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potential au - salbucktommy : Tommy is getting ready to retire from acting and is looking to direct his first project. Sal, his manager and partner, brings him an Indy script with newcomer Buck attached to the project. The studio will let Tommy direct if he also stars as Bucks love interest.
1. Forty is probably too young to retire from acting, but Tommy's sick of being The Action Guy or The Jock Boyfriend. Every halfway interesting project he's ever done died on the vine or played to an audience of barely interested patrons who'd occasionally bring it up online as examples of surprisingly good films they saw on TV once that no one else seems to have heard of. His agent was a piece of shit that he finally dropped, but the damage was done. Sal's been doing what he can to save what's left of his career, but Tommy points out that he's been wanting to direct for years. "Then we'll get you something to fuckin' direct," Sal says firmly, squeezing his hand where it's resting on their table. He leans across and nuzzles Tommy's cheek before kissing him on the same spot, and Tommy feels the knot of tension ease in his chest.
2. It takes a little while to find something, but then Sal storms into his trailer on the middlingly popular procedural he's guest starring on and drops a script on Tommy's lap. "Found it," he says, and Tommy stops packing up his shit and starts reading. Sal guides him out of the trailer and to the car while Tommy keeps reading. He's still reading when they get home, while Sal cooks dinner, while they eat. It's engrossing and funny and sweet and heartfelt and dramatic and perfect. He wants to direct it so bad. It's a queer love story that he actually sees himself in. It would be a good time to come out, too, because having to pretend he lives alone fucking sucks. "There's a catch," Sal says once he's finished it. "You gotta be in it, too. The studio only came to me with it because they wanted you to be in it. No audition, straight offer." Tommy hesitates, because that's a lot to take on for a first time directing gig. He's only directed shorts so far. "They've already got the other lead, too," Sal adds. "It's, uh, Evan Buckley." Evan Buckley has been making the rounds after a start as a CW/MTV heartthrob. He's been on the indie circuit almost exclusively and making a name for himself. So at least he's not going to be awful. "Fine," Tommy says. "But Bobby's my first AD."
3. The prep time is long because of conflicting schedules and funding, but it works out. It gives Tommy time to learn the movie back to front, to confer with his department heads about how everything should look and sound and feel. He finally gets his costar back from a project in the backwoods of Canada, and Evan Buckley is borderline cherubic, shy, adorable, and talkative all at once. His copy of the script is covered in notes and has sticky tabs and loose pieces of paper tucked into it, but he's asking more questions than anything else during their meeting. He's taking more notes as Tommy answers, and Tommy feels himself relax. Evan understands the character, the project, what they need to show the audience, and what needs to be held back. When Sal pokes his head into the office that Tommy's acquired, Tommy gives him a subtle thumbs up before introducing them. "Can I tell you guys something?" Evan asks, and they nod. "Okay, uh, I'm still figuring this out with my publicist, a-and I can put it off if it fucks with the movie release, I'd never want to do that. But, uh, I might need to come out. While I was doing all the character work and research and stuff, I just thought a lot about myself and my life a-and I think I might be bisexual." And Tommy smiles and looks over at Sal, and Sal nods a little. "Well," Tommy says. "Thank you for telling us. Uh, I'm going to probably be doing something similar. I'm gay. Sal and I are actually--" "For almost ten years," Sal adds as Tommy gestures between them. And Evan looks poleaxed and then relieved, and they start talking about relating to the characters.
4. Rehearsals go well. The cast is small, because it's a small town story. Tommy has their intimacy coordinator present for the rehearsals, even though there's no full contact, just so they can start blocking things out and making notes as they go so they're not rushing into setting up boundaries. Evan seems to be a little more lackadaisical about it, but Tommy says, "We don't have to choreograph this, but I refuse to let anyone be uncomfortable, okay?" And Evan nods and asks him not to bite a specific spot on his neck because it hurts a lot, and Tommy circles and puts an X through it on a little diagram of the human body that says "E.B." under it.
