#Backstage Pass
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fionaapplerocks · 9 months ago
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Fiona Apple in 1997
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thatseventiesbitch · 11 days ago
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Hello again! I'm back with another That '70s Show original script. This time we'll be looking at S3xE23 "Backstage Pass"!
This one is extra special because of who it belonged to - one Corey Landis. And it's a table draft, which means there were quite a few changes (some of them significant!). Read on for my summary.
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Who's Corey Landis? you may ask. Fair question.
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He is the actor who plays a young Red Forman a few different times throughout the series! It's really cool to see the different notes he wrote to himself about how a scene should be staged or acted.
First up, right off the bat the cold open has some different lines.
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As you can see, the scene still ends in the same place and most of what the characters say is similar. You can see how they made it slightly shorter in the episode.
I like that Fez is interested in the soybean futures lol, that in the actual episode Eric's line was, "Pork belly prices. How cute is that?" instead, and that LP might've improvised her bit about forgetting to turn off the microphone (or it was added by a writer/producer in a later version of the script).
Eric and Donna's next scene is virtually the same, except for one major difference...
... the band they went to see was originally going to be Aerosmith! In the actual episode, they went to see Ted Nugent. There must have been some kind of licensing issue with being able to use Aerosmith. It's a significant difference, though, because this episode would've continued the characterization that Donna has a crush on Steven Tyler.
There's also this funny, cut moment at the end of Eric and Donna's scene at the radio station:
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Now onto the parents.
Some more Bob and Midge lore:
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Red and Kitty's interaction is nearly word for word, but check out the actor's notes from the table read!! Pretty cool.
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The next scene sees the gang waiting for the Aerosmith Ted Nugent concert to begin. And again it's similar, though not identical, to the scene that aired - Jackie and Kelso discuss their week of romance, Eric and Donna are eager for the concert to begin, and Fez and Hyde reveal their misspelled concert merch.
I was robbed of another Eric & Donna kiss (and a hug!), though 😡 + Eric calling her his "best girl". 🥹
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Next we're back to the parents.
Red is still trying to remember how he and Kitty really met, and Kitty is becoming increasingly upset. In the episode she told him her version of events at this point, but in the script it is dragged out a little longer.
The Packer refrigerator magent line made me chuckle, ngl.
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Back at the concert. This scene is again nearly identical to what really aired, but I enjoyed Kelso's Aerosmith versions of the songs he changed for Jackie. 😂
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Then we check in on Fez and Hyde, who are struggling to sell their misprinted t-shirts just like in the episode.
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Donna's scene backstage is word for word, except she's interviewing Steven Tyler instead of Ted Nugent.
In the next scene, Fez and Hyde get arrested. The scene is practically the same, except we get a little more insight into how upset Eric is with Donna. "Tonight was supposed to be about us," 😫. And I like Fez's Cheryl Tiegs line from the actual episode better.
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Then the script cuts back to Red and Kitty. It's basically the same scene from the actual episode, but with a few added details. Horseface Lynn Taylor is mentioned again 🤣
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Then Eric's scene with the janitor (Stanley!!), and Donna's scene backstage where Ted/Steven offers to let her touch the guitar are word for word.
Kelso and Jackie's storyline and lines are mostly unchanged throughout, but this added line from Eric at the end of their final scene made me 😂🤣
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Then we're back to Red and Kitty to conclude their storyline for the episode. The scene starts out the exact same, but ends with slightly different lines.
I just love getting to see the actor's notes!
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And finally, the biggest difference of all: in the script, Eric and Donna's final scene takes place in the Forman basement, not outside of the concert venue. I'm glad they changed that, because all I can think is: how did Donna get home that night? Even though he was pissed, Eric really left her there? No no no no no. 😣 I think it's much more in character that he waited.
I do like that in the script Donna at least actually apologized - in the episode, she didn't. It's widely acknowledged within the fandom that this is one of Donna's worst moments on the show, regardless.
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As one of the final episodes of season 3, this episode/storyline was integral to setting the stage for Eric and Donna's emerging break-up and it does the job. The original script even more so than the actual episode, in my opinion.
Well, that's all I've got for this one! Thanks for reading, and stay tuned for more in the series. I'm your *very* pregnant and uncomfortable host, @thatseventiesbitch 😄.
