#In Rodger's defense

[chocobje]

In the toodles au how is twisted goob like? Since in cannon he means no harm but he still accidentally hurts the toons how is he in the au?

Goobers turned like the others, but he did find Rodger in the end only for him to finish him off...

Even in the end he was trying to be hopeful (It didn't work)

[apollo11fangirl]

We all know that Tony can't cook, but what if he can only cook Italian food. Like somehow Maria taught him how to cook her food really well. It's to the point that he can't stand any other Italian food that an't his own.

Rhody and Pepper know all about it, but the Avengers only learn when Steve tries to make some and Tony takes over the kitchen since Tony see him do it all wrong. The best team dinners when Tony cooks.

The same thing happens with British deserts thanks to Ana, Jarvis, and Peggy.

[starry-night-rose]

will I ever stop making new ocs?......NOPE!

Please welcome the newest staff members of Night Raven College

Ms. Margaret Parapluie

And Mr. Edward Rodgers

And joining her fellow students, we have Sabrina Von Puppe

[seastarlily]

Okay, so this is random, but if any of you ever wanted to see 27-year-old Rodger Bumpass (Squidward) wearing boxing gear then boy do I have good news for you.

[lowkeyrobin]

Hi could I request a Carlos De Vil x reader where maybe she is the daughter of Roger and Anita Radcliffe from 101 Dalmatians. Maybe it could be like an enemies to lovers situation but not necessarily enemies cause Carlos is such a sweetheart

IM SOBBING YES YES YESSSSSS ; also fair warning I only write gn / they/them readers so I keep everything pretty in the middle so everyone feels included haha ; but thank you so much for requesting! I hope you enjoy 🫶

CARLOS DE VIL ; a new story

summary ; yours and carlos' parents were enemies in their stories, but you and carlos, not so much

warnings ; language

track ; something new, tokio hotel

word count ; 1.6k

masterlist

You knew the story of Cruella De Vil and your parents one hundred one dalmatians. It was told to you as a bedtime story every night you asked for it growing up. So, naturally, you'd grown a distaste for Cruella De Vil, and her son who'd you'd just found out existed, Carlos.

You never sported a fancy dress or a tux, considering you worked with dogs.

During the VK's second day in Auradon, their search for their next class led them past your little pasture of grass where you worked with and trained dogs. From Yorkies to German Shepherds, you had them all.

But you'd unfortunately caught their attention as they passed by, your loud shouting and jogging leading them to you. Mal opens the door, Carlos behind her shivering and shaking at the sight of dogs.

"What are you doing?!" He asks her

Mal rolls her eyes. "Seeing what they're doing with all these dogs"

The four approach you, nearly scaring the hell out of you with their bright hair and clothes. They'd snuck up on you while you had your back turned, in your defense.

"Oh, hello! You must be the new kids?"

Mal nods. "Mal, Maleficent's daughter"

She accepts your handshake as you introduce yourself. "Y/n. Rodger and Anita Radcliffe's kid. Y'know, Cruella De Vil and the dalmatians?" You chuckle

Mal, Evie, and Jay all look over at Carlos, practically pretzeling himself as he holds his arms to his chest, feet stuck together to make himself a smaller target for all the dogs.

"Evie, daughter of Evil Queen" The blue haired girl smiles.

"I'm Jay" The boy with the long hair flexes his muscles.

Mal snaps at Carlos.

"Uh- Carlos."

"Cruella De Vil's son" Mal smirks.

You blink, staring at the boy. "Uhm, so! Why are you guys here? Shouldn't you be in class?"

Mal shrugs. "We'll be fine. What's with all the dogs?" She asks, watching a pitbull nearly tackle you as it jumps on you.

You giggle, rubbing his back. "I train dogs" You answer, looking back up at her.

"At school?"

You shrug. "Better than on the street. Fairy Godmother allowed it cause I'm such an excellent student" You give them a fake smile, knowing your grades were fairly average, maybe just below. "But, it's either this or they get killed" You shrug, "I work with cats as well, but my friend Marie is mostly in charge of that"

"Let me guess..." The purple haired girl begins. "Marie, like those three little talking kittens?"

You nod. "You can play with them," you say, referring to the dogs, "I'm not gonna tattle on you for skipping, I couldn't care less."

Carlos shrieks, jumping onto Jay's shoulders quickly as a small dog attempts to jump on him, wanting attention. Your eyes quickly widen, looking up at him. You look back at Mal, curious as to why he was so jumpy.

"He'll tell you" She snickers, her and Evie walking off to play with one of the smaller dogs.

Jay shoves Carlos off his shoulders, leaving him cowering in fear to chase after one of the larger dogs. Carlos stands still, staring at you while the dogs bark and growl, playing with each other and with his friends.

"Why are you so scared of dogs?" You chuckle, picking a little Shitzu up, holding her in your arms.

"My mom told me that dogs are little demons that eat boys when they're bad" He answers quickly, the words falling out of his mouth. His eyes are running wild, trying to make sure none of the dogs approached him.

Your expression softens, realizing he's not some evil asshole that you'd thought he was at first. Christ, he wasn't gonna hurt these dogs, he couldn't even be within the same space as them.

