#not the bloopers finally making me finish this

[repmet]

Take my hand Take my whole life, too

#red white and royal blue #alex claremont diaz #henry fox mountchristen windsor #taylor zakhar perez #nicholas galitzine #rwrbedit #rwrb movie #firstprince #not the bloopers finally making me finish this #also shoutout to everyone successfully colouring the paris scene #wtf kind of filter is that #why were they like this sex scene going to be yellow as hell #anyway don't mind me #i'm just a simple ace with a kink for the tender intimacy of holding hands

[aurumacadicus]

This is more AA than MCU but I can't imagine AA Tony doing this lmao.

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"Mr. Stark," Peter said, looking up from his phone.

"I'm not doing another TikTok," Tony answered immediately, not looking up from his tablet.

Peter scoffed, as if he wasn't going to suggest just that. "I was just going to ask if you ever wondered what Captain America sees when he looks at you."

Tony lifted his head, preemptively exhausted. "His name is Steve."

"It feels illegal to call him that," Peter said defensively. "Do you know how many times I've had to watch his school specials? 'So. You got detention.'"

Tony turned to look over the couch at him. "Would it make you feel better if I told you that it took him six takes because the first five, he followed it up with 'you fucked up' instead of 'you messed up?'"

"Yes," Peter answered. He began tapping frantically at his phone. Probably trying not to look suspicious as he asked JARVIS for access to the blooper reels. "You didn't answer my question."

Tony sighed, closing his eyes, then turned to look at him again. "I know what Steve sees when he looks at me. I'm out of the bathroom and ready for work by the time he gets back from his runs."

Peter blinked back at him, probably going for innocent and failing, because Tony knew him. "No, I mean how you look from his height. You're five-seven--"

"Five foot eight," Tony cut in. "And Steve's six feet tall. It's not like he's a giant and I'm an oompa loompa."

"Steve's six-foot-three," Peter told him gently.

"Steve is not two thirds of a foot taller than me," Tony sputtered, offended. He was a perfectly respectable five-eight and Steve was a frustrating six-foot brick. He was not three inches taller than that. Tony would not allow it.

"He is," Peter assured him, with that same gentle tone. "JARVIS?"

Tony whipped his head around to glare at one of JARVIS's cameras. There was a long pause, as if he was considering his answer. Finally, though, he replied, "From current measurements, Mr. Parker seems correct in his assertions."

"Not if I take him out at the knees," Tony hissed.

Peter stared at him for a very long time, looking unsure of whether he wanted to continue the conversation. Finally, though, he rallied. "I think we should see what Steve sees."

"My beautiful face," Tony answered sternly, looking back down at his tablet. He poked at some measurements for the engine he was designing for a moment, then turned to scowl at him. "And how do you suggest we do that?"

Peter finally hopped off his stool and walked over to the nearest wall, crawling up so he could fix his phone to it at the proper height with some webbing. He tapped at the camera for a moment, then hopped back down onto the ground and waved up at it. "Ta-da! This should be about the height of Steve's eyes."

Reluctantly, Tony set his tablet aside and got up off the couch. He already didn't like what he was seeing in the camera from a distance.

"Why is there a camera on the wall?" Natasha asked, stepping out of the elevator. She began moving toward the kitchen, circling the camera's main view.

"We're checking to see what we look like to Steve," Peter offered.

Tony grimaced as he looked up into the camera. "Oh my god. Natasha, come here."

"No," Natasha answered. "I'm hungry."

"I look like I should be," Tony began, covering his mouth in horror as he moved from side to side. "Oh my god." He turned back to the camera and lifted his hands up like he would to wrap them around the back of Steve's neck. "I look like I should be saying 'up,'" he finished tearfully.

Natasha appeared beside him a second later, looking horrified in the camera's reflection. "This is what he sees when he looks at me?"

"You're even smaller than I am, what the fu--" Tony covered his mouth again, dropping his gaze down to his feet so he couldn't see the video anymore. He tipped his head up to look through his lashes, unable to help wondering what that looked like to Steve, and let out a howl of dismay. No wonder Steve always teased him about pouting when he was in a sulk or mad.

Natasha took a step closer and looked like she instantly regretted it. She pulled a knife. It didn't look threatening, even to her, and she knew she'd follow through on a stab. "Oh," she said, and then her hands flew to her head, turning away from the camera. "Oh my god Tony."

"This is the worst thing that's ever happened to me," Tony whispered, reaching up to grab the phone down.

"Thor's taller," Natasha choked out.

Tony froze, hand halfway toward the phone, then let out a scream and crumpled to the ground as if he'd been shot.

Peter grabbed his phone while Tony and Natasha were recovering and bolted for the elevator. He didn't want them blaming him for this revelation. He passed Steve, Thor, and Clint as he was rushing out of the lobby and managed a short but sincere, "I'm sorry for what's about to happen to you."

"What?" Steve called after him, aghast, but Peter didn't turn.

#ideas #stony #avengers shenanigans #team as family

[holylulusworld]

Taped on video - Kinktober 30

Summary: You end up crowded by three men...

Pairing: J3 (Jensen, Jared, Jeff) x fem!Reader

Idea by: @moosekateer13

A/N: This is pure fiction. For the sake of this story all three a single.

Warnings: dom J3/sub reader, breeding bench, dirty talk, slut-shaming, unprotected sex, smut, oral (male rec), double penetration (oral/vaginal), voyeurism, cum play, sex tapes, a hint of dub-con, mentions of anal sex (nothing happens), taking turns, implied extortion/extortion, a hint of Dark J3

Kinktober vs Flufftober 2023

“Guys,“ you crack your neck. “I know you are excited and giddy like schoolboys because you can work together on the show, but please, give me a break.”

Jeffrey cocks a brow at your comment. He was falling out of his role once again, and you had to yell cut once again. “What’s the matter, doll?” He drawls, flashing you an irresistible smirk. You assume Jeffrey is used to being in control, but you won’t have it.

“I’m not your doll,” you snap at the actor. If you don’t set boundaries right away, they will walk all over you in no time. “You ruined the scene for the fourth time. We all love bloopers and gag reels, but we need to get this scene done. All of us want to go home before dusk.”

“We are on in, sweetheart,” Jensen makes you the Dean. He grins and winks at you. “Let me handle them. They are a bunch of schoolboys.”

“Fine. We are going to make another break. Fifteen minutes. Calm down and relax,” you glare in Jared’s direction. You don’t need him to pull another prank on you or one of the crew members.”

“Action!” You call out, hoping the three will finally get their shit together so you can finish the scene. It’s getting late and you’ve got a date with your bathtub, your vibrator, and a glass of wine.

You watch Jensen and Jared fall into their roles. They run toward the Impala, fighting their way through monsters. The scene unfolds and you pray, they won’t fall out of their roles again.

“DEAN!”

“Sammy!”

“Doll!” Jeffrey snickers as you angrily fling your phone across the set. You huff and get out of your chair.

