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--- JUDITH.
YOU KNOW THAT LOOK your mom gives you when you’re doing something you shouldn’t be doing ? well , that was the face riddled on judith’s olive complexion when her eyes DARTED to her son billy . judith quickly rushed over , ❝ whatever you do , don’t listen to him or take ANYTHING from him . ❞ she enunciated the last of her words as she snatched away the prank gum from the rebellious young man . ❝ do you think , as mayor , it’s a corruption of power to ban every prank shop in the city ? ❞
TUCKING CHOCOLATE TUFTS BEHIND HER EAR , ramona bites back a laugh and settles for a smirk --- she almost fell for it , too , so she had to hand it to the kid . “ he’s got an innocent face , QUITE the dangerous combo , ” the brit remarks , then considers the mayor’s inquiry . “ probably , but world’s on fire so it’s sort of the lesser of many evils . at the very least , maybe have them think twice before selling stuff to kids . ”
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she had been waiting for this all day. a warm, soothing cup of coffee had been on her mind since she woke up and now it was finally in front of her. when her hands grabbed at the mug, the warmth caused a giddy shake down her spine. but as soon as the liquid touched her tongue, all she could do was gasp. it wasn’t warm, it was boiling. “fuck!” she escalated, the liquid pursing through her taste buds and back into the mug she had been holding. “holy fuck - “ she huffed, an embarrassed laugh following as she took a breather.
SHE HADN’T INTENDED TO BEAR WITNESS to that , and her rather bold responses had the petite brunette immediately laughing at the display -- but swift to offer the spare iced coffee she had . “ people shit on me for needing two iced coffees in a day , but i’ve never had that problem with one of THESE babies . ”
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“yo, you —” he points, “yeah, i’m talkin’ to you. you look like you could do me a favor real quick.” he waves his hand, flags them down with them ‘c’mon’ motion as he rubs his hands together all too readily. before them is one of those blow-up jungle gyms, slides and walls galore. “i need a partner for this obstacle course. you don’t got any knee problems, right??”
LOCATION: PIER 39, SIX FLAGS, SOME BASIC CITY TOUR, UHHH.
RAMONA IS HALF - FLABBERGASTED , HALF - TOUCHED BY THE OFFER . quirking a brow at the male , she takes him in for a moment before gawking at the course . “ i don’t have knee problems , but i have very general hand - eye coordination and scrawny arm problems . i mean , look at me -- am i REALLY the one you wanna battle this out with ? ”
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Audrey Hepburn in Breakfast at Tiffany’s
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moereyes :
there was another tray of hors d'oeuvres going around the party crowd — moe helping herself to about two , maybe twenty . her body dancing to the music & the various chatter of those around ; her mouth welcoming the expensive appetizers . “ these hales know what’s good … “ the woman hummed in approval before catching the eye of someone . “ what ?? i’m HUNGRY . “
location: near the dance floor. status: open for interactions.
“ WON’T FIND A SHRED OF JUDGEMENT HERE , I’M JUST trying to find the crab cakes , ” ramona explains , apparently willing to venture into the jostling crowd to snag ‘em . “ think i can dance my way through for food ? ”
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━━━ LILY COLLINS. TWENTY-EIGHT. CISFEMALE. SHE/HER. ↷ do you hear mona lisas and madhatters, by elton john? that must be ramona lennox. she has been living in san francisco as a costume designer for ten years. during that time they have earned the reputation of the seamstress. it makes sense you know, they can be loquacious and brash. but let’s not forget they’re pretty creative and emboldened.
hello frands ! zam again with another lil stinker for u !!
ramona comes from london, and she’s the daughter of a stage actress and a playwright father
they’re a very wealthy & esteemed family, especially on the west end. her parents were passionate, fickle people. they fought and bickered, they put their whole life out on display. she assumed it was to entertain themselves, because they didn’t have much to say behind closed doors.
ramona adored the stage, but she’d always linger in the back, watching the mastery of costume designers and incredible fabrics they worked with. much to her mother’s chagrin, design is what she was drawn to -- not acting.
though the family traveled around the world often, her parents’ marriage essentially imploded, and at age seventeen, she moved with her father to los angeles while her mother ( fresh off an affair with a director ) stayed in england.
she loved the spirit of los angeles, the echoes of old hollywood and the monuments she found of her heroes, but the scene itself was a bit awful. people seemed to be phony and self-serving.
she eventually moved up to san fransico, and she hasn’t looked back since.
though based in san francisco, she does tend to travel a lot, which leaves her a little frazzled at times.
she’s very honest and speaks her mind, though she’s working on only speaking her truth when it can be helpful.
very wary of developing actual feelings because she a) doesn’t want it to get in the way of her career and b) isn’t sure she believes in it after watching her parents fall apart
that old story
but gimme neighbors, roommates, best friends, enemies, people she’s designed for, maybe a will they/won’t they situation, fwb, gimme someone she hates but also kind of digs because that is a trope we Love, anything !!
