#truly he's a masterclass of:

[spicyvampire]

Great and Tyme being worried about each other

4MINUTES (2024) EP. 5

[magnusbae]

"...You had to be able to show too much of yourself. You had to be just a little bit more honest than you were comfortable with. And if people judged you, if they felt they knew who you were, that was just something that you were going to have to live with. And what was strange is, once I started doing that, and I was expecting to be judged, or shunned, or people’s opinions or to have to deal with things, what I discovered was, actually, their opinions were, we really like this. We love this story. That’s a good story. It felt huge. It felt personal. And I realized that’s because I was being honest about me.“ —Neil Gaiman

[thelioncourts]

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[downtherabbitholewithlucy]

Psst...

IT'S WES BORLAND WEDNESDAY

[barcaislifeee]

no way i just watched us struggle for a tie against a relegation club

[hoesamo]

Daikoku sprinting for his life away from Benten is so fucking funny I can’t

[omarfor-orchestra]

When will my husband (Romeo & Giulietta ama e cambia il mondo) come back from war (hiatus apparently also all the actors are doing something else now)

[adreamoverlife]

Crazy how qsmp showed us some of the worst Minecraft players of all time. Just complete nonsense. An absolute masterclass of no thoughts just vibes. Charlie Slimecicle doesn’t know how to make a backpack. Missa ate soap in an attempt at rp. I once saw Kameto try to make a boat by putting wood in a chest plate shape over and over and he genuinely looked like he was about to cry. Whatever’s wrong with Antoine. Truly nothing like it.

[airplanefoodblackmarket]

I hope it doesn’t get lost in the hype that Joe Biden is truly one of the greatest Americans ever. Just the depth and breadth of that man’s whole career, his indelible kindness, all the good causes he’s championed over the years, the way he’s been able to reevaluate his positions and embrace growth and change with the times, the sheer amount of good he was able to do with just one term in office, half of it with a divided congress. He’s just so good. He exudes goodness. The quintessential Public School brat with a chip on his shoulder showing up all those Private School D.C. denizens and teaching a masterclass on how to be a fundamentally good man. Truly a world-class human being. I’m going to miss him so much. I wish he didn’t have to go.

[fangswbenefits]

Breakfast in Bed

𓂅 𓄹 Summary: Miguel wakes you up to breakfast in bed.

𓂅 𓄹 Pairing: Miguel O’Hara x spider-woman!reader

18+. Lactation + breastfeeding kink. Fangs. Hungry Miguel. Also an unexpected lesson in Biology from yours truly. Loosely based on this ask.

By the time your eyes fluttered open to the faint light that poured through the blinds, you realised you were in a bit of a predicament.

1. You had woken up with a throaty moan.

2. Your clit was suddenly pulsing lightly.

3. A very much naked Miguel O’Hara was on top of you, latching greedily around one nipple.

“Good morning to you, too,” you giggled with a yawn, stretching out your arms and legs under him.

A pair of half-hooded crimson eyes met yours. You could get lost in those, especially that look on his handsome face. It was such an ego booster to have Miguel O’hara being so needy for you in the bedroom.

“Is this your definition of breakfast in bed?” you asked as you reached out to brush a strand of hair from his forehead.

Miguel was also extremely greedy.

He didn’t let go of your nipple until you arched into him with a sigh.

Two strong and broad arms lifted him from your breast, so he could hover above you with a devious grin, lips dripping with milk as the faint tips of his fangs peeked through.

“You do know I can sense your heart rate,” he said in a low voice, lowering his face to have droplets of milk drip onto your lips. “Go on… taste yourself,” he whispered.

Your heart skipped a beat. Or several. You couldn’t be sure. Reflexively, you allowed your tongue to swipe along your lower lip to collect the droplets of your own sweet milk.

Miguel smirked as he settled between your legs, and you gasped as his cock settled between your already wet folds.

“Don’t be greedy and drink all of it,” you teased.

He pressed a trail of wet kisses along your cheek until he reached your ear. “The more milk I drink, the more you’ll produce,” he said. “So you do need me to be greedy.”

Ah, of course. A masterclass in Biology from Miguel O’Hara himself. What more could one ask for? But what truly made your insides melt in adoration was the fact that he was absolutely correct.

