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xthewhiteravenx · 2 years
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New Colby Brock and Amber Scholl Content?
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Vincent Price publicity photo for The House on Haunted Hill (1959)
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afieldinengland · 4 months
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peep show: the sitcom at 20 by its creators and stars | youtube comment | 1x04, 'mark makes a friend' | 5x01, 'burgling' | british comedy cinema, i.q. hunter and laraine porter | 2x05, 'the man show' | original script for 1x01, 'warring factions' | 3x06, 'quantocking' | endgame, samuel beckett | 7x06, 'new year's eve' | peep show is a national humiliation | 9x06, 'are we going to be alright?' | interaction on reddit
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rootsmachine · 1 year
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taissa turner // “how shirley jackson makes us lose our minds,” ottessa moshfegh
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starjunkyard · 2 months
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Realised that every wilson edit ive made so far is a thirsttrap so i had 2 immediately counteract that with an edit of him being the soggiest most sopping wet lameass loserboy. Either way i need him so bad so i dont think it worked
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bluegiragi · 1 year
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i have been so curious to know...what made you want to draw ghost so beefy? No complaints, just wanted to know how his thicc design came to be. :)
I won't lie, I genuinely went around for ages thinking it was his canon physique. It's why I was so surprised when people started losing my mind over his size and then i went back to the reference material and realised ah. he's not actually built like a truck, i just watched edits that looked at him with certain angles.
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seance · 1 year
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a million choices, though little on their own become the heirloom of the heaviness you've known
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pink-psychic · 1 year
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You know Raine’s whistling was probably how Eda found them…
Eda didn’t know they were there, no one except the Collector knew that they were possessed by Belos and in the castle, the Collector left before telling anyone* so no one else knew until after the fact when Eda found them trapped there…
*(Although I don’t blame him as he was a bit preoccupied with Luz dying in his arms, and coming back to life, before he flew off to save everyone in the Archives while slowly succumbing to the same stuff that killed Luz)
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neurodihuegent · 2 years
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why be a wallflower, when you could be a venus fly trap?
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dysaniadisorder · 2 months
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i hate how normalized military is in the us im gonna rip my hair out
#i just. was talking w friends today#one of them was talking abt how he was almost convinced by the recruitment lady to join the navy and i was like. dude#and i was talking about how messed up it is that they send in people like that and catch kids like him#and my friends were like. you cant really blame her for doing her job. its her JOB like yes. it is her job. its fucking Bad#my best friend got all angry cuz his dad was in the navy. babe idc if he didnt actually fight he shouldnt have done it ♡#''people get drafted'' you have to dodge the draft.#''thats illegal'' yes. this is a requirement for if you are drafted. you Have to just not.#no one said action would be comfortable nor convenient. in fact it is going to be almost none of either#you are gonna have to face that the military murders human beings and your dad is not any better#and people who its ''just their job'' to do it chose that job. and they know#''you cant get mad at the worker woman; you have to get mad at the institution'' no im mad at the individual woman too#just because its your job to manipulate kids and kill Arab people doesnt mean its okay#''not everyone in the military is actively fighting'' no! they arent. but they are helping those that are.#they are not complicit but actively helping. you have to do anything and everything you can to just Not Fucking do that#ANYONE in the military has failed being a decent human 101. being in any part of the military means you are okay with centuries of genocide#and encourage even more. its not 'just your job' you are OK and more for relentless murder and i wish you harm#anyways. sometimes repeating & internalizing the things ur parents say means watch our for road traps and the beatles are good.#sometimes it is US propaganda and just because it is in your own house and coming from a loved one doesnt mean you cant not fall for it#edit not to mention him saying this the day after aaron bushnell died. dude#unethical jobs exist. it is everyones job to bring them down#''its just her job'' was Bushnells sacrifice not fucking enough for you??? and the millions of dead Palestinians????? christ
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bl00dsh0tc0r3 · 6 months
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shinelikethunder · 1 year
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still obsessed with SPN 2x16 Roadkill's haunted-radio choices here
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xthewhiteravenx · 8 months
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TRAP HOUSE AU [movies & tv shows] – The Old Guard
It started the moment a bullet ripped through Xepher’s chest, her heart coming to a stop. 
