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“She’s a 10 but is a rabies carrier. Potentially? Allegedly?” He don’t know her like that ok! He’s just been informed before that she bites and studies into wether it’s in a good way or bad way have been inconclusive.
SEND “THEY’RE A 10, BUT..” AND FILL IN THE REST TO CALL OUT MY MUSE!
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@themechaneer : “He’s a 10 but I bet his handwriting sucks.” (He’s got jokes this morning apparently sjsjsjsjsjsjs) | meme: accepting
“ He’s a ten, but he’s wrong~ ”
@themechaneer asked: “They’re a 10 but at least half that score is how cute his pets are.”
send “they’re a 10, but-” roast my muse // accepting
A snort of laughter, a sly grin.
“Yeah, that’s fair.”
“They’re a 10 but they don’t believe it when they’re told they’re cute or that their pecs make a better pillow than an actual one.” 😔 UPSETTING.
“Who are you talking about now? Because ‘m not cute and I don’t have pecs.”
🐾 gonna give them all the treats and snuggles first
Could the term ‘like father, like daughter’ be true when the daughter in question was a dog? Robert knew that Betsy was well-behaved enough that he did not have to keep that close of an eye on her — She came when called, she was friendly and a good dog. Maybe that was why he was less than surprised, after the initial shock and panic, to find her like he had. “Gonna give me back my dog?” The words sounded more joking than he felt. Eyeing the way that Betsy seemed perfectly content, panting happily as she nibbled on whatever treat the other man had given her. “Traitor.” That was aimed at the dog.
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champagne
✨ @themechaneer. meme. still accepting!
champagne: does your muse drink (alcohol)? are they a heavy drinker, if so?
virote drinks to a point of sickness and that’s all thanks to depression, trauma, and a healthy dose of addiction to cope lfkdjgldf. he went to rehab for it—granted, it was mostly for him abusing hard drugs but alcohol was included. it doesn’t help that his father’s FIRST business venture was wine. udom srisati is good at what he does, too... he has his own vineyards, wineries, distilleries, and distribution centers for other brands. he has a heavy hand on the industry. anyway, virote has all sorts of bottles from his father’s properties. prototypes, one-of-a-kind. he also has a lot of super rare vintage wines.
other than that, he chugs soju like its water. soju, sake, baijiu, tokaji, mekhong...
he drinks a lot. and its usually not for fun....... i mean well lol. depending on who he’s with, its for fun. but a lot of his drinking stems from mental illness and stress. he’s not wild on beer, but if he’s with the right person and in the right setting he can settle for beer and be okay with it.
but yeah he drinks. and he drinks heavily. it’s always on friday nights.
“⚠️” He bites.
Send “⚠️” plus a warning label for my muse. II accepting II
"It's called eating, ok? everyone does it." But he’s not wrong, though!
@themechaneer asked: “ If you want a kiss you’re gonna have to get down here & get it. “ (when your man is a mechanic and is on his creeper cause he’s half under a mizutani shion) // 𝑲𝑰𝑺𝑺𝑰𝑵𝑮 𝑺𝑻𝑨𝑹𝑻𝑬𝑹𝑺
𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑺𝑶𝑼𝑵𝑫 𝑶𝑭 𝑯𝑰𝑺 𝑽𝑶𝑰𝑪𝑬 echoed with a metallic twang, half lost beneath the machine and the shop radio that blared when it was just him hard at work. He had let himself in without warning, just so happened to be on his side of town and decided to drop in unannounced. Amazed he could even hear him at all, knew him by the sound of his footsteps and before he even made himself known. A keen and confident man, speaking like he could read his damn mind, like he knew what he really stopped by for: because he missed him- because he was lonely.
Eyes rolled as he made his way over to the pair of legs under the vehicle, using his boot to hook onto the creeper and pull him out with sudden force. Hands propped on the hood of the car as his legs straddled where he lay beneath him.
“Well, I guess that's one way to say hey- too busy for me now?”
Teasing, of course, for while his mouth said one thing, his body said another, lowering himself down on top of him, feeling the strength of his core as he came to his level, leaning down to meet his lips. The scent of gasoline and oil lingered on his skin, something that became so familiar over time. Lips were fleeting, more so teasing him with a good time rather than giving it away. Instead he sat back on his hips, a hand moving down his chest as he watched him.
“Guess it’d be too much to ask for you to take five huh? Damn shame, was hoping to get more time with you…”
