#James Lau

[sorenphelps]

“So, are you a big spoon or a little spoon?”

“I’m a knife.”

“… sure.”

He’s having them both on chokehold tho.🤗 I wanted to draw something nice and tender after yesterday’s emotionally loaded shower scene… more cuddling sketches are in the queue, so stay tuned

[lichfucker]

line for each letter

tagged by @laufire like two weeks ago, but I didn't have enough written then to fill out the letters lmao. but we're here now!

my word is LYRIC. here's a line (using the world's most generous definition of "line," because I'm me) starting with each letter, all from the upcoming chapter of Through His Stomach:

L

Legend says the Cook has been here forever. Men have died at sea in search of this hut for decades, centuries. A witch concocting vile brews; a lone magician on an island; fucking Shakespeare wrote about the Cook. (James recalls his lied assertion to Miranda: you are nothing like him. A matched determination in their eyes, a lineage of push, prod, provoke. She’d call him Prospero if she were here.) Most who look upon the Cook see only the legend, only the aggrandized myth—they must, for it to propagate. Thomas speaks like legend’s all but shorn away and left behind a man like any other, a man aged not a millennium but younger, even, than himself. A man who pets his cat and prunes his plants. And James with head-splitting dissonance sees them both, sees myth’s ghostly apparition like a translucent mask over the Cook’s face, a glamour, a shade. A visage false, and the true one, identical, just beneath.

Y

“You braved such a squall to get here,” the Cook says. “I’m flattered.” “A ship-killer,” Mr. McGraw says in between long swallows of broth. “That’s what they’d have called it in the Navy.” “You didn’t consider turning back?” “Never.” The color returns to him with every sip, that ghoulish seasick blue rightly rendered red again, enchanting to behold. “Besides, I was already halfway here when the rain started. The closer I got, the more it escalated—it knocked me back a few times, but if I could just push through… I knew what was on the other side.” Hunger flares in the Cook’s chest. “The sea tried to keep you from me.”

R

Redundant thunder doubly cuts the thick air that had cocooned them—Mr. McGraw will surely sputter and scoot away, ashamed for having been so near, and the Cook doesn’t want to fucking deal with that, so he stands first. When he turns, the cat swipes with extended claws at the leaf of a tomato plant, reaching down from its pot as though to pet her. His shoulders tense with agitation: the tomatoes know she’s irritated by them, but they simply cannot help themselves. Now they’ll sulk, petulant, their fruits gone limp and wrinkly in the wake of this most grievous injury, the slight nicking of a single leaf. Ridiculous. The Cook stalks across the room and snatches the cat off the floor one-handed, mug still clenched tightly in the other. “Behave, both of you,” he says, glaring alternately at her and the tomatoes. “What did I say about keeping our hands to ourselves?”

I

“If you’d like me to be comfortable, good sir,” Thomas says, “then please, for the love of all that is holy, I beg you, call me Thomas. I am not a lord, and I had no interest in such deference or formality when I was. No man should be above another—thus, all being equals, I would like you to call me Thomas.” “As you wish, my lord,” says the Cook with the sort of playful grin that’s sure to set Thomas alight. Of all the words James has used to describe the Cook, he’s never said playful before, and Thomas loves nothing so much as play.

C

Cardamom and quince, maybe—the Cook knows about that. No, he can’t quite pin the taste, casting about in the dark for anything that might melt on his tongue. The Cook’s cavernous throat: down, down, the infinite falling; whatever melts may never come to rest. Anyway, he drinks his broth. He wishes it would fill. But there’s a leak in him, somewhere, a hole through which everything pours, and nothing stays. It must be near his heart, he thinks—between esophagus and stomach, some missed connection. Yes, the hole is near his heart. Perhaps it is his heart.

ooh okay I'm gonna tag @etoilesombre @boasamishipper @grasslandgirl and anyone else who wants to! idk who's working on any wips right now. absolutely no pressure

your word is INGOT (because obviously if I have to pick a five-letter word, it's gonna be ingot lmao)

[letterboxd-loggd]

The Heroic Trio (東方三俠) (Dung fong sam hap) (1993) Johnnie To

June 16th 2024

[spawn-universe]

Spawnuary Covers

Covers by Franck Uzan

Covers by George Todorovski

Cover by Guile Sharp

Cover by Jake Goodman

Cover by James Harris

Cover by Jethro Morales

Cover by Jonathan Lau

Cover by Manú Silva

Cover by Mark Marvida

Cover by Michal Ivan

Cover by Ryan G. Browne

Cover by Samal World-McNealy

[ponderingrandomthings]

A well-'documented' observation from this person.

