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Havana Rose Liu for Axel Arigato's Onyx Silhouette photographed by Tyrell Hampton

#i. out of character / wanted opposites.

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#me

#ii. gabriel cortez / inspirations.

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Ella Purnell Marie Claire Australia photographed by Thomas Whiteside May 2024

#i. out of character / wanted opposites. #iii. out of character / potential faceclaims.

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This Property Is Condemned (1966) dir. Sydney Pollack

#ii. piper zamora / inspirations.

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I always believed cooking food is a love language

#ii. theodore duponts / inspirations.

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FRIENDS (1994 - 2004) I 4.09 The One Where They're Going To Party!

#vii. i am better than you have ever been or ever will be / gabriel & dylan. #vi. we’re going to bring her back home / beforether.

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#Me in Job Interviews

Schitt’s Creek 1.03 | Don't Worry, It's His Sister

#ii. gabriel cortez / inspirations. #speaking of gabe...

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Dylan Arnold photographed by Mack Breeden

#i. theodore duponts / countenance. #they should be scared

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the  idea  makes  perfect  sense.  at  least,  more  sense  than  living  it  up  in  prison  to  keep  from  moving  home.      “     you  said  you  would  fix  this.  so,  fix  this––––     ”      caroline  does  not  want  to  say  the  wrong  thing  and  scare  misha.  he  could  so  easily  say  no,  but  it  would  be  so  much  better  to  have  a  familiar  face  by  her  side  instead  of  some  stranger.  she  playfully  nudges  his  forearm and finally spits it out,      “     come  with  me!  pretend  to  be  this  imaginary  boyfriend  i  made  up.  it’s  a  free  vacation  and  when  you  get  back,  you  can  have  my  room.     ”

the two of them have maintained a healthy balance of ' friends ' and mortal enemies , never once crossing a line into something more . it shocks him when the idea flutters through his mind that her hand felt good in his own . so much so that his palm itched to reach for it again . he physically has to shake of the thought and pocket his hands into his jeans to keep himself from doing just that , grateful for her familiar response . " that's one way to keep from moving back home — i'm sure prisons have a theater department too . " an easy quip , watching her features lift whilst his slowly drop . " i thought helping you pack was me doing you a favor ... now you want something else ? — so needy . " sarcasm drips off his words effortlessly , a teasing smile stuck pulling at his lips . " what is it ? "

#v. caroline alvarez / threads. #them <3

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JENNA ORTEGA as Cairo Sweet in MILLER'S GIRL (2024) • Official Trailer

#iii. out of character / potential faceclaims. #i. out of character / wanted opposites. #good for her.

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            lizeth’s  answer  gives  him  reassurance  that  she  wants  this  as  much  as  he  does.  they’ve  been  in  each  other’s  lives  for  a  very  long  time,  arlo  couldn’t  imagine  what  his  life  would  look  like  if  she  didn’t.  unfortunately,  the  hope  quickly  disappears  when  she  continues.      “     if  you  think  this  is  unfixable,  why  did  you  bring  us  here?     ”      he  leans  back,  a  wall  going  up  as  she  lets  hers  down.  the  only  answer  he  can  think  of  is  to  end  it.

          “     i  do.     ”     doesn’t  miss  a  beat  in  replying,  leaning  in  closer  to  him  as  she  allows  herself  to  be  vulnerable.  lizeth  struggles  with  that  as  she  hates  the  way  it  makes  her  feel.  it’s  why  she  doesn’t  have  many  close  friends.  not  even  a  handful.     “     but  what  if  this  is  unfixable?  we’ve  been  together  for  a  long  time  and  yet…     ”     she  should  be  looking  for  a  silver  lining  which  is  that  they  have  been  together  for  so  long.  idea  of  starting  over  with  someone  new  is  just  so  inconvenient  and  uncomfortable.

#v. arlo james / threads.

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Riley Keough as Daisy Jones in DAISY JONES & THE SIX (2023)

#iii. out of character / potential faceclaims. #i. out of character / wanted opposites.

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DAWSON'S CREEK 4.20 - "Promicide"

#ii. lana cruz / inspirations.

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            if  this  was  happening  with  literally  anyone  else,  ramona  would  be  laughing  right  about  now.  it’s  pretty  stupid.  but,  carson  is  on  the  opposing  side  of  this  quarrel  and  he’s  just  too  much  of  a  jackass  for  her  to  be  finding  amusement  in  this.  once  they’re  in  their  alleyway,  and  not  spinning  in  circles,  she  get  down  from  the  impromptu  piggyback  ride.      “     am  i––––?  ha,     ”      ramona  cuts  herself  off  with  a  scoff.  of  course  he  can’t  handle  retaliation.  she  pauses  to  flatten  down  her  dress  and  adjust  the  coat  that  was  now  hanging  off  her  shoulder.  this  wouldn’t  be  a  fair  fight  if  she  didn’t  look  her  best.      “     i  may,  possibly,  be  a  bit  crazy,     ”      she  shrugs,  like  it’s  no  big  deal,      “     at  least  i’m  not  a  thief.  that  was  my  boss’s  order!     ”

          as  soon  as  he  feels  her  on  her  back,  carson  is  trying  to  get  ramona  off  of  it.  they  probably  look  ridiculous  right  now  since  they’re  doing  this  in  broad  daylight––  but  it  seems  like  the  people  of  atlanta  are  used  to  this  type  of  nonsense  so  the  crowds  continue  to  walk  around  them.     “     get  off!     ”     then  the  drink  is  knocked  out  his  hand  and  he  feels  like  his  entire  world  has  come  crushing  down.     “     are  you  fu–––     ”     spins  around  in  hopes  of  slinging  her  off  of  him  but  it  only  makes  him  dizzy  which  has  him  stumbling  back  into  an  alleyway.     “     what’s  wrong  with  you––  are  you  crazy?!     ”

