The Bowery Presents
todays bird
Cosimo Galluzzi
Jimmy Eat World
Sade Olutola
Product Placement
Love Begins
roma★
hello vonnie
❣ Chile in a Photography ❣
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Kiana Khansmith
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The Bright Sessions
Cookie Run:Kingdom Official!
One Nice Bug Per Day
d e v o n
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PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
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@poetrysings-arc
𝚙𝚘𝚎𝚝𝚛𝚢𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 : 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖽𝖾𝗏𝗂𝗅'𝗌 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖽𝖾𝗍𝖺𝗂𝗅𝗌 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗀𝗈𝗍 𝖺 𝖿𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗇𝖽 𝗂𝗇 𝗆𝖾; 𝗐𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝗂𝗍 𝖻𝖾 𝖾𝗇𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁 𝗂𝖿 𝗂 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝗇𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗀𝗂𝗏𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗉𝖾𝖺𝖼𝖾 ?
dependant muse for corneliafm as adored by g
‣ adelaide , savoy / thirty . b&b owner . laura harrier fc ‣ alexander , warren / thirty . chef . jonah hauer-king fc ‣ aristoteles , pineda / thirty-three . record store owner . diego boneta fc ‣ valerie , langham / twenty-eight . journalist . margaret qualley fc
beckett and a friend were supposed to go to a hockey game together later that night but her friend bailed. she was trying her best to find someone else go with. beck turned to the person next to her and held up the tickets. "i have an extra ticket to the rangers game tonight. you interested?" @corneliastarters
an amused eyebrow raises once adelaide realises the question is directed to her , a hum escapes her lips as she considers the offer . " are you sure you won't need the other ticket ? if we're being honest i don't think i've ever been to a real game before — i'll get the snacks , it'll make me feel like less of a leech for accepting free tickets . "
Winnie heard the elevator door open but was too entranced trying to jam the credit card and wiggle the knob to try and open this God forsaken door, Pollux now sniffing up and down the corridor and staying at her door. Of course, he smelled Felix "Don't worry, baby, mommy's coming, mom- What?"
She turned only to see a man speaking at her, and it took every one of her neurons to focus on his hand, and the word cops. He's gonna call the police. Her hands dropped the card and she lifted both of them up as if to plead not guilty "Oh- No, no, I-"
Pollux saved her life by running up to his owner, which made her sigh and laugh a little "I'm so sorry, I- I think we both take our dogs to the same groomer, and they're both labradoodles, and I went to pick Felix up and they gave me your dog, and they were gonna call you but nobody picked up because you're not home- Well, obviously" She said with a scoff and a laugh. The stranger looked... Familiar, for some reason. Like she'd seen his face before somewhere, way too familiar. And it wasn't like 'He's got one of those TV ads face' kinda familiar, it's like she knew him. But how?
Focus, Winnie, he's gonna call the cops and keep your dog
"So when I asked where my dog was, they gave me your address, and like, I live there, two doors down" She pointed down the hallway with a smile and then looked up at the stranger again, he looked so confused, and Windsor went from trying to explain herself to just feeling anxious, deflated, and wanting nothing more than to hug her damn dog "Listen, I just- I... I want my dog? Please, can you open the door? I- Felix" Win spoke a little louder, getting barks and whines from the other side "I promise I wasn't trying to steal from you, I just wanna hug my dog" The last phrase felt a little softer as she placed a hand on the middle of his door, her butt still planted on the ground, not really moving.
there's a brief moment , after she turns around to face him as she is going through with her story and trying to explain herself , where alexander is taken aback . not truly a rhyme or reason for the way his body reacts , other than the blonde's features are oddly familiar to him . living in cornelia , the chef is no stranger to recognizing those who's names belong next to the stars : actors , singers , sportsmen ; the street he lives in attracts an array of celebrities and distinguished people one happens to come across when going to get groceries or coming in from work . the possibility of a celebrity trying to break into his humble home is low , but never zero so he spends a minute trying to commit her features to memory , trying to find a matching name from the tabloids or a trailer or music video he's seen in the past ten years ; to no avail yet the sense of familiarity only rises with every second that passes and every word that she speaks .
