#screaming and applause
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oh1thehorror · 2 days ago
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This is peak character design. PEAK. Nya looks like a water droplet and I LOVE THAT.
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I’m once again hyperfixating on another Lego show. Speedpaint under the cut to prove I’m human
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martianbugsbunny · 2 years ago
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I would like to know what Owen Wilson's thought process was when he decided that Mobius should call Loki a pussycat in season 1, like sir that was a phenomenal decision we stan
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ten-simm · 2 years ago
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"I wonder what I'd be without you"
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cherishedskulls · 1 year ago
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i would do anything. anything. to be able to experience the ending of saw for the first time again. anything.
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mattsmemes · 9 days ago
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andtheylive · 9 months ago
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wes put in reverse penetration in this movie as a means of defeating the slut shaming slasher and u want me to say scream isn't a feminist film? ok
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sequintial · 3 months ago
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my performance went SO WELL and a friend even recorded it and i am SO tempted to upload it. SO tempted. i wanna show off and get more praise because I did so well!!
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risingsunresistance · 3 months ago
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there was one road where the flood water went down enough to make it to the theater in one piece. absolutely the most fun i've ever had in a theater
went home blasting zero cycle with my friends. my head hurts so bad, im so out of breath. highly recommend but it's way more fun with friends
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hetchdrive · 1 year ago
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Moby Dick is cosmic horror
Ch. 42: The Whiteness of the Whale
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dixidin · 2 years ago
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"Stolas only likes Blitz for his body!"
"They just want to fuck!"
"They'll never truly get together-"
YOUR HONOR HE LOVES HIM😭
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dabidagoose · 2 years ago
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Aabria.
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jodstablet · 7 months ago
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Support your local ballet schools/companies this Nutcracker season!
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theheadlessgroom · 11 months ago
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@beatingheart-bride
"I liked it," Dorian shrugged affably as he drained the last of his glass as he continued to tuck into his shrimp etouffee, admitting, "Probably one of the few lessons I actually enjoyed, if only because it got me outside for a bit, and that I quite liked my horse, very sweet girl named Lilac. Father took it all very seriously, of course, but I much preferred to go on slower, more leisurely rides, especially since the lessons were so early in the morning."
"I envied him fiercely," Elizabeth confessed with a little grin, saying, "I loved horses growing up, I loved taking care of them in the stables, and I sincerely wished I could have learned to ride too. Lilac was the sweetest of all the horses the Gracey's had, she loved me-even if she did have the naughty habit of sticking her snout in his pockets in search of sugar cubes!"
"You think those ghost horses out in front of the house would mind being taken for a ride? Might be a nice change of pace from being hitched to the hearse," Randall asked curiously-while said horses appeared invisible to the mortal guests, they were ethereal, skeletal mounts to the ghosts of Gracey Manor, tethered to the foreboding-looking hearse outside of the Mansion (Dorian's own funeral hearse, actually). They seldom got a chance to stretch their legs, and might welcome the change all the same.
And Dorian agreed, nodding a little as he smiled, "That might not be a bad idea! You just might get that chance to learn after all, Emily."
"Count me in too!" Wilhelm grinned, a little delighted at the idea of taking lessons alongside his daughter-in-law, while June smiled happily for her husband, before turning to her parents, asking, "What about you, Mother, Father? Would you be interested in learning?"
"Ah, no, thank you," August smiled shyly; spotting Lon and Erika's quizzical looks (especially Erika-who wouldn't want to learn to ride a pretty horsey?), Josephine elaborated, "Your granddaddy got spooked by a horse once, when we were courting."
"Spooked?" Lon echoed, as his grandfather elaborated, "Yes, your grandmother and I were out one afternoon in the park, and she had left to feed some of the birds congregating there, while I stayed back, I'd been thinking of buying us something to drink and, uh, a horse came up from behind me, very quietly, I have to say, leaned over my shoulder, and, uh...ate the carnation I had in my lapel."
"The poor dear fainted!" Josephine recalled, squeezing her husband's arm adoringly as she thought back to that day: The horse had eloped from its job ferrying young lovers around the park in a carriage and decided August's carnation would make a lovely snack, startling her beau so badly that he dropped like a sack of bricks. When he came to, his head was in Josephine's lap as she gently fanned him with her handkerchief, relieved to see he was alright after yet another tumble.
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battfishe · 9 months ago
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last 2 reblogs. guys I'm so normal
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mafufuu · 5 months ago
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bleh
#vent thing so if you dont wanna see scroll away#i dont. feel good#not in a sick way nessecarily but#its weird seeing my writing perform so much better than my art#often times its like i put more effort into my art and my writing is just spur of the moment. ive been doing art for even longer than ive#written i dont even try to consistently write. i want to see people articulate their praises for me or at least acknowledge my work. for#some reason seeing it done privately isnt enough. i think i just want to be enough for me but i think that requires the applause. maybe its#just me chasing trends on the writing side but i think more people have seen anything i wrote compared to any work i drew and i dont know h#how to feel about that. i get hundreds of hits for some damn reason but as of late i dont get more than thirty notes. this is all so selfis#im questioning if ive even made it anywhere. if all my work meant nothing. if im even worthy of what attention i have. i know when you thin#of it ten people can be a lot of people but just comparing the numbers leaves a foul taste in my mouth. i dont like this. i dont like being#so insecure and jealous. i see my friends getting so much more than i do and instead of being happy for them i just feel worse about myself#and then feel even worse because im supposed to be their friend. im supposed to care for them. i think i do but something in me wants to#steal their place for the sake of the recognition. i keep on reminding myself this isnt a competition but something doesnt quite click. wha#a friend i am. ive thought about just posting it on here or self reblogging but its what little ego i have left telling me not to. i can#understand and i think if i wasnt feeling like shit rn id actually agree that its valid to want my art to stand for itself and not just#try to get notes for the sake of it. i mean anyway it just gets lost among everything else here so what even is the point. im sorry for#being jealous. its okay if you dont forgive me#arte screams into the void
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emilyjunk · 11 months ago
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The beginning of fatin's episode of the wilds s1 is unreal
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