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MULTI MUSE FRIENDLY, ORIGINAL CHARACTER, IDOL UNDER DOUBLE KILL.
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CALLING ALL ACTIVE KRP MUSES. LIKE FOR A STARTER ( SPREAD THIS AROUND? )
MULTI MUSE FRIENDLY, ORIGINAL CHARACTER, IDOL UNDER DOUBLE KILL.
'stay with me, tonight.'
With their schedules, it had been almost impossible to find time to spend together recently. When the rare opportunity came up that both Jamie and Ian were free, Jamie made sure to meet with him. What he ended up asking though, was not what she expected. “Stay with you? Tonight? The…whole night?” Part of her was excited and happy that he asked but the other was very cautious. Would it be okay for her to stay over? “I want to! I mean…I do want to but are you sure it’s okay?” Jamie wasn’t exactly sure what she was expecting him to say or what she wanted him to say, but that didn’t stop her from smiling about the thought of it.
IAN.
❛ hmm, make it about getting through things. ❜ though sue usually wrote her own lyrics ( for the most part ) - she didn't really called herself a lyricist nor she agreed with other people when they called her that word. so, instead of going with something that she wrote for the next song, she decided ( upon quite a lot of questions.. at the same time asked by herself..to herself ) to ask a fellow friend and rapper and obviously, a lyricist. after all, she found his work quite appealing. and a small change wouldn't be bad, right ? ❛ or maybe - even better ! make it about all the feelings i do not have. sadly. ❜ she laughed, shaking her head while leaning back in her seat. ❛ ok i do not have any ideas, i am no help. ❜
"Wow, sucks to be then huh? " he sighs. "It's okay, I come second all the time anyway."
“It does…but….you’re not second to me at least!” Jamie nodded and held up her index finger, “You’re my number one! Always, okay?”
"I don't want to be a burden..."
random rp sentence starters@sayitsian ;; status: Accepting !!
“ Hey, don’t say that… ” Her hand was quick to reach out towards the top of the male’s head, patting it slowly and carefully in a calming manner. Sophie knew the feeling too well: the fear of disappointing people, be it someone she loved or a stranger. She knew of the high amount of stress such a fear could bring to the person. “ You won’t be a burden to anyone.. Believe when I say that you aren’t and won’t be someone who’s burdening people. Don’t think too negatively, alright? Come on, everyone else can suck your toe, you’re the only person who should matter to you. Your happiness counts, as long as you are doing what you like and feel good at, no one will dare to bring you down. ”
"I am scared, do you not like me?" // WELCOME TO 2K + pre — established, I hope it's fine! 🌱
friendship was an interesting thing—lucas had heard it compared to the ocean and its endless tides many times, sometimes soft and gentle, sometimes rocky and intense, but to him it was often terrifying and unfeeling.
it wasn’t that he was bad with people, or friends, it’s just that he always felt too much, his heart caught in his throat as he listened to his dear friend sometimes. he wanted to be able to soothe his pain, ease his fears, but he could never find the words.
he frowned in sympathy, his eyes softening as he met ian’s gaze. “no, that’s not it.” he said, shaking his head. he thought, pondering his words—lucas didn’t want them to be twisted, wanted his meaning to be clear, his care for ian as open as possible. “you are a very dear friend of mine, okay? i mean it—i know i don’t say it as often as i should, and we’ve both been really busy lately so it’s been hard to find time but....i do. i care about you a lot.” he said, speaking slowly for once, wanting to choose the best words he could to get through to ian. “i promise.”
"Come knock on my door, when you're drunk."
Silvery brows drew together slowly as she leaned the back of her head into the slimy bricks behind her. The dark of the night was briefly altered by flashlights swinging back and forth, looking for her no doubt. Phone tight in her grasp she held it to her ear as she breathed through her nose. Ian’s voice giving that soft reassurance through a voicemail was only a small reprieve from the rowdy woman’s anxious thought pattern. Her name was called out but she ignored it, running for a small pile of trash at the end of the alley and using it to scale the gates separating from the other side. Running as soon as she landed, her heels kicked off but she didn’t stop. Bare feet would be scuffed up and bloody by the time she raced all the way to his door, where she met her fists with a hard set of knocks. Wild haired, calm eyes and hidden smile as she placed the bottle against her mouth and drowned out her thoughts before pounding on his door again.( @sayitsian )
'June-ah I heard the news with Sophie Noona! I am excited for that duo.' He smiles 'You've been busy yeah?'
‘Really? I’m glad you did. I’ve been very busy to say the least.’ She admitted with a quick chuckle following as she felt even the word busy was an understatement. ‘After taking so many months of and not really having done anything with Mellow, training periods are over and we’re finally getting back to work and are hoping to show our faces again, but this time together and as a whole.’ she voiced, clearly meaning they’d been nearing a Mellow comeback. ‘What about you, what have you been occupying yourself with?’