#musesblue

[spoiledrctten]

a continuation of this for @musesblue / wen + deon

she could feel her face burning as he flipped through the pages. some were lazy and half-finished, others painfully detailed — all of them obvious in the way she'd spent far too much time staring at him. " um. thank you, " she managed, voice uneven as she snatched the book back and hugged it to her chest. "this is... super embarrassing for me, so maybe i buy you a coffee and we agree to never speak of it again ? " her laugh was light, nervous, and entirely forced.

[ovriit]

" wait, are you jealous ? " / @musesblue

[sunliights]

a continuation of here for @musesblue

"oh... you're not—" flora couldn't actually remember the name of her date which was why she hadn't bothered to introduce herself. she didn't want to seem ill-prepared or like she didn't care. it was just nervousness that cause the small detail to slip from her mind. or perhaps not to small now. a bashful sort of laugh came from her as she pushed her chair back. "i'm so sorry! i just saw you sitting here by yourself and assumed you were my date. i didn't mean to ruin your evening."

[deepsdive]

                              closed      for      @musesblue!

                              ❝      this      your      not-so-subtle      way      of      ending      things      with      me?      showin'      up      here      with      another      guy?      ❞

[spoiledrctten]

a continuation of this for @musesblue

he blinked hard as the alcohol hit his eyes, the sting sobering. " ay, yo chill, " he said, more out of instinct than hope she’d actually stop. the drink didn’t hurt half as bad as the look she shot him. still, he ran a hand down his face and followed her out, the crowd parting like it knew better than to get in the middle of this. " so that's it ? you just gon dump your drink on me and bounce ? " he called after her, voice low, chasing calm but flaring with something messier underneath.

[saudadexmses]

one-liner starter for @musesblue muse: Rosalie Davis ( 42. nurse. assassin.  she/her)

" Sorry for trying to be whimsical and fun. Who doesn't want to spend an evening at a supposedly haunted hotel? It's only for a night."

[intrcspection]

closed for @musesblue​

was it bad form to sneak out of your own party? maybe, but the party was truly for her parents - which clara was using to tell herself that sneaking out for some much needed fresh air was fine. making her way towards the roof so she could sit and look and the stars, she froze walking up a flight of stairs when she heard someone follow her. “you know, nobody’s meant to be up here.” she spoke, before pausing. “i get a pass because it’s my home, but it’s meant to be forbidden for everyone else.” 

[intrcspection]

closed for @musesblue​

she wasn’t sure how long she’d been stood there listening to her father’s business partner drone on about stock prices, but it was too long in her mind. when she laid eyes on the first person even reasonably close to her own age she made a beeline towards them. “it’s my party so you can’t say no... i need you to talk to me until he finds someone else to try to bore to death.”