#ft. zara

[heath-morgan]

@zaraxkumar

location: the terrace

overcrowded and chaotic, the bar was the predictable bottleneck, where impatient patrons jostled for the attention of overworked bartenders. heath, however, wasn’t the waiting type. with an audacious ease that turned heads, he slipped behind the counter, bypassing the line entirely. his hands moved with precision as he reached for a tumbler, dropping a sugar cube inside, before soaking it with a few generous dashes of angostura bitters. a quick muddle, a splash of water, and he added two cubes of ice, the sound crisp against the glass. the bourbon came next, poured with steady ease until the amber liquid shimmered just beneath the rim. he finished with a slice of orange peel, twisted tight before placing it inside the glass.

“zara, here!” the man called out, his voice rising above the hum of the crowd. he leaned casually against the bar, holding the old fashioned with a confidence that suggested he’d made hundreds before. his eyes found her easily, and a grin curled his lips as she turned "what’ll ya have, darlin’? ain’t no sense waitin’ in that line when i can fix it up right here" he added, tone smooth but playful

[autumnwritcs]

closed starter for ;; @not-museing-around

When Zara didn't answer a text, Knox didn't think any of it, he attributed it to her being busy, either with the club, her clothes-making or literally anything; he didn't bother her until the next day, and once again, didn't hear back from her. Trying one last time a third day and getting the same result, Knox understood the unsaid message clearly; Zara didn't want to see him. The question was, why? He thought things were good between them, casual sex, nice conversations in between; if he was honest to himself, he liked her quite a lot but wasn't necessarily going to pursue something Zara wasn't interested in. So he settled with their regular meetings. After a whole week of silence, Knox thought of clearing the air between them in person, so he waited outside the club where she worked, leaning against his motorbike, a cigarette dangling in his fingers, he blew smoke as he saw her walking out and knowing her past with other men, Knox lifted his hands up. "I'm here in peace, just want to ask you something and then I'll leave, I promise."

[fadinglights]

continued from here, @burninhecrt

"there's  always  room  for  dresses."  it  will  always  and  forever  be  one  of  ivy's  mottos  in  life.  of  course,  being  rich  beyond  what  most  people  could  always  dream  of  and  never  having  to  worry  about  money  contributes  to  that  belief.  "you  do!  i  would  know  —  i  work  with  the  prettiest  people  wearing  the  most  beautiful  clothes."  she  isn't  only  saying  it  as  just  a  friend,  either.  nonetheless,  she  is  the  best  person  that  zara  could  have  dragged  along,  considering  that  she'll  always  be  the  best  person  to  hype  someone  up  when  they  need  it.  holding  zara  by  the  shoulders,  she  turns  the  woman  to  the  mirror.  "look,  the  colour  looks  so  good  matched  with  your  eyes.  it's  practically  made  for  you."

[b4dluck]

               ›        CLOSED  STARTER        /        @sunflowerswriting  .

               "     this  hour  was  often  noah’s  preferred  one  to  go  to  the  laundromat   —   less  people  ,  less  noise  ,  always  vacant  machines  .  more  frequently  than  not  they  found  themselves  alone  in  there  ,  calm  soaking  their  bones  ,  with  no  rush  to  do  anything  ,  silent  enough  for  them  to  sit  back  and  enjoy  whatever  their  current  read  was  under  the  steady  noise  of  the  washing  machine  .  and  maybe  ,  just  maybe  ,  that  was  the  reason  for  their  surprise  the  moment  they  entered  ,  basket  of  dirty  clothes  sharp  against  their  hip  ,  and  spotted  her  .  and  oh  ,  fuck  ,  she  was  gorgeous  ,  so  if  they  stared  for  a  bit  ,  in  silence  ,  standing  frozen  like  a  brainless  vase  of  a  human  …  then  nobody  could  blame  them  .  recovering  from  the  impression  ,  they  walked  serenely  to  their  preferred  washing  machine  ,  still  warm  from  previous  use  ,  and  they  smirked  at  the  coincidence  ,  the  gesture  growing  wider  at  the  sigh  that  received  them  when  they  opened  the  circular  door  .  unabashedly  ,  they  took  the  garment  between  right  and  forefinger  and  turned  around  with  it  in  the  air  .     "  is  this  ,  uhm  …  modest  underwear  yours  by  chance ?  "     they  inquired  ,  mockingly  ,  feigned  respect  lost  in  the  way  their  eyes  twinkled  and  their  smirk  turned  one  corner  of  their  mouth  up  .

