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How aboutttttt... the World Baseball Classic next month tho ⚾🙌❤️‍🔥

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Thanks for the memories, even though they weren't so great.



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In Palm Beach Royals: Senior Year → 7 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
@ineffable she's good to go in the char tab! Feel free to message anyone you wish regarding relations!

And lol it was actually @Altered Tundra who was making the aesthetics but idk if he's still up for it.
In Palm Beach Royals: Senior Year → 7 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay


I know it's not easy
Saying I love you
Nor did I expect it to be
But that's the way love goes
It just happened
And now I am all yours

Before I spend anymore
Time at your side, love
I must say that you're the love of my life
Before I love you any more
Please listen
Let me say that I've given you everything
It's difficult to explain
But it's even harder to take notice
It just struck me that way
When I saw you

“Hey Santi… I have something to tell you...and it’s important. Unless I'm interrupting something...?


“Hey,” Santiago said softly, his previously abrasive demeanor vanishing instantly, to be replaced by a gentle yet concerned expression. At that moment, Penelope immediately vanished around him, and his attention was completely on the beautiful brunette. The Lils he knew and loved was sweet and cynical, with a smile so bright it put the sun to shame and a sassy attitude that gave the Devil a run for his money. But the girl standing in front of him tonight - although drop-dead gorgeous as always- looked jittery and nervous, as if she was carrying the weight of the world in her shoulders and was terrified of accidentally dropping it. April Foster was by far the bravest chick Santiago Fernandez had ever met. For her to be acting this way meant that whatever was bothering her had to be very serious… And that made him nervous as well.

“Yeah, sure. But before we go…” he trailed off, pausing for a moment to slip off his blazer and wrap it around April’s bare shoulders. “Take this, princesa. I could see you shivering from a mile away.”

“Thanks…” April replied quietly, grabbing the edges of it to pull it tight around her arms. There was always something about Santiago--no matter how mad she was at him, no matter how much she just wanted to punch him square in the face--that made her feel safe. The warm blazer around her shoulders that still smelt of Bleu de Chanel--It was Santi’s favourite and only cologne--made her feel like she was in his arms, like it was just the two of them against the world. It was a feeling that she would give anything in the world to keep forever.

Despite how infuriating he could be, Santiago--at least in April’s mind--was her soulmate. To most people Santi may have seemed like the average Floridian fuckboy, but April knew better. Although he may have been arrogant, self-centered and occasionally narcissistic, she saw the parts of him that others didn’t (in more ways than one). Behind that, April knew there was a caring, protective and kind man, who also happened to be devilishly handsome. She was going to prove it, if only to herself.

April gave him a gentle, nervous smile and took his hand from underneath the blazer. “We should probably go somewhere away from...people.” She began to lead him away from the tent, taking it slow as her eyes adjusted to the dark. Inside, her head was spinning, trying to plan out a reasonable way to actually break the news to him. April’s nails nervously dug into the fabric of Santiago’s blazer as she thought, and her other hand subconsciously tightened around Santiago’s. As safe as she initially felt, April had never been so lost in her life. So many questions spun around in her mind, so many things she wanted to say but couldn’t because of Santi’s no commitment policy.

Hopefully that would all change tonight.

The second April suggested they go somewhere private to talk, Santiago’s nervousness became laced with suspicion. There was something about the girl's shaky voice and her tight, sweaty grip that just wasn’t sitting well with him. Normally, if Lils had something to say, she simply went ahead and dropped it on you. She didn’t give a damn whether you liked it or not, if it hurt your feelings, offended you or got you pissed off: being subtle or discrete was not her strong suit. So what in the world was going on?!

When they finally reached the spot April considered was private enough, Diablo was all but determined to get to the bottom of things. However, his mouth apparently had other plans.

“Can I just... say something before you start out?” Santiago blurted out before he could stop himself or think twice about whether to speak his mind at all or not.

April’s heart skipped a beat when he spoke up. She wasn’t really expecting him to take the initiative in the conversation ever since the argument they’d had at his place. “Yeah, sure...what’s up?”

The boy was silent for few seconds, his throat getting scratchy about the admission he was about to make. A nervous chuckle escaped him while he avoided her gaze at all costs, until finally, he raised his gray eyes to meet hers. “It’s just…” Diablo trailed off, running his fingers through his brown hair and biting his lower lip in that tell-tale way that meant he was anxious. He cleared his throat a few times before he spoke once more. “I’ve really fucking missed you.”

