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stiwfssr · 16 days
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valenli · 2 months
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A Flat Coated Retriever anyone? He's literally the cutest..
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marsdontbesade · 4 months
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Headcanon: Holiday Gifts for Keanu's characters.
𝐻𝐸𝐴𝐷𝐶𝐴𝑁𝑂𝑁 ス ˚ ₊ ‧꒰ ꒱ ‧ ₊˚
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ℎ𝑜𝑙𝑖𝑑𝑎𝑦 𝑔𝑖𝑓𝑡𝑠 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑘𝑒𝑎𝑛𝑢 𝑟𝑒𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑠 𝑐ℎ𝑎𝑟𝑎𝑐𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑠:
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𝑡𝑒𝑑 𝑙𝑜𝑔𝑎𝑛
the *stoner accent* murst happy cheery boy on xmas!
he loves, LOVES gifts
christmas is one of his most favourite holidays, or in fact, IS his favourite holiday; halloween just being a close second
not just cause of the food
or the snow
the bodacious music or jolly vibes
or the free school holidays so he won't need to do stupid bogus history homework
but because of the presents!
ted would absolutely love if you gifted him something for christmas
it doesn't have to be elaborate or big, but something that a neurodivergent (/j) rock-enthusiast weird kid like him would like
custom guitar picks, comic books, a bucket of tutti-fruity bubblegum & cheese puffs, cute little stickers, fruit-flavoured candy (not too much though as they hurt his teefies), a nintendo gameboy, drawing books....
he'd also like makeup, like black eyeliner & eyeshadow and a couple of nail polish so him and bill can use for their wyld stallyns performances
gift him some eddie van halen posters, cds, keyrings, trinkets, or any of that paranphelia and he'll worship you for life
oh yeah, he don't play around with his eddie van halen
less you forget that
he'll also love tapes and cds and merch of other rock bands he adores
RUBIX CUBE! he'll love a mean rubix cube as his personal fidget toy 🥺
ted's very easy to please, just don't buy him an air supply or beatles vinyl album
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𝑗𝑜ℎ𝑛 𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑛𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑒
antithesis of ted
this man is the grunge adaptation of scrooge, but with less hate and more indifference
doesn't really care about xmas
mostly thinks it's for kids
giving gifts to this guy will be a little bit hard because this man is such a depressed little nihilist sometimes
he'll scoff and bluff, but deep down his emotions speaks otherwise
he never really states what he like or anything personal about him - he's a very private man with only one thing on his mind (lyke idk saving the world from satan and the apocalypse ???)
but what you do know about him is that this man is a chronic smoker
john would definitely fw a silver plated lighter
like the vivienne westwood ones
or a custom black one with his initials on it
he also drinks a lot of whiskey
jack daniel's? jim beam bourbon? jameson?
pair that up with a leather hip flask and he's good to go
silver jewellery type of guy? mhm!
he'd love a cross chain necklace
like deep-silver cross/crucifix pendant ones
would look so fucking cool on him
silver accessories always look so hot on daddy constantine
other than that, nothing much
he's not invested in xmas but he doesn't hate it
his mind will be more occupied on demon hunting and existential brainrots than that
yet he still has a soft spot (secretly) so xmas with him won't be so bleeping bad
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𝑗𝑜ℎ𝑛 𝑤𝑖𝑐𝑘
pretty normal about xmas
celebrating with him would be so freaking wholesome though
you're so used to seeing john as his stoic dilf self that him being all lovely with you during this jolly season would be a fever dream
giving him gifts would be, again, pretty normal
he's a simple guy, and already rich enough to buy himself whatever, after all, so your xmas shopping spend will be looking pretty alright
john is a traditional manly man so his gifts would be of that orient
he's also a bit old so keep that in mind...
