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snapshotofthesloth · 27 days
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terangnirwana · 2 years
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JumP StrEEt @terangnirwana
#notorious #yellow #line #walk #man #terangcnirwana #noonecares #terangnirwana #mysexybik3 #nirwanaclan #terangnirwana #terangcorner #tcnline #tcnjourney #tcncorner #colorit3m #break #outout #streets_vision
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myla-skates · 2 years
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From Skating straight to @jump_street_essex #jumpstreet #readytojump #superactive #mylaskates (at Jump Street) https://www.instagram.com/p/Cfgf9U2jJCo/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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iloveyoujohnnydepp · 8 months
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Johnny Depp as Tom Hanson in 21 Jumpstreet (1987-1990)
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sunwarmed-ash · 10 months
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could you imagine the carnage if I put Johnlock on here???
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papering-the-wall · 5 months
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Happy 18th of DEPPcember! 
(Johnny Depp) (18/31) 
(21 Jump Street) [S1E3]
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mythologyfolklore · 9 months
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Some demon: *is holding Tripitaka hostage* Sūn Wùkōng: *clutching a wound* You got this! Liù'ěr Míhóu: *has traumatic flashbacks* Tripitaka: *elbows the demon into the stomach and bolts* Sūn Wùkōng: Come on! Liù'ěr Míhóu: ... *pulls out a glock* You peaked in highschool, motherfucker! *pulls the trigger* Demon: *keels over, screaming in pain* Liù'ěr Míhóu: Shit! I shot him in the dick! Demon: YOU SHOT ME IN THE DICK!
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21deppstreet · 1 month
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That episode where Doug shot Tom in the ass
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Imagine if Dexter actually had accurate and respectful traits of aspd instead of it being "oh people with aspd are inherently murderers" (not accusing pelo of that, I'm just saying the reason it says he has it on his wiki is cuz some fan told pelo he probably had it because "he was a murderer" and pelo unknowingly went along with it cuz he wasn't informed on aspd which isn't his fault)
Oof
Idk what to really say aside from that, it's very shitty
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hippepinkebaby · 4 months
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Top 10 men who I could go on 4ever with 😍😜🎀
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theloveinc · 2 months
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ummmmmm some things. first of all:☝🏻
held back high school senior x first year teacher!reader...
gojo x education major!reader
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johnnyuwudepp · 1 year
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Tom and Doug !!Doug and Tom!!
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meduseld · 2 years
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The thing about EXU: Calamity is that these characters are so good and this world so compelling and we want to see so much more of them and what they do but... they’re doomed. We know this ends in a TPK in the last minutes of the last episode if they all make there at all. It’s in the name and the premise. And yet......
Dammit this is Rogue One all over again isn’t it?
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iridescentprose · 2 years
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The Good Stuff—Penhall x fem!reader
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summary; you're undercover as Penhall's girlfriend while trying to bust a drug dealer.
warnings; brief descriptions and mentionings of drugs (crack); brief violence but overall fluff.
author's note: i saw no fics for penhall so I thought, why not? please enjoy!
wc; 1,519
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"You're impossible."
The room smelled like a rotting corpse and cigarette smoke. It took all your might to keep yourself from constantly scrunching up your nose and resisting the urge to cough. For the past ten minutes you and Penhall had been arguing on a crusty hotel couch. The couch—covered in burn marks from cigarette butts and cheese cracker crumbs—dipped slightly as Penhall adjusted himself to sit on the edge of it.
He leaned towards you, his jaw loosening as the drug dealer slipped out of his seat to retrieve the package from the back of the room.
"Oh, really? I'm impossible?" He gestured to himself, his eyebrows creased slightly. With each word he spoke his voice rose an octave. You fought the urge not to laugh at his incredulous wide-eyed expression.
Classic Penhall.
"Yes," You said, mimicking his posture as you positioned yourself on the edge of the couch. "What kind of man doesn't pay for their girl's meal? Explain that."
"The type of man who doesn't have the money, sweetheart," Penhall said as if it were obvious. He brushed a hand through his hair, exposing the keyring hanging on his earlobe.
