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whitewaterpaper · 2 months

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Denna månad har jag sett klassisk SF, klassisk fredriksdal och en remake på en klassisk Hitchcock. Det blir svällande muskler, svingande svärd, sjungande värjor, damer som försvinner och one liners som haglar.

Arnbergs Korsettfabrik (2000) [👍🔁🆓🎭] Eva Rydbergs klassiska omstöpning av Poppes Oskulden från Mölle. En fortfarande genuint charmig och rolig pjäs jag tycker om att återkomma till.

Battle in Outer Space / Uchû daisensô (1959) [👍🆓] Japansk SF, väldigt gediget producerad. Bra story, och bra special effekter. Regisserad och skriven av samma man som skänkte världen Godzilla.

Dark Star (1974) [👎] John Carpenter, över lag bra special effekter och produktion. Dock konstigt manus som gör att jag tappar intresset snabbt.

En dam försvinner / Lady Vanishes, the (1979) [__] Överlag sevärd remake på Hitchcock-klassikern. Mer hysterisk än spännande, Cybil Sheppard (i rollen som Kelly) och Elliott Gould (hennes manliga kärleksintresse) tenderar slå över på överspel men Angela Lansbury gör en bra roll.

Freelance (2023) [__] Vill väldigt gärna vara en "Jakten på Stenen"-actionkomedi, men blir mest konstig.

Gullivers Resor / Gulliver's Travels (1939) [👎🆓] Klassisk animerad film uppskattad av många. Dock då ej mig.

Herrskap och Tjänstehjon (2006) [👍🔁🆓🎭] Ännu mer klassisk fars på Fredriksdal. Rydberg är i högform.

Samson and the Slave Queen / Zorro contro Maciste (1963) [👍🆓] Varför plockade amerikanarna bort Zorro Från titeln kan man undra. Väldigt underhållande film jag med all säkerhet kommer se om.

Sinbad: The Battle of the Dark Knights (1998) [👎🆓] Oinspirerad film som började med att konstatera att Sinbad behöver vara lite mer tonåring...

Sinbad of the Seven Seas (1989) [👎🆓] Rörigt och på gränsen till osebar film med Lou Ferrigno i rollen som Sinbad. Lou Ferrigno som Sinbad är typ det enda positiva som finns att säga om filmen.

Sinbads Tusen Äventyr / 7th Voyage of Sinbad, the (1958) [👍🔁🆓] Klassiskt Sinbad-äventyr.

Warcraft: The Beginning (2016) [🔁] Mindes den som överraskande bra, men upplevde den nu som tämligen avslagen. Kanske för att den här öppnade för uppföljare mot slutet som aldrig kom?

Har man, som jag, en viss fäbless för Zorro tycker jag man skall satsa sina minuter denna månad på Samson and the Slave Girl. Känner man att man vill sikta lite högre ser man med fördel Battle in Outer Space som är väl värd en chans.

Edit: Glömde emojisarna.

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natjennie · 4 months

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wait when's the fucking part with the uhhhh the like shutdown amusement park and aphrodite and ares and percy rides through the tunnel of love or w/e. I thought it was before the whole "get some dam snacks" bit. am I making all this shit up. when is any of it.

#and I know the aphrodite part wasn't in the movie #but is it not in the show either or did it just not get a part in the preview #or is it after the lady with the dog at the dam #it's been at least a decade since I've read the books I'm sorry #percy jackson #pjo

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lolathepeacocklord · 2 years

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did you know that I like bugsnax? Did you know that I like humanizations? Did you know that I like tall fabulous women who play the banjo? Did you know that I like bugsnax? Did y

#dam gramble howd you get a lady like that #bugsnax #bugsnax wiggle #wiggle wigglebottom #bugsnax gijinka #bugsnax art #my art #okay but no I love her so very much

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misty-missdee · 1 year

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Thinking more on the "was always a woman" trans ideology, which is totally fine, but never fit my view of myself in my personal journey.

My unfortunate truth is that I lived 25 years fully convinced of the idea I was a "man", and I always would be simply because "thats how it is". Perhaps more accurately it never occurred to me i wished to be a woman until it finally did. Looking back with retrospect sure there were plenty of signs and hints I was transgender, but that doesn't change the fact of my history.

I was a boy, and I tried my best to be a "man". When I realized that wasn't what I wanted I then tried my best to distance myself from that entirely, because I was under the impression that thinking too much about the before times was "not doing it right". Since I personally could never feel like I was always a woman.

