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“Are you trying to tell me we wouldn’t look hot in togas, Daveed?” Gianna’s signature pout on her face as she glanced over at her best friend. It was very rude of him to think this way. “A pizza party? What are we? School children? Nah, this is LA, which means I want all the glamor, glitz, everything! You can’t take this away from me! We could throw the best party ever. We just need to figure out who to invite and when to do it and maybe, I’ll be nice, and we can have fancy pasta. Closest to pizza you’re getting.”
“i’m saying i would not look hot in a toga, you can where whatever the hell you want.” he shrugged his shoulders at that. “wouldn’t know, pizza was a luxury when i was a kid and i was never invited to the other kids parties cos their parents were afraid of me stealing something. so are you shaming me for wanting a pizza party?” he laid it on thick, and although all of it was true, he meant it with nothing more than a light jest. “i don’t want fancy pasta. can i opt out of this party? is that an option? like i think i’m gonna be really, really sick that day.”
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sashavasilieva:
𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐐𝐔𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐃 her gaze… ❛ So… About that, I don’t really watch star wars, I learned the show reference to seems ‘cooler’ y'know? ❜ Her cheeks flushed at the confession as her gaze squinted to admit it to him. ❛ Then great! I’ve got new mascaras to try on the face, make our skin like baby skin. ❜ She loved the idea of self-pampering and watching Means Girls, but she’ll have to avoid certain girls talking to him. Unless if he is not bothered by it at all.
“want my advice? don’t reference something just to look cooler. only speak about what you know, otherwise you end up someone you’re not and that’s no fun for anyone.” but then again it was probably easy for daveed to say, he’d always just been who he was, growing up the way he’d grown up, there wasn’t really many other choices. “i would prefer not to wear mascara, but hey if you’ve got a face mask i ain’t above that.” he grinned.
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itsaudreyaspen:
a total lack of control , everyone knew that audrey was the type of person who had a rod stuck up her ass so firmly that she’d never fall but what didn’t break … did bend . blonde tresses of hair swinging in the chaos of the moment and her body seems to be colliding with one thing or another as the man that appears seems to take over talking about dropping her home . audrey , at this point was verging between obliterated by drink and just completely unhinged , an ever changing balance on the scales . she’s not actually angry at daveed which is clear by her tone , her gaze shifty as she seems to allow him to guide her out of the building , “ i don’t really think that a burger is going to fix anything , i’m already undignified , “ manicured nail pressing into his chest although quickly she grabs onto his arm to keep her balance . “ what do drunk people do ? i need some tips because there’s no way it’s home time . “
he gave a little laugh and shrugged his shoulders. “a burger may not entirely fix you but it’ll soak some of it up which is my end goal in all of this.” he told her. “plus doesn’t a bruger sound really damn good right now?” he regarded her for a moment, realising this wasn’t something she was used to and gave a heavy sigh. he knew that the right thing to do would be to get her home. but dammit if the girl wanted to have fun, she wanted to have fun. who was daveed to stop that? “drunk people usually do whatever the fuck they want. that’s the bright side about being drunk. no more worries or anything holding you back. bad decisions seem like good decisions. so what is it you want to do?”
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shebloom:
❛ i mean is there justification for most things in the world, or is everything already set in place before we’re born and we just have to live with the institutions our ancestors build, ❜ blonde responds completely unfazed by his prose , sounding familiar to the rhetoric of classmates from the past - the ones who believe they could save the world . ❛ well, you can always help those who don’t have much by donating your money to them, or find other ways to save them - go into politics. ❜ dainty shoulders shrug .
“but do we as people have to just lie down and accept it and not do anything to fight it? do we have to listen to our ancestors? without fight and change there’d still be some real awful practices in today’s climate.” he said with a small shrug. it was just how he viewed things after the way he had grown up. “oh i give out plenty of donations, i’m not just whining about things being unjust, it’s something i’m passionate about. i’m just not one of those people who has to make sure everyone knows i’m giving something to someone. i’m not doing it for the accolades of others. and the government is a corrupt load of bullshit, i like to stay well away.”
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most memorable sexual milestone
"i mean the first time i had sex was pretty memorable i guess? but then again it was also very memorable when i had my first huge hit and instead of hitting on women at the clubs, they were hitting on me. also the first time i tried bondage and learned that ropes are my shit man."
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what will be your go-to story when you're old?
"oh man....probably my annie tale of having my real billionaire dad find me and take me under his wing and make my life a whole lot better when i was left with no one."
