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Heartbreak High: Season 1 Screencaps

Linked above is a folder with zip files for each episode of Heartbreak High Season One. This cast includes: Ayesha Madon, Thomas Weatherall, Chloe Hayden, Asher Yasbincek, James Majoos, Brodie Townsend, Will McDonald, Sherry-Lee Watson, Gemma Chua-Tran, and Bryn Chapman Parish All of these screencaps were made by me using 1080p footage. There are about 1,400 caps per episode. The caps are 1920x960px. These screencaps can be used for icons, edits, promos, and anything for personal use. If you want make/sell base icons or use any of my caps in commission work, talk to me first.

WARNING: these caps feature partial nudity, alcohol, drugs, autistic meltdown and skill regression and blood.

CREDIT: please like/reblog this post. since i cap films and shows with little or no resources, i ask that you also consider leaving credit somewhere on your blog/docs/carrd so that more people can find these caps.

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MY LIFE WITH THE WALTER BOYS: Season 1 Screencaps

Linked above is a folder with zip files for each episode of My Life with the Walter Boys Season One. This cast includes: Nikki Rodriguez, Ashby Gentry, Noah LaLonde, Corey Fogelmanis, Sarah Rafferty, Johnny Link, Isaac Arellanes, Connor Stanhope, Zoë Soul, Ashley Holliday Tavares, Mya Lowe, Ellie O'Brien, Gabrielle Jacinto, Jaylan Evans, and more. All of these screencaps were made by me using 1080p footage EXCEPT for EPISODE 5 which is made from 720p footage. Everywhere I looked only had 720 and 480p footage of episode 5. ( if you have 1080p footage of ep 05 and want to share it with me, i will be super grateful ) There are about 1,000 caps per episode. These screencaps can be used for icons, edits, promos, and anything for personal use. If you want make/sell base icons or use any of my caps in commission work, talk to me first.

WARNING: these caps feature partial nudity, alcohol, and drugs.

CREDIT: please like/reblog this post. since i cap films and shows with little or no resources, i ask that you also consider leaving credit somewhere on your blog/docs/carrd so that more people can find these caps.

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𝙥𝙡𝙤𝙩𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙘𝙖𝙡𝙡 : like post for me to slide into your dms . i've got lots of muses to build out connections and plots .

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📷 : JEREMIAH & LUCA @demivinity

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𝙥𝙡𝙤𝙩𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙘𝙖𝙡𝙡 : like post for me to slide into your dms . i've got lots of muses to build out connections and plots .

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           DECLAN  HAD  BEEN  GONE  FOR  HALF  AN  HOUR  BEFORE  SEAN  HAD  NOTICED.  The  high  energy  of  the  party  had  demanded  most  of  the  son  of  Momus's  attention.  He  was  cracking  jokes,  telling  stories,  lunging  from  left  to  right  in  his  usual  animated  manner.  Every  bit  of  laughter  fueled  him,  filling  him  with  a  lightness  and  joy  greater  than  any  substance  could.  He  was  a  performer.

           It  wasn't  until  the  curtain  had  take  a  break  for  water,  stepping  out  of  the  spotlight,  that  he  realized  his  other  half  was  gone.  ❝ Dec ? ❞  he  asked  and  turned  his  head  about.  Only  the  silence  answered  him.  Shit.  he  thought,  that  can't  be  good.  Declan  wandering  off  alone  at  night,  without  Sean,  rarely  ended  well.

           He  excused  himself  from  the  party  and  headed  into  the  woods.  This  time,  it  didn't  take  long  to  find  the  other  demigod.  There  he  was,  standing  amongst  the  trees,  illuminated  by  the  moon,  his  pale  skin  looking  as  white  as  bone  — perhaps  Declan  was  a  ghost.  Sean  approached  slowly,  thinking  about  what  he  would  do.

