𝐝𝐚𝐲𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠.

i don't stand in line, fuck that, but i wait for you. i don't like to drink, i don't like to think, fuck that, but i ponder you.

[woodlawns]

sorry i’ve been MIA... started a new job and the workload took a toll on me... i’ll be back soonish.

[woodlawns]

𝐭𝐨𝐛𝐢𝐚𝐬 & 𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐧

open  for : all , mutuals  &  non-mutuals   ( m / f / nb ) muse: erin jung

‘  see  i  TOLD  you  i  could  do  it  .  ’  the  blonde  nearly  jumping  from  excitement  ,  controller  in  her  hand  .  ‘  you  can  hand  me  my  twenty  bucks  please  .  ’  the  other  hand  pushed  out  her  palm  up  .  mario  kart  was  by  far  the  easiest  game  to  her  yet  also  the  most  competitive  game  she  gets  out  of  playing  .  smiling  while  she  bats  her  eyes  ,  chin  tilted  up  almost  to  say  ‘im  the  champion’  here  .

              ❝ oh, fuck off.. ❞ tobias mutters under his breath, shaking his head at her, a deep frown decorating his features, ❝ you cheated that whole game ! ❞ he booms, a frustrated sigh leaving his lips as he searches his pockets for cash. he was dumbfounded that he’d lose at mario kart, out of all games. he was sure she’d played some dirty tricks on him to get him to lose, because that game was his territory, and he never lost. he held back the impulse to ask for a revenge match, considering the fact that he barely had money to pay for this loss, let alone another if she was going to wipe the floor with him, ❝ whatever, i only have ten bucks and a coupon on me, take it or leave it. ❞

[woodlawns]

☁ 𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦 & 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐡 ☁

  “ a card? it has tokens on it, you know, the coins you place into arcade machines in order to get them to work but are slowly going extinct - or points, as they like to call it. ” some machines require them to scan them and others required them to swipe. looking around, she pointed at the desk. “ i won’t need a new card until june. it doesn’t really cost that much, so you should be good. ”

              ❝ uhh.. yeah, the tokens, yeah. ❞ liam mumbled, knowing damn well he was absolutely clueless when it came to arcade gaming. he nodded along her words, hoping to catch the gist of what she was saying so he’d understand a bit more about what the hell everyone around him was doing. ❝ so.. i’ll go to the front desk to get it. ❞ the boy stated proudly, ❝ you can wait for me at one of the games, and i’ll meet you there with my tokens.. or point, however you want to call them. ❞

[decadencies-a]

i REALLY want a plot where muse a and muse b are childhood best friends and completely LOVE adventure. and while they’ve traveled around for awhile now, everything has felt so planned. one of them said sarcastically “maybe we should just put up a map, throw a dart at it, and go to wherever it lands tonight.” and so that’s what they start doing. they start basing their travels completely by chance, going to little small towns and meeting locals and learning all about the little hidden treasures that the country has to offer. along the way on their adventures, they start thinking… i think i’d be happy adventuring with them for the rest of my life !!! give me a love confession in a random small town coffee shop, kissing on some cold beach, spending christmas at a little bed and breakfast, just !!! cute adventuring couple !!!

[twicetagramjpg]

[woodlawns]

𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐣𝐚𝐡 & 𝐜𝐞𝐜𝐞

cece & tba ! 

                     SEEING HER EX LOVER OUT IN PUBLIC WITH ANOTHER DATE humored cecelia deeply. it wasn’t so much as feeling jealous as eyes gazed from the company she kept to the pair across of the resturant they’d been sitting in, but the fact that she’d left the other’s bed not even a day ago and they’d already been out with a new piece of eye candy. cece was HOT SHIT and she knew it  — she’d do things on purpose to play with the other’s mind just as well as they did hers. whether it was a friendly touch on her current date’s arm, or a innocent ( however seductive looking .. ) whisper with her lips so close to her fling’s ear .. she made it a point for her ex to see it. quickly jotting out a text , she plans on making the rest of the other’s time spent with THEIR date uncomfortable for them, but exciting for her. “ and when her lips are INBETWEEN your thighs later i hope she tastes whatever’s left over of me . “ @woodlawns​

                elijah could feel the familiar vibration of his phone in his pocket, quickly unwrapping his arm from his date to take it out. what he didn’t expect was to see his ex’s name on his screen, at least not this early in the night. he opens it, almost in a hurry, a chuckles to himself. she really was something else. he scans the room for her figure, trying to see where she could possibly be. it doesn’t take too long until his gaze falls on her, taking a moment to take her in before adverting that she had a companion with her. he wasn’t necessarily mad, he had no reason to be. after all, he had a companion of his own attached to his hip. but it definitely wasn’t sitting right with him at all. he types out a quick reply, and excuses himself, hoping she’d see it soon enough. maybe texting his ex to meet him by the bathrooms, while his current girlfriend was sitting at the table was not his brightest idea, but brightness is not one of his strengths, that much he knew. 

