#3.5 stars probably

[the-writer-nerd-ro]

I was not at all interested in seeing Gladiator II on account of the fact I never watched the first one but we ended up getting tickets for the wrong day for the movie we wanted to see, and we were already at the theater, so we watched it

And let me tell you, those awful twin emperors lit a fire in my brain. Every time they were on screen and every time the other villain was on screen I was having a great time. Fred Hechinger and Joseph Quinn ate and left no crumbs

[stayatsam]

more on the outer worlds and comparing to BG3 since that's just the last game i played. the diff is massive...

Baldurs Gate moral choices are like. do you want to:

Save someone's life

Kill everyone

Outer Worlds moral choices:

To save yourself you must destroy one community over another by taking their electricity away.

This self-absorbed scientist who endangered his staff wants his research back so he can get a promotion; but seems to regret his actions if you press. (and he kills himself if his staff die)

DISCLAIMER: i realize the big difference between a fantasy video game about saving the world from a giant brain vs a satirical sci-fi shooter

[hussyknee]

No shade to fanfic, because god knows there are some excellent ones, but when you get back to reading published novels after a long time, you realize how readable and consistently good even average professional writing is. I mean, the fact that there's more professional grade published writing than there is professional grade fanfic should be obvious, but it's easy to forget when you spend long enough immersed in fic alone.

[muirneach]

lmfao barbie not being in the top 16 highest rated movies this year…..

[paranoidhawk]

found out there are some reviews for Lookouts on Backloggd and wanted to post this funny one but theres some nice reviews here (link here)

[screamingaboutliterature]

Artemis - Andy Weir

I enjoyed this book in a kind of trashy, easy-to-read way. Jazz is a protagonist that I entirely don't understand, and never really do, even though I completed the book. She feels like she was originally written as a teenage boy, and then the author just swapped the name and pronouns. The author attempts to add diversity through the Muslim and gay characters, but they're played up to such an extent and tie into common stereotypes in a way that makes it much less enjoyable, and completely breaks down any sense of relatability for people from those groups reading them. This is kind of reinforced by the fact that she's the only significant female character in the novel. A decent amount of the subplots never really go anywhere and are slightly shallow and unnecessary. As a whole, it reads pretty much like a first or second draft before its been sent to the editor. But to be completely fair, I did enjoy it, and read the whole thing. I was invested pretty much the whole time I read it and I really enjoyed the worldbuilding and the setting of the moon. The book kind of encompasses both the best bits of Weir's humour and the worst.  Hence the 3 stars rather than lower.

[astarlightmonbebe]

packing is stressful

[fluorescentbrains]

interpreting goodreads ratings is like. ok, hard sci fi with 4+ stars, it’s probably decent. weird/esoteric/abstract premise, less than 4 stars, likely fascinating but reviewers didn’t understand it. fantasy for adults, the rating is probably accurate. retelling of some mythology, 3.5 stars or less, hot garbage for sure. YA romantasy, 4.5 stars or higher, this author probably has an army of tiktok fans rating the book and it’s mid at best. YA romantasy, less than 3.5 stars, it’s gotta be garbage if not even the YA crowd would play ball with it. romance with gay people, higher than 4 stars—well that’s net zero information

[i-am-a-bad-influence-writes]

P*rn ☆  Chapter 8, A moment of bliss

Masterlist Word count: 3.5 k Sylus x Fem!Reader

Summary: You have been following a spicy content creator by the name of Red Crow for some time now. Nothing could’ve prepared you for what would happen when he moves into the apartment next door.

Author's note: Hi everyone. Enjoy Sylus being a switch/bottom for this one. He won't be for every chapter, but he's desperate and you've been waiting for this sooooo... I do want to remind everyone that this is my first time writing a smutty story. I hope it makes sense. <3

Warning! This story is meant for mature audiences. It contains sex, swear words, porn, smoking, intimate piercings, mentions of drugs, alcohol, mentions of domestic abuse, and other mature themes. Do not engage if you are under 18.

Mature content under the cut.

