Okay, after two days I realized I can't resist this meme:
Look at my user icons, choose one and write me a drabble about it! Post it in comments or link to it in comments so I can squee over it and love you forever.
Below are the two items I found online and used in the story. All the other "facts" are made up.
Jake Gyllenhaal 'terrified' about his upcoming gay love scenes http://www.femalefirst.co.uk/celebrity/jake-gyllenhaal-gay.php
'Well you're not gay - and neither is he. So there's quite a lot of acting required. Why don't you go for it?' (Kirsten to Jake on BM script)
Celebrity Wonder: Kirsten Dunst Profile and Gossips http://www.celebritywonder.com/html/kirstendunst.html
"She [Kirsten] and Heath Ledger have been spotted splashing out on perfume in a Beverly Hills department store in July 1st, 2002. The pair walked into Saks Fifth Avenue hand in hand before perusing the expensive scents on display. "
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Sitting on a log at the edge of the set during a break in the shooting, Jake drew circles and lines in the sandy loam with a stick.
Nodes and links, the voice of some long-forgotten teaching assistant prompted, unbidden. The class, taken towards his math requirement, had been torture. But the TA had been hot.
Him and Kirsten and Maggie and Heath. Why the hell did he always have to make the simple things complicated?
The problem wasn't that he thought with his dick. That really would make things a lot simpler. Heath had boastfully confessed to him, early in rehearsals, that thinking with his dick was what always got him into trouble on a shoot. If he wanted to roger Miss 2002 Tasmanian Starfruit, he just propositioned her. The worst that could happen was, she'd slap his face. More often, he made a friend with benefits for the duration of filming. If she made the mistake of thinking there was going to be anything more to it than that, well, that wasn't his fault.
Jake's problem was that he thought with his heart, a much less suitable organ to press into service when the brain failed.
He had not known that it was possible to be dropped quite so hard, from a place so high, so quickly as Kirsten had dropped him. He should have known, at least, to keep his big mouth shut when talking to all the nice people from the magazines who wanted every detail about the cooing lovebirds. He should have noticed that he was cooing for two, while she was smiling tensely and changing the subject.
'Well you're not gay - and neither is he. So there's quite a lot of acting required. Why don't you go for it?' she'd said when he'd shown her the script. He'd thought there had been something brittle in her voice, but he'd assumed she was picking up on his tension. Or had he even thought about it at all? How long had he been oblivious to whatever it was she'd been trying to tell him?
Had she ever told him that she'd dated Heath before they met? He thought he would have remembered something like that. But he was completely surprised when Heath told him. "Not exactly dating," Heath had backpedalled. "We went to the mall a couple of times together."
"Yes," she'd told him over the phone, when he'd asked her about it, feeling like a schmuck for bringing it up. "We tried on perfume. At Saks. In Beverly Hills." Something in her voice told him not to press further.
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People Aren't That Simple! (Jake bi/cest angst)
Date: 2004-07-27 01:11 am (UTC)Jake Gyllenhaal 'terrified' about his upcoming gay love scenes
http://www.femalefirst.co.uk/celebrity/jake-gyllenhaal-gay.php
'Well you're not gay - and neither is he. So there's quite a lot of acting required. Why don't you go for it?' (Kirsten to Jake on BM script)
Celebrity Wonder: Kirsten Dunst Profile and Gossips
http://www.celebritywonder.com/html/kirstendunst.html
"She [Kirsten] and Heath Ledger have been spotted splashing out on perfume in a Beverly Hills department store in July 1st, 2002. The pair walked into Saks Fifth Avenue hand in hand before perusing the expensive scents on display. "
***
Sitting on a log at the edge of the set during a break in the shooting, Jake drew circles and lines in the sandy loam with a stick.
Nodes and links, the voice of some long-forgotten teaching assistant prompted, unbidden. The class, taken towards his math requirement, had been torture. But the TA had been hot.
Him and Kirsten and Maggie and Heath. Why the hell did he always have to make the simple things complicated?
The problem wasn't that he thought with his dick. That really would make things a lot simpler. Heath had boastfully confessed to him, early in rehearsals, that thinking with his dick was what always got him into trouble on a shoot. If he wanted to roger Miss 2002 Tasmanian Starfruit, he just propositioned her. The worst that could happen was, she'd slap his face. More often, he made a friend with benefits for the duration of filming. If she made the mistake of thinking there was going to be anything more to it than that, well, that wasn't his fault.
Jake's problem was that he thought with his heart, a much less suitable organ to press into service when the brain failed.
He had not known that it was possible to be dropped quite so hard, from a place so high, so quickly as Kirsten had dropped him. He should have known, at least, to keep his big mouth shut when talking to all the nice people from the magazines who wanted every detail about the cooing lovebirds. He should have noticed that he was cooing for two, while she was smiling tensely and changing the subject.
'Well you're not gay - and neither is he. So there's quite a lot of acting required. Why don't you go for it?' she'd said when he'd shown her the script. He'd thought there had been something brittle in her voice, but he'd assumed she was picking up on his tension. Or had he even thought about it at all? How long had he been oblivious to whatever it was she'd been trying to tell him?
Had she ever told him that she'd dated Heath before they met? He thought he would have remembered something like that. But he was completely surprised when Heath told him. "Not exactly dating," Heath had backpedalled. "We went to the mall a couple of times together."
"Yes," she'd told him over the phone, when he'd asked her about it, feeling like a schmuck for bringing it up. "We tried on perfume. At Saks. In Beverly Hills." Something in her voice told him not to press further.
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