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Smash or pass!
“heard he’s a pianist. means he’s good with his fingers. smash.”
smash or pass!!
“Look, that kind of girl looks like she’d make soup for someone and if you aren’t willing to smash someone who would like some soup while you’re sick, romance really is dead.”
smash or pass: gracie, tait, nevara
gracie
“she works in the daycare, right? she may be too soft for any kind of smashing I have to offer. I don’t want to break her.”
tait
“the olympic fuckin’ skier? smash. beat me the fuck up, show me how to take the slopes, beat me in a race, beat me in bed. I'm fucking down.”
nevara
“If I'm being completely honest, I get this feeling that she’d be boring in bed...but I'm open to being proven wrong.”
smash or pass cam n lexa
cam
“look, once a man knows what to do with his hands on my body, I'm always down to smash.”
lexa
“a businesswoman who knows how to put her foot down and tug on the proverbial ballsack of the men who scrutinize her? she practically shatters that glass ceiling and you’re asking me if I find that attractive or not? smash, obviously.”
smash or pass - charlie :o
“I feel like smashing charlie would mean I could also take advantage of his outdoor skills when the zombie apocalypse finally happens, so, uh, smash, for sure.”
❄️ - anna
❄️ / play in the snow with my muse . ( can specify . )
it was 2 a.m., the bar was freshly closed, and anna and eddie were outside, about to leave. the call for nicotine had overtaken eddie, though, and anna was nice enough to wait around for him to finish his cigarette. they were talking small talk about family and day-to-day routine and eddie finally dropped his butt into the trash can next to him. “you ever made a snow angel?” he inquired. of course she had. she’d probably made countless snow angels. she’d probably gotten snow caught up in her eyelashes and the long, dark tendrils of her hair. eddie couldn’t recall if he had and he told her that. she looked shocked, but, also, perhaps a bit sympathetic. she said, “well, why not now?” and eddie scoffed, “now? I'm too old for that shit now.” but she said, so quickly, “I'll do it if you do it.” that he couldn’t resist. So the two of them sprawled out into the soft, burning snow and eddie could feel his cheeks bitten bright red and he could see his breath rising and he couldn’t see anna because the snow was too high once he laid down. he pushed his arms up and down and his legs, in and out, and he could hear her doing the same and feel his heart expand and his throat close up and this was the closest thing he had gotten to a maternal connection in so long and eddie closed his eyes and felt the wet on his cheeks, but not really because they were numb now. “I appreciate you, Anna.” he said, thickly.
“Smash or Pass” + my characters
lunette lake:
“have you seen lunette? I mean, not to be risqué or anything, but god bless, girl. you could be a VS angel, if you wanted to be; smash as fuck......wait, actually, Victoria’s Secret is a really shitty corporation and you deserve better than that, BUT the point is, you’re beautiful.”
beau chase:
“the only thing I know about this guy is that he plays hockey and, if past experience serves to be telling of the future, hockey players are blockheads and I can’t really smash if I can’t have a decent conversation, so....”
annalore frizzi
“look. look. I know it may be taboo. and I would have to be maybe a little intoxicated, because I respect her way too much to defile whatever kind of friendship we have, but I mean....come on...she’s hot for forty-something.”
thaddeus wynn
“thad is foreign; that, in itself, means he is a hard smash, pointblank, period.”
eli honeychurch
** already answered **
jed lynch
“I feel like jed would tell me he loves me the first time we fuck and then write a song about me and serenade me outside my apartment window, like some cheesy 80′s scene and that kind of commitment scares the shit out of me so, uh, pass.”
🎄 / decorate and help my muse with a christmas tree - From Libby x
🎄 / decorate and help my muse with a christmas tree - libby
libby recruited eddie into helping her with the tree when she saw him sneak into the ice rink’s lobby for the hot chocolate they had in the corner for guests. he hated decorating - it was, admittedly, his least favorite holiday pastime - but after pouring some rum into the hot chocolate, it wasn’t the worst time. libby was like a snarky little elf that had run away from Santa’s workshop and eddie - the love baby of The Grinch and Scrooge - had an interesting dynamic, bickering back and forth with hints of shit-eating grin. her company - starkly different from the constant scrutiny from his parents - made the activity a little less tortuous; in fact, being the one to put the star on top of the tree - something he hadn’t had the honors of doing in years - it really caused his spirit to soar. when libby finally plugged in the blinking, colorful lights and eddie flipped off the obnoxious fluorescent ones, he truly felt the spirit, whatever the fuck that was - maybe it was just the rum.
“Smash or Pass” + the Honeychurch kids.
