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JEREMY STRONG as Peter Hadley in Humboldt County
،، .⠀ 𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐂𝐀𝐍 𝐈 𝐃𝐎 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐘𝐎𝐔?
jess’ mother used to hold her hand every night and tell her a new story ( but her mother’s memory had been faulty and the stories had been stop - starts - stop - starts, almost narratives crafted from broken sentiments : there had been enough love to find herself by her daughter’s bedside, but not enough sense to craft anything other than babble ). there’s no moving kendall when he gets like this … jess’ mother taught her everything she knew, from the quick smiles that helped avoid skipping - stones danger and their pond - ripples to soothing away the lifestyle that kendall had shackled himself to. THE COAT IS IN HER HAND : they had almost escaped without a spew of words, without the breakdown rising in his chest. her mother had made it outside. her mother had made it into the rain. her mother - jess strokes her hand along the seam of a coat that hadn’t yet touched his skin. ALMOST, ALMOST, ALMOST. she takes a deep breath and urges herself back into professionalism. ‘ we can still fix this, kendall. ’ coaching 101 : we, so kendall doesn’t feel solely accountable. still, to remind kendall there wasn’t time. a tone that landed somewhere between familiar and professional. ‘ really, kids never even notice things like this. i must’ve had a thousand different bunnies when i was a kid and i was none the wiser. ’ jess had never had pets as a kid. SOMETIMES, WORDS WERE MEANT ONLY TO EASE KENDALL – they held a subjective purpose.
killer, killer, killer : jess had been bringing him coffee since her first year working at royco ( he had fumbled over ten different j names before landing on hers, but the effort has never been forgotten – she had walked out with kendall, trailing behind the only person at waystar that would bother to remember her name … he isn’t a killer ). NOT LIKE ROMAN WITH HIS SHRILL LAUGH OR SHIV’S AWKWARD ELEVATOR SMALL TALK. she lays an awkward hand on his back, trying to provide a scrap of comfort. what were the professional boundaries for this kind of thing? whatever they were, kendall would’ve crossed them long ago. ‘ what do you wanna do? do you want to take a seat – would you like to sit down? ’
acknowledgment of the unfortunate peculiarity within him hasn’t 𝐫𝐞𝐟𝐮𝐭𝐞 the sheer endearment swathed in constant professionalism basked upon the endless liability uttered as if the demise could return to amuse the penitence enunciated regardless of the subject of GUILT , REGRET , AND REMOSE has evolved more than one subject –––––– one , two , maybe even three or more as he recounts the 𝗺𝗶𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗸𝗲𝘀 he had done ; MAYHAPS HE HAS INDIRECTLY KILLED SOMEONE WITHIN THE POWER OF CAPITALISM &. the thoughts lingers palpably ( the kid was a waiter and he worked to get money and he obeyed to get money and dad knew because he supposed to work for him so he could give him money : everything is about money and i bought their silence by money . . . MONEY , MONEY , MONEY &. her solution to the main issue is to 𝐛𝐮𝐲 the children another new rabbit –––––– does soul can be owned by money ? = yes , his is logan’s ) thus the sob prickling , reminding him of the pathetic imagery bewildered the woman who may never have seen him like this before : the touch of comfort feels foreign , as if he bought the prize for showing his own emotions upon her but JESS HAS ALWAYS BEEN GENUINE , he knows that , or he may imagining that –––––– the comfort someone desires can be provided , connor is the victim of the scheme &. she works under him but she is different , she would’ve crossed the boundaries if she finally gets to know the real him . . . but what is he , the real him ? the killer ?
❛ you can’t 𝐟𝐢𝐱 this –––––– they’re fucking dead. ❜ they : the rabbit &. the waiter , the subject he wails underneath the tantrum he throw like a child as he curls even further , sinking into the repentance he finally indulge after the 𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐚𝐥 battered himself within . . . . ACCEPTANCE OF HIS OWN GUILT &. PECULIARITY as if it could soothe him , lull him further into perpetual 𝐬𝐥𝐮𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫 of non-existence ; you’re not a real person &. for once he feels peace within the sufferance because he could admits to someone without being manipulated or taken advantage of ... JESS HAS ALWAYS BEEN GENUINE &. he believes that , regardless of the fact she may works for the money but she cares about him , as he cares about him ; A MUTUAL UNDERSTANDING BY THE DEEPER BOND OF ACKNOWLEDGEMENT , he sees her &. she sees him. the cry subsides slowly , the uncountable shake of hands dissipated as he accepts the dead can’t be bothered anymore but can be recognized by confession the people may not fathom the subject of yet it was serene , tranquil , eventually he despise himself for changing the subject to something irrelevant during that time –––––– YOUR CHILDREN ARE WAITING FOR YOU , KENDALL. ❛ i , uh , god , i- i should see the kids , yeah , i need to see ‘em . . . i OWE them that. ❜ but he doesn’t owe anyone explanation when deads don’t speak.
