#kitkween

[pcrfectstorms]

kitkween asked: ❝ sorry, i don’t know why i said that. ❞ for fiona

                   CANDID HONESTY, SHE WOULDN’T EXPECT ANYTHING LESS, and the way she apologies instantly has fiona shaking her head, she shrugs laughing as she leans back against the old worn couch, nursing a cup of coffee. it’s not like kat was WRONG, jimmy was a fucking asshole, the way he’d dip in and out her life  when it suited him; the web of lies he’s tell her to the point she couldn’t tell fact from fiction, so -- she shouldn’t still  love him, should she? BUT (wasn’t there always a but when it came to jimmy) if he was to walk though the door right now, all apologies they BOTH  knew she’d take his sorry ass back one last time.

                  “he’s a fuckin’ asshole, you ain’t wrong there -- can’t believe he asked me to go with him to fuckin’ costa rica -- like i can leave the kids, carl would burn the fuckin’ house down or somethin’ --” she scoffs, laughing cause what else could she do? she’d cried enough over that asshole already. but fuck, if life didn’t feel like some kinda sick twisted joke, the way the world had this habbit of fucking her at every opportunity.

               switching lanes, she turns the conversation to kat and her new man, grinning as she questions her, “ ‘nuff about me, what ‘bout you and your new man - fezco -- what’s the deal there? you two just fuckin’ or is it serious? ” brow arches to the younger girl questioning her to distract from the mess of her own love life, hell at least one of them was happy.

// @kitkween​  // euphoria meme // accepting!

[pcrfectstorms]

kitkween asked: ❝ don’t look at me like that. ❞ for stiles

            DENIAL HIS BEST WEAPON OF DEFENCE, next to sarcasm of course, both of which she can see right through, and that’s a little terrifying how she could read him to filth with just one look and all stiles could do in response was some weird as fuck giggle, shrugging as if to plead ignorance to the fact she’ fully just CAUGHT him checking her out shamelessly, he looks around as if she’s talking to anyone  but him, a sheepish smirk on his lip as he STRUGGLES to make eye contact for longer than a few seconds.

              “ like what? -- i have noo  idea what you’re talking about...” he trails off, a nervous laugh echoes in his throat as he shifts his weight from side to side anxiously on the spot. there was something about kat that both intrigued him and terrified him - maybe it was that she was like, really fucking hot, in a scary intimidating kind of way, plus her smarts and sarcasm a match for his, which again -- really fucking hot. 

            he’s a little confused, cause SURE he’s followed her private instagram fully expecting to be declined, and yet he WASN’T -- so oh stiles has seen things, wonderful, magical things -- mostly her booty, which he’d totally been caught STARING at more than once. “ see you say you don’t want me to look BUT -- you accepted my follow request sooo -- maybe you do --”  tripping over his words, he’s laughing, but he’s a clusterfuck of nerves right now, thankful it’s just the two of them in the hallway so no one else needs to see how much of a disaster he is; bad enough he’s embarrassing himself in front of kat right now. 

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[idcnticxl]

@kitkween​​ said: ❝ i don’t…i don’t think this is a good idea. ❞

“Maybe it isn’t, but usually the worst ideas tend to make the best stories, I mean c’mon, Kat,” Jenna said, her hands landing on Kat’s shoulders gently shaking her. “Your late teens and early 20′s are meant for adventure! It’s not like driving to the beach would take us across state lines or anything that crazy. Me, you, Jules, Nova- I know that last one doesn’t sound fun but I promise, she won’t be on her worst behaviour. Not to mention, you can flaunt off some sexy new swim suit! You can even bring Maddy along if Jules and I aren’t enough for you.” 

Jenna wasn’t entirely sure that Kat would buy anything that she was selling, but it was worth a shot. She just wanted to go on a road trip to the ocean with friends.

[hatesghosts]

@kitkween​ asked what a shame she’s fucked in the head

RANDOM MEMES I NEED TO REPLY TO

“Aren’t we all though? Like for REAL,” a small laugh fell from BB’s lips, head shaking from side to side before her glance focused back onto Kat. People watching was always something she enjoyed most, especially whenever they went out to parties. She had pushed herself up on the kitchen counter, legs crossed as Kat stood nearby, the grin growing minute per minute. “But yeah, I mean nobody’s gotta talk to Daniel that long unless somebody’s paying them to,” she shrugged her shoulders, raising her vape to her lips to take a long drag before she offered it to Kat.

“At what point do you think the guys around here start getting HOTTER again or do you think like we’re fucked on finding any of them attractive again,” her other hand gestured to the crowd around them. “Cause I’m getting PRETTY bored nowadays and it doesn’t seem like anybody’s gonna move here or fall from the sky or shit.”

