#Summer MMFF

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About Us But Not About Us (2023), a Summer MMFF review

"It’s a sinfully delicious dish that I would always think about, just like how Lance loves eating Mcdonald's apple pies." Read more of Roy Narra's review of #AboutUsButNotAboutUs here:

Two men dining in a restaurant in BGC and talking for 90 minutes sounds perfect for a stage play but not for the big screen. But in the inaugural Summer MMFF Best Picture About Us But Not About Us, director Jun Lana and his team made an intense, intriguing, and shocking film that explores power dynamics through the dialogue of only two characters. Gay literature professor Eric (Romnick Sarmenta)…

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Saan ba 'to pwedeng panuorin? Sa sobrang aligaga ko kasi sa trabaho, 'yung Here Comes The Groom lang ang napanuod ko, e.

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I’ll Always Come Back

Pairing: Joel Miller x f!Reader; no use of y/n

Summary: “The bed in the house you shared wasn’t all that large, but without Joel in it you felt completely dwarfed. It was like the mattress was swallowing you whole without Joel to anchor you to his broad shoulders and wide chest.”

Warnings: Smut (18+ MINORS DNI), dom/sub dynamics (dom!Joel x sub!Reader), fingering, oral (M & F receiving), p in v sex, praise kink, daddy kink. If I missed anything please let me know!

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Summer in Jackson was a mixed bag. On the one hand, the warm weather made it much more encouraging to tend to your day-to-day activities; you could clean up around the house, sing along to the radio Joel had fixed up while you rearranged the cabin you had been gifted. You could go out and mingle without the need to put on layers and layers of clothing. And the plants—God, the plants! Things were growing, summer meant fresh greens and tending to your little plot of garden.

On the other hand, summer in Jackson meant extended patrols; the warm weather encouraged raiders to branch out further, to attempt riskier and riskier maneuvers. You never felt scared, why should stuff like that scare you after everything you had been through with Joel and Ellie? But what did get to you was the fact that Joel’s patrols were getting longer as the warm June days arrived.

Ultimately, things weren’t much different. You and Ellie and Joel still had time together and time apart, but it drove you nearly insane when you had to get into bed without him, wake up without him. The bed in the house you shared wasn’t all that large, but without Joel in it you felt completely dwarfed. It was like the mattress was swallowing you whole without Joel to anchor you to his broad shoulders and wide chest.  

Today had consisted of next to nothing. Ellie had shouted at you while you were still half asleep, saying something along the lines of “Dina” and “movie night” and “back tomorrow, maybe!” You had offered a lazy “mmff” in response. And then you heard the door slam. You tried your best to spend the day doing something—anything—productive. Go for a walk, clean the kitchen, weed the garden. In the end, though, you had found yourself letting yet another day slip by completely wasted. Maybe not completely: You had found the copy of The Catcher in the Rye that you had picked up somewhere along your journey with Joel and Ellie.

You remembered how much you had loved the cover when you first read the book—you must’ve been 14 or 15, if even. The red carousel horse that looked so…messy and unhinged. That might’ve been what initially drew you to the book in the first place, not to judge a book by its cover or anything, but it just looked so promising. When you reread it, you found yourself comparing Holden Caulfield to one Joel Miller; the character’s intensity, his need to isolate himself in order to protect himself and everybody else, his crippling losses. It was all Joel. So maybe, in the back of your mind, you had really just started skimming through it today to remind yourself of the growth you had seen Joel go through in your time together. He was so closed off, so hesitant when you had first joined him and Ellie. Of course, the biggest difference between the real life and the literary was Joel’s ability to grow, to open up and remember how to feel; Holden never really got that sort of closure.

After hours and hours of reading and reminiscing, the sun had finally started to go down. You prepared yourself for another night alone in the house. You were happy Ellie had the ability to go out and spend her time with people she loved, but when Joel was out for so long, you couldn’t help but feel jealous. Jealous and lonely. But you were a big girl, and you could handle it. Even if you hated it. You changed out of your denim shorts and took off the tank top that was now fairly sweaty, opting to sleep naked. Might as well if nobody is going to see you, anyway. You curled up under the bedsheet, not bothering to sleep under the comforter, it was entirely too hot for that. You fell asleep far quicker than anticipated.

You woke with a start when you felt a hand wrap around your midriff, a voice in your ear drawling “g’night, darlin’.” Dazed, you turned yourself over to face the direction of the voice.

Joel was home.

Nothing could’ve snapped you out of your groggy state faster than the excitement of seeing him again after so long. Really, it hadn’t been long at all, but it was always such a relief having him back next to you. You clung to him, reacquainting yourself with his smell and the feel of him. Just as quickly, though, you pushed yourself up and off of him.

“You’re dirty.”

“Missed you too, sweetheart.” He pulled you back down to him, caging you in with his arms. “Don’t’cha like dirty, baby?” He laughed while you tried to wriggle yourself out of his hold.

“Like it when it’s how you’re acting, not when you’re literally caked in dirt.” You faked outrage, hitting his chest softly.

“C’mon, know you like seein’ me this way.”

And he was right, obviously. You loved seeing his hair pushed back with sweat, feeling his calloused hands against your bare back, tracing his collarbones and feeling the gravelly remnants of dirt.

“You had a good patrol, then?” You asked, finally letting yourself fall atop him, truly not caring about the dirt and sweat.

“It was alright. Uneventful. Fuckin’ hot out there, though.”

“Maybe it’s time to start wearing shorts, cowboy.”

“Yeah, that’s what everybody wants to see. My old man knees shinin’ out in the sun.”

You giggled. He traced his hands down your naked body, letting himself feel every dimple and curve.

“You got th’right idea. Nothin’ like comin’ in from the heat to see my baby stripped down for me. Should probably start doin’ the same whenever I can.” He squeezed your ass roughly, forcing a moan from your lips.

“C-can’t just walk around the commune naked, Joel. At least put some rips in your pants.”

“Mm, why walk around the commune in jeans when I could strip down with you at home, darlin’?” He delivered a smack to your ass, making you gasp. “Could just stay here all day ‘nd play with you. Make me sweat, keep me cool.” He quirked an eyebrow, tongue wetting his bottom lip before he brought your face to his with both his hands.