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'And then he slept over,' you tell Zayne over the phone and quickly add, 'we just cuddled. It was nice.' He doesn't need to say anything for you to know he disapproves. Just wait, he'll tell you that you shouldn't invite men you don't know over to your apartment. Especially not types like Sylus. 

'That's nice. He deserves something good in his life.' "What?!" 'Are you still there?' You probably stayed silent with your jaw on the floor a little too long. Maybe you shouldn't be too surprised. When you showed Zayne a picture of Sylus he looked physically pained, but not in a fearful way. It was empathetic. 

'Yes, yes, I'm still here, sorry. I expected you to lecture me on inviting strange men into my apartment,' you admit. 

'I would, but I know this man. I think he's a good one,' Zayne admits, 'I'm glad you ran into him. Seems the type for you.' Fair enough. Zayne has listened to you whine about men often enough to be glad you're finally actually like one. There's a knock at your door and a rush of nerves goes through your system. 

'Oh, that must be him,' you tell Zayne, 'I'll call you later, okay? We still need to set a date for our annual trip.' 

'Sure. I'll talk to you later.' His voice sounds amused, almost like he's smiling through the phone. You feel a little flustered. He probably picked up on your tone change when you heard the knocks on the door. 

'Bye.' You put your phone in your pocket and walk towards the door, stopping in front of the hallway mirror to check yourself one last time. Outfit, comfy but cute. Hair, eh, good enough. Makeup, minimal but nice. You pull the door open to reveal Sylus in a barely buttoned black blouse and slacks. Now you feel awfully underdressed in your jeans. Are you sure you agreed on dinner and a movie at his place? This looks like he's taking you to a 3-star dining and rented the whole cinema. 

But, you should have known he was going to be dressed like that. After all, it was the same outfit he wore in his newest video. The one he posted today, earlier than he usually does. In a way, you feel like he did it to tease you. Especially since it wasn't all that erotic. It was just him sitting back against the headboard of his bed with a book in his hand, reading the most utterly horny smutty chapter you've ever heard in your damn life. It nearly made you fall off your chair running to your room to masturbate, but you decided against it. The night's still young after all. 

The chapter stuck with you though. Because it wasn't all that horny because of the actual sex happening, but more because of the love between the characters. To be desired so carnally, to be loved so openly, is a fucking turn on. 

'You look beautiful,' he notes, taking all of your thoughts away with one look. The way his eyes rake over you, you feel like you're a marble statue in a museum. Loved, admired, valued, but most of all, beautiful. A blush spreads on your cheeks. 

'Thank you. You look nice too.' 

'Just nice?' 

'Stunning.' The nerves don't calm down and you're not sure why. You've already had him in your bed, you kissed him, cuddled him, let him... Why are you blushing at the thought of it now? Is it because this is a proper date? It's not even that serious. It's just dinner and a movie at his place. 

'Ready?' He offers you his arm. You nod and place your hand on his forearm. It's awfully proper, but it does feel very nice to be treated so respectfully. 

'I have to say, I was expecting a kiss,' you admit. He grins and leans down to press a soft kiss on your lips. Nothing special, just a gentle greeting from a lover. 

A lover? No, more than that. It feels like home. Like you've been kissing his lips for years, but the spark is still there. Like this is how it's meant to be. Like he is completely and utterly in love with you, and you feel the same. 

Shit, you're in love. 

Sylus leads you into his apartment. The one time you were in there, you didn't really take in his decor. It's very much him. The whole place is made up of black, white, some dark wood tones, yet it still feels warm. It might be because he has taken a page out of your book with all the candles he's lit around the apartment. The dining table is set beautifully. There's red wine on the table already, along with a beautiful bouquet of deep red roses that look almost velvety. There's some music playing that feels slightly suggestive but not enough to comment on. 

'Wow, you really went all you,' you note. You feel his arm slip from your grasp and around your waist to pull you closer against him. He looks down at you with the lightest flicker of a big smile. 

'For you, I'd rearrange the stars if you asked me to. Now go sit down. Food will be ready in a bit.' 

