*✧·˚. — pink champagne

oh i'm a m e s s inside out searching for a sweet surrender. but this is not the [ END ]. i can't work it out. how going through the motions going through [ US ].

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CHEATCODCS 900 + FOLLOW FOREVER !

i can’t even express how much i appreciate you guys and how so many of you have just made my daily life so much better. thanks for putting up with me and continuing to love my muses.

@lvcifcrs : hello gotta mention you first because if i didn’t you’d kill me ;) but you already know how much you mean to me . we’ve known each other for nearly four years and have been through so much . from shitty people to shitty situations , we’ve overcome it all . i met you in june , that was fun hehe . i love you and you’re my number one , always .

@hiitchhikers : we don’t talk or rp as often as i’d like but i still have so much love for you !! my long time rp partner and friend , you’re the bomb britt .

@adriannarps : always one of the best writers i know . i love you and miss you 🖤

@nopromiscs : such a gem !!!! my favorite . i love writing with you and crying over our threads together . you’re such a sweetie and i hope you write with me forever . 

@warzoncs : the absolute love of my life !!!! after …. six plus years i finally met you too !!! and even though you suck and don’t know how to log on , i still love writing with my fave . you already know how much you mean to me . i’ll always be here for you boo .

@tcmpted : my favorite person in the entire world . thanks for being my best friend and always being here to lean on when i need someone . still can’t believe we are where we are today , given how we started out . now look at us … we’ve met twice and are now gonna move in together one day . i wouldn’t wanna spend my time shit talking with anyone else but you 💕 log on more , bitch .

@videogcmes : i love you so much d !!! you’re my favorite and i’m so glad we reunited through indie when we did .

now for those who i just love to see on my dash and / or interact with : 

@moneyeds @bvgattis @flowcrbomb @nightmzre @drcplets @prcttyliics @hholys @realforyou @nogoodbyxs @vivccious @velvctelvis @sadscngs @astrvlogical @kwinzeel @perpctual @lekxngs @pvrachute @spookyrejects @bloodliinez @cocained @altitudc @jcycus @hazedsea @heavenlyrealms @fixaticn @fcdedlcve @finalgurls @astrvlogical @womcns @waterlilics @drcplets @wildthrns @optacity @ovcrheels @meowindie @parcdisal @yambcrghini @gasolinehearts @ycvngblood @rcdwinedrip @chrrywink @weirdnovelties @nogoodbyxs @lcgend @fixaticn @bxdyrxck @flghtlessbrd @savedapologies @znosyns @heroexxs @loveshard @nectaurs @ncbulochaotic @droppingpetals @glcssed @drunkblushed @disapprcve @jvsminerose @feminince @pouringdays @ovcrheels @ofyearnings @underpressurc @trackmind @tinyfrctures @rcdwinedrip @tranquillam @endgamcs @empathists @vivccious​ @excelsicrx @swtener @anqelicborn @fallcnhcrts @weighdowns @fangsiism

sorry if you’re not tagged ! just know that if i follow you , i most likely wanna interact with you .

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the thing was, he knew he’d see her there. it was their mutual friends getting married, of course she would be there. but he was hoping that time had been a bit crueler to her. but as luck so had it, she looked stunning. more than he remembered her being, and he had a beautiful woman in his memory. they were both older now, time had moved on and so had they. but there was always a space in his heart, the space that let in the cold, bitter, emptiness and it was in the shape of her. his lily. that’s what he’d called her at the time, his lily flower. entirely cheesy and never said in front of anyone except her. but god had he loved her. the type of love that was almost dangerous, the love you’d kill for. he wasn’t going to talk to her, he really wasn’t. except they were both entirely too near each other at the bar and his lips moved before he could process it. “beautiful service wasn’t it? not that i expected anything less from them.” @neonheartc

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he loved stella, he really, really did. more than anything. but every man had his limits. he got her insecurities, and tried to work through them with her. make her feel loved and wanted. he wanted her to trust him, to trust in their relationship. and yet it was always the same when she went away. the same accusation, the same questions, the same drilling. no matter how loyal he promised her he’d been. “i can’t.” he told her, the words heavy on his lips. “i can’t keep doing this stel. i can’t.” he shook his head, swallowing the large lump in his throat. “i can’t have a relationship where there’s no trust. i have never so much as looked at another girl, and yet it’s always the same. i don’t know what else i can do, how else i can prove it. you either trust me...or you don’t.” @picassoxbaby

