random character headcanons, vol i ♡ happy developing ᵔᴗᵔ
teddy bear — does your muse have any treasured possessions? what makes it so special?
scratched cd — what genre of music does your muse hate? if someone happens to turn on that genre, will they tolerate it or leave the room?
dried paint brush — how creative is your muse? do they create anything with said creativity or are they considered 'wasted potential'?
playground equipment — what's a childhood memory, whether it's liked or not, that stands out to your muse? why does it stand out among the rest?
candy bracelet — does your muse prefer chocolate, hard candy or chewy candy? do they even like sweets at all?
broken record player — what regrets does your muse have? if they could go back and change that event / the past in general, would they?
ball pit — what does your muse do for fun?
orange creamsicle — what's a topic your muse could talk about for hours? is there a reason this particular topic means so much to them?
hopscotch — does your muse like to work out? if not, how else do they move their body from day to day?
flimsy fairy wings — did your muse used to celebrate / dress up for halloween as a child? if yes, what's a costume they remember wearing (and did they pick out or did their parents)?
instant messenger — if it's not already taken, what is your muse's go-to username?
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❥ 𝐁𝐎𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐈𝐂𝐀𝐋 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒 [ 𝚆𝙾𝚁𝙳 𝙿𝚁𝙾𝙼𝙿𝚃𝚂 ] .
headcanon prompts with questions based on plants & what they represent in flower language . happy roleplaying !! ♡
abatina : is there anything in life your muse has changed their mind about over time ( due to becoming more educated on the topic , certain experiences , etc . ) , or that they would change their mind about under certain circumstances ?
acanthus : is your muse deceptive , or willing to lie or deceive to achieve certain means ? why or why not ?
aloe : how does your muse handle grief ?
amaryllis : what is something or someone that your muse takes pride in ? how do they express that pride ?
anemone : how does your muse view the world ; as a cruel & unforgiving place , a land full of wonders , or something in - between ? where does that world view come from ( what experiences , life lessons , etc . ) ?
angelica : where does your muse draw inspiration in life ? what motivates them ?
apple blossom : how does your muse go about expressing or not expressing their sexuality ?
bachelor’s button : does your muse actively seek romantic companionship , or cherish the liberties of being single ?
basil : does your muse have a love - hate relationship with anyone or anything ?
bay tree : does your muse seek glory & accolades , or do they favour a simpler , more personal life ?
begonia : how cautious is your muse ? are they prone to noticing red flags , or paranoid to the point of untrusting most everyone ? why or why not ?
belladonna : how does your muse respond to silence ? do they take comfort in soundlessness , or seek to fill the void with noise ?
bluebell : does your muse learn from their past , or are they prone to repeating the same mistakes ?
carnation : what is your muse’s relationship with their gender ? how do they express or not express this relationship ?
chamomile : what is your muse likely to take away from a painful experience ? are they one to be haunted by adversity , or to use what they’ve gone through to become stronger ?
chrysanthemum : how does your muse express romantic love ? how do they feel about love as a concept ?
daffodil : is your muse one to be loyal in relationships , or are they likely to quickly move from one bond to another ?
daisy : did your muse ever feel as though their innocence had been lost ? what moment in their life could be described as the end of their innocence ?
edelweiss : what was the bravest moment in your muse’s life ? are they known to be courageous from then on ?
fern : does your muse believe in magic or cosmic forces , or are they more likely to think their life is ultimately a matter of their own control ?
forget - me - not : has your muse ever forgotten something that is or was important to them ? are they afraid of forgetting things like that ?
gardenia : is your muse one to confess romantic feelings early on , or to conceal them for long periods of time ?
gladiolus : describe a moment from your muse’s life that they will never forget .
goldenrod : does your muse believe in luck or fortune ? why or why not ? where do they believe these things come from ?
heliotrope : does your muse believe in soulmates ?
hibiscus : how does your muse view the gentler , daintier things in life ? as things worth preserving & caring for , or things only bound to wither & disappear ?
holly : how strong is your muse’s sense of intuition ? are they aware of it ? do they ever fear that it is only paranoia ?
