#kj stop falling for your friends xD

[tinselkj]

A night in your arms, forever in my heart

Who: KJ Apa & Andy Biersack Where: KJ’s House When: September 3rd Notes: Andy comes over to talk about all the drama KJ has been in, only to talk about feelings. Mentions of Lili, Ro, Michael @hwfameandy

KJ: Reading over the text messages again, KJ was glad he had a friend like Andy when all things came down to it. He knew he was the one person who wouldnt judge him, or his inability to choose what he really wanted. Did he love his ex still? Of course he did. He was ready to ask her to marry him before the breakup, but he had to be realistic. Six months had passed without any contact besides the occasional hello when the situation was required. Now with Ronen and his pressuring to come out and just be with him..to make a choice. It was draining for the now redhead. Unsure of how much time actually went by, KJ heard the knock on his door causing Keo to start barking. "Oh stop it..its just Andy." The man stated, silencing the dog as he laid back down on his dog bed a few moments later. "Hey." KJ smiled once the door was open, moving aside to let his friend enter his home.

Andy:  Truthfully, Andy hates know KJ was going through a difficult situation like this. He knew what it was like, there was a reason that not many people knew about his previous relationship, the two of them did a pretty good job at keeping it a secret so it was safe to say that Andy knew how he felt in so many way and he just wanted to be there for him. He knew that having a shoulder can make all the difference in the world. He made sure he had his dog with him, the small Yorke cuddled in his arm as he made his way up to the others front door. Andy smiled when KJ opened the door. Daredevil starting to bark slightly when he heard his voice. Andy handed him the small dog as he walked into the house. “Sometimes I hate that he’s blind.” He laughed as he instantly made a b line to Kao, leaning down to pet him slightly. “Hi buddy!” He smiled and patted his head before standing up to face KJ. “You look like shit, man.”

KJ:  As the small dog started barking, the smile on KJs face grew wider, pulling the small dog close to his chest. "Well hello there little one." He spoke, scratching behind his ears as he followed Andy into his house-making sure to lock the door behind him. "Aww dont listen to him, little man. You're just lucky you dont have to see your owner's weird face." If there was one thing he liked about his friendship with Andy, it was the fact that they could insult each other all day long, and still know the other will always have his back. No matter the circumstances. "You would too if you had to deal with a grown man acting like a child. I know leading him on wasnt ok, but holy hell did he cause nothing but stress the past few nights."

Andy:  “My face is weird but at least my hair isn’t fake.” Laughed as he pulled his jacket off and tossed it on the back of the couch, his tattooed arms now fully exposed. He ruffled his own hair as he moved to take a seat. “You don’t need someone like that, K. If he’s gonna be a man than he needs to act like one and not get fuckin butt hurt when you lay out your situation.” He spoke as he looked to the other. “Come on, sit, tell me everything.” He added as he reached out to lightly tug on his arm. No matter what happened in his life, KJ was always the most important person in it, and he needed him more than the redhead would ever really understand.

KJ:   "Hey! Mine isnt by choice! Honestly I'm so scared I'll end up bald by the time I'm 40, and I really dont think I can pull that look off." Having to dye his hair three times a week, kj knew it was only a matter of time before his hair started to fall out from all of the chemicals. Once he was finished with Riverdale, he was never going to dye it red again. Watching as he took his jacket off, the man couldnt help but admire his ink, wishing he could get more himself. "I know I'm overreacting a bit right now about the situation since I had just as much involvement in this..but it really irritates me that he couldnt see how uncomfortable I was. If you want me to choose you..how am I supposed to when you cant even pick up on when I'm uncomfortable?" Sitting down next to him, KJ opted to lay his head in his friends lap, wanting someone to run their fingers through his hair as he spoke. "And if the first guy I've really slept with is willing to put that sort of ultimatum up..choosing him or lil..then do I even want to explore that side?" KJ was beyond annoyed at this point and his animated gestures emphasized that.

