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🐝  *  ―  𝑨𝑵𝑮𝑺𝑻𝒀 𝑸𝑼𝑬𝑺𝑻𝑰𝑶𝑵 𝑷𝑹𝑶𝑴𝑷𝑻𝑺.

❛  are we actually doing the right thing?  ❜ ❛  are you bleeding?  ❜ ❛  are you even sorry?  ❜ ❛  are you still mad at me?  ❜ ❛  are you sure you’re gonna be okay on your own?  ❜ ❛  can’t we just be friends again?  ❜ ❛  can we pretend this never happened?  ❜ ❛  can you help me with this?  ❜ ❛  didn’t you listen to what i just said?  ❜ ❛  did you ever even love me?  ❜ ❛  don’t you believe me?  ❜ ❛  do you trust me?  ❜ ❛  do you understand what that means?  ❜ ❛  do you want to talk about it?  ❜ ❛  haven’t you heard the news?  ❜ ❛  have you ever cared about anyone other than yourself?  ❜ ❛  how did you do that?  ❜ ❛  how will i ever be able to repay you?  ❜ ❛  is it my fault?  ❜ ❛  is there anything i can do for you?  ❜ ❛  was all of this just a lie?  ❜ ❛  we’re gonna survive this, right?  ❜ ❛  what are you doing here?  ❜ ❛  what do you want from me?  ❜ ❛  what have you done to them?  ❜ ❛  what makes you think i’m going to help you?  ❜ ❛  when was the last time you ate something?  ❜ ❛  when will it stop?  ❜ ❛  when will you ever grow up?  ❜ ❛  where were you last night?  ❜ ❛  who did this to you?  ❜ ❛  who the hell are you?  ❜ ❛  why can’t you just let it go?  ❜ ❛  why didn’t you tell me sooner?  ❜ ❛  why did you leave me?  ❜ ❛  why don’t you come home with me?  ❜ ❛  why would you do something like that?  ❜ ❛  will you call me when you got there safely?  ❜ ❛  will you please tell me what happened?  ❜ ❛  will you stop doing that?  ❜

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gentleness action prompts edit/interpret sender/receiver roles as you see fit

breathe - muse a holds muse b closely to help them wind down after a stressful day/event

stop - muse a holds muse b back from walking back out into the fray

melt - muse a holds muse b’s face gently, drawing circles into their cheeks with their thumbs

acceptance - muse a kisses muse b’s forehead and lingers

redemption - muse a holds muse b’s face together and rests their forehead against them

home - muse a pulls muse b closer until muse b’s face rests in the crook of muse a’s neck

finale - muse a wraps themself around muse b to keep them from harm

classics - muse a tends to muse b’s wounds with more care than necessary

honesty - muse a wipes muse b’s tears away from under their eyes

recovery - muse a rubs muse b’s back repeatedly to help work tension out their body

anxiety - muse a intertwines their fingers with muse b’s to ground themself

repose - muse a languidly slips into muse b’s arms while muse b is lying somewhere

subtlety - muse a gently brushes their hand over folds and wrinkles on muse b’s clothing

intimacy - muse a braids/brushes/works knots out of muse b’s hair

domesticity - muse a rests chin on muse b’s shoulder to read/see what they’re holding

second-nature - muse a runs their hand through muse b’s hair who’s leaning into them from behind

casual - muse a slinks their arms around muse b’s to sit closer

wounded - muse a sways muse b and themself back and forth as a soothing mechanism

care-taking - muse a rubs muse b’s arms repeatedly to get some warm into them

excuses - muse a brushes their thumb lightly against muse b’s rub some dirt/dust/etc away

courting - muse a rests one hand on muse b’s back and holds out the other for muse b to hold to help them climb up/down something

simplicity - muse a playfully runs their finger along the bridge of muse b’s nose in one swift motion

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Send 🌿 to accidentally get caught under the mistletoe with my muse. (continued from x.)

“I’m lucky you’re feeling the Christmas spirit,” he teased. He wanted nothing more than to feel the warmth of her lips on his. As she stepped closer to him Joe smiled back at her, fixating his eyes on her soft lips. He reached a hand out and caressed her cheek, softly pulling her in even closer. Their faces were so close in that moment that he could smell the sweet fragrance of her perfume. 

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He felt his stomach rumble as he sat down; it was too easy to forget about hunger being this drunk. For a moment, he didn’t know what else to say, he poured his heart out to her, but Olive had hardly acknowledged it. He just sat quietly as she prepared the leftover meal. Joe hoped that getting on her good side would eventually result in forgiveness, but also realized that he may have had far too much of that whiskey. Fuck. The microwave beeped loudly and he cleared his throat before breaking the silence.

“Well,” Joe began. “How have you been?” He took a bite of the steaming vegetables and it was the best leftovers he had in a long time. Joe definitely wasn’t as good a cook as Olive and he was grateful to be eating something so good. “This is amazing.”

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“

                                          Good is the enemy of

                                              great.

                                       If anything’s worth pursuing,

                                    we’ll remember it

                                                tomorrow.

                                                                                                       ”

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Dreams and Nightmares

Send “Dreams and Nightmares” to read a page from my Muse’s Dream Log, a page describing in great detail something they have dreamt about in the past nights.

Saturday, December 3rd

Olive and I were picnicking in the most serene clearing in the middle of the forest. Our spread was full of the most decadent cheeses, the freshest breads, the most delectable jams, and the most extravagant French wine. I marveled at her radiant skin as I slipped a daisy in her beautiful, blonde hair.

Once we finished our charcuterie feast, we frolicked in the luscious grass with a pack of deer. Olive had the ability to communicate with the animals and they directed us to a pond with the clearest water imaginable. We held hands as we dipped our feet into the water and watched the sunset together for what felt like hours. It was beautiful.

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{ last ooc post of the day before i get to everything i need to respond too lol i swear. i was gonna wait for munday for this one but i’m too excited about it lol.

my coworkers and i are hopping on the tik tok interview train. filming this yesterday was fun and we’re probably going to keep making them. }

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Send “Dreams and Nightmares” to read a page from my Muse’s Dream Log, a page describing in great detail something they have dreamt about in the past nights.