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[jonmercer]

Gregg Sulkin as Grant

PRETTY SMART - 1x01 “Guess What? Claire’s Sister Is Coming!”

[musebyanyothername]

tenderstars​:

Asher tilted his head — he’d seen way more untalented actors have more arrogance than the eiffel tower and yet Erik was the one that was nervous? While he didn’t understand it, he knew that admitting so didn’t come easy. “I don’t know what kind personal validation you need, but you’re actually beyond talented. This,” he looked around the venue, “should be your stomping ground, not anyone elses and surely not your exes.” The drummer couldn’t help but roll his eyes, it seemed so simple in his head he wanted to show that to Erik too. 

“Relax,” Asher put his hand on the man’s chest. “I’ll try not to make it a complete number #1 single. I don’t want you to walk into a coffee shop and instantly hear the song for the rest of your life,” he teased. This was all good fun in Asher’s mind. The implications of anything seemed like something to worry about later. Right now, he was living for the way that he could make the actor blush. Erik almost managed to make the taint of Asher’s skin change but he managed to stay cool. “Nobody can really compare with me, can they?” he chuckled, tilting Erik’s chin up. “If you’re trying to flatter me, it’s working,” he teased with a smile. “Nobody has everything,” he reminded the other man. 

All too soon, the wicked ex was standing right in front of them. Asher didn’t hide it — his hazel eyes scanned the woman from head to toe without shame. “Hey,” Asher didn’t even try to fake a smile. “Erik has such a terrible habit of embarrassing me,” he tried to excuse. “I don’t think you’ve ever mentioned her, have you?” he asked Erik, bluntly in front of the Abigail’s face. “I really like your last season Prada shoes,” he pointed out which was just about a ‘fuck you cheap-stake’ in fashion world as he snaked an arm around his supposed boyfriend. 

***

He should have been anticipating this day, should it ever happen. There was a part of Erik that wanted to just stand by and watch the chaos of his current ‘boyfriend’ and his ex-girlfriend standing off with each other, but that wasn’t something he could do. They were out in public, and despite Asher seeming to not care if anyone heard them, Erik was certain he had to be at least somewhat protective of both of their reputations. Well, he would be responsible for cleaning up Asher’s reputation, and public catfights at fashion shows really wasn’t how one cleaned up their reputation. He tried not to blush as he felt Asher’s arm snake around him, feeling tugged a little closer, though Erik wasn’t sure if that was his imagination or not. Perhaps that was just what he had wanted to happen and he had subconsciously shifted into the musician more.

“Um, no. I don’t imagine I have.” At the subtle glare from the woman, Erik cleared his throat. “I try not to mention exes around you, babe. You know, the whole moving forward thing. It’s been one of my goals in my journaling to…not linger on past…things.” Though the words were true, Erik couldn’t help but wince at the overall lie he was creating. Part of his personal goal had been to move on and stop lingering in the past, yet wasn’t that exactly what he was doing now? The only reason he was in this thing with Asher was because he had been lingering in the past too much and now, he needed to prove to the world that they were wrong in calling him out for doing exactly what he was doing.

Like it or not, he had been living in that breakup for a while and now, with it staring him in the face, Erik didn’t know how to react. “Asher, be nice.” He lightly chastised, though the words held no heat to them. Everyone knew what this was. Fashion shows weren’t just on the runway, at least not if you were one of the specially invited front-row attendees. Coming in something last season was either bold and invigorating, or a bad decision. Unfortunately, there were so few that could make wearing something out of season seem purposeful and bold, and Abigail wasn’t the type. “Sorry, I don’t mean to be rude, but Asher and I should really get settled in and well, this is a date night for us, so…”

[musebyanyothername]

I owe so much rn. love me for the mess I am pls

[musebyanyothername]

I realized I am only following 22 people. I really need to start doing more stuff and branching out. but also I love my people and they are the best sooo xo

[musebyanyothername]

if anyone wants my discord, just message me. it’s on my phone sooo I’m on that more xoxo can be used for plotting or chatting if anyone wishes to hear my rambling again

[musebyanyothername]

I live. Barely, but I live. maybe if I’m lucky, I’ll be able to be on longer than 5 minutes this weekend. ugh

[elisabetholsens]

ANA DE ARMAS for American Way Magazine (2020)

