(fuck a) silver lining

enzo. twenty four. actor. terrible pun enthusiast. ideal karaoke duet partner. give me chocolate and tell me i'm pretty.

[enzoxluna]

stefanoferretti‌:

“see, i’m not the best with numbers, but even i know those numbers are good!” he chuckled. 70-30? great odds if you asked him. “adorable? been a minute since i’ve been called that, i think. but i appreciate it.” enzo was cute, stefano could recognize that drunk or sober. “you’re adorable too. i’d cheers you to that or something, but it’s bad luck to do it with water. i’m very superstitious,” he shrugged, “and you won’t let me drink,” he pouted. although, now that he was in his company, he didn’t really need the booze to feel entertained anymore. 

“really?” enzo asked, surprised more than anything that that was the case. then again, if he were to just look at stefano, he guessed he wouldn’t go straight to adorable. maybe hot. attractive. but the pick up line? that put him directly into adorable territory. “is it?” he asked. he didn’t know about the water thing. “good to know. and don’t worry, you’ll thank me in the morning,” he said with a teasing grin. taking one of the shots, he wrinkled his nose just slightly at the burn. “not terrible, though.” 

[enzoxluna]

copperxmcintyre‌:

It was always risk being forward like this with a guy he’d just met, though Copper had realized that that risk was much lower here - most of the men on this island were down for getting dirty with him, he’d learned.  Still, there was always moment after Copper made a vague proposition (or sometimes not so vague) like this when he waited for the man’s response where Copper felt slightly anxious, so when Enzo responded favorably, even if it was just a knowing grin, Copper felt the tension ease out of him.  “We’ll figure something out one way or another,” Copper said with a smirk.  While singing on stage, Copper forgot about the crowd and about looking stupid, just having fun singing backup.  Enzo was a good singer, or at least better than Copper, and it was definitely a good time.  When the song was over, Copper looked over at Enzo and laughed, grabbing his hand and pulling him into a hug.  “Pretty sure I killed my chances with almost any guy in here tonight,” he remarked as they stepped off the stage.  Then he gave Enzo a suggestive look and added, “But hopefully not every guy,” eyes locked on the other man’s.

It was a long song, but Enzo was a performer at heart, and he was definitely what some might call extra. Throwing flirty glances Copper’s way, playing to the audience, all in all having a great time. For the last few lyrics, he put on a mournful expression selling it to the audience, even if only a fraction of them were really watching. When the last chord rang out through the speakers, he grinned, looking over at Copper and hugging him right back. It was an awfully cute moment, convincing a total stranger to sing with him. He hadn’t anticipated the cuteness factor, but it was definitely there. “No way, backup singers got game,” he said with a grin. However, he hadn’t been expecting that pointed line, and he was thoroughly pleased by it. “Nah, you’re right, I’m definitely the only guy you have a chance with tonight,” he jokingly changed his tune. 

[enzoxluna]

aaronbreach‌:

“I host a podcast,” Aaron replied with a smile. Was the number of books he bought overkill? Most definitely yes. Especially since he dialed back from one podcast a week to one podcast a month. But even with just one a month that still brought in enough money to live on this island, or anywhere else, more than comfortably. Seeing as he still ran the podcast alone all the profits would go to him. If he ever thought he needed more money he could just accept more sponsor offers. But that was unlikely seeing as right now he felt like he had the perfect amount. And he didn’t want his listeners to think he was doing this just for the money. While he had offers of people wanting to edit for him or handle the business side of hosting a podcast he always politely declined. Not because he thought he couldn’t afford it but because he didn’t want to feel like he replaced Ryan with someone. Which was another reason he needed to dial down to once a month. Recording, editing, hosting the site and keeping up with advertising his podcast was tiring work for just one person. Now he could spend more time on all of these things. “These books are for research,” and he had enough to fuel the next couple years of podcasts now.

“Well, still thank you for helping me out,” he smiled back. Glad that the other was willing to carry the backpack as well. As he picked up the last book from the now gone pile he stood up. “Well in its defense I probably should’ve realized earlier that it wouldn’t be able to hold that many books,” Aaron said sheepishly. “Do you know where the closest trash can is?” he asked as he straightened up the stack of books in his hand. “I live in in the salt flats by the way,” he said as he started to walk towards his home. Hoping that they would run into a trashcan on the way home. “Just moved here a couple of days ago,” he added.

