🍃   𝒓𝒊𝒄𝒌𝒚   𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒍𝒆𝒚    ⸺    closed  !

𝒘𝒉𝒐    :    ricky  +  @delvedinto

𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆    :    palm  springs  ,  la  .  the  white  annual  party  .

 they  don’t  talk  unless  they  are  forced  to  and  ricky  came  to  terms  with  that  ⸺  even  though  he  doesn’t  miss  an  opportunity  to  be  a  menace  to  her  ,  annoy  her  whenever  he  can  ;  but  most  importantly  ,  they  don’t  talk  about  what  happened  between  them  and  it’s  just  better  off  this  way  .  it’s  better  for  their  friendship  with  cassie  ,  or  so  he  thought  .  he  is  the  last  person  to  ever  get  upset  at  anyone  ,  always  the  one  to  turn  a  situation  into  a  light  hearted  joke  and  if  he  stumbled  across  anyone  else  ,  he  knows  it’d  give  them  a  space  to  make  assumptions  .  ideally  ,  ricky  would  find  them  a  silent  corner  to  talk  about  this  but  with  the  way  this  place  was  crowded  both  inside  and  outside  ,  it  was  close  to  impossible  to  take  a  breath  ,  let  alone  find  a  secluded  space  ⸺  even  bathrooms  were  occupied  .  “  what  the  fuck  ,  juliana  ?  ”  he  almost  hisses  through  his  teeth  ,  yet  remains  very  cautious  in  case  anyone  would  pay  more  attention  to  them  than  they  already  do  .

📱𝕥𝕖𝕩𝕥 𝕞𝕖𝕤𝕤𝕒𝕘𝕖 -> 𝓯𝓵𝓸

johnny: i wrote u a poem.

johnny: roses are red

johnny: violets are blue

johnny: stay away from my sister

johnny: u stink like poo

–– closed  starter  for  @delvedinto ;  florence’s rehearsal  ’  7pm.

"  you  needed  a  ride?  "  dylan  had  appeared  entirely  quietly  in  the  doorway  ,  slinging  his  backpack  from  his  aching  shoulder.  one  of  these  days  he'd  actually  dislocate  it  again  ,  but luckily  today  had  not  been  that  day.  it'd  been  close  though ,  he  could  tell.  the  muscle  ached  and  the  joint  felt  a little  warm  and  swollen.  nothing  he  wasn't  used  to  though. his  gymnastics  training  and  military  training  meant  he  could be  surprisingly  light  on  his  feet.  "  how's  the  rehearsal going  ?  "

&   .      closed   for   dilys   de   rossi   (   @delvedinto​  )

location  :  out   on   the   street   .

          he’d   come   to   be   sort   of   a   master   in   living   in   his   own   graveyard   ,   a   ghost   wandering   and   weaving   to   avoid   the   rest   of   the   living   in   hopes   of   keeping   his   peace   protected   .   running   into   people   on   the   street   was   easier   when   the   sun   was   out   and   the   sunglasses   could   keep   wandering   eyes   from   accidental   contact   with   someone   from   his   past   .   kels   doesn’t   mean   to   stare   when   he   sees   her   ,   catches   himself   after   only   a   couple   brief   seconds   as   he   turns   away   quickly   .     “    shit   .    ”     male   murmurs   ,   teeth   grinding   momentarily   before   he   turns   in   time   to   be   met   nearly   face   to   face   with   dilys   .     “    hi   .    ”     the   greeting   is   forced   ,   obviously   ,   and   kels   can’t   remember   the   last   time   they   actually   spoke   .     “    i   ,   uh   . . .   thought   you’d   still   be   in   new   york   .    ”

𝐈.     NARRATIVE.     ›      …      𝐟𝐥𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐧  .

                      𝐬𝐞𝐛  𝐰𝐚𝐬  𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐲  𝐧𝐞𝐰  𝐭𝐨  𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬  𝐰𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐞  𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝  .  hollywood  ,  any  type  of  notoriety  that  went  above  whatever  name  he  had  made  for  himself  in  his  hometown  .  this  was  a  different  kind  of  spotlight  ,  a  different  kind  of  attention  .  that  being  said  ,  he’d  only  recently  moved  to  hollywood  and  was  barley  starting  to  make  a  name  for  himself  .  it  was  safe  to  say  ,  he  didn’t  know  many  people  around  .  a  slow  and  steady  incline  of  getting  to  know  people  through  events  and  parties  he  forced  himself  to  go  to  .          ⏤          that  being  said  ,  this  was  a  little  different  .  out  of  the  setting  of  anything  that  involved  career  climbing  .  seb  pushed  himself  out  of  the  crowded  bar  ,  walking  outside  and  moving  towards  the  side  of  the  bar  .  it  wasn’t  until  he  saw  a  car  speeding  by  ,  wheels  splashing  a  puddle  of  built  up  water  on  the  side  of  the  road  that  his  attention  was  peaked  .  watching  as  the  water  sprayed  up  at  the  innocent  bystander  ,  causing  seb  to  make  a  face  .          (     if  yikes  had  a  face  ,  that  was  his  .     )           ❛     someone  likes  to  make  an  entrance  .     ❜          he  shout  out  ,  getting  the  attention  of  the  girl  .          ❛     came  in  with  a  bang  .     ❜           motioning  with  his  hands  ,  it  was  safe  to  say  he  was  getting  some  amusement  out  if  it  all  .          ❛     want  me  to  film  the  next  one  ?  could  be  some  great  viral  content  .     ❜           ╱     @delvedinto​​​  .