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it was embarrassing. damian knew he was staring, that was the awful thing. he knew exactly what he was doing and he wasn’t physically able to stop himself. thought part of him wondered if she knew what she was doing, if she could feel damian’s gaze burning a hole. their friends were talking, saying something about current affairs but damian’s brain had long wondered off. instead his mind was filled with pictures of her lips sucking obscenely around something that definitely wasn’t a lollipop. he shifted uncomfortably in his seat and tried to will his mind away so that it wouldn’t get even more embarrassing for him. “can you stop that?” he leaned forwards to whisper in her ear, attempting subtlety but he was sure he had failed. @bvgattis

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i’m in the mood for starters, so like this for one based off your wishlist ! i’ll come to you for muse

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droneouts‌:

MUSE          :          aiman  dornan  . OPEN  TO          :          f  /  m  /  nb  . PLOT          :           our  muses  dated  years  ago  ,  it  ended  due  to  aiman  being  a  shitty  boyfriend  /  cheating  ,  now  they’re  at  dinner  to  catch  up  and  he  wants  them  back  .  either  they’re  into  it  ,  or  they’re  taken  /  engaged  /  whatever  else  you’d  like  .

with  an  awkward  shift  in  the     (     elegant     )     restaurant  chair  ,  aiman  clears  his  throat  with  a  large  sip  of  emmanuel  rouget     /     wine  .  leaps  aren’t  something  he’s  ever  been  comfortable  with  ,  not  when  his  entire  life  had  been  a  SURE  THING  .  losing  them  having  been  one  of  the  worst  cogs  in  the  perfect  machine  that  made  up  aiman  dornan’s  life  .     ❝     i’ve  got  to  be  honest  ,  i  had  kind  of  an  ulterior  motive  when  i  asked  you  out  to  dinner  to  catch  up     —  —     i  know  it’s  been  years  ,  but  seeing  you  again   …   it  just  reminded  me  of  how  much  i’ve  missed  you  .     ❞

brooke’s life may not be perfect, but really who’s was? she’d thought maybe it could be, if she just worked hard enough. but that was back when she was younger and naive. adulthood had been a steady stream of disappointments, that dragged her under and woke her up. no, her life wasn’t perfect, but it was o k a y. it was enough. but then she’d come face to face with an old flame. and perhaps coming to meet him wasn’t the best idea. but she was a reminder, of her more whimsical, youthful days and she was a moth drawn to a flame. but as much as she could feel herself getting lost in it, his words, the atmosphere, the wine warming her body and loosening her up. she had a life without him, a fiance who wasn’t him. who she’d already lied to in order to come. “i’m curious-” she started, not giving an answer to his statement. “what exactly did you envision happening tonight? years washed away the resentment, but yet i still hadn’t moved on and was just waiting for you to turn up and whisk me away again ? that you’d charm me with a bit of dinner, at a fancy restaurant- which i know i don’t belong in by the way- and i’d be yours once again ? because that’s how it should be right ? life revolves around you and when you’re not in the picture, everyone else’s clock simply stops ticking, waiting for you to arrive again.” 

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silvrmoon‌:

 open to females.  ♡

       warm hazel orbs flicker down the female’s features, breathing her in for a moment before the words roll out of his tongue, regretting them the second they escape him because deep down, he didn’t want to know, he didn’t want to know she had been with someone else. “tell me you didn’t sleep with my brother,” aiden can feel his voice on the verge of cracking, but when this vulnerability morphed into assertiveness, the transition was seamless. it had never crossed the male’s mind that his girlfriend would betray him, not her out of all people. “tell me you didn’t sleep with him.”

the problem was with georgia was that she was entirely too carefree. which was all too fun and cute until it came to the point where she didn’t know when to stop. no, that was wrong. she did know when to stop. she just never did. she got worse after a few martinis, nice words whispered into her ear, fresh from an argument with her lover. not that she was excusing it. but it was the simple truth. what she wasn’t expecting, because of course she wouldn’t expect it- she was the star of her novel of a life, was that aiden would find out. because how would he? the only people who knew was georgia and his brother, they both had something to lose. she looked at him, contemplated lying to him. but she couldn’t, she was trapped in his arms and couldn’t avoid looking at his eyes. lie to him, she could do. lie to him while looking into his eyes, she couldn’t. “aiden-” she started but stopped herself. “it was a mistake.” 

