#fnpride

❝I didn’t think I would win. I’ve always had bad luck.❞ Osomatsu walked up to the guy. To be honest, he picked a random name, kind of like he would with gambling. It sure was a hard one too. Someone didn’t want to back down. He stood in front of Tarras, a hand on his own hip, looking up at the guy.

@pomeraniancerb || Pride Event starter

✼:*ﾟ✿ *･ﾟ❁ :*ﾟ If he was to be completely sincere, the last thing he expected from going to a strip club was to end up with the contact info from a male stripper. But to be fair, that day nothing had gone the usual way -going as far as to end with him taking a man for the first time in his life, mostly out of curiosity. It was a curious experience, but it was by no means a bad one, and just like Roen had managed to charm him that night, he continued to do so at all times, forcing him to circle around him like a honeybee around a rose.

With a couple of meetings already behind them, it didn’t felt as strange to go together to the Pride Event. They both wanted to go, and their schedules matched, so why not? It might be easier than going on his own.

The meetup place was common ground, some blocks away from the actual festival center, and Urie was prompt to arrive, always rather punctual. A smile forming on his lips as he saw the familiar blue haired, he bowed forward in a playful way

❝CHEEEEHOOO!❞

Fire bursts out from the side as men and women dressed in traditional hula clothing gathered to the center. Some with instruments. Their traditional hula outfit had a twist to it; the pride flags. Each wearing every single one, until the chief stepped in.

Moana wore one that represents all of them. She stood there proudly as everyone else did. Silence. It was as if they were building up for something. Then she starts it off with a chant. It was dramatic and even if it was in another language, it had that feeling that everyone would be moved by it.

Soon the women sang, the drums filled the quiet area and everyone began to dance. They told stories with their dance, but this one was different. Moana had to come up with a new dance, one fitted for this day. One that’ll speak to everyone.

     It had been some time after he had discovered Rei hadn’t anticipated anything with him. He had instantly gotten the wrong idea, and couldn’t even keep from crying at the idea that maybe, just maybe, Rei didn’t want much to do with him at all. If it truly were just a game to him what was the point of having been up for auction at all? He had even yelled that at him before going off to get some space and had had a little bit of time to recover before his phone sounded. He read the message, frown fixated along his features at the prospect of confrontation.

                   [Text:] You should be focusing on work, not texting me Rei-kun.

     Sighing, he put the phone down, heart sinking into his chest. Maybe he shouldn’t have replied at all.

Fine mess he’d gotten himself into, and now he’s trying to iron out all the wrinkles he’d caused. Rei wouldn’t know how much he’ll be doing, but he’s determined to fix them. Now if only Tsumugi would stop deflecting him like with his reply.

Rei’s lips grumpily pursed to the side as he read Tsumugi’s reply. While Tsumugi did have a very valid point, Rei wasn’t one to give up so easily. He’d gotten a reply, and that’s all the ‘go’ signal he needs.

@pomeraniancerb

Closed Event Starter for @tsundere-model

[✧ﾟ･*♚*･ﾟ✧ ] Ponsol had made his way up to the stage because he had the winning bet for at least one of the Izumi’s, and he looked over to see a familiar face standing there, and another one a bit away off on the stage. Wasn’t that--- so it wasn’t a typo. Huh-- who would have known? 

He’d handed over a check that had the amount he bid on Izumi written on it to the Auction Manager who happily accepted the check. Given how active the bids were, he could only imagine that they made a killing today. A lot of funds were going to go to Charity, and if he thought of it that way, it could help him feel better. 

Reading over the terms and conditions, he signed his name saying that he understood. It was done, Izumi was in a sense ‘his’ for the time being. With one look thrown Izumi’s way, he looked away and walked off. Should you take that as a sign to follow him, or was that a sign to say that you were already dismissed? It’s all up to you, really. 

FNPride Starter for @dokuhebi-tactician

When she first met Aigis here in Akounri, Fuuka was so ecstatic and was really looking forward in catching up with her. They even agreed to meet up at this event for Pride month, she was not expecting to receive news of her friend getting sold off at an auction!

Not only is Fuuka gonna be spending time alone in the festival, but she’s also gonna be stressed out at the thought of her friend possibly ending up stuck with a terrible pervert!

She feels her breathing getting short again. She needs to calm down. Pulling out her inhaler, she starts breathing deeply and slowly into it. She’s being too paranoid. Unlike her, Aigis is a stronger and smarter young woman. She would know how to deal with those sorts of creepy people.

@raveinthedarknight || FNPride Starter

Even if Hound was aware of how impulsive he was, it was still hard for him to control this, his heated temperament getting the best out of him more often than not. An example of it was... well, right now.

It was good that he had money saved from his time as an assassin, otherwise he might not have been able to actually go through with buying his co-worker.

Balancing the literal tower of food he was barely able to hold -and that seemed impossible to consume for a single person- Hound walked over to the stage to sign and make his payment. Once that was done, he turned over to look at Ravein -the guy as expressionless as literally always.