#girl with a pearl earring film

[whiteleviathan]

- "Girl with a pearl earring" by artist Johannes Vermeer on the left

- A frame of actress Mia Goth from the set of "X" movie on the right

[forest-enchantress]

Here is a #26 gifs of Scarlett Johansson in Girl With A Pearl Earring. All of these gifs were made by me from scratch, so do not redistribute or claim them as your own. If using, please give this a like and reblog!

[4h20art]

"KILL BILL Vol.3"

[yeuxxsansvisage]

Girl with a Pearl Earring, 2003. Peter Webber. Eduardo Serra.

[cillixn]

Cillian looks like if a keebler elf was sexy

fuck i—- 🫢 you’re kinda right ???? oh my god i hate that this is actually valid

[orchideennacht]

Girl with a Pearl Earring (2003)

[krinskrans]

Girl without a pearl earring but with a hat instead

[b00tyliciousbabe]

waves

pairing: surfer!bf x THICC!male reader

summary: oh, how i need a tall, curly headed goofball…

notes: HOPE MY LOVELIES ARE DOING WELL. trying to get through my requests, but this was a personal one of mine. slowly but surely y’all! as summer is coming to an end, it was SO necessary for me to feed my hot girl delusions at least a couple more times. also, enjoy the new style i have been experimenting with!

song rec: they. - diamonds and pearls

album rec: sabrina carpenter - short n sweet (my girl sabz ate so hard with this project, i just wish it was released in early aug so she could’ve rly CONQUERED summer 2024) THEE POP PRINCESS!

brief background:

your boyfriend was raised with a silver spoon; he’d never had to work a day in his life and everything he ever wanted, he got. well, everything except you. throwing money to impress people had worked on all of his other childhood crushes, but not you, which made him all the more determined to prove to you he wasn’t just some fuck boi the media painted him out to be. his family owned the richest resort in the carribean, and had hotels in every mega city worldwide. but wherever they travelled to, your man was never too far from a beach. call it fate, but the sea would always lead you back to him. it was where he first laid eyes on you; reading a very lengthy novel as you laid on the sand, watching your friends play in the water. after their surf practice, your mutual friends introduced the two of you and you were SMITTEN - but you couldn’t show your interest too soon. he too was whipped, and didn’t take nearly as much effort to hide it, practically drooling whilst staring at you. his mates would constantly ridicule him for his dazed expression around you, and he could never hear the end of the new nickname ‘bambi boy’ you gave him because he looked so cute when he was flustered. after weeks of regular conversation and a couple walks on the beach, he officially asked to be your boyfriend and you said yes.

when it came to finally introducing you to his family, they loved you almost as much as he did. he was the youngest of six and so he got the privilege of this. his parents especially were wishing y’all would stay together. they believed you were the perfect match for their goofball of a son.

core memory sfw:

the first time he said ‘i love you’ with TRUE meaning; you were always worried that you were just one fuck away from being forgotten, but your man made sure to constantly affirm his love for you. he brought you the biggest bouquet of your favourite flowers, and stood outside in the pouring rain, playing a mixtape he’d made for you. it was genuinely a scene out of a film, he was your knight in shining armour (a hawaiian shirt and matching shorts) and it was then that you knew that you guys were endgame.

core memory nsfw:

to say your bf loves your body is an understatement. the way he’s hooked on your body, some might say it’s borderline unhealthy. he’s so handy and keeps his hands on your ass all the time. whether it’s a spank, watching it jiggle as you walk away from him, or a full on grip as his pulls you onto his dick, he’s a man that would gladly die between your cheeks. one time during dinner you wore a wrap skirt paired with a tank top, paired with a thong that was peeping out enough to make your man’s eyes pop out of his head like a cartoon character. as his jaw dropped, practically salivating at the sight of your body moving closer to him, you picked it up and giggled, stroking his chin endearingly. for the entire meal he was practically sat right next to you, breathing in your luscious skin. ‘boy, you better calm down, we have company.’ you giggled. ‘fuck bby, how can you say that when you look good enough for me to eat?’ he whispered into your ear, trying not to bring too much attention. before you knew it you were face down, ass up and your thong was pulled to the side, as he used it as a pseudo leash keeping your pussy bouncing on his cock.

your favourite thing about him: his oddball nature.

