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Update: I think I am back for good now. I am also in the killing stalking fandom kill me please.






Watch this music video all the way through.




You are the protagonist of your own life, aren't you
мυтa ιѕ a ғιlтнy nerd wнo wιѕнeѕ тнey нad eѕp and a ѕιgnιғιcanт oтнer
ⓐⓑⓞⓤⓣ | ȚŮMBĻŖ | мεssαgε мε

Baby|daddy|Lusa-chii|shi-chan|morbidchild|megs|Pinkra|Eli|ily|Callyy|As|Dar|Sully
" if i don't have you up here i still love you i am just lazy garbage and am still editing

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[center [font "Arial" Sloane was surprised by the interaction with her cousin. He was so confident in his movement. She felt a heat rise in her cheeks as he pressed his lips to each side. Although she was dead, the affection ignited something in her chest sending shivers down her spine, coursing through her veins stopping in her finger tips and toes. Inhaling sharply, she wondered if this is what it felt like to be human.

After her encounter with Remy, she felt lightheaded. She floated across the dance floor and before she realized it, she was lost in one of the many corridors. Shaking her head, he long raven locks swirled around her haloing her pale face. Tucking a chunk behind her ear, she rounded a corner in hopes to find sometime familiar. Instead she came across an open door. Entering it, she surveyed the empty ballroom. It had dusty red curtains hanging from the windows allowing moonlight to enter and light up the marble floor. In the center of the room was the most beautiful piano she had ever seen. Without hesitating, she crossed the floor in huge strides in attempt to get to the instrument as fast as possible. Standing over the marvelous grand piano, she bit her lip.

Sloane had a secret. Born to the Cirino family, it was important to be strong in the business world. But what if instead, their daughter was a musical prodigy? What if instead of being brilliant like her other siblings, she was destined for the stage? It all happened when she was around eleven. She had like tonight stumbled upon a piano and fell in love. Although her rough family tie to the Adresteia's, she was lucky enough to practice in secret. If her family knew, she would never be able to play again. She couldn't have that.
Against her better judgement, Sloane reached out for the piano.
Her fingers caressed the ivory keys. They were cool to the touch as she traced them with the tips of her fingers. It was easy for the vampire to tell that this piano was older than her even though it was kept in such good shape. The keys were obvious to her that they were crafted from old bone and ebony. This instrument was worth more than it's weight in gold. It was impossible to find a piano made from tusk now that ivory trade was illegal. She wondered if it was still in tune.
Gently pressing down, the sweet ping echoed in the quiet room. Sloane's face lit up with delight. Her eyes danced with a joy only found in an innocent child. A wide smile kissed her lips as she elated in the crisp noise. Glancing around to make sure the coast was clear, Sloane adjusted her dress as she fixed herself a spot on the piano bench. Inhaling deeply, she let the music shape her. Slowly at first and then in a swift motion, her fingers glided over the piano keys climbing up and down the scales. The room filled with an unfamiliar song. Although unfamiliar, it had a warmth to it and a nostalgia that shook the core. Closing her eyes, her body swayed with the notes. How could something so wonderful be sinful in the eyes of her family?
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[pic https://orig00.deviantart.net/2fab/f/2015/078/4/c/cat_skull__free_icon__by_berneri-d8mc9av.gif][font "Arial" The redhead simply grimaced at the boy stumbling in front of his sister. He didn't know what to say in all honesty, Cecil was an odd fellow. It took everything in his power not to step between Lucy and Cecil. He knew his sister could take care of herself and had her own boundaries, but he couldn't help but feel uneasy around her loyal follower. But before he could do anything the boy had slithered off. Letting out a sigh of relief, he opened his mouth to say something but was cut off.
[#f44242 [i "My guests, dinner will be served in twenty minutes! The staff have prepared a lovely table setting for us to eat at, the seats are labeled with names so it will be easy to find. Please enjoy yourselves until then."]]
Nodding to himself, he smiled at his sister. [b [#993366 "How about that drink?"]] He mused. His voice was surprisingly deep for his feminine stature and history. It was warm like honey and he loved to use it to his advantage. Turning away, he strolled towards the bar to order something for the two of them to tide them over till dinner.

