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Andrew Garfield in MAINSTREAM (2020) dir. Gia Coppola

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honeyortega​:

it wasn’t that she thought of connor as ‘ weak ‘ . unthreatening , sure , in the way that he wouldn’t come up behind her in a dark alley or try and sneak a peek under her skirt , but by now means pathetic . granted , compliments were difficult to draw out of that stoic , stoney face at times , but even her best friends struggled to provoke niceties . it was just the way she was , an attitude permanently ingrained in her brain , a cage built around her heart with red lipstick for armour . “ – and don’t you forget it . “ honey warned with a wave of her finger , “ i’m the prince , you’re the princess . i’ll save you from a dragon-guarded keep on my noble steed while you wave your white flag and let down your golden hair . “ her smile matched his . wide , dizzying , a little tipsy , as she stared across the table that separated them . she was giggling before the next comment , slapping their table with her outstretched palm , “ can i call you bikey ?? “

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It was nice seeing Honey this way, even if her joking was at his expense. Still, her smile and the laugh that followed was a little refreshing from her normal cold exterior or sarcastic scowl thrown his way - though, he had to admit, he loved that just the same. Connor tossed back more of his drink and had to quickly swallow before letting out a small laugh. “Bikey? Fuckin’ Bikey?” he repeated and then laughed more. “You get to be Prince Honey and all I get is Bikey? I mean, I’ve heard you call others worse… So, I guess I can’t complain.” He reached over and playfully clinked his glass against hers in a cheers manner. “Call me whatever you like. Only you have the privilege of doing that.” It was true. Most days, Connor found himself annoyed with the world and bothered with those he interacted with. Honey was a bit different, perhaps because he often related to her attitude. “So, what’s new in your life other than rescuing poor little me? Or has that become a full time job for you?” he inquired, setting his drink down after another swig. 

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What do you say during awkward silences?

ask me anything !!

"I usually point out how awkward the silence is. Or... I just leave."

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itsdanteshell​:

Meanwhile at King ink ( Affectionately know by regulars as Kink ink)

Featuring @connorsday​

Axel had  the morning off so had spent most of it asleep. At eleven am he got up and showered and made himself some lucky charms and then watched a few music videos before walking into his dressing room to get himself ready for work. By 12.30pm, he walked through the door wearing a woman’s leather jacket and leather pants and white high heeled boots. A dark blue feather boa was curled around his neck as he  slid of his shades and looked around and  saw Connor. “ Hey sunbeam. How’s work been this morning.” He asked as he slid of the boa and leather jacket to revel a light grey and brown checked shirt with frilled shoulders. Axel smiled at  diary of the clients he had for that day and then walked over to his station and washed his hands, ready to set up. “ So I was watching Halloween and you know what… Michael Myers. The masked dude. Has never spoken in his life. Like never. weird huh?”

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Working mornings at King Ink meant he got to pick the music that played in the shop - and that’s all that really mattered to him most days. He finished a few of his early bird clients, some butterflies on an ankle and a color touch up of a piece he had done a while back for another. Connor swept the shop, always one to keep things nice and tidy, and then found himself drawing at his station between clients. Whenever Axel walked in, Connor swiveled in his chair to give a small wave after momentarily using his pencil as a makeshift drumstick. “It’s been good and steady. Got like, ten calls about piercings for later this week. What’s up with that?” Connor swiveled in his chair endlessly, doing mindlessly slow circles as he talked to Axel, bobbing his head to The White Stripes’s song that played overhead. But, of course, he stopped soon as the topic of his favorite movie came up. He turned and looked at Axel. “Oh Axel. Haven’t you learned to not talk about horror with me? I’ll never shut up… but also... yeah. I love that about him. Even though in Rob Zombie’s version, he talked as a kid… Still. I prefer the never spoken before. Just makes him all the stranger.”

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honeyortega​:

“ – well good , because you shouldn’t feel threatened . you’re the only boy that actually feels human , and not just a drone that makes decisions with their sexual organ instead of , y’know , the organ that’s meant to do the thinking . it’s gross , and weird , and it puts me off the entire species . i’m convinced you guys fell from a distant alien planet or something , “ the thought of connor squaring up to any of the men at the bar had her stifling a giggle . her gaze traced their surroundings , at the meatheads drinking headed beers and crowding around dart boards or television sets in a desperate bid for entertainment . “ don’t worry sunshine , i’ll protect you . “ playfully fists raised and boxed at the air , before lowering and cradling her drink once again . already she’d taken quite the dent out of the beverage but she was thankful for the looseness it brought her , the temporary feeling of bliss . “ as for your impending name change , i hope i get credited for it . that took a lot of brain power to figure out and i rarely hand out services for free . “ 

