#saving private ryan imagine

[brxceliiande]

𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐏 [𝐅𝐞𝐦!𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐱 𝐃𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐞𝐥 𝐉𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐬𝐨𝐧] 𝟏𝟖+

      IT HAD BEEN MONTHS SINCE THE WAR HAD ENDED AND DANIEL HAD COME HOME. WITH THE HAUNTING OF HIS EXPERIENCES, HE NEEDED A SAVIOUR AND GOD HAD GIVEN HIM ONE.

warnings: smut 18+, p in v penetration, fingering, swearing, mentions to religion, female reader + pronouns, use of y/n

genre: smut, 18+ minors please dni

wordcount: 2.4k

note: here is a long awaited daniel jackson smut (please tell me if it was good, this is the first full smut I actually wrote and published) 

song recommendation: ‘cinnamon girl’ or ‘say yes to heaven’ by lana del rey

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daniel was a man of god, believing a benevolent deity watches over him and the people around him in a sight of protection and innocence. and with protection, god always guided his strongest soldiers with his precious beings. for daniel, he believed y/n was god’s precious being meant for him. the innocence and light to guide him through the darkest days of the trenches and towers and join him while he marches through the misty valleys of france. that was his heaven, his sign that his god, heard him and protected him from evil. she was his light, life, and body. he is sworn worshipped her, in any way he could. 

daniel lay shirtless, an arm under his head with his dogtags resting on his chest. closing his eyes, he was relieved to see darkness. it had been months since the war ended and he had been shipped home. it wasn’t easy, the cheers and pride had dissolved many days later. he was left a man with scars only those who lay beneath the grounds of bastogne could understand. the death and despair of watching friends and family die, knowing nothing can be done. he couldn’t shake the feeling that it wasn’t over. faces of ghosts showing themselves each time he closed his eyes. 

the bedroom door squeaked open. daniel fluttered his eyes open, moving his head toward the door. light streaming in from the hallway, he swore he saw an angel. light radiated off of his wife as she walked in, dressed in nothing but her white nightgown stopping just below her knees. she was beautiful.

closing the door, y/n welcomed the darkness and the silhouette of her husband in bed. walking over to the bed, she glanced to daniel. his eyes were soft, never leaving her as she made her way to him. it was a different look, at least from his usual love-sick eyes. they carried love, softness, and something she only saw on their wedding night. worship. the growing smile and eyes so soft as if she would break.

pulling the blankets over her, y/n leaned onto her husband’s chest, resting her chin on the back of her hand. catching his eyes, she could melt. there was no words needed to know what daniel meant with his look. 

“daniel, why are you…” started y/n, instantly silenced with daniel pushing his lips on to hers. delicate and hesitant. immediately closing her eyes, she moved her lips with his. she needed this. he needed this. pulling back inches apart, y/n chased his lips until daniel brought his hand to her cheek, pushing strands of stray hair before caressing it softly. with no words, daniel leaned his forehead against hers, inhaling her scent with all his being. 

opening her eyes slowing, she couldn’t believe the beauty she saw before her. lips parted as he squeezed his eyes shut, eyebrows knitted in confusion and restraint.

“you are real…” whispered daniel, his eyes staring through his lashes. y/n nodded, bringing her hand to his, her thumb rubbing the back of his hand gently. 

“i am real…” said y/n. daniel left her eyes, flickering between her lips and gaze. moving his hand, he ran his thumb over her bottom lip, parting her mouth. 

daniel inhaled sharply, “and you are mine.”

breathing hitched, y/n nodded slowly. “and i am yours.”

“you are god’s gift to me…” said daniel, hovering over her lips as he held her chin to look at him, “a gift, i have to worship…in every way.”

inching closer, y/n breathed heavily. capturing her lips, daniel groaned quietly, the taste of mint enveloping his senses. pushing the blanket down, y/n threw her leg over his, straddling him. never leaving the kiss, she settled on his thighs, moaning faintly as she brushed over his growing cock. 

wrapping his arms tightly around her waist, daniel ran his hand up her back, stopping at the back of her head and tugging slightly. pulling away from the kiss, they heaved, chests rising and falling with the stuttering beats of their hearts. grabbing the end of her nightgown, she pulled it over her head, feeling a shiver run down her spine as the cool air pierced her skin. daniel, jaw slacking slightly, rested his hands on her hips, moving them up before meeting the round of her breast. a soft gasp escapes her as her nipple is taken by daniel, with sloppy kisses and licks of plenty. the waves of splendor cease as daniel pulls off, leaving her glistening and staring up at her with eyes of lust and worship. 

“lord…forgive me” breathed daniel, his southern drawl making the ache unbareable. leaning against his forehead, y/n smiled, running her hands from his jaw to his broad shoulders. 

“then worship me.” 

in a manner of seconds, daniel flipped them over, leaving y/n beneath him. his kisses ravaged her neck, his hands pinning hers to the side. slow and gentle kisses followed the valley of her breasts, stopping to slide over her hardened nipples. in a wave of pleasure, y/n let out a moan, wanting to reach for him but kept restrainted. 

daniel looked up at her as his descending kisses reached below her belly button.

“you’re beautiful…” muttered daniel, his hand finding its way to her inner thigh. “you tease me darling…” in a spasm of pleasure, y/n choked out a moan as daniel massaged his thumb over her glistening clit. in slow circles, daniel massaged gently, glancing up at his wife. 

“daniel, fuck.” y/n cried, the pressure increasing as daniel quickly rubs in circles and slowing down once she moves too much. 

daniel chuckles, watching his wife writher beneath him. “those are fighting words sweetheart…i think you need to be reminded of whose listening” slipping two fingers into her, daniel relishes in the noises of his wife. 

“daniel!” moaned y/n, loving the feeling of his fingers inside her. she loved it so much. his beautiful fingers, curling in her cunt. the thought of it was amazing, but the feel of it was better. “please, daniel…i need you”

daniel looked up at her, eyes full of love, “i will worship you, you are mine and i am yours…as he intended.” 

a fire spread over her body, as one long stripe was made of her aching cunt. a flash of ecstacy held a veil over her vision, the reminisce of her pleasure. the intrusion of his fingers moved and curled, hitting the spongy spot that made her clench. he could barely hold back as he sucked and nibbled on her soaking cunt, the beautiful whimpers leaving his angel, his name sung as a prayer. 

the familiar sensation squeezed at her insides, leaving her stomach in a heated turmoil over to a near release. arching her back, daniel placed his large hand on her stomach, forcing her down as he brushed his tongue over her swollen bud. y/n could feel her vision flee from her as she breathed her husband’s name, shutting her eyes. 

“daniel, i-” moaned y/n, daniel looked up through his eyebrows, watching her expression of pure bliss as he placed his tongue on top of her clit. threading her fingers through his hair, she pulled softly, bringing his lips to hers. the taste of her on him made her stomach flutter something twisted. deepening the kiss, daniel removed his fingers—much to her dismay, bringing them up to gently rub her nipples between his fingers. 

daniel pulled away, wincing as his restrained cock needed to be let free. leaning down on her forehead, he gently rubbed his nose against hers, inhaling sharply. 

“do you want to know how i know you were made for me?” asked daniel, bringing her legs around his waist and lowering his hips, applying pressure to her clit with his growing cock. y/n breathed a shaky moan, opening her eyes and staring into his. “because he made you sing my name as if it was his…” daniel pulled back, staring down at y/n as if she was a delicate flower that would snap at any moment. removing her legs wrapped from his waist, he continue to stare into her eyes, his hands finding the waistband of his boxers and bringing it down. 

freeing proudly from restraint, his cock hit his stomach, arched slightly upward and to the left. a pretty pink engulfed the tip, a bead of pearly white resting at the top, threatening to expel itself. y/n held herself up with her elbows, her eyes widening slightly yet returning to a loving gaze as she caught daniel’s love-sick eyes. 

shuddering, at the freedom, daniel looked down at his cock. rubbing his hand over his precum with a stifled moan, he stroked himself softly as he felt himself wrapped with her legs.

