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for a moment he simply blinks at her, head cocking gently to the side as he tries to read millie's expression and finds himself familiarly confused. it's a good thing it went well. and she wants this girl to like him. a heavy exhale escapes his lips as his head shakes, hand running to push back through messy hair in the few moments it buys him to think. “ is it a good thing we've met though? should i not have been not nice? it might have made all this easier. ” he can't help but point out. if it got millie's friend over her crush, perhaps it would have been the smarter choice. she doesn't actually know him, just as some guy in a band she's watched pour his heart out on stage — if he's glanced over to where she stood a few times while doing so, it's never been for her. although it feels cruel to point that out. “ can't you introduce her to ezra, surely she'd like him. ” not that he's sure his bandmate's looking for anyone, but selfishly tadeo's happy to move the problem on. especially right now, when it's just the two of them, and he's done his best not to think about millie for the majority of the day. a task that's far easier when he doesn't run into her. “ i'm not looking at you like anything. ” he feigns innocence, smile pulling softly to the edges of his lips as he watches her attempt to think it all back through. “ you just look very nice today. ” distractingly so, the same way she had done several hours earlier when he'd been trying to make small talk with her friend. “ and i think it's sweet how much you care about her. ”

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" well then she'd just think you're an ass. " which didn't exactly solve anything. because then what ? millie would have to sit naina down and casually explain that the asshole band guy she'd spent months crushing on was actually someone millie had been secretly hooking up with. occasionally. somewhat regularly. the point was that it sounded significantly worse when she thought about it like that. " maybe — maybe ! " she sat up a little straighter as the idea struck. " you could take her out and just be unbelievably boring, painfully boring. " the suggestion lasted all of three seconds. " no, wait that's just as bad. " because then naina would actually have gone out with him. which somehow felt even more complicated. " just — " a frustrated sigh escaped her. " never mind. " the sentence died along with whatever solution she'd been trying to come up with. because every path somehow circled back to the same conclusion. she was a terrible friend. " ezra ? I don't think it works like that. once she's decided she likes somebody, she's kind of... fixated. " his next words immediately narrowed her eyes. " don't distract me. this is important. " though the smile clearly taking over her features ruined any attempt at sounding serious. " of course I care about her, she's my best friend.. " but somewhere between best friend and the way he was looking at her, something in her brain abruptly short circuited. smile dropping instantly. " ...which is exactly why I am the worst. " the realization seemed to hit all over again. full force. " oh my god. we should just stop, yeah, yup. that's the solution. ” words spilling out one after another before she could think them through. " probably. "

#invcntions #❪ᶜʰʳ❫ 𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒 ⁞ millie davidson.#❪ᶜʰʳ❫ 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐒 ⁞ millie ➞ tadeo.#whatever that is he's pulling it off !

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he's flicking through old vinyls when the voice catches his attention, blue eyes shifting to the figure at the side of the room as marcus pulls his headphones down and round his neck. “ you weren't paying attention? ” there's an incredulous note to the tone, hand raising to rest quickly against his chest in feigned offense. “ what the hell, man — you're literally in the room. if i can't even keep your attention, whose will i have? ” he jokes, smile still bright on his features when they both know he's happy for the company, even if it's in silence a lot of the time. the night always goes a little faster with ezra scribbling away in the corner, the company a welcome change when the machines all switch off and marcus is left to lock up the abandoned building at some god forsaken hour. his own choice. “ that was — ” he pauses, spinning back to check the playlist before doing a full turn back to the other male. “ that was andrew's band, he sent it over the other day. gotta represent the full campus and all that. ” even if there's only one band that matters. marcus does take it all seriously enough to branch out, despite occasional appearances, and the listeners at night mainly being the poor souls cramming last minute in the library. “ you guys are still my favourites though. ” he teases, gaze pulling quickly back to the countdown until the current song finishes. “ you want to come on air? ” people always prefer it when there's guests, especially if it's ezra, and he'll never turn the excuse to keep talking to him for a while.

