#rekha boyfriends

[vultures-yay-or-nay]

HE'S BACK

[dimension20official]

The 1st Adventuring Party for Never Stop Blowing Up is out now on Dropout! Please enjoy this conversation about movies and Rekha's boyfriend, Dripping Wet Juicy Ass Thicc Yoshi

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WITCHY SEPHIE PIRATEY AABRIA IZZY ON STANDBY

I love Becca anxiously wedging herself through the random couple making out in some room back there. Poor Erika. THERE WAS A FUCK CHALLENGE??

Rekha: That buzzer is kinda like a bad boyfriend, you gotta catch it at a good time-

Erika: STOP DATING MEN!!!!!

[alhad-letterbox]

[Wednesday || April 24/2024 || nighttime.]

Dear Maya, to others you may be just a fictional character and maybe not many people know you or remember you but to me you're more than just hope, and you're engraved in my heart. Your words "always say yes to life." Shall be my life motto from now on.

To myself, for what I learned about life today.

At the start of the movie I thought it was just another children's movie as the protagonists were teens in their highschool. But to my surprise I was wrong and proved that "never judge a book by its cover." because it wasn't something I assumed. It was something even more beautiful than I expected. This movie has friendship—one friend being rebellious and selfish other one being soft hearted, kind and empathetic—mischievous deeds of teens, calm parenting, school life, small town aesthetics, crush, letters, depressed and lady with trust issues who's wealthy but not happy. It has broken friendship arc, guilt, remorse and years later phase, college, relationship, hesitation in accepting proposal, scars from the past because of prank. Second chance friendship arc, and a very beautiful ending with unexpected twist. Music was great as well, I added 2 songs to my liked playlist because it has motivating vibes. Great storyline, acting music, and everything. Maybe others might find this movie boring but to me it wasn't.

Idk if everyone can notice what I noticed but it has this scene where Maya releases birds she kept caged as her pets. Maybe it's to portray that "Don't cage yourself in your comfort zone because of fears and insecurities because the world is vast and the sky is vaster. Find yourself and things which can give you happiness. Get out of your confinement and say yes to life." That's my perspective about movie and scenes.

So it's about two girls—Anna and Ira—who starts writing prank letters–(pretending to be an imaginary man they created who's in love with her and wants her to live happy life.) to wealthy, yet gloomy, depressed scared of human interaction, middle aged lady "Maya" who lives in the neighborhood–out of boredom. Later Maya slowly gets convinced and starts changing herself, her dressing, starts interacting with others just a bit. Sells her house and goes to Delhi in the search of the "man" who sends her love letters. Which scares one of the girls and she gets stressed thinking what'd happen to Maya because that man doesn't exist in the first place, while the other one doesn't care about the consequences. Anna confesses about prank letters to her parents out of guilt, they send her to boarding school and her friendship with ira ends up in thorns.

Years later everything has changed and but Anna is still searching for Maya in Delhi while living her college life, she even has a boyfriend—Rahul—who proposes her but she asks for time to consider everything. Ira has became quieter than before because of huge incident. Anna comes back to Shimla, her hometown, to meet her parents. Ira and she reunited but Anna isn't ready to forgive her for what she did in the past and they go back to Delhi to search for Maya once again because Ira says she has found Maya's address. And they end up going to Delhi together, things happen, they argue and Anna finds out what happened to Ira in her absence. They reconcile and unexpectedly finds Maya because of Anna's Missing posters. They meet her and after seeing her completely changed in brighter clothing and full of smile living a better life they get shock of their lives and they ask her what happened after she came to Delhi alone to search for her "lover". Maya tells them what happened, her journey about finding happiness and movie ends with twist.

It was such a beautiful movie, it left quite an impression on my heart. Like how Maya decided to come out of her confinement and comfort zone to find happiness. She goes around the city, tries food, buys clothes and jewelry and enjoys life. She understands that, to live life one must abandon their fears. How Anna didn't give up and kept searching for Maya, how Ira had character development. And how they learned lesson through their prank letters.

At the end, I'd say that they should make this kind of movies more. Slice of life.

[shoyoist]

REKHA! (taps mic) I’m here to share some thoughts about how I think Kakucho would be the world’s best boyfriend. Here’s why:

ONE. Kakucho is the perfect embodiment of good, in every way you could possibly imagine.

TWO. His love language is acts of service; I can feel it in my tiddies, I just don’t know how to elaborate.

THREE. He’s a great cooker—he doesn’t even hesitate to get up and cook something for you when you’re hungry. Bonus: he looks really hot while cooking with only his boxers and an apron. (Jesus, the take the wheel. No, take the whole damn car because I’m going insane just thinking about it.)

FOUR. He is so attentive to you and so protective. You know that video where a guy covers sharp edges so the girl doesn’t get hurt? And he’s careful so she doesn’t trip? Or hit her head because she’s too distracted? Well, that’s Kakucho. His reflexes to keep you safe come as naturally as breathing.

FIVE. He’s such a good kisser—the type of kisses that makes your brain melt. You can’t even think. It’s like his kisses takes you to another dimension and only the two of you exist. The tongue and lip biting and sucking and hickies… and…. and… Oh, god. I need him really bad.

SIX. I feel like he’s a gentle giant, you know? I mean, he looks intimidating, and for fucks sake, he’s a delinquent, but I feel like outside of that, he’s so gentle…unfortunately I don’t know how to explain LMAO. But anyway, he’s the softest when he’s with you. He’s romantic and chivalrous; he brings you flowers, your favorite snacks and thoughtful gifts.

SEVEN. He can’t fall asleep without you. He needs to be cuddling so he can feel your scent and the warmth of your body. His face needs to be on your neck or your chest. It literally calms him enough so he can relax his body and fall asleep. His best nights of sleep are when you’re by his side.

EIGHT. (glue mic on lips) and his fuckgn MONSTERCOCK HE’S SO THICK AND LONG AND PRETTY AND THE HAPPY TRAIL!!!!! THE FCUHKN HAPPY TRAIL I’M DROOLING JUST THINKING ABOUT IT

NINE. I read this somewhere and thought I should add it here because that’s exactly what Kakucho deserves for being… Kakucho: He deserves the nastiest, sloppiest, toe curling, back arching, leg twitching, fingernail scratching, lip biting, butt clenching, sheet gripping, eye rolling, life changing, tear jerking, gob smacking, mouth watering, mind shattering, planet shifting, soul sucking, gut wrenching, reality altering, tornado twist, bed breaking, mattress soaking, vacuum seal, blood curdling, knee buckling head ever.

