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Some of the most kind people Ive ever met had had Jupiter conjunct Moon/Venus. Pure, genuine kindness.

Fama(408) conjunct Uranus can indicate overnight fame. This aspect reminds me of the people who are recorded saying something really funny without realizing it and when they wake up in the morning and see the video went viral.

Venus 10th house is common in the charts of people who work with beauty procedures with a more permanent effect like microblading, cosmetic tattoos, laser hair removal etc. People with these placements often like to get these procedures done on themselves too. Since 10th house is ruled by saturn and saturn is time they want something that lasts instead of just going to a makeupartist.

If one of your parents have Venus in the 5th house you probably hot af.

Moon/Venus conjunct Chiron can mean constantly befriending or falling for the wrong women. They are drawn to people who need healing. But what they forget is that misery loves company.

Everytime I like an artist to the point of liking EVERY song they make we had Venus 8th house synastry. There is a deep understanding here when it comes to art.

Fama(408) conjunct Moon = Soccer mom image👩🏻‍🍼⚽️🧸

People with Ceres(1) conjunct personal planets tend to be well liked.

Venus/Saturn aspects might be hated on more by older people than people their own age. Older women might comment on their looks and older men notice them.

Everytime someone throws a fit in my comments its because I said something about their Moon aspect/sign. Which kinda proves what a sensitive planet the Moon is.

Moon can show where you spend so much time to the point of living there. I read about a person in true crime who lived in her car and she had Moon in the 3rd house, Ive seen Moon in the 6th house who are at work all the time, Ive seen Moon in the 11th housers who are always at their friends house.

Mars, Nessus or Lilith in the 11th house can be keyboard warriors. 🤬💻

Part of Fortune in the 5th house makes someone blessed with extraordinary creativity.

Ive seen people with Lilith Square Jupiter might have to suffer a lot because of rebelling against cultural/religious expectations.

Mars Square Uranus are the kind of people to EXPLODE with physical energy. This makes them excellent at martial arts since they move quick. Mike Tyson have Mars Square Uranus and Pluto.

Venus in Leo in the solar return chart can make you more interested in fashion & haircare that year. 💅

Transit Asteroid Destinn(6583) was conjunct my natal Venus and Transit Moon was in my natal 7th house the day I met the love of my life. Transit Juno(3) was conjunct my natal Juno.

Transit Dejanira(157) conjunct my natal Ascendant was hell. Ive never been victimized by others like I was during that year.

Women with Lilith and Pluto aspecting the Ascendant always look so good in bloodred or jetblack hair.

Moon in the 11th house might find a lot of comfort in social media. Social media can be their escape.

Juicy Couture just screams Taurus energy to me. The soft comfy but still so rich and pretty look to the clothes and bags is pure Taurus. (I cant be the only one who relate certain brands to a sign?)🛍️

Be careful with 2nd house synastry bc it can really make you want to buy someone stuff. I dont know if its house or planet who usually wants to buy bc Ive seen both ways around. Sure it can be a positive thing but not if one is a user and the other is naive. Can also make one expect stuff from the other. 💰

Me and my lilsister have 2nd house synastry but we would never use eachother we just love buying eachother stuff and discuss food and shopping together. For us the giving goes both ways. But Ive seen other situations where one just gave and gave without getting anything back.

Most Libra Venus men Ive met made a very big deal out of what their type is. The type to let eeeeverybody know about how they only date redheads. They can become VERY into what they find beautiful.

Venus says a lot about your behaviour bc Venus is what we find attractive and ofc we act as we want to be seen. Capricorn Venuses for example tend to act in a very mature and serious way. Their behaviour really screams ”take me seriously or live to regret it.”

People with Venus/Pluto tends to get a lot of unwanted suggestions on what to do with their looks.

Transit Asteroid Destinn(6583) was conjunct my natal Venus the day I met the love of my life. And transit Juno(3) was conjunct my natal Juno.

Plutonian Moons can always spot eachother. Same with Chiron 1st house and Lilith 11th house. Thats because these placements all bring experiences in someones youth that can be easily seen on the person later in life.

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You ok? (Tom Kaulitz)

The apartment was a mess. Clothes were scattered all over the floor, dirty dishes piled up in the sink, and half-empty beer bottles littered the countertops. Tom Kaulitz, lead guitarist of Tokio Hotel, stumbled into the living room, looking as if he'd just gone ten rounds with Mike Tyson. His once-perfect hair was disheveled, his makeup smudged, and there was a look of utter defeat in his usually piercing brown eyes. He collapsed onto the couch with a groan, fumbling to pull his phone out of his pocket.

"Hey, Tom," I said, poking my head out of the kitchen where I'd been trying to get a snack. "What happened? Did your interview go that badly?"

He let out a humorless laugh as he flipped through his phone, not even bothering to look at me. "Worse," he muttered. "So much worse."

I walked over to the couch and sat down beside him, gently rubbing his back in a soothing motion. "Come on, Tom," I coaxed. "You can tell me what happened. It's okay"

He sighed heavily and finally looked up at me, his eyes red-rimmed from tears or exhaustion, I wasn't sure which. "They were just so mean," he whispered. "They asked me the same questions over and over again, like I was some kind of idiot. And then they made fun of my accent. It was awful."

I winced, knowing how sensitive Tom could be about his accent. He'd worked hard to improve it, but there would always be people who made fun of him for it. "I'm sorry, Tom," I murmured, leaning forward to rest my head against his shoulder. "That's just cruel. But it's not your fault. You did your best."

He took a deep breath and let it out slowly, seeming to steel himself before continuing. "And then they asked me about the other guys in the band. They kept using the word 'drama' and 'tension' and…" His voice trailed off, and his Adam's apple bobbed as he swallowed heavily. "It was just a mess. A complete disaster."

I didn't know what to say. I'd seen Tom in better moods, and I'd seen him in worse ones, but this was…different. He looked so defeated, so lost. I wanted to help him, to make him feel better, but I didn't know how.

