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nothing is free anymore and it fucking sucks :(
#bobs files#yall Pluto lied to me#saying all these shows were free#I go n it ainât#or itâs the first few eps#I pirate most of my movies#but tv shows are always harder#crying crying
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Thanks for tagging me @annieaceofhearts!
Add 10 gifs from your favorite shows and tag 10 people
Buffy the Vampire Slayer:
Community:
Halt and Catch Fire:
M*A*S*H:
Black Sails:
Battlestar Galactica:
Interview with the Vampire:
Veronica Mars:
Succession:
Reservation Dogs:
no pressure tagging: @pigtailedgirl, @canary-prince, @morocorra, @marley-manson, @portlandwithyou,
@c-nan @majorbaby, @the-apples-were-monitored, @5bi5, @wesninskiijr
#tag game#tv shows#this was harder than it should've been#I'm always like a deer in the headlights when asked to list favorite things#i forget everything i've ever watched lol
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I really want to write something about this weekâs ep of Peaceful Property but my brain is still running around in giddy circles emitting high pitched squealing noises mixed with the occasional wail of despair over how it met my expectations and then zoomed right past them and left me sobbing over pancakes
#also yeah the breakup hit harder than romantic ones but friendship breakups always hit harder for me#peaceful property#lazzarella watches tv#I did want to write something about how it shows how well worn tropes =\= worn out when youâve got the right writers#who know how to fit the tropes to the characters#but yeahâŚ#ppos*
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#this gives such an insight to mike's background#i always wonder how his life would have been if Trevor didn't ruin his chances#and if he actually tried harder for his dreams rather than help students cheat#he looks absolutely adorable#early seasons mike is literally a golden retriever#mike ross#rachel zane#mike and rachel#suitsedit#suits tv show#suits tv#suits usa#suits cast#suit#suits#source: suits
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this is going to sound so condescending and I don't know if there's a way around it but if you want adult characters you may have to branch out into media that's for adults and I know it can be difficult to get out of your comfort zone and not denying there's still an age bias especially for women but it's really worth it if you're looking for older characters and (presumably) more mature narratives to seek out media that's not designed to be best digested by 13-15 year olds because it's probably going to mostly involve 13-15 yr olds
#yes I KNOW there's still a bias for 20somethings. but again. 30 is NOT old. there are 30 year olds everywhere in adult media#its not hard to find! outlander. bojack horseman. black sails. breaking bad. guardian.#im literally just on netflix rn if you can't tell. except guardian. the protags of ALL those shows are over 30. literally most are 50.#talk about not seeing many older women sure but characters in GENERAL? THAT is not an issue#for books it is genuinely probably harder but tv....hollywood loves 50+ yr old men. just adores them#there IS a literal entire world of older people in media out there if you look past YA books and kid's shows#tho tbf I am mostly focusing on protags and perhaps op meant like general volume. which is genuinely a good point#ghibli always has some old people. I always like that about it. it's wasn't domination of the youths. esp ponyo...the old ladies đ#cor.txt
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I've been seeing a ton of people revisit The Biggest Loser and being like WHAT the actual fuck is this garbage and like yeah. Every time I see or hear stuff about it it gets worse, it's like I blocked it from my memory because the show always made me uncomfortable perhaps because it was the embodiment of diet culture lived out in reality and I've never had any feeling but hatred towards diet culture. Shit gives people so many body issues for no reason, and The Biggest Loser reveled in leering at fat bodies like some kind of fucked up modern freak show. Gives me the heebs AND the jeebs.
#winters ramblings#jillian micheals is SUCH a peice of shit. she treats people DISGUSTINGLY and someone should have told her to fuck off#or at LEAST began screaming at amd treating her like a contestant so we could at least derive some kind of joy out of watching HER#get screamed at all day every day i always felt bad for the people busting their asses#they didnt even TRY to teach anyone good food habits or fitness either they just made them do absurd exercise#no NORMAL person does every day. putting someone on a HIGHLY restrictive diet and forcing them to exercise all day#is NOT healthy that is an EATING DISORDER straight up#PLUS the contestants often gained the weight back sometimes PLUS more and it was found that they had a HARDER time losing weight#because the fucked diet of the show fucked their metabolism to hell so its even MORE impossible to lose weight#at ALL let alone long term. so fucked up this was on tv like LITERALLY modern freak show shit
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my goooooood I hate hate hate 5 am flights
#I always get too anxious to sleep#and then my ocd kicks in and it feeds into my obsessions and I wanna think about them instead of sleeping#and I have to fly on 2 hours of sleep the next day and feeling like an absolute loser lmao#current obsession check: I always watch svu on hotel tvs because it's almost always on#and then they aired the new season and I saw rollins and carisi together and I was like. what. when did this happen. how.#and I decided to watch seasons 16 through now to find out lmaaaaao#like of COURSE there was an easier way to do this but my ocd needs to EAT. I need something to obsess over or I'll die#it was much easier and less embarrassing when I could just join fandoms and shit#but now that I don't have time for that anymore#and no fandons have actually interested me in the past year#I kinda just have to cling onto random TV show characters that I find cute#honestly the level of obsession is the same... but not having a fandom to hide behind just makes it a bit more humiliating lol#not having fanfiction to read also makes everything harder as well#but anyways.#just ocd things#rambles*
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Lately I have been really struggling with myself. Am I being treated poorly by my friends, or am I being treated this way because of my own actions? Is it even poorly? Am I being too sensitive, or dramatic?
I try so hard to be a good friend to the people in my life. It feels like my friends only want to talk to me when they need advice or a voice of reason, but not for things that bring them joy.
I donât get invited to the little things. I donât get thought of for fun outings. My texts donât get answered. When I invite you to things you always back out at the last second, or donât even answer the message until after the event is over.
But if you need to vent about a problem, or need something I get called. Or you only update me on your life after youâve made a bunch of choices and need someone to validate them or tell you if youâre in the wrong.
Itâs been hurting my feelings a lot more lately (becoming more frequent) to the point that my brain is stuck in a loop on it. Am I so terrible that when something happens youâre afraid to talk to me? Am I so inconvenient that itâs just easier to exclude me?
I think maybe I need to reevaluate my life and the type of friend I am :/
#i just feel like shit#I love my friends so much I would do anything for them#I donât drive so sometimes itâs a bit harder for me but I always give gas money if I need a ride and always try and figure out transpo#before hand like my bf will bring me or Iâll call my mom or something if they canât#I always have money to pay for myself if they want to go do something#but I���m also a big fan of the no spoons hangouts#like wanna play video games? ok down#want to watch a movie or tv show? ok down#want to do crafts or like art? so down#go hiking or a park or beach? so down#I will literally go grocery shopping or to the dr with you if you want#but nope#invite everyone but me#and call me when you need to cry or vent#maybe if I stop being a know it all my friends will want to share their lives with me#Iâm stuck on a loop about it I canât stop thinking about it and crying
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say my name: sunghoon
pairing: sunghoon x afab!reader word count: 6.9k
synopsis: you never liked sunghoon. matter of fact, you hate him. he annoys you and makes your blood boil. what makes it worse is heâs your neighbor, attends the same college as you, and even worked his way into your friend group. you refuse to say his name, but he has plans to make you scream it.
genre: neighbors!au, enemies to lovers, smut.
warnings: swearing, reader has an attitude problem, mutual masturbation, using readers spit to jerk off, fingering, cum eating, unprotective sex, doggie, hair pulling, lmk if I missed anything!
