#muse-legion

[ohmylcve]

closed starter for @muse-legion !

“every moment we spend together is a risk...” a pause, fulfilled not only with feelings, but also somewhat of a complexity she couldn't quite explain. still, there was something lingering there, something she had to confess. “but I can’t stay away, either.”

[crowdedmidnight]

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Jasey leaned against the counter, crossing her arms as she listened to Samuel. She gave him a small smile, her eyes softening with understanding. "You’re a good guy, Samuel. You’ve always been the type to step in when someone needs help. That’s just who you are." She paused, taking a sip of her own drink, letting his words sink in. "But, man, the father showing up and throwing insults? That’s tough." She shook her head, biting her lip thoughtfully. "You’re not a bad influence, and you know that. You’re offering this kid something his dad clearly can’t see—an outlet, a chance to stay out of trouble. But, at the end of the day… you can’t save everyone if they don’t want to be saved." Her gaze softened, and she gave him a playful nudge. "Still, I know you’re not the type to just sit back and do nothing. If you think you can make a difference for this kid, I say stick with it. Just be careful. Don’t let it turn into something that gets messy, you know?" She flashed him a grin. "But hey, you’ve got a good heart. That’s what would be lost without me—someone to keep reminding you of that."

[moondustlings]

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when she was looking for a date that would be more than just arm candy, he had been her first choice. her oldest friend and confidante outside of the entertainment industry, jonathan was her comfort. he was the one who she called when she needed a distraction from her hectic life, and she loved that he always said yes. "as best i can," she answered honestly, giving a single shrug. "better now that i can bring you to things like this." he typically shied away from this part of her life and she didn't blame him. it was crazy and loud and intrusive and could easily tear a person down. in a way, he was too pure for it. "he was good looking?" she answered, giving him a confused expression before she let out a laugh. "sometimes i don't make the best choices, okay? that's what happens when you leave me to my own devices." when she had asked for a distraction, she hadn't expected to be whisked away, their table left forgotten as the pair danced to their own beat. her hands immediately found their place, one on his shoulder, the other holding onto his tight as they moved together. quite well, something she hadn't anticipated. "when did you learn to dance?" she asked accusingly. "when we were younger, you had two left feet." it was nice, and she liked that she wasn't thinking of him but was rather enjoying the moment with jonathan.

[ohmylcve]

closed starter for @muse-legion ! based on a mix of: dancing with our hands tied and the 1 from this post.

"never though i'd meet you here." she said with a soft chuckle, taking quite a while to look them in the eye. it had been years since they didn't meet... but that didn't actually mean that they never crossed nyx's mind - they did, and quite in a frequent "you were the one who was saying all of these were cheesy and quite unnecessary, weren't you?"

[moondustlings]

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for a moment, all she could do was gawk at him. the person on the other side of the door was definitely not a stranger, but one of her dad's oldest friends. and he had called her luna rae. "is this some sort of joke?" she looked left then right then left again before she put her hand on his very broad chest and pushed with enough pressure to get the older man to walk backwards into the room so she could shut the door behind them. "did someone put you up to this? did … oh god, does my dad know what i do?" her cheeks flushed at the thought but she quickly shook her head to regain some composure. taking a deep breath, she thought about the situation before her. while it had crossed her mind, she didn't think this was some sort of retaliation plot by, well, anyone she knew. the man had dropped quite the hefty sum of money, which could only mean one thing. "did you really just pay all that money to meet me?" her brow rose incredulously. "and how long have you been watching my videos?"

[luciddream5]

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The only real constant in Riley’s life was Harvey. They’d met when she was just 6 years old, instantly connecting. When she ran away at 11 from her abusive aunt and her boyfriend, the truth of it was, leaving him behind was the hardest part. She had to though, unable to take another moment of it. It was a year before she was reunited with her siblings, unaware they were trying to find her. She’d been in the hospital after her boyfriend, at the time, tried to kill her in a jealous drug induced rage. Though the transition was hard, the part that helped was ending up connecting with Lucas again.  The pair didn’t cross that line into more until Riley was 17 and clean for the second time. Savannah, her daughter, was 3 years old, and Riley really wanted to do right by her.