when he is pointed at the other's home , he gives a nod . that must be it , the familiarity must come from them being neighbors , even if he doesn't exactly recall seeing the blonde in the apartment building before . he is good with faces , can commit people's features to memory in a span of seconds if he sets his mind to it ( which he does with his neighbors whenever he meets them ) , but he simply decides to let the circumstance explain itself for now . it's only as the other mentions her dog that his attention shifts from her to his very own chocolate labradoodle on a leash , looking up at him excitedly and waving his tail the way he usually did whenever he came home from work . he kneels down to scratch his ear , just as he can hear a desperate bark from inside his home . the story begins to make sense and although a part of him is still unsure , urgency kicks in as he senses the desperation on both the woman standing in front of him and the dog barking on the other side of the door .
" oh shit , wait . hold on " he muses , standing on his feet and taking his keys out from his pocket , opening the door as quickly as his callous hands allow him . " if that had been me , i would've tried to kick the door down so i count myself lucky you didn't try that " he says as he struggles with his doorknob before opening the door , allowing the other to enter his home before leading pollux in . " so sorry about the mix-up . they are really great most of the time but they get a lot of dogs daily and sometimes things get out of hand — one time they got me into walking like five different dogs home because they were short on staff . they truly are great with them, though . pol loves going , it's one of his favorite places in town . "
msg . – kismet . :)
msg . – on mine too … the cold ? it’s something . i’m trying to stick out until it finally snows ! i’ve never seen real snow so i’m definitely excited but … it is borderline unbearable , haha .
msg . – next time you get to it , you can still send me a fish picture . or any other that i can add to your contact info . and don’t worry , i’m between clients right now . short break for tea before my next . what all are you going to get at the market ? about the game , i watched a few videos on it on you tube and it looked so fun i just had to . now i just need someone to play it with . ;)
msg . – … ( starts typing , stops typing , starts typing again )
msg . – i don’t have plans for lunch yet but if you’re cooking then let’s eat together . company is the least i can offer to repay you for making me food … 1 pm okay ?
text : è scritto nelle stelle :)
text : you're going to experience your first snow ? okay , i need to see this happen . we can even have a snow fight , or build a snowman like in that one disney movie
text : i'd send you one now but i do kind of like the idea of the fish one , would i be cheating if i just take a picture with one of the fishes we use in the kitchen ? i didn't even get one of you either , we're gonna have to solve that next time i see you . i hope you enjoy your tea ! and i'm searching for this rare fruit for a dish i'm making , mangosteen ? can't find it anywhere and i'm running out of options that aren't ordering it on some sketchy site online . it makes me so happy to know you liked what you saw , if you wanna give it a try before yours arrive , i do happen to have my own tsuro , some cocoa and a perfect playlist for board games ... just saying ;)
text : i mean , i will take any excuse to hang out with you because it's been really cool getting to know you so far but you don't owe me anything . 1 p.m works great , actually . do you have any dietary restrictions? favorites ? should i bring extra for any coworkers ?
@corneliastarters
Roman yawned into the dewy morning air, arms crossed as he waited in line along with his fellow New Yorkers for their daily coffee and bagel. He checked his phone and huffed when he realized that he was going to be running late to meet his friend, so much for trying to beat the morning traffic. When it was finally his turn, he walked up to the stand and placed his order. However, when the cashier ran his card there was a visible look of confusion on their face, " I'm sorry sir, but it said your card was declined. " Declined. The word made his stomach drop. " What do you mean my card was declined ? It's a platinum, run it again. " Roman watched intently as the cashier skeptically ran it again, simply shaking her head and handing him back the card. " Fuck it, I'll just pay in cash. How much is it ? " He opened his wallet to find that he used the last of his cash to pay for his cab last night. Shit.
valerie hissed as she entered the café , the crisp morning air causing the top of her nose to turn red . she had decided to spoil herself that morning and have a sweet holiday treat instead of her usual instant-coffee fixer upper at home before going to work, so she walked out of her home an hour before needed and walked towards the nearest coffee shop.
