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‘   do   i   need   to   stick   an   out   of   order   sign   on   my   forehead   for   you   to   understand   that   i   don’t   care   about   your   popcorn   refill   ?   ’   heavy   sigh   slips   through   parted   brims,   delicate   tips   rubbing   against   temples   in   less   than   discreet   manner.   ‘   can’t   you   see   i’m   on   break   ?   ’   inquiry   serves   as   display   of   distaste   towards   figure   hovering   over   own   station.   ‘   feel   free   to   serve   yourself,   but   don’t   go   heavy   on   the   butter,   i’ll   be   the   one   to   blame.   ’    /    @unrcpentant​

“ excuse me.. ” he inquires, already a signature smug smile on his face as he steps up next to the lady that was clearly bothering dara, that was the least of his worries. he was more interested in joining her. “ what happened to the customer is always right, dara ? ” brow raises as he against the counter “ and did you just tell this lady to watch her weight ? ” he wonders in feign offense, a quiet tsk tsk sound leaving his lips.

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soft   huff   falls   from   pursed   lips,   puzzled   grimace   spreading   across   features   in   attempt   to   keep   a   straight   face   a   moment   longer.   ‘   okay,   real   talk.   do   you   think   i   could   get   away   with   calling   in   sick   for   a   third   day   in   a   row   or   is   it   too   much   ?   ’   chuckles   at   the   thought,   yet   gaze   fixates   on   opposite   figure,   awaiting   a   response   femme   is   already   well   aware   of.   ‘   in   my   defence,   i’ve   been   very   busy   this   week   —   with   all   sorts   of   things,   you   know.   ’    /    @unrcpentant​

gaze lifts to the brunette across from him, the words leaving her lips somehow not a surprise to him and yet he could never figure out why she bothered asking him whether or not she should take the short cuts. his answer was usually the same. “ three days already ? ” he questions with a shake of his head “ you might as well just quit. ” only a moment passes before he laughs “ but that wasn’t a suggestion in any way. ” just so they were clear. “ uh huh, and what are all those things ? ”

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heavnfalls​:

*   𝑆𝑇𝐴𝑅𝑇𝐸𝑅     ⤻     𝒇𝒊𝒍𝒆𝒅 𝒖𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓     ›    @unrcpentant​ .

›           she would recognize him anywhere   —   not necessarily because he towered over most of the barely five foot something freshman students, but maybe because she had found herself thinking about him.  more than usually  these days. and so the sight of him sped up her step, her arm hooking through his once she’d reached his side.   “ where are you hurrying off to ?  ”   she announced herself, curiosity burning behind deep brown eyes. having been stuck in an office for most of the day, eyes glued to the bright screen of a desktop computer filled with quantum mechanics, simply  a breath of fresh air  seemed exciting.   “ the only company i’ve had all day has been my research, and although quantum field theory  really  gets me going, i think i may be driving myself a little crazy. so   …   are we doing anything interesting ?  ”

he’s startled for a moment as an arm hooks through his, although not surprised at the familiar face making the gesture. “ nadia.. ” he greets her with a slight laugh. “ am i hurrying ? ” he wondered, a con to having long legs was apparently moving further faster, so he slows down for her. besides even if he had been in a hurry he certainly wasn’t now. “ quantum field theory get’s you going ? ” he repeats with a warm laugh, “ good to know. ” maybe he was in a hurry, to the library... “ i don’t know you know.. ” he hums “ was just kinda going for a walk, but we can grab a coffee or surely we can think of something more exciting to do, yeah ? ”

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analogves​:

          ❛  i’m  just  saying  …  you’re  kind  of  taking  up  a  lot  of  space  for  someone  who’s  only  ordering  the  blandest  kind  of  latte  and  doesn’t  own  gucci  loafers,  ❜  she  shrugs  back,  tamping  down  some  coffee  grounds  for  her  next  order.  truth  be  told,  amidst  the  chaos  of  beans’  morning  rush,  she’s  glad  to  see  at  least  one  familiar,  rage-free  face.  ❛  best  friends  or  not,  jules,  i  don’t  own  beans.  so  i  don’t  make  the  rules.  so  when  i’m  told  that  julian  blake’s  getting  no  solid  gold  in  his  latte  because  someone  who’s  better  than  him  in  every  way’s  just  come  in  and  ordered,  i  do  as  i’m  told,  ❜  she  teases,  pausing  to  wait  for  the  loud  hiss  of  the  espresso  machine  to  pass,  ❛  i  don’t  want  to  burst  your  already-damaged  bubble,  but  the  last  ‘  counter  you  leaned  on  ’  was  a  real  low.  like,  a  real  low.  pretty  sure  she  said  her  favorite  ice-cream  flavor  was  rum  raisin,  like  my  grandpa.  so  maybe  you  should  get  someone  with  better  taste  in  counters  advise  you  next  time  ?  ❜

he falls silent for a moment, brows drawn together in thought trying to come up with some sort of reason why she’s wrong in her conclusion, “ i do own gucci loafers.. ” he mutters under his breath as if he didn’t fully wanna admit it. they were simply, in the back of his closet. “ anyway, i’m no coffee expert but since you are and since you know me so well, tell me.. what should i be drinking ? ” already assuming she’d simply point out bland was good for him. “ in every way ? damn you’re really coming for my ass this morning, huh ? ” he pouts shortly, smile pulling at his lips. “ fine, fine.. ” he admits with a roll of his eyes, “ not my best work. well, actually i’ve been working this other one, but it’s so fucking high. quality counter though...but it ain’t working out for me. ”

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I can promise you that I am spiritually and emotionally and ethically and morally behind whoever wins.

Arian Moayed as STEWY HOSSEINI in SUCCESSION (season 1)

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analogves​:

          ❛  are  you  actually  planning  on  commenting  on  the  name  being  every  order  while  leaning  on  my  counter  all  day,  jules  ?  don’t  you  have  places  to  be  ?  people  to  see  ?  hobbies  to  enjoy  ?gucci  loafers  to  buy  in  bulk  ?  ❜  she  sighs,  a  little  louder  than  needed  to  feign  actual  annoyance  at  julian’s  presence.  an  amused  eye  roll  follows  his  remark  about  the  pure  gold  flecks,   almost  tempting  her  to  toss  an  ice  cube  in  the  direction  of  the  other’s  forehead  (  she’s  known  for  her  great  aim,  after  all  ).  ❛  terribly  sorry  about  the  lack  of  twenty-four  karat  gold  leaf  in  your  latte,  we  ran  out  an  hour  ago  !  some  guy  who’s  a  lot  richer  and  also  better  looking  stopped  by  when  we  opened  so  i  thought  we  should  just  dump  all  of  our  gold  into  his  drink.  you  get  it,  right  ?  ❜

“ don’t have to act so excited about it. ” he muses before shrugging lightly “ but all day ? no. while i enjoy this latte, yes. ” he states, when had julian blake ever been on time anyway ? eyes roll at the gucci loafer comment “ i wouldn’t be caught dead in gucci loafers.. ” not anymore that is. he can’t help but laugh at her words “ thought i was some sort of vip here, but hey, it’s not like we’ve been best friends for... ” he starts counting nonsensically on his fingers “ i don’t know like twenty years, couldn’t even save one gold leaf for me. ” he shakes his head “ but sure, i get it. if someone cuter came along and caught my eye i’d probably be leaning on her counter all day, if you catch my drift eh ? ”

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hxplessxromantic​:

open to anyone and everyone

location: bravo cinema

thankfully it was not too long until closing time, one more film and he could get out of here. it wasn’t that he didn’t like his job, he did, but he was just not feeling it today. there had been a bunch of kids who had come in and spilt popcorn everywhere, and now he’d just had to clean up a load of coca cola that had been dropped down the back of one of the seats. 

with a hefty sigh, bandit leaned against the counter, not really expecting to see anyone else considering the last film had started ten minutes ago. “ you’re running a bit late?” bandit couldn’t help but smirk , as he faced the other. “ sorry, the doors are closed now, i can’t let you in” 

the look on his face was nothing short of what the fuck and this is some bullshit. never had he been denied access, and to the cinema of all places ? if that wasn’t the most ridiculous thing he’d ever heard.  “ no problem man, it’s a good thing i can open the fucking door myself, cheers. ”