brown leather-strapped watch, woody oak cologne, men's grooming set, a brand new dog that won't randomly disappear after a few months
john is a bookworm, he'd love some good ol' classic fiction novels and philosophical/critical/mindfuck books to open up and out his mind
he's a handy man so a brand-new toolbox would be nice
he's also a lover of whiskey and wine, so again, some jack daniel's or bourbon and malboc or pinot noir
this would be the funniest shit ever but please gift this man a pencil as a joke
i swear he'll be so oblivious at first but when he clocks, this mf will death stare you like hell whilst you try so hard to not burst into laughter
but on a wholesome note, a ring will put a smile right back onto that man's face
like cute couple rings you and him can wear, like he'll smile so hard
a heart locket necklace with a picture of you and him inside
oh he'll absolutely die inside
john's such a sucker for classic romance, you don't understand
he'll love vinyl records of 70s and 80s vintage classics, taking him back to his younger days
john will cherish these well... 💌
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𝑗𝑜ℎ𝑛𝑛𝑦 𝑠𝑖𝑙𝑣𝑒𝑟ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑑
the very antithesis of ted
this man is scrooge
does not not care about xmas and probably never will
"mindless fucking consumerism"
he definitely thinks that shit is for kids
gifts for this guy will be as hard as an harvard acceptance letter
90% of the time this man is never really happy
he's either miserable or annoying or insulting or all at the same time
he would, however, accept it, if it's from you
but johnny never tells personal information
he's a very egotistical individual so the most personal you'll get from him is the edge of how big his c*ck is (*facepalms.png*)
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𝑟𝑢𝑝𝑒𝑟𝑡 𝑚𝑎𝑟𝑠ℎ𝑒𝑡𝑡𝑎
another happy cheery boy on xmas
and another favourite himbo of mine 💘
he obviously loves xmas
it's the only time he won't have to be digging under trash heaps for diamonds
he's a very weird and random kid so you know he'll like anything
finding a xmas present for him would be easy cause as long as the shit's entertaining, he's pretty much on board
and it's the 80s, so what really can a broke teenage runaway enjoy back then?
but anyways, that's whatever
rupert would definitely like these as gifts: comic books, candy, shakespeare novels, an eight ball, rubix cube, wristbands, money, a crown (???)-
SLIME! give the boy some green slime to play with! (helps with his stims)
*murmuring* why can i imagine him in a skir- yeah give this boy a skirt
and a skateboard
gnarly combination
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𝑠ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑒 𝑓𝑎𝑙𝑐𝑜/𝑗𝑢𝑙𝑖𝑎𝑛 𝑚𝑒𝑟𝑐𝑒𝑟
basic as fuck
these dudes are like the hallmarks of xmas
both are different genres of white men in hallmark-esque movies
standard white guy, 30-something year old millennial who's into sports and having a beer with the boys vs twink stock image standard white man who's a doctor and every old karen white woman's dream come true
one, however, is more generic and conventionally attractive hallmark white male than the other (julian)
shane's a manly man so he'd probably like some fishing equipment or men's grooming kit or some kind of sports team merch
he'd also like those beer keg stands or mini fridges where he can put his infinite supply of heineken or guiness inside
a handy man also so a nice new toolbox too
julian...... yeah julian i don't actually know about
he's probably just bisexual or something, idk-
that's about it.
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imajinxnation · 7 months
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//Keanu Reeves Masterlist//
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Keanuverse
- Can't Hear You! (Constantine, Wick, Silverhand, Ted, Neo)
- Worm?? (Constantine, Ted, Wick)
- The Wisdom; Gone (Wick, Constantine, Ted, Silverhand, Neo)
- Killer And The Wife-Beater (D.A. Griffin & Donnie Barksdale)
John Constantine
- That's Bull (Oneshot)
- Soft For You (Oneshot)
- Smokey (Oneshot)
- Infertile (Headcannon)
John Wick
- Struggle of Height (Headcannon)
- J&J // Jardani & Jealousy (Oneshot)
- Icecream Cone (Oneshot)
- Who Knew?? (Oneshot)
Johnny Silverhand
Ted Theodore Logan
- Babe In The Records (Oneshot)
Neo (Thomas Anderson)
- Too Far.. (Oneshot)
- Second The Best (Oneshot)
Rupert Marshetta
- Junkyard Friends (Oneshot)
Jonathan Harker
Don John
Johnny Mnemonic
- Love & Jealousy 1 // 2 // 3 (Headcannon)
- Nighttime Love (Oneshot)
Conor O'Neill
Donnie Barksdale
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I watched The Prince of Pennsylvania recently and decided to make a few Rupert Marshetta gifs
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97keanu · 10 months
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Rupert Marshetta x New Girl!Reader
Premise: You and Rupert have been getting closer these past few weeks. A short drabble about a drunken, junkyard first kiss.
