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It’s been a minute, (both post wise and design wise) so decided to update the fam + a couple additions compared to last time
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stellaisinlove · 1 year
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Our Secret
Henry Cavill x Reader
Summary: After filming a movie with your coworker, Henry. The two of you have press work to do. Traveling around the world and answering questions from interviewers each day. It can get tiring but it can also lead to a new beginning.
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I have always been a fan of Henry Cavill. I admired him, not just for his good looks but for his remarkable talent in acting. So when I found out that I would be starring alongside him in an upcoming movie, I couldn't help but scream.
Our chemistry on set was undeniable, and our scenes together were electric.
When it came to press week, Henry and I found ourselves doing interviews with one another. Spending almost every day together. Neither of us getting annoyed with the other.
We got the usual questions and gave the usual answers.
"What was your favorite scene to film?"
"Tell people what they should most anticipate from this movie."
When it came to the interviewer asking me what I thought about Henry and what Henry thought about me. We gave a polite, generic answer before moving on to the next question.
During a particularly long press day, we took our seats in two director chairs with the poster of our movie behind us. We sat there making small talk before the Interviewer entered, being fashionably late.
Although it was just an interview, I still wanted to look my best. Wearing a dress that I found laying in my closet a couple of weeks ago before the press started. Although, I didn't think the dress was very special. Henry did, his eyes were on me like glue. He zoned out, staring at me not caring about what the unprofessional interviewer was asking.
As the interview went on, she asked me a question that I could suspect from a mile away. "What's the chemistry like on set for you two?"
I chuckled and shook my head, "It's easy to get distracted...I mean, have you seen Henry? It's hard not to have a crush on him." I laughed brushing it off. I knew more than half the girls watching this interview agreed with me.
Henry left his trance. Trying to put together what he just heard come out of my mouth. He blinked, nodding his head trying not to open his mouth and say something he shouldn't say in front of the camera.
"And you, Henry?" The interviewer asked.
Henry scoffed before giving a small smirk. His blue eyes trailed down my body. "Well...I, too, get distracted during scenes. The number of times I had to call 'line' because I was too busy admiring how she looked..." Henry smirked turning his head to look into my eyes. I looked right back at him.
Our eyes locked, and the interviewer's questions faded into the background. It was as if we were the only two people in the room. I felt my cheeks get warm as Henry's eyes trailed down to my lips, a soft smile stretched on my face. The tension between us was palpable.
"Well, that's all the questions I have. Thank you for coming." The camera switched off.
"Thank you!" Henry and I said in sync, jumping out of our seats and to the exit.
Out front was the black van with tinted windows, waiting to pick us up. Henry walked ahead of me. Opening the car door and letting me in first. I sat down with a sigh, laying back in my chair. Henry sitting beside me, buckling his seatbelt.
"Thank God today is over." I groaned before buckling my own.
Henry gave a soft laugh before looking out the window.
We were currently in London for press. Driving down the busy streets of traffic. Henry would occasionally point out places he'd been to when he was little. He suggested that when we had a day off he would show me the city. Saying he would take me to all the Michelin-star restaurants that I wanted to go to.
Once we were at the hotel we rushed to check into our rooms.. Both our managers gave us the best Suites the Hotel could offer and we were eager to see them. "You can leave your bags here, someone will bring them to you shortly." The concierge smiled.
Henry and I entered the elevator, clicking the button that said '20' on it. The elevator doors slid open and we stepped into the hallway, about to part ways but, I was stopped by Henry's voice.
"Y/N, Can I talk to you for a moment?" he asked, his eyes searching mine.
I nodded, feeling my nerves jump as my eyes connected with his. "Of course, what's up?"
Henry took a deep breath, "I can't keep acting like there's nothing there, Y/N... I have feelings for you, and I can't keep pushing that down and ignoring it..."
My heart skipped a beat. We both knew damn well there was something there, but neither of us knew how or when to bring it up, and thank God he did it before me. I had the largest smile on my face, Henry waits for my response.
"I've felt the same way for...such a long time." I whisper.
Henry took my hand in his, I looked down and noticed how perfectly my hand fits in his, it was smaller than his but not by a lot. His hands were warm and smoother than I thought. " I don't want to waste any more time pretending... I want to be with you."
I smiled, feeling warmth in my chest, "I want to be with you too. But, what about our jobs?"
"That doesn't matter." He said moving his hand up to cup my cheek. "It can be our secret..."
I leaned my head into his touch with a relaxed smile. His hand warming up my even warmer face.
"Ahem,"
The two of us snapped back to reality to see a bellboy with our bags. He handed them to us before rushing back to the elevator acting as if he didn't see anything.
We looked at each other awkwardly not knowing what to do next.
"I should go to my room now..."
Henry cleared his throat and gave a nod. "Right," I could see the pink stretching on his face.
