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javelinbk · 7 months
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John Lennon demonstrates his excellent awareness of the camera in A Hard Day’s Night (1964)
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gomzdrawfr · 9 months
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hi hello sorry for blowing up your inbox lately (you have such a good artstyle i love it so much) but a few months ago my partner and i played a game of gartic phone. this was my favorite result of that:
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i think it would be really funny if you drew it in your style cause both my partner are crap at drawing (only if you want to though)
Hiii Tabster, good to see you again <3
((I had to take a breather after laughing at this for a very long time)) but I hope I did your friend's doodle's justice!! (should invite me sometimes, sounds fun ;3)
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FOR THE QUEEN
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beatlepaul4ever · 11 months
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Just look at these two babies, over in Hamburg causing havoc; and they only look about 12.
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saiyansweetheart45 · 1 year
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satoshy12 · 4 months
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Omni Man vs Johnny
Omin-Man:" What will you have after your Wife will Divorce you? Tell me Nothing matters!" Johnny:" Only half if it, I will have only half it."
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catkatchuck · 5 months
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COD FIC WRITERS I BEG YOUR ATTENTION
Just imagine... dragon shifter!ghost who just loses he's rider aka Johnny (I know salt to the wounds angst as fuck) meets y/n aka reader, a new rider or one who just lost her dragon.
They assigned for each other bc they "issue" could be fixed for a mission or there's some status or idk the word in english, but let's say that they could be a good match.
So yeah, they need to learn trusting each other and bond as rider x dragon
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simnopke · 1 year
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A Strangetown couple imagined by Midjourney. I really tried to be precise 🙈
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tumbleweedtech · 23 days
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WIP Game: Family don't end with blood 👀❤
oh dear. The one, the one of these that's dearest to my heart. Okay. Well, we're given so little about Soap. He has a cousin. That's it. So that cousin is now mine, I named him Robbie, he's adorable.
Well, mine, in that I coparent this entire mess of a soldier with @piranhaincaps who is absolutely responsible for at least half of all the headcanons surrounding him. And of course, in order to write Soap's cousin we had to roll it allll the way back to pre-enlistment Soap. So we looked at dates, ages, likely ages of peers and acknowledging that the 141 are likely more exceptional/promoted a bit earlier/faster than most. So we're in 2007? But I suspect most people would click for Johnny, not so much my OC, so. Little bit of baby Soap below the cut:
Note: Johnny is a foster kid who stumbled into finding a family who cares for him. This snip is the very beginning of that trust. Johnny's safe, but there's big feelings involved so he's gonna cry a little about it.
Unfortunately, while the piles of tinned meals was useful for a fast meal it meant that the garbage was piled quite high. Robbie had neglected to tell him the pickup day and Johnny had been awoken by the rumbling crash of the truck driving away. Well, fuck. Johnny stood on the pavement watching the truck slowly trundle down the road. “They come earlier every week.” A short woman with long, severely braided brown hair came to stand beside him, hands on her hips. He couldn’t help startling at her sudden appearance, looking down at her carefully assessing eyes. They were a deep blue, brow furrowed as she turned her attention from the departing truck to him. “Ye’ll be Robbie’s kin, then?” Johnny just nodded, swallowing heavily. She nodded, and waved at her bins. “Bring those up. I’ll put the kettle on.” She was tactile, and it burned every time she put a gentle hand on his, or patted his shoulder and she puttered around the small kitchen. He found himself with a cup of tea, the tin of ginger cookies left uncovered for his perusal as she chattered about her trip. It was hard to follow the names of people he’d never met, but she didn’t seem bothered. She slid a plate in front of him, “Have a piece, lad. Then tell me how you actually met my Bobby.” She didn’t ask for details he didn’t provide, she simply slid a few more cookies onto his empty plate. It was easier to talk when you weren’t watched, and she seemed to know that. He told her about sneaking onto the base, about getting caught. He told her about Robbie moving the car even though he had the keys. She laughed for a solid minute at that, patting him on the shoulder. It was, looking back, rather funny. “He wouldnae left ye, ye ken?” The impulse was there to agree, the placating nod and smile that settles adults into believing you were polite and good and malleable. Robbie picked him up now two weeks ago, and left him in his flat with more cash than Johnny had ever seen at once in his flat. Thankfully she didn’t seem to need an answer, just gave him a gentle tug on the shoulder. Johnny melted into her hug, wrapping his arms around her waist and hiding his face in the enormous sweater she wore. Her nails were gentle in how they scratched through his long hair as she wrapped her arms around his head, cradling him gently. It was dark and soft and warm, and he fought back the tears by wrapping his fingers in the soft, open pattern of the sweater. It worked, until she laid her cheek on the top of his head, quietly shushing him. He hadn’t told her about his grandfather. He hadn’t told her about the shuffle of houses, of his belongings in bags. He hadn’t said anything about waking up alone in the damp morning dew. How beautiful and horribly lonely it was, alone in the mist until the sun burned away the false isolation only to remind him that loneliness was real. It didn’t seem to matter, to her. She tangled her fingers through his hair, and let him cry himself hoarse.