You've been hanging out with Rupert in the junk yard for the last few weeks. He came to school a while ago, for once, and on that day you just so happened to be the new girl. He took a liking to you immediately and soon enough you two were skipping school to go rummage around for any cool junk you could find.
Right now, your hanging inside a car window halfway, reaching for an old snow globe you think Rupert would like. You manage to get it in your finger tips then carefully pull it out.
"Hey, Rupert, come check out what I found!" You call out in the mid afternoon chilly air. Soon enough Rupert comes bouncing in, walking from top of car to top of car. He drops down next to you, curious to what you have...
"Hey, that's pretty neat, let me see that?" Rupert leans in, his long side of his hair covering his face. He is so close to you now it makes you feel some sort of way. You've been feeling it the last few days ever since you two were drunk the other night. Things between you two seemed to be heating up, but in the morning the two of you were too scared to talk about it.
"Yeah, I thought you might like it..." You push a loose strand of hair back and look up at him. He's so tall, and that's something you've liked since day one.
"I think its pretty neat, I'll keep it safe..." He puts it carefully in his pocket, then takes something out from his other pocket.
"I found something for you, too..." Rupert says softly, watching your reaction closely. It's an old ring, probably not real, but some sort of lower grade metal. It's pretty and seems like it has a fake shining diamond. Rupert has a small blush on his cheeks but you can't tell if its because he's gifting you a ring or the cold air.
"This is really pretty..." you admit, trying it on. It's the perfect size for you, and Rupert takes your hand in his to look at it on you. His hands are so much bigger than yours, and a bit dirty with dirt and grim under his nails. Your hands aren't clean exactly either though, so you don't mind.
"I'm glad you like it, it looks nice on you..." When you look up, he's already looking down at you, you two are so close. Rupert looks away when he's caught gazing at you, and you can't tell what that means for you two. A small flutter in your heart makes you wonder if he and you have grown closer than friends recently.
You two don't say anything for a few moments, before Rupert clears his throat and takes your hand in his. It's warm in the outside air...
"Wanna go to the hangout spot and share a bottle of this?" He holds up a bottle of vodka from his pack, and you nod.
The two of you hold hands as he takes you to the spot where he likes to hang out at night in the junk yard. It is an enclave of cars, stacked up and rusty. It keeps the wind down and is perfect for starting a small campfire. Rupert is really good at getting a fire started, so when you two arrive he let's go of your hand gently and starts getting it ready. Your hand feels like it is missing his warmth as soon as his hand leaves yours. You blush at the thought.
After a while he finishes the fire, and sits down at an old, junky nearby couch. It is red and has lose springs here and there, but you guys have thrown blankets and towels over it to make it comfortable. You sit next to him, and try not to look at his soft face too much. He takes a big swig of the bottle and hands it to you. You try not to think about his soft lips touching the bottle and how yours are on it now taking a gulp.
You two pass the bottle back and forth as the winter sun begins to set early, casting orange glow on both your faces. Rupert is getting a bit more tipsy, as are you. You lean in closer, putting your shoulders together to touch slightly, and he doesn't move away. In fact, after a few moments he lightly, tentatively, puts his strong arm around you. You can't tell if your face is hot from him or the alcohol...
You look up at him, trying to be sly and spy on his reaction, but he's already looking down at you. This time he doesn't try to hide it. Maybe the vodka is making you both more bold. You don't know if this is going to end up like last time, and you don't care. All you know is Rupert and you have been hanging out so much lately, and he's the first person to really accept you in this new town. Besides all that, his face looks soft in the orange sky light, and his cute puppy eyes are looking at you in a way no boy ever did at your old school.
Rupert doesn't say anything as he slowly, so slowly, begins to lean down towards you. His eyes dart from yours and down to your lips and back up again. Your breath catches as he gets so close your lips touch. He smells like shared cherry vodka and sweat. You do too.
His lips part and lightly graze yours, as if unsure, as if asking. You reply, yours closing any unsureness, getting rid of doubt. This is going better than last time when he got tipsy and told you he thought you were pretty. The two of you move your lips together, deepening the kiss. You know your cheeks aren't warm from the liquor or the fire. You feel safe, and without care.
You don't know how long it goes on, but you kiss until eventually he pulls away, despite seemingly not wanting to. He looks deep in yours eyes with a softness and want that no one had before...
