#the camera crew is for real obsessed with him

[bonojour]

bruce springsteen recording his lines for ‘we are the world’, taken from 'the greatest night in pop’ (2024)

#bruce springsteen #brucespringsteenedit #springsteenedit #80s music #the greatest night in pop #musicedit #musicgifs #gilles gifs #the camera crew is for real obsessed with him

[harrysfolklore]

tom blyth being obsessed with his girlfriend: a compilation

this was inspired by @astranva’s famous blurbs, love you and miss you novs <3

MASTERLIST | MY PATREON

It seemed like the entire world was crushing on the same man: Tom Blyth

Unfortunately for those who watched The Ballad of Songbirds and Snakes and came out of the theater in love with the man who played Coriolanus Snow, he was happily taken and loved to talk about his girlfriend any chance he got, which lead to fans making several compilations about the times he was a simp over his girl.

The most popular video was a 10 minute and 33 seconds compilation, which had around 445k views.

It started with Tom's interview with Good Morning America to talk about Billy the Kid, the interviewer asking about how he prepared for the role.

"It was during the pandemic, like any actor during that time I was just hoping that the world came back to normal so I could start making a cent," everyone in the set laughed at this, "I was living with my girlfriend YN in a barn house and we were like chopping wood every morning and visiting my friend's ranch. So when I got the part I kinda felt like I was ready for it."

"Your girlfriend, you say," one of the interviewers said making Tom smile right away, "Did she help you prepare for the role too?

"Of course she did, she's my biggest supporter ever."

The video moved to show some behind the scenes of Songbirds and Snakes footage, Tom dressed in his peacekeeper costume and dancing around while Rachel recorded him.

"See this moves?" he got closer to the camera, "I used them to charm my girlfriend."

"And I doubt they worked." Rachel laughed behind the camera.

"She loves me so I'm pretty sure they did."

The next thing shown was Tom sitting next to Hunter as they did an interview for Rolling Stone, the crew just asked about their thoughts on Olivia Rodrigo's single for the movie.

"I love Olivia Rodrigo," Hunter cheerfully said, throwing her arms up to the air, "The new album is so good."

"I'm a big fan as well," Tom joined in, "My girlfriend YN, she's obsessed with her, plays her songs all the time."

"Just so everyone knows, YN is like the coolest person ever," Hunter said, making Tom smile, "She brought us snacks on set so many times, such an angel."

"She's the best."

The following footage was Tom and Rachel's rapid-fire questions with Vogue.

"Can you guess where this is from?" Rachel asked holding up a card that showed a zoomed in picture of a suit.

"That's my Prada suit from the London premiere," Tom asked confidently, Rachel confirming that he was correct, "My girlfriend YN loved that suit, that's why It's one of my favorites."

"Oh I miss YN."

"So do I, so do I."

Next clip was Tom's interview Stephen Colbert, who just asked him if he was a fan of the books growing up.

"I was such a huge fan, I grew up watching the films. My mom and sister used to go to opening weekends to see the movies," the audience cheered at that, "Actually, for my third date with my girlfriend I took her to see the last movie, so getting to play a young president Snow is a real honor."

The video quickly moved to show the lat clip, one of Tom's interviews at the London premiere of the movie.

"Are you here on your own? No date?" The interviewer said once Tom finished answering the previous question.

"I'm here with my girlfriend, actually," his face beamed as he spoke, "She's probably somewhere taking selfies with Hunter, those two are like best friends."

"Is she close to your cast mates?" the interviewer asked again.

"Definitely, they try to steal her from me and I can't blame them, she's the best."

#tom blyth x reader #tom blyth fanfiction #tom blyth imagine #tom blyth blurb #tom blyth x you #tom blyth fake instagram #tom blyth social media au #coriolanus snow #coriolanus x reader #coriolanus snow fanfiction #tom blyth fic #harrysfolklore #tom blyth fluff #tom blyth smut #the ballad of songbirds and snakes #coriolanus snow smut #social media au #tom blyth au #1k #2k

[7ndipity]

“Eyes On Me”

Yoongi x Reader

Summary: When you visit Yoongi on the set of the Haegeum music video, you realize you might have a slight thing for his Agust D persona.

Word Count: just under 1.7k

Warnings: +18 mdni, smut, Dom Yoongi, light degradation, slight mirror sex, mentions of voyeurism, unprotected sex(pls don’t do this), swearing, not proofread

A/N: Thanks to the lovely anon who requested this!

Masterlist

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You were practically vibrating with excitement as your car pulled up to the filming location. Usually, Yoongi liked to keep a certain level of separation between his work life and you, but since he was going to be filming as his Agust D persona, which he knew you had a more than slight obsession with, he’d asked if you wanted to join him on the trip to Thailand.

Naturally, you’d agreed immediately, loving any opportunity to show your support for him, and also knowing, whether he admitted it or not, that he was slightly nervous about being without any of the other members. Plus, there was no way you were about to pass up the opportunity to see him as his alter ego in real life.

As you climbed out of the car, you were greeted by one of his staff members, who then led you through the building to where they were currently filming.

Through the crowd of crew members, you managed to catch sight of him as he was talking with the director, clad in a patterned shirt and dark jeans, the necklaces around his neck catching the light as he moved, his hair, which you’d developed an obsession with since he started growing it out longer, was styled in a gorgeous mess of tousled waves.

You’d have to remember to thank his styling team later, his look exuded the perfect balance of casual, edgy sexiness, leaving you unable to tear your gaze away.

As you stared at him, he happened to look up and catch sight of you, his eyes lighting up as he sent you a tiny smile and wave, but before you could greet each other any further, the director called action and suddenly your Yoongi seemed to disappear.

As soon as the song started to play, Yoongi’s lips curled into a cocky smirk as he danced around the room, rapping along perfectly with the backing track. As he spun away from the camera, he shot you a quick glance, giving you a sly wink that made your thighs clench involuntarily.

You tried to ignore the stirring heat in your lower belly, but as they continued to film, you became embarrassingly aware of the growing wetness between your legs.

You couldn’t believe you were this turned on from just watching him. It wasn’t like you hadn’t seen him perform before, but something about seeing him like this, with that over-confident swagger and wicked gleam in his eye, had you squirming in your seat to try and subtly alleviate the growing need in your aching core.

After what felt like hours, they finally called for a break, giving Yoongi(and you) time to rest while they reset the cameras for the next shot.

Yoongi immediately made a beeline for you, a sly smile teasing up the corners of his mouth as he looped his arms around your waist in a quick hug.

“Enjoying yourself?” He asked, pecking your cheek.

“Mhm.” You nodded, suddenly feeling shy for some reason.

He looked at you quizzically. “You feeling okay?”

“Yeah, why?” You replied innocently.

“Your face is red.” He said, smirking at you.

You looked down, flustered.

He leaned in close enough that no one else could overhear him.

“You know, you’re really not as subtle as you think you are.” He murmured against your ear. “I saw the way you kept staring at me. Care to share what you were thinking about?”

You shivered slightly as his fingers traced along your waist teasingly.

“You just looked really hot.” You admitted.

“Yeah? You like this?” He teased as he pulled back, gesturing to his outfit.

“Mhm.” You nodded, eyes following the way his hands caught hold of one of his necklaces.

“You should see what they’ve got me in later, a full suit with my hair slicked back.” He said in a low voice.

“I like you like this.” You whispered, catching hold of the edge of his shirt as you stared up at him, desperate need clear in your eyes, causing his gaze to darken.

He caught hold of your hand, pulling you along behind him as subtly as possible through the building til he found the spare room that was being used for wardrobe and makeup, which was mercifully empty of staff at the moment.

He quickly tugged you inside, pressing you up against the wall as he kissed you hungerly, his mouth hot and demanding, not at all like his normal gentle touch.

“I only have ten minutes, so you better behave.” He said, pulling back to stare you down with lust blown eyes, grinding his growing erection against your clothed core and causing you to let out a soft whimper.

A flicker of movement in your peripheral caught your attention, drawing your eyes to the full length mirror in the corner of the room, showing off the way Yoongi had you caged in with his body.

Yoongi noticed your gaze and glanced up, his earlier smirk returning.

