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wheel-of-fish · 3 months

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Updated stream list

I've been getting a lot of questions/requests regarding possible streams and thought it might be helpful to catalog everything we've watched so far! I'll keep it pinned and updated moving forward.

Longtime crowd favorites (streamed at least three times) are marked with a single asterisk.

Why isn’t [specific actor/video] on this list?

The video is currently marked not for trade.

We haven’t gotten to it yet.

The footage does not exist or is too incomplete.

It isn't on a platform I can stream it from.

There's something particularly off-putting about the video or actor.

How can I get a copy of a video listed here?

There's a list of publicly available bootlegs here, and there are many other adaptations on the Phantom Retrospective channel. Otherwise, contact @glassprism (or another trader) for a possible trade, or check her website for info on which master(s) to contact.

For general stream info, please see the Saturday Streams FAQ.

On to the list!

Andrew Lloyd Webber's The Phantom of the Opera

1988 Broadway: Michael Crawford, Sarah Brightman, Steve Barton

1989 Broadway: Cris Groenendaal, Rebecca Luker, Steve Barton

1989 Los Angeles: Michael Crawford, Dale Kristien, Steve Barton

1990 Los Angeles: Michael Crawford, Mary D’Arcy, Reece Holland

1991 Los Angeles: Michael Crawford, Dale Kristien, Michael Piontek

1993 U.S. Tour: Franc D’Ambrosio, Tracy Shayne, Ciaran Sheehan

1993 Vienna: Alexander Goebel, Luzia Nistler, Alfred Pfeifer*

1994 Sapporo: Eiji Akutagawa, Hisako Hanaoka, Masayuki Sano*

1994 Toronto: Peter Karrie, Teresa DeZarn, David Rogers

1995 Broadway: Davis Gaines, Tracy Shayne, Ciaran Sheehan

1995 London: Ethan Freeman, Jill Washington, Simon Bowman*

1998 Broadway: Thomas James O’Leary, Tracy Shayne, Gary Mauer

1998 Los Angeles: Davis Gaines, Marie Danvers, Lawrence Anderson*

1998 San Francisco: Franc D’Ambrosio, Lisa Vroman, Christopher Carl*

1998 Toronto: Peter Karrie, Elizabeth DeGrazia, David Rodgers*

1998 Broadway: Thoms James O’Leary, Tracy Shayne, Gary Mauer

1999 Broadway: Howard McGillin, Adrienne McEwan, Gary Mauer

1999 Toronto: Paul Stanley, Melissa Dye, Laird Mackintosh

1999/2000 Mexico City: Saulo Vasconcelos, Irasema Terrazas, Jose Joel*

2000 Antwerp: Hans Peter Janssens, Inneke van Klinken, Michael Shawn Lewis

2000 London: Scott Davies, Meredith Braun, Matt Cammelle

2000 London: Scott Davies, Charlotte Page, Matt Cammelle

2001 Hamburg: Ian Jon Bourg, Colby Thomas, Kyle Gonyea

2001 Hamburg: Ian Jon Bourg, Olivia Safe, Kyle Gonyea

2001 Hamburg: Michael Nicholson, Olivia Safe, Christopher Morandi

2002 London: John Owen-Jones, Celia Graham, Robert Finlayson

2003 Broadway: Howard McGillin, Adrienne McEwan, Jim Weitzer

2003 Broadway: Hugh Panaro, Julie Hanson, Jim Weitzer

2003 Broadway: Hugh Panaro, Lisa Vroman, John Cudia

2003 U.S. Tour: Brad Little, Lisa Vroman, Tim Martin Gleason

2004 Madrid: Luis Armando, Teresa Barrientos, Armando Pita

2004 Stuttgart: Thomas Schulze, Maike Switzer, Carsten Axel Lepper

2005 Broadway: Hugh Panaro, Julie Hanson, John Cudia

2005 Broadway: Hugh Panaro, Sandra Joseph, Tim Martin Gleason

2005 Broadway: James Romick, Marie Danvers, John Cudia

2005 Essen: Thomas Borchert, Sandra Danyella, Nikolaj Brucker

2005 London: John Owen-Jones, Rachel Barrell, Oliver Thornton

2005 U.S. Tour: Gary Mauer, Marie Danvers, Michael Shawn Lewis

2006 Essen: Ethan Freeman, Anne Gorner, Nikolaj Brucker

2006 Essen: Uwe Kröger, Beatrix Reiter, Lucius Wolter*

2006 London: Earl Carpenter, Rachel Barrell, David Shannon*

2006 São Paulo: Saulo Vasconcelos, Kiara Sasso, Nando Prado

2006 U.S. Tour: Gary Mauer, Elizabeth Southard, Jim Weitzer*

2006 U.S. Tour: John Cudia, Jennifer Hope Wills, Adam Monley

2007 Broadway: Gary Mauer, Jennifer Hope Wills, Jason Mills

2007 World Tour: Simon Pryce, Julie Goodwin, John Bowles

2008 Broadway: Howard McGillin, Elizabeth Loyacano, Jeremy Stolle

2008 Las Vegas: Anthony Crivello, Kristi Holden, Andrew Ragone*

2008 World Tour: Simon Pryce, Ana Marina, Alexander Lewis

2009 Australia: Anthony Warlow, Ana Marina, Alexander Lewis

2010 London: David Shannon, Gina Beck, Simon Bailey*

2010 London: David Shannon, Gina Beck, Will Barratt

2010 U.S. Tour: Tim Martin Gleason, Trista Moldovan, Sean MacLaughlin

2012 Broadway: Greg Mills, Marni Raab, Kyle Barisich*

2012 Broadway: Hugh Panaro, Trista Moldovan, Kyle Barisich

2012 London: Marcus Lovett, Anna O’Byrne, Simon Thomas

2013 Broadway: Jeremy Stolle, Samantha Hill, Greg Mills*

2013 Broadway: Peter Joback, Samantha Hill, Jeremy Stolle

2013 Broadway: Peter Joback, Elizabeth Welch, Kyle Barisich

2013 London: Marcus Lovett, Sofia Escobar, Simon Thomas

2014 Broadway: Greg Mills, Mary Michael Patterson, Jeremy Hays

2014 Broadway: Hugh Panaro, Sara Jean Ford, Jeremy Hays

2014 Broadway: Hugh Panaro, Elizabeth Welch, Jeremy Hays

2014 Broadway: Jeremy Stolle, Mary Michael Patterson, Jeremy Hays

2014 Broadway: Laird Mackintosh, Kaley Ann Voorhees, Jeremy Hays*

2014 Broadway: Laird Mackintosh, Sara Jean Ford, Jeremy Hays

2014 Broadway: Norm Lewis, Sierra Boggess, Jeremy Hays*

2014 Broadway: Paul Schaefer, Mary Michael Patterson, Jeremy Hays

2014 Hamburg: David Arnsperger, Lauri Brons, Nicky Wuchinger

2014 Hamburg: Mathias Edenborn, Daniela Braun, Nicky Wuchinger

2014 Moscow: Dmitry Ermak, Tamara Kotova, Evgeny Zaytsev

2014 Moscow: Ivan Ozhogin, Tamara Kotova, Evgeny Zaytsev

2014 U.S. Tour: Cooper Grodin, Grace Morgan, Ben Jacoby

2014 U.S. Tour: Cooper Grodin, Julia Udine, Ben Jacoby

2014 World Tour: Brad Little, Kristi Holden, Anthony Downing

2015 London: Geronimo Rauch, Harriet Jones, Richard Munday

