˖ ࣪🕯 ᴅᴇꜱᴏʟᴀᴛᴇ, ᵈᵉᶜᵃʸ.

a ⠀ghost ⠀bloodied⠀ house,⠀ all ⠀covered⠀ with ⠀sleep.

[spectik]

˙ ໑ ࣪˖ ࣪ 🕯 #SPECTIK. ⸝⸝ independent, private & selective writing blog for KURT VOSS, a paranormal investigator & urban explorer original character. drawing inspiration from ; analog horror, midwestern gothic, found footage, liminal spaces & the uncanny. themes typical for the horror genre will be present, proceed with caution. please refer to the rules here. heavily affiliated & single ship with DYLAN BAKER.

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[charmac]

[spectik]

| | | | | | ˙ ໑ ࣪˖ ࣪ 🕯 WEBWEAVE PT. 1 , a study of kurt voss. ❛ THE EARTH HAS A HEART AS WELL AS BLOOD AND TEETH, IT'S MADE UP OF THINGS SO MUCH LIKE ME.

[spectik]

˙ 🕯 ˎˊ˗ @spectsee said : “ we haven’t talked about this yet, but . . . are you dating anyone? ”

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀KURT BLINKS AT HIM ONCE, TWICE, HEAD TILTING TO THE SIDE AS HE CONTEMPLATES THE QUESTION. IT catches him off guard, the nervousness evident by the way he carried himself, voice laced with an anxious uncertainty. “ . . . dude. i've been hitting at you for months now, you really think there was even the tiniest possibility that i was dating anyone ? ” he snorts, amused by how clueless dylan was, his cuteness almost impossible for kurt to process. “ i haven't met many people who could handle me for longer than a couple of days . . . other than you, of course. ” sure, there's been many flings, a few meaningful connections, plenty of steamy encounters that burned out as rapidly as they ignited, kept alive by nothing but lust and desire, and that too got boring. all these relationships quickly turned sour, you're just too much, was the thing he heard most often, too loud, too fast, his excitement too overbearing, his love too suffocating, his sadness too depressing. it was almost as if kurt was unable to find the middle ground, no half measures, always on the verge of the extremes, like he simply couldn't light a fire to keep himself warm, no, it was always a wildfire, was all-consuming, burning everything in the way.

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀“ but . . . why are ya asking, dyl ? planning to make a move ? ” kurt pushes further after a moment of silence, chest aching as if a cloud of butterflies was ready to erupt from his sternum. he tried to chase away the thought that dylan was about to ask him out, in case he read the signals wrong and all that would just end in a massive disappointment. but his gut was usually right, and something told him that there was no point in bracing himself for rejection, because it surely wouldn't come. “ if so, then it's very nice and sweet of you to ask first --- very, how do you say . . . curteous. and they say that chivalry is dead. ” kurt couldn't help but to smile wider, flashing his teeth in a bright grin, cheeks hurting.

[becomeflowers]

❥         𝐁𝐄𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐄       𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐄     (    ₁₉₉₅    )     ﹔      please  do  not  add  to  the  post.  you  may  adjust  any  pronouns  as  needed.

do you have any idea what they were arguing about?

have you ever heard that as couples get older, they lose their ability to hear each other?

nature’s way of allowing couples to grow old together without killing each other.

what  are  you  reading?

would you like to come with me?

i went to school for a summer in los angeles.

are you sure? 

no, i’m joking.

and of course you don’t speak any other language, right?

yeah, yeah, yeah. i get it, i get it.

i took french for four years in high school.

so where are you headed?

i’m just traveling around. i’ve been riding the trains for the past two, three weeks.

for instance, you have ideas that you ordinarily wouldn’t have.

what kind of ideas?

you wanna hear one?

i had this idea for a television show.

so it’s like a national geographic program, but on people.

my parents never really spoke of the possibility of my falling in love… or getting married or having children. they wanted me to think of my future as a career. 

i always had a pretty good bullshit detector when i was a kid.

it makes it even harder to officially complain.

you know, even when they’re wrong, it’s this passive-aggressive shit.

i’ve never seen anything like that since.

it just kinda let me know how ambiguous everything was. you know, even death.

i think i’m afraid of death 24 hours a day.

i can’t stop thinking that way.

it’s       it’s exhausting.

you get off here?

i wish i had met you earlier.

i have an admittedly insane idea.

if i don’t ask you, it’s gonna haunt me for the rest of my life.

i want to keep talkin’ to you.

but i feel like we have some kind of connection, right?

