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nelkcats · 1 year
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Food Fight
Dick, Wally, Jason and Roy were looking for ways to have fun and get distracted from the hero/anti-hero life, so they end up participating in eating contests around the country. What they didn't expect is that they couldn't beat a single person from Illinois.
If it was a spicy food contest, a blue eyed boy would appear who would eat as if he did not feel anything on his tongue; if it were a contest for quantity of food, what they were sure would appear was a hacker with nothing in his stomach, because they didn't know how it was possible for him to eat more than a member of the Flash Family.
Damn, they couldn't even beat the goth girl in the pumpkin growing contest! This had gotten personal and they weren't going to ignore it, they would bring the Outlaws and Titans into this for sure.
Sam, Tucker and Danny for their part were extremely amused with these outsiders, at some point they tried to test if they were metas and it was all a trap (immediately dismissed by Sam and Tucker), they wondered if they would come back next year, well Illinois was their territory so they wished them luck.
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Honorable mention (vote “some other character” if this is your answer):
* Connor MacManus (Boondock Saints). Wasn’t enough room on the poll.
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nekrophoria · 10 days
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ʀᴏʏ - ʀᴇᴅ; ᴋɪɴɢ
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cherryxcadbury · 1 year
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16 with Mason if it is not gone please?xx
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first person pov
“Cast picture, everyone in!” One of your costar’s publicists beckoned to everyone.
You nodded, smiling nervously. You were at the French football awards, commonly known as the ballon d’or ceremony. Closely behind the Oscars and Golden Globes, this was one of the ceremonies with the most paparazzi you’d ever faced.
You were a Hollywood actress, a very successful one at that. From an early age, you’d love watching football and grew up supporting West Ham United. So, when the producers of Ted Lasso offered you a main role, you quickly did the paperwork and cleared your plate of all your other jobs.
After the cast photo was done, you more than anything wanted to get off the carpet, but the paparazzi had other ideas.
“Y/N! One solo photo please! Just one please Y/N!” The photographers screamed.
You bit your lip and opted for one photo. Trying to keep a straight face as the flashes intensified and you could see nothing but lights flashing constantly. Red carpets were a nightmare. Your hand was stationed on your hip and you debating on moving. The amount of light rendered you speechless.
“Y/N! A PHOTO IN THE FRONT TO SHOW US THE OUTFIT!” One screamed.
That shout got you out of your daze and you quickly made your way off of the carpet, trying very hard not to trip in front of everyone.
You let out a breath of relief when you realised you’d survived the fatal light show.
“Survived aye?” You quickly turned the opposite way upon hearing a voice speak to you.
You turned to see your costar, Brett (who played Roy Kent), looking at you with an easy smile. On set, Brett had surprisingly grown to be a very close friend of yours. Almost like a brother. In honesty, you were a bit worried about getting along with your cast mates given the large majority of them were at least ten years older than you.
You were so happy that you ended up being very wrong. Brett specifically was initially intimidating, because well, look at him. But he was a lot like his character, Roy. He specialized in being hilarious, in that serious, deadpan type of way. But he was so loving and caring, again, a lot like a big brother.
“Tell me about it. That was one of the worst red carpets yet.” You groaned.
Brett shrugged his shoulders with a laugh, “Maybe for you. Their cameras were following you the whole time. You should’ve seen how quickly the rest of us were forgotten after the cast picture.”
“Please. I’ve seen how Roy Kent obsessed some of these guys are.” You teased him, to which he laughed.
“Let’s move to our seats now yeah?” He suggested.
You nodded, quickly turning the opposite way, maybe a bit too quick. Because you ended up crashing right into something quite a few cms taller than you.
Well, more like someone. A crimson blush immediately made its way onto your face. You hated embarrassing yourself at events like these. So much so that you worked meticulously to avoid doing so.
“I’m so sorry. I wasn’t looking where I was going.” You apologised after steadying yourself.
The person you crashed into looked up with an easy smile on his face. Mason Mount.
“No worries.” He flashed a charming smirk at you, upon seeing the blush deepen on your face.
You gulped wanting this interaction to be over as soon as possible.
“Y/N L/N right? The actress who’s been winning a crazy amount of awards?” Mason checked.
You stood for a second taken aback. He knew who you were?
“Yeah I am Y/N. It’s nice to meet you.” You stretched your arm out to shake his hand.
You were not a big hugger, so you were grateful when he accepted with a smile.
“I’m Mason, Mason Mount. I play for Chelsea. All the guys love watching you.” He replied earnestly.
“I know who you are. You had a really good season last year.”
“What about this year?” Mason quirked his eyebrow.
You felt yourself slowly getting more comfortable with him.
