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‼️dubcon Alpha!Ilya unexpectedly started his rut and couldn’t help but go after his omega roommate, growl turning feral as he quickly undressed and mounted him, mouth laving over Shane’s mating glad “Shane. Moy omega. Mine.” “Yes, yours” 🔞irlporn

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i wanna talk about the scene immediately after tuna melts for a sec because there’s so much symbolism in this scene and it’s honestly really interesting to me because at first glance it could quite easily be one that’s overlooked. sure, it obviously shows shane is tightly wound after running away from ilya in tuna-melt-gate but there’s deeper layers to it as well. the most obvious (imo) is shane ordering a ginger ale and being unable to get one, when in the scene immediately prior we’ve just witnessed him be given one without even asking at ilya’s house. it really plays into the whole ginger ale as a metaphor for shane’s “true self” and that even when he tries to let parts of the real him slip through he meets obstacles to prevent that happening, whereas with ilya he’s allowed to be himself and totally at ease. there’s also the moment where the waiter asks if anyone will be joining them and removes the extra place setting. it highlights the space in shane’s life thats left empty because he isn’t able to publicly fill it. he can’t have anyone sat at that place setting because he can’t be seen in public with the person he loves, so it stays empty. its also a sort of parallel for the final episode, when that extra space at the hollander’s dining table is filled by ilya. this is just a tiny thing and probs me thinking too much into it but i love the choice to have shane studying the menu the whole time. he’s holding it in a way that it sort of shields him from his parents and puts a barrier between them, so it’s kind of like a physical “wall” that he has up to protect himself. then when his parents want to go to the tennis, shane’s immediate instinct is to lie so they can get in, which yuna (correctly) points out isn’t who he is. it really represents to me how comfortable shane’s become in living the “lie” of his life and hiding his true self - and yuna’s words are a harsh reminder to him that he’s really not as okay with that as he’s been telling himself he is. it sort of snaps him out of it for a moment and reminds him that there is a real discomfort for him in lying to the people he cares about. finally the little nod at the end to shane’s parents suspecting that maybe he might be gay - his dad says “swedish princess” really incredulously as though he knows that was never going to tempt shane. this was probably more meant to be referencing how fame and events that are all about appearances aren’t shane’s scene at all but it definitely could be read as them suspecting a little bit considering they say in episode 6 that they had done for a while.

frances 🏒

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Khloé Kardashian reveals why she didn’t speak to her ex husband Lamar Odom for 10 years after their divorce before reuniting with him. She says that after he overdosed and suffered a stroke, she helped him through his rehabilitation, but once he was in a decent place, he started using again. She says she couldn’t understand why he’d do that after she had put so much of her life on hold for him. She adds that seeing him again after 10 years made her realize how much she had outgrown someone she once thought she’d never outgrow. She also expresses how heartbroken she was when one of Lamar’s friend sold his properties she had kept for him over the years. “When we divorced, Lamar was not in a good headspace. So for years i kept a storage unit of his furnitures thinking one day he would want it. He said through his friend who will go unnamed said give him the storage keys and he’ll take it for me. I did so and I found out later down the line that this friend of his sold everything that was in the unit without Lamar knowing and that broke my heart. I wanted to see him and make sure he was doing okay. I didn’t want to do it in public were it’d be a big spectacle, i didn’t want to do it at my house because of the kids. He picked the time and date, he flew in for it. I thought i was totally cool and when he came in he was so nervous. And there will be time in our conversations that i started getting this feelings, little mannerism or things that would flash me back to 10/15 years ago. And i didn’t realize how triggered i was getting from Lamar. We didn’t talk for 10 years because after his overdose Lamar couldn’t walk or talk, he had a significant amount seizures and stroke, and needed to be rehabilitated, i helped him through that journey. And then when he was at a decent place he started using again, from that moment i said i can never see you again. I love Lamar with all my heart, even today. He was like one of the greatest love of my life. When he started using again after such a horrific accident, I couldn’t understand how someone will go do that again. It felt like you punched me in my stomach, I put so much of my life on hold to take care of this person”

