#tagging with my new url too

[diazheartsbuckley]

🏫🏫🏫 :)

Hi! 💗

🏫(College professor x student AU)

Accidentally switched this around, this is actually 🎓 (which can be found here)

Despite loving his job, Eddie was ready to quit about 20 minutes into his first lecture with Evan "Buck" Buckley seated in the front row. The younger man had bright blue, almost beaming eyes, slightly tussled sandy blonde hair and apparently no shame, because he was wearing a light pink cropped t-shirt and dark blue jeans that hugged his ass just a little too tightly. Normally, Eddie didn't care what his students wore to his classes unless it was disrespectful or discriminatory, but he didn't know how to categorize this one. Across Buck's chest, the phrase, "use me" was written in black cursive letters and Eddie couldn't even argue against it without making it too obvious. Because not even three weeks earlier, Buck had been in his bed, riding him and gripping onto his skin like it would the last time he ever had sex. They hadn't exactly left much time for talking when they met in a bar at 1 am, Buck seemingly having lost his friends. Which Eddie later learned was a ploy to get him to go home with the younger man. And it had worked perfectly. So suddenly seeing him in the front row, looking as good, if not better, than the day they met, threw him off and he had to clear his throat as he did the first roll-call of the year. And Buck was smiling at him innocently, very clearly playing coy but as soon as he opened his mouth to answer Eddie's question, he was far from it. He was well-versed in English Literature and didn't take no for an answer. And it annoyed Eddie to no end. At the end of the class, Eddie dropped down in his chair with a heavy thud, pinching the bridge of his nose as he listened to his students gathering their things and shuffling out of the lecture hall. When a set of hands made its way onto his desk, Eddie recognized them a little too quickly because he had spent some time memorizing how they looked resting on his thighs as Buck had given him the most enthusiastic blowjob of his life. "I didn't know that you were a professor," Buck said as he let the tip of his tongue trace along his lower lip, Eddie unable to keep his eyes from following it. "I think-... that's kind of sexy" Buck moved his hand across the table to touch the professor. "I can't-... I can't do this. I could get fired if anyone ever found out" Eddie shot up from his seat, almost making his chair tilt backwards. Eddie wasn't sure what the reaction on Buck's face was but he narrowed it down to pride mixed with a sense of arousal. "Then let's make sure we aren't caught"

Make me write 🥰

[pardonmydelays]

felizusnavidad -> pardonmydelays

[the-holy-ghosted]

*putting on a moustache and sunglasses*

So like what’s the deal with ghosted what’s that about

now see the deal with Ghosted is that it's not what happens within the events of the film that captivates me so much, though don't get me wrong i love this film to bits, but rather, it's the idea of what happens after the whole thing that makes me FUCKING NUTS

because the whole thing is relatively cut and dry in the sense that we don't have to guess about what happened before and we don't have to guess about how everybody is feeling in the present. we know (MOST) important characters backgrounds and what they're doing at Falkhill and slowly revealing Paul's context was pretty interesting if not a little abrupt at the end there but its the very last scene of this film down to the very frame that flips the whole hour and a half you just watched over on its head and prevents me from getting a good night's sleep because i can't stop thinking about it

ELABORATING WITH A LOT OF SPOILERS UNDER THIS

explaining the plot of this movie is hard without sounding like im writing a pretentious review and not just talking out of my ass on tumblr but for my followers who haven't watched this movie and dont care enough to: Ghosted (2011) is set in a british prison in which Jack (John Lynch) is a long time prisoner who's wife just dumped him apparently on the anniversary of their sons death (tough break) and is being advised by his friend and cellmate Ahmed (Art Malik) (who does NOT get HALF as much screen-time or plot relevance as he DESERVES,) to find something to put his mind to and be proud of outside of his failures Paul (Martin Compston) is a prisoner who was just transferred out of a Young Offenders prison AS FAR AS WE'RE TOLD... though its noticeable from the beginning that hes not a very good liar and his story is suspicious at best Clay (Craig Parkinson) is kindof The Guy of their prison wing whos dealing drugs to other prisoners and assumes the position of authority over everybody else, though compared to other inmates with bigger cliques, his foundations are shaky. the description of this film on letterboxd calls him "the wing beast" and i have never cried laughing so hard reading something in my life