“Oh, jesus, you give me The Clan to pick from? Fuck. Alright, well, Eli’s a definite smash, because have you seen that jawline? Picturesque. Wes is chill, but way too high energy for me sometimes; he reminds me of the kind of guy who has to have a mirror in front of him whenever he fucks, so...pass. Pass on Loren, because, to be quite honest, she intimidates me for some weird reason. Maybe it’s because she seems to have her shit together and my shit is just kind of...spilling out everywhere. Libby’s, uh...objectively? A smash. She’s a fuckin’ cutie, hell yeah, but she would also probably rip my dick off for laughs, so. I guess it depends on the day. Pipes would definitely rip my dick off and, for some reason, I still wanna smash. Where you at, Piper?”
rpmemesfam :
CHRISTMAS / WINTER THEMED MEME .
send a symbol from your muse to mine. feel free to combine actions or add specifics even when it doesn’t ask for it . add ‘ ↪ ‘ for a reverse of my muse to yours .
HOLIDAY :
🎁 / our muses exchange gifts to one another . ( can specify . )
🍞 / to invite my muse to a holiday dinner with their family .
🎅 / help my muse gift wrap a present . ( can specify for who )
🔌 / help hang lights or decorate with my muse .
🎄 / decorate and help my muse with a christmas tree .
🌿 / our muses catch themselves under a mistletoe .
WEATHER :
☃️ / build a snowman with my muse .
❄️ / play in the snow with my muse . ( can specify . )
💨 / our muses are trapped inside a cabin during a snow storm .
🐾 / our muses find footprints in the snow and follow them .
✨ / our muses watch the northern lights together .
🌲 / my muse helps yours cut down a christmas tree .
🔥 / help my muse get firewood and build a fire .
NICE :
👀 / my muses reaction to finding out your muse is their secret santa .
😷 / help and aid my muse while their sick .
🍵 / our muses share a cup of hot coco .
💑 / propose or ask my muse to be their girl / boyfriend . ( specify which . )
$ / offer my muse money through a hard time .
🎭 / invite my muse to a christmas / winter masquerade .
NAUGHTY :
💋 / give my muse a hot steamy kiss .
👗 / my muse dresses up as a sexy santa for your muse .
👅 / my muse licks your muse .
🍷 / my muse stops your muse from coming onto them while being drunk .
🏃 / catch my muse stealing valuable’s from your muses family during a family holiday dinner
Send me “Smash or Pass” + a name and my muse will answer with 100% honesty.
Something that Lucas loved more than anything was decorating, especially when it was Christmas. And on his day off much to his sister’s grumbles, calling him lame, he spent it at the shops buying decorations for his office and extra stuff for the house, and a special gift for Libby that he’d hope she’d appreciate. “Shit,” he said tripping over something leading dropping some papers and the box of stuff, “Damn it,” he said kneeling to pick the stuff up.
“jesus, dude, it’s like Santa Claus puked out here.” eddie commented, dropping down to a knee and helping the young man put the stuff back into the box. “what do you plan on decorating, the Eiffel Tower?” he laughed and straightened up the papers that found their way to the floor, too.
“I’m so sorry to bother you, beause you must be busy, but…I actually need your help,” she said knowing that the person she did need couldn’t come through so she sucked up her pride.
eddie was in the middle of dealing with a random pop of customers; he was flipping cups, filling them with alcohol, trying to remember the speciality recipes and Deals of the Day, and this brunette - who, otherwise, would have been hot to eddie - whose voice was clear as a bell, asked him for help? “there are, like, 100, maybe 115 people in this room, lady; what can I do that they can't?”
Her brother was going to kill her, but Libby currently thought she was the funniest person on the planet. Stood at the bottom of the slope Libby had a stack of papers she was handing out, Lucas’ face, a brief description of her brooding brother and a date and time for auditions the youngest Honeychurch girl was trying to find a girlfriend for her boyfriend. “Hi, I’m holding auditions, a great eligible bachelor is ready for the taking.”
eddie wasn’t supposed to be out on the slopes, but after a particularly heckling guest at the bar, he couldn’t find the peace of mind to continue working, so he called in his floater and headed to the slopes. he enjoyed snowboarding, it created an escape for him and he knew the hills so well that he didn’t catch the girl just standing at the bottom of it. which, in turn, caused him to wipe out, spraying snow up to the girl’s knees. he looked up at her from a pile of snow, breathing hard, and said, “what the fuck, dude, didn’t you know that this is the World’s Shittiest Place to stand, flyers or not?”
“when i become a billionaire the first thing i’m going to do is sue amazon, and trademark my name. and then i’m gonna start coming after every single person who has asked me to play despacito this year.”
“I understand amazon, because, honestly, fuck those guys - the way they treat their employees is fucking horrible - but how bad have daddy yankee and luis fonsi really hurt you?”
ccarvahlx:
Catalina was about to ask for directions when he offered to take her, and she smiled, nodding her head. “I’d love that, yes,” she smiled. “I’m Catalina, by the way. I just got here.”
“Well, welcome to the simultaneously most beautiful and dullest resort and ski spot in the state. I’ve been in Wyoming my whole life so everyone vacations here and everyone’s heard about it.” Eddie adjusted the board under his arm and whipped his hat off, “Where did you move here from?” He tucked his hat into his pocket and opened the door of the resort for her, gesturing for her to go to the right.