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variousqueerthings · 2 years
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that’s my “lost the presidential race” girl
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odinsblog · 1 year
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The West Wing, “The Midterms” | S2.E3 | Oct 18, 2000
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vincentsleftear · 3 months
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Chat, should I start The West Wing…?
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WAIT JOSH AND AMY ARE ADORABLE
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Watching west wing is the worst cause there's some really interesting stuff then it's just man talking down to women man talking down to women women is a ditzy idiot men are horribly mean to women but it's okay because he said it in a muted tone man talking down to women calling out sexism is treated a joke and women is presented as annoying man talking down to-
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damnitiloveyou · 1 year
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For years people have told me to watch The West Wing. I always say yeah sure and never do. I finally started it and I love it! I always feel bad when I know people really love a show and for whatever reason I just don't end up loving it (Peaky Blinders, Gilmore Girls Wednesday.... etc) the show is a thousand years old but I'm really enjoying it.
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vonlipvig · 1 year
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i don't know what i'm gonna watch next, but my post-veep mind is telling me i should go for either seinfeld or the west wing. or maybe i'll just do nothing and rot, that too.
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alxclaremont · 1 year
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no bc why do i wanna watch riverdale now
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modernmutiny · 2 years
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I just spent an hour long phone conversation in political debate with my baby sister who is now a professional actress and I'm realizing that, evidently, i have a real knack for politics
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lyekisses · 2 years
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im sad i’m leaving my grandparents’ house but also my allergies are so bad here
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variousqueerthings · 2 years
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further on the whaaat is going on with margaret (and cj??) this season
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cj: “you’re my assistant not my wife,” as margaret blows on her tits shirt to dry it......
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pissvortex · 9 months
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i'm so fucking glad this post is going around it's the quick and easy "the person who reblogged this is a liberal bitch who you should unfollow" spotter and it works every time
also thanks for being objectively correct on everything i don't think you get that enough
brainstatic was such a fascinating presence on this website. definitely a holdover from an era of tumblr where people were really fascinated and invested in the opinions of 30+ year old white guys who watched the west wing too much. for the short amount of time he held our collective attention, he used it to beg feverishly and constantly that we not ask any more of our political leaders than the concessions of the obama administration specifically - im assuming his peanut brain lost all capability for intellectual curiosity while witnessing the Obama 2008 campaign during crucial developmental years (many such cases!). a kind of zeal for the status quo that makes someone exist purely in reaction to the left. nothing was more terrifying to these kinds of people than critically examining their own position of power and privilege in an imperialist empire, or more specifically what they had to lose from any threats to capitalist imperialism, which is why they were so preoccupied with shifting everyone’s attention to reconciling very basic, surface level privileges. i.e. the college aged “bros” who liked what a bernie sanders presidency had to offer were the greatest threat to democracy and political decency they could imagine until they were blindsided by Trump’s victory.
these people have been relegated to the depths of twitter or substack following their personal end of history (joe biden winning the 2020 election), but who knows. maybe he’s still out there somewhere, scolding palestinian protestors or something.
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lilacwants · 3 months
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shades of cool.
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18+ notes: part 2 to million dollar man <3 im so in love with this man god…. | gif is from pinterest. summary: after you spend a night together, butcher realises warmth has finally wormed his way back into his cold heart. warnings: explicit/mature content. discretion is advised.
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part 1.
The morning light filtered through the thin curtains, casting a soft glow over the room. You stirred, feeling the warmth of Billy’s body beside you. His arm was draped possessively over your waist, and his steady breathing told you he was still asleep. For a moment, you lay there, savouring the peacefulness that so rarely graced your lives.
Carefully, you slipped out of bed, trying not to disturb him. You pulled on one of his shirts, the fabric oversized and comforting. In the kitchen, you set about making coffee, the familiar routine grounding you.
A few minutes later, you felt his presence before you saw him. Turning, you found Billy leaning against the doorframe, his eyes heavy with sleep but a small smile playing on his lips.
“Morning, love,” he said, his voice rough.
“Morning,” you replied, handing him a mug of coffee. He took it with a grateful nod, taking a long sip before setting it down and pulling you into his arms.
“How are you feeling?” you asked, your hand resting gently on his bandaged side.
“Better,” he said, his eyes meeting yours. “Thanks to you.”
You smiled, leaning up to kiss him softly. “You’re welcome.”
The moment was interrupted by the sharp ring of his phone. Billy’s expression darkened as he reached for it, glancing at the screen.
“It’s Hughie,” he said, answering the call. “What’s up, mate?”
You watched as his jaw tightened, his eyes narrowing. “Alright. We’ll be there soon.”
