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[RPF] Gen or Andrew/Jesse ANTM AU

Sorry if this has already been requested, but could we get an America’s Next Top Model AU? Think about it: Justin reminding people that “it’s America’s Next Top Model, not America’s Next Best Friend,” Armie being told he relies too much on just being pretty, Nigel totally perving on Andrew at judging, Jesse being the awkward one that Tyra ‘discovered’ in a mall or something and he totally doesn’t get the whole fashion/model thing but he’s weirdly a natural, etc.

Re: [RPF] Gen or Andrew/Jesse ANTM AU

this would be amazing considering Tyra's lecherous thoughts toward Jesse

Re: [RPF] Gen or Andrew/Jesse ANTM AU

kal ella,

is that a real snapshot of tyrabanks (twitter)? it's hilarious either way.

Re: [RPF] Gen or Andrew/Jesse ANTM AU

oh dear god. this could be an utter joy of fandom tropes and clichéd awesomeness.

"There's something quite sinister about the look in your eyes here, Andrew," said Nigel, tilting his head. "I like it."

"You're not smizing, you're saying 'I'm coming to getcha,' and it works just as well," said Tyra, widening her eyes terrifyingly and waving a hand at the group. "All y'all better watch out, because Andrew's coming for you!"

"Thanks, guys," said Andrew.

"Thank you, Andrew," said Tyra. "And next up, we have Jesse."

Andrew tipped Jesse a wink on his way back. Jesse flushed and stumbled a little as he stepped onto the platform.

"Child, you better start working that walk," said Miss J., shaking his head.

Tyra nodded. "You need to convey fierceness and elegance on the runway," she said. "Just make sure you don't lose your awkwardness, either. It's your thing, but you need to own it."

"Uh," said Jesse, frowning. "Oh-- okay."

Re: [RPF] Gen or Andrew/Jesse ANTM AU

WRITE IT. What do I have to do? I will do it.

Re: [RPF] Gen or Andrew/Jesse ANTM AU - (Anonymous), 2011-03-25 05:46 am (UTC)(Expand)
Re: [RPF] Gen or Andrew/Jesse ANTM AU - (Anonymous), 2011-03-25 12:22 pm (UTC)(Expand)
Re: [RPF] Gen or Andrew/Jesse ANTM AU - (Anonymous), 2011-03-25 05:15 am (UTC)(Expand)

untitled antm au [pt 1/?]

Jesse isn’t accustomed to this. All of these people—looking at him, and the flashes hurt his eyes but there was no way he was going to say no to Tyra Banks. He squints and blinks, and the photographer—he’s already forgotten their name—yells at him don’t make that face, are you America’s Next Top Model or America’s Next Top Person Who Needs Glasses and—that doesn’t even make sense, really.

It’s not like Jesse signed up for this, or, well, he kind of did. But he was recruited, mostly. And people don’t say no to Tyra Banks, no matter how uncomfortable they are in their own skin. No matter how awkward Jesse feels when a guy who is much, much prettier than him, with eyes that look like syrup and a neck he maybe wants to mark so the make-up artists scold him in the morning what have I told you about hickeys, not even when that pretty boy smolders right at him during their first photoshoot and Jesse almost has to run away.

People just—they don’t say no to Tyra. Not even then.

untitled antm au [pt 2/?]

Jesse thinks he’s done terribly, he doesn’t belong here, he’s not ugly but he’s not beautiful like this one or tall and buff like that one, and then it’s his turn to be judged. He hates that word, but he can’t think of a better way to describe what’s happening when he goes into the room alone and stands on the walk and the four of them look at his picture and everyone laughs at everything Tyra says.

He thinks he’s done terribly. He looks at the photograph they’ve chosen with distaste and sees everything he did wrong, and he’s always so down on himself but even he thinks there must have been better ones to choose from. And then Miss Jay says boy you are just working that blue collar and Tyra snaps her fingers and says you smize so well already, I don’t even have to teach you, and Nigel makes everything a whole lot classier with his accent when he says your eyes are incredible in this shoot, there was not one photograph that they didn’t shine through in.

Jesse stutters, he always stutters when he’s nervous or complimented or awake or breathing. He tells them thanks and he probably shouldn’t slump his shoulders in front of this class of people, but it’s a defense mechanism and he doesn’t really want to be here anyway.

untitled antm au [pt 3/?]

