#can we get an F in the chat for David

[starlahuskyz]

Hearing that David never actually dies in the movie made me think of this interaction.

Star: Don’t be sad Michael, everything will be okay.

Michael: I know, I just feel like I can still hear his voice.

David from the taxidermy room: MICHAEL, GET THESE DAMN ANTLERS OUT OF ME!

Michael: I can’t believe he’s really gone…

#the lost boys #david the lost boys #michael the lost boys #star the lost boys #can we get an F in the chat for David

[gentlebeardsbarngrill]

04/23/2024 Daily OFMD Recap

TLDR; David Jenkins; Taika Waititi; Samba Schutte; Vico Ortiz; Astroglide; Articles; Fan Spotlight: Cast Cards; Never Left Podcast; OFMD Colouring Pages; Love Notes; Daily Darby/Tonight's Taika

== David Jenkins ==

Chaos Dad popped out to send some love and support today!

Img Src: David Jenkins Twitter

= Taika Waititi =

Well, Taika broke the internet today with his Belvedere commercial. Directed and starred in it. Be sure to open a window because it is hot.

= Samba Schutte =

Samba has started up a new T Shirt campaign to benefit the charity @everymomcounts that helps to make pregnancy and childbirth, safe and equitable! You can either buy a #CrewForLife t-shirt, or sign up for one of his baking classes/meet and greets!

Our Merch Means Death on Stands

Delicious Chaos with Samba Schutte

== Vico Ortiz ==

Vico starred in a short called Fire F*cking Fire and great news it's headed to the Tribeca Film Festival in June!

Img Src: Vico Ortiz IG

== Astroglide ==

Our besties over at @astroglideofficial put out a word search today with a few words/phrases you'll recognise!

Img Src: Astroglide Twitter

== Articles ==

Warner Bros. Stock Has Had a Rough Year. Why This Analyst Thinks It Will Get Even Worse.

Mark Indelicato Frustrated With Queer Shows Constantly Cancelled

== Fan Spotlight ==

== Cast Cards ==

Our fabulous @melvisik has another cast card for us! Tonight's is another one of the bourgeousie that Frenchie and Olu manageed to include in their Pyramid Scheme! They are the one that Olu told to "Go Away"!

Img Src: @melvisik's Twitter

== Never Left Podcast ==

Next episode of the podcast Never Left is out! This one is Beautiful Princess Disorder Part 5!

Never Left Instagram

Never Left Linktr.ee

== OFMD Colouring Pages ==

More colouring pages from the fantastic @patchworkpiratebear ! Visit their tumblr for more!

== Love Notes ==

Hey there Lovelies. Happy Taika Tuesday! Did you have a good day today?

Dad's comments today brought out a lot of folks sharing their stories on therapy and I wanted to chat about it for a moment.

First of all, if you're delving out for the first time (or trying again after years of not going)-- just know, you're being really brave. Depending on where you come from and your background, mental health may not have been something that your family prioritized (or maybe it was but therapy was never an option). It can be pretty scary to talk to someone you don't know about your inner most worries. You're taking a big step, and I'm proud of you for that.

You've looked at your situation, whatever tough things you're experiencing, and you've decided to prioritize you and your mental health-- and that's amazing. It's a hard decision to make sometimes, and as simple as it should be, it's not that easy. I'm so happy that mental health is talked about and therapy is so much more accepted now a days. Growing up I was in a situation where we "didn't talk about ourselves to other people" and that can be so very lonely when you are feeling really down.

I wanted to mention a couple things that I didn't know going into therapy-- in case they help at all, but obviously every experience is different, so feel free to take or leave the advice :)

Firstly, therapy doesn't solve things overnight. Sometimes it'll take weeks, or months, or years to unpack some of the things you really need to work through. It'll take time. When I went to therapy for the first time, for some reason I thought I'd just be able to dump all my problems out on a table and the therapist would pick one and we'd work on it. Instead it was a gradual thing, where they got to know me, I got to know them, and the more we talked the more we were able to unravel. I just don't want you to get discouraged if it takes longer than you planned, it's definitely a process.

Secondly, something to remember, is not all therapists are going to vibe with you. It took me a few tries before I found a therapist that really worked well with me. If you don't feel like it's helping, consider looking into a different therapist, sometimes it's not the therapy that you're struggling with, but just a mismatched vibe with your therapist. If you can help it-- don't give up right away, try another, I was really grateful that I did.

Thirdly, and if you're like me, this is a tough one. Remember to advocate for yourself. Sometimes a therapist may want to try certain therapies, or exercises, and it's something you've tried and just isn't working for you, or they want to go a medication route and you dont, or maybe they're saying something you disagree with. Remember you're your own advocate here, and they're here to help you, not hinder you from getting to where you want to be. Speak up for yourself if you can.

Lastly, therapy, especially the first few, don't always end in happy feelings. Think of it like a muscle in your leg that you haven't been using for years...and it's atrophied. You have to build that muscle back up, and it can really hurt occasionally during that time. You might leave therapy feeling worse once or twice because you're finally letting out some of that vitriol you've been holding onto for so long. It should feel better later.. maybe the next day, but it may not feel great the same day. That's a perfectly reasonable experience to have, and if you feel awesome, that is too!

Anyway lovelies, not sure if that helps, but I wanted to share it just in case it helped someone.

Whether you're going to therapy tomorrow, or soon, or ever, or never, I am really proud of you. You're doing what you need for you, and that's the most important thing. You deserve good things, and healthy thoughts and positive feelings. You really do. You got this <3

== Daily Darby / Tonight's Taika ==

Tonight's theme is hats <3 Taika Gif Courtesy of the phenomenal @ofmd-ann, Darby gif Courtesy of the lovely @funforahermit

#daily ofmd recap #daily ofmd recaps #ofmd daily recap #ofmd daily recaps #vico ortiz #david jenkins #samba schutte #never left podcast #our flag means death #ofmd #rhys darby #taika waititi #Youtube #Spotify

[whiskeyghoul]

Green green dress || [Spencer Reid x F!Reader] Pt.2

A/N: Enjoy the longest chapter I have written thus far. I didn’t want to split it up into two parts but this is a long one as you can tell by the word count. I personally love it though, I am so happy with how it turned out and I hope everyone enjoys it. If you do please like and reblog to share. 

Read pt.1 here

Tags: Spencer is a munch, this is just smut, plot what plot?, shameless behavior, that boy is whipped, p in v, unprotected p in v.

Wordcount: 3.8K (are we ready to rumble?)

Dinner at David’s had gone over really well, the food was delicious as usual. Pork with lentils, he had explained it as an Italian tradition to ring in good fortune for the new year. You had sat next to Spencer, who so graciously had pulled out your chair for you to sit. Dinner was served and you chatted away the night, interrupted with bites of the wonderful food and sips from the red wine that paired beautifully with everything on the table. You had been in an interesting conversation with JJ who had sat across from you, Will by her side, when you felt a hand on your lower thigh. Slowly slipping up the side slit, under your dress. Your eyes widened slightly as you looked over towards Spencer, who was innocently conversing with Aaron. Quickly clearing your throat, trying to remain calm as you felt him graze his fingernails over your nylon stockings, closer and closer to the upper edge. Further up your dress than you would have deemed proper in any situation, especially with your colleagues around. Looking back to JJ, trying to continue your conversation like before. A flush dared its way onto your neck as Spencer started to trail his hand up and down your inner thigh languidly. His hand meeting where your stocking ended and your skin started. His finger hooking under the edge as he grazed the circumference.  

Quickly, your lips found the wine glass, taking a swig of the red wine to hopefully relieve some of the heat starting to swirl its way throughout your body. Your left hand traveled under the table and placed it over Spencer’s to halt his movements. You didn’t necessarily want him to stop, but rather pause it until the both of you got home. Instead of stopping he flattened his hand against your skin, his light touches turning to a squeeze of your thigh. You bit your tongue, not wanting to give anything away in case the other profilers at the table noticed what was going on. Your hand squeezed Spencer’s, causing him to finally interrupt his conversation with Aaron to look at you. You met his eyes, a warning look directed his way. “Are you feeling alright? You look kind of flushed.” Spencer stated, you could see a glint of mischief in his eyes as he spoke. “I think I just need some fresh air.” You stated as you scooted your chair back to stand up. Spencer let go of your thigh, hand quickly falling to his side. You got up, readjusting your dress as you excused yourself from your colleagues. “Let me get you a glass of water.” Spencer got up himself, heading to the kitchen as you walked to the patio. You didn’t need a glass of water, but you didn’t object to him. You knew, when you were together on the patio you could tell him off. 

Stepping outside was nice, the air was cool on your skin and wind ruffled your hair. Taking a deep breath did feel nice in the chilly air. The patio door slipped open and closed behind you, signaling Spencer had come to give you your glass of water. You turned to face him. He was holding a small glass, not holding it out to you but just kept it to himself. “Spencer. You can’t do that when we’re with our friends. If they saw, we would never hear the end of it.” You scolded slightly. He had been incredibly touchy all evening and Derek had made a comment already about how much PDA Spencer had been showing. He liked to tease your boyfriend about how whipped he was for you. Spencer wasn’t really helping his case this evening. “They already do. Besides, you are looking absolutely stunning and it’s taking way too long for us to get home. Dinner ended half an hour ago.” Spencer objected as he took a step closer to you. He set the glass of water on the side table that stood out on the patio. Freeing both his hands to grasp your hips and pulling you closer.

A small gasp escaped your lips as you were pulled against him suddenly. “Spencer, we can’t just leave straight after dinner. It would have been rude.” You explain, trying not to get lost in his touch. His hands wandered from your hips to your ass, grasping through the velvet to mold you to his body. “It’s rude that you walk around in this… dress.” He sounded almost frustrated as he spoke. Putting extra emphasis on the word dress. “You expect me to act normal when all I have been able to think about is you. How good you look, how sexy you look. When Derek looked at you all I could think about was how much I want to keep you all to myself.” He rambles off. It hit you then and there just how desperate Spencer was, the effect the dress had on him, the effect you had on him. You opened your mouth, wanting to speak but being cut off by Spencer for the second time that evening. His lips molding to yours, tongue invading in moments to press against yours. You reciprocated his kiss enjoying the taste of his lips mixed with the remnants of dessert from before. 