TEN. In conclusion, Kakucho is the best. 10/10

Thank you for your time Rekha, and sorry I can’t be normal about him. <3

GIGGLING YOU'RE SO RIGHT RUMI SO RIGHT!!!! he's constantly on the wait for a call from you when he knows you're out— he always insists on driving or walking you wherever you want to go, but sometimes you're out with friends or family so he can't just tag along (it makes him sad but he knows you need your own time! while you're not around he lets izana drag him around wherever he wants to take him LMAO) but he's aaalways checking his phone, just in case you need a ride home or if something went wrong and you need him to pick you up... he's ready to be there for you! he worries quite a lot too, bless his heart ;(

along with acts of service kakucho also enjoys spending time with you<3 if it was up to him he'd never let you be apart from him— he's so comforted and secure to know that you're by his side, safe and happy with him. he fears losing you, has nightmares about it even, so it's always so calming for him when he wakes up in the middle of the night and realizes that you're still asleep in his arms, snuggling up to his bare chest and stealing his warmth<3 ++ SO RIGHT ON THE PROTECTIVE INSTINCT !!!! every time you open a cabinet and squat down to go through it, he's got a hand on the top edge so you dont bump your head there. opens doors for you too, the door to your house, your room, your car, shops, restaurants, you name it!

and i think that even though kaku is sooo big and he's so naturally good at intimacy because of his passionate need for it, he's inexperienced. my baby<33 he doesn't like the idea of having sex with just anyone, he wants love, a real emotional connection— which he never really managed to find until he met you. he's all blushy and wide-eyed and godd he doesn't know what to say while you've got your little mouth wrapped around his dick<333 and when he gets used to it he gets so so good at giving you just the kind of praise you want to hear. "my princess" is one of his favourite petnames to whisper in your ear when he's got you folded in half. "doing so fuckin' well for me, my princess. pretty thing, i love you."

[lalunanymph]

I'M LISTENING !!

REKHA HI !!! okay so obvs im gonna talk abt rin bc i cant get enough of him n just imagining him as the heir apparent to the itoshi clan bc his brother sae walked out a long time ago to find his own footing in the underworld.

hes clipped, snappish n trigger happy most of the time until he sees u, a beautiful singer at a local club, tugging on his heartstrings (n cock 🤭) with ur dulcet voice n he’s intrigued bc u remind him sm of a caged beautiful bird n rin wants nothing but to free u. so he comes in almost every night when he doesn’t have to make a kill or execute traitors. he sits in the corner, gloved hand around his whiskey glass, tie loosened around the base of his throat, his teal eyes lowered n sultry from the haze of the smoke n ur honest to god stirring vocals.

he watches u until ur performance ends n he buys u a drink, sits with u until the club closes n u don’t know much abt this mysterious beautiful man but u r way how he listens so intently; those angular cheekbones dusted with the shadows of his long, gorgeous lashes making ur stomach flip. how he doesn’t interrupt when u tell him how much u wish u never met ur ex boyfriend but cant tell him the exact reason why.

he comes in day after day till it’s routine now. u can’t finish ur performance without speaking to rin, brushing his hair back from his face, watching him turn red with embarrassment. rin decides one day to say fuck it n take u out, finally mustering up the balls when he goes to the club n finds out ur gone. up n left. turns out, the owner of the club told him ur back with the same lover who stomped u to the curb, n it makes rin’s heart fucking shatter when he finds out that the reason ur forced to sing till the early morning, to stay in this dingy club until ur voice turns hoarse n rough is bc ur father fucked up n borrowed money from the wrong gang & now u, the budding light of rin’s life, was completely under itoshi sae’s mercy.

[torawro]

3some with johnny you say.. sosaa listen to me on a poly relationship with them😵‍💫johnny is such a pillow princess alright, it's difficult for him to take charge anyway, and he just so badly wants you & gyro to coddle him and make him feel good... gyro fucking you and making johnny watch, telling him "keep her head in your lap, baby~ be a good boy f'me and we'll fuck you like this next" SATIATE ME RN PLEASE !! both you and johnny just wanna be bred by your silly big dick bf and it makes you both turn so good and sweet for him<3

rekha............ REKHA.

OH MY DAYSSSSS DO YOU KNOW HOW THIS MADE ME FEEL? YOU MUST KNOW HOW THIS WOULD HAVE MADE ME FEEL IF U SENT THIS IN???? i wish you could have seen my face when i read this half asleep!!! it took me all mf day to get back to this and i deeply apologize for it but now that i'm settled?????? oh gosh. clit doing the hippity hop all over again :( let's get into ITTTTTT. minors do not interact!

this is..... is one of the best, most indulging, delicious, entertaining, moan-producing, feet-wiggling, back arching thirsts i have received and i am STILL struggling to gather my thoughts🥴 bisexual johnny but only for gyro is canon because we are all in a mf poly relationship !!!!!!!!!!!!! i love my boyfies and they love me <3 ugh this LITTLE PIECE OF DIALOGUE THAT YOU'VE WRITTEN HAS ME GOING INSANNEEE!!! gyro calling a johnny a GOOD BOY? oh yes. YESS HE WILL BLUSH SO HARD AND LOOK AWAY BUT HE FUCKING LOVES IT. and i haven't quite gotten to the part where they talk about his family life but because of my growing obsession with him and gyro, i read up on some stuff (without spoiling too much) and i see he had some problems at home and a strained relationship with his dad 🥺 UGH MY POOR BOY! so i think gyro calling him a good boy and offering him something he wants will truly stun him and he'll freeze up, because a pet name like that, being referred to as a good boy when he's been hating and beating himself up for most of his life, will touch / heal something deep inside of him :( and even though he won't admit it, he is willing to do anything to have gyro-- or us-- to call him a good boy.

i didn't mean to get that analytical and solemn but i just had to mention that LMAO ANYWAY, back to the main point here. when you said both me AND johnny just want to be good for our silly, big dick boyfriend so he can breed us both AHHHFHDHFHSDHFSH I LITERALLY SCREAMED BECAUSE THAT IS SO REAL OF US ! me and johnny both pillow princesses too but i definitely don't mind putting in some extra work for my boys from time to time <3 just as long as they return the amount of pleasure threefold 😊 i'll coddle my baby johnny as much as he likes, and just watch him get so flustered but still put on a tough exterior and be smooth about it. like when it's time to sleep at night, it'll be like a sandwich situation and me and him alternate on being in the middle, cause sometimes i'll just hold him against my titties so he can use them as a pillow and just rub on his head softly and then gyro is the big spoon holding us both close to him 🥹 alright wait because now i'm thinking of specific scenario:

thinking about it's late at night and we're not wearing any long pants, we had already dozed off to johnny gently caressing up and down our bare thigh and gyro's big hand rubbing our pudgy tummy and it's just so peaceful. the moonlight shining against our skin, the feeling and sensation of being pressed up against them is making something akin to desire to stirs in the pit of their stomachs. although johnny tries to ignore it—by snuggling closer into your boobs and holding pulling our thigh over his slim waist—gyro let's his impulses take over because he knows he won't be able to sleep if he doesn't resolve this issue. and he knew johnny was already awake so why not confide in his special, pretty girl and his special pretty boy for some relief? you'll know it'll help us both, he says to johnny with only his eyes and a growing, sly grin.

