sunset starters .

[dcminces]

yvette  &  @sunsetstarters​​

a  splash  of  colour  ,  red  lips  rubbed  against  each  other  to  spread  the  gloss  .  yvette’s  eyes  gleamed  as  she  took  a  step  back  to  admire  the  outfit  she  had  put  together  .  “  tell  me  i  don’t  look  hot  ,  ”  she  challenged  ,  gaze  drifting  to  her  companion  lurking  off  in  her  bedroom  .  “  i  told  you  i  wouldn’t  take  long  to  get  ready  .  you  should  feel  lucky  it  only  took  me  this  long  ,  perfection  is  supposed  to  take  time  .  ”  there’s  a  smile  spreading  on  her  face  ,  as  pretty  as  the  tinted  gloss  on  her  lips  .  hands  raised  in  a  ‘tada  !’  gesture  ,  her  body  posed  to  match  ,  but  her  face  quickly  dropped  into  a  look  of  disappointment  .  “  you  can  at  least  pretend  to  be  excited  that  we’re  going  out  .  when  was  the  last  time  you  let  me  drag  you  out  to  party  anyways  ?  ”

[leneemusing]

nonverbal memes

add + to reverse who does the action

[ attention ] for your muse to touch mine as a way of getting their attention  [ sleep ] for your muse to wake mine  [ cover ]  for your muse to cover mine with a blanket or a jacket  [ lift ] for your muse to give mine a hand stepping up or over something etc.  [ kiss ]  for your muse to come up to mine and kiss them without warning  [ run ] for your muse to run their fingers through mine’s hair  [ braid ] for your muse to braid mine’s hair  [ embrace ]  for your muse to hold mine  [ smile ] for your muse to smile at mine from across the room  [ wave ] for your muse to gesture to mine to come closer  [ panic ] for your muse to grab mine’s arm or get behind them in a moment of danger  [ touch ] for your muse to rest their forehead against mine’s [ weep ]  for your muse to catch mine crying  [ eat ]  for your muse to offer mine food [ hit ] for your muse to attack mine  [ love ] for your muse to touch mine as a show of affection or reassurance  [ nap ] for your muse to fall asleep against mine  [ rest ] for your muse to rest their head in mine’s lap  [ look ] for your muse to catch mine staring  [ seduce ] for your muse to touch mine sexually  [ help ] for your muse to lean on mine for support  [ give ] for your muse to offer mine their arm  [ entwine ] for your muse to hold mine’s hand  [ laugh ] for your muse to laugh at something mine did  [ dance ] for your muse to dance with mine  [ sit ] for your muse to pull mine into their lap  [ yell ] for your muse to calm mine down  [ cry ] for your muse to wipe mine’s tears away  [ dream ] for your muse to wake mine from a nightmare  [ surprise ] for your muse to show up at mine’s house without explanation  [ fix ] for your muse to treat mine’s injury  [ sacrifice ] for your muse to get hurt protecting mine  [ guard ] for your muse to step between my muse and danger  [ taste ] for your muse to cook for mine  [ sing ] for your muse to sing to mine 

[ghcstwink]

𝐢𝐦𝐬𝐠  ›  open

kai: i'm exhausted

kai: it's probably a good thing you didn't help me run lines

kai: where's that place you always go to for coffee? if i don't get caffeine in my system i think i'm gonna die

[bahandis]

for: open!

location: the sunset hills public library 

“i’m sorry you cannot seriously sit here and say to me that you think any fantasy novel series is better than lord of the rings.” rory’s face was aghast, affronted by the horror of someone believing that anyone had bested tolkein. the streetlights surrounding the library had dimmed to a warm amber color and in its last thirty minutes of operation the library was ghostly silent. rory glared from behind her coke-bottle round glasses and wrapped a hunter green cardigan a little tighter around her frame. “i mean there’s just no possible way. middle earth as a whole is one of the most compelling fantasy worlds out there, the original fellowship of the ring on their own are such an emotional core that i don’t think any series has replicated. i mean it created the blueprint for the kinds of pathos we see in fantasy novels to this day!”

[quintonjacobs-deactivated202307]

“If you could have any super power, what would it be?” One of many random questions that would filter through Quin’s brain on a daily. That and, why can’t people just treat others with decency and respect, what’s the longest someone can hold their breath for, why do we still have a tailbone, how long before we have to live on mars, and so on and so on. “Honestly, I used to always say invisible, but….” a soft chuckle fell from his lips as he shook his head. “Well, I kinda already feel that enough as it is,” he admitted with another laugh. “But lately I think just - the ability to freeze time would be really cool. Not rewind time or anything,” he quickly clarified, waving his hands and everything to indicate the urgency. “Definitely don’t want to fuck up the timeline or anything…. but just….. to stop it…. like a pause button. Just to catch your breath…. oh or when I need to wake up early for classes, freezing and then sleeping in until i’m actually well rested…. yeah… absolutely. Uh- anyway, what’s yours?”

[thequeenofhawkins]

𝐖𝐇𝐎: hudson drake & OPEN​​​​

𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓:​​ hudson likes to harass teens @ the record factory <333 employee of the month if u ask me!

𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄: the record factory, baby!

“Aht, aht, aht!” Hudson chided, leaping off the counter that was at the front of the Record Factory and beelining immediately for a teenager who had decided to help themselves to the records in the store. The Record Factory had gems, like fucking rubies and sapphires, on their shelves. There weren’t many, but they had a groovy online system so they could ship off their diamonds to more valuable buyers than the next teen girl coming in for the newest Harry Styles album. You know, real vinyl collectors. He snatched the 45 out of the kid’s hand and held onto it like it was his child. “Do you know what this is?” The kid shook his head. Typical. “This is a fucking mint condition The Prettiest Star 45 rpm. Your grubby little hands are on hundreds of dollars of pristine gold. Do you realize that?” The kid shook his head again. 

“Get the hell out of here or go over to the new releases where you belong. I’m sure there’s a new shiny Drake or Logic record over there that you can fondle all day long.” Hudson waved his hand over to the front of the store where all the new shit was. When the teen scurried off to the front of the store, Hudson turned his head, snatching up another record to play over the sound system. Aladdin Sane. He returned to his little spot behind the counter, pulling the record out of its sleeve, and replacing it with whatever had been previously playing. Watch That Man began playing and Hudson looked at the nearest person to be the subject of his rambles. 

“Shit on a brick, I love this song.” He said, snapping his fingers and pointing at said person. “You fuck with Bowie?”