#dear lord Paul Rudd

[oceanwithinsblog]

i have no idea whatsoever about who the killer(s) might be this season, but i AM worried to death that LORETTA is in huuuuuge danger !!!! SAVE MY LORETTA !!!! YOU WILL NOT HAVE HER DIE TOO

[gummywurm-gaming]

I just watched tmnt mutant mayhem and oh my god it was amazing!!!! Spoilers ahead lol

I'm so glad they kept aspects of their personalities/designs from rottmnt

Mikeys creativeness and silly nature

Donnie autistic swag

Raph is still a big boy

Leo changed a lot though lmao it was different to see him not being a flamboyant peice of shit(affectionate)

So many gay people dear lord/pos

A series and a sequel are confirmed (both officially and via end credits scene) so I am begging Seth Rogan to bring back Warren and hypno please I am on my hands and knees I need them back plea-

The babies are so ugly, but especially baby Donnie/j/pos

"ITS SHREDDER!"

"WHERE?!?"

Paul rudd did so much better voice acting than I was expecting

Wingnut my beloved <3

Uhhhh bye now

[bookofkatherine]

Hot Adonis Day Goes Skywalker

What a day. Heartbreaking, sexy, powerful, climactic, deep, shocking... full of lovemaking, love and war. I'm kind of speechless, but don't want to forget a thing. (Tom Hiddleston was never Loki. He's been Adonis this whole damn time, btw. Let that sink in. And I know who the Marauders are now...) 1.7k w/c

Thursday October 17, 2024 10:30 p.m.

Dear Journal,

We need to talk. I mean... we seriously need to talk. When I last told John, "Never boring, right?" after a crazy fucking hex threw our whole team into an alternate reality, he responded, "It's the end. I think every day is going to be less boring than the last."

Well, fuck. That boy was right. Last prophet indeed. Jeeeesus.

So. Where should I start, dear journal? Where should I start???

Well, I guess I should start at the beginning of the day. No. That will take too long. Instead, let's do the highlights.

THE MARAUDERS

Yesterday, I learned the truth. Today I shared it.

Today I wrote a letter to Viggo Mortensen, Idris Elba and Paul Rudd informing them that the internet was full of their adventures. You see, Remus Lupin was an Idris Elba variant. Sirius Black was a Viggo Mortensen variant. And James Potter was a Paul Rudd variant.

And they did, in fact, share me on a few timelines. That is still fucking sinking in. I'm still adjusting to the fact that Cap, Seb and I played pivotal roles in defeating Germany in both World War I and World War II through - of all things - a threesome. Cap and Seb have never been partners on any timeline. Marvel ordered them by contract to act like best friends once to promote a movie, but that was all acting.

They've never so much as kissed each other. But oh, did they like to share me. When I was Peggy Carter, they both fell in love with me. Depending on which timeline we lived on, I either chose Cap (see The Notebook, only he was rich and I was poor), or I chose Bucky or I chose both.

And sex is perhaps the most powerful weapon against the enemy. It is the ultimate expression of love outside of the blood of Christ. Sigh. I can see why Satan demonizes sex so much.

When the Knights freak out about their memories of intimacy with me in the past (my own memories haven't been restored yet) the Lord simply told them, "I created all of it. ALL of it."

And He's right. Satan is the shadow. The absence of energy. The Lord is energy. He is Light itself.

Anyhow - I began my day by informing Paul, Viggo and Idris that they'd inspired a whole subsection of the internet with their adventures together across time. Obviously, not all of the Marauders stories are true, but that's what the Lord is for. He tells us which ones happened and which ones didn't.

SEX WITH ADONIS

Tom Hiddleston got lucky. So did I.

As I've mentioned before, my injuries only allow for what you guys would call 'finger-fucking.' It's a crude way to say it. I don't know if you've ever had Henry Cavill's mouth over one breast, the fingers of one hand laced with your own while his other hand drives deep inside of you over and over and over again until you can't see anything but a bright white blinding canvass of glory... but the last thing I would call it is 'finger fucking.' Jesus Christ.

But - there you have it. All 33 Knights are limited to sex using their hands most of the time. Sometimes I'm not even well enough to do that. We kiss instead. But with 33 Knights, kissing each one in a row can take more than an hour.

When the Knights first began to arrive last December (2023), the Lord did allow Chris Hemsworth, Tom Hiddleston and Cap (Chris Evans) to make love to me with their whole selves. But it wasn't very often.

Then things went sideways, and the Lord stopped us for nearly nine months in a row. I missed it, but I also understood that the Lord always had a reason.

