#jodie is so fucking gorgeous in this

[villanele]

When I'm in doubt about what to wear, I just think: "what would Villanelle wear?"

[apocalypseornaw]

Fantasies

Dean Winchester x Reader

You start having dreams about the eldest Winchester which puts a strain on your friendship

You groaned lightly from the tightness in your side, it was decorated vibrant shades of purple from the last hunt. All of you were currently sticking to the bunker and licking your physical or mental wounds until the next case called.

You walked out of your room trying to decide if you wanted to go in search of coffee or just wander through the stacks in the library. Sleep wouldn't find you and your mind wouldn't allow you to simply lay in bed.

You ended up deciding on a bottle of water before going in search of a book to busy your mind until maybe exhaustion would win out. You walked quietly into the library and was surprised to find you weren't the only occupant of the bunker still up.

Dean sat at the table, an open lore book in front of him but you could tell from the look in his eyes his mind was on anything but the book. "Dean?" You called and he startled slightly which honestly shocked you. No one snuck up on Dean.

He smiled when his eyes landed on you "What are you doing up sweetheart? You got pretty banged up" you rolled your eyes despite the smile slipping onto your face. Of course he was worried about your side when Sam had to put his left shoulder back into place. "I'm fine Dean. Are you ok?"

He nodded then stopped "No, I'm not. Can we talk?" You laughed lightly "We're talking now Winchester" he narrowed his eyes at you so you grinned "Sorry" then walked over to sit next to him but instead he grabbed your hand at the last moment and directed you to the table in front of him.

It wasn't unusual for any of you to end up sitting on the table during a rundown of a hunt but that was when it was all three of you and you were fully dressed. Now you were wearing the long tshirt you'd worn to bed and a pair of boys boyshorts that barely covered everything. You sat down in front of Dean and pressed your legs together, pulling the shirt down "What's wrong Dean?"

He leaned forward, tentatively putting one hand on your bare leg "You" "Me?" You asked and he nodded "Jody may have let somethings slip to me" you felt your face warm, why would she do that? You'd told her in confidence. "I know you don't feel the same about me Dean" you barely whispered, keeping your eyes down on your lap.

He leaned forward to catch your face in one of his hands, forcing your eyes to meet his "How do you know I don't? How do you know if you're not the only thing ever on my mind? How I hate you wearing this damn outfit to bed because if I ever catch Sam looking I'm gonna knock his head off. How I'd give anything to bend you over this table and show you just how much I feel the same about you"

By that time he'd moved from his chair to be standing between your legs, one hand holding your face while the other was still on your leg. You could feel your heart in your throat when you saw the hunger in those gorgeous green eyes that was watching your every move. "Show me" you whispered and a grin worked its way onto his face. He caught your lips in a bruising kiss as you felt his hand slid up your leg to your inner thigh. When his fingers brushed over your clothed core you moaned lightly and he smirked against your lips "Damn that's a beautiful sound"

He slipped one finger under the shorts and groaned when he realized you weren't wearing any panties. He plunged two fingers into you and your hips bucked up towards him. His eyes went from your face down to watch as he fucked you with his fingers "So damn pretty,coming apart on my fingers. Can't wait to feel that little pussy stretched around me"

He caught your lips again, slowly exploring your mouth with his own as he worked you closer to that edge. The moment his fingers grazed that spot inside of you, you clenched hard around his fingers and he moaned "Fuck, baby I'm trying to take this slow but you're making it hard"

You pulled back from the kiss just long enough to slip your shirt over your head, leaving you completely bare from the waist up "Take it slow later Dean but for now please just fuck me like you want me" He closed his eyes just for a second but you could see his jaw clench tightly. When he opened his eyes they were a darker shade of green and fuck his voice sounded deeper than usual when he said "Yes ma'am"

"WAKE UP SLEEPING BEAUTY. WE GOT A CASE" Dean's voice booming through your bedroom door jolted you awake. Your heart was pounding wildly and you were fairly certain your panties were soaked. Fuck. These dreams about Dean had started months ago, they had been sporadic at best but now it was beginning to be a reoccurring thing. How the hell could you keep living in close quarters, hunting side by side when the one thing you wanted from him you knew you couldn't have?

Reality

[shiveringfrogspawn]

That picture is of Jodie Whittaker's calves btw

I’ve looked at so much Doctor Who stuff lately that my Pinterest feed thinks I’m literally a doctor.

[13thdoctorposts]

Things that I appreciate about 13th era that I never see talked about:

Jodie doing a Lunar New Year video

Everyone in Sea Devils being cast respectfully to their/the characters ethnicity, not just going "well they're Asian so close enough". (+ the director was British-Chinese)

Thirteen wearing a gorgeous (masculine) cheongsam jacket - my heart SANG when I saw that, that's how you do cultural exchange/appreciation correctly, I'm still on cloud nine about it.

Bel is so fucking cool. "Love is the mission" is a banger line.

The show has a history of being genuinely racist towards East Asians and generally ignoring/erasing us so I treasure Chibs' era for this, I felt so seen and included for the first time.

This is the great thing about the Chibnall era people who hadn't really seen themselves in the show before got to, and they adore the episodes where they see that rep, like the Sea Devils or TTC where lots of people who were adopted saw themselves. I think thats a beautiful thing, and something I appreciated about the era, it doesnt need to be something I see myself in I just love that lots of different people got to see themselves.

But honestly its seems like the wider fandom can never praise anything that they cant personally see them, they would rather drag it down and pretend theres nothing good there.

Also I think the show was really trying to be more open to everyone and bring more people in and do things right and get the right people in the room to make the stories etc. Maybe they didn't always get it right but I believe they were always trying, and you can't ask for much more then that because thats how people get better at these things, by doing them even if they have a mis-steps and then learning and trying again..

I'm really glad 13 era who tried to go further than just British history, so more people could see themselves in the show and have the show explore their history. There are so many other countries with rich and interesting histories! Hopefully Legend of the Sea Devils is only the first episode exploring Asia and the wider region and not the last!

[leifygreeens]

What the Bachelor/ettes Would Dress Up as for Halloween

Here’s a short one for today. Happy Halloween, everyone!

Warnings: Relatively short. Mentions of fake blood. Enjoy <3

Sam

Used a werewolf costume but is supposed to be the Big Bad Wolf

Probably cut up one of his flannels for the costume

Jodi is very upset about that, it was a nice flannel!

Has a full wolf mask that opens when he talks

Vincent screamed bloody murder when Sam came out of his bedroom

Apparently Sam was unaware that Vincent has a phobia of werewolves

The More You Know™

He felt a little bit bad about that, but thankfully was able to calm down his little brother eventually

Seb

A wizard Rasmodius is amused

Probably was going to wear it for a cosplay to comic-con years ago but ended up not being able to go

He’s got a full gray beard, with long billowing robes and everything

Probably has a scepter that he made himself out of paper mache and clay

Definitely wears a wizard hat, too

But the robes are so long that he almost lands on his face multiple times throughout the night

Eventually he resorts to holding up the ends of his robes like a princess

Abigail and Sam cannot stop laughing

Alex

Dressed up as Ken

Didn’t want to bleach his hair blonde, but the spirit is there!

Probably has a pink neck tie and a pink button up polo

Takes his role very seriously

Probably learned the choreo for “I’m Just Ken”

Also got Dusty a glittery pink collar for the occasion

Calls literally every woman in town “Barbie” for the whole night

George is weird about it, but Evelyn is having a blast lmao

Elliott

Dressed up as Mark Twain

He carries around a fake raven skull for the bit

Waxes poetic about death and mortality

Probably quotes a few of Twain’s books but only the very obscure bits that only another “Twain connoisseur” would recognize

Leah tries to comfort him as best she can when no one recognizes him

Even though no one recognizes her either

Shane

A mummy

Wrapped himself in toilet paper and called it a day lmfao

Jas makes a stink about not matching with him though

She has a gorgeous fairy dress and was going to wear her bunny-jewel slippers

Marnie was going to put glitter in her hair and everything

But nope

Uncle Shane was going as a mummy, and so she wanted to be a mummy

It’s the cutest thing in the world

Shane is cheesing the whole night, and the rest of the town is terribly endeared by the two of them

Marnie doesn’t even mind the money spent on Jas’ original costume

They look too happy to be upset about it, anyway

Harvey

Dressed up as a homicidal/mad doctor

He’s not terribly creative, and he’s already got all of the costume pieces anyway

Everyone asks him why he didn’t dress up

He is very perturbed by that

Of course he dressed up! Don’t you see the fake blood on his coat?

