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  • Birthday 08/27/1999

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  1. You Get What You Give

    .intoforest { position: relative; margin: 20px auto 0px; background: #191919; height: auto; padding: 40px; width: 400px; min-height: 300px; } .intoforest img { position: absolute; height: 250px; width: 480px; object-fit: cover; left: 0px; top: 0px; filter: grayscale(0%) contrast(75%); } .ifoutline { position: relative; min-height: 220px; width: 320px; border: 1px solid #d3e0e5; } .intoforest text { display: block; position: relative; color: #e7e7e7; padding: 30px; margin-top: 210px; text-align: justify; font-size: 12px; line-height: 180%; font-family: roboto; padding-bottom: 20px; } .intoforest lyrics { position: absolute; color: #d3e0e5; font-family: overpass; text-transform: uppercase; font-weight: 800; font-size: 9px; letter-spacing: 9px; width: 200px; line-height: 200%; padding: 20px; } you'll be okay, follow your heart. august always performed just about anywhere that would take him. he wasn't picky about where or when; he'd go anywhere from a five-star restaurant to a dive bar-- he would even take notice of a karaoke night whenever he found one. of course, none of these three options actually fit his style at all; but this homey cafe was right up his alley. anything could be made into a comfort zone if he was singing and strumming, but whenever he imagined a comfort zone as a place, he thought of something like this. warm candle light, warmer faces, the smell of coffee in the air-- he despised the taste of the stuff, could just barely manage to tolerate it when the cup was half-full of sugar, but he adored the smell. these types of places were where he was in his element, but he was about to be thrown for a loop. it was all because he had to go look out at the audience, something that was always a little nerve-wracking, but usually left him with a rush-- he loved making people happy, that was why he was there. but this time, when he looked out at that audience he had the shock of his life. seeing emma again was painful, but he managed on with the performance as usual just fine. he didn't want her to notice it-- didn't want her figuring out just how intensely he felt about her that one night. nor just how intensely he still feels. he wasn't sure how, but he got through that okay. then it got worse. there was a little boy beside her. he didn't like that he'd played a guessing game in his head as to who the kid was and what relation he had with her, but he couldn't seem to let it go. was it a little brother? a cousin? where were his parents? was she his parent? that would explain why she wouldn't want to go getting too close to strangers (that among the many other reasons). what was he doing? this wasn't any of his fucking business and he had something else he really needs to be focusing on here. it was surreal, but it was manageable. then it got worse. he almost choked when he saw her. that was rory. that was rory in his town. that was rory talking to one of his flings and her (brother? cousin? child? it's none of his business). what was she doing here? what was she doing talking to them? how did she find him? why would she even look? what the living fuck-- it felt like a miracle that he finished the song without hyperventilating. he had to get out of here. it wasn't safe. "wait, don't you still have a couple more songs to do tonight?" the owner asked, bewildered as august rushed off the stage, putting his guitar in it's case with shaky hands. "i'm sorry sir, i'm feeling a little sick-- i'll make it up to you sometime." he made a beeline for the door, hoping-- no praying, praying to every god he could think of-- that rory would be too focused on that little boy. that she wouldn't spot august and drag him over. he'd have no such luck. MONTY @Rainbow Heart
  2. Romeo Moore | Mortal | Usher Raymond