I made it to my room and threw my bag onto the ground. Slipping off my shoes, I fall onto my bed and lay there for a moment, trying to recall what had just happened. When I finally realize what this meant I squeal, covering my face as I can feel my body full of butterflies.
I sit up in my bed and look out the window at the most incredible view. Maybe I should get out for a little bit, and see the city. Before I could even get up there was a knock at my door. I slip my shoes back on and look through the peephole to see Henry standing there.
I open the door and he's looking down at me with another smile of his.
"How about that restaurant?" He asked.
I didn't hesitate. I nodded my head and held out my hand, he placed his in mine without a second thought.
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dadaonice · 4 months
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Japanese poster for Batman Returns.
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frownyalfred · 2 years
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Interesting note for DC comic readers: the name Kal-El, by nature of its origin, will never be pronounced with a nasal, flat “a” (like “pal”)
Kal-El means “Voice of God” in Hebrew. The “a” is pronounced almost like the “a” in “all” or “call”
When combined with the “el” (“Kahhl-el”) it sounds more like one word than two. Kalel.
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celebpoint · 5 months
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gmzriver · 1 year
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Margot Robbie as Sharon Tate in “Once Upon A Time in Hollywood” icons. 
like if you save or use :)
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yuwigqi · 21 days
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Wait..
Tim played by Jay Lycurgo in Titans, being Black-Cantonese
Carrie being played by Navia Robinson in Gotham Knights, being Black
And Selina being played by Halle Berry in Catwoman, 2004, being Black
The Catwoman-Catlad-Catgirl trifecta all have Black incarnations.
Catwoman is 100% an anti-capitalist. Like, no debate. Carrie's parents were hippies. Tim literally abandoned being a billionaire to live in a mutual aid focused environment
They're all communists,
They're literally the Black Panthers.
I'm not even saying this as a shitpost or meme this like actually aligns perfectly. Holy fuck. DC needs to get someone to actually fucking write this. Does anyone know any Black communist sequential artists
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redhood414 · 12 days
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Headcannons actor Dick Grayson (friends to lovers)
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Dick Grayson
•When they first introduced you to each other there was immediately a click. After that you got pretty close friends and some might even call it best friends at this point
•When they're filming a scene there often bloopers when you and Dick are acting cause sometimes it's just so funny you can't keep a straight face with him near.
•Dick will notice when you're anxious or nervous for something and will reassure you immediately. "Hey, you got this alright? You'll rock it just like other times. Don't fret too much, go with the flow!"
•To greet you first it'll be just a formal handshake but later on it'll be more like hugs who are short but later on longer and maybe like a quick peck. "Hey there, beautiful. Ready to shine again on set?" He'll tease.
•When he sees you in certain outfits for the movie, for example if you're wearing a dress like for an old movie that's played in the middle ages, be sure he can't keep his eyes off you and he'll often mess up his script. "You're beautiful." "Grayson, that wasn't the script!" The director would yell then and everyone would laugh, accept you, cause you're blushing.
•When the first kiss scene needs to be filmed between you and him he'll do it like he would do it if it wasn't filmed. One hand on your waist and another playing with a lock of your hair as he leans in, finally pressing his lips against yours. The kiss is magical and it's obvious to you two that there's more to the friendship then letting it show.
•As the day would pass on and it's finally ended you're about to go home to get into your car when a hand on your wrist stops you. "Hey" You know exactly who it is. "You did pretty good today.." his voice isn't teasing anymore and he has a soft smile on his face and in his eyes...it shows a man who's in love. You look back at him and he smiles, his eyes going down from your eyes to your lips. You get the hint and blush. "...We could recreate the scene." You blurt out, taking him by surprise but grinning. "Can I..?" You nod. He leans in and kisses you while the rain is pouring and the streetlights lighting up the empty street in the dark.
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princemonday · 4 months
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okay is it just me or does this new medusa remind you of the other mother from coraline too? the smooth voice that almost draws you in. the promises. the perfectly put together outfits from another era. the kitchen scenes with their respective kid victims? even the way that scene is shot (percy over medusas shoulder/the bottom half of medusas face) is so similar idk i love it
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kermit-coded · 2 months
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once you've fucked the fire, all that's left to do is burn, baby
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akolnoix · 4 months
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old dc doodles... i definitely did that second one after watching The Batman 2022 and having "okay but what if it was cassandra cain" fantasies about it.
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iconsdare · 8 months
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bruna marquezine icons 🇧🇷
like if you save
daily reminder: BLUE BEETLE PREMIERE ON AUGUST 18TH
tradução pros br: BESOURO AZUL NOS CINEMAS DIA 17 (sim, antes da gringa) vamo que vamo porra
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akasaka · 8 days
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akariamai · 1 year
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Interview
Summary: You admit on live television your old childhood crush on Bruce Wayne.
Actress!Reader
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You waited for your name to be called up towards the stage; being invited to The Tawny Show permitted your nerves to spike. It wasn’t the first time you were interviewed, in fact you did them for years promoting the projects you’ve been a part of. However, there was something about being backstage of The Tawny Show only cemented the reality of your rise to stardom.
