#misc movies

[merry-melody]

#midnight cowboy #misc movies #dustin hoffman #jon voight

[xionthelostpuppet]

#rhys ifans #little nicky #rhysifansedit #adrian #misc movies #movie gifs #m*gifs #sorry if the coloring is off in the last few gifs #ps crashed so had to redo some of the colorings #umm

[theboost]

Movies nominally about famous historical figures/events that aren’t quite biopics are very amusing to me because they somehow always manage to add a bit of yaoi and we the audience have no idea how based in fact that is. Like fuck maybe doc holliday and wyatt earp WERE in love who are we to say.

#the is a joke about tombstone inspired by the untouchables #dudes rock #misc movies

[unreasonable-keysmash]

Listen normally I'm ship and let ship, whatever, I mean honestly who gives a shit, but Free/bat shippers drive me nuts.

How little media comprehension do you have to have to see Shazam and come out of it thinking "haha they should kith"?

It's insulting to adoptees and it screams amatonormativity.

(To be clear, if you ship them AS siblings, if you just puff out your chest and you're like "yea, it's incest. What about it, pussy?" this post isn't about you. Don't get me wrong, I think that's fuckin gross, but I honestly have more respect for you if you have the balls to just own it. But most freebat shippers do not fall into that category.)

#misc movies #.txt

[jellycreamjammedart]

#fnaf #five nights at freddy's #five nights at freddys #fnaf movie #barbie #barbie movie #memes #jellycream misc

[ahhrenata]

when you catch your crush very obviously staring 🤭

| these two melted the shit out of my heart |

#binged the movies with my dad #every time Thorin smiles at bilbo it kills me #this is post-botfa..no sadness here! #just longing stares and blushing faces #I’m erasing the sad feels the movie has left me with #the hobbit #lotr #thorin oakenshield #bilbo baggins #bagginshield #lotr fanart #bagginshield fanart #I’m entering a phase #misc fanart

[frogyjones-art]

Gingerbread SAW (2004) bathroom

#saw #sawposting #misc #saw memes #saw franchise #saw movies #jigsaw #saw fandom

[murdrdocs]

INTERVIEW 014

with. mike schmidt

includes. visual filming + auditory recording, GN!reader (mentions of lingerie but no explicit anatomy), begging, facials, oral (f and m receiving)

→ kinktober masterlist

mike schmidt has a thing for filming.

he’s obsessed with you, sometimes spending time in silence admiring you because he can’t really believe that you’re his. he’s a bit of a loser (affectionate) and an outcast (self afflicted), so he thinks you’re out of his lead. which is why he likes to document your time together as much as he can.

he has a couple of old cameras, just a little under a decade older. they work perfectly fine though, and he always has to take a picture of you with his polaroid or film you for just a few seconds whenever you’re together.

most of the documented content is innocent. you dancing around the kitchen while you help prepare dinner for the three of you (abby is singing in the back of that one). you standing in front of the mirror fixing the final touches on your dallas cowboy cheerleader costume with an infectious grin on your face. you mumbling in your sleep while your head rests on mikes chest.

but a solid amount of the content is mature, hidden away on discs and polaroids and cassettes in a closed box tucked away in a messy corner of his closet.

this content is audio recordings of you begging for mike, your voice high and breathy. he remembers that night, your hands in his hair that was slightly too long at that point. he was between your legs, his mouth just inches away from where you were trying to get him. it felt good for him to have the upper hand in that moment, a cocky smile on his face as he started to bask in the newfound power. it was one of the first times he realized how much he affected you, and he instantly wanted to record it. what the two of you ended up producing was fifteen minutes of you pleading and moaning and borderline sobbing as mike got you off with his tongue.

there’s a few discs, labeled with the date in either of your handwriting (mikes borderline scrawl and your neater script), housing content of mike fucking you slow, thrusts long and deep. he’s usually the one holding the camera, lenses at you as you’re on your knees with pretty doe eyes or above him bouncing and grinding with your eyes pinched closed. there’s some times, though, when you take the camera from him, met with nearly no resistance because these are the hours where he’s limp to your delicious torture. when he’s so wound up that just the first few licks from you has his grip loosening around the object, allowing you turn the lens on him, capturing his rosy cheeks and curly hair sticking to his forehead and his brown eyes watching your every move.

then there’s the polaroids, the only evidence that frequently makes voyages outside of the old shoe box whenever you’re apart. he has pictures of you with your hands over your face, but a smile clear beneath your palms. these were the ones taken first, before you’d gotten into the videos and cassettes. you were shy then, only giving the camera glimpses of your new lingerie set, which was usually the incentive for mike pulling the camera out in the first place. there’s pictures from when you’d gotten more confident, there’s photos of you post-sex, a loopy lopsided smile on your face, arms thrown over the parts that mattered but you were bare otherwise.

then there’s the ones that are completely debauched. the ones he hesitates to take out in fear that he’ll leave them lying around somewhere. his favorite of the small bunch is of you sitting on his bed, legs spread and bent at the knee, palms pressed into the mattress behind you. your pose itself is almost innocent, a grin on your face as you stare at the camera. you’re clothed too, for the most part, wearing underwear that covers what needs to be covered. but it’s the white spurts that paint your skin that makes this particular picture so raunchy. along your chest, in the center of your underwear, and — his favorite spot — all over your pretty little face, breaching into the baby hairs around your face.

#🕸️ 𝐌𝐔𝐑𝐃𝐑𝐓𝐎𝐁𝐑 #mschmidtsworld! #mike schmidt x reader #mike schmidt x you #mike schmidt #mike schmidt smut #fnaf movie #five nights at freddy's #(thats where i wanna be) #celeste writes misc #kinktober 2023 #kinktober

[marksandrec]

Marks and Rec: Misc #2587

Roman: "Get bee movied, idiot." (Dialogue from a bunch of incorrect quotes, but I'm not sure what the original is.)

