*makes aus for own ocs* i am my own fandom

when you should be doing an essay and yet here you are, looking through pretty pictures to bulk up your aesthetic tag with :///

rebarps:

ok but best friends falling in love with each other will forever be my favorite plots of all time ): here are some that will ruin ur life: 

ur the new kid and i invite u to sit w me at lunch and oh i noticed ur wearing my favorite band / movie / have my favorite book and we have a rly interesting conversation and oh ur in like a lot of my classes wow cool and hey we’re friends now and like now we’re best friends and then u start dating someone else and im ok w it until i realize no the fuck im not daTE me instead ): 

we have no idea what personal boundaries are and yeah we’ve made out before a lot and yeah it was ok but we’re friends ok f r i e n d s and why r u staring at me like that? why are u holding my hand always? why are u telling me how much u adore me? we’re not dating? oh u’ve been in love w me for years and i’m a doorknob ): pls come back 

i confessed i might be in love w u and u said u weren’t interested in dating me bc we’re just friends and i’m getting over that heartbreak but u show up on my doorstep and kiss me and we end up in bed and in the morning u tell me this was a mistake and before i can stop u, u leave. u show up again. lather rinse repeat. ):

we share a mutual friend but we’re not rly that close until our friend takes us to a party and they ditch us and we’re not rly part of the crowd so we just sit together and talk a lot. turns out we like a lot of the same things (or we hate a lot of the same things or ur opinion sucks balls here is why ur wrong wow pls continue talking i love how much passion u put into ur opinions even tho they suck balls lol) we grow close and p soon we’re always together. turns out i actually rly rly like u. will u kiss me now? no? ): but why? oh ur in love w our mutual friend and im so sad now ):

we were friends throughout childhood and school. i was a dweeb and ur my way cooler friend but u moved away when we were like 15 we grew apart even tho we promised to stay in touch. i see ur facebook updates and i read ur tweets and i miss u and i wanna talk to u but i dont ?? so we fade away and then one day u show up in my life again and ho ly fuck my heart is doing the beepboop thing but i’m still a loser and ur a fuckin god/dess. ): u wanna catch up and holy shit its like old times again and wow im fuckin in love w u – oh ur getting married ): but … ilu? pls? 

we tried the whole dating thing and it didn’t work out and we’ve moved beyond that. ur my go-to friend on anything and everything and any problem u got i will fucking mow down hell to fix and wow ur smile just lights up my world and pls dont be sad who made u sad i will throw them in hell and mow them down and – oh wow. i never got over u. ur my fucking world and i just want u to be happy but u can only see me as a friend bc when u look at me u see our failed relationship but im not the same person i swear to god. ): 

and jusT BEST FRIENDS FALLING IN LOVE ): ): ): 

ok but a ‘your apartment is next to/above mine and i can hear you and your partner dancing and singing and the bed moving and you two laughing and talking in hushed tones and it won’t let me sleep so i bitch about it to you 24/7 and one day it stops and one day turns to one week and then months and i haven’t seen you smile in forever please let me in, i’ve been knocking for ten minutes’ au.

i want a completely platonic girl/guy friendship like super super close best friends minus the whole “we’ve been in love with each other our entire lives but haven’t worked up the courage to say anything” factor like just straight up best friends !! like being each other’s wingman/woman !! changing in front of each other bc they’re comfortable w/ each other it’s whatever !! being attached at the hip !! sleepovers all the time !! late night drives to nowhere screaming to the overplayed song on the radio !! best friends who would literally take a bullet for each other !! please !! give me this !!

Gina Rodriguez photographed by Andrew Southam for Us Weekly (2016)

My muse is sick, and won’t admit it. Send “You need to rest.” for their reaction.

         “Oh! Uh...” She took a second to think about her own      schedule. Valentina had truthfully been ahead of schedule,      so to speak, when it came to her most recent client. So,      she’d be pretty free for the weekend. “Yeah, I’m free as a      bird! What did you have in mind?”