April felt as if she was going to scream as the words came from Santiago’s mouth. He was such a tease! ‘Beba, I missed you’; ‘Beba, I don’t want a serious relationship’; ‘Beba’… The young woman took in a deep breath as she looked to him with her seemingly calm, brown eyes. “I...I missed you too, Santi...” April spoke quietly, her heart practically about to burst with all the emotions she was holding back from him.

There was another pause between the two. Finally, Santiago closed the distance between them and threw his muscled arms around April, pulling her tightly against his body. He dug his face into the top of her head, breathing in that familiar coconut scent of her silky hair that reminded him of warmth, comfort, coziness and home. How many times had he yearned for that comforting smell to be lingering in his skin and the sheets of his bed? Or how many nights had he spent lying in bed, staring up at the ceiling, missing the feeling of her warmth beside him? Hell, how many times had he paced around his empty bedroom, wishing the beautiful sound of her laughter would echo on the walls? The truth of the matter was that Diablo had missed April with every fiber of his being, and he’d been a complete fool for not fixing things sooner, letting that ridiculous ego ever get in the way of things.

April followed Santiago’s lead and gently wrapped her arms around him, nuzzling her head into his chest. The brunette was silent through the hug, her eyes shut as she took in the warmth of Santiago’s body. The smell of his cologne--Bleu de Chanel, Santiago’s signature scent, that also happened to be a gift from none other than April herself--found its way to her nose and sent goosebumps across her otherwise covered arms. The familiarity of it, the reminder of their relationship in its scent, the smell that she had taken for granted so many times before. It was like a warm blanket around her, and even though it only served to calm her down slightly, it was certainly not taken for granted on this particular day.

“I’m sorry I’ve been such a douchebag to you, Lils,” Santiago admitted, planting a kiss on top of her head. “You’re just this fucking amazing person, and you didn’t deserve any of the crap I put you through.”

April kept her head tucked against his chest, speaking quietly to hide the small tremble in her voice. “Santi...y-you’re my person...I’m not sure what I’d do without you here…” She blinked away a single tear as she stood unmoving. Time felt like it was standing still. April could’ve stayed in this moment forever.

After what seemed like a lifetime, Santiago finally pulled away from her just enough to cup her face in both of his hands. The earlier conversation with Lucas was playing over and over in his head like a broken record: ‘You tell her the truth--you don’t play it off, you don’t half-ass it, you don’t downplay it. And then you’ll both finally stop beating around the bush and be together… Tell her the truth… Tell her… Tell her...’.

‘Well, Lucas Anderson, here goes nothing… And your bitch-ass better not be wrong about this.

“Dammit, this is so hard…” he said in barely more than a whisper, his throat getting dry again at the sight of April’s big brown eyes looking up expectantly at him. Feelings had never been Diablo’s strong suit. He tended to lock them away, afraid that expressing them would mean losing control of them and screwing himself up in the process. But how was that fair to the one girl who had put herself out there for him over and over for the last three years of his life? Through thick and thin, the ups and downs, his shoulder to cry on and partner in crime, April Foster had been through it all by his side. If there was anything she deserved more than anything in this world, it was for him to stop being a little bitch and tell her the fucking truth.

“Lils…” he tried again, voice slightly trembling as he raised his voice so April could hear him. There was no backing out now. “I… I think I’ve fallen in love with you.”

And just like that, April’s heart just about exploded. Those big, brown eyes didn’t even flinch as he spoke those final words, they just stared into his in absolute disbelief. It was like the gigantic dark cloud that had been hanging over her for the past month had lifted and let in a ray of beautiful sunlight. The years of waiting, of biting her tongue and holding back everything from him, had finally come to an end... And the poor girl didn’t know if she could take it all at once.

April’s breath caught in her throat. She quickly blinked a few times, looking away from Santiago for a moment. This has to be a dream...there’s no way… The girl looked back to him, her eyes welling up with tears before she just about tackled him with a hug. She dug her head back into his chest, her slender body trembling slightly as she cried soft tears of joy. The girl that would talk for hours was speechless once again, melting in front of him. There was nothing that she could say that described what she was feeling. Nothing that needed to be said.

Santiago barely caught his footing as the girl tackled him into one of the tightest hugs he’d ever experienced before. His arms instinctively wrapped around her again, returning the hug with the same enthusiasm while planting a kiss on her forehead. “Puñeta, I’m sorry it’s taken me so long to see it, beba,” he admitted slowly, gray eyes closed shut to completely abandon himself to the moment. “You know I’ve never been good at this feelsy type of stuff.”

