Deven Clarington

The seconds that ticked by in silence felt longer than it actually was, and Wyatt couldn’t help but feel a bit nervous as he waited. He chewed lightly on his lip without even realizing he was doing it. Master said it was fine, seemed like he was understanding, but Wyatt couldn’t help but wonder if he really understood. It wasn’t appropriate for him to question Master like that, he was to obey no matter what. “Yes, Master, we have been talking about updating things and adding a few new things. I’m not against it, it’s just…” embarrassing, he thought to himself, but didn’t say out loud at the moment. “something I’m going to need to adjust to, which I suppose will go hand in hand with you training me, which I asked for too. May I please ask what you all have in mind, Master? What you expect of me?”

Wyatt’s gaze shifted downward for a moment as his Master spoke. He probably could have worded that better, not seemed like he was having an attitude about it. All Master was trying to do was look out for him, take care of him, and it was not his place to question such things. Wyatt took a deep breath in and let it out before he lifted his gaze to look at Master Deven once more. “No, no problem, Master. I’m sorry for the way that that sounded.”

Thank you to everyone who voted in the Mark Leader Election! I know I ran unopposed, but it still means a lot that people believed in me enough to vote for me instead of abstaining. I want everyone to know that I am planning on taking this as seriously as it deserves to be taken. I already have so many ideas, and I can’t wait to set them into motion. To begin, I want to open the floor to my fellow Switches. I would really like some feedback, to hear what it is you’re all specifically hoping to see improve here for those carrying the new mark. What challenges have you faced? What questions do you have? What would be most beneficial to you at this stage of things? Let me know, I want to hear from each of you!

I don’t want anyone to think they’ve been forgotten. While these elections were to unify the marks, with the way things have been going I think we could all do with some unity. I’m working on another idea for this weekend. One that I hope will help everyone start to rebuild some of these bridges. I’m not going to reveal what it’s for, because I don’t want that to be used as a reason people don’t attend, or skip out. But, I would like for everyone- and I do mean everyone- to leave their name and mark down below. I’ll release the “why” later. Just know that this is for an event that will require participation this weekend. It won’t be massive and it won’t take up too much time, but it will happen in parts, and it will require some effort. So again, please just leave your name and mark down below, and leave the rest to me! I hope I’ll see everyone responding soon. 

@tgaimportant​

Darrean. You have a way of uniting others, as always. Deven Clarington, Dominant. 

Wyatt made his way into Master Deven’s bedroom when he heard the other man order him. Without a word, he moved to kneel at the indicated spot, and settled himself with his hands resting on his thighs. He gave his Master his undivided attention as he looked up at his Dominant. They had talked about it, so Wyatt had expected that Master would be making changes of some sort. But, he hadn’t expected Master to want to address his bathroom habits. He already asked for permission except for the morning as Master was still sleeping, and it was in his rules that he was allowed to without needing direct permission, but other than that it was one area of his life he’d always had a level of privacy with. Wyatt’s eyebrows furrowed some as he thought through the information he was being told. “A chart like one of those that they give to children and they put stickers on?” 

I’ve just endured a long flight from Ireland, so don’t bore me with mundane information.  For those who I have not met personally, I’m Killian Flanagan. That will be Sir or Master for Switches and submissives.  I require service to get myself unpacked and settled. Make yourselves known, submissives, so you can be useful. That’s not a suggestion.  @tgaimportant​

Welcome back Killian, you look like you’ve fared well enough. I hope you found the service you were requesting. With every passing day I am more and more grateful for my Wyatt, the submissives here are lacking horrifically. 

I’ve been asking for a transfer for years, I didn’t think this was how I’d get it. Still on the fence about being this far away. My name is Polo, I’m a Submissive, and it’s good to finally have a fresh start. I came in last night but I didn’t feel like being social so I settled in and charged my new phone that the school gave me. …How is everyone?

@tgaimportant​

Welcome to TGA Polo. I’m sure things haven’t been easy, but hopefully they’ll be better for you here. If you need anything, let me know. Both myself and Wyatt, my submissive, are available to assist. 

PRIVATE TO ALL ROYALS, NOBLES & POLITICIANS

I’ve taken some time to think this over, and I think with the way that public displays are going individually, we might be better suited to take this on from a united front. Regardless of politics, setting aside opinions is the best way to move forward, I think. Instead of focusing on what’s happening or what we think about it, we should be there for the clean up and keeping things civil on all fronts. My suggestion is that we start putting together care packages, and honestly this is something that we can continue to put together for the rest of our time here. The infirmary already has aftercare kits and stuff, but we have the money to throw a little luxury in there, to take this specific event as a special circumstance to give a little more. Some have already offered their suites and assistance, but it might be easier to anonymously pick up a box somewhere and take it with them. And with no opinions or political views attached to this endeavor, everyone and anyone can feel like they can take advantage of it. 

