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dadukos-arc
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dadukos-arc · 3 years ago
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back by unpopular demand x
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dadukos-arc · 3 years ago
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still alive...miss u all...will be back in a couple weeks i hope ❤️
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dadukos-arc · 3 years ago
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i’m alive, i’ll probably be around next week once i’ve caught up with some piled up work i need to hand in today ( and then the weekend is gonna be a bit busy w social birthday time ) — i hope everyone’s doing well, i miss you all / i miss fred like crazy ♥ also i’m catching up on s/tranger things and all i need to say is i’ve never felt a stronger urge to write max mayfield i’m dying help me scoob
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'tis my bday this saturday 🥺
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WHEN THERE’S NOWHERE ELSE TO RUN, IS THERE ROOM FOR ONE MORE SON?   cal kestis of star wars jedi: fallen order & survivor, remembered by elias. est. nov ‘19, revamped may ‘22. credit.
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Jessica Chastain as Murphy Cooper — Interstellar (2014) | dir. Christopher Nolan
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dadukos-arc · 3 years ago
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Guys please reply to this with what your url means or references I’m really curious
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dadukos-arc · 3 years ago
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𝐏𝐀𝐂𝐄𝐘 𝐊𝐈𝐃   /   wtters​.
@dadukos​  ft.   freddie  dawson   :     starter  call
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“   hey,   fred   –   check  this  out.   ”   after  garnishing  his  creation  with  a  tenderly  placed  pineapple  slice,   he  slides  the  drink  down  the  bar.   the  glass  leaves  a  trail  of  condensation  in  its  wake,   one  he  knows  that,   as  the  new  guy,   will  fall  on  him  to  clean  up,   but  that  was  a  problem  for  future  pacey.   present  pacey  was  on  the  precipice  of  greatness,   far  too  busy  to  concern  himself  with  matters  as  trivial  as  doing  his  job.   “   seeing  as  i’ve  been  working  here  a  grand  total  of  three  weeks  now,   i  thought  it  high  time  for  a  signature  cocktail.   i  call  it  pacey’s  painkiller.   the  name’s  ironic,   ‘cause  this  baby’s  got  enough  captain  morgan  in  it  to  power  a  helicopter.   ”
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“ 𝐦𝐡𝐦 ? ”, 𝐚𝐭 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐡��𝐥𝐟 𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝, barely listening, busy waging a war on technology in general by way of her 2010 flip phone — not much hope of getting her attention there. especially not when pacey has earned himself such a sweet spot in fred’s affection —— he either gets undivided annoyance or is relegated to background noise, like a chaotic but somewhat reliable child. it takes her a second to register the shift in the atmosphere, because she knows — oh, she knows, the second she sees the cocktail, that if peter sees a monstrosity like this, all fruity and fashionable, he’ll pop an artery. which only puts a grin on her face. fred abandons the phone at last, cautiously approaches the cocktail, and shoots one single wary glance in pacey’s direction. “ maybe let’s work on the name a little ”, but when she takes a sip she tastes it all: the captain morgan and the bravado that comes with it. the rum catches her by surprise, flaring up her tastebuds to make room for the flavor, but when the shock settles she finds herself humming in approval. “ mhm, look at that, it’s not poison. ” grabbing the glass, somewhat possessively, she leans against the counter and takes another, more appreciative sip. “ what’s in this ? besides the gallon of rum, i mean. ” grabbing the pineapple slice, fred gracelessly bites into it, then speaks through the munching: “ you didn’t own pete’s personal stash, did you ? ”
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dadukos-arc · 3 years ago
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guess what ? umpteenth activity psa below the cut ——
soooo things are kinda shitty rn ! my aunt broke her wrist a couple weeks ago, and ours being a family business, me and my parents have had to double our shifts to cover for her, so now every day from 2 pm to midnight / 1 am, i’m at work at the bar. ( i get a break for dinner but i usually spend that eating and sleeping so don’t count me as being around ). the mornings are still relatively free, but i do have my other / main job to take care of ( the one as an illustrator ) and working out, errands, etc. so this is a long winded way to say: i’m basically never gonna be around, except occasionally for sunday mornings ( as in: today, i’m gonna attempt some writing ) and mondays, although i’m spending tomorrow at the beach to get some well deserved rest and some salt in my hair.