You gripped the bedsheets, knuckles turning white and mouth going slack as moans escaped your lips. One of his hands left your hips and moved to your head, pushing your long hair from your face before connecting it to the side of your face, pressing you further into the sheets, another moan leaving your mouth.Â
He chuckled, âYeah? You like that huh?â his hand at your hip squeezed and shoved you further onto him, using more force into his other hand to press your face harder into the sheets, âSuch a dirty fucking girl.âÂ
You exhaled out, âI fucking hate you,â but had the biggest smirk on your lips as he used every force possible to fuck into you.Â
Sunghoon smirked at the look on your face, âNo you donât,â he cooed, his hand on your face moving to the top of your head, grasping a fistful of your hair and yanking, pulling you up and connecting your back to his chest, âSay my name,â he growled into your ear, letting go of your hair and snaking his hand down to your heat, middle finger circling your clit in perfect rhythm with his thrusts, âSay. My. Name.âÂ
Your head spun as you thought back on how you ended up in this situation with his cock so deep inside you.Â
You hated him the moment he moved in next door. You hoped whoever your neighbor would be that they would be better than the last one. The last neighbor you shared a wall with was loud, always yelling at something, banging on the walls, watching TV way too loud, and for whatever reason would leave their apartment door open to âget fresh air,â when in reality you thought it was to shove whatever terrible smell they had inside out.Â
You were so thankful when you saw your new neighbor was your age. He was handsome, looked smart, was quiet, seemed clean and his best friends were hot.Â
But you learned soon enough that he was a prick and your hate for him started.Â
Your first interaction with him was asking if he could turn his music down because it was three in the morning and you had work that following morning.Â
He opened the door wide, wearing nothing but his tight blue boxers that clearly showed his boner. His hair was a mess, and the giggles of two females could be heard from his bedroom. You tried to drown out their giggles and keep your eyes on his, terribly failing and staring down at his chest, absâŚhis cock.Â
He smirked, leaning closer to you, âLike what you see? Want to join us?â Anger filled you instantly. Who the fuck did this prick this he was? He barely moved in a few days ago, has TWO other females in his apartment, and is hitting on you when he doesnât know you?
You snarled, âJust turn the damn music down!âÂ
He, in fact, did not turn the music down but turned it up.Â
The rest of that week was hell. Music, alcohol, other females, and his friends flew in and out of that apartment, making you sleep less and less every day.Â
When classes started back up that following week, to your dismay, you walked into your microbiology class to see him sitting in the corner of the classroom. His hands shoved into his black hoodie, eyes locking onto yours. He smirked, leaning forward into his chair, resting his elbows on the table, and giving you a wink.Â
If you could drop this class and take it another semester you would. But you were so close to being done with your prerequisites for your major that there was no point in dropping it. Plus you wouldnât let your prick of a neighbor ruin this for you.Â
Except he made class hell too. Tossing notes your way, giving you winks, and biting his lips. Always having a comeback to your answer when the professor would ask questions.
You discovered through the class that his name was Park Sunghoon, and the moment you knew his name was the moment you vowed to never say it. To not let that tainted name leave your lips.Â
Sunghoon only did more to piss you off as time went on. Walking around outside the apartment practically naked, running his hands over his body, and winking at you. Always teasing you at college by how you âwantedâ him.Â
What made things worse, he somehow befriended your best friend. Yunjin invited you to a party one night and you gladly accepted it, wanting one night away from the apartment building and away from Sunghoon.Â
You walked into the party, expecting to be embraced by your best friend, but instead saw the door being opened by Jake, one of Sunghoonâs hot best friends.Â
âOh shit! Hey YN!â his Aussie accent blurted out, âYouâre friends with Yunjin too?âÂ
Too?
You peered into her house, seeing Sunghoonâs arm wrapped around her shoulders, red solo cups in their hands as they laughed together with not only your friends but also his.Â
Yunjinâs eyes widen in excitement at seeing Jake lead you into her house, âYNNIE!!!âÂ
She released herself from Sunghoon and embraced you quickly, âI have some people I want you to meet!âÂ
She introduced you to Sunghoon and his friends, the awkward smile on Sunghoonâs face showed that he had zero clue you were best friends with Yunjin.Â
âNo shit!â Jay exclaimed, âYouâre best friends with YN?! Sunghoon is her neighbor!âÂ
Yunjin, mostly in her drunken state, was more excited than she should be, âOH EM GEEE!!â she clapped her hands, âWe can be one big happy friend group!â
You found out from Yunjin that she and Sunghoon have a few classes together and even already hung out a few times around campus with his friends when you were busy.Â
You wanted to break up the friendship but felt way too guilty and didnât want to be that person to break away a friendship.Â
So you sucked it up.Â
For months you tried to act normal, but Sunghoonâs flirting and his teasing only got worse. Making you hate him even more. Oh, but it fueled him to continue.Â
Even after almost a year, you refused to call him by name, referring to him as stupid, idiot, idiot penguin(after finding out he was a figure skater), and simply just a prick.Â
You twirl your pencil between your fingers, listening to Heeseung and Yunjin talk about the League of Legends match they had last night. Jake cutting into the conversation.Â
âYeah yeah nerds, I have something to say.âÂ
Sunghoon glanced up at his best friend from his homework, âWhat could be more important than their league match?âÂ
âWhat the idiot penguin said,â you chimed in, eyes going back down to your homework.Â
âAre we still going with the idiot penguin?â Sunghoon scoffed, âItâs been a year, YN,â he rolled his eyes, âI have a name.â
You shrugged, standing by your statement of never saying his name.Â
Your friend group soon figured out whatever enemies thing you two had going on but never addressed it, hoping you two would figure it out on your own.Â
âAnyways,â Jay said, âWhat is important?âÂ
Jake smiled, âLetâs go to the next city over and party.âÂ
Chaewonâs eyes lit up, âYou know, why not?âÂ
Yunjin even seemed interested.Â
Your little small town had bars and one shitty club. Neither was worth walking into. Going the next city over for a night out didnât seem like a bad idea untilâŚ
âWe can get a hotel!â Yunjin said, âThat way we donât have to rush back home and can actually get drunk.âÂ
You were on board until the hotel was brought up, âNo. Absolutely not.âÂ
Sunghoon narrowed his eyes at you, knowing perfectly well why you didnât want to, âGet over it, youâre going. All of us are.âÂ
You protested the whole week against going, yet you found yourself in the very backseat of Chaewonâs car sitting right next to Sunghoon.Â
You rolled your head back onto the headrest, crossing your arms with a groan, âCan someone PLEASE switch seats with me?âÂ
âNO!â everyone else shouted. Sunghoon just sitting in silence, his arms also crossed, eyes locked onto whatever could be so interesting outside the car.Â
Youâve only been in the car for an hour and a half, yet it was killing you already.Â
âYou really need to get over whatever hate you have for him,â Yunjin said earlier in the day as she shoved her duffle bag into the trunk, âI donât understand it, everyone else is fine with each other besides you two.âÂ
You crossed your arms, âHeâs just a prick. Has been since Iâve met him.âÂ
Yunjin rolled her eyes, âYou arenât even sure if he even did have a threesome with those girls.âÂ
She wasnâtâŚwrong. But by the way, his dick was hard in thoseâŚtight boxers, thereâs no way he didnât fuck them both.Â
âIdiot penguin didnât really do a good job of defending himself if he wasnât, plus he asked ME to join them.âÂ
Yunjin just sighed, âHe hates when you call him that, he actually wants to be friends with you, ya know. We are all friends, you live right next door to each other, just try to get along tonight, okay?âÂ
Yet here you were in the backseat with him wanting nothing more than to jump out of the window and let every car hit you.Â
The sun started to set, and everyone one by one (except Chaewon and Jay who were driving and the passenger) fell asleep.Â
A small bump in the road was enough to wake you from your sleep. You yawned and then the pain of the way your body was twisted into the seat kicked in.Â
With a soft groan, you shifted yourself up, eyes wandering down your legs seeing them draped over Sunghoonâs lap.Â
His eyes were wide and lips tucked between his eyes as he stared down at your legs. You shifted in your seat, ready to yell at him and pull your legs back but when your foot grazed over his crotch, you were in more shock than he was when realizing you were awake, head snapping to you so fast.Â
âYNâŚâ he whispers, eyes darting to the front of the car then back to you, âItâs notââ
âThen what is it you prick?!â you whisper back. He had a fucking hard-on?! What the hell was he thinking and doing with your legs?!
