THE ❝DAY OF❞ MEME
aka what happened before the Morning After Memes
♥ Rules
• Leave a comment with your character’s name and the fandom! Also note anything you do or do not want if you wish.
• Someone posts in your thread! This character, who will now be referred to as character B,
RNGs for two numbers. The first number will be the setting, and the
(
Read more... )
Comments 1612
Reply
[ Well. ]
[ You know those girls who aren't necessarily bad bad, but there's that one rule they keep breaking repeatedly, no matter what? Those girls who can never seem to follow dress code? That's Vanille. It was one thing to wear fur boots instead of loafers, and it was another entirely to show up to school with a skirt that couldn't even dream of passing the fingertip test. Even if it somehow magically seemed to never give a peek as to what was underneath, rules are rules. You asked her to stay after class and, when you came back in from dropping something off at the office, there she was. Seated on your desk, looking oh-so guilty with her eyes pointed toward the floor. ]
Is there anything I can do so that you won't write me up? [ She really doesn't need another dress-code violation on her record. ]
Reply
He really should of expected to find her on top of his desk, by now.]
Not really. [He gives her a pointed look from behind those shades the man never seems to take off, and sat himself down in his chair in front of the desk despite the fact she's there, and baring quite an expanse of leg and thigh.]
You know I'm intolerant of disruptive behavior in my class. I think I've told you that several times.
[It's a little hard to teach when he's right along there with his students, being distracted by her attire.]
Reply
[ The only way she could look more guilty was if she was being lead away in handcuffs, withering under his gaze- or at least, what she thinks is his gaze. It's kind of strange to be getting lectured on dress-code by a teacher who never took off his shades, even when he was indoors. Her hands wrapped around the edge of the desk, squeezing hard with nerves. ]
[ She'd been swinging her legs back and forth, earlier, not really aware of the gravity of her situation until she realized that: ] You know... If I get written up again... They're gonna suspend me. [ Over her skirt? It wasn't that bad, was it? She locked her ankles around one another, finally gathering courage to look him in the face. ]
You're sure? There's nothing I can do? I'll do anything..! Really.
Reply
Reply
Reply
Reply
... or not, maybe. She's not exactly focused on what she is (...was) wearing.]
Reply
Also, hi classmate. ]
( ooc: JUST YELL AT ME IF YOU'RE NOT OKAY WITH ANYTHING, OKOK. )
Reply
Reply
Reply
If you wore that in school, I wonder how many people would really think you were a girl.
Reply
In truth, he wasn't that much of an asshole after all. Turns out, he liked being thought of that way because people left him alone. Not that Rise's irrepressible enthusiasm could be kept at bay. Heine lauded Rise's determination, so he let her hang around with him. And being seen with Heine, no one would dare mess with her ever again.
There were conditions to any partnership, however, and Heine's conditions were pretty simple.
She had to help him overcome a terrible fear of intimacy. It wasn't that he couldn't talk to women, fuck, he talked to Rise plenty. It was... being touched that made him terribly nervous.
And certainly no one could ever know. It would be the end of his reputation.
Reply
Reply
Reply
Reply
Reply
Leave a comment