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[earthlost]

#earthlost. an independent , super private & low activity multimuse . contains muses from various fandoms , both canon and original characters . highly selective & mostly a friend's only blog . mature content present , minors please do not interact . cherished by mak . please read rules & muse pages before following .

[earthlost]

. ` ° . * &. 》 @syvaer / peter &. harry .

a game of spin the bottle : unprompted starter.

the static melody of the song playing through the beat - up , hand - me - down radio is muffled by an uproar of giggles ( mostly yours ) as you take another swig from the drink in your hand . at this point the room is only kinda fuzzy , your skin feels warm despite the winter's chill and yeah , you're feeling really good right now . apparently , so good that you're just about snorting beer through your nose at the tail end of harry's joke . geez peter , WHAT HAVE YOU GOTTEN YOURSELF INTO NOW ? the circle your friends have created on the ground is intimate , almost suffocatingly so . gaze flickers to mj briefly before landing on the bottle you swear she suddenly whipped out from nowhere , reluctantly taking it from its spot in the middle of the floor and honestly ? you just can't help it : you laugh .

" oh my god , mj . are we really playing this right now ? i -- i don't wanna be the one who goes first ! " you gesture wildly as if to emphasize your point , following up with chasing the flutter of nerves down with another big sip of your beer . its then the idea strikes you , and it's definitely a little mean , but whatever gets you out of being first blood , right ? body shifts just enough to face harry sitting next to you , gently placing the bottle into his hands ( you don't think too deeply on the way that touch lingers , or how your signature puppy dog eyes are just a bit softer as you cast your attention fully to your best friend ) . " sorry . . . NOSEGOES !!! " and then the circle follows suit in putting their finger against the tip of their noses , unfortunately leaving harry the fate of being the one to spin first .

[ohisms]

↪     𝑴𝑶𝑹𝑩𝑰𝑫 ᶜᵘʳᶤᵒˢᶤᵗʸ .    (  a  collection  of  various unsorted question prompts .  adjust  phrasing  as  necessary .   will  be  updated  frequently .  )

are you kidding me ?

[ name ] ,  what just happened ?

hey !  what’d you do that for ?

did you plan on ever telling me ?

do you want to tell me the truth ,  this time ?

you seriously think i could’ve done this ?

did you know about this ?

[ name ] ,  what were you thinking ?!

can we talk ?  alone ?

why are you doing all of this ?

it can’t be that bad ,  right ?

haven’t you heard the stories ?

who did this to you ?

what are you insinuating ?

what did you think was gonna happen ?!

you think i could do something like that ?

who do you think you are ?

why won’t you let me help you ?

do you have any evidence of that ?

can we put away our differences for a second ?

where have you been ? 

is that  …  blood ?

what’s your problem ?

are you real ?

where’s your sense of adventure ?

would you kill for me ?

you’re  [ name ] ,  aren’t you ?

why can’t you just let it go ?

do you want me to stay ?

what if we left  …  ran away ?

what else was i supposed to do ?

how did you get this scar ?

could you give me a hand with this ?

do you ever stop talking ?

you’ve never done this before ,  have you ?

where do you think you’re going ?

how many fingers am i holding up ?

what can i say to make it better ?

why can’t we all just get along ?

can i stay the night ?

what’s that supposed to mean ?

where did your common sense go ?

you seriously don’t believe me ?

what aren’t you telling me ?

do you have a minute ?

why are you lying ?

you’re gonna walk away from this ?

where am i supposed to go ?

can we stop and think about this rationally ?

how long has it been since you’ve slept ?

why can’t we be civil about this ?

what makes you so special ?

where is all of this coming from ?

how are we gonna get out of here ?

you’ll never leave me ,  right ?

were you in on this ?

care to join me for a bit ?

shows what you know ,  doesn’t it ?

do you want to get out of here ?

what were you expecting to happen ?

what are you working on ?

i can tell you’re upset ,  what happened ?

when can i see you again ?

where do we go from here ?

can you sit up for me ?

how long have you been awake ?

what are you getting out of this ?

can we put this behind us ?

where are you ?  nobody’s heard from you .

how can i make this go away ?

were you following me ?

where does it hurt ?  show me .

[ name ] ,  what the hell ?

hey  …  can i ask you something ?

you’re not gonna tell me where we’re going ?

really ?  you’re gonna do that right here ?

are you even listening to me ?

we can help each other ,  right ?

hey  …  did you hear that ?

you have no idea who i am ,  do you ?

how long have you known ?

what exactly are you asking me to do ?

how was i supposed to know that ?

are you new around here ?

can you stop and listen to me for a second ?

do you think there’s something wrong with me ?

what ,  you think i’m not qualified ?

why did you help me ?

can you just look at me ,  please ?

what can i do to convince you ?

where did we go wrong ?

oh my god ,  are you bleeding ?

why the long face ?

are you trying to get yourself killed ?

what do you make of this ?

how much do you wanna bet ?

you’re sure this will work ?

why are you so concerned about me ?

what are you trying to prove ?

did you ever care about me ?

are you drunk ?

isn’t this amazing ?

how long have you been standing there ?

what are you suggesting ?

why are you such a pessimist ?

did you know them ?

can we call it a day ?

where did you come from ?