Grabbing two glasses full of crimson liquid, he noticed Cecil licking himself like a dog. He shivered in discomfort. Did that make Ajax an asshole? Maybe. Quickly shuffling back over to his sister, he wasn't careful with his feet and nearly knocked into his blonde cousin, Marcum. Balancing himself, he quite unattractively took a sip of his drink before it could spill on the floor. Smiling sheepishly at the other male, he kicked himself internally. Why couldn't he be cool for like two seconds?
[#993366 [b "Uh s-sorry Marcum."]] He apologized quietly before returning to Lucy. Handing her the drink, he sighed heavily. [#993366 [b "Luc, was that as embarrassing as it felt?"]]
  |cirino| / muta / 2d 5h 26m 34s
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  |cirino| / muta / 2d 6h 23m 54s
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  |sunflowers| / muta / 12d 11m 21s
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[center [size15 [b name → ] Aster Adler
[b nicknames →] Starlight by his mother, Aster means star
[b age →] Twenty-five
[b birthdate →] October 28th
[b gender →] Male, He/him
[b height/weight →] 6'2'', 206 lbs
[b sexual orientation →] Panromantic but predominantly homosexual
[b occupation → ]


[size20 . Generous . [b Sleepy] . Honest .
. [b Clumsy] . Brilliant . [b Kind of Awkward] .]


[size15 Those who do not understand history are doomed to repeat the follies of the past. aka your bio.]


[b [size20 LIST OF SKILLS] ]


[size15 [b TRIVIA → ]


[b + classic books + indie concerts + denim jackets +
- hot weather - spiders - poached eggs -]

[size12 [abel 【 Long drive, could end in burning flames or paradise 】] ] ]

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  |sunflowers| / muta / 11d 22h 38m 13s
[center [font "Arial" Sloane pulled the black lace over her shoulder as she stared at her mother waltz down the staircase. She was the most beautiful woman she had ever seen. Crossing her thin arms over her chest, Sloane felt out of place. How could she compare to her mother? Running her fingers through her miles of ombre locks, she batted her long eyelashes quickly. Letting out a quiet sigh, she meekly smiled at her mother before following her family to the car.

After arriving at the event, Sloane flattened her dress with her hands nervously and entered the party with her family. The estate had been decorated lavishly and everyone inside was dressed for the occasion. She was greeted by her uncle and aunt with warmth. Smiling, she bowed to the and exchanged niceties. Once she was free to go, Sloane followed her brother Marcum. She watched as Aleister danced with Anastasia. They looked like a painting they were so lovely it was almost unreal. She couldn't help but feel envious. Part of her wanted to twirl around under the twinkling lights but she wasn't much one to dance.

Pulled from her thoughts, she saw Remington approaching them. He looked so handsome in his formal dress. If she had a heart beat she knew it would be going wild. He teased Marcum so easily she coudln't help but laugh. It wasn't a sweet, feminine laugh that she had been taught, it was a warm and hearty laugh. Her emerald eyes danced with enjoyment. It was hilarious to watch her brother get made fun of by someone other than her or Aleister.
  |cirino| / muta / 41d 21h 13m 13s
[center [font "Arial" Ajax descended the stairs after his to sisters. They were absolutely stunning and he couldn't help but smile. The Orpheus's only son was dressed in a slimming black tux that hugged his muscular body. His suit jacket had a traditional tail that made him dashing. He had just finished adjusting his sleek ebony bowtie by the time he hit the bottom of the staircase. His crimson hair that matched his gorgeous siblings was slicked back revealing his flawless face and tawny eyes. Gazing up through his thick eyelashes, he carefully met his father's glare searching for affirmation. The man stared coldly at him for a moment before softening and placing a hand on Ajax's shouldn't. Visibly relaxing, Ajax let out a sigh of relief. Tonight would be good.

Stopping next to his little sister, he smiled gently. She looked wonderful in the blossom coloured dress. It suited her. [b "Liz you look beautiful tonight."] He cooed to his sibling. Turning to his older sister Lucinda, he playfully bowed go her and cleared his throat. [b "Ah and dear Lucinda, if looks could [i kill] no one would be left at the party.] He praised in a teasingly formal voice. Offering a hand to her he pulled away before she could take it. Too slow. Grinning wildly, he let out a chuckle. Nothing could ruin his mood.