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Growing up with influential women in his life, he always found himself agreeing whenever he heard someone of the opposite sex complaining about men. “Honestly, I wouldn’t be surprised,” he mumbled and took a swig of his drink. He looked back at her and began to smile as she threatened the air with her fists. He knew she saw him as unthreatening and possibly even weak. He didn’t mind it. It was better than the reputation he had when he was growing up. The man used to cause a lot of fights, and always win them, too. He liked to think he has changed over the years - the only real intimidating thing about him being his tattoos and his snobbish attitude towards his music taste. “Always my knight in shining armor. Thanks for making me feel oh so safe,” he teased in a sarcastic tone, though the smile didn’t wipe away. “I’ll be sure to put the trademark symbol after my name for you. Bicycle Boy ™. But my friends call me Bike.”

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xaviercoleman​:

Xavier chuckled enjoying the teasing all too well, “I’m making sure you get your thirty minutes of exercise. You really should be thanking me for looking out for you. I’m making sure those legs keep up with those drummer arms.” His back instantly thanked him as he tried to do all the heavy lifting, making sure not to go too fast. With a proud smile he head nodded in acknowledgment at Connor. Even though it was only a few blocks away, there was nothing like just popping over to his friend’s apartment for a few second only for it to turn into hours. Xavier never would have asked, so he was glad Connor did as he nodded his head. “I mean if you’re going to make me feel bad, it’s even and I don’t have to feel guilty for making you help me move. I can repay you with take-out?” He smiled brightly. “On your left,” he tilted his head as they were just about to reach their neighbor’s door. 

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“Wow, you’re so right. Thank you for truly always caring about me,” he spoke sarcastically, the couch slightly blocking his view as he carried it with him. These days it seemed like everyone came and went at Oasis Apartments, but Connor still stayed. Maybe one day he’d have a place of his own, or hell, a better apartment. That still felt a little out of reach. At least he could live vicariously through Xavier. “Hey, I’ll never say no to some free food.” Connor moved more to the left to deliver the couch and added, “You gotta show me around your new place.”

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What “old person” things do you do?

ask me anything !!

"... Why you asking me this? Nothing.. Nothing about me is an old person." This man ABSOLUTELY knits & crochets in his free time.

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HONESTY HOUR !! 💀

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honeyortega​:

“ you’ll ride my bike over my dead body , day . i’m being buried with that thing . if i let you behind the wheel just accept i’ve either been abducted and been replaced with a clone or i have some serious mental ailment that needs checking out . “ as connor skulked off to the bar her eyes followed him , and she craned her neck to listen to the words spoken to the bartender . on gently glossed lips a smile bloomed , and catching the male’s gaze she raised and playfully shook a fist , an empty threat if he took too long delivering the goods . upon his return she reached out and thanked the male , taking a hearty and well deserved sip as the rest of her body sank back into the seat she’d chosen . “ honestly , a one for me and a ten for them . i’d like to see half of these guys try to take me in a fight . none of them have a chance in hell of taking me out for a drink , so i guess that’s one thing you got over the population of this bar . congratulations . you’re not feeling threatened , are you , bicycle boy ?? “ lips found her straw once again , brows raising , chin rested against a splayed palm . 

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It’s true. Out of everyone in the bar, he was the one getting her a drink. That was an unintended boost to his confidence, but he didn’t let her know that. “No, not threatened. I’d just be annoyed as fuck if I was you. Then again, I’m kind of always annoyed, so maybe it’s just my thing.” He smiled towards her and took a swig of his drink, “I know you can kick any and all of their asses. But man, I’d already be throwing punches if I were you.” He never understood what it must’ve been like to be a female in settings like this where others ogled them as if they weren’t human. No wonder Honey hated men so much. Connor didn’t blame her. He decided to ignore them and got comfortable - at least as comfortable as a bar stool would allow. “Y’know, I’m considering legally changing my name to bicycle boy. Just has such a nice ring to it… in the most humiliating kind of way.” he joked and hid his smile with another swig.

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nicolegelder​:

“Yeah I mean, not to get all conspiracy theorist about it but like, pretty sure that’s all a big plot by the government to keeps us dumb and on drugs, whether it’s the pharmaceutical kinds or fatty sugary snacks. Both of them will fuck you up. Wow, where did that come from,” she said, surprised by her own words, or at least not expecting this kind of turn on such a casual lunch out with Connor. “I think I’ve been watching too many Netflix documentaries.” 

