`♔ fairytaled | official roleplay thread `♔

[Acorn06]

OLIVE MCCANN

---

“A chipmunk…”
“A chipmunk?” Olive repeated, considering. “Yes I suppose that’ll do,” She added, grinning brightly at Ewan. Her pacing around the boy increased, and she allowed herself to draw ever so slightly closer to him with each loop,
“umm, do you like animals?”
“Oh, I really like animals, Ewan,” Olive didn’t smile this time, staring Ewan right in his eyes. “In fact, I like them so much… well I guess I’ll just have to show you,” She added, winking.
Olive was now within a metre from Ewan, circling slower now, for added effect of course.
“You see, Ewan,” Olive explained with faux consideration. “I made a promise a while ago, a very big promise. But the thing is… I find it very hard to keep this promise.” She smiled at the boy, now about 60cm from him. “I’ve been hungry for so long, and I just find it so hard not to fall back into old habits, you know?”
Olive paused in her speech for a moment for extra effect, before continuing, relishing in the emotions of the room. “Can you keep a secret for me, Ewan? I promise it won’t hurt.”
Oh to make a promise with the intention of keeping it. I can’t relate.
Only a foot separated Olive and Ewan now.
Smiling gently, Olive paused right in front of him, tracing his jawline with an idle finger.
“Chipmunks, huh?” Olive practically whispered, her eyes alight with glee. “Too bad. I really like horses.”
Stepping back, Olive allowed her bones to crack and shift, shrinking and elongating as they did so. Soon, she stood, three metres tall and immensely powerful, in front of Ewan, in one of her brother’s favourite forms for scaring.
Olive bent her head down, until it was only a foot above Ewan’s.
“Dinner time,” She whispered, her voice coming out cracked and hissy in this new form.

@eunoia - Ewan

what she looks like now

[eunoia]

●´I●´I●´I●´I●´I●´I●´I●´I●´I●´I●´I●´I●´I●´I●´I●´I●´I●´I●´I●´I●´I●´I●´I●´I●

Empty Classroom, Olive &… help?

TW Puke, Vomit

---

“Too bad. I really like horses.” That put Ewan off his game a little bit. Quite soon after, Ewan automatically remember that popping cracking sound, but didn’t realize how… gross it actually looked like to be the one watching one transform. His stomach twist a little, and he locked his eyes close, as tight as he could. He could feel the the large… thing looping over him. He opened his eyes, forcing himself to look up. “Dinner time,” She whispered, her voice sounding cracked and hissy in this new form. Ewan hobbled back, as much as he could. bumping into, well he didn’t care to even take his eyes off Olive, if that was still her. Ewan dropped a crutch, depending on his legs more than he would have liked to. “I-” Ewan couldn’t get any words out. You need to calm down. You need to calm down. You need to calm down. He repeated in his mind, not that it was actually helping. Ewan focused on his father, thinking of his stance, he’d he act in this situation. “Could,” Ewans voice was oh so shaky it was almost inaudible “Could you turn back, so you don’t trigger me.” Ewan managed to say, before he collapsed. His breathing became more ragged, then before he realized it, he heard two heart beats coming from his chest. His eyes got big and he had to fight the feeling, then leaning over, he puked, and nearly fainted.

orp ● @Acorn06 …normally I proofread before posting but… oh well

●´I●´I●´I●´I●´I●´I●´I●´I●´I●´I●´I●´I●´I●´I●´I●´I●´I●´I●´I●´I●´I●´I●´I●´I●

[Acorn06]

