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lghumphriessons · 9 months
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Stainless Steel Omega Speedmaster Professional Moon Watch Calibre 1863 Year 2020 $9,650-
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bnuyfrowns · 2 years
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is there a certain website that people use to watch old movies? like there’s some on the streaming services i have but is there a specific website for it?
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kamotecue · 8 months
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accidental encounter ✮ k. cooney-cross
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pairing: kyra cooney-cross x reader
summary: in which kyra cooney-cross bumps into the younger sister of her team mate, how does their story blossom?
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you were walking on the streets of milton, brisbane. your bodyguard and one of your closest friends, archie followed behind you. he was dressed in a black tux, that had a matching vest, and tie. it was the day of the bronze match, between sweden and australia.
you had your schedule cleared, as you missed a few of your sister’s games. there was this major business deal in the uk making made you fly out to seal the deal, which you did. there’s no doubt as you walked on the street, you caught people’s eyes.
however, you were focused on your phone call that you didn’t notice someone walking ahead. you accidentally bumped into her, sending you both to the ground.
your phone ended up falling on the street, absolutely shattering it, while her hands ended up around your waist. archie had a lopsided grin on his face, but he quickly helped you to your feet.
as he turned to the floor, he held his hand out to which the lady has grabbed. you watched as she dusted the dirt of herself. but you found yourself admiring her freckles, she looked cute.
“sorry about that, i was a bit busy.” you said, as she gave you a soft smile. archie picked up your phone, and slipped it into one of his pockets, before handing you a new one.
“no worries, i’m kyra.” she said, as you held out your hand for her to shake.
“y/n.” you took notice of the clothes she was wearing to see it be the matildas nike blue jacket, making you furrow your eyebrows. so she plays on the same team for your sister.
“do you perhaps play football?” you asked, as she nodded.
“yeah, i play for the matildas.” you gave her a soft smile, as you felt archie nudge you.
“good luck later, it’s the bronze match if i’m not mistaken?” you asked, as kyra nodded.
“will you be watching?” she asked, her voice was a bit eager but it wasn’t enough for you to notice it. but you gave her a nod, knowing how you’ll be there to support your older sister.
“great, i hope to see you there?” she gave you a small smile, as you nodded. she’d be able to see you as you were seated in the family and friends section.
you watched as she bid goodbye, you saw archie give you a smirk and you really wanted to remove it. however, you pulled something out of the inner slot of your coat, a gold vintage style automatic pocket watch, it had a silver chain where you could connected it to your vest.
you were also wearing a business attire, seeing as you had something to settle at your company before the match. you headed to the restaurant that your family was at, opening the door you saw your sister chatting with your parents.
you caught her eyes as she waved you over, you walked confidently catching the eyes of everyone in the room.
“hello el, did you miss me?” you asked, as ellie gave you a soft smile before pulling you into a hug.
“course i did, you’ve been busy with your company. archie, you’re welcome to sit with us.” she said, as you gave her a nod, you’ve been so busy with your company that you hardly had time to spend with your family. archie gave your older sister a smile, before he took a seat beside you.
“i missed you as well, el.” you said, as the food came. they ordered you a burger with a side of fries, not to mention pineapple juice.
“are you nervous, el?” you asked, watching your older sister you just gave you a short nod. you spent a few minutes laughing with your family, and catching up before you had to go.
“i’ll see you guys at the game, and el you got this.” you said kissing your sister’s cheek, before leaving. the ride to the company’s headquarters in brisbane was silent, but archie had hummed from time to time.
“how long do you think the meeting would take?” archie looked from the front mirror to see your facial expression, you looked a bit deep in thought.
“perhaps an hour or two, why?” archie asked, as you shrugged.
“just wondering if i have time to change my outfit:” you wanted to wear ellie’s jersey, if you couldn’t then you’d probably wear a football scarf.
you definitely didn’t have time to change your outfit, so you opted with the matildas scarf, it was worn around your neck. with your attire, you had attracted fans from both sides as it wasn’t quite fitted for the occasion.
however you just ignored their looks, and took your seat at the family and friends section, sitting besides one of your parent before taking a small bag of gummies.
then the kick off began, you were nervous. australia is one of the co-hosts of this tournament, so you knew what it meant for the team, for ellie. in the 26th minute, blackstenius goes down under pressure from polkinghorne, but you groaned after the var review a penalty was awarded to sweden.
rolfö from sweden’s team is the one to take the penalty, as she places the ball on the penalty mark. she takes a short run up, before drilling her shot low into the bottom right corner. arnold, the matlidas goal keeper dives right into the way but can’t exactly stretch across to keep it out of her net, 1-0.
the whistle was blown, signaling half time. you watched ellie’s facial expression as she headed to the tunnel, frustration is all across her face.
“never knew a game was this stressful.” you said, as your mother laughed. you already finished your first packet of gummies, opening the second one as you offered some to your mother who grabbed a few pieces.
then the second half has started, in the 57th minute catley sends a cross to fowler who shoots it, but it is deflected by eriksson who kicked it a few feet away, cooney-cross managed to get a tap on the ball, taking the risk and making it hit the back of the net scoring the equalizer. you watched as the aussie fans cheered.
all they need to do is maintain the score, while trying to get another goal but that’s exactly what they did. in the 89th minute, foord scored an absolute worldie. sweden has crumpled to the ground knowing that they couldn’t score another goal, as the whistle blew marking the end of the game.
you watched as the matildas’s substitute bench ran onto the field, celebrated with the XI that were huddled. they had just won the bronze medal, you wore a proud smile on your face, you were happy that your sister won.
as the game ended, they received their medal’s firstly taking a picture and they did the lap around the field. you felt someone pull you to the field, as it was ellie.
“come on, n/n. i would like for you to meet the team.” ellie said as you came to a quick stop, and looked at her with wide eyes.
“i don’t exactly think that my attire is appropriate for this-“ ellie just laughed, as she tugged your arm forward, pulling you to katrina gorry who was with harper and charli grant.
“ladies, i’d like to introduce my younger sister, this is y/n.” ellie said, as charli’s eyes had this look as if she knew something.
“it’s nice to meet you y/n, i’m katrina.” katrina said, as she introduced you to harper. harper reached out her hands, to which you laughed, and gently carried her.
“y/n?” kyra asked, as she approached you. ellie turning to you with a soft smirk, so she’s the one you talked about when you were having lunch with them.
all you described was someone you thought was cute, had freckles but she never thought it was her teammate.
“kyra, it’s nice to see you again.” you said, nudging your sister’s stomach as she coughed.
“so, you’re ellie’s sister?” she asked, as you gave her a nod.
“right, i forgot to introduce myself—i’m y/n carpenter.” you said, holding your hand out to shake as she laughed. she returned it and gave you a soft smile.
“i’m kyra cooney-cross.” you gave her a smile, as charli’s eyes widened.
“so you’re the cute person that bumped into kyra, this morning.” charli said, as kyra gave her a harsh look. you laughed, then nodded.
“i won’t say i’m cute, but i’m definitely am the one that bumped into her.“ kyra shook her head laughing along with you.
“ellie told us you played soccer, wanna score a goal?” kyra asked, as you looked at your shoes.
“why not” kyra passed you a ball, to which you started juggling before tossing it up, going into a seal position, the ball had landed on top of your nose. when the ball fell, you swung your leg and watched the ball curved sending it into the top corner.
