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For non NUFC fans this is Jacob Murphy:
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Imagine: they found out why you were send to earth
This will be in third person pov.
She was in her cell when she heard two guard coming in, a guard has something in his hands. She scan over his hands and she saw that he hold a box.
"Prisoner 2-3-4 face the wall" the guard told her, as she slowly turn around and she was now facing the wall. What the hell was happening.
"What's going on? Are you going to gloat me? I can't die yet. I'm not 18" She said as she look to see that the other guard that wasn't holding her put something out of the box. Wristband. Gosh. How much she hated to be tied up.
"What the hell are you doing?" This time she yelled when she saw that the guard came to put it on her wrist. She fought and fought against the guard but in the end she couldn't. So the last thing she remember from the last time her eyes were open was that one guard injected her with something. She swore one day she would beat the shit out of this guard.
When she woke up she couldn't move. Her arms and legs were tied up to a chair. And when her eyes open she saw other's people here too. Kids. Her age, what the hell were they planning to do with them?
"Y/n?" She heard a timid voice asking her next to her, when she turn to who the person was her eyes widen. It's was Octavia Blake. Her best friend since Y/n saved her. She helped Bellamy from keeping Octavia a secret. But after y/n got arrested for what she did, Octavia got too. Because the guard found out about her and they floated her mother.
"Octavia? Oh my god! What the hell are you doing here? How! Why did you get arrested?" Y/n asked as she asked every question that came up in her head when she saw Octavia the girl who she swore to protect. Octavia was about to answer when the dropship that to shake, and then after 5 minutes it stopped.
"Octavia are you okay?" Y/n asked as she free herself from the sit and went to help her friend up. Octavia smiled at her.
"I'm fine y/n. Don't worry let's go downstairs." Octavia said as she took y/n's hand and dragged her downstairs where everyone else was
"Stop!you can't open the door. The air could be toxic!" A blonde girl said as she saw a boy that was about to open the door of the dropship.
"If the air toxic, then we're all dead." The boy said and y/n immediately know this voice it belongs to the only and only Bellamy Blake. Octavia let go of y/n hand and she took a step forward toward her brother.
"Bel?" Octavia asked shy as she was now in the front line, y/n still stayed hidden.
"Oh my god O! Look how big you got." Bellamy said as he open his arms to give his little sister a hug. He hasn't seen her in so long. Try hugged and they talked until a voice interrupted them again.
"Where's your wristband ?" The blonde girl asked as she saw that Bellamy didn't have the same wristband she has. Y/n look down to her wrist only now noticing the wristband that she has on it. The one that that guard come in her cell with.
"Do you mind? I haven't seen my brother in years" Octavia said as she pull away from Bellamy looking directly at the blonde hair. Y/n could swear Octavia send the girl a death stare.
"No one has a brother!" A girl said and this time it was y/n's turn to send the girl a death stare, it's was the girl next to her so y/n "accidentally" hit her over her arm. The girl winced and she look at y/n with a confused look on her face
"Would you shut your mouth already?" Y/n said as this time she was the one stepping forward, Octavia went to jump at the girl but Bellamy hold her back, and he look at the girl he thought he wouldn't never see again.
"O no! Let's give them something else to remember you by." Bellamy said as he finally took his eyes of y/n and look at his sister who looked at him weird. She saw how his body language shifted uncomfortable when he look at y/n.
"Yeah, like what?" Octavia asked but Bellamy didn't answer, y/n did.
"Like being the first person on earth in 100 years." Y/n said and this time she open the doors, the sun immediately hitting her in her face. She covered her eyes but then put down her palm from her eyes to look around. Everything was so beautiful. Octavia stepped forward and then she stepped on the ground. Officially Octavia Blake was the first girl to ever put her feet on the ground in 100 years. Y/n was smiling like a proud mom watching her kid, and Bellamy also wore a big smile on his face. He was glad Octavia was happy.
"We're back bitches!" Octavia yelled as she pull her arms up. Everyone else run on the ground. Everyone jumped and dance around. It's was happiness all around, until it wasn't. Y/n suddenly heard two mens voices arguing she recognizes one of it. John Murphy. Her ex.
"We're just trying to figure out we're we are!" Wells the son of Jaha said as he was arguing with Murphy.
"We're on the ground it's that good for you?" Bellamy asked as he look at Wells. Memories being to come back into his head about what he did not hours ago to his dad. Y/n didn't know how it happened but suddenly Murphy and Wells were fighting.