OLIVE MCCANN

---

He didn’t even bother to scream. Olive practically pouted at that, air puffing through her nose as she did so. Too bad. Already, Ewan’s scent was a good ten times stronger with Olive’s larger nose, something she had forgotten to take into account. She hadn’t really planned to break her promise, but now it seemed it might be impossible not too.
As Ewan’s mouth-watering scent washed over her, Olive bared her teeth, feeling them sharpen reflexively into sharp points, anticipating their next meal
“Could you turn back, so you don’t trigger me.”
“Aw…” Olive rasped through her new vocal system. “You think I care?” She felt a flash of disgust flow through her as the boy threw up, but avoided it, nudging his body with a hoof.
“I think…” Olive struggled with herself. She didn’t want to lose Colm. But she was so hungry. Ewan smelled so good. Maybe… maybe Colm would just have to forgive her. Otherwise, she was done for, because this Ewan smelled too good to be resistable. “I think if you don’t run now I will eat you. Sorry.” Olive gave the boy a half hearted sheepish look, before preparing herself to ‘tuck in’ to her latest, and most exquisite, meal.

@eunoia - Ewan
@ethereal - ewan might need help right ab now XD idk lol

[eunoia]

●´I●´I●´I●´I●´I●´I●´I●´I●´I●´I●´I●´I●´I●´I●´I●´I●´I●´I●´I●´I●´I●´I●´I●´I●

Empty Classroom, Olive

---

Ewan watched Olive’s many… eyes were they? He was about ready to fall asleep but, knew he had to try his last resort, So much for classes today. he thought. Then, Ewan with more of a popping sound than cracking, started to twitch and stretch. Finally, his legs gave a burning sensation. He let a yell escape through his clenched jaw, as finally he was standing on his new limbs. His two hearts beating rapidly, and although he felt much more comfortable, he still didn’t have all his strength from when he had to use his legs, human legs, during the day. He watched Olive, although he gained about 1,844 pounds, and he was almost 200cm now. His eyes still drooped, and the classroom was too small for Olive and him to make any big, dramatic moves. He was now to tall for the door, and wasn’t really planning on making a ‘run for it’ through the school, He stood his ground as best he could.

orp ● @Acorn06 & @ethereal ? (sorry this took forever )

●´I●´I●´I●´I●´I●´I●´I●´I●´I●´I●´I●´I●´I●´I●´I●´I●´I●´I●´I●´I●´I●´I●´I●´I●

[ethereal]

⋆﹥━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━﹤⋆ * ⋆﹥━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━﹤⋆ * ⋆﹥━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━﹤⋆ * ⋆﹥━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━﹤⋆

﹤⋆ empty classroom, olive + ewan ⋆﹥

⋆﹥━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━﹤⋆ * ⋆﹥━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━﹤⋆ * ⋆﹥━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━﹤⋆ * ⋆﹥━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━﹤⋆

Yeah, he was running a bit late to class. After taking a reluctant Rylan to his first class, Shelldon had a hard time finding the Advanced Mathematics classroom he was supposed to be in. Plus, being the lanky, short guy he was, he was knocked over several times by the students who towered over him. This better be it… Shelldon hated being late. With a frustrated look on his face, he twisted the doorknob, pulling the door open as slowly as he could. As it creaked open, he realized this was probably not the room he was looking for. The lights were dim, and the atmosphere suddenly felt colder and drearier. As well as eerie and silent-except for the sound of popping and stretching-a sound foreign to Shelldon’s ears. And…that stench… As his chocolatey eyes adjusted to the dim lighting, they almost fell out of their sockets. Just yards from him, stood two creatures that could not be human. A centaur and a kelpie-a hideous ebony-black horse with gleaming white eyes. As well as the puddle of vomit, which was definitely the cause of that smell. He was not sure what was going on-and he didn’t ask. All he said-in a bored tone-was, “So… I don’t think this is the Advanced Mathematics classroom, right?”

