Jun 9
[TXT] : please come get me before i make worse choices. ( bucky from sydney lmao on brand for her )
[TXT] : syd, you're texting me. hate to break it to you, but you're already making em'.
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[TXT] : please come get me before i make worse choices. ( bucky from sydney lmao on brand for her )
[TXT] : syd, you're texting me. hate to break it to you, but you're already making em'.
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No Right
| muse: Nicholas ‘Hunter’ Erikson | open to: anyone | sexuality: bisexual | suggested connections: family (no incest), ex, crush, fellow student, neighbor
“You have no fucking right,” he growled, “They love me. You got that, they fucking love me and I… I deserve that,” Hunter huffed. Why were they telling him not to go through with it? Not to run off with them. “It’s none of your fucking business.”
what would he do if his wife were to bring home several stray cats asking for a friend
send me questions you have about my character! | Accepting
He is taking them to the vet and then to a shelter, they have enough animals around the property and one is a very large dog.
@coeurdefoudre sent -> [ 𝒔𝒎𝒔 📲 ] okay so you hate soup ?? i'm telling the soup and bisque communities
the text message comes in at the best possible time. hollis is vegging out in bed, relaxing and enjoying some much deserved time off. she could use the smile that sydney's message brings to her lips.
[ sms -> syd ] no... don't misquote me or i'll hate you forever [ sms -> syd ] i said i didn't like THAT chowder from THAT spot
“ look at me. “ ( mia )
Anger didn't even begin to cover it, the way the person had touched her and spoke in such a demeaning manner to her. All because he hadn't given her attention, the fact she turned him down because she was with Leon. It was something that hadn't gotten through to the other apparently and unfortunately for him Leon had appeared just in time. He heard him, heard the words he thought wouldn't get him into trouble as well as the grab at her person. Leon wasn't having it, he saw red. Tattooed fist went flying into the face of the man, no hesitation in his movements and a well trained one at that. It sent the man stumbling, not much time given for him to react before another fist was landing. There was no stopping his movements, he didn't even fully register how bad he was beating the other until he felt a pull on his shoulders, it making him look up only briefly before feeling her hands on his cheeks. Her words making him lower his fists as begins to calm down. The unconscious figure laying on the ground as she guides him to his feet. "....Are you okay?" He asks, his own hand lifting to wipe at his nose and no doubt spreading the other blood onto his face. "He's alive....barely." He half growls out. "But you're alright?"
Look At Me | Accepting | @coeurdefoudre
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⋮ ⌗ ┆starter for @coeurdefoudre ⋆✴︎˚｡⋆ muse: brandon michel
brandon sighed as they reached their destination, closed. "well, just our luck, it's been closed down." he shook his head, unsure of what to do at the moment. "maybe there is another spot close by we can go to?" he mused, not wanting this to ruin their day.
noah is here with a big kiss for rhett mwah okay bye
don’t make the grown fella blush now !!! mauh !!!
if you give up, you'll never forgive yourself. ( mira from rumi !! )
Tresses of pink fanned out as her head hit the pillow , staring up at the ceiling , she wanted to ask what exactly there was to keep fighting for when giving up seemed like the best , and perhaps easiest option. Tilting her head away from Rumi , hating that she was in fact correct , could Mira live with another disappointment lable hanging over her ?
❝ it's just - it doesn't feel like we're getting any where ❞