“I’m not one to judge when someone’s club is going through it.”
His eyes twinkled with interest, “Yeah and what club do you support?”
You ceased a chuckle, “West Ham. So I’m really not in any place to speak.”
“Y/N! We need to get to our seats.” Brett called to you with a smug look on his face.
You knew that you were gonna hear it from him later.
“It was nice talking to you. Hopefully we meet again.” You waved goodbye, turning in the other direction.
When you’d caught up with Brett it was just a matter of waiting until he started teasing of you.
“Mount’s the bloke you were talking to yeah?” Brett began.
“I swear to god Brett if you say anything to the others…” You started before being cut off.
“I won’t say anything. I promise. Other than Y/N’s got a little boyfriend.” He teased.
“This is why I hate you.” You replied with a roll of the eyes.
“Hey! Someone’s gotta do it.” He defended himself with a smile.
The two of you jokingly shoved each other on the way to your seats, you with Mason Mount on your mind the whole way.
six months later…
“I’m not going to lie, pretty sure people hated season 3.” Toheeb, who played Sam Obisanya mumbled to you and the rest of the cast.
After being renewed for a fourth season, you lot were back and filming again.
“We’re like apple tv’s only successful show ever.” Hannah, who plays Rebecca, mentioned.
“That’s why they’re trying to increase the star power this season. Some *actual* footballers are supposed to be guest starring.” Brett informed.
“YOOOOO. Mbappes about to guest star innit!” Phil, who played the infamous Jaime Tartt got very excited.
“No way. The cost for Mbappe to do a 30 second appearance would probably cost the whole season’s budget.” You scoffed.
“Well whoever it is, they’re supposed to shoot their scenes today.” Jason, the Ted Lasso, informed the others.
“Say. Let’s get to shooting now yeah fellas!” He suggested, already slipping into his character.
About five hours later, they were almost done for the day.
“Okay Y/N. I assume you’ve read the script. You’re going to have a scene with the two guest stars. They already know what they have to say, so just do you and I’m sure the take will turn out great.” Jason encouraged.
You nodded, focusing to get in your element. Acting was understandably something that came easy to you. Though you were shy, there was always something appealing about masking your fear and embarrassment into a character. You nodded, focusing to get in your element. Acting was understandably something that came easy to you. Though you were shy, there was always something appealing about masking your fear and embarrassment into a character.
“You can take a water break, maybe five minutes, the guest stars should be here once you get back.” The episode’s director told you.
You nodded, very excited to get some water and some food. You were very very hungry. You walked over to your trailer parked right next to set and grabbed some of the snacks you always had on hand. You almost groaned in frustration when you thought the only thing you had was pistachios, but inwardly celebrated once you saw the cola gummies that you absolutely adored.
“Y/N! We’re about to start the scene!” An assistant director informed, knocking on your trailer.
You stuffed the last bit of cola gummies into your mouth then sped walk back to set. A hair and makeup artist fixed your hair and touched up your makeup before going back to where the camera was fixated.
“I’m here! I’m here! Sorry, I got a bit hungry.” You smiled sheepishly.
“All good Y/N. Now Y/N these are the two guest stars, Mason Mount and Reece James, they both play for Chelsea. Mason, Reece, this is Y/N, she’s one of our stars.” The director began introductions.
You quirked an eyebrow when you heard the names. You turned to your side to see Reece smiling at you, and Mason staring at you with an astonished look. He literally knew you starred in Ted Lasso, why was he surprised?
Wow.
“Hi Y/N! I’m Reece, this is Mason, we’re both big fans!” Reece said, coming over to you with Mason in tow.
You didn’t know who were expecting but Mason Mount was certainly not it. Seen you’d met him at the Ballon d’or ceremony, he’d improved his game tremendously, getting out of the slump he was in in no time. He was becoming the star that got him nominated for the ballon d’or a season or two ago.
“Hi Reece, Mason. It’s a pleasure.” You smiled, shaking Reece’s hand.
“Reece! If you can come over here so we can tell you your lines, Mason knows his already.” A producer called Reece away.
“I’ve been watching your games.” You were the first to speak.
“Still been struggling?” He asked with a knowing smile.
“Very impressed with how quickly you improved your game. Maybe if Messi and Mbappe didn’t exist, you’d stand a chance at the ballon d’or.” You teased.
“I really have been meaning to thank you ya know.” Mason suddenly turned serious.
“What?”
“It was something you said about how Chelsea wasn’t doing so well, and we weren’t. It made me so determined to put in extra work and extra hours in training. You’re part of the reason I’m back on my game. So thank you.” He confessed.
