#Hustler Squad

[movieposters1]

#Hustler Squad

[badmovieihave]

Bad movie I have Big Screen Bombshells it has Chain Gang Women 1971, Cindy and Donna 1970, Galaxina 1980, Hustler Squad 1976, Las Vegas Lady 1975, Lena’s Holiday  1991, Pick-Up 1975, Policewomen 1974, Single Room Furnished 1966, The Sister-in-Law 1974, The Stepmother 1972, and Superchick 1973

#Chain Gang Women #Barbara Mills #Cindy and Donna #Debbie Osborne #Galaxina #Dorothy Stratten #Hustler Squad #Nory Wright #Las Vegas Lady #Stella Stevens #Lena’s Holiday #Felicity Waterman #Pick-Up #Gini Eastwood #Policewomen #Sondra Currie #Single Room Furnished #Jayne Mansfield #The Sister-in-Law #Anna Saxon #The Stepmother #Katherine Justice #Superchick #Joyce Jillson #Big Screen Bombshells

[cherrycola27]

All Too Well

Series Warnings: Language, drinking, military inaccuracies. Allusions to smut, eventual smut. Unrequited love, enemies to lovers. Adult themes and situations. 18+ Minors DNI

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Prologue: I Remember It

The sun was just setting as a red and black Kawasaki GPZ900R motorcycle pulled into the Hard Deck. The driver quickly dismounted and took off her helmet, shaking out her dark brown hair. She slipped a pair of Ray-Ban Aviators over her sage green eyes to block out the fading rays of light.

She draped her red leather jacket and helmet over the seat of her bike. No one around here would be stupid enough to mess with her things. After adjusting her clothes, she made her way across the sandy parking lot into the establishment.

Phoenix, Bob, Payback, Fanboy, and Coyote were gathered in a corner booth as they watched Hangman and Rooster duke it out in a game of pool.

It was a relatively quiet night at the Hard Deck.

Phoenix was busy telling the squad about her recent trip back home to see her new niece. She was just about to show the group some photos when the bell above the door chimed. Her eyes moved to see who the new patron was, and when she saw them, her jaw dropped.

"No way." She breathed out. "No fucking way." The group of men she was sitting with looked at her confused. Her eyes darted over to Rooster to see if he'd noticed who'd walked in. He was too focused on the game to pay attention.

Phoenix watched the woman head over to the bar and greet Penny and Maverick before getting a beer and turning to scan the crowd.

"Phoenix, do you know her?" Bob asks. "You guys don't?" She asks the group. "Should we?" Payback questions her. "Who is that?" Fanboy asks.

"Fellas, that right there is Y/N Benjamin-Mitchell, better known by her callsign, Hustler." Phoenix tells them.

"Benjamin- Mitchell? Like—" Coyote asks as he gestures to Maverick and Penny at the bar. "Yep." Phoenix replies, popping the "P."

"She's their oldest daughter. And she can fly circles around any pilot in the Navy, including Maverick." She tells them.

A voice yells out, "Bradshaw!" Everyone's head snaps up to see its the mysterious woman. She runs over to greet Rooster with a hug who looks dumbfounded to see her.

"She also the only woman Rooster has ever loved." Phoenix tells them. As all eyes turn to watch the seen before them

...........

"Hus? What are you doing here?" Rooster asks you as he pulls back from your hug.

"Dad pulled a few strings and got me a permanent duty station here. He wants the family to be close again." You tell him. "Plus, I couldn't pass up on the chance to be close to my favorite guy again, now could I?" You bat your eyes and give him a big smile.

"Don't give me that look Y/N." Rooster warns you. "What look?" You ask coyly. Rooster knows exactly what you're doing. It's a routine he's fallen for many times, but he's determined not to let it happen again.

He grabs his beer and takes a long sip before speaking.

"It always ends the same with us, Y/N. Let's not start this time." Rooster tells you before returning to his game.

Dumbfounded, you turn on your heels and head back to the bar. You can already tell you're going to need your mom to make you something strong.

You sigh as you sit down next to your father before a tequila-soda is placed in front of you. "Maybe it was a mistake coming here." You tell your father. "Y/N, give it time, Bradley wasn't exactly jumping for joy when he saw me either." Maverick tells you.

"I just can't believe after all these years, he's still holding a grudge over something I didn't do." You say. "And the fact that you've breezed in and out of his life so many times doesn't make the situation any better." Your mother tells you. You look up and meet her knowing eyes. "Believe me. As someone who's been in his shoes, getting their heart broken by a Mitchell, it's not something that you just get over. Especially when you have a knack for re-opening the wound right after they thought it had healed." She tells you as she wipes the counter.

You sink down in your chair. You know what she's saying is true. Your parents had been on and off for the first few years of your life before your mom eventually gave Maverick an ultimatum, stay, or leave for good. He chose to stay, and it worked out for them.

But they were different than you and Rooster. You didn't choose to leave him the first time. No, the first time he pushed you away, calling you a liar and a manipulator. Saying that you were no better than your father. He called you a hustler, screaming that you used him to further your career.

You tried to make him understand that it wasn't true. You can still feel the got tears that streamed down your cheeks when you begged him to believe you, but it was too late.

So, you decided to lean into his words. If he was going to call you a hustler, then that's who you'd become. And for the past eight years, that's who you've been. Hustling your way to the top, becoming the best of the best, breaking records, and breaking hearts along the way.

It was thrilling at first, but then you were stationed with Bradley for a few months in Virginia. The two of you found yourself enthralled with each other once again, ending up in a tangle of sheets and mixed emotions before you were reassigned. You'd left without telling him. A year or so later, the two of you spent a few weeks in Lemoore, only for it to end with you leaving him again.

Then last year, you were in South Korea. You spent six months with him, and then one night, as the two of you laid together, he confessed that he loved you. That you were the only woman he'd ever truly loved. Instead of saying it back, you quietly slipped out of his room that night as he slept and avoided him on base. Two days later, he was called back to Top Gun for that faithful uranium plant mission.

You never got the chance to tell him that you felt the same. You were too scared to admit.

And now, you were back, and he was here, and you wanted to make everything right. You just didn't know how.

......................

Over at the pool tables, Phoenix and the rest of the Daggers had joined Rooster and Hangman. Jake and Javy were currently playing a doubles game against Mickey and Reuben. She, Bob, and Rooster were standing against the wall.