“...and he made you perfectly, for me.” said daniel, shakily. looking at her, daniel smiled softly. his eyes didn’t leave hers as her held his tip to her folds, sliding it slowly through her slick. mouth falling open, y/n reached for him, daniel leaned forward and she grabbed his shoulder, pulling him toward her to catch his lips in a delicate kiss. 

pulling apart inches, y/n smiled. “i was made for you…” with a small gasp, y/n felt him enter her, her jaw slacking as she stared him in the eyes, “...all of you.”

falling to her back, daniel followed her, capturing her lips. daniel let his eyes fall close, the warm and inviting stretch made his mind flutter, groaning deeply as he filled her. the intrusion was delicious, the stretch around his cock made y/n wince slightly. but she wouldn’t have it any other way. he moved at a slow pace, barely leaving her as he pulled back to thrust in once more. moving in sync, daniel licked her bottom lip, begging to enter. parting her lips slightly, she tasted coffee soon after. 

daniel’s hands roamed her body, particularly holding her legs at his sides as he thrusted into her. with each groan, he could feel her clench around him. massaging her left breast with his hand, he pulled away, kissing her neck and before moving down to catch her nipple. y/n leaned her head back, back arching as daniel fully sheathed her. 

“daniel, oh god.” moaned y/n, feeling the rumble of daniel’s chuckle on her breast. daniel thrusted harder, pulling out completely before pushing himself back in harshly. pulling away from her body, daniel straightened up settling on his, his hands gripping tightly onto her thighs as he leaned his head back. eyes falling shut, he reveled in the tightness and her warmth. 

“fuck, darling…” breathed daniel, letting his southern drawl take over. bringing his head to look down at her again, he grabbed her legs and bent them under him as he thrusted deeper than before. 

“fuck, fuck, fuck.” swore y/n, the familiar feeling forming inside her. spreading her legs , daniel groaned deeply at the sensation. sliding her hand down, she played with her clit but her hand was swatted away and quickly replaced with daniel’s fingers. in swift circular motions, daniel took over with his thumb, massaging her clit deeply. 

“that’s it darlin’, come on…” said daniel, breathing heavily as the feeling of release began to rise in him. in a breathless plea, daniel moaned. “cum for me, sweetheart.”

his words effected her like electricity to water, she couldn’t respond as her lips parted in laboured breathing. in a manner of seconds, something snapped in her. a flash of ecstasy filled her senses, blinding her as she screamed his name. coming down from the delicious high, y/n pulled daniel down to her, kissing him deeply as she could feel his thrusts slow down. daniel moaned into her mouth, the feeling close to snapping inside him.

“y/n, fuck, please…” moaned daniel, pulling away and breathing heavily as his head hung in by hers. y/n held her overstimulation inside, not wanting daniel to stop. wrapping her arms around his back, she dragged her nails down his back gently. in a whimper, daniel brought himself up as his hips began to stutter heavily. before he could finish, y/n wrapped her legs around his hips quickly, latching him to her. 

daniel quickly looked at her with a plea and confirmation in his eyes, with a nod from her, he felt himself let go. releasing himself into her, daniel cried out in bliss. warmth filled her cunt and she couldn’t help but moan with daniel as he thrusted slowly, riding out his high. there was a moment of silence as y/n was left with the lasting feeling of fullness and whined as it was taken from her. daniel dropped on his back beside her, hoping to settle his beating heart and laboured breathing. 

in the silence, y/n turned her head on the pillow, seeing the profile of her husband. turning on her side, she placed a hand on his chest. at her touch, she felt him shudder slightly before his eyes opened and gazed at her. his eyes were tired, but filled with love as his gaze softened once he caught her eyes. bringing his hand up, he place in on top of hers, his thumb caressing the back of her hand. 

“i love you…” whispered daniel, slurring slightly from the aftermath. y/n smiled and leaned it, placing a sweet, but long kiss on his lips. daniel immediately kissed back, moving his hand off of hers to the back of her head, deepening the kiss. pulling back after a few seconds, daniel shut his eyes and leaned their foreheads together, y/n doing the same. 

they focused on each others breathing, taking in a moment of silence as they rubbed their noses together slightly. 

“i love you, too...” said y/n, looking at him with a growing smile. daniel chuckled lightly, looking into her eyes and dropping his hand from her head to her cheek. 

“my love, my life, my light…” said daniel, watching her eyes soften to near tears, “you saved me.”

y/n couldn’t stop of a tear from falling, she sniffled quietly. “and you saved me.”

leaning in for a soft kiss, both couldn’t help from letting small tears fall. even though it had been months since the war ended, it still raged inside them. waves of pain and despair haunting their lives. but together, they saved each other, and they were eternally grateful…as god intended.

[baddingtonbitch]

Giovanni Ribisi as Irwin Wade in Saving Private Ryan (1996)

[virtualbunny]

how bout our boys reactions when YOU get jealous of someone touchin on them????

Just so y'all know, this was very rushed lol sorry 😅

Miller's squad: their reaction to you getting jealous

! gender neutral pronouns !

John Miller: Finds it a bit ridiculous, doesn't really get why you would be get jealous when you know that you're the only one he'll ever truly love. But understands in some way, jealousy is a humanly emotions and it's okay to feel it.

Mike Horvath: laughs about it, he can't take you serious if you get jealous about that but he finds it cute. Kisses you in front of the person to make a statement that he's gladly taken.

Daniel Jackson: He finds it amusing that his person can get so territorial over him. Kisses you on the cheek and says "sorry, i'm taken" to show the other person that.. well, he is taken and then you two walk away. definitely teases you a bit after.

Richard Reiben: thinks "aww cute" and smirks to himself. Shrugs the person that touches him of and pulls you in his lap to make out with you (yes in front of the person lol) to ease your jealousy and show literally everyone that he is your, and your only.

Irwin Wade: he gets upset that you're upset. He pouts his lip in your direction when he sees you looking at him bitterly. Tries as nicely as he can to get away from the person to go to you.

Stanley Mellish: Same as Jackson, finds it extremely amusing. Probably would try to get you more jealous to see what you would do. Of course he wouldn't go over board it and if you bring up that you actually hates when he does that, he won't ever do it again.

Timothy Upham: Gets lowkey scared, hates to see you and others upset but he has to priorities your emotions. So, he slips away from the persons touch and half runs to you apologizing even though it's not really his fault.

Adrian Caparzo: tells the person right away that he's taken and that his partner (you, obviously) doesn't appreciate someone touching what's theirs. He teases you about it but he also tells you that he finds your jealousy kinda sexy.

[dbphantom]

maybe i should have gone into practical effects instead of computer science...

[fizzycherrycola]

Alfred: Seems to me that God granted me a special gift; made me a fine instrument of warfare. And I just think it’d be a real shame... 

(He puts his cigarette out in the New Mexico dirt.)

Alfred: ...if I didn’t use my talents to make the world a better place.

[iceman-kazansky]

REQUESTS

Hello! I'm Iceman-Kazansky. I am a small fanfic writer. You most likely came here to find out what exactly my Request rules are and Who I write for, correct? So I won't try to come up with anything overly.. intricate to put here and will get straight to the point.

Rules:

I do not write smut whatsoever. No exceptions.

I write for exclusively x female readers, as it is easier for me.

I do not write ships. I'm terrible at them, and I don't feel comfortable with writing them.

I don't write for OCs or Pregnant readers. Anything to do with being pregnant, I can't write.

I hold the right to deny any request, and if need be I will exercise that right.