    #allofmypride { height: 520px; width: 420px; background: white; outline: 1px solid #e59277; position: relative; margin: 20px auto 3px; box-shadow: 1px 2px 3px #e59277; overflow: hidden; } .aomp-image { width: 170px; height: 400px; position: absolute; background-size: cover; top: 85px; left: 0px; filter: grayscale(0.7); } .aomp-text { font-family: libre franklin; color: #000; position: absolute; text-align: justify; overflow: auto; padding-right: 5px; width: 195px; height: 400px; font-size: 11px; right: 25px; top: 85px; } .aomp-text::-webkit-scrollbar { width: 1px; } .aomp-text::-webkit-scrollbar-track { background: none!important; border: none !important; } .aomp-text::-webkit-scrollbar-thumb { background: #000 !important; border: none !important; } .aomp-text b { background: #e2cccf; font-weight: 400;} .aomp-title { font-family: raleway; text-transform: uppercase; text-align: center; font-size: 9px; position: absolute; color: #e59277; letter-spacing: 2px; width: 380px; top: 38px; left: 20px; }   romeo & august i have so many other things i could be working on right now but ASJKBFRLWE i !! love !! him !! the culture clash is fierce nd the tensions (both sexual nd otherwise) are high nd this is gonna b great! we already discussed a lot of shit through discord but i just wanna be able to shout to the rooftops how great he is nd also wanna let some of auggie's feels rlly be known bc usually on discord i focus on my own feels. now as mentioned plenty of times i completely stan this man but auggie probs v much won't! like if his songs being sold off isn't obnoxious enough, at least one of them had a complete vibe twist nd he probs finds it rlly soul-sucking nd ridiculous nd he just doesn't care for it. nd it's all gonna be super exhausting for him bc he'll be trying rlly hard to hate his guts with all that has gone (nd also will go) down but at the same time ??? he's hot ??? nd for some odd reason they're drawn to each other like all the time (huh wonder why *insert smirk emoji*) ??? nd it's just rlly confusing nd he's being rlly passive agressive nd sassy nd maybe a pinch flirtatious but p sure he'll die before he admits that nd he's kinda fcking immortal so lol i'm rlly looking forward to getting to start everything off-- i'm particularly so excited that we've agreed that flirting nd seducing is def a route romeo's gonna go in hopes to get more songs bc auggie the poor boi he's already feeling like he keeps fallin hard for ppl who don't care as much about him at all nd he's probably gonna be like !!! this guy's flirting with me !!! he actually likes me !!! nd he's gonna feel Thoroughly Disappointed that romeo's just looking to get him to sell out his music but he's not gonna want to show it nd !!!! there's gonna b so much drama nd angst nd feelings nd growth nd like !!!! everything !!!! i'm sorry this is v wordy but i'm just letting you know in case i haven't already that this bullshit has my heart <3 LINK TO SHIPPER MONTY
  3. Firestarter

    .intoforest { position: relative; margin: 20px auto 0px; background: #191919; height: auto; padding: 40px; width: 400px; min-height: 300px; } .intoforest img { position: absolute; height: 250px; width: 480px; object-fit: cover; left: 0px; top: 0px; filter: grayscale(0%) contrast(75%); } .ifoutline { position: relative; min-height: 220px; width: 320px; border: 1px solid #d3e0e5; } .intoforest text { display: block; position: relative; color: #e7e7e7; padding: 30px; margin-top: 210px; text-align: justify; font-size: 12px; line-height: 180%; font-family: roboto; padding-bottom: 20px; } .intoforest lyrics { position: absolute; color: #d3e0e5; font-family: overpass; text-transform: uppercase; font-weight: 800; font-size: 12px; letter-spacing: 6px; width: 150px; line-height: 200%; padding: 20px; } i'm the pain you tasted. this is fine, august decided, i can handle this. it was just an hour or two working out with a friend and a bastard. nothing big had to be made of it-- bobby didn't seem to notice any rising tensions, so why bring them up? just an hour or two. everything would be fine. with this, august took a deep breath and faced the situation head-on, keeping his focus on bobby while gracing andrew with a couple glances and nods-- trying to play along with the idea that this man was a stranger. if only he actually was. even while trying to keep his cool, august was indescribably grateful that bobby was right between the two of them, one arm draped around each pair of shoulders. it wasn't hard to tell that bobby had more strength then both himself and andrew combined, and with him in the middle august figured it was much less likely that either of them would care to have anything bubbling up to the surface. though august was quick to feel less secure once bobby started talking. august himself was introduced as a friend. if it was left at that, there'd be no problem. but then andrew was introduced as a best friend-- a brother-- and august was hit with the realization that if it ever came down to it, bobby would pick andrew's side without a second thought-- whether august was in the right or not, it wouldn't matter if he was up against a man bobby thought of as a brother. "i hope you boys are ready!" "i hope i am too," august half-joked, hopping to cut the tense atmosphere. "oh-- and it's nice to meet you, andrew," the words were dropped casually, but his eyes had much more to say than his mouth did. play along so we can both get this over with, they begged, please just play along. MONTY
  4. August's Journey