*     𓏲 ‧₊˚      𝐊𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓    ,    𝐅𝐋𝐘𝐍𝐍    :    @delvedinto​    .

               ‘  that  was  so  boring  ,  ’  hana  exhales  heavily  the  second  the  elevator  doors  seal  shut  .  she  slips  out  of  her  heels  almost  immediately  ,  resting  her  back  against  the  cool  wall  .  hana  had  fun—  she  won’t  deny  that  ,  but  maybe  it’s  because  this  was  yet  another  event  that  she  was  able  to  attend  with  flynn  .  typically  ,  hana  just  suffered  through  these  exclusive  dinners  by  making  small  talk  with  those  around  her  and  trying  to  pretend  as  though  she  wasn’t  on  her  fourth  glass  of  champagne  .  ‘  ooh  ,  should  we  order  something  ?  or  is  there  some  greasy  late  night  place  around  here  that  we  can  go  to  ?  ’

juliana will be here <333

closed  starter — ace kang  ( feat. @delvedinto )  ! location  —  on the set of ' anyone but you '  , around 11pm .

night shoots are probably his favorite , ever since he first started in the business , there's something about his mind & focus being on point & sharp when the night comes . which explains why he's in such a good mood ( it's not only because of the scenes that are going down tonight ) as he reaches his co-star . “ ready to pull an all nighter & kiss the hell out of me ? “ he's half-joking , mainly because it's exactly what they're gonna' do .

closed starter for dilys ( @delvedinto​ ) 

“you look sexy as fuck.” david told dilys when she ( finally ) walked out in her outfit. “i’m gonna be staring at your ass all day and i’m not sorry about it.” he stood up, some flowers crumped from where he’d sat but he didn’t truly care. the outfit was for shits and giggles only. “kay so, i propose we make a deal that we have to make sure that we’re either both splitting off to get laid or we’re both sticking together. wing personing for real.” he raised his cup up in a toast.

*    ◟  closed starter    /  bishop’s family gathering  , 8:34pm .  /  @delvedinto​​​  ( flo ) ​​

                        everybody already knows   the bond the two of them share , so it comes to nobody’s surprise that she’s now even a  bigger part  of the family , initially as his sister’s best friend ,  &  now as his girlfriend .  with alana absent in new york doing god knows what  (  although he suspects  )  he’s suffering through the  family dinner  full of all kinds of relatives  &  close family friends which meant  boring conversations  throughout .  luckily , florence’s there  &  luckily for him ,  she seems to be more energetic to  socialize  with his father’s boring guests than he is  (  but then again , he’s always been a man of a few words  )  .  with a drink in hand , he catches a glimpse of the  woman of his dreams  leave the circle of people she’s entertaining , wasting no time to snatch her by the hand  &  pull her to sit down on his lap .  ❝  it’s my turn now ,  ❝  the words are loud enough for her to hear as he nuzzles his face in the back of her neck .  

( dexter+celeste )

Whatever this thing he was starting with Celeste was, it may have been the most easy thing he had ever slipped into. There were zero expectations from her to be someone he wasn’t. All he needed to be was himself or at the very least a warm body for her. Ever since Dax’s Bloody Valentine launch party, Dexter had been sneaking into Celeste’s bed most evenings. Tonight was no exception as he lounged on her bed, watching as she approached him with laugh leaving his lips. “Hey,” he greeted, a small wave to accompany the words. “You asked to see me?” @delvedinto​

@delvedinto + 𝗋𝗂𝖼𝗄𝗒 𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗅𝖾𝗒 .