“What is wrong with you today? We are all tired and want to get out of here. Guys, it’s the night before Halloween and I want to get some rest before I attend the annual Halloween party tomorrow.”

“We are trying, doll,” Jeff smirks darkly, looking more like his alter ego Negan than himself. He licks his lips, eyes trained on your chest. “What can I say? We are distracted by your beauty, boss.”

You shudder at the roughness of his voice. He looks like a predator spying on his prey. Hazel eyes follow your every step as you get out of your chair once again.

“Everyone, we call it a day. It’s getting too late. The light is wrong,” you look at your crew. “Go home and enjoy your evening. We come back to the scene the day after tomorrow.”

“Are you sure?” One of the cameramen asks. “We can try to get it done today. No problem.”

“The scene is almost finished.” Rubbing your temple, you sigh. If only these guys didn’t mess with you today. “We can get back at it next time.”

You clap your hands at the rest of the crew, ignoring Jensen, Jared, and Jeff. “Thank you all for your patience and professionalism today. I know it was an exhausting and long day. We will call it a day. Get home safely.”

While the rest of the crew says their goodbyes and leaves the set, the devilish trio looks in your direction. They smirk and whistle as you stalk toward them.

“What was that?” You throw your hands up, and huff. “Why did you fuck the scenes up on purpose?”

“Well, tomorrow is Halloween, and we are in the mood to play,” Jeffrey dips his head to look you up and down. He smirks, revealing pearl-white teeth.

The trio crowds you like a pack of wolves. You gasp as Jensen wraps his arms around you from behind to whisper in your ear. “We’ve got a proposal for you, sweetheart.”

“What Jensen tries to tell you is, that we fucked up the scenes on purpose,” Jared smirks darkly. He cups your face with his large hands, causing a whimper to escape your throat.

“Why?”

“Daddy wants to play, doll,” Jeffrey purrs. “If you let us play with you, we are going to be so good for you next time. Say yes and be ours for tonight.”

“You try to extort me into fucking you?” You chuckle darkly. “Christ, are your balls blue or something? I thought you could get laid any time of the day.”

“We could have any woman but you. And we want you,” Jensen whispers in your ear. “Give in and let us have control over your body and mind tonight.”

You press your thighs together, wiggling in Jensen’s embrace. “I can’t fuck a member of my cast.”

“Not one,” Jeffrey tuts. “You’ll bend over the hood of the Impala and let us all have a ride. You are going to be our whore tonight. We all know that you act so innocently all the time, but in secret you want to get this pussy pounded and called our slut.

“I-“ you swallow thickly. “I’m not…no…I…”

“I want to cream this cunt, and make it sing for me,” Jared pats your head. “I bet you’d look good with all of your holes ruined, cum leaking out of your broken body.”

Fuck, Jared always acts so innocently and sweet but right now, he looks at you as if you are his latest meal. “What Jared tries to tell you is, that he’s got a boner he wants to shove up your cunt. He wants to cum inside of you and ruin your pussy.”

“We all want to ruin you,” Jeffrey nods at Jared, silently telling him to get out of his way. “Be ours, and we will show you heaven and hell in one night.”

“My safe word is pumpkin,” you batt your eyelashes, acting innocently. “Maybe daddy can show me a good time while his boys watch.” You challenge. “Can his dick keep up with his potty mouth?”

After you agreed to let the trio have their way with you, they did a great job securing your body to a breeding bench at Jeff’s sex dungeon.

“How is that, huh? We built this nice room only for you.”

“What?” you whimper involuntarily. “I don’t understand.”

“You’re always a hardass, and try to order us around,” Jeff stands behind you, hands groping your ass. He spreads your cheeks, humming. “We will ruin all of your holes and make you our whore.”

“And after we are done with you, you’ll agree to be ours forever,” Jensen steps in front of you. He looks at your parted lips, smirking darkly. “Yeah, I dreamed of watching you choke on my cock while Jeff fucks you into submission.”

“Oh…God…” you whimper. “You planned all of this? For how long?”

“Months, doll. We dreamed of getting our hands on your ripe body. I can’t wait to be inside of your cunt.”

“Come on, get started. I want to watch you both ruin her holes. I will record every second, and then, you will film us,” Jared stands next to Jensen. He cups your face and forces you to look at him. “I want you to scream for us, sweetheart. If you do, I’ll cum all over you.”

“Jared loves to watch, doll. He always cums so hard after we ruined a whore,” Jeffrey grips your hips, driving balls deep into your dripping cunt. “That’s a whore’s cunt.” He exclaims feeling you clench tightly around him.

You moan loudly as he spreads your walls out. The sudden and hard penetration makes you whine. “Relax, whore. We will loosen your holes,” Jeffrey laughs devilishly as you helplessly struggle against the restraints holding you bound to the breeding bench. “What’s your color?”

“I-green,” you breathe out. Jeffrey took you by surprise, but damn his cock feels so good inside of your cunt. “Please fuck me.”

Jeffrey doesn’t need to hear more. He starts to pound into you, filling the room with the sound of flash clapping against flesh. “Fuck, she’s tight and warm. A dream.”

“You better take a deep breath,” Jensen grins darkly. “I’ll fill that throat now, sweetheart. Open up and welcome my dick in your mouth.”

“How can I?” You squeak with every deep thrust. “Please…I…”

“Blink twice to make me slow down, and thrice to make me stop,” Jensen runs his hand over your head. “Be good and open up. I’ll take good care of you.”

“Fuck, Jeff,” you groan loudly as he grips your hips tighter. He slams his hips into your ass, having the time of his life. Jeff hammers into you, causing you to shamelessly moan.

“Hurry up, Jensen. I want to cream this cunt. Stop talking and shove your cock down her throat.” Jeffrey angrily grunts.

“Shut up, old man,” Jensen grips your chin. He runs his thumb over your lips, smirking cockily. “Open up for me. Let’s show them how good you can suck cock.”

Jensen unzips his pants, exposing his throbbing length to you. He’s as perfect as you imagined, and you lick your lips. “Open up for Jensen!” Jared taunts. “Now!”

You part your lips, and stick your tongue out, moaning loudly as Jensen pushes the tip of his cock in. “I want you to suck me like the whore you are.”

As you start bobbing your head, Jensen gently pats your head. “Good girl, taking our cocks. I love watching you suck cock.”

Jensen smirks as you struggle to take him deeper down your throat. He nods, encouraging you to keep on going while Jeff’s thrusts become frantic. “Fuck, I’m gonna cum in her. YES!”

“Hold onto her cunt! I want to see her cunt filled with Jeff’s cum,” Jensen starts moving his hips. He cups the back of your head to control your movement. “Fuck, use your tongue, sweetheart.”

“Shit, you should see her cunt all spread out by Jeff’s cock,” Jared groans. He zooms in to record your spread-out pussy getting stuffed with Jeff’s length. “Fuck…yes…ruin her cunt.”

“I’m gonna…shit…yes…” Jeff shoots his load into your abused cunt. He immediately pulls out and steps away to let Jared film your still pulsing pussy. “Shit, that’s a sight for sore eyes.”