He hung up and turned to you, his expression apologetic. “We’ve got trouble. Vought’s up to something big, and we need to move fast.”
You nodded, understanding that the respite was over. “I’ll get dressed.”
Within minutes, you were both ready, the calm of the morning replaced by the urgency of the mission. As you headed out the door, Billy stopped you, his hand on your arm.
“Stay close to me, alright?” he said, his eyes serious.
“Always,” you replied, squeezing his hand before letting him lead the way.
The drive to the safe house was tense, the air thick with unspoken worries. When you arrived, the rest of the team was already there, their faces grim. Hughie filled you in on the latest intel, the details painting a dire picture.
“We need to infiltrate the Vought facility tonight,” Hughie said, glancing between you and Butcher. “They’re moving something big, and we can’t let it slip through our fingers.”
Butcher nodded, his jaw set. “Alright. We’ll split into two teams. We will take the east wing. Frenchie, Kimiko, and Hughie, you take the west.”
The plan was simple but dangerous. As night fell, you found yourself sneaking through the dimly lit corridors of the Vought facility, your heart pounding in your chest. Butcher was a steady presence beside you, his hand occasionally brushing against yours to reassure you.
You rounded a corner, only to hear footsteps approaching. Without thinking, Butcher grabbed your hand and pulled you into a nearby closet, the door closing with a soft click behind you.
Pressed against the wall, you could feel his breath on your neck, his body tense and alert. The footsteps grew louder, then slowly faded away. But neither of you moved, the confined space crackling with a different kind of tension now.
Billy’s eyes met yours in the dim light, the intensity in his gaze sending a shiver down your spine. He leaned in, his lips brushing against your ear. “We’ve got a few minutes before we need to move. Think we can make the most of it?”
Your heart raced for an entirely different reason now. “What do you have in mind?” you whispered back, your voice trembling with anticipation.
He didn’t respond with words. Instead, his lips captured yours in a fierce, hungry kiss. You melted against him, your hands clutching at his shoulders as he pressed you harder against the wall. His hands roamed your body, pushing aside the tactical gear and finding the warmth of your skin beneath. The urgency of the mission was momentarily forgotten as the heat between you intensified.
Billy's hands slipped under your shirt, his touch igniting a fire that spread through your entire body. You arched against him, your breath coming in ragged gasps as his lips moved from your mouth to your neck, trailing kisses down to your collarbone.
"Billy," you moaned softly, your fingers tangling in his hair.
His response was a low growl that sent a thrill through you. His hands found the waistband of your pants, deftly undoing them and slipping them down. You kicked them off, your heart pounding as his hands moved to your thighs, lifting you slightly so you could wrap your legs around his waist.
"You're so beautiful," he murmured, his voice rough with desire. His lips found yours again as he fumbled with his own pants, the sound of zippers and rustling fabric filling the small space.
When he was finally free, he pressed against you, his hardness hot and insistent against your core. You gasped, the anticipation nearly unbearable. "Please, Billy," you whispered, your voice trembling.
He didn't need any more encouragement.
With a single, powerful thrust, he entered you, filling you completely. You bit your lip to keep from crying out, the sensation overwhelming.
"God, you feel amazing," he groaned, his hands gripping your hips as he began to move. The rhythm was urgent, driven by the need to make the most of the stolen moment. You clung to him, your nails digging into his shoulders as he drove you closer to the edge.
The closet was filled with the sounds of your heavy breathing, the creak of the door against your back, and the soft, desperate gasps of pleasure. Each thrust brought you closer, the world outside disappearing as you lost yourselves in each other.
You felt the tension building inside you, a coil tightening until it finally snapped. Your orgasm crashed over you, your body convulsing with the intensity of it. Billy followed moments later, his own release shuddering through him as he buried his face in your neck, his breath hot against your skin.
For a few precious moments, you stayed like that, wrapped around each other in the tight confines of the closet. Slowly, reality began to seep back in, the sounds of the facility outside reminding you of the danger you were still in.
Billy pressed a gentle kiss to your forehead before carefully helping you back down to your feet. "We need to move," he whispered, his voice soft but urgent.
You nodded, quickly pulling your clothes back on and adjusting your gear. He did the same, his eyes scanning the hallway through a crack in the door. When he was sure it was clear, he opened the door and led you back into the corridor.
As you moved through the facility, you stayed close, your bodies still buzzing with the afterglow of your stolen moment.
Finally, you reached the designated rendezvous point, meeting up with the rest of the team. Frenchie, Kimiko, and Hughie were already there, their expressions tense but relieved to see you.
"Did you find it?" Hughie asked, his eyes wide with anticipation.
Billy nodded. "Yeah. It's in the east wing, heavily guarded. We'll need to move fast."
