#turkishdclights

[mndstom]

starter for @turkishdclights ( adam )

Her hands are pressed on the male's cheeks, squishing them together while a mischievous grin is playing on her lips. "Oh gosh, I missed these cheeks sooooo much." While she speaks, she keeps rubbing his face and she really has to try her hardest not to burst into a fit of laughter right in front of him. Even when she has halted her actions, she still has her palms pressed on his face, taking in every facial feature of his before taking a small step away from him. "I'm sorry I've been gone. I have had to..." Naeun sucks air between her teeth, looking away briefly, before continuing her sentence: "Deal with some things."

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@turkishdclights continued from here

Bastían was a stickler for punctuality and keeping track of his agenda. The professor was made for his job, perhaps not for socializing. Tapping on his phone a few times he spun it around to show the message. "Don't worry about it, really. You're here and I've been working, so it wasn't an evening wasted." He waited for her to have a seat before speaking again, "It's nice to meet you, officially, Zara. I'm Bastían, but Baz is fine, only my coworkers call me my full name and it makes me feel like I'm about four years old. Have you been here before? I could recommend something, if you'd like."

[lucidrims]

꒰ ͜͡➸ starter for @turkishdclights | from: five word sentence starters !

"it's okay, i've got you"

     to add to her already stressful day, jiali tops it all off by embarrassing herself. she was in a rush to get to her apartment, failing to remember to bring an umbrella. just her luck that whoever was up above decided to play a game with her that day, as it starts pouring in the middle of her long walk home. because she was in such a hurry to get home as soon as possible, she almost trips in the middle of a paved road in the park she was cutting through. " i - thank you. " holding onto his shoulders, she peeks up at her savior, " woah, you caught me just in time. it felt like i was in a movie. " she truly must have lost her mind with the way she was giving commentary out loud like this. " sorry, i was in a rush and i didn't have an umbrella. " she further explains, accepting her fate and knowing she's just going to go home looking like a wet mop. " really though, thank you. "

[marimelwrites]

@turkishdclights - continued from your reply to my open starter HERE!

To say that it was a relief to see him again was an understatement. Catia had felt as though she'd been missing an entire part of herself while she had been gone. Had it felt amazing to do the work she was doing? Absolutely. Had it been worth a year long separation from the person she loved? No, it hadn't. This was the first time that she had been away from Rahul for so long, and it had turned into a learning experience. She knew her limits now, and if ever an opportunity arose for such a large scale project again, she knew now that she would never spend this much time away from him.

Catia's arms wrapped around him and she leaned into the kiss, reluctant to pull away now that she finally got to hold him. Still, she stepped inside, but once inside she turned to face him again. Her hands lifted to Rahul's face and she took a moment to let her gaze drink in every feature of him. "You're real. Finally," she whispered in awe. "I dreamed of this moment so many times, and for it to finally be here... to be back home with you?" She leaned in for one more kiss. "I'm never leaving for that long ever again. That's a promise. I can't do it."

[thefvrious]

@turkishdclights wanted janessa

janessa had been afraid that the show wouldn't be a success -- that it wouldn't get picked up or have enough of an audience, but the opposite had proven to be true, and they had already begun shooting for the second season. she sat in her trailer, looking over the script for that day's scenes, tapping her acrylic nails on the counter before pushing herself up and out of her trailer, toward his.

the heat was like stepping into a blow dryer, but it didn't take long until she was at his door, knocking with the backs of her knuckles and a small smile on her lips. when noel opened up, she grinned at him, one hand on the guardrail, one foot on the first step up into his trailer. "buenas días. i wanted to run our scene for this afternoon, if that's okay? it's got a lot of emotion in it. i want to do it right."

[filllthecrown]

closed starter for @turkishdclights​

As the show was winding down, Stefani couldn’t help but look over at the man who was just enraptured on what was going on on her TV. It would be comical — downright cute — if she weren’t so frustrated. It had been weeks since she had showed up in the hospital with the minor burns that didn’t even need anything topical put on them and he had been over to her tiny apartment enough for half a season worth of shows but ... nothing. Part of her thought that he wasn’t even interested, and if that were the case she’d be more than fine being friends but ... he flirted. Right? She felt like a teenager, full of confused feelings and second guessing herself. Ever time she felt she dropped a hint big enough to fill a cave, he just didn’t get it. No, tonight was going to change all of that, she was determined. Once and for all, she was going to find out if there was an actual spark there or she was just projecting. And if it was the latter, well, she was glad their shared TV show was going into a hiatus and she could have plenty of time to lick her wounds before emerging again.

When the news rolled on, she reached forward to grab the remote and turned off the TV. They had gotten into a pretty good routine: talk, watch, snack, discuss, leave. Nothing more, nothing less. So she knew she was switching up the game by getting up and heading to the kitchen. “Can I get you something to drink?” she asked. “I have soda, orange juice, wine...” Peeking around the corner, she shot a smile his way. “Promise it’s not something cheap. I saved up to get the good stuff.”

[mndstom]

closed starter for @turkishdclights

"So..." She starts, looking at their hands which are holding each other and her thumb is rubbing the top of Mona's hand. "I'm planning to tell my parents about us. Or at least I will try to tell them." It has always been a try from Naeun's side and then she has chickened out on the last second. Why? She simply hasn't had the balls to tell them.

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