“I love you Santi… April pulled away slowly from him, taking a moment to look into his eyes before she leaned in and planted a gentle kiss on his lips. The brunette took in a shaky breath as she broke from her handsome partner before she looked down to the ground. Now it was her turn to be brave and stop being a little bitch.

You can do this… This is going better than expected already… April said to herself, standing a bit taller in a half-assed attempt to build up some courage before looking back to Santiago’s face. “My turn to...to stop beating around the bush...”

“What do you mean?”Diablo asked her, a look of confusion suddenly clouding his features until he suddenly remembered why they were here in the first place, and wanted to facepalm himself for forgetting. “Oh yeah, right. You had something to tell me. What's up?”

There was no going back now.

April’s heart threatened to beat right out of her chest as she opened her mouth to speak. “Santiago...I’m pregnant.”
In Palm Beach Royals: Senior Year → 7 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
@ineffable For you? Always! <3
In Olympus Academy // A School for Demigods and Demigoddesses → 7 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay


Location: Ares Coliseum
Interacting With: Blonde Baby Lyra @Filthy Mudblood,B Daddy Asher via Text @HaleyTheRandom, That Strange Dude Ian @SilverPaw
Mentions: Wine Daddy Aiden @voltaic, the Daddy I really want Leo @CaptainSully




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After seventeen hours on the road, a black Range Rover with California licence plates came to a full stop in one of the empty parking spaces of Olympus Academy. The carpeted floor of the Rover’s passenger side was littered with take-out bags from Panera Bread and Chipotle, along with a fair share of empty Starbucks venti cups. Meanwhile, the slender figure of Ariana Mossos-Huntsberg currently occupied the driver’s side of the luxurious vehicle.

For someone who had driven through the night and half the day across three states, the young woman behind the wheel was looking pretty damn good. The eighteen year-old daughter of Aphrodite pulled down the overhead mirror to stare at her reflection for a few long minutes, studying every inch of her face to make sure she was looking as close to perfection as she could. Her tanned skin was looking as smooth as porcelain, cheeks still faintly glowing pink with the remnants of her last weekend under the Bali sun. The dark locks of sleek brown hair were as silky as ever, and any evidence of her lack of sleep was hidden away by a light layer of natural-looking makeup. With one hand, Ariana dug into the Prada bag that sat in the passenger’s seat of her car and fished out a tube of watermelon lip gloss, carefully twisting it open and applying a generous coat to her plump lips. And in case the makeup wasn't enough, the provocative outfit she was wearing would definitely draw the attention away from her bitchy-looking face and to the things that truly mattered.

Mesmerized as she was in her own beauty, Ariana failed to notice the message about the impromptu assembly until it had nearly vanished from the sky. Letting out a deep sigh, the girl shut off the Rover’s engine and exited the vehicle, making sure to lock it behind her and taking all the time in the world to walk to her destination. She barely managed to squeeze into the coliseum and occupy what was probably the last empty seat before the institutional greetings began.

While the rest of her peers were following the faculty’s every word, Ariana’s attention was elsewhere. Her hazel-colored eyes were fixated on her iPhone, rose gold nails making soft clicking noises against the screen while a satisfied smirk remained on her lips. During the summer, the young woman had met the B-list West Coast DJ The Lost Cross during a party held at The Peninsula hotel. The chemistry between them had been explosive, and all it had taken was the spark of a kiss to send the two of them up in flames.

From: 🍆 Cross Daddy 🍆
When will you be back in town, doll? I want to feel what that pretty little mouth of yours can do again.


The high-voltage response she was starting to type out to Benjamin was cut short by the sound of her name echoing across the coliseum. Ariana’s head immediately whipped up from her phone and down to the arena, where Headmistress Helena was shooting her the usual scathing glare as she motioned with her head for the young woman to come on down now.

The brunette rolled her eyes, visibly annoyed at how this whole thing was playing out. Helena and Ariana’s feud had started back in the Mossos teen’s first year at Olympus Academy, when she was caught in a compromising position with one of the headmistress’ sons. If it hadn’t been for Headmaster Hector interfering on the girl’s behalf, his wife would have had her way, and Ari would have probably been expelled. But although the episode had happened years ago, Helena had never since missed a chance to test the limited, short patience of the California girl. And Ariana was sure that her name being called to be a part of this little experiment was no coincidence.

