golden tragedy

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「 .° – KIERAN HUANG arrives at the RISING STARS GALA !

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exubcrant:

for a while now they’d been trying to find some time to see each other, but things were picking up for the both of them, and even though suede’s job was flexible she always found herself saying yes to everything and filling out her schedule with irrelevant appointments. however they’d successfully found time today and suede was excited to see him but also to interrogate him about the movie he was filming. ❛ you do actually look like proper trash. ❜ she replied with a laugh, looking him up and down with a pursed lips. ❛ i usually take trash out, not in. ❜ she started, a second of seriousness before stepping aside and letting him in. ❛ i’m gonna order some food, what are you in the mood for ? ❜

kieran stood upright, physique swaying back and forth in order to close the space between them. as she spoke, he couldn’t help but tilt his chin up cockily, exhaling a throaty chuckle at her comparison. “you can take me out anytime you want, y’know. no need to tip toe around the suggestion.” kieran fired back, his tongue pressing on the inside of his cheek. a gleam of deviltry was in his eyes as he stepped into her home, shoving his hands in his pockets as he looked around the foyer mindlessly. “i know what i’m in the mood for,” kieran childishly paused in order to play on her words, “but if you have to ask i could really go for some mexican food. you know i really don't give a shit what you order, though.”

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bvbyvalmxnt:

She knew the drill by now. Stand up straight. Walk like you’ve got the world at your fingertips and flash a grin that screams you’re infatuated with the boy who’s arm your currently dangling off of . She was used to her mother setting her up with these planned outings. It was meant to spark a little publicity. The public would still hardly know her name; instead she’d be coined at the Valmont’s youngest heiress hanging out with  insert-name-here. It was all meticulously planned out by her mother and the family’s publicist. Sienna was to be on her best behavior; and if she wanted to have even an ounce of fun she was to always make sure she had enough cash in her tiny vintage Chanel; in order to pay off any onlookers to keep quiet. She all but sauntered into the room, blinking lazily at the comment the male had thrown her way. She slurped her strawberry milkshake, the noise sounding around the room as nonchalance dripped off her shoulders. “Your recycled comments are getting worse by the day, Kieran.” She deadpanned, “my tits are so fucking small as if silicone had been injected into them.” She tossed the milkshake into a nearby trashcan, “besides, if there’s a pungent smell in here it’s your bottle dyed bleached hair. – Did you do it yourself? I can tell.” 

the prospect of the deal didn’t seem so bad until he met sienna. it was evident that the two would never click, strong personalities at odds with one another from the first moment they met. kieran was unbearable and sienna was high maintenance, consistent jabs and low blows being what really fueled their relationship behind closed doors. whenever he was tempted to back out of the deal, his manager reminded him of what was at stake. kieran insisted that these outings were the bane of his existence and would groan that he deserved an oscar for having to pretend he enjoyed her company. the acrid smell of her perfume lingered in the air, leaving a foul taste in his mouth as he simply cocked an eyebrow in response. “just when i think you can’t scream ditzy spoiled bitch more, you prove me wrong.” kieran snickered. “because that’s the part of you that looks fake.” he fired quickly after, hand gesturing to her face in reference. kieran’s voice was gruff with animosity, the two hell bend on ruffling one another’s feathers before they mindlessly walked around los angeles. “no one cares if you stuff your bra at night, sienna.” the comments she made were quick and sharp, but he wasted no time offering a similar deadpan in response. there was a moment of silence in which kieran decided to wade in, before his eyes darted around the room and he pressed a hand on his chest. “oh wait should i pretend like that hurt my feelings? i’m a damn good actor, but not even i can pretend like anything that comes out of your mouth has relevance.”

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monvs:

there was a certain air that always followed industry kids around like a cloud of smoke, and as those were the kids she grew up around, she was entirely disillusioned by the entire thing. that was probably part of her whole kieran fixation – he was nothing like anyone she knew, treated her differently than she had come to expect. though it sometimes made her sad, on more emotional days, times like this were more amusing than upsetting. mona laughed at the nickname, but not before exaggerating a grimace in his direction. “cameras don’t react like this,” she imitated him, making a grand gesture towards him, “so this is way more fun.” she watched him shift to the side and backed against the back of the couch. “the reason i emphasized the most was to make you feel alienated for not finding me adorable,” she deadpanned, furrowing her eyebrows and waving her hand. mona just shrugged, reached down to where she had dropped her purse and pulled out her headphones. “so you can ignore me better,” she remarked, throwing them at his chest and moving to tap away at her own phone, putting on her strongest SAD PUPPY face as she did.

mona was part of a minuscule group of people whom kieran found genuine curiosity in. he was constantly enthralled by how the curve of her lips hummed in a smile whenever she was met with one of his many bitter remarks, how her hips dived closer to his in conversation. her body language was always open no matter how rugged his was, her humor obnoxious despite how tightlipped he remained. mona was a mystery for kieran no matter how talkative she was in their ... peculiar relationship. “no one would know you’re such a sadist behind those big soft eyes.” kieran forked his fingers through his hair nonchalantly despite his evident amusement. “you get off on the prospect of mentally draining me.” he theorized, hues darting back to his own phone as he pursed his lips with the obvious intent to upset her. however, his attempt to ignore her was cut short as headphones smacked delicately on his chest. “woah there, chapman. you trying to knock me out with some headphones? i know i’m upsetting you, but violence is never the answer.” his words were drenched in sarcasm as he referenced the fastest pitcher in hopes that she’d get the comparison. while she processed, he rolled the headphones back up neatly and rested them in her lap, putting his finger under her chin to divert her attention back to him. “you aren’t a corgi. that face won’t help anything.”

