//*dusts off the dust on the blog* sooooo, i feel really bad for neglecting this blog like i have as of late, but, it’s just been very hard for me to find muse for Maryse anymore and it makes me sad because you guys know that’s been my lil baby forever now. i still haven’t really decided what i’m going to do with this blog, maybe revamp or just make it private. idk idk. and since most of my ships but one have basically sailed, i’m not really sure so i guess this is me putting her on an official hiatus until i figure things out, but if you wanna do stuff with maryse specifically, you can message me or find me here and here <3!
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Maryse Ouellet
Maryse Ouellet
Our little princess (and her best buddy) !!! Crown made by mommy with assistance by daddy <3333333!
TOO BAD IT’S NOT A REAL GUN ;) .HI I LOVE YOU
If that shit was real, I’d be aiming it at one of your lit- I’m just not gonna finish that. Love you too, somehow.
Aiming it at my little what?! If you were about to say dog, I'm holding Larry hostage! Try meeeee. Yeah, yeah, yeah. Sure you do.
Diva Focus: Maryse
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[Text] I know Jasmine needs her mom’s Cuddles but I would like you back in bed with me, love.
[Text] why are you both not in my arms right now?!
[text]: I’m coming! Why are you so impatient?!
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[Text] I know Jasmine needs her mom’s Cuddles but I would like you back in bed with me, love.
[Text] yes. Just come. Please. And we can’t get her used to this, babe.
[text]: I know, I know, but just this one time, I promise! Until, the next time......
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[Text] I know Jasmine needs her mom’s Cuddles but I would like you back in bed with me, love.
[Text] I think ahead now. But babe… I miss you!
[text]: You do, you make me proud because I would have killed you if she woke up again, haha. But.......well........can I bring her in there to sleep with us? Pleaseeeeeeee???
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[Text] I know Jasmine needs her mom’s Cuddles but I would like you back in bed with me, love.
[text]: But, she looks so cute here in my arms. Also, good looking out on texting me so you wouldn't wake her up!
Maryse 🙌🙌
Mommy’s new hobby: photographer! New favorite picture of our baby love. Until tomorrow when I take a million more. Night Night Angel Baby <3
Randy bit his lip at the woman’s comment, feeling his eyes swell with tears again before he let out a small laugh “…your mom enjoys makin’ me cry, Princess.. she likes to use it against me.” he grinned a bit and set Jasmine down between them on the bed, pecking Maryse back gently “..no bullets. I’m sure if ya start cursin’ at them in French that’s more than enough to get them to leave her alone.” he grinned.
Maryse brushed at her own tears because like always, Randy crying made her cry. "Your Daddy is just a big ol softy, Jas. Don't let the tattoos and the mean looks fool you, he's a big ol teddy bear." She couldn't help but to laugh because they were already so protective over Jasmine, and she was about to comment on it, but Jasmine started crying. "Well will you look at that, not even two minutes out of Daddy's arms and you're already fussing. Watch, I bet she won't even stop of I pick her up." Maryse gently took Jasmine into her arms, but she was surprised when she almost instantly stopped crying. "Okay I stand corrected. You just want to be in Mommy and Daddy's arms at all times, huh? It's quite alright, trust me, we don't mind."
Randy could see and feel the conflicting emotions in Maryse’s body language when the woman said she didn’t want to watch a movie with him. It was like half of her was terrified of speaking up and the other half really wanted to give in to him. Maybe he was just imagining the second part but whatever it was, that was the half Randy always spoke to. he lowered his voice when she stepped out of his arms, “Ryse… I’m sorry. You know I didn’t mean that.. please?” he begged, still watching as she retreated and left up the stairs. He felt an anger flare up inside him, part of him wanting to demand that she do as he asked but that part was irrational. Randy had only managed to stay with Maryse this long -despite his countless fuck ups- because he’d managed to remain calm and ignore that aggressive side of him when it wanted to physically force her into doing something. Emotionally coaxing her into it though.. yeah, that was something he wasn’t above doing. Randy grabbed his keys and wallet before heading out to the store, only texting Maryse when he was in the car { [Text] I’ll be back soon. xo I cannot apologize enough for what I said. } then drove off to the store to find something to give to the blonde.
There was that part of her that really wanted to give in and just do what Randy wanted, so afraid that if she didn't, it would make him angry and give him an excuse to kick her out of the house, but she just couldn't bring herself to do it, not that night. She didn't even bother to turn around when she heard his begging, again, and she silently headed up to their bedroom where she quickly turned off all the lights and climbed into bed. Maybe she'd feel better in an hour or so, but for the time being she just needed to be left alone. She was just laying there, thinking about how truly fucked up her life and relationship was, when her phone lit up and beeped, indicating she had a text message. She knew it was Randy, no one else texted or called her, and she found that odd because why would he be texting her from downstairs? When she read the message, for some reason it made her panic because she hated when Randy went out that late, and what if this was it? What if this was the night he finally walked away from her? As much as that should have made her happy, in reality it terrified her because as fucked up as everything was, the thought of being without Randy made her feel lost and empty inside. She quickly texted back, [text]: Where are you??? Can you please just come back home? She waited a few minutes, those few minutes turning into more minutes, and even more, and after about 30 minutes of not getting a reply back, she quickly headed downstairs, and she started pacing the kitchen floor, until she finally saw headlights pulling up in the driveway, knowing Randy had finally come back.
Where we are meant to be. || Maryse & Randy
Randy hummed to himself and shrugged as he laced their fingers together and looked back into her dark eyes “In the Midwest..” he said, sure that didn’t help “..don’t really matter, actually.. I love my hometown but now my old house ya know?” he smiled though not because the memories he was talking about weren’t nice ones rather because of the fact that none of that seemed to matter now that he had Maryse with him and could truly see the world for what it was. He hummed and pecked her cheek out of impulse, just having the urge to show his affection/appreciation for her existence. “You should get used to it.. I don’t live too far away.. I’ll be buggin’ you every chance I get.” he laughed, letting go of her hand so she could finish making their snacks and taking a sip of his soda. Randy followed her to her bedroom as he sipped on his drink and took note of the random picture frames and decorations along her hallway. The woman had classy taste and it was a nice change to most of the things he saw around New York. Randy shrugged as he sat on the edge of her bed without her even prompting him to do so “I like both of the options, really.. that and romance comedy are my favorite genres.”
A small blush graced Maryse's cheeks when Randy kissed her there, the small affection sending a small jolt through her body, and she was already anticipating when the two of them actually kissed for the first time. "Well, you can bug me all day, every day if you want to. Just know I'll be bugging you just as much. It's not like I have much else to do." She said with a small sigh over the fact she still hadn't found a job yet, but for some reason, none of that even seemed to matter anymore. Nothing negative mattered, all that mattered was Randy. Once they were in her bedroom, that smile that hadn't seemed to leave her face for quite some time now, only got bigger as she watched Randy sit down on her bed while she retrieved the box all her DVDs were in, and placed it on the bed beside him. "I know you said I should pick, but you're my guest, so go right ahead. You can pick out more than one if you want, seeing as how I'm entirely too excited to sleep anytime soon." While he searched through the DVDs, Maryse retrieved her pajamas out of her dresser, and it was so funny because it didn't even cross her mind to go into the bathroom to change, already feeling so at ease and comfortable around him. "Does your family live here or are they in Missouri still? Sorry I'm asking so many questions, but I want to know everything there is to know about you."