#kitkween

SMASH OR PASS | accepting | from @kitkween

there's a nervous laugh that bubbles to the surface, and he catches himself thinking what the fuck type of school girl giggle was that? it's not like he hadn't thought about it, all the times his eyes trailed up her thighs when she'd wear them leather skirts and shit, it wasn't like he was some kinda pervert, but he was no saint either, and she was fucking hot.

well shit, was there even a way of answering this without incriminating himself, because he absolutely would,no question. only she had a boyfriend, so he shouldn't admit that, right? he laughs, head shaking with a dumb as fuck smile tugging at the corners of his mouth. and he thinks deny, deny, deny, but instead the truth spills with coy little grin.

"shiiiiit, i mean -- smash. respectfully." he adds, the dumb fucking cackle laugh follows as he promptly takes a swig of the bottle of bud he's been nursing in his hand, as blue eyes meet with hers momentarily and he shrugs, playing it off nonchalant or so he thinks but the heat that's painted his cheeks a soft pink tells another version of events.

❛  so,  ❜  he  clicks  his  tongue,  ❛  are  the  parties  here  usually  so  big?  ❜  he’s  never  been  a  huge  fan  of  parties.  even  when  he  was  deep  in  his  addiction,  he  tried  to  avoid  most  of  them.  though,  the  ones  he  had  attended  were  never  this  huge.  ❛  i’m  new  so  this  is  my  first  one  here.  ❜

@kitkween​ asked:  [ 📞 ] ‘ wait, don’t hang up. ’ ( for ethan )

Ethan hesitated before hanging up the call. Why had he even answered in the first place? Kat routinely dismissed him, made it clear that she didn’t want to be with him or follow through. Yet the hitch in her voice made his finger hover over the red circle. At least he could spend another moment staring at her face through the screen, admiring the beauty she didn’t see within herself. “What?” He replied flatly. “I already told you what we did in class today. I’ll help you with the lab report too, if you want.” 

YOU ARE SO SWEET OMG. I was actually feeling like meh about it lately so wow what timing you have. I love Cookie sm so that’s like the best ever compliment. Thank you darling!!  AND YOUR KAT/WRITING IS EVERYTHING ❤︎

          ‘‘ THIS WAS NEVER THE WAY I PLANNED.  not my intention. ’’

cote eyes her. kat is painfully pretty. making sure to get eye contact, she offers the girl her cigarette as she blows smoke out the corner of her mouth, “mmm, like your outfit. the harness thing. it’s really cute. where you buy that?"

          Kat had seriously been exposed to some sort of feline energy magic because she had recently gone from looking cute on a regular basis to looking like a she-devil in the very best way possible. As Jules would state it, she was pretty much like the goddess of fire and leather at this point-- or something to that extent. With Jules proclaiming herself as fashionably inclined, since it was her upmost passion, she was thoroughly impressed with what Kat had been wearing.

With the inspiration shes been getting from her -- Jules took it into her own hands to give Kat a little surprise for her birthday that was coming up. Jules had designed her a dress, fully custom. It had been a couple months since Jules had even wiped the dust off her sewing machine and even used it, she’d just been so occupied with other things, but this called for it. It was a structured black dress with leather strap-like detailing and a trim of red faux feathers across the neckline. Totally had a timeless yet high fashion vibe. Jules grabbed Kat by the hand forcefully and pulled her so that Kat was sitting down on her own bed as Jules stood before her.