[color=#CADEC3]orp * @acorn06 + @eunoia don’t worry ^-^[1]

⋆﹥━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━﹤⋆ * ⋆﹥━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━﹤⋆ * ⋆﹥━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━﹤⋆ * ⋆﹥━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━﹤⋆

---

1. /color ↩︎

[Edelgard]

┍━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━★━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━┑

~~~ ~~~ Dormitory | Jakob

━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━★━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━

César was pulling out a satin toiletry bag from his suitcase when Jakob’s voice echoed from the other end of the flat, and he turned his chin slightly to see the latter’s head pop out of Ji-Woo’s room. His cheek bones rose a little as he pursed his lips: surely his face did all the talking as he moved to stand further into his own room instead.

“Hopefully he reads more than he listens to that horrible sound,” César scoffed loudly, taking out a glass vial from the kit before setting the small bag down on his desk. He hadn’t unpacked yet, and aside from the few simple shirts that had been hung in his wardrobe and the violin carefully set down on his bed, the room was fairly bare. Had they been to Jakob’s room, the scenery would probably be very different. César frowned as he imagined a cascade of clownish props and bizarre objects scattered across the hardwood floor. Somehow, a lot of leather jackets found their way into this vision.

His face remained unchanged as he watched Jakob dawdle over to the chair, although he did raise his chin at the visible ease -and devilish grin- with which the latter brushed off his jacket. Cocky, César thought, exhaling a soft snort. “Right. Just make this easy for me, hm? I don’t have all day, and my uniform’s still dirty.”

He swooped over to the other student, opening the vial and brushing the fabric of Jakob’s shirt aside in one smooth movement. “I didn’t think freckles extended across the entire body,” he stated, blunt as ever, as he poured some of the clear liquid down onto Poil de Carotte’s shoulder. When the few drops sank into the skin, César took a step back, casually leaning against the kitchen counter.

“Well?” he inquired, staring into Jakob’s eyes, expectant. “You should be able to move it without a problem now.”

@ethereal - Jakoblet ~

@Ouijaloveletters - Ji-Woo (mentioned)

┕━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━★━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━┙

[Ouijaloveletters]

Hilda smiled back at Mei, heart fluttering. They had to wonder if Mei was straight, and knowing their luck, she probably was. Hilda honestly wanted to hug the girl when she said that no one was truly alone. She understood how they felt. Hilda’s mother was always there, but she was distant. Hilda lit up when Iceland was mentioned. “Oh, it’s absolutely beautiful! Maybe I can take you there some day?”
@Skyler2 - Mei

[Ouijaloveletters]

The kid asked why Aodghan was scared, and Dieter sighed. He concentrated and placed his hand down on the grass, which began to die. “My father is Death.” He stated calmly, betraying no emotion. They were going to run right about now, and honestly? Dieter didn’t care. It was obvious this person didn’t like him, and he wasn’t bothered one bit.
@Acorn06 - Onyx

[Littlefeets]

Iclyn didn’t really understand why Aithne seemed so distraught at her mention of her dad being a snowman. Iclyn shook her head slightly with a confused look as Aithne not only stood up and stepped away, but asked if she knew what a wisp was. Iclyn honestly didn’t, but that wouldn’t change a thing in her mind. Though, when she stepped back, there was that part of Iclyn that was saddened by her new roommate not wanting to be around her, but then she saw a flame in her hand. “Woah.” Iclyn peeped looking at the flame. She knew she wasn’t supposed to be anywhere near a flame, but she couldn’t help but find herself fascinated by it. Her eyes moved meet Aithne’s as she asked her to not be afraid. In a way, the request was complete nonsense to her. She knew they’d both need to be careful, and Iclyn knew, better than anyone, that Eira would freak. With a look of pure, innocent curiosity, Iclyn smiled. “Why would I be afraid? My sister… she won’t like me being around you though…” she added with a slight frown.