There are many things you may not quite know about this amazing movie, Kung Fu Hustle, (unless someone tells you).

Some valuable insights are in the 'References to Other Works' section in Wikipedia.

Please go to YouTube and do read the comments as well...

A gem of a movie...

[moviemosaics]

Visible Secret

directed by Ann Hui, 2001

[mikyapixie]

20 years ago today Barbie As The Princess & The Pauper released on DVD!!!

ONE OF MY FAVORITE BARBIE MOVIE!!! I STILL HAVE THE DVD 📀📀📀 TOO!!!!!

[ruth-the-artblog]

Compilation of Lau and James

[thisisnotaboutarttoys]

From Exclusive to Aspirational. How Art Toys Redefined Art and Collecting

What do Supreme and Art Toys have in common? Both have turned scarcity into desirability, and desirability into a cultural obsession. From the early designs of Kid Hunter and The Gardeners, Art Toys have evolved into aspirational art pieces.

But it wasn’t always that way. In the beginning, they were unique, one-off pieces made for small circles. Over time, and thanks to growing demand, artists like Frank Kozik, James Jarvis, and Kaws began producing limited editions that offered more than just an object—they offered status, identity, and belonging.

Today, Art Toys are more than just toys. They are symbols of a culture that celebrates the different, the provocative, and the emotional. Just as Starbucks turned coffee into a status ritual, Art Toys have done the same with collecting. Every piece tells a story, and each story connects to something bigger—a community that values art as play and play as art.

Sergio Pampliega Campo & Cristina A. del Chicca are members co-founders of Art Toy Gama Collective since 2014

[gameofthunder66]

-watched 8/16/2023- 3 stars- on Netflixdvd (Showtime)

In my opinion, this movie was hard to get into because of all the sci fi chaos that went on thoughout the film. Although, the ending summed it all up for me and made it worth watching.

🌈  PRIDE MONTH CELEBRATION WEEK 🌈 Day 2: Film → Everything Everywhere All At Once (2022)

[petnews2day]

Sidley Austin Represents IBRD in Second Hong Kong CAT Bond

New Post has been published on https://petnews2day.com/news/pet-news/cat-news/sidley-austin-represents-ibrd-in-second-hong-kong-cat-bond/?utm_source=TR&utm_medium=Tumblr+%230&utm_campaign=social

Sidley Austin Represents IBRD in Second Hong Kong CAT Bond

Sidley Austin partners Joseph Gottlieb, Sherlyn Lau and Dominic James advised the International Bank for Reconstruction and Development (IBRD) on its USD150 million catastrophe (CAT) bond, the second such issuance in Hong Kong. The newly introduced catastrophe bonds serve as a type of insurance-linked security connected to specific natural disasters such as a hurricane or […]

See full article at https://petnews2day.com/news/pet-news/cat-news/sidley-austin-represents-ibrd-in-second-hong-kong-cat-bond/?utm_source=TR&utm_medium=Tumblr+%230&utm_campaign=social #CatsNews #DominicJames, #JosephGottlieb, #SherlynLau, #SidleyAustin

[sorenphelps]

Marauders as cats

I’m no cat expert so I assigned the cat breeds solely based on aesthetic: Peter is a Munchkin, Remus is a common house cat, Sirius is a Maine Coon, James is a Bengal, Lily is an Abessin and Snape is an Oriental cat. Also the obligatory tagging of @polaroidcats & @hiddenmoonbeam

[rookie-critic]

Rookie-Critic's Film Review Weekend Wrap-Up - Week of 5/1-5/7/2023

Somewhere in Queens (2023, dir. Ray Romano) This was way better than it had any right to be. I'm not sure what I was expecting from a Ray Romano-directed picture, but for some reason it wasn't this. Just an unendingly sweet little slice-of-life film that analyzes the dynamics of a very messy, but loving family. Romano, who also stars in the film as the lead, plays Leonard, a man who's always late, generally says the wrong thing most of the time, and is just kind of awkward, but he loves his son Sticks (yes, that's a nickname), and he supports him with everything he's got, to a degree of fault, really. Romano isn't afraid to push his characters' faults into the spotlight, and he never tries to excuse them, but he also never loses sight of the fact their hearts are always in the right place. Laurie Metcalf also stuns as Leonard's wife Angela, a cancer survivor and a mother who's jealous of her son's secret girlfriend. The movie is basically a 1 hour and 46 minute, R-rated episode of Everybody Loves Raymond, but honestly I'm not complaining. The format difference allows Romano to explore his characters with a little more depth than a 22-24 minute TV episode would have allowed, and it breaths life into everyone on screen. I was super impressed with Somewhere in Queens, and I actually find myself looking forward to whatever Ray Romano decides to direct next, which is not a sentence I ever thought I'd hear myself say.