Once I realized i was trans i tried my best for the first several years to forget my past. Forget everything that he did. Forget everything he was. It didnt feel good or healthy, but I foolishly thought I needed to.

Thankfully I'm in a good place about it now. I am a lovely lady, but I wasn't always. I am a transgender woman. However I can't simply ignore the first quarter century of my human existence anymore. I felt like a boy, and I lived as a man.

He's very special to me now though, very personal. I wouldn't say I'm him anymore, but he is me. We are separate, but still one. He's in my heart. His experiences are mine. We share this body. I love him for everything he did for us. I cannot forget him, and his struggles. He worked far too hard to simply be forgotten. He paved our way for me to become a the woman of both our dreams.

#im feeling pretty thoughtful today #my moot whomst posted something similar defo broke the dam in my brain leading to this #i hope its something #i sometimes feel like perhaps im not as well read as some folks on here #but #these are my feelings on the matter #so #take it as it is #or do not #though do please remember this is my personal feelings about my personal body and my personal life #this wont apply to everyone #im certainly not trying to argue that #moreso echoing some of the sentiment of the other lovely lady's feelings on this matter #though if youre a girlie who feels they werent always like i do i hope that this can be something #anyways

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strandedcrow · 9 months

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do u ever watch a movie so bad that when you look it up online and see people calling it a masterpiece you have to question if mtv brought back punk’d just to make an episode about you

#sorry lady knows what this is about i keep thinking abt that dam movie IT WAS SO BAD ?

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y-eontan · 2 months

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good morning gamers, what the fuck is going on at work today

#i'll tell you today the girlies at the office are talking about self image #and also men #i think they are so fucking funny btw #one of them is 22 the other one is like ~55 #poor girlie is insecure about instagram models #and the older lady is like . dam men dont choose instagram models

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tomatoland · 10 months

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“That’s My Boy. That’s My Boy.”

Yes, Force. Yes, he is.

cr: @mayonnaise_92

#heard it from the man himself 😳 ladies and gentlemen #SFIndianaJonesxForceBook #was such a blessing #context: they were playing charades and Book was able to guess all Force’s clues pretty quickly #and the last one Force just said ‘water storage’ and Book named the dam #that was the answer #it was amazing #force jiratchapong #book kasidet

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ratasum · 1 year

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I need to do more with Liath because she's old and cranky and I love her.

#liath slaughterclaw #one day I went ''can I make an old lady charr''#and I did #she's older than dirt and there's a running joke that she dammed half the blood legion #I have a sketch wuff did a while back of her lifemate Cassius #who's like half her size #loves him a buff queen

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dessasterlabs · 1 year

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thinking about pyro facecanons and like

what if they finally took off their mask and like. it’s not a silly ginger fella or a hot femby it’s just. a really really old guy. they look ugly as fuck

#better yet #it's just some Guy #his name is like Dave he's from Iowa #he has a bowl cut #if it means getting comic 7 i wouldn't even care if this was canon #this is the reveal we really need #cmon valve give it to us #tf2 pyro #i hope this doesn't come off as objectifying but dam it if i haven't longingly thought about messy bun they/them lady pyro

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cowboy-robooty · 1 year

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WHY DID NOBODY TELL ME LADY GAGA IS ACTUALLY GOOD

#I have experienced my first lady gaga song #summer boy.#That Shit Fire. God DAM!#i need to sift thru all her shit from 2000-2010 #i hate current day pop music but shit from 2000-2010 slaps so hard sometimes omiiGAWWDD

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bloomingonionbitch · 1 year

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fran in the sand of the Rio Grande.

#my life #my inspiration #if you ever get a chance to have your dog(s) just run silly down a dammed portion of a river - do it #it's coming back in a week so we had to take advantage #also i didn't prompt her to sit like that #lil lady needed a BREAK #she so got damn fast

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stab-the-son-of-a · 2 years

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Under Pressure

No. 12 WHAT COULD GO WRONG? “Mayday, mayday!” | Cave In | Rusty Nail

This is set in the same universe as Death is Cheap, in that the world building is the same, but with different characters and a separate plot.

Taglist: @teamwhump

TWs: some lady whump, impalement, PTSD, some claustrophobia and nausea mention

Also fair warning that I'm woefully out of practice with action scenes.

“You know, I would have thought an underwater mine to be… colder.”

“We’re close to a hydrothermal vent.”

“Oh, that’s good.”

“No, that’s bad.”

Courtney stopped short to stare in silent questioning at Sabrina. “How do you figure that’s bad? The cold is worse for your powers. You’ve got loads of ambient energy, Falcon,” she teased.

