ピンクバブルガム

what kind of bubblegum have you been blowing lately? wildencounters.

[bananagogh]

moodboard: neon pink

[exoticdeadflower]

[celebtxt]

you talk like you’re famous, you’re shameless. ; yusa + jax

[spacexmochis]

As she orders, he continues to stare. 

Something about the woman just doesn’t settle with him. The way she talks raises a red flag. Almost like a robot, she seems to be built for flirtation. Flirtation among impressing the rich and famous to make sure that she stays in the limelight.

Jaxon could remember a time, where he had to change his personality just to become more appealing to the public. Of course, it was much easier for him to be the way he was. It was harder to be who you were as a female, because image was the most important thing in your career. Who you associated yourself with, what you said, all reflected on you. As a male, you could say or do whatever you wanted. Hang out with whoever you wanted. Double standards in the media was a bitch, and he wasn’t blind. 

Often times, he wondered if Yusa had a personality outside of the flashing camera lights. Was she the same, or was she actually kind of warm? These things only plagued his mind when he was with her in person. He found himself wanting to get to know the real Yusa. 

Retrieving his lighter, he paused. Should he really condone that type of behavior in public? But in the same breath, did he really care that much. Lighting the tip, he whisked the flame away. Tilting his head, he took a glance down at his drink. He wondered how many he could pound before she left. Perhaps being a belligerent drunk would scare her away. But for most girls, he was ‘a troubled soul’. They didn’t understand it was a scare tactic, so it backfired. Yusa however, wasn’t that naive. 

“As you wish, princess.” He rolled his eyes then took a swig. “So whats someone like you, doing in a place like this? Were the tabloids calling?”

[celebtxt]

. : ♪ ---             princess . . . the word resonates warmth; from his whiskey, the mood, the s p a r k between them. the title, fitting; curling from his tongue, thick like honey, yet an airy weight on her shoulders. she struts, carrying herself effortlessly. and she’s wandered into a place --- a clique --- she doesn’t fit into. but yusa’s attracted to the competition, the opportunity to advertise herself.

“ were the tabloids calling? ” jaxon asks with innate sarcasm. he’s a tease, though a different breed than the pink-haired celebrity. she’s met her match, it seems --- counterpart or adversary? as he casts a flame from his lighter, yusa examines him from veiling lashes, eyes glittering the way they do when she finds something she wants. --- it’s a mystery. 

yusa pulls back, returning to proper posture. she inhales, only allowing the smoke to fill her mouth. stiffly, she exhales. her nose wrinkles, at the smell and taste and the attention jax gives her. it’s a different kind of intimacy than she wanted. he’s so close --- inspecting, smolder lingering. frankly, it makes her nervous. 

“ oh yeah, rockstar. ” yusa challenges jaxon’s tone. “ they got me on speed-dial. ” she closes her retort with a sip of her cosmo. the alcohol packs a punch, one that influences a wide smile, and another notch in her bubbling confidence. 

one hand rests underneath her chin, the other ghosts beside jaxon’s own. “ i know this isn’t necessarily my territory, but it does have a je ne sais quoi, non?” and now, yusa initiates contact. her fingers slide over jaxon’s skin. tipping her glass towards the rocker, she gives him the signal to loosen up. under the table, she runs her foot along his calf.      --- tone it down. he isn’t that cute. 

“ and what about you, rockstar? why this kind of life ? you’re a real mystery, you know ? kinda want to figure you all out .  ”

[halseyd]

and now i’m covered in the  c o l o r s

[gogogobarry]

if ur still doing it ;; "well this is awkward" - from yusa to vi

Laying on the floor in an odd place, wrapped in a blanket.

Violet would never admit it, but Yusa Kanemoto’s spare apartment key was almost worth more than the highest bounty. After willingly toughing it out on the streets for the longest time, the Nighthawk didn’t accept the celebrity’s simple afterthought of a gift at first out of pride–but one step into the cool, spacious, and often empty penthouse flat did wonders to change her mind.

At first, Violet had taken up residence on the puffy living room couch, but long days out in the crisp Kalosian autumn drained even the former Gang Member of her resolve. Without Yusa around to tut at her lack of decency, Violet would often just flop down lazily on the plush carpet in front of the couch, pulling the comforter blanket with her. The infamous Nighthawk, headhunter and renowned hired gun, was officially too lazy to climb some cushions.

“Well, this is embarrassing…Vi, what are you doing down there?”

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[vocaldream]

ルカ姉さん by  tamaru *Permission was given from the artist to upload. Do not distribute.

[celebtxt]

we aesthetics;     → you talk like you’re famous, you’re shameless; yusa & jax

the black magic of mulholland drive swimming pools under desert skies drinking white wine in the blushing light  just another la devotee

[celebtxt]

we aesthetics;      → alpha; yusa & violet  you say that you’re no good for me 'cause i’m always tugging at your sleeve and i swear i hate you when you leave but i like it anyway . . .