hollyhock : how strong is your muse’s sense of ambition ? what’s something they strive for in life ?
hyacinth : is your muse athletic ? does it come naturally to them , or have they had to work for their physique and/or skill ?
hydrangea : how much does your muse value communication in their relationships with others ? are they prone to being misunderstood ?
iris : if your muse could convey one last message to someone they have lost or left behind , what would it be ?
ivy : what are your muse’s views on marriage ? do they believe it is something strictly for love , or an institution rooted in business & social benefits ? do they desire or have they desired to be married ?
lavender : how easy is it to gain your muse’s trust ? once their trust is broken , how might one go about mending it ?
lilac : what was your muse’s childhood like ? how has their upbringing affected them as they’ve aged ?
lily : how does your muse view their mother ?
lotus : has your muse ever felt as though they’ve been reborn ? have they ever desired the feeling of a fresh start , or a better understanding of themself and/or the world around them ?
magnolia : describe your muse’s relationship with nature & the natural world .
marigold : is your muse prone to jealousy ? how might they handle envious feelings ?
mint : does your muse view themself as virtuous & moral ? what do these words mean to them ?
nasturtium : describe your muse’s relationship with their birthplace , or homeland .
oak : who would your muse consider the strongest person they know ?
pansy : does your muse often reflect on their own actions ? do they ever think a lot about the past , and what they could have done differently ?
parsley : describe a holiday your muse enjoys , and why they enjoy it .
peony : what would a ‘ happy life ’ look like in your muse’s eyes ?
poppy : what comforts your muse ?
rhododendron : is your muse receptive to warnings & advice given by others ?
rose : how much does your muse value other people ? do they wish to have many friends , lovers , and/or associates ? are they an easy person to love ?
sage : what is your muse’s legacy ? what do they want to be remembered for & what might they actually be remembered for ?
salvia : is your muse possessive over people or things that matter a lot to them ? how do they express that possessiveness , or lack thereof ?
snapdragon : is your muse merciful ? why or why not ?
southernwood : how seriously does your muse take themself ? do they prefer a solemn & intellectual atmosphere or do they delight in jokes & banter ?
sunflower : what brings your muse the most joy in life ?
tulip : how does your muse view people in general ?
violet : how does your muse respond to betrayal ?
willow : how does your muse handle sadness & depression ?
zinnia : how has the loss of fallen comrades and/or loved ones affected your muse ? has it taught them anything or given them any new perspectives ?
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🐝 * ― 𝑪𝑶𝑪𝑲𝑻𝑨𝑰𝑳 𝑸𝑼𝑰𝒁. ( send one or multiple of these to learn a little more about my muse(s). )
[ mai tai ] if they could have any superpower in the world, what would they choose?
[ white russian ] what would they do if they won the lottery?
[ grasshopper ] what / who would they dress up as for halloween?
[ tequila sunrise ] how would they spend their perfect day?
[ californication ] what do they think is their greatest achievement in life?
[ caipirinha ] if they could change one thing about themself, what would it be?
[ painkiller ] what is their greatest regret?
[ moscow mule ] if they could travel through time, where would they go?
[ dry martini ] what is the most embarrassing thing that has ever happened to them?
[ tom collins ] which living person would they most want to meet?
[ greyhound ] if they could have a dinner with just one person ( dead or alive ) who would they choose?
[ planter's punch ] how long does it take to befriend them?
[ sangria ] do they have any special routines they follow every single day? if yes, which?
[ whiskey sour ] what is the biggest lie they ever told someone?
[ zombie ] do they believe in life after death?
[ margarita ] what are their biggest pet peeves?
[ mojito ] what is one goal they are working towards?
[ appletini ] who do they consider the most important person in their life? why?
[ cosmopolitan ] what is their happiest memory ever?
[ gin tonic ] who influenced them the most?
[ bloody mary ] what would they do if they only had one week left to live?
[ manhattan ] where would they like to travel the most?
[ old fashioned ] what would their adult self tell their kid self if they could go back in time?
[ blue lagoon ] how do they typically react when faced with something they fear?
[ sidecar ] what type of person are they most likely drawn to?
