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sizzlingpatrolfox · 1 year ago

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how is it possible to be this delusional about a ship? And that too so confidently? I really hope jks relationship gets revealed. This useless cult needs to die.

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People keep forgetting about late August last year when Jimin went back to Korea after spending a couple of weeks in NYC. He arrived in Korea and a couple of hours later Jungkook was having dinner, alone. It was that time Jungkook went out to eat literally everyday, I think trying out different meat restaurants. Well, Jimin arrived back in Korea after weeks and they didn't even get dinner together lol.

Once or twice might be a coincidence, but if it keeps happening every single time... Wake tf up!!!

It's also so deranged to think two people who are, on the record, FRIENDS have to hide and can't hang out like normal friends do. Literally anyone who's ever been in a gay relationship can tell you that you go out and have a normal life like everyone else does. I get livid everytime I have to see cis straight women talking about being gay and making it sound like it's a Tarantino movie. Newsflash: gay people live normal lives!! The two females friends next to you at that restaurant last week? Probably lesbians! Probably bisexual! The guy bagging your groceries yesterday? Probably gay!! Was there a sign over their heads? It's not like Jimin and Jungkook or any gay person has to go and sit on "Reserved For Gay People" part of a public space.

I think very confidently that Jimin is gay, and that several people around him know that. Did that stop Jimin from having men hug him in his choreography or is it stopping him from getting on all fours and showing his butt to the camera? Is there a flashing sing on his head because of it? No. He just lives his life normally.

"They see each other at home" ALL THE TIME? Girl.... Nobody survives a relationship like that. Even couples have to go out and do regular stuff, regularly. That's what healthy is.

And that's allegedly people who've been married since 1950. Yeah, anyone can survive a relationship when you have jobs and children and you go out and live your life like any normal human being. Now I'd like to see them try to survive a relationship like the one they've made up in their heads about jikook. Scared, lonely, secluded, constantly lying to the point they can't even talk about food. Let's see how long they last.

Even more so, months passed and Jimin said Jungkook didn't cook that meal for him. If they spend SOOOO much time together at home, they would've had time to have a meal together.

Somehow they spent so much time together at home with nothing to do, but Jimin was just informing Jungkook about letter when he arrived at the studio. So much time together in private and somehow Jungkook was wondering who wrote the second verse in SMF2. He didn't know Jimin was doing fan calls. He didn't know when would Jimin be recording for music shows.

Forget about seeing each other. That's all stuff you can literally know by texting someone.

Anyways. This is so boring and I can't keep making lists of all the times they didn't see each other for weeks or probably months.

From here on to two years there'll be more Jungkook once again filmed with women and people will still be acting insane. Larries still act like nothing has changed between Louis and Harry and they've been hiding a gay relationship since 2011. That's exactly the kind of life taekookers and jikookers are headed to.

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haveyouseenthishorrormovie · 8 months ago

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Stats from Movies 901-1000

Top 10 Movies - Highest Number of Votes

Scooby-Doo On Zombie Island (1998) had the most votes with 906 votes. The Privilege (2022) had the least votes with 312 votes.

The 10 Most Watched Films by Percentage

Scooby-Doo On Zombie Island (1998) was the most watched film with 67.3% of voters out of 906 saying they had seen it. The Key (2023) with 0.2% of voters out of 457, and Martin's Close (2019) with 0.2% of voters out of 415, had the least "Yes" votes.

The 10 Least Watched Films by Percentage

The Masque of the Red Death (1964) was the least watched film with 50.3% of voters out of 485 saying they hadn’t seen it. The Tractate Middoth (2013) had the least "No" votes with 5.3% of voters out of 433.

The 10 Most Known Films by Percentage

Frankenweenie (2012) was the best known film, 2.4% of voters out of 622 saying they’d never heard of it.

The 10 Least Known Films by Percentage

Madayen (2016) was the least known film, 93.8% of voters out of 388 saying they’d never heard of it.

The movies part of the statistic count and their polls below the cut.

The Devil Rides Out (1968) In the Dark Half (2012) The Isle (2018) Lord of Tears (2013) The Hole in the Ground (2019) The Hallow (2015) Hollow (2011) The Pit and the Pendulum (1961) The Masque of the Red Death (1964) The Haunted Palace (1963) The Den (2013) The Wolf House (2018) When Black Birds Fly (2015) I Saw the Devil (2010) Speak No Evil (2022) Fall (2022) Paradise Hills (2019) Spoonful of Sugar (2022) Coherence (2013) I See You (2019)

Eden Lake (2008) Magic (1978) Twice-Told Tales (1963) Vile (2011) Velvet Buzzsaw (2019) The Privilege (2022) The Loved Ones (2009) Fender Bender (2016) Cherry Falls (1999) Scooby-Doo On Zombie Island (1998)

Bedevil (1993) The Rezort (2015) Aquaslash (2019) X-Cross (2007) Impetigore (2019) Gonjiam: Haunted Asylum (2018) The Killing of a Sacred Deer (2017) Jeruzalem (2015) The Key (2023) A House in Jerusalem (2023)

