Random Asks, From Theo Bennet / @instafilm: The Lyrics Are Simply Words There Is No Meaning Behind Them.

random  asks,  from  theo  bennet / @instafilm​:          the  lyrics  are  simply  words  —  there  is  no  meaning  behind  them.  there  shouldn't  be  any  meaning.  they  are  actors...  it's  common  to  say  things  you  don't  truly  mean.  so  then  why  does  he  struggle  to  say  his  next  line...  why,  when  he  looks  into  his  co-star's  eyes,  does  he  want  to  fall  into  them?  ❛  come  what  may,  ❜  theo  sings  slowly,  looking  almost  surprised  as  he  says  the  words...  surprised  that  there  may  be  some  truth  to  them  that  he  didn't  realize  until  now.  ❛  i  will  love  you  until  my  dying  day.  ❜

stepping  into  satine’s  six-inch  heels  was  less  of  an  acting  challenge  and  more  of  an  exercise  on  building  a  performance  on  personal  trauma.  you  still  believe  in  happy  endings,  and  I  know  better.  jordan  riley  is  in  a  good  place,  mentally,  emotionally,  physically,  financially      —      living  in  the  big  city  with  her  best  friend,  landing  a  once-in-a-lifetime  opportunity  to  star  in  a  show  that’s  already  got  broadway  buzz,  standing  opposite  one  of  the  bigger  names  on  stage  these  days.  but  all  the  healing  and  progressing  in  the  world  doesn’t  erase  the  past;      she’s  not  the  broken  teenage  girl  trying  to  find  her  voice  again  after  someone  stole  it  on  a  whim.  she’s  not  the  empty-inside  college  student  coming  to  terms  with  grief  on  a  sickening  scale  and  a  nightmare  that  won’t  leave  her  alone.  she’s  no  longer  a  shell  of  her  former  self,  hasn’t  been  for  years.  yet  she  remembers  exactly  how  all  of  those  pieces  feel.  and  so,  like  satine,  she  knows  better.  

and  like  satine,  she  knows  when  to  soften.  theo  takes  her  hands,  and  she  curls  her  fingers  against  his  own.  deep  brown  eyes  meet  piercing  blues  and  she  leans  into  the  disbelief  that  this  is  her  reality  now:      where  satine  is  opening  herself  up  to  love,  jordan  is  shedding  away  the  imposter  syndrome.  this  is  where  she’s  meant  to  be.  this  is  the  moment  she  had  dreamed  of  since  she  was  four  years  old,  watching  from  the  wings  as  local  actors  stepped  back  into  a  dance  at  a  school  gym  in  1950s  new  york  city,  completely  enamored  with  the  spectacle  in  front  of  her;  she’s  finally  home.

maybe  it’s  the  softness  of  his  touch  that  makes  her  so  comfortable,  or  the  fact  that  he’s  memorized  her  coffee  order  and  always  brings  it  with  him  on  those  bright-and-early  saturday  rehearsals,  or  the  fact  that  he  manages  to  be  both  ridiculously  handsome  and  sincerely  charming  and  humble      —      maybe  it’s  something  else  entirely  that  jordan  hasn’t  been  able  to  put  her  finger  on  yet,  and  maybe  it’s  all  of  the  above.  they’ve  rehearsed  this  number  so  many  times  she’s  lost  count,  which  makes  it  easy  for  her  to  spot  the  split-second  moment  where  he  seems  to  have  difficulty  expressing  the  most  memorable  declaration  of  love  since  tony  sang  through  the  streets  of  lower  manhattan  about  a  girl  named  maria.  all  she  can  think  of  is  god,  he’s  good      —      while  trying  not  to  dwell  on  how  the  soft  intensity  of  his  gaze  makes  her  stomach  flip,  or  that  the  touch  of  his  palm  to  her  cheek  makes  her  feel  flushed  in  a  way  stage  lights  never  could.