"Why don't you pick someone on your own Murphy?" Y/n asked stoping her ex boyfriend from beating the shit out of Wells. Murphy look shocked from seeing the girl. He didn't expect her to be down here.
"You're that girl!" Y/n heard a voice yelling
"Yea! Yea! You're her! The girl that killed her own parents and then buried them. And then also tried to kill Jaha." The person said and everyone around them gasped. Even Bellamy himself. He sure as hell didn't expect that shit. Octavia face went pale, and Murphy also had a shocked expression on his face. He didn't know. So that's why he couldn't find her anywhere on the Ark anymore. She got arrested because she killed her own family. What a shock. Y/n look around and saw that everyone expect Bellamy, Octavia, and Murphy were sending her disgusting looks. With one last look at Octavia and Bellamy she left. Well that was a good start, wasn't it ?
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9-1-1 • S8E06 ↳ “Confessions”
#despite the selfmasturbatory praise of another ryan murphy show this was so important#and bryan smashed it#911edit#911#911 abc#tvedit#tvgifs#tvfilmedit#filmtvcentral#tvarchive#dailyflicks#televisiongifs#911gifs#my gif#josh russo#evan buckley#911 8x06#userabs#userlauren#usernicolo#maxtracks#anztag#useraimz#usernolan
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Josh Andrés Rivera - American Sports Story (4K)
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#josh andres rivera#Josh Andrés Rivera#american sports story#asstoryedit#fx#ryan murphy#so hot 🔥🔥🔥#gay edit#hotguys#hotmen#gif#men in 4k#gay#tv shows#tvgifs#tv series#the hunger games cast
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men of dropout 2025 pinup calendar. send tweet
#dropout#collegehumor#dropout tv#game changer#sam reich#brennan lee mulligan#lou wilson#zac oyama#grant o'brien#brian murphy#make em wash a car and photograph it. get some mileage out of that#mike trapp#ify nwadiwe#jacob wysocki#adam conover#josh ruben#um actually#make some noise#smartypants#tao yang#raphael chestang
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inside me there are two wolves. the one who agrees with buck in that tommy had always been gay, and the one that deeply and wholeheartedly agrees with josh in that tommy did not mean to be cruel to abby, he was fighting his own battle in the way to himself. there’s also a third wolf. the one that can’t stop thinking about maddie watching & loving glee <3
#911#911 abc#911 fox#911 tv show#evan buckley#evan buck buckley#911 spoilers#911 on abc#911 season eight#911 season 8#911 s8#tommy kinard#bucktommy#maddie buckley#glee#ryan murphy#josh 911
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Y'know when you start liking a dilf and see all these edits and then become jealous because they have liked them longer than you
#jensen ackles#oscar isaac#keanu reeves#johnny depp#orlando bloom#pedro pascal#joel miller#dilfism#tom hiddleston#tom hardy#cillian murphy#christian bale#steve murphy#steve rogers#chris evans#chris hemsworth#josh hutcherson#theo james#hugh dancy#mads mikkelsen#ryan gosling#ryan reynolds#henry cavill#drew starkey#matthew mcconaughey#gerard butler#smut#fluff#x reader#fanfic
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girlhood is obsessing over a character and then never ending that obsession
#its tough out here#jason todd#steve harrington#coriolanus snow#peeta mellark#hunger games#redhood#nightwing#dick grayson#eddie munson#cillian murphy#idk who else to put#percy jackson#maze runner#star wars#harry potter#mike schmidt#josh hutcherson
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Long overdue… Irish women/men have a chokehold on me
#pierce brosnan#cillian murphy#killian scott#ruth negga#paul mescal#domnhall gleeson#hozier#anthony boyle#the cranberries#sinead o'connor#niall horan#saoirse ronan#andrew scott#grian chatten#collin farrell#kojaque#saoirse monica jackson#nicola coughlan#jamie lee o'donnell#barry keoghan#mark mckenna#brian gleeson#dermot kennedy#elijah wood#robert keating#josh jenkinson#ryan mcmahon#dónal finn#fontaines d.c.#aiden turner
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♡ You're Such A Loser pt. 2; Art Donaldson x Reader ♡
nsfw (18+) cw: switch(dom)!art donaldson, switch(sub)!reader, reader guiding art through domming, begging, brief choking, slight hate fucking themes, orgasm denial, slight bit of tears/crying (he’s okay), oral sex (fem receiving), fingering, praise, degradation, creampie.
all that frustration from losing his matches has built up in him, and now Art is ready to let it all out. only because you’re letting him, of course.
