#crybcy

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    “ the cops can KISS MY ASS. i don’t give a shit. ” STILL, tristan rummages through the other’s belongings && scatters them about CARELESSLY. so are the ways of an addict.    “ where’s your STASH, dude?? ”

[spookyrejects]

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Send me "☾" for my muse's reaction to finding yours still awake late at night                                                              ( ACCEPTING + )

KAENOTE: i thought the coolguy was another meme and i got lost for five minutes then i realized ur just a coolguy.

Nothing woke him, no, nothing really. His house silent, not even Puff was shuffling in his tank. But still, Lip woke up as if someone had screamed on the top of his lungs. Slight panic raced through his veins as he gripped the sides of the couch, his head spinning as he sat up and wide eyes scanned the room, finding no signs of life. Maybe Lane bailed. He thought, trying his hardest to stifle his breathing but it seemed to only get worse the longer he sat there in his own sweat. So lifting himself up he thought the best option was to go outside. Maybe a cigarette would calm his vibrating bones, but he was taken back once more as he came face to face with Lane standing on his balcony. “What-- It’s like, five in the morning what are you doing up? And... Here-- Not.. That it’s an entire problem but,” He paused, furrowing his brows as he began to rub his eye with the side of his hand. “What are you doing up?”

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Send me “&” for my muses reaction to yours tracing one of their scars

subconsciously, sean’s eyes trail down to follow the figure that lane’s fingers form, taking notice immediately that it’s running over an old childhood scar. a smile forms on his lips, eyes lighting up slightly as he remembers that whole evening. “ when i was younger, we had a tree house and one time, when i was like, 9... i decided that i wanted to take my skateboard up, but i got bored because there wasn’t much space. so, at some point, i look outside and i wonder, hey, what will happen if i try to ride my skateboard on a branch?” he’s laughing a little at his own stupidity, knowing that he’d still try it again today. “i wasn’t that stupid, i thought it through, you know? i was gonna put the skateboard down and then use a branch above me to hang onto, just in case. long story short, that didn’t       it didn’t work out and i fall, break my skateboard, and my dog comes running and licking me frantically, jumping all over me and she winds up scratching me. so after that whole .. mess, i am left with only scars from my dog. the other cuts and scrapes managed to heal .. and so did my shoulder and       i broke a few bones.” he’s laughing completely now, at how casually he speaks of his broken bones. that certainly wasn’t the last time. “ "i’ll never forget how my sister fell into complete panic, my mother wouldn’t stop lecturing me the whole way to the hospital       which, that was in italian, so a majority of it went through one ear and left out the other, and how my father simply high-fived my non-injured hand and told me to try not to die next time.” his smile fades quickly and he falls silent for a few moments, “i miss them.”

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crybcy replied to your post:making a demon multi-muse & lmao these muses are...

YES

I’M JUST SO EXCITED AND THEY’RE SO ANGSTY LMAO

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        ❛   i don’t think that’s a very   GOOD   idea   --   or a safe one either.   you're gonna hurt yourself ! ❜