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[joseph-wilsons]

ofalex​:

“what, you used to being called cute or something? or do you want me to get creative with my words? you know i’m not that great at improv –” he scoffs, his smile growing a little wider. “i’m better with my actions, actually.” alex adds in, giving joey a quick little glance. it was shameless, really, for him to start flirting with the intern on set after only five minutes of speaking to him. it was a bit of a cliche, but joey didn’t seem to mind it very much. alex makes a motion as if he was zipping his lips together, “lips are sealed, i promise.” at his statement about his mother, alex couldn’t keep himself from smiling wide at him. “well that’s endearing. and not something i hear a lot of here so… it’s also refreshing. are you sure you’re in the right place?” his tone is playful, but he was half-serious. this industry was cut-throat and brutal. 

“i mean, i don’t want to brag or anything... but i am pretty used to being called cute. have you seen this face? do you think you’re the first one to think it was cute?” joey asked with a small smirk on his face, but his face was still red from that interaction, growing warmer with every word the other said. “you’re better with your actions? what is that supposed to mean?” he asked, even though he was pretty sure he knew what the other was talking about - it was easy talking to him, but part of him was still thinking if he should be doing this; after all, joey was just an intern and alex was an actor. at the question, joey let out a chuckle and shrugged his shoulders. “i don’t know, actually. i mean, i like this job and it definitely beats working in a coffee shop, even if i have to get coffees for everyone. but if you’re asking me if i see myself being an intern forever, then my answer is no. everyone is kind of mean to the interns.” he said with a sigh, looking down at his hands and then back at alex. “do you want to be an actor forever?”

[theavengers]

[joseph-wilsons]

gabriclbennett​:

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The absolute last thing that Gabriel needed today was some idiot intern rambling about rubber fucking ducks while being an hour late with his coffee. “Shut up immediately or I’m going to slam your head into the wall.” He didn’t even look up from his clipboard as he spoke, scrawling a note about the call he’d just taken for one of his clients. After a moment of silence he looked up at the young man and gave him a once over, eyes narrowed before glancing at the tray of coffees. “Black coffee with two sugars. Which one is it and why did it take you an hour to get five drinks?” Gabe wasn’t really a huge asshole most of the time but he was easily irritated and expected people doing a job to know how to do them well. 

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pursing his lips once the other told him to shut up, joey raised an eyebrow as he looked over at gabriel for a while. “hey, that’s violent, i’m pretty sure you can’t do that... or say that to me. plus, i know you wouldn’t do it.” he said, as he got closer to the other with the drinks in his hands, and as he looked down at them when the other asked for his, joey shrugged his shoulders as he grabbed the first one he thought would be the right one and handed it to gabriel - he had no idea if it was right, but he could at least hope. “there... and i got lost. and then distracted at the coffee shop. and then lost again when i was coming back. listen, you can’t really blame me, the streets of vancouver are confusing and i don’t know how to read a map on my phone, so i just ask people for directions. it really wasn’t a good idea, i’m pretty sure a lady barked at me.” he said with a shrug of his shoulders, as he took a seat in a nearby chair. “i’m tired, i’ll just stay here for a few minutes and then i’ll go back to getting these coffees out.”

[joseph-wilsons]

zaranotts​:

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She hadn’t ordered a coffee, but she let the rambles continue beside her as a half-smile slips upon her features. If it’d looked like she was looking for something it was probably the direction of her next meeting.

Who scheduled back to back meetings during their first week, not in their own office, without someone to offer direction? Zara did, that’s who.

“I think you’re safe.” She answers after a moment, brow cocking as she lets a smirk tug at her mouth. “I don’t think your rubber ducks keeping a government eye on you, but hey, maybe if you bring it with you it’ll tell you where these are supposed to be going.” Her head nods down to the coffee tray in hand, tone teasing lightly.

“Which way is studio three? Maybe you’ll find someone there who’s awaiting a coffee?” Maybe she could hook him into directions, though first impressions told her that maybe that was a mistake too. 

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joey looked at zara for a couple of seconds before his eyes fell back to the drink carrier momentarily, then back at the woman in front of him. “you know what, you’re probably right... do you think i should start bringing my rubber duck to here? i’m starting to think people would probably make fun of me, but if it helps me out with these drinks, maybe it’s not a bad idea. plus, i wouldn’t be alone while working.” he said with a small chuckle, tilting his head to the side when she asked him the way to studio three - she was probably new there, because anyone who knew joey probably wouldn’t ask him for directions; but then again, joey thought he should be helpful and smiled at zara. “i don’t know... but i can try and take you there! i mean, we have to find it eventually, right? c’mon!” he said with a smile on his face and started walking pretty much immediately after he said that, in search of the studio.