The world around her faded as she succumbed to death's embrace. According to the EMTs, she had been clinically dead for a full six minutes before she came back to life. However, within those six minutes, Xepher found herself in a realm that existed beyond the confines of the ambulance.
"SAM!" The name echoed through her consciousness as she turned her head.
"COLBY!" Another name reverberated, distant yet unmistakable.
In an instant, her surroundings were bathed in a vibrant orange glow. She stood within an expansive desert, where scorching winds whipped up columns of sand. Confusion gripped her as she grappled to make sense of this surreal landscape. A glance downward revealed attire she didn't recognize—strange, advanced combat gear unlike anything she had ever seen.
Across the desert expanse, two figures emerged. Sam Golbach and Colby Brock were running toward her, the very individuals whose names had resounded in her mind earlier. Their expressions held a mixture of astonishment and familiarity, mirroring the complex emotions within her.
"Xepher, this is real. You're seeing what we're seeing," Sam's voice carried hope tinged with certainty. "It's happening, even though it feels unreal."
Colby reached out and placed a hand on her shoulder, “You need to calm down, Xepher. We will find you.”
Xepher nodded, her thoughts racing. "I was shot. I should be... I should be dead, Colby."
The intensity of the orange light intensified, casting long shadows upon the sandy terrain. As they exchanged puzzled glances, a distant rumble filled the air, growing steadily louder. Something was approaching.
A colossal sandstorm emerged on the horizon, a swirling maelstrom of chaos and devastation. The ground quaked beneath their feet as the tempest consumed everything in its path. Xepher's instincts kicked in. "We need cover—now!"
Together, they sprinted toward a cluster of rocky formations that promised some refuge. The sandstorm closed in, visibility reduced to near-zero. Huddled behind the rocks, they clung to each other as the tempest raged, a force of nature unlike any they'd encountered.
Amidst the heart of the storm, Xepher's mind was bombarded by a montage of images—centuries of battles, faces of comrades lost to time, and the sensation of never truly meeting the end. She realized that her return from death was no ordinary occurrence; it was something profound, linking her, Sam, and Colby across the tapestry of time.
In a vision that felt both real and distant, Xepher found herself amidst the opulence of the Italian Renaissance. The scene unfolded like a memory, or perhaps a dream. She watched as Sam Golbach and Colby Brock appeared in an elegant garden, under the gentle light of the setting sun. Sam's voice held a fondness that transcended time.
"Colby, you have an uncanny way of capturing beauty that rivals the finest artists."
Colby's smile held a touch of mischief as he leaned in closer. Their tunics mixed till Xepher was unsure who belonged to who, "Only because I have the most inspiring subject."
Their hands found each other, fingers intertwining with a familiarity that suggested an intimacy borne of more than just companionship. The unspoken connection between them was palpable, charged with an underlying depth that hinted at a romantic relationship.
As the sandstorm gradually abated, Xepher returned to her mind and the environment transformed once more. The vibrant orange light dimmed, revealing their original surroundings—the interior of the ambulance. The rhythmic beeping of medical instruments filled the air, and Xepher blinked in disbelief.
Even though Sam and Colby were not with her, Xepher could feel their presence along with many more who felt like echoing's across other life times. While she could parse out her short life, theirs were longer and so deeply entwined that they might as well have been hers as well. She shared a profound realization with her self, mumbling, "We're connected, across time and space."
The EMTs worked urgently, unaware of the cosmic odyssey Xepher had just undertaken. As her vision blurred and darkness beckoned, one thought remained resolute: they were part of an ancient and extraordinary narrative, one that transcended mortality.
Colby's voice, soft yet resolute, broke through the haze. "Welcome to the Old Guard, Xepher."
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Vincent Price as Roderick Usher - The Fall of the House of Usher
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lonely-dog-song · 4 months
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exmortis made me have a creepy dark meat dream so thanks for that
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yenpondering · 1 year
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Not me hearing a loud clang at night in my house thinking I'm losing my mind before sleeping only to discover this morning our mouse trap box caught a big mouse 🙃🙃🙃🙃🙃
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