#ofdemures

[stcrbcys]

— ❛ imessage » fake wifey

dorian: so how do we do this?

dorian: kiss in public? leak our sex tape?

dorian: I haven’t been in a fake relationship before

[cocained]

◤ ✉️ | imessage ◢

JAYDEN: you were at the match right?

JAYDEN: i'm pretty sure i saw you in the crowd

JAYDEN: i told you not to come...

[versctle-a-blog]

*  ~ ✧ princess

wren: hi baby 😍

wren: so for this homecoming dance . . . should our outfits supposedly match ?

wren: or should my tie be the same color as your dress ?

wren: i've never really bothered attending these formal events back in high school

[crackmyhcart]

@ofdemures 

“i’m really hoping you’re ms. beaumont, because for some strange reason, i’ve felt this weird weight on my back. but nothing’s there....WEIRD...” he smirks, his daughter muffling her own giggles as she’s riding piggy back on his back. “i’m ruth’s father, jaxon.” he introduced, lending his hand out to the unexpectedly gorgeous kindergarten teacher. “i would’ve brought her with me but... i have NO IDEA where she is...” his hands slowly crept up his back, gripped her tightly and brought her right over his head and now before him, hanging upside down. her giggles were endless. “DADDY!!! YOU FOUND ME!!” she giggled while he put her down gently. “go play over there while daddy and ms b talk, okay?” and with her signature big grin and a nod, she ran over to her seat and grabbed a coloring book. “sorry about all that, where should i sit?”

[ninttendosarchive]

for ( @ofdemures ) based on ( x ) second from the bottom.

nixon: not that i care about you anymore but nixon: fuck you nixon: i hope u get caught in a fiery explosion nixon: it’s the least u deserve nixon: least the world will be rid of one less bitch

[hiwagas-a]

continued from this !

no matter how many times thomas tries to view the situation in a different light, it always ends up with him running away from all of it — so the fact that he had found himself at her place and had asked her about it had been a nowhere near expected; something in his gut knew that it wasn’t right to just let it all be. after river had casually slipped it in their conversation a few of weeks ago, it hadn’t left his thoughts. nothing had been the same since then, and thomas had no idea how to rid of the growing mass in his chest every time faye crosses his mind. he had three whole weeks to mull it over, remembering how river had told him that faye was terrified; who wouldn’t be? “faye...” he starts, his tone unusually gentle, “we—you,” his lips purse together before he continues. the child she bore might be his, but ultimately, it wasn’t up to him to decide. thomas lifts his gaze to meet hers. a moment passes before he utters the heavy words, “you don’t have to keep it,” it took him a lot to get to that notion, but if neither of them were ready, what was the next best option?

[promincnt]

          {  b e h a v e  }. it was a six-letter word that snežana vaguely remembered her assistant reminding her before the after party started. the thing is that for award shows, the after-party was a place full of free luxury alcohol; she would be a moron to deny herself the liquors. and well, it wouldn’t be snežana if she didn’t mix it with a line or two of coke. however, when her eyes fell onto a male with brunette curls, amaryllis is whispering to her the moment she saw the look in the blonde’s eyes. moments later, she had a moscow mule in one hand as she walked over to where the other was. she didn’t recognize him; figured he wasn’t a big name, if a name at all. “what’s your name, curly?”, her accent thick as she cocked her head to the side; it was more than obvious that a few of the people he was talking to shut up and stared the moment the snežana kingsman approached the group.  —  @ofdemures​

[cocained]

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“i think i lost my wallet here last night.” the petite mumbled, brushing her dark hair behind her ear as she stood rather uncomfortably at his front door. she didn’t want this to be awkward, but she just couldn’t help but to think about all that had been said when she had brought the wasted male home. “but if this isn’t a good time, i could also come back later.”