“such a show off.” ellie joked, as you lightly shoved her. kyra looked at you with a soft smile, as you joked around with ellie.
since that encounter, kyra was the first one to make the move. she had asked you out on a date, to which you accepted. it was a dinner date, before having a night walk near the beach.
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eternal-love · 2 months
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Austin and Me
“Elvis-mania”
“Wife to the ‘king’. Icon to the world. Destined for more.”
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Summary: At 18 years old, she fell in love with Austin, at 20 years old, she became his wife, by 22, she was his doll. In which Cynthia’s life changed drastically after falling head over heels with a man that promised her the moon and the stars. She takes us down the memory lane of what could’ve been— the perfect marriage.
Inspired by the book: Elvis and Me by Priscilla Presley.
I do not condemn any of the portrayals I decide to do about certain people, it’s just fanfiction. And it would be divided in parts.
English isn’t my first language so I’m trying my best!
Warning: mentions of COVID-19
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COVID-19 took the world by storm and what was meant to just be some months in Australia became almost a year. Austin took this to his advantage to get more into the Elvis role, I supported him with any research he needed and with his weight gain, his accent. At first it was really enjoyable, I mean, dancing and singing to Elvis’ songs in the middle of the night, watching his movies and performances, watching Austin trying to recreate them. But then it started to get more serious, he started to go method.
I wasn’t a fan of method acting, I’ve never tried it before but I did have some co-stars that did it and it was like hell on earth, I’d like to think that he was going for a Marlon Brando route but it was starting to feel like Jared Leto when he played the Joker.
“Sit still!” I laughed as he didn’t stop moving around while I placed the hair dye on his brownish hair, he wasn’t a natural dark-haired man, as a boy his hair was this beautiful blonde.
“It smells disgusting, God, how I miss your hairdresser.” He said with a chuckle, his voice was a little thicker, a bit of a southern drawl to it.
“See? and you called me ridiculous whenever I went with her. I don’t know what she uses but it smells delicious.” I had my hairdresser back in California, she did my more trickier hairstyles, like the beehive ponytail and she did dye Austin’s hair black a couple of times before.
“Or maybe we were just high from all the chemicals, who knows?” He laughed again, yeah, maybe we did not ventilate well enough right now, I moved towards the window and opened it, not remembering that my gloves were pretty much still with hair dye, I stained that whole window up. To this day I still remember how much the landlord charged us for that one. After 30 minutes, we both kneeled beside the bathtub, I started rinsing his hair.
“Baby, you gonna drown me or something!” He said to me, if the water wasn’t too cold then it was too hot, or I was too aggressive with the rinsing.
“Then so be it!” I said to him, shampooing his hair.
Afterwards I even dried it and styled it, he saw himself in the mirror again, he finally had jet black hair again after months of just having this weird combination between black and blondish hair.
“I don’t know— I feel a little silly. Like an impersonator.” He had a grimace as he moved his hair side to side.
“You look really good. I promise.” I smiled at him and then kissed his cheek. “You can do this. Now let’s watch Viva Las Vegas for the fifth time, I’m finally getting the Ann-Margret dance.”
We did our research and everything, we knew little facts about Elvis, he liked knowing about Priscilla, I loved Priscilla. Austin found out this really interesting fact about Elvis and Priscilla’s bedroom time. As we were in bed, trying to spice things up.
“Wait, baby. We oughta try something new.” He said as he pulled away and got up from bed, he rummaged through a box of cameras we had, disposable ones, vintage ones, instants. He bought out an instax camera, with its film. “So— I read that Elvis and Priscilla did this and I wanted to try it out.”
“I’m up for it.” I smiled as I took off my nightgown coverup.
We started taking Polaroids, he made me pose, I was his model for the night. He grabbed my chin tenderly and moved it to the right direction, he got on top of me taking picture after picture. We even tried dress up, him as a policeman and doctor, I was a secretary, a maid, a teacher, we tried everything in the book.
He’d get in between my legs, kissing me all over, taking Polaroids while he was at it, taking Polaroids while I was at it, going down on him.
It was magical but it did make me feel ashamed whenever I looked at my purchase history and saw all the Polaroid films I bought during this time. We spent hundred of dollars in just the films for the instax.
I had a really good time with Austin but it didn’t really last long, until he submerged himself totally on Elvis. At first it was the voice and then it was the food, then it was his behavior. I couldn’t even remember the last time he slept with me. All I heard was Elvis, Elvis, Elvis— and not in the good way. Look, I understood him and everything but it was making me go nuts, I’m a big Elvis fan but he was just going bonkers. I lost count on how many books he read or how many hour he spent looking at Elvis stuff, he barely even spent time with Lori. I wanted to die whenever he called me ‘woman’ or ‘satnin’.
There were many times when he basically shut himself out, in the bedroom or the beach, it was like he was trying to torture me nonstop. I felt so useless because I wasn’t able to help him either. Whenever I did try to help him, he’d yell at me.
“Baby, please— you need to sleep.” I knocked on the office door, he had been there all day.
“Don’t bother me, woman.” He said sternly, I, being the stubborn I was, tried to get him out of there.
“Baby— you don’t need to indulge so much in Elvis. You should really come to sleep.” I knocked on the door once again, all I heard was silence afterwards but then the door opened aggressively.
“Are ya deaf or something?! Woman, I don’t want to hear another mouth comin’ out of your damn mouth. Ya hear me?” He said very aggressively, even he was taken aback. “Baby, you gotta let me do my damn job, so go to sleep, I’ll catch up to you later.” He dismissed me with his hand.
The king sized bed felt really empty without him there, cuddling me, kissing my head or forehead, we barely even slept on the same bed so in those cases, I’d bring Lori with me and hug her all night. I woke up to every sudden movement, thinking it was Austin but it was just my imagination playing cruel tricks on me. And whenever we did have alone time in bed, I tried wearing my cutest nightgowns, I even wore perfume to bed, Miss Dior, I adored that scent and so did Austin. God, I even wore my makeup to bed!
“Hey.” I whispered while I got in bed besides him, his back leaning against the headboard as he read Train to Memphis, I started kissing his neck softly, rubbing his bicep.
“Calm down, satnin.” He said, not taking his eyes off the book. “Ya know I’m trying to pay attention to this.” He kept on reading and reading in silence until he finally spoke up. “There a thousand women who would actually care to help and listen to me while I do my damn job. You gonna sit and listen or not?”
I stopped, I laid back and stared at him, storms in my eyes. I was trying everything to keep him looking at me yet nothing worked.
“But-“
“But nothing, woman.” He said, there was silence again, he kept on reading and mumbling the words. I sat up on the bed, hugging my knees very subtly.
“I can’t stand it! It’s driving me crazy! I don’t want to hear you anymore!” I yelled out in frustration, I even closed my eyes.
“I see a mad woman.” He said on that pretentious mumble.
“No. A woman with needs that needs to be desired. You can have your Elvis books and me too.”
He looked at me and without even saying anything, she went back to reading his book, leaving me feeling humiliated.
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I’ve been dying to write this part— be prepared to see our Cynthia suffer.
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wheel-of-fish · 5 months
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Videos from stream 200
I've gotten a lot of requests for links to the videos we watched last night, so here's a list! Let me know if I missed anything, and thanks so much for celebrating with me!
