#frozenstxr

SEND A URL AND I WILL ANSWER THE FOLLOWING;

Do I Follow Them?: YES.

Why Did I Follow Them?: SENPPAAAIII 

Do We Role Play?: I think we have a thread going somewhere.

Do I Want To Role Play With Them: ALWAYS.

An AU Idea For Our Muses: IDK AN ARTIST AU OF SOME KIND?

A Song For Our Muses: No flipping idea fuck me

Do I Ship Our Muses?: I certainly could xD

What I Think About The Mun: I LOVE THE MUN JUST SAYING AND I WILL BEAT SOMEONE WHO TALKS BAD ABOUT THEM.

Overall Opinion:  GREAT ACCOUNT I LOVE THEM A LOT OKAY.

✫: Why you began RPing.

           They sat out on the porch in the watery sunlight for a long time--just Sam an Steve at the open stretch of blue, far as the eye can see, dappled rays glistening on the sheen of the water. Sam watches as Albert chases the water birds out of the reeds, and inexplicably Sam's left wondering if he'd made the right choice coming here. Steve seems at peace--

        but then again.

                                    “I would’ve left if I wanted to, wouldn’t I?” It was a tired argument, one they’d played over at least four times a day, one that could stir Steve with anger, bitter sweet anger to know Bucky  really wanted him to disappear. To let him go.                         { To Give Up }                                                    ”M’not going anywhere pal.                                                      You already know that Buck.”

                    "Steve, I get what you're trying to do. I get it."     He did understand, he really did. Steve was just     trying to help him -- and he appreciated it, but     everyday it was becoming clearer and clearer     that it was only a waste of their time.                             A waste of Steve's time.