#loveall

[roughridingrednecks]

Loveall

[eshnaslibrary]

sometimes it's okay not to be okay. it's okay to not show anyone what you're going through while it's okay to show it too. it's okay to feel like you've hit the rock bottom and not rise up while it's also okay to give it all and rise up.

this song is just so perfect for when I feel down or whenever I feel the world has come crashing down one me.

[bhagavanbhakthi]

हम अपना भाग्य कैसे प्राप्त कर सकते हैं? | How we can can achieve our own destiny?

[irisbroadwaygurugram]

Come and celebrate the Valentine’s Day at Social at Iris Broadway, Sec 85 Gurugram. Looking forward to make your day special.

#valentinesday#LoveAll#Social#Cafe#Love#event#IrisBroadway#IBG#Trehaniris#gururgam#gurugramdiaries#socialoffline

[lovelifting]

Love on someone every chance that you get. There is no one alive who doesn't need love.

[harukapologist]

milgramblr: *cute adorable art* *the most genius theory you've ever read that changes your entire perspective on a character* *breathtaking art full of symbolism how are human hands even capable of making something so beautiful* *silly memes to cope with the disaster that is canon* *friendly people* ☺️👍💖✨

milgramtwt:

[opelman]

1978 Porsche 911SC by David G. Schultz Via Flickr: Jim Loveall

[mermaidinthecity]

The longer that we go, the more I just don't know if we can make it, reach out and break down these walls. I never thought we drift so far into these rifts. And now it's too deep, how can we hide from the fall? I pray that we don't ever change. I hope our hearts still burn the same. I wonder if we fight for us. Can we survive? Nobody makes it anymore. So darling, how can we be sure? We've got to hold on to what was. We got to try, to keep the love alive, to keep the love alive, to keep the love alive, to keep the love alive. To keep the love alive.

Love Alive by ZZ Ward

[vinzeniam]

Mastering Excellence in Recovery Trailer SD 480p

[patchesjam]

happy birthday mar!!!!!!!

thank you (and all the other anons) for birthday wishes :) i really really appreciate it from all of you

[thehandwixard]

im so sad i cant play raincode im just looking at the character designs sadly

this is halara nightmare. i love them

[ghostinboys]

broken valentine

summary: a lonely valentine leads you to a night with your neighbor pairing: paul mescal x male reader word count: 1.5k warning: male reader smut!

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The TV goes silent as your mind falls into the abyss. Images on the screen turn into a blurred showcase of color as you sink deeper into the couch, a bottle of beer in one hand and the remote in the other—Valentine’s— what a stupid day, you thought.

You took a swig of your beer, the bitterness elating your senses. The day has been dreadful for you. Traffic congestion on each road on your way home, lines like a concert outside each restaurant, and couples parading their loveall over the city. 

You tried to scroll on social media too, each post a profession of their admiration for their significant other. The TV, playing another cheesy rom-com. In your frustration, you threw the remote at your wall — a loud bang against the drywall, the plastic remote exploding into a thousand pieces. 

In a few minutes, there was a knock at your door. You dragged yourself to open it, your gait sluggish from the booze. Your eyes widened to see that it was your neighbor—well the neighbor. The neighbor you secretly lusted for, whom you gawked at every time he went out for a jog in his cropped shirt and short shorts, barely showing the trail beneath his belly button and his thick biker thighs. 

“Is everything alright?” he asked, pale blue eyes pierced through yours with soft pink lips agape. 

“Yeah—I thought I saw a fly on the wall,” you stammered trying to come up with a haphazard excuse. 

He wore nothing but his small worn-out shirts and loose boxers. His chest is wide against the frail blue fabric, you can faintly see his nipples poking through, his chest hair barely showing atop his sternum. Your eyes went down his abdomen, the ungodly cropped shirt showing his toned belly. Then to his boxers, those loose old kind, the cloth hung so loose you for sure saw what was underneath. 

He coughed, your eyes going back to his. “Sorry, I’ve been drinking,” you said, scratching the back of your head. He smirked, almost taunting. Like he was pitying you for being such a loser, like who else drowns themselves in booze during Valentine’s Day?

