#meme 5

5. ▄, Falor the Golem joking about deserts & desserts.

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Temari, Kankuro and Gaara all stared in complete confusion as the jokes about deserts and desserts fell from the other person’s mouth. Temari, even with all her wit couldn’t even begin to understand what was so funny, Kankuro just had a hard time being amused with anything, and Gaara; well Gaara was too young to understand it all anyway. 

Butterfly (ft. Jin Jung) – G-dragon 

❝ It’s all about you, myButterflyEvery time I comeclose to you(every time I’mkissing you)Feel like I’mgonna dream every time( I get butterly)❞ 

The blonde hovers dangerously close to the ginger, and Jiyong sinks further and further in to his chair. Chaerin doesn’t seem to mind though, or pick on anything, because she makes her way closer to him, her chair clinking unto his when she crashes into him, shoves him to the wall as she looks busy staring intently at the screen. “Chaerin,” Jiyong starts off, he tries to sound firm but it comes out feeble. She stares back at him innocently, then place her hand on his lap and his heart promptly skips a beat.

“Focus,” he breathes, and it comes out louder (and raspier) than he expects, probably more for himself than her. 

“The studio is soundproof,” she quips.

And? 

They’re supposed to be working, and Jiyong’s not supposed to feel like his heart’s about out to jump out of his throat. Everytime, this girl gets him every single time. 

But then he leans to her, and leans in to kiss her gently, and he feels her smiling to it. She sucks on his lower lip and he rasps, “Now, focus.” (Oh the irony.)

Be with me 2night (prod.CHACHA) – Jay Park

❝ Let’s say you’re myhobby ‘cause I’ll do you with a passionGirl what you pitching Imma hit it like a fast ballMake you say my name exclamation point caps on❞ 

Jiyong sees thatpretty face that just waltz into the entrance, donned in a red silk mermaiddress, how it cascades down gracefully and it is a pity there isn’t a slit atthe end for a peek of skin to be revealed, Jiyong notes to himself. He’simpressed how someone could be so innocent, yet at the same time has anattitude of a warrior. He sips on his champagne and waits patiently for her eyesto land on his. He swallows the champagne quickly and hard, because she turnsaround and there is skin everywhere until right above the hips. The dress hugson her body and accentuates her curves making Jiyong want to flit over rightbeside her (but refrains for obvious reasons). She briefly finishes herexchange with the host and swirls back around, elegance oozing off her everysupple action and she catches Jiyong, his striking orange hair hardly one to bemissed.

“You look dashing,”She purrs. Jiyong bites back a smile and forces nonchalance, “I always lookdashing.” That makes Seohyun laughs. Though have she had known his true identity,he reckons who’d have the last laugh. “You look perfect,” Jiyong shoves thosethoughts away and lets his voice grow soft, and playfully strokes the back ofher forearm, just right above the elbow. He finally flashes a smile, eyesturning crescent and he lingers on a while more. Seohyun only laughs; merryring of it sends currents running through Jiyong. She peels her arm awaygingerly, and with an endearing grin she’s quirks a brow up mouths out youknow better, but gives the auburn-haired a peck on his cheek. She is aboutto attend to someone else clad in too much glitter (who called her) but Jiyonggrips on her wrist, “Stay?”

[takes place when jiyong literally has no heart]

Sail - AWOLNATION

❝ This is how I show my love ❞

Jiyong’s eyes glint off madness, and the grip on her neck tightens. A crooked grin breaks on his face because despite being choked out of breath, she still muffles out screams.

❝ I made it in mind because, I blame it on my A.D.D baby❞

Her skin’s getting really hot, he knows she’s trying to defend herself, it may even burn his skin away, but Jiyong doesn’t care.When you commit a sin, you have to pay. Then again he doesn’t remember how he got into terms playing god. How ironic; maybe he wasn’t a demon, maybe he was an angel with clipped wings.

❝ Sail with me into the dark❞ 

But the more she tries to conjure her powers, the more Jiyong manipulates his molecules so his hands go coldcoldcold, icy cold. “I love you,” He whispers, his lips ghosting on her jaws, his knuckles turning white and her eyes bulging. She’s kicking rapidly but from waist down he’s practically particles suspended in air.

❝ Sail!❞

It’s a twisted analogy he’s got, and he’s pinned all the wrongs the first witch that Jiyong gave his heart to all over this prettier one. But in his mind it’s all a blurry mess and he’s crossed the boundary of sanity. She’s a strong one though, and she’s put up a good fight. But then her body goes limp and her eyes go glassy even though they still shine back at the demon. Jiyong presses his lips against hers, soft and tender. And a grin sets on his lips placidly.

❝Sail!❞

make me choose: addition to music or drugs

make me choose: work hard in school and get a term or two in college or don't take things seriously and enjoy the class reunions in the tavern

make me choose: end up like your father or your mother

make me choose: accepting a terrible fate at a young age or waiting to give up until the day actually comes

make me choose: have a beer with an old basketball hero or the guy who made it out of the reservation to college but ended up back home