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New video is up! A review of This Sweet Cesspool from Ordinary Things
Got a big project in the works 💙 thank you all!
#youtube#youtuber#ordinary things#ordinarythings#cameron action#comic books#comic book review#small youtuber#indie comics#this sweet cesspool
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stop that's so funny 💀
#avatar#avatar: the last airbender#netflix avatar#avatar the last airbender#general zhao#aang#james cameron#sokka#katara#zukko#humor#meme#spilled ink#atla#natla#live action avatar
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I love this sequence in Distractions where House, who has a migraine, enters the bright conference room and Cameron and Chase immediately leap up to close the blinds.
This shot of Cameron, Chase and Foreman looking at House on the ground needs to be a painting.
#house md#gregory house#robert chase#eric foreman#allison cameron#I really love how they leapt into action#and then that last pic especially Chase and Foreman’s reactions to House#house md distractions
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These people are here to protect you. They're soldiers. It won't make any difference. ALIENS | 1986
#aliens#aliens 1986#xenomorph#films#movies#filmedit#filmgifs#sigourney weaver#bill paxton#michael biehn#carrie henn#lance henriksen#james cameron#action#scifigifs#scifi#horror#cinematography#noticed how pretty the film was#amidst all the gore haha#spinninwiththestarscreations
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more sg1 textposts.. no comment
#stargate sg1#daniel jackson#jack o'neill#samantha carter#sam carter#cam mitchell#cameron mitchell#vala mal doran#robert kinsey#teal'c#stargate#stargate-sg1#uhhh#o'teal'c#sorry#that last one is just.. he's like that about his actions in general#i just happened to have bloodied Cam pictures laying around in my camera roll so... if the shoe fits
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DESCENDANTS 2
( Dir. Kenny Ortega, 2017 )
#dcom#dcomedit#disneyedit#disneychanneledit#descendantsedit#umal#umaledit#uma descendants#uma#mal bertha#dailywomen#mal descendants#dove cameron#china anne mcclain#descendants 2#ours#by kenn#descendants franchise#2010s#live action
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Descendants: The Rise of Red - Carlos De Vil Tribute
#Descendants#video#The Rise of Red#Disney#Carlos De Vil#RIP#Cameron Boyce#My Videos#Live Action Movies#This hit me way harder than I expecting#I'm gonna cry#Rest in Peace#SPOILERS BEWARE
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Official character posters for The Boys season 4
#The Boys Amazon#The Boys TV#The Boys#Karl Urban#Jack Quaid#Antony Starr#Erin Moriarty#Jessie Usher#Laz Alonso#Chace Crawford#Tomer Capone#Karen Fukuhara#Nathan Mitchell#Colby Minifie#Claudia Doumit#Cameron Crovetti#Jeffrey Dean Morgan#Amazon Studios#Sony Pictures Television#Kripke Enterprises#Point Grey Pictures#Original Film#Kickstart Entertainment#KFL Nightsky Productions#Amazon Prime Video#television#live action#live action television
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ALIENS (1986)
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Michael Biehn, The Terminator (1984)
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Once Upon a Time | 1x02
#um?????? I need them to fuck. thank u#ouatedit#once upon a time#ouat#lana parilla#emma swan#regina mills#jennifer morrison#m!lfsource#swan queen#live action#dailyflicks#tvedit#cinematv#dailytvfilmgifs#gif#gifset#*finishes house* ok now it's dr cameron's turn to be in a weird toxic homoerotic friendship
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[6.]
~Pogues to the Rescue~
Pairing: JJ Maybank x Reader/Oc
Genre: Fluff, Enemies to Lovers, Smut, Angst, Drama, Action
Warnings: Jellyfish-stings, Swearing, Alcohol and drugs
Taglist: Open
Word count: 2,8K
Summary: The Kook princess is back after a year and reignites the war between Pogues and Kooks on Kildare. But she quickly realizes that after this year, nothing is the same as before. Deception, secrets from the past, and dangerous conspiracies sweep across Kildare, leaving her no choice but to work with the Pogues and her personal nemesis to find the truth and maybe even $8 million. A dangerous treasure hunt begins that turns her world upside down.
Note: Hope you like this part. Let’s say I’m pretty devastated and sad about S4…
Soundtrack:
⏯️Play: Ain’t It Fun by Paramore
“Where you're from
You might be the one who's running things
Where you can ring anybody's bell and get what you want
See it's easy to ignore trouble
When you're living in a bubble”
"Put me down!" escaped me irritably as I drummed my palm on his frighteningly firm chest as soon as we reached the stairs.
I could feel his warm skin close against mine and it was messing with my head.
He just snorted and actually let go of me.
"Wait here! And be quiet!"