my muse is very much alive, as always in times when i cannot write, so i will try my best to be as active as possible— if i can ask for something though, is please know that i’m still committed to everything even if i can’t be around. the one issue i have during down times is that, the less i reach out to people because i don’t have the time / energy, the more i end up feeling like they don’t want me to reach out, and like my blog is withering without me feeding it some words, and i just ... care about this blog / this character / these universes a little too much to let it happen. 
so just don’t abandon us lmao 
i hope you’re all doing well though, and i’ll still be reachable on discord while i’m working so, do that ♥
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FLORENCE + T HE MACHINE’S ‘ DANCE FEVER ‘ SENTENCE STARTERS
taken from the 2022 album. feel free to change pronouns, etc.
KING
‘ we’re always arguing about whether to have children, about the world ending, and the scale of my ambition, and how much is art really worth? ’ ‘ how much is art really worth? ’ ‘ the very thing you’re best at is the thing that hurts the most. ’ ‘ you need your rotten heart. your dazzling pain, like diamond rings. ’ ‘ i need to go to war to find material to sing. ’ ‘ i am no mother. i am no bride; i am king. ’ ‘ i need my golden crown of sorrow, my bloody sword to swing, my empty halls to echo with grand self-mythology. ’ ‘ a woman is a changeling, always shifting shape. ’ ‘ just when you think you have it figured out, something new begins to take. ’ ‘ i never knew my killer would be coming from within. ’ ‘ i was never as good as i always thought i was, but i knew how to dress it up. ’ ‘ i was never satisfied. ’ ‘ it never let me go, just dragged me by my hair. ’
FREE
‘ sometimes, i wonder if i should be medicated. if i would feel better just lightly sedated. ’ ‘ i can’t control it. ’ ‘ i’m on fire, but i’m trying not to show it. ’ ‘ i’m always running from something. ’ ‘ i push it back, but it keeps on coming. ’ ‘ being clever never got me very far. ’ ‘ it’s all in my head. ’ ‘ you’re too sensitive. ’ ‘ “you’re too sensitive,” they said. ’ ‘ okay, but let’s discuss this at the hospital. ’ ‘ for a moment, when i’m dancing, i am free. ’ ‘ is this how it is? is this how it’s always been? ’ ‘ is this how it’s always been? to exist in the face of suffering and death, and somehow still keep singing? ’ ‘ don’t you wanna call it off? ’ ‘ there’s nothing else that i know how to do but to open up my arms and give it all to you. ’
CHOREOMANIA
‘ i’m freaking out in the middle of the street. ’ ‘ i don’t know how it started. i don’t know how to stop it. ’ ‘ something’s coming. ’ ‘ i danced myself to death. ’ ‘ this is the end. ’ ‘ do they speak to you? cause they speak to me, too. ’ ‘ you said that rock and roll is dead. but is that just because it has not been resurrected in your image? ’
BACK IN TOWN
‘ i’ve never really been alive before. i always lived in my head. ’ ‘ sometimes it was easier to be hungover and half-dead. ’ ‘ i’m back in town. why don’t we go out? ’ ‘ why don’t we go to that ninth street diner? ’ ‘ why don’t we go out to that ninth street diner and carry on slowly, torturing each other? ’ ‘ i came for the pleasure, but i stayed for the pain. ’ ‘ if you get spat on, that’s just your big city baptism. ’ ‘ why don’t we go out and never go to sleep? ’ ‘ we’ll throw our dreams out, let them pile up on the streets. ’ ‘ i thought that i was here with you, but it was always just an empty room. ’
