#shatterveined

[ameriicanbcauty-blog]

         "Babe, you know what I don't say a lot?" 

[lina-lynn]

Can you please do a crackship of Tom Mison and Emma Watson? <3

Done! :)

[ameriicanbcauty-blog]

shatterveined

"You and Spencer are a thing?"

[eternalabsolution]

shatterveined

Love. 

A simple, four letter word, but nothing about such an emotion was simple. Such a simple word with a devastating reputation, leaving even the finest, most noble of men strung out, the most compassionate of women broken. There wasn't a single lingering doubt in her mind she was in love with Dierk; she was going to marry him, they were going to be husband and wife, but no amount of love ever prepared her for his wrath - for his anger, strong, palpable and unchanging. He was quick to let his anger rule him, shoving away the man she'd grown to love and becoming something much darker, far more sinister. It served to reason why she flinched when he placed his hand on her elbow to help her down from the hospital bed. It stood to her own sanity why her bottom lip disappeared between her teeth as her eyes watered while he helped her into her pants, because this man was a far cry from the man towering above her just an hour ago - vibrating with such an intense anger she could still feel it in her bones. 

It had been an accident, pure and simple. He hadn't meant to shove her; let alone shove her so hard she'd lost her balance, falling into the ottoman at the foot of their bed and to the floor. She was a frail, slight thing; hardly graceful. In actuality, she should have been able to steady herself. The pain was instantaneous and she'd known something wasn't quite right. Something wasn't... there was nothing in her belly to cause such excruciating pain, yet she'd barely made it to the hospital with her vision intact. 

"Please say something," she whispered to him once he helped her into her shirt and she was once more leaning against the bed. There were no nurses to bother them, nothing else in the room beyond the stale scent of death and the burn of antiseptic. Her stomach was bruised and though she hadn't known the truth before, she felt empty. "Please, Dierk, I'm sorry," Dorothy adds quietly, her heart aching in her chest, her limbs trembling while they continue to wait for the doctor to return with her discharge papers. 

[ameriicanbcauty-blog]

Ireland's gonna meet Skye soon. 

Spencer's gonna be all like "Ireland, this is my sister."

And Skye's gonna be all like "You're the lady who's married to my brother? He snores loudly, huh?"

[ameriicanbcauty-blog]

ʘ‿ʘ

ARE YOU TURNED ON BY MY MUSES? DO THEY MAKE YOUR MUSES HORNY?

shut up.they're all staring at your muses.they're all licking their lips.they're all doing sexy poses.

[idontbelieveinmistakes]

All the texts.

Send ✆ for a morning text.

[text;Ananke] I didn’t want to wake you up before I left, and I really hope your phone’s on silent so it doesn’t wake you up either but I just wanted to tell you that I made you pancakes. They’re in the fridge. Eat them.

Send ♔ for an angry text.

[text;Ananke] I don’t give a shit why you were at the agency. I don’t want you fucking there at all. It’s a bad idea, so just stay the hell away, yeah?

Send ♠ for a drunk text.

[text;Ananke] im going to be the worst father on the plnet isla its in my godamn genes so wht the fuck are we doing?

Send ☏ for a vague text.

[text;Ananke] I think I made a mistake. If you see anything weird today, tell me.

Send ⁇ for a worried text.

[text;Ananke] If you don’t start answering your fucking phone, I will personally get an agent to stay by your side 24/7. Don’t ignore me. You can’t do that shit anymore because I need to know you’re safe.

Send ♣ for a text not meant for you.

[accidental text;Ananke] I can’t. She wants it, and it’s more hers than mine so I can’t say otherwise even if I wanted to.

Send ✘ for a text that should never have been sent.

[text;Ananke] If our baby is ugly, I think we should kill it and start over fresh. Just throwing that out there.

Send ✺ for a saucy text. 

[text;Ananke] Didn’t you say the pregnancy thing made you more horny? So why exactly are you shopping when I’m home? Come fuck meeeeee

Send √ for a long-winded confession text.

[text;Ananke] I’m afraid to tell my grandmother about you know what because she wants grandbabies so bad and if we lose this one too, then she’ll be disappointed in me all over again so I think I’m just not going to tell her you know? At least until after it’s born and we know everything’s okay because I just don’t want to deal with it

Send ☠ for a misguided advice text.

[text;Ananke] I don’t think all that sugar is good for the baby…. Maybe at least try to cut down on the chocolate?

Send ☢ for a desperate text.

[text;Ananke] I know where you are, Isla. I can come get you if I have to. Just please come home?

[sexykensingtons]

Are you still sleeping with your wife and Ireland?

"That implies that my wife wants anything to do with me. And she doesn’t. So no, I’m not sleeping with my wife and Ireland."