Cast vlogs Daae Days with Sierra Boggess (ep. 2 | ep. 5) Dear Daae with Ali Ewoldt (ep. 4 | ep. 6) John Cudia's video diary (ep. 1 | ep. 2 | ep. 3)
Character studies Hugh Panaro Gardar Thor Cortes Peter Jöback
Holiday stuff Phantom Australia cast sings carols Broadway cast sings "All I Want for Christmas" Opera owners sing "I Have a Little Dreidel" Opera owners sing "All I Want for Christmas"
Various Stolle videos Raoul Vine Backstage makeup Backstage costumes Backstage warmups and rituals Mahna Mahna
Favorite fan edits Hugh had a bad day (@box5intern) Hugh and "ignorant FøöLé" (@box5intern) YK Seoul alternate ending (@box5intern) Saulo hands (@box5intern) Howard McGillin yelling "AHHH" over and over (@glassprism) Yankee Doodle LND (@glassprism) Hold on for one more day (@les-gnossiennes-fantomatiques)
Misc. behind-the-scenes Laird Mackintosh shares Phantom Broadway secrets Kelly Mathieson dressing room confessions
Actor performances Ted Keegan - "Music of the Night" Emilie Kouatchou - "Wishing You Were Somehow Here Again" Norm/Ben/Howard/Hugh - "Music of the Night" Emilie Kouatchou & Jordan Donica - "All I Ask of You"
Miscellaneous Peter Karrie—warring ducks Phantom trying to dock his boat during winter (Chris Fleming) Cocktails with Paul Schaefer: masquerade margarita Cocktails with Paul Schaefer: sweet intoxication Vintage promotional video (Crawford/Brightman) Sierra, Peter and Norm helping Ramin with sound check
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Kaiju Week in Review (February 11-17, 2024)
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Warner Bros. unfurled the second trailer for Godzilla x Kong: The New Empire, which seems to be going over much better than the first. There are multiple glimpses of the ice Titan Shimo throughout, and an even briefer look at Mothra reflected in Jia's eye. (My favorite shot, of course, is Kong decking Skar King as he's holding out Suko like a wriggling shield.) The rough shots from trailer #1 still look rough, but at least the new footage is more impressive.
The new issue of Empire (how fitting) has a short article on GxK—the big revelation there is that Godzilla Evolved is pink simply because that's director Adam Wingard's favorite color. Collaborations are also popping up. Circle K is offering a movie-branded sandwich, chocolate bar, and Froster drinks/cups. Godzilla and a seriously wizened Kong are also entering the mobile game Lords Mobile.
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I don't know much about Oscar politicking, but Takashi Yamazaki's strategy of bringing a model Godzilla with him everywhere he goes seems like a winner. Both appear in the "class photo" taken of all the nominees at the Oscar Nominees Luncheon. At the same event, Yamazaki and Godzilla met with Steven Spielberg, who told Yamazaki he had seen Godzilla Minus One three times. Posting their photo together on Twitter, Yamazaki said he had "met God."
Toho's English Godzilla YouTube channel also uploaded a six-minute video on Minus One's VFX, with a focus on the various ways the production was able to shave off costs. Officially translated behind-the-scenes featurettes for Toho Godzilla films are a rarity, a sign of how badly they want that little gold statue. It's worth watching just for Yamazaki scooting his chair around the office.
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Shout! Factory's onslaught of old Toei tokusatsu films on its streaming service turned out to be a prelude to offering them all on disc. The Classic Tokusatsu Collection Blu-ray set includes Planet Prince (1959; called Prince of Space), Invasion of the Neptune Men (1961), Watari the Ninja Boy (1966), The Golden Bat (1966; called Golden Ninja), Magic Serpent (1966; called Dragon Showdown) , Ninja Scope (1969), and Terror Beneath the Sea (1966). None have ever been released on English-friendly Blu-ray before; some haven't even made it to DVD. The set is $70 and limited to 2,500 copies.
Major caveats seem to accompany every English-language release of vintage tokusatsu these days, and unfortunately this set's no exception. Despite the existence of English dubs for at least some of these films (two of them riffed on Mystery Science Theater 3000), only Terror Beneath the Sea is dubbed; the rest are Japanese-only. And the dubbed Prince of Space well-known to MiSTies was actually an amalgamation of Toei's two Planet Prince films, only the first of which is present here. (Even the first film seems like it's going to be in upscaled standard-def, going off the streaming version.) No special features in the production description either, although one person who got the set early reports that at least one trailer is included (for Invasion of the Neptune Men).
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IDW has announced still another Godzilla miniseries, Godzilla: Skate or Die. First-issue description:
It's Australian skater punks versus Varan and the King of the Monsters in this thrilling debut issue by writer/artist Louie Joyce (A Fistful of Pain)! Four years ago, four best friends and die-hard skaters found the perfect location for a DIY skatepark. After months of hard work, they created the world’s sickest spot that they could enjoy for the rest of their lives… That is, until the ferocious Varan appeared in the middle of central Australia and started making a beeline for their beloved park. Why is Varan on a rampage? Why did Godzilla just appear off the coast? What does their beloved skate spot have to do with this? And most importantly…what are these punks willing to do to save it?
Sounds like there's a lot of author appeal here, as Joyce is Australian and calls the tale "inspired by all the amazing DIY spots I've had the privilege of skating[.]" And a meaty role for Varan is a pleasant surprise.
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Perhaps inspired by the success of Troll on Netflix, we've got another Scandinavia giant monster movie on the way. Kraken will be directed by Pal Oie (Dark Woods) from a script by Vilde Eide. No cast yet, but here are the plot details divulged by The Hollywood Reporter:
[T]he thriller will follow Johanne, a marine biologist who encounters several strange occurrences while researching a fjord, including the brutal deaths of two local teenagers. “At the bottom of Norway’s deepest fjord rests a mythical monster as large as a mountain, with a myriad of arms ready to crush and devour anything they can grab,” the film’s synopsis reads.
Krakens are certainly having a moment in giant monster stories right now, between Ruby Gillman, Teenage Kraken and the three that somehow wound up connected to the Monsterverse. (To wit: Na Kika was originally called Kraken, the unnamed antagonist of Skull Island bore the same name internally, and the guardian of Atlantis in the Justice League crossover comic is a Kraken as well.) This seems like a more back-to-basics approach.
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purplegirl20 · 3 months
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Valentine
Pairing: Damian Priest x Self-Insert (Me) with mention of Adam Copeland (FKA Edge)
Damian decided to drop in a visit on Valentine Day.
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Note: This story is a drabble. I'm sorry for the long hiatus, I've finally applied my florida nursing license and I'm currently job hunting and applying for my BSN. I hope you enjoy my story.
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February 14th: Valentine Day.
It was a chilly Valentine day. I returned home after another day of delivering groceries and last minute Valentine items around town.
Shaynell:(sighs) Another day of delivery shit around town.
I get out of my car and grabs my keys from my purse, trying to get inside my house.
Shaynell:(sighs) I'm home. Since Damian probably forget me on Valentine, I might as well order some Chinese takeout and watch AEW dynamite. Maybe seeing Edge might make me feel better. Oh wait. He's Adam now. Feel weird saying his real name. So hard to get used to it.
I kicked my shoes off and grabs my phone from my purse to order some panda express. I plopped down on the couch.
(Door creaking)
Shaynell: Did I hear something? Must be the wind.
I then ignored the noise.
As I was about to order some food for dinner, something obscured my view of vision.
Shaynell: What the hell?
(chuckling) Guess who?
I slowly removed a pair of hands that obscured my sight and turn around.
Shaynell:(gasp) Oh my god!
I saw Damian priest, holding a bouquet of purple roses and a box of chocolate.
Damian: SORPRESA, PRINCESSA! Happy Valentine Day.
