AimeChambers
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8 yrs ago
And by answering 1x1's today I mean tomorrow because I'm sleeping the day away.
8 yrs ago
Gonna try my best to answer 1x1's today!
8 yrs ago
I don't have any more RAMEN AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH uguuu u.u
8 yrs ago
Finally got around to finishing the new season of BBC Sherlock. Oh Bollocks!
8 yrs ago
When all you crave is ramen... but you've already eaten it for your last two meals!
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Hi there! I am Aime (aw-EEE-meh) and I'm an addict to collabs and OC creation! I have a forum called 'My Personal Unfinished Business' if you wanna check it out. I'm currently doing some danganronpa rps while slowly working on rebooting my own rp 'Folly of a Felicitous Prince', check it out! It's like, 3:00 AM right now, so I might just be a litttttttle bit tired happy-go-lucky... but that's fine! Um... I suppose I should put some stuff about me right? Here ya go!
-I've been a roleplayer for over 8 years, but I do take hiatuses sometimes. If I haven't come on in a while, nag me about it! I'm trying to be good and not do like 60 rps at once.
-My characters usually have traumatic and dark backstories so don't be alarmed!
-I typically start my replies out freakishly long no matter who I'm roleplaying with. Afterwards, I match mine with how long my partner's replies are.
-I love adding a little bit of humor even if it's dark, but before doing anything too spontaneous, I promise to run it by you in OOC first.
-P.S. I love fluff! And yaoi! All the gay every day!
-I've been a roleplayer for over 8 years, but I do take hiatuses sometimes. If I haven't come on in a while, nag me about it! I'm trying to be good and not do like 60 rps at once.
-My characters usually have traumatic and dark backstories so don't be alarmed!
-I typically start my replies out freakishly long no matter who I'm roleplaying with. Afterwards, I match mine with how long my partner's replies are.
-I love adding a little bit of humor even if it's dark, but before doing anything too spontaneous, I promise to run it by you in OOC first.
-P.S. I love fluff! And yaoi! All the gay every day!
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The Blonde's gaze moved up from the clothes in Alver's hands to the man himself. His face was... really red? But it wasn't like he was in a towel or... Micah glanced down at himself.
Oh.
Well that was a way to find out whether or not Alver was still gay or not. Mikaela was totally okay with anyone of any sexuality now, but it was still weird for him to think of anyone from the past as gay. Honestly, now he thought that Alver was just misguided when he had confessed to the Blonde all those years ago. Not because of the being gay part, but liking him of all people? Micah wasn't exactly the perfect male.
He knew what men... did. That was something he had experienced on a night much gloomier than this one. Shaking that off, a blush slipped onto his own face as he moved to at the very least button up his pants. "I- I'm sorry I was just- and I-"
Alver was scolding him again... Micah hung his head a little ashamed. Should he really impose on Alver so much after what he had done for Luke? The Blonde stared down at his toes before he was suddenly engulfed in the nightshirt that had previously been in the Albino's hands. Micah scurried to get it on properly, finding that the shirt went down to his upper shins and the neckline was a lot farther down that it should have been.
The blonde stared back up at his childhood friend with a laugh. "I can dress myself, you know," He shook his head, water spraying around a little. Without the buttons inhibiting his pants, Micah slipped them off in front of Alver, knowing that with the shirt so long he wouldn't see anything.
But this shirt was more like a dress... "Is there anything else I could wear? I don't have um... Oh, never mind!" He was wearing the underwear from earlier, but he definitely didn't think that Alver would be sharing undergarments too.
Oh.
Well that was a way to find out whether or not Alver was still gay or not. Mikaela was totally okay with anyone of any sexuality now, but it was still weird for him to think of anyone from the past as gay. Honestly, now he thought that Alver was just misguided when he had confessed to the Blonde all those years ago. Not because of the being gay part, but liking him of all people? Micah wasn't exactly the perfect male.
He knew what men... did. That was something he had experienced on a night much gloomier than this one. Shaking that off, a blush slipped onto his own face as he moved to at the very least button up his pants. "I- I'm sorry I was just- and I-"
Alver was scolding him again... Micah hung his head a little ashamed. Should he really impose on Alver so much after what he had done for Luke? The Blonde stared down at his toes before he was suddenly engulfed in the nightshirt that had previously been in the Albino's hands. Micah scurried to get it on properly, finding that the shirt went down to his upper shins and the neckline was a lot farther down that it should have been.