#sanders sides #incorrect quotes #thomas sanders #patton sanders #roman sanders #janus sanders #logan sanders #virgil sanders #remus sanders #marks and rec misc #source: tumblr #source: unknown #bee movie

[tibby]

Which wolf wins? I guess it really depends, just gotta wait and see.

#horroredit #horrorgifs #amanda young #* #mine: gif #mine: misc #m: saw #m: saw ii #m: saw iii #i've forgotten how to gif and also colour these fucking movies #whatever. song has been in my head a lot lately and mandycore lyrics #alright bye see you guys in two months

[marthaskane]

KE HUY QUAN & SEAN ASTIN as Data and Mikey

THE GOONIES (1985) dir. richard donner

#the goonies #data wang #mikey walsh #dailyflicks #cinemapix #filmtvcentral #bigscreensource #filmedit #filmgifs #moviegifs #fyeahmovies #mine #mine: gifs #mine: misc #movies

[merry-melody]

#labyrinth #misc movies #concept art

[xionthelostpuppet]

#stephen dillane #firelight #stephendillaneedit #perioddramaedit #firelightedit #period drama #misc movies #misc gifs #m*gifs #that look just makes me melt

[theboost]

Jurassic Park 3

#misc movies

[unreasonable-keysmash]

gotg 3 was fucking exquisite

#misc movies #.txt

[ivyppoison]

MOTION PICURE SOUNDTRACK

pairings : paul atreides ⠀𝒙⠀ fem!reader

𐙚 warnings : religious undertones, ( slight spoilers ?! ), suggestive content

words : 0.723k

note. i wrote this barely an hour after watching this movie because my ideas just flooded onto a page. I’m in love with this movie, and I cannot wait for the third ( and final one ). As someone who is in love w movie franchises & trilogies, the build up was so good, but now we wait :3. What better to wait than writing fanfiction !!! ( i need to start writing fics more than 1k bc this is a bit pathetic ).

#. main masterlist. | misc masterlist.

PAUL ATREIDES.

IN your hazy mind, buried deep inside the sacred caves of your soul, you knew he was still yours.

From his lengthened, yet disguised stares to his lingering, yet quick touches, you knew in his carefully hollowed out heart, he still called you his.

Far inside those ocean blue, star-dusted eyes of his, he was the ripple of water amongst the desert sand.

A glass pearl imprisoned in a tight-fisted oyster.

Paul belonged to them, he belonged to his people.

He was the grace of the hand of god, the messiah of your virtue, desire and sin.

Most of all, however, he belonged to you.

Your flickering eyes watched as he exerted his power over them, your figure trailing behind in his shadows.

They never knew you.

Yet, he knew you better than anyone could. He knew every hue that littered your eyes, he knew every spot on your body, he knew your every thought and language, he knew how to drive you practically insane, seduced by the simple touch of his bare hands.

He was yours to keep, and you were his.

In the comfort of your tent, soft oranges bleeding into and staining the night’s dizzy tint, you lay beside each other, your lingering hands abstaining from touching him as your eyes travelled up and down his body.

He was still awake, but it seemed as if he refused to acknowledge you.

Letting out a small sigh, you pushed yourself onto the leverage of your elbow, glancing at his face as you locked eyes with him, watching as his pupils dilated softly, as he flicked his gaze to your lips.

“You should try and get some sleep,” you whispered, cupping his cheek with your free hand as your thumb pressed against his bottom lip. “It’s not good for you to go out exhausted.”

A moment passed before a small smile laced his lips, a glimpse of an old version of your lover coming back.

“What if I wanted to stay up looking at you?” He muttered before leaning forward to press a kiss to your lips.

Your stomach fluttered at that, your body growing weak and the sound of his adoration for you. The keeper of his heart.

Copying his motion, you also moved to deepen the kiss, his hand moving to your waist as he pulled you closer.

You pulled away slowly, breathing deeply yet quietly, as you gazed into his eyes, a deep thought disrupting your raw and pure moment.

“Do I matter to you, Paul?” You asked, your eyes now glossy as you stared at him, attempting to read him somehow.

To find a remnant of emotion or memory on his face.

To study him like the pages of an ancient book.

“What do you mean?” He mumbled, pressing his thumb lightly into the skin of your hip as he caressed it lightly.

“You hardly acknowledge I’m even there,” you explained, pursing your lips into a straight line as you tried to ignore the feeling of his hands on your bare skin.

Paul studied you for a moment in the dim light before sitting up right, causing you to mirror him.

“They need me, you know that,” he answered, placing both of his hands on your face, pulling you in so your faces were inches away from each other, his breath warm on your skin.

“But here, I’m all yours,” he added, taking your hand in his. “I belong to you, and only you.”

His face was sincere and his expression was soft. His heart was pure and his touch was intoxicating.

“I’m yours too, Paul Atreides. I’ll always be yours,” you whispered swollen words, the corners of your mouth twisting into a small grin as you leaned in to kiss him again.

This time, he moved both of his hands to your waist, pulling you onto his lap as he kissed you deeply.

Your body was flush against his, your nimble fingers played with the strands of his hair at the back of his head. He then moved his lips to the crook of your neck, peppering small kisses to every sensitive spot possible, causing you to let out small gasps at the feeling of his lips against your desperate flesh.

Your small whimpers, a raw testimony to his passion.

And all sleep was lost.

#txt. #*misc #dune #dune part two #dune part 2 #dune movie #dune 2 #dune 2024 #paul atreides #paul atredies x reader