#coastercrushed

Masha was sat by the edge of the skate park, reading a book in brail, for all they could see through the air surrounding them, they'd learned it was less suspicious to learn to read brail given their milky grey eyes revealing that their physical form was blind.

Allison was sitting by the side of the Grave Pool, her feet dangling over the edge without quite touching the water. If she stretched she could probably skim the surface with her toes, but she was content enough to sit in silence and watch the stars reflecting in the still water.

…Or at least she would be, if Mapplethorp wasn’t nearby making his usual racket. Turning to look at him over her shoulder, she caught a glimpse of his stupid goofy grin and the sparkle in his eyes. He looked so bright like that, enough she felt weird, irritating twist in her stomach at the sight of him.

he sighs and reaches onto his belt for his rations. he figures how many he has left and holds out a tube for him to take. "i will give you this if you fuck off and leave me alone until the morning."

if you'd rather be with them, then just tell me. — @coastercruushed

she's letting out a frustrated groan before she can stop herself, hands pressing over her face as she leans back in her seat. it feels like once a fucking night she's having this conversation, or one like it, with mapplethorpe, and it's starting to grate on her fucking nerves. she understands insecurity, worry, but as a person who just tries to fucking internalize that? 

this shit is so hard to deal with.

Hanging out with Mapplethorpe was one of Theo's favourite things to do. He loved ignoring all of his responsibilities and just goofing around with the other.

As the two of them were playing at the arcade, Theo took the opportunity to tease Mapple while he was distracted. In one swift movement, they pressed a kiss to the back of the other's hand. "Ha! I knew that would distract you!" He beamed as he watched Mapplethorpe lose his concentration.

The last half hour being at Crazy Fun Park were always the worst for Saskia, the looming thought that she had to say goodbye to Mapplethorpe and go on about her life, while he stayed at the park.

They'd walk around the park, practically attached at the hip and refusing to let each other go, trying to avoid the inevitable. Sure, they'd see each other the next night but it always felt so far away. Then god knows what would happen when Saskia eventually had to go back to the States.

But she couldn't think about that, she couldn't allow it. Then she would start crying.

Eventually getting to the gate, she turned her back to it to only look at Mapplethorpe. "God, I hate this bit."

It wasn't often Morgan got in the mood like this - almost everyone was out, but he knew Mapplethorpe was around, so he went to find him. Draping himself over the other's shoulders from behind, Morgan starts to press kisses to the other's throat - hips canting ever so slightly as he does.

"i think if i tried to follow through, you'd go into cardiac arrest."

arms cross over her chest, an eyebrow raises. soraya leans back in her seat, but she won't break eye contact, not just yet. mapplethorpe will probably end up wishing she did in just a minute.