#APPLE TV

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The bot has gone rogue. And so will we because the trailer for Murderbot is here! Streaming May 16 on Apple TV+

Learn more about the show apple.co/Murderbot

[nevergetoffthebus]

Yessssssss....

clowns to the left of me, jokers to the right

here i am

[psychicpinenut]

[whatthehelloh]

Murderbot — Official Trailer | Apple TV+

[justisabellethings]

My children. <3

Severance - Alt

INPRNT

[ultramoderngurl]

her necklace is so pretty

[ragnarockz]

ok but like what if Maya sends reader out for errands and calls her while she's rubbing one out in her office and reader stops everything they're doing (wherever they are idk you've got a good brain) to also do the same 😌🤌

🥰 listen...if she called me...and I was in public...and she was out here doing THAT...I MEAN. I M E A N I WOULD HAVE TO JOIN HER 🥵

You quickly dig your phone out of your pants pocket when you hear the trill of the ringtone you purposefully assigned to Maya's number. You'd be an idiot not to answer, especially since she sent you out on a few errands for her. You were working overtime late into the night, and suddenly, she had decided to send you out with a shopping list.

You swipe up on your phone to answer the call before bringing it up to your ear to answer her.

"Maya?"

You don't hear anything on the other end, so you bring the phone away from your ear to look at the screen. You didn't accidentally hang up or mute her, and the call wasn't disconnected. Odd. You bring it back up to your ear once more and speak a little louder.

"Maya?!"

You don't hear anything and are ready to pull the phone away for a second time to hang up until your ear picks up on a very light string of breathing. You stop dead in your tracks in the grocery store; one that's open 24 hours, 7 days a week. Luckily, it was pretty quiet for a Tuesday night, and luckily, no one was currently around you in the aisle.

You listened on and heard the breathing get louder and less synced. Rapid, flushed breathing like Maya was trying to keep her breath or stop herself from getting louder. Possibly, your mind turned as you felt a pang between your legs just at the thought, to stop herself from moaning.

"Maya...?"

It almost sounds like she's trying to pull herself together before she mumbles into her phone. Her tone and her voice and her words make you press up against the shelf behind you; praying that no one around can hear.

"...mmm fuck...god, I need you so bad..."

"Maya, what-"

"...I shouldn't...have let you go...these should be your fucking fingers fucking my wet cunt..."

You almost drop your phone as your hand shakes; barely able to hold it against your ear. But you do, and now, you're pressing it even harder against your head. You can feel the backs of your earrings pushing into the side of your head.

"Are you-"

"...fucking myself?...thinking of you? wishing...it was your fingers?"

You have to bite your lip and close your eyes as you try to gain some control over the situation. Here you were, in public, with a cart full of things she had sent you out to get, and now she was on the other end of the phone call touching herself to the thought of you.

"Maya...do you want me to drop everything and come back?"

You hear her moans start to pick up now; the phone most likely put down on her desk as she put you on speaker to be hands-free. You can pick up in the desperation of her sounds; the way she keeps going and getting louder. Her breathing is all choked up in her throat as she tries to finger fuck herself into oblivion with you on the other end. You stand in that aisle dumbfounded and growing wetter every second. You squeeze your legs together and try to dismiss the throbbing.

"Mmmm....fucksweetthing....youshouldjoin...me..."

Once again, you almost drop your phone at her words. Your mind reels with possibilities. What do you do? Where do you go? Do you cash out and head to your car? Ditch your cart and rush to the restroom? You can hear Maya moaning on the phone and, without a doubt, waiting for you.

You say a quiet prayer in your mind and hope that no one, not a fucking soul, comes down this aisle. You turn around to face the shelf and place your cart at an angle that semi blocks you in and hides you from whoever may walk by. Your free hand shakes as it moves from the cart handle and to the waistband of your pants. You hook your fingers under the waistband to test the waters.

"....Tell me...what you need, Maya..."

You whisper in a tone that matches her; obviously, just as turned on as she is, even though you have to hide it more. You basically hear her smirk over the phone and it makes your stomach turn and that throbbing pang returns to your clit; inside of your pussy. You want her so bad it's making you willing to risk your dignity for a quick, public mutual masturbation session right here in the store.

"Fuck yourself, Sweet Thing...wherever the fuck you are...do it for me...for Mommy..."