5. Shooting is a whole lot of running around for Tommy. He has Bobby call for action and cuts whenever possible so he doesn't have to break character for it, but then he has to run back to their tiny video village and watch playbacks and then run back to his mark and give both himself and the other actors notes. He has to talk about himself in the third person to do it, and it makes Evan smile every time. "Okay, Tommy's being way too unclear with the motivation here," Tommy says. "Well, he's dealing with a lot," Evan teases. And Tommy sticks his tongue out at him, and Evan wrinkles his nose at him and makes a face, and oh no Tommy's getting a crush.
6. "You know, you're lucky I'm used to your dramatic diva actor bullshit or I'd be sleeping at Gina's," Sal says as Tommy flops face first onto their bed and makes a low, wounded noise like a long trapped animal begging for death. And then he turns his head and glares, because he's not dramatic. "I'm having character bleed," he complains. "Put pressure on it," Sal says dryly. "What is it?" "I think I've got a crush on Evan," Tommy says into the duvet as Sal rubs his back. "Yeah, well, join the club," Sal says, shrugging when Tommy looks over at him. "He's cute." "You're not helping," Tommy complains. "Was I supposed to be?" Sal teases, swooping in to kiss his ear and rub his face in Tommy's neck and make him squirm when it gets ticklish. "Stop having a crush on your hot costar, baby. Especially if you get to kiss him and I don't." Tommy smacks at him until he's got Sal pinned, and then he grinds down on him and nips at his chin and kisses him. Sal grins up at him, unrepentant and shameless and still so much the cocky young fucker Tommy used to show off for to impress.
7. The first love scene takes a few days to get to. They've only got one of the kids, a couple of dogs, and an older character actor for a limited window, so Tommy knocks as much of that out as he can without overworking anyone. Evan comes in and watches scenes he's not in, because he wants to keep an eye on the fabric of the story. It's such actor bullshit, but Tommy doesn't mind having him there at all. Neither does Sal when he drops by. "Don't you have other clients?" Tommy murmurs as Sal kisses him against a fake wall between two sets. "Nah, fuck 'em," Sal murmurs back. "I only got one that matters." And Tommy flushes and kisses him, and when Sal's mouth finds his neck, Tommy turns and sees Evan approach, freeze, watch for a moment until he realizes Tommy sees him, and then he leaves. An hour later, they have to kiss for the camera for the first time, and it's all very professional and sweet and gentle, because it's their first kiss and also the first kiss for their characters. But Tommy knows he smells like Sal's cologne, and Evan's fingers grip the back of his shoulder tight when he kisses back.
8. They have a few love scenes, the big ones are one in bed and one on a couch. The one on the couch is Evan climbing on his lap and trying to distract Tommy from his work, and Tommy has all the yes and no spots running through his head to distract himself from how Evan feels writhing against him and teasing him. They have to do it from three angles, and Tommy's lips are swollen and raw by the end. They keep needing makeup reapplication, and Bobby's checking the footage instead. The crew is small for the scene, smaller still for the bed one. Tommy's wearing flesh colored briefs and lounging under a blanket while he dictates the shot list order and looks at sample stills and light tests from their DP. He's got a body pillow standing in for Evan, and then Evan comes in wearing a robe and sits on the edge of the bed. He's reading the sides for the day, and when Tommy says they're going to do a quick rehearsal for lighting and sound, Evan hands the robe off to Ravi and climbs under the blanket. It's a morning after scene, tender and lit in low, cold morning light. They're in a cocoon of tenderness and peace before reality slams down on them, and Tommy spoons against him as best he can without pressing his dick against Evan's ass or thigh. They find a comfortable position that they can hold for a few shots, and Tommy calls to start. They don't do any full contact, just brushing hands and miming. When they're done and Bobby carries the monitor over, Tommy slips on the headphones and listens and watches. It works, it looks natural even without their mouths touching. So he calls to start, and he falls into the feeling of nuzzling Evan's neck and kissing him and urging him onto his back. And he's all too aware that there's a camera over his shoulder as Evan looks up at him with unshed tears in his eyes and begs him not to go, and Tommy lowers himself and says his lines and feels Evan bury his face and hears him sniffle, and then he hears Evan chanting softly, "Don't go don't go don't go, god, please--" And Tommy pulls back and sees genuine anguish on Evan's face and curls his hand over his cheek and wipes his tears and shakily calls for a cut, to clear the set.