“Well, isn’t this convenient?” He purred in your ear, pulling you forward and spinning you so you were now in front of the mirror, your back to his chest. “This way you can still watch me, since you like that so much.”

Without breaking eye contact with you in the mirror, he slipped a hand down your front of your pants, teasing you over your underwear, feeling the growing damp patch on the fabric.

“So fucking wet already.” He growled in your ear. “Did seeing me like this really turn you that much?”

“You always make me like this.” You breathed, your eyes fluttering closed as you let your head fall back against his shoulder.

“Ah-ah.” He caught your jaw with his free hand, drawing your gaze back to the mirror. “Eyes on me, understand? You look away, you don’t get to cum. Got it?”

“Yes, Sir.” You whispered, feeling a shiver run through your body as you met his gaze in the reflection.

“Sir?” He raised a brow at you in amusement. “Shit, you really are gone for me today, aren’t you?”

Heat flooded your face, but you didn’t deny it, bucking against his hand fruitlessly. “Please.”

He removed his hand from you, making quick work of both of your pants before bending you over, barely teasing the tip of his cock between your folds before thrusting into you without warning, making you let out a small yelp, which Yoongi quickly muffled with a hand over your mouth.

“Careful, Doll, wouldn’t want anyone to hear what we’re doing in here, right?” He mocked as he bottomed out, not giving you time to adjust before drawing his hips back and trusting into you again, quickly setting a harsh pace as your hands shot out to brace against the mirror.

“Or maybe you would like that? Hmm? Want everyone to know what a little slut you are for me?” He adjusted his hold on you, deepening the angle of his thrusts and making you let out another low whine, mouth hanging open in pleasure.

“Such a slutty cunt, just couldn’t fucking wait to be filled, huh?” He grunted, watching the way you fell apart so easily on his cock.

Your hands clutched uselessly at the smooth surface of the mirror for stability, trying to hold yourself up as Yoongi continued to pound into you.

“Y-yoongi.” You whimpered, fighting to keep your eyes open and fixed on him.

“Hmm?” He cocked his head at you. “What is it, Baby?”

“Wanna cum, please.” You pleaded.

“Yeah?” He leaned over you, never slowing his thursts as his hand came back down to find your clit, rubbing harsh circles over the little bundle of nerves and making you shake in his hold.

“Cum.” He commanded.

Almost instantly, your orgasm crashed over you, biting your lip to keep from screaming out his name as you threw your head back.

Taking the opportunity, Yoongi latched onto your neck, sucking and biting at the skin and dragging out your release, causing your walls to spasm around him uncontrollably.

“Fuck.” Unable to hold back anymore, he thrusted harshly into you, his hips losing their rhythm as your clenching heat sucked him in, his cock pulsing as he coated your insides with his release.

“Fuck.” He repeated shakily, stilling deep inside of you as he leaned his forehead against your back, trying to catch his breath before pressing a kiss to your skin. “You’re gonna be the fucking death of me.”

You laughed shakily, still staring at his slightly fucked-out image in the mirror.

He pulled out, quickly tugging your underwear back into place before anything could escape.

”Keep that in for me, yeah?” He said low in your ear, resting his hand over your abused cunt. “We can’t be making a mess of the set, can we?”

You shook your head, wobbling slightly as you tried to turn to face him, Yoongi’s hands instantly shooting out to steady you.

Just as suddenly as it had appeared earlier, the dark glint in his eyes faded, leaving only the gentle sweetness of your Yoongi staring back at you as he held onto you.

“You alright?” He asked gently.

You nodded. “Just need a minute.” You admitted with another quiet laugh, making him smile in relief before pressing his lips to yours, this time so much softer and full of love.

There was a sudden knock at the door, making you both jump back slightly.

“Yoongi? We’re ready for you on set.”

“Be right there.” He called, never taking his eyes off of you.

He pressed another gentle kiss to your lips before leading you over to sit in one of the makeup chairs.

“You rest, I’ll be back in a few minutes. Okay?”

“Okay.” You replied, watching as he tidied himself up before heading for the door. “Hey.”

He paused, looking back at you questioningly. “Yeah?”

“Do you think they’ll let you keep that outfit?” You asked with a grin.

He laughed, shaking his head in disbelief. “I’ll ask.”

“Thank you.” You beamed.

He slipped out the door, mumbling something about “ridiculous”, but you didn’t pay it any mind.

He did keep the outfit though.

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#yoongi smut #yoongi scenarios #yoongi drabble #yoongi oneshot #yoongi x y/n #yoongi x reader #bts scenarios #bts x reader #bts x y/n #bts smut #bts drabble #bts one shot #bts requests #7ndipity

[pap3rcherry]

✮⋆˙ DIGITAL SILENCE ୨୧

YANDERE MR.PUZZLES X READER WHOS IN SMG4'S CREW.

A/N:Yahoo! im back babeyyy,way better now and, btw ik smg4's fandom isnt that famous and this will probably only get 2/3 views, but im doing this anyways.

Type: Headcanons, romantic, fluff/light angst.

Tw/Cw: Yandere topics, he hypnotizes you, obsessive behavior, paranoia, delusion, possessiveness, overprotection, suggestive(?), he literally worships you so much, emotional dependence .

Song recommendation: Creative control - Mr puzzles

୨୧ He got so hooked up on you, and he doesnt know how or why, but he just knew he needed you when he first landed his cameras on you, you were so captivating, he had to understand why.

୨୧ Before he hypnotized everyone, he kept a big eye on you, that were blissfully unaware of his obsession or existence, sometimes he got so excited of looking at you that he almost got to capture you to himself, but he had to control himself, he could do that later.

୨୧ When puzzles finally hypnotized everyone, he needed to see you first than EVERYBODY else and my god, you were so precious and beautiful in person, he couldnt get enough from looking at you, he was so glad he finally got to see your pretty face in person.

୨୧ During the shows, whenever you were on screen, he would display you always as the most perfect character in the story and sometimes he would even insert himself in them just to be more close to you or to be your love interest.

୨୧ He enjoys watching your performances so much, you were just made for the screens! you easily highlighted yourself in every show, even if you were just standing, or staying in the background, he would pay attention to you everytime, every single move you do or word you say, he is paying full attention.

୨୧ He would be extra touchy with you, since he was very lonely when a child, he would take all the years of him wishing there was someone to hug him and etc. On you, he would be soo touch starved.

୨୧ Puzzles would get a bit paranoid and feared when you get your conscience back, he tried to comfort himself with the "they'll never know" mindset, protected by the delusion that he did the right thing of hypnotizing you.

୨୧ Puzzles would panic when you got your conscience and memories back, but relieved that you wouldnt remember the stories where he inserted himself in so he could be creepily more close to you.

୨୧ But when he heard you also wanted to leave, he was furious, how could his own darling try and leave him?! hes the one who can make u a real star, the real deal, and the others are just... second characters, how can you want to stay with such pesky brats?! they were nothing compared to you!

୨୧ But he didnt blame you, you were with those weirdos since the beginning consequently making you not even know half of your potential since you were brainwashed by that pesky crew, so, he had to show you that your place was with him, on the big screens with only him, nobody else.

୨୧ If you wanted to stay with him or not didnt really matter, you were in his reality, he could make you his whenever, he just felt like giving you the illusion of a choice in hopes you would "choose" the right decision. (hes not insane at all! hes just silly!)

୨୧ You were his precious puppet, his puppet, his companion, he couldnt let you leave, no, he couldnt, he needs you and you will need him, he would show you your place, he eventually would.

୨୧ "When i saw you, i instantly knew that you were a natural star, so be good and stay with me, okay?"

#mr puzzles #Yandere mr puzzles #yandere hcs #yandere headcanons #smg4 #smg4 x reader #yandere x reader #fluff #light angst #୨୧ cherry works

[hologramcowboy]

"DeLorenzo claims compensatory and punitive damages for physical injuries, pain and emotional distress, among other things. In the complaint, he names Warners, The CW Network and executive producer Jensen Ackles, who starred in Supernatural."