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I CAME all the way to Lagos island market to surprise a boutique owner who’s shop was razed in fire and as a result of the fire he lost goods worth over 100s of millions eventually he borrowed money and got contributions from his friends to start up again,he reached out to a close friend of mine and I was told the whole story I felt pity for him and ask how I could help,he begged me to come to his new place believing that my presence would boost sales to help him start up properly,he offered police men and military men for my security if I agree to come (I was turned of by that because I don’t do police men or military as security) if the street boys want to kpai me they should go ahead LOL but the won’t because NA RATEL OOO,I believe in the street love and the street always protects their own,he also said when I come I can pick clothes and shoes of my choice and he gave room for me to charge him……cut the long story short I surprised him today unannounced without no security of course LOL,picked clothes and shoes for myself he also told koko pee to pick anything,,after everything WE PICKED I asked him to calculate everything we picked and THAT we must pay because we support the vulnerable and don’t take advantage of people,I didn’t charge him anything because I don’t charge to help(MY MOVEMENT IS FOR FREE) and yes the LAGOS ISLAND BOYS PROTECTED US AS THEIR OWN FAMILY…….THE END….GOOD LUCK EXCLUSIVE

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Anderson on his time with Cristiano Ronaldo at Manchester United: Anderson & Rio Ferdinand 🗣️ Rio Ferdinand: "You signed for Manchester United and you had the same agent?" Anderson: "The same Jorge Mendes, yes." Rio Ferdinand: "And then when you're there, Cristiano says, 'You can come and live with me to help you'?" Anderson: "Yes, he took me in. It was me and Nani inside his house." Rio Ferdinand: "You and Nani lived with him? Yes, I remember that." Anderson: "I remember it because he took us in like brothers. That guy looked after us. He looked after us." Rio Ferdinand: "Wait, he was cooking... he was cooking for you?" Anderson: "He cooked... he cooked for me!" (Both laugh) "He looked after us so well. I have to say thank you." Rio Ferdinand: "But he was young as well! He was 20, he..." Anderson: "He bought the food, and you had to help at the supermarket. He'd say, 'Come on, yeah.' He needed help buying..." Rio Ferdinand: "So you used to go to the supermarket?" Anderson: "Yes, yes. I had to go. So me and Nani... one week you have to pay for the supermarket and then another week... because we were living free in his house. He was bringing us to the training ground every day. Come on, Rio..." Rio Ferdinand: "Did you give money for petrol or not?" Anderson: "No, no. No!" (Both laugh) "At that time, Cristiano Ronaldo was much bigger than us. That guy looked after us so much. Not just him — you, Evra, everyone." Rio Ferdinand: "Nani, Ando, Cristiano... always arguing. I remember in the changing room after training or before, I would hear you shouting. And I'd go, 'This is aggressive, what's happening?' Then one of you would go, 'Rio, what about this?' And I'd answer, and one of you would go, 'See! I told you! I told you!'" (Laughs) Anderson: "Because Ronaldo doesn't like to lose." Rio Ferdinand: "Yeah, Ronaldo doesn't like to lose." Anderson: "Yeah, Ronaldo doesn't like to lose. Remember when we played ping pong — him, me, Nani... 'Come on, Rio, come on!' He's mad! He wouldn't talk to us for two days, bro. Two days he wouldn't talk to me. Some people don't believe it, but I used to smash him sometimes. Did I smash him? Yeah." Rio Ferdinand: "Sometimes. Ronaldo played very well." Anderson: "Yes, he's good." Rio Ferdinand: "He's the best player in the group, but when you win..." Anderson: "We'd go crazy, we'd go crazy. We'd start to fight. He wouldn't talk to me for one day, bro. Is that Ronaldo?" (Both laugh) "What the f***. Because he called me Vivinho. He didn't call me Ando. Ronaldo called me Vivinho, I called him Costaleta. I'd say, 'What's happening, Costaleta?' Vivinho... you know how it is."

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i’ve deffo spoken about this before but it was immediately after the ep and now after a million rewatches it’s still lowkey one of my favourite details so i’m gonna talk about tuna melts again so in filmmaking there’s this “rule” where essentially there’s an invisible line across the space of a scene that the camera shouldn’t cross (to avoid confusing the audience or mixing up the perspectives). when the 180 degree rule is broken, it’s usually done intentionally for a particular purpose or effect. in the tuna melt scene, the camera keeps breaking the 180 degree rule every time there’s a moment of vulnerability - only to be snapped back to the “correct” side each time as shane retreats and puts his walls back up. we switch perspectives when they say each others names for the first time, only to be pulled right back to the other perspective when shane starts to panic. we switch again when ilya says “hollander” to try and convince him to stay, and then back over to the “correct” side when we see shane leaving. (it doesn’t technically break the rule here because of where shane is standing the “line” would technically be behind him, but that would’ve been a really weird shot so imo the point still stands) its really effective and i think the scene is filmed that way to be intentionally jarring. it really shows how every moment of vulnerability is met with an equal amount of resistance from shane. he wasn’t ready to be truly vulnerable with ilya yet. as much as he wants to let go and allow himself this, each crack in ilya’s armour is a reminder to shane to put up another wall and protect himself.