Shaynell: Wow! This is so unexpected.
Damian: Do you like it, Mija?
Shaynell:(smiles) I do. Thank you.
I smile and kissed him on the lips, making him chuckle.
Shaynell: I'm surprised that you got me something on valentine. I thought you would be busy before leaving for Australia.
Damian: Mija. You know that I never forget you. You know that.
Shaynell:(softly) I know.
Tears starts flowing down on my cheeks.
Damian: Aw. Princessa. Don't cry.
He slowly wipes the tears away.
Shaynell:(sniffling) I'm sorry. I thought you forget about valentine and hang out with judgement day instead.
Damian: Mija. You know that I always make time for you. No matter what.
He smiles and hold me tight. He then leans toward me and kiss me on the lips.
Damian: I love you, so matter what happens.
Shaynell: You love me more than Adam?
Damian:(chuckling) Of course. I'll never leave you and forget about you.
He then starts peppering my face with kisses, making me giggle.
Shaynell:(giggling) Damian! That's tickle.
Damian: Oh really? How about I tickle you right here.
He starts tickling my sides, causing to laugh and squirm.
Shaynell:(laughing) Stop! I'm going to drop my bouquet of roses and chocolate you gave me!
Damian: Aw come on, princessa. I want to hear you cute laugh.
Shaynell: Ok. Ok.
I quickly put his gifts on top of the table before Damian scooped me up and set me on the couch.
Damian:(chuckling) I want to hear more of your laugh.
He quickly my foot.
Shaynell:(gasp) NO! NOT MY FOOT!
Damian:(chuckling) TOO LATE!
He starts then let his fingers tease my foot, causing me to quickly squirm and laugh.
Shaynell:(laughing) HAHAHAHAHA!!
Damian:(chuckling) Look at you, laughing and squirming for me.
He quickly grabs my other foot and starts tickling it, causing me to laugh hysterically.
Shaynell:(laughing) HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!
Damian:(baby talk) Aw, look at princessa, enjoying herself, getting her precious feet tickled.
Shaynell:(laughing) Damian!
Damian:(chuckling) I miss your laugh so much.
He quickly get on top of me and lean in for a kiss.
Shaynell:(moans) Damian...
Damian:(chuckling) I miss you so much.
Shaynell: I miss you too. Damian?
Damian: Yes Mija.
Shaynell: Don't you ever leave me.
Damian: I won't.
He smiles and kiss me on lips, making me blush.
Shaynell: I miss your smile. Your hugs. Those beautiful lips.
Damian: You're so sweet, mija.
Shaynell:(chuckling) Aw.
I smile and starts squishing his face.
Shaynell: You have such a squishy face, bunuelos.
Damian: That squishy face is all yours.
He smile and snuggle with me, making me smile.
Damian: How about we eat some chocolate that I bought you?
Shaynell: I would like that. And I order some panda express for dinner. I'm starving.
Damian: I would like that.
I smile and start ordering some dinner as we about to take it easy on Valentine.
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elvispresleywife · 6 months
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I KNEW IT!!
Ok, so I've always had this feeling, this knowing feeling that Lisa would NOT have liked this new Priscilla movie. I always felt it. Because as we all know she was very protective of her father, but also honest. She wasn't the kind of girl to lie about something, she said what she thought. I love her honestly. BUT anyway, I just found an article that said she didn't like the script for the movie, now I know articles can't be trusted all the time, but this seems pretty accurate. I'M IN NO WAY saying I knew her, or I know everything about the Presley family. I don't at all, and never will until I meet them in Heaven but point is....I found this interesting. So she said, she saw it as "Vengeful and Contemptuous." I quote "My father only comes across as a predator and manipulative. As his daughter, I don't read this and see any of my father in this character. I don't read this and see my mother's perspective of my father. I read this and see your shockingly vengeful and contemptuous perspective and I don't understand why?" Now these were messages to Coppola, September of last year. She goes on to say "I will be forced to be in a position where I will have to openly say how I feel about the film and go against you, my mother and this film publicly." Now Coppola responded to these messages saying "I hope that when you see the final film you will feel differently, and understand I'm taking great care in honoring your mother while also presenting your father with sensitivity and complexity."
Now, whether or not this is true I don't know. I personally believe that Lisa would have felt this way seeing as how she's so protective and loyal towards her father, however she did see an early adaption of the script which was apparently 'changed and adapted'. I knew she wouldn't have liked it, I just knew it. I had a feeling. Either way, I still don't believe this movie will portray Elvis well, however I will watch it only to see how they victimize Priscilla even though it will anger me to my core. Now I'm not saying that I hate Priscilla or anything, and I know Elvis was in NO WAY perfect. He had his many faults but again, we all do. We're all guilty of our faults. And you don't hear us writing a book or making a movie do you? And considering Priscilla has gone on multiple occasions to disregard or change whatever she wrote in the book on numerous occasions, this just furthers the inaccuracies of what may have happened. But again, I wasn't there so I don't/will never know. Again this is my personal opinion, think what you want. I think this will be.....something else. And being in Australia I have to wait a while for it to come out, so if you watch it let me know what you think! After all, I don't want to waist my money.
All this being said, I do have a great respect for Priscilla, and her efforts in saving Graceland(Whatever the reasons) because now we have an opportunity to be closer to Elvis. And the fact that she birthed their beautiful, incredible, strong, amazing, talented, funny daughter Lisa Marie. I also really like her fashion, hair and makeup, and my looks are greatly inspired by her (Being a vintage fashion dresser). So there is that.
Sorry for rambling, tell me what you think! I'm not looking forward to it personally.
Ok....
Bye!
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9, 11, 13 or 23 for oscarmark or lando/jenson 🫶😙
i blame you and our lengthy oscarmark conversations for whatever the hell i just wrote, muak tkm (used everything minus 9 i think idk)
The collusion of the blinding lights and a flight ungodly long makes him want to crawl into a cave and never come out. 
The airport is too bright, too big, too noisy. Oscar is in Melbourne to rest, to meet back with his family, with his friends. But he’s in a frenzy of people, caught between people with phones in hand asking for a selfie, who don’t deserve to be treated meanly just because he had a shitty day, and the regular crowd waltzing in and out of planes like ants walking in and out of their colony. 
He meets Mark right outside of the airport, his black car parked in the shade. It’s a cold winter in Australia, not that unusual but Oscar preferred it to be a bit less busy. He wanted Mark to pick him up because he knew he wouldn’t have been able to handle his family fussing over him first thing out of the plane. He’ll text his sisters later, now he just calls his mom. 
“Are you ok, Osc?” She asks, first thing she tells him after he explains he landed safely. 
“Yeah, I’m just tired.” He tells her, shrugging even when she can’t see. “I’m going to Mark’s house”
His mother hums. “Tell him to take good care of you.” 
“I will.”
“How’s the boss?” Mark asks, his eyes on the road. The city is busy, the sky is clear.
“Good, she says you have to take good care of me,” he tells him, giving him a cheeky grin. “Oh, she doesn’t need to say that twice” Mark lets out a bark of a laugh.  ”You are so in for it when we get home,” he says with a smile carrying the words across the space between the driver’s and passenger’s seat. His hand squeezes Oscar’s thigh, grip vice tight and a bit mean, a bit like power, a bit like love. Oscar blushes, casts his eyes away from the road, to the sun shining bright and then lets the world melt into nothingness as the house nears. 