@Ouijaloveletters - Aithne

[bpalmer]

Rory knew that this decision to run with Kellan for royalty may put a target on his back for some students but in his mind the opportunity to make friends it provided outweighed that. Rory giggled smiling as Kellan squealed a little. it was pretty cute that he had gotten that excited over them running for royalty together like that. Rory knew that this decision he made would not only warrant more time with Kellan but might also help him warm up to this whole new situation of school. “So random question Kellan like how does royalty work are like only so many people voted and their dates get the other royalty positions or is it like they are all voted in and your date is just like out of luck?” Rory asked more thinking out loud them wondering for any real reason. Kellan was bouncing with excitement again and honestly Rory thought it was the cutest thing ever. Rory nodded and smiled he intended to help Kellan out even before Kellan suggested it so it made him pretty happy to hear the idea spoken aloud. Rory beamed though the second Kellan mentioned his lack of skills in a kitchen as well. “My mom and sister do all the baking. Im so bad at it im not even allowed in the kitchen when they are baking.” Rory laughed but he wasn’t joking after almost burning the house down last time he had been banished form the kitchen during the baking for treats. “I will admit I know its not easy I almost burned my house down when my mom asked me to help.” Rory bit his lip but had a half smile. “Maybe I should ask my sister to help.”
@ethereal

---

Brooks sat their bag back down and took a deep breath. “Thank you.” They mumbled and looked up at Colm. They were still a little on edge but it was lessening and they took a step back toward Colm with a small half smile. Brooks debated a hug but though that might be a bad move considering they had invaded Colm’s personal space once already today and didn’t think given the situation they should again. Brooks let their entire guard back down the second that Colm spoke again every part of it was like a wave of forgiveness washing over Brooks and they knew he meant every word. They knew that he meant it that they didn’t need to leave, they knew that he meant it that that mistaken kiss was water under the bridge. “I don’t want to go then I want to stay here im just not used to people not being mad or yelling or anything when I mess up or do something like that even.” Brooks admitted as they went back to looking at their feet eye contact was hard now. Where it had felt kind of effortless before it was now hard either that be from fear, embarrassment or something else though Brooks couldn’t sort it out in their head. Brooks did feel safe with him. Did feel cared with him maybe that was why and like Colm had said maybe it would be more but after this Brooks was still scared, scared they would mess things up if things did become more ever. “We can still be friends right?” Brooks mumbled as they pushed the hair back out of their eyes and looked up a little but still couldn’t make eye contact with Colm. Brooks nodded when Colm said it was their emotions getting the best of them. “I just…” Brooks trailed of eating their won words mid sentence. Brooks leaned against the wall still trying to make sure that this was safe that Colm was as safe as they felt he was. That Colm really wasnt mad that this wasn’t all some game to get Brooks when they least expected it.
@Acorn06

[ethereal]

