#Shout! Factory TV

[nugulover69]

Any recommendation of sentai with "bratty/asshole-ish red" type? I love bratty reds.... Gira's a special case because while he's not "bratty" I love his tears and sufferings haha

Extremely good ask Anon, I have a few reccs

Jan - Gekiranger

Feral cat boy (as in "literally raised by tigers" feral) SUPER BRATTY especially early on. he does become less bratty over the course of the show as part of his character arc (his domestication arc if you will) but its a really well done character arc. mega genki and utterly precious. also he has the speech pattern of a toddler. you'd think that would be annoying but it only adds to his kitty charm

Gekiranger also just a great show I'd recommend it to anyone

In fact here's more Jans to peer pressure you into watching it

Sosuke - Go-onger

Absolute menace to society. def in the "asshole" category of red, massive ego and braindead stupid. I mean all of the go-ons are stupid, that's their in-canon strength as a team, but he's like "undiagnosed CTE/chimpanzee on adderall" type stupid. and violent! utter bastard love him dearly

These last 2 reds aren't bratty or mean BUT they do suffer a lot and I wanna recommend these shows anyways

Red - Gaoranger

Yes his name is Red, the gaos refer to each other by their colors not their government names. moderately genki, a wee bit dumb and just plain strange. and hoooo boy does he get his shit rocked. all the gaos get their shit rocked, often out-of-suit and for several real world minutes at a time. several members die. they get better tho. I won't say which ones

Gaoranger is my personal favorite midtier sentai. barely a plot and zero character progression but its a fun brainless watch. even better to watch one handed wink wonk

Yamato - Zyuohger

Opposite of bratty and mean, he's super accommodating and nice almost to the point of being a pushover and his genki attitude is very obviously a mask, not helped by his teammates being a bunch of ornery animals (literal) plus a needy, emotionally volatile sixth. also mans got daddy issues. and mommy issues. and uncle issues. Yamato's suffering is just as mental as it is physical. and plenty of physical suffering is had

Zyuohger actual good show as well, even when not accounting for the plentiful ryona

Also I haven't watched dekaranger yet (I hear its just Fine) but I do know dekared is absolutely batshit. like dropkicking his teammates type batshit. if anyone wants to recommend more bratty/cunt reds from sentais I haven't seen yet to Anon, speak your truth x

[intrepidradish]

Does anyone have a picture of the original Scorpius design/maquette that Brian Henson keeps mentioning in the fandemonium? I can't find it from googling but would love to see it. He has described it as too ambitious and bug-like with a mechanical head.

I don't want to go to twitter with this ask but godammit, I will

[brokehorrorfan]

Sawbones has been released on Blu-ray by Scream Factory. Limited to 1,500, the 1995 made-for-TV horror-thriller is available for $29.98 exclusively from Shout Factory.

Catherine Cyran directs from a script by Sam Montgomery (U-571, Breakdown). Adam Baldwin, Nina Siemaszko, and Barbara Carrera star. Roger Corman executive produces.

Sawbones has been newly scanned in 2K from the original negative with 2.0 Mono DTS-HD Master Audio. The only special feature is the trailer.

Special features:

Trailer

A former medical intern turned sadistic killer is on the loose … and only one woman knows his true identity. Can she stop him in time before she becomes his next "patient?"

[private-g-shumway]

ALF News!

So today, it was announced that this Saturday (July 29), an ALF marathon will be running on Ryan Reynold's Maximum Effort channel.

But...There's more.

There will be commercials inserted into the marathon which are called "Maximum Moments", and it features new footage of ALF and his new caretaker, Eric (Tanner?). The commercials are basically like a modern reboot of the ALF sitcom, and they're pretty good.

Link for the commercials: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yqjUxGb3DkQ

An article from Collider reporting about the commercials: https://collider.com/alf-maximum-effort-channel/

I'm pretty excited for this. In the article above, Reynolds says something about "Bringing ALF back to life". Can't wait to see if they do anything else with the franchise and the character!

P.S.

In one of the commercials, Eric says that Gordon is over 300 years old. Canonically, Gordon was born on October 28, 1756, which makes him 266. Why do I care about the correctness of this commercial? I have no idea. But please, Paul Fusco, Ryan Reynolds, Shout Factory TV, if you're planning on rebooting this sitcom, get his age correct. It kinda bothers me that its not correct, so I just wanted to put it out there.

[makiruz]

Ah! For my friends in the US, Pluto TV also has options for you; probably more because SHOUT Factory has it's TokuSHOUTsu channel on Pluto too, and they have a lot more licenses.

Link here: https://pluto.tv/live-tv/tokushoutsu

[jackieblood1]

Join us will you... As we ‘The Horror Fans’ celebrate a Blatty Day on his birthday. I MUAH your GHOUL of Horrors will be in the chat watching #Exorcist3 with other Blatty Fans.

[robotpals]

Évidence that I’m staying at the greatest hotel of all time

[mp0625]

Pass the Cranberries

Oscar Piastri x reader

Taglist. Masterlist.

A/N: To everyone that voted Oscar you were correct! Happy Thanksgiving to those who celebrate!!

“So I’m meeting your parents today?” Oscar asked, looking at you from the passenger seat.

“Yes, and my brother and sister, my grandparents on both sides, my aunt and uncle from my mom’s side and my great aunt and uncle will be there Thursday.” You list keeping your eyes on the road watching for deer as you wind down the country road.

“How much farther?” He questions after you hit another pothole.

