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masonmontz · 3 months ago

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gente kkkkkk não achei que um dia eu escreveria isso. enfim, já peço perdão se tá ruim, to enferrujada nisso, mas eu estava devendo esse imagine há muito tempo 🙃☺️

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— Richard, alguns torcedores estão te criticando nas redes sociais por causa do rendimento em campo, você acha que as festas e as mulheres estão te atrapalhando na hora de ajudar o Palmeiras nos jogos? — você pergunta propositalmente na coletiva após o jogo, e é quase possível ver fumaça saindo das orelhas de Richard, que apenas te encara com raiva.

— Y/n, eu te adoro, mas acho que o foco aqui é o time e não a vida pessoal do Ríos — Abel interrompe, não deixando Richard responder a pergunta. — Se tiver alguma sobre o time você pode perguntar.

— Claro — você olha para o papel em mãos, e a primeira pergunta nem era para ser feita, mas Richard Ríos foi o maior babaca na primeira entrevista que você fez com ele e você não media esforços para ser um pouco estúpida com ele também. — Abel, o esquema do jogo de hoje foi novo e mostrou um bom rendimento de alguns jogadores, você pensa em repetir isso no próximo jogo contra o Galo?

Abel começou a responder a pergunta enquanto Richard estava apenas ouvindo ao lado, você tentou segurar um sorriso ao perceber que tinha deixado ele irritado. Você fez mais algumas perguntas até outro jornalista começar a fazer perguntas para Abel e para Richard, que estava sério e respondendo as perguntas de maneira curta e grossa.

Não é segredo para ninguém que você e Richard Rios trocam farpas sempre que se encontram, e o motivo de tudo isso é por ele ter sido grosseiro na primeira entrevista que você fez com ele. Você tinha perguntado sobre o rendimento dele em campo após a convocação para a Seleção Colombiana, assim como o teu chefe tinha orientado, e Richard mandou você cuidar da sua vida e fazer perguntas sobre o jogo e não sobre a vida dele.

— Eu acho que você precisa pegar leve com ele, as pessoas já estão comentando sobre isso — Hugo, o câmera, é quem fala. Você revira os olhos. — É sério, S/n, você sabe que ele tem um monte de fãs doidas por aí e elas já estão comentando sobre você.

— Que comentem, eu não tenho culpa se o idolozinho delas é um otário — você dá de ombros. — Vou falar com a equipe do Palmeiras sobre as imagens do jogo, te encontro depois.

Você saiu antes que Hugo falasse alguma coisa e foi atrás de alguém da equipe de mídia do Palmeiras para verificar se as fotos que foram tiradas por ele podem ser publicadas no jornal no dia seguinte. Não demorou muito para você caminhar pelos corredores do Allianz com os papeis e o pendrive em mãos, e por sorte, a maioria dos corredores estavam vazios já que o jogo acabou há quase duas horas atrás.

Mas é claro que nem sempre as coisas acontecem como esperamos, porque Richard Rios aparece no corredor logo em seguida e caminha em sua direção com raiva.

— Qual a porra do teu problema comigo, S/n? — ele fala alto, erguendo os braços e parando na sua frente. — O que eu te fiz, ein?

— Com licença, preciso falar com a equipe de mídia — você fala e tenta passar por ele, mas Richard te impede e segura o seu braço, fazendo você encarar ele com raiva. — Me solta.

— Não, a gente vai resolver isso — ele fala e você revira os olhos, puxando o braço que ele ainda segurava.

— Eu não tenho nada pra resolver com você, Rios.

— Tem sim — ele retruca. — Você não pode falar essas palhaçadas pra todo mundo ouvir só porque tem raiva de mim. É a minha carreira porra, e a sua também.

— Eu apenas falei o que os torcedores acham sobre você — você fala rindo e ele bufa. — Se você tivesse sido menos babaca comigo isso não aconteceria.

— Você nunca pegou leve comigo — ele fala e você bufa, revirando os olhos. — Eu quero que você tire todas aquelas notícias que falou de mim nas últimas semanas.

— Não.

— Então eu vou te processar — ele fala e você dá uma risada debochada, deixando Rios mais irritado com você.

— Nem nos seus sonhos, Richard Rios — você fala encarando ele com bastante proximidade, mas tudo o que Richard faz é encarar os seus lábios com batom vermelho.

Você passa a língua pelos lábios quando encara os lábios dele também, e assim que o teu olhar e o de Richard se encontram, tudo muda. Ele olha ao redor do corredor e abre a porta atrás de você, te empurrando para dentro.

— O que você tá fazendo? — você pergunta brava, querendo sair. — Isso aqui tem cheiro de poeira.

— Fica quieta, S/n — ele pede e você bufa, cruzando os braços. Richard se aproxima e encara a sua boca mais uma vez. — Você tem que aprender a deixar essa boca bonita fechada.

— O que? — você pergunta, mas sente a respiração acelerar quando Richard se aproxima. — Eu não acho que isso é uma boa-

Quando você menos esperava, Richard grudou os lábios dele nos seus, te fazendo suspirar enquanto jogava os braços ao redor do pescoço dele.

As bocas se chocaram sedentas, e nem nos seus sonhos mais eróticos você imaginou que estaria se agarrando com Richard Rios em um dos depósitos do Allianz Parque. Ele te segurou pela cintura e te puxou contra ele, colocando você contra a parede e pressionando você contra ela. A língua dele na sua era uma das coisas mais quentes que você já experimentou, sentir os lábios grossos e macios dele no seu era melhor ainda. Richard segurou o seu lábio inferior entre os dentes e puxou, te fazendo suspirar.

Os seus dedos foram rapidamente de encontro ao cabelo macio dele e você não hesitou em puxar enquanto Richard colocava as duas mãos na sua bunda e tirava você do chão, te fazendo ficar entre a parede com apenas o corpo dele te segurando. Você enrolou as pernas ao redor da cintura dele enquanto ainda se entregavam a um beijo quente e desesperado.

Só naquele momento você se deu conta do quanto queria aquilo, algo que você nem imaginava. Poder sentir os lábios dele tão macios e que sabiam exatamente o que fazer, sentir o corpo dele malhado e quente contra o seu, que era muito menor que o dele. Talvez você encontrou os motivos pelos quais as mulheres ficam loucas por ele.

Ele pressionou a própria virilha contra você e você quase gemeu ao sentir o volume ali, rebolando contra ele para buscar mais alívio, e quase xingou sozinha por causa das roupas que ainda estavam entre vocês.

Vocês já estavam ofegantes e você sentia as próprias bochechas queimarem de calor. Você tirou as mãos dos cabelos de Richard e levou as unhas pelo peito dele até alcançar a barra da camisa, puxando para cima para tirar.

— Tira essa merda — Richard resmungou entre o beijo, levando as mãos até os botões da camisa social que você estava usando, e ele teve que se afastar para abrir os botões um a um. Não demorou muito para a camisa parar no chão, assim como a dele.

Era ridículo a maneira que você estava desesperada se esfregando contra ele, que sorria contra o beijo algumas vezes quando você se mostrava excitada por causa dele. Você afastou a boca da dele e seus lábios foram em direção ao pescoço dele em seguida, levando a sua língua em direção a tatuagem no pescoço e deixando uma lambida e sugando a pele, o que com certeza deixaria uma marca no dia seguinte.

Richard ainda te segurava contra a parede e você sentia cada vez mais o pau dele contra você, duro e grande. Ele segurou o seu pescoço com uma mão e pressionou o quadril dele contra você, te fazendo revirar os olhos enquanto encostava a cabeça contra a parede. Richard levou a língua até o seu pescoço deixando lambidas em direção ao seu ouvido.

— Se você não fosse tão babaca comigo eu já teria feito isso muito antes — ele sussurrou e você poderia ficar com raiva se fosse em outro momento, mas agora tudo o que você tinha na cabeça era Richard Richard Richard… — Me fala o que você quer.

— Porra nenhuma — você resmunga e puxa os lábios dele contra os seus novamente, fazendo ele ficar quieto.

Um homem em silêncio é sempre uma obra de arte.

Você se afastou do corpo dele e ele te colocou no chão novamente, e você rapidamente abriu o zíper da calça jeans e tirou, assim como os tênis que você estava usando. Richard não conseguia tirar o sorriso presunçoso do rosto e isso era o que mais te irritava ou te dava tesão. Você ainda não decidiu.

Ele sorriu quando levou apenas uma mão até o seu sutiã e abriu o fecho da frente, te empurrando contra a parede novamente quando te beijou e levou uma das mãos até o seu peito, segurando o mamilo entre as pontas do dedo e te provocando. Você levou uma das suas mãos até a bermuda dele, esfregando a palma da mão contra o volume ali, que era notável por causa do tecido mole da bermuda do time. Richard suspirou e levou a mão dele até a sua, guiando os movimentos mais rápidos conforme ele queria, ou então apertando os seus dedos contra o pau dele.

Richard puxou o shorts e a cueca boxer para baixo e você quase salivou ao observar toda a extensão rosada e com veias marcando. O tiktok e as teorias realmente nunca mentiram sobre o tamanho.

Richard se aproximou e te beijou e mais uma vez te colocou contra a parede, mas dessa vez ele levou dois dedos até o clitóris por cima do tecido da calcinha de renda, o gemido que saiu da sua boca não foi nada fofo, mas Richard pareceu ter gostado já que ele afastou o tecido da calcinha para o lado e te penetrou rapidamente os dois dedos.

Richard não poderia fechar os olhos em momento algum, pois queria observar cada reação no seu rosto, ou prestar atenção nos suspiros e gemidos que saiam da sua boca quando ele tocava em você.

— Chega… — você murmurou, levando uma mão até a mão dele e fazendo ele tirar os dedos de você, Richard não pensou duas vezes antes de levar os dedos até a sua boca, te fazendo chupar e sentir o teu próprio gosto.

Richard colocou as mãos na sua bunda e te puxou para cima mais uma vez, você levou a mão até o pau dele, masturbando algumas vezes antes de direcionar até a sua entrada.

Se tivesse alguém passando no corredor provavelmente teriam ouvido o gemido que vocês dois soltaram quando Richard penetrou tudo e grudou os lábios dele nos seus mais uma vez. Era tudo bagunçado, tudo muito quente, suado e gostoso.

Os movimentos de Richard eram rápidos e desesperados, as suas pernas ao redor da cintura dele deixavam ele mais próximo de você enquanto você puxava os cabelos dele ou arranhava as costas dele com a ponta das unhas.

Cada movimento de Richard fazia o quadril dele bater contra você e o barulho preencher toda a sala. Uma mão dele estava na sua bunda, a outra no seu pescoço te apertando enquanto te beijava e tudo era demais, tudo gritava por Richard enquanto ele invadia todos os seus sentidos. O ritmo dele estava te deixando enlouquecida. Cada vez que ele te penetrava fundo você quase via estrelas, e Richard estava igualmente em transe, desesperado com os movimentos, e maravilhado com a jornalista arrogante que estava totalmente entregue a ele.

Richard levou a mão que estava no seu pescoço até o seu clitóris, pressionando e te fazendo gemer alto quando sentiu a sensação quente do orgasmo se aproximando.

— Ah, isso — você suspirou, tentando se agarrar a ele no desespero. — Pode gozar.

— Mesmo? — ele perguntou, fechando os olhos enquanto você tentava rebolar o quadril de encontro ao dele.

Você concordou e largou a cabeça contra a parede, sentindo Richard acelerar os movimentos quando você gozou e se contraiu ao redor dele, gemendo alto e segurando os cabelos dele com força. Richard levou os lábios até o seu pescoço e gemeu, e você sentiu o pau dele pulsar dentro de você enquanto sentia todo o gozo dele escorrer.

Ele te segurou forte contra ele, te deixando imóvel e agarrada no corpo dele. Você fez carinhos leves no cabelo dele enquanto tentava controlar a respiração da mesma maneira que ele fazia, também ofegante. Richard deixou alguns beijos no seu pescoço antes de te colocar no chão, e você teve que se agarrar a ele com medo de cair por causa das pernas trêmulas.

— Tá tudo bem? — ele perguntou e você concordou, ainda com os braços ao redor do pescoço dele.

Aos poucos você foi se dando conta do que aconteceu e sentiu as bochechas esquentarem de vergonha. Meu Deus. Você não é uma mulher que transa com jogadores em salas que o acesso é proibido, muito menos com jogadores que você não gosta.

Você se afasta de Richard e sente ele te encarando enquanto você procura as suas roupas que estão por todos os lados. Vocês não falam nada e Richard também procura o uniforme que estava usando, e assim que vocês dois estão devidamente vestidos, ele se aproxima.

Richard coloca uma mecha do seu cabelo atrás da orelha e você desvia o olhar dele, sem querer se sentir abalada com esse gesto.

— Preciso ir embora — ele concorda e você anda até a porta, sem falar mais nada.

— S/n, espera… — você não deixa tempo para ele falar e fecha a porta do depósito, feliz por não ter ninguém no corredor naquele momento. Você corre para o primeiro banheiro que encontra e vê o seu estado, descabelada e suada.

Você ajeita o cabelo e tenta parecer o mais apresentável possível, mas tem a sensação de que todos sabem o que você fez.

— Finalmente, onde você estava? — Hugo pergunta assim que você encontra ele perto da saída.

— Passei um pouco mal, desculpa.

— Tá tudo bem agora?

— Vai ficar.

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footballerimaginess · 2 months ago

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Sharing a bed

Flufftober 2024 15. Sharing a bed Richard Rios Word Count: 343 This is my first time writing for Richard Rios, please give me feedback and hopefully I can write more for him!! "So here is your room" you smiled as you walked into your room to see someone already in it. "Oh er, excuse me? what are you doing here?" you asked politely as you felt like you were rudely interrupting the man as he sorted out his clothes.

You watched as he spun around on his heels. "Can I help you?" he asked as he stopped what he was doing. "Well I've been told that this is my room, but you're already here" you let out a nervous laugh as you nervously scratched your face. "Well as you can see I'm here, so you can't stay here. You need to find somewhere else to be" Richard spoke as you opened your mouth just before you spoke. "I, there's nowhere to go. I am sorry" you told him. "You need to go, this is mine" he told you again, not wanting to let this go as you span back around and headed downstairs to the hotel reception. "Excuse me, are you sure you don't have any other rooms?" you asked the receptionist. "No ma'am, we are very busy. We are awfully sorry, that is the only room we have" you nodded as you headed up again where you left your cases. "Oh- I see you are back" he laughed as you smirked. "Can't get rid of me that quickly unfortunately" you teased. "So I guess I'm stuck with you now, lucky me aye" Richard smirked. "You do look awfully familiar though, I must know you from somewhere" you asked. "Nope never seen you before, but I guess we'll know more about each other tonight" Richard smirked. "We will be, yes" you smiled as you started unpacking your clothes. "Looks like we'll be sharing a bed" you turned to see the double bed behind you. "Awkward, but alright" you shrugged as you watched the smirk appear on Richard's face. "Never awkward, it is absolutely fine. Just don't think about it" he replied. "Ahh yes I won't think about lying next to a total stranger." you blushed.