[joseph-wilsons]

ofalex​:

upon hearing his compliment, alex could only grin back at him, a small glint in his eye. what’s the harm in flirting a little with the cute intern? besides, HE STARTED IT. “cute, huh? i was just thinking the same about you.” he finishes off with a soft smile, using his hand propped up to rest his head on. he scoffs, rolls his eyes a little. “the distrust that you have in a complete stranger is appalling.” he teases him, “but i WON’T TELL A SOUL.” alex lets out a small laugh at the mention of his heelies, “well it’s an efficient way to get coffee around, i’ll give you that. still, how anyone could be MEAN to you is beyond me. don’t take it personally, though – most of them just like to step on the little guy to make themselves feel better about their latest substance addiction.”

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once alex complimented him back, joey couldn’t help himself when he started blushing, feeling his cheeks growing warm. “c’mon... i know i am, but you could be a little original with the compliments.” he teased with a small chuckle, looking over at alex with a smile on his face. “i don’t actually remember any of the names, i guess that’s why i keep getting all of the orders wrong. but trust me, there’s plenty of people that deserve to have their coffee thrown away... on their heads. and again, i would really appreciate it if we just kept this to ourselves.” he said with a smile, as he ran a hand through his hair and let out a sigh - he was starting to think that maybe he should go to work, but he couldn’t get himself to up and leave now, especially since he was interested in talking with alex. “i mean, there will always people who are just mean for no reason, but don’t worry about it, it’s not like i let them. my moms always told me that i should be myself but not let anyone bring me down, so that’s what i do.” he smiled.

[joseph-wilsons]

xaviermatthews​:

“I don’t think I want to know the full picture of what you find romantic if ducks are somehow a part of it.” 

Xavier had a curious mind but even he had to draw a line somewhere. If it was anyone else, he would have given him shit for saying he used his app as a makeshift dream journal, but it was damn near impossible to truly give Joey shit. He was just too… Joey. 

“Watch, yes. Pet the dogs, technically, no. But I’m not super strict on enforcing that, unless I’m actively training them. You got any free time tomorrow? I can see if our schedules sync up.” 

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“c’mon, you can’t tell me that ducks aren’t cute! have you seen baby ducks? they’re really cute. and they can be kind of romantic if they’re in the background, you can’t deny that.” he said with a chuckle, as he looked over at xavier with a smile on his face, as he listened to him talk about the dogs - now joey was definitely excited about going to work tomorrow, even if he still had to work. “yes! i’m definitely free tomorrow... i don’t know at which time, but i’ll come and find you. plus, if i run away from someone, i’m pretty sure that i can make time for the dogs. and i’m still going to pet them, all dogs deserved to be petted. and all dogs love me.” he said with a nod. “that’s pretty cool, how do you train them?” he asked, raising an eyebrow.

[joseph-wilsons]

kaibower​:

There were moments in life that Kai wished could never end. That would stretch into infinity, etched onto paper for him to treasure forever; never fading from his memory. This was not one of those moments. No, this was a particularly awkward and painful interaction involving a coffee order, government drones and… ducks? Kai pulled his Airpod’s out of his ears to listen more carefully to what the other man— although one glance and he would have guessed pre-pubescent teenager — was rambling on about. “Dude, what the fuck are you even talking about? What kind of secret service ducks have you been feeding bread to at the park?”

joey looked at the other with a small frown on his face once he replied, but he shrugged his shoulders either way and continued to ramble on about what he was talking before. “do you really think that secret service ducks are real? because that would be pretty cool, actually. wait, do you think i can talk to anyone here about making a movie about that?  wait, maybe i shouldn’t have told you that, now i’m pretty sure that you could steal my idea.” he said, shrugging his shoulders at the other as he grabbed one of the random coffees he had in the drink carrier and handed it him to the other. “if it’s the wrong order then i don’t know, maybe you can talk to another intern and be nicer to them too.” he said, but still offered a smile.

[joseph-wilsons]

xaviermatthews​:

“Yeah. One nibbled on me at the gig I was at before this. It was this uber romantic scene with these two actors in a boat on a lake so I had to move the ducks out of the shot cause no one wants to see ducks, apparently. Man, they did not like that shit.” It’s funny to him now, just another day in the life he had chosen. 