“Yeah? What’s it about?” he asked, actually intrigued. “I could use something new to listen to. Might prompt me to actually go to the kick ass gym I hear they have here.” Being fairly new to the place meant that he hadn’t explored every inch of the island just yet. He was soaking in all the rays he could at the beach, getting sustenance at the Grotto, and pretty much repeating. With the occasional drinks and conversation, and one memorable night of karaoke. It was a perfect island paradise, in his opinion, and he was honestly relieved for a chance to get away from work and just be. He liked his work, for sure, but scandals always seemed to be blown way out of proportion when it came to his job. He knew it came with the territory, but that didn’t make it any less annoying. “You know, a lot of people come here to take a break from work, but if you can run your podcast from anywhere, why not do it on a beautiful island full of gorgeous men?” 

“No problem,” Enzo added with an easygoing smile. He chuckled when Aaron came to the defense of the box, figuring that was fair enough as well. “Not off the top of my head, but there’s a lot of them around. Should find one on the way,” he said. “I haven’t been to there yet, do you like it?” He’d splurged on one of the villas because he could afford it, and he liked to have a lot of space. It could be useful if he ever ended up wanting to host a larger gathering. And he was an extrovert, so he could definitely see that happening. “Yeah? I’ve been here a little over a week. How do you like it so far?” 

[enzoxluna]

copperxmcintyre‌:

“I guess we will,” Copper agreed.  While he wasn’t horrible, he definitely didn’t have a future as a singer, so he hoped that was okay with Enzo.  “Just a drink?” Copper asked, pretending to pout, his lower lips jutting out slightly.  Then he laughed, grinning at the other man.  “I don’t know if you want to know what I have in mind,” Copper said cryptically, smirking at Enzo, though he fully intended to at least allude to it.  After choosing their song, Copper said, “Let’s just say that what I have in mind would not be allowed here in public.  I mean, public nudity is legal here, but…”  He trailed off, against smirking at Enzo and openly checking him out, eyes roaming up and down his body.  “Are you ready?” Copper asked, and then he pulled Enzo up onto the stage, bright lights shining on him as he looked out at the crowd.

Laughing at the pout as they made their way toward the little stage, Enzo was pretty sure he already liked Copper. Then again, he liked pretty much anyone who would go along with his whims like this. When Copper said he didn’t know if he wanted to know, Enzo couldn’t help but grin. That was always a good sign. As Copper elaborated upon what he’d be interested in, Enzo smirked back at him. He was tall, hot, and confident, and really what else could a guy want? “Oh, I was born ready, cutie,” he said, grinning over at Copper before beginning to sing. Bohemian Rhapsody was definitely a long song, but he had all the energy to keep the few people who were actually watching entertained. 

[enzoxluna]

stefanoferretti‌:

“but if it’s ‘so dumb it works’ then how dumb is it really?” he shrugged. solid drunk logic, honestly. “fine, fine.” he put his hands up in defeat. he was feeling fine then, but the hangover would hit him like a truck the next morning, so it was probably wise to stop boozing and start hydrating. he chuckled at the younger man’s question. “uh, i don’t know. i’ve never used it before. just heard it somewhere. so you’re lucky number one; you’re gonna have to tell me. my name’s stefano. nice to meet you.”

well, it was a fair point the attractive older man brought up. although he usually was a fan of dumb puns as pick up lines such as the one just demonstrated, he wasn’t exactly confident enough in that particular strategy to use it himself. then again, more alcohol tended to mean fewer inhibitions. “nice to meet you, too,” he said with a smile. “i’m enzo. and i’d say that one’s probably gonna be hit or miss. seventy percent hit, thirty percent miss. but the statistics are a bit skewed in your favor. you get some bonus points for being adorable.” 

[enzoxluna]

aaronbreach‌:

Jeremy smiled, grateful that the other was willing to help. Seeing as there was nobody else around and he didn’t know anyone else who could help him with this. There was no way he could just leave his books here either. With all of them being hardcovers they were quite expensive, and while he could afford to replace them he’d rather not. Especially since a bunch of them were the last the book store had of it, meaning he had to wait quite some time until he could get a replacement. One of the downsides of living on an island, even if it was a luxury island there was still things that wouldn’t be always available.