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silvrmoon‌:

 open to males. ♡

         it had been a few months since the accident that had taken her twin sister’s life and more often than not she found herself crying herself to sleep.  it still didn’t feel right. it didn’t feel right that she was alive and harper wasn’t, but she was slowly coming to terms with it. although most people would find it odd, to say the least, the brunette had found comfort in spending time with her sister’s boyfriend, it was weird how grief could bring two people together but she loved being around him, it was comforting, soothing even. he reminded her of her, in a way was like she was still there but deep down she knew this was a dangerous game they were playing and she could feel herself getting attached to him, more than she probably should. “i was thinking that we should go down to the beach today, it’s such a nice day.” melody smiled, chocolate brown orbs searching his. “unless your summer body isn’t ready yet.” she teased.

the thing was, kieran actually had loved harper. maybe that was the hardest thing. love didn’t come easy to him, but he did love her. he just never had the chance to tell her. he reckoned it could boil down to his number one biggest regret. and for the first week, he’d wallowed in self pity, convinced no one could understand his pain. but then he got talking to melody, of course he’d spoken to her before. she was harper’s twin after all and they’d spent a lot of time around each other. and she was dealing with a greater loss than what he was. eventually he would have other girlfriend’s, but melody would never have another twin. and god, did her and harper look so much alike, sometimes it was easy to forget. he looked up as she talked, glancing away from his phone. “oh yeah, i’ve got an awful case of the podge, wouldn’t want to ruin your image of me by looking at it. really let myself go you know?” he chuckled. “but f you want to go to the beach, we can go to the beach. it’s just- you do realise it involved us moving right?” 

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wow, so i left for the longest time due to some very trigger heavy events, that had me not wanting to leave my bed let alone reach for the keyboard. i won’t go into detail on this, due to it not being entirely necessary. due to these circumstances, i want to try again. see if i can gain, muse or some sort of feeling back. since indie used to bring me a lot of joy. saying all of this, i won’t be continuing threads unless i’m asked to ( in which case i’m more than happy to, i would just like to majorly start fresh. ). but here’s to trying to do something at least

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Chris Hemsworth for W Magazine

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picassoxbaby‌:

a soft sigh fell from her lips as she glanced up at him, not that she had a lot of choice, “i love you too, you are the most important person in my life,” she muttered thankful to be in a room and away from the pressures of the outside world. the brunette sat up tugging off her heels before easily slipping out of her dress leaving her in just underwear. swallowing thickly as she listened to him speak it was almost tempting to get back at him, hurt him like he had hurt her but it wasn’t fair. she couldn’t do that to joey. shaking her head from side to side before glancing at him, “i won’t do that.. its not right and it would make me sick to my stomach if i was to cheat on you,” she was going to get her revenge on the girl who kissed him, stormi didn’t like her anyway even if she was a member of her cheer squad, that girl always went for boys she shouldn’t. her eyes flicker shut, arms moving around his waist as she kisses him back softly, “alright, i was just letting you know the out is there if you want it.. don’t feel like you ever have to be with me, relationships aren’t natural for you babe.”

joey slipped his shoes off and shrugged himself out of his clothes too. he sat up on the bed and then looked at her, carefully tugging him into her so that he could hold her. “i’m sorry.” he whispered. “and i will keep saying sorry until the day you forgive me fully. it was wrong and i hate that i hurt you.” he smiled when she kissed him back and gently pulled her up into his lap. “i want to be with you, i want nothing more than to be with you. and one day we’ll shove our relationship in everyone’s faces. and we’ll be the only ones to come out successful, happy and eventually married.” he promised her. he moved his lips to her neck. “how about i run you a bubble bath and we can get in and relax together, i’ll give you a massage.” 

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“that is not how this works darling, you don’t call the shots or hold the control,” kaden had developed a need to be in control, hold the power in every situation and it was due to his childhood, no one knew about it or could understand it. everyone just thought he was a control freak. a laugh fell from his lips, a look of amusement coming over his features, “no one called you a prostitute, it’s just like any other job you can earn yourself more by doing a good job,” shoulders tugged up into a shrug, he didn’t see the big deal and in his mind there was no point in having her around if she wasn’t going to sleep with him. “good,” he muttered giving her thigh another squeeze, light eyes not moving once from her the whole situation was still odd to say the least, he didn’t know what to think about it. an eyebrow quirk as she spoke once more, “you can shower, don’t be too long and my clothes are not yours to wear but i’ll find you something — i don’t like the idea of putting you on my instagram, that is not how the world finds out i’m dating someone. you need to be dressed up looking your absolute best hanging off my arm at some event.”

“and i am no good at holding my tongue. if i have to be with you all the time, i’m going to have to have time to be myself.” she told him seriously. she then nodded her head. “it’s not funny. i had to make that clear.” she was close to pouting, but years of conditioning managed to make her maintain her poise and grace. she chewed down on her lips and settled for moving herself up off the bed so she could pull herself away from his hand ( and ignore the fact that she wanted it there ). “okay, thank you.” it was hard for her to say the word but she was starting to realise that if she wanted to get through this, she was going to have to play nice. “alright, no instagram.” she headed to the bathroom and then paused, hesitating by the door. “and what about when you do get bored of me? i’m just gonna be out on my ass again.”