Life Is Strange fancast(new)
Already did a LIS fancast before, but since some of them were too old, I think it's time to do a new one
my other LIS fancasts
LIS BTS fancast
LIS 2 fancast
LIS TC Fancast
Thomasin McKenzie as Max Caulfield
Sophie Thatcher as Chloe Price
Kristine Froseth as Rachel Amber
Elle Fanning as Kate Marsh
Wyatt Oleff as Warren Graham
Reneé Rap as Victoria Chase
Austin Abrams as Nathan Prescott
Aaron Eckhart as William Price
Robin Wright as Joyce Price
Ving Rhames as Principal Raymond Wells
Yvette Nicole Brown as Michelle Grant
Douglas M. Griffin as Samuel Taylor
David Harbour as David Madsen
Norman Reedus as Frank Bowers
Bryan Cranston as Sean Prescott
Dewon Sawa as Mark Jefferson
Barbie Ferreira as Alyssa Anderson
Brianne Tju as Brooke Scott
Jacob Batalon as Daniel DeCosta
Ryan Potter as Evan Harris
Jenna Ortega as Stella Hill
Jolie Vanier as Dana Ward
Kelli Berglund as Juliet Watson
Ross Lynch as Luke Parker
Charlie Rowe as Justin Williams
Noah Centineo as Trevor Yard
Stefanie Scott as Taylor Christensen
Tiffany Espensen as Courtney Wagner
Mason Gooding as Hayden Jones
Justin Prentice as Zachary Riggs
Because of tumblr's new layout with the 30 picture limit, I cannot add more pictures, so here's the rest.
Dylan Minnette as Logan Robertson
Angourie Rice as Samantha Myers
Mischa Collins as Skip Matthews
Mark Hamill as Travis Keaton
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juro que queria ter alguma coisa legal pra falar aqui, mas não tenho nada :( tudo anda tão sem graça, ou talvez eu só seja uma rabugenta que não vê a graça na vida.
mudando totalmente de assunto, você tem algum personagem que representa a sua personalidade?
Ooolha o layout novo da gatah 💅 feel like a brand new person~
te entendo amg, tô bem assim, numa fase de se eu pudesse avançar na minha vida uns dez anos, eu faria kkkkkk sei que é horrível dizer isso, mas sei lá *bufa*
🤔 Hm, me identifico com a Anne de Anne With An E, porque eu gosto de olhar pras coisas da forma como ela olha (pra vc ver que ponto chegamos que nem isso tá dando pra fazer kkkkk), então acho que hj tô mais pra shizuku de sussurros do coração e medrosa igual Max caulfield de life is strange. mas não sei se vocês me relacionam com algum personagem?
E vc amg, tem algum?
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Fandom List
Categories :
Films
TV Shows
Games
*Italics = a character I will only write platonically
── Films
Little Women (2019)
Josephine "Jo" March / Margareth "Meg" March / Amy March / Theodore "Laurie" Laurence
Elizabeth "Beth" March (Sorry, hun.)
Harry Potter
Hermione Granger / Harry Potter / Ron Weasley / Ginny Weasley / Draco Malfoy / Fred & George Weasley
Luna Lovegood
Enola Holmes
Enola Holmes / Tewksbury
── TV Shows
Arcane (League of Legends)
Vi / Vi (younger, only fluff) / Jinx / Caitlyn Kiramman / Viktor / Jayce Talis / Mel Medarda / Viktor / Ekko
Jinx (younger) / Silco / Vander / Sevika
The Queen's Gambit
Elizabeth "Beth" Harmon / Benny Watts / Jolene
D. L. Townes / Harry Beltik / Alma Wheatley
Stranger Things
Eleven / Mike Wheeler / Will Byers / Max Mayfield / Steve Harrington / Nancy Wheeler / Robin Buckley
Lucas Sinclair / Dustin Henderson / Jonathan Byers / Jim Hopper / Joyce Byers
Sex Education
Maeve Wiley / Otis Milburn / Aimee Gibbs / Lily Iglehart / Jackson Marchetti
Ruby Matthews / Eric Effiong / Isaac Goodwin / Adam Groff / Ola / Rahim
I Am Not Okay With This
Sydney Novak / Stanley Barber / Dina
── Games
Life is Strange (+ : Before the Storm)
Max Caulfield / Chloe Price / Rachel Amber / Kate Marsh
Nathan Prescott / Warren Graham
Life is Strange 2
Sean Diaz / Lyla Park
Daniel Diaz / Chris Eriksen
The Last Of Us
Ellie Williams / Dina
Joel Miller
(This list might change, some characters might be missing/added...I "copied" @imaginesbymk for the layout ! Hope it doesn't bother you :))
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It’s Wednesday. Another peak at “Last Years Wishes” - current word count is 39,000 words. I’m tackling the Max part of post season 1 now, and getting back into the whole Michael under investigation. But first- here’s more communication failures and successes as these boys try and learn how to share space together.