Score: 9/10

Currently only in theaters.

Police Story 3: Supercop (1992, dir. Stanley Tong) I have always been a fan of Jackie Chan, having grown up in his heyday in the States, but my fondness for the actor has never extended past his popular American films like the Rush Hour or Shanghai Noon/Knights series of films. I've always known about to slew of Hong Kong action comedies he starred in prior to breaking out over here, but I've just never made the time to watch them. So, I was more than happy to oblige when my older brother wanted to come over to my place and do a double-feature night with this and Drunken Master II (or Legend of the Drunken Master, depending on who you ask). This also doubles as one of Michelle Yeoh's earliest starring roles in a film, so I was doubly interested in watching this. Needless to say it is amazing. The story is decent enough, a police detective (Chan's Ka Kui Chan) is tasked with traveling to mainland China and pairing up with an Interpol agent (Yeoh's Chien Hua Yang) to take down a drug kingpin. Sounds pretty basic, and the nature of the story allows for a lot of Jackie Chan-style hijinks to ensue, but the real meat of what makes Supercop so incredible are the stunts. The things that Jackie Chan does in this movie make Tom Cruise look like a toddler playing in a sandbox. One stunt in particular was so unreal we thought there was no way he was doing it without a harness (turns out he absolutely was doing it without a harness). I won't spoil any of it for you (even though I'm the one who's late to the party here) because, if you haven't seen this, you must. It is one of the most incredible stunt spectacles I've ever seen put to film, and hands down the most impressed I've ever been with a Jackie Chan film, and that was already a pretty high bar.

Score: 9/10

Currently streaming on The Criterion Channel.

Drunken Master II (1994, dir. Lau Kar-leung) I've always heard that this is one of the, if not the, best Jackie Chan movies there is, and it's easy to see why that's the consensus. The hand-to-hand fighting choreography is, without question, the best I've ever seen. The final fight sequence (or series of fight sequences) alone, which takes up the last 20 minutes of the film's runtime, is an absolute wonder to behold. There were things I was seeing in this film that I didn't think was possible to do with the human body that put my jaw firmly on the ground. However, the film as a whole definitely has its weak moments and parts that drag, and a surprising amount of melodrama that I was probably being played for laughs, but it just wasn't landing with me. Which isn't to say that the film isn't funny, most of the physical comedy bits land, which isn't uncommon for a Jackie Chan vehicle, there were just a handful of moments that felt like they were trying too hard. Overall it's just a more uneven viewing experience than Supercop was, but its strengths more than make up for any of the film's detriments.

Score: 7/10

Currently available to rent/purchase on digital (iTunes, Amazon, Vudu, etc.) and on Blu-ray & DVD through Warner Bros.

Guardians of the Galaxy Vol. 3 (2023, dir. James Gunn) I won't belabor the point on this one too much as my full review was posted literally yesterday, but I was left deeply emotionally affected by this by the time the credits ran. I thought that almost everything about it just worked, barring an under-use of the Adam Warlock character, and the decision to make Rocket the focal point of this film's story was a stroke of genius on the part of writer/director James Gunn. Maybe I'm the lone wolf on how much I loved this because of my bias towards these characters, but I think Gunn knocked it straight out of the park and into the next galaxy with this. It's a wonderful film about finding the strength in your flaws and imperfections and the power of moving forward.

Score: 9/10

Only in theaters. You can read my full review of Guardians of the Galaxy Vol. 3 here.

Carmen (2023, dir. Benjamin Millepied) By all accounts, this is not my kind of movie in the slightest. I've heard of the opera, but other than that I couldn't tell you one thing about the story before a few hours ago (I got home from the theater about 4 hours prior to writing this). The story is pretty basic and it definitely takes a "style over substance" approach to its visual storytelling, both things I tend to not be a fan of, but against all odds I have to say I did enjoy my time with Carmen. For one, I love both Melissa Barrera and Paul Mescal and they both kill it in their respective roles, even if I thought their romance moved way too fast to be truly believable. The dance numbers, while sometimes hard to follow the symbolism of, were wonderful. I was impressed with both Barrera's dance ability and voice, and Mescal, for what little dancing he does in the film, is better than you would think he would be. Where I think the film fails is in its message. It does seem like it touches on a lot of things that could have been really interesting (the central romance is between a white "all-American" veteran who clearly, regardless of his own beliefs, comes from a background of racism towards Hispanic people, and an undocumented immigrant), but it never really goes beneath the surface of any of its themes. There are also a handful of loose ploit threads that just kind of irked me. In a movie filled to the brim with extended interpretive dance numbers, they could have devoted at least a few seconds to throwaway line explaining some things and providing a little more context to Carmen's situation. It just seemed like there was a large section of the story that we just didn't get to see and, frankly, it felt like the filmmakers forgot about it, as well. Taking all of that into account, though, I still was drawn into the world of Carmen. I can't fully explain why I think that is, but something about it just grabbed me. I'm not sure I could tell you the greater purpose of everything Carmen throws at you in its 2 hour stay onscreen, but I can tell you that I was mesmerized by most of it, and that's gotta count for something.

