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“S on my chest cause’ I’m ready to save him” 🤍 23.

[pittrabbit]

this is a masterlist of sites for movies/shows for all the girlies who wanna watch southland/animal kingdom/the pitt/any obscure shawn hatosy movie or show!!! i mostly use the hydrahd one but ive tried a lot of them and most of them work

[popepout]

now THIS is the body of a brat tamer …

[linggluu]

"Have you guys ever asked yourselves why fans like you so much?"

Only discussing 阿奇 and 阿武's answers for now because this is very telling about these two people even 30 years later.

Even to this day, Lao da puts out albums and goes on shows and does his annual panda festivals because fans like it. He put out a special photobook just for fans?? Is he really hoping his album will top the charts or does he need the $$ from diving off a cliff on a random island? No. This dude will always stick around ;;;;; (thanks babe🥺❤️)

金城武想的很通透 . From the beginning he didn't want to be an idol lmao. he just happened to look hot and needed a job to buy the motorcycle he always wanted. This also explains why in 2021, he's basically a hermit who comes out every few years to make ONE movie and then dips. He's just vibing through life.

Now I'm thinking if they drifted apart because 他们不是一路人。老吴 is more like "This is my life now, might as well make the best of it." He's very pragmatic and he's a business man. While 阿武 is like "Here this this one movie. See you in two years."

TBC.

[andromeda-xyz]

Been so normal about Takeshi Kaneshiro since 5th grade if you fucking ask me.

[neoyan]

安娜玛德莲娜 导演 奚仲文

[tenderglows]

takeshi kaneshiro in anna magdalena (1998) (dir. kenneth yee)

[filmbook21]

[neoyan]

安娜玛德莲娜 导演 奚仲文

[raeiyyn]

[wesandresons]

SHAWN HATOSY as BRETT RICHARDS FIRE COUNTRY 4.20 “Try Not to Drown”

[sweeethearts]

lemme lick it neow

[unrepentantwhore]

Mouth on bulge through the fabric. You agree. Reblog

[dirtygir1]

[ovaryacted]

Everybody on The Pitt cast deadass needs to get behind me right now cause why is #that man sneak dissing abt his cast mates doing other things after the season is done. Like did you expect people to just not work when the Pitt was done? See when you have talent and can act, you can do other things, especially if you’re not in charge of the production of an entire show revolved around your character’s mental heath journey or lack thereof.

“First breath of fame you do a million dollar horror movie instead of Broadway???” Man what the fuck? Shawn get behind me right now, there’s an ugly ass bitch talking shit about you. I don’t like that shit at all.

[robinaabb0t]

i dont know to write fics anymore but i have the most insane, icky, smutty and fauxcest (idk if its fauxcest, m sorry but me too horny to search it up..), idea for rabbot..

stepdad!robby and dadbf!abbot with inno/virgin!reader (*ᴗ͈ˬᴗ͈)ꕤ*.ﾟ

inno!reader who calls rabbot the word “dad” everyday, not knowing that everytime she does, they get really horny and turned on..

inno!reader who always prefers hanging out with them than with her bf, because they’re not being distant like he is, and they’re very kind!! ૮꒰˶ฅ́˘ฅ̀˶꒱ა

dadbf!abbot getting hard by the sight of u bending over to pick something up, and immediately telling robby about it, because he knows he has to share—she’s their favorite!! 𐔌՞ ܸ.ˬ.ܸ ՞𐦯

dadbf!abbot and stepdad!robby stroking each other’s cocks while looking at pictures of u wearing the cutest bikinis u posted in ur Instagram..

and when one night, where u found that ur bf has been flirting with a girl—and who told u about it, u cried in jack’s arms while robby whispers reassuring words.. while u not knowing that theyre getting hard by ur cute cries ૮꒰◞ ˕ ◟ ྀི꒱ა..

and after comforting their cute girl, they coo at u “awh sweetie.. here, why don’t u sit on robby’s lap and we’ll make u so much better.. better than he did, okay?” and you blissfully obey them, not knowing that later on, they were gonna eat that little pussy out as jack records it and sending it to ur (ex) bf.ᐟ

[schizsune]

i love when women clearly have something wrong with them

[sinner-as-saint]

subby!ryland grace x toxic!reader | NSFW

Themes: smut (duh), toxic!reader, breeding kink (if you squint)

He came home with his mind made up. Tonight, he would bring up the topic of breaking up. It was the right thing to do, wasn't it? He was done being treated like a toy for your enjoyment. He needed to man up and give it to you straight. No more beating around the bush like he'd been doing for the past few weeks.

