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her mother told her she could grow up to be anything she wanted to be, so she grew up to become the strongest of the strong, the strangest of the strange, the wildest of the wild, the wolf leading the wolves. aspen rowe. 21. ΘMΓ.

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say something to someone without saying their name

“i wish that every time i saw you i didn’t want to kiss you this badly. the last thing i want is to ruin what we have. but i think my heart’s already done that.”

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what are your plans for life after college?

“i’ll probably head home. i want to be a youth worker, help teenagers that were stuck in pretty average families. it just seems like a nice way to do something decent with my life.”

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favorite person on campus?

“mia. jeez, how’s that even a damn question.”

@miaxhayes

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best guy friends on campus?

“jagger and blaize are pretty top notch. but don’t tell them i said that.”

@lordjagger @fckin-blzking

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What do you miss most about home?

i mean, it’s pretty bloody hard to leave all your mates behind. so i’d say that’s what i miss most about home, the people.

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what your muse’s name is in mine’s phone:

wife me

what your muse’s picture is in mine’s phone:

what your muse’s ringtone is in mine’s phone:

castle on the hill – KIDZ BOP kids

my muse’s last text to your muse

aspen: i miss club penguin 

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what your muse’s name is in mine’s phone

wifey 💕💕 

what your muse’s picture is in mine’s phone

what your muse’s ringtone is in mine’s phone

twin peaks theme bc she’s lame and has one ring tone

my muse’s last text to your muse

mia:

mia: this is homophobic 

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jayseez‌:

( @aspcnrowe )

“before i moved to hawaii my grandma told me she made a deal with a demon when i was born. she said she had sold my soul and that there would be a special place in hell for kids like me.” jc tried not to chuckle and pushed his glass around on the table that was full of coca cola. “told her hope she got a good price for it and i wish to have a vip seat right next to lucifer.” the jock raised a brow looking at aspen. “she never liked me.”

sometimes she questioned how these conversations with jc came to life, and really that could be seen through the furrowed brows that decorated her face the more she listened to his story. "even as a newborn?” she was graced with a beer in the glass before her, and she took a sip, gulped it down, shook her head in confusion. “jeez. gotta be some sorta spooky explanation there. did you make all the lights flicker when you entered a room?”

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miaxhayes‌:

mia hummed and scrolled through the different options and coupons, sighing as she returned to their usual orders. she didn’t like change–even in the small things. everything in her life changed three years ago; she’d had enough change to last a lifetime. “i’m no princess, thank you very much. unless we’re talking about of the merida sort, because i’m definitely a scottish punk with a bow,” mia grinned as she added a margarita pizza and a garlic, spinach pizza to her cart. she brushed her hair behind her ear and tilted her head slightly so she could see aspen’s profile. “i’ll give you hugh jackman–he is a gorgeous specimen–but the babadook sounds like some fakeass baby word parents pretend means ‘dada or momma’.” stretching her arms over her head, mia sat up and riffled through her bag until she found her wallet. “but, i will give him props for being the lgbtq icon we deserve,” she said, her lips twisted into a bright smile. 

head tilting, forefinger resting on her chin as if she needed it to really contemplate her decision. “i don’t know – of all the princesses, i feel like merida’s the most likely to legitimately eat a cow.” she watched mia’s actions carefully, the grin on her lips widening as her friend automatically added the usual order to the menu. it was nice, really, having someone remember the slightest details. having someone to banter with, stuff their face with pizza with, being completely and utterly natural with. mia was her person. “oh shush you.” she pouted, collecting a handful of popcorn and tossing it in mia’s direction (most of the pieces making a terrible mess on the ground, but that would easily be cleaned up later). “c’mon, put on saw, i can’t listen to this hate anymore.”

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beats-by-andi‌:

There were so many reasons Andi could think of to run away from this, and not the least one being how easy it would be to get used to the way it felt to have Aspen’s fingers on her skin, leaving a mark that felt deep, like a bruise down to the bone, but one that felt like warmth instead of pain.  Andi felt so separate from the world around her so often that it was strange to be in this place, feeling connected to the world through Aspen’s fingertips.  It was fleeting, it always was, and honestly Andi preferred it that way.  It wasn’t something she wanted to keep, or rather, it wasn’t hers to keep. It was just a taste.  Of something.  Something different.  She swallowed back the swell of arousal that was threatening to clog her throat, reaching up and sliding careful fingers around the frame of Aspen’s face, tucking her hair behind her ears and letting her fingers linger there, teasing along the sensitive skin just below Aspen’s ears, thinking about how much she’d like to lean in and press her lips just there.  Andi allowed the thought to land before letting herself follow it up, arching up just a little, brushing her lips so lightly against that stretch of skin it couldn’t even be really called a kiss. 

 "It would only be fair,“ Andi murmured lightly, letting her head drift back just enough to look Aspen in the eyes.  There was another moment, a small shiver that Andi felt slide through her body when she felt her robe being tugged down more, and felt her lips curl up, and still she was caught of guard when Aspen finally kissed her.  She almost laughed against her lips, a huff of breath lost there before she gave herself up entirely to the sweetness, winding the fingers of one hand into Aspen’s hair, tugging her closer, harder, pulling her down over the top of her onto the bed.  Andi’s other hand was busy too, sliding up the small of Aspen’s back and pressing her down, closer.  Andi felt sure the time for teasing was done, letting a strange playful kind of want take over.  She sucked at Aspen’s lower lip and hummed around it before pulling back for a breath of air, a happy smirk on her face.  "I don’t know, I’m feeling a little underwhelmed now,” she teased, and pressed her thumb lightly to the corner of Aspen’s mouth.  "But you still taste good.“

aspen had gained control and then allowed herself to be controlled. pulled onto the bed and moving to press herself closer to andi. all moments of pacing, of teasing, were lost in the movements of their lips. breathless and eager. moments ago she’d been craving a distraction from the tragedies of work, now she couldn’t help craving the closeness that their relationship brought about. almost fated, in a way, that andi had chosen that moment to traipse in. and who was she to decline? hand running down andi’s leg, teeth pulling on her lip. showing her want for it, playing the game the way they played it. andi pulling back, allowing apsen’s chest to heave, allowing her to catch her breath.