Andy:  “No, you’ll have hair for a very long time. Just gotta take care of it when you’re done with the show.” He was laughing softly through the words. He didn’t mind the actors original hair color, but there was something about the red that he really enjoyed seeing. When he laid his head on his lap, Andy moved to run fingers though KJs hair, slowly twirling strands around his finger as he looked down at him. “If you think you can have something with that side, don’t let one person ruin the whole thing for you.” He kept his town softly and relaxed. He could tell his friend was annoyed. “I promise you, we’re not all like him. Like I said to you, you need someone that’s going to understand where you’re coming from. No one should make you choose between them and Lili, not until they helped you truly discover who you are and what you want.”

KJ:  "Man I really hope so. It's not terribly damaged, but you can tell it's not as healthy as it should be." After the years of bleaching, the roots are a tad bit dry and no matter what I do to my hair, it hasnt fully gone away." Closing his eyes as Andy began to play with his hair, Keneti couldnt stop the small laugh that escaped his mouth at the thought of what he needed. "So basically what you're saying is I need you." He meant it as a joke, but the words held some volume to them. Andy had always been supportive, and if he wanted to explore this side of himself, he would want it to be with someone like Andy.

Andy:  “We can fix that, I fried my hair a long time ago, took a bit but I was able to get it fixed. Now I don’t mind it at all. And to be honest, I really love your hair.” He smiled softly when he saw KJ starting to close his eyes. He coughed a bit in surprise when he heard the words pass the other lips. He chuckled a bit of a nervous chuckle as he used his free hand to run his fingers through his own hair. “I- well.. I certainly wouldn’t be against it.” He whispered and his fingers were back in the others hairs, slowly sliding fingers through as many strands as he could.

KJ:  "I would greatly appreciate that." He smiled as he opened his eyes for a moment to look at the man. "You love it? Really? Well I suppose I can trust you seeing as you have really amazing style in general." Hearing how his statement caught him off guard, KJ laughed wholeheartedly "what happened to you not wearing your emotions on your sleeve? Because that's what you'd be doing. I'm such a hopeless romantic, that if anything happened between us, I would want that. I would need someone to pour my love into, and you've said you're not about that." If anything he was just messing around with him, but he did make a valid point.

Andy:  Andy nodded his eyes slowly, blue eyes locking on brown ones that looked back at him. “I do. I think you have very beautiful hair.” He smiled through his response. Those words that followed caused Andy to move slowly, sitting up just a bit more in his seat but made sure to keep the actors head in his lap. “Well.. you’re someone i trust, someone that’s never screwed me over. Wearing my emotions on my sleeve seems to be natural when it comes to you.” He shook his head when he spoke. He really wasn’t sure what the hell he was doing here, but he was going to run with it and see which way his own emotions took him, even if it meant he had that underlying fear of getting attached and coming out the loser. “You’re easy to talk to, your sense of humor keeps me going. I’d do it for you.”

KJ:  He was starting to cross a line that he didnt want to cross. Not with Andy. As the words I'd do it for you passed through his lips, KJ pulled away, turning towards his best friend as he tugged on his short locks. "I cant do this. I cant risk what happened with Ronen, happening with you. I know you would never pressure me to come out, and I know you wouldnt hold my past against me, but I cant ruin our friendship. You're the one person in my life that I can tell anything to. You're the one person I genuinely love, and I'm not going to let my confusion ruin anything between us. Not when you've been hurt as much as I have. I refuse to be just another person in a long list of people who let you down. You're different to me..you're special and I cant ruin that..I wont ruin that." He wasnt sure when he had taken Andy's hands into his own, but he finally noticed as his thumbs lazily stroked the back of his hands.

