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carterisaacs:

Carter honestly just wanted to vomit. She had wanted to vomit every since she’s been back here in Hollywood, knowing he’s nearby. It’s not that his presence disgusts her, it’s everything but that. now as she stood here in front of him, watching him react to her touch, she just wanted to slap him. for giving her such false hope knowing that he wasn’t reacting to her touch the way he looked like he was. he was always getting her hope up it seemed like and she was done. maybe it was her lack for patience or the short fuse that burned through her but the nervous butterflies were now gone and anger coursed through her veins. she had dedicated months to just being his friends, to helping him, to being his rock and support, but the soft touches that teased her became too much after awhile. the gentleness, kindness, and compassion he showed her wasn’t what a friend did. so why did he have to fuck with her?

She’s been through so much these past years and she was just done. done dealing with people’s shit. Carter shook her head at his latest words and couldn’t help but step back a bit. his scent, he himself was becoming too much to bare, too much to consume. her hands entangling themselves from his and she instantly felt cold. lost without his warmth and touch. “Y-You can’t just say shit like that to me, Atticus?” she mumbled, her hand coming up to rub her face in frustration. why would he never understand just how she felt, and why couldn’t she make him understand

“you can’t stay sweet things to me, caress my skin, because it doesn’t mean anything to you. I know, I know you’re not trying to hurt me, because I know you never would. but atti, you’re hurting me whether you want to be or not.”

           it wasn’t fair to anyone. that he knew. it wasn’t fair to her, it wasn’t fair to him. what was he even doing? indulging in some sort of self narrative that maybe there was something happening? taking what intimacy from her he wanted without the honest truth of anything real or confessing what he had learned since their time apart. he never wanted to hurt her, or treat her poorly. of course not, but here he was, and he had to realize this wasn’t fair.  but she was stepping back and cursing at him and he was taken aback at first.

he can’t play victim here. he can’t yell back. truth is, he ad no place doing what he was doing and she had the right to be upset. sure, they could get into discussions on whether it was her fault to be mad over a relationship that wasn’t even meant to be real, but atticus wasn’t that person. he wasn’t going to be. it was simply unfair. you can’t blame a person for their feelings. 

but truth was, it was something to him. this was a way to get just a taste of what he missed in a way where he wouldn’t have to subject himself to emotional exposure, or opening up. that’s always difficult for him. his hands pulled away slowly and slide into his pockets, and his eyes drift to the ground for a moment with shame.   “ i’m sorry, carter. “   but he wasn’t going to say anything else. he felt this is what she needed right now. not his bullshit. not at his party.   “ you deserve better than that, i know. i’m sorry. “

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ofvianncys:

she laughed as she looked down at her phone, chin resting on her knuckles. “oh now apparently i’m pregnant with my ex-husband. no sorry i literally ate like two tacos and a burrito from taco bell that day so i look bloated. when will people ever understand that concept?” she scoffed and took a sip from her cosmopolitan. 

          Atticus watched her carefully and chuckled, lightly shaking his head.   “ that’s one thing i’m very thankful for, i can never be accused of being pregnant. if i could, it probably would have happened a dozen times. “   he shakes his head.  “ i’m sorry you have to deal with that. “

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       CONNECTIONS ---  !!       just some extra connections i’ve been coming up w bc i need more solid ones and i can never remember them when i think of them. mostly bc i’m in my car, driving. can’t rlly type them up on the road. if u see one u like, please! let’s bring it to life !

REHAB BUDDIES :   this doesn’t have to exactly mean they went to rehab together, though that would be an added bonus. this would just be someone who is also trying to get clean with atticus. he has someone he can go to when things are hard, someone who understands him. someone who will not pressure him to drink or do drugs. a safe place for him.

SNEAKIN’ AROUND AMIRITE :   smth abt hands under tables and media asking questions i cannot believe. i imagine this as a plot with a male, but i’m okee to discuss females, too. sure, atticus has never clearly come out, but there’s questionable photos of him out there with men and he’s definitely a ¯\_( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)_/¯ little shit about it so. but someone he goes out with, they’re those ‘special friends’ everyone is suspicious of, but it’s basically a glorified fwb plot.

#DREAMBOATS :   two friends who want to work together badly. atticus has been trying to find them a role in one of his movies for ages. but for one reason or another, it’s never worked out. they’re good friends, it’s up to discuss whether they were around pre rehab or post, but their pals.

ANYONE SAY HOMEWRECKER? :  when i say atti has hurt people in his destructive age, i mean it’s bad. he has probably been a side ho for someone and the object of cheating. simple as that. the other party who slept with someone’s partner. this could be the either the cheater or cheatee plot i don’t mind.