“A lesson in Biology this early in the morning?”

He let out a strained grunt, moving his body down along yours again, pressing hungry kisses across one breast, deliberately avoiding the nipple.

You gasped lowly as his cock began to slide at an excruciatingly slow pace.

“Milk production is directly tied to stimuli,” he went on in between kisses. “We have - need to increase that rush of oxytocin and prolactin.”

Although his words were true, you couldn’t help but to giggle. “Oh, so this is just you being purely altruistic, hm?”

He hummed against your warm skin, the underside of his cock dragging deliciously against your swollen clit.

“You’re just making sure our daughter has enough supply.”

“Of course,” he said as his tongue lapped at your nipple to taste the beads that poured from it. “Father of the year.”

This man would be the death of you. In just under five minutes he had managed to get you closer and closer to the edge with just how smug he could be.

“Indeed…” you moaned approvingly.

One hand came to squeeze your other breast and he quickly moved to the side to latch on to it with blinding hunger. Your hands flew to his hair and you kept swaying your hips against his cock, feeling strings of precum pool against your clit.

Your fingers clenched around locks of his hair for support.

“Always so selfless,” you said, knowing that praise was still the easiest and quickest way to both his heart and cock alike. “What would be of us without you?”

He picked up on your teasing tone and two fangs began to poke gently at your senstive skin.

He was good. Too good.

But life had a way of being ironic, and the baby monitor suddenly lit up, alerting both of you that your baby daughter had woken up.

Miguel grunted against you, reluctantly tearing himself from your swollen nipple, milk pouring from the corners of his mouth and down his chin and neck. You glanced down to where his cock had settled between your folds, knowing fully well he was beyond annoyed that this session was cut short.

Even through the haze of pleasure, you managed to laugh, caressing a flushed cheek. “Go on, Miguel. Go be father of the year.”

You using his own words against him had him mumble a string of profanities in Spanish.

Masterlist

[biceratops7]

I’m gonna SCREAM-

We’ve already established as a fandom that Metatron could teach a masterclass on gas lighting, but I wanna talk about how he specifically validates the things Aziraphale cares for while simultaneously devaluing them under the surface.

First off, this moment?

Tells us everything we need to know. It sets the scene for exactly the games Metatron is playing. He makes Muriel feel important while openly insulting them (flat out calling them stupid), aka seamlessly reinforcing the idea that they’re less than to both them and anyone else in the room. He knows he can get away with this easily, he knows that Muriel, lonely, overlooked little Muriel, will be completely distracted by the fact that someone so important is taking an interest in them.

This is already horribly clever, but then later on you realize it’s doing even MORE heavy lifting when he appoints Muriel to run the bookshop. “See? What’s important to you is what’s important to me! I’ve graciously taken the time to ensure your beloved shop is looked after by Muriel. You know, the dim one!” …let’s suffice it to say he’s ensnared too birds with one net for this one, and that a pattern is already starting to arise.

So when Metatron says Gabriel came to Aziraphale because he’s a “natural leader” and “doesn’t just tell people what they wanna hear”? Yah he’s full of shit. Aziraphale struggles with his sense of purpose when he doesn’t have someone or something guiding him, and for thousands of years he’s been terrified of sharing his true feelings and opinions to 90% of people he’s known. Completely just trying to butter him up. Wanna know the real reason Gabriel seeks asylum with Aziraphale?

Exactly this. Gabriel just says so point blank. It’s not because Aziraphale is this person for him, it’s because despite knowing nothing, he has this instinct that Aziraphale is the only one who can possibly understand why Gabriel did what he did. He is, I mean as far as we know, the only other angel who has fallen in love. (In general, let alone with a demon.)

But nope, can’t have that. We can throw the promise of restoring Crowley in the mix to sweeten the pot, but we can’t acknowledge why he’d want that so badly in the first place. So now it’s cause they work so well together. We can praise the angel for the fallen archangel Gabriel himself coming to him protection and guidance, give him a gold star. But we couldn’t DARE imply that it was by virtue of Aziraphale’s courage to choose earthly love over heavenly. How Gabriel didn’t need a leader, but a friend who’s truly known the joys of adoring that “particular person” and the pain of needing to hide it.