After a few seconds you pulled away, catching your breath for a moment. Spencer didn’t let up, kissing down your neck like it was his one purpose. “Spencer, please just, let me think for a moment.” You pleaded as he continued his onslaught. His lips on your skin were always intoxicating. He had memorized all the spots that made you weak in the knees. “Just, come home with me.” He muttered against your skin as his lips moved up to your ear. His left hand cradled the back of your head as he sucked the skin where your jaw ended. His cologne wafted up, enveloping your senses, clouding your mind even further. “Alright, alright.” You held back a moan as he sucked a bruise into your skin. You felt his lips curl into a smile, his feelings of triumph clear. He pulled away from your neck, pressing his lips to yours again, softer this time. His eyes filled with a puppy like joy as he seemed to get excited to leave. “We should at least say goodbye. Make up a lie that you’re not feeling well.” Spencer started, grabbing your hand and leading you back inside. 

Your entrance to the dining room was quick, Spencer already walking along to grab your jackets as you explained you weren’t feeling well. Assuring David that it wasn’t his cooking. Lying that you felt sick before coming and it had been the reason you had arrived late. Penelope had a certain look of concern, wishing you a speedy recovery and to feel better soon. JJ on the other hand, had a sly smirk on her lips as she caught on to the real reason you were leaving. Spencer returned, helping you into your jacket and ushering you out the door with a final goodbye to the team. Well wishes were called out as you left. The car ride to Spencer’s apartment was quiet mostly. Spencer had his hand on your thigh whenever he could. Once at the apartment building he had his arm around you the entire walk up. Already trying to slip off your jacket before even reaching the front door. You tried to shakily insert the key into the lock, twisting it open before nearly falling into the entrance way. Spencer had you pressed up against the wall before  you were able to turn the lights on. His hands were everywhere, as if they had been itching to touch you all evening. Like he hadn’t done so already. Your hands moved to his shoulders, forcing the jacket off his frame as he mimicked your actions. The articles hit the floor with a soft rustle 

His hand slipped under the slit of your dress, reaching up to grab everywhere he couldn’t touch before. Smooth hands trailing up your thighs, fingers hooking under your garter belt, unclipping them from your stockings. His hand pushed into your stocking, you could hear the delicate nylon rip, thanking your past self for getting a cheap pair. Your hands were in Spencer’s hair, cupping his head and pulling his face towards yours. Mouth finding his in a heated kiss. The soft curls slipping between your fingers. Spencer moved both hands to right under the swell of your ass, pulling you up until he lifted you off the ground. You got the memo, wrapping your legs around him to allow him to carry you away from the wall to wherever he wanted you. 

You were able to kick off your heels as Spencer walked you to the couch. The thud of your shoes hitting the ground sounds throughout the room. Your lips wandered from his, peppering his jaw with open mouthed kisses. A nibble here and there to tease. He groaned softly, from the back of his throat, like he couldn’t hold it in any longer. Gently, he lowered you onto the couch, sitting on his knees as he placed you on the edge. He looked at you, big brown eyes never leaving yours. Filled with such devotion and admiration. His lips were parted, beautifully pink as he breathed softly but labored. Pushing the velvet of your dress up until it piled up around your waist, exposing matching emerald lace panties and a garter belt. The straps that kept your stockings in place hanging down to the sides uselessly. His hands started at the edge of your panties. Slowly, gingerly, moving down and sliding the stockings down your legs with his movements. Goosebumps trailing behind his touch. 

Once the nylon piled on the floor Spencer’s hands moved up again. Up the back of your calves, to the sides of your thighs before he got to your hips. Your dress fell down slightly, covering the top edge of your panties back up. Though not for long. Although Spencer seemed to want to keep the dress on for as long as possible it seemed to be in his way. His hands pushed up the dress further as he simultaneously pushed you to lean back into the couch. Hips still teetering on the edge of the couch but at least this way the dress wouldn’t be in his way. “God, you look so beautiful. So perfect.” Spencer whispered as he leaned closer to you. His hands moving back down to your hips and starting to slowly pull down your panties. Exposing your already wet pussy to the slightly cool air. He kissed you, your hands moving to cup his face and hold him close. You didn’t want to break the kiss, needing him close and wanting to keep tasting him. “I need you Spencer.” You whimpered against his lips. Your legs wrapping around him absentmindedly. Like they were supposed to be there. 

“You said you’ll do anything I want.” Spencer pulled away from the kiss, eyes meeting yours, quoting your words back to you. “I did.” You reply, nodding your head ever so slightly. “I want you to lay still and be pretty for me. I want you to enjoy everything I will be doing to you. I want to hear you, every little noise of pleasure.” Spencer whispered, his eyes full of need. God you could drown in those eyes. You nodded your head again. The atmosphere was different from other times. It felt more charged, more electric. Spencer smiled, his hands made quick work of adjusting your position. Placing your legs over his shoulders, arms wrapping around so his hands lay on your pubic bone, right above the trimmed hair.

The position caused him to be face to face with your exposed pussy. He blew softly on your clit, the air causing a gentle shiver to move through your body. There was a certain extra sensitivity to you. Spencer’s eyes landed on the glistening wetness forming on your folds. You watched him lick his lips as he took a deep breath through his nose before he moved down. Starting at your pubic bone he slowly kissed downward. You moved slightly, urging him to give you some of the relief you needed. The heat in your body was growing, the want only increasing. Spencer let out a soft chuckle, it sent some vibrations through your skin but was nowhere near where you wanted it to be. “Spencer, stop teasing.” Your voice sounded whiney, desperate even. “How can I say no to you?” Spencer answered seconds before his tongue trailed a languid stripe up your pussy. A moan breached your lips as you finally had some friction applied to your sensitive clit.

Spurred on by the sounds you were making Spencer wrapped his lips around your clit, sucking and flicking his tongue against the bundle of nerves interchangeably. He was doing anything in his power to elicit sounds from you. Your hand traveled to his hair, grasping at the soft strands to keep him going. Softly pulling at it to urge him to continue. Your tugs at his hair caused a groan to be pulled from him, sending vibrations through your pussy only heightening your pleasure. "F-fuck, Spence. Feels so good.” You moaned, moving your hips to meet him and feel more of the delicious pleasure.

Spencer watched you intently as he continued to go down, one of his hands leaving your pelvic bone to trail down. You felt his finger part your folds, gathering some of the combined slickness of his saliva and your juices. He inserted it easily, your arousal making it effortless. He curled his finger inside, hitting that spongy spot that sent shivers throughout you. Wanton moans and praises fell from your lips as you felt your climax build. Spencer added another finger unexpectedly. You pulled his hair in response, unable to form words but needing to show just how close you were. “Come for me, I want to taste all of it.” Spencer pulled away for a moment to speak those words before he continued his onslaught on your clit. The combined efforts of his hand and mouth finally pushing you over the edge. 

The orgasm hit you like a wave, noises stuck in your throat as you felt your walls clench around Spencer’s fingers. Your hips bucked almost involuntarily and your thighs tightened around his head. Holding him in place as you rode out your orgasm. When finally the pleasure subsided you were left a panting mess. A muscle in your leg twitching ever so slightly leaving it shaking. You let go of Spencer, who sat up straighter and looked you over in your disheveled state. His hair was a mess, his lips and chin still covered in your juices shone in the dim light of the room. You watched him lick his lips. He seemed satisfied with his work though not satisfied sexually. That hunger still lingered in his eyes.

Your eyes glanced downward. The bulge straining in his pants looked uncomfortable, all that pressure couldn’t be doing anything good for him. Spencer, apparently noticing your look, smirked. “Already wanting more?” He teased his hands finding their way back to your waist. He moved you so you could feel his hard-on against your still sensitive pussy. A soft whimper escaped your lips as he ground his hips into you. The seam of his pants, rough against you, was just too much. The emptiness inside you begged to be filled by him. “Take ‘em off. I want to feel you.” you pleaded, putting on the best puppy eyes you could muster in your post bliss state. Spencer grinned softly, leaning in closer. His lips barely ghosting over yours. “You know I can't say no to you. Especially when you look like this.” He whispered before kissing you once, twice before he sat up straighter again. His hands left your hips and you could hear the clink of his belt unbuckling. Another rush of excitement flowed through your body. You already knew Spencer would do anything you asked, if you asked nicely, but to hear him say it was a whole nother thing. He couldn’t resist you. Like you were his own personal vice he did not even try to resist. 

His hands were fast, trying to get himself out of his pants. Your eyes followed his hand as he gave himself a few strokes as he finally released his erection from his pants. The groan that tumbled from his lips was pornographic. You could see the relief on his face at finally being freed from its confines. Your hand reached out to his tie, grabbing it and gently pulling him forward by it. Giving him a nudge in the right direction, if you will. You felt the tip push against your wet entrance, already wanting and waiting for him. Spencer used his hand to guide his cock into your waiting pussy, slowly pushing in, making sure you felt every inch going inside of you. It was torturous pleasure the way he was sinking in so slow. When he fully pushed inside you Spencer groaned again, from the back of his throat, it was needy and lust filled. He stayed still for a second. Basking in the feeling of you around him. Your legs wrapped around his waist, his cock buried to the hilt inside of you, your walls clenching around him.

“I’ve been waiting for this since I saw you in this dress. All evening. I've only been thinking of this.” He said, letting his hand wander up your dress until it reached your breasts. Massaging your left breast through the soft fabric. You practically mewled at his touch. He dipped his head down, placing a kiss on your sternum, between the hills of your chest. Before he started to gently suck on the skin, creating a small bruise only meant for his eyes. He looked at you, at your dress that had ridden up to your waist, your disheveled hair, at the dark red mark he'd sucked into your chest, just how perfect you looked for him. 

When he started to move it took you by surprise. From the way he had pushed in and taken the time to look you over like you were his world. You somewhat expected him to take it slower than usual. Spencer did pull back slowly, but when he snapped his hips forward with speed and accuracy it made you gasp out in surprise. He hit that spot inside of you that sent ripples of pleasure throughout your body. “Oh, fuck. Spence.” You cried out as Spencer repeatedly thrust into you. Your grasp on his tie tightening as he pounded into you with vigor. Each thrust punctuated with the sound of skin hitting each other. Your lips parted to allow each whine and moan to pass. You knew the thing Spencer loved most was hearing your sounds of pleasure. His name passes your lips in breathless pants.

His rhythm was merciless. Spencer’s left arm wrapping around to pull you closer against him, his hand slipping under the fabric to touch your skin. The layers of bunched up clothing were hot. And even though you would rather take it off it seemed that Spencer was enjoying it to its fullest. His ragged breaths and groans indicate just the extent of his enjoyment. Whispered praises of “you feel so good.” and “so beautiful.” were heard between his groans though you were far enough to not be able to respond to his admirations. Especially when he moved his right hand to your pelvis. Thumb starting to rub your clit in figure eights. Adding pressure and stimulation that was bordering on overwhelming. He was fucking you like a man starved. Every time he hits that right spot inside of you causing white to flash before your eyes. He pushed you closer and closer to the edge. You let go of his tie, lacing your hands together behind his neck to pull him in for a kiss. Or more like needing to moan into his mouth. He eagerly swallowed every noise, his tongue slipping against yours drawing out more. 