"I've been wanting to kiss you for a long time..." He admits, his voice low and husky. He looks at you, hoping you feel the same, his eyes searching yours.
You answer with another kiss, your hands wrapping around his neck, and getting lost in his hair. He accepts with delight, finding himself on top of you on the couch. You two kiss and share drinks until the sun comes up. And in the morning he's not shy to give you more. To wrap his hands around your waist and kiss your neck. You're young, you're getting into trouble, but at least you have each other...
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taintandviolent · 8 months
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Hi, how are you? Except Ted Logan, what are your favorite 80's Keanu's characters?
I'm doing alright!! hope you are as well!
oh gosh, I've got a big ol' crush on Rupert Marshetta from Prince of Pennsylvania!!!! he's probably one of my favourites from the 80's! also Winston Connelly from The Night Before, but that's a given, he's so sweet. also Matt from River's Edge. woof.
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stiwfssr · 15 days
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keanuquotes · 2 years
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Rupert Marshetta
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marsdontbesade · 7 months
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⋆♱✮♱⋆ 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍 ⋆♱✮♱
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𝒌𝒆𝒂𝒏𝒖 𝒓𝒆𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒔' 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝒂𝒔 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒔:
johnny utah, neo, jack traven & john wick: 'tragic hero' lovers - they would fight for your love undoubtedly, "sacrificing" themselves for the sake of the relationship
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david allen griffin: 'yandere' lover - beguiling, male siren; psychotically obsessed, will literally kill anyone who gets in their way in favour of your love. probably stalk or kidnap you if he had to. he doesn't take no for an answer, he WILL get you and you WILL comply to him and his warped fantasies
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ted logan: 'high school sweetheart' lover - innocent, goofy, dorky, neurodivergent boyfriend that cherishes you cutely as the "bodacious babe" you are, gradually growing up with you and marrying later on, solidifying the 'excellence'. childhood sweethearts....
you'll also have a daughter called Billie (i know, just don't ask.)
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kevin lomax, donnie barksdale & johnny silverhand: 'toxic' lovers - first two are both dangerous men who will jeopardise the relationship selfishly for themselves. one is a greedy lawyer who sold his soul and one is a hillbilly redneck who's a serial wife-beater & racist. one, however, is just a sleazy foul-mouthed terrorist who holds strong radical, anti-mainstream beliefs. he's not dangerous like the other two but he is not a nice guy
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julian mercer: 'the ideal type' lover - this guy is an all-in-one, a dream come true, sent from heaven, everything you'd wish in a man is him. he is perfect. husband material core, the dream man ™
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alex wyler: 'soulmate' lover - predestined love wandering aimlessly in an alternate world. your souls are meant for each other but you just don't know yet or you don't exist in the same timeline
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john constantine: 'secret' lover - he has a deep crush on you but doesn't tell you, for some reason. probably because of his ego to just maintain that cool guy aura, or he's just a shy guy
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scott favour: 'friends with benefits/affair' lover - a short bittersweet romance that was full of deep sensuality & soulful friendship but he'd eventually break it off to go back to his wealthy life. don't be too disheartened, he still misses you
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matt & rupert marshetta: 'typical teenage' lover - you guys were best friends but decided to turn that spark into romance. you're both teenagers and most likely aware of the notoriously short expiry dates of young adolescent love but it's nice to live in the moment
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imajinxnation · 14 days
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Hi, how are you? I have a request for Rupert Marshetta from The Prince of Pennsylvania. It set before the beginning of the movie, before Rupert left High School. So, female reader has a bad day a school and while walking to home she meets Rupert. At the beginning, she feels uneasy because, by the other kids, Rupert is considered a weirdo. But he success to cheer her on and she changes her mind, what do you think?
Junkyard Friends
Rupert Marshetta x FEM!Reader
SUMMARY // First days always suck.. especially at a new school where you know nobody..
TW // Fluff, Angst, Cussing..
GIF FROM @keanujpg
Fair warning, I dropped out of school right before grade 10 started, and that was years ago now, so I'm sorry if my knowledge of highschool is limited, as I never went to highschool
Rupert only has long hair in this cause this is before the movie
@gea-chan96
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You were about ready to snap. This day had been the worst day of your life and you were about ready to blow up in frustration. Not only had today been your first day of 12th grade, but it was your first day at a totally different school full of strangers.