Once the Orpheus's family arrived at the party, Ajax quickly exited the car and opened the door door his sisters. He tried very hard to impress his father and wanted to be seen as the man he was. Trailing behind his sisters, he stuck close by just in case. Ajax's entire family could definitely take care of themselves that's for sure. He knew for a fact they didn't need him following closely like a body guard, but he couldn't help but protect them. They were the most important thing to him.
Frowning at Elizabeth's question, he placed his thumb under his chin. [i Why had their uncle thrown something so lavish?]

Before he could comment, he was interrupted. Cecil, one of their family's followers had snaked his way into Lucinda's personal space. He was more of [i Lucinda's] follower than a follower of the Orpheus's. Ajax thought the boy was rather odd but he didn't judge, it wasn't his place. Clearing his through quietly, he faked a polite smile.
[b "Ladies would you care for a drink?"] He offered hoping to get away from the crowd.

[b __________________________________]

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[center [font "Arial" Sloane pulled the black lace over her shoulder as she stared at her mother waltz down the staircase. She was the most beautiful woman she had ever seen. Crossing her thin arms over her chest, Sloane felt out of place. How could she compare to her mother? Running her fingers through her miles of ombre locks, she batted her long eyelashes quickly. Letting out a quiet sigh, she meekly smiled at her mother before following her family to the car.

After arriving at the event, Sloane flattened her dress with her hands nervously and entered the party with her family. The estate had been decorated lavishly and everyone inside was dressed for the occasion. She was greeted by her uncle and aunt with warmth. Smiling, she bowed to the and exchanged niceties. Once she was free to go, Sloane followed her brother Marcum. She watched as Aleister danced with Anastasia. They looked like a painting they were so lovely it was almost unreal. She couldn't help but feel envious. Part of her wanted to twirl around under the twinkling lights but she wasn't much one to dance.

Pulled from her thoughts, she saw Remington approaching them. He looked so handsome in his formal dress. If she had a heart beat she knew it would be going wild. He teased Marcum so easily she coudln't help but laugh. It wasn't a sweet, feminine laugh that she had been taught, it was a warm and hearty laugh. Her emerald eyes danced with enjoyment. It was hilarious to watch her brother get made fun of by someone other than her or Aleister.
  |orpheus| / muta / 41d 21h 11m 9s

  |goodbye| / muta / 41d 21h 59m 3s
Blank was promised trained as an assassin and was supposed to be used as a weapon of war but when plans go south he realizes he was tricked. In anger, he commits treason and war crimes to spite the government.
  |goodbye| / muta / 49d 7h 16m 33s
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[i [font "Arial" ready for anything]]

[font "Courier New" Entering the clearing, your eyes lock on the millions of twinkling lights draping from the dozens of trees before you. The forest had be covered in Christmas lights for miles. Canvas tents littered the floor filled with music and laughter bellowing from the people pouring out. They were scattered around sitting around campfires telling stories and getting into trouble. Staring questioningly at the tall man who had led you into the enchanted forest, you waited for an explanation. But there wasn't one. The handsome man smiled at you wildly and spread his arms wide.
[u [i 'Are you ready for anything?']]]

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[font "Arial" [u Welcome to The Azure Crosses]

The Azure Crosses is a secret society at Cunningham University. The club is shrouded in mystery and infamous for its dangerous stunts and, at times, criminal activities. No one is sure how you qualify to join this society, but if you do, your college life was going to be a wild ride.

[p ]
[u [font "Courier New" Overview]]
This is vaguely based on the secret society in Gilmore Girls at Yale.
Your character is going to be a member of the Azure Crosses, a future member, maybe a jealous student, etc. It is completely up to you. I will be playing the president of the society, a playful rich boy. I was hoping [u maybe someone would want to play a journalist student who somehow charms the president into an interview.] Which of course would lead to a grand adventure.

- to join you must be a literate writer. 1500+ characters
- real pictures, I am picky
- there will be drinking and partying so this is a mature role play
- if you have any suggestions or ideas please feel free to message me
- please have interesting characters; I welcome all genders, sexualities, etc. If there are too many girls I will ask people to double up.
- fill out the skeleton and message me with the title [u Azure Crosses.]