"Well, your mom lied to you. These dogs are the nicest creatures on this Earth, they wouldn't ever think of purposefully hurting you, let alone think of eating you" You chuckle, scratching the ears of the dog in your arms.

A slightly wide eyed look appears on his face, like he couldn't believe that his mom would lie to him about that, especially so much to create a phobia. But, it made sense to him, she's lied before, she treated him like some servant to her.

"You wanna hold her?" You ask him, referring to the dog in your arms.

He quickly shakes his head no, still a little too scared to wanna face his fear. For all he knew, you could've been lying to him.

"That's fine," you softly smile, trying to make him feel comfortable. You could tell he was a bit less tense, but you tried keeping things calm for him. The audible laughter of his friends fills your ears, seeing them practically playing tag with a handful of the dogs. "You don't have dogs on the Isle, do you?"

He shakes his head again.

"Well, feel free to do as you please. I don't think your friends wanna leave anytime soon"

"I don't think so either"

It'd been a while since your first encounter with the new VK's. But, you didn't think they were some delinquents with no hope for a future like others did, they were just misunderstood and needed a chance to succeed.

Carlos, by himself, had come down to your spot one afternoon.

You were occupied with brushing the shed fur off the longer haired dogs, working on a retriever when he entered.

"Hi" He shyly smiles.

You turn back to look at him. "Oh, hey, Carlos!" You smile. "What's up?"

"I don't think dogs are evil anymore"

"Good" You chuckle. "What changed your mind?"

He shrugs. "You"

You roll your eyes, turning back to the retriever to hide the fact your face was heating up.

"You need any help?"

You stop yourself, looking back at him. "If you'd like to"

He smiles, approaching you to help.

"Just hold her paws like this. She likes squirming"

"She's pretty"

"She's got a hell of a coat"

He jumps as the dog barks, wanting out of your grips.

"Calm down, it's almost over"

Carlos was still kinda jumpy with dogs, even after he'd been on the tourney team for nearly a year. You, in honor of his growth with his exposure to his fear, decided to give him a dog to finish his exposure therapy. That was all his idea, you never thought for a second to try and force him to get along with dogs.

But, he wanted to be closer to you, which meant he'd have to get used to the dogs.

To be totally open and honest, he'd quickly developed a crush on you. Crush as in he was totally, completely in love with you.

He adored your soft smiles of encouragement and reassurance, how you were so kind and understanding, how you saw him for who he was. A lot of people assumed that he and his friends were pure evil, not thinking for a moment that maybe since they were raised by and to be villains, that they had things backwards but had grown into good people. You did that for him like how Ben did for Mal, how Doug did for Evie, how Lonnie did for Jay.

He just wanted to love you, to hold you close, and thank you for being truly you.

If he had to admit it, he'd be honest about how he was damn near mortified of you after hearing who your parents were, thinking that you were just like the retelling of your parents in his mother's stories. Thank God you'd exposed him to the true story and proved to him that you weren't some asshole.

He never expected to fall in love with you like this, your stories of the past told in the present, just a little backwards. How funny would it be to explain how your parents were rivals in the past and you'd fallen in love? How ironic.

He knew at least that your parents liked him, he was not planning on introducing you to his mother though, if that ever could've happened. The barrier still being up was the perfect excuse not to.

But, he desperately wanted to ask you a very specific question, something that could really make or break your relationship.

"Do you wanna go to the cotillion with me?"

"Sure" You shrug. "But, I do have a little surprise for you"

"Hm?"

You stop yourselves on the path in the woods. You whistle, causing a dog to sprint up to you from the woods. He stops at your feet, barking at his arrival. You smile, picking him up, handing him to Carlos.

Carlos, confused, looks up at you.

"His name is Dude. Don't ask about that. But he's yours. He needs a home, you're a pretty fit candidate" You smile

Carlos happily pouts. "Why are you?-"

"Because I can" You shrug. "And you've come a long way with your fear. I'm proud of you"

He scratches Dude's ears, a happy smile upon his face. "Thank you?"

"You're welcome"

"I still don't understand how or why you decided that I needed a dog, but I appreciate it"

At the cotillion, you and Carlos, after Uma's final attack, dance in the pool of water together, soaking yourselves while Mal and Ben dance together. Evie and Doug and Jay and Lonnie do as well, eyeing yours and Carlos' looks at each other, like you had hearts in your eyes.

You both jump in the water, splashing each other with it purposefully.

"Stop!" Carlos laughs, picking up a cupped handful of water to splash your face.

"Oh, you're dead!" You giggle, doing the same to him.

"Watch out, lovebirds!" Mal laughs, running past you two as Ben chases her.

"Lovebirds?"

"Do not act oblivious." Evie rolls her eyes playfully. "Just kiss already"

[neonnerd17]

like?????

Is this allowed????