𝙡𝙤𝙘𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣 : 𝖺𝗎𝖽𝗂𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝗋𝗈𝗈𝗆 ⸺ 𝖼𝗁𝖾𝗆𝗂𝗌𝗍𝗋𝗒 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽 .

 he  lost  the  count  of  how  many  of  these  he  went  through  ⸺  every  time  he  sees  his  phone  light  up  with  the  director’s  name  ,  he  knows  it’s  another  call  for  a  chemistry  read  with  yet  another  actress  for  gabriella’s  part  and  every  time  ,  he’s  almost  certain  he  will  say  the  lines  he  has  memorized  already  ,  go  home  and  wake  up  the  next  day  with  the  search  continuing  .  at  this  point  ,  ricky  even  stopped  studying  the  script  as  he  was  waiting  for  the  potential  gabriella  to  arrive  ;  it  was  the  breaking  free  scene  ,  every  single  time  .  he  hears  the  clicking  sound  of  shoes  hitting  the  ground  and  lazily  ,  he  raises  his  head  to  see  his  director  and  perhaps  the  last  person  he’d  expect  (  he  never  asks  who  is  he  doing  the  scene  with  today  ;  he  stopped  after  noticing  a  pattern  of  no  one  ever  being  good  enough  ,  but  maybe  this  time  he  should  )  .  the  silence  is  loud  ;  the  movie  director  leaves  them  alone  ,  it’s  something  he  always  does  so  ricky  can  get  to  know  whoever  he  has  to  practice  with  except  this  time  it  feels  almost  comical  .  “  i  thought  you  denied  the  part  ,  ”  he  breaks  the  silence  in  a  statement  more  than  a  question  ;  part  of  him  is  aware  why  she  would  deny  the  role  ,  maybe  even  relieved  she  did  but  it’s  something  he  refuses  to  admit  ,  just  as  he  refuses  to  bring  up  out  loud  what  happened  between  them  ,  even  if  it  means  the  ongoing  tension  whenever  they  were  around  each  other  .

closed starter for : @delvedinto​ {florence}

location : ace’s bedroom

with no moral compass, the world was her playground, which is why it wasn’t unusual for the girl to have climbed through a window in ace bishop’s home. making her way up to his bedroom, she rid herself of her clothes and skipped into his closet, pulling a black l.a kings jersey over her head as she let the oversized fabric take over her frame. grabbing one of the white ones for good measure, she made her way out of the closet, offering a wide smile to florence when she saw that she had entered the room, completely unbothered and unapologetic about it. “what do you think?” she asked, standing in front of the mirror as she looked at her self, holding up the white jersey next to her. “the black is sexy, but the white looks more pure, just like me.”

𝙄𝙈𝙀𝙎𝙎𝘼𝙂𝙀 ➶ literal knight

MEGHAN: so i've been thinking about hiring a bodyguard

MEGHAN: ( i know you're taken , boo hoo )

MEGHAN: it feels excessive but ... should i????

closed starter for: @delvedinto

where: Flo’s house 

Even though the last week or so had been a whirlwind, he knew he couldn’t spend another night in the city without checking in on Florence. Just because he’d learned that he had children of his own didn’t mean that he would ever turn his back on the woman who had become like a daughter to him in many ways since her father’s passing. So, he tucked his hands into the jacket of his leather jacket as he entered her home. “You’ve gained a new neighbor. Well, not literal neighbor because I’m not next door, but I am in the same zip code, and I figure that has to be better than just seeing me a couple of times a year.” Truthfully, being closer to Flo would also make him feel better. The young woman wasn’t gifted with a mother like Jordana. The woman who called herself Florence’s mother acted like anything other than the title. “How about we order in a pizza, my treat, and you can update me on your life since we last talked?”

@delvedinto​ / gaia

it  seemed  that  since  the  holidays  ,  wes  had  been  on  hiatus  .  although  his  disposition  hadn’t  shifted  all  that  much  ,  he  had  been  absent  from  the  normal  dramatics  that  he  was  normally  so  invested  in  ...  his  sparkle  seeming  dulled  for  reasons  unknown  .  even  his  show  had  been  on  pause  ,  waiting  for  a  return  to  regular  screen  time  in  the  coming  weeks  ...  his  presence  noticeable  most  of  the  time  .  however  ,  all  knew  well  enough  that  wes  was  avoidant  of  talking  about  anything  real  ,  his  feelings  about  life  or  others  often  concealed  or  seeming  just  jolly  in  nature  .  a  character  that  had  dimension  but  never  any  real  introspect  .  awaiting  company  from  his  closest  friend  at  the  salon  ,  he  scratches  his  head  ,  “  it’s  been  a  long  few  weeks  ...  now  my  beloved  graham  has  abandoned  me  .  i  feel  like  a  bird  without  wings  ,  “  he  dramatises  ,  perhaps  a  little  sad  in  truth  but  nothing  that  would  last  forever  .  when  she  sits  ,  “  now  ,  what  have  you  been  up  to  ?  don’t  let  me  down  .  “