#keene curtis

[loveboatinsanity]

[lecameleontv]

Captures 1 - 2 - 3 de l'Ep. 2.18 : Cadeaux de Noël 1/2 (1991) de la série Beverly Hills 90210.

Alias M. Fenigor dans la série Le Caméléon

[mydailyvintagephotos]

Remembering

Keene Curtis 🌹🕊️

On his Birthday 🎂

[thewomanwhowatchedchristmas]

Richie Rich's Christmas Wish (1998)

Ok, so I know that like, objectively, this is not a good movie. But wow it is campy fun. If you read my review last year of Jingle All the Way, this was also a favorite of at Nana's house because that was her taste, so I enjoyed it thoroughly.

Richie Rich (David Gallagher) is sick of all the responsibilities that come with his family's wealth and fame that prevent him from playing with his friends Gloria (Michelle Trachtenberg) Freckles (Blake Collins), and Pee Wee (Austin Stout). His attendant Cadbury (Keene Curtis) is patient with him, and Mr. Rich (Martin Mull) and Mrs. Rich (Lesley Ann Warren) are both loving parents and responsible community members, but things go south when the Van Doughs come for tea. Mr. Van Dough (Richard Fancy) is trying to shut down factories because he doesn't want to pay the workers. Mrs. Van Dough (Marla Maples) has no time for charity work because of all her spa treatments. Their son Reggie (Jake Richardson) is mean to all the waitstaff and is jealous that Richie gets to be on TV. Reggie doesn't want to do the charity work; he just wants to be the richest kid in the world instead of being second to Richie. So Reggie sabotages Richie and then blames Richie for ruining Christmas. Richie thinks everyone believes Reggie (they don't) and is distraught. He goes to Professor Keenbean's (Eugene Levy) lab and wishes that Richie Rich was never born. This triggers Professor Keenbean's wishing machine, but the world isn't quite what Richie was expecting without him in it.

This was really fun for me. I guess if you're not a fan of the "so bad it's good" kind of movie, this is not for you. But that's my personal favorite kind of movie. Overall, I have no notes, just 5 stars.

[feyd-meowtha]

A wee snippet from the upcoming MOTA 90s House AU...

“So you’ll try to talk your way into a nightclub underage but you draw the line at drinking? Weirdest jailbait I ever met.” Bucky said, shaking his head in a way that was equally condescending and unbearably attractive.

Cool, experienced, old enough to be here - Bucky was everything that Gale was not and it made him so mad that he wanted to kiss him and never stop. He appreciated that this was not the normal reaction to someone pissing you off but he also understood that this was anything but a normal day and allowed the thought to stand.

“Stop calling me that,” Gale huffed, deciding that bratty was the way to go with this guy. That worked for him. The whole coquettish looking up through your lashes always sounded like bullshit anyway.

“I told you I'm eighteen and you can’t even be that much older. You’re what, like, 25 tops?”

Bucky just laughed and tapped his nose, which could have one of two meanings but Gale was pretty sure which one it was this time.

“A lady never tells,” said Bucky before turning his attention to the shot of tequila sitting untouched on the counter, a slice of lime balanced across the top and a packet of salt sticking to the bar mat next to it.

“Hand.” Bucky said. It wasn’t an instruction and it also wasn’t quite a request but Gale did as he was told, dropping his hand into Bucky’s broad palm. What happened next was something that Gale would be replaying in his head for the rest of his life.

Quick as a flash, Bucky’s tongue darted out of his mouth and he licked a long stripe along the back of Gale’s hand. Gale watched bug-eyed as he ripped the salt open with his teeth, pouring it onto Gale’s wet skin before chasing it with another lap of his tongue. After that he downed the shot and presumably sucked on the slice of lime. Gale honestly couldn’t be sure because his brain had left his head and was currently oozing out of his ears onto the sticky linoleum floor.

“Fuck, I love tequila,” Bucky said, shaking his head as he savoured the burn and relinquished control of Gale’s still wet and now salty hand. Gale resisted the urge to lick the remains of the salt off himself, taste the saliva that shone purple and blue under the disco lights. He fought the temptation, allowing his hand to fall onto the bar where it tingled hot and cold.