WHY THE FUCK WERE DAN AND PHIL AT MY SCHOOLS FOOTBALL GAME (and why didn't anybody tell meeee)

[roachesbf]

Hey if possible could I get a Bunny Rudy x Jessica rabbit male reader? Where the male reader visit the base cause he misses his hunny bunny very very much while Rudy is thumping really happily seeing the male reader run up to him kissing his face all over like Jessica did in the movie ‘who framed Rodger rabbit’

I do hope this makes sense lol And do please take your time there is no rush at all so please take your time :)

Bunny Rudy X Jessica Rabbit!MaleReader

When you first enter the base it catches almost everyone off guard!! One you dress very differently, and two you hold a different type of confidence to yourself. All the other men whispered amongst themselves on who you were here for and they’d never imagined it’d be sergeant major Rodolfo “Rudy” Parra!! Your hunny bunny missed you as much as you missed him!! The entire time he was impatiently thumping his foot against the ground, his tail wagging around as others tried holding a conversation with him. All Rudy wanted was to be with you yet here he was!! Not with you!! He would complain to Alejandro about how badly he missed you so maaybbee Alejandro pulled a few strings and got you to visit base, anything for his 4lyfer. He’s grunting the entire time, he is not enjoying a single second. His ears are all tense due to his annoyed behavior, until he hears something that clearly doesn’t belong on base…clacking?? Rudy's ears strike up as alert when he recognizes that sound anywhere.

This literally jumps for joy when he sees you, running into your arms as you spin him around!! Rudys immediately scenting you while you smear your red lipstick all over his cute face. It catches almost everyone on guard because one, where did the Rudy from five minutes ago, go. And two, how the hell did he bag you. You’re giggling as he asks you questions between each kiss, did you eat? How have you been sleeping? Is everything okay back home? He gives you a quick little kiss on your nose before being put down. You got him sitting in your lap all the while he’s making jokes that crack you up. Everyones looking at the two of you like they’re hallucinating, asking Alejandro if they know anything about this.

Rudy introduces you to everyone rather quickly, he’s always been excited to talk about you and show you off. You jokingly will slap his arm and then squish his cheeks before giving him another kiss, saying how he’s always flattering you when it comes to other people. He insists it's nothing but the truth and here you are all over again flaunting your amazing love life in front of everyone. He even has you show off your great self defense skills against some of the soldiers on base!! Of course early on in the relationship one of his favorite things to do was showing you how to defend yourself.

You make sure you’re always attached to his hip during your visit. It’s only when he’s gone because he’s forced to do work where you seem to stop acting so lovesick. Without Rudy you seem cold and distant, complete contrast to who you were 10 seconds ago. Everyone tries to talk to you but if it’s not about Rudy then you have no reason to talk to any of the other men at base. When they asked what attracted you to him, the simple answer of “he makes me laugh” confused them even more. When he comes back, he flops onto your lap, your lipstick still stained on his face.

[valengory1234]

Small excerpt in which Chloe catches Red playing the piano:

When Chloe entered the small room, she gaped at the scene in front of her. The Princess of Hearts was at a piano, playing the gentlest love song she had ever heard. Red’s back was to the door and Tale as Old as Time echoed off the walls around them. For the first time ever, Chloe was able to see the princess’s royal upbringing. Her posture was straight, but not stiff. Her movements were graceful, not as guarded as they normally were. Her defensive mannerisms were nowhere to be found, and the bluenette found herself in awe not only because of the melody surrounding her, but also at the sight of Red fully relaxed, as her finger delicately danced across the keys.  

The moment ended too quickly for Chloe to catch. Red stiffened immediately after the last note, and whipped around to face her intruder. Chloe didn’t know how the princess became aware of her presence, but she wished she could go back to the moment before when Red’s golden eyes weren’t glaring at her.  

“Hi-” she tried to speak as Red stood, but the other girl cut her off with a harsh tone.  

“What are you doing here?” Her hands were balled into fists, and her shoulders were tense. Chloe found herself lifting her own in an attempt to deescalate the situation.  

“I was just looking for you,” despite her best efforts her voice shook. “You weren’t at our lockers.” 

Red paused to take in the sight of girl in front of her. Slowly, she released the tension in her shoulders, and softened her expression. Her hands came to rest at her sides, but something about her posture was still guarded.  

“You were running late. I got bored of waiting,” she said, glancing away from her roommate. Chloe let out her breath and nodded.  

“Sorry about that, I had some questions about Professor Rodger’s midterm.” Red’s gaze met hers again, brows furrowed with curiosity this time instead of anger.  

“We don’t start midterms for another three weeks,” her voice lifted with the indirect question. Chloe smiled at the way her head tilted to the side.

“I know, I just had an idea for my essay that I wanted to run by him.” 

“Whatever little miss perfect,” Red rolled her eyes but there was no malice in it. “Can we go back to our room now?”  

The bluenette laughed a little and followed her out of the practice room.  

[toons-and-doom]

I just wanna imagine how toodles react to her father figure being a magical boy because I wanna see chaos tbh

OOOOOO

I feel evil today

For added chaos, Rodger is raising toodles. Hes like fostering her or adopted her or something.

Update; it accidentally became angsty

Rodger has noticed toodles been acting strange lately. She spends a lot longer at her after school activities and sports games. She sometimes came home bruised. Rodger tried to press her, but it only got her upset. He didnt like seeing her upset.

He wonders if she’s being bullied at school. It’s hard not having a traditional family structure, Rodger knows from experience. He decides to let her come to him and tell him what’s wrong on her own. Because 1. He trusts toodles to do the right thing 2. He’s very busy due to a recent influx in crime in the city

Perhaps pebbles tells toodles that for her safety, she can’t reveal she’s a magical girl to anyone. While she feels guilty for lying, she knows it’s for the best. Rodger knows she’s lying. She’s never been a good liar. He tries to be patient.