You had gone through several mishaps through the day, including getting lost while walking to class, getting hit in the face with a ball in P.E, spilling water all over your brand new dress, and to top it all off, you got in a collision with one of the dumbass jocks who was riding his skateboard down the halls! And now.. now you were lost in a junkyard walking home..
As you walk through the junkyard, you step on something squishy and gross. You look down and find you've stepped on an old used condom, the clear, squishy latex slightly sticking to your shoe. You groan, all the events of the day catching up with you. You angrily pull your shoe off and try to shake the condom off, standing on one foot as to not step in the dirt and ruin your socks. Eventually the condom peels off your sneaker and plops onto the ground. You let out a high pitched yell in frustration and throw your shoe out of pure rage and impulse.
"FUCK THIS DAY!" You scream out and chuck your shoe far, far away.
The shoe hits something hard before landing on the ground.
"OW! What the hell!?" You hear a deep voice say from a distance, "Who's throwing shoes out here!?"
A head with a long dark brown mop of hair pops up from behind a rusty old buggy, a hand rubbing his head where the shoe must have hit. The figure turns around and sees you standing there, a socked foot held up to avoid getting your white ankle socks dirty and a shocked look on your face, not expecting anyone else to be here.
"Fuck.. this day just keeps on getting better.." you mutter bitterly, "Hey, uh.. you mind tossing me my shoe back!?" You yell across the junkyard to the stranger.
He bends down and picks up your shoe, hopping on top of the rusty car's hood to make his way over to you. You panicked for a second, but noticed he didn't look too bothered by the fact that you had just accidentally assaulted him with your shoe.
You recognized the stranger, having seen him at school in the hallways, people always whispering about him as he walked by. If you can recall correctly.. his name was Rupert, and he was a total weirdo with no friends.. or so you heard. He had shaggy long hair and is wearing a shirt with a funky design on it, a yellow turtleneck underneath it, jeans, and boots, carrying my shoe in his hand and his backpack over his shoulder. And he was tall.. fuck, he was really tall, and you hoped he wasn't upset, because there was no way you'd be able to save yourself if he was.
You don't bother to try and hop to meet him midway, knowing you'd probably trip if you did, so you just stand there on one foot, waiting until he gets close enough to grab your shoe from his gloved hands, and then maybe run away if he got hostile.
"Hey.. you're the new girl at school, right? I'm Rupert. Rupert Marshetta!" He grins as he stops in front of you, handing you your shoe.
"Yeah, uh.. I know who you are, everyone talks about you.." you say awkwardly, taking back your shoe and slipping it on tightly to make sure it doesn't fall off.
"Ah, so you must've made friends with some of the cool kids, right? Though.. you don't look like someone that would hang out with douchey jocks and bitchy cheerleaders.." he says thoughtfully.
"I'm not.. People just talk in the hallways, and I just happen to overhear.." you say, stepping away from him to put some space between you two.
"Hmm.. I see. So.. why did you throw your shoe at me? I mean, obviously I heard you yelling, but that still doesn't explain what I did to deserve a shoe to the head.." He says, rubbing the back of his head, where the shoe had hit him. It obviously didn't hurt anymore, he just wanted sympathy, which you gave to him.
You flush in embarrassment, "I didn't mean to hit you.. I was just frustrated.. I've been having a really bad day," you semi-explain, feeling guilty about the uncalled for attack on his head you had set on him.
"Yeah, I can see that. The question is.. why? What happened?" He asked, hopping up onto one of the rusted car hoods to sit and listen to your story, seemingly genuinely interested and willing to listen.
Needing to vent to someone, words immediately spill from your lips, telling Rupert all about your shitty first day, tears of frustration blurring your vision, your voice becoming shaky and choked up, your hair falling over your face and eyes as you look down, trying to hide your crying.
Rupert's eyes widen as he sees you start to get extremely upset and jumps back off the old car and doesn't hesitate to hug you and comfort you, rubbing and patting your back.
"Hey.. we all have bad days. Today might be frustrating and lonely, but tomorrow will be better, because you'll make it better in any way you choose to do so!" He murmers, speaking in a soft, low tone to comfort you.
You sniff, your crying starting to cease, "T-thanks.." you choke out, wiping the tears off your cheeks with your sleeve.
