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how to lose a guy in 10 days
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Watched this wonderful movie last night and I love it! Can’t wait to check out the special features!
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mariocki · 2 years
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Dead Heat (1988)
"Hey, you're hurt!"
"Lady, I'm fucking dead."
#dead heat#american cinema#horror imagery tw#1988#mark goldblatt#terry black#treat williams#joe piscopo#lindsay frost#darren mcgavin#vincent price#clare kirkconnell#keye luke#robert picardo#mel stewart#professor toru tanaka#peter kent#date night movie#look‚ i read about a buddy cop action zombie splatter film featuring Vincent Price‚ I'm gonna have to watch it. that's just how it is.#I'm not proud. this is supremely stupid but also kind of enjoyable; our two leads are literally 2 of the worst‚ most dangerous cops ever to#play hero in american cinema (so probably the most authentic aspect of the film). when one of them gets killed and resurrected they decide#to look into this whole zombie thing and get some JUSTICE‚ all while delivering truly horrible one liners and objectifying every woman in#sight. the leads are genuinely pretty horrible (particularly Piscopo‚ who's apparently an ass in real life too) but the plot is just dumb#and original enough to be entertaining. plus you have my boy Vinny‚ old hand McGavin‚ and some genuinely astonishing fx (there's a body#melt style scene which has to be seen to be believed‚ honestly very impressive in a gross way). things get surprisingly bleak and grim and#the body count is higher than most war films‚ but Vincent is a treasure and I've watched worse for him (and I'll do it again damn it!)#contains one highly entertaining scene of two undead guys firing machineguns into one another for waaayy too long#also the plot gets a bit gappy in places; isuspect this was cut fairly heavily by the studio bc honestly some of it just doesn't make sense
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freitag1607 · 4 months
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1.05 / Battle of the Labyrinth
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pikavani · 4 months
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Jax and Ragatha couldn’t really reach an agreement what movie to watch… but luckily there’s one movie the both enjoy watching! ☺️
Day 3 of the bunnydoll prompts - „Date“
„Sharknado“ is just a dumb example for a movie only a guy could enjoy… but if any of you guy friends have better suggestions I‘m all ears xD
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gleafer · 5 months
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The ineffables go to the show!
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littler3d · 6 months
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You know what, I like the fact that the FNAF movie confuses the lore even more. Scott Cawthon is committed to his sins, and managed to mess up the timeline even more. A true nostalgia piece, confusion and all
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kurtkankle · 10 months
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anaxibiaclark · 2 years
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Steve has a tell when he starts dating someone, which is why Robin always knows when Steve is going on a hot date. There is a cologne that he designates only for date nights. This is how Robin finds out that Steve and Eddie are dating.
"So, who's the lucky lady this time?" Robin asks, leaning over the counter dangling Steve's keys in front of him with a shit eating grin.
"I have no idea what you're talking about." Steve responds, rolling his eyes.
Before he can grab for his keys Robin pulls them away. "I know you're going on a hot date because of what you're wearing."
Steve scoffs, trying to grab for his keys again with no luck, watching Robin pocket them in horror.
Robin smirks as she looks him up and down. "You're wearing a Henley tucked into the tightest pair of Levi's you can squeeze that ass into..."
"Jesus, Robin." Steve breaths out, ears turning a shade of pink. "I'm..."
Robin puts up a hand to stop him from speaking even further. "Let me finish." She says smugly. "And to top it off you're wearing Drakkar Noir, which always screams, STEVE HARRINGTON IS GETTING LAID." Robin finishes her sentence with a wide grin, seeing as the pink from his ears has now spread to his entire face making it's way down his neck.
Before either one of them can speak the bell jingles as the door to Family Video opens.
"Come on Harrington," Eddie booms from the open door. "I want to get to the diner before anyone can take our booth."
Steve offers a slow smile to Robin, seeing that her jaw has dropped in pure shock. "Can I have my keys now?"