Already he had disappeared into the house. I settled down on the step, sighing, since I had no choice anyway.
Only a few moments later he came back with a red plastic box with a white cross on it.
He placed it on the cheap plastic table that looked like it had been stolen from a kiosk where they sold those disgusting fries.
When I looked at it closer, I noticed that it probably was.
"Shit," I heard Maybank mutter, and he closed the box again.
"What?"
I looked over my shoulder questioningly, careful not to turn my upper body.
"It's empty. My dad must have used it all up."
He put his hands on his hips and seemed to be trying to figure out what to do with me now.
"Well, we can definitely go ahead and disinfect the wounds."
Suspiciously, I watched him disappear back into the house and return with a large bottle containing a transparent liquid.
Half of the bottle was already empty.
He sat down next to me on the step and unscrewed the cap.
"What's this?"
I grabbed his hand before he could pour the contents onto my leg.
"Vodka. Alcohol."
He looked at me as if I didn't know what that meant.
"I know what vodka is, dickhead, but is this really a good idea?"
I knew alcohol was used to disinfect, but that's about all I knew about medical treatments.
JJ just shrugged.
"It got 70%. You won't find anything better."
"Yeah, I bet."
JJ gave me an annoyed look, but I just raised my eyebrows provocatively. There probably wasn't even a pharmacy here.
After a moment's hesitation, I finally gave in. What could go wrong?
I could not use an inflammation or infection now.
So I let go of his hand and he began to pour the liquid over my leg.
Immediately a burning sensation shot through my leg, making me gasp loudly.
Several curses escaped me as I waited for the probing pain to subside.
"Now the back," JJ said, and I wanted to punch him in the face.
"On three. One. Two..."
I couldn't even take a breath, when he already had poured the alcohol over the wound on my side as well. The pain was even worse there, and because of the shock I couldn't prepare myself internally.
Reflexively, I grabbed his arm and clawed into it so as not to cry out.
Although I dug my nails into his skin, he didn't make a face, but reached for my hand to squeeze it.
When the pain finally subsided, I pulled my hand away and glared angrily at him.
"Asshole!", I hissed and braced myself to get up from the stairs.
"You're welcome," he replied, setting the vodka down on the table.
"This really should be looked at. I can drive you home so that-"
"No!", I interrupted him harshly, fixing him with my gaze.
There was no way I could go home like this. Rick would just ask a lot of questions and if he found out I was surfing, that I was on the Cut and if he saw JJ to top it all, I'd be screwed....
I'd rather not imagine his reaction.
Astonished, the blond tilted his head and crossed his arms.
Fortunately, he didn't ask any more questions, since he didn't seem to care either.
"Then I'll take you with the others. John B has a first aid kit in the Twinkie and Pope knows what to do. I was on my way there anyway."
Vehemently, I shook my head.
„No, absolutely not!"
At that very moment I staggered and would have fallen forward if he hadn't grabbed me by the wrist.
"You have no choice, though," he murmured, holding my wrist tightly. As he did so, his gaze wandered aimlessly through my face and I noticed the dark green circles at the corner of the endless blue of his eyes.
They were really intense and reminded me of the cloudless sky over Kildare.
Everything in me resisted going to the other Pogues.
For one thing, I was embarrassed to ask for help, and for another, I couldn't let myself be seen there.
If anyone found out about this, I would also be screwed. At JJ's look, however, I realized that I really had no choice.
He clearly seemed to enjoy every second of my sorrow.
I needed help and this was my only option.
He realized that I was admitting defeat and at that, the corners of his mouth lifted a bit. It wasn't until he took a few steps back that I noticed how close he had just been to me.
"We're going on my motorcycle."
He tried to support me, but I fought off his hand. I could still walk myself, even if it was hard.
I didn't want him to think I was weak or needed his help.
So he went ahead and grabbed the keys and I tried to follow him.
"Do you think your friends are really going to help me?", I called out as I tried to catch up to him with a limp.
He glanced over his shoulder at me and tossed the key from his left hand to his right.
"They're going to help you! We're not self-serving kook assholes, after all."
I wanted to hurl a counter at him, but I couldn't think of anything to say. His words hit me because it was true. Hardly anyone from Figure Eight would have even been interested in what had happened to me.
Arriving at the motorcycle, he got on and put the key in the ignition.
The engine howled and rattled away contentedly.
JJ offered me his hand, which I accepted this time, to get on.
His fingers closed tightly around mine and when I was finally seated, he wrapped my hands around his body.
"Hold on tight, princess!"
Then he was already driving off and I actually had to clutch him to keep from falling off.
The wind went through my hair and made it dance around my head.