Andy:  Andy kept his eyes on KJ, it was like he couldn’t look away from him no matter how hard he tried. When he hand was taken, his heart was racing in his chest. He laced his fingers with his and squeezed his hand tightly. “This is Ronen? The guy you’re talking about is Ronen? That pissed me off a little because he was texting me earlier and coming onto me hardcore.” He spoke softly as he used his free hand to pull his phone from his pocket to show KJ the messages. “Keneti, listen to me. I’m not going to let anything come between us.. and if that means that I have to swallow my feelings for you then I will, because we both know I’m kinda crazy about you. But I won’t force you into anything. You’re the only one I trust not to hurt me again. I haven’t even told you about my last relationship because I don’t want you to see me weak, because I want to be the person you need me to be.”

KJ:  Looking at the man in pure confusion as he handed him his phone, KJ scrolled through the messages between the pair, growing more and more irritated by the moment. "I'm glad you showed me this. I cant believe how stupid I was to believe that he might wait around until I figured my shit out." Handing his phone back once he reached the end of the conversation, kj nodded his head, letting him know he was in fact listening to his every word. "You were my first crush when I realized I might like guys as well as girls. So that was a wild ride to try and figure out on my own because I couldn't really come to you and say 'hey..I have this massive crush on you, and I'm not sure what this means.' Andy..this is a two way street. You cant expect me to tell you everything when you wont tell me when something happens to you. Maybe I want to be there for you as well?"

Andy:  “Ronen is a player, and I would hate to see him hurt you.” He spoke as he stuffed his phone back into his pocket. There was a lot that Andy was going through and he was the kind of person that would help others with their issues before he would let anyone help him out. “I wish you would have come to me, I would have helped you figure it all out.” His tone was softly as he spoke. One hand holding onto his while the other made its way back into red locks. “I used to date Michael Clifford, he ghosted me for thirteen months, got himself a girlfriend, and had the audacity to tell me that he missed me.” He spoke out as he leaned his head back against the couch. This was the first time he was ever truly opening up about the other and it caused a small chuckle to pass his lips. “I even got into a fight with his girlfriend because apparently the way I treated him was not deserved, when all I did was tell him how bad he fucked me up.”

KJ:  "Yeah well, I dont see anything happening now that I saw that. I'm trying to work my feelings and emotions out, and if he cant wait just a few days while I get my feelings in order, then hes really not worth my time." It hurt knowing he so quickly went onto the next guy who showed him just a little attention, and yet still had the audacity to say he had a date planned. He was trying not to play with anyone's emotions, and he wasn't about to let someone do just that to him. Listening to what had happened with his ex, kj saw red. Anger slowly bubbling in the pit of his stomach as it sank in on what he did to Andy. "Fuck him. You deserve so much better and hes lucky I'm not going over there with a fucking baseball bat for hurting you like that." He knew he was over reacting, but he hated the idea of anyone hurting his best friend. "Its not your fault that he cant keep it in his pants and be a decent human being and tell you it's not going to work. I'm sorry Andy..." he wanted to protect him from anymore heartache, but he wasn't sure what else he could do.

Andy:  "Anyone who plays with your emotions doesn't deserve you, like I said to you earlier, you deserve to be treated like a king." Andy couldn't help but laugh at the way KJ acted and it was a genuine laugh, one that he hadn't let out in a long time. "Calm down there firecracker." He smirked as he moved slowly to lay down on the couch with the other, placing his body just behind the actors. He wrapped his arms around his waist and pulled him close to his chest. "I'm not thinking about him right now, and I don't want to think about him." His hand lifted for fingers to lightly run along the hair at the back of KJ's neck.

KJ:  Forcing himself to calm down as he moved Into a spooning position, KJ sighed in contentment as his back pressed against his strong chest. "Alright fine. But if he hurts you again, you're not going to be able to stop me." He wasn't sure how long they stayed there, or when he fell asleep in his best friends arms, but for once in a very long time, Keneti felt safe. He felt like he didn't have to prove anything or choose who he had to be..he could just be himself.

[fluffyllamas-23]

*Drops new OCs and runs*

I would apologize for this, but at this point I just have to accept it XD 

Shoutout to @taylor-tut and @emeraldthread for helping me with my characters

“Jenna, you’d better be dying,” Cassie says into the phone, eyes never leaving her notes.  