#hayleysflufftober #flufftober 2024 #richard rios x reader #football imagines #football imagine #football x reader #richard rios imagine #football one shots #football one shot #futbol imagines #futbol imagine

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mcbastardsmausoleum · 9 months ago

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Thursday, April 4, 2024

THE EPITAPH VOL. 78 - WARNER ARCHIVE MARCH RELEASES EDITION!

THE EPITAPH VOL. 78

WARNER ARCHIVE MARCH RELEASES EDITION!

3 GODFATHERS (1948) - LITTLE DRUMMER GIRL (1984) - THEY DRIVE BY NIGHT (1940) - STAND AND DELIVER (1984) - THE BOOB (1926) & WHY BE GOOD? (1929) - MONEY TALKS (1997)

3 GODFATHERS (1948)

Label: Warner Archive

Region Code: Region-Free

Rating: Unrated

Duration: 106 Minutes 16 Seconds

Audio: English DTS-HD MA 2.0 Dual-Mono with Optional English

Video: 1080p HD Fullscreen (1.37:1)

Director: John Ford

Cast: John Wayne, Pedro Armendariz, Harry Carey, Jr., Ward Bond, Mae Marsh, Jane Darwell, Ben Johnson

In the John Wayne/John Ford team-up 3 Godfathers based on Peter B. Kyne's 1913 novel, which had already been screen adapted several time before, including one by Ford himself. Here we have three desperados Bob Hightower (John Wayne, The Shootist), Pete (Pedro Armendáriz, Fort Apache) and The Abilene Kid (Harry Carey Jr., Rio Grande) ride into Welcome, Arizona to rob the bank. They make their escape on horseback but Pete is shot and wounded in the process, and Sheriff Buck Sweet (Ward Bond, Rio Bravo) manages to shoot a hole in their water bag leaving them without water to quench their thirst. Now wandering the desert looking for water and the keen sheriff always one step ahead of them, keeping them from nearby water supplies. They become lost during a sandstorm and losing their horses the trio end-up at a dried-up watering hole where they they come upon a covered wagon, inside is the Sheriff's niece in labor with a child. They aid her in giving birth, but she dies from complications of birthing, but not before she name the baby "Robert William Pedro Hightower" after the names of the men, making them promise to save her baby, and naming the godfathers of the child, which they out to do, but when the Sheriff discovers his daughter's death he blames in on the three desperados. This is a wonderful Technicolor shot western with a terrific cast, the Death Valley backdrop is stunning, especially during the windstorm scenes that look fantastic in restored HD. The restoration looks fantastic, extras include a beautifully restored version of MGM's earlier black and white version Three Godfathers (1936), directed by Richard Boleslavski and starring Chester Morris and Lewis Stone, plus Trailers for both film. I love having the earlier version on here as well, it makes for an interesting contrast and compare as the earlier version is much grimmer, with the Bob character played by Morris being a cutthroat killer, and heavier on the religious analogy, and it's also beautifully shot, making this a fantastic double-feature.

Special Features:

- Three Godfathers (1936) (80:59) (1080p HD 1.33:1, DTS-HD MA 2.0 Dual Mono with Optional English Subtitles)

- Original Theatrical Trailer (1948) (3:20)

- Original Theatrical Trailer (1936) (1:59)

LITTLE DRUMMER GIRL (1984)

Label: Warner Archive

Region Code: Region-Free

Rating: R

Duration: 130 Minutes 34 Seconds

Audio: English 2.0 Stereo with Optional English Subtitles

Video: 1080p HD Widescreen (1.85:1)

Director: George Roy Hill

Cast: Diane Keaton, Yorgo Voyagis, Klaus Kinski, Sami Frey

In this overstuffed thriller Diane Keaton (Annie Hall) stars as Charlie, an American stage actress working in Europe is recruited by Israeli Intelligence agency Mossad to go undercover to track down a Palestinian terrorist Khalil (Sami Frey, Black Widow) who is targeting high-profile Jews. Directed by George Roy Hill (Funny Farm) and adapted from the 1983 novel of the same name by John le Carré this cloak and dagger thriller also features Klaus Kinski (Aguirre, the Wrath of God) as Israeli spymaster Martin Kurtz, Yorgo Voyagis as spy Joseph who seduces and recruits Charlie, pulling her into a web of lies that ends up with her acting a double-agent being taken to Beirut to train at a terrorist camp before being send on assignment by Khalil to assassinate a Jewish professor. The film takes us to London, Munich, Athens, Jerusalem and Beirut , there's a menagerie of characters that float in and out that make it a bit difficult to stay focused on the main plot. Also not helping is that the film is so overstuffed that character motivations are merely sketches, I never did quite figure out how a pro-Palestinian anti-Zionist left-wing actress was successfully recruited by Israeli intelligence to their cause, let alone to seduce and kill for them. Needless to say, in these current times this is an interesting premise that might get some attention now that its making it;s HD debut, but I doubt it will generate much conversation in that it feels so muddled and muted. This is one that I had never seen nor heard of until it was announced, coming from the director of Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid, The Sting, Funny Farm and The World According to Garp, I was curious about it, but did not end up loving it, even Kinski seems subdued unmotivated this time around, and you could usually count on madman Kinski to deliver the goods, but like everyone else he seems to be struggling with the material. The Blu-ray from Warner Archive is handsomely restored and filmic with uncompressed audio, the only extras is a Trailer.

Special Features:

- Original Theatrical Trailer (1:49)

THEY DRIVE BY NIGHT (1940)

Labe: Warner Archive

Region Code: Region Free

Rating: Unrated

Duration: 95 Minutes

Audio: English DTS-HD MA 2.0 Dual-Mono with Optional English Subtitles

Video: 1080p HD (1.33:1)

Director: Raoul Walsh

Cast: George Raft, Ann Sheridan, Ida Lupino, Humphrey Bogart, Gale Page, Alan Hale, Roscoe Carns

Amidst the Great Depression independent truckers Joe and Paul Fabrini are barely making ends meet, and at the start of the film are three payments behind on their rig. Paul (Humphrey Bogart, The Maltese Falcon) dreams of spending more time with his wife, and holding down a corporate gig with steady hours and pay, while and Joe (George Raft, Scarface) has his eye on becoming a trucking bigwig someday. At a diner Joe encounters red-haired Cassie Hartley (Ann Sheridan, Angels with Dirty Faces), who is easy on the eyes and quick-witted, they start a relationship and shortly after Paul loses an arm in an accident after he falls asleep at the wheel. Joe ends up accepting a managerial job working for a trucking outfit run by Ed Carlson (Alan Hale Sr.) but finds himself ducking come-on by the guy's wife Lana Carlson (Ida Lupino, The Big Knife), who is straight-up troub le from her first second on screen. Tired of her drunken husband she murders him and offers Joe a 50% stake in the company, with strings attached, 'natch. However, when Joe announces he's getting married she confesses to the crime, but she's gonna take Joe with her! Joe of her husband's murder in this hard-edged, classic drama directed by Raoul Walsh (High Sierra) starts off as an engrossing wildcat trucker melodrama and evolves into a damn fine noir-tinged thriller with Ida Lupino stealing the show as the increasingly unhinged Mrs. Carlson. Bogart is also terrific, but he plates third fiddle after Lupino's femme fatale and stand-up guy Raft, maybe even fourth after the wisecracking Sheridan who is fantastic as well, but he has presence to spare, and it's not surprise that he went onto Hollywood icon status not long after. The Blu-ray from Warner Archive looks impressive in HD, not a blemish to squint at anywhere, solid grayscale and largely filmlike. Extras include a Lux Radio Theater Broadcast starring George Raft and Lana Turner; a 11-min featurette with historians Leonard Maltin, Eric Lax, and Robert Osborne waxing nostalgic; a vintage 19-min musical-comedy short, plus the trailer.

Special Features:

- Lux Radio Theater Broadcast with George Raft and Lana Turner (6/2/41) (44:22)

- Featurette: Divided Highway - The Story of They Drive By Night (10:35)

- Vintage WB Short SWINGTIME IN THE MOVIES (1938) (19:09)

- Original Theatrical Trailer (1:51)

STAND AND DELIVER (1984)

Label: Warner Archive

Region Code: Region-Free

Rating: PG

Duration: 103 Minutes 33 Seconds

Audio: English DTS-HD MA 2.0 with Optional English Subtitles

Video: 1080p HD Widescreen (1.85:1)

Director: Ramon Menendez

Cast: Edward James Olmos, Lou Diamond Phillips, Rosana De Soto, Andy Garcia, Ingrid Oliu, Vanessa Marquez, Estelle Harris

The based-on-a-true-story drama Stand and Deliver (1988) is directed by Ramón Menéndez (Money For Nothing), and stars Edward James Olmos (Blade Runner) as Jaime 'Kemo' Escalante, a quirky teacher at a East Los Angeles inner-city high school where the students routinely under perform academically. When he learns that the school accreditation is on the line he sets the goal of having his kids not only learn calculus but to have them ace the Advanced Placement Calculus by their senior year. The unruly kids are initially reluctant and difficult to reign in, but he wins them over through his oddball and unconventional ways of teaching. This is one of those feel good inspirational movies that while largely embellished and dramatized for cinematic effect is was quite an enjoyable watch when I saw it on cable numerous times as a teen, if a bit trite when pitted against reality these days. That's not to say their are not teachers out there who go above and beyond for their kids, there absolutely are and I was lucky to had a few myself, but this is just a bit too saccharine and overly dramatized to ever hot on an emotional level for me, especially now as a jaded adult, this feels like a Hollywood fairytale more than anything resembling reality. The film also stars Lou Diamond Phillips (Supernova) as a gang member who initially gives Kemo hassles, other actors playing students include Ingrid Oliu (Hellhole), and the late Vanessa Marquez (Maniac Cop III: Badge of Silence), plus keep an eye out for Estelle Harris (George's mom from Seinfeld!) as a the principal's secretary and Andy Garcia (Geostorm) who plays an agent from the Educational Testing Service who show up to investigate how a group of poor inner-city kids could do so well, suspecting cheating has transpired. That said, this was/is a popular movie, hard to believe it's only now debuting on Blu-ray thanks to the Warner Archive, who do a terrific job restoring it for it's Blu-ray debut.

Special Features:

- Original Theatrical Trailer

THE BOOB (1926) & WHY BE GOOD? (1929) SILENT CLASSICS DOUBLE-FEATURE

Label: Warner Archive

Region Code: Region-Free

Rating: Unrated

Duration: 60 Minutes 15 Seconds (The Boob) / 81 Minutes 22 Seconds (Why Be Good?)

Audio: DTS-HD MA 2.0 Dual-Mono

Video: B&W 1080p HD Fullscreen (1.33:1)

Director: William A. Wellman & William A. Seiter

Cast: Gertrude Olmstead, George K. Arthur, Joan Crawford, Charles Murray, Colleen Moore

In The Boob (1926) simple country boy Peter Good (George K. Arthur), the titular boob. is crestfallen when his former gal Amy (Gertrude Olmsted) becomes infatuated by city dandy Harry Benson (Antonio D’Algy). His friend Cactus Jim comes up with a plan to win her back by dressing up Peter in a poor-fitting cowboy outfit and arming him with a six-shooter, so he can round-up some alleged bootleggers, ti impress her. Also around are Peter's pal Ham Bunn and his faithful dog Benzine, the latter of whom actually provides most the this flick's entertainment. The plot involves Peter storming a local club The Booklovers, an alleged book-themed speakeasy. It turns out that Benson is a bootlegger, and we also get an early appearance from Joan Crawford (Strait-Jacket) as an undercover prohibition agent. The silent-era sight gags and comedy are a tad uninspired, but the slapstick shenanigans are not without charm. An early film from director William A. Wellman (Westward the Women) didn;t exactly set my eyeballs on fire but still an interesting comedy surio of the silent era.

The second half of this silent era double-feature is WHy be Good? (1929) wherein wide-eyed star Colleen Moore (The Scarlett Letter) plays vivacious jazz-era flapper Pert Kelly, who is a good girl who works at a department store, but loves to dance in the trendy flapper fashions, have a good time, and enter dance competitions, much to the chagrin of her father who feel the lifestyle is immoral. After a night on the town she meets Winthrop Peabody Jr (Neil Hamilton, Commissioner Gordon from the 60's Batman TV show!) and hit it off bigtime, but it turns out he's the son of her employer which creates complications at the workplace when it is revealed that he is the new personnel manager at the store, but that his father had forbade him to date the staff. This one has more substance that The Boob, a good mix of melodrama and comedy, some fantastic dancing sequences, but it's Olmstead who singularly steals the show here, such a cutey, as her virtue is put to the test by Winthrop. Both flicks looks stellar with handsome restorations that are quite stunning for these nearly century old films, the latter shows some scratches and both of brief moments of wonky contrast but otherwise these look marvelous. The Boob is a silent film, but we do get a fun piano score by Arthur Barrow that was added to the film in 2003, and Why Be Good? which is a sound-comedy features the original Vitaphone soundtrack with musical score, sound effects and synchronized singing, though no other audible dialogue. The Vitaphone soundtrack is nicely restored but does have a light layer of hiss, but never rising to the level of distraction. No extras for this silent-era double-feature but seeing these nearly 100 year-old comedies get loving restorations is treat enough for me.

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- None

MONEY TALKS (1997)

Label: Warner Archive

Region Code: Region-Free

Rating: R

Duration: 96 Minutes

Audio: English DTS-HD MA 2.0 Dual-Mono with Optional English Subtitles

Video: 1080p HD Widescreen (2.39:1)

Director: Brett Ratner

Cast: Chris Tucker, Charlie Sheen, Heather Locklear, Gerard Ismael, Paul Sorvino

I am used to Warner Archive unearthing flicks from the 30's through the 6o's that are new to me, but it's pretty rare that I see them bring a 90's flick to Blu-ray that I have never heard of previously, as is the case with this Bret Ratner (Rush Hour) directed action-comedy starring Chris Tucker (The Fifth Element) as Franklin Hatchett, a fast-talking small time car wash hustler in L.A. who gets busted after the meddling of tabloid TV reporter James Russell (Charlie Sheen, The Boys Next Door). On a prison bound bus Franklin is seated next to French criminal Raymond Villard (Gerard Ismael, The Last Romantic Lover) when his crew attack the transport, in the bloody aftermath Franklin is wrongfully accused of killing cops, he manages to escape with his life but seeks out the help of news reporter Russell, and both end up wrongfully accused and on the run from the law and Villard and his henchmen. If you're a fan of Rush Hour this certainly falls into that sweet spot of urban action-comedy, we have a straight man, the annoying antics of Tucker, and plenty of L.A. scenery. There's also a stellar cast here, we have both Paul Gleason (Sixteen Candles) and Daniel Roebuck (Dudes) as detectives, Heather Locklear (The Return of Swamp Thing) as James fiancé, Elise Neal (Mission To Mars) as Paula Franklin's pregger girlfriends, plus Paul Sorvino (The Stuff) and Veronica Cartwright (Invasion of the Body Snatchers) as James's soon to be in-laws. Super breezy, action-packed and slickly made, this was a fun 90's action-comedy that delivered everything I expected, car chases, shoot outs, explosions galore, and snappy banter between the leads. The new scan looks terrific with excellent depth and clarity, color reproduction pleases with lots of punchy highlights, and the uncompressed audio is solid. The only extras is a Trailer, which is a bummer, but otherwise a top-notch A/V presentation for an underserved flick.