Sylus stands behind the stove while you take a seat at the table. Of course, you take the seat across from the kitchen so you can watch him work. The way he slightly is swaying and softly humming along with the music is truly a vision to behold. A domestic vision. A vision of a future you'd like to live. 

He looks over his shoulder, seeing you leaning on your palm, elbow on the table, staring at him. You feel your cheeks heat up again but no urge to look away. Instead, you smile at him and he smiles back. He picks up the pan and walks over to the table, setting it down in the middle between the two plates.  

'Pasta alla Norma. Say when,' he says as he starts dishing out the food on your plate. You nod your head to him after a bit, having a very generous portion of pasta on your plate. He does the same for himself and grabs the wine to uncork it. All of it goes so smooth, so fluent, like every motion of his is perfected. 

And so is the food. It's not that special of a pasta dish but it's made so damn well. 'Is there anything you can't do,' you joke, 'I might just have to marry you right here and now.' His lips quirk into a smile. 

'Are you sure, sweetie? We barely know each other,' he teases back, 'what if I turn out to be a serial killer?' 

'Then I'd die a happy death.' Even though you are joking, somewhere in the back of your mind you know that it's true. You've never had a connection to anyone before like you have with him. It's new and exciting, but most of all it feels right. 

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The dinner is mostly uneventful, except that Sylus got some sauce on his clothes. He claimed it was because he was admiring you, but you saw him struggle to get the bite on his fork properly. However, this one time you decided not to tease him because you do want to cuddle up to him during the movie. 

At least, that was the plan. Pure innocent cuddling.  

Seems Sylus has different plans. You're sitting leaned against him, knees pulled up onto his lap, his arm around you, but for about ten odd minutes now his free hand has been tracing figured on your thigh. Each passing moment he seems to get a little bit closer to your inner thigh. 

The teasing gets you hot and bothered, which only makes Sylus smirk. You don't have to look up at him to know. He moves his other hand from your shoulder to your waist, his thumb gently rubbing your skin so that your shirt starts riding up until you feel his touch on your skin. 

That's when he shoves his other hand between your thighs, so close to your core, pulling a gasp from your lips. As you smack your hand in front of your mouth and look up, you can already feel Sylus’ laugh rumbling through his chest. You won't stand for that shit. 

With one swift movement, you sit yourself on his lap. Hands gently draped over his shoulders; hips so close to his but not quite close enough. He hooks his hands under your thighs and pulls you right on top of his bulge. The friction makes you gasp, but you try to keep a straight face. 

'We're not watching the movie, are we,' he asks suggestively. You move your hands to the buttons of his shirt and start undoing them slowly, one by one. In response, his hands start roaming over your hips, your thighs, they grace your ass and lower back. You feel yourself start to grind against him ever so slightly. It's almost involuntarily and gets more intense when you see how much Sylus is blushing while trying to keep a straight face. 

'Don't know why you're asking me. You're the one who started it.' Your hands get to the bottom button that you can still see. Instead of undoing it, you splay your hands out over his stomach, exploring all the skin you've freed as you rake your nails over the lean muscles on his stomach. 

'Mmm, I know sweetie, but consent is sexy,' he groans, moving his head towards your shoulder, he presses a kiss under your ear, 'do I have your consent?' 

'You do,' you say breathlessly, moving your hands behind his neck, entangling your fingers in his hair as you grind on him a little harder. He gently bites the spot he just kissed as a reply and grips your hips roughly, guiding you over him while he bucks up at you. His breathing becomes labored as you two dry fuck like a bunch of horny teenagers. 

He moves his head to kiss your lips. It's all tongue and teeth, desperately chasing a high. Somewhere in your mind you had expected Sylus to be cool, calm, collected when it comes to sex, but seeing him this excited because of you gives you confidence the likes of which you have never experienced. 

Suddenly, he drops his head back to your shoulder and bites down as his movements become less rhythmic. He stops moving all together and looks up at you with big eyes, staring up at you like you're made of pure stardust. 

'Did you just-' 

'Yes.' 

