Apparently this was a rehearsal for the scene, so the extinguisher was a prop one (hence the moment Miranda sassy looks at the camera/crew for how he was acting her in panic), so they went on to it.
But someone had switched the extinguisher to the actual fire thrower that would be used on the scene (I dont remember if was proposital or not or simply a mistake because they were meant to be identical).
So this is their actual reaction, cause when he pressed the valve, he really wasnt expecting to fire come out, neither was Miranda, so their reaction is 100% genuine and they did freak out as on tape.
The thing went out so well they were unable to reenact their reactions or surprise as the first time on rehearsal, so the rehearsal scene was kept and put it into the actual episode.
Are you telling me Miranda was eating that carrot with whip cream for fun and not because the scene called for it.
It’s weird to think that some people aren’t daydreaming 24/7 and creating all kinds of stories and worlds in their heads. Do you mean that when you’re listening to music or walking somewhere your mind is just blank? Sounds weird.
Pairing: Ransom Drysdale x Fem!Reader Word Count: 8,084 Summary: You were no one really, just an escort - a hot, curvy little piece that Ransom couldn’t wait to annihilate. And then you arrived with your warm gaze and genuine smile, your playful quips and soft affection, and, well, Ransom’s plan goes to shit. Warnings: Explicit sexual content. Explicit language. AU. Smol!curvy!escort!Reader. Sex work. Oral sex (m receiving). Eye contact kink. Soft!dom vibes. Vaginal fingering. Praise kink. Unprotected sex. Kindness kink (I’m making it a thing LOL). Ransom is emotionally constipated (our favorite!) but also a secretly soft boi, just for you 🥺
Prepare yourself for this new Pick Your Pleasure verse, because we have a lot more pairings and stories to come. And cum 😘 I’m so ecstatic to be back and to be writing and sharing with you again. I hope you enjoy this, and please do take a moment once you ::ahem:: finish to drop a hoe some feedback! Love you! Enjoy! ❤️
Ransom Drysdale knew exactly what he wanted.
He was strategic in planning for tonight, in fact. Him. Someone who never put much effort into anything ever.
Because he didn’t need to.
Being a spoiled, infamous trust fund prick definitely had its perks.
But put in effort he did, because Ransom was in a mood.
He had a particular itch to scratch and it wasn’t gonna be fulfilled by the usual fare he was often surrounded by.
One thing I love about Tumblr that wasn’t a thing on Reddit is that I can just write whatever the fuck text post I want. No titles. No putting text on images. No algorithms or karma. Just fuckin splatter your mind onto the screen and people will see it. Like god intended.