you should get off of the train with me.

i’m just as big a loser as he is.

this is kind of weird.

no, i don’t believe you. you’re a bad liar.

it’s “q & a” time.

and you have to answer a hundred precent honestly! 

i pretended that i didn’t like him.

you know, i was so afraid of what i might do.

we kind of wrote these little declarations of love to each other at the end of the summer.

i’ll make note of that.

have you ever been in love?

those are two very different questions.

what if i asked you about love?

i would have lied, but at least i would have made up a great story.

love is a complex issue.

tell me something that really pisses you off. 

i hate being told by strange men in the street to smile. 

they don’t give a shit either.

it’s a totally scattered thought… which is kinda why it makes sense.

do you wanna go and see if that listening booth still works?

look at this. this is beautiful!

quick! it’s leaving.

that meant something to me.

now i’m ten years older and she’s still thirteen. 

and we got       we got a sunset here..

uh, you know, um      

are you trying to say you want to kiss me?

i don’t think it really matters what generation you’re born into.

we still have to deal with the same old shit.

i guarantee you, it was better that way.

how do you know? you don’t know them.

people have these romantic projections they put on everything.

oh, mr. romantic up there on the ferris wheel       ‘oh, kiss me. the sunset. oh, it’s so beautiful.’ 

can i tell you a secret?

come here.

everything we know is stardust.

i hope you don’t take that any more seriously than some horoscope. 

what are you talking about?

it’s so funny how she almost didn’t notice you, huh?

i saw this one a few years ago in a museum. i stared and stared at it, must have been 45 minutes.

look at this one.

his human figures are always so… transitory. 

you think this is open?

i can’t help feeling for all those people that come here, lost or in pain, or guilt. looking for some kind of answers.

it fascinates me how a single place can join so much pain and happiness. 

that’s so wild.

that’s beautiful, i like that.

this is a horrible story.

that’s mean….

would you be in paris by now if you hadn’t gotten off the train with me?

what would you be doing?

i’m having a great time.

i’m so glad because no one knows i’m here, and i don’t know anyone that knows you that would tell me all those bad things you’ve done.

i’ll tell you some.

is that what you want?

something about me bugs you?

may i ask you a question?

i would like to make a deal with you. 

so, uh … were we having our first fight back there?

why does everyone think conflict is so bad?

got your poem.

will you read it to us?

were you looking at that girl?

we haven’t talked about this yet, but…. are you dating anyone?

we broke up about six months ago.

a real prize winner.

it was my first and last session.

you sound like you’ve just been hurt.

you’d like to think that you’re both in all this pain, but really, they’re just, “hey, i’m glad you’re gone.”

what? you wanna stop talking about this?

i saw a documentary on that.

what are you complaining about? 

loving someone, and being loved, means so much to me.

i always make fun of it and stuff, but isn’t everything we dream in life a way to be loved a little more?

yeah. i don’t know.

sometimes it seems silly, like it would ruin my whole life.

it’s not just a fear of commitment or that i’m incapable of caring or loving, because.. i can.

if there’s any kind of magic in this world, it must be in the attempt of understanding someone, sharing something. 

i know, it’s almost impossible to succeed… but who cares, really? 

are you crazy?

i think that’s when i fell for __.

he’s kind of tall and he’s a little clumsy.

i like to feel his eyes on me when i look away.

as the night went on, i began to like __ more and more.

i’m afraid they’re scared of me. 

you know me, i’m the most harmless person. the only person i could really hurt is myself.

i think __ is crazy about you.

are you going to see __ again?

i didn’t wanna see anybody i knew. i just wanted to be a ghost, completely anonymous.

so are you okay now?

how did you meet?

i thought everything i said sounded so stupid.

i feel like this is some dream world we’re in, you know?

after tomorrow morning, we’re probably never gonna see each other again, right?

you don’t think we’ll ever see each other again?

now let’s just be rational adults about this.

it’s the only way. 

we’ll just make tonight great.

we should do some kind of handshake.

now the only thing we’re gonna think of is when we’re gonna have to say goodbye tomorrow.

we could say goodbye now. then we wouldn’t have to worry about it.

you’re gonna grab the glasses. i’m gonna get the wine.

for the greatest night in your life.

but i’m happy to be with you.

you couldn’t possibly know why a night like this is so important to my life right now.

do you think we’ll have others like this?

usually, it’s myself that i wish i could get away from.

being with you, uh, has made me feel like i was somebody else.

do you know what i want? to be kissed.

