✧ go down ;; soft sound

step into your skin – i rather jump in your bones ;; taking up your mouth ;; so you breathe through your nose. // semi selective multi muse rp account, mun 21, she/her, please note that there's going to be nsfw themes on this blog //

[thegoodvybe]

[drivelikeidc-blog]

dcvthwish:

O H, jamie knew he shouldn’t be jealous. he && the bitch were finished, through, over, done but DAMN if the anger in his chest didn’t stop building, he may cause a fiery scene. teeth grinding against teeth, he t r i e d not to snarl in pure, toxic hatred but did so anyway. the look twisting his pretty face into something a little less angelic.  tristan was about to get a fat lip if he didn’t stop nipping at his girl’s neck like that. “then don’t pick a public scene, dollface.” jamie bit out, feeling like a dog being toyed with by a wolf -well, that wasn’t far off, now was it? “oh, fook’it.” the tatted male pulled his fist back && landed a devastating blow to the side of tristan’s head. the male slag fell to the ground in surprise && jamie had the gall to look smug. “happy-fookin-birthday.”

WOLFIE couldn’t care less about the boy who was now faceplanting the dirty floor, probably tasting other people’s filth and drinks. an amused grin was tugging at the corners of her mouth, her dark hair messy from all tristan’s touching. “this place isn’t fucking public, darling.” she claimed, raising her middle finger at him. “ i’m renting it for my party and the whole fucking town knows about it. couldn’t handle the idea of me shagging anyone else? is that why you came?” she asked the guy, stepping a little closer towards him. “wow thank you for the wonderful show, jamie but i think it’s time for you to hit the road. you’re not going to get your dick wet here. i don’t think.” she mumbled, biting down her lip. “so nice to see you.”  she whispered, leaning in to press a kiss against his lips. she was probably the most confusing person in the world. “cheers, now fuck off.”

[drivelikeidc-blog]

GABBY dumped her bag on the kitchen table, surprised she could even navigate her way around the flat she shared with her roommate. she didn’t even bother to turn the lights on. of course – it wasn’t the best idea to come in at three in the morning after her roommate ( who she had slept with multiple times) left with another chick, a girl she considered one of her closest friends. the australian girl dropped down on the sofa, reaching out to grab the pack of cigarettes from the coffee table, lighting it the moment her lips closed around the filter. she felt how the smoke calmed her down a little, the nicotine doing it’s work. she shook her head at the situation, trying her best to stop herself from interrupting whatever was going on in her roommate’s bedroom. they were supposed to be in her bed, not sharing it with one of her friends. she ignored the sounds coming from the other side of the door and was quick to get to her room, turning on the tv as loud as she possibly could to muffle all the sounds. “don’t you dare cry about this.” she mumbled to herself as she tried her best to focus on the telly. she was so fucking angry. 

[drivelikeidc-blog]

MIA was twirling the empty martini glass around her fingers, watching the last bit of liquid dance around at the bottom of her glass along with the olive she never really liked to eat.  it was easy to get lost in her endless thoughts – sitting at the bar on her own. the only thing that was slightly entertaining was the jukebox in the corner, playing old elvis and other vintage tunes she already knew by heart. the young girl tapped her fingers on the wooden bar while big eyes scanned the surprisingly empty bar. it was then she noticed the other person sitting only a couple of stools away from her. “mark, can i have another martini dry and.. another one for the other lonely drinker over there.” mia chuckled – god, how she loved to be weird. she placed a cigarette between her pouty lips, lighting it while she turned her head away, avoiding eye contact with the person she just bought a drink.  it was kind of her thing to act mysterious.

[drivelikeidc-blog]

DESIRE ;;  the most important thing in the world. it was all that was on the girl’s brain as she wrapped her arms around her brand new lover, staring over his shoulder to look at her ex. dilated pupils locking with the eyes of someone she used to love so dearly. it was a strange situation, one she wished to be over.  "you should leave, mate." wolfie hissed at the familiar person, shaking her head at them. “this is my birthday party and i’m pretty sure no one invited you.”  she started, the alcohol buzzing through her system making it hard for her to make sense of the situation. “oh, have i introduced you to tristan yet? he’s my boyfriend.” wolfie seemed to forget about the fact that she was still technically taken but well – it was very unlike her to give a shit.

[drivelikeidc-blog]

like this for a very angsty/smutty/fluffy semi long starter from one of my dear muses. i'll hit you up! xx

[drivelikeidc-blog]

@rcttlesncke

with a burning cigarette dangling from her pouty lips, valerie paced around the decorated room ;; restless hands fumbling with the ends of her pastel colored party dress while she tried her best to appear to be having a wonderful time, strategically avoiding eye-contact with all of her friends while she moved her hips from side to side– knowing that they’d be able to see right through the mask she’d put on. they were traveling around the country – sleeping in tents and partying every night ;; one of those old fashioned roadtrips ;;  smoking weed in the back of the van, popping pills around the fire before partying inside of an unknown club. “you’re not going to fucking tell her, are you?! “ val hissed at the person standing next to her after their significant other finally ran off to their other friends. “we have to keep it a secret –  we fucked, alright? it’s not like we got married. when we get home my boyfriend is going to kick in your brain if he finds out, and your girl is going to leave you and make this roadtrip a living hell for the both of us.  do you fucking want that to happen? is that what you want?” she ran her hand through her hair, taking another deep drag before dropping the finished benson down on the floor. “i didn’t mean it when i said i love you – i was drunk.” liar, liar, liar.

[drivelikeidc-blog]

STARTERCALLL while i finish my replies

[drivelikeidc-blog]

snapchat – best friend

effy:  you’re not here but i just want to let you know i’m in your bed effy:  just in case you step inside and start freaking out  effy: got into another pub fight told them you’re the one i’m dating  effy: so you better protect me and please don’t kick me out :( 

[drivelikeidc-blog]

@criticalxtruce based on ‘this must be my dream’

valerie placed a cigarette between her pouty lips, using the box of matches to light it before she leaned back into her seat, exhaling the smoke in straight line – up into the air. to say she was upset would be an understatement. the girl felt like she could burst out in tears any moment, trying her best to let the music playing in the background distract her enough to refrain from showing how she really felt. “i think we should break up, you know?” she mumbled, keeping her eyes focused on the television set in front of them. some stupid movie they decided to watch together. “you’re always gone and it’s starting to fuck me up.” she shrugged. “i can’t keep waiting for you.” 

[drivelikeidc-blog]

@gcnerr based on ‘paris’ 

effy couldn’t stop laughing, pushing her face into the pillow, trying her best to hide the fact that she was secretly mad at the other, ready to just up and leave their bed. the chemicals rushing through her system kept her giggly enough to make it easy to mask her true feelings. “so here we are, back in paris – you happy now?” she asked the other, shaking her head. “you’re in fucking paris with your ex. how pathetic.” 

[cravings]

those people who say they’re ugly but actually they’re super attractive

[drivelikeidc-blog]

like for a starter based on a song by the 1975 🌹

[binxrps]

i want a plot where a fan sneaks into a concert by claiming s/he’s one of the band member’s girlfriends (or boyfriends) and the security asks the band member and they’re like yeah we’re dating even though they’re noT AND THEY BECOME LIKE A GROUPIE AND HOOK UP BACKSTAGE OK

[lancemcclains]

how does one….talk to mutuals….and be friends…..with those mutuals…..

[alienpoc-archive]

@ mutuals

u look good

[are-you-mine-baby]