You started moving your hips, meeting each of his thrusts as you got closer and closer. Using your legs anchored behind his back to draw him deeper with each thrust. Feeling that familiar knot in your lower stomach grow and tighten you knew it wouldn’t be long. And Spencer picked up on it immediately. “You're going to cum for me again, aren’t you?” He breathed, a satisfied smile on his face. He was awfully eloquent for a man who you knew was also bordering on hitting his climax. You knew by the way his dick was twitching inside of you, the way his rhythm would falter every few thrusts, the hoarseness in his voice, you knew exactly how to tell he was close. “‘M so close.” You managed to moan against his lips, tightening your arms around him. “I know, cum for me.” Spencer said as his pace didn’t let up. His thumb continued to rub your clit, speeding up ever so slightly. It sent you over the edge. Stars flashing before your eyes as the familiar waves of pleasure overtook you for the second time that night. White, hot pleasure. You couldn’t contain the loud moan that pushed through you, almost like a yell with its intensity.

He fucked you through it. Though his rhythm failed with your walls clenching around him so tightly. His hand left your clit in lieu of holding you tighter, fucking just to get himself off. He bowed down, his head in the crook of your neck as his hips stuttered to a slower halt. He groaned against your skin, sending vibrations through your skin as you felt the spurts of his spunk coat your insides. It was so hot. So incredibly full. With a few lazy thrusts he eventually pulled out, you could feel the slow drip of his cum falling out of you onto the leather couch but didn’t register it. Your eyes were focused on Spencer as he slowly sat up, heavy breaths as he raked his hands through his hair. Coming down from his high like you were. He looked so beautiful in the afterglow. 

“I’m sorry, I made a mess.” He apologized as he looked you over. Eyes landing on your pussy overflowing with his cum. “You better clean it up then.” You answered, slowly sitting up with heavy limbs. “We’ll have to get you out of the dress.” He said with a slight hesitance. Like he did not want to see you in anything else ever again. 

“Don’t worry. I think I will wear this dress more often.” You winked.

#criminal minds #spencer reid #criminal minds fic #spencer reid fic #spencer reid x reader #spencer reid x you #spencer reid fanfic #spencer reid smut #spencer reid is a munch #spencer reid fanfiction #plot what plot #pt 2

[b4si1wh0]

Series 14 Season 1 trailer thoughts (still don't like the numbering)

UNIT tower woo!!

Ahh yes the iconic 'come with me I'm lonely pls.' love how they're slaying. love the jukebox!

fit af! also 60s!!!! yes!

ok where the hell are they here??

UgH dAvId TeNnAnT iS oVeRsHaDoWiNg ThEm (/s). Is this where they do the magical flashes of all the doctors?

'Kiss me goodbyeee, I'm defying mavityyyy'. (love love LOVE the colours and the colours of the tunnels!!! this new tardis is 100000/10!)

d-d-dinosaurs? remember the last time with dinosaurs? that didn't go so well!

she said it! yes! nothing can ever go wrong!

oh

ahh shit. (at least we get a non-human as a companion??) i think i'm going to love the butterfly effect episode. i eat that stuff up.

regency era wooo!

exactly what we're all thinking. (the doctor looking fit as usual I see)

yay!! music!!! (does that say 12/8 time? i actually don't think I've seen that before! but i doubt you would have a crotchet followed by what looks like a minim(?) because that is not how you group notes. the ff doesn't go there. Why is the first sharp D?? the first sharp is F. always.) yay!!! music!!!

NO DON'T USE A GUN!

that is exactly what they would say. i feel like i watched something recently where they said the doctor would say this. i can't remember where though. ugh.

nooo my babies! please don't cry!!

OK, so the jinkx monsoon character is in the beatles episode? is it a 2-parter?

love the one-on-one doctor/parent chats. but... remember brian??

pretty. great fashion.

yay! glasses representation! hot.

where is this? i LOVE it.

i'm singing in the raiiin (musical number? ngl gives la la land vibes)

yeah it is! 60s woo!

no. What happened to the tardis?

you go girls! (gender-neutral)

KATE my BELOVED <3 <3 <3

mad aunty mel <3 <3 <3

4th wall breaking wink? i like it.

YAY I'm SO EXCITEDD!!!!!!!!!!

#doctor who #15th doctor #ruby sunday #ncuti gatwa #millie gibson #kate stewart #mel bush #bonnie langford #well done if you read it #yayy #doctor who season 1 #? #doctor who series 14

[jerzwriter]

Crushed

Book: Open Heart (Post Series)

Characters: Tobias Carrick x F!MC, the David Gandy

Rating: Teen +

Warnings: Sexual innuendo, nothing big

Words: 1,245

Summary: This is sort of a follow-up to Starstruck, based on this ask by @liaromancewriter. Casey always thinks she's seeing stars - the celebrity version - and on this quick getaway with her husband, she really saw one. Now, Tobias claims he has, too. Does Casey believe him?

A/N: In my HC, Casey has a crush on David Gandy, and she insists he does not look like Ethan. (Conversely, in E/K land, Kaycee has a crush on Jesse Williams and insists he looks nothing like Tobias! lol) So that made this little ask more fun! Ironically, the Tobias & Casey edit was also made by @liaromancewriter - so this works perfectly!

Their flight was delayed…again. As much as Casey and Tobias enjoyed their little getaway, they were anxious to get home to their little girl. Tobias sensed that this latest delay was pushing his wife to her limits. So, doing what any good husband would do… he immediately offered to get her chocolate. After an appreciative kiss, he was on his way. 

After a short wait on line, he was heading back to Casey with her Snickers bar in hand, nibbling on a Kit Kat of his own, when the collision occurred. Tobias and both candy bars tumbled to the ground as the man who knocked him down struggled to stay on his feet.  

“Ah, shit!” Tobias moaned as the well-dressed man offered his hand to help him to his feet. The look of sincere contrition on the stranger’s face disarmed Tobias immediately.

“So sorry, mate!” The man stated with a distinctly British accent. “Completely my fault. I heard the announcement of a gate change after bumping my flight for the fifth time, and…” he sighed. “No matter, it’s no fault of yours, and now look what I’ve done!”

“Hey, no sweat,” Tobias grinned as he dusted himself off. “Accidents happen. There were no casualties, so we’re good.”

The well-dressed man looked down to see a scrape on Tobias’s knee and two pulverized chocolate bars.

“I think those chocolate bars would disagree with you, and look at your knee….”

“Ah, the knee is nothing,” Tobias waved. “My wife and I are both doctors. We can more than handle a little scrape. But I better get her another candy bar, or she might not be willing to help me at all.”

“Oh my, I do feel bad,” the gentleman fretted as he grabbed his wallet and handed Tobias a fifty-dollar bill. “Here, this is the least I can do. Get some sweets for your wife before you return to her. I’m a family man myself, and you know the saying, happy wife, happy life.”

“It’s really not necessary…” Tobias started… when something about the man’s smile stopped him cold. “Hey, wait a minute… I know you… you’re….”

Attention all passengers. Flight 4776, departing from gate 26 to Heathrow International Airport is boarding. Final call for all passengers on flight number 4776 to Heathrow.

“As much as I’d love to stay and chat, I’m afraid they’re playing my song.”

“Yes! Go! Go! But please take this,” Tobias attempted to hand back the money.

“No! It’s the least I can do! Get something sweet for your lady, and tell her David is terribly sorry about your knee!”

“DAVID!” Tobias gasped as the suited man disappeared into the crowd. 

Still a little flabbergasted, Tobias returned to Casey sans chocolate bar. She looked up from her book as he approached with a slight pout.

“Tobias,” she frowned. “Where’s my Snickers?”

“Pulverized,” he deadpanned.

“Huh?”

“Case… you’re never going to believe what happened. I was minding my own business, eating my Kit Kat, when some guy plowed into me.”

She looked her husband over, interrupting him when she reached his knee. “Oh my goodness!” she blurted upon seeing his knee. “Tobias, you’re bleeding!”

“Ah, that’s nothing. Just a little scrape but… the candy bars didn’t survive.”

“That’s OK,” Casey smiled, “as long as you come back to me in one piece, it’s all good.”

Still dumbfounded, Tobias stood dazed, the fifty still in his hand, and Casey was becoming concerned.

“Tobias,” she started. “Are you… OK?”

“Yeah, uh… you’re never going to believe who my assailant was.”

“Well?” She asked with a questioning brow.

“David Gandy.”

A loud snort escaped her. “OK. I had thought you’d stop teasing me about celebrity sightings. Yes, that wasn’t Harry Styles the other night.  But I did see Noah Kahan, and that’s been proven! So can you stop mocking me now?”

“I’m not mocking! I’m serious as a heart attack! He was rushing to his flight, and he slammed right into me! His flight was about to take off, so he gave me this $50 to buy you a new candy bar since he destroyed yours….”

Casey already had her phone in hand. “Tobias, dear. I love you, but what would David Gandy be doing in North Carolina? I mean, come on, he….” her voice trailed as her eyes went wide.

“What is it?” Tobias asked, leaning over her shoulder for a better look at David Gandy’s latest Instagram post.

Tobias plopped into the seat next to Casey, a satisfied smirk on his face. “I told you.”

“You’re the guy he crashed into!?”

“Yep, and he pulverized your Snickers bar.”

“Well! Where the hell is it!?”

“What? The candy bar?”

“YES!!!”

“In the trash.”

“TOBIAS! Why would you do that? David Gandy destroyed my damn candy bar… and you threw it out? I would save that for life!”

“You’re joking, right?”

“I’m not joking at all! But wait! His post says his flight was delayed again… Oh my God! I can find him! I can get another candy bar, and I’ll ask him to step on it so I can keep that one instead!”

“Yeah,” Tobias shuddered, “because that wouldn’t be weird.”

“OK,” Casey jumped to her feet. “I’m going to find him.”

But Tobias grabbed her hand, tugging him back to him before she got far.

“Uh, sweetheart… before you run off… you know that ‘hall pass list’ we always joke about… that is just a joke… right?”

Casey crossed her arms, an impish grin on her lips. “Why, Dr. Carrick? Are you telling me I’m not allowed to screw David if I find him?”