“You’ll get them eventually, bud. Maybe start writing shit down. Notes app, it’s useful for more than just twitter apologies.” He takes another drink of his sugar explosion of a coffee before he answers. “I’m training a pair of German Shephards for a buddy cop movie that’s shooting in eight weeks. Pretty dope morning, can’t lie.”

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“i think the ducks would make the scene even more romantic, if you’re asking my opinion... but maybe it’s just because i realy like ducks. but it’s not fair that you had to move them, they were at the lake first, so maybe they thought they were being attacked and losing their home.” he said with a small sigh, as he looked at xavier with a smile on his face, holding the drinks close to him. “and people have told me that, but i just use my notes app for other stuff. like my dreams, i write those a lot because i don’t want to forget them.” he said, letting out a chuckle but quickly getting excited about what the other was doing. “wait, really? that’s awesome! can i come with you and watch? can i also pet the dogs? say yes.” he said with a smile.

[joseph-wilsons]

xaviermatthews​:

“Because they’re unpredictable like that. Why do ducks do anything?” If he knew the answer to that, maybe he would excel at his chosen profession. It was hardly cause for a tetanus shot, so he hadn’t dwelled too much on it. 

He shakes his head at the offer, not wanting to add to Joseph’s work for the day. 

“Nah, I can live with the sugar rush. This what they got you doing for the day?” He asks, pointing to the coffee in hand. 

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“i don’t know, i like to think that they have a duck agenda that they have to attend to every day. maybe one of the days they have to bite people... but i’ve never been bitten by a duck before. have you?” he asked, tilting his head to the side as he looked at xavier and waited for an answer. seeing that the other denied his offer, joey let out a sigh. “yes. it seems like it’s all i do and it feels like i’ve been doing the same thing for two weeks. do you think it’s because i can’t get the orders right?” he asked, raising an eyebrow. “what about you? what are you doing?” he asked with a smile on his face.

[joseph-wilsons]

xaviermatthews​:

As far as co-workers went, Joseph was a martian to Xavier. Away in the clouds, not tethered to the monotony of the day to day like everyone else. He sometimes wondered if it was because he was so green to the job, but now he thinks he’s just like that. Still odd. 

“You’ve never been bitten in the ankle by a duck then while trying to give it a pep talk about a shoot. They can be nippy fuckers, definitely weren’t drones, though I guess that could be a good idea. Incognito and shit.” 

He reaches to take a coffee cup from him, not caring if it was necessarily his, he just needed a caffeine fix. After one swig, he feels instant regret. 

“Damn, who needs that much sugar in coffee? Weird asses.” 

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joey looked up at xavier with a frown, shaking his head slowly. “why would ducks bite people? i thought they were kind of nice, at least it’s what i see on television. are ducks just going around biting people?” he asked, raising an eyebrow at xavier with a sigh, smiling when he took his coffee. seeing the other’s face as he took a sip, joey just shrugged his shoulders and made an offended face, although he wasn’t really offended. “i like sugar in my coffee! maybe that’s mine. and i’m not a weird ass and i don’t have a weird ass either. don’t be mean. you can take another drink, i guess.” he said, looking at his drink carrier with a sigh.

[joseph-wilsons]

vcntages​:

dara always felt a little weird asking for favors. or anything really. so the whole coffee debacle was making her consider never ordering anything again to avoid the anxiety of uncertainty until joey started talking about rubber ducks. “ducks?” she questioned with raised eyebrows before chuckling softly. “i thought it was pigeons who were secretly drones.” according to the internet… somewhere. she realized it was a weird common knowledge to have. “er — thank you.” dara snapped out of it before she could think too deeply and reached for the first coffee at random. she was the type to thank the waitress for a wrong order and eat it instead of saying anything, and it applied here as well with joey. “it’s actually not bad.” she meant it after taking a sip and nodded. it definitely wasn’t her drink but at this point she’d forgotten her order. this would work out just fine. “do you ever wonder where the bird-drone rumor came from?” she asked suddenly. dara’s mind wouldn’t let it go. “like it’s a pretty great idea since birds are everywhere, but i wonder who started it. and now i’m really wondering if it’s ducks or pigeons… at least pigeons can fly and survey better.”

“why does everyone keep saying that it’s the pigeons? i think pigeons are way cooler to just become drones... although i can see why they would want to become drones, who doesn’t want to become half robot?” he asked, shrugging his shoulders at dara with a smile as she took his drink. joey watched her carefully as she drank it, nodding his head slowly when she said that it wasn’t bad. luckily joey had gotten it right this time around and dara didn’t seem like the type to go and get him another drink. so now he was just glad that he had actually gotten it right one time and once he was about to walk away, he heard dara asking him a question that left him wondering for a few seconds. “i don’t know where it came from, but i think i’ve seen it on television before... not the drones, but someone talking about it. and i think it could be both, i mean ducks can fly too, right? i think i’ve seen ducks fly before.” he said with a small nod of his head.