Sighing, though whether in exasperation or fondness was anyone’s guess, Sabrina said, “Loads of energy to spare. Maybe even too much. These walls are all that stands between us both and all that energy.”

For a moment, Courtney went white and silent. Then, with a faked surety that died mid voice crack, she replied, “Well, I can put a bubble around us then.”

Another sigh from Sabrina, this one tenser. “I sure fuckin’ hope so,” she whispered.

She guesstimated the vents were but a few dozen hundred pounds of rock and soil and some feet of water away, but she wasn’t a geologist. Her wings twitched with anxious energy, feathers fluffing up. She just knew they were close enough to be dangerous. Close enough to be useful, as Courtney had pointed out, but the risks outweighed the potential benefits.

“You sure you’re cool with this?” Sabrina asked Courtney as they continued even deeper into the mine shaft. “I mean, after what you went through —”

“I’m cool as a cucumber,” Courtney cut her off, even as she hurried to rush ahead.

Sabrina let out another soft sigh before she picked up the pace to catch up.

Courtney wasn’t certain how long they had been walking. An undercurrent (ha) of fear had settled in her stomach and left her nauseated. Her hands trembled. Compulsively, she formed little bubble shaped shields and rolled them between her fingers as they traveled. The deeper they delved into the mine, the darker it became.

Each footfall crunched, the unpaved, uneven dirt compression underfoot. Still, sometimes her mind played a cruel trick and it almost sounded like the heavy stomp of steel toe boots on concrete. Her heart pounded in her chest. Her knee ached and her leg felt heavy with phantom sensation.

She breathed deeply, taking in the scent of damp soil and the lingering mustiness that filled the entire space. It filled her lungs, expanding like moss, and she exhaled it shakily.

A hand each clasped over her mouth and around her waist even as she let out a muffled cry- but the hands were gentle, soft, and nothing like–

Schooling her features into a mask of calm despite her racing heart, Courtney glanced over her shoulder as Sabrina released her waist, then slowly followed the flickering glow of her fire where the darkness swallowed it.

Dark, save for the pair of shiny eyes that stared back at them. The green-yellow sheen and the faint light from the torch illuminated only the barest of outlines of the creature down the shaft. Large. She could tell that much. The shadows seemed to twist and shift, her depth perception failing her. Was it heaving in its breathing, or was it loping closer?

Slowly, ever so slowly, Courtney stepped back, every inch and footfall matched by Sabrina behind her. The glowing set of eyes blinked out, plunged into shadowy darkness and even the faintest of outlines disappeared into nothing.

She froze. The stagnant air clung to her skin and filled her lungs with cotton rather than air. In the distance, a dull thud echoed and rocks and silt shifted with soft susurrus. Something heavy dragged over grit and clicked on the metal railway underfoot.

“Come on out!” Sabrina shouted. She readied a ball of flame in her hand, the heat so great it dried the sweat on Courtney��s neck. Even the fire’s glow wasn’t nearly enough to cast any light on whatever was moving in the dark.

The creature’s footsteps came closer, then further away, pacing, sizing them both up. A low growl rolled forward, like thunder.

“Fuck this,” Courtney whispered before she swung her arm in a wide arc- casting a razor sharp energy shield.

The mine shaft exploded into chaos. The thing in the shadows roared and lunged, taking them both down. It bore down on her, huge and powerful and its ghastly, steam-hot breathing scalded her skin. Sabrina’s knee pressed into her back, her partner going frighteningly still, but Courtney kept trying to scramble back and kick at anything she could reach of the thing as she shoved Sabrina’s motionless body out of danger.

Giant claws, pitch black and dirty, landed on her shoulders and cracked her skull against the earth beneath her. Hyperventilating and blinking away stars, Courtney tried to focus her magic, tried to

“Little pig, little pig,” the beast chuckled, voice crackly like ice just about to give way. All the same, Courtney’s blood ran cold. “You’ve come to play?”

Blood dripped down onto her face. When she looked up, she came face to face with those same damn fucking eyes that haunted her nightmares.

“Hello, Watcher,” he leaned in closer. At this distance, she could see that her earlier attack had carved a thick line across his snout. “Fancy seeing you here.”

Figment. Her old... boss. Never a friend.

(She had been young and confused and scared and hurt and angry at the world, and he had all the answers and he made everything make sense.)

“What- what are you-”

“Ah ah. My how you’ve forgotten to respect your superiors so soon.”

Her old boss who had set off an IED in a packed parking garage.

