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hey hey! i feel like this was a long time coming lmao. ive been here a while and i loved it and i love all of yall, but i feel like i dont have enough strength to dedicate to this at the current moment & as much as id love to stay and become more active, i unfortunately don't have the energy, and i guess i dont really feel like me or beau fit in much anymore! i dont really know how else to put it but i'm gonna be dropping my role ... jdkhsksh. if you wanna talk to me or write or whatever you can reach me @dancyrpt or @grovesque. beau will always be a character close to my heart but again, i don't have enough time or energy. lov yall. ill be messaging the main roight after i post this kdhskdh

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❛ of course i'd come —— are you crying? ❜ he asked timidly, not wanting to press into sensitive territory. but, of course, he wanted to try and assess the problem if that was it. he cautiously sat down on the bed next to him, ❛ hey, hey, what's wrong? you can talk to me, you know. ❜

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gabeyspits:

Pulling his robe closer to his body, he shifted to bring his knees up to his chest wrapping his arms around them to make himself smaller. Looking over the reply as his phone went off, Gabe sat for a moment before letting out a soft sigh. “You dont have to come if its an inconvenience. I just dont want to be alone.” 

‘no ill come just give me a minute’ was his curt response, before he rolled himself out of bed and got properly dressed. maybe he should have said no, seeing as he stumbled around his dorm for his shoes ( which just so happened to be right by the door ), but he figured there was no point. not even bothering to put his shoes on ——— he made his way to gabe's dorm, giving a small knock on the door. a small greeting was muttered.

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evansxisabel:

Isabel nodded, “oh no I am not one to travel down memory lane at all.” She said as her eyes widened a bit at the thought, “that’s definitely not something I want to experience so I will not be falling asleep. Promise.”

❛ no need to promise. i’ll splash you with water if you fall asleep, so, you’ll be fine. ❜ he shrugged, cracking a small laugh.

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carterhmphry:

“ you could still use a shirt, but to each their own i guess, “ carter replies, not wanting to push him. he asked, glancing around, “ so did you bring your sandcastle building kit, or do we have to ask those little kids nicely for a bucket or two? “

❛ actually, i did. is that a yes? ❜ he grabbed the backpack he had at his side and pulled out said building kit, shovels and all.

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tvlcr:

“I was inside but everyone was so fucking loud.” he huffs out a sigh. “Which is why I’m out here in the goddamn sun. It’s a lot more bearable than those idiots.” 

he shrugged. ❛ i suppose. i’d say it’s way more annoying out here, but that’s just my opinion... you sound upset.  ❜

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carterhmphry:

carter exclaims in defense, “ i’m only on my second layer! ” while applying a final layer on his face just in case, he says aloud, mainly to reassure himself, “ i mean it’s not like i’m going for a swim anytime soon so this should be fine. 

❛ well, if you burn ----- it’s on you. ❜ he tilted his head, brows slanted,  ❛ shouldn’t you put more on when you’re out of the water though? or am i wrong? i’m probably wrong, honestly. ❜

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evansxisabel:

After laying her towel down Isabel shook her head, “and personally I think there’s nothing wrong with just building sandcastles. Takes me back to the younger days where innocence was still a thing.” She said as now sat down on her towel, “plus the water isn’t on my mind just yet I just wanna be sun kissed for now.”

❛ oh, innocence. i’d almost feel nostalgic if i had ever had any, but that’s a conversation for another day. ❜ he leaned his head back,  ❛ make sure you don’t fall asleep. you’ll burn up like a campfire! ❜

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❛ it’s no tel aviv, but i think thailand is pretty cool. dunno if i wanna go swimming though. i have this weird body insecurity ------ i think i’ll stick to making sandcastles. ❜ he shrugged, speaking to the other, perhaps mindlessly, not really expecting much of a response.

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his steps were soft, as not to disturb the other, but he couldn’t help but compliment, ❛ not to interrupt, but, hey ---- that’s really nice. have you been playing a while ? ❜

jinwoo had finally remembered to bring his ukulele with him, and honestly, what better place to try and strum out a short little song than on a beautiful beach? it had to be a dream, being on this beach. he didn’t even notice the presence approaching him as he strummed out a quick, incredibly improvised melody.

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he had to admit he was a bit ... confused by his attire, but he wasn’t really one to judge. ❛ you don’t have to spend your time out here. you could probably find somewhere inside to sit, y’know ----- i’m a lil’ worried. y’might overheat. ❜

Tyler wasn’t exactly prepared for this trip. In fact, it was a last minute decision. It was either this or spending his free-time with his family. This sounded like the better option. So here he sat, on the beach clad in his jeans and shirt, not exactly appropriate beach-wear. “I think I’m going to die of heatstroke.” He groans, glancing up at someone nearby. “Or maybe I’ll drown first.” 

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he waved a dismissive hand, ❛ i don’t think there’s such a thing ------ unless you’re slippin’ & slidin’ all over the place. i don’t really burn, so i wouldn’t know. maybe a sixth layer to be safe ? ❜

“ how much sunscreen is too much?? “ he asks, glancing at the large dollop he’s squeezed out of the tube. on top of that, he’d already applied a layer or two.“ i just don’t want to spend the rest of the trip looking like a TOMATO, “ carter explains with a sheepish grin. 

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OKAY i’ll reply to anything else after the event because i may have kind of forgot it was happening until i checked the main HFDSHJKJ.

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cassieyoungrp:

“That’s the worst.” Cassie nodded in sympathy. “But hey, since you’re up… wanna come on a run with me?”

he raised a brow, ❛ a ... run? like ... running? i think i’ll pass. not much of a running guy. ❜

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                                              - ̗̀  BLAST #9  ̖́-

things always don’t appear to be as nice as we might hope. we think someone is ethical and good. what an upstanding student, a great member of greek row. an example for the underclassmen in their house. but just like all of you, even @corrigvn has his own secrets he doesn’t want to get out. we would expect someone who is the leading role model for the members of his frat but our digging turned up otherwise. seems like some grades don’t totally add up. when beau was a freshman he has been failing a class most of the year. it seemed destined for him to fail the class until the very last moment his grade turned around and he was able to pass. to an outside eye it might seem totally normal, maybe the student worked extra hard and was able to do the work. but none of us really believe that do we? there is always more to the story. a little digging from us and it turns out that beau slept with his teacher to get that lovely passing grade. beau’s been keeping that nice little secret from us and all of his fraternity brothers. and i thought you guys were supposed to share everything together. seems like to us that they need to rethink that presidential position beau has now obtained.

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also i jus realized i missed beau’s birthday over my hiatus... my boye is 23 now ... an angle 

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gabeyspits:

Having texted Beau, Gabe sat waiting for the other to show up. The truth was, the boy didnt want to be alone tonight. After the man he had been letting fuck him left, Gabe wished nothing more than to finish off the bottle of vodka and not wake up until late afternoon tomorrow but knew he would just wake up still feeling more alone than he wished. So he had reached out despite himself hoping the other didnt hold it against him later when they were both sober and level headed.

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half awake, slumping off of his bed with half of his body already on the floor, the vibration of his phone was more than enough to make him jump and scare him half to death. it was late ------- later than he usually would stay up, but, hey ; a boy’s gotta live. he didn’t really think much about it, and his only response was a sleepy ‘are you asking me to come over because i gotta put my pants on’. smooth !