The blonde stared back up at his childhood friend with a laugh. "I can dress myself, you know," He shook his head, water spraying around a little. Without the buttons inhibiting his pants, Micah slipped them off in front of Alver, knowing that with the shirt so long he wouldn't see anything.
But this shirt was more like a dress... "Is there anything else I could wear? I don't have um... Oh, never mind!" He was wearing the underwear from earlier, but he definitely didn't think that Alver would be sharing undergarments too.
Micah set to stripping his sweaty clothes off. Even though his uniform was usually wrinkled, it wasn't nearly as bad before now. There were a couple new stains on his apron when he had dropped a few half-empty glasses and a bit of yellow on one of the cuffs of his tuxedo shirt. Mikaela ran a hand through his hair again and cringed, the moist consistency made him want to duck his head under the water immediately with all his clothes still on.
Now that he was at Alver's maybe the Blonde could relax a little... But that would be awfully rude, wouldn't it? But they were childhood friends... Oh, bullocks!
Micah finished stripping off his clothes and set them on the sink, the less wrinkled they were the better. He slipped off his boxer briefs and searched around his bag for his usually extra set of clothing, only to see that he didn't have anything. It must still be in his work locker at the restaurant... All he had were some dirty boxers from when he had had to sleep over at Hank's one night. Giving a sigh, Mikaela dropped the pair back into his bag and slipped under the spout.
The water felt good on his sweaty skin and he took a few seconds with his head held back. He first moved to wash the muck out of his hair before hurrying to clean off his body. It wouldn't do to make Alver waiting.
Finally, Micah slipped out from under the water and started to pat himself down with a nearby towel, smelling great! He slipped the extra deodorant out of his bag and used it, before trying to wring the water out of his hair. Alver hadn't brought any clothes to him yet and it wasn't like he was going to go out in a towel...
A blush slipped over his face before he decided to slip his old clothes back on. He was just slipping his pants over his butt when he heard a knock on the door. Not thinking much of his overly nakedness, mikaela opened the door wide, his pants buttons and zipper still undone. "Yes? Oh... I was just gonna change back..."
The man looked over at the clothes in Alver's hands, they looked a lot more comfortable, but...
Now that he was at Alver's maybe the Blonde could relax a little... But that would be awfully rude, wouldn't it? But they were childhood friends... Oh, bullocks!
Micah finished stripping off his clothes and set them on the sink, the less wrinkled they were the better. He slipped off his boxer briefs and searched around his bag for his usually extra set of clothing, only to see that he didn't have anything. It must still be in his work locker at the restaurant... All he had were some dirty boxers from when he had had to sleep over at Hank's one night. Giving a sigh, Mikaela dropped the pair back into his bag and slipped under the spout.
The water felt good on his sweaty skin and he took a few seconds with his head held back. He first moved to wash the muck out of his hair before hurrying to clean off his body. It wouldn't do to make Alver waiting.
Finally, Micah slipped out from under the water and started to pat himself down with a nearby towel, smelling great! He slipped the extra deodorant out of his bag and used it, before trying to wring the water out of his hair. Alver hadn't brought any clothes to him yet and it wasn't like he was going to go out in a towel...
A blush slipped over his face before he decided to slip his old clothes back on. He was just slipping his pants over his butt when he heard a knock on the door. Not thinking much of his overly nakedness, mikaela opened the door wide, his pants buttons and zipper still undone. "Yes? Oh... I was just gonna change back..."
The man looked over at the clothes in Alver's hands, they looked a lot more comfortable, but...
I think that might be the best because more scolding and his chest is bare~
At least his pretty hair is clean~
@Silver Fox
At least his pretty hair is clean~
@Silver Fox
@Silver Fox
Of course!
Or I could just have him trying to put his uniform back on and only wearing pants
Of course!
Or I could just have him trying to put his uniform back on and only wearing pants
@Silver Fox
How to make this even more funny...? Oh! Maybe Micah in a towel?
How to make this even more funny...? Oh! Maybe Micah in a towel?
Micah had turned around to fiddle with a nearby leaf on the ground when he heard the door open. Straightening up, he looked over at his childhood friend and gave a nervous smile. Alver looked as neat as ever and it seemed that Luke hadn't killed him during their time together, so that was a plus.
Eh... The food, maybe it wasn't the right time to bring up the full Tupperware in his bag... Of course, that's when he moved to slip the bag to his upper shoulder and the Tupperware dropped like an anchor. Mikaela hurried to scoop it up before the Albino could see, but that was obviously a fool's errand.
