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Walking on Sunshine || Connor & Mickey

“You’ve never heard of Marc Jacobs then. Started as a nobody, sold one line and became a success overnight. He’s the youngest person to receive the Council of Fashion Designers of America’s Perry Ellis awards which proves that the name doesn’t matter so much as you have what everybody wants.” With a smile she added, “And that will be me one day. I’m already a year younger than he was when he won. Just a little more innovation and imagination and I could beat his record.” She wasn’t naive enough to believe that it wouldn’t be hard but she wasn’t giving up hope. Take away clothes and designing and what did she have left? Not much so she was going to let that go no matter what stood in her way.

“What, did you have some master plan to conquer the entirety of Alphonse before road blocks stood in your way? Someone thinks highly of themselves? How’s the view from up there?” she teased and then took another sip of her soda before pausing to burp. “Yeah? What kind, like paintings? Drawings? Sculpture? As long as he’s not making you do work during break. That’d drastically cut into partying time.”

He had to be honest that he’d heard of Marc Jacobs before. But the rest of what she said was heard on deaf ears. Fashion labels, brands, or designers were not his cup of tea and really he had no idea what the deal with fashion was. He dressed in what made him feel good and that’s as far as clothing went for him. Preferablly he liked to be in as little of it as possible anyway. “If there’s anyone that could do it, it’s you Mick-Mack.” He laughed and shook his head as he stretched his legs out towards the railing, resting his feet on top of it. Perks of being tall. “I don’t have some sort of plan. But you ladies are attractive even if the thought of living in the same house as those who I could have potentially slept with would have ended up strange. Though Sofia and Tiserious seem to make it work.” He rolled his wrists as he seemed to sink further into the chair. “Paintings for some exhibit they’re having over the break for investors or parents or something.” He scoffed. “Please as soon as I’m done on Friday I am out of here.”

aiden-chase

@chasingaiden @nextbigbrooks remind me to find someone else to watch her. there were paint footprints everywhere after one ‘project’

@nextbigbrooks @chasingaiden don’t be hating on the artistic process. its how the next big break happens

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Walking on Sunshine || Connor & Mickey

“What, you think that my name alone won’t be able to get the models to help me out on my own?” she asked, crossing her arms while her lips curled up in the corners in amusement. “I mean, I don’t make ugly shit.” At his response she shook her head and laughed, it was the only thing she could do when it came to him and boys like him. “Okay, I think you’re overreaching with the ‘all the time’ part but if that makes you feel better about yourself, you go right on ahead.“ She patted his arm. “Like organize, make, research…?”

#fyi the fc for mr mendoza is pedro pascal and this is important info #walking on sunshine

“When you’re just starting out as a no name? Duh.” Connor knew well enough how competitive the world of fame could be. Ever since he was born he’d been forced to live in it and knew the insides and outs of it all. It’s that knowledge exactly that he refused to go into a career that involved such matters. “I can get laid every night or day if I wanted but thankfully I don’t want to. Just because the girls in this house--well almost all of them--are untouchable, doesn’t mean I can’t succeed.” He sighed deeply. “Mr. Mendoza is making me do some extra work for the Art Club this week before Spring Break. Plus I’ve got a piece to finish for class.”

Walking on Sunshine || Connor & Mickey

“Eh, I wasn’t in the mood to actually get up today,” Mickey replied. “The good weather has made me lazy. And I’m not being ‘creeptastic’,” she added, reaching out her hand to punch him in the arm. “It’s not like I’m paparazzi or anything. I’m just taking candid shots, good ones anyway. No one’s picking their nose or picking a wedge or anything. And I always ask if I can use it so I’ve done nothing wrong.” She rolled her eyes yet her shoulders shook from her suppressed laughter. “Fine. But only if you be sure to go around telling people who took the photo in the first place. You got a deal. So, why aren’t you spending more time out there trying to hit on some girls?”

His eyebrows rose up as he took another sip of his drink. He hadn’t meant to get her defensive but he couldn’t deny seeing the tiny girl so riled up really was a sight he was enjoying. “Of course I will. I’ll even be sure to get you an in with some of the more famous models of the time.” He leaned backwards and stretched out his legs. “I like to take time off every now and then. Besides I have other things I like to do other than get laid all the time.” He smirked to himself slightly. “I needed the time outside plus I’ve got a day full of art to work through.”

Walking on Sunshine || Connor & Mickey

“Is not. I have older brothers. They stink to high heaven after they play basketball,” she said with a shake of her head. “Unless you somehow grow flowers from your armpits you’ll most likely be the same way.“ She chuckled at the image that appeared in her mind and took another sip of her soda. She slowly screwed the cap back on and looked at his back. “And I suppose you ooze suaveness out of your orifices?” she asked with a popped eyebrow. “Well, you have swagger I’ll give you that and you better appreciate me saying that because that’s the first and last time I’ll ever use that word seriously. Or ever.”

Her eyebrow was met with a smirk that was filled with satisfaction as she pushed off the railing and sat in the chair beside hers. He took hold of an unopened bottle of soda and took a long chug before responding to her. “I will cherish this moment forever in my heart, Micks.” He put down the bottle once more. “Why aren’t you out there taking photos? Or are you in the mood for some creeptastic photos like the one you shot of me before? Not that I’m upset. Just be sure to send me a copy of it. I’ll save it for my portfolio should I ever go into modeling.”