Jeff switches places with Jared. He grabs the camera to film Jensen using your mouth.

“Harder, make her jaw hurt.”

“Shut up. I need to watch her eyes,” Jensen struggles to hold back. All he wants is to ruin your throat, and cum in your mouth. 

You blend the others out and focus on bobbing your head up and down Jensen’s cock. He twitches in your mouth, and you smirk around him. Men are so easy. If you want to hold power over them, give them a cunt to fuck and they are putty in your hands.

Spit and pre-cum run down your chin, tainting your skin as you choke around Jensen.

“SHIT!” Jensen growls loudly. He presses your head into his crotch, holding you there as he shoots his cum down your throat. “She’s perfect. Fuck…”

“My turn,” Jared grips his cock, thumb brushing over the head. “I can’t decide if I want to stretch her ass out or her pussy.”

“Breed that cunt,” Jeff orders. “Come on, boy. Be a man and fuck her cunt. We can share her ass later.”

“Fuck, yes.”

You feel another cock push inside your quivering cunt. Jared doesn’t waste time. Watching you get fucked was nice, but he wants to conquer your holes too.

Jeff and Jensen cheer Jared on, joining the sound of Jared’s flesh slapping against yours. Unlike Jeff, the younger man doesn’t hold back. He thrusts in and out of your already dripping cunt, making you gasp with every powerful thrust.

Jared is on the edge. He’s so close to cumming that he rams into you without restraint. You whimper but don’t tell him to stop. “Would you look at this perfect slut taking Jared’s cock. I knew she was the one.”

“Fuck, she’s going to cum,” Jared grunts as he spills into you. “So…fucking…good…”

“Do you think she learned her lesson?” Jensen watches you sleep soundly on the soft bed. “What now? She wanted us to get fired more than once.”

“Well, if we cannot be the star of the renewed Supernatural season, she will be the newest porn star on social media. I bet everyone wants to see her holes all stretched out…” Jeffrey grins darkly. “If she’s a good girl, she can be our whore by night.”

#jensen ackles #jared padalecki #jeffrey dean morgan #rpf #smut #moresome #spn #Taped on video - Kinktober 30 #kinktober vs flufftober 2023 #supernatural rpf #tw: daddy kink #tw: dubcon

[rachaelswrites]

Blooper Reel

Avengers Cast x ADHD!teen!reader

Word Count: 459

Requested By: Anonymous

hello, i have a request here! avengers cast x adhd!reader.  where there’s bloopers compilations of them and some scenes of y/n softly punching them to pass time and to stim while the avengers are literally just talking to one another 😭😭 just the avengers being really sweet and caring :) 

