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Taylor Russell wearing Loewe for the BAFTAs (2024)

#need her i fear! #opp

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hi friends i haven't been here in like 7 months but i yearn to write so pls bear with me as i try to figure out how to do that lmao

#ooc #i literally do not know how to use this website anymore

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yet another ui???? what is happening.

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RILEY KEOUGH as Daisy Jones in DAISY JONES & THE SIX | Track 10: Rock 'n' Roll Suicide

#r. murdock

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JOE KEERY ph. by Christian Coppola

#sighs loudly #m. shephard

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auli’i cravalho gif pack

click HERE to find #525 gifs of auli’i cravalho in the power season 1 ( 2023 ).  all gifs were made by me from scratch. if you want to make them into gif icons, you can as long as you credit me by @’ing me and don’t make them smaller than 100px. don’t claim as your own. feel free to give this a like or reblog if you found this useful, and enjoy! content warning: flashing lights, blood, smoking weed

#resources

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#if smoking bad, why hot? 🧐

JEREMY ALLEN WHITE as CARMY the bear | 02.01

#c. knight

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blcssom​:

she stands once their plates have been emptied, toting them both over to the sink with a gentle laugh. “my trick is that i’m always expecting it. you think i don’t know how you operate?” she wishes she could draw out this moment: the moment of pure bliss as they settle back into a routine together… before their real life stressors interfere. before her insecurities drown out rae’s gentle reassurances. “i’ll hide all the sharp objects: just for good measure.” as she turns off the sink, her eyes linger on a full rack of unopened wine bottles. “want a glass?” the question sounds innocent enough as she tilts her head in the direction of her collection, but the way her lips quirk into a grin is anything but. “just one…. we’ll be good.”

rae can feel the web they’re weaving becoming more and more intricate, promises and plans being made. she only hopes that they get to see the fruit of their labors, many odds stacked against the both of them as they give this another shot. “have you considered that... i expected you’d be expecting it?” her attempt at topping the joke has her laughing into her hand as she watches the other nearly float around the kitchen, maneuvering in a way that she’s proved only she could. rae had always admired lottie’s ability to just be, and not worry so much about how she looks to others. it was practically engrained in her brain to put boundless effort into everything she did, very rarely allowing herself to just exist for no one but herself. “i’m not sure if i believe you.” brows raise as her eyes follow lottie’s to the wine rack. “i’d love a glass.” 

#rae is a grandma she needs lottie to bring some chaos into her life lmao #raegen & lottie #r. hale #blcssom

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blcssom​:

“well you were a brat at that age, so two years would’ve done you some good!” it’s laughable to act as though he had been anything but enamored with her, though, even as children. his mom often used to tease him for following her around like a lost puppy… a sentiment he’d resented at the time, but the older he got the more he realized that he’s always been running after scarlett. his arm drapes over her waist as she curls closer, hand rubbing up and down the small of her back. “you’re underestimating how much jam was on those monkey bars, scar. you’re a messy eater.” but now he can’t even insult her without smiling. “speaking of our parents…. i dunno about you, but i’m in for a world of ‘i-told-you-so’s when i tell mine…”

a relaxed sigh leaves her as his hand begins to trace idly against the line of her spine. “a brat that you loved.” she says with an exaggerated pout, hand lifting to comb back strands of hair that had fallen out of place. “well, old habits die hard. i lose one good shirt a day to a stain from my lunch. i’ll just have to start stealing from you, i guess. isn’t that one of the perks of having a boyfriend?” there’s a thoughtful pause when he mentions telling his parents about them. they’d been living in this little bubble of happiness that scar hadn’t even thought to tell everyone about her and wells finally getting together. she was sure she was in for the same i told you so’s from her parents and siblings. “oh, yeah, i’m screwed. i’m just glad i live states away from them so i have the chance to hang up the phone after the hundredth.” there’s a beat as she meets his gaze. “you think they’ll be happy for us? or it’ll be like... waiting for a bomb to go off?” 

