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hellsgate-roadhouse · 8 months
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bigboppa01 · 3 months
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eurotrip · 8 months
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Nooooooo
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Who does this?
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march-hare01 · 7 months
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m0stlygh0st · 1 day
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How to spend your birthday with all your boys~ 💜
I finally finished my take on the Marilyn meme from a while ago!!!
it’s MY birthday so I’m bringing the meme back lmao
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candy-jam · 7 months
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Sheesh! It's been a while! ( ˃⤙˂ )
Soooo I've been taking a trip down to memory lane about Ryuji Masuda, and I found banners from the Wayback Machine!
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Update!: I found the proper source for all these banners, which was the previous version of Masuda's Pop Death website! Here's a banner featuring Blanche from Funny Pets' background!
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retropopcult · 1 year
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"Wrecking yard in Clarksburg, West Virginia."  Photographed April 1942 by John Vachon for the Office of War Information.
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elenazamos · 6 months
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sorry but the nose scrunch is new right??? like Oscar was not doing that before these Singapore and Japan videos???
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ot3 · 1 month
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Speaking of people thinking about phoenix wright when I post I can probably get rid of my FAQ about maya now that I don't live with her anymore
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raineandsky · 7 months
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tw fire / arson
The street is engulfed in a burning blaze. The buildings next door will adopt the flames too, and before long the entire city will be alight with the villain’s master plan.
Everything is coming together just as he wanted. By the time the heroes get here, the destruction will be too great to do anything but salvage whatever little remains. The fallout will give them plenty of time to get everything in place for his final big show. 
The villain lets the flames warm his face from where he’s watching the carnage. Everything is perfect.
There’s a light tug at the end of his coat. “Mr. Evil?”
The villain gives the spot next to him a frown, before pointing it downward—a child, a wholeass child, clinging to the hem of his coat with a little too much force, wrinkling the usually smooth fabric. A glance around gives him no inkling as to how they got here.
“Hey, uh…” The villain has to raise his voice over the sound of the buildings crumbling around them. “If this is your kid, can you come and get them? I won’t attack you.”
Nothing. Either no one is willing to risk their neck or this kid is somehow out here alone. Wonderful. Of course this would happen to the villain as he’s trying to reach his peak in life.
“Look, kid.” The villain squats down to the child’s level. They don’t let go of his coat like the villain had hoped, and so he sets about carefully prying their tiny fingers off. “It’s dangerous. You shouldn’t be out here. Where’re your parents?”
The kid laughs brightly, as if the arson of the city they live in is entertaining. “Mr. Evil!”
Clearly there’s been an attempt to teach this thing stranger danger, but maybe the concept of ‘evil’ hasn’t quite gone in yet. 
The kid points up to where the building opposite is ragefully burning. “Boom!” they squeak, and they clap their hands joyfully when it responds by creaking on its supports.
There’s no one around but the villain and this child that looks to barely be in the double-digits. He can’t leave them here. He’s a villain, not a degenerate. There’s screaming nearby as people flee the impending blaze.
He stands back upright with an irritated sigh. He can’t believe he’s letting morality he shouldn’t technically have get in the way of everything. He holds a hand out to the child expectantly.
“Come on,” he says with what he hopes passes off as kindness, “we should be going.”
The kid has a concerning lack of hesitation in taking his hand, a bright grin on their face as they watch the flames engulf everything.
There’s people making their getaways a few streets over, moving from the flames like a terrified flood. The child watches everyone absently as the villain tries to pick out anyone he can hand them off to.
“Hey, you!” the villain calls into the fray. “You, in the blue shirt!”
A woman miraculously slows down, swimming through the current of people to reach them. “This kid needs to go,” he tells her urgently. “They’re lost—find their parents if you can.”
The kid turns up to the villain with wide, puppy-like eyes as he lets go of them. “Mr. Evil?”
“You’re going to find your parents, alright?” he says. “Go now, before the fire spreads. I have to, uh, go look for other people.”
The woman nods, bending down to the kid with her hands out. “Come on, kiddo, let’s get going then.”
The villain has let go of the kid, but said kid doesn’t seem to have the same idea. Their grip is back on the bottom of his coat, tucking behind him like he’s the safest person in the world. It takes a frankly embarrassing amount of effort to push them into her arms. They fight it the entire time like they’re being kidnapped.
