Few weeks ago I ran into this thing at the movie theater. And I wondered what it was. There was no name, there was no plaque, there was no identifier around it. Just a strange skeleton in the middle of a shared foyer of a movie theater, sports venue, bowling hall and gym. What was this strange skeleton that had nothing that said what it was, that was so proudly on display for no apparent reason? What is the meaning behind a giant rodent-like creature to eat it’s own tail? Or was it just a very expensive promotion of Fantastic Beasts And Where To Find Them?
Then the answer came on my tumblr dashboard in a form of a freezeframe on a video as I was scrolling down.
Happy Birthday Denzel Washington | December 28th, 1954
It’s simple: You get a part. You play a part. You play it well. You do your work and you go home. And what is wonderful about movies is that once they’re done, they belong to the people. Once you make it, it’s what they see. That’s where my head is at.
That moment in Hidden Figures when Colonel Jim Johnson is roundly schooled and completely shut down by Katherine Goble…then immediately goes to phone his mom and ask for her engagement ring because he’s met the woman he’s going to marry.
what i’m getting from the justice league movie is that everyone is trying their best to be a terrible, rowdy child. victor is trying to snapchat pictures of the batcave and is offering a witty running commentary on bruce’s color choices, which are black, black, and silver. he inches closer to the batmobile every time bruce looks away. barry is poking bruce in the arm, asking several hundred questions a minute, and about half of them are, “can i try on the cape? can i put on the bat armor and arm wrestle with victor?” arthur is outside, having torn through his shirt, and is wandering in the lake, yelling with the fish, because everyone else here is an asshole, in his opinion. diana is supposed to be the second responsible adult, but she bought a razor scooter yesterday and is gleefully riding it down the stairs
alfred buys one of those ‘it’s been __ days since our last nonsense’ and the number never gets into the double digits
“…but I was thinking, maybe we should-Hello, the earth is
calling Y/N. Anyone home?” Justin waved his hands in front of Y/N’s face. She
quickly focused her eyes on his face. “Mhm?” she mumbled.
“Where did I lose you?” he asked curiously, wondering what
was on her mind. They were discussing which movie they’re going to watch.
“Um, you were saying something about, um, the girl on the
train? You said you would like to watch it, since you liked the book so much.”
she spoke unsurely, wondering if he even spoke of that. She knows they had that
conversation few days ago, but did he mentioned it today, she wasn’t certain.
As a respond he giggled. She joined him, she loved when he
would giggle, his eyes would nearly shut, his smile would grow so big and the
sound was just like an angel was laughing.
“So I’ve lost you like three days ago. I didn’t even
mentioned it today. FYI I was telling you about this new movie “Don’t Breath”,
but now I’m very interested what was on your mind.” His smile grew even wider,
he looked like he caught her in some kind of embarrassing action, and he
actually did, without even knowing. She could feel hotness spreading around her
face, she knew she looked as red as a tomato. She buried her face into her
That made Justin giggle even more. “Oh don’t tell me that you
were picturing me naked?” he wiggled his eyebrows. He knew it would make her
blush even more, and he just couldn’t resist but tease her. “You know, you
could’ve just asked, I would even put a show for you.”
She immediately lifted her head up and yelled giggling “NO”
her cheeks were dark red. She once again covered her face.
“So you don’t want me to put on a show for you?” Justin
placed his left hand over his chest, pretending he’s hurt. “I am deeply offended,
He couldn’t keep a
straight face, not around her. She was just so embarrassed, it was the cutest
thing ever. He extended his arms to her. “Come”
She shyly moved from her place on the couch and sat onto his
lap. She buried her face into crotch of his neck. He chuckled once again, and
so did she. “Now will you tell me what you were thinking about, if it wasn’t me
She took a deep breath. She had some thoughts on this, and
how to explain it to him, without him getting hurt. She moved her face from his
neck and looked deeply into his eyes. By now, his face wasn’t all giggly and
happy anymore, it was rather serious.
“Y/N, what is it? You’re scaring me.” he looked concerned. She
placed her hands on his chest and started playing with the shirts fabric.
“No, no, it’s nothing that serious, you don’t have to be
worried. I just. Ugh, I don’t know how to say this. You know I’m not good at
this things.” His face lightened up a little bit.