           ❝ That  was  your  first  mistake. ❞  he  patted  Declan  on  the  shoulder,  ❝ you  shouldn't  ask  the  gods  for  anything  ever. ❞  An  attempt  at  a  joke,  something  to  lighten  the  mood.  He  had  to  try,  even  if  it  was  pointless.  When  the  shadows  closed  in  on  Declan,  it  was  hard  to  reach  him.  Sean  watched  intently  with  his  brow  furrowed,  hoping  for  a  change  in  expression  in  the  other.  He  chewed  on  his  lip.  If  jokes  weren't  making  a  dent  maybe  some  conversation  would.

           ❝ Are  you  seeing  her ? ❞  he  asked  as  if  he  didn't  already  know  the  answer.  only  one  person  could  surface  that  haunted  look  in  Declan's  eyes.  ❝ we  did  everything  we  could... ❞ 

        most    nights    are    𝖜𝖊𝖑𝖑  -  𝖘𝖚𝖎𝖙𝖊𝖉    for    foolishness    and    banter    with    declan.        oftentimes    he’s    the    one    to    start    them,    the    boy    with    the    𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚢    𝚕𝚊𝚞𝚐𝚑    and    the    pretty    smile,    despite    the    𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒅𝒐𝒘𝒔    that    clung    to    his    fingers    like    𝗴𝗵𝗼𝘀𝘁𝘀.        he’d    be    the    one    to    laugh    and    dance    and    sing    around    the    fire,    stomping    his    feet    on    the    ground    to    the    rhythm    of    some    campfire    song,    taking    out    the    children    to    dance,    swirling    girls    and    boys    alike.        𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚐    𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖    𝚝𝚑𝚎    𝚍𝚎𝚖𝚒𝚐𝚘𝚍𝚜’    𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚎    𝚠𝚊𝚜    𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚑    𝚕𝚒𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐,    that    there    was    something    worth    enjoying    in    the    tragedy    of    it    all.

        but    today    wasn’t    most    nights,    and    declan    tyrell’s    happiness    and    cheer    was    finite,    as    was    every    life.        he,    better    than    most,    saw    that.        he    saw    them:    those    with    the    faint    skin,    glowing    in    pale    ivory    as    if    the    moon    had    been    trapped    inside    them.        ᵗʰᵉ    ᵍʰᵒˢᵗˢ.        his    mother    had    always    said    that    what    he    had    was    a    gift.        he    thought    of    it    as    a    talent,    as    good    as    a    blessing    and    as    terrible    as    a    curse.        all    he    had    to    do    to    see    her    face    was    open    his    eyes.        she    had    been    sent    to    haunt    him,    standing    in    the    corners,    not    letting    him    get    out    of    grieving    and    not    letting    him    be    free    of    the    weight    that    kept    him    knelt    down,    ʟɪᴋᴇ    ᴀᴛʟᴀs,    under    the    world.

        he    was    but    a    fool,    away    from    the    party,    lively    as    always.        he    felt    him    come    close,    and    he    knew    that    he    smoke    he    breathed    out    wouldn’t    go    unnoticed.        ℎ𝑒’𝑑    𝑠𝑝𝑒𝑛𝑡    𝑛𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑙𝑦    𝑎    𝑚𝑜𝑛𝑡ℎ    𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑡    𝑠𝑚𝑜𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔    𝑛𝑜𝑤.            "        when    i    was    a    kid,        i    asked    god    to    help    me    see    angels.        "            the    man    was    looking    𝘧𝘢𝘳    𝘰𝘶𝘵    𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰    𝘵𝘩𝘦    𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦,    the    faint    glow    of    a    second    moon    shining    from    between    the    trees.        she    was    looking    at    him.        he    knew.        he    knew    it    was    her.        but    only    he    could    see    her,    and    only    he    saw    her    as    much    as    he    did.        he’d    told    sean    before,        but    he    knew    that    it    was    a    lost    cause.        there    was    little    he    could    do    to    change    it    all.

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ミ✉️ @vinethreaded 𝘼𝙎𝙆𝙀𝘿  : boops  baby  brother's  nose  bc  she  can for jeremiah ofc <3

💖 he loves her so much.

