#amthvsts

What was my muses 5 last sent texts yours?

[ 7:49 pm ] mia, i have an issue. i don’t think anyone else would understand

[ 7:50 pm ] anway, so im watching... cnn.. as one does to Absorb the news 

[ 7:50 pm ] and it dawned upon me: the anchors... are all v good looking

[ 7:51 pm ] like, jake tapper affects me in a way i did not anticipate. 

[ 7:52 pm ] anyway, lol. txt me back! miss you, aha

What was my muses 5 last unsent texts yours.?

[ 1:03 am ] HELLO?? IM IN A RAGE AGAIN BC I REALIZED YOUR BROTHER IS SEEING ROSE 

[ 1:03 am ] GOD I HATE HIS STUPID FLOOFY FUCKING HAIR 

[ 1:04 am ] U JUST KNOW HE’S SOMEONE WHO BLOWDRIES AND THEN SWEARS HE DOESNT 

[  1:05 am ] how are you guys WOMB mates ?? 

[ 1:05 am ] don’t block me lol.

What was my muses last snapchat to yours?

( x ) : pls come help me wash this tf off.

What my muse saved your number as?

mamma mia 🍝 

What contact photo my muse has set for yours?

( x )

What ringtone my muse has set for yours?

( x ) 

How many times my muse has called your this week?

probably once to bitch abt smth completely stupid. 

How many calls has my muse missed from yours?

                           𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐏𝐘  𝐁𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐇𝐃𝐀𝐘  𝐋𝐎𝐋𝐀  !  

send 💞 for me to describe five ways my muse says i love you’ to yours.

* 𝐏𝐄𝐓 𝐒𝐄𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐘 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒

‘ your nose is bleeding. ’

" WELL ,  YOU  HAVE  ALWAYS  A  KNACK  for  pointing  out  the  obvious . “  his  blood - stained  words  landed  roughly  into  the  tense  room ;  hopelessly  misplaced  in  the  context  which  he  had  put  them  in .  endlessly  confusing ,  having  taking  shots  which  he  had  no  right  taking  ;  jumping  into  battle  for  someone  who  he  had  no  logical  reason  to  try  and  DEFEND .   “  ...  we  don’t  have  to  talk  about  it . “  basile  pressed  out  the  words  before  she  could ,  his  only  goal  being  to  divert  the  subject  before  she  had  the  chance  to  speak  once  more  -----  the  burn  of  admitting  even  an  inkling  of  concern  for  the  girl  in  front  of  him  would  leave  far  more  of  a  bruise  than  any  punch  thrown  his  way .  the  slightly  swollen  knuckles  moved  over ,  palm  flat  across  amelia’s  back  in  order  to  move  her  out  the  way  for  him  to  reach  for  an  icepack  in  the  fridge .  perhaps  it  was  the  slight  ringing  in  his  ears ,  the  taste  of  something  red  and  IRON  on  his  tongue  ;  but  yet  another  bad  decision  came  to  the  surface  and  drowned  his  better  judgement  out .  a  forceful  confession  ,  an  acknowledgement ,  of  the  situation  of  raised  voices  and  insistent  hands  trying  to  pull  him  away  from  his  intended  target .  “  ... -----  i  only  did  it  because  no  one  else  was  going  to .  i  might  not  like  you ,  but  you  deserve  to  have  someone  on  your  side . “  perhaps  it  was  his  imagination ,  but  the  clear  annoyance  in  the  amethyst’s  eyes  seemed  to  fade  even  the  most  little  bit  ;  replaced  by  something  else .  “  WHAT ?  can  you  stop  looking  at  me  like  i’m  the  one  who’s  stepped  out  of  line  here  ?  he  deserved  what  he  got . “

‘ probably be pissed off if you didn’t. ’

“ i’m sick of it. sick of pretending. putting on a fake smile all night long, pretending that everything was all right. but nothing is all right. ”

his heart hurts listening to the amethyst. with whom he’s grown so used to having lighthearted conversations with that it feels a bit like being hit by a freight train as he listens to her vent. “you don’t need to pretend, mia. not here,” he gestures vaguely around the room before looking back at her. a newfound sternness in his eyes that he so seldom shows. “and definitely not with me.” never around him. “it’s okay to just... not be okay. and sometimes it’s just as important to accept that.” for a moment there is nothing but a look of pure concern in his eyes as he tries to fathom a solution. “do you want me to make you a mug of tea? then we can watch anything you like... or i can sketch you a picture of a tiny little sheep eating your troubles away.” eliot pauses, fully aware he’s about to inundate her with ideas. “or... we can sit in silence. just like this.” 

“ she’s always been by my side. she’s everything to me. ”

chloe: what is a renegade?