The team quickly formulated a plan, the details falling into place with a precision born of necessity. As you prepared to move out, Billy caught your eye, a small, knowing smile tugging at his lips.
"Ready?" he asked, his voice steady and sure.
"Ready," you replied, your heart swelling with determination. Whatever happened next, you knew you'd face it together. After all, he will always be your million dollar man.
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arminzblackbimbo · 6 months
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yes or yes
blackbimbo!reader x country boy aoi todou
tw: mdni, inexperienced reader, very spoiled reader, sloppy kissing, virgin reader, messy oral (fem. r), missonarry, mentions of blood, nipple play, choking mention, reader calls todo "to' ", communication kink ??, babycakes as endearment, and lots of pouting !!
you're a spoiled thing
always been spoiled and always got your way with whatever you wanted. prancing around in pink with your pretty bows. never lifting a finger ever. causing your parents to hire nice farm boys to do all the heavy lifting on your family's farm.
all the boys in town wanted to get in those little skirts you wore, always flirting with you and peeking under your skirts when you bend over. playing with your feelings. your parents always having to save you from their evil intent
you never knew when they were flirting with you, you just assumed they were being nice to you. always helping you, always getting close to you until your snatched from their grasp by your loved ones.
todo watched you walk out your house all done up while he was throwing hay as far as he can, arms bulging with muscles as he observed you say your greetings to the animals in their pens.
a mini skirt and a short top that just cover you push up bra and shoulders leaving your bare stomach out. of course leaving plenty cleavage. smiling at your pets (the farm animals). they are damn there like your pets every last one of them. finding ways sometimes to sneak them in the house for comfort.
you are stunning in the sun light as you travel to the chickens that you've given each their own names. patting their little heads and feeding them out the palm of your hand.
kissing the ducks and goats on their head leaving a little bit off your lipliner on their fur and feathers. he gets so entranced by the way you're so kind to things that would end up on his dinner plate. it makes him see your sincere ways
of course you have on you pretty pink heels some how missing all the manure and mud that lays on the ground. the hard working boys are moving fast to pick up the mess so your pretty feet don't get dirty.
it doesn't matter how fast they move because at the end of each day your telling your daddy about all the mud that got on your shoes and orders one of the farm boys to get to cleaning
"hii todo" your smiling hard waving your hand excitedly as you say your daily greetings. chest bouncing while you wave. so friendly and clueless at the eyes that wander while you do something so innocent
he missses you saying hi to everyone else he's just too concentrated on waving back and saying his daily "hi miss (୨୧)"
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sneaking into your room slowly not to alert everyone sleep in the farmhouse. all the employees having their own rooms in the back of the house, he has to travel through the large flat home to the east wing.
praying your daddy doesn't wake up and snatch him out his skin, on the west side. being extra quiet shutting the door behind him. he just wanted to give you a goodnight kiss before you go to bed, which you have grown to love.
“omgg todo i’ve missed youuu !!!!” you jump up and down on your knees. his white beater and sweatpants looks so good on his wide body. seeing his thick length swinging free in his sweats as he tells you to shush.
“babycakes hush up !!” he holds his finger up to his lips giving you a nervous look. on you knees looking so cute and innocent on your pretty pink sheets. wearing a nightgown that cups your breast and flows at your hips. making him eye you up and down.
"i'm sorry to' im just so excited" you launch up out of your bed standing on the sheets on your painted white toes. you walk towards him. jumping on him and putting your legs tightly around him. he has to hold your butt to keep you up on burly body.
"i missed you too" his chest rumbles as he says it. the tone low and gravely. maybe it's the way your legs are wide open around his body but for some reason you feel thumps in your underwear. it's thumping so hard against him. you hope he doesn't feel it.
your whine now grabbing his neck it almost sound like crying. "you ok babycakes ?" he reaches underneath your flowy night gown to rub his heavy hand on your back. you lip is poked out , you stick your face into his neck, gripping his waist tightly.
him rubbing your back is making the rhythm in your panties jump with your heartbeat. and his one hand on your butt occasionally gripping the flesh there, hand making contact with your underwear covered backside.
you whine almost wanting to jump out of his hands from the pleasure your feeling all of sudden. usually your kisses were innocent just wanting to have his lips on yours, never feeling like how you do now. y'all first couple of kisses being messy and unorganized. you've just now got the hang of his lips on yours.
you start to squirm in his hands making him have to grip you tighter. "i just want my kisses todo" your muffled in his neck.
he pats your butt lightly making you whine "what do you say baby ?"
he's gripping your flesh tighter "please to' " while your hands are tight around his neck.
you lift you head up to look at him lips trembling cause your not getting your way. your so spoiled. he goes to peck you trembling lips. "it's ok baby, ill give you all the kisses" he pecks you lips harder kissing your lips a little feverish. gripping your tightly. you try and move your lips faster against his but you just can't keep up he's moving to fast.
your lips slow him down he wants his pretty girl to kiss him slow. so slow that you start to feel fuzzy in your skin. feel like your getting too hot for your clothes. even the a.c. in your room is not helping. you pull away and breath against his pillow like lips. you know what needs to be done to relieve your body of this temptation.