"Well, why didn't you say that before we got to the restaurant?"
"Because you insisted, doll. It's not like it's easy to change your mind," he said before mumbling under his breath, "or make up your mind."
"Well excuse me for not wanting a meal from that greasy burger joint for the third night in a row—"
A crisp, though shrill whistle sliced through air, cutting the argument short. You and Penhall turned to look at the man sitting in the chair across from the both of you.
"Hey!" the drug dealer said, setting down his beer on the coffee table. "Cool it, alright? You and your girl...can work whatever yous got going on later. You want the package or not?"
Penhall slouched against the couch, his arm resting across the back rests. Tenderly his fingers brushed across the fabric of your shoulder as he hummed in thought. You quickly smack his hand away and he scoffs lightly before turning his attention back to the deal. He spared you an eyeroll and held out one of his hands towards the dealer, palm facing upwards. "Yeah, yeah. Let's get down to business."
Grunting in agreement, the dealer slid the package into Penhall's hands. The brown bag crinkled as the undercover cop sat upwards as if he were cradling the weight of the world in his hand. Meanwhile, you dug in your pocket for your gun.
"Is this stuff legit?" Penhall said as he sniffed the bag, taking his time snuffing it out. "You know my girl and I," he paused, settling a free hand on your knee, "if we're gonna party, we party hard with the good stuff, if you know what I mean."
As if on cue, you rolled your eyes and shove Penhall's hand off your knee, making it apparent you weren't in the mood to reconcile with your fake boyfriend. You stand to your feet and walk over to the window, being sure to hide the bulge in your left pocket.
"When she's not having one of her fits, that is," You could hear Penhall mutter before the bag crinkled again.
From the corner of your eye, you watched as Penhall took out the wad out of drugs wrapped in plastic bags, sealed together with duct tape. From a couple feet away you could already tell that the stuff was legit. It was all the evidence you needed. Turning your back to the pair, you peeked out the blinds. Across the way, you saw Hanson's unmarked police car parked on the sidewalk. Judy was in the passenger's seat, saying something in the walkie talkie.
"That legit enough for ya?" The dealer leaned back in his seat and lit a cigarette. "That should be enough to keep your girl happy until kingdom come." He wheezed his way into a laugh before it sputtered into a cough. "I got that on a good deal so are you takin' it or leavin' it, buddy?"
"We'll take it," Penhall said before standing to his feet. He set the bag on the counter, the package thudding against the ashtray that was hosting an unfinished cigarette.
You looked over your shoulder, the both of you meeting each other's gaze. His pursed lips formed a pout and you rolled your eyes.
The signal.
Without hesitation, you reached into your pocket and pulled out your gun, aiming it at the dealer who rose both hands above his head.
"Whoa, whoa! What's goin' here!"
"This was too easy," Penhall said to you, before retrieving his gun from his back pocket. "We might have time to make it to the Burger Shack after all, hun. They close in thirty."
"Would you just check the back?" You said, keeping the gun aimed at the man's chest. "And I'm more of a pizza person, sorry not sorry."
"Hey, pizza works. I'm a man of compromise," Penhall said, as he quickly searched the dealer who sat there in astonishment. "Aren't I, Fritz?" Lightly he clapped his palm against the dealer's cheek before rushing to the back to recover the rest of the narcotics.
Rolling your eyes, you eased closer to Fritz Baker—the city's most notorious drug dealer who happened to be under the radar and living in a dusty hotel. You and Penhall had been undercover for weeks—posing as an argumentative couple in hopes of catching Fritz and his lifetime supply of crack.
"Hands behind your back," You said, sternly. "Now."
In a matter of seconds you had Fritz handcuffed, standing by the door. Soon after, Penhall came stumbling out, packs of narcotics tucked under his arms. He tossed them onto the coffee table, the contents spilling over and onto the stained carpet.
"Hey, watch the merchandise," Fritz said, shooting glares at you both.
Ignoring Fritz entirely, he rubbed his chin before crossing the floor and going over to the window. He peeled back the blinds and waved at Tom and Judy before turning to look at you.
"Need help?"
