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kingstxns​:

before he could pull his laptop out, a familiar voice met his ears. shit. he should’ve known better than to expect a continuation of their avoidance when they were mere feet from each other, but dammit if he wasn’t hopeful. the guilt over his actions that led to the hasty, unceremonious dumping he’d laid upon her ate away at him, through his two years in guyana and subsequent years at yates. he’d thought of himself as a decent person for most of his life, but a decent person wouldn’t sleep with their girlfriend’s brother. that night had been his lowest point even before the infidelity, but there was still no excuse. maybe this was the universe’s way of forcing him to make up with her, or come clean, or something other than pretend she didn’t exist. that was the coward’s way out. steeling himself, he turned in his seat and gave her a tight smile ⁠— he ignored the way his heart kicked up a beat; call it ‘old habits die hard’ or whatever. “hi,” he drawled, an eyebrow raised as if to ask if they were done.

ximena couldn’t help but contemplate unleashing her pent up rath upon hearing king’s lousy greeting despite having come to terms with his sudden upheaval from her life years ago. yeah it was exactly what she had asked for, but definitely not what she deserved considering the circumstances of their relationship ⁠— or lack thereof ⁠— to one another. instead ximena settled back into her seat with the decision to let their conversation end at that, his expression making it abundantly clear that he wanted the interaction with his ex to end. “see, that wasn’t difficult at all,” she muttered under her breath bitterly not caring if king heard her or not. the boy in front of her was unrecognizable, his disdain towards ximena palpable and unbearable as she watched him with distant eyes. the realization that maybe king was right in ignoring her all this time suddenly hitting her like a ton of bricks. so instead of settling for this awkward tension between the two, ximena quickly began to gather her belongings just as the professor made his way into the classroom. “i take it back. this is extremely difficult,” she muttered once more, before picking up her bag and swiftly shuffling out of the row and towards the exit. what did it matter if she missed the first class of the semester anyway? 

#❝ ✰ ―― 𝐅𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐃 𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑 // i n t e r a c t i o n s . #❝ ✰ ―― 𝐅𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐃 𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑 // kingstxns

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milliekennedy​:

Millie shrugged a shoulder, a simply admission that Leo’s entry had been mostly habit. Yes, generally attractive but, oh, were there so many better options. Titanic, as a movie, had seemed like a transition from childhood to adulthood. One of the first movies their parents had allowed beyond the sheltered cartoons. Sex disguised as culture. “Yes, please my brain might melt if we start comparing Wahlberg to Affleck. Dance with me.” Not a request. A command. Raising her pinkie finger, Millie squinted across at Ximena. “Promise me. Starting now we’re on our bullshit.”

With a mischievous sparkle in her eye, Ximena gladly obliged to Millie’s demand by wrapping her pinkie around her counterpart’s. She brought their hands up to her red-stained lips and quickly planted a kiss to her own closed fist emphasizing her commitment to the suggested pledge. “One hundred percent on our bullshit, I promise. Now let’s go,” Ximena’s tone urgent and full of excitement as she twisted her hand to interlock her fingers with Millie’s before leading her towards the dance floor. The sultry sounds of Amy Winehouse consuming the girl as she moved her hips rhythmically, her hand raised above both of the girl’s heads in order to twirl her partner. 

#❝ ✰ ―― 𝐅𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐃 𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑 // i n t e r a c t i o n s . #❝ ✰ ―― 𝐅𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐃 𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑 // milliekennedy

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Twilight (2008) dir. Catherine Hardwicke

#AHAHAHA #i hate this #but love it simultaneously #❝ ✰ ―― 𝐅𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐃 𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑 // kingstxns #❝ ✰ ―― 𝐅𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐃 𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑 // m u s i n g s .

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kingstxns​:

gen-ed courses seemed to be the bane of everyone else’s existences, but king found himself actually looking forward to them. call it the wariness over his major or whatever, but there was something nice about expanding his horizons outside of the social work curriculum classes he had to take, and getting to hang out with people from other departments. the downside? when the last seat in his econ class was right in front of his ex. sitting anywhere but the back row in and of itself was a problem with the whole 6’5” thing ⁠— even with the tiered lecture hall seating ⁠— but knowing that he’d either be worried about blocking ximena’s view or actually blocking her view and having to interact with her about it was the cherry on top of an already uncomfortable situation. but unless he was planning on standing in the back for the whole semester, he needed to get over himself and deal. he sighed, then mumbled an apology to everyone he passed as he shuffled towards the middle seat. once settled into his seat, he hunched forward to make himself as short as possible, his head still towering over everyone else in his row. | @ximcnadlc​