-* . ⋅ ˚̣- : ✧ : – ⭒ ⊹ ⭒ – : ✧ : -˚̣⋅ . * . ⋅ ˚̣- : ✧ : – ⭒ ⊹ ⭒ – : ✧ : -˚̣⋅ . * . ⋅ ˚̣- : ✧ : – ⭒ ⊹ ⭒ – : ✧ : -˚̣⋅ . * . ⋅ ˚̣- : ✧

✧ césar’s dorm, césar ✧

-* . ⋅ ˚̣- : ✧ : – ⭒ ⊹ ⭒ – : ✧ : -˚̣⋅ . * . ⋅ ˚̣- : ✧ : – ⭒ ⊹ ⭒ – : ✧ : -˚̣⋅ . * . ⋅ ˚̣- : ✧ : – ⭒ ⊹ ⭒ – : ✧ : -˚̣⋅ . * . ⋅ ˚̣- : ✧

When Jakob poked his freckled head out the door, he could see César doing the same, though they were wuite far apart. “Hopefully he reads more than he listens to that horrible sound,” César said, pursing his lips and scoffing. Though it was somewhat of an indirect answer, though as César said ‘he’. Jakob could’ve guessed the posters weren’t César’s without an answer, however, they did not fit his vision of César’s bedroom in the slightest. It would’ve been good blackmail though. He laughed, though it was not a rude laugh, more of a pitiful one. He didn’t like reading, yet still agreed. “Are you sure he’s a he?” He asked, stepping into the room a bit more to see if he could find anything else good. When nothing snagged his interest, he swung back out, using the frame of the door to propel himself towards the kitchen.

César was in the kitchen before Jakob, along with a glass vial-not filled with pixie dust, though. “Right. Just make this easy for me, hm? I don’t have all day, and my uniform’s still dirty.” César told him with a snort. “Yes, mommy.” Jakob said, laughing at his own joke and wriggling around in his seat to give César better access to his “injured” shoulder. Again, he didn’t know what being scolded by one’s mother was like. Though, being told to do chores and letting someone clean him up after a fall felt…motherly, he supposed. NOT that he saw César as a guardian, that was weird. His nose crinkled slightly at this strange tangent of thoughts. The distance between them decreased again as César opened the glass vial, brushing Jakob’s floppy sleeve aside, revealing his very freckled shoulder. The exposure felt cold, though not uncomfortable.

“I didn’t think freckles extended across the entire body.” He said this bluntly, and Jakob couldn’t tell if he was genuine, or if he now thought of Jakob as even dirtier and more muck-covered. "Look at you, thinking about my entire body." Jakob teased flirtatiously, just to make César uncomfortable. Besides, César had made him unsettled first. He then shrugged-possibly messing César up. “Yeah, I got lots going on. I even have a birthmark shaped like Asia on my thigh.” Jakob gloated-as if this was indeed something to gloat about. He felt a few drops of cold liquid pour from the vial and onto his skin-but they didn’t seem to roll down his arm-instead soaking in. Maybe it was magic after all. César leaned against the counter, and Jakob tried to look at his shoulder-being a human who couldn’t turn his head 360 degrees, it was difficult. “Well? You should be able to move it without a problem now.”

Alas, the prank had come to an end-a disappointing one, as César only seemed a bit worried, and mostly nonchalant. However… maybe one last resort… He let his eyes twitch and begin to narrow as he looked at the wound. “It’s…it’s kind of burning.”

orp ✧ @edelgard i do not agree with anything Jakob said in the first paragraph i’m a huge kpop stan if you didn’t know lel! and ik you didn’t ask but if i had to pick, i see César as a Suga/Yoongi bias, with either a Jin or Jimin bias wrecker >:3 And for Jakob, I see J-Hope/Hobi or Jimin OMG WHAT AM I DOING NO ONE ASKED OR WILL UNDERSTAND THIS- my mind is so dead rn anyways- <3 + @ouijaloveletters hi ji-woo

-* . ⋅ ˚̣- : ✧ : – ⭒ ⊹ ⭒ – : ✧ : -˚̣⋅ . * . ⋅ ˚̣- : ✧ : – ⭒ ⊹ ⭒ – : ✧ : -˚̣⋅ . * . ⋅ ˚̣- : ✧ : – ⭒ ⊹ ⭒ – : ✧ : -˚̣⋅ . * . ⋅ ˚̣- : ✧

[Acorn06]

OLIVE MCCANN

---

Olive’s eyes gleamed as Ewan shifted. This was just getting better and better. All the nice bits of human were still there (the torso and brain, obviously), as well as a whole bunch of horse, too. Olive’s mouth practically watered at the thought of it. Ewan still stood at least a metre short of her, no match for Olive’s height, or her teeth.