Finally, I reached up and brushed a stray hair out of his face. "Hey, you know what?" I said, forcing a smile. "Let's forget about that interview. Let's just order some takeout, watch a movie, possibly have a little fun later." I smirked. We don't have to leave the house if you don't want to. We can just relax, be ourselves, and forget about everything else for a while."

Tom looked up at me, a small smile tugging at the corners of his lips. "Yeah," he whispered. "That sounds nice." He took my hand in his and squeezed it gently. "Thanks, y/n. I appreciate it."

I smiled back at him, feeling a warmth spread through my chest. Even though I'd only been friends with Tom for a few months, I knew how much his friends meant to him, and I was grateful that I could be there for him when he needed me the most.

As we waited for the takeout to arrive, I curled up on the couch beside him, our shoulders touching. I couldn't help but notice how good he smelled - a mix of his favorite cologne and his own unique scent that I'd grown to love. I wondered if he knew how attractive he was when he was feeling so down.

"So," I said, trying to distract him. "What do you feel like watching?"

He shrugged. "I don't know. Something dumb and mindless?"

I laughed. "Sounds good to me. How about that new romantic comedy everyone's been talking about?"

He rolled his eyes playfully. "Oh, come on. You know that's not my thing."

"Oh, please," I teased. "You secretly love romantic comedies. I've seen you cry during the sappiest ones."

He leaned over and playfully swatted at my arm. "Very funny," he muttered, but I could tell he was smiling beneath his fake annoyance. "Fine. Whatever you want to watch."

I felt a thrill run through me at his teasing. We continued to chat and laugh as we waited for the food to arrive, and for a while, it was almost as if the interview had never happened. I couldn't help but feel grateful for this moment, for my friendship with Tom, and for the chance to help him forget his troubles, even if only for a little while.

When the food finally arrived, we dug in, savoring the taste of spicy noodles and dumplings. The TV flickered in the background as we ate, and I couldn't help but steal glances at Tom out of the corner of my eye. He looked so different when he was relaxed and laughing, his eyes sparkling and his cheeks flushed. It was easy to forget, in those moments, that he was one of the biggest pop stars in the world.

As we finished our meal, I suggested we retire to our shared room to watch the rest of the movie. Tom hesitated for a moment, but then finally agreed, and we both rose from the couch. As we made our way down the hall, I felt a strange mixture of anticipation and nervousness building inside me. I'd never been in this room with him before, and I couldn't help but wonder what it would be like to share this intimate space with him.

The room was lit only by the soft glow of a bedside lamp, casting everything in a warm, golden light. The bed was huge, with plush pillows and a deep, inviting mattress that begged to be crawled into. I plopped down on the edge of the bed and patted the spot beside me, gesturing for Tom to join me. He hesitated for a moment before finally sitting down, his leg brushing against mine.

We settled in to watch the movie, but I couldn't help but steal glances at him out of the corner of my eye. The light from the screen cast his features in a warm, flickering glow, and I couldn't help but wonder what it would be like to kiss those lips, to feel his touch against my skin. The air between us seemed to crackle with an electricity that I hadn't felt before, and it made my heart race with anticipation.

As the movie reached its climax, I found myself unable to take my eyes off of Tom. His breath hitched slightly as he leaned forward, his body tense with anticipation, and a strange, fluttery sensation filled my chest. In that moment, I knew that I wanted more than anything to be closer to him, to feel his touch, his warmth.

Without even thinking, I reached out and took his hand in mine, lacing our fingers together. His skin was smooth and warm, and the touch sent a shiver down my spine. He looked at me, surprise flickering across his features, but he didn't pull away. Instead, he squeezed my hand gently, and for a moment, everything else faded away, leaving only the two of us, connected in this intimate moment.

As the credits began to roll, I found myself unable to tear my eyes away from Tom's face. He was staring at our entwined hands as if he couldn't quite believe what was happening, and a slow, shy smile spread across his lips. For a moment, I wondered if he was thinking the same thing that I was: that maybe, just maybe, this was the beginning of something more.

With a deep breath, I leaned in closer, my body tingling with anticipation. I could feel the warmth of his skin as our breath mingled in the air between us, and I couldn't help but wonder what it would be like to kiss him. My heart raced with nervous excitement as I closed the distance, my lips brushing against his in a gentle, tentative kiss.

At first, he responded cautiously, his lips pressing back against mine, but as I deepened the kiss, I could feel him relax, surrendering to the moment. His arms wrapped around me, pulling me even closer, and a shudder ran through me as I felt the hardness of his chest against my breasts. He tasted like popcorn and the faint hint of something sweet, and I couldn't help but moan into his mouth.

As our kiss intensified, I felt my body begin to melt into his, and for a moment, it was as if the rest of the world didn't exist. We were lost in this tender, passionate embrace, and I couldn't remember the last time I'd felt so completely connected to someone. When we finally broke apart, we were both panting, our faces flushed and our eyes glazed over with desire.

Tom leaned his head back against the pillows, his chest rising and falling rapidly. "Wow," he breathed. "That was… unexpected."

I smiled up at him, feeling a warmth spread through my entire body. "Me too," I admitted. "But in a good way."

He reached out and traced a finger down my cheek, his touch sending shivers down my spine. "Yeah," he said softly. "In a very good way."

We lapsed into silence for a moment, each lost in our own thoughts, before Tom cleared his throat and said, "So, um… do you want to talk about it?"

I glanced at him, trying to read the expression on his face. He looked nervous, almost as if he was afraid of what I might say. I took a deep breath and said, "I don't know. What do you want to talk about?"

He smiled a little awkwardly. "Well, I guess I was just wondering if… if that was just a kiss or something more?"

I considered his question for a moment. It was a valid one, and one that I hadn't really thought about. I looked back at him and felt a flutter in my stomach when our eyes met. "I don't know," I admitted. "I mean, it's just us, right? We've been friends for so long, and I think… I think I've always had a crush on you, even if I didn't really realize it."