"So—Hustler is back." Nat spoke. "She is." Bradley breathed out. "How's that make you feel?" She asked him.

"Angry—frustrated —nervous—like—" Rooster trailed off.

"Like you never stopped loving her?" Phoenix finished for him. Bradley shook his head before downing the rest of his beer. He throws the bottle away and excuses himself to the bathroom. Phoenix doesn't miss Rooster's lingering gaze towards the bar as he walks away

"Bob," Phoenix begins as she turns to her back seater. "I think I've seen this film before, and I didn't like the ending."

Okay, I was kicking this around in my brain. I'd appreciate some feedback on this prologue to know if this is a project worth pursuing!

Tagging some who might be interested: @thedroneranger @roosterscock @gretagerwigsmuse @desert-fern @teacupsandtopgun @mayhemmanaged @lovinglyeternal @lovingbradshawafterdark @wkndwlff @shanimallina87 @roosterforme @daggerspare-standingby @dakotakazansky @startrekfangirl2233 @hecate-steps-on-me @bradshawsbaby @cassiemitchell

#cherrycola27 #top gun maverick #top gun #rooster bradshaw #bradley rooster bradshaw #rooster top gun #bradley bradshaw #rooster smut #bradley bradshaw smut #lt. bradley bradshaw #bradley bradshaw x reader #bradley bradshaw fic #top gun rooster #top gun smut #top gun fanfiction #top gun 2 #tgm fanfiction #tgm fic #tgm smut #tgm #all too well

[todayontumblr]

Friday, June 16.

The Toad Who Never Made The Team

...and other important animal images.

Spare a thought for this poor little guy on this most Friday of Fridays, June 16ths. Because while most of us are winding down from school, university, or the workplace, and gearing up for a sunny weekend in June, others are not enjoying such a good time. Indeed, for some, they are heading into Saturday and Sunday left with no choice but two days to face one of life's hard truths, to ponder it—to look it square in its cold, uncompromising eyes. Take, for example, the tale of Toad who never made the team. This here poor fellow is one of a handful of stories from the rich tapestry of life to be explored in other @important-animal-images. 

We've all been there: you set your mind to something with the utmost strongest of determinations. This goal is fixed to your thoughts as if it were written on little bits of paper, and stapled to your eyelids. From the moment you wake, you are out of bed, like a Rocky montage or a LinkedIn hustler bro's post, and swigging eggnog, jogging, boxing the air, putting one step in front of the other in pursuit of that dream. That was the case for Toad, who wanted, more than anything, just to make the team.

There were obstacles, sure, but he didn't let them stand in his way. For Toad, being an amphibian meant he was not the obvious pick for a (human) men's 11-a-side soccer team. The fact he hibernates each winter was also not ideal for a side that would be playing on pitches up and down the nation during the cold, dark winter months. The fact he was smaller than the balls that the players would be kicking for 90 minutes was also not in his favor. As the main prey of snakes, including Toad on a soccer team would increase the risk of serpent attacks mid-match. And mid-match serpent attacks are the last thing coach needs when in pursuit of The Championship.

Unlike others in their family, toads are only capable of a slight hop, and not jump, which leaves them at a serious disadvantage when it comes to heading the ball, whether in attack or defense. They also have lovably short legs, which, while endearing, is not a good fit for a soccer player. The fact Toad eats his own skin is, while not unhelpful for a budding athlete, per se, really kind of gross—and unlikely to win friends in the dressing room and fans in the stadium. But for Toad, it mattered not. He was going to kick balls, and score goals, or die trying, dammit.

And try he did. He hopped with everything he had and kicked as hard as his comical legs would allow. But it, sadly, mattered not. When coach blew the whistle and gathered his squad around the team sheet for tomorrow's big match, eleven names were listed. Toad's was not among them. He was crushed, his dreams shattered in an instant, and as he went to ribbit a most forlorn of ribbits, he stopped, paused, and fell silent. Because, he remembered, he is a toad. And toads do not ribbit.

When you try your best and you don't succeed..., he hums to himself softly, consoling his broken spirit with the soothing lyrics of Fix You, by Coldplay. We can only hope he gets back to the training ground, gives it all he's got, and that we may see a change in his fortunes next year. Then, perhaps, we will see a happier sequel to this in later @important-animal-images. 

Better luck next year champ x

*P.S. It's not all so gloomy for our animal comrades, however. There's a rumour going around that this cat is having two kittens, and will need a hand or two in deciding on some baby names.

#today on tumblr #toad #soccer #team #coach #championship #practise #when you try your best #and you don't succeed #just try again sport #little toad #watching on #small round yet doesn't make a sound #because of the disappointment #poor toad

[aestariiwilderness]

BB Season 3 Thoughts, Part II, since this is apparently a thing I'm doing at the moment *SPOILERS*

For the new episode. I have already forgotten what it's called. Aside from "The One Where Omega & Crosshair Become Hustlers"

So, from what I'm seeing from this, Crosshair is most relaxed and content (a) in an inversely proportional relationship to the aggravation of the people around him; bonus points if he is causing the aggravation and (b) when someone else -- ANYONE ELSE -- is in charge. Up to and including small blond civilian. That's when he can snark the most at the people soldiering on under the actual responsibility (see: Hunter, Rex), footloose and fancy-free in the knowledge that even when the plan goes wrong, it won't be His Fault. This is, objectively, hilarious. ("Smoker-Coded Angst Man Manifesting As the Physical Representation of a Hard-Bitten Hedgehog Perfectly Happy Being Smoker-Coded Angst Man: Film at Eleven"; "Younger Sibling Most Fulfilled In Life When Criticizing Older Siblings' Plans While Bringing Absolutely Nothing to the Table").

The extent to which he is taking this in "Life Changing Field Trip with Little Sister Less Than Half My Height" is both hilarious and concerning. (Seriously. Is there brain damage here? Is he just that determined to Not Be Making the Decisions? No wonder he identified so hard with the Empire, the man can't seem to function without an overlord to be bitter about).

