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[neighborhoodwebxhead]

meet benjamin parker

► basics;

Full Name: Benjamin Parker

Age: 25

Birthday: June 20, 1996

Sexual Orientation: Gay

Relationship Status: Single

Religion: Uncertain

Occupation: Bus Boy @ Gusteau’s

Nationality: American

► background;

Place of Birth: New York

Hometown: Forest Hills, Queens — New York

Education: High School & Associates

► physical;

Faceclaim: Timothhée Chalamet

Eye Color: Green

Hair Color: Brown

Height: 5’10

Weight: 154lbs

Tattoos, Birthmarks, Scars, etc: Scar on upper thigh from nighttime explorations.

► relatives;

Father’s Full Name: Peter Parker

Father’s FC: Tobey Maguire

Father’s Status: Alive

Father’s Occupation: Photographer for the Daily Bugle

Mother’s Full Name: Mary Jane Watson Parker

Mother’s FC: Kirsten Dunst

Mother’s Status: Alive

Mother’s Occupation: Broadway actress

Mother’s Siblings: Gayle Watson

Siblings: May Parker

► relationships;

Ex-Significant Other(s): n/a

Reason for Separation: n/a

Current Significant Other: Interest in Alejandro Kuzco

What They Look For In Others: A loyal, open minded person, confidence, charm.

► personality;

Positive Traits: Caring, kind, carefree & intelligence

Negative Traits: Dishonest (although, he does it to keep his identity confidential), unreliable (for he doesn’t show up on time for most things), impressionable (tends to be steered in the wrong direction by those who exert a good deal of confidence)

► misc;

Hobbies: Photography, video games, vigilante justice

First Book They Read: The Rainbow Fish

Favorite Book:

Favorite Music Artist: flor

Favorite Subject: theater . photography . biophysics

Pets: Pitbull named Otto— Doctor Otto

Habits: Smoking cigarettes

[neighborhoodwebxhead]

chloegoof​:

With a laugh, Chloe gave the dog a scruffly scratch behind the ears, then followed Ben into the kitchen. “Look, I know nothing about wine,” she said with a roll of her eyes, “I just grabbed something from my mom’s stash.” She’d done so with permission; she chided herself that she even cared about that fact. A raise of her brow at the glass Ben handed her, a smirk on her lips, she chuckled, “I see this is an original Fitzherbert.” Indeed, his sloppy scrawl was visible across the side, and she wrinkled her nose slightly at the strong fermented smell.

Sitting on his couch, Chloe bounced a little bit, unable to contain her excitement. “Well, remember I told you it’s Chicago? Well, one of the lead roles is Roxy Hart - a 1920s jazz singer hopeful hoping to become a celebrity… but then she shoots her lover and ends up in prison, so the whole musical takes place there. Have you seen the movie? We should watch the movie.” She sipped at her wine, then sat her glass down. “Okay, I forgot how much I don’t like wine,” she laughed. “Maybe I should have brought wine coolers instead?”

“I’m not gonna say you should have buuuut,” he too tried a sip of it. A bitter liquid that somehow translated as DRY. Ben wasn’t loving it. 

He shook his head no as he mulled over the concept of the musical. Ben had never found the time or attention span to sit down and watch the movie adaptation. Whatever the hell this was, it sounded WILD. Maybe he could get in to it. “You shoot your lover and go to PRISON? Chloe! What the hell kind of musical did you sign up for?!” 

Ben took the cups and dumped the remainder of the wine they didn’t drink down the drain. “Do you think we should just dump the whole bottle? Is your mom gonna be... upset if I do?” Ben asked, knowing how uptight her parents could be about things. “Probably best not to be skating around with an open bottle of old grape juice anyways.” He waited no longer as he drained the bottle down the sink. "Ten doll hairs well spent. Let’s go out instead. Maybe we’ll see the uh--” he waved his hand in hopes she’d remember. “You know WHO. Tall, dark, skeevy.” 

Ben poked her shoulder like an annoying brother. “Come on, I’ll buy.” An offer that would have him scraping by until his next paycheck, but he wanted to congratulate her on a job well done. “Have you heard from your creeper?”