as much as it can annoy you that he’s always cracking jokes, leaving no room for respite, your bf never fails to bring joy to your life. as the life of the party he’s always bringing that much needed energy to the dull world of his mostly corporate family. whether it be seeing you hollering at some unhinged thing he’d said, or watching him (ironically) fuck the smile onto your lips, you can tell that comedy is who he is, and you wouldn’t change your weirdo for anything.

his favourite thing about you: how artistic you are.

almost impossibly, it makes your boyfriend fall in love with you even more seeing your creativity flourish. you’re always making him jewellery out of the shells and stones you find. he loves to wear them, it gets you going when you see the necklace you made for him swing back and forth as he fucks into you. or when you feel the cold of his rings and bracelet on your waist as he holds you in position to fuck you even harder. he’s so proud of you.

his insta post: mostly just him showing off his good looks (we love a cocky man around here) and his beach flix.

surfer!bf my face is his favourite seat.

y/n: that big dick is a very close second though.

tinashe replied: @y/n, you a nasty girl fr.

sabrinacarpenter replied: @y/n girl, need you on that bed chem remix. about to do some damage…in a good way x

your insta post: almost always pictures of your creations; you like to keep your relationship with him private, that’s YOUR man, and you can get very possessive.

y/n feel free to add to your pinterest boards.

surfer!bf: baby you’re so talented 🩵

viviennewestwood: so excited to see your next collection!

surfer!bf: i love you.

y/n replied: @surfer!bf aw, i love you too babes!

plans for the future!

being with one of the greatest surfers in the world, definitely came with some amazing perks.

marriage:

oh, he’s 100% thought about it, and would definitely be the one to propose. the free spirit in him doesn’t need a piece of paper to prove that he loves you, truly. But would totally be your husband if you let him x

children:

your surfer!bf ABSOLUTELY WANTS TO HAVE A FAMILY WITH YOU! sees himself as the best father and y’all would have the cutest kids ever.

tag list:

@gayaristocrat

@multireese

@malereadermaniac

@lysanderplume

@ghostking4m

[starkeyisthelastname]

can you do some more drew smut 🫢❤️

you just write him so goooood 😩

thank you baby! i got you! 💖 because a lil quick morning sesh with Drew. 😩

If he wasn’t working on a project, filming or there wasn’t an event he needed to go to, he wanted to have you close. He already missed you when he was gone as couldn’t always go with him everywhere. He had gone to an event the night before and was still sound asleep this morning, his long limbs sprawled out across the bed, as you carefully opened one of the dresser drawers.

Just as you reached your hand in to pull out one of his t-shirts to slip on, you heard Drew’s incredibly sexy morning voice. “Come here sweet girl.” His low voice drawled out, raspier than usual and making your insides flutter with warmth. You turned around, his naked body slowly being revealed as the sheet slipped down his toned physique. His thick morning wood was evident, making you bite your lip as his large hands reached out for you to pull you on top of him.

“What are you doing?” He asked, his hands running along your bare waist as your own fingers came across to run across the growing scruff along his strong jawline. He had just opened his eyes and was still the most sexiest, most beautiful man you had ever laid eyes on.

“Was just gonna make some breakfast, I was hungry.” You said with a cute laugh, which was contagious enough for his dimples to shine through right back. He then hummed, blue irises raking over your naked frame and back up to your face. “Hungry, huh? Well how about this, I’ll help you make breakfast, if you please let me fill that sweet hole up first.” His voice almost in a whisper.

How could you say no to that? With a nod, you bit your lower lip and lifted your hips up a little so that you could slowly slide down onto him. He was so big, stretching you out in all the right places. “You feel so fucking good Drew!” You whimpered, throwing your head back a little.

Drew let out a delicious groan, your slick cunt wrapping around him tightly. He watched with hooded eyes as you leaned back a little so that you could begin to bounce on top of him. It was quite the sight to see and only fueled his fire even more. “Yeah, you like that baby?” His voice hoarse as his thumb came down to rub your clit.

You knew you weren’t going to last long in his position, especially with him now rubbing your pearl. Your beautiful moans rang throughout the room, crying out his name every time you came back down. You nodded, needing him closer which left you clinging onto the chain around his neck as he began thrusting up into you. “Fucking love it so much, I’m gonna make a mess!” You mumbled, your head now in the crook of his neck.

