#gracefulhaley

[micahofengland-blog]

❝❞

send ❝❞ for a long fucking winded text

[txt]: omg grace[txt]: just ran into this girl i used to hook up with right [txt]: like we both reached for the same bundle of bananas [txt]: like wtf straight out of a goddamn romcom [txt]: anyways she’s still hot as fuck and I froze right[txt]: like forgot how to speak, carter lookin like a dumb ass bitch right here ok[txt]: long story short [txt]: she reminded me that I left a jacket there[txt]: like my FAVORITE jacket[txt]: and she’s going away this weekend [txt]: CAN U HELP ME BREAK INTO HER PLACE AND GET IT [txt]: i’ll repay you.. like.. in sex

[angclflorist-blog]

💤

‹ ¶           They had planned a day to watch new things on Netflix and gossip, but the latter event never occurred. The two had gotten so absorbed in Orange is the New Black, a show Ángel had never seen but was fast to be obsessed with, that they forgot to do much more than their introductory catch-ups for the evening. Almost immediately after the audio had started for the first episode, they were bundled up on the couch with eyes locked on the screen. Hours of laughter and merriment ensued, though the sun was going down and Ángel had a long day before their platonic date. Now, he was losing consciousness. 

   ¶           Warmth bloomed up from his stomach as he was lulled to sleep by the increased sound of his own breathing. Grace had laughed about something on the screen beside him. Sleepily, he let out a chuckle despite not knowing even a little bit about what subject had caused it in the first place. The mirthful air left his body and he slumped over to his side, effectively placing his head on her lap. Fingers carded through his hair. It elicited a satisfied purr, then he was completely out. ›

[angclflorist-blog]

💓+Luke, ✮+Tristan, 回, ✦

💓 - And a name to ask if they would start a relationship with them.

‹ ¶           ❝Don’t put me on the spot like this!❞ Ángel exclaimed. He shifted in his seat and fixed his shirt nervously, eyeing Grace carefully. Of course she would ask him the questions he didn’t feel like answering. ❝Y-yes, I suppose I would. He…he is barely okay with the whole idea of me being attractive in his eyes. He’s in no shape for a relationship with a man.❞ ›

✮- And a name to hear their real feelings for them.

‹ ¶           He pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose. The features on his face were crossed, troubled. ❝I love Tristan. That never stopped, and I don’t think it ever will even if he pushed me out of his life for good,❞ he said finally, fingers interlocked in front of him. ❝And maybe I’m still in love with him; I don’t know. When I think about him, my brain is reduced to a broken record that can’t do much more than sing his name. It’s, admittedly, a little unsettling.❞ ›

回 - For a phobia they have.

‹ ¶           ❝I’m deathly afraid of being validated. I think a huge part of me fears the idea of me someday actually liking myself.❞ ›

✦ - For a guilty pleasure.

‹ ¶           ❝Disco music. Let’s keep this between us.❞ ›

[aizabodek]

Aiza/Grace!

controls the remote grace. always has her damn tv lineup ready for every night of the week.

controls the furnace Aiza, she enjoys the apartment being habitable by polar bears.

makes nachos at 2 am aiza, don’t keep her from her late night munchies. 

really really likes Candy Crush grace, plays it at 8pm every night

drinks directly from the orange juice jug aiza, she’s casual about it

tracks mud inside the house grace, even if aiza insists on a welcoming mat.

takes the kids out of school early to go to a baseball game grace, aiza is the strict parent

does crafts and leaves them half-finished on the table aiza, she insists they’ll be finished but the puzzle of disney world has been on the table since christmas

broke the toaster and lied about it grace. insisted metal in the microwave was their toddler’s doing.

[micahofengland-blog]

[text]: What's Spanish for "I shouldn't have worn these underwear to work?" / [text]: Drinking from the bottle. In bed. Making dinosaur noises. Oh man.

[text]: uh...sacapuntas? [text]: i don’t know spanish.. [text]: don’t tell me you wore granny panties 

[text]: why the fuck was I not invited [text]: I make the best dinosaur noises..and I have vodka

[itsjustace-blog1]

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even more fucking text memes

send ❝❞ for a long fucking winded text

text: I know that you’re probably working or minding your business but I need to ask you this, do you remember this stupid fat kid from school that used to steal your dolls? I just walked past him and he asked for you and I thought I would tell him that you’re still around but then I remembered how he used to bully you so if you walk past him, I’m sorry if he recognizes you, you’re not mad at me, are you? I know I shouldn’t have said anything and this message may be really stupid but I needed to take some weight off my shoulders by telling you this. text: before you ask, yes I’m doped

[aizabodek]

❦

❦ - Changing clothes facing away, showing off their back

Aiza had invited Haley over for a few drinks, she had a late shift at the department and was looking forward to the blonde’s company. She immediately texted the girl to come over and they spent the night sharing stories, laughs and wandering fingertips. When Aiza convinced Haley to spend the night, seeing as the bottle was gone and they were cracking their second one open she didn’t feel comfortable with the other driving. She tugged the girl into her bedroom, tossing her a pair of shorts and an oversized t-shirt. She sat on her bed, already downed in her own comfortable attire. Aiza’s attention was caught by Haley muttering something about her drunken state when she noticed she was topless, in the process of changing shirts. The brunette tucked her lip beneath her teeth, her breath hitching in her throat. Her less than sober state made her stand, her body moving faster than her rational thoughts as she approached Haley, her arms wrapping around the blonde’s waist as her lips attached themselves to the side of her neck, kissing the skin softly.

[micahofengland-blog]

"could you not. I'm trying to meditate."

“Meditate? Smoke weed once and now you’re going hippie on me. Plus, i’m on a Drake kick. Deal with me rapping his entire album and slaying it in the process. No videos, it’ll throw me off. Not ready for a fanbase just yet.”