M A R I S T I A N ► M O O D B O A R D #1
"It's not a bad thing to fall in love with me.” - Justin Timberlake
Aqua Utopia|海の底で記憶を紡ぐ

⁂

Kiana Khansmith
Keni
i don't do bad sauce passes
TVSTRANGERTHINGS
wallacepolsom
art blog(derogatory)
No title available
🪼

blake kathryn

祝日 / Permanent Vacation

#extradirty

ellievsbear

Origami Around

Product Placement
Show & Tell

Discoholic 🪩
styofa doing anything
noise dept.
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from Spain

seen from United Kingdom

seen from United States
seen from United Kingdom
seen from United States
seen from Türkiye

seen from Bulgaria
seen from Canada

seen from United States
seen from Spain
seen from Spain
seen from United States
seen from Türkiye

seen from United States

seen from Canada
seen from United States
@lovelymargo
M A R I S T I A N ► M O O D B O A R D #1
"It's not a bad thing to fall in love with me.” - Justin Timberlake
M A R G O ► M O O D B O A R D #2
“Fear cuts deeper than swords.” - George R.R. Martin
Don’t take this the wrong way sweetheart, but go easy on the perfume.
I'm sorry I forgot some of us aren't used to smelling high quality eau de parfum.
Work is overrated, spend your time watching them instead. Way more fun that way!
If only that would pay the bills then you'd hear no complains from my part. I wonder if there's a job that pays you to watch series all day. That would definitely be my dream job.
Stay With Me ♡ Maristan
It had literally been the night from hell and it wasn’t over yet. It hurt to think, hence why everything Christian had been saying or managed to get out the pst couple of hours had been in spanish. He didn’t need to think too hard or translate to make sense. That was, until he had taken the phone from Haven and heard a voice he had been trying to avoid since he had received his life altering noise earlier. Margo. Now he was trying to clean up the mess he had made in Haven’s apartment while trying his best not to pass out in the process. Loud noises and sudden movements were not his friend at the moment.
This wasn’t how it was supposed to go. Yes, Margo was older and supposed to be the more mature one in the relationship with a level head on her shoulders and the advice giver, but that wasn’t how it was. Up until recently, Christian had done anything in his power to fix things for her and be the stabilizer of the relationship, but not this time. This time he was the broken one and it would have been a weird feeling if he wasn’t only feeling dizzy and nauseous.
He had excused himself, or at least he was pretty sure he had, from Haven and exited her apartment. He didn’t get far before he literally stumbled into Margo. “Oh…H-hey bonita…” he slurred, trying to smile as he saw three of her before him and he felt like he was about to fall over.
Margo sighed once again while making her way across the street to Haven's apartment. She knew that there was a long night awaiting ahead of them but she wanted to be there for Christian. Part of her wished she could've been there from the start but she understood why he didn't call her first. What he needed was some time for himself without having to deal with explanations something Margo had done quite frequently in the past. That she could understand but not him not wanting her to see as he was right now. He'd already seen her at her worst but he still loved her, something that baffled her quite often, so she didn't get why he was so scared of her seeing him like this. She would never leave him alone and she wanted nothing more but for him to understand that. She would always be by his side for better and for worse and this was one of those rare opportunities where she could be the to save him from drowning on his own despair.
When she'd made the phone call she could've never predicted the turn of events the night would take but even if she'd been mad and upset at first when she heard Haven's voice over the phone, all rational thoughts left her mind once she found out he was in trouble. It was like something clicked inside of her and all she could think about while driving was him. She wanted to be there with him and hold him before he did something he'd regret. She just wanted to be his support since she knew what it felt like to loose a close family member and she wouldn't wish that pain to anyone.
Finally she reached the front door only to be surprised by a certain figure tumbling it's way over to her. Doing her best to catch him before he fell onto the ground she tried to get him to lean on her debating whether it would be a good idea or not to carry him all the way to her car. "Easy there big boy. I've got you."
Phone Call ☎ Christian
Christian: No quiero que me veas como esta bonita...[some swearing and a bottle crashing in the background]
Margo: You've seen me in my worst cariño. I'm not going anywhere. Not without you. [she parks in front of Haven's flat sighing while getting out of the car]
It’s so lovely it’s probably the only good memory I have from when I was a kid. And my boyfri— I mean Levi and I enjoy it very much. I remember we used to have nights where we’d flood the den with pillows and blankets and binge watch all the movies whilst eating m&m’s.
Ah those sorts of memories are hard to come by but I'm glad the films left such a good impression on you. Maybe I'll give them a try though I'm more tempted to read the books first. Levi...? The moment a film leaves you wanting to share your love of it with someone else is when they can be considered good.
Excuse me.
What's wrong?
I know man, it’s a time sucker! Truly horrible, but wonderful at the same time, and I love it. A lot.
Part of me enjoys wasting my time watching them but the other side keeps reminding me that there's work to be done. It's horrible to be torn apart that way to be honest.
Phone Call ☎ Christian
Christian: Si...? [he mumbles something on the other side of the phone] Y-you're coming....aqui? N-no don't...
Margo: [she takes one last turn before arriving at her destination] I'm steps away amor mio...Don't do that, Christian. Don't push me away...Please.
Good or bad? That sounds eventful, shame on the guy for not calling back. At least clumsy hands ensure laughter. Or so I would like to think so I can sleep at night.
Good...Yeah I'll go with good. There's a first time for everything after all, plus it was cute of you to say that. I was hoping he wouldn't call though since I had no idea how to face him. It's not like a mere apology can compensate what I did in his eyes. You know, men and their prides...