Drew’s breaths were heavy in your ear, a string of curses and dirty words leaving his mouth as he drilled up into you at a heavy pace. “Make a mess on that fucking cock my sweet love, I’m so close to filling your pretty hole up.” He grunted.

The feeling of your cunt clenching was all the confirmation he needed for him to let go and fill you with his seed. The both of you moaning each other’s names, as you clung to one another in the most hot and loving way, climaxing together after a quick yet messy morning session.

[stardust-swan]

The Kind of Girl I Want To Be

Buys herself pink peonies and roses

Wears scents like Parfums De Marly Delina and Oriana, Miss Dior, YSL Paris, Prada Candy, Mon Guerlain and Chanel Chance Eau Tendre (she sprays it in the morning, after showers, and before going to bed)

Bakes heart shaped sugar cookies and macarons

Spends rainy days sipping rose tea from floral china while reading beautifully bound classic novels

Has a bookshelf filled with first edition poetry books, gilded editions of fairytale books, volumes of the Little Books of Fashion series, leatherbound classics, and Harlequin romance novels

Drinks peppermint tea in the morning and camomile tea at night

Sleeps on pink silk sheets and has a satin kimono robe

Plays Brigitte Bardot, classical music, and soft jazz in the background

Takes ballates or yogalates classes

Plays the violin or cello

Watches Audrey Hepburn and Anna Karina films

Adds sweet almond oil and rose bath tea to her vanilla bubble bath

Has a seasonal pass to the ballet and regularly visits the theatre, old bookshops, botanical gardens, and art galleries

Keeps things like French Girl lip tints/Glossier lip balms/Too Faced lip glosses, a hand mirror, a comb, some bonbons, a book, a rollerball of perfume, hand cream, a piece of rose quartz, a scrunchie, a nail file, spray on SPF and bubblegum in her bag at all times

Is always up to date with Fashion Week

Writes in her diary daily in swirly writing using coloured gel pens, pressing flowers between the pages and spraying perfume samples on it

Lights Yankee Candle Fresh Cut Roses or Rainbow Cookie, keeps soap and lavender in her wardrobe, and has vanilla diffusers around the house

Lives in a cosy home filled with beautiful things, like paintings by local artists, lots of cushions and throws, soft lighting from salt lamps and fairy lights, potted herbs and succulents, vintage vases filled with floral arrangements, DIY macramé and embroidery projects, a bowl of different crystals, signature Barbies on a shelf, rattan furniture, fluffy towels in white, pink, baby blue, and lavender, pink Dove or rose Roger et Gallet soap and Jurlique rose hand cream on the bathroom sink, pictures of her loved ones in antique frames, floral patterns everywhere, antique mirrors, and beautiful porcelain teasets

Goes to French cafés to enjoy a vanilla oat latte with a millefeuille or almond croissant

Always wears diamond or pearl earrings (often paired with a charm bracelet or gold heart locket)

Enjoys rosé wine, champagne, and strawberry daiquiris at lunchtime occasionally

Snacks on strawberries, sugared almonds, dried fruit and nuts, and Turkish Delight

Applies powder, rosy blush, lipgloss, and puts ribbons in her hair at her vanity table, which is decorated with a ballerina music box, vintage perfume bottles, and trinkets shaped like swans, angels and shepherdesses

Has her morning and evening routines down pat: waking up to melodic music, opening the windows, making the bed, doing gentle yoga, simple skincare, getting dressed, applying makeup, and eating a simple but delicious breakfast in the morning, and having a warm shower, doing more decadent skincare, putting on comfy cotton or satin pyjamas, journalling, enjoying a calming cup of herbal tea, reading, looking out the window at the moon, and falling asleep to relaxing sounds like ocean waves, gentle rainfall, and white noise at night. Her life runs like clockwork.

