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Send ♪ and a name and I’ll say what song reminds me of my muse’s relationship with them.
♪ - Lord Pretty Flacko Jodye 2

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♪
Send ♪ and a name and I’ll say what song reminds me of my muse’s relationship with them.
♪ - Lord Pretty Flacko Jodye 2
( — sugacxbe )
❝ — How long does it take you to get ready, huh? We’re gonna be late if you don’t hurry up! ❞
you're so beautiful i'm so in love with you.
Love my fans!
sugacxbe:
The young male’s eyes narrow as you speak before a loud laugh leaves his lips. “Is that supposed to be some kind of insult? Or maybe a weak threat?” He runs a hand through his hair as he stares at you with a look of slight disbelief and humor. “Honestly, you can come up with something better than that, yes?”
There was a huffing sound passing the man’s lips, still grumpy about the boardgame round he just lost. He usually wasn’t a sore loser, but sometimes, on some days ... losing made him act like a sulky kid. “You should be glad I didn’t insult you in a worse way,” he said, thinking of something else to throw at his friend’s head -- and quickly thinking of what he always told his friends in a joking manner, finally letting the hint of a grin appear on his lips. “Like, suck my toe.”
“I don’t believe you”
sugacxbe:
A scoff leaves his lips as his eyes land on you, shaking his head and folding his arms. The male can’t help but roll his eyes as his girlfriend speaks, nodding his head as he looks at you once more. “You don’t believe me? Funny, because this wouldn't be the first time you didn't.”
There was an apparent display of annoyance in her stare as she looked at you, and your attitude definitely wasn't helping. The fact of the argument didn't even matter to her anymore; but the way your head turned, the movement of your arms crossing over your chest, grinds at her.
“Excuse me? Are you implying something, or do you just take me for an idiot?”
*Throws a ball of paper towards you*
maybe it could be considered rude how uriah’s done nothing but fiddle with the cell phone in his hands since he’d arrived at yoongi’s dorm; and any attempt made at conversation was only responded with the simple wave of his hand, too distracted by the device to pay any mind to the one he was meant to provide company for. it’s been an hour, maybe two, the soft hum from the television being the only sound that has illuminated the room; and perhaps he’d have spent the whole time completely engulfed in his phone if he didn’t feel a sudden pressure to the right side of his face, followed by the sound of the balled up paper falling to the floor. and it’s only then his attention shifts to yoongi, an eyebrow raising as he gives the smaller male an agitated scowl. “and the fuck can I help you with?” he seethes, keeping his glare fixed on the other boy for only a fragment of a second longer before breaking his cold exterior, a playful grin gracing his lips as his eyes light up with some estranged excitement. “alright, alright, are we just gonna laze around all day or do you wanna get outta here? maybe get somethin’ to eat?” and as soon as he throws the offer out, he’s already moving from his position on the bed, using his hands to push himself forward and rise to his feet, his eyes grazing the room for wherever he’d placed his jacket (because keeping track of his own belongings is way too much responsibility for the incompetent twenty-three year old). he doesn’t bother to wait for yoongi’s response as he locates the article of clothing, snatching it up from the floor quickly before folding it over his arm, waiting for the boy to get his shit together and follow suit.
sugacxbe:
[ text; sunshine ] uh…. ok so like what??
[ msg → mine 💕 ] well for one, i’m pretty sure you cleaned out half of my fridge in like, 2 hours. i think you ate over 12 hot dogs or something. that can’t be normal.
"Don't tempt me"
There was an obvious glimmer to her eye as she listened to the three simple words flow from your lips; "Don't tempt me." The words circled in her mind over and over, repeating themselves constantly. But, how could she not? Teasing was fun--and her specialty. "Ahh, tempt you to do what, exactly?"