“So… I don’t think this is the Advanced Mathematics classroom, right?”
Startled slightly by the new noise, one of Olive’s many eyes fastened on the newcomer, a small boy, staring at Olive and Ewan with an unreadable, and most likely bored, expression.
“No, it’s not,” Olive crackled, her mouth stretching into a grin. “And you, little boy, shall be dessert.” She added, with a small, but decisive nod.
Alright, scaring time was over. Olive was far too big in this form to be very maneuverable, so she changed, again. Smaller, lankier, a fluid monstrosity who’s main priority was killing and eating. A snake-like form, long, twisted, strong and impossibly fast. Perfect for the hunt.
In her new form, Olive swiftly pulled the newcomer through the door, blocking the exit effectively and wrapping herself many times around Ewan and the newcomer. Smiling, she opened her mouth, fully prepared to swallow Ewan in one, large, gulp.

@eunoia - Ewan
@ethereal - Sheldon

what she looks like now

this but v big

---

---

ONYX

---

Onyx watched carefully as the boy moved his hand. As the grass died, their eyes widened, glancing up to his face, searching for any hint of aggression. There was none. He didn’t want to kill them, hopefully. Onyx hated that word. Hopefully never did anyone a lot of good.
However, Onyx had caught to look of concentration on the boy’s face, as well as the fact that he needed to touch the grass. Ok. Think rationally. This is a scare tactic.
"My father is Death.” The boy stated, as if it was the most normal thing in the world. Ok, Onyx could play that game. Shuffling just a little further away from the boy, just to be on the safe side, Onyx shrugged.
“Mine’s a swan.” They replied, watching the boy’s every move. Onyx wanted to leave so bad right now; but to leave was to betray weakness. Onyx may be paranoid, they may be searching for signs of aggression at every point, but that didn’t mean they ran away from it. I fight fire with fire, and someone’s gonna get burned.
“I’m assuming you have to touch someone to do that.” Onyx nooded to the grass, never taking their eyes off of the boy. Pretend not to care. Fight fire with fire.

@Ouijaloveletters - Dieter

---

---

COLM MCCANN

---

“I don’t want to go then I want to stay here im just not used to people not being mad or yelling or anything when I mess up or do something like that even.”
“Well, you don’t have to worry about that when you’re with me,” Colm replied gently. Their heart listed slightly as they recognised that Brooks was calming a little, starting to think a bit more rationally. All that was good, but even still - Colm could see that Brooks looked small, fragile now. They were calmer but their cards were simmering, on the verge of boiling over once again.
“We can still be friends right?”
“Of course,” Colm replied, grinning. “That’s what I’ve been saying,” He added gently. Brooks still wasn’t making eye contact, but maybe it wasn’t needed. They looked so small… alone.
As Brooks’ sentence trailed off, Colm knew that was his signal to act.
Standing, they closed the distance between themselves and Brooks in two short strides, wrapping the kid in their arms, hugging them close. No words were needed, not now.

@bpalmer - Brooks

[eunoia]

●´I●´I●´I●´I●´I●´I●´I●´I●´I●´I●´I●´I●´I●´I●´I●´I●´I●´I●´I●´I●´I●´I●´I●´I●

Empty Classroom, Olive + Sheldon

---

Ewan, despite his weariness held his ground. Then, surprising him “So… I don’t think this is the Advanced Mathematics classroom, right?” Ewan furrowed his brow the slightest bit. Maybe Olive will back off if there’s a witness. “And you, little boy, shall be dessert.” …Or not. Ewan didn’t have enough time to even think before she became a snake like thing… and it wasn’t a cute little garder snake he could grab behind it’s head. Ewan was nearly smashed against the other kid, Think, think, think. Ewan was recalling everything he new about snakes… which wasn’t mush if he was being frank. “Not good in cold weather, don’t like being harassed…” Ewan mumbled, a lot more came out, but it was near in audible. Looking up, he realized snakes could snakes unhinge their jaws to swallow their large prey. He was about ready to move to his last plan… Scream as loud as he could. His voice was much lower as a centaur and could carry, but oh did he wish he could be a human and wiggle out of this with a higher pitched voice.