“I’m not one to take credit for other’s hard work. But I appreciate that, thank you.”
“Mason! Y/N! Let me show you your positioning!” The director called out.
About two hours later, the last scene had been shot for the day. You were about to get in your car and drive home before you heard Mason calling for you.
“What’s up Mase?” You asked, turning around.
“Here.” He said, slipping a piece of paper into your hand.
You opened it and successfully avoided blushing when you saw a phone number written down. “This yours?” You teased, waving it in front of him.
He nodded, hands stuffed in his pockets.
“I’m not making the same mistake I did last time.” He winked, walking away.
You stood there dumbfounded until you saw Brett’s provoking smirk several meters away from you.
“Y/N’s got a boyfriend. Y/N’s got a boyfriend.” He sang while walking to his car.
“I hate millennials.” You groaned.
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Round one
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The Traveling Wilburys  
Formed in: 1988
Genres: Rock, country rock, folk rock, roots rock
Lineup:  Nelson Wilbury (George Harrison) – lead and harmony vocals, guitars
Otis Wilbury (Jeff Lynne) – lead and harmony vocals, electric and acoustic guitars, bass guitar
Charlie T. Wilbury Jr (Tom Petty) – lead and harmony vocals, acoustic guitar
Lefty Wilbury (Roy Orbison) – lead and harmony vocals, acoustic guitar
Lucky Wilbury (Bob Dylan) – lead and harmony vocals, acoustic guitar
Albums from the 80s:  
The Traveling Wilburys Vol. 1 (1988)
Propaganda: They're not exactly like any other 80s band at the time. They're older, they're in their prime, and they're not bound by any contracts- they just want to record music and have fun together, and they have so much love and respect for each other, and you can feel it in the songs they make. (Plus, I think everyone's had a crush on at least one of them- I know I have.)
Pink Floyd
Formed in: 1966
Genres: Progressive rock, art rock, psychedelic rock, space rock, experimental rock
Lineup: David Gilmour - vocals, guitars
Richard Wright - vocals, keyboards
Nick Mason - drums, percussion
Albums from the 80s:
The Final Cut (1983)
A Momentary Lapse of Reason (1987)
Delicate Sound of Thunder (1988)
Propaganda: 
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dailydccomics · 6 months
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the OG Outsiders are back and sexier than ever Outsiders vol 4 #15
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thegroovywitch · 1 year
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John Paul Jones, David Gilmour and Roy Harper during the free concert at Hyde Park “Roy Harper and Heavy Friends”.
— August 31, 1974
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leoruby-draws · 2 years
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Here are some drawings I did while thinking of potential teams for Jason in the Training Wheels au, I drew these a while ago actually. They've been stuck in my drafts for months (since like...October last year lol) decided to just post before I forget about it again.
When thinking up teams, I used different sorts of criteria. Being close in age, similar upbringings, their relationships to their parental figure/mentors, if they share similar narrative niches in their respective family/teams. Sometimes I get inspired by other peoples ideas for a team too, it's fun to see how different people create so many different teams.
Plus some of these characters never got to be part of kids team of their own, if they did it either didn't last long or ended badly. So I wanted a place for them to just be happy ig.
Anyways I'll post their names under the read more, so this post doesn't get too long.
First team (top row, from left to right)- Silver Swan (Vanessa Kapatelis), Rankorr (Jack Moore), Tefe Holland (from Swamp Thing), and Godspeed (August Heart).
Bottom row- Ravager (Rose Wilson), Jason Todd, Kid Devil (Eddie Bloomberg) , the main trio.
The first one was one I thought of right away, but thinking it over they seemed better fitted for a more older, anti-hero type team (look at poor Eddie, he looks so out of place there lol). Of these characters, I think I might drop Godspeed as a member, since he's Barry's age him being here wouldn't work. I'm thinking Owen Mercer could be a better fit hmm.
Second Team - Koryak, Anima (Courtney Mason), Damage (Grant Emerson), Black Alice (Lori Zechlin), and the main trio.
This second team is probably a more better fit for my Training Wheels au tbh, maybe a bit edgy but its more of a place for wayward angry teenagers trying to find their place in the world.
Third Team ( Not an actual team, just a mishmash of characters I considered) -
Yonder Man, Meow Meow (Nyan Nyan?) (randoms from Get Joker)
Crux (Simon Amal), Essence, and Strike (Dana Harlowe) from RHaTO
and Arsenal (Roy Harper) I grabbed from the Young Justice cartoon, he's the younger one who got kidnapped and put on ice. I always kinda wished that he'd be retconned into being New52 Roy tbh.