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note : part twoo (part one) !! i hope that those who liked pt. one will like this part just as much :) it’s a lil bit of a switch in dynamic (pun not intended)
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He’s diving back into your cunt without hesitation, lapping at the remnants of your orgasm that have spilled and sprayed down your inner thighs. His arms are hooking under your legs so that he can bury his tongue deeper and deeper into you.
You groan deeply, running your fingers through his hair before pulling the locks taut in your fist.
“Yes, baby, just like that.. your mouth always feels so damn good,” you breathe out, moaning at his expert tongue skills.
As you gaze down at him, you can see the way that his eyes are squeezing shut and his brows are turned up in arousal as he licks at your insides. He lets out a pathetic whimper at your words of praise, which shoots a mouthful of vibrations up through your form. Your knees tremble, clamping down on his flushed cheeks, and you use your grip on his hair to guide him gently up to your clit. He takes notice of your cue, and moves his mouth up to suck your sensitive bundle of nerves. You gasp brokenly and toss your head back, before looking down again to see his face.. and god, he is beautiful. His brows are still knitted up, but now his big aquamarine eyes are watery and looking up at you like a lost puppy. He was all yours. Just yours, and he knew it too -- in fact, he loved it.
“That’s it, sweetheart, doing so--mmf!--so well,” you moan out, using your hand to now stroke at the back of his head and give him a bit more physical stimulation. His eyes flutter closed at the feeling of your fingers brushing against his scalp, and out of habit he reaches up with one of his free hands and uses his middle and ring finger to brush against your dripping hole. Immediately, you wince at the contact, and he lets out a drawn out groan that you can tell is an incoherent plea for permission. You nod.
He wastes no time in turning his wrist so that his hand is palm-side up, and then his fingers are gliding into you without any resistance whatsoever. Your body is absolutely starved for him at this point, and you can’t do a thing to hide it. As he feels your insides wrap warmly around his digits, his eyes prick with tears while he continues to mouth at your clit.
He brings his head back, detaching his mouth from your body, and moves to look longingly at the way your fingers are sucking him in every time he pulls them back. Your slick is covering his chin and his lips, which are currently parted in arousal as he huffs and puffs from desperation. He continues to pump his fingers in and out of you, relishing in the way that he can feel you clench and twitch.
“You’re so hot,” he whispers, not breaking eye contact with the point of connection between your body and his. He then decides to bury his two fingers so deep inside of you that they actually completely disappear. Next thing you know, he’s curling his fingers repeatedly in the “come hither” motion while he’s still buried up to the hilt. About thirty seconds of this is all it takes for you to get there.
“SHIT-! Oh my god, Art, don’t fucking stop, don’t stop, I’m gonna cum, I’m gonna cum, I’m g’na-”
You manage to moan out a quick warning before your hips are arching into his touch, going completely still for a few moments. Then, wave after wave of your orgasm washes over you, causing your pelvis to spasm rapidly as you babble incoherent phrases of praise to your partner.
Art’s mouth is now completely agape, his eyes lidded, as he takes in the show of your orgasm, not stopping the movements of his fingers. You couldn’t really tell over the sound of your own vocality, but he was letting out tiny whines and whimpers from the way that your body was making his cock leak pathetically in his already-soiled boxers. He could barely hold his second orgasm off.. it was so damn hard.
After you collapse fully on the bed in an attempt to recover in your afterglow, sticky with sweat and panting heavily, you are now able to fully hear Art’s pure and unfiltered anguish. He’s moaning lowly as he glances from your cunt down to his clothed cock, which is jumping over and over in his underwear -- begging for attention. He then moves to pull his wet fingers from inside of your pussy, which allows for a few drops of viscous wetness to spill from your hole. Without hesitation, he lurches forward with his pretty tongue sitting gently on top of his bottom lip so that he can gulp down the taste of your release. He sucks and licks greedily at your hole, letting his eyes flutter closed as he grips his own thighs. He doesn’t want to touch himself yet. After all, you never gave him permission.
“You’re such a good boy, baby.. so needy and hungry for me, aren’t you?”
He nods quickly but shakily, his nose brushing against your clit as his mouth continues to relentlessly engulf your heat.
“You want me to let you cum?” you ask, knowing from his track record that he’s probably already on the edge.