Your brain short circuits as your hand wanders down past your waistband and into your pants. It's like you're possessed, and everything you had once believed to be taboo completely goes out the window. This is the most natural and normal thing in the world right now, especially, when your middle finger pressed down hard on the throbbing numb of your clit.

You breathe heavily into the phone and hope that Maya can hear you as you touch yourself. You try to pick up your pace as you feel a jolt of paranoia wash over you. Mays cuts you off and you instantly stop rubbing your clit.

"Don't you fucking dare rush through this!"

You feel almost ashamed and scared even to keep going, but you know that you must. You have to. Maya demands you to do it her way. Do you really have a choice? Free range? You start moving your finger once more at a regular pace.

You don't even bother to regulate your shaky breaths or little whimpers through the phone. She's egging you on as she continues to get off as well. She's mumbling words of encouragement and guidance; sweet little names and moans in response. She wants you to crumble and submit to her power over you.

She, ultimately, wants you to be her sexual plaything in public.

"God...Maya...fuckI'm...helpme..."

You choke on your whimpers as your middle finger drifts down to tease your wet labia before pushing through, pushing past your folds to finger fuck yourself. The heat and wetness rocks you to your core as you realize once again, just how whipped you are for Maya Mason.

"...that'sitbabygirl...pretendthosearemy...fingersinsideofyou...don't you wish they were?"

You slam your finger harder, deeper inside of yourself. Curling it upwards to press on the soft spongy tissue that makes you whimper once more. These are Maya's fingers, you repeat to yourself in your head like a mantra. These are Maya Mason's fingers pumping inside of me and getting slick from my cum.

The store around you spins as you see bursts of multi-colored stars behind your eyelids. You rock your hips into your hand; gathering up what you can as you try not to leave too much of a mess in your underwear. You still have to cash out and drive back to Contenental. You still have to face Maya.

You're about to open your mouth to speak until Maya cuts you off once more. The sounds from her side sound wet and loud, and it's, without a doubt, a sucking sound.

She's cleaning her fingers.

You beat her to unleashing an onslaught of barked orders at you as you, pull your hand out from your pants to shove your own soaked fingers into your mouth. You hope once again she can hear you; can hear the same sucking sounds she was giving you.

You suddenly hear a wet pop in your ear, and then Maya's voice is as clear as a bell.

"How fast do you think you can get back here to me?"

You're not exactly sure, but you can't wait to hang up the phone and rush back to where you belong; sitting on the edge of Maya's desk in her office while she stands between your legs and fills your cunt with her agile fingers.

[fantasyarcanum]

the Murderbot series trailer just dropped AND I’M CRYING MY EYES OUT bc it’s looking so fucking good, and i was trying to tamp down my hype but now it have a life of its own

the narration!!

the facial expressions

the rise and fall of sanctuary moon

the team (Ratthi cutie patootie)

even the comedic vibe

[justisabellethings]

If this ain’t me —

Gwendoline explains why she's late for the panel 😂

source: https://x.com/kaymaldo/status/1908732057410224458/video/2

[bitstitchbitch]

I feel like they’re pushing the humor too hard with the Murderbot trailer. The humor is fun, but that’s not the heart and soul of the series.

And I’m sorry, I’m sure skarsgård is a good actor but I really hate his casting for this role. I didn’t like them casting a white man and I really really hated his voice in the trailer. It didn’t sound at all like what is in my head, which is a me problem sure, but I’m allowed to be annoyed by it

[palebluedoot]

as a fellow latina who loves realismo fantástico I really appreciate the insanity of the original script of severance. I kinda want in the future a stand alone episode that calls back to that aspect of the original story that was lost to a more dramatic reading of the plot. diving deeper into it, just the bizarre things that exists inside lumon being presented like a dream... or nightmare.

one thing about the season finale that I love is that once cold harbor was concluded the facade was of. lumon is finally showing her true colours. and the idea that this company was trying to pretend to be normal all this time it's hilarious.

so I want logic to be thrown out of the window now. The innies don't believe in the facade anymore anyways, what this company will do? in what unique logic they operate? where this hallways can lead us to? what is lumon final goal? and more important, is lumon uniquely bizarre or so is the whole world?

[phillycheesesteph]

Alexander Skarsgård is Murderbot

[internetgreatesthits]

[serenagrey]

“A Clean Slate for our Helly”

Severance AU 2/?: The Eagan sisters discuss killing Helena

[newblvotg]

Mr. Milchick's ...