“Come here often?”
“Nope, first time here,” Violet examined the room around her, taking off her coat. “Show me around, will you?”

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@violethalpert
“Come here often?”
“Nope, first time here,” Violet examined the room around her, taking off her coat. “Show me around, will you?”
sarahbll:
“Yeah it’s sad but what can you do?” She sighed deeply, shrugging her shoulders. “Okay Elle Fanning’s character gets eaten by other models is visualization of how an innocent sweet girl is destroyed by a town like Los Angeles and the fashion industry. Bella’s character wanted to manufacture her own beauty by destroying another but at the end of the day she died — because that’s the one thing that you can’t do.”
Violet winced at the sudden change of the conversation. She remembered how gory the movie was, nodding throughout, as she listened to the red head’s explanation. “You’re really good at this,” she complimented, truthfully. “What about when the other girl – the one where she vomits the eyeball?”
parkeratwood:
“Don’t make me pull out that puppy dog face.” His voice was teetering on the edge of whiny as he started to exaggerate his lower lip and widen his eyes. “Half of those girls don’t even matter. I’m talking capital A Angels here — the fucking big guns. The type of girls that have been wearing wings for years, not just once or twice because Kris probably terrorized or threatened someone. Big Leagues, Halpert, he emphasized, throwing the last name card back in her face playfully. Looking down at his clipboard, Parker glanced from her familiar handwriting up to his own above her. “Two?”
“Don’t you dare,” Violet quipped, pointing her pen at his face. “I’m trying to be happy for you here, Parker – I really am. But I don’t know who the capital A Angels are. Kris who?” The blonde asked, raising her brows at him. She let out a chuckle after seeing his own name on the clipboard. “Two is better than one, I suppose.” she smiled, rubbing the nape of her neck. “How many do you need?”
anonymias:
“Seriously” she nodded her head, sure, she sounded a little bit crazy, she would admit that, and that was mostly due to the amount of sugar running through her bloodstream right now, but she didn’t care, thus far, this was the most delicious hot beverage she had ever had. Maybe there was a chance she had been going without coffee for too long. “Oh, no, a matcha latte is always my second choice.”
“You need to tell me what you’re having right now,” she remarked as her eyes grazed over to the brunette’s cup. “Do you always order that here? Listen, I’d give you a sip of my matcha latte, but promise me that you won’t make love to it,” she added, jokingly.
robertxmatthews:
“Oh boy…” Rob sighed, looking around so he could find someone to help him. “My friend handed her baby to me and left. She has been crying for the last thirty minutes and I don’t know what to do.”
“Did you bring her pacifier? Her bottle? Anything?” Violet questioned as she looked at him with pity, placing her hand on the baby’s back. It was an attempt to calm her down, but clearly, it did not work. Sure, she was good at handling toddlers, but when it comes to babies, she’d rather step away and leave. “Try singing. Maybe that’ll work?”
abigail-meyers:
“It makes me want to go there right now. I miss it so much,” she smiled as she took a long drink of the coffee.
“Are you going back there soon?” Violet asked. “It’s either the Bahamas or Italy, huh?”
tylercohen:
“Mass Gen,” she answered almost immediately. It wasn’t that hard a question to answer anyway. “I don’t know if they still sell shirts like this one. It was quite a while ago when I bought the damn thing. I should make note to buy a new one. And another note to not buy it, or anything else for that matter, at a pop-up sale.”
“Ah, I see,” Violet replied with a sigh, lacking words to say. “How old is that shirt? If you’re really desperate, eBay and Amazon will always be there to help you,” She stated, smiling at the other blonde. “But yes, I agree with buying a new one.”
sarahbll:
“It’s a long story, I don’t wanna talk about him for a while.” She shook her head. “I love weird stuff, that’s why I loved it. Metaphors were great.”
“Oh, that’s...” Violet paused, thinking of words to say next. “I can feel the sadness in the air already,” She confessed, lowering her shoulders as she brought her hand up to her own face. “Are you talking about the bloody eyeball? I don’t understand what it meant. Is that even a metaphor?”
caseyevans:
“Oh, no– no, no–…” His head shakes, his features finally restored to their normal positions, “That’s not it– I’ve got my facts, but I’m sure you’re going to shoot them down when you hear them, right ?? Which you have a right to do, but I figure I might as well just save them,” His shoulders rise & fall, “Unless you really want to hear me babble about the issues with the crosshairs in some of the photos.” There’s a hint of a smile in his voice as he says it.