[ negroni ] what is one piece of advice they would give others?
[ hurricane ] which song describes them the most? why?
[ sex on the beach ] what do they consider red flags in a relationship?
[ mimosa ] which incident shaped them the most?
[ long island iced tea ] if they had the chance to redo their life, what would they do differently the second time around?
[ mint julep ] which was their dream job as a kid?
[ singapore sling ] how do they react to disappointments?
[ alexander ] what would they do with one million dollars / euros / pounds / whatever currency they use?
[ screwdriver ] which habit do they wish they could get rid of?
[ gin fizz ] do they consider a glass half-full or half-empty?
[ aperol spritz ] which is one thing they still think about a lot?
[ piña colada ] how do they show affection?
[ swimming pool ] what is the most important lesson they've learned in recent years?
[ b52 ] how would they describe themselves in as few words as possible?
[ daiquiri ] do they believe in true love? why or why not?
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bellamy is aware of the fact that she’s being rather melodramatic about the poor state of radcliffe’s merce, but amusement is quick to course through her at alyxine’s reaction to her complaints. laughter is better than the exasperated sigh her parents gave her when she lamented the same opinion to them days earlier during move-in day. ❝ literally get you behind the fabric and scissors and these would be flying off the hangers, ❞ she enthuses with a smile. ❝ you’re, like, the best dressed person on campus. i think that qualifies you as the best person to be in charge of this. mix in your writing and mine, and i think we could persuade the president to reconsider. god forbid we all look like retire floridians in one of those fifty plus communities. ❞
✧ ⸻ 𝐀𝐋𝐘𝐗𝐈𝐍𝐄 𝐀𝐋𝐌𝐎𝐒𝐓 𝐒𝐏𝐈𝐓𝐒 𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐅𝐑𝐔𝐈𝐓𝐘 𝐈𝐂𝐄𝐃 𝐓𝐄𝐀 as he erupts in a laughter, clearly finding a lot of amusement in Bellamy’s concern. Quickly setting his cup aside, he gazes up ahead and catches sight of a few students donning the hideous things that got his radio mate this heated and it made him realize that she was kind of right.
“Mhm, I think my fashion design mates and I could come up with something better. I’m also pretty honoured that you trust me this much. Honestly speaking, I would never let you or anyone else look like you’re going to tee off any minute. Gosh, I would never forgive myself.” ⸻
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micah’s well aware of the fact that he’s not a thief or into the business of stealing people’s wallets, but having to awkwardly waddle after liam makes him feel as silly as he thinks he looks. not to mention that the blonde moves pretty freaking fast. which — micah knows that liam is on the swim team and he’s great at it, but he didn’t think that he’d be giving the goddamn track team a run for their money. he’s about to tap liam on the shoulder again when the other stops short, nearly having micah collide straight into his back. ❝ of course, ❞ micah offers in what he thinks is a good response. it probably isn’t. ❝ i used to have the same backpack last year, but the zipper gave me issues. always unzipping itself and all. ❞ it’s unnecessary commentary and micah wants to say something else, dissolve this awkwardness between the two of them that’s built up like a wall since that last party, though he swallows down his boldness instead. ❝ just be careful, yeah ?? next person might be an asshole and steal your credit cards. ❞
liam had never been the type of person to go out of his way to avoid someone, but maybe that was just because he'd never had a good reason to avoid someone. then micah had gone in for a kiss ... and ever since, liam had made a point of steering clear of his friend. if he could still call him a friend. something told him once you started going out of your way to avoid someone, they were no longer a friend. having already spotted micah, he kept his head down, hoping to make it past without drawing any attention to himself. he was so focused on ignoring micah, however, that it took the other male taping him on the shoulder to realize he had been trying to get liam's attention. "right, you can kee-" he nearly finished telling micah he could keep whatever it was before he realized that it was his wallet. "thank you," he reached out to take it.
