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obori-reisuke · 3 years ago

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#the unbearable weight of massive talent #Nicolas Cage #Pedro Pascal #nic cage #javi gutierrez #tom gormican #uwmt

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frannyzooey · 4 years ago

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Did I miss something? What is this 👁👄👁

OKAY

so

you, on a European vacation with your boyfriend and he’s been awful the entire two months. if you’re honest with yourself, you should have broken it off before this and went on the trip alone, but you decided to give him one last shot — maybe he’ll redeem himself?

he doesn’t.

he’s the worst travel partner — the trip doomed from the start, the two of you never agreeing on anything — not the countries you want to visit, not the places you want to stay, not the food you want to try — and as you sit on the beach with your dog eared paperback face down, staring at the waves, you fantasize about how you’re going to break up with him so you can enjoy the last two weeks of the trip alone.

you see a man — a stranger — walking out of the waves, your gaze fixed on him from behind your shades and in the background, your boyfriend keeps bugging you to join a volleyball game with a group of people nearby, bickering with you until he eventually leaves you and joins them alone.

the same group joins you for dinner outside the hotel that night — your boyfriend getting drunk, telling that same story he always tells about you:

A sneak peek:

God you hate him, you think. Or, not hate, but something close to it. Deep dislike, maybe. Why does he always have to tell that story? The one that makes you look like a fool; the one he now plays off as a funny misunderstanding, but it wasn’t so funny when he was yelling at you on the train platform. You smile limply in all the right places, secretly wishing you could stab a fork through his hand.

you sit there, trying to figure out how to slip away from the group when someone approaches the table, asking if he can join your party; his question for the group, but his eyes on you — and it’s him, the stranger

eventually you do slip away and head to the bar, where he follows you — you, slumped over your book, sweating drink by your hand and he asks if he can join you; the other group boisterously laughing just outside

the night gets late — the two of you drinking maybe a little more than you should, but he’s so easy to talk to, so interested in you, so intriguing himself and when he asks you how your trip is going, sensing the earlier tension at the dinner table, you tell him everything — how awful it’s been, how rude and uncooperative your boyfriend has been, how much you looked forward to this and how much he’s wrecking it and you end your tirade with “and he can’t even make me come, so I don’t even know why I’m still with him.”

the stranger’s eyebrows shoot up, your face immediately hot in your overshare and you’re trying to think of a way to back track when he smirks, his fingers fiddling with the straw in his drink when he says, “that’s too bad.”

you wave the statement away, “I’m sorry — I shouldn’t have said that.”

he considers your words for a moment, turning to fully face you on the bar stool and your heart is pounding in your chest when he leans in close; those curls calling out for your fingers.

“I could make you come”, he says lowly, his brown eyes dark and inviting in the dim bar. “Would you want that?”

#the stranger inspo #the stranger ask #the unbearable weight of massive talent #uwmt #Javi Gutierrez

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furious-rogue-stuff · 3 years ago

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AAAAAAAHHHH! I’m so happy yet so jelly~! Good for her! I would love to not only meet Pedro, but get a hug from him 😭

#Pedro Pascal #UWMT #SXSW 2022 #Pedro Pascal simp in da house

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furious-rogue-stuff · 3 years ago

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PEDRO PASCAL at SXSW 2022

#Totally open to remedying this problem we have Pedro baby!#oh Pedro you precious dork #Pedro Pascal simp in da house #Pedro Pascal #UWMT #SXSW 2022

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kate-likes-this · 4 years ago

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Pedro on set of The Unbearable Weight of Massive Talent 🌧 Dubrovnik, Croatia / Oct 07, 2020 Photos: PixSell

Related: on set uwmt / list of articles

#Pedro Pascal #on set uwmt #2020

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yoditorian · 3 years ago

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✨manifesting finding inspiration again✨

#i’m about to see uwmt so here’s hoping

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phoenixpascal · 4 years ago

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Another angle of Pedro's gorgeous curls.😍😍😍 That man need to drop his hair care routine cuz them curls are popping!!!!!