Omega is setting her sights too low. JUST letting all the animals free? JUST helping Gregor? JUST helping Hera's parents? With a squad of elite commandos (who were also, when they met her, cocky nine-year-old morons with blasters and mild superpowers, I will grant you that) wrapped around her little finger against their better judgment, she could have pointed them at the Emperor by now and BANG. The next thing you know, through the power of plot, family, and completely unhinged clone shenanigans? Palpatine is a smoking pile of nerf nuggets, someone's lost a limb, Omega's hanging from the Senate Dome, and we're still retrieving Hunter after he accidentally grappled onto a passing speeder and got dragged three planetary blocks downtown.

Omega, having just survived prison, a prison escape, and a violent crashlanding into a planet that actually seems to be the geographical equivalent of Crosshair himself, flying high on step 45.7a of this escape "plan": wait we need the navicomputer so we can go back and rescue all the other prisoners! Crosshair (who was on step 2: survive?? Maybe?? Why is there a dog behind my seat??): what

Crosshair's biggest complaint with Omega's leadership: you're wasting my murder skills! Rampart wouldn't do this to me

Omega's first idea for a moral, peaceful resolution: um. Gambling. I've done it before and earned lots! (Crosshair, frantically rearranging everything he knows about his brothers in his head: you've what)

Omega's second idea for a moral, semi-peaceful resolution: RELEASE THE KRAKEN

Baby Goggles Victorian Street Urchin Child (which Crosshair was totally 100% down with beating into the ground at the slightest provocation, which is also 100% in character)

Omega, morphing into Hunter after five minutes with Crosshair in a mildly snarky mood: STOW IT

Omega, ship thief master. Han Solo wishes he had what she has

Scottish?? Imperial Officer??

All the clones. They're all so homeschooled

Crosshair, wearing a soft quilted jacket instead of the black gothic armor caked with blood his soul naturally craves: ugh mom why

Oh, don't even with this ominous music and Wrecker not smiling. Please. Pull the other one, it's got bells on. Is being miffed at Crosshair a rational reaction? Absolutely. Would they be in this mess without his, uh, everything? No, they wouldn't. Is being suspicious of Crosshair a rational reaction? Yes, and VERY HEALTHY TOO. Do I want them to be mad at him? 100% with this garbage man. Which is why it will be very hard to convince me that in the next episode, actual marshmallow Wrecker and currently-held-together-with-string-and-duct-tape Hunter aren't going to take one look at Crosshair, missing-stray-cat-with-one-ear-and-no-redeeming-qualities, and burst into tears.

#the bad batch #bad batch season 3 #star wars #spoilers #the bad batch spoilers

[briebysabs]

Domi would be such a Beyoncé stan I just know it. She got the choreography down, owns every vinyl, Renaissance tour she ran to that vip package. Took the squad with her, Vanitas was unsure at first but after three songs he’s getting lit.

Vanitas: Pls can you tell me why you dragged us here? Sure she got some good songs but is it worth me dressing as a slutty cowboy?

*30 minutes later*

Vanitas screaming: Na na na diva is a female version of a hustler!!! Wooooo! *whips hair up and down*

#anime #the case study of vanitas #les memoires de vanitas #manga #vanitas no carte #beyonce #dominique de sade #vnc #jun mochizuki

[baesimss]

naomi boudreaux davis

vp of public relations @ the curve agency

wife, trying to conceive

traits: outgoing, neat, active, loves outdoors, perfectionist, materialistic

zodiac: sagittarius

residency: san myshuno

the eldest child of camilo & rainn boudreaux, naomi has always made it a point to set the bar high. a true hustler & go-getter. when she attended magnolia high school, she was co-captain of the varsity cheerleading squad, an anchor for the school news and a top student who went on to be selected as valedictorian. outside of school she was also a simmisota debutante. she received higher education at the university of britechester where she majored in communications, remained on the dean's list, was a member of the cheerleading squad, a member of alpha kappa alpha sorority, inc. and crowned homecoming queen. following university, naomi earned a director level position at the hottest marketing agency in simmisota, the curve agency, and she's since been promoted to vp. she also earns a substantial income from her side gig as a simstuber, she's been vlogging her life since she was in high school. as far as her love life goes, naomi has only had two serious relationships. the first was when she was 17-20, her parents hated him and it didn't end well. fortunately, after the messy breakup, dion davis, a "good friend", and member of the brother fraternity to her sorority, was around to sweep up the broken pieces of her heart. after a few years of dating seriously, the two officially tied the knot in winter y007 on a beautiful beach in tartosa. & they are eager to start a family together... but will having a baby come as easily to her as everything else in her life has?

connections

husband: dion davis

parents: camilo & rainn boudreaux

siblings: d'marcus boudreaux, shanice boudreaux, giovanni boudreaux, brenden boudreaux, jenell boudreaux

twitter | tiktok | instagram | patreon

#baesimss #📁: simmisota #📁: davis #📁: boudreaux #baesimss sim intros #black simmer #black simblr #sims household #showusyoursims #show us your sims

[ask-serafinas-harem]

"invitation? invitation for what?"

"a party! how wonderful, this'll be fun!"

"it says to bring berries, but it doesn't say what kind... guess i could throw together a variety basket.."

"if it's a party, is there a guest limit?"

"well if they really cared about that, then they shoulda put that in the letter! not OUR fault if we show up with a whole squad, they didn't say anything about that!"

the little meltan jumps his body through the ring, quickly fixing his head back on

"really? that's just what we need at the current moment! thank you graciously, sir!"

"lady serafina, are you sure this is the BEST idea? what says this hustler won't just... drop us into a volcano or something?"

"i guess you just gotta have faith."

"that's a TERRIBLE defense!"

"yeah yeah, whatever bucko. where we droppin?'

"uhh, raiex, coastline of the bio bay, from the glowing isle."

"tano, eh? good joint, that place. alrighty, alrighty. let's get on."

#woahhhhh new character alert!! #pokeblr #pokeart #pokeask #salandit #salazzle #serafinasalazzle #phosphinesalandit #kindlesalandit #arsinesalandit #azidoasalandit #ringomeltan #plot(?) post #pokeaskmagiretreat24 #pokemon ask blog

[the-stage-manager]

Hey, @paperback-rascal I've got an OC who I think would do really well in the 347th! Tell me what you think:

His name is Wyrm. He was formerly a sniper who served in a yet-unnamed squad in the 212th battalion. He's obsessed with mandalas, he destresses by filling pages and pages of scrap paper with intricate mandalas. He's got them tattooed all up his arms and legs, with smaller designs on his chin and forehead.

