3M3RLii3 UNiiV3RSiiTY [OPEN&&ACCEPTING]

[m o o s i e p o p s]

ii D0 N0T L ii 3 K GR33N 3GGS && H4M, S4M ii 4M:

Sam tilted his head at his new boyfriend's answer. Ian, antisocial? Never in his year of knowing the blonde had he been untalkative. The boy was always rattling on about something, being the life of the party, goofing around, doing something. The twenty year old shook his head in wonder. "How did that happen? You were always supposed to be the outgoing one of us. Weird." He breathed.

But it pleased the boy a little to know he wasn't the only one that was left a wreck after everything ended. Self reinvention, at least the physical changes took a while to explain to his family. They had thought he went insane, being alone more than usual and suddenly dying his hair and getting a lip ring. Samson squeezed Ian's hand, and gave a small smile. It was just the best feeling being with him again. This time, they were for real, official. No more band to get in the way, no more secret romance. It seemed all too good to be real.

Now nothing can take you a w a y from me
We've been down that road before
But that's over now
You k e e p me comin' back for more

[m o o s i e p o p s]

PiiCTUR35 0F Y0U, PiiCTUR35 0F M3
Such a task as going to the movies with a guy that you were interested in, but had pride not to show your emotions was proving to be extremely difficult. Jesse clenched her jaw, in a small try to prevent her from making even the slightest of noises. A few times she would forget about her water and Skittles, the multicolored orbs just resting in her mouth as she watched the film. She'd remember about them suddenly after the scene was finished and continue eating them, thus beginning the continuous cycle.

If she was going to do anything about this, she wouldn't show Koido if she was scared- not over her dead body. The nineteen year old wouldn't even let herself flinch at the movie, nor would she look away. But just for her ease of mind, the redhead's hands were always holding the pouch of candies or the water. A few occasions she would be sipping through her straw and suddenly stop, staring at the screen in disbelief. The cinematography was good, and she was a little scared, she would admit. But never aloud, those kinds of things were never permitted out of the Chinese mix's mouth.

You gotta be bad, you gotta be bold
You gotta be wiser, you gotta be hard
You gotta be tough, you gotta be stronger
You gotta be cool, you gotta be calm
You gotta stay together
All I know, all I know, love will save the day.

[tangle buddies]

x3_Ian-Aii->[[Isn’t t00 h4rd t0 s33 w3‘r3 in h34v3n]] says:

Ian loved the way he was feeling. Everything about it seemed too wonderful for words. He couldn't wipe the grin from his face. Having Sam back was about as amazing as it could get. What made it better was the lack of a band. He didn't have to care about who saw him stealing a kiss from the brunette, or who saw him trying to sneak into Sam's bed. He couldn't believe it.

Glancing up at Sam, he noticed something new about the boy. Another piercing. He smirked at the taller male, "I see you got a new piercing. What number is this? Six? Seven?"

He laughed lightly at comment, reaching up and tapping the new piercing with his free hand. It suited Sam for some reason, Ian noted.

"I'm kidding. It looks amazing. You look amazing."

"It starts in my toes,
Makes me crinkle my nose.
Wherever it goes, I always know
That you make me smile.
Please stay for a while now.”
Colbie Calliat

[.Jade.Ariel.]

This M3TH0D 4CTiiNG, well, I call that LiiViiNG.

Camryn smiled as the other rose to meet her, brushing a piece of her bang back. She listened to his reply; it was normal and nice enough for her, so she replied to him with a half-smile on her face. "Oh, I'm pretty good. Just kinda bored, to be honest. A lot of people seem to be nice enough, but when they get caught up in their own little conversations, it makes you hesitant to just walk up and introduce yourself, you know?" She gestured behind her to the blonde and brunette pair behind her, who were off in their own little world.

"I just kinda saw you and figured we could chat or something, if you had nothing better to do." She smiled, playing with her fingers, twirling her ring around her pinky, her legs spread out, one bent a little as it rested on top of a protruding tree root. "I'm Camryn, and you are?" She knew she had rambled a little bit, but it didn't phase her at all. She tended to ramble, unless she really didn't have anything to say about the subject.