[p application]
[b Puppet Master:]
[b Name:]
[b Age:] Eighteen+
[b Grade:]
[b Gender:]
[b Sexuality:]
[b Relation to Club:] How did you join the Blue Crosses? How long have you been a member? Are you a journalist interested in uncovering the secrets? I am open to anything just ask me.
[b Personality:] Make it quirky please.
[b Bio:] This can be pretty short if you'd like, just make it interesting.
[b Major:] Can be whatever you'd like, surprise me.
[b Hobbies:] Do you play guitar? Are you good at magic tricks? What?
[b Quirks/Habits:] Add some flavor
[b Likes and Dislikes:] Just a few

[p student registrar]

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[b Puppet Master:] muta
[b Name:] Maverick Webber
[b Age:] twenty-two
[b Grade:] Junior
[b Gender:] Male
[b Sexuality:] Bisexual
[b Relation to Club:] President of the club, kind of a king on campus.
[b Personality:] Maverick is a huge flirt. He is playful and bubbly, no one can resist his smile and laugh. He is described as being a walking form of sunshine. His smile is contagious and his laugh will make you melt. His spontaneity and genuine kindness will make any person fall in love with him instantly. He can come across as a player and a prick but he can be genuine.
[b Bio:] Mav is your typical rich kid born into a rich family. He has been pampered and bred to take over his fathers business when he graduates. Although he would much rather be an artist, he cant go against his parents.
[b Major:] Business and Finance
[b Hobbies:]
[b Quirks/Habits:] Add some flavor
[b Likes and Dislikes:] Just a few
  |goodbye| / muta / 58d 21h 53m 50s
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  |vixen| / muta / 109d 22h 5m 43s
[left [pic https://i.imgur.com/m93R5U1.png]] [center [font "Arial" Despite being encouraged to calm down, it was really hard when the boy he had been madly in love with for the longest time was sitting just inches from him. Sora's mind was a wild ocean and his thoughts were breaking waves. The high tide took the sand just as Sen took his breath away.
Their lips pressed only for a moment but in that moment Sora was brought to light. It was like he had been living in a shadowed fog and suddenly the fog was lifted and colours were no longer colours. Light was no longer light.

Sora had never been kissed. Well maybe once ... He couldn't decide whether or not it counted or even if he had wanted it to count. The silver-haired boy had kissed another boy under the slide when he was in preschool. It was just a peck. It was so fast that it was debatable on if it happened. When an open current is closed it can flow uninterruptedly through a continuous path. Sora was the perfect conductor. When his lips touched his schoolmate's they created basic science: close a current and electricity will flow. He made the other little boy cry. It was a small spark but it was still surprising and of course children are sensitive so the jolt scared his prince charming. Sora didn't know what to say to comfort the boy but all he could do was apologize. That day Sora learned he shouldn't kiss other people and he definitely shouldn't kiss other boys. His mother made sure he knew that [i boys dont kiss boys.] So that was the beginning and the end of his short lived love life.

This however was different and he couldn't wrap his head around it. This time there wasn't a painful bite to it and a singe to the skin. There was only a tingling sensation radiating in his stomach and everywhere they had touched. His lips were on fire but there was no pain only passion. His heart thudded against his rib cage threatening to shatter his bones. He forgot how to breath after the raven haired male pulled away. Smacking his hand to his chest he inhaled sharply and coughed. [i Wow how charming Sora.] He started at Sen with wide incredulous eyes with his mouth parted. Everything was spinning. He had to brace himself for fear he'd fall over. Knitting his brows together, he decided boys should [i definitely] kiss boys. His mom was wrong. So very wrong. Sora should be kissing boys. He should be kissing Sen.

Grabbing for Sen's shirt desperately he crashed his lips into the other boys' without hesitation. Pulling him into the kiss, he let out a ragged sigh. His body jolted to life with an electricity he couldn't control. This electricity didn't hurt. It made his chest tighten and the butterflies erupt in his stomach. He imagined this is what school girls felt like. Reaching his arms around Sen's neck, he tangled his fingers in his soft ebony locks and kissed him again and again like his life depended on it.
He had to pry himself away to catch his breath. This was definitely not his shining moment. His composure was gone and his ridiculously long hair was falling out of its pony tale. Only idiots fell in love. In the moment he didn't want to think about the possibility of rejection. He had spent his entire life being rejected and now more than ever he knew this is how he wanted to feel for the rest of forever.
  |goodbye| / muta / 120d 3h 16m 13s
[left [pic https://i.imgur.com/Imvgh0j.png]] [center [font "Arial" This was a lot more that Marlin bargained for. All he wanted to do was sneak in, get a snack, and get out but here he was not only having a conversation with another person but being [i touched] by another person. It had been so long since anyone had crossed the barrier the red head had put up. And this person crossed it without hesitation and did it so easily.
Marlin had a habit of messing with his unruly hair when he was nervous and it didn't help that he never brushed it. But having someone point it out was shocking to him. People usually didn't look at him and now they were. It was terrifying but also [i thrilling.]