Another idea to go with this that I want all of your help with is to sign out one of the meeting rooms either at Dalton or over in the club hall in the admin building. We can leave the care packages there for people to take but also set it up nicely so that anyone and everyone feels like they can go somewhere to enjoy themselves, hang out, and relax. We could bring in bean bag chairs, televisions, game consoles, and maybe even sign out a second room as a spa with items we’ll restock to help people chill and pamper themselves. I bet we could find some people to volunteer to hang out in both spaces, to moderate and to help in the spa. I think we’ve got at least one makeup artist and at least one hair stylist in the student population, we’ve got everything else. 

If anyone else has anything to add, feel free. To be clear, I’m hoping to do something together that will go beyond mark, status, and politics. To give back, and to provide safety and try to lead by example to call for a ceasefire with all of the tension and fighting. 

@tgaimportant @monsieurbeausmythe @tgaprettyboyswitch @masternikolai @eleanor-flanagan @remynavarro @tgatutor @dommanny @submissiveval @submissivehana @cohenchangsang @submissivebee @andersonelliott @tgadarreananderson @dom-patrick @partyboyparker @tganickduval @misscampbellclarington​ @domdarksiren​ @princesssophiastjames​

In the interest of progress and moving forward from the chaos that has erupted on this campus, I’m inclined to agree that this is a good idea. I am willing to contribute financially in any way necessary. Let me know what your plans are for moving forward with these ideas. 

a public text post by writtenbyharold: Little Emily vanished last year. Now they’re pouring new sidewalks in my neighborhood, and I’ve found her name in the wet cement, written in remembrance. But it was written in reverse. And from below.

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Last night a friend rushed me out of the house to catch the opening act at a local bar’s music night. After a few drinks I realized my phone wasn’t in my pocket. I checked the table we were sitting at, the bar, the bathrooms, and after no luck I used my friend’s phone to call mine. After two rings someone answered, gave out a low raspy giggle, and hung up. They didn’t answer again. I eventually gave it up as a lost cause and headed home. I found my phone laying on my night stand, right where I left it.

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Hello, my dear. You do not know who I am, but I know you. I am one of the three demons that were assigned to you at birth. You see, some people in this world are destined for greatness, destined to live happy, fulfilling lives. You, I am afraid, are not one of those people, and it is our job to make sure of that. Who are we? Oh yes, of course, how rude of me. Allow me to introduce us: Shame is my younger brother, the demon on your left shoulder. Shame tells you that you’re a freak; that those thought you have are not normal; that you will never fit in. Shame whispered into your ear when your mother found you playing with yourself as a child. Shame is the one who makes you hate yourself. Fear sits on your right shoulder. He is my older brother, as old as life itself. Fear fills every dark corner with monsters, turns every stranger on a dark street into a murderer. Fear stops you from telling your crush how you feel. He tells you it is better not to try than let people see you fail. Fear makes you build your own prison. Who am I, then? I am the worst of your demons, but you see me as a friend. You turn to me when you have nothing else, because I live in your heart. I am the one who forces you to endure. The one who prolongs your torment. Sincerely, Hope.

Sleep well.

I must admit I’m not usually interested in anything except historical nonfiction, but your stories are captivating Harold. 

PM to @devenisaclarington​: I won’t make you chase me, Sir. We’ve been paired for the optional Valentine’s Day event. Let me know if you’d like to do anything, I’ll roll with whatever you’re comfortable with or looking for. I know you have non sexual asterisked on your part on the Dom list, which works perfectly for me.

DM: Smart choice, Adrian. Thank you for the ease of communication. It is optional, but I can imagine it would look incredibly bad if I were to not participate. Something casual is best, if you find yourself in need of a domestic scene I can provide that. What are you looking to gain with this, Adrian. I know you are a Switch, are you in need of submission?

I can’t be the only one wondering what happened to the Dominants at this school. I mean, shit. There used to be some real psychopaths around here. Zoe and Malakai Abrams, here’s looking at you both. What happened guys? I’d give my left tit to shake the hand of whatever magician turned TGA’s lions into grazing lambs.  @dommebramszoe @tgakaiabrams​ @tgaimportant

Genevieve, no. Whatever this is, you don’t need to assert yourself like this. If you are having trouble, come to Hunter, myself, or Campbell. This is concerning. I want to hear from you. Immediately.

back on campus

Kinda feels like I never left.  For those of you I don’t know- I’m Bellamy Fabray.  Hi. 

@tgaimportant​

Hello Bellamy. I am Deven Clarington, Dominant. I am sure you recognize me from your last time here, and if not by that then by my face or name. I hope you found your family and are adjusting well.