sad eyes

" sometimes... we have to deal with the fact that life doesn't always go our way."

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♡ — * » IM | that one dude.

tarek: hey.,.,

tarek: i know its almost 1am

tarek: but are u available rn ?

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      ♡ — * » UPDATE.

i know, i know “ kylen u fell off the face of the planet again ”

i’m sorry

one | my boyfriend is my friend & i’s ride to work but earlier this week he had surgery on his hip so my friend & i needed to figure out what buses to take to work. since there is none to go directly to our work we have to walk a bit to get there. it takes us about two hours to get there ;; 

two | this past week was ‘ purge week ’ at my job. which means everyone is stressed & doing everything as perfect as possible bc they called & let go a SHIT TON of people. like they got rid of people who had been working there for 9 months ( which im surprised my friend & i didn’t get canned bc we started working there less than 3 months ago ;o )

three | the job i have is 40 hours a week. monday thru friday. from 2pm to 10:30pm. for half of december they’re changing up the hours so that we can actually have a week off from working ( the christmas week ). so we’ll be working something like 3pm to 1am which is gonna fuck up my work schedule. 

anYWAYS. im so sorry this is long. i just wanted to update ya’ll as to why i haven’t been responding or super spotty with replies. 

but you got this far B) so give a like if u want a starter. i play tarek ( zayn malik fc ) & juniper ( tom holland ). if u wanna starter from a specific muse just reply or im who, otherwise i’ll randomize it ;)

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imessage → all contacts.

caroline: happy christmas first!

caroline: do you know what you want for christmas yet?

tarek: too early

tarek: ask me in 3 weeks

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20-26

20 | talk about something that happened in high school

       “ something traumatic happened & got pass-by-catastrophe so i was given automatic a’s in all of my classes. not like i didn’t stop trying though ‘was a good distraction. ”

21 | talk about a time you had to turn someone down

       “ i went to parties a lot in highschool with my sister, there were a bunch of times that people asked me to hang out with me one on one. none of them were that memorable; i always turned them down though. ”

22 | talk about your worst fear

       “ someone close to me passing away. ”

23 | talk about a time someone turned you down

       “ when i turned twenty i liked this one girl who was big into art. bought out an art museum for an afternoon & i took her there on a date & in the last room we went to there was a giant picture that said ‘ will you be my girlfriend ’. she looked really sad & told me that she had no intentions to be that close to me. ”

24 | talk about something someone told you that meant a lot

       “ ‘ i’m going to study - i love you & i’ll see you later tonight. ’ ”

25 | talk about a ex-besfriend

       “ sweetest girl you’ll ever meet. always smiling no matter what situation she’s in. always wanting to go out & meet new people even if it’s pouring outside. willing to help in any way she possibly can even if she has no experience in it. – someone you always want by your side to either back you up. ”

26 | talk about things you do when you’re sick

       “ stay home. sleep. eat soup. ”

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29 | talk about what turns you on

       “ marks; nails on back, hickies, etc. also dirty talk i suppose. also - you have to take your socks off. ”

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nic. 

step by step, nicolas’ green hues watches as the path cleared for them to pass. not because they were a big deal, just because in los angeles it seemed like people were polite enough to let them walk by. in new york, the black weekend was the true definition of nightmare. the population was already busy and short-tempered on a daily basis, when the black weekend would come then they were unable to tone it down for even a second. the other’s words brought nicolas a new found relief. he didn’t mind going out in the crazy streets like this. “that’s interesting, do you remember why you guys stopped celebrating the first time?” he asks, unsure of what was okay to ask and what wasn’t. he hoped that if he was to say anything wrong, tarek would be kind enough to let it slip through his fingers.

the black oval sunglasses that rested over the bridge of his nose covered his eyes from the bright sunshine. it was a good day to be out, he was relieved that he wasn’t wasting yet another day trapped in a meeting room. he’d much rather this. “that is so sweet. she managed it. you’re a good kid, despite what you may think. what kind of gifts do we buy for that occasion though? it sounds like a tricky holiday. and who gets the gift? is it like good people only or you have to pick the people you want to gift?” he said, he was usually not a very good gift giver. he’d buy people things they might not use only because he thought it’d be a cool gift. it was the reason why his friends always gave him lists. his voice sounded like a song by lionel richie, he could listen to him talk all day.