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im gonna shove myself up big brothers ASS for the next hour but when i come back im going to .... . wild mcfuckin OUT on the dash so if u want to plot for the event/in general roll into my uglie inbox & ruin my asshole thx!

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Send my muse “👀 + a question” and they’ll have to answer with 100% honesty.

No deleting questions, either!

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hi guys omg so!!!! i’m sorry i wasn’t on yesterday my ass took a mf trip to DISNEY like the child i am & i have some stuff to do today/tonight so i might :/ not be able to be on again but i promise i’ll be on tmr . anyway delete Me ! & i lov u

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dick head no anonymous that's for pussies

anonymously tell me what you think about me !

“ah, should’ve seen that one coming. at least you’re honest.”

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cute face bad tendencies

anonymously tell me what you think of me !

“well at least you think i’m cute.”

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You seem like a very sweet person

anonymously tell me what you think about me !

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You seem like the type of person who hates cooking their own meals

anonymously tell me what you think of me !

“yup, so don’t expect me to be on the food network anytime soon.”

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monvs:

kieran’s attitude problem was like an old friend rather than an inconvenience – she knew, to some extent, that he didn’t mean to be so harsh with her. it was more entertaining than it had been before, when she let his words get to her. his reaction to her nickname was exactly as expected, which only made her laugh, face lit up like a ray of sunshine. “oh you know i am,” she responded, smug smile almost stretching to her ears. the rest of the cast was around, but all occupied, already in interviews or getting coffee or discussing something with their showrunners, so she couldn’t even deflect some of kieran’s hostility onto someone else. luckily, she had gotten particularly good at fielding his words. “you haven’t even dealt with half of my full energy yet,” she said, laughing and then adding, “today.” a buzz in her pocket had her reaching for her phone, a text from her agent about some offer they would probably turn down, no doubt, but she ignored it, pulling her legs onto the couch and scooting over a bit to give her a vantage point to continue bothering her costar. “you know, MOST people appreciate my presence,” she emphasized her words with more arm poking. “you could at least pretend you’re happy to see me.” 

although he had difficulty expressing it, kieran preferred mona’s company over anybody else's. whether it was due to her disney image or her personality in general, she was tender and, in a peculiar way, loving despite when kieran was unnecessarily cruel. she broke a certain wall down for him, though he’d never acknowledge that. “unfortunately i do.” he hummed, tongue in cheek. there was a peculiar air between them as she moved closer, his gaze fleeting with a roll of his eyes in hopes that his evident discomfort would simmer her. “why, little ms. disney? shouldn’t you save all of that,” he paused, twirling his hands in reference to her as a whole, “for the cameras? they eat it up without you even trying, so spare me.” kieran cocked his head to the side, trying to deflect her energy elsewhere. “there’s a reason you had to put an emphasis on MOST.” he fired back, lips tugging into a smug smile as he scooted away. now nuzzled into the edge of the couch, he slug his arm across the side, tapping his fingers in mindless patterns. “you need to give me time to wake up more before i can pretend for you, mona. time and coffee.”

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「 .° – closed starter for @exubcrant !

due to their conflicting schedules, communication had significantly dwindled between suede and kieran. however, that didn’t mean it was nonexistent. it took a while, but the opportunity had finally arisen and kieran was moments away from her door. a complacent and uncharacteristic smile adored his features as he knocked, leaning against the wall as he waited for her. “look at what the cat dragged in,” he motioned to himself, quick to speak when she had finally appeared before him. he was exhausted from endless days of filming, but seeing suede was almost refreshing. kieran knew, despite it all, that he would always have a friend in her. “are you going to invite me in or am i going to just stand out here all day?” 

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「 .° -- closed starter for @pcsvidcn !

kieran found a peculiar dismay in public events. whether he knew people there or not never mattered, but rather the fact that he had to appear somewhat approachable. forcing his way through casual conversation for the sake of his publication team was agonizing, so kieran often maintained minimal composure before excusing himself toward the dinning table. littered with different entrees, half of which he couldn’t pronounce, kieran could hear the feign sophistication of a man wooing a woman which caused him to roll his eyes. people watching was more entertaining than the actual communication, he had come to realize. as someone approached the table, kieran offered a swift and unfazed gaze before freezing. “jamie?” he inquired without hesitation. he wasn’t sure what he was expecting when he was met with similar reaction, the two evidently surprised to see each other. “well i’ll be damned if it isn’t daddy’s golden child.”

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「 .° -- closed starter for @bvbyvalmxnt !

as everyone left the room, kieran felt relieved to have a few moments of silence before she arrived. he knew his manager would follow in suit behind her, but the headache that this project elicited was enough to send him spiraling in his thoughts for a moment. it was true that kieran didn’t get along with a lot of people, but something about sienna made his blood boil at just the thought. the two were constantly poking needles at each other, but his manager insisted that the positive endorsement would help his career in a multitude of ways. “it’ll bring more viewers into the second season. trust me.” his manager insisted. but, before he could decide against the idea and cancel on sienna again, he heard the door click open and the sound of her heels smack against the tile. “is it just me or do i smell silicone?” kieran procured, turning straight-faced toward sienna. “don’t worry, i won’t tell the paps if you won’t.”

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