#rdunstan

[valorest]

rdunstan replied to your post:

SORA.

[chalkia-blog]

rdunstan replied to your post:

nice butt //slaps your butt

I can't win.

[valorest]

rdunstan replied to your post: 

[wakelessdream]

rdunstan replied to your post: *slaps your butt* pass it on to the next 5 people...

High five your butt. “Yeah right.”

"... I worry about you sometimes."

[kairihime]

rdunstan said: ooc; Hey! I would totally rp with you if you like! Just give me a heads up if you’re interested , and Idk we’ll go from there ;D

Awh that sounds great! Of course we can rp, I look forward to it. I can even write a starter if you want or you can?

[rainfellkeeper]

づ｡◕‿‿◕｡)づ Campaign make a person happy: send this for the 10 tumblrs that you most admire. If you receive this then consider yourself loved! ❤ ❤ ❤ Guess what? You just got yourself another one \(=o= )/

// Roxas-mun you silly bum! xD Hey I rhymed! Sort of Thank you very much ♥ you sweetie~! * 3 * //

[dekishion-blog]

rdunstan replied to your post: tiiiiiny tits

nice tits

Thanks.

[chalkia-blog]

Freaks the fuck out because I did NOT see I had fucking replies to do.

[rainfellkeeper]

"Happy birthday Aqua! Here have a nice lacy baby blue night gown." Roxas hands Aqua his gift with a broad smile, "It'll make you feel sexy before you head to bed." [ AND YOU'LL SEE ME INVADE YOUR INBOX TWO DAYS LATER AS WELL have fun with Aqua's gift //shot]

"O-Oh my goodness Roxas, you really didn't have to but t-thank you very much," he'd successfully made her turn red but she really did appreciate it. 

[valorousheart]

rdunstan replied to your post: Pic of the mun? :’ D

ooc; wow, you look stunning ♥

ooc: .//////. Thank you. sdjkfhskgj

[valorest]

"All the single ladies, all the single ladies, all the single ladies, now put your hands up! ♫" Raises hands.

[valorest]

Do Namine & Zuko!

Namine:

My otp: Ah .. Roxas, I guess! u vuMy most hated pairing: I guess her and Ven? :c It’s odd considering my whole otp thing, but I’ve kinda’ been sour to it for a long time now for several reasons.My unusual otp: Sora; those feelings right after finishing COM were pretty strong.My crossover otp: Her and Alice, man. Jeez. My brotp/friendship otp: Riku! c: During the downtime in-between waiting for Sora to patch himself up, I suppose they’d have a lot of conversations.Character headcanon: She doesn't like drawing herself at all. Any other person, any other situation, she'll comply; but when it comes to scoping out her own image on paper, she's seriously reluctant.

Zuko:

My otp: Mai, of course! It's as canon as you can get in a show like that. u wuMy most hated pairing: Uh .. him and Katara? I just don't think it'd ever work out.My unusual otp: LOL. IDEK. ZUKO AND HIS HONOR. THEY HAD A FALL-OUT, BUT THEY MIGHT GET BACK TOGETHER SOMEDAY.My crossover otp: Him and Noodle and Rucksack, because only duck butt will understand this. :v My brotp/friendship otp: Aang, because – just because. They’re obviously cool and chill around each other, and think of each other as good friends.Character headcanon: His reputation was everything to him before he was ostracized; he went to great lengths to appear outwardly controlled, when inside he was a disaster waiting to erupt.

[naito-san]

"Hey Riku, do you have one of those lollipops hidden underneath that crotch?" //winks

He could only blink back at the other at his doorstep, much too tired to even fire any ill-ridden venom at the blonde. "Seriously, Rucksack? You wake me up just when I've settled down after dishing out candy...to tell me that I have a sweet dick?"

Riku paused then, not sure as to whether he should take the mean route or uncaring route. "...Sure, why not. I'll take that as a compliment, whatever -- now get off of my porch." And with that, he closed the door and turned up to his room with a loud yawn.

[valorest]

"Screw that Riku of yours, and be miiine. I'll give you the whole galaxy, and stars. Show you the world on a stole Jeep, so rooomantic issn't ut? Baby, beee miiinnneeee."