There was a loud snort from the other side of the bar as the blonde bartender ducked down behind the glass wash in an attempt to hide his giggles. Bucky spun to face him, looking pissed as Gale’s faculties finally returned to him.

“It ain’t the first time you’ve done that is it?” Gale said, eliciting another snort from the bartender.

“Fuck’s sake, Hambone,” Bucky said, gesturing with his hands, “just because you got no game don’t mean you gotta go and ruin it for the rest of us.”

Then he turned back to Gale.

“Would you believe me if I said it was?”

“No.” Gale said flatly, mind still on the drying spit on the back of his hand. He sipped at his coke. It was fizzy and sweet and it gave him something do do with his hands and his mouth, other than all the things that his overstimulated brain was suggesting.

“You caught me, nothin’ gets past you does it?” Bucky said with a grin, “None of em were as pretty as you though.”

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Coming soon to feyd_meowtha on ao3!

[motorcycleboy9]

PATRICK SWAYZE MENTIONED (he's the one who played Darry in the outsiders movie)

[hearts4skywalker]

HAILEY'S MASTER LIST

requests open!!

𐙚HAYDEN CHRISTENSEN CHARACTERS

scott barringer please please please

𐙚THE OUTSIDERS

pony boy moon in oklahoma

𐙚KARATE KID

daniel larusso absentmindedly

𐙚COBRA KAI

miguel diaz head canons

robby keene why don't you bring your girlfriend?

robby keene head canons

robby keene tell me we weren't just friends?

samantha larusso head canons

eli moskowtiz head canons

tory nichols head canons

demetri alexopoulos head canons

anthony larusso can i call you tonight?

anthony larusso head canons

[markosbabymama]

y’all if i did ships for the outsiders and cobra kai would u submit? plz lmk i’ve been wanting to do it for a while!!😁

[ambcass]

𝐏𝐢𝐜𝐤 𝐚 𝐟𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐦 𝐈 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐧𝐞𝐱𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧 𝐟𝐨𝐫 <𝟑

[retrolvr4]

Request info!

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:

-I have seen A LOT of 80s/90s movies so don’t be afraid to request.

Listing the movies i can think of now

The Outsiders, the Lost Boys, Pretty in Pink, Better off Dead, 16 Candles, The Breakfast Club, Ferris Bueller’s day off, Top Gun, Road House, Raising Arizona, Heathers. (there’s more)

-I also love Top Gun Maverick so i’m open to requests for that

-Love cobra kai and will take requests

-I adore Jake Gyllenhaall, Keanu Reeves and Paul Dano so I will also take requests for their characters

-I am pretty open to ideas but there are things I will absolutely not write

-I will write smut but not any that is super rough or degrading (idk how to explain it) I’m not comfortable with writing super kinky stuff (ex. Bondage, Daddy/Mommy, slapping/smacking, anything with weapons, etc)

- I also will not write about topics of self harm, eating disorders, or any mental health issues outside of anxiety as i do not have personal experience and do not want to falsely portray the mental illness.

-Lastly I will not write about domestic violence or any form of abuse

-As of right now I only write x reader as it’s what i’m comfortable with!

Thank you! Feel free to send in any requests! 💗

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:

[sluggmuffin]

SLUGS MASTERLIST

rules

Requests: OPEN!

The Outsiders

DARRY CURTIS

SODAPOP CURTIS

PONYBOY CURTIS

JOHNNY CADE

TWO-BIT MATHEWS

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Mighty Ducks

DEAN PORTMAN

LUIS MENDOZA

FULTON REED

KEN WU

CHARLIE CONWAY

ADAM BANKS

GUY GERMAINE

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Cobra Kai

MIGUEL DIAZ

ROBBY KEENE

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Outerbanks

JJ MAYBANK

JOHN B ROUTLEDGE

POPE HEYWARD

RAFE CAMERON

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Captures 1 - 2 - 3 de l'Ep. 2.18 : Cadeaux de Noël 1/2 (1991) de la série Beverly Hills 90210.

Alias M. Fenigor dans la série Le Caméléon

[literaturewithliz]

1. Hello I was wondering if I could get a romantic matchup for Harry Potter (preferably marauders era as I’m 20 or aged up characters), cobra kai, and the outsiders.