[polytrac]

Two Tone Army - The Toasters

[chloegoof]

Reeling with excitement, Chloe headed thru the halls of her best friend’s apartment building, wanting to surprise him with the great news. When she reached his door, she knocked quickly, bouncing on her heels as she waited for him to crack the door. When he finally did, her heart pounding and a grin spread across her face, she raised up the bottle of wine she held in her left hand.

“Guess who got the part?” 

[neighborhoodwebxhead]

The knock on the door, the bottle of wine, a more than happy face behind it all: he knew what this was. Ben responded nearly synced with her “YOU GOT THE PART? Oh my god I knew it! All that rehearsing paid off, huh? Come on in, holy shit—Otto,” he said as the friendly snout of a dog poked through his legs to greet Chloe. A dog who would have gladly let in any old baddie, under the pretense of getting pet.

“Sorry he has no MANNERS, apparently,” Ben said and shook his head, gladly ushering her inside. “That’s awesome! I knew you were gonna get it,” Ben trailed off as he looked for wine glasses— a piece of glassware he didn’t ever think to buy. A plastic cup with some old cartoon on it would have to suffice. “Is this that grape juice you give to kids on New Year’s Eve?” He glanced over the label, noting it didn’t have any mention of grapes on the front. “Not a Welch’s fan myself…” he said, as though a connoisseur of the finer things. And that… he was not.

“Is that a foot on the label? What are you drinkin’ woman?” Ben teased her, as he showcased the Barefoot wine--the only brand of wine his Aunt Gayle would drink. Who knew why.  “I don’t have any wine glasses, so here’s uh... a cup from Rider’s imagination,” he offered it to her. Without a corkscrew handy, he riddled around in the drawer, found a steak knife and used some ungodly strength to pry the cork out of there. As he poured them both a drink, himself he only gave a dash of the wine, they went to sit down. “So tell me about the character you’re playing!”

[veinsofxgold]

@neighborhoodwebxhead

Kuzco didn’t know the other man too well yet, their brief interactions were usually… well, rushed. Ben did most of the talking and as hurried and nervous as most it was, Kuzco listened. Most of the time. Sometimes his thoughts did start to wander, his inner voice known as his e g o would make comments, willing it to stay quiet in most of his interactions he had with other people. But weirdly, around Ben, it was mostly silent. Mostly.

If he had any passing thoughts with Ben, they were gone pretty quickly, and superficial at the surface. Otherwise, silence, as he took in the other’s appearance and mannerisms all while trying to keep up with the others racing thoughts and opinions.

Ben made him feel close to one hundred years old, their first meeting particularly when they went for a hike, Ben basically unaffected while Kuzco, who regularly worked out, was huffing and puffing by the end. He may have well been ancient.

Still, his presence had a nice effect on Kuzco’s overall sense of being.

He was young and lively and innocently wide eyed, and Kuzco barely got to interact with people like that anymore, let alone have it be reciprocated for more than a second or two. He could get used to it.

He gripped the styrofoam cup in his right hand, surprised when Ben’s form came into view before he even had time to think about what he would say when he walked inside of the four star restaurant, glad that the change in plan didn’t show in his steps, not a stumble in sight. Cool as ever.

“I’m not going to ask the question before you’ve had a sip,” was his greeting, taking in the sight of the other, but not offering the cup.

“You look,” he paused, wondering what word would come up first, eyes panning from the wild hair to the apron, which was definitely wet, ignoring the way the skin of Ben’s arms seemed to glow from the water under the streetlights. Safer to stay on the eyes, green and wild. “Frazzled.”

[neighborhoodwebxhead]

Ben’s boss, Skinner, had been giving him an EARFUL most of the night— ‘fix this, MEND THAT--BOY, bus the tables and don’t let anyone see you for more than a minute! DO YOU UNDERSTAND PARKER?’ (A request he found nearly impossible to succeed in). 

And just when he thought the night couldn’t get any more hectic, one of the pipes burst as Ben was hurrying by with a tower of dishes, blasted by the explosion of water. 

Then there was the issue with the rats...

Soaking wet from head to toe, Ben busted through the back door of the kitchen into the alleyway, and up to the front of the building. And right in the nick of time. Mr. Kuzco looked about ready to walk through the front doors of Gusteau’s. “You can’t go in there, Mr. K!” 

