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what they define their relationship with your muse as:

    “calling  it  dating  seems  too  simple,  it’s  more  than  that.  it’s  chaotic,  complicated..  dangerous  for  anyone  who’s  in  close  proximity.  sometimes  i  don’t  know  if  we’re  actually  in  a  relationship  or  a  death  pact.”    

something they like about your muse:

    “one  minute  she’ll  be  blowing  up  my  phone  with  pictures  of  her  tits  and  the  next  she  sends  me  shit  about  fish  mating,  attaching  themselves  to  each  other,  sharing  organs  and  then  asks  me  if  that’s  gonna  be  us.  i’ve  never  been  with  anyone  who’s  made  me  feel  at  peace  while  also  making  me  feel  like  i’m  losing  my  mind.  she’s  one  of  the  funniest  people  i  know,  although  she’ll  never  hear  that  from  me.  she’s  a  big  softy  and  i  love  that  she’ll  shiv  me  for  just  saying  that.  i  like  the  time  we  spend  together…  even  if  it  is  dragging  me  down  to  the  local  cinema  to  see  one  of  her  old,  boring  black  and  white  movies  that  she’ll  recite  line  for  line.  i’m  a  sap.”

something they dislike about your muse:

     “she’s  able  to  shut  down  and  ice  me  out  like  it’s  nothing.  it  can  last  for  hours,  sometimes  days.  she’s  incredibly  stubborn  like  that,  but  if  you  ask  her  she’ll  probably  tell  you  i’m  just  as  bad.”

their first impression of your muse:

    “wow.  and  i  don’t  mean  wow,  like,  this  girl  is  so  stunningly  beautiful  and  i  don’t  know  what  to  do  with  myself,  you  know,  like  she’s  used  to?  but,  wow…  what  the  fuck  is  wrong  with  this  girl?  she  pulled  out  all  the  stops,  tried  the  seductress  act  which  just  left  us  in  an  awkward  silence.  all  while  talking  like  some  chick  from  an  old  hollywood  movie.  the  most  bizarre  shit  i’ve  ever  come  across.”

their impression of your muse now:

    “she’s  the  only  person  who  can  simultaneously  make  me  want  to  throw  myself  off  a  cliff  and  come  crawling  back  for  more.”  

how they feel about your muse:

   “there’s  no  one  else  in  the  world  i’d  kill  for,  there’s  no  one  else  i’d  dispose  of  a  body  for,  she  means  everything  to  me.”

something they are hiding from your muse:

    “we’re  not  gonna  talk  about  the  fact  that  i  just  got  myself  deeper  into  this  shit  hole  city  and  that  we’ll  be  stayin’  here  a  bit  longer  than  she  wanted.”

something they wish they could to tell your muse:

💚 for a forehead kiss || johnny

true comfort is a little more than kind gestures and johnny knows that, but he isn’t vain enough to pretend to be a knight in shining armor for this damsel in distress. his daddy always did say that women are mysterious creatures, and sometimes you just gotta try your best and hope it works out. in this case, he finds himself drawing up the girl in his arms --- gently and slowly enough to allow her the option of a quick withdrawal. 

but first, he plants a soft kiss on her forehead, then withdraws just enough to speak. 

Kit wished she could say she hadn’t taken special care getting ready when Clem said she was on her way over, but that would be a lie. She knew she shouldn’t get her hopes up just because they had reconnected and that she should remind herself of the reasons they’d ended things in the first place, but all she could think about was how when things had been good, they’d been so good. And Kit had missed her. She loved her. So yeah, she took a little extra time on her appearance, hoping to be graced by some compliments by the blonde or at least a good once over. That had all been dashed when Clem had said she was bringing someone along with her. 

It’s not like she had any special right to Clem’s attention, but she couldn’t help but feel disappointed that her ex didn’t want to spend some more time with just them. Still, she tried to keep a bright smile on her face when she opened the door, not wanting Clem to think anything was wrong. Jealousy had definitely been one of their major problems in the past.

🍻+ “ who are you, really ? ” // felix 

what a fucking question. were he sober, the answer would be felix geller --- a not particularly clever avoidance of the question’s implications. but with a little (or maybe a lot) of booze and a few unmentionables in his system, this question cannot go unanswered, no matter how much he may regret it after the warm buzz in his head has settled to a dull and throbbing headache. 

“Who a-am I?” he lets out a heaving sigh as he tries to gather the racing thoughts. there are so many funny ways he could respond, but every half-formed punchline evades him for a much less lighthearted answer. his tongue, loose with vodka, works against him.

“---I-I’m a failu--re of a wr--iter. Everyo--one I’ve ev--er loved has di--ed in fro--ront of me. I ca--an’t keep my l-lights on. I can’t st---op do--ing drugs----” 

he’s pretty sure that she might just be the most beautiful girl he’s seen in his entire life. really. but there’s a word in there that makes his stomach churn a little: girl. he thinks of H.H. and that girl-child that he talked about with such adoration. maybe this kid’s driver’s license says eighteen or nineteen, but christ she could pass for younger. he wonders how many thousands of men have turned their heads to get another look at her.

Send me ∞ and my muse will tell you...

If I Think They Are: Ugly || Plain || Alright || Cute || Freaking Adorable || Pretty || Beautiful || Hot || Stunning

If I Would Go On A Date With Them: Not even if we were the last two one earth || No || Maybe || Eh….Sure || Yes || WILL YOU MARRY ME

If I Trust Them: Not At All || Not Really || Kind of || Yes || With My Life

If I Care About Them: Not At All || Not Really || Kind of || Yes || Deeply

If I Would Sleep With Them: Not Enough Alcohol in the World || No || Maybe if I were wasted || Maybe || Eh…Sure || Yes || TAKE YOUR CLOTHES OFF NOW!

My Comfort Level With Your Muse: Keep a Distance || Okay You Can Stand There, But Don’t Touch Me || Let’s Get Coffee and Talk || Let’s Cuddle || I Can Change In Front of You || Let’s Take a Bath Together

this is an old-ass meme || felix || @scvrpions 

“St–ella i-s a g-good friend.” 

this is an old-ass meme || johnny || @scvrpions 

“Miss Holliday is… boy. She really is something, isn’t she?” but there is something deep down that says but it’s never going to mean anything. his daddy always told him that falling for the other woman is the best way to ruin your life. johnny always wondered how he knew.