i'm done with jj


⌈With an unstable state of mind mind mind

I’m confronting the next next next decision

These ways I’ve never been to

I’m scared, will I ever find mine among these⌋


I think the reason the idea of JJ Abrams directing Man of Steel 2 makes me so mad is how his Star Trek movies contained exactly the kind of gross masculinity that Man of Steel directly criticized. I’m about to rant on this.

Both JJ’s Star Trek movie and Man of Steel had bar scenes. They both contained the cliche “defending a woman” situation. I’ll just put them both here so you can see:

We’ve seen that Star Trek bar scene about ten thousand times in film. A woman is put in a situation that she’s not comfortable with and that borders on or actually is sexual harassment. Then another man appears to defend her and things often get physical, usually against the woman’s wishes.

It’s funny. Kirk is actually playing Ludlow’s part in this scene in Star Trek. Uhura rejects him repeatedly but he still can’t seem to take the hint. He continues to hit on her when she obviously wants him gone. Then during the fight, he grabs her breasts. This appears to be an accident, but he smiles about it and she has to shove him off of her. This moment is played as comedic, because it’s so funny when women are groped I guess. Kirk grabbing Uhura’s breasts mirrors Ludlow slapping Chrissy’s butt in Man of Steel, except it’s not supposed to be funny in Man of Steel like it is in Star Trek. Ludlow is meant to be an asshole while Kirk is still our dashing hero.

So Clark plays the role of the guys who show up to defend Uhura in Star Trek. He appears and puts his hand on Ludlow’s shoulder, very gently saying “Hey, leave her alone, man.” and he only did this when Ludlow started grabbing Chrissy. He doesn’t even threaten violence when Ludlow asks “Or what, tough guy?” Clark just says “Or…I’ll have to ask you to leave.” not “I’ll kick your ass.” The guys in the Star Trek scene get threatening almost immediately, as does Kirk, who was basically egging on a fight. 

Clark doesn’t even come close to doing anything physical until Ludlow throws beer in his face and tries to shove him. Then it looks like Clark maybe wanted to hurt him (you could hardly blame anyone for wanting to throw a punch in that situation) yet he still doesn’t do anything when Chrissy takes his arm and says “It’s not worth it, sweetie.” He then looks at her, takes his apron off, and walks away. Dear lord, we don’t see that enough in movies. He respected her wishes enough not to do something because she saw it escalating and didn’t want it to go further.

Let’s contrast that again with Star Trek. Uhura tells those guys who come up to defend her to essentially beat it when she said “it’s nothing I can’t handle.” yet they stick around despite that. Then when the fight starts, she yells “Stop it!” and none of them listen to her and they continue fighting. It’s not about defending her anymore, it’s about beating each other up over bruised egos.

In Man of Steel, Clark actually cared what the woman had to say, but the same could not be said for Kirk or any of the other men in the bar scene, yet that is the kind of scene we continue to see in film as a representation of men and how women are treated.

I’ll take Zack Snyder’s take on masculinity any day over JJ Abrams’ truly gross views.

K I'm kinda done with JJ rn

His diss track for Harry has me so annoyed. He talks about Harry “deciding when to be a sidemen” and all that (which I kinda get I mean Harry doesn’t participate in a whole lot) but like he disappeared for a few months then said “im leaving, screw you guys”. And now he’s talking like he owns the sidemen because he “created them” and “carried all their channels” when that’s not even true. Each and every one of the guys has grown their channels in their own way and made them themselves through their own hard work. I’m so done with his arrogance. He’s acting like he’s already won just because he’s the biggest channel and he has put out actual music before. He’s let all this drama and crap get to his head and I really hate it because I genuinely used to like him and now I can’t stand him.

And if this is all fake like some people are saying, it sure is bringing in the views but its also making JJ look like a total douche bag


He’s a spanker when the moment gets animalistic. When you’re riding him… harder and harder and harder til you yelp for mercy. It gets so wild that there’s biting and scratching and screaming, kisses are open mouthed and sloppy, bodies can’t get close enough, nails digging in to the skin, hot panting,  husky moans.

You’re so turned on that you can get enough. Riding him like a wild bucking horse, breaking him into submission. Sloppy. Sweat. Cum all over the place. He growls as he flips you underneath him to dominate you, making you scream on your back, legs over his shoulders as he rams in harder and faster, fucking you in to the mattress, the room loud with both your screams. The bed scooting against the hardwood floor, neighbors pounding on the wall… all of this just making you shriek louder. Your breasts bouncing. Pain! Oh, the pain FEELS SO GOOD.

He’s holding your ankles, skin slapping against skin, he leans down and takes your nipple in to his mouth and bites hard, pulling and sucking. Clawing his muscles,  running your nails down his back, cat scratches swelling. Grabbing the back of his hair so hard his instinct is to smack you. You like that sting so you ask for it again.  He raises the arch of your back off the mattress and spanks you hard.  You moan for more so he spanks the other cheek, harder, before completely covering your body and ramming hard into you, shoving you toward the headboard.

He bites your jaw and orders you to say the filthiest things to him. He’s angry and demeaning while thrusting hard while smacking and squeezing your clit. He chokes you just right as he bites and pants into your ear. Slack-jawed. Tongue out. Adrenaline pumping. Desperate for it all. You want every bit of him. You want him to consume you. You can’t get enough. You want him deeper, you want him harder, you want him faster… all at the same time.

You pull him in to you, your bodies flush, all you can do is whimper his name. All he can do is grunt in between voice cracking moans. You hold onto each other for dear life, tears stream from your eyes, your vision goes fuzzy,  your hearing is clouded. You gain a bit of a second wind and grab his balls just as you both come hard, one with another together. He crumbles into your control like a hurt little boy. You feel like you’ve been electrocuted. It’s the most intense, amazing feeling in the world.

It takes minutes to come back to real life, still clinging tightly to one another. You blissfully feel like you’re going to die if you don’t consume water. His line of vision comes back into sight as his sweat-drenched face gazes down at you and giggles and gently kisses your nose as he tells you how fucking amazing  you are.


heres the jj by herself (as if anyone cares, though.)

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