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sergeant-bonky · 4 years

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Glory Hole(s)

Bucky Barnes x Reader

Summary: After taking Sam's advice, Bucky goes searching for a gloryhole and he finds one between your legs.

Warnings: NSFW; smut, unprotected sex, implied female receiving oral, language, friends to lovers.

Word Count: 1,215 (Get ready for 1k fics from this day on!) lol

Authors Notes: TGIF!!!! Happy Weekend Friends! :)

Even if Bucky and Sam's relationship seemed a little hit and miss, Sam was always there to offer Bucky some good advice when he needed.

The soldier had been waking up in really bad moods for the past couple weeks. It didn't help when Sam was insistent on watching movies with lots of sex scenes.

"You just need to get laid." Sam told him one morning over a coffee. Watching Bucky's eyebrows deepen in frustration over the lack of sex he was having.

Bucky agreed with Sam. Knowing a long night between someone's legs was going to make him feel so much better and happier. Sam went on to tell him about finding glory holes, "the wetter the better." He said and gave advice on fingering.

It was at that point you had walked in on their conversation, ready to pour yourself some coffee. Peeking over your shoulder to see Bucky mimicking the finger movements that Sam was showing him. You fought back a grin, you felt bad for the guy, you really did. Even if he was an avenger, people feared him and it meant strangers wouldn't get close enough to him to let him take them home.

You decided to take matters into your own hands, and came up with a plan to help him out. Thanks to Sam of course.

Later that night, Bucky had knocked on your door to ask if he could borrow your phone charger since Sam had stolen his, again. You invited him into your room and bent over, your nightshirt raising up and exposing your bare pussy to him. His breath hitched but he couldn't take his eyes off your glistening goodness. You were wet, he could tell that much.

Grabbing the charger from the outlet, you stood up straight and adjusted your shirt.

"Here you go!" You cheered, holding your hand out for him to take. You noticed his breathing was labored, his jaw clenched and when your eyes roamed down his body, he had a large tent in his jeans.

Got him. You applauded yourself.

"Buck–oomph!" The wind felt like it had been knocked out of you when he shoved you down onto the bed. With a teasing smirk, you lifted your shirt up, exposing yourself fully to him. Bucky licked his lips, his eyes flicking from your wetness to your face.

"Y/N, I don't–"

"Buck it's okay. We don't have to do anything if you don't want to. I just wanted to help you out, make you feel better and make you feel good." Your smile reassured him. You started to pull down your nightshirt but his hand caught your wrist and he shook his head.

"What will happen to our friendship? I don't want to lose you as a friend, doll." He was conflicted, was the pleasure really worth ruining a friendship over?

"Nothing will happen to us Buck. I'll still be your friend, friends can help each other out in more ways than one, you know." That was all he wanted to hear. He pounced on you like an animal, kissing you fiercely while his hand slipped under your shirt to tear the material off. The roughness from his jeans grinded against your clit and you moaned into his mouth.

"Oh my god, it's been to long." You whimpered, grinding your hips and leaving a wet spot behind.

"Jesus." He moaned. The friction from your grinding and the feeling of your dampness seeping through his jeans was driving him fucking insane.

Bucky sat back. Unbuttoning and unzipping his jeans and shoving them down his legs with his boxers. His member sprung free, curved against his abdomen and you knew right off the bat that he's going to make you cum so much. His henley is the next thing to go and he's quickly on top of you again, kissing, sucking and nipping on your chest, neck and jawline.

He moves his cock between your folds, gathering some free lube before teasing your entrance with just his tip. Pushing it in and back out again.

"Bucky please." You whine. Your hands holding onto the pillow.

Bucky hooks your legs over his arms and gently pushing in. He pushes past the resistance of your walls and you groan out in pain from the stretch. He keeps going until he's flushed against your clit.

"Move." You instruct. Gasping when he pulls almost all the way out, only to slam back into you. His curved tip grinding that spot that makes your toes curl.

"Holy fuck!" You moan, throwing your head back. Bucky leans forward to kiss your throat, his pubic bone grinding against your clit as well your G-spot. It makes you scream out and you beg him to go faster.

Bucky doesn't hold back. His thrusts are desperate and they are so hard that he sends the entire bedframe into the wall. Black spots take over your vision. Every single sweet spot is being stimulated all at once.

"You close baby?" He rasps. Sweat glistening on his forehead and shining through his beard.

"Yes!" You moan, squeezing your eyes shut.

"I can feel you. Fuck, I feel all of you." He growls, rocking against you harder. You scream his name as he makes you come undone. Your warmth coating his entire length and slick following his trail. Your pulsing walls helps him reach his high. Hips stilling inside of you and emptying himself. The vein on the underside of his member pulses against your wall and you both moan breathlessly.

Bucky collapses next to you, his hands on his chest trying to steady his breathing. You chuckle, cuddling up next to him. You're tingling from the inside out.

Your head rises and fall with his chest. His arm over your shoulder, drawing up some random shapes. He kisses your head and you melt into his touch.

