#Prince of Pennsylvania

[valenli]

A Flat Coated Retriever anyone? He's literally the cutest..

[casuallyobssessed]

Rupert Marshetta is one of keanu's best roles he's ever played because he didn't even have to act. he just showed up weird and ready

[creepycakez]

UHHH RUPERT MARSHETTA DOODLE

sorry shawtys but i did not like this movie it just made me go no but heres my RUPERT 🥰🥰🥰🥰 KEASNU REVS 😍😍😍😍 HIS ATROCIOUS HAIRCUT 😇😇😇😇😇

“ohhh but the movie wasn’t actually that bad” SHUT UP!! FLASHBANG GRENADE 💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥

[keanuphile]

Prince of Pennsylvania

[they-are-so-gender]

[hanksypanksyblog]

The Prince of Pennsylvania: The Side Mullet

The boys head on over to Nowheresville, PA with this week's episode, featuring 1988's Prince of Pennsylvania and yer boi Keanu Reeves. Strap on a helmet and head on down to the podcast mines, because the dudes have jokes including: The blood kiss, a suspicious haircut, some truly awful poetry, a certain amorous trailer and money in the butt hut.

Listen on Spotify!

[stiwfssr]

[keanuree-ves]

Keanu Reeves in The Prince Of Pennsylvania 1988

[labyrinthaze]

Cruel Summer and The Archer shot on film

[fagforfrank]

Hes my princess of Pennsylvania ♡

[queenoftheblacksky]

WWE WrestleMania 40 (April 6, 2024)

[casuallyobssessed]

truly don't know what I'll do if they ever take the Prince of Pennsylvania off of YouTube 😮‍💨 this is my silly little comfort movie and I don't want to have to pull out my silly little vhs player and buy it on tape just to watch it 😔

[its-my-favorite-things]

I watched The Prince of Pennsylvania recently and decided to make a few Rupert Marshetta gifs

[keanuphile]

Prince of Pennsylvania

[alistair-theirins-tits]

If you're a Keanu fan please submit Rupert from prince of Pennsylvania. For me

Submissions Open!

Guidelines:

Submissions through FORM ONLY!

Multiple submissions allowed, but only submit a character once!

Mark any spoilers!

Submissions close March 22! (unless I get too many, then it will be earlier)

Requirements:

They have to be from something (like a show or game) and I can find them on the internet (no ocs)

Please no Minecraft youtubers/skins

Please no real people, including streamers and youtubers (unless they’re REALLY funny)

Have to make you go “They are so fucking gender” or “I wish that was MY gender”

Their actual gender doesn’t matter

Would prefer them to be humanoid, but doesn't have to be

Link :)

Inspired by @mad-scientist-showdown @aroaceswagcompetition @bluehairpronounsbracket @transfemswagbracket @transmascswagbracket @sleepsmackdown @best-kirby-character-tournament @he-would-not-fucking-say-that @askeletonwar @fashiondisastertournament @thecatfight2023 @slime-showdown and many more

[97keanu]

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...