A/N: I’m glad to be back to writing! Hope you enjoy

Tonight was the screening of the most recent Marvel film. You and the whole cast got together to watch it at the theater with an audience of about 100 people. You were excited that this many people were finally able to see all the hard work you and the cast did in the last 9 months. The audience didn’t know yet but not only were they getting to watch the movie before anyone else, they were also getting to see an exclusive blooper reel. Even the cast didn’t know what made it in but you had some ideas. You just hoped it wasn’t too embarrassing. You had a habit of doing some goofy things when you didn’t know a camera was on you.

~~~~~

The movie was over so as the credits rolled on the screen, the announcer grabbed the mic and spoke, “We will be having a small reception in the lobby following this but before that, we would like for you all to stay and join us in watching an exclusive blooper reel.”

The audience started cheering and clapping as the credits finished and the bloopers started showing up.

There were quite a few of Chris Evans making faces at the camera, Scarlet messing up her lines and more. The ones that really caught your attention were the ones of you (of course). Most of the ones you were in you either forgot your lines or, you were just standing there, lightly punching someone in the arm. You knew you occasionally would do that but watching the reel made you realize how much you actually did it. 

While watching, you realized that it never phased anyone, not even Robert, who you didn’t know super well. You were confused so you leaned in your chair over to Evans and asked him.

“Did you guys just ignore me when I did that?” you whispered.

Chris shrugged, “Well, we figured you were just stimming so we didn’t do much about it. It wasn’t hurting anyone so it was fine,” he explained. He could tell you were feeling embarrassed about it, “Don’t worry about it kid. It’s not a big deal.”

You put your face in your hands, not believing that it wasn’t a big deal, “Oh gosh it’s embarrassing.”

Robert was a few people from Chris but he was still eavesdropping on your conversation so he butt in and gave his opinion, “I actually found it quite entertaining Y/n. Don’t worry too much about it.”

You looked up at both men, “Really? You didn’t mind?”

Both of them nodded their heads.

“I’m sure if you ask anyone, they’ll agree with us,” Chris said, “We could ask them?”

You shook your head, “No I believe you. Thank you for reassuring me.”

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#x teen!reader #marvel cast #adhd!reader #marvel fanfiction #marvel #the avengers

[rossary-of-the-rose]

So. I just listened to MAG 200, finally finishing the fever dream that is The Magnus Archives, and all I have to say is: Holy shit. Just. Good lord.

Look, I knew it was going to be sad. I've been on Pinterest. But Jesus. I was not prepared. Now I'm shaking and will certainly be curling in the fetal position later, sobbing and screaming into the void. I mean, I'm happy for Basira, Melanie & Georgie of course, as well as our beloved Admiral, but God. Jon and Martin, I love you, you deserved so much better, I see why all your fanfics are fix it. But even just thinking about everyone we have lost, all the characters I got emotionally attached to. Sasha. Tim. Daisy. Michael Shelley. Even thinking about all the avatars (I'm a sucker for a villian, what can I say?) makes my lungs spasm with love and want. I shall miss them all for eternity.

And so ends possibly the greatest experience I've ever had with a fandom, at least until I recover enough to start tmagp. Everything about tma is just pure amazingness. Everything. It's funny how much you can grow to love random people just by hearing them voice act a character and laugh in bloopers. I love them so much, the whole cast. The two blooper episodes brought me more joy than I think I have ever experienced with a piece of media, trumping even the mighty Good Omens, which is saying something (To be fair though, Not with that thong on! and Oh god, I'm knackered, I've been doing all this labelling! would make anyone crack up, although perhaps not continue hysterically giggling for over fifty minutes... They still pop into my head sometimes and I'll just randomly snort in really inappropriate situations because I'm gonna buy some 'ead and shoulders, 'cause I found one on the road this mornin'! and Gertrude's been on the sauce, need I say more? Yes? Alright then,if you insist - Happy little DOORBELLS! FifTy MInUteS eArLY! and Fuck you, Jonny. God, he drags the rest of us down. What a wanker! I could go on, but I feel these brackets have already gotten way longer than they have any business being). I love these strangers more than I love anyone else I've actually met before, except my partner. They are everything to me. And I cannot wait to re-listen to all five seasons yet again, definitely screaming and crying and laughing and screaming while I do so. I have never before listened to and experienced something so perfect. Alex and Jonny, you have legitimately changed my life in all the best and worst ways possible, and I hate you and love you for it. You have my utmost gratitude and admiration, also kindly piss off.

Seriously though, the genuine adoration and idolization I hold for all the voice actors is sort of concerning. VA for Simon Fairchild gets a special mention, as well as Michael The Distortion because how is it possible to fall in love with a person after listening to only their voice for thirty seconds-

#the magnus archives #the magnus pod #the magnus protocol #i can't wait to listen to tmagp #i'm gonna die aren't i #might as well have descended as the fucking messiah because holy shit this podcast saved me #highly recommend #whole experience a cross between WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON SHIT HAS HIT THE FAN #reading memes made the whole thing 20x better #this episode killed me #i am deceased #mag 200 #god i love it so much #tma #tmagp #tma spoilers

[winryrockbellwannabe]

✨6/30 days of routine✨

Tysm to everyone who sent me get well soon replies/reblogs. Im finally feeling 100% well again🥰💗

7:40 🛌 get up 7:45 ☕ breakfast + youtube video 8:15 unplanned 5 min pause bc I saw a rainbow (picture in the beginning) and it made me so happy i was just looking at it 💓 [idk, smth about it made me feel like everything is going to be okay] 8:20 🖥️ organize my desk and brush my teeth

very busy day ahead, gotta work on my project and study a bit of electronics, but also rest. (and maybe I'll workout in the afternoon - take a walk or smth - if Im feeling up to it)

📵 yesterday's screen time: 3h40 (which makes sense, since I was on the phone a lot in the morning, while i was still feeling awful)

📺 watching: Emmie's new youtube video (i linked her previous one if someone wants to check her out, since the new video is a 400k bloopers LOL)

📖 reading: Dragon Republic, by RF Kuang (im trying to see if i can finish it by the end of february, but idk yet)

#studyblr #study blog #studyspo #stemblr #stem student #study blr #adhd studyblr #30 days of routine #2.3

[sasusakucoded]

Actor Sasuke arrives at the filming location. They are about to film the first part of Sasuke Retsuden where he enters the Astronomy Research Institute prison.

Production Assistant: Good morning, Sasuke-san. Please proceed to Costumes then HMU.

Sasuke: Good morning! Okay, thanks!

Production Assistant: Ah, you should've made yourself look a little rough. You're going to prison, remember? *laughs*

Sasuke: *laughs* They'll make me look rugged. Don't worry.

Sasuke goes to the other room and sees his new costume for the first time.

Sasuke: I like it, it looks very comfy for a change. *smiles*

Costume Assistant: Yessir! Of course this part *points at the neon green sleeves* will make you look armless.

Sasuke: Cool. *takes the sandals* Thanks, I'll change quickly then I'll head out to hair and make up.

His wife, Sakura, is at a different location filming another scene. He receives a text from her.

Sasuke smirks as he wears his costume. He looks at the mirror and fixes his collar. He goes to HMU room and is greeted by the make-up artist. While she's doing his light make up, he checks his phone and zooms in the picture sent by Sakura.

MUA: *sees the pic* Ah, Sakura-san is so pretty..

Sasuke: Yeah.. She said they're almost done filming.

MUA: *makes his hair messy* Okay, not yet done with your hair.. We need a setting hairspray.. Let me just get one.

Sasuke: Ah, could you please take a pic of me before you go. I'll send it to Sakura.

MUA: Sure, sir! *takes his phone and takes a couple of photos*

Sasuke: Thank you so much!

The MUA comes back and finishes his hair. The Assistant Director comes in and tells Sasuke that they'll shoot his first scene. He agrees and sends another text to his wife.

