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@blinditcms
#blinditcms , a multi - muse blog written & loved by dani. exclusively for hillzhqs.
𝐃𝐘𝐋𝐀𝐍 𝐑𝐀𝐈𝐍 ( oliver jackson - cohen ) : background.
𝐄𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐄 𝐆𝐔𝐑𝐒𝐄𝐋 ( ayça aysin turan ) : background.
𝐅𝐀𝐈𝐙𝐀𝐍 𝐌𝐈𝐑𝐙𝐀 ( riz ahmed ) : background.
𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐇𝐀𝐌 𝐋𝐀𝐖𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 ( matthew goode ) : background.
𝐇𝐀𝐋𝐄𝐘 𝐊𝐄𝐍𝐍𝐄𝐃𝐘 ( daisy edgar - jones ) : background.
𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐑𝐎𝐄 𝐅𝐋𝐄𝐓𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐑 - 𝐂𝐎𝐗 ( emma d'arcy ) : background.
𝐑𝐎𝐍𝐀𝐍 𝐊𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐘 ( daryl mccormack ) : background.
𝐒𝐀𝐃𝐈𝐄 𝐌𝐎𝐎𝐑𝐄 ( emma mackey ) : background.
Emma Mackey as Jacqueline de Bellefort in Death on the Nile (2022, Dir. Kenneth Branagh)
MATTHEW GOODE Silent Night (2021) dir. Camille Griffin
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DAISY EDGAR JONES © Anya Holdstock // S Moda (2022)
EMMA MACKEY Vanity Fair EE Rising Star pre-BAFTAs party on February 2nd 2023
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The earthy, slightly chemical scent that wafted in the air with each wistful squelch of her sneakers made Madeline feel most alive. There was better feeling than wadding in the balmy mist of freshly baptized asphalt expanding to accept the bounty of an unexpected shower. She missed the misfortunate forecast that could have saved her from the downpour. With hair matted to her blushed cheeks, she reveled in the familiar synergy of collision with another warm body. Her eyes brightened at the person on the receiving end of scrawny shoulder. “I don’t mind at all if you forgo asking me to carry anything. A wet box of quinoa between my pruned fingers seems less appetizing.” Maddie jogged in place for a moment before matching Haley’s stride.
“Long time, no talk. I go on a month long exile at Joshua Tree and the world seems different than I left it.”
the rain in los angeles was different than the rain in new york city. here , the rain was a welcome break from the never ending dry heat , whereas back in nyc , it either chilled you to the bone or mae the air so humid it felt like breathing through jelly. it was stifling there , and the longer she was away the more she began to loathe the city she had thought to be home. every memory she had of it was tainted and ruined. " that's fine , " she chuckled , though it came from obligation rather than actual enjoyment. " mads , can you get my keys from my back pocket though ? " she began carrying her shopping over to her car , carefully stepping over puddles that would ruin her stark white new converse. she gave her niece a quick glance , for ages having considered jordana's kids closer to siblings than what they actually were. after all , she was closer in age to them than she was to many of her actual siblings. " i've only just come back , like ... a few days ago ? you haven't missed much. " it had been ages since she'd been back in los angeles , skipping as many holidays , birthdays and even professional events she could. at first , to put some distance between the reality tv - lifestyle and herself and then because too much time had passed and matt hadn't liked it when she left. " how was joshua tree though ? "
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"you know my podcasts are usually unhinged, right? there's no turning back now, i can ask whatever i want," she says after setting up the camera and sitting down in the couch. there was still a few minutes to kill before they actually need to start, "i'm sure you're used to it now but i like to ask things that people are too afraid to."
amused grin curled around his lips. " that's what i'm counting on. i can do unhinged. " external didn't show that exactly , wearing a light blue button - up , though untucked , with the sleeves rolled up and the top button undone. faizan put his ankle on his knee and leaned back in the chair with a shrug and a wiggle of his eyebrows. " people are usually afraid to ask me what they really want to , so i'm curious what's on your mind. "
"That's exactly it though!" The pink haired protagonist excitedly attempted to pursuade his current artist. "I want you to take that theatere energy and put it into music. Make it personal—tie it into your own life." Once they reached her Tesla, he began putting her bags into the trunk. "I'm putting together a producer album." Finally explaining himself, "I'm looking for variety more than anything. I would love that broadway energy on a song or two." Always the optimist, he pulls out his phone and checks his schedule. "What are you doing right now?" He asks, then looking at her groceries. "After we bring this back to your place?"