next thing we know, gyro has us bent over into the prettiest arch, our panties clutched and dangling in between the glistening, golden grillz in his mouth. while we're bent over, our face rests in johnny's lap, his own cock up freed from its cloth confines and standing up at attention, twitching violently with each puff of breath from our mouths, each kitten lick, lewd suck down his entire shaft, or a graze of our finger. one of his hands is supporting our head upright, the other is on the back of our head, guiding us up and down his cock whenever we end up engulfing his entire length into our mouths. the clapping sound of gyro's hips against the fat of our ass, the noises of us gagging and gargling all over johnny's dick the sound of our and johnny's moans, along with gyro's groans + cursing?! omgggg it's obscene and it smells like sex, gyro's signature musk, and the special, sweet-smelling soap we use to bath ourselves and it only collectively turns everyone on with each passing moment. johnny had to gather the willpower to stop himself from cumming too early at least three times because his crystalline blue eyes were laser focused on the ripples on our ass cheeks whenever gyro plunged his cock into us or tugged on our hair a bit to deepen our arch or force us to look at him. you two were so . . . . tantalizing it drove him insane, which caused him tighten his grip on us and did all he could to thrust his hips into our mouth to fuck our poor throat.

gyro sees this and that startling grin of his only widens, if possible, and lets out throaty, guttural chuckle that sends a chill up johnny's spine, his dick twitching in your mouth, and causes us to tighten around gyro. we couldn't seem to fathom how a short laugh could be so attractive but both of our minds were too far gone, too deep in the never-ending abyss of pleasure that we were giving each other. gyro pushed the long, ashy blonde locks that fell from his hair tie from his face with one hand, and the sight alone almost proved to be too much for him, feeling his body increase exponentially in temperature and the need to cum down your throat was all-consuming. "aw, look at you. you're doing so good, f'r me baby boy, so fucking good. keep fucking her throat just like that—yeah, there you fucking go. good boy." leaning closer to johnny, gyro planted one arm on the bed to support his weight, all without missing a beat in his hips. in fact, this only made him able to reach the furthest depths our cunt and we mewl loudly in pleasure, gripping the sheets of the bed.

with gyro's face now hovering in front of johnny's, the older man spoke again, "i saw you watching before. you want next baby? wanna get fucked like a whore too? hmm? i know you do, and i'ma give to you. . . real good." with each word he purred, his voice got lower and huskier, grunts paired with every letter he uttered. johnny cursed the man in his mind for being so goddamn sexy, but the only thing that came out his mouth was a moan of our and gyro's name from behind gritted teeth, and a long, drawn out, "fuck, yes!" to gyro's question as he came into our mouth, spare droplets of his seed dribbling and leaking from the sides of our mouth, while we attempt to swallow the rest of it. the long haired man could only smirk to himself at seeing his pretty babies enjoy themselves so much. not long after that, the positions were switched and it was now johnny who had his face in between your plump thighs, slurping and licking the slick from our puffy pussy lips. we would hide every time his nose bumped pleasurably against our clit and his low moans against our sex caused by gyro’s deep, rough thrusts into johnny’s pink puckered hole. we were very happy to both get violated by our goofy boyfriend’s fat dick <3

[hallmark-movie-fanatics]

Hallmark Sets 'June Weddings,' Lacey Chabert and 'Aurora Teagarden' Films for June: See Schedule (ETOnline Exclusive)

HALLMARK CHANNEL'S "JUNE WEDDINGS" All premieres are at 8 p.m. ET/PT.

Wedding Season Starring: Stephanie Bennett and Casey Deidrick  Premieres: Saturday, June 3 Trish (Bennett) is a journalist who is on back-to-back bridesmaid duty for her three best friends. When her date is unable to join, she pairs up with photographer Ryan (Deidrick), the brother of her best friend.

Love's Greek to Me Starring: Torrey DeVitto, Giannis Tsimitselis and Marina Sirtis Premieres: Saturday, June 10  When Ilana (DeVitto) travels to Santorini with her Greek boyfriend Mike (Tsimitselis) for his sister Alex’s (Katerina Konstas) wedding, she’s thrilled to be asked to be her American Maid of Honor. Mike surprises Ilana by proposing, leaving Ilana gets caught in the whirlwind created by his well-meaning and overly enthusiastic mother Athena (Sirtis).

The Wedding Contract Starring: Becca Tobin and Jake Epstein Premieres: Saturday, June 17  Rebecca (Tobin), a teacher, and Adam (Epstein), an ad executive are excited to plan their Jewish wedding, but their wedding and future are put into jeopardy when Adam lands a new ad campaign, and their mothers meet for the first time. 

Make Me a Match  Starring: Rushi Kota and Eva Bourne Premieres: Saturday, June 24 Vivi (Bourne), an optimistic woman with a substandard romantic history, works at a data-driven matchmaking app.  Once she discovers that the success rate for matches at her company is low, she hires Raina (Rekha Sharma), an Indian matchmaker, to provide advice on how to improve their numbers. As they embark on this matchmaking journey, Vivi meets Raina’s spontaneous son, Bhumesh (Kota), and questions whether finding love is something one must take control of or let naturally come to them.

HALLMARK MOVIES & MYSTERIES All premieres are at 9 p.m. ET/PT.

The Dancing Detective: A Deadly Tango Starring: Lacey Chabert and Will Kemp Premieres: Friday, June 2 Filmed entirely on location in Malta. Sparks fly when a no-nonsense detective (Chabert) must reluctantly team up with a charismatic British dance star (Kemp) in order to solve a murder, literally one step at a time, at a stunning luxury resort in Malta!

Aurora Teagarden Mysteries: Something New Starring: Skyler Samuels, Evan Roderick and Marilu Henner Premieres: Friday, June 9 Aurora Teagarden (Samuels) is back home in Lawrenceton post-college near her mother, Aida (Henner). Working as a teacher’s assistant in a crime fiction class, Aurora is struggling to settle on a thesis for her post-graduate degree. To support her schooling and life, Aurora also waitresses at the local diner at night, where she shares her love of researching true crime with her friend Sally and police officer Arthur (Roderick). When Sally’s fiancé doesn’t show up at their wedding rehearsal, maid of honor Aurora gets Arthur to help her search for him. When they discover a body, everyone assumes it is Sally’s tardy groom, but when it turns out to be someone else, Sally’s fiancé becomes the main suspect.

