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cestlabeaute · 6 years

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philliplarson

Phillip yawned adjusting his sunglasses on his nose to keep out the bright light. He had not slept well the night before and it was all because of the mop of fur beside him that he’d named Apollo. It tied in with his horse Samson whose name meant sun, and Apollo was the god of it among other things so it seemed fitting. Apollo yawned and he followed suit with another yawn himself. “What have you got to be tired about, huh? You bed hog,” he muttered shaking his head slightly. Between being rolled on and the bed hogging that had caused him to scrunch into an uncomfortable position so not to wake Apollo meant sleep hadn’t been easy. He saw someone eyeing them and chuckled pausing to take a sip of his coffee. “Nothing to see here, just having a conversation with my dog, not weird at all.”

if there was one thing belle missed the most about being able to wander around carthay at any given time of day, it was watching people pass by, going about their day as they either strolled by or hurried past. there was something so interesting about watching others behave truthfully and unapologetically themselves when they thought no one was looking. which was what belle found herself doing as she watched the conversation between owner and dog, assuming they were unaware of her watching them — wrong. a light chuckle left her lips as her cheeks flushed, “definitely not weird at all though i wouldn’t say there’s nothing to see. it’s actually quite fascinating, really. especially how in sync you seem to be with each other.”

#└ philliplarson ┐« .#└ ι ωαит α∂νєитυяє ιи тнє gяєαт ωι∂є ѕσмєωнєяє ┐face to face « .

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cestlabeaute · 6 years

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stephsprite

“Prom season is coming up; kids are going crazy about buying bouquets and corsages. My deliveries have me biking all over the place,” Steph sighed, holding a hand over her heart, “White is very in this year. Isn’t that sweet?”

“awe,” belle smiled, “that’s so sweet. i’ve heard prom’s a pretty important moment in life. i can only imagine how much fun it must be being able to dress up and have an incredible night with your friends and that special person. white, really? i mean, it’s very beautiful color, i can definitely see why.”

#└ stephsprite ┐« .#└ ι ωαит α∂νєитυяє ιи тнє gяєαт ωι∂є ѕσмєωнєяє ┐face to face « .

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cestlabeaute · 6 years

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matthewpanics

Panic hated lines. They made him feel uneasy and, well, restless; standing in the same spot for long periods of time was something Panic wasn’t too good at, either. He wasn’t usually one to talk to people in line with him, but for as long as he’d been standing in it, he felt like he was going to explode. He sighed, turning to the person behind him in line, “I-I didn’t think I’d be spending my whole day here. Th-Their job can’t be that hard, can it?”

there were moments and times where belle wondered her job was really worth it. like when adam decided to throw yet another tantrum .. or when she found herself stuck in the middle of a seemingly never ending line. she had been asked to pick up a few things on her morning walk into town and that request had been simple enough, belle hadn’t been counting on everyone in town choosing that exact time to do their shopping. the brunette couldn’t help but laugh at panic’s comment, shaking her head at him. “neither did i,” she agreed, “although, i don’t know about them having the easiest of jobs. imagine checking people out nonstop for hours and having the occasional difficult customer or two. i’d say they deal with quite a lot. between us, i don’t think i could do it.”

#└ matthewpanics ┐« .#└ ι ωαит α∂νєитυяє ιи тнє gяєαт ωι∂є ѕσмєωнєяє ┐face to face « .

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cestlabeaute · 6 years

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spacestitch

“Aw, nah. That’s not going to work.” He spoke to himself. Stitch fiddled with his phone’s camera trying to get a good shot for his video he had planned for today. It’s been a while since he recorded anything. He had gotten rusty on what looked good. He needed a second opinion. “Hey, can you tell me if I sit there, that’ll be a good shot? ” Stitch spoke to the nearest person.

"hmm?” belle asked, coming back to reality as she left the magical land the novel in her hands had taken her to. it took her a moment to register what the boy had said but she nodded seconds later as she moved the bookmark in her book to its new spot and shut it, placing it next to where she was sitting. “yeah, of course. do you need me to hold your phone or anything?”

