liquor, liquor lips ----

I'm gonna pop your bubblegum heart noelle noble. 20. smarter than you. (sorry not sorry)

[noellenxble-blog]

send me a place emoji

🚢: does the idea of the sea provide you with a feeling of comfort or worry?

🎡: @ seven of your fave mutuals that you'd love to go to a fair with

🎢: what's the best ride you've ever been on?

🎠: if you had to describe your aesthetic, what would you describe it as?

🏗: what's your preferred method of dealing with stress?

🌁: what's your idea of horribleness?

🗼: what's one thing you've learned to take as a warning sign in any type of relationship?

🏭: would you consider yourself short tempered or even tempered?

⛲️: what's your ideal dream date?

🎑: city apartment or country house?

⛰: if you could go on a road trip with just one of your faves who would it be?

🏔: long drives or long walks?

🗻: what are your favourite genres of music?

🌋: what's something that pisses you off as soon as you hear even a mention of it?

🗾: a lone soldier? a social butterfly? or both?

🏕: if you were asked to go on a camping trip with whoever you want, would you?

⛺️: does being without wifi actually worry you?

🏞: what are your top six essentials you must carry with you at all times?

🌅: are you a morning bird or a night owl?

🌄: are you a planner or a improviser?

🏜: if deserted, what's one thing you'd want to be with you more than anything?

🏖: do you believe in mermaids?

🏝: how do you feel about islands?

🌇: what are your thoughts on 'city life'?

🌆: do you get homesick easily?

🏙: what's the capital city of the country you're from?

🌃: how does politics make you feel?

🌉: in your opinion, what's the biggest obstacle one can face?

🌌: how do you feel about god?

🌠: if you were allowed three wishes, what would they be?

🎇: if you could create a day to be celebrated e.g. christmas or eid, what would it be and what would it be celebrating?

🎆: do you admire spontaneity or does it annoy you?

🌈: what are your thoughts on 'love'?

🏘: if you could, would you change your upbringing?

🏰: to you, what's the most magical place on earth?

🏯: if you could move to any country of your choice, which would it be?

🏟: if you could erase one person from your memory, would you?

🗽: who's your role model? or what qualities do you think are looking-up-to worthy?

[danixkane-blog]

“Do you have a problem or something?” Dani barked, spinning on her heels to face the person walking behind her. “You don’t have a concept of personal space? You were walking so close I could nearly see the back of your fucking head.”

[noellenxble-blog]

Although she was, admittedly, very - very - startled, Noelle had not gotten the reputation for having ice in her veins by showing it. And anyway, when it came to fight or flight, Noelle had always thought fight. And in her, that looked like tilting her chin up higher, arching her fine eyebrows, and standing her ground. "Perhaps if you hadn't been walking so slowly - and in the middle of the sidewalk, no less - I would have been able to get around you."

[andrewminyird-moved-blog]

She refused to bend to others’ expectations of her and could be honest to the point of cruelty. She could have inherited her parents’ billion-dollar empire, but she didn’t want the restrictions that life came with. She wanted the right to be her own person. She wanted to prove herself on the court.

[northpoint-me]

can i do a plot based on before i fall?

You absolutely can! That is one of my favorite books. Of course, we may not be able to do the main plot of the book in the physical confines of Northpoint, but there are so many elements (the friendships, the will they-won’t they, etc.) that you can absolutely bring to the site —– and that I would love to see!

[noellenxble-blog]

Hit me up with that girl gang realness !!!

[noellenxble-blog]

lianacampbell:

Liana began to laugh at her choice of words, knowing it sounded rather aged but it was never the intention. “I sound age when I say that, don’t I?” she curiously, hiding a bit of a laughter slipping from her glossy petals. “It does now, doesn’t it? Sadly, I’m nothing but a home body. I wish I could relate to that Rachel McAdams film,” she acknowledged, bold set of blue orbs widening at the female whilst a smile grew upon her petals. “Are you really? Where are these people and why have I missed them? A dinner party type of thing? And are you sure they wouldn’t mind Liana Campbell coming around?”