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" bit dramatic, don't you think ? " the words floated out easily, carrying that familiar dry edge that had somehow become the closest thing he had to playful. " I'm working here. " he gestured vaguely toward the notebook balanced beside him. working was a generous description. words crossed out. arrows pointing… where ? he'd been fighting the same verse for the better part of an hour and losing badly. the fact was — he was currently paying more attention to marcus than the notebook. " shit. " the word escaped before the other male had even finished that sentence. he scrubbed a hand over his jaw. " they're annoying as all hell, but they're fucking good. “ words half mumbled unsure if he was actually admitting them to marcus or simply muttering to himself. his gaze drifted back down to the page. still terrible. great. " yeah, well. you're biased. " a beat. " you know, on account of the raging crush you have on me and all. " words deadpanned before a smile cracked through indicating that this was his attempt at joking around. the smile lingered for a second before he looked away again, pretending to focus on the notebook to avoid getting roped into being a spontaneous guest. " don't really think I'm the voice they're tuning in to listen to. " his fingers idly plucked at one of the guitar strings. he'd never had much to say unless there was actually something worth saying. most conversations felt like people talking because silence made them uncomfortable. ezra liked silence. silence was easy. silence didn't ask follow up questions he didn't know how to answer.

#invcntions #❪ᶜʰʳ❫ 𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒 ⁞ ezra jones.#❪ᶜʰʳ❫ 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐒 ⁞ ezra ➞ marcus.#hey its a .... mixed verse situation and we love a world build

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her voice punctures his dream like some distant siren, breaking through the already interrupted sleep as his head shakes in protest against the pillow. “ no. ” it's all brooks can grumble, shuffling further under the covers as brightness fills the room in a way gigi always manages to bring with her, yet right now it might kill him. “ i'm too hungover to party, gi, even at a fake beach. ” though the prospect does force him to pull one eye open — the weight on the bed is a bad sign for him getting away with simply going back to sleep , another groan of protest directed her way as brooks forces himself to emerge from under the covers. a hand lifts to rub over tired features as he pushes himself to sit upright, expression scrunching at the light and yet several blinks do finally bring gigi into view. and there are far worse things he can think of to wake up to. “ did i give you a key i've forgotten about? ” his gaze turns pointedly to the open door, throat clearing as he attempts to rid some of the gruffness from his tone. “ cause if you're gonna keep letting yourself in, you should know that i'm not wearing anything right now. ” a fact he's painfully aware of when she's only inches away, though his lips do still stretch to a tried smile, fingers pushing blond hair back in some attempt to tame it. “ what time are the guys performing? can i get a coffee first... and some aspirin? i'll buy you breakfast. ”

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" no one is too hungover for bikinis. " words were stated with such conviction that you would swear it was a universally accepted law. " just drink it off that's the best cure anyways. " whether there was any merit behind it was questionable but it had worked for her on a handful of occasions. she was already scrolling through another video by the time he sat up. attention bouncing between her phone and glancing up at him every few posts because, admittedly, even looking like he'd been dragged through a hedge backwards — brooks was, objectively, not bad to look at. maybe that's why she kept him around. fucking pretty privilege. " you have a lock on that door ? " brows immediately pinched together, head whipping toward the door like the lock itself might be standing there waving at her. face immediately scrunched up at his comment that followed. " jesus, what ? someone could walk in here at any time you freak. " that someone was realistically only ever going to be her considering most people possessed basic manners and a tendency to knock first... or give any kind of heads up. but still, he should have some decency.. for her — because she could walk in there at any time. her free hand reached around until her fingers found a rogue pillow nearby. without missing a beat she plopped it directly into his lap, like she was providing some additional layer of protection. " I think mills said .. two. " orbs narrowed for a moment trying to remember the girl's words. " I kind of took off to come grab you and maybe cut her off on some details but it's fine — yes coffee, and yes you can buy considering you owe me for how much better you're about to feel once you're a few shots in and surrounded by bikinis. "

#invcntions #❪ᶜʰʳ❫ 𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒 ⁞ gigi kostoff.#❪ᶜʰʳ❫ 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐒 ⁞ gigi ➞ brooks.#bc theyre cute and we are genius

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MIKA ABDALLA Yukari Obayashi via Instagram

#❪ᵒᵒᶜ❫ 𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐘 𝐏𝐄𝐎𝐏𝐋𝐄 ⁞ wanted opposite.#❪ᶜʰʳ❫ 𝐕𝐈𝐒𝐀𝐆𝐄 ⁞ gigi kostoff.

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#❪ᵒᵒᶜ❫ 𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐘 𝐏𝐄𝐎𝐏𝐋𝐄 ⁞ wanted opposite.#❪ᶜʰʳ❫ 𝐕𝐈𝐒𝐀𝐆𝐄 ⁞ devon medina.

