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Luca //nothing you see here is real//

[lucahqs]

[ Chris Evans, Male, He/Him ] — whoa! LUCA CUSIMANO just stole my cab! not cool, but maybe they needed it more. they have lived in the city for THREE YEARS, working as an ACTOR/MODEL. that can’t be easy, especially at only 38 YEARS OLD. some people say they can be a little bit ALOOF and SECRETIVE , but I know them to be GENEROUS and ROMANTIC. whatever. I guess I’ll catch the next cab. hope they like the ride back to QUEENS! —

𝘓𝘶𝘤𝘢 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘣𝘰𝘳𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘭𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘴𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘰 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘱𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘧𝘶𝘭 (𝘢𝘭𝘴𝘰 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥: 𝘧𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘥) 𝘱𝘰𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘭 𝘧𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘳𝘺. 𝘞𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘦 𝘸𝘦𝘭𝘭 "𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘥" 𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘢 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘺 𝘰𝘱𝘦𝘯 𝘴𝘦𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘰𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘺'𝘴 𝘱𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘨𝘦𝘥 𝘸𝘢𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘢𝘭𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘩𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘴.

𝘙𝘦𝘨𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴, 𝘓𝘶𝘤𝘢 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘦𝘹𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘬𝘦𝘦𝘱 𝘶𝘱 𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘵. 𝘈𝘭𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘢 𝘣𝘪𝘵 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘰𝘶𝘴 𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘢 𝘳𝘦𝘱𝘶𝘵𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘰𝘸𝘯, 𝘣𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘳𝘰𝘨𝘶𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘯 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘣, 𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘯𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘱𝘱𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘶𝘯𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘬 𝘩𝘪𝘮𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘰𝘥𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘨𝘪𝘨𝘴.

𝘏𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘢𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘺, 𝘪𝘯 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘵 𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘭𝘺 𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘢𝘬𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮 𝘶𝘯𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘯𝘦𝘤𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘢𝘳𝘺. 𝘓𝘶𝘤𝘢 𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘶𝘱 𝘣𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮, 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘱𝘪𝘤𝘬 𝘶𝘱 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘰𝘧 "𝘱𝘰𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘴" 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘩𝘦'𝘥 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘰 𝘵𝘰 𝘬𝘦𝘦𝘱 𝘪𝘵.

[lassenisms]

open starter featuring gabriela 'gabi' mendoza, at the free community paddling event on the bronx river. @bhqextras .

“i  am  here  to  try  something  new.  i  am  here  to  try  something  new.  i  am  so  here.  to  get  out  of  my  box.”  she  had  never  been  an  athlete,  falling  behind  in  school  gymnasium  soccer  and  volleyball,  the  one  referees  would  put  out  in  phys  -  ed  class  because  of  her  slow  running  of  the  mile.  asthma  had  been  the  main  culprit  later  on,  but  at  the  time?  humiliating.  so,  here  she  was,  adorned  in  a  bright  yellow  life  vest  that  did  nothing  for  the  orange  square  -  shouldered  blouse  she  had  chosen.  doing  her  best.  gripping  the  paddle  and  standing  beside  the  assigned  canoe  and  so  not  trembling  in  her  knees.  “this  is  meant  to  be  a  bonding  experience.  i  am  cool  -  headed  and  confident.  everything  is  fine.”  speaking  aloud  to  both  herself,  and  to  the  person  who  was  doomed  to  be  her  paddling  partner  for  the  duration  of  the  thirty  minute  jaunt.

[lucahqs]

During his daily stroll through the park, for the umpteenth time he decided to remember today that in the few years he'd lived here, he'd never been on a paddle boat ride. Of course it had been his luck the solo boats were all rented out for the next few hours. Luckily he was sociable enough to except a two person boat with a random stranger. He figured it wasn't worth missing out on the experience...just yet. Laughing, he paddles along himself before shrugging. "Hey, if you're one of the first people to drown in central park, you'd be a legend." Wrinkling his nose a bit, he looks over. "....That wasn't very encouraging, was it?"

