ryan from work

For me, all I’m going to focus on is to make sure I don’t treat her any differently. I don’t want her to grow up thinking that her gender makes a difference… I want her to be a good person and make good choices, but I don’t want to push her in a direction that I want her to go. But I do want her to feel like her gender doesn’t limit what direction she can go.
—  Ryan Haywood on the way he tries to raise his daughter, Always Open #21

Behind the Scenes of Planet of the Dead - Part Five

Excerpts from Benjamin Cook’s set report in DWM 408:

On Valentine’s Day in the desert, what could possibly be more romantic than an oversized fly waving a gun at a lady in a catsuit? It’s hard to think of anything, isn’t it?

It’s our final day filming in the UAE [United Arab Emirates], and veteran Doctor Who monster performer Paul Kasey has arrived to play Sorvin the Tritovore. “The head is operated by remote control,” he explains, “which Neill [Gorton, prosthetics designer] is operating off camera.” Isn’t that disconcerting for Paul? “You get a sense of what’s happening. Over the years, I’ve begun to recognize the different motor sounds.”

So, Sorvin marches the Doctor and Christina, at gunpoint, toward his crashed Tritovore spaceship - presently a green screen pinned against the double-decker bus. “Can you still see where you’re going, Paul?” asks James [Strong, director]

But he can’t. “There’s your mark, Paul,” says David [Tennant], guiding his captor. “HEY, PAUL?!!!”

Meanwhile, just out of shot, Daniel Kaluuya [who plays Barclay] is relieving himself on a tuft of shrubbery. “I know I shouldn’t look,” giggles Victoria Alcock [who plays Angela], “but I can’t help it.”

“I’m letting it grow, man,” insists Daniel. “Giving it a chance. They’ll call this the Kaluuya tree.”

David is more focused on his shades. “I’ve had my sunglasses on again,” he tells make-up man Steve Smith. The specs leave a slight mark on the bridge of his nose, requiring a retouch.

“Not again!” sighs Steve.

“Well, it’s bright,” David grins, “and I look cool in them.”

However, the sun soon starts setting. James wants to squeeze in one final shot: David and Michelle running down the hill, carrying the clamps from the Tritovore spaceship. On the take, Michelle trips, tumbling arse over tip. “Sorry, sorry, sorry,” she flinches, getting up and dusting herself down.

“She managed to make even that look dramatic and well-handled,” David points out.

“Phwoar, I wouldn’t mind being the sand beneath Michelle,” mutters someone who will remain nameless.

“I can’t believe how fast David runs,” Michelle admits, “but then I’m Lady Christina; the Doctor should be a bit faster than me. I guess she’s a fantasy figure, with her catsuit and backpack, but also she’s real in that she’s not flawless. She’s not Wonder Woman.”

Other parts of this set:  [ one ] [ two ] [ three ] [ four ] [ six ] [ seven ] [ eight ]
[ Masterlist of all Doctor Who Behind-the-Scenes Photosets ]

20. colourless

“We’re sitting with Adrien Dupain-Cheng, author of Miraculous: Tales of Ladybug and Chat Noir. M. Dupain-Cheng, please tell us what made you write this memoir and reveal the decades-long secret you and your late wife shared?”

The old man smiled at the reporter across from him and folded his wrinkled hands on his lap.

“After Marinette passed away last year, it felt like my world had lost all colour,” said Adrien. “Until I read the diaries she willed to me…well. After that, I wanted to reconstruct our story and tell it to everyone. I want to keep Marinette’s legacy alive.”

more proof that i’m a masochist orz

Random Thought

It really is a bit of a shame and rather sad that Chris Colfer and Ryan Murphy fell out of favor with one another.  While it’s great to see Chris happy writing and working on his book series, it would have been wonderful to see him cast in one of Ryan Murphy’s projects. Don’t get me wrong - I know Ryan can be very problematic, but he still has the ability to get shows made in Hollywood, and he seems to get his hands on some really interesting stories and material. Just like he’s given Darren some interesting characters to play, he could have done the same for Chris. 

That said, I believe Chris has stated that he is happier behind the camera, but plans to write some works of his own to star in. Naturally that’s a better option for him, and I look forward to seeing him on screen again someday. 

Just a random thought…


Whose Line Is It Anyway, Secret. S10E08

anonymous asked:

(my computer kind of bugged out when I tried to send this so if this is a duplicate i am sorry.) When you write something on your skin it shows up on your soulmates skin au between the vagabond and florist ray. Ryan was always good at keeping ray and the messages on his arms a secret but he knew that wouldn't always last. One day when he receives the word help scratched onto his arm he knew that day had come and his mate was in trouble.

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OKAY OKAY OKAY BUT LIKE. so i’ve watched the video about 20 times now because i’m just s o happy. i think i’m actually shaking. but point being it’s so good and also the two guys he takes down at the end are S O good because it’s tim’s fighting style. 

he’s small and he jumps up on the one guy to take his entire body weight into his chest and force him down, and then once he gets pulled off and thrown, he rolls well, and then his hits aren’t ridiculously powerful, but they’re accurate and it’s so important it’s so much like how i see tim fighting it’s so smart and uses his size to his advantage. i j u S T 

we are just so blessed to have him so pumped and so motivated to go for this. i am crying thinking about it; this is the most respect tim drake has been shown since the reboot in 2011 i stg

anonymous asked:

FAHC prompt: "Why are you looking at me like I'm dinner?"

shit, I’m so sorry this took so long. I’m not even sure if you’re still hanging around anon… this prompt literally went through like 5 different versions before I finally came up with this. hope you like it if you’re still out there!

