#snl 44

[snlbumpers]

Adam Sandler, 2019.

[itsbenedict]

Man that's the thing that's tragic, like- electric cars! Those are good! Those are good for the environment! One really positive impact of Tesla was that their marketing turned fully electric cars from a lame-o thing for weird hippies into something that was all cool and exciting and cutting-edge that the mainstream wanted to buy, and the fact that you've started to see lots of Teslas out and about is like, good. We want that! We want that so that, like, New York doesn't go underwater and stuff. Just 'cause the wacko in charge of the company decided to become the main antagonist of the internet recently doesn't mean it is less of a good thing to drive an electric car.

(if you've seen all the news articles about how they catch on fire sometimes: yeah cars do that occasionally. the ones full of gasoline that run on tiny explosions do that more and worse, they just don't run news articles about them because those don't make people mad and generate clicks.)

It amazes me how many teslas I see out and about. Like you guys bought one for real? On god? No joke?????

[mermaidgirl30]

✨Her Bodyguard, His Shining Star Part 2: No More Hiding✨

Bodyguard! Joel Miller x Popstar fem! reader

Part 1

A/N: Pedro’s SNL skit with Sabrina flooded all the bodyguard x popstar inspiration for me, so here is part 2 🥰

Chapter Summary: It was just supposed to be a photoshoot until he couldn’t stop looking at you. Maybe it’s more than just butterflies you feel for Joel.

Rating: 18+ only MDNI

Word Count: 4.8k

Tags: Fluff, flirting, pining, dirty talk, cute pet names, unprotected piv, switching POVs, reader is a singer, Joel is a bodyguard, reader has long hair, large age gap (reader is 25, Joel is 44)

Dividers by @saradika-graphics

New York City—a place where dreams come true. That’s where you are, in one of the flashiest skyscraper type buildings for the afternoon. You dazzled the world, enough for your manager to get a call asking if you’d be on the cover of Vogue. You were ecstatic, wide-eyed that this was even happening, but here you were in a private studio getting pampered and all glamorous for the magazine shoot. It was all surreal, but the best part about it was that Joel was here for you. 

   The camera flashes your way, clicking every few seconds as the photographer moves around and shouts instructions at you. “Turn around, now look at me, big smiles! Beautiful!” Jacque yells excitedly, his thick French accent bouncing off the ivory walls. 

   The sunlight spills through the large glass windows looking over the city, a glittering crystal chandelier hangs in the middle of the room. The light pink backdrop behind you blends in with the bright lights beaming down at you. The furniture is a lavish cream color, the couch made of velvet. The whole room is practically made for a royal princess. Guess this makes you one. You still can’t believe you’re going to be on the cover of Vogue; it’s almost like you’re walking in a dream.

   “Hey, keep up that smile. I’ve got to head out to meet with some of the tour managers, but I’ll see you later, okay?” Your stylish manager Trish waves, and you give her a nod, watching her walk over to where Joel’s sitting on the far side of the couch. 

   “You take care of her today, got it?” she asks with a knowing gaze, giving him a tight lipped smile because she knows he will.

   “Yes, ma’am. Always do.” He gives her a tip of his head, a tousled curl falling into the center of his forehead until he pushes it back with a large palm gliding through his lush hair. She walks off just as he looks back at you, giving you a flirtatious wink that sends pink to your cheeks.

   “Look right at the camera, angel. Perfect,” your photographer beams as another click comes from his expensive camera.

   Your dress is short, icy white with crystals covering the silky fabric. This was your third outfit change, the last dress to finish off the photoshoot. The dress barely grazes your thighs, the fur coat hanging off your shoulders making the room feel stifling. You know the real reason why you’re burning up, and it’s not the fur coat or the temperature of the room. It’s because Joel Miller can’t take his eyes off you in the corner of the room. 

   Your eyes flick toward his every few poses, your body turning just enough to get a view of him from your peripheral vision. You can feel the heat coming off his large body, even if he’s all the way across the room. 

   You can almost taste the coffee flavor that simmers on his tongue, watching him take another sip from his ceramic mug the hosts gave him this morning. You’re dying to have a moment alone with him again, wanting so badly to wrap your arms around his neck and devour his taste with your tongue. Just like that night at Coachella when you were wrapped up in his arms all night long.

   You turn your back to the photographer, peeking over your shoulder while you tease the camera with a wink and a scrunched up nose. You hear Joel choke on a sip of coffee, clearing his throat as he readjusts his position on the velvet couch. You giggle at the sound, knowing you were the one that nearly made him fall off the side of it. You love to tease him, and you know he loves it just as much as you do. 

   “Eyes right here. There, beautiful! Okay, come sit on the ledge by the window for me. Yes, wonderful,” he claps, watching you get into place. 

   You decide to focus back on the camera, back on what you should be paying attention to. You can’t concentrate on anything when Joel is in a room, though. He’ll surely get you into trouble one of these days.

   Joel sits with his back glued to the couch, legs splayed wide, a large hand running up and down the scruff of his face. He can’t keep his eyes off you, can’t seem to stop being mesmerized by the beauty that stands before him. He thinks you look like an angel. Bright lights shining on your little white dress, beautiful eyes silhouetted by the soft curls that spiral down your shoulders. And your legs. God, your legs. Long, tanned thighs that are thick and toned. He thinks you’re so very perfect. Beautiful, smart, kind, funny. Well, you’re everything he’s ever wanted.

   It takes everything in his power to hold himself back from you right now. His fingers dig into the edge of the couch with every turn your body makes, his heart thunders with every flick of your eyes in his direction. He’s so enamoured by every move you make that it makes his mind tick with endless possibilities. 