teeth pulling on her bottom lip, aspen couldn’t help the laugh that pushed past. a feeling of euphoria rushing through her system, engaging every part of her body. she pulled herself away, admiring the girl that lay beneath her. it was so easy to admire andi, eyes tracing upon her body, following the tracing of her fingertips. jaw, chest, outlining her breast, running along her waist. “i knew we should’ve gone with the tattoos.” her voice was gentle yet teasing, the same way that andi’s was. slipping into something different from everyday, as if it made moments like these more interesting. but wasn’t that something everyone did? “i guess,” she hummed, head tilting, “you’ll just have to suffer.” shrugging almost carelessly, but the sarcasm in her voice and through her actions made them lighthearted and fun. hands pulling at her own shirt, lifting it over her head. one of the few items of lace she owned, a black bralette, being revealed. moving down to press her lips against andi’s ear. “i hope that’s okay.” voice quiet and airy, breath against skin.

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romeocolucci·:

sure, he was pissed off, but he actually liked aspen, and her words relaxed him… just slightly, so he wasn’t bothered with her eavesdropping. “can you?” he asked, the question sounding like a challenge. “i wish i had that super power, it seems like it comes in handy.” romeo said, hoping to lighten the mood. he got up, and picked up the phone from the ground, chucking it into the garbage can. “sorry you had to be here for that shit, aspen. i’m such a damn trip, you know this though.”

she propped herself on a chair nearby, legs pulled up into a criss-cross position. hand resting on her cheek as she watched him with a fun sort of interest. “hey, at least you keeps things interesting.” a laugh, because really she wasn’t sure how else to respond to the situation. they weren’t really the sharing type of friends, they were the fun type of friends. there was a large difference between the lines that should be crossed. instead, her eyes darted to the bin. “is that phone fixable at all? because damn, i’ll take it.”

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fckin-blzking·:

Blaize looked to the blonde “Asp..One little photoshoot it wont kill you”He begged her “Plus only a few people will see it and then I’ll never ask you again”He said eyebrows risen towards her ,with the slightest hope she’d change her mind

“i’ll be so good you won’t be able to resist again.” she explained it thoroughly, smile on her lips, head shaking endlessly to express the answer no.  “really, i can’t do it, no other models will compare again and you’ll be banging on my door non-stop.”

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fckin-aloccc·:

“Okay, listen please”Alistair started “Have you decided what you’re being for Halloween yet?If not I want someone to do a matching costume with me and as my friend, I think you should be doing it with me”the blonde smiled widley as they walked through the popup Halloween shop.

“i’m trying to think of a meme that i can make slutty enough to call a ‘costume’. which is a super hard job, really.” a sigh at the distress of it all. “what were you planning on going as?”

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jamesxshcroft‌:

“arrested?” james repeated disbelievingly. was that really people’s goal? she could see the appeal, breaking the rules sometimes raised endorphins and that was never bad but striving to get arrested? james didn’t get it. “as much fun as that sound, i might have to pass on that. but i could make a case to bail you out? you just have to tell me what you’re planning to do.” at that moment james realized it sounded like she was supporting this decision and immediately backpedaled. “not that you should do this at all. you one hundred percent shouldn’t”

maybe she was simply doing this to test the waters with james, maybe getting her friend to do something a little more fun. to step out of her comfort zone. so with that response she just laughed, shrugged, and throughout it all responded with a, "who knows.” brain ticking ever so quickly as it thought up the possible scenarios. sarcasm after sarcasm being layered on. “maybe i’ll rob a jewellery store, or graffiti a palm tree. i feel like it’s more of a spur of the moment sorta sitch, you feel?”

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fckin-blzking·:

Blaize was running around campus after he had spent the morning on the beach, Seeing his friends or people he knew he walked up behind them covering their eyes and whispering “Whats your favorite scary movie”He said in a deep voice, before laughing and going in front of them “Just kidding I’m not here to kill you, but instead to ask you to come by later, I need a model and your pretty little  face is the subject for a few pictures “He said 

“no sir-ee.” aspen explained, a grin tilting on the corner of her lips, words exuberant and strong. “i stick behind the camera.” she lifted her own little portable device as if flashing it in his direction as a reminder. “no matter how much you tempt me with a sexy photoshoot alongside the babadook.”

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romeocolucci‌:

romeo felt himself get angrier with every damn word being said through his father on the phone. “perché no?” he questioned, wanting a solid fucking answer on why, after twenty-one fucking years of getting whatever the fuck he wanted, his parents were saying no for once. the more his father spoke, the more it angered him. “vaffanculo! non ti interessa, cattivo padre!” he practically spat, before hanging up the phone and practically throwing it across the room, causing it to land on the wall and shatter completely. he just rolled his eyes, knowing he could easily get a new one, and sat down, but that’s when he realized he wasn’t alone. “fuck, did you see all that?”

it was hard not to look when you heard someone yell. it was hard not to listen ever so slightly, hard not to question their motives when they threw their phone across the room. aspen found herself in this situation with little more to do than look, eyes glancing downwards quickly when she noticed that a simple look may have been invading ever so slightly on romeo’s personal business. "not if you don’t want me to.” she simply answered. “i can wipe my memory completely clear, easy peasy.”