GIRLS AGAINST GOD
‘ when someone looks at me with real love, i don’t like it very much. it makes me feel like i’m being crushed. ’ ‘ is this something that you would like to discuss? ’ ‘ it’s good to be alive. ’ ‘ it’s good to be alive, crying into cereal at midnight. ’ ‘ if they ever let me out, i’m gonna really let it out. ’ ‘ oh god, you’re gonna get it. ’ ‘ you’ll be sorry that you messed with this. ’ ‘ remember being in that basement? ’ ‘ everyone treated us like little pets. ’ ‘ tell me it’s not over yet. ’ ‘ in my darkest fantasies, i am the picture of passivity. ’ ‘ i’m suppressing all my private rage. ’ ‘ when i decided to wage holy war, it looked very much like staring at my bedroom floor. ’ ‘ i may not look like much… ’ ‘ i met the devil, you know. he gave me a choice: a golden heart, or a golden voice. ’
DREAM GIRL EVIL
‘ did you miss me? ’ ‘ did you walk on water just to kiss me? ’ ‘ come and get me. ’ ‘ drag me out, destroy me. ’ ‘ i’ve been expecting you. ’ ‘ i’m ready. ’ ‘ deliver me the bad news. ’ ‘ am i your dream girl? ’ ‘ do you think of me in bed? ’ ‘ you could never hold me. ’ ‘ make me evil, then i’m an angel instead. ’ ‘ at least you’ll sanctify me when i’m dead. ’ ‘ did i disappoint you? ’ ‘ do i just remind you of every girl that made you mad? ’ ‘ make me perfect, make me your fantasy. you know i deserve it, so take it out on me. ’ ‘ i am nobody’s moral center. ’
PRAYER FACTORY
‘ all the things that i ran from, i now bring as close to me as i can. ’ ‘ why don’t you give me a call? ’ ‘ yes, i’ll take it all. ’ ‘ all this work has gone to waste. ’ ‘ you made me climb, and then you shut the gate. ’
CASSANDRA
‘ i used to see the future, and now i see nothing. ’ ‘ they cut out my eyes and sent me home packing. ’ ‘ i pace around the kitchen for scraps of inspiration. ’ ‘ i used to tell the future, but they cut out my tongue and left me doing laundry to think on what i’d done. ’ ‘ i used to move into the future and bring it all back. ’ ‘ they put crosses on the doors to try and keep me out. ’ ‘ can you see me? ’ ‘ everything i thought i knew has fallen  out of view. ’ ‘ can you hear me? ’ ‘ there’s no one left to sing to. ’ ‘ all the gods have been domesticated, and heaven is now overrated. ’ ‘ you can take your complaints straight to the lord. ’ ‘ i try to still look with wonder on the world as the roses bloom, though the riot van is still plainly in view. ’ ‘ take me back. ’ ‘ if i run fast enough, could i break apart as empires crumble and cathedrals flatten in my heart? ’
HEAVEN IS HERE
‘ bring your cigarette. ’ ‘ heaven is here, if you want it. �� ‘ heaven is here. ’ ‘ bring your boy. ’ ‘ bring your bottle. ’ ‘ i went to the water, drank every drop. ’ ‘ i’ll turn your sea into a desert. ’ ‘ yes, i’m your girl. ’ ‘ if it glitters, i’m going. ’ ‘ time stretches, endless. ’ ‘ you know i always get my man. ’
DAFFODIL
‘ i couldn’t help it. ’ ‘ i let it get in: the helpless optimism of spring. ’ ‘ the world’s bent double from weeping, and yet the birds begin to sing. ’ ‘ i’m not bad. i’m not good. ’ ‘ i made myself mythical, and tried to be real. ’ ‘ we practice resurrection every night, raising the dead under the moonlight. ’ ‘ you’re a perfect pearl hung in the sky. ’ ‘ there is no bad, there is no good. ’ ‘ kiss my face and tell me that i’m the chosen one. ’ ‘ a generation soaked in grief, and now we’re drying out and hanging on by the skin of our teeth. ’ ‘ i never thought that it would get this far. ’ ‘ sometimes, i see so much beauty, i don’t think that i can cope. ’