“We are here!” You said as you pull off the larger dirt road onto a smaller one lane dirt road.

“So this is where you grew up?” He looked over at you questionly.

“Yup, born and raised.”

“When was the last time you were here?”

“Weekend before Vegas, while you were at the factory Zac let me go home early, I was able to do most of the work from home.” You said as you go farther up the driveway, as you pass a barn you mention. “That barn is one my great grandpa built, that we used to house cows. But now my mom wants to fix it up and create an air BnB.” As you pull up to the house you put the car in park, and you pop the trunk. As you are getting your suitcases out of the car you hear the front door open.

“Y/N” “Come hear I missed you!” Your mom is now standing on the front porch.

“You saw me two weeks ago.” You said as you walked over to give her a hug.

“Oh, me and your dad saw you on TV, they showed the analysts on the McLaren pit wall and we recognized you.” Your mom said holding you at arm's length. “Come inside, it’s chilly out here. Can I get y’all a drink?” She said opening the front door. As Oscar comes up the stairs behind you carrying your bag.

“Thank you.” Giving him a kiss on the cheek, you grab your bag from him and head inside.

The next morning, as you are drinking your coffee on the front porch. You hear mom call, “Y/N, can you run up to the gas station and grab a couple bags of ice? Please.”

“Yes ma’am.” You said standing up finishing your last sip of coffee. “Oscar, do you want to go with me? It’s about a 20 minute ride there and back.”

“Sure, let me grab my jumper.” He said heading into the house.

Once y’all were on y’all way back Oscar broke the comfortable silence by saying. “I didn’t realize you grew up this far out of town.”

“Yeah it was a little hard to do sports and stuff, but I loved it and wouldn’t have it any other way.” You said with a smile.

Once you pull in and get the ice unloaded. Your mom asks Oscar. “Can you help me with the mashed potatoes by peeling the potatoes? Please.”

“Sure.” He says coming into the kitchen. After a few minutes he asks. “Hey Y/N, am I doing this right?” Showing you a half peeled potatoe.

“Yeah, it looks perfect.” You said.

Thursday morning Oscar woke up to absolute chaos, you and your mom running around putting pots on the stove and turning crock pots on and firing up the smoker, even though y’all did most of the cooking yesterday. As you were putting the green beans on you heard someone pulling up the gravel driveway. You hear your dad shout from the front porch, “They’re here.” After everyone comes in and says hi and gets hugs, y’all settle on the couch and catch up while your aunt puts her food in the oven to keep warm.

In the middle of dinner You and Oscar were talking about one of the races from earlier this year, to your aunt. You hear your sister start up. “They Shouldn’t have done that, that's what caused him to crash!”

“You're just saying that because he’s your favorite.” Your brother shouted back.

“No I’m not.”

“Yes you are.”

“No I’m not.”

As they continue to get louder you start to call their names but they aren't listening so you have to resort to. “Will you please pass the cranberries?” “Will you please pass the cranberries?” “Please pass the cranberries!” You said hitting your hands on the table after every word.

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[sunny44]

All these years (Part 10)

Pairing: Charles Leclerc x Ex girlfriend Reader

Warnings: just fluff stuff

Summary: Separated by a disagreement, Charles and Y/n meet again after years apart and all the feelings they had repressed come flooding back.

Previous Chapter

The sun in Maranello shone brightly on that Sunday morning as Charles and I got ready to head out. Charles, Matilda, and I were dressed in Ferrari gear, ready for the race.

Matilda wore her tiny Ferrari jumpsuit, looking around the room with curious eyes as we gathered our things to leave.

Charles laughed, adjusting Matilda's tiny Ferrari cap on her head.

"Ready for your first race, little champion?"

I smiled at the scene and took the opportunity to capture a photo of the two of them, seizing a moment when they were both smiling, their dimples showing.

"She's going to steal the show today, Charles," I said. He smiled.

"Well, she's got the Leclerc charm."

With Matilda securely strapped into her car seat, we headed to the famous Monza racetrack. We could have stayed closer, but Charles needed to attend to some matters at the factory, which was why we were in Maranello.

Arriving at Monza, the vibrant atmosphere of the racetrack was contagious. Matilda was nestled in Charles's arms, and her curious eyes took in everything around her. We took a detour behind the paddock since she was still very young, and we didn't want her to be startled by all the fans' cheering. Surprisingly, she seemed to be embracing it all, laughing as we walked through the paddock with people shouting around.

Fred saw us and smiled, coming over.

"You're the spitting image of your dad, you know," he said to her, and she smiled, reaching out her arms to him. "And you've got your mom's charisma."

"How are you, Fred?"

"Better now with our top fan here," he said, looking at her. "Glad you could make it."

"Yeah, I missed all of this."

"And how's life as a mom been?"

"It's been great, actually. She's hardly any trouble, and it's been much better than I imagined."

"Good to know," he smiled, handing her back to Charles. "See you in the garage in a bit. Take care." We said our goodbyes and continued walking.

"She's definitely your number one fan."

"I'm sure of that too."

In the Ferrari box, Charles, now in his racing suit, held Matilda as he discussed strategy with his team. I captured spontaneous photos of the two amidst the focused energy of the team preparing for the race.

The moment arrived for the race to begin, and Matilda was so tired that she was dozing off in her stroller while I watched the cars line up on the grid on the TVs in the garage. The anticipation in the air was palpable as the engines roared to life, signaling the start of the race.