He tasted perfect, like the cigarettes he and Tommy swore they weren’t smoking, like whiskey, like mint, like black coffee. He licked at your bottom lip, encouraging you to open your mouth and let his tongue in. You felt him sweep the inside of your mouth, spit mingling and teeth clacking together as the kiss intensified. Without separating himself from you, Joel sat up, grabbing you by the hair and biting your bottom lip.

“Gonna be good f’me?” He still had you by the hair as he started to undo his belt. “Gonna show daddy what you missed so much while I was gone?”

“Wanna show you, please Joel.”

He pulled your hair tighter into his fist, and you let out a high pitched sound.

“You can do better than that, baby. Try again.”

“Please daddy, I wanna show you what I missed!”

“Atta girl.”

He pulled his belt from the loops on his jeans in one swift motion, undoing his button and fly just as fast. You could see the bulge that had grown in his jeans, and your mouth watered at the sight.

“You wanna be good?” Joel pulled your head back so that you were looking into his eyes. “You gotta work for what you want, baby. You know that.” He laughed when your hands flew to his crotch, shoving the denim down his hips and doing the same to the boxers he was wearing. You took his hard length in your hands; no matter how long you had been together, no matter how many times he let you have it, you were consistently amazed by how big he was. He was long, thick, heavy in your hands, and it just spurred you on further to show him how good you could be.

“Spit.” He still had a fist in your hair, and he held you above the tip of his cock. You did as you were told, letting your spit drip from his tip, down his shaft. He made you repeat the action once more before letting you move your hands.

“Good girl, jerkin’ daddy off so good.” He groaned when you dropped a hand to his balls, your other hand working his full length. His back arched slightly when you gave his balls a squeeze, moving your hand to focus on the head of his cock. He released you from his grip.

“Open your mouth, baby, give your daddy a show, huh?” You jumped at the chance, shuffling down his body and lowering your face between his hips. You kept one hand working up and down his shaft and took as much as you could in your mouth, flicking your tongue against his most sensitive spots.

“Fuck, good girl. Gonna make me cum if you keep going like that. Fuck!” You took his rambling as an opportunity to take as much of him as you could down your throat. Suddenly, his hand was back in your hair, pulling you off of him. A string of your saliva kept you connected to his cock, dripping from your puffy lips.

Joel brought your face back up to his, catching you in a heated kiss. You felt him bite your bottom lip, your own tongue tasting the inside of his mouth. He broke away for just long enough to flip you onto your back. He stood over you, pulling his jeans off completely and staring down at you hungrily.

“Y’out here sayin’ you don’t like dirty. You got such a mouth on you, baby, y’know it’s not good to go ‘round lyin’.” He pulled you towards him by your ankles, letting your legs fall over the edge of the bed before he kneeled in front of you and hiked them up on his shoulders. “See how I know you were lyin’?” He wasted no time showing you, pushing a thick finger into your cunt. “Drippin’ baby, fuckin’ soaked. S’all for daddy, isn’t it, sweetheart?” You moaned at the sudden intrusion. Just one of Joel’s fingers was enough to make you lose control completely. He twisted it inside you, pumping in and out slowly.

“Tell me it’s for daddy.”

“I—it’s all for, it’s all f—for daddy!” You gasped when you felt another one of his fingers exploring your slit, using your wet to force itself in beside his other finger.

“S’what I thought.” He curled his fingers, bringing his mouth down to your clit and sucking hard. You let out a scream of his name. He only sucked harder, letting the bundle of nerves go with a pop.

“Cum on my fingers, baby. C’mon now, give it to me.” You felt his fingers, still curled, start rubbing against the spongy spot inside of you. Your walls began to clench around his fingers, his mouth once again finding a pace on your clit. You came around his fingers with a jumbled mixture of gasps and screams, barely registering how he talked you through it.

“Good fuckin’ girl, that’s it. Yeah, show daddy what a good girl you are.” Joel placed another kiss on your clit, slowly slipping his fingers out of you. Though your mind was still foggy from the orgasm he had just given you, you whined at the sudden emptiness. When he stood above you again, you reached your arms up for him. He smiled down at you, bending over to kiss your forehead and then your lips.

“Don’t worry sweetheart, not done yet.” He straightened himself out a little, placing a knee on the bed next to you. You reached out to brush your fingers over his thigh. God, he was so muscular. You suppose, for all the walking he did, he should be, but still. Your legs were once again over his shoulders, now above you as he loomed over your naked figure. He took his cock in his hand, stroking himself as he lined himself up with your still dripping slit.

“Daddy’s gonna give you more baby, don’t worry.” You felt the tip of his cock nudge your clit before he lowered himself into your pussy. You both groaned at the contact; the squeeze of your cunt around his thick cock felt like heaven for each of you.

Once fully inside of you, Joel dropped the leg that had bed resting on the bed back to the ground, and pressed his body to yours, chest to chest. He pulled out till just his head was still resting in your pussy, before snapping his hips forward, shoving himself completely back into you, punching the air from your lungs.

“Missed this pussy,” he breathed out shakily, keeping a harsh pace, “missed feelin’ your tight fuckin’ cunt wrap around me like this.”

“Missed you so much, missed daddy’s cock—fuck!” He had your arms above your head now, wrapping his lips around one of your nipples and slowing his strokes slightly, continuing to fuck you deep. You rubbed your hips into his own, desperate for as much friction as you could get. He felt you bucking your hips, laughing at your desperation.

“Poor lil’ baby, such a needy fuckin’ pussy.”

“Dadd—y, need it!”

“Watch your mouth, darlin’, I’m givin’ it to you, ain’t I? Remember who you’re speakin’ to,” he sped up his thrusts, making your tits bounce while you lay back taking it. “Need some fuckin’ manners, baby.”

“I—fuck!—Please daddy, need to cu—m on your cock. Please!” You were begging, he had you exactly where he wanted you. Fucked out and messy, your hair sticking to your forehead and your slick dripping down his cock to your thighs. He loved when you got desperate. Fuck, he had missed you. He had been gone two, maybe three days, and all he could think about was coming home to you. One of his hands came down between your legs, fingers attaching to your clit. You arched your back, moaning, inviting him to touch you where you needed him most. He massaged your bud in tight, neat circles, his fingers moving faster than his thrusts.

He was fucking merciless.

