#he's fun to write and so is jack

[quatregats]

Something I've been thinking about is how Patrick O'Brian manages so skillfully to write characters whose actions contradict their beliefs, which I think is honestly a big part of why his characters feel so real. Mostly with Stephen and Jack—e.g., and perhaps most notably, Stephen has notably leftist sympathies (honestly I have no idea how to characterize his politics in period terms) who nonetheless becomes very comfortable with his rise to the landed gentry, while Jack is a card-carrying Tory who much of the time sympathizes far more with working class sailors and farmers than with the upper classes—but I'm sure he does it to a lesser degree with some of his minor characters (James Dillon, while perhaps not precisely minor, comes to mind), and I love that he's able to do that, especially the way in which he embeds it in the narrative. We see how they're all unreliable narrators of themselves; we understand how they want to be seen and how that does and doesn't coincide with the reality, but most importantly, this isn't presented as something reprehensible, just as a part of their own humanity. They are not their expectations for themselves, but they don't need to be those expectations to be beloved.

#stephen is especially guilty of this and i think it's very interesting how he thinks of himself versus how he acts #which is probably an essay on its own #but i do think that this is another point he and jack make a fun foil on #(for jack this manifests much less explicitly but i think it's definitely still there) #i can't think of other characters atm besides james dillon #(who okay. his actions don't contradict his beliefs exactly but there is a weird and complex relationship between them) #though i do suspect that there are probably more #idk i've been thinking about this a lot because o'brianizing hornblower has brought to the forefront #how different those two authors treat internal/external narratives #patrick o'brian is kind of like yeah they don't really line up but that's okay that's just what it's like to be a person #while for hornblower and cs forester it's like the internal narrative is so unbelievably unreliable and negative #but the external narrative also seems to be resoundingly positive #(which is probably why. in my humble opinion having watched two episodes of it. the tv show is much more Fun) #writing hornblower in o'brian format is just like wow there is no weirdness going on did i write him wrong #but no it's hornblower he just sounds so much more normal without the 24/7 mental gymnastics #perce rambles #aubreyad

[sins0fthefather]

Cravings Run like Water.

Entry II- J.I.N

It felt like ages since he had tasted a proper meal.

The smell of autumn was cool on his tongue as the crunch of leaves pervaded the deafening sting of the air, a chill running up the spine of anyone less protected. A chill he could not feel, nor see, nor taste. It had been ages since he had felt just about anything.

Well, anything besides the ache in his stomach.

His hands reached out to hold against the bending of tree lines, grasping and trembling for anything that could guide him along. It had been dark for a long time. Far too long. His limbs croaked with each movement in an unfamiliar urgency, much like a piece of himself that didn’t truly belong to him. He didn’t know where his feet had taken him— he didn’t bother to ask. It mattered very little in the end where his hunger took him, it wasn’t as if he had a semblance of control over it after all. He let his body have it’s way with him, much as it tore him apart. The smell of flesh pierced through his senses, granting him the briefest sense of direction. The presence of civilization was more filling than the former option.

I will not starve.

It wasn’t a request or passing comment, it was a command of a highest order. A slave to the being hidden away behind his mask, he was at his core torn from his own senses of morality. The legs that carried him stalked forward with a slow trudge that could only be compared to the wariness of a wild animal. He could no longer tell if he was the predator or prey. He would sacrifice anything to rip his mind away from his body’s actions, away from the eradication of beauty that he was responsible for, yet the hunger only drew him further and further. His hands reached out against the ridges of bricks and the grooves of wood, each stepping stone letting him stalk behind the outer limits of the town his other half had dragged him to. The scent of blood unlike his own filled his senses, presenting itself to him like a full course tray picked to his tastes. Would his trembling hands grasp at the throat of a son? A daughter? A family? A sacrificial lamb? Much of it was up for debate, left to the devices of the him inside of him.