"Thank you." He says. "That was fucking amazing."

"It was amazing for me too. You know, if you wanted it to, this could be a regular thing. You and I helping each other out." Your fingers run through his beard, tucking loose strands of hair behind his ear.

"I'd love that but I don't want to have with you as a friend." You looked away when he said that. Not sure what to think.

"Oh." Bucky realizes how it sounded and quickly makes it right.

"I don't mean it like that! I'd just love to do it if we were in a relationship." Now it's his turn to tuck a strand of hair behind your ear.

"I didn't know you liked me." You blushed. Your breasts pushed against his chest when he pulls you closer.

"For a long, long time. I'm glad this happened with you and not some random from a bar." He smiled and you leaned over to kiss him.

The kiss started off sweet and gentle. Then as soon as his tongue slipped passed your lips it turned into a heavy make out session. Your hand traveled south and grasped his now hard member and gasped when he moved you into position to sit on his face.

"Your hole is the only glory hole I want." He groans, your juices already over his beard. Before you could reply, his tongue sweeps through your folds.

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weekendwarriorblog · 3 years

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The Weekend Warrior 9/3/21: SHANG-CHI, CINDERELLA, WORTH, MOGUL MOWGLI, YAKUZA PRINCESS, YEAR OF THE EVERLASTING STORM, and More

There’s only one new wide release this week but I’m not gonna say this movie title five times, because it’s so freakin’ long, that I can only really say it once. But it’s a good one! There’s also so many limited releases that as always, I just couldn’t get to all of them. (Word of warning: This column was finished under the influence of Churches' excellent new record, Screen Violence.)

Marvel Studios’ second movie of 2021, SHANG-CHI AND THE LEGEND OF THE TEN RINGS (Marvel/Disney) stars Simu Liu as the “Master of Kung-Fu” from the comics, making his very first appearance in any live-action form that I know of. I have to say that I loved the comics as a kid and was truly bummed when I sold my whole collection, knowing that a lot of the great run of the comics from the ‘70s and ‘80s that have never been reprinted. That being said, this is Marvel’s first solo character introduction going all the way back to Brie Larson as Captain Marvel back in March, 2019, and before that, you’d have to go back November, 2016 for Doctor Strange, since Black Panther was introduced in Captain America: Winter Soldier.

Shang-Chi is directed by Destin Daniel Cretton, who broke onto the scene with indie films like I Am Not a Hipster and the better-received Short Term 12, which also introduced much of the world to Larson, and then the two of them made an adaptation of The Glass House. Cretton then directed Michael B. Jordan, and again, Larson, in Just Mercy for Warner Bros., which grossed $36 million in early 2020 but never quite achieved the Oscar hopes some were expecting. Still, all that work with Larson paid off, because it got him a meeting with Kevin Feige and Marvel for him to pitch this.

Granted, Simu Liu is a bit of an unknown quantity, having not made too many movies and being best known for the sitcom, Kim’s Convenience. On the other hand, his co-star Awkwafina has been building quite an impressive career from her roles in the 2018 hits, Crazy Rich Asians and Ocean’s 8, plus her starring role in the indie, The Farewell, for which she won a Golden Globe (but really should have gotten an Oscar nomination). She’s taken that success to put it into her Comedy Central show, Nora from Queens, while also providing her voice for lots of animated movies, including this year’s Disney animated movie, Raya and the Last Dragon. Most who have seen the movie early have mentioned that her comic chemistry with Lu has stolen the movie and oddly, her “best friend” character Katy seems to be heading towards a larger part in the MCU.

If we look at movies based around characters who received solo films before appearing anywhere else in the MCU, we get the aforementioned Captain Marvel movie, which had an insane $153 million opening weekend, doing even better than the Distinguished Competition’s own solo female movie, Wonder Woman, even though the latter was definitely better known. Captain Marvel ended up grossing over $400 million domestic and over a billion worldwide. The Doctor Strange movie that preceded it, starring Benedict Cumberbatch, didn’t do quite well but still opened with $85 million and made $232 million domestic. A year earlier, Marvel Studios’ attempt to make Ant-Man a thing led to one of their bigger disappointments with that opening with “just” $57 million and grossing $180 million domestic. (That also cost $30 million less than Doctor Strange and $45 million less than Captain Marvel, but when you get to those budgets over $100 million, every dollar counts to making back that budget.)

As with many MCU movies, Shang-Chi has been receiving rave reviews with a strong 92% on Rotten Tomatoes from over 140 reviews (at this writing). My review of this is over at Below the Line, and I loved it, too. The big selling point for Shang-Chi is that like Black Panther was to African-Americans, this character is to Asian-Americans, being able to see the first Marvel movie starring an Asian-American, as well as a mostly Asian cast that includes the great Tony Leung and Michelle Yeoh (who also starred in Crazy Rich Asians).