He pulls back, licking at his bottom lip to not waste any of your taste, before he removes his hands from gripping his legs and instead places them to your waist. He digs his fingers into your soft flesh as he looks up at you from his position on the floor.
“Please, please, I’m already there-- just tell me I can and I will! I promise,” he gasps out, drawing out the second half of ‘promise’ to emphasize his sheer closeness. His brows are still turned up as tears start to well in his eyes. He’d cry if you said no, you knew that. The real question was: did you want to keep punishing him tonight? Had he had enough?
“Tell me how bad you want it, love.”
You could stand to be cruel a little bit longer.
He whines, his fingers clenching around the skin of your hips, as his pelvis continues to buck involuntarily.
“I want it so badly- I wanna cum- I’m so close, please please please.. I don’t know if I can stop it,” he moans, the slight friction of his cock against his wet boxers pushing him closer and closer to the point of no return.
“What if I said no?”
“Nooo, god, please don’t.. I’ve already made you cum.. I could prob’ly cum just from you telling me that I can.. can I? Oh shit, please-”
“I’ll tell you what: I’ll let you cum if you can take control for once.”
He looks at you, confused, before trying to stave off his orgasm by biting down on your thigh as he lets out a broken whimper. You yelp, before stroking his hair, knowing that he was deep in an animalistic state of mind -- he didn’t mean to hurt you, he just was trying so hard to be good.
“Use your words, Art.”
He releases you from between his teeth, before tears are spilling down his cheeks.
“I,” he sobs, “I can try.. but you know that I’m not like that..”
“I know, baby, I know. I want to teach you. Would you like to try that?”
He nods. He’d do anything to cum at this point.
You use your hands to push yourself farther back onto the bed so that your head is now close to the headboard. Art watches your every move, but stays as still as he can. He still wanted to please you, and didn’t want to do anything without your say-so. This was going to have to change within the next ten minutes.
You pat the bed’s comforter, and he immediately crawls up onto the bed and hovers over your form. His breathing remains uneven as his cheeks continue to flush with the torment of his delayed release. The erection in his boxers is still as stiff as ever, and you eye the way that it visibly jumps with anticipation.
One of your hands reaches up to comfortingly caress his face, and he leans into your touch.
“Breathe, honey, breathe. You’ll get what you want soon.”
He sighs, which almost turns into a moan, but he cuts himself off as you start to give instruction.
“Okay, first I want you to take off my top and bra. Undress me, understand?”
“Yeah,” he responds breathlessly, moving to pull your shirt over your head and unclasp your bra in under a minute. You were now completely naked, and he allowed himself the pleasure of drinking in the sight of your uncovered body. You were so gorgeous, it made his dick twitch.
“Good. Now, take off your boxers and shirt. I wanna see you,” you couldn’t help staying in a dominant headspace for a few seconds more.. it was just so fun to boss him around. He was so quick to follow directions, too.
He unsurprisingly does as he’s told, swiftly removing his gray tee and pulling down his boxers. At the sight of his bare cock, you bite your lower lip and place a hand on the back of his neck to guide him down to meet your mouth. You kiss him deeply, letting your own tongue lick his as he reciprocates with equal ferocity. He’s mashing his lips with yours, moaning into your open mouth when you pull back to switch the angle of your head. You bite down on his bottom lip before sucking it, which causes him to groan deep in his chest. Your hands snake to his lower back and you pull him down in one swift motion so that his body is now pressed flushed to yours as you continue to make out. A few more moments of this go by before Art knows that he has to speak up..
“I th-think I’m gonna c-cum,” he stutters, rubbing his hard cock against your lower stomach, “I can’t hold it, I cannn’t-!”
You reach down quickly and grasp his dick, which makes his eyes roll back into his low lids, and then you’re sliding it inside of your tight hole without warning.
“Nnghh-! I’m--fuck!” he sobs out, immediately spilling a thick, warm load inside of you. You let him thrust shallowly into you as he pumps you full of cum.
“Ah hah hah haah-!” he cries as he overstimulates his cock by continuing to fuck himself through his long-awaited orgasm.
As you watch his face with a smile and feel his throbbing dick inside of you, Art suddenly pushes himself up onto his hands so that he’s looking down at you. He’s gasping for more air but his brows are sitting low on his face and he looks weirdly upset.
You reach a hand up to his face, but he grabs your wrist with one hand and shakes his head without breaking eye contact with you.
