#olenate

[classichorrorblog]

Hollywood Chainsaw Hookers (1988)

#Horror #Horroredit #Hollywood Chainsaw Hookers #Fred Olen Ray #Linnea Quigley #CHB #1988 #80s #Add this to your elevated horror lists.

[rhetthammersmithhorror]

Witch Academy | 1995

#Priscilla Barnes #Robert Vaughn #Fred Olen Ray #Gary Graver #devil #demon #horror comedy #horror movies #practical effects #hammersmith horror #scream #monster makeup #face reveal #witch academy #transformation

[rairikka]

yritän vaan keskittyä siihen et ainakaan pressana ei oo persu

#finnish #suomi #vaalit #olen pettynyt mutten yllättynyt

[uspiria]

Hollywood Chainsaw Hookers (1988) dir. Fred Olen Ray

#hollywood chainsaw hookers #fred olen ray #horrorstills #horroredit #1980s #horror #caps #* #*hollywoodchainsawhookers

[tilastokeskus]

Jätin Muumilaakson tarinat tarkoituksella pois koska ajattelin että tehdään tästä jännittävämpää.

Sori ruotsinkieliset, en katsonut Buuklubbenia lapsena.

Kirjailkaa tägeihin jos unohdin just sen tärkeimmän.

#taustatietona pollille: olen syntynyt -94 #suomi #vittu #perkele #tilastotumblr #yle

[fanfrelon]

Olen Zellweger

#olen zellweger #pec #olenzellwegeredit #my edits #2403

[esileikkipuisto]

onnellisuuteni keskiarvo nousis huomattavasti jos en joutuisi haluamattani näkemään jenkkisisältöä

#joo uutiset ja popkulttuurin tapahtumat ja keskustelu sieltäpäin on tärkeää mutta voi luoja #valo sisälläni hiipuu kun päivän enimmäismäärä kyseistä kehitysmaata koskevaa tietoa ylittyy #olen valmis vastaanottamaan sekä rakentavaa että epärationaalisen aggressiivista palautetta vastaan aiheesta #personal

[kanelinsuomi]

Idea julmasti pöllitty tästä julkaisusta.

#finland #finnish #language study #learning finnish #culture #paistopiste #suomi #suomeksi #meemi #mun valinta oli lapsena aina dallaspulla mutta nykyään olen enemmän munkkinaisia #hillomunkki

[kristalliankka]

kärsikää kanssani

espoon kokoomus vauhdissa

"Espoossa alkoi kapina: Kokoomus pitää kerros­taloja syynä eri­arvoisuuteen ja taistelee nyt niitä vastaan"

"Särkijärvestä kokoomuksen muutosehdotukset kerrostalojen vähentämisestä nimenomaan ehkäisevät segregaatiota, sillä eriytymisen ongelmat näkyvät erityisesti kerrostaloalueilla."

"Hänestä sähköbussit ovat myös uusia pikaraitioteitä tai metroa parempi vaihtoehto joukkoliikenteen toteuttamiseen.

”Vuonna 2060 ihmiset ajavat muutenkin päästöttömällä sähköllä eivätkä bensiinillä tai dieselillä, joten joukkoliikenne ei ole ainoa ekologinen vaihtoehto.”"

... siis mikä vittu oli

#tyhmintä paskaa mitä olen hetkeen lukenut ja se vittu kertoo jo jotain #suomipaskaa #vittu #suomitumppu #siis ihan oikeasti nyt kokoomus vittuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu

[film-o-teka]

Haunting Fear, 1990

#Haunting Fear #1990 #Haunting Fear 1990 #Brinke Stevens #Fred Olen Ray #Horror #Horror movies #Horror movie #horror films #horror film #90s #1990s #1990s movie #90s movie #1990s movies #90s movies #gif #movie gif #movie gifs #filmgifs #moviegif #moviegifs #90s gif #1990s gif

[hugletale-au]

#lumen!frisk #olen!sans #sans #frisk #sans x frisk #frisk x sans #frans #hugletale #undertale #undertaleau #sketch

[nextsoundofthefuture]

boken and tsukkomiku

#content #hasami #olen

[esqueletosgays]

HOLLYWOOD CHAINSAW HOOKERS (1988)

Director: Fred Olen Ray Cinematography: Scott Ressler

#hollywood chainsaw hookers #gunnar hansen #linnea quigley #jay richardson #michelle bauer #fred olen ray #80s #80s horror #80s horror movies #trash #trash movies #b movies #b horror #trash horror #horror movies #horror aesthetic #80s aesthetic #80s movies #cinematography #movie screencaps #movie frames #movie screenshots #film frames #film screencaps #film screenshots #screencaps #screenshots #slashers #slasher #horror

[huutaasateessa]

time to face the horrors™ (ruokakauppa klo 16-18)

#ruuhka-aika ei slayaa #olen vissiin läpällä aikuinen #suomipaskaa #vittu #yliopisto

[turcott3]

ordinary things

olen zellweger x fem! reader

warnings?: cursing, kissing, disgustingly pure fluff <3

masterlist

-

you laid on your couch anxiously, with your exam open on the computer that sat in your lap. you were enveloped by the comfort of one of your boyfriends hoodies as you watched him play one of his first games in the national hockey league. if there was anything you loved, it was watching olen play hockey. his passion radiated off of him like fumes. his love was so contagious, and he was thriving.

“fuck i need to finish this exam.” you groaned, forcibly removing your attention from the tv back to this god forsaken exam. you just didn’t want to miss anything. you half-assed the remainder of the test, not caring what you got in the moment. they were ahead and you sat there chewing your cuticles to death. the whole reason he was called up in the first place was because of injury, you couldn’t say that didn’t make you nervous.

