#c:gemma

[emily-fuller]

@gemmamariano​

“I know you said your style is librarian chic but I don’t think I’ve ever seen a librarian wear something that... sexy before.”

[poppy-battenberg]

@gemmaraz​

“You ever held a knife before?” she asked Gemma as she led the girl to one of the racks of knives. “I know this looks intimidating, but you’ll need a small one. No point in holding something too heavy for you to do anything with. If you do alright, maybe we can even get into throwing knives.”

[miss-daisymidrab]

Mickey had asked Daisy to help out in any way that she could, which for her meant making sure her outfit was the center of attention and that everyone was having a good time. Translation: she had made hundreds of rainbow jello shots the night before and was now carrying some around in her rainbow sequined hearts bikini, dancing wildly to the music playing loudly. “Gemma!” She screamed happily as she saw her friend. It was clear that Daisy had already had quite a few of the shots herself. “Come on! We’re doin’ jello shots bitch!” 

@gemmaxtucker​

[prettyboyapollo]

“Hey Gemma, pssst,” Apollo tried to whisper through the door. “I found some astonishing shit that I gotta show you.” 

@gemmaxtucker

[bsmythe-blog1]

@gemmaroses

Brooklyn was really fucking glad she was up on this roof alone, because she was getting mad. How the fuck can painting be so difficult? And weird? She was never the artistic type besides a photograph here or there, and now here she was, on this empty roof of the apartments trying to ‘ease her anxiety’ with painting. Yeah, okay, she found a list online that were ways to relieve anxiety and stress and she figured that maybe this one would help. She’s been trying all of them, one-by-one, since she acquired the list but none of them have helped ease her anxiety and she was getting quite desperate. Anxiety has never been something that Brooke had to deal with; she usually kept her cool. But ever since leaving Carter, she’s been feeling... strange. Like, sometimes her hands won’t stop shaking and her mind goes a hundred miles a minute and she actually questions whether she made the right decision or not. She hates it. 

“Fuck,” she sighed, getting angrier with each stroke of her brush against the canvas. “Fucking. Hell.” In one swift movement, she shoved the easel over. Okay, maybe it wasn’t that swift, because as soon as Brooke took a step forward, she accidentally stepped on one of her tubes of paint, making it splatter all over her legs. The blonde stopped and clenched her fists together, trying to collect her thoughts. But much too quickly, tears were forming in her eyes and all of the sudden she was really glad that she was up on this roof alone. Because she can count the amount of times she’s cried unwillingly on one hand. But, obviously, Brooklyn had some pretty bad luck because as soon as she thought that, she heard the door to the rooftop open and she whipped around, staring the other girl dead in the face. “God, they should make reservation times for this fucking roof.” She mumbled, dropping to her knees to collect all of her stuff. “I’m leaving, I just gotta get my shit, sorry.”

[jamie-chiu]

@gemmamariano​

“What are the chances the musuem’s doing like... yearly passes for kids where they can enter as many times as they want? Surely you have something like that?”

[coliincorrect]

Wyatt: You're trying to use my ego against me?

Gemma, shrugging: I thought it would work.

Wyatt: No, it worked. I'll do it.

[tigger-edwards]

Shaken Up...I Mean Distraught | Gemma + Tiggs

Tigger had just woken up when he felt the ground suddenly shake beneath him and things began to fall off the shelves. His green eyes widened in horror as he ducked under his bed, saying a silent prayer to the universe to keep him and his friends safe until the shaking had stopped. Emerging from his now messy bedroom and out into the street, he noticed the chaos that had ensued. He sighed, shaking his head until he saw a familiar face. “Are you okay? You look a bit sh--distraught,” He asked. 

@gemmaxtucker