#vibrantpalettes

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#especially elliot when he's coming down from his high. :/ an example of tumblr user vibrantpalettes trying to KILL ME

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I want the K.

send me ‘i want the K’ and i’ll generate a number.     ↳ number eight: eyelid kiss.

          ❛ yes, aspen. you’re very pretty. now shut up. ❜  his tone, whilst initially stern spills into a flurry of loud laughter through the soft dawn of the day. tightening his grip around the warmth of aspen’s inebriated frame, he continues to nod absentmindedly at whatever long, anecdote the other has to share whilst searching for his car beneath the cold moonlight. vodka’s now soiled his navy blue shirt and the alcoholic  effluvia is barely bearable as the pair continue to struggle toward the vehicle. yes, struggle, because aspen can’t seem to keep that irresistibly foul mouth of his closed nor the lively psychedelic dance moves at bay. with an irritated huff, wes’ firmly placed his large palms against aspen’s shoulders as if in warning. ❛ one more knock knock joke and i’m leaving you to get your own way home. don’t cry. ❜ receiving drunk calls at two forty in the morning certainly aren’t ideal for wesley who tends to get cranky with even a solid five hours of beauty rest. there’s only two types of people he’ll clamber out of bed for mid morning to rescue        family and well, aspen. 

       ten minutes, a couple bruises and a few petty arguments later, they’ve arrived at the car and he’s fumbling for the keys in the pocket of his dark jeans in the dimly lit street. the heat of aspen’s touch isn’t making the situation any easier either. ❛ stop with the moves, we’re not in dirty dancing. and no is is not  an invitation to start belting out time of your life. ❜ before he can continue to talk any further, aspen’s complaining about an eyelash that’s found it’s way into his eye. really, wesley’s trying his best not to chuckle but soon aspen’s leaned forward from his position against the car and messily reeled the male into his chest. ❛ okay,  shh. open your  eyes for me.             dude, i can’t see anything there. can you feel it? left or right? ❜ despite the initial urge to dissolve into laughter, his fingertips are tenderly trailing across the length of aspen’s eye. ❛ oh, oh there!!  ❜ and with that, he’s blown straight into the other’s eye, albeit a little too harshly. ❛ i’m sorry, mate. really i am. ❜ and yet he’s smiling. shaking his had in silent apology wes leans forward to pepper a soft kiss against his eyelid before pressing a little peck across his temple and ear. ❛ all better !! come on, get in the car. i’m taking you home. ❜ 

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   send me a ▲  & i will put our character’s  names  into  this    generator and  write a starter based  on  the  scenario  that    comes up!          'aspen sharpe and wesley bates decide to     go camping. wesley bates reads the map upside down and     they both become terribly lost.'

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❛ None of this is my fault. It's the map's fault.  Don't blame me. Blame the map. ❜

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vibrantpalettes replied to your post:vibrantpalettes replied to your...

man i’d kill to be candice LMAO ONE HUNDRED PERCENT, casually sitting there ogling at the screen and then suddenly all over each other

ogling is my favorite word

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vibrantpalettes replied to your post:vibrantpalettes replied to your post:i just got...

LISTEN ACTUALLY MY TWO FAVE MODELS EVER, I HAVE THE BIGGEST CRUSH ON THEM I’M SO UGH actually make me question my sexuality

THEY'RE SO HOT I CRY BUT LIKE I DON'T WANNA BE WITH THEM I JUST WANNA /BE/ THEM   is it bad that i just imagined aspen and wesley making out with VS playing in the background goodbye 

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vibrantpalettes replied to your post:i just got home and i was going to do drafts but...

'women in lingerie is highly important' THE TRUEST THING EVER

ESPECIALLY IF THOSE WOMEN INCLUDE CANDICE AND ADRIANA GOODBYE 

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vibrantpalettes replied to your post:snowstorms in my mind.

LISTENNNNNNNNNNNNNNN /LISTENNNNNN/ tbh, aspen gonna tell her to get on his back, and he’ll carry her to car and ugh i am so very upset with you and them

dont be mad at me i was listening to jhene aiko and it happened--and she loves piggy back rides so she'd be more than down. he's too much for her--in the best way :P:P 

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?! | vibrantpalettes

          "So like, sorry to run into you here." Elliot looked down at his feet; a pair of his most expensive shoes on his feet. This charity benefit had seemed like a good idea, it  did the double duty job of cleaning up his image a little and of  course helping elementary school children keep music programs that might get cut without funding. It was something that he hadn't had to worry about as a child; he'd always been enrolled in private schools that didn't have that problem, despite the bad boy image  that had always gone hand in hand with his photo on tabloid covers. It was disconcerting to look around the room and realize he really did share the same privileges as the rest of this penguin suited crew. It made him want to shudder a little. Elliot looked a little fuller in the face, but it was obvious the road to recovery wasn't without a few bumps.           "Just thought it'd be kinda weird...not to say anything."