#papcrheart

[elcstichecrts]

[text]: Hey, it's not my fault that you had a shitty bed frame that couldn't handle the rough sex you're into.

[text]: Hey, my bedframe was perfectly sturdy, it’s not my fault you told me you wanted it harder.

[elcstichecrts]

✆

Send me a ✆ to know your name / ringtone / picture in my muse's phone.

name:

bails xx

ringtone:

lego house - ed sheeran

picture:

[cxmeteryweather-blog]

text; mackenzie 🙈💖

evan: i'm sick and tired of you ignoring me, mackenzie

evan: i'm really tired of you acting like you care about me one second and then the next treat me like crap

evan: i've already been through a relationship like that and i really don't wanna go through it again...

[elcstichecrts]

@

Your muse has suddenly snuggled up with mine in bed, send me a @ to see my muse’s reaction.

Reese looked over at the girl, turning onto his back and wrapping his arms around her. “If you wanted to snuggle, you could have just said so.” He whispered, pressing a kiss to her forehead before pulling her closer, his chin atop her head.

[clairvoyxnce-archive]

‡

Send me ‡ for my character's reaction to yours climbing into bed with mine.

He was almost asleep, somewhere in that trance between being asleep and being awake. Suddenly he felt the bed move beside him and it couldn't be anyone other than Mackenzie, so he rolled over in bed and reached for the taller one's shirt. The memories come to him, but they're nothing that Mackenzie hasn't shared with him. Wrapping his arms around the other, Carter pressed his cheek to his heart and smiled. ❝ Goodnight. ❞

[badintxntions]

Ⴢ

They're sitting at the table, surrounded by Bailey's brothers, and his own bandmates –– they decided to have a bonding night, considering none of them had anything better to do. And that's when he feels the hand sliding across his crotch, and he's glancing down, recognizing the hand within the second. "Bailey," he whispers in a warning tone, looking up at her. "We're kind of surrounded by people, if you hadn't noticed," he's still whispering, but all he's earning is a shrug from her, as her hand's continuing to tease between his legs.

[elcstichecrts]

♖

Nonsexual acts of Intimacy - Select from the following for my muse to respond to...

♖:Having their hair washed by your muse

Reese couldn't help but run his fingers through his hair, it was a force of habit. He wasn't used to other people washing his hair, but he didn't want to have a shower and Bailey insisted he wash his hair, so they compromised and she did it for him. His eyes opened and closed multiple times and it took all he had in him to not fall asleep leaning over the tub. "Can I sleep now?" He mumbled tiredly, shaking out his hair and laying his head against the side of the tub.

[beautifulxdisxster]

      "What are you even doing?"       Obviously entertained.