"todo i want you to touch me " he eyes widen as you look into them.
"w-w- what do you mean, i'm touching you right now babycakes" he looks so cute stammering and his cheeks heating up.
"no, i want you to touch me right 'ere" your hand goes to touch the front of your panties while you hand lingers there you make contact with his bulge. he hisses a little not use to the feeling. he shudders, his body shaking. soft ohs leaving his lips at the realization of what you want him to do.
he sits you both down in the bed. needing to control his emotions. you still in his arms now sitting in his lap. "you sure babycakes ?" your eyebrows furrow up at his question. yes your sure. you want him to touch you badly. so badly why his he not doing what you want him to do ? you just told him what to do.
do all boys do this? "if you don't touch me, i'm gonna get somebody else too" you pout at him. your upset at him at such caution he is taking. you need him to have urgency this is an important issue you have. you just can't quite put you finger on it but it feels drastic in between your thighs.
looking at you being pouty and a brat he sucks his teeth at you. your something else knowing those boys down the hall are just waiting for one syllables of your approval to jump on you. the hand gripping the flesh of your butt goes give you a rough love tap on the fat there "ah cut it out, baby your so spoiled"
your whining at the hit. crossing your arms in front of your chest. he puts both hands on each check of your butt. rotating his palms in circles. "i want to touch you, but i want you to be sure because you can never take back what i'm about to do to you, do you understand ?"
you gulp lowly. you really want him. nodding your head. liking the way your tingling in his hands is making your breath shorten and stagger. "come on, baby you gotta say it" he moves to your ear and whispered into it.
your eyes watering at the need that you are feeling "yes please touch me todo" you grip on his hard arm muscles getting excited. tears welling in your eyes even more. feeling him give your earlobe a soft lick at your pleases. makes you almost shake in his hold.
he likes how you react to his movements. going to suck on the skin of your ear. he continues his sucking on your soft skin and moves down to where your ear and neck meet. your legs feel so jelly like, you can barely move them it's like static.
"ok baby, i'll give you whatever you want " he had so much love in his eyes. he lies you on your back in your pink sheets. loving how you wrapping around him tighter like a koala. and tongue licking up your neck looking for a good spot for him to start sucking on the skin. lips smacking against your jaw line when he pulls away from the hard suckling of his lips.
his lips going back to make another bruise on your throat. his heavy body on top of you makes the pleasure your feeling even more intense. slight whimpers of the contact starting to make you dizzy. you can feel something so big on your panties. it's making friction with you as todo moves on top of you.
the feeling of his burly body between your legs was enough to make you moan. on top of him sucking on your neck making you feel you buzz in your skin. he is just as excited as you were. he almost impatient but he wants this to be perfect for your first time.
going to take your nightgown off he feels you become tense. "it's ok, it's only me" he consoles you pulling the cloth up slowly while you shake your head ok. your nervous for him to see everything. as your clothing flies over your head. he looks at you with admiration. he sees your blemish free skin and your supple breast that sit on your chest.
you moisturized after your bath, your skin glistening in the soft light of your room. the air conditioning making your skin prickle and the peaks on your chest harden. he is breathless as he looks at you "you're so beautiful" he cups your breast in his hands. hands squeezing with pressure making you whine a lilttle.
he goes to give you a light kiss on the peak of skin there sticking his tongue out a little to get just a small taste of you, he can't resist himself. getting a taste of the shine on your skin you taste so good. kissing each nipple just once. he groans while he kisses the flesh. hands gripping your supple skin, your so soft.
opposite from his hands that are rough with farm work. he lets your breast go. he wants to hold them longer but he'll be stuck if he does. stuck looking at your beauty.
he slips his hands down your stomach hands tight on your abdomen liking how it curves out for your hip. he looks at your pretty panties that have a little bow on the front. "so cute" he smiles at the undergarments. you can feel your cheeks get hot at him staring at you so fondly.
he works the cute underwear off of your hips, wasting no time in seeing your whole body. and of course what lies under the drenched cloth is something he doesn't want to take his eyes off of. it's so pretty and plump. he has to get on his chest on the bed and get a closer look.