it was then when she saw him , the cause of the langham's misfortunes . there was a part of her that , deep down , was thankful for his antics . although his actions ( their actions across the years , his had just been the final straw that caused their mother to take the decision of writing them off her will ) had left them ruined , their family name tarnished and their reputations obliterated to the point of no return ; it had also allowed her to become a version of herself she wouldn't have been able to had the langhams continue carrying the life they had before the matriarch passed away . not like she'd say it out loud whatsoever , especially not to him . still , their relationship had never been normal nor close to begin with so when she first saw his familiar set of features, it wasn't a surprise that her flight instinct kicked in .
that was , of course , until she heard what the commotion was all about . she could see the few people in queue starting to look up from their screens ; expecting any sort of a meltdown . she could see the barista , trying their best to look neutral and not at all annoyed at the situation and she made a mental note for the future ; maybe roman would enjoy hiring them as an extra sometime . had it been anyone else , valerie would've walked away and gone to the nearest cafe to get her morning fix , never a sadist with hungry eyes for public character assasination . yet roman , with all his flaws and the miles and miles between them was his brother and both carried the langham legacy , one way or the other .
alas , the journalist acted quick as she approached the barista , giving them a her card with a tight smile " sorry about that , i suspect mom and dad dropped him as a child but nothing has ever been confirmed . could you add an apple cider to whatever he ordered ? " she requested , putting a ten dollar bill on the tips jar before turning her attention to her brother . " go get a table roman , you and i are going to have breakfast together like families do . when was the last time we ever did that ? "
NETFLIX’S MAID (2021)
For Adelaide: 💔🎥
hc + 💔 for a headcanon about a sad experience
it's fair to say adelaide has had her fair share of heartbreaks in her lifetime , the first one being her very first loss . when she was around five or six , just before teddy was born , she won a little beta fish on a riffle . she fought with her mother for over two hours to let him keep it and promised she'd keep it clean and fed and it wouldn't be a problem . she'd carry the little fish tank everywhere and speak with the beta fish for hours , paint every one of it's scales in big , vibrant colors on white paper and imagine one day they would travel the world together and she'd find a nice ocean she would set it free in . of course , the little beta lasted less than a week and that was when little adelaide first learned about loss and heartbreak . she tried to plan a little funeral for her best friend but when she went to get the lifeless body out of the tank , she found her mother had already taken it out and had flushed it down the toilet .
hc + 🎥 for a film/tv-themed headcanon
every other week , adelaide must have a movie night . it used to be a big thing , she'd make buckets and buckets of popcorn for whoever decided to show up , sweets , sodas , takeout , wine — everyone would get the chance to suggest one movie and they would put the names on a hat and let luck decide two or three winners . sometimes it would be good , sometimes it would be bad , but whoever was in would just enjoy being with friends and find a new movie to either enjoy or hate-watch . on special occasions , there's costumes and special food and a whole show like when halloween comes around and there's a horror movie marathon or when everyone is feeling risky and addie hosts a screening of rocky horror ... nets and corsets are always a must . now they are less frequent and less produced as they used to be when teddy was around but they are still a thing , every other month . next movie night scheduled ? winter holidays themed .
For Alex: 🌘 🌇
hc + 🌘 for a night-themed headcanon
alex suffers from insomnia . he has done so since he was around fourteen , fifteen years old and he sleeps two to three hours on a good day ; so he uses his nights for other stuff . instead of laying in bed trying to fall asleep and failing and feeling bad for himself , he is usually up either cleaning , reading , writing down thoughts or recipes but most days , he cooks . at the very least , he preps ingredients or plans his weekly meals , on better days he tries to invent something new or perfect a dish for the restaurant or to add to his catering company . when he is stressed or has something in his mind ; he makes meals and brings them to his friends and coworkers .
hc + 🌇 for a headcanon about morning- or evening rituals
every morning in the warren household starts at 5:45 a.m with coffee ( because, as we established , he can barely sleep and needs all the help he can get to be human again when morning comes, and it's always a double espresso or a cortadito , if he can find it in him to make it ) and a little morning jog with pollux . they come back home for breakfast and 30 minutes of meditation while pol rests from the morning exercise . then comes the shower and alex is ready to start with his day . if he has enough free time , he may squeeze in some yoga that is definitely never right and he should seek help for before his meditation , but it's a rare occurrence .