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analogves​:

   📌  location  :  beans  &  barley    💬  open  to  :  everyone  !

          nine  in  the  morning,  aka  the  pre-class  rush  at  beans  (  a  good  amount  of  whitby  students  like  to  make  a  detour  )  and  the  time  of  day  alexandra  is  most  afraid  of.  nothing’s  scarier  than  a  twenty-something  year  old  running  on  just  a  couple  of  hours  of  sleep  and  a  caffeine  consumption  that  might  as  well  be  dispensed  out  of  an  iv  bag.  fingers  daintily  pop  the  lid  of  the  drink  she’s  just  finished  making  into  place  and  she  quickly  adds  a  few  doodles  of  her  own  onto  the  cup,  before  checking  what  name  to  call  out.  ❛  why  would  people  …  ❜  her  voice  trails  off,  before  she  casts  her  attention  back  out  onto  the  rest  of  the  coffee  shop  and  re-adopts  her  upbeat  barista  demeanor,  ❛  i  have  an  iced  oat  milk  latte  for  maya  rudolph’s  wig  when  she  played  beyoncé  in  the  hot  wings  snl  skit  !  iced  oat  milk  latte  !  for  maya  rudolph’s  wig  !  ❜ 

“ the fuck does that even mean ? ” he questions as he leans against the counter like he owned the damn place. now he liked to believe he was pretty up to date with the memes and the media but guess even he had to declare a loss once in a while. sipping on his latte he’d gotten just moments ago, “ you know this is good and all, but i’m disappointed about the lack of pure gold flecks.. ” he whines all in jokes, “ it’s like you don’t take me serious. ” and she was right not to. his orders were always ridiculous for the sake of annoying the brunette but at least he didn’t make it for maya rudolphs wig when she, something else he’d already forgotten.

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needlepcint​:

STARTER FOR: anyone EXTRA: the retro room, any time

          even with the generous four inches that her heels provide her, nia can’t reach the top of the cabinet that sits innocently in the retro room. not being gifted vertically is something she’s long made her peace with ( along with the help of an extensive heel collection that brought her to almost scraping average height ), but the small wooden table she’s been eyeing remains far outside the length of her stretching fingertips. a devious glance around her surroundings provides her with no less than four ways she can get to the top of the cabinet. a split second later and she’s climbing atop a different table next to the high cabinet that provides another three feet of height. there are already plenty of scars of wear on the table top, evidence of a healthy life it once held, and so she’s not too worried about the tips of her heels scuffing. maybe when she has help she’ll come back to retrieve it as well, but for now she happily reaches for the small wooden box that she’d been eyeing. item in hand, she turns then to clamber back down only to find herself looking down at someone. her small o or surprise morphs quickly.     “ so — our little secret ?? ”     she offers, smile wide and charming. signature.     “ what’d’ya say ?? ”

luc in his relatively short time at whitby thought he’d gotten to know nia pretty well, albeit most of it being on the field but that was no less than impressive. “ well, well, well... ” he sighs, head shaking in feign disapproval before a smile breaks through “ ever thought about asking for help ? ” he questions, in any other situation he would’ve been at least like two heads taller than her, it was pretty convenient not having to do parkour to reach the things he wanted, but making jokes about her height would probably be a little cliché. “ oh and if anyone asks, i didn’t see a thing. ”

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yes  it’s  me...again...sorry  yet  another  shit  intro,  actually  this  might  be  worse  than  julian’s. i  put  blood  sweat  and  tears  into  it  though  you  can  count  on  that. anyway,  luc  is  still  a  little  rough  around  the  edges  as  i  haven’t  really  gotten  to  develop  him  yet.

