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always remember the Final Girl Code:
- do it alone
- do it scared
- do it with a knife in your hand if you have to
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“Fatherless behavior” stop giving my DAD credit for all the work my MOM put into making me a terrible person!! Stop erasing women in history!!
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TREASURE PLANET (2002) PROMPTS * assorted dialogue from the disney film, adjust as necessary
you're gonna rattle the stars.
now you listen to me, [name]. you got the makings of greatness in you, but you got to take the helm and chart your own course.
look at you, glowing like a solar fire.
you're something special, [name].
let me make this as... monosyllabic as possible.
how did i describe them?
i said something rather good this morning before coffee.
there you go. poetry.
i'm an astronomer, not a doctor!
i am a doctor, but i'm not that kind of doctor. i have a doctorate. it's not the same thing. you can't help people with a doctorate.
you just sit there and you're useless.
i won't bore you with my scars.
oh shut up. you know i don't mean a word of it.
i'm starting to see my life pass in front of my eyes.
you have wonderful eyes.
yes, you. i have a question.
is it that your body is too massive for your teeny-tiny head, or is it that your head is too teeny-tiny for your big fat body?
i have one more question.
is this yours?
well, this has been a fun day.
without the map, we're dead.
if we try to leave, we're dead.
what a joke.
at least you taught me something.
that's just what i'm gonna do.
you still don't know how to pick your fights.
are you saying this because it's the right thing, or because you really want to go?
playing games, are we?
thanks for the lift, guys.
don't mention it.
this is the answer to all our problems!
don't you remember? all those stories?
would you please explain how ridiculous this is?
it's totally preposterous! traversing the galaxy alone!
now at last we hear some sense.
you flatter me, [name].
i feel like such a useless weakling.
stay out of trouble!
that was more fun than i ever want to have again.
so... uh. how'd that happen anyway?
i've got two new friends i'd like you to meet.
are your parents around?
i've got some plans to make people see me a little different.
sometimes plans go astray.
you take care now.
this should be a wonderful opportunity for the two of us to get to know one another.
with the greatest possible respect, zip your howling screamer.
we're about to get under way!
i'll follow you.
you know the rules.
maybe your ears don't work so well.
i just don't want to see you throw away your entire future.
i don't know how you manage it.
did you actually aim for that?
what is all this stuff?
wait wait wait! what about the treasure?
i don't want to lose you.
i'll make you proud.
i'm sorry, my memory isn't what it used to be.
i say we kill them all now.
all my life, i've been waiting for an opportunity like this.
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Out-of-context things I’ve said at work
“My candles are too linear - oh fuck off!”
“This is fine. Everything is fine.”
“This is a bookstore people don’t read.”
“You gotta pay if you wanna munch!”
“I can’t leave I’m [name]’s emotional support animal.”
*hands [name] something they absolutely don’t want* “Merry Christmas!”
“BLINK MOTHERFUCKER!”
“Hey, what did you do with chainman saw?” *pause* “wait”
“Oh, y'know, everything’s great. We’re thriving. I’m thriving. It’s fine.”
*in response to something that’s Not Good* “Oh, happy days.”
*in a sing-song voice" “Mamma Mia, here I go again-”
“Do you think if I went into receiving and screamed they would hear me?”
“Ma'am, this is the US, not the UK.”
“I refuse to believe Patterson or Clinton actually wrote this.”
“I might turn into Gollum once this holiday season is over.”
“If you find it I might actually cry because we looked for it everywhere the other day.”
“Zone three is where dreams go to die.”
“I found extra doorknobs but no flashlights.”
“I can count I swear.”
“Unless someone has a strong emotional attachment to this box, I’m going to flatten it.”
“Someone done goofed big time. Yikes.”
“This store is cursed.”
“As you can see… I’m dying.”
“I think a unicorn exploded.”
“It has the consistency of cottage cheese what the fuck.”
“Oh hey the shark’s headless again.”
“I miss the slugs.”
“I am going to go feral.”
“What if we all just hid and not open today?”
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SHIT ME AND THE BESTIES SAY
* a compilation of silly things said between me and my friends on discord. change pronouns as needed. some triggering or inappropriate content may be present.
you took one look at it and decided it was so sexy i couldn't have done it
she's an everything bagel bitch isn't she
strike first, strike hard, hydrate yourself
i'll go full gremlin
YOU ARE SUCH A LITTLE SHIT
they saw each other, asked 'is anyone going to loathe him?' and didn't wait for an answer
i only write with hotties
okay baddie!
the gasp that i gusped
that is a big part of it and that is why my therapist hates you
they're called wisdom teeth because if you were wise you'd die before having to have them removed
look i can't wait for her to get stabbed
i said infiltrate the enemy not penetrate the enemy
i'll have fun in my mojo dojo danish casa house by MYSELF
it's not traumatizing enough, there needs to be PAIN
i can't math, i'm bi what do you want from me
but who are we shit talking? is it me? that bitch deserves it i know
you are? i are too
hey buddy. name. buddy. bud. fuck you
i had to, how you say, share the wealth
she's never mean to me and i just get to watch and giggle, it's a win win
oh my god can we both be bears
you can't divorce me we have a soul tie silly
we shared the trauma because we are all in this together
this is so anxietycore of us bye
i think she had some repressed emotions
it was not mindful or demure
for better and worse. we're all demons together. holding hands evilly.
