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🌊🌌

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→ kinn & porsche / of all the things i’ve ever wanted to be, being yours was top of my list

kinnporsche ep 1 / bianca sparacino / kinnporsche ep 5 / richard siken - litany in which certain things are crossed out / ocean vuong - nothing / kinnporsche ep 6 / billy-ray belcourt - a history of my brief body / neil hilborn / kinnporsche ep 14 / madeline miller - the song of achilles / j.r.r. tolkien - the lord of the rings / kinnporsche ep 11 / madeline miller - the song of achilles / kinnporsche ep 10 / unknown / philip pullman - the amber spyglass / kinnporsche ep 13 / hj hard / kinnporsche ep 14 / william shakespeare - as you like it / kinnporsche ep 14 / madeline miller - the song of achilles

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I think it was 45% Kinn wanting to touch* and 55% him not being able to resist the puny inside joke, that they have come up with 😏 and tbh that's my kind of a husband !

*hot boyfriend comes back guns blazing to save your ass and declare his devotion? who wouldn't be turned on ?!!

gif credit to the brilliant @moerusai 😘 

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Mile and Apo behind the scenes of episode 14

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MileApo really know how to kiss. Definitely the best kissers in the entire BL universe.

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What I really loved about the finale was Kinn’s glow up from killing one guy at the table to killing two. That was really sexy of him and everything I wanted for him.

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On the scene vs. behind the scene

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Will be thinking of them for the rest of my life tbh

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The power this man holds is not a prize he won easily.

Look how far he's come , and the things he went through to get there. The pain , blood , sweat and tears it took. The pieces of himself that he cast off to be left in the rubble , he replaced with new ones.

He really is the phoenix that rose from the ashes, stronger , more beautiful and powerful than before.

*Video credit goes to apothinker on Twitter.

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long may he reign 👑

kinnporsche | episode 14

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andrew: take off your shirt, now

neil: well, well, well. someone’s anxious to see me naked

andrew: neil, you were stabbed

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Emails from professor Andrew

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86!

Here you go! The prompt was “You’re getting crumbs on my bed.” I hope you enjoy!

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As usual, Neil felt he was being perfectly reasonable and had no idea why everyone was so irritated with him. It was just a sprained ankle. He had rolled it on a rock during one of his morning jogs. It wasn’t even a big deal. He’d ran on worse.

But when Neil made it back to the dorm, you’d think he’d had the damn thing amputated from the way everyone was acted. And Andrew was by far the worst. He practically marched Neil to Abby by the scruff of his neck. It was all supremely unfair, in Neil’s opinion. He acted as if Neil had done this on purpose, like it was part of some scheme to run his life.

To make matters worse, Abby told him he was out of practice for at least two days until she could check it again. He tried to protest, but Andrew and Kevin’s twin glares had the words dying on his lips. So now he was being held captive in their room while everyone else got to go to practice.

He’d ended up in Andrew’s loft, because Andrew thought he’d be less likely to climb down and do something stupid that way. Neil sat up there, petulantly eating crackers and watching updates on ESPN to predict how this week’s game was going to go. Overall, it was a boring way to spend a Saturday afternoon.

When Andrew and Kevin returned from practice, Neil was immediately greeted with a glower.

“You’re getting crumbs all over my bed,” Andrew said sourly while throwing his practice bag up onto the loft.

“You’re the one who told me you trusted me more up here,” Neil chirped back.

“Well, I certainly can’t trust you on the ground.”

Neil holds up the cracker box and shakes it. “I made do with what I had in a hostage situation.”

Andrew rolls his eyes and finally hefts himself up to join Neil. “You’re so fucking dramatic.”

“As if you didn’t know that,” Neil answered, swaying closer until Andrew caught his chin, rubbing his thumb over his cheek.

“Like I said before,” Andrew murmured, “I must not be as smart as I thought I was, to keep coming back.”

Neil grinned into the kiss that followed. When they pulled away, Neil grumbled, “I still don’t understand why I can’t even go to practice. It’s just a sprained ankle.”

“Because you’d do something stupid, like walk two miles home on it. Or the universe will get a glimpse of you and send a ball careening into your ankle.”

Neil smiled wryly. “Careful. That almost sounds like genuine concern.”

“It isn’t. It’s fact. You hobbled home instead of picking up your cell phone.”

Neil opened his mouth to apologize, but knew it wouldn’t mean anything to Andrew. Not when he kept making the same mistake. “I’ll call next time,” he says instead. When Andrew only grunts, he persists, “I will.”

Andrew appears disinterested. “It’s your funeral,” he says, but Neil knows that he’s been heard and thought he can be a thoughtless asshole sometimes, he wants to be better for Andrew.

He gets his comeuppance when Andrew pushes him down against the mattress, only to let out a sharp yelp. Andrew pulls away and looks at him, concerned, until Neil smiles sheepishly.

“There’s a crumb digging into my back.”

Andrew replies with an eye roll. “Idiot.”

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‘He just knew he had to hold on for as long as he could.‘

🦊🖤🦊

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Andrew: therapy isn’t enough I need to suck Josten’s dick

Andrew:

Andrew:

Bee, pen frozen over her notebook: :/

Andrew: I said that aloud didn’t I

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By the Pool.

Or should I say by the jacuzzi?

A scene which is improvised doesn’t mean that it’s spontaneous. There are still some rehearsals for the actors’ comfort, camera angles, light tests, etc. No one, even a real couple can improvise a good sex scene which will be beautiful, credible and worthy of TV or cinema. Sex scenes are very mechanical. They’re like a dance, and a dance needs to be rehearsed to be good technically first then perfect when combined with emotions.

  It starts with the concept, Kinn and Porsche will make love in the pool. The crew sets the scene. You have the director’s vision and the actors’ vision. Sometimes like it seems to be the case here, the director will let the actors choreograph their scene, so it will appear unprompted on screen, fluid.

The actors need to create their dance, to ask themselves in this case, what will Kinn do, what will Porsche do? At that stage of their relationship how are they going to express that love? And they work from there. They need to know the stage, where the dance starts and where it will end. It’ll start from the pool stairs, then the middle, finally the edge. When will the climax happen, what kind of climax? Let’s add touches, kisses, which ones will be suitable, how far can they go with each other’s body?

Keep reading

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