on the craziness scale, saltburn gets a hannibal out of 10
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Idea; Wu relying more on his powers and weapons than physical combat in a fight while Garmadon will straight up throw physical actual hands with a monster
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Got boops on, this feels like a weird communication thing
I send boops, you reply, we're talking
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oh the pain of wanting to be coddled and cooed at but being told im cute and calling me the things i explicitly want to be called makes me feel as though i have to put on a performance and Appease people, making the thing i literally am into an obligation, thus parts of my identity get ruined for me for a while...
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Anyone know any free ideally lightweight video editors that you can use with already greenscreened videos. I have a bit I want to make
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Hoku-chan is like that one cat who think he’s a lion and Kazuma is like a tiger who sometimes forget that he’s a tiger 😂
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S1 and S2 feel like the 1980s, but S3 and S4 feel 2010s without modern technology
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the roys and the colors i associate with them
connor - light blue. it is the color of the sky, perfect for the man with his head in the clouds, the endless vast above you means potential, all you could be if you could ever reach it; he gives you a ladder, and he gives them the sky. it is the color for the first boy but not the eldest son.
kendall - dark blue. the abyss calls, the brine is deep and unforgiving and as you pull yourself from the water you are met with the endless midnight sky, that same deep blue. you're drowning in it, their expectations can be counted with every navy thread it takes to make your suit.
roman - red. you want to say you are driven by passion, that every act you do is for family, your purpose is your connection, your relationships to those you care for, for those you love. but love has always met you in the form of a clenched fist, in crimson on your tongue from a backhand and a split lip. red is rage, the feeling eats away at you, you’d eat yourself if it meant you didn’t have to see it anymore: you’d let those you love devour you to be a part of them.
siobhan - green. you are nature, you are the beauty seen when light hits through the trees, you are poison ivy, your touch is poison, and when someone goes to soothe you they touch it too, they spread it, on you, on them. infectious. you want to be good, you believe you are, but as much as you appear to be the rose you are the thorns beneath.
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