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@chasemylincoln
FROM CHASE: 🎱 … your muse owning mine’s ass in pool.
She groaned as Chase once again got his solid ball into the socket. “I feel like you’re cheating.” Harmony chuckled and circled the table, waiting for her turn. She chalked her cue stick with a smirk and pointed to the table. “So where’d ya learn how to play?”
@chasemylincoln
“Not cheating.” Chase was smug as he lined up yet another perfect shot. “And I’m not giving away my secrets.” He pulled back the cue and knocked a ball across the table into a corner pocket. “Oh look at that, still my turn.”
Tres Leches- Chase & Alana
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She chuckled as Chase spoke, loading his car and opening the door to the passenger seat. “Alright, alright. No more talking then. These lips are sealed.” She sat in the seat and programmed Chase’s navigator with the address to the Colombian restaurant, leaning back with a smile as he started driving. She was also ridiculously hungry and more than anything, glad to be out of the dorms for a while. She looked out the window, tapping her fingertips to the music playing in the background. She hummed along and looked over to Chase. “It’s just another ten minutes or so…”
"If I knew that's all it took. I would've just said that awhile ago." Chase smirked, he loved getting under Alana's skin. Right now, there was too much nice going on, and Chase was getting bored of it. He needed some drama. "Fuuuuuuck." He groaned. His impatient nature was kicking in, and he knew just looking at the map that there was potential he'd end up in some sort of traffic or something ridiculous. "Entertain me. I'm bored."
[ 📲 • sms from CHASE ] —— you looked really good today.
[Text: Chase]: NEWSFLASH! I look good every damn day. But thanks.[Text: Chase]: So, what kinda alternate universe are we in, seeing as you actually took the time to look at little old me? 🙄
@chasemylincoln
[TEXT:] #relevant [TEXT:] i was bored and you were there? plus, my eyes tend to wander to the attractive things.
[ 📲 • sms from CHASE ] —— you text me after i upload a bomb selfie i see.
[Text: Chase]: It was just bad timing![Text: Chase]: I ain’t no fuckgirl. 😂[Text: Chase]: You do look good tho. What hair product do you use?
@chasemylincoln
[TEXT:] keep telling yourself that. [TEXT:] thx babe. i use this American Crew Fiber shit.
Ya done texted...
santiago: Alright. Fine.
chase: you're my hero.
chase: i owe you.
Tres Leches- Chase & Alana
She pulled her beach bag over her shoulder as she walked across the quad towards Chase. “You can help me, you know!” She chuckled and then murmured to herself, “Instead of standing there and looking like Calvin Klein’s next model. Jesus.” Once she was close enough, she dropped the bag at their feet and then placed her hands on her hips. “How do I look? Will number 23 be ready for all this jelly or will I have to find someone who can handle this?” She giggled and gestured towards his car. “I’ve got some blankets and towels. Did you invite a lot of people? Oh! We can get ingredients for S’mores before we head to to the beach! What do you think?”!
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Chase was sure his stomach was echoing across the quad with how hungry he was becoming. Or rather, how hangry. "Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. My lord ya fannybaws where've you been?" His eyes rolled as he pulled himself away from where he'd been leaning. He smirked a little at her Calvin Klein comment. "Good lord Alana, he has a name!" Chase let his eyes wander her frame. "He'll dig it. I see you took my recommendation." He smirked slightly, clothed in his light green chubbies and a short sleeved denim buttondown. Chase uncrossed his arms and tossed his car keys a few times. "I texted the team, and some other key folks." Chase shrugged, catching the keys again. "Damn cheerleader, you talk a lot." The hanger was intruding. "Can we just eat, and then attempt to figure things out. I'm so Hungry!"
Text: BAMPOT
alana: maybe.
chase: did you hear that?
chase: it's my stomach growling.
Text: BAMPOT
alana: 🙄
chase: LOVE ME.
Text: BAMPOT
alana: 😁
alana: coming!
chase: that's what she said.
Text: BAMPOT
alana: I don't know. I think you like spending time with me after alllll
alana: lol it's pretty funny. I'm really not the strutting type. Check your snap, I posted a video of my best strut! judge me all you want!
chase: don't push it.
chase: oh lord woman. just get your ass to the quad, I'm hungry.
Text: BAMPOT
alana: I don't know. We fight over text all the time. I think I'm finally softening you up. 😉😉😉😉
alana: I know.
alana: lol If you could see me right now, I'm strutting! lol
chase: BULLSHIT.
chase: Strutting? psh. that's a funny picture.
Text: BAMPOT
alana: You're not so bad when I don't want to kill you.
alana: genius.
alana: lmao I think 23 will owe you because the catch here is me,lbr.
chase: it's because we have phones between us, just wait until we're in the quad.
chase: it happens. 😉
chase: AYEEEEEEEEEEEE. Damn right!
Text: BAMPOT
alana: lol My knight in baseball armour.
alana: the flowy sleeves?
alana: oh! the one with the peep hole! And shorts? or jeans?
alana: if you don't enjoy dinner then I guess I owe you.
chase: i do what i can.
chase: YEAH that one.
chase: shorts. then if you get cold it'll give 23 a reason to shed his sweatshirt for ya. 😉
chase: sounds like a plan. you owe me anyways. 23 is a catch.
Text: BAMPOT
alana: Hmm. Number 23. He's cute. Thanks, Chase. That's pretty cool of you.
alana: I'm just looking for something cute to wear.
alana: great. you'll like this place, I think. The food is amazing.
chase: hey man, everybody deserves to get laid. I'm happy to aid and assist.
chase: wear that one shirt with the flowy sleeves. It's hot.
chase: i'm going to hold you to that.
Text: BAMPOT
alana: That sounds nice. I'll bring blankets and towels. Meet me on the quad in like 10 mins? Anyone cute? Anyone my type?
alana: good :)
alana: You'll have to try the tres leches cake. To die for!
chase: which player was it you liked at the game that time? I'll make sure he's there. and I'll make intros happen fo sho.
chase: see u in 10.
chase: i could go for cake.
Text: BAMPOT
Alana: My pleasure.
Alana: I'm down for whatever. You know more people than I do.
Alana: Always.
chase: I know a shitton of folks. i'll text the boys. And a couple ladies. It'll be a thing.
chase: but dinner will be jus you n me K?