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you've  been  waiting  ,  looking  off  into  the  night  ,  search  the  horizon  ,  watching  out  for  smoke  and  fire  ,  you  knew this day  would  come  ,  you aren't  the  only  one  ,  and  so  it begins  ,  and  so  it  begins

SEEMIST is an indie mutually exclusive multimuse for the pjo fandom. this blog features canon and original characters. follows come from @devilsnare.

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the titan's curse by rick riordan sentence starters.

are you sure you don't want me to wait?

you look stupid just standing there.

i'm not going to bite.

i'm going to take you out of here, get you somewhere safe.

it's my shoulder. it burns.

my poison causes pain. it will not kill you.

unfortunately, you are wanted alive, if possible. otherwise you would already be dead.

we don't have any family.

we've got no one but each other.

oh, super idea. you're completely nuts, too.

i'm sorry, but your friend is beyond help.

you are in no condition to be hurling yourself off cliffs.

you know what that monster us?

let us pray i am wrong.

you never call. you never write. i was getting worried.

he's a traitor. don't trust him.

why should i trust you?

i've been terrible to you.

in the meantime, try not to die.

i'll pulverize them.

if you hadn't butted in, we would've won.

a daughter of aphrodite does not wish to be looked at. what would your mother say?

i don't pretend to understand prophecies.

both of you together would be a dangerous thing.

you need to do whatever you think you have to.

your heart is always in the right place. listen to it.

i'm telling you that i'll support you, even if what you decide to do is dangerous.

you surprised me. it will not happen again.

i'm not going to hurt you. just let me cut the net.

you're planning to go anyway, aren't you?

so you'll excuse me if i have no love for heroes. they are a selfish, ungrateful lot.

i should throw you into the pits of tartarus for your incompetence.

but you promised me revenge.

this is why i don't use mortals. they are unreliable.

try to keep it distracted until i think of a way to kill it.

you are part of this quest now. i do not like it, but there is no changing fate.

sometimes mortals can be more horrible than monsters.

do me a favor. get out of my car.

i don't trust your father.

i never behead my enemies in front of a lady.

you even dream about her. that's so cute.

so why haven't you killed me?

be careful. aphrodite has led many heroes astray.

it happened just as it was supposed to.

i'm kind of in a hurry. i'm in trouble.

do yourself a favor. forget it. forget you ever saw me.

i won't leave you. we fight together.

you're hurt. let me see.

life is a fragile thing.

please remember, you always have a home with us. we will keep you safe.

you didn't believe i was dead?

you won't let me down, i hope.

i won't let you down.

the gods use heroes as their tools. destroy the tools, and the gods will be crippled.

you promised you would protect her.

i shouldn't have trusted you. you lied to me.

i wish you were dead.

why are you saying that? you want to be responsible for the whole world?

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the sea of monsters by rick riordan sentence starters.

my nightmare started like this.

you might have friends if you weren't always sticking up for that freak.

hey! you could kill somebody!

you wish to die first, young hero?

i've been trying to find a good time to talk to you, but you were never alone.

oh my gods, you were looking in my bedroom window?

is he homeless?

we can't just leave him. he'll be in trouble, too.

stay here. i don't want you taking any more chances.

don't ever, EVER try saving me again.

i do expect you to refrain from causing any more trouble.

you're trying to distract me.

oh my god. you are so hopeless.

we don't need saving.

we'll get expelled, you know. trust me, i'm an expert at getting expelled.

i promised i'd keep you from danger. i can only do that by coming with you.

we need a hiding place. somewhere safe to sleep.

oh, you're such a flirt.

we let you survive another year. i hope you appreciated it.

if you knew what was coming, you'd understand.

you're a monster.

the gods have blinded you.

the gods are so using you.

i know what i need to know. like, who my enemies are.

i'm about to die and you're worried about that?

losers. but i suppose i have to rescue you.

you are in so much trouble.

we need a backup plan. this isn't going to work.

prepare yourself for death.

rest. you're going to need it.

knowledge isn't always good for you.

it would be safer to kill me.

the first step is admitting that you're not happy the way you are.

oh, he would've killed me. but i surprised him.

you were having a nightmare. you need to get up.

give me back my sword and i'll fight you.

stop! don't eat me raw! i have a good recipe.

we can't beat him by force, so we'll have to use trickery.

you're supposed to be blown up.

you weren't raised right.

you can count on me. i won't fail.

you're an unreliable weapon. you need to be replaced.

you can't bait me into a fight.

i tried to kill him.