To read the full article at ET Online click this LINK.

[welidot]

Gul Panag

This Biography is about one of the best Professional Model of the world Gul Panag including her Height, weight, Age & Other Detail… Express info Real Name Gul Panag Nickname Gul Profession Actress, Model, Activist, Politician, Pilot Age (as in 2023) 44 Years old Physical Stats & More Info Height in centimeters- 168 cm in meters- 1.68 m in Feet Inches- 5' 6" Weight (Approx.) in Kilograms- 60 Kg in Pounds- 132 lbs Figure Measurements 32-28-34 Eye Colour Dark Brown Hair Colour Black Personal Life of Gul Panag Date of Birth 3 January 1979 Birth Place Mahadian, Fatehgarh Sahib, Punjab Zodiac sign/Sun sign Capricorn Nationality Indian Hometown Chandigarh, India Schools The Lawrence School Lovedale Kendriya Vidyalaya The International School of Lusaka, Zambia College Government College for Girls, Punjabi University, Patiala, India Punjab University, Chandigarh, India Kellogg School of Management, Evanston, Illinois, United States Educational Qualifications Bachelors in Mathematics Masters in Political Science Mangement in Radio & Television Debut TV : Kashmeer (2003) Film : Dhoop (2003) Family Father- Lt. Gen. Harcharanjit Singh Panag (retd.) Mother- Gurjit kaur Brother- Shebir Singh Sister- N/A Religion Sikhism Hobbies Travelling, Horse Riding, Biking, Trekking, Jeep Safari Controversy Being a member of Lok Sabha, she was really disappointed when veteran actress Rekha's name was nominated for Rajya Sabha Seat. She commented "What has Rekha done to deserve an RS nomination? I am very disappointed with the recent Rajya Sabha nominations. I can understand Sachin Tendulkar's nomination because of his distinction in cricket. But look at the choices from arts and cinema. Just because the minimum nomination age is 30, it doesn't mean we have to take people who are 60. I have immense respect for Rekha, but what has she done of late to deserve that nomination?" After hearing this comment, Rekha was really annoyed by her. Favourite Things  of Gul Panag Favourite Actor Amitabh BachchanTom Cruise Favourite Actress Rachel Weise Favourite Designers Urvashi Kaur, Mandira Wirk, Anita Dongre Favourite Color Red, Black Favourite Perfume Opium Favourite Destination Munich, Germany Favourite Reataurant Hakkasan, London Boys, Affairs and More of Gul Panag Marital Status Married Affairs/Boyfriends Capt. Rishi Attari Husband Capt. Rishi Attari Children Son- N/A Daughter- N/A  This Biography Written By www.welidot.com Read the full article

[theweefreewomen]

ID: four screenshots. the first two are from Game Changer Ratfish. Rekha Shankar, in a fancy hotel room, says "I am actually very grateful for a bug with a big ass, because that sounds like me."

the next two screenshots are from Adventuring Academy: Never Stop Blowing Up. Ally Beardsley is saying "Rekha's boyfriend, National Boyfriend Day. It's always a dripping wet juicy ass on a Yoshi." end ID.

[doonitedin]

Happy Birthday evergreen beauty, Rekha! Kangana Ranaut, Rakesh Roshan & others pour in wishes on social media

Happy Birthday evergreen beauty, Rekha! Kangana Ranaut, Rakesh Roshan & others pour in wishes on social media

Image Source : TWITTER/AUCINEMAA Happy Birthday evergreen beauty, Rekha! Kangana Ranaut, Rakesh Roshan & others pour in wishes on social media One of the timeless beauty of the recent times, actress Rekha has turned 67 today. Known as the epitome of beauty and iconic expressions, the actress has won million hearts not just by her acting or dialogue delivery but also her fashion sense. She is…

[garoujo]

“OH, YOU WANNA PLAY PSYCHO KILLER?” — HANMA SHUJI

you and your boyfriend decide to add a little more thrill to your relationship.

♱ warnings — ghostface!hanma, f!reader, cnc, knifeplay, reader is a great actress, predator x prey kink, mask kink, creampies, shuji is a tease, fingering, choking. ꒰ word count : 4k ! ꒱

♱ note — here we go ! probs the kinktober piece i was most excited 2 write so hopefully u guys enjoy it 2 . tysm 2 rekha @/21-06-1996 & paradis @/blueparadis 4 reading through some of it 4 me <3

RETURN TO KINKTOBER MLIST ♱ REGULAR MLIST

it’s somewhere between 11pm and 12am you’d assume by the way the sky seems to have darkened outside of your apartment. the day had went by normal enough, you went to work, turned down some plans for drinks with your work colleagues and then you came home as normal — as planned.

but there’s a tinge of anticipation that’s present from your fingers to your toes, something you can’t quite place as you flick through the channels on the tv, sinking deeper into the couch when you settle on some cheesy slasher flick with a shrug, october and all. it’s the season for them.

your boyfriend, hanma is at work, so you’re home alone tonight — bowl of popcorn and a blanket that felt warmer when his daunting figure was underneath it with you.

for about an hour, you’re content — fishing around for the sweetened kernels at the bottom of your bowl with a sigh. your movies just kicking off, not that you’re paying much attention as you flick through the stories your friends are posting on instagram, trying to ignore the fact that he should’ve called by now, he normally did around this time.

but now you’re restless and worried, deciding to make another round of popcorn to soothe your nerves before you start pacing and it works, for a moment, before you’re back on the couch in the exact same position watching the exact same movie.

then you hear it, the first ring and you reach for your phone a little too quickly for you not to have been waiting, except it’s not him — it’s a number unknown, but maybe it’s because he’s at work.. you tell yourself to ease the uncomfortable shift in the air.

“hello?” you answer after letting it ring a few times, and you let hope linger in the air where you take a breath before it’s swallowed by the unfamiliar, distorted voice that answers back.

“hello.” their voice is smooth but.. not who you were expecting and you can’t shake the way your shoulders seem to slump with the reply. “hi, can i.. help you?” you ask, trying not to sound too disappointed that it wasn’t the man you seek.

“who is this?” the sound of the television on your end goes from near full volume to something a little lower, and your brows furrow almost instinctively at their question.. because, didn’t think they call you?

“who are you trying to reach?” you snort and you hear the person on the other side of the phone hum in a way that tells you they’re not too sure. “i’m not sure.. what’s your name?”

there’s another change in the air, one that makes you bring your feet up onto the lip of the couch at their question before you reply quickly, not wanting to let the silence they let stay linger.