Is gentle, sweet, romantic, and full of love to give

[sadesluvr]

Opposites Attract

You’re a self-obsessed sorority girl. He’s an enigmatic film freak. What more is there to say? (Mickey Altieri x Reader)

A/N: My first full Mickey fic! It’s loosely based off of my headcanons (linked HERE), but ofc it's not necessary to read first :) I LOVE him and this has been in the works for a while, so I hope you enjoy it! He is Ghostface in this, but it's only alluded to… 

Word count: 2.7K 

Tags: SMUT / Enemies to lovers / Oral sex, fem receiving / Flirting + Sexual tension / Safe sex! / Doggystyle / Spanking / Light choking + Asphyxiation / Allusions to murder / Relationship goals, kinda 

You and Mickey Altieri couldn’t have been more different. He was a ‘Tarantino obsessed film freak’ from a seemingly regular (if not a little shady) background with a small group of friends. You, on the other hand, were a peppy architecture student; one of the top girls in your sorority from a rich family with a lawyer father. 

In theory, nothing about the two of you should work - Mickey thought that ‘people like you’ were phoney and self-obsessed, whilst guys like Mickey were essentially ‘nothing but trouble’. Still, it didn’t stop the two of you from being ‘frenemies’, even to the point of culminating in a secret relationship.

Even though you absolutely despised each other, there was something intoxicating about how you’d bicker; how Mickey would roll his eyes and smirk whilst you would get frustrated and brush him off, annoyed yet giddy on how you got under each other's skin. 

This was one of those times. 

You’d smuggled Mickey into your room as the two of you were off to join your respective friends at a party. He claimed he ‘hated’ being around posters of boy bands and unnecessary anthropomorphic stuffed toys, but there was something in his intense, greedy stare as he watched you preen and accessorise that told you otherwise. Of course you knew he wanted you. You wanted him too, but you refused to give him anymore gratification outside of that one night —

“Pink is so not your colour,” he scoffed, shaking his head as you fixed your bolero.

“Unfortunately for you, Mickey, I don’t care about your opinion,” you said sweetly, and you could hear him mutter under his breath. You always loved to get the last word.

“I prefer the baby blue,” he continued. “It brings out the pearls,”

You shrugged him off, fixing the string of beads around your neck. Everyone in Windsor knew that pearls were your signature accessory; the fragile beads sat elegantly around the base of your neck year round, as if you were a regular Jackie-O. Mickey always teased you for wearing them (like he did with practically everything else), but he couldn’t deny how beautiful they looked on you. There was certainly something to be said in the contrast of you; the  ‘righteous, innocent’ being, just like your necklace signified, being with him, a guy with a deep, dark pastime. He wondered what the pretty jewels would look like covered in blood; not necessarily yours (at first), staining the priceless material for good so that they were forever soiled. Your daddy would probably flip.

Good. He hated lawyers.

“…Why do you need to wear pearls anyway?” Mickey said, his voice low as he got up from where he was sitting, stalking over to join you at your dresser. “This is a college mixer, not Breakfast at Tiffany’s,” he finished, eyes locked on yours through the mirror as he stood behind you, his hands placed firmly on your waist as his fingertips threatened to travel elsewhere, likely towards your ass. 

“Because they’re pretty,” you said quickly, gathering yourself as you pushed him off slightly, spinning to face him as you leaned against the surface. “Daddy got them for me on my sixteenth birthday. I love him…” you finished wistfully.

“You love the things he gives you,”

“No. I love him,” you insisted, rolling your eyes as you clipped in your earrings. “He’s a very hardworking man, putting freaks and freeloaders like you in jail,” you said pointedly.

Mickey scoffed.

“I’m a freak now, hm?” he mused, leaning over you. He was tall, and you could feel his breath on your neck, lips grazing the sensitive skin ever so slightly. “Then why are you with me?”

“Obviously due to some kind of terrible head trauma,”

Mickey rolled his eyes for what felt like the billionth time that night, instead focusing his attention on your neck; his canines brushing against your collarbone as he nipped at you, his love bites turning into soft kisses. You fought your hardest not to fall apart under his touch as he pulled you into him, hands exploring your waist and thighs as you felt his hardening cock against your ass. His cologne; though likely nothing more than retail store bought, was intoxicating, and you forced yourself not to lose yourself into his touch. There was just something about him that was insatiable…

It certainly helped that he was a little dangerous.

Sighing, you pushed him off you to face him yet again, fixing your clothes as you flashed him a sultry look.

“How do I look?”

He paused, eyes raking you up and down.

“...Like a girl with a stick up her ass and a cock in her mou —“

“Don’t say that!” You cut him off, slapping his chest lightly before you picked up your bag.