how  many  times  have  they  done  this  song?  this  blocking?  and  this  is  the  first  time  she’s  felt  her  breath  hitch  in  her  throat,  in  anticipation  for  a  kiss  she  knows  will  come  and  go.  forehead  presses  to  forehead  as  she  lets  him  guide  her  lips  to  his,  momentarily  lost  to  how  right  this  feels.  in  those  brief  seconds  there’s  no  director,  no  cast  and  crew  observing  from  the  wings,  no  stage  lights  boring  down  on  them.  for  jordan,  there’s  only  theo  bennet  and  a  fluttering  feeling  in  her  stomach  that  she  knows  all  too  well  as  they  kiss.

pulling  away  is  a  challenge  she  hadn’t  anticipated  when  the  song  began  less  than  two  minutes  ago;        she  wants  to  remain  in  that  embrace,  hands  gently  grasping  his  arms,  holding  him,  telling  him  this  is  okay,  this  is  good,  this  is  perfect.  the  script  has  other  ideas  and  she  best  stick  to  it.          ❛  suddenly  the  world  seems  such  a  perfect  place      —  ❜          has  she  spoken  truer  words?  if  she  has,  she  doesn’t  remember.  and  frankly,  it  doesn’t  matter      —      this  newfound  cluster  of  emotions  will  be  unpacked  later,  but  right  now,  she’s  leaning  in,  arms  wrapping  around  him,  head  finding  comfort  resting  against  his  chest  as  she  continues  to  sing.

                   storm  clouds  may  gather,  stars  may  collide                            but  I  love  you                                                     until  the  end  of  time

update: got to the circuit breaker puzzle in the chief’s office, stopped before grabbing the parking garage key card because I need a break. haven’t opened the item box yet and the only snafu I ran into is that I can’t discard weapons so I might have to revisit this and do handgun only (pain) until NEST.

playing most games: yeah I can unlock these achievements just by playing the game, logging the hours and vibing resident evil 2 remake:

gonna  be  on  soon,  feel  free  to  send  some  memes  ❤︎

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lads if i ever have to type “pin against the wall” ever again in this lifetime, it’ll be too soon, but i really hope you enjoy these!! if you think of more that you would like to be added, let me know! please do NOT add more in the reblogs, it is VERY likely that i can and will be making a second part to this list! now go drink some water and i hope y’all enjoy the memes!

[ KISS ]:     sender pins receiver against the wall and kisses them passionately.

[ ANGER ]:     sender pins receiver against the wall out of anger.

[ CHALLENGE ]:     in a motion designed to challenge the receiver’s authority, sender pins receiver against the wall.

[ TRAINING ]:     during a sparring match, sender ends up pinning the receiver against the wall.

[ HEAT ]:      while in the middle of a make-out session, sender pushes the receiver up against the wall, unwittingly heating things up even more.

[ SHIELD ]:     in order to protect them from physical harm caused by a third party, the sender shoves the receiver against the wall and shields them with their body.

[ COVER ]:     while hiding from persecutors, sender pushes the receiver against a wall and uses their body to hide the receiver’s face from view.

[ HIDE ]:     while on the run, the sender hastily grabs the receiver and pins them against a wall that’s hidden from public view to avoid being seen.

[ STOP ]:     in order to stop the receiver from walking away, the sender guides them back and pushes them against a wall.

[ FIGHT ]:     while in a physical fight, sender shoves the receiver against the wall in an effort to gain the upper hand.

[ RESTRAIN ]:     sender pushes the receiver back against the wall to stop them from physically fighting the sender.

[ STEADY ]:     sender gently catches and guides the emotionally distressed receiver against a wall in order to physically steady them.

[ CLOSER ]:     while pinning the receiver against the wall, sender glances down at their lips, suddenly aware of how close they are to one another…

tell  me  why  you  followed  my  blog  and  tell  me  what  made  you  stay. 

i always say “i’m just gonna play a casual hour or two of RE2″ and then i end up exploring every crevice of each section and collecting every item even though i always end up fucking around with the infinite ammo weapons anyway