Special Features:

- Original Theatrical Trailer

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Episode 180 - Pulp

This episode we’re talking about the fiction genre of Pulp! We talk about aliens, Mounties, sleuths, and vigilantes as discuss what counts as pulp and what doesn’t!

You can download the podcast directly, find it on Libsyn, or get it through Apple Podcasts, Stitcher, Google Podcasts, or your favourite podcast delivery system.

In this episode

Anna Ferri | Meghan Whyte | Matthew Murray | Jam Edwards

Things We Read (or tried to…)

Zenith Rand, Planet Vigilante by Richard Tooker

The Aliens by Murray Leinster

“All the Colors of the Rainbow” by Leigh Brackett

Republished in The Future is Female! 25 Classic Science Fiction Stories by Women, from Pulp Pioneers to Ursula K. Le Guin edited by Lisa Yaszek

The Blaft Anthology of Tamil Pulp Fiction, Vol. I edited by Rakesh Khanna, translated by Pritham K. Chakravarthy

Sally the Sleuth by Adolphe Barreaux - Forward by Tim Hanley

Scarlet Riders: Pulp Fiction Tales of the Mounties edited by Don Hutchison

Planet Scumm - Issue 15: Major Arcana

The Battle of York by James Stoddard

Other Media We Mentioned

Two-Fisted Library Stories on itch.io

Encyclopedia of Pulp Fiction Writers by Lee Server

Sensuous Science Fiction from the Weird and Spicy Pulps edited by Sheldon Jaffery

McSweeney's Enchanted Chamber of Astonishing Stories edited by Michael Chabon

A Study in Emerald by Neil Gaiman (Wikipedia)

The Importance of Being Earnest by Oscar Wilde (Wikipedia)

Links, Articles, and Things

Episode 179 - Battle of the Books 2023

The Fantastical Pulp Art of 1960s and ’70s Mexico

Two-Fisted Library Stories on itch.io

The Shadow (Wikipedia)

Pulp collections available online:

The Pulp Magazines Project: “an archive of all-fiction pulpwood magazine from 1896-1946”

The Pulp Magazine Archive at Internet Archive

Weird menace (Wikipedia)

Episode 19: Weird Fiction (not “New Weird” as Matthew says)

Sauron (comics) (Wikipedia)

Betty Ross (Wikipedia)

Heritage Minutes: Sam Steele

Canada Vignettes: Log Driver's Waltz

15 Pulp Novels & Anthologies by BIPOC Authors

Every month Book Club for Masochists: A Readers’ Advisory Podcasts chooses a genre at random and we read and discuss books from that genre. We also put together book lists for each episode/genre that feature works by BIPOC (Black, Indigenous, & People of Colour) authors. All of the lists can be found here.

Adios Muchachos by Daniel Chavarría, translated by Carlos Lopez

Ring Shout by P. Djèlí Clark

Bad Men and Wicked Women by Eric Jerome Dickey

Four Bullets for Dillon by Derrick Ferguson

The Green Lama: Scions by Adam Lance Garcia

The Banks by Roxane Gay and Ming Doyle

A Rage in Harlem by Chester Himes

Blind Corners by Jemir Robert Johnson

It Came from Del Rio by Stephen Graham Jones

The Blaft Anthology of Tamil Pulp Fiction edited by Rakesh Khanna, translated by Pritham K. Chakravarthy

Vengeance is Mine, All Others Pay Cash by Eka Kurniawan, translated by Annie Tucker

Once Upon a Time in Afrika by Balogun Ojetade

One-Shot Harry by Gary Phillips

Black Pulp II edited by Kimberly Richardson

Trail of Lightning by Rebecca Roanhorse

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Join us again on Tuesday, August 22nd when we’ll be talking about books and other media we’ve recently enjoyed!

Then on Tuesday, September 5th when we’ll be discussing the format of Lyric Poetry!

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New Comic Book Releases - 4/05/23

If you're not familiar with where to go to find comics you can use this locator. Let's go ahead and take a look at what's out this week. If you want to see what you may have missed in the past, check here. 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cup-and-chaucer · 2 years ago

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One Thought About Each Book I Read This Year

Book Stats: 47 (possibly 48?) books; 60% fiction; 40% non-fiction; 57% female-identifying authors; 12.7% in translation

Sex with Shakespeare by Jillian Keenan: This woman gets me; like, yes, I too have figured out everything from grief to sexuality through shakespeare.

Galatea by Madeline Miller: sometimes we all need to write a caffeine-fueled one-shot piece of fanfic at 2am and some of us have access to professional publishers

I Am, I Am, I Am: Seventeen Brushes with Death by Maggie O'Farrell: Like every Maggie O'Farrell book, I read this, love this, cried at it, and no longer remember what it was about.

Hour of the Witch by Chris Bojalian: I wanted to bite everyone in this book. And not in a sexy way.

The Mirror and the Light by Hilary Mantel: A tale of what happens when the gatekeep, gaslight, girlboss meme reaches its final form.

Notes from the Underground by Fyodor Dostoyevsky: Why I decided to read this when I was so depressed I could barely shower I don't know but I did and it didn't help. 10/10 read though.

Little Weirds by Jenny Slate: A book that is maybe bad but maybe saved my life.

The Testament of Mary by Colm Toibin: oh but this was an interesting one--a refocus on Mary as a mother.

Nomadland by Jessica Bruder: Important topic, bad execution.

Bolla by Pajtim Statovici: this man took every trigger warning that has ever existed and called it a book; jesus christ, my guy. nihilism is just exhausting

This is Water by David Foster Wallace: I loved this! So important!

A Practical Christianity by Jane Shaw: Fine.

The Good Lord Bird by James McBride: Mixed feelings! I'm glad I read it and will never read again; also frederick douglass wasn't a pedophile. i just. for the record.

This Will All Be Over Soon by Cecily Strong: I thought this was a beautiful book and I'm so glad I got to meet Owen through these pages.

How The Irish Saved Civilization by Thomas Cahill: LOL not great history but a GREAT read.

Sprit Run by Noe Alvarez: This was. Not Good. I'm sorry. I was rooting for you.

Tyrant by Stephen Greenblatt: This will be remembered not for being a great book on Shakespeare but for being an artifact of its time and that's alright with me actually.

Snow, Glass, Apples by Neil Gaiman: Fun rainy night read.

Gentleman Jack by Anna Choma; One of my favorites of the year and now I'm horny for a dead woman. Again.

Fludd by Hilary Mantel: I love nuns that spontaneously burst into flame too, hilary.

Blood Water Paint by Joy McCollough: NO

The Abolition of Man & The Great Divorce by C.S. Lewis: I'm going to be honest with you, I skimmed The Abolition of Man but the Great Divorce maybe altered my brain chemistry or at least gave me a framework for my brain chemistry to exist

The Silence of the Girls by Pat Barker: If you read this book and don't like this book, I'm going to bite you. Once again, not in a sexy way.

Bluets by Maggie Nelson: What a wonderful little volume about love and loss and color.

Becoming Mrs. Lewis by Patti Callahan: I liked this so much more than I thought I was going to! I would totally read more of her c.s. lewis fanfiction

The Education of an Idealist by Samantha Power: I have a crush on Samantha Power. also, a good introduction to the ideas behind liberal interventionism and the obama administration's foreign policy trajectory

The True Tragedie of Richard III by Thomas Legge: This made me laugh out loud multiple times.

The Essex Serpent by Sarah Perry: a group of lovely characters looking at fOsSiLs. everyone in this book is precious to me.

If We Were Villians by M.L. Rio: guys, it's just a mystery novel and a rather unremarkable one at that.

A Grief Observed by C.S. Lewis: I mean what is there to say. beautiful.

Convenience Store Woman by Sayaka Murata: i really want to go to a convenience store in japan.

All the Feels by Olivia Dade: the most heterosexual novel ever

House of Names by Colm Toibin: the first third of this is gorgeous and the last 2/3s are hot garbage

The Lost Daughter by Elena Ferrante: I need to call my mom both more and less.

I'm Glad My Mom Died by Jeannette McCurdy: what a back to back reading experience and i am also glad her mom is dead?!?!?!?!?

Disfigured by Amanda LeDuc: I wanted to like this so, so much and I am so, so sorry that I didn't

Rubyfruit Jungle by Rita Mae Brown: I wish i had this woman's body count.

Endurance: Shackleton's Incredible Voyage by Alan Lansing: THIS IS HOW YOU WRITE NARRATIVE NON FICTION THIS IS HOW YOU DO IT

White Nights by Fyodor Dostoyevsky: Lovely.

Orwell's Roses by Rebecca Solnit: meandering. gorgeous. impactful. nonsensical.

Deathless by Cathrynne M. Valente: it has been probably the book that has impacted my writing the most this year; people underestimate the power of this book, i think

I Was Better Last Night by Harvey Fierstein: i learned a lot about fierstein in this book but mostly about how you must fail to create art

Norse Mythology by Neil Gaiman: now a sigyn/angroboda/loki shipper. i'm sorry, they rule my brain now.

Milk Fed by Melissa Brouder: JUSTICE FOR MIRIAM

The Good Man Jesus and the Scoundrel Christ by Philip Pullman: Who knew that Jesus having an evil twin could produce the most boring book ever

A Wrinkle in Time by Madeleine L'Engle: Calvin O'Keefe IS the reason I am still single.

The Swallowed Man by Edward Carey: You need to read the dedication to understand this book.

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calkale · 1 year ago

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oh shit im drinking so you know its time for character lore

I feel like the way I interpret top gun characters is fairly different than most people on this website so totally cool if you see him differently but here we go <3

i think the best way to understand slider is to listen to bruce springsteen. he does listen to nickelback and metallica and creed but bruce springsteen will always be his favourite. hes from new jersey and his mothers italian and he has a weird relationship with his dad what more do you want. I also think the album teenage dixie by muscadine bloodline fits very well with how i see him as a teenager.

the man cares a lot, he’ll never say it out loud but he loves love. He’ll fight for someone’s friendship when he knows they need it. When he first met ice he was just the shy kid next door, he stayed at his grandmothers over the summer who just happened to live next to sliders family, once a week he would go over and ask if ice wanted to play, eventually he said yes and they spend hours talking on the swing-set sliders dad had built in their backyard.

After a long talk with his father ice started living with his grandmother and going to high school with slider, it was a big step down from where his mother and father wanted him to go but he made a promise to them that he would keep his grades up and join sports teams so he could get into the naval academy. Slider had always wanted to fly, he always pictured himself joining the air force, at least for a few years, but because of ice he applied to the naval academy. He knew ice wanted to fly and ice knew slider wanted to fly but slider also knew ice didn't trust anybody else, thats why slider became his rio. He knew one day he would get his pilots license for himself and he did, he retired from the navy once ice stopped flying and became an airline pilot.

While in high school Slider’s mom got sick, it ruined his father. Slider was skipping classes to spend time with her in the hospital. He spent most nights sleeping in his truck so he didn’t have to sleep in the same house as his father. Eventually his mother got better but a few months later slider left for the naval academy, his father got better too after a few years and they were happy again but it took longer for slider to trust his father again even tho he knew he wanted to.

Growing up in a small town he knew everyone and everyone knew him. It was more movie-small town than actual small town meaning everyone was kind and genuine rather than drunk and depressed. He still goes back between deployments and helps out around town, he doesn't ask for money he's just there to help. If someone needs help fixing the roof of their house or theyre shot staffed at the bar they call richard (sliders dad) who then calls slider. He’ll spend hours telling stories about flying or listening to people tell stories from “the good old days” and he loves it, he loves the people he grew up with.

i think thinking about his past and giving him a story that he now looks back on says more than just stating what his motives are or what he likes so i hope you get something from this but really he's just a guy who cares about people more than he should, he’s willing to give things up or wait longer than he needs to if he knows someone else needs his support. sometimes he comes off as mean and overprotective but its half the fighter pilot persona and half his father, you don't want to be on his bad side but it’s also incredibly hard to actually get on his bad side. He loves people, he loves helping in any way he can, he loves bruce springsteen, he loves working out, he loves his truck, he loves flying, he loves messing with people (especially mav), he just loves life even after all its thrown at him, his family and his friends he’s just happy with his life.

im exhausted but i have his entire life and character in my brain so if theres anything more you wanna know just ask but i hope this gives you some idea of what hes like

Currently trying to understand and pinpoint Ron "Slider" Kerner. Who are you Slider... what are your motivations... what are your goals... what is your favourite colour... why are you in the navy...

if anyone has any concrete thoughts about slider... please share them with me... who is this man... do you think he listens to nickelback? or does he think Metallica is the greatest band of all time?

#big emphasis on ‘he’s willing to give things up or wait longer than he needs to if he knows someone else needs his support’#ron slider kerner

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afterglowsainz · 15 days ago

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richard rios and 98!!! 😁

save your tears for another day | richard rios

song; save your tears (remix) - the weeknd ft. ariana grande

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Your relationship with Richard was always tumultuous, to say the least—if not outright toxic. The good days were amazing; he treated you like an absolute princess, you laughed at the same jokes, and you were perfectly in sync. But the bad days were terrible. The fights got so out of hand that the neighbors had called the police a couple of times, knocking on the door of the apartment you shared in São Paulo. Richard would always leave without giving you an explanation—he’d simply run away, leaving you with your heart in your hand and tears threatening to fall.

You couldn’t pinpoint exactly when things began to fall apart for you two. Maybe it was the pressure of his career, the monotony of the relationship, or the fact that things were getting too serious too fast. But after one particularly heated argument, you knew it was time to leave. You took advantage of the fact that—like always—Richard had walked out instead of facing the issue and packed your bags. You would’ve liked to say goodbye to him; after all, you loved him. But he was gone, and you were still there. And you knew that maybe someday you’d have to see him again. So, just like him, you left.