Maybe another reason pebbles want it to be a secret is because he ain’t sure how Rodger feels about him right now.

Maybe the og magical girl/ boy group (brightney, Teagan, Rodger, maybe flutters) ended their contract with pebbles poorly. There used to be another member but Pebbles messed up and got them killed during their finale fight. It’s been like 10ish years but still, they all used to be so close… kinda part of the reason they drifted apart. Pebbles is very sorry for what happened but still. Maybe idk about this lore.

So Shrimpo’s twisted goes on a rampage and pebbles forces the og group out of retirement. Durring the fight, Rodger sees toodles.

She’s doing distraction and support to try and subdue Shrimpo. She’s turned away, she doesn’t seen Shrimpo charging right towards her.

Rodger’s heart breaks. So this is what she’s been hiding. She’s fighting a war she should not have to fight in the first place. She’s just a child. She shouldn’t even be here. Well there well past that and it’s not like pebbles can undo contracts until the threat is eliminated. He can yell at pebbles later. All that matters is that she’s safe. So he naturally comes to her defense. Toodles doesn’t recognize Rodger for a second, before she puts two and two together (so that’s why my dad has so much ‘merch’ of this old magical boy. They are one of the same!). It’s amazement at first. Then fear- like ‘ oh no I’m gonna break pebbles promise!’

Both of them are FREAKING out in their heads.

After the battle is done the two have a long talk about this. Rodger is just like ‘ this isn’t sunshine’s and rainbows toodles your in a lot of danger out of here. Please don’t bite off more than you can chew. ‘

OH NO IMAGINE WHEN THEY GET TWISTED

[the-football-chick]

WEEK 3 kicks off with the Patriots @ the Jets on Thursday Night Football

The Jets got out to an early lead and never looked back as they dominated the Patriots 24-3. The Patriots struggled offensively so much that starting QB Jacoby Brissett was replaced with rookie QB Drake Maye late in the 4th.

Jets QB Aaron Rodgers looked very much like his old self and went 27/35 for 281 yards and 2 touchdowns. The Jets defense was also impressive, sacking Brissett five times and overall, effectively bottling up the Pats offense. Jets go 2-1 on the season while the Pats fall to 1-2.

IG: nfl & nyjets (9/19/24)

[justforbooks]

Robert George Seale (born October 22, 1936) is an American engineer, political activist and author. Seale is widely known for co-founding the Black Panther Party with fellow activist Huey P. Newton. Founded as the "Black Panther Party for Self-Defense", the Party's main practice was monitoring police activities and challenging police brutality in black communities, first in Oakland, California, and later in cities throughout the United States.

Seale was one of the eight people charged by the US federal government with conspiracy charges related to anti-Vietnam War protests in Chicago, Illinois, during the 1968 Democratic National Convention. Seale's appearance in the trial was widely publicized and Seale was bound and gagged for his appearances in court more than a month into the trial for what Judge Julius Hoffman said were disruptions.

Seale's case was severed from the other defendants, turning the "Chicago Eight" into the "Chicago Seven". After his case was severed, the government declined to retry him on the conspiracy charges. Though he was never convicted in the case, Seale was sentenced by Judge Hoffman to four years for criminal contempt of court. The contempt sentence was reversed on appeal.

In 1970, while in prison, Seale was charged and tried as part of the New Haven Black Panther trials over the torture and murder of Alex Rackley, whom the Black Panther Party had suspected of being a police informer. Panther George Sams, Jr., testified that Seale had ordered him to kill Rackley. The jury was unable to reach a verdict in Seale's trial, and the charges were eventually dropped.

Seale's books include A Lonely Rage: The Autobiography of Bobby Seale, Seize the Time: The Story of the Black Panther Party and Huey P. Newton, and Power to the People: The World of the Black Panthers (with Stephen Shames).

In 1978, Seale wrote an autobiography titled A Lonely Rage. Also, in 1987, he wrote a cookbook called Barbeque'n with Bobby Seale: Hickory & Mesquite Recipes, the proceeds going to various non-profit social organizations. Seale also advertised Ben & Jerry's ice cream.

In 1998, Seale appeared on the television documentary series Cold War, discussing the events of the 1960s. Bobby Seale was the central protagonist alongside Kathleen Cleaver, Jamal Joseph and Nile Rodgers in the 1999 theatrical documentary Public Enemy by Jens Meurer, which premiered at the Venice Film Festival. In 2002, Seale began dedicating his time to Reach!, a group focused on youth education programs. He has also taught black studies at Temple University in Philadelphia. Also in 2002, Seale moved back to Oakland, working with young political advocates to influence social change. In 2006, he appeared in the documentary The U.S. vs. John Lennon to discuss his friendship with John Lennon. Seale has also visited over 500 colleges to share his personal experiences as a Black Panther and to give advice to students interested in community organizing and social justice.

Since 2013, Seale has been seeking to produce a screenplay he wrote based on his autobiography, Seize the Time: The Eighth Defendant.

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[slaymybreathaway]

YOU'VE REALLY GOT A HOLD ON ME

♡Chapter Nine♡

Masterlist Outsiders Chapter List

Word Count: 2k

Content: sexual references, cursing

1963 ♡ Will Rodgers High School

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As Gracie closed her locker before first period the following Monday morning, she was met with the excited face of her best friend. "Tell me everything!" Sally squealed, buzzing with excitement.