i've come down to fever, that's why i haven't been here in a while... But ✨ happy trans visibility day ✨ I love you, I love us
You fucking serious? How old are you?
#ANCIENTOMEN : this should be ❴ 𝐚͟𝐠͟𝐨͟𝐧͟𝐲͟ ❵ , i should be 𝑀𝐴𝑆𝑆 𝐀𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝑀𝑈𝑆𝐶𝐿𝐸 -–– 𝗕𝗥𝗢𝗞𝗘𝗡 , SPENT . . . but i am a man of 𝑡̵𝘩̵𝑖̵𝑟̵𝑡̵𝑦̵ , 𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐲 again ⠀ ⠀* . ˚ 𓍝 𓂃 * ind. priv. sel. headcanon based. bruce wayne / batman. tws applied. his reign ends , 𝖒𝖆𝖈𝖇𝖊𝖙𝖍.
،، .⠀ 𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐋𝐄𝐑, 𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐀𝐋𝐄𝐑,
𝚂𝙷𝙴 𝙰𝙿𝙿𝚁𝙴𝙲𝙸𝙰𝚃𝙴𝚂 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝚃𝙴𝙰, 𝚂𝚃𝙴𝚁𝙴𝙾𝚃𝚈𝙿𝙴 𝙱𝙴 𝙳𝙰𝙼𝙽𝙴𝙳; it grounds the slightly ridiculous scene into something more familiar. she’s not going to give him too much credit, though, for him incidentally appealing to her better nature with his choice of beverage and choice of humour. he’s a businessman, a suit ––– that’s what they do, what they all do. pull at every thread until there’s some give; pushing someone’s correct buttons is merely a game of atoms thrashing, until there’s an eventual click. for now, she’ll give him a continuation of that smile. it is nice tea.
“ you’d be surprised ––– people over here are more bribable than you might think. believe me. i think i’d like to see you in action, on that front. i could learn a few things. ” a lone brow quirks up, her amusement unfeigned; they’re back to the ridiculous, but that’s not necessarily a bad thing. “ twitter, no. i think i do enough damage to the world without unleashing my personal troubles onto it. instagram, sure. but if you follow me, could you do it from, like, a burner account, maybe? i just don’t want a million stans following me thinking i’m the next mrs. roy, or that i’m your next big merger or something. would just sort of blow my lie low agenda, a bit, if you bring a legion of worshippers with you. no offence. ”
𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐙𝐄𝐀𝐋𝐎𝐔𝐒 𝐒𝐈𝐌𝐏𝐄𝐑 –––––– coiling upon impressionable visage of flattery , indulging further into the faux rabbit hole that appears amiable yet contemporary viciousness lurks within alluring façade [ . . . ] HE ENTERTAINS HER TOO MUCH WHEN SHE IS NOT EVEN IN HIS LEVEL yet something tells him that he needs somewhat one-dimensional conversation with stranger whom he will never 𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫 afterwards ; too risky , too vulnerable [ . . . ] his guilt drags him further to the pit therefore he feels like betraying himself to pretend engaged to her , attracted to her even / black sheep , baaaa , needs a 𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 ( either with drugs or sex , or neither , his indecisive mania cramped within ) &. he engages , with the liquor dawned ; he hates how superficial the taste may like –––––– maybe he should’ve put vodka in it
❛ oh ? i guess i don’t have to worry about their 𝐠𝐮𝐧𝐬 –––––– motherfuckers will try hit you with their fucking holster to earn my respect when it’s already written in 𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐜𝐤𝐬 , ❜ shrugging , shoulders slumped into defeat of allure to appear vulnerable yet dignified by where he stands ; she has spoken like a true noble lady , like his mother , who knows how rigged the system is &. participate for their own orchestra [ . . . ] INCLINED TITTER , coaxing with left-over liquid upon brims which he licked purposefully ; do people fuck with their dealer ? he wanted to ask however she wouldn’t be so fucking stupid , after he heard the response ; solemn &. predictable –––––– A FUCKING 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐅𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐀𝐋 ! she works &. she labours ; she didn’t want to risk herself for momentary bliss , which he appreciates her even more [ . . . ] PERHAPS SHE HAS EARNED HIS RESPECT ? ❛ don’t worry , i , uh , got spam acc , y’know like my rapper name WHICH i never tell anyone –––––– lord fucker boy. still working on that. listed other dealers there too. ❜
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I love all three of you pricks.