When he’s back out of the room, back to freedom (for today), he has to tell that guy who has the neck he wants to taste—send Andrew in, they said—that it’s his turn up.

When he, Andrew, smiles at him, it’s lopsided and sort of nervous but not nervous like Jesse gets nervous, and Jesse’s stomach flips in a way that is coincidentally, not nervous at all. More heated and I want and Jesse doesn’t want to be here at all but he does want that.

Andrew passes him and he breathes thanks and Jesse almost dies because his accent is even more attractive than Nigel’s. He thought all British accents sounded the same, but Andrew’s is different and silky smooth and it whispers gently against Jesse’s pulse like he was made to be hearing it.

Re: untitled antm au [pt 3/?] - leladancer18, 2011-03-25 06:01 am (UTC)(Expand)
Re: untitled antm au [pt 3/?] - (Anonymous), 2011-03-25 06:20 am (UTC)(Expand)
Re: untitled antm au [pt 3/?] - ilovemybaby, 2011-03-25 09:55 am (UTC)(Expand)

[Fill] And Then There Were Two (1/3)

blatant stereotyping and disregard for antm procedure/judging formats and utter ridiculousness ahead.

another season of america's next top model is almost at an end! and what a season it's been. we've had aspiring songwriters...

"I wrote this today," said Justin, unfolding a piece of paper. "I think it encapsulates how I totally should not have been eliminated, but also that I'm going to further go than anyone else still in this competition. Even though some of them are totally fierce." He cleared his throat. "I'm bringing sexy back," he said seriously, staring into the camera. "Them motherfuckers don't know how to act. I make up for the things you lack." He paused. "It's a work in progress," he said. "You'll see it on the charts soon enough."

and some gorgeous contestants.

"Your photo is stunning because you're stunning," said Nigel.

"What Nigel is saying is true," said André. "You have a timeless beauty. I can picture you as a stately heroic prince just as easily as I can see this photo in front of me."

"I think it doesn't hurt that this week you were all playing your own identical twins," said Tyra. "Two of you somehow seems like more than two of anyone else. Still, with such a classically handsome face, you have to make sure you don't sit on that beauty. Push past it; don't be afraid to get ugly."

Armie nodded.

"Just go that touch extra," said Nigel, "And then you'll be a fantastic model, rather than just a fantastic face."

at first it seemed like there could be some clashes in the house...

"So what's your story, man?"

Jesse blinked. "My story?" he said.

"Yeah." Justin nodded. "Your story, you know, are you a teenage baby momma from the country, and you're doing this to create a better life for your child, or is this your lifelong dream and you'll do absolutely anything to get it, up to and including sleeping with Tyra, which for you would be kind of terrifying, I mean, no offence man, but you're pretty tiny."

"Uh," said Jesse. "I-- I have a lot of cats?"

"Oh!" Justin nodded. "You're the weird one, right, I get it."

Armie smacked him upside the head. "Don't listen to him," he said, smiling a blinding and what he probably thought was reassuring smile. "He's the crazy fashion fanboy, he can't talk."

"Bitch, you wish you were this fierce," said Justin.

"Desperately," said Armie, nodding. "Achingly. With all my heart."

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[Fill] And Then There Were Two (3/3) - (Anonymous), 2011-03-25 10:10 am (UTC)(Expand)
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walk like it's for sale (the rent is due tonight) [pt 4a/?]

It takes a lot longer than you'd think while watching the show, for the judges to actually discuss who gets to stay and who gets to go home feeling bad about themselves, or in Jesse's case, worse about themselves. Thirty minutes after all eight of the contestants (Jesse knows only four names so far; Andrew, Armie, and there are two Justins) have gone through separately to be judged, they're all called back in.

Armie calls out to everyone good luck and he grins and Jesse thinks wow he is definitely going to win he is so charming wow and his thoughts are rushing by a mile a minute and he's so nervous but he still sees the one Justin, Timberlake with the glasses, he sees him roll his eyes at Armie's well-wishes.

He decides Justin Timberlake is not someone he wants to be spending a lot of time with, not necessarily because he's not a good person, but because he wants to win. Although everyone here wants to win, it would seem, except for Jesse. He did his research, he knows the type of attention that comes if you win this, and he doesn't want it.

