-- wanderess

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[likepiecesintoplaces]

[vicsecret-angels]

[oliviaftw]

I finally made it! I mean damn, I turned my apartment upside down - back to front and I finally found my old passport ripped to shreds by my puppies. So after a very long trip to the vets to make sure the passport paper wasn’t poisonous, I hightailed it to here. But in other news, I swear to god if I see another advert for something to say about valentine’s day or sex, I’m gonna freak. I mean there are other things more important than this shit.

[dxphneduh-blog]

I remember I lost my passport once it it quite literally took me forever and a day to get a new one. All the damn paperwork. Though I didn’t even have a good enough excuse like my dog ate my passport, I simply misplaced it. Ah I’m quite used to all the valentine’s day adverts; hell I even have them in my own shop. Sex sells I suppose. But anyways-- I’m glad you were finally able to make it out here. Did you have a safe trip?

[ninaagdalkingdom]

[ninagdaledits]

[palvinagdal]

[mattdaddyo-blog]

[wnq-writers]

I cut you off because it was the only way I knew you would still think of me.

lowkeysteveee  (via wnq-writers)

[loganpls]

Logan was used to seeing Daphne walking around with barely anything on, heck, he was used to all of the girls walking around with barely anything on. Biting on his lower lip, Logan admired the girl as she moved towards him, stealing a little peek at her underwear before she was in his lap and he had no where to look but her eyes. His long fingers walked their way up her thighs, sliding comfortably round until they met the curve of her ass and let them rest there for now. “I like all my women without pants, makes for easier access.” He practically hummed his words, already pressing his mouth against the pulse point at the side of her neck, not wasting any time to give her what she wanted. “I was offering my services.” Murmured Logan, his tongue licked a small trail from the space he was kissing, to the edge of her ear before he took the lobe between his teeth and tugged on it very lightly. “Massages, kisses, cuddles….oral…” he let a smirk tug at his lips at the last word he uttered to her. “Not necessarily in that order. Or, if you’re feeling really worn down - I might draw you a bath. Candles, bubbles, music and I’ll even help you get to all those really hard to reach places.”

[dxphneduh-blog]

A few heads had turned as Daphne had made her way towards Logan's room. She was sure that more than one person had wondered how Logan and Daphne had gone from sharing one conversation last season to sharing a bed this season, but isn't that what breaks were for? For things to happened without cameras following their every move? And that was exactly what had happened once Logan and Daphne had run into eachother in New York. They spent time together and well things happened. As soon as his lips make contact with her skin she was too caught up in the feeling to care about her buzzing phone in her pocket, the emails that were going unread or the tea that was growing cold on the bedside table. It was as if he was quite literally kissing her worries away. With her eyes closed she tilted her head to the side only slightly, hands traveling up his chest to wrap around his neck. "Mmm, so generous today, my love." She teased. "Candles, bubbles, music and your hands all over my body. How could I say no to that?" Placing both hands on either side of his face she opened her eyes to look at him, taking in his features before closing the distance between them and pressing her lips to his. "Though some oral before my bath wouldn't hurt." She murmured against his lips, a chuckle leaving her lips before she kissed him once again.

[palvinagdal]

[twinsizedmttress]

“Of course. Part of the reason I joined this show was just to get out of going to these events every week.”

[dxphneduh-blog]

“Oh tell me about it, they were one of the many reasons why I moved away.”

[palvinagdal]

[lauraryxn]

A year and a half later and Eleanor Clarke has made it to The Valleys - I don’t know if I should feel blessed or insulted because this is not what I signed up for. It’s like the half way house to death, honestly - You all need a pick me-up. Unfortunately for you, my stash was taken and sadly for me, my second stash was discovered. Who would have thought the sniffer dogs would smell pass the pure blissfulness of Chanel number five.  Now, you can stand there and look as dull as the Starbucks boy who simply can’t heat a chai latte to two hundred and eleven degrees or else you can pick your jaw off the ground and get things alive around here. Where’s the cook? I brought extra ingredients and with the waist line of some around here I’m sure they wouldn’t turn away a delicious batch of brownies no matter what is in them. 

[dxphneduh-blog]

Oh you must be fucking kidding me. Eleanor, took you long enough to get your pretty ass here. Really? You let them find both your stashes, that’s unlike you. Though I’m sure you’ll be quick to replace it now that you’re here; you did a good job last time you were in London as far as I remember. God, it’s been a while. C’mere you.

[loganpls]

Logan had seen it all when it came to London, hell he lived here for Pete’s sake, the only thing he found interest in doing here was visiting friends and family. His parents were still back in Holmes with his little brother and 15 year old sister. But Sophie, his older sister worked in the city, she’d moved there when she was 19 and became the sole reason why Logan spent so much time there when he was a teen. But other than that, London had become pretty lack luster. He spent the morning working out, took himself down to the gym and used the rest of his time to visit the shelters he used to work for. He was in the middle of an episode of some show he’d stumbled across on Netflix when Daphne had text him. He was still lounging around in his sweat pants and even though it was pretty obvious they’d seen a lot more of each other than their chests, he threw on a shirt before she arrived. Logan was sat with his legs outstretched on the bed when the door was pushed open and a smile found it’s way on his lips. “Room service? Just how I like all my women - I mean tea.” 

[dxphneduh-blog]

Daphne had promised herself that she’d enjoy her time here in London; that she’d go out, have fun, be the Daphne that she used to be... and yet here she was, spending hours in front of her computer and even more hours yelling at people over the phone. In some sense she felt as if she was slowly turning into her mother and she just wasn’t going to allow that to happened. There were people she paid to run the boutique and she’d just have to trust them to do their jobs. A smirk played upon her lips as she heard him speak, the tiniest chuckle coming out as she walked towards him. The blond was in nothing but the oversized hoodie, the black lace panties she was wearing peaking out if she were to raise her hands even the slightest. Logan had seen her in much less, hell anybody that watched the show had seen her in much less, and so she stopped caring a while ago about what she wore around the house no matter how many times her mother told her it was bad for her company’s image. “Ah, so you like your women to bring you tea while not wearing any pants, huh?” She teased, placing both mugs down on the bedside table before crawling over to him, a smirk set on her lips as she moved so that she was straddling his lap. “Now please, what was it you were saying about helping me relax?” She asked, brow raised as she looked down at him.

[dxphneduh-blog]

t e x t || d a p h

Lay: I was too scared to call anyone

Lay: but I need someone to leave w/me

Lay: I got attacked um, by my ex...

Lay: I'm at the Royal London hospital

Daph: You're kidding me right?

Daph: Did you tell the police?

Daph: give me this fuckers address

Daph: I may not be able to pick you up, might get arrested for murder

[twinsizedmttress]

“I think it was a cancer charity ball but I’m not even sure. All balls are the same, to be honest.”

[dxphneduh-blog]

“Well fucking hell, invite me next time ok? But yes, I remember my mother used to throw these events every few months or so and they were literally all the same.”