GLEN POWELL and DAISY EDGAR-JONES | HOT ONES VERSUS
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little miss “ i'm buzzed and happy off of two wine coolers and one shot of shitty vodka ” has been sauntering her way around the store for the past two minutes dramatically performing lay all your love on me when she hears naomi's woes. they activate something in her ( if only because genesis is always looking for an excuse to talk to naomi anyway ) and she's immediately spinning around, doubling back while an easy smile finds its way onto her face.
“ socially anxious why ? we're with friends, silly ! ” even genesis knows that's not true, but she hopes it quells the other's obvious unease. she holds her wine cooler out, rim tilted towards naomi, “ you want some ? it'll make you feel better. “ she turns the bottle for a moment to check the flavor, ” pink pina colada sunrise. whatever that means. it's so good ! ”
the music's a little too loud and the lights are doing that weird flicker thing that makes her feel like she’s stuck in a music video she didn’t sign up for. naomi’s in the corner, back against the wall, fingers curled around a sweating can of raspberry seltzer. it’s warm now but it gives her something to do with her hands.
“guess i’m the designated wallflower tonight,” she says with a crooked half-smile, glancing sideways at whoever wandered close enough to hear her. “don’t worry—i’m not judging anyone’s dance moves. just...observing. like a very socially anxious wildlife biologist.” she takes a sip, eyes scanning the room again, heart doing that uneven beat it always does when she’s pretending she’s not hoping someone will come talk to her.
alondra: what group are you in
alondra: nobody in mine is talking to me and i feel as if im wilting
alondra: we must make haste
ALEXA BARAJAS as MARI IBARRA Yellowjackets 3.04: 12 Angry Girls and 1 Drunk Travis
alondra is many things – a painter, a ballerina, an ethereal being that shines brighter than the largest stars, destined for greatness – she could go on. but while all those may be true, what she is above all is a performer. and as a performer, it was her duty to commit to the goddamn bit, even if she thought it was kind of tacky to steal drinks off of tables. quickly she nods, smoothing her previously surprised features, “ yeah, it's our anniversary, we were at dinner earlier! “ eyes turn to the figure in front of them, ” he's telling the truth. you must have had the wrong guy. " distantly alondra wonders if lying so easily could be considered reprehensible, but she doesn't pay too much mind to it – she's super good at improv!
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"No, sir - you got the wrong guy!" The manager absolutely had the right guy. Usually, Soren was stealthy when it came to plucking up drinks left behind on tables. Left behind - halfway through being finished, but the owner had moseyed their way over the bathrooms, it was all the same, as long as you didn't get caught. Which wasn't in the plan, for obvious reasons - Soren always hated the part where he had to talk others down with the world's stupidest excuse. "Tell them, babe. We only just got here." Dragging someone into his mess wasn't ideal - there weren't many people as good at thinking on their toes as he was. But more people involved made his pleas all the more valid. Mouthing a rushed 'Sorry' to the closest person to him, Soren held his breath while waiting to see if they would corroborate with his story.
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₊˚⊹ ㅤa collection of character analysis/headcanon questions to learn more about your character and your partners'! writing/headcanon prompts requested by anonymous. feel free to edit these as you see fit.
[ 🖐️ ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat do their hands feel like: soft, calloused, trembling ? [ ☂️ ]ㅤ.ㅤdo they crave touch or fear it ? [ 🎐 ]ㅤ.ㅤdo they have a sound, like a song or voice, that they associate with peace ? [ 🕊️ ]ㅤ.ㅤwhen did they feel the safest ? [ 💤 ]ㅤ.ㅤhow do they sleep ? curled up, sprawled, holding onto something ? [ 🦇 ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat is a fear they never talk about ? [ 🔒 ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat is a secret they’ve sworn never to tell ? [ 🪢 ]ㅤ.ㅤwhen was the last time they broke a promise ? [ 🫳 ]ㅤ.ㅤwho do they feel they owe, but never paid back ? [ 💼 ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat do they always carry with them ? [ 🧨 ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat’s the quickest way to set them off, even if they hide it well ? [ ⛓️ ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat does guilt feel like to them ? [ 💢 ]ㅤ.ㅤwho have they never forgiven and never will ? [ 🩸 ]ㅤ.ㅤis there something or someone that, if lost, would break them ? [ 🌧️ ]ㅤ.ㅤis there a pain they refuse to heal from ? [ 🪞 ]ㅤ.ㅤwhen have they looked at their reflection and hated what they saw ? [ 📿 ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat superstition or ritual do they cling to ? [ 🌊 ]ㅤ.ㅤwhen was the last time they cried ? [ 🐾 ]ㅤ.ㅤdo animals like them instinctively ? [ 🪶 ]ㅤ.ㅤhow do they laugh ? [ 🫀 ]ㅤ.ㅤwho taught them what love is ? did it hurt ? [ 💭 ]ㅤ.ㅤdo they believe they’re worthy of being loved ? [ 🎀 ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat is their main love language ? [ 🔦 ]ㅤ.ㅤwho do they search for ? [ 📜 ]ㅤ.ㅤis there a story they love sharing with others ? [ 🌒 ]ㅤ.ㅤdo they have a dream or goal they have given up on ? [ 🕯️ ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat memory do they replay when they’re alone ? [ 🌪️ ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat’s the one choice they regret (not) making ? [ 🧩 ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat’s a truth about themselves they refuse to admit ? [ 🍻 ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat kind of drunk are they ? [ ✉️ ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat kind of letter would they write but never send ? [ 🗡️ ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat is a scar that they have but never talk about ? [ 🕸️ ]ㅤ.ㅤdo they have a favourite lie they like to hear ? [ 🪦 ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat would they want on their gravestone but never admit aloud ? [ 🎱 ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat kind of future do they crave, and who’s in it ? [ 🌀 ]ㅤ.ㅤdo they have a recurring dream or nightmare ? [ 🍃 ]ㅤ.ㅤdo they feel like they belong ? [ ⚓ ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat does “home” mean to them ? [ 🧭 ]ㅤ.ㅤwhere would they go if they could disappear tomorrow ?
open to anyone :3 on the beaten path a ways away from dogwood blossoms. / @langstonstarters
“ surely they didn’t want us to stay there the whole time, right? they couldn’t have expected that? ” the big nebulous ‘they’ referring to one camille chen, dr. lloyd, and … — hugh mongus? are you serious? whatever. though alondra had read the email ten times over and knew she wasn’t supposed to stray from the maze of a library, she couldn’t help it, the urge to explore all over the new environment too strong. “ that lady is rude, by the way —“ a nod to the path behind her, a cranky lillian hayes at the end of it, “ beautiful wisteria, but so rude. i found a friend coming around this way, though! want to say hi?” alondra holds the puppy out, stopping for the other person to get a word in edgewise. finally.