well, i can do that.

i don’t think we should sleep together.

i mean, i want to, but since we’re never gonna see each other again, it’ll make me feel bad.

i’ll wonder who else you’re with. i’ll miss you.

let’s see each other again.

no, i don’t want you to break our vow just so you can get laid.

i don’t wanna just get laid.

you don’t want to see me again?

listen. if somebody gave me the choice right now of to never see you again or to marry you? i would marry you.

people have gotten married for a lot less.

why do i make everything so complicated?

you have a dog? i love dogs.

we’re back in real time.

oh, wow.

i’m gonna take your picture so i never forget you.

somethin’ like that.

i think it would be the opposite for me.

i think i can really fall in love when i know everything about someone. 

oh, no. we missed it.

i guess this is it.

have a great life. have fun with everything you’re gonna do.

well, i hate this.

all this bullshit we were talkin’ about       about not seeing each other again? i don’t wanna do that.

i was waiting for you to say something.

i was afraid maybe you didn’t wanna see me. 

listen, whaddya wanna do?

maybe we should meet here in five years or something.

five       five years? that’s a long time.

it’s a train ride for you. i gotta fly all the way over here, but i’m gonna be here.

say goodbye.

[spectik]

˙ 🕯 ˖ ࣪ edits of kurt voss.

[spectik]

˙ 🕯 ˎˊ˗ @spectsee said : “ count to seventeen & close your eyes. ”

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀DYLAN DOESN'T HAVE TO ASK TWICE. like a remote control toy, one signal from him is enough to make kurt do as he says, no questions asked, no thoughts crossing through his always racing mind as he wordlessly does just what dylan says. he counts in his head, humming something out of tune before blonde eyelashes flutter shut. dylan always had a way of calming his anxiety, when his head felt like a whirlwind of thoughts and fears, he was always there to steady him, keep him safe.

“ just . . . don't go anywhere, alright ? promise you'll still be here when i open my eyes, ” he murmurs, hand instinctively reaching out to brush against the other man's wrist. desolate places like this always had a way of getting into kurt's head, twisting every shadow into a looming figure, dried leaves like eyes adorning dying branches, watching them, blinking with every gust of wind. sometimes he wondered if he was still dreaming, the world around him distant, muted, a sinister glow to every speck of dust as if a thin dream-like veil still encapsulated the world around him. blackwater hollow seemed especially active, distorted, even the people here seemed like ghosts, lingering in dusty places as if some ancient magnetic pull was keeping them from leaving.

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀“ --- why seventeen ? it's kind of an unlucky number for me, dude, ” the blonde questions, unable to stay quie for too long. “ you're just tryin' to buy more time, dont'cha ? you're lucky that my trust in you is infinite, dyl. ”

[sobblesources]

KILL THE PARTY WITH ME ,

a collection of sentence starters taken from my chemical romance's album danger days : the true lives of the fabulous killjoys . edited to fit rp needs , adjust pronouns as necessary . warnings for swears , darker tones ,

❛ look alive , sunshine , ❜

❛ louder than god's revolver , & twice as shiny , ❜

❛ the future is bulletproof , the aftermath is secondary , ❜

❛ drugs , gimme drugs , ❜

❛ i don't need it , but i'll sell what you got , ❜

❛ hit the gas , kill 'em all , ❜

❛ love , gimme love , ❜

❛ keep your apology , ❜

❛ remember when you were a madman ? ❜

❛ kiss me , you animal , ❜

❛ you fuck like a kennedy , ❜

❛ what will save us ? ❜

❛ everybody wants to change the world , but no one wants to die , ❜

❛ i'd rather go to hell than be in purgatory , ❜

❛ cut my hair , gag & bore me , ❜

❛ gravity don't too mean much to me , ❜

❛ run away like it was yesterday , ❜

❛ i got a bulletproof heart , you got a hollow - point smile , ❜

❛ let's blow a hole in this town , ❜

❛ could you come back home ? ❜

❛ let me be the one to save you , ❜

❛ i'm who i've got to be , ❜

❛ stop your preachin' right there , cause i really don't care , & i'll do it again , ❜

❛ god will save you , ❜

❛ i know how much you hate this , ❜

❛ is this our destiny ? ❜

❛ you've got to see what tomorrow brings , ❜

❛ you've got to be what tomorrow needs , ❜

❛ sing it from the heart , ❜

❛ raise your voice , ❜

❛ there might be something outside your window pane , but you'll just never know , ❜