#└ spacestitch ┐« .#└ ι ωαит α∂νєитυяє ιи тнє gяєαт ωι∂є ѕσмєωнєяє ┐face to face « .

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cestlabeaute · 6 years

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oogiesgrl

Gag. Who was this girl kidding ? Squinting out the window of the café, Shock was sure she could see toxic smog rising from the neighborhoods of New Holland, cut through by the harsh morning sunlight. Who wanted to see that ? As per usual, Shock had been out all night– and was just hitting her wall. By the time she was toting her black coffee and making for the exit, her head was pounding from all the Sound of Music imagery Belle was trying to conjure up. She couldn’t stop herself from snapping. “Jesus Christ.” Shock started, turning towards her and jutting a hip out to rest her weight. “I’m sorry, but do I, like, know you ? Or are you this annoying to all your strangers ?”

the smile on belle’s face grew a bit smaller as she kept her poised stance, holding onto a cup of tea with both hands, eyes still focused on the scenery in front of her. while the girl’s tone was harsh, it wasn’t a behavior belle was new to. she’d heard worse, especially during moments where adam had sudden outbursts. if anything, it was disappointing but belle wasn’t about to let that ruin her morning. “not officially,” she said, finally turning to shock. belle had seen her around sure, she’d heard of her too, but she wasn’t quite sure that she’d ever exchanged a word with her. a lighthearted chuckle escaped her lips, loose brown curls bounced as belle shook her head. “no, not all. only the ones that need some pep in their morning.”

#└ oogiesgrl ┐« .#└ ι ωαит α∂νєитυяє ιи тнє gяєαт ωι∂є ѕσмєωнєяє ┐face to face « .

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cestlabeaute · 6 years

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belle (reprise) // beauty and the beast

#└ ѕσмє ρєσρℓє υѕє тнєιя ιмαgιиαтισи ┐isms « .

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cestlabeaute · 6 years

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memesandthings:

SEND A SYMBOL FOR A PRIVATE STARTER.

[ ☎ ] my muse calls yours in tears.

[ ✪ ] our muses are stuck in an elevator together.

[ ◐ ] my muse is having a sleepover with your muse.

[ ✿ ] my muse attempts to cook dinner for your muse.

[ ◈ ] my muse makes a drunk confession to your muse.

[ ღ ] my muse makes an attempt to cheer your muse up.

[ ✦ ] my muse pushes yours out of frustration/anger.

[ ❢ ] my muse discovers yours all bloodied and bruised.

[ ➤ ] my muse accidentally punches your muse in the face.

[ ⌚ ] my muse recalls their favorite memory with your muse.

[ ✜ ] my muse collapses in front of yours, all bloodied and bruised.

[ ☯ ] my muse tells yours that they never want to see them again.

[ ✈ ] my muse asks yours to accompany them on a trip/mission/etc.

[ ● ] my muse catches yours snooping through their belongings.

[ ☻ ] my muse wakes up in your muse’s closet the night after a party.

[ ✌ ] my muse reaches out to yours after months of no communication.

[ ☢ ] the car broke down in an unfamiliar part of town, and our muses are lost.

[ ✠ ] it’s three in the morning and my muse unexpectedly arrives at your muse’s home.

[ ☁ ] the entire city is without power due to a storm, and our muses run into each other during a supply run.

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cestlabeaute · 6 years

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yourqueenhart: I would say that you’re damn right about that. yourqueenhart: yeah, I’v seen that one everywhere. it’s so overused. yourqueenhart: that’s why you should carry a tote. ✨ yourqueenhart: the accessory would suit you, y’know.

oharas: glad i could help. oharas: yeah, i guess that’s true. well, what were you thinking when you took it? oharas: would you believe me if i said i already am? it’s just kind of full of books at the moment along with some groceries my boss asked me to bring for him. but thanks for the suggestion, i appreciate it.

❥ outgoing snap ∙ all contacts

#└ alwcysmywcys ┐« .#└ ιт’ѕ му ƒανσяιтє ραят вє¢αυѕє уσυ’ℓℓ ѕєє ┐snapchat « .