“Well, after you ask him to step on your Snickers bar, I’m sure he’ll be all turned on, but should the opportunity arise… I would really prefer it if you declined.”

“You understand that means if Shakira comes dancing over to you the second I leave… you have to say no, too.”

“Baby,” he sighed. “I don’t want Shakira. I only want you.”

“Right…. tell me you haven’t had a little Casey and Shaira fantasy run through that little mind of yours one or two hundred times?”

Casey broke into a fit of giggles as Tobias yanked her down onto his lap. 

“What are you doing?” she playfully protested.

“Using you to conceal anything that may… come up… if you keep talking like that!”

Casey wrapped her arms around her husband’s neck and plastered a kiss on his cheek.

“Take it easy, Dr. Carrick. The list is all in good fun. You are the only one that I want.”

“You sure of that? ‘Cause far as I know, his flight hasn’t taken off yet.”

“I’m very sure! But, I wish David had merch like Noah – there should be a way for me to get something out of you for this.”

“Well,” Tobias said, lifting the fifty-dollar bill. “You could get fifty dollars of something on David?”

“He really gave this to you?” she asked, eyes full of wonder.

“He did.”

“So… he touched this?”

“That’s kind of how it works, Casey.”

Casey took the bill from his hand and held it against her chest momentarily before carefully placing it in her purse.

“What are you doing with that?” he asked.

“Framing it. The second we get home!”

“I’m hoping you’ll hug Sammy first?”

“Of course.  Then… this is being framed. Oh, what wall should we put it on?”

“You’re not serious?”

“Oh, I’m serious, baby.  Serious as a heart attack.”

Tagging in reblog.

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[captainshurley]

Baby I'm not alright, but I'm okay (Part 5)

Cash Wheeler x f reader

Previous chapter

A few months later.

The relationship between y/n and Daniel was slowly but surely improving. They texted often, and sometimes called each other. Wheeler often tell y/n some stories, talked about the city they were performing in that week, ask her how she was, how things were going at work, about the weather. They discussed literally everything in the world. Y/n was reluctant to talk about herself. Sensing this, Dan didn't pressurize the girl to get something personal out of her and turned the topic to his plans for the day.

Daniel and David were sitting in the locker room after a match at another Dynamite. They had been traveling around the states with AEW for a few weeks now, occasionally appearing on NJPW shows and shooting promos for various matches.

"Finally, almost a week home" sighed Harwood tiredly. "I've missed my girls. Finley called this morning asking when I was coming over."

"Yeah. A few days off. Paula didn't call me, of course, but I'm sure she missed me too" Daniel smiled a little sadly.

David finished tying the laces on his sneakers, walked over to his friend and patted Dan on the shoulder. "You know you're always welcome at my house and Finley is always happy to see you. I'm not sure about Maria, but Finley sure is."

Wheeler immediately caught David's playful tone and the sadness receded.

After a little thought, he picked up his phone, opened a chat with y/n and started typing.

"Hi, y/n. I'll be back in town tomorrow for a couple days. How about taking a walk?"

y/n was patrolling the city with her partner, discussing the Shotgun Rider band that was coming to town this weekend. As it turned out, they had both bought tickets to the concert.

"NO WAY! I'M A HUGE FAN OF THEM. I DIDN'T KNOW THAT YOU ARE TOO!" marveled Jonathan. "We should go there together. I'll pick you up. No refusal accepted."

y/n laughed and jokingly punched her partner in the shoulder.

"You leave me no choice!"

The girl wanted to say something else but was distracted by the notification of a new text message.

Jonathan noticed that y/n was distracted by the phone.

"Is your celebrity crush texting again? Calling for a date?"

"Stop it. He's not my celebrity crush at all. Just a friend of my best friend, I guess. Yes, we hang out, but it's nothing like that. Just a friendly stuff."

The girl quickly typed a reply and tucked her phone away in her pocket, getting back to work again.

"Yeah, right." Jonathan stated sarcastically and returned his attention back to the road.

Wheeler, having rested a bit after flying halfway across the country, packed up and arrived at y/n's house. Fixing his hair that was slightly disheveled in the wind, he pressed the doorbell.

After a minute, the girl opened the door.

"Oh, shit. I completely forgot we agreed to go out for a walk."

Daniel took a quick look at the girl. His gaze stopped on a t-shirt with a large logo of The Revival on it. He smiled, made a note in his head to be sure to remind y/n about it, and replied, "Don't worry, it's no big deal. Pack up, I'll wait."

The girl stepped aside, letting Dan inside.

"Come on in. I'll be quick."

Y/n ran upstairs and began to change out of her house clothes.

While the girl was getting ready, Wheeler made his way into the living room.

The atmosphere inside was warm. Very minimalistic, no frills. What surprised Daniel a little was the absence of any items that somehow characterized the host. Like pictures, a lipstick forgotten on the coffee table, a magazine, a book or something like that.

"Hey... I'm ready. We can go" said the girl after a few minutes, coming down already dressed in jeans, t-shirt and sneakers.

"Yeah, sure. You look pretty by the way." Wheeler gave the girl a hand, helping her over the last step on the stairs.

The girl's face flushed at the unexpected compliment. She smiled and mumbled a barely audible "thank you".

Y/n and Daniel were strolling through French Broad River Park.

"So, you are "The Revival" fan?” said Dan, recalling to the girl that he had seen her wearing merch.

"Well... I wouldn't call myself a fan. Maria, Finlay and I went to an NXT show once. Truth be told, I only ended up there because Maria called me out. But it wasn't bad. I could even tell that I liked it."

"Wait. You were at the show? I'm surprised we only recently met if you even came to the show."

Wheeler remembered Maria coming a few times with family and friends. But he had never seen y/n among her friends.

"If I'm not mistaken, that was my only visit to NXT. I've also been to Dynamite a couple times, but that was before you and David debuted. Maybe that's why we didn't meet earlier. Besides, I don't really like too much attention on myself, and I was in a relationship with Josh at the time" After mentioning the ex-boyfriend's name y/n fell silent.

"Josh? You didn't tell me about him" gently asked Daniel.

The girl's facial expression changed from cheerful and relaxed to sad and regretful.

"There's not much to tell to be honest. We dated for a long time. But because of me, that relationship ended."

Y/n suddenly felt goosebumps run down her skin. Whether it was the cool breeze that came out of nowhere or the memories of a relationship ruined by her problems. She shuddered and clenched her body. The man noticed this, took off his jacket and threw it over the girl's shoulders.

Dan's jacket was imbued with the pleasant scent of men's cologne. The scent was soothing and relaxing y/n.

"Whatever happened there, it's not your fault. All problems and misunderstandings in a relationship are always both parties' fault."

It was noticeable by y/n that even though the jacket kept her warm, she still didn't feel comfortable.

"My last relationship didn't end well either... So, I understand how you feel."

Unexpectedly to herself, y/n hugged Daniel's hand, which he kept in his pocket. The warmth of man's body warmed y/n pleasantly.

"Thank you... You, it turns out, know how to be nice, not just wildly vulgar and weird."

Wheeler covered the girl's hand with his own and smiled softly.

"Yeah... Sorry about that. I sometimes act like an idiot when I don't know what to do. And for the past few months in my interactions with girls, this has been happening a lot. But sometimes even acting like an idiot works out."

The phone in y/n's pocket vibrated, notifying her of a new incoming message. The girl pulled out her phone.

"Maria just texted me and asked if I wanted to come over and chat with her."

Dan stopped and now looked at y/n seriously and a little frustrated from top to bottom.

"If you want, I'll walk you to David and Maria's house. We can take a walk some other time."

"Nah, I'm good. I'll text her that I'm busy right now."

The y/n's reply couldn't help but make the man happy. It warmed his heart that she had chosen him over spending time with her best friend.

Maria: "Yeah? Maybe you hang out with Dan? 🤣 Come on, get out of the house and I'll be waiting for you."

Y/n: "Actually, I really am."

Maria: "NO WAY! Don't fool me👀"

The girl grinned and shifted her gaze from her phone to Daniel.

"I told Maria I'm with you and she doesn't believe me." She was about to put her phone away but suddenly an idea hit her. "I want to take a picture and send it to Maria. Are you okay with that?"

"Sure" replied y/n Daniel and put his arm around her shoulders. Y/n took the picture and pressed send.

"I'll be expecting a message from David now" joked the man and gently took the girl's hand. "Let’s go?"

For a while they walked in silence. The silence was not heavy. They were comfortable in each other's company. They could talk, discussing everything, or they could remain silent, taking in each other's non-verbal cues. Before they noticed, the sky had clouded over and a light rain began to fall.

"I think it's time to go home," Willer suggested. He lifted his head and looked up at the sky "and hurry up. It looks like it's about to start raining in earnest."

The girl nodded and they quickly headed towards y/n's house.

As they literally ran to the house the downpour started and both were soaked from head to toe. Y/n opened the door and stepped inside.

"Well... I'll be off then. Had a good time. See you next time, I guess. Of course, if you want to." Daniel said uncertainly and was about to leave, but y/n stopped him by taking his hand.

"Don't be silly. You're all wet, and it's still raining and windy outside. Come on in. You’ll get warm, and I'll find you some dry clothes and make us some dinner. Then you can decide what you want to do next."

Dan wasn't sure if she really wanted him to stay right now or if she was just being polite, so he stood there for a few seconds deciding.

"Are you sure?" he wanted to make sure. "If it's going to be an inconvenience, I'd better go”

"It's okay. Come on in. You're welcome here."

Next chapter

#ftr #cash wheeler x reader #cash wheeler #cash wheeler imagine #dax harwood #x y/n #all elite wrestling #aew #aew x reader #wrestling fanfiction #wrestling fanfic #wrestling fic #wrestling #aew fanfiction #aew fanfic #aew fic #Daniel Wheeler

[earnmysong]

P F & T for the fic meme!

thanks so much for asking, lovely!

P: ARCHITECT - story built and planned out or GARDENER - story unfolds as you, and it, progress

i'm such a freaking gardener, MY GOD! there's never any planning ahead. i usually literally say to myself 'well, shit, [exhibits a-z] gave me feelings. what would it look like if...' then, i type a bunch of emotions into a doc and make my chaos mildly more coherent. you've saved my ass from myself a time two as well, for which i'm eternally grateful!

F: one of my favorite dialogue exchanges in my repertoire, with explanation

this rather lengthy snippet of 'experience has made me rich' holds a high spot in the rankings:

“Good God, Alexis! Were you mugged?” David’s concern manifests rather forcefully and in an extremely high octave. She startles, scrunching away from the noise and blocking her ear with an arm. The closest arm, sure, but definitely the wrong choice.