ah beans my arm has been twisted
son no he'll kill you!
is this the start of your hear me out cake? because immediately no
he's like a stale peep
play tonight or die
if i can scare men into leaving me alone that's a win for me personally
want me to stab her? it'll be a baby stab. not fatal
you don't know our inventory!
can you humble my best friend, she's mean
they can metaphorically tell me in dumb words because what the shit
we love self deprecating kings!
don't want to disappoint santa . . . or jesus
kiss it better and we're even
am i killing my organs?
took my valium cheers lmfao
for legal reasons this is a joke
i don't think i'm the only one whose name is bitch here!!!!
our new names are bitchy and bitchier, and i don't know who bitchier is
you wanna like .... pick who goes into hell
netflix has put the age limit of gilmore girls as 10+ because of the "horror" elements. what horror netflix? the horror of becoming your parents?
hello, i am born and bred in the asshole factory
yes i will pet you like a moth
he is both slim and shady
in fact I am going to BECOME a capybara. not just be around them
life is a horror movie
WHY DO WE HAVE A KNIFE
oh is grandpa gonna commit a murder?
i have no words. i am shooketh
quit crying over the hunger games
the cobra koolaid tasted like booty anyway
i barely tolerate you
but name missa love you
he's crispy and hard on the outside but still soft and gooey on the inside
YOU KILLED YOUR WIFE. AGAIN.
can i hide in your closet and will you bring me snacks?
hey assholes. we don't beat up our friends
this show stresses me out
I'M GONNA BEAT HIS LITTLE BIRD ASS
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HOPE MIKAELSON Legacies
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Characters:
Ethan Wilson-Keene – central figure (the survivor)
Talia Walker ( @vipersunion ) – central figure (the survivor)
Terry Silver ( @opponentcompel / @valleykarate ) – phantom adversary (the orchestrator)
Ezra Nephus ( @immortal1ty ) – phantom adversary (the manipulator)
Allison Argent ( @taughtwrath ) – phantom adversary (the executioner)
Robby Keene – a ghost of fear & grief, serving as a haunting reminder of what Ethan is terrified of losing (the dead)
synopsis: ethan & talia have been missing for weeks, hunted like animals through the endless stretch of woods after barely escaping their captors. tortured, broken, & running on nothing but sheer willpower, they have no choice but to keep moving—because the hunters tracking them are real, their bullets are real, & the next mistake they make could be their last.
but the nightmare isn’t just in the chase. somewhere along the way, a hex was placed on them, tangling their minds together in a cruel, shared hallucination that blurs the line between reality & delusion. exhaustion makes it impossible to fight against, leaving them trapped in a waking dream where familiar ghosts whisper from the trees, their voices dripping with malice.
talia sees ezra—her ex-boyfriend, the warlock who once had her addicted to his blood, who wormed his way into her life & tore it apart from the inside. he moves through the forest like a shadow, taunting her, his presence as suffocating as it was when she was under his spell.
ethan sees allison, her bow raised, her aim perfect. the ghost of a girl who once stood for something righteous now lurks in the dark, her arrows pointed at the people ethan loves. but the worst part isn’t the way she smirks when she looses her shot—it’s who she’s aiming at.
then there’s silver, the voice behind it all. the puppeteer pulling the strings of their delusions, whispering commands like they’re still his to control.
they stumble through the undergrowth, trying to tell themselves none of it is real, but it’s getting harder to believe when the hallucinations keep bleeding into reality.
talia: (hollow, distant) "what if the pack doesn’t find us?"ethan: (gritted teeth) "stop. don’t think about that."talia: (flat) "maybe they’re not even looking."ethan: (sharper than he means to be) "they’re looking."talia: (voice wavering) "if they were looking, they would’ve found us by now."ethan: (firmly) "we’re gonna be fine."talia: (disbelieving) "yeah? you sure? ‘cause last time i checked, it’s been weeks, ethan. weeks."ethan: (shaking, desperate to hold on) "we just have to keep going. they’ll find us soon."talia: (quietly) "what about silver & allison?"ethan: (tensely, icily) "i can fucking handle them both."talia: (pressing) "can you?"ethan: (jaw clenched) "i’ve made it this goddamn far, haven’t i? what about you with ezra?"
a voice cuts through the trees, cold & commanding.
allison: (from nearby) "targets are in range."ezra: (mocking, smug) "sir, permission to fire?"silver: (calm, cruel) "granted, soldiers. fire at will."
talia turns her head, & there they are—ezra, allison, & silver, standing just beyond the trees, watching. waiting. her heart pounds in her chest, panic rising in her throat. she sees them—sees ezra lift his gun, sees allison nock an arrow, sees silver’s cold eyes watching from the shadows.
talia: (whispering, fearful) "ethan..."
a shot rings out.
the impact sends ethan crashing to the forest floor, blood blooming across his chest like a spreading wound of fire. his breathing falters. his fingers twitch. his gaze locks onto talia’s—confused, desperate, like he’s trying to understand what just happened.