Without much thought— much resistance— he had felt his way through the panel of a nearby window. Cold. Much like himself. His body slumped against the floor with little effort, the muffled squeak underneath him failing to showcase just how overbearing his form had become. The scent was unbearable, teasing him further throughout the domain that did not belong to him. Each step into foreign territory was hesitant, feeling around for furniture and obstacles his eyes could no longer perceive. Before long he had slinked his way up the structure of a staircase, the carpet underneath his skin almost familiar. Yet, it wasn’t, and the shadow that encroached as he followed his senses made it clear. Every step was torture, a breathless please escaping the confines of his mind with each thump. Yet, his other half refused to listen, much like the unfeeling being it was.

The low creak of an unkempt door rang out so clearly to him as he pressed against the wooden structure, a sound so loud to his ears and only his. It was sharp. Foreboding. Similar to the shifting of grass underneath his heel when paired with the elements. Yet it was a sensation unnoticed, one that many would excuse for something lurking around the corner in a bad dream. This case would not be so simple. He crept further, further, feeling, sensing, smelling for any hint of what his body craved. It was only when his legs teetered against the surface of a bedpost did he realize his instincts had carried him there, watching as he had trembled.

He could hear breathing underneath him, steady in it’s slowness as the calm remained. From the scent, he could pick up the fact that it was a female. He had cursed himself every step of the way, but the crisp clarity of undeniable hunger prevailed against all other odds. He didn’t register how his body had leaned forward on it’s own, his hand sliding into a nearby pocket for the familiar edge of a sharpened scalpel. The image of what he was doing was unclear, until the soft hitching of uneasiness caught his attention.

He could not see it, but he felt it crawling against his skin. The figure underneath him had awoken, her stare piercing in the fear that overtook it. Fear of him— of what he had become.

“… J—.. Jack?”

The sound of her voice was quiet, yet oh so jarring. He felt his hands freeze under such a simple plea, second guessing himself. Did this person know him? Was he unknowingly targeting the livelihood of his own familiarity? His kin? Even then, he couldn’t escape the sinking feeling that followed him. He felt her fingers brush against him, searching for answers just as desperately as he was. It was only when her hands found his ID wrapped around his collar did his stomach sink further into himself.

Of course she didn’t know who he was. That would’ve been too easy. She was merely reading off of what was provided to her, fumbling for any sense of security within the darkness. A low rumble left him in response, a hand traveling up to raise the mask that had hidden his more horrific features. Even if he had prayed for another outcome throughout the entire journey, a beast’s hunger still belonged to the heart of one. The cold handle of his blade reminded him of the fact that he was, at the end of the day, a beast all the same. His voice came out pleading, begging— asking for forgiveness long in advance. Yet, no amount of forgiveness would sway his hunger.

“… I’m sorry.”

#hes so fun to write #desperation in a physical form asf #eyeless jack x reader #creepypasta #creepypasta headcanon #creepypasta headcanons #creepypasta x reader #creepypasta/you #character study #character intro #eyeless jack #ej

[hailsatanacab]

@the-witchhunter - this is incredibly disturbing, i love it. fair warning, i took it more in the direction of that oglaf comic (nsfw) where Vlad fully doesn't realise that this is a love shrine, this is a completely normal thing that you do for your arch enemy!

———

“Daniel! I can explain!”

“Oh… my… God...”

“Daniel, really, it’s not what it looks like!”

“Really?” Danny breathes, shocked and honestly kind of fighting down the urge to vomit. The thermos slips from his fingers and clatters to the ground, the sound echoing far too loudly in the enclosed space. “Because it looks like you have a shrine dedicated to my dad in your closet.”

“No, that’s not—it’s more complicated than that, Daniel. You wouldn’t understand.”

“I don’t think I want to understand.”

“Your father is a ridiculous man, Daniel. I hate his stupid face so much. Look at him!”

Vlad turns back to the actual shrine, with actual candles and actual flowers and actual photos of his dad with… Holy crap, did Vlad cut out Mom in each of the photos? What the fuck? 