2015 Moscow: Ivan Ozhogin, Tamara Kotova, Ivan Rak

2015 Prague: Marian Vojtko, Michaela Gemrotova, Tomas Vanek

2015 Prague: Marian Vojtko, Monika Sommerova, Tomas Vanek

2016 Broadway: Laird Mackintosh, Julia Udine, Jeremy Hays

2016 Moscow: Andrey Schkoldychenko, Elena Bahtiyarova, Evgeny Zaytsev (act 2 only)

2016 Oberhausen: Brent Barrett, Elizabeth Welch, Max Niemeyer

2016? Prague: Marian Vojtko, Michaela Gemrotova, Tomas Vanek

2016 Stockholm: Peter Jöback, Emmi Christensson, Anton Zetterholm

2016 U.S. Tour: Derrick Davis, Kaitlyn Davis, Jordan Craig

2018 Broadway (Sept.): Ben Crawford, Ali Ewoldt, Jay Armstrong Johnson

2018 Broadway (Oct.): Ben Crawford, Ali Ewoldt, Jay Armstrong Johnson

2018? Prague: Radim Schwab, Monika Sommerova, Tomas Vanek

2019 Copenhagen: Tomas Ambt Kofod, Sibylle Glosted, Christian Lund*

2019 London: David Thaxton, Kelly Mathieson, Jeremy Taylor*

2019 London: Josh Piterman, Kelly Mathieson, Alistair So*

2019 São Paulo: Fred Silveira, Giulia Nadruz, Henrique Moretzsohn

2019 São Paulo - Fred Silveira, Lina Mendes, Henrique Moretzsohn

2019 São Paulo: Thiago Arancam, Daruã Góes, Fred Silveira

2019 São Paulo: Thiago Arancam, Giulia Nadruz, Fred Silveira

2019 World Tour: Jonathan Roxmouth, Meghan Picerno, Matt Leisy*

2021 Broadway: Ben Crawford, Meghan Picerno, John Riddle

2021 Broadway: Jeremy Stolle, Emilie Kouatchou, John Riddle

2021 London: Killian Donnelly, Holly-Anne Hull, Rhys Whitfield

2022 Broadway: Ben Crawford, Kanisha Marie Feliciano, Paul A. Schaefer

2022 Broadway: Ben Crawford, Emilie Kouatchou, John Riddle

2022 Broadway: Ted Keegan, Emilie Kouatchou, John Riddle

2022 Broadway: Ted Keegan, Elizabeth Welch, Bronson Norris Murphy

2022 Broadway: Jeremy Stolle, Emilie Kouatchou, Jordan Donica

2022 London: James Hume, Holly-Anne Hull, Matt Blaker

2022 London: Killian Donnelly, Anouk van Laake, Rhys Whitfield

2022 Sydney: Josh Robson, Georgina Hopson, Callum Frances

2023 Broadway: Ted Keegan, Emilie Kouatchou, John Riddle

2023 Broadway: Ted Keegan, Julia Udine, John Riddle

2023 Broadway: Laird Mackintosh, Julia Udine, John Riddle

2023 Broadway: Greg Mills, Emilie Kouatchou, John Riddle

2023 Broadway: Greg Mills, Julia Udine, Paul A. Schaefer

2023 London: Earl Carpenter, Paige Blankson, Ralph Watts

2023 London: Earl Carpenter, Eve Shanu-Wilson, Connor Carson

2023 London: Killian Donnelly, Lucy St. Louis, Matt Blaker

2023 London: James Gant, Holly-Anne Hull, Matt Blaker

2023 London: James Gant, Paige Blankson, Matt Blaker

2023 Shanghai: Ayanga (various clips)

2023 Shanghai: He Liangchen, Yang Chenxiuyi, Li Chenxi

2023 Thessaloniki: Tim Howar, Harriet Jones, Nadim Naaman

Love Never Dies

2010 London: Ramin Karimloo, Sierra Boggess, Dean Chisnall

2011 London: Ramin Karimloo, Sierra Boggess, Dean Chisnall

2013 Vienna concert: Drew Sarich, Milica Jovanovic, Julian Looman

2018 U.S. Tour: Bronson Norris Murphy, Meghan Picerno, Sean Thompson*

2023 London concert: Norm Lewis, Celinde Schoenmaker, Matthew Seadon-Young

2024 World Tour: Luke McCall, Manon Taris, Niall Sheehy

Other adaptations

1925 The Phantom of the Opera (film, Lon Chaney)

1937 Song at Midnight**

1943 Phantom of the Opera (film, Claude Rains)**

1962 Hammer Horror: The Phantom of the Opera (film, Herbert Lom)**

1974 Phantom of the Paradise

1983 The Phantom of the Opera (TV movie, Max Schell)**

1987 The Phantom of the Opera (animated film)

1989 Phantom of the Mall: Eric’s Revenge

1989 The Phantom of the Opera (film, Robert Englund)**

1990 The Phantom of the Opera (TV miniseries, Charles Dance)

1993 Yeston/Kopit’s Phantom (stage show, Richard White)**

1991 The Phantom of the Opera (stage show, David Staller)

1992 Tom Alonso’s The Phantom of the Opera (stage show)**

1993 Yeston/Kopit’s Phantom (Wichita, Richard White)

1994 Lamb Chop in the Haunted Studio (TV special)**

1995 Pantin’ at the Opera (Wishbone episode)

1995 Phantom of the Opera on Ice*

2000 The Tale of the Last Dance (Are You Afraid of the Dark? episode)

2004 The Phantom of the Opera (film, Gerard Butler)

2011 Spiritual Twist’s The Phantom of the Opera (stage show)

2013 The Phantom of the Opera (Ken Hill stage show, Tokyo)**

2019 Spiritual Twist’s The Phantom of the Opera (stage show)

2018 Yeston/Kopit’s Phantom (stage show, Takarazuka Revue)

2018 Yeston/Kopit’s Phantom (stage show, Seoul)

2020 Sasson’s Das Phantom der Oper (stage show, Germany, with Uwe Kröger)**

2021 Yeston/Kopit’s Phantom (stage show proshot, Seoul)

Miscellaneous

1994 Australian Phantom cast Easter charity concert ("Phantales")

2017 Broadway: Prince of Broadway (in honor of Hal Prince)

2017 The Phantom of the Empire (Turning Tydes Theatre Company)

Stolleboot (fan edit starring Jeremy Stolle as the Phantom, Raoul, Piangi, and Passarino)*

*Longtime crowd favorite (streamed at least three times)

**We’ve watched it, but it was technically streamed by another host I used to alternate with.

#saturday streams

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kiarajyshi · 24 days

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introducing! statistics

full name: kiara joshi

nickname: ki, ara

age: twenty-nine

date of birth: september 21st

zodiac: virgo

hometown & current: lincoln city, oregon

previous residence: cambridge, massachusetts

gender identity: cis woman

pronouns: she/her

sexual orientation: exploring

faceclaim: simone ashley

tw: cancer mention, therapy mention

before

born in san francisco, the joshi family moved to lincoln just in time for her baby brother to be born when she was five years old. truthfully, she didn't have many feelings outside of crying about missing her friends and dealing with having to suddenly share her parents.