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Eagles - One Of These Nights

#❪ᵒᵒᶜ❫ 𝐆𝐈𝐑𝐋 𝐏𝐔𝐓 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐑𝐄𝐂𝐎𝐑𝐃𝐒 𝐎𝐍 ⁞ tunes.

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Victoria Pedretti as Cherry FORBIDDEN FRUITS (2026) dir.: Meredith Alloway

#❪ᵒᵒᶜ❫ 𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐘 𝐏𝐄𝐎𝐏𝐋𝐄 ⁞ wanted opposite.#❪ᵒᵒᶜ❫ 𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐘 𝐏𝐄𝐎𝐏𝐋𝐄 ⁞ future faces.

" what ? " head titled slightly, genuine confusion covering her features. " I thought that went well ? " to which she really did. running into tadeo in the quad with naina was a surprise, but she adapted. introduced him — kept the conversation moving. nobody had even gotten suspicious, everything seemed perfectly normal. at least it did in the moment in her head. looking back, maybe she talked to much. maybe he smiled every time he spoke. maybe she answered half the questions directed at him before he had the chance to open his mouth. things that someone who only knew him through a makeshift study group.. thing.. probably didn't need to know. maybe improvising wasn't exactly her thing, but she felt like she played it off at least enough. " I mean, she likes you. " words finally continued, after the pause of empty air. " you were nice. she was happy to finally meet you, that's good. " absentmindedly twisting one of her rings as the words fell off her. a pause. then her eyes narrowed slightly. " …why are you looking at me like that ? " she searched her memory one more time, replaying the conversation in her head. couldn't have been that bad. " I didn't say anything weird. " @invcntions ✦

#invcntions #❪ᶜʰʳ❫ 𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒 ⁞ millie davidson.#❪ᶜʰʳ❫ 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐒 ⁞ millie ➞ tadeo.

the radio station looked completely different after midnight. during the day it was crowded. loud. people coming and going. not exactly his speed but he had ended up there a handful of times for interviews. at one in the morning, though ? it was just fluorescent lights, the hum of old machinery, and marcus. he took up space on the the battered couch shoved against the back wall of the studio. guitar balanced across one knee. his notebook rested open beside him, pages littered with barely legible scribbles. the arrangement had happened gradually. first it had been late night texts which somehow evolved into a cohabitation in person. now he had found himself showing up there every couple of nights. because the change of scenery helped him write. obviously. his pen scratched across the page before stopping. through the headphones, a song faded out. marcus's voice replaced it. a few minutes later another song began. that one caught his attention. he let it play for a while. long enough to realize he'd stopped writing. he slid one side of the headphones off his ear and finally looked up from the notebook. " what was that last one ? " his voice carried easily across the tiny studio. " the song. " he gestured vaguely with his pen. " the one before this. " a beat passed. then, because apparently one question wasn't enough. " and don't tell me you've already said it three times on air. wasn't paying enough attention, sorry. " @invcntions ✦

#invcntions #❪ᶜʰʳ❫ 𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒 ⁞ ezra jones.#❪ᶜʰʳ❫ 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐒 ⁞ ezra ➞ marcus.

she didn't knock. mostly because knocking implied there was a possibility she'd wait for an answer, and she absolutely wasn't doing that. the door swung open. she marched inside like she paid rent there, already talking before she'd even crossed the threshold. " brooks. " no response. " brooks. " still nothing. a dramatic gasp left her. " brooks ! " she crossed the room in three quick strides and yanked the curtains open. sunlight flooded the room. " oh, my god. get up seriously. " she could have sworn she heard the lump beneath the blankets groan but she was far to one track minded to process it... instead bouncing toward the bed with a plop. " look at this. " shoved her phone directly into his line of sight and didn't exactly wait for him to focus before continuing. " some fraternity shipped in twenty tons of sand their backyard, how ? I don't know. going to be a bitch to clean up but — beach party. " her excitement was practically vibrating off her as those last two words dragged out. " the band is performing and you're just lucky I'm such an amazing friend because otherwise you'd still be in this cave when everyone else is out having fun without you. " the femme turned the screen back to herself scrolling across more posts of the growing function. " where do you even buy twenty tons of sand.. " @invcntions ✦

#invcntions #❪ᶜʰʳ❫ 𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒 ⁞ gigi kostoff.#❪ᶜʰʳ❫ 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐒 ⁞ gigi ➞ brooks.