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  5. Firestarter

    .intoforest { position: relative; margin: 20px auto 0px; background: #191919; height: auto; padding: 40px; width: 400px; min-height: 300px; } .intoforest img { position: absolute; height: 250px; width: 480px; object-fit: cover; left: 0px; top: 0px; filter: grayscale(0%) contrast(75%); } .ifoutline { position: relative; min-height: 220px; width: 320px; border: 1px solid #d3e0e5; } .intoforest text { display: block; position: relative; color: #e7e7e7; padding: 30px; margin-top: 210px; text-align: justify; font-size: 12px; line-height: 180%; font-family: roboto; padding-bottom: 20px; } .intoforest lyrics { position: absolute; color: #d3e0e5; font-family: overpass; text-transform: uppercase; font-weight: 800; font-size: 12px; letter-spacing: 6px; width: 150px; line-height: 200%; padding: 20px; } i'm the pain you tasted. most of those who knew him would be confused as to why august never bothered saving even a cent in order to get a car of his own. why he'd walk from place to place day after day, getting home late and going out early, never bothering to work for a change. honestly, he just found it to be a waste of money-- it wasn't like he ever left downtown that often now, after all. his home was there, his job was there, his life was there. why consistently leave somewhere he was perfectly comfortable with? of course, he was aware there were times to break the routine; to break out of his comfort zone and go for something new. it was vital he didn't get too comfortable or his drive would be long gone entirely. as he looked out the window in the back seat of the taxi, admiring the ocean when he'd pass it by, he was eager for the chance to step outside of his perfect little comfort zone-- but also worried, though he'd never dare say so to another soul. this type of town was one he'd only ever really seen in movies before now; a fact he knew would be obvious to onlookers. and besides that, the mere idea of even attempting to keep on bobby's level in a gym of any sort had him feeling rather exhausted before he could even walk up to the front door. however, with all of this in mind even, he opened that door, boldly strode into the unknown-- and immediately regretted it. why was he there? why was he talking to bobby? wait, are they friends?! bobby had passingly mentioned there was gonna be a friend there... oh shit. he could theoretically leave, right? say he got caught up in something and couldn't make it? yeah, that sounds like a good idea, he decides as he starts back out towards the door. but wait... is he really gonna let this jerk stop him from hanging out with a friend? is he really just gonna run away? he took a couple back and forths, trying to make sense of what to do-- whether to keep in what was comfortable, or boldly step up to the challenge, but then he froze. suddenly, his choice was gone. suddenly, they were both staring right at him. oh shit. MONTY @Cooksie
  6. Slow Like Honey [M]

