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2-eeillustration · 3 months
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I gave McKenzie blue eyes and now there's no going back (he's so pretty...) Fullbody ver.
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scarletembers04 · 3 months
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I think we all know the answer to this one
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egghead7enthusiast · 1 year
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why are they so silly?
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tyler-is-hot · 1 year
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it sucks that gotham has such shit writing because the cast was so perfect
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nosensedit · 1 year
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⊹ ִ࣪ এ credits on twitter ִ࣪ ⌁ like or reblog if you save! ♡ ¸. • *
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chernayawidow · 2 years
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I miss the Gotham fandom.
RESURRECT! RESURRECT I SAY!!
Do I need to make contributions to the fandom in order to revive it or something? CAUSE I’LL DO IT! I SWEAR I WILL!
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gothicknightz · 1 year
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experiment on me — jerome valeska
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experiment on me — jerome valeska
warnings: a punch thrown so far
notes: two parts? maybe three. the reader is gn. 
word count: 559
Jerome Valeska was finally silenced to a halt after being put in handcuffs and mailed off to Arkham without a hitch. He got into fisticuffs and ran his show, as well as getting his face punched off, and saying he had quite the day was an understatement.
But to him, the walls of Arkham were getting way too familiar than he precedented, despite running the show in a place he once called home temporarily. All the other locked-up systematic outlaws and failures were getting way too stale for him to handle.
Jerome was on his hands and knees begging for some stimulation and uprising. He couldn’t stand it anymore. When Jerome gets his hands on his friends, and he would, he was gonna blow the building like no other person had dared.
Then came in (y/n), someone who didn’t need saving even at the hands of a disappointing city with too many flaws. A city that Jerome and (y/n) were proud to call their home.
Oh, the thrill of someone new. Jerome was excited. Someone with flair, style, and panache. Finally, he was getting lucky in his unfortunate incarceration at Arkham.
But (y/n) didn’t plan on staying there long.
“Hey,” They snapped, “Ginger raccoon.” (y/n) was getting tired of countless attempts at getting Jerome’s attention, so in turn, they backed up and threw a punch. Hopefully, that would wake the smiling psycho up from whatever fantasy land he was in at the moment.
You could tell he was awakening something inside him as his facial expression was recognizing that he had gotten punched. “Oh,” He grumbled, backing up, and touching his cheek gingerly as if it were severely injured. “Thanks for the wake-up call.”
“About damn time.” (y/n) muttered as they now finally had a grasp on the ginger’s attention.
“Now, look,” They whispered, leaning in, “I can tell you’re not new here, and definitely have thrown your hat in the ring way too many times.” They then glanced at one of the many guards that loomed around the halls to keep the inmates in order, “You see that unaffected sad sack over there?”
Jerome seemed intrigued, arching a brow and leaning forward, “I need you to get his attention.”
“Why not get all of them?” Jerome asked, throwing out his arms in question, “Wouldn’t that be easier?” He pushed himself away from the table, going forward to stand on it and cupping his hands around his face to holler.
“Ladies and Gentlemen, may I have your attention!”
And as if they were zombies, anyone who wasn’t at least partially brain-dead turned their focus flat straight at Jerome, incoherent mumbles and questions being heard throughout the crowd.
“Today will be the day!”
The mumbles and those who were talking to themselves suddenly started to cheer as if they were some high school mob at a pep rally or sporting event, some of them even standing up to copy Jerome, who they adored with an unknowing passion.
“Today will be the day!”
The crowd cheered once again, but this time with a further sense of determination and insanity, with half of them unsure of what the day was or what exactly they were cheering for; most of them were too unhinged to comprehend their own sense of being.
Then that’s when the lights went out.
And everything turned to chaos.
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ilikestuff69 · 1 year
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Some Actors I’d want to see in Knives Out 3 for no particular reason (Part 2 of 2)
Florence Pugh
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Mark Hamill
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Thomasin McKenzie
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Cameron Monaghan
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Alfre Woodard
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John Boyega
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Lauren Ridloff
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Eddie Redmayne
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Daniela Mechoir
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Glenn Close
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valeskaslaugh · 2 years
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GOTHAM TEXTING (13)
*private chat between Jerome and Jim*
Jerome: Jimmyyyyyy🤪
Jim: What do you want?
Jerome: When are you done with work? I gotta talk to you
Jim: In about an hour.
Jerome: 😃
Jim: But I don't wanna talk to you.
Jerome: 😦
*Jim goes offline*
Jerome: Jim come on :(
*private chat between Jerome and Jeremiah*
Jerome: Bro?
*5 minutes later*
Jerome: Miah, it's important
Jerome: Come online
*Jeremiah comes online*
Jeremiah: Dude, we're living in the same house. Just come and talk to me in person?
Jerome: But it's about Jim and I need your advice..
Jeremiah: Marital crisis between you too?
Jerome: Fuck you.
Jeremiah: No thanks.
*another 5 minutes later*
Jeremiah: Bro if you like Jim then just write him that.
Jerome: GVKTCKHGNMKGASL ARE YOU CRAZY?!
Jeremiah: Crazy for Bruce, yes😊
*Jerome walks upstairs and hits Jeremiah*
Jeremiah: Oh great now we can talk.
*Jeremiah goes offline*
*Jerome goes offline*
*private chat between Jeremiah and Jim*
Jeremiah: Jim.
*10 minutes later*
Jeremiah: James Gordon!!!
Jim: WHAT?!
Jeremiah: Jerome likes you
Jeremiah: A lot
Jim: You're kidding me, right?
Jeremiah: Nope. He's just scared to tell you how he feels.
Jim: So you want me to talk to him about that?
Jeremiah: Correct.
Jeremiah: And don't break his heart cause then you're dead :)
Jim: I'll try.
*Jim goes offline*
*Jeremiah goes offline*
*1 hour later*
*private chat between Jerome and Jim, again*
Jim: Hi.
Jerome: o_O
Jerome: Are you actually writing me right now?
Jim: No, it's my ghost actually.
Jerome: whut?
Jerome: Anyway. I like you.
Jim: I know
Jerome: WHAT?!
Jerome: Who told you?!
Jim: Jeremiah.
Jerome: THIS. BITCH.
Jim: Listen, I like you too. But we can't be more than friends..
Jerome: Ouch 💔
*Jerome goes offline*
Jim: Jerome! Come on...
Jim: Jeez..that kid is sensitive..
*Jim goes offline*
*meanwhile Jeremiah plans to kill Jim cause Jerome is crying in his arms*
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badmovieihave · 1 year
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Bad movie I have Very Bad Things 1998
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cinemaquiles · 2 years
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TENTEI... MAS NÃO CONSEGUI VER ATÉ O FINAL...!
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2-eeillustration · 2 months
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Did a little painting demo of McKenzie having a drink at the Golden Circle for my buddy ZarynScribbles and I may have gotten a little carried away 😳
Painting Timelapse; https://x.com/2eeillust/status/1768.....121512184?s=20
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jennavieve9 · 2 years
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gvngsigns · 2 years
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“if i could give you some advice, i would leave with me tonight.”   she’s drunk and overly confident, if that wasn’t obvious already.   /   @stellrs​
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circuitmouse · 3 months
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Men of Shortland Street
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sondheims-hat · 9 months
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July 21, 1987: A revised Follies opens at London's Shaftesbury.
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