     Dominic couldn’t deny that he was nervous &      having to repeat himself made it that much      worse, ❝ Uh, I was wondering if you wanted      to do something this weekend. I only have      appointments during the day for the most       part so I was wondering if you were free, too.❞

I’ve never done anything but dream. This, and this alone, has been the meaning of my life.

Fernando Pessoa, The Book of Disquiet (via amargedom)

Gina Rodriguez attends the 2016 Time 100 Gala in New York City (26.04.16)

          Her eyebrows quirked up slightly at the growing confidence on this man. But,      it probably was something she ought to expect. He was the one who asked her      to a drink after all. Still, she nodded at his request about calling her Val before      letting out something of a breath. “A little about myself? Hah, I never know what to      say and what to lead with. But okay!” Valentina crossed her leg over the other before      swiveling to look at him more head on. “Uh, I’m not originally from here, like yourself.      But I do live here. I grew up in New Jersey, Hoboken to be exact. I moved here when      I was 23. You know, the whole ‘I need to go out and find me’ reason everyone has for      leaving their hometown. Uhh, oh, I’m a wedding planner! And, before you ask, yes      “Bridezillas” do exist. Every time I make one happy I feel like I’m David and they’re      Goliath, you know? And...oh, I can never be a professional pool player!” She smiled      sheepishly as she waved the white ball a little. “And that’s a very boring description of      me!” She chuckled slightly, cheeks flushing slightly.

“Well…” He made a motion toward some random object behind her. “What’s that over there?” Before she even had a chance to look a small laugh slipped past twin flesh. “I’m kidding. I’m not going to try and drug you. Besides I don’t need to.” A shrug of his shoulders made. “I’m able to hold your attention without some crazy drug.” Maybe he was being a little flirtatious, but there was just something about her that made it hard for him to resist the temptation. “So…Val. Mind if I call you that?” He gave her a chance to reply before he went on speaking. “Tell me a little about yourself.”

* // &. ▶ OPEN ! ❞

         Fingers drummed anxiously on the table, being set up on a blind date      just wasn’t what Valentina usually agreed to but her friend had insisted.      So, begrudgingly, she agreed. Though, not after establishing at least      three different ways to get out of the date. It wasn’t that she didn’t trust      her friend’s judgement... but it was totally that. But, she was too nice to      say so. Looking at the door of the restaurant, her fingers continued to tap      on the table.

* // &. ► @winterrosx ! continued [x]

         “Impending doom? That sounds... depressing,      Kat. And scary.”

         At the mention of a friend, Valentina didn’t even have to look back as she      pointed a thumb behind her. “You see those two people trying to ‘discretely’      make out in the booth? I came with the girl.” The wedding planner shrugged,      shaking her head only slightly. “So you’re not really keeping me from anyone.      I already have a bet that she’ll probably be the one leaving me in like, fifteen      minutes. I was gonna practice my billiard skills until then but I think a drink with      you is the safer bet... unless you’re planning to drug me or something.” She      half-joked, eyebrow arching in a way that silently asked ‘you aren’t trying to drug      me, right?’

“No, I’m here because of work,” he replied. He didn’t want to straight up tell her it was because he was a wrestler, because it was refreshing to be around someone who didn’t know who he was. “So, are you here alone?” There was a pause in his tone as he took a moment to glance over his shoulders. “I don’t want to keep you from your friends or anything.”

         “Extremely clumsy seems like a bit of an understatement.” Valentina’s face      blanched at the blood tricking down. She did not know this woman at all, but      she had definitely noticed this. And it just simply was against her nature to not      help someone who clearly needed it. Even if the sight made her a little light      headed. “You say you’re okay but... I think you should go to a hospital.”

( OPEN STARTER! )

hot. wet. metallic. iron covers her tongue. with a wince, she presses a cloth against the exposed wound; scarlet trickles down. she doesn’t want the other to worry. she’ll come up with some excuse. it could be worse, right? a sigh vibrates PINK petals as her head cants to the side. ❛  i’m fine. ❜ she feigns a smile, a smile to mask her erratic heart. there’s brief, but NOTICEABLE pause. ❛ i just slipped! i can be extremely clumsy. i’m totally okay, though! ❜