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Zac Efron in That Awkward Moment for @efron-the-saxophone

#Zac Efron #The light of my life.#The love of my life.#This asshole.#That Awkward Moment #Mine.#This is the one film where I think Zac gives a confused and lackluster performance.#It doesn't help that his character is a massive douchecanoe who is incredibly difficult to sympathize with or root for.#Damned if he isn't stupidly cute #though.#All I want is to fly with queue.

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@azure-steel

#....#<3 #this asshole.#srry nt srry #X3 #thank you for indulging this arse

“It’s two-eighteen in the morning in the middle of February. I’ve been sitting on a park bench for almost four hours. I’m fucking freezing. Why am I sitting here? Why am I still sitting on this bench?

So... “

#This movie is terrible but I was inspired to edit #so... here we are.#Zac Efron #The light of my life.#The love of my life.#Beauty that defies description.#This asshole.#That Awkward Moment #Mine.

@mercyprevaild || prompts that don’t sound like a bad p*rno || accepting!

7. to catch my muse naked

There’s walls that are as high, if not higher than Hilltop’s in the distance. A small, crystal clear pond (amazing what the earth does when humans can’t pollute it so easily anymore) outside them is where he’s made his place for the night. Tomorrow morning, he’ll wander in. See those who he’s come to call friends over the years. Tonight, though? He’s chosen to sleep on the back porch of the house behind him. No dead in sight. No reason to not enjoy one more night under the stars.

That’s how he gets the wild-haired idea to strip down to nothing. As sunlight sinks under the horizon and the blue black and still purplish hues of sunset are darkening the shades of pink, yellow and orange that were painted across the sky earlier. Boots, gear, all of it in a neat pile not too far from the pond’s shoreline (just in case).

Warmth flooded his bones the second he waded in. Half to clean up. Half because it was too tempting not to. The air was a little on the edge of too warm in the stickiness of a Virginia summer. He was one hundred percent right in how damn good it’d feel if he just sank in and let the water swallow him down.

He doesn’t see that he’s not alone (a dangerous thing) when he steps out, hair fallen in front of his face as he bends over to squeeze some of the water out of the long strands. It’s only when he pushes it back as he stands upright again that he realizes he’s only a few yards from Rick Grimes. Naked. Just---standing there. And the only thing he can come up with is an uneven smile that he’s trying to pass off as a grin. His hands swing from his sides and he clicks his tongue off the roof of his mouth before comparing it to---

“Guess after all these years? Turn around’s fair play...” Uh. Yeah. Now? They’re even. From one man who’s seen the other naked to another? Touche’.

#this asshole.#LOL!!!#featuring: rick grimes (mercyprevaild)#mercyprevaild #there's an itch in my bones. i tell it: i'm home. it answers back: are you? (main v.1)

//Guess who is finally awake?

#out of throne #this asshole.#i had some crappy dreams the last few hours so i am awake.

"Borrowed it." He doesn't move from the doorframe, pressing the vibrant crimson feathers behind the shoulders of his forewings into the wood and with it, the faint smell of the oils that keep his plumage glossy -- to a human, it is barely perceptible; the subtlest hint of a good fragrance mixed with thunderstorm, a vaguely musky and rainy smell; but to other creatures it might as well be a written (and very large) sign that he has been here.

“From whom?” Jane asked, watching him slightly. He seemed almost irritated. Possibilities popped in and out of her mind. Was he injured? Sick? Had she done something, or simply caught him at an odd time?

Finally the curiosity ate through her politeness and Jane frowned at him. “What are you doing?”

#This Asshole.#[[Az please #[[You're not a cat #abyssalarchmage