It was an epic race, with Charles finishing first, followed by Lewis and Max. Mati was already awake, so we went to the fences to watch the podium. The team's staff surrounded us, protecting us from the crowd, and I deeply appreciated them for doing so.

When they called his name, everyone started shouting, and even with the noise-canceling headphones, she saw everything and started screaming and waving her arms joyfully as soon as she saw her dad up there.

Charles was already very happy, but as soon as he saw her, his smile widened even more.

After the trophy presentation and the champagne shower, Matilda and I returned to the garage. Since it was time for her to eat again, I sat on Charles's bed and began breastfeeding her.

"Hi, my love." He came in all wet and smiled upon seeing his almost asleep baby nursing at the same time. "Looks like someone's tired."

"Yeah, she held up really well. She even slept for about half an hour during the race, but it was a restless sleep, so I don't think she rested much."

"You have no idea how happy I am that you two are here, having you both with me, and seeing her cheer excitedly from up there was the highlight of my weekend."

"We're happy to be here too. I missed all of this," I smiled at him and felt that Matilda had fallen asleep, so I laid her down and left him halfway up in case she threw up.

"Well, I'm going to take a shower, do the interviews, and then we can go out for dinner if you want." He gave me a peck and went into the bathroom.

I lay on his bed and adjusted Matilda on my chest, took a picture of her there, and started checking social media to distract myself.

After finishing all the commitments, our day ended with a family dinner at a small restaurant, and then we returned to the hotel to sleep and headed back to Monaco the next day.

Bonus scene!

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“Matilda’s first race.”

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[chubbycelebs]

My Chocolate Factory Experience (pt 4 -final part)

The doors open back to the world. We hear shouting and cheering and cameras flashing. We take a step forward and the crowd gasps. “What happened in there?” “My goodness they are huge!” “Is that Declan? Bloody hell he was so skinny. Look at that belly!” “Wow Jamie has packed it on. I’m surprised he can still fit into his clothes.” The audience reactions made us both laugh. 

3 months later…

*ding dong* The doorbell rings to my apartment. “Just leave it by the door!” I shout out. I hear the rustling of paper bags as the delivery man puts down by the front door. I don’t like to be seen much since leaving the factory. It’s propelled me and Jamie into fame and that’s not what either of us want. Inescapable fame. At the start after a week or two of us leaving, I would be walking around town and I’d have paparazzi following me everywhere. Snapping photos making the front page of the next morning magazine: “Declan fattened beyond belief” “That’s what you get when you gobble down sweets!” “New clothes, same waistline”. It was relentless. Didn’t help that I hadn’t heard from Jamie at all. I thought after I’d become some lazy fatty for him he’d stay with me but turns out he didn’t want any of it. I was walking around to try and lose some weight, possibly go back to my skinny twink body but that’s gone to shit. Due to all the paparazzi and the name calling and the shaming and the ignorance of it all I decided I’d just stay in my apartment. I was cursed with now having a diet of fast food that was delivered to my doorstep 3 to 6 times a day. Obviously this didn’t help my body. As I walked to the front door I caught a glimpse on the mirror by the stairs of my body. I was stood in my underwear as this was the only item of clothing that fit me now and even then dig deep and hard into my hips. My face looked like it had melted as my jawline was now one with my fat neck. My arms were thicker and jiggled if I moved them too fast. My chubby fingers which were only good for shoving food into my fat face now. My chest was soft and slightly dropping now, my nipples growing wider and more sensitive as my chest was becoming huge moobs. My belly was really rounding out now. It stuck out far and even started to sag round the top band of my underwear. My belly button was deep and my love handles were wide and wobbled at every move. My ass and thighs filled my underwear to the point they were pretty much see through, not that there was much to see now. My fat pad had grown and my huge dick was getting smaller by the day. my thickened legs held up my fat body as I plopped around my apartment. I slapped my belly and shook it as I turned round to get my food. “Fuck me” I thought. “What have I done to my self”. Obviously once the food was in my fat piggy hands, I spent the next few minutes stuffing my face full of it all. I got enough food to feed a family of 5 and yet my belly still yearned for more. That was something I had noticed leaving the factory: never being full since. I had spent so trying to make my self full again and nothing is filling me up like it used to. It was like the food at Wonka’s had transformed me into an ever eating machine, constantly wanting to stuff my face. As I finished my meal I gave my greasy belly a good shake and let out a deep belch that made my double chin shake.

As I was laying on my sofa, sausage fingers down my underwear trying to please my self, I noticed a pink folded under my tv that I hadn’t seen in ages. It was my photo book of all the people I used to stuff before I went to Wonkas. My heart skipped a beat with excitement as I reached for it. I had completely forgotten I had this little project. I opened it up. There were photos of so many fat men that I had stuffed right here in this apartment. I would get them to pose showing off their expanded bodies. My dick pushed tight against my restraining underwear. I could feel the pressure mounting. I flicked through them and noticed a few where I would get in the photo, both of us naked and showing the contrast between my twink body and their hog like bodies. I saw how tight my skin was over my abs, my neat pecks and toned arms and legs. I looked at how my belly rolled over onto the top of my thighs and my chest now sat atop my bulging belly like a tier cake. I really had become one of my hogs. I had a mix of guilt, sadness, embarrassment but also intense proudness, so turned on and satisfied that this is what I had turned into.