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Alex watched as Michael skillfully backed the Airstream up to the side of the cabin with the outside water hose bib and electrical box. The sight of the silver gleam and well-worn metal peaking over the hewn porch railing sparked a certain enjoyment inside him, seeing something so intrinsically linked to Michael in his mind, nestled close to his home.
“I’ve got something to show you,” he offered, as Michael unhooked the trailer hitch, and strode confidently around to the truck cab parked next to Alex’s Explorer. “Might be a bit of a squeeze, but see if you think it will work.”
Excitedly, he started to push the coffee table out of the way, before a second strong pair of hands took over, easily lifting it with him.
“What the hell is that?”
“Kyle and I discovered it a few months ago, I guess bunker building is a popular pastime in Roswell.” Alex held the door open as a set of collapsible stairs cascaded down with the release of the latch. “Jim built it as some sort of detox room, I had my own ideas about how to use the space.”
Michael leaned past him, looking at the floor to ceiling set up of electronics and heavy data cables that snaked from the far corner of the room and disappeared into an open duct in the ceiling. The main focus was a command center of six screens, with an impressive executive chair facing them.
“There’s room for your drafting table, and the ship console. Once I have the security system wired in, you’ll be able to work securely on it without worrying about someone seeing anything you don’t want them to,” Alex continued enthusiastically. “Jim built this without a permit, nothing recorded on paper about it anywhere. And I did all the wiring myself.”
Michael listened to the explanation absently, turning around to see the full layout of the room. “This where you unravelled the massive government conspiracy on aliens?”
“Mostly. I have a secured terminal on base that I was able to run down some of my dad’s movements. But this is where I reconstructed cell phone data and narrowed down where his base of operations was.” Alex nodded to where a stack of hard drives were resting on the desk. “With what happened to Kyle, I consider that site compromised but with a few tweaks, we should be able to keep your artifacts safe here.”
“A bit late for that. I mean, what’s the point. I get to keep useless junk safe but not my people?” Michael had his back to Alex, missing the full body flinch. “Whatever. I can move my shit in here. It will at least make more room in the Airstream for me.”
His eagerness abruptly doused, he closed his mouth and let Michael climb the stairs back into the main room of the cabin. All he could do was stand out of the way while the various pieces of the ship and test tubes with milky white substance drifted past him directed by invisible hands.
There was, hidden in the air register vent, a piece of the incomplete console still waiting to be handed over to its rightful owner.
One day, when they weren’t carelessly tripping over each other’s emotional triggers, it would be the right time to present it to Michael. Perhaps it would be a day when he wasn’t immediately terrified Michael would leave angry.
Numbly Alex took a seat in front of his set up and hooked up the first drive from Caulfield to his hard drive. He pushed down the ever present feelings of inadequacy and started the process of searching for the proper decryption algorithm.
He was deep into comparing the data against the Four Square cipher and the evidence that it might be a Lorenzen cipher at play before he realized the unseen movers had finished filling the bunker with the alien wreckage. It was quiet, but there was a distinct smell of food in the air. Shaking out the numbness of sitting too long that seeped into his left leg, he followed his nose to the kitchen and stopped.
Michael was leaning against the countertop, his well-worn flannel shirt drawn against his shoulders and his hip bones diligently holding up a pair of soft-looking sweatpants. He was stirring a pot, glancing at the can label for guidance. At the sound of Alex’s cumbersome prosthetic foot, he turned with an unsure smile.
“Sorry for taking over the kitchen, breakfast wore off a while ago.”
Alex rubbed his hands over his computer screen-sore eyes, “Right, no. Don’t apologize. Do whatever you want here, okay?”
“You had some canned tomato and canned chili, so um, consider this a peace offering for earlier.” Michael turned back to the stove top, “We’re going to be in each other’s pockets in this charade and everything is too fucking hard as it is, I don’t want to be a dick to you on top of that.’”
“Me neither.” Alex watched the hypnotic stirring for a long moment. “I’m sorry too. I’m trying to be better and not like, go for your throat. Old habits, they’re hard to break.”
He dipped his head down, tension leaking from his stance at the offered truce, and looked over his shoulder, playfully. “Hey maybe this time we can finish a fight for once? Forced cohabitation could have its perks.”
“I’d rather not fight with you at all, Guerin.” Alex smiled weakly, watching a curl dip over his eye. He ached, wanting to step closer and mold himself against that strong looking back. The blind-sided rush of desire urged him to tuck the errant curl away, and press his mouth against the warm hollow of his neck.
Michael met his gaze for a moment, and smirked, seemingly reading the need on his face. “We got two modes, Alex, we fight or we fuck. Guess it’s long past time to find the third option.”
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