“Don’t,” he breathes out, before beginning to thrust his spent cock more forcefully inside of you. Was he pissed that you had initially denied him..?
“Wha-”
“Don’t say anything, please,” he cuts you off, “just let me fuck you some more..”
You close your mouth, feeling a new kind of heat swirl in your gut. There was something about his tone that was new for him.. there was a bit of authority in it. Art hangs his head as he groans, pulling his cock all the way out to the tip before slamming it back into you. The wind feels like it just got knocked completely out of your lungs, and you squirm on the sheets.
“You feel so good.. f-fuck, I’m already hard again,” he moans, a growl beginning to creep up his throat.
A moan escapes your lungs as you let your head fall back into the plush pillow, and then before you can fully comprehend what he’s doing, his hand is over your mouth. His elbow is resting by your neck as his palm covers the lower half of your face and muffles your sounds.
“I said to be quiet,” he says gruffly, now speeding up the movements of his hips. They snap back and forth with a renewed sense of fervor, filling you up with his heavy cock with every thrust inside of you. You moan, although muffled, and you can tell that your stifled sounds were driving him crazy.
“You did a lot of talking tonight, babe, now let me say something--”
You drool under his hand, your mouth open and panting, as you try to focus on his words,
“I don’t get why you called me a loser when you’re my coach.. my loss is your loss- shit!”
The tip of his cock hits your cervix as you clench around him, causing him to briefly lose his train of thought. He finds it quicker than you thought he would, though.
“So that means that you’re a loser too, aren’t you?” he spits out with gritted teeth, leaning down close to your face and looking deep into your eyes. You compulsively whimper and buck your hips up to meet his.
“Use your words, baby,” he mocks you from earlier, anger laced potently in his command.
He knows that you can’t talk coherently right now, and it’s not his hand that’s stopping you. He knows damn well that if he removed his hand from your mouth, you’d still be a slurring mess of moans and pleas for more beneath him. His cock was fucking you so well, and it was hitting all of the right places at all of the right times. You weren’t sure you were going to last much longer, and neither was he to be honest..
Before, he was in the mindset of a defeated, washed-up tennis champ, but now he was taking on the same persona that he did when he was in his prime. When he won back-to-back matches. He was a fucking beast.
“Mmmph-! Mm-!” your moans rolled around in your chest and were muffled by Art’s large palm as he continued to fuck mercilessly into you. You felt the cord in your gut being pulled taut.. ready to snap at any moment..
Suddenly, he pulls his hand from your mouth and groans, bringing it up to his mouth as he licks depravedly at your drool left behind on his skin. You whimper at the sight, and he follows it up with a similar vocalization before speaking down to you.
“You taste so good, baby, fuck fuck...” he pants, the movements of his hips becoming sloppier by the second.
he places his wet palm down across the center of your collarbones, and you groan lowly at the feeling, before you take his wrist and manually move his hand up to the base of your throat.
“please,” you whimpered.
and he readily obliged.
Art squeezes gently at the sides of your throat, stifling the blood flow to your brain and initiating the spread of a pleasant fuzziness throughout your body and head that made your impending orgasm feel that-much-more intense.
“you like that? you like when i choke you, baby..?” he moans, clearly enjoying the switch in dynamic as much as you were.
you nod immediately, trying to take in more oxygen as his fingers pressed deliberately against your pulse. then, he released you from his grasp like a lion drops a gazelle from its mouth before feasting upon it.
you take a huge, broken breath into your lungs before everything begins to feel like it’s getting too much .. everything feels too good right now..
“Honeyimgonna-mffphh!-imgonnacumpleaseohmygod” you couldn’t stop the slurry of nonsensical pleas and whines as you felt your orgasm getting ready to wash over you.
“I’m gonna give it to you so good.. i wanna fill you up.. you’d be nowhere without me, let’s face it.. if i didn’t win any matches we’d have no income.. so i’m not a goddamn loser.. i’m not.. i’m.. i..”
Art was becoming more and more incomprehensible the closer he got, and then he felt everything crash down around him once your orgasm started to rip through you and pulse around him.
“OH GOD! HOLY SH- OH FFFUCK! I’M CUMMING I’M CUMMING!” he shouts, unable to hold anything back as he fills you up again.
You feel the warmth and tingly pressure of his release spread throughout your cunt as you cum on his throbbing cock, your eyes rolling as your head tips back against the bed. You whimper and groan as you take in the feeling of your second orgasm of the night, and relish in the heat and aftermath of your partner’s third one.