He smiled slightly, nodding as if he understood. "I've always thought you were pretty amazing, too, y/n. You're smart and funny and just… you. I don't know. Maybe this was just us finally giving in to all those feelings we've had."

I felt a warmth spread through my chest at his words. "Maybe," I said softly. "Or maybe it's something more."

We lapsed into silence again, and this time, it didn't feel awkward or forced. Instead, it felt natural, like we were both giving ourselves the space to process what had just happened. The air between us seemed to crackle with an electric energy, and I couldn't help but wonder where this newfound connection would lead us.

After a while, Tom broke the silence. "So, uh… what do you want to do now?" he asked, his voice still tentative. "We could just talk or watch another movie or…"

I smiled at him, feeling a spark of mischief. "Or we could do something else," I suggested. "Like explore these new feelings we have for each other."

His eyes widened a bit at my words, and for a moment, I thought he might push back. But then, he leaned in closer, his lips brushing against mine in a slow, gentle kiss. As his tongue found its way into my mouth, I could feel my body respond, arching into him with a soft moan.

We kissed for what seemed like an eternity, our hands roaming over each other's bodies, seeking out new places to explore and taste. The air in the room grew thick with desire, and it felt as if the world around us had faded away, leaving only the two of us in this intimate bubble.

Eventually, Tom broke the kiss, his breath hot against my ear as he whispered, "I want you, y/n." His fingers traced a path down my stomach, stopping just above my waistband. Without another word, he leaned forward and unbuttoned my jeans, pulling them down over my hips. I gasped as the cool air hit my skin, and he chuckled softly, kissing his way down my neck.

My heart raced as he undressed me, revealing my lace-trimmed panties to his hungry gaze. He pushed me back onto the bed, climbing on top of me and kissing me again, this time with a newfound urgency. I arched my back into him, moaning as his hardness pressed against me.

His hands roamed over my body, exploring the curves I'd never shown anyone else before. He kissed a trail down my chest, teasing me with his tongue as he made his way lower. When he reached my inner thigh, he paused, his breath hot against my skin. "You're so beautiful," he murmured, his fingers tracing a lazy pattern on my folds.

I gasped as he finally touched me, his fingers finding my wetness with ease. He thrust two fingers inside me, stretching me and filling the ache that had been building inside me for so long. I cried out, arching into his touch as he began to move, his fingers finding a rhythm that sent shivers through my entire body.

His other hand cupped my breast, rolling my nipple between his thumb and forefinger, sending a wave of pleasure straight to my core. I could feel myself getting closer and closer, the tension coiling tighter and tighter inside me.

"Tom…" I breathed his name, my voice barely audible over the pounding of my heart. He leaned down, capturing my mouth in a deep, passionate kiss, his tongue dancing with mine as he continued to bring me to the brink.

When I finally came, it was with a force that seemed to shake me to my very core. My body convulsed beneath him, my nails digging into his back as wave after wave of pleasure washed over me. He continued to stroke me gently, his fingers still buried inside me, until the last tremor had faded away.

He pulled his hand back, his gaze locked on mine as he watched me catch my breath. I could see the desire in his eyes, the need to be inside me, and I ached for him. I reached down, unbuttoning his pants and pushing them down his hips, freeing his hardness from his boxers.

He groaned as I wrapped my hand around him, stroking him slowly at first, learning the feel of him in my hand. His hips moved involuntarily, urging me on as I began to stroke him faster, harder, matching the rhythm of my hand to the beat of my heart.

"y/n…" he moaned, his head falling back against the pillow. "I want to be inside you." He positioned himself at my entrance, his eyes never leaving mine as he guided himself inside me. I gasped at the tightness, the fullness, the rightness of him filling me up. He pushed deeper, inch by perfect inch, until he was buried to the hilt.

His weight was crushing me, but I didn't care. I wrapped my legs around him, arching my back to meet his thrusts. He began to move, his hips undulating against mine in a rhythm that felt so natural, so right. His skin was hot against mine, and I could feel every inch of him inside me as he claimed me.

He kissed me again, his tongue dancing with mine, and I could feel the tension building inside me once more. I wrapped my hand around us, feeling the slickness of his skin as he grew closer and closer. He thrust harder, faster, matching my desperation as I neared the edge.

And then, with a groan that vibrated through me, he came, his body tense and shuddering as he emptied himself into me. I felt the hot rush of his release, the pulsing of his muscles as he milked my orgasm from me. My nails dug into his shoulders, my legs locked around him, as wave after wave of pleasure washed over us.

We lay there, entwined, our hearts racing and our breath coming in ragged gasps. I could feel him still inside me, his hardness softening, but not retreating. He rolled to his side, propping himself up on one elbow to look down at me. His eyes met mine, and for a moment, I thought I saw a flicker of uncertainty.

"Are you okay?" he asked softly.

I nodded, tracing a line along his jaw with my finger. "Yeah, I'm fine. That was… intense."

He smiled, his eyes meeting mine. "It was that." His thumb brushed across my lips, leaving a trail of warmth in its wake. "I didn't want to hurt you."

I felt a blush creep up my neck. "You didn't. It was… perfect."

He leaned down, pressing a kiss to my forehead. "I'm glad." His hand trailed down my side, over my hip, and lower, until his fingers found my folds once more. "I could stay like this all night."

A/n: holy chimichangas this was long.

2875 words. Man, I'm proud of myself. Thank you for the request!!

Milf? Milf

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Adventures With Mini Senerchia

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11 February 2024

Jeremy Hutchins: Drive Shack (Short Story)

-Jeremy x Reader-

!!CW!! — Teasing/Name Calling

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"No, no, no, Jeremy." You sigh. "Your form is still wrong. Baby... baby... I keep telling you, you gotta bend your knees a bit more... like you're getting into a squat. Straighten out your back, lock those hips, and swing with your spine! That's how you get the ball to go far!"

You've been trying to get him to correct his form for the last ten minutes — burning up what's left of your last hour at the Drive Shack. Though your intention was to use the hands-off approach to coach him, he just can't seem to get it right on his own... and he refuses to take his swing until you're satisfied with his stance.

