forever winter if you go . . .

ZENDAYA at the new york premiere of 'the odyssey'

"I see you have evening entertainment in mind already. We can take this to the backyard for more space, or if you want to come upstairs for a bit more privacy...", he didn't want her to feel fenced in or backed into a corner. Like he was expecting something of her, she might not be willing to give

ALLIE HAYES & DEAN DI LAURENTIS + kisses

To Our Loves (1983), dir. Maurice Pialat

Betty Blue (1986), dir. Jean-Jacques Beineix

"and why exactly would i give you a ride...? is there anything in it for me?" tzipi asks with a raise of her eyebrows. she wasn't the kind of person who just gave strangers rides all willy nilly. "is your height supposed to convince me that you're not going to do anything crazy? short girls are insane, closer to hell or whatever."

"oh come on, don't be a scaredy cat." blues rolled playfully, "there could be," brows lift, "if you'd stop bein' stubborn." tiny southern blonde taunts. "and please, that's all just a myth or whatever." lola banters, snorting to herself, giving a dismissive wave of her hand as if that's just some crazy talk. well, at least she's actually smart because there's truth in it. but okay, she was only trying to steal to get a way back home AND she'd only been arrested once. a girl had to survive! "and how tall are you? you could be crazy too, but i won't complain. crazy keeps life interesting." shoulders lifted in her blue babydoll dress then fell.

❛      i  don't  think  now  is  the  right  time  for  a  driving  lesson.    maybe  tomorrow  .ᐣ    at  the  lake  .ᐣ      i'll  let  you  give  me  all  the  lessons  you  want.    right  now  i  just  want  to  get  into  bed,    preferably  with  you  next  to  me  as  my  human  pillow.      "            one  hand  touched  his,    fingertips  gently  pressing  against  his  skin  as  she  stared  at  him  with  her  big  brown  eyes.    oh  she  wanted  him  bad.    so  bad  that  she  was  actually  thinking  about  having  a  driving  lesson  from  him.    but  not  here.    not  when  she  had  alcohol  in  her  system  and  especially  not  when  she  was  beyond  distracted.    ❛      besides,    we  wouldnt  want  you  to  get  hard  or  anything    .  .  .      "

a huff sounds from jesse, letting her go this time before purposely giving her a big sad puppy dog look. "and why not? it's really simple, evie. you just sit and really, i'm the only one actually doing all the driving then ta da. we're at your place and you can sleep." snorting when she tells him she wants him as her personal pillow, he won't disagree. but still. why was she bucking him on this so hard? his brain almost glitched and went to mush once their eyes locked too long. god, she was hypnotic and he failing at letting those big brown eyes get to him. "what will be new there?" he questions, mischief pulling at the corners of his lips into a devious smile, "i'm always hard."

★— ATTN: @lovetique

"alright! thanks, darlin'. i do appreciate it." beaming through southern drawl because trying to survive out here in the desert has not been her most fun challenge. if anything, it's had her on the verge of panicking and she's typically really good at holding herself together. she'd much rather rob a man, though. there was fun in robbing a male because they deserved it in her whole personal agenda, that was her only complaint. but maybe she can figure a better way out to get money out of her little new companion. hand reaches for the handle and the tiny blond climbs in, slamming it back shut before blues trail over on the other. placing her jean heart shaped purse next to them. "what's got ya so blushy? this hot weather or what?" lola-blue played oblivious, pearly white grin flashing on sparkly lips. "no where in particular, just wantin' a ride to clear my head. where are you heading? and yeah, some water would be nice. warm or not, i ain't choosy."

                   sleep had almost pulled marcus under. that feeling of falling through himself, weightless but heavy.  almost.  he hears the quick raps against his door as if they were underwater at first, until his eyes are snap open, and they ring out crystal clear. looking at the clock at his bedside, he already knows exactly who it is. the only person who could make him tumble out of bed with an eagerness he worked hard to conceal. he scrubbed a hand through his hair before pulling the door open. any attempt to not stare at elena dissolved. this version of her was a stark contrast from what he’s used to. clad in a black dress that hugged her perfectly, hair artfully undone, heels in hand. “hi.  …  you look ni—” he starts, sleep thick in his voice as elena slipped past him, crossing his threshold.

"hiii, don't mind me. i'm not even here. this is just a dream, you're dreaming." elena shyly shuffles in, bambi eyes flicker up on him briefly with a sheepish smile, pretending to hug herself like it's cold outside to keep her hand hidden. "you look niii-- too." she quipped, making playful fun, finding that sleep in his voice cute before feeling guilt she's woken him up. again. the petite brunette hands him her heels then scurries away to his bathroom because her hand is throbbing and immediately needs fixed or at least somewhere she can stop forcing the smile and let out that wince she's holding back. hoping he's sleepy enough she can keep it hidden from him. "i'll just be here a sec and then i'll leave you alone." she loudly promises on her way to finding his bathroom.

MARGOT ROBBIE styled by Andrew Mukama — January 26, 2026

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as  much  as  she  liked  spending  time  with  jesse,  a  driving  lesson  was  not  something  she  wanted  right  now.    not  when  she  was  already  finding  it  hard  to  concentrate  on  their  current  conversations.      ❝      besides,  i  look  cuter  sitting  besides  you,  feeding  you  the  occasional  sweet.      "  

"oh! yeah oh, dirty mind." jesse laughs, teasing her continued to be his favorite past time. "that makes it even better then," grunting, pretending it's a challenge to pull her over on to his lap when his hands went for grabbing her sides after she pried them off her wrists. well it sort of is in the position of the car and it's small space, "that's what i'm for. i'll give you a mini driving lesson and you just sit on me. what's so scary about that? put your hands on the wheel and i'll hold onto it with mine." he chuckles, desperate to get her to agree so he can have a reason to be close. "you look cute anywhere actually and you can still feed me, feed away." he places the package of candy up on the dash, still waiting if he can win this.