“‘You mind if I drink with you?” he asked, his hand already on the door. 

“Uhm—yeah—sure,” you said, your throat going dry. He walked inside, his head scanning around your apartment, his hands rubbing the side of his thighs as if drying sweaty palms. He looked back at you as you closed the door, your cheeks already burning. 

“I guess we’re both alone for today’s occasion,” he said. 

“I’m not wasting money on some stupid holiday,” you said, walking to the kitchen to grab a bottle of beer. You flipped the bottle against the bottle opener, a sharp clang followed by a crisp sizzle. You hand him the bottle, he quickly takes a swig of the drink. “Plus dating is so overrated.”

He nods. His wavy brown hair tousled against his forehead. “I suppose you’re right, there’s a lot more stuff you can do for fun these days.”

“Yeah? Like what?” you said. He walked closer to you near the border between your dining area and the living room of your small apartment. He takes his hand and presses it against your eyes. You feel his mustache against your lips, rough compared to his soft lips. His kiss was warm and gentle, the lack of sight made it more intense, like a candle pressed near your face. 

You feel his other hand against your lower back, pulling you so your abdomens meet, his hardness already forming against yours. A soft whimper leaves your lips, he laughs, his lips curving against yours. “I’m sorry—I was busy drinking too.”

The kiss was too good, like the perfect warmth your body needed, like a drug on its first hit—you simply needed more. You pulled on his toned arms, pressing your lips back to his. His arms hugged your back, moving under your shirt to feel your warm skin. You traced his abdomen under his shirt, your fingers feeling the faint trail, the hard muscle of his abdomen and chest, his perked nipples.

He slowly moved down your face, planting kisses against your neck, your body pulled back as you gave him more control, his arms supporting your weight. He maneuvered his body so that you both were moving towards the couch. He fell down the cushions first, taking his shirt off as he stared at you. You pulled off your shirt as well, loosening the drawstring on your shorts so it fell down your ankles. You straddled his thick thighs as you planted kisses against his neck and chest. Saliva left a glistening trail down to his abdomen. You palmed his hardness underneath his boxers, he was panting and moaning. You looked up at him as if to ask for permission. Without uttering a single word, he nodded. 

You cursed, this was not how you wanted to spend the day, but it was very much needed. You pulled his boxers down to his ankles, his thick cock stood hard. The tip is aching pink and leaking. You trailed your tongue against the underside of his hardness, one hand palming his balls. You toyed with his tip, licking and sucking while another hand stroked the shaft. You could feel his thighs tighten, his chest heaving. 

His hands smoothened your hair, grabbing onto a few locks to push you down and deep into his cock. The girth widened your throat, your nose hitting the base of his cock, your eyes welling with tears. “Fuck—that’s so fucking good,” he moaned. “Can I—fuck—can I fuck your mouth?” he gasped for air as you sucked him in deeper, your wet hands stroking his shaft. You release his cock with a loud pop, your lips swollen and dripping with spit. 

He slaps his leaking cock against your lips, another hand holding the back of your head. He pulls you down, you force yourself to go deeper which earns you exasperated moans from the man. He places both hands on the sides of your head, bracing for what will come next. He thrusts into your mouth as if it were a toy he was free to use. He fucked his hips against your throat which hit the roof of your mouth, you wanted to gag, to let go, but the moment was too lustful for you to stop now. He looked down at you with soft blue eyes, his cheeks were pink and his lips glistened as he heaved and moaned. 

“You like that?” he said, fucking into your mouth over and over. You nodded, moaning and groaning against his cock, your breathing labored and constricted. He continued to curse, his grip against your hair already tightening. His thrusts became erratic, his thighs shaking. “I’m close—can I cum in your mouth baby?” you nodded, he could have said anything and you would have given him the same response. You wanted this man to do anything he wanted to you. 

He let out a loud fuck, his cum spilling down your mouth and spilling at the corners of your lips. His torso spasmed and recoiled as he chased for his orgasm. He looked godly, all lean yet packed with muscle, and a moaning mess on your couch. 