“Please give a warm welcome to surprise guest [Reader].” Tawny’s voice rang out and you mustered as much self-confidence as you could before elegantly walking towards her idol. Tawny gave you half a hug before taking a seat on her fluffy pink couch. “It’s so nice to see you. You were phenomenal in your new movie.”
Your cheeks flushed maroon, “Thank you for inviting me. I am overjoyed you loved the movie. The crew poured so much heart and dedication into the production.”
“And it shows, doesn’t it everyone?” Tawny Young turned to her audience, who agreed with the sentiment, “This production wasn’t your first appearance on the big screen, wasn’t it?”
You nodded, “I’ve been in the acting gig for several years now. Smaller roles and such. I’ve starred in several ads for multiple products and been in an assortment of movies and TV shows.”
She hummed in agreement, "You're extremely private when it comes to your background. I've heard rumors that you're a native Gothamite. Gotham Academy was the school you went to, correct? What was it like going to school with such prominent figures of Gotham’s high society?”
You mentioned briefly, “There’s not really much to say. I went to Gotham Academy on a scholarship and usually stayed by my lonesome.” Your peers were not the kindest bunch as you offered no connections to lift them from their current social status. You were raised in the Narrows, an immensely poor and dangerous neighborhood, and were lucky enough to win a scholarship from the Wayne Foundation.
Tawny laughed, “So modest. There must’ve been something from Gotham Academy that’s juicy enough to share. What about childhood crushes?” The room grew quiet as everyone was anticipating the next words out of our mouth.
You thought about the boy you once loved but never pursued. A boy who was too far from your reach and most definitely out of your league. He probably didn’t know you existed during your time at Gotham Academy. Your love for him became a secret only you knew. 
“I did have a minuscule crush on a boy.” You laughed remembering how lovestruck your younger self was. “But I’ve never spoken to him. I was very shy and he was always surrounded by our classmates so I never had the chance to get the chance to talk to him.”
Tawny gasped excitedly, leaning forward to catch the name of your once crush. “Who was it? I'm sure everyone is dying to know.” The uproar of cheers followed soon after from the live audience in the room.
You glance at them for a moment, pondering over the secret you've kept for so long, before redirecting your attention towards Tawny. You no longer felt the puppy love you once held for him but admitting your old crush will bring him unwanted attention. He was already in the limelight at such a young age, born into a rich family and such, but you didn’t want to place more attention onto him nor his family. “Um… I don’t know.”
“Was this lucky fellow Apollo?” Tawny asked, receiving cheers and whistles from the audience. Memories of Harvey Dent narrowly resurfaced as you sparsely had any interactions with the current man. He hung around Bruce Wayne a bunch, establishing her assumption that he and Bruce were friends, but never thought of him as anything more than his past accomplishments and the man he became due to his unfortunate accident. Unease sank into your body as you were aware that once Harvey’s name was mentioned, Bruce’s followed right after. Their names were intertwined with one another.
Tawny’s eyebrows scrunched together, lost in thought of who your younger self fancied, “The Prince of Gotham Bruce Wayne? Was he your crush?”
You hoped the blood rushing towards your face was masked by the color of your skin. Wished the topic of crushes was not brought up and left skeletons in the closet alone. There was a brief moment to lie but lying in the face of your fans was not a stance you would take. Your fans were everything to you. They cheered, others not so much, and pushed you to try your very best. Lying was not something you considered lightly. You could only nod before Tawny awed in astoundment and scant amusement.
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Dick Grayson mindlessly found The Tawny Show for a good while before he became obsessed with it. He loved Tawny Young and her surprise guests. It was enjoyable white noise as he focused on finishing the last of his homework. Currently Tawny was attempting to snuff out the childhood crush of her guest [Reader], who appeared to be slightly panicked about the entire affair. It wasn’t too obvious for the average person to notice, but being taught by the world’s greatest detective allowed him to observe efficiently.
Harvey Dent was the first name Tawny named drop. Dick never knew Dent before his accident, only the shadow of the man he once was. His school showcased old photos of the students who previously attended and there he learned of the peculiar friendship Harvey and Bruce once shared in their youth.
“The Prince of Gotham Bruce Wayne? Was he your crush?” Tawny asked and [Reader] flushed red before nodding hesitantly. The audience went wild at the thought of [Reader] previously harboring romantic feelings for billionaire Bruce Wayne. Tawny then tried to reel them back into silence to proceed with the interview but by then Dick’s mind began to race. He wondered if Bruce ever knew of the girl’s attraction towards him. The thought of a potential love story brewing in the haze of schoolwork and lunches. It really made the boy wonder.
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nattigrande · 11 months
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Rachel Zegler.
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love her so much. she can sing anything and i’ll listen to it. and the acting i mean look at it
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