RUBEN LOFTUS-CHEEK, CIS MALE, TWENTY SIX, HE/HIM   ⟨  ✽  ⟩   hey, you haven’t bumped into  luc andré  lately, have you? they have been living here for the past  year  and during that time, locals have gotten to know them as  determined  &  charming.  a little birdie told me they can be quite  unlucky  &  pessimistic  though. explains why they’re an  assistant coach for the whitby soccer team.  they really remind me of  beers with the boys, waking up at 5 am, and being overly prepared .  if you’re ever looking for them, i bet you can find them around  waverly athletics park.

the  andré’s  are  basically  like  the  beckhams. his  dad  is  a  retired  soccer  player  who’s  pretty  much  got  a  legend  status  amongst  soccer  fans  and  even  none  soccer  fans  because  he’s  simply  an  icon. his  mom  is  a  fashion  designer  and  has  done  some  tv-hosting  gigs  over  the  years,  she’s  pretty  funny  as  well,  has  participated  in  a  couple  of  british  comedy  shows  but  she’s  not  considered  a  comedian. anyway,  the  whole  family  is  just  kind  of  known  for  being  super  stylish  and  posh.

 luc  went  in  his  fathers  footsteps  i  mean  he  basically  came  out  of  the  womb  with  a  soccer  ball. he  was  a  natural,  even  with  all  the  pressure  of  having  to  live  up  to  his  fathers  legacy. he  was  kind  of  your  typical  golden  boy,  although  it’s  not  because  he  was  a  natural  at  everything,  but  he  was  stubborn  and  determined  to  make  things  work  and  figure  things  out. he’s  always  been  a  hard  worker  whether  that  was  in  school  or  sports.

 his  soccer  career  started  out  super  well,  having  joined  the  chelsea  soccer  academy  at  age  9  and  staying  there  until  he  made  it  pro  and  got  a  contract  for  chelsea  fc. many  experts  called  him  the  future  captain  and  also  called  a  spot  for  him  on  the  national  team. they  probably  jinxed  it  for  him. ‘cause  at  the  age  of  20  he  started  being  riddled  with  injuries  some  smaller  and  less  serious  than  others  but  when  he  got  an  acl  injury  shit  really  hit  the  fan. the  doctors  claimed  the  outlook  was  good  at  first  as  it  was  only  a  partial  tear  and  didn’t  need  surgery  just  recovery  but  with  his  luck  of  course  he  managed  to  tear  it  completely  as  he  lacked  patience. after  surgery  and  physical  therapy  over  a  year  had  gone  by  and  honestly  there  wasn’t  much  positive  news  to  report...

 it  wasn’t  with  good  will  but  he  ended  up  putting  his  soccer  career  on  hold. instead  pursuing  a  bachelor  in  physical  education,  he  ended  up  at  university  of  massachusetts. after  finishing  said  bachelor,  he  was  approached  by  the  coaching  team  at  whitby  university  who’s  assistant  coach  spot  would  soon  be  open...and  honestly  luc  didn’t  have  much  else  going  for  him  so  he  ended  up  accepting. it’s  been  a  year  now  and  he’s  honestly  thriving. while  it’s  far  from  his  dream,  he’s  having  a  good  time.

 he’s  very  down  to  earth,  very  much  a  people  person  and  probably  why  he  works  so  well  in  the  assistant  coach  position,  working  closely  with  the  players,  he’s  probably  giving  big  brother  vibes  to  many  of  them. but  his  vibes  are  chill...he’s  very  charming  though,  very  friendly  and  sometimes  too  friendly,  he  might  be flirting...

he  can  be  slightly  unlucky  and  that  makes  him  slightly  pessimistic  at  times,  with  his  track  record  he  just  kinda expects  the  worst. 

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i came embarrasingly unprepared to this and i have no excuse…well…c’est la vie. i’m ac, 24, she/her and i hail from the unholy gmt+1 timezone. this is my boi julian, he’s an oldie but goldie. okay, this intro is just gonna be very short and basic because first of all…unprepared and second of all, i’m dumb ya know?

XAVIER SERRANO, CIS MALE, TWENTY FIVE, HE/HIM   ⟨  ✽  ⟩   hey, you haven’t bumped into  julian blake  lately, have you? they have been living here for the past  twenty-five years and during that time, locals have gotten to know them as  charismatic  &  clever.  a little birdie told me they can be quite  cunning  &  arrogant  though. explains why they’re a masters student in political science at whitby university.  they really remind me of  abnormally high standards, the burning feeling after taking a shot and smirks that infuriate.  if you’re ever looking for them, i bet you can find them around  conan & sons.