"Since when did I have anybody? Roxas, I get it. I'll spend some more time with you, so you don't need to get wasted as much. I'm pretty sure chocobo butt would appreciate this a whole lot more."

[valorest]

"BUT SMACKING MARATHON." Smacks butt.

[valorest]

Drink [you text me that you're coming over to my house], Sleep [ sleep over? and for some reason you forgot to wear boxers omg], Confess [you're drunk soo]; HAVE FUN

On the evening of September 7, Friday, Roxas Dunstan receives one (1) text at approximately eleven p.m. at night from a number he doesn’t recognize.

rox im coimn over pls opan door ok??? u shud **i mean shuold

He’s left to ponder the indeterminably ambiguous sentence fragment used in lieu of an actual coherent statement, but he pads down to his front door regardless, unbolts the lock, sets it ajar, and waits on the lowermost step of the stairway.  

After a foreseeable lifetime, there’s a resounding bang in the foyer, a shuffle of steps, and then Sora staggers through the entryway and topples into Roxas’s arms, burying his face in the crook of the other’s neck, arms wound tight around the other’s torso. “Hey, rucksack. ~ Hey, rucksack. I missed you so, so much.” he drawls incoherently, attempting to stay cognizant in the haze of full-blown inebriation. “You smell nice. You smell like home. Like my islands.”

“.. Why you aren’t wearing a shirt, Porcupine? Not that I don’t particularly mind, but it is cold out.”

Sora mumbles something like an expletive into the boy’s skin, inhaling deeply. “It was there just a second ago. Did you get my message, by the way? I must’ve sent it to you like a million times! It wouldn’t send, y’know. It wouldn’t send.”

There’s a strange silence for one moment, and then, “I can’t believe you actually got drunk. The world must be ending.”

The brunet sets his cheek on Roxas’s shoulder, nestling right into an intoxicated stupor, eyes half-lidded. “Can I sleep over? Pleaaaaaase? I’m a good boy. Mama Taco  says I am. She’s always lookin’ out for me. She’s got blue hair, Roxas. Blue hair! Can you believe that?!”

Something between a laugh and a sigh reverberates in Roxas’s windpipe. “If you want to stay, you gotta’ change first, Porcupine. You stink. All offense intended.”

“Mhm.” Sora begins to pull at each individual shoe in a leisurely deliberate manner, undoing his jeans zipper and – 

“Shit, not here! Everyone can see you, for Christ’s sake – ..!” Roxas disentangles from the embrace and slams the door shut, grabbing the brunet’s wrist and yanking Sora up the stairs two at a time, effectively ending his short-lived attempt at juvenile voyeurism. 

Handing him the first shirt and pair of pants in sight, he bustled him into the bathroom. “Now change. You can do that much, right?” He’s about to release the knob in pulling the door shut when Sora’s slurred voice interrupts, yet again.

“.. I’m gonna’ need some boxers too, Roxas.” 

Fifteen minutes later, the guy is literally worming himself under the covers beside the blond, that same glazed, half-bemused pout playing on his lips as he shimmies close. “What’s he find so appealing about you, huh? You do favors for him or somethin’?” Sora mutters, voice drawn low to a whisper.

“I have no idea who you’re talking about.” Roxas furrows his brow; in the muted light, Sora’s eyes appear ambivalent, indistinct around the edges. A whole minute passes, and then he finds himself pinned down on the bed, which is more of an understatement than anything else. Suffice to say, he doesn’t bat an eye as the other boy presses down.

“That big, dumb chocobo butt. With that big, dumb face of his.” The boy huffs hotly, inflections affronted on the last syllable. His breath reeks of liquor and spirits and jealous envy. “Cloud likes you more! He told me so himself! He said – he said you were a better kisser!” Indignant, Sora cranes his head close, lips almost ghosting over Roxas’s mouth, grip over the blond’s wrists tightening. “I bet I could kiss even better than him, y’know. I’d knock you right out. I’d be better for you.” He relents, eventually. “Hmph. You’re kinda’ annoying sometimes, banana boy. You’re a little crazy, too. And you’re always making fun of me.”

He rolls over on his side, releasing his hold with an exhale. “But you’re cute. And you’re fun to be around. I think I get why Cloud likes you so much.”