“i was promised you’d be buying lunch, as long as you do as you said then you shall not owe me anything. i’m happy to help, i have a few lists from friends so i might as well do some shopping myself. it’s kind of funny to watch people fight over things though, at least in new york they do. i don’t know about here. but hopefully we get to see some hair pulling and stuff.” the rambling began sooner than he expected, but he hoped it wasn’t noticeable as he tried to mask it with a chuckle.

      years ago tarek bajwa had stopped celebrating many traditions that ran through both his bloodline & the bajwa family. quite frankly most would say it was dumb for him to even stop celebrating or doing certain things; but none of them knew the tragic story behind it all. even though nic was someone who tarek felt something towards, he was not comfortable enough telling the other what had happened. so instead tarek let his slim hands play with the ends of his dark orange top before offering a shrug of his shoulders. “ no idea. we just sorta stopped celebrating. senior year was hectic & we just didn’t have any more time. ” darker conversations weren’t something that tarek was wanting to continue on with - especially not with nic. “ ah ! that’s an easy one - we pick & choose. we pick family members, close friends, significant others, teachers; or anyone higher up than us to be honest. it’s a lot of gifts. but most the time they’re small trinkets or even chocolates. ”

      tarek’s stomach must’ve had some type of ears or something because the moment the male heard the word lunch his stomach had let out a growl. leave it to tarek to forget to eat before going out on such a chaotic day of the year. “ do you mind if we eat first ? ” he cooed. his hazel eyes were back on nic & he was hopeful that he was down to eat or at least stop somewhere for a drink & a snack. “ we can go any place you’d like - if you’re not hungry for a meal or anything like that we can stop by starbucks or any other cafe & get something to munch on ? ” talking or asking something was never tarek’s strong suite. 

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40, 24, 14

40 | talk about the end of something in your life

       “ i stopped using training wheels when i was nine. which was super embarrassing. ”

24 | talk about something someone told you that meant a lot

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14 | talk about a vacation

       “ my aunt live in florida so when my sister & i were young we’d always go down there from seattle with our mom & it was always a nice change of pace seeing as seattle is rainy a lot. ”

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you & me would be a big conversation | | tarek & anna.

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anna. 

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THE OUTCOME OF SIGNED CONTRACTS turned out be sitting in the back of a Range Rover clad in Versace and limited edition Prada ( the devil’s choice in fashion ) next to a world famous boy who is undeniably attractive. She shouldn’t have expected anything less glamorous—her mother’s false love led Anna to being the newest and shiniest socialite; although, there was no contract in that relationship, nor a prenup, in fact. She glanced over at the man next to her; he was barely recognizable on any personal level but at the same time she was supposed to be in love with him—she wondered what his favorite color was. 

The explosion of their first appearance was on their shoulders like a time bomb ticking and TICKING and T I C K I N G. Anna was DESTRUCTIVE by nature. She liked to play with f i r e, and the media was becoming her circus ( step up right up, ladies and gentlemen—the magnificent torch juggler is here ! ! ). She turned away from the other half of tomorrow’s big news story and looked out tinted windows where tipped paparazzi stand ready. Carefully manicured fingers brushed through her hair at the sight of cameras ( she’s VAIN ) before she looked back towards Tarek. Her hand inched towards his, softly putting itself in his. “Are ya ready ? ?” she hummed, the other hand ready to pull the trigger open the car door at his call.

       when it come to public relationships there was tarek - standing in a corner wanting to wash away the sour taste with something just as bitter like vodka or tequila. yet when his manager had approached him with the opportunity to ‘ date ’ a quite popular young lady who would steady increase his amount of followers tarek thought of it as a chance to expand his horizons. he’s excited for the relationship despite it being faker than the leather jacket he’s wearing ( why is it fake despite the fact he can afford real leather ? the world will never know ). but he’s smiling while sitting in the back of a well suited car; thinking about how he’ll broadcast to the world one day the inhuman ways of his sister’s killer. 

       but of course, sitting next to a girl who was obviously speaking to him is what brought the dark haired male back to reality. his hazel eyes dart in the other’s direction & in a moments notice there’s a wide smile filling his lips. “ oh i’m ready. ” the words are something he often says, but are often times a lie. he hates going out in public, hates being a faux happy in front of other who believe they’re happy because of his existence. but he wants this relationship to last; for the sake of his sister. “ you should stay there though. let me open the door for you & let me help you out, y’know. people will love seeing that. ” 

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27 & 38

27 | talk about your favorite part of someone else’s body

       “ i’m not all too sure why, but i always find myself attracted to people’s eyes. i suppose the saying ‘ eyes are the gateway to a person’s soul ’ has always stuck with me. ” 

38 | talk about songs that remind you of certain people

       “ human by jon bellion is a good song; the acoustic version anyways. it reminds me of a lot of people who do day-to-day activities but yet they still feel empty & unsatisfied with how they live. ”

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adrienne. 

“Grazie.” Rolling her shoulders back slightly, Adrienne took a moment to really look at him. She felt like she might know him from somewhere, but it was hard to pinpoint. “Do I know you or something?” she mused, arms crossed as she tilted her head in curiosity. 

       it was entertaining to watch that as soon as she had found the item on her-- whatever jacket that she was a bit more tolerable. “ i’ve been in a few music videos - maybe that’s it. ” it didn’t really matter much to tarek whether or not the other new of him or of his music; especially if she acted like earlier all the time. 

