cult of personality

arabella, fuckgirl, annoying, senior Don't mess with me, I watch too many old school horror movies for you to mess with me. Peace out girl scout.

[femmefataledaily]

I’ve reached a point where I’m comfortable in my own skin, and I do what I need to do, to feel good, but I’m built the way I am. The dancer’s feet, the bruises on my legs, they’re not going to go away. I think real girls have bruises. Tough chicks get bruised. They get dirty. And they have fun.

[brookeholliday]

Without You | Brorella

[arabellaromero]

brookeholliday:

Tagging: Brooke Holliday && Arabella  Location: Roselle Academy Timeframe: Saturday; { 9:00 AM-ish } Notes: Slight backstory Brooke after graduation. Brooke goes back to Roselle to apologize to Arabella for leaving. 

Hearing Arabella’s furious voice immediately made the dominant smile. It’s been three months since she’d last heard that voice, and even though she sounded a bit displease, it was still Arabella, somehow that alone brought a smile on Brooke’s face. Bella didn’t seem like she changed much, or from the sound of it, she still isn’t much of a morning person. As the door swung open, Brooke didn’t have time to prepare herself for what to expect. Part of her way happy, she would get to see the brunette again, she was still in Roselle, and in theory, if they were still going to fix - whatever they were; then she can willingly visit Arabella whenever she wanted; if permitted, but the other half was beyond terrified. She didn’t know what to do or say or wha to expect. Should sheexplainherself? Should she apologize? Maybe she should start crying - all of this question quickly flew out the window the second her eyes laid on the girl standing in front of her who wore the similar surprised expression Brooke had.

“Hi.” She greeted awkwardly, giving the brunette a small way which then she realized was pretty lame and brought her hand to her neck and rubbing it as she tried to formulate coherent sentences to kill the deafening silence between them. “I…I’m sorry I didn’t..like text first. I kind of..like, lost your number? So..yeah.” And awkward chuckle left the blonde’s lips as the hand from her neck slid down to her back pocket, her left foot started to shake involuntarily. “ Its nice to…Its nice to see you again.” She said softly, a genuine yet hesitant smile spread across her face. “You look..” She eyes scanned to what the brunette was wearing before her gaze landed back into Arabella’s eyes who had this unreadable expression on her face. “Well, you look..The fact that you just woke up it’s like, you’re probably the only person who would ever look that good wearing that.” She joked, hoping it would lighten up the mood by an inch

Arabella stood in the doorway, still, like she was almost frozen. A part of her wanted to burst into tears, apart of her wanted to hug her there was also another part who wanted to slap her in the face and slam the door, pretending like she would never exist. That’s what she did for the past few months, pretend she never existed.She put aside her mixed feelings, clearing her throat before pushing her long, brown hair behind her. “What, what are you doing here? I thought you graduated and left this place behind?” The girl said with confidence, quirking her eyebrow before cutting her off before she could speak. “Actually, don’t answer that, I don’t really care what you’re here for just tell me what you want.” 

[austenkates]

[brookeholliday]

Without You | Brorella

[arabellaromero]

brookeholliday:

Tagging: Brooke Holliday && Arabella  Location: Roselle Academy Timeframe: Saturday; { 9:00 AM-ish } Notes: Slight backstory Brooke after graduation. Brooke goes back to Roselle to apologize to Arabella for leaving. 

It’s been months since Brooke left Roselle. Right after graduation which Brooke didn’t even bother to finish — she couldn’t bare to; she quickly up and left without further hesitations. All she ever wanted to do right the very minute she stepped foot on Roselle was to leave. She hated it their, the feeling of being confined by rules and regulations and being under authority was an environment the dominant hated. Which is why she left home to begin with — even if she was a dominant she still had people above her. People’s opinions she had to listen to above her own and even though some were helpful she still never did like the feeling of being controlled.

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Summer was a hard one, all though Ari did spend a majority of her time at the beach or soaking in the sun, the constant battle of pushing people away was one thing, meeting new people in the Summer was another but she knew she wouldn’t get to see them again, she wasn’t the type to keep in touch. She saw her mom, spent a few weekends with her and her family before reporting for duty at work and Summer camp, a summer camp for Switches and Submissives which was a good opportunity for her. 

