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diannagram:
It’s Always You | An Eisenstone mix. (listen)
Photo credit: my edit. Do not steal.
this modern love - bloc party // don’t i hold you - wheat // pulling our weight - the radio dept. // smoke - daughter // the guilty ones - spring awakening // remember to breathe - dashboard confessional // smother - daughter // xavia - the submarines // stars - barcelona
breathinginpairs:
Jesse: “She’s phenomenal. She’s a totally unique talent. She’s everything. She’s hysterical and real, and she’s just wonderful.”
Emma: “He’s a genius. He’s the funniest person I’ve ever met. He’s the most honest person I’ve ever met, to the point where you’re like, ‘You must be kidding, because the things you’re saying are so honest.’ He’s just so open and lovely. Oh, God, he’s just fantastic.”
broincest:
Jesse with a puppy!!!!!!!!!!
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emlary:
“The Spoils” opening night - 06.02.15 @ NYC
emlary:
06.18.15 @ NYC (x)
batgirled:
we don’t get out very much, we don’t get out very much i’m afraid were loosing touch with our balled up little crowd when we get out and get drunk and we get high and don’t talk we just walk and walk and walk until we find ourselves alone but at least we’ve got each other
The World That I Wanted || Eisenstone
Three months was such a long time. Though, given everything they had been through, it was the calmest few months they’d had in a long time. The break up, the rehab, moving in- moving out- moving back in, it was a lot in a short space off time. She only wished it were as calm but with him not working so much. Of course, she didn’t grumble. It’s what they both did. She just missed him.
Jesse brought his cats to move into the apartment with him, so while he was away, at least she had some company. Though they seemed a lot more aloof with her than normal she noticed as she was stroking one sat on the sofa with some daytime show on on the background. “Do you miss your daddy?” She asked stroking from the top of it’s head to the tip of it’s tail. That stroke seemed like one too much, and she was off the sofa and out the door before Emma could even grumble.
Thankfully, her phone buzzed and her mood completely changed seeing it was Jesse that was flashing up in front of a cheesy photo of the two of them as the background. Emma made a mental note to change that as she answered the call and paced as they spoke.
“I’m actually at the airport trying to grab a cab or something resembling a means of transport.”
Her smile grew wider as she leaned on the back windowsill which looked over their garden. After muttering something about the shed she was attempting to build- but had the murder scene evidence right in front of her eyes, so quickly got off the subject- She offered to pick him up in the truck her dad lent her for moving thing for the shed. Emma made another mental note to give the truck back too. She’d call someone in to build the shed. She’d done more damage than good by now.
Clicking off the phone, she grabbed the keys to the car, and bent down to stroke Jesse’s cat again. “Dad’s coming home!” Her excitement burst as she made a noise and skipped quickly down the stairs and into the truck. Thankfully, the airport wasn’t too far away. It was just a pain in the ass with traffic, but still not worth the walk. Digging through the drivers side pocket for a certain cassette since the car didn’t have a CD port or AUX leads, she pulled out Spice Girls. The only one she kept from childhood that was actually hers. Putting in it, she sang along loud with the windows down going- Tops- 30 miles an hour behind traffic.
Finally, she reached the airport. Parking as close as she could, she hopped out the car and started lightly jogging over to the doors. Before she got there, she was the signs of curly hair, lost expressions and a few people around him like flies. As they left, she ran over to him again, locking eyes before throwing her arms around his neck and holding him for a minute before pulling back to kiss his lips lightly. “Hi Snowflake.”
Distance and time always seem to get in the way of good things. Jesse had learnt that quite a while ago. But somehow, this time, it was different. There were no apologies to make, not heartbreak to fix. This time it was just him coming home from a long few months of work. It felt good to know that this time apart he had spend with Emma, was something they had both agreed to, that neither of them just fell out of the relationship, letting the other person to fend for themselves. Like he had done once.
He had landed at the airport an hour ago; he didn’t want to call Emma in order to surprise her, but seeing as it was impossible for him to catch a cab at that hour, he had to give in. She was always his savior in these situations.