“i’m sorry.. i think you have the wrong number.” a beat of silence followed by a cocky reply, “do i? then how about you tell me your name and i’ll tell you mine.” before you breathe and continue “no thanks, im waiting on a call but have a good night.” you don’t give them an opportunity to answer this time, and you’re pretty sure you cut off whatever they were next going to say.

but you feel cold suddenly, acutely aware of the noises outside your apartment as you sit your phone facedown on the table, and try to focus on the film you suddenly don’t feel like watching anymore.

but then it rings again, and you want to mentally punch yourself for letting your head turn a little too quickly — another unknown number, but maybe just a coincidence.. right?

“hello?” followed by a reply that’s a little too quick. “oh, i’m sorry. not the call you were waiting for?” but you curse yourself for the way their teasing seems to make your lips break into a whisper of a grin. “not this time..” you breathe and they don’t stop with that. “no? don’t wanna talk to me instead?”

“yeah, nice try. again—have a good night, see ya.” you feel a little unsettled when your phone hits the table this time, the caller was probably innocent but something seems.. strange. your neck feels unbearably warm and it takes a few moments for you to pull yourself off the couch before you’re retreating to the kitchen — splashing your face with some cold water to calm yourself down.

you let yourself take a moment, look in the fridge like the contents will have changed since the last time you were in there. but then even from the kitchen you hear the ring of your phone from the living room, and you’re suddenly aware of the goosebumps ripping across your arms.

but you stride quickly, not bothering to give the caller id a second glance because — it won’t be, right?

“uh, hello?” you repeat, and you think you’re suddenly sick of hearing the greeting. “don’t hang up on me.” there’s a drop in their tone this time, but it’s the same drawled out, smooth sound — followed by a long exhale like they’re smoking a cigarette or releasing a held breath.

“what do you want?” you shift, suddenly not feeling like sitting back down in your previous spot. “to talk, kill some time.. nice night for it, don’cha think?” you can’t see them, but you can tell they’re smiling with the way you hear their words curl around the expression.

“i’m kind of busy.” you’re lying but your hairs suddenly standing on end, “oh? but your movies almost over.. isn’t it? so how about you play with me instead, doll?” the petname is a low growl, but your heart pounds at the words before it, sucking in an uneven breath as you let your gaze dart to the movie still playing on the tv then the rest of your darkened apartment.

“how.. how did you know i was watching a movie?” your heart pounds with your sentence and you swear they must be able to hear it when they breathe out a chuckle in response.

“don’t look so scared, babydoll. you just look like you could use a little.. company.”

the line dies before you have a chance to hang up, but with the few steady knocks on the door of your apartment that follow in the silence you feel a shock of something shoot down your spine, and you can feel the uneasy pants you’re taking against your palm when it slaps over your mouth to muffle your shriek.

but then the silence settles, again. besides the pounding of your heart and the ringing in your ears, it’s still quiet enough for you to be able to hear the lock click when it turns — making you push yourself up against the wall in the hallway as you try to steady your breathing, putting you out of sight from the doorway.

this can’t be happening.

it’s unnerving the steady, slow steps you hear sound around the corner behind you, the way they enter your apartment over the erratic beat of your heart, combat boots against the hard wood floor that feel like they kick your feet out from underneath you with each step.

you could probably make it to your bedroom if you ran fast, maybe the bathroom so you can find someone to call — you’re not supposed to call him while he’s at work. but you think this might be an exception when you hear the door slam loud enough for it to startle you, followed by another low chuckle.

your palm is pressed so tight against your mouth you can barely breathe, your lungs feel like they quake but you can’t risk him hearing you — finding you, as you try to inch yourself further away from the front of your apartment.

you don’t give it much more thought, you hear his steps fade into the kitchen and you decide to put the adrenaline coursing through you to good use — it’s all part of the game, his game. but you feel your head twitch in the general direction down the hallway before you’re off.

but it doesn’t take long for him to hear you, you’re running.. but he’s not, not yet atleast. but he knows where you are.

you’re listening over your shoulder, following it with a glance and you watch the way his taller, intimidating form rounds the corner and his shadow seems to be gaining on you alarmingly quick considering you got a head start. he lets you see the peak of the blade, then he sprints, and he’s faster than you — long legs taking long, purposeful strides towards you as he enters the long stretch of hallway.

your heart is throbbing, a lick of fear curling down your spine and you can’t afford to waste any breath with a scream — but you gasp despite the way your heart feels like it’s about to burst out of your chest.

the distance he’s closing is quickly filling your ears, you can feel the warm air rush over your too hot skin as you run and the floor slams under your shared footsteps.

your decision has to be quick, the bathroom or the bedroom and you allow yourself a few moments you don’t have to think it over — opting for the bedroom, the doors open and you don’t have the time to kill to turn the handle to the bathroom.

but he’s trained, reflexes honed, he’s a killer after all — he can see your movements before you even make them, he can pick up on your body language or follow the direction you even do much as glance in.

and he’s right behind you when you when you make your little decision, fingertips already outstretched to reach and curl into the skin around the back of your neck.

you twist to your right, nearly losing your footing as you go to dart into the bedroom and slam the door, and your trip catches him off guard, makes him spit out a curse, only for a second. but he’s faster — your attempts to lose him, to shove him away are all in vain when you hear the heavy thud of the door hit the boot suddenly logged in the doorway instead of click into place when you try to slam it closed.

you can’t run anymore, you’re frozen when he comes into view as it bounces back open and you feel like you can finally take him in.

you can’t see his face, it’s covered by a mask — one you’ve seen a lot recently, october and all. it’s the season for them. but he’s a daunting presence from where he looms in the doorway, a muscle tight black shirt and black jeans—one arm resting against the doorway above him, not that it stretches far given his height. while the other almost mockingly, playfully lets the knife sway by his side — like he’s swinging intertwined hands or a purse, but it’s anything but.

no, it’s much more dangerous than that, he’s dangerous.

“gotcha. you’re a slippery little thing, aren’t ya?” he drawls in a sweet tone that almost turns your stomach, you can’t see his expression from behind the ghostface mask—but you can hear that he’s smiling, like he’s toying with his prey.

“please don’t! m-my boyfriend will be home soon, he’ll.. shit—he’ll track you down if you hurt me.“ you sound pathetic, whimpering and pleading, but fuck—he loves you like this, it’s exhilarating letting the blade tap along his covered temple like he’s scratching an itch before he’s cutting you off with disorienting grab to your jaw.