Wait… Look, Danny tries not to look too closely at the weird things Vlad has hidden around his mansion dedicated to his mom, but he’s fairly sure that the pictures of her he’s cut out (in heart shapes—yeah, Danny’s definitely going to barf) are the ones Vlad’s put in his other weirdo closet shrine that Danny also wishes he’d never seen.

“Why don’t you just have one shrine? Why have—no, you know what, I don’t want to know. I think I’m just gonna leave.”

Yeah, that sounds like the best option. Danny takes a cautious step back, very ready to get back home, bleach his eyeballs and maybe never look at his mom and dad ever again. Or, at least, not until he has successfully blocked this from his mind forever.

He only gets one foot out the door when Vlad lashes out and grabs him. The day just keeps getting better and better, really, doesn’t it? Even as he twists and turns, he can’t get out of Vlad’s ironclad grip and he’s pulled even farther into the closet. 

Panic rises in his throat as Vlad shuts the door—what the fuck is happening? He doesn’t want to be dragged into Vlad’s creepy shrine to his dad, what the fuck? What the fuck!

“I loathe your father, Daniel, I hate him with the very core of my being. Look at him!” 

There’s no goddamn way in hell Danny is looking at any of the pictures, no thank you. He squeezes his eyes shut and wishes he were somewhere, anywhere else, when Vlad jerks his arm forward so he comes nose-to-nose with the largest framed portrait of his dad in the very centre of the table, smiling with his doctorate and a very unfortunate 80s mullet. Dear God, no.

“I hate his smug face! I hate his stupid fashion sense, you have no idea how much I detest that orange jumpsuit of his, how much I want to claw it off him and tear it to shreds! If I have to listen to him say another boneheaded, idiotic, ridiculous thing, I will—I’ll rip his throat out with my teeth! You don't know how long I spend here looking at him, imaging all the ways I'll have him grovelling at my feet. One day, Daniel, I'll have him one day...”

———

The sun was going down when Danny finally managed to escape and find solace in Sam and Tucker. He's not going home. Not yet.

“Danny, are you okay? We were so worried, we couldn’t get hold of you for hours! Where were you?”

“Sam, Tuck… Vlad, he…”

“Holy shit, Danny, you’re shaking, are you alright? What happened, what did he do?”

“I think… I think he wants to fuck my dad.”

#danny phantom #vlad masters #jack fenton #phan phic #hope you enjoy!! this was so fun i can totally see it happening haha #also i spent a solid three hours going through the oglaf archive to find those two comics so like... double procrastination #thanks! #does vlad want to fuck jack or is he just incredibly unhinged? #trick question it's both #this is the most harrowing torture vlad has ever put danny through btw #locking him in the weird shrine closet and forcing him to listen to everything he wants to do with his dad #lbr tho if vlad ever did get to fuck jack OR maddie it would ruin him #like he wouldn't know what to do with himself after that there's no coming back #he'd be a shell of a human being #ANYWAY hope you enjoyed it!! thank you for the prompt!! #my writing #cab writes

[arsenicflame]

it is so funny to be reading my izzy takes from last year where i was trying to be all moderate and shit and like 'i know hes done a lot wrong but that doesn't mean i cant like him :( ' in comparison to my more recent takes where ive babygirled the hell out of him. thats my princess. he is perfect in every way and i think he should stab stede again, as a treat :)

#izzy haters will hate you for liking izzy either way so why not have fun with it! #i can; of course be serious about my opinions with him! i have a lot of serious opinions about what hes done and what i want to see #but its way more fun for me most the time just! being silly with him!! im gonna give him stupid shirta. im gonna cradle him bridal style #im gonna joke about him pegging jack im gonna give him a super pretty and rich boyfriend who shows stede up tenfold (sam my beloved) #i think he should have done worse!!!!!!! #as i said the other day. im not his lawyer im writing his biased character letters #nyxtalks #ofmd #izzy hands #israel hands