the brown swirls of skin and you little hole that pushes out more and more of your juices. everything he has dreamed of. it makes him so hard in his pants he has to breathe slowly. "she's so pretty" it's makes you blush that he can be so soft about things like this. his breath touching the liquid down below.
his fingers itch to touch you and he can't help himself when he brings your juices to your clit. he circles your slimy skin under his fingertips. you almost jump out of the bed at the feeling, you feel your skin become on fire his touches so tenderly where your most sensitive. just small circles feeling you pulse under his fingertips as he continues to warm you up. your soft sounds make him want a taste of you.
pulling his fingers back to see your stickiness try and keep him in place but his mouth is greedy. wants a taste, needs to taste you so bad it makes him needy. putting your legs over his shoulders. he has closer look at you. his mouth is watering as he makes one broad lick to your folds.
his licking you softly tasting where your most fertile. loving how to twitch and whine. you moan so softly he wouldn't hear you if he wasn't listening. hearing your breath quicken while he licks you up so sensual. quickening his tounge causes you to hear your wettness connect with his spit.
his lips go to suck tenderly on your clit. his strong arms locked around your back he can feel you arch in his hold. your back coming off the bed as you start to cry out louder. the suction of his lips doesn't stop the movement of his tongue. making you try and get away from the pleasure.
"ahh to' " he looks up at you head thrown back, with your pretty lips open for your moans to come out. your gaining volume "baby cakes you gotta be quiet" he speaks against you.
your cheeks heat up at his words "i'm sorry" your embrassed by your loudness as you cover you face with you hands. you feel him sigh against you
"it's ok baby just don't be so loud" he kisses your sticky skin and goes back to slurping you juices in his mouth. loving the taste of you his tongue lapping at you. your so wet it dripping out of you so much he had to work fast to swallow it all up.
he just started but you feel your toes start to buzz flexing over his shoulders. you start to move your hips around, his hands having to keep you steady as he feast on you. it feels so good you have to bite on your lip to contain your sounds.
"ugh todo" the pleasure makes it hard for dialogue. for you to even think. you just can think about its making you feel like your ears are popping. your hands making way into his hair that is in a bun.
your grip the hair in effort to make him at least slow the carress of his tongue. hands shaking on his head. his own hands come to your legs to pull them back just a little more so he can push his face in more. it feels more intense like he has more access.
you have to put you hand over your mouth as you feel your moans in your throat threaten to come out. while todo eats away at you sloppily, making slurping sounds bounce off the of the walls of your room.
your calfs starts to flex and you begin to feel a shaking sensation in your legs. it's a sweet pleasure that moves through you, right into your stomach and you moan loudly in your hand. it's hard to breathe with one of your air supplies cut off.
loud moans behind you hand and he just can't get enough of you it makes his eyes roll back when you juices squirt in his mouth and your legs shake in his hands. so cute for him. he so happy that his fantasies get to come true.
he slurp you up one last time and give you one last special kiss that makes you jump on the bed as he pulls himself up to look at you. you spread out for him and breathing hard your hand over your face collecting yourself.
he come close to your face and kisses your hand away and looks you in your tired eyes "you still want me babycakes ?" you shake your head fast still catching your breath. grabbing your face and squishing your cheeks together "what do you say ?"
your lips smushed together by his fingers "yes, todo please" he pecks your puckered lips and start to work his way out his clothes. taking the white beater off to show his big chest and his hard stomach. he moves slow taking off his sweatpants not wearing nothing underneath, your automatically met with his long length.
it's so pretty and it's so big. his brown skin coats everything, tanned so perfectly. he lets you stare at him just as he admired you. letting your eyes wander all over him. "can i call you pretty too ?" you ask innocently.
he laughs a little it makes his body shake lightly with it. even the thickness between his thighs. you eyes never leaving it even as he answers. "of course you can baby" your so cute to him. as you cheeks get hot at his answer and you shy away
he position his arms in the crook of your knees. spreading them wide, keeping them suspended there with his rod of arms so you are open for him to see.
"i'm not flexible todo, that hurts" the sudden stretch in your muscles makes you pout. your bottom lip shaking while you feel your hips stretch with your legs. never being in this position before makes it hard for you
"all ya' do is whine all day just be quiet real quick baby" he moved one palm off the bed and goes to grab the column of your throat just to hold you secure to shut you up. not to hurt you he could never hurt his baby. but he can only take so much whining.
"why are you being mean to me ?" you lip is wobbling at him. he looks at your eyes beginning to water.
"not mean baby, just want you spread for me is that ok ?" pecking you lips to stop your eyes from the tears.
