala her plump lips the moment she caught sight of the vaguely familiar figure, from only the corner of her eyes. although considering the bright red colour of his face paint, one would argue that he was hard to miss in a crowd of largely black. “ i have heard whispers about your costume going around, who would’ve known you went all out ? ” emerald hues simultaneously focused on his image, flickering up and down to perhaps … take it all in. “ i’ve been pleasantly surprised, ” with that, the brunette had merely shrugged, merely shooting a half smile in his direction. “ just tell me though, are you warming my seat for me before i descend down to hell and become its ruler ? or isn’t that what you once told me. ”

Zakir fought the way his eyes tried to roll into the back of his head with the way she spoke, lips curved into a lazy smile. “You caught me,” he told her, looking down to observe the state of the poor paint job he’d done on his body. In all honesty, it was looking a little worse for wear. The red was beginning to crack and slide from the way his body was sweating. “I feel like I’m always hot topic around these parts. Dunno if it’s my beautiful face or the new asshole stalker image I’ve managed to develop. So, really it’s no surprise that people are running their mouths again,” he said somewhat snootily, nose upturned. He held this pose for a few seconds before flawlessly moving back to a more relaxed position. Watching the way her eyes raked over him, he cocked his head to the side and looked at Adala. “So, what are you meant to be? Surely not a little tart?” His tone was joking and light, but something in his head niggled at him to clarify that he wasn’t being serious. “I was kidding, in case you couldn’t tell. The people have spoken and the people say I’m a misogynist for turning a girl down for some sex, so,” he shrugged. Cackling at her reference to one of their earlier arguments, he shrugged. “No, you’re too angelic. Look at that baby face.” 

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isabella-leah:

Isabella laughed. “Are you high or something?” the girl teased her friend before re-evaluating his costume. “Oh, I didn’t see the horns,” she admitted with a laugh. “But yes, you look very cute.” Isabella chuckled, rolling her eyes as the girl affirmed her friend’s statement. Finishing her drink, the song changed and the music shifted to more contemporary party music. “You wanna go dance?” she asked with a grin.

"Yeah, pretty high,” he told her, widening his eyes at the girl. He hoped that Isabella could only tell because she was one of his best friends and not because it was evident on his face. It would be a bit of a pain in the ass if he got kicked out of school for showing up off his face to an event. “Yeah, they’re a bit hidden in this mop,” he joked, hands ruffling his hair out of the way. When she asked if he wanted to dance, he turned to have a look at the group of students already out there. “Let’s do it. We’ll tear the dance floor up.”

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bellamisharpe:

Bellami walked into the ball, huge yellow dress draping over her shoulders. She shouldn’t even be here, she thought to herself. So why was she? Oh yeah. Because she was begging for friends at this point, or anyone to talk to, really. She saw someone staring at her and smiled shyly, giving a small wave.

Zakir had been taking a little time for himself for a few minutes, teeth gnawing gently into the rim of his plastic cup as he took in his surroundings. Even though he’d had a good time seeing all the people he’d neglected to talk to for the past couple of weeks, he just needed a serene moment to himself. Eyes raking over the people that were there, he accidentally met someone else’s line of vision. Seeing that she waved at him, he stared for a few moments wondering if they knew each other. Unsure, he bounded up to her with a grin on his face. “Hello! I don’t know if we’ve met or not but I’m Zakir all the same.”

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isabella-leah:

 “I’m finding things just fine,” the girl grinned, holding up her drink. “You’re looking pretty dapper yourself, my friend.” Isabella told him. Laughing, her cheeks turned a little pink at the compliment and tapping of her nose. “Thanks, you’re looking pretty dapper yourself,” she nudged him playfully. “What’s your costume, exactly?” Isabella asked, not wanting to mistake him for something he wasn’t.

