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andy-mcclaine · 11 years
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Prove your strength in the most ancient and honorable way. A thumb war.
I'm psyched, I can practically taste the poptarts as we speak.
There are no more poptarts...
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andy-mcclaine · 11 years
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Are you thinking a thumb war, or is that just me?
In time, young grasshopper, in time.
Yes, I'll do it like later, for when you come over I can give it to you.
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"V? Seriously, dude? Just say virginity, man." Andy slides the helmet on, chuckling to himself. "We're not in middle school anymore, you can say virginity, you won't get in trouble. So, I can experience all of that in college, and if the time does come while I'm in high school, than so be it, I just don't want to be one of those people who are obsessed with their relationship and let it take over their whole lives."
"Uhm, nope, no guys, either. What would make you think that?" Andy wrapped his arms around Ethan's waist, holding tight as the bike roared alive, rumbling beneath him. His heart pounded in his chest. Had he let something slip? Who the fuck just comes and asks something like that anyways? It's not like he's some flamboyant queen for Christ's sake, if his dad can't tell he's gay, he's not even sure if he is anyways, than no one should unless he told them.
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andy-mcclaine · 11 years
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"Yeah, same, maybe a bowl of fries and brown gravy as well. I'm in the mood to stuff my face. Which isn't actually a mood I tend to get out of."
Climbs up onto the bike behind Ethan, "Uh, no, not really. I don't like anyone at the moment, never really have. I don't know. Dating is stupid anyways, especially in high school. It's all drama and someone always gets hurt. I'm just focusing on school right now. What about you, dude? Has anyone caught your eye yet?"
Skip, ugh, well I am due for a break if I do say so myself. Sure, man, that’d be rad. I’m really digging a bacon cheese burger and a chocolate thick shake right now.
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andy-mcclaine · 11 years
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That's half a foot. You're like a shrimp compared to me. Plus, you're super skinny and like tiny and such. I don't know.
I shall, I'll train you in the ways of sass.
Shit, I'm going to burn you a disc of their stuff.
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andy-mcclaine · 11 years
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The way we used to carry on Is stuck in my head like a terrible song Taken for a fool Yes I was, and I was a fool Following their rules Guess I was a very honest tool Taken for a fool Yes I was, because I was a fool
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andy-mcclaine · 11 years
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Shorter than me.
Sassy? I can be sassy. I think we'd all get along pretty well.
Seriously? It's a band, that sings songs based on Doctor Who, man.
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andy-mcclaine · 11 years
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Skip, ugh, well I am due for a break if I do say so myself. Sure, man, that'd be rad. I'm really digging a bacon cheese burger and a chocolate thick shake right now.
That’s be great. I really want to challenge myself. Oh, yeah, well, I like it. It’s school, I guess. Junior year is supposed to be the hardest, and the most important, but I don’t find it much different from tenth grade if I’m going to be honest.
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andy-mcclaine · 11 years
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Don't mock my slang, shorty.
I don't think I know her? You'll have to introduce me, we can have a whole Doctor Who marathon, then listen to some Chameleon Circuit.
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andy-mcclaine · 11 years
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Oh, man, you're a real rad chick. I have to say.
There aren't many in Beacon Hills, I fear. We need to show everyone the painful joys of BBC shows.
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andy-mcclaine · 11 years
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That's be great. I really want to challenge myself. Oh, yeah, well, I like it. It's school, I guess. Junior year is supposed to be the hardest, and the most important, but I don't find it much different from tenth grade if I'm going to be honest.
Andy takes a shuffle back, eyeing Ethan cautiously. “Uh, yeah, that’s rad, dude. I mean, you can keep up with me, and it’s good to have a running partner who pushes you to go harder and do your best.” Cocks an eyebrow, “I’ve lived here all my life, man, I told you that the other day?”
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andy-mcclaine · 11 years
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Oh, holy shit, seriously? You're an angel, honestly. Blueberry, please. They're my favorite, or, oh, I'd really like to try those new peanut butter ones.
I love Doctor Who. David and Christopher were my favorites, I liked Matt, but I'm excited for Capaldi.
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His finger nail bit into the calloused skin of his palms, letting himself be held by Allison, his eyes squeezed shut as Andy tried to keep the tears from falling, he heaved out a broken breath. "I don't know what I'm going to do. My dad, he'll kill me if he finds out. I can't just start liking guys, I can't just start dating a boy. I-I, I don't even know any gay guys besides Danny, and it's like, who's gonna like me? I'm pasty and a ginger and, and I watch too much Netflix and play too many video games and I have a Link costume. I can't like boys...I just-I can't..."
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andy-mcclaine · 11 years
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Is it good? Is it good!? Yes, it is very, very good. It's twisted and complex and interesting and sick and perfect, everything about it is perfect. That's it, I have to convert you, it's the only choice I have.
There are no more poptarts...
Oh, shit, oh, wait. There’s one left. In a ziploc bag, in the back of the pantry. One single poptart. Sweet Mother of God, this is like finding water in the desert.
I’ll have to survive off lays and biscoff cookies till mom gets back from the grocery store.
Anyone care to come over and join me in a little Breaking Bad marathon?
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andy-mcclaine · 11 years
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Andy takes a shuffle back, eyeing Ethan cautiously. "Uh, yeah, that's rad, dude. I mean, you can keep up with me, and it's good to have a running partner who pushes you to go harder and do your best." Cocks an eyebrow, "I've lived here all my life, man, I told you that the other day?"
Uh, yeah, okay, dude. I mean, sure. Look, I was wondering if maybe you’d like to run again, maybe tomorrow night. It’s supposed to be super nice out, and I know this great trail that goes through the nature preserve park. Perfect for training.
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