giggle at a funeral

i admit i'm a little messed up but i can hide it when i'm all dressed up

[ladyofthebutterflies-deactivate]

[madisonxwarner]

samxmartis​:

she knew her cousin was on board, but sam had to admit, it was nice to know that there was someone she actually liked from back home. it had been a bit since she had seen madison so to have her here was refreshing. “damn, how are you liking it?” sam pulled her sunglasses back down over her eyes as the two of them laid back on their chairs. “about a week ago but haven’t had a chance to leave my room, if you know what i mean.” it was a wonder that she and charlotte kept their hands off each other long enough for her to explore the ship. 

“i love it, i’m like, a fucking trophy wife at sea,” madison mused with a cocky smile. “how cool is that?” madison got to keep the lifestyle she was accustomed to without having her farther barking orders in her ear. whenever the topic of standing up to him came up over the years, it was one of the things madison worried about the most. she turned to sam as she started speaking again. “i feel bad for whoever has to share a wall with you two,” she teased. “who would’ve thought, ya know? both of us all wifed up on a cruise around the world. we’d make a great sitcom.”

[madisonxwarner]

samxmartis​:

life on the sea seemed to be just what sam and charlie needed. plus, it was just the life style sam loved. people to wait on her and bring her anything she wanted, a chance to be out with her girlfriend without the worry of photographers finding them. it was perfect. plus, she could spend all day just laying out in the sun if she so pleased. there was no downside to this. hearing a familiar voice reply to her, sam opened her eyes and pulled her sunglasses to the top of her head. a smirk spread into a smile when she saw madison standing in front of her. “bitch, you’re here too?” her words were filled with playfulness as her friend took a seat next to her. “how long have you been here?”

“in the flesh,” madison said with a smile. she sat back in the lounge chair, putting her feet up and head back. “about a month? give or take.” it was easy to lose track of time when you were actually enjoying your life. getting away from her father, making her own decisions, being with dom--it all opened up a new world for madison. she felt like a different person. “i haven’t seen you around before--you just get on?”

[madisonxwarner]

samxmartis​:

this was such a good idea, after so long of being shut away in new york, sam and charlotte were finally away from reality and able to just be. they didn’t have to live by strict rules or please anyone here. she and her runaway princess of a girlfriend could just enjoy life together. and sam was doing just that. laying out on the top deck next to the pool, she was working on a tan. with her eyes shut behind sunglasses, she felt someone walk up to her and block the sun. “unless you’re here to take my drink order, do you mind stepping out of the my sun?” 

@nereidhqstarters​

getting on a boat and sailing around the world was what madison had to do to get some peace away from her father, and she hasn’t regretted it a day since. she was free to do what she wanted, her and dom were happy, and she even got to bring their kitten on board. for the first time madison was pretty content in life. she decided to hang around the pool when she noticed someone familiar. “take your drink order?” madison scoffed. “fucking bougie bitch,” she rolled her eyes fondly, sitting on the chair next to sam. “what a fucking coincidence, huh?”

[madisonxwarner]

IGNORE EVERYTHING BELOW THIS POST

[lilpieceofmyworld]

[annasdiops]

favorite fran fine looks

[madisonxwarner]

dixievega‌:

    “not a horrible idea. also sparks the question.. why do i not have a flask yet?” sleeping had already been out of the question due to her unfairly long checklist of things she had to comply for today. which also meant she had zero time to run back home to her collection of liquors she could possibly toss into her coffee. it frustrated her that she had to deal with her hangover in the first place. ( she seriously should’ve kept her promise on cutting out the irresponsible drinking ). for now, she desperately needed to find some cure or she’d have to forcibly call off work. “… do you possibly.. have one on ya? i’ll buy your coffee for ya, even. i just.. need somethin’… anythin’..”

“You might be the only person in this town who doesn’t,” which would be a broad statement anywhere else, but in Dayton? If she wasn’t hungover as they spoke Madison would think she didn’t live here at all. A laugh pushed pass her lips at the girl’s question. Did she have any on her? Between the coke in her necklace, the flask in her purse, and the pills she picked up before deciding to get coffee, Madison could probably keep this girl going for the next week. “Here,” she unzipped her bag to pull out a pink flask that had bitch printed on it in cursive, handing it to the girl in front of her. “Keep it. I can’t let you walk around this town without a flask of your own.” 