Zakir grinned toothily, joy shining on his face. “Glad you’re having a good time. Also, thanks. I love that you say dapper, it makes me feel really old school cool.” Wrinkling up his face at her words, he cackled loudly. “Are you joking?” Narrowing his eyes at the brunette jokingly, his tongue wetting his lips in a quick swipe. He waved his hands down over his body, which was painted red. Devil horns sat happily on top of his head. “I’m a devil, Is. I look cute.” 

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lungbroke:

“Go on then..” The apples of Euphie’s cheeks were already flush with muted shades of pink, and it surprisingly had nothing to do with the drugs that she had ingested before arriving at the grand event. Gloved digits flattened the short green skirt of her Sailor Jupiter costume, finely trimmed brows furrowed slowly in what could only be distinguished as flustered embarrassment. Bright green hues flitted across her utmost treasured friend’s face and down to the ceramic floor underneath their shoes. “Let it all out. Any questions, comments and or concerns must be addressed now.. or you can forever hold your peace,” Whether she was joking or not was a completely different story. @zakiramiri

Humming for a few moments with fingers rubbing at his chin in faux thought, he shifted closer to his friend and stared into her eyes with his own enlarged pupils. “On a scale from one to ten how much do you love me? Answer wisely or I think we both know I’d throw the most colossal hissy fit ever. It would shake Bernard a hell of a lot more than any of the murders.” Raising his eyebrows surprisingly high on his forehead, he crossed his arms dramatically before his chest as if offering her a taster for what would come. Zakir managed to hold a straight face for a few moments before he snorted out a bout of laughter. “You okay? You have to answer honestly, you know. You offered your soul up to the devil,” he waved a hand down his red face painted body slowly, “and now you have to tell me what you’re thinking. In fact, yes, metaphorical penny for your thoughts?”

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pndor:

As the night progressed, Pandora had slowly let herself relax more and more, feeling safe knowing that Euphie had promised to stay by her side the whole night, and after a few drinks the girl had successfully become slightly tipsy. She was swaying by herself, waiting for Euphemia to return from the bathroom when she spotted a familiar handsome boy making his way over to her, grinning and laughing in greeting, “Zakir!” She chimed, throwing her arms up, wrapping them around his neck, “I feel like I haven’t seen you in a bazillion years, how are you, sweet boy? Still getting mixed up in threesomes,” She teased as she pulled back, finishing off her glass of wine, and setting it on the plate of a waiter as he passed by, “You gonna keep me company?” @zakiramiri

Zakir had spent a majority of his night flitting between different groups of people, grin constantly plastered on his face. He was in a good mood, honestly. Tended to always be when he’d taken things he shouldn’t have. He was in the middle of a particularly boring conversation with a guy that he had some sort of class with when he caught sight of Pandora standing alone. Excusing himself, he slipped past the man and started making his way over to the petite blonde. “Hey, babes!” He cackled, arms loosely looping around her waist in a gentle hug. He’d really missed her, in all honesty, she was one of the few people that he actually truly liked. “God, I’m so good -- no threesomes, thankfully. How’re you? I saw you and Euphie earlier but I thought I’d leave you guys be for a little bit. Kinda wish I came over.” Dropping his arm back down to his sides, he huffed out a laugh. “Yeah, of course I’ll keep you company. There’s nobody I’d rather be with,” he said as he nudged her softly with his elbow.

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lanajvmeson:

Red lips hanging agape like a fish on land, Lana switched a curious glance between both the beet red face of the boy in front of her and the doe eyed expression befalling Zakir’s, momentarily struck with a low simmer of irritation as she recalled their exchange on Twitter. Nose upturning in a physical manifestation of the disgruntled ‘Hmph!’ that a cartoon lady of the manor might come out with, should her rug have got dirty footprints all over it, Lana rolled her eyes instead of cracking a grin at his statement like she usually might have. Amusement burst out over her lips like a furiously shaken champagne bottle once he labelled the irritable frat boy as a ‘beef baby’, tongue briefly wetting the pair of them before she clamped it between her teeth to resist a laugh. “Zakir, he’s already hulking out. Spitting all over the place like a spicy salamander. Generally being a wild boar. Highlighting his teenie weenie will hardly–,” got quickly cut short as the boy in question pounded his fist against the wall just next to Lana’s head, a flinch and startled yelp seeing her ducking away from him in shock, awkwardly stumbling over her cowboy booted feet and bumping into Zakir. “Ow?” came stuttered out in reflex like it always did whenever she lost a life on a video game, eyes impossibly wide as she gawked at the frat boy in the aftermath. “What the fuck? Did–… God, I don’t even know what’s happening. I’m-… I said I’m sorry, okay?”

