“And then suddenly Venom is right there, growing up and up and up, a whole body suddenly in front of Eddie, taller than him and connected only where their hands are clasped together. Not alone.”
Post-movie: Venom is kinda weak. Eddie is kinda sad. They have feelings. (The title was ‘Ye Softe and Most Gentle AlienFuck’ for the longest time. Which is kinda what it is.)
Get Out (2017)
The opening of the film is partially inspired by the opening of Halloween (1978), which Jordan Peele describes as a subversion of “the perfect white neighborhood.”
I know exactly what the fucking reply is. I don’t need to look closely, I know exactly which motherfucker you put in the distance
how we act alone when we don’t feel like we have witnesses.. that is the genuine self.. me walking around my room punching the air talking to myself in a bad southern accent, that’s ME baby. you’re never going to know me like i know me. haha.
We need a name for the shock-trauma that comes from reading a long fic, chapter after chapter, barely pausing to eat let alone pay attention to what chapter you’re on, and then scrolling down to click a button that isn’t there. There needs to be a word for the way all of the emotions you’ve been carrying that were hurtling forward with you as you read non stop, suddenly crash into a wall around you. There needs to be a word for the way you’re abruptly unbalanced and lost. There needs to be a word for how you futilely attempt to refresh the page, even though you know the next chapter won’t appear.
I can think of no starker demonstration of commercialisation destroying culture than the fact that Rickrolling doesn’t work anymore because YouTube plays an unskippable two-minute ad first.
AU – Modern fantasy, werewolf!Bucky, Witch!Steve, Post-Serum Steve Rogers, Winter Soldier Bucky Barnes, witch!Sam, were!nat, Dreamsharing, dreamsex, Canon-Typical Violence, Bottom Bucky Barnes, more plot-specific tags to be added, not a/b/o, Pining
Bucky Barnes is a lot of things:
– a nurse – the owner of a dorky dog that’s too big for his own good – a lot older than he looks (by a lot more than you’d guess) – one of the last born-werewolves of his generation (namely due to point number one)
He’s also one of the most powerful werewolves in New York City, not that he uses that power for more than keeping up with his work and playing with his dog.
But, when the once-in-two-hundred-years lunar event known to wolves as the Triple Moon comes along, Bucky’s more than a little peeved to get to Central Park to find cloud cover blocking the majority of the power the moon is supposed to be giving him.
And then he finds an unconscious man in a clearing.
He doesn’t connect the two, though in retrospect he should have – witches are sneakier than they appear.
Student facing an Animation teacher who’s about to watch a McElroy animatic for the 479th time this year: so I don’t know if you’ve ever heard of them, but for my project
yall would live much happier lives if you would stop to think “is this about me?” before starting pointless shit.
you don’t need to accuse a post about safe sex of being aphobic. someone talking about the struggles of being bi doesn’t need you saying they should be a lesbian instead. if someone talks about a nice thing their dad did they don’t need you replying about shitty men are
so many people around here are so rude and bitter that it almost seems like they’re trolling but they’re not! they’re just horribly self centered
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