Sunghoon quickly placed his hand over his hard cock, trying to conceal it as if it would help make the situation better.Â
It didnât.Â
âAnd now youâre touching yourself?!â you whispered in a snap, âYouâre such a pervert you prick!âÂ
Sunghoon narrowed his eyes down at you, âWill you shut the fuck up and listen for a second, ya?â you thinned your lips in a line, waiting. âYou at some point in your sleep shoved your legs into my lap. It woke me up and I was so close to shoving you off me, but you looked peaceful and Jay made me promise to not start shit with you.â Ahhh so they all were in on trying to get you two to play nice, âSo I left you alone, but you started shifting around andâŚâÂ
And he got a fucking boner just from your legs.Â
âYou have a leg fetish or something?â you raise a brow at him.Â
Only for your legs.Â
Sunghoon shook his head, âYouâre fucking crazy.âÂ
But maybe he was the crazy one. Ever since heâs met you, heâs wanted nothing more than to fuck that attitude out of you. To fuck all that hate you have for him out. To turn that scrunched face full of anger every time you look at him into a relaxed sexual face with you moaning out his name.Â
Heâs never once heard you call him by name. Even when heâs texted you about stuff about hanging out with everyone or for class or homework or literally anything about the apartment you always call him some wack ass name.Â
Sunghoon has it as his goal to get you to say his name. Whether thatâs by him fucking you into the next year, or gaslighting you into saying it somehow. He preferred option one.Â
He found you so ridiculously sexy. Your attitude always got him going and he couldnât explain why. Maybe itâs because he wanted to fuck that attitude out, maybe itâs because over the year of knowing you, heâs grown a little crush. Loving the way your eyes light up when a strawberry alcoholic beverage of any kind is placed in front of you. Loving how you smile when you see animals and how you dance around with Yunjin in her living room.Â
He found it so sexy how you give back every ounce of bullshit he threw at you. So sexy when you wear your tight sweatpants that shape your ass do fine. Finding the small mole above your naval so cute and attractive, mostly when you wear tight crop tops or shorter shirts that lift when you stretch showing off your tummy.Â
Sunghoon was so down bad for you in many ways that even he wasnât able to understand it.Â
He hated you to a degree, but only in a way to keep himself from feeling things he shouldnât for you.Â
âIâm crazy?â you burned holes into his eyes when he nodded, âSays the one who got a boner over my legs.âÂ
Sunghoon couldnât hold it back anymore, slowly palming his cock, âYeah? And what about it? Your legs are so fucking sexy.â Sunghoon loved your legs and wanted to rub his hands up and down them. Wanted to squeeze the plush of your thighs. Wanted them to straddle him.Â
You could see it in his eyes, the way his pupils were starting to look blown out and filled with so much lust. Heâs never looked at you like that before.Â
It made your cheeks flush and made you speechless. Your eyes wandered away from his and down to the hand palming himself, watching as his hips slowly shifted up with each stroke of his palm.Â
It sent heat down your body and pooled between your legs. You hated him, so why was watching him stroke himself so hot to you? Making you want to continue watching him.Â
âOh, you so want me,â he whispered, tucking his bottom lip between his teeth, slowly sliding his hand down his sweatpants and boxers, letting out a soft grunt and he flung his head back into the headrest, keeping his eyes locked with yours.Â
You watched how the moonlight and street lamps shined on him as he fucked up into his fist slowly.Â
âPrick,â you whispered back at him, closing your thighs together in hopes of concealing the rising heat between them. But Sunghoon notices everything.Â
âYouâre so wet, arenât you? All just from watching me? So dirty.â He was making your blood boil. But the slick between your legs was worse than your anger at the moment, and you knew that he could see it too.Â
âShut up,â you closed your legs tighter, trying to fight yourself from looking at him, from looking at how his hand moves under his sweatpants.Â
âTouch yourself.âÂ
Your eyes widened, âExcuse you?!âÂ
âShut the fuck up!â he snapped, making you realize you said that a bit too loud, with a groan he repeated himself, âI said touch yourself.âÂ
You snarl at him, opening your mouth to fight back but ultimately stopping when he pulls his hand from his pants and lifts his hips to slide them down to his thighs.Â
He looked back at you as he wrapped his hand back around himself, a smirk raising, âClose your mouth, you might start drooling, YN.âÂ
You didnât realize how wide you let your jaw drop at his sizeâŚhe was huge. Maybe that day you told him to turn his music down, his cock showing wasnât because of how tight his boxers wereâŚ
You closed your mouth, sliding your back into the seat and slouching down, running your thighs even more together.Â
Sunghoon was loving the way you were looking at him. Loved how you kept darting your eyes back and forth between his face and cock. Oh, the way heâll tease you about this until his last breath.Â
He leaned towards you a bit, rubbing his thumb over the tip to spread his precum, âTouch yourself, YN.âÂ
Your heart was racing, your body on fire. You wanted to. So bad. But didnât want to give him that satisfaction.Â
Sunghoon let a small moan leave his lips, and you were done for.Â
You slid your hand down your shorts, your fingers working their way to spread your slick around your clit.Â
âThatâs it, baby,â he whispers, eyebrows furrowing, âKeep going.âÂ
You stared down at his cock, watching how he bucked his hips in movement with his hand, seeing how his precum leaked from the tip.Â
But then he released himself, reaching over and stopping his hand below your mouth, âSpit.âÂ
You didnât hesitate, dripping your saliva into a small pool in his hand. Sunghoon could have came just by the eye contact you gave him as you gave him your spit. Like holy fucking shit it was hot.Â
Sunghoon spreads your saliva over his cock, hitting his head back into the headrest as his hand glides so easily up and down his shaft, âOh, fuck.âÂ
You bit your lips and pressed two fingers inside you, letting small and quiet whimpers escape just loud enough for him to hear.Â
Sunghoon wanted you to expose yourself as he has to you, reaching his free hand to the hem of your shorts and tugging, âPullâem down.âÂ
So you did. Releasing your fingers from your cunt only long enough to push your shorts and panties down to your ankles and pumping your fingers back into you.Â
Sunghoon hissed at see you finger fuck yourself. Loving how your hips rolled in time with your fingers. God, he wished it was his fingers inside you.Â
He looks up to you, seeing that your eyes were still locked onto his cock. He slouched more down into the seat, giving himself more room to pump himself and give you a better view.Â
You bit your lips tighter and pushed your fingers in faster, knowing damn well you were covering the seat in your juices. But you didnât care at that moment.Â
Sunghoonâs hand was on your thigh, spreading your leg more apart, giving you that access to finger fuck yourself faster.Â
It was driving him up a wall at how you looked right now. Youâve only ever shown him faces of anger, but right now youâre showing him the faces you make when horny and touching yourself. And oh god he was loving it.Â
He wanted you to look at him while touching yourself. He wanted to see the face youâd make when you cum, wanting you to watch him cum.Â
âHey, YN,â he was barely able to whisper, âEyes on me.âÂ
You locked eyes with him, chills being sent down your spine at his fucked out expression. You couldnât help but let your imagination run wild. Is this how he looks when heâs having sex? So out of it and lustful?Â
You wondered how heâd fuck you while you straddled him. Would his hips buck up like they are doing into his fist? Would he go faster? Harder? The thoughts were endless as you stared back into his eyes.Â
His mouth slightly opened, his lips swollen from how hard he was biting them to keep his moans compressed. He let out small grunts, eyes quickly looking down at how covered your hand was with your wetness, wanting to unbuckle himself and grab you by your thighs until your back was touching the bottom of the seat as he spreads your legs and fucked himself into you.Â
The thoughts were enough to send him over the edge, âYN,â he whispered.
