♣: Here, have a dirty letter
To Oscar...

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♣: Here, have a dirty letter
To Oscar...
♣ ✉ ✍ - Oscar
✍: For what my muse has written about yours in their diary.
Dear Diary,
Fucking hell, kissing him makes me smile. You don’t even understand. It was just a fuck at the start but then there were these little things, like kissing his neck as I fucked him or how our fingers just fit together as we fucking. I really really like him and I don’t care if I only met him today, I don’t want anybody else to have him. The thought of him saying someone else’s name as he orgasms makes me want to vomit. Char was reading me some weird facts once and now there’s one that really stands out to me; The first kiss is really important in relationships because it’s natures way of saying whether you work together. Kissing is an exchange of hormones and it like, basically makes you realise whether you suit or not and fuck I really like kissing him. From Carter x
✉: For a regular letter about anything from my muse.
Hey Oscar,
So apparently I like Camp Rock now, and the Jonas Brothers, and Demi Lovato, and Taylor Swift. Char bought me all the CD’s. If you meet her, punch her for me then tell he she’s a stupid lesbian. Did I ever tell you that the cocktail I made you was called Fuck Me From Behind? I’m a funny fucker aren’t I. Funny fucker. Okay I’ll stop now I’m sorry. I had to buy a new shirt because your cum won’t come out of it. See you whenever I see you Bye babe x
bastardxbitches replied to your post: i just imagine that carter would be the type where...
can i cry rn or
let us cry together bby
i just imagine that carter would be the type where if him and oscar were having a conversation, if the conversation started to drift off or show signs or turning into an argument, carter would just kiss him
Up All Night||Zayn&Destiny
Saturday night had come around again and after endless finals for the past week, the Queen Supreme had ordered a celebration, one Zayn couldn't refuse. After all the stress from the hours upon hours of testing, he wasn't going to turn down a beer or two, maybe a good fuck or just a blow from some girl at Stanley's Bar and the rest of the boys were feeling much the same.
They took Liam's car, obviously, since he was the only one who wouldn't be drinking that night. It was like any other weekend but with the burden of finals off their shoulders after it had been smashed into their heads that they had to pass these if they wanted to go anywhere in life. Zayn didn't have the ties that the Queen Supreme had and he actually had to work for his grades, though Louis did work for his grades in...other ways.
It was a rather warm night and so the boys had taken the top off Liam's convertible, raising their hands in the air as if trying to catch the sky, feeling it slip between their fingers until they reached their destination. They parked and then climbed out of the car and people were already looking, how could they not?
Once entering the building, they were greeted by the bartender who served them all the usual. Plastic cup in hand, Zayn took a sip of his beer, leaning against the bar and allowing his eyes to wander over the crowd of people, knowing fully he couldn't go after any of them until Louis picked one out, which would take a while because he was actually rather picky.
That's when his eyes set on her. A girl dancing to the music, trapped in her own little world it seemed and she was the most beautiful girl he had ever seen.
bastardxbitches replied to your post: someone ship with me plz
whispers isabelle and zayn i ship them and regret nothing
this is gr8 cuz im definitely liking kiera and leon rn omg