C o n l a n M a t h e r s !!
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[size=7pt]awesome!! i await your post with major excitement x)))))[/size]
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[size=7pt]gr8 form !! i'll write up the first reply asap ~[/size]
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C o n l a n M a t h e r s !!
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[size=7pt]"smile, smile if you can
if you can't i'll under stand"///
The day was dull for a summer evening, storm clouds billowed ahead and leaves turned to catch the certain raindrops to come. It wasn't chilly, rather humid actually- weather Conlan didn't quite enjoy much at all. He found himself on this particular day seated in a small cafe, a secluded, little joint he'd discovered out on a walk one day or another. Rarely anyone found their way to the place, and the dirty blonde had to wonder how they managed to stay open. He hardly saw anyone else their either, except for the occasional lucky, hipster or two.
Conlan sat in the same spot as always, in a cushioned corner of the tiny room, laptop set up on the table as he typed away with fever and sipped and blew on what he assumed was his third cup of coffee. The people who worked their never really minded his presence, quite enjoyed his company when was chatting instead of writing away on his computer. An employee even was working on a novel of her own, and the two writer's had hit it off pretty spectacularly.
A ringing snapped him out of his zone of writing, brown eyes peeking up over the edge of his screen to feed his curiousity. His dark eyes widened at the sight, having to blink quickly. Conlan wondered if he happened to be seeing things. He aburptly stood, arms folding snugly across his chest as he stared forward at the boy- or rather man now, he could assume. "Ashton?" He called, risking the embarrassment of possibly finding out it wasn't in fact his old friend. [/size]
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C o n l a n M a t h e r s !!
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[size=7pt]"smile, smile if you can
if you can't i'll under stand"///
He was shocked to say the very least, but nonetheless ecstatic to see the boy who'd left a few years back. Yet, he managed to maintain his cool even with the excitement bubbling and building up inside him. He couldn't stop the rosy tint that colored his pale cheeks however; that was unavoidable. Along with the large, stupid grin that spread across his features, fully showing off his teeth in the process.
He didn't make a move to embrace the other, just slumped back into his corner seat, still looking up at him with that wide grin. He did extend a hand however, hoping Ashton would take it. "Long time, no see, Ash." Conlan greeted with a curt nod of his head towards the other, then a single nod towards the other seat at his table, "Sit with me?" He asked, not waiting for an answer out of the other before beginning to fold up his laptop and tuck it away into his messenger's bag. "What're you doing in this part of the woods? I thought you moved to Nevada or whatever, not Jersey."[/size]
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J o e y B a r o n e !!
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[size=7pt]yesssss <33333[/size]
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[size=7pt]don't be sorry omg <33333 he is adorable asdfghjkl
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[size=7pt]It never occurred to Joesph that making new friends could lead to the loss of another. He never even imagined the friend he would've been loosing would be his best friend either, yet when that unexpected thought became reality Joey didn't do much to stop it. He simply watched the path of popularity unravel before him, leaving his best friend behind in the dust. It was as if he hadn't even noticed Adrian had fallen off his bandwagon of friends, probably pushed for that matter, maybe it got too crowded? There wasn't enough room and someone decided Adrian just needed to jump onto a new cart, maybe he, himself decided that.
Joey never wanted it to be this way, Joey just wanted his friend back now that it was too late. Two whole years late. In ninth grade the two paths were paved, and the two boys had been walking for two long years, but now Joey would back peddle. He'd attempt to forge the friendship that once was, hopefully bring back the infamous, unstoppable duo of Joey and Adrian. He had a fire in his green eyes, one only sparked alive when he determined, and boy was the fire burning higher then ever now.
School passed uneventfully enough, the whole time green optics focused on the familiar figure of an old friend. Hell, something crazy could've went down but would Joesph have paid any attention to it? No, all of his attention was given already, settled on Adrian. Even until the end of the day at exactly three o' clock. The other must've felt eyes on him more then once that day, and if the boy thought he had finally escaped that horrible, gut twisting feeling now, he was dead wrong. "Hey, Adrian!" Joey's voice rang out above the rest of the hustle and bustle of various other adolescents in the courtyard, sprinting forward to easily catch up with the other male. He curved around him, stopping dead in front of him and giving a wide grin, hopefully one that didn't make him uncomfortable. This situation probably made Adrian uncomfortable, considering they hadn't spoken in two years. "Hey, uh, can we talk, or could I, uh, ask you something?"[/size]
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[size=7pt]"smile, smile if you can
if you can't i'll under stand"///
Conlan couldn't help but find his old friend's smile refreshing, like a cool wave had curled over him, making goosebumps prick the pale skin of his arms and legs. It was obviously nostalgic, letting memories flood back to him of days when things were easier and their features were soft- hell, Conlan's features had always remained soft. He'd hardly changed over the years, it was frightening really, although it was a plus he'd always be adorable, and he'd surely flaunted that attribute when he could. It was quite intriguing to observe how Ash was changing over the years anyway, how his features sharpened, body toned, and he sprouted like a damn weed. Conlan just sort of seemed stuck, but he hardly minded, he busied himself little with his own physical appearance.