2. I’m bisexual with she/her pronouns so any gender is fine!

3. Appearance:

As for looks, I’m 5’1, average to smaller build, tanned olive type skin, dark brown eyes, full lips, dark brown shoulder length wavy/kinda curly hair with curtain bangs. I also wear glasses with a slight cat eye to them.

4. Personality:

For personality I’m creative, introverted, and individualistic. Though I’m introverted, around my friends I can be quite talkative, humorous and outgoing. However I definitely treasure my alone time the most.

5. Hobbies/Interests:

As for hobbies escaping to new worlds while reading books/comics, watching movies, and playing rpg video games. My favorite genres are fantasy and sci-fi, though I do love a good classic from time to time. Apart from that, I love working out.

My interests on the other hand are art focused. I’m currently in art school working with both digital and traditional mediums. I love my practice and everything from interaction design and digital illustration to graphite drawings and inking.

6. Likes/dislikes:

Likes: coffee, chai tea, dark chocolate, rock/blues/jazz/ music, cafe art shows, arcades, comic book stores, purple, thai/Indian/Chinese food, roller blading to classic rock with the wind in my hair, quality alone time

Dislikes: people i am unfamiliar with and have to make small talk with, the biting cold, rain, non fiction, staying too close to reality and not being allowed to daydream/imagine/roam freely in my thoughts, physical touch, overly crowded areas

Thank you!

Thanks so much for the request!

Harry Potter

I match you with Nymphadora Tonks!

I think she loves how outgoing you can be when you get to know someone! But she completely understands if you don’t wanna go anywhere for a date and would rather just cuddle on her couch. I think y’all would have cute and quiet mornings where she makes you tea/coffee. Your an artist? She’s fascinated, I tell you. She wants to see all of your work. She doesn’t wanna pressure you into showing anything you don’t want to show, but she can’t help her excitement!

Cobra Kai

I match you with Robby Keene! (I couldn’t find anyone who’s close to your age that isn’t around 40, so if we could pretend your 16-17 in this scenario, that would be great thanks! So sorry!)

I think he totally understands the way you think about valuing your alone time! I think he’s so similar to you in that way. He’s such a respectful boyfriend, and let’s you know that you never have to feel like your bothering him by wanting alone time. I think he would love to work out with you! Y’all would have jogs in the park or he would teach you different moves in the dojo a lot. You say you don’t like physical touch, and I think Robby wouldn’t mind that one bit. I kinda think he feels the same way.

The Outsiders

I match you with Darry Curtis!

I think Darry loves how individualistic you are, and really appreciates that your so independent, as he can’t always be around 24/7. I think that you can help him relax, though, with how open and funny you are around those that you love. I think he would absolutely adore jazz music just like you! Y’all go to café’s with art shows and jazz music playing on the rare occasion he has the time and money. I don’t think fantasy/sci-fi is really his cup of tea, as he’s such a realist, but I think y’all balance each other out in that way.

I hope you liked your results!

[juniperss]

Soft!Dallas Winston Headcanons

A/N: This was originally written on my main account a few years ago but I decided to move it here since I don't change this URL as often and it makes easier to find my writing! A/N 2: It's been a while since I wrote these so I'd like to think that I've improved somewhat since then!

Dally isn't new to winning girls over, how to get them to blush and feel like they swallowed a butterfly, but he is new to expressing genuine softness. It takes the right person to warm him up and get his tough exterior to melt and takes very little for that wall to be built back up.  It's foreign to him on so many levels that he's not sure if he's doing right so be prepared for him to fumble a bit (though he won't ever admit that he fumbled anything).

He's not really scared of PDA and actually takes a lot of pride in showing you off. Full on kisses, butt tap/slaps (feel free to return those btw), and wrapping his arm around your waist acts as both a warning/display that you are is his partner, but also allows him to keep you close by him. He tells you later into the relationship that having you next to him acts like an anchor, you keep that in mind now.

However softer forms of PDA do make him slightly uncomfortable such as temple kisses, holding hands, cuddling, etc. He likes (and needs) to maintain his “tough greaser” exterior and those softer moments don't go hand in hand with it. So if anyone besides the gang is around he's pretty guarded.