Score: 7/10

Currently only in theaters.

[sorenphelps]

OMG OMG OMG 🥵❤️‍🔥😍

I love every ficlet you wrote, but this one, damn. I have no words so I made this little animation instead as an illustration of this fantastic ficlet, it’s very wobbly and has only 8 frames, but apparently even I have my limits

There’s more to come, I just need to recover from this first

A Little Distraction

and another one for @sorenphelps bodyguard AU because clearly I can't stop myself.

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It sucks that he can't even go out for a nice cool beer in a nice little bar anymore without suspicious people showing up, watching them from across the room up to the point where Sirius pulls him up from his seat and drags him out the backdoor into the alley behind the bar.

Sure, James isn't completely innocent. He probably shouldn't keep poking at their servers, crashing them ever so often or hacking them for whatever data he wants to look at. It's not like they know for sure it's him, he's not dumb enough to leave any evidence, but they still seem to be suspicious enough of him to be even more of a pest than usual.

James would stop but everyone needs a hobby.

So he finds himself dragged out of the bar, not that he's much complaining since it's Sirius doing the dragging. He pulls James along through a little corridor connected to another alleyway and then suddenly stops, cursing under his breath.

“What?” James asks, stopping beside him.

Sirius nods down the alley where James can barely make out a car down on the street, two people sitting inside. “I think they might have been planning for us to come that way.”

“So what do we do now?”

“Hoping a distraction will work,” Sirius says and turns to him, looking James up and down. “I'd rather not fire a gun close to bars on a Saturday night.”

“Okay,” James nods. “But why are you looking at me like that?”

“Give me your glasses.”

“I don't see shit without my glasses,” James says but removes them anyway, folding them and holding them out for Sirius to take. Sirius slides them into one of the endless pockets on his pants and reaches up to undo his bun. Dark hair cascades around his shoulders and he brushes it out of his face casually.

“Take off the jacket too.”

James frowns and shrugs out of his denim jacket just for Sirius to grab it and throw it somewhere into the darkness of the alleyway.

“Hey!” James manages before Sirius is suddenly very, very close, crowding him against the brick wall of the next bar behind them.

“Trust me,” he says, eyes bright in the dim light of the alley.

“Always,” James answers automatically without thinking, but as soon as the words are out of his mouth he knows they are true.

And then he doesn't say anything anymore because Sirius is kissing him, not just a tiny make-believe brush of lips but full on passion. James whimpers against his lips, his hands coming up without thinking to fist in the fabric of Sirius' shirt.

Sirius presses him even more back against the wall, their bodies touching from head to toes, Sirius thigh between James' legs. If they keep going like this James will embarrass himself like some kind of horny teenager very, very soon.

There are footsteps in the corridor that connects the alleyways but James barely hears them, his heartbeat too loud in his own ears. He only notices when Sirius pulls back from the kiss. James can't stop the little moan that escapes him at the loss.

“Fuck off,” Sirius hisses over his shoulder at the intruders, barely turning his head to do so.

“Yeah, yeah, sorry,” the bigger one of the two grumbles, barely looking at them. “We were just-”

“Doesn't matter,” the shorter guy interrupts. “Please continue.” He shoves the bigger guy along to hurry down the alley to the car at the end of it.

James can't believe that really worked.

“Are they gone?” Sirius asks, his lips brushing along James' neck. James shivers, his eyes almost falling shut.

“Can't tell. I've told you I see shit without my glasses.” His voice comes out a lot more breathless than he expected. There is the sound of a car starting and Sirius lifts his head from James' neck to watch it go.

As soon as the car is out of sight Sirius pulls back from him completely and James feels the loss of his body heat like an ice punch to the chest. “Here,” he says and James can feel his fingers on his face as he gently slides James' glasses back into place for him.

“Thanks,” James mumbles, still leaning against the wall. After that kiss his legs still feel like jelly. “What now?”