"It's nice to see your pretty face around here as well, it's quite a sight for sore eyes really," Conlan was already starting up again, a playful smirk stretching over his face as he leaned forward, resting his head in his palm, fingers pressing to his chin. "Business trip? Interesting," He commented, blinking lazily, "I'm down here for the whole summer for a reason that's about the same as yours." The blonde admitted, quickly leaning back and refolding his arms over his chest, glancing out the large window in the front of the shop. "I decided to take up a career in writing. I'm staying at my parents beach house alone to concentrate on the novel, you know, clear my mind." His brown eyes drifted back to the other, gently tapping his shin with the toe of his shoe. "What profession are you in now? Knowing you it's something difficult to obtain a good cash inflow with, just as mine is."[/size]
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[size=7pt]Well, Joey could already feel his stomach twist and body tense, hands curling into tight fists at his sides. God damn, it was like he was asking someone out. It wasn't like Joey would be exactly opposed to that idea either, seeing as he'd always sort of admired the other's attributes, just about from the top of his head to his ankles- Joey was a bit biased towards anyone's feet. He didn't care for that part of the human body. But hey, enough about the brunette's anti-foot fetish and more about how Adrian was still as attractive as the other could recall.
His hands fidgeted nervously as he stared up at the other, grin dulling down. "Well I know we haven't spoke in a.. more then a little while," He admitted at a tentative, almost cautious pace, like he was weighing the affect of each word more carefully then he usually would. "I was.. I wanted to maybe..." He paused. His confidence was deteriorating at a shocking rate, because he was scared he'd get turned down. Just about every way Adrian could have possibly rejected his offer coursed through his mind, mentally preparing himself for it. He never was much of a positive thinker in situations like this. Who was? "Like, hang out? Maybe just for a bit I mean I've uhm," He was hesitating again, unsure if he should admit his feelings, "I've missed you dude.."[/size]
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[size=7pt]Waiting for Adrian to answer was worse then getting impaled through the chest and bleeding out slowly, which Joey knew was a horrifically painful thing to go through, but at the moment the tension racking up in his brain was surely about to kill him just as painfully and slowly as the sharp object through his chest would've. His clothes felt tight too tight and way too warm, and he already could feel his hands become clammy from worrying.
When Adrian actually excepted however, now Joey figured his heart was going to burst from excitement. Hell, that would've been painful too, but at least it'd be quick. "Oh. Oh! Cool!" He was positively beaming at the other as he wiped away the sticky sweat from his hands to his dark jeans. He really hadn't anticipated that response, but that didn't seem to be a problem. And Adrian admitting he'd actually missed him too? Maybe Joe was dead, maybe he should've been checking his back for a newly sprouted pair of wings, or a golden halo atop his head?
"Awesome man," He sighed, voice absolutely brimming with happiness and relief, his confidence coming back ten times more powerful then it had been before he'd questioned Adrian about hanging out. "I was thinking we could just walk around town? Maybe go to the park?" He suggested with a slight shrug of his shoulders, bouncing on his heels.[/size]
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Alpha [1/1]: Bryant Haphter [Matthew Gray Gubler]
[The leader of the pack, usually the one who proves to be the best at fighting or has the most cunning and brains to outsmart others in a fight. Most times an Alpha will be a male, because generally the males in the pack have more prowess in brute strength. If a female does come out on top in a fight to be Alpha, it will usually be from her cunning and smarts. The Alpha can be taken down from their position if the other pack members do not fully trust them.]Beta Male [0/1]: Name - Face Claim
[The [i]male second in command of the pack. He helps the Alpha lead along with the Beta Female. They are in charge of training sessions with the rest of the pack, and get a say in positions of the other werewolves. If the Alpha was to ever die, they would not be allowed to take over and must consult with one another to choose a new leader for the pack.][/i]Beta Female [0/1]: Name - Face Claim
[The [i]female second in command of the pack. She helps the Alpha lead along with the Beta Male. They are in charge of training sessions with the rest of the pack, and get a say in positions of the other werewolves. If the Alpha was to ever die, they would not be allowed to take over and must consult with one another to choose a new leader for the pack.][/i]Battle Commander [0/1]: Name - Face Claim
[The werewolf who is skilled in battle strategy and fighting, evenly matched for males and females alike. Basically a General or Captain of fighting. Assists the Beta's when they lead the training sessions. Can very well become leader.]Subordinates [0/Unlimited]: Open
[Every other member of the pack. They all participate in training sessions, fight other bordering packs who threaten their pack, care for other members, and just follow the rules of the higher ups. If they challenge the Alpha and lose, they are bumped down to Omega, but if they beat the Alpha they can take over and banish the Alpha from the pack or just bump him to Omega.Omegas [0/Unlimited]: Open
[The lowest of the low in the pack. They are not fully trusted members. Maybe they did something in their past, or perhaps just new here?]
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C o n l a n M a t h e r s !!