“Ryan,” a voice sings in his ear. “You’ve been avoiding me.” The Vagabond sighs and pointedly doesn’t look behind him.

“I have work to do Gavin,” he responds. “I need to get this done for Geoff. I can’t afford any distractions right now.” He hears a huff and then the sound of Gavin flopping down onto his couch.

“You’re no fun,” the Brit says, sounding particularly childish. “And you’re a horrible boyfriend. We haven’t hung out in almost a week! I’m hurt, Rye-bread.”

“No you’re not, you’re bored. You’ve avoided me a lot longer when you’ve been in the middle of a job. A week is nothing.”

“Do as I say, not as I do, love,” comes the quick response and Ryan sighs again, knowing this isn’t going to be the quick exchange he was hoping it would be. Or at least, the quick exchange he was telling himself he hoped it would be.

“Gavin, please. The sooner I get this done the sooner we can spend some time together. I’m almost done planning this out, just give me another day.”

“I want to spend time with you now!” Gavin whines. “I’ve been really patient! I don’t want to wait any longer.”

“Gavin,” Ryan stresses. “You realize this is counterproductive, right? I’m not going to get this done any faster with you pulling this shit.”

“I think you’re just grumpy ‘cause you haven’t gotten laid in forever. Which is really no one’s fault but your own,” Gavin replies, sounding bored now. “I mean, seriously Rye, here you are with the supposed love of your life in the room and you won’t even look at me. Why won’t you look at me, boogie man?”

 At this, Ryan twitches. He can’t resist. Gavin only ever uses that nickname when he’s feeling particularly playful and playful Gavin always works out in Ryan’s favor. He knows he can’t look, if he does he’ll give in and he can’t afford that right now. If he doesn’t get this job all worked out before tomorrow night, there’s no way he’ll finish in time for Geoff. So, he ignores the shifting he can hear coming from the other side of the room, and the heat that’s pooling in his gut, and goes back to work without giving his boy a reply.

Honestly, he should have known Gavin wouldn’t give up that easily.

The crew’s golden boy is quiet just long enough for Ryan to start to get suspicious. He’s just about to text Michael to see if he can distract Gavin and tempt him away from Ryan’s office when his phone buzzes with a new message.

A picture message.

From Gavin.

He shouldn’t open it, he knows that, but the temptation is too great and Ryan would be lying if he claimed that the dry spell of the last week hadn’t been getting to him. Besides, he misses Gavin, misses their dumb, cheap dates and stupid pet names. He wants to be tempted just so he can give in and convince himself that at least he tried to stay on task.

He swipes the message open and breaks. It’s just a selfie but it’s selfie from a Gavin who wants something so it shows off all his best qualities in all the best ways. Ryan only looks at it for a few seconds before he finally gives in and turns to face his couch.

“Hey Rye-bread,” he hears as soon as he turns around, but fuck if he can be bothered to reply, not with Gavin looking like he does. Fuck, pictures are never as good as the original. No picture could compare to the living, breathing treasure laid out on his shitty couch. He’s just wearing one of his regular silk shirt but its unbuttoned three buttons too many. His hair’s tossed attractively and he’s  forgone his usual sunglasses, meaning Ryan can see his hooded green eyes. His legs are spread out and his arms are splayed across the back of the couch, stretching his shirt and pulling it open. And shit, the come-hither smile on his face is such a familiar and welcome expression.

Dear lord, that fucking expression.

“Gavin,” Ryan says, unable to tear his eyes away from the seductive, knowing look on the Brit’s face. “Why are you looking at me like I’m dinner?”

Gavin’s tempting smile changes into a smirk. “Maybe it’s ‘cause you are,” he says. He holds his arms out, motioning that he wants Ryan to pick him up. “C'mon big guy. You know I’ve won. Time to carry me to my room and ravish me until dawn. Chop chop.”

Ryan isn’t even ashamed that it takes him less than ten seconds to get up, cross the five feet separating them, pick a laughing Gavin up into his arms, and carry him out of his office.

Geoff can fucking wait. Ryan has more important things to be doing.

Over a year ago, I started and never finished creating Fake AH Crew arrest records. When one was found today, I decided to redo it, and maybe try picking this project back up. And it’s a bit different from the original.


ship: ryan x reader
word count: 1319
warnings: panic attacks
rating: g (i don’t think there’s like, any swears in here)
a/n: michael is also in this one! it’s established that the reader has anxiety, but ryan doesn’t know that much about it. it’s implied that michael and the reader are good friends. also, you should change (y/n) to your first name, and (y/l/n) to your last name for maximum viewing pleasure! :)

It was just the two of you. Alone. At the office. You’d been dating awhile, but not long enough for him to know you had anxiety. You’d been dating long enough for you to trust him, but not long enough for you to trust him with that.

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Look, it’s Ryan topping


On the Beach…

[based on photo of Matt Ryan and me at Wales Comic Con]
[please DO NOT edit or repost this or the original without my permission]