[merakiui]

azul has that single dad on vacation vibe nailed to a T in that new card and i’m going insane. i will be his wifey so he never again has to be a single dad on vacation

He's literally this:

But it's okay because he makes it look so good. orz I will also be his wifey so that when he has his next vacation trip he won't be alone. <3 anything to make dilf Azul happy hehe!!! >:3c

#twisted chit chat #there's the most terrible itch to write summer smut fics for the cast of the event... #those summer outfits have me in a chokehold #i want to write a silly fic where ace and floyd have a competition to see who can rizz up the most people on their tropical vacation #but floyd takes it too far and it goes from a rizz competition to seeing how many people you can kiss/fuck in a day #and poor riddle doesn't want to lose because the loser has to drink whatever alcoholic beverage of the winner's choice #and everyone assumes riddle will lose so they're all planning to make him drink this huge margarita #that will definitely give him a horrible hangover so he tries to rizz you because you seem nice enough to reject him #but maybe you like his sincere awkwardness hehe #it's a very silly plotless idea but the cast swearing on 'whatever happens on this tropical vacation stays at the tropical vacation' #is a fun mindset that they all agree upon #maybe it's a fic where they celebrate after they've graduated so it's one final trip of silly antics before they all have to focus on life #omg maybe they're drinking and daring each other to do silly things and everyone (except for jack) is dogpiling on riddle with absurd dares #like 'i bet you can't get that person's number' or 'i bet you can't get them to fuck you' T_T leave riddle alone everyone!!!!! #i have too many ideas in my mind orz #i'll stop rambling before these tags become far too long ;;;;;

[absolutely-not-my-main-blog]

I sincerely think if Dennis Reynolds and Jeff Winger were to makeout, it would benefit them both immensely, in fact, it’d be good for their health

#jeff winger #dennis reynolds #wait wait okay they run into each other because Jeff’s a student and Dennis is out looking for his usual college girl type he’s so set on #but like they both come to the realization that’s not what they want anymore/never what they wanted or what will make them happy #because they see reflections of themselves in each other #and after having a wild whirlwind affair or one night stand they part ways each changed by the experience #and Dennis comes home and tells Mac how he feels #and Jeff tentatively accepts the dean’s invite to a dinner or something #text #anmmbposts #and also the next time the gang needs a lawyer Dennis is like I know a guy so they don’t have to use uncle jack anymore #and Jeff takes The Lawyer completely off guard and absolutely destroys him #and Charlie gets to excitedly talk with him about bird law to which Jeff either tells him hey greendale actually has a class on that #or hey you could teach a class on that at greendale #ignore me writing my silly crossover fanfic in the tags I’m at work and the thoughts are suddenly vibing #and they become like amicable sorta exes and if they ever meet each other’s friends do you think Mac and Shirley would bond over religion? #do you think Britta and Dee would get along? #I think Charlie might have fun playing games or building forts with troy and abed they could play night crawlers together #help me my mind keeps going

[ourflagmeansgayrights]

i dont ship stizzy but i cant deny the comedic potential in making their dynamic into something romantic. these two incredibly dramatic gay men hate each other on sight for no fucking reason and are incredibly petty no holds barred. izzy slashed up stede's shirt in a slutty way for no reason. stede called him iggy for no reason. and like this all happens before ed there's no reason for it they just fucking hate each other!!!

so anyway the dynamic here is obviously that they start hate fucking at some point and then fall in love on accident and obviously they're both SO MAD about it (shoutout to this post by @notebooks-and-laptops). but also once they realize their own feelings they also realize it's MUTUAL. minimal angst there imo i dont see angsty pining for stede and izzy sorry. they probably realize because stede stede calls izzy darling in bed one time and izzy moans to it really loud and then suddenly instead of hate fucking it's slow passionate and they're making love and right after that theyre both staring up at the ceiling like. fuck. fuck. i cannot believe im in love with this prick. this is the worst day of my life.