“Thank you so much,” he smiled, relieved that he didn’t have to find a way to carry all of this home by himself. A chuckle at the look of exasperation the man give him and the mention of the ton of books he bought. “Don’t worry, these books aren’t for entertainment.” At least that wouldn’t be the main purpose of these books. While he loved learning more about the history of other countries this wasn’t why. “It’s for my job,” he smiled as he started to put his books into the other man’s backpack. While he wouldn’t mind others knowing what his job was he wouldn’t explain unless he was asked about it. He came here to escape his job a little after all. Even though he was already failing that by spending quite some money on material for his job.

“Ah, excuse me. My name’s Aaron Breach. Nice to meet you and again thank you for helping me,” he placed the last book that fits in the backpack before reaching out his hand for a handshake. Looking down there were still quite some books left. But the amount was easily dividable between the two of them. Aaron wondered why he couldn’t just buy a small amount first. Then he remembered the fact that that some of them were the last the store had and he felt slightly less stupid for buying all of them at once. But only slightly.

It baffled Enzo even more when the other said that the books weren’t for entertainment. What the hell were they for, then? As far as he knew, people typically came to this place to be entertained in one way or another. Whether it was exploring the caves, zip lining, going to the club, getting a rent boy, or simply enjoying the fact that weed was actually legal here. While of course some people had to work here in order to keep the place up and running, he’d kind of just assumed that the stranger was a guest just like him. “Yeah?” he asked. “What’s your job?” He was glad that he hadn’t said the first thing that had come to his mind, which was that most people came here for some sort of vacation. He’d gotten pretty used to his privileged lifestyle over the years, but he never tried to be an asshole about it.

“Enzo Luna, nice to meet you” he replied, shaking Aaron’s hand. “Don’t worry about it. I spent so much time relaxing on the beach that it was about time I got some manual labor in to even things out,” he joked with a grin. Once his backpack was fully loaded, he put it on again. He felt a little bit like the Hunchback of Notre Dame, but it was a small island, and wherever it was that Aaron was staying, it wouldn’t be too long of a walk. He hadn’t gone to the gym yet, so maybe he could call this something of a workout.

“I don’t imagine you have much use for the sad, collapsed box?” he added. There were plenty of recycling bins and trash cans located all around the island, which was convenient because no one liked littering. It was both environmentally unfriendly and aesthetically displeasing. Bending to pick it up before he grabbed the last stack of books to carry, he gave it a faux sympathetic look. “Well, not so trusty box, an attempt was made.”

[aaronbreach]

The sole reason why he came to the island was to work less. But he couldn’t resist buying every history book the book store had to offer. While the internet was quicker and cheaper Aaron clearly had a soft spot for more old school media. Something that stuck with him from his time as a radio show host. Not to mention the fact that he just liked to horde books. Justifying it to himself that while he promised to work less he didn’t promise to not work at all. Which is how he ended up with a box full of books that if stacked on top of each other would surely be taller than himself. Despite his muscles screaming in agony because of the weight of the box he didn’t regret it until the box gave out.

Instead of picking up his books Aaron watched the pile through the hole in the box for a moment before letting out a tired sigh. It was still quite some distance to his apartment after all. His shoulders slumped, both from disappointed and the relief of no longer having to hold such a heavy box. Noticing that somebody was looking at him he looked up and shot them his signature smile. The smile he always used when things didn’t go as planned but he has to pretend it didn’t just ruin everything. Both in real life and on his podcasts.

“You wouldn’t have anything I could use to carry all of this?” Aaron asked, trying to sound upbeat. He wasn’t worried about the condition of the books, seeing as they were all hardcovers but he was sure that he wouldn’t be able to carry them home like this.

[enzoxluna]

That box was an accident waiting to happen. It was flimsy and about overflowing with books, and the poor guy was clearly struggling. Sure enough, not even half a minute later, the box collapsed, and an avalanche of books hit the ground. Even though he’d sort of been expecting it, a sympathetic expression crossed his face. Enzo had been unashamedly listening to Panic! at the Disco through his ear pods, but upon noticing that the other guy had noticed him, he took them out and shoved them into his pocket. The book situation was a straight up disaster, and he usually just relied on his pockets to get everything he needed with him from point A to point B. Fortunately for this guy, he was coming home from the beach, and his backpack was only occupied with a towel and some sun screen.

