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greenparkin · 29 days
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Boris Thank you. I will not forget your words. -
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regwishesshehadmagic · 3 months
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eyesore-boi · 5 months
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Stranger Things'd your In Space with Markiplier Trailer
[PLEASE TURN ON AUDIO TO HEAR WHAT I MEAN]
So uh
Yeah
I may or may not have done a thing
So y'see- I had some free time in my Digital Media class the other day, and on the computers on there they had Premiere Pro, a progam I'm starting to learn, but now pretty know just the bare basics of.
So, with that knowledge, I decided to, reasonably, inact on an idea I had for a w h i l e which included getting the trailer In Space with Markiplier and putting the trailer music for Stranger Things 4 (Separate Ways) over it after finding out how incredibly well they worked together.
And so here we are-
I know it's not perfect, again just started learning how to use PremierePro, and a few places had to really squeeze/stretch it out to fit with the music, but I think I'm pretty happy with the end result!
Part of me is really satisfied to finally have this idea of mine put out, and ey! Who knows? Maybe I'll try this again one day with other trailers and trailer songs...already starting to get a few ideas...
But anyhoo till then, if you excuse me I'll let some brainrot consume me again, and hopefully with this trailer edit, it'll get to you again t o o -
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marjoree · 5 months
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I drove all over the place yesterday and it rained nearly everywhere I went. Started out in Smithville. First to Jonestown (Lake Travis house), dropped off Henry. Headed to my dad's house in Georgetown, met my brother and his family, then we drove to another house where my dad and his partner had their joint birthday celebration with around 25 people from her side of the family. We were greatly outnumbered. Incidentally, she's 80, he's 88. Yes, they were born on the same day. Yes, they are both Scorpios.
Now reverse that. A lot of driving, a lot of peopling. I was exhausted and my whole body hurt. I slept all the way to 5:30 this morning. And I feel much better today.
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viagginterstellari · 1 year
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Drying technology - Orccha, 2013
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everythingisterrible · 8 months
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SAN FRANCISCO! Everything Is Terrible! is bringing KIDZ KLUB! to SF for the first time ever!! Our latest & greatest live show & movie live up to the promise that we make the Ice Capades look like a stupid piece of trash!
We can't believe we missed you last time – we have such a long & storied history together! We've played all over town but never at The Chapel – so exciting. Swipe thru for San Francisco visions of yore and we'll see you Thursday, August 17 at The Chapel!! GET TIX: https://www.seetickets.us/event/Everything-isTerribleKidzClub/556681
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youwouldntlietopapa · 2 months
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The Words That Were Never Spoken (OC Re-Edit) - Chapter 6
He was right in front of her. Her hands on his neck. Slipping through his hair. And she could have happily lived in that moment forever. That calm, peaceful quiet she never found with anyone else. Even after the worst day, when all she wanted to do was hide from the world, he was separate from the world she wanted to hide from. He was an oasis. He was the calm and the peace and the quiet. Without him, what was the point of hiding? Getting away wasn’t worth it if it meant getting away from him.
Every night could be a good night like this. Easy conversation and drifting off on the couch. His voice washing over her and holding her close.
Lying in the dark, in the quiet of Copia’s room, broken only by his soft snores, Izzy stares at the wall in front of her. Still half asleep. Wondering if, maybe, it was just a dream. Or maybe she’s lost her mind. But even in the fog of sleep, the words keep echoing in her head. Copia’s voice and the words she’s wanted to hear for longer than she cares to think about. Please… please don’t let it be a dream. It can’t just be a dream. Still not sure that any of her desperate prayers are being heard at all, she still offers them to the dark and to whoever might be listening.
“… I love you. Ti amo, Isobel.”
It echoes over and over until she wants to scream, until she wants to roll over and shake him awake, demand that he say it again. Say it once more. And again. And again. Say it until the words lose all meaning and her heart stops feeling like it will burst. Until it’s indelibly written on her soul.
Izzy takes a deep breath, focusing on the silence that had gotten so loud. Focusing on the sound of his breath just behind her. The way he shifts slightly in his sleep. The way his fingers brush against her back. Madness gripping her mind. Need and want colliding. Her hand slips behind your back, finding his.
Feeling how close he is.
Bringing his arm around herself.
