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closed starter for : @sweetncthingss {ford anderson}
location : north carolina, after the met gala
after the events of the met gala, felicity needed to get out of los angeles and far, far away from the mr. and mrs. smith set for a few days. so after calling up the director requesting a brief hiatus from set to clear her head and get away for a while - the thought of having to be in a room with travis was suffocating and luckily for her, ford offered to take her to north carolina to visit his family - something else that probably wasn’t the wisest idea at the moment, but an escape was something she was desperate for, even though she had no idea how to act around his family, a family that knew that she played a large hand in ruining his reputation. head leaning against the window of the car as they drove down tree-lined streets, she let out a heavy sigh, shaking her head gently. “are you sure this is a good idea? i mean, i could just find a hotel to stay at or something.”
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𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐨𝐫 ... 𝐭𝐛𝐝 @sweetncthingss
going out to straight clubs ? not monroe's idea of a fun time , especially when they were feeling like this. they had spotted the group of guys from the corner of their eye a few minutes ago , but boiled it down to paranoia until voices began going from conspiratorial whispers to calls. they immediately tugged their friend on the arm. " let's go ? i don't feel like being hate - crimed tonight. "
#⸻ ✧ MONROE FLETCHER - COX : INTERACTIONS ⧽#⸻ ✧ MONROE FLETCHER - COX : CLOSED ⧽#sweetncthingss#homophobia tw
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& . closed for ophelia evans ( @sweetncthingss ).
“ how interested would you be in helping me out with a music video ? ” kels had been itching to release at least one or two more music videos for his latest album , but the casting was the difficult part . of course , he relied on other people to do that for him , but he needed to at least make sure things would be done right . brows pulled together as he glanced ophelia’s way . “ you can tell me to fuck off , if you really want . i just think you might be perfect for it , y’know . ”
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"you should be mad at me, zion." it would have been so much easier if he got angry with her, if he blew up on her and caused a fight. but that wasn't who zion was, it never has been. he always had been a calm in her storm of a life, always one who had been nothing but perfect to her, gave her not a single solitary thing to complain about or be upset with. if she needed him, he was there - without a question or a shadow of a doubt. and selfishly, part of her played pretend with it for all this time - pretending that they were just a normal, every day couple, living life and happily in love, pretending her heart didn't belong to another man all along. so much so, that'd she'd defend him, relentlessly. "i'm the reason he is the way he is in the first place. i took away his normalcy, i ruined his life. i can't blame him for being the way he is because it's my fault. and i chose to see the man i knew before i put him through absolute hell. because i know he's there." she said with a shake of her head. "i shouldn't have done this to you...you didn't deserve it. and i didn't deserve you, not for a second. i've tried...i've tried so damn hard to be a good person but, maybe i'm not." she choked out quietly. immediate anxiety fills her body seeing her name in a headline, the eerily familiar feeling of the invasion of privacy in her life, yet again. feeling so exposed to the world, back under the microscope she had spent the past eleven years trying to stay far away from. "i don't know....these pictures...they're from years ago. has someone been fucking watching us all this fucking time?" she said, anger starting to rise as shaky hands try to call her security team, but phone falls from her grasp and onto the floor, lips pressing into a tight line as she closed her eyes and took the deepest of breaths. "i'm going to freak out. i'm going to freak the absolute fuck out."
“because, that limitless love you have to offer is part of inherently who you are, who the hell would i be to judge you for that? it would make me a hypocrite when it’s one of the things in a very list might i add that i’ve loved about you since i was thirteen.” at her defence of julian he couldn’t help but let out a scoff, he didn’t get it, he honestly couldn’t see what meant that she was still defending the male that she had once married. “you love him so much you can’t even see it can you? tell me, you say you messed up to what the hell did you do? tell me what you’ve done to him in the past several months that’s had him feeling the way i know you’ve felt, that i’ve seen on your face, what the hell do you have to be guilty of?” was it time that he had wasted? he wasn’t sure, he wasn’t sure that he would know until he ever actually worked to let go of her. had the last eleven years not been spent at her side, had he never caved and kissed her for that first time, would he have moved on or would he had spent years filling the space he had carved for her in his heart, with people that just didn’t fit and weren’t meant to stay. “please don’t beat yourself up for something out of your control sunflower.” his words were quiet, if he could offer more comfort to her at this point he wouldn’t but he was trying to keep himself from saying anything else that might hurt her more. the ping of his phone was enough to simply wind him up at first, till it was pinging in time with hers. “what the fuck now?” the actor sighed, fishing his phone from his pocket, the article the first thing he pulled up at the concerns. “p...how?” they’d been so careful, they’d covered their tracks. “what - what do you need me to do?”