She’s been cramming for this stupid test for weeks now, and she’s panicked over it. She’s given her sister and friends strict instructions not to call her unless someone is bleeding or dying, and she’s slightly irritated she’s getting a phone call at all.

“I need a favor,” Jenna rasps, her voice sounding like she’s been screaming all night.

Cassie looks up in surprise, her pen falling onto the page, “shit, you sound awful, I didn’t actually mean that. Are you alright?”

“Children are germ factories.  Emma had this last week and I thought I had escaped it, but...ugh, it’s miserable,” she coughs.

Cassie winces, “so what’s this favor you need?”

“Em has soccer practice in like...an hour? Could you take her?”

“Jenna,” Cassie groans, “I have to study-”

“I know, I know, I just... James is still out of town, and I’m exhausted...and I could honestly use a nap.”

Cassie chews on her bottom lip, “how long is her practice?”

“Hour and a half.”

“Okay,” Cassie mutters begrudgingly. “I’ll be there in a few.”

“Thank you,” Jenna breathes, “wait, you don’t have to be here for like forty five minutes.”

“But you’re sick...do you still need to get all of her stuff together?”

“...Shit...yeah.  I knew I was forgetting something.”

“Dude, you never forget things.  Ever.  I hated you for it when we were kids.  Are you okay?”

“Uh...I might be running a fever...I don’t know...I just feel really out of it.”

“Damnnit,” she hisses, slamming her textbooks and notebooks shut, “yeah, I’m coming over.”

“Okay,” Jenna mumbles, “see you soon.”

When Cassie gets to her sister’s house, she walks through the door and then stops in her tracks when she sees what a mess it is.  The last time her house was this messy was three and a half years ago, when Emma was born. “Uh...Jen?”

“AUNTIE TASSIE!” Emma shrieks in excitement, running into the room.  She flings herself at Cassie, who catches her with ease and then wraps her up in a tight hug.

“Bug!” Cassie cries happily, burying her face in the three year old’s neck, “oh, how I’ve missed you.”

“Are you here to play with me?”

“Yeah! I’m going to take you to soccer, and then we’re going to go have dinner, and then I’m going to bring you back and we can play all night, how does that sound?”

“Good!”

“We’re going to have so much fun. Maybe we can make cookies, too.”

“YEAH!”

“Now, where’s your mommy?”

“Momma feels yutty,” Emma says, making a face, “she’s in her bed.”

“How about you play for a little bit so I can go see her?”

Cassie kisses her cheek and then sets her down before she goes in search of her sister.

“Jenna?” Cassie says, walking into her bedroom.  

“Oh, hey,” she croaks, blinking at her tiredly.

“Not feeling so great, huh?” She asks, climbing onto the bed next to her.

“No...I’ll be fine, though,” Jenna sighs, snuggling up to Cassie and resting her head on her shoulder.

Cassie presses a hand to her forehead, “mmm...you’re burning up.”

“I figured.”

“How long have you been sick? Because your house is a disaster.”

“A few days...I miss James.”

“I know you do...but hey, I’m here,” she says, brushing Jenna’s blonde hair out of her face.

“You have to study.”

“I know, but I can study tonight when you’re asleep.”

Jenna sniffles, “you’re sure?”

“Oh absolutely. I’ll help you with Emma, I’ll take her to dinner afterwards...I’ll give her a bath and put her to bed.  The whole nine yards.”

“That would be nice...do you know how hard it is running around after a three year old when you feel like death? Pretty damn hard. I really think this is how it ends, I think I’m actually dying.”

“Alright, drama queen.  Are you done whining, or should I pull up a chair?” Cassie smirks.

Jenna looks at up her, unamused, “well I’m glad that my misery is so amusing to you.  Love you, too.”

“What do you need? Have you had any medicine lately?”

“Uh...no.”

“You’re a nurse, and you haven’t taken any medicine?”

“Just because I understand the importance of it, doesn’t mean I’m gonna do it.”