“oh, what’s wrong, doll? scared?” he grits but he knows you won’t answer with his palm now resting along your mouth to squeeze at your cheeks. black kanji barely visible under the dimly lit room, sin and punishment.

you can feel tears in your eyes, maybe it’s the way his fingertips are digging into your cheeks or maybe it’s him, his daunting presence and the blade in his other hand, and you feel yourself sway when he makes you look up at him.

you try to shove him off, turn back to try and run again but you’re snagged in his web now when he yanks you back down to earth. he takes you down heavily until your chest is hitting the mattress and you feel his hand clamp around your waist — reaching up between your breasts to squeeze his hand around your throat and drag you back a few measly inches until you’re against his chest.

“too bad, you could’ve made it too. but i think it’s about time i take my prize.” he growls, giving you a shake as his palm presses hard against the middle of your throat, making your eyes flutter before they widen when you feel cold metal smooth along the curve of your waist, and you finally go limp.

“atta girl. see, you’re a sweet little thing, just need a little time.. right?” his hips rub up against your ass with his words, letting you feel the impressive strain of his hard cock through his jeans, but then you feel him pull off of you to let his hand mould to your trembling thigh instead.

his fingertips squeeze at the skin before he’s twisting you onto your back and standing between your legs — almost menacing from this angle, but he lets you breathe.

“but you’re mine now.. so where should i start, hm?” he spits, voice straining under the weight of his desire as he lets his blade trace up the skin his hand used to occupy — featherlight along your thigh before it’s tracing along the waistband of your sweats, and he pauses with his next growl.

he lets it trace along your skin, up your abdomen until you’re tensing under his touch — adrenaline still making you shake when he groans and just barely drags the blade higher. “here?” he hums as he lets it rest against your chest, his movements careful and steady before he’s bringing the cool metal back down to your waistband. “or here?”

you really were the perfect, helpless victim.

“p-please.. please.” your voice is tight with need, lifting your hips to try and rock against his before his large, free palm is pressing you back tight against the mattress — tall stature looming over you as he lets the blade trace up by your neck, and he groans in delight at the wild look in your eyes he’s meet with.

“there we go, babydoll. that’s more like it, let me hear you beg for it.” he goads loudly, amused but wrecked when he lets his fingers trace down to squeeze at your pussy through your sweats, chuckling at the mess and warmth he can already feel beneath the fabric.

“oh, you’re a twisted little thing, aren’t you?” and fuck—does hanma love it.

you nod quickly, panting out sweet like uh-huhs followed by whispered pleas, like you’re chanting mantra’s as you squeeze your legs around his middle. “fuck me.. please, i’ll be good.. i’ll be quiet. just please.” you sound so pretty, like the perfect prey he knew you’d be — and he can’t wait any longer.

“that’s it. good fucking girl.” he breathes through clenched teeth before you hear the knife clatter on the floor at the other side of the room. he’s much too preoccupied with tearing through the fabric of your sweats and panties, panting hard when he yanks them down just enough to hang around one ankle, before he leans back to rip his pants and belt open afterwards.

finally seeing his cock twitch with the first sting of sexual freedom makes you arch, yearning when you let your eyes sweep over the thick curve of him.

his chest is heaving with heavy breathes as he takes you in beneath him, letting his fingers swipe through your folds to tease the slick gathered between them before he’s sinking two into your cunt. grunting when he’s not met with much resistance, but you hiss at the stretch his thick fingers provide you with — feeling it burn and sizzle into something that burns along your body.

he sinks them into you a few more times after that, scissoring them until you’re a puddle of mewls and whines and you’re basically fucking begging him to just hurry up and fuck you when you send him a doe-eyed look, thighs twitching when he rubs a few sticky circles into your clit before pulling his fingers out of you with a growl.

his slender fingers in sin wrap around the base of his cock before he’s letting his head roll back with a few rough strokes of his palm, pinning your hand above your head when you reach for him as he leans over your figure to rub the blunt head along your slick folds.

you’re not sure if it was the adrenaline, the chase and the anticipation igniting your veins but you’re fucking soaked, feeling the first silky grind of his cock split through your folds before it’s catching on your clit, making you both gasp and moan at the wet tacky sound that follows. “fuck sake, doll.”

you feel his palm press back hard against your throat when your legs curl around his waist, pulling him close as he pushes you so deep against the mattress your back arches.

you can hear the way he’s panting even behind the mask, fingers twitching into your skin everytime he pulls himself deeper into the desperate hug of your pussy.

“fuckin’ knew you wanted it, a pretty little thing like you all alone on a scary night like tonight.” the way your nodding is instinctive, driven by the way your desperately rubbing your slick along his throbbing cock — greedily trying to force him closer through each growled ramble from his lips. before he finally parts your folds and sinks into your twitching cunt. “f-fucking asking for it, weren’t you?”

you’re barely prepped and so fucking tight hanma thinks he might pass out now that’s finally wrapped in you, his large palms dragging your hips down onto his cock as your body shakes — lips parting to moan as your fingers twist in the fabric of his black shirt.

“look at me. fuck, eyes on me, babydoll. that’s it.” his words are an order, natural dominance dripping from his tone as he pushes past the spots inside of you that make you twitch. his fingers twist along your jaw once more to keep your gaze on him, until his hips are pressed tight against your own with a shameless, ragged moan that makes your long lashes flutter and kiss along your cheeks.

the way he drags his cock out of you is slow, wet after he’s given you a few moments to get used to the thick spread of him, and the first draw back of his hips feels like it lasts forever until only the blunt head remains.

but then he gives your cheeks a playful tap before his hands are back squeezing at your hips again, and the slap of his hips back into you almost knocks all of the air from your lungs.

everything about this, him. the chase, the hunt, the way he looks over you has only drove to this point, added to the twisting pleasure you feel stir in your abdomen, you’re wound up so tight and you feel like you could already burst when he grinds his cock into you, you’re already so close.

but his pace doesn’t let up, he’s driving his hips into yours like an animal as he fucks you into the mattress — pressing his pelvis tight against your slick folds with every wet connection of his hips as he swirls his hips into yours. “already? yeah? feel so fuckin’ tight.. pussy’s real fucking greedy.”

you can barely breathe with how deep it feels like he reaches, and his quick, intense pace only seems to grow heavier — your body jolting as he digs his cock up into your pussy.

hanma can hear your need, your want for him in the way your moaning pretty with each sharp exhale as you head tilts back, his grip dragging you along the bed as he pushes himself even deeper into you. he’s pressing up against the swollen spots inside of you and when you feel his fingers come to squeeze along the sides of your throat once more, all you can do is take it as you lose yourself in the controlled anaphylaxis that makes your head spin with pleasure.