[starr-fall]

祝V4X!! by okingjo

[sapuvis]

you faker than some sweet and low; | Yusa // Reiko

[sapuvis]

speak of the devil and the devil shall appear, you know. 

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[celebtxt]

. : ♪ --             reiko admires herself, basking in the glow of fluorescent lights and yusa’s insecurity, the spark in her voice. it’s an insult reiko takes as honor, forging a faux crown and the identity of royalty  ---   “  it must be hard getting work when you’re as stale as you are. ”

yusa balls her fists, and holds her breath as her adversary forces herself into the spotlight. like the good ol’ days --- yusa stifles laughter at the humor of the way things turn out. and while the celebrity finally keeps mouth under control, it’s her body that rebels, attacks. 

whack ! ---  it’s one swift motion, out of the blue and so out of character. yusa has been building up her image, reinventing herself since the last time the two were caught by camera lenses. payback’s a bitch --- and so is yusa kanemoto. 

yusa faces the musician, looking down on her. she fluffs out her waves, and the bubblegum smirk she wears revives itself, tenfold.  “ are you sure you’re not just talking about yourself, reiko? ” she tucks loose hair behind her ear.  “ correct me if i’m wrong, but i can’t recall the last time your name’s been merely mentioned since the last time we spoke. ” 

manicured fingers pinch the corner’s of reiko’s mouth, pulling her close. there’s something floating in her periwinkle eyes --- egocentric and victorious. 

“ and if you wish to lie to yourself and pin me as stale, fine. but dear reiko, you’ve already started to mold. ”

[gloriousdaydream]

A sweetheart with a temper

I only need to be told im beautiful and loved 1500 times a day I think thats reasonable

[musxng]

        I’m bad behavior                        but I do it in the BEST way.

[celebtxt]

you talk like you’re famous, you’re shameless. ; yusa + jax

[spacexmochis]

The burn of the whiskey soothed him, making him less tense. 

She could tell, the stress was coming off of him like steam. Stress or annoyance, you can pick for yourself. He didn’t like these parties, nothing made him feel more inadequate than attending. It wasn’t like his career depended on it. Cracking his knuckles, he took a look at Yusa. He could admire her beauty, but that was about it. Her personality reminded him of a flat rock, completely fake and that annoyed him. The pop stars all seemed to be like that. Perhaps thats what happened to you after you spent too long in the industry. 

She indicated that she would like a cigarette, and he chuckles. Amused by the fact that the popstar would ruin her lungs in such a way. Enlightened, he pulled the pack and handed her one. Curious to see if she’d actually smoke it, or cough up a storm. Some people werent meant to smoke, and he could tell that she was one of them. 

“Tell me Yusa, since when did you smoke?”

It was unlike her to partake in such a nasty habit, or maybe she was seeing that it was an escape from the crazy thing that they called show business. Ordering another drink, he paused and looked at her. 

“Would you like a drink?”

A camera flashed in their direction, but a smirk was strategically placed on his face. He knew that if he was captured in a photo, Yusa would be dragged into another affair rumor. Maybe it wasn’t such a bad thing, but any press is good press. That motto is something that got Jaxon through some of the magazine covers. Tabloids said and did anything that they pleased. 

Might as well have some sort of fun with this…

[celebtxt]

. : ♪ ---               since when did jaxon marcus have anyone else’s best interest in mind --- especially hers? she resists another round of hysterics, eliciting only a tame scoff. “you can thank my manager,” she admits, and leers when jax obliges, setting the stick in its proper place. 

there’s this look in his eye, like he’s so intrigued by her, it humors him. good or bad --- the mystery makes her nervous. he’s not looking at her hard enough, though. his eyes only dance along the curves, the canvas of her outer layer --- not that she blames him. and really, it’s a relief she’s got looks and quality genetics; they’re enough to distract from her forged personality. she’s taken fragments of what she wants to be, who she’s told to be, and pieces them together. every moment in public is an act. the show must go on.

            jax wears a smirk, now. something’s clicked, and yusa rather not question it. “ would you like a drink ? ” 

  yes, indeed.     something sweet, sour,                 with sugar on the rim.  yusa leans over the wood,              purring to the bartender.       “ hey, stud, can i get a cosmo ? ” 

and she uncrosses her legs just to cross them again, turns back to the musician. yusa nearly brings to filter to her lips when she realizes --- “ and light this for me, will you? jeez, rockstar . . . ”

[spacexmochis]

we aesthetics;   → yusa / @celebtxt

I’m Miss SugarPink, liquor, liqour lips I’m gonna be a bubblegum bitch

[kehlaniteam]

G-Eazy - One Of Them (ft. Big Sean) (When Its Dark Out In Desc.) via (LyonSounds)