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vaxanova · 9 months
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good morning anne
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vaxanova · 10 months
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Casual wolfstar. Practicing with different ways to render stuff and this one is nice ngl.
I had fun with the bleached diy tshirt vibes . I can imagine him diying shirts with bleach even though he had the funds to get them made custom
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vaxanova · 10 months
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You know we’re friends till we die And either way you turn I’ll be there Open up your skull I’ll be there Climbing up the walls
Yellowjackets | 2.02 Edible Complex dir. Ben Semanoff
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vaxanova · 10 months
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Does a hunt that has no violence feed anyone?
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vaxanova · 1 year
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this week's episode is so good y'all
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vaxanova · 1 year
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How can time be still, and still be running out?
Goncharov (1973) dir. Matteo JWHJ0715
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vaxanova · 1 year
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Goncharov is a fake movie that does not exist, but now the line "if we really were in love you wouldn't have missed" will live rent free in my mind until I die.
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vaxanova · 1 year
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Goncharov Lore Thus Far, based on the top tumblr post results
Main cast are Goncharov himself, his wife Katya (née Michailov), and Andrey 
One side character is named Mario Ambrosini. He is described as a “sad boi” and is involved in gambling. 
Set in Naples and involving a drug ring/mafia. The plot seems to involve Russian organized crime attempting to get a foothold in Italy. 
There is a Boat Scene. Katya survives via resourcefulness. 
Andrey and Goncharov have a substantial amount of homoeroticism. Andrey also has an internet in Katya. This forms a true love triangle. 
At some point, Katya threatens to shoot Goncharov. This is framed as a Girlboss Moment. 
There is also a Beer Bottle Scene. 
Katya fakes her death. 
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vaxanova · 1 year
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i'm so confused rn, can you explain the goncharov thing?? i get off tumblr for five minutes
(This post will be kept pinned & periodically updated until 28 Nov)
Lmaoooo
Nah I getchu. So this post has been circulating for like a year:
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But yesterday, it had inspired someone to do this:
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Next thing I knew there were fake Letterboxed reviews.
Goncharov moodboards. Really good ones.
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Meta analysis. So many fake meta essays. Disturbingly good ones. And of course the memes. (Edit: HAVE I SAID THIS SHIT IS DISTURBING)
As you can see, the myth just started to grow, characters and ships and tropes being added one after the other, almost bizzarely without contradiction, until there was enough of shape to the whole thing for people to start posting fanfic about it on AO3. "No beta we die like ice-pick Joe" is already a tag.
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It was hilarious in the beginning, but the way it's developed within less than a day, kind of like it's being willed into existence, is freaking me out a bit. We're toying with powers beyond our comprehension. 😂😂😂
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Of course, there could be an ulterior motive as well.
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Link to post (tags mine).
Edit: guys, please tag these posts "unreality" so people with disassociation issues can filter them out (not this one, this is an explainer). <3
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Edit 2: Aparently the boots in the original post are actually referring to a movie called Gomorrah that came out in 2008, directed by Mateo Garrone, based on the Scampia Feud. And other people had also been making posts about the fake movie for a while before the poster took off.
found by @thepotch
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Edit 3: Explainer: why did those boots have this movie on them anyway?
Edit 4: Alt text added to all images courtesy of @valentineish ❤️
Edit 5: Turns out tumblr has done this kind of thing before. Nine years in this hell place and I had to have "Squiddles" and penis smp explained in the replies.
Edit 6: This post collects the Lore so far.
Edit 7: Lynda Carter (real one)/ earns more/ Tumblr cred.
Edit 8: Holy shit y'all we have the theme music. With sheet music. And it's on Spotify!
Edit 9: THERE IS A TRAILER WITH THE THEME MUSIC
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I made this post 18 hours after the movie poster went up. Closed edits 27 hours after first posting. So all of the above happened within 45 hours of the movie poster going up.