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stcrscrossed:
* ◟ open starter / bar in downtown la , 8:34pm .
not many people can walk inside a bar in la & immediately feel at home . luckily , cookie is one of the few people in town that can the second she steps a foot inside . here , from the waiters to the owner , know her by name & go as far to greet her with a glass of already chilled martini as soon as she makes her larger - than - life presence known . sitting among fans & a couple of friends as she shares stories , the crowd’s amused , while her assistant’s rolling her eyes . ❝ &now , she’s just constantly worried I’ll tweet an ethnic slur again , ❝ cookie motions over to her assistant , now rolling her own hues . ❝ i didn’t even know that word referred to jewish people , i thought it was a generic term for cheap ! ❝ an exasperated sigh leaves the blonde goddess , as she continues playing with the olive pick in her mouth . ❝ everyone is just so woke these days , it’s out of control , ❝
“are you sure you’re talking to the right person about this?” daveed asked, brows furrowed with the sheer effort of biting his tongue in this conversation. after all he liked cookie a lot, or at least he liked her when he was in her bed. other times she was....a handful was probably the correct term. “if you need a fact checker i can help you. but i’d just try and educate yourself a bit more.” he spoke with a small shrug, taking a sip of his bourbon.
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𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐇𝐀𝐃 to chuckle at his comment. ❛ Absolutely, if you think on the bright side, you can hear the tips straight for the Jedi’s, y'anno ?! Not that I don’t believe a man like you doesn’t know how to woo a woman. Therefore, the more information the better, no?! Means Girls movie is also on our day, so you better be prepared for it too, and spa day. ❜ The actress sipped her drink.
“is that a star wars reference? cos i had a friend back in school who loved star wars but it’s never been my thing....so i can’t understand it, i apologise.” he said with a small grimace. “i can sit through mean girls, i’m not too insecure in my masculinity to not be able to admit it. “and who doesn’t like a good pampering?”
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sirneeksilva:
once in his eyeline , escape was incredibly difficult . the enthusiasm of his personality , a man made of persuasion , charm and commentaries of grandeur , unlike the rest of la , he seemed to truly believe his intentions were pure at the core . “ not so fast , daveed . you didn’t wander in here by accident . the fates have aligned and you were meant to help me out , “ he says with a gregacious grin , eyes lit up with a radiant warmth .
daveed wasn’t sure he could consider himself a helpful person, but he wasn’t rude either. perhaps the scrappier version of himself had been back in the day, when he was young, dumb and stupid would’ve told him to get fucked. but now he couldn’t help but agree. “fuck- fine, fine. i’m here. but only for half hour, then i got other shit to do okay?” he couldn’t help but smile back despite himself.
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infamyd:
“KIND OF A SHIT ONE , INNIT?” head tilts , like she’s serious – probably would be taken as such if her tone wasn’t an obvious tease. “oh?” now she’s curious. always one to meddle into things like this. it brings her something akin to an adrenaline rush , like she’s doing something dramatic. "so you’re a player or somethin’? got a gaggle of people beggin’ for a night with you?“
he shrugged his shoulders. “for other people sure, working out great for me though and that’s what’s important.” he winked. he chuckled a little and shook his head. “wouldn’t call myself a player. i don’t like to toy with anyone’s feelings, i like to make it very clear that feelings shall never be attached.” he said honestly. “but i still have groupies that like to follow me around.”
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dante scoffed at the lack of optimism for the holiday. even so he couldn’t bring himself to disagree with daveed’s point of view. ❛ i can’t argue. the flowers and chocolates are thoughtful but anything more feels like . . . middle school. ❜ dante chuckled, ❛ remember how dreadful it’d be during schooldays ? my daughter’s freaking out about how many valentine-grams she’s going to get during homeroom. ❜ dante shrugged, ❛ so how do you intend on spending the day; just counting down the clock for the sales the next day ? ❜
daveed’s life had consisted of many disappointments and heartache. christmas wasn’t even an option for him as a child, let along valentine’s day. he remembered being in school and being the scruffy, loner who got no valentine’s, it didn’t exactly possess wonderful memories for him. “exactly. i just think it’s a big hoax. but if i had a girlfriend i couldn’t say that without sounding like a dick. which is exactly what they want.” he chuckled a little at that and shook his head. “i don’t miss school at all, i especially don’t miss valentine’s at school. i just hope your daughter is uplifted rather than disappointed.” he was sincere in that, he knew how easily the earth shattered when you were young. “exactly that, and having a beer and catching up on missed movies.”