Danneel is also included in this lawsuit and this is the part where Karma teaches Jensen that manipulation, nepotism and greed lead to consequences. Cause and effect. This news is the final nail on the coffin when it comest to my trust towards Jensen as a professional and character wise. It takes me back to his Rust interogation where he was down playing what people were going through and claiming the set was professional.

I hope there will be serious measures taken because playing with the lives of both the crew and cast on set is dangerous. I am hoping some of the actors who had to shoot that day join in on this lawsuit because their lives were at risk too and it would be the right thing to do to set a precedent law wise for the industry and reinforce safety measures.

The fact that Jensen comes from experiecing first hand on the set of Rust what lack of safety measures can lead to makes this even more serious. I hope he will take responsibility and advocate for greater measures on set. Sadly, I doubt he will ever consider the big picture and impact of his actions so he will probably selfishly hide his head under the sand. To the obsessed Jensen stans that are defending him rabidly online over this article, shame on you, you have officially crossed the line into sociopathy by lacking empathy completely. What happened on the TW set is indicative of many forced risks casts and crews live through and those should be resolved to avoid deaths and serious mental as well as physical consequences. If Jensen is the only one you feel empathy for then realize that he could also lose his health or life if he keeps on approving or making choices that subvert safety measures. For once, realize that the world does not revolve around your blind worship of a C list actor, real people are suffering real consequences due to his lack of leadership, empathy and professionalism and you seem to be set on following in this very same path, on being extremely closed off, self absorbed examples of people who lack empathy because they worship ego.

Jensen had already greatly weakened his credibility by giving Danneel a producer vanity tile, now, due to his "production"'s on set negligence, he has put himself in a very shady position and this will greatly impact his castability and professional reputation.

#jensen critical #anti danneel #anti jenneel #anti aas #anti the winchesters

[xoxoemynn]

So I know I’ve already shared that I’m a little obsessed with moments right before a character’s life is about to change and they don’t know it.

That’s also because I’m obsessed with those moments in real life too. Although, of course, people aren’t characters so don’t have the gift of literary foreshadowing and all that. But I just love being able to look back and go, ah, yes, that past version of person had NO IDEA all that was to come just by doing what they were doing in that moment.

I think that’s why, in the wake of news that filming for S2 of OFMD is beginning in just about a month (!!!!) I’ve been fixated on this wonderful post of Rhys behind the scenes of  of OFMD S1.

The cast and crew had no idea what the response to the show would be. They were just on set, doing their jobs (and by all accounts having a blast doing so), more secluded than usual due COVID restrictions. And obviously you’re going to want any project you’re working on to succeed, and they clearly all believed in it, but there are just so many variables. When it would air, who would see it, if it would resonate, etc.

And now they’re heading back, just about five months after the show started airing (with almost no promotion, thanks for that HBO Max), to film another season. With a HUGE fan base, more than 10,000 fan works already on AO3, incredible responses at cons... they’re going back to work on the same show, but it has to feel ENTIRELY different.

I look back at that post of Rhys, who has said he never saw himself in a leading man role, having so much fun and showing off for the camera with this whole new professional experience ... and now it’s magnified by that fact we’ve all seen him as a leading man and LOVE him and are rooting for him. I dunno, there’s just kind of an ... almost innocence in those images now? Doing something he loves, still no idea what was to come for him.

And then too I think about how when OFMD was renewed Rhys made sure to say “I know the fans deserve more. We’re gonna bring it!!!” and it’s just so ... I can’t really put this into words, I’m just clutching my hands together and getting emotional thinking about everybody who worked so hard to get this show to us, how they’ve impacted our lives, how we’ve impacted theirs, and how because of that, we are all getting MORE. 

Anyway I’ll be in the blanket fort.

#ofmd #Rhys Darby #if this doesn't make sense I blame the cold medicine #just feeling a bit emo about the show's journey #emynn.op

[welcometojackass2022]

What A Jackass Girl Would Be Like (Except She’s as Mean and Gross as the Guys Are)

@gocryaboutitt Sorry for the wait! I’ve formatted this so that it’s a series of little stories/scenarios of different stunts the girl would participate in and what her relationship would be like with the guys. I hope that works for you!

I have a name for the character, but I didn’t want to use it here cuz my account is mainly for reader inserts, so she’s referred to as the female jackass. Also, Crash is a camerawoman character that my friend and I made up, so she gets a couple mentions here.

Based off of this post I made about a female jackass member who’s as nasty and gross and mean and tough as the guys are: https://welcometojackass2022.tumblr.com/post/691606782874976256/dont-get-me-wrong-im-absolutely-obsessed-with

The Terror Taxi Stunt (Before the Reveal):

When it came time for the boys to collect pubic hair to use for Ehren’s beard, the female jackass was the first person to volunteer. She pulled her ratty gym shorts down just enough to expose her pubic hair to the camera, grinning as the rest of the crew roared with laughter. “Gimme the fucking razor, I can handle the hack job on my own.” Bam dutifully handed her the razor and held the collection bowl directly under her crotch. “You wouldn’t happen to have crabs or anything, would you?” She laughed. “Nah, but I’ll tell Ehren I do after he finds out what the beard’s made from.” Bam went to peek inside her gym shorts. “Are you hiding an entire jungle in there? Jesus fucking Christ, the bowl’s nearly full already.” She elbowed him in the gut and snatched the bowl. “Fuck off, Margera, you’ve got a bush too.”

The Terror Taxi Stunt (After the Reveal):

Ehren had finally been told that the hair glued to his face was real pubic hair, and as he tore it off in chunks and tried not to gag, the female jackass leaned over and tapped him on the shoulder. “Oh, by the way, I’m 99% certain that I have crabs, so good luck explaining that at your next doctor’s appointment.” Ehren ran off to the grass as if he was about to throw up, and the rest of the crew lost it, with Bam rolling around on the ground in a fit of laughter. With Ehren out of earshot, the cameraman panned to the female jackass and lowered his voice. “When are you gonna tell him you don’t actually have crabs?” She grinned. “Never. I’m sure he’ll find out on his own.”

The Boys Fucking With Her Hair:

One of the unspoken rules of the jackass crew was to never fall asleep at work, because by doing so you were inviting the rest of the cast to prank you while you slept. Unfortunately, the female jackass totally forgot this on one occasion during the filming of the first jackass movie. Bam and Ryan Dunn walked into one of the backrooms and found her passed out on the couch, and they immediately decided to fuck with her. They brought in a cameraman and the rest of the jackass cast to watch, and then Bam took a lighter and used it to singe the ends of her long, greasy hair. The smell of burning hair somehow wasn’t enough to wake her up, so Ryan took it a step further and got a pair of scissors, grabbing a massive chunk of her hair and chopping it off. When the female jackass woke up and saw him standing over her with a third of her hair in his fist, she immediately got up, chased him through the building, tackled him to the ground, and shoved the entire chunk of hair down his throat. Any normal person would have cut some hair off the other side to make it even or even shaved off the whole thing just to start over, but the female jackass isn’t normal, and so she kept her hair exactly as it was for the rest of filming, to the point where it became her signature hairstyle.

Filming Dangerous Stunts With the Crew:

From the moment the female jackass member joined the crew, she’s been welcomed with open arms for one simple fact: she’s down for literally anything. Jumping off a three story building into a pile of trash cans? She’d say yes without hesitation. Being dropped into a pit full of poisonous snakes? Sure, just give her a thick pair of shoes and she’s good to go. She’s fearless as hell and will gladly volunteer to do stunts that the rest of the crew refuse to do. When the rest of the crew didn’t want to do a stunt that involved being shot at with a BB gun from only ten feet away, she immediately stepped up. When no one else wanted to slide down the roof of a four story building stark naked into a freezing cold pool in the middle of December, she eagerly took the opportunity and pulled it off flawlessly. She’s proven time and time again that she’s not a pussy, and the crew never doubts her for even a second. If anyone even suggested that she was too weak for a certain stunt, the rest of the crew would laugh their ass off and call them an idiot. She’s also been known to agree to extremely stupid stunts, like letting some of the cameramen (usually Crash) tattoo dicks on her arm while the two of them ride rollercoasters.