“Can feel that pussy getting’ tighter on me. Y’gonna cum for me again, baby? Gonna cover daddy’s cock in your pretty fuckin’ juices?” His thrusts were beginning to speed up, and within a few more seconds of him fucking you senseless and talking you up (“Good girl, good girl gonna soak daddy’s big cock. That’s right, beautiful, make a fuckin’ mess on me.”) you were cumming hard around him. You grabbed at him, pulling him down onto you while he continued to push his cock deeper into you.

“That’s right, my fuckin’ girl. So good baby, tha’s it.” You scratched your nails down his back, legs shaking as you wrapped them around him. His thrusts became sloppy, nearing his high. You took it upon yourself to gain back a teeny bit of control.

“Cum, daddy, please. Want you to fill me up, want daddy’s cum.” He growled in your ear, fucking into you harder.

“Yeah? Want daddy to full this cunt with my fuckin’ load, baby?”

“Please, yes please,” you begged, still trembling from your own high.

“Gonna give it to you, sweetheart, gonna—shit, gonna fill you up so nice and deep—” He cut himself off with a deep thrust and a loud groan. You felt the warm spurts of his cum deep inside you, moaning at the sensation. He moaned, dropping himself down onto you. You stayed like that for as long as you could; his cock softening inside you, his full body weight pressing you into the springs of the old mattress, your breathing heavy. It was perfect.

“I missed you so much,” Joel panted out, still catching his breath. “M’sorry for comin’ home dirty. ‘Nd late.” He pushed himself up off of you, now mostly-soft cock sliding out of you, turning to lie on his back. You crawled up to him, lying on your side as he wrapped an arm around your shoulder. You could feel his cum and yours dripping down the curve of your thigh and onto the mattress.

“You know I don’t mind. I know you’re out there keeping us all safe. You’re good at it.” You kissed his jawline. “Plus, means I get to welcome you back like this.” He smiled, letting you continue trailing kisses wherever you could reach.

“Just hate leavin’ you.”

“I know you’ll always come back home to me.”

He looked down at you, still smiling. You’ll never get used to seeing Joel Miller smile, but you’ll always love how he looked doing it. He kissed your forehead, pushing the hair out of your face before taking your chin in his hand and leaning you up to kiss him.

“I’ll always come back.”

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Karen Davila Is Summer MMFF’s Best Supporting Actress!

MANILA, Philippines (The Adobo Chronicles, Manila Bureau) – Karen Davila reached the peak of her career when she won “Best Supporting Actress” in the Summer Metro Manila Film Festival for her role in the film, “Here Comes the Groom.” Fans celebrated her historic win, being the first transgender woman to bag Best Supporting Actress” in Philippine cinema. Congratulations, KaladKaren Davila!

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2023 Summer MMFF Awards: About Us But Not About Us, Here Comes the Groom, Love You Long Time

beauty pageant: Summer Metro Manila Film Festival edition: 1st date: April 11, 2023 venue: New Frontier Theater, Cubao, Quezon City, Metro Manila, Philippines head jury: Dolly de Leon films: 8 WINNERS PLACEMENTWINNERNOMINEESBest PictureAbout Us But Bot About UsLove You Long TimeHere Comes the GroomBest DirectorJun LanaAbout Us But Not About UsJP Habac (Love You Long Time)Chris Martinez…

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Surprise!

Genshin boys reacting to a surprise kiss from you!

Gn!Reader

Characters: Xiao, Childe, Thoma, Diluc, Kaeya, Aether, Venti.

Xiao:

Got extremely blushy.

Immediately pulled away and hid his face.

Maybe or maybe not, teleports away.

When he turns his head back his eyes are just wide.

Kinda like a scared cat.

"You mortals confuse me!" Or "You have no respect for the adepti!"

Xiao is so cute omg-I just wanna pinch his cheeks! 😭

Childe:

Turns into an actual child.

He gets super giddy...like a child who was given candy for the first time-

Immediately pulls you back in for another kiss.

He ends up getting too excited and accidentally knocks you both over-

Loud laughing "You never fail to amuse me!"

I hate Childe with a burning passion.😊 Childe=Child

Thoma:

Honestly, he's just a human golden retriever.

Face is red as soon as your lips touch.

When you pull away he's just nervous laughing because he wasn't expecting it. Duh-

I'm 99.9% sure that if he had a tail it'd be wagging like crazy right now-

"Hehe, did you really wanna kiss me that badly?"

Thoma literally reminds me of a dog, lol

Diluc:

Depending on where you are, and if there's candles around, you can see the flames grow bigger and wave around. (inspired)

Face turns the exact same shade as his hair.

Whips his head around super fast and coughs into his fist, and you can see the tiniest bit of smoke escape his mouth. (also inspired)

"I know you love me, but sometimes I wonder if you're trying to give me a heart attack."

Diluc honestly reminds me of a dragon, ngl-

Kaeya:

He instead makes YOU blush when HE deepens the kiss!

Did you really think you could make him blush that easily?

When he pulls away and notices your blush he just chuckles and pats your head.

Ends up making your blush even WORSE by calling you cute and pretty/handsome/beautiful, or even all three! While peppering your face in kisses.

"You'll have to try harder than that to make me blush, sweetheart." And boy do you try.

KAEYA YOU TEASE- I think I blacked out on Kaeya's part-

Aether:

Another cute, blushy boy!

He let's it happen of course, but as soon as you pull away he just covers his mouth while looking at you wide-eyed. And also shaky-eyed-

For some reason he's apologizing??? And he won't stop until you shut him up with another surprise kiss!

"I'm really sorry! I should've-! Mmff!"

Aether, my poor, sweet, summer child-

Venti:

He might've been caught off gaurd for a second, but then soon enough he's deepening the kiss and won't let you go!

Everytime you try to pull away for air he kisses you before you can even get a breath in!

I think he's trying to kill you-😨

He only stops once you start tapping his shoulder, letting him know you need air.

When he pulls away you're left GASPING, trying to catch your breath!

"Ehe~! Sorry about that, Windblume!"

Venti's definitely trying to kill you-

A/n: Believe it or not, but I actually suck at writing!! Lol, okay- On another note I kinda wanna make a fic about reader trying to make Kaeya blush- So if you're interested in that, please let me know!☺

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She Sets the City on Fire - Just How You Are

She Sets the City on Fire: A Bruce Banner Fanfic

MASTERLIST PREVIOUS //

Buy me a ☕ Rating:  E

Warning:  Age Gap,  smut (MMFF, tribbing, vaginal sex)

Word Count:  2519

Pairing:  Bruce Banner x OFC (Summer), Pepper Potts x Tony Stark, (Bruce Banner x Pepper Potts x Tony Stark x OFC)

Summary:  Bruce is drawn to Summer.  She’s everything he wished he could be.  Carefree, exciting, and she knows exactly who she is.  There are so many reasons a relationship with her wouldn’t work.  So why can’t he stop thinking about her?