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if you can't i'll under stand"///
Conlan raised an eyebrow at the other, lips still curved upwards into his rare, playful smirk, reserved for those who he deemed worthy of it- those he thought he could get a good lay out of, or a friend. Ashton was both, although Conny thought he'd potentially be much more then a friendly bang, rather preferring the other to be more. He'd known him quite long enough, as well as pinned after the brunette since his deep brown eyes first settled on him, but to risk that now, after not seeing him for two years straight? That was laughable. It seemed as if Ashton's appearance was altered tremendously, but his personality seemed to have remained unfazed.
"I can only imagine. Life without me? I'm guessing it's as positively dreadful as it sounds." He crossed his legs neatly, hands now pushed into his lap and curled together. It was odd how talkative he was around Ash, how he didn't dread holding a conversation with him, not that Conlan ever did, the blonde just never enjoyed holding long conversations with people other then the tall brunette, and no one other then Ashton could pull one out of him.
"You'll get good pictures from here, I can assure you of that," Conlan assured him with a more relaxed smile, taking a long sip of his warm, bitter flavored drink. "And Ash, it isn't the easiest job to make money in, like writing or painting, practically any of the arts. It was as much of an insult to you as it was to myself." He wasn't surprised in the slightest with Ash's career of choice, neither of them were very interested in sports, never talked of becoming a famous football player or anything of the sort. They were always were an unusual pair, or Conlan would've described them as such.
"Also Ashie-Poo," Conlan teased in a feminine tone, fluttering his long, dark lashes at Ashton jokingly, "You're always welcome to stay with me." He winked, attempting to hold back his grin, "But what will my father say?" He suddenly gasped, acting scandalized. His one hand slapped to his chest and fingers curled into his shirt, while the other fanned him, as if he was heating up.[/size]
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[size=7pt]"smile, smile if you can
if you can't i'll under stand"///
The first reply given from Conlan was a simple scoff, now his turn to roll his dark brown eyes at Ashton's statements. His arms went back to their usual position, folded snugly over his chest while his eyes remained squinted just slightly at the other boy. Even when the other reached out to stroke a thumb gently over his cheek he hardly made a move to dodge it, just blinked once and let his grin broaden significantly. The pad of his hand felt warm and almost soothing against his soft cheek, and Conlan would be a damn liar if he said he didn't relish the sensation.
Daring to play his cards, Conlan's hand slowly traveled to delicately rest atop the other's. He smiled just faintly and stared through half lidded brown hues right into hues of hazel before turning his head to nuzzle into the palm of Ash's hand before placing a soft kiss there, feeling his chapped lips fit nicely into the dip of his hand. The gentle kiss lingered, but only for a moment due to Conlan being reluctant to pull away from the comforting warmth. His fingers drifted away and curled around his coffee cup, taking a long swig with his brown eyes fluttering closed before finally letting his eyes glance back to Ashton. His frisky smile reappeared after a short moment of staring, fingers tapping a rhythm into his upper arm.
"I've missed you quite a lot, you big lug." If he was being perfectly honest, he missed Ashton more then a lot. Hell, he missed his best friend more then he missed his parents that one time the two of them went away to summer camp when they were twelve and he had cried his eyes out about wanting to home for the first few nights. Conny had cried once or twice after he'd left, but that was a fact he'd take the grave with him, a fact that if anyone had found it out he probably would've been engulfed in flames and his ego realistically would've snapped into bits. "So anyways, you make a new best friend after you moved? Or, once you got a taste of this," He gestured to himself, "You couldn't find anyone as good?"[/size]
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[size=7pt]His eyes followed his hands instead of the other's face, focused simply on how he adjusted his dark beanie then attempted to rid his shirt of any wrinkles. From what Joey could observe it was effective, and from what else he could tell he was frightening himself quite a bit with how closely he observed his friend's movements. Or how he examined the soft creases on his forehead and the royal blue of his iris. It wasn't like he hadn't always been a bit more observant and engrossed with deeper, more complex thoughts when around Adrian. Psh. Not at all. Definitely not thoughts of how kis- And then he let his brain wander a bit too far over the imaginary line and he backed the f.ck up.
"Nervous? Hahahahahahahaha- nope. Why would I be?" Lying never was something he was really good at. Joey knew that too, telling himself it was cringe-worthy. "I mean well," Now he was hesitating, "It's just that I was scared, ya'know? That you'd reject me or something like that.." He trailed off, twiddling his thumbs. He shrugged his shoulders as his eyes now focused on his shoes, unsure where else they could settle.[/size]
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[size=7pt]hello uwu
the title practically says it all.
just give a suggestion and plot idea for a bxb or gxg roleplay and bam one of us will make a thread and make all the love happen on it.please no death or dying or anything related to that kind of thread they make me cry ok asdfghjklp.s. werewolf bxb roleplays give me life
best friend turned lover roleplays give me life too omf
so do slow build roleplaysssss omgokok just ok
thanks for reading just give a suggestion or whatever imma stop typing nowwww[/size]