He's an excellent pickpocket and an even better hustler, and he likes to spend his leave cheating at sabaac or space-poker or space-darts, and stealing candy from shops. He spends all his money on art supplies, not only because he goes through a lot of materials when drawing, but has a tendency to give out art supplies to younger clones who are stressed or traumatized after missions. He doesn't have much of a sweet tooth, so the stolen candy is either given to other troopers who could use a pick-me-up, or traded for armor paint.

His armor is covered in mandalas, and the patterns are constantly changing. Again, painting them helps him destress, so he has no problem scrapping off or painting over older sections. While his armor is mostly 212th Gold, if he's working with another battalion, he'll trade his contraband candy for paint, so he ends up with a leg plate covered in 501st blue and a vembrance in 104th maroon.

The war is going great for him. He gets promoted, he works hard (he wants to be an ARC trooper someday—who doesn't?) And then everything falls apart. He's captured by the separatists and spends months in a POW camp in horrific conditions. He keeps waiting to be rescued, but nobody comes. By sheer luck, he manages to escape with a handful of other clones, and they contact the Republic. When they're picked up, Wyrm's primary concern is contacting his squad to let them know that he's alive—only to find out that his squad was completely wiped out during the battle and he, himself, was listed as KIA, which is why nobody looked for him.

He spends the next couple of months in rehabilitation—he's severely underweight and riddled with internal parasites—but he never gets cleared for duty because his eyesight has suddenly started to rapidly deteriorate, seemingly without cause, and his hands shake uncontrollably, again, seemingly without cause. Tests reveal that the deterioration of his vision is being caused by an auto-immune disease, but his shaking hands are completely psychosomatic. Unable to shoot and unable to draw, he withdraws.

When I originally created this character, his story ended tragically, either by suicide, or after attempting to assassinate General Kenobi in revenge. But I've changed my mind. That isn't what I want for him anymore.

I've been reading this book called The Body Keeps The Score, and it's been enlightening. One of my favorite passages reads as follows:

"[Describing a test where traumatized children were shown pictures of benign scenes, as asked to tell a story describing what was happening in the picture.] The responses of the clinic children were alarming. The most innocent images stirred up intense feelings of danger, aggression, sexual arousal, and terror. These images were not selected because they had some hidden meaning that sensitive people could uncover; they were ordinary images of everyday life. We could only conclude that for abused children, the whole world is filled with triggers. As long as they can imagine only disastrous outcomes to relatively benign situations, anybody walking into a room, any stranger, any image, on a screen or a billboard might be perceived as a harbinger of catastrophe. In this light the bizarre behavior of the kids at the children's clinic made perfect sense.

Real-world studies are gathering more and more evidence of a definitive link between trauma, PTSD, and auto-immune disorders. The book also discusses the impact of the pharmacological revolution of victims of trauma. New studies are finding that SSRIs and other antidepressants are very rarely effective on people suffering from PTSD, because the source of the problem isn't chemical in nature.

"To my amazement, staff discussions on the unit rarely mentioned the horrific real-life experiences of the children and the impact of those traumas on their feelings, thinking, and self-regulation. Instead, their medical records were filled with diagnostic labels: "conduct disorder" or "oppositional defiant disorder" for the angry and rebellious kids; or "bipolar disorder". ADHD was a "comorbid" diagnosis for almost all. Was the underlaying trauma being obscured by this blizzard of diagnoses?"*

"Trauma victims cannot recover until they become familiar with and befriend the sensations in their bodies. Being frightened means that you live in a body that is always on guard. Angry people live in angry bodies. The bodies of child-abuse victims are tense and defensive until they find a way to relax and feel safe. In order to change, people need to become aware of their sensations and the way that their bodies interact with the world around them. Physical self-awareness is the first step in releasing the tyranny of the past.

In my practice I begin the process by helping my patients to first notice and then describe the feelings in their bodies—not emotions such as anger or anxiety or fear but the physical sensations beneath the emotions: pressure, heat, muscular tension, tingling, caving in, feeling hollow, and so on. I also work on identifying the sensations associated with relaxation or pleasure. I help them become aware of their breath, their gestures and movements.

All too often, however, drugs such as Abilify, Zyprexa, and Seroquel, are prescribed instead of teaching people the skills to deal with such distressing physical reactions. Of course, medications only blunt sensations and do nothing to resolve them or transform them from toxic agents into allies.

The mind needs to be reeducated to feel physical sensations, and the body needs to be helped to tolerate and enjoy the comforts of touch. Individuals who lack emotional awareness are able, with practice, to connect their physical sensations to psychological events. Then they can slowly reconnect with themselves."

That is not, of course, to say that medications shouldn't be used at all; they can help lessen the intensity of emotions, making the process of healing less traumatic. After all, it's easier to learn to walk again, if the prosthetic isn't actively causing you pain. However, medication alone is not effective in treating trauma.

I think Wyrm would make an excellent member of the 347th, who specializes in advocating for and treating traumatized soldiers. He specializes in soldiers with anger-management problems, dissociation, self-mutilation. With some training, he could be an excellent mind healer, and he could be invaluable when it comes to treating patients who suffer from psychosomatic illnesses.

Consider this Wyrm's application to join your battalion. I just like the world you've created and I'd like to be a part of it.

[thelonesomequeen]

Personally I'm just not understanding how people have the energy to keep up with those two weirdo IG accounts and the PR truthers aka the Fraud Squad. The essays they write! My god! Who is the time to read all that unhinged crap?

Pascal, how are your holiday preparations coming along? I'm flying for a week long vacation with a friend this Friday. So, I will also have to wait to watch Pain Hustlers till I return in November.

I don’t even know. Some days I login to this silly little app and immediately log back out because the fandom can be exhausting some days and it’s better for me to just walk away instead of engage. And like you, I just don’t have the personal time available to keep up with everything said by every person in this fandom. It’s hard enough to keep up with our own space. We got plenty of asks over the weekend I intended to answer but just got too busy 🤷‍♀️

But anyway. I’m also leaving Friday! I haven’t started any packing and I need to get on that. I’ll be happy to be in a warm, sunny climate for a couple of days 😂 I wish the trip could be a little longer, but I’ll take it anyway. Where are you going? Anywhere fun? I hope it’s a great time! 🦎

[movieposters1]

#Hustler Squad

[chalkrevelations]

OK, first week of 15 Minutes with KPTS, which is about the time that Ep 1 takes to introduce us to our titular protagonists and let them have their meet-cute.