I Also might be adding on to this, so keep watch.

I write for the characters in the following fandoms:

Top Gun

All, just request and I'll try :)

Star Wars

All

The Hunger Games

Finnick Odair

80's movie characters

Kyle Reese (terminator)

Johnny Castle (Dirty Dancing)

Ren McCormack (footloose)

John Rambo (Rambo)

Marty Mcfly (back to the future)

Daniel Larusso (karate kid)

Johnny Lawrence (Karate kid)

John McClane (Die Hard 1 only)

James T. "Joker" Davis (Full Metal Jacket)

Animal Mother (Full Metal Jacket)

Saving Private Ryan

Private Jackson

Private Rieben

Corporal Upham

Private Wade

Private Ryan

Private Mellish

Private Caparzo

Detroit: Become Human

RK800 Connor

Markus

Simon (maybe?)

Band of Brothers

Almost all

Formula 1

Ayrton Senna

Michael Schumacher

Sebastian Vettel

Niki Lauda (Irl or Daniel Brühl in Rush)

Kimi Raikkonen

Mika Hakkinen (I can try)

Prompt Lists:

(Feel free to use these as inspo in a request, but don't let these restrict you!!)

Romantic prompts (list with a bunch of external lists)

Soldier x Medic prompts

Fluff:

Cute fluff prompts

Short Fluff sentence starters

Angst:

Enemies to lovers <3

Short angst sentences

Injured prompts

Angst prompts (extra stuff on the 1st Fluff list)

ᴍᴀꜱᴛᴇʀʟɪꜱᴛ || ᴛᴀɢʟɪꜱᴛ || ɴᴀᴠɪɢᴀᴛɪᴏɴ

[skz-bibi]

( 🔴 ) ... [ YOUTUBE ] STRAY KIDS: THE KITTEN INTERVIEW !

( outfit ) ...

"i'm bibi." she waved to the camera , smiling.

they all sat on the floor excitedly waiting for the kittens to come out. "are they coming?" she squealed as the small kittens entered the studio. "oh my god , they're so cute."

she picked one up , gently scratching its head. "it's so soft." she said , not sure if she'd even be focused to answer the questions.

what do you look forward to eating the most when traveling in the usa?

"Chick fil a." she said , holding the feather over the kitten's head watching it follow it. "I wish I could take that back to Korea with me sometimes."

"I wish I could take you back to Korea with me." she cooed at the cat.

what's your favorite american slang word?

"they learned about rizz a few weeks ago , it's been interesting."

if you were an action figure, which two accessories would you come with?

"my phone and chocolate."

ryan Reynolds has publicly said he's a stray kids fan , are there any other celebs you were surprised to learn were your fans?

"we recently met chris hemsworth?" chris said , telling them about their interaction at the met.

"it was sort of like playing with an older brother , imagine being picked up by the chris hemsworth." she laughed.

"oh at the vmas sabrina carpenter called me cute." she smiled. "and I tell everyone about it."

you were the first full kpop group to attend the met gala. what was the most memorable about the experience.

"I think the entire thing was memorable , growing up I would see the outfits on TV and think it was so cool , I never thought I would be able to ever attend something like that."

if you weren't an idol what job do you think you'd be good at?

"probably a track star or a actress."

what names are your members saved as in your phone? What's your group chat name?

"chris oppa" "yongbok" "lee know oppa" "han" "yenie" she pointed them out. "then bin oppa" "hyunjin" "and kim seungmo like han." she said.

what artist would be your dream collaboration?

"tyla." she smiled. "i love her so much."

what's your love language?

"hugs , I love physical touch." she hugged the kitten. "you're so cute , she nuzzled her on top of his head.

"bibi is like a koala." Felix said. "she clings to people all the time." she nodded. "it's cute."

what's your roman empire?

"What would happen to me if I just was shipped off to a private island and had to survive?" she said. "really." she nodded. "I think about it often , I don't think I'd survive because I have 0 survival instincts."

if you could put one stray kids song into a time capsule to be listened to by future generations which would you pick ?

"3rd eye." she said. "I feel like a lot of people would love that song in the future."

you've had countless comebacks, but what concepts do you want to try that you haven't done yet?

"something like muddy water, I think it would be fun to have a comeback with that old school hiphop vibe." she said.

your concert last sometimes three hours, what's the secret to maintaining stamina on stage?

"relax a bit before you go on." she said. "save all your energy for when you're on stage , cause that's when it matters."

"of course with a group like this it's hard , so I say just wing it when you're up there." they laughed. "bibi stop."

what's your workout routine?

"legs the most , I don't focus on upper body a lot , I have no interest in lifting weights , but if I'm working out with the members I'll do it just for fun."

"doesn't last long." jeongin said. "yeah because I hate it." she laughed.

what's changed the most about straykids from your rookie days to now?

"my outlook on everything , when I was a rookie I thought about everything did wrong , now I just go with the flow and hope for the best."

what's one piece of advice you'd give to your trainee self?

"it's gonna be okay."

©️SKZ-BIBI

[billthedrake]

ACCOUNTABILITY (PART TWO)

Jim felt deeply ashamed. There was the shame that he'd caved to his baser sexual urges. Even when he having conjugal relations with his wife, the married father imagined he was fucking some nubile 19 year old porn chick from the Hot Guys Fuck video. Then, as Jim got closer and closer to cumming, Jim imagined a hot, jacked college dude in bed with them, hot masculine hands touching his body while he fucked. The very forbidden notion made him cum like gangbusters. And kept him hard after.

But the real shame came from the fact that his son had more willpower than than him. After the two escalated their infractions on the Covenant Watch app, Ryan stopped looking at porn. Cold turkey, stopping as quickly as he started. There were some exchanges of eye contact between them, almost like Ryan was apologizing silently for stopping the little game the two were playing.

Jim never felt prouder of his boy. He'd imagined his role as a father was to lead his family by Christian example, and here his eldest was taking that role for him. It was humbling as hell, but Jim McCready also realized that humility was part of the church's teachings. His Ryan had led him astray almost to teach him that lesson.

And it was reassuring to have his world returned. Family life. Church twice a week, dinners together, soccer practice for the younger kids, football games on Friday.

Thanksgiving Eve was the big end of regular season for Ryan's team. Practically a high holiday in their small town. It was a close game, which only made the victory that much more thrilling. On a Ryan McCready TD catch no less.

It was a storybook end to his son's high school football career, which is what made the notifications on his phone bright and early Thanksgiving morning that much more of a surprise.

Covenant Watch showed 92 infractions.

"Fuck!" Jim thought to himself, almost saying it out loud. He was mad at Ryan, genuinely mad. This wasn't dipping his toes into sin, it was wallowing in it. And Jim was mad that Ryan was doing this only because the teen expected his father wouldn't do shit to stop him. Jim was angry he'd been made accomplice to this, because of his own weakness.

Jim slipped on some casual clothes and made his way to his study. He wasn't sure he could use the excuse of checking work emails on Thanksgiving morning, but he needed privacy.

Every video was a gay porn video. Jim began clicking on each link. There were ones of jocks with coaches, and ones with two college-looking guys fooling around. There were amateur hookup ones, and some gloryhole cocksucking vids. Jim was lightheaded as he watched each one.

He wasn't going to get through 92 of them, or close. He didn't have time. And he was too turned on. He quietly lowered his sweats and spit into his palm. He went back to one of the coach and jock ones and pressed play. Four tugs was all it took for the man to send his cum flying all over his desk.

"Fuck!" he grunted as he came down. He grabbed some Kleenex to wipe off and clean up. He felt out of control, like a teenager, like Ryan, but strangely the intense emotions of guilt were gone. A good orgasm will do that for you.

Even when his son came down for breakfast, sleepy from what was clearly a late night stroking off, Jim didn't feel self conscious. Ryan and he had more in common than he ever expected. Jim wondered if he'd have to have a talk to check in with his son.