“So you where picturing me naked.”
“No I was not.”
“Well then you were picturing us having sex.” Her cheeks
went red once again. “So you were. You know you don’t have to picture something
like that when I’m right there.” He got closer to her. She knew where this was
leading and she had nothing against it, but it was now or never.
She lightly pushed him back down, and he looked at her
confused. He wanted to say something but she cut him off.
“Technically, yes I was picturing us naked, but there was
more to it.” Her eyes once more focused on her hands rather than his eyes. He
could tell that he was very intrigued by now, and he wanted to know more than
“So what was that more?” his voice became lower. He’s words
came out like a little growl, which only sent shivers down her spine. He could
feel she tensed above him. “Tell me, baby, what was I doing?”
She was always so shy about this kind of things, and she
knew she won’t be able to tell him her fantasy, but she can avoid it by a
simple question which should clarify everything.
“What kinks do you have?” now for him, that question came
out of nowhere and it shocked him. Justin was staring at her, not sure why she
was changing the subject.
“Look, you know I suck at dirty talk. Stop giggling, I
wasn’t making a dirty joke.” She lightly punched his shoulder. “You’re not
“Oh come here my embarrassed baby.” He got closer once again
and their lips met for a quick peck. Once they separated she started again.
“You have to know one thing, by all of this I am not saying that our sex life
is bad, at least not for me. It’s amazing but I just feel like something is
missing. So I wanna know what gets you off, what do you like.”
He didn’t know what to say, she caught him off-guard. He
observed her and she just couldn’t take the silence anymore. “Fine I’ll start. Um,
I like rough sex, and by that I mean everything that goes with it, choking,
tying up, ass slapping, blindfolding, and usage of toys. I like it when a man
knows how to treat a woman, how to be a dominant but at the same time caring
He looked at her like she was someone else, he had no idea
where that came from. She was always so shy telling him about her sex dream or
simple dirty talk during sex, so it shook him up.
He cleaned his throat and shifted in his sat, he was getting
hot from her recent confession. “So that’s what you really like, baby girl? Is
that what you want me to do?” Justin got closer to her, she could feel her heart
beating faster. She bit her lip and simply nodded.
He placed his left hand on her back and twirled her around
so she was laying on the couch and he was hovering her. She separated her legs
and wrapped them around his waist. He brought his face closer to hers, but
never touching hers.
Suddenly he got up from her, she was confused. He offered
her his left arm and she took it. He pulled her of the couch. Their faces met
once again, but he didn’t make a move. “Since you like being tied up, I can’t
fuck the living shit out of you down here where I can’t tie you up to
He guided her up to their shared room, and with every step
was feeling more and more horny. Once they were inside,
Justin pushed her against the bedroom door. She gasped from sudden harshness,
but it only made her hornier.
“Tonight I don’t want to hear a sound from you, unless I
gave you permission. Understood?” Justin growled into her ear. She felt
unexpected heat spreading across her body. She nodded, she wasn’t able to
answer his question. But he wasn’t pleased with that.
His left hand found her neck and squeezed it, first, lightly,
then adding more force. “Understood?” he inquired loudly. “Yes” she mumbled.
“Yes, what?” he repeated after her.
He lighten his grip only to lock his lips with hers. She
expected it to be a rough and fast kiss, but he wasn’t hurrying anywhere. It
annoyed her, she wanted to feel him, and she wanted him to just take her,
without any foreplay. But she knew she wasn’t getting that.
His hands were moving up and down her body, but once hers
found the back of his head, he jacked the off and held them up, above her head.
It only made her moan into the kiss.
He freed her lips and placed kisses all over her chin. She
knew what he was doing, and he knew the exact effect he had on her. “Please,
All of the sudden he stopped, his grip became tighter. He
looked into her eyes, his voice was low and steady. “I don’t recall giving you
a permission to speak. Do that one more time and I will stop.” She bit her lip
and tried to hold in a moan.
He freed her hands only to rip her shirt off. She wouldn’t
be able to describe how hot and weak it made her when he ripped it, she wanted
to moan, all frustrated. He took what remained
of the shirt in one hand, while he used his other one to guide her to
the bed. When her legs hit the end of the bed, he demanded. “Bra off, lay on
your back, hands above your head.”