Being Gross as Hell with the Rest of the Crew:

If there’s one thing that’s certain, it’s that the crew couldn’t give a shit less that she’s a girl. The boys are all just as rough and disgusting with her as they are with each other; they’ve farted in her face, thrown animal shit at her during stunts, vomited all over her, shoved her face into their sweaty armpits, body slammed her into walls, and pranked her with electricity and rat traps just as much as anyone else, and she’s done the same to all of them. Her hygiene is about as good as the rest of theirs is (meaning not very good at all), so it’s not like any members of the crew like it when she shoves their face into her armpits or sticks her ass in their face when they’re unable to move. She’s been a part of the team so long that they’ve essentially forgotten that she’s physically different from the rest of them, and they have to be careful with bullying her in public because there’s been a couple of instances where they’ve pulled a mean prank on her or done something gross to her in public and had a random member of the public get onto them for “abusing” her. Someone could probably make a twenty minute compilation of footage of all the times she’s pulled her gym shorts down and stuck her sweaty ass in Bam’s face while he was distracted. One of her favorite things to do is blow her nose into a tissue and then open the tissue and rub it all over someone’s face. She also likes lighting her farts on fire, and has done it multiple times with one of the cameramen, Crash.

Addressing the Relationship Questions:

The Jackass crew were interviewed for their upcoming movie, and one of the first questions asked was directed at the female jackass member. “Are you dating any of the cast?” All of the crew, her included, reacted with total disgust. “These guys have seen me do some absolutely disgusting things, and I’ve seen them do even more disgusting things, and when you see stuff like that, it’s impossible to think of them in a romantic way. How am I supposed to kiss Dave when I’ve seen him eat horse shit? How do I fuck Bam when we’ve farted in each other’s faces? How do I even think about dating Steve-O when he’s thrown up on me every day since I started working with him? These guys are my best friends, but I could never be anything more than that with any of them.” The rest of the guys agreed, and the subject was quickly changed.

The Topic of Vagina Stunts:

Half of the stunts done by the crew involve their dicks, so when the female jackass member joined the crew, it only makes sense that she wanted to do some vagina-related stunts. She directly asked Johnny to let her do something involving her getting hit in the crotch with a baseball, but while Johnny and the crew were all for it, some of the higher ups flatly refused; for one reason or another, they didn’t think it was appropriate to show a woman being hit in the crotch on TV. But her and the boys were determined to make it happen, so for the second jackass film, they filmed several stunts of her getting hit in the crotch and then, after lots of begging, finally managed to convince the executives to let them put the footage on the 2.5 film. Johnny once said he’d never seen a woman be so eager to get hit in the crotch with heavy objects before.

Being Absolutely Stupid Like the Rest of the Cast:

Usually when there’s only one female member of a group, she’s the “voice of reason” and the smart one. That’s not the case here. The female Jackass member is just as stupid and juvenile as the rest of the cast. In a stunt that involved having to answer questions at a fourth grade level, she got every single question wrong, even the ones about simple math. When one of the crew members would come up with a stupid suggestion, like lighting up fireworks in the house, she’d always be the first to agree. She doesn’t have a single bit of common sense; her brain wants excitement and adrenaline, and that’s what she looks for. She’ll go along with any stupid idea if she thinks it’ll be funny or exciting, so if you want to speak to someone reasonable, don’t come to her. She laughs just as hard at fart jokes as she does at actual punchlines, and she’s an avid user of fart putty and whoopie cushions.

#jackass imagine #jackass x reader #jackass #johnny knoxville #bam margera #steve o #chris pontius #danger ehren #dave england #preston lacy #wee man #imagine #fanfiction #headcanon

[24-hourpartypeople]

I'M ALAN PARTRIDGE S1: I mean, this is not just peak Alan, this is peak comedy. Every other line is a great joke if not a memorable quote yet it all still works in depicting Alan as a three dimensional character and not just a punching bag. It's all slightly exaggerated but gives back a sense of realness because the Alan universe is so perfectly crafted. What's really fascinating is that almost everything you get is from Alan's interacting with other people, but there's a strong underlyining sense of loneliness throughout and that's what makes you sympathetic towards the character. Yes he's opportunistic and arrogant but at times you want him to shut up not because he's annoying but because he's burying himself. Just cringe comedy played perfectly. I also absolutely love how you get comedy out of his little obsessions and pedantry, that's maybe my favourite definying trait of Steve's stuff.

Talking of Steve, he's unreal here. I've said it before but he has the incredible ability to go big while still playing on the subtleties, be it a face expression, the timing of inflection of a phrase or a small gesture. It's quite fitting that one of the most iconic moments of the series has him not speaking a single word. He's completely mastered the character by this point and there's nothing that's off limits for him. But what sticks out is that he's also able to bring the pathos and emotions when needed. Despair, childlike happiness, fear, awkwardness, disgust, it's all perfectly conveyed and even if it's for a laugh there's still another hidden message getting across.

It's very hard to pick a favourite moments but there's 3 quotes that I want to single out because I think in a way they're also either brilliant observations or great character detail.

"Yes, it's an extender". Because as I said I have a soft spot for all these mundane obsessions and they're an integral part of Alan's psyche, he gets worked over all these small, irrelevant things in a way that probably wears people out, or just confuses them. But the reality is, we all sometimes get overexcited about stupid things that bring some comfort to our lives, and your kitchen table being an extender is certainly a plausible candidate for that. It's like when you go to the supermarket and there's a discount on soap or when you come home and your flatmate has already put the bins out. The joys of life.

"At the end of the day you will pay the price if you're a fussy eater". That whole scene is fantastic and works on two level imo. The obvious one is the casual display of ignorance and racism. As the little englander that he is, even without being particularly engaged politically, Alan just looks down on irish people and doesn't even realise that all of his perceptions are based on old, reheashed stereotypes. But then I think the scene also captures something I believe we've all experienced. When you're out for dinner with a group, and there's someone you don't quite know. And that someone will say the most outrageous things without a worry because in his mind the possibilities that he's talking out of his arse, and that the other people sat at the table may not agree with his point of view, just don't exist.

"I just hate the general public". Again, in context, this works because it's just Alan refusing to admit his own defeat and instead blaming someone else, in this case everyone and no one in particular because he can't quite pin down the crowd that was at the event but he still feels they're inferior to him. But it's also such a great line to have come out of a guy that works as a tv presenter, especially a traditional one. He puts on this smiling face and pretends that the audience of the show are this kind of massive extended family when in front of the camera. He works with a different set of guests every time. He talks with executives, producers, collegues, members of crew. His whole career is based on pretending that what he's doing affects the public and keeps them company. And being successful and getting big viewing figures means you're popular with the everymen (and women) down in Bolton or something. Yet he *hates* the general public. Fantastic.

#steve coogan #alan partridge #i'm alan partridge

[wrenreid]

Just Acting

18+ advised for this story | chapters in master list

Chapter Two

"Hi I'm Y/n Y/l/n, and I'm auditioning for Delilah Reign." Nerves chew on your gut as you greet the casting directors. Their stone cold eyes seem to be burning into your soul. Well, actually they seem pretty chill, but the flip-flop in your stomach is making it seem so much worse.

You read a few of the lines, trying to get into character as much as possible given the short script you have. You keep your eyes on the casting people's, only looking down occasionally.

A few of the casting directors take notes as you're finishing up. They give you a few pointers and ask you to read one line again.

"Thank you," the red headed lady in the middle says.

"Thank you," you respond, leaving the room. You're not sure if you should feel proud, because maybe that would jinx it, but you're pretty confident that you did well. But maybe not.

Delilah is a lot like you in some ways, work obsessed, pretty professional, and obviously she looks like you (lol).

The show was pretty open about the type of actress they wanted for this role... not many specifics were given except the fact that the role was female. Which was pretty good for you, because you're tall and kinda chubby... which your girlfriends just call thick. Which usually isn’t the type people go for with casting. People of all different looks auditioned for Delilah.

You sigh, the knock on your trailer door disturbing you from your reading. You open it reluctantly. "I swear to God. At least you learned to knock."

Aisha states at you in shock.

"Sorry I thought you were Gubler... come in."