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𝘴𝘱𝘰𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘥 : jordana and carson . ( closed ) 𝘭𝘰𝘤𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 : somewhere in the valley .
over a decade since she’d been propped up on a motorcycle . flashes of the wind in brown locks that peeked out of a custom helmet , almost feels like memories made just the other day . eyes widening with a sense a joy as she glances over at the country star . “ how do i look ? “ she asks with a calculated bat of her lashes , “ like a biker chick or what ? “ smirk playing at her lips before she shifts back on the seat . light tap in front of her , “ c’mon cowboy , you can’t show me your bike and not take me for a ride , “ blues eyes meet brown ones , brow quirking upward . “ that’s a crime ... somewhere . “ ( @sweetncthingss )
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@sweetncthingss ( archie )
the stubbornness of the two men might have been unrivalled at this stage . it wasn’t just weeks or even months , it was years that spanned between them . their last interaction ending in a fight for reasons unclear . despite the fact that joey wanted nothing more than to be close to his friend when everything had been going down , his morals had kept him away . you see , for joey , morals and values weren’t just morals , he struggled to live outside of the box ... the lines were constantly a prison rather than just guidance . even now , an unreplied to text where archie was acknowledging his behaviour sent him spinning and he was outside the others home , standing there like an insane person for an hour without knocking ... thinking of what to say , text still open . he actually made it to the front door , a bizarre pause . it opened before he could do anything , “ i ... was knocking ... “ breath baited , silence falls immediately as he curses his own insecurity .
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( maggie + maddox )
Since getting back to LA from the Met Gala, Maggie had been carefully walking on eggshells around everyone. Passing out one of the most prestigious fashion events of the year had not been on her bucket list and Maggie was fearful of the repercussions it was going to have on not only her own mental health but her modeling career as a whole. She didn’t want to dwell on that, not when she was roaming Maddox’s home looking for any sign of her boyfriend. Clad in a pair of shorts and one of his shirts, Maggie padded her way into the living room where he was sitting on one of his couches, a guitar on his lap and confusion written over her face. “There you are,” she greeted before she made her way over to sit next to him. “Lost in your own thoughts?” @sweetncthingss
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calling . . . ophelia ( @sweetncthingss )
fingertips tracing the edges of designer sunglasses , the sun was shining brightly and with her parents in town , audrey was certain this was the perfect time to poison the well . she wouldn’t ever literally kill somebody but she certainly was about to give them the shock of their lives and her anxiety was sky high ... yet , it seemed that she was set on destruction in one sense . spotting ophelia nearby , she slides the glasses off , “ how do you stop worrying how the world will see you ? “
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All my babies will be moving here please unfollow sweetncthingss xoxo
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closed starter: @sweetncthingss {ophelia evans}
location: the ritz carlton hotel, after the met gala after party
his return to this world, although he acted as though it was nothing but a breeze to him, caused a pit of nerves and anxiety that hadn’t been present before. he knew everyone in the room saw him as a joke - mother included who he spent the whole night dodging, and knew that a few months away wasn’t going to prove shit - not until he actually showed his skills, skills that he wasn’t even sure he actually had. he left the afterparty early, social battery completely depleted and meant to head back towards his room, but when he stepped off the elevator and saw kathy standing in front of his door with the kicking it with the kennedy’s camera crew, practically trying to bang the door down, he knew he had to get out of there before she saw him, frantically clicking elevator button, he rushed into it, almost knocking over the person who was standing there, stopping himself right before he did as he froze in his spot, looking down at the small femme when he realized it was ophelia. catching his breath for a moment, he stepped back from her, back hitting against the wall of the elevator as he let out a heavy sigh, hands rubbing over his face. “fucking kathy’s outside my door.” he said with a shake of his head. “i’m never gonna get away from it, huh?”
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𝓽𝓮𝔁𝓽 𝓶𝓮𝓼𝓼𝓪𝓰𝓮 𝓽𝓸 : ford
felicity: heads up, my agents are forcing me into this pr thing with this guy.
felicity: so we'll have to be stealthy...sneaking around is hot tho, right?
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𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐨𝐫 ... 𝐦𝐚𝐜𝐤 @sweetncthingss
" i've not just abandoned reid , " graham huffed with a chuckle , " he's with my parents. loving the easter break , i'm sure. " knowing his parents , they'd have dragged his son to church a few times , then probably would have taken him to some heritage site he would hate. sometimes it was great , letting his parents be the bad guys in order to get reid to experience some culture. " he's going to be there until he finishes the school year. "
#⸻ ✧ GRAHAM LAWRENCE : INTERACTIONS ⧽#⸻ ✧ GRAHAM LAWRENCE : CLOSED ⧽#⸻ ✧ GRAHAM LAWRENCE : MACKENZIE ⧽#sweetncthingss
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& . closed for ur choice ( @sweetncthingss ).
“ you don’t actually read this stuff , do you ? ” brows pull together at the article plastered across the phone’s screen . it was another rumor - filled piece about god only knew what that made no sense when strewn together so carelessly . writing wasn’t her strong suit and she was sure that even she could do better than that . “ it’s all bullshit anyway . ”
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💜 & ☂️ - Ophelia & Johnny
💜ophelia - his favorite picture
☂️ophelia - the last picture in his camera roll
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💜 & ☂️ - Ford & Felicity
💜 ford - her favorite picture
☂️ ford - the last picture in her camera roll
@sweetncthingss
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