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cestlabeaute · 6 years

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yourqueenhart: should I post this on IG? yourqueenhart: Idrk what to call that look, but I really like this off guard. yourqueenhart: also might need an idea for a caption.. yourqueenhart: omg, TODAY

oharas: i don’t see why not? if you like it, i say that’s more than reason enough to. oharas: hmm, i don’t know. i don’t take a lot of seflie’s so i wouldn’t be the right person to ask. i’ve seen some people post pictures like that and caption it with something funny like how that’s the look they make when the waiter brings their plate of food or when they’re thinking of a certain food .. or you could always go with song lyrics? oharas: sorry. dropped by phone. carrying too many things at once.

❥ outgoing snap ∙ all contacts

#└ alwcysmywcys ┐« .#└ ιт’ѕ му ƒανσяιтє ραят вє¢αυѕє уσυ’ℓℓ ѕєє ┐snapchat « .

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cestlabeaute · 6 years

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wilburofthefuture

“I can explain,” Wilbur stated cautiously as he hung from the ledge of his 2nd story bedroom window. The look on the pedestrian on the sidewalk was probably somewhere between confused and scared for his life. “I swear I’m not breaking in or anything, I’m actually breaking out, you see and-” Wilbur’s words were cut short as the sweat from his palms forcibly slicked his hands from the safety of the ledge, plummeting to the bottom, back first. “O-Okay,” Wilbur began again, voice hoarse and shaky. “I can explain that too. I’m an idiot.” He groaned.

hazel eyes widened as belle watched with a worried expression crossing her eyes. instinctively she reached out her hands as if to help as she watched him stumble on the ledge. a gasp leaving her lips as she rushed to his side as he hit the ground. “are you sure?” she asked, “that sounded a bit painful.” she extended out her hand, offering to help him up. “i’m sorry, what do you mean exactly by breaking out? were you trapped in there?”

#└ wilburofthefuture ┐« .#└ ι ωαит α∂νєитυяє ιи тнє gяєαт ωι∂є ѕσмєωнєяє ┐face to face « .

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cestlabeaute · 6 years

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“you know,” belle smiled softly, closing the book in her lap as her eyes trailed to admire the morning sunrise, “some people say that the best time to wander is during the night but i disagree. sure, there’s mystery around the darkness but how can it compare with watching the world come alive?! i mean just look around — the bird’s are chirping, the grass has that morning scent to it, even the air smells like a brand new day, and the best part is the tranquility of it all. it’s like you can hear your own thoughts for once instead of the chatter we hear as people pass us. it’s beautiful.”

#carthaystarter #hello friends!#it's ellie #this is my new little beauty ♡#who's just as odd as alice .. but probably a bit ( lot ) more sane :-))))))

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cestlabeaute · 6 years

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#└ ιт'ѕ иσ ωσи∂єя тнαт нєя иαмє мєαиѕ вєαυту ┐visage « .

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cestlabeaute · 6 years

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#└ ωнαт ∂σ уσυ кησω αвσυт му ∂яєαмѕ? ┐aesthetic « .

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cestlabeaute · 6 years

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#└ ѕσмє ρєσρℓє υѕє тнєιя ιмαgιиαтισи ┐isms « .

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cestlabeaute · 6 years

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#└ ft. adam ┐« .#└ ѕσмє ρєσρℓє υѕє тнєιя ιмαgιиαтισи ┐isms « .

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cestlabeaute · 6 years

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#└ ft. gaston ┐« .#└ ѕσмє ρєσρℓє υѕє тнєιя ιмαgιиαтισи ┐isms « .

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cestlabeaute · 6 years

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She was gentle and funny and she had a disarming curiosity and an incredible quality—of involving you in yourself. She would figure out that you had a problem and she would ask around it and you’d find yourself blurting out some private thing.

John Gossage, from Diane Arbus: A Biography (via brit-rps)

#└ ѕσмє ρєσρℓє υѕє тнєιя ιмαgιиαтισи ┐isms « .

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