“Ouch, fuck!” she hisses, cradling her ice-chilled {also bandage-wrapped and currently about five times its regular size} wrist. Silver lining? She can finally feel her pulse! Except, it’s kind of, like, not where it should be, and it seems really angry and basically shocks her whenever she moves. She must not be exactly at her quietest, either, because Ted glances over, every feature of his face asking if she’s okay. She smiles, shoos him back to steadying their daughter on that murderous contraption. “Hey, David? I, um, kind of broke myself?”

“Mhmmm, yes. I did notice that. Sort of difficult to miss the striking resemblance between you and Anna Paquin after her car crash in that movie you always lose your shit over? Where she’s Mother Goose? And how exactly have we achieved this ultimate form of flattery and maimed ourselves so spectacularly this fine spring evening?”

“Okay, first of all? Shut up, David. Fly Away Home is fantastic and you totally got misty when Len held you hostage and finally forced you to watch over Chrismukkah. Don’t bother denying. Lying is beneath us now. Also?” She fluffs her hair, bracing herself to recount her harrowing ordeal. “Len’s got a shiny new itch to be a tinier, much more adorable Tony Hawk? Because of the Vans.” She growls the brand at him; he peers down apologetically – he’s probably wearing the traitors as they speak – and scoots himself slightly farther back. “She assigned me the role of guru, and I said: What the hell? It’ll be like surfing. But on solid ground.”

“I don’t think –” David grimaces at her misguided logic, nods in understanding. “That hasn’t ended well for you?”

Alexis treats him to a slow, shaky pan of her battered physique in case he requires assistance to arrive at the correct answer. “Clearly not, David,” she huffs. 

“Yes, well. To render the sting of your obviously declining athletic aptitude less sharp, I’ve just shipped you the largest, most expensive bottle of peach schnapps that a five-minute search can yield.” She flips him off. “I also took the liberty of having ‘Get Well Soon’ engraved on an ice bucket, to both commemorate the occasion and be available in the event of future mishaps. Whether these will relate to beverages or body parts of course remains to be seen.” 

“So much love!” Sarcasm edges her cheer, but her grin is genuine; she boops his nose through the screen. 

Then: “Mommy, I can almost land an ollie!” Len announces proudly, clambering up to sit next to Alexis as Ted mouths She can stay upright. “Are you alive? That was so much blood! And, see? I told you I memorized Daddy’s numb – Oh! Hi, Uncle David! Did Mommy tell you she taught me to skateboard?” 

David snorts in a ridiculously impolite manner, choking down the rest of his chuckle. “You could say that. The marvelous Ms. Mullens she most definitely is not, however. Oooh, have we added to our wardrobe without consultation?” 

Alexis listens to Lennox and David chat while Ted examines her mangled wrist. “Um, babe? Are you sure this – ” he’s pushing gently on various spots “- is the safest bet? Like, knowing something’s broken when I pass out in the park?”

“I’m not just going out on a limb, Lex. I have had practice.” Ted laughs, pressing his lips softly to hers, trading an unnerving touch for one flooded with comfort and calm; okay, yes, he might be, like, an expert at taking care of everything he encounters. 

“No. No.” David’s insistent scold cuts into their impromptu make-out sesh far sooner than she appreciates. “None of that, please. Your child is present and that fact alone should deter you. Because I am well-acquainted with your habits, however, I must also submit this for your consideration - my sister has wreaked enough havoc upon herself in a single afternoon to, quite possibly, last a lifetime.  Do we really want to put her further at risk, given some of the fun in which you’ve engaged in the past?” 

okay, so! my affinity for, and admiration of, dan levy et al. and 'schitt's creek' as a whole is storied and unrepeatable. typically, i would be terrified to attempt to capture the essence of a universe i value that highly. because i love SC as much as i do, still, i also wanted to see how close i could get. i'd already written two installments of the saga before this, but they'd only featured alexis and ted. here, david enters and the established tiny human speaks. i ended up coming pretty close to the mark, if i do say so myself, a fact that makes me smile, even a few years removed.

T: fandom tropes i can't stand

i don't necessarily understand when protagonists are paired romantically with villains who showed no glimmer of redemption in canon [carol danvers/yon-rogg, jyn/krennic, etc]. also? i'm not one for when violence extends beyond the action/fight sequence realm.

#megalong #fic inquiries #writing #schitt's creek #fic series: let me hold your crown babe #david & alexis #alexis x ted #otp: sometimes a special little lock can come along #thoughts: i have them

[dinoalexander]

YOUR MOMENT OF ZEN: THE WORLD FAMOUS SEMI-QUOTABLE 2022 QUOTEDOWN QUOTETACULAR

Ladies and gentlemen and multiforms across seven star systems. It is an honor, a privilege, and a pleasure to inform you that READER DISCRETION IS STRONGLY ADVISED.

With that said, the World-Famous Get Down Like a Hound Party ‘til You Puke Semi-Quotable 2022 Quotedown Quotetacular is live in 5… 4… 3… 2… 1… BEGUN!

—

“I’m not people, I’m your brother!” -C

“Now that Jeff Bezos owns Whole Foods, it’s more like two cans.” -Klauss

“F 2021 in its poop chute.” -Carl

“Kim, if I ever go into that drawer, always assume it’s for a fork.” -C, on a coworker’s junk drawer with plastic cutlery and… feminine hygiene products on full display.

“The 2020s need to go into time out and think about what they did.” -Q

“Chose the right week to choose my wife over trivia.” -Dave

“A bemusing coincidence that we lose Howard Hesseman on the same day the football team from Cincinnati does their best impression of a flock of turkeys being dropped from a helicopter...” -Justin

“… come on, girl. You saw ‘Set It Off’.” -C

“The groundhog saw his shadow, meaning six more weeks until the Times puts Wordle behind a paywall.” -Justin

“It Was a Thing a YouTube Dipshit Did With Too Much Money.” -Klauss

“I’M A BAAAAAAAAD MAAAAAAAAN!” -C on a Big Brain 12K

He's a D*ck - Gordon

You know I don't use that language - Bonnie

P*nis? - Gordon

No - Bonnie

Flapping piece of soft cartilage? - Gordon

.....- Bonnie

"Hey, didn't you used to be Antonio Brown?" -Justin

“Remember if you’re not having fun while you’re cooking, you’re just making food.” -Alvin Zhou

“The more I thought about swinging by Food Lion, grabbing a steak and a pack of risotto, the more I thought… I don’t want to cook, and even if I did, the kitchen is in no condition to be trifled with.” -C

“It’s not fitting in the hole” -Ken

“That’s what she said.” -Dan

“The group had a six-titty tour.” -Jonathan Oakes

“I’m stuck between namaste and kiss my ass.” -Craig Shoemaker

“The word of the day...is Thwomphammer.” -G

“They are trying to get Alabama in SO BAD. if Alabama gets in it's megacans.fuckyou.wav.” -J

“Y’all re-awoke a fire in me that will only make me stronger and I’m beyond excited to unleash that demon again to exponential levels on any OPP that lines up across from me next season.” -Eli Apple

“Hold on. Gordon’s plant is being naughty again.” -C

“Typed a 2,000 word reply to an email. Edited it down to 1,000 words. Edited it down to 500 words. Edited it down to 12 words. Hit send. Felt really good to type the 2,000 words, though.” -Kevin

“I’ve lost my appetite… and perhaps my will to live.” -C, on Q’s textcapades

“If it’s Beverly Crusher, we’re in trouble. If it’s Wesley Crusher, we may be okay.” -Benny

“When I am rich… you’re getting therapy, you’re getting therapy, you’re getting DOUBLE therapy. EVERYBODY’S HEALING.” -Deborah’s reel

“Man this is a Howie Mandel-hosted show on Netflix!” -Jay

“Before you guys put me in a chat, can you solve this problem by looking at policy?” -C

“Today I learned Måneskin isn’t the porn version of the 1980s classic Mannequin.” -Klauss

“Walk into the club like whaddup I got a oh god oh no wrong building I’m so sorry continue with your funeral god bless.” -TJ’s shirt

“I’ll try being nicer when you try being smarter.” -Tara

“Ta-DOW! … did that word just come out of my mouth?” -C

“We’re not going to beat Abraham Lincoln’s poop today.” -Megan

“I’m the blue one.” -Benny

“You don’ look like David Yost to me!” -C

“I’m gonna feed you. I don’t know you but I’m gonna feed you.” -?.. somebody

“Interesting fact: The world population will pass 8 billion sometime in the next few hours.” -Bruce

“Nick Cannon at it again?” -Jenny M

“Not gonna make it this year because I haven’t said anything particularly funny. My writers are on strike for better living conditions and improved food in the commissary. I told them they’d still have to share a room and they were gonna eat whatever their mother cooked.” -Daniel

“Uber driver:”I was a contestant on The Price is Right four years ago!”

Me: “Yeah? How’d you do?”

(Surprisingly long, uncomfortable silence)

Uber driver: “Bitch bid a dollar more.”” -Adam

“Irish nachos… 0/10. Would not recommend. I don’t think the cheese was even cheese. Might’ve been something from Flippy’s Gas ‘N Gulp.” -C

“And last night he was all “no I haven’t decided yet.” Even Brett Favre was like “this goddamned prick.”” -Greg, on Tom Brady’s retirement.

(Phlebotomist brings in labs when it’s time for us to go)

“… WHAT, YOU THINK YOU’RE BETTER THAN ME?!” -C

“Yay Albania!” -Tommy

“Use the toilet now or forever hold your pee.” -Frontier stewardess

“NERD SHIT!” -C & Phillip

“Tom Brady is the human version of Herpes.” -Blaze

“Oh CURSE WORD!” -C

“We have standards.” -Ken

“Finally!” -Benny

“I'm going to fail 30 times. It sounds like my dating life." -Klauss

“Rename the Washington Football Team the Gotham Rogues, because our stadium looks like Bane just left.” -Mark Ellis

“Give a man glitter, he glitters for a lifetime. Teach a man to glitter, he ALSO glitters for a lifetime. That's just how glitter works.” -Heather

“Shut the fuck up, Fay Vincent.” -Greg

“My computer locked up in computer jail. Come save a biiiiiiitch!” -Gena

“The big 69 ROFLMAO - Gordon Pepper Commissioner. Every game is nice.” -J

“Normal Québécois is dirty French. BOOK SAY SO.” -C

“You know what, sure the Vols lost this week...but you know who I feel bad for? America's fairweather college football fans...every one of them has had the staggering realization that, sadly, they are going to have to start rooting for Georgia...again.” -Brian

13: “Time loop.”

