#VideoTapes

[itsallmadonnasfault]

[fieriframes]

[And a little cilantro. I have to return some videotapes. I've never seen that.]

[machetelanding]

[archivyrep]

Vitality of public record, demons, museums, fiction, and preservation

Two panels from the series finale In last year’s series finale of Mage & Demon Queen, a fantasy comedy yuri webtoon by Filipino artist Color-Les, set 25 years in the future (from when the original story takes place) the reporter Toby Verniloy, who works for The Gunhilde Daily, is impressed by a museum which traces history back to the first demon lord. It includes a statue of Malori “Mal” Crowett…

[zibaldone-di-pensieri]

Man how I miss all of these...

[contac]

[jumblez]

Check out this listing I just added to my Poshmark closet: [VHS] GONE WITH THE WIND - CLARK GABLE - REMASTERED CLASSIC - *USED* VIDEO TAPE

[machetelanding]

[sluttapes]

⌞ 𝐭𝐚𝐩𝐞 𝐭𝐰𝐨 ⌝

matthew bernard sturniolo

𝘱𝘶𝘴𝘴𝘺 𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨ㆍ𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘥𝘪𝘳𝘵𝘺 𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘬ㆍ 𝘱𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨ㆍ𝘱𝘦𝘵 𝘯𝘢𝘮𝘦𝘴

you wake before the sun’s fully crested the windows, the soft gray light barely touching the walls of your bedroom. matt’s arms are around you, heavy and warm, chest pressed against your back, his breathing deep and even. but your mind isn’t calm—not completely. there’s this low ache between your thighs, soft and insistent, the kind that creeps in slowly while you sleep and leaves you squirming a little before you’re even fully awake. you shift under the sheets, pressing your thighs together just slightly, and matt’s grip tightens in response, like even asleep, his body knows how to hold you closer.

you don’t want to wake him. not really. and definitely not for this. it feels silly—needy. you try to breathe through it, try to calm yourself, but when your hips roll just a little into the mattress and a quiet gasp escapes your lips, it’s already too late.

matt stirs.

“mm.” his voice is raspy, low, muffled against your hair. “you okay?”

you freeze. “yeah. sorry. didn’t mean to wake you.”

his hand slides down, palm warm against your stomach, thumb brushing lazy circles there. “you’re squirming,” he mumbles, still half-asleep. “what’s wrong?”

you hesitate, biting your lip.

he shifts behind you, just enough to press a slow kiss to the back of your neck. “baby,” he says, softer now, like a secret, “you wet?”

your face burns, but you nod just the tiniest bit. he hums low, pleased, and nudges your shoulder so you roll onto your back.

“lemme help,” he whispers, eyes still barely open, voice all gravel and sleep.

“matt—”

“mmh,” he breathes, already sliding down under the blankets. “jus' let me. i got you.”

you gasp when he kisses your thigh, so slow, so lazy it feels like a dream. his hands spread your legs gently, and then his mouth is on you—warm and soft, tongue dragging through your folds in slow, heavy strokes that make your whole body tense. he’s not in a rush. not even close. he’s still half-asleep, taking his time, like this is just a natural part of waking up for him. his mouth moves with a lazy rhythm, tongue circling your clit until your hips start to lift from the bed.

“matt,” you whisper, already breathless.

he groans against you, low and needy. “taste so good in the morning,” he murmurs, voice muffled against your skin. “so sweet. so wet.”

you moan, hand finding his hair beneath the blankets, fingers tangling in the mess of it as he keeps going, never speeding up, never rushing. just slow, wet pleasure that builds and builds, like a sunrise inside you.

“wanna feel you cum on my tongue,” he whispers, lips brushing your clit between strokes. “c'mon, baby.”

you bite your lip, back arching, and then you’re coming—soft and sudden and so damn full, trembling under the weight of it as he licks you through every second. when you finally go still, boneless and warm under the sheets, matt crawls back up, nuzzling into your neck, his lips sticky with you.

“mm. good morning,” he murmurs with a sleepy grin.

you laugh, breathless. “you’re ridiculous.”

“you’re welcome,” he whispers, wrapping himself around you again like he’s already falling back asleep.

@sweetshuga gave me the idea for this when we was talking about something like that i think LMFAO

(also if anyone’s posted something like this, please lmk so i can credit because idk if im delusional or not but i swear i read something similar before)

— @tits4matt @loser41ifee @sweetshuga @nickysturnss

[archivyrep]

Archivists Talk About Fictional Archives: Susan Tucker's Interview with Me

Back in June 2023, archivist Susan Tucker contacted me about my “interesting blogpost on fictional archivists in the Issues and Advocacy Section’s newsletter,” and she included on the Essays, academic and personal page of her Keeping (and Telling) the Past website, describing it as a post examining “books, animated series, films, and other media in which archivists appear.” Eventually, in April…

[9prophets]

Is it even art if the movie doesn’t make you feel horny and uncomfortable?

[profalseidols]

James Spader as Graham Dalton sex, lies, and videotape (1989) dir. Steven Soderbergh

[filmaticbby]

Sex, Lies, and Videotape (1989)

dir. Steven Soderbergh

[winterswake]

What other men have you thought about? I thought about you. Have you thought about me? Yes.

SEX, LIES AND VIDEOTAPE (1989) dir. Steven Soderbergh

[talesfromthecrypts]

Everybody that walks in that door becomes part of your problem. Anybody that comes in contact with you. I didn't want to be part of your problem, but I am. I'm leaving my husband, and maybe I would have anyway, but the fact is, is, I'm doing it now, and part of it's because of you. You've had an effect on my life.

Sex, Lies, and Videotape (1989) dir. Steven Soderbergh