Here Are A Few Tidbits About Her:

cammymonroe​:

“Well I don’t mind a good challenge. It’s nice to meet you though, Laurel Walker,” she replied with a little bit of a cheeky smirk with her response. She then said, “So now that we’re not total strangers, I’d like to take you up on you having asking me out. Just let me know when and where.”

“Would it be too forward if I said: my place?” Laurel giggled. “No, but I figured it could have been a while since a real sweetheart took you out. Why don’t I keep the where a surprise and the when could be: this Friday night? I can pick you up at 6?”

thomas-nakamura​:

“You know, if you spend more time walking around in a specific neighborhood, rather than relying on cars most of the time, you can actually stumble upon some pretty neat finds,” Thomas said, casually showing around a passerby. “Hole-in-the-wall restaurants, neat antique shops, you name it. You’d be surprised what kind of books you’d find in a no-name shop.”

“You’re really speaking my language,” Laurel muffled with a mouth full of soft pretzel. “I never would have seen this pretzel place next to the enchilada place if it wasn’t for you.” It was actually a lie--Laurel had been to that pretzel place plenty of time before this moment but she didn’t want Thomas to feel bad as a tour guide. When she first moved to the city, she explored Portland through every nook and cranny. It was rare that there was a hole-in-the-wall place she didn’t know about. “What about local artists? Are there ways you can stumble upon them by aimlessly wandering?”

charliethemidwife​:

It was the perfect Saturday night in Charlie’s mind. Laurel was hanging onto her side which, brought instant comfort. The band was loud, but they two always spoke closely, making sure there was never room between them. Describing what Laurel meant to Charlie was always complicated, yet when they were together it all felt so simple. “Well I of course dressed with you in mind.” Placing the woman’s hand further up her shirt, just so she could feel her bare breasts. No one ever saw these moments. Charlie hid the most intimate gestures, so that only Laurel could see and feel. All of me was dressed with you in mind.” A smirk rose on her lips as she twirled around. 

Finally, she faced the girl and placed her lips near Laurel’s ear. “The only person I will be going home with is you.” She then lightly bit the girls ear and kissed the side of her face. “Have I told you yet how much I missed you?” 

Laurel licked her lips as her fingers skittered over Charlie’s skin, smirking as she fully palmed her breast. To be desired, to be wanted--was the most sensual sensation she could experience. And no matter where she turned, she knew that Charlie would want her. Perhaps it’s why she allowed herself to stay by her side for so long. To be wanted consistently by one person was a satisfactory substitution to be desired by the right one. “I’d rather you show me than tell me.” She nuzzled her nose deeper into her neck, lips grazing Charlie’s collarbone. She wrapped her arms around her waist fully, letting her body gravitate toward the dance floor. “Dance with me,” she insisted, “Then I’ll let your body do the talking.”

thomas-nakamura​:

“Do you mean other than street artists?” Thomas asked. “Is it bad if I say I discover them all on Instagram? I follow Pace Taylor pretty closely. They graduated with a BFA a couple years before I did. And, uh…. Becca Klassey for simple paintings. Anisa Asakawa? I’m sorry. Does that make me not an authentic wanderer?”

“How does one define an authentic wanderer?” She mused, wiping away the pretzel salt on her lips with the back of her hand. “Have you created any street art?”

cammymonroe​:

Cammy looked up, mid-sip of her iced coffee and lowered her cup, shaking her head, “Oh, I don’t do scary movies. I’ve watched a few but… I honestly don’t have a favorite.”

“You don’t do scary movies?” Laurel stared at her skeptically. “You’re telling me as a world famous supermodel, no more than a few people invited you back to their place to watch a horror movie in hopes to get in your pants where you would have accepted?”

brooklynariwiles​:

F2F || Brooke and Laurel

@laureljanes​

Brooklyn glanced at herself in the mirror and smiled brightly. “I swear you never fail to make me look beautiful. This is it, this is the look I want for my photo shoot.” She said turning towards the girl. Brooke had a photoshoot coming up and she always liked having her make up done the day before, so if she wanted a different look she had time to fix it. “You think you can come with me to the shoot and recreate this? I will pay you time and half for traveling.”

Laurel would do almost anything for her favorite client, and she knew that Brooke loved her too but... time and a half for traveling? Laurel’s eyes lit up at the surreal proposition. In a normal world it would be the perfect opportunity to gain new clients interested in her aesthetician business, but how would be offer that without having to explain the under-the-table aspect of it. “Holy shit--I--” Laurel sat down, twiddling a makeup brush between her fingers. “I mean, yeah! But--don’t you have professional makeup artists that already work at the photoshoot?”

@roryalexishudson​ location: laurel, rory & mason’s apartment

“So the game goes like this: as I try to toss this piece of popcorn in your mouth, you gotta move your head around to catch it. The trick is to use your tongue.” Laurel wiggled into her spot on the couch, clad in her Snoopy pajama shorts, right beside Rory. It had only been a couple months since she moved in with her and Mason, but Rory didn’t shy away from asking Laurel to run to the grocery store for a candy bar or to refill her Arizonas--she definitely made herself at home. After all, it’s what Laurel offered her anyway. “You should be really good at this since you really know how to move that mouth,” she teased.

She refused to be bored chiefly because she wasn’t boring.

Zelda Fitzgerald (via breakingbelljar)

mirelakohler​:

“The Exorcist for sure! Or any other movie based on real facts actually. It’s not like they are my favorite at all, they just scare me the most, and at the same time those are last type of movies that I’ve watched lately”

“You know what is very surprising? That true crime documentaries aren’t considered horror movies because those are real facts anyway.”

kirby-powell​:

they cocked their head to side thinking really hard. scary movies were not kirby’s first choice thing to watch. “um… scary movie 3.” they replied with a small shrug. “it counts. i saw it in theaters and was convinced the girl from the movie was going to kill me.” 

“just because the title has the word ‘scary’ in it, doesn’t mean it’s scary. do you know what is a horror movie though? titanic. i stand by that.” laurel wasn’t that well-versed in all things horror movies. if it weren’t for liv and livvy, her knowledge would be that of an amateur. perhaps she asked simply to gather recommendations. “it was one of the ten movies my family and i watched together back in baltimore.”