Anyways these are just random thoughts I had for a alternate universe Robin Jason team I've had for a while, I have a bunch more drawings showcasing these characters. I'll try to space them out posting them, so that I don't end up spamming ya'll.
If your interested on why I chose any particular character, you can always drop an ask!
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more-relics · 2 years
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Pink Floyd & Roy Harper, Hyde Park Free Festival, June 29 1968. Photos by  Angela Williams.  
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rutgersmcgroarty · 2 years
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Which World Juniors duo has the better bromance? 😂
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stu0776 · 10 months
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nekrophoria · 2 months
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...I apologize for this.
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unitedbydevils · 7 months
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Match Review: Manchester United 0-1 Crystal Palace
Fuck me for being optimistic after the mid-week game eh.
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Palace were not very good. Roy Hodgson might have the rub of the green against us, and Joachim Andersen did score a beauty of a goal, but that was all Palace had to offer. We were the issue. United were insipid. It's so fucking frustrating watching players half-arse it.
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United's XG was 1.67 to Palace's 0.81. 77% possession to United. 19 shots but only 4 on target....
I feel sorry for Rasmus Højlund. It's not easy to establish yourself in the Premier League, but especially so when your team isn't finding you with passes and layoffs as the centre forward. Can't score if you're only given the ball in sub-optimal positions.
What differed though between today and mid-week? The answer is energy. Casemiro is not winning duels this season. 81.4% last season is now 28.1% this season. It might be part of his slow start, but it's a huge problem for United because - as we saw today - Mount offers energy and pressing, Bruno is your creativity gamble, but Casemiro's the deep lying player that's effectively left the back gate open and oops, pressure on the defence.
A big part of why Tuesday went well was because Hannibal brought energy and tenacity to the United midfield. His work rate, along with Mount's, allowed Casemiro more energy-friendly playmaker duties, and in fairness he delivered. Have we lost last season's Case? Feels like we'll be after Evan Ferguson plus a DM next summer at this rate.
Oh, and Hannibal: why was he not selected, or even used as a sub, today? Rest ahead of Tuesday? Spared from the ignominy of being lumped in with shite?
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Defensively, United were okay. Onana wasn't at fault for the goal and was reliable yet again. The makeshift defence was also okay, but no proper LB makes a huge difference to United's build-up play and the overlapping. If Reguilon is back (or any of them) then Casemiro can be benched for Amrabat, and my god would we see a drastic improvement in United's threat.
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There's also the question to be asked about Rashford. Garnacho was labelled as playing not that well when he made some starts, but smashed it in the mid-week fixture. Today, a rested Rashford did... not a lot. If Garnacho is getting benched for being sub-par, now's the time to apply that to Marcus. Wake him up.
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Hope is not all lost though. Varane and Dalot posted strong duel and passing stats. Mount and Bruno had good passing - and final third passing in particular. I do worry about them both fitting into midfield together though. I'd like to play them as CAM/RW and rotate during the game, but Bruno's crossing today was dire. Mount would be much more reliable out wide.
Next up is Galatasaray in the Champions League. If Reguilon isn't back then I'd start Hannibal in CM, though to be honest i'd not be against Dalot LB/Lindelof RB and Amrabat/Hannibal as the pivot.
Drop Casemiro. Drop Rashford. Demand better. Or we'll be demanding a new manager (yet again).
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Skeet Ulrich f/os
Chris Hooker, the craft (1996)
Aricka x Chris Hooker, the jock and the theater girl
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Billy Loomis: Scream (1996)
Aricka x Billy Loomis, Ghostface and the woman in white, Ghostface boyfriend 🔪
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Tim Mason: chill factor (1999)
Aricka x Tim Mason, rolling down the river with you
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Kevin Mitnick: takedown
Aricka x Kevin, somebody to love
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Billy Raedeen: nobody’s baby
Aricka x Billy R, 1+1=3
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Ray Singleton: the magic of ordinary days
Aricka x Ray; the farmer takes a wife
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Jake Green: Jericho
Aricka x Jake G, love you forever til forever falls apart
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FP Jones: Riverdale
Aricka x FP, the serpent king’s queen
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Roy: Supercell
Aricka x Roy; spin me round like a twister 🌪️
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Colin; Parish
Aricka x Colin, fight for me fight beside me
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(We don’t have any gifs of Colin yet but have another Skeet gif-)
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dailydccomics · 5 months
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in Blackest Night... Outsiders vol 4 #24-25
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antiqueanimals · 2 years
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Any Canadian geese?
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Neil Welliver (1929-2005), Canada Geese, 1978
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Roy Martell Mason (1886-1972), Canada Geese Resting, watercolor on paper
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Lynn Bogue Hunt (1878-1960)
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