Though his brain felt like it was melting inside his skull, he wasn’t exactly dumb; could tell that she was pissed at him for their whole twitter thing. He actually really did feel guilt over the way he’d spoken to her, but he’d never voice his feelings on the matter. Not now, at least. He’d been too vulnerable with his emotions recently and it done nothing but bring him down. Nodding enthusiastically along to what Lana was saying, he shifted on his heels, brows pinched on his forehead. He was just about to open his mouth to agree when the guy lunged for the wall. Reflexes already marginally slower than normal, he could barely shift before the girl in a lame form of protection. Angry wide eyes glaring at the guy, he pointed harshly at him. “You’re not going to have a girlfriend very long if you go about starting on other beautiful women, are you? When you’re in jail and you’re someone else’s bitch, I’ll think about you sometimes.” Zakir hoped that whoever this was wouldn’t try to start anything with him. He was already unsteady enough as it were without a fine swift punch to his head. Tongue heavy in his mouth, he beamed at the guy sarcastically. “Now fuck off before I tell everyone that you just tried to hit a girl, you big useless lump of shit.” Holding his breath and completely turning his back on the bloke, he looked down at the ground for a few moments. Brain working overtime to try string together a coherent sentence to the girl that would hopefully ease the tension between them. “Uh,” he started, fingers picking at the skin on his neck. “You okay?”

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jessgcrdner:

Jess hummed as she took a sip from her cup, standing by the refreshments table as she watched the several other costumed people dance. Perhaps she would have been dancing too if her costume was a little more freeing, it being easy to see that the long, sparkly red dress she wore would be quite difficult to bust a move in. But she still was enjoying herself and she looked fabulous on top of that, so she considered such a consequence worth it. “I have to say,” she started, speaking to the nearest person to her. “I’m kind of impressed. A lot of people here really went all out for this.”

Zakir had been trying to avoid drinking any more alcohol, room already slightly swirling in his vision like a whirlpool. It was embarrassing, really, the way he couldn’t keep his hands steady enough to get himself something refreshing to drink. He didn’t know why his life felt like it was on such a downward spiral recently, but tonight he was out in an attempt to have a good time and keep his mind off of things. He’d even gotten properly dressed up for the whole event, waist up he was covered in red face paint, devil horns placed haphazardly on top of his head. Some sorority girl had bounded up to him, offering to help beautify him with some red glitter on his collarbones -- he’d accepted, surprised when it actually helped to cheer him up a little. That, and the girls vodka, at least. Jumping from his thoughts at the sound of someone’s voice, he glanced at the girl through his eyelashes to ensure that it was in fact him that she was speaking to. Grinning, he nodded zealously. “It’s wicked! I didn’t think that anyone would really try very hard at all, but everyone looks so cool.” Taking in the red head briefly, he smiled. “You look super nice, too,” Zakir slurred slightly. 

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isabella-leah:

Isabella readjusted her tiara in her selfie camera before tucking her phone away. Sipping through the straw on her drink, the dark haired girl smirked as she surveyed the room. Everyone looked like they were having fun; that was good, at least. Turning to the person next to her, she offered them a smile. “Are you having a good time so far?”

It felt like it had been much too long since he’d spent some good quality time with Isabella, in all honesty. Standing next to her taking in other party goers, he felt grateful to be there with her now. “Yeah!” Zakir laughed softly, “I’m having an amazing time. How are you finding things? You are looking super cute tonight,” He said as he reached out and gently bopped his finger against her nose, glee evident in his eyes.