*ding dong* The doorbell? It was 12am and I hadn’t ordered any food. Or I don’t think I did. It was probably some journalists who wanted to talk to me about how I’ve let my self go and what happened how did I get to be so fucking huge. I decided to ignore it. *ding dong ding dong* there was a sense of urgency now. Not only was the door bell going but they were banging on the door to be let in. Usually journalists are much more polite, like to act sweet before they poke fun at you. This was someone different. I started standing up when I heard a huge rip in my underwear. “Oh shit. My last pair” I said reaching round to feel the damage. I had split them right down my arse and round to the bottom of my balls which were now starting to fall out of my underwear and on show. I started looking around frantically looking for something that would cover my body. All there were was old clothes that were split and covered in food. That’s when I notice the huge paper bag my food came in. I sighed as I realised what I had to do. I ripped a hole in the bottom of the bag and stepped into it. I wriggled it up until it got to my ass. I had to be careful here. I didn’t wanna rip it. I sucked in and clenched my ass as slipped the huge greasy paper bag over my fat body. It barely fit my body. I knew I couldn’t breathe out or the bag wound burst. The knocking and door bell ringing was getting more inpatient. “Alright I’m coming I’m coming shit” I said waddling to the door, trying not to rip it. I unlocked the door and was met with a familiar face. “Jamie” I said with a sigh. I let go of my breath. My belly fell forwards and the bag split right down the middle. My huge fat naked body was now on full display to Jamie. “Fuck I’m so sorry come in come in quick” I said rushing to cover my nob with my hands. I was fucked now. Nothing to cover me. But as Jamie came into the light, I noticed that all he was wearing was a huge sheet of black material and it was a large sheet as well. Now in the light I could see the two was bigger than when he left the factory 3 months ago. 

We made our way to the living room where we both sat down on the sofa. I felt I had to be the one to break the ice as I was the one sat naked across from him. “To get it out the way, yes I have put on some extra weight. I don’t like leaving the house and I’m always hungry so yes that’s why I’ve got tits now and sat naked across from you. How bout you then huh?” I ask not hiding the fact I was pissed off that we hadn’t spoke for 3 months and then he arrives at my apartment with no notice. I can see him fiddling with his fingers before taking off the large piece of black material. I thought I was fat. Jamie was huge. That chubby boy I met over 3 months ago was no more, I was in the presence of a hog. Jamie’s chest sat comfortably atop his huge gut which stuck out far and wide. It dropped over where his waist band would be. His ass was huge and covered in cellulite that carried on down his huge legs. “Well this is me Dec. I’m huge. And I can’t stop eating.”

“Oh my god” I say my mouth agape as I’m left to look at Jamie’s huge naked body on full display. My dick almost goes instantly hard and it was on show for him to see. I can see that even Jamie was getting turned on at this encounter, even though his dick was buried under all his fat. He truly did enjoy me fat. All those nights of me stressing about my expanding body was all for nothing because he still liked me fat. I felt a weight lift off my shoulders and a smile cracked across my face. 

“I didn’t get in contact because I was scared. I was scared that whatever happened in the factory was just gonna stay in the factory. I didn’t realise that you actually like me big. But as I kept eating and growing uncontrollably because of food in the factory well I knew I had to come see you. I must say though I thought you would’ve lost some of the weight so it’s nice to see you all soft and jiggly.” Jamie moves forward towards me. I feel my heart pounding as our bellies touch, the hairs on our guts stroking each others. 

“You’re such a fucking stupid pig Jamie” I say as I wrap my arms around him and make out with him. We spent the whole night eating, rubbing, jiggling, teasing, moaning, groaning and fucking. By the time the sun started to rise we both were covered in sweat, making out jiggly rolls glisten in the sunrise. We both laid on the floor panting and rubbing our very very full guts. Yet we still could eat more. “I’m still hungry Jamie” I say between gasps for air. 

“Me too. I’ve never been full since leaving the factory. Oh what I would do to go back there.” Jamie starts to rub his belly in circles. We sit in silence for a bit before an idea comes to mind. 

“Jamie. Why don’t we go tonight when it gets dark. Wonka said we could go back whenever we wanted and if it’s dark we don’t have to worry about people seeing us.” 

Jamie rolls over and looks at me, his belly spilling forward on the floor in front of him. “I’m down.”

We thought it be best to at least have clothes to wear as we wandered the streets to the factory. We ordered some to be delivered to our house in the biggest size we could get. Once they arrived we tried them on. My clothes fit me fine maybe even a bit big in places. The round shape of my belly could still be seen and my ass still made it clear it was there but other than that I was concealed. Jamie’s clothes were filled up a bit more. His shirt covered his huge belly but didn’t hide it. He was very clearly fat still. 

Nightfall came and we left the flat. We walked through the town and to the factory at the edge of the village. We got to the front gates. We didn’t really know what to do at this point. Didn’t know how to get in at this hour but then the creaking of the gates started sounding. They both opened and lead us through to the front door. The same happened here and the front door opened for us. Here was the familiar corridor we walked down before just now without any lights on. There was no one to be seen. Not any of 

Wonka’s workers or even the man him self. We decided just to let ourselves in. We walked down the corridor that 5 of us walked down before. I thought back to the others. How they were so fat and out of shape before and now they were even bigger. It felt like I had now taken their place. I felt my body jiggling with every step and thought back to how their bodies never stood still. I had really become one of those greedy fatties. My heart started to race as we got to the end of the corridor. If I had become one of them then what could happen to me on this room now. Would I blow up to be 1000 pounds of lard. Would I expand into a juicy horny blueberry begging to be touched and squeezed. What awaits me past these doors. 

