#⁂ — ft. carmen
💚 GREEN HEART — our muses' familial relationship (Carmen)
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[ID : four pencil sketches, digitally colored, of characters from the 2019 show Carmen Sandiego.
Carmen as seen by Zack and Ivy during their first meeting in the donut shop, but she looks closer to her young appearance in VILE island : her hair goes to her shoulders, her face is rounder and she wears the coat and hat she stole from Cookie Booker. She is frowning and balling her fists as if trying to appear intimidating.
Carmen on the runway in Milan. Her hair, in a ponytail, is fluffy like her regular hair. She looks to the viewer with a cocky smile as she strikes a pose.
Julia in Rio, wearing the ACME suit with the pants instead of the skirt. She is leaning against the table where Carmen and Shadowsan were drinking coffee, looking intently at a cup.
Zack at the party in Dubai, wearing a black jacket with a complex multicolored pattern. He looks to the side with a smile. /End ID]
Some things I wish we'd seen in season 2 of Carmen Sandiego! In no particular order, a visibly younger and scruffy Carmen during her first meeting with Ivy and Zack, Carmen's Milan runway look having her fluffy hair instead of it being straightened, Julia in an ACME pantsuit instead of the skirt, and Zack wearing a more original jacket than the black one he wore in the Emirates.
(Zack's suit is from here, because I could not design something this complicated)
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@vvhimsicals gets a random starter !
muse: morgan patel . 32 . rockstar/frontman
plot: here
WHEN IT CAME TO gigs, the talent didn’t bother to have any standards when it came to the quality of the venue. there was a place they did favor, though, then it became a regular mark for performances even with the probability of being scouted for larger venues. morgan clung to the grunge and clutter of the dive bar as it not only complimented the overall aesthetic of the band but it helped him find his crowd. that was before his mind had been filled with nothing but her. call it a famous cliché, but they were polar opposites. he didn’t complain— not at least about that, but he felt strongly about her. “ i know you. that’s your ‘ I just bought something stupid and I probably don’t need it, but it’s pretty. ’ face. “ he commented with light sarcasm that leaned more on the playful side. “ what did you do? “ being as casual as he could be, he made a neat stack from the papers he held, all while concealing that a sheet of lyrics were in favor of her. “ what? did you rent a beach house on the sun or something? “ eyes slightly narrowing while he remained being playful.
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gael garcia bernal thats it thats the post
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who: @carmenhearst
where: the target closest to campus
when: post fire, but pre sam
the line at the pharmacy today was shockingly long- she guessed more people had been impacted by the fire than she thought. she kept her head buried in her phone as she walked to join the queue, one hand gripping the piece of paper that she'd been told was a prescription for an inhaler (although it just looked like chicken scratch to her - she had no idea how a pharmacist was supposed to read it). "is this the end of the line?" she asked someone standing in the vicinity of the clumpy line before she actually looked up to meet carmen's eyes. "oh. hey."
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our little yard is starting to come together tehe (thanks to my roommate soren I haven't done shit lol) there were a couple plants already growing here when we moved so we are leaving them be and soren is putting down some cardboard mulch and focusing on getting native plants out here that'll attract wildlife
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carmens night had spiraled into an dark abyss, each passing minute only adding to the weight of everything. a stinging sensation around her neck, gave away to a haunting trail of purple bruises, only telling a piece tonights story. she couldn't think past heated brimmed tears, that threatened to fall. making her way as fast as she could, to the one person who knew how to make her feel good as of late. with a million thoughts flooding her mind there was no time to call or text. trembling fist unexpectedly punded against his door, at what could be deemed sinful hours. she bounced on the balls of her feet anxiously waiting for the door to open . words failed her as the door swung open. without hesitation she surged forward, her lips meeting his faster than she could think. acrylic nails raked into his hair, as she moved forward pushing them further into his home. her lips smashed against his with a fiery intensity that churned from her gut, the flavor of her cherry gloss faint on her lips, adding a flavor to their heated kiss. in this moment, she craved him, yearned for him to erase the memories of life's cruel realities. she needed this, needed him to make her forget how shitty life could be. | @sakurapizza
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NB’s palette in the battle scene of boy and the whirlwind is quite pretty actually
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closed starter for @carmencarrillo at holy spirits - spring event
Getting drunk at brunch wasn't normally the way Yasemin would start a morning, but after one drink turned into two and the wave of emotions started to take over, more drinks had quickly followed. The sun was hardly up and already her head was spinning a bit, a state that Yasemin hadn't found herself in for quite some time. Moving her way through some of the crowd, Yas found herself a spot at the bar to sit, relieved to see that there was a familiar face already there. "Hey, Carmen. Mind if I sit with you?" she asked, head nodding gently towards the open seat, not sure if Mei was there as well or if Carmen was just saving the seat. Yas knew she looked rather worse for the wear, but did her best to mask it with a smile.
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"remember when we went exploring the city last time we were here?" leon smiles at the memory. he and carmen are sitting on the beach. a blanket between them and the sand. they've met at one of his show, years ago, and when he started touring, they usually met across the globe. "that was crazy, i've never seen so many steep-ass hills and stairs. we were wiped out that night."
@scnkissed
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closed for @divinedxsign // this plot ft. carmen + lainey
Her gaze softened, staring at the woman beside her. After spending the entire evening talking and catching up, Carmen couldn't believe they had lost touch to begin with (even if she knew exactly why she'd stopped talking to her to begin with). Still, seeing her and having fun for once had a flood of memories pouring in of their history together. "I'm really glad I showed up tonight," she murmured sheepishly. "I missed this... Missed you." Her eyes dropped to her hands in her lap for a second, the feeling of being open and vulnerable completely nerve-wracking. "I'm sorry for not staying in touch. I should have."
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ft: @carmenhearst
where: the ogden homecoming gala
"i can't believe i didn't see you all summer," charlie slid her arms around carmen's waist from behind, plopping her head on top of carmen's in a squidlike embrace. yes, she was well past drunk. "give me the highlights but don't be boring. summarize it for me in like.... one sentence. fifteen words. max."
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⊹₊⟢⋆ ― sebastián mondragon / @morsobitus (carmen)
"what do you want?" he asked his sister, raising a brow at her as they reached the front counter of his favorite coffee shop in the city. a shining grin pulled on his features as his attention turned to the cashier. "i'll have a regular dark roast coffee," he paused enough to let her take his order before continuing. "thanks gorgeous, and she'll probably have the sweetest thing on your menu." seb teased carmen, glancing in her direction as he teased her.
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starter for CARMEN ( @cherryflcvoured )
one of the columbia student libraries
*˖ ⊹ ──────── " okay, hear me out, hernandez. " elijah's voice rings through their empty end of the library discussion area, earning them both a irritated glance from the one student sitting on the other end.
folding his arms over the table, he leans into them and rests his chin against his balled up fists. his eyes are wide, and he's just shy of battling his eyelashes up at her. " we take twenty minutes, we go get sandwiches at that place just around the corner, and while we're eating we can go over the distribution of the power point slides ? "
as he sits up, he's already sliding his stuff across the table ; as though carmen has given her answer. he bows towards an imaginary audience. " hm ? hm ? yes, i know i'm a genius. no need to tell me. "
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