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Got a few replies done, and hopefully will do some more tomorrow and start posing them. Wanna actually make a dent in what I've got before it starts piling up...you know...more

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GET TO KNOW ABC’S : MUN EDITION. ( REPOST, don’t reblog )

tagged by: Took it tagging: You should do it ~

a . age: 33

b . birthplace: The same hospital as Bruce Springsteen

c . current time: 10:00PM

d . drink you had last: A raspberry Arizona iced tea

f . favorite current song(s): I never have a good answer to these things. Idk what I like. I'm not a real person.

e . easiest person(s) to talk to: Depends on what I wanna talk about, but generally my mischief companion, @indestructiblelittlefxcker

g . goals: Man, I am just trying to vibe

h . horror yes or horror no: HORROR YES

i . in love ?: Nope, and sometimes I wonder if I even have the capacity

j . jealous of people: I mean, I'm a human being, so yes. But like, not to the point I do anything. Just let myself feel it then let it pass, y'know?

k . killed someone: Now, why would I tell you that?

l . love at first sight or should i walk by again ?: I'm going to bite you.

m . middle name: I share my middle name with the name of a university (not named for it, just a coincidence)

n . number of siblings: There's only one of me, which is fun but also gives me a weird wistful and lonely feeling from time to time.

o . one wish: The world right now needs more than just one wish.

q . questions you’re always asked: People don't often ask me questions.

s . song you last sang: I was humming "Ballad" to myself earlier from Dead Outlaw.

t . top 3 fictional characters: Kevin my beloved boy, Orin Scrivello DDS (Little Shop of Horrors), and any of my personal OCs tbh

u . unexperienced or experienced writer: I'd say pretty experienced. I've been writing in various forms for basically my whole life, and I'm always done well in writing and literature classes.

v . vacation: Uhh....I usually just vacation to other parts of New Jersey, what with us having the shore and all. Would be nice to take a BIG vacation one day...like, I have traveled but not that much recently.

w . when’s your birthday: December 19th

x . x - rays: Not recently, the last one I got was probably at the dentist?

y . your favorite food: I'll eat pretty much anything from the water and be happy.

z . zodiac sign: Unfriendly Sagittarius

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Catching up on the dash since I was busy this weekend, and tomorrow will be for replies.

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ok i'll bite. *just starts fucking biting you*

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pins by Abprallen

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happy pride month to the fuck tree I guess

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Had a lil adventure yesterday to go see the 1975 movie, which remains absolutely buckwild but also dear to my heart ❤️

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"Yeah, neither was I," Kevin replies, smiling in an attempt to be friendly. Now that his eyes were used to the brightness, he could get a better look at the person he'd nearly run over. Slightly built and blonde, Kevin feels like maybe he recognizes him, but that could have easily been because he made a habit of keeping an eye out for guys like this everywhere he went. But no...no, he knew this guy, not personally, but his face was ringing a bell. Those eyes he had on him were much too intense to forget. Of course, the iceskating world is not one Kevin is at all a part of so a name doesn't come to him.

What draws his attention next is the pack of cigarettes and the lighter that accompanied it. Now, normally, Kevin would have let the conversation end with his reply, but he had nowhere else to be be and no one else to talk to. He points as casually as he can to the items in the other's hand. "Mind if I join you?"

HE'S BEEN HERE ALL DAY, going on thirteen hours. but he's got three hours left. he's not going to back off and go home simply because his body hurts. he has to see this through to the end. but he will give himself a break. just a fifteen minute one, long enough to go out and have a cigarette. guard blades on, pack of cigarettes and lighter out of the bag. music off, airpod stored away. he'll just decompress for fifteen minutes and then get back to it. no rest for an olympian. it's just him and one of the building owners, but he gets asked where he's going and if he needs anything, but he just responds that he's fine and he'll be back soon. WHY DO HUMANS NEVER MIND THEIR OWN BUSINESS ?? as if he isn't the nosiest vampire this side of the missisippi. he blames it on 'curiosity,' but really he just likes to be in everyone else's business. he's not paying any attention when he steps outside of the rink and into the lobby, running into someone. they apologise, which finally gets alexei to snap back into reality.

❝ is fine, i was not paying attention. ❞

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He probably could have been more graceful, but it wasn't like he went around climbing through windows all that often. When you could pick locks you often had the luxury of using door and all. Still, he sets his feet on the floor and straightens up, practically beaming down at Mapplethorpe. Normally, he would have been much more sparing with his friendliness, but he just felt so good. So energized.