Something that immediately hit me is that Kinn is introduced as a literal red flag. Everybody makes so much of Vegas's red villain mood lighting, but Kinn marches out of that main family compound front entrance in our first view of him in a suit that's alternately the color of dried and fresh blood, depending, for his business meeting to casually shoot a guy in the head as a message. That suit's going to look burgundy, dark, the color of a scab of dried blood for most of this initial appearance, but then right around 14:30, when he gets off the motorcycle from behind Porsche at that gas station after they escape the goons trying to kill him, it's noticeably brighter, closer to the color of fresh blood, for his first actual conversation with Porsche.

Another thing I noticed right away was the use of reflections, and I know there's already been some meta about reflected vs. real images in the show, but I had forgotten that we start seeing it used this early. Some of it is probably for convenience, so we can see both Kinn's and Don's faces in a single shot, even though they're faced off on opposite sides of a table, but it also serves as an extension of self for the characters, a literal image of their metaphorical reach. When Kinn starts talking about looking through the company books, and then again when he talks about someone cheating, there are moments when we're looking directly at Don, and there's a reflection of Kinn to his right on screen, looking as if he's behind Don. If the reflection is an extension of self, then this is Kinn observing Don, stalking Don, while remaining unseen. Then there are a handful of times - including when Don asks Kinn to sit down at the beginning of the meeting, and then again when Kinn holds out his hand and accepts Big's gun - when we get a shot of Don that also shows both actual Kinn in front of him (across the table from him) and reflected Kinn behind him, the two of Kinn flanking him, like he's got Don boxed in - which of course, he does. The jaws of the trap are set when Don asks Kinn to sit down, and they snap closed when Big's gun hits the palm of Kinn's hand.

This is all intercut with our introduction to Porsche at Hum Bar, and we first see him facing away from the camera, toward the mirror behind the bar that's lined with liquor and glasses, as Yok brings in some customers, before he finally he turns around, game face on, to perform for the ladies. Porsche at Hum Bar is all shirt unbuttoned even lower than Kinn's, smooth talking the ladies, getting his cocktail on behind the bar, doing a dozen shots, handing out Don Juan advice for free - because he doesn't charge his homies - to his junior waiters and bartenders, and getting busy with tonight's hookup in the back alley. Every bit of this is a hustle of some kind - Porsche is introduced to us as a hustler. He advises his juniors that the way into rich ladies' wallets and panties is to praise them and give them what they want. He's having a post-O cigarette in the alley when Kinn comes barrelling in with Assassination Goon Squad hot on his heels, and like any good hustler, Porsche requires a fee for services rendered, i.e. to save Kinn's ass, because Kinn is not one of the homies. We're treated to a brief display of Porsche's street-fighting skills that we'll see for a couple of episodes and that he'll then apparently lose, like everything else of his old life, as he's subsumed into the main family compound. :sadface: I'm going to miss street-fighter Porsche. The hustler will remain, however, and will not only understand that Vegas requires a fee to provide information in Ep 13 but will hold out that fee, a.k.a. Pete, on a silver platter, because Porsche is not actually one of Vegas's homies, and that's how you get services rendered. You can take the boy off the streets, but can you take the streets out of the boy?

At about 14:45, we've made our escape on Porsche's motorcycle, we stop in a gas station parking lot, and we hit this little wordless conversation of headtilts that was what initially hooked me into the show. Both Apo and Mile do a great job of this, and Mile, frankly, looks the best he's going to look anywhere in the show - I don't know if it's having Kinn's unfortunate helmet hair tousled fetchingly by the breeze on the back of a motorbike, or if this earliest stage of the show is still showing Filmania styling influence or what, but they never quite manage to hit this again.

Of note, the first time around, this whole exchange in the gas station parking lot gave me some expectations for their later pairing dynamic that did not pan out at all, lol (rough-trade Porsche whomst?). I can't help feeling like both Porsche and I get taken in a little bit by a Kinn who's out of his element and more specifically out of the iron control he otherwise keeps on everyone and everything around him, and we never really see that guy again, other than at some points during the kidnapping in Ep 6. Kinn playacts at it some when they slip the leash in Ep 8, maybe, but it still feels like an act there, I think - I'll be interested to see how I feel about it when it comes 'round on this re-watch. Porsche is also in control of their interaction in this scene in a way that not only will he never have again, but that we'll watch be systematically stripped away from him, sometimes brutally. Probably unintentional and just meant as a good comedy bit, but with knowledge of what's coming, Kinn asking for Porsche's phone and Porsche saying no while yanking it away from him made me think about how not only is Porsche going to lose his phone when the main family compound swallows him, but how he's only going to get a phone back - and one he's only supposed to use to call Kinn - when Kinn allows it for his own convenience.

Shot of the family crest ring as Porsche pulls Kinn's watch off.

First shot of Pete - foreground and blurred - at about 16:50 as the camera focuses on Arm and Ken instead.

Big's with Kinn for the entire first part of this sequence - he opens the door as Kinn leaves the main family compound, rides in the same car, takes point on the walk into the back room to meet Don, stands at Kinn's left shoulder during the meeting, hands Kinn his own gun for the wetwork, and of course is the one who sticks to Kinn like a burr while trying to escape Assassination Goon Squad, until he gets shot. He gets shot in the arm right about the same place Pete's going to shoot Vegas in the last ep. He's also shown right up front wearing his cute little stylin' ponytail and some earrings, indicating both that he's going to be a speaking character and that he's apparently being allowed some liberties with the dress code that we aren't going to see from anyone else while they're in uniform. Meanwhile, we don't actually see any more of our regulars among the bodyguards during the meeting with Don.

Gets us to about 17:00 for this week.

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[cherrycola27]

All Too Well

Series Warnings: Language, drinking, military inaccuracies. Allusions to smut, eventual smut. Unrequited love, enemies to lovers. Adult themes and situations. 18+ Minors DNI

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Chapter 2: So Causally Cruel

You sat there in your kitchen looking at the note. You weren't going to let yourself feel sad or upset about this. Absolutely not. Where the fuck did Rooster get off on this? He wanted to blow you off yesterday because he was afraid that you'd pull a midnight escape, and then he does just that? How dare he.

