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❛❛ 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕’𝒔 𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒘𝒊𝒏𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒔 𝒅𝒐𝒏𝒆 ❜❜

Toni’s cheeks flushed, giving Megan’s hand a quick squeeze in retaliation. “What a preposterous accusation!” She slightly stumbles over her words. “And on the first date… How lewd.” A quiet huff escaped from her, an attempt at showing off how uninterested she was pretending to be. Her eyebrow twitched, the idea now planted firmly into her head.

“Don’t laugh,” Her free hand began batting at the air, a poor attempt at shooing Megan away. When the waitress walked away, Toni shifted forward to face the other again, tapping her nails on the table. “You play guitar? I didn’t take you as someone who played instruments.” She paused, trying to come up with something. “It’s not that interesting, but I had a belly button piercing for a few years. I kept having to take it out so I stopped putting it back in at some point.”

Toni smiled at their little agreement, flipping her hand to lay palm-up on the table, a silent invitation for Megan to possibly hold her hand. There's no pressure to commit today, but Toni wants Megan to know that she's interested in her.

Her frows burrowed and she puffed out her cheeks at the Amazon woman in front of her. "Don't tell them that! I can pay if I want to."

You do now. I’ll cut you in line and with a little knife. Get away from my woman!

AEW dweebs,

Slip Mother Wayne my number.

Tell Nick imma be his step daddy.

“someone brought a karaoke mic. that was a mistake.”

Toni playfully nudged the other with her elbow. “You’re not gonna sing?” She chuckled, looking back over to where they were setting up an impromptu karaoke stage. “I feel like you’re the type to go all out on Destiny’s Child.” Seems like they were trying to set up lights now; It never occurred to her that they would take these get togethers so seriously with props and stages.

Susan Sontag, from a diary entry featured in As Consciousness Is Harnessed To Flesh: Journals & Notebooks, 1964 - 1980

Marlene Dietrich in Angel (1937, dir. Ernst Lubitsch) (via)

“I just want to knock the audience’s eyes out.” – Adrian, costume designer. 

“Adrian knew how women liked to look, feel, and move in a beautiful dress, on screen or off. He possessed the instinct for designing for the camera and the shot, dressing his stars in the most dramatic, scene stealing silhouettes.”

[ 📲 ] It’s not like anything is wrong, it’s just a lot to figure out

[ 📲 ] Plus, I barely remember it 😕 We didn’t even get a proper picture with Elvis

[ 📲 ] I’ll bring some good soap home for my shirt and your beard

@hcllywoodending

{sms ; toni} hey. you got a minute?

Rania Benchegra by Txema Yeste for Vogue Arabia, 2024