“What?” He snorted. “That ‘Daddy’s Little Princess’ facade doesn’t fool me. You’re a slut,”

“I am not!”

“Are too,” he retorted, following you like a chihuahua. “Don’t you remember that night at the Halloween party? You were in that slutty little cat costume and you were very generous to me under the stairs —“

There was a distinct smugness in his voice, and it took you right back to the hazy-liquor induced moment; from the sloppy kiss that had united the two of you, to the cool metal of his belt on your hands as you undid his trousers, and the salty taste of his cum as he held your head to his base. A beautiful moment, yes, but one you’d agreed to never speak of again.

“And here you are hoping for round two,” you sighed sarcastically, pouting your lips and patting his cheeks affectionately. “Give it up Mickey, it’s never gonna happen,”

“Your call, Princess,” he shrugged, walking to your door and beginning to open it. “Just try not to go all ‘Single White Female’ on me when one of your little sorority sisters wants it more,”

You froze. You never considered yourself to be the stereotypical jealous girl, but as a spoiled only child you were definitely not used to sharing. Katie Lewman was one of the girls in your sorority who you knew had a definitive crush on Mickey, and had even gone as far as trying (and possibly succeeding) to hook up with him. You knew she couldn’t compare to you in the slightest, but Mickey was definitely a player and would sleep with someone if he pleased…Or to get under your skin. 

Mickey’s smirk was visible from the corner of your eye, and you slowly pushed the door back in, making sure it was locked.

You frowned.

“I hate you, you know that?”

Your lips were on each other’s in an instant, with Mickey pulling you in hungrily by your neck, barely giving you any time to breathe.

“I know…” he grumbled, voice broken as he came up for air. His gaze was focused intently on your lips, and his beautiful eyes made contact with your own, taking a moment to ogle your body.“ ‘Drives me crazy…”

Your hands found the sides of his slender waist, drawing him in closer so that you could feel his wanting cock against the thin material of your dress. Given that he wasn’t the typical ‘submissive’ guy, you were surprised when he teased you back, beginning to stumble back towards your bed.

Still kissing, you landed on top of him, and he wasted no time in assuming his position above you, hands pinned to either side of your body as he held your lower half in place with your own. He stopped and cocked his head at you, admiring the way your chest heaved and your eyes were wide. Apparently he could still surprise you.

Good to know.

You propped yourself up on your elbows, watching as Mickey began to strip. It was undoubtedly a godly sight, but you hated the way he made your pussy ache and stomach flutter with the smallest of movements.

“Why do we keep doing this?” you whined, and he grinned, baring his teeth as he stalked over you, taking your jaw in between his hands as he angled your head to stare at him. 

You always looked so pretty beneath him.

“I like the chase,” he uttered, and you began to make out once again, this time with you peeling off your bolero, and hiking up your dress so that it sat by your knees, unsure of how exactly he was going to take you. Mickey was a natural freak, and was always down to experiment when it came to sex…It was one of the many reasons why you liked him.

“Keep the dress on,” he whispered in your ear, nudging you so that you lay flat on your stomach. “Get that pretty ass in the air…” he finished, leaving a love bite on your neck before he pulled away, rubbing his hands along the curve of your spine, teasing you with what was to come. 

SLAP! A red, stingy feeling ran through your lower half, legs peppering with goosebumps as the sensation settled in. Eyebrows furrowed, you gasped and turned to Mickey, who only gave you a shit-eating grin in response.

“Ass. Up.” 

“You assho—“

SLAP!

“Ass. Up.” He repeated simply, staring at you knowingly. Glaring, you hiked your ass up in the air and he assumed the position behind you, pulling the material up over your thighs to rest on your waist. The thin material of your panties left your hot, aching cunt exposed to the cool air of the room, a sensation that was soon replaced with Mickey’s tongue.

He had quite literally buried his face in your ass; hands spreading your asscheeks apart as he delved into your folds, tongue lapping eagerly at your folds as he explored your pussy. You gasped, beginning to moan as you bunched the bedsheets up in your fists, subtly trying to fuck his face back, causing him to stick his face deeper into you.

You could practically see his smile from behind.