[tctteredwings]

for: @bhqextras ( open! ) location: wine tasting @ vault

Nathan had found himself, quite suddenly, with the evening free. He'd meant to have the girls tonight originally, but plans had changed, which meant the tickets he'd been gifted at a job earlier that week were suddenly of use to him. Unfortunately for him, though, he hadn't been able to find anyone to come at such short notice, but that wasn't going to stop him from indulging in some wine tasting. After a fleeting trip outside to take a call, he'd come back in and found he'd been ousted from where he was sat before so now had to go in search of somewhere else. Spotting a free chair, he approached the person sitting opposite it and flashed a smile. "Mind if I sit?" he queried, casting a glance back. "Someone decided to steal my table. The perils of coming alone."

[lucahqs]

"Be my guest," he gestures at the chair over his glass. He'd snuck away from his own "VIP" section to have a normal moment to himself. He'd been invited by the promoters for work and if he were being honest, it was his least favorite part of his job. Not that he wasn't social, but doing it for the purpose of being a walking talking mannequin all night was grating after a while. "And that's not even the worst one," dramatically, he shakes his head in sympathy. "There's plenty of room at my table if you can't manage to find a good one. This isn't my table I just..." Pausing, Luca looks around in slight conclusion before he comes to the realization. "I wonder if I just stole someone's table."

[cruvlsummers]

(open starter) @bhqextras

location: electric ink (maya's place of work)

maya was currently working on a drawing for a new client's idea they wanted while the shop was empty. she had one airpod in listening to her music which calmed her as she concentrated on making it perfect, her dog ripley at her feet with her vest on. she was more for emotional support these days and it was nice having the four year old golden retriever with her. maya felt her move which meant someone could be in the room. she put her pencils down and stood up, smiling as she walked over. ''hi! are you looking for an appointment for a tattoo? I don't do piercings unfortunately. ''

[lucahqs]

Being a dog lover himself, he immediately knew he had picked the right place as soon as he spots the pup. Removing his shades and blinking to adjust his eyes a bit, he nods. "Funny enough, haven't quite graduated to piercings just yet." A little chuckle as he jokes. "I've just been kinda itching for some new ink lately but I'm not really sure what it is I want yet. I've got a couple of ideas but, nothing really fleshed out."

[annislittleshopofhorrors]

[389]

Musings from Anna Fusco

[collinsappsley]

Collins blinked at him for a couple of seconds in silence, him saying it wasn’t just about sex for him shouldn’t come as a surprise maybe because of the conversation thus far but It still did make her stop for a moment. Her heart fluttering in her chest yet again because the cute things he kept coming out with made her feel like she was the most beautiful woman in the world which…well it was far from true, but the way he looked at her felt like that. “No? Me neither.’ She smiled softly, speaking after his thumb had brushed across her lips because the simple movement stopped the anxious tick in its tracks. 

Her eyes lit up at the mention of the Ghibli movies, her absolutely favourite, she probably dropped them into more conversations than was necessary but to hear him agree they could watch them together sounded like the perfect day. Leaning forward she pressed another couple of kisses to his lips with excitement, arms flung around him tightly. “We can watch them? Oh my god I really hope you like them, otherwise it’s going to be so embarrassing.” She giggled against his lips. Feeling totally giddy. 

Watching him grab his pants she couldn’t help but let her eyes slide down his body as he moved around with his back to her, not wanting to objectify him but…well it was hard not to look. She was only human. “Yeah? It’s a very comfortable shirt. You might have to keep an eye on it otherwise it could go missing entirely when I go home.” She teased, her turn to poke his nose gently.  @lucahqs

[lucahqs]

"Good to know." He softly quips back with a little laugh. Of course he believed her when she said it. Collins wasn't as awful as he was. In fact, having her there actually made him feel ashamed of some of the things he'd done in the past. He wasn't at all sure he was at all deserving to be this close to someone as enigmatic as Collins. He wondered most times what she even saw him in. Why she'd stuck around after things went down the way they did with his ex. Yet here she is smiling at him in a way that makes him want to be better. To somehow turn himself into someone worthy of her time and attention.