orp ● @Acorn06 + @ethereal idk even know what I’m doing at this point

●´I●´I●´I●´I●´I●´I●´I●´I●´I●´I●´I●´I●´I●´I●´I●´I●´I●´I●´I●´I●´I●´I●´I●´I●

[bpalmer]

Brooks smiled and nodded when Colm told them that he wasn’t the type where Brooks had to worry about him yelling or getting mad. That was a huge relief to Brooks. When Brooks finally understood that Colm meant that he wouldn’t hurt Brooks physically, verbally, or otherwise it was like a weight had been lifted off of them and their body relaxed. Colm’s next words nearly put Brooks all the way to ease. The would still be friends. Even this mistake wouldn’t get in the way of them bing friends. “Im glad that you are still willing to be friends with me.” Brooks mumbled as they hugged him back tight. “Hey would you mind walking to my room with me Im sure I look like a mess and I should clean up some if I intend on going to my next class.” Brooks admitted still enjoying the much needed hug of reassurance and care.
@Acorn06

[ethereal]

༻✦༺༻✧༺༻✦༺༻✧༺༻✦༺༻✧༺༻✦༺༻✧༺༻✦༺༻✧༺༻✦༺༻✧༺༻✦༺༻✧༺༻✦༺༻✧༺

✦ literature classroom, rory ✦

༻✦༺༻✧༺༻✦༺༻✧༺༻✦༺༻✧༺༻✦༺༻✧༺༻✦༺༻✧༺༻✦༺༻✧༺༻✦༺༻✧༺༻✦༺༻✧༺

“So, random question, Kellan,” Rory started, which made Kellan tilt his head to the side, wondering what it was “Like, how does royalty work? Are like only so many people voted and their dates get the other royalty positions or is it like, they are all voted in and your date is just, like, out of luck?” This was not too random-in Kellan’s opinion-as they were talking about the formal before, after all. He laughed at the ‘out of luck’-“Hopefully the first…but last year they kinda just paired up these two random students. Actually…even though she was a lesbian, the king was still a guy…” He mused aloud. “I don’t know what they’re doing this year, though…” His eyes lit up, like he had an idea-“Oh, let me just ask Miss Sapphire.” His hand shot up in the air, and he called out, “Ms. Lim!” After interrupting the teacher and getting her attention, he relayed Rory’s question. “No, this year, if you win, your date automatically wins as well.” Was her answer. She didn’t sound mad, as she had asked for questions. “Well, there ya go!” Kellan said, after thanking her and turning back to Rory with a bright expression. He couldn’t help thinking, that if he and Rory were dates, they might even win together… Rory nodded, smiling. “My mom and sister do all the baking. I’m so bad at it, I’m not even allowed in the kitchen when they are baking.” He then admitted he had nearly burned the house down while attempting to bake treats. Rory laughed. Kellan laughed as well-“Are you serious?” He asked. “I take it back-my moms make me cook all the time.” When Rory suggested he invite Lilliana to help them, Kellan seemed to perk up with interest. Though this meant he would have to share his crush, it also meant he would get to spend time with his crush’s family, and get Lilliana on his good side. “Do you think she’d do that for us?!” He asked, beaming. He didn’t know Lilliana well, if she’d do that or not. Kellan couldn’t stop looking at him-he was too adorable.

orp ✦ @bpalmer, sorry it was hard to explain the whole royalty thing, as I realized kellan would not know the right answer also this is a crap post, i am sorry. i’m very tired today shdkfdkdfk

༻✦༺༻✧༺༻✦༺༻✧༺༻✦༺༻✧༺༻✦༺༻✧༺༻✦༺༻✧༺༻✦༺༻✧༺༻✦༺༻✧༺༻✦༺༻✧༺

[Edelgard]

┍━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━★━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━┑