But then... he walked into your shared home and found you lounging in the couch in one of those tiny little nightgowns. And he felt his trousers getting tighter already.

"Baby," You rushed to come hug him. Your warm body pressing into his so deliciously his knees felt weak. "You're home." You buried your face into his chest.

Stay strong. Stay strong. He reminded himself. Even though all he wanted to do was– no. No. No. No.

"I– we need to talk." He decided to just do it. "I think– I think we should break up. This– us, it's too much. It's messing with my head. I can't focus on anything. Work, classes, research, NASA, none of it. Okay?" He looked unsure of his own words. "You can't keep being so– so lewd. The pics you sent me while I was at the lab today? I mean– what are you doing? Stop that." He pushed your hand away as you toyed with his collar, loosening his tie for him. "See what I mean? All you think about is sex."

Silence.

"Oh." Your hand were already drifting downwards, touching his body. "Wow. I was not expecting that." You sounded almost sassy as you said it, unbuckling his belt and lowering his zipper already. "I didn't think my nudes would bother my boyfriend so much."

"Wait! Wait, we– we should probably talk...." Ryland couldn't even finish his sentence. Not when you'd pushed him down onto the couch, already reaching into his underwear and touching him. And fuck it felt good to be touched like that after a long day at work. "Baby..." he groaned. "Please."

"Oh so now i'm your baby?"

"You- you can't just grab me like that everytime I try to talk to you about– oh my god." Ryland groaned, throwing his head back and giving up the moment you spat into your hand and wrapped it around his cock, moving your fist up and down just the way you knew he liked it.

"Talk to me about what?" You asked, feigning innocence as you watched his body melt and go limp on the couch, his cock in your hand hot and throbbing. "You want to leave me, is that it?" Your hand slowed down for just a moment.

And he was a whimpering mess already. "N-no." He mumbled. "Please. Don't stop."

You smirked, moving your hand again at that agonizingly slow pace. "What is it? Huh? What did I do? Am I not enough for you?" You asked as you straddled his lap, grinding shamelessly onto his thigh. "You don't like me anymore, Ry?" You pouted at him.

He struggled to keep his eyes focused on you as they kept rolling back the faster your hand moved, stroking his cock so perfect he couldn't help his whimpers anymore. He didn't care that he sounded pathetic.

"I-It's not that, I– fuck! I think...." He gasped for air, his hips moving up, thrusting his cock into your fist. "I just think that we– that we should–,"

"Aww, baby. Who said you needed to think? Hmm?" You leaned over until your lips brushed against his as you spoke. "But since you have been thinking, why don't you tell me all about it while I help you relax? Huh? How does that sound?"

That's how Ryland found himself, much like how he suspected, naked and manspreading on the couch with his wrists tied together at his lower back with the same tie he'd worn all day at work. And with you riding him like he was just another toy.

Ryland moaned, and whimpered, and begged, and pleaded for mercy but you just ignored it all. You took what you needed from him.

"Oh– fuck, fuck, fuck," He cursed, watching you as you bounced on his lap. His tied up hands itching to touch your glistening body. Fuck. How long had it been?

You kept a hand wrapped around his throat, squeezing just a little as you spoke, "Tell me, Ry." Your tone as sweet as it was that first day he met and fell for you. "What did you think about? Why do you want us to break up?"

Ryland's moans were raspy as he tried to speak, "You– I mean, we are so different. I–I mean we want different things. It wasn't always like this." He let out a loud whimper when you slowed down purposely, letting his cock slide all the way out to the tip before sliding him back into you. "You w-weren't always like this."

"Like what?"

He struggled to answer. "So... demanding. And– oh fuck! You're so– oh my god. You just want to fuck a-all the time and–" he couldn't finish that sentence. He ended up moaning instead.

You scoffed, "Look at you, Ry. You can barely talk because you're moaning so pathetically while you tell me how much you hate this." You grabbed his face, forcing him to look into your eyes through his foggy glasses. "Do you hate this? Hmm? Is this so bad that you want to leave?"

Ryland was a complete mess within the next mere minutes. He was breathing hard and fast, his cheeks were all red, his glasses almost falling off his face as he begged you to make him come.

