Sanem x crying
Stranger Things
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@fatimaalhadid
Sanem x crying
SEAN GOLDING. ( @seangldin )
“You can do whatever the fuck you want,” he laughs, eyes drifting ahead of them, making sure she didn’t walk into someone– or something. “That’s the beauty of a dirt dog. The dirtier the better, you know? Bacon wrapped, corn, mayo… lettuce, fries, pickles… not to sound gross or anything, but I’d put all that shit if I could.” Hand to his abdomen, Sean tilts his head back as he groans. “I’m soooo hungry.”
“Allah, Allah. This is amazing.” She kept walking backwards, her eyes focused on him as he talked about the kind of hot dog he would have gotten. At this point, Fatima wasn’t sure if she was thinking about food or other things. Naturally, food was the way to her heart. “Well, I do love a dirty hot dog. I’m sure you could get all of that if you wanted. After all, you did say I could get whatever the fuck I want so you could also do the same.” She patted his stomach as he groaned out loud. “That’s why we’re getting hot dogs. I’m pretty sure I could eat them for at least an hour. Maybe we should get several.”
PLEASANT COFFEY. ( @pleascnt· )
Pleasant lived a pretty sheltered life growing up; everyone she knew was heavily involved in the church and didn’t partake in the Sin City aspect of their city. But Pleasant had been in the real world long enough to notice the signs of someone who was high out of their mind. And Fatima, she was definitely presenting those signs. “That’s a stupid question,” Pleasant stated, not caring if it came off as rude. She held onto the other girl for a moment longer before letting out a laugh and pulling back. “Good Lord, what are you on?”
Fatima was always the type to march to the beat of her own drum and have fun the way she wanted to have fun. The only problem this time was that she had the type of fun she knew she probably shouldn’t have had. “It is, isn’t it? Why would pigs ever be able to fly? They don’t have any wings.” She almost facepalmed herself, but she just insisted on rolling her eyes. Only she would say something like that right now. Oh, she definitely shouldn’t have taken that hit. Being high was not her friend just like being drunk wasn’t. “Pretty green leaves, my dear Pleasant. Pretty green leaves.”
NICKY MENDOZA. ( @nickymendcza )
“Good, that’s what I like to hear. It’s no fun if I’m drunk and you’re sober anyway, you can’t carry me home.” Though the sight would certainly be comical to witness as a third party, he was sure. “Be adorable all you want. If I gotta hear about who likes it when you slather them in peanut butter, I’m tuning you out.” There were nightmares he was willing to endure and there were others which could be stopped before they began. She could guess which one her little anecdotes fell under. “Two points. I deducted the other seven because you refuse to acknowledge that it’s a normal people store.”
“Yes, I can’t, but I would try my absolute best. I can try to carry you. I’ll do it. You don’t think I can do it? Fight me.” It was nearly impossible for her to lift him to attempt to carry him home, but would she say she couldn’t? Hell no. She was going to try her damn best to do it if she had to. There was no way she was going to leave him to fend for himself if he was the drunk one and her the sober one. “Peanut butter? Please, it would be chocolate syrup or caramel. Peanut butter can’t be licked off easily and I’m not a dog.” The more she could torture him, the better. Fatima basically lived for the never-ending facial expressions he could give her in a matter of seconds just from her stories alone. It was the highlight of her day. “I had nine points and you got rid of seven? I’ve never shopped at Old Navy, I’m sorry. I will acknowledge it’s a normal people store. Can I get my points back?”
@fatimaalhadid
kisses, hearts, bouquet, romance!
hearts: did/do you write your crushes name in the margins of your books?
“How’d you know that?”
bouquet: have you ever dated someone twice?
“Not that I remember. If I did, that’s highly embarrassing.”
date, red roses
date: have you ever stargazed with your s/o?
“That is way too sentimental and weird.”
red roses: what’s the last thing you gave someone for valentine’s day?
“Sex.”
teddy bears, secrets admirer, box of chocolates & gifts
box of chocolates: are you single? if so, what would you say the best thing about being single is?
“Yes, I am. The best thing about is that I don’t have to go home to anyone but myself at the end of the night.”
kisses, teddy bears, gifts
kisses: where is your favourite place to be kissed? why?
“My neck. I don’t know why. It just feels right.”
teddy bears: are you clingy?
“No. I wouldn’t wish that on anyone.”
gifts: do you prefer flowers or chocolates?
“Definitely chocolate. I’m not an animal.”