MY LOVE
‘ i was always able to write my way out. ’ ‘ now i find that when i look down, every page is empty. ’ ‘ there is nothing to describe, except the moon still bright against the worrying sky. ’ ‘ tell me where to put my love. do i wait for time to do what it does? ’ ‘ i don’t know where to put my love. ’ ‘ when it came, it was stranger than i had ever imagined. ’ ‘ all my friends are getting ill. ’ ‘ my arms emptied, the skies emptied, the billboards emptied. ’
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‘ have i learned restraint? ’ ‘ am i quiet enough for you yet? ’
THE BOMB
‘ you said this could have been the best thing that ever happened to you… so you decided not to do it. ’ ‘ you come back every summer like a carnivorous flower, and i stare at your hands in the heat, and i think they are the most beautiful thing i’ve ever seen. ’ ‘ if i was free to love you, you wouldn’t want me, would you? ’ ‘ unavailability is the only thing that turns you on. come here, baby, tell me that i’m wrong. ’ ‘ come here, baby. tell me that i’m wrong. ’ ‘ i’ve blown apart my life for you. ’ ‘ break me, shake me, devastate me. ’ ‘ i don’t love you. ’ ‘ i let it burn, but it just had to be done. ’ ‘ i’m in ruins, but is it what i wanted all along? ’
MORNING ELVIS
‘ they dressed me and they put me on a plane. ’ ‘ i pressed my forehead to the floor and prayed for a trapdoor. ’ ‘ i’ve been here many times before. ’ ‘ if i make it to the morning… ’ ‘ i should come with a warning. ’ ‘ if i make it to the stage, i’ll show you what it means to be saved. ’ ‘ i told the band to leave without me; i’ll get the next flight. ’ ‘ i’ll see you with elvis if i don’t survive the night. ’ ‘ after every tour, i swear i’ll quit. ’ ‘ the call, it always comes. ’ ‘ i’m still afraid. i’m still crazy. ’
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JESSICA CHASTAIN as Jo Henninger THE FORGIVEN (2022) dir. John Michael McDonagh
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FLORENCE + T HE MACHINE’S ‘ DANCE FEVER ‘ SENTENCE STARTERS
taken from the 2022 album. feel free to change pronouns, etc.
KING
‘ we’re always arguing about whether to have children, about the world ending, and the scale of my ambition, and how much is art really worth? ’ ‘ how much is art really worth? ’ ‘ the very thing you’re best at is the thing that hurts the most. ’ ‘ you need your rotten heart. your dazzling pain, like diamond rings. ’ ‘ i need to go to war to find material to sing. ’ ‘ i am no mother. i am no bride; i am king. ’ ‘ i need my golden crown of sorrow, my bloody sword to swing, my empty halls to echo with grand self-mythology. ’ ‘ a woman is a changeling, always shifting shape. ’ ‘ just when you think you have it figured out, something new begins to take. ’ ‘ i never knew my killer would be coming from within. ’ ‘ i was never as good as i always thought i was, but i knew how to dress it up. ’ ‘ i was never satisfied. ’ ‘ it never let me go, just dragged me by my hair. ’
FREE
‘ sometimes, i wonder if i should be medicated. if i would feel better just lightly sedated. ’ ‘ i can’t control it. ’ ‘ i’m on fire, but i’m trying not to show it. ’ ‘ i’m always running from something. ’ ‘ i push it back, but it keeps on coming. ’ ‘ being clever never got me very far. ’ ‘ it’s all in my head. ’ ‘ you’re too sensitive. ’ ‘ “you’re too sensitive,” they said. ’ ‘ okay, but let’s discuss this at the hospital. ’ ‘ for a moment, when i’m dancing, i am free. ’ ‘ is this how it is? is this how it’s always been? ’ ‘ is this how it’s always been? to exist in the face of suffering and death, and somehow still keep singing? ’ ‘ don’t you wanna call it off? ’ ‘ there’s nothing else that i know how to do but to open up my arms and give it all to you. ’