HURT MY BOY :   a past with someone, pre rehab, who would have hurt his heart. for a number of any reasons, he could have played with getting close to someone who ended up taking his heart and crushing it in front of his face. i’m thinking pre-rehab, but also before he hit his lowest point. right around the release of his film when things were still good.  **preferred as an ex-girlfriend plot 

DROP THE GUILLOTINE :  based off this song i keep listening to, n i’m a slut for angst and hurt and all that but like !! atticus !! doesn’t really !! have romantic !! relations !! with men !! and smths wrong with that !!  so i kinda came up w this idea as like a broken-hearted plot. like, atticus and this person are kinda close behind closed doors and it’s nothing blatant and it can absolutely be one sided. atticus’ has deffo never been with another man romantically, but i think it’s important that he feels that for someone. that can be past or present, up to plot. but just a lot of disappointment and lowkey pinning and tension or absolutely one-sided. this can definitely be atticus with a hetero, those hurt me a lot and are great !

more can and will come because i’m terrible but come @ me okee ?? i just need more plots. 

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bcnhartlcy:

“why’re you looking at me like i sucked your dad’s dick? C H I L L. i dunno why everybody thinks sleeping with a fan is such a big deal, dude. honest to fuckin’ god. i got what i wanted and so did she. best of both worlds, right?” 

        “ i don’t really care what you do, but do you even hear yourself when you talk? it’s like you’re begging people to hate you. and i would know, because people hate me. “

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allyfvck:

Allison had just gotten out of working out in the gym and was walking down the street in her sports bra and workout leggings, not the best disguise. Of course at the gym she had been spotted and was annoyed that she couldn’t even work out without someone taking a picture. “Literally, I don’t understand why I can’t work out in peace, like hello. I’m trying to look good to fit into a sea shell bra and fin, so can people just not?” She ranted aloud, not caring who heard.

        “ don’t you think that’s the price you pay for being, you know, filthy rich and famous? “   sure, atticus hated it, too, but he didn’t start venting onto strangers about it.   “ you know what problems i had before this? college debt. rent. trying not to get fired from my job. i will take some paps and financial security over everything else any day. “   She had a right to complain, he just had no idea why she was doing it towards him.

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mccnriiver:

chloe was walking down the street, THANKFUL  that no one’s noticed her yet. but her cover-up was one hundred percent ruined when she squealed. like a little girl. she was looking at the window of a pet shop, where numerous GOLDEN LABS jumped and barked.   ❛ OH MY GOD! - there are puppies for sale. oh my g-, they are so cute! how can anything be that cute?! look how cute!   ❜ 

          it was a little easier for atticus to hide among the people. not everyone knew his face. but, walking around with his friend, he saw her begin to squeal and he rolled his eyes, stopping from his walking to look where she was looking.    “ really? i can think of a number of things cuter than those things. “   puppies peed everything, they were cute for a second, then he remembered what they do.

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carterisaacs:

She could recall the countless nights where he just laid next to her in silence, his attention would never be on her. he was lost and he probably would never be found. she’d often squeeze his hand to remind him that she was there if he needed anything. nights like these she always found herself looking back on when they had started this whole ‘fake’ relationship stunt. she was brand new to the industry, his name was trashed, and she was there to help his image. how funny it is looking back on it all, how she really did devote herself to helping him. devoted herself not to fixing him per say, but mending him back to whole. mending him back to the true and whole person he was.

fingers tangled in her hair, sand between her toes, and the smell of salt water engulfing her. the beach was one of her favorite places to be, yet with him it was magical. nothing could ever compare to the feeling of his fingers that ran soothingly down her back. her fingers matching his as she ran her dainty fingers along his arms. this was real. something so real, that nothing would ever compare. she hadn’t been faking it since their second outing together, and he natural just made her fall more and more for him.

his touch two years later had chills running down her body, making her body shiver. she knew she needed to get away and get away fast before she did anything she’d regret later. she gave him a soft, genuine smile, as her fingers slowly made their way up his neck. she needed to feel his skin under hers one last time because she couldn’t bear seeing him again. she couldn’t bear saying goodbye one more time. “you know I’ll always be here for you, whenever. but I think I should start heading out soon. plus you really have better and more important things you should be doing, than standing here talking to me,” she kissed his cheek softly, her lips grazing his skin even so gently.

              they were both lost in translation. even at the end of their road, atticus didn’t have the tongue to tell her all that she really was. the love she felt was endless, filled with romance and desire. things he hadn’t had. but while her love was like the ocean, his was like the paved roads. miles or rough, sturdy paths to drive down. it wasn’t obvious and it should have been, but she provided some structure for him. gave him support when he felt he had none. an extra voice in his ear at after parties when they’d offer him a drink, and there was an angel on his arm turning it down for him. the reporters asking hard-hitting questions he didn’t want to answer. his hero stepping in to fight his battles when he was too weak. he respected her. she was someone to look up to. far more than him, at least.

even in moments when he wanted nothing more than to break free and be done with this horrible thing the call addiction, it was still a dream. he knew if he treated her like a real girlfriend, things would have been different. she wasn’t his girlfriend, she was his friend. he could sit around in his sweats and eat cereal at seven at night. he could be honest and tell her how much he hated avatar. they could talk like two human beings. he was safe to be himself, and not worry about the repercussions.