[musebyanyothername]

lilacwiinearchive​:

an uncomfortable feeling of guilt settled in the pit of mitzi’s stomach. maybe she should’ve reached out for some clarity before considering her options with other people but it had just made so much sense to her at the time. she didn’t see how they could possibly get back together and pick up where they’d left off. “cameron…” she trailed off, really not knowing what to say. the fact he really had waited for her made her feel worse. “his name is peter. he’s… nice.” she almost winced at her own explanation. this was an awkward conversation to be having with her now ex-boyfriend. “i’m really sorry that i  — i just didn’t think we’d get back together. genuinely. it’s not that i didn’t want to. i had every plan to.”

***

“Most people who expect to continue their relationship don’t start a new one with someone else.” Cameron shrugged at the thought. Of course he was hurt, but he wasn’t about to just lay that all out there for her to see. He wanted to keep at least some of his pride, however much hadn’t already been trampled on from finding out that he had been holding out for a relationship that was dead. “Peter. Well, okay, cool. I’m sure you’ll be very happy together.” He knew nothing about this new guy, but Cameron knew he didn’t want to know anything either. IF that was what made Mitzi happy then so be it, but he didn’t need to hear about it any more than he already had. “Well, I guess I don’t really have anything else to say.”

@lilacwiine​

[musebyanyothername]

lilacwiinearchive​:

the more that jacob spoke, the more that rafe wanted him to shut up. of course, it wasn’t his neighbour’s fault that he’d been stood up but it was frustrating nonetheless. having someone ramble on at him didn’t help. he sighed when the mentioning of his “company” for the evening came up, glancing briefly behind himself. “not anymore,” he muttered, resigned to the fact his date was going to be a no-show. over an hour late and not replying to his texts? unless something serious had happened, he was pretty sure this was being ghosted. “come in. i don’t know if i have any brown sugar, i’ll have to look.” he turned to head further inside his apartment and towards the kitchen, noting all of the clean up that he still had to complete. even cleaning as you go wasn’t entirely helpful when creating a dish with so many elements. he started to rifle through his cupboards. “what do you need the sugar for?”

***

He did as he was told, making his way into the apartment and giving a few sniffs, enjoying the scent. “Wow, it really smells good in here. Whoever was supposed to be here is really missing out.” No one had ever accused Jacob of being the best at reading the room. In fact, he had been called awkward a few times in his life – now wasn’t any different as he continued looking around. “Oh, um, I need the sugar because I’m sort of…stress baking I guess you could say. And I didn’t really think it through, because of the stress part of it, so I started on the recipe and didn’t realize that I don’t have any brown sugar. And now I’m sort of too far in to just scrap it all. Plus, I would kind of feel bad, I guess. Plus, it’s a good distraction, baking and then having to come over here. It does the job at least.” Again, his attention was on the set up. “So…who was supposed to come over?”

@lilacwiine​

[musebyanyothername]

mctionsick​:

The worst feeling in the world was being on the receiving end of Gavin’s disappointment.  Jordan had let the other man down enough to know the feeling all too well.  He was the nicest guy in the world so to upset him was like a punch in the gut.  Still, even if Jordan had his entire contact list at his disposal he would have still probably caved and called Gavin.  

“Well, I don’t got much to lose these days,” he replies.  When they were dating Jordan had promised he would keep his art off private property and he had actually taken to selling commissions of his work.  Then the break up happened and Jordan didn’t feel like creating much art beyond his job at the tattoo shop.  Tagging quelled his impulsive nature, and it felt like he was creating art– no matter how fleeting it was.  

His gaze rests upon Gavin’s face it’s not until he prods for an answer that Jordan realizes he’s been staring.  “Your phone number is the only one I remember, okay?  I would’t have anybody else to call anyway.”

***

“That’s not true. You have your people at the tattoo shop and, I mean, I’m sure there’s something else.” Though he can’t deny that there’s a part of him that enjoys hearing that Gavin is all he has. It’s twisted, he knows that, but he wants to be the only one Jordan turns to when things are at their lowest. He wants to be the one that the other male knows that he can rely on – he’s been that for Jordan for so long, stopping that feels wrong. “Well…you know I’ll always answer when you need me, but you really need to stop doing this, Jordan. You’re going to get into some serious trouble, the kind that not even I can get you out of, and your parents are already at their end with all of it. I don’t want you doing something that results in some terrible consequences.”