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despite it already being a week into the new semester, micah is still trying to figure out what exactly he did over the past year that was so bad to punish him with whatever laughably horrible karma this was. aera and neva together within the dorm promised more headaches than anything else if the volume he’s come home too throughout the week was to go by. is peace and quiet too much to ask for when doing his inevitable homework ?? micah just hopes he can gain a semblance of a good night's sleep when aera is down the hall, probably plotting how to drive him even further up the wall and shredding his sanity. he’s never met someone as insufferable as her, even more so that there’s something magnetic about her that he can’t put his finger on. alas, perhaps micah just needs to learn how to blatantly avoid his roommates as the year progresses and just shoe-horn himself away in his room. he can’t help but frown down at the organizational set-up he’s put together on his desk, dark hues assessing the layout and whether or not he likes it enough to keep, or if he should restart. his thoughts are derailed at the sound of a voice in his doorway. micah swivels in his computer chair, eyebrows knitted and expression wary as he notices it’s aera. ❝ hey, aera, ❞ he answers, even more hesitant from the saccharine tone of hers. ❝ are you lost or something ?? ❞ his gaze drops to the drink in her hand. ❝ is that my pomegranate juice ?? ❞
closed starter for @svrpcntine ( aera & micah )
living with the ex-boyfriend that cheated on her in the next room wasn't exactly what she had in mind for the semester but like hell was aera going to just sit around and do nothing while she had to see his smug face every time she got out of her room. it was almost like a lightbulb lit up once she had the idea of getting back at yunho, but while she wasn't above manipulating someone, she knows micah well enough now to know she can't just do what she usually does, especially when she needs him to actually agree to this. she understands that she's going to have to be direct about this, and even worse... sincere. suppressing a shudder, aera made her way out of her room with the drink she knows micah loves then stands in front of his door, knocking quickly before peeking in. "hi, micah. do you have a minute?" aera asks, her voice sickly sweet.
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maybe this was a surefire sign to bellamy that she should look around to actually make sure the person she was talking to was actually nearby. one of her classmates offered to stop by the bookstore with her to get his own supplies, which is likely where he ran off to despite bellamy running her mouth to whatever poor soul was nearby to hear her rant. which is when chocolate hues snap over at the familiar voice and it’s like ice water is dumped over her head. well, shit. bellamy could try and make this as less awkward as possible. ❝ you’re right there, ❞ bellamy settles on as an amicable response, then adding, ❝ i think they’re keeping it safe for older alum or parents with questionable fashion sense. ❞ there’s a brief silence after her words and bellamy chooses to run her hand down the sleeve of the sweater in question, feigning interest in the fabric and offering a light shrug of her shoulder. ❝ so what have you been up to ?? ❞
ivy couldn't help but hear bellamy's out loud rant about the school merch. she wasn't sure if the other young woman was talking to her, but after a brief scanning of the room, there was no one else close enough to them for her words to be directed to someone else. 'maybe she didn't recognize me' ivy foolishly thought. things were left a little awkward since ivy quit the band, but she wasn't going to be rude, plus she didn't have any resentment towards belle (i mean, how could she when she was the asshole of the story?!). ivy scoffed. " true. how do they expect to make money with this shit? they'd actually make more profits if the clothes were at least a little cuter. "
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it’s still a wonder to bellamy after however many years at radcliffe, she’s still uncovering new shortcuts about the school and its little mysteries. it’s why she now finds herself around the auditorium more, using the pathway nearby to cut across to the science and mathematics building where her programming class is held. the class passes fairly quickly as most first-ish classes do upon settling in to the new semester, which is how she finds herself lingering by the auditorium entrance by the projected noise of drums being played. bellamy recognizes the person behind the kit as kelsey, a member of the other known band on campus. she waits until the song is near completion before she walks down the aisle and claps. ❝ you’re absolutely shredding that, ❞ bellamy compliments with a playful grin. ❝ didn’t know you could make maroon 5 sound cool like that. ❞
@radcliffextra * open starter for ALL .‧₊˚ ☽ ⋅
band practice. except everyone's running a little...actually, running really late. in an effort to pass the time, and warm up a little, kelsey started with a little beat. soon enough, the music was blasting through her earbuds and you could hear the drums beyond the auditorium. cue, payphone by maroon 5.