With a laugh, she sits beside you on the couch, handing you a cup of coffee.

"Thank you."

"Man you really hate Matthew don't you?"

"I don't hate him... “ you say, “I just strongly dislike him to the point where I'd punch his head through a wall given the opportunity."

Aisha laughs at that. "Damn girl." The two of you chat about random things like work, and social lives, and interviews. The two of you don't have very many scenes together, in fact you've only been on screen at the same time twice, but that didn't stop you from becoming friends. Occasionally, you'd hang out on your days or hours off, or just chill together if you were on set the same days.

Every once in a while, the girls would have a girls' night, and you've been invited a couple times. Which felt amazing because you've only been an official cast member for 8 episodes.

"Well I should probably go, I have to be down there in 5."

"Bye, Y/n. Have fun with your scene with Matthew," Aisha says laughing.

"Don't remind me, Aish."

You walk down to the studio door, passing all the random equipment and set pieces and rooms. You and Matthew were filming outside today and then in a little cafe. Yes, you shoot in a real cafe. Sometimes it's nerve wracking filming in public places because people are just staring at you while you have a camera in your face.

Before you make it to the door, you hear footsteps jogging to catch up with yours. You know who it is immediately. "Heyyy."

"Hey, Gubler." You liked to call him by his last name, it seemed less friendly that way.

"You ready to shoot with me?" He asks, wiggling his eyebrows.

"Actually-" you start to say before you’re rudely interrupted.

"Of course you are, you adore me."

"Actually, I can barely stand you, but sure, keep believing your little fantasy."

"Fantasy eh?" Matthew winks at you.

You roll your eyes, fighting the urge to insult him again. Normally you were a nice person, especially to people you work with, but Matthew really knew how to push your buttons.

When you all arrive at the filming location, after an annoying car ride with Matthew, the hair and makeup crew fix your short brown hair that's being blown all over the place by the wind. They touch up yours and Gubler's makeup really quickly, then finally you're ready to shoot.

In the cafe, your characters are talking over coffee.

"I've always been pushed into this by my dad. He wanted me to be a strong woman, mainly because he didn't have a son. I just sometimes think I'm not strong enough for this. I get so overwhelmed and... I don't know."

"I think you're pretty strong, Delilah. You're handling work that isn't yours as well."

She gives him a small smile. "Thanks."

later:

"And cut."

You're finally finished for the day. You've been getting more scenes every episode, and you're not sure how they're going to proceed with your character's plot.

After taking off wardrobe, you get settled in your shorts and oversized t shirt. You slip on your white sneakers and head out of your trailer.

No one is on set except the crew and you and Matthew, because everyone was finished for the day. Actually, the week. You'd just wrapped episode 8, and had the weekend off.

"Heyyyy," Matthew says, again.

"What now?”

"Damn, grumpy. I just wanted to tell you to have a good weekend."

"Oh. Thanks, uh you too.”

"See I can be thoughtful,” he says.

"It's kinda creepy, actually. Normally you're a huge dick."

"Did you just tell me I have a huge dick? That's very inappropriate work place talk, Y/n!” Matthew uses is painfully dramatic voice again.

"Do you have an off button?" You ask, face in a slight scowl.

"Nope. But I have an on button," he winks, another dumb grin on his face.

You roll your eyes at him yet again, and head to your car. You drive to your apartment and heat up a frozen tv dinner.

You hardly cook, because one, you don't really know how, and two, who has time for that?

The microwave beeps, letting you know the chicken alfredo is ready. You sit down with the food and a glass of water.

For some reason, be home alone makes you think too much. You miss your family, but you hate how your dad still doesn't take your acting career seriously.

You miss your baby sister, who isn't a baby anymore. She was born when you were 16, and she was young when you left home. Now, she's 17 and a senior in high school.

You miss when thing were simpler and you didn't have to pay for things on your own. Especially since everything in California is so damn expensive.

You shake yourself out of your mind, pushing away the self doubt and other thoughts that like to sneak attack their way into your mind.

After you clean the plastic tray of its contents, you sit on the couch and turn the tv on to one of your favorite shows. Time passes, and you fall asleep on your couch, which has become a pretty normal thing for you. The sound of bugs outside creeks with the wind as you sleep.

the first few chapters are to set up the story, i’m sorry if they’re not that interesting

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[flythesail]

on this gifset of the scene of Ace asking Nancy, "Why did you hesitate at the veil? You said you were doing this for us. What does that mean?" you said in your tags: #i am SOOOO obsessed with the way it was filmed

I would like to invite you to talk a little more about that, if you wanna, because I would love to hear your thoughts. ♡

Hii, YES I will talk about that!!

*Pulls out 3 hour long presentation I've had sitting in a folder labeled just in case.*

The short answer is: I love how much movement there is in the scene through the camera work. Also, how the camera work is used to reflect what's actually happening in the scene.

Yet because this is possibly my favorite scene in the finale, here's the LONG answer + bonus narrative analysis! ->

To recap, this is right after the veil. Nancy comes back to The Claw, saves Ryan's life, and soon after, the rest of the crew arrives. They discuss damage, casualties, and what's next. Nick and George are off to the youth center to open it as a shelter. Bess and Ace are going to empty the freezer and cook food for people.

Ace watches Bess and the others go, and immediately turns to Nancy: "We could use some help if you're up for it."

The important thing to note here is this is right after the veil. The last Ace interacted with Nancy, she told him to run from the veil ("I'm doing this for us, okay?") and right after, grabbed the front of his jacket, apologized in tears, and left. So he's definitely concerned!

Yet instead of being like "what happened back there at the veil?" he takes the I know Nancy route, and invites her to help him and Bess.

It's comparable to 3x01. There, Ace could tell Nancy was off. So when she says this:

He says, "I can help you carry it."

And it works! She accepts. Whereas he's asking if she literally wants help carrying it, it's also his way of saying "hey, I'm here if you want to talk." It gets them alone and leaves the decision to then talk up to Nancy (who we all know tends to not want to do that) (unless it's to Ace 😉).

But in the finale, that method does not work. Nancy does not want to talk. She shakes her head and tells him she's going with Nick and George instead.

In terms of the camera work here (gif below), it's incredibly quick. We jump from Ace, to Nancy saying no, to her grabbing the first aid kit and making a run for it.

It highlights how badly Nancy needs to get away from him. She just held him dead in her arms, found out that wasn't even real, came back to reality only to give him up to save the town, and now here she is at The Claw - needing to pretend none of that happened. Which is more or less impossible because she just experienced some of The Worst moments of her life.

Yet this time, Ace doesn't let her run.

Technically, this is uncharacteristic for him. He never pushes Nancy. He knows that only pushes her away. But this is really important. He also knows it involves him.

So Ace follows her into the back of The Claw. The camera as Ace follows Nancy is another example of how much movement there is in the scene.

We stay right behind him as he practically jogs after her. The camera is a bit shaky, and that highlights the lack of stability in the scene. He knows something's wrong (is probably panicking because of that). Nancy is incredibly upset (needing to get away so he doesn't see her cry, further proving that something is wrong).

Here's where we end up next, with Nancy in the back putting the first aid kit on a shelf. Maybe expecting Ace to not follow, she begins to let herself cry. She's alone now.

Which does not last. Ace arrives and as soon as she realizes that, she has to put all that emotion away.

Interesting to note here is that Ace wastes zero time before asking Nancy what's up. He needs to know, and maybe he's thinking if he doesn't hurry and ask, she'll slip away again.

What I like about this part is the camera is focused on Ace. Yet we can see Nancy too. Ace is focused on Nancy. The perspective doesn't change much from when Nancy puts the kit away and when Ace shows up. He's there that fast, so all she can do is turn to him. I think because of that, the way it's filmed feels personal. To stay with the idea of movement, we've moved with them. We're with Nancy, and then Ace shows up, and we see that from her perspective.

Since Nancy can't run, she gives him an answer. She hesitated because she's never killed someone.

For what it's worth, it's a decent attempt at an answer. Even if it's entirely a lie, as Nancy already killed Temperance once before in the future forecast. But in that sense, there's still truth to it because killing Temperance is something she struggled with in the forecast too.