Yaz: “Time loop.”

Dan: “Groundhog Day.”

-from “Eve of the Daleks”

Paul Heyman: “Ladies and Gentlemen… my name is Paul Heyman, and I am the #Advocate for the…”

VRM: “QUARTERBACK FOR THE SAN FRANCISCO 49ERS…”

Paul Heyman: “… BRRRROCK…”

VRM: “PURDY!!!!!!!!!!!!!”

“Carmelo Anthony… going from missing the lay-in to missing the play-in.” -Shaq

“You’re in their DMs. We’re in them. We are not the same.” -Tampax

“You’ve been hanging out with us too much.” -C

“Or not enough!” -Brian

“My next door neighbor told me her dogs Zeus and Xena had an “accidental breeding” and Xena is going to have puppies at the end of April. I’m thinking, you can’t name a dog Zeus and NOT expect him to impregnate all the bitches!” -Megan

“In case you're wondering if the automatic closed captioning on YouTube is good enough, please remember that it once thought I said, "I'm going to Popeyes while I pick up some great sex on the internet."

Obviously that's ridiculous. It was Raising Cane's.” -Wingo

“Charlie Cox plays Daredevil, you idiot!” -C to Jay as James May

“I laughed. LORD, HOW I LAUGHED.” -Liz

“First progress report (too tired to do anything last night) One hour in and three cars prime gives me a nice $120 profit. Now to run to the boys room and figure out what my next move is.” -C

“Royal flush.” -Carl

“Do you care to udder that again?” -Austin Rogers #callback

“I don’t drink Pumpkin Spice Latte before October 1. I don’t do my holiday shopping before Thanksgiving. I’m an American, dammit!” -Jay

“Autocorrect can be a real piece of shut.” -Doug

“Carl has the football.” -C

“Let us know when Carl has the sporting goods store.” -Jay

“Quisla what’s wrong? Do you have hemorrhoids? Do I have to pray for your ass?” -Adam

“Isn’t That Girl Lay Lay just That’s So Raven with artificial intelligence instead of magic psychic powers?” -C

“We are stumbling through this class like a flock of angry, feral geese, and that's ok!”

-TJ, describing how we're going to think about queer theory and that it's tough and scary and uncomfortable.

““Doc, I can't stop singing 'The Green, Green Grass of Home.'” “That sounds like Tom Jones Syndrome.'” “Is it common?”“Well, It's Not Unusual.”” -Brian

“Q: What has 27 actors, three settings, two writers, and one plot? A: 671 Hallmark movies.” -Lollie

“I’m firing up my 43-inch…. TV.” -Jay, on 4/20

“Southwest is the worst of the American air carriers, except for all of the others.” -Scott

“So @Chico I have beef with Duke now.” -Kim

“‘On a scale of 1 to 10, what is your pain level?’ MOTHERFUCKING 15!” -Q

“Ummmm the United States also has a big glass pyramid... with a Bass Pro Shops in it.” -Danielle

“I don’t want to feel like king shit while washing my undies.” -C, pondering the cost of a new washer/dryer

“What the colonized Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon did I just watch?!” -Kim

“The league controls the narrative. NFL Network (Will Forte) is the cuck in the buttfucking between Roger Goodell (Laurence Fishburne) and Tom Brady (Kristin Wiig).” -Klauss

“TOILET OF HOLDING!” -Chico

“I remember this thing being a thing.” -Austin Rogers

TIM: "Well, the big sports news today is that Russell Wilson has been traded."

ME: "Is he the guy that they named the footballs after?"

TIM: "....No."

ME: "Then he must not have been that good."

And that's today in "Talking with Adam about Sports."

“First pregnancy: I’ve never felt more beautiful, thinking about the little miracle growing inside of me. It’s such a blessing! Second pregnancy: … never doing this again.” -Manuela Arbeláez

“My in-house normal is borderline illegal.” -C

“Lionel Goldbart and Barbara Lowe in one room. No wonder nobody had a tape of it, everyone’s TV exploded.” -Ben

“Scott Hanson is definitely the Ryan Seacrest to Andrew Siciliano’s Brian Dunkleman.” -Awful Announcing comment

“I expected to be disappointed. I was indeed disappointed.” -D

“This came up today. Sympathy is personally having experienced similar sucktitude such that you can have an emotional memory when someone else's circumstances suck. Empathy is recognizing that some else is going through something sucky. Compassion is one of the above PLUS feeling a desire to solve the suck for that other person. I have heard a few people say they have lost their empathy. I guarantee you haven't. You have just stopped trying to solve other people's lives; that is a growth step not a failure.” -Jenni

“My deep and abiding knowledge of pantyhose comes in handy again.” -Jay

“I’m not a fan of this lineup. It’s not great. Not great at all.” -C

“NOT GREAT, BOB!” -Benny

“Congratulations to Jimmy Garoppolo on replacing Dr Fauci as Aaron Rodgers’ least favorite Italian” - Richard Staff

Dave Pasch: "Is he aware that you played for the Boston Celtics?"

Bill Walton: "I have no idea. Did I?"

Pasch: "You did win Sixth Man of the Year."

Walton: "Which means I was Larry Bird's valet. Which means my job was to tell Larry what time the game started."

“I worked with Howard Hesseman a bit in the early 70s. I’m paraphrasing: “I bought a set of leather luggage today. It looks new now, but 25 years from now I’ll have a set of groovy luggage.” - Steve Martin

“Odell Beckham now has as many Super Bowl touchdowns as respected former NFL tight end Aaron Hernandez.

A great honor.” - Barry McCockiner

“Hey Shohei Ohtani is doing these amazing things.....and the Angels are losing again" - Gary Cohen

“Late night television is still selling nonstick cookware as if it’s 1975 and this is somehow a new invention.” - Tom Nichols

“Every G-D website I go to I click “Accept Cookies”-- and how many cookies have I actually received? Zero. Zero cookies.” - Rainn Wilson

"Tom Stone who looks an awful lot like Mike Scott of the Houston Astros. Maybe if he was scuffing the ring, he would have a better chance in some of these matches." - Peter Winston

“Recently heard a newscaster say, “Today is National Bring Your Dog to Work Day. Which is, of course, a made-up holiday.” And I thought, “Aren’t all holidays made-up?” - Gerard Mulligan

“My arts & entertainment Spidey-sense is going mad! But I swear I thought it was Phantom.” -Q

“Yeah I’m that bitch that cut you off. Fuck you and your mama.” -Mary on her personalized license plate

“I believe it was Gonzaga who said… “(makes gagging, gasping, and choking noises)”” -C

“That would be my fat ass.” -… somebody on TikTok

“If I haven't made the wall yet, I'm not going too, so I'm going to just spew unintelligible gibberish for the remainder of the day. This is no different than my regular programming.” -Erskine

"He should be Admiral Crunch by now. He's been delivering deliciousness for quite some time and surely is due for a promotion." -Howard

“Tent poles, everywhere. Tent poles.” -Shannon

“Turducken for everyone!” -Carl

“You’re too concentrated on listicle! Just answer the question!” -C

“It's more difficult to give away a couch than I remember!” -J. Keith

“Congratulations to Dusty Baker. His team can kiss my Halo fan rectum.” -JVG

“Challenging me for money in bowling is a good way for me to have all my food and gas paid for for my trip to Virginia.” -Gordon

“Behold, our all-purpose emergency preparedness medical contingency chest. Or as I like to call it… The doomsday box.” -C

“Or as I like to call it… The Oh-Shit Kit.” -Q

“Briar patch, me, some assembly required.” -David

“Why does every NFT look like a Digimon villain?” -Trevor Williams

“So when is the series finale of Twitter?” -BFG

“If people ask me why there was a strike that led to no postseason in 1994, I simply answer that with the same answer I have to “How did the Twins and Braves make the World Series in 1991?” “How and why did the Marlins beat the Indians in the 1997 World Series?” “How and why did Florida and Arizona get baseball teams while Washington didn’t?” and other logic-defying baseball questions from that decade, and that answer is simply… “Because it was the ’90s.”” -Ian

“The best worst team name of the night… “The Odds of Chico Showing Up for Trivia Again Are 3720 to 1”.” -Richard

“(running into the pub) Never tell me the odds!” -Chico

(Someone has a problem with Mayim Bialik referring to the Jeopardy! Round as “Single Jeopardy!”)

“As a great American would ask, “Why the BLEEP is this news?”” -Doug

“"We Paid A Freelancer To Say A Thing You Like ls Bad Because The Google/Facebook Duopoly Ate The Whole Digital Ad Market And Now Harvesting Hate Clicks Is The Only Viable Business Model For Online Media" That’s why.” -C

“"It's good it's good it's good that was good I just wanna do it one more time..." -The Andrew Garfield story, I love him so much

The milkshake take was our last of the day, btw, costume and hair depts were ready :)” -LMM

“Rorrie Travis. Beast Morphers Red Ranger. It’s funny you said you got replaced… by Barack Obama… because, uh… you kinda were.” -Russell Curry, Dino Fury Red and Obama lookalike.