There are a few factors to bear in mind, and not just the COVID Delta variant one that we’ve been hearing so much about -- there’s no denying that things are getting worse, and hopefully this can be quelled before there’s another shutdown. This weekend is the four-day weekend with Labor Day on Monday, which has never been a great weekend at the movies, partially because schools have either started or are about to start and people just stop going to movies, despite there having been plenty of early September hits like Warner Bros’ It. September is definitely a new month for Marvel to release a movie, but with all the delays due to COVID, it’s a good (I’m not gonna use the term “experiment) to see if Marvel really can withstand the proverbial 12-month release calendar rather than their movies needing to be released over the summer or holidays or any other month.

Unlike the recent Black Widow, which had a substantial $80 million opening, Shang-Chi is not being released simultaneously on Disney+ via Premier Access, which presumably will mean more people will have to go see the movie in theaters during its 45-day run before heading home, but the question really is “Will they?” Besides Crazy Rich Asians, which did incredibly well among non-Asians, there haven’t been a ton of movies with Asian casts that have done well just due to the fact -- I mean, look at the recent Snake Eyes from Paramount Pictures. It didn’t get nearly as good reviews, but it’s another superhero movie with a mostly Asian cast, and that community didn’t get behind it at all. Maybe we can say the same about Raya but that also was released much earlier in the pandemic.

With that in mind, I do think Shang-Chi is good for a four-day opening between $53 million and $57 million, although I don’t think we can expect this to have the same impact as a Marvel movie with a well-known character or actor in the lead.

This weekend’s four-day box office should look something like this:

1. Shang-Chi and the Legend of the Ten Rings (Marvel/Disney) - $55.6 million N/A

2. Candyman (Universal) - $13.2 million -40%

3. Free Guy (20th Century/Disney) - $11 million -16%

4. Paw Patrol: The Movie (Paramount) - $7 million +6%

5. Jungle Cruise (Walt Disney Pictures) - $4.5 million -10%

6. Don’t Breathe 2 (Sony/Screen Gems) - $2 million -30%

7. Respect (MGM) - $1.8 million -20%

8. The Suicide Squad (Warner Bros.) - $1.3 million -35%

9. The Protégé (Lionsgate) - $1.4 million -43%

10. The Night House (Searchlight) - $800k -39%

Hitting Amazon Prime Video on Friday (as well as select theaters in New York and L.A.) is Kay Cannon’s musical CINDERELLA (Amazon), which was originally going to be released theatrically by Sony Pictures in January, but it then became one of the first movies to have its production be shut down by COVID, so everything was delayed, and then Sony just decided to sell it off to Amazon, but considering everything going on, that may have been the wise choice, since I have a feeling more people will see this on Amazon then would have gone out to theaters with COVID, school starting, etc. Either way, you can read my interview with Kay Cannon over at Below the Line.

The movie stars pop star Camila Cabello In the title role of the musical was the brainchild of James Corden, who is no stranger to musicals. In fact, he seems to appear in almost every single one, or is that me? The nice thing is that you already know the story, as that hasn’t changed much, although Cannon definitely gives it a more modern spin in terms of Ella being far more feisty and a truly modern woman despite living in times where women aren’t allowed to do their own thing. Ella wants to be a designer, and she’s already making progress as she sews beautiful dresses in the basement where she’s kept by her stepmother (Idina Menzel) and taunted by her stepsisters (Maddie Baillio and Charlotte Spencer). One day, she meets the Prince Robert (Nicholas Galzitine) in the woods and has such an effect on him that he decides to hold a ball and invite all the women in the land in order to find a princess.

Like I said, pretty much the same story that we’ve seen in so many adaptations and quite a few musicals, and really, what probably will stand out more than anything is how talented Cabello is, considering that this is her first acting role in a major feature, and she kills it. I wouldn’t say that I love all the song choices, but I did love most of the arrangements, and there are so many great standout moments like “Shining Star” performed by Billy Porter as Cinderella’s “Fab G” (replacing and gender-switching her Fairy Godmother) and Menzel’s performance of her own song she wrote for the movie is a definite showstopper.

Obviously, casting the likes of Menzel and Porter means you have a couple ringers, but Minnie Driver is also great and even Pierce Brosnan kind of makes up for his horrific singing performance in Mamma Mia! This time, he gets something more in his range. And James Corden is in it, but it's such a small role that even those who truly hate him don't have enough time to do so.

It’s probably a cliché to say that this Cinderella won’t be for everyone, and I’m sure many critics had their knives out for it sight unseen. Personally, I know tons of fans of musicals and movies like Into the Woods, and yes, the Pitch Perfect movies, who will really enjoy what Kay Cannon and her talented cast and crew have done with the story. Kay Cannon’s Cinderella is a movie that’s more about fun entertainment than anything particularly cerebral, and in days like these, maybe that’s all that is needed sometimes.

There's a ton of other interesting indie films out this week… some of them are even good!

A movie that many (hopefully) will view with interest is Bassam Tariq’s MOGUL MOWGLI (Strand Releasing), co-written by and starring Riz Ahmed, which premiered all the way back at the Berlin Film Festival in February 2020. Besides it being of interest due to Ahmed’s presence, Tariq is also rumored to be directing the new Blade movie for Marvel Studios, starring Mahershala Ali, so many will (hopefully) be checking out this movie for that reason alone. (It certainly grabbed my interest.)

