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#nah but i've been dying to gif this since i first watched the movie
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Oh lol let me try.
Okay so I tend to dye my hair alot of funky colors and I have red and black in at the moment.
I'm 5'8 with freckles and brown hair. I have hazel eyes and I'm an aries.
I usually just dress up in comfy clothes as in a hoodie and leggings buy o reach out and buy cute outfits that I like.
I like to draw and write in my down time. I also like to hang out with friends a lot.
I also like to read horror and draw horror sometimes. My favorite film genre is paranormal horror.
Okay that's the best I got cause I've never done this before 🥲
(Nah this looks just about right to me, I’ve got it from here lol!)
Match-Up #2
-I match you with Tomoyasu Chikazoku-
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-First meeting did not go well at all. You ran into him (literally) on the way to work/school/or wherever one morning and spilled your drink all over his chest. He stood there glaring at you but it’s not like you could see his eyes through the thick bangs covering them. That being said, you can feel his energy radiating off of him and his demeanor was nothing short of displeased with you. “Sorry” was all you had time to utter to him of course. He cursed you as he watched you run off to wherever it was you had to be at. In fact, you might’ve pissed him off so bad that he cursed you all the way until he got to work that morning. A couple of chance meetings with each other later and he never would’ve guessed he’d end up falling for you. 
-Dating him is really something else. He’s always trying to be the voice of reason even if you don’t particularly want to hear what he has to say. He puts his 2 cents into everything but that’s just the way he can be sometimes. For example, when you’re enjoying your peace dying your hair in the bathroom with maybe some music playing you hear him approaching. Next thing you know, here he is with his “You know dying your hair too much can damage it right? Why not simply leave it be for a little while longer. What’s this? Red and Black? Two colors that surely match now but what if you get tired of it afterwards? Might I suggest trying-” blah blah blah. You knows he means well but sometimes it’s be nice to hear him not inserting himself lol.
-That being said, it’s not like he doesn’t like you’re style. He actually likes it very much to be honest. He really likes everything about you. He likes your smile, that little twinkle in your hazel eyes when you talk about something you’re passionate about, he even likes the way you glare at him when he pisses you off about something. He’s taken toward buying you a few outfits as his love language. He’s been with you long enough now to observe what you prefer and he returns one day with another comfy hoodie and a pair of leggings to add to your already growing collection. He let’s you handle getting you’re own cuter outfits since he’s not too fashionable about what to get there. Another thing he likes about you is your height. You’re a little on the taller or maybe average side which he tends to prefer. He’s very tall himself so he doesn’t like having to bend to low to kiss his partner or to do other things...
-(But of course if you were shorter he’d make the exception in the name of love and whatnot).
-If you’ll let him, he’d love to look through your sketchbook or journal sometimes. He of course provides constructive criticism that you didn’t ask to hear, but I’m sure you can put up with it by now. If you ever need a proof-reader then you can always count on him. He’s meticulous in his own line of work so he won’t spare a single mistake when reviewing your stuff as well. 
-When you’re not out hanging with your friends, he’s prefer if you took time to spend with him as well. He’s not too clingy, and more of a recluse but sometimes he needs you as a man would. You can feel free to put on a horror movie if you want but just know he will not shut the fuck up while watching it. He’s like this with every movie you watch lol. He picks apart the acting, the plotline, and all the scenes. By the end of the movie you keep reminding yourself that you’ll never do this again but of course you give him another chance next week when its movie night. In hindsight, maybe you should settle for book reading together instead!
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Drive (2011) // The Batman (2022)
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wolferals · 4 years
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saturday, january 18th 11:22pm • Today was Monday, August 22nd and all I've seen since 8am were wannabe actors reading their stupid lines to us pretending they were fucking Johnny Depp himself. God I was so sick of it, but since I've been grounded my dad made me cast people for this movie he was going to direct. Why were you grounded, you may ask. Well let's say, we just moved to Madrid basically to the end of the world since I grew up in America all my life. Yeah, my first days of school didnt really turn out to be super great, my english teacher was super racist in my opinion. She kept making „jokes" about my country/ and at some point i just snapped and told her how she dared to be so fucking racist. My class agreed with me yet my teacher didnt and put me in detention first and then called my dad. So yeah, thats why he's making me do this.
Some might think, its not a punishment to cast people for a „super cool movie" but have u ever been in a all white room for 10 hours listening to the same sentences over and over, being read by the worst people ever? No, exactly.
Its been exactly 4 hours now, its been around 12 when we decided to take a short break to get some food. I walked around the building for a while, grabbed a iced coffee at the bar and then sat down on a couch in the foyer to immediately text my friends from back home about how horrible i was feeling.
I didnt even get to text 5 words until my dad came around the corner saying something like:"Y/n, lets go. The people wont cast themselves. I mean they'd love to but that's our job." He then laughed loudly and almost couldnt stop. One thing about my dad: He thinks he's hilarious but in my opinion he's a little too full of himself. No offense, i love him of course.
Therefore I walked back to the cruel looking white room and sat down on my chair sipping my iced coffee. „Alright, next up, we have a Joshua Hamilton reading for the part of Jamey." I rolled my eyes. Yet again another Jamey. Ive heard the line:"No way Daniel, are you insane?! Have you even thought about the fact that you could get fucking killed?" about 50 times today.
And to be honest, the only person i'd like to get killed right now would be myself.
„Hello, my name is Joshua Hamilton, I'm 22 years old and I'll be reading for the part of Jamey." The tall, skinny looking guy then spoke after *extremely happy looking* entered the room. Well no offense but super happy people make me puke.