But he's here and he's following seven other guys into a room where they are all way more qualified to be than he is. Tyra is standing at the end of the walk, in front of the judges' table, and she says I have eight gorgeous men standing before me. Jesse tunes her out after that because what the hell, he doesn't even want to be here, he doesn't want to stay here where people look at him and take pictures of him, so why does he feel so goddamn scared?

The first name Tyra calls is Armie's, and he's so incredibly good-looking that Jesse is unsurprised. But Armie looks kind of surprised, and Jesse wonders what his photograph looked like that made him think he wouldn't be the first called. And then Jesse thinks that maybe Armie is just modest as well as charming and handsome and he wonders why anyone is allowed to be that perfect.

walk like it's for sale (the rent is due tonight) [pt 4b/?]

Armie stands off to the side with his photograph that was either not-great or great-but-Armie-is-modest, and Tyra calls the next name. It's not Jesse's, but he's still a bit relieved, because that Andrew guy is possibly someone worth staying for, if the way Jesse's throat goes dry when Andrew asks Tyra me? means anything. He sounds so shocked, like maybe he doesn't think he belongs here either, not in the exact way Jesse does, but it's something. It's something.

Andrew sort of skips over to where Armie is standing, not really skipping, but he looks bouncy and ecstatic and it's clear that he wants this even if he doesn't believe he deserves it. Jesse's focused on him, focused on the way Andrew's eyes scan over the photograph of himself in his hands, the way his face is sort of asymmetrical when he smiles. He's so zoned in on Andrew that when Tyra calls his name next, he doesn't even hear her until one of the remaining guys, the Justin who isn't so hardcore, pushes him forward a little bit.

He walks towards Tyra and he hears the flashes of cameras that aren't there going off and he blinks hard, confused. He doesn't want this but at the same time he's so glad he's past the first round, which doesn't make sense at all until he walks off to the side and Andrew whispers congratulations and then suddenly it does. It makes a lot of sense.

walk like it's for sale (the rent is due tonight) [pt 5/?]

[I really, really hate this part, but I realized I still needed to introduce the rest of the contestants, so. It's mostly exposition.]

The other Justin (Bartha, Jesse learns) is the first to go. He smiles despite and he takes it like a man, and Jesse appreciates that, because he doesn't think he could handle someone else having a mental breakdown when it feels like he's on the verge of one every second he's here.

Bartha goes down the line and hugs everyone even though they didn't really have a chance to know each other yet, and the other Justin, who was in the bottom two with him, doesn't hug back. He just scowls and Jesse wonders what it's like to be able to ignore people when they're being nice. Jesse's not even a hugger, but he still hugs Bartha back because he feels bad that he's not the one going home when he doesn't even want to be a model.

They all walk back to the suites in silence, perhaps a bit shell-shocked due to the first elimination, and when Bartha goes to pack his things, Jesse's hit with the fact that there are only seven left. He learned everyone's names during the elimination, and he learned that Max is British, too, and Donald freestyles when he's excited, and Andrew is not very good at beat-boxing.

Armie says, Damn. I liked him.

The other Justin rolls his eyes--again, why does he keep doing that--and drawls, You barely knew the guy.

Donald responds in Armie's place, Sometimes you just know right away how much you're gonna like someone and he says I know I'm not gonna like you as long as you keep giving everyone attitude.

Justin clenches his jaw and he looks so angry for a second that Jesse's surprised his glasses don't steam up, but then he just says, look, I'm sorry, but this is America's Next Top Model, not America's Next Top Best Friend and I don't need anything distracting me. There, Justin's eyes flicker over to Jesse, but Jesse is too busy glancing at Andrew and--distractions are okay, he thinks, distractions are good.

walk like it's for sale (the rent is due tonight) [pt 6/?]

With Bartha gone and the first challenge over and done with, it's time for everyone to choose rooms. Jesse doesn't particularly want to sleep in the same room as anyone he's not familiar with, which is everyone, here. Jesse's ready to speak up and volunteer to take a room by himself, because there's an odd number, but before he can, Timberlake grabs his arm and scowls a little and says You're the person least likely to bother me while I get my beauty rest, come on, and he drags Jesse up some glass stairs and down a hallway to what will apparently be their room.

Jesse stumbles over his words, mildly confused, and he says my bags, they're downstairs and Justin responds whatever, you can get them in the morning, it's bed time, dude. Jesse doesn't mind too much, because this way at least he doesn't have to change in front of Justin while he brushes his teeth. There's a certain respect for privacy roommates should have, but--apparently Justin doesn't need privacy.