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hanniballover67 · 2 months
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Johnny was desperate for some scrap of Fatherly affection which is why every poker night Sid threw at the house Johnny would be found walking around topless, muscles glinting with sweat and tiny red gym shorts slung low on his tummy to show off his barely there hair as he offered the powerful businessmen “something” with a forced cheeky smile.
Sid told him he’d buy him a 67 Mustang if he was friendly to his associates and threw the brand new gym shorts - a size too small - on his bed six months earlier. His mom always found a reason to be out the house on poker nights. Johnny wished she’d stayed.
One poker night he was fucked by every guy in attendance except for Sid.
Johnny knew that’s why Sid still bailed him out, thirty years later. The look of disgust was writ large across his ugly beaten up face. Johnny did what he wanted and he still couldn’t find a shred of kindness for him.
Johnny was personally responsible for a great many successful business deals that made Sid richer whilst breaking his soul even harder.
Johnny didn’t even give it a second thought as he pocketed the brass ornament that would pay the rent on Cobra Kai for the next year.
Fuck Sid
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emzchaos · 11 months
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Oasis Springs- Lavista Inn
Marlie: You have said nothing the entire ride home Johnny: I was thinking, all the reasons this is wrong Marlie: What about the all the reasons to, Johnny do you not like me?
Johnny: No, it’s just that never mind.. It’s stupid Marlie: *Looks around* It’s just us the others are not around, tell me Johnny: What if we.. you know and uhh it’s really, really bad Marlie: So you are worried that it will be with me?
Johnny: My ex said it was the worst she’d ever had. I’m afraid Marlie: *Takes his hands* I’m not your ex, I don’t know if you are bad or good Johnny: *Pulls her in* I have my answer now Marlie: What would that be? Johnny: Let’s go to the room and I’ll show you
Marlie: Don’t think about your ex. It’s just you and me tonight Johnny: We can’t undo this Marlie: Johnny I like you, I want this really.
Johnny: You won’t regret this right? Marlie: Not at all
✨ 𝔅𝔢𝔤𝔦𝔫𝔫𝔦𝔫𝔤 | 𝔓𝔯𝔢𝔳𝔦𝔬𝔲𝔰 | 𝔑𝔢𝔵𝔱 ✨
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oldtvlover · 1 year
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Hey E! Gang,
so last one for today which was a tough decision to make - from me. *sighs*
But I made it. Johnny caught in this gas explosion and his recovering at Rampart, though I’d love to have seen the rescue here. Aw man! Now he’s bored and not happy with the outcome. Poor Johnny!
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javelinbk · 1 year
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May Pang, interviewed for the Beatles Films Podcast, April 2023
May talks about driving John and riding on a bus
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Int: So, you were the designated driver most of the time, then were you?