âHmm?â
âIâm fixing to cum.âÂ
Your body tensed, fingers moving faster, âCum then,â you whispered back, your thumb now doing circles on your clit as you pumped yourself.Â
âMâcumming,â he said with a deep inhale, tucking his lips back between his teeth as he released, his cum leaking out so perfectly and down his hand.Â
âFuck,â you whimper, working your fingers faster.Â
Sunghoon slid his boxers up first, wiping his cum on the inside of his boxers due to not having anywhere else to do so, then slid his sweatpants back over his hips.Â
He locked his eyes back to yours, seeing how desperate you looked wanting to cum too. He slides his eyes down to your cunt. If it were his hands thereâŚyou would have came twice by now.Â
You wanted to release terribly, but the angle of your hand and the small of the backseat made it difficult for you to chase out that climax. You tensed as you tried to reach for it, calling for it.Â
Your body froze when Sunghoonâs hand grabs yours, pulling your fingers out of your cunt, âLet me help.âÂ
Usually, youâd protest and yell at him. Call him a prick. Shove him away. But right now you wanted to cum and that priority was above all else.Â
He replaced your fingers with his. His long fingers slid into you so gracefully, âFuck youâre so wet,â he moans softly, angling his hand in the perfect spot as he hit your g-spot. Sunghoon couldnât believe he was feeling you in his hand, feeling your slick pool in his palm, feeling you clench around his fingers. He was already getting hard again.Â
âFeels good baby?â he whispers in your ear and all you do in response is nod.Â
Something about his fingers was driving you crazy. The way they hit your g-spot with such ease, the way his thumb brushed against your clit with each movementâŚ
âSay my name,â he says into your ear, pumping his fingers in you faster.Â
âNo,â you say back, your hand flying to his wrist and squeezing it tightly.Â
âSay my name, YN,â he said again, curling his fingers so deep inside you, your climax nearing so fast you didnât have time to think, âSay my name baby.âÂ
You opened your mouth, not to say his name, but to moan as you came around his fingers and hand. Sunghoon acted fast enough to press his lips to yours, suppressing your moan from being too loud and letting the others find out what was happening in the back seat.Â
You closed your eyes at your release, Sunghoonâs fingers still moving inside you slowly, helping you chase out at high.Â
You kissed him back, without so much as a second thought, you kissed him back.Â
Maybe you did it as a way to thank him for helping you release, maybe you did it because you wanted to. The lines were blurred and you didnât know why you let him kiss you.Â
His fingers slid out from your cunt as he leaned more into you, his tongue spreading your lips apart and making its way into your mouth twirling the muscle around yours.Â
Once you came down from your high, your eyes opened wide, and shoved Sunghoon back to his side of the car. A chuckle left his lips, âBack to hating me?âÂ
âI never stopped hating you!âÂ
âRight,â he clicked his tongue, as he looked down at his hand covered in your cum, âThatâs not what your body said five minutes ago.âÂ
You wanted to call him his usual nickname but stopped short when he lifted his hand to his lips, tongue extending out and licking your cum from his palm then shoved his fingers into his mouth, licking them clean.Â
Fuck she tastes so good.Â
Your face reddens, âPrick,âÂ
His eyes roamed down to your cunt, âPull your shorts up.âÂ
âI hate you.âÂ
â
Once you all arrived at the hotel and checked into your rooms, you quickly locked the door, sliding your back down the wood and covering your face in your hands.Â
The guilt of what happened was finally hitting you. You masturbated with him. Watch him cum down his hand and even let him make you cum. You let him kiss you, and shove his tongue down your throat.Â
You felt dirty and in need of a shower to wash away the guilt and feeling of his hand between your legs.Â
Everyone was supposed to meet down in the lobby twenty minutes after getting to their rooms to change and do whatever else before hitting up the club. It was plenty of time to shower and wash Sunghoon off you.Â
You scrubbed your body clean and even double-brushed your teeth before sliding into the dress Yunjin and Chaewon forced you to bring, âIt makes you look so hot!â Yunjin said, âFits you in all the right places!âÂ
Well, she was right. The red dress was made of silk and slid down your body perfectly as well as fit you perfectly. It was tight around your frame to show off your curves, shaping your ass and lifting your tits. You slid your feet into matching red sneakers, not caring enough to walk around in heels all night.Â
You arrived in the lobby, seeing that Jake and Sunghoon were the first ones there.
Just looking at Sunghoon not only brought back your moment in the car together but brought out a different feeling.Â
You could tell he also showered by how wet his hair still was. His hair was parted perfectly in its normal part, pieces sliding down into his face. His black button-up shirt was tight against his frame, showing his muscled arms and shoulders perfectly. Matching his shirt, he wore black pants that fit him perfectly in a loose way.Â
Jake mirrored his outfit but in white, going for a whole yin and yang thing. Which made sense for the two of them being best friends and all.Â
âWow,â Jake was the first to speak, âYou lookââ
âSexy,â Sunghoon finished for him, his gaze eyeing you up and down.Â
âYes! Sexy!âÂ
Sunghoon tried to not let his irritation with his best friend show as he watched him practically drool over you. If only Jake knew he was knuckles deep in your pussy not even an hour ago.Â
Hell, Sunghoon was trying to not drool over you right now. Red was definitely your color and it was doing something to him down in his pants. Especially with the way the tops of your breasts pooled over the top of that dress.Â
You noticed how he was eye fucking you, earning you to scrunch your nose at him and look away, putting your attention fully on Jake.Â
Shit, thereâs that attitude I want to fuck right out of her.Â
It didnât take much longer for the others to arrive and off to the club you all went.Â
The club was packed. The music you didnât quite care for and Sunghoon wouldnât let you out of his sight, following your every move like a hawk hunting his prey.Â
Everyone else had found their way to the dance floor, shaking some ass and grinding up on random strangers having the time of their lives. That could be you if you didnât have an idiot penguin on your heels.Â
You walked up to the bar, waving the bartender over, âYes maâam?â he said, his eyes immediately dropping to your cleavage.