[joseph-wilsons]

arloashford​:

“you are well aware that the duck is not a sentient being and therefore will not die if you cut it open. and they cost like 3 bucks i’m pretty sure you could find a replacement.” a slow smirk creeps up across her lips, realising that this kid could be just gullible enough to mess with. “besides it’s not your rubber ducks you should be worried about. i hear they plant listening devices on pigeons.” arlo says in a low whisper, leaning in closer as though she were telling him an important secret. “it’s the tags on their ankles.”

“but i don’t want to hurt it still, i don’t know what a sentient being is. and i also don’t know how to spell that word, so it’s really sad if i end up doing that.” he said with a small sigh, as he looked over at arlo as she started talking about not being worried with rubber ducks, but with pigeons instead. “wait, really? but i thought pigeons would be kind of nice too. i mean, i like to feed them sometimes when i’m on my way here and i’m eating something. they start surrounding me and then i just give them some of my food. maybe they’re spying on me,  i don’t know.” he said with a nod of his head, as he looked at arlo. “do you think i should try taking a tag from one of their ankles? maybe they’re being mind controlled with that.”

[joseph-wilsons]

spvcters​:

      her smile reflected his own as she rocked back and forth on her feet. she enjoyed talking to joey, even if he was forgetful with coffee orders.       “hmm, you could always shorten the names of things! i know people refer to frappuccinos as frappes which sounds easier to spell. i’m pretty sure i also wouldn’t know how to spell frappuccinos if you asked me.”       she reassured him, reaching out to pat his shoulder. her lips pressed together as he talked about the rubber duck in his house, though she was admittedly more interested in the mention of his cat than the duck.       “can’t imagine why on earth a ghost would decide to haunt a rubber duck. like i said, they’re pretty pointless. but maybe your cat just hates rubber ducks for that reason?”       she watched for his reaction to her joke with a growing smile, though she clearly hadn’t delivered it well enough when he didn’t laugh but apologized sincerely instead. bella simply giggled, waving off his apology.     “i was kidding. i would never give you a crazy complicated coffee order like that. i wouldn’t even need a crazy order like that.”

“oh... yeah, that seems like a good idea. i’ll think of that next time someone orders anything. you know, that’s actually helpful. maybe next time i’ll get everyone’s orders right.” joey said, although it was only wishful thinking - he was pretty sure that he would forget about it the moment that conversation ended and then he would just go back to messing up their orders. looking at bella as she talked about the rubber ducks, joey just shrugged his shoulders slightly. “i mean, you’re not wrong... they’re just sitting there, waiting for something to happen. but maybe that’s why it’s perfect if a ghost haunted one, because no one would expect it. plus, i’m pretty sure pickle would know what a ghost looks like, he told me he was a ghostbuster a few years ago.” he said, not really realizing that what he said probably made no sense to someone who didn’t have the same train of thought was joey. letting out a small laugh when the other said she was only kidding, joey felt relieve. “oh, thank god... because i don’t know why anyone would order that. but trust me, i’ve seen a couple of weird orders before, so it’s not that surprising. but did you order anything from here?” he asked, looking at the drinks.

[joseph-wilsons]

ofalex​:

HIS WORDS MAKE ALEX LAUGH A LITTLE, “you’re right about the sugar in alcohol bit, but i could never keep sweet drinks in my stomach for too long. something about that combination makes me want to THROW IT ALL UP, i suppose.” he shrugs, knowing now from bad experience: stay away from the jäger bombs. “yeah? i think i might prefer the brown. i look like more of a TOOL with the blonde hair, which is… i suppose the GOAL for this role.” his eyes cast over him one more time, and wonders if he actually did see him around set before, as he did him. if so, he resents himself for not remembering a face like that. “go on, then, i know you have STORIES – who’s the rudest actor you’ve been on set with?’ 

“oh, that doesn’t happen to me, but i usually don’t throw up when i drink unless i drink way too much.” he said, as he slowly took a seat in one of the chairs near him, his hands resting on his lap as he looked over at alex with a smile on his face - he liked this guy, he was nice and he was cute, which was something that didn’t happen often in the studio. “do you have a picture of you with brown hair? i mean, i remember how you look, but maybe we can compare and see if you actually look like a tool. i think you look cute either way.” he said, nodding his head slowly as he adjusted himself in the chair he was sitting on once the other asked who was the rudest actor he had worked with. “well, how can i be sure that you won’t tell all of these people i’ve had bad experiences with? but there are some around here... you know, people who make fun of my heelies or are just mean when i get their order wrong. i’m glad that you weren’t mean.” he said, nodding his head.