'Because-' 

'Because an angel was riding me.' A grin spreads across your face. He came in his pants like a fucking teenager because of you. That's so fucking hot. If he starts praising you any more you might just become a nightmare to deal with. 

'Wanna do it again without clothes?' 

'More than you could ever imagine.' He grabs your ass and stands up with you in his arms. A yelp slips from your lips as you quickly grab his shoulders. There's that smirk again. Shit, this could be the switch Olympics at this point, that way that you keep flipping. 

Being in Sylus’ bedroom is slightly strange. You've seen it from all angels before, even though you've never been there before. He lays you down on his bed and you see yourself looking back on the ceiling. For a second, your mind is completely lost until you realize that there's mirrors on his ceiling. Strangely, that doesn't surprise you in the slightest. 

Then, you see Sylus taking off his shirt. You prop yourself up on your elbows and watch him as he undoes the button on his jeans. A devious idea pops into your head and you grab his hand to stop him.  

He watches you intensively as you switch places with him so he is seated at the edge of the bed. His eagerness to touch you has a hold on him but he's trying so hard to let you do whatever. You take his hands and guide them to the hem of your shirt. Then, you slide them up. He quickly catches on and helps you take your shirt off, revealing a beautiful black lace bra. 

'Shit,' he cusses under his breath, tossing your shirt somewhere in the corner. His hands move to your jeans and undo the button and zipper. One peek at your matching undies has him groaning. He helps you step out of your jeans and grabs your hips gently, pulling you towards him. You put your hands on either sides of his face. His eyes are on yours, but they keep flickering down to your lips while his thumbs gently rub your hips. 'All this for me?' 

'All for you.' Your voice comes out sultry, seductive. Nothing you've ever sounded like before. He wraps his arms around your waist, pulling you against him, and kisses you slowly. 

'You look beautiful,' he mumbles against your lips, drunk off your body and the lingering thought of being inside it. He finally peels himself off your body and switches sides with you again. 'Lay down. I'll be right back.' 

'Don't leave me,' you whine as you grab his hand. He stops for a second, physically restraining himself. 

'Condom,' he says and lets go of your hand, disappearing into the bathroom. You decide to sit on your knees in the middle of the bed, eagerly awaiting his return while you soak through your panties. It takes him less than a minute to come back, and when he does his jeans are already off. You eye his bulge with your mouth slightly agape. Sure, you had seen it before, but everything looks smaller on a phone screen. He catches the worry in your eyes as he puts one knee on the bed to be closer to you. 'We don't have to-' 

'Shut up,' you quip, 'I'll be fine. Just go slow.' There's that grin again. With one hand, he reaches behind you and unhooks your bra with ease, with the other he hands you the condom, then he guides you onto your back. You try to take off your bra as you lay, but he grabs your hand and guides it to his hair. For a second, you don't understand but then he dips his head down and starts kissing your chest, slowly making his way over your clothed nipple and kissing it, leaving a wet spot on the lace. With his other hand he pushes the straps off your shoulders.  

Within seconds you are reduces to a whimpering, moaning mess. Your legs spread to make room for him and he gratefully takes his place between them. Sylus finally grabs the bra and removes it, joining it with your shirt and pants on the floor. His hand returns to your breast quickly, his hand gently massaging it while his lips make their way down lower. 

Slowly but surely, he reaches your panties and places lingering kisses just above them. Your hips buck up towards him and you hear the rumble of his rich chuckle. 'Sweetie, you know what you do to me. I fear I might not survive if I spend all my time between your legs.' 

'And I fear I might not survive if you don't fuck me right now,' you groan, giving a firm thug on his hair. You hear him gasp and it goes straight to your pussy. You cuss under your breath as you look down at the smug smile he wears. His fingers hook under your panties and pull them off. They join your other clothing on the floor. 

'You're soaked,' he notes, satisfied. 

'And you're not inside me yet.' Another rumbling laugh as he reaches for his own boxers and pulls them off in a swift motion. Shit, he's big and... are those- 

'They'll feel good. Trust me,' he promises as he watches you look at the two piercings making up his frenum ladder. You reach out to touch it and he lets you. He shivers under your touch as you run your hand over the metal beats on the underside of his dick. 