but she reminds him of a time standing on the line of temptation. when his skin was thin and his desire to slip back down the hole was strong. she was intoxicating. from her sweet smell to her fingers gliding over his skin. he knows though, she is not alcohol, and if he touches her, he can remember it clear as day.  he hums. like a symphony played for the masses, his hum sings in the room, speaking things he can’t. he’s weak. that’s what they say, right? but his weakness is displayed before her.    “ so soon? “   his eyes fluttered closed and he’s reaching up to grab the hand on his neck, engulfing it as his thumb rubs over the soft skin. their still close, and this is not a good idea.   “ you know everyone here is either a cast member or trying to kiss my ass? some both. you’re a breath of fresh air, carter. “   even though her perfume was smothering him.   “ i hate these things. the only good part is dressing up. “

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mxxines:

a big smile lights up maxine’s entire face - there’s nothing she loves more than getting what she wants, no matter how big or small it is. “ rehab is the furthest thing from exciting. have YOU ever been?? just about everyone in hollywood has. ” but she’s far too excited about getting DRUNK to care about the topic for much longer. “ who cares. can you do any cool moves?? ”

          “ i think maybe we’ve been to different places. that, or one of us is the one seeing the excitement, and the other is the one giving it. “   he chuckles, moving closer to her and trying not to be extremely uncomfortable with this.  “ any moves? do i need to have any? it’s a miracle enough you’re getting me to do this. “

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valcntin:

“if your passion project lost 24 million you’d be sensitive too, great or not.” she agrees with his point, but it’s never so easy. reaching out for her drink again, she decides quickly that she’s over it— drinks are counterintuitive anyway. something sweet to make you forget you’re drinking; it’s invariably treacherous. “you don’t think things are getting sloppy around here?” the rim of the glass rests just against her lips as she talks, and she goes for a decisive swig, looking around the room then as she exhales. “do let me know if i start slipping too, or at least a little forewarning before you leave me all alone with these geezers, yeah?” 

          “ well i’ve been trying to avoid the masses. kind of tired of the old guys asking me about my next movie like fuck, i just had one come out, why do i need to have my shit sorted for another? i’m working on it. “   believe him, he was frustrated, too.   his fingers collected at the condensation and he looked back at valentina, and chuckled.   “ you could just leave with me before you get sloppy. no need for you to stay and get messy. i was just going to go home and get a pizza anyways. the food they serve at these things always taste like beets and broccoli rob. “

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I’ve missed your calls for months it seems Don’t realize how mean I can be ‘Cause I can sometimes treat the people That I love like jewelry 'Cause I can change my mind each day I didn’t mean to try you on But I still know your birthday And your mother’s favorite song So I’m sorry to my unknown lover Sorry that I can’t believe that anybody ever really Starts to fall in love with me Sorry to my unknown lover Sorry I could be so blind Didn’t mean to leave you And all of the things that we had behind I run away when things are good And never really understood The way you laid your eyes on me In ways that no one ever could And so it seems I broke your heart My ignorance has struck again I failed to see it from the start And tore you open 'til the end I know one day someone will love you, Better than i ever did, Better than you deserve, Sorry to my unknown lover, All i want you to know, I tried.

Till the day i die (via hashtag-raptorlove)

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atticus ricci →  projects

           donnie darko - 2012            requiem for a dream - 2015            brick - 2017            drive - 2018

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anything about hollywood you can't stand?

      “ other than the fact that i’m constantly watched? the fact that i’m a human being who grows and makes mistakes yet i’m still hated for something i did four years ago. that sucks a lot. “

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what would you have been had you not pursued a career in show business?

        “ good question. i probably would have hated myself and then become a gym teacher. you know what they say; those who can’t, teach. those who can’t teach, teach gym. “

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IMESSAGE: OPEN

ONYX: are you coming to the show tonight?

ONYX: I may just have a huge dressing room and a lot of drugs.

ATTICUS: sorry, babe, gonna have to pass on ur tempting offer

ATTICUS: sure it'll be lots of fun, though.

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Do you blame Hollywood for your drug problems?

     “ what? no, of course not. i blame myself for not being able to be a stronger person. or--- well, it’s no one’s fault but my own, is what i’m trying to say. something you learn in rehab; stop the blaming and take action for your own wrongdoings. i did a lot of things wrong, and there was no one to blame but myself. “

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Ever been forced to work with someone you didn't want to?

         “fuck yeah, of course i have. not like i’m going to start dishing names but in any job--- hollywood or not, you’re going to have to work with people you don’t want to. that’s just life. “

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will you and carter ever get back together?

          “ yeah, i carter wants to deal with me all over again. i doubt it, buddy. it’s probably best we have nothing to do with each other romantically. “