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gremlins--motel · 1 year
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Draw the tits grem 🔪 (asking politely)
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hi :) you didn't specify whose or what kind. so here's what all the neighborhood moms see.
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amazing-amilia · 1 year
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Room clutter in studio ghibli films.
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eela · 1 year
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your home for the next year
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strathshepard · 3 months
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Nina Simone in France, 1988, by Michel Gangne
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fuckyeahgoodomens · 5 months
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From Maggie's insta! :) <3 (WHAT DID MICHAEL SAY?! :D)
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marvelsmostwanted · 4 months
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This is sad but unfortunately I think this is just going to be the norm for the next few years as streaming services die a slow death.
HBO Max should in theory be able to make money from a show that was at one point the top new series in the US. At the time, David Jenkins said "This is what happens when a major media company invests in inclusive mainstream stories" (agree!) but unfortunately that major media company, like all streaming services, has a terrible business model that can't support that investment.
This is an interesting article about how streaming services are losing money and scrambling to make it back by trying to convince people to buy cheaper, ad-supported options or bundling with other streaming services. Unfortunately for them, I think that's like... all of the options? At some point they're just going to continue to lose money. Making shows is expensive and very few consumers are willing to pay more when they could just cancel and use a cheaper service (or, you know. 🏴‍☠️)
This is also a good article that was written after Shadow and Bone was cancelled by Netflix about whether it could be saved:
"The problem is that while saving shows used to be plausible, at times, the cost of Shadow and Bone combined with the fact that streaming services are really, really starting to cut back on spending means that this would be an extremely tough sell. WB Discovery’s Max is being lambasted for killing finished projects for tax breaks to chip into its massive debt. Disney Plus has done the same thing and has said they will cut back on things like expensive Marvel shows. Amazon Prime is mired in expensive creator deals going nowhere and throwing insane amounts of money at projects they are realizing are not panning out. Paramount Plus losing $500 million a year. NBC’s Peacock is losing $650 million a quarter."
TLDR; Streaming services have reached such a dire point financially that they have to cancel some of their most popular content (Marvel shows on Disney+???? These have seemingly been very successful; it's wild to read that they're "cutting back") in the desperate hope that a new season of something that's cheaper to make will get more attention.
What I gathered from these articles is that steaming services are dying a slow death and sadly, a lot of good shows are going to go with them.
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creme-delacrem · 2 months
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The Princess of Wales in pastels🌸
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mr-craig · 2 months
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Me, watching the influx of posts and videos advocating for "returning" to collecting physical media due to the enshittification of streaming:
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violent138 · 1 month
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I feel like Alfred being such a prim and proper butler is honestly one of the key parts of Bruce Wayne's secret identity. Someone could come into Wayne Manor, smug and certain they know Bruce Wayne is Batman, but despite the urgency the even tempered but firm butler insists you wait in the drawing room, offers you tea, disapproves a little of bad manners until you're subtly cowed into politness. The house is injected with a nearly surreal sense of propriety and dignity that the butler carefully maintains and handles, even over the children. So even before you see the sort of composed disaster that is Bruce Wayne you decide that the guy you saw take a bite out of someone two days ago couldn't possibly be Bruce Wayne, even if the dental records match.
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gremlins--motel · 4 months
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Alfred gives the vibes of when he tops he wants to just feel his partner, like he wants to grab Ivan’s tits and his ass and his thighs. When he bottoms he wants a big fat cock, he wants it to hit everywhere in him. Alfred gives the vibes of wanting to be in control, and when he loses control it’s because he wants to. Also he definitely gets off on seeing his partner in pleasure.On the other hand when Ivan tops he gives the vibes of wanting to make his partner feel pleasure but also knowing his partner is there by hugging him. When he bottoms he just wants someone eager with a thick cock, it doesn’t have to be long, as long as the person can dick him down well
Alfred is definitely grabby, whether that’s with a partner or he’s having solo time (inspired by @picturesdarkpurple-69’s headcanons). He’s highly tactile, he’s also visual, he’s wanting to feel. And that’s regardless of if he’s on top or on bottom. However, I definitely think he’s a bit of a size queen; in general he just loves a pure challenge. I’d dare to say he can get a little bratty on the bottom, but he’s that much sweeter once broken in and begging from being told a simple ‘good boy’. Gets lost in the sauce a little, but he’s persistent and has the nuclear-powered stamina to hit when and where for however long his partner wants him.