Again as we reached the end of the corridor, the doors opened. The sweet filled meadow was dark, hard to see what was inside. Me and Jamie squeezed through the door, it being a much tighter fit than I remembered. We looked around the room. We could see the trees, some bushes and rocks, hear the sound of the chocolate river that filled the room with its scent. I felt my belly shake as it rumbled with hunger and heard the same happen to Jamie. As we moved forward into the room, a large mound started to appear right ahead of us. A huge mountain it seemed like. As we moved forward and the mound came into light it was clear what it was. It was all food. It was a huge mound of just sugary food. Cakes, waffles, cookies, chocolate, rolls, pastry’s, cream and more. It was huge. Me and Jamie looked at each other. We both grinned and ran towards the huge mound. 

This is what heaven must be like. I rolled in the thick cream as I took bite after bite of the soft moist cake I rest my body on. Oh everywhere I look there was food I could fill my belly with. Finally an endless supply of food that could satisfy my hunger. I kept chewing and swallowing and stuffing my face full of the food. I laid to rest for a second on a particular soft cookie and look over at Jamie. I see the joy in his face as he stuffs his face full of food. What I also see is his brand new clothes not fitting his expanding body. Right before my eyes I saw his belly swell forward and his shirt be unable to fit anymore. His ass pushed forward and the seams were stretched thin. Whatever food we were eating it was making us fatter and quicker. I looked down at my own body and it was true. My body filled my clothes to the point they were right on me now. I grabbed a handful of cream filled cookie and shoved it in my mouth and watched my stomach as I swallowed. I saw my belly push further out slightly and felt a breeze on my lower belly as the shirt rode up displaying my gut. “Oh fuck” I thought to my self. I looked around and saw how much food we had left to eat. I felt the hunger pang in my stomach. “Holy shit we are gonna be massive” I thought as my dick got hard at the thought. I dive back in head first and carry on filling my body with creamy fat. 

“DEC DEC HELP!” I heard shouting from across the mound of food. About half an hour had passed now. I poke my head out of a donut I was stuffing and look around for Jamie. After this long of stuffing my clothes had been reduced to scraps. I was now about 450 pounds of pure lard. My belly hung down onto my huge fat thighs. My chest was soft and my nipples huge and sensitive. I had grown to a size I never thought would be possible. I waddled over to where the shouting was. I turn a corner and see Jamie. 

“Jesus fucking christ” I say in shock. There lay Jamie. Now around 650 pounds. He was a huge mound of fat now. His limps waved in the air as he tried to move around but his belly was so huge and round filled with food that he couldn’t move at all. 

“Declan help. I’m so huge I can’t move please feed me. I need you.” I heard the pleading and  pain in his voice. He needed to be fed. My fat boy needed feeding. I waddled over and started feeding this hog with all the food I could. I of course kept on stuffing my face too. Couldn’t let Jamie have all the fun. We spent hours feeding each other every food there was. The mound got smaller and smaller until the last few crumbs were left as the sun started to rise. 

The main door to the room creaked open. “Right then workers. We’ve got a lot of food to get through today so best be… holy fucking shit…” Wonka had walked through the door with a few of his workers and saw what me and Jamie had become. Jamie was definitely 1500 pounds of pure fat. His body was round it was so filled with fat. He was truly the biggest guy anyone had ever seen. And my self well I was surely 1000 pounds if not more at this point. I too was propped up by my rounded fat figure. I’m sure it was a sight to see two huge fatties sat naked covered in food inside his factory. “No fucking way. That can’t be. Can it? Jamie?” Jamie grunted in response. “And no way that’s Declan” Wonka said walking towards us. I gave him a little wave with what mobility I had left in my body. “Holy fucking SHIT GUYS. You guys were the skinniest ones here a few months ago and now look at you lard arses. SHIT you greedy fuckers.” Wonkas mocking made me so horny and I can only imagine what Jamie is feeling too. “Well to be honest you saved the job of these workers. Bought them in today to eat all the food as I was getting rid of it but turns out you pigs did it for us. Saved these workers from a similar fate to what you now have.” The muscle clad workers looked slightly disappointed that their roles of eating and getting fat like me and Jamie were no more. “Oh don’t worry boys there’ll be more food.” Wonka said noticing their sad expressions. “Right well there’s only really one place for you two. You can be our big fat taste testers. You’d like that wouldn’t you. Stuffing your face with food all day long. Sounds good doesn’t it piggies.” Just then I felt hands on my soft body as I was rolled away. 

The trip to the taste testing facility was long and I was dizzy from the spinning. I let my eyes shut as the workers rolled my huge body down long corridors followed by Jamie. I could hear on multiple occasions the workers panicking because Jamie kept getting stuck he was so fat. This made me giggle to my self knowing that I would follow his same fat eventually. 

We finally made it to the huge vast room that was the taste testing room. I opened my eyes. The room was filled with huge fat people. All these huge orbs of lard were scattered across the room with a funnel attached to their mouths with food pumping inside of them. It was insane to see the scale of this room. How many people had Wonka causes to become so unhumanly fat. “So here we are my boys. The feeding room! Because you boys have spoiled your appetite and now will be hungry for the rest of your lives it’s best just to hook you up and feed you for life. Of course side effects do include getting fatter by the second but I have a hunch you boys won’t mind that.” My cheeks plush as I realise I will spend the rest of my life becoming one of the fattest people in the world. “So first Jamie let’s get you hooked up.” I see Jamie get moved into position and a funnel gets strapped into his mouth. A worker gives him a firm slap on the arse and the food starts pumping into his body. I can even hear a moan of satisfaction as he is filled with sweet food. “Right then Declan you next. I must say I never expected you to make your way down here.” I started to get moved into position. “You were so skinny before and loved feeding up fatty over there.” The funnel was out into my mouth. “But I guess you enjoyed being fed by that fatty too much and now look where you are. I hope it was worth it lard arse.” Wonka presses a button and the food started pouring into my mouth. 