Anyhow - my point is - Tom 'the real Adonis' Hiddleston hopped off of the bed this morning and began stripping down. I just stared. I knew what that meant. Usually he just rolls up his left sleeve and gets this super-happy grin on his face as he leans down to take my left breast in his mouth.

But stripping down to be fully naked? In the morning? Ohhhh boy. The Lord must have given Tom permission to make love to me the old-fashioned way.

And He did.

So Tom did. It had been far too long. And it was so intense. We were both drenched in sweat by the end - that really, really good type of sweat - the kind that soaks your hair a full inch out from the roots of your hair.

And then, after we gasped for air for a long while, he slid off the bed, offered his hand and lead me downstairs to the shower, holding my hand the whole way. And there, in the shower, he washed me down, head to toe. And his blissed-out face never changed until he lead me back upstairs, having washed every curve and secret place - and I washed him - laid me down in the bed again and began to kiss me goodbye.

That's the first time his face began to fall. And I just laid there, staring at the ceiling, thanking the Lord Jesus for creating this earth angel and giving me the great gift of his love. It's always a surprise. Always. I don't know if I will ever get used to it.

JEDI KNIGHT WITH A SEXY SPIDEY TWIST

For the first time since April, the Lord set aside time for Mark Hamill, the original Spider-Man and real Jedi Knight (light saber included!).

That afternoon, Nick returned. I was still in a beautiful haze, grateful to have spent time in an intimate way we haven't had in a while.

But the Lord wasn't done.

I had about two hours left before Nick's next mission. And suddenly Mark Hamill was sliding into my bed, next to me, with that smile on he smiles. God, I love that man.

But the Lord has kept Mark in the Dreamworld. Oh, we make love there - and let me tell you - he makes love differently than anyone else. That's what I love about the Knights. Everyone is different. So very, very different!

Mark himself has changed in the Dreamworld. I clearly remember how he was in the beginning. Everyone would grab me and make love to me, but Mark was so nervous he'd only kiss me. In the Dreamworld he'd take me to a small room that was vaguely familiar, but all covered in shadow. And then he'd make love to me with a fierce nature - so much power would flow from him into me. But then! He'd be gone!

Oh... but things have changed so much since then. He's begun training as a Jedi Knight again, has a light saber again and has even begun training his Spider-Man skills in the arena. He has an enormous amount of battle-experience now. While the other Knights are feasting, Mark will be patrolling and killing every evil thing that comes anywhere near me.

And, at the same time, we've been reading, watching and listening to tales about the Knights and I over the years - and that includes Mark. Take the movie The Lover. That's based on a romance Mark and I had in Mexico a couple hundred years ago.

Boy, did that open Mark up. He kissed me like never before and whispered, "Thank you."

And then the lovemaking began to change. And I feel so honored to have traveled that journey with him - discovering myself and discovering him, my amazing Jedi Knight.

MAKING LOVE TO LUKE

I've written about it in a separate post, but the long and the short of it is that the Lord pushed aside all 32 Knights and gave the floor to Mark Hamill. We had been watching his Star Wars movies after all, and it was bringing back memories of our adventures together in other worlds as well as lovemaking on the set of Star Wars.

And so, as Mark (aka Luke Skywalker, Peter Parker, etc.) began to caress me, I was struck that he'd never been so bold before. But he was now. The Lord had brought us both so very, very far.

And so, for the first time, Mark and I made love outside of the Dreamworld. And we made love for a full hour. And we remembered as we climaxed over and over and over again... we remembered what that little room was - a side closet on the Millennium Falcon set during the filming of Empire Strikes Back. We'd sneak in there after hours and go crazy.

We remembered destroying the original Princess Leia bikini set from Return of the Jedi when I snuck it into a side room and surprised Mark while wearing it. He ripped it off of me so fast that we had to set fire to it to cover up our crime!

And we covered it up so well that the costume designer made Mark and I our own bikini to keep for ourselves and our bedroom once filmmaking stopped.

And we remembered even more - like a home in Malibu a friend would ask us to watch over when they were gone. And watch over it we did - in many, many different ways.

We made love and remembered - remembered all the glory of our past. And my God, what a glorious past it was.

And as we finished, I held him and he held me, his head against my breast. And I realized that I'd made love to many Knights now - many of the Lord's Mighty Men - but Mr. Spider-Man had just blown me out of the water.

And I am still floating high, high above the clouds.

(I know, I know. More happened. Heartbreaking things, I am sure. There's been a lot of heartbreak around here. But it's been more than a week since this day happened, and all I can remember is the love. It's how I survive, after all. And besides. Jesus is here. He's here. I have a good life. A motherfucking good life. I am truly blessed among women...)