Now, months after the breakup, Richard couldn’t take his eyes off you as he watched you dance in the middle of the floor at the exclusive São Paulo nightclub you both happened to end up in. Out of all the nightlife spots in the entire city, the two of you had to wind up in the same one. If you’d seen him, you gave no sign of it, so he kept watching. You looked incredibly happy with your friends, dancing to the rhythm of the music and sipping gin and tonics like always. You looked incredibly happy without him. The blinding lights highlighted the sparkle of your smile as you laughed at something your friends said, and Richard found himself smiling too, caught up in the glow of your happiness.

But the feeling of being watched crept up on you like tiny ants, and you turned your head toward the eyes that hadn’t left your figure since the moment you walked into the club.

And you saw him.

His unmistakable honey-colored eyes stared at you so intently that you felt a pressure in your chest. It was the first time you’d seen him in months. You didn’t know if it was the alcohol or the intensity of the moment, but you felt a single, treacherous tear slide down your cheek—and Richard’s heart broke a little when he saw it.

Despite the months of no contact, for some reason, Richard still held onto the hope of getting you back. He hoped you’d give him another chance to prove he’d changed, that he understood how much of an idiot he’d been when he was with you, that he’d taken his frustrations out on you unfairly, that he’d never run away from you again. He wanted to tell you all of this with his gaze, across the crowded club full of people who had no idea that, for a moment, the only two people in the world were the two of you.

You quickly wiped the tear from your cheek, breaking eye contact with him and taking away the privilege of letting him say all of that without words. And you did what you’d always hated about him but had now mastered yourself.

You ran away.

Richard realized it was too late. He’d lost you. You deserved someone better.

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masonmontz · 7 months ago

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Amo sua escrita. Queria pedir um hot do Piquerez onde ele e uma mulher que ele ama foram fazer um favor pra alguém e ficam presos na estrada porque está chovendo muito e vão tem que parar pra dormir no motel. Ela não quer se entregar pra ele por ele ser festeiro, puteiro etc, mas ele real gosta dela. Tudo começa a desenrolar e então ele faz oral nela, ela é mt inexperiente e tb virgem mas resolve deixar se entregar pra ele. Se puder fazer o pós sexo tb🥹 realiza meu sonho autora

NOTAS: quatro dias pra escrever isso tudo, socorro!!! é um pedido especial e espero que a pessoa que pediu goste (mesmo eu tendo feito algumas alterações do pedido), assim como vocês xx

avisos: desenvolvimento + hot

PARTE 2

— Eu me sinto mal quando não posso te ajudar — você fala enquanto coloca as mãos no ombro de Joaquin, que apenas dá um sorriso triste e dá de ombros. — Sinto muito pelo jogo.

— Está tudo bien — ele fala, mas você sabe que por dentro ele está se sentindo péssimo. Nem todos os dias são bons e infelizmente, dessa vez, ele perdeu um pênalti, sendo motivo de diversos xingamentos nas redes sociais do time. Mesmo falando diversas vezes para ignorar os comentários nas publicações, você sabia que de tempos em tempos ele abria algo para ler o que a torcida estava falando dele e ele se sentia extremamente culpado pela derrota do dia anterior.

— O time jogou mal, Pique, não é culpa sua — Gomez fala e você concorda, sentando novamente ao lado de Joaquin.

Gomez convidou para um churrasco mais íntimo na casa dele a noite e você foi, sabendo que Joaquin provavelmente também iria. Você acabou virando amiga de Jazmin há algum tempo quando começou a frequentar a mesma academia que ela e, aos poucos, você foi se tornando importante para ela a ponto de começar a participar de alguns eventos, automaticamente, isso te fez conhecer alguns dos jogadores.

Entre Veiga, Flaco, Luan, Mayke e Piquerez, sem dúvidas o último foi o que você mais se aproximou e criou uma verdadeira amizade durante esse um pouco mais de um ano de contato, entretanto, você sempre notou que ele tinha segundas intenções, mas também sempre deixou claro que não haveria nada além da amizade entre vocês dois.

Joaquin, por outro lado, encontrou em você a amizade que ele precisava, ainda mais por se sentir sozinho na maioria dos dias. Quando sentia falta da família e dos amigos do Uruguai, ele corria para você, em quem ele encontrou um ombro que ajudava ele em momentos difíceis, mas também apenas alguém que ele confiava e sabia que podia contar para qualquer coisa.

— Você precisa parar de se culpar tanto assim — você fala, aceitando o bombom que Pia entrega e deixando um beijo na bochecha dela, que logo em seguida corre novamente para o quarto. — Você mais do que ninguém sabe que o time tem dias bons e ruins, não deixa isso te consumir por dentro.

Joaquin poderia demonstrar várias coisas para os outros, mas para você ele não conseguia esconder nada do que realmente era. A maioria das pessoas via ele como brincalhão, baladeiro, mulherengo e desapegado tanto das obrigações do time quanto das pessoas. Talvez ele realmente era baladeiro e mulherengo, porém, Joaquin também era carinhoso, atencioso e mais do que nunca, preocupado com cada passo que dava em relação ao time, ao seu desempenho, as obrigações, apenas não demonstrava isso para muitas pessoas, mas você teve a sorte de ser a pessoa a quem ele depositou a confiança e já conhecia muito dele.

— Papa no fez gol — Lucca fala enquanto ergue os braços para o pai, querendo colo. Gustavo pega ele e apesar de tudo, dá risada do que o filho fala.

— É, papa no fez gol para você — ele responde, fazendo cócegas na barriga do filho, que apenas ri, logo sendo colocado no chão de novo.

— Acho que está na minha hora — você diz enquanto levanta da cadeira, sendo seguida por Joaquin, que também avisa que vai para casa. Vocês dois se despedem de Jazmin e Gustavo, agradecendo pela janta e logo em seguida saindo pela porta, andando em direção ao elevador.

— Eu te levo — Joaquin fala assim que nota você abrir o aplicativo do Uber, bisbilhotando seu celular por cima dos ombros.

— Não precisa — você responde, mesmo sabendo que ele vai fazer de tudo para te convencer a aceitar a carona. — Logo um Uber chega.

— S/N, não vou te deixar sozinha por aí essa hora — ele responde. Joaquin precisa apenas descer dois andares até estar em casa, ao contrário de você, que precisa de uma viagem de carro de pelo menos quinze minutos até estar no aconchego do seu apartamento.

— Não tenho como recusar, não é?

— Não mesmo.

Poucos minutos depois você já está dentro do carro dele enquanto ele dirigia devagar pela cidade, já tendo decorado o caminho até o seu apartamento de tantas vezes que te levou para casa após alguma mini festa de alguém do time ou após uma noite de balada com ele e outros amigos que vocês tinham em comum, pois sempre preferia ir de Uber e tomar ao menos um drink ao invés de beber e dirigir.

— Você ainda vai viajar com nós, né? — Joaquin pergunta.

— Acho que sim, Jaz ficou de me avisar se a viagem vai dar certo.

— Claro que vai, todo o pessoal já confirmou.

— Eu sei, Joaquin, mas me sinto uma intrusa no meio de todos vocês — você fala. — Eu não sou parte do time.

— Você é minha amiga e amiga de várias pessoas, todos te querem lá.

— Vou pensar.

Joaquin dá um sorriso de canto e você não consegue segurar o próprio sorriso, sabendo que mesmo se tivesse dúvidas sobre a viagem que eles estavam programando para os dias de folga, ele ou Jazmin acabariam te convencendo a ir. Até Pia ou Lucca conseguiriam te convencer de participar dos dois dias de folga. Por sorte, você também tinha um trabalho flexível o suficiente para se ausentar durante a semana.

Assim que ele estaciona na frente do seu prédio, após longos minutos conversando sobre assuntos aleatórios no carro, você recolhe sua bolsa para poder sair do carro.

— S/N, você pode ir comigo para a viagem, se quiser — ele fala e você consegue notar perfeitamente o tom envergonhado dele. — Eu sou o único que vou sozinho e você não precisa ir dirigindo.

— A Jazmin me chamou para ir com ela, mas acho que aceito a sua carona — Você responde. — De qualquer forma, meu carro ainda está na mecânica. Você vai na segunda a tarde?

— Eu pensei em ir à noite, tenho una entrevista segunda a tarde.

— Ah, tudo bem — você responde. — Melhor assim, tenho algumas coisas pendentes no escritório também. Obrigada pela carona, Joaquin.

Você coloca a mão no trinco da porta do carro e abre, mas sente o braço de Joaquin sobre sua mão e fecha a porta novamente.

— S/N, na verdade eu queria te falar uma coisa — ele fala e coça a nuca, como se não soubesse o que dizer.

— Pode falar — você incentiva, olhando para ele e guardando o celular na bolsa.

Joaquin suspira e desvia o olhar para o volante, mas em seguida volta a te encarar.

— Ah, você sabe — ele começa, — eu gosto de você e queria saber se você quer sair comigo algun dia.

— Joaquin, nós já conversamos sobre isso — você fala, sabendo que é um tópico que ele sempre volta desde que se conheceram.

— Eu sei, S/N, mas você já terminou há mais de um ano e eu sei que você também gosta de mim.

Joaquin não está errado. Você suspira, sem saber como responder. Não é mentira que você acha ele bonito e com toda certeza ficaria com ele caso ele não fosse quem ele é. E é isso que você sabe que chateia ele.

O momento que vocês se conheceram talvez não foi o ideal. Você se mudou de apartamento e mudou todo o restante da sua vida, o ciclo de amizades, academia ou supermercado apenas para esquecer absolutamente tudo sobre seu ex.

Você estava em um relacionamento longo, noiva e com tudo milimetricamente planejado até descobrir uma traição que com certeza te fez entrar no pior momento de toda sua vida. Além de se sentir decepcionada, você ainda começou a se sentir insuficiente em todas as categorias da sua vida.

E infelizmente, Joaquin ainda é um jogador de futebol.

E você sabe desde que o conheceu pela primeira vez que ele tem sim interesse e nunca escondeu nem de você e nem dos amigos, mas ele também não deixou em momento algum a vida de balada e cheia de mulheres, mulheres essas que são modelos ou blogueiras e muito, muito mais bonitas que você.

— Dame una chance — ele fala, se aproximando, enquanto coloca uma mecha do seu cabelo atrás da orelha. Você vira a cabeça, mas Joaquin puxa e se aproxima, colando os lábios no seu.

No primeiro momento você não reage, sem saber o que fazer pela surpresa. Joaquin coloca a mão no seu rosto, segurando virado para ele, então ele inicia um beijo intenso e que te faz suspirar.

— Acho melhor não — você diz ainda de olhos fechados, afastando os seus lábios dele e sentindo o seu próprio corpo te trair ao não conseguir se afastar completamente. Joaquin percebe e te puxa mais uma vez, dessa vez levando a mão ao seu rosto para segurar você e a outra ele leva até a sua cintura, deixando leves carinhos com os dedos, mesmo por cima da blusa.

Apesar de retribuir o beijo, seu cérebro ainda te trai e você não consegue deixar de pensar em todo o tempo que deu diversos tocos nele, apenas pelo medo de passar algo parecido com o que seu ex fez para você.

Joaquin, ainda te segurando, deixa alguns selinhos sobre seus lábios e logo distribui em direção ao seu pescoço, te fazendo suspirar ao sentir os lábios macios trilhando um caminho por ali.

— Joaquin, não — você coloca a mão no peito dele, empurrando ele. Dessa vez ele se afasta e olha para você. — Não posso fazer isso.

— Por que você acha tão errado querer ficar comigo? — ele pergunta, encostando a cabeça no banco.

Você não responde de início, apenas se ajeita no banco e olha para a sua frente, notando uma pequena movimentação na rua.

— Você é novo, está no auge da sua carreira e eu tenho certeza que não sou a pessoa que você procura agora — você começa a falar e ele abre os olhos para te encarar. — Além do mais, eu não levo a mesma vida que você. Eu gosto de festa também, mas uma vez ou outra, não toda semana, mas principalmente…

Você nega com a cabeça e desiste de falar, porém Joaquin ergue as sobrancelhas, querendo entender em qual ponto você estava querendo chegar.

— Principalmente o que?

— Eu não quero ser só mais uma mulher que caiu no seu charme e no dia seguinte é jogada para escanteio como se não fosse nada.

Joaquin abaixa o olhar, como se não discordasse do que você acabou de falar. Talvez ele mesmo saiba a fama que tem, apesar de não ser tudo o que a mídia fala e você conhecer muito mais da personalidade dele.

Ele não é uma pessoa ruim, nem de longe, mas por enquanto a vida de balada funciona muito mais pra ele do que um relacionamento sério. E sabendo da fama que diversos jogadores têm, a última coisa que você quer é acordar um dia com a notícia de ter sido trocada por outra.

— Eu sei que a minha fama não é a melhor — ele fala, coçando a garganta, — mas você sabe que não seria só mais uma.

— Acho melhor nós deixarmos as coisas como estão.

— Tudo bem, se você prefere assim — ele dá de ombros, como se não se importasse.

— Obrigada pela carona, Joaco — você fala e dá um sorriso para ele, que retribui, mesmo que pequeno. — Posso ir com você ainda para a viagem, né?

— Lógico.

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— Demorei? — você pergunta assim que vê Joaquin encostado no carro te esperando. Ele mandou uma mensagem poucos minutos atrás avisando que havia chegado, você rapidamente pegou suas coisas e avisou que estava descendo.

— Não, acabei de chegar — ele responde, pegando a sua mala e colocando no porta-malas da BMW. Assim que ele fecha, olha para você e você não consegue evitar um sorriso. — Tudo bien?

Você se aproxima, cumprimentando ele com um beijo na bochecha e notando que ele está com uma roupa mais confortável, sem deixar de estar bonito. Não que ele ficasse feio de alguma forma. Ele usa uma bermuda solta e uma camisa básica que provavelmente custa o preço de um celular, além de tênis nos pés.

— Tudo bem — você responde. — Apenas um pouco cansada por causa do trabalho.

Joaquin concorda e vai até a porta do carro, abrindo para você, como sempre costuma fazer. Você dá um sorriso ao passar ao lado dele, sentando logo em seguida, observando ele fechar a porta e andar rapidamente até o lado do motorista.

— Acho que vai chover — ele fala assim que liga o carro, notando que um relâmpago atravessa o céu.

— Ótimo — você suspira. — Quando eu consigo me afastar do trabalho e aproveitar dois dias, o universo manda chuva.

Joaquin apenas dá risada do seu drama, engatando outro assunto com você. Sempre foi assim, é fácil manter um assunto com ele já que ele sempre parece interessado no que você tem a dizer, ou então sempre acrescenta algo do próprio ponto de vista.