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Connor looked at her, fry hanging out of his mouth as his eyes narrowed. “Dark,” he mumbled and then laughed before finishing the fry. “But... hell, you’re onto something. It’s probably true, but I also don’t really wanna stop indulging in shit like that, either. Fuck the government, but also... whatever. Sugar, drugs, and being dumb is fun.”

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honeyortega​:

being a lot smaller than connor meant that honey had to walk double time to catch up . “ maybe it’ll become somebody’s school project , or recycled into some coke cans or a nice new saucepan . we can only hope it goes to a better home since your poor little girl’s bike isn’t having much luck under your care . “ nothing could be serious . getting a nice comment from honey was like drawing blood from a stone , but the other was getting as close as to empathy as she was humanly capable of . “ as nicely as you’re asking i don’t have the time nor the inclination to be your personal chauffeur . if anything i should be the one having a hottie driving me around , not the other way around . “ she was hardly dressed for a night on the town but took connor’s invitation nonetheless , striding through the doorway into the establishment and picking out a spare table by the window . if they sat at the bar , although the proximity between them and the alcohol would be lessened , she’d be a zoo attraction to the men approaching for another round . “ come on then , hot shot . we’ve been here ten seconds and i don’t see or smell my vodka yet . you’re slacking . “ 

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There was no point in trying to match the energy of Honey Ortega - Connor would surely lose when it came to little jokes and sarcastic lines. It was an odd occurrence for him, considering he was the one usually throwing punches with everyone else. He liked that about her - her ability to shut him right up. “Like you’d ever let anyone drive you around. I can’t imagine you letting anyone have a turn behind that bike of yours.” He chuckled and walked inside with her, following her to the table and already noticing the way men glanced at her. Gross. “I’m on it, I’m on it,” he responded with the wave of a hand before going over to the bartender. “Hey, get this girl a drink with vodka in it before she kills me, yeah?” he joked and then smiled at the somewhat familiar bartender as he dug into his wallet for cash. “And one for me, too. Thank you.” He slid cash over and then stuffed a tip into their tip jar and waited before retrieving their drinks. Connor walked back to their table and handed her over a glass. “So, on a scale of 1-10, how fucking awkward is it that half of the assholes in here are looking at you?”

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valentinax​:

valentina: [11:53 PM] Lol… ur very funny

valentina: [11:55 PM] I still want tattoos from u 😋 but I also wanna trip w you king. And besides what does that make me, just ur sugar mama since I be the one paying 👀

valentina: [11:56 PM] Los globos again or what??

connor: [12:01 AM] im cool with that, sugar mama

connor: [12: 01 AM] lmao

connor: [12:03 AM] aight los globos is good.. queen? 

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5,12,29?

5: Which living person do you most admire?

answered here. 

12: What is the quality you most like in a man?

Respect. He was influenced by some powerful women in his life and he believes it’s important for all men to have some fuckin’ respect because he has seen the worst.

29: Which historical figure do you most identify with?

Mostly fictional, but Robin Hood. 

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🌀

Send 🌀 for my muse’s reaction to getting stuck in a storm with yours.

It felt like the end of the world... It had to be. Connor couldn’t remember the last time a storm had blew into Silverlake, let alone any of Southern California. Getting around on nothing but a bike felt like unfortunate timing for Connor. He ran into the nearest storm to get out of the rain, ditching his bike on the curb outside. He was drenched from head to toe and looked over at the nearest patron, almost dazed by the sudden storm (then again, he never watched the news). “Well... don’t even try going outside right now. That was a big mistake.”

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👂 ( for honey )

Send 👂 to overhear my muse talking about yours.

“Who are you even looking for?” his bandmate asked in a somewhat teasing tone.

Connor snapped out of it and looked back at them, not even realizing he was scanning the bar for her familiar face. “Huh? No one... I mean, someone, but I don’t think they’re showing up.. Her name’s Honey, about ehh this tall,” he explained and held his hand up. “Brunette. Gorgeous, but looks like she’d kick your ass... Probably because she will kick your ass. Ring any bells?”

“Afraid not. And just a heads up, desperate isn’t a good look on you.”

Connor rolled his eyes and chuckled before mumbling, “Shut the fuck up...”

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23, 26, 30

23: What do you regard as the lowest depth of misery?

That feeling he gets when he realized he sabotaged himself and fucked everything up. It happens every time he pushes someone away.

26: What do you most value in your friends?

answered previously here.

30: Who are your heroes in real life?

Honestly, his friends. He admires them more than they'll ever know.