#Tess Campbell

[knottybliss]

Sorry notsorry for FBposting, but someone shared this on a Princess Bride fan page and I am 😍

[delightfully-deranged-dagur]

AU thing I thought up. What if Disventure Camp characters were Total Drama characters?

So here's the new cast for Island.

If you've got any questions about my ideas for rewriting them and my ideas behind their designs, feel free to ask!

[horrorwomensource]

Georgina Campbell as Tess Marshall • Barbarian (2022)

[dirtbagdefender]

[alek-softy]

Broadchurch x tota zombie au where the outbreak started somewhere around when the Sandbrook case was collapsing

Instead of heart problems, Alec has the world's slowest acting bite ever. The symptoms of said bite would be similar to his heart problems excluding the incurable hunger and near constant fever

Alec gets tossed around for a couple of years and then BAM in the middle of winter he finds some half dead looking kid lying in the snow clutching a torn up blazer and -is that Dettol??

Enter Campbell. Still the same looney just not as proud. You'd think he'd be doing at least a little better than Alec considering he's not a half mile run away from death but he's got his own issues to deal with. It's not like he'd suddenly stop being bipolar because it became more inconvenient

So, Alec takes one look at Campbell and immediately adopts him. Classic "apocalypse kid gets adopted by grumpy old man" scenario as seen in tlou and the twd games

What happens from there?? No clue. Figure it out yourself. This is peak daydreaming content.

[shcrtsweets]

@heartfe1t liked for tess &/or ty!

tess doesn't understand why her parents think the idea of her charming her way into a friendship with the senator's daughter is a good idea. sure, they're convinced it's because this will result in some good shit for them, it also feels risky. and stupid. but yet, here she is - mostly because they'd used anna and ella against her. she's pretending to pay attention to whatever the redhead is saying when a name that sounds vaguely familiar slips past her lips. she looks up, facing campbell now. "wait i'm sorry, what'd you say? who is that?"

[20yearsofmovies]

Time 22-Feb-2025 19:30 Day Saturday Where Cineworld - Rushden Lakes Screen 13 Seat J7 Price £3.88

[kavalyera]

im sick to my stomach barbarian should have been a romcom

[windshield91]

Any idea when we'll hear about the renewal decision?

[incorrectsibunaquotes]

There’s Snow Place Like Anubis House

Sibuna Secret Santa gift for @house-of-secrets / @find-y0ur-j0y 🎄❤️🫶🏻 I was your Secret Santa! I hope you enjoy this one-shot as much as I enjoyed writing it for you! Merry Christmas, Evie! 🥰

Summary:

“It didn’t snow nearly enough at Anubis House in Alfie’s opinion. Of course, it snowed sometimes, but never enough.”

OR... Anubis House finally gets a snow day

link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/52499344

[guiadeterror]

O Macaco

O Macaco (The Monkey) SINOPSE: Quando os gêmeos Bill e Hal encontram no sótão um velho macaco de brinquedo do pai, começa uma série de mortes terríveis. Os irmãos decidem jogar o brinquedo fora e seguir em frente com suas vidas, distanciando-se com o passar dos anos. Informações técnicas: DIREÇÃO: Osgood Perkins ROTEIRO: Osgood Perkins ELENCO: Theo James, Tatiana Maslany, Christian Convery, Colin…

[chrryblsssm]

just as a canon/timeline note: my muses from the inheritance games, the naturals, the fixer, and debutantes do all coexist in the same world. therefore, the hawthornes would know campbell and lily, everyone would know about avery's inheritance, cassie working at quantico would know of ivy kendrick and what she does in and around dc and for politicians, the cases would be on the news at least nationally, what happened to gigi at the end of the grandest game would absolutely have been headline news, and so on and so forth :)

[delightfully-deranged-dagur]

Group Photo for my DC TD AU

The combined Logan-Jake-Aiden-Hannah pose nearly broke me.

[starry-mist]

Gah. Last season I was firmly on Team Tess Needs To Sort Her Shit Out, but leaned heavily Team Jake. So of course this season when she’s sorted herself out more and I land back on Team Jake, he’s suddenly leaving. Dammit.

My favourite type of ship remains “the love is requited, they’re just idiots.”

[knithacker]

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[jam3sacaster]

“I have waited for the day.”

(Rivals) Rupert Campbell-Black x Reader

Suggestion by sweet @megangovier 🫶🏽 Distraught from your very recent breakup, you seek solace in the only person you can trust…

18+ FANFIC / A gorgeous mixture of soft & vague smut. Short Work. Reader character aged 21. Hope you enjoy! 🩷

Rapping violently against the door of Penscombe Court, mascara flowing down your cheeks like inky waterfalls, you sniffle and fiddle with the tips of your fingers anxiously. It was a beautiful Spring day, the mellow sunlight cast a golden glow across Penscombe Court and the magnificent weeping willow tree in the driveway swayed fantastically in the gentle breeze. However, it was hard to appreciate the springtime beauty through glassy eyes. Barking contentedly as he sprints towards you, Blue, Rupert’s lurcher, circled around your feet and wagged his tail. It had been ever such a long time since you have seen him, but you were overjoyed that he recognised you. “Hello, my darling. Oh, how I’ve missed you. Where on Earth is your Dad?” You sniffled, bending down to stroke his back softly.