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ask micah last year if he thought the inner politics of a book club would get as intense as they were and he would’ve found the idea ridiculous. there’s no way people would take a hobby as simple as reading so seriously. alas … maybe he was viewed it through rose colored glasses. ❝ you’d be surprised the superiority complexes people have over which books they read and what others don’t, ❞ he pauses in momentary silence, head cocked to the side in consideration before adding, ❝ think of those pretentious music snobs who pride themselves on indie rock or whatever it is they listen to that isn’t mainstream. it’s kind of like that, ❞ micah explains to daphne with a sigh. even so, what she says next manages to pique his interest and he turns to look at her with raised eyebrows. ❝ i could always make a suggestion depending on what you have in mind. no exit by jean-paul sartre popped up initially, but i know that’s a bit alienating. ❞ he waves his hand, dismissing the idea. ❝ part of me wishes giovanni’s room was able to get a screenplay adaptation, but for some reason — ❞ his train of thought is derailed when his brain finishes processing daphne’s next comment. ❝ a tree ?? don’t you just assign the trees to people who don’t have much else to offer ?? given, i can’t act so maybe i’ll actually be a knockout with it. ❞
daphne was well aware of the suffering she is about to encounter having been hammered the night before. sure , too early to be sauntering around the school with a massive headache and a grouchy behavior , but she wouldn't miss a second of classes if it meant a leg up in this season's theater production. ❝ hm , wouldn't have guessed for the book club to be quite dictatorial. don't you guys share your thoughts about books? why wouldn't he permit mere suggestions? ❞ she asks genuinely , interest piqued at the club's small politics. ❝ it'd be cool to hear more of people's thoughts on books that were adapted into plays. and no , none of the hamlets or gigis , but rather something more niche that could potentially bring the likes of you to the theater club. ❞ she looks at him for a second before adding , ❝ you , you're tall. you'd look good as a tree. ❞
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if bellamy didn’t spend as much time as she did this morning on her makeup, then she would most definitely ball up the zip-up hoodie she has on and use it as a pillow to lay face down on the blanket. a nap would go hard at the moment and even with the idea calling her name, she has her programming seminar within the hour. at least in the meantime bellamy could soak in the good energy of dakota like a sunflower turning to face the sun. ❝ you should wear it more. that color looks killer on you, ❞ bellamy observes, looking over with a grin before crossing her legs and leaning her arms against her knees. ❝ i spilled my coffee all over my programming textbook earlier so half the pages are waterlogged and smell like french vanilla. so there goes two hundred dollars down the drain. plus i tripped heading over to campus just now and ate pavement in front of a bunch of traffic. ❞ bellamy lets out a sigh, laced with enough melodrama to convey her woes. ❝ today is a real doozy. ❞
it was one of dakota’s days off from class so she decided to hang out in the courtyard with some music and her camera. she had already snapped a few pictures of the greenery, some birds and the strawberries she had brought to munch on. she was just about to take another when she heard a familiar voice. she watched the female plop down beside her and smiled. “from the look on your face i’m gonna have to say yes — thanks, found it in my closet this morning. you doin’ alright?”
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as micah listens, what chester is saying begins to make a lot more sense and rids the blurring off the lines between comics vs graphic novels. especially as the standard superhero comics come to mind with the flimsiness of them all, more magazine than the heavy duty weight of the walking dead series that he remembers. ❝ do you have any that you’d recommend ?? graphic novels, i mean, ❞ micah asks in genuine interest. most of what he reads buoys between historical non-fiction, fantasy, and science fiction. ❝ i remember really enjoying the walking dead when it came out and i don’t think i delved too far into graphic novels since. ❞ despite the write off, micah can’t help but wave his hand as the disparaging comment. ❝ bullshit, man. graphics novels count just as much as you count audiobooks or e-books or manga. there’s a story you’re following and with the amount of people who don’t ever pick up a book, i say you’re solid. ❞ chester’s last comment pulls a grin at micah’s features, smiling over at the other in appreciation. ❝ you’re right. change has to start somewhere, yeah ?? maybe you should go to the student center and start up a comic club or something. i’m sure there’s other students here who’d be down. ❞
"I think it's pretty much accepted to use graphic novels and comic books in the same way, these days," rambled Chess, "but to me comic books are the ones that are more magazine like and they are released on a frequent basis, and graphic novels are the ones that are bound in, like, a tome." Although he had a preference for the latter, he had gotten his love for comics from the former, so he didn't see either as inherently superior, but rather a matter of taste. In his dorm, he had several composition books tucked away that were filled with comics that he hand-drew to record his life growing up. "Thanks for the vote of confidence though, but I don't try to kid myself. I know looking at cartoons and reading books isn't the same.' You should definitely do that," he added, circling back to Micah's initial problem. "Chances are, if you were fed up with the way the club was run, so were other people. Probably a welcome change."