The butterflies in his stomach reach a frenzy when she's immediately excited about the prospect of the movie marathon. It was admirable to him just how passionate she was about her art and hobbies. He was never the best at sticking to one hobby in particular, and the one he had, had now become is job. "That'll be next to impossible. I like listening to you talk about things you love. You have a way of making most things sound so hopeful. Even the sad stuff."

He's careful with his grip as he carries her out into the penthouse kitchen. He shrugs while kissing her again and mumbling against her lips. "Looks better on you anyway." When they reach the kitchen, he sets her down on the island counter top before turning and waggling his fingers through the air as if trying to decide. "How does an omelet, fruit and a few hawaiin rolls sound?"

[withbitterness]

who: open (@bhqextras)

where: early after noon, any day, aura music festival

what: doing an activity at one of the vendor tents (making rave sprouts, laying in hammocks, palm reading line, sitting inside the giant parachute, playing balloon darts, making signs, or face painting - pick your muse's favorite!)

Sherri sighed, scrunching her nose at her current task. "I can't tell if this is relaxing, exciting, or just — dumb." She blurted to the person nearest her.

[lucahqs]

For some reason he'd underestimated just how difficult it was to sit still for something like face painting. You'd think a full grown adult would have the whole sitting in one place thing down pact by now, but he'd always been a bit antsy. "Maybe a mix of all three? I kinda feel that sums up these kinds of things in a nutshell." Waving his hand around in the air to indicate, he tries not to laugh as not to mess up the person currently pressing a brush to his forehead. "How's it looking so far?" Pointing at himself, he asks.

[austinfox]

open starter ( @bhqextras )

location ; aura music festival

activity of choice ; flash tattoos with electric ink (just to start)

——- The last thing a former prince should be doing is trying to find ways to put more tattoos on his body. at first it was due to the new found freedom — now it just listening to an itch, even if it wasn't permanent like the rest. ❝ so tell me — what would it take.. for you to join me in getting a quick little tattoo ? ❞ austin smirked, not the best with begging a good deal he could probably make happen.

[lucahqs]

Luca actually chuckles at the question. "Not much. I already have a little bit of a collection going on. My agent hates it of course but, ya only live once, as they say." Looking over some of the options on the flash sheet in front of him, a hand comes up to scratch at his beard as he thinks. "What were you thinking of getting?"

[collinsappsley]

“Yeah?” She let go of the paper once it was in his hands, chewing her bottom lip nervously for a second, a habit she had spent years trying to drop but obviously had failed miserably. It always came out when she was uncertain about something and in this situation… collins was uncertain about pretty much everything. It felt like a path she’d not been down before, guilt, warmth, excitement, fear…all mixed into one package as she gazed at Luca’s handsome face. 

The kiss made her stomach fizz like it had the night before when their lips had first connected, and many times since. She smiled into it softly, her hand coming to his neck so she could toy with the hair at the nape of his neck tenderly. Even after she pulled away the blonde didn’t go far, hovering just a few centimetres from his face with her eyes locked in with his. “Okay…if you’re sure. I want you to stay, we can have brunch, maybe watch a movie? I don’t have a shoot today so I’m pretty much entirely free.” Was ha overkill, was she being too keen? Shit. Why did she always have to be like this. @lucahqs

[lucahqs]

"I mean, I hope so. It wasn't just about...sex for me." Although it makes him nervous to be so honest about it, it's not like there was any going back for them at this point. And as he sat there watching her chew her lip, one of the little quirks of hers he picked up on long ago, he can tell she's probably just as nervous about things too. He reaches over and gently runs the pad of his thumb across her lip in a comforting way.

Still, he swallows hard as his heart patters away with her being this close, the feel of her hand in his hair sends goosebumps down his back. But he can't help but smile and answer softly. "I think that sounds perfect. I think it's high time to check out one of those Ghibli movies you love so much...or all of them. I'll have the best teacher right here, after all." Nodding his head, he pokes her nose gently with his instead of pointing.