Following Alver's directions, the blonde slipped off his shoes, smiling gratefully, but still a little sheepishly at his friend. A bath sounded wonderful and he let out a huge sigh of relief. Micah was about to brush the moosey bangs in front of his face when Alver did it for him. The blonde stood still, sort of in a daze from being pampered and also a little embarrassed. He- He didn't look that bad, did he?
Micah was suddenly turned around and pushed towards a bathroom, which he tried his best to offer a weird of thanks, but couldn't get the words out. Instead, he hurried over to the bathroom door, slightly tripping before pulling himself up with the handle. Micah quickly went inside and closed the door behind himself.
And... Another sigh of relief. That had been too awkward, he hadn't been able to say anything thankful at all! The blonde leaned against the bathroom door cursing at himself before checking out the rest of the bathroom he was in. How did this stuff even work?
Eh... The food, maybe it wasn't the right time to bring up the full Tupperware in his bag... Of course, that's when he moved to slip the bag to his upper shoulder and the Tupperware dropped like an anchor. Mikaela hurried to scoop it up before the Albino could see, but that was obviously a fool's errand.
Following Alver's directions, the blonde slipped off his shoes, smiling gratefully, but still a little sheepishly at his friend. A bath sounded wonderful and he let out a huge sigh of relief. Micah was about to brush the moosey bangs in front of his face when Alver did it for him. The blonde stood still, sort of in a daze from being pampered and also a little embarrassed. He- He didn't look that bad, did he?
Micah was suddenly turned around and pushed towards a bathroom, which he tried his best to offer a weird of thanks, but couldn't get the words out. Instead, he hurried over to the bathroom door, slightly tripping before pulling himself up with the handle. Micah quickly went inside and closed the door behind himself.
And... Another sigh of relief. That had been too awkward, he hadn't been able to say anything thankful at all! The blonde leaned against the bathroom door cursing at himself before checking out the rest of the bathroom he was in. How did this stuff even work?
Mikaela arrived quite a bit later than he expected, not even getting to the general area until 10:45. The man wasn't as exhausted as the past few nights... Or maybe he was running on all the nervous energy pumping through him. Had he really left Luke with Alver? It wasn't like he didn't think they'd get along- heavens no! But... Things were awkward between the two of them and he had just pushed the young boy onto him. It was a surprise that Micah hadn't gotten into a car crash with how much his head was in the clouds.
Micah was lucky that his evening job was so loud and rushed and that Hank was there, otherwise he might have slipped into his fantasies. With the busy lifestyle he was in now, his escape coping mechanism was thrown out the window. It was only because he had enough time to eat, work, and sleep that he hadn't had any recent daymares and night dreams.
Micah stared down at the tupperware in the passenger seat next to him. It had gone completely untouched for the whole night as was probably stone cold. The man didn't know if he should leave it out here or bring it inside... But maybe he should- oh dear...
Finally, Micah slipped out of the car, slipping the tupperware into his bag. He'd figure out that problem eventually, but for now, he wanted to stop putting such a burden on his tall friend. Racking his fingers through his strawberry blonde hair, he made for the door. His uniform of a tuxedo top and apron was wrinkled with his sleeves up to his elbows and the moose in his hair making it even worse than his everyday bedhead. The man came up to the door and gave it a hesitant knock.
But it was already really late, would Alver be sleeping? Wait, that was silly! He'd be watching over Luke or working! But what if he couldn't hear him? Mikaela moved from foot to foot before knocking on the door more loudly. "I'm pathetic..."
Micah was lucky that his evening job was so loud and rushed and that Hank was there, otherwise he might have slipped into his fantasies. With the busy lifestyle he was in now, his escape coping mechanism was thrown out the window. It was only because he had enough time to eat, work, and sleep that he hadn't had any recent daymares and night dreams.
Micah stared down at the tupperware in the passenger seat next to him. It had gone completely untouched for the whole night as was probably stone cold. The man didn't know if he should leave it out here or bring it inside... But maybe he should- oh dear...
Finally, Micah slipped out of the car, slipping the tupperware into his bag. He'd figure out that problem eventually, but for now, he wanted to stop putting such a burden on his tall friend. Racking his fingers through his strawberry blonde hair, he made for the door. His uniform of a tuxedo top and apron was wrinkled with his sleeves up to his elbows and the moose in his hair making it even worse than his everyday bedhead. The man came up to the door and gave it a hesitant knock.
But it was already really late, would Alver be sleeping? Wait, that was silly! He'd be watching over Luke or working! But what if he couldn't hear him? Mikaela moved from foot to foot before knocking on the door more loudly. "I'm pathetic..."
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