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THEO JAMES as Eddie Halstead in 'THE GENTLEMEN' (2024)

#[ Michael Sinclair ]

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What in the world happened? Where are we? We’re in Canada. Canada? Canada… The maple country? Where there are auroras? Are we really in a foreign country? This is amazing! I didn’t know you could do something like this. You can, too. Seriously, who are you?

#[ k-drama ] #[ ONE OF MY FAVORITE SCENES. SIS WAS COMMITTED. ME TOO EUN ]

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Every moment I spent with you shined. Because the weather was good, because the weather was bad, and the weather was good enough. I loved every moment of it.

GUARDIAN: THE LONELY AND GREAT GOD (2016) | Ep 15

#[ K-verse ] #[ LET ME DIE HERE ]

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유열의 음악앨범: tune in for love (2019).

dir.  Jung Ji-woo.

#[ k-verse ] #[ one of my favorite movies ]

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Fine, I could be your first, but how do you know I'm the last? Because I chose it to be that way.

#[ K-Verse ] #[ sobbing ] #[ this gif set made me watch this show omg ]

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Mass is not proportional to volume. A girl as small as a violet… A girl who flutters like a flower petal… pulls me with more force than that of the Earth. Just then, like Newton's apple, I rolled and fell on her helplessly… with a thump. With a thump, thump.

Goblin || Dokkaebi (2016 - 2017)

#[ K-Verse ] #[ my babies ]

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✩ ᴄʟᴏꜱᴇᴅ ⨾ @hxppybxtch (Ji-Eun) ✩ ʟᴏᴄᴀᴛɪᴏɴ ⨾ Namsam Coffee (Jung-gu, Seoul)

"우리는 언제 운명을 부여하기 시작할 예정입니까?" When are we going to start giving fate it's due?

Ji-Ho didn't realize he'd spoken until he saw the woman in front of him slowly pivot on her heels, her features coming into focus. He'd known from when he joined the line, it was her that stood directly in front of him. Ji-Eun. Yet, whenever he thought of her his chest became restrictive and his heart roared. This instance was no different. He glanced behind him for his secretary but she hadn't yet made her into the cafe. Which was for the best, he supposed. At the office, he was the reclusive and cold CEO. He'd perfected the art of keeping everyone at arms length. It worked. People seemed to be the biggest disappointments and he saved himself whenever he lowed his expectations.

"어떻게 도와 드릴까요?" How can I help you? The barista asked with a friendly enough smile. "It's your turn, Eunnie," Her nickname felt both foreign and reminiscent on his tongue. Similar to that of a salty yet sweet treat packed into a bite-size dessert. A part of him felt giddy in her presence. The other felt shame and guilt. They'd only spoken a total of two times since the day they'd ran into each other randomly. However, he still felt undeserving. Years passed and this feeling was burrowed deep within his heart.

Why should she give him the time of day now? He wasn't a constance in her life anymore. He was the past like yesterday or the many yesterday's before then. No longer was he the center of her world. Before he would never have thought of constants and time but now that's all he pondered.

#[ Ji-Ho Lee ] #[ Para 002: Ji-Ho and Ji-Eun ] #[ K-Drama Verse ]

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BLAKE LIVELY’s dress reveal — MET GALA 2022

#[ hollywood verse ] #[ c: Ava Baker ]

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"Excuse me?" her voice echoed around the emptiness of the restaurant, annoyance palpable in every syllable. "I was wondering if anyone phoned recently. I'm supposed to be meeting a friend here but they seemed to have gone MIA." They were late. Simple. Actually, fifteen minutes could be deemed late. She didn't know what to say about an hour. However, she knew exactly how she felt.

#open starter #[ Ava Baker ] #[ Verse: Hollywood ] #[ Note: the person can come in before the server replies lol ]

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oranythingdamn​:

OPEN

Oh. 

“Nice night, ain’t it?” 

She hadn’t been able to sleep; her chronic insomnia was always the worse when she was in the midst of revisions. She must have rewritten the climax of her current novel at least twenty times in the last month, and yet the fate of her tormented protagonist remained a mystery to her. So, she did what any other ordinary restless woman would do at one in the morning…she poured herself a glass of wine and went out to water her plants.

In all likelihood, it probably wasn’t the strangest thing her neighbors had caught her doing. Nonetheless, Vada smiled brightly and tipped her wine glass to the bystander. “The petunia’s were looking a little parched.”

Another sleepless night. 

