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windowswithoutdoors · 8 months
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"✨human centipede✨" "please 😰 god 🙏 save me"
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"I THINK THATS A RED FLAG, I DON'T WANT TO GET STABBED"
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Silly thingy I made lol hehe :> I posted this on my new TikTok account that I've decided to keep separate from my Tumblr :> anyways!
Actor au by @frillsand I hope thoust likes the silly gift <3
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rebar2042 · 11 months
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crossover comics with the previous page
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The spooky atmosphere of
The House on Haunted Hill (1959) dir. William Castle
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zanephillips · 1 year
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JON COR The Flash S09E07 “Wildest Dreams”
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They tried so damn hard…
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shyshitter · 4 months
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“dm me if you need to talk”???? sorry i guess for the insurmountable pain your fans inflicted upon you for 12 years. it’s definitely our fault you made that gay sex tape for airport security and joked about fucking your coworker at every opportunity. i had no idea we had stripped you of your agency in such a way. jensens gonna be devastated. he’ll never release the tapes now
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the-kr8tor · 15 days
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Horror/slasher movie actor hobie x actor reader whose the protagonist of the story 💳💳💳💥💥💥
Silly actors that meet for the first time and falls in love on a silly horror movie set
ACTOR AU!!! LET'S GOOOO!!!! (Thank you for requesting ly bestie ❤️❤️❤️)
Pairing: Actor! Hobie Brown x Actress! Reader
Tags: No use of Y/N, fem! Reader, no specific physical description of the reader, R is mentioned wearing make-up, Actor AU, Fame AU, CW food mentions, Pretend blood, pretend violence, Pretend death, FLUFF.
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You run on the soft soil, sweat dripping off your brows. Your trainers sink under the earth with every step. The wet squelch behind you tells you to run faster, but your curiosity gets the best of you. With a quick look behind your shoulder, you instantly regret it as the tall masked man has gotten closer to you with his long strides.
He walks the same path you've taken like he's on a stroll in the park. His leather punk jacket and clown mask is drenched in warm blood— the blood of your fellow camp counselors, the blood of your dearly departed friends. Even with his casual movements, his entire demeanor sends a shiver down your spine. Heavy footfalls and a bloodied knife makes you run faster than your own feet could take you.
With the moonlight as your guide, the fog blanketing the dense woods, lungs burning, you trip on nothing.
“Fuck!” You shield your chin with your hand to avoid the hard impact. Hands braced, eyes closed, your face meets the moist forest floor. Dirt in your fingernails, grass in your hair, a warm hand flips you around by your shoulder and you scream loudly. The sound echoes around the dark woods, eyes wide, the killer raises his sharp knife to plunge it in your heart.
Your eyes meet the killer's eyes behind the mesh of the mask, gorgeous mismatched eyes greets your own. To your surprise, he winks and your terrified scream falters in your throat. Eyebrows knitted, hands on the villain's broad shoulders, he stabs you in between your ribcage.
“No!” Cold blood splatters out as you try to wrench away the mask from your murderer's face. With your last breath, tears in your fear filled eyes, his name falls out of your lips without a second thought. “Hobie?”
Hobie tilts his head with a playful smile, sticky blood smeared on his chiseled cheek, blue and hazel eyes staring at you fondly.
“Cut!” The director yells, and you audibly groan at your mistake. A bell rings, spotlights suddenly click open, the lights almost make you blind. The crew murmurs around as the director puts his hands on his hips. “The character’s name, darling! Not his real name,” he kneads at his temples. “Everyone take ten!” With one last frustrated groan, he walks away, entering his tent with a stomp and grumbling about changing the villain's name.
“I fucked up, didn't I?” You ask, still under your favourite co-star. “I'm sorry.” Frowning, you ready yourself for a berating.
Instead of a glare and a passive aggressive comment, Hobie wipes your cheek free of muck with his warm thumb. Eyes staring softly, his touch lingers.