"it's ok" you whispers softly against his lips. suddenly feeling that thumping from the beginning of the night come back worst, its like your on fire. you initiate the first kisses that starts his grinding against your sloppy entrance him rubbing against you skin to skin makes you hum into him
you leaking a lot, plenty of juices to coat him entirely. he pulls away breathlessly and rest his forehead against you. he's almost just as needy as you are. he sits himself up and looks down at the mess you've made in such little time.
spread your juices all over him. while you just watch him in amazement. he's ready to have you. he positions his arms back where they were. spreading you just a little wider for him. he can see you pulsing waiting for him. 
pressing one last kiss to your lips he pressing into you slowly, you can hear a pop as he slips inside finally. the tip of him entering your wetness. you try and relax but his width making you tense up. as you whine at the intrusion.
"it's ok, it's ok " he pecks your face with little kisses to calm you down. your chest heaves as you breathe hard to relax your being teared into. even with just the tip he is spreading you wide. you can feel your breathe escape you.
you try and breath when you feel him slowly add more of his length into you but you can barely keep up. holding onto his arms as you whine from the way he trynna work more in. while you breath in and out slowly. todo making kisses across your face relaxing you in the process.
grabbing him by the neck you push your face into his neck his body weight on top of you causes you to be stretched out more. your legs twitching beside his arms. "mmh todo it hurts" you face smushes into his skin.
"you ok ?" he sucks on your neck the suckling making you pull your head back. your skin is humming at the pressure in your pelvis. he can feel you nod your head into his skin. "come on babycakes use your words" you huff out in annoyance.
"yes todo, please" you whine into his strong neck liking how when he moves his arms you legs stretch out even more. he careful pushing more into you, your walls clenching tight around him. he's happy you can't see his eyes roll back in his head. breathing hard into your soft skin.
so wet for him. it's leaking under you making the bed wet. he has to moan softly he feels bad knowing your in pain while he is in pleasure. his tip leaking more precum into your walls.
he's almost flush with you with one more thrust in. you can feel the pressure move deeper inside you as you stretch to accept him. with one final push of his hips he pops inside. hips touching yours all the way. you feel him poke something that has you body shaking. eyes seeing the back of your head as you moan into todo neck gripping him with both arms.
you moan right in his ear making his sensors go off. "you feel ok babycakes ?" you whine at his question shaking your head into his skin
"that felt good to' " his arms flex at the new realization. he pulls his face up to look at you.
"you like be fulled up don't you doll" he looks at you eyes while you pout. your embrassed at him looking at you so vulnerable
he pulls his hips all the way back looking down at the slight tint of red in the cream that leaks out of you. leaving just the tip in for you to suction on. rolls his hips slow making sure to be flush with you once again and now he can see you convulse with thrill and your head thrown back. legs quierving within his arms.
"mmm it feels so good todo" you now see the pleasure that all your friends talk about the things you read about. you feel him in your stomach making your moans gain volume, your swollen lips open to let the noise out. you can hear your wetness moving with todo movements too causing your room to grow with sound. he goes to shut you with lips allowing you to moan in his mouth
his strokes are long and detailed, your back almost coming off the bed as you arch up from him hitting a spot deep inside of you. his tongue circling with yours in your mouth. the moans muffled in by both of you
his hips moving but so slow hitting the spots so deep in you that you want him to hit them with more urgency. you pull you and todo lips apart "harder to' " whining out against his lips. his hands gripping into the sheets. he still moves at almost a snail pace and moving his hips to have a long stoke enter you.
he looks at you in the eyes seeing you tense your eyebrows at his slow pace. his arms spread you out more allows him to go almost deeper than before making you eyes flutter. "mmm go harder todo" he is not listening still pistioning his hip slowly make you stretch around him so slow. your walls are tender as the stretch around him accepting his big length as he reaches even further each thrust.
he moves his hand to grab at your neck. adding a small amount of pressure as you pulse around him. "stop wit all that whining, that's not how you ask baby" his hand squeezing a little tighter. your breath being caught in your throat. todo always teaching you to use your manners even in an intimate moment like this.
tears almost sprouting in your inner corner "please, todo go harder" you look so pretty with tears in your eyes, spread open for him to see all your cream that coats you and him, making obscene noise.
hand on your throat as you bottom lip shakes. "as you wish, baby" he moves to suck on your lip that is wobbling liking how you suck on his top lip too.
he takes his hand from your neck to press on your stomach while moving closer to where you're most sensitive. his big palm pressing adding pressure on top of pressure of him inside of you. his fingertips choose to rub your sensitive flesh in slimy circles. your clit thumping under his fingers. your hips jump up at the feeling . your juices gushing even more.
pulling out of you all the way seeing your hole push out even more cream your hole looks so pretty as it pulses for him. still moving your sticky flesh in circles. your skin buzzing almost hearing the buzz in your ears.