Still speechless, she digs his keys out of her pocket and places them in Steve's hand.
Just as he's about to pull away she grabs his wrist, "I want details, Harrington."
"In your dreams, Buckley."
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dragonymango · 4 months
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just chilling jsut hanging out
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emocheremuha · 9 months
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[part 3]
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jesterjaxx · 22 days
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MOVIE NIGHT TAKE TWO 🎬
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+ Matching pfps for you and your boyfriend whose bedtime is 8
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roxygen22 · 11 days
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Thanks to the snack wars video he did with Austin butler we know timothee has a sensitive stomach when it comes to spicy foods. Maybe during date night he gets sick from spicy food and Female reader takes care of him. He feels bad for ruining date night but she promises he didn’t.
Plz
Spicy
>>puke warning<<
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Timothée squirmed in his seat next to you in the movie theater. You and he had been excited for months about seeing this particular movie and were ecstatic to get midnight tickets on opening night. At first, he only made tiny shifts. You thought maybe he was just trying to get comfortable, but the frequency intensified about halfway through the film.
"Are you alright?" you whispered.
Timothée nodded, though you could see from the light off the screen that his face scrunched in discomfort. Suddenly he jumped out of his seat and ran toward the aisle. You sat there in shock as you watched him race down the stairs and out of the theater.
After about 10 minutes and no sign of Timothée coming back, you got up to check on him. You pardoned your way past the folks you were interrupting and found your way to the men's restroom. You paced for a moment, unsure of what to do next. You bounced on the balls of your feet and psyched yourself up to crack the door open and call out to him, but before you could, you heard the miserable sound of him puking.
"Timothée?"
He retched once more before responding. "Babe, go back to the movie."
"I don't want to see it without you, love." All he could muster in response was a groan. "I'm going to go buy you a bottle of water. I'll meet you in the hallway when you're able." You walked over to the concession stand and stood in line to get him a drink. He weakly walked out of the bathroom as you got back to the hallway.
You uncapped and handed Timothée the bottle of water. "Here, drink this," you instructed. He took the bottle with a shaky hand. "Any clue what caused this?" You gently placed the back of your hand against his forehead to check for fever.
"I went to that crawfish boil that Austin invited me to."
You crossed your arms. "Let me guess, the food was spicy?"
"Yeah, like the kind that makes you sweat and your nose run."
"Timmy..."
"I know, I know. But I didn't want to be rude. His family went through a lot of trouble to cook all that food. And once I got past the heat, it tasted really good."
You just shook your head. It was just like your Timothée to be polite at his own physical expense.
"I think I can go back in now." You looked at your watch. At that point he had missed at least 30 minutes of the film.
You paused. "I- I think we've missed too much of it. We'll just come back another time."
His face fell. "I'm sorry I ruined our date night."
"You didn't ruin it, love. But next time, try to lay off the spicy food before we are about to see a three-hour movie."
Timothée held out his pinky and linked it with yours. "I pinky promise."
You grinned and kissed his cheek as you walked arm-in-arm out to the car.
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ghouljams · 10 months
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Omg I LOVE your konig!cowboy story, it's entertaining just how dumb bee is around this whole farm life, but what if she wasn't really that stupid? Like imagine konigs computer completely shuts down, and he's not the most tech literate but bee sees the problem and goes full city slicker tech bro mode and fixes it in no time, showing she is in fact competent, just not about her current life
Congratulations on unlocking Bee's expertise.
This is almost exactly what I had in mind when I was trying to figure out how she could just up and move and do wfh and generally have no clue how to own a farm. I think she's 100% a tech jockey of some kind, maybe a little bit of a hacker type. She's very smart but only about her areas of expertise.
König's laptop is open on the kitchen table when you drop by, the blue screen staring at you like an angel of death. You wince a little. You hope he wasn't working on anything important. You set your fabulously not failed cookies on his kitchen counter and pull out the chair in front of the computer.