[jazminesullivan]

HALLE BAILEY 360 Magazine

[woodlawns]

𝐧𝐨𝐚𝐡 & 𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐞

irene places the baked goods on a plate before she sets them down on the bench. “ help yourself … ” she says, she knows she doesn’t have to give him an invitation but she does anyway. “ it’s cold but now i’m thinking i didn’t like it because you’ve wrapped your lips around it … don’t do that. ” he knew she hated sharing her drinks, something about saliva being left around a cup really made her tummy turn but he proceeded to do it anyway; for as long as they’ve known each other. “ you made me burn myself. ” she extends her arm out to him, bring the burn against the palm of her hand to his attention. her lower lip juts out forming into a pout as her brows furrow. “ that’s your fault. ” she rolls her eyes … again as she listens to the other talk. the blonde reaches out for the hand towel hanging from the oven door handle before hitting him with it. “ a date actually, they’re cooking for me. i think they like me … ”

              ❝ these little cookies are my favorite thing in the world, love. ❞ he chrips, mouth stuffed with the other’s baked goods. the boy feigns innocence, displaying a deep frown between his eyebrow,  ❝ i have no idea what you’re talking about, i didn’t touch that cup, i had my own. ❞ he knew her well enough to know that pissed her off, so he just decided to play stupid before she had it against him.  ❝ well, that’s your own bloody fault. ❞ the brunet mumbles, standing up from his seat and holding her hand in his. all the brunet could do was leave a soft stroke on her burn, mentally cursing himself for the bad timing. a sudden tug at the pit of his stomach takes him by surprise while he’s processing her words,  ❝ there’s no way you have a date. ❞ he scoffs, quirking his brow in disbelief,  ❝ who’s it with, the chess captain? ❞

[lowliifes]

sympaticoes.

i want a cute lil angel princess sugar plum fairy meets neighbourhood bad boy who spends 99% of his time being bitter n angry whilst partying and wrecking things that aren’t his to wreck n they meet at her first ever house party that was supposed to be a small gathering for her 17th/18th or wHatever n it ends up getting crashed by him and his arrogant asshole friends but he sees her drunk and crying in the bathroom because shes scared her parents will flip out over the state her house is in n he usually doesnt care but oh my god she’s so cute and she doesn’t deserve this so he kicks everyone out and offers to stay and help clean up but then he drunkenly crashes in her bed with her n maybe somethin happens or maybe not but somethin defintiely happens down the line cuz he put his bad boy rep on the line by breaking off a super cool party for the crying damsel in distress au

[woodlawns]

𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐲 & 𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐚

open to : m / f / nb . plot : roommate she found on craigslist after moving to la for her modeling career and your muse acts like they live alone . 

            was the first morning of their colliding paths , her space becoming invaded for once in her life as she had always lived alone ; but to be far , the hollywood scene seemed to be luxurious , money stacks that she did not have on her own so therefore she was forced to have a room mate for the time being while she got her feet on the ground . not many words had been bartered between the two ; her personality was one that was dominant in being standoffish , clamorous , judgmental , and an aristocrat of sorts . tossing the string of freshly washed locks across her shoulder , cora will begin her trek into the kitchen as she’s met with the swelter of the others body , briefly knocking her onto her heels as she catches herself ; manicured paws pushing against their shoulder . great , SHIRTLESS .  ❝   would it kill you to put on a shirt ? watch where you’re turning too , i could have fallen and cracked my head open due to you not paying any mind .  ❞  

              a set of noises coming from the other side of the apartment woke the boy up from his slumber. it was a few panicked moments before he remembers he was now sadly sharing his space with someone else. a roommate was the last thing matty needed in his life, but keeping a running apartment in la had proven to be far more costly than he’d thought, so he had no choice but to share the apartment with the other. shaking off his thoughts, the brunet walks slowly to the kitchen to make himself some breakfast, rubbing the sleep off his eyes before feeling something crash against his body. opening his eyes, he sees his flatmate standing before him, looking like she had just caught herself from falling to her demise. great, her again. he looks down, noticing the lack of clothing on his torso, before looking back at her again. ❝ what fucking time is it even? it’s far too early for you to have your panties in a twist. ❞ he whines, a pout forming on his lips.  ❝ maybe you should look where you’re going if you don’t want a cracked skull, yeah? ❞

[woodlawns]

☁ 𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦 & 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐡 ☁

   the familiar sound of the arcade machines, as well as people complaining about losing or celebrating their win proved minah wrong about the arcade possibly being closed. it was as open and as active as ever. although, she highly doubted that her ‘bad luck’ was over. in fact, she figured that she’d experience something in here that would send her running out of the arcade with tears in her eyes. it was just the kind of day she was having. “ i like spinning that wheel over there and that game where you try to throw the ball in the middle. ” she pointed over at the game before looking back at him. “ i brought an unlimited card for one of my youtube videos - do you need to get a card? ” she was sure that her card would expire sometime after her birthday in june.