a bit of a nerd in highschool, only in the sense that she was a mathlete and in the science club. the girl was a math genius. could have probably been a world renown mathematician if she had put her mind to it. but as a student, she was into robotics and football [soccer].

kiara was always a bit of a blunt person. not to be cruel or to cause way issues but genuinely because she didn't want to waste time with beating around the bush all the time.

While most knew she was applying to harvard, after all, she was the kind of girl that the regalia from the school even before being there. she always secretly applied to MIT. mostly, for her own enjoyment. to make sure she could actually do it. what do you know, she did. while it was sort of a backup school, she was proud of that acceptance and kept the letter. right next to the robot she built for bot wars that she was never allowed to participate in.

she may not have always looked it, but kiara also loves sports. her parents only let her join one, but she was often at all of the american football and basketball games. her books and homework in her lap while. pray you never bet against her or got into a fantasy football league she was in. because you definitely lost.

the problem with how they played that damn game… was that they couldn’t tell who’s dares were who’s. her dare had been about that lake… could it have been her’s? it was a question that tormented her for the weeks that followed. Into her next year of school…

after

the first year of harvard was one of the worst times she had experienced after chris disappeared. the guilt of what may have been hung over her head like an axe and all her focus seemed to go right down the drain. kiara had worked so hard to get into harvard, and things just weren't going how she needed. it was what led her into the office of her first therapist. anything to help.

kiara has one sorta ex. maybe. they never really talked about it. a first kiss and mostly emotional connection. a girl that was with her through the hardest part of her first year of college. with all of her issues at the time, the relationship had been rough and while she still holds her as a friend, they didn't make it after she left harvard and decided to go into education at cambridge college. but she still held her in her heart for being the person who got her to the therapist’s office in the first place.

therapy was... the best decision she ever made. while there were still some things she didn't speak of, there was so much more she did. in the end the coping mechanisms she learned through them helped her handle the things she couldn't say out loud.

through that, she also found the courage to walk away from the path of being a doctor and instead became a teach of math and science. she never knew she would enjoy it so much.

kiara found herself back in lincoln two years before the invitation. her father was diagnosed with cancer and while her brother was off at harvard... her mother needed help at home with everything. putting her big girl pants on, she offered and found herself teaching math and science to seniors and coaching soccer at new horizons.

this new... dare... has put kiara on edge but truth be told... she figured it was about time to face what happened. she didn't know about everyone else but she refused to allow it to fester in her nightmares anymore. something happened that night. something more than just a dare and it was about damn time they figured it out. they deserved that much... chris did too.

connection ideas

friends

you aren't her ride or die, but you matter. she'll listen when you need and ear. she'll help you when she can but won't drop everything. there are limits to her devotion. but you can count on the fact that she will tell you the truth whenever you need it.

besties

you are one of the chosen few. maybe someone from high school that lasted through the years? maybe someone she met after she moved back to lincoln or met in cambridge. all that matters is you are someone she considered close. someone she would be for if you called in the middle of the night. no questions asked.

fellow nerds

were you just nerds supporting other nerds? did you help her build the battle bot she never submitted?

people she tore down when they tried to bully her

she had a habit of tearing down athletes verbally based on their sports statistics so watch out.

crushes

she didn't have the option of dating or the energy really. she would have had to hide it from her parents. sneak around. AND deal with school? not happening. but she crushed. a lot. would you like to be one?

crusher..er?

idk, someone that had a crush on her? she probably never saw it or maybe destroyed your heart.. there are options.

enemy

were you an asshole? did you make fun of people just cause you could? were you a bully? well come on down! i bet you could have been her enemy.

arch nemesis... academically

you, you're the one that annoyed her. wasn't as smart as she was, or so she thought, and had to deal with it if somehow you got a .5 higher than her. you drove her to do better and in school, she hated you for it... now, she would thank you

extras

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#i got milky way for blood evolution in my vein || intro #2014intro

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maybanksbabe · 8 months

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okay, new bestie, give me the colleges for each character and i'll give you another headcanon: reader and rafe always surprise each other with random acts of kindness. it could be leaving sweet notes, bringing a favorite snack, or planning a surprise date. (🎓)

Deal!

This is all based on vibes btw 😂

Rafe - Texas A&M. Somewhere that has good weather to remind him of home but is just far enough away, yk? Probably studies English Language and maybe political science? Go Aggies!