[krxfntn]

Movies I Saw in 2018

[antiheromag]

NIGHT CLUB to Hit the Road with COMBICHRIST and WEDNESDAY 13 on EVERYBODY STILL HATES YOU Tour

NIGHT CLUB to Hit the Road with COMBICHRIST and WEDNESDAY 13 on EVERYBODY STILL HATES YOU Tour

Having effectively stayed under the radar despite a run with Industrial Metal legends LORDS OF ACID, LA based electronic duo NIGHT CLUB are set to explode onto the scene as they join COMBICHRIST and WEDNESDAY 13 on thr May 18th launching EVERYBODY STILL HATES YOU Tour.  The tour kicks off at The Glasshouse in Pomona, CA and will wind throughout North America before heading across the pond for…

[diorleclerc]

JAMIE DORNAN IS SO😵‍💫😵‍💫 that man does something to me dear lord.

paul rudd is on my list, theo james isn’t a dilf? idk but he’s hot, and maybe a hot take but tom hiddleston… he has daddy energy

i could talk abt dilfs and good looking men all day geez

haven’t even said my 3 i just got carried away anyway

favorite temp to have your water? all this dilf talk has me thirsty

-💐

omg i can’t believe i forgot paul rudd!!!! and tom hiddleston’s abt to become a dilf!!

that’s a mood tho, i can talk about that all day too. and picking just three is so hard lol

and fav temp is ice cold

[triss19]

My 10 Favorite Book to Movie Adaptions: Go watch them!

Some of these movies well known and loved but the other half are so incredibly under-rated and I just have to give them a shout out cause THEY DESERVE THE HYPE!

1. Treasure Island (1990) 

Christian Bale as Jim Hawkins and Charlton Heston (and Christopher Lee for a bit). Need I say more? Nobody loves the book more than I do and this movie is fuckin incredible, exciting, gritty, and VERY close to it’s source material. 

2. The Adventures of Nicholas Nickleby (The Royal Shakespeare Company) 

Eight and a half hours of the best theater you will ever see. End of story. Nothing will ever come close. Holy shit. 

YES THEY FILMED IT, IT’S ON DVD, THANK GOD!

3. The Great Gatsby (2000) 

Paul Rudd! Paul Rudd makes this movie. He plays Nick who is the narrator in the book and in this movie you get watch him become more and more disgusted with the culture that he’s jumped into. 

This is not a very romantic movie. It’s gritty, and a bit bleak. You see the underside of the glossy Jazz Age. Bravo. 

4. Peter Pan (2003)

NO ONE TALKS ABOUT THIS FUKCIN MOVIE! DEAR GOD IT’S THE BEST LIVE ACTION CHILDREN’S MOVIE EVER MADE!

Everyone I know who’s seen this movie adores it. Because it’s perfect. It’s got Jason Isaacs as Captain Hook! You can’t get more bad ass. 

5. & 6. Richard Sharpe (Sean Bean) and Horatio Hornblower (Ioan Gruffudd)

Both of these books series were based during the Napoleonic Wars; Richard Sharpe in the British Army and Horatio Hornblower in the British Navy. But what is so special about these two series is that they were filmed during the 90s by the BBC so they are great fun to watch as a pair. 

(added bonus: Sean Bean is an action hero in 14+ stories and lives) 

7. Pride and Prejudice (2005) 

This movie owns my soul. 

8. Great Expectations (1999) 

If you don’t like the book you won’t like this movie either. 

BUT if you loved the book like I do you have to watch this. Ioan Gruffudd is a great fit for Pip because no matter how dumb or selfish Pip’s decisions are you can’t help but feel sorry for him and his fall from grace at the end of the story is super emotionally visceral. Thanks Ioan!

9. The Count of Monte Cristo (2002) 

Even though the story has to be paired down a ton since the book is so fucking LONG it’s still a great adaption. All the drama and sword fighting and intrigue that I like about the story is still there.  

10. The Lord of the Rings Duh, obviously.

[lpwarwick]

About halfway through the approximately three-hour-long epic Avengers: Endgame, Thor (Chris Hemsworth) sums up the movie with a quick aside: “The only thing that is permanent in life is impermanence.” At first it seems like a throwaway line, tucked into a comedic ramble about Thor’s ex-girlfriend, Jane Foster (Natalie Portman). But no second of a meticulously sculpted cinematic event like Endgame forsakes meaning. On the contrary, a film that should feel overlong and overstuffed rings purposeful, weighted with existential truth even as it flashes before our eyes. Like sands through the hourglass, so are the superheroes of our lives.