Edit 10: Google document live-compiling all the lore so far (Day 3)
Edit 11: Masterpost of Goncharov soundtracks (Day 3)
Edit 12: Entertainment news articles covering the Gonch-posting (real) (Contd from yday)
Edit 13: The music from the masterpost all compiled into a 31-minute original score with video edits on YouTube (edit: unfortunately taken down)
Edit 14: Staff's Goncharov art showcase for Tumblr Tuesday
As of closing on Day 3 there are 371 works in the AO3 tag.
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Updating with Day 3 shenanigans I missed yesterday:
Edit 15: Goncharov TV Tropes page
Edit 16: Ethics of Gonchposting
Important PSA 1 (how to reduce harm to Tumblr's neurodivergents)
Important PSA 2 (reality affirmation, anti-bullying)
Important PSA 3 (why you should stop trying to vandalise legit information sites)
Edit 17: Character lore from beezlebub whose poster they originated from
Edit 18: What we know about/ Director Matteo JWHJ0715 (#unreality)
Edit 19: Link to post with screenshotted and described NYT article (scroll down) and this golden exerpt from BuzzFeed: 💀
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End of Day 4 there are now 485 works in the Goncharov tag on AO3
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Didn't get to update this on Day 5, so these are the Day 5 doings:
More trailers!
Trailer 1 (My favourite)
Trailer 2
Trailer 3
Trailer 4
I also just found out about the Goncharov Game Jam.
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It appears this opened a day after after the meme took off? It also says: "The deadline has been pushed back one week, to December 4, 2022, due to the US Thanksgiving holiday and greater-than-expected interest."
Goncharov was first entered into Wikipedia between Day 4 and 5 (attempts to vandalise it with fake info don't count, incidentally – please knock that shit off) under List of Internet Phenomena. This was then expanded into its own Wikipedia page at the end of Day 5 because, according to the talk history: "the topic now meets the notability threshold for its own artice due to significant coverage in The New York Times and other sources cited." We're on Wikipedia, people!
And then we made The Guardian half a day later. So while the meme is definitely dying down to embers by now, it still stays winning.
YouTube channels with episodes on the meme:
InformOverlord (4:30)
Lessons in Meme Culture (2:43)
End of Day of 5 there were 511 works on AO3, and End of Day 6 (today) there are 556.
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🚨BREAKING 🚨 from Martin Scorsese's daughter's TikTok (real actual):
We did it you guys!
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vaxanova · 2 years
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vaxanova · 2 years
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I’m rewatching Fantasy High so here are some intrepid heroes! ⚔️❤️
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vaxanova · 2 years
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hello sidney, it’s an honor
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vaxanova · 2 years
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"𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦'𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘺 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵. 𝘖𝘬𝘢𝘺? 𝘕𝘰 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘴 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦. 𝘞𝘦'𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘧𝘦. 𝙄 𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙢𝙞𝙨𝙚."
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vaxanova · 2 years
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That’s Where I Am
{Chapter 1}
Pairing: Nancy Wheeler x Robin Buckley
Genre: Werewolf Robin AU, Hunter Nancy AU, Found Family
Rating: Teen
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Nancy Wheeler had not been sent to a sleepy little town in Indiana to track paw prints left behind in muddy woods. Rather, she had been directly instructed to avoid such temptations if they were to cross her path.
But what was she to do when she caught whiff of a gruesome, unexplained, murder but whip out her notepad and start investigating? The hushed information passed to her by locals had led her to the far side of town, examining the border of the dense wooded area for signs of disturbance.
The further she ventured into the depths of the forest, the more she experienced the gnawing feeling that she was being watched. Though years of being employed through the Upside Down Association could make one paranoid. The organization focused on tracking and subduing the threat of the supernatural in the mortal world and smothering any evidence left behind.
Nancy had been eager to join when the opportunity presented itself. Not so much for ridding the world of evil, but for the knowledge she would be exposed to. The narrative that accompanied the witness of an otherworldly occurrence. She carried several journals, overflowing with recounted stories, newspaper clippings, and other mementos she had collected.
Her latest journal held the most extensive account of them all. The evidence towards an unidentified werewolf. Tawny fur, smaller than average paw print size, no connected kills.