---

Sasuke goes to the set and greets the other actors. He will work with new bunch of people, so he's very excited. For this mini arc, they invited foreigners who are fluent in Japanese.

The director explains how he wants the scene to be done. He shows them their proper blocking.

Director: This is quite tricky because it should look like there are many prisoners. So, the blocking and angles are very important.

Sasuke: Got it!

Director: Then next we will use CGI for the dinosaur—

Sasuke: Ah, I thought we'll have something like animatronics. *laughs*

Director: *laughs* The battle against dinosaurs will use so many dinos. We don't have budget for that.

Sasuke: I'm just kidding.. *laughs*

Director: Okay.. To your positions! Stand by.. Rolling in 3, 2, 1! Lights.. Camera.. Action!

---

Sakura arrives at Sasuke's filming location and immediately asks for his current set. She asks the PD if she can order food for everyone. The PD politely declines her offer as they will pack up as soon as the scene is finished.

PD: We're just taking a break but we will resume in about 15 minutes.

Sakura: Okay.. Can I go to their set?

PD: I think you must. *laughs*

Sakura: What do you mean?

PD: Ask the director.

---

Sakura: Hey..

Sasuke: Love! *smiling widely*

Director: Ah, finally!

Sakura: *hugs Sasuke and greets the director* The PD said I must go here.. Not sure why though.

Director: See this? *points to the monitor*

Sasuke: Hey, don't do me like that, director!

Director: We had 7 takes for the last scene already and we're still not done. *plays the scenes aka bloopers*

Sakura: *watches the takes on the monitor* Love..

Sasuke: Sorry, I couldn't help laughing.. G-Ganno's— *laughs hysterically* Ganno's— His toes— *laughs uncontrollably*

Ganno: *arrives and laughs with Sasuke*

Director: You see, Sakura.. In the last scene, Ganno has to paint his fingernails and toenails while he's talking to the other inmates, as per the script.

Sakura: Yeah.. I've read the novel and it also mentions that.. *turns to Sasuke* Love, be serious. *pouts*

Sasuke: I'm trying.. But.. But.. *bursts into laughter* It was so funny to me! Especially the littlest toe! It's— It's too small! I'm really sorry, director.. Ganno, sir, please don't be offended.

Ganno: Not at all. Now that you've mentioned it.. My toenails are really very small. *laughs*

Director: What if you just look outside the cell and don't look at him. Will that help?

Sasuke: I'll do any alternative at this point. *wipes the tears in his eyes*

Sakura: Come on, try to contain your laughter.. See, your eyes are getting red.. *wipes his eyes with her handkerchief*

Sasuke: Yeah. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to cause the delay.. Um, director.. I'm really very sorry.

Directors: It happens! And besides, it's good for the bloopers. *laughs* Okay, let's finzalize this when you're ready.

Sasuke: Yeah!

---

In the car, on their way home..

Sasuke: Are you excited tomorrow? We'll shoot some cute scenes. When was the last time we did that?

Sakura: Right? And yes, I'm very excited! The HMU department said I'll have a new hairstyle tomorrow. I hope it suits me.

Sasuke: I'm sure it will.

Sakura: I guess you had enough laughter today, huh. *teases*

Sasuke: Yeah, I'll try to be more professional tomorrow.. You know I'm always a pro when it comes to our intimate scenes. *winks*

Sakura: Stop thaaat! *laughs*

Sasuke: Did you like my costume? It's very comfy.

Sakura: Yeah and it fits you well. You're the most good looking prisoner ever.. When our scenes are out, onesies like that will be sold out.

Sasuke: *laughs* Imagine everyone looking like prisoners of Redaku.

Sakura: But really.. You looked very hot in that outfit..

Sasuke: Well, that's canon. My character must be hot and hot-headed at all times. Novel, manga, anime. Canon. Uchiha Sakura is very lucky.

Sakura: You think so?

Sasuke: But my character is, of course, the luckiest.

Sakura: That's what I thought. *laughs* I'm excited for Sakura to get a bit of the spotlight.

Sasuke: Yeah, she deserves it. And I think it's about time that the viewers know how romantic her husband is. *winks again*

Sakura: *laughs* Ah, I'm excited. I'll make sure I'll be in my prettiest tomorrow.

Sasuke: You're always the prettiest, my love.

Sakura: *blushes* Stoooop!

#sasusaku #sasusaku au #sasusaku fanfiction #sasusaku fanfic #uchihas #sscoded no 253 #from ask #ty yoniak

[arandomperson5647]

Encanto Bloopers I made up

Like my previous post, these were made slightly less than 2 years ago and posted on the Encanto wiki. Yes ik I'm being a bit lazy but whatever. So you remember when animated movies would sometimes have animated bloopers as a bonus? Well here's my take on an Encanto themed one.

Comedy isn't my best thing so I hope these are actually kinda funny.

After Antonio finishes his ride with Parce, his jaguar, Pepa and Félix run over to hug him. Meanwhile, Parce puts a little too much force on his hug with Agustín, causing both of them to fall over. "I'm alright!"

"Look, if I could help anymore I would but um...that's all I know. Good luck. I wish I could've seen more." "Yeah........Yeah!" Mirabel kicks the door open, instead of it simply opening, it came off the hinges. "Uhhh......We might need to repair that." Bruno tries to hide his laugh.

"Luisa, Dolores says you're totally freaking out. Any chance you know something about last night with the magic--" Luisa's eye twitches. "--YOU DO!" Mirabel slams the table but accidentally hits the rim of her plate, causing food to fly everywhere. "Everywhere" meaning mostly onto Pepa's face. Nobody, not even Pepa, couldn't help laughing.

Everyone's doing their choreography at the dinner table for "We Don't Talk About Bruno". Camilo, Félix and Agustín toss the glasses to each other. Agustín throws it a bit too far, making Camilo miss and the glass shatters on the floor. "Whoops." Mirabel's still watching in the background, chuckling. "What did I tell you? Papá's accident-prone."

Convincing Bruno for a vision-Take 2. "Yeah........Yeah!" Mirabel, once again, tries to kick the door open, but this time, Mirabel kicked a hole in the door. "We're never getting this scene done." Mirabel and Bruno both start laughing uncontrollably.

Mirabel was trying to talk to Dolores outside while she got breakfast. Behind her was Dolores and Félix. "Camilo! Stop pretending you’re Dolores so you can have seconds." Though, Dolores didn't shift back. "Camilo, uh, why aren't you shifting back?" Dolores couldn't hold it in anymore. She burst out laughing as "Dolores" behind Félix shifts into Camilo. "Yes! We finally got him!" They've tried for a long time to fool him. Félix gave an "of course they would do this" look and laughed.

CRACK! Mirabel quickly turns around while hiding the vision. "Tía jeez!" "Sorry, sorry I-I-I didn't mean to-shoo, shoo, sho-AH!" While Pepa was pushing her cloud out, she gave herself a slight shock. She's fine. "Mirabel consider yourself lucky you didn't get a gift." She was being half-witty half-serious.

Bruno, goofing off, said in a very causal tone, "Hey, when you save the Encanto come visit. Hey get outta here!" Bruno tried to even act "cool" by leaning on the painting door. The painting moved further causing Bruno to fall over. Mirabel tried to hold in her laughter.

"LOOK! It's Mr. Mariano! Hey you can marr-mar-maaughh!" "Hey you can mar-mar-marry, shoot!." "Hey you can marry my sister if you wanna. Buween. Buween? Great, I invented a new word! It's 'but' and 'between' mixed together." Isabela, Mariano and Mirabel all started to laugh at the newly invented word.

"But what's your gift?" Mirabel suddenly gets an accordion thrown at her, except she almost drops it. "Almost" as in, centimeters away from hitting the floor and breaking. "Ah! We're good! We're good!"

After the chaotic dinner, some of the family ran out of the dining room. "Abuela, please! There's got to be an explanation!" "I hate you!" "WAA I'M A LOSER!!" "Luisa-AHHH!!" Agustín slips on a puddle and lands face first. "What did you d-AH!" Pepa followed and tripped on Agustín. "Mamá? I think we need some arepas."

"Casita! Casita! Help me! Help me!" Mirabel looses grip and falls down the pit. Bruno runs over but fails to catch Mirabel's hand. "Ah! No, no, no!" Mirabel's fine. She said in a very dramatic tone, "Oh no! I'm falling to my death! Ahhhhh." Bruno couldn't hold in his laughter.

Mirabel is having her pep talk with Antonio under her bed. "You're gonna get your gift, and open that door, and it's gonna be the coolest, ever. I know it." Antonio stares blankly at her. "Wait what was my line?" He and Mirabel start laughing.

