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The Crow (1994) | dir. Alex Proyas

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What's your favorite part of New York?

The endless amount of places to go buy my fancy scarves. 

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Favorite album to listen to?

I can’t pick just one, but another favorite of mine is Physical Graffiti by Led Zeppelin. 

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What are your top five favorite albums of all time?

Good one. I like this already.

In no particular order:

Who’s Next - The Who

Sticky Fingers - The Rolling Stones

Ten - Pearl Jam

The Wall - Pink Floyd

Stadium Arcadium - Red Hot Chili Peppers

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What’s something you’ve always wanted to know about my muse?

Make sure all of your inboxes are open! These can be submitted anonymously or not.

*make sure you’re sending them as much as you’re receiving them!*

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Alright, keep braggin’. I just don’t trust those things. They look badass though, you could pull that look off for sure.

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Motorcycle guy, huh? I always thought they looked cool, but would I ever own one? Absolutely not.

Man, they’re totally worth it. It can make navigating through traffic easier and there’s nothing that compares to going down the highway on one.

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Motorcycle guy, huh? I always thought they looked cool, but would I ever own one? Absolutely not.

Today is the kind of day where it’d be a crime to not take the motorcycle for a spin.

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@gi-onna

Jeff’s phone call lasted about an hour; the news he got? Not the greatest - in fact, not good at all. He didn’t want to skip out on Gionna, that was the last thing he wanted to do, so he put on his collected facade and kept going to the restaurant. He needed something to take his mind off of things and he knew that Gionna was the perfect remedy for that. 

Around half an hour after their last text, he made it there and was looking around in the parking lot for her car, and once he spotted it, he smiled to himself. Something was fluttering in his stomach, but he chose to ignore that for now... Feelings? Real feelings? He couldn’t handle that right now. He couldn’t handle diving head first into them to try and sort them out, so he just decided to keep going with the flow. 

Upon entering, he spotted her pink hair almost immediately and an even bigger smile appeared as he made his way over. “There she is!” He chuckled, sliding in on the opposite side of the booth from her as he kept his gaze on her. She was stunning. “How’s your night been, hm?”

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[text -> Posterboy]  You could win to be my date at my dad’s party. [text -> Posterboy]  That sounds awesome. I fear I would really need a walk after waffle date! [text -> Posterboy]  I can leave just now and will be there in like… 30 minutes or so?  Should I pick you up somewhere?

[Text Msg: Gi] Oh yeah, I heard about that. You really want me to come?

[Text Msg: Gi] Waffle date and a walk it is! We can meet there, I gotta make a phone call and it might be a little long, so I’ll head that way in a minute.

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gi-onna‌:

[text -> Posterboy] Thank you T-T [text -> Posterboy] Actually. I don’t just want to be friends but I want to at least be friends. [text -> Posterboy] Ok if you understand what I just wrote you get 100 points. We should maybe just not talk about that via imessage or so. I’d love to see you

[Text Msg: Gi] What do I win with 100 points?

[Text Msg: Gi] You’re right. Waffle date? Maybe a walk around the park or somethin’? You tell me

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@neuromcd [text]Posterboy:  Jeff…. I’m sorry for being awkward. And I’m sorry for maybe going to far. It can be that I completely missinterpreted your kindness. It was my fault. I miss you… and I miss being around you… I am sorry for being so forward and I can’t even blame it on being drunk. Can we be friends? And… kind of ignore that I behaved like an asshole?

[Text Msg: Gi] Gi.. what the hell are you talking about?

[Text Msg: Gi] I’ve got no bad feelings at all, darlin’. And I also don’t want to just be friends, but if that’s what you want... as you wish.

[Text Msg: Gi] I miss you too. I wanna come see you, or you come see me. Anything. I miss my bubblegum princess.

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Led Zeppelin | Kashmir

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She was about to pass out all cuddled against him as he had pulled her over to his lap. It was mare than comfy and Gionna realized how much she missed it to be close to somebody. He felt warm and she liked his scent… But she jumped up a moment after he heard him wishing her sweet dreams. “ You wanna sleep here?” She asked slightly confused. “ No come over please…my bed is big enough. You can’t stay on the sofa Jeff. That’s … I would feel bad if you stood here… come on… “ Softly she grabbed his wrist and tugged him to get up. “ I won’t molest you or something Jeff. I promise but…. But I would feel horrible if I would let you stay here and you would wake up with a stiff neck or back tomorrow. “ She mumbled and tried to look up to him in the most pleading way she could.