❛ if my velocity starts to make you sweat , then just don't let go , ❜

❛ truth is now acceptable , ❜

❛ i can't slow down , i won't be waiting for you , ❜

❛ don't fuck around , ❜

❛ you're unbelievable , you ruin everything , you better go home , ❜

❛ are we still having fun ? ❜

❛ are you holding the gun ? ❜

❛ remember me , ❜

❛ where will you stand when all the lights go out ? ❜

❛ could i be the only hope for you ? because you're the only hope for me , ❜

❛ if we can't find where we belong , we'll have to make it on our own , ❜

❛ what have we learned , other than people burn in purifying flame ? ❜

❛ they got themselves ghosted , ❜

❛ keep your boots tight , keep your gun close , & die with your mask on if you've got to , ❜

❛ everybody pay attention to me ! ❜

❛ if we were all like you in the end , we'd be killin' ourselves , ❜

❛ throw your fist up , ❜

❛ ain't nobody goin' to take my life , ❜

❛ i hope you're ready for a firefight , cause the devil's got your number tonight , ❜

❛ we're never leaving this place alive , ❜

❛ get off the ledge & drop the knife , ❜

❛ we can live forever , if you've got the time , ❜

❛ this ain't about the friends you made , but the graffiti they write on your grave , ❜

❛ you're a heart attack in black hair , ❜

❛ you motherfucker , ❜

❛ just save yourself , i'll hold them back ! ❜

❛ make a wish when your childhood dies , ❜

❛ count to seventeen & close your eyes , ❜

❛ i'll keep you safe tonight , ❜

❛ we're all in love tonight , ❜

❛ when the lights go out , will you take me with you ? ❜

❛ if you stay , i would even wait all night , or until my heart explodes , ❜

❛ how long until we find our way in the dark & out of harm ? ❜

❛ you can run away with me anytime you want , ❜

❛ don't walk away , ❜

❛ don't believe what they say , ❜

❛ they don't like who you are , ❜

❛ you don't believe in god , i don't believe in luck , ❜

❛ they don't believe in us , ❜

❛ i believe we're the enemy , ❜

❛ what have you become when they take from yu almost everything ? ❜

❛ show me what you got , ❜

❛ this could be the last of all the rides we take , so hold on tight & don't look back , ❜

❛ i'll find you when the sun goes black , ❜

❛ when we were young , we used to say that you only hear the music when your heart begins to break , ❜

❛ they only care if you can bleed , ❜

❛ the lights are out, & the party's over , ❜

❛ it's time for me to start running & say goodbye for a little while , ❜

❛ i know you're going to miss me , so i'll leave you with this , ❜

❛ remember , even if you're dusted , you may be gone , but out here in the desert , your shadow lives on without you , ❜

❛ this is me , signing off , ❜

❛ oh , i'm there , baby , ❜

❛ fucking ready , ❜

❛ well , i think i'm alright , ❜

❛ we came to fuck , ❜

❛ sparkle like bowie in the morning sun , ❜

❛ hair back , collar up , jet black , so cool , ❜

❛ the kids don't care if you're alright , honey , ❜

❛ the pills don't help , but it sure is funny , ❜

❛ you look like somebody i used to love , ❜

❛ get your finger on the trigger , ❜

❛ i sure like the way you're looking at me , ❜

❛ oh wait , i'm such an idiot , ❜

❛ you're going to have to turn it down a little , sorry , ❜

[bugshroom]

i should be allowed powers because i am special boy

[doomend]

* ㅤWHERE THE HELL IS KANIA ?

‣ @doomend , zachary kaplan, original character, frontman and bass player for katarakt, who sculpts his pain into art. medium to low activity. ‣ @vermiro , miroslav orlik, original character, lead guitar player for katarakt, who would sell his soul for fame. medium to low activity. ‣ @soulalter , kaleb kaplan, original character, ex - member of carrion, who is terrified of the world passing him by. medium to low activity. ‣ @spectik , kurt voss, original character, paranormal investigator / urbex streamer, who is chasing adrenaline and chaos. medium to low activity. ‣ @maimd , eskel, canon character, book & games based, witcher from the school of wolf, who has a gentle soul despite his scars. low activity.

[spectik]

▶︎ • ၊၊||၊|။||||| ···· ⩇⩇:⩇⩇ CHAT, I GUESS WE GOTTA TAK ABOUT THE SALLIE HOUSE SITUATION. SO, MY GOOD BUDDY DYLAN AND I DECIDED IT WOULD BE A GOOD IDEA TO GO ALL THE WAY TO KANSAS . . . [ ʀᴇᴅᴀᴄᴛᴇᴅ ] ↺

˙ 🕯 ˖ ࣪ edits of kurt voss.