"Hm, I don't know, you must have just missed them. They were off to the Belle Epoque," Noelle joked. She gently patted Liana on the arm. "No, they wouldn't, I promise. The more the merrier and all that," Noelle assured her, wondering if this was going to be how the entire evening would go. Noelle loved Liana, but she could only do so much hand holding before she began to regret it. "Just come! It'll be more fun with you there."

[noellenxble-blog]

aelish-visser:

Aelish looked at thegirl, not sure how to respond. “I have aspirin but first why in the world doyour eyes feel different sizes?”

God, people were literal in this town. Noelle shook her head. "That's just how it feels when I have a migrane. Like one of my eyes is swollen and about to explode."

[noellenxble-blog]

lianacampbell:

The glossed petals of Liana’s pressed into finest line and silence overtaking the sociable female, an uncomplicated nod to hear her latter words. “Beside busy? Sadly needing a nice weekend out of doing absolutely nothing but youthful activities. But, I’ve been hanging. What about yourself?” she politely returned back the question, hues focusing upon the other.

"Youthful activities," Noelle echoed, smiling. She wasn't being rude, exactly, but she couldn't help repeating the words, seeing how they felt in her mouth. "You know, that sort of makes you sound like a time traveler impersonating a young person," she said, her eyes squinting with the widness of her smile. "But, you know. I'm a friend to all time travelers. You should come out with me this weekend. A friend is throwing a party - a bit of a dinner thing, but it should be fun."

[noellenxble-blog]

lianacampbell:

Expressive blue hues closing the cap of pills, hand swiftly moving to the safety of her purse and lightly dropping the medicine carefully. How she experiences unexpected migraines from time to time. Although they’ve been in order recently, but she’s glad enough to help the female. “I can relate. It’s a pain. But hey, not a problem.” She gracefully replies, a smile growing upon her petals. “Everything beside your migraine been alright?”

"Right as rain," Noelle said, a tad cheekily. She didn't mean to be --- after all, the woman was doing her a favor. Sometimes, Noelle couldn't quite bite it back. "How are you?" she asked, digging in her own bag for her Swell bottle, and using a mouthful of the water to rinse the last of the sandy-residue of the pill down her throat.

[noellenxble-blog]

lianacampbell:

“One always cares asprin around for moments like this.” Pulling out the small to go size of Asprin in her purse, she raises a brow. “No, they look perfectly fine to me. Are you alright?”

Noelle took the pills gratefully, dry swallowing one and grinding the other between her molars. It was a testament to the pain in her forehead that she didn't so much as blink as the acrid, bitter taste of the pill flooded her mouth. "Just a migraine, I'll be great in just a second. Thank you, though. I really should be more prepared."

[noellenxble-blog]

"Do you have any asprin? My head is killing me --- quick. Are my eyes different sizes? They feeel different sizes."

[fionagoddess]

Natalia Dyer photographed for Rogue Magazine.

[alternative-queens]

this is what makes us girls by lana del rey

[noellenxble-blog]

verityunfairchild:

At the sound of slight shuffling, Verity started to move her own work to the side to accommodate the newcomer. The table before her was organized chaos, the pages were tilted to the side in a manner that seemed effortless, that didn’t seem like the blonde had calculated the angle in her mind to achieve the aesthetic of easiness. That easiness was only slightly undercut by the fact that her fine lined pens were organized by shade, a tell tale sign of the blonde’s slightly neurotic and controlling nature. That same nature came to play when she reorganized the table; her books fell into a neat stack, her papers rigid and lacking smudges next to her closed Mac book. She glanced up at the familiar voice, tiny hand wrapping around the coffee as she offered Noelle a half smile. “Thank you.” She offered in response, her voice quiet and composed before raising the coffee to her lips. Light roast, black; her personal favorite. She barely glanced in Noelle’s direction as she continued to edit her case study, making tiny notes in the margins where she needed to condense or elaborate, the maximum page limit in the back of her mind. 