CHOREOMANIA
‘ i’m freaking out in the middle of the street. ’ ‘ i don’t know how it started. i don’t know how to stop it. ’ ‘ something’s coming. ’ ‘ i danced myself to death. ’ ‘ this is the end. ’ ‘ do they speak to you? cause they speak to me, too. ’ ‘ you said that rock and roll is dead. but is that just because it has not been resurrected in your image? ’
BACK IN TOWN
‘ i’ve never really been alive before. i always lived in my head. ’ ‘ sometimes it was easier to be hungover and half-dead. ’ ‘ i’m back in town. why don’t we go out? ’ ‘ why don’t we go to that ninth street diner? ’ ‘ why don’t we go out to that ninth street diner and carry on slowly, torturing each other? ’ ‘ i came for the pleasure, but i stayed for the pain. ’ ‘ if you get spat on, that’s just your big city baptism. ’ ‘ why don’t we go out and never go to sleep? ’ ‘ we’ll throw our dreams out, let them pile up on the streets. ’ ‘ i thought that i was here with you, but it was always just an empty room. ’
GIRLS AGAINST GOD
‘ when someone looks at me with real love, i don’t like it very much. it makes me feel like i’m being crushed. ’ ‘ is this something that you would like to discuss? ’ ‘ it’s good to be alive. ’ ‘ it’s good to be alive, crying into cereal at midnight. ’ ‘ if they ever let me out, i’m gonna really let it out. ’ ‘ oh god, you’re gonna get it. ’ ‘ you’ll be sorry that you messed with this. ’ ‘ remember being in that basement? ’ ‘ everyone treated us like little pets. ’ ‘ tell me it’s not over yet. ’ ‘ in my darkest fantasies, i am the picture of passivity. ’ ‘ i’m suppressing all my private rage. ’ ‘ when i decided to wage holy war, it looked very much like staring at my bedroom floor. ’ ‘ i may not look like much… ’ ‘ i met the devil, you know. he gave me a choice: a golden heart, or a golden voice. ’
DREAM GIRL EVIL
‘ did you miss me? ’ ‘ did you walk on water just to kiss me? ’ ‘ come and get me. ’ ‘ drag me out, destroy me. ’ ‘ i’ve been expecting you. ’ ‘ i’m ready. ’ ‘ deliver me the bad news. ’ ‘ am i your dream girl? ’ ‘ do you think of me in bed? ’ ‘ you could never hold me. ’ ‘ make me evil, then i’m an angel instead. ’ ‘ at least you’ll sanctify me when i’m dead. ’ ‘ did i disappoint you? ’ ‘ do i just remind you of every girl that made you mad? ’ ‘ make me perfect, make me your fantasy. you know i deserve it, so take it out on me. ’ ‘ i am nobody’s moral center. ’
PRAYER FACTORY
‘ all the things that i ran from, i now bring as close to me as i can. ’ ‘ why don’t you give me a call? ’ ‘ yes, i’ll take it all. ’ ‘ all this work has gone to waste. ’ ‘ you made me climb, and then you shut the gate. ’
CASSANDRA
‘ i used to see the future, and now i see nothing. ’ ‘ they cut out my eyes and sent me home packing. ’ ‘ i pace around the kitchen for scraps of inspiration. ’ ‘ i used to tell the future, but they cut out my tongue and left me doing laundry to think on what i’d done. ’ ‘ i used to move into the future and bring it all back. ’ ‘ they put crosses on the doors to try and keep me out. ’ ‘ can you see me? ’ ‘ everything i thought i knew has fallen  out of view. ’ ‘ can you hear me? ’ ‘ there’s no one left to sing to. ’ ‘ all the gods have been domesticated, and heaven is now overrated. ’ ‘ you can take your complaints straight to the lord. ’ ‘ i try to still look with wonder on the world as the roses bloom, though the riot van is still plainly in view. ’ ‘ take me back. ’ ‘ if i run fast enough, could i break apart as empires crumble and cathedrals flatten in my heart? ’
