#intcrdire

[expoir]

“you know, a double date sounded great until i realised it was going to involve me watching my little sister make out with her boyfriend. why are we doing this again? i’d much rather just spend the evening with you and kiss you.” a glass of wine whilst cooking never hurt anyone. especially when emmett remembered exactly why he was going to all this effort to make a meal. he wrapped his arm around lara’s waist and pulled her against his body, pressing a kiss to her jaw. “can we just call it off and eat in our underwear and make out? i like that idea so much better, darlin’.” // @intcrdire

[greasersbroarchived]

this all felt quite surreal. she asked about when they were getting married quite a lot. more often than not, damien would say ‘soon’. sometimes he would be annoying and tell her ‘never’. and the entire time, he was making plans. he didn’t really like keeping secrets from her, but she never noticed and it was for a good reason. they were in france. the kids were there, too. they couldn’t get married without their kids there, that would have felt wrong. she still had no idea what was going on. the kids had flown in after they had, he had disguised this as a romantic holiday. they needed to get away from home, anyway. he kissed along her shoulder as they sat on the balcony, his hand resting on her back. “are you enjoying yourself? view’s nice, don’t you think?”

@intcrdire

[interstellarsatisfaction]

* - msg : baby

LEVI: got the greastest fucking news for you

LEVI: kelsey wanted us to go visit her and shit so me, remi and celeste just went to go test the waters one by one

LEVI: my turn comes

LEVI: she can't fucking stop calling me her princess and her beautiful girl and asking me what the hell i've done to myself

LEVI: i

LEVI: it should've fucking been her she deserves to rot in that fucking cell

[greasersbroarchived]

“you don’t know struggle until you have to do the school run for nine kids. i’m fucking exhausted and i kinda want to die.”

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[greasersbroarchived]

“austin.” she came back into town on a whim. on a text that said he still loved her. lord knows she loved him. she’d never stopped. the text hadn’t been from him and he seemingly still wanted nothing to do with her. she bit her lips together as she looked up at him, her hands nervously twisting and pulling at the hem of her dress. “i want us to talk. even if you.. never want to be with me again, we can be friends. i.. i want us to still talk. please.” he was, to be honest, the love of her life. he didn’t need to feel the same way, but she didn’t want him to hate her when she could fix that. she just.. wanted some sort of relationship with him. even if it turned out to be totally platonic. 

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[greasersbroarchived]

“baby girl, we’ve gotta go to dinner. kieran came and got lea this afternoon, so we don’t gotta worry about her. but we’ve really gotta go. we’re already an hour late.” it didn’t stop aziz from continuing to kiss his fiance, if anything, it only fuelled him to keep going. there was just something about being with her that drove him crazy. she was beautiful in every way, she was carrying his child, she made his life better every single day. “listen, if we don’t stop this, i’m gonna end up fucking you right here.”

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[greasersbroarchived]

“i’m pretty sure he only cries on me. as soon as any of you even come near him, he chills out. but as soon as daddy picks him up, nah, fuck that, he’s a screaming mess.”

@intcrdire

[greasersbroarchived]

“before ryker and his late fucking ass get here, wanna show you something i brought myself with daddy’s credit card. it came this morning.” a smirk graced sonya’s features as she toyed with the straps of her dress. “or.. you could help me show you, actually. might be an incentive for him to get here on time.”

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