Sarah - Florida U. You can't tell me she wouldn't LOVE being a Gator Gal and rocking that blue and orange 🤭 studying child psychology or early years education

JJ - I said on the moodboard UCLA and I stand by that! Sun, sea, surf, swim - everything he needs in life to be happy!! Maybe takes up something like sport science like Rafe or something similar to get him a good paying job like a physiotherapist for the pros (even tho he REALLY wants to make it as a pro swimmer)

Pope - somewhere East Coast I think... Yale for forensic science and criminology and keeping up with Lacrosse makes him an absolute heartthrob on campus. He likes the area the campus is in and all the buildings he has his classes and labs in, the weather is a nice change too. I feel like he enjoys the cooler weather

Kiara - I don't think she'd go to college personally but if she did it would be the San Francisco Conservatory and studies to become a music teacher, she fits that vibe but like... the fun music teachers that are chill and allow students to feel welcome and accepted yk? She's about nurturing and learning, not just the learning!

John B - I think he'd try to stick with JJ on the West Coast, studying something like marine biology and ancient civilizations at Scripps Institution of Oceanography, California so he could almost follow his father's steps without it being so perilous yk?

#🎓 anon #libra's jj #libra's pope #libra's jb #libra's sarah #libra's rafe #libra's kie #college au #libra speaks

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bestwenclairfics · 1 year

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San Francisco - Chapter 1 - bishopsinclair_ (dustydandelions) - Wednesday (TV 2022) [Archive of Our Own]

Long and amazing fic... Time to know the Sinclair's family pack.

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Sneak peak:

“I think you can still transfer! Though, I don’t know who the new principal is going to be so maybe they’ll have different processes for transferring.” Enid liked spending time with Kiara, but that didn’t mean she knew about the other werewolves intentions.

The redhead smiled and leaned in closer to the other girl, her wolf was purring at their closeness. “Maybe we can even be roommates?” Kiara asked hopefully.

“Oh, I already have a room–”

“Unfortunately for you, that particular spot has already been filled.”

Enid couldn’t believe her eyes, was Wednesday really in front of her? She had to be dreaming, right? Is this why she hasn’t received a reply for her messages yet?

“I do hope I’m interrupting something.” The psychic deadpanned, stoic face staring at Kiara with perfectly concealed distaste.

“You actually are–”

#bestwenclairfanfics #wednesday #enid sinclair #wednesday adams #wenclair #wenclair fanfic

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earfaquake · 7 months

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“Let it begin”.

Seoul, 15 de dezembro de 2015.

Meu começo é comum, e até calmo. Minha mãe decidiu que eu nasceria em um parto natural — coisa que ela se gaba até HOJE. Como a vida segue seu curso, eu nasci e cresci. Mas, boa parte do crescimento não foi na Coreia! Minhas mães (choquei você ?!) decidiram se mudar quando completei quatro anos. Primeiro São Francisco, e depois NYC — apesar das críticas a cidade, foi minha favorita! Quem não amaria essa gigante do coração mole?

Tive uma infância bonita, em um bairro calmo e tranquilo. Aliás, foi lá que conheci Ayana Daisy, minha melhor amiga. Nos tornamos inseparáveis aos 6. Nana adorava explorar, e eu não era muito desses. Mamãe Liv diz que nasci pras artes. Mas, adorava a companhia da minha melhor amiga desse mundo todo. Não somos parecidos, mas de alguma forma, a gente se dá bem.

Na adolescência, tive uma surpresa novinha em folha: Kira, minha irmãzinha que agora tem 7 anos! Nós chamamos ela de Kiki, e às vezes de biscoitinho — ela detesta esse, mas não ligo. Nunca fui um encantador de crianças, até tenho um leve medo delas, mas com a Kiki..as coisas foram diferentes. Ela era tão bochechuda quando nasceu...e agora tá aí, me fazendo as perguntas mais complicadas do mundo.

Ah sim, claro...como um garoto das artes, você deve imaginar que meu lance era tinta, milhares de instrumentos que tentei aprender e enjoei. Infelizmente, tenho dessas. Como estou sempre em constante movimento, eu acabo acelerando e depois abandono o carro. É até meio melancólico, mas estou tentando — e falhando — aprender a ser mais constante.

“Are you ready, Mrs. Yook?”

“I'm born ready”

NYC, [insira algum ano]

Eu e minha outra mãe, a Emma, gostamos de cantar Taylor no último volume! Não é por mal, a gente só gosta muito de pessoas desequilibradas e que dão entretenimento. E sim, mamãe é doida nessa loira. Já eu? Bom, depois eu te conto! Acredita que nem ia dizer tudo isso? Acontece...

Ah, sim, sim... Tenho duas mães! Olivia e Emma, e uma irmã, Kiara — ela veio depois, em Seoul também, as mamães fizeram questão que ela nascesse lá! Costumo dizer que minha mães fundaram a sociedade lésbica em Seoul, e vai ver isso tenha mesmo acontecido, vai saber. Elas sempre me deram tudo, e nem tô falando de bens materiais, tá? Do jeito delas, tentaram me proteger das piadinhas sobre meus olhos, e tudo o mais. Tente sobreviver no mundo norte americano e saberá!

Por falar em ter tudo, elas nem ligaram quando precisei de um tempo sabático até iniciar de fato a faculdade. Fala sério, o ensino médio foi uma loucura, eu não queria surtar de vez. Então, fui uma espécie de ajudante da mãe Liv. Ela tem uma lojinha de produtos esotéricos, lá é uma graça e sempre cheira a incenso de canela — não é um sonho? Ela até tentou me ensinar sobre tarot, mas meu lance foi desenhar e pintar um baralho a mão. O resultado ficou lindo, e foi assim que decidi: vou cursar artes plásticas. Mágico, né?

“Come a little closer, then you'll see.”

Desde sempre sou péssimos com declarações, e até me expressar de forma correta. Quer me entender? Veja um quadro que pintei, dê uma olhada nas canções que tento produzir com a minha guitarra; ou então, tente a sorte ao descobrir aonde escondo todos os meus textos e poemas. Realmente, sou um art boy.