after the rough year ximena experienced as a freshman it wasn’t a surprise that she failed out of a couple of her general education classes like econ. although it was out of character for her as a student — since she prided herself on having been studious and responsible all throughout high school — anyone who knew of the battle she faced during her first year at yates could have predicted her academic downfall. the culmination of being completely ghosted by her now ex before the start of her college career and a mother who only reinforced the idea that ximena was to blame lead to an addiction that nearly ruined her. because of it she now found herself sitting in the same classroom, taking the same class with the same professor four years later with the hope her last year would turn out nothing like her first. luckily, life grants ximena her wish with the swift entrance of kingston into the lecture hall, the person who had broken her heart all those years ago. her eyes peek over the textbook in her hands to stare at him as he made his way across the row, a smile on her lips at his obvious discomfort. after three years of managing to somehow keep themselves from interacting with one another it would all end promptly with the brunette confidently leaning over to greet him as he settled. “the least you could do is acknowledge me and say ‘hi’ if you’re going to block my view in class,” ximena whispered before resting back into her seat, wondering if he’d just ignore her.

#❝ ✰ ―― 𝐅𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐃 𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑 // i n t e r a c t i o n s . #❝ ✰ ―― 𝐅𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐃 𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑 // kingstxns

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orpheusrivera​:

“if you wanted to  ‘king of the world!’  this shit, you could’ve just said so.”  orpheus laughed as he approached.  he leaned against the railing, thankful for the sea breeze cooling down his sweaty skin.  he was never one to half-ass anything, especially partying.  “damn.  that would’ve been a great fundraiser.  pay $2 for a titanic pic.”  was it dumb?  maybe, since moulin rouge and titanic had nothing to do with each other, but hey.  tell that to the other three kids he saw doing titanic poses around the ship.  “even recreate the guy hitting the propeller for the real macabre kids.”

“well, i for one am glad you missed the opportunity. saved me from spending two bucks i can now use to, i dunno-- tip the bartender or something,” she shrugged casually while a chuckle escaped her. surely if the idea had come to fruition prior to the night’s event, ximena would’ve paid whatever amount to remain on this part of the yacht. the rather empty section appealing to the girl considering how hot it got in the crowded area of the deck. “okay now i’m even happier that you didn’t think to include the titanic in any of this. you’re sick,” laughing even harder now at his suggestion. as insane as it sounds, she wouldn’t put it past some of her peers to be the kind to enjoy that kind of theatricality. 

#❝ ✰ ―― 𝐅𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐃 𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑 // i n t e r a c t i o n s . #❝ ✰ ―― 𝐅𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐃 𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑 // orpheusrivera #ahaha u don't have to reply to this if u dont want to lol #i know im late as hell

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elliealdenkamp​:

ellie carried a warm smile and eyes that became lit with a sense of familiarity, looking back at the girl. “i had a moment just like that at winthrop a couple months ago. i was just, you know, lacking the whole boat-and-water thing. swap that out for rooftop railing and the streets and it’s basically the same, though.” soft laughter met her lips and it occurred to her that it felt like it’d occurred much, much longer ago. ellie rolled her shoulders back, wishing she had pockets to stuff her hands in, but her sparkling nude ensemble was sorely lacking. “anyway, don’t mind me. just needed some separation from all of the people. care to join me?” at that she reached a hand out towards her, having taken note of the slur in her voice and not wanting to just leave her now.

“basically,” ximena agreed, matching the girl’s warmth by reciprocating her smile with a wide and toothy grin of her own. “about the same amount of danger was involved, so that’s all the matters.” and quite dangerous it was considering the state she was in. the stares she had felt before from the students who passed her didn’t bother ximena up until now as she stepped off the railing and became aware of them. wanting to runaway now more than ever she happily accepts the girl’s hand and nods obligingly. “yeah. i think i could benefit being away from some of these people right now,” ximena replies, nearly stumbling over herself as she followed ellie.

#❝ ✰ ―― 𝐅𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐃 𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑 // i n t e r a c t i o n s . #❝ ✰ ―― 𝐅𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐃 𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑 // elliealdenkamp #this is extremely late but i wanted to reply #dont feel obligated to reply if you don't wanna!! #just like it and i'll reply to a future starter of yours or something :)))))

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chuckbosss​:

The boy continued to type away on this computer as he heard the loud music and shouting from outside the house. Hearing the other enter into the living room Charles barely looked up at them, “The party is outside” he informed them. He was too busy finishing up his paper to party with the others, he only stopped for a moment when people came in looking to buy from him. 