he positions his tip again as he slowly pushes in and it feels like the first time all over again he's so big stretching you so wide. only the tip in and with so much wettness he is able to snap his hips into you. the rough treatment making your body move with thrust, it almost hurt but at the same time it feels so good.
your shaking like a leaf, feeling so good you can't help and moan out loud. " babycakes what's wrong ?" you face pouting deep as he thrust harder again making you cry out. "ain't this what you wanted ?" he starting a harsh pace of thrust that makes your legs tremble and with him rubbing on you it's making you start to clench around him tighter then you already are.
todo groans as the his strong strokes almost becomes to much for even him. as he starts clenching his jaw to control himself not wanting to be too rough with you. "ahhhh todo i-i think i-i-i'm -" your mouth can even keep up with brain as it thumps in your head from todo as he surrounds you his burly body keeping you suffocated by him.
your eyes rolling all the way back as you shake violently as liquid goes in a stream in between your bodies. his rubbing causing it to spray instead of stay in a steady stream of juices. "there you go babycakes, don't you feel better you were all pent up" he sweet talks you watching you relax into your pleasure
but he doesn't stop his movement making your limbs shake stronger and you continue to spray out your wettness on to his stomach. "ahhh to' please i can't take it" your french tip toes flex so hard your tensed up. he moves his hand away from your swolleness to hold you neck once more to kiss your pretty lips.
his tongue moving fast he hasn't taught you about all of this, the way his tongue is trying to suck on yours letting spit gather in both of your mouths. you feel him start to move around moving his arms to circle at your waist but he brings your legs into the tight embrace.the crook of you knees in the crook of his arms keep your legs secure as wraps his arms around your waist.
"oww todo that hu-" he doesn't even let you finish up he just goes right back to kiss on you. kissing messy as you try to kiss him at the same speed but he is moving faster than you. keeping you distracted he start thrusting hard and with your knees to your stomach like this it feels even deeper it feels like it's touching the back of your walls making you lurch in his hold.
he hips so strong that his stride is not ruined by your hips moving trying to get away from him. the pleasure makes black dots appear in your vision. your shaking hand having to come to his flexing stomach to try and slow him down but really he is to distracted by how wet you are to even see your little hand try and push him away.
his lips now breathe hard on you. you can finally hear his moans. they are deep in his chest but some are high pitched you never heard him make any of these noises. the way his hips almost move faster from his hard pace making you see stars.
"ugh todo gimmie it i-i-i can take it" it's almost like he can't snap out of it. the trance you have him in maybe it's soul connecting with yours from the intamicy your bodies share. your babbling against his lips it's almost like nosense hiccuping random words together.
your legs involuntary jerking in his hold. his grunts get louder. it's almost like he embrassed trying to kiss you to quiet himself but it just bounces off the sounds your making. he has to resort to other things moving his head down to your chest to suck on the peak of your breast. twirling his tongue his moans muffled by your chest. this different sensation on top of the way he is abusing where your the most plump.
you body feels like pins are shooting through everywhere and you can't even prepare yourself for the stream of juices that leave you making you silently scream out. you clench up so tight he has no choice but to release into you. the warm liquid is such a unique feeling. it makes your plush walls even tighter around him pulsing hard.
he happy he choose to suck on your soft skin because he is sure he would have made plenty of noise for everyone to hear. he still sucks when he comes down from his high of euphoria he had stilled his hips fully contected to you while he grinds into you tip tapping at back of your walls
the swollenness of your walls gripping him tight while he grinds. you body shaking and your eyeballs in the back of your head. your gripping on his shoulders. suckling never stopping making you tingle.
you can feel the air from his nose hitting you skin as he overstimulates himself while grinding. static is what your skin feels like when he stills himself with deep groans. he comes up for air to check on you. you look so worn out and tired but your usual pout is a small smile. content on how you body is feeling
he just laughs at you while you eyes start to close from exhaustion. he lets you rest while trying to pull out but you don't allow it, putting your hands at his waist to keep him in you. when your legs are set free from his grasp you pull them around his waist tight keeping him extremely flush with you
moaning in overstimulation at the feeling. he just sighs and lets you. knowing it's going to be hassle to get you in the tub to wash him off you. but he content with everything that has conspired.
your lip is still poked out later on when he says he has to give you a break and you cant get no more of his loving. he has to teach that you can't always get your way. but he fails because your just too sweet for him to handle. he did say your were spoiled as can be.
