À nos amours (1983)
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@folktvles
À nos amours (1983)
@folktvles .
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“I also brought in the big gun mixer because the other mixer was struggling.”
From: GOURMET MAKES S1 | E32: Milky Ways
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@svnkisses
‘ please, love me ‘
but, those words catch in my throat.
you deserve so much more, so much better
than these jagged pieces
these shards of what i used to be
because, in the end,
they will only [ cut ] you down
&& you deserve… BETTER
@folktvles .
THE PANIC IN NEEDLE PARK (1971) dir. Jerry Schatzberg
@folktvles .
bespokens·:
𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫﹕ @folktvles··
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀❪ ⠀ * ⠀ ─ he holds onto the small bag lightly, his free hand holding his phone to his ear while his father drones on meticulously about their plans. tybalt isn’t the biggest fan of the giant titan that rules over his life, but he knows better than to disobey him – at the end of the day, tybalt will find someone else to deal with his problems anyway. upon meeting their eyes, he promptly hangs up on his father after a quick goodbye and walks past the host to the table, a smile growing on his lips at the mere sight of them. happiness is a foreign concept, often weaved with catches and deals he has to broker to feel even a sliver of it, but they’ve given him enough of it that he enjoys having them in his presence. he looks forward to plane rides to their location and the feeling of their hand in his; it’s the little things he misses the most besides the obvious. ⠀ ❝ you look beautiful, ❞ ⠀ he says softly into their ear after embracing them in a short hug. ⠀ ❝ i got you a gift. ❞ ⠀
meticulously did sunhi prepare to see him that night. from the patterned fabric of her sundress to the gloss lip she spent way too long perfecting. it all had to be as perfect as the air that followed him wherever he went. she arrived early ( as she so often did ) and was left to sit in her own anticipation. one glass of water quickly turned into three, and the tapping of her toes had begun to earn her side glances from neighboring tables. anxious, and eager to see him she wondered if the man who she shared a moon with was just as nervous as she was. but from the way he brushed in with ease, she knew that wasn’t the case. a blush, deeper than the color she put on herself, engulfed her cheeks at his compliment and his embrace left her feeling shy. but she was given no time to compose herself before the announcement of a gift was presented. “ you did what ? ” her gaze flickered to the small bag in his hand, and her she smiled the kind of smile that reserved just for him : full of adoration that burned brighter than any sun. “ that’s for me ? ” she questioned. “ you didn’t have to do that.. ” and it was because there was no obligation, and he did it anyway that made her heart call for him all the more.
bespokens·:
𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫﹕ @folktvles·
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀❪ ⠀ * ⠀ ─ it isn’t rare for her to feel stupid, but there’s something about this situation specifically that always makes her feel as if her brain is deteriorating right in front of her. the styrofoam box squeaks in her hands when she shifts it from side to side, the smell of a home-cooked meal wafting from it into her nose while she walks up to him nervously. amelie dropped off baked goods for everyone else already, as routine calls, and as always, she’s made her way over to him with real food instead of just sweets. it’s not needed, she’s been told, but saving her life is something that can’t be repaid in just a meal or two. ⠀ ❝ hey, ❞ ⠀ she greets, a smile spreading across her lips. ⠀ ❝ i brought lunch – if you want. ❞ ⠀
there weren’t many things vincent found tranquility in. he moved through his day with a fixed grimace on his features, and an anger that he had nowhere to place so he gave it to the world. but working on cars ── specifically his car, allowed him to carry on with equanimity. it’s safe to say he wasn’t exactly excited to be interrupted by a voice he didn’t think he’d hear again. at first he didn’t look her way. he kept his eyes focused on the engine in front of him, but the smell of the food wafting from the box she held in her hands did make him curious. before he got the chance to ask she was offering it to him, much to the surprise she could read on his face. “ and if i didn’t want ? ” he inquired, though he took the box from her anyway; eyeing it with interest, and uncertainty. “ you want something ? i usually don’t receive random acts of kindness. ” his nonchalance was clear as he leaned against the car before meeting her eyes. “ thought i told you, you shouldn’t hang around here... or are you going to tell me you got lost again ? ”
icytouched·:
𝑓𝑜𝑟 : @folktvles·
─── ⭒ “you realize he’s gonna kill us, right?” juwon states, though there’s nothing in his actions that plan to stop alina. “basically put our heads over his fireplace type of killing ━ maybe he’ll use my body as a rug.”