The woman turns on her heel to continue her escape, and the child gets one last look at the villain from over her shoulder.
“Mr. Evil…?” they say uncertainly. The moment it’s clear the villain’s getting further away they burst into tears, their wails echoing through the collapsing city around them.
The villain lingers worriedly, waiting until the pair are out of sight before turning on his heel to finish what he started.
God, he’s a villain. An upset child shouldn’t make him feel bad. His heart hurts though, much to his dismay, and he knows that he never wants to see a kid caught up in his plans again.
Goddamnit, he doesn't even like kids.
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magicalgirlmindcrank · 11 months
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Burnout
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bigboppa01 · 3 months
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wtf-tfw · 4 months
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golden girls analog horror
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eurotrip · 1 year
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Abandoned 25th anniversary Lamborghini in Saudi Arabia
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march-hare01 · 10 months
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corrodedcoughin · 1 year
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HELLO SPONTANEOUS PART 2 TO MANLY STEVE (inspired by the fact my dad is working on one of his classic cars rn)
One day once Steve and Eddie are dating, Steve buys himself a real junker of a car, from the 50s, barely working, missing wheels, broken down, and they keep it parked behind the Munson's new trailer.
And Steve is determined to fix it up. Rebuild the body, fix the engine, redo the interior. Really get his hands on it, fix it, make it his.
His father liked cars, but only if they were new, expensive, and he didn't have to touch the engine. He'd brag about horsepower, and top speed, but fixing it and changing the oil was blue collar work and "below him". Steve likes getting hands on, physical work, finding a problem and working around it.
So he spends hours tinkering with it, finding new parts, and Eddie and Wayne join him. Eddie taking all the knowledge his father gave him of hotwiring and stripping cars for parts and using it productively. Making it a happy memory. So of course Wayne is there. Getting as involved as he can when Eddie keeps reminding him to take it easy, dont get hurt, they can share the work. (Wayne's car knowledge is a big help)
I just!!!!! Them forming this new loving family unit and working to create something together
Momo I’m so sorry I’m so late getting back to you!!
I LOVE your ideas, as always.
What about Steve, Eddie and Wayne going off in Eddie’s van to scope out scrap yards/used parts. They make a day off it every month or second month, touring round their usual spots. Eddie elbow deep in a pile of parts when he he hears Wayne’s slow and steady drawl that cuts through the noise of the yard
‘Boys, think I found somethin’
Eddie sidles up, looking over Wayne’s shoulder when Steve approaches from the opposite side. Wayne just raises an eyebrows and points with his cigarette to an old piece of kit that’s seen better days but by Steve’s reaction you’d think he’d just been handed seventeen babies, a station wagon and a family home to house them all.
It’s the piece Steve had been looking for for god knows how long. Only thing is, it’s more expensive than it has any right to be. They only find this out after Steve takes it up to the owner to ask thr price. His face falls, dreams of finishing their project car dashed. He tries not to let it show, just gives a tight lipped smile and walks away, hands in pockets.
Both Eddie and Wayne catch each others eyes, theirs heads come together, seeing if there’s a solution. They know they can’t afford it themselves, no chance, they are just managing bills and food as it is, disposable income a rarity. Eddie has an idea though, he asks Steve to let him and wayne contribute towards the cost, knowing that between the three of them and some sweet talking to the yard owner into a payment plan (Wayne has some long running connections that he’s not shy of exploiting when it comes to his boys). It’s not easy, Steve outright refuses at first, saying that he could never take that from Eddie and Wayne, that they don’t need to pander to him. There’s sle loud ones, some angry ones too.
But it’s Wayne’s stern eye and explanation that ‘Steve, son, we’ve put some hours into this thing too. Don’t you think we want to see it done?’
They all know wayne is just giving Steve an out but they don’t mention it, don’t even vaguely acknowledge it. When Steve is sitting in the back of Eddie’s van, bright smile on his face as he cradled the hunk of metal in his arms he’s so grateful he thinks his heart might burst. He doesn’t catch it, too busy staring at the cold object in his lap but Eddie and Wayne share a look, one of pride. They can’t give much, not like what Steve is used to, but what they can give means so much more and that’s evident on Steve’s face.
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