Recentemente, iniciei a faculdade! NYU, quem diria?! Com certeza eu não. Lembro de quando eu e Ayana nos inscrevemos, foi uma tortura. Não tinha certeza se passaria, e isso me deixou inquieto. Posso exalar confiança, mas a verdade é que às vezes sou bem inseguro. Faz parte, não?

Por fim, para me conhecer ainda melhor, saiba que faço parte da população nerd-geek. Minha alma exala Star Wars, e um pouco de Halo — pra não perder o costume. Não perco uma comic con desde os 10 anos de idade, mas em compensação já perdi uma namorada pela comic con, aos 15. Prioridades!

“Go write your message on the pavement.”

Caso se pergunte, a vida anda quase a mesma. Faculdade, família, amigos. Eu e Ayana ainda seguimos juntos, mesmo com a vida corrida, sei que posso contar com ela. E posso ser sincero? Me dá paz. Há quem diga que passar tanto tempo com uma pessoa na vida, enjoe. Já eu, discordo.

No tempo livre eu, Ayana, Joshua e Morgana temos uma banda, a Sick Slip. E não é por nada, mas somos talentosos até demais — eu brilho na guitarra, preciso dizer. Sinto que nos momentos em que estamos nos palcos de festivais da universidade, ou nos pubs, é como se todo barulho do mundo externo fosse embora.

Quanto a mim? Bom.. não sei como posso me definir. A cada dia descubro coisas novas, sentimentos novos. Às vezes, sou confusão. Em outras, tento ser solução, mas sempre dá errado. Ninguém disse que seria fácil, não?

Antes de encerrar, preciso te contar um segredo! Sou o colunista secreto do blog da universidade. Lá, escrevo muito sobre a realidade ao meu redor. É um interessante. Quem sabe você não me leia por aí? Só shh.. não conte a ninguém.

#Spotify #+🎸 border::carnival — about leo

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hqton · 8 months

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𝐌𝐀𝐘𝐅𝐀𝐈𝐑 𝐈𝐒 𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐄𝐃 𝐓𝐎 𝐖𝐄𝐋𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐄 : kiara hyath ( greta onieogou ) , yasmine rodriguez ( eva de dominici ) , chance hohenzollern ( rege jean page ) , saoirse orsini ( nicola coughlan ) and francisco garcia ( taylor zakhar perez ). jc , cierra , willow , please have a look at our checklist and send in your accounts within the time frames specified !! we cannot wait to have you on the dash !! * june lei’s rival wc is now taken !!

#accepted #appless rp #period rp #bridgerton rp

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magxit · 8 months

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This is old so maybe his tastes have changed lol

https://www.dailystar.co.uk/sport/us-sport/jimmy-garoppolo-kiara-mia-nfl-29058838.amp

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lamilanomagazine · 1 year

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Milano: Coreve Presenta Julia Felix, l'arte in vetro riciclato.

Milano: CoReVe presenta Julia Felix, l'arte in vetro riciclato. Apre domani al pubblico la mostra Julia Felix voluta da CoReVe (Consorzio Recupero Vetro) che valorizza e racconta le potenzialità del riciclo attraverso le opere di artisti e designer di fama mondiale che hanno lavorato rottame di vetro realizzando 13 tra prototipi e pezzi unici. La mostra, curata da Alice Stori Liechtenstein si terrà a Palazzo Visconti, nel quartiere del design Durini-Monforte nella settimana del Salone del Mobile, da martedì 18 a domenica 23 aprile 2023. Gli artisti e i designer italiani e internazionali in mostra negli ultimi sei mesi hanno lavorato con il cullet, risultato dal trattamento del rottame di vetro cavo proveniente dagli impianti consorziati con CoReVe, per produrre le opere che presenteranno a Milano. Si tratta di Kiara Pelissier, Klaas Kuiken, Lea Randebrock, Lex Pott, Luca Gruber, Lucia Massari, Matteo Cibic, Natalie Weinberger, Stories of Italy e infine Wieki Somers, mischer'traxler e Zaven che hanno lavorato insieme al maestro del vetro Marc Barreda per sviluppare i loro progetti. Ospite d'onore della mostra sarà il maestro del vetro e artista muranese Lino Tagliapietra le cui opere sono esposte in musei quali il Metropolitan Museum di New York, il De Young Museum di San Francisco e il Victoria and Albert Museum di Londra, che nel 2015 ospite del progetto Soneva Fushi Glass Studio ha realizzato alcune sculture utilizzando vetro proveniente dalla raccolta delle bottiglie nelle Maldive. Proprio una di queste opere intitolata “fenice” realizzata durante questa esperienza e proveniente dalla collezione privata dell’maestro sarà presentata all’interno della mostra Julia Felix. Il Palazzo, uno dei più elaborati esempi di rococò milanese, ospiterà un'edizione speciale di design interamente dedicata alla sostenibilità e organizzata da Mosca Partners sotto l'egida di Design Variations. “L’arte e la creatività sono un ottimo strumento di comunicazione ed è per questo che abbiamo chiesto a 13 artisti di fama internazionale di aiutarci a raccontare, attraverso le loro opere, le potenzialità di un materiale tanto nobile e versatile come il vetro - ha dichiarato Gianni Scotti, Presidente di Coreve, inaugurando la mostra. “Riciclabile all’infinito, il vetro può assumere forme e colorazioni più disparate, si presta per opere industriali e artistiche ed è uno degli artefatti più antichi dell’uomo. Non a caso, il nome della mostra prende origine dalla prima testimonianza di riciclo di rottame di vetro conosciuta, vale a dire al relitto romano scoperto nel 1986, vicino a Grado, da un pescatore a 16 metri di profondità sul fondo del mare. La nave datata nel II secolo d.C., nota come Julia Felix, era un caso emblematico di commercio di ridistribuzione e riutilizzo. La nave trasportava frammenti di vetro, destinati a essere rifusi per creare nuovo vetro dagli artigiani della vicina Aquileia. La rifusione era, già allora, considerata una pratica economicamente vantaggiosa. Questa mostra vuole creare un collegamento ideale tra quel ritrovamento antico, l’arte e le potenzialità future nell’uso del vetro, sottolineando l’importanza del riciclo di questo nobile materiale.” – ha concluso Scotti... #notizie #news #breakingnews #cronaca #politica #eventi #sport #moda Read the full article

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thewalkingplumbob · 1 month

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Previously / Legacy Tag

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Reila, soothing: It's okay baby boy. Your mamas are here now.