Não é segredo para ninguém que vocês dois se deram bem de cara, inclusive foi algo que Jazmin comentou com você dias após conhecê-lo pela primeira vez. Ainda, Jazmin e Gustavo não fingem que às vezes tentam bancar os casamenteiros, mas a sua relutância em relação a ele sempre falou mais alto.

A viagem dura cerca de uma hora e meia e Jazmin encaminha uma mensagem avisando que todos eles já estão lá, estão apenas esperando vocês dois.

Como Joaquin tinha falado, a chuva não demora a cair com menos de vinte minutos de viagem, fazendo ele desacelerar um pouco o carro, já que os pingos grossos atrapalhavam a visão.

— Será que devemos parar um pouco? — você pergunta, sem conseguir enxergar dois metros a sua frente.

— Vamos ver se tem alguma coisa mais pra frente, deve ser perigoso parar o carro no meio do nada.

— Certo, mas vai devagar — você fala se inclinando no banco, tentando enxergar algo além da água, mas nem o limpador do carro consegue dar conta de tirar.

— Eu já estou indo devagar — ele retruca e você olha para ele, revirando os olhos. — Mais devagar que isso o carro para.

O GPS do celular mostra que logo em frente há um posto de gasolina, então Joaquin dirige cautelosamente até lá. Assim como vocês dois, outros diversos carros estão parados esperando uma trégua na chuva para continuar, mas não há sinal de que diminuirá tão cedo. Ele estaciona o carro e desliga, empurrando o banco para trás e esticando as pernas.

— Ainda temos mais uma hora de viagem — você fala. — Espero que a chuva diminua.

Infelizmente, a chuva só parece aumentar e o vento forte do lado de fora faz barulho, bem como os trovões que não param por um minuto.

— Eu estou com fome — Joaquin fala, tentando olhar para a loja de conveniência do posto pelo vidro do carro. — Você quer algo?

— Você vai sair nessa chuva? — você pergunta, sabendo que provavelmente ele vai levar um banho.

— Não é longe — ele responde, se preparando para sair do carro. — Tranca a porta quando eu sair.

Joaquin abre a porta e corre até a pequena loja enquanto você observa ele do carro. Já estão há dez minutos parados e a viagem que era para durar apenas uma hora e meia, provavelmente levará muito mais.

Ele volta pouco tempo depois com uma sacola em mãos, correndo mais uma vez para o carro.

— Caíram algumas árvores no meio da estrada, não sabem quando alguém vai chegar para tirar.

— Você está falando sério? — você pergunta, sabendo que a chance de ele estar brincando é mínima.

Ele concorda com a cabeça, te entregando a sacola com algumas coisas que ele comprou. Salgadinho, chocolate e um salgado de frango, além de uma coca.

— Por isso tem tanto carro aqui parado — ele fala, dando uma mordida no próprio lanche.

— Que ótimo, passar a noite no carro — você diz, se jogando contra o estofado do carro mais uma vez.

— Na verdade, o atendente disse que voltando um pouco tem uma pousada, algo assim, se precisar.

Você não responde. A chuva não para de cair e para ajudar não tem como passar pela estrada por causa das árvores que caíram com o vento, seria um milagre chegar ao destino hoje.

— O que você acha? — você pergunta para ele.

— Não vamos conseguir chegar hoje, e eu não quero passar a noite dentro do carro.

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Você tenta sem sucesso não fazer careta ao ver o estado do quarto. Joaquin, atrás de você, não está muito diferente.

— Isso aqui não vale nem cinquenta reais, quem dirá trezentos reais por uma noite — você reclama, jogando a mala no canto do quarto.

— Tem uma cama, pelo menos — ele responde. Joaquin deixa a mala ao lado da sua e encara o quarto, indo até a janela em seguida para fechar a cortina.

Após vocês terminarem de comer, voltaram um pouco do caminho para encontrar a pousada que comentaram com ele no posto de combustível. Não foi difícil encontrá-la, já que o letreiro era grande, mesmo com a chuva.

A forte tempestade fez diversas pessoas pararem para passar a noite e com vocês não foi diferente, entretanto, a pousada pequena já estava praticamente cheia e só havia um quarto restante. Joaquin se ofereceu para dormir no carro, mas ele foi cavalheiro de pagar o valor total da estadia e você não podia deixar ele dormir no carro por mais de oito horas.

É só colocar um travesseiro entre vocês.

O lençol da cama parece horrível, a televisão antiga não deve pegar um canal e você está com medo de abrir o pequeno armário no canto do quarto. Não teria como piorar, certo?

— Você se importa se eu tomar banho primeiro? — você pergunta, dando uma boa olhada no banheiro antes de declarar que estava tudo certo. Joaquin concorda e senta na beirada da cama, mexendo no celular.

Joaquin já enviou mensagem aos amigos avisando que não teria como vocês dois chegarem hoje, recebendo alguns emojis tristes, exceto de Gomez, que mandou um emoji com olhar de canto que você não pode deixar de rir quando viu.

Perto das dez horas da noite vocês estão lado a lado assistindo o jornal, a única coisa que funcionou na televisão precária do quarto. E o travesseiro entre vocês dois, deixando uma distância segura.

Joaquin parece tão exausto quanto você, que percebe que às vezes ele fecha os olhos e abre em seguida, como se estivesse lutando contra o sono. Apesar de ser estranho dormir com ele, você se sente mais confortável ao saber que ele está ao seu lado, pois seria muito pior estar em um quarto acabado igual esse sozinha.

Aos poucos, você se permite relaxar na cama e deixa o celular de lado, puxando o lençol fino e se cobrindo, vendo que Joaquin se endireita na cama do próprio lado. Apesar de ser uma cama de casal, é minúscula, e o travesseiro que você colocou entre vocês ocupa muito espaço, deixando vocês dois em cada beirada e prestes a cair.

Joaquin da boa noite e se vira de costas, você responde rapidamente e faz o mesmo que ele, o único som entre vocês é o da chuva torrencial que ainda cai do lado de fora, mas faz você cair no sono rapidamente.

Um trovão alto te faz acordar assustada, se levantando na cama e olhando ao redor. Joaquin acorda com o seu pulo e você olha para ele, tentando voltar à realidade e lembrar do motivo de ele estar ali. Você percebe que o travesseiro entre vocês foi jogado longe e Joaquin está mais perto que o normal, que o aceitável.

Na verdade, um braço dele está sobre o seu abdômen, como se estivesse abraçando durante o sono.

— O que foi? — ele pergunta com a voz rouca.

— O trovão me assustou — você responde, se jogando no colchão mole mais uma vez. Joaquin concorda apenas com um aceno de cabeça e suspira, se aconchegando mais em você.

Você cogita tirar o braço dele de cima da sua barriga, mas não há nada de errado no gesto, então ignora, tentando pegar no sono mais uma vez. Outro trovão estridente faz as janelas do quarto tremerem e você leva mais um susto, porém, dessa vez, Joaquin aperta o braço dele sobre seu corpo, como uma maneira de tranquilizá-la.

Você não é a maior fã de tempestades, então depois do segundo susto, você fica em alerta. Joaquin parece notar e inicia leves carinhos no seu braço com a mão. Por estar com sono, não impede ele, porém o que vem a seguir foge um pouco do seu controle.

Ele se aproxima de você, colando o corpo dele na lateral do seu e colocando o rosto na curva do seu pescoço, te fazendo ficar paralisada ao sentir os lábios dele na sua pele. Você engole seco quando sente ele te apertar mais contra o próprio corpo, colocando a mão que estava sobre a sua barriga na cintura, apertando.

— Joaquin — você mal consegue falar e ouve apenas um “shhhh” saindo dos lábios dele. Você sente seu coração disparar, sem saber o que fazer com o corpo quente dele tão próximo ao seu.

Ele deixa um beijo leve no lóbulo da sua orelha, respirando perto e fazendo você se arrepiar com a sensação.

— Você nunca ficou tão perto de mim assim — ele sussurra no seu ouvido, passando a mão pela lateral do seu corpo, arrastando os dedos lentamente até suas coxas com o shorts curto do pijama. — Dá me só um beijo.

Você vira um pouco o rosto para o outro lado, tentando reunir forças para afastar ele, mas isso só dá mais espaço para ele atacar o seu pescoço. Ele leva a mão que estava na sua cintura até a lateral do seu rosto, impedindo você de afastar o rosto da boca dele.

— Acho melhor não — você fala, mais uma vez tentando se afastar dele e ficar longe dos perigos que ele representa, mas sua voz foi tão incerta sobre o que estava pedindo que ele deve ter percebido a hesitação para pedir para ele se afastar.

— Sólo un beso — ele diz uma última vez, puxando seu rosto em direção ao dele e você não consegue mais evitar, permitindo que ele cole os próprios lábios no seu.

Joaquin se ergue um pouco do colchão e fica apoiado em um braço enquanto com o outro ainda segura seu rosto. Você permite ele te beijar, um beijo completamente do que vocês trocaram no carro dele, mas igualmente bom.

Você suspira entre o beijo quando ele leva a mão novamente até sua perna, passando a mão levemente pela coxa e arrastando lentamente para cima, porém, dessa vez, ele leva a mão por dentro da sua blusa do pijama, apertando a pele enquanto fica cada vez mais em cima de você, sem soltar o peso.

Inconscientemente, você leva a mão até os cabelos dele, puxando ele em sua direção enquanto aprofunda ainda mais o beijo. Ele parece gostar, pois você sente ele dar um leve sorriso entre o beijo antes de se erguer e se encaixar entre as suas pernas.

Beijar Joaquin Piquerez entrou pro topo de suas coisas favoritas e é apenas o segundo beijo que vocês trocam.

Você não consegue evitar de passar a mão pelo pescoço e estender os carinhos para as costas dele, ainda coberta pela blusa que ele usou para dormir. Ele interrompe o beijo e você continua de olhos fechados, aproveitando a sensação das mãos dele sobre seu corpo, mas logo sente ele beijar seu pescoço, pressionando o quadril contra você.

Um suspiro alto que escapa pelos seus lábios parece incentivar ele, que pressiona a própria ereção contra você, sem se afastar dessa vez, fazendo você sentir exatamente o que ele tem para te dar.

Ele puxa a barra da blusa do seu pijama para cima e coloca um braço sobre as suas costas para você erguer um pouco o tronco, permitindo ele tirar a peça.

— Linda — ele fala, te admirando enquanto percorre o olhar sobre seus peitos. Ele mesmo tira a própria camiseta e volta a te beijar, você sente o calor do peitoral dele contra você e isso parece virar uma chavinha no seu interior, então você se ergue um pouco na cama para alcançar os lábios dele melhor e de forma mais quente.

Joaquin leva uma mão até o seu peito, apertando e massageando, te fazendo soltar um gemido baixo entre o beijo. Sem perceber, você coloca as pernas ao redor da cintura dele, deixando ele colado em você enquanto passa a unha pelas costas dele, arranhando levemente. Ele se contorce ao sentir arrepio e você sorri, sabendo que ele gostou, então repete, sentindo ele esfregar o quadril contra a sua virilha incansáveis vezes.

Ele afasta o rosto do seu e desce os lábios até seu peito, colocando na boca enquanto brinca com os dedos no outro, beliscando ou apertando, mas tudo o que você faz é fechar os olhos e aproveitar a sensação de finalmente ter ele ali. Joaquin também brinca com a boca, mordiscando e chupando a pele, provavelmente fazendo de propósito para deixar marcas ali, mas você não poderia se importar menos.

— Você é muito linda — ele diz, erguendo a cabeça e te olhando. Você abre os olhos e encara ele, ficando envergonhada por estar tão exposta a ele, mas quando ele percebe, não deixa você criar ideias na cabeça. Ele tira suas pernas da cintura dele, afastando o quadril poucos centímetros do seu e leva uma mão até sua virilha, acariciando por cima do tecido e observando cada mínima reação sua ao toque dele.

Você morde os lábios e suspira ao sentir o toque dos dedos dele e, por alguns segundos, tudo some da sua mente e a única coisa que você pensa é nele. Ser tocada por ele, beijada, admirada. Ele mais uma vez volta para o seu pescoço enquanto afasta o shorts do pijama apenas para o lado, deixando os dedos dele te acariciando por cima da calcinha, exatamente no ponto onde você mais queria. O toque te faz gemer e ele leva como incentivo, pois continua acariciando seu clitóris por cima do tecido, dessa vez você não consegue evitar e abre mais as próprias pernas, querendo que ele te toque mais.

Você procura pelos lábios dele, virando a cabeça na direção dele e ele volta a beijar seu lábios. Joaquin, porém, leva as mãos até o cós do shorts fino de pijama e começa a tirar ele mesmo, porém, você para o beijo antes que ele possa tirar.

— Joaquin — você chama ele, com uma mão no peito dele, mas sem empurrá-lo.

— Você não quer fazer isso? — ele pergunta baixo, friccionando a própria ereção na sua virilha enquanto deixa mais alguns beijos entre seu rosto e pescoço. — Você tem um gosto tão bom.

— É que.. hã.. faz tempo que eu.. erm…— você começa a falar, se envergonhando e pausando a frase, mas ele te incentiva a continuar. — Nunca fiquei com outro cara além do meu ex.

— Sério? — ele pergunta, arregalando os olhos, surpreso, mas sem te soltar. — Ninguém?

— Eu conheci alguns caras nesse tempo solteira, mas nunca chegou a tanto — você admite. — Acho que tenho medo de não saber o que fazer com alguém diferente.

Você esperava que ele se afastasse e esquecesse a ideia de ficar com você, mas ele apenas dá um sorriso em sua direção e te beija mais uma vez, tão gentil e amoroso quanto antes, porém com mais precisão.

— Não precisa ter medo, eu tenho certeza que vou gostar de tudo o que você quiser me dar — ele responde, puxando seu shorts para baixo juntamente com a calcinha que você usava. Ele se afasta apenas para tirar o tecido e jogar em algum canto do quarto e logo deslizando o olhar dele por todo seu corpo, te fazendo arrepiar ao notar a luxúria e desejo nos olhos dele.

Para não te deixar desconfortável, Joaquin também tira toda a roupa que usa e você, pela primeira vez, consegue admirar o corpo de um jogador de futebol bem na sua frente. Outro trovão faz as janelas tremerem e você mais uma vez leva um pequeno susto, mas dessa vez apenas dá risada enquanto Joaquin se abaixa novamente.

Você permanece deitada de costas no colchão, mas dessa vez ele não volta a te beijar, apenas desliza a mão até a própria ereção, fazendo movimentos leves e não desviando o olhar de você em nenhum momento. Ao observar a cena, a sua vontade é de chorar ao admirar ele ali na sua frente, mas logo sua mente volta a lugar nenhum quando ele se abaixa e distribui beijos que iniciam no seu peito, passando pela barriga ao mesmo tempo que as mãos dele acariciam suas coxas.