Six and seven year old classes were one of Sofi's favorite classes to do every day. The kids were always so excited, so buoyant with their energy, they could do that all day, and frankly, Sofia could watch them that long too. Every little girl with a tutu reminded her of herself all those years ago, when dancing felt like a release, before it started to feel like a burden and a chain around her neck, and only because of this job did she begin to find happiness around ballet again.
The kids stood at the bar at first, the slow notes from the piano coming from the back speakers in the room, and Sofi went patiently from front to back, first showing them the steps, seeing them repeat those steps. Of course, as soon as the count came in, they did just about anything except what she'd showed, and Sofia couldn't help but laugh quietly before she went around the room, fixing their feet and little arms, telling them to smile and showing them how they were supposed to stand.
Before she knew it, the class was almost over and the kids started with their floor practices. She removed the bars, gave them a few simple steps to repeat, and off they went in groups of three, dancing across the diagonal of the dance studio, feeling like the bigger kids who did this for a longer period. Parents started to gather around the door, taking pictures and looking at their kids like they'd hung the moon in the sky. Sofi couldn't help but smile when looking at them, and her stomach did a funny thing whenever her eyes found Isabella's dad, especially when she saw him looking back at her.
The clock marked the end of the class, and all the kids came into the middle and huddled into a group hug, something Sofi loved to do before letting them go find their parents. She was tidying up the bars when she felt a little tug at her pants, turning around "Hi beautiful-" She knelt down as Isabella spoke, wrapping her arms around the little girl "Oh- Thank.. Thank you to you and your dad, but I think you look the prettiest, Bella" She whispered in the girl's ear and poked at her tummy to tickle her, earning a few giggles before letting her go and looking up at Ari, smiling a little and nodding her head, losing her train of thought for a moment, before getting it back "Oh, before everyone goes, please remember, the Snowflake end of year recital is on December 17th at four in the afternoon in the Garland Theatre around the block, and we'd love to see all of you and your families supporting our little snowflakes"
ari observed , from his claimed spot near the door , as isabella watched her dance teacher with pure and unadulterated fascination as the ballerina gave the announcements for the day as a smile spread through his lips . he often got to see his daughter exist with others , notice the way she always formulated an opinion on them based on just a few words ( and how they often proved to be right ) . it had been the same with sofia , from the moment his daughter had met the dance instructor after the two of them had spent a week hunting for any after school activity , isabella had been completely bewitched by her and had begged her father to let her take ballet lessons with her , claiming she wanted to be just like her when she grew up .
to say the former actor was thankful for sofia's presence in his daughter's life was an understatement . isabella was a bright kid , cordial and kind , just like her mother . she got along with almost everyone she met and she had grew up to be open and generous with her time and what she had ; the dream of every parent . still , there were nights ari found himself panicking over himself not being good enough for her , over screwing up and changing his daughter's life forever somehow . over her not having her mother by her side and having her feel there was something missing from her life . he knew as hard as he tried , he would simply never be enough on his own , and as dreadful as that realization was , it allowed him to be extra grateful of those who , knowingly or not , gave their time to teach isabella everything he couldn't cover .
he tried his very best , however , to be as present in his daughter's life . reason why he always found himself doing stuff he often didn't do , like baking sales and learning to paint her nails and getting his painted and bedazzled . or , raise his hand as the beautiful dance teacher spoke on the winter recital she and all the kids currently gathering all their belongings and talking with eachother excitedly had been working so hard on . " is there anything we parents can do to help ? " he questioned . if the possibility of himself helping in the recital in any capacity meant he could spend any amount of time with sofia while she was on her element , lost in thought and grinning widely at her pupils as she had been less than five minutes prior , then who was he to deny himself such pleasure whilst also being a present figure in his child's life ?
She'd been navigating New York for the past two weeks, and things were slowly starting to become easier for Winnie. She'd gotten herself into a routine, found a nice gym to work out at, she'd become a regular of the cafe around the block so they knew her order before she had to finish a single sentence, and even found a nice park where Felix could play and it wasn't far away from a groomer where she dropped him off to get cleaned once every so often.