"Can't a guy just visit?" He slings his arm around Mapplethorpe's shoulders, pulling him against him in something like a hug. Kevin absolutely had ulterior motives, but with his mind firing off in every direction, it was hard to focus on just one. He nods at Mapplethorpe's offer. Maybe a little light substance abuse would slow his thoughts down enough for him to string his thoughts together more cohesively. "Was out walkin' and thought, hey...you know who'd love to see me right now? Mapplethorpe. And I was right."

oh, thank god that he noticed him, then! there is something horrifying about someone breaking into your room through the window, let alone with their fists. ( not to mention, felicity would be less than pleased if kevin ended up punching through mapplethorpe's window. ) he can't help but look at kevin, adoration obvious in his face for a moment as kevin grins at him. ( he's so dreamy! )

he can't help but let out a laugh whenever kevin's tongue seems to poke out at the side of his mouth, a playful roll of his eyes as he takes a step back or two. he'll motion into his dimly lit bedroom, grin spreading on his features. "well, come in, then! no lolligaggin'. mum isn't going to like you lettin' out all the heat," it was june, it was getting quite chilly outside. "so, uh---....what do you want? want me to pack a bowl?"

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"Alright, now see...that's not really winning me over. I like having my eyes, Didi." This was a dangerous game to be playing, but Kevin does have a bit of a thing for risk. Ironically, this is getting him a bit more interested in the scheme, even if Kevin still isn't sure about getting his hands dirty with actual murder. Actually killing someone sounded like so much work. "Does he really need to be dead? Can't we like...lock him in a basement or something? They'll declare him dead eventually."

The groan stops abruptly— Mainly so she could stare at him undeterred. "Why are you lying to me. You hurt me by not wanting to bump off my bitch of a father and now you lie to my face. Why are you doing this?" She honestly thought offering him a cigarette would have sealed the deal; two if he started negotiating. "Value your time— do you value having both your eyes in their sockets, hm? Those just pop right out."

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Well, that was one way to express your frustration, and Kevin immediately feels his whole body tense. Roman was hard to predict and very well could make good on that threat if he really wanted to. "Easy does it, Rom. This face belongs to you. It'd be a shame to ruin it."

˚　.˚　　　.　　. 　 ˚　.　☠︎ "I can break your fucking face. See how much you get called handsome then." That's taking this much farther than it needed to be, but it's the first response that comes to his head as anger fills him further with that response.

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He should have told him to fuck off. Or maybe he ought to have just gotten up and left himself, but Kevin doesn't say anything right away, doesn't get up. He remains still, except for his eyes that move just enough to look up at Mapplethorpe. Why did he feel so damn compelled to say something to him? Maybe it was because Kevin has no one else to tell, no one who might actually listen. And maybe he thinks Mapplethorpe doesn't have anyone he'd tell either. Maybe Chester, but Kevin doesn't think very much about him anyway. "It's not even anything interesting. It's just family shit, alright? You happy now?" Kevin grips the edge of the bench, needing to put his hands on something if it wasn't going to be Mapplethorpe's neck. "You're so fuckin' nosy."

a loud grunt followed by a groan leaves him whenever kevin smacks him upside the head hard. there is a moment where his m tos are ringing and his vision blurs, causing him to blink rapidly. he should have expected that but he had to save face, you know? ( he let the fact he cared about his bully leak through and he couldn't have that! ) he can't help but feel a sudden rush of anger at the smack, a scowl on his features as he looks back to kevin. who---....is looking back at the ground. this seems to dim the anger in him slightly. ( until he made that comment, anyways. ) "hey, fuck you, dude. i'm not the one acting like a little emo bitch. what's got your panties in a bunch? seriously."

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Each word stung a little more than the last, death by a thousand blows to Kevin's considerable ego. There was a narrative he'd been telling himself for years now this soothe himself when he thought back to what had happened, but it all fell apart when Evgeni was standing right in front of him. Kevin could be dense, there was no denying that, but not even he could convince himself that Evgeni was anything other than hurting.

"That's not true," he replies, though his voice is weaker than he wanted it to be. Sure, he hadn't been the most attentive, but he didn't think he had gone so far as to actual abandon his friend. "I came looking for you. I know I shouldn't have left you alone at first, but I came back. I really did."

Kevin realizes this all sounds like an elaborate line, like he's trying to cover up for his own bad behavior, and that isn't completely untrue, but he is being honest as far as he knows. "I tried to track you, but I'd waited too long. You were gone."

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For once, Evgeni stands firm. He needs to know. For far too long he has been dwelling on what conspired between them. And Kevin was right. He had told him his biggest secret, which should have been enough to make him believe that Kevin was being honest with him.

And Evgeni had even agreed to be turned, which could not be a more direct way to tell someone that you trusted them. So if Kevin was honest and could trust Evgeni with his deepest, darkest secret, then why? Why did Kevin deny him?

"...So you could tell me all that. You could turn me. But you...you couldn't—you left me, Kevin." He was willing to lose a life he knew so well and a family he could rely on, willing to risk so much because he wanted to live his new life with Kevin. Was it such an outlandish idea? Where else would a new werewolf turn to than the one who made them? "I needed you."

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Dead Outlaw is closing the week before I was gonna see it again. This is tragic and I guess RIP to my money since it doesn't look like there's gonna be any refunds. I had hoped all the Tony nominations (even if they didn't win) would get them through the summer but I guess not!

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I don't want to be at work 😔