   He still can’t believe he had you in the trailer at Coachella a few weeks ago, can’t fathom that his lips have been on every inch of your soft skin, his cock buried deep in your pretty pussy. He still remembers how you taste. Vanilla scented skin, citrus flavors flowing down your thighs, your sweet release stuck on his taste buds like it’s his new favorite brand of whiskey. Your melodic moans echo through his mind night after night when he’s twisting in his sheets, begging to hear those pretty sounds purring in the shell of his ear. 

   It’s getting harder for him to control himself around you in public, his fingers buzzing every time your smooth skin brushes against his hand on the side of the street. He wants to tangle his fingers through yours, brush your knuckles against his lips while you lean your head on his shoulder. One day he’ll get to. But for now, he’ll enjoy every single second you have together in the privacy of his own home. 

   He watches you lean against the cascading windows, sees your beautiful smile beaming through the sunlight. You’re so angelic that it makes him want to fall to his knees, worship you like you deserve to be. He’s completely head over heels for you, has been since the moment he met you. It’s not just your looks, your perfect body, your lilty voice. No. He sees how pure your heart is, knows exactly the type of girl you are. 

   The public eye doesn’t know you like he does. They think you’re just some fashionista pop star who likes attention. You’re not superficial, not stuck up, not anything like the fans think. He knows the real you, and he swears you’re the shiniest diamond in the rough. Sweet, kind, caring, and so devoted to spreading awareness on important issues in the world. He doesn’t know how he got so lucky, but he counts his blessings every day for taking a job that led him to you. His shining star.

   The photographer leads you back in front of the pink backdrop, telling you to turn and flip your hair to the camera. You do as he says, giving him the best smile you can muster. “Okay, push your hair back. Just a little,” he asks nicely. You flip your hair behind your shoulders, feeling the fur coat slip further down your arms. 

   “No, honey. Try again. Where’s Cynthia when you need her?” He looks around, finding the room empty of your makeup artist. “Rats. I need to adjust my lense, one second. Joel!” Joel’s eyes go wide, and he sits up straight on the edge of the couch. “Come here for a second, will you? I need you to try to fix her hair, and take her coat off for me. Need to adjust this, be back in two minutes,” he says as he rushes into the other room.

   Joel walks timidly over to you, one foot in front of the other. His blue flannel clinging to his broad shoulders, material binded to his large biceps. He rolls his sleeves up carefully, exposing those long, thick veins that pave the way to his big hands. 

   Your breaths come in waves, your skin glistening with nervous sweat the closer he gets. It’s so hard to hold back when all you want is to jump in his arms, have him scoop you up as he lets you bury your face into the warmth of his chest. That’s all you want right now, all you need. 

   Two more steps and he’s right in front of you, almond eyes gazing down at you, a crooked smile forming over his mouth. He brushes his fingertips slowly over your jaw, delicately tracing his calloused thumb under the bottom of your glossy lips. You almost fall into his broad chest, almost close your eyes and inhale his woodsy cologne that’s stuck to your lilac sheets back at home. You wish the photographer would never come back. He could just leave you alone with Joel in the private space of this loft, and that’d be perfectly fine with you. 

   He pushes an out of place curl behind your ear, tracing the edge of your cheek while his other hand pushes your hair behind your shoulders, lingering a hand over the bare skin on your arm. You blink up at him, nerves buzzing through your lower region, and you wish you could stay in this moment forever. 

   “Do I look okay?” you ask nervously, fluttering your eyelashes up at him as he gives you a deep chuckle in response. 

   “You’re drop dead gorgeous, sweetheart. Not even the sun could outshine you right now.” His words are soft, fingers still lingering over your heated cheeks. Your mouth drops open, still digesting the words that just came from his open lips. 

   “Oh, that’s a… that’s…” Before you can say anything else Joel helps you slide the fur coat off, his calloused fingers skating down your glittery skin as you feel hot fire run through your veins. 

   “You know… I can’t stop thinking about that night at Coachella. The first time I kissed you, tasted you, felt you…” He cups your chin, pulling your face up to his as he gazes deeply into your eyes. You can’t move, can’t speak when his lips are this close to your skin. It’s like everything around you just stops in time. There’s no photographer, no waiting camera, nobody else here except you and Joel. It’s your room, your moment, all yours. 

   “Joel…” you whisper, feeling his lips close in, barely grazing against the gloss of yours. 

   “Yeah, pretty girl?” he asks, his warm breath blowing across the top of your lips. 

   “Kiss me…”

   Just as he’s about to press his lips to yours, Jacque swiftly struts into the room, and Joel jumps back with your jacket in hand, running a hand nervously through his tousled curls as he flicks his brown doe eyes to you and backs up to the couch. 

   You sigh, your heart still lodged in your throat. You were so close to being right where you wanted to be, right on Joel’s lips where it’s warm and inviting and feels like home. 

   “Eyes on me, gorgeous. Push your fingers through your hair and give me that beautiful smile!” Jacque starts flashing the camera, and you pose and smile, giving him your most flirty positions. You feel Joel’s eyes searing into you, undressing every piece of material on your skin, lighting a fire in your core that only he can create.

   He’s a wildfire, and he burns. 

   After a few minutes the photoshoot ends, and Jacque is sending you off with a hug and multiple kisses to your cheek. “Stupendous, darling! I’ll get these edited and back to you in a few days. So nice to work with you again. Keep in touch!”

   You say your goodbyes and let him pack up his belongings while you slip into the changing room and get undressed quickly. Your zipper catches on the sheer material, and memories flash in your mind of the night Joel came into your trailer and helped you out, which led to his lips on yours and then down to your core…

   Shaking the steamy memories away, you slide on a white sundress and leave your photoshoot clothes hanging on a hook. Your stylist said she’d be back later to take your things, so now you’re free to roam around New York City.

   Taking one more look in the mirror to make sure your hair and makeup are in check, you slide on a pair of white Converse and exit the room, entering back into Joel’s vicinity where it’s hot and stifling.

