emotions galore

"no-- sometimes when you're sober too--but you know that." she sticks her tongue out, playful. she's always playful with him--always a version of herself without armour and it's disconcerting. "you're an idiot." she says the words, but the look on her face is overwhelmingly fond, the kind of look she'd bury, if she wasn't drunk, and next to him. "...i--" and maybe if she was sober she'd have a witty retort, but she's drunk and he's close and she blushes underneath his scrutiny. "you're-- fucking with my mind. saying things like that i-- you're doing to get me into trouble." she shakes her head and takes his hand. "yeah-- let's go. we can stay up, and trade secrets."

his face sported a mischievous grin, causing his dimple to deepen in amusement at her playful antics. "i just like hearing you say it," silas declared, holding his head high and chuckling proudly as she teased him. yet, what truly amused him was witnessing her struggle to find the right words. "saying thin— that's called honesty," he teased, "i think." a hint of amusement in his voice. with every part of his system firing, he was brutally honest, fully awake yet seemingly lost in a daze. taking her hand with a cheerful demeanor, he mused, "secrets? now, who's going to lead the other into trouble?" smirking, he swiftly led her indoors, pulling her along while sharing laughter. "come on."

"QUESTIONABLE? EXCUSE ME BUT I excel at everything I do." Everything but leisure and relaxation. His doubts weren't exactly baseless. "Really? Because I was impressed that you were able to use the word decathlon. And wow, I'm not surprised that you'd learn it from that movie." She rolled her eyes at him. "See? It's a nice place. There's a ski resort nearby, and there are restaurants overlooking the mountains."

"Everything?" Gavin raised an eyebrow before chuckling softly. "Oh come on, give me a little credit here. Let me guess, you were the captain or leader of the whole thing and you have a trophy to prove just how good you are." He shot her a knowing look before turning to his pickup truck. "Lee, you've really outdone yourself," he whistled as he grabbed both of their bags. "Let's check the place out, slowpoke. I'm freezing," Gavin still managed to have a pep in his step as he happily trekked up to the cabin.

"am i impossible or are you just incapable of handling me, hm?" but she can't even keep the serious tone in her voice, only halfway because of her drunken state, "help you? help you by kissing you? i feel like this is a trick - i think you'd be fine without." but she did finish closing the distance between them with a giggle, lips slotting with his the only thing muffling them.

"the two aren't mutually exclusive," the attempt to stifle a laugh quickly loosened into a fit of giggles. though clearly he went into a daze the moment his eyes met her lips, "i could pass away," silas informed dramatically before she leaned forward. "my savior," he mumbled against her lips before capturing her lips carefully, hand sliding down to grip her waist instinctively.

"NO, YOU'RE NOT," AGATHA ASSURED him. She scrutinized the vicinity, looking at anything but him. The tension between them was palpable in the air. His next words took her aback. She honestly didn't expect that he'd want anything to do with her after. She finally looked up to meet his gaze. "Really?" she asked dubiously. "Well, there's nothing new. Same old, same old." She bit the inside of her cheek. "What about you? How have you been?"

Jack thought he was stronger than he was, the second their eyes met, he felt a knot in his throat. He wasn't the type to break a sweat during multi-million dollar deals, but she was a walking-open vault with a couple of his deepest secrets. That should have been unsettling on its own but the fact that he couldn't seem to get his mind off was also up there. "Another day in the life of Agatha Hastings, huh." He chuckled softly, putting one hand in his pocket, "I've been good." That wasn't even remotely true, but he tried to remember why he was there. "Listen, I know you're a busy woman, so I won't waste too much of your time. I was hoping we could tie up some loose ends." God, he hated how that sounded coming out of his mouth. "Maybe over dinner?"

"I'M SURE YOU'D HAVE A field day when that happens." Victor snickered. "Don't worry. I don't hate. It'll take a lot for me to hate especially you." He couldn't ever imagine that happening. "Well, you know what they say. You can pull off anything with confidence. And yes, this costume is meant for me. It definitely has me feeling myself."

"Oh, you have no idea," she whistled softly, already having a few ideas tucked away just in case the day ever came. A playful smile played on her features as she nudged his shoulder, "Victor," she cooed sweetly. "now you're just begging me to act a fool," she teased. B's eyes scanned him faster than she could stop herself as she nodded, "Alright, your Highness, what are we doing for the night then? Despite the costume, I guess that makes me your jester."

"NO, IT'S A FULL WISH granted. It's a lot of effort for me to abandon my books and be out here. End of the story," Lee asserted, wagging her finger at him. She took the cup he handed. "Listen, I hate alcohol in general. It's not cool to drink until you drop. People think that's what it means living your best life, but it's not. It's unhealthy. And hangovers suck." She raised her cup with him. "Cheers to that." Taking a sip of her drink, she grimaced at the bitter aftertaste. "I've been coerced out of the library."

"I appreciate your sacrifice," he attempted to sweeten, "but I'm sure we can find a compromise." Gavin figured the only way to get her out of her shell was to get her out of the library. He had to press his lips together as he basically called out everyone at the party. His dimple appeared, Lee wasn't technically wrong. "Cheers?" he managed to say as he took a short sip of his beer to not make her upset. "Oh come on, give me a little credit here. Tonight's going to be fun and you will barely be able to taste it after a couple more sips." Taking another sip he tilted his head up at her, "This isn't your first party, is it?"

HENRY CAVILL as AUGUST WALKER Mission: Impossible - Fallout (2018) | dir. Christopher McQuarrie

[ samantha ]: what’s wrong ? you should be having fun, and it really doesn’t seem like you are from over here.

as she hit send, she felt the lingering stares over her (something she was still getting used to). though amanda's eyes couldn't help but linger over to samantha, the corners of her mouth twitched upwards. as she caught sight of the redhead.

RACHEL McADAMS as BARBARA SIMON ARE YOU THERE GOD? IT'S ME, MARGARET. (2023) dir. Kelly Fremon Craig

BRIE LARSON before the 29th Annual Critics Choice Awards on January 14, 2024 via Nina Park's Instagram

RENEE RAPP. GQ Magazine.

islanders @ penguins | apr. 14, 2022