#pseudopathogen

But baby, don't leave me Shut your mind off and let your heart hear me I won't trade this for nothing I may not ever get my shit together But ain't nobody gonna love you better

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my opinion on;

character in general: WILL NEEDS TO STOP WHATEVER IT IS HE IS DOING AND jUST GO GET REKT. I love him so damn much and I think to this day, is the only muse to have put Myles in his place which makes me so fucking happy. Their relationship is just a wild ride of “who will break first” and so far it’s been mainly Myles which is like a goddamn unicorn of a reaction because hngngngng. BUT! Will is so extremely interesting and compliments my son in the best and worst ways possible.  Between his drinking problem and his need for emotional validation, he’s forcing Myles to change which is!! More than I can say for anyone else at this point in time. 

how they play them: Wonderfully! It’s her OC so there’s no playing him wrong! Wish you’d be on Tumblr more, BUT EITHER WAY ITS GREAT WHENEVER SHES AROUND.

the mun: A sweetheart that just wants to hurt me and make everything angsty. We immediately clicked and everything fell into place like “wow this is happening”. She’s hilarious and great and one of the few people I actually gave my snapchat to and I swear she’s the goofiest little shit around.  Highly recommend talking to her because you will not be disappointed. 

do i;

follow them: yes!rp with them: Not at the moment?  At least not on Tumblr.want to rp with them: pff duhship their character with mine: SCREAMING LOUDLY YES YES YES YES YES DAMN RIGHT I DOOOO OH MY GOSH 

what is my;

overall opinion: 👌👀👌👀👌👀👌👀👌👀 good shit go౦ԁ sHit👌 thats ✔ some good👌👌shit right👌👌there👌👌👌 right✔there ✔✔if i do ƽaү so my self 💯 i say so 💯 thats what im talking about right there right there (chorus: ʳᶦᵍʰᵗ ᵗʰᵉʳᵉ) mMMMMᎷМ💯 👌👌 👌НO0ОଠOOOOOОଠଠOoooᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒ👌 👌👌 👌 💯 👌 👀 👀 👀 👌👌Good shit

BUT ALSO

💖👭💖👭💖👭💖👭💖gay shit gay sHit👭 thats 👬 some gay👭👭shit right👭👭th 👭 ere👭👭👭 right👬there 👬👬if i do ƽaү so my selｆ 💯 i say so 💯 thats what im talking about right there right there (chorus: ʳᶦᵍʰᵗ ᵗʰᵉʳᵉ) mMMMMᎷМ💯 👭 👭НO0ОଠＯOOＯOОଠଠOoooᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒ👭👭👭 👭 💯 👭 💖💖 👭👭Gay shit

Kisses [open]

✄ for hateful kiss – gonna make you feel the scorn okay?!

               A hard fist to the face was what he wanted to give the doctor. Knock his teeth right out onto the floor. Maybe step on his head while he was down and make him taste the dirt-- anything to make him feel how he’d felt these last two months. Will had left him. Left him without a second thought, not even a courtesy call telling him where he’d be - no. He had to find out from his work that Will had gone abroad and then he had the audacity to message him two months later that he was coming back?

              STAY THERE. Myles didn’t want him. Didn’t want any part of a man who would so willingly toss him to the side like he was nothing. Meeting him again was purely a vindictive act (he missed him) and nothing less than seeing his pained face as he left would even begin to make this equal (he was hurt). But even after he left him there, in that cafe weaving his words to thoroughly hurt the man who dared show his face again--

              How did he end up here?

              Wet hazel eyes stared at Will’s door, drunk and angry as he let himself in only to see the pathetic lump of a human two wine bottles deep on the couch.

              “I’M MAD AT YOU.” Childish, but the surprise on Will’s face was nothing but gold. The perks of having a spare key to the man’s house. It only took a few strides before he Will was on his feet and standing in from the blond with eyes that screamed he didn’t know what to do, so Myles repeated himself. “I’m fucking mad at you.”

              The kiss that met Will’s lips was angry, full of the hurt of two months of abandonment issues wrapped in the already fragile ego that was Myles. Hands dug harshly at his neck, unwilling to relinquish the man less he try and leave him again and something hot left his eyes, but he was far too focused on how conflicted he felt as he tasted familiar sweet lips. Furrowed brows pulled back to stare at the face he wanted to hate so damn much, but all that was there were quiet tears.