i guess it's kind of cute. . .

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elena  was  the  complete  opposite  of  rafael  --  her  entire  life  careully  planned  out  before  she  had  the  chance  to  think.  rafael  was  the  last  thing  her parents expected  from  her,  and  somehow  the  person  she  fell  hardest  for.  her  parents,  especially  her  father,  never  understood  it.  their  constant  cycle  off  breaking  up  and  making  up  didn't  exactly  win  them  over  either.  ❝  god,  are  you  always  going  to  just  give  up  this  easily  ?  ❞ frustration slipped through before she could catch herself, arms tightly crossed over her chest. ❝  no  rafael,  we  can't  go  back  to  how  things  were.  but  maybe  that's  not  the  worst  thing  in  the  world.  ❞  she  sighed  deeply,  eyes  searching  his  face.   ❝  i  don't  understand  why  you  care  so  much  what  my  parents  think.   ❞

rafael was raised in a traditional family that taught him a man’s role was to provide— and that he could only reach that point with the father’s blessing. he never earned that from mr. ferrara, and after years of dating elena, he convinced himself he was never going to. “i just don’t think they understand, and i’m not sure you do either.” he admitted and placed his hands on his hips as if bracing himself for his next confession. “i want to be with you, elena. but i don’t know how. i don’t have the world to give you. i live in a shitty apartment, and i barely make enough to cover my bills. i can’t afford the dates and the gifts. i can’t afford to take a shift off either. i might have to pick up another job on the weekends just to keep my water on. that’s the reality. i can’t put all of that on you.”

          "before you say anything, go look in the fridge. bottom shelf. i saved you the last slice of pizza. the last one! because i'm a good person and i love you more than carbs, which is saying something because carbs are like… my whole thing."

◟ ✶ minji could hardly contain her excitement. she had been working hard lately, taking extra shifts at the shop just to help nyeleti make ends meet. coming home to a carb-filled meal was exactly what she needed to keep her spirits up. "the last one? are you sure?" minji beamed, eyes trailing down to the pizza. "how about we share it?"

THE O.C. | S01E01 "Premiere"

JENNIFER'S BODY // (2009) — dir. karyn kusama

CONCHITA CLOSSON ↴ The Buccaneers | Women or Wives ( 1.02 )

ONE OF THEM DAYS (2025) SZA as Alyssa, dir. Lawrence Lamont

"being utterly impulsive and irresponsible? nah that's just a me trait sadly. sorry you got the bad apple."

◟ ✶ “irresponsible and impulsive is not what i signed up for when i agreed to letting you teach me how to surf. are you trying to set me up?”

minhee finds her gaze drifting over to the other every so often as they both apply their makeup. she wasn't blind and could easily admit that they other was beautiful. she almost frowns as she finds herself comparing their looks. it's a nasty habit she's trying to get out of so instead she turns to the other. "how do you always get your makeup to look so flawless? please teach me." if her words didn't work, minhee wasn't afraid to whip out the puppy dog eyes.

she shook her head and pushed away those thoughts for now. her finger tucks her hair behind her ears, debby ryan style. “oh you’re making me blush,” maliah muses, and swats her hand in light hearted dismissal. “you’re being too hard on yourself. you’re too hot for that. but if you want some glitter spray in your hair, i will help with that.”

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🎸⚡ —— "We are not sweet. We are rough, we're the bane of this town's existence. There are old biddies that go to church that look at us and go the opposite direction if they aren't talking about getting us saved. We're not sweet." But he went to pick up his coffee, take a bit sip, whipped cream and marshmallows be damned — though it was nicer cup of coffee he's had in years but never mind that! — wiping his mouth with the sleeve of his shirt. Cupping his hands over the mug, he took a deep breath. "...but that speaks more to the people in this small ass town that wet their panties and not in the fun way, over anything..." He tried to find the word, head swaying side to side trying to find it, "Let's just say....different." He gave a shrug, "But just because we're nerds doesn't mean we're sweet, okay?" Okay, well, maybe Dustin could be in that category, if he thought about it for a moment. "...most of us aren't. And shows what you know. I was gonna leave a tip, anyway. We ain't sweet, but, we're not assholes and that's double for me, personally. Most of the time."

“and what about that actual band of yours? corroded coffin? hm?” she tilted her head. “don’t be surprised. i get around. well, word of mouth, but you get my point. you thinkin’ about makin’ your way out of hawkins after you graduate? these folks here might not appreciate your sound, but if you get deeper into the city . . . you’ll find yourselves on a plane to stardom.” she swatted her hand a bit. “psh. those church ladies? all those weasels at hawkins high? they don’t know what’s good for ’em. bless their hearts, they think a leather jacket means you worship the devil and eat babies for breakfast.” she shook her head, lips curling. “rough boys don’t order marshmallows.”