“Well, I have some space in my backpack and two moderately strong arms,” Enzo offered. Now that he’d seen all those books of his tumbling to the ground, he couldn’t very well leave the guy hanging. Plus, it didn’t hurt his case at all that he was cute. Very all American boy with his clean shaven face, hair cut, and sheepish smile. Not that Enzo could really talk. He definitely had a baby face and people often assumed he was way younger than he really was. He didn’t mind, though. It was what had allowed him to coast in his acting gigs without having to put in a ton of extra effort.

Squatting down to examine the sheer volume of books, he couldn’t help but shake his head in a mixture of exasperation and awe. “Damn. They did tell you at the welcome center that this isn’t a deserted island, right? There are people here to entertain you, too, instead of just a metric fuck ton of books,” he said, grinning up at the man to clearly indicate that he was teasing.

[enzoxluna]

copperxmcintyre‌:

He was glad that he hadn’t accidentally offended Enzo, and Copper grinned, saying, “Alright, I’m going to hold you to that.  I’ve got confidence in you.  If nothing else, you’re probably better than me.”  While not a talented singer by any means, Copper usually enjoyed karaoke once he had a few drinks in him, which he did right now.  When Enzo said he’d sing Bohemian Rhapsody, Copper broke into a wide smile, saying, “I’ll sing backup,” standing up and grabbing Enzo’s hand, pulling him toward the stage.  “You’re going to let me pick?” he questioned as they waded through the crowd.  “And what exactly are my options?  What potential rewards do I have to choose from?”  As he said this, Copper looked back at Enzo with a smirk on his face; he could think of a few things he might like that Enzo could give him.

“I guess we’ll find out, won’t we?” Enzo asked with a teasing wink. Truly, he didn’t know if Copper was secretly a singer. That would be fun. When it came to singing, a lot of people liked to be overly modest about their capabilities, so it wouldn’t surprise him at all if that ended up being the case with Copper. Grinning as Copper led him toward the stage, Enzo considered his question. “Well, I could buy you a drink. Which isn’t much of a deal because honestly, I’d do that anyway.” What could he say? The guy was hot, and Enzo was available. “So I’d be really interested to hear what kind of ideas you might come up with.” He left it open ended intentionally even though the flirty vibes between them were pretty obvious. 

[enzoxluna]

xavicrknox‌:

“oh, no, no. i do not sing. see, i just take joy in watching people fail at things, like that guy who tried singing both parts in endless love? priceless. i can’t believe this kind of entertainment is free,” he joked. he wasn’t an asshole, though, he just thought it was funnier to watch people embarrass themselves, rather than be the one doing the embarrassing. “i will cheer you on, though! whistle, clap, the whole shebang. might even throw my bra at the stage like a little groupie,” he teased. but who knew, maybe enzo would be able to actually talk xavier into doing it. 

enzo laughed at the stereotypical resistance to singing. it was typical in some people, and it was amusing. “see, that’s why you gotta have your go tos. stuff you can sing in your sleep. the poor endless love guy never had a chance,” he said with a mock disappointed shake of his head. “i definitely can’t complain at the prospect of having your undivided attention, though,” enzo added with a smirk. truly, even if something did go wrong with one of his go tos, people didn’t really expect karaoke to be good. it was more of a pleasant surprise when the person wasn’t terrible. no offense, endless love guy. 

[magnus-berg-deactivated20200311]

Magnus rolls his eyes, leaning forward on the table. “Yeah. Do I look like the type of a guy who’s into…,” another wave of bottle, this time at the stage. “I’d need a flowery shirt in screaming colours and a posse of buddies in the booth, for that… You…,” a somewhat unsteady finger points at the kid, “definitely look like the type.”

“I’m sure your intentions are pure. Get drunk, sing a Celine Dion and go home to bed. Teddy bear as the only company. The plush kind.” He laughs.

[enzoxluna]

“Do I?” Enzo asked with raised eyebrows. It was always interesting to see how other people viewed him, particularly when it came to things such as first impressions. He couldn’t help but snort at the guy’s assumption because damn, it was an impressive roast. 