Kiara, surprised: He's...right there. Look at him, at my baby boy...

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fannyjemwong · 1 year

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REVISTA INTEGRACIÓN 65

REVISTA INTEGRACIÓN 65 : Año del Conejo de Agua: Nacidos bajo el signo de la suerte, Perfiles: Sofía Chian Lee, Yuly Yep y Kiara Effio Sing, El místico de Capón: Francisco Choy limpia el aura, Gastronomía: La dinastía Siu, Pasión por los conejos: Lorena…

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ptersparkers · 4 years

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the art of eating pussy (5)

summary: upon realizing you lack skills in the bedroom when a touron asks you out on a date, you turn to jj, a self-proclaimed sexual deviant, for help.

warnings: smut, y’all.

notes: i haven’t been in the right headspace to right recently and wanted to give my reads something of quality and substance, not something to rush just for satisfaction. behold, chapter five.

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JJ’s hung up.

You’d been spending less time at the Chateau in favor of spending time with Trent since it was the last week that he’d be on the island. His mind was racing, conflicted with the thoughts of your mouth on Trent and his lips on your neck. The night of the party had been the worst moment of the week and his jaw hurt from clenching by the time he ended up crashing out on John B’s couch. JJ always drank to forget and that night wasn’t an exception.

He knew it wasn’t just about sex with you anymore. It wasn’t about the opportunity for him to get off by the hand of someone else. It wasn’t about him taking advantage of you. There was nothing complicated about the two of you in the bedroom.

But outside of the bedroom, JJ’s head was spinning every time you said goodbye or forced him out the door because your parents were home. He didn’t have to think when he was with you; JJ knew what you wanted and knew what to expect. He knew that his time alone with you was the product of these lessons but that didn’t mean he had to think of this time as anything but passionate. When his tongue wasn’t down your throat, he was thinking about the tight feeling in his chest that left him wondering what was going to happen once you told him it was over because he didn’t want this to end.

JJ hadn’t thought about the lessons ending until he saw you tucked underneath Trent’s arm at the party. This whole situation wasn’t friends with benefits and he knew it, which is why it messed with his head so much. Yes, there was the whole “no strings attached” ordeal, but this wasn’t just one of you calling the other for sex. This was much more complicated. You were one of JJ’s best friends but the only difference is you’d seen him naked, intentionally.

His thoughts are preoccupied with the idea that once the lessons end, you might still be with Trent despite him no longer being on the island. JJ would have to go back to being just friends and he’d have to pretend that he never saw you naked. He’d have to pretend he didn’t revel in the thought of you trembling beneath him. The other Pogues, to his knowledge, had no idea that the both of you were fooling around and he didn’t know if it was something he wanted to disclose. On one hand, he wanted a second opinion on whether or not this was something healthy. On the other hand, he knew what they would say; that JJ didn’t care about catching feelings and it was unlikely that he would consider succumbing to being a boyfriend. He knew he’d expressed his disdain for relationships in the past, but now he wasn’t so sure.

You ended up skipping out on the last two beach sessions in favor of Trent. Pope had decided to stay behind on the sand with JJ while Sarah, Kiara, and John B. enjoyed themselves under the warmth of the sun and the contrasting coolness of the ocean waves. Pope could sense something was amiss when JJ was the first to propose having a relaxing afternoon and hadn’t shown up with his surfboard tucked underneath his arm.

“Something’s up,” Pope stated. “Something’s been up for a while and I didn’t want to say anything about it until I knew for sure, but something’s definitely up.” JJ shook his head.

“It’s nothing.” Pope nudged JJ with his shoulder.

“C’mon, man. You don’t want to surf, your mind is a million miles from where you are, and not to mention, this entire week you’ve been moody.”

“I’m not moody,” JJ muttered with a scowl, flicking at a clump of sand near his foot. Pope’s mouth formed a knowing smile. JJ sighed. “Okay, I’ve been moody.”

“What’s up? Is it your dad again?”

“No,” JJ replied softly. “I just think life is bullshit.”

“We all think life is bullshit.”

“Feelings are bullshit.” Pope’s ears perked with interest.

“Feelings?” JJ looked at Pope before looking back at the view in front of him, watching as Kiara had playfully splashed Sarah with ocean water. He wished he could feel that carefree.

“They suck,” he began. “I think it’s stupid that people are allowed to feel something for people and not know if they feel the same.”

“Are you talking about someone?” JJ paused.

“No,” he replied.

“Okay...” Pope trailed off. JJ sighed once more.

“What I’m trying to say, is, I wish we weren’t cursed with not knowing where the lines are blurred and I wish we could all say how we feel without consequence.”

Pope sensed that JJ was trying to speak metaphorically and project his emotions on a secondary situation. He nodded, trying to follow the blond’s train of thought. He pursed his lips as JJ spoke and wanted to understand what he was saying to the fullest extent, but the boy decided to let JJ talk.

“Have you ever thought about getting off this island?” JJ asked after a few moments of silence.

“What kind of question is that?” Pope asked, laughing. “Of course I do.”

“But really,” said JJ. “Not just getting off and seeing what it’s like. I mean, like, what you’re gonna be doing in twenty years and the people who are going to be in your life.”

“Sometimes,” Pope replied with a casual shrug. “I try to take things one day at a time. I never want to overwhelm myself.”

“Lucky you,” JJ muttered. “I see myself off of this stupid fucking island by the time I’m thirty. I don’t want to live in a place where I feel trapped and can’t say what I want to fucking say.”

“I want to be able to forget about the Kooks,” Pope chimed in. JJ nodded. “I kinda want to live in San Francisco.”

“I’d probably live in Europe or something,” JJ said. “Don’t know where but I’d want to experience life as far away from North Carolina as possible.”

“You sure you’re okay?” Pope asked. He knew he wasn’t.

“Yeah, man,” JJ replied. “Just got a lot of things on my mind.”

The idea of fooling around with anyone that wasn’t you hadn’t crossed JJ’s mind. He’d been to Boneyard keggers since the lessons began but the notion of flirting and bringing a girl back to the Chateau was way off his radar. The Pogues didn’t take much notice but JJ wondered if they knew something was amiss or if they’d say something about it if they did. If he was able to realize he hadn’t slept with anyone since he began “teaching” you, then they might have. JJ knew their worlds didn’t revolve around him, and the boy was still as goofy and troublesome as ever, but there was a seeded doubt that made him awkward whenever he was around his friends if you happened to be there.

