god is a woman

@kendalldixcn

kendall mae dixon-armstrong twenty-four, undercover agent at hq, charmspeak ❝ they'd say i hustled, put in the work. they wouldn't shake their heads and question how much of this i deserve. what i was wearing, if i was rude – could all be separated from my good ideas and power moves. ❞

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lilyarmstrongs:

🏖- our muses hang out by the beach - @kendalldixcn

“Is it possible that the sun is too nice?” Lily asked, putting her hand over her eyes to block out the sun. “Not that I’m complaining, at all.”

“Too nice? What do you mean too nice?” Kendall replied with an almost offended expression. Originally from Florida, Kendall was basically a heliophile. “I know you said you’re not complaining but it sorta sounds like you are. Did you remember to put on sunscreen?”

#c #lily #c: lily

aureliewatson:

Aurelie smiled in a thank you. “I got them at a thrift store for like two dollars.”

“That’s really cool,” she admitted. “I’ve never been very good at thrifting, much to my bank account’s dismay.”

#c #aurelie #c: aurelie

🔥- our muses hang out by the fire

“Hey those are really pretty earrings,” she mentioned to the girl sitting by the fire with her. “Where did you get those?”

@aureliewatson

#grovehqclosed #c #aurelie #c: aurelie

🌲- our muses go to search for firewood

“So how much of this stuff do we even need to bring back?” she asked, her arms filled with wood that could be used for the fire back on the beach.

@kylesgrey

#grovehqclosed #c #kyle #c: kyle

rubyxtalbot:

It was one of the days where Ruby didn’t have anything to do, she was going to go home and relax. However the woman walking over to her and speaking to her caused her to be quite confused. “So that’s a no on me having a relaxing bubble bath. Wait,what’s wrong with my outfit?”

“Oh but a bubble bath sounds so nice,” she almost purred just thinking about it. “Well if you really need one I could go pick out the outfit while you do that? I don’t want to pull you away from your self care,” Kendall added thoughtfully. “Oh nothing, it’s cute. It’s just not... club worthy, you know?”

#c #ruby #c: ruby

“Cancel any plans you may or may not have had tonight,” Kendall told the other, looking them over for a moment before humming to herself. “Let’s get you a different outfit, get something to eat and then we’re spending the rest of the night out. Let’s go then, shall we?”

#grovehqstarter #yes even if your muse wouldn't know ken she would totally go up to a stranger and do this lol

drake-grey:

Drake was hunched over nursing a cup of coffee. He was exhausted from being out the night before. He needed to sleep but he wasn’t ready to, not yet. “Whoever is playing that goddamn music is going to die. I mean it. I will end them.” He groaned as he threw the mug at the wall. The coffee dripped down the wall into a pool onto the floor. “Sorry, I just hate people sometime.” He sighed leaning back in his seat. “How was your night? Had any fun plans? Late night dips, howling in the moonlight?” He teased weakly.

Kendall’s reaction to the smashed cup was simply a raised brow. She raised her head slowly from her book when addressed. “If I told you I’d have to kill you,” Ken said teasingly, although her work was very confidential. “May I ask what’s got you so riled up?”

#c #drake #c: drake

noradeans:

“I’m an opinion journalist,” Nora huffed, crossing her arms. “If you disagree with one of my articles, so be it. They’re my opinions. Not yours. Mine.”

“While I’ve got mad respect for you, you also need to learn how to take criticism with a grain of salt,” Kendall told the other wisely. “It’s easy to lash out when someone critiques your work. It’s personal, you’re passionate about it. But sometimes you need to take the high road. Don’t exhaust yourself on every single person who tells you they disagree. Just go on with your day and keep writing the shit that pisses them off.”

#c #nora #c: nora

judexmctthews:

“Fuck- sorry.” Jude exclaimed, almost backing out the room as quickly as he walked into it. “Should really knock before entering, or at least shouting hello or something. Maybe make a hand signal, one of these days not doing one of those things is going to cost me.”

When the door was opened, Kendall barely even flinched. She continued to place small daggers into a hilt on her upper thigh. Her dress’ skirt was hitched up for easier access to the hilt but she was never one to be shy. “Knocking is advised– yes. But I’ve been caught in more compromising positions, so I’ll let you off this time,” she teased with a light smirk on her lips, finally letting the skirt back down. “Did you need something?”