“I’m gonna sing karaoke because it plays to my strengths, but I’m more classic rock than Celine Dion. And I’m more likely to have a twink in my bed than a bear. But hey, thanks for playing,” he replied with a smirk. 

[enzoxluna]

stefanoferretti‌:

“is it really dumb if the line works?” he asked with a playful shrug. not that stefano had ever tried that line before, but he was a confident man, and booze only made him more confident. “yes, yes, get me a water and a shot of patron. lime wedge too, please. and one for you, come on, get on my level.”

“um, yes. i think that line qualifies as ‘so dumb that it works’,” enzo replied with another laugh. “i think for me to get on your level, i take both shots of patron and you stick to your water,” enzo added. he wasn’t trying to kill anyone’s buzz, but that was probably an accurate statement. he ordered the drinks before turning his attention back to the guy with the awfully hilarious pickup line. “so tell me, does that line usually work for you?” 

[enzoxluna]

copperxmcintyre‌:

“How can I be a fan if I don’t know if you’re any good yet?” Copper wondered, smirking at the other man.  “For all I know, you might suck.”  Realizing how that might have sounded, Copper apologized, “Sorry, that came out meaner than I meant it.  I was just kidding.  And it’s nice to meet you too, Enzo.  You don’t hear that name a lot.  Are you Italian?”  The only other Enzo Copper had ever known was, a guy he’d met in a bar a few nights before leaving home.  Perking up, Copper asked, “You’re singing Queen?  Are you going with ‘Bohemian Rhapsody’ by chance?  Because if you are, you can’t sing that alone, not at karaoke.  That’s a rule.”  Sighing, Copper pretended to be grudgingly resigned when he said, “I guess I’ll be your singing partner if you insist.  But let me ask, are there any kinds of rewards or payment for joining you on stage?  Or do you wait to see if I’m any good first.”

Enzo snickered at the comment, waving off the apology. “Oh, don’t worry about it. I’ll be more than happy to prove myself to you,” he said with a smirk. “Well, it’s short for Lorenzo, and my dad’s Cuban and my mom’s Colombian,” Enzo explained, although he could see why Copper thought he was Italian. Smiling at the other’s reaction to his mention of Queen, Enzo raised his eyebrows. “Well, I was thinking about Don’t Stop Me Now, but if your little heart is set on Bohemian Rhapsody, I just can’t bring myself to break it,” he teased. “How ‘bout this: I’ll let you pick your reward. And don’t worry about being any good. I’m gonna assume it’s a safe bet that some of the people here are too drunk to tell the difference anyway.” 

[enzoxluna]

dcxtcrvrchibvld‌:

dexter snorted before he finished off his drink that was in his glass and set it aside, ordering another gin and tonic, because you couldn’t exactly go wrong with that could you? “yeah, well, a little head’s up don’t get attached to anyone here. especially to guys who genuinely show an interest and all the things you’ve got in common, ‘cause they’ll just ghost your ass with no remorse.” dexter ranted on and rolled his eyes thinking about it. he wouldn’t have been so butthurt over it if he hadn’t felt like there was something there between him and the man that had gone away now. they were similar in the best of ways, different in the best of ways too, like they were practically made for each other. but dexter, obviously, was wrong on that one. “oh well, huh? not like there’s a short supply on men here for me to dip into to get over my sorrows, hm?” he asked and laughed some.

“damn,” enzo said with a shake of his head. “for a tropical paradise, that’s pretty fuckin’ cold.” it was a dumb joke, and he knew it as soon as it came out of his mouth. still, the guy needed to rant, maybe a dumb joke would put a smile on his face. enzo knew the feeling, in a way. some people were out and proud in his scene, but sometimes with actors you couldn’t really tell if they were actually gay or just flirting because they felt secure enough in their masculinity to do so. “with a face like that? hell no,” enzo replied with a smirk to the guy’s next comment. there was no shortage of distractions here, period. it was one of the reasons the place had appealed to him. whether it was hitting on some guy, drinking, soaking up the sun, smoking, this place pretty much had it all. although he was sure this one guy’s experience didn’t speak to everyone on the island, enzo took note of it anyway. he wasn’t about to get too attached to someone just to have it blow up in his face. he took another swing of his rum and coke, drumming his fingers on his thigh. “so, ghosting assholes aside. what’s your favorite thing to do here?”