As it was, though, she relapsed and over the years, she and Harvey couldn’t seem to hold it all together. They kept getting together and breaking up, yet never really wanting to be apart. It was hard because seeing him with anyone else drove her crazy and made her insanely jealous – even worse when he got some chick pregnant. But she knew the reverse was true, too, sometimes purposefully using that to rile him up. If they could just manage to figure things out – but it was hard to say if they’d get there. Riley’s older sister, Cat, was really their biggest fan, always so certain the two would end up together. Each time they broke up, she had no issue telling both of them they were being stupid.

Though Riley could likely afford to live on her own now, at 26 (Savannah being 12), she didn’t want that. She knew it wasn’t the best thing, either. She was still new enough to being clean that she didn’t fully trust herself fully on her own. It’s what had her and Harvey sharing a home – besides, the last thing she wanted was to keep their daughters, Savannah and Harley, separated as they adored each other, always referring to one another as sisters. The past few days had been a struggle. Work was busy, stressful – with her regular job as well as some recording in the studio. That night had been rough, drugs right there available to her as that wasn’t exactly uncommon in the industry. She was supposed to be home by 11 pm at the latest. That wasn’t the case. The minutes and hours ticked by and all she wanted was to get insanely high. She bought some ecstasy which was one of her favorites, the memory of how good it felt nearly pooled into her bones. If she could just get home without taking it. It was a little after 1 am when she finally pulled up. She nearly bolted from the car to the door, shaky hands working the lock. If Harvey wasn’t awake, would she have the strength to wake him? Walking inside, she locked the door, keys set on the nearby table as she spotted him. She barely took but a few steps towards him, “I –,” her words faltered, not sure what to say for a few moments. Instead, she took the drugs from her purse, tabs of X, and handed them to him, “Take them from me before I…” she waved a hand off as if it wasn’t necessary to finish the sentence.

[sugartclking-archived]

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April let out a breath that was equal parts frustration and relief — frustration at the delay, but relief at not having to sit in silence with nothing but her spiraling thoughts. The man's voice was calm and rich, like it had lived through more than a few delays in life and learned how to wait without complaint. She glanced over at him more fully now, her lips twitching into the first real smile she'd managed all day. "Well, at least the universe's sense of humor is consistent," she replied dryly, shifting to face him slightly. "It always seems to throw a wrench in the plans that actually mean something." Her fingers played absently with the strap of her purse for a second before she answered his question. "I'm headed to see my son out of state. It's been a while, and I promised him I wouldn't miss this visit. So naturally, the airline gods had other plans." She laughed under her breath, then tilted her head, eyes narrowing slightly with curiosity. "What about you? Heading home, or getting away?" There was something comforting about the way he'd closed his book, like he'd made the decision to actually be here, not just physically, but fully. It made her feel like maybe she didn't have to go through the wait with her guard all the way up.

[fadinglights]

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"it's really that simple." it isn't and it never will be, but oh, how much nolan wishes his words to be true. "the exit is right there." he gestures to the elevator at the end of the corridor in his apartment building, as if telling bruno to move along. but if it is really so simple, his heart wouldn't still twitch in his heart in a familiar, aching way at the sound of bruno uttering his name. "it is complicated and does it even matter if you're struggling to? god, am i supposed to care?" frustrated by the man's nonsensical attempt at explaining his situation, nolan speaks with irritation palpable in his voice. "do you really know what you want, bruno? because i don't think someone who actually knows what he wants would be knocking at my door at 2 am with the bullshit that you're offering me." he laughs but there's only bitterness to be found in his voice. "do you even hear how contradicting what you're saying is? if you're struggling so much and this is no fun to you, then why are you still here? just end this one and for all, like you said last week." yet they are stuck in this circle with no end in sight. "if we can't have it all then i'd rather have nothing." words hang in the air, as he looks at the man with fury and frustration burning in his eyes. despair, too and something akin to hatred — but there's only hate because there's love, right? isn't that what people always say?