Ryan took a private moment later that morning to lean in and whisper to his father. "I needed to treat myself after winning the game last night," he said. "Hope that's OK, Dad."

Jim McCready was in full accomplice mode now. Ryan knew he wasn't going to say anything or do anything. And the comment was as much to save face for Jim as anything.

Still, the father didn't want to let on that anything bothered him. If Ryan was gonna make Jim his accountability accomplice, he was gonna lean into it all. "With that catch buddy, you probably earned more than 92 dings."

Ryan was surprised, at first. But then broke into a smile. "That was pretty awesome, right?"

Jim clipped his son's strong back with his hand, a paternal pat of affection. "Insane, Killer..." Jim winked. "Doesn't mean you don't get out of helping out your mother today, though."

Ryan laughed. One of his duties was to help with the prep and cleanup for his mom for Thanksgiving dinner. He was kind of her go-fer for the morning. "I'll get dressed."

***

Jim felt like he'd handled it well. This was just Ryan's hormones spiking. The kid would get over his kink soon. Find his willpower again. Hopefully settle down with a steady girfriend, though Jim's doubts there were starting to nag him.

Besides, he had his own hormones out of control. He found himself with an alone moment and idly pulled out his phone. "Two can play at this, kiddo," he said quietly and pulled up Pornhub. Selected Gay setting and searched for "coach." Some of the thumbnails looked fake. 28-year old "jocks" with 30-year old "coaches." Fake sets, fake clothes. But one was real enough. Hidden camera, dim lighting, real bodies. The jock was of age, Jim reflected thankfully, but maybe a college freshman or sophomore. Bent over a standard-issue metal desk and getting railed by a beefy coach, zip up top and whistle around his neck and naked from the waist down.

Jim McCready was hard as a rock. Even after jerking off that morning, his dick pressed a thick ridge in his jeans. He didn't have time to watch more than this and over the next four minutes he forgot he was doing this to taunt Ryan. He was caught up in the fantasy and his own bodily response to watching two men fuck.

"Fuck," he hissed as he closed the vid and slid the phone back in his pocket. He was hyperventilating. He reached down to grip his boner, trying to pinch it into submission. Thinking about his work stresses or the friendly wager he had with his buddies on the Cowboys and Lions games that day.

When he was presentable, he made his way back to the family room. The younger kids were watching some movie on TV, and the domestic scene made Jim feel another pang of guilt. He had a wonderful family, a devout family, and here he and Ryan were sinning. Not just sinning, but enjoying their mutual sin.

But the father let his attention drift into the movie.

"Hey Dad," Ryan's voice said from behind him. Jim turned to see his strapping son standing there, car keys in hand. "Mom wanted me to go pick up some milk at the convenience store... need anything?"

Jim used to chastise Ryan for going out underdressed for winter weather, but the kid seemed not to have a normal relationship to cold. It might be Alabama, but it was still November. Only now the father was glad to see Ryan in just shorts and his FCA t-shirt, the gold cross necklace matching his father's. Maybe it was the way Ryan's clean-cut image hid a truly naughty side.

"I'm good, buddy," he said, trying to take his eyes off his son's lean, tall, muscular body.

Jim was still processing his thoughts after Ryan left when he felt his phone vibrate. There was a text from Ryan.

"Good taste."

It was cheeky and impertinent and just the right thing to write to turn Jim on. Somehow Ryan's text arrived right before the Covenant Watch notification. "Video watched: Pornub, Coach fucks player after the game"

Jim McCready's heart pounded. He slyly looked to make sure the family was engrossed in the TV before he typed a reply. "I would have thought 92 would have been enough for you, kiddo." Gently chastising but mostly playful.

Ryan's reply was immediate. "I'm 18, Dad. What do you think?"

Jim's throat felt tight. He was getting horny. Again. The idea of Ryan getting off multiple times a day fueled his imagination. "I think I should be stricter with you," he wrote back. Jim couldn't tell if he meant it tongue-in-cheek or earnestly.

Ryan didn't reply. Hell, for all the times he'd told his son not to text and drive, he should have been happy. But Jim worried he'd put an end to his game. And he hated that he wanted it to continue.

Ryan picked it back up when the father least expected it. There was always a flurry of activity in the McCready household as the kids helped their mother bring all the food to the table and as Jim poured the water glasses at each place setting. They were just sitting down when Ryan appeared, face flushed. His son was up to something, Jim knew, and from the buzz in his pocket, Jim had a good idea what.

"Let's say grace," he said. Then he led the family in prayer.

The meal was sweet torture for Jim. Keeping his good-father poker face on while they ate and talked. He didn't feel boner-horny but that kind of nervous energy horny. And Ryan's flitting eye contact had something else going on. The kiddo was nervous.

And when they'd finished up, Ryan offered to do Jim's normal task of cleaning up. "You go watch the game, Dad," he said. "I got this."

Jim's wife gave a look of pleasant surprise. Jim returned it the best he could but he had a feeling Ryan had an ulterior motive.

The women in the McCready household would watch Auburn football but had no use for the NFL. So Jim's wife and their two daughters got ready to go out to the park for a post-meal walk. They were always making talk about eating too much and needing to walk off their meal.

They'd barely left when Jim checked his phone. The Covenant Watch notification read: " Video watched: XVideos, Gaycest, Sauna Time." The father looked over at his two boys. Mitchell was engrossed in the game. Ryan was pretending to be, while sneaking glances over at his dad.

Jim gulped. His heart raced. This was so wrong.

Slyly he picked up his phone again and typed out a text to Ryan. "Can't wait to watch it buddy." Blushing as he did.

Ryan smiled as he read it. And quickly typed back a reply. "It's really good, Dad."

Jim was throwing hard. He didn't really want Ryan to see his boner, and he definitely didn't want Mitchell seeing it. With a lewd thought the father realized his younger son would probably grow into the studly jock looks Ryan had. But that was a ways off.

The dad slid the phone into his pocket and waited for a commercial break. His hardon had almost gone down. Almost. He stood up from the couch and made his way to the restroom. He probably didn't have a lot of time, but he needed to watch this, at least part of it.

His heart was in his throat he was so excited. The title promised the taboo material, but surely this wasn't gonna be what Jim thought it was? As he clicked and watched, it was. There wasn't any explicit dad-and-son dialogue, but the two guys were clearly cast that way, in a sauna, getting hard with each other, before sucking each other.

Jim wanted to stroke. But he was already taking longer in there than he should. If Mitchell hadn't been around, he thought with a shudder. With a pinch at the base of his prick, he willed himself into a softer state then stuffed his meat back into his briefs.

His face was flushed when he returned. Ryan noticed and had a grin. Mitchell was oblivious.

"Good?" came Ry's text.

Unconsciously, Jim nodded. But he typed anyway. "The best I've seen."

Ryan gave a darting glance over to his little brother. The jock was enjoying the sneaking around, Jim knew. Jim couldn't tell if he enjoyed that part too or if it was just uncomfortable torture.

A message came in on Jim's phone. "I've thought about that for a while."

Jim hadn't. But he knew he would now, and the idea Ryan had perved on him only made the idea hotter. "Yeah buddy?" he typed, now getting into the flirtation.

"You have no idea Dad." Ryan's cocky expression was giving way to a shy one.

Jim grinned now. "Maybe you can tell me sometime."

"I'd like that sir."

Jim McCready was boned now. Full on hard. He angled his body so Mitch couldn't see. But he spread his legs so Ryan could.

The high school senior smirked and did his own manspreading. There was a hard ridge riding up his son's loose shorts.

Just then the front door opened, the sound coming in from the other room. The women were back.