âSheâll take a strawberry coconut rum with extra ice please, make it two,â Sunghoon answered for you.Â
You looked over at him, seeing how closely he stood next to you. Sunghoon wanted to touch you, have his hands on you to show every man in this club to back the fuck off.Â
âYou got it,â the bartender said, giving a small look of irritation at Sunghoon.Â
Sunghoon just smirked, eyes flickering to his name tag, âThank you, Choi Yeonjun.âÂ
Yeonjun just thinned his lips out, âYeah, youâre welcome.â Then he walked off to make the drinks.Â
Your glare at him didnât falter, âCan I help you?â Sunghoon asked.Â
âCan I help YOU? I can order my drinks myself.âÂ
âHe was literally eye fucking you, I had to do something.âÂ
You raised a brow at him, âHuh? Is it eating you up so much that other men are looking at me?âÂ
Yes because no one else is allowed to have you.Â
âWhy would I care about that? Itâs not them looking, itâs the fact they arenât just looking. They are undressing you with their eyes and I canât fucking stand it.âÂ
Youâve never seen Sunghoon soâŚprotective before. Heâs never batted an eye at you twice at the clubs and bars back home, letting any and every man hit on you as much as they wanted. What changed between then and now?Â
Yeonjun returned with your drinks, giving you a flirty smile and glare at Sunghoon before walking away again.Â
Sunghoon snarled at him.Â
âAnyway!â You snapped, âHow did you know what to even order me?âÂ
Sunghoon chuckled, taking a sip of the alcohol, âIâve known you for over a year, YN. Iâve seen what you drink when weâve gone out and at parties. I know you.âÂ
Somehow that hit hard to your heart, that he even paid that much attention to you outside of the constant teasing.Â
âYou hate me, why go through this trouble?â you scoffed, chugging down your drink quickly, wanting to already feel the buzz.Â
âI hate you, but not in the same way you hate me,â he finally admitted, âItâs not any trouble at all to protect you, Iâve always done it, always shooed off anyone who would hit on you for too long. You just never noticed it.âÂ
Your heart skipped a beat, your memory shoving back in time at every time someone hit on you, how theyâd flirt and touch your waist, only for them to leave to grab a drink and never return. Now you know why, Sunghoon got to them.Â
âWhat do you mean that you donât hate me the same way I hate you?âÂ
Sunghoon looked away from you, chugging down the last bit of his drink before tossing it back onto the bar counter and taking a deep breath in.Â
âYou hate me because of how I flirt with you, how I tease you about anything and everything. You hate me for how loud I blast my music, hate me for being loud when Heeseung, Jay, and Jake are over, hate me for the number of females Iâve brought in and out of my apartment, hate me because you think I had a threesome with those girls all that time ago when I actually didnât, by the way, I sent them home before anything else could happen. And you hate me for competing against you in class, hate me for joining your friend group, the list goes on. But me? I hate you because of how bad I want you.âÂ
He looked back at you, his face softened from his hardened look from earlier at Yeonjun. You could tell by the look in his eyes that he was holding everything back.Â
Sunghoon wanted to yell at you for how stupid you were for not seeing how he felt about you. That his little teasing and acts of flirting were because he likes you. Yeah, he wanted to fuck your brains out along with that nasty attitude of yours, that ainât no lie, but the moment he first laid his eyes on you his heart wanted to jump out his chest. And after seeing the way you eyed him up that one day you went to yell at him about his music, it tipped him over the edge to always wanting to be that thorn in your side pissing you off. Because it was better than making you feel nothing at all for him.Â
Sunghoon sighs, âI hate you because I want you so bad. I hate you because you canât even dare say my name. I hate you for the things you make me feel. I fucking hate you for letting me kiss you in the car because now all I can think about is how Iâd get my lips back on yours.â
You stared blankly at him, before nervously shaking your head and letting out a chuckle, âRight. This is just your way of teasing me again.âÂ
âIf I wanted to tease you right now, Iâd bring up how badly you were gasping at my cock in the car.âÂ
âShut up!â You snapped, your face reaching the same shade as your dress.Â
He smirked at you, âAll that aside, I want you so fucking bad that I canât handle it anymore, and by how fucking wet you were for meâŚâ he took a step closer to you, face nearly inches apart from yours, âI know you want me so bad too.â
You swallowed, body shaking from how close he was to you right now. Sunghoon rested his forehead against yours, biting at his lower lip, âSay my name,âÂ
You lifted your face a bit, barely brushing your lips to his, âNo,âÂ
Sunghoonâs hands were now at your waist, fingers digging into that sexy dress of yours that he wanted to rip from your body, âGod I want to fuck that attitude out of you.â
Your heart was doing flips and you finally understood why: because of the feelings that ran deep within you that you sheltered up and locked away. Finally understanding thatâs why he made your blood boil at nearly existing. You were forcing the feelings you felt for him away.Â
You landed your hands on his biceps, rubbing your thumb over the muscle, âSay my name,â he said again.Â
You smiled, shaking your head.Â
Sunghoon just smirked back at you, taking a few steps back and guiding you with him, âI am going to get you to say my name.âÂ
You, for the first time, flirted back, âHow are you going to do that?âÂ
He didnât respond, just kept pulling you toward the entrance of the club and until you were back at the hotel and being shoved into his room.Â
His mouth found yours, his hands roaming every inch of your body as your fingers trailed down his shirt, undoing every button until the black fabric was lying somewhere on the floor.Â
Sunghoon shoved his tongue down your throat at the same time he found the zipper to your dress, pulling it down in a shift motion to get you out of it quickly.Â
His cock was twitching in his pants, so eager to be set free and find its new home inside your cunt.Â
The moment your dress hit the floor, you were shoved onto your back on the bed, his hands on your hips and pulling you to the edge, looping his fingers into your panties nearly ripping them off you.Â
âSo fucking needy,â you teased him, âWant me that bad?âÂ
Sunghoon hissed, âYou have no fucking idea.âÂ
He towered over you, pressing his lips back to yours as his fingers slipped into your soaked pussy. You moaned against his mouth, closing your thighs around his hand.Â
âSay my name,â he said once again, âI wanna hear you say it.âÂ
You bit your lip, ushering out another no.Â
Sunghoon was going insane for this little game of yours, it turned him on more than heâd like to admit. Maybe he was actually crazy.Â
âSay my name,â he said as he pushed his fingers into you harder, curling his fingers at your g-spot, âScream my name and I might consider letting you cum.â
You slid your hand down to your clit, working your fingers against it, âThat's fine, Iâll just make myself cum.âÂ
Sunghoon groaned, swatting your hand from your clit and removing his fingers. Both hands grabbing at your waist and flipping you over, lifting your ass up and making your back arch, âShit I canât wait to fuck that attitude of yours away.âÂ
âFunny you think thatâs something that can be done,âÂ
He took a handful of your hair and lifted you up, letting out a âWatch me,â in a whisper against your ear, then shoved you back down into the sheets.Â
You heard the sound of his pants hitting the floor, then felt his tip prod at your entrance, âPrickâŚâÂ
âWhat was that?âÂ
âPriââ
Before you could make out the word, he shoved his length into you, bottoming out then pushing himself back out and then in, not giving you any time to adjust to his size.Â
You didnât care though, the pleasure was far too great as he fucked into you like you were a bitch in heat, âGonna fuck you so good youâll start thinking twice before giving me attitude again.âÂ
And thatâs how you ended up here, back pressed so tightly against his chest as his cock and fingers worked their magic on your body.Â
You reached your hands up and behind his, fingers tangling into his hair as your brain became foggy.Â
He fucked into you with the full intention of getting you to scream his name. Of getting you to come so unglued on his cock youâll be begging him to fuck you some more.Â
Even with these goals in mind, Sunghoon couldnât believe he had your body pressed up against his, cock so balls deep into your cunt, and hearing your moans so crystal clear in his ear. He loved it. Loved how much of a mess he was making of you.Â
He worked his middle finger faster against your clit, âSay my name,â he begged, âSay my fucking name.âÂ
You bit down on your lip, trying with any willpower left that you had to keep from screaming his name. From giving him exactly what he wanted.Â
Sunghoon kept trying and wasnât going to stop until his name left your lips. Heâll fuck you until the sun starts raising if he had to, all to hear your pretty voice speak his name.Â
Your climax was fast approaching, you wanted to cum so bad, and you knew what you had to do to reach it, finally letting go.Â
âSunghoon,â you softly moaned.Â
âLouder,â he growled.Â
âSunghoon,â you moaned again.Â
âLouder!âÂ
âSUNGHOON,â you screamed at the same time you came on his dick, his fingers and thrusts did not slow long down.Â
âFuccckkkk yessss,â he groaned, removing his fingers from your clit and using all his weight to push you back down into the sheets, his hands taking yours and lifting them above your head, pounding into you faster and harder than before.Â
You chanted his name, losing your breath at the ecstasy that filled you.Â
âThatâs it, baby, scream my name like itâs the only name youâll ever know.âÂ
You continued to moan his name, making it music to his ears and filling his heart with such happiness he didnât think was possible.Â
âFuck, you love hoonieâs cock, ya? Love the way I give it to you?â
âHoonie,â you cried out, âFucking love your cock so much.âÂ
Sunghoon gripped his hands tighter around yours, âCum for me again baby, you can do it.âÂ
You released on him again, your eyes seeing stars.Â
He pushed your legs further apart with his knees and fucked harder into you, âIâm so in love with you,â he admitted, âI love that stupid ass attitude of yours, I love fucking that attitude out, I love the way you say my name and love the way you look at me while I fuck you. I love you.âÂ
You lifted your head, barely being able to look at him, but you did. You were looking up at him with such endearment. Like he was the one who put the stars in the sky just like heâs the one making you see them right now.Â
âSunghoon,â he came undone at how softly you said his name, his seed unloading into your gummy walls, slowing his thrust as he chased down his high, âI love you too.âÂ
â
You both sat hand in hand in the backseat, Sunghoon pinching your cheeks in a teasing manner as he rubbed his nose against yours, his smile so wide.Â
âHey,â Jay called from the front seat, âWhat the fuck happened with you two?âÂ
Heeseung groaned and slung his head onto the headrest, âYou donât even want to know! They were fucking each other's brains out all night.âÂ
Chaewon yawned at the driver's seat, âBe lucky you didnât have a room next to his.âÂ
âNo for real,â Heeseung added, âI got so tired hearing how many times he asked YN to cum for him. Wanted to shove pencils down my ears.âÂ
Sunghoon slapped his friend's chest, âBring earphones next time buddy.âÂ
Jake and Yunjin looked at each other confused at what happened between their best friends, but going along anyway. Jake always knew Sunghoon had feelings for you and saw how he bottled it up. Jake guessed last night was Sunghoonâs tipping point. And Yunjin always knew youâd break at some point and accept Sunghoon, she just didnât expect it to be as a lover.Â
âAnyway,â Jay said rubbing his temples, âLetâs hit the road, I have work tomorrow and need to sleep off more of this hangover.âÂ
Chaewon then started the drive back home.Â
Sunghoon rested his face back against yours, bringing your lips to his, âSay my name again.âÂ
âSunghoon,â you whispered between kisses, âSunghoon, Sunghoon, Sunghoon.â
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roommate!ghost who doesn't say much, but he does all of the housework and always seems to know when you've had a bad day because suddenly you hear a knock on the front door and the loud rustling of a takeout bag before he's slowly pushing your half closed bedroom door open, slipping in to silently offer you your favorite food. You don't know what he does for work or where exactly he's from but he's always there when you get home from a bad date, or a good one for that matter. And everytime you go to the bathroom or grab something from the kitchen, the moment you come back the guy is stuttering together a string of excuses as he practically scrambles out of your apartment.