What about the wild hair and the dark circles??

No? Seriously?

Maru

A robot!

Goes all-the-fuck-out

Has fully functioning extra limbs, probably a voice manipulator as well

Spent months on her physical costume, and Penny helped her with the make-up on the day of

Bought colored contacts that make her eyes look mechanical

Probably also built a candy dispenser into the suit so when Jas and Vincent run around getting candy from all of the villagers, she just presses a button on her wrist band and her stomach opens up to reveal a bowl of candy

The kids love her

Penny

She dressed up as Red Riding Hood, but with a twist!

She’s also a wolf!

Her and Sam are doing a duo costume

So she’s got the little dress and the hood, but the edges are tattered and she’s got insane costume makeup on

No wolf mask for her, unfortunately, but the effort she put into every other aspect of it makes up for it

Is horrified to find that Vincent is terrified of her

She probably feels bad about it for a few weeks after that and vows never to touch a wolf costume ever again

Abigail

Abigail dressed up as a skeleton

Got a few black clothes and drew an anatomically correct skeleton on them with bleach and paintbrushes

It’s wildly impressive

The sweatshirt she used will 100% be worn again, even when it isn’t Halloween

Got a face paint palette and made her face look like an actual skull

Probably pinned her hair back under a black wig cap or something to keep it cohesive

When she shows up for the festival, no one actually knows it’s her because she’s covered head-to-toe

Also has full-eye contacts that make her scleras black

Confuses the hell out of the skeletons Marlon has in those old cages, also confuses Marlon for like half a second before he realizes that it’s a costume

Haley

Barbie. Obviously.

Her and Alex are also doing a duo costume!

Has her hair in a high ponytail 

Everything is glittery, sparkly, and pink, pink, pink

Did her nails even pinker and sparklier

Probably has a little purse with a stuffed chihuahua in it

Abandons that idea when she sees Dusty, though

He looks so handsome with his pink collar, you know?

She posts pictures of their costumes on her socials after the night is over

Leah

Dressed up as Leonardo Da Vinci

Everyone thinks she’s just some old French Noble or something

Which breaks her heart

And not just because Leonardo was Italian

Oh, except for Haley!

Haley knows who she is right off the bat, and compliments her costume very genuinely

Leah feels a little better after that, until she has to run away and comfort Elliott

“I’ve got a raven skull and everything!” / “I know, I know.”

Someone save her lmfao

Emily

Made her whole costume from scratch

She’s a strawberry fairy!

She makes a gorgeous pink tulle dress with embroidered strawberries and fairy wings sewn to the back of it

And she made a headband with some poseable wiring and green cloth to look like strawberry leaves

Her shoes are some chunky pink mary jane “flats”

Also probably made strawberry charms to clip onto the straps

Has a basket full of strawberry candies that she passes out to everyone

Haley helped her do her makeup, and she’s got painted freckles on her cheeks to look like seeds

Altogether she’s the cutest fucking thing anyone has ever seen

[dailysabinasmuts]

Wendy's Wedding Gangbang

(Wendy x Reader, 2100 words)

Weddings set every girls' heart fluttering with excitement, and Wendy's is no different. Everyone is dressed up in gorgeous fitted outfits, their hair and makeup on point, alcohol flows in copious quantities, and at the front of every girls mind is an innate jealousy of the bride. Because they all know that she is going to get fucked tonight; a good romantic plowing to finish off an extraordinary evening as the center of attention. The OTV girls may get fucked all the time, but even they are weak to such feminine urges.

And so the girls have to sit their and watch, as Wendy recieves her first kiss, and then as the marriage is consumated on-stage. The girls watch with aching envy as the bride is fucked in front of their teary eyes, her legs twitching with pleasure. Wendy lets out a moan of release, her head thrown back as she is creampied. The girls watch like hawks as the groom removes his soaked cock from his newlywed's sopping pussy. Wendy spreads her swollen lips wide, as the first trickle of semen eases its way out of her. The audience sighs at the beautiful sight, as they eagerly await the signal to join in. Several girls faint from excitement, Jaime is hyperventilating, Aria vomits, many are already grinding against their chairs. Wendy dips a delicate finger in the growing pearl of semen, and raises it up high, before bringing it to her lips, savoring its salty taste.

Lily hurries over to the microphone from her place on the dais, unconciously drooling at the sight of the load in her friend. Breathlessly, she announces that as the First Fuck has finished, the guests are cordially invited to join in! The bridesmaids lead the way, grabbing their dates' cocks and demanding that they get put to good use. And so the girls enjoy their appetizers for the feast that is to come, eagerly fucking their dates in a desperate need to echo the sex they just witnessed. But of course their dates could not possibly emulate the perfect coppulation they crave; so after their initial lovers and boyfriends are drained, the girls move on to the main course.

A veritable flood of fans pour into the room, and an orgy of cataclysmic proportions commences. No hole is left unfilled as the OTV girls unleash their pent up lust upon their willing fans. Poki is surrounded by a spreading puddle of cum, as fans erupt all over her curvaceous body before they even reach her. Those that do manage to stick it in, drain themselves into Poki within seconds. Jodi meanwhile brutalizes her adoring fans, viciously forcing the cum out of their balls. Jaime milks her fans with equal fervor, selfishly forcing them to cram as many cocks as possible into her swollen holes. Various other girls orbit these paragons of lust, devour their leavings according to their own tastes.

The sexual debaucheries performed could fill entire books with lascivious descriptions of the celebrations; but that is not what this wedding is about. All of this depraved fucking is only background noise for the main event onstage, elevating it from a mundane affair to something glorious. Of course, it also serves a crucible, sorting out the chaff before they can reach the bridal party and partake in the pleasures therein. Leslie, Lily, Miyoung, Celine, Rae, and Janet awaited any who managed to navigate the hazards of the dance floor. There they are sorely tested in their love-making skills, and only after a vigorous love making are the chosen few allowed to approach the bride for their final test...

By the time you arrived, the orgy had been in full swing for at least an hour, judging by the number of supine bodies clogging the main area. Most of the common sluts had passed out from exhaustion by that point, sprawled amongst piles of fans, semen sputtering from bruised holes. Now the endurance of the Slut-Queens truly reveals itself; the OTV girls were still insatiable, ravishing as many boys as they could get their hands on. You sneak between the whorls of activity, your feet splashing through the pool of cum around Poki; careful to not look upon that cum-soaked goddess lest you give into your base temptations and mount her. Howls of tormented pleasure come from your left, as you witness Jodi fisting some unfortunate fan while she cruelly rides another in the Amazonian fashion. You pass by other such wonders, each straining your self-control to its breaking point, each urging you to submit to your lusts and cum until you are drained... But you push onwards, mind set upon your goal, your seed belongs to only one girl this night. Then the bridal platform is before you, the maids of dishonor still engaging in a robust session of sexual gratification, there will be no sneaking past these girls.

The first available bridesmaid is Celine, her beauty undiminished by the semen smeared across her body, idly reapplying her makeup as she waits. The flesh between her enormous breasts is a swampy mess of spittle and semen, and her dress had been reduced to a stained rag clinging to her waist. Upon your approach, she gracefully slides to her knees, giving you a politely inviting look. Nervously, you produce your cock for her to inspect, and without hesitation Celine takes you in her mouth. Her suction is intense, as she travels from your tip to your root without pause, her lipstick smearing along its length a scarlet trail. Celine's breasts softly clap, her hands clasping the back of your thighs to hold you steady as she sucks the soul out of you. You feel your orgasm building, and you groan for her to stop, pleading that you want to cum inside... inside of her pussy... Celine pulls off of you, allowing your moist, twitching shaft to rest against her face as she tenderly licks upwards along your shaft before asking quizzically, "Do you?"