I sat and thought about all the fat boys I’d fattened up. All were so desperate to be huge and fat. Some I grew to 250 pounds others I pushed to 500. I thought how jealous they would be to see me now. How after all that fattening they could never be as big as me. I had gone from a feeder to a huge fucking feedee and I loved it. Forever fattening up for eternity. 

Well this is the end of this story series. I have spent so long doing this story. Every part I put loads of effort in to make sure there was loads of details and nothing was missed so I really hope you all enjoyed it and can see the hard work I put into it. I know it’s taken a while to do but I do hope it’s been worth it. Let me know any story ideas anyone wants to see. Might just do short stories for a while now. Thank you guys for the support!

[meat-wentz]

literally tubi is one of the only streaming services i feel completely fine w watching ads on bc their selection is so niche and it’s free and you don’t even have to have an account to use it and accounts are just for saving stuff you wanna watch and saving your place in movies you’ve already started like you don’t even need a password to have an account and they have been raising vhs rental gems and made for tv movies from the dead and giving them runs and it’s been such a glorious way to watch films you might never have been exposed to otherwise as well as curated collections from specialized distributors like shout factory like it really is a great service i will watch ads for tubi bc i want them to keep going with the great work

[demonicbaby666]

Drabble idea - JJ talking care of reader while she is sick 🤒 just all the fluff and feelings 🥰

Sniffles

One shot | Criminal Minds Masterlist | Masterlists

Fandom: Criminal Minds

Pairing: JJ x fem!Reader

Genre: Fluff

Words: 1.3k+

A/N: Thanks for the req nonny, hope I provided you with the fluff you wanted. It's written more comically and is a little too long to count as Drabble, but what can I say, I got a little carried away with the banter. Hope you enjoy! 💜

Hell. That was the only way to describe what your body was putting you through. Head pounding, nose stuffed with tissue and a throat that fell victim to a brutal attack of never-ending coughs, trying hopelessly to get whatever felt like it was stuck in there out. 

You’d taken refuge on the sofa that morning, knowing if you went back to bed, there was a high possibility you may never make it out again. Though the idea of withering away and meeting your final demise sounded tempting, someone would probably miss you. 

At what point you fell asleep to the tv playing reruns of god knows how many shows, you had no idea. All you knew was there was a muffled ringing coming not just from inside your ears, but from somewhere in the apartment. The door. 

Heavily considering, far longer than appropriate, army crawling to the door, you settled on unceremoniously flinging your frail body upright, trying, albeit unsuccessfully, to ignore the black spots that painted your vision. As you trudged over to the door you made a silent promise to yourself, if the disturber of your peace fell short of a good enough reason for ringing your doorbell when you were on death's door, you’d subject them to the very same torment you were going through. One cough, maybe a little sneeze would do the trick, it was only fair. 

“I swear, if you’ve lost your cat again Phil, I’ll-” you croaked out, latching onto the door handle - which would require sanitizing now, great - and pulled it open. 

“No missing cats,” JJ chuckled, continuing in a hushed tone, “though I am curious, what exactly were you planning on doing?” 

Nope. Not happening. 

Mirrors, unfortunately, very much existed, which was why you sure as hell knew you were one sight to behold. A neighbour seeing you in a heavily stained dressing gown, hair thrown into a messy bun, and not the cute kind, that'd be fine, normal even. Well, you’d like to think normally you didn’t look like someone who’d contracted some type of bug, but JJ seeing you like this. Very much not the same. So, you did the only thing you could. 

You shut the door in her face. 

“You’ll get sick.” You shouted, your voice sounding far too similar to that of a dying pelican, or any dying creature for that matter.

“Number one. You’re letting me in because I’m your girlfriend and it’s my legal obligation to look after you. Number two. I know how to break down a door. Number three. If you don’t let me in, I will break down your door.” 

“You gave me three points that were not relevant to what I said. You’ll. Get. Sick.” 

“Sorry, let me try again. Number one, you have ten seconds to open the door before I kick it down. How was that babe?” For someone stuck on the other side of a door, waiting to take care of a walking germ factory, it was quite astonishing to hear how peppy JJ was. 

Well; it was decided. It seemed there wasn’t ample room for negotiation, your front door’s life hanging in the balance and all. Knowing she wasn’t going to give up anytime soon, you hesitantly re-opened the door, peeking your head into the small open space. “If you could avoid looking at my face, that would be amazing.” 

“Oh shush, I’ve been face to face with a rotting corpse, more than once.” She stepped forward, foot pressing the door more and more ajar until there was enough space for her to slip in, during which you slugged back to the sofa and threw a blanket over your head.

“I’m not sure that was as comforting or reassuring as you wanted it to be.” It was true, comparing one’s likeness to a dead body wasn’t exactly flattering, in fairness, it may have been accurate; nevertheless, it remained a deflating thought.

JJ took her shoes and coat off, knowing where to put them, then walked over to join you, “Show me that face of yours.” She teased, pulling at the blanket. There she sat, next to you - looking stunning as ever - trying to rip away the one shred of dignity you had left. In your books, it seemed a direct declaration of war. 

