#brotctochcp

[whiitlock-blog]

Clears his throat, then shouts, "ESME! JAYMES BROKE YOUR VASE!" eat shit nitwitlock #B))))

“Yeah? Well guess what, I’m gonna break your neck for snitching on me, you asshat.”

[vengefulrose-blog1]

@brotctochcp​ || continued from here 

She stood before him, their noses almost touching. Dark hues snuck a glance at his lips before they settled on his eyes that happened mirrored hers. Rosalie remained silent, at war with herself and Emmett. For weeks she had been isolating herself, pushing Emmett away and locking herself in their bedroom. She had been selfish, not thinking that what she was doing would be hurting him. Rose opened her mouth to speak, eyebrows furrowing together as she tried to string a sentence together. “--It’s Mother’s Day, Em.” Her voice was barely a whisper, eyes closing to avoid looking at her husband. “It’s just another reminder of something we can’t have. I just wish...I wish I was human.”

[whiitlock-blog]

"Teacher told me to use dandelion in a sentence. I replied with: The cheetah is faster dandelion" nudge, nudge, NUDGING HARDER. #omfg

“....”

“The door’s that way, buddy. Take yourself and your lame puns outta here.”

[vengefulrose-blog1]

"If you were a fruit you'd be a 'fine' apple" queue in a wink and a corny smirk. #LMAO

She’s quick to cover her face, hiding the smile that had managed to creep onto her plump lips at her husband’s excuse of a pick up line. “--I love you, Emmett. But we both know you can do better than that.”

[noviscordearchive-blog]

Emmett sauntered on in, a huge watermelon in his grasp. He then set it down on the counter and spoke, "Guess you can say I'm feelin' a little...'melon'choly". #jfcemmettdnt

she blinks, unsure of what to say. ❝ and people say i’m weird. ❞

[whiitlock-blog]

brotctochcp replied to your post:" do you not trust me? " -Amara

THE FUCK U MEAN NOT YOUR BROTHER?!

o shit fam

[whiitlock-blog]

wanna go on a picnic? alpaca punch -- i mean lunch. #lmaowot

“Only if I can feed you a knuckle sandwich.”