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364 ICONS OF RUDY PANKOW IN OUTER BANKS SEASON 2

all icons are free to use with credit to @argentangelhelps !

you may edit to your liking (add borders, psds, textures ect)

do not use for : celebrity/real person rps or paid commissions, everything else is up to user discretion. (don’t make me change this rule)

they are edited (sharpened) in ps, however they are meant to be used under the psd of your choice! if you choose to use them as they are they should work just fine! they are 100px square and do not come with any borders.

all screencaps used come from https://screencapped.net/ i did not make them, i just cropped them into icons.

FACECLAIM INFO : rudy is white

TRIGGER WARNINGS : water, guns, injury/blood

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314 ICONS OF RUDY PANKOW IN OUTER BANKS SEASON 1

all icons are free to use with credit to @argentangelhelps !

you may edit to your liking (add borders, psds, textures ect)

do not use for : celebrity/real person rps or paid commissions, everything else is up to user discretion. (don’t make me change this rule)

they are edited (sharpened) in ps, however they are meant to be used under the psd of your choice! if you choose to use them as they are they should work just fine! they are 100px square and do not come with any borders.

all screencaps used come from https://screencapped.net/ i did not make them, i just cropped them into icons.

FACECLAIM INFO : rudy is white

TRIGGER WARNINGS : water, guns, injury/blood

link to in the source to the zip file which is free to download on my deviantart! they can also be found in a gallery HERE !

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          IT  HAD  BEEN  A  BUSY  DAY,  Jeremiah  had  to  take  one  of  the  camp  vans  into  town  and  pick  up  all  the  supplies  that  they  couldn't  grow  themselves.  They  could  ask  the  gods  for  help  but  relying  on  them  never  really  worked  out.  A  few  times  he  had  tried  to  bring  Luca  with,  hoping  that  the  time  away  from  the  infirmary  would  do  him  some  good.  But  no,  Chiron  wouldn't  let  him  leave.  WE  NEED  OUR  HEALER.  As  if  they  didn't  have  a  cabin  full  of  children  of  Apollo.  Someone  could  be  a  healer  for  a  day  and  let  Luca  rest.  BUT  NO.  Apparently  that  was  too  much  of  an  ask.

          Jeremiah  didn't  get  back  until  the  evening,  after  everything  had  happened.  He  had  left,  the  girl  in  the  infirmary  was  struggling,  when  he  returned  ...  her  friends  were  crying  and  mumbling  something  about  Luca  could  have  done  more.  Anger  bubbled  inside  of  him,  Luca  was  just  one  person.  ❝ Maybe  he'd  be  able  to  do  more  if  people  gave  him  a  fucking  break  once  in  a  while, ❞  he  spat  back.  yes  yes ,  it  was  wrong  to  be  rude  to  grieving,  but  they  started  it.  He  checked  in  the  infirmary,  nothing.  Then  the  Apollo  cabin,  no  sign  of  Luca.  Then  he  checked  his  own  cabin,  still  no  Luca  but  a  bottle  from  the  liquor  closet  was  gone.

          𝙒𝙃𝙀𝙍𝙀  𝙒𝘼𝙎  𝙃𝙀  ?