“pass from zellweger, he shoots, HE SCORES, alex killorn! effortlessly shot.” he says. you jolt up off the couch jumping and cheering to yourself.

“HIS FIRST POINT! OH MY GOD.” you cheered looking at yourself in the mirror as if you were cheering with a friend, sporting one of his beloved ducks hoodies, moments later receiving a text from your mom who was also watching. your family loved olen and always took any opportunity they could to support him. you replied instantly, expressing your excitement.

“i have to get him something.” you state scrambling to find your wallet, opening doordash on your phone, ultimately landing on chipotle. you waited for the end of game buzzer to finalize their win before you submitted your order, praying it would make it on time. you opened one of his drawers on your shared dresser, changing into a pair of his boxers, frankly one of the pairs you always stole. you turned to your full body mirror, giving yourself an up and down.

“oh yeah work it girl.” you joked. he always loved seeing you wear his clothes “better” than him. he always made you feel like the most beautiful girl in the world, even in an outfit like this.

about half an hour later, your chipotle arrived at the door and you placed it out on the counter, impatiently waiting for the lock to turn from across the room. you bounced your knee out of anxiety as you waited. your mind raced.

what were you gonna say to him? what would he want to do? would he just want to go to sleep? god you didn’t care, you just wanted to be in his presence. truth be told you missed him even if it had only been a few hours. you were so sad you couldn’t make it to his game especially today. you just wish more than anything that you could be back in his arms.

minutes later your wish was granted.

“oh my god olen” you say latching onto him tightly before the door even shuts. he drops his bag returning the hug, holding you snuggly against him.

“what’s all this?” he asks giggling as you step away revealing yourself in his clothes.

“my love, you got your first point.” you smile, resting your hand on his cheek, running your thumb over his soft cheekbone.

“yeah i did, but it’s no big deal really.” he giggles squeezing your hand lightly.

“i got us chipotle.” you say, removing your hand from his face, directing his attention to your kitchen counter.

“you didn’t have to do that baby, but i appreciate it, thank you.” he replies smiling pulling you back into his warm embrace, placing a hand on the back of your head, lightly running his thumb back and forth.

“i wanted a reason to celebrate you. this is my chance.” you say, pulling away.

“you’re too good to me.” he smiles sweetly before really scanning you up and down.

“says you.” you blush, noticing the path of his eyes.

“you look beautiful.” he smiles cheekily, kissing you on the side of the head, walking over to the counter.

“i’m literally wearing your clothes.” you laugh, meeting him at his side as he puts his food together.

“you know you always look beautiful, even if you wore a trash bag as a dress and tissue boxes as shoes. you’d still be the most beautiful girl in the world.” he continues before taking a bite. his words made your heart so warm and full you could almost burst into tears. you never felt that you deserved the way he treated you.

“you know i hate when you do this.” you reply.

“why because i don’t let you compliment me back?” he giggles.

“yes!” you reply quickly.

“i’ll allow it tonight okay?” he giggles, squeezing your thigh lightly.

“about fucking time, you’re the most handsome man i’ve ever seen. i don’t think anyone prettier than my boy even exists.” you smirk at him, kissing his stuffed cheek.

“don’t get too crazy.”

“olen.” you reply sternly. what you said wasn’t a lie to you. not only was he beautiful, but he also made it impossible to find anyone else attractive.

“i’m sorry.” he laughs, stuffing his face with another bite. you both sat in silence eating your dinner, rather quickly.

“movie?” you ask as he finishes his last bite.

“whatever you want baby.” he smiles. you drag him by the hand to the couch, leaning back in the corner so he could rest his head in your lap. typically, he was the one showing his affection, but he had a big night whether he wanted to admit it or not, and you wanted nothing more than to shower him with all the love you could muster in one sitting.

-

“are you ready for bed?” you giggle at the boy who’s dozing off with his head in your lap as you run your fingers through his soft locks.

“huh? oh, yeah i am.” he says coming back to earth and speaking all at once.

“get up sleepyhead.”

“i’m going.” he says sitting up slowly. you follow hot on his heels to the bathroom as you do your nightly ritual together. he rushed through everything just to get in bed, his eyes filled with sleep. you finished brushing your teeth and put all of your products away, standing in the doorway admiring the beauty of the boy you had so effortlessly fallen in love with.

“you know my grandma always told me ‘never go to bed without a kiss goodnight and if you don’t feel comfortable doing that then you’re in the wrong place’.” the boy said, looking at you standing in the doorway.

you replied with silence as you made your way to the bed, pulling the comforter over you. you brought your lips to his lovingly, tasting the sweetness of the lip mask you got for him which he somehow remembered to put on every night.

“i’d say i’m in the right place.” you smile lightly as he brushes a strand of hair behind your ear, bringing your lips together once again.

“i love you.” he speaks on your lips, pecking them once more before pulling away.

“i love you too pretty boy.” you giggle, rolling over to pull the chain of your lamp.

“goodnight my love.” he whispers, pressing a light kiss to your shoulder before pulling you to his chest.

“goodnight.” you reply, a smile spreading across your face. you felt so at peace going to bed every night knowing how loved you were.

-

#olen zellweger #olen zellweger x reader #olen zellweger imagine #hockey imagine #nhl #anaheim ducks #turcs’ talk

[videoreligion]

Teenage Exorcist (1991)

#Grant Austin Waldman #Fred Olen Ray #Brinke Stevens #comedy #comedy horror #comedy-horror #horror film #horror movie #b movie #b-movie #low budget horror #low budget film #psychotronic film #90s #90s horror #90s movie #gif #gifs #my gif #my gifs #horror comedy