   “You ready to go explore the city, pretty girl?” he whispers out, his hot breath fanning across the shell of your ear which makes goosebumps explode down the width of your arms.

   “Mmm. If it means I get you all to myself today then yes,” you smile, drawing closer to his body, your arm sliding against his discreetly while you walk to the door. His large hand brushes yours when he opens the door for you, and his other hand guides you forward, his fingers tracing against the small of your back like electricity. 

   Once you’re out of sight, his fingers lace through yours and he tugs you toward the lavish elevator, planting a kiss on the crown of your head. “‘Course, sweetheart. You can get me to yourself all day, any day. Jus’ say the words and I’m yours,” he purrs, making your heart swell at the soft words.

   “You have me, Joel. I’m all yours, but only if you’re mine.”

   “I’m all yours, baby.” 

   Before the elevator makes it up to the top floor, Joel pulls you flush to his broad chest and cups the back of your head, drawing you close until his lips meld with yours. It’s like fireworks exploding, sparks flying when his lips connect with yours. It’s like this right here is meant to be. And the feelings inside you are explosive like dynamite. You’re falling for him. Hard.

   The quiet ding of the elevator forces your lips apart. Luckily, no one else is in the elevator, so you have it all to yourselves. He shuffles you inside and clicks the button, lighting up the number one, and then the doors close with a bang.

   The air is stifling in here, lust and feelings permeating like a thick fog around your head. All you can see is Joel’s glittering brown eyes that have trouble and need swirling inside those chocolate irises that stare you down like he wants to devour you. And you’ll let him. God, you’ll let him.

   “God, you’re so beautiful,” he drawls out like smooth butter, making your breath hitch at the words of affirmation.

   “You think so?” you whisper out quietly.

   “It’s not a question, baby. It’s a fact.”

   One hand lingers on the curve of your hip, the other traces softly down your jawline, his thumb brushing against your bottom lip dangerously slow like he’s memorizing every crevice and line of your glossy lips. 

   “I think,” he says while he backs you up against the wall, his arms caging you in on each side so there’s no escape, “you’re the most beautiful girl in the world. And the things I want to do to you shouldn’t even be allowed.” His chest is flush with yours, crowding your space until you can smell every inch of his coffee and woodsy scents colliding together, starting fires deep in your core. 

   Your lips part, and you look up innocently into those lust-filled pits. “So, what are you going to do with me? You going to be my well behaved bodyguard or are you going to fuck me right now, Joel?”

   It only takes a second for him to snap. He hits a button on the wall until the elevator is completely stopped, not even caring that we could be caught. He doesn’t care because all he can think about is having his cock stuffed deep inside you until you’re screaming his name in pure pleasure.

   Taking you up against the cool wall, he lifts you up, slides his hand up your dress till you’re a panting mess just waiting for him to eat you alive. Your legs clamp around his hips; your lips moan his name as he skates his calloused fingers up your skin, and then his lips crash against yours. Hot bliss courses through your veins, his tongue tangling with yours. You drink down his coffee taste, revel in the feel of his palm rutting against your clothed core, making slick crash against the lace material. 

   It’s not enough. You’re not close enough, can’t breathe unless you’re skin to skin to him, his body above you, crushing you to the mattress as he lights your body on fire with each stroke of his tongue, each thrust of his hips, each taste of his plush lips. And he knows. So he crushes his broad body against yours and slips your lace to the side till his fingers circle tightly against your aching bundle of nerves. 

   “Joel,” you pant into his open mouth, letting him devour you with each flick of his tongue. 

   “Hm?” He doesn’t stop. Doesn’t mutter a word more, just swallows your pretty moans. His thick finger are tantalizing. Deft motions taking you to places that only Joel knows how to get you to. 

   Your head falls back against the cool metal wall as white-hot heat slides through your core, your walls clenching around nothing. You’re almost there, almost tearing through your body just as Joel’s deep voice breaks through the fire that’s burning you alive. 

   “Go on, pretty girl. Let me see you,” he drawls out, his lips dragging down your neck, mouth nipping your collarbone. 

   With one more stroke of his big fingers, you’re done for. “Joelll,” you moan, your eyes screwed shut as heat floods down your thighs. Slick covers Joel’s palm, and he audibly growls as he watches you come undone just for him. 

   “There ya go. So pretty, baby,” he hums, warm breath blowing over your mouth. 

   He doesn’t even let you catch your breath till he’s unzipping his fly, shoving his pants and boxers down. His hard length lines up against your slick folds, his swollen tip nudging gently against your opening until you’re practically begging him to take you. 

   “Need you,” you pant, breathless as you slide forward and feel him start to push through your slickness. 

   “Use your words,” he teases, his hand sliding down your back, holding you up off the floor. 

   “Need your… need all of you. Need you inside me,” you whine, lips parted when he smirks devilishly your way. 

   “That’s all you had to say,” he chuckles. Then he’s wasting no time. He thrusts deep inside you, till he bottoms out. Till you feel him everywhere. 

   Gasping, you take a deep breath, let him pound into you, let him fill you with his thick cock and his languid strokes. He scratches that itch against your spongy walls, takes you all the way to heaven each time he kisses your cervix. He feels so good, always hits just the right spot. It’s like he knows you inside and out. Knows exactly what to do to get you to a mind-blowing orgasm. 

   “Oh, fuck,” you whine as he thrusts deeper, harder, until you feel all of him, all at once. 

   “Yeah? That right?” he chuckles as he thrusts once more, repeats the motions languidly. “Takin’ me so good, pretty popstar. Always take my cock so well,” he groans, fusing his lips right under the shell of your ear, hitting another sweet spot as heat slides down your spine. 

   “You’re all I need, Joel. Your lips, your cock, your hands, your everything,” you sing out as he ruts as deep as he can. 

