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@whirlpoolemployee​ asked: 😏 - bites or kisses my muse’s neck

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She’d been spending a lot of time with Elliot. Probably way too much. Sarah didn’t really have an excuse other than she just liked being around him. He didn’t look at her the way everyone else in this town did; another Langley waiting to drop dead. Of course, there was the fact that he was also stupidly hot but her physical attraction to him was more like a nice bonus rather than the reason she was there. Days were often spent relaxing at his or house, listening to him play music while she read one of her books or worked on a project for class. She’d fallen asleep to the sound of his fingers softly strumming on the guitar, eternally mesmerized by his ability to make such beautiful melodies. Art had always been a mystery to her, she had so much that she felt like she could express through it but no talent to do so.

 After expressing this to him, he’d tugged her into his lap, placed her fingers on the strings and her brow furrow gently in concentration as she tried to follow his instruction. Her mess-ups were only met with soft giggles from here, half from the poorly played melody and half because the intimacy of the situation made her face glow pink. She’s peeking at him from the corner of her eyes, heart fluttering in her chest as she takes a moment to really soak in the closeness. Before she can stop to question what she’s doing or ask if he was alright with it, she leaned into chastely press her lips against his. That innocent, first kiss didn’t last very long. Her hands moved from the guitar ( but not before carefully ensuring it found a spot beside them on the mattress, safe from harm ) and gently held his face in her hands as she deepened the kiss.

When you reach the top at max speed, some would say that you’re bound to crash. Somehow it made it seem like all that early on success had set her up for failure. Lennox had signed a record deal with her band at sixteen years old, adhering to the terms that the record and their guardians had set up for the minors, but the moment that they’d all turned eighteen the control had been in their hands again. There was no more sneaking or tiptoeing around, they free to do what they wanted. On the road, unsupervised, it was easy to fall into the the thrill of it all, constantly needing to chase all the highs. It sucked her right in. But while the rest of the band managed to find their balance, or at least hide their issues more easily, Lennox had fallen into a messy pattern. The tabloids were all over her when she was out partying, catching her in all of her chaos, and when it started to roll into Lennox acting up at the shows -  it got to the point where the group had pulled her aside. They couldn’t really threaten her, she was their lead vocalist, but the majority of them had also been friends since they’d been kids. So they held an intervention. Multiple, because Lennox had laughed the first few off, telling them that they were being dramatic, until even she couldn’t deny it anymore and agreed to take some time off to go to rehab.

If she made an attempt to try to push past the terrible lows of not being able to take anything to get rid of the nerves, then she could start to pretend like she truly was just on a vacation. With beachfront rooms that made it feel like they were just at some high end retreat and the daily yoga lessons. She’d snuck into Elliot’s room for the night, which wasn’t a rare occurence in the slightest. They’d been advised against forming any intimate relationships from the start, but it wasn’t like the two of them had crossed that line - if they were under normal circumstances, then it would have been a different story. Being around Elliot just helped her feel like she wasn’t alone. They’d been lying down and watching a scary movie, and she’d reached out to grasp his hand by accident during a jump scare, but the feeling of it had jolted something within her. “Sorry.” she nearly squeaked it out and her entire face seemed to flame up as she quickly removed her hand. She internally cursed herself for the sudden awkwardness. “I swear all this zen shit is turning me into a weakling when it comes to these movies now.” There, she could just blame the entire reaction on the movie. 

𝚃𝚁𝙰𝙽𝚂𝙼𝙸𝚂𝚂𝙸𝙾𝙽 𝙸𝙽𝙲𝙾𝙼𝙸𝙽𝙶   ↻   𝚂𝙴𝙽𝙳𝙴𝚁 :  @whirlpoolemployee​​ 𝙼𝙴𝚂𝚂𝙰𝙶𝙴 :  [text] i genuinely don’t know if i should take being called daddy as a compliment or not

@whirlpoolemployee​ asked: 10. for one muse to wake the other up with oral 

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She’d felt Elliot softly stir beside her and felt him try to wake her a few times but simply half-muttered something about ‘five more minutes’ each time. The blankets were pulled up almost all the way to her chin, the soft scent of his soap and weed permeating through the room and lulling her into an even more relaxed state. Really she was going to get up in another minute but they’d stayed up late last night and it was Saturday…the list could go on about why she should just stay in bed. Elliot obviously had other plans. 

 Gwen didn’t budge initially when she felt the blankets moving but did barely crack an eye open, assuming he was going to just pull a move like yanking the covers off of her. Instead, however, his head was burying itself between her legs and a soft gasp was drawn from her lips. “Fuck--” the curse spilled out in a half-breathless laugh and half a moan sheerly out of surprise. “I mean that’s definitely a tactic to wake me up” she cuts herself off by drawing her bottom lip in between her teeth.

@whirlpoolemployee​ asked: ❛ for some reason, i’m attracted to you. ❜

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Concern and slight exasperation crosses Chrissy’s face because she knows that he’s right. Mind you most people didn’t need to be drunk or high to make bad life choices, some people just couldn’t help themselves and she was glad that for the most part she wasn’t one of those people. Was she perfect? Lord no, but when possible Chrissy would try to take a step back and just take stock of the situation as a whole.

“That doesn’t mean you have to make them. You can just... I don’t know, take a breath, weigh the scales and really just think about the options available to you.”