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FANCASTING: Atlantis: The Lost Empire

Milo Thatch: Andrew Garfield

‘Kida’ Kidagakash: Zoe Saldana

Commander Rourke: Tommy Lee Jones

Helga Sinclair: Charlize Theron

Audrey Ramirez: Francia Raisa

Dr. Joshua Sweet: Terry Crews

‘Vinny’ Santorini: John Turturro

Gaetan ‘The Mole’: Timothy Spall

Mrs. Packard: Helen Mirren

King Kashekim Nedakh: Morgan Freeman

do u ever really think about the Holy Grail filming though

  • the primary camera which had been specially designed broke on their very first day of filming so everything was delayed as hell while they sourced a new one
  • they couldn’t get Scotland to let them use its National Trust castles so they ended up using the same one for every single fucking castle and/or used paper cutouts
  • the only reason they used the music they did was because after a whole fucking soundtrack had been written they realised their budget didn’t actually expand to an orchestra, so they used stock music and the only actual original Python song in the whole deal is Knights Of The Round Table
  • Graham had delirium tremens during his very first take, suddenly realised and admitted that he was an alcoholic, and was consequently hammered out of his brain for the remainder of filming so he wouldn’t go into the DTs again
  • as a result of this he constantly picked fights with the other Pythons, extras and random hotel staff
  • and constantly forgot half his lines
  • and ran ass naked up and down hotel corridors yelling “Betty Marsden” until Michael asked him to stop so he could sleep (and so Michael then woke up to a note pushed under his door reading “with love, Betty Marsden”)
  • but miraculously still no one realised Gray’s drinking was making him so ill and so Michael’s diaries are full of random excuses for why he was shaking his ass off every morning (“we were up v high today I think Gray was scared” “I didn’t think it was that cold but Graham was shivering” “gosh tensions are running so high Gray was so mad with us he was literally shaking”)
  • the Terrys tried to codirect and fell out over literally everything
  • and consequently constantly reshot each other’s takes behind the other’s back
  • John kept getting upset because he doesn’t like being dirty and/or cold and they were in fucking Scotland and “there wasn’t enough hot water for a shower”
  • John and Eric consequently switched hotels from the rest of the cast and crew so John could get his fucking shower
  • they were all wearing knitted “armour” and I reiterate this was fucking freezing wet Scotland so they all froze half to death and had to keeping shooting anyway
  • and John got so pissed at Terry Gilliam’s directing style (“treating us like pieces of paper”) that he eventually essentially told him to fuck off, so filming was delayed even further so Terry G could go and be offended and cry and sulk by a wall

the highest grossing British comedy film of all time, everyone.

taz modern college au headcanons where also they all live in seattle

(aka my extremely niche au that only appeals to me)

  • The Plot Here: the IPRE crew is a ragtag group of friends at college (probably UW? definitely UW)
  • John is an RA who’s trying to End All Campus Parties
  • The IPRE crew is constantly trying to throw epic parties and have a good time at them before John comes and shuts them down
  • The Light of Creation is one of these things
  • The crew and John are locked in a constant battle where John crashes their parties and steals it if they don’t hide it fast enough and then they have to sneak into his dorm to steal it back
  • Ango is also there he’s like a high schooler who got early acceptance into college
  • The crew adopts him accidentally
  • IPRE Robes = matching red snuggies that Barry made for the final project in that sewing class he took as an elective one year
  • garfield is a really weird weed dealer. what is he even majoring in?? does he even go here?? nobody knows but he has a weird little shop set up in a closet nobody uses anymore

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“There will always be those who mean to do us harm. To stop them, we risk awakening the same evil within ourselves. (…)” - Capt. James T. Kirk

SMH and Their Cats

If various members of SMH adopted cats that reflected their personalities.

Bitty

  • Has an orange and white cat named Peaches
  • Likes to “dance” when Bitty dances in his bedroom (i.e. awkwardly hop around and follow Bitty’s movements)
  • Watches Bitty when he bakes but sometimes gets curious and jumps onto the counter top to see what he’s doing
  • Will curl around Señor Bun and lick him

Jack

  • Tuxedo cat named Rocket (definitely named after Maurice “The Rocket” Richard because his dad used to read him The Hockey Sweater)
  • Chill cat who likes his own space but can always sense when Jack needs attention and cuddles
  • Sleeps on the bed when Jack is doing homework at his desk.
  • Listens to country music with Jack and never complains about it
  • Will play fetch, but only if it’s a puck that’s being tossed

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Came for the muscles, stayed for the dorks...

In all honesty the fact that my favs are my favs does have something to do with how attractive I find them, but it has more to do with their in ring talent and the fact that they are all actually giant freaking dorks.