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noa. 

noa stared at the man for a minute, trying to figure out if he was kidding or not. “because i want a big juicy cheeseburger with lots of bacon. but i know it’s going to go to my ass.” she repeated herself, frowning slightly, “was that unclear?”

       it’s almost as if tarek’s in an episode of the office. his hazel eyes are up & looking around for any camera that would be of any use whatsoever to get him out of this situation. “ no, i understood. just ---- why can’t you eat it & then work out ? ”

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       ♡ — * » UPDATE.

       i would like to apologize for falling off the face of the planet !! i moved into a new apartment on the 18th && i have been using my mobile hotspot for rping && stuff but it ran out like two days ago ;( 

       BUT we got our wifi kit yesterday && tried installing it late at night but we needed to register something but ofc the place is closed at midnight B)

       we’re all good now though !! we have wifi && i will be replying shortly as well as doing some other things. i’ll put a check list below ;;

tarek things 

theme

music themed plots

update regular plot page

replies

juniper things

make his account 

post bio

music themed plots

theme

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       ♡ — * » i’m sitting here listening to heavy metal & eating a nice healthy salad omg what is wrong with me it’s almost midnight & i have neighbors. i’m terrible. but anyways im prolly going to fly off to bed soon bc i gotta go christmas shopping @ like 10am & i gotta take the bus ;( i’ll be on a little bit longer & finish my salad, but that’s about it. 

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♡ — * » adrienne. 

Adrienne narrowed her eyes for a moment before sighing and shrugging off the jacket. Trying to find whatever it was he was talking about was nearly impossible. After finally locating the offending piece of tape–which she very gingerly picked at until it came off, resulting in a visual cringe from the brunette, she simply pulled the jacket on top of her shoulders. “Is there anything else you can point out before you try touching me again?”

       “ jesus. ” the name had been mumbled, but yet tarek completely meant it in this situation. this girl definitely gave off the vibe that she thought she was privileged or something which meant tarek was going to do what he was taught to do in his younger years. “ sorry for going to touch you w’out your permission, ma’am. ”

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♡ — * »  noa. 

“do you ever just crave a big juicy cheeseburger with lots of bacon?” noa asked, sighing as she thought about the food of careers past, “but you know it’ll go immediately to your ass and not in a good way?”

       there’s a lit cigarette balancing off tarek’s lips as he was about to take a grad off of it, but as he listen to the girl speak he instead to the cigarette from his mouth - burning it out besides him. “ no. ” was all he could reply with as confusion haunted his face. “ what even made you think of that ? ”  

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♡ — * » closed for @ftnicx 

       he’s walking forward with his eye on the ground, there’s a slight smile spread across his lips. & if anyone were to look close enough they’d be able to tell that: one; tarek bajwa was genuinely happy & two; there was a faint pink shade covering his cheeks as he continued on. “ we’re shopping for milad un nabi which is the celebration of prophet muhammad’s birthday on december first. it’s a holiday my sister & i grew up on, we stopped celebrating it when we were fifteen but i started it up again when i eighteen. ” whenever he spoke about his sister tarek usually got an awful knot in his stomach that made it so he was unable to speak or even keep his eyes open for long ( in case he ended up crying ). but with having nic around, tarek felt like he was at ease in the moments depsite the streets being hectic due to the black friday weekend. 

       “ m’mom wanted us to grow up as good kids y’know ? & on muhammad’s birthday we go around giving gifts to people we appreciate as well as volunteering at a homeless shelter or something of the sorts. ” he’s continuing to walk, but this time tarek has his hazel eyes on the male besides him; trying to look him over as he’s explaining this ‘ insane ’ holiday he celebrates. but as tarek continues to stare he begins rattling on & on about how good his mother’s cooking is - something nobody really cares about. but yet his eyes are focused on the male’s curls at the nape of his neck & he’s just about lost; not paying attention to where his footing is at all.

       it’s when there’s camera’s flash going off that tarek’s head jerks front & center, his smile fading into a smaller, less noticeable, smile. “ so we’re shopping for that as well as christmas. sorry to drag you along on this whole thing on black friday weekend, at least it’s not the friday - which i think is personally the worst. ” his sentence comes to an end but his train of thought doesn’t quite end there so he speaks up one last time, “ but hey, after today i owe you one. ”

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♡ — * » adrienne. 

“You could have just said something instead of reaching out like a creeper.” Normally, Adrienne wouldn’t have minded in the slightest. Part of her was almost a little angry at herself for thinking she could wear the jacket out without running into this problem. Clearing her throat, she lifted her arms slightly and attempted to inspect the jacket. She was hoping he was wrong and it wasn’t anything, but still. “Where is it?”

       at this point tarek is just amused by the words falling from the other’s lips & he shows that by chuckling with the slightest shake of his head. “ i’m more of a ‘ if you can do it, why ask someone else to do it for you ’ kind of person. ” with that said, tarek’s arms were already by his side once more as he offered her a small smile. “ like i said; under your arm. ”