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It's Complicated: But sexy!

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[PART NINE] & Some News
Okay, I'm a little new at this so sorry if I mess this up first go. Because it's been 5 months since the last round even though we haven't been busy. I figured I might as well earn my keep and try to get this place alive again...




IMPORTANT: please DO NOT post prompts about any non-public people as part of a prompt. for example: randi zuckerberg is fine as she is a public figure both on the internet and on facebook itself. priscilla chan is NOT as she is not a public figure.

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Hi, right now everyone is working on some changes so hold on new things are coming. In an effort to kick this place back into action, we're doing round 9. In a few days, we'll be setting up a fills post that hopefully will work directly for archiving and an overflow post. Also we'll be doing a friending meme at tsn_km_gather so be looking out for that. I know some of the other mods have plans of their own which will be coming soon.

If you have any questions or ideas that I can help you with, feel free to PM me. I'll be around.



have fun!

THERE WILL BE UNMARKED SPOILERS. enter at your own risk! :D


i know you guys are enjoying this meme and i appreciate that but please can you put the SUBJECT HEADER on your prompt. you would REALLY be helping me out if you could do that. it just saves time for me when i'm trying to tag everything in delicious.



AND PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE DO NOT repost prompts from parts three, four, five, six, seven, or eight. the delicious is around for people to find prompts they may not have already seen. We know there's been some issues but we're working on it with pinboard. No duplicates from this round either. THANK YOU.

[rpf] andrew/emma

it starts off as a pr stunt for the movie. they're both rising stars fresh off of breakups, so hell, why not? andrew will do anything to be peter parker, and emma jumps at the chance to break out of the quirky, sassy redhead mold that easy a and crazy stupid love have made for her-- if it means fake-dating each other, then so be it.

what they don't expect is that it turns into something much, much more.

half awake in a fake empire, 1a/?

what am i doing
why am i filling my own prompt

title is from fake empire by the national, any timeline errors are my own etc etc it’s rpf anyway, YEAH

The first day on set is always fun in the most awkward sort of way. Andrew’s vibrating with the same nervous energy that flowed through him during the first days of The Social Network, of Never Let Me Go and Boy A and all of his other films and television gigs (oh man, don’t even get him started on Doctor Who because he’s still sort of in shock over it), so when a somewhat familiar voice drifts over his shoulder, it both comforts him and elevates his nerves.

“Cookie?” rasps Emma when he turns around. She’s got a half-eaten chocolate chip cookie in one hand and an entire Tupperware full of them extended in the other, and the sunlight shines off of her freshly dyed platinum hair like a halo.

Andrew eyeballs the container of baked goods because the Los Angeles breeze is wafting the smell up into his nostrils and ugh, when was the last time he had a homemade cookie? It’s got to be inhumane to go so long without one. His fingers twitch to grab the topmost cookie, the one with the most chocolate chips, but he draws it back, grimacing.

“I can’t,” he laments. “Armando will kill me.”

Fucking Armando. Worst person in the world, that damn personal trainer, because Emma’s now waving the cookie in front of his face, chanting ‘eat me, giraffe boy, eat me!’ in a voice fit for a cartoon animal.

“Come on, it’s not like one cookie’s gonna make you gain fifty pounds,” she chides. “If we’re gonna be making out on camera for the next four months, you’ve at least gotta trust me.”

Andrew playfully swats at her with one fingerless glove-clad hand and snatches a cookie with the other. “Damn you, Stone.”

Emma flashes a wide, cheesy grin. “Before you take that first bite, I do have to warn you that my baking skills have been known to make people fall in love with me. Proceed with caution.”

At this point, Andrew’s already broken off a large chunk of cookie and chews it thoughtfully while he contemplates a sly comeback.

“I don’t think my girlfriend would appreciate that,” he decides on. “Or your boyfriend.”

Emma makes a scandalized face and socks him in the ribs playfully. “Oh, fuck you.”


half awake in a fake empire, 1b/?

It’s the end of February when Emma breaks up with Kieran. She’s not overly upset about it or anything— they were close once and now they’re not so much, and that’s really all there is to it. She knows she’s young and she’s got a hell of a lot of time to figure out what she wants out of a relationship, so she takes it as a learning experience.

“I don’t see how you're not devastated,” Andrew tells her, hanging half upside down off of the couch in her trailer, legs thrown over the armrest and head over one of the cushions, spilling his messy hair back. Sometimes he gets far too into his character. “I’d be a wreck if Shannon and I split.”

Emma snorts and eyes him over the copy of GQ between her fingers. “That’s where we differ, Prince William with more hair,” she says. “You wear your heart on your flannel sleeve of man-pain, and I have a heart of impenetrable steel.”

Andrew rolls his eyes. “So you say.”

Emma narrows hers. “Try me.”

“Did you cry during Titanic?”

“No. Can’t cry when Leo’s looking that good.”

“You’re mental, he dies looking that good. The Notebook?”

Emma actually snorts at the suggestion. “I hadn’t actually seen it until a few months ago. I sat Ryan down and made him watch it with me.”