Today had been one of those days.
She'd left the cream colored labradoodle in the shop at about three before she had to go into a meeting downtown with her managers about changing her style and making herself more New York pop attractive, and it'd completely drained her energy. She was still a country girl in her bones, and even though she wanted this change, it just felt so... Forced. Ready to pick up Felix and go home, she made it to the shop.
"You're here for the labradoodle, right?" The man at the register asked as he swiped Winnie's card. "Mhm, cream colored, Felix" She said with a smile, looking at the window where she could see all the dogs. Felix wasn't there, but it was probably because he was in some waiting room, right. "Alright let me go get him" He said before disappearing into the room, and bringing a chocolate colored one that was clearly not Felix "Excuse me... This isn't.. This one isn't mine?" Winnie said after being handed the leash "Isn't this Felix Hollings- Oh.... Oh no" He was quick to check the tag and see another name POLLUX and a New York area code phone number "I'm so sorry, Felix was delivered to someone else's house..." The employee talked while calling the phone on Pollux's tag, but no answer "Here's the address, we'll go-" "Wait, that's two doors down from where I live, I- Let me take this dog and go rescue mine" She said, grabbing the chocolate dog's leash and running out the door.
She was fuming. Felix was her whole life, her best friend, and he'd been delivered to God knew who, probably had him locked in a cage and he'd never been crate trained a day in his life, he was probably so sad. All those thoughts went through Winnie's mind as she got to her apartment with Pollux in her hand, the dog knowing exactly which door to go to. "Felix? Felix, where are you?" She spoke through the door, hearing the dog barking confused "God damnit- Come here Pollux" She grabbed the dog's collar gently and put the number that was on the tag into her phone. The landline started ringing. And of course nobody was home "Fuck- I'm coming, Felix" She dropped the brown dog's leash and ruffled in her bag, picking up an old credit card and shimmying it into the lock, trying to work it into the slot of the door to open it and save her dog. (@poetrysings)
work had been complicated .
alexander loved going to 'the kitchen' two or three days every week , a high-end restaurant in brooklyn a good friend of his owned where chefs from around the city gave their costumers a new experience every day by rotating the head chefs and the menu altogether , never once selling the same thing two days in a row . it was a challenge in every sense of the word every single time it was his turn yet the chef loved every second of it , had learned to enjoy the highs and the lows , relish every aspect of the demanding job .
still , his work day had been complicated , to say the very least. they had been two men short as one of his helpers had had to take the day off and his usual sous chef , the one he always had by his side and could read his every mannerism without need of much words had had a small accident during prep time , some of the ingredients he had specifically ordered for the day had been swapped and , on top of it all , he had had a celebrity visit . certainly , for the restaurant it was an honor but it meant everyone in the kitchen had been overworked , overstressed and too starstruck to function like they normally would , causing the entire operation to delay 20 minutes from opening hour to closing time.
yet , alexander found solance in the knowledge that once he got home , everything would be alright . he would grab pollux after his own big day at the groomer and being dropped off to his home , the two would go take a small stroll from their home to the nearest park where they would run and jump and play and rest for about an hour before returning home for a nice warm bath for himself while the labradoodle rested and they would have dinner together , in front of the t.v as they often did when alex happened to work at ' the kitchen '.
however , the moment the chef walked up to his studio apartment , it became painstakingly obvious that the plans would be very different from what had been on his mind althroughout the day the moment he saw someone opening his door , using a credit card . he stood there in silence for around two minutes as he tried to register what he was seeing , unsure if his eyes were deceiving him or if he had simply gotten himself lost in his own apartment building before pulling out his phone and cleaning his throat , bewildered .