...There is no beginning to the story...

[mizzshy]

~ { Ivy Rose Robinson... } ~
~ { ...Hedera Helix... } ~

Ivy smiled back and the pair of them moved over to the desk so that she could get out the book she'd picked up- Oedipus Rex. She'd read up on the reading lists for the year and seen the title there. Having already read Othello, she'd decided to investigate Oedipus. Apparently it involved the gods, incest and fate a lot. Sounds like fun... she thought to herself, then looked back up at Madi.

"Really? What did she do?" she asked curiously, checking out the book and sticking it in her bag.

Her eyes widened at the next part. "Expulsion? For having more than two books?" she asked incredulously. "I think they'd have sent me packing within a week in that case!"

Upon being asked the question of photos, Ivy raised her eyebrows, thinking, She wouldn't like to be in any photos herself, but Madi had already said that she liked to take pictures of books, and she could handle that just fine. And so she looked back to the other girl with a slight smile.

"OK," she agreed.

Oh how I wish for soothing r a i n,
All I wish is to dream again,
My l o v i n g heart, Lost in the dark,
For hope I'd give my everything . . .

[little nutbrown hare]

MADii MU3LL3R

just like candy

Madi reclined in a chair as the other girl picked out a few books for herself, smiling cheerfully as she fingered the silver mechanical toy in her hands, rocking back and forth on the chair as well as these motions went through one another, in a never ending cycle. She kicked up her feet onto the table - no one was watching - and grinned.

"The old bat used to sit on her front porch, just sittin' there, claiming she was waiting for her son to come out. Now, Johnny moved away when I was like two, because y'know he didn't like protective mom, but she just sat her wrinkly old butt there in this brown rocking chair. Whenever anyone with red hair would walk by, she'd call them in and call them Johnny and give them his favorite food - spaghetti. It tasted horrible." She shuddered. Madison could blabber forever.

"No! For stealin' two books, Ivy! You're not the stealing type, are you?" She tsked her tongue with a giggle before yawning and throwing her hands up in a fake exasperated movement before she glanced to her, hopping up as she agreed.

"Okay! Here's how it'll work. Hm... that book is thick, it has a gold title, it'll work." She went to the other and lay the book flat so that the binding faced her, and rubbed at part of the gold lettering on it so that it faded only a tad. She then turned it at an angle so that you could only see the first few letters.

"K, so, place your fingers on the book in a spider-like shape, and put your hand on your chin, try to look forlorn, you're perfect for that type of picture."

Back to the street where we b e g a n
Feeling as good as lovers can, you know
Yeah we're feeling so good

Picking up things we shouldn't read
It looks like the end of history as we know
It's just the end of the world

[mizzshy]

~ { Ivy Rose Robinson... } ~
~ { ...Hedera Helix... } ~

Ivy listened in silence, reacting at the end of the story, as she often did. Her head tilted to one side and one eyebrow moved up a few centimetres. "I take it she took you in then?" she asked, throwing a quick glance to Madi's long red hair and half-smiling. "Didn't she notice you were a girl?"

At the jokey accusation, her expression became troubled. "B-but... I never stole anything..." she said confusedly. "I only... I only borrowed the books..."

She looked surprised and a little afraid at the mention of being in the photo. "But... I can't..." she stammered, then it her lip briefly. "I really don't think I can be in a picture..." Her hands clasped together and her face paled a little more than usual.

((Short... =.=))

Oh how I wish for soothing r a i n,
All I wish is to dream again,
My l o v i n g heart, Lost in the dark,
For hope I'd give my everything . . .