[shezoomer]

OPEN STARTER ! MUTUALS ONLY !

"what   do   you   think   your   song   would   be ?"   the   question   slips   softly   past   her   lips,   rolling   off   a   tongue   that   lies   defunct,   coated   in   acrimonious   sentiment   of   weeks   gone   by.   she   doesn't   turn   their way,   aquamarine   eyes   lingering   obtusely   on   the   pattern   of   strokes   running   along   her   open   palms.   the   beginnings   of   a   song   are   heard,   blowing   from   the   headphones   that   rest   around   her   neck,   lilting   lulls   that   caress   her   ears   and   set   her   soul   at   ease.   not   for   long, though.   it   never   lasts.   there   is   a   grandfather   clock   wound   into   her   heart,   each   foreboding   tick   a   sluggish   beat,   warning   her   that   time   is   running   out. nowadays   heart-rending   visions   occupy   every   recess   of   her   consciousness,   and   all   she   hears   is   her   own   life   coming   to   an   end.   

[earthlost]

neck arches off of the arm of the couch at her query , elbows digging into the sunken cushion to ease your lanky frame upright . it was an enigma of its own as to why max mayfield would even want to spend time at the wheeler household if it weren't for your sister ----- LET ALONE WITH YOU , at the cusp of the end of the world , in the cramped , stuffy space of the infamous mike wheeler's basement . the desk in the corner is even more cluttered than the floor , but she doesn't seem to mind ; in fact , it's like she doesn't notice at all , which in max language , that is insanity --- it's obvious that something isn't right . so if you were to think of something snarky to say right now , this really wasn't the time to say it . " my song ?? " you parrot back with a bewildered look in your eyes , lips pressing together in a disapproving grimace at the implications of an otherwise innocent question . it wasn't something you'd ever want to think about , honestly . and the stubborn parts of you refuse to . after all , NOTHING IS GOING TO HAPPEN TO THEM ( and you'll do everything in your power to keep it that way ; to keep your friends safe . that's what paladins do ) . " i don't know . . . i don't think i have one . "

[syvaer]

sometimes you have to be okay with what i don't want to tell you. - pete to harry bye

“ pete, it's fine. i'm SORRY i asked. ” there's a layer of hurt in his voice, in the undertones of his response. it's not like he's pete's babysitter, at any rate. it's just . . . sometimes he disappears from class. sometimes he answers a call and there's banging in the background. sometimes his explanations seem so finicky. there's a level to PETER PARKER that harry just doesn't have access to, and while he wants it, he learned very quickly in life that sometimes, what you want, and what you get from it, are two different things.

harry leans back, arms resting on the top steps of the stoop at MAY'S HOUSE. astoria is calm compared to his dad's penthouse. the trees sway in the breeze here, a faint whistle of the wind through a valley of homes. he wonders what in his life would be different if his mother were still here. would they have moved to somewhere calmer? “ you can keep your secrets, parker. i'll just tell everyone you're some SUPER SPY doing secret government projects. ”

[earthlost]

IT TAKES YOU ABACK , the uncharacteristic bite in your words , and okay , maybe you could blame it on the fact that it's your seventh straight day of team no - sleep ( thanks new york ! you just couldn't let a guy rest for two minutes , huh ?! ) but honestly ? this isn't like you . you've been on edge for days now , the prickle at the back of your neck unrelenting . it's kinda hard to explain to your best friend that you're having hella spidey senses right now , y'know ? so you opt for the safer alternative : blame it on good ol' senior year .

" sorry , i didn't --- i didn't mean it like that , i just . . . it's been a crappy few days . " AT LEAST THAT PART WASN'T A TOTAL LIE . the half - grin you bear is sheepish in nature , and boots knock into his own as if its your own secret way of emphasizing your apology . it's not that you don't want to tell him . it's just safer this way ( no one can get hurt if no one knows its you , right ? ) . still , you play along with his jest , sweaty palm rubbing at the back of your neck as a few nervous chuckles manage to escape . " ha - ha , ha . yeah , definitely that . i'm basically james bond if he had two left feet . "

[mcflymemes]

THINGS MY FRIENDS' MUSES HAVE SAID *  assorted dialogue written by my talented mutuals, adjust as necessary

you are stronger than you think.

there's so much you don't know.

sorry to unload this on you. i just don't get to talk about this much.

i'm sorry for misleading you.

you ought to know that. someone ought to tell you.

you really don't tire of this, do you?

i'm running out of patience for this.

you don't owe me anything. i don't think any of us should owe each other anything.