          Jeremiah  had  searched  the  whole  night  with  only  Pollux  to  help  him,  but  even  he  headed  back  to  get  some  sleep  around  3am.  It  wasn't  until  dawn  that  Jeremiah  had  finally  found  Luca.  Lying  in  the  dirt  with  an  almost  empty  bottle  with  him. ❝ I  know,  I  know, ❞  he  whispered  back,  wiping  away  Luca's  tears  with  his  sleeve.  ❝ You  did  everything  you  could  do, ❞  he  sat  in  the  dirt  next  to  him. 

the       world       spun.              hidden       away,       in       a       pocket       of       the       world,       away       from       all,       in       the       forest,       the       world       spun.              the       lines       blurred       and       the       stars       shone       brighter.              he       looked       happy,       with       his       cheeks       red       and       easy       laughter       at       his       lips.              the       transparent       bottle       that       laid       next       to       him       on       the       blanket       seemed       to       be       full       of       a       brownish       beverage,       dense       and       sweet       like       honey.              luca       looked       up       at       the       demigod       with       eyes       glassy       with       tears,       speaking       loudly:       who       could       hear       him?       they       were       in       the       middle       of       nowhere.

@devilsnare sent: ❛   indulge .   find  my  muse  drinking  to  cope . —  to luca from jeremiah

he       was       lawful,       he’d       always       obeyed.              he       never       questioned       the       orders,       took       care       of       everyone.              he       worked       from       dusk       until       dawn,       and       people       still       spat       at       him       when       he       couldn’t       get       them       back       out       immediately,       looked       at       him       badly,       when       they       heard       he       couldn’t       save       someone.              when       someone       died       it       was       the       worst.              it       was       on       days       like       those       that       he       wandered       into       the       woods       with       cheap       alcohol       stolen       from       the       dionysius       cabin       and       he       fought       his       thoughts       with       whatever       he       could       get       his       hands       on.              he       woke       up       at       sunrise,       as       always,       his       mind       always       aching.              his       eyes       were       teary,       and       he       spoke       with       sad       voice.              "       i       didn’t       want       her       to       die.       "

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📷 𝙀𝘿𝙄𝙏𝙎 : ISABEL OJEDA

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         JOHANNA  WAITED  TO  BE  BUZZED  IN,  YANKING  ON  THE  DOOR  AS  SOON  IT  UNLOCKED.  She  climbed  the  stairs  quickly,  heavy  boots  stomping  on  the  metal  as  climbed.  Maeve  was  there  waiting  for  her  at  the  apartment  door.

         ❝ It's  good  to  see  you, ❞  a  wide  smile  spread  across  the  demigod's  face.  It  had  been  years  since  they  last  saw  each  other.  She  had  half  expected  it  to  come  back  to  her  all  at  once,  the  memories  of  war,  losing  Luke,  the  things  she  tried  so  hard  to  forget.  She  had  been  braced  for  pain  but  only  felt  joy  and  even  ...  relief.

         ❝ I  like  to  keep  an  eye  out  for  demigods  who  move  out  on  their  own. ❞  Monster  attacks  on  them  as  adults  were  rare  but  not  unheard  of.  Plus  years  of  picking  strawberries  and  dealing  in  drachmas  didn't  exactly  translate  into  real  world  skills.  But  was  that  really  it?  Was  Maeve  just  a  routine  check  on  the  latest  ex-camper?  Or  was  the  guilt  that  motivated  her?  Guilt  for  causing  the  war,  for  leaving  camp.  She  hadn't  been  strong  enough  to  deal  with  the  consequences  of  her  actions.  She  shattered  the  glass  but  couldn't  pick  up  the  pieces.  

         ❝ So… ❞  she  said  awkwardly,  rocking  back  and  forth  on  her  feet,  ❝ seen  any  monsters  lately? ❞

"i know you are." she'd never been doubtful of that. if anyone was determined enough to figure out where maeve spent her time when she wasn't at camp, it was johanna. she didn't know that many people who cared enough to find out.

"come on up, johanna. i'll unlock the upstairs door." maeve reached for the buzzer, unlocking the downstairs door for her friend to come up. she couldn't remember the last time they'd seen each other, it had to have been immediately after the war. johanna had left while maeva had stayed, she'd had no where else to go and had been too young to really be on her own. she walked the few paces over to the upstairs front door, opened it and waited for johanna to come up.

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📷 𝙀𝘿𝙄𝙏𝙎 : JEREMIAH COOK