“Now,” Sirius says and bends over to pick James' jacket back up. “We have some beers to finish.”

“Well, I'm thirsty,” James says, his eyes on Sirius' ass.

Sirius laughs and tosses his jacket at James. “Come on then. Let's get you filled up.”

Oh, how James wishes that would happen.

[ponderingrandomthings]

Oh man. Found some more beautiful insights to this already lovely movie! (One ad comes in between, skip it.)

[alwaysanundertone]

How could you be so blind?

slight angst / fluff

jegulus x fem! reader

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You were sprawled like a starfish on James’s bed, while he was caressing your head softly.

“So I said “if you won’t bring me flowers, then why bother with the whole dating thing?” You sighed. “I mean, I’m not asking for the moon, right? I only wanted some damn flowers, could be a single daisy from the Black Lake.”

He hummed. “Yeah, you’re totally right. You shouldn’t ask for flowers, your partner should do these small gestures without being told to”

You sighed. “And it’s not just the flowers, you know? It’s the fact that every time I find someone, I start dating them and then they stop showing me love alltogether. I always end up feeling like I’m asking to be loved, and that’s so messed up.” James scratches felt heavenly, but your moment of peace was short-lived.

“Oh, stop sulking, you could be loved like that if you didn’t choose such douchebags” Regulus threw himself on the bed, landing next to you.

“Regulus”

“No, I’m being serious here. Y/N, you have an awful taste in men, we all know it. Stop crying about it and change your taste in men, for the love of God”

This hurt, especially because you spent your whole life searching for the right person, your soulmate, without finding it. Regulus telling that it was all your fault didn’t sit right with you.

You got up abruptly. “I do not! Thing is, the only ones who seem to be slightly interested in me are douchebags! The right ones never seem to like me” You sighed. “You don’t get it because you and James have the most perfect relationship of all times, you have already found your other half, while I’m here, begging to be loved. I’ve never been loved.”

You felt dangerously close to crying.

“Love, don’t cry, please” James was looking at you with a frown.

“And you don’t know how it feels to have a crush on someone so oblivious” James whipped his head in Regulus direction, while your heart started galloping in your chest.

“A crush? You’re in a relationship?”

“Reggie what the fuck, now it’s not the time-“

“No James, I’m done with this shit. Somehow it’s never the right time!” He got up, getting right in front of you. “Y/N, I don’t know if you’re really this dense or if you just don’t like us, because it’s obvious that we want you as more than a friend”

“What? But-“ You looked at James, who was shaking his head. “You have a crush on me?” He smiled shyly.

“Yes, darling, we thought it was pretty obvious?”

“It wasn’t?”

Regulus rolled his eyes. “I swear you’re dumb. We brought you flowers on your birthdays AND on Valentine’s Day every year, even when you were in a relationship, because we knew the shit heads you chose to be around wouldn’t be bringing them”

“Yes, but Lily brought me flowers to?”

He ignored you. “Who held your hair when you got hammered after you got your heartbroken?”

“But…”

“And tell me, who leaves you ALL of their blueberry pancakes when you’re late for breakfast and even brings them to class?”

“But you don’t like them?”

James started laughing. “Honey, we love them, but we love seeing you happy more.”

You felt like you were about to cry, but Regulus didn’t stop. “And tell me, who do you think was the one to beat up that Ravenclaw douchebag after he made a bet on you? And why do you think no one played you like that afterwards? And who do you think was the one to organize your surprise birthday parties every year?”

Now you were crying. “Wait, you were the ones behind all of this?”

James nodded softly, taking your hand and bringing it to his face. “We didn’t want to lose you, so we chose to remain quiet and show our love in different ways”

You couldn’t believe this. All of this time wasted, when you could have the love you’ve dreamt of your whole life.

“But you’re in a committed relationship since the fourth year? The thought that you might want to include someone else didn’t even cross my mind”

Regulus laughed. “Baby, you’re so cute. We hinted at us wanting to have you in our relationship multiple times? And you played along.”

“But… But I didn’t really believe that you wanted me, of all the girls in this school? And I thought you were joking?”

“Listen, now you know how we feel about you. The question is, do you feel the same? Would you like to start dating us, and see where this takes us?”

You shook your head. James looked down, while Regulus looked like he was about to lash out. “I don’t want to just date you, silly. I want a relationship.” You took James’ face in your hands and kissed him gently.

“Oh thank fuck, see Jamie, I told you we should have told her sooner. Now I want a kiss to, though.” He placed his hands on your waist, turning you over and kissing you softly.

“You’re ours now, you know that right?”