“I’m well aware,” Ximena muttered at him, situating herself on the couch perpendicular to him with a sketchbook and pencil case in hand. Although she’d usually find herself enjoying the hectic atmosphere Calloway parties provided, the brunette had decided she couldn’t start the semester off that way. Instead, she planned to take advantage of a relatively still figure like her ex to draw and practice her skill. “Now you won’t mind if I just sit here and sketch, will you?” she asks out of courtesy despite having already made herself comfortable. 

#❝ ✰ ―― 𝐅𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐃 𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑 // i n t e r a c t i o n s . #❝ ✰ ―― 𝐅𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐃 𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑 // chuckbosss

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jadevassr​:

“Totally. Nothing more luxurious than a New Hampshire coastal breeze,” Jade smirked, saluting the girl with two manicured fingers. “You better be careful though, Yates definitely isn’t liable for any freak accidents. Otherwise I hope you’re a good swimmer.” Ironically, Jade had managed to make herself comfortable on the railing right next to Ximena, perched on it like a bird as she swung her legs back and forth while nursing a Corona beer in her hand. It was a funny, modern addition to her corset and fluffy tulle and white pearls. She took one necklace off and put it on the other girl. “I feel like half of the societies haven’t even seen Moulin Rouge. Like, nice sequin bustier and fishnets, I guess. But we need theatrics.”

“You have a point. Highly doubt anyone’s going to ruin their costume coming after me anyway,” her gaze focused on Jade as she happily accepted one of the necklaces adorned on the girl’s neck. “Ha! You’d think with how many of them are drugged up right now they’d bring more chaos to this shindig. Maybe me falling overboard is exactly what this party needs,” Ximena teased while leaning over the railing to be parallel to the dark waters below them, the necklace recently gifted to her swaying softly in the breeze. However, her fear was made apparent by her white knuckles and the grip she had on the railing, afraid of falling despite the sentiments she expressed prior. So instead of pushing her luck, Ximena stepped down from the railing and leaned against it instead. “Alright, well enough of that. Why don’t you show me the kind of theatrics you had in mind?”

#❝ ✰ ―― 𝐅𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐃 𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑 // i n t e r a c t i o n s . #❝ ✰ ―― 𝐅𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐃 𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑 // jadevassr #so late pls forgive me! #not obligated to reply since it's my fault D: #just like it and i'll find a starter of yours in the future to reply to!!!!

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felixlcsser​:

Bruise already blooming on his cheek, Felix was reminded more and more of why Kincaid parties were never a good idea as he stood with his arms leaning over the balcony. Some enraged, adderall-fueled guy had cornered him on the deck because he thought Felix was flirting with his girlfriend. Maybe the wisest response to “You know what I’m going to do to you, you shit?” wasn’t “I dunno. Kiss me?” The night had barely begun and already it had started with a swift right hook to the face. “Fuck… Anybody got a lighter, he called out, whipping his head around before catching sight of someone, flashing them a grin. “Hey… I’m doing my best Steve Harrington post getting the shit kicked out of him look. How is it?” He asked, cigarette dangling out of his mouth, rubbing at his eye before wincing again. “Sorry if you saw any of that.” 

It had been quite a while since Ximena last witnessed some kind of beat down at a Kincaid party and it’s just her luck that this time she had been standing right beside it. As the crowd quickly disburses around her, she’s left standing behind the all too familiar face of Felix Lesser. Despite him handling the situation fairly well, she couldn’t help but wince at the reddened skin on his face. “It’s pretty good. I can’t lie and say you’re not taking that hit like a champ,” she mumbles out as she clumsily fishes out a lighter from the clutch she carried in hand. Her hand rising to flick the wheel rapidly, a flame sparking the cigarette hanging between his lips. “No need. You provided some much-needed entertainment for the night. If anything, I should apologize for enjoying it,” a playful smile now replacing the grimace she had before.

#just assuming they know OF each other lol #bc i need her to complete the dare i almost forgot about ahahaha yikesssss #❝ ✰ ―― 𝐅𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐃 𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑 // i n t e r a c t i o n s . #❝ ✰ ―― 𝐅𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐃 𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑 // felixlcsser

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hennishkennedy​:

henny ran over to ximena without question as soon as he saw her climbing the bars. he loved her like a sister and looked out for her more than her own brother ever would. even during his most rebellious of years he’d always make time for ximena and millie. while he was down for just about anything, henny never wanted the possibility that anything bad might happen to his girls. he stood up straight and extended a hand out to her, “i think we better get you down from there and find you some carpe diem elsewhere.” henny tried to sound commanding and almost fatherly, mimicking the tone that his dad took with him when he decided that we wanted to give parenting a try. such grown up sensibilities fit him like clown shoe.  

