May 19
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muse: meet ashton. he is twenty-four years old. bisexual. heir to his fatherâs resort empire
"DO you ever feel like there's something missing, like a piece of your heart is somewhere else?"
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open to everyone
muse: meet ashton. he is twenty-four years old. bisexual. heir to his fatherâs resort empire
"DO you ever feel like there's something missing, like a piece of your heart is somewhere else?"
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muse - Â aston graham. twenty-five years old. bisexual. trust fund kid.
as they started up the engine, joy light up their face as aston looked up at their companion who was still standing on the jetty. "oh, come on, this will be fun." they looked around, checking to make sure they weren't being watched by someone who knew that this wasn't either of their boats. "they won't know it's gone. we will bring it back before they know it's gone. imagine the fun with could have in the open water for a few hours."
the sound of the door creaking open catches her attention and she glances up from the pre-war magazine that she'd been carefully flipping through for the millionth time. she leans against the counter behind the bar, painted lips curling into a grin. "welcome to the pink pony club!" she says brightly, carefully manicured nails tapping out a light beat on the surface. "the fact that you found your way into my tiny lil' hole in the wall means that you must be pretty doggone special! what can i get cha to drink, sweetheart?"
luna - open.
there's an ache in the spirit tiger's chest, as if a piece somewhere deep inside has been ripped away. it didn't attend the concert, not out of a desire to avoid the event. no, but because jinu had told it not to. jinu had given him and the bird specific instructions to stay away. it still touches the spirit that jinu was worried about them, worried that they'd somehow get caught in the crossfire. as if the three of them hadn't spent over 400 years together, as if jinu didn't know that the bird and the tiger were impossible to harm.
they both knew when it happened. it was like something warm and familiar was cut off abruptly, a light extinguished without warning. the tiger had hung its head, a low moan erupting from deep within its chest as the magpie let out cries that the tiger had never heard before. the permanent grin didn't falter, but tears leaked from those big glowing guileless eyes and soaked its fur.
jinu was gone. their best friend, the one that they'd been sent to protect and guide, was just gone.
the spirit wasn't sure how long it stood in the in between, that space of the honmoon that most cannot access. the one where the hunters draw their weapons from. time doesn't matter here. all the spirit knows was that grieving could come later. it and the magpie had a job to do, given to them by their best friend. it was his final order to them and one that both spirits had hoped never to have to fulfill.
the tiger appeared on the familiar balcony, rising up as it always did. despite the permanent grin stretching across its features, there is an air of unspeakable sadness and grief shrouding the spirit. it moves towards the glass doors, heart aching at the sight of rumi curled up among the tangled blankets and sheets. lifting its paw, it uses its claws to gently tap the glass to get her attention. it needs rumi to open the door because he has a very important delivery.
open to any rumi - only a couple of hours post film.
              they havenât seen each other in ages, ever since their breakup rosalie thought it would be best to just avoid places where they could bump into one another. after arriving to the party she got herself a drink and started talking to some of her friends. it was nice, it was exactly what she needed. suddenly one of her friends pointed out that the male on the other side of the room seemed familiar, naturally rosie looked in that direction only to realize she knew exactly who that was. âitâs my ex.â she said and before she had a chance to look away he spotted her as well. damn, he looked even better than she remembered.
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OPEN STARTER !!
             â Do I look like a Cabana girl to you? Get it YOURSELF. â
open starter for f/nb ( based. )Â
â hum... â a photograph was thrown to the already saw it bunch apart of all the scattered photos of them all around the dinning table. â this one you really donât need to see. it should never have existed. â a smile was something that appeared so genuinely on his features once he looked at her. and when he saw her smiling heâd almost forget that somewhere in her mind they never existed. yet there had been long time to adjust. never entirely. he simply couldnât get used to a life without her. and even though two entire months had gone past he wouldnât give up. she had seen the good in him in the worst of his days. she meant so much to him. and he hadnât given up. he gave her the space she had asked. he couldnât comprehend the way she was feeling. he could only do for her what she had done for him so many times before even though it hurt like nothing really had before. at this point, andres had cancelled his shift for the night, not expecting her to show up when she did, wanting to take him up on when he said he would go through her things, their things too, with her when she was ready, if she so wanted. of course all that had left his lips was i'm free right now. not that andres wanted to lie but just maybe, canceling on his job last minute for her would be a too large of a jump on her mind.Â
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muse - Â brandisha gibbs. thirty-five years old. pansexual. hairstylist.
"stop your bitching. i don't like this as much as you do." brandisha took a bite of the burger she had picked up at their first rest stop as she glanced at her ex before focusing back on the road. "i would rather act like i don't hate your guts for one weekend then have to face the disappointed look on my mamma's face when i tell her that we've broken up." she knew that she would have to tell her mother eventually but doing it on the weekend of her brother's wedding was not ideal so they would just have play pretend for now.