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yall my wifi has been out for almost 2 days and i finally got my phone hooked up again ✌️

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get yer one–liners ,  get yer one–liners RIGHT HERE !   mutuals can like for a random one–liner while i watch freddy’s nightmares .   i’ll cap be capping at TEN .

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i cant find any videos of freddy’s nightmares anywhere that isnt in 180p lmfao

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i made these just because of the claw motions

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i need to gif every time that fred holds the claw up near his face because its usually either a “OH SHIT” moment or a “big think” moment and i could meta about that tbqh

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dream child is an awful movie but in fairness, it did give me this

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why is dream child such a god awful movie btw

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get yer one--liners ,  get yer one--liners RIGHT HERE !   mutuals can like for a random one--liner while i watch freddy’s nightmares .   i’ll cap be capping at TEN .

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i’ve been battling w myself for like, 4 days on whether or not i should meta about Dad Fred or Child Fred.

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absolutely wild that fred was never hugged once as a child. absolutely insane that he was never told he was loved. absolutely nutter

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losing followers over a gay post like

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@cryslake​   said  :    steals a kiss

    he     doesn’t     object.     in     fact,     from     his     relaxed     position     in     that     ridiculous     plastic     lawnchair,     he     looks     particularly     tickled.     wide,     sharp     and     smarmy     grin     spread     so     tight     across     his     distorted     features,     he     looks     more     like     he’s     just     slaughtered     a     house     of     delinquents     rather     than     having     just     been     on     the     receiving     end     of     a     surprise     kiss.     you     don’t     really     expect     that     kind     of     thing     when     you’re     fred     krueger----     bringer     of     nightmares,     charred     to     a     crisp,     and     less     appealing     than     a     sweaty     door-to-door     salesman     in     a     wrinkled     suit.     expect     the     unexpected,     but     there     were     limits     on     that     saying.     especially     things     one     considered     otherworldly     in     nature—     like     pigs     flying     or     the     sky     pissing     out     cats     and     dogs.     or     like     jason     planting     a     quick     kiss     on     his     disfigured     lips.     really,     it     was     the     sheer     strangeness     of     it     that     got     him     so     amused.

    any     initial     shock     was     quickly     slathered     over     with     that     obnoxiously     smug     grin,     generously     painted     over     to     conceal     any     hint     at     weakness.     strange,     sure.     otherworldly ?     definitely.     unwanted ?     no,     christ,     no.     maybe     it     was     the     boredom     talking,     or     maybe     the     scrambled     eggs     for     a     brain     frying     in     his     head,     but     this     surprise     was     far     from     unacceptable.

    unhooking     his     leg     from     where     it     had     sat     on     his     knee,     fred     playfully     nudged     jason’s     thigh     ( the     closest     thing     to     him,     considering     the     stark     difference     in     height )     with     the     tip     of     his     boot,     and     craned     his     neck     back     further     to     look     up     at     him     fully.

    ❝   that’s     it,     big     guy ?     never     struck     me     as     the     one     and     done     type—     considerin’     the     body     count     on     you.   ❞      he     croons,     the     grin     on     his     face     growing     further,     and     further,     until     it     was     simply     impossible     for     it     to     be     that     wide.     a     single     bladed     finger     curls     at     him,     slow,     beckoning,     in     a     languid     come-hither     motion.

   ❝   don’t     be     a     tease,     sugartits.     i     ain’t     got     the     patience     for     it.     get     back     here.   ❞

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i'm actually so close to either making a michael or ghostface because of these new slasher blogs

do it coward

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i just wanna reiterate this as a bunch of dbd blogs have been following me:

one.   i haven’t played dbd and probably won’t. i know the gist of the game premise, but honestly it doesn’t really interest me. two.   even if i had played it, the dbd fred is based on the reboot elm street/jackie earle freddy, which i refuse to acknowledge exists. three.   this blog is 100% movie based. no comics, video game adaptations, ect. mr.englund is the only fred i acknowledge on blog.

thanks for understanding

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Freddy’s Dead: The Final Nightmare Directed by Rachel Talalay (1991)