Following your assurance, Celine stands back up and leans back against her love-seat, propping one leg up to allow you entry into her. Her pussy is hot and slimy, as covered with cum as the rest of her, but still tight with passion as it grips you. You embrace her, kissing those sweet little lips, holding her tight as you breath in her heady scent. Lust burns through you, as you push Celine fully onto her back her arms and legs wrapping around you as you take her in mating press. Her hands move down, cupping your face as she stares at you with unusual intensity, drinking in your features as if trying to memorize them. Breathlessly, she urges you to cum in her, her usual calm and motherly disposition absent; her eyes alight with desire as you fuck her. Your balls are beginning to rise when your hind-brain is finally able to slam its realization through to you: Celine is in heat, Celine is fertile, Celine is about to get knocked up by you. Your mind howls in protest at this betrayal, and you groan the name of your beloved as you feel your self-control slipping away...

A hand seizes your balls with an iron grip, firmly halting their ascension, and when the blinding pain fades a little you find Celine staring up at you. She gives you warm smile, filled with maternal pride, as she slowly releases her grasp on your manhood as her legs unlock around your waist. She pulls you upright, before once again descending upon your cock, but this time only to clean the sticky failures of your predecessors off of you. Celine beams up at you, and motions you past her, towards the nuptial dais, where the true recipient of your seed awaits. She stands back up, giving you a quick hug before you go, and as you leave you notice her reapplying her lipstick once more.

Wendy lays on the edge of her bridal bed, its sheets adorned with rose petals, watching with interest as you make the short walk towards. A small whiteboard with a list of the bridesmaids stands incongruously near her, and after peering at your crotch she adds a tally on it, next to Celine's name. Fewer than a dozen marks have been made, and five of those are next Miyoung's tab, evidently she was not the best when it comes to getting bred. With a ritualistic air, Wendy throws her veil back over her face, frantically adjusting her cut-down bridal gown to make it look a little less rumpled. Her makeup is still near-pristine, her black hair still unfrazzled, her perky breasts on full display, her lithe legs temptatiously exposed. Giggling, Wendy allows you to lift up the white gauze obscuring her face, cocking her head to allow for a deep first kiss. Taking you by the hand, she leads you to your wedding bed, sitting down with you as she examines you in detail now that you are closer. Her soft hand delicately traces along your cock, and she muses that you are the first guy to come from Celine. Noting your bemusement, she explains that each girl has a different color lipstick; its become something of a competition amongst them to prevent as many guys as possible from getting through. But no more on that, you and Wendy have a consummation to engage in...

Taking Wendy to bed is everything you could have dreamed of. She shyly allows you to take the lead, luxuriating in your attentions as you kiss every inch of her smooth body. Stripping her had been a pleasure, pulling down her gown to reveal her pearly white lingerie, contrasting nicely against her tanned skin. You suckle upon her breasts, much smaller than Celine's enormous bust, but still able to fill your hand as you grope them. Then you prowl ever lower, gradually approaching her quivering gates, eager to taste her paradise. Wendy sighs with satisfaction as you go down on her, one hand gently holding you in place while the other massages her already engorged nipples. With an adorable squeak, she orgasms, trembling under the loving care of your tongue and fingers. Then it is the bride's turn, crouching before you as she takes your cock in her mouth, lovingly sucking you off until you are at rigid attention once more. Her technique is slow and tender, gradually working her way up and down your length as her manicured fingers stroke your shaft. When she feels your sack begin to tighten, Wendy halts; smiling up at you, she asks if you are ready to take her, or if you wish to spill your seed elsewhere on her... Wendy laughs, she didn't think you would.

At your request, Wendy sits on your manhood as you remain where you are, you want to watch it going into her. She squats down, gradually sliding you into her as she holds onto your hands, her entire weight pressing down onto your crotch. You both moan as she hilts you, your entire length buried within her taut belly, her warmth engulfing your cock as much as your own heat warms her insides. Wendy's thighs flex as she starts to ride you, bouncing indulgently as if she had all the time in the world to enjoy this. Her juices slick your shaft, coating it in cream that gradually begins to trickle down your balls and onto the bed; a sure sign of her enjoyment. Your dick bulges inside of her, and as hazy as Wendy is, she is still quick to take notice of this. Leaning down, she rolls the pair of you over, so that your positions are reversed, now a mirror image of your earlier encounter with Celine. But this time there would be no sudden halting of your orgasm... Wendy licks her lips, teasingly reminding you that girls' cycles often were in sync, so you know what that means, right? Your entire body shudders with anticipation at the thought, eager to impregnate the girl moaning beneath you. Mere seconds later your potent seed spews into Wendy's fertile womb, over a week's worth of pent up semen gushes against her cervix, before getting churned about by your frantic thrusting. Exhausted, you collapse onto her, resting your head against her neck as you both heave for breath, dripping with sweat.

You attempt to climb off of Wendy, but her limbs still hold you fast against her, cling to your warmth. Demurely, she asks that you stay inside of her for a little while longer, to make sure that your seed does not leak out. After all, Wendy wants to make sure that your sperm... takes.

[captain-ozone]

MY VERY SPOILERY THOUGHTS ON THE LITTLE MERMAID

I’m going absolutely feral after seeing The Little Mermaid. My inner child has been FED, and I HAVE NO ONE TO TALK TO ABOUT IT YET so here I am to spew my thoughts. Spoilers below:

1. Halle was perfect. I will accept no criticism on this point. The only thing I cared about when this live-action movie was announced was that our new Ariel would have a voice to match Jodi Benson’s, and Halle did more than deliver. She epitomized the spirit of Ariel in every way. She was playful, she was inquisitive, she was joyful and bright and fun, she was so good at tugging the heartstrings (even without dialogue!!!) and appealing to our innate wanderlust and desire to discover and experience,  and she was so so EARNEST in her portrayal I can’t even. 

2. THE DEPTH THEY ADDED TO PRINCE ERIC’S CHARACTER OKAY!?!?! LIKE?!?!?! Okay, I will NOT GET OVER THIS. It was SO CLEVER of them to mirror Ariel’s journey with his desire to break free of his position’s restrictions. It worked incredibly well and did not once detract from our heroine’s spotlight. Rather, it ENHANCED their connection and sold me on their three-day love story in a deeper and more meaningful way than the original did (more on that below). ALSO ALSO ALSO SO COOL of them not to kill off his ADOPTIVE mother. ADOPTIVE. Marvelous choice! Truly. His mother’s fear of the sea gods offered a parallel to Triton’s fear of the surface world, and *CHEFS KISS*

3. Melissa McCarthy’s Pour Unfortunate Souls was a FUN TIME. 

4. Awkwafina as Scuttle? Inspired. 

5. MAX WAS ADORABLE AND THE STAR OF THE SHOW EVERY TIME HE WAS ON SCREEN. BEST BOY.

6. Wherever they filmed? The castle? Fucking gorgeous.

7. JODI BENSON CAMEOOOOOOO 

8. Grimsby is the GOAT. Enough said.

9. NEW SONGS

I may get some hate for this, but I’m not the biggest fan of Lin-Manuel Miranda.  Idk how to put this. He has an insane amount of talent, but for...untraditional musicals. I wouldn’t say he’d be my first choice to write new songs that fit the more traditional Broadway-like musical vibes that characterized so much of the Disney Renaissance. 

That being said, The Scuttlebutt was the strongest of the bunch, I think. It was very much a Miranda song, and in most instances, I’d be a little irritated by how they included a song that has a style so different from the rest of the lyrical music we know and love from the original animated movie. But it worked here, likely because it was delivered by Awkwafina’s Scuttle and FIT the character.

Honorable mention to Wild Uncharted Waters, only because WOW Jonah Hauer-King went OFF on that performance. This boy said “I get one musical number and I’m going to KILL IT” and he did.

Also very much liked the Part of Your World (Reprise II)! It tied everything together really nicely.