“Little Miss Sorority likes having her pussy eaten, hm? What would a girl like you know about giving?” he sneered, spreading your right cheek further and massaging the skin in his hands as the other remained firmly in position. 

“S-Shut up —“ you whined, balancing yourself on one hand as you tried to pull him in, desperate for some release as he found your clit.

“Nuh-Uh, Princess,” he smirked, swatting your hand away. “You don’t get to touch me,”

You groaned and resumed your wringing of the sheets whilst Mickey revelled in your audible pleasure, adding to your stimulation as he stuck his middle and index finger inside you, beginning to move them in and out. Your juices coated him instantly, and he took a moment to lick them up, savouring the unique taste.

He had to have you.

Retracting his face from your privates, he smacked your ass again, admiring how it immediately warmed in his hands.

“…Why’d you stop?” you whined, pouting your lips.

“Because I’m gonna fuck you,” he responded, taking out his cock and stroking it languidly. It was just how you remembered; peachy with a good five and a half inches in length. “This is real life, Princess, we don’t always get everything we want…” he admonished, beginning to line himself up with your entrance. His tip teased your cunt, head smearing dots of precum along your lips, threatening to penetrate.

As much as you needed it, you couldn’t let him win.

“Speaking of not getting what we want…You better wrap your shit up,”

Mickey pulled away and scoffed, his shoulders slumping in annoyance.

“Come on, Princess…” he said knowingly. “You know it doesn’t feel the same…”

You hummed in amusement, beginning to push down your skirt and gather yourself together when you heard Mickey groan, a weight slowly lifting off of the bed as he made his way over to your dresser.

“You are such a spoiled brat,”

“Then come over here and teach me a lesson,”

He slid the condom on in a quick motion and made his way back over to the bed, grabbing your neck as he kissed you, arching your back in the process. The pressure pushed the pearls of your necklace deeper into your skin, a telling reminder of who you were. Social hierarchy may have technically been dead, but the Romeo and Juliet romance would forever thrive.

With a spank of your ass, he wasted no time in entering you from behind, barely giving you time to adjust. As he began to move, you heard him mumble to himself, hands holding onto your hips as he focused on daggering you, your tight walls stretching perfectly over his cock. 

“What’d I say?” Mickey teased, another hand coming down on your ass as he watched your skin slap against his. “Doggystyle. Classic slutty position…What would Daddy think if he saw you now?”

“Fuck…” you whispered, grasping the edge of the bed as your legs tingled from the pressure and your back was being stretched out perfectly. Mickey always ran his mouth. Always. But he was so fucking good at it.

“M-Mick —-“

“That’s it, Princess. Say my name…I want the whole fucking house to hear—“ he growled, utterly feral at the way you moaned and whined for him, to the point of you being speechless. He ran his hands from the curve of your spine and up to the back of your neck, smirking to himself as he forced your face into the duvet, bringing your ass higher into the air.

His fingers played with your pearls, hooking them under his middle and index finger and tugging on them, causing the hard beads to press against your windpipe. He could’ve fucking choked you to death right there and then, and subsequently drowned himself in your screams and moans of pleasure and pain before indulging in your tight, wet cunt; burying himself to the hilt as he’d come. Sex with a condom just wasn’t the same. 

The skin of your ass bounced against his thighs, every bit of contact driving him to thrust deeper, wanting to hit the deepest parts of your core. He let go of your neck, snickering to himself as he heard you let out a desperate gasp for air, and began to rub your pussy as he fucked into you.

“ ‘Can’t believe you’re this wet for me,” he sneered. “Hm, if only you could see yourself!To think, this is one of the rare times I don’t have my cam…”

Your cunt clenched at the idea, and he let out a throaty chuckle. Mickey carried his camcorder everywhere; and the idea of immortalising your illicit affair on a tape filled with your sleazy, steamy antics was enough to send you over the edge. If it ever got out, you’d probably be kicked out of the sorority…Maybe even college. Whilst your father would certainly hate the infamy, there was no doubt Mickey would love them fame.

Mickey groaned as you came around his cock, your walls tightening as he began to reach his own release. Desperately wishing it were your raw pussy, he shot a healthy load of cum into the condom. His grip on your ass tightened as you teased him, grinding your hips against his pelvis so that his slowly softening cock revelled in the wet, spongy sensation.