it's... hard to explain, actually.

sorry for waking you.

the opportunity was just too good to pass up.

i know you're just being nice.

i'll take the blame for this.

you're unbearably ridiculous.

i'm leaving after i get my coat.

quit your grinning.

what if we stayed up later tonight?

i'm still figuring it out myself.

you know i'm just gonna keep asking.

i spilled coffee all over not one, but two shirts.

as treacherous as i thought it might be, this journey has been rather... well. interesting, to say the least.

where did you learn to dance?

why the sudden declaration? you're not leaving me, are you?

maybe we should head back to camp.

the stars looked too pretty last night. i couldn't sleep inside my tent.

i love you. i care about you... but you're scaring me.

i hope you don't think you're going to lure me into your bed after a few charming words.

aren't you supposed to offer your assistance with stuff like this?

maybe you could help me from time to time.

you're a heck of a lot cuter than me.

i'm open to suggestions.

what was that for?

you don't have to tell me, if you don't want to.

why the stubbornness?

there's nights i don't sleep easily.

i'll see you at sunrise.

guess it's a good thing you haven't heard.

been a while since i told anyone about that.

what a damn shame i didn't bring a rose.

you're gonna have to be more specific.

i do live to make your life absolutely awful.

wait for me. promise you will.

i'll keep it safe. i promise.

you don't need to say it.

i'm not a bloody mind reader.

haven't you heard?

i know better than to tell you to stay behind.

you can say no. i won't be mad.

you're even sweeter than i remember.

i would have been even happier if i saw you more often.

honestly, i want to get inside before i start to turn blue.

hope you like meatballs.

not being kind. just being honest.

i'm taking us somewhere sandy.

you'll have to hold onto me for a while.

i want to catch up on my reading.

i'm in trouble. it's really bad.

the guest bedroom is all yours.

[earthlost]

Thinking about how Rin had sacrificed so much for her family :') she worked so hard to help out, the burden she felt by making their financial situation worse bc of going to school and battling the guilt of that. And she was betrayed by her father :') having to witness the horror of her mother's murder by his hands. Like??? She was so young. Her story is so tragic.

[earthlost]

and if i came back. what Then.

[oh-mother-of-darkness]

G… gender roles? [I open my hand, confused, and reveal a fistful of dnd dice] Which one do I…?

[happy-xy]

Omar Rudberg - Alla Ba OUFF / Yo Dije OUFF 

[earthlost]

          LISTEN  ,   IT’S  BEEN  A  LONG  DAY  ,   OKAY ?    there  is  no  denying  the  sheer  exhaustion  settling  deep  into  your  bones .   it  had  already  started  off  on  a  bad  note  when  your  alarm  this  morning  decided  not  to  go  off  today  of  all  days  ,   marking  you  late  once  again  to  your  creative  writing  lecture  located  all  the  way  on  the  other  side  of  campus .   oh  ,   and  let’s  not  forget  :   you  were  the  latest  victim  in  the  downpour  that  seemingly  followed  you  everywhere  you  went  ,   as  if  it  were  the  cloud’s  personal  vendetta  to  thoroughly  soak  through  your  tattered  converse  and  that  old  ,   navy  blue  sweatshirt  to  the  point  where  you  looked  more  like  a  wet  puppy  than  an  actual  human  being  right  then .   so  yeah  ,   today  fucking  sucked     (   and  the  soaring  tidal  wave  of  scummy  street  water  splashing  onto  your  back  from  the  tires  of  the  latest  passing  car  was  simply  the  icing  on  the  cake  for  the  single  worst  monday  to  go  down  in  the  history  of  mondays   ) .   could  it  even  possibly  get  worse ?

          SEE  ,   THE  THING  ABOUT  BILL   .  .  .   HE  IS  ALWAYS  SO  FUCKING  NICE .   so  much  so  that  you  wonder  if  you  even  deserve  it .   your  disgustingly  sopping  shoes  were  dripping  onto  the  carpet  of  his  welcome  mat  upon  your  late  arrival  to  his  apartment     (   again  ,   fuck  this  monday  in  particular  ,   thank  you  very  much   )     and  while  you  half  expected  to  be  turned  away  from  the  inconvenience  of  it  all  ,   bill  did  the  opposite .   @racointeur  was  practically  dragging  you  inside  ,   much  to  your  own  surprise  ,   the  continued  domino  effect  of  this  very  bad  ,   very  horrible  day  seemingly  stopping  in  its  tracks  the  moment  you  crossed  the  threshold .   now  ,   with  your  sodden  clothing  left  to  dry  and  your  gangly  limbs  adorning  a  pair  of  bill’s  soft  ,   flannel  pajamas  and  some  t - shirt  of  a  band  you  hardly  recognize  ,   you  quickly  come  to  realize  just  how  much  you  fucking  needed  this  fleeting  moment  of  kindness .   for  someone  to  actually  look  at  you  and  decide  right  there  that  you  are  worthy  enough  to  be  cared  for .   and  bill  gave  that  to  you  so  fucking  effortlessly  that  you’re  a  little  too  stunned  to  even  move  ,   let  alone  speak .   luckily  for  you  ,   bill  beats  you  to  it .

why don’t you stay the night ?  i’ll take the couch .