9. Evan cries for a while, and Tommy hauls him in for a long hug and rubs his back. "Do you want me to get Sal?" he asks quietly, and Evan nods. And Tommy picks up a walkie and calls for Sal, and his partner runs in from another part of the soundstage. He's on Evan's other side and hugging him, too, and Evan apologizes for the whole thing. "It's so stupid," he says, wiping his face. "I just...I get it." And Sal pulls a pocket pack of tissue from his jacket and wipes Evan's face and shakes his head. "It ain't stupid," he says softly. When Evan says he's okay, they hug him one more time before Tommy calls for the crew. Hen is careful with makeup, she has eyedrops to help, and she teases Evan gently until he laughs. She bumps their foreheads together gently and backs out of the set, relegated to an area where she can't see anything along with most of the crew. When they pick back up, Tommy does what Evan asked and acts off the back of what just happened, and they're both crying by the end, clutching each other and sobbing, and there's something inside Tommy's chest that feels split open by the whole thing. When he's holding Evan after and loving on him, Tommy feels like he's really checking in. And when Evan smiles, brilliant and beautiful, and reaches up to squeeze Tommy's hand, that feels real, too.
10. It's a day off, and Tommy and Sal are enjoying some time in their yard trying to tame some tomato plants that have gotten out of hand, doing their best Godfather Brando as they do. But then the gate is opening, and Evan comes around the side of the house. "You want some tomatoes?" Tommy asks. "They any good?" Evan asks, smiling and closing an eye against the sunlight. "What kinda Guidos do you take us for? Of course they're good," Sal says, doing the fucking hands and everything. Tommy rolls his eyes and hands Evan a full basket of tomatoes. "What brings you here?" he asks. "Just...wanted to be here, I guess," Evan says, shrugging. Tommy hands him a pair of gardening gloves and puts him to work. They're slathered in sunscreen so Hen doesn't draw and quarter them. When Sal yanks his shirt up to wipe his forehead, Tommy catches Evan watching. "I don't date costars," Tommy says. "Well, I haven't had to worry about it for a long time. Sal and I were never costars, though, he can't act his way out of a paper bag--" "Fuck you, sweetheart," Sal says, grinning. "But it usually makes things weird and complicated," Tommy says, and Evan nods, looking glum and dejected but not surprised. "So all of this is really against what I'd usually do, I just wanted you to know that." And Evan's head whips up, and he looks at Tommy and then Sal and his lips part, and Tommy kisses him and tastes salt from the sweat. "Nuh-uh, you've been kissing him all fucking week," Sal complains, and Evan huffs out a laugh as Tommy pulls away. "Now you know how I feel," Evan teases. "Not yet I don't," Sal shoots back with a leer before drawing him into a kiss.
hot take but if it's really a free trial then people shouldn't be expected to give their credit card infos before entering the trial. they should only be asked to do that once the trial is ending or after it's already ended and they're satisfied with what they're paying for. not if they forgot to manually cancel the payment that they didn't sign even sign up for
the first time ilya takes shane to the club after they get married, he shaves beforehand, puts on a tight black tank top and sprays himself with his fuckboy cologne from the hookup era. shane is already horny for him even before they leave the house — crucially, he loves fuckboy ilya, because come on, he’s been fucking this man for years when he looked exactly like this.
at the club, ilya buys out the entire dj set to only play 2010s club anthems all night long. he wants to give shane the ultimate 2010s clubbing experience he never had, but also make up for all those nights ilya had to spend dancing and making out with strangers and not the one person he wanted. but now he gets to do all this with his husband! who is delightfully hard for him by the way, because shane finds sleazy club slut ilya absolutely irresistible. ilya is gripping his hips, grinding against him, licking his neck and whispering the dirtiest filth into his ear, and shane gets dizzying butterflies he imagines all those girls got back then. and he isn’t even retroactively jealous, because now his ring is on ilya’s finger, and oh god, he gets to be taken home by ilya rozanov! he gets to have all his attention now and get railed stupid by him later!! in their shared home!!! shane is living his dream life, and ilya is right there with him.
