🍂HAPPY BDAY CHARLIE SPRING MY BELOVED🍂

I feel like a piece of trash

inspired by boop day, reblog this post if its ok for people to send you random asks and interact on your posts with no judgement. i want to talk to people.

Slushy Night

Rod:

Come over?

Me:

Babe, it's 4 in the morning, how am I supposed to get to your house?

Rod:

I'll be over in five then

Me:

You are gonna be the death of me

(Read 4:03am)

I groan quietly when I hear the car motor outside, and drag my ass out the door. I make a dead bolt for the door of Rodricks van, quickly climbing in and slamming the door shut behind me. "Where are you dragging me to this time?" He grabs my hand and kisses the back of it, "Aw c'mon babe, stop acting like you hate it when I do this." "Yeah yeah, where are we going?" My annoyed demeanor drops when he smiles at me, my heart fluttering in the process. "7/11, 1 want a slushy."

He hands me the drink and we walk up to the cashier, letting him scan what we got and then quickly paying him in cash. Rod leads me out to his car and opens the passenger door for me, I put on a fake British accent, "why? Such a gentleman!" He snorts, and pecks my lips, "that was horrible." I put my hand on my chest, gasping dramatically, "how rude!" He rolls his eyes and bows down; putting on his own fake British accent, "I apologize my Queen, how ever shall I repay my wrongs?" I pretend to ponder it for a second, "hmmm, nap with me in the back."

"Is the Y/N L/N trying to get me to fuck her? And to think you were innocent."

10 or 11 little ducks have been spotted crossing the dash board

happy birthday little timmy tim

to reiterate

why does my man look like a cardboard cutout 😭😭

is he in fact older than my mother? yes. would that stop me from shagging him? hell naw

I think I have a type

I hate it when you’re reading smut and you can’t figure out what position they’re in.

the real ones get it