"What?" He replies, still as clueless as ever. "That's what I'm doing, right? My legs are bent... like you said. My hips are stiff, and my back is straight. How am I wrong?"

"You're just not— you know what... I'm just gonna have to show you." Having grown impatient with him, you stand up from the comfortable black couch at your driving station, and make your way over to the tee. "Look," you sigh — walking up behind him, "I'm gonna move you around like a doll, okay, and get you in the proper stance. Hold still."

"Oh... okay."

With a firm grip, you reach your arms around his body, and grab his wrists. "Now... we're gonna bend our knees the right way, alright. Bend yours with mine, and sink your hips against my pelvis. It should feel like your sitting on me... like I'm a chair."

"Okay..."

Jeremy presses his butt against the front of your pants, as hard as he can, and folds his knees over yours. "How's that?" He asks, looking back at you, as though he's giving you a lap dance. "Am I doing it right?"

His ass feels hot and soft against your bulge... like two warm buns, wrapped tightly with a thin cloth. It's heavier than your remember it being... far more dense than it was the last time he put it on you. His extra weight, and body heat radiating from his skin, calms you down as you hold him steady.

"Y—Yeah." You stutter. "Your... your form is right. Now, I want you to tighten up your core. Like, your stomach and hips should feel like they're made of stone before you swing... like they could take a punch from Mike Tyson, and not move an inch." Leaning into his warmth, you lower your hands onto his stomach. "I'll feel your core, baby... and tell you when you've got it right."

"Alright. Hmmph... how's that?" His belly tenses up in your palms... gets stiff and hard underneath all of his fat, just like the metaphorical rock that you mentioned. "This good?"

"Yeah, baby. Great! You're starting to get it... finally. Guess you're not totally a lost cause, tonight. My big boy is learning!"

"Hehe. Big Boy? Why'd you call me that?" He looks down at his stomach, flexing it even tighter.

"Aw, don't do that to me, baby. We were doing good. Relax a little... you're going overboard now. Besides, you know you've put on a bit of a gut lately... 'cuz we keep coming to places like this, with good food. Can't say I don't keep my baby well-fed. Don't worry about it. Just focus on your swing. Now, you're gonna pretend like your whole torso is on a swivel. Rotate back... and then swing forward, as hard as you can."

"Okay... I'm gonna swing, but don't call me Big Boy again... or Poochie, or Paunchy, or Doughy, or any of those other nicknames. I don't like it when you call me fat."

"Oh please, Jeremy. Lighten up. You know I like you with a little extra weight on your bones! Just take the shot... and I'll show your belly all the love I got, as soon as we finish up out here."

"Fine... but if I make it to that big ring over there, you gotta buy me a large thing of cheesy fries before we go. May as well make love to a full gut... if you're not just bluffing."

"Oh, trust me, I'm not. Now, take the shot... just like I taught you."

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The film director William Friedkin, who has died aged 87, was slightly older than the “movie brats” group (Steven Spielberg, Martin Scorsese and so on) credited with revolutionising US cinema in the late 1960s and early 70s.

Like Robert Altman and Sidney Lumet, Friedkin had come to cinema through TV and documentary, but made a vital contribution to the American new wave. His double-whammy in the first half of the 1970s, The French Connection (1971) and The Exorcist (1973), met with critical acclaim and a level of box-office success that elevated them into pop-culture phenomena. They also managed to overshadow everything else he did.

Nevertheless it would be wrong to characterise his career as a rise and fall. His finest hour was arguably the 1985 cop-and-counterfeiters thriller To Live and Die in LA, while he scored a modest triumph late in the day with his 2011 adaptation of Tracy Letts’s southern-fried noir play Killer Joe. But his steady hand, his timing and his commercial savvy were evident in those early hits. The French Connection, with its preference for hand-held, vérité-style camerawork and on-the-hoof sound recording, sometimes at the expense of intelligibility, took the American policier to a level of authenticity and grittiness to which the genre still aspires today.

Friedkin was never shy of owning up to his mistakes; his 2013 memoir, The Friedkin Connection, opens with an account of various regrettable errors, including passing up the chance to buy an ownership stake in Mike Tyson and throwing away some sketches by the then-unknown artist Jean-Michel Basquiat. To these can be added his reluctance to cast Gene Hackman as The French Connection’s dishevelled antihero, “Popeye” Doyle.

Actor and director fought regularly. “His outbursts [onscreen] were aimed directly at me … more than the drug smugglers.” Among the film’s five Academy Awards was a best actor prize for Hackman’s snarling performance, and one for Friedkin as best director.

The Exorcist followed Roman Polanski’s Rosemary’s Baby (1968) in bestowing upon the modern horror movie a new sheen of class and respectability. Friedkin integrated serious themes with extreme gore and intense terror, but rejected the idea that The Exorcist belonged to the horror genre. “I think it deals with issues far more profound than what you find in the average horror film. To be frank with you, Bill [the writer William Peter Blatty] and I never set out to make a horror film. The idea never crossed our minds. To me, The Exorcist was a story about the mystery of faith, and I tried to depict that as realistically as possible.”

His parents and grandparents had fled Kiev (Kyiv) in the early 1900s, making the passage to the US by hiding on freighter ships. William was born and raised in Chicago, the son of Rachel (nee Green), who gave up her job as an operating-room nurse when he was born, and Louis, a former semi-professional softball player turned cigar maker and men’s clothing salesman. Friedkin characterised his own adolescence as one of frustration and thwarted dreams: “From an early age, my ambitions overwhelmed my abilities,” he wrote. “It’s a miracle I didn’t end up in jail or on the streets.”

He graduated from Senn high school in 1953 and got a job in the post-room of a local Chicago television station, WGN-TV. He worked his way up through various positions, acting as floor manager on several hundred shows before a vacancy opened for a director of live drama.