"Good lord, you almost gave me a heart attack" Gracie exhaled, her hand on her chest out of frighten. The day before, she had called Sally to tell her that Darry finally asked her to the prom. Before she was able to get into all of the details, her parents came home and she had to hang up.

"Good! I have been dealing with all this anticipation since yesterday and it's killing me!" Sally spoke, in a dramatic tone, like she was genuinely about to drop dead at any moment.

"Alright alright, calm down... what do you wanna know?" Gracie shrugged, hanging the strap of her camera around her neck. The pair began to walk down the bustling school hallway, shoulder-to-shoulder.

"What happened! Right from the start, don't leave out any details," Sally warned, her finger pointing at her best friend in a joking threat.

Gracie took a deep breath in and out, feeling her lungs inflate and deflate before she spoke. "I was pretty drunk after the beer-blast Friday night, so Darry took me home and I stayed in his because I didn't want my parents to get all hot and bothered," she started.

"Ooh, you stayed in his?" Her friend wiggled her eyebrows, suggestively.

"Yes. The same way I've been staying at his since I was 8. Get your mind outta the gutter!" Gracie rolled her eyes.

"Anyways- the next mornin', he made breakfast and we were talking about what had happened the night before, because I'd be dammed if I could remember a thing" she let out a laugh.

"Girl me too," Sally giggled "I woke up in my bathtub- sorry, I just interupted you, go on!"

"He told me that when I was drunk, I was getting mad because he had asked Shelly to the prom. So I apologised and told him that was gonna have a great time with her. But he told me that he had never even asked her to go with him, she had made that up to make Paul Holden jealous,"

A look of shock crossed Sally's face, which turned into a wide, shit-eating grin. "No way! Oh god, I knew he'd never ask out a socy-too-good-bitch like her! So what happened after?"

Gracie smiled at her friend's enthusiasm. "He said that he was planning on asking someone else to prom, me of course, but I didn't really catch that drift. So I asked him who it was and he got a bit frustrated because he didn't know how to tell me that he was talking about me.

I got defensive then and tried to storm out, and then he just... asked me,"

It took a moment for all the information to sink in before Sally started giggling like a child. "I don't really know what else I was expecting from you and Darry Curtis. It makes so much sense, though. You're both very.... stubborn," she chose her last word carefully.

"Hey!" Gracie bumped shoulders with her playfully. "But yeah it was really nice... it's just-" she sighed, looking down at her feet.

Sally scanned over her friends face as she spoke "oh no girl, 'it's just' what?". She knew Gracie all too well and this tone of voice worried her.

"It's just that now I'm so confused! Did he ask me to prom like romantically or as his best friend? You know that I've had a crush on him since junior high and I've been able to deal with it because I knew that he only saw me as a friend but now... I don't know!" She shrugged her shoulders.

Sally shrugged. "I guess you'll have to just figure it out then... don't stress yourself over it, alright? It's a school dance, at least try to have fun," she nodded. "And besides- at least you'll get to dance up real close to Mr. Hunky-captain-of-the-football -team,"

Her friend's last statement made Gracie giggle, pulling her out of her thoughts. "Yeah, he really is a stud isn't he?" she smiled, dreamingly

"Who really is a stud?" a deep voice spoke from behind the two girls, making them both turn on their heels. They looked up to see the shit-eating grin of a certain Darry Curtis who knew that they

were talking about him.

Sally scoffed, throwing her eyes up to the ceiling "Wouldn't you like to know, Curtis?"

She then turned to her friend. "If I'm late for AP lit again, Mr. Symes will put me in detention... catch ya later?" Sally smiled before walking away, leaving the other two stood there in silence.

Gracie raised her head, looking up at Darry's face. She held her books close to her chest. "Hey" she spoke.

"Hi," Darry stuffed his hands into the pockets of his jeans. He looked around, making sure that no teachers were in earshot before speaking again. "How set are you on going to class?"

Gracie was suprised by this statment, she had never known Darry as the type to skip school. "Not set at all, I didn't do the calculus homework," she chuckled, honestly.

The boy threw his head back in laughter at her lack of hesitation. "Alright c'mon then, milkshakes on me," he nodded his head towards the door.

Gracie smiled, walking near him as they exited the school "A large milkshake?" She asked, raising her eyebrows.

Darry rolled his eyes with a sarcastic smile. "Can't believe you just asked me

that," he muttered, as if a small milkshake was even an option.

Gracie knocked her shoulder onto his, both of them bursting into laugher as they slid into opposite sides of Darry's truck.

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"Alright- here's the strawberry shake," a young waitress with dark red curls placed a glass filled with light pink liquid, whipped cream and a cherry on top infront of Gracie. "And... here's the chocolate," she repeated the action, placing a drink infront of Darry.

"Thank you," Gracie smiled, knocking the waitress out of her prolonged gaze at Darry, who hadn't noticed and was putting a straw through the whipped cream atop of his milkshake.

The waitress returned the smile, her face growing red at the thought of getting caught staring at someone's boyfriend, before returning back into the kitchen.