haley had always worked through her issues with music. in her first big role , zoe murphy , she'd channeled all her feelings of feeling inferior , parents always focused on someone or something else. it worked better than therapy at times. however , that hadn't been easy. it had been emotional and difficult and her therapist had even told her to put less of herself in the character. after all that had happened recently , she wasn't sure whether channeling any of that into music was a good idea. she wanted to leave everything behind her. " i mean , i can bring the broadway energy , " she agreed , " but i don't know what kind of personal stuff you want me to channel. " she wasn't about to burn bridges with her family while they were still so heavily under construction , and everything else that had happened was off limits. curiosity winning and getting the best of her , she conceded. " i have nothing on , i guess , " haley chuckled as she closed the trunk of the car. was she about to get murdered ? maybe. but she had never been reckless in her life , and where had that gotten her ? " jump in. "
❛ and they say 𝐍𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑 meet your heroes . ❜ jessie spoke , although he didn't know who faizan was before . that wasn't anything to do with the man or his career but simply because jessie was usually too self involved to really pay much 𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 to anything that didn't involve himself . that being said , he liked what was coming out the other males mouth . there was nothing more hilarious to jessie than people outsmarting other people and laughing to themselves as everything 𝐂𝐑𝐀𝐒𝐇𝐄𝐃 and 𝐁𝐔𝐑𝐍𝐄𝐃 for the person they were quote unquote up against . ❛ a true inspiration to this generation . ❜
" no , really. i'd like to stop getting recognised by incels. " having created what he had , there were far too many incels that thought he was one of them –– just because he wasn't in any relationship. a hero of sorts , along with the likes of andrew tate , though he was always quick to shoot them down. if he had one hater , he sure as hell hoped it was an incel. he liked their money coming in though. " please tell me you've got more fun fans , like ... what do you do again ? is it like fangirls and groupies and shit ? "
Waverly hated that he was going through this, heart racing at the thought that something bad might happen now that his secret was out. For better or worse she cared for him, never wanted harm to come to him no matter how much he had hurt her, and had kept everything hush hush for that exact reason. As he seemed to notice she was there, Waverly moved closer, leaning against the now closed door of his bedroom behind him. “Is there anything I can do to help? Maybe I could release a statement supporting you?” It wasn’t much but she was at a loss of how to help him without hurting his reputation more. “Whatever I can do, even if it’s just being here right now while you work it out yourself, I’ll do it. You’re not alone in this, okay?” It was her attempt at easing some of the heartache he was going through, no matter the consequences of it later.
he really had never deserved her. as she stood there , kind words to him despite all the hurt he had caused her , it just solidified in his chest that she had always been too good for him. how he had ever dared lie to her was beyond him. his doubt that she wouldn't accept him for doing the things he needed to do to survive in this city until work came along again. " no , no ... i don't want you to get dragged into all of this , " he told her immediately , perhaps too quickly. the last thing he wanted was for her to be associated to this drama , when she was doing so well. as she stood there , and he allowed himself to really look at her , he just wanted to hold her. arms ached to wrap around her and ground himself there , but he was all too aware of the difference in their situation. would she feel obligated to return the gesture ? " you don't have to be here , you know that right ? " he asked gently , appreciation that she was there evident in his voice , but still feeling too guilty to accept it easily , " this is just the stupid consequences of my own actions , you owe me no loyalty after what i did. "
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He hadn’t seen the singer in weeks, not since he had left her high and dry on the stage they had shared. In his defence, if he was even worthy of one, it didn’t feel that bad in the moment - everyone knew him and City had been sleeping together right? But alas, the male had been tagged in more than enough clips of the moment to know he had made her look stupid when he had left her. Now she was in the same booth he would be in to record some demo stuff later and no doubt about to make his life a living hell. “Hey Sadez.”
as if losing a close friend hadn't been enough that night , then came the humiliation , and then the fire. it was like the universe had conspired against her and it had decided that all of its wrath was to be centred on her that night and ever since. the only thing that had worked to cope with it was cocaine and alcohol. just sliding a finger along her nostril as she heard the familiar voice , residue of line still lingering on the console to her left. " don't call me that , " she told him coldly. " i've still got this space for another twenty minutes. " an attempt to sound casual and uncaring , though the temperature dropped in the room with every word she spoke. " so what do i owe this visit to ? come to embarrass me some more or do you prefer to have an audience for that ? "
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“Why are you ignoring me?” The question was blunt but Mackenzie had been patient, she had let Haley lean on Jordana and Johnny, let her do her thing and still settle back in and still there was nothing from her younger sister - was this what it felt like to be Kathy? Given the way Mack had decided to simply show up, she was pretty sure that she was spot on the mark right now. “Did I do something wrong?” From a young age, Kenzie had worked hard to be the sibling that people came to, she wasn’t the oldest but she was the calm one of the bunch and she liked to think that she had control over everything in the Kennedy group so that she could protect it from the world.
legal strategy with jordana , pure chaos with johnny , covert phone calls with dad when kathy wasn't around , accidental run - in with maddie – it was all the reunification haley'd done since her return from new york. finding mack at her door ( or johnny's rather ) was an expected surprise. " i didn't ... ignore you. " lie. " i needed to just take it slow. it was nothing personal. " truth. haley stepped aside , making space for mackenzie to enter the home so they could talk , not wanting to accidentally find whatever talk they had on twitter later. haley pushed her hair behind her ears with a soft sigh , trying to find the words that would give her a valid reason for ignoring mack , but she knew that nothing was good enough. " i didn't know how you'd respond to me being back after not being here for so long and it was all just a lot so i figured i could just ... push it away for a bit. "
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watching as the white ball flew, angel was more impressed than anything else. when they had said they were horrible, he had refused to believe they were as bad as they were making out. maybe it was the athlete in him, refusing to believe that anyone could have such little co-ordination, but it looked like he was being proved wrong. bouncing down quickly to scoop up the ball angel rose a brow at them over the table. "wow, either you're really that awful or you're trying to shark me....you do know i'm good at like everything right? i can teach you if you want."
growing up where they had , running a resort with their family , emine knew how to play pool perfectly well. she'd always brought her friends home in the off - season , having the full run of the resort despite her uncle's wishes. a little annoyed that her ploy was perhaps a bit too obvious , she decided to play it up a little bit. " you can teach me ? " she asked , doing her best attempt at looking like a lost puppy without laying it on too thick. " my friends tried to teach me but i don't think it's ever worked. "
I just love this man.
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