Walking on Sunshine || Connor & Mickey

Her eyebrows dropped and her nose wrinkled to properly convey how much of a bad idea she thought that was. “Are you crazy? You being sweaty is the issue. I’m not hugging you when you’re sweaty. You’ll get your boy stink on me. And by the way, hugging you wouldn’t make the girls around here jealous.” She relaxed in her seat and crossed one ankle over the other. “Now, if your name were Marco Perez, then that would do the trick,” she continued with a smirk of her own.

“Boy stink is an urban myth. I promise.” He put down his arms and tossed his shirt from his shoulder to along the railing. He leaned against the railing and looked out at the campus below them. “Marco may be Hispanic and pretty looking but lacks the suaveness of someone who actually cares about their state of dress.” Connor held nothing against Marco Perez but did feel a need to defend his own honor.

Walking on Sunshine || Connor & Mickey

“Your cheek bones have nothing to do with lighting unless you have some strange light source following you around,” she pointed out, sticking out her tongue at his smirk. She fought the urge to roll her eyes, this was Connor being Connor after all. The same guy who struted around Alphonse without a shirt on was a little too cocky. And she wasn’t one to turn away company of any sort when she could get it so she settled back in her rocking chair and waited for him to join her up on the second floor balcony. “I swear one day you’re gonna die if you can’t say anything that makes you appeal full of yourself. You’ve been spending too much time with Aiden. What do you two talk about when you’re together? Which one is prettier than the other?”

His smirk continued to stay even as she stuck out her tongue. He tossed his shirt over his shoulder and placed his hands on his hips. “I’m just naturally gorgeous.” His eyebrows rose as he listened to her. “We compliment each other and give each other hair tips. We’re a loving bromance, Mick-Mack.” He didn’t give her a chance to respond before jogging up the front stairs and making his way all the way up to the second floor balcony. As he opened up the door, he held out his arms. “Come give me a hug. I’m sweaty but you can tell the other girls you got a hug from me to make them jealous.”

Walking on Sunshine || Connor & Mickey

There was nothing quite like the beautiful sunny days at Lefeuvre. It brought more people outside to study, do homework, or hang out on the Quad. Music poured out of an ipod dock somewhere in the distance that made Mickey dance in the rocking chair she was lounging in. Well, really only her shoulders moved since she was scrolling through photos on her digital camera as her feet resting on Alphonse’s balcony railing pushed her forward and back. She blindly reached out for her glass of Diet Coke. Beads of condensation dripped down the edge of the glass and then settled into her palm as she brought the glass close to her mouth and took a sip of it. She had barely set it down when she dropped her feet, leaning over the railing and snapped a picture of the person walking by. “Hey, is it alright if I use this pic for class? The natural lighting was amazing, I couldn’t pass it up. I’ll pay you in Diet Coke if you want,” she called down, waving to the pitcher that sat on the table near her.

The beautiful weather only had enticed Connor more to take a longer run than normal. Starting off at the house he’d been more than happy to spend time outside. The warm weather felt like home and while the familial circumstances of that weren’t ideal, he always loved the contentedness that came over him from the sun. It took a little more convincing on the gloomier days to get out and do his exercise routine and while he wasn’t exactly the most committed in every other aspect of his life, this was what he was consistent in. With Alphonse in sight, he slowed his pace a bit. The sight of two girls taking advantage of the warmer weather made him stop and he smirked at them as he passed by. Deciding he wasn’t ready just yet to head inside, Connor placed his phone down onto the ground and removed his sweaty tank. Unafraid to show off his body, he felt no qualms by the looks he received as he stood on the lawn of his house. Just as he was about to move from staring out at the grounds a familiar voice broke through his haze. Looking up at the balcony, Connor smirked, “I always have good lighting. It’s in my bone structure. Payment isn’t necessary, Mick-Mack, but I’ll join you anyway.”

Do you believe in the existence of soul mates and/or true love?

I don’t think there is one singular person for everyone. I think each person is different in each part of their lives. One relationship is not necessarily good for one person. Fuck, this is why people have exes. I don’t really have much info on true love or really an opinion on it. Someone could have more than one true love.

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vincent--dean-blog

Lucky you. I was actually looking for Sofia, but you’re on the art track, too, right? Show me some of your work. I’ve got a commission piece I need done and it could be yours if you’re good enough. Or you could just point me toward Sofia’s last known location.

#ignore text pls #c:vincent

Oh business. My second favorite kind of meeting. Depends on the piece. My art style may not fit it, in which case, Sofia's may. Here's my portfolio. I always have one handy.

samuelharrisstuff-blog

Drinking isn’t really my thing but it sounds like you enjoy the holiday enough for the both of us, so that’s okay. Oh yeah? Who is it? Are you going to ask her out or something?

#ignore text #pls #c:samuel

Ew, dude. No dates. Just hook up and sex. Commitment isn't my thing.

delilahleos-blog

I refuse to answer that to avoid possible self-incrimination. But if you were to look up the search history on my roomies laptop you might find something about how to create a basic paint bomb. I don’t know what she was doing searching for that, though. Fingers crossed the teachers don’t look into it.

jonahluxxx-deactivated20170430

Sneaky. Sneaky. You're hot when you're mischievous which one could argue is always.

#c:delilah

I get that a lot. Please, do your best not to fall in love with me.

Love is for losers and desperate people.

#c:jonah

aiden-chase

Ti-Serious has a girlfriend? Huh. Wonder how much he paid her to ride his dick. Must be good money if they actually want to get stuck with that label. I second that vote and, as we all know my vote means we have to do it. Bro, you better share or else I’ll think twice about passing a girl along your way.