          IT  TAKES  YOU  BY  SURPRISE  ,   AT  FIRST .   the  soft  baritone  of  his  voice  hovering  just  barely  above  the  whisper  of  the  television .   the  way  you  can  practically  feel  the  warmth  radiating  from  him  ,   such  proximity  setting  alight  a  swarm  of  butterflies  fluttering  incessantly  beneath  ribcage .   can  he  feel  it  ,   too ?   the  same  prickling  feeling  ghosting  along  fingers  ,   itching  to  reach  out  to  touch ?   the  twisting  of  your  body  allows  the  contact  for  you  ,   knee  brushing  lightly  against  his  ,   and  your  breath  catches  despite  yourself .   bill  looks  to  you  with  a  gentle  sense  of  finality  ,   as  if  his  mind  has  already  been  decided  ,   and  the  inside  of  your  stomach  melts  into  something  syrupy  and  sweet  at  the  sight .   he  wants  you  to  stay .   you .   mike  wheeler .   the  absolute  disaster  of  a  human  who’s  too  tall  and  too  lanky  for  these  borrowed  clothes  and  whose  rats  nest  of  curls  are  matted  beyond  repair  and  who  was  definitely  snort - laughing  a  little  too  loudly  at  some  of  the  scenes  to  this  movie  ,   and  you  really  wonder  what  it  is  that  he  fucking  sees  in  you  to  want  to  keep  you  around .   the  sheer  realization  has  you  flushing  beneath  his  scrutiny  ,   and  you’re  silently  grateful  for  the  low  light  so  that  he  may  not  see  the  darkening  blush  blooming  atop  the  dusting  of  freckles .

          “     NO !   -----   no  ,   i  mean  ,   like   ---   i  don’t  want  to  like  intrude  ,   or  anything .   that’s  all .     ”          arms  stretch  awkwardly  out  in  front  of  you  ,   shoulders  rising  all  the  way  to  your  ears  as  if  to  stave  off  the  sudden  rush  of  embarrassment  tingling  beneath  your  skin .   fidgeting  with  the  woolen  hem  of  the  blanket  ,   a  gentle  smile  begins  to  show  itself  as  you  sink  back  into  cushions  of  the  couch  ,   swallowing  lightly .   perhaps  this  awful  day  didn’t  have  to  stay  that  way .          “     besides  ,   i  could  totally  take  the  couch .   it’s  fine .     ”

[earthlost]

          YOUR  BODY  FLOWS  WITH  THE  RHYTHM  OF  THE  MUSIC  WITH  A  SORT  OF  PRACTICED  EASE  ,   like  this  is  something  that  you  have  been  doing  your  entire  life .   in  truth  ,   you  have  been  ;   often  times  in  the  confines  of  your  bedroom  you  found  yourself  grooving  to  some  indie  pop  song  blaring  through  the  static  of  the  radio  ,   loud  enough  for  your  mother  to  scream  at  you  from  the  bottom  rung  of  the  stairs  to  turn  down  the  noise .   this  bar  on  base  is  no  different  ,   except  the  rowdy  drunken  crowd  that  surrounds  you  is  cheering  you  on  instead  ,   and  the  feeling  of  being  so  seen  and  so  free  is  almost  euphoric .   the  classmates  joining  alongside  you  are  nearly  screaming  along  to  the  lyrics  of  the  song  ,   the  shrieking  sound  of  their  voices  ringing  against  your  ears  ,   and  you’re  clinking  your  glasses  together  as  you  dance  in  tandem  with  the  rest  of  the  crew .   after  completing  yet  another  successful  simulation  today  ,   you  well  enough  deserved  this .

          FINALLY  THE  MUSIC  CRESCENDOS  ,   the  height  of  the  bridge  lingering  within  the  instrumentals  before  its  cuts  out  to  the  roaring  applause  of  the  establishment’s  onlookers .   you  give  a  final  bow  ,   the  smug  and  contented  smirk  etched  permanently  upon  features  from  the  overwhelming  attention .   although  ,   the  exhilaration  only  lasts  until  your  gaze  catches  the  familiar  sight  of  her ;   sierra  xenovair .   your  rival .   the  initial  shock  that  flickers  within  cerulean  gaze  is  fleeting  ,   replacing  it  with  what  you  presume  is  irritation  as  you  emphasize  the  action  of  crossing  your  arms  against  your  chest     (   so  what  if  @xenovair’s  presence  sets  off  a  solar  flare  that  cauterizes  your  insides ?   that’s  how  you’re  supposed  to  feel  with  your  enemies  ,   duh   ) .            “     what  are  you  doing  here ??     ”          the  interrogative  drawl  of  your  voice  is  firm  enough  to  make  out  overtop  of  the  chatter  of  the  bar  ,   eyes  squinting  suspiciously .          “     if  you  even  THINK  that  you  can  beat  my  sick  dance  moves  here  then  i’ll  have  you  know  that  it’s  IM - possible  ,   ‘kay ?     ”

