#Rupert Cambell-Black

[denimbex1986]

'...Ripley (Netflix)

This psychological thriller stars Andrew Scott as Tom Ripley, a young man hired by a wealthy businessman to try to persuade his son Dickie (Johnny Flynn) to return home from Italy. But Ripley has other motives in a story that becomes darker and darker, with themes of jealousy and betrayal coming to the surface. It's based on the Patricia Highsmith novel The Talented Mr Ripley, and was adapted in 1999 for cinema in a film starring Matt Damon and Jude Law.

(Tbc)

Rivals (Disney+)

The roguish Rupert Campbell-Black (Alex Hassell) became one of author Jilly Cooper's most famous characters after his introduction in the book Riders. This sequel to that story sees Rupert becoming involved in the TV business, where he comes up against David Tennant's formidable and ruthless Tony Baddingham. The cast also includes Aidan Turner as TV presenter Declan O'Hara, and Danny Dyer as millionaire businessman Freddie Jones.

(Tbc)...'

[martinluvrr]

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[luminescenc1e]

Another way they differ—regardless of what anyone else might think of him. Rupert had always been certain of what he wanted and relentless in getting it. There was always another goal on the horizon, another conquest to chase, never quite satisfied with what was already in his grasp. A habit, a curse, that had cost him dearly before. Satisfaction eluded him, as did any real appreciation for the present. He was forever caught in the tug-of-war between past regrets and future ambitions, while the moment at hand slipped through his fingers.

The server returns, setting their food before them, and then vanishes, leaving them to their own devices. He takes a bite, not because he’s hungry but because it gives his hands something to do while his focus remains fixed on her. He listens, utterly absorbed, though he’s distracted in the worst possible way. Her lips move as she speaks, and his gaze flickers between that and the way her eyes shift, catching the light, or the play of golden streaks in her hair, or the elegance of her fingers.

He feels unmoored, like a boy trying to hold onto the semblance of control. And the more he grasps for it, the more it slips away. Rupert Campbell-Black, of all people, losing the upper hand. The irony of it. He had always dictated how things went—how he felt, how others felt, and what the outcome would be. Anything less was unacceptable. Anything too serious, and it was no longer fun. But this—this feeling was a dangerous exception. It thrilled and unnerved him in equal measure.

“Not a bad thing,” he says at last, leaning back as if the movement might give him an air of casual detachment. It doesn’t work. “In fact, it’s good. Not knowing what you want to do gives you freedom. You can try anything, everything. And if cooking is what you want now, then that’s exactly what you should do.”

He says it lightly, careful not to sound pushy or prescriptive. She knows her mind, and more than anything, he wants to know it too. All of it. He wants to dive headfirst into the labyrinth of her thoughts—the big ones, the trivial ones, the ones she barely gives voice to. It’s a ridiculous craving, like some karmic joke. Punishment, perhaps. Or a blessing. Though he’s not convinced he deserves the latter.

“This part of the country isn’t exactly a hub for wild nightlife,” he adds, swirling his drink with idle precision. “What about London? What were you like there? Parties? Clubs? Or was it something else entirely?”

His words are casual, but beneath the surface, something much deeper stirs. This feels different. New. He’s come close to this kind of vulnerability before, but never quite like this. It’s unsettling. And yet, he can’t bring himself to let it go.

taggie almost knocks the colored pencils display when his hand grabs hers. it is such a small thing. oh, girls her age are tired of hand-holding, pouncing to move on to grander things, but she swoons, cheeks flushing with pleasure. it is rougher than she remembered from their dance; there had been so much going on that day she didn't realize lord rupert campbell-black has calloused hands just like her.

the hour goes by in a blur of pencil and protests. she reaches for the middle-shelf items; not cheap, but the sturdy ones that last forever without burning her pocket, but he doesn't hear of it.

a battle rages inside her chest when they leave. years of pinching pennies, of being an independent o'hara woman, make her uncomfortable with the purchase. it was unnecessary, and she wants to march back into the shop and exchange everything, but another part of her, one that's been quiet all her life, driven to the bottom of her chest from never getting a chance to speak, whispers for her to enjoy it. it is one purchase. and to tell the truth... she enjoyed it.

❛⠀ you better know there is no chance in hell you're paying. i told you earlier i was gonna buy you something to eat to thank you properly for the ride. ❜ if she mentions his behaviour earlier, she knows he'll double down, nearly as stubborn as her. order the most expensive item on the menu to prove something, but she's spent her entire life making herself heard with limited words. ❛⠀ and i don't want to hear a word. ❜

it is a compromise.

❛⠀ well... i don't know, really. i love cooking, and i really do enjoy catering. i get to set my hours, run my own kitchen, meet people. it's real nice, and i didn't like working at a restaurant. ❜ eyes drift towards the street, musing. ❛⠀ i know i should want to have my own place one day, that's what is expected. be your own boss, your own master, but i want to cook. bas is always complaining about all the busy work of the cafe, ❜ she says, pausing to take a sip of her tea, a smile growing over the rim. ❛⠀ b-but... he could be trying to knock down the competition. ❜

there is so much to consider, and not enough hours in her to reach anything resembling a decision. this is the longest she's spoken about it. actually, it is the first time she's put her thoughts into words.

❛⠀ i don't know. is that bad? not knowing? ❜

[someofusarequeer]

They're out there now!!! The people have heard and they are working on it!!!!

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