“That’s the day I knew I’d always love you.”
trans woman played by a trans woman written by two trans women.
we're not kids anymore.
I'd rather be in outer space 🛸

❣ Chile in a Photography ❣
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
taylor price

Janaina Medeiros
tumblr dot com
Monterey Bay Aquarium
art blog(derogatory)

pixel skylines
will byers stan first human second
No title available

JBB: An Artblog!
🪼

Discoholic 🪩

PR's Tumblrdome
Stranger Things

Kiana Khansmith

祝日 / Permanent Vacation
DEAR READER

seen from Iraq
seen from Mexico
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States

seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States

seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States

seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from Uzbekistan

seen from Germany
seen from Canada
seen from China
seen from Malaysia
@veravictoriious
“That’s the day I knew I’d always love you.”
trans woman played by a trans woman written by two trans women.
Vera Reynolds, Prime Suspect 3
things worthy of investment: leather jackets, good lingerie, perfume, foundation, your dreams
{ tbh since this Vera muse is not trapped in 1993 this is the update on her hair. We can’t expect it to actually be under control because the fluff cannot be subdued but the hairspray situation has chilled out somewhat. }
@celestialsuperstar continued from here
That last bit -- “trust me” -- that had her biting her lip. He may have been silly but there was some sort of indisputable weight to the claim, like he knew Marilyn herself and was drawing direct comparison here.
“Thank you. I do really appreciate that,” Vera murmured, picking out the cherry from her glass once she’d finished her water. Looking the man over again, she narrowed her eyes a little. “Are you... a musician? Part of the band here, maybe? I could swear I’ve seen you before.”
Vera’s Coffee Shop
Jax smiles excitedly, eyes lighting up and he shakes his head, sitting straighter. “Oh i promise not to laugh! I have seen some very crazy things, I’m certain you can’t surprise me!” Jax rubs his hands together. “Ohhh tell me Vera, don’t leave me hanging, whats your fandom? Game of Thrones? Glee? The Golden Girls? I mean, what is it?” Jax smiles and in his excitement he brings his coffee cup to his lips and takes a refreshing sip. Perfect as always.
“Scouts honor, that I won’t laugh.” He then crosses his heart with his finger and holds up his hand as a pledge.
“It’s... oh for goodness sake -- Jurassic Park. Everything Jurassic Park! The films, that gaudy television series from the nineties and the book by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle that the series was based on,” she admits in a rush, her cheeks burning bright pink. “I was twelve years old when I saw Jurassic Park at the drive-in and I turned out hopelessly in love with Sam Neill.”
Vera’s Coffee Shop
Jax puts down the exact change for all the items and puts down a ten dollar tip, because he always tipped Vera. He wants her and her business to do very well. Once he has done so, he puts his wallet back into his back pocket and then picks up his coffee and muffin, and has put the paper under his arm. So he is a bit full. But he just gives a grateful smile and nods. “Oh, you make an old man blush Vera, but thank you, I try to look nice for you.” Jax flirts a bit but then just softly chuckles.
“A book signing in two hours at the book shop in the city, and then next week I’ll be going to the London comic con, and hopefully my booth will be a hit. It was last year. I met Matt Smith last year..Maybe I’ll meet Peter Capaldi this year.” Jax smiles and he shuffles to his table near the counter and puts down his items.
“Do you have any favorite TV shows or anything? Movies? the ComiCon is a big place I’m sure I could find you something you’d like!”
“Oh no, my favourite thing is embarrassing,” she laughs, pressing both hands to her mouth to stop the giggles. “Even by geek standards. It’s not like Star Wars or Harry Potter...” She watches Jax, and she knows that he’ll fish it out of her eventually now that she’s let on.
“Don’t laugh! You can’t laugh at me if I tell you. Promise?”
❀ "Y'know-" Fitz drawled, grinning lopsidedly, "In that getup y'sort of look like if Marilyn Monroe was classy."
“If Marilyn was classy?!” She felt her guard lower a little, once she realized this leather clad and edgy-looking bloke was a bit silly. Colour tinged her cheeks as she took another drink. It was only water, as Vera was parched after performing on stage, but there was still a cherry in the glass . “She’s as classy as it gets.”
Vera’s Coffee Shop
@veravictoriious
Jax was always the first to come on into the coffee shop, he loved this little place ever since it opened up. Authentic coffee, good coffee, far better than that Starbucks crap. But Jax was a faithful and loyal customer and had been coming nearly every morning for the last few months. Some days like today he just had a pad of paper and a pen, and some days he had a laptop which he typed away on. But he greets the staff with a big cheerful smile and especially the owner. Vera.
“Good morning Vera, looking beautiful as always.”
Jax smiles and leans slightly against the front counter, hand reaching for his wallet, as his other arm has pinned down his pad of paper to his side.
“Can I get my usual Mint Coffee , a blueberry muffin and the paper please?”
Vera gets to hear about how beautiful she is every morning from Jax, no matter whether she’s wearing a summer dress or jeans and an old sweater covered in flour, like today. Her sleeves are rolled up to her elbows and flyaway brown curls are tied back with a bandana, the way she always does when she’s baking up a storm. Jax always knows to beat the morning rush -- maybe because he likes the quiet, though she suspects he likes the extra attention too.
“Here you are, dear.” Jax’s coffee is always freshly brewed by the time he walks in the door, and Vera only has to add the flavour shot to the mug before pouring a steaming cup. The muffins steam too when they’re broken apart, fresh out of the oven, and the paper’s pulled up from under the counter to set alongside it all, before she rests her elbows on the counter.
“You’re looking handsome, yourself. Tie and all. Have you got a book thing today?”
❝Might be a sinner and I might be a saint.❞ {itsjustvowels}
“Oh, I absolutely think you’re a Saint,” Vera assured him, flashing Jamie a teasing smile as she glanced up into the mirror at him. Jamie looked more than a little shy at being backstage, hovering in the doorway to the dressing rooms while performers and stage hands bustled every which way in a chaos that Vera relished.
“It’s that friend of yours who leads you astray.”
SEND ME ‘¶ + A SUBJECT’ AND I’LL POST A HEADCANON FOR MY CHARACTER ABOUT THAT TOPIC
Remember to mention a character!
[ inbox is open now! I forget to do that every time I make a new blog I swear. ]
Send “❀” + a compliment for my muse’s reaction.
Or send “⚡” + an insult for my muse’s reaction.
Get to know my muse
For the next hour, I will be accepting questions about my muse.
Anything goes, of course following the mun’s rules. Headcanon questions, or even suggestions, are all welcome. Even strike up a conversation with my muse interrogating them!
Send me 💔 for your muse to see mine being flirted with, mine being very uncomfortable with the flirting. What will your muse do?
RP starters: Horror.
“Did you hear something?”
“I don’t like where this is going…”
“You’re scared? Really?”
“I have a flashlight, don’t worry.”
“Do you think we are lost?”
“Ghosts don’t exists!”
“I want to go home…”
“This place is abandoned, don’t worry.”
“Did you just touch my shoulder?”
“I saw something, I swear!”
“We are going to die.”
“There needs to be an explanation to all of this…”
“Is that… blood?”
“What if there is someone in here with us?”
“Let’s check that noise out.”
“This was a stupid idea!”
“If something bad happens, I’m blaming you!”
“It’s getting dark out and I don’t like it.”
“Oh my god, are you okay?!”
“Calm down! We aren’t going to die!”
“Shh, be quiet!”
“See, this place isn’t haunted!”
“Did you just see what I did?”
“This is crazy.. none of this is real.”
“We need to run for it!”
“I can’t stop shaking.”
“You need to believe me, please!”