If you play with boy's hair he's going to die a little. At the end of the day when he plops down onto the couch at the Curtis's and leans his head onto the back of couch, you run your fingers through his locks you can physically feel him melt into the cushions. There's something about the tugging of his hair, your fingers scratching his scalp while listening to you talk to the guys makes him feel secure.

Dally is basically a cat in a sense; he's very selective in who he likes, really doesn't seek out affection and isn't super keen on showing that he likes it, but he's not going to complain if YOU are the one who initiates it. He might pretend to be annoyed if the gang teases him but does he pull away his hand away from yours as you lace your fingers together? Hell no!

While we're on the topic of hand holding.....this boy has soft hands? Even with the work he does and all the fights he gets into, he somehow manages to keep his hands softer than expected. They're strong though and usually covered with bruises and the occasional cuts he acquires from various fights and scrapes he finds himself in.

The first time you helped him take care of his cut up knuckles he couldn't stop watching you. You can bet your ass he was flirting with you the entire time you were gathering the disinfectant and band aides but the moment you actually took his one hand in both of yours he shut up and stared. Had that dumb puppy dog look in his eyes that you found incredibly distracting to the point you had to ask him to stop it (he won't let you ever live that down)

Really really realllllyyyyyy loves if you hold one of his hands in both of yours. He thinks it's cute? And no he doesn't know why.

Has and will fall asleep on you at any given moment if you are seated next to him. In the car regardless if the gang is there or if it's just the two of you, on the couch, on the floor, if you're tucked into the booth in an empty diner. Probably has dozed off while you two hung out at the junkyard one night

Is the type of boyfriend who climbs through your window instead of just knocking on your front door. He might claim it's because your parents don't like him (might be true), but he just likes the look on your face when you see him tapping on the glass.

Please for the love of god let this boy be the little spoon. Dally really is a loner and besides the gang he's been alone for quite a while. He's emotionally guarded and lacked the support he needed growing up to show that it's okay to talk about his emotions. So one his bad days he gets angry, doesn't really know how to express that other than getting into fights whether those are physical, verbal, or both. At the end of the bad day, once he's patched up and calmed down, he just wants to lay down with you and feel you wrap your arms around him and press your chest against his back.  

[motorcycleboy9]

characters I kin... but it gets worse

[callme-holly]

Johnny Cade x Reader where they get into a little argument but they solve it all out at the end:)

'𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐞' [𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐣𝐨𝐡𝐧𝐧𝐲 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐚 𝐬𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐥 '𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐮𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭']

𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞 - This isn't perfect and I'm so sorry. I'm trying to be better with my uploading but I've got some much to do lmaooo. Anyways, as always, hope ya'll enjoy!!

𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭 - 1.1k words

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 - mild swearing !!

When you enter the Curtis home, the first thing you notice is Johnny curled up on the couch, knees tucked to his chest, his eyes dull and sad. His skin is noticeably paler than usual, his face is a patchwork of bruises and cuts, and he looks as if he hasn't slept for a while.  

He hardly reacts as you make your way around to the front of the couch, but it's clear from the way his eyes follow your movements that his attention has sharpened and that he’s acutely aware of your presence. You reach out a tentative hand with full intentions of running your fingers through his hair, only to see him tense and flinch at the movement. You withdraw almost instantly, freezing for a moment before lowering yourself onto the armrest beside him. 

“Johnny, is everything okay?” Your voice is quiet, almost as if you were addressing a wounded animal, which isn't very far off the truth when it comes to Johnny Cade. He's like a little puppy that has been kicked too many times; jumpy and skittish and so desperately broken down inside that sometimes you wonder how he can keep himself together at all. 

“Johnny?” You ask again, trying to get his attention this time.

What?” He mutters, his head still buried beneath his arms. He sounds exhausted; every syllable is a struggle. “What’d ya want?”

You hesitate for a moment, not entirely sure how to proceed. It’s clear he’s not too keen on the idea of talking to you, but if you don’t ask him soon, you might lose whatever chance you have of getting answers out of him altogether. “Is everything okay?” You try once more, and Johnny huffs out a breath, sounding even more defeated than before. 

“Fine,” He grits out between clenched teeth. “Everything's fine. Just go.” He lifts his head enough to glare at you, his expression unreadable underneath the dark bags covering his eyes. You fight the urge to brush the stray strands back from his face, because there's something about the look in his eyes that makes your stomach twist uncomfortably. But instead, you move from your spot on the arm rest to kneel by his head, your hand hovering on his shoulder. 