He then read his lines, horribly. He was just too enthusiastic and grinning through the entire thing. It was supposed to be a mad Jamey yelling at his brother who was about to attack his ex girlfriend's killer.
Dad then told him, they will call him. But lets be honest here, obviously they wont. • Alright so another 4 hours passed and we had almost all important characters casted, except Jamey. The crew was getting impatient and we were all super tired. „Dad how many are left?" I then asked because I wanted nothing more than this to end. „26." he answered, sounding annoyed. So was I. „Jeez, for fucks sake." I exclaimed and leaned back in my chair. „Y/n, watch your language!" He scoffed and took a sip of his water before leaning back as well.
„Okay next off we have a Arón Piper. He is Spanish-German, which wouldnt quite match with the way we pictured Jamey. But lets get the guy, kay?" Evan, the producer spoke after reading some reviews.
„Mhm." my Dad hummed. He seemed extremely tired and messed up to be fair.
As I said, I was annoyed and super damn hungry but the second this guy walked in, all my senses were on and I couldnt help but stare at him. He was tall, had curly hair, an earring on his left ear, chocolate brown eyes and a smile that could kill. „Hola,, I'm Arón." My dad seemed to like him too because he sat up straight scanning him up and down. „How old are you Arón?" Lucy, the executive producer asked him, smiling as well. „I'm 23." The handsome guy answered calm and sent me his billion dollar smile.
fuck • I smiled back and for whatever fucking reason I just said:"You must be working out, am I right?" Everyone looked at me but I didnt care, I just looked him right in the eyes and saw him laugh. „Y/n what the hell?" My dad whispered sounding pissed yet confused. „Jamey is a fit dude, he goes to the gym 6 times a week. We have to consider the fact that the actor has to be healthy and all as well." I tried to get out of the weird situation but actually I was just wishing for him to take off his shirt to show us -okay, me- his amazing abs I bet he had. „Uhm to be honest, I just dance, thats it. But you could call that a work out since Ive been doing it since I was 7 years old."
The others seemed impressed too, so Lucy cockily said:"So if acting wouldnt work, youd become a professional dancer?" Arón laughed again and answered:"Yeah, probably. But i havent even read my lines yet."
The entire time he was acting his lines, I was just staring at his god like face, every emotion, every move, every little change in his body language was perfect. My dad looked like he was impressed too and he then, after Arón had finished, spoke:"Thank you, Arón. That was amazing!" He smiled happily and answered fully paying attention:"Oh gracias, it means so much coming from you!" He walked up to my dad to shake his hand and then took back his portfolio. „Honey what do you think? Should we put him in round 2?" I looked over to my dad, took a glance at Arón who was smiling cutely at me. „Nah."
Everyone gave me a confused look and in Arón´s eyes I could see pure fear.
„I think we should give him the part.“
My dad smiled, nodded at me and then spoke:“Alright, Arón Piper, congratulations.“
Arón walked over to me and stuck his hand out for me to shake it. I slowly took his hand and, okay that might sound weird, but it felt so damn good to touch him. God I sound like a creep. No but for real his hand was a lot bigger than mine and really warm compared to my -always cold- claws. „Gracias." he said quietly and stared directly into my eyes while smiling. I wanted to say something like:"Of course, you deserve it, you were amazing." but i just couldnt, i wasnt able to look anywhere but into his beautiful brown eyes.
My dad saw that and cleared his throat loudly. „Thank you again Arón, we will call you next week for further information. But for now, since Jamey is the main male protagonist and we will be filming most of the scenes with you, we'd like to invite you and the other main actors to a dinner party tomorrow night. We hope you're free and we would text you further dates later on today."
-„Yes I'm free, that'd be amazing! Thank you so much! See you tomorrow then, bye guys." He grabbed his jacket from off the floor and left the room smiling brightly.
-„We've got it! We found, first of all the perfect Jamey, and we finally have all the actors, people!" Lucy shouted and sighed relieved. „Alright then, lets celebrate!" My dad exclaimed happily and the others stood up after him. „I'll be right out, I'll go to the bathroom real quick." I informed the guys and just simply hit the bathroom next to the audition room. When i checked back to see if the room had been locked, I noticed that a portfolio book was left on the table. I grabbed it, opened it and and noticed it was Arón's.
Right, he grabbed it before, then shook our hands and put it down again. Then he walked out without it.
So I quickly locked the door and ran through the building, past my dad saying:"Be right back." I figured, Arón couldnt have gotten very far, so I sprinted down the stairs, out of the front door of the building and i looked around if I might spot him. I then saw a guy that looked like him walking down the street towards a silver car and i ran as fast as i could to reach him.
„Arón!" I yelled and stopped once I finally reached him. „Yeah?" he was about to get in the car but turned around. „You forgot that." I passed him his book and tried to catch my breath real quick. „Oh god, thank you! I totally forgot about that. Gracias." He took it smiling.
While I was trying to breath, he opened the car door and said:"Just a second." Me, still dying from all the running, I was now leaning against a wall. „You okay?" -„Huh? Yeah. Im.. good." I was kind of embarrassed at how unathletic i was. „U sure?" he came closer and looked actually quite concerned. „Ya dont worry. Uhm.. See you.. tomorrow..at the.. party?" i tried to play it off and stood straight again Arón smiled again and answered:"Of course. Cant wait!" He then walked back to the car and sent me another smile before getting in.
Damn, this guy.
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