[ohisms]

↪     ᵗʰᵉ 𝑫𝑼𝑺𝑻𝒀 𝑻𝑶𝒀𝑩𝑶𝑿 .    (  a  collection  of  various unsorted sentence starters .  adjust  phrasing  as  necessary .   no longer updating .  )

why are you here ?

drive .  drive fast .

i think we should make an informed decision .

are you coming or not ?

you’ve been avoiding me .

[ name ] ,  what were you thinking ?

this should be your priority .

let me hold you for a minute .

get out of my way .  i won’t tell you again .

that wasn’t supposed to happen .

can you keep a secret ?

i don’t know what i did to deserve you .

you seriously think i could’ve done something like that ?

you’re safe with me .

sorry isn’t good enough .

where is all this coming from ?

who told you about that ?

sorry i’m late ,  i got caught up .

you’re being paranoid .

why are you looking at me like that ?

you’re the single most important thing to me .

all i’m asking is that you hear me out .

whatever they told you ,  it’s a lie .

we shouldn’t stick around here .

hold my hand ,  i don’t want to lose track of you .

[ name ]  …  truth or dare ?

i love you .  nothing’s gonna change that .

can you tell me what happened ?

you can’t come around here anymore .

back off ,  okay ?

what ,  you don’t have time for me anymore ?

you’re asking for too much .

i’m trying to start a new life .

what do you mean ,  you aren’t coming back ?

sometimes i think you must hate me .

why can’t we just talk about this ?

i know i fucked up ,  you can stop rubbing it in .

you’ve got quite a reputation .

i’m not usually like this ,  i’m sorry .

please ,  just let me explain myself .

i love watching you work .

we’re on the same team .

did you ever tell anyone ?

you’ve got a lot of explaining to do .

really funny ,  you’re very mature .

you call THAT a PLAN ?

can we get out of here ?

i thought things would be different .

this is not up for debate !

do whatever you have to do .

karma’s going to get you for that .

it could’ve been a lot worse .

i asked you to leave me out of this .

maybe it’s time to take a leap of faith .

i never want to see you again .

can you see how many fingers i’m holding up ?

i’m gonna be there when you get what’s coming to you .

you’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me .

i’ve been waiting all night for this .

i told you not to contact me .

sometimes i really think you have a death wish .

what do you need ?  —  what can i do ?

i would do literally anything to keep you safe .

that was supposed to be a secret .

you haven’t called me that in years .

stop telling me to calm down !

we make a pretty good team .

i have so much i want to say to you .

i’m not going to let anyone hurt you .

can we please not do this right now ? 

wait ,  wait  …  just breathe for a second .

how are you holding up ?

why don’t you stay the night ?  i’ll take the couch .

i don’t need your protection !

you’re not making this easier on yourself .

are you going to let me in ?

i’m supposed to be protecting you .

i will kill you if i have to .

do whatever you have to do .

this is going to hurt ,  i’m sorry .

what happened to you ,  where have you been ?!

there was nothing you could’ve done .

you’re all i need right now .

i don’t believe in love at first sight .

have you been following me ?

i need you to believe me .

what do you remember ?

i’m not a good person .

what the hell’s going on with you ?

you’re being followed .

just when i thought my day couldn’t be any worse .

i’ve been having weird dreams .

so you’ve been lying to me this whole time ?

are you trying to get us killed ?

this is the worst thing that’s ever happened to me .

i never asked for your help .

you’re being followed ,  pretend you know me .

why has it started to feel different with you ?

don’t worry ,  i have a plan .

i heard everything .

do you need to sit down ?

i have the right to know what’s going on .

i’ve just gotta catch my breath .

stay out of my business .

what did you think was going to happen ?!

don’t cause a scene .

tell me something about you that i don’t know .

can i buy you a drink ?

what if  …  we played spin the bottle ?

this was never a problem until  [ name ]  came around .

you can’t ask me to make that choice .

are you seeing anyone right now ?

i need you to listen to me ,  we don’t have long .

you’re lying ,  that doesn’t make any sense .

you look  …  stunning .

what are you trying to prove ?

who died and made you the boss of me ?

you can’t just show up here like this .

let me make it up to you .

there’s no way i’m leaving you like this .

can we stay like this ?  just for a little longer .

i don’t need you to fight for me .

so  …  you lied to me ?

you’re the only one that can help me .

i can’t help you if you won’t let me .