(Then she couldn’t ignore the fear and pain anymore, that bloodying her hands left them shaky and stained. That she had one chance to start to undo some of the wrongs she had done with Figment and that chance was to let Fiery Falcon and her team escape. She was just trying to do right.)

Her old boss that had taken one look at the rebar through her stomach and just stared down at her for a moment, head tilted in silent consideration, before he’d shifted to a stronger, more animalistic form, muscles shifting and bones rearranging. She’d begged for him, between wet, raspy breaths, for his help.

Instead, he’d taken hold of the rebar and twisted and turned it over until it bent like a staple. A rod of metal stapling her to the ground, under rubble and damning her to a slow end. He scratched a long, deep furrow in her cheek - a ‘reminder’ of her betrayal and that she’d thrown away everything he had made her into - and left her.

He hadn’t even looked at her as he’d tossed slabs of concrete and asphalt and metal aside. Her legs had been crushed by shifting debris and her lungs very nearly collapsed while she awaited her death or her salvation.

And until she’d woken in a hospital bed, chained to the bed frame, she hadn’t known which it would be.

“Did you miss me so that you had to search me out?” Figment rumbled, voice chillingly familiar. It was the same damn tone he’d taken with her when he asked where the Falcon had flew off to.

“Go to hell,” Courtney’s voice cracked.

Figment laughed. “No, I don’t think I will.” With a roar, he gripped her by the shoulders, nearly crushing bone and sending waves of numbness down her arms, and tossed her to the side like a doll. Courtney crashed into the wooden strut and hit the ground with a thud and a wheeze. The pain sparking in her chest told her that she’d cracked a rib at the very least.

Dazed, she propped herself up on one arm. Figment stalked closer to Sabrina, who was finally beginning to rouse, albeit with sluggish motions and a faint moan. He raised a claw over his head.

“No!” Courtney threw up a shield above her friend. The impact rattled through her whole body to drop her back to the ground.

Snarling just like the animal he appeared to be, Figment rounded back on Courtney and threw himself at her, shifting back to human mid lunge to avoid her block. He rammed his arm against the back of her neck, pressing her face into the dirt. It filled her mouth and blood rushed from her broken nose. With watering, stinging eyes and what felt like a baseball behind her eyes, she flailed blindly.

“You’re making a convincing argument I should have killed you,” he whispered softly as he ground her face in deeper. “I don’t intend to repeat the mistake.”

Her struggles began to slow. Her body stopped responding, all the air her muscles needed burning up in her lungs uselessly, and her vision began to turn impossibly darker.

No. She couldn’t let this happen. She couldn’t let him win again.

Courtney was better than him. Going still and conserving her strength, she concentrated all that she had into a single tiny, tiny bubble of energy and placed it between her back and his stomach.

Sabrina screamed, “Courtney!” right as everything exploded.

In hindsight, leaving the girl alive was a mistake. Theo groaned and curled tighter, or at least tried. His left leg shifted only slightly and then was stopped by a heavy pressure, but it was his spine and ribs that protested the most, announcing their displeasure with blinding bolts of pain.

“Oh, looks like he’s waking up. Good.”

That got him moving. Jolting to full awareness, he ignored the pain and yanked himself upright.

There was rubble everywhere. Water leaking between the various cracks in the ceiling and walls and soaking the ground. The Falcon and Watcher both stood, though Cour– Watcher leaned into her new partner.

“Fuck you,” he growled. “What did you do?”

“We’re trapped,” Watcher said bluntly. “The entrance is blown.”

Abruptly he realized that he was in his human form yet could see just fine. The entire structure of the mine shaft was illuminated by Watcher’s energy shields, bolstering the walls and roof to prevent a secondary collapse. The honeycomb shape of her energy gleamed a dull golden hue. His heart beat faster. They could leave him here and he knew damn well Watcher would let this whole place come down on his head.

“Apparently,” he snarled, not letting his fear show as anything else but rage.

No one spoke. Watcher and Falcon shared a meaningful glance that he could almost gag on.

Courtney turned her attention back to him, eyes cold and viciously empty. He just curled his lip at her. “We’re going deeper into the caves,” she said.

“That seems so terribly bright.”

“Shut your fucking mouth!”

He did, but not because she told him to, but because she planted her foot right on the rock pinning his ankle between another rock and leaned on it. Rolling his eyes up and swallowing a grunt, he cracked his neck and jaw.

“Alright. Deeper into the caves we go then.”

Sabrina leaned down and helped move the stone off him but only just enough he could scrape and tear it free. Neither so called hero paused long enough to see if he could stand before they were walking away. Gritting his jaw, he very pointedly made sure not to limp as he followed behind.

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