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"Harry… what did you do?" "What you made me do!”
It’s our duty to break the law. It’s how we make the world a better place.
Dane DeHaan & Daniel Radcliffe while filming Kill Your Darlings in New York [Mar 2012]
Feels Like the Very First Time - Faust x Chase
Faust sniffled and rubbed at his nose shrugging his shoulders “I’m not all that picky” he confessed and it was true, he rarely objected to whatever substance was being passed around, whatever form it came. “Except marijuana” he said, holding up a finger as he thought of it “The smell of it gets all the way into the fibers of my clothes and I absolutely hate that” he furthered, providing what he believed to be a fair explanation.
He folded his arms across his chest and narrowed his eyes slightly as he observed the boy in front of him “Would you like to borrow something?” he offered politely, Faust had a fairly unique sense of style but surely there would be something to accommodate Chase, perhaps a button up shirt with a slightly less garish pattern than his own might suffice.
"Ah. That's... be safe, and stuff, I guess. Wouldn't want you to like, overdose or mix stuff that shouldn't be mixed or...something." He kind of liked the guy, even if he was a little out there. He wouldn't want him to die or something. Not that he'd want anyone to die, but... still. "Fair enough." "Um, that might be nice, thanks." He nodded, offering a weak smile. Maybe it would be best if he borrowed something from the other. His outfits didn't really scream 'club attire'. "Maybe you should pick out what I borrow."
Screening || Lola&Chase
"No, sweetheart. You’re at Monarch now. There is no such thing as one type of person, you know? Everyone is different and that should be celebrated rather than shunned", she said softly, frowning slightly when he squeezed her side, unsure why he was suddenly giving her sympathy. "I don’t really know. Sometimes I think I’m happy. Sometimes I think I’ve just grown so good at pretending that I’ve fooled myself. I don’t know why I’m telling you this", she admitted, awkwardly rubbing the back of her neck. "You want me to come filming with you? That.. yeah, that sounds like fun".
"...oh. Uh. Cool." He nodded slowly, taking it in. He'd always been of the mind that there was a line between those that were considered to be normal and those that just weren't. He had always figured that he just wasn't right. Maybe he wasn't as wrong as he thought. "You're telling me because you probably, like, need to talk about it." He shrugged, offering a weak smile. "I think you'd like it, and stuff. It's pretty cool. It kinda takes a while sometimes, though... I'll bring you on a low-effort day."
"I am absolutely sure, I am a cheerleader so I know all about discipline and commitment. I’ll honestly work so hard, Chase."
"Oh, alright, cool. Uh, so yeah, I'm gonna need your contact info so I can, like, contact you. You know, for when filming and stuff starts."
Okay, sweetheart, calm down. I can throw on some pants and come over to your place right now to make you a huge stack of grilled cheese.
You're the only person I like. I will find you pants, let's go.
Won’t you get kind of lonely?
I dunno--I guess I might.
You miss me? .I kinda miss you too..no kinda. I mean I do miss you…Alright, I’ll come.
Oh, um---cool, cool. Do you, uh, still drink that vanilla thing you used to like?
Adventures || Landon+Chase
"My friend used to live here— he might still. I lost contact with him when he graduated but he was suppose to show me around. It’s cool that I still get to do that with someone who thinks we’re on ‘mutual favorite-ness’ " Landon laughed, "And you are so filmworthy. Cute as a button, I’d say— definitely something to put on camera. For inspirational purposes, of course.”
"That’s brilliant, you know.. Giant pugs. I don’t think my cat would like that much —me hanging around gross dogs for months. Maybe I’ll never get my inspiration back.. Who knows? I’ve never even done like, a full movie before so maybe that’s it. Maybe I’m trying to go to the premiere league when I’ve just started playing again.." Landon shrugged and turned off the camera, "Maybe I need to start smaller."
"Does your friend have a name? I might know him--ha, no, I don't know him. If your friend is a camera, I might know him." He hasn't really been big on people for a while. People generally didn't understand him or his passions, so what was the point of trying to interact with them? He blushed like crazy at his next words, and he couldn't look anywhere but his feet. "I--thanks. Um. I--thanks."
"Giant cats, maybe." He laughed, shrugging one shoulder. "You're gonna get your inspir--wait, you've never done a full-feat? That's a big part of the problem. You gotta work your way up to the full lengthers. My first few films were all under twenty minutes, and then they were at least forty, and so on, blah, blah. You know? What's the longest you've done?"
Dane DeHaan gets excited about grapes.
Dane DeHaan for L’Uomo Vogue Italy by Caitlin Cronenberg
A match made in some sort of messed up heaven.
So grilled cheese is the way to your heart then? I promise they’re that good! It’s one of the only things I can cook so I’ve mastered it. I can make you one next time we hang out, if you like.
I love grilled cheese, you don't understand. You're gonna have to make me like, three. I love them. Lola. I will cry. Don't play games about grilled cheese.
Isn’t it a natural thing for people to want people to like them?
I dunno. I just need people to like my films.
And I’ve been told I’m easy. Guess we’re a good combination.
If you did get sick, I promise I’d come and nurse you back to health. My grilled chesse sandwiches are so good that you’d insatantly feel better.
That's, like, teamwork or something, I think.
--grilled cheese sandwiches are one of my favorite foods, Lola. You can't joke about grilled cheese. Are your grilled cheese's really that good?
Adventures || Landon+Chase
"There’s multiple spots?! Okay, you’re officially one of my favorite people ever." Landon looked up at Chase for a second, grinning, before turning his attention back to following the crab, "Also you’re going to have to get over being in front of a camera. I’m definitely turning it on you again, so get prepared." He joked as he watched the crab disappear under the sand.
"Seriously? I was kidding. I’m not sure giant crabs would really get people’s attention.." Landon frowned, "See, this are the kind of stupid ideas I’ve been having for literally over a year now. I’m doomed. It’s official. I should put in my application at the nearest McDonald’s immediately."
"Of course there's multiple spots. I've lived here, uh, all my life--I know a few good spots, you know? But, I'm glad we're on, uh, mutual favorite...ness?" He blushed a little at the thought of being in front of a camera again. "Why? I'm not...filmworthy." It wasn't that he had some awful self-image--he just didn't see himself as someone that could be in front of a camera.
"That's the thing. Like, a good film doesn't have to be deep or meaningful or intelligent. It has to be good. It has to have a good story and good images and... you just have to be in love with it. Maybe you're not in love with giant crabs, but maybe you'll fall in love with giant pugs or something. It doesn't have to be meaningful, you know?"