Clay and Jack both hone in on Paul immediately for different reasons. Jack, after his pep talk with Ahmed, sees Paul as a source of "a little self belief, something to be proud of", but Clay scoops him under his wing for being relatively young and impressionable. This puts Jack and Clay at odds with each other. after some plot, Paul gets into very big trouble with Clay and after An Incident is promptly plopped into Jacks hands, who had requested Paul move into his cell earlier but didn't have a good enough excuse for it. Well You've Got A Bloody Good Reason Now ect ect

Jack and Paul buddy up immediately and its noticable that Paul is sort of filling in the empty space where a son would be for Jack, however we discover that Paul has been lying about his past to everybody, including Jack. he lied about his family and he lied about having only just been transferred from Y.O. and hadn't been telling the whole truth about his sentence. what the truth ends up being, in a nutshell, is that Paul is accidentally responsible for the death of Jack's son, having been the one who started the house fire he died in (we were never even told that Jack's son died in a house fire before this, we are only told this in Paul's flashback at the end of the movie and are supposed to act, like, surprised?? whatever). consequentially, Jack flips his lid and prompts my personal favorite scene in this film in which he beats the living shit out of Paul with his bare hands and immediately regrets it the second the adrenaline wears off, hitting an alarm button within the cell that alerts the guards.

the guards whisk him away and he is put in solitary confinement, which we find out was actually the first sequence of the film where hes shown with an absurdly long beard, and considering every other fucking scene he's in is of him shaving his face, i assume this is to show just how long he's been kept in solitary confinement, which quite honestly was kindof exciting to realize at the end of the film.

and then. the end scene.

after solitary, Jack is put in cuffs and brought to see Paul who looked Extremely Dead after Jack had him, but hes not dead! just almost dead. Jack is sat next to him and tries to apologize but starts to cry, reaching out a hand to hold Paul's but retracting it regretfully. Paul, having looked unconscious not five seconds before, moves his hand to place it over Jack's...

and then the movie ends. and i am left writhing on my floor in anguish BUT NOT BEFORE I EXPLAIN TO YOU THAT THIS

THIS is what the deal is with Ghosted

the pathetic gestures of "im sorry" and "its okay" are what kill me. sorry is nowhere near enough to justify anything that EITHER of them did, NOR should they be forgiven. AND YET.

and what gets my gears going is the thought of what everything looks like AFTER this scene. after they've bonded so close and after Jack already thought that Paul stopped lying to him, thinking that he could protect Paul from Clay now... after they started to fill the spaces for people they were missing in their lives... and after they've RUINED each others lives. They Have Ruined Each Others Lives and yet Paul probably would have had to DELIBERATELY ASK for them to bring Jack to see him because he just BEAT Paul within an INCH of his life and would NOT !! have brought Jack to see him upon Jack's own request!! Paul would have wanted to see him too!! after all this what does their relationship look like now... the image of father and son has been all but shattered in each other's eyes, one can assume, but are they still close... does the guilt and responsibility drift them apart or does it pull them inseparably together? Ahmed tells Jack that "there is no such thing as coincidence, only fate" but what does their fate look like... does it end here or does it mean that they're together indefinitely? the end of this film swings the door wide open and i think about it. way too often. unacceptably often, even.

all in all theres no reason that this should be my favorite film but it is. if nothing else it's made me look into the other actors involved and branch out with a to-watch list as long as my arm that will only get longer once i branch out from there. is it the perfect movie? no this film is mediocre at best. have i made a number of my friends sit down and watch it and listen to me yell incoherently about it? of course i have.

[norstrum-art]

[Image description: Two colored full body pixel art chibis of Matoba Seiji and Natori Shuuichi from Natsume's Book of Friends depicted with cat and dog features respectively. Matoba is grinning mischievously holding a hand to his face. He is wearing a kimono with a white nagagi, a dark blue haori, and shoes of the same color. He has black cat ears, a cat tail, and a cat mouth. The background is dark red. The second image is Natori smiling grandly while winking. He has one hand to his chest while the other is thrown in the air dramatically, and is wearing a black button up under a green jacket, beige pants, and brown shoes. He has brown dog ears and a fluffy dog tail. The background is light sage green. End image description.]

like nya... like woof....... yknow??

