* bella bossa nova @bellasferreira - Tumblr Blog

love when it comes without a warning, cause waiting for it gets so boring

hi babes, below the read more are details about my quote unquote reformed (but not really) mean girl Isabella Ferreira. but here's a quick tl;dr: she's 28 years old, immigrated from brazil to canada when she was 15. she currently co-owns an inclusive clothing store in downtown vancouver called for every rose and is a content creator on social media with almost one million followers. I hope there's an isabella shaped spot in your muse's life for her! I'd love to play out some y2k tropes! x

#vcintro

campmiasmas

CAMILA MENDES as DREA TORRES DO REVENGE (2022) dir. Jennifer Kaytin Robinson

#Long post tw #do revenge #character parallel;#muse; face

*falls in love with the attention you give me but not with you*

#muse;

bob-belcher

10 THINGS I HATE ABOUT YOU (1999)

#muse;#character parallel;

dcminions

DO REVENGE ( 2022 )

#muse; face #do revenge

hiten-mosaad:

Status: Open Location: Affinity Nightclub

Hiten felt their body vibrating with the beat in the club, shaking their shoulders as they made their way through the double glass doors onto the patio out back, a vape pen already in their hands. There wasn’t much of a crowd here, it was a little cold, but heaters around the place made it sort of cosy, and the blankets that were laying around actually seemed clean. They turned on the vape, annoyance spreading over their face as they concluded they hadn’t charged it. They took a quick look around and nudged the first person they saw lightly. “Say, would you perhaps be the owner of a package of smokes?” They asked.

-

“Excuse me? Do I look like the owner of a package of smokes?” She asked incredulously, her full brows making the most of her disgruntled expression. “Smoking tobacco is so boomer.” She stated as if she was making it into law. Her slender hand waved in the air. She eyed the person in front of her, taking in their face as she decided if she should share something she deemed better than ol’ cigarettes. They were attractive enough to where Bella deemed them worthy of attention. “I’ve got pot.” Her voice rang as she shook her hot pink shoulder bag. “I’ll share if you let me wear your jacket. I don’t trust these blankets.”

#smoking tw #drugs tw #thread;#thread; hiten

asrabxt:

Sasha had poked at his waffles a bit but admittedly hadn’t eaten much of them. He looked up at her when she commented on it. As much as he wanted to fight it, how could he? Not with her at least. “Ugh, it’s Jasper. I mean, it’s not,” he waved his fork around, “but it is. That fucking cruise.” He used his fork to cut off a small bit of waffle for himself to take another bite. “So the other day I was called to a thing and I had to help him, nothing serious. Then, we’re both a little drunk on the cruise and we’re making out in a closet with his hand down my pants. Then, when I text him about it, like, what the fuck, he gets all defensive.” He sighed a little. Sure, there was more, but this was the important part at least, the part she’d want to know.

-

Bella hid the joy she felt when Sasha’s defenses folded from a single word from her. He had her full attention the second he dropped Jasper’s name. Isabella’s relationship with Jasper was truly unique as they hated each other, but still tolerated one another enough to have the other in their lives constantly. “Glad I stuck to land because ew.” She said with a purse of her lips. Her disdain was obviously honest but lighthearted. She didn’t exactly hide her dislike for Jasper in front of Sasha. “i mean, love that you got some sexual gratification on the sea, but really? Jasper? You could do much better.”

#thread;#thread; sasha #// short bad and bitchy is this reply

boyd-harris:

—Starter for @bellasferreira Location: The elevator for some corporate building

Talk about a waste of fucking time… Zara had offered to set him up with her lawyer friend to discuss any custody settlements that might come into play, and he’d agreed despite his better judgement. She said he had offered to charge the ‘friends and family rate,’ but it didn’t take long for Boyd to figure out that simply meant Zara was going to pay the difference. He didn’t accept his sister’s money under normal circumstances, which meant he sure as fuck wasn’t going to when she tricked him into it. He didn’t need some overpaid hack in a thousand dollar suit, anyway — he’d figure it out himself.

Phone reception in the elevator was spotty at best, but that didn’t stop Boyd from taking the opportunity to draft up a text ripping his sister a new one. ‘Are you a fucking idiot, or do you just think I am? What part of I don’t need your charity isn’t coming across to you, because I can use different words if you’ve suddenly forgotten the English langua—’

His thumbs paused as the elevator ground to a halt with a sound that did not sound promising. “Did we just stop?”