" uh ... i don't know what you think you're doing trying to break into my home but if you don't stop i'm gonna have to call the cops . "
they turned away from the plant when the girl answered, facing her with a mildly shocked expression on her face. it was a bit more of surprise that she wasn't wearing one of the smocks that signified that she worked here, given all the information that seemed to tumble from her lips so freely. it seemed that they had stumbled across the right person to ask, even if the question was simply just about how much water to give the lily. the rest of the fun facts were good, though, affirming that they did, in fact, want to bring this one home.
while it wouldn't be a gift, exactly, she did consider how killian would react if she showed up back home with the pot and expressed that it brought luck, of all things. ❝ not a beginner, ❞ she managed, letting out a laugh. ❝ but i do have a dog. two, i guess, technically, since my partner has one, too, but i'd planned to hang this out of their reach. i don't mind putting in the extra work, though. i have a prized orchid at home that's been thriving for about six years now. i don't really mind getting my hands dirty if the plant calls for it. ❞ there was a pause, enough time for them to realize that they probably came off a little brash. ❝ thank you is what i mean to say. i didn't know they represented luck. ❞
addie nodded along , taking in all the information willingly given to her to make an assessment. she knew she wasn't an expert , not even a fan as many others before her by any means , she simply had managed to gather enough plans throughout the years in an attempt to make every single house she and her brother were in into a home . " if you've managed to keep an orchid alive and thriving for that long , i doubt you need any help at all " she mused back with an encouraging smile .
" and as long as you keep them from the doggie's reach , you are golden i believe . it's easier when you have a dog over a cat . they will climb whatever they have to climb just to mess with you . we had once a cat who would steal stuff and he would try to hide it on potted plants " she heard herself start to ramble . alas , she shook her head , grinning as the other spoke again . " according to some sources " she finished the line , shrugging lightly whilst giving the other a gentle grin . " i personally believe plants mean whatever you want them to mean but it never hurts to hear what the experts say, right ? you'll be fine , you're giving a nice plant a great home "
✉ (adelaide)
Send “✉” for a text that WASN’T SENT.
[ text 1:57 a.m - drafts ] : the other night we got this really cute couple at the b&b , they were celebrating their 50th anniversary . he requested the song he played for her when they went on their first date during dinner and she gifted him a sweater she made with the dress she wore the night they married , made by her .
[ text 2:00 a.m - drafts ] : i tried . i tried so hard not to think about it . the dress , the flowers , the food ... it would've been us . it should've been us . now i don't even know if this is your number anymore . how can i rip all of this out of my chest ? is this divine justice for making the person who taught me what real love looks like suffer ? it's deserved , but i think i'm losing my mind .
[ text 2:15 a.m - drafts ] : i would give it all away to go back in time and erase that pained look from your face . hurting you , losing you will forever be the biggest sin i've committed , my deepest regret . i love you , always have and always will . i pray for the day you find the right person who makes these day seem like just another chapter on your book , that will love you the way you deserve to be loved .
✿ ― valerie
Send “✿” for a SUGGESTIVE text.
[ text 6:37 p.m ] : Well , *this* mouth can do a lot more than talk back , thank you very much . one or two things at the top of my mind that you throughly seemed to enjoy and were pleasantly satisfied with , if memory serves correctly .
[ text 6:38 p.m ] : *image attached*
[ text 6:41 p.m ] : In case you needed a reminder .
✉ ― adelaide
Send “✉” for a text that WASN’T SENT.
[ text 11:27 p.m - drafts ] : do you wanna know something funny ?
[ text 11:27 p.m - drafts ] : for the life of me , i can't remember the last time me and art weren't joined by hip . i broke my wrist once , about five years ago and even then i managed to use the other one to create . teddy used to joke my blood wasn't blood but red paint and for the longest time it felt true , whenever words failed , a pencil or acrylics or ... watercolors would be there . i was made to create . now i feel empty , hard as i might i can't bring myself to do anything and i have never felt so miserable
[ text 11:34 p.m - drafts ] : and the only person i wanna tell this to won't even answer my calls so instead i'm staring at their name on my phone , writing a long message that will never reach their inbox . i miss my art , my passion , i miss sharing it with someone who made the whole thing seem miraculous
[ text 11:36 p.m - drafts ] : i miss you
msg . – hi , filiz here … i hope you got home okay . it was so cold on the way home … i’m still not used to it . thank you for the conversation last night . it was great and the first thing on my mind this morning . :) i bet you get to sleep in – crazy work hours . i hope not too crazy today !!