In the movie, Ahmed plays Zaheer who raps under the pseudonym of Zed, but he’s a Pakistani living in London at odds with his parents and the Muslim traditions put upon him. Just as he’s about to go on a major tour that could give his career a much-needed push, he suddenly loses the ability to walk and is diagnosed with a muscular disease that will involve stem cell therapy.

Okay, yes, this is another movie involving Ahmed as a performer who is hit by a debilitating condition much like his Oscar-nominated turn in Sound of Metal, but this is a very different movie that also deals with culture and religion and other things that just had much of an impact on me. Zaheer is told by his doctor that after the procedure, he would be unable to have kids, so he should freeze his sperm, and there’s a scene that I personally experienced when I was told the same before my stem cell transplant.

As much as this is very much a family drama, there’s also an interesting almost horror element to Mogul Mowgli as Zameer is constantly being plagued by hallucinations and nightmares, but there’s also some light humor in the fact that his main competition, another Pakistani rapper named “RPG,” is a bit of an idiot. But this really is Ahmed’s show, and heck, I might go so far to say that I think Ahmed’s performance in this movie is even better than his performance in Sound of Metal if you can believe that.

Mogul Mowgli proves beyond the shadow of a doubt that Riz Ahmed’s Oscar nomination was no fluke. He is clearly one of the best actors we have today, and he also shows that lacking the right material, he’s just going to write his own. It's opening at New York's Film Forum on Friday, and I'm not sure where else.

Brazilian filmmaker Vicente Amorim’s action-thriller YAKUZA PRINCESS (Magnet) -- which has played a couple recent genre festivals like Fantasia in Montreal -- really should be my kind of movie. Based on the Manga of the same name, it’s set in Sao Paulo, Brazil, where I used to live as a kid, believe it or not, but it’s also one of the largest Japanese communities outside Japan. In this environment comes newcomer Masumi as Akemi, who was orphaned as a child and left in Sao Paulo, but she later learns she’s the heiress to the Yakuza crime syndicate. She ends up meeting a badly scarred-up stranger with amnesia (Jonathan Rhys Meyers) who believes an ancient katana sword might bind their fates.

Like I said, this should be my kind of movie, because I love Yakuza films and crime films set in the world of Japanese crime, and as I said, I lived in Brazil, so that country still hold a place in my heart. Unfortunately, I’ve seen a lot of amazing Yakuza films from the great Takashi Miike, and this one is just so erratic in terms of pacing and tone that it really took me quite some time to really get into it.

Unfortunately, this movie at its core feels like another Kill Bill wannabe where Amorim relies so much on being super-stylish and throwing in lots of fast editing to make up for the lack of originality or any real substance.

The writing in the movie isn’t great, at least at first, but it’s also far too obvious how new and green Masumi is as an actor, because she delivers her lines and swordplay with very little charisma, and Rhys Meyers isn’t much better. In fact, the film’s best parts are the ones in Japanese, but that’s in the second half where the movie slows down considerably. There is the expected amount of gory swordplay and people being shot in the head, but there’s also way too much unnecessary exposition, much of it in bad English.

There’s just no way around that this is a movie that tries to jump on a genre bandwagon that has been handled so much better by Japanese filmmakers, while this just fails to keep the viewer interested beyond its soundtrack and the score by Lucas Marcier and Fabiano Krieger, which is pretty fantastic. Sure, it’s pretty violent and gory, but at times, it relies too much on viewers really only being on board for that. Other times, it feels like a patchwork of elements that don’t necessarily work together but also feels so derivative of so many better films.

Essentially, Yakuza Princess is yet another overly stylish action movie that’s better when everyone is fighting rather than talking. I had a hard time staying interested, and I’m not sure if that would have been exacerbated if I saw this on the big screen vs. a screener. Unfortunately, you'll only get to see on the big screen in certain regions, because it's mainly being released VOD.

Hitting Netflix on Friday after a week at New York’s Paris Theater is Sara Colangelo’s drama WORTH (Netflix), starring Michael Keaton, Stanley Tucci, and Amy Ryan, which premiered all the way back in January 2020 at the Sundance Film Festival. In the movie, Keaton plays Kenneth Feinberg, an opera loving lawyer and college professor who is commissioned to start the 9/11 Victim Compensation Fund, which has to come up with the amount of money that the families of those who died in the terrorist attacks will receive.

As you can probably expect, this movie is a laugh a minute… no, I’m kidding, this is a well-written and acted, but also often rather dry drama that’s about a serous topic, but it also feels like it comes so late after 9/11 that it doesn’t feel as relevant anymore, even with the anniversary coming up soon.