[PiiNK - l o l l i P0P]

[ y ]asuo [ l ]auro [ m ]itsuko
Y4SU0 __ x [[ && ii WiiSH ii C0ULD T3LL Y0U ]] says:

"Uhh.. Oh no I have forgotten where my dorm is! Coffee! Crap! Tic!" Yasuo Mitsuko is not known for talking to himself. That is, unless there is nobody else around. At those times is when Yasuo's Tourette's Syndrome usually kicks in. More often than not, however, he spouts his tics in large groups of people when he's really nervous. Right now, he was really nervous. He was lost. A label on a nearby door read MUSIC ROOM. Biting his lip, he pushed the door open. He could feel his face turning red already. He desperately hoped that there wasn't a crowd of people inside. Once the door was open, he was flooded with temporary relief, only to be flooded with nerves again because he still needed to find someone who could help him. He hesitantly approached a boy with dark hair that had a random splash of blond. Yasuo could feel his head start turning from side to side. 'Oh no, another one.' "Uh.. H-hi? I-i-i'm l-lost. C-c-c-could y-you h-help me?"

A n g e l s in flight
wonk uoy naht noitceffa erom deen I
In s a n c t u a r y, my s a n c t u a r y, yeah
Where fears and lies melt a w a y
M u s i c in time
wonk uoy naht noitceffa erom deen I
What's l e f t of me
What's left of me now?

[tangle buddies]

Ma1chiik Gay__kiiss kiiss f411 iin l0v3! :3 _x3 says:

Hayate stared across the table at Kumori, watching carefully as the other male ate away at his breakfast. It was an odd attraction he had to the other male. One he couldn't quite explain nor understand. They had only just met. Still, he felt something that he couldn't deny or ignore. He decided it was probably just hormones acting up. The feeling would soon pass. 'Just think of like man-thongs or something,' he told himself. He tried this but to no avail. The feeling still remained.

Staring at the other male, the small boy waited for him to swallow the bite he had his mouth. Seeing an open opportunity, he leaned over the table and pushed the chopsticks away from Kumori's mouth. He grabbed the boy's shirt collar and pulled him closer, kissing him on the lips for a moment. Pulling away, his eyes widened. He wasn't quite sure what he had done. He opened his mouth to speak, but nothing came out.

'What the ******** is wrong with me?'

“Malchik gay, Malchik gay,
I can be all you need.
Won’t you please stay with me?
Malchick Gay, Malchik Gay.”
-TATU

[tangle buddies]

Ak10__ii w4nn4 b3 4 k3nn3dy xXx says:

Akio thought of the question. The two were majoring in the same subject. Therefore, Elijah would have probably had the same professors he himself had when he entered Emerlie. Looking back on it, the pink haired male reflected on his previous teachers. Were any of them anything to mention?

"I think Mr. Hitch was a pretty tough professor," he finally replied after thinking about it for a while, "Mrs. Rushton is a great lady though. You'll love her."

His mind drifted from the subject of teachers. His gaze was fixated on the boy across the table. The more he stared at the boy, the more he realized just how cute the boy was, even in the glasses.



“Where you going?
I’m the one that’s selling you out.
‘Cause it feels like stealing hearts
Calling your name from the crowd.”
All Time Low
Cobra Starship

[PiiNK - l o l l i P0P]

[ k ]umori [ u ]zumahi
私を放っておきなさい

"Um.." Kumori's face was red with a blush. He was looking at Hayate, who had just kissed him. Kumori's mouth finished chewing the piece of shrimp that was in his mouth, and his throat swallowed it. He looked down at the ground for a moment, then back at Hayate. "Is there uh.. any other way you could have told me you uh.. liked me?" The blush brightened on his face. He smiled sheepishly and looked Hayate in the eyes again. "Although.. I did kind of.. uh.. Enjoy that." His hands fell to his own lap and he looked down at the ground again. God this was embarrassing.


You and the m o o n are a beautiful sight to me.
The s t a r s in your eyes make it really hard to see you.
A night in the sun is all I r e a l l y want.
You and me with the best of b o t h for once.

