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marley-hq·:

Then how would you propose you’d win???

If you break my heart, there certainly will be! xx

I’d be Joey without the flirting. I’d just be myself. I’m charming enough, right? (Right?)

In the words of the Backstreet Boys, I’ll never break your heart.

marley-hq·:

You’re not allowed to do it because if you wanna win, you have to flirt, and if you flirt with someone who isn’t me, I’ll lose my entire mind and probably move to another country. And then I’ll go to London and meet a London Boy to mend my wounds.

I would never.

Especially if you think you’d meet a London Boy. There’ll be no London Boys in your future. Sorry, babe.

#( marley. )#dash ( marley. )

austinsmythe·:

Reality TV isn’t really my thing, so I’ll just take your word on it. Other than that British cooking show. I watched some episodes when I was home sick last winter, and it was surprisingly comforting, but also really intense.

You watch so much of that British cooking show and yet, I don’t see you cooking for me. You should’ve learned something by now. I’m disappointed.

#( austin. )#dash ( austin. )

So, I ( well, Marley and I ) decided to give this show, The Circle, a go. We saw some talk about it on social media and, well, we needed to see what the big deal was. Needless to say, we were so into it that we binge watched the first three episodes and already have favorites and ones we hope to see win.

If you’ve seen it, who are your favorites? I’d ask if you’d do it, but we all know we all would. If you haven’t seen it, please do. It’s reality TV hell, guilty pleasure at its finest.

#ihq.starter

spencer on twitter.

#ihq.social #social media.#social media ( twitter. )

marley-hq·:

Thinking about doing a Throwback Thursday cover this week. It’s been awhile. Should I do old Jonas Brothers, old Taylor Swift, old Demi Lovato, or should I go back even further and do something from, I dunno - Britney Spears’ first album? Let me know.

I just filmed my Tuesday video and I’ve never been more excited about a cover, but I must admit, it’s not for professional reasons. It’s purely personal.

You didn’t do Baby One More Time. I’m sad.

#( marley. )#dash ( marley. )

puckhq·:

Today I learned, my kid is something called mensa. Which is dope, only I’m not really sure how she got into that. It’s not like her papa is a genius and her Mom isn’t the brightest either…no offence, she’s hot of course. Ether way I have to go to some special parents class on how to encourage super smart kids and that’s pretty lit.

I mean as long as she doesn’t become a total dweeb. But I’ll make sure she’s not, no Puckerman is gonna be set up to be a dork for life.

What if she’s a little of both? A little dorky but still a mini Puckerman. People think dorks are cute, you know. Dorks can be charming.

Congrats on the little one, though --- that’s a huge deal. 98th percentile is nothing short of amazing.

#( puck. )#dash ( puck. )

smythehq·:

Well a birthday occurred. Nothing eventful transpired other than a mediocre hook up, it wasn’t horrible though and over all, it wasn’t at all the worst birthday I’ve ever had. That said I still should do something big for living another year, maybe a night out on the town…VIP lounge, bottle girl…who’s in?

A mediocre hookup? Why does this always happen to you? VIP lounge and alcohol. You know I’m in.

#( sebastian. )#dash ( sebastian. )

marley-hq

F2F ➸ MARLEY & SPENCER.

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marley-hq·:

“Yeah, I think taking your shirt off would be the only way it’d work,” Marley laughed, bumping her shoulder against his, “So I won your birthday?” she teased, resting her head on his shoulder and pressing her lips against his jaw, “I love you so much,” she whispered, “What do you wanna do now? You’re the birthday boy, so that means you get to pick. That includes the music or what we watch on Netflix.”

“You’re just using me for my body.” Spencer whispered, his lips quirking into a teasing smirk, brow arched as he silently questioned her motives. “You definitely won my birthday” he nodded, glad that they were spending it together. Wrapping his arms around her, he sighed contently, happy to be sitting on his couch like this and without a damn care in the world. “I love you too, baby girl.” At her question, he hummed, “how about we stay like this for a little bit? We can order some food and then watch something on Netflix.” A pause. “A little Netflix and chill?”

#( marley. )#ftf ( marley. )

marley-hq

F2F ➸ MARLEY & SPENCER.

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marley-hq·:

Marley took his face in her hands and kissed his cheeks, wet with happy tears, “You are just the sweetest thing,” she whispered. “I think they’d look really sweet over the bed on each of our sides. I figure…I’m here so much that it just makes sense, and also like - whenever we decide to move in together, it’ll always remind us of where we started. And where we started really is…with this album, you know?” she rambled a bit, her cheeks pink. “I can help by…watching you do it and admiring your muscles,” she quipped, nuzzling his cheek. “What do you think about all that?”

Eventually... one day, they would move in together and the thought of these frames moving from his apartment to their place to remind them of this moment and how their story began? It made his heart skip a few beats. They will always have these lyrics, this album, the summer and fall of really getting to know one another. The frames would remind him every day of that. “A constant reminder of us...” he whispered, kissing the tip of her nose, “a reminder of this, of how everything started.” He bit his lip then smirked, quirking an eyebrow as he flexed his arms rather dramatically. “Is that right? Should I take off my shirt for maximum effect?” Really, the most important part to him was the fact that they could joke around like this. It felt natural and comfortable and, really, what more could he ask for?

