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La La Land (2016) dir. Damien Chazelle
lupuhnsâ:
          đđ  đđđ  đđđđ  đđđđđđđ   !   His  suspicions  .  Plaguing him left and  right   ,   shifting old friends into potential somethings  .  Not enemies   .  Not Kitty   .   But there was something lacking  ,  perhaps a bridge that used to connect the two   ,  the wood having grown weak over the years  ,  breaking and ultimately leaving them on opposite ends of the river   .   â    Hard to say  .   I have so many useful talents   .    â   Despite the classic Remus response  ,  the voices in his head continued to scream the same thing    :   STAY CAUTIOUS   .   They were in a horrid area   ,   death more likely than not   ,   the thrill acting as a drug for the adrenaline addict   .    â   Directionâs apparently not one of them   .   Didnât think Iâd wandered into The Strange Ones   ,   but letâs be honest here           these bars all look the same   .    â   He remained in place  ,  expression  casual  ,   yet ultimately unreadable as a womanâs screams echoed in the background    .   Apparently her boyfriend had just been knocked out  .   â   Or maybe youâre the one whoâs confused   .    â
              there was a familiar feeling of regret in kitty ,  which she half ignored with practiced ease  ---  the half that wallowed in it just as she had her anger looked away from him too take  a pull of her own drink.  she probably should have seen remus and ignored him;  though it was nice to know his manner of speaking never really changed.  nice to see her prediction of his clever response hadnât been so far off base.  kitty crossed her arms again ,  with a tightened hold ,  and glanced back at him.  â do you?  â  she asked ,  her smile turned amused.  she didnât quite feel amused ,  but she didnât think heâd care.  â have a lot of talents, I mean.  talents Iâd find useful enough to bribe you for? â  if she was out of practice talking to him ,  she was glad it was in an environment  she could drown out. it was easy to pay the fight behind remus no mind ,  and keep her gaze fixed on him.   â this is so clearly not the strange ones ,  â  she deadpanned.  â but if youâre familiar with it ,  surely you get why I donât always choose to shit where I eat.  â
lupuhnsâ:
            đđđđđđ  đđđđđđ  đđđđđđđđđđ  đđđ  đđđđ   ,   fists flying about   ,   jaws crunching beneath impact    ;   women scattered about  ,  rushing past the blond who remained indifferently seated at the bar   .   Blue eyes normally bright with specs of green were now shrouded in black  ,   undeniably empty as they lifted toward Anthony   .   â  How much I owe you   ?    â    The larger than life bartender   ,   scars hidden beneath countless tattoos   ,   waved him off as he headed toward the fight   ,  mumbling something about someone already having paid for him   .    â   Howâs that    ?    â   His question ultimately went unanswered as he looked around  ,  his steady gaze soon falling on a familiar face on the other side of the bar   .   â  Jesus fucking     . . .    â   Lazily standing up   ,   the stool wobbling as a result  ,   he moved with determination   ,   avoiding the fight that had somehow gotten bigger   .    â   You need something   ,   or are you feeling charitable tonight   ?    â
          kitty felt a momentary ,  fire - hot flash of anger  ---  irrational ,  sure but entirely valid to her in that moment.  this ,  among other things ,  was why she always felt so out of sorts when around most of the people sheâd known back at school.  nothing could ever just be what it was; not when it seemed most of them ,  back then ,  thrived on their clever turns of phrases that she didnât have the patience for. she hadnât seen remus around in some time ,  but she supposed it was still her own fault for not expecting him to find something suspect in her smallest kindness.  her cheeks her probably flaring , but she turned a tight - lipped smile on the man ,  arms crossed over her chest as she tilted her head towards him in the barest greeting.  â what do you think I could need from you, remus? â  she asked ,  wondering if heâd have some smart retort for that ,  too.  â I just felt like doing something for an old friend.  thatâs hardly charity.  â
âĄâ⎠AMANDA SEYFRIED â 29 & she/her âĄ: have you seen KITTY ABBOTT ? SHE is a BARTENDER/STUDENT whoâs apparently also NEUTRAL. When you see them walking around, be careful, because while they can be EMPATHETIC and INSOUCIANT, I heard they can also be pretty FLIGHTY and ADRIFT.  ( zoe & 20 & she/her & cst )
here is kitty, my favorite hot mess. feel free to check out her pinterest, playlist, or stats page! her bio is her intro but without bullet points and the helpful separation of past/post hogwarts!! so iâm not linking that. also heed that as a warning that this intro is like ... unnecessarily long whoops alskdhfg
#relatable
Sheâs sensitive, too. Takes to hurt the way water takes to paper.
Junot Diaz, This is How You Lose Her (via nuevayor)
âSinging is a way of releasing an emotion that you sometimes canât portray when youâre acting. And music moves your soul, so music is the source of the most intense emotions you can feelâ.
Perfectionism is very addictive because it is very seductive. Itâs so great to think âThereâs a way I can do things where I can never be held in judgment by other people, that I can totally escape criticism.â But it doesnât work.
Brené Brown, The Power of Vulnerability (via fyp-psychology)