#rilys

love n.b  (a rilico playlist)

01. grateful by mahalia I don't want to lie and say that I don't want you 02. water fountain by alec benjamin i know that it's only a wish and that we're not standing by the water fountain   03. your way by rex life raj ft. kehlani i know i’m selfish with my time but for you i step outside myself ‘cause when i look towards the future i don’t see no one else 04. never the right time by janine i could hold you down but it’s never the right time 05. love by kendrick lamar ft. zacari i wanna be with you (just love me) 06. listen by meron addis ft. eli I just wanna be your escape 07. get it together by drake ft black coffee & jorja smith you need me to get that shit together so we can get together 08. strawberry blond by mitski i love everybody because i love you 09. slow burn by kelsey musgraves i’m alright with a slow burn 10. your side by pink sweat$ i ain’t right for you trust me girl i know i gotta burn my feelings up right after this song 11. ready for love (extended) by lucky daye think i’m ready for love 12. it’s you by ali gatie if i’m ever gonna fall in love i know it’s gon’ be you 13. everything has changed by keywest your eyes look like coming home 14. i want you around by snoh aalegra ft. 6lack i fall for you every time i try to resist you 

precious paws animal shelter: your muse accompanies mine to adopt a pet. 

murphy smiled, sticking his finger into a cage to stroke a kitten’s ear, “what d’you wanna get? a kitten? a dog? this is so fuckin’ fun!” he widened his eyes then, looking at the kittens in front of them, “i mean freakin’, sorry guys. too young for that shit.” he brought his attention back to riley, you should name it puck- but not... like, the shakespeare guy or the glee one- like a hockey puck!” brainstorming names that were always usually dumb was his favorite part of a new pet. his eyes lit up then, “oh, what if you named it frosting or, like, croissant? since you’re a chef! rotini would be pretty cute too!” he would keep suggesting names until riley either came up with her own or conceded and let him name her new pet- he would never insist on such a thing, but he would be honored. he was still a little offended that soph hadn’t named sumo ian or ranger as per his suggestion, but sumo was cute too. momentarily distracted by a little part-beagle puppy making puppy dog eyes at the pair, murphy dropped the name conversation, beaming at riley, “it might have to be him- look at him, riles! reminds me of you, but in dog form.” he flashed a goofy grin, cooing over the puppy that riley would hopefully get and, of course, name rotini. 

eliza: what’s something you’d fight for? 

“Please note that I probably don’t stand a chance in any violent encounter whatsoever, but I’d take a punch for most of the bennington gang and my mom. I’ll have to think twice for people like Robin or Ed, but most likely I would still.” 

lucy: who’s someone who you think will be in your life forever?

“Hmm, Raph definitely, and Roman even though he’s miles apart, and also....” She trails off because she wants to say Lucy. With recent events however, she’s not so sure anymore. Her heart whispers Lucy’s name, but her mouth refuses to say it out loud. Romantic or not, she doesn’t want to imagine a future without her. 

tommy: what’s a song that speaks to you?

“Easy. it’s got to be Baby Shark,” She deadpanned before smirking and shaking her head. “I don’t know, it’s probably Feeling Whitney by Post Malone. It’s pretty much what I play for the nights I wallow in self-deprecation, looking out from my upper floor window, pretending to be a character in some indie mumblecore film.”

harley: what’s your muse’s love language?

in terms of communicating love, eddie is a BIG gifts guy. he likes to have a tangible way of expressing his love because communicating emotions is not something he’s good at. he likes to spoil ppl lol. literally what is the point of selling your soul to wall street if you don’t get to buy ur boyfriend gifts. def the kind of guy to always show up with flowers and other little things to show his love. in terms of like,, the love he likes to receive it’s different. he just wants to feel like someone cares abt him, so little bits of physical affection, little compliments, etc. 

blue: what’s your muse’s favorite meal?

lucy: who’s someone who you think will be in your life forever?

"i mean, orchids can live up to a hundred years, so i’m hoping poppy will stick it out for that long at least,” he jokes, a not-so subtle attempt at stalling while he thinks. “other than that? frankie and sophie feel like top contenders purely because they’ve already stuck around for so long. i’d also be pretty upset at tommy if he didn’t take me with him to stardom, and i’d totally publish a tell-all about how he dumped me for fame.” he doesn’t mention eddie, not because his name isn’t on the tip of his tongue, but because he doesn’t want to jinx it - the desire to keep someone around forever when they’re really only temporary is too familiar for him to admit to it again. 

eliza: what’s something you’d fight for?

“oh god, i’m supposed to say something reall important here, like civil rights or voter oppression or baby seals getting clubbed. but my mind is literally blank. all i can think about is that one time i called trader joe’s in an alcohol-fueled breakdown about the fact that their truffle honey mustard is only seasonal. like seriously, why the fuck even introduce something so precious if you’re only going to recall it after the winter season? gets my blood boiling even now.” he shakes his head, breathing deeply lest he get motivated to pick up that phone again. 

frankie: what are you most scared of?

"so it’s like, a spectrum, right?” he holds both hands out, illustrating two ends. “we’ve got crazy existential fears over here, and irrational tangible fears over here. lots that are kind of a mix in between too, like how i’m a bit scared of pool noodles tangibly because they kind of look like tentacles to me, but that fear also stems existentially from the fact that the human race has grown to be careless enough to feel comfortable leaving their lives in the hands of a flimsy little noodle that’s supposed to save them if they’re drowning. does that make sense? i don’t think it does. anyway, short answer is box jellyfish and never being truly loved.”

tomley: have you ever fallen in love with someone you’ve only hooked up with?

”mm...only hooked up with? no.” not exactly true, and he knows it. tommy’s spent far too many hours lingering in hook-up’s beds well past sunrise to just say a point-blank no. “well, i mean, i’ve definitely gotten crushes. that’s probably...more often than not for everyone, right? how can you just not feel anything for a person you’re sleeping with? but i don’t think that’s proper love.” as if he’d know it; tommy’s never been in proper love in the first place. 

taster: do you believe that someone out there is made for you?