It wasn’t that his stomach felt queasy or that his heart was racing. He’d be lying to himself if he admitted that. His head was clear when it came to how he felt about you and he wouldn’t hesitate rushing to your house if you called him for another lesson or if you just wanted to kick back with him in your room and jam out to vinyls you pulled out whenever you felt nostalgic. Before, he would never have considered approaching your side of the island but now he didn’t feel as small as he did when he didn’t have a reason to be there. Your parents were familiar with your friends and didn’t mind JJ stopping by, which gave him more of an incentive to visit you when he had had enough of the Chateau and his friends’ loud personalities.

JJ knew his head was clear when it came to how he was feeling. The only part that clouded his judgement was Trent and dealing with the different friendship he’d have with you. He was sure that if the Touron wasn’t in the picture, things would be much easier for him. Trent’s dark and slick hair reminded him of greed and filth. His boisterous personality reminded JJ of everything he never wanted to be and he couldn’t understand why you’d pay attention to him for longer than a quick glance. The Touron was casually cool, the type of person who wanted to say they were able to rub elbows with the socialites of New York City by posting it on his social media accounts. You, on the other hand, were down to earth and courageous about your future potential. He couldn’t fathom why you were so attracted to someone who was your opposite.

Your head had been spinning too. Trent was the perfect gentleman and he hadn’t given you a reason to not trust him. And yet, every moment you spent with him reminded you that you weren’t spending it with JJ. You couldn’t understand why you’d been thinking about his shaggy hair when he wakes up or the way his eyes squint when he laughs a little too hard. Trent was giving you his full and undivided attention, and you always felt guilty when you needed to force yourself back into reality because you had been zoning out, daydreaming of being anywhere else.

But JJ never seemed to be anything other than friendly with you. You opted to disregard how he acted during the lessons, summing that up to pent up sexual frustration and a genuine interest to help you out after years of teasing you. You weren’t completely naive; you knew this was a way for JJ to get himself off, much like it was for you. The only difference between JJ taking advantage of you versus not was the fact that you wanted him to teach you how to make others feel good and how to make yourself feel like a goddess in the bedroom. You weren’t exactly sure why there had been a lack of awkwardness between the both of you despite him being your best friend since birth. There was never a question of doubt from JJ when you asked him to help you learn. There was no laughing when you admitted your lack of knowledge. Perhaps that’s why your initial doubt disappeared the first time he asked you to kiss him.

Trent had apologized for the beach date when he’d gotten startled by strangers parking next to him and promised you he’d make it up to you. He came through on his promise after you got worked up before your dinner date. You arrived at the hotel he was staying at while his father attended an event on the other side of Figure Eight and his hand glided up the side of your dress. Trent wasn’t rough nor was he gentle; he was giving you what you thought you wanted but it didn’t feel as skilled or as tender as when JJ’s fingers were inside of you. With JJ, your orgasm approached as if JJ already knew everything there was to know but Trent took his sweet time making you cum.

You always cursed yourself for letting your mind wander innocuously to JJ when Trent’s lips were on your neck or when his fingers were toying with the hem of your clothing. There wasn’t much going on between you and Trent, sexually, despite him wanting to take it further. You were lucky enough that Trent verbally expressed his willingness to wait, but you wondered if that wait time had an expiration date. You wanted to make sure if it felt right before you were able to deliver on a promise. You knew that your lessons with the blond would come to an end the moment you two had gone all the way, or until you were ready to experience sex without JJ, and you always moved that thought to the back of your mind to avoid thinking about it.

By now, you felt guilty for spending the majority of this week with Trent. Kiara had texted you a few times but understood wanting to spend time with him until he left. As far as you could tell, neither John B. nor Pope cared too much because they were happy their youngest friend was happy with someone. JJ, on the other hand, you couldn’t read. You didn’t understand why it was so difficult for you to reach out to him first or comprehend him, which you were usually good at. Suddenly, you were overthinking the way he talked to you and if he chose to sit next to you or someone else. You were overthinking his lingering gaze either on your thighs or some girl who walked past him with a weird knot in the pit of your stomach.

You kept telling yourself none of that mattered because you had Trent and you were sure you knew how you felt. Trent treated you right, was willing to wait, and never made you feel second best for not being as sexually promiscuous as he was. Yet something was lacking and you couldn’t figure out what it was.

You tried not to think about it on your way to the Chateau. The screen door slammed shut as you walked into the living room to try and save yourself from the downpour of rain. After Trent had dropped you off when his father had called him during the middle of a movie marathon, you opted to see the Pogues and spend some time with them once you realized how many times you had declined their offer to hang out. You saw JJ already sprawled out on the couch, seemingly all by himself.

“John B’s out with Sarah,” he said casually, pushing himself up onto his elbows to give you some room to sit down. You nodded a thank you, crossing your arms over your wet torso in an attempt to warm your shivering body as you sat down. Glancing down at your chest, you silently swore as you noticed your red bra was, in fact, very visible under your white shirt.

“Nice bra,” he chuckled, trying not to ogle too long. JJ hoped his comment didn’t make you feel awkward; he was having a hard time talking to you because he didn’t exactly know where he stood with you.

“Shut up,” you mumbled but you couldn’t help the heat that rose to your cheeks.

“So…” JJ trailed off. “How’ve you been? Haven’t seen you in a few days.”

“I’ve been good,” you nodded.

“And Trent?” he asked, attempting, and majorly failing, to hide the venom that laced his tongue. You mistook this as annoyance.

“Good,” you said, not wanting to talk about him anymore. JJ cleared his throat, his teeth grinding as he clenched his jaw, as he shifted on the couch so that he was sitting upright and facing you.

“You've been putting my lessons to good use?” he asked. He didn’t know why he’d asked. He had no desire to hear about you with another guy.

“You could say that,” you said. Were you really putting them to good use if you weren’t enjoying yourself with Trent nearly as much as you had been with JJ? You couldn’t tell JJ that Trent’s hands on you just sent your mind spiraling back to him or when Trent’s lips were on yours, it reminded you of that first night you started the whole thing.

“Oh? Does he make you feel good?” he asked, moving closer to you. “Because it’s not worth it if you’re not getting something out of it, too.”

