I saw Obsession on Friday and it has completely captured my mind for about 2 days. personally, I love lower-budget horror films with a cast of unknowns. it allows me to fall into the story without thinking of the actors as just the actors. one of my favorite things, though, was the practical effects. I am not a fan of excessive CGI, and this movie truly hit the mark for me. it showed that practical effects are still absolutely terrifying, and are often much scarier than CGI.
despite one actress in particular being newer to the industry, Inde Navarette gave a performance worthy of an award. she gave the real Nikki so much depth, intelligence, and personality in the mere 10-15 minutes we had to get to know her that I felt so much empathy for her character by the end. she played both characters, because to me they were completely different people, seamlessly.
as for the plot itself, it held my attention the entire time and it was riveting. to me, it truly showed its meaning loud and clear without directly saying it. there has been a lot of debate online about who the 'real' villain is, I think that's how it shows that the story was told effectively. Bear is not meant to be comically evil. to me, he came across as a seemingly normal guy that nearly every girl has met.
the writing so effectively showed the culture around sexual assault that most people didn't understand it, because misogyny and sexism is so deeply ingrained in our day-to-day lives. Bear was a villain so well-written that many people refuse to view him as one because they see parts of themselves in him.
all in all, if you're looking for a movie with amazing unknown actors, a deep and beautifully written plot, and an allegory that will stick with you for days, then Obsession is for you.
I saw Hokum in theaters, and it was a wonderful experience. the themes of grief were very well-executed in my opinion, and the horror aspect itself was perfect for me. I enjoyed the jumpscares, the scare build-up, and the comedy aspect. I honestly found the movie to be incredibly coherent plot-wise and easy to follow. I loved the Irish mythology and hope to see more films like this one! I also very much enjoyed Adam Scott's character, and found his acting exceptional.
So some asshole has thought up a new Tumblr scam: it's a post on a Tumblr account that's named something to make it look official-ish.
Variations include:
account-help
account-sync
account-update
account-updating
These posts show up on your dashboard, telling you that because they think you've monetized your Tumblr account, they're putting you in the penalty box sending you to the cornfield setting you to "Lurker Mode" where you can post but no one will see your posts. And, naturally, all you have to do is click on the helpful link to give tumblrsupport your account data to get it fixed.
Friends, this is a big fat lie.
The official location of Tumblr Support is https://www.tumblr.com/support or https://support.tumblr.com. And guess what? They'll already have your account information.
Tumblr has no such thing as Lurker Mode.
If you right-click on their link, you'll see it's a munged/shortened link. You can go to a site like https://www.expandurl.net to expand that link and see where it takes you: it's not Tumblr Support.
@staff, please be aware this is happening.
Be aware. Be careful. Don't give your account info to anyone. Be safe, and happy blogging!
sorry it's been a minute I just haven't had much motivation lol
Peter Maximoff x gn!mutant!reader (no specified powers)
these movies sucked so bad but I can't help but love them unfortunately
content: smut, sub!Peter x dom!reader, edging, light sadism, improper use of super speed, human vibrator, premature(ish) ejaculation, tiny aftercare scene
citrus scale rating - Lemon
warnings: reader can be any sex or gender, reader receives pleasure, reader is the focus, Peter cries
enjoy! reqs are open!
Peter's lying in bed, arms behind his head as he reclines back against the plush pillows. He's been teasing you all day, looking to be punished, to be put in his place. He knows he's been obnoxious, but Peter simply can't help it.
When you enter the room looking rightfully pissed, he smirks and shivers with excitement. He's been waiting for this all day, the chance to have you all to himself without any interruption from the students or other teachers. Peter figured if he got you worked up enough, you'd have to use him and make him finish in the process.
"Hey, babe. You finally done for the day, or are you just here to tell me off? You look pissed. Beautiful, but pissed." Peter snickers, extending his arms towards you but not leaving the bed. He's too lazy for that. When you scowl at him in response, he huffs indignantly.
"Okay, I get it. I pissed you off. Now would you fuck me and punish me already? I'm sick of waiting." Peter whines, this time sitting up to make grabby-hands at you. He's clearly eager to be touched, eager to finally have your hands on him.
You've had about enough of his attitude. you'll give him what he wants, but you'll make damn sure that he doesn't misconstrue it for a reward. You ignore the way he whines and complains, instead reaching for your bedside drawer to grab one of the many toys that you and Peter had bought together. A cockring.
The second he sees it, Peter's face drops into a pout. He looks up at you with his big, beautiful brown puppy-dog eyes like he's immediately regretting the teasing from earlier. "Okay, okay, maybe I could have gotten your attention in a better way, that's on me. Just not the cockring, please—"
Of course, you cut him off and effectively shut him up with a kiss. It's rough, angry, and pent up. Everything Peter had wanted. He moans softly against your lips, letting his mouth fall open for you to dominate the kiss. It never takes much to put him in his place, but he sure knows how to get on your nerves when he wants to.