Pardon my wistfulness, but the Marvel Cinematic Universe, of which this entry is a kind of capper, spans 11 years and 22 films. When audiences met Tony Stark/Iron Man (Robert Downey Jr.) in the MCU’s first installment, Iron Man (2008), George W. Bush was still president. Our world, and the world that the surviving Avengers inhabit at the start of Endgame, is a radically different place now. Yet humans from time immemorial have feared their own annihilation, scanning the sky and contemplating apocalypse. Thus Endgame plucks a shared and existential nerve: we’ll all be dust one day.

In the preceding chapter, Avengers: Infinity War, archvillain Thanos (Josh Brolin) obtained the universe’s six Infinity Stones and then snapped his fingers, thereby eliminating half of all living creatures on earth. Endgame, set five years later, deals with the fallout of this catastrophe. The superheroes that remain—Stark, Thor, Steve Rogers/Captain America (Chris Evans), Natasha Romanoff/Black Widow (Scarlett Johansson), Clint Barton/Hawkeye (Jeremy Renner), James Rhodes/War Machine (Don Cheadle), Rocket (Bradley Cooper), Nebula (Karen Gillan), Carol Danvers/Captain Marvel (Brie Larson), and Bruce Banner/Hulk (Mark Ruffalo)—struggle to cope.

Scott Lang/Ant-Man (Paul Rudd), who had been stuck in the Quantum Realm since Ant-Man and The Wasp’s mid-credits scene, returns in Endgame’s first act. As such, Lang is the viewer’s conduit for surveying this blasted new world. In San Francisco, he runs his fingers over tall inscribed slabs that evoke the Vietnam Veterans Memorial, searching for his daughter's name.

Many enlightened people contend that time and death are illusions, and Endgame half-agrees. At any rate, time is indefinite, and playing with the concept elevates Endgame in both narrative complexity and—because this is a Marvel movie—irresistible fun. Though its opening scenes are appropriately funereal, Endgame is one of the funniest movies Marvel Studios has produced, and the most fulfilling. As many a comedian will tell you, great tension can give way to great and gratifying release.

What makes Endgame so enjoyable is, in part, an impish spirit that nods to Taika Waititi’s Thor: Ragnarok. The team of original Avengers, tasked with saving the world from its stickiest jam yet, handle their predicament with the gravity it deserves and the high-flying vigor fans crave. Since they first assembled on-screen in 2012, Stark, Rogers, Banner, Thor, Barton, and Romanoff have become more than battle buddies. When they refer to each other as family, it resonates, and not only because of the actors’ crackerjack chemistry. Due to their interconnected journeys over subsequent films, and strong writing that has rendered each character fully fledged, these heroes—for MCU devotees at least—have earned their emotional payoffs.

Endgame is 21 minutes longer than Infinity War but feels shorter and more electrifying. What Infinity War drained from the viewer with its dismal finale, Endgame replenishes. The major characters, and some minor ones as well, move through satisfying arcs. A few twists and turns might catch the viewer off guard; but nonetheless, each culmination reverberates as fated, with the feeling of "Yes, it had to be this way."

Cowriters Stephen McFeely and Christopher Markus, together with sibling codirectors Joe and Anthony Russo, obviously know what the Marvel enthusiasts want, but they also nimbly toy with expectations. The Russo brothers in particular, having steered the most prodigious MCU films to date (Captain America: The Winter Soldier, Captain America: Civil War, and Infinity War), are responsible for a blockbuster unlike any that has come before. The Harry Potter and Lord of the Rings franchises also contained mammoth ensembles and built extensive universes; however, the number of crucial players in Endgame interacting and/or battling together in one scene, or in a single shot, is unprecedented.

Game of Thrones, now in its eighth and final season on HBO, is perhaps the pop culture juggernaut that's most comparable. As the series plays out its own endgame, its characters, too, wrestle with existential concepts, including the nature of time and the inevitability of death. “Nothing lasts,” declares one character in the last season's first episode. It’s a sentiment echoed in Endgame’s tagline and articulated by a character in the film itself: "Part of the journey is the end.”

Maybe, now more than ever, this is a truism that bears repeating. A culture of perpetual scrolling makes accepting endings more difficult, but endings are inevitable, even in tentpole movies. Of course, the MCU will live on and prosper; Endgame, ironically, all but ensures this. But what’s comforting about Endgame is what's comforting about all films that we hold dear. Movies can last forever. Movies will probably outlive me, you, and everyone we know. But until our own endings, we can always circle back to our favorite films, revisit characters and times long gone, and watch the stories begin again.

[dearlorddaryldixon-blog]

Ant-Mannnnnnmm

I can't believe Ant-Man is on my birthday :ooo