"Please, please, please– no, please. Please make me come. I–I'll do anything for you. Please."

The smirk on your face grew even wider as you looked at your poor baby. All sweaty and wanting. "But I thought you wanted to leave me?"

"Fuck." He let out a frustrated little growl. "I won't. I won't." He repeated, whining. "Please, just–,"

Even his growl was adorable. Just to mess with him you lifted off his lap for a moment, letting his cock slide out of you completely. Ryland began complaining immediately.

"Please, no. No, no, I'll be good. I'll be so good to you, baby. Please, please, please put me back in. Don't– don't tease me." He whimpered, moving his hips up, desperate for friction. He even tried to kiss you, his wet pink lips just as hungry for attention from you.

You giggled as you dodged his kisses, rubbing your thumb over his lower lip. "Relax, Ry. I'll just go get a condom."

"Don't." He argued. "Just let me fill you up, please. Please, I need this. I need you."

You smirked again. "But, Ry..."

"Please let me come inside you. I need it, baby, please. Please. You feel so perfect. You are so perfect." He blabbered on as you watched him with triumphant eyes. "I'll be good, I promise. I won't leave. I'll never leave you. I'm yours. I'll be yours. Forever. I'll never complain. You can do whatever you want to me, whenever you want. I'll fuck you whenever you want me to. Fuck, I'll do anything for you, you know that. Just– please. Please let me– oh fuck. Oh fuck!"

He cried out when you sank down on him again, not stopping till he came this time.

And Ryland knew, deep down, he was never gonna leave. How could he?

[burgundysnow]

Word count: 0.5k Smut! Fem!reader. Mdni. Oral. thinking about Ryland stopping mid munch because you make him have ideas he’s never thought of before.

Ryland grace is a eater in the sheets. 

And not in the he brings Cheetos into bed and spills all the crumbs in the bed kind of way, but in the way he licks at pussy. Sucks at your clit like a straw. Like someone who’s trying to get the last of a milkshake. 

His hair is messy and astray in all different directions while his chin drips of your arousal. He looks dazed and out of it. There’s a million different ways to put it, but most of all, he looked pretty. 

“Ry—” your breath hitches. Legs spread wide and over his shoulders. He paws at your stomach like it grounds him and his eyes stay on yours. Aching for approval. “It’s— fuck it’s so good.” 

The praise keeps him on edge. Ryland eagerly laps his tongue into your pussy till breath fails to catch into your lungs. Moaning softly, it’s like the instrument for the room, bouncing off the walls in bemusement just for Ryland. 

Just as you feel that small coil in your stomach start to form, the pleasure creeping up on you fast, it’s gone. With a: “shit.” 

Ryland fumbles to get up. Using your thigh to stand on his own two feet. “Oh wait— hold… hold on.” He licks his lips and frantically searches around the room, the mood from earlier turning sour. 

“I need— I need a pen. And some paper.” 

“What?” 

Your voice is soft, sitting up on your elbows on his plush bed to find him frantically searching the drawer on his bedside table. It was so sudden. The way he stopped and seemed like he was in a whole new world. Your legs close with embarrassment. Were you doing something wrong?

Ryland uncaps a pen and starts writing on a stray receipt. Mumbling under his breath words you can hardly comprehend. If you look up a little more you can see various math problems, writing them at lightning speed. 

“And if you take into account the… Put the remainder over...” 

“Ryland…?” Your voice is soft. And you’re so cold. Feeling like you’ve been left out in the dust. 

With sharp reflexes, Ryland finishes up in sloppy hand writing. The biggest smile on his face to where you could almost forgive him for such treatment. 

“Sorry— I’m sorry, I just— I had and idea and when I’m with you, doing that with you.” He gestures vaguely to In between your legs. “My mind goes blank. It’s so easy to think and relax right there.” 

“What did you come up with…?” 

Ryland shakes a hand. As if even the thought was just an attempt or illusion, but his words speak something different. 

“Just a small step into the formula of leaping into different quantum realms with the apex theory.” 

“Oh.” The air is silent for a moment as you look at him with questions. So many questions because not one of his words made sense. But you don’t ask. “Well then can you….” 

Your legs spread wide again. Knowing it was just Ryland’s overeager and reactive brain working— or not working. It was easy to feel less embarrassed. 

“Oh— right. So sorry.” 

And before you can say it’s fine, his nose is hitting your clit right before his tongue licks out.