    .intoforest { position: relative; margin: 20px auto 0px; background: #191919; height: auto; padding: 40px; width: 400px; min-height: 300px; } .intoforest img { position: absolute; height: 250px; width: 480px; object-fit: cover; left: 0px; top: 0px; filter: grayscale(0%) contrast(75%); } .ifoutline { position: relative; min-height: 220px; width: 320px; border: 1px solid #d3e0e5; } .intoforest text { display: block; position: relative; color: #e7e7e7; padding: 30px; margin-top: 210px; text-align: justify; font-size: 12px; line-height: 180%; font-family: roboto; padding-bottom: 20px; } .intoforest lyrics { position: absolute; color: #d3e0e5; font-family: overpass; text-transform: uppercase; font-weight: 800; font-size: 10px; letter-spacing: 10px; width: 150px; line-height: 200%; padding: 20px; } yeah, i'll haunt the world inside you as emma came close, august's eyes were drawn up to her, and as she spoke he hung on every word. she could've asked for the world and he would've given it to her right there. but instead, she had asked for the one thing he couldn't deliver. the promise she asked him to make was broken before she could even ask for it. hell, it could've been asked of him before the day began and he still wouldn't have been able to keep it. for when august fell, he fell fast and hard and emma was just so... unbelievable. he had loved many, but none quite like her and he couldn't just let go of that so easy. he felt a hint of insecurity at this. a fear that his expressions just may be too revealing. they say the eyes are a window to the soul, and with how deep they were looking into one another's, it had him wondering what it was she was finding. luckily, though-- at the very least-- he wasn't offered a chance to speak before her lips took his and the conversation fell behind them as their temporary love affair came back into focus. as this all began again, many sounds were pouring through; the roar of his ears, the pounding in his chest, the creaking of the poor old bed enduring yet another one of his sexual escapades-- outside of this, he could only hear sounds... or possibly words? definitely not names in particular-- and even if he really could've heard the name that slipped from her lips despite his ears being clasped between her thighs, he would've pointedly chosen not to as he felt it hardly mattered. after all, this was only for personal gain, was it not? what difference could her fantasies make in a relationship that never was? he cut the thoughts out before they could become too overtaking: there were much better things to focus on. for a prime example, there was the beautiful woman he was in the midst of making love to, which is where he decided to put all of his attention for the rest of their time together. it felt too quick for his liking; it the only complaint he could've possibly imagined up as the night came to a close. he smiled at her sentiments, only able to agree with a small breath of a "yeah". his previous energy had been sopped up by the excitement of the night, leaving only exhaustion in it's wake, but he still made a point not to plop on top of his lover gracelessly despite how his bones ached to. instead he had shifted to her side, laying gently to be sure there was zero chance of crushing anything-- and also being sure not to be in the way of the door for when she chose to leave. of course, he hadn't expected that time to come so quickly. almost as soon as he had lied down, she had gotten up, pulling on her nightgown with ease as august watched with his head propped up on his fist, his elbow supporting the weight, and his expression taking more of a liking to a pouty, newborn puppy than he probably cared for. as she gave her parting words he could only manage a hum, and her parting kiss could barely be returned before she was out the door. "wait," he attempted to call as the door closed behind her, "i could at least walk you to your door..." his words fell gradually as they slipped out. now, the last thing he would care to do was impose himself onto her, but it just felt wrong to let a lady out alone late at night new years day in a town like this. so, despite his body's protests, he leaped on up to get his clothes on and dash after her so he could at least be sure she got home safe. but when he looked out the window, he saw her talking to another woman by a cab before they both entered it. so with the decision that she was just fine without him, he flopped back onto the bed half-dressed and refusing to shed a tear only because he felt it to be his final shred of dignity for the night, despite his regular annoyance of men showing such pride. little did he know this was just the start of his drama for the new century. FIN. MONTY
  7. Slow Like Honey [M]

    .intoforest { position: relative; margin: 20px auto 0px; background: #191919; height: auto; padding: 40px; width: 400px; min-height: 300px; } .intoforest img { position: absolute; height: 250px; width: 480px; object-fit: cover; left: 0px; top: 0px; filter: grayscale(0%) contrast(75%); } .ifoutline { position: relative; min-height: 220px; width: 320px; border: 1px solid #d3e0e5; } .intoforest text { display: block; position: relative; color: #e7e7e7; padding: 30px; margin-top: 210px; text-align: justify; font-size: 12px; line-height: 180%; font-family: roboto; padding-bottom: 20px; } .intoforest lyrics { position: absolute; color: #d3e0e5; font-family: overpass; text-transform: uppercase; font-weight: 800; font-size: 10px; letter-spacing: 10px; width: 150px; line-height: 200%; padding: 20px; } yeah, i'll haunt the world inside y ou for august, it almost felt like they couldn't arrive soon enough; like he had been waiting for years for the day he'd finally get to meet her. to onlookers, it could seem ridiculous-- he was falling head over heels in love knowing he was only getting one night. he was completely enamored by emma, ready to do just about anything for her, and all that stirring up all those feelings could do was get his heart broken yet again. however, for as much as august did fear, he didn't fear heartbreak. quite the opposite, in fact-- he feared inexperience. he was willing to go through years and years of pain from the loss of her taste-- and he figured he would-- but there was no way he was going to refuse the chance to know of it. arriving at their destination at last, august's first focus was to set the mood; if he only had one night, he was gonna do all he could to make that one night perfect. his apartment was small and a bit cheap, but it hadn't been too hard for him to make it look nice. it was minimalist but comforting, having only what he thought of as necessary but with a few warm-hued accents thrown in to compliment the off-white walls-- and the candles added as a perfect little finishing touch to him. now, august had plenty of moments where he felt he wasn't exactly the best at something; for as much as he could talk on and on, he didn't always view himself as the best conversationalist, for one example. however, there were two things he always knew he was at his best with: he was a great musician and a plenty great lover, too. some who didn't know better would call him timid, but in moments like this, he showed just how incorrect that was. he would always find himself placing a slight focus on his partner's needs over his own-- mostly because he just loved spoiling, the pleasure given to them pleasing and exciting him just as fully-- but he took his actions with certainty and confidence. and it was because of this that her eventual push away was given only a tilt of the head as a response as he heard her out-- he wasn't near insecure enough to believe he wasn't performing properly. once he gained understanding of what was being said, he gained a pensive expression, wanting to speak truthfully while avoiding offence. "honestly? a little bit," he admitted, but was quick to explain further, "but it's not like i'm not a bit of one myself." he then took a moment to clarify his views on the whole issue in general; "as far as i see it, the only real difference between male and female sexuality is that one is shamed and the other is expected, which is... horrible." MONTY
  8. Slow Like Honey [M]

