#sacrisomnia

💝 Does my muse like Valentine’s Day?:: Sam is pretty apathetic about Valentine’s day. She likes the candy, likes the idea of flowers, but the social pressure is so blehhhh. She’s torn between disdain toward melodramatic cheesy romance, and jealousy over some of the super cute things she’s seen others do. She doesn’t actually hate the holiday, even if she might claim she does for ‘cool kid’ credit.

💘 What are the ways my muse says ‘I love you’ without actually saying it?:: Sam doesn’t like touching people. Choosing to initiate affectionate contact says a lot. She’s also a relatively self-serving person, so actually putting herself in danger for the sake of another-- knowing that she is putting herself at risk-- shows some attachment. But love itself is built up of lots of little things, and all of those have different displays. Trust is also a huge part of love, and there are things she’ll only do if she trusts someone enough (physical contact, yes, but also telling them certain things, sleeping in their presence, etc). Protectiveness is part of love; there are some more nurturing behaviors that come out when she cares for someone in a certain way (any more caretaker-like activities, like cooking for someone or making sure they get up on time or taking care of them when they’re sick).

💯 What is my muse’s ideal date?:: Previously answered! (waaaay way back xD)

Also hi! Yay new people! ^^

『❛  Time’s ticking. Why don’t you come the fuck out so we can end this?  ❜』

You aren’t a f r a i d of throwing yourself in the path of D A N G E R                                                                                but you’re t e r r i f i e d of letting anyone in

Ghostface pushed the other further into the ground. Boots scraping up mud as they swung a leg over the other, propping themself up. One hand gripping his neck, and the other their knife.

He cocked his head at the words, before feeling a smile crack behind his mask. FEISTY. He always liked a sweet talker.

MUSIC IS MY LIFE / ACCEPTING.

♪ A SONG THAT REMINDS ME OF MY MUSE: Infra-Red - Placebo

One of the few songs in which the narrator is sadistic, and takes joy in being such, but doesn’t make make me cringe lmao. The lyrics are pretty clear, detailing a ‘run and hide’ chase, but where both running and hiding are futile for the victim. The ‘infra-red’ makes me think of his scratched mirror add-on, which is the canon loadout for this blog... Choice lyrics: ‘I’m coming up on infra-red / Forget your running I will find you.’ 

♪ REVERSE A SONG THAT REMINDS ME OF YOUR MUSE: Like Eating Glass - Bloc Party