'One of these days I'm going to make you fuck me raw,' you say, not really realizing what you're saying as you're completely enamored with his dick and piercings. 

'You can't say stuff like that. I'm trying to go slow,' he almost gasps for air with every word and snatches the condom from your hand to quickly roll it on. You watch him lean over you, one of his hands firmly planted next to your head, the other guiding his cock towards your entrance. 

'Fuck slow.' You wrap your legs around him, pulling him towards you. He slips inside easily but goddamn it's a fucking stretch to say the very least. All you can hear is a mixed chorus of groans and gasps. He doesn't move his hips as his eyes study your face, fearing the discomfort he sees might be too much for you. However, you could care less. You feel so incredibly full and ecstatic to be spending the night with him that you might just burst right now. You reach out for him, grabbing his shoulders to pull him down for a kiss. 

'Are you alright,' he asks, holding off the kiss until he has your ok, 'I'm all the way in.' 

'I'm fine. Just kiss me and please move. I need it so fucking bad,' you beg. He does as you say, crashing his lips on yours as he sets a painfully slow tempo to get you used to him. You feel like you're going to snap if he keeps this up. 'Please move faster.' Your words sound more like a moan. 

'Are you sure, sweetie? You seem to be enjoying it just fine.' He looks down at you with pure amusement. Seems he's in a mood. You quickly shove his arm and manage to turn him on his back, not that he puts up much of a fight. 

'I thought you wanted me on top,' you tease back, sheeting yourself on his dick in one motion before he can even respond. Sylus lets out a low groan, throwing his head back and clawing at your hips for something to hold on to. 'Are you going to be a good boy for me and let me ride you?' 

'What happens if I say no.' 

'You'll have to find out.' He nods in response and makes himself comfortable on the pillows. You take that as your go ahead and set an absolutely feral pace. He was right about those piercings. They feel amazing.  

The horniest gasp you've ever heard slips from Sylus’ lips as he turns bright red in the face. His hands move down to your thighs, nails digging into your skin. You'll certainly have bruises tomorrow. 

'Does that feel good,' you ask him as you lean down a little, planting your hands on his chest, nails raking over his pecs. 

'Yes,' he moans, looking absolutely beautifully drunk on you. You feel your high approaching, as does he from what you can tell. He's so close to unraveling and it's beautiful. You wish you could capture this moment, keep this feeling bottled up on your nightstand.  

His hands move back to your hips as he suddenly plants his heels against the mattress and starts trusting up into you, hitting new highs deep inside of you. Highs that no one has ever hit before. Highs that you want him to hit each and every day. He's addicting. Your whole body is tingling as you lean closer towards him, trying to keep up with his pace while you kiss him. He seems too focused to kiss you properly. It's a mess of spit, biting, teeth clanking, and it's so fucking hot. You lick down his neck as you feel your high approaching so fucking fast. 

And there it goes. You hear an animalistic groan next to you, feel it rumble through his chest as his motions become sloppier. Your body topples over the edge and in a moment of absolute bliss, to suppress the absolutely vile sounds you make, you bite down on his shoulder. Hard. Sylus moans at the pain, grabbing your ass to push your body down against him, holding you in place speared on his cock. 

Waves of pleasure shake through your body as Sylus presses sweet kisses on top of your head. His hips move ever so slightly, helping you ride it out. Your eyelids start feeling heavy, your body is aching, your pussy is clenching up. 

'Are you alright?' Sylus voice is different now. It sounds almost worried. You release his shoulder from your bite and prop yourself up on his chest. 

'Peachy,' you reply with a hazy smile, 'wanna take a nap and do it again in a few hours?' 

There goes that rumbling laugh of his again. His hands start rubbing your back as he leans up to peck your lips. It's such an innocent gesture if you don't think about the fact that his dick is still inside you, twitching with every single tiny movement you make. 'As much as I would like that. Let's give it a few more hours and do it again in the morning. Deal?' 

'Only if we take a shower together.' 

'I'll do you one better. I have a tub.' 