[ofhotheads-blog]

sex+romance headcanons!

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[magnus-berg-deactivated20200311]

Once one hits 40 they got to look back at their life and what they’ve done with it. Magnus sits at the table, with a beer in front of him and cigarette of the fun kind in hand. Considering where he is, in a beautiful environment with a full wallet, a drink, weed and good-looking people around, he could certainly be doing worse. 

There’s one goal he has, trying everything the Riviera offers, even those few he’s deathly scared of. Back at home he wouldn’t be caught dead in a karaoke bar, particularly not singing. But here he is, grinning back at the man, waving the beer bottle his way. 

“I can provide one of those.” A laugh down the bottle’s neck and he takes a drink. “Maybe by the time I’m finished with this,” it’s the cigarette he lifts, this time, “I’ll be in the mood to provide both. Can’t promise though.” 

[enzoxluna]

“Don’t worry, I’ll be able to hold a tune with or without help. Not that anyone around here’s expecting some stellar performance anyway,” he said with a shrug of his shoulders and a smile. It was very low stakes, and that was what made it fun to Enzo. It wasn’t for money, and it was only a little bit for attention. Mostly, it was just for fun. 

“So I take it you’re here for the alcohol and hot guys instead of to sing your little heart out?” Enzo teased with a smirk. Truthfully, the alcohol and cute guys had definitely played a part in his decision to come to Riviera. Not to mention a house on the beach. He’d always wanted one of those, and now he could wake up every morning (or afternoon, depending on if he was ridiculously hungover) and eat breakfast on the beach. 

[enzoxluna]

copperxmcintyre‌:

Copper was not a singer by any means, but if drunk enough he was known to get on stage at karaoke.  But tonight he was more looking to just watch.  He’d been supposed to meet a guy here, but so far he’d been a no show, and Copper was starting to think he’d been stood up.  That was fine though because there were a lot of other hot guys here tonight, so he was hopeful he wouldn’t be going home alone.  Worst case scenario, he knew some guys he could call.  And speaking of hot guys who were there tonight, one of them was talking to Copper right now.  As he finished his second drink of the evening, Copper looked over at the man who was speaking, smiling at him and taking the sight of him in.  Yeah, he was definitely hot.  “Is this your way of asking me to be your duet partner?” Copper questioned playfully, nudging the guy with his elbow.  “Don’t you think we should make with the introductions before that?  I’ll go first:  I’m Copper.”  As he said this, Copper held his hand out to the guy to shake.

“Or adoring fan. Really, whatever works for you,” Enzo teased with a grin. Then he shook Copper’s hand. “Enzo. Nice to meet you, Copper,” he said. The thought to make a clever comment about his name occurred to Enzo, but then he realized that there was no way in hell he was about to come up with something the attractive brunette hadn’t already heard ad nauseam. “Don’t worry, though, I’m fully prepared to get my Queen on with or without a partner,” he added. If he was being completely honest, he did like to show off just a little bit. There wasn’t really an equivalent of acting karaoke. Maybe improv, but there was no way in hell he was going to find an improv club here. He just liked attention when he was choosing it, like now. 

[enzoxluna]

“The question is not whether I came for karaoke night, but whether I’ll have a kickass duet partner or an adoring fan in the crowd,” Enzo replied with a wink to the man he’d briefly been chatting with. He’d had a couple drinks, but he wasn’t planning to get properly drunk. At least, not before he took the stage. He’d never sung karaoke in a public place before, worried that if he sounded good, he’d be expected to sing in some cheesy musical he wanted nothing to do with. If he was going to be in a musical, it was going to be one with swear words, like Rent or Hamilton. 

There were a lot of things he could get away with here that he couldn’t before. For example, the whole reason he was here in the first place that was illegal in the state he was in? They sold it here. There were apparently rent boys, too, but Enzo was going to try his luck with his own game before he looked into that. One of the nicest things about this place was the fact that no one was watching him any more or less than anyone else in this place. He wouldn’t be here forever, but yeah, it would definitely do for now.