Peter whines when you pull away, but he doesn't dare complain about it, lest you decide to make him watch as you pleasure yourself with one of your many toys.
You position yourself over him, knees on either side of his lap as you undo his jeans and slide his boxers down his thighs. Peter's immediately reactive, moaning and groaning like you're already touching him. You pump him a few times to get his erection to full mast, using your spit as lube when you slowly begin to slide the cockring on.
Peter makes a noise, almost like the contact hurts with how hard he is. He's still got that stupid pout on his lips, his hands coming to rest on your hips as he wills you to finally sit on his cock and give him some relief. Instead, you grip his face with one hand, making him look up at you. You grin, "Use your speed, Peter. Since you want to act like a slut, I'm going to treat you like one."
Peter's eyes glaze over as he fully enters subspace, and he nods excitedly. God, yes. This is exactly what he's been waiting for. Part of him doesn't even care if he finishes anymore, he just wants to see the pleased look on your face when he finally brings you to completion.
You begin to slowly sink down onto his hard on, and Peter immediately throws his head back and moans. He's been needy since this morning when you had to cut the foreplay short and get ready for work. His hands grip your hips, trying to stop himself from pulling you all the way down. When you notice his struggle, you grab his wrists and pin them above his head.
That seems to help Peter, even if only slightly. He still writhes beneath you, but he seems to be getting used to the slow pace and warm, inviting heat of you. He mutters soft obscenities, letting his eyes fall shut tightly.
Once you've fully sank down, you allow Peter a few moments of reprieve to get ahold of himself. Once his heart has steadied and his breathing has regulated, you lean down to whisper in his ear, "Go ahead, honey. You can start now."
And with your permission, Peter begins to vibrate. his entire body, but best of all, his cock. He opens his eyes to watch how you react, how your face contorts at the sudden pleasure, how your body begins to shake as Peter's powers tear moans from deep in your chest. He's almost proud of himself. Almost.
Of course, Peter's still painfully hard himself, and watching you come undone almost instantly after he begins using his power hadn't exactly helped with that. He wills himself to focus on you, to focus on your pleasure.
After your third orgasm, you gently tap Peter's chest, and he stops. As you stop to breathe, you realize you can hear him beneath you, whimpering and whining softly. You slowly open your eyes, only to be met with tears trailing down your boyfriend's cheeks. Peter's pretty when he cries, his entire pale face blushed a bright red and his beautiful eyes all flooded with tears. Still, you know he's been pushed too far.
You lean down, pressing a kiss to Peter's forehead as you push his hair back, gently wiping the sweat that's accumulated on his brow. He whines softly, unable to properly express what he wants after being simultaneously edged and overstimulated to please you. You slowly begin to slide off him, the muscles in your legs shaking from the exertion.
Peter whines, making grabby-hands at you once again, trying to get you to stay close to him. You coo softly, not wanting him to think you're leaving, "Shhh, it's alright. I'm not going anywhere. I'm going to take off the toy now, and then I'm gonna finish you off. Sound good?"
He takes a second to process the words, and you swear you can see the cogs turning in his overstimulated, pleasure-addled brain. Then, after a few moments, Peter nods and allows you to peel yourself off of his body.
He stares up at you with a dazed smile, his eyes still teary but content. He's finally going to get what he wants, even if he had to make it through the punishment first. You remove the cockring, setting it on the nightstand to be cleaned after you're finished here. Then, because you're still recovering from your own orgasms, you begin to use your hand to pump him.
Peter moans, his eyes rolling back and his eyelashes fluttering as he finally gets the pleasure he's been waiting for. Unfortunately, he doesn't last long at all. Almost instantaneously, Peter blows his load, the white sticky substance shooting all over his chest and stomach.
He looks up at you with wide eyes, his body still convulsing slightly from the release. After a few seconds, he giggles. "Sorry. I guess I was really holding back for you, huh?"
You smile and press another kiss to his forehead, leaving the bed to grab a washcloth to wipe him off with. Peter groans slightly as you use the cloth on his sensitive parts, but seems grateful overall.
When you begin to walk away again to continue aftercare, Peter reaches out and grabs your wrist to stop you. "Hey. Thanks for putting up with me, even if I'm a brat sometimes. I love you."
And with that, he allows you to walk away and continue your post-intimacy routine.
A/N:
I've never written something this long or detailed, especially smut. so ... tell me what you guys think and if you want more like this! also, I'm writing for all Evan Peters characters now if you have any requests! thank you for reading <3