HEAVEN IS HERE
‘ bring your cigarette. ’ ‘ heaven is here, if you want it. ’ ‘ heaven is here. ’ ‘ bring your boy. ’ ‘ bring your bottle. ’ ‘ i went to the water, drank every drop. ’ ‘ i’ll turn your sea into a desert. ’ ‘ yes, i’m your girl. ’ ‘ if it glitters, i’m going. ’ ‘ time stretches, endless. ’ ‘ you know i always get my man. ’
DAFFODIL
‘ i couldn’t help it. ’ ‘ i let it get in: the helpless optimism of spring. ’ ‘ the world’s bent double from weeping, and yet the birds begin to sing. ’ ‘ i’m not bad. i’m not good. ’ ‘ i made myself mythical, and tried to be real. ’ ‘ we practice resurrection every night, raising the dead under the moonlight. ’ ‘ you’re a perfect pearl hung in the sky. ’ ‘ there is no bad, there is no good. ’ ‘ kiss my face and tell me that i’m the chosen one. ’ ‘ a generation soaked in grief, and now we’re drying out and hanging on by the skin of our teeth. ’ ‘ i never thought that it would get this far. ’ ‘ sometimes, i see so much beauty, i don’t think that i can cope. ’
MY LOVE
‘ i was always able to write my way out. ’ ‘ now i find that when i look down, every page is empty. ’ ‘ there is nothing to describe, except the moon still bright against the worrying sky. ’ ‘ tell me where to put my love. do i wait for time to do what it does? ’ ‘ i don’t know where to put my love. ’ ‘ when it came, it was stranger than i had ever imagined. ’ ‘ all my friends are getting ill. ’ ‘ my arms emptied, the skies emptied, the billboards emptied. ’
RESTRAINT
‘ have i learned restraint? ’ ‘ am i quiet enough for you yet? ’
THE BOMB
‘ you said this could have been the best thing that ever happened to you… so you decided not to do it. ’ ‘ you come back every summer like a carnivorous flower, and i stare at your hands in the heat, and i think they are the most beautiful thing i’ve ever seen. ’ ‘ if i was free to love you, you wouldn’t want me, would you? ’ ‘ unavailability is the only thing that turns you on. come here, baby, tell me that i’m wrong. ’ ‘ come here, baby. tell me that i’m wrong. ’ ‘ i’ve blown apart my life for you. ’ ‘ break me, shake me, devastate me. ’ ‘ i don’t love you. ’ ‘ i let it burn, but it just had to be done. ’ ‘ i’m in ruins, but is it what i wanted all along? ’
MORNING ELVIS
‘ they dressed me and they put me on a plane. ’ ‘ i pressed my forehead to the floor and prayed for a trapdoor. ’ ‘ i’ve been here many times before. ’ ‘ if i make it to the morning… ’ ‘ i should come with a warning. ’ ‘ if i make it to the stage, i’ll show you what it means to be saved. ’ ‘ i told the band to leave without me; i’ll get the next flight. ’ ‘ i’ll see you with elvis if i don’t survive the night. ’ ‘ after every tour, i swear i’ll quit. ’ ‘ the call, it always comes. ’ ‘ i’m still afraid. i’m still crazy. ’
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JESSICA CHASTAIN as MIRA SCENES FROM A MARRIAGE | “In the Middle of the Night, in a Dark House, Somewhere in the World”
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JESSICA CHASTAIN in THE 355 (2022) dir. Simon Kinberg
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dadukos-arc · 3 years ago
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will somebody please just discuss dance fever with me i beg
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