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[bashfms]

"that's good, it's always good to keep busy." bash nods when mikey says that they always manage. he wonders how much of that is putting up a brave front, something he has plenty of experience with. "unfortunately, my schedule doesn't really allow for it this year. there's always next year!" he tries to put a good spin on it, like he always does with everything, but it's hard when he really wishes he could be with his family.

"oh, several plans, actually." mikey leaned their head on a closed fist, feeling tired just thinking about the upcoming days. "still have a handful of end of year parties to get through with the agency. but we'll manage, we always do." the last part they added knowing too well that bash was a serial worrier, in hopes of assuring him that they had it under control. "how about you? visiting family, or maybe they're coming over to the big apple?"

[bashfms]

being called kiddo is kind of funny to bash, because that's what he calls his younger siblings and he's honestly kind of used to being the oldest big brother so hearing someone else call him that is kind of trippy. he smiles, he appreciates mikey's words. "thank you, mikey. that truly means a lot. so...do you have any holiday plans?" bash wishes he were back in san diego with his family for the holidays but his schedule unfortunately wouldn't allow this year.

bash, bless his heart, was so excited as he spoke that he'd be wagging his tail if he had one. "oh, kiddo. no such easy way out for you." they smiled at him, meaning the words as a compliment. "you're one of a kind, bash. you got the looks, the talent and that golden retriever behaviour of yours. you can't even be corrupted by us new york degenerates, that's a rare thing to find."

[bashfms]

when bash spots caius at the restaurant, he gives him a friendly wave. he's a little surprised when the older male asks him to sit down but he obliges because it's not like he's eating with anyone right now. and it beats eating alone. "sure, man." he sits down in the chair across from caius and picks up the menu. "i know you probably hate getting this question as a chef but what do you recommend from here?"

OPEN STARTER - @luxearchives

caius   quickly   waved   his   hand   upon   spotting   a   familiar   face,   gesturing   for   them   to   take   the   seat   across   from   them.   “   please   sit   and   eat   with   me.   meal   is   on   me.   i   just   cannot   have   these   people   watching   me   eat   any   longer.   i   feel   like   a   zoo   animal.   ”   jeez   just   because   he   was   a   rather   critical   chef,   that   didn't   mean   that   he   was   always   on.   most   of   the   time   he   just   wanted   a   quiet   meal.

[bashfms]

"maybe, one day, you'll finally corrupt me." he's joking obviously which is made clear by the laugh he adds to the end of the sentence and the fact that he's basically incorruptible. or at least he'd like to think he is. "yeah, it's super exciting!" he was still not used to the whole fame thing, despite being in the industry for five years now. "i still can't believe this is my life, to be honest. sometimes, i think i'm going to wake up and it was all a dream."

"what can i say? i have some hope for you still." mikey laughed at their own joke. it wasn't untrue, but bash had been so consistently upstanding that they were starting to feel bad for wanting to get him looser. "netflix?? look at you go, little rockstar!" they gave him a playful, light punch in the shoulder. "looks like our cali boy is really going places."

[bashfms]

"were you expecting anything else?" he asks with a laugh. despite playing brooding male leads, bash was nothing like the characters he portrayed on the screen. so getting in trouble wasn't something in character for him. "it's on netflix. i don't know exactly how much i'm allowed to disclose yet but i'm really excited for it!"

"course not." they shook their head in amusement. their friendship with bash was an unlikely one, but mikey did care for the kid, even in his goody-two-shoes ways. and they very much still planned to get him out of his shell, no one lasted in new york city if they didn't live a little. "so, tell me about this tv show! who's airing it?"

[bashfms]

bash nods as he listens to mikey talk. same old, same old doesn't sound too bad on the surface but there's part of the boy that worries that means mikey is still stuck in her self destructive ways. he doesn't want to overstep though so he keeps his worries to himself, for now. "i've been good! been working on a tv show which is exciting but also very busy." he laughs along with her when she mentions him getting in trouble. it goes against his very nature to do so. "no trouble here!"

"ah, same old, same old." they replied with a small, albeit sincere smile. sue them, bash guerra's golden retriever antics can be infectious if one isn't mentally prepared to ward them off. "work is a lot at this time of year, but i'll manage. how about you? haven't been getting in any trouble without me, have you?" even mikey herself chuckled at the idea, the boy was near incorruptible even with her around, let alone.

[bashfms]

bash isn't the type of person to complain, he never has been so when he was told the wait time he didn't think much of it. he just sat down in the waiting area and waited for his name to be called. he was scrolling through twitter on his phone because what else was there to do when you were waiting when he heard a familiar voice. putting his phone in his pocket, he turned to mikey and replied, "no, please, the more the merrier." the phrase might sound sarcastic coming from someone else but bash said it with sincerity. bash runs his hands through his hair before asking mikey, "how are you doing?" and it's not just small talk to the boy, he actually wants to know.