"König, you mind if I poke around on your computer a little?" You call, straining to hear any movement before he pokes his head into the kitchen. He narrows his eyes at the computer for a moment, and damn you've never seen someone think so long about having their tech salvaged. "I won't check your browser history or anything if that's what you're worried about, just wanna get it running again."
König makes a noise of surprise and embarrassment. "I am not worried about that!" He sputters, which tells you he actually was worried about that. You shrug and flex your fingers a little. "Don't poke around too much." He relents, you grin, men are all the same.
"I'll stick to drivers and operating files only," he gives you a blank look, you press a few command keys to pull up your favorite little black box, "I'll just get it back to working."
You spend a few minutes manually filling in code and resetting the garbled muck that's filling your neighbor's computer. It's not too bad but he's got a nasty worm that seems to have been installed through a lousey torrent. You wipe the last few installs as best you can, calling König over to translate every so often. It's bad enough reworking an operating system in English, you're losing your mind trying to parse German files.
Eventually he finds a chair to sit next to you and watch. You pull your feet up onto the chair, your posture atrocious as you concentrate.
"I don't even know what half of this is," You grumble, staring at what looks like a matrix of some sort, a really sparse one.
"Which one is giving you trouble," König follows where you point on the screen, eyes narrowed against the brightness as he reads through named files, "Ah, this is security."
"Your place has security? We're in the middle of nowhere," You shoot him a look, he hums half agreeing, "I'll leave it."
"Braves Mädchen," he breathes, "you're very good at this."
"I hope so, can't exactly fall back on farming." You grumble, fingers working to finish your repairs to Königs frankly ancient laptop. This thing is going to be running marathons when you're done with it. Probably best to avoid any major changes to the OS though, König doesn't seem like he'd be willing to learn new shortcuts.
This is good though, you feel like you're paying him back for helping you out so much. Especially when you hit the button for the final restart and everything springs to life with a pleasant chime. You smile at your work, typing in König's shitty password to check that everything is working alright. You check the time, updating the clock to the correct time zone.
You stop, dread making your stomach roll. Is it really that late? "We were supposed to see a movie," You frown. König shoos your hands off the keyboard and shuts his laptop, it rings like a death bell on your ever present forgetfulness. "I'm sorry, I didn't even realize, and now we've missed it," König raises a hand to stop your apology.
"I don't mind," He's so sweet, his eyes smiling at you over his bandana, "I enjoyed watching you work, it was very... informative." You offer a hesitant smile, that's certainly one way to put it.
König watches you straighten up from your position over the computer, knees dropping from where you'd pulled them up by your chest as you arch your back to stretch out the kinks. The satisfied little noise you make at the quiet pop is going to bounce around his mind for a while yet. The same way your focused stare and the silent movement of your lips as you read will stick with him.
He would have asked you for help sooner, but there was too much about you on that laptop to be safe. Still, your discretion was a credit to your professionalism. Although your flagrant dismissal of what you must have thought were his porn habits was... telling. How many men have jumped to get their computer out of your hands?
"I better go home, gotta feed the critters and all." You stand, grabbing your bag from the floor, "Thanks for letting me fix your computer."
"Of course," König stands as well, walking with you to the door, "Danke Schön, hummelchen." He tells you quietly, holding the door above your head.
"Bitte schön, König," your pronunciation is hesitant, but still leaves him wide eyed staring down at you, "I Googled a few basics." You explain, as if that could be the reason for his silence.
"I see," König tries to keep his voice from sounding too tight, thinks he even succeeds at it, "Then, Gute Nacht."
"Gute Nacht!" You reply enthusiastically, giving a wave as you turn to leave. His fingers tighten on the door, grabbing something other than your throat. If you were going to speak his mother tongue so prettily, you should have at least warned him. Maybe then he wouldn't have to close the door half hard. You are going to be the death of him.
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thesquirrelqueer · 10 months
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two tickets for two tickets
oppenheimer for barbie
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aislingangel · 6 months
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fnaf movie!!!!!
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