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❛ Sounds like a plan. Absolutely. ❜ She smiled back at him. ❛ My heart is like a mother’s heart, always fit one more. ❜ She winks playfully, as she picked her drink and took a sip.
“there we go then, that works out brilliantly.” he chuckled and pressed his glass against hers in a cheers. “so is the plan to just sit around and bitch about men?” he asked teasinly.
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“So I’m thinking of an ancient Greece themed party this time!” Gianna had been rambling at the person stuck with her for a good twenty minutes about needing to host another dinner party soon. It was one of her favorite ways to make friends, turning things into a mystery to solve. Most times it worked out well but other times it ended in shouting. How exciting it was! “Can you imagine us all in like togas and olive branches everywhere? Pillars, gotta have pillars! Ooh and laurels! What do you think?”
“togas and all?” he asked with a little chuckle. “themed parties aren’t really my thing, but for you i could be persuaded to make an exception.” since he always found it far too difficult to say no to gianna. “orrrrrrr you could do a normal party where people wear whatever clothes they want and eat pizza?” he suggested.
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very unlikely , maybe less foreseeable than the second coming of christ might have been in the eyes of her church , audrey was perfect … perfectly trashed . even as a teenager then the blonde had managed to stay relatively unscathed , never engaging in anything that seemed questionable besides seb ferreira , now , those years of solitude , prayer filled devotion and living up to expectations seemed to come crashing down a million miles per minute . more and more lately she was suffering with a terrible loss of identity that she had found remedied on that particular occasion with a few too many champagnes combined with some medication that she knew better than to drink with . she was still clutching onto her champagne flute , unsteady on her feet and a clear slur to her words when a stranger tried to guide her towards the exit ( possibly to save further embarrassment ) . a move that caused audrey to become even more volatile , “ get off of me ! what are you doing ? “ she’s shouting , stumbling into the table nearest .
he’d watched the whole scene, not intentionally but because he couldn’t help but have his eyes drawn to it. years of watching his mother in the same position ( although it was plastic cups instead of champagne flutes ) meant that daveed was sensitive to this sort of thing. always ready for a disaster, and usually he knew what to do when the disaster happened. so he wasn’t surprised at all at the stumble into his table. he stood up and looked at the stranger, very well aware he was possibly trying to help, but he didn’t trust anyone. “she’s fine, thank you, i’ve got her from here.” he said and held out his hand towards her. “you won’t be happy with your decision to stay and not leave in the morning. why don’t we make this easy, leave, get a burger and i can drop you back to your place, or wherever you feel safest me taking you. or you can wait it out and that bouncer that won’t take his eyes off you will throw you out himself and it’ll be a whole lot less dignified.”
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location: the flower district, downtown open to: anyone !
neek was truly in his element , a new project always seemed to boost his creativity , the flow right back as it should have been … in just 24 hours he had already manically purchased an entire building to materialise his dreams . now , standing in said small building , he was surrounded by workmen who were going to do the rather intricate construction work that he required while he and his helpers began attacking the list of smaller jobs . “ yes , yes ! then we need to get one of those ceiling fans to ensure that we can filter out any steam or smoke in an emergency , “ pointing to the catalogue in hand that he then shoves in the workmans hands turning at the sound of footsteps . “ you’re here ! just in time , everything is in hand and it’s the perfect day to get started on this vision ! “ announced with pride and excitement .
daveed wasn’t sure what he’d just walked into, but he was getting ready to walk straight back out because this was none of his business, that was until he’d was spoken to. “i am here.... but you know, i remembered i forgot my coffee so now i should really be anywhere but here and leaving, so i’ll catch you around.” he spoke with a nervous smile, hoping he could just dip.
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CHARLES MICHAEL DAVIS on his Instagram (2022)
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infamyd:
“DON’T BE A FUCKIN’ DEBBY DOWNER , MAN.” all she can do is pout — do people in hollywood hate love or what? "do i need to set you up on a blind date?“ ding ding ding. wow , she’s a total fuckin’ genius , for real. "c'mon — it’ll be so fun. i have people in mind , actually.” no she doesn’t.
“’fraid that’s just my personality, it’s my middle name actually.” a life of pessimism would bring you that. “i appreciate the offer and the enthusiasm but i absolutely don’t need a blind date, thank you very much. i have people i could spend valentine’s with, but i just think it gives out the wrong impression.”
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