A/N: On the first chapter.

13. Just How You Are

Bruce was completely absorbed in his work.  Science had always been this one constant in his life.  It was the thing he understood when he didn’t understand anything else.  These days he was feeling much more comfortable in his skin in general, but he still loved the work.  There was a beauty to it that he was now able to appreciate on a whole new level.

He was so absorbed in the work he didn’t realize that Tony had been sitting on the opposite side of the bench just watching him for the past ten minutes.  When he did look up he startled so badly he nearly fell off his stool.

“Tony,” he said, putting his hand on his heart which was beating so hard he could feel it against his palm.  “Did you want the Hulk?  Because that’s how you get the Hulk.”

“Oh, Brucie bear, you know ol’ Jolly Green likes me,” Tony said, laughing.  “Damn you were in deep though.  Got a breakthrough?”

“I’m close, Tony,” Bruce said, turning his screen to face the only person he knew that could keep up with the work he did.

Tony took off his sunglasses and looked over the data.  He moved it around a little and tapped on a few things.  “Shit, Bruce,” Tony said.  “I’m gonna go over this later.  This… yeah, this is it isn’t it?”

“Not now?”  Bruce asked.

“No, I gotta go meet Pep,” Tony said.  “We have reservations at seven.”

Bruce looked at his watch.  The digital display showed 6.38 and he blinked at it.  He hadn’t realized it had gotten so late.  “Oh,” he said softly.  The sound escaping his lips without him even meaning to make it.

“I just had… well a proposition for you,” Tony said.  “Or a hopeful request maybe.  I don’t know.  It’s been a while since I’ve had to do this and I never expected to approach you about it.  Now I’m not even sure what to say.”

Tony’s confused babbling made Bruce smile softly.  It was rare to see him faltering so much.  At least in that way.  Bruce knew Tony was full of self-doubt but it never manifested like that when they were around each other.  “What is it, Tony?”

“You and Summer,” Tony said, putting his glasses back on and running his hands through his hair.  Bruce recognized that behavior.  Tony was putting his armor on, ready to be hurt or rejected.  Bruce took his own glasses off and tucked them in his pocket, tilting his head to the side and looking his friend over.  “You’re open right?”

“Yes,” Bruce answered.  He wondered where this was going.  He wasn’t expecting a ‘can I sleep with your girlfriend’ request.  Even if Tony was single, Bruce was pretty sure Tony wasn’t that guy.  Now he was happily married and lately, he and Pepper had been talking kids, so Bruce seriously doubted Tony was going to ask for permission to cheat on his wife with Bruce’s girlfriend.  “I mean, she sleeps with other people.  You know me though.  I need -” he tapped his hand on his heart, hoping that conveyed his need to not freak out when someone got near him in case the Hulk came out.

“Right.  Yeah, right,” Tony said and tapped his fingers on the workbench.  “There’s a rumor going around.”  Tony paused and ran huffed looking up into Bruce’s eyes.  “Is it true that you and Summer had a threesome with Clint?”

Bruce choked on air and Tony moved around and thumped him on the back.

“Does that mean it’s not true or it is true?”  Tony asked.

Bruce swallowed and rubbed the back of his neck.  “It’s - uh - you see, Summer… she really wanted … and Clint… We found Clint in this hallway…”

“Oh my god.  Brucie bear.  It is true!”  Tony teased.  “You dirty dog.”

“She… we… when I’m with her…”  Bruce stammered trying to find the words to say that he’d changed but that it was still him.  That the things he’d done were private but that he wasn’t ashamed of them either.  That Summer hadn’t talked him into anything he didn’t want to do.  She’d made him feel safe enough to do the things he never knew he wanted to do.

“Hey, it’s okay,” Tony reassured him.  “I just needed to know if it was true before I asked my thing.”

Bruce furrowed his brow as he looked at his friend.  “What’s your thing?”

“Is it true you fucked Clint?”  Tony asked.

“Yes,” Bruce said, feeling the flush creep up the back of his neck.  “What was your thing?”

Tony laughed softly and shook his head, clapping Bruce on the shoulder.  “I can’t believe it, Bruce.  She’s been like … magic for you.”

“I feel safe with her,” Bruce said with a small shrug.  “I think because we’re open it took the pressure off.  And it’s always been this pressure to be a certain way that set him off.  You know my dad…”

“Yeah, I know,” Tony said, giving Bruce’s shoulder a squeeze.

“What was your thing?”  Bruce asked again.

Tony leaned against the bench and looked Bruce up and down.  “You and Summer wouldn't be interested in doing something like that with Pepper and I would you?”

Bruce blinked at him.  “Sorry, what?”

“Pepper and I.  I don't know if I'm rubbing off on her or she just thinks I must miss my old ways or what, but she said if I found a couple who might like to swing, she'd be into it,” Tony explained.  “I mean, it's never been hard for me to find people to sleep with, but then I heard the rumor-” he shrugged “- I thought it might be fun.”

Bruce considered the offer.  He had enjoyed the two threesomes he’d been in so far And he was definitely up for having more.  He also did feel safe with Tony. More so than just about any other person, save Summer and maybe Thor and Brunnhilde.  Not to mention Tony and Pepper were objectively attractive people.  “I’ll have to talk to Summer.”

“Of course,” Tony said, a bright smile crossing his face.  “I wouldn't have expected otherwise.”  He looked at his watch and then back at Bruce.  “I better go.  I’m gonna be late as it is.  Talk to Summer and let me know.  Either way is fine, but it could be fun.”

“Yeah, I’ll ask her.”

Tony paused at the door and looked back at Bruce.  “Can't believe you guys fucked Barton before coming to me.”

“We found him jerking off at that gala,” Bruce said, blushing at the memory.  “Summer asked me if I'd like to watch her finish him off and then take him home with us.”

Tony laughed loudly and turned, heading out the door.  “Dirty fucking bird,” he called back as he disappeared down the hall.

