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hello ! i finally made my new blog so yeah. follow me here if you wanna !
hello ! i finally made my new blog so yeah. follow me here if you wanna !
hello ! i finally made my new blog so yeah. follow me here if you wanna !
might fuck around and make a new indie.
glossivr:
katrina was exhausted and cold, to say the least. she couldn’t believe her boyfriend and best friend actually dragged her out to investigate the black hills forest. all night, she tossed and turned to try and find a comfortable spot on her blanket. before, she knew it the sun was peeking through the trees and she let a groan escape her lips. she brought the blanket up to her face, trying to cover it from the sunlight. “stop yelling.” katrina muttered. bringing her body up, she looked up at the male standing in front of her. “what do you mean she’s gone?”
his eyes rolled as the female covered herself with the blanket again however instead of taking it away, jaxon stood back and waited for the girl to register his words. and she did, ten seconds after he would have liked her to realize. “i mean, she’s gone. katrina. she’s not here.” feet crushed small branches as he moved to the side, allowing his girlfriend to witness the blanket sasha should have been laid on her phone and camera had replaced her. “will you just get up? we need to go find her because i’ve already checked and she’s nowhere around here.”
snapchat —– 😘🤘
renaisscnces:
circe: oh, speak of the devil circe: lmao babe the shit she is saying about you rn, i’m definitely worried circe: !!! she is going OFF omg no way am i blocking her circe: she saw some juicy pics tho circe: the fbi must be looking at your cloud and thinking ‘wow this dude is getting some fiiiiine pussy’
samuel: ok what samuel: uhhhh what is she saying samuel: hey no you’re supposed to be my friend samuel: what tf is she saying samuel: can you stop lmao ur gonna make it worse. samuel: ok well i’m not anymore tho am i
fcturehearts:
if isabella were to be completely honest, working for a multi billionaire is not the life she envisioned for herself, but she was always taught that if an opportunity arises she was to grab it with both hands and so that’s exactly what she did. a gleaming smile on red tainted lips, a glorious reference and a sweet twirl of hair around dainty fingers and the job practically fell into her hands as if she’d planned that all along. it’s been a few weeks now since she’s started and so far, this job really has been a blessing. and maybe, that’s due to the pay, maybe it’s due to how well she gets on with her boss, but also maybe the redhead whose now calling after her has something to do with that factor. ‘ oh .. hey ! ‘ she calls out almost in shock as she spins on her heels to now be facing him. there’s a smirk tugging onto plump petals at his words, hair twirling around her finger as a soft laugh tumbles past glossy lips. but it’s soon followed with a tilt of her head to the left ever so slightly in confusion. ‘ hookey ? is that what you’re calling it now ? ‘ she teases with yet another laugh.
working with his father was literal hell and every month he prayed that maybe the man would cut him some slack this time and tell him that he didn’t have to work it never happened, every month he would practically become his father’s slave. the word choice was a little extreme, but oliver was always one for being dramatic. when isabella started, his father’s place of work became the male’s favourite place to go and so he pretended to be interested in working with his dad in the future when all he really wanted was to get to know his newest employee and it was incredibly obvious as whenever she walked by, the red head would break eye contact with whoever he was speaking to just to watch her go or he would leave a meeting after realising she had arrived, today was no different. “wow.” he mumbled, with an eyebrow raise. “you have a knack for making innocent words sound dirty.” he glanced at the female’s ruby red lips before looking away. better not he thought, his father would kill him if he tried something. moving further into the room, oliver threw himself in the chair that was situated opposite the desk and placed his feet on top of it. “so,” he began looking back at her. “is this like, a job you actually wanted to do? or did my dad hire you specifically to catch my attention and make me wanna work with him properly instead of just for a week?”
snapchat —– 😘🤘
renaisscnces:
circe: lmaoooo circe: i worry about you sometimes jfc circe: angry text? lol i’m not dealing with your bs ex ok she’s getting b l o c k e d circe: this is all on your tho rly you just had to hold onto my nudes in case of emergencies, right?
samuel: no need to worry abt me samuel: im cool. im good. samuel: ok that’s good just block her straight away samuel: don’t say anything! samuel: no omg i just forgot i had them
snapchat —– 😘🤘
samuel: so guess who’s single again samuel: please remind me to delete your nudes from my phone whenever i get a new gf samuel: she didn’t believe that the photo was like six months old samuel: and i even tried to tell her you’re in a relationship and she still won’t believe me samuel: my bad if you get any angry texts from her
for ( @hqneys ) !
when the blonde arrived at the hospital, kieran was laid on the bed with charley as she held their newborn child, it had been a hectic nine months with more drama than he would have ever expected but none of that matters anymore, his little girl was born and the red head couldn’t be happier. the two had just began thinking of names when joanie walked in and the male’s smile widened before hopping out of the hospital bed and kissing both charley and his child on the head, whispering to the mother of his child that he’d be back soon. “hey, baby!” he greeted his girlfriend, ushering her out of the room so they could talk and charley could sleep. “i’m so glad you made it!”
