they are just such assholes though, you know?
LIke who are these guys and what makes them think any of this is ok?
like the touching and the eye contact and the ‘deep bros’ and the chemistry and pheromones radiating from them?!
like, why are they sitting so close? why are they smiling like that? why doesn’t my husband look at me like that? and why is chris blushing again? and why does zach look like he has a secret?
and omg was that an inside joke? and what the fuck was that about? and chris with the pronoun games, and zach with non answers to pointed questions?
and friends don’t to that! or this! or those other things!
and why are they touching again? and they know this is being filmed but is it they dont care? do they care and this is ‘toned down’?
why are you still gazing at each other damn it?! can they ever not?
how did this happen to me? i never was this person. but these fuckers with their questions that never (will never) get answered.
‘Are you dating?’ the interviewer asks
‘maybe. no. i don’t know. yes.sure. no’
see what i mean? assholes.
I think my favorite thing about this Pinto moment is that Zach has just said “misappropriated” to the interviewer (while obviously tipsy, which is impressive) and Chris interrupts to say “misappropriated is a wonderful word,” so then Zach hOOKS HIS FINGER IN HIS LAPEL AND MURMURS “MISAPPROPRIATED, MISAPPROPRIATED” WHILE PULLING HIM AWAY FROM THE INTERVIEWER AND MAKING BEDROOM EYES AND THEN THEY QUICKLY SAY GOODBYE AND WANDER AWAY THEY HAVE KILLED ME I AM DEAD [X]
Pinto de Mayo: Part I
My fic contribution this year will be a four parter! Each part will be a sort of stand alone ficlet based on three words (from the list @rabidchild67 posted). I’ll (hopefully) be posting here throughout the day, then the whole thing will be posted to AO3 tonight or tomorrow.
This ficlet brought to you by the words spoon, night, and creamy. Look for part II in a few hours!
Chris stared moodily at the blank tv screen as the sky outside darkened to night. He’d gotten home just a little while ago from the signing of the divorce papers. Fuck, divorce papers. He was officially divorced now.
He hated that they’d become one of those Hollywood couples: their relationship blowing up in the news, a fancy wedding on the beach, two years of barely seeing each other as they worked, then divorced. Not that it was either of their fault, not really. Chris certainly couldn’t blame Marie, and he was pretty sure she didn’t blame him. It just hadn’t worked between them.
‘I have been very lucky to work with people by and large whom I would love to spend time with outside of work. The cast of Star Trek – and Chris in particular – really rank at the top of that list, because we all experienced something so profound and transformed as a result of that together. And to watch what Chris has done with that has really inspired me. I’m grateful to be his friend.’ – Zachary Quinto
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