    .intoforest { position: relative; margin: 20px auto 0px; background: #191919; height: auto; padding: 40px; width: 400px; min-height: 300px; } .intoforest img { position: absolute; height: 250px; width: 480px; object-fit: cover; left: 0px; top: 0px; filter: grayscale(0%) contrast(75%); } .ifoutline { position: relative; min-height: 220px; width: 320px; border: 1px solid #d3e0e5; } .intoforest text { display: block; position: relative; color: #e7e7e7; padding: 30px; margin-top: 210px; text-align: justify; font-size: 12px; line-height: 180%; font-family: roboto; padding-bottom: 20px; } .intoforest lyrics { position: absolute; color: #d3e0e5; font-family: overpass; text-transform: uppercase; font-weight: 800; font-size: 10px; letter-spacing: 10px; width: 150px; line-height: 200%; padding: 20px; } yeah, i'll haunt the world inside y ou the cold weather of the night felt like it hadn't a fighting chance against the body heat radiating as august felt her lips on his jawline, starting her trail. a small, shaky sigh of breath came loose before his head was slowly thrown back-- providing more room for her to venture down-- and his eyes drifted to a close. once again, his cheeks had flushed pink as he had bit down on his lip; they had yet to reach their destination and august wasn't usually one for a lot of pda. he wasn't about to let this stop him from enjoying this moment in his own personal paradise, however-- especially not when it was this late and there was hardly anyone around to bear witness. he allowed himself to be guided to the brick wall, his body pressing to hers and his hands latching to the bricks as well as they could manage. as hard as he worked to hold them back, a couple of hitched whines had made their way through heavy huffs of breath, something he felt less embarrassed about as he heard her hum along; they really had made quite the melody together. he figured she already new the answer before having asked the question, but he responded with a small nod anyhow. "absolutely," he whispered absentmindedly before opening his eyes and gazing at the path's direction. "it's not too far now," he uttered, taking both of her hands in his before forcing himself a step away from her, finding his focus on getting some well-needed privacy. he had kept his hold onto one of her hands as he continued guiding the way. MONTY
  9. Slow Like Honey [M]

    .intoforest { position: relative; margin: 20px auto 0px; background: #191919; height: auto; padding: 40px; width: 400px; min-height: 300px; } .intoforest img { position: absolute; height: 250px; width: 480px; object-fit: cover; left: 0px; top: 0px; filter: grayscale(0%) contrast(75%); } .ifoutline { position: relative; min-height: 220px; width: 320px; border: 1px solid #d3e0e5; } .intoforest text { display: block; position: relative; color: #e7e7e7; padding: 30px; margin-top: 210px; text-align: justify; font-size: 12px; line-height: 180%; font-family: roboto; padding-bottom: 20px; } .intoforest lyrics { position: absolute; color: #d3e0e5; font-family: overpass; text-transform: uppercase; font-weight: 800; font-size: 10px; letter-spacing: 10px; width: 150px; line-height: 200%; padding: 20px; } yeah, i'll haunt the world inside y ou august stopped in his tracks as emma rose to meet his height, bending himself down slightly in hopes to make it easier for her. he hadn't been sure it was the right move; he didn't know for certain what she was trying to do, and assuming at this point didn't seem like the best idea. his worries faded as quickly as they appeared, however, when her lips pressed to his. in that moment, as her hands ran through his hair and his arms came to surround her waist, he came to fully realize that-- once again-- he had fallen in love in but one night. but something about this time felt... different. he wasn't sure what it was, but he somehow just knew he would never again find someone who made him feel the way emma did. as she had pulled away, he found himself holding on just a second longer, feeling his heart had melted from the warmth in his chest. "it's um- it's no problem. i don't mind at all," he said in objection to her apology. MONTY
  10. Slow Like Honey [M]