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lanajvmeson:

“Listen, I–…God, I said I’m sorry,” Lana mumbled under her breath, teeth gritting together in a physical manifestation of the word ‘yikes!’ before she averted her eyes away from the furiously throbbing vein in the frat boy’s forehead. He was currently breathing close enough for her to catch a foul whiff of the gin he’d necked earlier, having just reprimanded her for making out with his girlfriend in a game of spin the bottle. “All’s fun in love and war, Todd. Drop pants, not bombs. Viva la… Um. Fuck. I forgot. Hey!” she interrupted herself, flapping a hand at the closest passerby without even fully registering who it might have been. “What’s that saying? Viva la–… It’s like… It’s something like dicks out but in Spanish.”

Eyes blown from whatever it was he’d been taking that night, Zakir had been trying to shove his way through a group of people for what felt like an extended period of time. In all fairness, it had likely only been a few minutes, jelly arms reaching up to gently prod people out of his way. Flitting attention snatched by the fluttering of delicate fingers, he moved his head in a sluggish movement to face whoever it was. Smirking lopsidedly at the fact that it was Lana, he turned to move his body to face the situations at hand. “Dunno,” he commented, ramming his hands into his pockets. Realising the red face paint he’d coated his body in was beginning to streak from the sweat that had started to bead on his skin, he scrunched his nose up before peering at the man that Lana seemed to be having an altercation with. “Viva la dicks out, bro.” Looking at the girl stood beside him, Zakir opened his mouth and whispered loudly, “What’s beef baby’s issue? Has he got a small dick?” Cocking his head to the side and moving his eyes over the boy, he nodded slowly, stoic look on his face. “Definitely has a small dick.”

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thencble:

Elijah stepped into the light; it was late for someone to be popping in for some caffeine. “I’m playing the lottery,” he replied, “what do you think I’m doing?”

He waved the joint around before putting it back between his lips. All Elijah knew of Zakir was the brief interactions they had on Twitter, so he nearly didn’t recognize the other. “Hey, didn’t we joke about fucking online?”

Scrunching his nose up at the boys sarcastic reply, he watched the way he waved around his joint through lazy brown eyes. In all fairness he should’ve known what Elijah was up to, it was college after all. 

Perking up at the mention of their twitter interaction, he laughed softly as he took another sip from his paper cup. “Yeah. I wasn’t joking though,” Zakir bantered, lips tilting up into a barely there smirk. He considered the whole situation for a moment before shaking his head. “I need to delete twitter, I think. I’m embarrassing.” 

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📲 euphie 8)

euphie: you're an Angel, you know that?

euphie: i am...... just kinda got myself into a little bit of trouble and need help

zakir: whyyy whats wrong

zakir: im running my hair is flowing in the wind as i rush to get to u

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📲 euphie 8)

euphie: so... um

euphie: can you come over in an hour or so?

euphie: i really need your help

zakir: in an hour??? no

zakir: i'm On My Way! now

zakir: u ok

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@zakiriamiri: see that! twitter always livens up when i'm around! got 2 sleep! night!

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@ajsullivan: #prayforzakirsdick

@ajsullivan: there's nothing wrong w it, it jst hasn't seen the light of day in so long tht he's resorted 2 slutshaming 2 feel better abt jacking off alone in his room fr the past 6 mos

@zakiramiri: @ajsullivan thts so cool when did u get the 280 character tweets? ??

@zakiramiri: @ajsullivan show me where i slut shamed :\\ i jst said i didn't want to have sex w a girl who replied 2 me sayin how dry she'd been without me

@zakiramiri: @ajsullivan :( call the twitter police i'm sry i dnt want to b sexually harassed on the internet !

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@lana_jameson: @zakiramiri bye!!!!!!!!! stop @ing me u already lost out

@zakiramiri: @lana_jameson ok that's cool!! sry for bothering u !! hope u have a gd day :) x