Not that it would be the end of the world. Gavin knew there was a part of his friend – a part of both of them really – that had been preparing for the day when Jordan’s parents finally wiped their hands clean of their son. Though, Gavin didn’t really understand it. Jordan was a handful sometimes, sure, but he had never been a bad kid. It seemed like overkill how much pressure was placed on his friend, but it wasn’t really his place to say that – not anymore.

“Come on, you can crash with me tonight. I just have to put together the spare room, pull down the bed, all that fun stuff. Don’t really have guests over much, so don’t often have to set up the bed in there.”

[musebyanyothername]

lilacwiinearchive:

“what else am i supposed to do? really, miles. what do you want me to do here?” at this point, sam doesn’t really think the two of them will ever see eye to eye on these matters. he has to wonder if their relationship will last the final year it takes for him to be done with his education. it’s not a thought he particularly enjoys. he likes being with miles — or he wouldn’t be with him. it was that simple. it was rare that sam ever did anything that he didn’t wanted. unless his parents were involved but that was a separate matter altogether. “it’s another year,” he tried to reason with a sigh, figuring that was the only leg he had to stand on. what was one year when they could have a lifetime ahead of them? he frowned a little when he realised that his boyfriend was going to leave; he didn’t like leaving conversations unfinished. even if this was the kind that never seemed to be done. “i don’t know,” he muttered. he probably wouldn’t sleep particularly well anymore; so it would be tempting for him to wait up studying.

***

“You need sleep. You need to get better sleep, Sam. It drives me crazy that you don’t take care of yourself.” Miles groaned before moving closer to the other male, leaning in to press a quick kiss against the boy’s cheek. “Well, if you’re going to be up, do you want me to bring you back something to eat from the club?” They weren’t really supposed to take their shift meals home, but that was one of the perks that came with being one of the manager’s favorite dancers – a spot that he had earned with a lot of hard work and picking up slack when necessary. “At least then I’ll know you ate, even if it isn’t the healthiest of foods.” Miles had tried suggesting they put something less greasy on the menu, but no one else had ever really seemed happy about the idea of a salad being placed on their haphazard menu.

@lilacwiine​

[musebyanyothername]

lilacwiinearchive:

at least paisley seemed to be taking this seriously, reina figured. she knew it could’ve easily gone one of two ways and the reason she’d entrusted her friend was because she knew that she was reliable. hopefully her nerves didn’t get the better of her on this one. “i don’t think we need to be too air tight — it’s not as if we have to spin some big story like we met at a bar, locked eyes across the room and knew it was love at first sight,” she joked, trying to bring a little light to the situation. she didn’t need paisley freaking out. “we’ve been friends for a while, right? so we’ll just say that. we’ve been friends and there’s been something going on under the surface for the both of us and we decided to try it out. doesn’t that sound reasonable enough, and easy to remember?”

***

“Yes…I suppose it does.” There was nothing wrong with simple, Paisley knew that, but she also knew about her own tendency to make things bigger than they really needed to be. Though, with something simple, there was less of a chance that they would slip up. They had been friends for years, there was no reason for Reina’s family not to believe that something more had just naturally happened between them. “Alright, naturally developed. We’ll go with that. Now…why is it that you need to fake having a date again?” Reina was hardly unattractive. Paisley figured that her friend could have her choice of anyone she wanted, so why have to fake it? Even still, she doubted her friend’s family would be that set on their child having to be in a relationship – right? “I mean, going home single sucks. I get it, trust me, but why the trickery?”

@lilacwiine​

[thewinterclown]

SEBASTIAN STAN as Mickey Henry in MONDAY (2021) Directed by Argyris Papadimitropoulos

[musebyanyothername]

lilacwiine​:

open to anyone, based on the usual holiday schtick of two people who are not together pretending to be together for of one of their family’s around the holiday time. they can be exes and the family doesn’t know they broke up, or just good friends pretending!

“my aunt hangs up mistletoe in the doorway of the spare room every year without fail. we’re not going near there, i don’t want to show anymore PDA than i have to and i figure you might want a heads up before someone else tries to give you a smooch.” 