“ i’d love to see him try. ” voice came sickly sweet from her place at the driver’s side. popping the door open was easy, it’s getting the engine started that presented to be a challenge. “ besides you’re his friend, don’t you think he wants his friend to be happy ? ” it was a ridiculous web of logic she was spinning, but she was set on having a date neither had to pay for. and wasn’t that what their benefactor was there for in the end ? to give them money ? it made sense to her. “ and in addition...─── ” she started as the engine of a car that belonged to neither of them roared to life. her body lifted from the driver’s side so she could stand in front of juwon; one hand dancing its fingertips over his chest while the other trailed to the hem of her own skirt to lift it just enough. “ we both know my draw finger is a lot quicker than is. ” her voice dipped just low enough for him to her, as the knife strapped to her thigh was revealed for him to see momentarily. “ now ! ” she exclaimed, fixing her skirt and smiling innocently at him. “ are you driving, or am i ? you did get his card right ? ”
bespokens·:
𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫﹕ @folktvles·
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀❪ ⠀ * ⠀ ─ her footfalls are soft, boots against hardwood when she approaches him with crinkled eyes and a curve upon her lips. a hum falls lazily, the familiar melody lingering in the air around her when she reaches him and her fingertips dance a pattern among his arm. the lighting of his apartment is dim, dancing bodies around them moving to a song that doesn’t match the song caught in her throat when she leans into him. ⠀ ❝ matty! ❞ ⠀ she whines. ⠀ ❝ i haven’t seen you all night– or all week. i miss you. ❞ ⠀
with so many pretty distractions, it’s no surprise matty paraded himself between every corner of his apartment. when she finds him he’s perched on his kitchen counter. the current subject of his attention was a pretty redhead who started batting her eyelashes before she had the chance to stop it. he might have had the chance to make her love him had his focus now been broken by familiar tone. eyes instantly moving away to a new pretty face. “ bela ! ” he exclaimed, issuing quick apology to the woman he’d previously been speaking to. it was his way of letting her know their conversation was now over. “ where the hell have you been loca ? ” ( overused ) joke fell from his lips, and was quickly followed by a chuckle as he pulled her in for a hug. “ you get prettier by the minute. seriously, where have you been ? ” he questioned as he pulled way, body leaning against the counter as he eyed her up and down. she really had gotten prettier.
svnkisses·:
@folktvles·
it would happen sooner or later . it was almost inevitable , though nayoung had quietly wished the time where she had to leave wouldn’t come . not with this one particular person . but when those chocolate brown hues she adored met her own , and a little melancholic smile curved up her lips she figured it was only for the best . she debated for a moment if taking his warm hand in hers would help the situation , if it would cause them both any less pain if she did . though eventually making up her mind and grabbing hold of it , she found it was even harder to let go . “ charlie , i - ” a sharp , deep breath was inhaled , barely managing to compose herself . “ i don’t think it’s right for me to see you anymore . ” she began , though she wasn’t exactly sure how to explain it . how to make him understand it was safer for him to just stay away from her . “ you’re just .. so bright , and you deserve so much . you don’t need the dead weight in your life . ”
for someone who’d always been so composed, her words had certainly jarred him. surprise was quickly shoved away by confusion in his features, and fear in his heart. the hand she’d given him suddenly came with a time limit. a ticking time bomb he now had to wrack his brain on how to stop before nayoung chose to detonate it. “ what are you talking about ? ” he questioned; his free hand grasping her other as if scared she’d run away. and wasn’t that exactly what she was trying to do ? what had gone so wrong between them that she felt she couldn’t stay ? why couldn’t he fix it ? “ it’s unfair for someone else to decide what’s right for me, that should be mine. and mine alone. besides, my life is better because you’re in it. if you go the illumination goes with it. you’d be doing me a disservice not a favor. ” he did his best not to sound like he was pleading, though he was sure he’d failed. “ what brought this on nayoung ? i’m sure we can talk about it. together. ”
closed ─── ( @svnkisses )
time was what she promised him, but it was a lot easier said than done. each tick of the clock drove her closer to worst case scenarios, and the thought of an unhappy ending. she lived in regret, and for those days without him, she played out what ifs in her mind. what if she had been honest from the start, what if she’d gotten the chance to tell him before he found out on his own, what if, what if. it’s that vicious cycle that brought her to his hotel room. it was impulsive, and nothing like bambi was use to, but she needed to see him. needed to hear him say that he still loved her. that he always would. “ don’t turn me away ! ” she declared, pushing past him and into the room so that shutting her out wouldn’t be an option. “ i need to know where we stand. i know i said i could give you time, but we use to talk about everything. right now it’s feeling like this silence is saying more than you’re willing to tell me so please...─── please just tell me... ”
closed ─── ( @icytouched )
the sound of her sandals dragging against the floor announced her arrival before aislin got the chance to. fearful that isadora had fallen asleep long ago, she closed the apartment door with a gentle tap. her fingers had been in the process of turning the lock slowly when she noticed the light peering from beneath isadora’s bedroom door. the exhaustion that once weighed her body down no longer mattered and she was sprung into full speed at the thought of talking to her best friend made roommate. “ issy be easy, can i come in ? ” she asked after four excited knocks to the door. but there’s no time spent waiting for an answer, and her head soon pops into frame. “ so my head is already in, but can the rest of me come in ? ” her hips swayed with anticipation as the smile on her face widened just at the sight of her.