Other Scripts I've Posted:
S2xE20 "Kiss of Death" S2xE22 "Jackie Moves On" S2xE23 "Holy Crap!" S2xE26 "Moon Over Point Place" S5xE21 "Trampled Under Foot" S6xE20 "Squeezebox" S7xE8 "Angie"
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everythingloureed · 5 months ago
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Selection of Lou ticket stubs and a backstage pass:
Backstage Pass - 16 May 1975 - Aragon Ballroom, Chicago, IL
5 October 1973 - Rainbow Theatre, London, UK
26 November 1974 - San Diego, CA
25 February 1989 - St. James Theatre, NYC
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sophaeros · 2 months ago
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the strokes - backstage passes, 2002 & 2004 / ph. colin lane (x x x)
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stardustasincocaine · 4 months ago
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Google translating the path into hearts and pants
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who-do-i-know-this-man-s3 · 4 months ago
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⚠️Vote for whomever YOU DO NOT KNOW⚠️‼️
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ascene · 1 year ago
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itsallmadonnasfault · 9 months ago
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pearljamartwork · 9 months ago
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LiNK
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ladies-of-fiction · 11 months ago
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International Women's Day: Strength In Different Forms
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fionaapplerocks · 2 years ago
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Fiona Apple photos by Stephane Sednaoui, 1997
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luxeavenger · 1 year ago
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Shark
Kinktober prompt: Overstimulation
Rating: Explicit (18+ ONLY)
Pairing: Backstage pass!Natasha x reader
Warnings: Overstimulation, vaginal fingering, oral sex, top Natasha
Words: 1055
If you like it, please give it a reblog! I've been away for awhile, and I think a lot of people forgot about me.
Kinktober Masterlist | Backstage Pass Masterlist | Main Masterlist | Ko-fi
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The redhead’s muscular shoulders block the light when she hovers over you. Her wide, lipstick-smeared grin is intimidating the way a shark's grin is intimidating.
And apprehension curls through your gut, just as it would if it were a shark grinning back at you right now.
You whimper as her fingers ease out of your pussy, just to be pushed into your mouth. You tongue the taste of you off her digits. They’re pruny, because they’ve been inside of your dripping cunt for the better part of the evening.
“Be a good girl, and clean ‘em for me, sugar,” she commands in her rough, sultry voice.
Each time she praises you, chills scatter over your too-hot flesh. It makes you eager to please her, and you know you’d do anything she asked of you just to receive more of it.
Natasha’s naked skin is so pale it nearly glows everywhere it peeks from behind the tattoos cluttering her naked body. She’s singularly the most beautiful woman you’ve ever seen, and you felt unbelievably lucky when she picked you up after your bartending shift ended.
Now? You’re pretty sure if it were possible to die from being overwhelmed by orgasms, this is the woman they’d send to do the job.
Her chin is shiny with your juices when she looks down at you. Hoping for a break, time for your body to relax for a bit, you ask, “May I please eat your pussy now, ma’am?” Her fingers are still in your mouth, so the words come out garbled.
She pulls them out and you repeat your question.
She grins again, and you’re foolish enough to think she’s going to let you do what you asked.
Instead, she takes the fingers still slick with your spit and pushes them back inside of you. The squelch when she pushes into your cunt is obscene, and you blush, heat rushing over your body like slow-spreading flames.
With a low chuckle she says, “Oh, sugar. I’m not nearly done with you yet.” Her fingers rub against your g-spot, and you mewl. “When you’ve come so much—once you’re so sensitive you can’t even stand the touch of fresh fucking air on your needy little clit—that’s when I’ll let you eat my pussy.”
Then, just to tease you, she curls her middle and ring finger into her cunt—the cunt you’re dying for a taste of—with a moan, and you whine pitifully.
She leans over to whisper in your ear, “Seeing you squirm and cry for me has got me so fucking wet, sugar. I can’t wait to sit on this pretty little face.” She wraps the hand she was just using to toy with herself around your jaw to gently shake your head back and forth. Her fingers are sticky with her slick, and it leaves a streak of her arousal across your cheek.
“Ma’am, please. I can’t anymore. It hurts.” You know you’re whining, but you have no idea how to stop. She’s made you come more times than you can count. And, well, you know she’s not going to stop, so you might as well beg anyway.
“Now, now, sugar,” Natasha purrs, “we both know you fucking can, and I promise you that you absolutely fucking will come again, if I have to use my fucking fist to yank an orgasm out of you.”
