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Masterlist of Memes :: Not Accepting

» a daydream my muse has about yours

Chanmi looked beautiful in the all red dress and Mars couldn’t be prouder. She came from a line of seamstresses and had been making clothing since she had the tactfulness to do so. But she decided upon lingerie and swimwear, abandoning the generations old tradition. 

Chamni’s bright personality and pale skin inspired the creation and it seemed to look absolutely perfect on her. Hands clasped together in glee, Chanmi spoke but all she could hear was Mars. She snapped out of her day dream to see Chanmi standing in front of her with a rather curious look on her face. 

“Hm? Sorry about that. I was.. kinda in deep thought”

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Masterlist of Memes :: Not Accepting

☎ my muse drunk dials your muse

Nunchi game was as simple as it is hard. All you had to do was stand up and shout a number. Easy, right? Not when you’re as impulsive as Mars. Her mouth got her into a smack talking battle with a friend whom she had told she could survive a game of Nunchi without taking a single drink. It was an error she soon regretted as she downed her seventh shot in just three rounds. 

She finally admitted defeat and left the table with slurred speech and a dent in her pride. All her other friends were still at the table making fools of themselves while she drunkenly fiddled through her phone. It was definitely time to find a designated driver. Not that she wasn’t having fun but she’d prefer to pass out on her on bathroom floor. 

Somewhere in the last four digits of the number she dialed, everything began to look the same. She hoped for the best as the pad of her thumb hit the call button. 

“Yeboseyo?” a groggy voice answer the other line. 

She was certain this was someone she didn’t know but she had too much class to be drunk and messy within someone else’s home. 

“H-hi. Can you pick me up” She slurred into the phone. “I’m way too drunk to drive home and I really gotta pee. I just have my credit card but I can pay you in like.. I have some skittles?”

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Masterlist of Memes :: Accepting

☻ A drabble of our muses on their wedding day

It wasn’t proper for a groom to see his bride before the wedding but here they were. Mars made Shota watch Guys and Dolls with her because it was her favorite musicals. She didn’t follow traditions. Being a Japanese born Korean/French girl raised in the south of France, she made her own traditions. Secretly, she was excited. She had found her forever in an old friend. Someone who she’d never thought would capture her heart this way. Shota wasn’t just going to be her husband, but her friend, too. A double fold most don’t have the luxury of having in marriage.

With her head laid on his chest, her hand went to find his. She intertwined their fingers while singing along to Frank Sinatra’s ending line in Sue Me. 

“Sue me, sue me, shoot bullets through me.  I love you.”  Mars’ smile widened upon seeing the grin on Shota’s lips. 

“Are you ready for this?” He whispered to her just as a round of knocks hit the wooden door. It was probably her mother warning her. Mars agreed she’d be down for hair and makeup by noon and it was close to 1:30.

“I’ve been ready for a while now, Doudou” She gave his chest a loving pat then rolled out of bed. Before heading out the door, she looked over her shoulder and smiled. “See you later? I heard this event should be pretty fun.”

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txt - "where the fucking hell are you?"

even more fucking text memes! :: Accepting

Meetings consisted of big business and Mars’ lack of wanting to be apart of it. All she wanted was to have the creative freedom to design as she pleased. This all was boring and drawn out to her. While applying different snapchat filters, a message from a number she hadn’t seen before popped up. It was a text. 

“where the fucking hell are you?” She read under her breath with a confused tone. Clearly, this person had the wrong number. But how dare they be so rude?

(sms ↬ ???) You have the wrong number. 

(sms ↬ ???)  But you should definitely be more respectful when texting others. 

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all the texts

… Pft! Casse-toi! Pick two, Woobin.