#mocnlighted

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you are my favorite poc person of color to discuss my caucasian crushes with! may your taste in melanin challenged individuals remain flawless as the years go on, and may your favorite white man kiss you with his raw chicken lips and make you see stars. i luv u sfm, all the years you’ve been my friend have truly been a BLESSING

"What are you doing up here?” The party, just a floor below was in full swing, with a wide array of twenty and thirty-something’s in attendance. Unlike previous political events, this was geared towards the millennial demographic. A far cry from the stuffy events Madison grinned through, whilst hanging off Xavier’s arm. Nearly a year after their ‘honeymoon’ and the couple epitomized the values of the government program. A ‘yin and yang’ image, of charming Xavier and blunt Madison, that the paparazzi fed off of. Even her past, riddled with baggage, was successfully re-purposed into a marketing scheme. Overall, the government had no room for complaints. Yet somewhere between pretending to be lovers, and learning about one another... Something shifted between them. It happened slowly, at first, amidst their jibes and quips. And then, all at once. She glances up from her tequila, her fourth shot of the night, and raises an eyebrow.

“Shouldn’t you be downstairs?” Madison runs her finger along the salt-rim of her shot, pressing it against her tongue in thought. “That reporter must be losing her mind. She’s been after you all night. All, ‘oh my God, you’re the voice of our generation.’” Madison mocks, a reference to the pretty red-head that had cornered Xavier under the guise of an interview. A hint of jealousy, despite her best efforts to conceal it with a haughty smile.

JFJSJF I WASNT EXPECTING THIS I SNORTED

emptyolympus replied to your post“Why is Timothee Chamalet on your banned list? Did he do something?”

I AM SCREEEEEEEAMING

mocnlighted replied to your post“Why is Timothee Chamalet on your banned list? Did he do something?”

omg to all the weasly lil white boy theatre geeks I AM SO SORRRYYYY ����

"Seriously? I’m your wife, not your sister.” Madison whispers through a gritted smile, in reference to his hand conservatively and rather awkwardly placed on her shoulder. After his press conference, his advisors decided that the best way to refresh their image was a honeymoon. Although Madison didn’t like it, she was committed. At least, after it was revealed that, based on their success, the government may have a deal to offer. She glances to her right, spotting the flashing cameras. Upon arriving to the luxury resort in Hawaii, they immediately ventured out in their beach wear to sell a love story. Sadly, Xavier was being less than convincing. “Oh for fuck’s sake.” She reaches for his hand, placing it against her hip. “There. Better.”