Suburbia is often quiet, or at least quieter than the city, the big buildings and the mean noises of crowded streets. Suburbia sounds a bit like Troye Sivan’s Blue Neighbourhood, like old indie songs his sister used to listen to in the CD player their father gave her because she likes vintage stuff. 
Mark’s suburbia paradise has got tall fencing and a nice yard and Oscar watches through half open windows the leaves of the evergreen trees at the back of the property, the deep shadows they cast. Saxon runs upstairs when he turns back but Sammy stays still on the couch, curled up like a kitten. Mark’s dogs have always been a bit too hyperactive, but Sammy likes Oscar too much to run away when he’s near. He likes Sammy too. 
Oscar’s head is a bit weird, not physically really, but something inside feels like cotton, like his brain has been wrapped in silk or tulle, something soft and easy to get lost in. He drank chocolate milk and ate tim tams, recreated a childhood afternoon down to eating in front of the tv watching old tv shows. Mark had put in him the peace of quiet days with just a silly little routine. 
Now he’s staying put, quiet and nice, on his knees at the edge of the couch, hands on his thighs. It’s a bit cold to be wearing just underwear, but the big loose hoodie makes up for it, just a bit. It swallows his arms down to his fingers, the tips of them peeking under the hems, it’s cozy and soft, does nothing to take his mind away from the tender warmth crawling inside his mind.
But it’s good, the feeling of floating in a bubble in a safe and quiet space, only the faintest sound of music coming from another room, like being a child and falling asleep in a couch after a party, hearing your parents’ voices asking if they should carry you to your bedroom and let you stay here a bit longer. 
Mark walks into the room just as Oscar looks back at the wall, the pale blue wallpaper looks to be patterned with the faintest of light blue flowers. The place is warm, his legs are a bit numb, Mark’s fingers thread through his hair and Oscar looks up. 
“Be a good boy for daddy,” he says, holding a coffee on his other hand, watching him with a gentle smile on his lips. He looks beautiful, in a button up shirt and dress pants. He dressed up for him, Oscar knows it, knows that Mark knows he loves it when he goes the extra mile, makes him feel like nothing that happened outside this house matters, just them, their quiet afternoons and stick-together nights.
Tomorrow he’ll think about his mother and his sisters, about training and eating meals approved by his dietician. For now, he is Mark’s good boy and he nods and preens when Mark kisses his forehead, comes crawling when Mark beckons him closer, sitting on the couch with his legs parted, rests his cheek on Mark’s thigh and watches him change the channel on the tv and mess with Oscar’s hair for half an hour or two. 
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I LOVE your style as another colors and patterns lover do u have any shops you recommend besides like etsy and such
UMH so like. depends on pricepoint and what you’re looking for. in terms of rlly nice but really expensive stuff theres fashion brand company, big bud press, lucy and yak- but those are kind of exceptions in weirdo and colorful fashion since most brands don’t really have the audience to price that high, the decora and colorful fashion community is rlly small 😭 I also look a lot at pinup and modern fashion type places like modcloth and unique vintage, not so much for most of their stuff but they sometimes have collabs with things like care bears or strawberry shortcake, which works. but in general im a bit fan of kei collective, they’re a collective of USA based artists, mostly in the jfashion circle, and a good portion is colorful and cutesy. (one of their house brands, good fortune, has made some of my favorite peices in my closet.) After that, you’re really looking into individual artists or brands. Candytrap is run by great people and def the best for plus sizes, my only complaint is some of their fabrics are kinda cheap. Clammy Heart! has a lot of really nice stuff, Pretty Sour is like. really small but i’m really excited about their future releases. I really love Ocean in space, she mostly makes shirts but they are damn good shirts. Kirakirakarakasa is really reliable, i love their plush purses sm. I’ve never bought from egglien creations, but a cardigan from them is on my bucket list lol.
something you’ll notice is there are quite a few pastel focused brands but not many for neons and bright colors.. but you can kiiinda work with it. usually i just try and buy a few more pastel items to style with other peices and it works out ok. Thrifting and stuff is of course never out of the question, it’s just a matter of knowing that theres about a .0000001% chance you will be able to find a peice to base an outfit around at a goodwill, usually i just get plain color stuff if it’s vibrant enough and use it as an accent. Vintage or consignment stores can be good but as a fat person I don’t tend to have a whole lot of luck with those.
as always i reccomend you watch cybr.grl’s two part series on decora brands, it’s really helpful. I’m listing mostly USA based brands here but she has reccomendations for Canada, the UK, Australia and Japan as well.
Finding colorful fashion is easier than it’s ever been, but you are gonna have to be creative from time to time. I ended up finding out that brands focused on raves or clubbing actually has a lot of stuff that can work. Just be smart. Theres a lot of knockoffs on shein and stuff of some brands as well as some very low quality stuff out there (i still regret buying from in control although i still wear the stuff i have from them.) so it’s just a matter of trying to see where other people are buying from and realizing what you’re looking for and not looking for.
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Name/Nickname: King
Age: 35
Country: Australia
Some info about me: I always find it so hard to describe myself, I feel like there’s so many aspects to a person’s personality, so many different ‘sides’ of them. Alas, here goes: I’m a bit of a dork! I love reading, watching movies and tv shows, dabbling in writing here and there; I’m a MASSIVE introvert (INFJ, for those of you keeping score at home); and most deeply, I believe chivalry is NOT dead: I love being a gentleman, trying to be a gentleman, treating others with kindness, respect; I’m a bit of a softie, my heart is too big too handle sometimes. Ultra sensitive and one of those people that will hype you up and want to treat you like a princess/prince, simply because we’re friends - I have unconditional kindness and love for all you beautiful souls out there; I’m a home body, a lover of rain and the sounds it makes, and I don’t really have any real life friends. I love imagining I’m a knight or a prince, and writing as if I belong in another age. Apologies in advance for my ‘vintage’ / old school word choice and sentence structure. I’m a walking paradox, wanting both to share my heart with lots of people and wanting so many friends who I can build up and support, but also being so introverted that I want to just seclude myself in my room all day.
Interests: Collecting books, vinyls, blu-rays, video games, vhs’, all things unicorn; being so addicted / in love with Stardew Valley that I’m afraid to play it; finding the beauty all around me, in the small things, and being happy with the little I have, every single day, i.e. star gazing, walking around the park on a cold wintery day, walking with my toes in the sand on a summery afternoon.
Other random things I love are: Batman, red vines / twizzlers, Dr. Pepper, cheesecake, classic novels, historical fiction, mornings spent in my room listening to relaxing music and reading a book while it’s raining outside, basketball, chivalry
What I’m looking for: Friends, really. Any age, gender, location. Due to my introversion, I go through spells of being able to talk a lot, then having an ‘introvert hangover / introvert withdrawal’ where I disappear for a few days because I need to recharge my social batteries, so please, if you’re expecting to talk 24/7 then please know in advance: I can’t do that. I’m one of those people that WILL stick around, but i’ll be here in waves. I need friends who understand the struggle of being an introvert, and who won’t be offended when I don’t talk for a bit. I’d love to eventually send the occasional letter, postcard, but I don’t have the finances to send out 200 letters a year, haha. Ideally it would be an email correspondence, much like letter writing a few hundred years ago. Where I’ll have your letter sitting in my inbox, and when I have some time to relax after a busy day of work, I can go into my email and read your ‘electronic letter’ to me, and then sit in silence and peace, crafting my response. I would love to talk to someone who likes writing eloquently, (maybe we can even pretend we are Lords/ Ladies from neighbouring countries or towns, and talk about our lives in such a manner). If you do decide to wish to converse with me, please prepare for a lot of positivity and kindness.