“You’re hopeless. Medicine still in the same spot?”

“Mmhmm,” she mumbles, eyelids drooping.  

She manages to get Jenna drugged up and her temperature taken (101.2, not terrible, but not great, either).  

“Alright, I’m going to go get her stuff together-”

“Her bag is in the garage...she just needs some water...her water bottle is in the cabinet. Make sure you put it in the Cinderella one or she’ll lose it.”

“Cinderella water bottle.  Got it, I’ll do that, and then I’ll take her.”

“Oh, one more thing.”

“Yeah?”

“Her coach is hot, you should definitely bang him.”

“What the fuck, Jenna,” Cassie laughs, rolling her eyes.  “You’re married.”

“Yeah, I know, but I meant for you.”

“I’ve already resigned myself to being a crazy cat lady.”

“But-“

“-I’ve been single my entire life. I just honestly don’t think that it’s in the cards to get a boyfriend,” she says, sadness seeping into her tone, “but it’s fine. Just have more babies, I’ll be the cool aunt.”

Jenna goes into a coughing fit, and then lets out a croaky groan, “yeah, okay...James and I want another, by the way, so you might get your wish soon.”

Cassie grins, “hopefully the next one is a boy.”

“Mmm...James wants a boy, too...I don’t really care.”

Cassie grins, “alright, well I’m going to go. We’ll be back in a couple of hours. Get some rest, text me if you need anything.”

*

“Toach Tay Jay! Toach TAY JAY!” Emma squeals, running ahead of Cassie.  

She looks up to see Emma jump into the arms of a man who was so attractive, she had to take a literal, physical step back.

Who the hell actually looks like that?

When Cassie finally makes her way to her niece (and her super hot coach), she’s slightly out of breath, and she can feel butterflies in the pit of her stomach.

“Hiya, Emma!” He chirps happily, hugging her tightly before setting her down.  He looks up at Cassie, and inhales sharply once before standing up straighter, “hey...I’m uh...Keegan-KJ...you can call me either.  You must be her aunt...Jenna texted me she was sick and you’d be bringing her. Is she alright?”

She nods, the movement jerky as she tries to get herself under control, “yeah, she’ll be okay, she’s just not feeling well.  Um...I’m Cassie.”

“Uncle, Keegan,” a little girl about Emma’s age says, tugging on his shirt.

He crouches down to her level, “what’s up, Lex?”

“I’m hungry.”

He chuckles, “you’re hungry? You just ate on the way over here.”

“I know, but I’m hungry.”

“Your mom packed you a granola bar, it’s in your bag. Why don’t you and Emma go over there, and I’ll be with you guys in a second.”

Once the girls run off, Keegan turns his attention back to her, and her heart skips a beat.  

“Sorry.  Nice to meet you...you can just go sit on the bleacher with the parents...uh, not sure what your sister said but it’s about an hour and a half, and uh...yeah,” he says anxiously, shooting her a nervous smile while he rubs the back of his neck.

As Cassie watches the practice, she grows more and more (irrationally) agitated.  Who gave him the right to be so cute (and good with kids)? What was the fucking catch? Because there has to be something.  

He probably has a super hot girlfriend, because guys who look like that - jawline that could cut diamonds, high cheekbones and smile lines that are enough to make her melt...brown eyes the color of melted chocolate - aren’t single.

He’s fairly tall, (compared to her, at least), and is built eerily similar to Captain America - broad shoulders, muscled arms and back, slim waist - and Cassie realizes that Jenna wasn’t kidding.

He is hot.

He’s just...exactly her type, and her type always has a significant other.

She wants to think he’s an asshole if he’s not taken, because honestly, there’s no other explanation.

She tries to focus on her studying, but she finds herself staring at Keegan.  He meets her eyes often, and everytime he does, she looks away as her cheeks flush.

Get it together, Cassie, she thinks to herself, staring down at her notes in frustration. So what if he’s the hottest guy you’ve ever seen in your life...so WHAT? He’s just a person, and nothing is ever going to happen, so stop it.

