dreamgaia: of nature @laurenjauregui
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dreamgaia: of nature @laurenjauregui
the air before him went a hazy grey as it was matched with the chill of november. a thought he might’ve found amusing if he was already as far away from ashmont as possible. at least that was the plan, way back when. by now he should’ve been headed somewhere warm on the other side of the planet. this was never meant to happen. this tether. these roots he’s subconsciously tended to and allowed to grow. only then to willingly nurture and care for them. he’s grounded here. to this very spot. it’s certainly not the first time the realization has come to mind and it continues to loom over him as emerald irises study the lit window above. there’s movement, it’s likely she’s home. rosa and inseong typically kept to themselves. avoiding parker is what steered him this way, along the side of villa 003 and just underneath delilah’s window.
he just wanted to talk to her. ten minutes. that’s all he needed. some time to decide those next steps or if he even wanted to take them. nerves set his lower lip between pearly whites. she has every right to deny him. what if she doesn’t want to see him at all? what then? what’s another touch of heart ache to add to the bag? tiny pebbles begin to feel like bricks the longer they rest in his hand. this is silly but what has he got to lose... a few connect with their intended target. a few ricochet off the side. tink. tink. tink. this is supposed to be a thing. film wasn’t something he necessarily focused on, but the con had seen enough american movies as a child, forever longing to be in a place like that. only as a kid this wasn’t exactly the life he envisioned. the wait, not terribly long, still felt like eons boring into him in this vulnerable state. a black hoodie could only conceal someone for so long. and there she was, a cautious brunette slowly peering behind the curtains. “delilah!” her name falls on the line between a whisper and a shout. it’s not quite like it matters anyways if her window is closed and she can’t hear him but he persists. “dee,” the second utterance of her name holds some tenderness as he looks up at her. his volume drops a few notches now in part to remain concealed but mostly in hopes of getting her to actually listen. “I know...you probably don’t want to see me right now..but..I just need to talk to you..to clear things up.”
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Timothée Chalamet for L’Uomo Vogue, photography by Karim Sadli x
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Timothée Chalamet & Saoirse Ronan for Entertainment Weekly. x
melissa’s very long list of favorite ships (in order of ship name) grace olsen and daniel williamson. “i thought i knew everything, okay? i was always so, so right but so alone. and then i met you. and you loved me so hard. i was scared. i didn’t know what to do with it. i didn’t deserve it. no one has ever loved me like you do. ever. not even my parents. not like this. they’re not here for me like you are. and i want to be there for you. so, please. this relationship is not perfect, i know that. but it’s ours, and it’s everything.”
Run boy run! This race is a prophecy Run boy run! Break out from society
Perrie Edwards for 1883 magazine.
harmonys: Perrie Edwards for 1883 magazine. harmonys: Perrie Edwards for 1883 magazine.
plots based on actual encounters i’ve experienced
my internet isn’t working so i called customer service and you answered and instead of sitting in awkward silence while things load you strike up a really funny conversation with me and now i don’t want to hang up?
you came into the store i work at looking for something and i had no idea where it was so we bonded over this impromptu scavenger hunt and now you’re always out shopping for something just to see me
while waiting outside our classroom i asked what the homework was to which you replied “we had homework!?” and now we always wait outside the classroom together… also you always copy my homework
we volunteered to sell sandwiches to raise money for the school and i know we literally just met but you’re the most adorable dork i’ve ever met that laughs at all my stupid jokes and i could probably stare at your smile forever i think i’m in love with you??
you’re the funniest (and cutest) guy in class so one day i strike up a conversation with you in the corridor only to realize you’re actually very sweet and sensitive and you write poetry??? roses are red, violets are blue, i think i may be in love you
you’re this really cool, hot chick in class who’s also super smart and artistic and i’ve been pining over you for weeks and now we’re partnered for a project and you’re actually super fucking funny??? but you have a boyfriend so instead we just become best friends and now i’m honestly so glad i was stupidly gay for you that one time
you’re this really funny blog i follow that’s super fucking popular and i made a post about you and you actually responded??? i’m deceased??? now we’re best friends that talk every single day and we might even be a little gay for each other and i can’t even believe i was merely a follower of yours once
you’re this fairly popular viner/youtuber and i ran into you while on vacation and when i offered you a handshake you gave me a hug and followed my twitter so now we dm each other and every time i visit your live streams you always excitedly greet me and i feel so special!!!!
we were in a really long, slow line and i see you reading a book so i peek over your shoulder and ask you what book it is and you whip around just to excitedly tell me all about it and now we’re talking about our favorite books, movies, music and both our groups of friends are tired of us but we don’t care also did i mention you’re ridiculously cute???
You always look like you have honey under your skin.
my husband to me today (via miel-de-la-reine)
could i PLEASE have some “we met on tinder” plots? you pick a muse, i pick a muse, then we pretend they matched on tinder, throw them into a conversation, and see how it goes?! it could go so many different directions… i need it.
not going to lie i 100% want a plot where muse a is an assassin that has been dating muse b for over a year and has managed to keep their career a secret until they get called in for a new assignment and find out that muse b is their next target. it would be so full of angst and drama and yes just give it to me please.
“Tell me about yourself.”