[tangle buddies]

x_ZaNix3_[[>,>_isn‘t t0t4lly h34rtl355_<,<]] says:

Zander's attitude was one of a "smart-a**." He knew that. In fact, at times, he prided his attitude was one not to be messed with. But despite this attitude, it could not be said that Zander did not have feelings, that he did not care. Because underneath the attitude, he did care. And the sight of this lost boy, falling over words and turning into a blush mess, struck Zander somewhere under that attitude. He sat up from his position, all spread out on the couch, and looked up at the lost boy.

"Sure, I can help," he replied, as politely as he could manage, "What exactly is it you need?"

“Tonight is the alive
With the promise of a street fight
And there’s money on the table
Says your cheap shots won’t be able to break bones.
I’ve yet to break a sweat.”-All Time Low

[tangle buddies]

Ma1chiik Gay__kiiss kiiss f411 iin l0v3! :3 _x3 says:

Hayate's eyes widened at Kumori's response. He didn't like Kumori. He didn't. It was simply overactive hormones. It had to be. He couldn't like somebody he had just met. It was madness, simply put.

"I don't like you! Well, I do, but I don't. I mean, god, no, that doesn't sound right. That doesn't sound right at all," He was rambling, and he knew it, "What I'm trying to say is yes, I like you. But that's not why I kissed you. Well, that's not the full reason anyway. Part of it is a disorder. I mean, yeah, a disorder. But I do like you, it's just---forget it."

The boy rested his head on the table, feeling completely defeated. He felt the urge to pop some of his medications, wondering for a moment if he had taken them. If he hadn't, it certainly explained the kiss. Or did it? He thought about it for a second. He did like Kumori, but they had only just met. It didn't make sense to be kissing so soon.

“Malchik gay, Malchik gay,
I can be all you need.
Won’t you please stay with me?
Malchick Gay, Malchik Gay.”
-TATU

[m o o s i e p o p s]

L4Dii35 && G3NT5, W3 4R3 PR0UD T0 PR353NT T3H GR3AT:

♥Dayton Isaac. The better twin.♥

The boy grinned cheerfully, pleased at the arrival at his dorm at last and also at the fact he had a new friend. His dark eyes followed her finger, and recognized that as her dorm. "Alright. I have my schedule, yes. And I do not really care, I kind of figured it was merely a habit. Do you mind if I drop off my bag inside my dorm?" Dayton glanced at his bag which held almost all his possessions- well, at least the most important ones. He didn't have many, but the few he did have were things others may find silly to hold on for so long. He was a college student now, to most people, things like a scrap of paper with a note from his mom on it and a goofy family picture were nothing to keep since he was ten. The tall boy took a few steps back, ready to quickly scramble in once she gave the okay. 'Do not want to be rude, after all, she is my first friend here.' He worried only slightly.

[PiiNK - l o l l i P0P]

[ y ]asuo [ l ]auro [ m ]itsuko
Y4SU0 __ x [[ && ii WiiSH ii C0ULD T3LL Y0U ]] says:

"Coffee. I-i uh.. N-no I m-mean.. I-i f-f-forgot where m-my d-d-dorm is.." Crap. His head was turning from side to side again. He was getting nervous and his Tourettes syndrome was acting up again. Ah s**t, these things always happened when he was nervous. And it was worse when he was around guys. Especially good looking ones like this- No. He shouldn't be thinking that right now. He shook his head voluntarily this time, then put his hands on the side of his head to stop it and sat down on the ground, his eyes closed. Damn, he hated this. But he wouldn't complain, wouldn't cry. His father would beat him for that. "S-sorry... I-i h-h-have T-t-t-tourettes s-syndrome.." He could feel his face heating up more. This was all so embarrassing. His 'foster' parents always complained about him being so closed up, but he just couldn't bring himself to speak much. A single tear ran down his cheek that was hurriedly wiped away before the other boy noticed, or so Yasuo hoped.

A n g e l s in flight
wonk uoy naht noitceffa erom deen I
In s a n c t u a r y, my s a n c t u a r y, yeah
Where fears and lies melt a w a y
M u s i c in time
wonk uoy naht noitceffa erom deen I
What's l e f t of me
What's left of me now?