“It’s so cold outside, people are going to Five Below just to warm up a bit.” -Matty

“Drinking a pink drink with sugar on the rim. I don’t know if you notice this but… I’m a girl.” -Q

“I know I am not supposed to attribute to malice what can easily be explained by stupidity. But that woman strikes me as the kind of person who is both malicious and stupid!“ -C

“Every time I watch the Winter Olympics, I just think how life used to be so miserable and boring in these cold countries that they invented a bunch of sports that were like "how can we find ways to DIE".” -Lynn

“Every machine is a smoke machine if you operate it wrong enough.” -Ken

“I have half a mind to start casually referring to the first round as Single Jeopardy! Just to trigger a bitch.” -C

“Hard drinks with people who want to get drunk!” -Megan quoting “Its a Wonderful Life”

“I’m gonna have to start drinking at 11.” -Jamie C. - talking about WrestleMania Day 1

“Somewhere Brett Favre is watching Aaron Rodgers and saying “This jackass…”” -C

“I've said it before and I'll say it again: DHL could fuck up the delivery of a shit from an asshole to the toilet bowl...” -Justin

“BE BETTER NOT BITTER YOU DUMB SON OF A BITCH.” -Sheiky

“Give me five. I have to pee.” -G

“To the white cat who decided to tear ass down the cross street leading to my home as my bumper moved menacingly close: 1) This is not "The Cube." Dwyane Wade is not going to give you nine lives to fritter away. Clearly a human is concerned about you. 2) Go home. You were lucky.” -Evil Travis

“I’ve done everything I could possibly do. WAIT! (Does some extra stuff) There. NOW I’ve done everything I could possibly do.” -C

“Rebuke them in the name of Black Jesus.” -Tricia, re: her travel tech agency

“If you still simp for that manchild (ed: you know the one. -C) please feel free to find some 4 letter words and go do them to yourself.” -Chelsea

“Whoa! Where in the world did that come from, Carmen Sandiego?” -C

“‘Netflix making a sequel to A Christmas Prince saved 2018.’ … well, someone had to.” -Rose McIver

"Those look like uteruses. In fact, that looks like what my uterus does to me every month." -Trina, on Activision Boxing

“Don’t do ho shit during the summer.” -C

“We can afford shit now we adults!” -Melissa

“Hmmm… Hot Pot Spot. Dibs on that for a pop-up restaurant name.” -C

“I was talking to the golf coach. He said they were going to Hawaii, but they couldn’t practice because of all the snow. I told them… ‘Gotta get up to par!’” -Sarah

“INSP goes full cowboy. Here’s the thing that gets me tho… “The textured hat represents salt-of-the-earth people with heart and soul, who have put in a hard day’s work.” You, marketing EVP Hayes Tauber, are full of shit.” -C

“Now is the winter of our discontent, made glorious summer by this Son of York...and now a brief word from Imperial margarine.” -Brian

Sonic Whammy: I have a question on the Covid tests...does it hurt?

Gordon: Well, sometimes, it's a light swab, and sometimes they jam it up your nose and take out a piece of your brain. In either case, for you it will feel exactly the same and you won't feel anything.

Chappy: “Little short until pay day.”

C: “I too am a little short until payday. Once payday hits I’ll still be short, but at least I can foot bills.”

“I learned that with game shows that if you want to get involved, you have to ask.” -TV’s Ryan Vickers

“The Jets will forever be the team that made Antonio Brown quit football.” -@TheJetPress

“It’s either streak or stink.” -C

“Remember, it's, "Goddamnit, JB."” -Ethan

“Remember, if you’re not having fun while playing trivia, you’re just answering questions.” -C, with apologies to Alvin Zhou

“I guess I wasn’t funny this year.” -Ken

—-

Thank you for being a friend. Travel down the road and back again… your heart is true, you’re a pal and a confidant.

Here’s to 2023. And as always, come together, just think of tomorrow.

[tiarnanabhfainni]

The article is paywalled 😭 what's it say

oh i just copied it into an incognito tab and then turned off my wifi before the paywall loaded lol. here are the specific bits i was talking about

Irish people are very open about the fact that we like it when we’re noticed. We’re a very small country who punch far above our weight in terms of world recognition. It doesn’t make any sense. We’re the size of Costa Rica and we have a lot of notable people, but sometimes we do feel like we get forgotten, that people haven’t spoken about us enough in the last two weeks. I wrote a little piece in the Guardian about the sense that whenever Irish American politicians show their support, it clings them to our breasts. [When American politicians visit Ireland] there’ll be parties in the streets. Outside, this is interpreted as being purely about tribalism. But it’s mostly just injecting a little bit of interest in world events by seeing it through Ireland. Bill Clinton, for example, has negligible Irish ancestry and had no proof of any of it, and we were like, “Ah, no worries. It’s fine"

and

It’s not done with any seriousness. Ireland has one of the world’s longest running chat shows, The Late Late Show. They’ll have Tom Hanks or they’ll have Julia Roberts, and you only need to watch for literally three minutes before they ask something about, “Do you like Ireland? Have you ever been to Ireland? I hear your great-grandmother is from Ireland.” It’s this kind of playing to the gallery thing, which is sycophantic and desperate — but also undeniably really popular. People like the idea that these rich and famous people are thinking about Ireland. For the most part it’s harmless. If you can get the accents right, we’ll buy it up. So that’s what makes the failures so mystifying, because that is an absolute open goal. But then, we’re not the market.

this last bit isn't really related to the point but i do think it's funny

When John Patrick Shanley’s Outside Mullingar opened on Broadway in 2014, reviews were mostly warm. Charles Isherwood in the New York Times called the romance between neighboring Irish farmers — one played by stage veteran Brian F. O’Byrne, the other by Debra Messing — “wholly diverting,” praising Shanley’s “lyrical writing” for giving “such consistent pleasure.” The Hollywood Reporter’s David Rooney hailed it as “a tender paean to rural life, to the Irish spirit, and to the enduring belief that love will find a way.” Tony voters enjoyed Outside Mullingar so much that they nominated it for Best Play, though it lost to the Bryan Cranston as LBJ drama All the Way — an act of AMC on NBC violence.

Then there was Fintan O’Toole’s review in the Irish Times, which began, “When plays are bad, their badness is usually easy to explain. Occasionally, though, there is a play whose woefulness demands a whole new theory,” and went on to call Outside Mullingar both “mystifyingly awful” and “unfathomably bad.”

a lot of the rest of the article is about depictions of the irish in hollywood more generally. it's quite a good read tbh. the author is interviewing the guy who did the viral thread about meeting the president of ireland while on ket

#ireland #long post

[sounmashnews]

[ad_1] GUWAHATI: India's death-overs bowling woes shouldn't be a priority, however the workforce does want to enhance its execution on the again finish of the match, mentioned skipper Rohit Sharma on Sunday. Invited to bat, India posted an enormous 237 for 3 however South Africa recovered from a disastrous begin to take the sport deep earlier than finally falling quick by 16 runs because the hosts claimed their first win over the Proteas in a T20 collection at house. "The team wants to play and bowl in a certain way and we want to give them that confidence. Yes, we have not bowled well at the death in the last five or six games. We are doing the same to the opposition as well," Rohit mentioned within the post-match presentation. "To bowl and bat at the death is very tough. That is where the game is decided. It is not concerning, but we need to pick ourselves and get our act together." India's prime 4 batters as soon as once more placed on a stable show and Rohit mentioned they might look to proceed their ultra-aggressive batting method. "It is something that all of came together and said was what we wanted to do as a team. It might not come across at times, but we want to stick to it," he mentioned. "What I have seen in the last 8-10 months is individuals putting their hand up and getting the job done for the team. Guys without too much experience did this as well." How can @surya_14kumar's dazzling kind be retained? 🤔🗣️ 🗣️ Here's what #GroupIndia captain @ImRo45 mentioned. #INDvSA https://t.co/Gkbaej2dHc— BCCI (@BCCI) 1664735540000A dissatisfied South Africa captain Temba Bavuma put the blame on the bowlers. "It wasn't our best performance, the conditions were different. We couldn't execute out plans. Late with the bat, I thought we could have given it a good go with 220 but 240 was too high," he mentioned. For South Africa, David Miller emerged because the brightest spot as he confirmed his big-hitting prowess with a 47-ball 106 not out which was studded with eight fours and 7 sixes. "Miller was looking good, lot of confidence to be taken from his performance. The conditions were tough, we tried to get it swinging the ball early. But when it reduced, we saw how easy it was," the SA skipper mentioned. India opener KL Rahul, who had scored an unbeaten 51 on a tough monitor in Thiruvananthapuram, produced a sensational 28-ball 57 on an excellent batting wicket right here to proceed his good run. His innings earned him the 'Man of the Match' award. "It's important as an opener to understand what's required on a particular day for the team. It's good to test yourself in different conditions, so I was satisfied," mentioned Rahul. "After the first 2-3 overs today, the chat between Rohit and I was that 180-190 would be a good target. "The means Virat batted and Dinesh did properly. The back-foot punch set me up, after I play either side of the wicket I do know my stability is sweet and head is secure." India will next take on South Africa in the third and final T20I on October 4 in Indore !(function(f, b, e, v, n, t, s) )( window, document, 'script', 'https://connect.facebook.net/en_US/fbevents.js', );if(typeof window !== 'undefined') window.TimesApps = window.TimesApps [ad_2] Source link

[kori-dearest]

if i could see my friends again i would make them make this tictok with me where it’s like a board meeting or whatever and ppl are in business suits and they’re discussing  business and such and you hear clicking down the hall and they turn as the door opens; it’s someone dressed as a catgirl. like the tail, the ears, the cute puffy dress, everything. like it’s a very high quality catgirl uniform. it’s dead silent. they just kinda stare at eachother. it’s obvious that they know eachother, but they weren’t expecting the outfit, everyone’s in fight or flight. damn it david did you not see the memo you dumb fuck, and david’s suffering like 327597409y94183 phycological damage every second that he’s there. so he opens the door, and steps out again. soft clicking gets softer, then it stops quickly. 

then it gets fast. then it gets louder. then we see him pass the kinda opaque window next to the office door, [exit, pursued by security guard]

#can we get an f in the chat for my guy david here #catgirl #catboy? #it's a dude dressed as a catgirl #fuck it #tictok idea

[gentlebeardsbarngrill]

03/25/24 Daily OFMD Recap

TLDR; Rhys Darby; Buttons; Cryptid Factor; Cameo; Kudoboard; Articles; Love Notes; Daily Darby/Tonights Taika

== Rhys Darby ==

Rhys is out and about in Aotearoa!

== New Cryptid Factor ==

EP 90 The Slit Slot Issue on Patreon!

== Convention News ==

Basingstoke Comic Con has announced Rhys will be joining the convention at the Hampshire Court Hotel on 10th-12th May 2024! Want tickets? Check out Basingstokecomiccon.com

== Buttons! ==

Speaking of The Cryptid Factor, did you know Buttons is on Cameo? Fancy a chat?

== Cameo ==

Annnnnd Speaking of Cameos, our besties over at Cameo are keeping up the good fight.

== New Event Calendar ==

Sunday March 31st is Trans Day of Visibility! In celebration we're boosting trans/nonbinary creators, activists, cast/crew members, and allies with the hashtag. We only hang out with #CoolPirates !

== Kudoboards Reminder! =

Thank you to @sharpenyersword on Twitter for setting up ALL THE KUDOBOARDS! The rest of the Kudoboard's will close on the 31st. 

Go send the cast and crew some love folks!

David Jenkins

Nathan Foad

Con O'Neill

Ruibo Qian

Leslie F*cking Jones!

Matthew Maher

Vico Ortiz

Samson Kayo

Alex "Ass Tonight" Sherman!

David Fane

Gypsy Taylor

Kristian "Wee John Wondays" Nairn!

Samba "BTS and Baking King" Schutte!

Fellow OFMD Fan Crew!