***

Ryan woke up late. He'd stayed up edging before finally shooting a huge load. It wasn't quite 92 videos this time, but it was a couple dozen. And some incest porn stories. He was a little mad at himself for even denying himself porn before.

He had to laugh at his morning wood now. His father had actually eyed up his cock. And shown his own. Ryan leaned up in bed. Plenty of time to take care of his needs later. Maybe he and Dad could tease each other some more. Ryan was VERY surprised at how this had escalated. Maybe the acorn doesn't fall far from the tree.

And, as he checked his phone, there were 117 Covenant Watch infractions. Most incest themed, at least the top listings. Ryan didn't bother to scroll through them all.

"Fuck!" he gasped.

He got dressed and made his way down to the kitchen. It was empty and he could see why. It was 10 AM. His mom and sisters liked to hit the Black Friday sales. Ryan wandered through the house. He had a good idea where his father was. Indeed as he approached his father's study, he saw the door cracked. He gave a quick knock.

"Come in, buddy," came his father's voice.

His dad was seated as his desk, in his preppy polo shirt that molded to his fit muscular upper body. From where Ryan stood he wasn't sure what his father was wearing below the waist, but the man's hand was down at his crotch, clearly jerking off while he held the phone in his other hand.

Jim looked up at him with a horny look. "Mitchell's over at his friend's, the girls are gone... it's just us, Killer." The tone was jocular but with a raspy edge to it.

"Yeah?" Ryan asked. The implications setting in.

Jim nodded and with a fateful motion he set down his phone and stood up. The man was indeed naked beyond the polo, and a thick hard ridge of dad meat stood up, a slight curve to the otherwise ramrod straight boner.

"Fuck!" his son gasped. Any retreat of his morning wood was giving way to a renewed hardon.

Jim's heart raced. This was so wrong, and he couldn't even believe he was doing this. Showing off his cock to Ry. But the young stud had worked him up, enraged him as surely as waving a red flag at an angry bull. The father's libido was now out of control. "You wanted to see me, right?"

Ryan nodded. He'd been the one to push the envelope so it was wild to see his father take the initiative like this. Silently he pushed his own shorts down, over his matching teen boner.

"Nice..." Jim grinned. "You're hotter than those porn dudes," he added.

Ryan could barely speak he was so horny. "You, too. I mean... fuck!"

Jim walked around, slowly, his thick hard paternal dick waving some with his steps. "We got a few hours alone, buddy."

Ryan was moving toward his dad, too. Was this really gonna happen? The touch of his father's hand on his hip was the first indication it would. Then a second later, their dicks touched, two McCready cocks making contact.

"God help me, son," Jim hissed as leaned in and turned his head just slightly before his lips pressed against Ryan's.

The jock was light headed as he felt his father's tongue trace his lips, then press into Ryan's opening mouth. It was his first french kiss was a dude, and it was his own dad. The videos of incest had been hot as fuck, but this was on another level. Pure mindblowing thrill. He hissed back and started feeling up any bit of his dad's body he could.

Jim was doing the same, humping Ryan's hard crotch and feeling up the kid's bare ass. "My room or yours buddy?" the man finally asked with a bedroom voice Ryan had never heard from his father. It was one that could have barely imagined. Sultry, deep, and playful.

"God, yours, Dad," he hissed. It was SO wrong to fool around in his parent's bed, and yet that's what Ryan wanted.

Jim grinned at that and gave Ryan's rump a light slap. For 18, the kid had an amazing rump, muscular and thick. "Naughty boy," he hissed. "My room it is."

Ryan's heart was pounding double time as his Dad led the way. Jim had an incredible ass, too, meatier and thicker with age. But his father was in shape and still a total stud. The two stripped down completely before the man sat on the bed's edge and pulled Ryan's cock body toward him. They kissed in that position a second, before Jim grunted and used his strength to leverage his football jock son up and on to the mattress.

Ryan was seeing a new Jim McCready, and feeling his father in all the man's nakedness too, as Jim climbed on top of his son, kissing and mauling every inch of the younger flesh.

"Dad," Ryan grunted. So turned on, but his mind racing a million miles an hour. "We could get caught."

"Fuck yeah we could," Jim growled before covering his son's mouth with his own. Again, that deep tongue kiss, more urgent than before. Jim McCready was full-on enraged with lust and it was rubbing off on Ryan. The older man had a grin when he finally pulled back. "But we're probably not gonna."

Already his was using his legs to push his son's legs apart. "You cherry, Ry?" he asked in a throaty rasp.

Ryan nodded. He was nervous but harder than he'd ever been in his life. Feeling his dad's body, seeing his dad's cock, and witnessing his dad's sexual hunger. That gold cross necklace a reminder of his father's outstanding public persona, a contrast to the sin they were committing now. "Yes, sir."

That answer made Jim's nostrils flare in excitement. Already he was reaching over for lube in the nightstand. It didn't get a lot of use. His and Kelly's sex life was normal, vanilla, and while Jim resorted to masturbation some he kept his habit in check. At least until lately.

"You can say no anytime, Ryan," he said, the father role returning, even as he applied the liquid to his son's jock hole.

"I want it, Dad," Ryan answered, his body breaking into goosebumps to feel his Dad's finger circle then penetrate his tight sphincter. He looked down at where Jim's arm was wedged between his spread legs and back up into this dad's hungry eyes. "I'm scared," the teen added. "But I want it."

Jim nodded. His finger pressed in and out slowly. "I got ya buddy. I just want this SO bad." He leaned in and kissed his boy while he fingered Ryan with a second digit. Then a third.

They didn't extend the foreplay. They were too worked up, and they'd been building up to this for the last 24 hours.

Ryan wish it didn't hurt, but the penetration stung.

"There, buddy," Jim said, the softer side of his bedroom voice coming out. "I'm inside in ya, Killer. Inside my son."

"Fuck, Dad," Ryan gasped. The psychological side of the incest fuck was winning out over the physical sensation.

More dad dick was sliding in him. "This is what you wanted right? What you wanted when you first sent me those videos?"

Ryan pulled his legs wider. Trying to accept his father inside him. He needed every inch of his dad now. "I don't know. Is this what you wanted when you set up the accountability buddies thing?"

Jim bottomed out and wildly kissed his son again. Not a protracted kiss, but deep. He pulled back with a leer on his face. Already his was pumping Ryan, fucking him. "I had no fucking idea, Killer. No idea how depraved I was."

"I like you depraved, Dad." Ryan said, maybe louder than he should. But they had the house to themselves. Hopefully.

His dad's hips pumped faster. The physicality of the cock thrusting in and out felt good to Ryan, the harshness turning into a pleasant intensity that made his ass and cock and hole buddy buzz.

"You got it, Ry. Gonna be hard to keep my hands off you." The man was losing focus, the pleasure and tightness of Ryan's ass getting him close so soon. He paused and reached over for the lube again. He'd watched this in the videos, the bottom jerking off while getting fucked. He wanted his son to get off, too, like one of those porn dudes.

The second Ryan's hand wrapped around his lubed prick, the sensations in his ass felt night and day different. No longer challenging, every movement of his father's cock, whether small or deeper, made his cock feel more pleasurable.

"Go for it, buddy," Jim urged. Fucking faster, leaning in more to gaze down into Ryan's youthful handsome face. The father was gonna cum any minure, any second, but he hoped his son would get there too.

"Fuck me Dad!" the jock cried, his toes curling and his body entering a deep O.

"God yeah, Ry! Shoot it!" Jim watched in excitement as heavy ropes of white cum shot out and landed on Ryans' mostly smooth ripped torso.

Three more hard shoves was all it took for Jim to unload. Ass fucking was so different than sex with Kelly. Jim was addicted.

The father and son made out, clinging to one another while the dad's prick slowly softened and retreated it.