“Alright, let’s make a deal,” Violet begun, extending her hand to meet his. “You state your conspiracy facts and I won’t say a word,” She looked at him with her eyes narrowed seriously. “But please don’t mention the part about the flag waving in zero gravity.”
parkeratwood:
“I’m trying to get it to be for real, Vi. C’mon — skepticism doesn’t get shit done.” Waving the clipboard around in front of her, Parker let out a sigh. “It’s not like I’m trying to be that weird perv that wants to see models run around in their lingerie, I promise. Trust me, a lot of people have accused me of that,” he mumbled in a low tone before shaking his head solemnly. “I’m perfectly fine with them in sweatpants as long as their face is on my screen once a week. God, could you imagine? Stella Maxwell and Taylor Hill marathons. I’ll bring the popcorn to every weekly episode if you just put that little autograph of yours down.”
“Not trying to burst your bubble here but petitions like these won’t work, Atwood,” Violet admitted, rummaging her purse to find a pen. “There are too many girls in that damn runway. I don’t think they’ll have the time to shoot each of them.” She continued, pulling the pen from her bag, twirling it in front of his face. “I don’t know who any of those people are but... whatever.” She proceeded to sign the petition. She’d do anything for Parker, no matter how ludicrous his plans are. “There. How many people signed so far?”
httpchester:
“Oh, I love Bridesmaids. That one scene was just hilarious, am I right?” Chester added, lowering the camera. Though he hadn’t watched the movie, his arrogant smile suggested otherwise. “I have an idea: why don’t we pull up Netflix and hang out? Just you, me, and some pad thai.”
“Which scene are you talking about? I feel like you’re talking about that diarrhea scene, but the drunk scene is equally hilarious,” Violet replied enthusiastically. “Sounds good – only if you’re paying, that is.”
sarahbll:
“Valentine’s Day sucks, men suck, whole concept sucks.” Sarah explained dryly. “Well Neon Demon was a good movie though, I didn’t mind the pink there.”
“Man, who hurt you?” Violet replied, tone completely joking. “I don’t know if I would describe it as good... Weird – that’s for sure.”
“Hey, man. Sign this petition? ‘S to make a show revolved ‘round the Victoria’s Secret Angels. Like a reality show, y'know?”
“I don’t quite understand the concept,” Violet asked, staring at the paper in front of her. “Is this for real?”
❝ What is money anyway ? It’s just paper that some king on a mountain said was worth something. Gold I understand, it’s shiny. You can make jewelry out of it. ❞ Caleb mumbled, has he just finished his fourth beer bottle of the night.
“Money can be used for goods and services, my guy.“ Violet replied with a smile, hoping the person will understand the reference. “How many glasses have you had? That is such a pretentious thing to say, I have to admit.”
abigail-meyers:
“It has the Greek ruins. It’s actually really cool to see it. One of the Greek colonies,” Abbey gave a small smile and nodded. “I love it. I think it’s one of the most interesting times in history. One of my favorites places in the country.”
“You make me want to go there right now,” Violet laughed, admiring the person’s description. “You know, if I had the power to teleport, I’d go to Italy first.”
tylercohen:
“No, not today. It’s my day off, thank god,” she said, sounding pretty much relieved. “Maybe after this coffee we could head on back.” She sat back down into the couch, trying to get comfortable, before attending to the cup of coffee in her hands. She took a sip and laughed lightly at the other’s words. “Pulling it off isn’t exactly something I was rooting for, but thanks,” she noted, grinning back at Violet. “The only time I’ve owned ripped anything is when it got ripped itself due to exhaustive use, and right now.”
“Where do you work, again? I always seem to forget,” Violet asked, finishing her cup of coffee. She knew the blonde was a nurse, but she never had the nerve to ask where. “Are you not going to buy a new one? Or is that one-of-a-kind?” She asked, placing her purse on her lap.