* 𝙞𝙨𝙡𝙖 𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙘𝙡𝙖𝙞𝙧 / laura harrier . 27 . a list actress . / biography . connections . pinterest .
* 𝙟𝙚𝙙 𝙙𝙪𝙣𝙘𝙖𝙣 / rudy pankow . 24 . b list musician . / biography . connections . pinterest .
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* 𝙞𝙨𝙡𝙖 𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙘𝙡𝙖𝙞𝙧 / laura harrier . 27 . a list actress . / biography . connections . pinterest .
* 𝙟𝙚𝙙 𝙙𝙪𝙣𝙘𝙖𝙣 / rudy pankow . 24 . b list musician . / biography . connections . pinterest .

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❝ what are you doing over here on your lonesome , missy ? ❞ beaming smile would never tell that she secretly wishes she could do the same , death by small talk starting to look more and more feasible as the night drags on . she wasn’t always this way ; once a rising star that basked in the fame and glory , she can only wonder why thea isn’t the same ― puts it down to a shy persona , one of the reasons she’d taken the up and comer under her wing in the first place . ❝ it isn’t so bad ... ❞ eyes scan the room . if not proven wrong by the high society that insert their dominance through childish gossip and fashion shows that oppose the cause completely , then certainly by the drunken old man slurring vulgar language that seemed to be heading their way . ❝ okay , you got me , that was a lie . ❞ she links their arms and hurries in the opposite direction . ❝ stick with me tonight . ❞
for @fugaere .
isla sinclair attends a night at the museum : the rainforest alliance’s annual charity gala .
arms lightly cross over her chest , giving the drunken old man no other option but to look in her eyes as he slurred . attempts to flee only caused a scene , and so she found herself mindlessly nodding along to vulgar comments whilst mind planned a quick and quiet escape route . no luck until big , bouncy curls and a shimmer of gold catches her attention , a sigh of relief as a friendly face looks her way . eyes widen , pointing in the direction of the creep as lips mouth ‘ help me ’ . she could always count on desdemona to speak up where she couldn’t .
for @exhibitionisms .
scmber :
—— a night at the museum ; isla sinclair .
𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐬 , chapman scans the room . god , he fucking loved annual charity galas ; this was one place to shine , to make it worth . all these pretentious arseholes pretending they actually care about the cause while getting their nose destructed in snow or shoving tons of alcohol down their throats . what a natural environment for danny boy . yet , she didn’t have to turn around , he knew it was her . from the way she held herself to how gorgeous her brunette locks looked falling down her back . a sigh , he downs his drink to gather up the courage . he hasn’t seen her since their little snow adventure last week . he didn’t know if she was avoiding him or was he avoiding her ; but it worked for either of them . he shakes the nerves off his shoulders as he takes another glass of champagne & walks behind the female carefully . ❛ you are absolutely astonishing , miss sinclair . ❜ he says in a vanilla-tinted tone once he’s close enough to her ear . not desiring to make it awkward for her or the people around her , he clears his throat & swings to face her from the front . ( @luvflash )
shivers down her spine as his breath brushes against her neck , no material to hide the goosebumps that followed . it was only a matter of time before avoidance was no longer an option . his presence was enough to distract her from whatever conversation she was having with whoever that was ; years of attending such pretentious events , she’d learned how to navigate idle chatter with people she only pretended to know . she excuses herself but not before taking a moment to contemplate running for the hills , knot in her stomach as she finally faces him . pearly whites fake confidence , a hollywood smile as she kisses his cheek ; a formal greeting . ❝ thank you , mr chapman . ❞ formalities , such a turn of events , like they weren’t sharing a bottle and a packet mere days ago . cheeks turn red just thinking about it . ❝ you don’t look too bad yourself . ❞ understatement . gaze bounces around the room , orbs landing anywhere but on his . ❝ what a lovely evening . ❞ really , she hates these things and he knows that .

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tousled locks frame bloodshot eyes , hints of black and blue peeking through an obscene amount of make up , remnants of the chaotic night before hard to hide . his stylist had worked for hours on end to achieve the impossible and yet he still stuck out like a sore thumb , like a bull in a china shop , like a bald man starring in hair : the musical ; no amount of money could change that . couldn’t even pretend to be interested in the cause as designer shoes drag along polished floors , childish groans interrupting meaningless small talk between old , rich men in million dollar suits . he laughs as they look him up and down , irritating the snoots of hollywood his only form of entertainment aside from drinking the night away ( which his managers had warned him against but of course he’d never listen , flask in blazer pocket where it belonged ) . glimpse of a friendly face replaces a restless fidget with a beaming smile , light on his feet as he skips over to his saviour . ❝ soleil ! ❞ certainly not one to contain his excitement , he squishes her cheeks between his hands , planting a kiss with an exaggerated ‘ mwah ’ . lack of personal space was nothing new , something she would’ve discovered when the two shared a roof . ❝ thank fuck you’re here . i can’t believe i’m saying this , but i’m at a party and i’m bored ― those two words don’t belong in the same bloody sentence ! ❞
for @honeyedtm .
like this for a closed starter for the event my frens <3
Hey you, are you okay now?
isla! isla! sources say you’ve been canoodling with a much older costar, is this true?
scrunched up features display genuine confusion . ❝ canoodling !? ❞ she laughs it off with just a hint of nerve , red cheeks hidden behind pink blush ― why was she nervous ? it certainly wasn’t the truth , but it wasn’t far from it . ❝ your sources couldn’t be further from the truth . mr. chapman and i’s relationship is strictly professional . ❞ lump in her throat as she drops his name , probably a mistake she’d come to regret ; she can only imagine her manager’s uproar if she were to be the next woman involved in the chapman family’s scandal , no matter how much their fans wanted to see it . ❝ i really must go , a lady should never be late . ❞ an overly sweet smile as she scurries away from the mob . / @scmber .