Cause then Aziraphale would start getting crazy ideas, like that his silly little human feelings have a great deal of worth. That they have the power to inspire, form cracks in the institution, fundamentally weaken what has controlled and harmed him. We wouldn’t want him to know the true value of the cards he holds when he has the ace in a match against you, now would we? After all…

Metatron uses this ingeniously sinister tactic of taking away Aziraphale’s choice while giving the illusion that he’s actually opening up doors. Notice how he tells Aziraphale he would have the authority to do something as extraordinary as turn a demon into an angel, yet he never once puts the much simpler alternative of just working with a demon on the table? The sleight of hand here is that he’s being offered the opportunity to freely be with Crowley… but he’s already freely with him as is, no bargain to be made. In fact he fought to be. Metatron disappears this accomplishment right before our eyes, while seamlessly maintaining the illusion to Aziraphale that he (Zira) is in control.

He sets Aziraphale up for failure by only providing the option he knows Crowley will not only decline but be deeply hurt by. It’s all so cleverly planned. Once this plays out exactly how he wants, he delivers the finishing blow by diminishing Crowley and his “damned fool questions”. Suddenly doing a complete 180 and emphasizing how foolish and troublesome he is. Metatron was offering Crowley by Aziraphale’s side as The Carrot. Now he’s telling Aziraphale it was stupid of him to want The Carrot, un-heavenly.

Aziraphale’s life, love, happiness, it’s all not only a massive inconvenience for Metatron but a liability. He has successfully taken a weapon from Aziraphale’s hands he didn’t even know he had. Metatron sees the writing on the wall, and he wants it contained.

[queerly-autistic]

I need more respect put on Taika as an actor because this scene right here is my favourite piece of acting out of every single thing I watched in 2022 (and I watched a lot of good acting in 2022).

It's the way you can see him get to the point of not being able to hold it back anymore, his face crumpling slightly, his voice getting thinner, eyes getting wetter and wetter until a tear leaks out, even as he's still trying weakly to hold it in. It's not over the top, or great gulping wails, or an overabundance of tears (although he's fantastic at all those too) - it's just pure believable nagging pain, slowly bubbling up and spilling out of him. Every time I watch this scene, I can actually viscerally feel that scratchy tightening that you get in your throat when you're on the edge of crying but trying desperately not to.

I've watched a lot of crying-acting in my time, and Taika in this scene is just a masterclass. Nothing feels forced. It doesn't feel like someone who is making himself cry for the camera. It feels like a genuinely heartbroken man, who is desperately trying to stop himself from crying but can't stop the pain from bursting out of him.

Taika completely inhabits Ed's heartbreak, his despair, his pain and his vulnerability, and it just gets me in my chest more than almost anything else in the show. He's a fantastic actor who goes to some truly difficult and vulnerable places for this character - every single one gut-punchingly believable - and I need people to start yelling about him deserving awards for it as much as they do for some of his co-stars.

[averageinternetsurfer]

Puss In Boots: The Last Wish may be one of, if not, the best movie in the past decade that truly shows what proper character development actually goes.

While I do love the voice acting of Antonio Banderas giving a near authentic yell of desperation and fear.

The thing I love the most about this scene is that Puss is so determined to get his wish out of fear. He's completely lost all composure and is thinking and speaking irrationally. The famed "Fearless Hero" is trembling out of fear.

Especially this scene here where he struggles why he needs the wish.

He's so afraid and desperate to get the wish that his reasoning to have it was to continue being "The Legend", completely removing Kitty and everyone else out of the picture.

Like I previously mentioned, he lost all composure, he's trembling, stuttering, being irrational, and most of all afraid. It's the complete opposite of what he was in the beginning. The notion of only having one life has changed him dramatically.

It's only later on when he faces Death and realizes that he's no longer fighting to continue his legacy. He's now fighting for his one and only remaining life. To live life to the fullest.

Armed with courage and bravery. He no longer shows fear, instead he faces Death like the way he faced bigger foes before, like the Fearless Hero we know we love.

Before: "I don't want to die."

Now: "I want to live."

"The fear of Death follows from the fear of life. A man who lives fully is prepared to die at any time."

- Mark Twain

This movie is a masterclass of writing character development and I'm loving every second of it!

[sweaterkittensahoy]

One of the greatest lessons I've ever learned from MST3k is that people will always find a way to make art.