But it was a cinematic experience around the same time that proved formative. One afternoon in the early 60s, Friedkin went to see Orson Welles’s Citizen Kane for the first time, entering the cinema at noon and not leaving until late that evening, having watched the movie five times back-to-back: “No film I’ve seen before or since meant so much to me. I thought, ‘Whatever that is, that’s what I want to do…’ On that Saturday, just three years younger than Welles when he created Kane, I resolved to become a film-maker.”

In 1962, he made The People vs Paul Crump, an award-winning documentary about a man on death row, and also directed an episode of The Alfred Hitchcock Hour, before knocking out four features: Good Times (1965), a vehicle for the musical duo Sonny & Cher; the comedy The Night They Raided Minsky’s and an intermittently electrifying screen version of Harold Pinter’s The Birthday Party (both 1968); and another theatre adaptation, The Boys in the Band (1970), about a group of gay friends.

In his 1998 book Easy Riders, Raging Bulls, the film historian Peter Biskind wrote that on the basis of those last two films, Friedkin had acquired a “reputation for being an art film director, the kiss of death. He was depressed, afraid he would never work again.”

Salvation came in the shape of a screenplay adapted from a factual bestseller about the NYPD’s campaign to smash a drug ring. Friedkin brought an unprecedented level of realism to The French Connection. A key sequence, thrillingly executed by Friedkin, features a seven-minute chase through Brooklyn, with Popeye (in a stolen car) trying to outrun and intercept his quarry, who has hijacked the train speeding along the elevated track above him.

Friedkin was not bashful about his Oscar win: Biskind reported that the director had his chair on the set of The Exorcist emblazoned with the words “An Oscar for The French Connection”. His behaviour had also become harsher and unrulier, even if there was usually a method to his madness (such as slapping a real priest, who had been hired to play an absolution scene, in order to produce the required nervous energy).

The Exorcist was a calculating combination of the portentous and the shrill, mixing highfalutin religious inquiry with brazenly shocking scenes showing Regan (played by the 13-year-old Linda Blair) masturbating with a crucifix, growling obscenities and projectile vomiting. Friedkin’s grasp of tone was sure, though the movie sometimes seemed to be in denial about its own carnivalesque tactics.

These two defining peaks of Friedkin’s career were followed in 1977 by his most conspicuous commercial flop: Sorcerer, a thriller about four men driving a combustible cargo of dynamite through the rainforest. It was based on the same source material as Henri-Georges Clouzot’s masterpiece The Wages of Fear, and while not in the same league it was nonetheless undeserving of its box-office fate.

Various factors were blamed, ranging from Friedkin’s hubris to a release date adjacent to Star Wars. It would not be until a remastered print of Sorcerer was screened at the Venice film festival in 2013 that it would begin to lose its unwarranted taint of failure. He insisted it was the work of his which remained closest to his original vision: “The way I saw the film in my mind’s eye, that is the one that’s pretty much there.”

His usual bluster was absent from his next film, the low-key comedy-thriller The Brink’s Job (1978), a dramatisation of the $3m Brink’s robbery in Boston, which Friedkin made when his proposed film of Born on the Fourth of July (later shot by Oliver Stone) fell through.

The mixture of sensational subject matter and po-faced tone that had served him so well on The Exorcist did not prove so successful with Cruising (1980), a lurid and occasionally objectionable thriller starring Al Pacino as a cop who goes undercover in the gay S&M subculture to catch a murderer.

An early draft of the script had been leaked, prompting an onslaught of objections from the gay press, and by the time the film emerged heavily trimmed by the censor’s scissors, it was something of a tarnished cause célèbre. Though Cruising is more complex and conflicted than some of its detractors would allow, it looks unlikely to undergo the same critical rehabilitation as Sorcerer.

To Live and Die in LA showed that not only had Friedkin’s French Connection-era knack for dynamic action sequences not deserted him, but he could combine it with a slicker, stylised aesthetic. The rest of the 80s, however, was not a fertile time for him. He made Deal of the Century (1983), a listless comedy about the arms race, the TV movie C.A.T. Squad (1986) and the thriller Rampage (1987), which he adapted himself from William P Wood’s book.

The Guardian (1990) returned him to the horror genre. Blue Chips (1994), a drama about the politics of college basketball, was subtle and powerful, with an uncompromising lead performance by Nick Nolte, but it foundered commercially (it went straight to video in the UK). The thriller Jade (1995) earned some notoriety when its extravagantly paid screenwriter Joe Eszterhas complained of the changes made to his script; Friedkin, who was responsible for the rewrites, later named it as his favourite of his own movies.

Rules of Engagement (2000) was a mediocre drama with reactionary overtones, about a court-martial following the massacre of civilians in Yemen. The star of that film, Tommy Lee Jones, was reunited with the director in another thriller, The Hunted (2003). But Friedkin found new momentum of sorts in two adaptations of claustrophobic thrillers by Letts – Bug (2006) and Killer Joe.

In 2013, he returned to Pinter’s The Birthday Party, directing the play for the stage in Los Angeles, with Tim Roth and Steven Berkoff among the cast. However, this was postponed at the 11th hour when Friedkin decided to replace Berkoff in the part of the intimidating inquisitor Goldberg (though Berkoff claimed to have resigned). The production did not find a replacement and was never staged.

In 2018, he was the subject of Friedkin Uncut, which combed through his career and featured interviews with collaborators, celebrity fans and the director himself, who is heard confirming that he only ever asks for one or two takes: “I’m not looking for perfection,” he says.

His final films were The Devil and Father Amorth (2017), a documentary about a real-life exorcist, and The Caine Mutiny Court-Martial (2023), an updated adaptation of the Herman Wouk novel first filmed in 1954, starring Kiefer Sutherland. It will premiere next month at the Venice film festival, where the director was honoured in 2013 with a lifetime achievement award.

Friedkin’s reputation as bullish extended to all areas of his life and work. As an interviewee he was comically blunt. Responding to an Independent journalist who complained that the prologue to The Exorcist was baffling, he said: “I don’t have to explain it. You’re free to think of it, or to dismiss it, in any way that you want. It’s called mystery … Jackie Collins writes crisp narrative. I suggest you read all of her books. You will never be in doubt about where the story is going.”