You crumpled up the note and tossed it in your trash can. You went into your living room and turned on your Bluetooth speaker and paired your phone to it. If he wants to be petty, fine. You'll show him petty.

You scrolled through your playlists before setting on a personal favorite of yours. Soon, the songs of your #ToxicQueen playlist filled the room. You grabbed your speaker and went to shower while belting out every song that made you feel like fucking with someone.

Some time later, you hopped out of the shower and dried your hair. You scrolled through your contact list, praying that you had saved his number. As if on cue, the caller ID of the exact person you were looking for popped up on your screen.

"Hi, Jakey." You said as you answered the phone with a smirk. "Hey, Hustler. I hope I'm not bothering you. I just wanted to call and check on you and see if you were feeling better." He said.

"Feeling better?" You asked him. "Yeah, last night when I was waiting for you at the Hard Deck, Rooster found me and said you had gotten sick" Jake said.

Rooster, you little shit, you thought.

"Oh, right. Sorry, yeah. I'm feeling much better today. Must have been something I ate." You lie to him. "Great. Well, I was wondering, and don't feel like you have to say yes, but the squad and I are going out tonight to the Coyote Ugly club for Coyote's birthday tonight. Ironic, I know. But I was hoping you'd come with us." Jake rambles. "When you say 'us,' do you mean the friend group or with you as a date?" You smirked. "Would you like it to be a date?" Jake asks you. "I would love for it to be a date." You tell him.

"Great. We have a party bus coming to my house to pick everyone up. I could pick you up before them around nine if that works for you." Jake says. "That's perfect. I'll see you then, Jakey." You mused before hanging up the phone.

You decide to spend the rest of the day pampering yourself and getting ready for Coyote's party. You knew Rooster was going to be there, and you were going to make him eat his heart out.

You decide to wear your favorite red off the shoulder top and a pair of tight black cut-off shorts. You planned on adding a pair of fishnet tights and some black ankle boots. You'd top the look off with a croped black jacket, just in case.

Once you selected your clothes, you needed to pain your nails. You grabbed your favorite shade of cherry red and sat down at your table.

You blew on the wet crimson polish, covering your nails while singing along to record you had playing. "Don't get sad, get even," you hummed to contentedly yourself as the text you had been waiting for lit up your phone. Jakr had just confirmed that the whole squad would be in attendance. Perfect.

.....................

A few hours later, you were perched on Jake's lap in the party bus. With your last-minute invite, it seemed that the bus was on seat short, but you had no problem securing yourself on Jake's muscular thighs. He had one hand holding your knees while his other arm was wrapped firmly around your middle.

You had both arms draped around him. One of your hands played with the short hairs at the nape of his neck while the other fiddled with the thin gold chain that peaked out from his black v-neck shirt.

Jake had said something funny, causing you to laugh. Rooster, who had the misfortune of drawing the metaphorical short straw, was seated beside the two of you. He rolled his eyes and huffed before mumbling something under his breath.

By the time the bus had dropped the group of you off, Bradley had more than his fill of you shamelessly throwing yourself at Jake, like he hadn't cum in you and had you crying out his name less than twelve hours ago. Rooster swore he could still smell himself on you, and would bet money that his cum was probably still leaking out of you.

Whatever thoughts he had, he pushed them to the side as he all but ran to get off the bus and get a drink. He needed something strong, stat.

After getting the two of you a drink, Jake lets you lead him to the dance floor. You spend song after song pressed up against him, his hands roaming all over your body. Rooster keeps his eyes glued on the two of you. The whiskey in his hand is long forgotten as he watches you grind on Jake when "No Hands" blasts through the venue.

"Are you going to go get your girl, or are you just going to stand there and let that happen?" Phoenix asks as she saddles up on the bar stool beside him. She's careful to avoid the two bartenders who are currently dancing on the bartop while pouring drinks.

"She's not my girl." Rooster grimaces as he takes a drink. "Rooster, you and I both know that's not true. The two of you are like magnets, always pulling each other back in. No matter how it starts, you always end up back together." Phoenix tells him.

"Not this time." He tells her. "Why? Because of Jake? You know she's only doing that to get your attention. She's probably pissed you didn't take her home last night. And Jake is playing along because he likes to fuck with you." Phoenix chuckles.

"See, that's where you're wrong, Phe. I did take her home last night—well, I went home with her." Bradley begins.

"Oh." Phoenix replies, slightly surprised. "And?" She asks him.

"I did what she's done to me more times than I'd care to admit. I left before she woke up." Rooster tells her.

"Because that was such a good idea." Phoenix rolls her eyes.

"It gets worse." Bradley cringes. "Of course it does." Phoenix shakes her head.

"I may have left her a passive-aggressive note asking her how me leaving made her feel." Rooster confesses.

"Oh, adding insult to injury because that's just the thing to do!" Nat shakes her head before downing her drink.

"Bradshaw, I wish I could tell you what to do in this situation, but it looks like you're going to have to lay in the bed you made." She tells him before getting up to go do some birthday shots with Coyote.

Bradley sighed and finished his drink. He looked back at the dance floor, but you and Jake had disappeared from your previous location. He scanned the floor, and his eyes landed on the two of you just in time to catch sight of you leading Jake by the hand towards the bathrooms.

"You've got to be fucking kidding me." Bradley mumbled to himself. He had half a mind to follow you around the corner and ask you what the fuck your problem was, but he was afraid of what he might see if he did.

Instead, he waited, watching the entrance to the small hallway like a hawk. Thirteen minutes later, yes, he had counted them, Jake emerged with skewed hair and was presently fixing his belt buckle. You followed closely behind him. Sensing that someone was watching you, you turn just in time to meet Rooster's eyes.

You knew he was giving you the once over, taking in your mused hair and smeared lipstick. You would bet money that he thinks you and Jake just snuck off to the bathroom for a quickie. Truthfully, the two of you had just made out with some heavy petting, but Bradley didn't need to know that.

Deciding to push the envelope, you held eye contact with him as you wiped the corners of your mouth and licked your thumb clean. Then, you reapplied your lipstick before shooting him and wink and waltzing back to the dance floor.

Bradley slammed his beer bottle on the counter before going to find some other members of the group. He'd be damned if he stood there and let you taunt him after you gave Jake a blow job in the bathroom.