After he was able to catch his breath he gestured for you to come up. He positioned you in the exact position where he was, now it was his turn to go down on his knees. He took your boxers off, his large hand already stroking your cock. He took it inside his mouth, his soft and warm mouth engulfing your hardness bringing you into ecstasy. Your fingers trailed through his hair as you squirmed. He took your legs and lifted them so they were resting on his broad shoulders. His fingers dug into the flesh of your thighs leaving marks. 

He lets go of your cock to take two fingers in his mouth, his eyes fixed on you as he did it. A string of spit webs from his lips as he gestures for your hole. He teases it with his fingertips, circling before slowly pressing in. Your hole was tight and warm against his digits, he curled his fingers to tease your spot. You recoiled from the sudden wave of pleasure, a hoarse moan coming out of your lips. He continued to suck on your cock. Stroking your hardness with his tongue and lips as he fucked your hole with his fingers.

Your eyes rolled back into your skull, your vision turning white. You couldn’t help but moan and curse, everything he did brought you closer and closer to release. “Wait—I’m—fuck—I’m so fucking close,”  you gasped, your orgasm ripping through you without a warning. Your body tensed as if coiling into a knot, your muscles contracting until the final release. He lets go of your cock, and your cum shoots all over his face and your chest, desperate moans escaping from your mouth as you heave. You slumped on the couch—a breathless mess. He chuckled once more, a playful one, wiping the cum on his face and licking them from his fingers. He also went to lick the remaining cum on your abdomen and your chest, before planting a wanton kiss on your lips. 

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[a-man-for-hire-and-his-archives]

AMC Picks Up Captain Nemo Origin Series ‘Nautilus’ From Disney, Plans to Air Show in 2024

The Captain Nemo origin story series “Nautilus” lives on, with AMC Networks licensing the U.S. and Canadian linear and streaming rights to the live-action series from Disney Entertainment.

The 10-episode show was originally slated to air on Disney+, but it was announced back in August that the show was not going forward at the streamer as part of a wide-ranging cost cutting initiative at the Mouse House.

AMC and AMC+ will now air the show as a special television event in 2024, with an exact premiere date to be announced later. Inspired by Jules Vernes’ “Twenty Thousand Leagues Under the Sea,” the show will explore the early life of Captain Nemo, who is played by Shazad Latif. The character is described as “an Indian Prince robbed of his birthright and family, a prisoner of the East India Mercantile Company and a man bent on revenge against the forces that have taken everything from him.”

“’Nautilus’ is a big, sweeping drama that is sure to appeal to fans of our Anne Rice Immortal Universe and other buzzy and fan-forward series like ‘Orphan Black: Echoes,’” said Ben Davis, executive vice president of original programming for AMC Networks and AMC Studios. “We are looking forward to bringing it to AMC+ and AMC as a special television event next year.”

Along with Latif, the cast of the show includes Georgia Flood, Thierry Fremont and Céline Menville, with guest appearances from Richard E. Grant, Anna Torv and Noah Taylor.

The series was developed and produced by Moonriver TV’s Xavier Marchand and Seven Stories’ Anand Tucker. James Dormer serves as writer and executive producer. Johanna Devereaux, Chris Loveall, Colleen Woodcock, and Daisy Gilbert also executive produce. Cameron Welsh serves as producer. Michael Matthews was the lead director.

“I am hugely excited that the efforts of everyone involved in the making of the show will be seen on such a prestigious network,” said Dormer.

“We are so thrilled to present the epic adventures of Captain Nemo and his legendary submarine The Nautilus alongside the other incredible AMC universes,” said Marchand and Tucker. “The series will take viewers on a breathtaking journey with Nemo and his crew, battling terrifying creatures and the dark forces of the British Empire.”

“Nautilus” is distributed by Disney Entertainment and acknowledges the support from the Australian Government’s Location Incentive and from the Queensland Government via Screen Queensland’s Production Attraction Strategy.

Source: The Variety

[mirkokosmos]

by Carl T. Loveall

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