"Seven-foot frame, rats along his back!" Camilo shifts back-and-forth between himself and Bruno, while two rats appear on Camilo's back, except there's supposed to be three. "Wait, where's Carlos?" Antonio found him. "He's right here! He says he doesn't want to do it anymore." "What? How can he not want to do this?! This is the best part of the song!" Bruno walks in (without a mischievous grin). "Carlos, if you do this scene, you can have extra food for a week." "He says for two weeks." "Fine." "Okay, now he'll do it." Meanwhile Mirabel is giggling in the background. Who knew rats were good negotiators?

#encanto #bloopers #la familia madrigal #im too lazy to tag tag all 12 people lol

[thefringespod]

Happy #AudioDramaSunday wanderers! This was a GREAT week for podcasts and we're gonna start with the public release of @souloperatorpod episode 1. I'm so obsessed with this show already. Tot has done a phenomenal job and I'm ready for this show to break me <3

I finished season 3 of the @thenightpost and my gods the heartbreaking ride this took me on Val and Clem *finally* getting together in the face of the smallest bit of hope but the hope can't last and it makes me cry. Same with Milo and Ashley they were *so close* but it can't last

@tellnotalespod came back this week and episode 1 of the season was *wonderful* and also hurt me so bad. Leo is in their self destructive era and I'm worried for them after only one ep of the season please Leanne just let them be okay they need their friends back

@eelerschoice bloopers were absolutely delightful. Daisy McNamara has apologized for nothing nor should he. She has given us a gift with these bloopers

@woebegonepod continues to astound and also stress me out so much each week its just so fucking good. This week was especially unsettling with things going spooky at every turn gods yall just have to listen to wbg it's so important. Also the song this week? Absolutely gorgeous

New @somewhereohio was a mix of making me laugh and squeezing my heart til it popped. Sterling and Green make me feel so many emotions and all of them end up hurting me. Also im obsessed with Orange and yes I'm biased because it's Cody Heath but I'm RIGHT they're spectacular

The Grotto had their midseason finale this week and it hurt me SO BAD!!! Athan is doing incredible things with this show and it is going to break me. If yall aren't listening to The Grotto you GOTTA the first 4 eps are out now and you'll be blown away I swear

@thesiltverses came back swinging in the most spectacular way. I adore how this show utilizes religion and the different sides of it we see. I'm also incredibly worried about both Val and Paige. Val fascinates and will do terrible things while terrible things will happen to Paige

The @kingmakerpod also came back this week and everyone's favorite wet cat Leonid is back and being just as pathetic as usual. I laughed, I gasped, I wondered if the show would just let Leonid die. The Kingmaker Histories is so wonderful and fun and everyone should listen

Once I finished The Night Post, I started my next long-term listen which is The Storage Papers! I'm 10 episodes in and absolutely adoring it Jeremy Enfinger is an excellent narrator and the story has been incredibly captivating I can't wait to dive further in

Here on the Fringes we released episode 18! This serves as our midseason finale and new episodes will resume on February 7 for the public and February 4 for patrons at patreon.com/PineTreePods

And over on @forgedbondspod I've written the first arc and a half! Im enjoying writing this show so much and can't wait for my brilliant cast to absolutely destroy me with there performances because I already know they're gonna destroy me <3

That's all for this week!! There will be a very special feed drop coming up this week and I've got some bloopers for the first half of the season in the works so look out for those coming soon!

#audiodrama sunday #audio drama sunday #pines notes #recommendation post

[margaret-the-sylvia]

Another day, another post.

I was at work (on campus) when I got the update that NAQtube uploaded again. It's another blooper video and we get quite a bit of content here. This blooper video is a little more... unhinged than the first. The video feels like something that a younger kid would make with Windows Movie Maker and their favorite video game, including cursing and some bad humor lol

Firstly, we get views of Comet City, but looking more impoverished, dirty and allegedly gang-ridden. Reminds me of the NYC slums and projects. Nova appears to be playable here. It's unknown if she's unlocked if someone finished the entire game, or she's meant to be playable in Comet City, before Escape Junction.

I love how the icons of the characters will change if they get damaged. More unknown bosses, two for Comet City, and one for Planet Sahara. The lil idle dance Nebula does is so adorable. NPCs (including Celeste) appear to be interactable in some worlds. Side quests for each world or just dialogue to progress the story?

The planet for the Junkyard Boss is known as "Planet Junkyard". Original amirite

I need eyebleach after seeing that fetish art.. but I've seen worse.

They interpret the white room rumor as it being an actual white room with nothing in it. There was apparently creepypastas based on this rumor too.

Nebula and Quasar are ballin, let's go

We finally see what is on that wanted poster. "Intergalactic Protection Force"? and "Neotopia", wonder if that is where Nebula and Quasar are from.

The one screenshot showing both icons of N&Q, possible two player mode with battery counter on top. I noticed some weird writing saying "Why am" and it becomes incomprehensible. It could be saying "Why am I here", but it's not confirmed.

Quasar finally threw hands with Pokie, surprised he hasn't earlier.

The whole plot of the first and second blooper vid be kinda fitting to my hcs for Quasar being kind of "pushed aside" in favor of his sisters. Hell, I could develop a villain arc with Quasar in a different AU.

And no, you're not racist at all, Nebula.

#nebula and quasar #naq #nebula & quasar #arg #arg horror #digital horror #internet horror #unfiction #alternate reality #plasmapunk2001 #naqtube

[clo-thespin]

typing bloopers

i love when i make little mistakes or just type something inherently false when texting or posting on social media. if its funny enough i will keep it in the text/post and call it a typing blooper.

like you know how they yell "CUT!!" when filming tv shows and movies and shit? well, thats what this lil guy is for:

-

the dash. my little "CUT!!"

if i've messed up while typing, i either backspace and start over, or i put one of them and continue typing. example:

"david ducovny plays fox mu- wait wait huh theres an h in that man's last name, hold on... david ducHovny, my bad, plays fox mulder in the x files."

smth like that.

or like if i say something i dont really mean:

"no in fact i actually dont like her oh wait HER??- oh yeah i love her shes the best fr."

or if i get sent something mid-type that will change the course of the text:

friend: im gonna go to bed in a min

me: "oh you're going to sleep? finally youre doing it at-" stops typing cuz theres another text

friend(?): "actually i gotta finish some hw, eat a snack, shower, read smth, and do smth else that will have me up until 1am"

me: continues typing "-FYM you aint going to bed?!?!? i was abt to be happy cuz its only like 8:30 and you havent slept in two days!!"

so the text would end up looking like:

"oh you're going to sleep? finally youre doing it at- FYM you aint going to bed?!?!? i was abt to be happy cuz its only like 8:30 and you havent slept in two days!!"

does this make sense???

#texting #typing #adhd brain #neurodivergent #typing bloopers #clothespin #im a little silly #and a bit insane #:D

[blubushie]

I don't know if you've done this before, but I wanna know how you'd order the (canon) mercs from most to least favorite.

Oh, strewth, I haven't done this before!

Sniper, obviously. My skrunkly. I want to make him a warm meal and let him nap for awhile. I'd like to go croc spotting with him. Fishing, too. Take him out to the South Alligator and fish for barramundi. Also discuss sniper shit because it's been a few weeks and I miss it. My sheila can supervise us and make sure we don't end up biffing because when you get two headstrong, competitive blokes together that has a tendency to happen. Also because he has a foot on me and would absolutely kick my arse and probably chuck me overboard for the crocs. She's there for my protection, not his.