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electrificata · 7 months
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here are my house observations, im in season 3
some of the shit house says to foreman is genuinely unforgivable
foreman as a character i generally like. omar epps is giving a good performance of an even-keeled-but-not-without-effort kind of guy, i do like the plotline of a guy who came to learn from an expert whos the worst guy in the world and trying to figure out how to do the same thing without being the worst guy in the world. i also think they way they keep him out of hospital love triangles is racist, foreman is not currently hot but could be with 15% more attention from the writers room.
really sexist as a general rule. i have not encountered the idea of "jailbait" this much in literal years.
hipster racism. its the 2000s. funny to talk abt this because "hipsters" were younger at this point and the character of house is, im assuming, in his mid 40s at the start of the show, but thats the general logic that seems to be on display. "well you know that he's a good guy so its ironic and funny that he's threatening to use the n word as a joke."
a) stupid logic to begin with, doing something ironically is also just doing it, b) doesnt even work on its own terms here because house is widely acknowledged to be an awful person in the context. the entire show is built around the question "how much deliberately annoying, dangerous bullshit will we endure from this dickhead to maintain access to his unique skillset"
i still dont "get" house/wilson. like i do see it, like i can see that theyre a little obsessed with each other and they have a fun mutually manipulative dynamic, and they make sense as foils (guy who's self-consciously awful and often ends up doing noble things accidentally/guy who's self-consciously noble and often deliberately does awful things). but i cannot feel myself going insane about it. if anything i like him better with cuddy
cuddy really really hot. really really really hot. cuddy.
so like yeah i see house/wilson im just not going insane about it the way i thought i might. altho tbh it took a global pandemic and a extended, byzantine renaissance of tumblrina supernatural scholarship to make me have a destiel spiral. i need infrastructure for these things.
cameron's character is such an old school token girl character. i hate how they treat her "niceness" almost as much as i hate how they treat her crush on house.
a better show (written by me) would have some more cuddy and foreman "managing" house plotlines (foreman being a protege allows focus on the legacy of house's medicine, how to replicate it, how to contain damage), probably give him some of the cuddy and wilson time. the three of them together would be good i could do that.
cuddy/foreman. hm. in the remake.
like, i do get how this happened. house is troubled in a durable, interesting way. the writing is good enough to support his layers, the way his snap-judgement psychoanalysis of everyone he meets curls back around to shine a light on his own issues. good balance of competence and patheticness. laurie is giving a masterclass in the niche field of "british comedian comes to us tv drama, grows some stubble, becomes a sex symbol." i read an old review that referred to his "sourpuss charisma" i really like that turn of phrase.
(i was also into josh on the west wing when i watched that last year, i have a type i love antagonism. no im not dating anyone right now, who wants to take me for a candlelit dinner and tell me i smell good and my voice is sexy) (you cant just compliment me, ill be bored or uncomfortable, you have to bury it in a disagreement and make it clear youre kind of mad that youre into me)
that said i think the show kind of misunderstands house's sex appeal. it feels very written-by-men. women characters throw themselves at house in a porny kind of take-me-now way. in my observations guys who are arent traditionally hot but attractive in this antagonistic, talky was dont really get that kind of treatment, but they do get the main cast wilson/cuddy/cameron "i hate this guy but im obsessed with him and i will never make a move or i will and itll go badly" kind of stuff. my phantom house reboot does have cameron and house hook up and its a really mean and destructive fwb thing with like 4 false endings. does this make sense.
right now im in the middle of the plotline where leighton meester plays a 17 yr old girl stalking house because shes so in love. like thats not the vibe. at least from what ive seen. im not omniscient.
lol it turns out she has a spore makign her hypersexual lolllll i literally have this on in the background rn ok i take some of this back.
whenever i mention to someone im watching house theyll recount to me the plot of the one episode they can remember and it always sounds insane and its never made up.
"the one with the intersex teen model who fucks her dad to manipulate him and has testicular cancer" like yeah. yeah thats real. if you talked to me 3 weeks ago thatd be the one i recounted to you.
yes house does leer at her in that episode and its treated as logical and normal for a 45 year old man.
i hate chase, he's awful but boring.
im curious how long im gonna keep watching this, i know the later seasons get kind of soapy plotwise and i dont know if thats what i want out of this
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question inspired by the west wing gifs you reblogged: would you recommend it? if so just the first/sorkin seasons or all of it?
i was a bit young when it was coming out but it seems like it left a big mark on the culture (and DT), so im wondering if i should get into it
Yes but it’s also a complicated question. Sorkin is up there with moffat as “guys who aren’t as bad as the backlash would have you believe but yeah they can’t write women so well and we’ve kind of moved past the need for their writing as a culture.” The west wing has episodes and characters and relationships that are better than anything on tv today. But it also gets unbearably corny and “clever” and is politically cringe centrist. That said you should still watch it.
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