And he rebuffed a Guardian reporter’s suggestion that he subscribed to the auteur theory, which prizes the director as the ultimate author of a film: “Didn’t you hear what I said? Am I talking to deaf ears? No! No! ... The auteur theory is a load of bollocks!”

His first three marriages ended in divorce: that to the actor Jeanne Moreau lasted from 1977 to 1979; that to another actor, Lesley-Anne Down, from 1982 to 1985; and that to the journalist Kelly Lange from 1987 to 1990. The following year he married the former chief executive of Paramount, Sherry Lansing.

She survives him, along with a son, Cedric, from a relationship with Jennifer Nairn-Smith, and a son, Jack (Jackson), from his second marriage.

🔔 William Friedkin, film director, producer and screenwriter, born 29 August 1935; died 7 August 2023

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Hmm I was watching this video https://youtu.be/DHF8LdiFhW8?si=U3QcuoufihSLEONt

And in the comments they pointed out that parents of the 50’s were children on the Great Depression. Which got me thinking

As you know a lot of people who came from poverty goes crazy when they get famous or successful. The…black community is like that as we can barely comprehend so much wealth at once. Not all as many are slick enough to start their own record labels, clothing, etc.

But that comment got me thinking about the great generation. I can only imagine how crazy they went with the fact they grew up in the Great Depression and then boom the USA is on top of the world. Then they sent their kids to college who got brained that Kinsey studies was good for society.

Yes I know the previous generations prior to boomers had libidos, I mean look at Walt’s and his colleagues/competitors works when the female body got more defined in cartoons.

But we really need to look into the boomers upbringings and their parents prior to prevent another one.

I wish this was the stawman it looks like but I've seen this all before on here.

Wonder if they'd be terribly shocked at how much "GAY" was ignored in the 50's and beyond.

Couple of teachers at the Christian (ND but Pentecostal run) school I went to, ladies that had a duplex they rented next to each other and always had neither one married or dated that anyone knew of and they were just "really good friends" and had been forever. Both taught 5th grade too.

Didn't even click for me what was likely going on till I was in my 20's and they drifted into my head for some reason, but ya that was in the 80's that was going on.

The arguments about divorce and women not having their own bank accounts honestly hold a lot more water.

The…black community is like that as we can barely comprehend so much wealth at once. Not all as many are slick enough to start their own record labels, clothing, etc.

Herb from "Peaches and Herb" was working well here

"Once again, Fame returned to law enforcement and joined the U.S. Marshals Service in 1986 as a deputized court security officer at the U.S. Court of Appeals for Veterans Claims."

Big part of that I think was him getting shafted on royalties, but initial payouts still should have kept him comfortably middle class for life after the 3rd peaches.

Then we have MC Hammer and Mike Tyson, though being shit with handling money and the fame that comes with it isn't exclusive to any one group regardless of the demographic they're in.

Thankfully the lawyers and accountants are getting better at convincing people to knock it the fuck off so we don't wind up with.

To be fair to Willie his accountants had screwed him and there were some bad investments, oversight of accountants is also part of the bit above this with the getting them to knock it the fuck off part.

Ted Nugent ran into similar, but the accountants had made some really bad investments instead of just flat out not paying his taxes for years.

But ya guys like Dre, Jay Z, Beyonce, and Rhianna from that end of the spectrum have done very well, Michael Jackson for all his eccentricity made some great investments that should be enough to keep his grandkids doing wonderfully even. (as long as they still have half the Beatles catalouge at least)

As for libidos, we been horny since the dawn of horns it got played down some round WW1 or so and people started to reset their memories, there's some nasty stuff out there from the Victorian to Edwardian ages.

The Go Home Show, March 23rd, 1998

The March 23rd episode opens with a Stone Cold promo. He instantly tells Kevin Kelly to shut up because he doesn't want to listen. He mentions what Vince said last week about being champion, and he cant be molded into anything else. Austin will continue to do whatever he wants whenever he wants and nobody can do a damn thing about it. Austin is looking ahead to Mania.

Slaughter informs Austin that he in fact DOESNT have the night off and will compete tonight and then he does his "Thats an order'' gimmick sayin Mr. McMahon gave the order. He then announces his opponent in The Rock and Austin replies "that's fine, he'll walk through all the trash". Slaughter then tells Austin that if he doesn't wrestle tonight he'll forfeit his main event at WrestleMania.

Stone Cold has to remind Slaughter he just said he would wrestle the match..in a moment of getting annoyed he hits Sgt. Slaughter with a Stunner and i kid you not the man did a front flip. Old men just don't bump for the stunner like they used to.

Later on in the night DX comes out to cut a promo. First Triple H wants to see footage from last week and we see his winning the championship.

Triple H says at Mania Chyna will be handcuffed to "The Chin" (not going to lie I loved all the Slaughter jokes from this time). But it wont be a factor because he owns Owen and he should just stay at home, if the black hart shows up to Wrestlemania then HHH will put him in the wheelchair for good. Shawn points out a fan at ringside and makes fun of her huge boobs and calls her a skank,

all of which didn't phase her in the least bit. He addresses the back and forth banter between Austin and McMahon and compares it to a girl fight with pinches. He said there's a cat fight booked at Mania (probably referring to Sable and Luna in their tag team match with Marc Mero and Goldust). Shawn appreciates the fact that Vince doesn't want Steve to become champ but the truth is Steve doesn't care and neither does he (Shawn). Shawn tell Steve for forget about Vince and stunning Slaughter he needs to focus on Shawn at mania and there's only one way to accomplish his 8 year dream. Shawn says he's the same age as Steve but accomplished so much more throughout his entire run but he's going to give him that one opportunity at WrestleMania. Stone Cold has to overcome Shawn and he also has to overcome one more thing...after feigning amnesia he pulls Tyson into the camera frame and says DX's Mike Tyson is the special enforcer.