After a few moments he pulled out of you, placing his hands on his thighs as he admired your aching, satisfied cunt. Smirking, he slapped your ass a final time before collapsing next to you, stroking your pearls and kissing you. This one was slightly different - sloppy, yet gentle. Affectionate, even.

“Whaddya say we stay in tonight, hm?” Mickey perked up, staring at your ceiling. “I’m not going to a party with this —“ he looked down at himself, “— On my dick. How about we rent a movie and get pizza…?”

Cocking an eyebrow, you turned to look at the brunette curiously, propping yourself up on your elbows. It wasn’t explicit, but you knew that this was Mickey’s way of asking you for a date - And to be fair it didn’t even bother you. You were the life of the party, it was likely that it’d be boring without you.

“Sure,” you smirked. “But I am so not paying!”

[astonmartinii]

final(ly) girl | pierre gasly instagram au

pairing: pierre gasly x actress!reader

pierre has been hinting at a relationship for a while, leaving everyone theorising to who it was. no one would expect that f1 posterboy would be with the hollywood final girl and scream queen. 

pierregasly 

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pierregasly weekends off with you. 

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charles_leclerc are we not bored of the soft launch yet 

pierregasly just cause you can’t control yourself around your phone when drunk... 

danielricciardo pierre gaslyyyyyyyyyyy when do we get to meet the mystery woman? 

pierregasly soon soon honey badger, she’s just as busy as us unfortunately 

lovelygasly is it actually going to be someone we know? 

gasly10 we all know it’s going to be some random influencer 

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yourusername a slasher a day keeps the doctor away. pearl is out nationwide this weekend. be there or be square. 

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pierregasly i’ll take an axe in the face from you any day 

f1fan10 PIERRE WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE??? 

anyataylorjoy love love love you, can’t wait to see it 

likedbypierre10 pierre’s comment is so weird for a guy with a gf 

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pierregasly suited and booted for the premier of pearl, super excited, horror has always been my genre 

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f1fan324 wait ocon didn’t go? so like this is a personal thing not a team thing? 

gasman10 hmmmmmmm isn’t that the film with the girl whose post he commented on recently? 

pierrespanda yes it is !!!!! maybe she’s the mystery woman? 

pierresgirl i don’t think she’s his type 

yourusername thank you for coming pierre :) 

pierregasly my pleasure 

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[caption: always stealing her attention away from me] 

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[caption: finally a day off set] 

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f1 hold your ears, there’s a scream queen in the paddock! pearl’s y/n y/ln came down to watch the race in monza, giving the tifosi a run for their money. 

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pierregasly <33333 

likedbygasly WHATTTTTT ^^^^ 

danielricciardo can we get early access @yourusername 

f1fan34 the fact she got so excited meeting crofty and ted kravitz made me so happy that some of the people who get to go to races actually love the sport 

prettypierre did yall see that she stayed in the alpha tauri garage? maybe the rumours are true  

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pierregasly oh my fucking god!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! i can’t describe how this feels after all this time. thank you so much to alpha tauri, to my family, friends and the love of my life. it’s crazy how life works like that, finally achieving my dreams the first weekend you come. thank you all for everything 

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yourusername i’m so so so proud of you pierre!!! there’s no one who deserves this more than you, i’m so thankful that i was there to experience it with you. 

pierregasly i love you so much can you come to every race? 

charles_leclerc CONGRATS PEAR 

lewishamilton congrats pierre!! 

gorgeousgasly the fact that y/n was there to see pierre’s first win - i’m emotional 

yukitsunoda0511 congrats pierre, but the most important thing is FINALLY YOU POSTED Y/N 

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yourusername love you forever racewinner 

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pierregasly slasher queen has a heart of gold 

yourusername cheesy as fuck but i’ll let you get away with it 

f1fan77 new favourite wag 

f1girly66 never thought i’d see the day where we had a final girl wag, my inner horror fan is screaming 

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"of course i order too many hats and too many dresses and too many everything – but i want them" - camille, 1936, dir. george cukor

wanted to make an old film star :) cc links and creator tags under the cut!