،، .⠀ 𝐅𝐔𝐂𝐊𝐈𝐍' [ 𝐑𝐄𝐃𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐃 ] ,
YOU’RE INSANE / YOU ARE FUCKING SICK [ . . . ] It should hurt them — the retraction , the rejection [ rhyming , rhyming , even in times like now , you still try to find a pattern in the chaos ] , but only curiosity builds more . Shaky hands of theirs raise , A PLAYFUL SURRENDER , brows raised while they wonder what pulled Kendall’s panic alarm , exactly . ( Yet , their gaze is apologetic , if he can see it through the dark lenses or even his anxiety . ) ❝ Int-t-t-t-tervention ? ❞ Amusement wavers , partly due to his gradual breakdown that they do despise to witness , they suppress a sick laughter . ( A crack is still heard . ) ❝ Charming or annoying are a - are a few things to call on my s-s-sweet bullshit , but that is - that is a new one ! . . . ❞
THEY HOLD THEIR FINGER THAT TOUCHED KENDALL’S , tightly , cherishing the past feel , as if that will be the last time they got a physical contact from him . ❝ It was only a compliment as I really - I just thought you were extra pretty today , can I get even any more clearer than that ? I - I was - I was not asking for your sob story or trauma dump or , uh , the such . ❞ They frown , head tilted to a side . ❝ You ARE speaking to a f-f-fucked up client , so I assure you , whatever this ‘ intervention ’ you have in mind , you got the wrong p- per- person to do that to you . ❞ They plan to pat on Kendall , comfort him , though , recalling his last words , they do so on THEMSELF instead and offer him a smile , more sheepish than ever before . ❝ But , s-s-seriously , bestie , I am always here if ya need anything . ❞
𝐋𝐈𝐃𝐒 𝐑𝐀𝐏𝐈𝐃𝐋𝐘 𝐅𝐋𝐔𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐃 –––––– unconsciously within palpable apprehension ‘twined by agitation drowns him further to abyss ; DID HE JUST EXPOSE HIMSELF IN FRONT OF HIM ? the 𝗶𝗻𝗰𝗲𝘀𝘀𝗮𝗻𝘁 statements of defense slovenly uttered , justifying his previous articulation as mere innocuous compliment meshed with impish flirtation [ . . . ] KENDALL MISINTERPRENT THE COQUETRY AS AN INTERVENTION –––––– he exposed himself , blatantly , stupidly , pathetically / lord knows every words pierced as a revelation of the person’s self-observation &. he feels 𝐧𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐝 within his own skin [ . . . ] no , his body doesn’t feel like his as the reaction was exaggerated ; convulsing , enticed , even his body isn’t his when he tries to retract the 𝐂𝐎𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐃𝐈𝐂𝐄 &. retort to the persona of roy’s family business .. hands balled , cranium shook , cunning simper adorned
❛ f-forget it. yup. yeah. thank you. i know i am handsome , ❜ borrowing his brother’s self-confidence of humor appeasing the situation , the prodigal son begrudgingly moves slightly away from them –––––– 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐎𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐆 the impression people always know about kendall l. roy , who doesn’t wither upon err yet embarks within glory of victory that his self-image is preserved ; a man who can take spit on face despite generous offer bestowed [ . . . ] KENDALL ROY DOESN’T NEED ANYONE ( but his siblings ) ❛ just don’t fucking hovering , dude , you smell like shit , just like your fucking compliment –––––– you don’t need to say the 𝐨𝐛𝐯𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬 , okay ? ❜
𝙼𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚊 𝚃𝚜𝚟𝚎𝚝𝚊𝚎𝚟𝚊, 𝚂𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚙𝚘𝚎𝚖𝚜 (𝟷𝟾𝟿𝟸-𝟷𝟿𝟺𝟷)
،، .⠀ 𝐍𝐔𝐓-𝐒𝐀𝐂𝐊 𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐆𝐔𝐘 ,