[abigailbaileyismss]

“Thutmose… Thutmose… Where are you?” With furrowed brows and stubborn determination, Abigail slowly walked down the library aisles trying to find what she was looking for. Surely they would have it… Finally about to give up, she grinned brightly when she looked up and saw the thick book, beautiful in her eyes with a burgundy colour. However, it was on the highest shelf. Not seeing a step-stool or a ladder around, nor another person in sight, she looked at the next bookcase. The bookcases were pretty close together, so this might work… Taking a deep breath, she placed her right foot on one of the lower shelves and held on to a higher shelf before grabbing another shelf on the opposite bookcase with the book she was wanting and stepped on one of it’s lower shelves with her left foot. Slowly and carefully, she climbed each shelf one at a time until she got to her book’s location and was about a foot and a half above the ground. Her right hand held tightly on a shelf on the opposite bookcase as she grabbed the book and smiled victoriously. “Gotcha!” Now how is she going to get down? “Uh… Shit.” 

[madisonxwarner]

A library was the last place Madison wanted to be. She didn’t read, hated the silence, and the smell of old books made her gag. This had to be the dumbest thing her father made her do for a drop of clout. What business did a trash TV reality star who is known for their shitty behavior have being the face of a virtual book club? According to her father being a drunk, impulsive, slut was only marketable when she was a teenager. Now that Madison was only one year away from the legal drinking age, it was time to class up her image. So, here she is, looking for a book that she can’t pronounce the title of. Turning down one of the aisles she stopped in her tracks as she saw a girl attempting to the climb the shelves. Madison leaned against the book shelf as she watched the girl. Being on the shorter side herself Madison couldn’t offer any help, though she wouldn’t have anyway. The girl reached the top shelf, and Madison couldn’t help but to chuckle as she watched the realization of not being able to come down wash over the girl’s face. “Now, I get the logic behind climbing up there, I do,” Madison made her presence known as she walked towards the girl, arms crossed over her chest. “But how did you expect to get down?” She asked looking up at her. 

[altmode]

friends was gay [3/?]

[madisonxwarner]

@byassociatxn

[madisonxwarner]

realdylanadams‌:

Dylan loved dominance and god, the fact that Madison was letting this happen the way she wanted, was so fucking hot. It was mouth watering. Sure, she could top anyone she wanted, but it was rare someone was actually into being fully submissive. Madison was the perfect playmate for this. The yes daddy, made Dylan wetter than she already was, because there was nothing hotter than that even if it was patronizing. She shifted her stance slightly as Madison finally put her mouth on her, Dylan’s hips pushing forward for her to have an easier access. The hand that was in Madison’s hair kept a tight grip on her head at the younger girl’s tongue worked against her. 

She was so wet and tasted so good. Madison’s own panties were soaked through, her nipples stiff against the thin fabric of her “f•r•i•e•n•d•s” t-shirt. Dylan was fucking amazing. The rush she got from this couldn’t be compared to any other hookup or one night stand. What could come close to having a gun held to your head while you’re on your knees going down on the hottest woman you’ve ever met? Madison flattened her tongue against Dylan’s clit, licking in a circular motion. Occasionally she would interrupt her ministrations to suck on the sensitive bundle of nerves.

[madisonxwarner]

byassociatxn‌:

Colby was the sweetest, that she felt bad for making Madison think it was her that ripped such a reaction from her. She tried to stop sobbing and had managed to reduce it to her body trembling and tears rolling down her cheeks. There was no hope of saving that much now, she’s already upset herself enough to cause the physical reaction and now it needed to run its course. “No, it’s not you. I’m sorry. I’m not usually like this.” The facade only covered things for so long and when you held in your negativity like Colby did, it spilled over. She did laugh, through a cry, a genuine smile breaking the grimace etched there. “Well, thank you. I was born for it, but I’ve trained all my life.” She tried to joke, but it kind of came out sad anyway. 

She sighed, unlocking the stall and stepping out. She supposed they could have a civalized conversation without a toilet within a foot of them. She felt bad enough that she had followed her in. “You don’t have to stay. I’m fine, really.” She wasn’t ready to face the rest of the bar yet but she would need to fix her face before that. She was thankful at times like these that she worse very little make-up, rarely. She moved to the sink to look in the mirror. Her own heart broke at what she saw. What had Jo done to her? “Te ressaisir.” French came easily to her, her family had roots in Montreal as french- Canadians. 