[hexslvt]

eep

[antiadvil]

really late to this but! i was tagged by @tangsweet

rules: pick a song for every letter of your URL and tag that many people

a - as good a reason by paris paloma

n - nothing hurts like a girl by girli

t - too sweet hozier

i - imgonnagetyouback by taylor swift

a - alley rose by conan gray

d - doing better by fletcher (had two days last week where this was the only song i listened to at all lmao)

v - villain by maisie peters

i - internet religion by baby queen

l - lover/loner by nightly

no pressure tags: @kaythejay @thighguys @beachcollector @thepeachyhub @eiwer @normalamber @phaggot4phaggot @catboydan @phuckingphan

[the-hilda-librarians-wife]

Damn I’m kinda tired of my current blog aesthetic, I should switch things up a bit [makes the whole thing identical to how it was for like 4 years]

[polterpumpkin]

in light of certain sites becoming bs i am going to be reposting my art to an art only blog and using this one as my personal!

[peggycatrerr]

At least our ship is canon.

You're a fucking snob. "Oh I'm so much better than these fans because I do my fandom differently" BUT YOU DON'T. Marvel fans are the absolute most cliche fans. Lmao this superiority complex people who don't watch OFMD have is honestly just masking the most intense jealousy. You've never watched the show, but you KNOW you're better than the people that do? Get the fuck out of here. You're pathetic.

HOLY SHIT GUYS I'VE BEEN ON TUMBLR FOR NEARLY A DECADE AND THIS IS MY FIRST BIT OF ANON HATE OMG. OMG WHAT DO I DO I WANT TO FRAME THIS <333

[jillvalentine]

for anyone aware of #the chronicles, gwens newest account is walkingdeads

[brandycranby]

Ooh Mr Johnny Storm is here! I love it!

I wish Chris could have come back as Johnny for the new movie. He'll always be my favorite Human Torch!

PLEASE, mr ce johnny storm was everything to me 😩 the plush muscles, the cheeky cocky grin, his eyebrows of Innocence and Trickery, the buzz cut!!!! like no shade to whoever the new torch is but he doesn't have the mojo :/

THIS ENTIRE SCENE CHANGED BABY BRANDY'S LIFE the exchange with the nurse was a sexual awakening fr 😖😳

[ofluminance-a]

👀 so what if i revamped slightly, switched up the featured muses more often, and went with the blog name: ofluminance ?? yes / no? thoughts are appreciated!

[lungs-and-gills]

Lungs and Gills Taglist

Hello everyone! If you're tagged here, it means a few years ago you were interested in a story called Pearl Thief, back when my main blog (@joyful-soul-collector) was a writeblr! That story is now called Lungs and Gills, and you can see the new wip intro for it here! If you'd STILL like to be on this taglist, please reblog this post! If not, just ignore it and I will remove you from the list after a week has gone by. If you're new, and want to be on the tag list after reading the wip intro post, just reblog this post and you will be added! This post will be updated a week from today with the new taglist based on what blogs reblog this post. Thank you so much, and I hope you have a wonderful day!

Tag List: @emerald-roses @van-lukas @commasinsidequotes @pen-in-hand @wangmangagavroche @thescholarsninja @oneleggedflamingo @bitchqueen1114 @bogsheep @writingiswilde @brekkerzkazz @toomanystoryideas @sunnybunnywrites @raspberrylimeriche @idonthaveartideas @topazastral @sunlight-and-starskies @quirkysquid @words-in-the-works @precise-magic @kos-ire @apocalyvse @gray-sometimes-writes @aspectacularblog @time-space-and-the-muses @h-faith-marr-writeblr @captainrynna @kosyisa-tries-to-write @peachiekittenwrites @adaparkwrites @sunripemango @andifthestarsweretodie @frazazzled @where-rmysocks @musicofglassandwords

[neonacidtrip]

No joke Mycroft Holmes founded a society where you’re not allowed to talk to each other. It’s called the Diogenes Club. It’s for “unclubable men”, meaning men who abhor social interaction or are just poor at it, that normal social clubs are nightmare! So it’s a location for people to just exist in silence and not have to engage with others with no judgement. And also comfy chairs and books. There is a game room but no talking allowed. I expect the complete silence but for the clicky clacky of billiards is very appealing to people.

He lives there, at the club. He leaves for work every morning where he looks over government finances and returns in the evening to his curated sensory safe room. He’s living his best life.

My gosh, that sounds like heaven. It's like he turned a library into a club. I'm in love

[cryptidapprentice]

literally why the hell am i always so anxious to call out of work

[mr-magoriums-im-sorry-emporium]

i at points wonder why one became and stays mutuals with tumblr user tulpa fucker the tumblr user who fucked a tulpa and believes in tulpamancy in accordance with the tulpa fucking and thinks that making fun of ppls beliefs in my notes is a stellar idea. like hello