“Did no one remember my birthday? What’s this April Fools stuff? Captain Usopp calls for his crew to join him for cake!”
“I’m never leaving this blanket nest ever again.” Kai said after having coming home from a werewolf shift and it had rained on him. The omega snuggled further into the blankets.
“Ah’m pow’ful hungry… Kinna lonesome, too. S’pose it’s on account of my runnin’ from everyone who tries t’ spend time with me.”
“Umaumamama,” he says, nodding sagely. He knows what he’s talking about.
‘ it’s not about how strong you are , it’s about how badly you want to beat your opponent. ‘
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asgar held in a sigh before looking at his papers. he’d been interviewing a handful today already and each one had seemed more daft than the previous. he knew that maybe he didn’t have much room to be picky about who he hired, but he really wanted his little coffee shop to keep thriving and be the little northern star in his life. it was both an escape from the old and a birth of a brand new reality for him, all at the same time. he quickly skimmed the job application on his desk before he got up and walked to the door, opening it up and calling out their name. dressed in browns and blacks, a turtleneck complimenting his wavy hair for a softer appearance, he smiled at the other and gestured his hand to the chair in front of his desk. “ take a seat, please, “ he politely began their conversation, “ my name is asgar kwon as you may know. “ he sat down upon the bigger chair behind the desk, where plants spilled over the edges. “ so.. despite having no barista experience whatsoever, or bartending or anything of the sorts, you still think i should hire you, “ he said in a teasingly manner, in no way condescending or degrading, almost like friendly banter, “ why? “
❝ Quarantine? ❞ Rapunzel must have had an incredulous look on her face.
Again? She’d have to be stuck in a building again? The very thought made her shudder. Still, she’d stand tall. This was for the health of humanity, after all. It was a bit of a bigger problem than her. Still, it made her anxious to think about how long it might last. Thank God she had company. At least she wouldn’t be alone. Even if she couldn’t get closer than 6 ft, she’d still do her best to feel comforted by their presence. Giving them her best smile, she went on.
❝ I can handle quarantine– I’ve had my fair share of practice, after all. ❞
Now she’d just have to figure out what to do. There was poetry, baking, paper mache– you name it. Should worse come to worse, she could always paint a few walls. She used to do it all the time. Now, of course, she had become quite accustomed to freedom. It felt as if she was moving backwards into Hell. Stagnant and static, she took a deep breath and prepared for it.
❝ Is there anything to do around here? Or do I need to get inventive? ❞
Open to females | Plot - based off of the series Love is Blind. The weeks in the pods are over and it’s time to go out into the real-ish world. The couples have to figure out how to live together before their wedding where they will be living together, that is if they say ‘I Do’ when they get to the alter.
Parker was new to this, he was used to females throwing themselves at him with his career being an NFL quarterback. Though he was a rookie, he was still getting attention left and right so the fact that he agreed to do this dating show during the post-season was beyond him and anyone else really. He knew this was going to be strenuous especially once they get back in contact with the outside world. Being away from his phone was relaxing though now he was missing his social media accounts and talking to his friends. Parker walked out of the bedroom and into the living room. “So we really can’t have our wedding theme be superheroes?” He asked, looking at his fiancee as he was serious.
Open to Males (25+) | Plot - A Rockstar muse who lets all the fame get to his head and thinks every girl wants him and he’s just a fucking dick cus of daddy issues and the public making him this god awful person ( which he kinda is ) and then he has a ship with a girl who is his new assistant and she gets tired of dealing with his bullshit and calls him out and he’s like whoa,,, ur hot,,,, and it’s just this hateful relationship full of arguing and insults and maybe sexual tension ?
Paige was growing tired of the constant attitude that her boss had. She was his assistant but she wasn’t going to keep putting up with the disrespect anymore. She walked into the recording studio when she had enough. She was tired of hearing him bitch about how something minor wasn’t going his way. “God, you’ve got to be fucking kidding me. Just stop. You need a reality check and you need fast because this isn’t going to be a thing that we’re going to keep doing. You’re making a big deal out of nothing because you can and no one will tell you that you’re wrong but if I have to best believe that I will. The song sucks and I hope you fix it. Here’s your damn green juice.” She said putting the bottle down then took her seat on the couch and put her headphones on and started working on his schedule.
“Why did i become the butt of the joke NOW?!”
There is an angry angry siren stomping around arms flailing. “WHO DID IT!?” His hair, his lovingly kept hair had been shaven off in his sleep. And he did not rock the shaved head look at all. “I’m gonna murder!”
“Great news, guys. Me and Annie are having a baby.”
“What the hell was that?” Kookie whispered as he looked around the abandoned warehouse. He thought he was alone, camera in one hand and phone in the other as he made his way inside. It looked smaller from the outside, but as soon as he had entered, it was as if the building grew. He shivered, making his way slowly around the building. He was quite the skeptical one when people say places were abandoned, most of the time it was other’s just messing with their group or it was them doing things without them realizing they were making noises. He decided to go alone (which could be the worst idea he had yet) and try to see if he could prove to himself either ghosts are real or if what can be heard is easily explained away.
“Gotta admit, this place definitely has a creepy vibe to it.” He muttered as he used his camera to look around. As he continued through the building a knock could be heard off to his right, causing him to turn a little to find where the knock came from. He made his way over to the source and saw something hanging. He took it to the wall as if a breeze had done it and it made the same noise, nodding as he turned away. “Debunked number one.” He muttered as he moved away now heading down a hallway.
It is April Fool’s, and Fran has devised a great prank to play! She waited behind a corner, snickering to herself as she watched the door. It was slightly ajar, with a sack of feathers resting on top of it. Who will be her first victim?
open to M/M - Jacob is a bottom
Jacob hated this, despised getting into trouble when he hadn’t meant to do anything wrong. “Please, let me make this up to you,” he pleaded, holding onto the other’s arm in attempt to keep them from leaving. “I’ll be so good. I’ll be your best boy. Please let me make it up to you.” His voice was wavering and he didn’t want to cry, but it was there anyway, his sensitivity and vulnerability shining through his tone. “Please,” he begged.
There was a sound of clucking heard distantly in the castle. A certain blonde peeked around the corner, waiting for the coast to be clear. She had a plan. And she was ready to unleash chaos on the castle of Radiant Garden.
Flavio, upon realizing it’s now 4/20 for an entire month, “So, who wants to smoke with me~?”