normani for puma
hqneys:
ruthie soon realized that she had said too much; she was so close to having him drop the subject, but she had tried too hard to make it believable. “i don’t know what you’re talking about.” she took a defensive stance as she spoke, arms crossing over her chest. “i’m not lying.” she so desperately wanted this conversation to be over, but she knew oliver well enough to know that he wasn’t going to let this go; not now, not ever. a heavy sigh tumbled from her lips as he grabbed her hands and pulled her into an empty room. once in the room, she found herself shying away once again, arms wrapping around herself in a self-conscious manner. while she had opened up a lot to oliver, this was one part of her that she hadn’t revealed to him yet. she had wanted to, but the idea of being that vulnerable with him terrified her; not only that, the memory of her abusive father scarred her, leaving her with ptsd that she never quite dealt with. while things were improving, she still often suffered from nightmares and flashbacks. “i ” the dark-haired girl began, eyebrows furrowing. she couldn’t meet his eye, and instead looked downwards at her shoes. “i’ve never told you this before, but before my parents kicked me out, my dad was really abusive. drinking sent him into this horrible rage, and he was _always _drinking. i tried my best to keep my sibling’s out of his reach, so i was usually his target.” she explained, her face hot with embarrassment and shame. why did she feel this way? it’s not like it was her fault. “i took my sibling’s out over the weekend and when i brought them back, my dad was absolutely plastered like, more drunk than i’ve ever seen him before, and he got mad at me for taking them out without his permission, so…” she pointed towards her black eye with a shrug. “this happened. i’m okay, though. i promise.”
even though the male had no idea who had hurt ruthie, he would have never guessed that it was her own family the people that are supposed to love and care for her. if he had to take a wild guess at what happened, oliver, with much regret, would have assumed that perhaps one of his friends had gotten a little too handsy with her after finding out the two had broken up and after ruthie rejected them, they’d gotten a little violent. that’s what he would’ve guessed if the brunette hadn’t told him the truth he would leave and go pay a visit to whoever had been flirting with the female recently. eyebrows furrowed and fists clenched while ruthie explained what had been happening her entire life. getting up from the table he was perched on, oliver began pacing running his fingers through his hair, wondering how anyone could lay a hand on somebody so delicate. “i’m sorry.” the male whispered for the first time after ruthie had finished speaking. “i wish i’d met you earlier and i could have taken you away from all that.” suddenly oliver stopped his pacing, trying to process the female’s words was making him dizzy. walking over to her, he cupped the girl’s chin, forcing her to look up at him and when his eyes caught hers, he lightly took hold of her hands once again. “you don’t deserve that and i’m sorry that it happened. but i promise you, baby that he’s not gonna get away with it... i promise.” oliver pulled the female into a hug for the second time that day and placed a kiss on the top of her head. he wasn’t an extremely violent person, sure he’s gotten in a few fights over the years but ruthie’s explaining her situation was the first time oliver has ever thought about killing somebody. “you know what?” he began, pulling the female off him. “i love you too much to let you live in that apartment on your own, it’s not safe. you’re gonna move in with me, okay? no excuses. besides... my mom misses you too.” he added with a slight grin.
for ( @glossivr ) based ! [ the first bullet]
the first thing jaxon did after waking up was check his phone, raising his eyebrows in surprise that he had woken up after midday, it took a minute for him to remember that the three of them were still awake well after 5am, taking photos deep in the heart of the black hills forest and speaking to some teenagers that were also hanging around. the sun in his eyes also forced him to remember that the group must have been so tired they had fallen asleep on just their blankets, forgetting to put up the tent. he stood up, needing to stretch his legs and that was when he noticed katrina still asleep beside him but he couldn’t see the other female. sliding his shoes on, jaxon jogged down to the small stream that wasn’t too far from where they set up camp, maybe sasha had just gone to explore? however she wasn’t there either and once the male had gotten back to the still sleeping girl, he noticed both sasha’s phone and camera laid underneath her blanket there was no way that she would go anywhere without either of those. “shit,” jaxon spoke aloud, the panic beginning to settle in. he crouched down and pulled the blanket off katrina. “get the fuck up, kitty! have you woken up at all since we fell asleep at 5am? because i just woke up now and sasha is literally nowhere in sight and i’m hoping you know where she is.”
ripetogether:
OPEN STARTER. wanted: f/nb. friend.
