#yasmin / threads.

[yasminxmessina]

starter for @caelxmontgomery

location: food trucks downtown

"I hope this table is okay," Yasmin said, sitting down across from Cael. She set down a tray of food, having ordered a variety from the truck. "Also I am only a little sorry that I practically ordered one of everything so I hope you are not going to make me eat all of this alone. I couldn't decide, it all looked good." Yasmin smiled at Cael, picking up a fried pickle to plop onto her tongue.

[xhauntedchaos]

with: @inaducursehqstarters location: leaving the herb shop (french quarters)

yasmin had just left the herb shop before the lights went out . the lights turned off like a dominion effect ;; one by one before the bayou witch was left in the darkness . however , yamin had lived in new orleans all her life so she knew parts of the city like the back of her hand . " vis sera portus de la bête à moi . " she breathed , a simple spell that allowed her evergreen hues to see even during the darkest of nights . crossing the street yasmin went down the alleyway so she could take the back way home .

[swtsours-archived]

“   i   don’t   want   you   ,   but   i   hate   thinking   about   you   with   someone   else   .   ”   

[pattdork]

Has anyone read this Avatrice story yet? I wanted to share my tears with you all. I can't sleep

https://twitter.com/alltooavatrice/status/1610458288843358209?t=hVbJiYqBX04J09g9PkQnjA&s=19

[the-adas]

anyways looking at that Yasmin Benoit post where multiple separate screenshots are all of white people's qrts and only like 5 people have said the word misogynoir or noticed/known that Yasmin Benoit is Not White and in fact Black tells me y'all should really be centering Black people more, bc it seems like we're getting to the point where people completely forget Black people are Black and don't take that into account as an axis of oppression at all

[emine--yalaz]

@yasmingursels

Her fingers wrap around the ring on the necklace she wore, sitting inside her brother's gym. This was something she was slowly tending with, helping ma read over the legal work, which in reality had her going to Ayda for help. It was important that the gym kept in his name. She would have something that he left behind be a staple in their community.

Her head looks up when the door opens, a smile turning on the corners of her mouth at the sight of her friend. "Here I thought you got lost." Emine teases, closing the folder she was looking through.

"Did you happen to find that last dealer that we haven't accounted for?" It was the last one, to make sure they had all the product and then decide what to do with it.

[teaganweatherford]

𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘰𝘳 @yasminxmessina -- 𝘒𝘪𝘴𝘮𝘦𝘵 𝘏𝘢𝘳𝘣𝘰𝘳 𝘞𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘔𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘩

“I have to say, I’m not even a a white or red wine girl but I’ve been looking forward to this all day!” She smiled, clapping her hands as she looked at the plate in front of her. She’d ordered the low country boil which was thankfully enough for more than one person, which worked out in her favor since Yasmin had joined her. “You have to promise not to make fun of me though when I put this plastic bib on. I have a tendency to make a mess with these things.” She laughed as she pulled her hair back.

[scftlightz]

(✉) ➶ ｡˚  °┊ cont. here / @gcddamnvampire * made with beta

since yasmin barely had any thought that came to mind, the disconnect between her and the character caused frustration. she expected it as it is her first leading role and pressure was more than she can handle, but she wasn't a quitter. " i mean who wouldn't? your movies are cult classics! " yasmin might have a head full of air but she knows good cinema when she sees it. " i'll keep that in mind. yes, sir. " using her pointer and middle finger to salute the director with a smile that threatened her lips. the smile was more so of a dream like one as she didn't think he would agree to dinner in the first place. throwing her arms in the air with a vibrant smile she can muster, " it was nice meeting you mr. hawkins. " standing up, she stopped when she stood at a distance in front of him. standing with her hands behind her back as she couldn't contain her happiness, " can i have 5 to myself and i'll be out? it will seem like you did replace me." she giggled at the reuse of the earlier threat.

[callum-jackson]

starter for: @yasminxansari

"Welcome, step into my office." Callum leaned back in his office chair in the cushy chief of surgery office he'd been given upon his promotion a few months back. He didn't often have people here who weren't employees of the hospital so it was a little different than normal when Yasmin showed up. "I appreciate you meeting me here, my life has been so chaotic since taking this job. He admitted, rifling through the papers on his desk for Addi's school registration. She was starting middle school this fall and he'd been falling behind in making sure she had everything ready to go for her first day. Being a single dad got harder, not easier as his daughter got older. "How are you doing anyway? It's been a while since we caught up."

[dcnimdreams]

𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐍 𝐓𝐎: all 21+ muses!

𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄: yasmin cooke ( 22 , college student )

𝐏𝐋𝐎𝐓 / 𝐒𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆: utp! ( feel free to assume connections )

“okay, hear me out.” yasmin began, clasping her hands together dramatically before continuing. “say for whatever reason a movie was made about your life. who would you pick to portray you?” she asked. “personally, i would opt to just play myself because let’s face it, no one else could ever do all of this justice.”