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[perfectpurls]

Book Blanket Project: Light from Uncommon Stars

This year I decided to try the "crochet a blanket square for every book you read" idea. I'm only going to be creating squares from books that I give at least 3.5 stars to, so it will probably take me more than a year to create, but here's my first square of the year!

Light from Uncommon Stars by Ryka Aoki: ⭐⭐⭐⭐.75

[butchsaint]

i finished it. just me, mary, joseph, and baby jesus against the world.

incidents in the house by josh malerman is so scary so far that i am sleeping with a nightlight for the first time in many many years 😀

[oraclereadsandreviews]

comic review: the boy wonder (2024) by juni ba

⭑ ⭑ ⭑ ½ (3.5/5 stars)

yays:

this comic was such a fun style, the larger framework of merle telling the story as a fairytale really worked for me. each issue being a different brother/family member was also fun and i liked the small insights we received into each. after reading DCeased, i really wanted more damian content, and this would be a good way for anyone to get familiar with damian as robin. the art carries this comic far more than the story.

nays:

the story wasn’t as original as i was hoping. the strongest story point was probably the final issue’s ending with the robin cause, but other than that it was a run-of-the-mill story about damian. it glossed over some of the more intense aspects of his relationships with his family, and the family in general was very cohesive. it makes sense given that we’re being told the story in legend-style by a young girl who doesn’t know it completely, but i still would have liked to see maybe 2-3 more issues diving into more inter-family conflicts.

worth a purchase:

i’m going to wait on this one and read more damian-centric comics to see if there are others i would rather buy. i really like the art in this comic, but a copy is $30 and it’s not as in depth as i would prefer to really put it on my shelf. perhaps i’ll come back to it later and buy a copy for the art, but for now i think i’ll just continue on with other damian-centric comics and keep an eye on juni ba!

[readingwiththestars]

₊˚⊹♡ IF ONLY I HAD TOLD HER

["whatever our souls are made of hers and mine are the same"]

| ✮ 3.5 stars |

THOUGHTS ° ᡣ𐭩 . ° . [spoilers for ihhbwm + some spoliers for ioihth]

ok so lemme tell you i had the BIGGEST reading slump ever just as i started to read this. so this review may be a little choppy at some points because i've just pointblank forgotten some parts and don't wanna go back and re-read finny's pov just yet.

i was so on the fence about reading this because on one hand i really wanted to read finny's pov and on the other, complete and utter heartbreak.... yeah....... so anyway i read it.

when i tell you that this book had me ugly crying in the middle of the night. like seriously finny's pov?? fucking broke me. are you kidding me? the way he speaks about autumn? ugh when am i gonna find a guy like finny fr? but seriously this book had me on a rollercoaster of emotions just from the heartbreak knowing whats already gonna happen to finny as he describes how happy he is and how he can't believe autumn loves him back, to the smile i had on my face reading about 'the moms' bickering over baby stuff for autumn.

i will say this now i did expect a little more (hence the rating). i wanted idk more closure at the end there. idk rlly know how to describe it better since its 10 o'clock at night and ive had zero sleep for the past four nights in a row. but yeah i wanted something more. (bitch u wanted finny to be alive)

CHARACTERS ° ᡣ𐭩 . ° .

finny -

*sobbing noises* i could go on a damn rant abt this boy. holy shit. he's just perfect. if i see one person ONE PERSON coming after him istg- he was such a caring sweet person like the pencil??? and always going to the sketchy gas station (i nearly called it a servo then lmao) to get the candy autumn likes?? and always making sure people were safe when he drives?? *cough* apparently not you though sylvie *cough* just ahhh laura when i get you. cause like why'd you have to make him get out of the car, hmmm? lets just compromise and you give me an alternate universe where finny misses the puddle or better yet where sylvie kept her damn seatbelt on.

jack -

tbh i wasn't all that excited to read about jack. (also to be fair i was still sobbing from finny's pov so that probably didn't help) like i seriously just thought it'd be some jock trying to process finny's death by hooking up with alexis (who by the way can go jump up her own ass and die) but we got the whole other side of him where he was genuinely affected by finny's death and really was his best friend. but the way he didn't like autumn way just- yeah. also i saw him and sylvie coming from a mile away like seriously it wasn't very subtle.