How you can contact me: Send me an email to my email address, breatherofstardust @ gmail.com (without the spaces), and please include:
1) a little bit about you
2) why you want to write with me
3) and a photo / selfie, so I can see who I am speaking to :)
I won’t presume to assume that I’ll get loads of responses, but in the case that I do, I don’t think i’ll be able to take on too many correspondences - because those that I do take on, I want to give my full attentions to, you know? And having a job and regular life keeps one plenty busy :O And I understand also that not all correspondences work out, due to differing personalities, changing circumstances, or just simply not getting a long. And there’s nothing wrong with that! I don’t expect to get a long with everyone in the world :))
Either way, I look forward to hearing from you :) If anything (or lots) of what I have said has tickled your fancy, then here’s hoping you’ll appear in my inbox, in due time. Thank you for you reading!
With warmest regards,
Dom
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lghumphriessons · 11 months
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9ct Yellow Gold Vintage Onyx (13x9.50mm) Gents Signet Ring $1,295-
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themysciraprincess · 3 months
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Misc. Tag Game~ (thanks a lot for the tag, Emily @1waveshortofashipwreck!♡) started by @ronald-speirs
Favorite place in the world you’ve visited? - Well, I think my favorite has to be Australia. I was there for ANZAC day last year and the sights really took my breath away.
Something you’re proud of yourself for? - I'm quite proud of my determination and ability to be analytical. It's a really handy skill to have in my academics and in daily life. I just love analysis a lot, helps me feel more connected with the world as a whole.
Favorite books? - In no particular order, here are some books that have left an incredibly lasting impression on me:
The Things they Carried by Tim O'brien - (blurb taken from the internet) '[...] tells the story of the men of Alpha Company, a squad of soldiers in the Vietnam War. O'Brien cuts through the veil of romanticized war to show these men as heroic, flawed, loyal, afraid, and above all - human.' -> This book is nothing short of a masterpiece in my opinion.
The Goldfinch by Donna Tartt -(blurb taken from the internet) 'Aged thirteen, Theo Decker, son of a devoted mother and a reckless, largely absent father, survives an accident that otherwise tears his life apart. Alone and rudderless in New York, he is taken in by the family of a wealthy friend. He is tormented by an unbearable longing for his mother, and down the years clings to the thing that most reminds him of her: a small, strangely captivating painting that ultimately draws him into the criminal underworld. As he grows up, Theo learns to glide between the drawing rooms of the rich and the dusty antiques store where he works. He is alienated and in love - and his talisman, the painting, places him at the centre of a narrowing, ever more dangerous circle.' -> Has a forever special place in my heart :)
Behind the Secret Window by Nelly S. Toll - (blurb taken from the internet) The autobiographical account of an eight-year-old Jewish girl as she hides from the Nazis in a small bedroom in Lwo+a7w, Poland, in 1943 contains twenty-nine examples of her many paintings during that period. -> I picked this up randomly because I liked the illustration on the cover...made me really emotional as I finished it
Anna Karenina by Leo Tolstoy - (blurb taken from the internet) Anna Karenina is a novel of unparalleled richness and complexity, set against the backdrop of Russian high society. Tolstoy charts the course of the doomed love affair between Anna, a beautiful married woman, and Count Vronsky, a wealthy army officer who pursues Anna after becoming infatuated with her at a ball. -> About over a year ago I listened to the audiobook during my bouts of insomnia and found that I quite enjoyed it
Something that makes your heart happy when thinking about it? - My very niche interests and dreams hehehe. A lot of it is historical related, of course. I love historical and vintage architecture and fashion, etc. My dream since middle school was to be a historian.
Favorite thing about your culture? - Hmm...perhaps the values of being fair and hardworking!
When did you join the HBO War fandom? What was the first show you watched? - Pretty late last year, hahaha. My teacher did once show a clip of Band of Brothers in class once and it left quite an impression. Recently I started watching The Pacific. I've only had Eugene Sledge for five minutes but if anything happened to him I'll kill everyone in this room and then myself
Have you read any of Easy Company’s books? If so, which ones were your favorite? - I'm reading Ambrose's book at the moment. I intend to get my hands on a copy of each of the others, too...especially Speirs'. @ronsparky 's posts really interested me
Favorite HBO War character and your favorite moment with them? - Eugene Roe and Shifty Powers my beloveds :( My favorite moment is perhaps when Doc Roe receives the chocolate from Renée for the first time and he smiles..I think my heart melted then and there. As for Shifty, it was when he spoke to Winters in the last episode. Again, I'm weak for that boy :( ♡
Do you make content for any fandoms, if so; what sort of content? - I mostly make content for Band of Brothers but I intend to branch out now that I'm getting pretty into The Pacific...I post some stuff from comic books I like from time to time on my instagram (mostly art).
Favorite actor/actress and your favorite film of theirs? - I love Emma Stone and Audrey Hepburn!! I find them to be really witty and charming. They're quite my role models hehe (esp. Emma). I'd say for Emma Stone I'd prefer Easy A, and Roman Holiday for Audrey.
Favorite quote/s that you wish to share with others? - "Life shrinks and expands in proportion to one's courage" by Anais Nin is something I like to live by
Random fact your mutuals/followers don’t know about you? - I can't swim, guys
If you’re a writer, do you need a beta reader? - Most of the time I just write and then call it done. No beta, we die like men
Three things that make you smile? - 1. Sunlight 2. french windows 3. sunlight pouring in through french windows (all of which remind me of my younger years sighh) bonus: Christmas!
Any nicknames you like? - I like being called by my name usually but I particularly enjoy it when people call my by my last name, especially when followed by a 'Miss' . Something about it makes me want to chuckle in amusement
List some people you love to see around on tumblr! - All my moots and the entirety of the hbowar fandom, to be honest! Historical blogs, too! bonus: @pilferingapples @just-aloststar @myrthena @rknchan @foolsocracy @macau1ay are some personal favorites that I always enjoy seeing
What would you do during a zombie apocalypse? - I suppose it wouldn't hurt to try to survive which can be possible if you can be pragmatic and smart enough about it. I'd try to explore how far I can go, maybe try to enjoy a few lawless days or months, help out when I can.
Favorite movie? - Roman Holiday (1953). I watched it a long time ago, but it still has a special place in my heart. aaand Sleeping Beauty (1959).
Do you like horror movies? - I'm always a sucker for good horror movies
Again, thanks so much for the tag Emily! 🥰 No pressure tagging: @montied @roeinyourheart @vanellq77 @executethyself35 @star-trek-supernatural and anyone who'd like to give it a go
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floralcyanide · 2 years
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Whiskey Daydream (Part One)
Austin Butler x Fem!Reader
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>> so this has been in my drafts for nearly 2 weeks for some reason?? I finished it, and I'm going to make part two soon. I've been obsessed with this photo since the first time I laid eyes on it nearly a month ago and had to write something for it. so without further ado, he's some Austin smut for you guys (: happy Wednesday!
pairing: Austin Butler x Fem!Reader
warnings: smut, masturbation, oral f receiving, dirty talk, NSFW, minors DNI!
word count: 1824
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You aren't shy to admit that your boyfriend, Austin Butler, is a handsome man. Anyone with eyes can see he is attractive and has an alluring aura about him. But today? He is unstoppable in his photoshoot for Vogue Australia. The outfits, lighting, and backdrops work in his favor in every way possible. You're on the side away from view, watching as each hour passes and as each outfit gets more steamy. One outfit and backdrop in particular is really getting you going. You are so proud to call him yours, especially when he looks like that.