To discuss perspective, we are now from Ace's. Nancy is now the one talking and Ace is the one listening. Yet look how close we are to Ace, basically at his shoulder. It still feels personal. This entire scene is very personal for them. The camera is still not steady. Even as Nancy gives her explanation, she's starting to move away from him. She's talking fast too, sniffling as she does. There's an urgency here, just like there is in the entire scene.

The second she's said what she needs to, Nancy leaves. She doesn't give him a chance to ask follow-up questions or even respond.

She pushes past him as she leaves, and the camera responds to that.

The camera pushes back as she pushes past Ace. The perspective ends lower and further back than where it started. This distance works in contrast to the moment prior, where we were very close to Nancy and Ace. This shows how alone Ace is. Literally alone because Nancy is gone, and also figuratively as he has no idea what's going on.

I'll also point out that Ace does not move. So much of this scene is movement because the camera is following them. Jumping from Ace to Nancy, the walk to the back room, Nancy leaving, etc.

Now, he's still as the camera moves without him. The camera moving shows the tension isn't gone, but Ace is now at a loss. His attempt to talk to Nancy failed because all he got was a lie (or half-truth). He can't follow her as he knows she's upset. Following her would further upset her, increase the emotional distance between them, etc. He's doing the right thing in letting her go.

As the scene ends on this new angle, he just looks smaller. He looks helpless. He's left to contemplate what just happened, and we don't learn his conclusion until a month later during the famous Apartment Scene. (Where he blames himself, completely unaware of the moth curse via great aunt).

But to wrap things up and return to the point, I don't know that Nancy Drew is a show with a ton of noticeable camera work in every episode. Or maybe it's just that I've only recently started paying attention to it. I'm no expert lol, but I will say 3x13 is a very standout episode.

Another good 3x13 example is after the car crash. How the camera goes low to show Temperance towering over Nancy. Temperance is powerful, and she is in control.

There's also the odd angle (a disoriented feeling after the crash combined with the realization this is not reality). That's in addition to the (not pictured) close-ups on Nancy's face. Getting close and personal highlights how distraught she is.

With Nancy Drew, if there's episodes with cool camera work, there's a good chance Larry Teng directed. Recently when I rewatched 1x17, I was all of ten seconds in when I realized it reminded me of 3x13. And no surprise! Larry Teng directed that one too.

So I feel like it's one thing to just film what's happening, but another entirely to use the camera to emphasize emotions/the story itself. 3x13 is just a perfect example of that, and that's interesting to me.

And if you made it to the end, hopefully this was interesting to you!

#nace #nancy drew cw #nancy drew #bethanyactually #flytheask #hello and welcome to the inside of my brain

[cornishpixiez]

bomb squad au!!! (every snippet i’ve caught on my dash thus far i’ve loved, btw) < 3

of course! thank you so much, i’m so obsessed with this au; the brain rot is real!!

“Now, if you didn’t follow any of that, relax! Here’s all you need to know,” Sirius zips up his bomb suit as he chats to the camera, “In the United States, there are at least three thousand bomb threats a year. Yes, that much. I’m very thankful, actually. What can I say? It pays the bills. My dog needs to eat, and she does, thanks to our dear TNT fandom. In recent years, bomb makers are taking their game to the next level, which makes our job… How can I put this? Exciting. Yes.”

“Exciting. Really?” Marlene mocks.

“Yes, McKinnon. Exciting,” Sirius licks his lips slowly and grins. He’s starting to enjoy this documentary thing. Sirius Black loves the camera, and the camera sure loves him back. Not Peter. The object with the massive lens.

But Peter looks like a fun mixture of flustered and scared, which also makes the experience of being on camera far too entertaining.

“So, as I was saying… Bomb makers are taking it to the next level, but some classics still pop up. Car bombs, for example, are the little black dress of the explosives world. Simple, classic, and always in fashion.”

Remus approaches the crew, all geared up in his safety bomb suit. Smoking hot. Sirius thinks that someone so flammable shouldn’t be allowed to do this kind of job. Sirius also thinks his brain needs to shut the fuck up.

“Tell me you’re not comparing car bombs to black dresses again,” Remus asks warily.

“Nonsense! I would never,” Sirius claps excitedly. “So, in this case, someone stuck a bomb under a poor man’s cab. I don’t want to get too much into the technical stuff, but if he sits down and turns on the engine, the device is triggered and… Boom.”

“Boom?” Peter’s voice trembles.

“It explodes, Pete,” Mary patiently explains.

#ziggy’s writing #tag game #sirius black #remus lupin #wolfstar #remus x sirius #marauders era

[littleoddwriter]

Maybe a Edward Nashton x Trans Male reader is running for mayor? He talks about how corrupt Gotham is and that once he’s mayor he is going to fix it, and actually make changes, changes that everyone dismisses, starting with getting rid of orphanages and making them into foster homes? and Edward believes him and becomes overly obsessed with him? Thank you and I love your stories sm <333 (n/sfw) if that’s okay :)

Real Change | Edward Nashton/The Riddler x Trans!Male!Reader

Hey there! Thanks so much for the request, I hope you like what I've done with it! (And sorry again for it not being N/SFW after all.) <3

summary; See above.

notes; Trans!Male!Reader; Mentioned Murder, Transphobia and Death Threats; Stalking; Obsession; Getting Together; Little Dialogue.

When Edward turned on his television to watch the mayoral debate, he hadn’t expected much at all. He knew that all candidates were just as bad as the previous ones. They were all corrupt, bad people. They didn’t actually care about the people and especially not the less well-off. They only cared about power that they would gain by making false, empty promises to a broken city, to broken people that yearned to believe. 

So, when it was your turn to speak, he expected to hate you as much as your opposition. 

But as it turned out, the first thing you said you wanted to tackle once you were a mayor was to get rid of the orphanages and replace them with foster homes, with better care, more room, more budget, just more. And if Ed had a weakness it was his trauma from the hellhole that was Gotham’s orphanage. 

Intently, he listened to what more you had to say.

All your promises sounded… achievable, actually. Good, even. And you also seemed to truly believe what you were saying, which was something he prided himself in usually detecting whether or not it was real. Your faith in what you were saying was practically palpable. Edward was impressed to say the least.

Once the debate was over, Ed spent the rest of the night researching you to uncover anything that would tell him that you were just another liar. He found nothing to indicate that. For now. He was going to do some more research by following you around. 

Something he found out from his more surface level searches, though, was that you were openly trans. In a way you had no choice but to be open about it, thus making yourself a target for hate and threats; but the fact that you were oppressed by the system that you tried to change gave him some hope that you really were sincere.

For the next couple of weeks, Edward spent his free time tailing you. He wouldn’t call it stalking. He was merely doing his research in a way that would ensure that he got unbiased results. 

No matter what, though, you never once did anything incriminating. Nothing that would suggest your corruption, or that you were lying. 

In fact, he found that you often visited the orphanages that were left in private without announcing it anywhere. You went there and volunteered to work with the kids there, apparently. There were no cameras, no crew, no PR. Nothing. You did this of your own accord. And not only that, but you were so good and gentle with the kids. You didn’t judge them. Your eyes showed nothing but kindness, which your actions only reflected.

Edward was obsessed with you by the end of those weeks.

He knew that the only way you would win the election was if he killed your opponent. He was already planning it out; although he had to wait a little until he could take action. First, he had to make you his and make sure you wouldn’t leave him. Ever. 

Ed started by sending you cards with riddles written into them. All riddles related to his feelings about you; his admiration, his faith, his obsession, and lastly his blooming love for you. 

Every time he hand-delivered his cards to you, he would keep watch to see your reaction to them. At first you were afraid to even open it. He understood why. You probably got a lot of death threats this way. But once you did and solved the riddle, you had a small smile on your lips. So, you liked them. 

Once you opened the one that confessed his love for you, which has only started growing since the day he saw you at the orphanage for the first time, you looked apprehensive. Perhaps it had been a little too forward. But he always thought that honesty went a much longer way than keeping his true emotions hidden for the sake of not being too intense, or off-putting, for others. 