Ivan will make a partner feel good, but it’ll be methodical. He will learn what makes his partner tick and he will use that to pull them apart yarn by yarn, like an unraveling scarf, to use some apt imagery. He has his process and his standards and he’s not going to reveal them unless that’s part of the play. I wouldn’t call him ruthless, unless that’s wanted, but he can certainly be calculated even in the horniest of times. But when he’s on bottom he definitely wants to be hugged or to hug, maybe not grab per se, but he’s not letting himself or his partner forget that they’re together. The big guy falls apart surprisingly quick when that requirement is met and it’s a sight to behold for sure.
I think they both get off on having some control though. Neither of them like to give it up, and if they do, it’s because they allowed it to be given. Because trying to make them give it up by force is extremely difficult, and if anything it makes an enemy out of whoever did. They do it to each other because they have the unspoken promise of knowing how to get the other back where it hurts (feels too good). One has been playing Grand Games since before the other was birthed from the dirt, the other soared his way to the top in a fraction of the time it’s taken others. You don’t maintain such images without knowing how to twist some arms and how to stay on top, so to speak.
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I’m more impressed Ryan had cell service in the Body Chute than I am with any other piece of evidence the Ghoul Boys gathered at Waverly
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testoster0ne · 4 months
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alessandro
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scavengedluxury · 2 months
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National Ambulance Service central rescue management, Budapest, 1987. From the Budapest Municipal Photography Company archive.
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fuckyeahgoodomens · 10 months
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FIRST OFFICIAL VICTORIAN AZIRAPHALE AND CROWLEY PHOTO!👀👀👀❤❤❤
also: 'Aziraphale is still running bookshop, but he's also Maggie's landlord. She thinks he's the best because he lets her stay on and doesn't really mind if she doesn't make too much money.'
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slutforsilverfoxes · 5 months
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Imagine…
Booking a suite in a luxury hotel for you (gn!reader) and Aaron to get some alone time together, but his flight home gets delayed due to the weather:
You’ve just settled down on the edge of the king-sized bed after popping the last chocolate-covered strawberry you ordered into your mouth, savoring the mix of the rich chocolate with the sharp bite of the fruit. Allowing yourself a small sigh of disappointment at the prospect of spending yet another night without your husband, you begin absentmindedly channel surfing in an attempt to pass the time when a knock at the door gets your attention.
You turn off the TV, then tie your complimentary robe tighter around your waist and pad down the short hall toward the door, spurred on by another knock and a deep voiced, “Room service.”
The baritone timbre is enough to send an excited thrill racing down your spine, and you throw open the door without bothering to check through the peephole. “You said your flight got delayed!”
“It did. I just neglected to tell you it was actually scheduled earlier than you thought.”
“Well,” you huff, tugging on your husband’s tie to pull him into the room before closing and locking the door behind him, “color me surprised, handsome.”
Aaron chuckles softly at your eagerness to get your hands on him and leans forward to press a kiss to your lips that quickly grows into something needier, hungrier. With his hands molded to your hips and his lips never leaving yours, he guides you back towards the inviting bed littered with rose petals.
You let out a desperate, “Aaron,” and he moans softly, one hand rising to cup your cheek while the other follows the curve of your body down to your ass for a playful squeeze. “Ugh, baby, wait,” you sigh, and your husband immediately pulls back, brows furrowed in concern.
“What is it, honey?”
Pointing over your shoulder with a frown you explain, “I had a whole thing planned with chocolate-covered strawberries, but then I didn’t think you were coming so I ate them.”
Your husband outright laughs at that which only serves to deepen your petulant frown, so he pecks your lips until he feels them turn upward in a smile again. Then, he pulls back with a dangerous gleam in his eyes and works his fingers into the knot holding your robe closed while murmuring, “Not what I had in mind for dessert, anyway.”
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