Watching Oliver talk was mesmerizing for Marlin. The boy talked with his whole body and his presence was intruding but not alarming. He kept his eyes on the starlight-haired boy's lips as he spoke to him. His smile was warm and he seemed to genuinely mean whatever he was saying. Marlin obviously wasn't listening so he was startled when he saw Oliver come at him with a gentle hand. He couldn't process the interaction while it was happening. Having different fingers trailing through his hair was wild to him. Shivers crept up his spine making his neck crawl and he pale skin crawled with an electrical sensation. Normally if this had happened Marlin would have flipped and there would have been a messy scene, but for some reason the hemophiliac was caught off guard [i just the right amount.] A small smile kissed his lips as he watched Oliver throw the breaks on and back track as fast as he could.

The doctors at Hollymore called Marlin a 'wallflower.' He watched from a far and never experienced that seconds passing with people. Of course he did. He wasn't used to participating in life. When he was in his gang he was a used as a weapon and he liked that. Having a purpose made him feel more normal with his abilities. His gang treated him like a family member as much as they could a freak like him and his sister. But now that he was here, he was alone again. Did Marlin really want to let anyone in again?
[s Maybe.]

[b [#990033 "I was in a gang for awhile so I guess I had a nickname?"]] Marlin laughed. He had no idea why he was talking to Oliver but he couldn't stop himself now. [b [#990033 "They called me Aries. Outsiders feared the name so it isn't something 'friends' called me. Sharing a nickname with a War God isn't very inviting though is it?"]] He laughed dryly.
It hadn't taken Marlin long to get over his shyness. The whole interaction with Oliver crying for help to Laurel eased his nerves. They were very similar in that. Glancing at the tawny haired patient, he flashed a devilish grin. Her casualness was refreshing. It made him almost forget he was a prisoner.
[b [#990033 "Rough nights are just nights for us at this point."]] He mused cynically.
  |hollymore crush| / muta / 120d 5h 30m 47s
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[font "Arial" Klaus Ester Robins
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Early Twenties
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Male
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Closeted Homosexual
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179 lbs.
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Amber/gold
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Charcoal
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Klaus has scars all along his hands from hours and hours of musical practice. He also has a basic treble and base clef tattooed in a heart on his wrist like any other trendy hipster in New York. He thinks it's funny too.

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[b [font "Courier New" [#993366 Short Biography]]]
Klaus Ester Robins was born to a loving family in Manchester, England where he lived a comfortable life with his mother, father, and two sisters. Nothing out of the ordinary happened in their quaint and happy life besides the fact that their son could play piano before he could speak. School was hard for Klaus at a young age. He was late learning to talk so the other kids would make fun of his speech. Instead of playing after school or hanging out with friends, Klaus stayed indoors and practiced piano for hours. It wasn't until his music teacher used poetry and lyrics to help him. It wasn't long before his stutter was gone and he was writing ballads left and right.

His mother loved how creative her son was and provided all sorts of outlets for him weather it was playing piano, joining the orchestra in elementary school, or letting him figure out the drums were not on the list of talents for him. However, his father wasn't too keen on a dream in the arts. He wanted his son to be practical and become a doctor. He couldn't make a living on music.

But of course, Klaus couldn't be stopped, not with the pure talent and sheer love for music, and his father realized that. He agreed to send his son to the states to learn under new teachers and meet different people. After graduating with mediocre school grades but top honours in music, Klaus was easily accepted to Julliard School for performance making his parents very proud.
It didn't take long for Klaus to be discovered in the music world especially with the internet. Singing in night clubs here and there got him a little bit of a following but it just happened that when his best friend video taped him practicing an original song and posted it for the world to see lit his life up like fireworks. Within days he had millions of followers and at the end of the week he landed a record label and his own personal assistant. Well personal assistant, more like best friend applied for a campaign job and fit in just perfectly. It was smooth sailing for the British boy.
[b [font "Courier New" [#993366 Origin]]]
Born and raised in Manchester, England like any clique singer/songwriter and moved to America for high school and to attend Julliard to study music.
[b [font "Courier New" [#993366 Current Residency]]]
Klaus lives in a small flat with his roommate just about a twenty minute walk from Manhattan.