Gracie giggled shaking her head, putting her own straw into her milshake. This caught Darry's attention, as he looked at the girl from the opposite side of the table. "What're you gigglin' about?"

"The waitress was just about picturing you doing her over this table," she spoke teasingly.

Her vulgar choice of words made Darry choke on his milkshake, his face turning as red as the cherry in his glass. "-excuse me?" He stuttered out eventually.

Gracie giggled at his shocked expression, a bit suprised at her own lack of filter. "C'mon, she was practically undressing you with her eyes... you really didn't notice?" She asked, putting her elbows on the table.

"No... I couldn't even tell you what she looked like," he admitted, shrugging his shoulders.

This made Gracie smile once more, shaking her head as she took a sip from her milkshake. If she had really thought about it, Darry never did seem to take an interest in very many girls at school... none at all, really. It wasn't from lack of interest either, if Gracie had a dime for every time she overheard girls talking about the things they'd let Darry to do to them, she'd be a millionare.

As she thought about the girls in school, another thought crossed her mind. "Wouldn't your coach kill ya if he found out you were skippin?" she asked, tilting her head to the side. "Or doin' anythin to lower your chances at that scholarship you've been working for?"

At the mention of the scholarship, Darry winced as if someone had held a lit cigarette to the back of his hand. "I don't have to worry about that anymore,"

"What- Darry what do you mean? You're the best football player I've ever seen, and you're smart too! I don't see why they wouldn't-" she started, only to be cut off mid-rant.

"They did... I got the scholarship Gracie" he clarified, looking into her eyes with a lost expression. "Well, I got a scholarship anyways,"

Gracie's eyes danced over the table infront of her, blinking as she figured out what he was trying to say. "It wasn't enough was it?"

Darry exhaled deeply, shaking his head and slumping his shoulders "Even with the money I've saved from working the DX at weekends, I'm nowhere even close,"

Looking at his defeated expression, Gracie slid out of her side of the booth and slid into his side, sitting close enough so that her their shoulders were touching. "I'm guessing you haven't told your folks then," she spoke after a few moments of silence.

Darry sighed, staring blankly infront of him. "No, they'd want me to go anyways, even if it meant they had to take out a loan. I can't let them do that Gracie, I can't let them go bankrupt because of me," he ran a hand through his hair.

Gracie watched as his hand glided through his hair. Darry wore his hair tightly cropped, like his dad did, and lightly waxed. He didn't wear it long and greasy like his brother Sodapop did, but he didn't quite wear it like is soc friends did either. It was a hidden symbol of his place in society: respected enough by socs to not be considered a greaser yet too poor to ever fully be cosidered a soc.

It was then that Gracie realised that Darry needed her right now. Any of his other friends would never understand what it feels like to be stuck for money.

Not knowing what she could say to make him feel better, she hooked her arm into his and rested her head on his shoulder.

The feeling of her touch was incredibly comforting to Darry. He turned to her, resting his forehead into the side of her head. "I don't know what I'm gonna do, Gracie," he mumbled, softly.

"You'll get through it, like you always do," she sighed, patting his arm. They both lifted their heads, looking at eachother. An idea crossed through Gracies mind, which then came out of her mouth before she could even finish thinking it.

"I mean, maybe you can discuss with your coach and the college scout about starting next year instead? Then you could work full time for a year and make the money you need" she spoke, glancing up at Darry.

He thought it through in his mind for a moment. "You think it could work?" He asked, genuinely.

Gracie shrugged. "You have to try... you deserve to have a good life, you deserve to get out of here and make something of yourself Darry," she spoke once more, looking into his eyes to make sure he knew that she meant every word.

He nodded. "You do too, Gracie. You deserve it more than anyone I know. You deserve something better than just working till you die like everyone else around here,"

"Yeah well..." she exhaled, an unhopeful expression on her face. "Who knows? Maybe I can be your personal photographer when you make it to the big leagues," she spoke, making Darry laugh at the idea of him going pro.

Gracie took the camera that hung around her neck and snapped a quick photo of Darry smiling widely. "I always get the best pictures of you," she mumbled.

"Of course you do," Darry nudged her with his shoulder. "Because you think I'm such a 'stud'" he spoke with an air of joking cockiness.

Gracie's mouth hung open like a codfish. "Oh shut up," she rolled her eyes, grabbing her milkshake from across the table and took a sip. "I will throw this over you," she threatened, hearing Darry's loud laughs echo across the diner.

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[novelmonger]

After a long delay (brought on by distractions as well as scurrying around with moving preparations), I finally got around to watching The Two Towers with the Design Team audio commentary, with Richard Taylor, Tania Rodger, Grant Major, Alan Lee, John Howe, Dan Hennah, and Chris Hennah.

Here are some new tidbits of information I've gleaned from it:

Richard Taylor's least favorite prosthetic work of the trilogy is that opening shot in TTT when Frodo starts awake and you can see his ear. Richard doesn't think the color-matching was done very well - but in their defense, I literally never noticed it in all the dozens of times I've watched this movie XD

When filming on location up in the mountains for Emyn Muil, people would go to lunch on ski lifts because there were ski resorts in the valleys XD

I never picked up on this (oops!), but the idea was that, though the Uruk-Hai were bred to be hardier and stronger than regular Orcs, the unnatural process of creating them meant that they age and deteriorate faster than regular Orcs. So when they're in the sunlight, their skin gets blotchy, their eyes get cataracts, and their hair starts turning grey.

