listen to the wind blow, watch the sun rise. running in the shadows, damn your love, damn your lies. raven 'ray' leland, twenty-eight. student, cheerleader, human.
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it wasn’t every day that ray was actually on top of her shit. she’d done all of her homework, written all of her essays, and had even gone to each class to turn it all in. she was on her way out of her last class when she tripped over her own feet and fell onto the ground, laughing loudly and rolling onto her back as she let herself get over it before helping herself up, her eyes meeting the one person who’d seen her fall. “i know you’re gonna think i’m totally bullshitting, but i haven’t done that in a while. and definitely not sober.” she defended, still laughing as she bent over to pick up her stuff. “please tell me you’re not busy, i’m about to get high as a fuckin’ kite and i can’t do it alone.” @allertonstart
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the comment receives a little flirty look as she steps toward the bar, wiping it down with a towel to ensure the grip was solid. ❝ y'sure ? thought my ass in these shorts would’ve done that. ❞ a soft, bubbly laugh leaves amelia’s lips as she straightens her ponytail, just enough for it not to get in the way as she steps beneath the bar. ❝ while i can lift it, m’not doin’ that yet. gettin’ my squats done. ❞ volleyball demanded a strong lower body as much as it required a harsh conditioning schedule, and it shows; someone’s been paying attention to their coach’s exercise regimen. it took a damn lot of work to get them that way anyhow. looking over her shoulder, she gives a poised little smirk as she prepares to ease the weight off the rack. ❝ alright, well — just get behind me an’ keep me upright, okay ? not tryin’ to fall backwards and crush us both. ❞
when it came down to it, during cheers, ray could lift and hold a person for as long as it took for the stunt to be done, but actually lifting weights was not something she normally ever did. especially since the girls she lifted were tiny and she was used to lifting her male friends during camping trips in an attempt to show them how strong she was while she was high and drunk at the same time. at the mention of amelia’s ass in her shorts, ray took a generous look, smiling widely and nodding. “you’re right, i probably should’ve noticed that first.” she teased, nodding at her instructions. “can’t be any worse than the time i dropped a girl on her head during a stunt.” ray joked, standing behind amelia confidently. “i mean, it’s not my fault the football coach is so fuckin’ hot.” she added to the joke, letting out a laugh. “c’mon, i got you.”
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ray had just finished her yoga routine when she noticed the amount of weight amelia was adding to her bar, impressed enough to stop walking out of the gym with her yoga mat under her arm. when she was noticed, she snapped out of her somewhat daze, laughing a little before dropping her mat and not caring where it went. “i got you, babe.” realistically, she wasn’t the best spotter, but she was sure that a mediocre spotter was better than none at all. “i gotta say, i didn’t expect that you could lift this much. makes you about ten points hotter in my book.”
time consuming as they may be, athletics have their perks. a good reason to exercise, first of all. adjusting the waistband of her legging shorts, strawberry blonde hair remains tied behind her head as she begins loading plates onto the bar in front of her to prepare for her squats. with plenty of classes still ongoing, the gym is relatively empty, though not completely so. amelia planned this for a reason; it makes getting through her workout quick and painless. as much as she revels in the attention, at least from a certain group of patrons, today that comes second to preparing for the upcoming season. once the weight is clamped down, she rests her arms against the metal bar only to turn her gaze toward the figure watching her. ❝ oh ! shoulda’ said somethin’, didn’t know you were there. ❞ a warm, sweet smile played at her lips as that subtle drawl twists her words. ❝ you’ wanna’ just stand there or you wanna’ spot me ? ❞ @allertonstart
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ray wasn’t really the type of person who enjoyed silently gazing upon paintings and sculptures, but she could become that person for a short period of time given the right company. so when she saw evangeline walk into the gallery on her way to a class she’d planned on skipping anyway, she decided to take a bit of a detour, smiling widely when she was noticed as she stepped up closer to her. “not often at all, really. but i’m in need of a distraction and you look... wonderfully distracting today.” ray teased, playfully bumping her hip against evangeline’s.