The photographer has Austin slouching in a vintage orange chair with his legs spread open, a glass of whiskey dangling from his fingertips. The black blazer he's wearing has nothing underneath, exposing enough skin to provoke one's imagination. And damn, was it provoking yours. Dogtags rest on his toned and slightly hairy chest. The water bottle in your hand is suddenly empty as your mouth dries up at the sight of your boyfriend in such a demeanor. He is commanding the room to have all eyes on him, and you aren't arguing with that.
Austin's eyes meet yours, a smolder etched on his face as the photographer begins to snap the money shots. A warm knot forms in your stomach as you gulp nervously, not breaking eye contact. He knows exactly what he's doing and enjoys every moment. The feeling of Austin's eyes on you is starting to become too much, and the room's temperature is steadily rising as your mouth gets even drier. You ponder grabbing another water but decide it wouldn't do much good. You're becoming uncomfortably warm and squirmy under your boyfriend's gaze. Austin's personality isn't domineering at all, so his behavior right now sends you into a silent frenzy. Of course, when the two of you are intimate, he's dominant, but today, there's a whole other side of him oozing from the lustrous gaze he's giving you from across the room.
Giving Austin a little goodbye wave, you begin walking to his dressing room to have some time to yourself. You needed to cool off and gather your thoughts. It wasn't bothering you that he was giving you such a look, but you're in public and don't know how to react. You sigh, sitting on the couch and pulling out your phone. After a few minutes of scrolling, you get bored and put it away. It isn't long before the memory of Austin with the whiskey in his hand comes flooding back, the familiar warm knot returning to your stomach. You let your imagination run away with you, closing your eyes as you picture him sitting in the orange chair. You begin imagining you two being the only people in the room and him beckoning you to him, motioning for you to sit on his spread legs. The look in his eye is still there, burning into you. Your hand finds its way to your neck, sliding down your chest slowly until it reaches your hip. You start to massage your thigh just as Austin would, and you pretend it's him doing it instead. Today was a good day to wear a dress, you decide. You needed to do something about the warmth in the room that just wouldn't go away; it had followed you into the dressing room.
Pulling up the hem of your dress, you gather it around your hips and continue running your fingers across your thigh's delicate skin. Slowly, you bring your fingertips to your clothed core, running your index finger up your dampening slit. The thought of Austin's relentless stare as he touches you makes you feel warmer. Sliding your underwear to the side, you begin circling your clit just as he would if he were the one touching you. You throw your head back against the back of the couch, relaxing under your touch. You try your best to stay quiet so no one can hear you. Suddenly, you remember the door isn't locked, but just as you do, Austin walks in. He's still wearing the outfit.
"Hey baby, is everything alri- oh."
You freeze in your current position, your face burning immediately upon realizing you couldn't cover yourself quick enough. 
You clear your throat, pulling your dress down, "I'm fine."
Austin is speechless for a moment before he begins walking toward you.
"I thought maybe I did something wrong to make you leave earlier, but I'm starting to think it was something right," he locks the door behind him without breaking eye contact and makes a beeline to you on the couch.
His eyes darken as they drag over your body, your chest still heaving slightly from the combination of playing with yourself and getting caught soon after. He carefully puts his hand on your thigh next to yours, the size difference making you shudder as he pushes your dress back up.
"Why did you stop, darlin'?" Austin says in a hushed voice, licking his lips as your eyes meet.
You struggle to find the words to respond with, not knowing if you should feel embarrassed or turned on right now.
"How about an easier question," he teases, "What got you so turned on? Hmm?"
You tuck hair behind your ear shyly, "The photoshoot. You look really good."
You don't know why, but the normally confident facade you have when the two of you are intimate has completely faltered. The feeling of Austin's eyes on you make you feel small and critical of every move you make and every word you say. 
Austin hums, running his warm hand along your thigh, dangerously close to your clothed heat. You suck in a harsh breath when he runs a finger over your slit, much like you had done earlier. Austin starts to circle your entrance, a smirk spreading across his lips as a wet spot grows on your underwear in response. You bite your lip, unable to look Austin in the eye, and he knows it. He takes his other hand and grips your jaw, moving your face towards his. Your eyes are still cast down.
"Scared to look at me?" he leans into you and brushes his lips against your ear, nibbling it softly. 
"No," you whimper. Austin pulls away from your ear and looks you directly in the eyes, his hand still on your jaw. Your breath hitches, and you feel the room getting ten times hotter than before. 
"Was that so hard, pretty girl?" he chides, running his thumb over your bottom lip before pulling your mouth open.
Long, slender fingers beckon the entrance of your mouth before you allow them to slide in. Your eyes remain on Austin's, his pupils blown wide from the feeling of your warm mouth on his skin. He pulls his fingers from your mouth and moves you onto his lap, nudging your legs apart. He hooks his fingers underneath the waistband of your underwear, pulling them down your thighs far enough to where you can pull them off yourself. Before you realize it, Austin starts toying with your clit with his fingers covered in your spit. You moan quietly, not wanting anyone nearby to hear you as your boyfriend plays with you with little mercy.
Using his other hand to cover your mouth, he begins tantalizingly running his fingers up and down your folds, collecting the slick. Austin uses the mixture of your spit and slick to better rub your pussy, causing you to moan loudly into his hand. The sound of the wetness echos in the room, causing you to become wetter, and Austin feels it.
"Fuck. Who's making you this wet, baby?" He slurs in your ear, pulling your hair back behind it so he has better access.
"You are," you whine, circling your hips against his hand for more friction. 
"Did this blazer I'm wearing get you going? Or was it the position I was sittin' in?" 
He knew what he was doing. He wanted you to picture the exact moment you were thinking of while trying to get yourself off earlier. 
Your hand flies up to your clothed breast, giving it a squeeze with a pitiful whine at the thought of Austin's legs spread open. How badly you wanted to sit between them and suck his soul out. You become impossibly wetter at the thought, and Austin decides he can't take it anymore- he needed to taste you. He pushes you off his lap and back onto the couch before kneeling on the floor. Austin flattens his tongue and licks a fat stripe up your slit, gathering your juices. The taste of you causes a moan to leave his beautiful lips, his eyelids heavy as he looks up at you. Seeing him looking blissed out almost makes you cum on the spot. Austin replaces your hand on your breast with his, sliding his fingers underneath your bra to play with your nipple. You bite your fist to hold in a scream when his tongue delves inside of you, lapping and thrusting rapidly. He's almost ravenous as his face is covered in your arousal. The feeling of his tongue, his stubble prickling your sensitive skin, and the hand he had gripping your thigh and breast was too much. You're starting to blubber incoherent words as your hand goes to his hair, your fingers curling into his blonde locks as you pull at them slightly. The feeling of his hair being pulled only pushes him to tongue fuck you harder, causing fire to spread in your belly as your orgasm gets closer.
"Austin," you warn, voice barely audible.
His blue eyes glance up at you unforgivingly as he continues his relentless assault with his mouth. Moving his hand from your thigh, he begins rubbing your clit with his thumb at a rapid pace. With each flick of his thumb, you're getting closer to the edge, the feeling of pure ecstasy getting more intense. With his fingers slightly twisting your nipple again, you come undone, covering your mouth as you cry and moan. Austin had you in a figurative chokehold that you never wanted out of. The fact he could turn you on by looking at you and make you unravel by touch is something of magic.