“i wasn’t going to do anything rash, y’know? just thought it’d be fun... and the water, it looks beautiful from up there,” her tone guilty despite not having done anything particularly wrong. however, the way henny spoke made it clear that he wouldn’t let up on her little adventure anytime soon so she gives in easily and takes his hand to be pulled elsewhere and away from the railings. whatever he asked of her, she would comply with willingly as the trust she had in him surpassed that of which she had for her own family. ximena often found herself running to henny whenever trouble arose knowing he’d take care of the situation better than anyone she knew. now each step taken is met with her swaying, leaning against him for support and the realization that maybe he had a point. “alright, alright. now what fun is there to be had that’s safer than what i was doing, killjoy?” she jokes with a hint of sincerity, halting in place to await an answer.

#❝ ✰ ―― 𝐅𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐃 𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑 // hennishkennedy #❝ ✰ ―― 𝐅𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐃 𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑 // i n t e r a c t i o n s .

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milliekennedy​:

Any other weekend and Mils would have been the one climbing the bars, tempting fate and the current of the sea. Throw in some faith towards her balance— or willingness to risk it all. So it shouldn’t have come to any surprise that she’d approached the railing, and Ximena, with the slow shake of her head. “As if I could judge. Catch me having pulled that business alllllll last summer, just… hmmm, sub Leo sometimes out for Riz Ahmed or Jennifer Connelly or, oh, definitely Henry Goulding like ouch.”

“Y’know what? I’ll allow those choices. I’ve never been much of a Leo fan if I’m being honest,” she reveals as her eyebrows furrow together at the thought of the leading man. “And since I’m confessing already, I didn’t care for the movie either. I only ever watched it for one reason and that reason rhymes with late rinslet.” A smirk on her lips as the actress’ iconic topless scene came to mind, leading Ximena to reminisce one of the first moments she had begun to question her sexuality. The thought warms her face as her cheeks turn red, the color barely noticeable under the tint of makeup she had already been wearing. Talking about some meaningless and impossible same-sex celebrity crush was a rare occurrence for Xime, yet her intoxicated state didn’t care to keep her confession a secret. “As fun as that was, uh-- what’ve you been up to? Maybe there’s something I can do that might not make me look as stupid as I did just now.”

#❝ ✰ ―― 𝐅𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐃 𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑 // i n t e r a c t i o n s . #❝ ✰ ―― 𝐅𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐃 𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑 // milliekennedy #finally got this done im so sorry it took forever

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#❝ ✰ ―― 𝐅𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐃 𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑 // v i s a g e . #she's so pretty im in love #will actually finally get to all of my replies later todayyyyy

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ofdarias​:

Daria stands back a few feet from the girl, the thin stem of a wine glass held in between two manicured fingers. It’s the most put together she’s looked in a long time, but she almost appreciates the admiration she gets more when she’s like this – playing a character, versus the attention she gets in her usual attire of baggy jeans and baby tees, which she is far less prepared to handle. If they weren’t surrounded by other people, Daria may have been the Jack to Ximena’s rose; before she even considers it though Mena gets a fright at the sound of Darias own footsteps. She lets out a huff of laughter, “Oh?” she responds, eyebrows raised as she brings her glass to her lips. She comes to stand next to the other Brunette, hand brushing her hip as she moves forward. “seize the moment then” she replies, still drinking, wanting to be drunker, “what does jack say again, I’m the king of the world? –  you need to recreate that scene I think”

“Yes, well it would’ve been the perfect scene to recreate had I still been alone, but now that you’re here―” she pauses, a mischievous grin playing on her lips as she brought her hand up to Daria’s face, tenderly brushing a stray hair off her cheek. “You can help with the ‘I’m Flying’ scene. I'll even let you be Rose if you want... I mean, if you’re not scared,” she taunts her, Mena’s inebriated state clouding her judgement as she made clear advances towards the brunette beside her. Despite having a long-running and quite obvious crush on Daria, being drunk was the only way Ximena could justify her actions towards the girl in the morning. Seeing her dressed this spectacularly didn’t help either; the black dress she wore a welcome sight as it hugged her figure nicely and did nothing but draw Mena’s lustful, chocolatey brown eyes, “You should dress like this more often.”  