“shu-shuji! it feels so good.” you gasp, and the sweet sound of your slip up, the sound of his name makes him shudder against you and grunt before he’s rushing to pull the mask over his head, throwing it on the floor beneath you. “holy shit—i know, babydoll. don’t hold back on me now.”

you’re finally able to take in the way his hair is flat, framing his handsome, flushed features and the blown, amber in his gaze when he sends you a crooked grin followed by another low groan as he sucks his lower lip between his teeth.

hanma curls himself over you with the next tight squeeze of your cunt around him, before he’s pulling you in for a kiss, it’s needy and wild and so much of him that it makes your pussy throb when he sucks on your tongue. he’s been waiting to taste you all fucking night.

his thrusts begin to lose their pace as he presses deep into your body, stuttering just as he begins to lose himself in you. in the pleasure he’s earned, the pleasure he owns. “my babydoll. ran so hard for me, did so fuckin’ good.”

you feel hanma’s palm squeeze around your thigh before he’s hiking it higher around his hips and the new angle only fans the fire your orgasm sparks along your veins, feeling him pull away from your lips to mouth at your throat as he digs your orgasm out of you himself.

“fucking cum for me, doll.” he grits before your body seems to listen, your orgasm hitting you so hard and good that it almost hurts as your toes curl, fingers moving to claw along hanma’s shoulders as you cream around his cock.

but he doesn’t stop, not even when you’re panting and gasping with each shockwave of bliss below him — the vibration of his groans echoing somewhere deep in his chest as his cock throbs inside of your soaked cunt.

“pussy’s made to fuckin’ take me. mmm, shit.. yeah? my fuckin’ pussy.” his pace stutters at the milking compression of your walls, gritting his teeth before he curses and groans sharp. his amber gaze is narrowed between your bodies to watch your cream pool around the base of his cock, your walls throbbing with every unforgiving push of his hips before hes kissing you once more as he cums, just as he likes.

hanma cums thick and heavy inside of you when he feels your tongue push against his, swallowing both of your groans into the kiss as he pushes his load into your puffy cunt. he’s slurring curses against your lips as he almost pins you completely, continuing to fuck into your sensitive pussy until you’re both spent and he’s rolling off of you with a long sigh.

you let the silence settle as you both catch your breath, turning to meet his gaze from where he’s peeking at you underneath where his forearm rests over his eyes.

“shuji, you’re too fast! it’s no fair!” you start, and your usual tone of voice only seems to draw hanma in as he returns to his place leaning over you, pressing a gentle kiss against your pouty lips that’s a sharp contrast to how hard he’s just fucked you.

“that’s ‘cause im a killer, doll.” he hums before he’s playfully biting at your cheek, chuckling when you swat him back into his previous position on his back with another cute pout that makes him pull you against his chest anyway.

“i so wouldve got away too.” you try to reason but it only makes your boyfriend chuckle, amused as you brush the dual coloured hair away from his face when he looks at you — catching your hand with his own before he’s giving your fingers a short peck and resting them both against his chest.

“bullshit, they always kill the hottest ones first. you were never making it to the sequel.”

© 2022 garoujo. please do not copy any of my layouts or writing and translate or repost onto any other sites.

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Adding A Picture Perfect Holiday with Tatyana Ali

capeusa: MERRY OCTOBER! 👻🎄 Yes, Halloween has not yet arrived, but Christmas movie season has begun!

Check out the CAPE HOLIDAY WATCH GUIDE for Asian-led holiday films for the 2021 Fall/Winter season!

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Queer Rep in Dimension 20

Title: Dimension 20

    Status: Ongoing

    Core Cast: Brennan Lee Mulligan, Emily Axford, Zac Oyama, Siobhan Thompson, Lou Wilson, Ally Beardsley, Brian Murphy (with guest seasons)

    Queer Cast Member: Yes

    Accessibility: Captions on YouTube and Dropout, fan transcripts available.

Summary: Welcome to Dimension 20, where comedians, improvisers, and all assortments of goofs play D&D! Led by Game Master Brennan Lee Mulligan, each season of Dimension 20 will bring you to a new world, filled with new characters and new dangers. Sign up for dropout.tv for the full experience!

Fantasy High 

    Cast: Brennan Lee Mulligan, Emily Axford, Zac Oyama, Siobhan Thompson, Lou Wilson, Ally Beardsley, Brian Murphy

    Tags: lesbian PC, bisexual woman PC, asexual man PC, queer man guest PC, lesbian NPC, bisexual man NPC, gay man NPC, queer woman NPC, non-binary NPC, multiple LGBTQ+ NPC,

Escape from the Bloodkeep

    Cast: Brennan Lee Mulligan, Amy Vorpahl, Mike Trapp, Matthew Mercer, Erika Ishii, Rekha Shankar, Ify Nwadiwe 

    Tags: queer PC

The Unsleeping City

    Cast: Brennan Lee Mulligan, Emily Axford, Zac Oyama, Siobhan Thompson, Lou Wilson, Ally Beardsley, Brian Murphy

    Tags: trans man PC, non-binary NPC, multiple gay men NPC,

Tiny Heist

    Cast: Brennan Lee Mulligan, Justin McElroy, Clint McElroy, Jess Ross, Lily Du, Griffin McElroy, Travis McElroy

    Tags:

A Crown of Candy

    Cast: Brennan Lee Mulligan, Emily Axford, Zac Oyama, Siobhan Thompson, Lou Wilson, Ally Beardsley, Brian Murphy

    Tags: asexual man PC, lesbian NPC, queer woman NPC

Pirates of Leviathan

    Cast: Brennan Lee Mulligan, Matthew Mercer, Marisha Ray, Aabriya Iyengar, B. Dave Walters, Carlos Luna, Krystina Arielle

    Tags: non-binary NPC, queer NPC,

Mice & Murder

    Cast: Brennan Lee Mulligan, Ally Beardsley, Raphael Chestang, Grant O’Brien, Rekha Shankar, Sam Reich, Katie Marovitch

    Tags: non-binary PC, multiple queer men NPC, non-binary NPC, multiple queer woman NPC

The Seven

     Cast: Brennan Lee Mulligan, Aabria Iyengar, Rekha Shankar, Persephone Valentine, Erika Ishii, Becca Scott, Isabella Roland

    Tags: pansexual trans woman PC, multiple queer PC

Shriek Week

    Cast: Gabe Hicks, Ify Nwadiwe, Ally Beardsley, Lily Du, Dani Fernandez

    Tags: lesbian PC, poly lesbian PC, trans man NPC, multiple non-binary NPC, multiple queer NPC, poly queer NPCs,

A Starstruck Odyssey

    Cast: Brennan Lee Mulligan, Lou Wilson, Siobhan Thompson, Zac Oyama, Ally Beardsley, Emily Axford, Brian Murphy

Tags: Queer PC, Non-binary PC,

More details and/or spoilers under the break!