   “Well, you’re all I need too, darlin’. All I fuckin’ think about is havin’ you in my arms,” he drawls out through a grunt. You feel he’s almost there. Feel his cock swell inside you, see his eyebrows thread together, hear the struggle in his deep breaths. 

   But you’re right there too. You were the moment he spoke those sweet words. Letting your walls squeeze around his thick cock, you let him know you’re right there too. “Joel, you’re gonna make me—”

   “Come for me. Come on my cock. Wanna feel you squeeze me,” he slurs through each ragged breath, his hand squeezing around your hip, thrusts speeding up with each word that leaves his beautiful mouth. 

   So you do. Clenching around him, you let his unrelenting thrusts take you over the edge. Pressing your forehead against his, you feel your climax wash over you. Moaning through it, calling his name through the small elevator, you give him everything. Slick coats his cock, washes over him. And then he lets his release take hold seconds later. With one more jut of his hips, he spills his hot seed inside you, claims you as his own with each syllable of your name dripping off his tongue. You let it wash through you, soak him up till you’re certain his DNA is mixed with yours. You’re both tangled together, bodies twisted around one another, peppering soft kisses against each other’s mouths. 

   His forehead falls against yours as he slowly releases your legs from around his hips, sets you down gently to where your feet are planted on the floor. And he slowly adjusts your panties back in place, makes sure you’re put back together after he just tore you apart. Your hands slide up his broad chest once he’s done adjusting his pants back in place. He cups your cheek, looks at you like a man in love. And maybe he is. You see it through the stars twinkling in his brown flecks, see it in his dreamy smile, feel it in the way he touches you—like you’re made of gold dust. And it’s right on the tip of your tongue, right on the edge of his. You can feel it everywhere, dancing around you like it’s been floating there, waiting for this moment. 

   He tips your chin up, looks at you like no one else has, and then it’s there slipping off his tongue into the warm air. “You know, I never imagined I’d be falling in love with the girl I’m supposed to be protecting, but here I am. Already fallen for my pretty popstar.”

   Your lips part, words lost as love serenades through your bloodstream. He just said he’s falling in love… “You… love me?” you whisper out, fingers curling around the front of his soft flannel, eyes blurring through the meaning. 

   He nods, gives you a crooked smile, brown eyes glinting. “I do, babygirl. I love you.”

   You gasp, drag your hand through his tousled curls, stand on your toes so you can brush your mouth over his. “I love you too, my big, soft bodyguard.”

   He scoops you up into his big arms, presses his lips against yours until all you can taste is him. You revel in his touch, the words still dragging over his tongue. I love you, I love you, I love you. 

   You let him brush his knuckles over your cheek, allow him to tangle his fingers through your hair, let him whisper words of affirmation through each kiss, each stroke of his tanned skin. 

   When he parts from your lips, he stands back, eyes slipping over you for a beat, memorizing this moment in time. This special, once in a lifetime moment. He breaks the silence with his husky breath. “Guess we should get out of here?” he asks, knocking his knuckles on the elevator door. 

   You sigh, wanting to stay in this little bubble forever. But you can’t, so you nod. “Yeah, should get out of here.”

   With one more tilt of his head, he presses the lit-up button, till the elevator starts moving down again. 

   You blink up at him, wondering what comes next. Wondering if this can really go on outside these closed-up walls. You know what your publicist will say, know what the tabloids will throw together. Some ridiculous scandal they’ll say. A fling that won’t last. Word will get out to the crowds, your label, your manager. But you just don’t care. You don’t fucking care what anyone says because they don’t know you and Joel. They don’t know us. 

   Us. Yes. You’re an item now, inseparable. And you don’t plan on ever letting that change now. You’ll just hold on to him till the inevitable happens. But maybe this will last. Maybe it’ll end with a rock on your finger, his lips against yours down the aisle, a honeymoon you never want to come back from. Because this feels like forever. And maybe you want it to be. 

   When the elevator doors slide open and you scuff your Converse against the smooth marble floors, you feel blood rushing through your veins, hear static inside your eardrums with each step you get closer to the glass doors. The ones that’ll lead you out to the public. 

   As you close in on your last steps, you stop, look over at Joel. He’s got the same expression as you. Knit eyebrows, jaw ticked, a little worry dancing through his glazed-over eyes. “So,” he asks, worry masking his deep bravado. 

   “So,” you repeat, your heart thrumming through your chest. 

   He slicks a hand back through his curls, sighs when he drops his hand. “We doin’ this?” he asks, the back of his knuckles brushing against yours. 

  You flick your eyes to the closed doors, look outside the gigantic city with big buildings and sunlight streaming through grey clouds. Just as fear takes hold, it disappears the moment he holds his open palm out, waiting for you to take it. 

   Biting your bottom lip, you hover over his hand, think about the consequences of your actions. “What about the paparazzi?”

   He shrugs, slides the fear away. “Don’t care about ‘em. All I care about is you,” he listlessly says, firm on his decision. 

   You melt over his doe eyes, sink a little into the floor. “You really want to take this into the public, where everyone can see?” you ask with wide eyes, feeling a little safer as his calloused fingers glide over your open hand. 

   “I’m tired of hiding, darlin’. I jus’ wanna hold my girlfriend’s hand out in public. Wanna take you shopping and to go eat at that fancy spaghetti restaurant you love. Wanna kiss you under the sunlight and take you on real dates. Wanna make you mine, sweetheart.”

   You lace your fingers through his, seal the deal with a squeeze. “Then I’m all yours, handsome. In private, in public. I could care less about the tabloids. All I want is for my boyfriend to hold my hand while we stroll down the streets together.”