The front door slowly creaked open to reveal the man you had so desperately missed, wearing only a pair of beige tweed trousers and a vile brown leather belt, reading a copy of Tess of the d’Urbervilles by Thomas Hardy. “Dear God, what on Earth’s the matter, angel?” Rupert questioned you upon seeing the distraught expression painted across your face. “Can I come in?” You ask, pushing your way past him and into the sitting room before he could respond.

“You’re in luck.” Rupert spoke as he rifled through his drinks cabinet, and promptly brandished a large bottle of Gordon’s. Pouring you a disgustingly strong gin & tonic, Rupert collapsed onto the space beside you, resting his book down gently on the coffee table and lighting you both a cigarette. You accept it graciously and take a long drag, dazzling emerald eyes piercing through the thick cloud of smoke. “Fucking prick. I don’t know how I put up with him for so long. After everything I dealt with, he finishes me?” You scoff and watch as Blue carefully pads into the room, curling over your feet. “I have waited for the day. If anything, I’m glad that rotter finished with you, you were much too marvellous for him. At least he will leave you alone.” Rupert tuts, biting his bottom lip exasperatedly.

“You’re just saying that to make me feel better,” You paused for a moment, “It’s working, carry on.” Your words were accompanied with a congested giggle. That sound is heavenly, Rupert thought to himself as his pique expression softened. “I really don’t think I can bare to be alone tonight. Do you mind if I crash here? Just for one night.” You muttered under your breath as you picked at a small hole in your tights, gaping it and creating a ladder that tore from your thigh to your kneecap. “Of course you can, if you allow me to rip your tights someplace else.” Rupert teased, slugging back his gin & tonic and promptly pouring you both another.

His suggestive comment made your knees tremble with a feeling unfamiliar to you — why was Rupert making you feel so weakened? “Do you mind if Blue stays with me in the guest room?” You question, leaning down to give the darling lurcher a pat. “You needn’t. If you’re feeling particularly lonely after your breakup, you should stay in my room. I’ll keep you company.” His eyes narrowly enticingly as he spoke. The awful, lustful burning in your loins made you feel terribly reprehensible. You had been single for, you pause to check your watch, two hours — and already had a overpowering desire to remove that brown leather belt of his.

Taking a swig of what was your third gin & tonic, you recognised that spectacular dizzying feeling, your mind thick with gin and terrible ideas. By now, the sunset was flourishing in majestic washes of rose pink, striking amethyst and breathtaking paprika-orange. “Care to take this outside?” Rupert asked, lifting the bottle of gin from the table and sliding open the glass doors. With a small nod of your head, you follow him and take a seat at the bench just outside the door.

As to be expected, Blue bounded into the garden after you both, rolling on his back across the dew-coated grass. A small, joyful giggle left your lips, which coaxed Rupert to flare up at you again, rubbing his tongue over his lips. “I might join you there, Blue.” You mumble, now laying on your back as the silver dog collapsed onto your chest. My God, she’s beautiful, Rupert thought to himself. “Your ladder is getting worse.” He chuckled, leaning down beside you and placing his finger through the ladder, pulling at it slightly. “Inside, Blue.” Rupert points towards the sitting room in a firm manner, and Blue immediately complied.

His tender caress of your leg made your lip wobble in desire, and he basked in every moment of it. “Rupert…” You whispered, gazing up at him with innocent, glittering eyes. “Angel. I need you.” Rupert mumbled softly in response, but your lips were crashing together lustfully before the final word could leave his mouth. “I must have you.” You fretted, and raised yourself onto your elbows, fiddling with his belt and throwing it to the ground. “Are you terribly sure?” The man spoke eloquently, but you hiked your dress to your belly and nodded your head. Gripping your tights on either side of your thighs, he tore them from you with a resounding rippp, exhorted by the sound of your maniacal giggles. “Angel. Whilst it’s turning me on awfully to tear these tights from you, I must tell you something.” He faltered, and lay back down beside you. “What? It’s not something bad, is it?” You whisper carefully into the air.

“No, no, not at all.” Rupert reaffirmed. “But it’s something you must know. I don’t think I’ve ever felt so strongly about someone before. You interrupt my every thought.” And just like that, everything was in slow motion. It was like every birthday and Christmas combined into one lovesick jumble. “I’m terrified to say that I think I love you.” You replied, and every trouble and doubt melted away.