Laureljanes - Wildflower.

brooklynariwiles​:

F2F || Brooke and Laurel

@laureljanes​

Brooklyn glanced at herself in the mirror and smiled brightly. “I swear you never fail to make me look beautiful. This is it, this is the look I want for my photo shoot.” She said turning towards the girl. Brooke had a photoshoot coming up and she always liked having her make up done the day before, so if she wanted a different look she had time to fix it. “You think you can come with me to the shoot and recreate this? I will pay you time and half for traveling.”

Laurel would do almost anything for her favorite client, and she knew that Brooke loved her too but... time and a half for traveling? Laurel’s eyes lit up at the surreal proposition. In a normal world it would be the perfect opportunity to gain new clients interested in her aesthetician business, but how would be offer that without having to explain the under-the-table aspect of it. “Holy shit--I--” Laurel sat down, twiddling a makeup brush between her fingers. “I mean, yeah! But--don’t you have professional makeup artists that already work at the photoshoot?”

xanderandremiles​:

This may not qualify as a scary movie, but definitely The Purge. That shit ever happens in real life, it would be scary as all hell. What’s yours?

If you ever want an easy way to detect if someone will click with you or not is ask what they’d do on the night of The Purge. I’d raid PetSmart. Einstein’s gotta eat!

Hands down The Texas Chainsaw Massacre - the 1974 original of course. The Hills Have Eyes is a close second. Hm, but maybe even the first Saw. It’s so hard to choose. The only way to give a definitive answer is to have a movie marathon, I’m sure of it.

mirelakohler​:

“Alright, you got me there. The chances of being kidnapped is way higher than having a demonic doll in my house. You work with filming?”

“No--my research is purely selfish. Mainly so I can plan what movie we should cuddle to when we have a Netflix and chill date?”

rohoeman​:

roman stood over his kitchen table for another five minutes, making a mental checklist of everything he had. he consulted the online recommendations one more time before he packed everything okay. he leaned over to pat rosie before he set off. he hopped on his motorbike before he sailed away to the destination. he on the lot and took off his helmet. he locked it in place and went to meet the gal at the entrance. “get ready to quit your day job, because you’re about to be rich.” he said as he looked down into the dark mouth. “don’t actually do that. i don’t think there is any other treasure than shit from people being scare it’s going to cave in.” 

“your negativity feels like you’re losing your sense of adventure,” she teased, sending roman a quick wink. “do you think we’ll also see a dead body or two? hopefully, right?” 

“not to be corny as hell--but say we do find this treasure: what would you spend it on?”

thomas-nakamura​:

“Do you mean other than street artists?” Thomas asked. “Is it bad if I say I discover them all on Instagram? I follow Pace Taylor pretty closely. They graduated with a BFA a couple years before I did. And, uh…. Becca Klassey for simple paintings. Anisa Asakawa? I’m sorry. Does that make me not an authentic wanderer?”

“How does one define an authentic wanderer?” She mused, wiping away the pretzel salt on her lips with the back of her hand. “Have you created any street art?”

brooklynariwiles​:

So my two year old has declared war on peas today. The veggies he loved last week are now enemy number one and I don’t know if I should be scared or not. I gave him peas at lunch and he ran away terrified and returned wearing a bathrobe and strainer on his head…when I asked why he just looked at me and said “no pea” like he was on strike. So I guess we are going with Broccoli this week.

If Bryant’s on strike, I’m not ashamed to say I volunteer to be a ‘”scab” if it meant that you adopted me. There are so many recipes that incorporate veggies into a smoothie. My mom was actually ahead of the game when she did that during my childhood.

‘Roommates’ Moodboard

‘At first I did not know it was your diary, I thought it was a very sad handwritten book…’

( @masonmahir​ , @laureljanes , @thomas-nakamura )

valentinaramosrp​:

“You’re a very strange person, you know that right?” Val said with a smile already forming on the edge of her lips. “Ugh! I don’t know. That one, the one you made me watch last week.” She gestured with her hands. “The one about the teddy bears that get wet and go all psycho killer on the town.”

“You mean Gremlins?!” Laurel threw her head back, laughing at her description of the cult classic. “You mean you don’t want one to take home and feed after midnight? It was either that or Poltergeist but I didn’t feel like ruining your life that night.”

@roryalexishudson​ location: laurel, rory & mason’s apartment

“So the game goes like this: as I try to toss this piece of popcorn in your mouth, you gotta move your head around to catch it. The trick is to use your tongue.” Laurel wiggled into her spot on the couch, clad in her Snoopy pajama shorts, right beside Rory. It had only been a couple months since she moved in with her and Mason, but Rory didn’t shy away from asking Laurel to run to the grocery store for a candy bar or to refill her Arizonas--she definitely made herself at home. After all, it’s what Laurel offered her anyway. “You should be really good at this since you really know how to move that mouth,” she teased.