then his body stills, blood staining his shirt, his eyes wide open & unseeing.
talia freezes.
talia: (screaming) "no!"
but the hallucinations don’t stop there.
bonus: ethan’s hallucination of robby dying in front of him, killed by allison, a nightmare born from his deepest fears




across the clearing, ethan watches in horror as allison turns, bow drawn, & this time, the arrow isn’t aimed at him—it’s aimed at robby.
his breath catches.
the string releases.
the arrow flies.
robby crumples to the ground.
satisfied with her kill, allison smiles.
ethan stumbles forward, the world twisting, the hallucination wrapping its hands around his throat, & his voice breaks as he barely chokes out the only name that matters.
ethan: (softly, shattered) "...robby?"
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THE BEAR (2022-)
#; we'll go deeper than the ink beneath the skin of our tattoos ( ethan wilson )#; blood of the covenant is thicker than the water of the womb ( theo raeken )
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She got a name yet? Not yet. But I was thinking maybe Sophia. Then there's Carol, too. And... Andrea. Jacqui. Patricia. Or... Lori. I don't know. Little ass-kicker.
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HOW DO THE WOODS CHANGE YOU?
THE MERLIN — you don't recall when exactly it happened, but you know you're glad it did. all your mortal worries faded as your skin turned to bark, your hair to leaves, your fingers to twigs. in the peace of the woods, you're at home. you feel you know what it actually means to be still, to observe, to watch the world spin in the seasons.
tagged by : @taughtdefense
tagging: you !
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ever since sensei silver had shown up, training has gotten a lot rougher. he'd bring out new training machines designed to showcase just how inept they were and how far they had left to go. he's started to separate them more, sometimes into smarter groups, individual sessions, or pairing them up with one of the other senseis. today she'd met up with sensei kim deep into the woods. she'd led her to a big tree stub and made her punch it past the point of her knuckles bleeding. when she'd finally been let go it was with a promise that next time wouldn't be so easy.
her left hand was mostly okay, it's her right that had still been coated in blood when she'd shown up outside her brother's apartment. she shouldn't be there, she had been told repeatedly how big of a traitor he was, but she doesn't want to worry vana or nova and who else did she really have? she didn't want to wallow in her own hurt.
the cold helps numb the pain, it, however, does nothing to help with the awkwardness of sitting there at his kitchen table. there's so much they should talk about that she knows better to bring up. ❝ it's more or less healed up. ❞ it's better than nothing.
@taughtdefense's right she hasn't really looked at it. her jeans are stained from wiping the blood off. besides checking to see if they were still dripping she's avoided looking too closely. ❝ I'm not bleeding or anything. ❞ she shrugs.
❝ it wasn't silver. ❞ that's the part that annoys her the most. ❝ you think silver gives a shit about me? he's too busy getting his new male champ in line, he couldn't care less about us girls. ❞ she can't even care too much because he's not her first sensei that prioritized the boys, hell the entire fucking valley did. putting in a girl division was the board's attempt at making people care about them, but all it did was make sure every dojo had their one token girl. switching dojos wouldn't make anyone take her more seriously. ❝ ever since nichols won these new senseis have been going on a fucking power trip. ❞ it pisses her off.
she looks up at him. he's being nicer than usual, a lot nicer than he's ever really been towards her since they've been on different sides of this whole war. not that she's been much better. ❝ yeah, that'd be nice. thanks. ❞
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What Chess Piece represents you?
Black Knight
You are a Black Knight, the black sheep, the underdog. As the only piece that can jump over others, you can easily get yourself in and out of situations - always catching people off guard with your charisma and cunning. You move in the shadows, trading information with shady people, getting the upper hand through not always good methods. How far do you think this road can take you? For all your charisma or cunning, lies can only get you so far. One day, that mask you've put on will slip, and you'll be left defenseless. But until then, oh black knight, live like there's no tomorrow - because there might not be.
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11k celebration: top 50 m/f friendships (as voted by my followers) #40. marcel gerard and davina claire - the originals
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𝐊𝐎𝐑𝐄, 𝐊𝐎𝐑𝐄, 𝐅𝐀𝐔𝐍𝐀 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐅𝐋𝐎𝐑𝐀 𝐇𝐎𝐖 𝐃𝐈𝐃 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐆𝐄𝐓 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐎𝐍𝐄? 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐌𝐀𝐃𝐄 𝐀 𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐋, 𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐃 𝐃𝐀𝐅𝐅𝐎𝐃𝐈𝐋𝐒 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐀 𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐃𝐎𝐌 𝐎𝐅 𝐀𝐒𝐇 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐁𝐎𝐍𝐄 independent, private original character with crossover verses such as descendants
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bitterness of circumstance
“relay” by fiona apple // im glad my mom died, jennette mccurdy // “your best american girl” by mitski // neon genesis evangelion (1995) // “jealousy, jealousy” by olivia rodrigo // “alien blues” by vundabar // interview with the machine woman, joan tierney
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Gilmore Girls "Say Goodnight, Gracie" // Sue Zhao
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