#wandrlcst

ღ for an affectionate text

ben -> cherry: you know you’ll always have a place to stay here if you need it

send me “#” for cell phone headcanons about our muses including:

- what your muse’s name is in mine’s phone

cherry coke 🍒

- what your muse’s picture is in mine’s phone

- what your muse’s ringtone is in mine’s phone

dancing queen // ABBA

- my muse’s last text to your muse

[ text → cherry coke 🍒 ]: i mean absolutely nothing by this but you should know i have a mean right hook.😏

- what your muse’s name is in mine’s phone

winnie l.

- what your muse’s picture is in mine’s phone

- what your muse’s ringtone is in mine’s phone

she keeps on vibrate at all times

- my muse’s last text to your muse

send a heart for a specific kiss.😍 for a surprise kiss.

being on desk duty for the whole day was driving kenzie insane so she took her break as an opportunity to finally leave the station and grab a decent cup of coffee on the diner. still on her uniform she approached one of her favorite places on this whole town, looking through the windows to the inside she smiled when she saw the all to familiar back of ryker. her grin turned into a mischievous one as she walked inside as quietly as she could only waving to the waitress that recognized her. once she was right behind him she leaned in close to his ear, her arms running down his chest “boo.” she whispered before jumping to face his front and captured his lips on hers before he could react to her movements.

nonverbal starters🛌 crawl under the covers with my muse

she laid in the couch playing with her fingers unable to fall asleep. she had told the other it was okay that she could crash on his couch after they had watched an entire season of a show on netflix, but as the time passes she realizes how much she hated being there by herself. her head falls to the side, her gaze finds the leftover pizza and she reaches to take a small piece, her legs shift to get up. the girl takes a bite and lets it fall to its previous place before dragging her feet to ryker’s room, she opens the door carefully not to make any noise and takes a step in, hazel eyes find his figure and a smile slips on her features, he looks so peaceful she almost felt bad for intruding. the brunette slowly closes the distance to the bed and calmly lifts the covers so she can get herself in, the mattress dips with her added weight and she can feel her friend jerk slightly at the new body. kenzie turns to her side and stares at his face for a minute before letting her hand rise up to play gently with his hair hoping that wouldn’t wake him up, her body instinctively brought itself closer to him looking for the warmth he emitted and her face was impossibly close to his. feeling him so close to her felt so natural and peaceful that the young woman soon fell asleep despite her earlier struggles.

HE’S BURNED BEFORE ; he’s fallen for honeyed words & the pair of lips that spoke them , the eyes that flashed sweet signals before ; oh, he’s gone beyond everything he’s supposed to . an icarus , he muses , as he leans in closer to the femme ; yes , that’s what he was . ignoring the warnings ; flying higher because he can , because he enjoyed the feeling of warmth , the freedom that came along with it . but he’d always feel the wax melt & he’d fall , like so many times previous ... he wondered if the reason he continued this cycle , this plight , was because he thought she actually cared too . “ tell me , ” he begins , face solemn for once ; he may be a prat , but he felt just as much as the next . “ do you mean what you say , or do you just like to toy with me for fun ? ”

😍: my muse being amazed by something your muse is doing/how your muse looks.

cell phone headcanons

- what your muse’s name is in mine’s phone:

✨ ry 💖

- what your muse’s picture is in mine’s phone

- what your muse’s ringtone is in mine’s phone

kim possible ringtone

- my muse’s last text to your muse

Send 💞 for an awkward kiss (for Ryker)

Claire had spent an afternoon discussing normal, civilian things. She didn’t think she had the capacity to talk about anything beyond weaponization, territory, and allies, yet it was so easy and so effortless all at once. She felt happiness bubble in her stomach with a hope that, maybe, she could keep up a relationship without talking about work, that it all would work out fine. And then the not so unfamiliar stranger’s lips were attached to hers and she didn’t know what she could do. He didn’t do anything that deserved harm. It’s not like he was some sleazy pig who was trying to pick her up. So she let him have his fill until he parted away from her, then she looked at him for a brief moment and said, “So is now a bad time to tell you I have a boyfriend or...?”