“Would you stop that!” You pleaded. Too disoriented from the journey to the door and back, there was little fight left in you, making it too easy for the blonde to yank your fortress out of your weak grip, taking the single morsel of pride you had left with it to the floor. 

“There she is!” She beamed.

“I don’t think I like you anymore.” It was the fact your sulking face reached only her chest, warming it with pure adoration, that JJ remained impartial to the comment. Finding it more amusing than hurtful. 

“Well, that’s a shame, because I still like you and I’m not going anywhere. Guess you’ll just have to suffer in silence. Though, knowing you, you always have something to say.” She poked.

Disregarding the bantering jab, a traitorous smile crept onto your lips. The sight of your dishevelled face led you to believe JJ would run for the hills. She didn’t. In fact, she’d taken it upon herself, in her own way, to reassure you she felt the opposite. The declaration stunning you into silence, involuntarily gawking. 

“Are you going to let me look after you now?” She asked, trying not to laugh at the expression written all over your face. “If I get sick, you’ll just have to repay the favour and look after me.” 

“Then I’ll get sick again.” 

“We’ll be in an endless loop of domestic bliss then, won’t we?”

“Sounds heavenly.” You sardonically quibbed, earning yourself a swift elbow to the ribs. For dramatic effect, you let out a loud groan, which by no means did JJ buy, “There’s got to be a rule against that.” rubbing your ‘injured’ side. 

“I didn’t read the new edition of the ‘How to Look After Your Sick Girlfriend’ handbook, I go by the old rules.” She humoured, thinking it was quite a good comeback. Which it was, but she couldn’t know that. “It did mention something about snuggling up on the sofa though.”

Now that was a comeback that warranted appraisal. Unfortunately, in this case, appraisal came in the form of two flushed cheeks and a timid smile, both of which JJ, kindly, chose not to mention. Out-stretched arms guided you down, welcoming you into an embrace you swore had magical healing abilities. 

There was a slim chance of smelling anything – what with having a blocked nasal cavity - yet the sweet aroma of JJ’s hair made it through, whether it was a phantom smell, you didn’t care. Not when slender fingers worked on unbinding your tousled hair, running gentle strokes through stubborn knots that unfurled under her touch, much like you did. 

“You know you didn’t have to come?” The question came from a place of doubt, had the roles been reversed, you knew with certainty, you’d be doing the exact same. Regrettably, logic did nothing to cease your insecurities. 

“In sickness and in health, right?” she softly said, smiling down with so much devolution in her eyes you found yourself battling tears. 

“If you so much as think about proposing to me when I’m in this state, so help me JJ. I will sneeze so hard on you; you won’t see the light of day for weeks.” 

Putting her hands up in mock surrender, “I’ll save the love declaration for another day as well then.” 

But she didn’t. As she diligently re-convened her girlfriend duties, lulling you into a state of tranquillity Buddha would be envious of, rendering your headache near gone, three joyous words didn’t escape your grasps. 

Your eyes fluttered shut; safe in JJ’s arms, a declaration of your own filled the comfortable silence. “I love you too.” 

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[brokehorrorfan]

UHF will be released on 4K Ultra HD + Blu-ray on July 2 via Shout Factory. Celebrating its 35th anniversary, the 1989 comedy stars and is co-written by Weird Al Yankovic.

Frequent Weird Al music video director Jay Levey directs and co-wrote. David Bowe, Fran Drescher, Victoria Jackson, Kevin McCarthy, Michael Richards, Stanley Brock, Gedde Watanabe, Billy Barty, Anthony Geary, Emo Philips and Trinidad Silva round out the cast.

UHF has been newly scanned in 4K from the origianl 35mm camera negative with Dolby Vision. Special features are listed below.

Disc 1 - 4K UHD:

Audio commentary by director/co-writer Jay Levey and actor/co-writer Weird Al Yankovic

Disc 2 - Blu-ray:

Audio commentary by director/co-writer Jay Levey and actor/co-writer Weird Al Yankovic

San Diego Comic-Con 2014 retrospective panel

Deleted scenes

Behind-the-scenes footage

"UHF" music video by Weird Al Yankovic

Production stills

Promotional materials

Easter eggs

A lot of TV stations have forgotten what "quality" means. But not Channel 62. They NEVER knew what it meant. "Weird Al" Yankovic is George Newman, a daydreamer who becomes the manager of a small TV station that's losing money as quickly as it's losing viewers. Before long he's programming shows like "Stanley Spadowski's Clubhouse," "Wheel Of Fish" and "Raul's Wild Kingdom." But can Channel 62's new popularity save it from sinister forces? To find out… don't touch that dial!

Pre-roder UHF.

[astoundingbeyondbelief]

Kaiju Week in Review (February 4-10, 2024)

Zoe Tunnell's Godzilla: Valentine's Day Special for IDW was everything I wanted it to be and more. While the kaiju are essential to the story, the focus is on the rivalry-turned-romance between an EDF captain and an independent kaiju researcher, which unfolds wonderfully across multiple attacks. Kaiju researchers have decried a military-first approach since 1954, of course, but Piper Simmons goes a step further by questioning whether an explosion in defense spending on shiny super-weapons is just making the problem worse. Essential reading.

