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I FOUND THE PASSWORD WOAH WHAT’S UP GUYS SOMEONE PLOT WITH ME
Sentir la necesidad de crear una cuenta usando a Megan Fox a Shailene Woodley o a Blake Lively como Muses es real…me volveré loca si lo hago…
The struggle of making a Megan Fox, Shailene Woodley or Blake Lively account is real, but if i do so it’ll drive me crazy…
Lo siento :( Pero, una locura bueno, no??
wxvingbye dude but if I made them would you one a starter with one of them?? bc that'd be cool?
okay, so, if you send ”six word story” to my inbox, i’ll pick a random one from the site and write a drabble/starter for our characters based off of it
EN REALIDAD, NO ME IMPORTA????
wxvingbye so it's a good idea omg? i've always wanted to add those two and like I really have muse for both of them and I'm like 'yes.. this is tOTALLY HAPPENING??
"Well, what would you suggest I go to?"
"Hmm.. Well, there's this awesome Italian place down the street that serves the best pizza I've had like ever?"
don’t steal people’s characters, don’t copy the coding of their themes, don’t steal their icons, just DON’T STEAL PEOPLE’S THINGS AND PRETEND IT BELONGS TO YOU.
yo, i'm thinking of adding a few test muses?? like a lucy hale, and maybe a shay mitchell?
"Well, where would you like to go?"
"To the beach?"
He was nervous, he still was considering her was sitting at a rather awkward family dinner with his girlfriend. Kayson unfortunately was the only one who must have been sensing the ridiculous amount of tension filling the room. For about a straight hour, the parents of his girlfriend had averted all of their attention to the elder daughter; his girlfriend, failing to include her younger sister. The tension escalated so high that the other had departed the dining room at alarming speed. Allowing a few minutes to pass by before excusing himself from the dinner, he stalked off to find her sitting in the backyard. ❛Hey, you okay?❜
All the girl had wanted was a peaceful night. She wanted to stay at her own apartment, and relax after a long day of work. But, in reality, Charlotte was never even spared one moment to slow down, and just relax. Her mother had -- reluctantly, if Charlotte could add -- called her to invite her to a family dinner. But, it wasn't just a normal family dinner; her older sister, Liliana, had decided to finally introduce her boyfriend to their parents. Charlotte had only been invited by request of her sister. So, she threw on a borrowed dress from one of her last photoshoots, slipped on a pair of heels, let her hair down, and drove to her parents house. She thought that maybe, it wouldn't be too bad; but she was wrong. The dinner was extremely awkward, not much conversation being made other than the occasional 'can you pass the salt?'. After a while, Charlotte had excused herself, and went to the backyard to sit on the patio. She'd been alone, until the boyfriend of her older sister had walked into the backyard. She looked up at him curiously, "Yeah, I'm fine, I guess. It was just a bad idea to come here."
open :
"Could anyone tell me where I could get some good food, please?"
"You know, that depends on what kind of food you like! I don't know if you've realized, but there're like, 20 restaurants in the area?"
Am I Dead? || Larissa and Colette
Larissa followed Colette down the street, standing beside her best friend. She put her hoodie up — the same hoodie she had died in, as a matter of fact — just in case anybody recognized her. This was a small town, and everyone pretty much knew everyone. There was no secret you could hide from the citizens of this town. And if they saw Larissa? There’d be so much speculation and lots of whispers, it would embarrass the Correia name. On a totally unrelated note though, Larissa was so unbelievably happy that she was able to walk beside Colette and talk and joke with her, just like they used to before she died. She gulped audibly — before she died. That was weird to think about.
"Col.. I can’t," Larissa whispered, squeezing her best friend’s hand tighter in response, just like she used to, "I can’t see them.. Not until I figure this whole thing out. I need to know.. Why I’m here. I can’t cause them another heartbreak if I disappear again. Hell, I don’t want to hurt you either."
Colette noticed that Larissa had put her hood up. It made sense, they didn’t want everyone to know about Larissa. The blonde fished in her purse for a pair of sunglasses and handed them to her friend. This way if any one saw them it would just like Colette was helping a hungover friend and nothing suspicious.
Colette nodded. “As our love Augustus Waters said. ‘you don’t get to choose if you get hurt in this world…but you do have some say in who hurts you.’ Shit, be my Hazel Grace. We’ve been through hell and back. We can take whatever kind of pain this world throws at us and honestly, I’m grateful for anytime I have with you.”
Larissa nodded to Colette in gratitude, before slipping the shades onto her face quickly, her face being hidden. "You're the smartest," Larissa commends her best friend for the quick thinking, "I look like a cool hipster. On a scale of one to ten, how cool am I, Col?"
"But, technically, you should be my Hazel Grace," Larissa points out with a smile, but then frowns, "Because, if anything, I'll be the one who fades away, right?" She squeezes Colette's hand, "We've been to hell and beyond, dude! You and me, we're like, a tag team, you feel? I'm not going to let go this time," She was determined to stay, but she wasn't sure if it would be able to happen, "I will dye my hair and change my name, even move to another country! But, I'm not leaving you. I promise."
Ryan listened, nodding throughout. “Damn, that must suck. Yeah, we’re the same age. And my parents didn’t really ever get together, I only know my dad. My step-mom-ish is nice, though. And Hailey is my little sister’s name.”
"Yeah, it really did suck. Seeing that they were...
Ryan gave a small laugh, shaking his head. "No idea. And I really don't care. I don't wanna find her, if that's what you're asking." He shrugged simply. "It's alright, really. Yeah, she's the last one so they lost their creativity."
"Please, Hailey is the most creative name," smiles Hailey, "See, when I become a famous actress, I'll have like, millions of adoring fans, and then lots of girls will be named Hailey!" She winked playfully, "You shall see, Ryan, you shall see!"
Natalie shook her head, laughing. “You can’t just add one out of nowhere! That’s not how it works, ‘Rena. Hate to break it to you.” Nat laughed again, rolling her eyes. “I never said that. Don’t put words in my mouth! Fine, but only yours. I’ve locked mine away somewhere that you’ll never find.” She joked.
"But didn't the people who make them add them out of nowhere? Why are my actions being limited, Nat!" She pouts in mock-sadness, but quickly loses her composure, and laughs instead. "Nuh uh, not fair! I will find the baby pictures one day, Nat," Serena rolls her eyes, looking at the phone, "Okay, lets look at the adorableness that is Serena St Claire!"
“I am calm. You know what, let’s just—-let’s not discuss my existential crises anymore, what d’you say? It’s very stupid.”
"You certainly don't seem calm. Also, I still feel like you're upset at me! I hate when people are upset with me. I, Shay Michaels, am genuinely sorry for making fun of your existential crisis. See, you got a genuine apology from me of all people. No, I like this crisis! This is interesting, and totally not stupid."
"Okay, that’s just depressing and you have the worst luck in the world. Seriously though, how are you still so happy? Is the morphine still running through you or something?" Harley said with a lightly laugh. "Jokes aside, I’m so sorry that happened to you.”
"Please, I don't have the worst luck in the world, there're people who have worse luck," Evan rolls his eyes a little, but a grin was still present on his face "Have you not seen those epic fail shows? With like the videos of those people doing stupid things? Now they have bad luck. Also, bad judgement." Evan sips from the smoothie cup in his hand, "Well, maybe, I did leave the hospital with a lot of medicine in my system."