“hey, can we talk for a sec?” drew caught her on her way back from the bathroom, after being filled with fear that maybe she’d left early and she’d completely missed her opportunity to talk with her properly. they’d spoken briefly when she’d came off stage, but the buzz and excitement had meant it was left at ‘congrats’ and ‘thanks’. she wasn’t going to let that happen again. “look, i’m really glad you came, ‘cause i’ve been trying to work up the courage to actually be honest with you…” she started, crossing her arms. she didn’t know why she felt so nervous, she didn’t usually with girls, but this one she wasn’t sure about. when they’d met drew had believed her when she said she was totally straight, but things had been different lately. “look, let me know if i’m off base but i think there’s something here and i’m sick of worrying about if i’m being too forward. are you into me? because i’m sure as fuck into you and even if you’re just here to be a supportive friend, that’s cool, i just…” she was rambling at this point, speaking just to make the moment before possible rejection last longer. “i don’t know.”
watching the show from backstage was amazing, gracie was having the time of her life between drinking and dancing around with the band’s crew, the female didn’t want the night to end. she was immensely proud of drew for fulfilling her dream and wanted to support her every step of the way. but then the show had finished and reality kicked in, she congratulated her on such an amazing night and then drew left, needing to go to the bathroom. that quick twenty second conversation had the female’s hands shaking, drew made her heart beat quicker than it ever had before differently too. and that terrified her, it scared her because the last time gracie felt this way about a girl, she was sixteen and tried to confide in her mother, just for the older woman to tell her that girls are only supposed to feel that way about boys and that there must be something wrong with her. the red head wanted to leave, she wanted to go home and bury her head into a pillow, she didn’t want to think about drew anymore. and so gracie was about to pick up her car keys when she heard a voice, a voice that was like music to her ears spinning around to face the pink haired bombshell, she nodded slightly, telling the female it was okay for them to talk. gracie could feel how clammy her palms were becoming as drew continued talking and so she rubbed her hands on her jeans, couldn’t let the other know she was nervous, right? hazel eyes widened as the girl before her admitted her feelings so brazenly, oh how gracie wishes she could do the same. but instead, like always, she took the coward’s way out. “haven’t we spoken about this before?” the female asks, a small amount of attitude laces her voice. “you’re gorgeous, honey. you know that and you’re an excellent kisser.” gracie complimented, eyes lingering on the other’s lips. “but i’m not into girls... we’re just having fun, i thought you knew that?” it disgusted her just how easily these lies fell from her lips, it wasn’t just fun if it was just fun, seeing drew getting flirty with other girls wouldn’t feel like a heart attack. but lying was gracie’s only way to protect herself.
hqneys:
when this had first happened, the one and only person she wanted to tell was oliver. but she couldn’t ( or was it just that she wouldn’t? ) because she had told herself she’d no longer let herself be vulnerable, especially when it came to oliver. a deep sigh fell from her lips as he grabbed at her hand, all movement stopping; she had known he wouldn’t let her go so easy, but a small part of her hoped that he would. she reluctantly turned her head to look at him, knowing he now had a perfect view of her black eye. ruthie felt a twinge in her heart as he called her baby, and her tough exterior faded momentarily. she wished things weren’t so complicated between them right now. his string of questions did overwhelm her, and found herself struggling to find words. she couldn’t tell him the truth, so what could she say instead? “i’m fine.” she assured the male, though who was she really trying to convince oliver or herself? “i’m serious i’m fine. it’s no biggie. i just ran into the door at home. you know how clumsy i am.” whether it was a momentarily lapse of judgement or the longing she held for oliver, ruthie found herself melting into his touch. she almost wrapped her arms around him in turn before she realized what she was actually about to and she instead took a step back from his grip. “i’m fine.” she insisted. “look, i’m gonna be late for class. i should go.”
the moment he wrapped his arms around the female’s small frame he regretted it, not because he was no longer concerned about her well-being but because he missed her. he missed the scent of her shampoo, he missed the way their bodies fit together when they hugged and most of all, oliver just missed being with her. he shouldn’t have allowed his father to manipulate him into going on a fake date. he nodded when she laughed and told him that she was fine, it was almost believable. oliver almost laughed too, he almost called her an idiot and was about to remind her to look where she was walking however something about the girl’s explanation felt weird to him, it was almost like ruthie was trying too hard to convince him that she had walked into the door and trying to persuade him that her injury was completely innocent meant that it wasn’t an accident, someone had hurt her and she was lying because she wanted to avoid the topic. but oliver wasn’t going to let the situation slide that easily, if someone hurt her he was going to make sure they never got the chance to do so again. as ruthie pulled away from him, the red head began to clench and unclench his fists he was angry but he didn’t want to show ruthie that as she would continue to downplay the severity of the situation to avoid oliver getting into trouble. “you ran into a door?” he asked with a humourless laugh. “first of all, i know when you’re lying, baby and two: if you’re gonna lie to me, don’t use the same classic movie excuse.” reaching out for her hands again, the male pulled her into an empty room closing the door behind them. “now are you gonna tell me what really happened, or am i just gonna have to find out myself? and that won’t be pretty.”
based.
he hated working with his father, all the red head wanted to do was reap the benefits of having a multi billionaire dad but unfortunately his father forced him to work with him at least once a month. however, this time was different a few weeks ago, oliver met his father’s new assistant and unlike his past few pa’s, they were around oliver’s age and beautiful. of course, he introduced himself and spent the entire day flirting with them and now he was back, hopefully to continue their amorous banter. his father was confused at his son’s second appearance but the boy told him he wanted to learn about the business a little more, only to brush off the older man as soon as he saw the assistant walking into their office. “hey!” the red head yelled slightly, slipping into the office before the door could close. “so we hit it off the other week, right? ready to be bad and play hookey with me?”