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The longer the night went, the wilder you got. A VIP section had been secured for the group for the last half of the night, and currently, you and the entire squad were gathered around a small bar where some of the bartenders were performing.

Fanboy had stupidly suggested a drunken game of truth or dare, which ended up with you giving Coyote a lap dance for his birthday and you and Natasha kissing.

Currently, Payback was challenging you to either spill something about Maverick or join the bartenders on the counter. Never one to back down from a challenge, you threw back a tequila shot before asking the girls if it was okay for you to join them.

They immediately agreed just as "Come Get Her" began to play. You unabashedly moved your body to the beat.

The music blared through the speakers as you danced on the bar top. No one else seemed to care. They were laughing and encouraging this child like behavior, but a certain chicken had finally had enough.

"Hustler. Get down now." Rooster yelled over the music as he stood on the ground in front of you.

You pretended to think for a minute before saying "No" and shaking your ass for him.

"I'm not playing. Get down right the fuck now." He growled. You could tell he was angry, but he didn't have any say over you. "I'm having a good time Bradley, don't be such a buzz kill!" You yelled to him.

"I'm serious. Get. Down. Now." He demanded. "You're not my dad, my mom, my boyfriend, or my commanding officer, so you can't tell me what to do, and I don't have to listen to you. So you can kindly fuck off and suck my dick—like I did Jake's earlier." You smirked at him before flipping him off.

Rooster's jaw clenched. "I tried to do this the easy way, but if you want to be petty, so can I." Rooster said before he wrapped his arms around your calves and pulled you off the bar while throwing you over his shoulder.

"Bradley Nicholas Bradshaw, you fucking caveman! Put me down!" You demanded as your fists pounded into his back.

The rest of the squad sat there with wide eyes, unsure of what to do next.

...............

"What the fuck is your problem!" You screamed at him once he finally sat you down in the parking lot.

"What the fuck is my problem? What the fuck is your problem?!" He fired back. I'm not the one in there throwing herself at a guy like a cheap hooker." Bradley spat.

"Fuck you, Bradshaw!" You yelled with a slap across his cheek. Bradley was unphased by your outburst.

"You walk around with your holier than thou attitude and pretend to be the victim. You're the one who left me this time. You're the one who started it again after you told me not to. I'm not the bad guy here!" You screamed at him. A few people in the parking lot glanced at the two of you, but kept walking.

"I was just giving you a taste of your own medicine. How many times have you left me? Hmm? What's my one compared to your what? Five? Ten?" Rooster tries to defend himself.

"I never left you any passive-aggressive notes. And I never left you to be mean. I left because I was afraid of hurting you. You left to be cruel!" You rage at him, throwing your arms up and turning around to storm off. You grab your phone and try to order an Uber. You're done with him and everyone else for the night.

"Oh, I'm the cruel one, sure. Typical Hustler, always playing the victim with the sob story. Just like when we were graduating from Top Gun and you used me to get that special detachment. Typical Mitchell." Rooster states with a smirk.

You take a deep breath and grip your phone. You turn on your heels with fire in your eyes.

"I never used you, Bradley. I'm not going to apologize for being the better pilot." You say harshly.

"You told the admirals that I was slow and indecisive. I was supposed to be the mission leader on that last exercise, and you completely undermined me during it! You swooped in with your Maverick style swagger and cost me the chance to prove myself!" He yells at you.

"I did want needed to be done. You weren't going to take the shot in the exercise. If I hadn't done what I did, Danvers and Martin would have beaten us for the top spots." You explain to him.

"I didn't care about the top spots. I cared about proving myself! Proving that I belonged there. Something you never had to worry about!" He states.

"Oh, here we go again!" You sigh as you throw up your hands. "I'm sorry my dad pulled your papers, I don't know why he did it, but it was years ago. You've managed to forgive him for something he did do, why can't you forgive me for something I didn't do? I never used you, Rooster. I cared about you. Hell, I still care about you. All I said was I didn't know if you would be the best person for the mission because when it comes down to it, you're too cautious." You try to justify your actions to him

"Not cautious enough, apparently. I still managed to let you break my heart." He says with venom in his voice.

"Because yours was the only heart that broke. Yeah, sure, okay." You say through a sob that cracks your voice and threatens to break free.

You turn away from him just in time for the rest of the squad to find the two of you outside. They can feel the tension in the air. Jake comes up beside you to ask if you're okay. You shrug him off before reaching into the inner pocket of your jacket.

You pull out a long forgotten pack of cigarettes and a lighter. You light one up and take a long drag, something you haven't done in at least a year. Your nerves are shot, and the nicotine helps calm you down.

"Those things will kill you." Jake says. "And the sixty-million dollar jets we fly won't?" You bite back.

He shrugs, unsure what to say. "I'm getting an Uber and going home. Are you coming with me?" You ask him as you finish the smoke and toss the butt to the ground before snubbing it out with your boot.

He blinks a few times before answering you. "Yeah, I'm coming with you."

"Perfect." You say. Soon, the car pulls up, and you and Jake get in. You wave at Bradley from the back seat as it pulls out of the parking lot.

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[ohnoichangedmynamecallthefbi]

I was in a discord with candy and she said she was in like 13 or more Chris group chats, Shes a hustler baby, she play people like a fiddle

Funny how the only people who fell for her shit are the Fraud Squad (sunniespeaks coined this!)

[nancydrewwouldnever]

I think it's FWB and trolling. Some of the fandom wonders why Chris doesn't have career opportunities like Adam Driver, Chris Pine, and other peers. Stuff like this illustrates why Chris has stayed at a certain level in Hollywood. He is immature, messy, and is surrounded by people who are the same. He won't find any woman of quality with his antics and syphocant friend group. Nor will he level up his career. He is just wasted potential. // dear lord I am probably going to get hate for this but I totally agree. If not for his captain america role he would not be considered an A lister, like just compare him with his peers and for the sake of something a little more contained just look at his marvel co-stars, he is one of the few who doesnt have an important award not even a nominations and he is 20 years in, the only other’s that como to mind are the other chris's, but they seem to go for the blockbuster movies not really the award winning ones, and that wouldn't to bad if he was of the same mindset, but I think with DJ was him giving it a shot at something more serious and i remember him campaing quite hard for that emmy nom, that never came because his acting was eh, we will se with pain hustlers but I am not sure if he is up par with emily blunt (I have a feeling it will be like dont worry darling kind of thing, she shines and.. He is there), I also think that is the reason he is trying so hard to make the gene kelly project happen. He wants the awards.