which leads to "i-love-you" chicken where neither of them say it. not because theyre afraid to but bc they don't want to lose. like they dont talk about it but it becomes clear that whoever admits that they genuinely care about the other first loses. lose what? idk their dignity. bragging rights. cannot stress enough how much this happens without them verbally communicating abt it they just KNOW and they know that the other one knows and they’re both trying so hard not to say it but also trying to get the other one to say it first

so they try to aggressively woo the other one with like over-the-top romantic gestures (gifts and acts of service or whatever idk i dont care enough abt this ship to think of examples). and whenever like stede is trying to woo izzy all he gets is izzy being like “fuck off bonnet” and a huge prick and vice versa for when izzy tries to woo stede (idk what either of them do to woo each other and i don’t care enough abt this ship to think of anything sorry). and the crew is like “i thought stede and izzy were past this silly squabbling”

and idk maybe this is steddyhands in which case the crew is asking ed “doesnt it bother you that theyre at each other’s throats again?” and ed (who’s been having the time of his life watching the two of them have incredibly passionate and romantic but also angry and competitive sex for weeks) is like. oh im sure they’ll work through this little spat in no time.

in my head izzy breaks first when stede gets severely wounded in a raid and while he’s unconscious and healing izzy is like “you piece of shit i love you so much you cant die now” and THAT’S when stede wakes up and is like “HA!!! YOU ADMITTED IT FIRST!!!!! I WIN!!!!!!!!!!” and he rips his stitches from laughing so hard and roach has to sew him up again before he bleeds out

#ofmd #our flag means death #our flag means gay #steddyhands #stizzy #izzy hands #stede bonnet #stede fucking bonnet #dizzy izzy #og #mine #txt #my fic #this is like the fic i would write if i didn’t dislike izzy so much #he is fun to think about. i have made a lot of posts about him. said a lot of words about him #however. i simply do not like him sorry. he is a fictional character and i laugh when bad things happen to him #because he’s not real. he’s an antagonist. i also laughed when bad things happened to jack and the badmintons yknow #anyway notebooks-and-laptops i hope u don’t mind me tagging u but ur post was so funny and like half the inspiration for this

[wackulart]

bring me that handsome hyperion man you got back there

also @hyperionshandsomejack rp blog :]

#i wanna write him and so I SHALL #head over if you wanna! #rules are already up and asks are open #but also it gave me an excuse to draw him again #JBDSKNDSKGDBN #i gotta draw others at some point but #hes so fun #handsome jack #borderlands #borderlands 2 #art #my art

[spacey-llama]

one more time

featuring the clip that made me obsessed with this man (its the one at the very end)

#jack ryder #the creeper #btaa #batman the audio adventures #hey fun fact the p in remington p cord stands for mickey so actually rip has been here the whole time- #mr dc told me himself #also sorry for putting so much of the beginning of s2 episode 1 in there but i think its peak jack ryder #they managed to cram everything i hope to achieve when writing him into 5 minutes and i commend them for that #anyways love the way he says the word jaundice #he says it like #✨jaundice✨

[milfygerard]

living in the inbetween hell where I dont hate or love ttpd enough to agree with anyone on the dash so im just sort of flinching whenever I see a post about it from any side

#barry.txt #taylor swift #im not disappointed bc i didnt have the highest expectations for ttpd #but im also not wowed #a lot of the songs are fun and interesting but the writing on most of these tracks structurally is hanging by a thread #a lot of the rhyme schemes are bizarre and awkward #in my least favorite taylor style where it feels like shes barely stringing them together into these sort of purple prose poems #where she really just wants to fit in words she likes to the detriment of the lyric itself #a lot of jacks production feels unfinished and unimpactful esp compared to waht we know he can do #it feels like a lot of interesting songs that only got like one or two drafts before getting recorded #and it just doesnt hook me #however i do like the songs other ppl hate #and i love that she gave a massive middle finger to the fandom even if its 100% not going to stick #and i love florence and a lot of the second album #i like i hate it here even if its weird and bad #i dont think its her most honest vulnerable or human album but it is her vent-iest like shes just letting it all out #idk #i hope she wraps up eras ant the TVs and then takes a looooong break and does intensive therapy and gets into TTRPGs and chills #anyway the black dog and the manuscript and clara bow best tracks. my final message #probably not bc j have so much to say but