She reached a clearing in the trees, surveying her surroundings. The hair on the back of her neck tingled as the crunching of nearby leaves penetrated the silence. She gripped her shotgun closer to her body, readying herself to use the weapon. It had become a favored choice of hers due to the ease she could play it off as a hunting tool. Though she had the notion that she was not going to run into anything human in this place.
She spun around to face the direction of the noise, eyes darting frantically between the trunks of the thick trees in the quickly dimming daylight. “I know you’re there! Why don’t you come out before your transformation starts.”
She risked a glance up to track the setting of the sun. The moon would be rising in near minutes. “I know who you are–what you are. Though I don’t know why it is you’ve been following me. I can’t locate any evidence of killings associated with you. So what’s your endgame?”
She swallowed in the reverberating silence, her ears straining for signs of movement.
“You can hide until the sun sets and the moon shines, but I’ll just hunt you down either way.”
She took slow, controlled breaths as she slowly pivoted herself in a circle. She was confident this was the same werewolf she had been taunted by in three previous towns. She swore she could sense it, that it had some sort of specific frequency that was attuned to Nancy. The chase was intoxicating.
She finally heard the long-anticipated crunching of dry leaves as darkness started to wash over the landscape. Staggered, more prominent this time, and accompanied by a vicious snarl.
“Shit.” She whispered to herself, aiming the shotgun and taking a wild shot. She stumbled backwards, cursing under her breath when she received no wounded noise in return. Instead, she was greeted by a howl, sung to the night sky.
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“I swear it was the same wolf!” Nancy stood, dirty and exhausted, hunched over a well-worn table. Her hands bracketed a slew of case files that she had accumulated for her current (personal) target. The trouble with hunting werewolves was the limited time frame they had to act. Wolfs didn’t have any glaringly obvious tells like other monsters did in their human forms. You had to get close, examine mannerisms and habits.
She had deduced it was some sort of nomadic being (not much unlike herself, van life!) Could it really be a coincidence she had run into this particular creature so many times before? She had never encountered the same supernatural being by mistake. She felt mildly like she was the one being hunted.
“I hear you, Nance.” Jonathan Byers, certified Monster Slayer and Nancy’s longtime hunting partner, stood leaning back against the table. He was lazily flicking darts at the opposite wall. He didn’t miss a single bullseye. “But don’t you think this little, ehem, pet project may be getting in the way of our actual assigned target?”
“You’re starting to sound like Hopper,” she glared up at him. Nancy straightened herself up, shuffling her papers together. “I thought you were supposed to be on my side.”
“Oh hey–I am on your side!” He protested, turning himself towards her. “Which also means, I have your health in mind. I can’t defend your honor if you go get mauled by some elusive werewolf that’s clearly got a thing for you.”
“It doesn’t–I don’t…” She frowned, holding the papers close to her chest. “It does not have a thing for me!”
“Then you’ve got a thing for it?”
“Jonathan!” She scoffed, smacking him with her papers and strutting across to her temporary bedroom. The Association had set them up with a modest apartment to conduct their investigation from. Mismatched furniture, dart boards tacked to one wall (surrounded by lots of puncture holes in the paint), the echoing of a room bare of knick knacks and clutter.
“All I’m saying is,” he let out an exasperated laugh from across the space. “Kill the thing before it has the chance to kill you.”
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“You look like crap, where’d you go last night?” The boy with the voluptuous hair, manager of Scoops Diner, roommate to Robin Buckley asked. He sidled up next to her and leaned his elbows on the counter top, surveying the sleepy booths in front of them.
“Oh Steve,” she drawled, smiling at nothing in particular. “My girlfriend is in town, and boy, is she happy to see me.”
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vaxanova · 2 years
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The fruity four 🥴
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vaxanova · 2 years
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what a weird couple (affectionate) 🎸🦇🌸📣
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vaxanova · 2 years
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What strange events created Mollymauk Tealeaf? Entertainer, fighter, and performer, "Molly" has a knack for hiding his true self behind the shifting color and shape of a personality he seems to wear like his singular coat. But as with every member of the Mighty Nein, his past will eventually catch up with him...and it's a strange one indeed.
Mollymauk's Mighty Nein Origins comic has been announced for a September release date! Read more here.
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