It wasn't until we turned onto the road after the wooded area that I realized I had been clinging to him tensely the whole time.
Gradually I let go and got used to the ride.
I felt his skin under my fingers and the muscles of his stomach under his unbuttoned shirt.
Directly my fingertips tingled and I fought the urge to run over the contour of his abs while my upper body was pressed tightly against his.
I couldn't focus on my surroundings and had lost my bearings after only a few minutes. Instead, I paid attention only to the amazingly toned body and broad shoulders in front of me.
When had this happened? Just a few years ago, JJ had been just a lanky little daredevil.
The smells of conifers, fresh grass, and salt water mingled into a distinctive nuance known only from the Outer Banks.
Slowly, I began to enjoy the time on the bike and forget about the pain. All too soon, the ride ended at a driveway.
The first thing I noticed as soon as we dismounted was the huge tree with countless branches that had a hammock hanging from it.
I had never seen such a special tree. Like a monster, its branches reached for the sky, trying to grab the clouds.
Or I had simply never paid such attention to trees before.
Behind it, John B's house came into view. Like JJ's fishing shack, it was run down, but still in reasonably good shape.
It even looked quite cozy, if not very luxurious.
As we climbed over the much-too-tall lawn and shrubs, I propped myself against JJ's shoulder.
It was uncomfortable, but my leg was already shaking with exertion.
On the patio sat the rest of the Pogues.
I could make out a large campfire area and the Pogues' old boat.
The property had to be really huge.
Besides, it was really beautifully situated.
Further ahead, the shore began and a long boardwalk led out to a small pavilion out on the water.
Ward Cameron would buy it in a heartbeat and put one of his mansions on it.
"There you are at last! What took you so long?", John B's loud voice rang out from the deck and already his head appeared from behind the sofa back.
"What the hell!" he snapped as his gaze fell on me.
Now Kiara and Pope also looked up. While Pope looked surprised and confused, Kiara looked at my face in disgust.
"What is she doing here?"
Kiara was sitting on an armchair with her ukulele on her lap. Pope sat across from her, tinkering with a fishing line. John B had been lying upside down on the sofa and was now completely perplexed.
"She's hurt. I had no choice but to take her. JB, you still have the first aid kit and that ointment, don't you?" explained JJ, helping me up the stairs.
John B frowned and I was eyed suspiciously by everyone, as if I could detonate a bomb at any time. After what they had done to the Camerons today, that concern was justified.
Kiara put her ukulele aside and straightened up.
With one look at my wounds, she immediately realized.
"Every child knows that this time of year the waters are teeming with Portuguese galleys!"
Kiara seemed upset, yet she stood up and looked at my reddened skin. By now, some numbness was spreading, but the pain did not subside.
"I'm really sorry that I don't have the know-how of a simple fisherman," I hissed, annoyed, and propped myself up against the wobbly railing.
Kiara now looked at Pope, who was also slowly approaching, almost frightened, and eyeing me.
"A simple fisherman wouldn't be so stupid, anyway," now came snidely from JJ, who rummaged in his pants pocket.
I glared at him angrily.
"JJ, what did you do?" asked Pope directly, and I realized that the alcohol had indeed probably not been a good idea.
The blond was now sitting on the sofa where John B had just been sitting. The other Pogue was standing behind Pope with his arms crossed, trying not to get in the way of the two.
"I disinfected the wounds," JJ muttered, putting a joint in his mouth. So that's what he'd gotten at his place.
A moment later, the click of his lighter sounded and he lit it.
"Just like a doctor. I saw it in the movie Pope made us watch!"
"Oh please don't!" it escaped Kiara.
"What? We only had vodka there, so I improvised."
Pope buried his face in his hands as Kiara was about to push JJ off the couch.
"Vodka? Are you out of your mind? You might as well have peed on it! Idiot," Kiara hissed, turning to the other two boys.
"Hey, at least I kind of helped. Could have left her there."
He clasped his hands behind his head and seemed pleased with himself as he blew smoke into the air.
Kiara just groaned in annoyance and pointed at Pope.
"You get the ointment and bandages, please! John B, get ice cubes in a cloth and JJ get a bottle of salt water!"
She threw an empty plastic bottle, harder than would have been necessary against his chest and when the boys disappeared without protest, I had to admit that I admired Kiara for her assertiveness.
I guess she was a kook deep inside after all.
"Come on! Sit down!" she urged me, so I did as she said, since she obviously had common knowledge about jellyfish stings.
Tentatively, I settled down on the sofa and watched as she sat down next to me.
"I don't see any more nettles.... That's good."
"Oh yeah?", I returned sarcastically, whereupon I got a threatening look.
"Don't think I'm helping you because I want to. I just want you to leave as soon as possible."