The movie is very much a spotlight for Keaton, who sports a heavy Massachusetts accent but still delivers a solid performance as the man with the unenviable task of trying to calculate the payouts for the people who lost loved ones in the 9/11 attacks. But Keaton doesn’t just deliver himself, he also brings out the best from everyone else in the cast, not too surprising from Ryan or Tucci, but there are also lots of pleasant surprises, including Shunori Ramathan and some of the actors playing the people who lost family members.

More than anything else, the movie is very much about the excellent script by Max Borenstein (who mostly has written a bunch of Godzilla and King Kong movies, oddly enough), and in that sense, it reminds me of Tom McCarthy’s Spotlight or the recent The Report, which are both solid movies but also very dialogue-driven ensemble dramas. Colangelo does a fine job with the film's pacing, which much have been a difficult task.

The only real problem with Worth is that it's so filled with crying and drama it's pretty hard to take for two hours straight. Basically, it’s one of those very good movies that you really have to be in the right headspace to get through it.

Michelle Civata's THE GATEWAY (Lionsgate) is a crime-thriller set in rural St. Louis with Shea Whigham playing Parker, a social worker who is trying to protect his client, a single mother (Olivia Munn) with a young daughter, whose husband was just paroled from jail with a drugdealer (Frank Grillo) trying to get him back on the payroll.

I wasn't sure about this one at least as it started, even with such a solid cast, which includes Bruce Dern as Park's estranged father, and it certainly started out a bit erratic with some scenes and characters working better than others. What works in the movie's favor is Whigham is such a good actor who rarely gets juicy roles like this one where he can be at the center of the story, and The Gateway shows that maybe this shouldn't be.

Despite a woman as director and co-writer, the whole thing comes off as fairly macho, clearly influenced by filmmakers like Scorses, but the fact that there's heart and real characters at the center of the movie that doesn't offer some degree of action -- gunfights, car chases and such -- does make The Gateway far better than it could have been.

Unfortunately, things start to fall a bit in the last act, although there are some great scenes between Whigham and Dern, and I generally like what the movie is trying to say about family. Because of that, The Gateway ends up being a decent indie crime thriller that doesn't veer too far from others but gives Wigham a long-deserved leading role to show his stuff.

The Gateway will open in select theaters, and be available via Apple TV and other digital platforms Friday and then be available on DVD and Blu-ray on Tuesday, September 7.

Sean King O’Grady’s thriller WE NEED TO DO SOMETHING (IFC Midnight) stars Sierra McCormick as teenager Melissa, who ends up trapped with her family in a house after trying to shelter from a storm… and boy, did this movie remind me of this awful recent movie called John and the Hole that IFC released last month. And this one really isn’t much better, despite starring great actors like Vinessa Shaw and Pat Healy.

Honestly, I have no idea why anyone would read the script by Max Booth III (based on his own novella, no less) and think, “Boy, this would make an interesting movie,” but this is the age we live in where everyone is trying to make something cool and woke for the kiddies, and in this case that comes in the form of Melissa’s goth girlfriend Amy (Lisette Alexis) who shows up (in flashback) as so that they can do some incantations which may be causing all the weirdness. It’s as if the filmmakers thought that throwing in a bit of The Craft might save it.

I probably was most disappointed by Healy, since I’m such a fan of his work, but he isn’t given much to do except rant and rave and yell a lot, and he really comes off like an asshole, which is not a great look for him.

O’Grady throws all sorts of things at the family like a not particularly scary stupid looking rattlesnake that has them screaming horribly and some kind of… werewolf or something? (I don’t know ‘cause we never see it. We just see its tongue which Melissa rips out.) Honestly, I’m not sure I’ve ever seen worse acting, which just makes the family even more annoying.

With a really stupid premise that is barely able to carry a movie, if you’re gonna call your movie We Need to Do Something, then for EFF’s sake, DO SOMETHING! Man, this movie frustrated the hell out of me.

Also out on Friday is the anthology film, YEAR OF THE EVERLASTING STORM (NEON), which features an amazing roster of filmmakers, including David Lowery, director of the recent The Green Knight, Jafar Panahi, Anthony Chen, Laura Poitras (CITIZEN4), Apichatpong Weerasethakul, and others, taking a semi-documentary approach to share their thoughts on living in a pandemic… I watched the Panahi and Chen segments but never got to the rest, but if I do, I'll add my thoughts on the film as a whole when I have a chance. The movie opens at the IFC Center in New York this Friday and then in Los Angeles at the Laemlle Royal next Friday.

I wasn’t able to get to Safy Nebbou’s WHO YOU THINK I AM (Cohen Media), based on the best-selling novel from Camille Laurens, but it stars the great Juliette Binoche, a single mom and middle-aged professor who is ghosted her 20-something lover so she creates a fake Facebook profile for 24-year-old avatar named “Clara” who is friended by her ex’s roommate. This opens at the Quad Cinema in New York on Friday as well as in L.A. at the Landmark, and I hope to get to watch it soon.