Ben glanced down to the cup of what he hoped was cherry limeade. “Is that...? Thank you for the Uber Eats, Kuzco. But you really can’t go in there, it’s not a good time. If you think I look frazzled, you should see Skinner...realizing that I’m not in the back taking care of the--” Ben quickly bit his tongue, reaching for the drink Kuzco was being protective of, but still not getting it in his grasp. “NOT RATS.” He clasped a hand over his mouth as the passerby overheard. Ben was quick to grab the man’s shoulder to guide him down the alleyway, only imagining afterwards how much the suit cost him. A dirty wet hand probably depreciated it greatly. Ooopsie.

“We can’t be talking about rats out front like that, KUZCO! Someone might hear us! Just promise me you’re not gonna go in there and talk to Skinner. I’ll give you the inside scoop.” Ben pointed to the drink, feeling thirstier than ever. “Can I have that now? Please?”

[b0chelly]

All aisles in Omega mart!

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“He has this kind of general youth in his features and the contrast with the old-soul quality in his eyes—it’s a kid that knows more about life than his age”. -Denis Villeneuve

[heateron]

timothée chalamet in call me by your name (2017) dir. luca guadagnino

[agapintheskin]

[asthesunhits]

[julesryley-blog]

schitt’s creek sentence meme / episodes 3.11 – 3.13 feel free to change pronouns, tenses, wording, etc etc for your muse.

“In my defense, I did not know he was a substitute teacher.”

“Please don’t go down that path again.”

“She doesn’t look like a horse, she just talks about them a lot.”

“You gotta go to the store and get something to deal with that now!”

“This is the last time I take a pity selfie with ________.”

“Your hair’s in a ponytail that’s.. fantastic!”

“I’m not used to that level of kindness.”

“I’m going to ignore that passive aggression.”

“Mama Oprah would be very proud of us.”

“What about a platonic sleepover?”

“That is almost entirely correct.”

“I know that town beautification is kind of your thing.”

“I’m flattered beyond all reason.”

“The whole town is named after me.”

“As much as I’d love to contribute to the population growth of this town by way of teen pregnancies, I must decline.”

“I truly appreciate the gesture.”

“It’s liquid moisturizer for your body so, um, no. You can’t drink them.”

“What do we think body milk is, if not milk for your body?”

“We have way too much work to do today for me to feel attacked by way of an imbalanced social dynamic.”

“You’ve been domesticated beyond recognition.”

“It’s not like you haven’t overreacted to bad news in the past.”

“This is probably the most intimate thing I’ve ever done.”

“For some reason, I pictured you living underground.”

“I don’t recall you ever telling me about that chapter in your life.”

“I’m sorry, but is that a soft but affirm indication that you miss me?”

“I just see two de-shelled hard-boiled eggs in a bag. Should I be scared for you?”

“The vodka’s in the freezer.”

“As much as I love the spotlight, sometimes it’s just best to step aside.”

“I know this isn’t what you wanted, but I think it’ll make him really happy to make you happy.”

“I shouldn’t have eaten those eggs.”

“I can’t believe I’m trapped under a blanket with you knowing you ate those eggs.”

“Unlike you and I, he’s extremely generous without any ulterior motive.”

“I’d rather not attach my name to a gift I had no hand in selecting.”

“Some people have nice, clean mouths and others have sloppy mouths.”

“Rarely has that been a recipe for success.”

“We should be able to have an adult kiss from time to time.”

“I had to delete groupon from my phone, because three vacuums is enough vacuums.”

“You’d think there’d be more of a market for oversized portraits of other people’s families.”

“I was just verbally assaulted by a woman in the line outside.”

“This says foot cream on it. What happens if I put it on my hands?”

“Don’t waste your time thinking about those human vultures.”

“I didn’t tell you because I don’t want you to come.”

“Has your family ever forgotten your birthday?”

“I plan on popping a pill, crying in bed, and falling asleep early.”

“I like having you here.”

“I’m gonna have to look at those photos before you share them or post them.”

“I was getting scared that I was going to let you leave without us having kissed. So, thank you, for letting that happen.”

“We can talk whenever you’d like, just preferably not before 10am.”

[rob-pattinson]

TIMOTHÉE CHALAMET, OSCAR ISAAC “Dune” — 2020, Behind The Scenes

[tarazzed2]

Timothée Chalamet for GQ Magazine [2020]