    .intoforest { position: relative; margin: 20px auto 0px; background: #191919; height: auto; padding: 40px; width: 400px; min-height: 300px; } .intoforest img { position: absolute; height: 250px; width: 480px; object-fit: cover; left: 0px; top: 0px; filter: grayscale(0%) contrast(75%); } .ifoutline { position: relative; min-height: 220px; width: 320px; border: 1px solid #d3e0e5; } .intoforest text { display: block; position: relative; color: #e7e7e7; padding: 30px; margin-top: 210px; text-align: justify; font-size: 12px; line-height: 180%; font-family: roboto; padding-bottom: 20px; } .intoforest lyrics { position: absolute; color: #d3e0e5; font-family: overpass; text-transform: uppercase; font-weight: 800; font-size: 10px; letter-spacing: 10px; width: 150px; line-height: 200%; padding: 20px; } yeah, i'll haunt the world inside y ou the crisp, cool air of the winter subsided august's nerves only a little as he showed the way to his place. his attention was caught as he heard her voice beside him, the question furrowing his brows for a second as he tried to figure out what it was she would want to know before she elaborated. a small, low chuckle had leaked through while hearing all she had to say, leaving him to meerly hope it wouldn't be seen as offensive. "very insightful," he compliments, "i'm from phoenix. around a few years ago, i hopped on a bus and," he drifts off for a second before giving a shrug, "it got me here." he spared the details on why he left, determined to keep the mood light. his smile wavered the slightest when she hinted at not wanting anything between them past tonight. seeing her had felt like love at first sight and he had been hoping she felt the same for him, but he shook it off; one night with a beauty such as emma was more than enough for him. he answers the question with a nod, wrapping his arm around her, "yeah, i'm single," he said with another small chuckle, not wanting the disappointment to go noticed. MONTY
  11. Aurora Keller | Artemis | Jordana Brewster

    #allofmypride { height: 520px; width: 420px; background: white; outline: 1px solid #e59277; position: relative; margin: 20px auto 3px; box-shadow: 1px 2px 3px #e59277; overflow: hidden; } .aomp-image { width: 170px; height: 400px; position: absolute; background-size: cover; top: 85px; left: 0px; filter: grayscale(0.7); } .aomp-text { font-family: libre franklin; color: #000; position: absolute; text-align: justify; overflow: auto; padding-right: 5px; width: 195px; height: 400px; font-size: 11px; right: 25px; top: 85px; } .aomp-text::-webkit-scrollbar { width: 1px; } .aomp-text::-webkit-scrollbar-track { background: none!important; border: none !important; } .aomp-text::-webkit-scrollbar-thumb { background: #000 !important; border: none !important; } .aomp-text b { background: #e2cccf; font-weight: 400;} .aomp-title { font-family: raleway; text-transform: uppercase; text-align: center; font-size: 9px; position: absolute; color: #e59277; letter-spacing: 2px; width: 380px; top: 38px; left: 20px; }   rory & auggie i'm so sorry i didn't get to you sooner, but i'm excited af to get to this! we talked about a lot on discord, but i feel like a couple shipper replies will help get our focal thoughts out there. now, august is dealing with a lot of shit as of this moment so his sister coming into town will be the last straw. there were many things about his relationship with her (and their parents) that caused him to leave, but one of the main ones was that she always seemed to have everything together while he seemed to have everything falling apart, so her showing up at the exact point when things are at their worst will just be adding salt to the wound. there will definitely be a lot of emotions brought to the table. the fear and anger from their history and the timing she arrived are a couple guaranteed, but i also see him having genuinely missed her. they had used to be as close as could be and-- even after all that's happened-- he still loves her more than anything, so of course there's a part of him that just wants to give her a hug and go out for dinner or something to catch up. there'd also be a lot of confusion as well because, from his angle, she kinda abandoned him first to a certain extent. why does she care why he left? it's not like he was any benefit to her by the end of it all-- heck, he had really thought of himself as a burden to the family, so what's it matter? idk but it's gonna be the icing on the messy-ass cake and i'm loving it. let me know your thoughts!!! LINK TO SHIPPER MONTY
  12. Robert Carter II | Ares | Paul Walker

