if u see me add a chunk of new muses in the next few days ... look away <3

200825 / jeezepizza: 🦄 (정차되어있습니다)

What’s your favorite number from 1 to 5? Three? I’ll go with five for everything.

we’ve lived in this tiny ass town where everyone knows everyone because no one leaves and when we were young we would sit up at night on your roof and i’d listen to you talk about how you were actually going to do it one day and you did but you never knew i’ve had a crush on you ever since back then so when you send me postcards from all these different cities with bright lights it makes my heart hurt and here we are several years later and i’m finally starting to move on but oh wait you’re back and my heart’s beating like crazy well fuck au

PLEASE YOUR BLOG IS SO COOL I'M LITERALLY GOING TO HAVE AN ANEYURSM

 omg  PLS  don’t  hurt  urself  but  i’m  glad  u  like  it  !!  i  literally  spent  so  many  hours  on  my  muse  page  code  so  i’m  actually  not  allowed  to  change  it  ever  DFGSGDSGDS

💖 ;0

simp  hours

hi  miss  dri  how  are  u  (  i  almost  typed  peekaboo  im  losing  my  mind  RKJFKFJD  )  and  ur  first  message  to  me  on  there  was  proposing  that  roman  trip  on  his  skateboard  and  fall  in  front  of  brooke  and  eat  grass  !!  so  glad  to  be  writing  and  friends  w  someone  so  talented  and  smart  and  special  .  i  love  u  lots  and  i  hope  one  day  u  get  to  speak  with  kevin  moon  on  jazz  choir  bc  u  deserve  it  !

[ sing ] for pris & brian !

                her  voice  isn’t  anything  special.  at  least,  that’s  what  priscilla  would  say  to  any  who  happen  to  hear  it.  she  can  hold  a  tune,  sure,  but  she  definitely  isn’t  the  powerhouse  maia  is.  there  isn’t  anything  wrong  with  that,  of  course,  but  she  does  find  the  times  people  ask  her  to  sing  for  them  just  because  she  is  in  a  band  a  bit...  bothersome.  there  are  moments  she  finds  herself  slipping  into  a  melody  in  public,  however,  and  many  of  those  moments  belong  to  the  convenience  store.  the  lull  of  slow  hours,  the  music  of  whoever  got  hold  of  the  aux  that  day  playing  over  the  speakers.  and  today,  it  was  priscilla’s  playlist.  in  a  feat  of  shameless  self-promotion,  she  manages  to  slip  disaster  party  into  the  mix.  as  she  mindlessly  sings  along  to  their  new  song,  fingers  drumming  against  the  cashier  counter,  she  meets  brian’s  gaze.  her  lips  press  together,  almost  by  reflex,  but  she  brushes  it  off.  “it’s  a  really  good  song,  huh?  i  think  they’re  going  places,  especially  their  bassist,”  priscilla  teases,  a  shy  grin  plastered  on  her  face.  “wait,  this  is  my  favorite  part!”  without  thought,  she  excitedly  returns  to  the  song,  oblivious  to  the  level  of  comfort  she  feels  around  him  to  do  so.  fist  becomes  a  microphone,  and  she  lightheartedly  serenades  him  to  the  pop  punk.  that  is,  up  until  she  sees  the  door  open  in  her  peripheral.  immediately  dropping  her  hand  to  her  side,  she  greets  the  customer  with  a  “hi,  welcome”  and  dares  not  check  to  see  brian’s  reaction  to  her  embarrassment.  

You are back in your hometown for the weekend, and run into your long lost love. You are both happily in a relationship now but while you sit for a coffee and laugh about the old times, he suddenly gets very serious and says “it’s still you, you know? The person I see by my side, at the end of the day”. And your heart stops.

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[ eat ] for your muse to offer mine food / 4 asher & winnie !

                “thank  god,  you’re  here,”  winnie  sighs,  ushering  asher  into  her  apartment  and  toward  the  dining  table.  “you  won’t  believe  the  predicament  i’m  in  right  now.”  her  hands  press  down  on  his  shoulders  as  she  seats  him,  ready  to  reveal  her  —  admittedly  predictable  —  situation.  “i  didn’t  realize  that  i  was  the  only  one  home,  and  no  one  else  is  picking  up  my  calls.”  she  purses  her  lips  in  slight  discontent.  “i  mean,  ethan  picked  up,  but  he  has  some  group  project  meeting  he  can’t  get  out  of  or  whatever.”  

                making  way  to  the  kitchen,  she  opens  the  fridge  door  and  her  brows  immediately  furrow.  the  contents  haven’t  moved  since  the  last  time  she’s  checked  —  ten  minutes  before  he  arrived  —  but  she  was  hoping  that  the  array  of  leftovers,  beverages,  and  assorted  produce  would  disappear  on  their  own.  her  gaze  shifts  to  the  pot  on  the  stove,  back  to  the  fridge,  then  the  pot  once  again.  “the  fridge  is  full,”  winnie  admits,  “and  i  told  the  girls  i  wouldn’t  waste  food,  but—”  she  grabs  the  pot  before  returning  to  him,  her  shoulders  shrugged.  “i  made  too  much  pasta.”  and  it’s  not  the  first  time.  “we’re  not  leaving  here  until  it’s  gone.”

nonverbal memes

add + to reverse who does the action

[ attention ] for your muse to touch mine as a way of getting their attention  [ sleep ] for your muse to wake mine  [ cover ]  for your muse to cover mine with a blanket or a jacket  [ lift ] for your muse to give mine a hand stepping up or over something etc.  [ kiss ]  for your muse to come up to mine and kiss them without warning  [ run ] for your muse to run their fingers through mine’s hair  [ braid ] for your muse to braid mine’s hair  [ embrace ]  for your muse to hold mine  [ smile ] for your muse to smile at mine from across the room  [ wave ] for your muse to gesture to mine to come closer  [ panic ] for your muse to grab mine’s arm or get behind them in a moment of danger  [ touch ] for your muse to rest their forehead against mine’s [ weep ]  for your muse to catch mine crying  [ eat ]  for your muse to offer mine food [ hit ] for your muse to attack mine  [ love ] for your muse to touch mine as a show of affection or reassurance  [ nap ] for your muse to fall asleep against mine  [ rest ] for your muse to rest their head in mine’s lap  [ look ] for your muse to catch mine staring  [ seduce ] for your muse to touch mine sexually  [ help ] for your muse to lean on mine for support  [ give ] for your muse to offer mine their arm  [ entwine ] for your muse to hold mine’s hand  [ laugh ] for your muse to laugh at something mine did  [ dance ] for your muse to dance with mine  [ sit ] for your muse to pull mine into their lap  [ yell ] for your muse to calm mine down  [ cry ] for your muse to wipe mine’s tears away  [ dream ] for your muse to wake mine from a nightmare  [ surprise ] for your muse to show up at mine’s house without explanation  [ fix ] for your muse to treat mine’s injury  [ sacrifice ] for your muse to get hurt protecting mine  [ guard ] for your muse to step between my muse and danger  [ taste ] for your muse to cook for mine  [ sing ] for your muse to sing to mine 

i know i talk about pokemon go a lot but like. the summer of 2016 where pokemon go was released? i’ve never seen anything like it in my life. shit was absolutely insane

cutie jiu baking macarons for her birthday vlog 🍰

yo~theb come on!

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