“Really?!” Summer squealed and launched herself at Bruce, wrapping her arms around his neck and peppering his face with kisses.  “They really want to do that with us?  And you want it too?”

Bruce laughed softly and wrapped his arms around her, pulling her into his lap.  “They do really want to do that with us.  And I thought about it, and when I did, I started to get an erection.  So yes.  If you want to, we can.”

“If I want to?”  Summer teased.  “I've had wet dreams about that.”

Bruce laughed and hugged her close.  “I’ll let him know.”

Summer nuzzled into Bruce’s neck.  “I love you so much, you know?”

“Mm…” Bruce hummed.  “I know.  I love you too.”

“You really do,” she whispered.  “Just how I am.”

“That’s right,” Bruce agreed.  “Just how you are.”

Summer was practically buzzing as they rode the elevator up to the penthouse.  She was wearing a light boho style dress in sky blue  It only just reached her knees and had a back so low cut that if he tugged down on it even a little he’d be able to see her thong.  Thanks to the cut of the dress, he was also very aware she wasn’t wearing a bra.  Summer was one piece of string away from being almost completely naked and that’s how she planned it.

The doors opened up into the entry of the penthouse and Bruce could see Pepper and Tony sitting on the couch together.  They both got up as he and Summer entered and Tony came right over.  He was wearing his usual, suit jacket over a printed t-shirt.  Pepper, however, was wearing extremely short denim shorts and a white shirt she had tied around her middle.  It was a little see-through and Bruce could see her nipples through it.

“Hey!”  Tony said coming over and kissing Summer’s cheek.  “Can I get either of you a drink?”

“No, thank you,” Summer said, hooking her fingers into Tony’s belt loop.  “Did you want to drink?”

Tony looked back at Pepper who gave him a small nod.  He turned back to Summer with a smirk and leaned into her.  “No, I absolutely do not,” he said, leaning in and kissing her hungrily.

She smiled into the kiss and her hands went to his hair.  Bruce couldn’t help but love that expression.   Summer always let herself feel things completely, something he was only just learning to do.

“Hi, Bruce,” Pepper said coming down the stairs.  “Shall we go to the bedroom?”

Bruce smiled and gave a small nod and Pepper came over and took his hand.  Beside him, Tony lifted you Summer up off her feet and she squealed with delight as she wrapped her legs around his waist.  He carried her to the bedroom, the two of them staying locked together right up until he dropped her on the bed.

Summer untied the tie on her halter and the top of her dress.  The fabric slipped down, exposing her breasts.  Pepper sat down beside her and Summer turned to her, and they kissed deeply.  They were quite similar looking really.  Summer’s hair was a deeper red, and she was about half a foot shorter than Pepper, but they were both slender and pale and had the same rare genetic trait of red hair and blue eyes.

Tony leaned down and pulled one of Summer’s nipples into his mouth as he reached over and flicked the button’s open on Pepper’s shirt with the ease of an expert.

Bruce’s cock stirred in his pants as he watched the trio explore each other.  As the blood rushed downward he unfastened his shirt.  Pepper broke the kiss with Summer and looked up at Bruce.  “Are you just going to watch?”  She asked, holding her hand out to him.

“Just… give me a minute,” Bruce said.

Pepper nodded and turned her attention back to Summer.  The three of them gradually moved into the middle of the bed, shedding what was left of their clothing as they went.  The whole time Pepper and Tony focused all their attention on Summer like she was a new toy they were getting to play with.  Summer was thriving in it.  The smile had not left her face once and she was making pleased humming sounds dotted with little squeaks.

Bruce shucked off his pants and moved up onto the bed.  As he did, Pepper broke away from Summer and made room for Bruce.  She guided him onto his back and straddled him.  He felt his pulse start to quicken as she looked down into his eyes and ground down on him.  He made a strangled groan and even as Summer kissed Tony she reached over and tangled her hand in Bruce’s hair, tethering herself to him and him to her.

Bruce pulled Pepper down into a heated kiss.  Beside him, Tony was kissing Summer all over.  He’d move from her mouth to her breast to her cunt and then back again like he was trying to taste every part of her skin.  Bruce’s cock strained up against Pepper as he rocked down on it.

Almost like it was a choreographed move, Tony and Bruce rolled away to get protection and Pepper and Summer rolled in toward each other.  They tangled their legs together and began to grind their pussies together as they kissed passionately.  Bruce and Tony sheathed themselves and moved back behind Pepper and Summer, grinding against their asses and kissing their necks.  Tony reached over and stroked his fingers down Bruce’s neck.  Bruce looked into the other man’s brown eyes and leaned toward him.  Tony bridged the distance and they kissed.

It was brief but passionate, but before Bruce even had a chance to decide if he’d liked it or not, Pepper was pushing him back on his back.  She straddled him again and lowered herself onto his cock, seating herself over his lap.  Beside him, Tony had moved back between Summer’s legs.  He pushed her knees back and entered her with a hard thrust.

The room filled with the sounds of their gasps and moans as Pepper and Tony began to ride Bruce and Summer.  Bruce ran his hands over Pepper, cupping her breasts and running his thumbs over her nipples.  He’d pinch them and each time he did her cunt would clench tightly around his shaft.  He groaned and turned his head.  Summer was looking at him and she smiled softly at him.

“I love you,” he whispered.

“Mmmm… that’s good,” she replied and leaned in and kissed him deeply.

Everything felt soft and yet intense.  A hot pit began to press down low down in his groin and he bucked up hard into Pepper, their bodies slapping together.  Beside him, Tony was pounding into Summer as he leaned over and sucked on her breasts.  Bruce began to rub Pepper’s clit and Pepper, in turn, reached over and rubbed Summer’s.

Summer broke the kiss arched up hard and came, crying out incoherently.  Bruce moved his fingers faster and Tony seemed to double down, fucking into Summer wildly.  With a hard jerk, he came into Summer and almost simultaneously Pepper threw her head back and moaned, her cunt clenching around Bruce's cock as she came too.

Pepper’s orgasm milked Bruce’s cock, dragging him over with her and he released inside of her with a moan.

For a moment all four of them stilled, breathing heavily and as Pepper climbed off Bruce and Tony slipped from within Summer.  Summer and Pepper automatically turned toward each other and began to kiss and grind on each other.

Bruce took off the condom and tossed it away.  On the other side of the bed Tony was doing the same, those his eyes were locked on Summer and Pepper.

