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ZoeyDeutch: I ate left over pasta for breakfast this morning, and I've been nothing but happy all day. So, I think I gotta do that more often...
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Will They Or Won’t They || Deurwood
Dom grinned as he set the pizza down in the bushes beside the door to Zoey’s place. She was going to freak out when she opened the door and he didn’t have a pizza but it was also going to be hilarious. He was proven right when he heard her voice through the door. It was strange to think that technically she was his wife. They’d had to play it up a bit when immigration came around and when he and Sarah got serious he’d made sure to have work papers in case they started asking questions again. But now they were both single again and it was strange to think about it. They’d never really crossed that line. Sure he’d be lying if he hadn’t thought about but he was a guy and she was a hot girl. “I knew I was forgetting something. Oh wait.” He leaned over and grabbed the pizza box and held it out for her. “I’m not stupid enough to show up without food. I am your husband. Pretty sure that would be grounds for divorce.”
Hearing his words that he forgot something, the red head swung the door open with more force then necessary. “You better be joking!” she said, sticking her head out the door, brows furrowed. Seeing him retrieve the pizza from the bushes, she smirked as she held the door wide open, allowing him entry. “You’re real lucky I always keep spare pizza in my bushes for times like this, it really saved your ass!” she joked before rolling her eyes. “You’re not wrong -- and you’ve been on some thin ice, lately. You’re lucky I haven’t filed already!” she joked, taking the pizza from him and opening it up. Taking a slice she placed the bbox on her living room table and fell back into her couch, eating the pizza. “I have beer in the fridge, wanna grab some?”
Will They Or Won’t They || Deurwood
Dom was one of the people she’d known the longest since breaking into the biz. They’d met pretty early on and hit it off well. So well, that she didn’t think twice when offering to marry him to help him get a green card so he could stay in the states, auditioning. It was on paper, it was nothing. So much so, that when he’d began dating one of her friends, Sarah Hyland -- and why she’d been dating -- neither of them thought anything of it. It was just life. Sometimes they’d go weeks with out talking, and then pick right back up where they were. Recently was a bit different, though. They were both single. Had she thought about it? Sure, but she wasn’t sure if she’d ever act on it, wasn’t he too much of ‘just a friend’ at this point for anything to happen? Hearing her doorbell ring, the red head hopped up and answered the door for him. “It’s about time! I’m starving, and if I open this door and there’s no pizza in your hand, I’m closing it on your face...” @dsherwodd
TXT→Fake/Real/Fake Husband
Dom: I'm okay with that. Reliable my ass. Liars more like it. You can't deal with me anytime. That's why this marriage is the way that it is.
Zoey: That's just sad. How do you know they're not reliable? Says YOU! You know what, you're right. 100%. And you're lucky I don't divorce your ass!
TXT→Fake/Real/Fake Husband
Dom: I think it just did. Not what you heard? Who are you talking to? That sounds like a challenge to me. I could go for a nap about now so let's do it.
Zoey: It makes you sound less reliable, fyi. Reliable sources, don't worry about it. Of course you'd say that! A nap...you know what I can't deal with you sometimes.
TXT→Fake/Real/Fake Husband
Dom: I think that's just the human condition.
Dom: I think it would actually be your loss. I'm a fantastic lay. Much better than you. Fair enough. Especially since pretty much every call I make is dumb.
Zoey: You bring up a good point.
Zoey: Hey! You can't just repeat what I just said, it doesn't work that way! Also, that's not what I heard :P At least you're self aware...
TXT→Fake/Real/Fake Husband
Dom: Secret is out no point in hiding it anymore. If people want to hate me let them hate me for me. Misery loves company.
Dom: Honestly the thought had never crossed my mind before. Plus shortly after it happened I started datng Sarah and that probably would have been weird. Of course. Why did I not guess that?
Zoey: Exactly. Even if we're both full of shit.
Zoey: Your loss, I'm a fantastic lay. But that's also fair. I try not to over think you're dumb calls most time, Dom. You're welcome.
TXT→Fake/Real/Fake Husband
Dom: Fine. It's not hurtful. I mean how can it be when apparently neither of us have feelings. Stone cold veins in these biceps.
Dom: Okay touche. You got me there. I still it's unfair I have to fullfill all your whims and I don't even get any sex out of the whole deal. Fine. What are you hungry for?
Zoey: Exactly. Glad you're not faking anymore. Same here. My heart is a black as tar.
Zoey: I know, I know. Hey, that's you're own fault. Says who? Not my fault you never thought to ask for a no strings deal. Pizza. Duh.
TXT→Fake/Real/Fake Husband
Dom: Wow I'm a last resort. That's hurtful.
Dom: Now I remember why I married you. Does that mean I'm contractually obligated to entertain you?
Zoey: Exactly, yes. Glad we're on the same page. Oh no it's not, stop being so dramatic and a liar.
Zoey: What's your recollection of it, because if I remember correctly, it was me who was doing YOU a favor! :P But yes, yes it does. It also means food.