#Terry Benedict

[real-odark]

benedict getting that call from rusty

[sunpoweredautism]

i just know that if i looked I'd find a well of 2012-avengers-tower-type fanfiction about the ocean's 11 guys

[bluewritinghood]

@giftober 2024 | Day 17: "Phone Call/Text"

[letmelickyoureyeballs]

Does anyone remember The Oceans Trilogy, cause I’m fawning over Terry Benedict.

I would let him call me a good boy, I WANT MOB BOSS CASINO OWNER

Need me a fic of him

[popculturetarot]

The reversal of the Nine of Pentacles is not only a symbol of the misuse of the skill in right side up card, but to victim to the that very kind of intrigue and finding that you not only deserve to be taken for everything but will be. ‬

[travistee34]

One pedant, three movies, two enemies and one grudge. Are you in or out

Read, share and enjoy :D

[brinleyparke]

Who I Want to See in Kingsman 3 Who Were Not in the First Two Films:

Benedict Cumberbatch

Chris Vance

Colin Salmon

Damian Lewis

Dwayne Johnson (Taron mentioned wanting Dwayne Johnson in Kingsman 3)

Henry Cavill

Hugh Jackman

Jamie Bell

Jamie Dornan

Jeffrey Dean Morgan

Jensen Ackles

Manu Bennett

Mark Dacascos

Rachel Weisz

Richard Madden

Ruth Connell

Terry O'Quinn

Tom Ellis

Tom Hardy

[lizardwoman-from-earths-core-2]

Alrighty, it's been about a year since I've joined Tumblr and half of that year has been with this blog, so I guess I'll make an "introduction" post.

Hi! I'm Lizardwoman (or Becca if you're really brave) and I like things.

Film and TV history (I'm a film major in college and I'm really digging learning about the history of everything)

Discworld and all things Pratchett

Columbo

The Mysterious Benedict Society

Series of Unfortunate Events

Jeffrey Combs

Doctor Who

And about a billion things more. If somethings not listed, that doesn't mean I'm not a fan it just means I have a really sucky memory.

One of my New Year's resolutions is to interact in some fandoms more and overall just put myself out there and be more confident. (This will most likely include poorly drawn fanart, so this is your one and only warning.)

Overall though, all of my social media's are dedicated to messing with friends. This means if you see me bickering with two art blogs, don't fret.

Okay thanks 😘

[catholic-saint-tournament]

Super short lesson on what an encyclical is: a special letter from the pope that is meant to be addressed to a wide range of people, on a big social issue of the day. The modern concept of papal encyclicals was kicked off by Leo XIII's Rerum novarum, on work and human labor, in which he decried poor working conditions and defended unions and good wages. Papal encyclicals are foundational to what is known as Catholic social teaching or Catholic social thought, the social justice tradition of the Church.

Rerum novarum

Mater et magistra

Pacem in terris

Populorum progressio

Humanae vitae

Evangelium vitae

Fides et ratio

Deus caritas est

Caritas in veritate

Laudato si'

Fratelli tutti

[real-odark]

someone would have to kill me before i ever stop making these.

[lenniharrisonsims]

Sulani Liberated!

Allied forces land in Sulani and take back control from the NWE

Allied forces joined together for a joint invasion of the Sulani Islands, finally landing on Ohan'ali Island and taking control of Chieftain's Villa, arresting the Windenburgian forces found there.

Simsdom Imperial Naval forces led the charge and the evacuation of the notable prisoners from the Villa- the arrest of Empress Agathe, Albert Strauss, Duke of Windslar, Prince Eugene and his wife Princess Mathilda, and the custody of Princess Edaline.

Despite surprisingly limited resistance to the invasion, a few losses were sustained on both sides, notably- Commander Terry Harden of the Imperial Navy, Earl of Culpepper, and Lieutenant Colonel Malcolm Landgraab of the Oasis Army, Lord Landgraab of Oasis Springs. Our condolences to their families.

(Left- Earl Culpepper. Right- Lord Landgraab)

Prisoners are being transported to Glimmerbrooke and direct governing power of Sulani will be handed back to the Chief and her council of Elders. Plans are already being made to return the Chief and her family to Sulani.

This marks the official end of Emperor Victor's usurpation of the Island Nations- with Selvadorada, Tartosa, and now Sulani finally being returned to independant sovereignty. This means that now the New Windenburgian Empire consists solely of Windenburg and Newcrest- a huge win for the Allied Forces.

[writersmethod]

taking a 5mg edible and plotting to rob the bellagio, the mirage, and the mgm grand

[inastarlesssky]

I probably spent way too long on this, but this is a graphic I made for the Ocean's 11 Dramione AU I will be writing in the future (not very soon but I promise, I will write it) called The Monégasque Affair.

[heatherfield]

You can buy that adaptation of Midsummer Night's Dream at the webshop of globe theatre or stream it via their site. Its so good!