After calling Emma and spending a few minutes talking non-sense like they always did, he finally told her where he was, trying to dissimulate his cry for help. She was always quick to catch on and before he could say anything else, she had hung up. Jesse just wandered around the airport, trying to kill some time before her arrival.
He just wanted to hung her and kiss her, tell her how much he had missed seeing her. The curly haired knew he was in too deep, that it was hard for him to leave her for any amount of time and that that was probably unhealthy for the both of them. But that was their work, and he’d be damned if they didn’t find a way to make it work. All doubts about her feelings for him were gone by this point, and he’d fight all of hell for things to keep being that way.
After waiting for what seemed like 30 minutes (he wasn’t completely sure seeing as his inner clock was four hours behind) Jesse stood near one of the entrances, staring at the news on one of the flat screens and wondering why do all airports always have CNN on. He was starting to feel crowded, spotting people surrounding him from the corner of his eyes, which made him start getting anxious. Shaking his head, the curly haired guy turned around and spotted a redheaded girl running towards him and wrapping her arms around his neck.
Jesse was confused for about 0.5 seconds before dropping his bags and locking his arms around her waist. Her perfume was the only clue he needed to recognize her. That and the fact no one would ever greet him with such excitement. He felt her lips and his, fighting the urge to deepen the kiss in front of so many people, however he had to comply slightly. He had missed her so much. After the broke apart to catch some air, Jesse smiled. “Hi, sunshine.”
You’re adorable. Wait, you’re coming home? Do you want me to pick you up? I have my dads old truck because I’m trying to build a shed but- Well that’s a different story. I can come now if you want?
That, I am. Yes, actually. Really? Wait.. a shed? Wha--okay, yes, please come pick me up.
You certainly know the way to my heart, Jesse. Don’t worry, I happen to think you’re worth every second. Are you coming home soon? I sort of miss you, you know.
I do try. Well, that’s always good to know. You’re also worth every second, sunshine. I’m actually at the airport trying to grab a cab or something resembling a means of transport. I miss you too.
Lurking too far away, in my humble opinion. Well I’ve been waiting for you all my miserable life, obviously. You almost missed Eisenstone’s half birthday. That would have been tragic as a father.
There’s no such thing as too much lurking, Emma. Oh, I hope it wasn’t a worthless wait, then. I know, I guess it comes with the genes. I’ll make it up to you both.
I’m getting the impression there’s something private about your filming. I don’t know where I got that from. Hey there, handsome. Where you been all my miserable life?
Right? Who knows? Oh, hello. Well, I’ve probably been lurking. I’m quite good at that. Or just at home, y’know... with the cats. How about you? Where have you been all my miserable life?
From the set interview (HitFix)
KRIS: I jumped at working with Jesse again. You know, we really had a good time on 'Adventureland' a couple of years ago. And I sort of declared we should definitely make a movie every five years, so just to be in keeping with that, [I] jumped on this one.
[The feeling is, in case you couldn't guess, mutual]
JESSE: I couldn't say enough about her. She's a phenomenal actress. I remember when we were working together [on 'Adventureland'], she was 18 or 17 or something, and after like the first scene I just went over to the director and I said, 'She's really funny.' And he's like 'Yeah, I know.' I was like, 'No, no she's REALLY funny.' She's genuinely very funny...but she does it in a way that's like, without drawing attention to herself being funny. [...] She like is the least vain person you'll meet. And she's also like a very pretty woman, so it's --.
KRIS: He's really vain, all day long.. Like Jesus, he's in makeup so much longer than me, obviously.
[We all laugh]
JESSE: Anyway, she seems to like serve the story and the other actors before herself. It's a wonderful quality. So it's nice.
KRIS: Likewise
“I love words, I love unusual phrasing, I love when people say things that are not cliché.” (x)
Jenny Offill, Dept. of Speculation
Henry Miller, Tropic of Cancer