[capnhanbers]

baby you KNOW i had to end this on a throuple snail ship moment!!! <33333333

(art for chapter 128)

#undertale #naya #sans #mettaton #undyne #alphys #toriel #em #sanaya #jack of all trades #snail shipping #my art #undertale fanfiction #sans x oc #undertale oc #this chapter was actually really fun to write lmao i know it took a while but writing funny dialogue is a thrill #also: LOVE drawing mettaton HOLY shit #it's been many years and oh my god he's so wonderful the spring arms the ball socket stomach i give him AAAAAAAA amazing #we had an epic lesbian moment #we had dweebass stan hector #yeah this was a fun chap

[doctorjackdaw]

Sorry to hear you’re going through it with bad in-laws, friend

I was wondering what the good doctors of The Institute like to do on coffee breaks? (And just how hot is the gossip tea?)

HAHAHA

there’s always different testing, routine work, lab shifts and meetings going on, so everyone’s busy at various points of the day… but i always kind of imagined there were break rooms throughout the facilities and anyone nearby can stop in for drinks or to use a microwave.

i can only imagine that occasionally it’s just jack and keats in the break room closest to the nursery laughing about the Antics, meanwhile ivan walks in for a Sit Down Break because they just finished a surgery in a different ward and they’re Drenched in blood

“… Hey, Ivan.”

“Shit. Did not see you.”

“No, it’s fine! That’s… not your blood, is it? Because if it is-“

“No. Someone else’s. Need to shower.”

Jack slowly let go of the breath he was holding, nodding.

“Do… You need any help-?”

Keats reached over and punched his arm, grinning.

“Wow, Kagawa.”

“I’m just offering! I’m pregnant, not useless. You didn’t even call me for your strike team.”

Ivan stood and strode across the room, standing before Jack and gripping his hand gently. With an unreadable expression, they swiped a ruby thumb over his knuckles.

“I do not need you to bathe me, as interesting as that sounds. Team is fine without you, and you need the rest.”

Jack flushed at the strange comment and the feeling of the blood on his fingers, completely fixated on Ivan’s ruined gloves before Keats’ giggled and snapped him out of it.

“R-right… Thank you, I - Sorry I suggested giving you a shower, I-“

“We will shower together some other time. До свидания.”

Ivan left the room as quietly as they had come, leaving Jack staring at his stained knuckles and Keats barely holding back a laugh.

“I think he likes you.”

“I think shut the fuck up.”

#jackdaw ocs #doc.jack #doc.keats #doc.ivan #doctors note #I HAD SO MUCH FUN WRITING THIS #jack is the S in S&M so he kinda likes seeing ivan covered in blood #😳

[jack-kellys]

there is something so intricate to me about ex high school bully jack kelly. because this boy’s life is based on who and what he’s surrounded by, he’s good at understanding the way a group of people works and likely very skilled at blending into whichever group he wants (he’s a survivalist..).

so depending on where jack grew up in a modern au and who he hung around with, their habits, and jack’s gauge of how he can best survive his situation, like….. it might be the meaner, rougher kids at school. and the things about friends is that they rub off on people.

jack is innately protective and loving of those he holds close. but he learns how to have that protective shell protect himself more too, and learns to harden it- learns that a shield can be a weapon, it can bash faces in if he wants. survival is strength, and it hurts, but he’s more alive than ever.

boy would rule a school. he would. fear and love would grow blurrier and blurrier and by the time he graduates he’s 18 and barely remembers who he used to be. and the road to mending himself would be so damn rewarding im just saying