   Joel cups your chin, lifts your mouth to his and crashes into you with a heart-stopping kiss. One that could shatter the earth. You melt into him, forget everything else that’s going on around you, even ignore the person that strolls around the two of you in the lobby. It’s just you and Joel. Nothing else matters. 

   When he leans back, he gives you a wide smile, squeezes your hand and opens the door wide for you. Fresh air kisses your skin, makes you a little breathless when he locks his fingers around yours and leads you down Central Avenue. 

   “C’mon, pretty girl. Let’s go explore New York the way it was meant to be explored. With you right by my side, my hand in yours.”

   And then the rest is history. You don’t care about the flash of cameras around the corner. All you can focus on is his hand in yours, his body shielding you from anyone that’s not him, and the twinkle of his brown eyes filled with love. 

   Love. You’re so in love with your bodyguard, and he’s in love with you. Just a popstar destined to find her bodyguard. The bodyguard that’d change your life forever. 

   Mine. 

[ohdorothea]

Taylor Swift and her forever muse, Taylor Swift: a web weave

This web weave was originally called ‘the selves are fighting’ and was inspired by the amazing @doppelgangerism and then further inspired by so so many of my smart creative mutuals including @justanapparatus @milfygerard @tayloralisonswift @lesbiansusanpevensie !!! I love you all!!!

1. I Can See You Music Video

2. cardigan

3. I Knew You Were Trouble Music Video

4. Peter

5. Style Music Video

6. Lover Music Video

7. the lakes

8. Willow Music Video

9. cowboy like me

10. …Ready For It? Music Video

11. Look What You Made Me Do Music Video

12. Dear Reader

13. Look What You Made Me Do Music Video

14. ME! Music Video

15. I Hate It Here

16. Style Music Video

17. The Archer

18. 1989 Polaroids

19. Style Music Video

20. this is me trying

21. Look What You Made Me Do Music Video

22. Everything Has Changed Music Video

23. Peter

24. SNL Promotional Photo

25. Look What You Made Me Do Music Video

26. The Tortured Poets Department

27. Photo of The Eras Tour

28. ME! Music Video

29. Stay Stay Stay

30. Delicate Music Video

31. Bejewelled Music Video

32. champagne problems

33. Willow Music Video

34. Willow Music Video

35. Who’s Afraid of Little Old Me?

36. Bad Blood Music Video

37. the last great american dynasty

38. Look What You Made Me Do Music Video

39. Wildest Dreams Music Video

40. right where you left me

41. …Ready For It? Music Video

42. Look What You Made Me Do Music Video

43. …Ready For It? Music Video

44. Style Music Video

45. The Albatross

46. …Ready For It? Music Video

47. Lavender Haze Music Video

48. I Hate It Here

49. Fortnight Music Video

50. 1989 Polaroids

51. hoax

52. Out of The Woods Music Video

53. All Too Well Short Film

54. Robin

55. Photo of The Eras Tour

56. …Ready For It? Music Video

57. I Can Do It With A Broken Heart

58. Look What You Made Me Do Music Video

59. Look What You Made Me Do Music Video

60. The Smallest Man Who Ever Lived

61. Anti-Hero Music Video

62. …Ready For It? Music Video

63. Anti-Hero

64. Wildest Dreams Music Video

65. The Prophecy

66. Look What You Made Me Do Music Video

67. Look What You Made Me Do Music Video

68. Guilty As Sin?

69. Anti-Hero Music Video

70. Who’s Afraid of Little Old Me?

71. I Can See You Music Video

72. The Smallest Man Who Ever Lived

73. Look What You Made Me Do Music Video

74. Fortnight Music Video

75. Fortnight

76. Look What You Made Me Do Music Video

77. Dear Reader

78. Anti-Hero Music Video

79. Wildest Dreams Music Video

80. So Long London

81. Anti-Hero Music Video

82. Down Bad

83. 1989 Polaroids

84. ME! Music Video

85. Dear Reader

86. Delicate Music Video

87. loml

88. Willow Music Video

89. Fortnight Music Video

90. loml

91. Style Music Video

92. The Smallest Man Who Ever Lived

93. Photo of The Eras Tour

94. Photo of The Eras Tour

95. The Albatross

96. Out of the Woods Music Video

97. Midnight Rain

98. Willow Music Video

99. The Bolter

100. Photo of The Eras Tour

101. Willow Music Video

102. Robin

103. Style Music Video

104. Midnights Prologue

105. Style Music Video

106. Lavender Haze Music Video

107. Clara Bow

108. Bejewelled Music Video

109. Dear Reader

110. Out of the Music Video

111. …Ready For It Music Video

112. You’re On Your Own, Kid

113. …Ready For It Music Video

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Ok let’s try this again shall we? Marcus Pike kept getting cut out of my damn photo but I finally got him to stay . Again, sorry. Here once again is the damn ledger.