— Eu sonhei tanto com isso — ele fala assim que fica frente a frente com o meio das suas pernas e você não consegue fazer nada além de dar risada e ansiar pelo toque dele. — Tão molhada pra mim.

— Por favor — você pede, não aguentando mais um segundo sem sentir ele em algum lugar do seu corpo.

Ele apenas dá um sorriso malicioso e deixa mais alguns beijos na sua virilha, mas em seguida, leva os dedos de uma mão até sua abertura, passando a língua por toda a extensão pela primeira vez. A sensação te faz gemer alto, sem lembrar que há outros diversos hóspedes pelo corredor da pousada, provavelmente dormindo nesse momento.

Ele leva as mãos até suas pernas, abrindo elas mais ainda para que ele possa te lamber, exatamente como ele sonhou por meses. Joaquin passa a língua algumas vezes entre suas dobras e você se contorce na cama, erguendo as costas e gemendo mais uma vez quando ele estimula seu clitóris com a língua.

É vergonhoso falar que Joaquin, em menos de dois minutos, mostrou que seu ex não sabia de forma alguma como agradar uma mulher com sexo oral. Talvez ele também fosse o motivo de você evitar que ele te chupasse todas as vezes, pois não gostava tanto da maneira como ele fazia.

Mas isso não tem nem comparação com o que você recebia.

— Essa boceta tem gosto de mel — ele fala e deixa um leve sopro na sua entrada, te arrepiando quando entra em contato com o molhado da saliva dele e da sua própria excitação. Ele volta a te chupar, alternando entre a velocidade dos movimentos, sentindo você cada vez mais se contorcer sobre a boca dele.

— Joaquin — você geme, levando as próprias mãos até seus peitos, brincando com seu mamilo em busca de um alívio maior do que a sensação prazerosa que ele te proporciona com a boca e a língua. — Isso é tão bom.

— Olha pra você — ele fala quando ergue a cabeça do meio das suas pernas, — tão molhada e tão bonita enquanto eu te chupo.

As palavras sujas que ele solta te levam a outro nível de prazer, algo que você nunca experimentou e nunca imaginou que também gosta.

Ele leva dois dedos até sua entrada e penetra, sem tirar a língua que continua te estimulando. Um choramingo desesperado sai da sua garganta e Joaquin parece gostar, pois solta um gemido enquanto está com a boca ocupada na sua boceta. Ele começa a te foder com os dedos e inconscientemente, seu quadril ganha vida própria contra ele. Você não consegue controlar os movimentos desesperados em busca de alívio na direção da boca dele, querendo mais que tudo que ele te faça gozar.

Palavras incompreendidas saem de seus lábios quando a sensação quente do orgasmo se forma dentro de você, ainda mais por sentir que Joaquin está em cada parte do seu corpo. Dedos, boca, o olhar dele sobre você…

— Goza na minha boca — ele fala. — Quero ver você gozar.

— Ah meu Deus — você geme, rebolando contra o rosto dele cada vez mais rápido e mais desesperada. — Ah meu Deus.

Ele acelera os movimentos com a língua e enfia os dedos mais rápidos dentro de você, então em segundos, você se desfaz na boca dele, apertando seu próprio peito enquanto sente a sensação do orgasmo dentro de você. Você consegue sentir suas paredes internas apertarem os dedos dele enquanto goza, ainda gemendo o nome dele.

— Esse é o melhor gosto que eu já senti — ele fala, deixando uma última lambida e erguendo a cabeça. Você consegue ver os rastros da sua umidade contra a barba dele e mesmo tendo acabado de gozar, você tem certeza que isso te deixa excitada novamente. — Dá me un beijo, sente teu gosto.

Você não consegue falar nada, ele apenas sobe até você novamente e coloca a mão atrás do seu pescoço, erguendo sua cabeça e te puxando para um beijo faminto. Você sente o seu próprio gosto na língua dele, gemendo contra a boca dele ao sentir a língua dele deslizando contra a sua.

— Posso te foder? — ele pergunta, levando uma mão até o próprio pau e passando contra a sua boceta úmida, te fazendo gemer ao passar a ponta do membro dele contra o seu clitóris, que ainda estava sensível. — Por favor, quero tanto isso.

— Sim — você fala, abrindo mais as pernas para receber ele. Você abaixa o olhar para observar os corpos de vocês dois próximos, mordendo os lábios ao notar que ele está completamente duro, quase pingando contra você. Você leva uma das mãos até o pau dele, segurando e masturbando ele rapidamente enquanto ele afunda a boca no seu peito mais uma vez, mordendo seu mamilo e puxando, fazendo você fechar os olhos e perceber que já está completamente pronta para receber ele.

Você leva uma perna ao redor da cintura dele, aproximando o corpo dele do seu e direcionando com a sua mão o pau dele para dentro de você. Ele solta seu peito e fecha os olhos, então você nota que ele tenta se conter quando finalmente, desliza tudo para dentro de você. Vocês dois soltam gemidos com a sensação prazerosa, porém ele ainda não se move, querendo que você se ajuste perfeitamente a ele.

— Tão apertada — ele fala, mordendo os lábios enquanto segura o próprio peso do corpo com os braços, sem soltar o corpo em cima de você. — Isso é tão bom.

Como ele não se mexe, você puxa a cintura dele com a perna, incentivando ele a se movimentar dentro de você. Ele geme e finalmente começa a te foder da maneira que ele sempre quis. Joaquin não faz movimentos rápidos de início, mas aumenta aos poucos, sentindo você se apertar contra ele, sabendo que dessa maneira não duraria muito, não depois de te ver gozar na boca dele.

— Porra, que gostoso — ele geme mais uma vez e levanta o próprio tronco, sem deixar de te foder rapidamente. Ele tira sua perna da cintura dele e ergue, colocando uma das suas pernas sobre o ombro dele, querendo te sentir mais fundo e para poder te foder mais rápido.

Sem conseguir evitar, você fecha os olhos, pois tinha certeza que nunca tinha sentido uma sensação tão boa em toda sua vida, sabendo que gemidos desesperados e palavras desconexas saiam pelos seus lábios.

Ele parece tão fora de si quanto você, pois acelera os movimentos ainda mais, fazendo a cama velha fazer barulho pelos movimentos desesperados. Você abre os olhos assustada, ele nem sequer percebeu e leva os dedos até o seu clitóris, querendo fazer você gozar mais uma vez.

— A cama — você fala, mas sem querer que ele pare os movimentos, — está fazendo barulho.

— Foda-se — ele fala e você revira os olhos ao sentir os dedos dele te estimulando mais uma vez. — Eu quero que você goze no meu pau agora.

— Sim, — você fala agarrando o lençol ao seu lado, deixando a ponta de seus dedos brancas ao apertar o tecido — mais rápido, por favor.

— Meu pau encaixa tão bem em você — ele diz, aumentando os movimentos conforme você pediu.

A cama começa a bater na parede e sem dúvidas vai acordar quem está dormindo no quarto ao lado, mas você nem consegue se importar com isso quando sente o orgasmo se aproximando mais uma vez.

Joaquin abaixa a sua perna e você enrola elas na cintura dele mais uma vez, sentindo que ele leva uma das próprias mãos até a sua mão esticada sobre o lençol, entrelaçando seus dedos no dele. Ele aperta sua mão, sendo carinhoso ao mesmo tempo que te fode como você nunca foi antes.

— Eu vou gozar — ele fala, deixando uma lambida no seu pescoço e a outra mão livre ele leva do outro lado do pescoço para apertar levemente. Você pega a sua mão livre e coloca por cima da dele, levando até a frente do seu pescoço e apertando a sua mão sobre a dele, indicando para ele te enforcar levemente. — Ah, dios.

— Pode gozar — você fala, sabendo que provavelmente teria um orgasmo ao mesmo tempo que ele. Ele aperta seu pescoço e solta sua mão, fazendo movimentos descontrolados enquanto solta suspiros e gemidos, seguidos de alguns palavrões.

Não demora muito e você mais uma vez sente seu estômago se contrair, gemendo contra a boca dele quando goza pela segunda vez. Joaquin, ao sentir você se contrair ao redor dele, não consegue evitar, gozando também enquanto faz alguns movimentos atrapalhados pela sensação do orgasmo atravessar o corpo dele.

Aos poucos ele para os movimentos, gemendo contra o seu pescoço quando termina de gozar e você sente cada parte dele pulsando dentro de você. Você fecha os olhos quando ele cai sobre o seu corpo, com o rosto na curva do seu pescoço, relaxando aos poucos junto com ele. Você tira as pernas ao redor da cintura dele e deixa elas caírem sobre o colchão, trêmulas por causa do orgasmo.

Você vira o rosto em direção a janela quando uma claridade invade o quarto rapidamente, então ouve a chuva caindo e não parece ter diminuído desde que vocês chegaram ali. Um trovão mais uma vez é ouvido e você sente Joaquin respirar silenciosamente contra você, achando que ele tinha dormido, mas quando você cutuca o braço dele, ele ergue a cabeça e te encara, sorrindo preguiçosamente.

— Isso foi muito bom — ele fala, com a voz arrastada. Ele se levanta e sai de dentro de você, te deixando com a sensação de vazio, mas ele volta e deixa um beijo lento nos seus lábios, te arrancando suspiros. — Vou te limpar.

Ele se levanta e anda até o banheiro, voltando com um pouco de papel e passando entre suas pernas, tirando o que havia ficado ali, indo até o banheiro e voltando logo em seguida. Ele deita ao seu lado e te puxa contra ele, colocando um braço embaixo da sua cabeça, te fazendo ficar deitada contra o peito dele. Você quase suspira quando ele deixa um beijo nos seus cabelos, um carinho que você há muito tempo não tinha com ninguém.

— Está pronta para me dar una chance? — ele pergunta enquanto passa os dedos pelas suas costas.

Você solta uma risada baixa e não responde de início, pensando em todas as possibilidades, mas não querendo prometer nada a ele.

— Eu posso pensar no seu caso — você responde, fazendo desenhos invisíveis no peito nu dele. — Vamos ver como as coisas se desenrolam.

Você não quer pensar no futuro, nas coisas que podem acontecer ao namorar com ele. Nada disso passa pela sua cabeça enquanto você aproveita a sensação de estar deitada ali com ele, sentindo o sono se aproximar enquanto a chuva se faz presente do lado de fora.

— Eu posso lidar com isso.

#joaco piquerez #one shot #anon #joaquin piquerez imagine #imagine #joaquin piquerez #oneshot #palmeiras #piquerez #raphael veiga #richard rios #joaquin piquerez fanfic #fanfic joaquin piquerez #joaquin piquerez hot #joaco piquerez imagine #joaco

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bazberkkerwrites · 3 years ago

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my hand slipped

Ship: Oliver Marks/James Farrow

Characters: Oliver Marks, James Farrow, Meredith Dardenne (mentioned), Richard Stirling (mentioned)

Plot summary: At the news that James had killed himself, Oliver tries to follow in his lover's footsteps, only to find a rather unexpected visitor at the end of it all.

Tags: angst, fluff and angst, fix-it, canon compliant, post-canon, so much Shakespeare, etc.

TW: This story talks explicitly about suicide and mental illness, so please take care of yourselves <3

" James hesitates, silent words on his lips. Finally, he says, “If I know what love is, it is because of you.”

“That’s not Shakespeare,” I say. I don’t recognize it.

James drops his hand, and I suddenly feel empty without his touch. “Is that okay?”

“It’s… different,” I say.

“Is different okay? I don’t think… I can’t… I’m not who I used to be. Ten years has changed me.”

Slowly, cautiously, I touch his hand. He doesn’t flinch, doesn’t move. I take it as my sign to say, “It may take me some time to get used to, but different is okay. Different is wonderful.” "

#iwwv #if we were villains #ml rio #oliver marks #james farrow #oliver x james #richard stirling #meredith dardenne #dark academia #ao3 #fanfiction #fanfic #archive of our own #one shot

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theinternetmoviedataband · 2 years ago

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My 100 best movies of all time

As a start, this is a top 100 I made back in 2018.

To make things tasty, the first rule I followed was "no more than one movie per director". The second one was "don't get mad trying to order that top 100, just write it down".

I told myself a lot of lies about the fact that this top could change any day but I'm too lazy to make a new one every day. So here I am, stuck with this one :)

BEST MOVIES OF ALL TIME ACCORDING TO ME (with no particular order)

Kiss Me Deadly (1955, Robert Aldrich)

The Professionals (1966, Richard Brooks)

Indagine su un cittadino al di sopra di ogni sospetto (1970, Elio Petri)

Queimada (1969, Gillo Pontecorvo)

C'eravamo tanto amati (1974, Ettore Scola)

Reservoir dogs (1992, Quentin Tarantino)

The Killing (1956, Stanley Kubrick)

Notorious (1946, Alfred Hitchcock)

The Asphalt Jungle (1950, John Huston)

Les enfants du paradis (1946, Marcel Carné)

Kiss Me Stupid (1964, Billy Wilder)

Sullivan's Travels (1941, Preston Sturges)

The Shop Around The Corner (1940, Ernst Lubitsch)

Rio Bravo (1959, Howard Hawks)

The Man Who Shot Liberty Valance (1962, John Ford)

The Conversation (1974, Francis Ford Coppola)

Le trou (1960, Jacques Becker)

Dead Poets Society (1989, Peter Weir)

Le salaire de la peur (1953, Henri-Georges Clouzot)

Judex (1963, Georges Franju)

The Departed (2006, Martin Scorsese)

The Prestige (2006, Christopher Nolan)

Unbreakable (M. Night Shyamalan)

Le cercle rouge (1970, Jean-Pierre Melville)

Il buono, il brutto, il cattivo (1966, Sergio Leone)

Curse of the Demon (1957, Jacques Tourneur)

Singin' In The Rain (1952, Stanley Donnen - Gene Kelly)

Hero (1992, Stephen Frears)

It's a Wonderful Life (1946, Frank Capra)

All About Eve (1950, Joseph L. Mankiewicz)

Das indische Grabmal (1959, Fritz Lang)

Le voleur (1967, Louis Malle)

Born Yesterday (1950, George Cukor)

Ben-Hur (1959, William Wyler)

Seven Samurai (1954, Akira Kurosawa)

Ginger e Fred (1986, Federico Fellini)

Small Time Crooks (2000, Woody Allen)

Barton Fink (1991, Joel and Ethan Coen)

Batman returns (1992, Tim Burton)

I due superpiedi quasi piatti (1977, Enzo Barboni)

The Goonies (1985, Richard Donner)

Carlito's Way (1993, Brian De Palma)

French Connection (1971, William Friedkin)

The Incredible Shrinking Man (1957, Jack Arnold)

Gremlins 2 (1990, Joe Dante)