msg . – oh . haha . it seems we had the same idea …
msg . – alexander ( fish emoji ) how could i not remember … my day is good . it’s really great . i’m working actually . how is yours ?! hey , i googled the game we talked about before going to sleep . and ordered it also …
msg . – i hoped you would .
text : A universe of coincidences , you and I .
text : Thank YOU for the talk last night , and allowing it to continue through text :) truly one of the greatest nights I've had in a while , whole thing was in my mind all night . Is the cold a good change of pace thus far ? Or has it become unbearable at this point ?
text : That is me ; couldn't provide a fish pic so I had to settle with second best . Is that so ? Am I keeping you from anything important ? I will happily wait for you to be able to talk . I myself am waiting for a meeting with a costumer before I have to head out to the market . Wait , did you ? Thoughts based on what you've seen so far?
text : ... do you have plans for lunch? Or , sometime in the near future ? I would very much like to make you lunch . I will even bring it for you to your job and leave immediately after .
Thematic Headcanons. A series of subject-specific headcanons you can ask your favorite blog and muse.
hc + 🤝 for a headcanon about a connection with one of the receiver's mutual
hc + 👪 for a family-themed headcanon
hc + 🧡 for a friendship-themed headcanon
hc + 💌 for a romance-themed headcanon
hc + 💕 for a loved-themed headcanon
hc + 💔 for a headcanon about a sad experience
hc + 🤥 for a lie-themed headcanon
hc + 😶 for a headcanon about a secret they know of / keep
hc + 😴 for a sleep-themed headcanon
hc + 🌇 for a headcanon about morning- or evening rituals
hc + 🧼 for a hygiene-themed headcanon
hc + 🏠 for a home-themed headcanon
hc + 😃 for a happiness-themed headcanon
hc + 😨 for a fear-themed headcanon
hc + 🤕 for a pain-themed headcanon
hc + 🚶♂️ for a habit-themed headcanon
hc + 👍 for a headcanon about things they like
hc + 👎 for a headcanon about things they dislike
hc + 💪 for a sport-themed headcanon
hc + 😡 for a headcanon about something that makes them angry
hc + 👻 for a headcanon about supernatural occurrences
hc + 🥣 for a food-themed headcanon
hc + ☕ for a drink-themed headcanon
hc + 🐈 for a pet/animal-themed headcanon
hc + 🌸 for a plant-themed headcanon
hc + 🌄 for an outdoor-themed headcanon
hc + 🌍 for a travel-themed headcanon
hc + 🗡 for a weapon-themed headcanon
hc + 🎡 for a hobby-themed headcanon
hc + 🚗 for a transportation-themed headcanon
hc + ⏳ for a time-themed headcanon
hc + 🌘 for a night-themed headcanon
hc + 🌞 for a day-themed headcanon
hc + 🪐 for a universe-themed headcanon
hc + 🌂 for a weather-themed headcanon
hc + ⛄ for a season-themed headcanon
hc + 🎉 for a celebration-themed headcanon
hc + 🏆 for a goal-themed headcanon
hc + 💯 for an achievement-themed headcanon
hc + 🚬 for a headcanon about a bad habit
hc + 🎭 for an arts-/crafts-themed headcanon
hc + ✂️ for a hair-themed headcanon
hc + 👗 for a clothes-themed headcanon
hc + 💍 for a jewelry-themed headcanon
hc + 💄 for a makeup-themed headcanon
hc + 🎓 for an education-themed headcanon
hc + 📿 for a faith-themed headcanon
hc + 🎵 for a music-themed headcanon
hc + 📱 for a media-themed headcanon
hc + 🎥 for a film/tv-themed headcanon
hc + 📔 for a reading-themed headcanon
hc + 💰 for a money-themed
hc + 💼 for a job-themed headcanon
hc + 💉 for a medical-themed headcanon
hc + 🛒 for a shopping-themed headcanon
hc + 🔞 for a nsfw-headcanon
hc + ❓ for a headcanon of the receiver's choice