[fezdispenser]

kitkween asked: “ why me? out of everyone you could’ve chose.  ”

             self-doubt comes bubbling to the surface and every time it kills him a little, the way she doubts her worth like that; and he wishes he could like, show her how he sees her, how the things she hates about herself, he loves -- not in spite of, but because of -- all the messy parts of her that make her who she is; who he fell in love with. he’s shaking his head,  features soft as blue orbs meet  hers, it’s such a stupid and obvious question to him, because why would he ever choose anyone else when she exists? 

                they’re finally official now, like dating for real, no more pinning across crowded rooms, or stolen moments on couches at 2AM -- those moments are theirs now. like right now, they’re on his couch, ash in his room, after having had enough of watching them all gross and cutesy and shit - ash’s words not fez’s - some indie film she wanted to watch playing in the background, her head against his shoulder,  arm around her, his fingertips mindlessly trace out patterns on her arm, a soft sigh comes out before his words do, and he shrugs,“ why’d I wanna be pickin’ anyone else when I got you, baby, you the best.”

              could he like, show her that? show her how in a crowd it’s her face he looks for her first; how perfect she was too him; even if perfect was like -- a really fucking stupid concept, cause no one was perfect -- but Kat was perfect for him; it was like the universe made her just for him, but he’s not good with putting shit like that into words, that wasn’t his thing, so instead his head turns to kiss her soft on the lips, lingering close even after he pulls back from the kiss, “you always gon’ be my first choice -”

@kitkween​​ // accepting // memes tag

[wxrndxwn-a]

“should I be concerned?”

The question catches her by surprise as she's about to finish off the bottle she'd snuck into school. It'd been a pain in the ass to hide the tequila in her backpack all day but hey if it meant saving herself one extra hangover. The paper bag she’d hid it in crinkled in her grasp as she lowered her arm, foot tapping anxiously.

“Probably, if I’m honest”, soft chuckles trail after her words as if that’d lighten the words any, “but I mean, I’m fine, you know? I’ve got it under control.” That was a fucking lie if she’d ever told one and from what she knew of Kat, she was too smart to actually believe Gwen’s words. Especially given the contradiction of what she’d just said.

[fezdispenser]

❝  hey,  just breathe.  look at me— look at me.  in and out.  breathe with me okay?  ❞

EMO STARTERS || From @kitkween

           fez is watching it all play out; memories he could never access consciously always seemed to sneak in the dead of night, he’s never sure if they're memories of his own or some twisted fabrication his own mind is using against him; whatever it was, the result always the same, only tonight he’s not alone, and it wasn’t exactly a conversation to bring up when they’d only been together a few short months, not easy to drop into casual conversation oh hey so i got mad fuckin’ night terrors ‘bout my mom killing herself in front of me when i was a kid. so, fez had just hoped he wouldn’t have one when she was staying the night. but he was shit outta luck tonight.

            he’d been screaming, he knew by the way his throat felt; the tears that were painted down his cheeks, his heart racing, feeling like it was about to burst from his ribcage any second, his breathing erratic and like he couldn’t catch a full breath as adrenalin pulsed through his veins, and he focuses on her voice, its soft, comforting, even if he’s fucking mortified right now for her to see him like this; his usual cool and calm demeanour faltering, and he hates feeling this vulnerable. fez nods, and mumbled apologies come up as he tries to fucking breathe. eyes find hers, and he’s nodding, her hand finds his like an anchor pulling him back.

         he focuses on her eyes, dark but soft, the feel of her hand in his, squeezing gently to remind him she was there; that whatever hell his mind was playing wasn’t real, but she was, and he could focus on that, he could focus on the way her breathing was calm; steady, and slowly his own was less erratic, less laboured, that tightness in his chest easing while he reminds himself it was just a nightmare. he leans into her, forehead pressed against hers and his eyes slip closed, teeth sinking into his lower lip, “i uh -- get em sometimes -- ain’t always that bad -- sorry you -- uh -- had to see that.”  the embarrassment and shame washing over him, but part of him thankful for the comfort in having her here right now, the way she grounded him, made him feel safe, it was new and a little terrifying but maybe, letting himself be vulnerable to her wouldn’t be the worst thing, especially when right now all he wants is her arms around him.

[valenttines-archive]

❛  so,  ❜  he  clicks  his  tongue,  ❛  are  the  parties  here  usually  so  big?  ❜  he’s  never  been  a  huge  fan  of  parties.  even  when  he  was  deep  in  his  addiction,  he  tried  to  avoid  most  of  them.  though,  the  ones  he  had  attended  were  never  this  huge.  ❛  i’m  new  so  this  is  my  first  one  here.  ❜

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