Jim was in tender lover mode as he stroked Ryan's hair and held the boy close. "So.. I got your cherry...."

"Yes, sir," Ryan said. It was wild the number hormones did on you, the teen thought. Making you hard charging one minute, clingy the next. He'd experienced this with girls, but with his dad it was a hundred times deeper. "I'm glad you got it."

"I'm going to hell," Jim said, half a joking comment but the religious misgivings were real and coming on strong.

"It'll be worth it," Ryan said softly. "Please... don't freak out on me, Dad."

Jim gave a smile and patted Ryan's warm chest. "OK, no freaking out, buddy. Promise." He looked up at the clock. "We have maybe two hours. Wanna get showered off?"

Ryan nodded. He was glad his father helped him up off the bed. The jock felt surprisingly drained from the sex.

The energy came back as they shared a shower, though. Sudsing and rinsing each other. Kissing each other beneath the spray. Getting hard again. Jim held his son and pulled the wet warm athletic body toward his. The kid was right. Hell would be worth it. His hands snaked down to cup Ryan's bubble ass, a finger digging in naughtily.

"How you doing down there, Killer?" Jim asked, concern but also flirtation in his voice. The father felt very honored to have taken his stud son's anal virginity.

Ryan gave a soft grin. "Empty, sir."

Jim let out a soft grunt. He kissed Ryan, harder, then pulled off and turned the football jock around.

Ryan knew what was happening and he wanted it. Who knows how often he and Dad would have the chance for this. He braced one arm against the tile wall and reached back to pull one cheek apart, letting his father in.

Jim was fuck hard now, and quickly sudsed up for lubrication. The entry was easy now, Ryan now learning how to relax.

Ryan grunted a grunt of pleasure. His dad hit some amazing spot deep inside him. "Yes," he hissed just as he felt his dad's lips kiss the back of his neck.

"It's like fucking honeymoon sex," Jim growled. Thrusting into his boy once more.

It was a thrill to hear his dad curse and get that bedroom voice. But Ryan's head also went to the idea of his dad fucking his mother on their honeymoon. Maybe that's when Ryan was conceived...

Their pairing was less verbal as the men communicated with their bodies. Jim's slow but urgent pump in and out of Ryan's ass, the father's hands caressing and holding the jock's wet muscle. Ryan arching his back in just the right position to be taken.

Jim came alone this time. His muscular middle aged body thrusting more spasmodically into his son's smoother one, the grip around Ryan's torso getting tighter and more possessive as he nutted inside his son's bare ass for a second time. Then the soft kisses and relaxation returning.

"God, Dad," Ryan whined. He so turned on. He never wanted this feeling to end yet he also needed to get off.

There was that light smack again as Jim withdrew. "Turn around," came the back of an order.

Ryan complied automatically, showing off a hardon that was matched in size and shape to his father's. Not a twin, but clearly related.

Already Jim was crouching down in the shower, the spray soaking his hair as he leaned in and swallowed his boy's prick.

"Yeah!" Ryan gasped. He was so primed it wasn't going to take long. Just six or so bobs of his father's mouth on his cock did it. Ryan was spurting hard and heavy into Jim's craw.

The jock didn't know what to expect but he watched as his dad clearly swallow it all. The man had a proud look on his face when he finally stood up too. "All right, let's get dressed. I better air out the bedroom too."

Ryan was concerned that the post-nut business-like vibe was his Dad's way of feeling guilty. Or dealing with the guilty. As he went back to his room and got properly dressed, Ry felt like he should be feeling guilty himself. But he wasn't. He went to his father's study and gathered his and his dad's shorts and brought them and his father's phone to him.

"No one can fucking know," Jim said. Not harshly but clearly needing to say it.

"Of course, Dad. Jesus."

Jim smiled and patted Ryan's arm. "You've certainly grown into a fine looking man."

Ryan grinned back. He could see a glint in his dad's eyes. "You wanting round three, sir?"

Jim laughed. "Can't fucking risk it, buddy. But yeah..."

An idea occurred to him. "Why don't you keep a watch?"

That got the dad excited. "You mean?"

Ryan nodded. So Jim stepped to the bedroom window, where he could peer out onto the driveway.

Meanwhile his son knelt down and started unzipping his father's jeans. The dick was plump and firmed out completely in Ryan's fingers.

"Oh yeah, buddy," Jim hissed. Ryan had about as much technique as he did - not a lot - but it didn't matter. His kid was eager and the idea of getting a Ryan McCready blowjob had Jim getting close in due order.

"I'm gonna blow," that bedroom voice hissed. A warning.

Ryan kept at it, though, sucking a little faster and trying to take another inch of his dad's cock into his throat. The whole experience was incredible. He didn't even know if he'd enjoy sucking another guy remotely like he did his father.

The cum shot wasn't heavy. Just a spurt and some dribbles. But Ryan was tasting his dad's cum for the first time. Sweet and briny. He knew he'd want more in the future.

He finally backed off to see his dad grinning down on him, even as the man was already tucking himself back into his jeans. "That, young man, was amazing." He looked out the window. "Fuck!" he grunted.

Ryan didn't need to be told. He got up and made his way down to the family room. He turned on the TV and found some ESPN channel, right before he heard his mom and sisters walk in.

"You're dressed," his mother said when she saw Ryan. "I thought you might sleep in the whole day." Then, "Where's your dad?"

Ryan shrugged, playing dumb. "I don't know. In his study, maybe."

Already his sisters were rushing past with shopping bags, acknowledging their older brother, but barely.

Ryan's phone buzzed. He saw he had a message from his friend Kyle. But the latest one was from his father. "Thank you, buddy. I owe ya."

Ryan smiled. Then another message came in. "James McCready, Covenant Watch app removed."

"You dog," Ryan quietly said to himself. Then proceeded to remove the app on his own phone.

[imamotherfuckingstar-lord]

imagine bucky being grumpy

His stares were wearing you down; eyes dark and narrow, watching from across the private plan. Trying to remain hyperfocus on the novel resting on your lap, you chose to simply ignore Mr. Bucky Barnes. 

And you would have continued the whole trip, but turbulence hit the small aircraft and you jumped. Within seconds, a warm arm was around your shoulder and Bucky was asking if you were okay.

Looking up from the book, you noticed his dark eyes lighten and you smiled. “So all it took was some turbulence for you to finally speak to me?”

The man groaned but a smile pulled from the corner of his mouth. “Well, maybe don’t fall asleep on the couch again and I won’t be grumpy.”

You laughed and pushed him away. “I was watching Saving Private Ryan and fell asleep half way through! I asked if you wanted to watch...”

“I lived it, I’m good,” he joked.

Eyes widening at his dark humor, you asked if he could ever see it in his heart to forgive you. He leaned back into the seat and crossed his arms, clicking his tongue only once before you smacked him. Bucky laughed and quickly pulled you into his side, kissing you firmly on the forehead.

“No more sleeping on the couch, got it?”

You held out a pinky and he did the same, the metal cool against your skin. “Promise.”

[marybeatriceofmodena]

What was that crazy music video type thing you included on that post about ALW being an ass to Patti Lupone? I have never seen that before and I am both intrigued and horrified. I only recently got into Phantom, and all this craziness is just delighting me. 😂

For context, this is the video referred to in this ask:

This was a promo video done in 1985 (I think), to promote Phantom. Those are the original lyrics by Richard Stilgoe, which he wrote before Charles Hart was involved. You'll recognize a few here and there, but a lot of them are... weird, to say the least (weird enough for Cameron "Satan" Mackintosh to tell ALW to either find someone to help out Stilgoe, either outright fire him, or else he wouldn't produce Phantom anymore. And given it was proving to be a VERY costly show to make, even ALW knew losing CamMack was a no-no).