“Uh, well-”

“Do you want me to make you feel good?” he asked suddenly. He knew he was asking the question more for himself but he was desperate to have you again. He figured it wouldn’t hurt to show you how a real man treats his girl.

“What?” you were taken aback by the forwardness of his question. You watched as his eyes dilated, flicking back and forth from your lips to your chest.

“You know what I mean,” he said. “You need to be shown what it’s like to be taken care of.”

“But you already-”

“Just let me do this for you,” he snapped. “Please.”

“Okay,” you said before turning your body on the couch to face him. You hadn’t stopped shivering since entering the Chateau not too long ago and your goosebumps increased as you watched JJ move closer to you. He used his right hand to pry your knees apart, positioning himself between them. Your heart rate picked up as he leaned forward to press his lips against yours, the cold air hitting your wet skin when JJ pushed the soaked fabric of your t-shirt up so that it rested just under the hemline of your bra.

“Up,” he mumbled against your lips, the vibrations forcing a soft moan out of you as you broke the kiss to lift your arms above your head. You let out a small laugh when your shirt made a sloshing sound against the ground. It stopped as soon as it started, however, because you felt JJ start applying open-mouthed kisses along your collarbones.

Feeling his body pressed up against yours stirred up all the daydreams you’d had every time you’d gotten intimate with Trent. You’d been in this position before with him, but somehow it felt better without the pretense of a lesson. You were under the guise that this wasn’t just about teaching you what you liked and what you didn’t. Part of you wanted to believe that this was more than a lesson you’d acquire from JJ’s depth of knowledge. JJ’s kisses trailed lower and lower until his teeth started toying with the waistband of your shorts. The throbbing between your legs was growing steadily and you let out a sigh of relief when he finally dipped his fingers into the waistband and tugged the wet shorts down your legs with effort because of the rain, dropping them on the floor with your shirt.

“JJ,” you whimpered as he took his time moving down your body. He slipped his hands under your knees so that he could place them on his shoulders delicately before he laid out on the couch with his face centimeters away from your nearly bare pussy.

He let out a soft laugh in disbelief at how incredibly soaked you already were. It was practically coating your thighs at this point and your cunt was aching in anticipation for his touch. All JJ could think about is how you let another man see you from this point of view, which was enough to give rise to JJ’s ego. His mission was to make you feel so good that you’d think of him the next time Trent put his hands down your pants; he wanted you to remember this moment and know what it was like to be eaten out by someone who was determined to make you orgasm like a holy grail.

JJ’s jealousy didn’t cause him to act rashly and dominate the situation. He started by pressing fluttering kisses to the side of your knee, his eyes flickering up to see you watching him intently. JJ began by tenderly kissing the inside of your thighs, making comments about how soft you are and how you smelled so sweet. He does all he can to make you squirm underneath his touch, loving that your gaze didn’t leave him even if you tried. JJ pressed a kiss to the waistband of your underwear and you whimpered at the thought of him being so close to you in a way that was more intimate than before.

He chuckled when he heard you whimper again and moved his mouth to kiss along your clothed entrance. You knew JJ’s game all too well and you knew he’d take his time teasing you until you were begging for it. It took a while to come to this conclusion, but you figured out that you enjoyed the slow pace before the big finish. JJ had taught you that when you reached an orgasm, it was less about the other party getting off by getting you off. The point of your orgasm was to make you feel like a queen in the bedroom, not like a used toy to get someone else off.

So when JJ used the pad of his index finger to move your underwear aside and toy with your cunt, you didn’t bother begging for his mouth. Instead, you closed your eyes and relished in the feeling of his warm hands on you. JJ looked pleased at your reaction and wanted to make this moment last for as long as he could. His finger moved in slow circles before hitting a sensitive nerve that caused your hips to rise, to which JJ laughed and pinned you down in the cushions.

JJ pressed two delicate kisses on your entrance. His mouth was being coated in your slick and he licked his lips, closing his eyes to savor the way you tasted. His body inched forward in an attempt to be as close to you as possible before licking a stripe with his tongue pressed flat against you, causing you to let out a deep moan in satisfaction.

JJ’s tongue worked like magic, as if he already knew all of your weak spots and was discovering the different sounds you could make by his tongue. His hands were gripping your thighs and his eyes would look at his meal before back up at you, and you had taken the liberty to use your hands to tug on his hair when he had hit a pleasure point.

“That’s a good girl,” he whispered against you to himself, proud of how loud and unapologetic you were being. He swore that if the Pogues had walked in the door, he’d stop eating your pussy and show them how pretty you looked underneath him. But he knew they would all be at Kiara’s until the storm passed.

His motions were delicate until he recalled the thought of you and Trent together in bed. His tongue began to dart in and out of you at a faster speed with every increasing thought. Giving Trent a handjob. Trent stripping you out of your bra and underwear. His fingers inside of you. His tongue down your throat. His cock in your mouth. His cock in your - JJ’s - pussy. He knew he was irrational and wrong to think that last thought, but in this moment, your pussy was his for the taking and he was going to make your orgasm like your life depended on it.

JJ’s grip on your thighs became tighter and you felt locked underneath him. Your toes curled and your hips bucked at the pressure and pace at which JJ was eating you out. His head was moving like he was catching every last drop of your wetness before going back for some more. JJ had taken the liberty to lift his head and spit on your entrance before diving back in, his tongue so deep inside of you that you almost considered asking him to use his cock instead.

“JJ,” you muttered, tugging on his hair.

“Just cum, baby,” he urged. “I’m ready for you.”

You obliged and it didn’t take you that long to release. JJ lapped the white pearls that were spilling out of you and his eyes were rolling to the back of his head as he realized this was the first time he was seeing you, and tasting you, from this angle. JJ’s jaw was becoming sore but he paid no attention as your legs spread wider against the couch and your body moved to the rhythm of his tongue.

When you were coming down from your high, JJ couldn’t have imagined anything hotter than the sight and sound before him, but your fingers reached down to your aching core in oblivion and began toying with your clit as your breathing steadied. JJ watched in awe as your fingers moved in slow, delicate and circular motions, your bottom lip in between your teeth and your eyes shut. His mouth hung open at how totally, completely, and utterly fucked you were in this orgasmic haze and was pulled out of this fantasy when you tugged your hand away and reached for a tissue to clean yourself up.

JJ couldn't think of anything to say and neither could you. You settled on watching a movie in silence.

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