BACKGROUND & PERSONALITY:

to  keep  it  short  and  sweet. julian  was  born  in  spain... his  parents  were  young  and  broke  and  they  already  had  one  child  to  take  care  of. julian  wasn’t  exactly  planned  and  so  they  gave  him  up  for  adoption.. and  that’s  how  he  ended  up  with  the  blake’s.  they’ve  been  living  in  port  briar  for  ages,  well  on  the  outskirts  in  some  over  the  top  mansion.  both  of  his  dad’s  succesfull  in  their  respective  fields,  a  politician  and  a  lawyer.  which  would  explain  his  compromised  moral  compass....

he  was  definitely  an  easy  child  growing  up,  he  didn’t  get  in  much  trouble  and  just  kinda  took  care  of  himself,  very  independent  from  the  get  go. could  easily  find  entertainment  when  bored, ��generally  dealt  very  well  with  boredom  tbh. it’s  supposedly  very  healthy  and  all  that.

around  his  teenage  years  he  started  becoming  more  influenced  by  his  peers  and  although  he  still  mostly  steered  clear  of  scandals  and  drama….you  could  always  kind  of  find  him  adding  fuel  to  the  fire. man  the  guy  loves  gossip  and  watching  people  fight  each  other  as  long  as  they’re  not  fighting  him.

anyway,  from  a  young  age  he  was  playing  soccer,  sort  of  a  homage  to  his  birthplace. he  was  good  and  he  only  got  better  with  age  but  he  also  grew  a  lot  more  distracted. see  he’s  not  really  that  good  at  fully  applying  himself  to  things  he’s  kind  of  the  master  of  half-assing  things  and  getting  away  with  it. king  of  bullshitting. truly  he’s  just  lazy  but  he’s  great  at  putting  others  to  work.

it’s  kind  of  how  he’s  gotten  through  college  so  far  as  well. with  a  major  in  political  science,  and  honestly  a  weirdly  good  business  sense,  he  could  probably  sell  sand  in  sahara. he’s  arrogant  but  just  charming  enough  to  get  away  with  it,  even  if  he’s  lying  through  his  teeth,  he  has  a  certain  way  of  sarcasm  that  most  people  don’t  catch  on.

he’s  on  the  whitby  soccer  team,  has  gotten  offers  to  play  professionally  but  it’s  like...a  lot  of  work  and  he’s  just  extremely  indecisive. so  when  whitby  approached  him  about  doing  his  masters  there,  he  kinda  accepted  without  even  really  thinking  about  it. kind  of  just  an  insane  excuse  to  put  off  making  a  decision  for  another  two  years. he  somehow  gets  away  with  half-assing  soccer  as  well  -  despite  actually  loving  it  -  showing  up  late  to  practice  or  with  hangovers  or  not  showing  at  all.

likes  to  be  the  smartest  person  in  the  room,  albeit  he’s  most  likely  not,  but  don’t  get  me  wrong  he’s  definitely  smarter  than  he  looks,  and  it  won’t  stop  him  from  acting  like  it. very  business  savvy,  knows  how  to  charm  a  crowd  even  if  that  crowd  is  simply  a  bunch  of  rich  old  men  gathered  around  a  table  in  a  conference  room. twisting  people’s  words  and  actions  to  his  benefit  is  also  kind  of  a  specialty  of  his. —   tbh  he’s  fairly  easy  to  deal  with  when  you  know  him,  he  may  think  he’s  super  clever  and  mysterious  but  he’s  just  kind  of  a  fool. his  humor  is  very  specific  and  yet,  you’ll  find  him  with  a  smile  on  his  lips  like  most  of  the  time,  even  if  it  is  one  you  kinda  wanna  smack  off  of  his  face. has  a  tendency  to  laugh  at  the  wrong  times  though,  don’t  take  it  ill…it’s  not  you. it’s  him.

drives  an  aston  martin  vantage  f1  edition  because  he’s  got  expensive  taste  okay,  although  he  obviously  has  several  choices  including  his  beloved  motercycle.  the  aston  martin  is  his  preferred  though.

he  lives  in  a  nice  apartment  on  high  street,  with  his  two  year  old  dobermann  called  zeus.  it’s  his  most  used  phrase  “  can’t,  gotta  take  zeus  for  a  walk  ”