she stands alone by the wall, quietly appraising one of the painting’s placed there. she could’ve gone anywhere to teach, even overseas if she’d felt like it, but not every school had access to a gallery like this. just a few minutes’ walk from her office, it became part of her daily routine to come by at least once to relax, to de - stress. sometimes she’ll have company, but for today her time is short and she hadn’t bothered to ask anyone. but, that silence is disturbed briefly by the presence of someone at her side, a familiar presence whom she greets with a curious little look. arms cross, stretching the black turtleneck some, as she similarly turns to investigate her new partner. ❝ now this is unexpected. come here often ? ❞ @allertonstart
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You (2018), dir. Victoria Mahoney Season 1 Episode: The Captain
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ray usually hated the whole ‘clipboard questionnaire’ vibe, but she couldn’t help but be interested when the gorgeous woman mentioned the first question on her list. “wait a minute. your first question is if i’ve had multiple partners?” she asked, laughing a little and crossing her arms over her chest as she stopped walking, waiting for her to stop, too, before speaking again. “well, explain what you mean. at the same time and in the same room? or just in general? i need some context here, baby.”
clipboard in hand, harmony stood in the middle of the quad, reaching out to all those who passed. “hey,” she said, falling in step with someone who was walking. “can i ask you a few questions? it’s totally anonymous, but it’s for a paper i’ve got to write, for gender and sexualities. you can just answer yes or no to it. have you ever had multiple partners? there are some followups, but…” she tossed in a smile. bright. “that’s the first one.” || @allertonstart
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replying to starters now and then i might post one !! let me know if you wanna plot !!
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[shay mitchell; cis female; she/her; bisexual] RAVEN ‘RAY’ LELAND the TWENTY EIGHT year old JUNIOR. they have come to allerton to study INTERIOR DESIGN. they’ve been known to be FREE-SPIRITED, as well as IMPULSIVE. things they enjoys are HANDCUFFS & PUBLIC SEX, but dislike BATHROOM PLAY & HUMILIATION.
yes, i am coming up with this bio in this moment... (ariana vc) and what about it? anyway! i’m excited! plot with me!
tw: cancer, death
so my sweet angel ray was born on august 15, 1992 in a suburb of chicago
her parents had never been married but they were definitely broken up by the time she was born so she was mostly raised by her mother with honorable mentions to her father because she’d go to his house on the weekends (most of the time)
he’s a decent guy he just never had time for her and she didn’t really care that he didn’t ‘cause it meant she could throw parties in his house and not feel bad about not wanting to clean up after
she’s always been the focus of every room that she walked into and as much as she pretended to love it, she hated it
typical “popular girl who hates being popular but only when she’s alone” type thing
after high school -- where, arguably, she peaked -- she joined a band and grew her hair to her ass and traveled around for a few years
she lets people think she wandered off in europe and traveled around with significant others until she was 25 but the truth was that her mom got cancer while she was 21 and traveling with her band so she came home immediately
ray spent four years taking care of her mom and making sure her dad sent them whatever money they needed
now that her mother’s passed, she’s getting back to her own life and trying to be a little more ‘regular’ than she was in the past
but that doesn’t mean it’s working lmao
she still loves a GOOOOOD time and wandering off in the middle of the night to go on a road trip with a person she met than night or something equally as ridiculous
romantically she tries to keep herself from falling in love because she’s still pretty broken up over her mother’s death and getting close to anyone romantically would mean having to talk about that which she does NOT want to do
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[shay mitchell; cis female; she/her; bisexual] RAVEN ‘RAY’ LELAND the TWENTY EIGHT year old JUNIOR. they have come to allerton to study INTERIOR DESIGN. they’ve been known to be FREE-SPIRITED, as well as IMPULSIVE. things they enjoys are HANDCUFFS & PUBLIC SEX, but dislike BATHROOM PLAY & HUMILIATION. [liv; 23; est; she/her] (cheerleading) (taking devon’s roommate connection!)
welcome to allerton university, raven ‘ray’ leland !! please report to the administration office within the next 24 hours or we will have to reopen your position !! shay mitchell is now taken !!
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