After kissing her one more time because it's impossible to resist, he slides off the edge of the bed before looking around on the floor for his previously discarded briefs. He stands and slides them on after spotting before turning to her in the bed and carefully lifting her up bridal style. "You look pretty cute in that shirt, by the way." Grinning, he says as he begins to carry her out to the kitchen.

[expirednostalgia-deactivated202]

STATUS: open @bhqextras

LOCATION: 90s Night @ Songbirds and Sangria, Staten Island

In theory, a 90s themed karaoke night should be fun, tugging on a sweet sense of nostalgia for many of the occupants in the bar. In practice, not so much. Believe by Cher filled the bar, the vocals getting completely butchered by the poor soul brave enough to climb up there and sing. Or were they screeching? It was hard to tell, but alcohol was definitely playing a hand in the groan worthy performance that left Miguel believing this was some sick twisted version of hell. You would think that the song coming to a close would fill him with a sense of relief, but it didn't. He could see the person next to him shift in their seat and immediately dreaded what could come next (because naturally he was jumping to the worse case scenario). "If you're about to ask me to join you up there to sing a duet of Barbie Girl or anything else, you can forget it. You couldn't pay me enough to embarrass myself in front of all these people." Maybe a close friend could convince him to go up there, but the chances weren't good. "But best of luck to your solo performance."

[lucahqs]

An eyebrow quirks at the suggestion before he actually laughs at the the thought. "No way in hell. I'm a way better dancer than singer. I wouldn't want to subject anyone to that." Luca was more than happy to sit and watch everyone else enjoy themselves on the mic, although some of it was pretty painful to sit through. "I'd need about five more of these to even consider it." He chuckles, holding up his drink.

[lucahqs]

HORATIO: Who do you love most?

Someone with the biggest heart I've ever experienced. A creative, passionate warrior who fought to be the person they always knew they were. A person who loves fearlessly. That's empathetic by default and is always trying to do the best by the people they love. An artistic, creative soul who knows who they are and can express that through their talents. A person with less ego than anyone else I've ever come across.... @collinsappsley

[boroughshq]

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[tay-swifts]

CHRIS EVANS Youth Engagement Forum featuring ASP (Jan, 2024)

[clandestone]

open starter with: louise and anyone! location: antiques, clearance day time: mid-afternoon

Seeing a flyer for the antique sale felt like destiny. The Ikea bed frame she’d been resting her head on since she moved into her first apartment at 19 had finally given out underneath her. Instead of propping it up with a few books, she decided it was time to be an adult and buy a bed frame that wasn’t made of glorified plastic.

Antique stores were a dangerous place for her to be, even if many of the pieces were still out of her price range, and while she couldn’t find a bed frame, she decided she wouldn’t forgive herself if she didn’t buy the beautiful mantle clock that she’d spotted as she walked in. It was cradled lovingly in her arms as she moved towards the checkout, but it almost went toppling out of her hands when she bumped into another patron. “Oh!” She gasped, clutching the clock tightly to her chest. “I’m so sorry, I wasn’t looking where I was going. I didn’t break anything, did I?” She hadn’t heard a crash, but her attention had been so absorbed by what looked like a bed frame in the back, she could have missed it.  

[lucahqs]

Antique shopping wasn't something Luca was well versed at. What he was well versed at, was buying people gifts. For some reason he tended to have a knack for finding the perfect thing for the people he actually cared about. So here he was looking for something for the most special of someone's. Knowing how that particular person loves quirky little pieces with a story. In fact he's completely locked in his head at the possibilities of finding the perfect item, it's no surprise to him when he bumps into someone. At 6'2 knocking people down was always a concern in these scenarios so a hand immediately comes up to gently rest on the stranger's shoulder as he stares, concerned. "Not at all. Are you okay? ...Is your clock okay?" He points down at the object in her hand.

