The Ghost King

So crawl on your belly till the son comes down

Home is wherever I’m with you

Eyy sup demigods I have been gone for too long but here’s some Solangelo. Older and living together chilling in an apartment of their own. Also, some easter eggs behind em. 

Favorite way to receive affection? 

Favorite way to give affection?

Non-sexual thing that always makes the muse melt?

Places they don’t like being touched non-sexually?

Do they like giving nicknames to their significant other?

Do they like being called a nickname?

What’s something their significant other can do to make them feel safe?

What’s the best way to calm down your muse when they’re angry?

Little things your muse does to show their significant other they care?

PDA that’s a definite ‘no’?

Does your muse want to have kids? If so, how many and what’s the reasoning behind the number?

Are they loud and proud about their relationships, or do they keep it private?

Do they workout or put on makeup for their significant other?

Do dirty jokes go over their head, or are they the one making the dirty jokes?

Do they find a need to be in a relationship, or do they have a ‘if it happens it happens’ feeling?

What food or drink can be given to them to show that their partner really cares?

Is your muse good with kids? What ages?

Would your muse be the one doing most of the cooking or not?

dialogue prompts from an unkindness of ghosts by rivers solomon.

you’ll be alright, won’t you?

i would have come for you.

you can’t dictate what concerns me.

i’m tired of being told what i should do, and what i should be wary of.

you’re capable of far more than you give yourself credit for.

you were right to suspect me.

i thought we had more time.

it’s not what you think.

fretting is for people who can afford to fret.

you’re being dramatic and wasting my time.

you think you know everything, but you don’t.

tell me what happened to you. are you alright?

you don’t have a discreet bone in your body.

i don’t want to leave you here alone.

home will make you feel better. it always does.

all the bad that’s happened to you, it was never about you. it was about them. you can’t blame yourself.

i don’t believe anything you say.

i am the only one who gets to decide what is in my best interest.

i didn’t mean for you to see me like this.

stories are best shared over meals.

you got to stick by me, okay?

i’m glad to see you’re opening up.

what are you planning, exactly?

we get to decide what our bodies are or are not.

i enjoy it when you give me hyperbolic compliments.

i care for you. very much.

you are not unpleasant to look at while you sleep.

i feel no shame for what’s been done to me.

i wanted to say sorry, i hate you, et cetera.

you’re quite the detective.

“Whoa, when did you get this?”

“Who did this to you?”

“Hold still— I need to clean it.”

“I’m supposed to believe this was an accident?”

“Damn— I’d hate to see the other guy.”

“Does this hurt when I touch it?”

“What the hell, ___? Another fight?”

“What the hell happened to your face?”

“Why are you so calm about this? You’re really hurt.”

“I think your arm is broken. It’s not supposed to bend like that.”

“Here, let me help you with that.”

“You’re bleeding a lot. Too much. Apply more pressure. I’m calling an ambulance.”

“Did you think I was gonna leave you like this?”

“Instead of helping you, they ran off? What an asshole.”

“You need to be more careful. You keep getting hurt like this and you’ll put yourself out of commission.”

“Let me grab the first-aid kit. Don’t move.”

“So, do you wanna explain to me what the hell happened?”

“You look really pale. Sit down. I don’t need you fainting before I get this stitched-up.”

“I’m not blaming you, I’m just saying this looks awfully suspicious.”

“How many of them were there? This doesn’t look like one man’s doing.”

“Sit still. I need to clean this before it gets infected.”

“Wiggle your fingers. I need to make sure it’s not broken.”

“This is gonna hurt. A lot. But it’ll be quick. I need to pop it back into place.”

“I told you not to act recklessly like that. You might think you’re protecting me, but you’re gonna get yourself killed if you keep jumping in like that.”