“Fuck, they're gorgeous aren’t they?” Tony said.  Summer had begun to kiss her way down Pepper’s stomach and Pepper was arching her back and writhing under her.

“Mm…” Bruce hummed.  “Beautiful.”

Tony got up and stretched.  “I think you and I should rehydrate.  Sooner we can get back in on that the better.”

Bruce nodded and got up too.  There was nothing in that logic he could fault at all.

// NEXT

[rizinreallife]

Riz As A Production Assistant

Being a Freelance Production Assistant for 2 years with different kinds of projects was absolutely a challenging and amazing experience for me. I plainly started like a white canvas without much knowledge that being a production assistant was a really tough and a major job for a production work. What I meant by “Major Job”, you’ll definitely work all around from coordinating everything that is needed for the production from start to finish. You should be physically and mentally ready. I made a lot of mistakes during those times but I accepted those failures as my lessons. I learned so many things from the projects that I’ve handled and it helped me grow from the person that I am right now. I learned how to play with my creativity, how to be a team player, more resourceful and mostly I learned to be more versatile.

Now, I considered production work as my playground where I get to play with a bunch of talented people that contributes good impact to our industry and also to me because they inspire me to become the person that I want to be.

Here are some of my works as a Production Assistant:

TV SHOWS & SERIES

PWESTO

TMC

SPECIAL EVENTS

MMFF VTR 2018 & 2019

MMFF PARADE OF STARS 2018 & 2019

SUMMER MMFF VTR 2020

TMC CONCERT VTR

UTOL (TV SERIES)

MUSIC VIDEOS

IKAW NA - PPOP GEN

BALEWALA ACCOUSTIC - BRISOM

SIGE NA PLEASE - YASSI PRESSMAN

MAGING SINO KA MAN - KIM MOLINA

BUKAS MO NA SABIHIN - YASSI PRESSMAN

TAG-ULAN - JANINE TEÑOSO

TAG-ULAN - BELA PADILLA & XIA VIGOR

HALIKA NA - BILLY CRAWFORD

SUMAYAW SA INDAK - NADINE LUSTRE & SAM CONCEPCION

https://youtu.be/YCaXmfaUkFs

[queenburd]

you are good and you make me better

okay. few things.

1) i had a shitty terrible day at work and I needed to get it out of my system

2) i’m warming myself up for fic writing for summer again

two birds one stone. this is very raw with very little major changes from the first draft.

This fic includes discussions of misgendering and brief casual nudity with no descriptions. Queenie uses they pronouns this entire fic. It is important to note that they still use she pronouns and I’ll still use she/her for Queenie but Queenie is NB and it matters on a day to day basis for them.

anyway. housemates.

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you are good and you make me better

Kass gets the text around six in the evening, as he is at the corner store purchasing a pack of cigarettes along with a couple candy bars. He flicks his phone open, squints at the screen, and then shoves it back into his pocket. Almost as an afterthought, Kass tosses a snickers bar onto the pile, then another. His phone buzzes in his pocket again, but he ignores it.

The house is dark when he gets back, though through the kitchen window and over the fence he can see the glint of a pair of perfect circles, under the silhouette of a black lightning bolt. The lightning bolt gives a little bob, and a bright screen waves at him. He flips it off absentmindedly as he pops open the window to get the summer air in.

“Why won't you answer my messages,” Dib hisses. “It's urgent!!”

“They can't hear you, mothboy. What am I supposed to say anyhow? Gee, thanks for the heads up? I don't actually need constant updates on the situation, thank-you-very-much.”

Kass is.... not very good at grateful, he'll own up to that much. Still, he sighs. “Go inside, I'll take care of it.”

“You better. It's never good when she gets this mad.”

“They.”

“Right. They. Sorry.”

“You'll get it.”

The lightning bolt pops back under the fence, out of sight. Kass rolls his eyes and climbs the stairs. The light is on in May's room, but their door is closed. He knocks twice, then enters.

“Bird, you scared the neighbors. I'm all for that.”

“ffmk mmff mm dm.”

“Yes, well, I don't speak pillow talk, as much as you wish I did.”

The lump on the bed cover turns its head towards him with thin eyes. “Fuck off and die.”

He can't help himself. He snorts. The little thing that looks back at him looks like hell—their hair, cut close to their scalp, is mussed on top, an effect of fingers being run through it, pulling at it. They are still in their work clothes, which means they're still in their binder.

May's eyes look bad. Not red, not like crying, but strained like the brow has been furrowed all day.

Kass approaches with more care than most people would know to recognize. Despite the miasma of rage they are radiating, he's undaunted, sitting on the edge of their bed frame, not touching them. He sets one of the snickers bars on the mattress, and slides it next to their head.

“You're not you when you're hungry.”

“Fuck off and die!!!” They snap again. He very nearly winces, grimacing a bit.

“Your vocabulary certainly is limited tonight.”

Credit where credit's due—Dib has every right to be worried. It's rare that May gets this angry, this sick of the human race. It can't be easy, working a job where you see the worst in people most of the time, because they consider you less than human. He doesn't envy them in the slightest.

Quietly, Kass pulls the corner store receipt out of his pocket and offers it to them. He watches as they begin to meticulously shred it, watches the tension in their knuckles and the disjointedness of their movements.

“Did you drink anything yet?”

They seem to prefer to ignore him. That's a no.

Slowly, Kass lowers himself into a crouch beside the bed. He watches their face, trying to meet their eyes. They look something terrible. As if not to startle a small creature (and isn't that what they are?) his hand raises, and he sets it on theirs. They try to pull back, halfheartedly.

“Eat something.”

Their jaw tenses up. He stands and leaves the room, but it's not long until he returns with a tall glass of water. They haven't sat up in that time, but they are nibbling on the snickers bar quietly, curled in tight on themself.

“Up,” he says, and with strained motions they sit up, taking the glass from him and downing half the contents loudly. When they hand it back, he sets it on the desk and kneels in front of them to begin unbuttoning their shirt. They don't argue it, letting him push the stiff fabric back off their shoulders. There's a stiffness to them, like they've forgotten how to relax their shoulders and spine. He pushes the calloused pads of his fingers into the curve where their neck meets their scalp. They close their eyes.