"Was that better than you could've imagined yourself, sweetheart?" Austin chuckles, wiping his face with the back of his hand.
You sigh with satisfaction and a smile on your face, "Yeah, it definitely was. You should wear that outfit more often."
"Noted," Austin winks, standing up and leaning over to kiss you with your taste still on his lips.
When you part, you look down and notice his growing bulge, "Need some help with that?" 
"Maybe," he says with a smirk, "But you'll have to take these pants off."
"Hmm," you hum, rubbing your chin in thought, "I guess it would be worth it to take off these sexy clothes, then."
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230622 Seoul Subway & Travels As Seen Through the Eyes of SUHO
Many cities around the world have their own metro systems, but the one in Seoul is exceptional. The subway system in Seoul is the most tourist-friendly means of transportation. The Seoul Metropolitan Subway system, which helps tourists save time and energy, will be explored in the company of SUHO, the leader of boy band favorite, EXO.
SUHO, known for his meticulous planning, has curated a special travel course called the SUHO Line for those exploring Seoul. The SUHO Line encompasses various popular destinations in Seoul that SUHO frequents or aspires to visit, all easily accessible via the subway system. Before revealing the SUHO Line, let’s learn more about his typical day in Seoul and what he loves to do in this city.
Q. Where have you traveled to lately?
A. I went to the States for work a few days last year. I was there for about five days after shooting a TV show. I also went to Australia to shoot Besties in Wonderland.
* SUHO gave a presentation at the Korean Studies conference at Stanford University.
Q. Before we get started, what’s your MBTI personality type?
A. I'm ENFJ. I'm extroverted, and I like meeting people. And I love planning (laughter). I like talking to strangers, too. I’m a typical ENFJ.
Q. What are your latest hobbies or interests?
A. I really got into wines about two years ago. I don’t drink wine to get drunk. I guess I'm more of an avid learner. I try to write tasting notes whenever I drink wine, and I like to find new wines that I have never tried before. I'm still learning a lot about wines and enjoy drinking at places with a great atmosphere.
Q. It seems you like to experience new things.
A. I love discovering and learning new things. That’s why I got into wine. Oh, the weather has warmed up now. So, I promised Kai I’d go on a bike ride at Hangang Park soon.
Q. Do you like being active?
A. Yes, I like to stay active. But I'm not really into vigorous sports. I like roaming around to experience things myself.
Q. If you’re into wine, do you sometimes drink alone?
A. I rarely drink by myself. Instead, I watch YouTube videos on wine. Sometimes, I find some wines that look interesting in some of the videos. Then, I try to find places where I can taste those wines. I don’t tend to drink alone, so I call my friends to come and drink with me.
Q. You’re particularly known for the "J" of your MBTI type. To what extent do you plan ahead?
A. I mostly use Instagram to communicate with my fans and post images to become my photo diary later. I pick a few places I’d like to visit whenever I travel. Then, I search hashtags related to those places and see so many pictures uploaded by others. I capture some images that I think have good composition, and I pick the outfit I will wear when I go there. That’s how much I plan ahead (laughter).
Q. Is there a favorite shop of yours?
A. I usually shop online, or I go to select shops in Cheongdam-dong. I want to try out some of the vintage shops as well. I want to visit the vintage shop, Opal, that Chan-hyuk visited on the show, I Live Alone. I’ll pay a visit one day.
Q. Which one do you prefer more, dining or street bar?
A. It depends on my mood, but I prefer street bars when I’m in Korea.
Q. Would you visit street bars when you’re traveling?
A. Definitely. But it isn’t easy to be in public when I’m in Korea.
Q. You will be in public with us though (laughter).
A. It’s certainly easier if I’m shooting.
Q. When was the last time you took the subway?
A. I ride buses sometimes, but the last time I took the subway was three or four years ago in Japan. In Korea, the winter of 2012 was the last time I took the subway.
Q. Is there a part of Seoul you visit often or particularly like?
A. I often go to Cheongdam-dong or Sinsa-dong. I’ve been going to Seongsu-dong a lot lately. Samcheong-dong is a place I’d go for exhibitions and cafes.
Q. What is your favorite food?
A. Burgers. Specially handcrafted burgers. A burger can actually be a healthy food. There are carbs, protein, and veggies. You can ask them to custom make your burger to be less salty and whatnot. I really like this place called Zesty Saloon in Seongsu-dong.
Q. Do you enjoy taking pictures?
A. I can guarantee I’ll take the best picture of someone in less than a minute. Some people take good pictures of you without you actually posing or noticing. And I'm certainly that person. I wish my friends would take good pictures of me when I'm sitting at a bus stop or something, but they don’t (laughter). I have to ask them to take pictures for me, and I pretend I don’t notice them. When I share the pictures I took with my friends, most of them get surprised because they like how they look.
Q. How about you taking pictures of other tourists this time?
A. That’s actually a good idea. I really do take good pictures. I took pictures of Jiyeon Lim when we were in Australia shooting Besties in Wonderland, and she loved them. She posted a lot of them on her social media. Everyone likes pictures where they look good in them (laughter). I can quickly fill anyone’s Instagram feed with my pictures.
Q. Are there any parts of Seoul you’d like to discover?
A. Oh! I was always curious about those people who ride skateboards at Hangang Park. It looks really interesting. I'm quite good at inline skating, but I’ve never tried skateboarding. I want to try those outdoor rock-climbing walls, too.
Q. So, the keywords of SUHO Line will be “pictures, Hangang, shopping, and must-eat places.”
A. I guess so. I can’t wait to find out (laughter).
Everyone has different tastes when traveling, but we all like encountering something new. Starting from June 22 until July 13, the Seoul Tourism Organization's official YouTube channel, VisitSeoul TV. will release a new episode every Thursday of the SUHO Line series that features a special travel course curated by SUHO, with the theme focused on unveiling hidden gems. Spot the undiscovered charms of Seoul through the SUHO Line series.
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We tramped through the empty house, which had the comforting smell of lace and vintage furniture, and burst through the front door, discarding my suitcase by the stairs.  The smell of ocean and rain, salt and palm fronds hit me full in the face, and I sensed a raging power close by, the kind of unbridled force that only the ocean could ever have.  He pulled on his navy blue sweatshirt and we sat on the porch step.  He buried his head in my nest of curly hair. “Okay, so tell me about everything,” I said.  “Well, see that blinking light over there?” “Mmhmm?” “That’s Balboa Pier.  We’re going to go there tomorrow.  We’ll go to Ruby’s, we can sit outside.” “What’s Ruby’s?” “Oh, it’s a diner.  Their ice cream and milkshakes are awesome.  All right, so there’s the road we were on earlier…” My mind began to wander and I looked up at the sky, where Cassiopeia’s W was lit up by something more supernatural than neon.  I was used to watching my own eastern seaboard constellations: office building windows lit up with people working late, taxicabs blurring by like yellow streaks in the orange night.  Out there on the western edge of our country, despite the natural light from the sky, I saw dark.  Dark roaring beaches where I would climb rocks in my black boots, the dark hulking shapes of piers where we would eat ice cream and milkshakes, the darkness out in the distance that stretched all the way to Australia, Japan, Indonesia.  Dark where we had been.  Dark where tomorrow we would drive willingly.  The light from the house was nothing but a fuzz, a yellow flicker behind me.  I thought again of his hand reaching out to take away that one hour, and for the second time that evening, I felt something like fear. 
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