[collinsappsley]

The comment took her by surprise but she’d be lying if she didn’t say it made a feeling of warmth start out in the centre of her chest and spread outwards. A smile joining in not long after because it was impossible to ignore. Ripping the page she’d drawn on out of the sketchbook as carefully as she could before passing it over to him. She didn’t think it was very good but he was right, it was exactly how it felt to her, even though it was so scrappy. Maybe that was because the whole night had felt like a fever dream in the best way possible, like her entire body was on fire if that felt like winning in every capacity. 

“I’m happy.” And she was in this moment, smiling against his lips as they kissed, her hand coming up to brush against his cheek forgetting that there was a bit of pencil on her thumb from where she’d smudged at lines, meaning it left a small black mark against his jawline. As she pulled away just enough o be able to look into his eyes she spotted it, laughing softly. “Sorry, I seem to have marked you. Subconsciously wanted to turn the picture into real life again.” Whispering as he leant in for another lingering kiss, happy to oblige. In fact she deepened it for a couple of seconds as she shifted in the bed so she was on her side instead of her back and twisted towards him. “Go?” That had her pulling away, looking at him with a small frown between her eyebrows, not sure why he’d think she’d want that. “No, of course not. Even without making me brunch I wouldn’t want you to go. I mean of course if you wanted to you then you can but…I’d like it if you hung out a bit this morning…if you have time. No pressure.” Quick to backtrack by way of protection incase she came off too needy. @lucahqs

[lucahqs]

He lights up when she starts tearing out the page to give to him, genuinely excited. It was beautiful and when she hands it to him, he can't help but take another few moments to admire it. That that was really them. Grinning, he nods before saying softly. "It was the same for me too, I think....The way it felt." He places the picture down on the night stand to take with him later.

Hearing she's happy with what happened, with him right now, caused his heart to do the very thing he'd been trying to keep it from. Leaping in his chest. At this point it was impossible to deny to himself anymore where his feelings were leading. But when she kissed him that didn't matter anyway. All that matters was how she felt in his arms and that she said she was happy. Luca actually frowns when she pulls back from the kiss before gaining his bearings and shaking his head. "Collins, there's no where else I'd rather be than making brunch for you. I'll stay as long as you'll have me."

[bloodwoodhq]

Frazzled is the only word Vismaya could think to describe herself this evening, with fast-paced New Yorkers buzzing around her, her tired brain struggling to clock out of work mode, and her precious dog Ladoo yipping at a Central Park horse somewhere off in the distance. She's visibly relieved when the stranger that she has just physically accosted doesn't immediately ream her out, but she still holds on to that sheepish grin on her face, hoping that it's just cute enough to placate any lingering irritation. "Well, if your day was like mine, I think stepping in puppy dung would be the straw that broke the camel's back," Vis sighs playfully, before she notices the other pull napkins from his own dinner bag and offer them to her. "Oh- oh my gosh, thank you so much." Vismaya smiles and gently takes the napkins, surprised and grateful that she accosted the right person today. Quickly, she cleans up Ladoo's mess and disposes of it in a nearby trashcan, and dispenses about 5 times too much hand sanitizer from her keychain onto her hands. "You know, I actually have napkins in my car just up there. I'm sure we're headed in the same direction. Could I walk with you, replenish your supply?" Truthfully, she's just trying to create an opportunity to spend 5 minutes with a handsome stranger, hoping it would brighten her day a little.

[lucahqs]

A chuckle escapes him at her comment about it possibly ruining his day. It's not so much his day would be ruined but given his trajectory currently, maybe he would have felt deserving of stepping in the poo, but it's not like he's going to tell her that. They'd just met half a minute ago after all. So instead he shrugs, slightly evasive. "Eh, could be worse, I guess. I'm sorry to hear about yours. I hope it gets better for you." Luca watches the dog with amusement. He loved animals, especially dogs. "May I?" He asks, pointing toward the small animal asking if it was alright to pet them. "Oh, absolutely. You can call the company a trade for the pets." A small chuckle as he tilts his head, playful glint behind his eyes.