She listened, but she took the chance to tease him as much
as he was teasing her. She slowly reached behind her back, she pretended to be
struggling with her bra. He clenched his jaw and stepped closer. He didn’t even
warn her, he just ripped it off and pushed her onto bed. She crawled to the top
of the bed, she obediently laid on her back placing her hands above her head,
meeting the coldness of headboard.
Justin seemed pleased, as he got onto bed, placing his knees
on either side of her body, slowly making his way up to her, slowly rolling her
shirt in his hands. Once he reached her, his crotch was directly in front of
her and she couldn’t help but bite her lip.
“You like what you see?” he asked taking her hands in his
and wrapping her shirt around her hands. He continued, never stopping to look
down at her. “Now, this will have to work today, but next time, baby girl,
you’re gonna be properly handcuffed. I promise you that.” He tighten the knot,
making sure it was at the same time tight enough, but not way to tight.
He backed away a little bit, he lowered himself, so his face
was at the same height as hers. They looked at each other, and Y/N just
couldn’t take it anymore. She just wanted to feel his touch, his lips all over
her body, his hands working their way up and down her inner thigh, his tongue
circling around her clit, and lastly his dick inside of her.
She moved her head up but he was faster and backed away, only
a little bit but enough far so she couldn’t reach him. He smirked at her while
she let out a sigh. It seemed like he wasn’t hurrying anywhere, but Y/N was
just about to explode. “Ugh, please Justin. Stop teasing.” She whined out.
The sound of her voice made Justin back away. He wiggled his
left finger “That’s a no-no. What did I say? Speak one more time and I will
stop. Do you really want me to stop? No? Then I will have to get those pretty little
mouth occupied, won’t I?”
Justin got off the bed, still not hurrying anywhere. He stood
on the left side of the bed, slowly undoing his kaki jeans. He used the opportunity
to take his shirt off, shoes and Calvin Klein boxers. Y/N’s eyes never let his
out of sight, observing every inch of his body, memorizing the little stuff.
“Like what you see?” Justin inquired. As a respond, she let
out a loud moan. “Isn’t it funny that, when you have a permission to talk you don’t,
but when you don’t, you do? You like being bad? Trust me I can treat you like a
bad girl any time you want.” He growled, slowly getting onto bed, taking the
same position as before.
He took his dick into his hand and placed it in front of her
mouth. “Suck.” But he didn’t need to tell her twice. She took him into her
mouth, as much as she could and started sucking onto it. His mouth felt open, as
her eyes never left his eyes. “Fuck, just like that.”
She would gladly go
slow and tease him, but she wasn’t able to take it slow. She picked her pace,
sucking and licking. He grabbed her hair “So you wanna be a bad girl? Then, don’t
suck a dick like a good girl.” With those words he pushed her head all the way
to his pubic hair. She gaged at the sudden at the feeling of his whole dick in
“That’s right take it all.” He roughly pushed her head back
and forth, and every time she could feel the tip of his dick hitting the back
of her throat. She could feel her drool all over her neck and chest.
“How selfish of me. You’re here all hot and wet, and all I think
about is my pleasure.” He pulled out, heavy breathing.
“Are you wet for me? Or are you dripping?” he asked, slowly
backing away so he was placed in between her legs. “Well, let’s find out.”
He harshly pressed his right hand on her pussy, rubbing her
clit through her panties. She let out a loud moan of relief, finally feeling
his touch. “Ohhoho.” He said excitedly. “Someone is dripping wet.”
He pulled her panties off, lowering his head, and without a
warning connecting his lips with her clit. Y/N moaned loudly, throwing her head
into the pillow and pushing her hips up. Justin placed his hands around her
legs, separating them to get into better position.
“So delicious.” He growled against her, which send shiver
all over her body. He pushed his two fingers in, making her moan even louder. He
picked his pace with his tongue and fingers action, making her lose her mind.
She was feeling herself getting close, and she knew he felt
it to, because he suddenly stopped. She whined because of the sudden feeling of
emptiness. He got up and in a matter of second pushed himself into him.
The sudden change from his tongue to his dick made her
scream his name out loud. He let out a loud grown. “So Fucking. Tight.” He muttered
out with every thrust.