Scout. This poor lad has been through so much shit. He deserved a better dad, a better childhood. We could talk baseball. My dad's American (NorCal) so I grew up an SF Giants fan (also an Adelaide Giants fan). Growing up in Alice Springs I'd play baseball with the American kids from Pine Gap and when I went back to the US I played baseball there too, so I know a bit about baseball. I'm sure we could keep each other entertained. I also love music from the 50s-70s so I would sing Tom Jones songs with him.

Spy, the faguette. A cunt for leaving his son but I also understand why he did it. If we were mates I'd nick his darts. I bet he flavours them (and I have a deep affection for rum-flavoured cigarillos). Probably has a nice humidor and everything in his study. I don't even have a humidor. I don't care for wine but I'm keen on discussing liquors with him, especially any whisky and scotch. I'd nick a bottle of Macallan from him when he's not looking and he'd cut my fingers off for it later. We can invite Sniper and Demo for booze tasting. I also want to know what cologne he uses to hide the stink lines.

Medic. Absolute madcunt. He makes me wish I actually ended up going to medical school (Christ, could you imagine me as a doctor?) Upmost respect for his chaos. I want him to crack my skull open and lobotomise me while I'm working. Would let him literally rearrange my guts. He has the level of cunning and improv that I wish I had. Suave cunt that can talk his way out of any situation.

Engineer. A workaholic who never rests. A good ol' southern boy. He reminds me of my older brother. I want to discuss southern shit with him. Unhealthy fried foods, summer fairs, mustering cattle (but he'd call it wrangling). I would kill for him to grill me a steak. I'd love to talk to him about rodeos and cutting horses. I'd love to see him ride a horse. I'd love to race horses with him.

Demoman. Another workaholic who just wants to make his mum proud to the point of his own detriment. His personality reminds me of my mate Jack. Fun-loving with a cocky attitude and pride in what he does and a penchant for explosives. We could have a few beers and exchange ghost and monster stories. My dad went to sniper school in the Marines and was the top of his class but he never got to finish it because he caught malaria, almost died, and by the time he recovered he'd missed his final testing and it was time to ship out. They made him a grenadier, so he'd lugged an M79 grenade launcher through the jungle from 1968 to 1969 when he went home. He loved it. My dad would love to talk bloopers with him.

Heavy. A man who go to hell and back for his family and those he loves. It's not that I don't like him. He just scares me. He could break me in half like a twig. I'd rather swim in the South Alligator than face him on the battlefield. I would love to discuss history and literature with him, though. I hope he could translate classic Russian literature for me.

Pyro. A little maniac with a hot streak. Much like Heavy, Pyro bloody scares me. He gives me the vibes of inviting me to a tea party (which I'd accept) and then cutting off my hand when I refuse sugar. I would constantly be on edge. That said, he'd always have a light, so it can't be too bad.

Soldier. A character I wish we got to see a better side of. I'm sorry! I reckon I just see "stupid military man" too much in media and it kinda stings since 1) the military (both US and AUS) have really high standards for entry, and 2) my dad is a Marine and without doubt the smartest person I've ever met. He taught me to shoot and he was doing the windage calculations in his head. I have to write it down. I can't even do it in my head. He was only trained as a sniper for a few months and I've been doing this for 3 years and he's still better than I could ever hope to be. Yes, I'm aware Soldier wasn't actually in the military, the stigma just... stings, I suppose? For a non-canon deviation, I love what Emesis Blue did with him. Kept his personality without making him a complete dumb cunt. He felt like Soldier but still capable, a complete dumb cunt in personality but still cunning and what you'd expect of a mercenary. "What are you, blind? Come on! Right here! Take your best shot!" -My dad, probably, before he was shot in the head by a Viet Cong sniper.

#blu whos #tf2 #sniperposting

[jayfortheday]

i feel like eli is terrified of horror movies. he can watch every porn tape their us but the moment his partner puts on a horror movie he’s loosing it. while the reader is just sitting there looking at him like “it’s not that scary” he’s in disbelief at the fact they watch a new horror movie everyday. and it’s not like freddy vs jason. it’s gory or violent and they just sit there like nothing is happening.

It's Just You (Eli Brooks)

Pairing: Eli Brooks x GN!Reader (romantic)

Word count: 711

Description: Y/N shows Eli one of their favorite horror movies

Tags: scary movies, kisses, cuddles, gore

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“Movie night, movie night,” Eli chanted as the two of you approached the coach, a VHS in your hand. 

“Movie night!” You yelled over him, determined to outmatch him. Eli chuckled and shot you a smile before sitting on the couch and waiting for you to put the tape into the player. 

“Alright, this is one of my favorites, you’ll love it,” you said as you inserted the tape, pressed play on the VCR, and sat back on the couch, cuddling into Eli’s side.

“Let’s see whatcha got, Y/N, although I highly doubt your film taste will beat mine,” Eli said, his voice turning towards a brag at the end.

“Oh you bitch, just shut up and watch the movie,” you laughed as the studio credits began to play. Eli got close and cuddled up into your side, wrapping his arms around your waist as he watched the screen. A scene reminiscent of many horror films opens, a lone girl walking along a dirt road at night. 

“Hey, uh, what’s this movie about?” Eli asks as his brow furrows. 

“Oh, I don’t really know, all I know is it has blood and slashers and hot girls screaming,” you replied, lounging more into the couch. 

“Is it just me or does that sound scary?” Eli muttered, pressing more into you.

“Nah, it’s just you,” you replied sarcastically, ruffling his hair. Eli glared at you and turned to your side so only one of his eyes was on the screen. 

Sure enough, even though less than 20 minutes had passed, a blonde woman’s intestines decorated the screen as a masked man stood over her. He held a large bloodied blade and stoically wiped it against his pants. You could feel Eli’s breathing speed up as he held you. You looked at him with concern.

“Do you wanna watch something, baby bear?” You asked him in a gentle tone. Eli took a deep breath and steadied himself. 

“No, I’m fine, it’s a good flick, we can finish it,” he responded. You knew he was lying, but you didn’t want to push him too hard, so you sighed and played the movie again.

The movie continued to follow the structure of a traditional slasher. A group of teens ran away from the masked killer who always seemed to keep pace despite walking. Each died one by one until the shy virginal girl remained to finish off the killer herself. Each scene where you delighted in the cheesy lines and effects seemed to frighten Eli. He could hug you slightly tighter or turn his face into your side until he realized he was doing it and would revert back to his original position.

When the credits finally rolled, you could almost feel Eli hyperventilating against you. 

“Eli, sweetheart, you good down there?” You said as you looked down at him. He didn’t answer. “If it was that scary, we didn’t have to finish it. We can always watch other stuff. Here, I have an idea.” You gently released yourself from Eli’s grip and went over to the case from which you had gotten the tape. “These always make me feel better if the movie is a bit too scary.”

You pulled a second tape from the case and popped it into the player after withdrawing the first. When the image began to play, the screen read ‘bloopers and behind the scenes.’ It opened with the girl from the beginning of the movie running and screaming until she tripped and she and the people behind the camera began to laugh. Eli looked like he was beginning to relax. Nonetheless, you reached out and pulled him towards you, hugging him tightly. Eli began to smile as he watched cast members run lines together and a person with fake guts coming out of them waving at the camera. 

You pressed a kiss to Eli’s head as you held him.

“We don’t have to watch horror movies if you don’t want to,” you reminded him. “We can watch anything, whatever you want.” Eli looked up at you with a much more relaxed expression now. 

“Anything?” He asked with a mischievous tone. You looked at him with a tired expression.

“I take it back, we’re watching horror movies every time.”

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A/N: Hope you guys enjoyed it! This wasn't based on any particular horror movie, just some of my favorite tropes :)