Shout Factory! TV added seven vintage Toei tokusatsu titles out of nowhere, all in Japanese with English subtitles. Magic Serpent (retitled Dragon Showdown) is probably the most familiar and of-interest title to kaiju fans, but there's also Planet Prince (the first of two films edited together and dubbed under the title Prince of Space), Invasion of the Neptune Men, Watari: The Ninja Boy, Ninja Scope, and The Golden Bat. Earlier today, we learned that they're all being released in a Blu-ray set as well—but more on that in the next column.

Here's a new CG short called Daikaiju vs. the Giant Girl (we are ignoring the typo in the thumbnail/video title). Great action, and I had to check the credits to confirm it was completely computer-animated.

When Titanic Creations first announced its articulated Gorgo figure, I was less than confident they'd be able to deliver on their promise of a graphic novel sequel to the film. Well, work on it seems to be progressing well, although at some point along the way it became a prequel instead. Artist Patrick McEvoy posted on his Facebook that the comic is fully inked. The company is also rather boldly setting it in the same universe as their original kaiju graphic novel Soul War, also illustrated by McEvoy.

Warning from Space has a surprisingly large role in this Martin Scorsese-directed Squarespace ad. Leave it to the world's foremost Marvel hater to have me watching and enjoying a Super Bowl commercial.

I don't often post X-Plus news, but this Bagan figure based on his appearance in Godziban seemed noteworthy. They're also releasing a figure based specifically on the giant Cybot Godzilla animatronic from The Return of Godzilla, with the Shonen Rick limited edition including a small Shockirus.

[greensparty]

Remembering Benji Gregory 1978-2024

Very sad news came in tonight that actor Benji Gregory has died at 46. The fact that this former child actor is even younger than me is so upsetting. He played Brian Tanner, son of the Tanner family on ALF  (NBC 1986-1990). He had some great episodes including the one where Brian had a birthday and Alf was going to go back to Melmac and Brian was so sad saying goodbye. As a child of the 80s, I was a huge fan of Alf and watched the show religiously. Brian was a big part of the show and Benji did a great job! Even this past year I got the Shout Factory DVD box set of Alf and have been making my way through it (it's 24 discs, hence I haven't finished it yet!?!) and was reminded of what a fun show it was. Gregory also appeared in the 1987 TV special Alf Loves a Mystery.

Alf and Benji Gregory circa 1986

In addition to Alf, he appeared in a 1985 episode of Amazing Stories, the Penny Marshall film Jumpin' Jack Flash, and he was the voice of Biff Jr. on the animated TV show of Back to the Future (CBS 1991-1993). Ht left acting in the early 00s when he joined the Navy.

Around 2012, I stumbled upon a Benji Gregory on Facebook and sent him a friend request asking "is this the real Benji Gregory?". He didn't accept, but he wrote me back and said "Is this the real Eric Green? If so, I'm dying to meet you." I'm sure he got hit up by fans a lot over the years, so I didn't take that personally. He had some personal issues (he struggled with bipolar and depression over the years) but he seemed to have made peace with his child acting career enough to appear on some podcasts in recent years discussing his time on Alf.

The link above is the obit from People.

[hang-on-lil-tomato]

Rhys Darby at The Keswick Oct 17, 2023

What a GREAT time!

I realized today how much LOVE was in that room! Love for rhys, for his “essence” (har har) and love right back at us!

it was a delightful time, rhys doing his greatest hits,

he can’t promote OFMD, which is fine since half the audience was dressed as pirates. We know about his little pirate rom com.

but…he very subtlety did a riff on “come back to me” and not so subtlety did “I did a punch”. Pretty awesome ways he had of sneaking that stuff in!

he got the best cheers for that bit of fan service.

his opening act was great, and he was doing a bit about usa tv, and CSi. It was ok, but it was kind of flat for him until he said something about the kind of shows you guys watch are about gay pirates, and we all went wild.

I met a cool fan with the same name as me, she was just back from NYCC. That was great! So we hung out, had dinner, and chatted. It was so nice to rave on with someone about OFMD details, and of course Rhysie. Really made the experience so much better, because I always go alone to things.

Steve was also joking about “where the hell are we? Rhys asked me to a show in Philly with him, but this isn’t Philly, is it?”

GLENSIDE, we shouted. It’s actually a very cute, upscale, suburban bedroom community for Philly. And we call everything around here Philadelphia, so that’s hysterical.

philadelphia factory outlets is in Sanatogo,

Philadelphia folk festival is in Schwenksville.

today I told everyone at school I saw Rhys Darby, and they looked at me like “Is that a band?” 😂🤣😂

Rhys asked the audience if anyone was local to Glenside. YES! And you’ve heard of me?

😂🤣

the capacity was 1300 but I estimate it was only 3/4 on attendance max, so maybe 800, but many DEVOUT fans. The orchestra was filled with SUPERFANS.

Anyone who pays any attention to my silly blah blah blog know I adore Rhys, but these folks are NEXT LEVEL. I had an excellent seat, but I’m glad I wasn’t quite in the gravy basket with the priesthood up front. May Rhys Bless Them from on high.

no merch table, just two guys doing stand up. Just down and dirty, simple and great.

unfortunately he and Steve couldn’t meet and greet as they had to drive up to Connecticut. But Rhys and he drove by and honked at the crowd in front of the theater. Unfortunately for me, I was on the wrong side of the street.

see Rhys LIVE! It’s a special experience.

oh, and don’t use AXL ticketing with their stupid app. Luckily I was prepared with my proof of purchase, ID and CC. Never again!

but I’d definitely see Rhys again.

the audience is part of the show!