& sweet like honey

God as my witness start what I finished don't [ n e e d ] no hold up taking control of this kind of moment I'm l o c k e d and [ loaded ] completely focused my mind is open

[tiaraless]

[aidensaunders]

Aiden sat on his living room couch with his textbook on the table in front of him, studying hard for his upcoming calculus test that he had been dreading all week. The knock at the door was light, but enough to startle him as he was deep in concentration. He was wondering who could possibly be showing up at his door unannounced. Usually Cam or Zoe texted him before they planned on coming by so he was slightly skeptical. Upon opening the door, he smiled at the beautiful face in his line of vision. He looked down at Zoe’s luggage, raising an eyebrow, he laughed slightly. “Oh are you? Took you long enough.” He opened the door wider, reaching down to grab her bags and placed them inside. “We are definitely going to to have to over some ground rules though since you’re such a little trouble maker.” He walked over to Zoe, wrapping his arms around her waist, he pressed his lips to hers. 

[zoequeenrivas]

Pleased with Aiden's comforting answer, Zoe lifted a brow, a certain pep in her step as she followed him inside. It was only natural that Aiden had taken care of her luggage, and she admired that about him, he was always such a gentleman. "Who, me? I'd say I'm practically the most innocent girl at Degrassi." Pressing her lips to his in return, she felt a small smile creep across her mouth, it was fighting to grow into a much wider one. "I thought about what you said, and it just made sense to stay here instead of wasting so much money on hotels. Not to mention, the company’s not so bad." Unlocking from Aiden's grip, Zoe glanced around the apartment, scoping out the place. "So... is your roommate here?" She asked curiously, wanting to know if she could kiss him freely without any interruptions.

[zoequeenrivas]

Zoe's freshly manicured fingernails ran against her opposite wrist nervously, wondering when Aiden would get to the door and how he would react to her luggage in tote. She couldn't believe she was making a decision like this on a whim, but hotels were old news. Knocking her knuckles lightly against his apartment door, she waited, ready to tell him the news. How does one even begin to explain they're inviting themselves to live with the person they love? Hi, it's me, I'm moving in. That would be a start. "Hi... it's me. I'm moving in." She smiled brightly, hoping his response would be a good one as she showed her luggage to the boy in front of her.

[summerfinns]

You are a bitch.

[saintjoan]

sweet edition

are you a honey or jam person… are you a mango or strawberry person…  are you a milk chocolate or dark chocolate person…?

[90sgeller-blog]

beauty at it’s finest

[mayanovak]

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Marilyn Monroe in The Prince and the Showgirl

[inkskinned]

one time he and i were sitting in bed and i said “where do you feel stuff?” and he said “what do you mean” and i said, “here is anxiety” and pointed to my bottom left rib where the spiders start. he pointed to his throat. “it’s here for me.” 

i keep anger in my breastbone, he holds it in his hands. i feel sadness on my shoulders, he feels it in his lungs. 

we play this game until we come to love, and i realize that i am terrified (jugular vein) of what might come. what if it is not the same. what if he feels it somewhere else, what if it is just a flash fire, not the slow burn, what if it is congealing in one place instead of radiating, i try to change topics, flight response (sternum)

he takes my hands in his and puts them over his ribs and says, “everywhere, everywhere, like a sun is trying to escape me, like i am being consumed and you are filling up where used to be empty.” i say, “don’t be ridiculous humans are 99% empty space,” i nervous laugh (spiders down spine), he holds his gaze with me. 

“everywhere,” he repeats.

[lalisuh]

make me choose meme : esme song or zoe rivas?

[zoequeenrivas]

someone: you're pretentious

me, sprawled out on a bed of roses, reading oscar wilde and sipping champagne: oh?

[zoequeenrivas]

Detailed Headcanons for Zoe Rivas.

Zoe drinks different types of tea when she's trying to unwind and relax from her mother's antics. Her favorites vary from Peppermint to Chamomile. She'll drink it hot, not minding the sensation of the heat against her lips. She'll add honey and sugar sometimes, but often drinks it plain, enjoying the way it's simplistic in comparison to the drama in her life. Her rich grandmother from her mom's side is the one who got her hooked, often soothing Zoe when she was ill by offering her tea.

Zoe twirls around her room listening to Lana Del Rey, soaking up the glamorous imagery in her mind, usually something relating to old hollywood films. She'll shut her eyes, hold up an edge to her skirt and dance along to the music. This is one of her little secrets that nobody on the team knows about, or anyone in her life, it's meant to be something to make her happy and her only.

She's the type of girl to wake up early, never sleeping in when her alarm goes off. Zoe takes a shower, blowdrys her hair and straightens it to perfection without much of a thought. She can't even process the idea of not doing this every morning, seeing as though it's been a part of her routine for so long. She'll mist a light body spray on, usually one that resembles something floral with peachy notes. She always uses baby powder, cherry lip balm on her lips and soft lotion for her skin. Zoe never skips pampering herself in the morning because she truly feels it sets the tone for her days.

Zoe often flips through magazines or watches TV shows and tries to point out who she believes her father could be. Her mother did some acting and modeling work before Zoe came along and Zoe likes to believe her father is someone famous. She doesn't really know why her mother keeps secrets from her about who her father is, but she's stopped asking about it. Zoe definitely gave up on trying to seek the truth, she just likes to dream about what could have been and the happy family she wished she had.

Zoe ties her hair up in silk ribbons and wears delicate, dainty nightgowns to bed. She's a total baby doll and doesn't even try to hide that when she's around other people. She enjoys playing up her feminine side and wants others to know that she's all about being pretty in pink. Zoe has always favored "feminine" colors and will dress herself to the nines in shades of pink and purple, specifically powder pink and lavender.

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Tell me I’m cute or something so I can like roll my eyes at you but then blush when I think about it later

[makeuphall]