At once, it felt as if Noelle had been sitting there for hours rather than just a few minutes. Noelle studied and worked to the point of obsession: she never forget where she left off, and was never removed enough to not be able to pick it right back up again. She didn’t take Verity’s indifference personally; you would be hard pressed to find Noelle taking anything personally, but especially when it came to Verity, with all of her sharp angles and precise lines --- and not just the ones on her face. "You're welcome," Noelle murmured, already distracted. Her wide, dark eyes skimmed over problem sets as she began jotting down nearly illegible short-hand in her notebook. She was always distracted, her mind moving lightning quick and precise, making for a system that while not always neat was always exact. She had a surgeon's mind in a scientist's body, and she was her own favorite patient, cutting and sewing herself in a hundred different ways, just to see how she worked. But, she figured, better she do it to herself than someone else to do it for her. And in the meantime, her mind had been ground to diamond brilliance – nothing less had been acceptable. It hadn’t just been expected, it had been demanded, and no one had been a tougher critic than Noelle herself. To make a mistake would be unacceptable; to fail, unimaginable.

[verityunfairchild-blog]

Surrounded by her highlighters and textbooks in the local library, Verity was completely relaxed in her own little world. To the untrained eye that is. To those that knew the uptight blond, an ever so slight crease between her perfectly manicured brows was present, one that was always present when she was stressed. Her case study was due on Monday and she was still working on the editing the first draft. The first draft. Which was, in her mind, unacceptable. Her pen was dancing somewhat erratically on the paper in front of her, creating soft scratching noises that surrounded her. It didn’t come as much of a shock when a shadow fell across her; it was the beginning of the semester so the library was filled with overachievers studying at their own tables. Every other table was taken, and she had a habit of making herself look more approachable than other people in town did. “You’re more than welcome to sit down if you’d like.” The words had passed through her lips before she glanced up from her work.  

[noellenxble-blog]

If a part of Noelle took objection to Verity’s permission, it was greatly outweighed by the part of Noelle who understood the need for private, quiet study; the part that wouldn’t appreciate being joined and bothered. The part that had picked up an extra coffee at Brewed. Just in case. Just in case she would run into someone who would want this particular blend. That part of Noelle bit down on any snide comment another part may have made, and took the seat across from Verity. “I picked this up,” she said, carefully popping Verity’s order from the cardboard cup carrier and sliding it to the blonde’s side of the table. She took a long, slow sip from her own take away cup as she surveyed the mess Verity had made of the table, unamused and unsympathetic. They all had work to do, and Noelle knew that Verity could handle it. At long last, Noelle set her cup down and started unpacking. She settled her laptop, textbooks, notebooks, and phone (face down, of course) all within easy reach, pulled one knee up to her chest, foot propped on the seat of the chair, and pulled up her first problem set.

[rileybhart-blog]

“Right! Sorry about the wait.” Riley topped off her mug of somewhat tasteless coffee with the book store break room pot and gave the prospective customer a friendly smile.  “What can I help you find?”   

[noellenxble-blog]

"Oh, no problem," Noelle said, starting a bit. She wasn't really used to be spoken to here - it wasn't a library, but it might as well hve been, for the peaceful calm that hovered over it. "I'm just looking, thanks."

[joeydng]

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Tove Lo / “Cool Girl”

[noellenxble-blog]

diemreyes:

“I’m sure there’s a few handsome men who will be more than willing to cover the tab.” The brunette said without thinking twice that the fact she wasn’t paying might intervene with the favour this child was providing her. It was always a hard concept for her to wrap her head around, when people told her no. “I’m sure you could figure out a way around said problem, can’t you?”

Handsome men, blah blah blah, tab, blah blah blah. Noelle was neither interested, nor focused on whatever reward Diem was dangling in front of her. Instead, all of her attention had narrowed to the problem at hand. Noelle quirked an eyebrow, fitting Diem with a look that had withered many a testicle. It wouldn't touch Diem, Noelle knew - but it was her gut reaction to stupid comments. "No," she drawled slowly, "I can't. Can you magically summon tools? Because that would be a neat party trick."