Text: Yanny

charliethemidwife​:

It was the perfect Saturday night in Charlie’s mind. Laurel was hanging onto her side which, brought instant comfort. The band was loud, but they two always spoke closely, making sure there was never room between them. Describing what Laurel meant to Charlie was always complicated, yet when they were together it all felt so simple. “Well I of course dressed with you in mind.” Placing the woman’s hand further up her shirt, just so she could feel her bare breasts. No one ever saw these moments. Charlie hid the most intimate gestures, so that only Laurel could see and feel. All of me was dressed with you in mind.” A smirk rose on her lips as she twirled around. 

Finally, she faced the girl and placed her lips near Laurel’s ear. “The only person I will be going home with is you.” She then lightly bit the girls ear and kissed the side of her face. “Have I told you yet how much I missed you?” 

Laurel licked her lips as her fingers skittered over Charlie’s skin, smirking as she fully palmed her breast. To be desired, to be wanted--was the most sensual sensation she could experience. And no matter where she turned, she knew that Charlie would want her. Perhaps it’s why she allowed herself to stay by her side for so long. To be wanted consistently by one person was a satisfactory substitution to be desired by the right one. “I’d rather you show me than tell me.” She nuzzled her nose deeper into her neck, lips grazing Charlie’s collarbone. She wrapped her arms around her waist fully, letting her body gravitate toward the dance floor. “Dance with me,” she insisted, “Then I’ll let your body do the talking.”

xanderandremiles​:

This may not qualify as a scary movie, but definitely The Purge. That shit ever happens in real life, it would be scary as all hell. What’s yours?

If you ever want an easy way to detect if someone will click with you or not is ask what they’d do on the night of The Purge. I’d raid PetSmart. Einstein’s gotta eat!

Hands down The Texas Chainsaw Massacre - the 1974 original of course. The Hills Have Eyes is a close second. Hm, but maybe even the first Saw. It’s so hard to choose. The only way to give a definitive answer is to have a movie marathon, I’m sure of it.

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brooklynariwiles​:

F2F || Brooke and Laurel

@laureljanes​

Brooklyn glanced at herself in the mirror and smiled brightly. “I swear you never fail to make me look beautiful. This is it, this is the look I want for my photo shoot.” She said turning towards the girl. Brooke had a photoshoot coming up and she always liked having her make up done the day before, so if she wanted a different look she had time to fix it. “You think you can come with me to the shoot and recreate this? I will pay you time and half for traveling.”

Laurel would do almost anything for her favorite client, and she knew that Brooke loved her too but... time and a half for traveling? Laurel’s eyes lit up at the surreal proposition. In a normal world it would be the perfect opportunity to gain new clients interested in her aesthetician business, but how would be offer that without having to explain the under-the-table aspect of it. “Holy shit--I--” Laurel sat down, twiddling a makeup brush between her fingers. “I mean, yeah! But--don’t you have professional makeup artists that already work at the photoshoot?”

do you shave? wax? or nair? or none of the above?

“Sugaring is my personal favorite method to go--it hurts a lot less which is preferable if I’m doing it to myself.”

rohoeman​:

roman stood over his kitchen table for another five minutes, making a mental checklist of everything he had. he consulted the online recommendations one more time before he packed everything okay. he leaned over to pat rosie before he set off. he hopped on his motorbike before he sailed away to the destination. he on the lot and took off his helmet. he locked it in place and went to meet the gal at the entrance. “get ready to quit your day job, because you’re about to be rich.” he said as he looked down into the dark mouth. “don’t actually do that. i don’t think there is any other treasure than shit from people being scare it’s going to cave in.” 

“your negativity feels like you’re losing your sense of adventure,” she teased, sending roman a quick wink. “do you think we’ll also see a dead body or two? hopefully, right?” 

“not to be corny as hell--but say we do find this treasure: what would you spend it on?”

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