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BLAZE OF FURY I slam down on the little shrimp with the full, earth-shaking tonnage of my colossal bulk. His puny frame flattens like a stomped roach beneath me, and a vicious snap cuts the air as his lungs cough up a sad, broken yelp. It’s fuckin’ wild how his skinny, fragile build sets my blood ablaze—like a brittle twig trembling beneath my hulking, boulder-like chest, begging to be crushed. My pecs squash him flat, mashing his mug into the mat with skull-shattering might. I smack my cock against the twin curves of his ass and grind it awake along their sculpted swell. My hips pound his dainty backside, even as he squirms, tensing and trying to buck me off. His pathetic fuckin’ resistance melts like butter under my sheer dominance—nothing but a sorry little twitch-fest. My junk roars to life faster than a souped-up dragster. I’m a goddamn bulldozer rolling over this fuckin’ worthless speck. I jerk up a couple inches and smash back down hard. A nasty crack rips from his guts under my brutal hammering, but all he’s got left is a faint gasp as the air ditches him. I drag myself slow, pulverizing him into the mat with every fiber of my strength, and growl in his ear: “Wrestle, runt!” I hoist my bulk up a hair, and the wimp starts thrashing under me. He knows I get off on his flailing fight—I crave those desperate, doomed swings. His mousy muscles got no shot at budging me, but even half-dead, he’s hell-bent on lighting my fuse. His tiny bum rubs my dick like mad, sparking like a match on rough timber. My member’s pulsing, primed to pay him back. Wielding my titanic bulk like a sledgehammer, I unleash a savage pounding on him. My gut slams him down with crushing weight. Every hit’s meaner than the last, sinking him deeper into the mat. His wriggling quits cold, his body caving to my relentless beatdown. The hardest blows grind his bones to dust, but he’s silent now—just ragged breaths forced out by my strikes. Conscious? Who gives a shit. After a dozen ruthless smacks, I flop onto him. His frail frame is scorching from the thrashing I dished out. My gargantuan mass locks him in place—no squirming, no breathing, nada. He’s mine to break, and my sheer heft could snuff him out for good. But I ain’t done—my cock’s howling for more. I peel off him. The shrimp wheezes, clawing for air, fumbling his wrecked shell. I give him a sec to pull it together—the grand finale’s coming. He knows a stiff corpse won’t rev my engine. I hiss in his ear: “Flip over!” Battered to hell, he still spins onto his back like a whipped little shit. He wouldn’t dream of crossing me—fear and heat tangle in his eyes as my monstrous shadow looms. I reward his obedience by slamming down full-force. His chest plate cracks, ribs splinter. My meat smacks his steel-hard cock with a loud thwack. The twisted little freak loves it. I’ve flattened him helpless again, and my shaft drinks in his agony. I grind it against his dick, mashing his lean torso with my thick, beefy bulk. His ribcage buckles as I lean in hard. His feebleness and frailty stoke my sadistic blaze. “Wrestle!” I snarl, easing up an inch to let him fan my flames. He tries to fight back—he knows every twitch stokes my fire. He’s desperate to keep me happy; he’s seen what happens to uppity punks who don’t. He don’t want that smoke. His beat-up, aching husk battles to please me. He’s so goddamn insignificant—my junk’s a live grenade. The big finish is close. I start ramming him for real with my cock, fuckin’ banging him into oblivion. My loins grind into his core with full throttle. Our tools collide, sizzling like live wires. My titan’s bulk pounds and smashes the runt under my brutal girth, raging harder each blow. His flopping fades fast, my crushing hits paralyzing him. He’s got no choice but to bow to my beastly fury. His shell cracks under my onslaught—too flimsy to take it. Bones groan and give, sinking with my blows. He’s gotta be out cold, but his stiffy’s trembling, ready to blow. I dive at him with unhinged rage, ready to tear him apart. His delicate rig shatters for good, bones snapping like brittle straw. My cock erupts like a damn volcano, and his tags along. Our gear’s drenched, dripping with heat. I unload again with feral power, roaring deep from my gut, and collapse, winded, on his smashed-up wreck. Our juices meld through the fabric like molten lava rivers. I sprawl over him, catching my breath. He’s pitifully small and breakable, the little shit. The shrimp’s out, his pretty face calm—miles from the fuckin’ hell he just ate. He nailed his role and served me right. I growl low, a sated beast’s rumble: “Good boy, you little fuck.”

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