LUKE CALLOWAY. ( @lukexcalloway· )
“Wow. Ditto. Look at us, two of a kind.” Luke huffed out a laugh, looking at the woman before he motioned towards the bar, “I’ll buy you a drink to make up for my shitty personality.”
“Let’s not go that far. We’ve got one thing in common. That’s it. We’ll just agree on that.” At the suggestion of a drink, she just couldn’t resist. “Fine. That works, too.” She headed towards the bar and sat down on a stool as she looked at Luke. “Surprise me.”
secret admirer, love letters, blushing, whipped, romance <3
secret admirer: do you usually admire someone from afar or ask them on a date upfront?
“I’ll ask them on a date upfront.”
love letters: are you a cheesy lovey dovey person?
“No.”
whipped: have you ever embarrassed yourself in front of your s/o or crush? if yes, tell us about it
“Oh, of course I have. I choked on a piece of dolma in front of my high school crush. That was not fun.”
romance: how many times do you say ‘i love you’ a day
“Once or twice to my sister.”
bouquet, red, blushing
bouquet: have you ever dated someone twice?
“No. Not at all. Why break up with someone if you’re going to end up wanting them again? I prefer sticking to my decision. I’m not a relationship person anyway.”
red: would you date your friend’s ex?
“Absolutely not. There’s a reason they’re an ex and I don’t want to find out by making them my ex as well.”
blushing: are you good at making people flustered?
“I think people make me flustered more than I make other flustered.”
GINA LINETTI
LUKE CALLOWAY. ( @lukexcalloway· )
Luke could only laugh, but he bit his tongue before he could get himself into more trouble with the woman. “Okay, fine with me. I don’t have to be banging you to be your friend, you know. But if you only want me for my face, well…that’s just mean.”
“Yes, that is something I know firsthand. I don’t fuck all of my friends.” She could only roll her eyes at him. Of course he would say that. “Well, you were mean first. Karma is a bitch. Am I supposed to say I like your personality? Because you’re a long way from me saying that right now.”
LUKE CALLOWAY. ( @lukexcalloway· )
Luke refrained from groaning, biting his bottom lip as he looked at Fatima when she came closer. He knew he was too abrasive, and for once, he actually felt like maybe he was in the wrong, “Okay, stop.” Luke took her hand off of his shoulder, bringing to his mouth instead so he could place a kiss against her knuckles, “I had meant for it to be a joke – the whole mouth thing. I didn’t realize it sounded worse until afterwards, but my fuckin’ pride didn’t want to admit it. So forgive me and I’ll leave you alone.”
She would’ve pulled her hand away, but then he started speaking again. If there was one thing Fatima could not do, it was hold a grudge. Well, she could when it really mattered. But when someone knew they were in the wrong and apologized, she guessed she could forgive. She couldn’t forget, but she would forgive. “Fine. We will be friends because I find your face aesthetically pleasing to look at, but my legs are closed for business for you, buddy.”
CAMERON JANCAN. ( @cameronjancan· )
When the woman had been staring at him intensely, most of the night, Cameron had definitely not expected her to say what just came out of her mouth. He looked at her both amused and confused, not sure how to respond. The man couldn’t tell if she was hitting on him or offering him a contract. “Uh –– not professionally? But like it’s the twenty first century, baby. The era of selfies so of course I’ve taken photos of myself.”
“Right. Well, enough of that. I was just hitting on you. I didn’t actually want to know if you had photos taken of yourself. It’s clear you’re a...” She paused as she thought of what MC he could be a part of. Her eyes scanned for any tattoo that looked familiar, but she just decided to take a guess. It wasn’t like she could see the back of his cut. “Jester?”
LUKE CALLOWAY. ( @lukexcalloway· )
“We’re all whores, Fatima. Don’t act like you’re so special.” Luke gave up trying to light the cigarette he had pulled out, tossing it away before he shoved his lighter back into his pocket. He sighed, finally turning to face Fatima, “Fine. Sorry. I didn’t mean it.”
“Don’t act like I’m so special? Oh, I’m so sorry that everyone else is okay with being called one.” She wanted to walk away just so she didn’t have to look at his stupid face or hear whatever nonsense was about to come out of his mouth. Fatima was perfectly fine going about her day. Of course he had to talk again though. Her hand went to his shoulder, a slow grin reaching her face. “Yeah, I’m sure you’re really sorry. Luke...don’t act like you’re so special. I don’t need an apology from you. I mean, since I’m not a nun, I could have another you just like that.”