With his left hand he placed her left leg onto his shoulder,
lightly hovering over her, his right hand found her right nipple, harshly nibbling
She was close, she could feel her orgasm growing. “I can
feel you clenching around my dick. You wanna come? Well not yet.”
With those words he picked up his speed, and it made it even
hared for not to cum. She tugged her nails into the fabric of her shirt. She looked
up at Justin, her eyes begging him to let her cum. He moved his hand from her
nipple to her neck, griping it tightly.
“Cum for me, baby girl. Cum for daddy.” Nothing more was
needed to be say. She felt her walls clenching, and within the second she came
hard, all around him, tugging her nails now into her skin, screaming his name.
“Fuck. You look so hot when you cum.” He hissed out, not
slowing his pace, while she was still high from her previous longly waited orgasm.
He stopped only to flip her around. “On all fours.” He demanded,
and once again thrusted into her. She was feeling sore, but she didn’t mind, it
felt so good to feel him inside her, she wished they could stay like this
He tangled his left hand in her hair, tugging it back so he
could appreciate her pretty face. His right hand slapped her each ass cheek
twice, making her whimper after every slap.
He could feel himself getting close, so he picked his pace.
Y/N wasn’t far away, even though she just finished one orgasm. She pushed her
ass more up “Fucking hell Y/N, do that again.”
She pushed her ass up as much as she could, feeling
satisfied that she could please him like that. “Are you close baby girl? Yeah?
Cum with me, cum with your daddy.”
His thrust became sloppier as both of their orgasms hit
them, she could feel his hot seed feeling her inside, and she screamed his name
loudly. He growled loudly emptying himself into her.
As the rid their orgasm of, Y/N collapsed on the bed, and
Justin on top of her, never pulling his dick out of her. She moved her head so
she was facing him and she smiled. They were both breathing heavily.
“That was extraordinary.” Was all she could mumble into the pillow.
Okay, so. I’m getting really tired of the idea that “true” Star Wars fans “know” that TFA was a terrible movie, that Jar Jar Abrams singlehandedly ruined the franchise, that Rogue One was everything TFA wasn’t or whatever. I’m honestly sick of it.
I grew up watching Star Wars. I can remember being in diapers and seeing Darth Vader on the TV screen, and I remember my parents taking me and my brother out of school early on opening day to see RotS. I loved Padmé, and Luke, and all the Skywalkers. I was a fan for years, and when Lucasfilm announced that they were sold to Disney and there would be new movies coming out, I was over the moon. More movies! Oh man! I wonder what they’ll do next! I was optimistic even when people on the Internet were screaming about how Disney would turn Star Wars into a musical cartoon. Having seen The Avengers and enjoyed the Pirates of the Caribbean series, I knew Star Wars was in good hands under the Mouse.
TFA came out, and when I saw it…it was even better than I hoped it would be. I was giddy and ecstatic over it all in a way I hadn’t been in a long time. In fact, I saw it a total of five times in the theater, a very rare thing for someone who sees most movies once in the theater and is okay with never watching them again. To this day, when I pop in my TFA Blu-ray, I enjoy it just as much as that first time at the movies. It’s just…a really great film to me. I love it a lot. And it’s so special, especially since it introduced two of my favorite characters to me. I think JJ Abrams did a great job with Episode VII, and the professional critics who made the movie sit at over 90% on Rotten Tomatoes would agree with that idea.
You’re not a “better” fan for hating TFA. You’re not “edgy” for trashing on JJ Abrams and claiming that anyone who enjoys the movie doesn’t “get” Star Wars. You can hate the movie all you want, of course; everyone has their own reasons for disliking what they dislike, and I’m not about to force you to like something you don’t. However, what I will tell you to do is to let go of this idea that “true” Star Wars fans only like certain Star Wars movies, that certain movies deserve to be disregarded while others should be placed on a pedestal if you want to keep your Official Star Wars Fan Badge™. Guess what? TFA exists! TFA is an official Star Wars movie! People who enjoy TFA…are real Star Wars fans!
Anyway, I love TFA, and I’m so, so excited to see what happens next in Episode VIII. It’s a great time to be a Star Wars fan!