He's on one side of the room, and there's two beds with a light blue covers and a bedside table in between them that he sets his glasses on just before he unbuttons his shirt and pulls off his pants and--Jesse looks away, then. All of the guys here are gorgeous and he's so average and below average in comparison, he thinks. And they're probably all straight, too, and wouldn't appreciate him staring them down in their tightie whities while they're getting undressed, even if he didn't mean to.

You gonna wear all those clothes to bed? Justin asks, raising an eyebrow, and Jesse mutters yeah. This makes Justin chuckle, and he says We're all dudes here, it's no big deal. I'll even face the other way.

He just--he seems to be messing with Jesse, but not necessarily in a cruel way, and Jesse thinks maybe Justin isn't as opposed to making friends here as he'd claimed.

Jesse sleeps in his boxers and Justin sleeps in his briefs, and just before they turn off the lights, Jesse manages to ask, So what do you think of the other guys?

Justin shrugs beneath his covers and says, I don't know. I don't really care either way. You're alright, though.

Jesse wonders what alright even means and as the light clicks off he thinks of Andrew and wonders if Andrew thinks he's alright, too.

walk like it's for sale (the rent is due tonight) [pt 7a/?]

Jesse wakes up in the middle of the night missing his cats. He's got Anna, his best friend since grade-school, taking care of them, but he still worries. He's not sure if he's allowed to use the telephone, but he knows they film all of the calls either way and he doesn't really want the whole of America knowing that he can't sleep if he hasn't said goodnight to his cats.

He goes downstairs and into the kitchen to get himself some milk, because that usually helps him get to bed, and he's leaning over into the fridge, searching, when a voice behind him says, Can't sleep?

He jumps a little and smacks his head on the refrigerator, says fuck ow ow and then there's a hand on his neck, soothing, as he stands straight up, and Andrew is grinning at him like he's amused when he says in that gorgeous accent, Sorry, didn't mean to startle you.

Jesse goes pink, because what a brilliant second or third or fourth or whatever impression to make. Andrew's hand is still on the back of Jesse's neck, his grip loose and warm, and Jesse thinks he probably just likes to touch people in a way Jesse never has. It doesn't mean anything.

Andrew's smile drifts when Jesse doesn't say anything for a moment, and he clears his throat and says again, I didn't mean to startle you like he thinks maybe he broke Jesse.

walk like it's for sale (the rent is due tonight) [pt 7b/?]

Jesse hurries to reassure him, says no no it's fine of course and I just wanted some milk, and he's relieved when Andrew's smile is back, because it really is a terribly attractive smile.

Are you having trouble sleeping? Andrew asks. I am too. Competition jitters, or maybe it's Donald's snoring.

Jesse cracks a smile and loosens up a little, grabs his milk out of the fridge and Andrew's there with a glass for him a second later like he doesn't even have to think about it, about being helpful. He asks, You're rooming with Donald? and Andrew tells him, yeah, we both like Spiderman as an explanation, just before he takes the milk from Jesse and pours it into the glass. He hands the glass to Jesse, and Jesse just looks at it for a moment.

The moment is long enough that Andrew flushes and sets the glass down, hurries to say, Sorry, sorry, I didn't--I mean, I'm not mothering you or anything, but you're just so adorable and I kind of wanted to--. He cuts himself off, turning even redder, and covers his face. Sorry.

Jesse stares. He stares at Andrew's hand covering his face and he stares at the corner of Andrew's mouth peeking out from where his hand doesn't reach, and he stares at the bedmess shock of hair that curls out from behind Andrew's ear. He says, It's fine, it's fine and Andrew tells him You seem like the type who needs caring for and Jesse doesn't know whether or not to take offense.

It must show on his face, because Andrew backtracks fast, says, No, no, you don't need it, of course, I just--I want to? You don't need me to. Of course. I just want to.

Jesse cracks a smile, because he's just learned something almost intimate about Andrew. He repeats himself when he's flustered. It's alright, Andrew. I like milk.

Then Andrew laughs, and Jesse doesn't really know why he's laughing, but he joins in tentatively, quietly, so as to not wake the whole house. Andrew doesn't seem to be thinking of it, though, because his body curls in on itself with his laughter, just a little bit, and it's loud and delighted and incredibly endearing.

Eisenberg, Jesse thinks to himself, You are completely fucked.