“Helping?” he asks simply. They shrug, and raise their arms obediently as he grabs the hem of their binder and pulls it up over their head. Partial nudity means little to them these days, especially considering the weird fluid nature of their relationship. He slides their pajama top over their head and they slowly do the rest.

-

May is a complicated person. They love humans. They believe in the potential of humans so strongly. They think humans aren't inherently bad, they've just been trained to look out only for themself.

And then, they just, crack. Sometimes all that hope leaves them, and they don't seem like May anymore. They seem more like--

well. More like Kass.

He doesn't want them to be like him. He doesn't want them to think like him, to think humans are a poison and worthless. So when their eyes go all steely and they seem more less like a person and more like a deity, Kass worries.

Hell, there was one incident where May looked straight at him and told him, maybe he was right. Maybe humans weren't worth saving. He couldn't describe how shaken he was at that. It had reverberated through his core, made him realize that he couldn't just mouth off as he liked. For once in Kass's pathetic, angry life, people were actually listening to the words coming out of his mouth.

That situation had ended in tears on their part, which isn't surprising. Most things make May cry, they're a tender thing.

He's a bit more careful now. He's careful with his words, and he watches them more closely for the signs. He's become proficient enough at it, enough that when Dib sees May's breakdowns across the street he's quick to alert Kass, to make Kass fix it.

Kass has never been particularly good at fixing things, but he knows May. So he knows what to do.

-

Their fingers are knotted in his shirt tightly, their face pressed into his collarbone. He pets their curls absentmindedly.

“I'm not a girl,” they nearly whimper, their lips twisted against his sternum in a grimace. “I'm not, I'm not, what the fuck am I doing wrong.”

It's best to just let them ride it out. Kass puffs out a breath over their head.

“Fuck, they don't pay me enough for me to bother being nice, why are humans so fucking entitled. You and your ugly baby can go burn in hell.”

“Do you want another candy bar?”

“Mmmgh. Yeah.”

He stays there for a while longer, while the tension in their body drains out of them. It's slow, because it's hard to take their mind off the subject, but they like it when he talks, so he talks. He talks about Dib's overt panic over nothing at all, he talks about a shitty meme he saw, he pulls out his phone and shows them dumb cat videos.

When did he get so dedicated to this? He doesn't know. He's not so sure why it matters to him. Maybe it's a stability thing; May seems usually so sure of their beliefs. Their casual optimism and ability to shrug things off is so much a norm that anything else feels like the world is skewed.

“Tired,” May finally mumbles. “Head hurts.”

Kass stretches, finally putting a small gap between them. “C'mon, crybaby,” he says pleasantly. “Let's get you some tea.”

“Okay.”

They trail after him like a lost puppy, down the stairs into the kitchen. When they sit, they pull their knees up onto the seat. He starts the kettle, and pops open the fridge to pluck out a cookie. May had made them a few days earlier, and sweets always help these moods. He hands it to them. May stares at the cookie with a distant look, before finally glancing up at him.

“Candy bars and cookies aren't food.”

Even as they speak, the cookie is halfway to their mouth for them to nibble at. Kass says nothing, preferring to lean back against the counter edge and smirk at them.

Moments like this, it really seems that May is perpetually frozen in a state of childhood. Not for naivety or immaturity, but for moments where they are curled up on themself, looking up at Kass with bright wide eyes over their knees, wearing clothing much too big for them. He's reminded that May stopped aging at nineteen, and, yes, there are features that aren't confined to being a child. They are small, so incredibly small, but compact, with broad shoulders and hips. Those aren't childlike.

They seem trapped in this strange in-between, like how they seem trapped between a human being and an ethereal “other”. Just real enough to be human, but far more idealized, like a sculpture.

Gay. The teapot whistles. He preps them a mug, and sets it in front of them. May leans over the mug, looking worn to the bone. Kass ruffles their hair.

“Thank you,” they mumble into the rim of the mug, tilting their head into his hand. “I love you.”

He doesn't say it back. It is not a natural thing for him to say, or even really understand. Instead, Kass scratches the parts of their scalp that he knows they like, and it's as close as he can get.

This—all of this—is as close as he can get to saying it. And that's okay. They understand.

They understand how he feels, and that's all that matters. It doesn't matter what anyone else thinks, or sees. It doesn't matter if he's never learned the language for this, it doesn't matter that he doesn't even know how to analyze his own feelings. This is all that matters:

That they are there for him, and he is there for them, and that will never change.

[renais-sands]

Only you / Ikaw

Dee (Janine Gutierrez) is a Manila-based real-estate broker who returned to her hometown of Bulusan, Sorsogon in time for the 80th birthday of her grandmother, Lola Dulce (Pilita Corrales). She then gets reacquainted with her former schoolmate Edong (Pepe Herrera), a simple coconut farmer who happens to admire her but his insecurities get the best of him whenever he interacts with Dee-leaving an unpleasant first impression. As they spend more time together, Dee changes her perception of him as she realizes his compassionate personality and later on falls in love with him too. -credits to IMDb

Nagustuhan ko lang talaga yung cinematography sa food and place. Parang nahikayat ako pumunta ng Bicol hahahahaha sino pwedeeee pero ayun. Sa ikot ng kwento, makatotohanan sa umpisa. Pero umaalma na ako nung padulo na e. Wala silang chemistry HAHAHAHA feeling ko napipilitan lang si Janine habang pinapanuod ko yung bed scene tyaka mga dates nila hahahahahahaha parang sa part niya, I need to do this because I'm paid char pero ayun nga. Havey naman sa'kin yung pagkaslow nung isang cast. Crush ko yun sa Ang Kwento Nating Dalawa ata yung title tapos may part 2 na Tayo sa Huling Buwan ng Taon. Feeling ko kilala naman sya pero ayun. Nakakatouch lang na kapag about family, nakakarelate ako. Lalo na nung nagkasakit yung Lola niya. Kahit wala akong Lola, naisip ko yung mga kakilala ko. Then syempre sa dulo, di naman ganun kacliche pero panira. Kaso di ako gaanong affected ewan ko parang bigla na lang iniba yung script all of a sudden. Parang napag kasunduan na lang ng mga writers na, sige para di na masyado mahaba ganto na lang natin tapusin. O kaya tinamad na silang mag isip ng different concept or kung paano lalagyan ng plot twist hahaha siguro sa iba oks naman. Pero ganda talaga ng shots lalo na yung pa drones ng isla tapos road trips. Nakakamiss tuloy gumala.

