#barbies1x1

[katplots-blog]

So I currently owe three replies, and although I should do them now I'm super sorry but I'm so tired after work I need to sleep so I will get them done tomorrow after work, sorry!!!

[maliksrps-blog]

"I wish I’d never met you." sending you more because i loved the first!

Aspen rolled her eyes, making sure Hudson could see it. “Oh, so you think you’re enjoyable?” She scoffed, her arms crossing in front her chest, trying to shake Hudson’s hand off of her upper arm as he led her through the hotel. “You’re no picnic either, pal.” He frowned, “I would sleep with both eyes open tonight because kidnapping me isn’t easily forgiven, sir.”

[miranda1x1s]

♣ ✘

✘ for an unsent text

[3:18pm] you're a good nanny but i still hate you most of the time

♣ for a drunk message

[2:39am] i hate you but i really want you to fuck the shit out of me and that's not fair :(

[fleurdelecours]

Tagged

You can tell a lot about someone by the type of music they listen to. Hit shuffle on your iPod, phone, Media Player etc. and write down the first 20 songs. Then pass this onto 10 people! One rule: no skipping!

Tagged by: padfootswriting

Fluorescent Adolescent - Arctic Monkeys

Poet - Bastille

Toothpaste Kisses - The Maccabees

Problem - Natalia Kills

Fight Light A Girl - Emilie Autumn

Hallelujah - Rob Houchen & Anton Zetterholm

Ivy & Gold - Bombay Bicycle Club

Love You Like A Love Song - Sami (cover)

Something That We're Not - Demi Lovato

Jenny - Walk The Moon

Don't Let Me Be Lonely - The Band Perry

One Song Glory - Aaron Tveit

Happily - One Direction

Girls - The 1975

Poison & Wine - The Civil Wars

Act Two - Les Mis London Cast

She - Ed Sheeran

Oxford Comma - Vampire Weekend

Make You Feel My Love - Adele

How To Be A Heartbreaker - Marina & The Diamonds

[maliksrps-blog]

"You’re too good for me."

Aspen rolled her eyes, giving Hudson one of the most sassiest looks she could muster. She was never good at being sassy, though, so she could only image how ridiculous she looked. “Well duh. You’re a drug dealer.” She huffed, crossing her arms in front of her chest. “But no matter what you say, I’m not leaving you.” She said, her tone stern and raising her eyebrows up high as if to say that there was nothing that he could say to make her move from the spot and leave him because that was really the last thing she ever wanted to do.

[hicohen]

     --- -- -   The relentless sound of a phone vibrating against a cluttered nightstand had been plaguing Cohen Porter and wouldn't cease despite his internal pleadings. He had hoped burying himself deeper into the covers and closer to Logan would have blocked it out, but a small groan proved that it failed. Between their lifestyles and schedules, they were often alone until becoming reunited in the late hours of the night. If Cohen had passed out first, Logan was usually tasked with unfurling him from the covers he had burrowed into, should he want any for himself. Cohen groggily knew that this was his cue to surrender, and in doing so he was rewarded with the warmth of his beloved to curl into. The effort it took to untangle himself from sheets and limbs often convinced Cohen to fall back asleep, but sleep just wouldn't come. Huffing, Cohen rolled over and placed a small kiss to Logan's temple before grudgingly freeing himself.       Plucking his phone from the nightstand, Cohen meandered to the kitchen, turning the phone off in the process. Whatever it was could wait. The blonde stifled a yawn as he measured out the coffee to get it started. He soon plopped down into a chair, resting crossed arms upon the kitchen table and his head upon them. He stared down the coffee pot, its slowness taunting him. Cohen reached out a limb towards the remote and flicked the television on only to be greeted by an overly cheery weather person. When the coffee finally finished, he arose and fetched a mug to make himself a cup, but it slid out of his grasp when the newest gossip appeared in the pop culture section. It shattered, much like his hope of not having to deal with that all over again. The picture flashed onto the screen and the bitter reality stung once more. Stepping over the broken glass, he lowered himself back into the chair to watch with fresh horror before cradling his head into his hands. No was the only thought echoing over and over in his head. Not again.