#meekmcuse

[thcdarlingboy]

@meekmcuse​​ // continued from here. 

Danny had no qualms with a cute girl falling asleep on his shoulder. In fact, he considered it a compliment, that they could be comfortable enough to do so. He didn’t know Valerie very well, but Danny was the type of person that could befriend a paper bag. The way she blushed he thought was pretty adorable, but it was when Valerie addressed him as ‘sir’ that brought a laugh from his bright grin. “No need to call me sir,” Danny promised, his expression softening as she widened the gap between them. “In fact, I don’t think I've ever been called sir in my life. It’s kind of trippy.” His amusement wasn’t aimed at her; but rather, the situation.

“There’s no need to apologize, really. I honestly felt myself starting to doze off a few times as well. I’m just glad I didn’t start snoring in your ear.” His blue eyes sparkled mischievously. “Do you feel refreshed?”

[alyafae-arch]

“ what good are wings without the courage to fly? ”    tarrant hums, clearly a little lost in his work. a particularly beautiful hat, one with feathers, almost looking like a bird. well, marvelous for a bird, too! the most fancy hat for the most fancy bird. although, can maybell truly be described as a bird? hm, close enough.    “ fly like a bird, have you tried, dear child? no, of course not. ridiculous, you lack the feathers. ”    there is no denying it is a day of confusion, though no more madder than any other day in wonderland.    “ a pretty bird you’d be, though ” / @meekmcuse​

[thefirstcfthem]

@meekmcuse​ replied to your post:

valerie : *just vibing and being compliant in the corner as to not anger the tall scary man*

Valerie gets a cookie from him as a thank you for being easy to deal with.

[carolinakncws]

ANSWERED | tol & smol

[ INSIST ]  for the shorter muse to guide the taller one to sit so they don’t have to keep looking up | @meekmcuse​

                ‘ Oh shoot, ‘ he laughed, his tone soft and kind, letting himself be guided down. He knew the reality was that his height often required an angle that couldn’t be comfortable to look at for too long, especially with someone of such short stature, though he found their height differences sweet. So he easily sat down on the bench, legs bent, thankful there was no table because he often found his knees brushing the underside.

Valerie was kind, and he was grateful she had felt comfortable enough to get him to change angles. Sometimes height could be intimidating in ways beyond Evan’s control.

                ‘ Maybe I’ll start standing on my knees, as an alternative ? ‘

[unsacrificio]

@meekmcuse​​.  valerie.

     The factionless -- not exactly welcoming of her and Tobias, but it doesn’t matter, for this is where they’ve discovered solace after Amity, at least after all is said and done with Candor and their respective trials. Tris’ confession of having to witness the various deaths of Will and her parents -- all of that bloodshed, and she couldn’t stop it from happening -- the guilt still rests bitter on her tongue. Now, they’re being escorted near the armory and Tris’ stomach churns. Tris recognizes that they are going to need weapons to protect them from oncoming intruders, however, she is in no state of mind to partake...if anything she’d just like to take a moment to sit out, to properly grieve. Instead she finds herself at gunpoint, electronic pistol being extended, then offered to her. She merely stares at the replicated firearm, jerking away. Her eyes water and she swallows -- Tobias nowhere in sight to soothe her. Instead, she begins to shake her head, refusing to take hold of it. “---I can’t...” she meekly states. 

[cagesings]

@meekmcuse​​  didn’t  ask  for  this  ,  but  vibes

[fiivvee]

“ T—that is a l—lot of b—blood …. “

“  IF  IT’S  ANY  CONSOLATION  ,  IT’S  NOT  ALL  MY  BLOOD  ,  ”  five  said  quietly  ,  pulling  off  his  tie  &&  his  suit  jacket  ,  throwing  them  to  one  side  .  a  stroll  towards  the  mirror  &&  he  inspected  himself  roughly  before  then  turning  on  the  tap  &&  pooling  some  water  into  his  hands  .  “  &&  believe  me  when  i  say  that  i’ve  had  it  WORSE  &&  done  a  lot  worse  ,  ”  he  added  ,  splashing  his  face  with  the  water  ,  &&  watching  the  blood  trickle  down  to  the  drain  .

|| @meekmcuse

[willbyerstm]

[𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐌]: @meekmcuse​ [𝐌𝐄𝐌𝐄]:  ‘Do…do y—you w—wish to be a—alone for a w—while ?’

Yes. He wants to be alone, he wants to be able to cry without having to pretend that everything is okay. He wants his mom, but he is too old for that. He wants Mike, but he’s too busy with something, someone else. Don’t be so selfish, just suck it up.

A shaky exhale. A quiet inhale. Repeat.

Will shakes his head, forcing himself to smile, but he doubts it’s convincing.. He doubts this even looks like a smile.  ❝ I’m okay. Sorry if I scared you. Are you okay? ❞