She would be lying if she said she missed Roselle Academy, the thought of going back to school for one more year, everyone hated when the Summer break was over. She hated packing her bags and walking through the doors after Summer, when it was time to get back to reality. She had nothing to look forward to, she had no friends so to speak, just occasional people she would meet up for exam preparation or in class. She did however meet someone, her name was Gianna. Gianna was a sophomore at Roselle, transferring from another academy from Wisconsin. Arabella and Gianna met at Summer camp and the two bonded, with Ari officially convincing Gianna to make her way to Roselle with her. Gianna was a Sub, blonde hair, green eyes and now, Arabellas roommate. It was 4 weeks since she started classes, the same classes, same faces and much needed time to herself. As much as she adored Gianna, she didn’t feel quite there yet in the works of a relationship, she hadn’t felt that way since Brooke. Brooke was someone who Arabella grew fond of, she didn’t like most people, but Brooke was an exception. She knew Brooke was someone special, her best friend and when graduation rolled around the corner, Brooke disappeared out of Arabellas life, something she hasn't let go of that easily. Apart of her hated Brooke, she hated her so much that she didn’t even want to think about her but there was too many memories around for her to be erased. While Arabella fooled around with Gianna on a daily basis, sometimes she just wish Brooke didn’t leave her. 

She had the day off, thank god for weekends. She had a sleep in, the only day of the week which she managed to sleep in. She woke up next to Gianna, on a small bed but the two managed to fit on it. “Fucking morning, already?” She groaned, her dark hair in a messy bun and her clothes consisting of a pair of plaid pants and a denim shirt, both which were way too big for her. She rolled over, getting up to fix up her messy hair, not even paying attention to the half naked blonde laying down beside her. “So is it a lazy day today? or are we gonna do something?” She winked, leaning in to kiss Gianna gently. While she was in mid kiss, Arabella heard a knock at the door. “Who in the fuck?” She groaned quietly, who would want to knock on the door this early? If it was her exam partner, she was going to go off at the Submissive with all of her energy. “Jesus fucking christ.” She walked over to her door, unlatching it as she spoke. “If you’re gonna knock at this hour how about fucking texting me fir-” She stopped her sentence as she saw who was at her door, her eyes widened in surprise and her heart sinking effortlessly. 

[brookeholliday]

F2F | BRORELLA

[brookeholliday]

W-why        

Why is t-that…e-every person that I-I care a-about g-gets taken a-away from m-me. W-why can’t I-I ever b-be h-h-happy.

[arabellaromero]

Hey…hey. What is it?

Ugh, come here. 

[brookeholliday]

F2F | BRORELLA

[brookeholliday]

Just shut up.      .

       .shut up and hold me please.

[arabellaromero]

Wow, that’s wrong?

[brookeholliday]

F2F | BRORELLA

[brookeholliday]

You.

[arabellaromero]

So you disappear for ages and now you all of a sudden want things from me?

[brookeholliday]

F2F | BRORELLA

It’s me.

switchingarabella

[arabellaromero]

Oh no, I thought it was some creep. What do you want?

[arabellaromero]

Text: Come over. Text: Please?

Text: Oh so now you want to talk to me. 

brookeholliday

[brookeholliday]

Text: Leave your door open. I’m coming over.

Text: Like. Right now.

[arabellaromero]

Text: so any weirdo can walk in? Text: fine.

[arabellaromero]

Text: Come over. Text: Please?

Text: Oh so now you want to talk to me. 

brookeholliday

[arabellaromero]

FIREWORKS | Jax&Arabella

[jax-pride]

The almost arrogant smile still had yet to leave his lips when she asked him to fuck her. He didn’t say anything as he let go of her to reach over and search round in the drawer of his nightstand. He found the condom he had been looking on and he moved with ease and confidence as he ripped it open and slipped it on. “Remember what I said about your hands. They don’t move until I say so.” His own hands were on the bed next to her head holding him up. The head of his cock found her entrance with ease. She was slick and ready and he couldn’t help but groan when he was completely inside of her. “Beg.”