@luxearchives • mikey & OPEN (0/3)

THERE IS ONLY SO LONG that one can reasonably expect a Miyoshi to wait without it becoming an insult. really, the restaurant should count their lucky stars that it is Mikey in their waiting line and not their demanding mother. running a hand through their hair, they miserably look around again, cursing their sudden craving for french food. this time, though, they spot a familiar face sat down on the waiting area and quickly saunter over to their cushy seat, happiness renewed. "oh, i'm so glad to see you, honey. mind if i seat?" they don't wait for a response, plopping down beside the other. "god, my feet are killing me and it's not even 2 p.m. yet."

[bashfms]

being in a new city is always intimidating. bash experienced when he first moved to los angeles at the ripe age of eighteen and he was experiencing it now that he had moved to new york city just six months ago. but it was also exciting, there was so much more he had to discover. he was doing just that, trying to discover every inch of the city when he saw emma. he couldn't help but get a grin on his face. he loved her energy, partly because it matched his enthusiasm for life which seemed to be rare to find these days. "it is magical, i grew up in san diego and then i lived in los angeles so i'm not used to getting snow."

@luxearchives ... your muse & emma !

emma   walked   the   streets   of   fifth   avenue   ,   shopping   bags   on   every   inch   of   her   arms   but   despite   the   weight   the   socialite   had   the   widest   smile   on   her   face   .   and   while   she   couldn't   quite   place   the   face   in   front   of   her   ,   it   did   tickle   something   in   her   memory   .   "   hello   !   "   she   greeted   ,   every   the   bubbly   and   happy   person   (   like   ever   )   .   "   isn't   it   just   magical   ?   "   she   asked   ,   as   snow   started   to   fall   around   them   .   "   i   love   this   time   of   year   .   "

[bashfms]

when bash got the invite to hang out at rafa's, he jumped at the chance. he was always down to hang out with his friends and it sure beat eating dinner alone in his new york city apartment. he was glad that they were hanging out regularly because he genuinely enjoyed his company. when he finally arrived at the other's apartment, he gave his signature grin to rafa and bent down to pet racoon. the comment about the paparazzi made bash laugh a bit because he still didn't feel like he was that big of a deal. it was still wild to him that he was photographed at all. he didn't mind it and he figured it was the trade off for doing what he loved but it was still a strange experience for him. "starving," he replied, patting his stomach. "oh my god, this looks so good. you didn't have to make all of this for me."

A STARTER FOR ... bash ( @bashfms )

" and here i was starting to think the paparazzi got you along the way. " it's with a good-natured rib that rafa lets bash into his apartment, racoon ( who'd been sitting by the door from the moment the intercom come to static-y life ) already excitedly trotting up to greet bash who's become a somewhat regular visitor over the last few months — partly by rafa's own insistence ?? perhaps, but now that there were no longer thousands of miles separating them, it was a lot easier to make sure bash wasn't neglecting himself and rafa was taking full advantage of that. " hope you're hungry, " he adds, following them both deeper into the apartment, the delicious smell of fragrant pot pie and fried plantains filling the modest space. his mother's recipe, of course —and her mother's before her— so it's bound to be delicious even if he never could quite nail the technique for the flaky crust. " racoon's been very diligent in the quality control. " ( read : eating scraps of chicken ).

[bashfms]

⊹₊  ⋆  (  froy gutierrez,  cis man,  he/him,  23  )  i  think  sebastian ‘bash’ guerra just  walked  by!  wow,  they  really  are  froy gutierrez   lookalike!  they’ve  been  here  in  new  york  city  for  six months,  and  seem  to  always  have  their rescue dog.  i  heard  they  made  their $1M  as  a  actor,  and  are  often  associated  with  family dinners around the table, picking sunflowers, always having sunscreen.  let’s  hope  the  world  doesn’t  find  out [REDACTED] !

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bash is originally from san diego but moved to hollywood to pursue acting after being scouted by an agent at the age of 18

he moved to nyc six months ago so he's relatively new to the city, he's used to living in la and is not ready for winter lol

he's the oldest of six so he often took care of his siblings while his parents worked multiple jobs which is where his nurturing nature was honed.

tw for suicide / death : one of his brothers, sammy, ended up taking his own life while bash was in los angeles pursuing his acting career. this made bash feel like it was his fault for leaving his family when his little brother clearly needed him. even though people – his therapist, his family, his friends – have told him that there was nothing he could do, he never really believed that. he wanted to stay in san diego after the death, but his parents once again convinced him to go and continue his dream. after sammy’s death, bash was a shell of his former self for a little while which led to him being cast in broodier indie roles, but in reality, he wasn’t broody and the tragedy didn’t harden him, it made him softer. end of tw

he’s the kind of guy to give you the shirt off his back with no questions asked, always willing to give a helping hand. before he got into acting, he thought he might want to become a doctor or nurse because he always loved healing people.

bash is always the kind of person to ask if you need anything from him at all. because of what happened, he’s always trying to save everyone which has led to him to have somewhat of a savior complex

he’s the mom friend and the dad friend because he will remind you to tie your shoelaces and wear sunscreen and then say the worst pun in the same breath