[leonamos]

leon walks past the hospital on his way to the bar. he’s supposed to meet someone there, but he checks his phone and they just cancelled on him. “fuck, ten-minute notice? for real?” he whispers before looking up and almost bumping into zara. “oh shit, i’m sorry,” the blond chuckles and gives her shoulder a gentle squeeze, anything to touch her, “you good?” leon’s always been a fan of physical touch. especially if it involves someone as pretty as zara. “just got off the shift?” he asks. 

@findtomorrow​

[honeyedblossom]

closed starter for @ccmpletemess ( julius )

""Oh shit, I did not mean to hit send on that," Zara squealed, throwing her phone across the room in a state of panic. "How do I unsend the thing? He's going to think I'm obsessed with him, please help me?"

[zara-ivanova]

location: ravenclaw common room who: aurora byrne; @aurora-byrne

Zara was pissed she had to leave Durmstrang in her final year. And to go where? Hogwarts? Child's play. Durmstrang was where the strong went, the mysterious, the hardened wixen. She refused to let Hogwarts make her weak. She would do all she could to hold on to the values she learned there. Fuck Hogwarts.

And now she had to be chauffeured around the school by some girl in her fellow house? Ravenclaw. Psh. And this girl? Too much. Just looking at her was too much. Freckles everywhere -- never a good sign. Zara loved her alabaster skin and its perfection. Anything on it would be a catastrophe and now here comes this girl with imperfections all over her. It was bad enough that the two had to live with one another but to be taken around the school by her was sure to be a nightmare.

As the gap closed between the two girls, Zara's eyes narrowed. She wasn't going to make it easy on Aurora. -- as if she would make it easy on anyone. She just stared, saying nothing with her mouth but her eyes pierced so hard as to say fuck you loud and clear.

[belamcandas]

@alkaliineee where: dante's studio

dante's friendship with zara was not only collaborative, but also comforting. of course, dante wasn't at the same scale of fame that zara was in, but in the end, the two understood what it was like to have paparazzi stick their nose in your business, when dante thinks about how much of his personal life was leaked back then it just brings them pain. and they were tired of pain. "alright," dante hops over the couch with an expensive bottle of champagne. "i know it's a couple of days late from your release but i figured since we're here and i keep this for special occasions we might as well have a glass before we mess around the studio. or we don't have to do anything at all." dante says with a smile and shrug. music was meant to be fun, considering zara's work regime, they would understand if she just wanted rest.

[seolinah]

closed for @sunflowerswriting // this plot ft. priscilla + muse of your choice

Priscilla let out a sigh, rolling her eyes as she eventually relented. The things she was willing to do simply because it was them. She only wished that they didn't insist on dragging her along to these random events. "Alright,  okay—I'll go with you to this.  But I can’t promise there won’t be mild complaining." Another sigh left her lips. "I swear, this is the last time you convince me to go with you to one of these things."