Thank you, Nonny! I looked into it a couple (few) years ago when I was reading Shakespeare and looking into a bunch of adaptations, but some of these DVDs are so freaking expensive. I checked the Globe theatre shop again now and it's not worth it with conversion and shipping, but I might bite the bullet on another site that's slightly more doable. I'd feel better about the price if it was blu-ray but I've been thinking about this adaptation for years so it's probably worth a splurge. ;)

[harvestheart]

Birds remember

[auroracalisto]

day #21: winter proposal

benedict bridgerton x gn!reader, 1k words a/n: listening to christmas music as i write this. hope it shows. or not. idk. <3 also??? does anyone know the terry's oranges you can only get around christmas? i love them. i make a tradition out of buying one every single year. THAT BEING SAID YOU LIKE ORANGES IN THIS FIC. it's self-indulgent. i'd say i'm sorry but i'm not. if you want a pt 2 let me know cuz i could totally do it tw: not entirely historically accurate (yes it's bridgerton) BUT i have a reason. i started writing this and only researched halfway through what the cost of a chocolate would be during the 1810s and little history lesson for you but europe didn't have access to chocolate until it was brought over from central america IN the 1810s, and then it spread all over. it wouldn't have a substaintial processor until like... the 1850s. so um. we're going to pretend for this fics sake that i didn't totally muck it up and chocolate processors were everywhere during this time. thanks spooky pookies

The season of the 'ton has come and gone, leading the socialites to a rather dreary winter. Balls were still held, dinners still attended, but the chill of the air haunted every hall and home.

Unless they were imported or dried, fruits and certain vegetables were hard to come by. The markets were compact with the exception of said dried goods and chocolates from the heart of European society.

One good in particular was one that continued to catch a certain Bridgerton's eye—the little chocolates meticulously crafted to look as if they were made from an orange and even had a hint of orange taste. He didn't truly know how they did it, but he cared little—what he cared about was that he knew you had mentioned liking them some time ago.

He managed to get his hands on a few just the other day.

Despite it being after the proper season, he found himself seeking out your comfort and conversation at any moment he had been given—his mother found it endearing and supported his wants. After all, perhaps there was something to be said in developing a friendship before a marriage. She, herself, had married her best friend once upon a time. She'd like to see that in her children, if they could manage (her sons especially—she knew it would be harder for her daughters to do the same).

So, to get you to the Bridgerton manor without causing some kind of scandal, Benedict convinced his mother and brother, Anthony, to host a dinner for his family and yours.

Your parents agreed in typical fashion, and you were at the Bridgerton's in a matter of days. Dressed warmly, dressed as if you had something to show off for (you did, but you wouldn't confess to that), you entered the front door where Anthony, Benedict, and their mother greeted you and your family. The rest of Violet's children were just behind them, but they smiled mildly as they usually did.

Benedict greeted you with a kiss to your knuckles and a smile on his handsome face.

"It is a pleasure to see you again," he softly said, your name leaving his lips soon after.

"To you as well," you answered, unable to hide your smile.

Violet shared a knowing look with your parents. It was almost as if everyone was just waiting for what they knew would happen. The way the two of you looked at each other was almost frustrating—how could the two of you not just marry when you both clearly adored each other?

Dinner went well. Honey glazed ham, tarts with dried apples and strawberries, breads baked with selective flours and grains. You truly couldn't complain about the spread before you.

At some point or another, Benedict had dragged you to the drawing room, hand in hand.

"I've something to give you," he said, smiling back at you. "I saw it and I knew I had to buy them. I couldn't pass them up."

Your eyes widened a bit. "What? You didn't have to get me a thing, Benedict," you said. "I need for nothing."

"Perhaps," Benedict said, grinning all the while. He let go of your hand and with long strides, he was across the drawing room to where he had kept the box of chocolates for you. He then brought them back, holding the box to you.

You watch him warily for only a moment before you opened the box. Your heart nearly lurched in your throat as you looked up at him.

"These—Benedict, these must have cost you a fortune!"

"Rubbish," he said, watching you with happy eyes. "It truly wasn't much. I would buy even more if I hadn't bought the rest of what they had."

"You did not!" you exclaimed, holding the box tightly. "Oh, Benedict, this is—you are so kind. How can I ever repay you?" you asked, smiling all the while.

He chuckled softly. "Your friendship is enough repayment for me, dear Y/n," he said.

You sat the box down and reached forward, taking his hands in yours. "There must be something I could do for you," you said, eyes sparkling with mirth, and a little something that Benedict could only recognize as adoration. He knew that look well.

He watched you, lips parting as the words died on his lips. "Well, you..."

"Yes?"

"No," he said, shaking his head. "It is foolish. I couldn't..."

"Benedict," you softly said. "We are already causing scandal enough just by being here in your drawing room with no chaperone. Truly, whatever you have to say, I want to hear."

He blinked slowly. You were right. Here you were, alone together, with no one to watch over you. To see what was happening. To see if you were doing wrong.

He licked his lips, peering down at you as he found his words.

"I could buy these for you, every winter season, you know," he said, a smile forming on his lips once more. He smiled quite a bit around you. He couldn't help it.

He loved you.

"Oh?" you asked, tilting your head at his words.

"All I'd need from you for repayment is your hand in marriage."

You paused—did you hear him right?

"Perhaps I should have a ring, or ask you during the marriage season, but truly, Y/n, I—"

"—I feel like the chocolates are close enough to a ring," you interrupted him.

He snorted softly. "I beg your pardon?"

"You bought them, for me. You saw them and thought of me. I do believe that warrants a proper proposal, does it not?"

There it was—one of the many reasons he loved and adored you.

He leaned forward and would have kissed you had it not been for the knock at the drawing room door.

In walked Violet, and Benedict quickly looked over, wide eyed.

"I wondered where the two of you were," Violet said, suspiciously watching the two of you. "Well? Did I give you enough time to find an answer, Benedict, or will you marry them due to scandal?"

His eyes widened. Had his mother planned this? He paid no mind, smiling her way.

"I do believe we should plan for a wedding, mother," he said. "And perhaps a proper ring, yes?"

"Yes," you said, your own smile mirroring his. "It would be good to start."

Violet returned the smile. "Good," she said. "Now, come back and join the party. Your father, dear Y/n, has just made a fool of himself with an apple tart."