-

Bella was drafting up a work email. Her thumbs were moving at forty-five words per minute, her message was a very passionate worded email about Valentino’s new hot pink color. “You don’t understand I need everything in my si-” her thumbs and her spoiled mentality froze as she felt the ground beneath her shift, jolting her from her soles to her hips. Immediately, the brunette began to panic and started taking in the surroundings that once held no significance. These four walls and the man beside her were now beginning to matter. “Wha-wha-what do we do?” She said shakily, her wide eyes looking at the man before her. Her arms gestured for an answer as the nervous energy began to grow before recognition broke through her anxiety. “Wait, how do I know you,” She said squinting as she placed his memorable glassy baby blue eyes.

#thread; boyd #// short n bad but you love me right #anxiety tw

closed starter for: @asrabxt where: brunch in downtown

“Okay, what’s going on? You’ve hardly touched your pumpkin spice waffles.” Isabella’s voice rings of concern with a dash of annoyance. The spread in front of them was picture perfect and, of course one of the best that money could buy. So she had an inkling Sasha’s loss of appetite was something more, since they both had enthusiastically agreed to a brunch to welcome the new Fall season. Bella set down her pumpkin spice espresso martini to bring attention to her friend. “Dish.” She commanded, after folding her fingers together to rest her chin upon them.

#thread;#thread; sasha #food tw #alcohol tw

tyramirez:

Where: Coffee shop downtown.

Who: anyone

@vancitystarters

Tyler had a rare moment he was off and that didn’t come that often for him. He was always the type to take on extra shifts and overtime to do what he could. But after working for a week straight with 12 hour days pretty much he was told to have the day off. So he went to downtown to do a bunch of tasks he has been putting off. Picking up things he needed for his place, signing some papers, and getting some food too. It was still early in the day so he had to take his second pit stop for coffee.

He was pretty average almost 30 year that needed coffee a few times today to get by. But he wasn’t one for the chain shops he always went to a few local small stops to get his fix. He stood back as he waited in line a few people in front of him. Most fine with waiting but one was annoyed mumbling under their breath at the wait.

Ty let out a breath to relax himself, at the one saying rude comments on the wait. “You know…” he said out loud. “I’ve heard this is great place to work, everyone is so friendly here” he looked around. “I see they are hiring too, I am sure that will get wait times down?” he didn’t really say it towards the person more out loud. But the person took it rudely and looked back at Tyler. Who had his Navy shirt on and Vancouver PD hat on, that made them not say a thing and just quickly order their drink.

Once Ty was up they gave him his usual, yes he went that much for his large black coffee and a pastry that he always let whoever was working pick out for him. “Thank you” he said as he picked up his items and gave them a tip then moved to sit down by the window.

-

“Mighty fine display of dealing with a Karen, Officer Ramirez.” Veronica’s melodic voice chimed in as she approached the other, grinning wide, looking too bright eyed for the afternoon. “I feel so safe knowing you’re out here fending off the threat of Karens in your local coffee shops.” She teased him as a greeting. Isabella was never the person who would actually say hello to start a conversation; it was so mediocre. The brunette winked at Tyler before taking the empty seat across from him, and then took a sip of her sweetened iced coffee. “Is this your third or fourth visit of the day?” She questioned, mostly teasing him and herself with this coffee addiction they both shared.

#thread;#thread; tyler #food tw

xoxoveronicawalsh:

Who: Open @vancitystarters

Where: Any place with a bar and open mic

The sound and energy of the crowd made Veronica feel as she wasn’t alone and the sound of the music was enough to trasnport Veronica to another world. A peaceful world. That’s what music did to her, since she was young it was always her safety net. When the world was crumbling as if it was the fall of Rome all over again and as the people around her were raging like the ocean waters during a thunder storm, music was Veronica’s anchor. Her anchor keeping her afloat as she slowly dealt with the war around her. After she was done, she walked over to the bar as the bartender put down a drink in front of her. “Thanks babe.” She noticed someone approaching her but decided to ignore them in favor of quenching her thirst.

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“Oh, quelle surprise, is that you Veronica?” Her voice rang out ahead of her as she stepped over to the bar, taking the space right next to her intended prey. Isabella’s smile was pleasant, but although was questionably genuine. She still wore it well while she continued on with her greeting. “Loved the song, but the outfit--” she paused to scrunch her nose and shake her head. “Not enough cleavage.”