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she had been listening. not necessarily to the words. those were easy enough to follow. it was everything else that caught her attention. the slight hesitation. the fidgeting. the way their attention seemed to drift for half a second before snapping back. little things she probably would've missed if she hadn't spent years sitting across from people and learning how to read what wasn't being said. brows pinched together slightly. studying them. and then — " oh. " the realization settled all at once. softening her features almost immediately. " oh, are you nervous ? " the question wasn't teasing or amused. if anything, it sounded a little surprised. like she'd just stumbled across something and couldn't help but let it fall off of her. " I've just never seen you like this before. " head tilted slightly to one side. hues remained fixed on them, trying to piece it together. a smile tugged gently at the corners of her mouth. " hey, it's okay. " the reassurance came before they even had the chance to argue. whether they admitted it or not wasn't really the important part. " regardless if you are or not — I know you're going to be amazing, okay ? " @silkchvffon ✦

#silkchvffon #❪ᶜʰʳ❫ 𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒 ⁞ millie davidson.

he'd imagined this moment a dozen different ways while while on the boat. none of them looked quite like this. arms crossed loosely over his chest as he studied the other for a moment. taking inventory. lingered there, searching for something he couldn't quite put a name to. maybe proof that they'd been miserable without him. maybe proof that they hadn't. he wasn't entirely sure which answer he even wanted. a faint smile tugged at one corner of his mouth. " so you're good then. " head nodded a few times, mostly to himself. as if he was trying to reassure himself before they could even answer. " yeah. okay. " the words came quieter. " good — good. " was that the only word he knew in this moment ? apparently. his gaze drifted away for a second, landing somewhere just over their shoulder before eventually finding its way back. two months. eight weeks. it didn’t normally feel as long as this stint did, his thoughts didn’t normally fixate toward people like this either. and now here they were. standing right in front of him. a breath let out through his nose. " you're happy ? " a small smirk pulled briefly at his mouth before fading again. " I just — " words stalled for a moment. " wanted to make sure you're alright since I couldn’t really check in while I was on the boat and all, you know ? “ @silkchvffon ✦

#silkchvffon #❪ᶜʰʳ❫ 𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒 ⁞ reid calloway.

" yes, absolutely. I understand your concerns. " the brunette balanced the phone between her shoulder and ear, one hand gripping a rolling clothing rack as she hurried through the hallway. customer service voice remained perfectly intact. smooth. pleasant. practiced. " I'll see what I can do on my end and get back to you shortly. " a beat, disconnection. " shit. " the curse left under her breath as she lowered the phone. frustration flashing across her features for exactly two seconds before she was moving again. orbs swept the hallway. locked. " you. yes, yes, you. come here. " she didn't wait for confirmation. didn't wait for permission, either. one hand immediately latched onto their arm while the other kept hold of the clothing rack. " emergency, okay ? " already dragging them along. " I need you to try these on right now. " explanation rattled off as she maneuvered both them and the rack toward a vacant dressing room. a shoulder shoved the door open. " and let's manifest the hell out of this working because otherwise we're going to have to get especially creative here... how do you feel about light nudity in like an artistic, we don't have another option kind of way ? " a pause as she thrusted some hangers in their direction. " okay, no never mind. don't need to answer that yet but maybe consider your thoughts as you change. " @silkchvffon ✦

#silkchvffon #❪ᶜʰʳ❫ 𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒 ⁞ naina varma.#this one ? rattled off with background building its fine were fine

brows pinched together in a reaction that vaguely resembled confusion. " what do you mean ? just quit. " the words flowed off him entirely genuine. not sarcastic. not teasing. genuine. because as far as he was concerned, the solution seemed painfully obvious. " you hate your boss anyways. " as if that settled that. like there wasn't possibly any other factor worth considering here. he shifted further back against the couch cushions, one leg tucked beneath himself as he continued studying the other. his band had exploded so fast that reality had stopped functioning properly months ago. tour buses. sold out shows. cities blurring together. enough money that he didn't really check his bank account anymore. so to him, at this point, the answer really was that simple. " if you're really that concerned about work — we can find you something on tour. " @silkchvffon ✦

#silkchvffon #❪ᶜʰʳ❫ 𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒 ⁞ arlo zimmerman.

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Margaret Qualley via IG

#❪ᵒᵒᶜ❫ 𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐘 𝐏𝐄𝐎𝐏𝐋𝐄 ⁞ future faces.#❪ᵒᵒᶜ❫ 𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐘 𝐏𝐄𝐎𝐏𝐋𝐄 ⁞ wanted opposite.#I'm so in love

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