check my resources page and genetics tag for genetics

multiple : twisted-cat's basics please eyeshadow / mlyssimblr's sybil rolled updo / zurkdesign's medium pulled up curls / chere-indolente's clara lipstick / chere-indolente's half-moon long almond nails / rusty's jackie gloves / waxesnostalgic's cuban heel mary janes

everyday / house : gilded-ghosts' deco darling dress

going out #1 : sorrowsims c'est nuit beret / twentiethcenturysims' viola dress / pickypikachu's beaky booties

going out #2 : waxesnostalgic's alpine style fedora / nolan-sims' retro blouse / satterlly's betty pants

formal : rusty's elegant wavy hair / christopher067's opulent earrings / pepperoni-puffin's claudia gown / ice-creamforbreakfast's miss scarlet gloves / serenity-cc's lissa shoes

athletic : anoherm's tea dress

undergarments : serenity-cc's celia bra / raindropsoncowplants’ simtimates add-on silk lace shorts

sleepwear : satterlly's alicia dress

party : simandy's mousse hair / renorasims' pearls for our girls with amulet / historysims4's samedi soir / sentate's olivia gloves

beach : blahberry-pancake's tilda hat / nords-sims' scientists glasses / dzifasims' beach pajamas

swimwear : waxesnostalgic's halter-top swimsuit

spring : gilded-ghosts' absolutely tilt-ilating hat + breezy blues blouse + sweet and spicy skirt / huiernxoxo's marry gloves

summer : gilded-ghosts' sweet shopgirl dress / boonstow's rosalie shoes

fall : gilded-ghosts' moderne muse + glamour gloves / simtone's oxford heels

winter : moon-simmer's aureliana cloche (rc of happylifesims' guest cloche) + hirma coat (rc of javitrulovesims' la maison blanche coat)

thank you to @twisted-cat @mlyssimblr @zurkdesign @chere-indolente @waxesnostalgic @rustys-cc @gilded-ghosts @twentiethcenturysims @pickypikachu @nolan-sims @satterlly @christopher067 @pepperoni-puffin @ice-creamforbreakfast @serenity-cc @raindropsoncowplants @simandy @renorasims @historysims4 @sentate @blahberry-pancake @nords-sims @dzifasims @huiernxoxo @simtone @moon-simmers

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TOM WILKINSON (1948-Died December 30th 2023,at 75).

British actor of film, television, and stage. He received various awards throughout his career, including a BAFTA Award, a Golden Globe, a Primetime Emmy Award and nominations for two Academy Awards.

For his role in the comedy film The Full Monty (1997) he received the BAFTA Award for Best Actor in a Supporting Role. He received two Academy Award nominations, one for Best Actor for In the Bedroom (2001) and the other for Best Supporting Actor for Michael Clayton (2007).

Some of his other notable films include In the Name of the Father (1993), Sense and Sensibility (1995), Shakespeare in Love (1998), The Patriot (2000), Girl with a Pearl Earring (2003), Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind (2004), Batman Begins (2005), Valkyrie (2008), The Best Exotic Marigold Hotel (2011), Selma (2014), The Grand Budapest Hotel (2014), and Denial (2016).

In 2009, he won a Golden Globe Award and a Primetime Emmy Award for Best Supporting Actor in a Miniseries or Film for playing Benjamin Franklin in the HBO limited series John Adams (2008).Tom Wilkinson - Wikipedia

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Scarlett Johansson as Griet in Girl with a Pearl Earring (Film, 2003).

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Okay so

I'm weird af

And I saw a post talking about like, NatM but the ppl in the paintings can get out of it and if they're not in it at the end of the night they become just paint.

AND

That made me want to make multiples ocs in NatM

That will not be evolved with the protagonists of the film

Like they'll be the little crew that hang out in he museum even if they're different af

SO

I CHOOSE THOSE PAINTINGS

The Girl With a Pearl Earring by Johannes Vermeer, painted around 1665

Vincent van Gogh's Self-portrait 1889

The Desperate Man by Gustave Courbet 1843–1845

Mona Lisa by Leonardo da Vinci 1503-1506

Self-Portrait With Thorn Necklace And Hummingbird by Frida Kahlo in 1940

Cubism Women by Pablo Picasso around the 20th century (not sure it the name of the painting tbh)

OFC I DON'T SUPPORT PABLO PICASSO'S BEHAVIOUR AND ACTIONS

Just found the idea of making a cubism art into an oc funny

Og idea post is on @imtryingandtired !