10. THE OTHER NOTABLE CHANGES I NEED TO SCREAM ABOUT

I LOVE THAT ARIEL HESITATED BEFORE CHOOSING TO GO THROUGH WITH THE SPELL.

I LOVE THAT ARIEL WAS FORCED TO FORGET SHE NEEDED A KISS FROM ERIC. --> THIS. THIS IS FREAKING AMAZING. I can’t even express how much more I felt for Ariel and Eric’s love story. How much more real it felt. How much more believable and true. I don’t buy in to one-day (or few-day) love stories very easily, especially when physical intimacy/attraction is a driving force. My little aroace ass dug the fact that kissing Eric literally was the last thing on Ariel’s mind. She got to be herself, explore this new world, AND do it with someone who appreciated her curiosity and found joy in how much joy she was experiencing, who could have just as much fun as she could. God. Goals. 

I LOVE THAT ERIC KNEW SOMETHING WASN’T RIGHT WITH VANESSA, EVEN IF HE COULDN’T PUT HIS FINGER ON IT. Very reminiscent of Prince of Song and Sea by Linsey Miller (a YA AU retelling told from Prince Eric’s POV. It’s a fun, easy read, if you’re curious).

I LOVE THAT ARIEL ACTIVELY TACKLED VANESSA AND BROKE THE SHELL NECKLACE HERSELF.

I LOVE THAT ARIEL WAS THE ONE TO STAB URSULA. I LOVE THAT SO MUCH. WE LOVE A BADASS HEROINE WHO DON’T NEED NO MAN TO SAVE HER.

All of these changes were important and mean a lot to me. I think it challenges a lot of the issues people have with the original animated movie, in that, here in the 2023 version, no one can argue that Ariel made her choices because she was lusting after a man. Or that she’s a damsel in distress.��Very good stuff there.

11. My critiques

Some of the cinematography was weird. The transition between acting scenes and singing scenes didn’t always flow right. They felt abrupt and awkward. I definitely worried a bit about the CGI too, and it wasn’t too terrible imo. 

And my biggest complaint: idk what it was about the ending, but it didn’t *quite* hit right. In the original animated movie, one of the last bits of dialogue comes from Triton, when he says, “...how much I’m going to miss her.” The finale of the animated movie is then a spectacle of swelling music and a heartfelt case of “show” rather than “tell.” The hug between Ariel and Triton on the wedding barge is perfect. The way in which the mer-people come to witness the wedding and send off Eric and Ariel is perfect. 

The live-action ending felt...a little too somber. It became too much about Triton letting go and not enough about Ariel and Eric setting off on adventure together or about their worlds colliding in peace. I wouldn’t say that the last conversation between Triton and Ariel in the 2023 movie cheapens the line “...how much I’m going to miss her” and the bittersweetness with which he gifts her back her human legs, but it came close. I would have MUCH rather had a little more from Eric and Ariel than from Triton. LIKE HELLO??? WHAT HAPPENED TO THAT RING GRIMSBY KICKED AWAY!??? THERE WAS SOMETHING THEY COULD HAVE USED RIGHT THERE. Or better yet: if they wanted to do something super touching, they could have had Eric’s mother and Triton do a short aside by themselves, or perhaps even have a sort of moment where they acknowledge each other with respect/compassion/understanding before we all refocused on Ariel and Eric for the grand finale. But nah, they did what they did, and I’ll be a bit salty about it forever.

But anyway. Overall, I was very pleased. My disappointment with the lack of emotional impact from the ending does not supersede my enjoyment of everything else.

If you made it this far, please share your thoughts! I’m eager to talk to people, because all my friends aren’t like me and didn’t go see it opening night, lol.

[what-gs-watching]

"I'm just a boy in a neon suit, standing in front of a girl, reminding her that Notting Hill is her favorite movie."

GANG. I went to see The Fall Guy and it was SO. FREAKIN’. GOOD. Like, sooooo good.

I have to admit, I’ve been a bit disillusioned with movies for the past few years. The industry has changed and like, really, do we need so many fucking movies about APES? Apes? For real? I do not understand why they’re making like 90% of the shit they’re making and I used to love to go and see absolutely everything and I haven’t felt that way in a while. 

Y’all,in the summer of 2008, there was Ironman, Dark Knight, and Pineapple Express. That was the height for me. That was the last time I felt really tuned into what was going on at the movies. 

The Fall Guy reminds me a lot of that summer. It would have fit perfectly. I would have seen it at least three times, we would have wandered into showings a few minutes late because there was nothing else going on that day and we wanted to get out of the heat and just have a good time. It feels nostalgic, and I love that. 

Wherein, Ryan Gosling plays Colt, a stunt guy for a popular movie star, in love with Emily Blunt’s camera operator turned director Jody, who's trying to make her first movie, after Colt suffered a terrible injury on the job and basically disappeared.

I’m gonna be Stefan for a second - this movie has EVERYTHING! Car chases, adorable couple moments, a dog that bites people in the junk, karaoke, a dopeeee neon suit, explosions, a dead body, movie quotes, friendship, and, obviously, a shit ton of incredible stunts.

ALSO! Hannah Waddingham. Shout out to that gorgeous amazon woman for being charming as hell and also a ridiculous villain. Girl, you are on fire and I want to see you in literally everything.

But my favorite part? Jody explaining the plot of the movie she’s making while forcing Colt to perform a stunt that sets him on fire, over and over, in front of the entire crew. Obviously, the movie plot has parallels to their brief affair, and she’s calling him out on abandoning her so very publicly, hiding her hurt behind the details of her movie couple, Aliena and Space Cowboy (which, LOL). And he takes it on the chin, and he tries to answer her as honestly as possible in between takes, burning and thrown against a wall. It’s funny and a little bit cathartic and a little bit sad.

Once she finally decides he’s down with the stunt, he climbs into a truck to leave and the radio starts blaring Taylor Swift’s “All Too Well”. He starts singing along and remembering their time together and ya boy starts to cry but is then interrupted by Jody asking “are you crying to Taylor Swift?” and the whole thing was absolute perfection. They had me in the palm of their hands, after that. 

And that’s like, pretty close to the start. The rest of it is madcap and fun and Ryan Gosling really is a fucking powerhouse. He’s Noah from The Notebook, he’s Ken, he’s a fucking mouseketeer and he’s always so, so, so, so good. The man is a national treasure. I will follow wherever he goes because it’s always wonderfully entertaining.

It’s really just two hours of the perfect movie going experience. And the confusing thing is, it seems like the studio didn’t realize what they had? I remember the first time I saw a preview for it, it was supposed to come out in March which is when you dump out tepid movies no one’s really dying for. But then they moved the release to May which made more sense, summer movie season, but man they are not touting this movie the way they should. 

It’s universally appealing! The chemistry between Colt and Jody! The full on absolutely crazy action sequences! The banter! 

It’s an incredible summer movie. And it put me in a great mood. I need more of that in my life, and I bet y’all do too. Maybe I’ll go again, and pretend I’m a youngin’ just looking for something to do for the afternoon, ignoring my terrible adult obligations. That’s what movies are for, and I’m glad The Fall Guy helped me remember that. 

Ryan Gosling, you wonder.

[apocalypseornaw]

He does get jealous

You had resigned yourself to the fact that Dean simply didn't get jealous, that is until Garth being Garth hosts a get together for hunters and you run into one of your exes that you're still on good terms with.

Warnings: um cursing, mentions of sexual themes

So first and foremost you knew Dean loved you. There was not a sliver of a doubt in your mind to that man's devotion to you. You knew for a fact that he'd choose you over any other woman. Did that stop you from getting jealous? No.

No matter how hard you tried that little voice in your head would pop up rather it be on cases where witnesses would flirt a little too much or even just grabbing a bite to eat on the road where the waitress would let her eyes linger a little too hard on him.

Dean would always notice it of course. On cases he'd grab your arm to "pull you away and discuss the matter at hand" which normally consisted of a quick kiss and promises of what was to come later. Off of a hunt he'd have no qualms about pulling you into his lap in the middle of a diner to prove that he was taken no matter your blushing or Sam's groans of embarrassment.