i never introduced myself ,  i’m [ name ] .

i expected more from you .

you have no idea who i am ,  do you ?

are you real ?  is this real ?

can i stay with you ?  just for the night .

you’re going to get yourself killed .

why did you help me ?

tell me what i can do to help .

pick a card ,  any card .

i never wanted any of this .

i love you .   you don’t have to say it back .

do you wanna get out of here ?

what the hell are you talking about ?

i should have trusted you .

get your head out of the clouds .

how is any of this MY fault ?!

what aren’t you telling me ?

i can’t help you if you won’t let me .

it’s never just one with you ,  is it ?

you’re not supposed to know about that .

shut your mouth .

i haven’t kissed you yet ,  today .

where is this coming from ?

come over here and make me ,  then .

keep lying to yourself ,  see where it gets you .

i’m not a bad person .

is that what you wanted to hear ?

we can’t be seen together .

i can’t give you what you want .

i need you to leave .

are you drunk ?

i’m here ,  i’m here .  i’m not going anywhere .

you might want to take a seat for this .

have you been listening to anything i’ve said ?

i haven’t heard from you in weeks .

you’re jealous ,  aren’t you ?

who do you think you’re talking to ?

what are you reading ?

you could’ve killed me !

come on ,  we don’t have time for this .

i just need ten minutes of silence .

really ?  that’s all you have to say ?

we could leave ,  you know .  go far away .

you don’t look too good .

i never want to see you again .

why can’t you just leave me alone ?

i thought you died .

you’ll do anything for attention .

give me another chance .

how’s the weather up there ?

all you do is hurt people !

i’m sorry ,  none of this makes sense .

you need to get out of here before anyone sees you .

i told you i didn’t want you around here .

is that supposed to be a threat ?

you’ve changed .

don’t look at me like that .

it’s a beautiful day ,  don’t you think ?

i did what i had to do .

you never know when to stop .

i’ve got to get home ,  it’s getting late .

i have nothing to prove to you .

stop LYING to me  …  all you do is lie .

you don’t have to be nice to everybody .

don’t tell me what to do .

pull your head out of the past .

nobody can help me .  i can’t even help me .

we are not talking about that right now .

are you new around here ?

you have no idea what you’re starting .

i’m gonna get us out of here .

whatever you came here to say ,  i don’t want to hear it .

everyone’s staring at us .

is there anything i can do to help ?

i won’t cause you any more trouble .

– just follow my instructions for once !

do you want to come in ?

i just didn’t know what to do .

you need rest ,  lie down .

i’m not who you think i am .

i don’t know what you want me to say .

you’re not like anyone else i’ve ever met .

i feel like i’m going insane .

stop asking ,  you’re not going to like my answer .

i didn’t want you to see me any differently .

i wish i knew what to say to you .

don’t give me that look ,  you know what i mean .

you should be afraid .

do you still love me ?

i never thought i’d get this far .

the world doesn’t revolve around you .

i need you to give me some space .

i know what you’re doing ,  don’t play games .

you left me to die .

i’m beyond repentance .

when are you going to get it through your head ?

i missed you more than i thought i would .

i’m in love with you .

what do you need from me ?

i’ll kill them ,   just say the word .

[ name ] ,   what are you doing here ?

how can i help ?

you’re pathetic .

i need you to come pick me up .

where have you been ?  it’s eleven o’clock .

i couldn’t live with myself if i let you get hurt .

i can’t just pretend it didn’t happen .

you’re a real piece of work .

do you remember how we first met ?

when did all of this fall apart ?

that’s not what i came here for .

i would do anything for you .

i don’t need you to hold my hand through this .

are you sure this is the right thing to do ?

can’t we try to pretend things are okay ?

what is THAT supposed to mean ?

you’re always late ,  what am i supposed to think ?

there’s nothing you can do to fix this .

you’re far too kind to me .

can we go now ?  like ,  right now ?

i have to do this alone .

where’s your common sense ?

we aren’t supposed to be in here .

can you feel my heartbeat ?

i think i’ve seen you around before .

why are you acting weird ?

i have a really bad feeling .

i hate seeing you like this .

how am i supposed to react to that ?

what do you want most in the world ?

[earthlost]

racointeur​  :   will  byers .