The people around him might be good friends but they also seem like yes people and with the affinity of trolling, bunch of 40 years old that are still quite immature, maybe thats why they get along with Alba and her squad... Except they have the pass cuase they ARE in their mid twenties. Also maybe thats the reason he keeps her around? She seem to mold herselft to whatever he likes, from his books, to the rollerblading, etc. Probably her immaturity validates his

I am not trying to become across as a hater, cause I do not hate him at all, i am a fan but I think theres always room for critizism. He says he wants the house, the family, the kids, but his actions makes him seem inauthentic, I dont really mind the age gap that much considering they met when she was an adult, but if he was serious about her, he would either comfirm it o take a picture and be done with it, not through social media. Again actions not matching words. And I am not saying they are together but thats what it look likes at times, is either that or the he is trolling, and that also is not a good look.

I agree with anon above, he wont find one... I don't wanna say worthy, but don't know how else to describe it, with that attitude. Why sell the family man image to latter not act like it? Be like george clooney, enjoy life, enjoy women, I somwtimes feel that he feels he is against a ticking clock? He should just work on himself and let it happen naturally. I mean, george might have gotten married at like 50 but to Amal.

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[jaspers47]

I watched 154 movies in 2022

Five Stars

Apollo 10 1/2: A Space Age Childhood (2022) Bergman Island (2021) Blonde Crazy (1931) Blow-Up (1966) Cryptozoo (2021) Decision to Leave (2022) Everything Everywhere All at Once (2022) Glass Onion (2022) The Hunger (1983) It Came from Hollywood (1982) Marcel the Shell with Shoes On (2022) Minari (2020) Mona Lisa (1986) Never Let Me Go (2010) Night on Earth (1991) Nope (2022) Pearl (2022) Tár (2022) Turning Red (2022) Wolfwalkers (2020) The Worst Person in the World (2021)

Four Stars

Bad Luck Banging or Loony Porn (2021) The Banshees of Inisherin (2022) Black Swan (2010) Blackmail (1929) Bullet Train (2022) Captain Blood (1935) Christmas in Connecticut (1945) CODA (2021) Confess, Fletch (2022) Doctor Sleep (2019) Dune (2021) Encanto (2021) The Fabelmans (2022) The Firemen's Ball (1967) First Blood (1982) Five Came Back (1939) Flee (2021) Gentleman's Agreement (1947) Gilda (1946) The Gospel of Eureka (2018) Guillermo Del Toro's Pinocchio (2022) Harvey (1950) House/Hausu (1977) The Hustler (1961) Hustlers (2019) Kajillionaire (2020) The Killing (1956) Kimi (2022) Kiss of Death (1947) The Menu (2022) Moonwalker (1988) The Mouse That Roared (1959) My Dinner with Andre (1981) The Northman (2022) Parallel Mothers (2021) The Personal History of David Copperfield (2019) Predator (1987) Prey (2022) The Punk Singer (2013) Quatermass II/Enemy From Space (1957) Relaxer (2018) Saint Maud (2019) The Seven-Ups (1973) Thelma (2017) Watcher (2022) We're All Going to the World's Fair (2022) Wristcutters: A Love Story (2006) X (2022)

Three and a Half Stars

The Adventures of Prince Achmed (1926) The Bob's Burgers Movie (2022) The Booksellers (2019) Blade II (2002) Gunpowder Milkshake (2021) Honk for Jesus. Save Your Soul (2022) Hush, Hush, Sweet Charlotte (1964) My Name is Julia Ross (1945) Onibaba (1964) The Party (1968) Pygmalion (1938) The Quatermass Xperiment/The Creeping Unknown (1955) The Song Remains the Same (1976) Three Thousand Years of Longing (2022) Wendell & Wild (2022) Yours, Mine and Ours (1968)

Three Stars

Amistad (1997) The Bank Dick (1940) The Batman (2022) Cha Cha Real Smooth (2022) Creature from the Black Lagoon (1954) Cries and Whispers (1972) Crimes of the Future (2022) Drive My Car (2021) The Earrings of Madame de... (1953) Emily the Criminal (2022) The Funhouse (1981) Hannah and Her Sisters (1986) Inland Empire (2006) Jennifer's Body (2009) Jubilee (1978) Ladies and Gentlemen, the Fabulous Stains (1982) Life of Pi (2012) Linda Linda Linda (2005) Love Finds Andy Hardy (1938) Lucy and Desi (2022) Nobody (2021) Opening Night (1977) Pretending I'm a Superman: The Tony Hawk Video Game Story (2020) Repeat Performance (1947) See How They Run (2022) Something Wicked This Way Comes (1983) Strawberry Mansion (2022) Tick, Tick... Boom! (2021) The Tragedy of Macbeth (2021) A Woman is a Woman (1961) Weird: The Al Yankovic Story (2022) Welcome to the Dollhouse (1995) White Zombie (1932) WNUF Halloween Special (2013)

Two and a Half Stars

Babylon (2022) Crock of Gold: A Few Rounds with Shane MacGowan (2020) Scotty and the Secret History of Hollywood (2017) Thunderball (1965)

Two Stars

Doctor Mordrid (1992) Doctor Strange in the Multiverse of Madness (2022) Enchanted (2007) Hardcore Henry (2015) The House (2022) My Fair Lady (1964) My Name is Emily (2015) The Princess (2022) Raya and the Last Dragon (2021) Rosaline (2022) Strange World (2022) Thor: Love and Thunder (2022) Treasure of the Amazon (1985) Werewolves Within (2021) Willy's Wonderland (2021) Winnie the Pooh (2011)

One Star

Beyond Atlantis (1973) Chip 'n Dale: Rescue Rangers (2022) Chuck E. Cheese in the Galaxy 5000 (1999) The Crawling Hand (1963) Daddy-O (1958) Demon Squad (1999) Hello Again (1987) Indestructible Man (1956) Munchie (1992) Operation Kid Brother (1967) The Rebel Set (1959) Santo in the Treasure of Dracula (1969) Robot Jox 2: Robot Wars (1993) Shadow in the Cloud (2020) The She-Creature (1956)

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