Somehow, going on a twelve hour roadtrip and going to work after didn’t warrant sleep. Nothing ever gave him enough exhaust or solace for sleep. It evaded him. So much that he decided getting angry over it was a waste of his time. Instead, he’d taken refuge on the wrap around porch of his grandma’s place with a beer in one hand and his iPad in the other.  Might as well get some work done during this time. Productivity didn’t end just because sleep seemed to dispense whenever his head was on a pillow. And that’s where he stayed for a few hours until he heard the commotion next door. The front door opening, the noise the woman made moving down her steps toward the garden. This peeked his interest. Glancing down at his watch, he noted the time and his curiosity doubled in size. 

3:23 his watch read and he unfolded himself from the rocking chair to walk over to the medium height fence separating their property to get a better look at exactly what was happening. All he could make out was the wineglass and a watering can. Odd, he thought but stranger the southern reaching his ears seconds later. 

“Yeah,” he said after a beat, not sure what exactly to say. It’s not like he was playing peeping tom. Definitely not that. “Ah, I see. You having insomnia too?” he asked, shuffling and pushing his hands into his sweat pockets. 

#[ convo: vada ] #[ Jake Walker ] #[ SMALL TOWN VERSE ]

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oranythingdamn​:

OPEN

“So…?”

Meghan scooted to the edge of her chair, her face illuminating with a gleaming expectation that was reminiscent of a starry sky. “Is it good, or is it good?” her own meal rest untouched before her, two messy tacos from a hole in the wall establishments she’d been boasting about for a week. 

“So gooooood.” Bella’s eyes rolled back to the back of her head and she had to fight the moan trying to push from the back of her throat. The taco she’d taken a bite of reminded her of her abuela’s. It was perfect, the meat moist, the filling fresh. If there was one thing about Meghan it was her wonderful and tasty hole in the wall finds. 

“How come you find the best places when I’ve lived here all my life and I had no idea this was even here?” she asked around another bite of taco. 

#[ convo: Meghan ] #[ Isabella Garcia ] #[ SMALL TOWN VERSE ]

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yousxyloveisblind​:

Tristan gluttonously watched the way she struggled at first before gingerly guiding her towards the couch. He didn’t make a move to stabile her hold on the guitar case, a aloof swagger still coiled up in his gait, but poised hands ready to grab hold of her. Despite his lukewarm disposition, he still yearned for her. A selfish and utterly foolish desire for a flame that would surely burn him. “Ah, so you’ve come to give me a hand out?” He allowed that to sit for a second before he drew closer. His body angled above her before he slipped right into the space beside her. 

“What do you got so far?” 

Sam didn’t hold back this time, rolling her eyes at his stupid question. Of course, he would think this was a hand out. Earlier, she’d debated on whether or not to come knocking on his door. She knew him. Sometimes better than she knew herself and knew her even mentioning any kind of collab would set him off.  In the end she’d decided to push her pride down and ask him for his help. Pushing her hair behind her ears, she picked up the guitar case to give her hands something to do. She’d learned when she kept her hands busy, she kept her mind busy too.  “If you want to see it that way then that’s up to you. Be my guess.” she responded, not allotting him a glance. 

Picking up her guitar, she sat it on her lap and got out her writing journal, handing the book to him. “Anyway, all I have is the chorus.” It was a song about them. Their future and the devastatingly sad reality that they’d probably seen the end. Her fingers started working the strings of the guitar, one of her foot tapping along to the music she was creating. She closed her eyes as she started singing, 

“Go ahead and break my heart, that's fine (so unkind),” the grittiness of her voice transformed the room, the low timber trembling as it lifted with the words “so unkind”. “Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind (oh, love is blind),” Bitterness shined through each word, the power of her voice wrapping around them like a warm blanket. “Why am I missing you tonight? (Was it all a lie?)” These words had come to her in the wee morning hours, when she’d been jogging in the presence of dawn. “Someone's gonna show you how a heart can be used,” her voice punctured and held used to highlight her point. This particular song had roared it’s ugly head for days before she’d penned this down. The therapy of her music not lost on her as she’d woken in the middle of the night to get it down. The beat stuck in her head, tormenting at all hours of the day. “Like you did mine, Like you did mine, Like you did mine.” She repeated fighting the emotions out of her voice. She waited for a beat before turning her sight on him. “What do you think?” she asked. 

#[ Hollywood Verse ] #[ convo: tristan ] #[ Samantha Richards ]

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oranythingdamn​:

OPEN​

“You’re way to cheerful for this early in the morning,” Max felt like death warmed up, and probably looked it too. 