Top row from left to right

1. King Lear- Edmund

2. Lobby Hero- Jeff

3. Much Ado About Nothing- Don John

4. Maple and Vine - Roger

5. Sand- Ahmed

6. Hamlet- Horatio

7. Trolius and Cressida- Thersites

8. Lorenzaccio-Piero Strozzi

9. Orphans - Phillip

10. Graceland - Juan Badillo

11. Nikita- Liam

12. Red Window- Jay Castillo

13. The Sixth Gun- Special Agent Ortega

14. CSI - Kyle Hartley

15. Old Comedy from Aristophanes Frogs- Diony

16. Body of Proof - Zach Goffman

Second row Left to Right

17. The Mentalist - Marcus Pike

18. Burn Notice : the fall of Sam Ace- Comendante Veracruz

19. Wonder Woman - Ed Indelicato

20. Law and Order SVU- Special Agent Greer

21. Charlie’s Angels- Fredrick Mercer

22. Brothers and Sisters - Zach Wellison

23. Lights Out- Assyrian

24. The Good Wife - Nathan Landry

25. Law and Order- Tito Cabassa

26. Without a Trace- Kyle Wilson

27. Law and Order CI- Reggie Luckman

28. NYPD Blue- Shane “ Dio “ Morrisey

29. Touched by an Angel - Ricky Hauck

30. undressed- Greg

31. Buffy the Vampire Slayer - Eddie

‘Third row Left to Right

32. TWMT- Javi Gutierrez

33. If Beal Street Could Talk- Pietro Alvarez

34. The Great Wall - Pedro Tovar

35. We Can Be Heros - Marcus Moreno

36. WW84- Maxwell Lord

37. Bloodsucking Bastards- Max Phillips

38. Kingsman : The Golden Circle- Agent Whiskey

39. The Equalizer- Dave York

40. Prospect- Ezra

41. Triple Frontier- Frankie Morales

‘Row 4 left to right

42. The Bubble- Dieter Bravo

43. House Comes With A Bird - Nico

44. Strange Way of Life- Silva

45. Freaky Tales- Clint

46. Drive-Away Dolls- Santos

47. The Uninvited- Lucien Flores

48. The Mandalorian - Din Djarin

49.Game of Thrones- Oberyn Mother Fuckin Martell

Final row of epicnessssssss left to right

50. The Materialist- TBA

51. Narcos- Javier Peña

52. The Last of Us- Joel Miller

53. Gladiator ll- General Marcus Acacius

54. Merge Mansion- Tim Rockford

55. SNL- Mr. Ben

56. Fantastic Four- Reed Richards

57. The Wild Robot- Fink

58. Housebroken- Claude

Sorry again for the fuck up. Sometimes shit happens but they are fixed now. Thank you have a good night

[westeroswisdom]

Just as Khal Drogo made a surprise return to Game of Thrones during Season 2, Jason Momoa is making a somewhat less surprising return to host Saturday Night Live again on November 18th.

“Aquaman,” “Fast X” and “See” star Jason Momoa is set to host “Saturday Night Live” November 18, his second time hosting the show. [ ... ] Momoa first hosted the iconic sketch show in 2018 during Season 44. Mumford and Sons appeared as the musical guest at the time. The episode is best known for the “GE Big Boys” sketch, a commercial about man-friendly household appliances, and the “Elf on the Shelf” sketch, in which Momoa plays an elf who wants to be assigned a new child. This time around, Momoa will be returning to the show ahead of the premiere of “Aquaman and the Lost Kingdom,” which premieres on December 22, and “Dune: Part Two,” which is eyeing a March of 2024 release date. Momoa will be one of the bigger names to host Season 49 so far and will be preceded November 11 by Timothée Chalamet with musical guest Boygenius.

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Kim Kardashian and Pitt Davidson Dimitrios Comburis/Getty Fig (2) Kim Kardashian And Pitt Davidson Put them behind to celebrate their past Saturday Night LiveIts 50th anniversary. Reality Star, 44, and comedian actors, 31, both were spotted for filming SNL 50 On Sunday, February 16, he specialized a navy suit with a striped button-down shirt at the bottom. During the broadcast, Kardashian first…

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Kim Kardashian and Pete Davidson appeared on SNL 50 anniversary

Kim Kardashian and Pitt Davidson Dimitrios Comburis/Getty Fig (2) Kim Kardashian And Pitt Davidson Put them behind to celebrate their past Saturday Night LiveIts 50th anniversary. Reality Star, 44, and comedian actors, 31, both were spotted for filming SNL 50 On Sunday, February 16, he specialized a navy suit with a striped button-down shirt at the bottom. During the broadcast, Kardashian first…

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Kim Kardashian and Pete Davidson appeared on SNL 50 anniversary

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[thenotsolittlemisspeculiar]

1:13:30 = 44 = 8

November 25, 2024 at 1:13pm PHT: I have already stopped taking screenshots, but I have listed some specific times such as when I just woke up today at 12:03:53pm PHT and 12:45:45pm PHT. I might or might not have woken up at earlier times which I have forgotten to pay attention to. Although that's not the point of this post because I just wanted to say I made a few exceptions after seeing "2042" which reminded me of a significant date (4 February 2000) to my imaginary ex-husband and his loved ones, his first SNL stint (4 February 2023), and his birthday (2 April 1975). The hour and seconds, however, reminded me of 30 January 2023 which was the actual day (see: attached link below) when I first "met" my imaginary ex-husband. Meanwhile, seeing the numbers on the time and the totals of the time reminded me of "I love you" and John 1:43. ❤

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First Take: IF - rumours of the U certificate's death are greatly exaggerated

SYNOPSIS: A young girl who goes through a difficult experience begins to see everyone's imaginary friends who have been left behind as their real-life friends have grown up.

Well, here was the surprise for this year's marathon - when it opened to a 48% on Rotten Tomatoes, a lot was made of John Krasinski's first foray outside of the more adult realms (having done A Quiet Place and several episodes directing The US Office). But having now finally got round to seeing it, for the first time I have to say to the higher ups - you're wrong, but kinda right.

Krasinski does a hell of a job at the helm of writing and directing this U certificate - yes, this a U certificate - film, clocking in at a neat 1 hour 44 minutes. Cynically, it could've been cut down a bit to get it to 1 hour 40 (including credits), but to do that would ruin a lot of the work done with choreographer Mandy Moore (of La La Land, and I can't believe I'm writing this on the blog in light of its cinema release last year, Taylor Swift: The Eras Tour fame) to make a 'live action Pixar movie' as it has been described - and that fits this film perfectly. Yes, it has the heart - the script is a major part of that - but it also has the key life lessons that Pixar films have lacked in recent years. But sadly the ending did feel a little predictable, which was my only minor issue with it - saying all that, it is shot really well by Janusz Kaminski and on scoring duties, it was a joy to see Michael Giacchino's name on the credit roll - which explains why he had less involvement on another film which has been featured this weekend.