#( marley. )#ftf ( marley. )

marley-hq

F2F ➸ MARLEY & SPENCER.

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marley-hq·:

Marley pulled him in and kissed him passionately - well, as passionately as she could with a box of cupcakes in her hand, “I love you,” she whispered. “i love you and I have stuff for you,” she said with a grin, gesturing to the gift bag, picking it up and letting herself into his place. She made herself comfy on the couch and opened her arms, “C’mere, c’mere,” she giggled, offering him the box and the bag. She was a little nervous about the gift itself, she knew the cupcakes would be an easy sell, but the other things were definitely more personal. “Open this note first,” she said, handing it to him, flushing from her cheeks to her chest.

Dear Spencer,

I wrote these over the last few weeks. There are about 25 of them. I know we try to spend every second together, but I also know that we’re busy and our lives are insane and sometimes things are hard. On the other hand, sometimes things are so overwhelmingly beautiful in this life, but we can’t share them together in the moment. These letters are for those moments. I love you more than I ever thought was possible. Happy birthday.

- M.

It’d been a while since he’d shared his birthday with someone he was dating and even then, sharing it with Marley felt different. It felt right. He loved her in every way; Marley just understood him and he felt comfortable with her... more comfortable than he’d ever felt with anyone else other than his family. And that was why he knew that he would love whatever she’d gotten him for his birthday --- it would be thoughtful, even more thoughtful than posting a cover of their song on his birthday telling the world that they were together.

When she handed him the note, Spencer drew his bottom lip between his teeth and opened it slowly. He sighed as he read what she’d written, biting down on his lip again to keep it from quivering. He’d already known that her presents would be thoughtful, but this went above and beyond that. There were envelopes that he could use as pick me ups during certain moments; he looked at all of the labels and smiled a little tearfully. Even when Marley wasn’t there with him, she’d be there anyway.

“I love you.” He repeated it a few times as he kissed her, “I’m in love with you. Thank you, babe.” There were still some unshed tears in his eyes that he wiped with the back of his hand. He was sure he would cry at some point during the day again, anyway.

“Are you gonna help me put them up in my room?” Spencer asked about the Lover framed quotes, knowing he didn’t need help. He was taller and could generally reach a larger area; but he still wanted to tease. “Or should we put them up here, in my living room, for all who come to see?”

#( marley. )#ftf ( marley. )

SPENCER 📲 ALTHEA.

ALTHEA: okay, that's fair. as long as you're willing to make those sacrifices...

ALTHEA: omg SHUT UP.

ALTHEA: ... maybe both?

SPENCER: I know what having a puppy would mean and I'm ready for that. I think I'm gonna spoil the shit out of it.

SPENCER: 😂

SPENCER: I would say I'm sorry for bringing it up, but I'm not because I knew it!

SPENCER: Definitely both.

#( althea. )#text ( althea. )

SPENCER 📲 EMBER.

EMBER: she's so beautiful I felt like crying

EMBER: and so fucking sexy

SPENCER: Things that are important to me.

SPENCER: Any other recommendations? I've been watching this Soundtrack show on Netflix, but... I'm not 100% feeling it.

#( ember. )#text ( ember. )

marley-hq

F2F ➸ MARLEY & SPENCER.

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marley-hq·:

LOCATION: Spencer’s apartment

TIMEFRAME: 1/14/2020, afternoon

OPEN TO: Spencer Smythe @spencersmythehq·

When Marley got to Spencer’s place, a gift bag in one hand and the cupcakes she’d ordered for him in the other, she placed the bag at her feet and knocked excitedly. This was the first birthday they’d spent with each other, and she’d taken a gigantic step that morning by making their relationship public with her cover that morning. She knew how excited he’d been, she knew that it was the best gift she could’ve given him, but she’d yet to see it on his face. Of course, she couldn’t help but bring him extra goodies to make the day that much more special. Part of her felt that it had to be too much, but she’d always been an above and beyond kind of person with those she loved, and she loved this guy so much and felt a kind of comfort she hadn’t felt before. She knew that with him, she was safe to be “too much.”

It was still relatively early, but Spencer had to admit this was already one of his favorite birthdays. He’d been taken by surprise when Marley posted her cover of Cornelia Street just for him, an indication that she was as in love with him as he was with her. If he was being honest, he’d shed a couple of tears, knowing that this meant that they were in a public relationship now and that she was comfortable enough to tell the world about them. “This is for my boyfriend, Spencer.” had been enough to make his heart soar. Knowing she was about to come over, he changed out of the clothes he’d been wearing in the morning and dressed into another button-up and some khakis. As soon as he saw her, he pulled her in for a kiss and whispered a soft “I love you” against her lips, his hands at the small of her back. “You’re amazing and I love you.”