The problem was he never got jealous. Ok yeah sometimes jealousy is a major red flag that you need to heed and run far away as fast as you can but a part of you started to wonder if maybe he just didn't register to be jealous over you?

You woke up and reached for Dean smiling to yourself when his hands met yours halfway pulling you into his arms. "Morning sweetheart" he mumbled, voice still heavy with sleep.

You placed a kiss to his chest "Good morning. Don't forget we have to leave here around ten to make it to Garth's in time" you couldn't help but laugh lightly when he groaned "Why are we doing this again?"

You pulled away from him just enough to lean up slightly to look at his face. A steady sprinkling of stubble covered his jawline and although his eyes were closed you knew he was tracking your every movement "Because hunters are always going to exist and its our job to make sure the next poor saps that get yanked into this life have a better system. C'mon baby Jody, Donna and all the girls will be there. Eileen is meeting us there, Kenzie is coming with Alicia and Max. It'll be fun. A weekend with people in the life just getting to catch our breath and catch up with people we haven't seen in a while"

When his response was a simple "mhh" you raised an eyebrow before adding "Bobby would be proud of it" he opened one eye to look at you but his gaze immediately went to where the sheet had slipped down off your chest leaving your breasts peeking out "If you weren't so damn gorgeous and right about this I may argue about going" a smile slipped onto your face "I love you too Dean"

He glanced over his shoulder at the clock on the nightstand and you could practically see the wheels turning in his head "It's seven thirty" you nodded slowly "Yeah" he reached out to gently grab your chin "We don't have to leave until ten?" You nodded again, eyes never leaving his. "So we have time"

"For what?" You asked innocently enough despite knowing exactly where his mind was. One of his hands dipped underneath the sheet and you gasped when you felt his fingers tracing patterns on your inner thigh "We have time for me to show my girl how much I love her" you pretended to consider it until his fingers went higher demanding your full attention when the first digit slipped through your folds "Fuck Dean" you whispered before a grin split his face "Exactly my idea"

"A lot more people showed up then Garth figured would" you leaned up at Sam's words because you knew him well enough to recognize a laugh being buried. What was so funny?

You looked at the cars parked around and about. There was Jody's suv, Donna's truck and the twins' car. There were more vehicles you recognized but weren't quite as familiar with. You were about to question Sam when you followed his line of vision and spotted Sawyer's bronco parked next to Eileen's car.

Sawyer was one of your exes. A hunter as well and someone you'd still consider a friend. You hadn't seen him in a few years but you felt a bit of excitement at getting to catch up. "Oh I didn't know Saw would be here" you spoke with a grin as Dean pulled baby to a stop. You leaned up and pressed a kiss to his cheek "C'mon. Let's go socialize"

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Dean had recognized that damn bronco the moment he turned into the clearing reserved for parking next to the cabins. Sawyer Monroe. A pretty decent hunter if he had to be honest and the only guy you'd ever dated before him that you wouldn't knock out on sight.

Thinking about it he wasn't sure you'd ever mentioned exactly why you and Sawyer had split. Hell you'd known him and Sam for years meaning he knew how you'd once felt about Sawyer. You'd even talked to Bobby about the guy.

Seeing the grin on your face when you spotted his bronco made something pull in Dean's chest. He wasn't jealous, no you were with him. You were a woman that knew what you wanted and wouldn't accept anything else. Yet trailing behind you towards the crowd that was gathered around and about he couldn't help but keep his eyes out for your ex.

There were tents around and about, a few grills going and a set up with speakers and a dance floor area. It looked almost like a wedding set up with the cabins being avaliable for anyone who needed overnights. Or a reunion of sorts.

"Kenzie!" You spotted her, Alicia and Max so you headed that way feeling Dean's hand resting at your lower back while you made your way through the crowd. Sam had already split off with Eileen and Donna so it was up to you to get the elder Winchester to actually enjoy the gathering.

She turned at the sound of your voice "Y/N!" She pulled you into a hug shooting a wink at Dean "Heya Winchester. I see you've actually managed to keep this one. I'm impressed. If you hadn't acted when you did I would've asked her out" "Very funny" he laughed watching as you went from Kenzie to Alicia to Max hugging all three of them.

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"So how have you been?" Alicia asked glancing towards where Max and Dean had headed in search of drinks. "Good. Dean's amazing of course. I don't think I've ever loved someone like I love him"

Before she could respond you heard a voice behind you say "Oh ouch. That hurt" you'd know that voice anywhere. You spun around to see Sawyer standing not even a foot away. "Hello to you too Mr Monroe!"

He stopped right before he got to you "A hug ok?" You nodded and he scooped you up into a hug. Sawyer was around Dean's height with chestnut brown hair that curled at a certain length and hazel blue eyes.

He was a sweet guy and one of the few you'd dated and stayed on good terms with. It'd been one those situations where you both knew the relationship had hit its end. When he put you back down on the dirt you laughed "I see you're still a fucking giant oaf" he shrugged one shoulder "Why change now Darling? Now where's this fella who you love more than anyone cause I wanna know where I'm ranked in the book of Y/N"

You felt an arm slip around your waist and laughed as you leaned back against Dean's chest "Sawyer I'm sure you remember Dean. Dean you remember Sawyer" the two greeted each other with a quick handshake "One of Bobby's boys" Sawyer commented and Dean nodded "Yeah. We met a time or two while you and Y/N were dating"

Sawyer cut his eyes at you "Well she was just telling Alicia how much she loves you so I'm glad to see she's happy" "We both are" you glanced back at Dean but he simply smiled at you "Anyways..what's on the schedule for this thing? Garth was pretty vague"

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Ok so maybe a small nip of jealousy hit Dean when he looked over to see you in Sawyer's embrace. It was a simple hug, that was all. Just as you'd hugged everyone else. Did it bother him seeing Sawyer hold you? Yeah. But it was just the fact that he wasn't sure if Sawyer knew you two were together. He didn't want him to get the wrong idea about the hug. That was all it was.

When he walked up behind you and slipped an arm around your waist he felt his heart flip a bit when you leaned into his embrace and did a quick reintroduction between the two men.

When you steered the conversation towards Garth's plans he stayed quiet keeping an arm around you and watching how Sawyer looked at you as you cracked jokes with Alicia and Kenzie. No, he wasn't jealous at all.

You were enjoying yourself. The banter and familiarity of so many hunters in one place was something nearly intoxicating. Most of your lives were lived in solitude. Hunting was a lonely life and being able to wind down with friends, people you considered family also that actually understood that? It was a beautiful thing.

Dean was talking to Garth, Sam and a few other hunters while you mingled with Donna, Jody and the girls. "I see Sawyer is here" Jody teased with a laugh. "Yeah we saw each other already" you replied.

"Who's Sawyer?" Claire asked and before you could open your mouth Jody explained "Y/N's ex before Dean. Her only real serious ex before him"

Claire's eyes widened "Ohhhh I bet Dean is jealous as hell" you scoffed with a roll of your eyes "Dean Winchester? Jealous? I've been with him this long and have yet to see it" Donna and Jody exchanged a look "We didn't just step into relationship issues did we?"

You shook your head "No. Me and Dean are happy, really. It just seems like at times he's incapable of getting jealous so I feel like a crazy woman when it perks it's little slimey head up in me" "I bet he gets jealous and just hides it" Alex offered but you shook your head then shrugged "Next subject? Something that isn't my relationship insecurities?"

Chatting and catching up had given way to a spread of food being laid out, a damn near open bar setting up and music playing through the speakers sat around and about.

You were sitting next to Dean laughing at Claire who'd nearly dropped Kaia when she attempted to dip her. "Think you can do it better?" Claire teased so you cut your eyes at Dean who shrugged one shoulder "Go for it sweetheart"

You glanced, spotting Max near the bar so you whistled "Banes?" When he glanced up you motioned towards the girls "Wanna teach these young ones how it's done?" He raised an eyebrow as he walked towards you and Dean "Am I leading or are you?" "Claire thinks I can't dip someone" a broad grin split his face "Oh its on then Novak"

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Dean watched as you spun Max around the dance floor. Several people had stopped to watch probably just from the height difference between the two of you. This was something you and Max had long since perfected, you both would take turns leading. When it came time for you to dip Max despite the height difference you successfully dipped him, spun him out then the two of you switched leads.