After that, though, Ed decided that it was finally time for him to pay you a visit and talk to you, face to face. He was a little scared if he was being honest. You hadn’t really liked his love confession, after all. So, how would you react to knowing who it came from?

He decided his safest choice to talk to you alone without any of your employees in the way was at the orphanage you frequented on your own. 

Election day was nearing and he had to act fast, now. He had to ensure that you were all his before killing your opponent and subsequently making you Gotham’s new mayor. 

Edward waited until you left the building to talk to you. 

Running up to you, he called out, “Y/N! Wait, please!”

It was risky. 

But lo and behold, you stopped and turned around to him.

“Yes? What can I do for you?” you asked politely with a soft, small smile. It wasn’t fake. 

For a long moment, Ed just looked at you in wonder. He almost wished he had donned his Riddler persona for this, considering that he felt more confident and liberated that way; but he had to do this on his own. You were supposed to like him, after all. Edward Nashton. Not the Riddler, who people were supposed to fear.

“Um. Uh, I was just wondering what you’re always up to at the orphanage? I’ve seen you go in and out of there a lot lately,” he said in the end, finding that this was probably a far better conversation starter than ‘Hey, I sent you those cards and I was wondering if you like me back yet’.

“Oh, I just help out occasionally. They’re massively overworked and, well, I feel like I can hardly make the right changes if I don’t actually know what it’s like in there, you know?” you told him sincerely. Ed’s heart swelled with it. You were a genuinely good person, were you not? Such a rarity in this city.

“I see,” he responded, “I admire that a lot about you. You seem very sincere, unlike most mayoral candidates.”

“Thank you. I know what you mean. There have been too many empty promises made in the past twenty-plus years. It’s time for some real change.” 

He couldn’t have agreed more with you.

“What’s your name? You obviously know who I am, but I’d also like to know who I’m talking to,” you asked after a short moment.

“Edward Nashton. It’s really nice to meet you, Y/N.” He didn’t know if it put you off that he kept using your first name, rather than calling you by your last name, like everyone else would do; but you didn’t correct him either.

“Nice to meet you too, Edward,” you responded kindly, giving him the idea that you really didn’t mind the first name basis. It also gave him the feeling that you were equals, which was surely your intention. 

After a few moments of a rather awkward silence passed, Edward felt like you were going to slip through his fingers. He cursed himself for getting so tongue-tied all of a sudden.

“I grew up in the old orphanage. The one that burnt down,” he blurted out eventually, carefully leaving out the fact that he was the one who burned that awful building to the ground, “So it really means a lot to me that you’re working on making them foster homes instead.”

“Oh, God,” you breathed, “I’ve heard horror stories about that. From people that grew up there. It must have been beyond terrible. I’m sorry.”

Edward shrugged, “Yes, it was terrible. But I also wouldn’t be who I am today without it.” 

It was true. The Riddler probably wouldn’t exist if it hadn’t been for this trauma. That didn’t mean he wouldn’t change it if he could, though. 

“Say, what do you think about talking further over some coffee?” you asked, then, nervously twisting the handle of your backpack in your hands. 

And so he scored after all, slowly caging you, just like he had planned.

“I would like that a lot,” Ed answered with a sincere smile stretching his lips. He couldn’t suppress it. Not that there was any need for it, as you only returned it.

The coffee turned into several more, which soon turned into dinner dates; and before you knew it, you were in his clutches. When he told you that he was the one who had sent you the cards, you weren’t even surprised anymore and said that you had guessed as much, once you knew how much he liked riddles. You didn’t attempt to leave. Nothing. You only kissed him deeply for it. 

As soon as election day was just around the corner, Edward - or rather, the Riddler - went and quickly killed your opponent, who was a real piece of shit anyway.

Of course you were devastated at first, scared even, but Ed comforted you, making sure you felt safe with him. That same night you confessed to him that you were falling in love with him. 

Relief washed over Edward in waves. His plan worked out exactly like he had hoped it would.

Now, your job was to make the changes you had promised. That way, Edward wouldn’t be forced to get rid of you as well. Something that certainly wouldn’t be easy for him. So, hopefully it would never come down to that.

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[lallyloo]

kiss prompt - “it’s not that I want to kiss you…”

Rhett is obsessed with it.

He talks about it constantly.

Camping, lip gloss, sharing food, a camera crew, Stevie watching, kissing games, spin the bottle, Rhett’s lips, Link’s lips, they could do it here, there, they could do it for money, do it for charity, do it for a joke, do it as a gag, do it for the Society.

Kiss kiss kiss kiss kiss.

Rhett never shuts up about it.

Until finally one day Link loses it.

“ENOUGH. WHAT THE FUCK, MAN. CAN YOU STOP?”

Rhett stares at him, wide-eyed, “Whuuut.”

“STOP TALKING ABOUT US KISSING!! You go on about it all the time! Why do you have to bring it up so much?? IT’S A THING ON OUR SHOW NOW! Camping?? And kissing games? And lip gloss –

“Hey, man, you did that one.”

“STEVIE WATCHING!” Link continues. “Watching us camp and watching us kiss? And camping and camping and more camping? It’s almost weird to ask you if you wanna go camping now because you’ve got it so tied up with kissing in my head!”

Link sighs exasperatedly.

“Why, man?? What’s your obsession with it?”

Rhett just stares back at him, blinking. “I’m not obsessed.”

“Sure seems like you are.”

“Hey, man, I’m not.”

Link doesn't reply, like he's waiting for a better explanation.

“I mean, it’s not that I want to kiss you…” Rhett mutters. “I just think about it a lot… and talk about it a lot. I’m not even sure which one came first at this point.. the thinking or the talking.. But I’m not OBSESSED.”

Link continues to stare at him. Waiting.

“I’m not,” Rhett tries again. “But.. yeah.”

Link breathes out a huff of air. “Would it help if we just did it?”

“Did it???”

“Dude, relax,” Link rolls his eyes, “I’m just talkin about a kiss. You and me, right here. Like, get it outta your system?”

“You’d do that?”

Link just shrugs. “Sure, I don’t care, it’s just a kiss.”

Rhett is speechless.. terrified.

“I mean, I know you’re into these lips,” Link jokes, “so the answer should be easy. You wanna or not?”

Rhett nods pathetically, “YES.”

Link steps forward and goes up on his toes, grabbing Rhett by the back of the neck and pulling him down, making him kiss.

And they kiss.

A real kiss.

Without jokes or lip gloss or camping or Stevie or anything.

Just them, and Link’s lips on his.

And when they pull away Rhett finds his voice and shakes his head, defiantly, “NOPE. That didn’t help, man. Ohh, nope nope nope. Uh uh. We made it worse.”

Link just laughs. “Alright, guess we’ll just have to keep doin’ it.”

“What?”

“Man, I don’t care, I’ll kiss you whenever.”

“WHAT?”

“But you gotta shut up about it.”

Rhett nods dumbly, “Okay.”

“No more talking about it on GMM. No more camping trips with Stevie. No more suggestive talk and teasing the beasts about it.”

“Okay.”

“Deal?” Link offers his hand, waiting for Rhett to shake it.

“Really?”

“Well, yeah. We got a deal or not?”

Rhett grabs his hand and shakes it repeatedly, “DEAL, man, deal deal deal.”

 And Link pulls him in to kiss him again.

It’s not that he wanted to kiss Link.. but now that he’s done it Rhett doesn’t plan to stop.