"No, I've got him," You said, tugging on the handcuffs as you pried open the door. You shoved the dealer into the hall, ignoring the incessant mumbling under his breath.
"Good," he said, falling into step with you. He kept a heavy hand on Fritz's shoulder for good measure, in case the guy was feeling bold enough to run. "The sooner this place is cleaned out, the quicker we can get to that pizza place, huh?"
"In your dreams, Penhall."
But an hour later you and Penhall sat on the floor of your small apartment, sharing a large box pepperoni pizza in celebration of your first successful stakeout. Tom, Judy, and Ioki had left early, leaving only you and Penhall to finish the last two slices in the box.
"You know, you played your part a little too well," he said as he wiped his mouth with a napkin. He sat up from the floor, propping up his knees, his arms resting across his kneecaps.
"Well, if some guy asked me to dinner and made me pay for it all...I wouldn't like that. I don't think any girl would," you said with a shrug. "Not without a warning, at least."
"Well, I wouldn't do that," he said too quickly. He chuckled softly, almost as if he were trying to soften the blow. "I'd take you to the most expensive burger joint in the city and let you order everything off the menu. My treat."
You laughed softly before taking a swig of your soda. You shook your head in disbelief.
"I'm dead serious, [your first name]. Any pizza place you want. You name it, I'm buying. Try me, sweetheart."
"Yeah, okay," You said with a slow nod, ignoring the heat that rose to your cheeks. "Maybe one day I'll give you a ran for your money and we'll see where things go from there." You sighed deeply, a smile tugging its way onto your lips. "I guess I do owe you for believing in me."
And although a small part of you would regret telling him that, you were hopeful for the future. Sitting behind the desk for past two years had put a damper in your mood. Until tonight you shot down Penhall's relentless attempts to ask you out. Before tonight, you had been all about your job. No friends and certainly no crushes. But after your first completed mission, your first successful stakeout...things were starting to look up for you.
"Really? You're serious?" The male beamed and swiped up his soda can before holding it in the air, proposing a celebratory toast. You couldn't help but giggle as you rose your soda can and clinked it lightly with his.
"I'll hold you to that, [your name]," he said before taking a swig from the remainder of his drink. Effortlessly, he crushed the can with one fist and set it aside, watching as you did the same. "I'll hold you to it."
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seriesdepelicula · 1 year
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Continuando con la colección de series vintage, hoy es el turno de 21 JUMP STREET (1987) pero conocida como COMANDO ESPECIAL en Latinoamérica y como INFILTRADOS EN CLASE en España.Fue una serie de acción policial producida entre los años 1987 y 1991 para un total de 5 temporadas y 102 capítulos.
La serie creada por el prolífico Stephen J.Cannell, narra las aventuras de un escuadrón especial de la policía integrado por oficiales especializados en investigaciones relacionadas con jóvenes.Todos ellos habían sido seleccionados por su habilidad para hacerse pasar por estudiantes, llevar a cabo misiones encubiertas e infiltrarse donde no podían los policías regulares.
Uno de los miembros de este Comando Especial era JOHNNY DEPP (oficial Tom Hanson) quien tenía solo 24 años cuando entró al show, su personaje le dio reconocimiento internacional y un despegue definitivo a su meteórica carrera.Otros de los miembros del escuadrón era RICHARD GRIECO (oficial Dennis Booker), quien solo estuvo en la serie en la temporada 1987/1988, debido a que su personaje emigro a otro show, que llevaba su nombre. BOOKER (serie de una sola temporada, 1989), en donde interpretaba a un detective inconformista, en un show de escaso nivel.
Completaban el elenco la actriz HOLLY ROBINSON PEETE, quien también es cantante y escritora de literatura infantil, como la oficial Judy Hoffs, PETER DE LUISE, quien ponia la nota de humor, como el oficial Doug Penhall, DUSTIN NGUYEN como el oficial Harry Truman Loki; todos ellos a las ordenes del Capitán Adam Fuller, interpretado por STEVEN WILLIAMS.
Serie de discreta perfomance, pero que al fin y al cabo duro 5 años.Mi puntaje es 5.5/10.
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errrrkkk · 1 year
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