The staging is also different, because Trevor Nunn was the director at this point. And that's another funny (HA) story: ALW and Cameron Mackintosh had initially got Hal Prince to direct. And for those of you who don't know, Hal Prince is basically to musicals what Steven Spielberg is to cinema. He directed some of the most successful musicals of the latter half of the 20th century: Evita, Sweeney Todd, Fiddler on the Roof, West Side Story, Cabaret, Company... and that's the list of musicals I know even the uninitiated will recognize. So one day, on a whim, ALW decided to fire Hal Prince, which went about as well as you might expect: ALW chickened out of the dinner where he and CamMack were supposed to break the news to him, which led to CamMack having to sheepishly break the news to Hal Prince, who stormed out furious (AS HE SHOULD). Again, imagine yourself firing Steven Spielberg from making Saving Private Ryan and replacing him with, I dunno, the Russo brothers because The Avengers made a shit ton of money.

Why? My guess is that Hal Prince had the balls to tell ALW to stick it whenever he'd bring bad ideas on the table, so ALW basically decided to replace Hal Prince with the director for one of his previous musicals, Trevor Nunn (who is a decent director, mind you, making the comparison to the Russo brothers a little harsh).

Which musical was it, mind you? CATS.

IT ALWAYS COMES BACK TO CATS.

And Steve Harley? He was a rock singer who got picked up along the way because they urgently needed someone to play the Phantom in the music video, and full offense but he's a worse singer than Gerald Butler in my opinion, and at least the latter could actually act. ALW realized that they needed someone else, and he basically smuggled the score to a comedic actor called Michael Crawford, who had some prior experience singing in musicals (he's in the film adaptations of A Funny Thing Happened on the Way to the Forum and Hello Dolly, if you're interested), but he wasn't exactly the guy you'd think of for the Phantom? Thankfully, he proved everyone who might have doubted him wrong, and amazingly at that, but he was a gamble at the time nonetheless.

And as you may guess, the music video was kind of poorly received, and Trevor Nunn worked on a little musical called Les Misérables, which got piss poor reviews and ALW was at the head of them (CLASS ACT, THAT FELLOW). But the uneducated, unwashed plebs loved it so I guess that's the reason why it's still playing today, and not because it's one of the most beautiful scores ever written for musical theatre, summing up a 1,000 book perfectly and conveying emotions that could make angels cry, nah. /s Anyway, that led to ALW firing Trevor Nunn, and begging Hal Prince to come back, and he agreed - which really goes to show how gracious he is because I would have laughed in ALW's face.

And what happened to Steve Harley, you may ask? He found out with a call from CamMack that he was fired, with no explanation whatsoever, and it was only later that he found out Michael Crawford had replaced him. I mean, was it for the best? Yeah. Do I still feel kind of bad for Steve Harley? Yeah.

So yeah, thank your lucky stars Hal Prince, Charles Hart and Michael Crawford agreed to be in this. I'd also add Maria Bjornson, but I really wonder now how she got involved in the first place because if that came from ALW, that might be the single best decision he ever made in his entire life. But I don't have any trust in him whatsoever to pull that off lmao

[underthebrightmooninterests]

5 Amazing K-drama’s you might not have seen (kdrama recommendations)

These are all from the past few years and are all relatively recent.

#1: Flower Of Evil

Flower of Evil: 2020, 16 episodes

crime, romance

main leads: Lee Joon Gi & Moon Chae Won

summary: Although Baek Hee Sung is hiding a dark secret surrounding his true identity, he has established a happy family life and a successful career. He is a loving husband and doting father to his young daughter. But his perfect façade begins to crumble when his wife, Cha Ji Won, a homicide detective, begins investigating a string of serial murders from 15 years ago. Ji Won notices changes in Hee Sung’s behavior and begins to wonder if he could possibly be hiding something from her

Why i love it: I’ve been watching K-dramas for years and this drama is probably my favorite that I’ve ever seen. From the acting to the cinematography to the amazing plot twists. A female lead that isn’t annoying and dumb, a plot that isn’t unnecessarily dragged out and side characters as fleshed out and interesting as the main characters. Anyone with an interest in crime or action dramas has to have seen this masterpiece.

#2: Her Private Life

Her Private Life: 2019, 16 episodes

office romance, comedy

main leads: Park Min Young & Kim Jae Wook

summary:  A dedicated professional, Sung Deok Mi lives for her work as an art gallery curator. Devoting herself to her work, she is exceptional in every way, save one. Beneath that cool, professional facade, Deok Mi carries a dark secret. A secret she desperately wants to keep from the world. A secret that has driven lovers away. A secret that rules every moment of her personal life... 

Sung Deok Mi is the ultimate Cha Shi An fangirl. The devoted manager of a Shi An fansite, Deok Mi eats, breathes, and sleeps for Shi An. He is her sun, her moon. Her entire universe revolves around him. This is the secret Deok Mi must hide from the world. And hide it she does. At least until Ryan Gold, the art gallery’s new director, saunters into her life. A once famous painter, the former artist turned director considers himself an indifferent being, unconcerned with the lives of others. But when he uncovers Deok Mi’s secret, everything changes.

Why i love it: I HATE love triangles with a burning passion and haven’t seen popular dramas like ‘Love Alarm’ or ‘True Beauty’ purely because I feel like the love triangle is going to drive me insane. But ‘Her private life’ did the impossible and not only managed to make me still love the show despite the love triangle. But they also showed me how, if done right, a love triangle can be really fun! I genuinely like all the characters in this and I love how mature they go about the dynamics between the characters. And seeing a plot where the female lead is a fangirl and it’s not portrayed in a way that I feel like is offensive, makes the little fangirl inside of me really happy. All around this is a cute drama with just the right amount of angst. Every fangirl deserves a partner like Ryan Gold.

#3: Ghost doctor

Ghost doctor: 2022, 16 episodes

medical, fantasy, comedy

main leads: Jung Ji Hoon (Rain) & Kim Bum

summary: Cha Young Min is a genius doctor, with excelling skills at surgery, but he is arrogant and selfish. One day, he gets involved in an accident and due to this, his spirit possesses another doctor's body, Seung Tak. These two doctors are complete opposites, with opposite personalities and medical abilities. 

Young Min is arrogant and cold-blooded, only cares about his career and doesn't care about any of his patient's personal stories. Seung Tak is the luckiest and richest resident doctor whose grandfather is the founder of Myung-shin hospital and whose mother is the chairman of the hospital. Never wanting to be a good doctor, he becomes possessed by a ghost doctor.

Why I love it: I’ve always liked both Rain and Kim Bum as actors and I closely followed all their projects. So you can imagine my excitement when I discovered they were going to do a drama together. I mostly just love the concept of this drama. It pulls off the buddy comedy and fantasy elements perfectly. And even the emotional heartfelt moments and plot twists hit home the way they should. At the core of this story is the bromance between Rain and Kim Bum and I think the drama does a good job at making sure that the love-plotline doesn’t steal the attention away from it. All around, it’s a cute and funny drama that I have rewatched a few times and enjoyed every time.

#4: Under the Queen’s Umbrella

Under the Queen’s Umbrella: 2022, 16 episodes

historical, comedy, political

main lead: Im Hwa Ryung

summary: Within the palace exist troublemaking princes who cause nothing but headaches for the royal family and are about to be turned into proper crown princes. Their mother, Im Hwa Ryeong, is the wife of a great king. But instead of having an aura of elegance and grace, she is a prickly, sensitive, and hot-tempered queen. Once more serene, she changed since people kept pushing her buttons. She is a queen who sometimes abandons her pride and is even known to swear! Every day of her life is full of trials, but she withstands them all, for the sake of her children.