The Bad and the Beautiful (1952, Vincente Minnelli)

Warlock (1959, Edward Dmytryk)

The Unknown (1927, Tod Browning)

Johnny Got His Gun (1971, Dalton Trumbo)

El ángel exterminador (1962, Luis Buñuel)

Le grand blond avec une chaussure noire (1972, Yves Robert)

Down by Law (1986, Jim Jarmusch)

Jurassic Park (1993, Steven Spielberg)

Ladri di biciclette (1948, Vittorio De Sica)

Man without a Star (1955, King Vidor)

Peter Ibbetson (1935, Henry Hathaway)

City Lights (1931, Charlie Chaplin)

Il mio nome è Nessuno (1973, Tonino Valerii)

Excalibur (1981, John Boorman)

Dance of the Vampires (1967, Roman Polanski)

Au hasard Balthazar (1966, Robert Bresson)

Be Kind Rewind (2008, Michel Gondry)

The Fly (1986, David Cronenberg)

Mononoke hime (1997, Hayao Miyazaki)

Les Douze Travaux d'Asterix (1976, René Goscinny - Albert Uderzo)

Touch Of Evil (1958, Orson Welles)

Star Wars (1977, George Lucas)

The Empire Strikes Back (1980, Irvin Kershner)

Groundhog Day (1993, Harold Ramis)

The Front (1976, Martin Ritt)

Big (1988, Penny Marshall)

El secreto de sus ojos (2009, Juan José Campanella)

Amores perros (2000, Alejandro González Iñárritu)

El espinazo del diablo (2001, Guillermo del Toro)

The Man in the White Suit (1951, Alexander Mackendrick)

Village of the Damned (1960, Wolf Rilla)

The Thing (1982, John Carpenter)

Ms. 45 (1981, Abel Ferrara)

The Gunfighter (1951, Henry King)

Copland (1997, James Mangold)

Terminator 2 (1991, James Cameron)

Starship Troopers (1997, Paul Verhoeven)

Le Schpountz (1938, Marcel Pagnol)

12 Monkeys (1995, Terry Gilliam)

Man on the Moon (1999, Milos Forman)

Imitation of Life (1959, Douglas Sirk)

The Most Dangerous Game (1932, Ernest B. Schoedsack and Irving Pichel)

A Perfect World (1993, Clint Eastwood)

Dances with Wolves (1990, Kevin Costner)

Gentleman Jim (1942, Raoul Walsh)

Good Will Hunting (1997, Gus Van Sant)

Elephant Man (1980, David Lynch)

Casablanca (1942, Michael Curtiz)

The Man with the Golden Arm (1955, Otto Preminger)

The Killers (1946, Robert Siodmak)

Punch-Drunk Love (2002, Paul Thomas Anderson)

L'Atalante (1934, Jean Vigo)

La classe américaine (1993, Michel Hazanavicius and Dominique Mézerette)

Back to the Future (1985, Robert Zemeckis)

Un singe en hiver (1962, Henri Verneuil)

#top 100

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watching-pictures-move · 2 years ago

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Put On Your Raincoats | Come With Me My Love (Wishman, 1976)

Come With Me My Love starts in the 1920s, when a turtleneck-sporting Jeffrey Hurst sees his wife Ursula Austin in bed with another man. When Austin is found out, she tells him, unimpressed, "You fool, I never cared about you. He's the only man I ever loved."In a burst of anger, Hurst kills them both, and then dismayed ("Even in death you're not mine"), turns the gun on himself. Flash forward to present day (by which I mean the seventies), and a woman the spitting image of Austin’s character and conveniently also played by Austin comes into the same apartment. Yet sinister (and arguably sexy) events transpire, as the ghost of Hurst (in the same turtleneck, but captured in photonegative effects) terrorizes her in sinister (and arguably sexy) ways, like having sex with her while invisible, and killing her other sexual partners. (And seemingly causing their lovemaking to be drawn out for hours. I guess he takes a one for you, one for me approach.)

Come With Me My Love is one of two hardcore pornographic features directed by Doris Wishman. Like at least a few other directors who ended up working in the genre, she apparently didn’t like it too much, and may have delegated the filming of the hardcore scenes to an assistant director. This definitely feels true to the results, as the scenes feel anonymous and mostly divorced from Wishman’s overall visual style. Of her work that I’ve seen, the premise most brings to mind Indecent Desires, where a woman is sexually terrorized by an evil loner with a voodoo doll. In that movie, Wishman’s floating camerawork finds a poetry and poignancy in these scenes, so that they carry a certain charge. Yes, we’re supposed to be enjoying this woman being stripped naked, but at what price? Here, the indifference with which the explicit sex is captured never really evokes the tension between our prurient enjoyment and the plight of heroine. And aside from maybe one group scene that had a slight Rube-Goldberg-esque configuration and rhythm, I found most of the sex scenes pretty boring, but I suppose if you like these people enough you might get something out of it. I’m watching it in 2022 through a Doris Wishman auteurist lens. Perhaps it played differently to the degenerates in the porno theatre. If one of them pulled a Fred Willard during their screening, I wouldn’t hold it against them.

This does have a pretty respectable cast for a ‘70s porno, featuring the great Annie Sprinkle as the heroine’s sexy neighbour, the great Vanessa Del Rio as the heroine’s sexy...friend (I’m not gonna lie, I didn’t pay too much attention to what their relationship was, but I’m also not gonna complain if Del Rio shows up in a porno), the great Robert Kerman, the...uh pretty good Levi Richards, Nancy Dare and Michael Gaunt, as well as the aforementioned Hurst. (Austin I’m not terribly familiar with, although apparently I’ve seen a few of her efforts.) Gaunt and Hurst have been very funny elsewhere (in American Babylon and the non-porno Sex Appeal, respectively), although they don’t really get to use such talents here. (I must note that Hurst’s mustache in photonegative makes him look like a jack-o-lantern, so I suppose he did provide a few chuckles.) I will note that Sprinkle has the great idea of trying to cheer up Austin with a bout of lesbian sex, which is always worth a shot, and in another scene wears a dress with a cute print. So she was obviously my favourite character. And in classic porno fashion, this has a pretty eclectic soundtrack, at one point channeling Henry Mancini’s Touch of Evil score and at another point regaling us with xylophone music. I assume this was the cue to the audience to pull a Fred Willard.

And if the sex scenes lack her signature, the movie is unmistakably a product of Wishman’s hand in other ways. The patchwork depiction of the opening murder, with the shot of the clenched first, the shot of the gun, and the fact we don’t actually see the gun fire, feel both abstract and tactile in ways that feel entirely Wishman-esque. This style is applied even more amusingly to another death scene, where characters are supposed to be looking at a man who fell to his death from a window, and you get two people looking to the left of the screen with their heads slightly lowered, no actual shot of a window, and a decontextualized closeup of a man's face on the pavement. (Let me pull out my protractor and see if this breaks the 180-rule.) This has a surprising amount of sync sound, or at least people moving their mouths in the direction of the camera. (I assume the sound recording budget went further with a porno.) The Wishman touch even sneaks briefly into the sex scenes, with the slow pan to the mirror to evoke Hurst’s invisibility and the slow pans back (I assume to give him enough time to hide or come out from behind cover). We also get a goofy outdoor scene to fill the runtime where some punkass kid keeps throwing snowballs at our heroine. And like many of Wishman’s movies and many porno movies, this looks to have been shot mostly inside apartments, although I haven’t been studying her work closely enough to determine if this is the same apartment as her other movies. The wallpaper is a memorably angry shade of red, although it’s hidden in the earlier scenes through the sepia-toned footage.

So yes, there is some of the classic Wishman magic here, just usually not when people are fucking and sucking. Unfortunately, that’s a good chunk of the movie.

#film #put on your raincoats #movie review #come with me my love #doris wishman

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astrognossienne · 3 years ago

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tragic beauty: lupe vélez - an analysis

“I had to play with boys, girls found me too rough.” - Lupe Vélez

This is an analysis I’ve wanted to cover for a while for quite a few reasons. Primarily because, in a few ways, I see myself in her and, as such, feel the need to defend her and assert her true legacy: as a pioneer. Which brings me to the main reason I wanted to do this: to correct the scurrilous rumours about her premature death cooked up by a hating ass imbecilic Aquarius whose infamous book doesn’t deserve to be named. So if you want to hear the truth about this lady, read on.

Known as the “Mexican Spitfire”, Latin bombshell Lupe Vélez was (an to an extent, still is) a much-maligned and terribly misunderstood woman. A true Cancer, she was a force of nature and unconsciously antagonized others and made them uncomfortable because of her authenticity to herself and her emotional nature. Born during a storm, she had a naturally stormy personality. She could be hilarious and charismatic one moment, and depressive and vicious the next. Instead of anyone trying to understand her, they just stuck her with the “spicy fiery Latina” stereotype, not knowing or caring what was behind it. The harshness of her life before stardom may explain some of her fearsome, yet fun, personality; she grew up with violent trauma – watching her father kill and almost be killed during the Mexican Revolution. She also is believed to have had undiagnosed bipolar disorder, which would explain her extreme moodiness and outbursts.

One of the first Latina actresses to make an impact in Hollywood, she was subjected to the racist, sexist Hollywood tropes that forever typecasted her—she was called “senorita cyclone,” and the “hot tamale”. The Hollywood press willfully misunderstood Vélez’s sex positivity and consistently portrayed her as a woman who took great pleasure in her body, and indeed, the tempestuous Vélez had numerous affairs, including a particularly torrid one with a young Gary Cooper, and a tumultuous marriage to “Tarzan” star Johnny Weissmuller. But in 1944, at age 36, she found herself pregnant with the child of a little known-actor name Harald Ramond, who would not marry her and this reality made her come undone, and like my other baby Carole Landis, she succumbed to an drug overdose. Her promiscuity, right or wrong, became part of the way her stardom was packaged and promoted. Also, the press naturally compared her to (and pitted her against) Hollywood’s only other female Mexican star—the “high-class” and elegant Dolores Del Rio. The press couldn’t even find sympathy for her even in death and a false story was printed that she drowned in the toilet after vomiting up a spicy Mexican dinner. Her death is parodied and mocked to this day. Again, she’s a true Cancer in the sense that the same imperfections that everyone else has, she is seen as less than human for having them. I hope to help right that wrong by honoring Vélez for being the trailblazer that she is. At any rate, Vélez would seem to be a prototype for contemporary female stars, from Madonna to Rihanna, who have proclaimed their pleasure in their body and their sexual liberation — a pro-sex activist before her time, doomed to suffer the rejection of a more puritanical age.

Lupe Vélez, according to astrotheme, was a Cancer sun and Leo moon. She was born María Guadalupe Villalobos Vélez in San Luis Potosí, Mexico, to young upper-middle class parents. Her father, Jacobo Villalobos Reyes, was a colonel in the military, and her mother, Josefina Vélez, was an opera singer. They also had another son, John and daughter, Annette. The Villalobos family were considered prominent in San Luis Potosí and most of the male family members were college educated. The family was also financially comfortable and lived in a large home with servants. As a young girl Lupe showed an interest in performing, but her father was outraged at his daughter’s “low-class” dreams, and forbade his daughter from being in show business. All that changed during the war. Her family was in a state of upheaval—the Mexican Revolution was happening, her father had been presumed dead in the war and all their money was gone. While most of her family members were too proud to get jobs, a teenage Vélez did just that, supporting the family by working as a saleswoman in a department store. She then finagled an audition with a local theater. However, her father was indded alive and well and soon returned home from the war. Because at that time becoming an artist and coming from a well-to-do family was seen as embarrassing, her father refused to let her use his last name in theater, so she used her mother’s surname.

She proceeded to seek out venues where she could dance the then-popular “shimmy.” In 1925 she was cast in the big stage revues Mexican Rataplan and !No lo tapes! and became a big audience favourite. Her name got around to American stage star Richard Bennett (father of American film stars Constance and Joan Bennett), who was looking for a Mexican cantina singer for his new play. Lupe traveled to Hollywood but was rejected for the part for being too young. While in Hollywood, Lupe met film and stage comedienne Fanny Brice, who took a liking to Lupe because of her sparkling personality. She put in a good word for Lupe to impresario Florenz Ziegfeld (creator of the Ziegfeld’s Follies), who could use Lupe in one of his Broadway musicals. However, MGM producer Harry Rapf heard of Lupe as well, and offered her a screen test. When producer Hal Roach saw the test, he immediately signed her to a contract. Vélez soon made her major film debut in Douglas Fairbanks’ action-romance The Gaucho in 1927. The film was a huge hit and Vélez was an overnight sensation.

Along with her professional life gaining steam, so did her love life. Vélez sought out some of Hollywood’s hottest men, which wasn’t hard for a hot and sexy number like Lupe; men flocked to her like bees to honey. She was romantically linked with Gary Cooper, Charlie Chaplin, Clark Gable, cowboy Tom Mix, “Tarzan” actor Johnny Weissmuller, Errol Flynn, John Gilbert, Henry Wilcoxon, singer Russ Columbo, Randolph Scott, author Erich Maria Remarque (who wrote All Quiet On The Western Front and later married Paulette Goddard), Clayton “Lone Ranger” Moore, director Victor Fleming (director of Gone With The Wind), and boxers Jack Johnson and Jack Dempsey.

One of her first conquests was cowboy star Tom Mix. She also had an with newcomer Clark Gable, who cut off their romance because he was afraid Lupe would run all over town discussing their sexual secrets, which she did. Soon she had a torrid affair with comic genius Charlie Chaplin in 1928. Lupe revitalized Chaplin’s libido after he had gone through a torturous divorce from his wife. Whatever time she had for the many men in her life, that same appreciation didn’t extend to other women and she would frequently battle with the other females with whom she had to work with and would often threaten them; when she was starring in director D.W. Griffith’s Lady of the Pavements, she had to co-star with an actress named Jedda Goudall, whom she hated, and the two had a ferocious cat-fight on the set. When she made her final appearance on Broadway in the Cole Porter musical “You Never Know”, Vélez and fellow cast member Libby Holman feuded viciously. The feud came to a head during a performance where Vélez punched Holman in between curtain calls and gave her a black eye, which pretty much ended the run of the show. Vélez was territorial about the men in her life, she was vicious toward any woman who might be competition for her man or an acting role. She mocked Marlene Dietrich, Greta Garbo, Katharine Hepburn and Shirley Temple, and her arch nemesis Dolores Del Dio by doing imitations of them.