“Ma’am–” you try to make another appeal to her. You try to come up with something coherent. Some words to tell her you’re too sore, too tired, too something, but instead, “–oh, fuck.”
Making you feel like you don’t even know your own body anymore, your traitorous pussy gushes slick over Natasha’s fingers, and your muscles strain as your back bows. The gorgeous woman purrs silky praise at you, that sends butterflies swarming through your stomach.
“Look at you sugar,” she beams at you, her angel bites glitter in the light when she licks her lips like a cat. “So beautiful when you come for me. I knew you could do it.”
“Yes, ma’am,” you sigh deliriously, drunk off her attention.
She slowly descends your body, nibbling her way down, her perfect mouth leaving a trail of bruises in her wake. Her green eyes stay trained on your face when she slurps at your clit. Your hips rise off of the mattress, and she throws a deceptively strong arm over you to keep you in place. Your body already feels like one raw nerve ending, and she keeps plucking at that tight, strained feeling inside of you like it’s a guitar string she intends to play until it breaks.
Her persistent fingers on your g-spot pull a messy, squirting orgasm out of you, soaking Natasha’s chin and hand again. She laps at you like she’s starving, and you’re her only source of sustenance.
Your thighs are visibly trembling, and Nat smooths a hand down your flank. She coos, “Such a good girl for me. So fucking good. You came so fucking hard for me. It was fucking beautiful.”
Her tattooed fingertips make swirling patterns over your sides until your thighs are done shaking. She runs a knuckle up your slit, smiling lazily when your hips jerk reflexively at the lightest graze of your clit.
“Mmm, baby girl,” she hums, “look at you. So sensitive. I think you’re there. I think you’re right fucking there, sugar.”
She blows gently at your mound to cool your heated skin, then spreads you open with her thumbs. Then a quick puff of air hits your clit, and a bolt of electricity zings up your body. Your entire body jerks, and you mewl pitifully, “Please, no more, ma’am. No more. I can’t. I can’t. I really, really can’t. Don’t make me.”
She abandons the space between your thighs, and straddles your body. Silver tear tracks on your cheeks are wiped away by her thumbs, and you hiccup a sob at the gentle gesture.
Her voice is rough, and syrupy sweet when she soothes, “Shh. That part’s all done for now, sweet girl. You were so good for me.”
“Thank you, ma’am,” you sigh dreamily.
The too-sharp grin is back now. “You’re not nearly done, sugar. So don’t thank me yet,” she wryly remarks, grabbing a handful of your hair as she lowers herself over your face.
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variouspolltournaments · 5 months ago
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Reminder that submissions for the Otome Heroines Tournament are still open.
Get more information here
I will be tagging this post with the otome games the already submitted heroines are from.
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ghostworldtour · 11 days ago
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GHOST VIP PROGRAM INCLUDES:
• GA ticket with guaranteed center barricade access
• Front row seats
• Numbered early entry
• Private pre-show stage tour
• Onstage photo
• Exclusive Ghost museum
ONLY AVAILABLE VIA WE ARE SUPER 👇
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joemama-2 · 22 days ago
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Just read backstage pass, queen omg 😩 the way you wrote Satoru there was sooooo😩😩😩😏😏😏😏😈😈😈😈😈😈🤭🤭🤭
Just know, I grew a dick and jorked it😈
LMAOOOOO💀
Anyways what was the age difference for it? When reading it I pictured the reader like 20? And Satoru seemed older like 27-29. Just based off some of of the descriptions and stuff, reader being fresh new young face, and satoru asking if she was a virgin.
Also Vocal Men>>>
When they ask what we like, and if we've done things >>>>
He's so hot for asking 😩🤭
Please tell me he got her number and took her out on dates 🤭🙏
AND DID THE RECORDER PICK UP THE AUDIO? IF SHE WAS ALREADY RECORDING THEY ARE COOKED IF THEY FORGOT TO TURN IT OFF LMAOOO😭
VOCAL MEN ON TOPPPPPO AHHHHH
the recorder….hmmm 🤭🤭🤭
gojo is a mannnnnn, the age difference is a few years. reader is pretty younger and gojo is teetering the edge of 35 lol. so ofc he went above and beyond and got her number 🥰🥰🥰
im sooo glad u enjoyed it ☺️ i felt a little self conscious of the smut but hopefully i can get back into the groove of things heh 😈
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