#f.cash

[polcrity]

wordless prompts || @casimirwolff​

fix – muse a adjusts a piece of muse b’s clothing

touch has never come naturally to felix. it has always seemed a strangely forced thing that he has understood is sort of necessary, but the nuances of when and how much have always evaded him. the only exception is one girl that he very much so enjoys touching as much as he can ----- but that isn’t exactly the type of contact that he would expect with cash. 

“Y--y--our--” before he can really think about the potential implications, he has grown tired of the idea of speaking and reaches out, smoothing his friend’s creased collar. it’s only after his shaking hand returns to his side that he realizes that may have been a little... what, weird? 

“S--orry, it--th---at w--was, ---uh--” but he simply trails off. cash usually understands that, sometimes, it’s easier to just stop while you’re ahead in the game of verbal communication.

[polcrity]

@casimirwolff || closed starter || felix 

solidarity is something that a person with difficulty communicating rarely finds. in fact, felix has never found someone like him--never someone with an issue so restrictive that... well, sometimes it’s just easier not to talk at all. and even when he did encounter someone who came even close, they always had something sickeningly positive to say. you should check out speech therapy. it was life changing. or i tried thinking in french or it’s okay, sweetie, god gives us these trials for a reason. the last of which has always come as a particularly harsh sting. but this stranger, someone he’s really only had passing small talk with, just seems to get it.

ironically, felix has also never found someone he desires to communicate with so strongly. 

in the cool silence of the library, he finds himself settling down in the secluded little corner near his new... friend? could he use that word so liberally? for a moment, his mind goes blank. then, he remembers what he rehearsed:

“W-----wh---” thinking too hard always did make it that much worse, “whh----at are you r-reading today?”

[polcrity]

🖤 felix/cash

force my muse to spill their secrets x || felix || @casimirwolff

🖤- for something they secretly wish they could do with your muse 

his brows knit together in discomfort. the words that come to mind aren’t quite… correct. they don’t encompass the nuance that lies between i want him to be my friend and i think there may be more to it than that. what felix geller wants is somewhere so deep in that vast void of unknown that he isn’t even sure a word for it exists— 

he has considered the possibility more and more that this is some side effect of being newly alone, but current habits leave little room for self reflection. so, he lingers in limbo.

“I wi–ish we c—ould f-figure thi–ings out wi–thout c-caring what it m–eans.” 

not that this is anything other than some desperate form of attention seeking.

[polcrity]

⭐️ for felix from cash

for every ⭐️ I get my muse will say something they admire about yours x || @casimirwolff​ || felix 

one thing?? just one thing? that’s hard to narrow down. he smiles as he goes through the long list of attributes that come to mind. “Ca–ash i-s k–ind in a w–ay most p-people aren–’t.” 

“H-he’s ge–enuine.”