    #allofmypride { height: 520px; width: 420px; background: white; outline: 1px solid #e59277; position: relative; margin: 20px auto 3px; box-shadow: 1px 2px 3px #e59277; overflow: hidden; } .aomp-image { width: 170px; height: 400px; position: absolute; background-size: cover; top: 85px; left: 0px; filter: grayscale(0.7); } .aomp-text { font-family: libre franklin; color: #000; position: absolute; text-align: justify; overflow: auto; padding-right: 5px; width: 195px; height: 400px; font-size: 11px; right: 25px; top: 85px; } .aomp-text::-webkit-scrollbar { width: 1px; } .aomp-text::-webkit-scrollbar-track { background: none!important; border: none !important; } .aomp-text::-webkit-scrollbar-thumb { background: #000 !important; border: none !important; } .aomp-text b { background: #e2cccf; font-weight: 400;} .aomp-title { font-family: raleway; text-transform: uppercase; text-align: center; font-size: 9px; position: absolute; color: #e59277; letter-spacing: 2px; width: 380px; top: 38px; left: 20px; }   bobby & august so a couple days after i got your shipper reply my muse decided to randomly up and die??? it was really the worst, but i love this! it was only natural with all that was going on in august's relations with those close to bobby that their paths would've crossed at some point, but the concept that they already know one another? and that they were friends? it honestly hadn't even passed my mind, but the way everything is described seems to fit both of their personalities so well! for august's part in the friendship, i feel like he'd hold a strong admiration for bobby's more fiery and daring nature and it'd be a complimenting form of contrast against august's more meek and airy energy. when they meet in the middle with their own individual forms of charm, confidence, and passion, it's no wonder they hit it off in their own little way. and sure, it's not the type of thing where they'd schedule a get-together for coffee in the slightest, but whenever they see each other around, they always have a good time. that is, until things start to get a little bit too complicated for august. andrew is just the start of the issue, but it definitely takes it's toll; by the end of it, august sees andrew as a manipulative and cruel man who only cares for his own benefit, so seeing bobby's close relationship with andrew would already cause devastating wariness in august. and then, to top that whole mess off, he starts being pursued by emma, who he had loved and lost. the worst part of it for him would be the shame it made him feel, because there's nothing he would want more than their happiness, so being so hurt by their romance would feel selfish to him. both of these things combined would absolutely be too much for august to handle, causing a lot of avoidance on his part and a lot of confusion on bobby's, who knows nothing of his history with emma. i'm really pumped to work with you! let me know whenever you wanna start something up for them! LINK TO SHIPPER MONTY
  13. Slow Like Honey [M]

    .intoforest { position: relative; margin: 20px auto 0px; background: #191919; height: auto; padding: 40px; width: 400px; min-height: 300px; } .intoforest img { position: absolute; height: 250px; width: 480px; object-fit: cover; left: 0px; top: 0px; filter: grayscale(0%) contrast(75%); } .ifoutline { position: relative; min-height: 220px; width: 320px; border: 1px solid #d3e0e5; } .intoforest text { display: block; position: relative; color: #e7e7e7; padding: 30px; margin-top: 210px; text-align: justify; font-size: 12px; line-height: 180%; font-family: roboto; padding-bottom: 20px; } .intoforest lyrics { position: absolute; color: #d3e0e5; font-family: overpass; text-transform: uppercase; font-weight: 800; font-size: 10px; letter-spacing: 10px; width: 150px; line-height: 200%; padding: 20px; } yeah, i'll haunt the world inside y ou august gave a sigh of relief, but was still slightly concerned about the entirety of it. part of him really did want to offer some advice, or just a listening ear, but he was smart enough to figure that wasn't his place (and besides that, he had enough of his own problems to deal with, he was hardly in the right headspace to help with hers). however, he knew he could give her a fun night at the very least, nodding at the idea of them getting to know each other better. at her final statement, august completely gave up the idea of even trying to stifle the grin that made it's way out, a blush of his own following behind. "okay, great, fantastic. let me just grab my guitar and we'll head on out," he informed, reaching down to the chair the case was on and closing it up. he looped the case around one shoulder before taking her hand and leading them to the door, letting go of the hand so he could open it for her. MONTY
  14. Slow Like Honey [M]

