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...I'm pretty flexible, but these are the specific ships I like the most. My absolute favorites are Olikase and Rinlen, so one of those two would be AWESOME! If you do those with me I'll love you forever! (*U*) So... That's pretty much it! Comment here and I'll message you! Thank you, bye bye!

pls rp olikase with me

I'd love to do MxM Asylum Guard x Mental Patient! If you're interested let me know! Sent from my iPhone using Tapatalk

Hello! I'm an m/m RPer and I'd love to RP with you! I prefer to be the uke, but if you want me to be the seme I'm okay with that, too. Message me if you're interested~!

waka flocka

"Yes, we are." I insisted, nodded vigorously and looking back over at him. Then I shrugged. "Well, I am, at least. You're welcome to tag along if you want," I said, making it sound like some kind of lazy event. Hell, it was no lazy event. I was probably going to have to kill a few people while I...

"Yeah," I agreed, furrowing my brows and staring at the tiled floor. "I hope she rots in hell." I added in a hiss, crossing my arms. We spent the next few minutes in silence, just sitting on my bed and feeling awkward. Well, at least I was. I felt something burning in the pit of my stomach but I...

"Don't be." I muttered, letting go of him and crossing my arms, staring at my socked feet and waiting for someone to break the silence. "Don't be." I repeated. I couldn't help but smile, thinking about maybe having him like me back, at least a little. Imagining having someone to maybe laugh...

...first place, so no one could hurt me. But he did. And he got hurt really bad by all of these people, most likely including me. I felt like such a d*ck. "Wow," I muttered. "I'm sorry." That was all I could manage. Then, out of nowhere, I began reaching out wrapping my arms around his shoulders...

"I'm saying," I started, feeling my face heat up. Now Mackenzie was playing the game. F**k. "I want you to come with me. For your sake, too. Not just for my own benefit." I continued playing with my hair, avoiding eye contact as this was making me even more nervous than I had been earlier...

"It means I thought you were just a good catch. At first." I stated, reaching up and twirling a lock of my hair between my fingers. "But after being with you, though I've been doing most of the talking," I stopped, taking a deep breath and cocking my head. "I kinda realized you're more than...

I looked up at Mackenzie, noticing the way he was staring at me, almost like he was mad at me. Well, yeah, I mentally called him a f*g, but what did he know? "So," I stated, sitting up straighter on my bed, less afraid of him than I had been before. I patted the spot in front of me. "Welcome...

...a new doctor. The team was two short now. "To my room. I can't do this." "All right, we'll bring Mackenzie back after group is over." Oh, f**k. Partner therapy. I thought about telling him to go screw himself with a fork, but something inside told me it would be good to talk things over...

"Oh, that's fine. If you want to go home, that's fine too." I stated, patting his head and smiling.

"You okay?" I asked quietly, reaching over the table and grabbing his hand. "Do you want to go to my room and lay down?" I stood up, still holding his hand, and led him up the stairs and down the hall to my room. It was just a plain bedroom, the walls a dark red. My bed had a Pokemon spread and...

(Skipping to after school...) I opened the door to my house, holding Reed's hand and pulling him inside. My house was a little gray one on the end of the street, next to a dead end that led to a massive forest. I like venturing into the woods sometimes. My family does rituals in a clearing...

"For real," I muttered, sitting down in my usual spot and tending to my tuna salad sandwich. "Hey, you should come to my house after school," I stated once people began minding their own business again. "I want you to meet my family."

"I'm not going anywhere. I'll be here at my table like I normally am. I'm leaving it up to what you want to do, okay?" I smiled at him, reaching down and taking his hand and intertwining our fingers. I gave his hand a squeeze and pecked his forehead, causing the laughter from the other students...

"I'm not talking about your reputation," I stated firmly, looking over at Tom who was being dragged off to the principal's office. "You're getting physically hurt, and I don't want that."

...feeling of his warmth against me. Just being here with him was soothing. And then it occurred to me that I was thinking of him as more than a f**k-buddy. I was thinking that I actually loved him. That could not happen. I pulled out of the hug and smiled at him, walking back over to my chair...