"Believe me, that's my fondest wish too."
At that moment, JJ came back and threw the water bottle to Kiara. Skillfully, she caught it and unscrewed the lid.
Without a word of warning, she poured the water down my side and then over my calf.
Instantly it burned again and I tried to breathe away the pain.
"You can thank JJ for that. Vodka... Really."
She still couldn't seem to believe that JJ had done that.
In fact, the stinging was starting to subside.
Now the other two returned as well.
Kiara handed me the cloth with the ice, which I eyed in disgust. It looked as if it had last been washed a decade ago.
"Press this on the wounds and the pain should go away completely!"
Tentatively, I did as she said and sure enough, the cold on my skin was liberating. First I pressed the ice underneath to my shoulder blade until the stinging disappeared and only the numbness remained.
Then I put my leg up and placed the cloth on my calf.
In the meantime, Kiara unwrapped the bandage stuff and took the ointment.
"This stuff will make the wounds heal quickly and not leave any scars," Pope explained calmly, leaning against the wall of the house next to John B.
„It's from my mom. Her ointments work like magic..."
„Great", I mumbled sarcastically. Pope immediately looked down on the floor, remembering who I was.
Kiara was now sitting behind me and I winced when I felt her cool fingers on my skin. She carefully probed the skin on my back and I felt like I was on display.
"Watch it," was the only thing she said before she pulled the strap of my bikini open with a flick of her wrist.
Panicked, I held the fabric pressed against my body before it would have fallen off.
Pope swallowed in a panic and turned to face the wall, John B had eyes as big as plates and it took endless seconds before he cleared his throat and averted his eyes as well.
JJ, on the other hand, was looking at me with that amused grin that made me go furious.
Along the way, Kiara spread the ointment on my back.
"The bikini was in the way. I'll bandage this now so the ointment can soak in," she muttered, taking the bandage off the table.
JJ made no effort to avert his eyes and seemed to be enjoying the show. He took a drag on the joint and looked challengingly into my eyes.
"That's very true, Kie! You should really get rid of the bikini completely," he said provocatively and obviously stared at my breasts, hoping to see something more.
Immediately, heat shot up my cheeks. John B cleared his throat loudly again and disappeared into the house with Pope.
It felt like an escape.
"Shut up! If you're not going to make yourself useful, get out of here and start a fire!", Kiara beat me to it and threw the empty water bottle at him again, which he caught this time.
He stood bolt upright and saluted.
"At your command, Captain!" he shouted and winked at me.
By now a huge knot had formed in my stomach, which wouldn't let me throw anything at him in return.
Already he was skipping down the stairs and sauntering down to the fireplace with the joint between his lips.
"He's always like that. Don't worry about it. Every girl he sees, he hits on. You're nothing special."
Kiara fastened the bandage around my body and tied my bikini back on. Even though her voice sounded cool, she no longer seemed so dismissive.
"I noticed that already. Thank you"
Then she began to tend to my leg.
"You really don't seem to like each other?" she said, smirking.
Directly, I shook my head.
"No... He's so incredibly rude and annoying."
"Yes that's true," she agreed, fastening the bandage.
"But still, he brought you here."
I didn't know the answer to that. After all, he just wanted to get rid of me again quickly, right?
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#fanfic#fanfiction#fluff#smut#enemies to lovers#enemies with benefits#writing#action#series#best enemies#jj maybank x oc#jj maybank x reader#jj mayback imagine#jj maybank#outer banks fanfic#outer banks imagines#outer banks#obx kooks#obx pogues#obx fanfiction#rafe obx#obx fic#obx#pope heyward#rafe cameron#kiara carrera#john b routledge#sarah cameron#drama#treasure hunt
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#aliens#science fiction#action#horror#movies#1986#1980s#sigourney weaver#carrie henn#james cameron#alien#xenomorph#publicity stills
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cameron my beloved, he understands the assignment like no one else 😭
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#it’s probably why we haven’t seen cal in live action#because he doesn’t fall for the mouse’s bullshit#i love him sm for this#cameron monaghan#cal kestis#star wars
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Odeon, Leicester Square, London 1986. 70mm print
#Aliens#Aliens 1986#Aliens movie#James Cameron#Alien#sequel#sigourney weaver#sci-fi#thriller#action#movie#theatre#London#1986#80s#perfect#cinema
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CHARLIE'S ANGELS : FULL THROTTLE (2003) dir. McG
#charlie's angels#cameron diaz#demi moore#filmedit#filmgifs#filmtvdaily#fyeahmovies#cinemapix#cinematv#userbbelcher#usersavana#userkat#userbru#tusertha#noalook#action#adventure#comedy#2000s#*#by ines
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