[arabellaromero]

She kept her hands firm against the headboard, curving her back slightly before laying back down flat. She felt him slide between her legs, this throbbing cock teasing her before she began to moan gently. “Please sir, fuck me as hard as you want to. I want you right now, please.” She begged, biting her lip as she looked into his eyes.

[arabellaromero]

FIREWORKS | Jax&Arabella

[arabellaromero]

As soon as he said the words she had been dying to hear for the past few minutes, Arabella arched her back slightly, feeling herself let go. She squeezed her eyes shut as she moaned loudly, releasing her orgasm as he continued to work her over. “Oh-oh my god.” She whispered, finally finishing the peak of her orgasm. 

[jax-pride]

Jackson didn’t think it was possible to get any harder than he already was, but h was wrong because the moment Arabella came all over his tongue, he became painfully hard. His fingers dug into her thighs and he was sure he was leaving his handprint all over her pale skin and he really just didn’t give a damn about any of that. Once she had given all that she could, he came up with a self satisfied smile on his face. “Such a good girl.” His hand slipped up her body until he reached her neck where he gripped the back up it so he could pull her up and take her lips once more.

[arabellaromero]

She laid flat, catching her breath slightly as he literally left her breathless. As soon as the power of his hand brought her up, she locked her lips with his, moaning sweetly into his mouth. Her entires drive was killing her, she craved more of him right then and in that instant “Fuck me, please, sir.”

[littlesylvesterblue]

I’m Beyonce.

[arabellaromero]

No no.

[arabellaromero]

FIREWORKS | Jax&Arabella

[jax-pride]

She was doing everything he asked of her perfectly and he had no problem rewarding her for her efforts. “Then show me what a good girl you are and come for me.” Jackson could tell she was already close to the edge and it wouldn’t take too much to get her to fall over completely, but his mouth worked against her harder and faster regardless.

[arabellaromero]

As soon as he said the words she had been dying to hear for the past few minutes, Arabella arched her back slightly, feeling herself let go. She squeezed her eyes shut as she moaned loudly, releasing her orgasm as he continued to work her over. “Oh-oh my god.” She whispered, finally finishing the peak of her orgasm. 

[arabellaromero]

FIREWORKS | Jax&Arabella

[jax-pride]

Her words caused him to groan low in his throat as he took her back between his lips. He ignored her pleas for a moment or two in favor of working her body over instead. Jackson pulled back and looked up at her. “Louder. I want the entire floor to hear you begging to come.”

[arabellaromero]

She nodded, raising her voice loudly as she began to beg before she went over the edge to the peak of an orgasm. “I want you to make me come, with your mouth, with your cock, I want you to dominate me every way you desire, sir. Please let me come, I’ll be a good girl.” She let go of her last word with a groan, rolling her eyes to the top of her head with her mouth open in awe. 

[switchingphoebe]

Wow, that was a bad idea.

Never - I repeat, never watch “Titanic” for the first time without anyone around to get their cuddle on with you. I’m still not okay and I watched it last night.

Today’s gonna be rough, ladies and gents.

[arabellaromero]

When Rose lets go, now that was a shitty thing to do. 

[arabellaromero]

FIREWORKS | Jax&Arabella

[jax-pride]

Her words caused Jackson to smirk a little. That was his whole end game at the moment. He wanted to see the way her body moved when she came and the expressions that passed over her face. He pulled back just a fraction and blew a stream of cool air against her clit, watching her thighs twitch. “If you want to come then I suggest you be a good girl and beg for it.” He barely finished his sentence before his tongue was back swirling over her.

[arabellaromero]

In between breaths, she wanted to come and thankfully about being a woman with a strong libido was that she could come more than once, even if she quenched for water in the end of her sexual antics, usually. “Please sir, I want you to make me come, more than once, I want you to leave your mark and never let me forget this, I want you to leave me breathless by the end of the day, please, sir.” She finished her sentence and ended it with various cussing words.