❛ hey, dude, maybe specify before getting mad at me, yo, ❜ jesse snapped, puffing his chest. ❛ maybe, like, i don’t know, i thought the brother who’s a junkie wasn’t all that into pills, man. if he did he wouldn’t be getting ‘em from me, yeah? ❜
arms defensively folded upon the chest –––––– head beckoned dramatically to emphasize the annoyance with squint of eyes ; he does look like kendall’s type &. KENDALL’S TYPE WOULDN’T BE SO DUMB ENOUGH TO GIVE SOMETHING IN MIDDLE OF P.R. THERAPHY
❛ whatever dude , he just fucking throw fits at my dad , ❜ massaging his temple ; why the fuck did he even say that ? perhaps he wants to guilt-trip the man to feel responsible for their failure yet he doesn’t want to smear a bad reputation about his brother ( despite shiv already did it in front of media but he still loves his siblings ) ❛ what the fuck did you give , like heroin or something ? ❜
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Holy Shit by Father John Misty!
The last lyrics of the song always stick with me when ever I listen to it
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،، .⠀ 𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑 ,
This PASSION in Connor, a true bright light that they cherish and appreciate. How many people have they met who would steal the stars, slaughter them to be the greater constellation ? [ … ] More than enough to make Heaven snow red. ( The world needs more people like my best friend here: Forever shining, shining, shining, through the days and nights, DESPITE IT ALL — ) Playfully, they ruffle Connor’s hair as his response echoes across their mind. Even though he is yet most uncertain of the answer, his ardor, golden and constant, still brings a big smile on their face and they laugh in fondness.
❝ Well, from the sound of you, Connie, it must be - it must be amazing! ❞ They see no harm behind holding that sweet little faith in Willa and Connor, the idea that the pair can bring USA to at least some wonderment from this work, so, in lovely delight, checking the calendar app on their iPhone, they decide: ❝ Alright, fi- fi- fine, buddy, I will take a role as my schedule is not too tight at the moment... But do you have - do you have annyyy idea on what my role will be? Not even just a ch- character archetype? ❞
𝐁𝐔𝐎𝐘𝐀𝐍𝐓 CHORTLE EMITTED EARNESTLY –––––– freely given without earning the contemptuous sentiment from him because the person’s playing along with his stratagem of pilfering the 𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 from his siblings to him [ . . . ] FOR ONCE , HE IS BEING 𝐑𝐄𝐂𝐎𝐆𝐍𝐈𝐙𝐄𝐃 without skepticism of his sanity nor psychique ; seen for his amiable offering , arborous passion for art despite his indifference yet selling 𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐬 to artists grant you an everlasting immortality , even within artificial offer of uncertainty ; he still accepts because he is a seller regardless the unknown fact that the person may 𝗽𝗶𝘁𝘆 him instead of appreciating him [ . . . ] HE CAN’T DIFFERENATE THAT BECAUSE NO ONE HAS EVER BEEN BOTHERED TO TELL HIM THEY’RE 𝐏𝐈𝐓𝐘𝐈𝐍𝐆 HIM ,
❛ it is ! ! ! oh you should see willa , she’ll be so EXCITED for this. SHE’S BEEN DREAMING TO WRITE THIS PLAY , ❜ exuberant fidgeting , giggling like a child as he dismissed the tousled tresses ; he’s being used yet he can’t see it , merely because a 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐞 was established &. he’s blind to see the possibility of belittlement upon the gestures he made ( was it genuine or simply a veiled jest he doesn’t inquired upon –––––– UNNOTICIED YET REMEMBERED ) ❛ i think you’re gonna play someone like kendall , i’m not sure just yet BUT ! ! ! It’s gonna be 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤 as fuck , imagine like kubrick meet jane champ.ion or any female directors –––––– IT’S GONNA BE SO LIT ❜