#❝ ✰ ―― 𝐅𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐃 𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑 // i n t e r a c t i o n s . #❝ ✰ ―― 𝐅𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐃 𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑 // ofdarias

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greybyrne​:

Grey had managed to pull himself away from the crowd. Currently propped against the ship’s railing, his one hand relaxing on the cool metal and the other pinching the stem of a champagne flute. All the while as he watched the sea of beading and feathers and red on red, the wind tousled his hair. “Nearly forgotten what it’s like,” he said, softly, making conversation with the person nearby. Yates. Strange what a year did. “It’s like I’ve forgotten how to get going.” @yatesstarters​

“I’m sure you’ll pick it back up soon enough. Plus, what better night to get out there again than tonight?” She offers with a kind smile, her eyes sparkling in excitement at what she expected to be an outrageously entertaining evening. Knowing the reputation Kincaid students had to uphold, it’d be impossible for either one of the pair to have boredom fill their agenda. “Anyway, you’ve got a drink in hand, so that’s a start. Maybe you should take it a step further and go join the people you’re watching and dance,” she adds, Ximena now facing him as she leans against the metal bars to rest on her forearm, a matching glass in her other hand. “Unless, you’ve forgotten how to do that also? Because if that’s the case, I can’t help you any further.”

#❝ ✰ ―― 𝐅𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐃 𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑 // i n t e r a c t i o n s . #❝ ✰ ―― 𝐅𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐃 𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑 // greybyrne #hiyaaaa!!

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ximena stood at the bow of the yacht as her hands held onto the stiff metal bars that kept her from tipping over. her eyelids remained shut as she stretched her neck out slightly to the side, enjoying the cool breeze that came in contact with her exposed skin. the intoxicated brunette drowned out the music and noise of the crowd behind her as she enjoyed this single moment of solitude, indulging in her little rose dawson titanic fantasy despite tonight’s theme straying far from the epic romance-disaster movie. she was about to take it a step further by making her way up the bars, but is quickly shaken out of her drunken haze when she hears someone approach her from behind. “this isn’t what it looks like―” she slurred, turning to face the person. “ok, well― maybe it is, but c’mon i just couldn’t resist... i just had to seize the moment.” // @yatesstarters​

#yatesstart #yatesevent007 #this is kinda shitty but i tried 🥺

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nevercmsey​:

Sparkler in hand that she had been gifted by a tiny freshman girl rolling on acid, Neve was busy spinning around on the deck of the Calypso, pupils bloated. Stumbling after one too many spins, the sparkler dancing in swirls and zig-zags as the jazz band on the deck carried on, Neve went flying into somebody, stumbling in her heels, letting out a cackling laugh like someone had just cracked a joke. “Whoa, sorry! She’s going down, she’s yelling timber,” she rambled out, looking at the person’s face like they were an apparition. “Hey, you’re like, totally real,” she exclaimed, poking a single finger in their cheek. “Apologies. I’m on molly. I had assumed you were a vision. Like Hamlet seeing his father’s ghost,” she said, straightening herself, glitter on her skin dancing under the moonlight. “Hey, I hear the band is taking requests! Wanna come with me to make one? I want to see if I can get them to play some ABBA. Something to really dance to.”

The heels of Ximena’s skintight thigh-high boots clacked against the wooden deck as she made her way over to a very familiar face. Her perfectly manicured nails held a tight grip on the singular wine glass filled to the brim with the fruity red wine she managed to order while at the bar. A good portion of it spills over as Neve stumbles into her, the dark unforgiving liquid nearly missing the group dancing beside them. She mumbles a quick apology before looking back at the girl. “Can’t blame ya. This getup is definitely not a normal thing for me,” she says with a soft smile on her lips, momentarily glancing down at the uncomfortably tightened bejeweled corset she’s wearing. After fiddling with it for a bit she looks up at Neve and laughs, not the least surprised that the girl had already taken some kind of hallucinogen. Xime perks up at her suggestion and takes a few quick gulps of her wine before passing it off to some stranger beside the pair. “If they say no to ABBA we’ll have to throw them off the boat. Let’s go,” she grins jokingly, grabbing Neve’s hand to guide her through the crowd and towards the DJ. 

#❝ ✰ ―― 𝐅𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐃 𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑 // nevercmsey #this is kinda bad but lol it'll get better i promise!

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𝖝𝖎𝖒𝖊𝖓𝖆 𝖉𝖊 𝖑𝖆 𝖈𝖗𝖚𝖟 ― moulin rouge aesthetic

the hills are alive with the sound of music; with songs they have sung for a thousand years.

#yatesevent007 #❝ ✰ ―― 𝐅𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐃 𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑 // e v e n t s . #ximena's color is very much red