May: Oh... you know, it was great - when we were back in the States, when we were back in New York and you know, we had the car, we had this car, and we'd go out to visit, John was so thrilled at the fact that I would be the one driving, that it was just the two of us, there wasn't... he didn't go for the limos and all that. I mean, he understood it like if we're going to an opening, that's different, but you know on the daily basis he'd rather not deal with that, you know. And of course I took him on a New York City bus ride one Saturday morning and he was so shocked and all these people are sitting on the bus... getting on the bus and they see him and they're going... and you could hear the whispering, they're going "Is that John Lennon?", "No, it can't be!", "Yes, no I'm telling you, I think it is!". And then John's sitting there going like this with his finger holding onto his face and he's going "Tsk... it's the nose - it's giving it away, it's the nose." And then somebody finally yelled out and said "Hey, John! How you doing?" and he goes "Fine!" and he turned to me, "It's time to get off the bus."
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winged-bat · 2 years
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whenever johnny wants to cuddle and its hot peter kicks him out of bed/the couch cuz he’s already sweating buckets
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ff7-has-taken-me-over · 9 months
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Laura attending the 84 tournament and witnessing everything that happens, she’s proud of her boy for trying his best but she doesn’t quiet approved of him going after his opponents leg like that.
When she makes it to the parking lot and sees Johnny and his teacher arguing she speeds up, intent to butt in and tell the man off for what he’s been teaching her kid.
Then he’s grabbing Johnny in a chokehold and she sees red. She’s running up to them and getting the man over the head with her hand bag, suddenly seeing all those times men had done something similar to her and she won’t stand for her baby experiencing it as well.
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saiyansweetheart45 · 1 year
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Here's a little preview of the first chapter of a new story that will be posted next Friday, titled When the Stars Go Dim. I hope you all enjoy.
Johnny could feel his heart beating wildly as he and the rest of his theater family stepped toward the curtain as it rose and revealed then to the roaring applause of the crowd.
The young mountain gorilla grinned as he and the others took their bows before he gestured to the great Clay Calloway who had joined them.
It may be the only night of their performance in the show, but Johnny couldn't help but feel proud. They had done what they set out to do in Redshore City and could now return to Calatonia with no regrets.
Nothing could ruin this night.
At least not until that conniving Jimmy Crystal somehow managed to worm his way onstage and try to take credit for the show, going so far as to claim a close friendship with Calloway.
As the narcissistic wolf continued to stroke his own ego, Mr. Moon looked to each of the other animals. A sly smile that Johnny had never seen before appeared on the koala showman's face as he nodded to the curtain.
Everyone glanced to one another. Suddenly, Calloway winked at Mr. Moon and it all clicked.
Fighting back snickers, the nine animals quickly and quietly made their getaway, leaving behind only a blustering Arctic wolf. And moments later, they heard the entire theater erupt into laughter they all knew came at Crystal's expense.
"Mate, that was awesome!" Nooshy beamed as she appeared beside Johnny. "You were amazin' out there! 'Specially when you taught that tippy-toed tosser a lesson!"
"Thanks to you," Johnny shrugged, rubbing the back of his head. "Once he knocked me down like that, I thought that was it for me. Then I heard you start up and...I dunno...it just sorta sparked somethin'."
"You were incredible, Johnny," came a new voice.
Johnny and Nooshy turned to see Ryan making his way over.
Nooshy snickered and Johnny shushed her. Ryan was still in his underwear, but Johnny couldn't find any amusement.
Despite the euphoria of a successful show, Despite the knowledge that even his dad and uncles had turned up to protect him and the others, getting to watch him perform in the process, something within Johnny felt entirely wrong.
"Oi, Johnny," Nooshy's smile disappeared and was replaced by a look of concern. "What's the matter?"
Johnny held a hand to the back of his head, though that did nothing to quell the feeling within his head.
"I dunno...but I think somethin's off..."
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Hope that little bit at least gets you lot excited for what comes next. Feel free to drop a comment here or a review on fanfiction.net
Thanks in advance!
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amadeusevenstar · 6 months
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one of my hcs is while bobby is like. technically the most book smart of the cobras he always gets horrible grades bc he insists on studying with/helping johnny and it Never works out bc they always end up doing stupid shit together instead of working. hes got A's in any class hes in by himself and F's in any class he shares with his boy
😭 yeah
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