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vienna’s response emits a laugh out of bellamy. ❝ the only thing i could think of is like … a sleep shirt and that’s me being generous. ❞ she shakes her head, but chocolate hues flicker over to the brunette with interest. ❝ i’m not too sure, but i think a petition would be a great start. you know, i could even write my next opinion piece for the gazette about it to fan the flames and get more people on board with it. ❞
"i wouldn't be caught dead in any of it," vienna responded with a laugh, "god, that would be amazing," she sighed, "do you think we should form some sort of petition?" is that how things even worked?
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bellamy didn’t even think to check the price tag of the jacket in question, bit jenny has always been big brained so that kind of investigative journalism wouldn’t go past her. truthfully, bellamy feels rather silly for not even considering it in the first place. even so, the sheer amount has a visible cringe shutter through bellamy. ❝ first of all — guillotine offense. seventy-five dollars ?? you’re joking. ❞ eyebrows knitted, her hand automatically goes to the grab the dangling price tag and it’s like her life flashes before her eyes. the prices at the store were getting ridiculous and especially so with the design choices they were making. it takes a moment for bellamy’s brain to process what is said next before chocolate hues blink over to jenny. ❝ no i completely agree with you there. ❞ her nose scrunches at the mere thought of a uniform. ❝ i get high schools maybe, but if a college told me what to wear everyday when i’m the one paying them to be here. oh, i would hardcore lose my mind. sue then definitely transfer, ❞ bellamy shakes her head with a laugh at jenny’s question. ❝ thankfully i’m not here to waste seventy-five bucks or buy questionable plaid pajamas. i need to buy some notebooks since i forgot to get them the other day. that and a mini stapler because i think my roommate last semester stole my old one. ❞
“ i desperately need to know who is willingly spending … ” voice trailed off as she yanked the tag of the polyester nightmare, nearly took the garment clean off the hanger with the haste in which she’d done so. “ seventy-five american dollars, ” inflection in her voice matched the look of utter shock on her face, “ on this disaster. my god. ” as if on cue, a fellow student sauntered past the duo donning the piece in question. “ well, ” and with that, she let go. “ could you imagine if we had to wear a uniform ? i’d literally transfer. like yeah, i get that it’s easier to wake up three seconds before a class, throw it on and go, but that’d be my own personal hell. no wonder people in private school are all carbon copies with sticks wedged up their asses, the joy of curating an outfit is nowhere to be found. ” matching bellamy’s theatrics, jenny exhaled a sigh like that of a runner who’d just completed a 5k. “ sorry, what exactly are we here for ? please don’t tell me it’s for those god awful plaid pajamas over there. ”
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candice’s question briefly has micah wonder if maybe he was being too harsh in his tone when it came to stephen king. then he remembers how he felt when reading the shining. any hesitancy is now gone. ❝ he’s fine in doses i would say. but once you start diving into most of his works then you start to see patterns and issues with his writing, ❞ micah answers neutrally despite it coming to mind and the grimace he fights off. ❝ do you know any good romance books ?? ❞ he asks in genuine interest. ❝ that’s not really a genre i read that much of. it’s usually more of a secondary plot going on within the story. ❞
❝you're over the king of horror?❞ candice lightly teased as she didn't read many horror novels, figuring that her future profession would give her everything that she needed. she wasn't a part of the club, and this was only more reason why she didn't join. She was definitely more into romance and sci-fi instead. ❝you should have them read more romance books, bring some love into the world.❞