Anyway, I'll give it 7/10.

P.S.

Nasira pala yung phone ko nung December. Iwrap up ko sana mga movies na napanuod ko for the year kasi nilalagay ko lang sa notes. Ayun di na maopen hahahuhu so lesson learned, magpopost na lang me talaga here kahit mema lang every manunuod ako. Bale sa natatandaan ko, napanuod ko pala nung January ay mga:

5/8 entries ng mmff. Di complete kasi madamot yung malls sa showing haha kesyo pang vip. Edi wow

Encanto

Gone girl

Midsommar

Yesterday (the Beatles tribute!)

Sa series naman (di pa tapos):

Our beloved summer

Looking forward pero mukhang di na masyado madalas since nasa audit na ako hahahaha I'll update soon!

[filmpolicereviews]

'Yung Libro Sa Napanood Ko' (2023), a Summer MMFF review

Surprisingly, Yoo Min-Gon shines opposite BELLA in #YungLibroSaNapanoodKo Read Roy Narra's review of the film from the first Summer MMFF here:

Editor’s Note: this review contains minor spoilers. At its deepest core, Yung Libro sa Napanood Ko has the sincerest intention to not just create the Filipino fantasy of being in a K-Drama setup but to also tackle and explore love, intuition, and trauma. The film’s director and writer Bela Padilla (who is credited as BELA) has the knowledge of capturing the beauty of love, confusion, getting…

[kalakian]

A middle-aged gay literature professor sits down for lunch with his cute young student to discuss their embroiled and problematic relationship during the covid pandemic.

[phgq]

Find time for passion, MMFF’s Tagpuan star Alfred Vargas says

#PHnews: Find time for passion, MMFF’s Tagpuan star Alfred Vargas says

MANILA – Actor-turned-politician Alfred Vargas urged the public to continue doing their passion despite the busy schedule with their chosen vocation.

“It is a different kind of thrill, of happiness that you feel when you do your passion. Kaya kapag may panahon na medyo bakante na pwedeng isingit ang pag-arte, ginagawa ko (Whenever I have a free time, I try to go back to acting),” he said in an interview with the Presidential Communications Operations Office (PCOO).

He added that others should also find the time to do the thing that gives them joy.

The 41-year-old congressman of the fifth district of Quezon City shared during the interview that he quit acting in 2009 to pour all his attention to public service.

He ran for Quezon City councilor in 2010 and officially became an elected public official in the same year.

After one term, he sought for a higher position and won a congressional seat.

“I sacrificed my showbiz dreams, I quit at what I consider the peak of my showbiz career to really get my hands on serving the people. I ran shortly after that, right now this is my third and last term. It is really my vocation,” he said.

Though he felt satisfied doing public service, he always missed acting.

His film Tagpuan is a masterpiece of award-winning screenwriter Ricky Lee.

Vargas said it tackles the “kind of love that really happens in a relationship”.

“Papano na yung pagmamahalan (How will love run its course) without romance, where do I draw the line between love and giving freedom, requirement ba ang magpatawad (is forgiving a requirement),” he said.

He plays the role of a businessman who is seeking for the meaning of life and happiness after his failed marriage with Agnes, the character of Iza Calzado.

In his visit to Hong Kong, he meets a young-spirited overseas Filipino worker (OFW) Tanya played by Shaina Magdayao.

It took about three years for the team to complete the production.

During their filming in Hong Kong at the heights of protests there, Vargas cited the professionalism of his co-workers by showing up on time despite the roadblocks put up by protesters.

They also shot Vargas and Calzado’s scenes in New York pre-pandemic.

He said apart from the true to life challenges of keeping a relationship, the movie also aims to explore the struggles of OFWs and immigrants.

In the recent awarding, the film garnered third place for the Best Picture award while Magdayao snatched the Best Supporting Actress title.

Online streaming

Vargas, meanwhile, said while they first attempted to qualify for the MMFF 2019 screening, the film failed to pass as a finalist.

He said they tried again for the summer edition of MMFF in 2020 which was also postponed due to the pandemic.

"Nalungkot din kami kasi yun yung end goal ang mapakita sa publiko ang ginawa namin kaya I really appreciate what the administration did for their efforts to push through with the celebration of the MMFF via online streaming kasi part na yun ng tradition ng mga Filipino. Kulang ang pasko pag walang MMFF (We were saddened because we were not able to share it to the public. That's why I appreciate the efforts of the administration pushing through the celebration of the MMFF via online streaming because it's already a part of the Filipino tradition. Christmas celebration is not complete without the MMFF)," he added.

The MMFF this year, like all the other events of 2020, is screened online.

It will be accessible to Filipinos here in the country and abroad in the comfort and safety of their homes via upstream.ph.

It has officially aired on Dec. 25 worth PHP250 in the Philippines and USD10 abroad. (PNA)

***

References:

* Philippine News Agency. "Find time for passion, MMFF’s Tagpuan star Alfred Vargas says." Philippine News Agency. https://www.pna.gov.ph/articles/1125891 (accessed December 31, 2020 at 02:50AM UTC+14).

* Philippine News Agency. "Find time for passion, MMFF’s Tagpuan star Alfred Vargas says." Archive Today. https://archive.ph/?run=1&url=https://www.pna.gov.ph/articles/1125891 (archived).

[renesf]

Adobo Chronicles Films Has Four Entries To the Summer Metro Manila Film Festival

MANILA, Philippines (The Adobo Chronicles, Manila Bureau) – It may be last minute, but the Metro Manila Film Festival Selection Committee has unanimously approved the inclusion of four new feature flicks from the Adobo Chronicles Films in the Summer MMFF. This brings a total of 12 films that will be featured in the two-week festival which starts on April 8. The AC films include: The Exorcism…

[matssuya]

A Hard Day (2020)

This film under Viva Entertainment is supposedly set to be released as part of the Summer MMFF 2020 lineup, but due to COVID-19, the release has been delayed until further notice. I worked on this project as the 2nd-Unit Production Assistant, aka the action/stunts unit under Dir. Vincent Soberano. Although I’m not entirely sure if I am credited on the film, since I was only brought on the project as part of Direk Vince’s team package. We shot this from April to July of 2019 for about 26 shooting days. I had an incredibly fun and insightful experience as this was my first major local film project. (spoiler free hehe)

[bondageninja]

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