It feels selfish. It feels like theft. Stealing moments that don’t belong to her. But, sweet Lucifer, it feels good. Just to be close. Just a little closer. Even as her eyes itch and burn, as the tears pool and drop heavily on to the pillow that smells like him. Knowing that it could break her, easily. Shatter her into a million pieces. God, was there ever anyone she would break for so willingly? Was there ever anyone she would face, gladly, and let him shatter her? Maybe it’s selfish. Maybe it’s theft. And maybe she should be sorry, but she can’t find the shame. All that’s there is longing and desire and love that aches in her very core.
Copia’s arm around her tightens. For half a second she panics that he’s awake. That she’s been caught red handed and the words, dream or not, will vanish along with everything that might have followed them. Instead, it pulls her closer. His gentle snores go on, uninterrupted, as he pulls her against his chest. Holding her close and melting against her back. Fitting himself tightly with her, burying his face in her hair. Warm breath on her neck, nuzzling into her skin with a quiet sound she doesn’t dare call a moan. His warmth radiating through her and, for the first time in too long, the ache in her heart and the storm in her mind quiet to near silence.
It feels like coming home.
“I love you too. With all my heart.”
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Copia is awake before his alarm. Without the jarring start, he can wake up slowly. Enjoying the warmth and comfort of the bed, the hair that tickles his nose, and the soft skin pressed against his lips. Too long since the last time he woke up like this. Too long wishing it was her. Too long dreaming… Wait. There’s only one person in his bed. He knows this. The sleep still clinging to his thoughts falls away at once.
Not a dream.
Not a wish.
Isobel.
She’s still asleep, pressed tightly against him. His arm around her, holding her close. Exactly what he’d wanted when he climbed into bed and exactly what he shouldn’t be doing now. Even if his physical reactions disagree. The last thing he wants is for Izzy to wake up with him wrapped around her, poking her in the back and, with deepening horror he realises, his hand cupping her breast.
Somewhere in the battle between delicate caution and panic, the panic wins out. In his effort to move back and keep from looking like exactly the sort of creep more than a few rumours have him painted as, Copia effectively throws himself off the bed in a tangle of flailing limbs and blanket. Lying on the floor groaning, he can only hope that the sound that escaped him wasn’t as undignified as he’s sure it was.
Judging from the barely contained giggle and the way her mouth fights against a smile when she peeks over the side of the bed, his hopes are clearly in vain.
“Are you all right?”
He gives her a weak thumbs up. “Okie dokie.”
Her laugh is contagious and he cracks almost as soon as she does. Just relieved that this embarrassment is one he can live with. Even more glad that the blanket hides the problem that is becoming near constant.
“I didn’t push you off the bed did I?” She laughs, stepping over him and offering a hand up to sitting.
“No, no.” Copia waves away the very suggestion. “Must have been a dream.”
Izzy kneels down in front of him and he holds perfectly still when she reaches out. Brushing his hair back off his face. “As long as you’re sure.”
“I am, tesoro. I swear.”
“Well, far be it for me to insinuate you’d lie about something like that.” The alarm beeps from the night stand and she’s up, turning it off, before he can say much more. “Do you mind if I shower first? I told Sister I would stop by her office first thing and I don’t want to keep her waiting.”
“Of course. I don’t mind. You want for me to make coffee?”
Izzy pauses in the doorway. “Would you be all right meeting me in the dining hall?”
The question catches him a little off guard. She’s been quite content to avoid the dining hall the last few days and he had been quite content having her to himself. But if it’s what she wants, he has no real argument against it. “Of course. More back to normal.”
The look on her face is hard to read but for a moment there might have been a hint of disappointment. There so briefly he can’t be sure. Replaced with a calm smile almost as quickly.
“Your coffee is better than theirs.”
Copia watches her go and is still sat on the floor when he hears the shower start.
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badlydrawnmspareader · 5 months
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You don't know what just happened. You panic teleport away as your mind races with the thought of the blood still staining the back of your eyes. You don't know where to go.
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dracoswaifu · 2 years
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I'll never shut up until this underrated queen comes back. 🛐
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skeletonfumes · 2 years
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riowarai · 1 year
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Bandcamp Friday 2023 vol.4
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2011040a · 2 years
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I drew these 2 approximately a year ago and didn't quite like it, the edited version didn't sit well with me too but I'm lukewarm with it now, the cutscene he had in the newest archon quest made me remember these pieces.
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genocidalfetus · 1 year
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The pool table came with the apartment. At least it's getting some action...
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priokskfm · 10 months
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gagesfall · 2 years
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