This was why he hadn't really gotten too upset when you'd spoken with Sawyer early. He knew you were his, you were happy with him. He had no reason to get jealous, right?

He heard Donna call his name and was quickly pulled into a conversation with her, Isaiah and Jody. "So how's things going?" Donna asked glancing back towards the dance floor. Jody smirked at him "Ya know Garth already has this set up..would be perfect for a ceremony of any sorts" he knew she was teasing but he also knew he'd be lying to himself if he hadn't already thought about a future between the two of you. He loved you and for some reason unknown to him you loved him too. "Yeah it would be" he replied causing a laugh to slip out of Isaiah at the look on the two women's faces.

Somewhere along the line you'd lost Max to David who cited he wanted his boyfriend back. You pulled Kenzie onto the dance floor next laughing when she insisted on leading.

You spotted Sawyer at the edge of the crowd, nursing a beer. You spun around with Kenzie a few times until Alicia cut in and you were left partnerless.

"On the off chance I may have a Winchester gunning for me, care to dance?" You turned to look up at Sawyer and shrugged. Dean never got jealous, so chances were Saw would be safe. "Well cmon then Monroe. Let's see if you've lost any steps"

He hesitated before touching your waist so you grabbed his hands with a light laugh placing them where both Max and Kenzie had touched you. "See? No harm, no foul" the two of you started to dance and you found yourself humming along with the song. It was one Dean played a lot.

"So you and Dean...can't say I'm surprised" you raised your eyes to look at him "Why is that?" He shrugged moving your arm that was resting on his shoulder slightly "He always seemed smitten with you. No other hunter compared to you, he was always talking about ya even when we were together"

"So what was that about calling him one of Bobby's boys?" You asked with a grin "Could I really say oh yeah of course I know Dean Winchester. One of the best hunters that's ever walked. The one man who I knew the first moment I saw you around him that we'd never last in the long run" "oh come on now Saw. We were good together for a while. We just got to a point.." you trailed off and he leaned down just enough to be eye level with you "That we both knew we'd be better as friends?" You nodded "Yeah cause if we'd dragged it out we would've ended up hating each other"

He smiled "I have no hard feelings love. You're happy with him. That's all I've ever wanted for you. Plus I'm seeing someone, her names Genya. She lives in New Orleans. I think you'd like her. We been together about six months now"

"Why didn't she come?" You asked and he smiled "Her coven had a ceremony she was presiding over" you could feel how wide your smile was at that news "She's a witch? Oh I love her already" he laughed loudly, the sound echoing around the two of you "C'mon now Y/N, you've got Dean. You can't have my girl too"

The sound of Sawyer's laughter hit Dean's ears over the music and conversations around him. When he followed the sound with his eyes he felt a flame flickering to life in his chest.

Sawyer's hands on your waist, your hands on his shoulders. Your faces close, laughter falling from him and a broad smile lightening your features.

"What the hell?" He meant to think it, not to let any anger slip into his voice or posture but it was clear to anyone who knew him and considering he was still fairly close physically to both Jody and Donna needless to say those two knew him pretty damn well. No, not quite anger. He'd felt that plenty in his life and this wasn't it. No this was jealousy, no other word could come close to the reasoning behind the flush to his skin or the torrent of thoughts running through his mind.

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One minute you were swaying to the music with Sawyer and the next you felt two hands on your waist pulling you away from Saw and causing you to collide with a broad chest.

Your hands flew out to brace yourself and the moment they collided with the body under them your eyes flew up to meet the green eyes staring down at you. When had Dean stripped out of his flannel? Why was he glaring at Sawyer over your head and when had this t-shirt gotten so tight across him?

"Baby, everything ok?" The thought occurred to you that maybe something was wrong but the look in his eyes didn't scream something was up, no he was jealous. No. Dean didn't get jealous, or did he?

"Dean?" Sawyer tried and you could see the muscles clenching in Dean's jaw as his hands gripped your waist firmly. "I need to talk to Y/N for a minute..that good with you?" Sawyer cut his eyes at you and you almost missed the slight twitch upwards his lips did before he said "Of course" before saying "Good night darling. It was good seeing you. I'm leaving bright and early but I'll ring ya once I hit Louisiana"

You could feel the heat radiating off Dean when you turned to give Sawyer a hug "Don't be a stranger and drive safe" the moment you released Sawyer Dean was leading you off the dance floor with a hand on your lower back.

"So what's the problem?" You asked once the two of you had cleared the crowd. Some of the cabins were already taken but there was enough for everyone. You saw the impala so you started to walk towards it, hearing Dean huff slightly behind you.

You made it to the impala and turned to face Dean. "Baby, do you remember your words?" He was silent but moved closer to you, he laid a hand on either side of your shoulders his palms flattening on the roof of the car and effectively trapping you between it and his own body.

"What's wrong with me?" He asked finally, leaning down close enough you could smell the scent of his cologne mingling with the whiskey he'd drank. You nodded slowly knowing he could smell the same brand of whiskey on your own breath from shared kiss and you stealing his drink earlier in the night. "Yeah, you pulled me off the dance floor and lead me out here into the dark. Now what are you planning to do to me Winchester?"

He scoffed, a smirk slipping onto his face "You get jealous if a waitress calls me handsome or if a witness asks to be interviewed by me yet you're asking what's wrong and what I plan to do?" You could feel your heart flip and heat rush into your lower stomach at his words. Oh, he was jealous

"Is it because I was dancing with Sawyer?" He didn't respond,instead he stepped even closer moving his lips to your neck to barely let them brush over the sensitive skin there.

"Is it because another man had their hands on me?" You asked when his hands went from the roof to your hips pulling you close enough the heat from his body had every inch of you feeling like it was on fire "Can we pick a cabin, head in and talk?" He finally spoke before connecting his lips to your neck sucking the skin right over your pulse, no doubt leaving a mark it his wake but you could've cared less considering it took every ounce of self control you had to not let out the moan trying to escape your lips.

You knew you were pushing it but also wanted to relish in the moment of finally catching Dean jealous. "Or do you only get jealous when you know it's someone who's had me under them? Someone who knows what I taste like?" You swallowed hard before leaning up to place a kiss to Dean's neck, feeling his pulse under your lips.

"Someone who knows what I sound like?" You whispered into his ear and couldn't help but feel your heart skip when his demeanor changed. You could feel the hard steel of the impala under your back when he pushed you backwards just slightly but considering he'd also chosen that moment to kiss you like a drowning man coming up for air you lost any sort of sense or control you'd had.

He moved from your lips to your jaw then down your neck. He went from kissing to biting the areas he knew would make you go weak. "I would rather do this in a cabin but you know I hold nothing against fucking you in baby" you let out a breathy moan when he hit a certain spot "Wait...stop for a second"

You knew that's all you needed to say. He froze in his tracks but for a split second you saw the uncertainty in his eyes. That small flash of self loathing that you always found buried under any sort of jealous streak. You'd never noticed it before on him. "Tell me why you're acting like this"

He took a deep breath letting his fingers slip under your shirt to tease at the waist of your jeans slightly. He wasn't trying to unsnap them or even reach under them, more so it seemed like he was trying to remind himself you were in his arms. "Sawyer knows you. He's a decent guy, you were happy with him. He knows what you look like under these jeans that I love on you, he knows what it feels like for your nails to cut into his shoulders when you're hitting that peak.." he groaned letting his head fall over onto your shoulder "I'm not some jealous, controlling asshole but I'll be damned if that didn't do something to me"