extremely funny scenario in which rose joins shane as his plus one and moral support for going after the guy he wants at all stars because she can be his buddy and also his cover for making up for lost time with ilya
which is complicated by the fact that ilya takes one look at rose and shane at the bar (rose's arm looped through shane's in what ilya doesn't know is just a friends move) and BOOKS IT so he doesn't have to see this
and then proceeds to avoid them at EVERY fucking turn
this all terminates into rose going "fuck it I'm a true bro and I'm making this happen so help me GOD" and managing to arrange locking them in a closet together (which is. so funny. but this is not the time to point out the punchline.) (she'll save it.) so ilya can't run away.
and it's very sweet and they have their moment of honesty and yay back to ilya's room now fo-
the-the door is locked.
because it turns out that rose got a LITTLE too enthusiastic in locking it after her plan worked PERFECTLY and now something in the mechanism is broken.
so in one sense, shane did come out of the closet, but in another sense that's going to be funny only probably a few months from now, he AND ilya are now stuck in the closet in a way that is both metaphorical and also. painfully literal.
This scenario is also raising mental images of Rose from Minnesota "I have brothers" Landry being so determined to pin Ilya down to make him talk with Shane that all glamourous movie star persona drops away and she just fucking tackles him, and Ilya has no idea how to react to this attack so she actually succeeds in wrestling him to the ground
Shane's looking slightly scared by all this in the background, Ilya's saying "Shane! Your girlfriend attacked me!" And she's going "I'm NOT his girlfriend, now you two are going to TALK to each other, or so help me god" and drags them both to the closet
the idea of petite movie star rose landry tapping into her roots and turning into a linebacker to take down giant professional athlete ilya rozanov is SO goddamn funny
because also ilya would NOT know how to fucking react
like he wrestles with svetlana for fun but this is?? NOT FUN?? IS THIS?? AN ATTACK?? WHAT THE F U C K IS HAPPENING RIGHT NOW?? HE CAN'T ACTUALLY HIT HER BUT HE IS BEING FUCKING?? PINNED DOWN?? OH MY GOD???? DID HOLLANDER TELL HER ABOUT THEIR PAST TOGETHER????? IS THIS JEALOUSY?? THAT'S EXCITING BUT ALSO GET?? OFF??? WHAT THE FUCK???
"she's not my girlfriend!" "i'm not his girlfriend!"
*brief moment of ooooh??? yay???? before returning to 'pinned to the ground with his face in the dirt' reality* "OKAY WELL GET YOUR WHATEVER OFF OF ME."
GOD a huge contributing factor to rose not keeping track of time and noticing how long shane has been mia is that baby girl gets DRUNK on how many people are buying her shots for being the one to take ilya rozanov DOWN.
the mention of younger brother Ilya vs older sister Rose is killing me, because I think Ilya would just be soooo WILDY unprepared for this dynamic.
like, his older brother is both absentee and abusive, so I imagine his entire view of sibling relationships is incredibly tarred, and this woman is also his Greatest Enemy In Life.
so he’s getting youngerbrotherbodyslammed by this women who (like all older sisters, can just clock a younger sibling idk what to tell you) is supposed to hate him, but is treating him like a twit child???????
he’s squawking at her to get the fuck off of him, and she’s all “shut up you dramatic loser, you’re literally fine stop whining. Get your shit together and get your man oh my god!!!” And he’s like “DO I KNOW YOU????”
rose being a little worried this isn't going to work out because they can't even get ilya in front of them to even say hi, but then she gets eyes on ilya JUST long enough to go OOOH! you are Little Brother Shaped, and now she knows EXACTLY how to handle this.
No one wants to admit this but you don’t actually have to eat eggs and dairy for breakfast. Farmers just did that because they’d milk the cows and collect eggs in the morning. You can literally make a sandwich or a bowl of pasta or really anything you want for breakfast. There isn’t some medical reason you have to eat cereal and milk or fried eggs in the morning—our idea of “breakfast food” is an entirely artificial construct. Do what makes you happy.
Sorry, hon, but snopes.com lists this fact as "Mostly False." Kellogg did laud bland and healthy diets in general (but not Corn Flakes specifically) as one of many methods to prevent masturbation. But Corn Flakes was produced as an easy to digest breakfast, with the patients at the Kellogg sanitarium mainly in mind.
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