***

She was listening just as much as she was trying to take mental notes of everything the other woman said. It was at least good advice. Paisley really didn’t want anyone trying to lock lips with her without her being fully aware of it – even if at some point, they would probably have to in front of her family. “Alright, good to know. Now, onto the more difficult part of all of this, what are we going to tell them? They’re going to want a story about how all of this happened you know. And it’s not as if we can just not say anything, not with everyone staring at us.” At least, she couldn’t just go not saying anything. Strong as she was in a boardroom, the blonde was known to crack under the pressure of social settings. “We need a story and we need to know every detail of it. You agree, right?”

[musebyanyothername]

lilacwiine​:

open to anyone, based on the post in the source but basically he was stood up by his date, they’re neighbours and your muse happened to swing by for something. info about rafe at /tests.

the speed in which he races towards the door when he hears a knock almost breaks the sound barrier (and with them being over an hour late he probably shouldn’t be so eager). still, he pulls the door open with a big smile only for it to drop at the sight on the other side. “…what do you want?”

***

“Well, that’s a hell of a hello.” Jacob winces slightly though. He shouldn’t be so snarky. It wasn’t Rafe’s fault that he was in this situation. If anything, he was here so that maybe, just maybe, his neighbor would be able to fix. “Sorry, sorry. Um, what I wanted was I have found myself out of brown sugar and I was hoping that you had some because I need it for a recipe and it’s brown sugar so it’s not exactly like I can just mix in anything.” He knew he was rambling at that point, but at least that felt like a distraction rather than just standing there awkwardly. Though, once Jacob did stop talking, he caught a glimpse of the set up behind Rafe. “Oh, shit, are you expecting company?”

[melamemea]

secret relationship .

painful

“ it’s — getting a bit out of hand now. ”

“ i don’t think i can keep this up much longer. ”

“ i’m getting tired of hiding…”

“ it sucks that i can’t kiss you in public. ”

“ how much longer do i have to keep swallowing my desires for you. ”

“ are you sure we will — ? ”

“ do you think we’ll ever… be a couple-couple ? ”

“ sometimes i’m just scared that you’re just using me. ”

“ it’s starting to dawn on me that… the reason you might not want to come out about this is because you don’t really love me—”

“ is this a joke to you?”

“ i deleted all our texts. ”

“ i can’t keep pictures of us on my phone, are you crazy? ”

“ if anyone sees us i won’t know what to do. ”

“ sometimes it feels like i am the only one doing an effort here… ”

provoked

“ aren’t we suppose to be a thing ? why are you flirting then ?”

“ sometimes it feels like i am the only one doing an effort here —”

“ you sure seem to be good at ignoring the fact that we’re together. ”

“ okay no — i can’t handle the way they keep staring at you. ”

“ if they don’t stop hitting you up i’ll end up hitting them down. ”

“ don’t you see any pride in the marks i left on you ? ”

“ is this a joke to you — ?!”

“ stop that — we’re in public. ”

“ no, not until we get home. ”

“ you know i can’t do this out here — stop it!”

“ could TRY to show that you’re a little worried about this ???”

steamy

“ d—-don’t make me moan, i don’t want anyone to catch us… ”

“ everyone is downstairs… ~ take your pants off ”

“ shhh…. ~ it’ll be fine baby, no one will hear us ”

“ so what ? ~ if they see us coming out together we’ll figure something out…”

“ i’m gonna leave so many hickeys on you… show everyone that you’re taken… ”

“ i missed your scent…”

“ it feels so good — being close to again… ”

“ i’ve been thinking — about this the entire day… ”

“ ~ sit back and let me spoil you… you went an entire day without touching me… ”

“ kiss me… and don’t let me go ”

“ you’re like a forbidden fruit when i can’t touch you ~ kind of sexy ”

innocent

“ i can’t wait to show you off to the entire world… ”

“ we’ll be the cutest couple in existence, someday ”

“ when we come out i’m going to drown you kisses every day ”

“ ~ if we carve our initials in a tree no one will know ”

“ no one will notice if we hold hands under the table ~ ”

“ one day… we’ll be able to kiss like everyone else ”

“ i long for the day i get to hug you in the open ”

[musebyanyothername]

Do I have a need and does Cameron need these girls in his life? Yes and yes