With the cast, as well as directing and taking a role himself Krasinski brought some of his talented friends along - namely Ryan Reynolds, with SNL alumni Bobby Moynihan, Liza Colon-Zayas and Fiona Shaw rounding out the live action talent, but the undoubted star of this film is Cailey Fleming. Having honed her craft on the sets of Star Wars: The Force Awakens, The Walking Dead and Loki, to lead a film like this, at this age takes some doing. A big career potentially beckons - and on the other side, the voice cast are more voice cameos. Phoebe Waller-Bridge and Steve Carell are the two most prominently featured names, with Emily Blunt, Jon Stewart, George Clooney, Bradley Cooper, Awkwafina, Bill Hader, Matt Damon, Blake Lively... it is a who's who in the Maximum Effort (Reynolds' production house) and Sunday Night Productions (Krasinski's production company) phonebooks, with it also being the last film for Louis Gossett Jr. - all in all, this film deserved a bit more love from critics.

THE VERDICT

If is a film that takes the best bits of the archetypical 1990s family movie and applies it to a modern cinemagoing landscape - obviously it is making its way onto digital at this point, so it is a miracle a screening went on when it did, but this, had it released officially around July 26th, would be one hell of a summer holidays film.

RATING: 3.5/5

[misspeculiar-principe]

(Draft)

12:03:44 = 59 or 14 = 5

July 2, 2024 at 12:03pm PHT: Because of 8,457 likes and 424 comments which reminded me of the birth months of my sister, my brother-in-law, my niece, and my mom. On the other hand, I was reminded of April 2 (your birthday) and February 4 (a significant date to you and your loved ones in 1999 and your first SNL stint in 2023), and 24 April 1288 (see attached links below).

[vietchonhungngayxuacu]

⚠️ ĐÂY LÀ NHỮNG CÂU HỎI MÌNH TỔNG HỢP VÀ ĐÃ ĐƯỢC ÁP DỤNG TRONG GIAI ĐOẠN NÓI CHUYỆN,NHẮN TIN,THU HÚT NGƯỜI ẤY MÀ KHÔNG BỊ NHÀM CHÁN.

#Khuyến cáo: không nên áp dụng một cách máy móc, nên có sự biến đổi cho phù hợp với đối tượng của bạn.

1. E đã bao giờ được ai đó tỏ tình hay cầu hôn chưa?

2. Khi quyết định yêu một người, em sẽ dựa vào cảm xúc hay lí trí nhiều hơn.

3.Tình cảm và đời sống tc quan trọng như thế nào đối với em.

4. Được yêu và được tôn trọng. Cái nào quan trọng hơn với em.

5. E sẽ chọn 1 ng hợp với em về tc hay 1 ng đẹp trai nhưng em chưa bao giờ gặp.

6. Em có phải là người yêu ngay từ cái nhìn đầu tiên.

7. Điều gì khiến em cảm thấy hấp dẫn ở một người đàn ông.

8. Nếu anh bất ngờ hôn em , em có đánh anh không.

9. Liệu mqh của chúng ta có thể tiến triển hơn nữa không.

10. Lời tỏ tình ngớ ngẩn nhất mà em từng được nghe là gì.

11. Khoảng cách địa lý trong ty có là trở ngại khi em yêu 1ng.

#Sở thích, ước mơ , tuổi thơ

12. Gần đây em thường làm gì để theo đuổi ước mơ của mình? Còn hôm nay?

13. Là điều gì ngăn cản em hoàn thành ước mơ của mình.

14. Em có cảm thấy hối hận khi để bỏ lỡ cơ hội đó.

15. Tại sao em không thể đuổi nó đến cùng.

16. Em có phải là người dám từ bỏ mọi thứ để đạt được ước mơ của mình.

17. Nhớ hồi bé, a Từng mơ ước sau này lớn lên mình sẽ “có thật nhiều tiền để ăn uống cho đã thích”. Còn em thì sao, ước mơ hồi bé xíu của em là gì.

18. Nếu em thích thú cưng, con vật nào sẽ hấp dẫn được em.

19. Trong các bộ phim em xem từ trước đến bây giờ , em thích bộ phim nào nhất.

20. Nếu sáng mai ngủ dậy , em có một siêu năng lực. Em muốn mình có snl gì.

21. Khi có cảm giác chạy trốn , em thích đi đâu.

22. Câu nói đùa mà em thích nhất

23. Nếu có thể nhảy vào hồ bơi chất đầy 1 thứ , em muốn nó là thứ gì.

24. Em có nghĩ rằng em có một tuổi thơ HP hơn người khác.

25. Em đang thích bài hát nào, a sẽ học nó thật nhanh để sáng mai dùng nó đánh thức em dậy.

26. Em thích khoảng thời gian nào nhất trong tuần/ngày?

27. Khi còn nhỏ, em thích đồ chơi nào nhất.

# bạn bè - gia đình- bản thân mình

28. Em gặp gỡ bạn thân mình trong hoàn cảnh nào

29. Em đã từng phải lòng ny của bạn thân mình chưa.

30. Đâu là lí do khiến hai em gắn bó với nhau đến bây giờ.

31. Khi hai người cãi nhau, em hay bạn em là người chủ động làm lành trước .

32. E có sẵn sàng giúp đỡ bb khi họ gặp khó khăn mà không

33. Biệt danh đáng yêu nhất của em là gì. Kể a nghe với

34. Lần gần đây nhất, mà em tạm dừng công việc để tận hưởng và thư giãn là khi nào.

35. Em nghĩ em nghịch ngợm hay đáng yêu

36. Khoảnh khắc đặc biệt vui nhất mà em từng có là gì.

37. Điều gì khiến 1 người thay đổi. Là do bản thân họ hay môi trường sống đã biến họ ra như vậy.