Also I have turned back on my requests. I have worked back down the 7 so I figured I could take some new ones if y'all got 'em

#eli brooks #eli brooks x reader #the girl next door #fanfic #fanfiction

[winderlylandchime]

While I’m already here, I believe he is planning to watch episodes 9 to 11 tomorrow. So hopefully I can send you updates sometime tomorrow. He slowed down because he realized he only has a few episodes this season left and he is scared to watch because 1) cancer 2)not ready to end the season and 3) britin broke up. I can tell that he is dreading finishing up the season and then also s5. And when he spoke to my neighbor about it, he told her that he is sad that he’s so close to the ending. I am genuinely not ready for him to finish because 1) what the fuck do i do afterwards?! The finale fucks ME up every time, so i don’t know what to expect And 2) i will have some stuff to come clean about. But my plan of action so far is, i might immediately afterwards show him the ATX panel and maybe the gag reel or something else that could be nice and sweet and make him happy (i even kind of entertained the idea of showing him Randy’s podcast because i know he will be sad after the finale). So I will be back to our regular scheduled programming sometime tomorrow :)

What will we all do when he finishes? I love the idea of the bloopers and the ATX panel. I love the idea of him learning that he is "tumblr famous" for a fandom of barely double digits. I love the idea of introducing him to fan fiction to soothe the hurt of the finale.

Very excited to see his response to "eating some fucking chicken soup." I think he's going to be Team Justin around that.

#ask winderlylandchime #dear sweet anon #queer as folk #a straight man watches qaf us 2000 in the year of our lord 2023

[natromanxoff]

Roger Taylor live at the The Coal Exchange in Cardiff, UK - March 16, 1999

Fan Stories

“We left Swansea by car on the 16th March 1999, to see Roger Taylor live at the Cardiff Coal Exchange. We arrived early, queued, the doors were opened, and we trooped in, not believing the smallness of the venue, and that we would be so close to Roger. We took up position in front of the left hand side of the stage (as you look at it), and waited for the Electric Fire gig to begin. I knew the material back to front, and as a guitarist, couldn't wait for Jason Falloon's guitar to kick in. Friend Scotty said it would be a heavier and louder gig than we thought it might, and I agreed. There was a flickering of orange light from around the balconies, and a buzzing sound as the mini electric fires sputtered into action. Roger Taylor appeared. We all enjoyed the first couple of numbers, waving at Roger like fools. But I wasn't happy: something wasn't right. Where was the guitar? Aaaarrrggghhh!!! Jason Falloon was right in front of me, playing away, but the guitar sound was nowhere near as loud as it should have been. I was convinced that Jason wasn't aware of this. So as he surveyed the crowd from left to right, I caught his eye and gestured, both hands to my ears, shaking my head. He looked straight at me, with a slightly perturbed look on his face, and checked his guitar. He kept on playing, and only later on in the gig did a tech. come on stage and adjust something which improved the sound. We thoroughly enjoyed the gig though. Other highlights were Treana Morris doing a superb rendition of Sleeping on the Sidewalk. Some nutcase managed to climb onto stage next to Roger, and jump up and down for a few seconds. Roger's face was a picture of cool and bemusement. But we were a bit scared (only briefly mind). We also had a good laugh when Roger forgot the words to Happiness, after the intro. The band stopped. Slightly embarassed, Roger apologised, and told us how important it is to remember the first line of each song! It was a great gig, but I was disappointed with the guitar sound. But the story does have a happy ending. I made a last minute decision to go and see Roger in Wolverhampton on the 30th March. The sound was much better, Treana looked straight at me while singing a ballad, and smiled, (I'll never forget it). Oh yeah and BRIAN MAY turned up. Hooray!!” - Michael J. Smith

“"Naked On You", "I Know Better" and a few other songs from her new album followed, and she finished off her support with a dreary but well-received "Sleeping On The Sidewalk". After another ten minutes, during which I was oh-so-nearly eviscerated by a bouncer for sneaking a look at Matt Exelby's set list, RMT himself finally took to the stage. You wouldn't think that around 300 people could make so much noise, but the ceiling on the arena was close to being lifted off by the cheering. After the first couple of songs Roger introduced himself (as if *that* was necessary!), and said: "Well, it's great to be here in Wales, um Cardiff... It was our first night last night, and it was OK... but this one's gonna be even better!" Highlights for the blooper-spotters were Roger's toss-the-tambourine-in-the-air-and-drop-it, much to everyone's amusement, and his attempt to start singing "Happiness?" half way through the song, realising and giving everyone another good giggle. Autographs after the event were limited but a few lucky buggers got what they wanted, whilst I attempted to be smart and around the van to jump the queue and whacked my leg on the toe-hook on the back of the van - such is life... the fact that I got one of Roger's drumsticks when it was thrown into the audience made up for it, though :o). Was it all worth it? Of course...” - Khashoggi

(x)

#queen #queen band #roger taylor #roger meddows taylor #queen concerts #roger taylor concerts

[oldguy56-world]

You've Made Me So Very Happy

Everyone likes to be happy. (Well almost everyone. I know a couple of people that are only happy when they are miserable. I guess technically that makes them happy. Don't tell them that or it will ruin their day)

Problem is there is no one thing that makes everyone happy. If there was we could ensure more happiness in the world. Sometimes, what makes one person happy has the opposite effect on another. Example: Whenever I am watching sports, or blooper reels, I am extremely happy when I see someone take an object or sharp blow in their nether regions. This makes me smile and laugh every time but I get the distinct feeling it has the opposite effect on those that it happens to. Oh well, to each their own.

I have been studying happiness for a long time and while I am no expert I do believe I have a handle on what makes certain groups happy. Nothing is 100% but I believe that the majority I will cover are made happy with what I have deduced is their happiness generator.

Babies. This one is easy. It is pooping. It must make them happy because they do it all day long. Need further proof? Once they have finished they yell until you put on a fresh diaper so that they have room to do it again.

Teenage girls: Their cellphone. They are so happy with it that if you try to take it away they will kill you to regain their happiness. I am trying to remember what made them happy before the invention of the cellphone and have come to the realization that for all those centuries the several years they were teens they never were.

Teen boys: another easy one. Seeing anyone naked or having sex. Doesn't even have to be human. They have always been like this but happiness has been much easier to achieve since the internet came around.

Americans: Shooting a gun.

American babies: shooting a gun while having a poop.

Dogs: feed them, pet them and walk them. Repeatedly. They never seem to tire of the routine. They also like to lick your face right after they have licked themselves just to see if you will let them.

Cats: Staring at you to make you feel uncomfortable. If you ignore them they come over to get your attention and once they do they walk away. They get far enough away to see if you are still watching before they start to stare again. Occasionally they will run as if they saw something. Another trick to unnerve you.

Teachers: Last day of school. Watch how fast they get out of the parking lot. Most have several drinks before they get home. Some before the final bell goes.

Politicians: When they lie. That is why it is an hourly occurrence in their profession.

Old people: Coupons, discounts, free food, buffets, yelling at people, walking slow in front of people in a hurry, wearing ill-fitting mismatched clothing, re-writing their wills, watching people on their way to work. There are so many things. This is why we are happy all the time. The trick we learned over the years is not to show it. If you think you might smile, yell at somebody instead. Really keeps everyone off balance.

THOUGHT OF THE WEEK: If you want to find happiness you have to look for happiness. It is always there.