You drop down onto the couch, holding back tears and asking ghost why guys don't like you. He rubs your back with his wide palm and draws circles on the inside of your knee with his thumb, wordlessly comforting you. It's innocent, you tell yourself, he's just a touchy guy. That's why he always lets his hand graze your waist as he shifts past you in the hallway, always lets his fingers linger two seconds too long every time you hand him something. You lose confidence in that conviction, though, when you end up in his lap as the tv screen darkens with the end credits of the movie he had been watching (really counting down the seconds until you got home from your date). His big arms are wrapped around you and your head is buried in his neck, tears eventually turned to a steady warm synchronization of your breaths together. As you shift your weight, hips dragging up his leg, you suddenly feel him between your legs. His whole body tenses as the warmth of you presses on his hard cock over his sweatpants. You roll your hips again, this time pressing harder against him and he all but fucking moans, a low broken sound escaping his throat. His hands come to your waist and squeeze as you do it again and again and again, not stopping until he whispers the dirtiest things you've ever heard in your life against your skin while you come for him. Not stopping until his mask is somewhere on the floor, his lips finally opening up to you in all the ways he has just been waiting to show you.
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Guys listen up I have a banger concept:
TV show (called "The Hiatus" or something like that), set in the late 19th century. It starts with us meeting the Mysterious Enigmatic MC, who's traveling through Europe, obviously on the run from someone or something. Every episode starts with him arriving in a new town under a brand new alias in hopes to quietly spend a couple of nights there, but then he accidentally encounters some random person (usually a child or a woman who's been wronged somehow) in a difficult situation and can't help but help them. He doesn't actually want to even briefly speak to anyone, he's all Mysterious and Enigmatic and secretive and EcCeNtRiC and On The Run and very obviously in huge distress but somehow he just always can't leave a situation as it is (and also visibly very curious to resolve it). The people he helped are usually amazed by how clever and observant and also Mysterious and Enigmatic he is and want to get to know him better, but after helping them he always has to leave the town even earlier and more hastily than he planned to.
As the show progresses we gradually learn more of his backstory, including that there's this Certain Person that our Mysterious Enigmatic MC had to leave and now misses dearly and can't contact, (and the more time passes, the harder it gets for him to stop himself from writing to him).
Only about halfway through the show, after N episodes and some amount of increasingly obvious hints it's finally officially revealed that our Mysterious Enigmatic MC is post-Reichenbach Sherlock Holmes.
The very last episode is, obviously, The Empty House.
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â STOP CALLING IT YOUR DREAM REALITY
why is it desired when it has already happened?
You need to realise that you are already in the reality you have chosen, you are in the reality that is desired. Stop viewing your new life as far-fetched and magical. Some of you think that with the crazy things in your script, it makes it harder to shift, than it would be to manifest something âsmallâ. But let me tell you, youâre already there.
stop envying that girlâs body, you already have it, if not better
stop envying all the rich peopleâs vacations and hauls you see on socials, you live that life
stop envying the person with the pretty face, you have one too
stop getting jealous of a certain pop group, tv show cast or celebrity for getting to do the things that you want to do, you ARE doing all that you have ever wanted
stop envying the person your s/o has dating rumours with, theyâre yours and always have been
because youâre a god.
stop getting jealous of the person with the perfect parents and rich family, your family was real the second you scripted them, you see them every day, no big deal
donât you get it? the 3d isnât real, what youâre seeing isnât real if you donât want it to be.
itâs not your dream reality, itâs your current reality, get comfortable and casual about it, itâs your everyday life, nothing special to you. stop scrambling for methods as if you arenât in your reality already. stop treating your new life as a prize, itâs nothing special because you had it the second you thought about it. stop viewing your new life as some accomplishment to strive for, itâs your everyday experience, again nothing special.
as a god, every reality is your creation, why are you looking at your creations as the prize when the prize is you? why are you looking at your new life as something to work hard for, something to put effort in to have? why, why, why when itâs already yours?
you cant leave if you donât acknowledge that this new life is already yours. Youâll always be in the state of desiring and never in the state of having if you donât fix this mindset. It also puts more pressure on you when attempting to induce pure consciousness, you think everything is riding on inducing pure consciousness, you think your dream wont happen if you donât do it. why do you think the weight of your new life relies on whether youâre able to induce pure conscious or whether youâre able to shift, when itâs already yours and you already live that life?
iâll tell you why you think this way: itâs because you donât see it as yours yet, you think it will only become yours when you have done all these things.
what you see: script + void/âI AMâ state ⯠my dream life is finally mine
you see it as a process when it isnât one, there is no process
what actually happens: iâve created my dream life in my head ⯠i have it now, itâs not a dream anymore
itâs an immediate chain of events, not a process. so stop with the jealousy, being miserable and asking the same questions, itâs BEEN yours
as soon as you take that pressure away from the act of shifting, because you KNOW your new life belongs to you no matter what, it puts less stress on you, making inducing pure consciousness easier
thatâs it thatâs all, ITS ALREADY YOURS DONT SEE IT AS A PROCESS đđ
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Mr. Flanagan, Iâd like to ask a question and I deeply hope that it does not offend or upset you. I am strongly considering canceling my Netflix subscription due to their new password sharing policy. However, Midnight Mass is one of my favorite shows of all time and I know it isnât available on DVD, and Iâm also profoundly anticipating your take on my favorite Edgar Allen Poe story. So I wanted to ask your take on people accessing your work through, uh, other means. If itâs something thatâs offensive to you or will harm you or the other people who work so hard on these shows, Iâll happily keep my Netflix just so that I can keep supporting your work. I respect you far too much as an artist to do otherwise.
Again, I really hope Iâm not upsetting you by asking this question. Thank you for everything, and I hope youâre having a great day!
(NOTE 6/4/2024: I'm editing this entry because, well over a year since it was posted, some journalists dug this up and used it to create click-bait headlines that are misleading, out of context and artificially combative. While I was of course disappointed over the years that Netflix opted not to release my work on physical media, I never experienced any hostility or aggression in those discussions, and I sincerely regret the manner in which this post was used in the press this week.)
Hi there - no offense taken whatsoever, in fact I think this is a very interesting and important question.
So. If you asked me this a few years ago, I would have said "I hate piracy and it is hurting creators, especially in the independent space." I used to get in Facebook arguments with fans early in my career when people would post about seeing my work on torrent sites, especially when that work was readily available for rent and purchase on VOD.