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She’s Worth It - Hayes Grier

His hand gripped my waist while the other cupped my neck. Somehow my ability to breathe had left me, the only air I knew was his. With every touch of our lips we got closer, though are bodies had been touching from the start. I felt an unquenchable fire every time he shifted. Soon enoguh, he was on top of me instead of sitting next to me, moving down my neck. The movie was only static in the background. He pulled away and it felt as if I was drenched in rain, all heat from him gone and functioning lungs back.

“Be my girlfriend,” he said, breathlessly.

“You wish,” I quickly replied, just as I did every other time.

“Why not?” he asked, returning himself to siting position and leaning back on the couch. It was like a scene from a movie, played over and over again.

“The same thing I say every time you ask.” I retort.

“You mean ‘I just don’t do relationships’?” He mocks my voice, “That’s not an excuse.”

“Never said it was, it’s just the way I am.”

He turns to me and grabs my hand, “You know, this is really starting to feel personal now. Y/N, I really like you. Like, a lot. And I know you like me too. We’ve been at this for months now. What’s the real reason?”

I ignore him and watch the movie. I can feel his eyes on me but I choose to ignore it. He pulls me closer until I’m practically on his lap and softly kisses the back of my neck.

“Y/N, I feel more for you than I ever have for anyone else. I’m gonna ask you one more time, and that’s it, I’ll just leave it be. Will you be my girlfriend?”

I don’t want to lose him. He’s the best thing in my life right now. I haven’t seen my father in months and my mother seems to think I’m the reason for their split and I only have 2 friends who I question whether or not they actually like me half the time. But Hayes. He’s always there for me when I’m down, and he’s never let anyone say a word about me, and he stayed even though I rejected him who knows how many times. And there’s no part of me that even questions it. I keep saying no because I’m scared I’ll lose him. Just like mom lost dad, and like I lost every other human in my life because I don’t know how to make a fucking friend.

I watched his eyes dim as he moved me back over to my seat. “It’s okay,” he says. “You don’t have to like me like that.”

“I don’t know how,” I blurt out. “And I don’t want to lose you,” he looks over at me quietly, waiting for me to finish. “Every time you say that— ask me that, I feel like the happiest girl in the world. Because it’s you, because I want nothing more,” my eyes start to burn, “And then I see us, down the road. And it’s my parents reincarnated. And we’re yelling and crying and everything fucking sucks because we fell apart.”

“Y/N, we’re not them,” he says.

“Maybe you’re not but I am,” my voice cracks as a tear gathers at the corner of my eye. “I’m them. I don’t have anything or anyone better to go off of. I’m problematic and flaky just like my father was and I’m uptight and selfish just like my mother.” He brings me closer and wipes the tears from my cheeks.

He starts to speak but I interrupt him.

“And you deserve better than that, better than me. I mean for fuck’s sake you stayed with me all this time even though I pushed you away every time you got close. You listened to me every night for weeks when I realized my father wasn’t coming back. You stayed through everything and you deserve someone just as good as you.”

He holds me to him tightly and I wipe my tears on his shirt. “Y/N, I stay with you because of who you are. Someone who’s not flaky or uptight or selfish or anything else like that. I stay with you because you deserve it. Your parents raised you to think that you weren’t enough but you’re so much more than I could ever want. I’ve watched you move mountains to become the strongest girl I know. And all I ever hear people say about you is ‘she’s pretty’. But you’re so much more. You’re intelligent and unbreakable and willing to go through hell just to get to love on the other side. If anything I don’t deserve you and that just makes me want you more.”

“I wish all that was true. Even if it was, I still don’t know how to be what you want me to be.”

“Everything I said is true and don’t you dare deny it. And besides, we’re 16. You don’t have to know how to do anything. Just be with me. Let me show you off. Even if there was someone better, which there isn’t, and I somehow deserved them, which I don’t, I want you and only you.”

If anything, the boy deserves what he wants. I kiss him hard, gripping his face between my hands.

“Let’s try this one more time. Y/N, will you do me the honor of being my girlfriend?”

“I’d love to.”

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A/N:
Thanks for reading, hope you liked it. Ya girl is back, finally. Between moving, and this ACT class, and volleyball starting back up and everything else, it’s been awhile since I wrote something. And I missed it, forgot how much fun it is. I’ve been writing a few things of my own, just in a journal, and it really helped me, but I miss this interaction with you guys. So here I am. SO so sorry to the requester, you probably wanted this back in like November, thanks for being patient and I hope you like it! I think I have one or two more imagines to put out and then I’ll be putting up the next part to Send My Love, which was highly requested. Also during my little hiatus I hit 1k followers! Thank you guys so much, this blog wouldn’t be what it is without you guys and I find it crazy that there’s that many of you. See y’all soon!

Peace,
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