== Articles ==

Warner Bros. Discovery (NASDAQ:WBD) shareholders have endured a 80% loss from investing in the stock three years ago

== Love Notes ==

Today was a rough one lovelies. I've heard quite a lot of folks mention how hard it was. I know I'm not perfect, and I don't mean to act like I am. I'm flawed, you're flawed, everyone is flawed. It's how we grow and learn from each other that matters. I try to help, and I may not always make the best decisions first, but I am trying to learn for next time. I know you all are too. I hope you give yourself, and other people give you some grace while you learn and grow. You are not one decision you make. You are a hug conglomeration of everything you've learned and you're doing so well. Even on hard days when it feels you're not.

The best thing that helped me get through today was all of you and laughing my ass off with some dear crewmates late into the evening. That meant the world to me. So please, every one of you, go laugh if you can. Find a friend, find a tv show, write yourself a silly joke. Laughing can help you brave the strongest storms.

Sending love crew, I know it's been a tough one. I believe in you, get some rest and hit the ground running tomorrow <3

== Daily Darby / Tonight's Taika ==

Tonight's theme. Blondes! Darby Gif by @warminthewintersblog Taika GIF by @lizzy__Leo on Twitter

#our flag means death #ofmd #rhys darby #taika waititi #save ofmd #daily ofmd recaps #daily ofmd recap #ofmd daily recap #ofmd daily recaps #adopt our crew #long live ofmd #leon kirkbeck #the cryptid factor #cameo

[cc-shiny-eyes-in-each-ep]

all Shiny Eyes from s3 e8

#can we get an f in the chat for my man graggle😔🤙 #camp camp #cc nikki #cc space kid #cc david #cc neil #cc dolph #cc gwen #s3 e8

[chaosbcrne]

team-phantom replied to your video: i love them,,,

Shadow sounds so lively,,

he does !!!!! this is probably what i miss the most from david humphreys portrayal of him. he was able to make him sound playful and spirited without taking away from the more mysterious/intimidating impression he was meant to give off initially. its like just having that quality to his voice added a whole layer to his personality and i miss it so much......................

#team phantom #can we get yet another f in the chat for david's shadow.............

[myveryownfanfiction]

18+ MINORS AND THOSE WITHOUT AGE IN BIO DNI

OTHERWISE YOU WILL BE BLOCKED

Chapter 11

Warnings: vampire feeding, jealousy

David and I woke up just as the sun set. We left the building and took his bike right to the boardwalk. As I held onto him, I couldn’t stop the rush of new feelings and urges that rushed past just as quickly.

“You doing ok back there?” Davids voice was soft as we took a sharp turn.

“Yeah. It’s just…” I loosened my grip on his waist. “It’s a lot.“ he chuckled and nodded, shooting a glance at me over his shoulder. “And there’s this…need underneath it all.“ he nodded again.

“yeah that’s maxs blood finishing up the shift. And mixing with mine. It’s gonna feel like your high for a bit.” David pulled up in front of the video store like he normally did and helped me off. “That other need can be solved easily enough. If you’re ready.“ I nodded, knowing exactly what he was talking about. “Wanna see max?” He teased. I rolled my eyes and took his hand anyway.

“he’s gonna be so pissed.” I giggled. David chuckled as he led the way into the store. I waved at (Y/F/N) before walking over to the managers office. I turned around and waved David off. “He’ll freak if he sees you with me. Best go hang out with (Y/F/N).” David kissed my cheek before turning towards the counter. I knocked on the door and poked my head in. "Hiya Max." I chirped as I walked in.

"(Y/N). You missed your shift today." I draped myself in one of the chairs in front of Max's desk. He didn't seem too pleased to see me. Or maybe it was just the fact he already knew.

"Let's just say I missed a kind of shift. One, by the way, you said I could take off." I smirked as I looked him over. "Why didn't you tell me Max?" He looked up from his paperwork and gave me a once over.

"About what?" I scoffed and stood up.

"Vampires Max. Vampires." I walked up to his desk and leaned on it. "Specifically, your own little gang of Lost Boys." Max raised an eyebrow and I giggled to myself. "So does that make you Peter Pan? Because I could swear you were Captain Hook." Max stood to his full height, but it no longer intimidated me.

"(Y/N), whatever that boy told you about me is wrong. You have to know that. It is his gang and his coven. Nothing more nothing less. I keep out of his way and he keeps out of mine. Do well to remember that next time you want to come in here making accusations." I fist pumped.

"So you are a vamp! Ding ding ding we have a winner!" Max looked me over again and his eyes widened for a second.

"He mixed the blood." It was said too quietly but I heard it clear as day.

"Yep. Yours and his. So wanna try again Max? Are you Peter Pan or are you Captain Hook?" I watched as Max walked out to the floor of the video store and searched for David. "Be careful doing that Maxie! David ain't too happy with you right now!" Max spun around at my comment and marched back into his office.

"And why is that?" He leered.

"That's for me to know and you to find out." I teased, the thoughts in my head making it hard for even me to know if I was telling the truth or not. "Anyway, just stopped by to let you know. Oh and that I quit." I pranced out of the room and waved to my friend. David had left the store and was chatting with the boys as they turned up.

"So?" David asked. I giggled as I flung myself into his arms. "Alright you're fairly drunk at this point." I wasn't drunk but some part of me rationalized that comment was for the passers-by and not me.

"I may have told Max you were mad at him." I leaned against his shoulder. "So come up with a reason to be." David chuckled as he gently and slowly led me further down the boardwalk with the boys. "Oh and I quit." David nodded, knowing even tomorrow I wouldn't question that decision. "So....can we get something to eat?"

"That's the plan babe." David was careful as we walked down the stairs and landed on the beach. He was playing up my inebriated state and leading me further towards the bonfire roaring in the distance. "Tonight is going to be easy since it's your first time. As you learn more about your abilities, it'll be get harder. More like a hunter looking for prey. But I know you won't have a problem with that." We reached the edge of the bonfire and David pulled me into the shadow of the boardwalk. "These assholes are drunk. They also were harassing (Y/F/N) back at the store. So we're going to take this nice and easy. Walk out to the one with his back to us, lean over and just bite his neck. Instinct will take over from there." I nodded and followed David's instructions. It didn't surprise me that it seemed like I already knew what to do. Nor did it surprise me that despite thinking blood had tasted like a copper penny my whole life, it now tasted like the best thing in the entire world. What did surprise me was the mess that it made. After taking out one guy, the others panicked. David and the boys swooped in, containing them and allowing me to feast until I couldn't feast anymore. Then they started. The best description I could think of was a shark frenzy. And I loved it. When it was over, David walked towards me and slung his arm over my shoulder.

"Better than I expected it to be honestly." I laughed as I used my sleeve to wipe off the blood staining my cheeks.

"Feeling better now?" David asked, using his thumb to wipe off a few streaks that I had missed. I nodded and followed him as he started for his bike.

"Much."

#david #david lost boys #david x reader #david fanfic #david fanfiction #david imagine #david lost boys x reader #david lost boys fanfic #david lost boys fanfiction #david lost boys imagine #kiefer sutherland #kiefer sutherland fanfic #kiefer sutherland fanfiction #kiefer sutherland imagine #kiefer sutherland x reader #lost boys #lost boys fanfic #lost boys fanfiction #lost boys imagine #lost boys x reader

[anderwater]

What did you learn about him? Please tell us what you’re comfortable sharing! Thanks :) also I hope you had fun

Hi! Thanks, I had a lot of fun - and now a lot of regrets, can’t believe I forgot to record it all. So, mostly from my (sad but fresh) memory and my written notes :

- London : very big city, very expensive (« fuck me, that’s too much », his words). Got an intensive 6 months acting course instead of two years and now have his diploma! He even mentioned his teacher‘s advices a few times.

- Two weeks ago, he got back to Berlin to get back into the business so he could find some work (« because London is so expensive » - which confirms fan’s assumptions : the boy needs to eat). He had an audition last week for a fairy tale ? He also would like to try theater in the future (Hamlet)

- After the MC praised him for having the balls to work as an actor, Michi agreed that it’s hard, that you get rejected all the time «  you think : am i shit? are /they/ shit ? ». His teacher told him that rejection is also part of life and you just need to stand up again until you die.

- Since he grew up in a family theater, he was always passionated about acting. His aunt always tells that story about how he’d put his backpack under his shirt and pretended to be the hunchback of Notre Dame in front of the mirror - he did stood up and showed us how while laughing, cute.

- A genre he hasn’t tried yet but would like to do next is Comedy. He thinks that we all need to laugh a bit and be happy after the Covid times, (« everything is so f-ing boring » « comedy is one of the hardest genre » « making people laugh is hard »)

- He would have loved to see a season about David, to see what happened before he came to the new school, with his family and why he lived with his sister, how he got there : that it’d be a good depiction of finding yourself and accepting yourself which he thinks the whole show is about. It would have been a good opportunity to see a completely different character.

- Plus : when we were talking about having to dig in your own feelings to act, he also mentioned Lukas’ emotional scene in Druck as an example, that he found it touching, that you could see his real feelings, how he used his experience and he did admire how he put himself out there like this.

- He doesn’t have much contact with the cast anymore since they’re all doing their own things but the connection is still there, « it goes beyond ». Even if they see each other once a year, they still have that thing they did together, « It’s beautiful »

- He gets really attached to his characters when he‘s filming. It was especially hard for him when he was very busy back in the days since he had to keep jumping from one location to another, one character to another. Had to find ways to seperate from those roles so he could go home as « himself ». Though, he has kept one piece of clothing for every character he played to remember them.

- Axel (from Skam France) apparently watched Druck S3 and complimented him about it, he couldn’t answer anything to him so now he’s thinking about watching his Skam France season (pls). He asked what were the best seasons of this remake, how we liked it, and one other fan suggested most of the seasons to him while i was hesitating.

- Random : if he was an Avengers, he’d be Iron Man because rich, handsome, sexy, have a nice robot costume and can shoot anyone.

- Oh and what happened to Benni (Nakte Tiere) will stay a secret.

If they ever post the video of his panel, you may find most of what i wrote. The rest come from small parts of the meetings i had with him. Michi was adorable and very open to share. Good chats.

I litterally only attended this convention for his little person, and was part of the few who were fans of Druck (over other remakes), so it was funny to see other Skam fans appreciate his very honest, very friendly, very chill (non-performing) attitude. I hope it did satisfy your curiosity (I should have recorded it, I’m realizing how much bits i’m losing already).

#anon #michelangelo fortuzzi #the boy with the most honest body langage ever #notes #eil5 #druck