Practice comes to an end, as do her stupid, self-loathing thoughts, and she looks up with a smile as the tiny blonde with uneven pigtails comes running at her.

“Hey, bug! Are ya hungry?”

“Yeah, can Lexie and toach Tay Jay come, too?”

“Uh...yeah, I...yeah, I guess I can ask.”

When Cassie makes no indication that she’s going to move, Emma pulls on her hand with both of her’s, “let’s GO, auntie.”  

She groans.  Now she has to talk to him?

“Hey, um...K-keegan?” She says, walking up to him.  He turns around, and when he sees her, a huge grin spreads across his face.  

“Cassie, right?”

“Yeah, uh...I’m taking Emma out to get some food, and she was wondering if you and Lexi would want to come?”

“Yeah, we’d love to.”

“I’m hungry!” Lexi squeaks from beside him.

“And Lexi is down, too, I guess,” he chuckles, putting a hand on top of the brunette’s head.  He looks down at her with a grin, “babe, you’re always hungry.”

Once they figure out where they’re going, and Cassie gets Emma all loaded up in the car, she dials Jenna’s number.  

“Hey,” she croaks weakly into the phone.

“Hey...how’re you doing?”

“Uh...I’ve beend better...really dond’t feel well...s’finde, though.”

“You sound worse.”

“Condgestiond is worse, but I feel about the sambe.”

“Did you get any sleep?”

“A little...I’mb mbostly just layi’gg ind bed watchi’gg mbovies.”

“Do you need anything?”

“Ndah...how was her practice?”

“It was fine.  I’m taking her to get some dinner, you want me to bring you home anything?”

“Ndo, I’mb ndot that hungry.”

“So, soup?”

Jenna sighs in exasperation, which turns into a nasty sounding coughing fit, “I guess.”

Cassie winces, “you sound really bad, Jen.”

“I’ll be finde.  I think I’mb goi’gg to go back to sleep.”

“Good plan.  We’ll be home in a little bit.”

“I’m pissed off at you,” Cassie snaps at Jenna later that night, pacing the floor at the foot of the bed with her hand on her hips. Emma has been asleep for half an hour, and Cassie has been obsessing over this ever since they left the restaurant.

“What? What did I do?” Jenna croaks, confusion lacing her voice.  

“You did this to me...you made me...have a crush on a stupid guy.”

Jenna grins, propping herself up on her elbows,  “I told you.”

“Why can’t he be an asshole,” Cassie whines.

“I’mb sorry...you wandt himb to be onde?”

“Yes, because it would make it easier when we don’t work out,” She groans, flopping down face first onto the bed. “His girlfriend is probably beautiful and nice and just...ugh.”

“Aww, dond’t be like that.  He’s single, I asked.”

“He’s what?!” She cries, looking up.  

“He’s...single? I dond’t understand what your problem is? Amb I mbissi’gg sombethi’gg?”

She groans, “he’s cute, and nice, and funny, and good with kids, and he’s studying to be a doctor...and now you’re telling me that he’s single? He’s too cute to be single.”

“Alright, but you’re single, and you’re the mbost gorgeous persond I’ve ever mbet.”

“Shut up,” she grumbles, going red.

“How was dinnder? Did you guys hit it off?”

“I don’t know...he’s really easy to talk to.”

Jenna grins tiredly, “Emmba loves himb.”

“I know, which makes it worse.”

“And you said I was drambatic.  Dond’t you have to go study?”

“...yes.”

“Good.  Go do that.  We’ll talk about this mbore whend I wake up, because as mbuch as I would love to condtindue this condversationd, I’mb exhausted.”

She groans, “yeah, okay.  Do you need anything before I leave?”

“Ndo,” she mumbles.

“I’ll be right downstairs if you need something.  Just text me or something.”

“I kndow that law school is stressful, but thank you so much for helpi’gg mbe with Emmba.”