When they burned the village in Rohan, they accidentally burnt one of their fake dead horses, which cost $2,000 to make. Also, there was one shot (which didn't get used) where the fire from one of the buildings suddenly shot out towards the camera, and the cameramen had to flee for their lives!

They specifically called for extras who actually knew how to chop down trees for the scene where the Orcs are cutting firewood at the edge of Fangorn. They ended up with a couple guys who were champion woodcutters - which I didn't know was a thing!

Richard Taylor said that if he could go back and redo one thing for TTT, it would be to redo the contact lenses for Snaga, because they ran out of time to make any themselves and had to just use commercial ones, and he didn't think they looked subtle enough. It's okay, Richard, I don't think anybody's noticed!

The way they made the inside of the Orcs' mouths black (because Orc blood is supposed to be black, so the reasoning is that no part of their bodies would be reddish or pinkish) was that they had a licorice-based mouthwash they would make every Orc actor swish around in their mouth before each take to blacken the inside of the mouth. And they would have to be careful not to get too much of it on their teeth, or the teeth would all get black too @_@

In the scene where the Three Hunters meet Eomer for the first time, they didn't want Karl Urban to wear the metal hero's helmet they'd made, since he had to dismount a horse. So the helmet he's wearing is made of urethane, but is designed and painted so well it looks like metal. The same goes for the horses' armor, because even leather will irritate a horse's skin when it's not accustomed to wearing anything on its face.

Richard Taylor points out that Gollum's hair is actually one of the most important elements of his design, because without it, he would just look like an alien. The straggles of hair humanizes him and helps us believe that he was once not so different from a Hobbit.

Weta hung a maquette of the fell beast from the sprinkler system, until one time the building was getting an inspection and they had to take it down ^^'

There were 350 sets planned for the whole shoot, though in practice, of course, they ended up doing a lot more work than that, what with rearranging certain sets like the Fangorn ones to make the locations seem bigger than the space they were actually filmed in.

A year before they started shooting anything at the Edoras location, they contacted local farmers and asked them to grow wheat for them, so they would have enough to thatch all the buildings. Because some of the wheat still had seeds, some of them started sprouting during the shooting. I haven't seen it, but apparently there's one shot where you can see a bit of green growing on one of the roofs - unintentional, but it adds an extra element of authenticity to the scene.

They built the indoor stable set close to the mountain where they built Edoras, thinking that surely there would be at least a day or two where the weather wouldn't permit them to shoot at Edoras. But there was no inclement weather the whole time they were shooting there, so they didn't end up needing the stables after all. So they had to break down the stable set and take it all back to Wellington to use later.

To make the rabbits that Gollum hunts, they got rabbit skins and stuffed them with something like gelatin or Turkish delight, so Andy Serkis could get at it with his teeth through a hole in the skin and pull it out like he's eating the guts. I don't think I ever really thought about it before, but I guess I always sort of assumed Andy Serkis was just miming it and they filled it in with CG or something.

They hired a traditional saddle-maker to originally make about 25 saddles for the main actors, thinking they would only need him for that and then let him go. But he ended up working for them full-time to make all the saddles, work on repairs, etc.!

Helm's Deep was the first drawing Alan Lee worked on for the movies, and it was also the first miniature they made.

For Treebeard's leaves, they had to outsource leaves from China to get the right look and shape, but then they weren't the right color, and they couldn't afford to have the factory in China paint them. So there was one guy who spent months hand-painting all the leaves that would go onto Treebeard's body @_@ This is the kind of above-and-beyond work that makes LotR so incredible, I think.

The Forbidden Pool wasn't supposed to be so murky; they designed the bottom of the pool with all of these rocks painted to make it look deeper than it actually was. They had trouble with the water foaming, because there are detergents in paint, so whenever you have water running over a painted surface, you run the risk of the water foaming up. But they ran out of time to figure out how to get the water to flow clean so you could actually see into the bottom :'(

Richard Taylor's least favorite piece of armor was the extra shoulder guards they gave Legolas for Helm's Deep. They wanted to show him also adding some extra armor like the others, but also wanted him to be immediately recognizable in wide shots. Richard Taylor thinks they compromised too much - they should have committed to either more or less. Personally? I never even noticed it was any different ^^'

They were struggling to get the Elf extras to march in time with each other, but what they discovered was that if they told them all to hold their bows exactly upright, the concentration it took to keep the bows in position actually helped them all march in sync with each other! Funny how little things like that work with our brains.

If I understood correctly, that one Uruk at Helm's Deep who screams with a really wide mouth in a close-up is actually an animatronic?! It was the first thing they built and shot for the demo they showed New Line to convince them they could make this project, but actually the last thing they shot for the final version of the movie.

The Uruk crossbows were made from timber that was leftover from some repairs in the workshop XD

Okay, here's a bit of lore that never really comes out in the movie: The berserkers, the Uruks who are first off the ladders (or like the suicide bomber guy carrying the torch to the wall), were designed with the thought that their helmets are filled with human blood before being forced onto their heads, so they'll be filled with bloodlust and be fiercer when they fight.