Another movie I’ve been looking forward to seeing since it premiered at Sundance but just haven’t found the time is Lyle Mitchell Corbine Jr.’s WILD INDIAN (Vertical), starring the great Michael Greyeyes as a native American man who decades earlier covered up a classmate's murder, but now has to deal with a man who wants vengeance for the secret he's trying to keep as he tries to protect his wife (Kate Bosworth) and boss (Jesse Eisenberg) from that secret. Sounds pretty amazing and man, I wish I could just fit in more movies with everything I have going on right now.

Chad Michael Murray plays the title role in Daniel Farrands' TED BUNDY: AMERICAN BOOGIEMAN (Voltage/Dark Star PIctures), which hits VOD and DVD this Friday, but unlike last week's No Man of God, which deals with Bundy already in prison, it deals with Bundy still on the prowl and the law enforcement agents who eventually brought him down including detective Kathleen McChesney (Holland Roden) and rookie FBI profiler Robert Ressler (Jake Hays). I haven't had a chance to watch this yet, but it would have been nice if they released the two movies in chronological order, no?

A great doc that played at the Tribeca Festival a couple months back and will hit Showtime this Friday is Sacha Jenkins’ BITCHIN’: THE SOUND AND FURY OF RICK JAMES (Showtime), an absolutely fascinating look at the controversial funk and soul star whose catchy dance music of the '70s led to drugs and worse offenses in subsequent years. This is a fantastic doc that I wish I could watch again, but I don't have Showtime. Waugh waugh...

Others that came out this week or weekend:

AFTERLIFE OF THE PARTY (Netflix)

STEEL SONG (Gravitas Ventures)

SAVING PARADISE (Vertical)

Next week, the new horror movie from James Wan, Malignant, as well as Paul Schrader's The Card Counter, which I think might be going wide next week, too.

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hazzamylouworld-blog · 7 years