“I’m not going anywhere.” You reply calmly, not wanting to push him too hard. “Not until you talk to me. I need you to tell me what happened.”

Johnny lets out a strangled sound, a sort of choked groan, and rolls over onto his side, away from you. “It doesn't matter.” He mumbles the words so quietly that they're almost lost in the air around you. “Just leave.” There's an edge to his voice; the tautness in his muscles is giving away his growing frustration. He tries to hide it, but it bleeds out anyway, and he finally snaps when you make no move to go. 

He raises his head abruptly, pushing his weight into a sitting position before swinging his legs over the other side of the couch so that he’s facing you directly. “God, just stop! Stop treatin’ me like a baby all the damn time! I don’t need your help!” The outburst surprises you, and you blink at him in astonishment, watching with wide eyes as his face twists up in a grimace as though he could barely hold himself together anymore. It hurts to watch; you can feel your own emotions begin to twist in sympathy for him, and despite knowing better, you find yourself reaching towards him instinctively.

Before you can touch him, however, he jerks away as if burned. “Stop!” He cries hoarsely, his voice breaking with emotion. “Just get out of here and leave me alone!”

You sit frozen on the edge of the couch and let out a slow, shuddering sigh. “What is your issue?” You bite the words out between clenched teeth. “Why won't you let me help?”   

You know that you should probably leave now before things escalate further, but you're also not quite ready to give up and just leave things be. Instead, you force yourself to stay where you are, your eyes fixed on Johnny as the tears well up in his eyes.

His lips part to respond, but he doesn't say anything; he just swallows hard and averts his gaze. “Go,” he repeats hoarsely after a moment's hesitation, his voice thick and strained. A tear slides slowly down his cheek as he speaks. He swipes it away angrily. “Just… Go home. I don't need ya.”

Your anger fades. The sudden burst of hostility washes away the last of your patience, leaving you feeling drained and hollow. 

“That’s bullshit, Johnny Cade.” Your voice is soft, but it carries conviction. “You don’t mean that.” 

The words hang heavy between you for a moment before Johnny's shoulders slump, defeated. He turns away from you, pressing his hands against his temples and squeezing his eyes shut tight. You watch silently as he takes several shaky breaths, fighting back tears.

Johnny doesn’t cry often; you know that much, so to see him now reduced to such a pitiable mess breaks your heart.

Slowly and carefully, you reach for him one final time, placing a hand lightly on his back. He tenses again, and you retract your touch immediately, unsure of what to do. “Hey,” you say softly. “Johnny, talk to me.” You pause, swallowing heavily. “Please.” 

He shakes his head, the motion jerky and violent. You can hear his shallow breathing, which is ragged and painful, as he tries to stifle his sobbing. His body shudders slightly, and you have to suppress the impulse to pull him into your arms, to cradle his head gently between your palms, and to rub his back soothingly. 

“I'm sorry…” He chokes out eventually, turning back to you with red-rimmed, bloodshot eyes. “I didn't want to shout at you... But I just…” He lets out a breath, struggling visibly to regain some kind of composure. “Can we talk about this later?”

You consider for a second, then nod. “Okay, if that’s what you really want to do.” 

Johnny nods shortly, seeming to settle a little. He swipes at his cheeks roughly, scrubbing his hands harshly across his face to wipe away any evidence of tears or lingering distress. 

When he finally speaks, his voice is steadier, although his tone remains subdued, bordering on weary. “Can you just hold me for a bit?” He asks, avoiding your gaze as his cheeks flush red again, embarrassment making him unable to meet your gaze. “I know I yelled, but...” He trails off, and you nod, rising to your feet wordlessly to settle down beside him, allowing him to lay his head in your lap and resume his curled-up position. 

“Thanks.” He mumbles, words muffled into your leg. You run your fingers through his hair, smiling faintly when he nuzzles into your touch, clearly appreciative of the gesture. 

“Anytime.” You whisper back, and, in that moment, amidst the turmoil, you knew one thing for certain: you weren't leaving him alone, not now, not ever.

𝐚𝐬𝐤𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐧 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐬!!