#honey i'm home #and i've MISSED YEW #blcssom #scar & wells #s. beck

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dollrstore​:

WHEN SHE touched him, he flinched, and his eyes widened in the slightest display of fear. the warmth of her hand was like a shock against his own cold, clammy one. he hadn’t been touched or touched anybody in such a gentle way for so long. hell - he couldn’t even remember the last time that was.. “ what’re are you talking about ?? ” he asked her. “ what does that mean ?? ”

mazzy watches as he flinches from her touch, the sudden movement making her straighten up in her seat. “you don’t look stupid, so don’t act stupid.” she says plainly, letting her back settle against the seat. “i can smell it on you.” 

#dollrstore #mazzy & malcom #m. cordova

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Cillian Murphy | The Edge of Love 2008 | John Maybury

#opp #future fc

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LILY JAMES Hollywood Darling! Q&A | Charlotte Tilbury

#a. knight #opp

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i've been fighting for my LIFE with this sinus infection i'll be around soon

#ooc

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two pretty best friends in love

#ship #k. halifax

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ZOEY DEUTCH by Carissa Gallo for Who What Wear (July 2018)

#opp

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she's too spooked to even think about the question, still rousing from the deep sleep she had fallen into just moments before the interruption. truthfully, she didn't see anything. but mazzy isn't stupid. even if he tries to wipe the blood from his face and body, she can still smell it on him. it's a pungent scent that never fully goes away - not if you're someone like him. or like her. the realization dawns upon her as she watches him eye between the gun in his hand and her face, and oddly enough, she feels a little calmer. "i didn't see anything. honestly." there's a beat where silence settles between them, and mazzy is calculating her next move. "but i think i can piece together what happened." she makes the careful decision to reach for the hand holding the pistol, placing her own, warm touch over his grip. "but you don't have to worry. i'm like you."

MALCOLM USED his free hand to wipe more blood away from his mouth. his eyes darted to the gun in his hand, but he didn't move it. he didn't know what or how much she saw - but either way, him covered in blood wasn't going to look good. he listened to the rumbling of the engine as he thought about what to do. he'd been caught before (a few times) but those times were by people who deserved it...at least, they did in his mind. but she was just a girl. " what did you see ?? " he asked her. " tell me the truth. "

#she said he's just like me fr #mazzy & malcom #m. cordova #dollrstore #also this is giving me all the bones and all feels #i read the book and was dying for a plot similar to it

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if the hum of the trucks engine starting up wasn't enough to rouse mazzy from sleep, the way her body flies toward the floor sure does the trick. her hands press to the carpet of the cars floor, pressing her body back up before she notices the barrel of the pistol right in her face. the sight has her scrambling back onto the seat, trying to make out the details of the others' face as hands fly up defense. "holy shit," it's said in a panic, a shake of her head to follow. "i'm sorry - the truck didn't look - it looked abandoned, i didn't think anyone was driving it, i swear." she can feel her heart racing in the hollow of her chest, beating against her ribcage as she makes, what she now is sure of, is a plead for her life. her senses are overwhelmed with the smell of stale beer, chewing tobacco, and iron. "i just needed somewhere to sleep for the night. i'll get out of your hair, just - just put the fucking gun down."

NORMALLY, MALCOLM was careful - he checked the backseat whichever piece of junk he was driving at that moment. but he just wanted to get out of there this time. it'd been a while since he'd eaten something (or someone) REAL, so it got messy. malcolm rolled the windows down to air out the pungent smell of blood, bile, and chewing tobacco (courtesy of his latest victim). but if it hadn’t been as messy as it was, he would’ve never had to take off his shirt - and he never had taken off his shirt, he wouldn’t have thrown it to the backseat that made whoever was back there let out a muffled yelp.

“ what ?? ” malcolm’s head whipped back and forth between the empty road in front of him and the person crouched behind the seat. “ what the FUCK ?? ” his foot pressed down on the brake, hard and fast, sending them and the contents of the truck slamming into the closest surface. he yanked the gear shift into park, and in a panic, pulled out the p.istol he’d stashed in the glove compartment and pointed it right at their head.

open to all !! ( 21+ only )

malcolm levy. he/him. forever 25. bisexual. 6'2. immortal. wanderer. musician. unknown supernatural creature. pinterest board.

connection: runaway or nomad

PSA: i can only use the BETA EDITOR !! refer to this post for help

#mazzy & malcom #m. cordova #dollrstore #i hope this is ok!! #i also have never used beta so hopefully this works?