Back in 2014, my movie Before I Wake was pirated and leaked prior to any domestic release, and that was devastating to the project. It actually made it harder to find distribution for the film. By the time we were able to get distribution in the US, the film had already been so exposed online that the best we could hope for was a Netflix release. Netflix stepped in and saved that movie, and for that I will always be grateful to them.
However...
Working in streaming for the past few years has made me reconsider my position on piracy.
In the years I worked at Netflix, I tried very hard to get them to release my work on blu-ray and DVD.
It became clear very fast that their priority was subscriptions, and that they were not particularly interested in physical media releases of their originals, with a few exceptions.
While companies like Netflix pride themselves on being disruptors, and have proven that they can affect great change in the industry, they sometimes fail to see the difference between disruption and damage. So much that they can find themselves, intentionally or not, doing harm to the concept of film preservation.
The danger comes when a title is only available on one platform, and then - for whatever reason - is removed.
We have already seen this happen. And it is only going to happen more and more. Titles exclusively available on streaming services have essentially been erased from the world. If those titles existed on the marketplace on physical media, like HBO's Westworld, the loss is somewhat mitigated (though only somewhat.) But when titles do not exist elsewhere, they are potentially gone forever.
The list of titles that have been removed from streaming services is growing.
I still believe that where we put our dollars matters. Renting or buying a piece of work that you like is essential. It is casting a vote, encouraging studios - who only speak the language of money - to invest more effort into similar work. If we show up to support distinct, unique, exciting work, it encourages them to make more of it. It's as simple as that. If we don't show up, or if they can't hear our voice because we are casing our vote "silently" through torrent sites or other means - it makes it unlikely that they will take a chance to create that kind of work again.
Which is why I typically suggest that if you like a movie you've seen through - uh - other means, throw a few dollars at that title on a legitimate platform. Rent it. Purchase it. Support it.
But if some studios offer no avenue for that kind of support, and can (and will) remove content from their platform forever... frankly, I think that changes the rules.
Netflix will likely never release the work I created for them on physical media, though I'll always hold out hope.
Some of you may say "wait, aren't The Haunting of Hill House and The Haunting of Bly Manor available on blu-ray and DVD?" Yes, they are, because they were co-produced with Paramount, and I'm grateful that Paramount was able to release and protect those titles. (I'm also grateful that those releases include extended cuts, deleted scenes, and commentary tracks. There are a number of fantastic benefits to physical media releases.)
But a lot of the other work I did there are Netflix originals, without any other studio involvement. Those titles - like Midnight Mass, The Midnight Club, and the upcoming Fall of the House of Usher - along with my Netflix exclusive and/or original movies Before I Wake and Gerald's Game - have no such protections. The physical media releases of those titles are entirely at Netflix's discretion, and don't appear to be priority for the studio at this time.
At the moment, Netflix seems content to leave Before I Wake, Gerald's Game, Midnight Mass, and The Midnight Club on the service, where they still draw audiences. I don't think there is a plan to remove any of them anytime soon. But plans change, the industry changes.
The point is things change, and each of those titles - should they be removed from the service for any reason - are not available anywhere else. If that day comes - if Netflix's servers are destroyed, if a meteor hits the building, if they are bought out by a competitor and their library is liquidated - I don't know what the circumstances might be, I just know that if that day comes, some of the work that means the most to me in the world would be entirely erased.
Or, what if we aren't so catastrophic in our thinking? What if it the change isn't so total? What if Netflix simply bumps into an issue with the license they paid for music (like the Neil Diamond songs that play such a crucial role in Midnight Mass), and decide to leave the show up but replace the songs?
This has happened before as well - fans of Northern Exposure can get the show on DVD and blu-ray, but the music they heard when the series aired has been replaced due to the licensing issues. And the replacements - chosen for their low cost, not for creative reasons - are not improvements. What if the shows are just changed, and not by creatives, but by business affairs executives?
All to say that physical media is critically important. Having redundancy in the marketplace is critically important. The more platforms a piece of work is available on, the more likely it is to survive and grow its audience.
As for Netflix, I hope sincerely that their thinking on this issue evolves, and that they value the content they spend so much money creating enough to protect it for posterity. That's up to them, it's their studio, it's their rules. But I like to think they may see that light eventually, and realize that exclusivity in a certain window is very cool... but exclusivity in perpetuity could potentially limit the audience and endanger the work itself.
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Close to You | Denki x Chubby!Reader
Summary; Denki doesnât play when it comes to threats to your relationship, even at the expense of his friends.
Warnings: smut (p in v, implied cunnilingus, breeding kink (I mean itâs međ) slight quirkplay) mean!Denki (but really only to his friend, he takes it out on your pussy thoughđŁ) dickhead!bakugo.
SN: I will be posting the Jungkook fic soon!!đbut this is just a little snack I had preplanned until thenđđ
You werenât quite sure how you got here.
As soon as Denki stormed through your door, everything had been a bit of a blur. The only things you were able to make out of the senseless rambling was âfucking dickheadâ âcan make her come harder than anythingâ âgonna fuckinâ breed herâ.
That, that had your pussy quivering.
While you were busy pondering what brought on this sudden shift in your boyfriendâs mood, Denki was thinking of all the different ways he was going to show everyone just how much youâre his.
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âDoes he always talk to you like that?â Denki looks up at you from where his head is resting on your lap. âWho?â He asks, brows furrowed in confusion.Â
Youâd both decided it was time for you to meet his friends and he couldnât have been more excited about it. You met with the group at a homey sports bar for the more relaxed atmosphere and besides a few minor flubs, he thought you all got along well. You and Mina made plans to get your nails done together, you recommended the rolling papers you use to Sero, and Kirishima hadnât found someone with his sense of humor in ages. You even managed to bring Bakugo out of his shell, bouncing recipes off of one another seamlessly. So he wondered what went wrong.
âBakugo, I donât really like how he talks to you.â You try to convey without looking controlling. âLike when he calls you stupid and things like that. I mean he even had you running around, getting stuff for him today like youâre some âerrand boyâ.â âThatâs just how he is,â Denki waves you off. He was used to Bakugoâs antics after having gone to school with him, so he knows better than to take it to heart. âAnd he doesnât genuinely mean it when he calls me dumb.â He chuckles, focusing his attention back to whatâs playing on TV. You sigh, a bit unsatisfied with his answer. âYou know your friends better than I do,â You start, carding your fingers through his blonde tresses. âI just donât think itâd kill him to be a bit kinder to you. Youâre not in high school anymore, you donât have to cater to him.â You say, pressing a kiss to his forehead. But what you said got him thinking.
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If Denki was being honest, he was pretty accustomed to the way things were. And if he hadnât met you, he was sure that this wouldâve been his everyday life.
You hadnât meant to initially, but you made him realize that there was a sort of hierarchy within his friend group with Bakugo at the head and after being with you for so long, he realized he was actually getting fucking sick of it.
Sure, Bakugoâs kind of behavior is expected when youâre a hormonal teen struggling with new emotions, but now itâs time to get a fucking grip.
He hadnât even meant for everything to go down the way it did, but Katsukiâs nothing if not a shit starter.
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âand then Minaâs gonna pick her up so they can get their nails done. Iâm pretty sure theyâre gonna head back to (Y/N)âs place to get ready and we can pick them up from there.â Kirishima explained to Denki, whilst simultaneously narrowly dodging a blue shell in Mario Kart. Denki grunts in frustration, his character having slipped on a banana peel. âThat sounds good, gives us plenty of time-â Heâs cut off by Katsukiâs brash voice sounding from the couch. âHey, Dunceface, go and get me a milk carton from the kitchen.â
Now, normally Denki wouldâve made a playful comment about Katsuki being lazy before getting up and doing what he was told, but after being with you, after spending so much time working on bettering himself not just for you, but for himself, heâs not just gonna be walked all over anymore.