               the boy was too busy looking around to pay attention to the machines she’d pointed him to, but he guessed she’d guide them both there anyways. with a shake of the head, he hoped he didn’t look as confused as he was. ❝ a card for what? ❞ he asks, trying his best not to sound too clueless. but he was, in fact, very clueless. he’d never been to the arcade before, and probably would never come again.  ❝ do i have to go somewhere to get it? ❞

[woodlawns]

𝐧𝐨𝐚𝐡 & 𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐞

she can’t help but roll her eyes nor would she even try. she follows closely behind him before disappearing back in the kitchen. “ oh i’m sorry that i can’t answer my door in the first five seconds of you knocking … you know i have a life right ? i’m a busy girl. ” she laughs, shaking her head before she speaks again. “ i was baking but you can go ahead and pick your own flowers out the back if you so desire. nothing wrong with a bit of self love. ” irene wraps her slender fingers around the paper coffee cup before thanking him. it doesn’t take long before she’s taking a sip of the beverage, her nose scrunches up as the cold liquid hits her tongue. “ thats fucking disgusting. ” she spits before passing it back to the boy. “ you drink it. i don’t want it. ” she really can’t stand when her hot drinks aren’t piping, she refuses to drink it. “ you can’t stay for long by the way, i’m expecting a visitor. ” 

                ❝ oh yeah, the very busy life of a girl that bakes as a hobby. ❞ the brunet snickers playfully, following her around like a lost puppy, ❝ i’m sure you have so many things to do, superstar. ❞ he adds, flashing a mischievous grin before taking the paper cup. ❝ what’s wrong with it? it was good when i had it. ❞ he asks, taking a sip of the liquid. it wasn’t the best he’s ever had, but it was good. it was probably her stupid tendency to only drink boiling hot drinks. sometimes he didn’t understand how he put up with her, or why, ❝ maybe if you opened the door in time, it’d be as hot as you want it to be. ❞ he takes a sit on one of the chairs in the kitchen, watching her as he finishes the content of the cup. ❝ a visitor? is it the book club or something? ❞

[sunmiyah]

Jennie in the black and white outfit for anon

[woodlawns]

𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐨 & 𝐡𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐲

⤷  starter for @woodlawns​ - !

the night had gone by pretty slowly at the hotel that evening, not many patrons showing up to the bar during honey’s late night shift. once it was time for her to clean up and clock out for the night she decided to cut loose just a little and  make herself a drink. ‘ this company surely can afford it ’, she thought when she spotted a coworker nearby and froze a bit, nearly letting out a sigh of relief when it was someone she enjoyed working with from time to time, lifting the glass towards them with a smile. “ want a drink ? ”

                  romeo was already done with this night. there was no way it go by any slower, and he was already going out of his mind with the boredom looming over him like a dark cloud. he wanted his shift to end, and be in a cozy bed somewhere else, not working here for another night. the only thing that could save him from going fully insane was his trusted co-worker, or ‘pal’ as he’d call her every now and then. walking over to her usual site, he sports a wide grin, ready to find a new plan for the night. he spots her in a few moments, unmissable. ❝ already drinking? ❞ he snickers, grabbing the glass from her hands and gulping it all down in a go,  ❝ it’s early even for you. ❞

[woodlawns]

✩ 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐲 & 𝐨𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐚  ✩

the  wet  patches  on  her  dress  weren’t  helping  in  the  situation  ,  a  reminder  that  she  wasn’t  just  wet  but  it  was  causing  her  to  become  cold  .  chewing  on  her  bottom  lip  she  moved  to  scan  over  the  persons  drawer  along  with  the  other  .  their  close  proximity  almost  warming  her  up  ,  at  this  point  she’d  take  anything  they  had  -  t-shirt  ,  sweatpants  ,  boxers  .  in  this  situation  she  was  a  little  desperate  .  ‘  i’ll  just  wear  this  .  ’  she  pulls  out  a  plain  back  t-shirt  that  could  substitute  in  length  for  the  dress  .  darting  her  eyes  to  matty  she  turns  around  ,  itching  to  get  out  of  the  material  clinging  to  her  skin  ,  ‘  help  with  the  zipper  ?  ’

              the boy freezes for a moment, processing her request in his head for the nth time before budging to move. he could feel his skin burning as he moves closer to her, peeking at the garment she holds in her hand. ❝ do you think that’s long enough for you? ❞ he questions, moving his hand carefully to her zipper. now, his idea of taking a girl’s dress off in a room at a party would never include her, but he couldn’t deny he was enjoying it way more than he should’ve. he took a moment before moving he hair aside gently, slowly unzipping her dress, trying his best to keep his composure as more skin got revealed before him, hoping she couldn’t tell how thick his breath had gotten, ❝ there you go. ❞

[joysmomo]

the blessing that is _imyour_joy part 2 💚 (pt 1)

[pochacco]

i am stupid for free. no one pays me to be this stupid and i think that’s very brave