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                                   DEVON SMITH. + 22 YEARS. + BRONX, NY.                                     RAPPER&PRODUCER. ALSO KNOWN AS                                    ‘ TROOPE’. ( oc idol verse + reblog = starter. )

[96apollo]

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Send me a 'ღ' to generate a romancy drabble.

Peppermint: a candied kiss; our muses fight over the last candy...the one who does manage to grab it gets a sweet surprise, when the other muse kisses them, pulling away with a satisfied smirk, and the sweet treat between their lips.

Cold Coffee: sweet kisses and tired eyes; our muses wake up next to each other, in a tangle of limbs, the sun peaking slightly through the window...but they don't get up, it's much too comfortable in each other's arms.

Fireflies: starry nights, and fireflies; our muses are laying in the grass, either around the pitch black midnight, or somewhere after, with lidded eyes watching the stars, and playing with fireflies.

Pumpkin Spice: messy hair, and warm mugs; our muses are sitting around, having the perfect lazy day...most of it a daze of stolen kisses, and the taste of pumpkin spice on each other's lips.

Lips or Reading: trade a book for my lips; one of our muses has been really invested in a book all day...the other muse feels the need to steal said book away and retrieve his/her kisses.

Splash!: wet hair, transparent underwear; our muses are chasing each other around in the park, eventually in a collision of ankles they are soaked to the bone in a public fountain...not a good day to wear white.

Detention: ticking clocks, and chalky bums; our muses are stuck in detention...they get tired of sitting around and start having fun around the classroom. They end up with chalky hand-prints on their bums.

I Prefer Blue: paint in your hair, you don't play 'fair'; our muses are painting some rooms in the house, a debate between which hue ensues, and ends in an all out paint-war.

Pianos and Clockwork: with clocks we play, and waste the day away; one of our muses is at the piano attempting yet again to master Clocks, the other happens to walk by the door, enticed by the music...by the end of the day, they are playing together...rain a soft pitter patter on the windows.

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[96apollo]

youknowyouremyonlydream:

sexy♥♥♥

[96apollo]

Hello

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hey there.

[96apollo]

[text] I am naked and annoyed.

TFLN Sentence Starters (part 6) // ybmhtml ( x )

ᴋᴋᴛ - Yᴏᴏɴ ; tmi, tmi. ᴋᴋᴛ - Yᴏᴏɴ ; need to vent? just let it all out.

[96apollo]

[text:To Apollo From Nongdam] I drank so much that my feet don’t feel like my feet

TFLN Sentence Starters (part 6) // nongdamjoke ( x )

ᴋᴋᴛ - ɴᴏɴɢᴅᴀᴍ ; man, you’re definitely gonna feel that hangover tomorrow.

ᴋᴋᴛ - ɴᴏɴɢᴅᴀᴍ ;  i mean you did drink half that bottle of tequila yesterday.

[96apollo]

[text] Fuck baseball, getting drunk and playing with kittens is the REAL national pastime

TFLN Sentence Starters (part 6) // @solsticexsingh ( x )

ᴋᴋᴛ - ᴋɪʀᴀɴ ; and where was my invite for this?

ᴋᴋᴛ - ᴋɪʀᴀɴ ; rude much.

[96apollo]

( text : Apollo ) fireball goes down like mother's milk. btw your housemate's naked.

TFLN Sentence Starters (part 6) // valeriesong ( x )

ᴋᴋᴛ; ; you owe me a new bottle of fireball, btw.

ᴋᴋᴛ; ;  he’s drunk, don’t mind him. he should be leaving soon anyways.

[96apollo]

xirenx said: With the hand now extending towards her, her lips curved up a rather soft smile before now sliding her petite hand against his owns, giving it a gentle squeeze as she replies, “Apollo. that’s an interesting name. I’m Irene, Irene Hunter.”

 along with her shake, the male gently squeezed her hand, before he let it fall down to his side. “yeah, my father named me after the sun god. he sort’ve had an obsession with the greek gods, but uh, nice to meet you as well!”

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[96apollo]

agbarber:

Mario feat. Lil Wayne - Crying Out for Me Remix

[96apollo]

TFLN Sentence Starters (part 6)

[text] Yeah you were fine except for when you peed under the bar

[text] I am naked and annoyed.

[text] And besides a nice relationship, I just really want to get laid damnit

[text] Well, she chose the fuckboy life or the life chose her. Not sure which one but either way I don’t need that negativity in my life.

[text] I just felt emotion and I’m not okay with it

[text] you asked the cab driver if he wanted to meet your parents, last night.

[text] HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO BE A DRUNK WHEN ALL MY ENABLERS ARE BUSY?!

[text] He came on my favorite pants. He is dead to me.

[text] Uhh I just had to break up with a guy who I didn’t even know I was dating…

[text] I feel like I don’t show you my boobs enough. And you deserve to see them like all the time

[text] Idk why you’re asking me for advice on dating bro, after I told you I got a convicts number today.

[text] Currently on my Sunday walk of shame. Should I go to church?

[text] We have a great relationship based on communication, sex and mutual loathing.

[text] so an orgy is about to happen in the next room if you wondered where i am currently at in life

[text] I am praying to every god I can that he drank so much that he won’t even remember me

[text] I drank so much that my feet don’t feel like my feet

[text] He told me he’s proud of our abnormalcy as a couple. I think it’s the most romantic thing he’s ever said.

[text] Fireball goes down like mother’s milk. Btw your housemate is naked

[text] I feel like I hate him but his dick too bomb to hate completely

[text] My memory of last night is a delicious blur of tits, ass and alcohol.

[text] I had one beer! ONE BEER! They took shots in mourning of my tolerance last night. My ability to drink is a joke.

[text] I want a shirt that says, “I’m sorry for the things I said when it was Taco Tuesday”

[text] I woke up in your kitchen with my ID in my hand and my nails were painted electric blue. Dude…never let me have fireball again.

[text] Also you can’t just sext a Michelle quote from Full House.

[text] You leaned over to me in the elevator and whispered “how long do I have to pretend to be sober?”

[text] Fuck baseball, getting drunk and playing with kittens is the REAL national pastime

[text] By the way im currently in a mansion and need you to pick me up

[text] It’s times when I’m naked but also want to be platonically social that I miss you the most.

[text] I’m the girl holding the bag of goldfish

[text] in retrospect i think my mom tried to raise me gay

[text] she’s a drunken disney princess. so basically me if i had a crown and no desire for independence.

[96apollo]

                                     apollo esposito moretti. + 96′ liner. + son of an italian                                           mafia boss. + sicily, italy. + hiding out in seoul, sk.

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[96apollo]

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                            GENERAL + LITERATE + NSFW

                                  I don’t know, just reblog this shit. 

[mkindbom]

Bae på We Heart It.

[kenhong]

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“Temptation, is calling your name Sweet persuasion, baby this is a game Come closer, baby, if you like what you hear Impression, is what I’m makin you feel”

[96apollo]

Orange { ' sweats }

( colour meme. // xirenx )

Orange - I want to get to know you.

“and i want to get to know you, too.” the male smiled over at her, before extending his hand out towards the female.”ciao, i’m apollo.”