YOU      COULD’VE      WORDED      THAT      BETTER,       but      maybe     there    was    a     part     of     you      that     wanted     to     test      the      waters.         sleep     wasn’t      going     to      come      easily     anyway.         the      california     heat     has     turned     your      bedroom      into      something      akin      to    a      sauna       and       lying      in      bed      next      to       mike      doesn’t      exactly     lessen      the      heat.         your       stomach’s       been     doing       flips      since      before     the    lights     even     went     out,      when     it     went     from      being      you     and     mike     and     the     rest    of    the     family     in     the    living     room     after     dinner       to       just     you    and    mike     in     the      confinements     of      your      room      getting     ready     to     wind     down     for     the     night.        

it’s     silly,     really.        there’s      no        possible     way     to     count     the     amount    of    times     that     you     and    him     have     shared    a     bed,       long      before       any      of      .    .    .      this.         it        shouldn’t      be      this      suffocating,       but     it     is.        made     even     worse       when     he     shifts,         breath     catching      in       your       throat      at     the     contact     of     his    leg    over     yours.        your     eyes    are     searching    for     his     through     the     low     glow     of     stars      and      you     shove     your     hand     between     your     head     and     your     pillow     to     stop     yourself     from     reaching    out     to     him.        (        would     he     want     you      to?        fingertips     brushing     against     heated    flesh    of     his     cheek     before     sliding     around     to     the     back     of     his    neck.      his      rambles      muffled     against      your     lips.      )            wishful     thinking      that     makes      your     chest     feel     heavy     and     that     knot    in     your     stomach     tightens.       

“you    know,     like    .     .    .   we     could       play    a      game,     or,     ”       your      voice     is     just    as     soft      as     his     is,      though     the    slight    amusement    curls    back     at     the     edges    of     your     lips.       he’s     cute     when     he’s     nervous,      you      think.       he     leans     in     and     you     find     yourself     shifting    your     head     against     the     pillow     to   lean    a    little    more     too,     and     if     your    other    hand     accidentally     brushes     his     that    picks    at     the     fabric    of    his    own    clothes,     well   .    .     .     it’s     your     business.        “or      whatever   .    .    .     whatever     you     want,      mike.”       you     swallow    lightly.          please      want      me.

          TELL  ME  :   ARE  ‘ FRIENDS ’  THIS  ELECTRIC ?   you  don’t  recognize  when  the  shift  first  began  to  take  place  ,   but  all  you  do  know  is  that  ,   right  now  ,   the  humid  air  hovering  within  his  cramped  bedroom  is  far  more  suffocating  than  it  had  been  mere  minutes  prior .   you  could  blame  it  on  the  sudden  flush  blooming  across  the  sharp  curves  of  your  cheeks  ,   a  blotchy  glow  beneath  the  dusting  of  freckles  from  the  feather - light  brush  of  will’s  hand  against  yours .   the  contact  is  enough  to  steal  your  focus  ,   pointer  finger  betraying  you  as  it  instinctively  twitches  towards  will  ,   a  fleeting  touch  upon  the  smooth  flesh  of  his  palm .   gaze  lingers  there  ,   afraid  to  meet  the  truth  reflecting  back  at  you  within  those  hazel  eyes .   you’re  digging  your  own  grave  here  ,   the  more  you  lean  into  this  ,   its  magnetic  pull  centering  in  on  will  byers .   you  should  stop .   really .   what  if  he  doesn’t  want  this ?

          .  .  .   OH  ,   BUT  WHAT  IF  HE  DOES ?   what  if  this  aching  longing  that  tingles  beneath  your  skin  and  twists  your  stomach  into  knots  was  a  mutual  tethered  string  that  holds  you  both  together ?   gaze  snap  back  up  to  his  as  the  thought  hits  you  ,   wide - eyed  and  soft  lips  parting  to  release  a  shaky  breath .          “     yeah   -----   a  game  ,   yeah   ,   cool .     ”          a  rushed  whisper  ,   head  ducking  in  a  hasty  agreement .   the  movement  has  your  unruly  curls  tickling  at  the  skin  of  your  cheeks  as  they  fall  out  of  place  ,   and  you  let  them     (   maybe  you  want  to  keep  your  hand  close  to  will  instead  of  leaving  to  wipe  at  your  face  ,   but  you’ll  never  admit  that   ) .          “     so  uh  ,   maybe  .  .  .     ”          you  shrug  a  little  ,   feigned  nonchalance  ,   mouth  pursing  gently  as  if  to  convince  will  that  you  are  genuine  in  your  consideration .   the  truth ?   you  already  know  what  you’re  willing  to  play .   it  settles  heavily  in  your  chest  ,   eyes  flickering  down  to  his  lips  as  you  gnaw  at  your  own  ,   swallowing  down  the  nervousness  that  has  your  heart  stammering  in  anticipation     (   take  the  leap  ,   michael !   ) .          “     .  .  .   truth  or  dare  ,   will ?     ”

[ohisms]

↪     𝑲𝑰𝑺𝑺  ﹠ ᵀᴱᴸᴸ .    (  a  collection  of  50+ kiss prompts .   feel  free  to  specify  the  initiating  muse .  potentially  nsfw  content  within .   will  be  updated .)

finally kissing the person you’ve been pining for .

a kiss shared during a game  ( truth or dare ,  spin the bottle ,  etc ) .

kissing your lover to show you forgive them .

neck kisses that turn into love bites .

wiping away your lover’s tears as you kiss them .