The greens department was too good at their job! Sometimes, they would dress the set with all the rocks and bits of grass and other things like that to be ready for the shoot, and it would look so natural that when other crewmembers would come in to set up, they would park their trucks and equipment on a part of the set that had been painstakingly dressed for filming!

There was a Gore and Injury team that was responsible for all of the makeup for blood and that kind of thing, and they were all very proud of their jobs. The truck they used to cart all of their buckets of fake blood and slime used to be a fruit and vegetable truck, and it still had the logo on the side that said "Fruity" XD

"We ended up making blood in huge quantities." - excellent out-of-context quote XD

(I feel like I've heard parts of this, but not all of it.) The first battering ram they made for Helm's Deep was way too heavy for stunt guys wearing full armor and also trying to act. But the second battering ram they made was too light! So with the third attempt, they made it lighter with a hollow middle where they could put sandbags to adjust the weight to get it just right. But the sandbags would move around as the ram was lifted, so they had to put barriers ("bulkheads" I think was the word used) inside to keep the sandbags from all bunching up at one end or the other.

Richard Taylor observed that actors and stunt people are actually more dangerous with the rubbery stunt weapons than they are with the real, "hero" weapons. With the sword made out of real metal with a sharp edge, they're cognizant of how dangerous it is, so they're more careful with it. But if you give someone a rubber sword, they'll whack the living daylights out of everybody XD

One of the challenges of using a miniature for the flooding of Isengard is that water doesn't scale very well. Because of water's surface tension and other physics factors, if you shoot water flooding a miniature, it will be immediately obvious that the water is too "big" for the objects it's flooding. So, ironically, they had to put a digital layer of water over the real water they filmed to make it look more realistic.

I can't remember if this was mentioned in the Director/Writer commentary or not, but back when LotR was originally envisioned as two movies, Peter Jackson wanted a dramatic moment with Frodo to end the first movie, and so for a time they floated the idea of one of the Nazgul on a fell beast coming to Amon Hen when Frodo puts the Ring on. John Howe talks about this, and how it's actually not as far from the book as you might originally think, since in the book, Frodo puts on the Ring on the Seat of Seeing and catches a glimpse of some flying creature heading his way. In the book, he takes the Ring off in time so the creature doesn't actually find him, but the idea was to have the Nazgul arrive in the movie. Thankfully, that didn't end up being necessary because they were able to make three movies.

The scene after the battle of Helm's Deep where Legolas and Gimli meet up and figure out who won the competition was John Rhys-Davies' first day on set??? He wasn't used to the prosthetics on his face yet, so he'd sweated a lot and it had become detached and left a weird wrinkle in his forehead. So they had Gino Acevedo, one of the prosthetics people, lying hidden amongst the orc corpses, holding onto a string or something attached to the prosthetic, pulling on it to try to keep it taut against John's forehead. I watch the scene, and I can't even imagine that happening off-screen @_@

In the Flotsam and Jetsam scene, the props guy came up to Dan Hennah before shooting was supposed to start, frantic because the apples weren't floating. Dan was like, "What? No, apples float!" but the guy tossed an apple into the water and it sank. So they hastily tried to come up with a solution, thinking they'd have to core a bunch of apples and stuff them with polyurethane to get them to float. But Dan was still positive that apples floated. So then he grabbed an apple and tossed it into the water...and it floated. And so did the next one, and the next. Eventually, they figured out what the problem was: There were some wax apples among the props that were so lifelike that the prop guy thought they were real apples, but the wax ones were heavy enough that they sank. So they could just use real apples in the scene. But they did have to stuff the turkey with polyurethane so it would float.

They ended up making 139 different versions of Frodo and Sam's packs @_@ They had to make different packs for different stages of the journey, because of weathering and eventually them carrying less and less in the packs as they get to Mordor. Then they had to make twice as many, because they also needed scaled-down versions for the scale doubles.

[2-toons-2-twists]

Dear Rodger… a source informed me that your first defensive use of your eye laser was against a… twisted pebble?

Ah, yes, my first use of my laser was against a Twisted Pebble.

I was.. backed into a corner. I was panicking since I had two Twisteds surrounding me. You may think that I could've easily escaped, but I'm afraid I lost the ability to run.

You could also say that I could have turned into a capsule which, fair, that is a good observation to make. In my defense, I was panicking too much that I have began to overthink the possibilities.

When the Twisted Pebble was about to kill me... I did it. Glass hot and eye wide, I shot a laser at the Twisted. I... didn't think it would actually do that much damage, even melting part of it's face off. I... may have killed it.

[masterandapprentice]

Ahahaha but Pat xD

*Aaron Rodgers gets hurts by Bill's defense*

*Patrick Mahomes tweets inmediately*

That's ok baby, don't worry, we still love you :3

Sorry, I need to take it light while knowing if Aaron's injury is serious ):

Also, X is getting hilarious with all the Jets tweets about the situation lol sorry!

[detective-rodger-e]

FLOOR 2- TWISTEDS: TISHA+SHRIMPO HEALTH: 3/3 HEARTS STATUS: Still alive and safe, discovered Tisha still has her obsession with cleaning even when twisted. Rodger used this to distract her and get away after being spotted. It was successful.

(OOC. I mayyy have forgotten to do this for floor one. In my defense I slept till 1pm my time and have been tired all day somehow so oopsies!)