#he is so. #maybe this is me just liking to write mean characters but UNDOING that is sooo fun. and kind of rare #jack kelly #newsies #fizz wants to write #fizz freaks #newsies aus

[bimboviolence]

These r fun as fuck I haven’t done one in ages but delighted in this lol SOME CONTEXT

#doodles #I enjoy the jack I drew for this sigh #also I said 24 cause I’ll be 24 in like a couple weeks #I enjoy writing my self insert to be different from me in like evil ways like I wouldn’t say I’m a possessive person irl but - #I’ve had fun writing them to be different from me in that respect. a little possessive as a TREAT #and becasue it’s appreciated cause jacks a freak so he’s actually into it #big jack horner #sorceress of hell

[catzy88]

i'm just saying, if this vgk vs. edm playoffs and the second draft pick beating the first draft pick doesn't revive the mceichel fandom (at least momentarily), we're beyond salvation 😭

#mceichel #hrpf #hockey rpf #i wish i had the time and energy to write at least the winner's room fic i was thinking about earlier #especially now that vgk (and jack) won #i've even thought about two different scenarios #one with a lot of dirty talk and almost hate sex #where jack finally gets to take all his frustrations of playing second fiddle all these years #out on the bane of his existence a.k.a. connor #but it ends with him realizing there's a fine line between love and hate #and another with connor having been in love with jack from the beginning #and while he's devastated he isn't going to win the cup this year either #he's also just so happy for jack #it could also be the same story from both of their povs #idk i'm probably never going to write anything anyway #but it's fun to throw these ideas out there #maybe i'll at least end up giving someone else inspiration 💖

[cagcd]

      Does Johnny have a favorite movie he's made?

      Well,   aside from Ninja Mime,   and his tendency for extravagance and to brag about every movie he was in,   Johnny personally,   and secretly,   prefers the movies that required authentic martial art styles and well choreographed fighting sequences,   some of those are :   Dragon Fist 1   &.   2,   Son of Dragon Fist,   Exiting the Dragon of Death,   7 Poisons,   Iron claw,   24 Karate Gold.   After all,   he was and still is a Martial artist before he is an actor,   and admittedly,   his first movies weren't a hit because of his acting,   he gained fame through showcasing his skills as a fighter.   Despite his poor performance in delivering lines when he began acting,   he was still highly requested in upcoming action movies because of what he could offer and the fact that he doesn't rely on stunt doubles to do the work,   it was all him and he makes a point of maintaining that work ethic to this day.   When he had gotten to love the profession,   [   provided that it was a combination of the two things he loved most,   cinema magic and action   ],   he took on acting lessons and starred in what some became award winning movies,   but the one that holds a special place for him is   sudden violence,   it was when he had began to truly enjoy acting,   the crew and cast were the amazing to work with,   he enjoyed the process through and though.   The movie got him the breakthrough he needed in his career   &.   his very first award,   he was still young and an entire horizon of possibilities had just opened for him,   he feels like he owes his success to that movie in particular.

Anonymous // get your free trivia here !

#anonymous #☆.⠀⠀⠀here's johnny⠀⠀⠀⎯⎯⎯⠀⠀⠀⠀(⠀answered !⠀) #// oh wonderful question nonny ! that was so fun to write ! #A little extra bonus for you he starred as a villain in the award winning movie ' HWAAAAA!! ' alongside someone called: chany jack #// BOY I SURE WONDER WHO THAT MIGHT BE #// here's my take on his movie tho #// they're good #// when it comes to fighting scenes they're actually good #// his first movies were undoubtedly bad bc he had zero acting talent #// but that's the thing about martial artists in movies #// they all started bad #// they're acting was so akward and forced #// but when it came to showing skills ? that what brought their fame #// johnny got better in time and took on more serious roles #// there's so much I can name like aquatic assault / cage match / every dog has its day #// but those differ in fighting styles where it's more streets based and common #// but man to think about his career ! he starred with some big names and the number of awards he has is ridiciouls #// i love himmm