autumn -

*sobbing noises increase* autumn my baby girl. i just wanted to jump through the pages and give her a hug. seriously i feel robbed that we didn't get to see a happy autumn. angie and her's friend ship was so precious tho. and i love love LOVE that they bonded over being moms/soon-to-be-moms. im also just gonna say the way we didn't see an ounce of jamie or sasha this entire book made me so happy! i also lowkey wanted to see more of when she was an actual mom? like what would she name the baby? i wanted to see domestic autumn a little more. but i still love her so much and it was so lovely to see her heal <3

QUOTES ° ᡣ𐭩 . ° . [spoilers]

"my love for her is the closest thing i have to religion. but it's okay that she doesn't feel the same. i'm fine. i can handle it" - finny

"my devotion to autumn is engraved on my very being. i am in awe of her. i will sit in the stands and cheer her on in life as her most ardent admirer. i know i'll always love her in the same way i know i'll always need oxygen" - finny

"it's all done. finn's story is over. his whole life. that was it. not even nineteen years, and he'll never, ever do anything else ever again. finn won't go off to college or celebrate his birthday. he won't get another hair cut or get the oiled changed in his car. he won't bite a hangnail on his thumb or buy another CD. finn smith has done everything he will ever do. he won't get to be with autumn." - jack

“this baby isn't what's left over from our love story. this baby is our story's continuation.” - autumn

"if only i'd told her that i loved her years ago, i wouldn't be here now." - finny

all in all laura you can pay for my therapy mkay?

[idiopathicsmile]

10 mini reviews of Venom 3: The Last Dance (2024), a movie I did not enjoy

10. I went in with rock-bottom expectations, and brother were they ever dashed.

9. You know how sometimes you walk out of a very mediocre film and think, "Boy that sure was technically a movie"? I don't know if what I watched last night was technically a movie

8. I saw Venom (2018) in theaters with my best friend because something terrible had happened politically that weekend and we wanted the cinematic equivalent of getting very drunk and then housing some Taco Bell (it performed this office admirably), but I never saw Venom 2: Let There Be Carnage (2021). I can state with some confidence this could not possibly have had much effect on the overall legibility of Venom 3: The Last Dance (2024)

7. Do you understand how charmless a movie has to be to make me roll my eyes during both a sing-along and an extended dance sequence?

6. My best friend, upon seeing the credit at the end of the movie that explained that Tom Hardy himself helped write the story, in a tone of deep disappointment and nigh-betrayal: "Oh no, is Tom Hardy dumb???"

5. Had the boom mic been hanging into every shot, it would not have been a sloppier viewing experience

4. Upon learning that it currently has an average user rating of 3.5 stars: gosh it sure was nice of the director of Venom's mom to review the movie so many times

3. Many of the lines felt like placeholders but my friend is convinced the script was not "written" by ChatGPT or the like because those programs are pattern-driven enough to make a certain degree of sense.

2. You'll have to forgive me; I am just a little salty because Venom 3: The Last Dance (2024) had a budget of $120 million dollars and used it to make a buddy comedy where the two parties seem to genuinely dislike each other and a special effects extravaganza that was genuinely ugly, and meanwhile I've written a narrative concept album that is a solid 40 minutes of music with character development and a full plot arc that I could confidently execute for $5000 USD, and I have to come to terms with the fact that I will probably never be able to raise the money for my silly little project. I could make that album 24,000 times with Venom 3 money and it wouldn't even go out of its way to be racist against Mexican people.

1. I honestly think even the monsterfuckers are not going to get anything out of this one, boss

[official-wonho]

K-pop star Wonho talks about kicking off fan meetups in Houston and new single 'What Would You Do'

Wonho has a sweet message for fans who have been waiting for his return.

"I love music. I love Wenee," he says, referencing the name of his fandom. "I always try my best."

