wishing on stars

catch a falling star and put it in your pocket, never let it fade away. i'm devyn! i'm the fun, cute twin! i like long walks on the beach, swimming, and singing! soo i guess that's what this blog will be about? yeah! i am not dove cameron, i am not...

[louboutin-and-laurent]

[dovecameronorg]

[devy-in]

dovecfan:

New Photoshoot by Michael Simon [x]

[kn0wy0u]

[devy-in]

kn0wy0u:

Dove Cameron kn0wy0u

[aidenxmcmillan]

txt: Happy birthday!

txt: thanks for remembering Tiny!

[devy-in]

miley-wiley:

txt: k I’ll call u when I need a ride then k? k txt: 

txt: call me beep me if you wanna reach me txt: seriously don’t drive

[aidenxmcmillan]

txt: Happy birthday!

txt: thanks for remembering Tiny!

[devy-in]

miley-wiley:

txt: me? drunk? on my birthday? Never. I’m appalled.  don’t have to be drunk to think ur cute txt: but ya I am a lil bit txt: gigantor? txt: that works for me

txt: ...so you’re like...really really drunk got it txt: don’t drive gigantor

[aidenxmcmillan]

txt: Happy birthday!

txt: thanks for remembering Tiny!

[devy-in]

miley-wiley:

txt: You’re cute, Tiny is cute. I don’t see the issue txt: Best. Present. Ever.

txt: ...Are you drunk...?

txt: I get to call you gigantor

[aidenxmcmillan]

txt: Happy birthday!

txt: thanks for remembering Tiny!

[devy-in]

miley-wiley:

txt: Pequenito doesn’t suite you txt: Tiny does  txt: How about I don’t call you Tiny around any of your or my friends but everything else is fair game

txt: Tiny doesn’t either, Devy does txt: ...Okay deal. My birthday present to you

[aidenxmcmillan]

txt: Happy birthday!

txt: thanks for remembering Tiny!

[devy-in]

miley-wiley:

txt: noo if I wanted to make you something chihuahua-y I’d call you Tiny in Spanish. Whatever that is

txt: Pequenito txt: I’d really love it if you didn’t call me that txt: Or Tiny txt: Devy is great

[aidenxmcmillan]

txt: Happy birthday!

txt: thanks for remembering Tiny!

[devy-in]

miley-wiley:

txt: so the name Tiny works fine  txt: it’s cute and it suites you

txt: It makes me sound like a chihuahua 

[aidenxmcmillan]

txt: Happy birthday!

txt: thanks for remembering Tiny!

[devy-in]

miley-wiley:

txt: what are you?  txt: 5 feet even?

txt: ...In heels. txt: I’m 4′10 txt: But you’re still a giant so 

[aidenxmcmillan]

txt: Happy birthday!

txt: thanks for remembering Tiny!

[devy-in]

miley-wiley:

txt: don’t pretend like you don’t love it

txt:  😐 😐 😐

txt: Just because you’re a giant doesn’t mean I’m small tyvm

[aidenxmcmillan]

txt: Happy birthday!

txt: thanks for remembering Tiny!

[devy-in]

txt: 😐 Since it's your birthday I'll let that slide

[devy-in]

miley-wiley:

“The only one eating any shit is you Pierce” Miles replied as he too watched the boys they were stuck with for the season. Already the boy was missing their senior players from last year as the newest bunch looked like they should be playing golf instead of getting their asses “Does that kid legit think he’s gonna make it as anything but a water boy?” he laughed, pointing to one small kid in particular 

"Nah not me," Alek laughed and shoved him playfully. "I'll take good care of you if you get a concussion or something," he joked though he sincerely hoped that at least one of the newbies would be able to protect Miles when he couldn't. "Which one?" he asked and turned to survey the field to see who he was pointing. "Don't even think he'll be able to carry the water," he answered and raised an eyebrow when a blonde head appeared on the field. "Isn't that your sister's friend?" he asked and peered at the small girl who'd bounced up to the 'water boy' and handed him something in foil. "Hey blondie! This is a closed practice!" He watched the girl freeze before turning to look at him. "S-sorry! I'll be gone in a second! Oh...hi Miles!" 

Alek's gaze shifted to Miles momentarily before the girl once more, scoffing softly when he turned to see her hugging the shrimp before jogging away.  "Time to show the runts their places, hm?"

[devy-in]

fredrickwilliamsdear:

I try, I try. Oh… vodka. That must be why I’m starting to feel quite …loopy?

The stares of the stars are enchanting. I feel like I’m riding an elegant unicorn. 

Unicorn? Oh my gosh, how much punch have you had Freddie?

[devy-in]

a-bby-rose:

Abby bit her lip as it began to quiver. Seeing Dev this angry was absolutely warranted considering her actions but actually seeing it was another. Swallowing hard before speaking, she squeaked, “I know- I- just-” Her throat was dry and she was beginning to lose her resolve as Dev cut her off and turned to face her again. All the possible words that she had conjured up in her mind over the past two weeks were now gone. At a complete loss for words Abby stood before Dev with her mouth open. 

Devyn stared back at the other girl, gesturing for her to say something before she rolled her eyes. “You stopped me to talk, and now you have nothing to say? I have to go to class Abby, I really don’t have time for this,” she told her before she turned around and started down the hallway, looking back at her momentarily before shaking her head. “Have a good day Abby,” she said before she turned forward again and continued on her way. It wasn’t as if she wasn’t going to see the girl later in the day, they did, after all have the same circle of friends and similar activities.

[devy-in]

a-bby-rose:

Abby tapped her foot along to the beat of her favorite song until Mrs. Lipshutz screamed her name. “Sorry, Mrs. L.,” she muttered before resuming her note taking. Ordinarily Abby would be completely engaged. AP english was one of her favorite subjects. Something kept nagging at the back of her mind, preventing Abby from really focusing. It was the short blonde who despite her last name being four letters away from hers, had happened to be placed directly in front of her. It was just her luck that the one class she shared with Devyn would be the one class that reversed the alphabetical seating arrangements. Abby shook her head and forced herself to focus, jotting along the notes until the bell rang. 

Devyn turned around just as the bell rang to put her books into her bag. Without so much as even acknowledging Abby’s presence, she shoved her belongings into her backpack and stood up. A small squeaky sound escaped her throat and almost caught the blonde’s attention. Trying again, Abby frantically began speaking. “Dev!” she called out. “I’m sorry, please. Talk to me? Please?” she pleaded. “Please?” she tried once more, the desperation in her voice picking up volume, as she followed Devyn to the door of the classroom. 

tagged: devy-in

“What do you want Abby?” she asked as she turned around to look at the taller girl, trying not to roll her eyes. Devyn had been doing her best to keep as much distance between her and the other girl, despite the fact that they were both used to being with each other practically every moment of the day. “You made it pretty clear that you didn’t want to talk to me,” she continued as she continued out into the hallway. “And then you - what Abby, what?” she voiced again as she turned to face her once more, trying to keep her resolve and not get into a fight with her former best friend in the middle of the busy hallway. She’d rather hoped that the distance would make it easier for her to not be mad, and have it so that they both wouldn’t say things they regretted.

[devy-in]

fredrickwilliamsdear:

Oh good evening Dev, you look spectacular as always. Have you tried the punch? It has a very unexpected punch to it. I’m not quite sure what it is though

Thank you Freddie, you look uhm...smashing! And it’s Vodka. I wouldn’t suggest you drink very much of it.