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rowan’s immediate innuendo is enough to have bellamy roll her eyes. is it surprising ?? not really, no. but should she have expected it ?? yes. oh, god, yes, considering its frequency. bellamy supposes we all have our faults and rowan’s just happens to be corny sexual innuendos. even so, she can’t help the amusement that swells up in her chest whenever she chats with him. ❝ i’m assuming at this point you just mean your hand and a bottle of lotion since your jokes are enough to keep any sane person away. in which case, i’ll be sure to play my music very loudly tonight, ❞ bellamy snarks playfully in response as rowan maneuvers himself on his bed. a chuckle is quick to bubble out past her lips at his next comment. ❝ is desperation usually the bottom line to most of your link ups ?? ❞ her tone is filled with mirth, lips quirked upward as well, showcasing that there’s no ill sentiment behind her teasing other than just what she would imagine a fondness that siblings feel toward one another. bellamy may be an only child, but she imagines her friendship with rowan is close to any sibling relationship. she knows rowan’s only messing with her, though she can’t help it when she whips her head around to check back on the stove. no smoke and definitely no fire. she turns back to him in front of her and bellamy pushes herself off the doorframe before heading back into the kitchen to flip the grilled cheese. ❝ ha ha ha. have you tried comedy ?? maybe next tour you can be our opener, ❞ bellamy teases. ❝ you make fun until it’s taco night or i make my fettucini alfredo and then you’re seated at the table watching me until i put it on the table. ❞
❝ you know i'm extremely busy , especially very late at night if you know what i mean. ❞ rowan answers with a teasing smirk the second he hears the end of bellamy's statement , adding innuendos to the conversation as he usually does when speaking with anyone he considers close to him. he sits up from his bed , not at all minding the mess he's already made in his room being observed by somebody else other than himself. ❝ but since you admit that you are in dire need of my company , i could make time for you. i mean , i don't really blame you , i'm quite a catch. ❞ one would think at this point having spent the entire summer together , rowan would have decided to tone his egocentric comments down , but it seemed to have only amplified. ❝ oh , is that why i can smell something burning? ❞ rowan teases as he walks up to peek at the kitchen. nothing burning in sight , just his impulse to continue with the jest. ❝ i swear , i'm not one to ignore if our dorm's on fire , but i figured since you're here , it'd just be your cooking. ❞
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muses: bellamy & dakota @rcmanhcliday
where: one of the courtyards
❝ please tell me you’re having a better day than i am, ❞ bellamy begins with a huff, landing in a melodramatic heap next to dakota on the blanket she has laid out in the quad. the sun is shining and warming her cheeks with its rays, yet there seems to be a perpetual metaphorical raincloud over bellamy’s head. chocolate hues squint away from the sun, holding up a hand to block the light so she can get a good look at dakota. ❝ you look super cute in that top, by the way. i hope you’ve been getting compliments on it. ❞
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the start of what’s being said piques micah’s interest, gaze pulling away from his phone, shoving the device into his back pocket, and focusing on the source of the voice. the pun has micah’s lips twitch upward and he lets out a chuckle. ❝ reading isn’t everyone’s favorite pastime so i get it. though, whoever told you graphic novels don’t count as reading is a liar. truthfully, i’ve only ever read the walking dead graphic novels. ❞ he pauses in a moment’s consideration. ❝ or is that considered a comic ?? anyway — ❞ micah shakes his head at his own jumbled thoughts. ❝ i like how you think, man. i’ll definitely have to set up a google forms or something where the rest of the club can anonymously submit book suggestions and it’s chosen like that. more of a book-ocracy than a dictatorship. ❞
"Gotta be honest," Chester replied while rubbing the back of his neck, "Never was big on reading, especially if I didn't have to for school or whatever. Unless it's a graphic novel, but I'm not sure those would count in your book." He paused, considering his own pun, ultimately shaking his head, knowing he could have probably done better with a little more effort on that one. "Anyway, fuck that Stephen guy, if you are tired of him," continued Chester. "Sounds like you're itching to see other books, explore other stories, I say go for it brother."
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