#v. ramona lori / threads. #one for each of my girls

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hearing  misha  call  her  a  quitter  ignites  a  quiet  fire  within  her.  she  could  simply  give  up  on  this  fight,  or  maybe  there’s  still  time  to  figure  something  out  and  prove  him  wrong.  caroline  will  just  have  to  think  quickly  on  her  feet––––      she’s  an  actress,  she  can  improvise.  however,  her  racing  thoughts  come  to  a  screeching  halt  when  she  meets  his  eyes.  it’s  as  if  her  mind  has  suddenly  gone  blank  and  all  she  can  focus  on  is  the  electricity  running  up  her  arm.  not  realizing  the  reason  for  the  warmth  she’s  feeling  until  her  hand  falls  to  her  side  again,  empty  and  going  cold.  luckily,  misha  chimes  in  and  caroline  is  able  to  replace  the  weird  sensation  with  rage.      “     oh,  you  won’t  be  needing  my  room  cause  before  i  leave  i’ll  be  murdering  you,     ”      sarcasm  followed  by  dry  laugh  and  then,  a  lightbulb  goes  off.      “     unless…     ”      caroline  eyes  go  wide,  the  smile  on  her  face  giving  it  away,      “     in  exchange  for  my  room…  you  do  me  a  favor.     ”

his laughter comes at her expense , unable to stop it from bubbling up at her self loathing . " wow , " muses softly , his brows lifting with the surprise of seeing her wave the white flag already . " i never took you for a quitter . " his words form as a challenge , not sure he was a fan of this version of her . even as the typical caroline was more of a pain in the ass than anything , it was still far better than the sulking one towering over him now . taking her hand , misha rises to his feet with her encouraging tug , glancing down at her for a moment before dropping her hand . " since you wanna take the easy way out , can i have your room ? your view is way better than mine . "

#v. caroline alvarez / threads. #i shouldn't be surprised it's us #but theres just something about them

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he  feels  a  sense  of  relief  when  she  releases  him.  partly  because  if  anyone  recognized  them  and  saw  how  close  they  were,  everyone  in  town  would  know  about  it  by  noon.  and  partly  because  arlo  wasn’t  sure  what  the  correct  response  would  be  to  having  her  at  his  side.  and  while  it  felt  oddly  comfortable  for  being  strangers,  he  doesn’t  want  to  do  or  say  the  wrong  thing.  fearing  elena  would  think  this  was  his  plan  all  along––––      a  celebrity  on  his  arm  to  show  off.  to  be  quite  honest,  arlo  never  kept  up  with  her  life  in  hollywood.  he’d  hear  a  few  rumors  at  work  every  so  often  and  from  those  who  found  a  hobby  in  gossiping,  but  because  of  the  career  path  he  chose  his  social  media  use  consisted  more  of  cnn  and  less  tmz.      “     yeah,  not  much  has  changed  around  here.  still  isn’t  a  lot  to  do,     ”      arlo  finally  finds  the  apples  he’s  looking  for  and  places  a  bag  in  his  basket.  matching  elena’s  movements,  he  leans  on  the  display  as  well.  attentively  watching  her  to  make  sure  she  doesn’t  try  stealing  the  apple  in  her  hands,  like  she  did  the  grapes.      “     familiarity  can  be  comforting,  though.  is  that  why  you’re  home?     ”      he  genuinely  asks,  clueless  to  the  real  reason.

elena knows arlo is mostly teasing when he turns away from her, but it still isn’t far from the truth: they don’t really know each other. she remembers his name and his face, but their town’s small enough those are harder to forget than to recall. beyond him being the cute guy a few grades ahead of her, she knows nothing about him. meanwhile, he’s probably seen her business all over his twitter feed for the last few years. “fuck that,” she scoffs, looping her arm through his and resting her head against his shoulder. “you started this, you don’t get to get out of it that easily.” maybe the disparity has her feeling vulnerable, or she just isn’t the type to pass up the opportunity to needle someone, but she happily gives in to the urge to pretend like she knows him intimately, pretending to study the apples alongside him. it’s what he says next that has her dropping the act, untangling herself from him and leaning against the display as she picks up a new performance; that of an unbothered free spirit, unbothered by being back in the soul sucking borders of her hometown. “eh,” she shrugs, before crossing her arms over her chest. “don’t know.” she picks up an apple, pinching the stem between two fingers and twisting it with her other hand: bored, not anxious. “it’s only been two weeks and i’m bored to death. and i miss the sun.”

#v. arlo james / threads. #i need you to write significantly less

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MARISSA & ALEX 2.12, “The Lonely Hearts Club”

#vi. he wants what’s only yours / eleanor & irene.