"You're jealous?" You whispered and he finally raised his eyes to meet yours again. "Yes sweetheart I'm jealous as hell. Rather you see it or not I get jealous a lot. Now please for the love of everything can I either climb into the impala with you or find a cabin and remind myself I'm the only one who gets to touch you, taste you, feel you. I just need to feel you clinging onto me, moaning my damn name and maybe just maybe I can fuck you good enough you won't get jealous as often either. I love you more than I ever knew possible but right now? I want to fuck you until neither of us can even remember another man or woman's name"

You swallowed hard at his confession, feeling your body react to the promise in his words. "In that case let's find a cabin"

@globetrotter28

[variousqueerthings]

absolutely powering through s1 of jodie whittaker, partly because I do remember a lot as I'm going through it. anyway demons of the punjab is happening, and truly it's special distinction simply for being an episode that finally finally is a bit about british colonialism. interested in how it'll age for me, I only remember the ending

general thoughts about the season so far:

1. demons of the punjab starts out feeling very much like father's day. 2. this thirteenth doctor to begin with feels more like a classic doctor, in that they're just a loser with a box getting giddy about things and fucking up (I know the next seasons are more connective tissue) 3. still not over how timeless child was namedropped in episode two! 4. lot of truly gorgeous shots in this season. I know I know we talk a lot about silly doctor who with its low budget, and 2005 will always be my favourite season visually, but I think something looking like this isn't necessarily bad (the bad comes when it hinders the ability to be S I L L Y ! ! ! and tries to be too serious about itself in a sort of "yes yes past doctor who looked bad, but we're better than that" and I don't think this season has done that soooo far) 5. also thirteen looks best when embracing mad professor Vibes. the goggles, the "ooh this thing is probably fine (explosions in the background)* the manic smile. that is Peak 6. whether to skim through kerblam or not... hmmmmm 7. I find it easier to find the good bits in this season than in the first season of m*ffat. it's limitations are more complex in scope + its mains are sheffield, which is just round the corner from me!

[angeltrafalgar]

Kinktober Day 2

MINORD DNE/DNI🔞🔞🔞🔞🔞🔞

Watch Dogs 1 Jordi Chin x Fem reader F/N= fake name

E/C= eye color

“Ok so you are going to use this bad boy, inject him it will instantly stop his heart. Hey and don't fuck this up ok. It will blow back on me if you do, (Y/N)” I roll my eyes at him, “Jordi I get a cut to and you know it. Besides thought this one was my gig. Not like I haven't killed someone before, or had sex with them to kill them.” I hide the syringe in my bra as he checks me over making sure I'm good to go. “Yeah I know, I've watched remember. Besides, you get your cut plenty. Remember the car I bought you last week. Or the jewelry, clothes and new phones. Eh? I got you, you want for nothing. You don't even have to be a fixer anymore, you know.” I smirk at him, “I still like the thrill of it, and plus I know you like to watch.” I smile as I raise my eyebrows, smirking at him. “I'm going to be in the hotel's ctOS system. I set it up already, his bodyguards will let you in the hotel room. Get him on his back and just as he climaxes. Boom dead, the left window is your escape, I've set up everything you need to get away. When you're out we meet back up. I get you away. Also that nice little thing I put in your ear you will be able to hear me all the way.” I nod smiling as he spins me around and sends me on my way. 

As I wait in the elevator I look at my reflection. I know what you will say, Jordi is a sociopath, he's incapable of loving anyone. Being with him is a bad idea. He will sell me out for the right price. Thing is we crossed paths a year ago, it's this weird on and off again thing. He's been at this work longer than I yes but, he's good at it, knows what he's doing. And learned that a woman can go places he can't. Even if he loved or cared about me he will never admit it. In our work love gets you killed, it's a weakness. And weaknesses can always be exploited. 

The ding of the elevator flips my brain as I put on the facade, as the doors open I walk towards the door where two men in suits stand guarding it. As I walk up to them in a seductive smile, “hi I'm (F/N) and I'm here to offer some comfort, and entertainment to your boss.” I smile as I let the jacket fall a bit off my shoulder as they exchange a look but then ultimately let me in. As they let me pass I hear the door shut and lock behind me. 

“Ahh you must be (F/N) my associates told me I would be getting a warm welcome tonight.” I smile at him. Do I know who the fuck this is, or do I care? Fuck no to both. I smile as I take my clothes off as I leave myself in only my bra and panties. “Why don't you get comfortable then I can get to work.” I tell the man in the white dress shirt, as I watch him remove his clothes, I know I'm going to have to slip the syringe out of my bra and hide under the pillow or something before I can finish the job. 

“Good job, now make sure he is happy and the job is done. I clearly have good taste . Those make your tits look bigger, nice ass too.” 

I try to brush off Jodi's voice in my ear. One thing for certain, I have to stay on top. Too much shit can go wrong if I'm not. “Good boy, now close your eyes, I have a surprise for you.” The man does as I say as I walk over to the side of the bed making sure he's not peeking as I take the panties off and slowly take my bra off as I slide the syringe in my hand hiding it under one of the pillows. 

It's not the worst guy i've had to do, I would say this guy is mid to late 40s. Maybe a bit older than Jordi but still. Granted this wouldn't be the first time I've used sex to kill a man, nor will it probably be the last. “You are gorgeous my dear.” 

“He's right on that one you are. Granted I have more class I would say hot as hell but hey. Actually I wanna get a good shot of you from the front.” 

It doesn't take that much foreplay for him to get fully erect, once he is I make it a point to be on top riding. I act like I'm enjoying myself, as my tits bounce I see the small red light in the mirror that I'm looking back at. I know it's him watching. 

“Damn, don't enjoy yourself too much. Hope you can come once. Granted if he doesn't get his grubby mitts off my tits I might just make this job a bit messy eh? Not neat and clean like you want it.” 

I grab the man's wrists and hold them above his head as I work him to the edge as I feel myself enjoy it for a little bit I moan as I feel myself climax, and then for a second I don't her anything, as I look down I see him about to as I elegantly grab the syringe as he does he lets out a loud curse and moan as I jab the needle in his neck. He only has time for his eyes to immediately shoot open as he looks at the lifeless look in my (E/C) as I look down at him before he dies. 

“Damn that made me come as well. Well not quite what I wanted. Clean up, take your stuff and get out of there. I got you as soon as you're out the window.” 

I hear Jordi in my ear as I do just that. I wipe any trace of myself off the guy as I redress as fast as possible, taking the empty syringe with me and its cap. Prints and bodily fluid wiped and gone as I opened the window and took the zipline down Jordi had set up for me. I find him waiting for me in a luxury black car. 

“Thought we were leaving in the one we came in.” I look at him and huff as he collects my escape route “yeah change of plans. I had my guy come get that one and bring me something better. Get in.” He tosses the stuff in the trunk including the empty syringe he takes from my hand as I get in the passenger seat and he the driver's seat as he drives us away from the scene. “Enjoy the show?” I ask with a sly smile. “Yeah, about that. What do ya say we go to this nice penthouse I know. Order some pizza, only this time the pizza boy won't have bolt cutters. Oh and don't worry this time you can be on your back.” He says as I raise my eyebrow, as I see his hand come over from the steering wheel and reach down the mini skirt I was wearing. As his fingers make a scissoring motion inside me. “Because I for one enjoyed the show.” I moan as I smile. Ok yeah I guess I can afford to take the rest of the night and today off. 

After all, I'm sure Jordi still has the footage, and wants to make me squirm. I know we are both in for a good time.

[fobredactedove]

imagine Fall Out Boy all getting a good night's rest, peacefully asleep in a hotel room together, Pete & Patrick sharing a bed while Joe & Andy share the other.

None of them hear the window being slowly creaked open, a guy emerges, "damn, this isn't Jodie's room," he whispers, "did I misread her text?"

"oh well, shes just a rando on Tinder, probably a catfish anyway." He investigates the room, luggage bags, clothes, music instruments, and four men in the beds, he remembered hearing a band was coming to town tomorrow, he forgot which.