38. Cho đến htai, em có thích mọi thứ đã xảy ra trong cs của mình?

39. Bài học đau đớn nhất, mà em đã từng học được là gì

40. Điều gì em rất muốn làm nhưng chưa bh làm

41. Điều gì đã xảy ra trong cs khiến em trở nên mạnh mẽ hơn

42.C.việc tồi tệ nhất mà em từng làm là gì.

43.Lần cuối cùng em khóc là khi nào vậy

44. Ai là người có sức ảnh hưởng lớn nhất với em

45. Kỉ niệm buồn nhất mà em muốn quên đi là gì

46. Em có thường xuyên nc với ba mẹ

47. Ai là người hiểu em nhất

48. Món quà đặc biệt nhất mà em từng nhận được là gì

49. Em đã từng cười ngặt nghẽo mà k thể dừng chưa. Kể cho a về lần đó nào

50. Thành công nào khiến em tự hào nhất từ trước đến nay

51. Việc hâm nhất em từng làm là gì

52. Em được trở về quá khứ và thay đổi một thứ, em sẽ thay đổi điều gì ?

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[partlyrobot]

Andrew from Partly Robot Industries ( https://partlyrobot.com/ ) joins Ben this week to share his vacationing experiences with his family in Italy!   After Ben delivers the obligatory definition along with a side of geographic facts, they dive right in to the storytelling festivities.  Andrew talks about the interesting history of Vatican City, his experience driving a Fiat 500L, staying at a farmhouse in Tuscany, a feast catered by a gaggle of nonne, and literally being “star crossed” the morning of a music festival in the Italian city of Lucca.  

00:00:21 - Ben’s dad humor… with panna, and Andrew’s relaxing and exhausting vacation00:02:21 - Geographic features of Italy, Vatican City, art history, Google Maps, and the pope00:04:51 - Important Jesus days, and Protestants think you should take Jesus stuff seriously00:07:50 - How Vatican City became a micro-state; Mussolini’s and the pope’s deal 00:09:47 - The most embassies, architecture, medical professionals with leeches, and tourists00:12:59 - English speakers, a working farmhouse in Tuscany, Florence, and no choice in rental00:15:40 - A sea of Fiats, the “big” Fiat 500 L, the wrong car, and manual vs muscle memory00:19:30 - Mad Max driving in Disneyland, toll booths, and culture of driving on the Autostrada  00:23:10 - Roundabouts, driving on narrow roads, and Ben likes saying the word Chunnel 00:26:06 - “Sort of” rear ended,  a love tap, get the insurance, Fiat SpA, and some history00:30:12 - A tiny garbage truck from Florence, Japanese Engineering, and Mexican knowhow 00:32:22 - A family vineyard, purple feet, wine peer pressure, and something unexpected00:34:48 - Lucca not Luka, star forts, Napoleon Plaza, and Paul Stanley drinking espresso00:38:36 - Summer Festival 2023, the Italian division of the KISS Army, and bastion forts 00:41:21 - “Iron, physics, and heavy stuff,” family home chapels, and more Jesus stuff00:44:42 - A dinner catered by Italian grandmothers who are particular about pronunciation00:47:55 - Andrew is pro-nap, getting tickets, a QR code mirage, and not hirable in Florida00:51:43 - Nudity for statues only, no bare shoulders, the shawl stall, and do your research00:54:39 - A second SNL skit reference, and the “so tell me about the Pringles” cliffhanger!

TO BE CONTINUED in Episode 85 - Italy (part 2)  

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Why Did Elon Musk Switch Twitter's Logo to the Dogecoin Cryptocurrency?

Elon Musk is currently making hilarious (?) jokes about Twitter's interface. On the web version of the social network, the recognisable Twitter bird emblem above the home button was abruptly replaced with the "doge" of the Dogecoin cryptocurrency. (The Twitter mobile apps remained unaltered.) The Dogecoin blockchain and cryptocurrency, which was founded as a joke in 2013 to ridicule existing cryptocurrencies like Bitcoin, features the Shiba Inu doge as part of its logo. Musk is a well-known superfan of the Doge joke and has promoted Dogecoin on Twitter and while hosting "Saturday Night Live" last year. Musk paid $44 billion to acquire Twitter last autumn.The price of Dogecoin increased by more than 20% on Monday following the modification to Twitter's online logo. Musk, who is currently the second-richest person in the world, posted a tweet on Monday with the words "As promised" and a screenshot of a conversation he had in March 2022 as an explanation for the Doge logo change on Twitter. Musk tweeted in March 2022, prior to launching his ultimately successful acquisition of Twitter, "Failing to adhere to free speech norms significantly damages democracy," given that Twitter serves as the de facto public town square. What should be done? "Just buy Twitter... and replace the bird logo with a doge," @WSBChairman replied. Musk agreed, saying, "That would be sickkk." What's not meant to be funny: In June 2022, a case alleging that Musk supported Dogecoin in a racketeering manner was submitted to the Southern District of New York's U.S. District Court. Reuters reported that Musk's legal team filed a motion to dismiss the lawsuit on Friday, March 31. In their case against Musk, the plaintiffs cited his hosting of "SNL," in which he portrayed a fictional financial expert who, among other things, called Dogecoin a "hustle" and demanded astonishing $258 billion in damages. According to the brief by Musk's attorneys, the plaintiffs in the action have not shown how Musk's statements in support of Dogecoin misled anybody or detailed the risks Musk is said to have withheld from investors."Tweeting words of encouragement to, or humorous photos of, a genuine cryptocurrency with a market cap of close to $10 billion is not prohibited," according to the filing. The complaint should be dismissed by this court, ending the plaintiffs' illusion. Read the full article