    .intoforest { position: relative; margin: 20px auto 0px; background: #191919; height: auto; padding: 40px; width: 400px; min-height: 300px; } .intoforest img { position: absolute; height: 250px; width: 480px; object-fit: cover; left: 0px; top: 0px; filter: grayscale(0%) contrast(75%); } .ifoutline { position: relative; min-height: 220px; width: 320px; border: 1px solid #d3e0e5; } .intoforest text { display: block; position: relative; color: #e7e7e7; padding: 30px; margin-top: 210px; text-align: justify; font-size: 12px; line-height: 180%; font-family: roboto; padding-bottom: 20px; } .intoforest lyrics { position: absolute; color: #d3e0e5; font-family: overpass; text-transform: uppercase; font-weight: 800; font-size: 10px; letter-spacing: 10px; width: 150px; line-height: 200%; padding: 20px; } yeah, i'll haunt the world inside y ou august could feel the wave of negative tension roll through after he had spoken, but he hadn't been completely sure where it had come from. no, that wasn't true-- he knew where it came from but was just kind of trying to deny it for as long as he could manage. it didn't have to be because of his question, did it? she could've just suddenly remembered something bad while he was talking. that could easily be it, he told himself, but when emma confirmed his suspicion, he couldn't avoid it. in his attempts to be a gentleman, he had instead made her uncomfortable. he was supposed to have known better. people in this town come with many different stories to tell, but he usually found a common thread that they weren't all that happy; most of those he passes on the streets aren't all that fond of talking about home either, so why would she be any different? he had at least well understood not to ask for details, but a small part of him feared he had already crossed a line. he was fully ready to stumble his way through an apology, but had been silenced by a hand trailing down his arms before he could even start. listening to what she had to say carefully, he was left in awe. she was still interested, even after that whole mess. he wasn't sure how he had managed to stifle the relief to a small, soundless sigh, but he was grateful for whatever in him had made it possible. as she had ended up making an apology to him, he negated it as soon as the chance arised. "no, no, it's fine, i'd love to have you over. that or i could give you a little tour around this part of the city, but there's not that many places still open, so..." he drifted off from his sentence and quickly shifted into a new one; "also i should be making an apology of my own. it was insensitive of me to bring up such a topic without considering how it can be," he took a moment to find the right word before continuing, "it can be troubling for some." MONTY
  15. Slow Like Honey [M]

    .intoforest { position: relative; margin: 20px auto 0px; background: #191919; height: auto; padding: 40px; width: 400px; min-height: 300px; } .intoforest img { position: absolute; height: 250px; width: 480px; object-fit: cover; left: 0px; top: 0px; filter: grayscale(0%) contrast(75%); } .ifoutline { position: relative; min-height: 220px; width: 320px; border: 1px solid #d3e0e5; } .intoforest text { display: block; position: relative; color: #e7e7e7; padding: 30px; margin-top: 210px; text-align: justify; font-size: 12px; line-height: 180%; font-family: roboto; padding-bottom: 20px; } .intoforest lyrics { position: absolute; color: #d3e0e5; font-family: overpass; text-transform: uppercase; font-weight: 800; font-size: 10px; letter-spacing: 10px; width: 150px; line-height: 200%; padding: 20px; } yeah, i'll haunt the world inside y ou a smile bloomed across his face as she resumed giving her compliments, truly flattered from her continuous praise. "well really, thank you so much, it's always a pleasure to hear from a fan," especially such a gorgeous one like you, he thought to himself, but held his tongue from there. as she took a more enticing disposition, august couldn't resist letting his eyes wander for a moment, his gaze trailing down her rather exposed, hourglass body. the sight sent a chill down his spine and brought a flush to his cheeks. she really was one of the most beatiful women he'd ever seen. when she spoke, he darted his eyes back up to her, his blush getting brighter at just how obvious he was being. however, when hearing her words, he started to wonder... could it be? was she flirting with him? as she went on, it really started to hit him; she was definitely flirting with him. play it cool, play it cool, you've been there before. he was not playing it near as cool as he would like to admit. his face was a shade of pink that was embarrassing to sport, but thinking about it would just make it worse so he didn't allow himself to, and though he tried with all his might he just couldn't bite down that grin. he let out a small hum of thought as he worked on what to say, finally speaking with gladness that he wasn't stuttering over himself. "thank you again, you really are too kind. the bar's going to be closing for the night soon, but i could walk you home, if you'd like?" MONTY