[heath-morgan]

@zaraxkumar

location: ice skating rink

the crisp december air nipped at heath’s face as he crouched by willa, adjusting the strap of her skate for what felt like the fifth time. she bounced impatiently, her breath forming tiny clouds in the cold "you don’t need to check it again! i’m fine!” she insisted, her voice carrying the determined tone he’d grown used to. heath smirked, tugging her scarf snug around her neck before letting her go, watching as she toddled toward the rink, her arms outstretched for balance. his heart clenched as she stepped onto the ice, her small frame navigating the smooth surface with more courage than grace.

standing back near the barrier, heath stuffed his hands into his coat pockets, his gaze fixed on willa skating alongside zara’s daughter. the holiday lights reflected in his eyes as he shifted his stance, the crunch of snow under his boots grounding him "please tell me ya know how to ice skate" the man said to zara, looking at her direction briefly "ya know, just in case we need to get out there and keep up with the gals"

[autumnwritcs]

for @turkishdclights  ;; continued from HERE

As much as he liked Zara back then, Knox had a compromise to his family and to his then fiancee's. He was less rebellious then, or rather, more compliant as everyone was in a family like his. So he chose duty over the promise of love and cut things off with Zara for both their sakes and he went on, married the woman he had been promised and put Zara in the past. He had loved his wife during their time married but it had been years since they split and even more years since he last saw the woman he almost fell in love with after a few weeks. Knox smiled slightly as the mention of the biscuits and nodded. "Come in." He nodded towards reaching door.

Walking towards the entrance, he stopped in front of Zara and gave her a one-arm hug along a kiss on her forehead, no words, and then resumed his way. The walk upstairs to his apartment was silent until he closed the door behind him. "I haven't had breakfast yet, did you? Want to eat, drink something?"

[fadinglights]

continued from here, @ravegrls

minjun  has  agonised  for  days,  if  not  weeks,  over  what  to  do  moving  forward.  but  every  time  he  thinks  he's  made  up  his  mind,  the  sight  of  her  features  clouded  with  sadness  makes  him  hesitate.  here  he  stands  again,  tongue-tied  and  uncertain,  unsure  of  his  next  move.  "it's  not  your  fault  —  not  just  your  fault,  anyway."  would  it  make  it  better  if  he  places  all  the  blame  on  his  own  shoulders?  would  it  ease  her  hurt?  to  watch  as  tears  pool  in  her  eyes  makes  him  feel  like  the  worst  person  on  earth  and  maybe  he  is.  "but  something  hasn't  been  working  in  a  while,  and  deep  down,  we  both  know  this."

[ccmpletemess]

closed starter for @honeyedblossom ( sloane & zara ! )

Sloane Montgomery had never worked a day in her life. She'd never had to, past the odd modelling gig she did for kicks. However, with her parents cutting her off, and her savings desperately dwindling, her sister had very firmly told her she needed to get a job. Unlike Vivian, however, Sloane didn't have a fancy degree. Or much skills, she thought to herself bitterly. Plus, she came with a rather attractive, yet surly looking bodyguard.

Still, by some miracle, someone had hired her. Reception work she could do, used to plastering a smile on her lips and being polite to anyone --- even if sometimes it was through gritted teeth. She'd only been in the job and she was finally getting used to it. Or at least, so she thought. "Uh, shit," Escaped her lips as she pouted at the computer screen, staring blankly at it. Desperately, she glanced around, relief flooding through her as she spotted the other. "Zara! Right? Do you know how I reschedule someone's appointment again? I got shown but I haven't actually done one yet and I may have forgotten?"

[42frankee]

Sustance, Duskee & Zara Kershaw - Sweet Relief ft. Pola & Bryson by Shogun Audio https://ift.tt/12Is6j5

[autumnwritcs]

@not-museing-around

Tayana Yarkaya

[portgasdbru]

Dad!One Piece Men

how I think op men would name their children ft. law, ace, luffy, zoro, sabo, sanji, usopp, kid

part 2 with others characters

• Law

Trafalgar D. Lea

Trafalgar D. Cora

• Ace

Portgas D. Aisa

Portgas D. Ann

• Luffy

Monkey D. Arie

Monkey D. Skye

Monkey D. Luna

• Zoro

Roronoa Zion

Roronoa Zara

• Sabo

Khai

Lisa

• Sanji

Vinsmoke Louie & Vinsmoke Rosie (twins)

Vinsmoke Daisy

• Usopp

Ravi

Ruda

• Kid

Eustass Rocky

Eustass Vicky