After you both come down slightly from your highs, Art collapses in a sticky, sweaty mess on top of you as his chest heaves against yours. You close your eyes, smiling, as your hands move to rub lovingly at his lower back. As his head rests heavily in the crook of your neck, breathing in your scent, he slowly pulls his hips back and you whimper as the feeling of emptiness starts to rush through you in the absence of his length.
You could feel his cum oozing down your pussy, and you laughed softly at the sudden realization of the reality of your situation.
“You know,” you huffed, still trying to catch your breath, “i think you just came inside of me again.”
he laughs.
“i don’t think i could have stopped that from happening..” he smirks, rubbing his soft but sensitive cockhead against the inner part of your right thigh.
“right, right.. all i’m saying is that you better not get me pregnant. you’re already a handful as it is.”
“You love it,” he whispers, picking up his head slightly to bite at your neck.
“Whatever you say, loser.”
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guys, this took so long to finally finish up and that’s on me lmaoo
writer’s block had me in a firm chokehold n i didn’t like it
i feel like i ended this fic a bit quickly, but i think that can mostly be chalked up to sleep deprivation.
anyways, hope this quenched ur mike faist thirst for the moment, but i have more ideas that i want to write about asap.. so there’s definitely some more hot stuff coming soon hehe
#art donaldson is so boyfriend#hes so yummy#art donaldson#mike faist#mike faist nation#mike faist smut#mike faister x reader#art donaldson smut#tashi duncan#challengers movie#josh o connor#riff west side story#west side story 2021#dodge mason#dodge mason smut#panic tv show#panic tv series#jack kelly#morris delancey#dear evan hansen#connor murphy#jack twist#brokback mountain#soho place#mike faist fanfic#art donaldson x reader#art donaldson fanfic#challengers film#challengers smut
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I’m so in love with older men it’s really getting out of hand
#aaron hotchner#hugh jackman#ryan gosling#ryan reynolds#ethan hawke#robert sean leonard#jason gideon#jim hopper#bo burnham#pedro pascal#thomas brodie sangster#dylan o'brien#josh hutcherson#oscar isaac#mike faist#matthew gray gubler#james marriott#jacksepticeye#markiplier#slimecicle#ethan nestor#willne#hugh laurie#tom hiddleston#tom hardy#drew starkey#hayden christensen#james mcavoy#simon pegg#cillian murphy
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Josh Hartnett as Ernest Lawrence OPPENHEIMER (2023) dir. Christopher Nolan
#having a crush on josh rly wasnt on my 2023 bingo card- what can i sayyy he's so!!! literally so dreamy gn💞#oppenheimer#ernest lawrence#josh hartnett#christopher nolan#cillian murphy#cinemagifs#oppenheimer 2023#moviegifs#joshhartnettedit#actors#cinema#dailyactors#useranna3#🫀
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Josh O’Connor 'The Crown' Press | Text with theSkimms
#josh o'connor#cillian murphy#the crown#peaky blinders#the crown netflix#the crown cast#press#interview#beautiful men
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Tony Award loser Grammy Award winner Mike Faist
#iktr#tell them#mike faist#zendaya#josh o'connor#challengers movie#challengers#tashi duncan#art donaldson#seqom;film#tony awards#grammys#dear evan hansen#connor murphy
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JOSH ANDRÉS RIVERA American Sports Story S1:E07 (4K)
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#josh andres rivera#Josh Andrés Rivera#american sports story#jake cannavale#asstoryedit#fx#ryan murphy#so hot 🔥🔥🔥#hotguys#hotmen#men in 4k#gay#tv shows#tvgifs#tv series#hot dudes#dailymenedit#dailymengifs#dailymensource#dailycelebs#lgbt#lgbtedit#gay men
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I still can't get over how Tim thought he absolutely cooked with that Abby/Buck/Tommy storyline and that PreGlee/PostGlee speech when in reality both things just needed to go back in the oven.
And then the garbage disposal.
#bucktommy#911 abc#tv shows#also my peeps Bryan is right there#can someone just talk to him and have him look over your scripts because got damn#also Glee ended in 2015 so they're both post glee queers btw#like Josh could have made his point without the Ryan Murphy suck off#then it would have at least been accurate#except that whole speech only made matters worse with the whole “putting Tommy on a pedestal” issue
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