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Don't Ever Leave Me Alone

Hiiii I am back! I'm just posting this one today because I finished it and I wanted you all to have something. SO. This one is the prompt about Louis having a fast labor coming home from work. I hope you enjoy! --- There are a few things Louis notices upon waking up. One is that it's quite a bit brighter outside than when he usually wakes up. And two is that Harry is not in bed beside him. And Louis doesn't remember hearing his alarm go off at all this morning. Which can only mean one thing. Harry turned off his alarm and snuck out to work in hopes that Louis would sleep in and not bother going into the studio. Louis has to admit that Harry almost got away with it but there was one flaw in his little scheme. He didn't take into account the tiny life rolling about in Louis' belly. Emma Grace has been waking Louis up every single morning ever since she began kicking. Running out of room hasn't even stopped her. Louis' belly is huge now, rounded out and blooming with life, just two weeks shy of his due date. And really Louis knows Harry was only trying to be helpful and nice. He's a worrier by nature and having Louis working so close to his due date has nearly driven him insane. Louis isn't even surprised the boy turned off his alarm and he'd be quite thankful if he wasn't such a workaholic. He didn't sleep nearly at all last night. He was hot and nauseous and just overall uncomfortable and waking up this morning, he's rather displeased a few hours of snoozing hasn't helped the matter. A whimper escapes his lips when he stands, his body sore and his muscles are tight and rigid. Emma Grace tumbles about, causing Louis to take a deep exhale, pressing a hand near his belly button where her tiny little toe shoves out from the skin. "Daddy thought he got us this morning, didn't he little Emmy? He'll be shocked when we both come bouncing into that studio now won't he?" Louis hums, placing a hand beneath his heavy belly to alleviate the weight and pressure settled on his hips. He pulls out a t shirt from the closet and tries to ignore the subtle tightening of his stomach muscles around the baby. He's been having Braxton hicks for months now and just this past week they've really picked up and become a bit painful. He's realized ignoring them really is his only option as no amount of water, shifting, or lying down ever seems to help. He rubs his palm in a soft circles over his rounded belly as it firms up beneath his t shirt. Nearly as quickly as it came it fades and he waddles into the bathroom with a deep puff of breath. He undresses and scrunches his face, pressing a fist to his back as a dull throb pulses at his lower spine. Emma Grace has now settled so he's at least counting that as a win as he steps into the steaming hot shower. He's hoping the water will alleviate his soreness and settle the slight queasiness in his tummy. He finds himself cringing against another painful twinge in his belly as he stands beneath the spray. It's a bit more uncomfortable than what he's used to but he chalks it up to being bigger and sleeping weird. It ends just as quickly and allows him to finish his shower in semi-peace. Emma Grace gives him a swift elbow to the side when he steps out from the shower and he huffs, gripping onto the side of the counter. He feels the tightening start up again and scrunches his eyes closed, ignoring the droplets of water dripping down from his hair onto his sore body. He exhales sharply and sucks in his tight middle uncomfortably before rubbing a hand down the front. The pain fades again and he huffs in annoyance brushing his teeth quickly when he catches a glimpse of the time. He pulls his t shirt over his belly and pouts when it fits like a glove to his skin. "Suppose I'll have to invest in a new wardrobe if you don't come out soon, hm?" Emma Grace responds by jabbing him again in the side and he cringes as it quick starts another cramping sensation in his belly. He has no time to stop and breathe through it though as the boys only have the studio for a certain amount of time. He huffs once he steps out into the sun, rubbing at his belly irritably when the tightening and cramping continues despite his wishes for them to promptly fuck off. He grunts upon sitting in the car and whimpers in annoyance when his belly hits the steering wheel. He pushes the seat back as far as he can and throws the car into reverse, each movement becoming grumpier as the pain in his tummy continues. Midway to the studio, his stomach acts up again, the cramp gripping tightly at his muscles, refusing to let go. He feels an intense pressure deep within his belly and kicks his feet uncomfortably about as the pain worsens. He hisses and bends over himself, rubbing his side. He takes deep breaths, belly poking out dramatically as he does to try to get a handle on the pain. Once the pain ends, his belly begins to come to life with the baby inside tumbling about much faster and more prominent than ever before. Louis pushes his belly forward in discomfort and lets out a low grunt, pressing his head to the seat as the movement causes another pain to start up. His back muscles clench and he whines, rubbing irritably with his thumb and index finger at the base of his spine. He finally makes it to the studio, despite feeling five or so more stomach pains. He rips the door of his car open grouchily and steps out only to be met with another pain. He groans and presses his head to his car, slamming his fist to the metal as his belly presses forward tightly. He puffs out a breath of air pressing a hand down onto his belly, hoping a bit of pressure will help the pain pass faster. It doesn't help but he's eventually able to move again. He glues both hands to his back and waddles to the door huffing the entire way at his utter discomfort. As soon as his hand curls around the handle, his middle contorts again. He gasps and presses his chin to his chest, gritting his teeth together. He looks down and watches as his belly moves about, changing shape as it grows tighter and tighter around the hyper baby inside. The pressure from before returns and he has to bite his lip to not moan out like his body begs him to. It ends just as before and he huffs opening the door of the studio. He doesn't care how loud it slams to the wall, he wants Harry to know he's made it despite him. He's nearly to their studio room door when he feels another pain blossom in his belly. He gasps and bites his lip, gripping onto the belt loop of his jeans as the other hand presses to his tense middle. He grits his teeth together and a soft grunt leaves his lips as his belly pushes forward abruptly, tightening up painfully. The pain fades and he blows a piece of fringe away from his face before opening the door. Two very shocked faces greet him and not one of them is his curly headed husband. He huffs and sits heavily onto the couch. "Well. Surprised to see me?" He sasses, cringing slightly at the pressure bubbling in his belly. Emma Grace does some sort of stretch that has his belly throbbing and a soft moan leaves his lips as his hand grips the leather couch. "Um a bit..Harry said you weren't.." It takes a minute for Louis to respond as he breathes heavily through the ongoing pain in his belly "Coming? Yeah. He thought that. Where is he anyway?" "He um..went to get lunch..think he was gonna bring it back to you." "Well good. He doesn't have to make the extra trip then." Louis sasses, pushing his hand beneath his top to lay it on his sore middle. It feels quite hard now, like the skin of a drum and it's so heavy he feels like his back might break. "Um...are you alright Lou? You look