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❝ yeah it’s barbie — oh my god, short for barbra. i put it under barbie though. yes, yes — B-A-R-B-I-E. ❞ the woman played with the ends of her bangs while she was busy on what sounded to be a very annoying phone call. seconds of ‘mhms’ passed, ❝ another two weeks, are you serious ? alright then. okay. fuck you too then. bye. ❞ she ended the call and slipped the phone into her handbag. looking at the person beside her she sighed loudly. she sighed louder noticing the person had yet to notice, ❝ aren’t you going to ask me about how my car was only supposed to have an oil change but then they wanted to change sometihing else because it was old or whatever — and now i’m stuck taking an uber for another two weeks ?❞ she let out an exhausted sigh. ❝ anyway since we don’t wanna talk about me how was your weekend ? ���
“ PRETTY RISKY TO SAY FUCK YOU to the person who the person who will have your car for the next two weeks . ” elizabeth remarks around a wry smile , nose wrinkling at the brunette . “ i don’t remember much of it , so i’m assuming it was a good time . and if you’re nice enough , i can drive you around for a bit . ”
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“ I DUNNO , I COULD BE -- BUT TODAY’S BEEN SHIT , so if shellfish is the way i go , then . . . ” elizabeth trails off with a shrug , smirk playing at her lips as she squares her shoulders in preparation . “ regardless , i am honest and very hungry , so what better audience do you need ? ”
Slung over the counter with her focus poured over the newly printed menus in front of her, the only thing running through Sienna’s mind was the growing to-do with seemingly no end. She let out an overly exaggerated sigh, lifting her arms above her head to try to stretch out the fatigue. Shockingly, it didn’t do the trick. “You know what? You can help me. The kitchen crew’s doing a dry run of the revised menu and I need an honest critic. You’re not allergic to shellfish, right?”
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--- ELIAS.
When he heard those words Elias almost choked on the french fry he was chewing. “Let me see that.” He added with a cocked brow and a chuckle as his hand grabbed her phone away. He looked at the image - unimpressed. “That’s the nastiest thing I’ve ever seen. And I’ve seen some nasty shit.”
“ WHAT SORT OF NASTY SHIT HAVE YOU SEEN ? ” elizabeth offers the question with the same casual air as she gestures to the bartender for another drink , picking at the pretzels and arching her eyebrows . “ come on , i love gross --- disgust me . ”
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--- LOGAN.
“i hope you’re giving me his name, number, and address.” logan let out to his little sister before he was crossing his arms. “soon he won’t even have a penis to send you.”
“ THAT’S SO ARCHAIC , LOG --- this is a two - way street , and i’m not having that in or around me . i’m perfectly capable of slicing off dicks on my own , thanks . ” she offers him a taunting smirk , poking her tongue out at him . “ can we drink now ? ”
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‘ careful, ’ she says, balancing a glass of red, red wine in one hand while tutting them with the other ; she’s having much too good a time ! ‘ my metabolism’s a total beast . i can eat and drink you under the table, no questions asked . ’
with : open location : utp ( e.g., valentine’s, bar 587, her/your place, a restaurant, the pier )
“ YOU SURE ABOUT THAT ? ” in an ironic twist , emily has a presence that elizabeth can tolerate without additional substances --- and yet often indulges the most in her company . “ sounds like a challenge , and i’m on a winning streak - booked a commercial today and everything . ”
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foxglove: Name three facts about your family?
Allium: What's the best thing you can cook?
Orange Blossom: If you could pick the gender and appearance of your child, would you?
Calla Lily: If you died right now, what song would you want to play at your funeral?
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Oxlip: Would you ever get into a long distance relationship?
Primrose: Favorite kind of soup?
Daffodil: What's the most thoughtful present you've ever received?
Rose: Are you currently in love with someone?
Amsonia: Would you ever become a vegan?
Peony: What's your favorite hot beverage?
Tulip: For your birthday, what kind of cake do you ask for?
Myrtle: Do you like going on airplanes?
Hibiscus: Did you ever play an instrument? If so what?
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Heliconia: Do you like when it rains?
Azalea: What's a movie you cried while watching?
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“ you kids out here still gettin’ dick pics ?? “ a wild belly laugh escaped jessica’s throat , leaning her head back as she wiped tears from under her eyes . “ G R O S S . “
“ I WALKED RIGHT INTO IT , REALLY -- he said he was packing , i dared to ask what , and now i’m graced with a jaundiced dick . who says thursdays are BORING ? ”
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