As soon as she’d reached the bottom of the arena, Ariana looked around in search of any familiar faces that would provide any sort of comfort in this shitty situation. Her eyes stumbled upon classmates she knew, and later onto the people who really mattered: her Wine Daddy, her B Daddy, her Blonde Baby, and eventually lighting up when they fell on Leo Sullivan. She’d been after the guy for years now, with as much success as Scrat the squirrel from Ice Age. But the very real possibility of being paired off to live with him for one whole year definitely put Ariana in a significantly better mood. The wheels in her naughty little mind immediately began to turn, coming up with a whole selection of ideas to seduce her way into Leo’s pants. But sadly, it was simply not meant to be. When she received her paper and greedily read the names, she was heartbroken to find out the name next to Leo’s did not belong to her.

Fucking bummer.

But not everything was bad news for the daughter of Aphrodite. The second Ariana read the name of her roommate, there was no wiping away the triumphant grin on her face. Whoever had decided to let this so-called Mystic Oracle make the pairings must truly be asking for trouble, because which faculty member in their right mind would think that having her and Asher Alcott together could be a good thing for anyone? The two had been dancing around the line between friends and lovers for years now, having decided just last semester that they would put a firm stop to the madness come this school year. But now that they were forced to share the same roof for one year? Ariana knew that all bets were off the table.

“Guess we better start handing out earplugs to the neighbors, roomie, because u and me won’t know what sleep is for a while!”, she typed up, barely managing to send off the text to her new roommate when a familiar voice went off on a rant.


"Did you see who they've paired me with?! Ian Rivers?! I've hardly even met the guy! He terrifies me, Ari! What if he possesses me? I'll tell you what, I am phoning my father right this instant! He wouldn't stand for this."

Only after Lyra Woods’ venting was done and over with did Ariana look up from her phone, choosing to remain silent while she shot the other girl a judgmental look. “So are you done being a dramatic little bitch, or should I give you a few more minutes?” she said in a snarky tone, raising an arched eyebrow at Lyra.

The brunette’s brisk words had done the trick. The anger on Lyra's face melted away into one of amusement at the same time Ariana’s judgmental look did, and both girls joined in a chuckle.

"So, how was your summer without me? Dreadful?

“The absolute worst,” Ariana teased with a smile, wrapping her best friend up in a hug while their lips came together for a brief kiss. A few whispers and murmurs buzzed around from those in close proximity, presumably talking about the scene they had just witnessed. And, as always, the brunette chose to ignore them. Had they not seen two girls kissing before? Well, too bad. Lyra and her were just that close. They would get over it. “I have so many stories to tell you, Lyly, especially the one about this DJ I met at a party-”

“I believe we have not yet properly met, miss?”

The drawl of the person who’d interrupted Ariana and Lyra’s reunion was none other than the latter’s new roomate himself: Ian Rivers. Although he’d been speaking to Lyra, he was polite enough to address Ari with a curt nod, to which the girl responded with a raised eyebrow, unflinching stare that lasted until the young man broke it to address the blonde again. “My name is Ian Rivers, and I most certainly cannot possess people, rest assured.”

“Ooooookaaaaaaay, then! This is the part where I leave,” Ari exclaimed, shooting Lyra a meaningful look before turning her eyes towards Rivers again. In all honesty, Ariana wasn't in the mood for any introductions or conversations with people she barely knew. She was exhausted from the drive, and all her body was screaming for was a long shower and hours upon hours of uninterrupted sleep. “You guys have fun without me! Toodles!”

And with that, Ariana turned on her heel and walked away, long hair flowing behind her and her hips swaying from side to side at her every step.
In It's a Family Business [Mafia/Crime RP] → 7 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
@TheWildBunnii Question: when you say the Spanish mafia, do you mean they're from Spain or that they speak Spanish?
In It's a Family Business [Mafia/Crime RP] → 7 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Reserving Cierra Ramirez with the color f6989d for that slutty and spoiled af Mexican cartel heiress!
In Palm Beach Royals: Senior Year → 7 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
@Inkarnate It evens us to 12 M 12 F
In Olympus Academy // A School for Demigods and Demigoddesses → 7 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
@Altered Tundra CAN WE JUST TALK ABOUT THE AESTHETICS AND THAT CUTE LITTLE FALLING GLITTER EFFECT?!
In It's a Family Business [Mafia/Crime RP] → 7 yrs ago Forum: Casual Interest Checks
@TheWildBunnii Yesssssss!!! Mil gracias! 😘 Looking forward to the thread!

PS: Fellow Latina in the house so hey que es la que hay LOL
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