#pedro pascal #on set uwmt #his curls

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usertoxicyaoi · 5 years ago

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hey i am new to watching uwmt and was wondering which social media accounts or pages i should follow to see the promo stills and stuff for upcoming eps? thank you! (p.s. YES mistletoe!!!)

hiii anon!! OKAY. so:

studio wabi sabi - twitter | ig | youtube

hello asian - twitter

and yes ...Mistletoe(TM). M I S T L E T O E.

#faiza answers #those 2 are my biggest to's!

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frannyzooey · 4 years ago

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Writer Wednesday

based on this post by @autumnleaves1991-blog, here is my (late) submission ❤️

heat

javi guteirrez x f!reader, the stranger universe

rating: explicit

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the air is thick with heat, it’s oppressive weight encasing your body as you set your stuff — towels, hotel key card, your sandals with a kick — on the lounge chair by the pool and as you make your way over the ledge, you wonder

is it the heat that’s making you slow today — a languid motion to your actions and thoughts, every limb weighted with heavy exhaustion, a dreamy state you’re unable to crawl out of — or is the lack of sleep last night?

the cool water envelopes your body when you dive into the pool, the crisp caress wicking away the sweat that beaded on your skin the second you left the hotel lobby and the temperature change is a welcome slap in the face, forcing you awake.

your arms extend gracefully above your head.

one, then the other.

and you can hear your harsh panting deep in your ears underneath the churning waves.

the thud of the wall against your back, his mouth hot and wet just under your ear, his tongue dipping into the well of your throat with a husky hum while you slipped your hands over the crown of his head, threading your fingers in his curls

kicking off the porcelain wall of the pool, you try not to think about last night but the repetitive, mindless task of swimming does nothing to distract you. if anything, it only gives you more time to think — at least in the cool water, no one can see how flushed you are.

the breathless way you tore each other’s clothing off, your hands sliding under the deep opening of his linen shirt, pressing your palms against his firm, hot skin as he devoured your mouth with his own and the moan that slipped from deep within your throat was consumed by his eager kiss

ten laps, fifteen — you repel yourself forward, forcing your already exhausted limbs to use whatever energy they have left, digging deep into their reserves just like you did last night.

“tell me how good it feels”, he demanded, your thighs trembling around his hips as you rocked your hips back and forth, back and forth, leaning forward to take him deeper with a strained moan. “does your boyfriend get this deep? does he know how good your pussy feels stretched this tight?”

you rest now, letting your body go limp as you sink below the surface of the pool and you are floating away, surrounded by a silence that drags you deeper, deeper; just like he did last night.

the same silence enveloped you last night when you came hard around him, the same weightlessness to your body as your breath was held suspended in your lungs but he didn’t stop; his cock slickly stroking you through it

he’s so much and you are so wrung out, but when you come back down you are even hungrier than before — now that you have a taste of deeply sated satisfaction, you can’t stop

reaching greedily for him, he drops the heavy weight of his body on top of yours, pressing you deep into the mattress and his thrusts are harsh, rough, almost frantic in their pace as he nips at your collarbone, the heat of his breath washing over your skin when he tells you how fucking good you feel, how he’s gonna make you come again and again, gonna send you back to your room in the morning with his cum smeared on your thighs, the taste of it in the back of your throat

ten more laps and you are done, climbing from the pool with a sway of your hips and when you spot your boyfriend setting his stuff down next to yours, you force a pleased smile.

“hey”, you greet him, noticing a slight tremble in your voice but he’s already looking for the crowd of friends he was with last night, finding them with a wave.

“I’m gonna take a dip”, he says, tossing his shirt on the chair before walking away, leaving you alone without a glance.

rolling your eyes, you recline on your chair, purposely leaving your body wet and you are relishing the cool drops that are sliding down the nape of your neck when you hear your phone buzz.

a text, from him.

“can you still feel me?”

#writer wednesday #Javi Gutierrez #uwmt #the unbearable weight of massive talent #the stranger inspo

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kruyaijaybathija · 11 years ago

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