“There, I just did the makeup department a favour. Not like you need it anyway.” He flashes his signature smirk, the same smirk that has people falling over themselves just to get a glimpse.
Your heart pounds loudly as he gets back on his feet, leather squeaking, he reaches down to help you up. Taking his hand, he lifts you up effortlessly, not even breaking a sweat or straining his muscles.
“Thank you.” You say fondly. The numerous spotlights above make your heart-shaped eyes sparkle.
“No problem. And you didn't fuck up, it happens to the best of us, yeah?” He pats your shoulder, and you think all the friendly late night talks in your trailer are just that, friendly. “You were doin' good, the best fuckin' scream ever. Thought my eardrums were about to burst.”
“Thank you.”
“Stop sayin’ thanks, I was just statin’ a fact, love.”
You hide your flustered face with a nod, cheeks hot. You make your way towards the wardrobe tent to get changed for the next scene where your character resurrects to help the remaining survivors. You've seen better scripts but money is money.
“Thank—” you correct yourself, chuckling as he follows you. Walking side by side, his hand brushes over your own. Hobie smiles, eyes trained where you're walking in case you unintentionally decide to method act and fall flat on your face. “You did great too, you were really scary.”
He snorts, the sound that fills you with endearment. “With this face?” Pointing at his chin, you laugh.
“I guess that's why they made you wear that god awful mask, no one would run away from you.” You push him playfully with your shoulder. “They'd run towards you instead.”
Hobie ignores all the crew scrambling around on set and the numerous cameras pointed at your back. He imagines that you're strolling at a park after a nice dinner where he bravely held your hand underneath the table.
Maybe it shouldn't remain in his mind, maybe he should just ask you, and maybe you'll say yes.
It's long overdue anyway, after two horror movies together and one comedy special, he thinks it's time to try to star in a romcom. Preferably with you.
Stopping in front of the tent, you look at him. “This is me, unless you need to change too—?” Hobie gingerly reaches for your cool hand, index finger lacing around your pinky carefully like he's able to snap it in half. “Y-yes?” You can hear your pulse quickening, you fear that your hand is sweaty and that his finger would slip away from the moist.
“Have dinner with me? A proper one where we don't eat take out in your trailer.” Hobie fakes a cough that's Oscar worthy to hide his nerves. “If you're not busy.” If you want to, he wanted to add, but he wants to remain suave in front of you. He'll save all his hidden awkwardness during the date. If you graciously accept anyway.
Your smile is brighter than the spotlights above. “I have to wear my best disguise then. Y’know, so we don't end up in a gossip mag in the morning.” Pinky lacing around his finger, you stand closer to him, toe to toe, smiles mirroring each other.
“Let me guess, it's a baseball cap with sunglasses innit?”
You giggle, “yep.”
“Leave it at home, you're not gonna need it.” His heart skips a beat at the realization of your closeness. Hobie now knows why you're the lead in most projects you're in.
Eyebrows knitted together, you tilt your head, eyelashes fluttering in the breeze. “Why?”
“The paps don't know where I live.”
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ricky-mortis · 1 month
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Heard it was @marykatewiles ‘s birthday today so I drew Tatiana :)
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one-time-i-dreamt · 6 months
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Several anime dub voice actors were having a paintball fight.
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smiledog15578 · 4 months
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HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHHEHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAH
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theclassymike · 5 months
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Leo Howard via instagram.
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itstoriirdz · 7 months
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THE ANATOMY OF GORETOBER 2023 | The Actor. It's not fair, is it?
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rebar2042 · 8 months
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blooming
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Vincent Price photographed at his home in 1958
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zanephillips · 1 year
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Jon Cor in The Flash 9.03 “Rogues of War”
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seventeendeer · 1 year
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been tracking down the danish dub of the original pokémon series for preservation purposes (and because it rules) and I think the fact that only danish kids got to hear this incredibly milf-y rendition of team rocket might be some kind of psy-op to make the rest of the world’s children less gay
clipped ‘em for you all and slapped on some quick subtitles, enjoy
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