He investigates the first bed, two men sleeping in it, oddly close, one had a larger body shape with light brown hair and a bit of a beard, and the other had long gorgeous blonde hair, looked like his would-be tinder date. He took a glance at the other two and decided, "fuck that tinder chick," he whispered to himself, "or rather, I wont fuck her, I'll fuck this lookalike of her and his fat assed friend, and I'll fuck the other two as well"

he slowly removed the blanket, the two men stirred a little, but didnt awaken. The guy got to the chubby one first, turning him around to see his ass, and he was not wrong, that ass was fat. And from here on I'll just say the names.

He inserts his dick in between Patrick's cheeks and into his ready hole, thrusting in and out of his tight hole, the dude nearly started slapping Patrick's ass but knew that would wake him up, so he just went to groping and squeezing his butt before cumming in him.

He then moved on to Pete, caressing those golden locks, thinking to himself how beautiful he looks, and how if he wore a bra and panties, he would totally pass for a woman, but for now, he opened Pete's mouth and inserted his cock in, feeling his sweet throat around his cock, he would have very little time before climaxing.

He would repeat the process with Joe and Andy, seeing them as great pieces of ass alongside the other two.

Once he had finished fucking them, he snuck out just as he went. He would go on to ghost the girl he met on tinder.

Once Fall Out Boy woke up that morning, Patrick, Joe, and Andy had a numb feeling in their legs, and had trouble walking, meanwhile Pete had a sore throat, they would all recover before the concert though, but they would never know why they had those sudden conditions, musta slept wrong.

<3

[widgenstain]

Since the jetlag hit and I can't sleep (and tumblr lets me write on my phone when did that happen?) my thoughts on the three movies I watched on the flight:

Past Lives (2023)

What a gorgeous film, I can see why it's getting buzz and the performances are top notch as well. Love Greta Lee since Russian Doll and damn, she better get nominated for some serious awards! Also Joe Magaro is a major cutie (and that sad smile at the bar needs its own award). The dialogue suffers a bit from "stories about writerness", meaning it's a tad too poetic sometimes (I know, what a weird thing to complain about), but it does this thing, where while what is being said is so touching and beautiful, it's also incredibly far removed from what anyone would ever say in rl, while the emotions acted are quite natural. Still, watch this if you're in the mood for a exquisitely painful story about "what if", lost loves and immigration.

No Hard Feelings (2023)

Dumb fun, but truly fun nonetheless. The premise is ridiculous, as are some of the interactions and solutions, but the leads have great chemistry and give this more depth than I expected. Think of J-Law what you want, the woman can act. A more than good, silly comedy.

The Last Duel (2021)

Fucking loved this. I'm fully aware that many of you will hate this, but this hit so many spots for me, you don't understand. Medieval action from Ridley Scott? Check! Rashomon style narrative? Check! A fascinating rl story that deserves to be told, instead of the three other ones that have been told to death? Check! Letting actors speak in their own accents instead of having them do a bad "British" one, because this is a "historical" movie? Check! Something treating toxic masculinity and the social circumstances that produce it with nuance, while still making no excuses for it? Double check! Jodie Comer killing it? CHECK! Seriously, this is so much my cup of tea, I could even stomach the gory scenes of violence and the rape scenes. (Once again made me wonder what they can show on airplane screens and what not though).

[londonspirit]

Fare thee well 2024 -

for once you have been an utterly fanastic one! At least for me (and only for me personally; I am VERY MUCH ignoring all the shitty things happening out there in the world (esp in the US - my mind's still going WTF is wrong with you guys???) so this is VERY VERY subjective and personal!

And yes, I know we started 2024 off in a very bad way aka the cancellation of the most amazing show there is: Our Flag Means Death! I still don't know what the fuck happened, and why (because we fucking HAD THE NUMBERS!). But then again, looking around these days, every good show doesn't even get some proper breathing room, let alone an ending so yeah... BUT, the fandom's still here, still creating, still making, still supporting the living daylight out of cast and crew, living their best fucking life! So that's a great one! (More about that later!)

This year I spoiled myself (because I could). I went to London incredible FIVE(!!!) times. Always brief apart from the summer one which was the most EPIC week of them all. Not because of any theatre or celebrity, no, because after NINE freaking years I finally met up with the BFF again, the one person who knows me inside out despite us having met in person three times in 15 years!!! I love her sooo fucking much and this year's summer in London will stay with me for a very very long time!!! (And I just realized I never actually put a write-up of it up here - it was too damn awesome to put it in words, me thinks. Best memory of them all? Having the most comfortable bed, with way too much bedding and spending five glorious nights with her in it!!) So yeah, 2024 will forever be the year I saw her again! And that will stay with me until the next time we can meet!

What else?! There was Jason and Paul in London, visiting the Tower of London (which was awesome) and clocking a lot of km's as usual. There was FINALLY meeting David fucking Tennant in the flesh and having my picture taken with him! (still remember that super soft jumper!) Also, Daleks and white peacocks and actual screwdrivers! There was FedCon and getting another pic with Anthony Rapp (who loved my earrings); falling even more in love with Melissa Navia and hoping she'll be back soon so I can get my pic with her as well!

There were two almost weeks in London in June and July, seeing all the plays (and Tom Holland, Ian McKellen, Toheeb Jimoh being amazing on said stages!), and for once a certain musician had great timing for we went there too!

Went to THREE Pride marches in my area in the most incredible summer weather, danced and sang, and hopefully made a difference!

Saw David Tennant on stage again (and am still sad that I was bored as hell during it!); saw Jodie Whittaker and Joel Fry in a very unhinged play which was at least engaging.

Spent three GLORIOUS days in the company of the most incredible fandom and the most loveable and loving cast in - you guessed it - London! I'm still not really over it - almost a year after our untimely cancellation that show's still thriving, still calling fans to cons to meet our beautiful cast who loves this show just as much as we do!!! And in all my years in fandom, and at events, NOTHING will EVER compare to the utter JOY and happiness this special fandom can live at OFMD cons!! *sighs happily* Still out of this world, that lot!!!

But the most important thing this year was spending time with amazing people, old friends, new friends - gorgeous people that make everything nice just that bit better!!!

So this is for them. All those fantastic people I've had the privilege to spent time with this year! I love you all and here's hope to see each and everyone of you again next year! Maybe just for a coffee or a week(end) somewhere nice!!! Spending time with you all is just the most fantastic way to ignore everything shitty that's happening out there.

Yes, of course I have to address that a bit. Here's hope the US gets through the next 4 years unscathed - keep fighting, my darlings. Hate doesn't get you anywhere ... but if you must, the orange asshole is an excellent choice for your loathing and maybe a curse or two! Look out for each other, keep each other safe - this too shall pass and there just has to be a point when it starts to get better.

Until then, create your own little bubbles of happiness and joy, share them with others, and make sure to HAVE FUN whenever you can!! Once again, sometimes ignorance is bliss is need to keep one safe and sane and lose their shit entirely. But also: fucking VOTE when it's time!! Vote the fuckers out as a certain pirate uses to say! Engage only as much as you can endure and make space for beautiful things that will outshine the bad things!

Hug your loved ones and tell them you love them. Get important recipes written down so you can recreate them (yes, our Sauerbraten turned out great even tho mom never left us a recipe!). Make peace with things you can't change and step away from it. Find new things/places and people that will bring you joy, that will listen to you and maybe even help you where they can. (Therapy is also an amazing tool!) Stay hydrated. Take your meds. And take one step at a time - little by little gets more done than trying to do everything at once.

Here's to all the good things that 2025 may bring. May it outshine everything bad that will happen. And maybe, just maybe, 2025 will become a good year after all!! Happy New Year, my darlings!

[toadspondofwhimsy]

fuck. jody on that date with crowley? she's gorgeous. wanna see her come undone & beg for the strap. she's definitely so pretty when she's moaning.

[acetheta]

AHHH DUDE WHY DID JODIE JUST SHOW UP LOOKING STUNNING AS ALWAYS IN A GORGEOUS DRESS and then I actually started paying attention just to get a screen full of full frontal??? Ahhh? 😭

THAT SCENE HAS SO MANY EMOTIONS. fucking jumpscare . also it took me a sec i forgot he does it 😭😭😭😭🙏🙏🙏

no but that dress HELLO. ma’am.