#lemonyoshi

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'Fuckin' nerd'

send me ❛ fuckin’ nerd ❜ for this.

how my muse clicked with yours : immediately┆almost right away┆slowly┆after several interactions┆they haven’t a thought my muse has about yours : ‘i really dont wanna get up kiriwar please read my mind and carry me into the kitchen’ ‘kiriwar’ ‘kiriwar pls’a strange thought my muse has about yours : ‘i wonder why his dick is like 3 shades darker than his skin’ ‘is that a dark skinned person thing’ ‘ill have to ask him’ ‘actually thats super invasive of me i should just fuckin google it god damnit brenton get with it’a thread/plot i’d like for our muses : LITERALLY ANY THAT WE’VE TALKED ABOUT LMAO theres so many if i typed them here i’d take up the entire page of tumblr’s dash with how long it would be god

[lentusamor]

WHO IS THIS MALIKA U SPEAK OF U GOT THE WRONG PERSON U MUFFINMUNCHER

busted

[lentusamor]

DO U EVEN LIFT I CAN LIFT LIEK TWELVE SCHOOLBUSSES I SWEAR ON MA ANIME WAIFU

MALIKA ST OP THIs

[lentusamor]

U got a tiny dick brah

malika im gonna kick ur ass

[softbutchsays]

(Kiriwar) "I'm in jail."

           An exasperated groan emitted from the blond. A slightly calloused hand ran down his tired face, sighing into the phone. It was way too late for this shit. With the big hand landing on the eleven, Brent grumbled back.

           "How much is bail? Ya know? What jail ya at?"

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(Shidou) "Please don't leave."

           Brenton gazed down at the shorter man, a small frown on his face. Was this how Shidou acted when he got a few beers in him? The blond sighed and placed his hands on the slope of Shi's shoulders, stepping away.

           "Alright, I won't. But no funny business, alright? An' don't get pissed at me for not leavin' in th' mornin' when ya wake up. Now let's get ya t' bed, 'kay?"

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(Kiriwar) "What happened last night?"

           "Well, let's see. Ya came in piss drunk an' started yellin' 'bout cats or somethin'. Ya almost threw up on th' couch. Then when I tried t' get ya up t' yer room t' sleep it off, ya started gropin' m' ass. Hence why we're here. Good mornin', sunshine."

           The blond sat up and ran his hand through his bed head, smirking down at Kiriwar. The clean white sheets fell from his bare chest to settle in his lap, covering his modesty at least.

           "I almost thought we weren't gonna be able t' do anythin'. Ya were so drunk an' so was yer dick, apparently. Worked m' magic, though. Now 'm sore. Alcoholic asshole."