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She stood corrected. Embarrassment filled the young girl as her brows furrowed and bottom lip pouted before shoving the script deep into her bag . “ Very well then . ” Zelda grit between her teeth as she threw on her coat . “ As long as we don’t have to tread through any grass , these shoes are Dior . ” And not to mention on loan , but she decided to leave that detail out for now . “ Where are you taking me ? ” She questioned as they made their way through the cafe , “ You aren’t going to take me down to the cellar and make off with the script , are you ? ” It was only a joke but the worrisome expression still covered her face .
eyes light up in awe as she turns to face zelda , like a moth to a flame at the mention of an expensive designer . ❝ and they’re stunning , darling ― shh , don’t say such a thing , the diors might hear you . ❞ a light hearted wink and playful slap of her shoulder . they enter the staff door , the glitz and glam of two starlets sticking out like a sore thumb but not one bat of an eyelid as they scurry past busy workers ; it’s clear that she’s used this escape route before . ❝ here . ❞ to answer her question , sigh of relief as they now stand on the empty street behind the café . ❝ oh , don’t be absurd . ❞ she rolls her eyes , though it wasn’t the most absurd of ideas , sure she’d done something similar in her younger , more competitive years . ❝ are you so scared of the competition that you must guard that script with your life ? ❞ she jokes , though a more serious tone takes over when sunglasses are removed and eyes meet . she places hands on her shoulders in an unusually reassuring manner . ❝ you’re an amazing actress , zelda . ❞ she could understand her worry . the competition between the two had always been thriving , but as isla falls out of love with their line of work , the continuous need to up - step her fellow actress derived from years of pride rather than the competition itself . ❝ now , guard that with your life as it’s the only compliment you’ll ever get from me . ❞ hands awkwardly drop to her side as she clears her throat .
HOLLYWOOD | 1x7 ‘A Hollywood Ending’
do you think you’ve already gave the acting scene all you have? what more do you still have to offer?
light visibly drains from eyes though smile stays intact ― truthfully , she doesn’t have much more to offer , or at least she isn’t allowed to . a career built around being hollywood’s golden girl , managers are adamant she stays in their comfort zone whilst dreams of pushing and showcasing her true talents stay tied up in legalities . ❝ so much more . ❞ stay vague , check . ❝ without giving too much away , i’ll let my upcoming projects speak for themselves . ❞ always leave them wanting more , check .
& 24 | cis male | he / him — ah , jed duncan , you again . we expected we’d see your { barely healed scars replaced with fresh cuts after a messy night on the town , picking a fight with strangers not unlikely ; a demeanour demanding attention after several years feeling second best } feel around these parts . on the b list for being a musician , aren’t you ? we can help with that ! for starts , we’ll need to make the spirited and visionary side of your personality shine and do something about leaving that reckless and temperamental side of yours behind closed doors . at least those rudy pankow looks might just give you a real shot . that’s if wanting to go solo doesn’t destroy you first !

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deadwaxed :
a pounding headache throbbed behind sullen eyes , jaded visions gradually piecing together what little she could remember from the previous night. did she regret it then ? no. did she regret it now ? well … “ fuckin’ christ. ” she was too tired to fight , scarce energy she did have stowed away for the unruly session that awaited her that afternoon. and yet all it took was one flash , one bang on the window to ignite that spark. porcelain shattered against the window , liquid splayed across the glass , two middle fingers outstretched. “ put this in your fuckin’ papers , ” such a warm response to such intrusion –– nothing less expected from the musician. mere seconds away from opening the door to confront them , a voice beckoned her attention. “ you my knightress in shining armor or something ? ” even in a bout of enragement , blaze still managed to humor. she fished out two crisp benjamins , tossing them to a barista in passing. “ for the mess. ” head turned back to the femme. “ now –– get me the fuck out of here , darling. ”
immediate regret as the scene unfolds . for two people that once shared silky sheets , isla barely knew blaze at all ― having avoided every trace of her existence since said drunken night ― and yet she was hardly surprised at the trouble that followed the musician like a moth to a flame , vexed that she’d involved herself for a second time with no one to blame but her own stupidity . an exasperated groan as she desperately covers face from flashes , disguise not enough to ease the crippling anxiety of being seen with hollywood’s bad girl . rolls her eyes at the word ‘ darling ’ but promptly obliges , spare hand grabbing hers before stomping out of sight like a sulking child . ❝ what are you , crazy !? ❞ she turns to face her , removing sunglasses but still not meeting her eyes . ❝ stupid question . ❞ she shakes her head , a small smile fighting it’s way onto lips but the irritation proves stronger . ❝ you sure are trouble , miss black . ❞ in more ways than one .
ofblondies :
a grin began to spread across ella mae’s face as she heard the other girl come up with an answer at the drop of a hat. she wished she had that kind of wit and intellect, but maybe having some of those smart people in her corner might prove beneficial to the blonde. “ hey, you’re pretty smart, y’know !? not everyone would think of that. now, how the hell do i put that in a song ?? “
❝ smart ass , more like . ❞ a playful eye roll . not unlike her to judge every aspect of her own personality ; she’d come to hate her parents’ need for perfection in every sense of the word , turning their daughter into a walking dictionary containing mostly useless trivia . not everything needed an answer , though the familiar blonde seemed more than happy with the one given . ❝ hey ! you’re the musician . i give you the words , you make them into a hit . ❞ she laughs , tons of knowledge unable to mask the fact that she didn’t have a creative bone in her body . she swings her stool around , now invested in the woman’s journey , ignoring why she’d come to the bar to drink alone in the first place .