“Oh no,” Andrew groans, drawing out his accent on the ‘no’. “You’re not going to force me to watch Never Let Me Go, are you? I refuse, I refuse.”

“I won’t,” Emma assures him as she twists her position to shove a magazine page in his face, some sort of brightly colored Ralph Lauren cologne ad, complete with fold-out samples. “As long as you smell this and confirm that it smells like every douchebag that’s ever given you the stink eye in an Urban Outfitters.”

Andrew flips right-side up and gets a whiff of the incriminating page, confirming that yes, it does kind of smell like the sales clerk on Melrose who glared at him for only browsing through the sale section before leaving, but that’s not what he’s thinking of when he lays back down. What he’s thinking about is resilience, how Emma can just immediately bounce back from something that would easily have had him torn to pieces for months, had he been in her shoes. She’s smiling and laughing over a cologne ad, of all things, and he sort of admires her for it. He almost sees a bit of Shannon in her, the sense of humor and the way she is totally unaffected.

“Hey, Garfield,” Emma calls, literally snapping him out of his daze by clicking her fingers next to his ear. Her big green eyes are flashing a strange mixture of concerned and amused. “You okay?”

“Yeah, yeah,” Andrew says, shaking his head. “I feel like I should be asking you that.”

Emma laughs. “I told you, I’m okay. You’re the one with the world’s most fragile emotions.”

He smirks and hits her lightly on the shoulder. “I resent that.”


half awake in a fake empire, 1c/?

Emma isn’t a liar though, because one day in May, close to the end of shooting, Andrew trudges onto set looking like someone’s run over his puppy. The crew doesn’t say much—they’re shooting a rather emotional scene today, so they figure he’s preparing himself—but Emma notices the lack of energy in his step, the extra time it takes for the makeup department to cover the dark circles under his eyes.

“You look like shit,” Emma notes, jabbing at his side. She winks at him, trying to get him to crack a smile. “Night out with the ladyfriend?”

Andrew’s face visibly falls to an even more distraught pout. “Not in so many words.”

The way he says it, the fact that not even a polite half-smile flashes across his face, tips Emma off to the fact that something is definitely not right. She’s used to him bounding onto the set, grinning at everything and saying hello to everyone in the cast and crew, even random extras and observers, like he’s in a Disney film, but today he just scuffs his shoes on the pavement and chews on his lower lip. It unnerves her that his unhappiness is bothering her so much; she doesn’t know when he went from being her costar and colleague to probably her best friend, and it’s a little alarming, but she’ll take it. She’s had good friends before – Taylor and Jesse and Ryan – but never really a best friend, so maybe, she thinks, she should at least attempt to comfort this lanky bundle of feelings in front of her.

“Care to elaborate?” she prompts with another jab to his hip. Andrew’s eyes get wide when he glances over at her, simultaneously upset about whatever problem he’s having and happy that she wants to hear about it.

He shakes his head while he shrugs. “We just… I dunno, we keep fighting. Shannon’s only in town for the week, and I want to spend time with her, but it’s sort of difficult if all we do is argue.”

Emma checks her phone to make sure they’ve got time to talk before they have to start filming the next scene and tugs him over to the folding chairs next to the makeup trailer when she sees that they’ve got half an hour to kill. She frowns when Andrew crumples into himself on the chair. “What are you arguing about?”

Andrew lets out a long, world-weary sigh. “I dunno. Her work ties her to L.A., mine’s got me between New York and London for a while. We’re just… We’ve never been long distance for so long. It’s changing us. She wants me in L.A. and I want her out here, but that’s just not possible.”

Emma nods because she understands, that’s partially what broke her and Kieran up, and maybe it didn’t affect her as much, but she can see how fighting with Shannon’s paining Andrew. The guy usually never shuts up about how much he loves her, but now his frown deepens every time he says her name.

“I really love her, Em.” His voice is broken and his eyes are downcast and red around the rims.

“I know,” soothes Emma, placing a hand on his shoulder blade through his hoodie and rubbing it just like her mother had always done to her and her little brother when they were younger. “What are you going to do?”

He ducks his head, but Emma swears she sees a tear drip off of his cheek and down onto the pavement below. “I… I have to break up with her.”

It comes as a shock to Emma because why the hell would the man break up with the girl who he’s literally crying over because he loves so much? She’ll doesn’t quite understand him, but she keeps rubbing his shoulder anyway.

“She deserves better,” he continues, voice cracking, “than someone who’s going to choose his career over being with her. If I can’t juggle work and keeping in touch with her, I don’t deserve her.”

“I’m sorry,” Emma says gently, unsure of how else to console him. She can see it his way now, if only a little bit. “Wanna get drunk tonight and pretend we’re not pathetic single losers?”

Andrew looks up, managing a broken smile. “Please?”

Re: half awake in a fake empire, 1c/?

i love this already!

Re: half awake in a fake empire, 1c/?

this is so adorable and you should definitely continue.