“Don’t go getting all emotional on me,” Cassie teases gently when Jenna’s eyes start watering. “Of course I’m going to help you, I love you guys.  And how many times have you dropped everything to help me out? Just feel better, okay?”

Jenna nods, drifting to sleep.  

As much as Cassie wants to stop thinking about Keegan (things never work out with guys she likes), because she has to focus on studying for her test in the morning, she can’t help it. Her thoughts drift back to him every few minutes, making it impossible for her to focus.

And she knows she’s doomed.  

[sword-and-quill]

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@descarted said: If your story was a game, meetings with Booker would probably get this kind of extremely impressive turning point character (at least in the beginning of the story!).  I mean, the scenes are obviously very emotional, but, gosh, the scenes you picked really kind of earth you and make you.. pause and just listen. And his voice is just… extremely nice to listen to.  And although it’s kind of.. unobtrusive? There’s something very firm and dominant about him.

Maybe that’s the collected/strong front aspect you mentioned? You can tell there is CARE and EMOTION but he’s very controlled about showing it. ANYWAYS, god, it’s fun to imagine characters in action… I’D PUT MY LIFE IN YOUR HANDS BOOKER.. you seem like you know what you’re doing.

Yesssss, excellent, that’s the vibe I’m going for! I think he often acts as a fulcrum for shifts in perspective, while trying to use that rock-steady center to leverage himself into being a better person as well. Booker 100% has your back!

J/effrey Wright has a sense of gravitas about him when he’s being solemn, I really dig it. He’s one of my W/estworld faves because of that powerful emotion, stability, and subtlety all neatly twisted together.

Also, at the same time, I feel like disappointing him would make one feel SO BAD. Which I suppose is also a good thing to learn and overcome when it comes to understanding that sometimes your own concerns and worries and needs and demands will not always align with your friend’s or family’s…?

Ah geez, it probably would. He’d totally be able to pull off that line, too: “I’m not mad... -sighs and pulls off his glasses- I’m just disappointed” haha. But yeah, you’re absolutely right!! It is important to overcome that kind of thing when growing up and seeking independence, otherwise there’s a danger of just falling in line with whomever speaks persuasively or knows how to tweak that sensation of guilt!

ALSO. Tumblr will put everything from your tags and text into tags/search, so you might want to not spell out the actor’s /movie’s / show’s name because it WILL show up in the tag if you do!

THANK YOU. I’m gonna make sure all of my posts from now on have that fixed!

Hello, my name is Thein and I love manipulating people. HE’S SO SHADY MAN SO SHADY. I think I just recently watched some bits and pieces from the first movie and he played this really, fake guy who’d lie to the kids and their parents and act like he’s always been on their side (but actually wasn’t. Boy, I sure love to backstab people!) And although O/ldman’s hair in D/racula makes me cry, I can toootally see it. Like. How he comes off strong but manages to turn the situation around, making her apologise for being too defensive.  A L A R M. B E L L S. Very unsettling clips that give great insight into Thein’s behaviour and tactics.

xD Yes! Extremely shady! And that does indeed sound like the film from the first clip - that’s one of the first films I can remember seeing O/ldman in, actually. I used to like that movie a lot, actually, I think I rented it a bunch back when Blockbuster was an actual place, haha, but I digress.

A GOOD CLIP. A VERY GOOD CLIP. QUICK AND AGILE. A good fighting style. Also I kind of pretend she’s beating Thein up in it, so it gets even better. And… I know the third one is very emotional and serious, but the ‘taking food with her’ part made me laugh OKAY if you pretend it’s Mara….shoving pizza in her bag… Mara displaying her social skills at a college party or something. HEY BOOKER I BROUGHT PIZZA.

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See, I was taking this seriously up until those last few lines and now I can’t stop laughing. Mara, no, you can’t just steal a party feast and she’s just shoving it all in her purse like watch me, this baby can hold an x-large pepperoni pie if I fold it up

(Also, I’m glad you enjoyed it! I definitely imagine she’s beating up Thein in that one too. -high five-)