 Tyson says hell knock Austin out if he gets in the way. Shawn asks Mike "who will walk out of WrestleMania STILL champion?" Mike say's

So I guess he just gave Shawn a new nickname...anyway Shawn then asks whos the baddest man on the planet and Mike says "YOU ARE HEA..." No I'm kidding he knew Shawn was referring to him he says he is. And Shawn ends it by saying DX will rule the wrestling world forever and that's his last promo at least as a performer until his return in 2002.

In the main event Rock and Austin go for a lock up and Rock gets Steve in the corner,

Austin flips it around and breaks the hold flipping Rocky off as only Steve can. After more back n forth the camera cuts to DX watching the match in their locker room.

The Rock gets Austin down but Austin pops up with a Lou Thez Press outta nowhere giving him a boost of momentum. The Rock then ducks a Stunner and bails to the outside. Austin attacks Mark to get at the Rock, he smashes Rock into the steps and once the action get back in the ring Rock begs for mercy but he gets a mudhole stomped in his ass. Rock ducks a clothes line and bails back to the outside. Austin grabs a chair to handle the members of the Nation of Domination at ringside. And while Austin is distracted Rocky comes from behind with a suprise attack and slams austin into the ring steps. Throwing him back in the ring The Rock kicks and chokes Austin in the corner, after letting up for a bit Mark Henry gets a quick choke in while the ref is distracted and the show goes to commercial break. When the commerical break is over Austin is shown having the Rock in a sleeper hold. The Rock escapes by running Austin into the corner and then boom we gets steve in the middle of the ring with the most electrifying move in sport entertainment.

Austin kicks out so Rock applies a Chinlock, no submitting so Rock goes for another peoples elbow but Steve moves out of the way. Steve hits Rock with 3 clotheslines back to back

and avoids a back body drop but caught that Stunner. Austin wins.. but D Lo tries to run and he too catches a stunner. DX music plays and they come out,

Shawn says he already turned his lights out once with Sweet Chin Music but this sunday he's going to do it one last time. He leaves for a second before coming RIGHT BACK OUT... I don't know why exactly, but he's in a huff, too took his jacket off and everything lol.

All jokes aside Vince probably told him to go back out there...or he wont get his fanny pack back (sorry I couldn't resist)

Triple h holds him back. Of course its to stall while the show goes off the air all for building anticipation for a show that really had already sold itself...

Next Stop.. WRESTLEMANIA!!!!

Are you ready?

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I am having fun dressing up and picking up new clothes and play with my looks but anytime I wear something more revealing I'm just like "Men will look. Men will fucking look" and it makes me damn angry like what the fuck man!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I am jealous of the women with confidence to wear revealing cuz I am thinking through if I wanna wear cute blouse that shows cleavage. I wish I didn't care man. When I pick up outfits I think about myself having fun with this but then the dread and realisation happens. Anytime I get cat called I wanna bite these dumb men like Mike Tyson

Influential Streetwear Brands that Shaped the Scene 

Hey there, it’s Christy!

This week will be diving into some of the most influential streetwear brands that shaped the scene. Street style has created a revolution that fuses comfort, fit, and high-end fashion. It covers many ranges from the hip-hop-leaning old-school, the fashion-forward new-school, and everything in between. You can elevate your urban streetwear look from stylish tops, hoodies, sneakers, bottoms, sportswear, and jackets. There is something for everyone whether you want a luxury hype attire from high fashion designers or if you're in the mood for modern street styles. There are many cool street clothing brands to consider.

Now let's explore the best streetwear brands worth watching!

Supreme

Founded in 1994 in New York’s SoHo neighborhood, Supreme made its mark becoming the most well-known streetwear brands ever. The brand has an intelligent take when it comes to marketing by launching new limited drops weekly. Over the years, Supreme has been endorsed with well-known celebs such as Travis Scott, Kanye West, and Mike Tyson to name a few. And has collaborated with high end designer brands that has helped etched its name into streetwear history.  New York’s Supreme has become known to be the streetwear originals that has transformed the urban clothing scene. 

Here we have the Supreme windbreaker, a great versatile piece to add to your streetwear wardrobe. It is a piece that is perfect for layering as you can be stylish in any unpredictable weather.

Source: (170) Pinterest

The image below we have Kendall Jenner rocking one of the rarest Supreme box logos of all time: the Supreme “Louis Vuitton” bootleg. 

Source: 10 Celebrities You Probably Didn't Know Liked Supreme - KLEKT Blog

Stüssy

Stüssy is another influential classic brand that inspired many streetwear designers and brands over the course of decades. The Stüssy brand originated from the Southern California surf scene and skate culture. Shawn Stussy was a surfboard shaper at the time who was able to bring over his own personal style and individualism to the fashion scene which made his brand stand out. Stussy began his small graphic tee brand in the 80’s by having his signature logo screen printed on tees, crewnecks, and hoodies. Soon enough it ended up gaining immense popularity transferring into a wide range of streetwear the brand offers. The brand continues to thrive as Stussy is a driving force in the streetwear couture. As well by giving forward thinking designs while staying true to its California roots.   

Here we have a fun pop of color to add for a streetwear look! A perfect casual fit yet stylish. This is from the latest Stüssy Spring '23 Collection.

Source: STÜSSY SPRING '23 LOOKBOOK (stussy.com)

Source: STÜSSY SPRING '23 LOOKBOOK (stussy.com)

A Bathing Ape (Bape)

Bape was founded by Nigo also known as Tomoaki Nagao in Japan in 1993 at the beginning of the streetwear movement. According to Nigo the company’s name is a reference to the Japanese idiom “A Bathing Ape in Lukewarm Water” used to portray overindulgent behavior which entirely captures the whole essence of the brand. Over the history of Bape it has remained a continuous trailblazer in the fashion industry. Bape’s strategy of hype and scarcity made their brand into one of the most desired streetwear brands who even got their name into the American hip-hop scene. As for designs Bape is known for their bold graphics, eccentric colors, stylized camouflage patterns, and a subdued touch of the Japanese kawaii culture.