Jeff chuckled sleepily, a little groan leaving him at the thought of getting up. “Alright, alright,” he muttered, grunting as he forced himself up off of the couch. He shuffled along behind her to her bed room and the sight of the bed made him even more tired. “That looks so comfy,” he mumbled, wasting no time in flopping down onto the bed with another grunt. He held his arms out for her and once she got to him, they wrapped around her tightly and then he got them both under the covers and situated once again. “Much better than a couch... don’t get me wrong, it’s cozy and all, but this... Man, this is nice.���

His eyelids were heavy and he decided to let them close, his chin resting on the top of her head. “Okay... now g’night,” he murmured, already feeling his body slowing down as sleep quickly overtook him.

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“You are, man! You are!” She mumbled back and after a while she let her fingers loosen their grip around his arm and she just leaned against him. As Gionna heard him saying those sweet words she smiled up to him and blushed a little. “Thank you… and it’s no lie when I say that …. I… I’m normally kind of immune to nice words. But when you say something like that, it means a lot to me.”

After a slight moment of silence the blonde sighed in content and closed her eyes for a minute. Gionna actually tried to sit up straight and she really wanted to act normal but then she sank back against the warmth of his body, just leaning to his huge chest. After all she had the feeling that the dizziness wasn’t too bad anymore and that her head stopped spinning.

“I don’t know what kind of movies you like but there is a hand full that always make me happy. Like Indiana Jones or… romancing the stone. Do you like them?”

She fought hard to suppress a yawn but she failed and sank dow even more until she almost lay on Jeffs lap.

“I could maybe just start it…. but we … could also watch it while laying down already … I don’t want to…. sleep… but … I’m a bit tired, I guess.” She mumbled while fighting to keep her eyes open. It was always the same, as soon as she came home and relaxed, everything was over. Since she was always running around over the day, her body was screaming for rest, as soon as she stopped doing so.

Jeff’s smile never faded, her company being enough to keep him happy. This was what he needed; something to take his mind off of other things - and now it was like she was the only thing on his mind. He looked down at her when she spoke up and his heart melted as he saw the tinge of pink of her cheeks. “I mean every word I tell you,” he told her quietly, his fingertips brushing against her skin.

He could tell she was exhausted and he honestly was too. He took a second to kick his shoes off and he shifted around some, pulling her onto his lap before he brought his legs up and stretched them out along the couch before holding her close to him. “It’s alright, darlin’... get some shut eye, I’ll be right here when you wake up,” he almost whispered, his lips pressing a soft, sweet kiss to the crown of her head as he cozied up against the pillow behind him. He was surprisingly comfortable, but he knew it was only because of her. He let her move around to get more comfortable as well and when she settled, his fingers slowly started stroking through her hair. “G’night, Gi... Sweet dreams,” he cooed, his head leaning against the couch as he looked down at her for a lingering moment, just to admire her again without her being aware of it. 

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Send my muse ‘🎧 ‘ for a song that reminds them of your muse.

Make sure all of your inboxes are open! These can be submitted anonymously or not.

*make sure you’re sending them as much as you’re receiving them!*

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Freddie Mercury - Mr. Bad Guy

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#20anossemFreddie

#GreatSongs

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gi-onna‌:

She sighed while he grabbed her hand and she sank down beside him to sit on the couch. Softly he grabbed his fingers and looked up to him as he locked her gaze like that. “…just don’t wanna take advantage of you…“ She repeated his words as if she needed to speak it out loud to process them. Then she nodded. But while he talked on she really calmed down. She liked looking into his eyes. Even if he appeared rough or maybe a little distanced. She saw him very differently.  His eyes were warm and sympathetic. His presents made her feel safe, like she seldom did before and his calming personality was maybe exactly what she needed right now. There weren’t many people who were able to bring Gionna down. Mainly everybody else made her being louder, bubblier or even aggressive. She wasn’t like that the times they both met, by now. “ Jeff… you know… you are really very different from any other guys I met. “ Slowly she sank beside him and leaned on his chest, letting her head rest against his shoulder… while she felt his arm around her, she softly reached out to it, realizing how well trained he was. “Woha… you have… muscles.” Gionna noticed while shifting weight a little trying to lay her small hands around his upper arm reaching around it. By that she realized that her hands were too small.

Actually she wanted to ask him what kind of films he liked and wanted to suggest some titles to him but by now she just let her fingers wander around his Biceps.

Jeff looked down at her as he realized she was staring and he offered another warm smile, his hand moving up to gently tuck some of her hair behind her ear. This woman was so fragile to him, and he felt slightly scared to even touch her in fear of breaking or hurting her. He knew that wasn’t possible, but he found himself being more gentle with her than he had been in his entire life. When she moved, his arm moved around her to keep her close. “What can I say? I’m one of a kind,” he muttered, teasing of course as he grinned. When he felt her hands on his arm, he couldn’t help himself from chuckling. “You’re so adorable... you know that? You’re a precious little angel, Gi... Seriously.”