Though she wouldn’t be able to see it, Madison shook her head at the woman’s apologizing. “It’s okay. You don’t have to...” She let the sentence trail off, sure she got the gist of what Madison was trying to say. Feeling like you had to apologize for being upset was pretty shit; Madison knew firsthand. Getting a laugh out of her caused a small smile on the brunette's features, that smile faltering when the sadness shone through in her tone. “It really shows. If Dayton ever has a wet t-shirt contest I bet you’d win,” she kept her voice soft as she spoke. 

Joking with her seemed to be the way to coax this woman out of the shell of sadness encasing her --even if just a little bit. First making her laugh, now getting her to come out of that bathroom stall. Madison didn’t know why she cared, but oddly enough she did. Maybe there was some cosmic shit at work, or her conscious eating her alive for every cruel decision she had made. The woman looked utterly broken when she stepped out, and it was actually hard for Madison to see. She wondered what had turned her into such a mess. 

Though she was given the okay to leave, Madison didn’t move. That one place in her heart that hadn’t completely frozen over didn’t feel right leaving her like this. She recognized that look. Recognized the deflating feeling of watching yourself in the mirror as you broke you down, knowing you had to pull yourself together before you faced the world. Madison took a step towards her--Did she just speak French? Not the time. Madison shooed away the butterflies fluttering in her stomach. “It’s gonna be a lot harder to get rid of me than that,” she offered a sympathetic smile. “C’mon,” a hand reached out to tuck a piece of hair behind Colby’s ear before resting on her cheek. “You’re too pretty to be crying like this,” her thumb brushing away falling tears. God, if anyone could see this scene Madison’s mean girl rep would down the toilet faster than she could make a bitchy comment to save it. 

[madisonxwarner]

elysediamond‌:

Her responding laugh to the girl’s words is loud and likely bordering on obnoxious, but Elyse does little to cover it up. She’s not some quiet, simpering girl and she doesn’t make a show of pretending to be… ever. What’s the fucking point? “Hey, own what you got. Be proud you’re a whore,” she shrugs, nowhere near condescending, lifting her glass in salute to the girl. Her brows furrow when she continues, feeling smug as fuck over the girl’s statement. When the bartender is motioned to, Elyse eyes the poor schmuck who’s stuck making drinks for the rest of the evening and she almost feels bad for him. “Nah, I doubt he’s the biggest loser… I’d still fuck him,” she appraises, giving him a wink, before her attention slides back to the brunette beside her. “Are you even wearing panties under that?” Elyse questions, eyeing the skin tight dress the brunette wears, unable to stop being curious about what she has on underneath and if Elyse would have easy access if she was able to convince her into the bathroom.

It was rare that another person’s laugh got any reaction out of Madison, but upon hearing the other woman’s Madison couldn’t help the smile forming on her lips. She was loud. Unapologeticly so. Uncaring of any turned heads, or weird looks. Madison found that very attractive. “Oh, always,” she agreed with the girl’s words. Madison would never be ashamed to admit to sleeping around. It was fun. Women are hot. She’s young. What was the harm? There were a lot of things Madison should probably be sorry for, enjoying causal sex with strangers was not one of them. Madison chuckled as the girl winked to the bartender. “If you do at least get some free drinks out of it. This is my fourth,” a playful grin on her face as she took a sip of the blue drink. Her next question is bold and upfront. A girl after Madison’s own heart. “Nope,” Madison answers matter of fact-ly. “And before you ask I’m not wearing a bra either. And the bathroom’s to our left.” No woman had to try very hard with Madison. She was openly a sure thing. 

[madisonxwarner]

Someone new who you wanna hook up with?

“Colby. She can speak french. It’s fucking hot.” 

@byassociatxn

[madisonxwarner]

Best sex you've had with a fellow Dayton citizen?

“Dylan. Definitely Dylan.”

@realdylanadams

[madisonxwarner]

who's next on your hit list now that shane is locked down? or are you still trying to get in her pants?

“Whoever catches my attention. I don’t really plan that sort of thing. As for Shane--If she wants to fuck my door’s open, but I’m not chasing her anymore.”

@realshanemartis

[madisonxwarner]

say one nice thing about meredith

Her girlfriend’s hot. “Her flower shop thing is cute, or whatever.” 

@meredithinbloom