K-pop star Wonho's What Would You Do' music video already has 3.5 million views.Highline Entertainment

A new English-language single, silky pop jam "What Would You Do," dropped last month. The music video has tallied 3.5 million views in less than two weeks. During an early morning (U.S. time) Zoom call, Wonho recalled his memories of Texas, getting through military service and what he listens to on the treadmill.

K-pop star Wonho talks Houston memories and singing in EnglishK-pop star Wonho kicks off his fan meetups in Houston and has a new English-language single called 'What Would You Do'.Joey Guerra

How does it feel to be returning to the U.S. for the first time in five years?

I'm very excited because it's my first time visiting U.S. fans as a solo artist.

What are some of your favorite things about coming here?

I like everything. When I first came to the U.S. fans made me feel great.

You finished your military service in September. What has the transition been like back to everyday life and music?

International fans don't know that much about military service, so they must have been very worried. But it was a special experience for me to learn a lot from. It felt so easy because I was always talking to my fans about what was next while I was in army service. It felt good to think that I would be meeting them soon.

Do you have any memories of being in Houston? What comes to mind when you hear Texas or Houston?

Texas has very delicious food. And it's very hot, I remember. Is it hot there now?

It's been up in the 80s until recently.

Wow. That's amazing. It's very cold in Korea.

Do you like hot or cold weather?

Hot weather. So I like Texas.

What can fans expect at these meetup events?

I'll be singing and dancing. I will also do some challenges and games with fans. I miss you so much, Wenee. I'm coming to you soon. So please look forward to it. And let's have fun.

What was the process like of recording your new song "What Would You Do?"

English is my second language. It's not easy for me to say the words. It's hard every time. But when I try singing, I always think of Wenee and imagine them listening. I'm preparing an album that will probably come out next year. I'm working hard on it.

Is it easier talking or singing in English?

Singing is easier. When I'm talking, I don't always remember (the words). I'm so nervous, and I forget everything.

You're known for staying in shape. How do you do it on the road?

My routine doesn't change. I try to go to the gym after the show and try to eat healthy food. I'm always going on a diet. I don't want to diet but I do it for my fans, of course. I like the leg press. Do you like it?

I should work out a lot more. But I do like the treadmill.

I hate treadmill. But I have to do it.

Who do you listen to when you're on the treadmill?

Charlie Puth, Billie Eilish and Conan Gray.

You're not afraid to change up your look. Where does your sense of style come from?

I like fashion, so sometimes I search for new styles on my phone. I usually look for Japanese brands and designers. I like oversized things, like a big hoodie and wide pants, because they're comfortable.

Source: houstonchronicle.com

[robynator]

looking at the list of deaths wiki's star wars kill count page is frankly hilarious. the first three, even four, are unsurprising.

there's obviously armitage hux with his lovely 155 billion (which damn, i didn't know it was that much, i'd expected like half that). then there's darth nihilus, whom i had not heard about, as im not up to date with legends, at 6 billion. and then there's tarkin with the death star at 2 billion. those are the big three with their absurdly but unsurprisingly high numbers

after that there's krennic with 11 million and then...

get this...

ahsoka tano with 4 million...

there were apparently 3.5 million droids in the factory her and barriss blew up, who all count. that absolute icon killed 3.5 million droids at age 14

barriss, my dear, is of course right after her with the 3.5 million. then wrecker with 2.5 million and lando with 1.8 million.

and next is luke skywalker, because he blew up the death star and killed 1.6 million people with it. again, a way higher number than id expected but i also live in a country with a population less than that so i have a really hard time imagining that amount of people. still, it's insane

and after that we have count dooku with a slightly lower number of 1.5 million. that one's, again, not surprising and in this case id even expected more

the most shocking thing to me is actually the fact that anakin skywalker, darth vader, is in 14th place. apparently he killed only 150k people on screen. i mean we all know his kill count is probably in the millions by the end of his life but damn, 150k is a shockingly low number considering who he is and what he's done. and most of that is droids anyway

(rex, holdo, hardcase, grievous, rey and saw gerrera are other notable characters in the top 20)