Here we have one of the most popular collection pieces which is the Bape shark hoodie. The hoodie is light and breathable made from high quality cotton that features bright prints.  

Source: (170) Pinterest

Source: 2023 SS LADIES' LOOKBOOK | bape.com

Off-White

Off-White is one of the main forces behind the fusion of streetwear and high fashion. Off-White is Milian based founded by Virgil Abloh in 2012. The logo he described as “the gray area between black and white as the color “off-white” to the fashion world. The logo has attracted an international fan-base with its signature black and white diagonal stripes printed on each of the brand’s pieces. Virgil’s integration of culture and couture has created a streetwear name known for innovative designs and forward thinking, ironic tags, distinctive prints, and high-profile collaborations. Such as Timberland, Levi, Nike, Converse, and Jordan. RIP Virgil Abloh 

Here we have Off-White X Levi's 2016 fall/winter denim collection. This collaboration was a hit that showcased key pieces. Such as the image below of a frayed denim jacket featuring a bold yellow accent.

Source:  OFF-WHITE x Levi's Made & Crafted Lookbook | Hypebae 

Here we have Kaia Gerber looking fierce in an Off-White x Nike dress highlighting the impact of sportswear on Off-White as a brand. 

Source: https://www.google.com/amp/s/www.insider.com/virgil-abloh-most-iconic-looks-2021-11%3famp

HUF

HUF is another brand that has been influential in the streetwear scene. Huf got started in the early 90’s and originally the nickname of Keith Hufnagel who was a loyal skateboarder in the streets of New York in the 80’s. He merged his passion for skateboarding and streetwear perfectly in a way that made his brand a hotspot for everything skateboards. It is known for its clean aesthetic, provocative designs, limited runs of products, and quality craftsmanship. They're a brand that has the spirit of skateboarding and street culture. Over the years, HUF has been committed to pushing the culture forward and not allowing it to conform to it. 

Here we have one of HUF women's fall collection inspired by the '90s. Featuring earth-tones, patterns, and cozy materials. Capturing a great take on a relax comfy streetwear look!

Source: "Living Room Vibes" Inspire the Latest Women's HUF Collection (yahoo.com)

Source: HUF Debuts Its Fall 2019 Women's Collection | Hypebae

Thank you for reading this week's urban streetwear topic!

Written by Christy Chavira

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In honor of Murdy's first birthday tomorrow I'm gonna info dump about my oc's. Yolo. Long post ahead lol feel free to scroll past 😅

Oldest sibling on the left is 31 yr old Murdy Pine of course they are a lil wild card energetic and obnoxious pansexual nonbinary he/they and acts like the youngest. Gets into A LOT of trouble. Always seems to have new clothes and buys people things for them but neither Zed or Mo have any idea what Murdy does for a living. He disappears a lot and comes back suspiciously overly cheerful. Has a concerning neck scar and missing part of his left ear and they come up with a different ridiculous story about what happened everytime it comes up. The last story he told he said he he lost his ear during a poker game with one of the k*ardashian's bodyguards. Murdy got "caught cheating" and the guy lost it and "went all mike tyson on my ass." No one believes them.

Murdy's younger brother is Zed Pine in the pic in the middle. He is an Edgelord. Angsty little 26 yr old. He is really athletic and loves to play sports but he is also not social or extroverted at all but for some reason attracts jocky social butterfly dude bros all the time? He goes to the gym and everyone there loves him even tho he barely says anything to them? He has been adopted by his entire local gym and he doesnt know what to do about it Murdy help him please. He also is an insomniac and seems like he never sleeps and is a long suffering younger brother to a ball of chaos named Murdy Pine. He's also asexual or demisexual he doesn't know all he knows is he can't be bothered with all that but sometimes the guys at the gym look sorta nice to him physically? Maybe? Meh. Whatever. *pulls his pokemon game out and ignores you*

Mo Pine in the drawing on the right is their younger cousin she's 17 and she tries hard to be a tough person but is such a cinnamon roll underneath. She is like Murdy and Zeds unnofficial little sister even though she's always the one telling Murdy to drink some freakin water and Zed to go THE HELL TO SLEEP Or she'll kick their asses which they know she never will because she learned that she can't throw a punch to save her life. She's not allowed to cook because she'll set the kitchen on fire. She is clumsy on her feet and can and will trip and fall on literally nothing. The ground loves her. She's tired of skinning her hands from falling so. The gloves. Also she's probably not gay right? Murdy always makes hints about it and she's not dumb she knows what they are getting at but like... Yesterday this girl at the Cafe winked at her and Mo ran into a table and knocked the napkin dispenser off and she was so embarrassed she couldn't look at cafe girl but thats just probably because she's clumsy and embarassed herself and not because that girl had the cutest freckles and made her stomach flip and... well it's whatever.

They all are very close and would die for each other but they all also bug each other so much and would not hesitate to tackle one another to the ground at a moments notice. Classic sibling behavior. Mo and Zed think Murdy is secretly an assassin or a spy or something and they get together once a week and play videos games and talk about what the hell Murdy DOES for a living. There is a folder they've been filling up. It's their project.

Murdy likes to plan surprise birthday parties for Mo and Zed at the most batshit times of the year no where NEAR thier birthdays and even if it's weird and out of nowhere they are always THE BEST PARTIES EVER.

A classmate made fun of Mo for falling going up the stairs at her school and she acted like it didn't hurt her feelings but it did and Murdy was furious. The next day the stairs were missing like completely torn out and the girl who made fun of her was hysterical saying that there was an entire giant pile of destroyed crumbled cement in her living room this morning and her parents were furious and confused and called the police but no one knows how it got there at all still and the school is working on fixing the stairs immediately because they also got an anonymous envelope with a pineapple sticker on it with a donation of money to fix the stairs and a note that said "sorry got a little upset and carried away. Kowabunga brother." Mo is very confused but it kind of made her day.

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