[spaceforrent]

Tully Mountain at 5:00am

35mm

October 2022

[seasonofhorror]

THE BLAIR WITCH PROJECT

1999, dir. Daniel Myrick & Eduardo Sánchez

[spectik]

˙ 🕯 ˖ ࣪ edits of kurt voss, the raccoon hat saga.

[spectsee]

there   was    fear,    a    deep    worry…    that    kurt    would    think    that    this    sleepover    would    have    ulterior    motives.    while    he    has    thought    about    moments    of    intimacy    with    him?    he    would    never    rush    into    it.    tonight    is   to    show    him    how    special    he    is   to    him.    how    grateful    dylan    is    to    have    him    in    his    life.    there    is    no    one    else    that    he    could    imagine    doing    this    with,    no    one    that    he    would    want   to.    it    was    kurt    or   nothing.   the    pair    of    them?    now    a    package    deal. “    it    had    to   be    you,    ”    dylan    confessed,    glancing    away    for    a    moment.    embarrassment    tempted    to    crash    down   onto    him.   oh,    but…   he   was    already    so    awkward.    “    i   wanted    it    to    be   you,    ”    quick    to    clarify.    kurt    makes    him    feel    more   at   ease.    with    others,    he    often    feels    pulled   thin,   or    like    his   social    battery    may    die    out.    never    with    him.    “    i    used    to    watch    a   lot    of    food    network!    ”    he   beamed,   feeling   awfully    proud   of    himself.   “   i   started   because   i   wanted  to   learn   how   to   make   better   meals   than    kraft   mac   &   cheese   for   livvy,    ”    he    says   shyly.    his sister genuinely    deserved   better   than   the   bare   minimum,   and   so   he    provided. blueberry    always    sounded    like   an   odd   suggestion.   still,    dylan   stands   firmly    by    it.    grilled    cheese   and   blueberry    jam   were   a    heavenly    pairing.    kurt,    who    currently    did    not    understand,    would    have    his    mind   blown.    and    dylan?    joyfully    reveling    in    it.    “    mmm,    good    options,    ”    he    hummed.    for    him,    it    really    came    down    to    two.    “    scooby    doo    skull    island    or    death    becomes    her,    ”    narrowing    down    the    list    to    two.    is    he    biased?    maybe    so.    who    was    to    say?    “    alright.    you    have    the    final   verdict!    tell    me   what    we’re    playing.    ”

[spectik]

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀HIS EXPRESSION SOFTENS UPON HEARING THESE WORDS, it had to be you, i wanted it to be you. a simple statement that made his features relax, gaze melting as a bright smile stretches upon his lips. kurt was just as happy to spend this evening with dylan doing nothing more than watching movies and eating whatever delicious treats he has prepared with so much love and care. spending time in his presence was enough. anything more was just a nice bonus.

“ liv's fuckin' lucky alright, this is delicious, ” he wasn't exaggerating, half of his grilled toast was already gone, smothered in cheese and jam, an unexpected combination that paired nicely with the tangy richness of the soup. “ food network, huh? got a favourite show? ” he asks, cocking his head, genuinely curious to know more about dylan, all the little details that made him, well . . . him. “ it was always home & garden at my house. grandma fuckin' loved gardener's world. now i got way too much useless knowledge about hydrangea's and shit for a man who lets his yard grow all wild 'n free, ” smile widens before he licks off the trail of blueberry and grease that drizzles down his thumb. still maintaining eye contact as his tongue glides along his finger, eyes boring into the other man with a mischievous glint. he sucks the sticky juice off his skin, sweet and salty, eyes never leaving dylan.

“ tough choice, man, tough choice, ” kurt hums, squinting at the two options before setting down the crust of his grilled cheese on the plate. “ . . . death becomes her it is, then, haven't seen it in a while. besides, i feel like scooby doo deserves its own marathon, wouldn't ya say? ” he winks at him, bringing his knees closer to his chest, tattooed arms wrapping around bare calves. “ maybe we could do a whole theme night, snacks and all . . . make these giant scooby sandwiches to get the proper experience, since you're such a masterchef. ” there was humour in his tone, but kurt wasn't joking. now that he was aware of dylan's hidden culinary talent, he had to put it to good use.

[spectik]

˙ ໑ ࣪˖ ࣪ 🕯 @spectsee , cont.