Is it always art I want to see? No. is it art I personally consider good? No. Is it something I would even personally call art? Nope.

But here's what MST3k made clear: There are so many fucking movies that exist because they MATTER to someone. Sometimes only ONE someone, but they cared so fucking much, a piece of art exists.

Is Monster A Go-Go good? Not from any way you could measure it. But is it art made by someone who loved what they were doing? YES. To the point that the script got re-written when after years of trying to finish it, a star went bald, and the writers went, "Okay, well now you're your own brother."

Eraserhead, a b-movie classic, was created on a similar timeframe.

But David Lynch is a fucking master of weird and confusing, and the team behind A Go-Go were not.

But at the end of the day, there's still a movie, goddamnit.

And there are so many "bad" movies that exist because they were made by people who simply loved their art. Ed Wood couldn't cut anything he ever filmed because he loved all that film. Bert I. Gordon had no budget but made his special effects interesting and fun. Russ Meyer loved titties, and he fucking delivered on titties.

Are any of these works a masterclass in film making? No. But a masterclass in love and devotion? Yes.

And, truly, MST3k falls under the same umbrella. A cheap, weird little show that has maintained and grown while keeping its overall sensibility. A love letter to bad movies by ribbing them to a level they deserve. By loving them so much they can't stop ribbing them.

MST3k taught me more about loving art than so many of the things that were meant to teach me about loving art.

[fiddleyoumust]

I have many The Boyfriend finale thoughts, but I haven't organized them yet (and may not). I do want to yak about a few things, though.

Ikuo, buddy. Relationships are not communal property, and you should have minded your own business, especially in light of the later reveal that you have feelings for Dai. It truly casts a shadow over your intentions. And before anyone comes at me about this, I think in the context of Ikuo's letter, his actions DO look a bit shady. All the "I wouldn't make you feel anxious or sad or treat you carelessly" with the unspoken "like Shun" hanging over all of that just makes everything he did with the DaiShun fight feel icky and manipulative.

The DaiShun fight was, once again, a masterclass in communication once they both got over throwing their solo tantrums. I really liked Dai telling the others that he's tired of always being the one to initiate the hard conversations (even though this isn't true because Shun initiated the convo after their fight in ep 7 and he also says "I love you" first), but I understand why Dai FEELS like that's true.

Shun is a lot of work. He's going to continue to be a lot of work. A lot of people watching the show are annoyed with him and think Dai deserves better. But here's the thing. Everyone deserves love. Everyone. Even deeply flawed broken people deserve love. And we all deserve the chance to pursue the love we want. Dai chose Shun. Over and over again. Despite Shun being a pain in the ass. Despite Shun pushing him away and testing him and making him feel anxious. Dai kept choosing Shun. I think Dai knows better than any of us what Shun is like, and yet! He still wants him. He's still willing to do the work, and it's a lot of work! Even the best relationships with the healthiest people are a lot of work. So, for me, it's not about who Dai "deserves". It's about who Dai wants, and Dai wants Shun. Dai thinks Shun is worth it, and that's what matters.

The convo Dai and Shun have about the t- shirt is really layered because you once again see Shun's past coming back to haunt him. And you see Shun acknowledge (him saying "if this happens again...") that some of his worst behaviors are going to repeat. Even if Shun gets or is getting therapy, there is a lot of work to be done to break him out of these behavioral cycles, so I think it's great that both he and Dai acknowledge that Shun is LIKE THIS. He is probably going to be LIKE THIS again. He is probably going to be LIKE THIS for a long time even if he's working hard to not be like this.

But now that Dai knows what's going on in Shun's head, he can help solve the problem when it comes up again. It's never going to work to tell Shun, "Don't doubt my feelings for you." Shun does doubt and will doubt again. The same fears are going to pop up over and over again for him. His trust issues are going to be a challenge for them. But Dai saying, "I won't let this happen again, " is so good. He's unlocked another Shun level, so when he finds himself back there again, he can sprint through it now because he knows how to solve it. And the best thing is, he WANTS to solve it. I don't know how to tell you how meaningful it is for difficult damaged people to have someone who thinks they're worth the work it takes to have a relationship with them.

I hope everyone out there who is hard to love finds their Dai. We all deserve a Pylades to our Orsetes!