miserable." Louis cringes, rubbing a hand in lines over his belly as it rolls forward with another twinge. The baby within him makes a sharp movement and his belly contorts into a misshapen oval. He presses his head back onto the couch and whines shaking his head. "I'm fine." "I think I should call Har-" "NO. Don't you dare." "You don't look very 'fine' to me, Tommo." "Well you try to have a TWELVE pound baby rolling around in your stomach, Payno. It's heavy as hell and yeah sometimes it hurts a BIT." He snaps, pain growing more intense around his middle. He hisses and sits up, pressing a hand to his knee. "Uh..I guess you're right...I'm um..I'm going to record.." Liam says, before scampering off into the booth. Louis shoots a look at Niall and snarls. "And just what the FUCK are you staring at Horan?" "Ehm..she's really TWELVE pounds?" "Niall...do me a favor and FUCK OFF." Louis roars, rubbing irritably at his belly. And really, he's not annoyed with Niall in the least. His stomach is just KILLING him at this point. He's never experienced such awful Braxton hicks his entire pregnancy. They're so strong now he feels like sinking to the floor. Still Niall rushes off too, somewhere in the booth with Liam, Louis doesn't care enough to see exactly where. He presses his head back into the couch and rubs up and down his sides, blowing out large puffs of hair as he peers down at his aching belly. It looks huge now, bigger than even yesterday, and it's seriously misshapen, making his middle look alien like. And his stomach muscles are so tightly bound around Emma Grace he can feel every tiny little move she makes. He's in some serious pain now and it's now almost constant. Liam leaves the sound booth and shoots him a confused look at his current position, squatted down and bent over the couch. "Are you um....well..never mind.." Liam mumbles, not wanting to further upset the boy, "Uh..Niall and I are going to get lunch..I told Julian you were out here." "T-thanks." Louis whimpers. "Are you sure you're-" "I'm fine." Liam leaves without another word and Louis stands up with a whimper. "Fuck..." He whimpers, rubbing the bottom of his bloated belly. His phone blares from the couch and he curses again, attempting to bend down. "Fuck..fuck..." He mumbles, gripping onto his belly before grunting at the pain. He bends awkwardly to the side, moaning as his stomach throbs. "Hello?" He grumbles. "Louis, WHERE ARE YOU?!" Harry's voice booms. Louis is off put by the volume of his voice despite knowing the poor boy is just scared out of his mind. "I'm at the studio." He grunts before throwing his head back and rocking from side to side. "Oh..." His voice trails off and Louis nods. "Yeah. Saw that you forgot me." "I didn't forget you, Lou. I just really wanted you to sleep in...you need some rest and-" Louis hisses as his belly pushes forward again. "Lou?" "Yeah whatever H. I've got to go. I'll be home in a bit." "I...do you need me to come pick you up later?" "No I d-don't..." "Ok..I think I'm going to lie down for a bit. I've got a bit of a headache." Louis hangs up before responding, throwing his phone off onto the couch somewhere. He groans and presses both hands to the coffee table before squatting down a bit. For some reason, the position makes the pains in his stomach semi bearable. Once it ends, he waddles miserably into the sound booth. He's pretty sure there's no way he can sound good right now. He's holding in some major moans and his skin is on fire. He's pretty sure if he opens his mouth, either a scream or vomit will come out. NOT a pretty melody. Still, he has to prove Harry wrong because he's Louis and that's just what he does. He wobbles to the booth, gripping onto whatever he can put his hands on with every step as his belly vibrates with intense pain. Julian is speaking to him but he can't bring himself to answer anything he's saying. Once inside the booth, he folds over himself, gripping onto the side of the wall. He takes a few shuddering deep breathes and shakily puts the headphones onto his ears. He opens his mouth to sing just as an intense pain racks over his belly. He grunts loudly and bends over himself with an intense groan. He feels a huge pop and gasps as water gushes from beneath him. "I....J-Julian I..I have to go..." Julian stands up confused but Louis waddles out without a word, groaning in intense discomfort. "Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh..." He groans in the hallway, squatting down as the pain intensifies in his belly. There's so much pressure built up in his belly it feels like it might pop wide open. It's hard as a rock and refuses to let up for even a second. He makes it out to the parking lot and bends over, gripping at his knees as he grits his teeth together. He feels an intense blossom of pressure and curses, forcing himself to waddle to his car. "UGHHHHHHH.....ohhhhhhh...." He grunts once inside the car, pressing his head harshly into the seat. He presses both hands to his belly and bends over as the pressure mounts. He shakily grabs his phone and dials Harry's number. When it goes to voicemail, dread fills his entire body. Because it's then he realizes he has to drive himself home. In the throws of hard, HARD labor. He grips onto the steering wheel and puts the car into reverse just as the first contraction grips at his middle tightly. "Ohhhhhghhhhhhhh...ohhhhhhghhhh...." He grunts. "Wooo...wooo...wooo..." One hand rubs large circles over his middle as both legs bounce in discomfort. "Ohhhhhhhhhhh FUCK..." He grunts, gripping onto the seat as he pulls out of the parking lot. "FUUUUUCK....." He screams, lifting himself slightly from the seat as a large amount of pressure bears down. He feels as though he's sitting directly onto his daughter's head. A contraction bears down his belly, pressing it harshly into the steering wheel and he screams again as the undeniable bearing of pressure makes him want, no NEED to push. "No..no..no..fuck please no. NOT NOW..not now EMMA...ohhhhhhhhhh...." He groan, pressing down on his belly. His belly jolts forward painfully and he grunts, face pouring with sweat as he shakily crosses his legs as his body begins attempting to push without his consent. The pressure bearing down on his belly is intense and he grips onto his car seat with a low groan. His belly contorts and misshapes as he grips onto everything he can in his car in an attempt to keep from pushing. "NOOOO..." He grunts, pressing his hand beneath him as to push the baby back up inside him. He hisses when he feels the head begin to emerge. "Mmmmmmmgh..." He grunts, beginning to push anyway. "FUUUUCK..." He screams. He somehow finds a way to pull into his driveway and opens his door, squatting immediately to the pavement. Another push involuntarily works its way over his body and he sobs in pain as he waddles to the door. He has to squat after every step but he finally makes it inside. "HARRY!" "HARRY FUUUUUUUUCK..." He screams as he bares down again, gripping onto the opening of the doorframe. He hears a creak from the living room and watches as Harry stumbles into the doorway, rubbing at his eyes. "Lou, what the-" He stops and gasps, rushing over to the boy as he bears all his weight down onto him. With one final push, Emma Grace falls into Louis' hands and Harry's eyes grow wide. "What the-" "Scissors.." Louis mumbles. Harry stumbles wide eyed into the kitchen and retrieves the scissors before going back over to Louis in the doorway. "You..how did you..I mean..WHEN did you-" Louis smirks and holds the brand new baby girl to his chest. "You left me." Harry rolls his eyes. He'll never leave him again. That's for sure.

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