Rupert slowly lets go of you, giving you one more pat on the back before standing back and letting you breathe in some of the fresh air.. well, as fresh as the air can be in a junkyard.
"No problem.." he trails off, realizing he doesn't know your name.
"Oh, sorry.. My name is (Y/n). (Y/n) (L/n)." You stick out your hand to shake his.
He laughs a bit, but still takes your hand, shaking it enthusiastically.
"Nice to meet ya! Now.. I believe you said you were lost. I know this place like the back of my hand, all I need is your address and I'll make sure you're on the right track home! I promise! No funny business, I just wanna see you get home alright.. Okay?" He smiles gently.
You give a small smile back. Maybe.. just maybe, this guy isn't as weird or bad as everyone makes him out to be..
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tedsbogusworld · 5 months
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༺ Characters I am currently creating bots for:
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·:*¨ Keanu himself
·:*¨ Tommy Warnecki - Flying (1986)
·:*¨ Matt - River’s Edge (1986)
·:*¨ Michael Riley - Young Again (1986)
·:*¨ Jack Fenton/Jack-be-Nimble - Babes in Toyland (1986)
·:*¨ Winston Connelly - The Night Before (1988)
·:*¨ Rupert Marshetta - The Prince of Pennsylvania (1988)
·:*¨ Ted Theodore Logan - Bill & Ted (1, 2, 3)
·:*¨ Tod Higgins - Parenthood (1989)
·:*¨ Marlon James - I Love You to Death (1990)
·:*¨ Johnny Utah - Point Break (1991)
·:*¨ Scott Favor - My Own Private Idaho (1991)
·:*¨ Johnathan Harker - Bram Stoker’s Dracula (1992)
·:*¨ Don John - Much Ado About Nothing (1993)
·:*¨ Jack Traven - Speed (1994)
·:*¨ Paul Sutton - A Walk in the Clouds (1995)
·:*¨ Eddie Kasalivich - Chain Reaction (1996)
·:*¨ Kevin Lomax - The Devil’s Advocate (1997)
·:*¨ Thomas Anderson/Neo - The Matrix (1, 2, 3, 4)
·:*¨ Shane Falco - The Replacements (2000)
·:*¨ David Allen Griffin - The Watcher (2000)
·:*¨ Donnie Barksdale - The Gift (2000)
·:*¨ Conor O’Neill - Hardball (2001)
·:*¨ Julian Mercer - Something’s Gotta Give (2003)
·:*¨ John Constantine - Constantine (2005)
·:*¨ Alex Wyler - The Lake House (2006)
·:*¨ Tom Ludlow - Street Kings (2008)
·:*¨ John Wall - Generation Um… (2013)
·:*¨ Donaka Mark - Man of Tai Chi (2013)
·:*¨ John Wick (1, 2, 3, 4)
·:*¨ Evan Webber - Knock Knock (2015)
·:*¨ Hank - The Neon Demon (2016)
·:*¨ The Dream - The Bad Batch (2016)
·:*¨ Tex Johnson - Swedish Dicks (2016 - 2018)
·:*¨ Frank - Destination Wedding (2018)
࿐ If there's a Keanu character that you'd like to request a bot for but do not see them on this list, don't worry! I may get more ideas for other Keanu character bots from his other movies while I rewatch them/continue to watch ones I have not seen!
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haydenanhedonla · 3 years
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i want what he's on
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97keanu · 10 months
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Rupert Marshetta x f!Reader
Premise: Reader is the new girl in town, and she's having a particularly hard time fitting in at school. After a rough day, she's lightly crying on her walk home when Rupert sees her, and decides to cheer her up.
Tags: Fluff, reader is bullied, Rupert is your favorite weird kid, light, good ending, platonic.
You can't believe it. This is your second school this year and you already are having problems on your first day. You made no connections, not one other student even seemed interested in you, except for the mean girls at school. Your locker is right next to one, and she's already starting to give you problems, like judging your clothes and the way you talk different since you're not from Pennsylvania. It's not even the worst thing in the world, but you thought you could at least try to fit in this time. You even begged your mom to let you get new clothes, stuff that's not really your style, but at least it would be what you thought the other kids would be wearing. Guess you chose wrong because the looks you got today were the worst part, those looks that let you know you're somehow weird but you're not really sure what it is about you.