Check out our other queer podcast recommendations here.

Fantasy High

ID tags: Kristen Applebees (PC): lesbian, Fig Faeth (PC): bisexual woman, Riz Gukgak (PC): asexual man, Hargis (guest PC): queer man, Tracker O’Shaughnessey (NPC): lesbian, Ragh Barkrock (NPC): gay man, Jawbone O’Shaughnessey (NPC): bisexual man, Ayda Aguefort (NPC): queer woman, Garthy O’Brien (NPC): non-binary, Shellford Turtleperson (NPC): LGBTQ+, Torek Railgrinder (NPC): LGBTQ+

Details and/or Spoilers: Kristen comes to terms with her sexuality in the first season, begins dating Tracker, Fig begins dating Ayda in the second season, Riz comes out as ace in the second season, Shellford and Torek are in the LGBT alliance at their school

Escape from the Bloodkeep

ID tags: Leiland (PC): queer

Details and/or Spoilers: Leiland used to be in love with Zaul'Nazh

The Unsleeping City

ID tags: Pete Conlan (PC): trans man, Nod (NPC): non-binary, Perry Pidgeon (NPC): gay, Orlando (NPC): gay, Rovias (NPC): gay,

Details and/or Spoilers: Orlando and Rovias are lion statue boyfriends, Perry is a pigeon in love with Kugrash, who leads him on.

A Crown of Candy

ID tags: Liam Wilhelmina (PC): asexual man, Captain Annabelle Cheddar (NPC): lesbian Queen Caramelinda (NPC): queer,

Details and/or Spoilers: Liam comes out as ace, the Queen is revealed to have previously been in love with woman,

Pirates of Leviathan

ID tags: Garthy O’Brien (NPC): non-binary, Ayda Aguefort (NPC): queer

Details and/or Spoilers: Garthy and Jack have a platonic one-night stand (x|m)

Mice & Murder

ID tags: Lars Vandenchomp (PC): non-binary, Jeremy Brockhollow (NPC): gay man, Osmond Sheffield (NPC): gay man, Millie Molton (NPC): queer women, Molly Milton (NPC): queer woman, Lady Calliope Fawnbrook (NPC): queer, Lady Tabitha Fawnbrook (NPC): queer

Details and/or Spoilers: Jeremy and Osmond are married, Millie and Molly are married, Calliope and Tabitha are married,

The Seven 

ID Tags: Sam Nightingale (PC): pansexual trans woman, Ostentatia Wallace: fluid sexuality, Danielle Barkstock: sexuality is “yes”, Antiope Jones: queer,

Shriek Week

   ID Tags: Seven (PC): lesbian, Megan (PC): poly lesbian, Cleetus (NPC): trans man, Drusille (NPC): poly lesbian, Yui (NPC): poly lesbian,  Vander Van Helsing (NPC): non-binary, queer,

A Starstruck Odyssey

ID Tags: Margaret (PC): queer, Riva (PC): non-binary

[shoyoist]

Life update: i trusted my boyfriend to drive to walmart by himself and he crashed my fucking car and it got towed. So for 2 days i didn't have a car. Good news? My mom has 2 cars, so she's letting me borrow one untill i get my own. It took every bone, every joint, ever muscle, every single atom made molecule to stop myself from choking him in his sleep.

rekha, please grant me the strength not to pick up the fridge and throw it at him. 🙁🙁

HELPP is your boyfriend okay 😭 i am guessing he is but my guy be glad he is alive if someone i knew got into a car crash it would scare the fuck out of me like goddd. you could've died.

[streussal]

Okay, what the heck is Yellowjackets and do I need to watch it?

Yellowjackets is a drama/suspense/horror series that follows a group of women at two different points in their lives - as teenagers trapped in the wilderness, and as women in their fourties who never really dealt with the trauma of their experiences. It’s inspired by the 1972 Andes flight disaster as well as Lord of the Flies. The first season has 10 episodes (six have aired) and the series has been renewed for a second season. The show creators apparently have plans for 5 seasons. It’s got a Critic’s Choice nomination for best drama series, as well as a best actress nom for Melanie Lynskey.

1996: A high school girls soccer team becomes state champions and takes a plane to nationals - only for the plane to crash in the wilderness, where they end up stuck for the next 19 months. There is a flashforward to later in the isolation that shows at least a few of them have descended into cannibalism - and not just eating someone who died of exposure or starvation, there is at least one incident of actually hunting a girl down and eating her in what comes across as some sort of ritual. However, six episodes in and the series is nowhere near that point. They actually start off fairly functional, and develop decent survival skills. But the cracks are beginning to show, and the social hierarchy is shifting. (Some people say this is too slow moving; I personally would find it weird if they started hunting their friends down to eat right away. I like that things are taking their time to develop, and we see the complex relationship dynamics.)

2021: We follow four of the survivors twenty five years after the crash. The adult cast was a major draw for me - Melanie Lynskey, Tawny Cypress, Juliette Lewis, and Christina Ricci. The survivors have largely gone their separate ways and made an agreement to never say exactly what happened in those 19 months - instead dealing with trauma and barely repressed rage on their own. It was a famous case though, so journalists come around every few years, and the internet has a bunch of theories. But lately some of them have received vaguely threatening postcards from someone who knows something, and they don’t know if it’s from an old teammate or maybe someone talked…

While I’m definitely interested in what exactly ended up happening in the woods, the adult storyline is my favourite. Melanie Lynskey as a homemaker with barely suppressed rage! Tawny Cypress running for state senator while dealing with her troubled young son! Juliette Lewis who’s been in and out of rehab for the last two decades and keeps a shotgun in the trunk of her car! And then Christina Ricci as a cheerfully terrifying nurse who seems to regard the past with fondness instead of as a source of horrific trauma. (I'm also very impressed with how the adult and teen cast matches up - not all of them quite match looks wise, but from mannerisms, etc you can tell that the actresses clearly talked a lot behind the scenes.)

So yes, you do need to watch this show! It has everything! Messy relationships between teenage girls, messy relationships between middle aged ladies, female rage, long term trauma, political attack ads implying cannibalism, slow burn cannibalism, “is this girl precognitive or schizophrenic or both”, weird antler symbolism, girls kissing, women kissing, a girl that sleeps with her best friend’s boyfriend but it’s clearly nothing to do with him it’s all about her best friend, a teenage girl pulling a Misery on the cute assistant coach, Juliette Lewis greeting Christina Ricci with a shotgun and Christina Ricci cheerfully offering her a drink, Rekha Sharma asking questions while lying about who she is, angry 90s lady music!