“It’s bullshit to think of friendship and romance as being different. They’re not. They’re just variations of the same love. Variations of the same desire to be close.”

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@beatricefell
“It’s bullshit to think of friendship and romance as being different. They’re not. They’re just variations of the same love. Variations of the same desire to be close.”
@doctormeredithfell
“Oh my god, don’t tell me you’re doing this too?” she asked with a grimace, noticing the basket that Meredith was holding. Sure, she had to because she was told to by her mother, but Meredith? Meredith could of managed to get out of it. She was an adult after all. “Don’t tell me that it’s been so long since you’ve had a date that you’ve gone to desperate measures?”
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Gia tried not to roll her eyes as she sat dressed in a slinky dress and heels that she was sure was going to kill her. She felt like she was a show pony as she was on display, her basket in tow. “I know these baskets are for dates but at this point, I’m convinced that they’re just accessories,”
“See, that’s where you’ve got to beat this system. Don’t dress up, give them a shitty basket, maybe a speech about female rights and empowerment. That’s the plan for my mystery basket winner anyway.” she couldn’t help but hear the other girl, feeling the need to make a comment over it. “Gotta bring this town out of the dark ages you know?”
@selfishkol
This sucked. It was her mum’s idea, a founding family girl couldn’t possibly not take part in the auction, it would be scandalous. So her basket had been bid off, as if it was the basket that was really for sale. She felt like a slab of meat, and as she sat crossed legged on the floor, no cozy blanket or nice set up in sight. Just her glaring at the blank screen in front of her and a basket that concealed a very terrible assortment of treats. She just couldn’t wait to lecture the mystery winner of her basket about why they were a total creep. Unless it was Monique. God she hoped it would be Monique.
Beatrice Fell Basket Auction
Basket includes: A bottle of vodka, a box of twinkies and a very sarcastic note over how the winner of her basket must only be able to buy dates.
The winner of Beatrices basket was Kol Mikaelson @selfishkol
Arent you worried what your family might think about you hanging around with vampires?
“I mean...I’m not exactly broadcasting it to my family. I know what they think about the supernatural, but considering our own family secrets I’d hope they’d try and be open minded.”
Do you think it would work out between you and Kol?
“You say that like we’re dating. You know we’re just friends, right?”
On a scale of 1-100 how bad do you wanna pounce on Kol Mikaelson?
“I mean...I haven’t had sex in a while and he is really hot. So it’s got to be a solid 90. Would be 100 if I thought he’d be interested.”
“I love fashion and there is no easier way to express yourself than through the clothes you wear.”
3. to shower with my muse (kol)
This was not something Bea did. Lying in the Mikaelson’s bed yet again they’d spent the entire weekend together, most of the time wrapping between each others legs in one way or another. The thrill of being with him was intoxicating - and it was strange how easily she’d adapted to being so comfortable around him.
The shower was running, she could hear it from where she laid on the bed. An idea popped into her head, and, stripping off her clothes she tiptoed to the bathroom, taking in a slow breath before stepping inside.
“Mind if I join you?” she asked in a soft and sweet voice, the smirk on her lips giving off an entirely different impression as she stepped into the shower, biting down on her lower lip as she looked him up and down.
✨ Playfully shove my muse’s shoulder
“Look at you, being all relationshippy.” she laughed, shoving his shoulder as he finished texting Niamh. It was adorable really, and she couldn’t help but feel happy for her friend. “You know, you’re meant to be treating me to fries here.” she pointed out with a dramatic sigh. “Bros before hoes Stiles, you’ve got to remember this in life.”
🙌 Push/Shove my muse (scott)
"Shut up!” she laughed, moving to push both of her hands at the boys chest. Of course Scott knew about her little crush on Stiles, but it didn’t mean anything. Not that she was going to accept him teasing her for hanging out with some mystery man. “He’s not a stranger - his name is Kol.”
🤞vera
🤞 Come up beside them and tap the shoulder opposite where they’re standing
Beatrice had jumped, not realizing someone was trying to get her attention until their hand was on her shoulder, causing her to turn round. Immediately though she smiled, relieved to see a girl standing there. “Hey...Vera, right?”
❝ i’m in desperate need of a hug. ❞ (monique)
Beatrice didn’t need to hear anything but that, pulling the other girl into a tight embrace. “Lucky for you, I have enough hugging abilities to keep you happy forever.” she mumbled, nestling her head on her friends shoulder.
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Zack chuckled as he ran away from the other trying to keep his distance. ‘’Okay okay…i’m sorry. I wont do it again I promise.’’ although it was pretty funny the other seemed very annoyed by his actions. ‘’Come on- you know it was funny!’’
“Oh my god you idiot.” Bea couldn’t help but laugh in confused awe at the boy, shaking her head in silent amusement. He was...insane. She was pretty sure of it, and they had some real weirdos in town he could rival in that department. “Ok, ok, it was a little funny.” she admitted with a roll of her eyes.