You're walking home now, the fall air starting to twirl up leaves of orange and red, and your nose turning a similar color as tears begin to fall. You try your best to hide it, but it begs to come out and be seen. Tears slip down your cheeks as you quickly scrub their evidence away as best as possible.
As the tears blur your vision, you see the shape of another person ahead, probably another student on their way home, and you try to hide yourself as you walk past where they're perched by a wall. As you do, you accidently meet the boys eyes, big and brown like a puppy's. He furrows his thin brows and moves towards you.
"Great..." You think to yourself, wondering how this day could get any worse, knowing he's probably going to tease you anyways.
"Hey? All you alright?" The tall and lanky boy bobbles towards you, but his concern sounds sincere.
"Yeah, I'm fine, I'm fine..." You mutter, just trying to get home as to not embarass yourself.
The boy pauses and watches you, trying to size up what's happening. He speaks again.
"You're the new girl in my history class, right?" He continues and mentions your name, which you nod in response to. "Oh man, rough first day?"
You feel strange, does this person really care? Does he care that you feel completely alone and isolated in this new town, and how the only attention you've gotten so far has been negative if any? You stop walking and turn to look at him, your tears lessing with out your notice since your focus is now being perplexed by this boy.
"Yeah..." You say with a big sigh, looking up into his deep eyes, he's so tall you have to crane your neck a bit. "I guess you could say that, yeah....what's your name again?"
You add the last part to try to change the subject, your eyes red from the fallen tears, your nose giving a sniffle here and there.
"Oh! Yeah sorry, I'm Rupert," He holds out his hand with a big goofy grin, and you shake it, feeling his fingerless gloves. "It must be hard that you're paraded in ever class as the new person, but none of us tell you are names, huh?"
Weirdly enough, that makes you feel better, and it's kind of true. You felt like all eyes were on you today, so much of you under the microscope without anyone else having to be subjected to this for their usual Monday routine. It makes you feel nice to know someone gets it without even having to tell them.
"Yeah...actually. That's a good way to put it. And...nice to meet you Rupert." You smile as you say his name, your shoulders feeling a bit less heavy. Rupert is all grins and smiles back. Then he does something that surprises you.
Rupert takes a great stride to you, closing the distance, and wraps an arm around your shoulder, then begins to walk with you in tow.
"Well, don't worry about everyone else, that school is full of jerks and people who let people be jerks, which is worst of all." He shakes his head, obviously having been a victim of the same feelings as you. "I tell you what, if you haven't made one friend today yet, you can count me instead, I don't mind being your friend, new girl."
You look up at Rupert from how close he is now, seeing pieces of him you didn't before, like the shadow of a young beard he likely shaves, or how he smells like some sort of masculine sweet body spray. The suddenness of all this has tripped you up for words, but you nod and agree.
"Great! As your new friend, I find it honorary that I make sure you get home safe, and free of the school time follies." He gives your arm a squeeze, the whole of the interaction not feeling like he's making a move on you at all. No, you have the sense that he's just like this, a bit strange, a bit too much. But you find yourself nodding, smiling and being pulled along as you tell him where you live.
You're actually so glad that you can feel like this horrible day might have been worth it to meet a friend like Rupert. He may dress a bit funny, and behave in no way the other kids did, but isn't that a good thing? If the other kids are being cruel to you from how they act, why would you want a friend who's "normal".
You and Rupert walk arm in arm all the way to your house, and eventually you're turning on your doorstep to tell him goodnight.
"Thanks for walking me home Rupert. I'm really glad I made one friend today, and that it was you..." You say softly, feeling like you can be real with your feelings with Rupert but still nervous. Rupert simply smiles and laughs.
"Of course! I'm honored, in fact, allow me to give you something to remember me by." Rupert reaches into his pocket and retrieves a tiny porcelain dog figurine. Its tail has snapped off, but its white with spots. Its very cute, and he places it in your palm with a slow finesse.
"Oh, thank you, Rupert..." You say, unsure of why he had something like this in his pocket, but overall grateful he deemed you worthy to have it. He gives you a wave and turns to leave.
"No problem. I'll see you at school tomorrow, keep your chin up til then!" He gives you a funny salute and begins to walk off.
Maybe this new in town thing won't be so bad...
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