She was quick to snatch the coffee cup out of their range before they could reach for it. “Don’t drink that one,” she cautioned. She was pretty sure she was the only one who liked her morning cup of joe spiked with a shot of whiskey. “That one’s mine”

“But I’m not though,” she whined, her voice shrilling at the end. If there was one thing Sofia hated it was mornings. They were evil and intolerable. Definitely not made by someone who didn’t have their shit together. Groaning, she almost dropped her head on the hardwood surface of the table -banging it a few times for emphasis. She hadn’t gotten the best night’s sleep. Her mind materializing the past at 4 in the morning. Sighing, she slugged deeper into the comfort of her seat. Praying that the barista would call her name soon. She needed the drug of caffeine. Her mouth watered just thinking of the sweetness of the dark liquid and it’s effervescent touch. “I’m faking it.” she put on her best mock upturn of lips. The one that didn’t quiet reach her eyes and make her cheeks blossom. Nope, that one was saved for midday, maybe. 

“Also, why are you here this early? I didn’t expect to see you,” Sofia paused, to check her watch in an outrageous fashion. “For another 6 hours or so.” 

#[ Convo: Max ] #[ sophia brooks ] #[ SMALL TOWN VERSE ]

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Richards, Samantha

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Despite her initial elation at the thought of persuading Sam with her weak reasoning, Aurora picked up on the underlying request in her tone that urged her to give careful consideration to her hasty decisions. Her wide eyes bore into the screen with a tiny pout, as if the pup would just materialize if she stared hard enough. “How difficult can it be?” she mumbled, both to herself and her more sensible friend. “You feed them, and pet them, and then they love you forever.”

Aurora wasn’t sure if her sudden desire to get a puppy was about the dog itself or about filling the void solo touring for months on end had created. She just wanted some companionship. She often envied that Sam had her girls to keep her company on their rise to fame. With an exaggerated sigh, she leaned into Sam’s side to peek at her scribbles.

“I’d be a horrible dog mom. I forget to feed myself most days, PETA would be at my door in a week”

It was evident her friend was going through a sort of rough patch. Her fingers fluttered on the strings of her guitar, a beautiful beat filling the air around them. A musical melody was already forming and if she played her cards right, she’d have another song to show the girls by tomorrow. They were on deadline for their album. And a half completed album, meant breach of contract. She hummed and listened to Aurora speaking through her thought. Deciding what note went where and what word would sound perfect over said note. She wrote something else in the margins of her notebook, her vision filling with the sad expression on Aurora’s face when he glanced up. “I don’t know,” she mumbled over her humming. “I think you would make a perfect dog mom, but maybe a “its a right idea, wrong time” type of situation,” she rationalized leaning into Aurora. 

“I mean if we’re not in the studio recording, we’re touring. When exactly are we supposed to find the time to live?” 

#[ convo: Aurora ] #[ Samantha Richards ] #[ Hollywood Verse ]

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Ryan Destiny’s most recent Instagram post. 🤎

#[ Samantha Richards ] #[ Face ]

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oranythingdamn​:

OPEN

“But look at this one,” 

Aurora flipped her phone screen around to reveal yet another adorable little pooch, head tilted at the camera. “If I get a small one, I can bring it with me when I go on tour,” she reasoned, never mind that she could barely keep a plant alive, let alone a living creature.

Sam scrabbled a few lyrics down in her notepad -her writing only legible to her- and continued streaming a light melodic beat on her guitar. Breeze shimmed in around them from the open patio doors, the ocean a step away. It was nights like these she enjoyed the most; hanging out with her friends and writing music. Her two favorite past times. She glanced at the phone Aurora held out, and awed at the adorableness on the screen. “I mean I’ll never discourage you, but are you ready for such a huge comment? 

#[ Samantha Richards ] #[ convo: Aurora ] #[ Hollywood Verse ]

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yousxyloveisblind​:

“News?” Joaquin leaned comfortably against the dimly light nook. He knew he shouldn’t be here but the warm ray of light that ebbed around her always drew him in; like a moth to a flame. “I love news when it’s good.” 

The liquid fire of his voice drenched her in awareness. Tiny bumps scattered all along her spine as if his fingers ghosted over her skin. Memories assaulted her senses but she quickly pushed them to the back of her mind. They were friends and she had no intention of going backward. He was married now and he seemed happy. That was all that mattered to her. A slow smile danced across her lips as she took him, lounging.  “Yes, my manager just called,” Dropping her Jacquemus handbag on the circular center table in the front hall, she continued walking closer. “And the formulas for my makeup line are ready for production.” Pride bubbled in her chest. Sienna had put so much time and effort into this project, even taking time away from the studio and working on her fifth album. 

“She said Revival should be on the shelves within another three months tops.” It felt surreal. Finally, something was falling into place. “Can you believe that? ‘Cause I can’t. I mean everything is almost finalized, the packaging, the stores we’ll be selling in but it feels so...” she paused in front of him, her eyes popping with joy. “Unreal.” she finished lamely. 

#[ convo: Joaquin ] #[ Sienna Graham ] #[ Hollywood Verse ]