#number seventeen

[babycatpinkdesign]

[byneddiedingo]

Ann Casson and John Stuart in Number Seventeen (Alfred Hitchcock, 1932) Cast: John Stuart, Leon M. Lion, Anne Grey, Donald Calthrop, Barry Jones, Ann Casson, Henry Caine, Garry Marsh. Screenplay: Alma Reville, Alfred Hitchcock, Rodney Ackland, based on a play by Joseph Jefferson Farjeon. Cinematography: Jack E. Cox, Bryan Langley. 

For the first part of the film, a bunch of people stumble around a derelict house, and for the rest of it most of them get on a speeding train and scramble around in pursuit of a presumably valuable necklace. There's a woman who's supposed to be a deaf-mute but turns out not to be and a corpse that's supposed to be dead but isn't, along with a giddy ingenue who falls through the ceiling and a cockney derelict who is supposed to supply comic relief from the gun-waving and running about. He doesn't, but the actor who played him, Leon M. Lion, not only got top billing but also a credit as producer. In short, Number Seventeen is a total mess. That it's atmospherically staged and photographed and the runaway train sequence is exciting in a mindless way are the positive elements we can ascribe to Alfred Hitchcock, who really didn't want to do this film version of a popular play, but agreed to anyway, then tried to turn a play he thought filled with clichés into a comedy thriller. He later called it "a disaster," and he was right.  

[timedhoney]

Giving wonwoo hickeys would change my life. Straddling that tiny waist, leaning down as you bury your face into his warm neck. You watch as he squirms against you when your eyelashes brush along his blushed skin.

“Hi,” you murmur smoothly into his ear, just to feel his breath hitch in that gorgeous chest of his.

"Hi," he responds and you selfishly have to kiss those plump lips before you get back to the task at hand. Ok, maybe you have to slide in a little tongue too. You're not perfect. You love feeling how he reacts beneath you, love to feel how those large hands grip deeply into your thighs when you suck his bottom lip into your mouth. You know it drives him wild, and you wiggle your hips in satisfaction against the tent growing in his jeans.

God, what a man. How he manages to make an outfit with no more than a white shirt and pants have you to the point of drooling all over him, you have no idea. But when he walked into the door of your apartment, you immediately had to shove him onto your couch, pull his zipper halfway down, and then throw your legs over his. He looks picturesque in the way you've strewn him about, hair ruffled and jeans sliding down just enough to show a hit of muscle that makes you feel unholy things.

All that can wait though, because the spot just behind his ear is calling to you. You press your mouth there first before losing control and taking the tiniest nip just to watch the color flood up from his chest to his cheeks. What a beautiful gradient.

"You make it too easy, you know?" You say, smiling down at him as he brushes a piece of hair behind your ear, still flushed that cherry red. "One little bite and your'e going to act like this?" He nods shockingly fast, tipping his glasses down his nose with the action. You press them back up with your own nose, winking as you turn back to where you were. No distractions this time.

The noises that leave him always make it worth it. You take no prisoners when you pull at his skin, leaving obscene pops in your wake. You alternate between bites and licks, sucking and nipping. Only once you find the spot that creates the most delicious moan do you stop journeying, pressing your hips tightly into his. Feeling the heat start to radiate further off of him. Tasting the salt off his skin. Letting him writhe against you as you smile into the bite.

You look beneath you to admire your work.

"You're so lucky that I make pretty hickeys," you tell him smugly. And it's true, but maybe it's just that everything suits him. Beautiful blooms in varying shades of red and purple litter the left side of his neck. He groans as he slaps a hand over it.

"Ugh, did you have to go asymmetrical? It's going to be impossible to cover the one behind my ear with a turtleneck...." You laugh as you finally finish pulling down his zipper.

"I know you can't be mad when I just heard how you were behaving." He flips you onto your back on the couch and lifts up your shirt, reaching behind you to unclasp your bra.

"Mine are going to be prettier than yours," is his only reply as he leans down to leave open mouthed kisses to your tits before he begins rival your bruises with his own.

"I love when you get competitive," you sigh dreamily.

[brucelinas]

The Ballad of Lucy Gray

[camera-seventeen]

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[autixel]

Made this venn diagram of the ships I think about most often and realized some trends. Spoilers for tged and orv. Yes one of these ships is not like the others I'm well aware

[solojihyo]

random soonhoon moments <3 ↳ @woozification asked: favorite svt friendship?

[master-tonberry]

SEND ME A NUMBER AND I'LL MAKE YOU A GIFSET

2 - Favorite Seventeen MV for Anonymous Fear (2019)

[lee--felix]

2. ult bias - S.Coups 🍒

SVT Bias Reveal Countdown (bias + wreckers only)

Bonus - Graffiti is now legal kiddos

[vcrnons]

SEUNGKWAN [SPECIAL VIDEO] SEVENTEEN - Power of Love (KOR Ver.)

[janmisali]

Number Tournament: SEVENTEEN vs THE ORDER OF THE MONSTER GROUP

17 (seventeen)

seed: 16 (35 nominations)

class: prime number

definition: one greater than 2^2^2

|M| (the order of the Monster group)

seed: 49 (9 nominations)

class: group theory

definition: the size of the largest sporadic simple group, equal to 808,017,424,794,512,875,886,459,904,961,710,757,005,754,368,000,000,000. the Monster group itself is the symmetry group of a 196,883-dimensional object.

[skulforsvt]

before and after

jihoon has too much to drink after a group meeting at a hotel. soonyoung and seungcheol take care of him and then take care of him. *wink wonk*

☆ soonhooncheol [ scoups x woozi x hoshi ]

☆ explicit 🔞

☆ m/m/m threesome

☆ one shot, 5.3k words

☆ read on ao3

[wonboos]

a little edit inspired by the recent pinocchio debate

[ftdino]

DINO ELLE Photoshoot Sketch

[seonghwasblr-moved]

𝐅𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐧, 𝐌𝐢𝐬𝐟𝐢𝐭, 𝐋𝐨𝐬𝐭 SEVENTEEN

[nonuify]

hbd to my fav person in the world !! 🩷