When she was cast in the film The Wolf Song in 1929, she met Gary Cooper and immediately started what would be her first widely publicized romance. Theirs was a one-sidedly volatile relationship; he would often appear in public with scratches and bruises. One time, she attacked him with a knife during a fight. He needed stitches. By the end of their time as a couple, Copper had lost 45 pounds and was physically exhausted. He was ordered by the studio to take a vacation. As he boarded a train, Vélez shot at Cooper but missed. Lupe soon moved on to other men; she had a thing for fighters. In addition to having a brief fling with boxer Jack Dempsey, she conducted a flagrant, but secret, affair with the black boxer Jack Johnson. In those days, blacks and whites almost never conducted sexual affairs out in the open. She met Olympic swimming champion Johnny Weissmuller at the hotel where she was staying that was owned by film star Marion Davies. One problem: Weissmuller was already married. But no matter, he dumped his wife for Lupe and married her October 8, 1933 in Las Vegas. Theirs was not a happy, serene marriage, and they constantly battled, with Lupe filing for divorce several times in 1934 and changing her mind each time. Weissmuller’s patience was so strained he dumped a plate of salad on her head at Ciro’s nightclub. Finally, in 1938 she filed a petition that was finalized in 1939.

After having many hit pictures with MGM, they unceremoniously dropped her. The excuse was that the studios were no longer going to make Spanish versions of their films and there was no longer a need for Latin actresses. Vélez returned to Mexico in 1938 to star in her first Spanish-language film. Arriving in Mexico City, she was greeted by 10,000 fans. The film La Zandunga, was a critical and financial success and Vélez was slated to appear in four more Mexican films, but instead, she returned to Los Angeles. She soon went to RKO Studios and starred in the B-movie The Girl From Mexico. Despite its lowly status, the picture became a tremendous hit with audiences. RKO rushed her into another film, this time called Mexican Spitfire, playing an emotionally volatile singer named Carmelita. The 1940 film became another smash for Lupe. The Spitfire series of eight slapstick comedy films rejuvenated Lupe’s sagging career. In late 1941, she had an affair with writer Erich Maria Remarque whose wife, actress Luise Rainer later wrote that Remarque told her “with the greatest of glee” that he found Vélez’s volatility hot.

At this same time Lupe took on another lover in the form of a French 27-year-old bit actor named Harald Ramond. He was a strong and controlling man who knew how to tame Lupe. After she discovered that she was three months pregnant, she announced her engagement to Ramond without his knowledge or consent. When he learned of her pregnancy, he refused to marry her. Deeply hurt and stunned, she felt backed into a corner; she knew her career would be ruined in Hollywood if word got out she was pregnant and unmarried. It just wasn’t done in those days. And despite her wildness, Lupe was a devout Catholic, so abortion was out of the question. She could see only one way out: suicide. On December 18, 1944, at the age of 36, Vélez swallowed 70 Seconal pills, she lay down on her pink satin pillow on her over-sized Hollywood bed and arranged herself like a movie star, with her hands folded across her chest and went into an eternal sleep. Dramatic to the end, Lupe went out of this world in glamorous style. She left a suicide note addressed to Harald, which read:

“To Harald, May God forgive you and forgive me too, but I prefer to take my life away and our baby’s before I bring him with shame or killing him. How could you, Harald, fake such a great love for me and our baby when all the time you didn’t want us? I see no other way out for me so goodbye and good luck to you, Love Lupe.”

THAT is the truth. But the bottom line is: how she lived her life as well as the circumstances around her death are all irrelevant at the end of the day. What matters is the loss of a great multi-talented, pioneering Mexican star and a legacy unrealized and stunted by a world that wasn’t ready for her.

Next, I’ll talk about the most famous of her paramours, the yin to her yang, a perfect example of the special chemistry that Taureans and Cancers share, the strong, silent hero of the silver screen: Taurus Gary Cooper.

Stats

birthdate: July 18, 1908

major planets:

Sun: Cancer

Moon: Leo

Rising: Gemini

Mercury: Cancer

Venus: Leo

Mars: Pisces

Midheaven: Pisces

Jupiter: Virgo

Saturn: Aries

Uranus: Capricorn

Neptune: Cancer

Pluto: Gemini

Overall personality snapshot: She may have seemed at times to be a shy, vulnerable, romantic individual who only wanted to please, but underneath she had a voracious appetite for adoration and respect, and would not stop until she got it. Without a doubt, she had a very warm feeling for others, and domestic security with plenty of happy togetherness is high on her list of priorities. When it came to cooperation with others, however, she had her limits because she was profoundly individualistic and, albeit in a charming manner, she insisted on doing things her way. Ultimately the most important thing for her was believing in herself and being true to her standards and aspirations. Most of all, she needed to fulfill her creative potential, which was like an intimate companion with whom she shared her life. You nurture it, protect it, and then you show it off, and whatever walk of life you are in, you tend to be a fine performer.

This gave her a lot of self-respect and a touch of vanity as well, and her emotional sensitivity combined with her underlying imperiousness tended to impress others and made them take her seriously. She was a devoted member of her flock, and she zealously and jealously protected and promoted whomever she was devoted to. When it came to developing her own talents, however, she seemed to know that she had to pull away in order to grow into her greatest self. Others may have thought she was a bit of a show-off but that was not the case: she simply had a deep sense of the importance of her own creative talents, and she felt only half alive if she did not honour them. Although she was pretty sensitive to criticism or rebuffs, she was just as committed to honesty and personal integrity; and despite her vanity, she eventually learned to laugh at herself.

She had a very good memory and found it easy to learn subjects that interested her. She was very kind and thoughtful towards others. Her imagination was very keen, but if it got carried away, she may have experienced irrational fears. Even though she may have tried to maintain a scientific and objective outlook, her mind was actually dominated by her emotions. When it came to careers, she may have felt initially vague or confused about what she really wanted to do. She was eventually forced to give up her career of choice by events out of her control (as was evidenced by the tides turning from the “Mexican spitfire” female ideal due to the changing of the times). There was probably some element of self-sacrifice involved somewhere in her choice of career (the element of sacrifice being that she had to sacrifice her child, and ultimately her life, in relation to her reputation as an unwed mother as well as her unborn child’s reputation as an illegitimate child). She had good technical and scientific ability due to her, at times almost fanatical, attention to detail. She was also fastidious when it came to matters of health, diet and appearance. She was not afraid of work and was very resourceful and capable. She also worked well in a team. She became very annoyed if somebody else questioned the way that she operated. Her energy levels were somewhat inhibited, her self-confidence reduced, and her ambitions restricted through fear of failure. Times of strength and weakness alternated within her. Even though her decision-making ability could be ineffectual through over-caution, she often seemed to be placed in situations where a quick decision was needed. When she succeeded, it was mainly through her own efforts. She also showed a tendency towards wanting to start at the top, wanting to avoid the hard work that gets you there.

She belonged to a generation with a rational and logical attitude to life. There was a conflict between tradition and convention, and the experimental and unconventional. As an individual, she had to learn to strike a balance between the erratic and the conventional. As a member of this generation, she had the ability to come up with original ideas which could be of practical value. She was part of a very artistically talented and creative generation that wanted to escape from the demands of the world around them into a world of excitement and glamour. She was part of an emotionally sensitive generation that was extremely conscious of the domestic environment and the atmosphere surrounding her home place and home country. In fact, she could be quite nostalgic about her homeland, religion and traditions, often seeing them in a romantic light. She felt a degree of escapism from everyday reality, and was very sensitive to the moods of those around her. Bow embodied all of these Cancer Neptunian ideals. As a Gemini Plutonian, she was mentally restless and willing to examine and change old doctrines, ideas and ways of thinking. As a member of this generation, she showed an enormous amount of mental vitality, originality and perception. Traditional customs and taboos were examined and rejected for newer and more original ways of doing things. As opportunities with education expanded, she questioned more and learned more. As a member of this generation, having more than one occupation at a time would not have been unusual to her.

Love/sex life: It wasn’t easy to be passionate and emotionally explosive and also hold on to her dignity, but this was what she wanted to accomplish. She tried to conceal the pulsating softness of her sexual nature behind a façade of control and bluster. She thought that her display of strength and jolly self-confidence would hide her vulnerability and her susceptibility to virtually any sexual diversion. Of course, no one was really buying this cover up. They saw the luscious edges of her erotic hunger peeking through her disguise. That’s why they were all so anxious to be around her. The biggest problem in her sex life was how to deal with change. She loved it and she hated it. She loved following the lead of her feelings and surrendering herself to the moment. Too much consistency, even loving consistency, was apt to leave her bored and dissatisfied. But she also saw change as a threat to her sense of control and to the emotional security that she valued so highly. Because of this duality in her thinking, her reaction to changes in her sex life was abrupt, contradictory, and (horror of horrors) a little undignified.

minor asteroids and points:

North Node: Gemini

Lilith: Libra

Vertex: Scorpio

Fortune: Gemini

East Point: Gemini

Her North Node in Gemini dictated that she needed to prevent her idealism from influencing her thoughts to such a high degree. She needed to consciously develop a more clear-minded and analytical approach involving her thought processes. Her Lilith in Libra was definitely working overtime here. Relationships somehow caused her to err, and her partner choices caused much suffering. She expressed herself through others. As a lover, she was aggressive, yet co-dependent. As a mistress, she was not above trying to cause a divorce, which she did with Johnny Weissmuller and she ultimately became fatally despondent when she found herself pregnant with a bit actor's baby. She used her good looks as a weapon to help her get ahead in the movie industry. Also, Lilith in Libra strangely enough, manifested itself as a sort of lighter female Capricorn archetype, and she pulled herself up by the bootstraps in a rather glamorous way, going to work after her father left the family unit. As such, she exhibited graceful gumption right until the very end. Her Vertex in Scorpio, 5th house dictated that she had a desire or continual need for feeling irresistible and irreplaceable on all levels of intimacy, whether spiritual, intellectual, emotional, or physical. From the fires of hell to the heights of heaven, the further and deeper the range of interaction she could experience with another the more fulfilling. She had a childlike orientation, in all of its manifestations, toward relationships on an internal level. That implicit trust, or perhaps naivete, that was instilled in our childhood persisted far into maturity. The concomitant explosions and occasional tantrums when these constructs are violated also accompany this position. She had a need for fun, creativity, and excitement in a committed relationship, no matter how many years it has endured. She often had deep fears, typical of children, of abandonment, as well as a need for universal acceptance, no matter how she acted, which she needed her partner to respect and nurture, rather than rebuke, especially in adulthood. Her Part of Fortune in Gemini and Part of Spirit in Sagittarius dictated that her destiny lay in travel, education and communication. She was able to overcome enemies by her words and by her writing. Happiness and fulfillment came from being able to express herself fully. Her soul’s purpose lay in seeking truth, justice and fairness. She felt spiritual connections and saw the spark of the divine when she studied, broadened her mind through new philosophies, or looked for inspiration outside the home. East Point in Gemini dictated that she was often insatiably curious and loved to collect little bits of (what seemed to be useless) information and trivia. Her interests were quite varied, and she may have been somewhat scattered. Sometimes her curiosity could appear cold and callous as her level of objectivity was potentially high. There was usually an openness to learning in any situation.

elemental dominance:

water

fire

She had high sensitivity and elevation through feelings. Her heart and her emotions were her driving forces, and she couldn’t do anything on earth if she didn’t feel a strong effective charge. She needed to love in order to understand, and to feel in order to take action, which caused a certain vulnerability which she should (and often did) fight against. She was dynamic and passionate, with strong leadership ability. She generated enormous warmth and vibrancy. She was exciting to be around, because she was genuinely enthusiastic and usually friendly. However, she could either be harnessed into helpful energy or flame up and cause destruction. Ultimately, she chose the latter. Confident and opinionated, she was fond of declarative statements such as “I will do this” or “It’s this way.” When out of control—usually because she was bored, or hadn’t been acknowledged—she was bossy, demanding, and even tyrannical. But at her best, her confidence and vision inspired others to conquer new territory in the world, in society, and in themselves.

modality dominance:

mutable

She wasn’t particularly interested in spearheading new ventures or dealing with the day-to-day challenges of organization and management. She excelled at performing tasks and producing outcomes. She was flexible and liked to finish things. Was also likely undependable, lacking in initiative, and disorganized. Had an itchy restlessness and an unwillingness to buckle down to the task at hand. Probably had a chronic inability to commit—to a job, a relationship, or even to a set of values.

house dominants:

2nd

3rd

1st

The material side of life including money and finances, income and expenditure, and worldly goods was emphasized in her life. Also the areas of innate resources, such as her self-worth, feelings and emotions were paramount in her life. What she considered her personal security and what she desired was also paramount. Short journeys, traveling within her own country were themes throughout her life; her immediate environment, and relationships with her siblings, neighbours and friends were of importance. The way her mental processes operated, as well as the manner and style in which she communicated was emphasized in her life. As such, much was revealed about her schooling and childhood and adolescence. Her personality, disposition and temperament is highlighted in her life. The manner in which she expressed herself and the way she approached other people is also highlighted. The way she approached new situations and circumstances contributed to show how she set about her life’s goals. The general state of her health is also shown, as well as her early childhood experiences defining the rest of her life.

planet dominants:

Neptune

Mercury

Sun

She was of a contemplative nature, particularly receptive to ambiances, places, and people. She gladly cultivated the art of letting go, and allowed the natural unfolding of events to construct her world. She followed her inspirations, for better or for worse. She was intellectual, mentally quick, and had excellent verbal acuity. She dealt in terms of logic and reasoning. It was likely that she was left-brained. She was restless, craved movement, newness, and the bright hope of undiscovered terrains. She had vitality and creativity, as well as a strong ego and was authoritarian and powerful. She likely had strong leadership qualities, she definitely knew who she was, and she had tremendous will. She met challenges and believed in expanding her life.

sign dominants:

Cancer

Gemini

Leo

At first meeting, she seemed enigmatic, elusive. She needed roots, a place or even a state of mind that she could call her own. She needed a safe harbor, a refuge in which to retreat for solitude. She was generally gentle and kind, unless she was hurt. Then she could become vindictive and sharp-spoken. She was affectionate, passionate, and even possessive at times. She was intuitive and was perhaps even psychic. Experience flowed through her emotionally. She was often moody and always changeable; her interests and social circles shifted constantly. She was emotion distilled into its purest form. She ventured out to see what else was there and seized upon new ideas that expanded her community. Her innate curiosity kept her on the move. She used her rational, intellectual mind to explore and understand her personal world. She needed to answer the single burning question in her mind: why? This applied to most facets of her life, from the personal to the impersonal. This need to know sent her off to foreign countries, where her need to explore other cultures and traditions ranked high. She was changeable and often moody. This meant that she was often at odds with herself—the mind demanding one thing, the heart demanding the opposite. To someone else, this internal conflict often manifested as two very different people. She loved being the center of attention and often surrounded herself with admirers. She had an innate dramatic sense, and life was definitely her stage. Her flamboyance and personal magnetism extended to every facet of her life. She wanted to succeed and make an impact in every situation. She was, at her best, optimistic, honorable, loyal, and ambitious.