#kiss prompts 💋 #writing #writing exercise #rhink fic #my fic #thank you for the prompt! #anon 💕

[proudfreakmetarusonniku]

Tumblr User Metaru I've been having Generation Loss Primeboys thoughts. An AU where Tommy was one of the characters on what was similar to a sitcom, where he and his friends would basically go around doing random comedic stuff (like if Sorry Boys was a TV series). Dream is a writer for the show under Showfall. He is actually fairly enthusiastic about his work. Despite having no say in the matter of being trapped in a complex with severe memory issues, he finds an enjoyment in plotting out what the characters will do, how they will behave, what lessons they will learn, while being fully aware that they are real people. Specifically, he begins to obsess over Tommy, who he comes to view as the main character while also considering him to be 'too rude' and 'too disobedient'. He begins to write out characters, usually by means of Tommy suddenly 'driving them away' by various means (the actors are typically recycled for other projects by Showfall, of course) to try and imbue in Tommy 'lessons'. Tommy is unlike Ranboo in that he is on what is closer to a prerecorded and serialized show, therefore his memories are not removed between episodes and these events begin to significantly damage his mental state. Eventually Showfall has to scrap the whole show after Dream runs out of characters and Tommy loses his entertainment value to the audience (never to Dream, of course). The outdoors sets are repurposed, most of Tommy's apartment set is demolished, and Dream is left as the sole crew member. This results in a show with one camera shot of Tommy's bedroom. He will typically wake up, talk aloud to himself about whatever topic Dream wrote in for the day, and answer calls (prerecorded) from his friends (random cast) on a rotary phone on his nightstand, he will never open the door, he will never open the curtains, and when he is done speaking, he will go back to sleep. Dream is the cameraman, and the whole thing begins to wear on him. Tommy's getting more and more depressed, but he isn't learning anything, and he can't even see Dream, standing feet away from him. He begins to hear talks of the Tommy getting scrapped. He had always been hard to keep under conditioning before, but now, when he was almost completely obedient to the script, to Dream, Showfall thought he wasn't making enough money. Dream knew what that meant.

Tommy wakes up one day. He spends a few seconds, a few minutes staring at the blank white ceiling. He doesn't even know it's the finale. He doesn't speak his mind today. There's nothing to talk about. Still, he can feel something straining against his lips, his teeth to form words. "Chilly, innit." is all he can muster. Then the telephone began to ring on its own. Tommy leapt back, startled. It always rang, every day, but not...now. It just felt wrong in his bones. Cautiously, he held the phone up to his sallow face. "Hello?" "Hello, Tommy. Can you hear me?" "Who is this?" "It's me, your best friend." the man standing ten feet away from him would speak into the receiver. "And we have something very important to do."

SOOOOO COOL :O

[yanderes-galore]

Oh, perhaps a scenario of Matias being jealous of a fellow idol darling? Either she's a newbie in the business or they've known each other for a while and have collaborated in a couple of songs

Sure! Not sure how long this will be but I'll try my best :) I assume you meant he was jealous you were talking to someone else.

Lifetime Partners

Yandere! Matias/Envy (OC) Scenario

Possible Trigger Warnings: Obsession, Possessive behavior, Jealousy, Manipulation, PDA, Forced kissing, Forced relationship.

Envy was a famous pop star. In fact, he had helped you flourish in the music industry. Leading to the two of you becoming close friends.

You were one of the few people who knew him by his real name, not his idol name. As a result, he knew your real name as well. Fans of both of you would even speculate on the relationship between the two of you.

"I heard they know each other's real names!"

"Are they best friends?"

"Are they dating?"

"When will they collab again!? Their last song was fantastic!"

The rumors were understandable. You and Envy did what felt like everything together in the industry. From live shows to fan meet ups.

You two were never that far apart.

Which may be what fueled Envy's obsession towards you. The newbie pop star that he helped grow into what you are now... just where would you be without him? You two could never part ways!

While there was a rumor you two were dating, it wasn't actually true. Not yet, at least.... He dreams one day you two will finally 'tighten your bond.'

Envy was content with waiting for the longest time. Seeing you for projects was enough to satiate his dark desires. Watching carefully as you sung the lyrics to his newest collab song....

Then there was a new fan meet up. There would be more actors and singers there than just you and him. This didn't scare him at first....

Once the day came his calm behavior soured. Especially when he saw all the attention you were getting. It made his blood boil....

He understood fans talking with you. They were annoying but every singer had fans. The other celebrities, however, were quickly pushing Envy over the edge....

You always smiled at them. You talked so long with them. While he had people to talk to of his own he hated knowing you were having your attention stolen by others.

He regrets not having the news out faster.... It was enough to make him act without thinking. The plan was rushed, but it had the perfect result.

There were camera crew at the meet up like usual. Envy, true to his idol name, decided to use his jealousy to his advantage.

"Oi, (Y/N)!" He calls, sweet smile on his face. "Come here for a second!"

You come over to greet your closest friend, not expecting what happens next. Envy then pulls you closer before you even say a word. Only to press his lips against yours.

In front of the cameras.

In front of the fans.

In front of everyone.

There were squeals coming from the crowd. Surprised gasps as well. You could never forget the camera clicks while he kissed you.

Once he pulled away, your fate was sealed. He had finally done it. He had pulled this whole stunt off.

Within hours, the world knew just who you belonged to.

Even if you didn't agree to it.

#yandere oc #yandere oc scenario #yandere pop star #yandere matias/envy

[pattysplaceofplaces]

may i request some more yandere mime bomb please?

Polar Opposites 

Yandere Mime Bomb x Gender Neutral Reader

Tw: Blackmail, Yanderes

[Author’s Note: You may! I appreciate the politeness.

Before we start I just wanna say that Obsessive Love Disorder is a real thing that many people are victim’s of. This writing piece is not meant to portray the disorder in a better light. Victims of this disorder are often SA’d or k()lled. 

It doesn’t matter which side you’re on, please get help. You deserve better than to be trapped in your own mind. If this is the sign someone needs here it is.

And to those who love yanderes and feel like they have be in a relationship with one to feel accepted: I hope you realize your worth because you deserve a healthy relationship with boundaries. I’m sorry if the world has told you otherwise. This is a sign to get better.]

     You were a skilled thief, you could commit a flawless crime with a thousand people watching. Despite your efforts you had one drawback: You were too kind. The faculty was starting to catch onto you. Whenever you were out on a caper Carmen struck big. It’s not like you were 100% on her side. You didn’t give her hints  or give her any intel about your next mission. The truth was you were somewhat terrified of her. You’ve seen some of your teammates end injured or almost arrested. If you didn’t see her, your mission went as planned. If she did show up, you gave her the artifact and put a dramatic front of losing. Unfortunately, you couldn’t keep this up. If VILE found out what you were doing they’d do more than just wipe your memory. Because of their suspicions VILE’s best spy and known snitch was sent on this caper with you. 

Sorry Carmen, you couldn’t risk it. If you encounter her you can’t help this time. 

“So I was thinking it would make sense if we snuck in through the left side. There’s more blindspots in the cameras and the guards don’t stay in that area for too long. What do you think?” You pointed to a specific area on the blueprint. You awaited silently for your partner’s approval. He nodded and smiled, a sigh of relief left your lips. You didn’t even realize how tense you were, he really knew how to keep you on your toes by doing well…Absolutely nothing. 

It’s not like you could be blamed for being on your guard during this mission. You were a traitor having your every move be supervised by the world’s deadliest snitch.

He was a doing a good job too, Mime Bomb was always staring at you. Like all the time. Even when you caught him he didn’t look away and just smiled. Yuck. You should have excepted Carmen’s invitation to join her a month back because now you’re here; with a clown acting as VILE’s security camera. 

You awkwardly smiled, clearing your throat as you stood up. “I think we have gone over the plan enough times. We got a few hours before we need to head out so think I’m gonna go take a nap.” Thank god the home that was rented out had two separate rooms. Otherwise you’d track Carmen down yourself, grab her by her red coat, and beg her to let you join her crew. 

Before you could make it to your room your wrist was grabbed tightly, causing you to jerk your elbow backwards out of instinct. He dodged in time but you managed to wriggle your wrist out of his grip. “I-I’m sorry but you can’t just grab people!” He was weirder than people said he was. You narrowed your eyes in focus as he started miming out a scene. It took you a while to understand what the hell he was attempting to say yet everything fell into place at the end. “How did you know?” You were tempted to grab the vase on the shelf but maybe you can talk things out first. Maybe this didn’t have to end badly. “Please I don’t know what you saw but we can talk about this peacefully..” Both of you stayed in your places. Your eyes were glued to his hands. “You won’t tell if…? Hell no! You can’t just do that!” He reached for his phone in his pocket. Dammit. You had to agree. “Fine. I’ll date you or whatever.” 

You had to find Carmen.

#Here you go #Tw yandere #tw obsession #tw blackmail #Obsession is not a joke