[joseph-wilsons]

thxtsawrap​:

“you put sugar in your drinks?” she repeated incredulously. at first it sounded odd, but really, most fruity cocktails were filled with indirect sugar anyway so it wasn’t too weird of an order. “eh.” mj shrugged. “some drinks are are ninety percent sugar, so i don’t think so. a jack and coke then?” she looked away to see if the bartender was busy to order joey his drink.  “listen: if you’re not fired, you’re doing well enough. and coffee’s important.” mj had an innate protectiveness, and it didn’t take long for it to show. she turned back to the other with a determined nod. “so if you still got a job, you’re doing okay. don’t let anyone tell you otherwise… or put you down because of it. god knows there’s enough people at the studio who sneer at ya but then ask for your help in the same breath,” she added, having to deal with certain know-it-all producers in her day-to-day despite her expertise.

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“ninety percent sugar? maybe they should make it a hundred percent, i know it would taste pretty good. i just like sweet things and that’s probably why i spent a lot of time in the dentist. i was pretty sure that dr. pepper was a real doctor and my dads got mad at me for that.” he said with a small chuckle, as he nodded his head. “jack and coke it is.” he agreed with a smile on his face as he listened to the other speak. it was always nice to hear someone older than him telling him that he was doing a good job, even if sometimes he thought he wasn’t and that she was just telling him that to make him feel better. it definitely helped, because joey just nodded his head slowly as he listened. “thank you, that’s really nice of you to say. most of the people have been nice to me, but there’s always others who aren’t. someone made fun of my heelies, but i think they’re cool. you think they’re cool, right?” he asked, as he looked down at his shoes.

[joseph-wilsons]

xquietonsetx​:

freya’s eyes opened widely for a second there- she even laughed at the weird compliment. she had to admit it was the most original and the least annoying kiss ass compliment she had ever received. she did like fiona, but that was not the point. and it seemed to have been missed by joey in that moment. “i mean that i’m lactose intolerant and i’m allergic to vanilla,” she explained, knowing vanilla was one of the most used flavors in people’s coffee orders. freya looked at the cups with distrust, unsure of joey was handing her the black coffee at first. it wasn’t like she wanted to blow one of her first gigs after coming back of a years long hiatus. “it’s okay, i won’t tell anyone, but you should be careful. i know the director right there is quite the grump under pressure. you should have a sharpie with you to write down stuff if they don’t do it at the cafe.”

“oh... that’s pretty bad, maybe i should start writing that down. but i get it, i’m allergic to shrimp too, which is pretty sad because a lot of people seem to like shrimp too. and i seem to forget that i’m allergic to it, so i’ve had many occasions where i’ve looked... bad. but i don’t think i should worry about having shrimp in my drinks.” he said with a smile on his face, as he kept holding the drink in his hand, in hopes that the other would take it and not be allergic to it - it would be pretty bad if joey ended up ruining the other’s job just because of a drink, and maybe he should start being careful with that - who knew, maybe someone could be allergic to coffee and he didn’t know about that. “okay, i do carry a sharpie around but i usually just use it to draw... see, when i was waiting for the drinks, i did this.” he said with a smile, showing the doodles on his hand that he had done as he waited. “they look cool, right?” he asked, smiling at his hand.

[joseph-wilsons]

its-ellysworld​:

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“JOEY…” SHE TRAILED OFF, "JOEY I DON’T KNOW YOUR LAST NAME.” she turned to him, a mixture of astonishment and irritation evident on her face. “well maybe i would be thankful if you actually got what i ordered. and i can only assume the same for others.” at that, she could only chuckle, finding the whole interaction bizarre. how dare he talk to her like that?! she was coming for him and she was coming for him hard.

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“wilson. joey wilson. i don’t think i should be that afraid of you... like i said, i don’t think you’re the one that’s going to get me fired. but have fun trying with that.” he said with a shrug of his shoulders, as he held on to the drink carrier, looking down at it occasionally as he tried to remember who the drinks were for - the last thing he wanted was to mess up again, so he had decided in his mind that he would do better. “no one was going to remember that order, whoever it was. so maybe if you want it that bad, maybe you should go get yourself. i’ll see you around, or maybe not.” he said, as he started walking away from the mess he had created.