[p [b [font "Courier New" [size14 [#993366 Specifics]]]]]
[b [font "Courier New" [#993366 Occupation(s)]]]
Singer/Songwriter
[b [font "Courier New" [#993366 Credentials]]]
Julliard Graduate
[b [font "Courier New" [#993366 Label]]]
[b [font "Courier New" [#993366 Genre]]]
Indie/Coffee Shop Pop
[b [font "Courier New" [#993366 Instrument(s)]]]
Klaus is ridiculous and plays an annoying amount of instruments. He blames it on his shyness as a child, but he really just loves to learn. His label company loves his diversity and strength in multiple genres of music. His usual go to instruments are the piano, guitar, ukulele, trumpet, and violin. It is pretty ridiculous and his manager likes to remind him all the time with a smile on her face.

[p [b [font "Courier New" [size14 [#993366 Other]]]]]
[b [font "Courier New" [#993366 Roommate/Assistant]]]
[pic https://i.imgur.com/B0qi1KD.png]
Laurel Sutton
[b [font "Courier New" [#993366 Extra]]]
-Has a stray cat named Pogo that he leaves the fire escape open for that he feeds
-Is fluent in French
-Sleeps with the fan on always
  |lyric| / muta / 121d 18h 31m 52s
[center [font "Arial" Before Marlin could escape human interaction he was stopped by a boy his height with opal locks of fluffy hair. He said something referring to Marlin's disheveled look but the kid didn't look much better. They locked eyes for a moment and Marlin didn't know what to do. Oliver's emerald gaze caught his in a staring contest and he was definitely losing to the angelic looking boy. Averting his eyes, he scuffled his feet and shifted his weight. Reaching a skeletal, bandaged hand up to his face and running his thin fingers through his messy hair, he licked his dry lips.

[b [#990033 "I uh don't have a brush."]] He stated as his cheeks flushed with embarrassment.

Marlin wasn't the best at social interaction but guys his age were his biggest issues. Growing up it was only him and Axel. The two were just kids. Living in a gang wasn't conventional but they liked it enough. Everyone was older than them so they really only had each other. He hadn't had any practice talking to people besides his sister. Everyone else seemed so far away from him.

Surveying Oliver, the red head had never actually noticed this boy before. He had seen him in group and they had spent mandatory time together but for the first time he was really looking. The snowy haired boy was actually beautiful. That made everything worse. Now he was self consious. Tugging at his sweater sleeves, he tried to hide his scars. He was a walking notebook covered in words scrawled into his skin. Usually Marlin wasn't ashamed of his looks but right now standing side by side comparing himself to someone else he was trembling. Running his fingers through his hair again nervously, he cleared his throat hoping Oliver couldn't tell he was freaking out.
[b [#990033 "I'm M-Marlin."]] He stammered quietly. It came out so quiet he wasn't sure if anyone even heard it. Opening his mouth to repeat himself he quickly stopped himself. Maybe it was better that way. Oliver could talk to anyone why would he stick around?
  |hollymore crush| / muta / 124d 21h 12m 52s
[center [pic https://i.imgur.com/AjVNt4S.png]]
[center [font "Courier New" [u WARNING: A soft angry boy. Very fragile proceed and love with cation.]]

[center [font "Arial" Meet smol bean [http://rp.eliteskills.com/vc.php?c=395770 Marlin.] He comes across as harsh and violent but if you don't show him fear and tell him to stop being a baby he will pout for a little bit like a puppy and then warm up to you. Honestly he is just a brat so mess with him and he will get over himself quickly.
He is potty trained and will snuggle in bed with you if you invite him. He likes long walks and if you play rough with him. Be careful he is easily distracted and if you don't hold his hand in public he will wander off. Very moody and short temper. Flick him on the nose when necessary.
He has family issues and abandonment problems so looking for a forever home.
[right [pic https://i.imgur.com/Ucmj6M6.jpg]]
[u Wanting:]
* Love and affection
* A nap
* Play with his hair

Careful with with sudden movements he is like a small animal and is spooked easily. Seeking genuine connections and true love. If any interest call [b 1-800-plz-adopt.] Serious inquires only.
  |hollymore crush| / muta / 127d 19h 4m 27s
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