~~~ ~~~ Dormitory | Jakob

━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━★━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━

“Of course he’s a he,” César snapped back, completely oblivious to the fact that Jakob’s statement may very well have been sarcasm. “Didn’t you read the school manual?” The moment the words left his mouth, César realised they were silly. He glanced at Jakob’s puckish face, and continued applying the ointment with a very dignified look -though not without increasing pressure at each of the other student’s jokes.

The very last one, however, caused him to momentarily halt his movements. And though he would never admit it, he had been caught off-guard. Deciding not the fight the momentum of the shrug, César let his hand slide off Jakob’s shoulder, eyes boring into the latter’s green ones as he gracefully wiped the residue with a handkerchief. Jakob’s expression seemed to mirror his earlier statement: ‘I’ll have you know plenty of girls and boys think I’m worthy of their attention.’ César gave him a haughty look.

“You weren’t joking about your flirting capacities,” he said, punctuating his words with a tinkling laugh. He brushed his fingers against Jakob’s chin with dexterity, tilting his face up a little. “I’m sure a birthmark can look like anything under all these spots.”

Features loosening in a triumphant look, César turned to go, slipping the white vest off his shoulders in one flowing movement. He let his hair ripple in the sunlight as he looked back over his shoulder, fully certain that he would find the incontestable proof that Jakob had been acting the whole time -and his eyes widened slightly.

Jakob wasn’t looking at him at all. Rather, he was looking at the seemingly inflamed spot on his shoulder with a complicated expression, and César caught the tightness in his features. Particularly in his eyes. Though César’s expression did not change, the colour faded in his cheeks again, and he hurried back across his room to the desk where he’d placed the toiletry bag. This time, he snatched another kind of ointment, heavier and cream-coloured, before striding back to Jakob.

“I’m sorry.” He swooped down on the other student to apply it to his shoulder. “I’m sorry. I was so very sure that you were lying.” When he had massaged the paste into the skin properly, César quickly wiped his hands -this time on his muffler, though he really did not seem to care- before placing them on either side of Jakob’s face. “Does it still burn?”

@ethereal - Found a little bit of time ~ As for K-pop, well, I have to admit I don’t have the references, but I’d be happy to know more !

┕━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━★━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━┙

[Acorn06]

COLM MCCANN

---

“Hey would you mind walking to my room with me Im sure I look like a mess and I should clean up some if I intend on going to my next class.”
Colm gave Brooks one last squeeze before stepping back, nodding as he did so. “Sure,” He replied, grinning. Brooks was back. “What’s your room number?” He asked, glancing behind himself as he began to move down the corridor, slowly at first just to make sure the other kid followed.
Their heart was practically overflowing with happiness at this point, needless to say. Not only had they connected with Brooks, they had been able to help them through their first mistake, rather than having the kid be left floundering in the dark.

@bpalmer - Brooks

[bpalmer]

Brooks was happy for the hug. It meant Colm was there for them that everything he said had been true and that they did have someone when they needed them. “Thanks I have to find my paper with my room tumbler on it.” Brooks mumbled as they dug through their bag. Brooks pulled out a paper with their schedule and room number on it. “My room is 214.” Brooks looked over their schedule while they had it out. “Hey Colm what electives do you have today?” Brooks walked with Colm as they tried to keep a conversation going that wasn’t based on what had just happened. “Im going to be honest this school already has me turned around and from were we are I have no idea where the rooms are.”
@Acorn06

[Ouijaloveletters]

Aithne watched Iclyn’s reaction to her flames, holding her breath. She exhaled when Icelyn made eye contact with her, giving the girl a small smile when she said she wasn’t afraid. “Thank god…” Aithne nodded when Iclyn said her sister wouldn’t like that. "I understand that. I’d be the same if I were her. I promise I’ll try to be as careful as I can.”
@Littlefeets - Iclyn

[CrazyCaliope]

“Doesn’t sound too fun really,” Kieran responded.
“I don’t suppose it is really, homework isn’t usually supposed to be fun. I guess most people our age wouldn’t want to go to bed early, would they?” Danko shrugged meekly. “I guess I don’t know what would be fun to do. What do you like to do that for fun when you hang out?”
“Good,” Kieran responded with a slight smile and Danko couldn’t help but stare at him in awe. There was something cute about the boy before him. Not in a Quillian-type of way, far different from Quillian. Kieran sweetness to Danko gave him an attractive quality. No, he could think this. Danko physically shook the thought from his mind and continued to listen, “Sounds like a plan to me. If Quillian is busy of course. Or… If you are.”
“Me, busy?” Danko looked away from him, feeling a little flushed in the face after what he’d been thinking. “I never have any plans that don’t involve- you know, if I’m not needed then I’ll be all yours- I mean, I’ll be completely free to hang with you…” He slid down in his chair.

@CerealKiller - Kieran