#entriprises

[fyrewalks]

tfln ft @entriprises and nat

[text to: rooster bradshaw] hey sorry about saying i hate you [text to: rooster bradshaw] it was the vodka and icecream

[frthestars]

#a surprise starter for romeo and tommy, @entriprises

"Fucking hell," Tommy curses, heart racing as his fingers instinctively check that his towel is secured tightly around his waist. Screw him, apparently, for enjoying the privacy of his own home.

Muttering more curses as he goes, Tommy retreats up the stairs to the safety of his bedroom and pulls on the first shirt and sweats that he sees. Unfortunately, it's laundry day, which means he's left with a too-tight shirt and sweatpants that have seen better days.

"You or Andie have to start warning me when you're crashing on the couch," he grouses as steps back into his living room. "I could've been naked." Which is unlikely. He'd never actually risk it with Andie still living at home, but the threat feels good to make.

[strangewonderful]

oh my god liam and andie is never gonna happen. give up already. liam literally died — anon

this is literally tumblr dot com do you not have anything better to do with your life then send anon hate to people just living their lives? 🙄

[mcmorare]

@entriprises (neal) sent: doesn't it make you nervous to be in the same room with thousands of dollars worth of diamonds, and unable to touch them?

"Ah... no?" Arms are crossed, brows furrow slightly at the question. Enough times being scolded for breaking something or told not to touch things made her a bit more cautious when it comes to those things. Plus, diamonds aren't entirely her style anyways. "What, are you a kleptomaniac?"

[lvebug]

@entriprises' romeo said: 📱FOR A VOICEMAIL MY MUSE LEFT YOURS

"HEY, ROME!" andie's voice is all crackly on the other end of the phone from shouting over 40mph winds to be heard. she's got her phone jammed up between her cheek and shoulder as she swings after some guy honest to god running on air. it's neither the easiest way to swing or to hold a phone conversation, but oh, what can't new york think up? "SORRY I'M MISSING YOUR SHOW! THERE'S A—" TELEPHONE POLE! she drops her web to drop under it, "—BIT OF AN EMERGENCY, BUT IT'S ALL FINE!" holy shit this guy is fast. "JUST CALLING TO WISH YOU LUCK!" with her phone-arm (and while still traveling at breakneck speeds) she aims at running man and fires a web. it hits! "AH HA! LOVE YOU!"

[tornadotame]

@entriprises ( cathy carter ) said: “i’m just askin’!” cathy doesn’t turn her attention away from the dish she’s been scrubbing at. “i’m allowed to ask, ‘specially when you’re both under my roof.” she places one of the plates in the drying rack, humming, “but if it ain’t anything then it ain’t anything.”

“ mama! ” she squeaks her protest again, nearly dropping the napkin she had been folding into a neat little triangle, catching it before it flutters to the kitchen floor. there’s little hiding the raging flush spread across kate’s cheeks, creeping down towards her neck and chest in rosy splotches. kate’s gaze darts down with a pointed look to the brace wrapped around her knee, her mumble slipping out without any real thought behind it : “ it’s not like either one of us are very much fit for anythin’ right now. ”

KATE GASPS as if just realizing what she said, and promptly shuts her mouth. her head snaps towards the front window, wincing for a moment when her ear throbs and the world lurches nauseatingly to the left. she can just makes out tyler as he sits with his own braced leg propped up, supervising as the rest of the wranglers sort through what’s salvageable and what isn’t from his truck. she feels stupid, it’s not like he can hear her. still, she stares for what would probably be considered too long by any sort of reasonably sane person.

[wranglens]

“tyler owens!”

(from cathy ofc)

cue  tyler        who  was  ,      by  the  way  ,      blissfully  and  very  unworriedly  working  at  fixing  up  some  of  the  roping  around  his  truck's  anenometer    ,      without  any  nerves  in  his  stomach  whatsoever      (  a  thing  which  he  very  much  enjoyed  for  the  good  half  hour  he's  been  out  here  )        jumping  a  good  four  feet  up  in  the  air  ,      in  an  eerily  similar  manner  to  a  spooked  cat  .

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ❝        WHAT  ?!        ❞

he's  bent  double  .      holy  shit  .      he's  in  trouble  .      that's  it  ,      that's  all  it  can  be  .      he  totally  fucked  something  up  that  he  doesn't  even  know  yet  .      that's  ,      like  ,      two  thirds  of  his  full  name  ,      and  that's  enough  for  him  when  it's  kate's  mother  on  the  line  .      holy  shit  .

ㅤ❝        what  ?      sorry  ,      what  ?      oh  my  god  .      is  kate  okay  ?        ❞

╰ ゜UNPROMPTED .  /  𝙰𝙻𝚆𝙰𝚈𝚂 𝙰𝙲𝙲𝙴𝙿𝚃𝙸𝙽𝙶 .

[yes7erdays]

"Do you know what you need? You need a hobby." from mark

❛⠀ what do you think this is? ⠀❜ ⠀butting heads with space boy-scouts is just part of the programme. something she fits in between running head-first into trouble and trying out new restaurants with her friends, chapters in her never-ending quest to see everything.

just because she is better at this than they are, doesn’t mean this is her job. she is living proof that the ‘those who can’t do teach‘ is a stinking pile of bullshit! she teaches, and does everything better than anyone else in this goddamn galaxy. ❛⠀ and don’t go worrying about me, it’s just a little headache. almost dying has that effect on a gal. ⠀❜