Why I love it: This is one of those dramas that I find difficult to describe. I intially scrolled past this on Netflix every time because the summary just didn’t appeal to me even though I love historical dramas. But then I saw someone on twitter talk about how underrated the show was and I decided to check it out. OMG, I can’t tell you happy I am that this person tweeted about it. The relationship between the queen and all her son’s and the way she steps up for them is just so *chef’s kiss*. Acting, cinematography, plot, this drama isn’t missing anything in my book.

#5: Weak Hero class 1

Weak Hero Class 1: 2022, 8 episodes

Action, school

main lead: Park Ji Hoon & Choi Hyun Wook & Hong Kyung

summary: Yeon Shi Eun is a model student who ranks at the top of his high school. Physically, Yeon Shi Eun appears weak, but by using his wits and psychology, he fights against the violence that takes place inside and outside of his school.

Why I love it: I’m not a very emotional person and don’t cry easily at things. But when I tell you that this drama BROKE ME. Omg, my sister and I were in shock for like three days after watching it. This drama is based on a webtoon and the show was so memorable that for the first time in my life I started reading a webtoon. This show centers around the friendship of the three main leads and how they deal with bullies, gangs and abuse. It’s been months since I first saw it and it’s still often on my mind. Definitelly recommended but maybe not to the faint of heart lol.

[virtualbunny]

Okay can you make a Head Cannon and the scenario is after the most grueling weeks of basic training stationed in England just right before they shipped out to France but the Ol' Miller's Squad and they need a little bit of R&R because they are so exhausted so they found this quaint local Pub and they encountered very pretty but very lonely ladies can you make a scenario of each of the squad members attribute it to their personalities how would they react to each girl asking them to dance to flirt or whatever which character can you do that thank you.

yes of course, sorry for late replay 🫶

Miller's squad: their reaction to a girl flirting and asking to dance with them

! she/her pronouns !

John Miller: he's a bit "eh.. do I have too?", he doesn't say it out loud of course but you can tell from his face expression and body language. After some small begging and encouragement from the group in the back (who keeps giving him thumps up and kissing faces) he agrees to it. He hates to admit it but he enjoys it a lot.. especially the flirting.

Mike Horvath: has to think for a couple minuets and looks over at Miller for "permission" and Millers like "wtf yes go dance with her?" and so he does. Probably ends up hooking up a bit in a corner.

Daniel Jackson: he's a southern gentleman obviously. A secretly kinky southern gentleman. He won't admitted though. When the lady askes him to dance he says "yes m'am", it's you know a little flirtatious but the more he gets into it and the more she flirts the more risky he feels. Whispers stuff in her ear " wanna take this some where private" etc. slowly kissing her neck and under her jaw. You can probably guess what happens next.

Richard Reiben: No lady has to ask him, he will just agree to it in a second, especially if she's a gorgeous girl. Makes out on the dance floor and flirts back even more (and riskier) than her, they end up leaving the dance floor to lock themselves in the bathroom stalls to... you know... but anyways both of them nearly got kicked out of the pub for being to sexual, loud and drunk and everything between that.

Irwin Wade: again, he's also a bit squeamish but gains confidence when he thinks "what would Reiben do?". He tries to be all dominant but he's a little bit to nervous so she ends up taking the lead on the dance floor. But on the other hand, he's actually quite good at flirting, more romantically than sexually though.

Stanley Mellish: confidence is key. He likes it, he also has no filter so the minute she walks up to flirting and asking him to dance he will straight up ask if she wants to sleep with him and that she "arouses" him. Of course he'll ask in a more subbtle way and not in a Reiben "hey wanna fuck" way.

Timothy Upham: deadass has no rizz game. He'll go all giggly when a single lady starts flirting with him especially when she wants to dance. He's not that good at dancing nor flirting but he tries his best and gains a bit of an ego. during a dance break he'll buy her a drink and most likely ask for her number.

Adrian Caparzo: finds it cute. He'll agree to dance and he will subtlety flirt but won't ask to sleep with them because that's not what his parents taught him to be like but of course he'll agree to do it if she asks or hints at it.

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Honestly, I’d kill to be able to watch Saving Private Ryan on theaters, it already has fantastic sounds on my laptop’s speakers, so I can only imagine how superb it would be like with actual top notch audio equipment.

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gotta celebrate @footprintsinthesxnd in the first place!!! we love you so much! keep it up!!

Aww thank you so much lovely. You’re so kind.

I want to give a massive shoutout to everyone who have been so generous and recommended so many wonderful blogs.

But there are a few shoutouts I’d like to do of my own too for some amazing people that haven’t been mentioned yet.

Firstly massive shoutout to my best friend @georgieluz. Julian is honestly a gem, he’s an angel, I love him. Not only is he one of the sweetest people every he’s such a funny guy and his running commentary of to shows always makes my day 100 times better. I love you Julian.

Next huge shoutout to @ronsparky. Jess has recommended so many wonderful blogs for this event and she is one of the sweetest, most lovely people ever. She also has some amazing wips coming up. Here is the link to her masterlist where you can find all her amazing fics,

Next @iceman-kazansky has written some beautiful Band of Brothers, Top Gun, Saving Private Ryan fics and many others. And let me tell you there is not enough Saving Private Ryan fics out there. Please head over and check out her masterlist.

Next is @yeahcurrahhe-e honestly Emily is an inspiration and someone I highly admire. Their work is so beautifully crafted and they are the kind of writer I can only imagine being. I have linked their masterlist here and if you don’t yet follow them please head over to their blog and do so asap.

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Watching Saving Private Ryan for the first time. There’s a guy named Mellish. I have no evidence for this but I’m imagining they named Melshi after him in Rogue One

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I just got home from seeing Oppenheimer.  There is a lot ot unpack, and I won’t be unpacking it here.  I need more time to process and a rewatch; check back with me in six months.

My overall impression: satisfyingly bleak.  There were moments where I found myself feeling anxious for the titular character and asking myself why I felt anxious.  He’s a complicated character.  He’s not a hero; he’s not a villain; apparently that’s more than a lot of people can handle.  Cillian Murphy convincingly portrays him at every age from his 20s to his 80s, and I’m not even surprised.

I loved Emily Blunt as Kitty Oppenheimer.  She’s so caustic and miserable.  She hates being a mother, and that’s not there to make her Look Evil (what would it even mean to Look Evil in this movie tbh)?)  We see her pregnant with their second child and my first thought was Christ, Kitty not again and, for once, that felt like the correct response.  She never lets her husband off easy for a single mistake, and yet she stays with him through all of the everything, and I love that for them.

I could’ve done without Florence Pugh’s character altogether.  I could’ve never imagined saying that before today.  Honestly, Christopher Nolan, what the hell?

I absolutely ate up all the Mean Girl Scientist antics.  Academics.  You can’t live with them, and you can’t kill them (a fact mourned by several characters over the course of the movie).

There are too many characters, and it is an issue. Where was Josh Hartnett? Apparently, I have no idea what he looks like in spite of over a decade of seeing him onscreen.  Meanwhile, I would recognize my beloved David Krumholtz anywhere, and he’s probably my favorite character (except maybe Kitty Oppenheimer) You feed the skinny scientist? Twice? Hearteyes forever.

Finally, I always feel ambivalent about seeing movies in the theater. I like not having to wait to read/talk about the thing; I like being subject to the reactions of random strangers much less.  The only verbal response I remember was the one guy who chuckled at Truman’s line “Don’t let that crybaby back in here” after Oppenheimer says he feels like he has blood on his hands.  I thought it was the most chilling moment in the movie, but this is North Georgia, so . . . rah rah America, I guess.

Having seen this, I’m still baffled that people are talking about it like it’s the latest U.S military propaganda Saving Private Ryan, We Were Soldiers conservative wet dream.  The fact remains, though, that you can make anything rah rah America if you overlook enough and are delusional enough.  I expect to read many more frustrating takes and will probably be back to write about Oppenheimer again at a later date.