a kiss to prove you don’t have feelings for them .

a last kiss before one goes away .

biting your lover’s lip amidst a kiss .

an emotional kiss bringing one party to tears .

a kiss while being reunited after a long time .

kissing your lover in a moment of sheer joy .

a kiss while slow dancing .

sharing a spontaneous kiss with a stranger .

an abrupt ,  heated kiss during the middle of a fight .

kissing them to shut them up .

a kiss to wake your lover up in the morning .

sharing a kiss in a heavy downpour of rain .

kissing your partner to seal a marriage .

a possessive kiss that is meant to stake a claim .

a kiss to resolve suppressed romantic/sexual tension .

a kiss attempting to convince the other party to stay .

kissing the top of their head as you hold them .

a risky kiss between forbidden lovers .

stolen kisses while hiding away from a crowd .

a kiss that leaves lipstick stains .

a kiss shared on a rooftop while the sun sets .

a flirtatious kiss on the back of the hand .

sneaking off to a public bathroom to make out .

a kiss on the forehead as the other sleeps .

an  ( accidental / mutually )  drunken kiss .

caging your lover against a wall with your arms to kiss them .

a kiss after joining your lover in the shower .

a kiss after receiving good news .

a tentative ,  exploratory kiss between friends .

a kiss shared between enemies during combat .

kissing your lover after believing you’d lost them .

a kiss after a devastating event ,  meant to comfort .

a possessive kiss in front of a jealous third party .

kissing your lover under the night sky while stargazing .

a kiss between two people in a fake relationship .

a kiss that seals a promise .

kissing your lover lazily first thing in the morning .

holding your lover by the jaw to kiss them .

kissing the tears from their cheeks .

a kiss to your lover’s stomach as you travel down their body .

an abrupt kiss that you melt into after a moment of hesitation .

sleepy ,  domestic morning kisses in the kitchen while making breakfast .

a rushed kiss before one party leaves for work .

a kiss shared while holding your dying lover .

[earthlost]

racointeur​:

❛ Do I know you? ‘Cause you look a lot like my next boyfriend. ❜

the    smile    that    pulls    at    the    edges    of    your    lips    and    soon    lights    your    entire    face    is    inevitable,    and    a    breathy    laugh    accompanies    it    soon    after,    red    solo    cup    lingering    against    your    bottom    lip    as    you    flicker    your    gaze    over    to    @earthlost.    sip    is    taken    from    the    cup    and    then    you    place    it    down    on    the    counter    you    lean    against,    pushing    yourself    off    of    it    after    to    lessen    the    distance    between    the    two    of    you.    "does    this    mean    richie’s    about    to    be    out    of    the    picture?“    your    chest    bumps    lightly    against    his    arm    as    you    lean    into    him    at    his    side,    letting    soft,    playful    words    out    against    the    shell    of    his    ear    over    the    bass    of    the    music.    ”‘cause    not    even    gonna    lie,    dude,    i    like    .    .    .    was    totally    getting    the    same    vibes    from    you.“

          THERE’S  NO  DISGUISING  THE  LIGHT  SURPRISE  BLOOMING  TO  LIFE  UPON  FEATURES  ,   the  curve  of  your  brow  twitching  in  interest  as  the  other  closes  the  distance  between  you  ,   breath  catching  for  a  fleeting  moment  at  the  sudden  change  in  proximity .   he’s  encouraging  you  ,   the  lilt  of  his  voice  flirty  and  sweet  into  the  shell  of  your  ear  ,   and  you’re  smirking  despite  yourself .   to  be  wanted  feels  so  god  damn  euphoric  ,   and  you’re  inflating  your  chest  in  response  ,   dragging  a  palm  down  the  center  as  if  to  soothe  the  butterflies  beginning  to  stir  underneath  your  ribcage .   keep  it  cool  ,   mcclain .          “     yeah ?   well  ,   it’s  your  lucky  day  then  ,   ‘cause  richie  was  never  actually  in  the  picture .     ”          you  exchange  a  flirty  look  when  your  gazes  catch  ,   the  dimpled  smirk  stretching  even  further  across  your  cheeks .          “     i’m  free  real  estate  ,   baby .     ”          you  punctuate  that  statement  with  an  exaggerated  wink  and  a  hand  giving  the  finger - guns .

[racointeur1]

[     RECIEVED:     @earthlost    ]      rough day, huh?

[       SENT:      Mike.     ]      My professor’s just a dick. 

[      SENT:     Mike.     ]      Want to grab lunch with me?

[       SENT:      Mike.     ]      It’d be nice to see you. 

[earthlost]

[ SMS : Bill D. ] : is it the same guy who teaches English 202?

[ SMS : Bill D. ] : oh, yeah. sure. that'd be cool.

[ SMS : Bill D. ] : lunch on me? cause like, with the prof making your day shit and all I just thought that maybe it would make the day better at least.