Carry your past with you.

"Where I come from, you carry your past with you." [ indie biff mcintosh rp ] Tracking: preppymcintosh Disclaimer: Gifs and icons used on this blog are not my own unless it is stated otherwise. I am not affiliated with Chace Crawford, any of his works, or...

[winteroroctober]

gossip girl week ♥ 

 day 2 ♡ your otp 

 ∟ serenate - “Serena, you’re the most beautiful, amazing, alive person I’ve known.”

[notjustanotherdiva-blog]

formerheadcheerio

[eternalabsolution]

"Do I look like a maid?" Is the first inquiry out of her mouth as she raises her eyebrow at him, cocking her head. "Obviously someone thought you needed to get laid, because that’s why I’m here. I got a call, was given an address and viola." So, there may or may not be times when she prostitutes on the side. Don would throw a bitch fit if he knew, which is why she does it on the down low.

[preppymcintosh]

At her inquiry, his gaze trails down her appearance, his brow up in question. "A poorly dressed maid with an attitude," he responds, his now narrowed gaze focused on her eyes. Biff scoffs, pushing off of the wall and squaring his shoulders. "As if I'd need a prostitute. If I needed a good fuck, I have my own phonebook of women I would refer to." He peeks his head out the door and glances around. Is this a practical joke? "So, who called you over here? Am I being punked? Where's Ashton?" He questions, unamused.

[pruehalliwel]

[preppymcintosh]

"I don't recall ordering a woman on my doorstep," he cocked an eyebrow, leaning against the wall next to the door, which he held to keep only slightly open. "If you're in attempt to sell me anything, I'm not interested. Unless you're the maid I called for about an hour ago, then I suggest you turn around and never look back."

[mlderscully]

[beauty-makesmesmile]

Photoshoots - 26-29/50 favorite pictures of Chace

[preppymcintosh]

"What do you mean I'm   not allowed in there? Do   you even know who I am?"

[mlderscully]

[saintsandsinnersx-blog]

        Adelaide shrugged her shoulders, wondering how to answer that question. “Likes, dislikes, deepest darkest fears?” Adelaide offered with lame intention, sighing quietly and pushing her slender fingers through her hair. “I honestly have no idea. The last relationship I was in didn’t really pan out all that well,” the brunette shrugged, her fingers finding more amusement in the fabric of her dress as she found a loose thread. 

[preppymcintosh]

         Biff gave her a look. "Deepest darkest fears, really?" He watched carefully as she played with her dress, sighing softly and scratching the back of his head. "Well, we'll manage something. I've never been quite great with relationships. We're going to need to explain to my family that you're that one woman who can finally manage to hold me together," he rolled his eyes, glancing at her from the corner of his eye.

[preppymcintosh]

biff you needs a better theme why is yours so plain

[saintsandsinnersx-blog]

       ”I promise I won’t publicly humiliate you.” Adelaide had never been the type to do that to anyone before and she wasn’t going to start now. No matter how much he worked his way beneath her skin and pulled every nerve of irritation to the forefront. When he glanced in her direction and her gaze met his, she was surprised to hear the plea leave him. “Okay, I’ll stay. Is there anything I need to know?” 

[preppymcintosh]

         Biff hummed quietly in response, shifting in his seat and leaning his head back. "I'm trusting you on that." Anything else he'd want him to do though, he'd oblige. It's all he could do for her after having made her angry far too many times, and the fact that she was doing him this favor was out of the question. He glanced over at her and shrugged, pressing his lips together. "What are couples supposed to know about each other?" He wasn't great at keeping up with his past relationships, which they all ended with a bad note. Biff had been called horrible things, which he'd gotten frustrated with, but he knew well enough that he deserved it. It's been far too long since he's been in a genuinely happy relationship and he'd somewhat forgotten what they're supposed to know about each other.

[saintsandsinnersx-blog]

       Her low laugh echoes within the confines of the limo and Adelaide shakes her head slowly. “I’d never dream of killing you - maybe I’d dream of you walking around in your underwear as a form of humiliation, but never killing.” Adelaide lifts her hand to brush her dark hair behind her ear, chewing on the inside of her cheek then. “Are you sure you really want me to go along with this?” 

[preppymcintosh]

          "That is off the list as well. Please spare me the public humiliation," he grumbled, shaking his head. How he's managing to put up with her this long was a mystery to him, but the brunette wasn't much of a bother anymore. His eyes fluttered open and he turned his head to her, his blue orbs locking onto her eyes. "Stay," he said softly, a hopeful tone in his voice.

[saintsandsinnersx-blog]

       ”Anything?” She raises a brow at him as she leans back in the seat and tries to allow herself to get comfortable. “I’m not your sweetheart,” she’s quick to remind him because he’s made it abundantly clear he wants nothing to do with her in that sense. They’re friends. A friend can help another friend out without this becoming too much of a thing. “I’m keeping the dress when this is over.”

[preppymcintosh]

           "Anything that does not involve killing me or getting me bankrupt," he warned her with narrowed eyes. Biff bit his inner cheek and shrugged his shoulders, looking out the window. "You haven't exactly told me to stop calling you so," he pointed out, closing his eyes as he dozed off slightly. "Keep it for as long as you want, I have no use for it," he muttered softly.

[saintsandsinnersx-blog]

       With a roll of her eyes, she really had no choice but to follow after him as he took her hand and pulled her out of the club. “I swear, you’re going to owe me so big for this one.” She sighs and allows him to push her into the back of the limo - a vehicle she’s never really seen the inside of before. “Jesus, why does anyone need something this big to ride around in?” 

[preppymcintosh]

           "Yes, whatever, I'll do anything you want me to do after this." Biff closed the door and explained the directions to his driver before rolling up the partition and leaning back against the seat. He sighed softly and turned his head to her, arching his eyebrow. "Just relax and enjoy the ride, sweetheart."

[saintsandsinnersx-blog]

      “Tonight?! Biff!” Her hand flies out to smack his shoulder before she can think otherwise. “Do you seriously leave EVERYTHING to last minute?” Adelaide sighed, combed her fingers through her hair before shrugging. “I guess, if we’re going to do this, then you have to take me to get a dress now.” She at least thought she’d have some time to mentally prepare herself.

[preppymcintosh]

           "Wha-- Ow!" He grimaced at the impact, rubbing his shoulder. "I thought if I didn't mention anything, I'd keep you from panicking for a while." Biff rolled his eyes and reached out to grasp her hand, beginning to drag her outside. "Then we've got no time to waste."

[saintsandsinnersx-blog]

     Her brows furrowed. “You want to do this now? I’m not… taking you away from anything? When, exactly, do you need this date for?” Adelaide heard herself firing question after question at him, unable to keep her curiosities to herself. 

[preppymcintosh]

           "No, what would make you think that?" Biff stared at her in confusion before faltering at her last question, clearing his throat and sliding his hands into his pockets. "I don't know… Tonight," he mumbled quietly.

[saintsandsinnersx-blog]

        “I don’t need much, just a dress. I doubt I have anything in my closet that would appease your family,” Adelaide responded, a teasing lilt remaining in her tone as she looks up at him. Not missing the way he steps closer to her, her gaze falling to his hand as he holds it out to her. Her brow raised, Adelaide chuckles and wraps her tiny hand around his own larger one, shaking it. 

[preppymcintosh]

           He actually preferred her to dress the way she usually would at formal parties; although as much as he wanted her just be herself, he wouldn't want her to feel like an outsider. "I'm sure we'll find something." Biff smirked at her small hand and shook it firmly. "So then, I've got my limo out front. I know of a certain place I could bring you to so you can find a dress."