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀THIS WASN'T EXACTLY WHAT KURT HAS ENVISIONED WHEN DYLAN INVITED HIM FOR THE NIGHT. men inviting him for sleepovers usually involved far less cooking and more touching, but he wasn't complaining. the comfort that dylan brought, the effort he put into every little thing he did . . . it made kurt emotionaI, truth be told. the glimpse of sadness in dylan's green eyes doesn't escape him, but kurt doesn't let his attention linger on the negative, refusing to let any sour memory of past trauma ruin the joy they were about to share. “ well, i'm honored to be your first sleepover guest, ” he beams, hugging a soft pillow to his chest, sitting criss cross on the couch. he's wearing camo shorts and an old band shirt he's used as pj's, feet clad in fluffy socks and adidas slides ; he already felt ready for their adventure, the cozy attire was meticulously chosen. delightful scents spill into the air, herbs and tomatoes, something sweet and acidic, hearty. it almost brings kurt back to a time he barely remembered, bewildered gaze admiring the other man rushing between the couch and kitchen counter in a trance, emotions strangling the breath in his chest. “ not to doubt your abilities as a chef, dyl, but . . . when ya said you'll cook, i never expected . . . well, this, ” he gestures vaguely, wiggling his fingers as he snorts a laugh before grabbing one bowl of soup from the taller man, inhaling the steaming hot aroma of tomatoes and basil. it was impossible to imagine a better choice for this stormy weather. “ that's michelin star level shit, dude! i'm not sure i can even name five cheeses . . . ”

“ blueberry? fuck, i gotta try that, ” he repeats with sparks in his eyes, already grabbing one of the crispy triangles, ready to dip it into the paper cup. dylan was so creative, it never ceased to impress him! “ well, you've got a fine collection but i've narrowed it down to . . . ” a suspenseful pause which he'd fill with a dramatic drumroll if he wasn't so busy shoving grilled chese into his mouth, licking grease and blueberry jam off his fingers with a moan of pleasure before continuing. “ ---- poltergeist, invasion of the bodysnatchers, death becomes her or scooby doo spooky island. whaddya say? ”

[leneemusing]

for muses that are getting to know each other

❝ what's your favorite color and why? ❞

❝ can i come with you? ❞

❝ you have a nice smile, has anyone ever told you that before? ❞

❝ how do you take your coffee? ❞

❝ sorry, what was your name again? ❞

❝ it just occurred to me i never asked you what your last name is. ❞

❝ actually we've met before. ❞

❝ i've heard a few things about you. ❞

❝ care to join me? ❞

❝ i'm not really sure why i trust you. ❞

❝ i don't usually talk this much, it just feels easy to say stuff when you're listening. ❞

❝ i know we don't know each other that well but if you wanna talk about it... ❞

❝ could you help me with something? ❞

❝ do you like it here? ❞

❝ are you new around here? ❞

❝ you can ask me anything you want. i promise i'll answer truthfully except the things i feel like lying about. ❞

❝ i don't mean to be too forward, you just seem like you could use a friend right now. ❞

❝ you can come with me. i mean if you don't have anyone waiting for you. ❞

❝ we're friends now. you can ask me for help. ❞

❝ do you like this music? i can change it. ❞

❝ what are your favorite snacks? ❞

❝ really? i wouldn't have guessed that about you. ❞

❝ do you mind if i ask about it? ❞

ACTIONS:

VISIT: for sender to go to receiver's home for the first time

VISITED: for receiver to go to sender's home for the first time

CRYING: for sender to see receiver cry for the first time

CRIED: for receiver to see sender cry for the first time

BEGIN: sender and receiver are on their first date together

TRIP: our muses go on a group trip but end up stuck together, away from the rest of their friends.

SITUATION: our muses are acquainted because one of them is their friend's roommate. muse a shows up when their friend isn't there and ends up hanging out with muse b one on one.

GO: our muses go to a zoo or theme park together and get lost.

INVITE: sender cooks for receiver for the first time

INVITED: receiver cooks for sender for the first time

TOGETHER: our muses spend the night for the first time

TRY: our muses hooked up and are hanging out the next day

COMFORT: sender is going through a break up and receiver offers to cheer them up

COMFORTED: receiver is going through a break up and sender offers to cheer them up

OFFER: sender gives receiver a ride to the airport/picks them up

OFERED: receiver gives sender a ride to the airport/picks them up

AID: sender helps receiver redecorate

AIDING: receiver helps sender redecorate