#bethyhelps

[chosenswan]

i hope you're okay, kin-z <3

I’ll be okay, just a bit worried but nbd. Thanks <3

[elizabetholscns-blog]

iF OYU LIKE CAYUSING TROUBLE YP IN HOTEL ROOMS AND IKF YOU LIKE AHVING SECRET LITTLER RENDEZVOUS IF YOU LIEK TIO DO THE THINGS OYU KNOW THAT WE SHOUDL NT DO BABY I'M PERFECT BABTY I'N PERFECT FOR OYUU

i don’t think u understand how much i love u~

[brittpierceofrp-blog]

My full on writing mood kind of died with my attitude so to @bethyhelps and @como-rps I will be getting to your ask meme things as soon as everything comes back to me. 

[brittpierceofrp-blog]

[text] Seriously. I’m like, “Wait, we are actually talking about physics in the middle of sex and its ACTUALLY erotic because you’re so fucking intelligent I’m turned on?”

[text]: Santana, I get that we’re not together anymore and we’ve promised to be best friends still but I... I can’t handle you telling me about your sex life with other people. It’s not cool and it’s kinda rude. And although I’m a genius, physics still confuses me as well as a lot of things. 

[brittpierceofrp-blog]

“Please say you’ll be mine – forever maybe?”

Brittany had been resting on Santana’s bed, running her fingers through her girlfriends hair when Santana started talking. “Please say you’ll be mine – forever maybe?” Those words fell out of the other’s mouth so easily and at a random time in their life and Brittany knew as soon as those words were spoken she would always say yes to whatever the former wanted. 

“Although this wasn’t my ideal proposal, Santana, I will always be yours forever. You know that. I’ve told you before and I’ll tell you a million times more. You’re kinda it for me. Plus even Lord Tubbington thinks we’re super hot and I’m pretty sure Fabray wants a piece of this.” Brittany smirked as she sat up in bed, bringing her hands up to cup Santana’s face. “I love you, Santana. I’m yours, always.” 

[brittpierceofrp-blog]

[text] OH FUCK OH FUCK

[text] Considering you said something about baking cookies I’m guessing you either burnt the house down or cut off your finger. I’d rather hear you burnt the house. 

[jewelesjaywrites-blog]

Does my rabbit count? Because she’s being a little shit.

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