beau oh-so badly wants to smack the smug expression off tj's face, but he knows better than to give in to his violent impulses... no matter how hungover and irritated he feels. "mas gugustuhin ko pang halikan ang ipis kesa sa'yo." he pointedly ignores the little jab about his supposedly bad breath. "seriously, what happened last night?"
❀ ៶ 𝐭. ﹚ a smirk curls upon his lips as he sees his reaction . tj thought for a second that he's cute . " bullshit ka diyan . samantalang you wanted to kiss me so bad last night kahit na ang baho ng hininga mo . "
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beau's head was throbbing intensely; all he wanted to do was bury his face in the pillows and sleep some more. "bullshit. don't make me vomit."
❀ ៶ 𝐭. ﹚ " you have no idea what happened last night ? beau , you were all over me . "
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@badcold
VERNON & SEUNGKWAN / 240108
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ଘ(੭*ˊᵕˋ)੭♡ nico's forehead crinkles.
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"reddit."
“... you’ve been keeping it under your bed ??” her head snaps up to look at him, eyebrows wrung together in disbelief. “who the fuck told you to do that ??”
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ଘ(੭*ˊᵕˋ)੭♡ his head wasn't massive! "my head's average-sized! you're just saying that 'cause your head's small as fuck!" ian clutches at his own scalp with an indignant squawk, as if trying to measure the... width of his head. "listen — i check my car regularly — i think my tyres got fucked up somewhere along the way. it's not my fault!"
“there wasn’t any space in my bag next to your massive head.” she huffs, visibly deflating in the car’s shotgun seat. “also, man, what the fuck ! you’re the driver here ! didn’t you think to maybe, i don’t know — check the tires or whatever they do in movies before we left ?”
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taylor swift song inspo pt 1
getaway car
bonnie & clyde. muse a and muse b meet on an off chance one night, maybe one is in the middle of a getaway and drags the other along only to learn that they both love the thrill of it all. then starts a series of crimes or just life on the run. the highs are high and the lows are low. they know their flame is burning bright and fast but they couldn’t care less.
dancing with our hands tide
muse a has been hopelessly in love with muse b for far too long. and one night the two find themselves on the dance floor together (wedding, night out etc), and just as muse a is losing help that their love could ever be reciprocated, muse b kisses them. they don’t know what the future looks like, but they know what it is in that moment.
champagne problems
muse a and b have been together for years, but muse a has been secretly unhappy. so on the night that muse b proposed, which muse a probably should have seen coming, they tell them they can’t do it and leaves them. flash forward, and the two run into each other. maybe they’ve both moved on, maybe one wants the other back, or maybe they are too caught up in the what-if’s.
the 1
literally just taylor singing “take her home” live. but two old loves meet up randomly at a high school reunion, and they take a walk through memory lane together. as they do it stirs up everything that was left unsaid.
lavender haze
it’s simple, we’re in love. we can’t help how romantic and cheesy we are. in fact we’re living in our own bubble - our own haze if you will. but what happens when reality comes crashing in? when we can’t keep the outside world from prying? [ celebrities? celebrity x normal person? ]
cruel summer
sometimes summer is all you’ve got. muse a moves to a beach town for the summer to finally write their book (or to do research for their job ie actor, journalist etc) and decided to take on a whole new persona. that’s where they meet muse b and try to woo them with their new self. and maybe there’s drama, or maybe muse a and b like who they’re becoming.
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knock knock ! delivery for @oldspoet !
ଘ(੭*ˊᵕˋ)੭♡ "there's pizza left if you want some. it's, like, pineapples and anchovies, though."
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ଘ(੭*ˊᵕˋ)੭♡ “you should’ve planned ahead. didn’t you bring a sandwich?”
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ଘ(੭*ˊᵕˋ)੭♡ "sure, why not, of course i can control them. i'm very qualified to keep these 20 kittens on this tiny blanket."
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ଘ(੭*ˊᵕˋ)੭♡ "how can you be this lively already? we haven’t even had breakfast."
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ଘ(੭*ˊᵕˋ)੭♡ “how long can we leave this expired grape juice until it becomes wine?” nico wonders aloud, swirling the bottle with a contemplative expression. "this has been sitting under my bed for months now."
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ଘ(੭*ˊᵕˋ)੭♡ “how is it possible that i’ve been studying here for almost five years and people still ask my name?” tate's glaring at his stack of textbooks, as if they were somehow responsible for his ... forgettability. "what am i doing wrong? am i not fun enough? should i be like one of those obnoxious frat boys?"
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ଘ(੭*ˊᵕˋ)੭♡ "what the fuck happened?" beau croaks, blinking blearily up at the ceiling. "am i, like, dead now?"
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ଘ(੭*ˊᵕˋ)੭♡ "it's fine, i'm fine," he reassured, eyebrows knitted together as he attempted to wipe away the small splatters of iced coffee from his coat. perhaps roel had purely shit luck. or maybe he shouldn't have had his eyes glued to his apple watch while walking. he knew full well he can't place the blame solely on the woman who collided with him — no matter how much he wanted to grouse over his drink... that was all over the fucking pavement now, by the way. "um—" roel stood there awkwardly, making weird, vague hand gestures directed towards her — before quickly remembering that he's able to speak to her, she just couldn't respond audibly. "are you okay?"
@gam3bo1 liked for a starter.
Marie was not a rude rich girl. A bit bratty? Yes. A lot spoiled? Oh, yes. But never rude. So when she ran into someone and didnt say anything, it was odd. Even odder was when she began ferociously texting on her phone instead. It was only a moment later when she bent down to the other to shove her phone (the latest model, if you were wondering) in the other's face.
I'm on vocal rest; I can't speak! I'm so sorry!!! Are you okay?
Followed by a string of big eye, crying, and pleading emojis. Marie offered a small smile with a pleading hand over her chest as she waited for their response.
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ଘ(੭*ˊᵕˋ)੭♡ adam's mouth opened, then closed. it opened once more, before snapping shut again. he hesitated, not wanting to delve into a monologue about how art didn't necessarily have to be illegal to qualify as art. "... fine." he gritted his teeth. the quicker they finish, the less likely they were to get caught. "what should i do?"
"that is very true." always start with reassurance of some sort— this is what she did with her students. "but doing this legally would defeat the purpose of the piece. it's art, adam. you have to see the bigger picture. besides, it'll be more fun this way."
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send me 💬, and i’ll use a line from a sentence meme i’ve reblogged to make a starter for you.
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@badcold sent : " you actually managed to make roel look even more like a dictator from satan’s arsehole. "
ଘ(੭*ˊᵕˋ)੭♡ "why would you say that. literally — why would you even say that!" ant places his sketchbook on the table, discouraged. "he doesn't even resemble a dictator; he's in a doctor's suit! tas — eto oh," he points at the little crest on the right side of the uniform with the tip of his pencil, "logo kasi yan ng ospital, hindi military badge! tas kinapalan ko rin yung kilay kasi makapal naman talaga kilay ni kuya roel!" the added thickness to the eyebrows was likely what made his drawing of roel look a bit... questionable, but he was only being true to real life! "ayoko na, paglulutuan ko nalang siya."
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