[yasminxmessina]

starter for @aliyebalik

location: kismet harbor beach

Learning to surf was not something that Yasmin thought she'd ever partake in. However, when the class schedule came across her Facebook feed, she signed up. On a whim, wanting to do something for herself. There was something about what had happened with Cael that had her wanting to try something new. Though her instructor was at least ten years younger than her, Yasmin had grown to enjoy the company of the young woman. Their session had ended, the mid day sun beating upon them. "How about some lunch? My treat," Yasmin offered the other brunette as she towel dried off her hair.

[ofbluehues]

starter || @anoblewomxn

Make the bed. Brush hair, braid it. put a bra on Smooth out pajamas. Slippers on. Brush teeth. Double check laundry’s out in the hamper. Go downstairs. 

Yaz entered the kitchen of the Noble household, greeting Donna (her fiery-haired hostess) with a sleepy “Morning…” 

She moved towards the mug cabinet with the practiced ease of someone who had been residing in the same residence for a month, intent on making some tea and toast- hopefully with her favorite jam spread on top, provided Shaun had known to pick some up yesterday. Yaz hadn’t quite worked up the nerve to ask to add it to the shopping list. It wasn’t a necessity and she was a guest, after all - but oh. Oh. There was a fresh jar of strawberry jam. Innocently sitting in its usual spot in the cupboard; staring at her. Or maybe those were Donna’s eyes she felt, making the blood rush into her face. 

Was it bought for her? Was she allowed to use it? Surely, Shaun had bought it because someone else had asked him to pick it up- or maybe someone had just noticed the old jar was empty and nothing more. Was Donna staring? Watching her reaction? Expecting a thank you? Maybemaybemaybe-

It’s just jam, you twit. Calm down and use it. You’re twenty-three. 

So she grabbed the jar with feigned confidence, as though her thoughts hadn’t just sped up to ninety miles an hour, bumped the cupboard closed and asked, “Any plans for today?”

[swtsours-archived]

continued

he   was   right   ,   it   was   her   problem   and   perhaps   she   should’ve   thought   of   a   way   to   deal   with   it   without   having   to   involve   him   .   but   it   had   been   almost   impossible   for   her   to   get   her   mind   off   connor   ,   couldn’t   even   sleep   anymore   ,   so   she   wondered   if   maybe   he   was   going   through   the   same   .   wondered   if   he   still   thought   about   her   and   wanted   to   see   her   ,   but   clearly   she   was   wrong   about   that   .   “   i   was   upset   ,   i   didn’t   actually   mean   that   .   god   ,   we   used   to   fight   all   the   time   ,   connor   .   i   thought   maybe   my   life   would   be   easier   without   you   in   it   but   ...   ”   she   trails   off   ,   a   little   unsure   and   ashamed   .   “   i’m   not   trying   to   mess   with   your   mind   .   i’m   just   trying   to   say   that   i’m   sorry   ,   i   made   a   huge   mistake   by   letting   you   go   .   and   i   just   ...   i   wondered   if   there’s   a   part   of   you   that   still   feels   something   for   me   .   ”

[hcrexcellency]

@pclarnight ( gizella & yasmin )

"Sultana," Gizella had one goal in mind. Alliances. Friendships. Mentorships. Anyone that could teach her anything was better than nothing. They sat upon the dining table, a few moments of silence had passed chewing on fine French cuisine, before she worked up the nerve to speak, "Might I inquire as to the brilliance of your mind?"

[oflowtides]

closed starter for @oftatteredwings​ (yasmin) location: a new chapter bookstore

While she wasn’t a regular at the bookstore, Rini had stepped foot in it before - but she’d failed to remember just how short she was when it came to trying to reach things she wanted.

“Hey - would you mind giving me a hand?”  She had leaned back, waving to get Yasmin’s attention.  “Life gave me the short stick - I can’t quite reach,”

[vntagetee-a]

☾ @anakinsstuff continued from xx ☽

░  Yasmin  leaned  against  Matt  when  he  lazily  draped  his  arm  around  her,  appreciating  the  contact.  How  was  he  always  so  warm  and  toasty?  A  sigh  escaped  her  lips,  “Oh,  right  …  of  course,  you  can’t  …  how  would  you  know  that  there  aren’t  any  decorations.”  She  realized  out  loud,  feeling  like  an  idiot.  Describing  things  to  Matt  was  a  normal  thing  that  she  would  do  when  they  were  together,  but  he  was  so  self  sufficient  that  sometimes  she  forgot  that  he  was  blind.  As  dumb  as  that  sounded.  Holding  onto  him  as  they  climbed  the  stairs  in  the  building,  Yasmin  stripped  her  coat  when  Matt  lead  her  inside  his  place.  “Want  to  to  make  us  a  drink?”