âNah Iâm in the middle of something, anyways, Kiri. I was think-â âHAH?! Did ya fuckinâ hear me? I wasnât asking-â âIs it really that serious, Bakugo? Iâm doing something so just get it yourself.â He scoffs, rolling his eyes at Bakugoâs immaturity. Both Kirishima and Sero watch the display with baited breath, unsure why Kaminari suddenly has a death wish. Bakugoâs eyes widen at the blatant disrespect, sparks threatening to shoot from his hands, however, Kaminari doesnât back down.
Katsuki narrows his eyes before a humorless chuckle escapes him, âOh, I get it. Ever since Chubs decided to fuck with your dumbass you think youâre a big man. But no matter who you fuck, Dunceface youâll always be the idiot who canât function after using their quirk.â Bakugo practically spits.Â
If Katsuki had said something like this around a year ago, Denki wouldâve probably sulked and went to do what Bakugo had told him to, but now, he felt nothing but pure indifference. âYou know something Bakugo, I really used to admire you,â Kaminari starts, a smug smirk making its way to Bakugoâs lips. âI really thought I wanted to be strong like you. But now, now I just feel sorry for you. I mean you spend everyday comparing yourself to Midoriya, youâre shitty to everyone who fucking cares about you and youâre so insufferable to everyone else that no one else genuinely WANTS to get near you.â A humorless chuckle leaves Denkiâs own lips, grateful to finally get this off his chest. âYou think people want to be around you because youâre cool when the only reason they can even stand to be near you is because of how dangerous your QUIRK is. People wouldnât give a fuck about you otherwise.â Kaminari stands, collecting his stuff before moving towards the door, âIâll see you guys later,â He emphasized to Kirishima and Sero. âMaybe you can get him to be an actual decent human being.â He scoffs, walking out of Kirishimaâs apartment.
Bakugoâs left stunned, Kirishimaâs shocked and Seroâs impressed. Though, it doesnât take long for Bakugoâs shock to turn to anger, explosions ready to burst from his hands. âHeâs. Fucking. DEAD!!â He exclaims, and thatâs all it takes to snap Kirishima out of his stupor, trying his best to calm the explosive blonde down.
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Itâs difficult for you to form a coherent thought with the sound of skin slapping against your ears.
Youâre on your knees, arch pressed deep into your back as Denki slams his cock deep inside you. You gasp at the intrusion, but you have no time to recover as he sets an unforgiving pace. âHeâs a fucking bitch. Doesnât know shit.â He growls under his breath, hips canting against the fat of your ass, the sight of the rippling skin making his mouth water. Youâre trying to talk, want to ask him what happened at Kirishimaâs place, but then heâs slamming against that gummy spot deep inside and you keen.Â
Youâre limp, practically dead weight as Denki flips you over onto your back. He has your knees pressed against your chest, your pudgy tummy folded over as he slams his hips against yours, the fat jiggling deliciously.Â
âPlease,â you gasp, trying to catch your breath as he aims directly for your g-spot, your cunt clenching at his unforgiving pace. âFucker thinks he knows shit about us, Iâll fucking show âim.â Denki mutters under his breath, cock throbbing at the warm wetness surrounding it.
Heâs ravenous, tongue laving at your neck, sucking the skin harshly. You whine as his hands reach to pinch your nipples, your clit twitching signs of your impending release. âPlease, baby. Let me cum, please.â You beg, tears threatening to pool in your eyes. The sight has Denki feeling a bit merciful, after all, you werenât the one to rile him up.Â
So he pulls back a bit, sitting back on his haunches to grind his cock deep inside you, hitting spots you couldnât dare reach on your own. He guides one of his hands down to your clit, using little shocks from his quirk on the bundle of nerves.
The feeling sends a new wave of arousal gushing from your already sore cunt, but youâre nothing if not greedy for his cum. âWant you to cum in me, baby. Wanna feel you fill me up.â You murmur, cradling his face in your palms. You do your best to keep eye contact, though, with the way his cock is drilling inside you, the action is difficult. You connect your lips together and the act has Denkiâs hips stuttering before he thrusts once, twice and heâs filling you up, snatching your nth orgasm unexpectedly from you.
You slowly pull away from each other, though Denki is sure to keep his cock nestled deep inside you, flipping you both over so that youâre on top of him. You trace shapes on his bare chest, slowly coming down from your highs. âYou wanna tell me what that was all about?âÂ
Denki sighs as he thinks back on what led him here. There was no doubt that the dynamic in the friend group has shifted, whether that was in his favor or not remained to be seen but what he could see was right in front of him.
You.
You were his present and his future, and as he slips his cock out of your sore cunt and the rush of his cum gushes from you like a river, his mouth waters at the idea of this being his new everyday. He shakes his head as he pushes you to lay back, situating himself between his new home.
âJust wanted to be close to you.â
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all workers' strikes are good. yes even if they're inconvenient. even if they're making your life harder. even if you don't get to watch your favourite tv show. workers fighting for their rights is ALWAYS a good thing
#ETA: sag-aftra prompted me to make this post but this IS about ALL strikes.#support USPS support railway workers support teachers and doctors and nurses and miners and grocery story employees#commie on main or whatever#wga strike#sag aftra strike#444#fuck me for forgetting to turn off replies đ#*100#*1k#*5k
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Kraken broadcaster JT Brown shares why Pride is so important to him and why heâll be celebrating the LGBTQ+ community all month long
June is an exciting month. Thereâs Stanley Cup final hockey on the TV, the sun is shining down on Seattle, I hit the links on Fatherâs Day, and it's Pride monthâa month dedicated to celebrating the LGBTQ+ community and commemorating the 1969 Stonewall Uprising in Manhattan. In our house, June is a busy month, but nothing gets celebrated harder than Pride.
Earlier this month, I had the honor of playing in the Seattle Pride Classic at the Kraken Community Iceplex. The invitation to share the ice with LGBTQ+ players from all over is an honor I donât take lightly. Striking up a conversation on the bench between shifts, I turned to the player next to me. âNice tape job. Canucks fan?â I said, noting the different colors of tape spiraling down the blade. âNo, these colors represent one of the queer flags,â they said.
The bad news is I felt like an idiot. The good news is, Iâll always recognize that flag. Trying means stumbling, losing the puck, shooting wide (pick your analogy), but Iâve never been too proud to admit I caused the turnover and apologize. And we both laughed because sometimes falling on your ass is funny.
From ice to asphalt, the Pride celebration continues as my family and I will be at the 50th annual Seattle Pride Parade on June 30. As someone who is known for their flair for flashy game-day suits, it should not come as a surprise that I love an excuse to get dressed up. Throw in good music and free swag and youâll understand why I donât miss a pride parade.
And no one does pride quite like Seattle. Itâs no wonder the Kraken pull up to the parade every year with a crew so deep I momentarily worry weâre going to hold up the parade. Weâre out there flinging Kraken giveaways like someone is keeping score of how many each employee can hand outâI always aim for the high score.
Of course, being an ally isn't just flinging Kraken patches into a crowd or embarrassingly mistaking flag colors for rival team branding. A lot of it is just showing up.
I show up for my queer wife so she knows I support her even if I still donât understand what âBrat summerâ means. I show up for my kids so they know I love their authentic selves no matter what. I show up for my friends so they know theyâre safe with me. I show up because there are LGBTQ+ people out there who are being stood up by the ones they love, by policies, by corporations, by strangers.
People always praise me for being an ally, but having been on the receiving end of bigotry, I know how much easier it is to stand on this side. When I fight for BIPOC equality, I am always lifted by the voices and support of the LGBTQ+ community. Every single time, they have supported me in my fight to help end racism in hockey.
They have been incredible teammates to me and so being one to them was never a choice I made, it was just something I didâand will continue to do with whatever platform Iâm given. Everyone deserves the safety and support to live their authentic lives. When we lift up those who need us most, we all reap the benefits of a safer and more inclusive space.
This Pride month, Iâd like to encourage others to show upâunabashedly loud and proudâfor yourself and for others. Have a happy, safe, and fun Pride!
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