Frankenweenie (2012) The Milpitas Monster (1976) Blood Diner (1987) The Sickhouse (2008) Opera (1987) Vampires (1998) Vampires: Los Muertos (2002) Antichrist (2009) Cure (1997) It's Alive (1974)

It's Alive (2009) Donnie Darko (2001) The Second Coming (2014) Delicatessen (1991) Vamp (1986) 13 Beloved (2006) 13 Sins (2014) Jesus Christ Vampire Hunter (2001) Frontier(s) (2007) The Third Saturday in October Part V (2022)

The Third Saturday in October (2022) Tomie (1998) Coven of Sisters (2020) Alucarda (1977) Blood Monkey (2007) The Skin I Live In (2011) Maniac Cop (1988) Phoenix Forgotten (2017) Area 51 (2015) Livid (2011)

976-EVIL (1988) Header (2006) Dachra (2018) Djinn (2013) Leviathan (1989) Halloween III: Season of the Witch (1982) Madayen (2016) Tales from the Crypt: Demon Knight (1995) The Night (2020) Achoura (2018)

It Lives Again (1978) Beau Is Afraid (2023) It's Alive III: Island of the Alive (1987) Dark Dungeons (2014) Teen Lust (2014) Bubba Ho-Tep (2002) The Wraith (1986) The Mutilator (1984) Vampire Hunter D: Bloodlust (2000) Mermaid in a Manhole (1988)

Slashers (2001) Martin's Close (2019) The Tractate Middoth (2013) Julia's Eyes (2010) 30 Days of Night (2007) Otesánek (2000) A Dark Song (2016) The Blackcoat's Daughter (2015) Mr. Jones (2013) I Am the Pretty Thing That Lives in the House (2016)

#recap #not a poll

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talesfromthecrypts · 11 months ago

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Frankly I do need to ask Radio Silence if they've seen the 2011 French vampire horror film Livid

#its important #now i don't think there is any way their movie will get that weird but #now i can't stop thinking about livid

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maxbradley · 1 year ago

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I Feel Sick [2011]

His friends woke up early that morning, despite the fact that their first class didn't start until noon. Zimmeruski was the first to notice that Max was gone. Again. "This... has gone far enough." The tone was unlike anything PJ had ever heard from the usually carefree guy. What he lacked in brains he made up for with a fierce loyalty to his friends, Max especially. The kid seemed to be doing better up to that point. He was as giddy as could be that Halloween night, humming to himself and smiling at some inside joke of his, never ceasing. "What's so funny, Max??" "Oh. Nothing at all." Max's best friend curled his lip in fear. Did he relapse into a depressive state? There was no problem that this boy had before entering college, and now everything Goof said and did aroused suspicion-- Blatantly, after they had caught him nearly choking Brad to death in that classroom, spitting out a vat of poison that flowed to the shards of glass and metal of the lab's expensive equipment...

The door opened. Bobby was fuming. Max took one look at their faces and stumbled, face red hot, sweating, shivering-- "Max!" PJ lifted his head up and slapped him just enough to get him back into consciousness, "Max what happened?! Max!!" A large gloved hand felt all around the damp face, dangerously warm to the touch. The other just stared in disbelief, not sympathy. The boy didn't care or couldn't even perceive the current reality. The realm of his mind was tumultuous with grief, sorrow, fury, hatred, and a forced lust for his Other Half. "High fever. Come on Bobby--help me!" "He doesn't need-- "I said HELP!" One took a hold of his arms which lost their grip on the old clothes and gloves while the other took a hold on his feet, carrying him past the kitchen, into the dorm hallway and to their bedroom, laying him (albeit rather roughly on Bobby's half) on the bed. Max went to coughing violently before a stream of tears leaked through, black keratin a mess mopped over his forehead. The Pauly Shore canine paced back to the entrance, knowing that he had spotted something out of the ordinary. Spotted it was. The mended, newly torn shirt was stained with crusted umber. Blood-- "Wh--What the hell happened to you?!" racing back into the bedroom, fist shaking the cotton garb in Maximilian's face-- "What is this shit?!" Definitely not what Peej had expected. Robert threw the garment aside and his hand threatened to pull the new white shirt off the torso. In a sheer moment of clarity Max wrestled with a suprisingly strong arm, "No!" The gash on his side was all Bobby needed. Then he looked at the bare wrists. By luck the mark on his stomach went unnoticed. "You IDIOT." If PJ hadn't stopped him a wound fist might have given the kid yet another blow-- "You fuckin' idiot!! I can't believe- "Bobby! Hold yourse- "Shut it!" He finally calmed down, which did nothing to lessen the other's fear... Bobby peered down, eyes livid, "I can't. I thought we were your friends. Why?? Why are you keeping secrets from us? WHAT are they?! What's so terrible--making you want to commit suicide?" He wasn't that far from the truth. "This has something to do with that Uppercrust jerk-- "No it's not!!" Just the sound of his name made him all of a sudden aware of the world around him--sitting himself up, "This has nothing to do with him!" The rush to his head knocked him off balance. "Well you know what I think?? If I didn't know any better I'd say you were having an affair with this guy!" Disgust flashed on all three faces. "Why would you say such a thing?" Dead calm. Face still red from the sickness. This caught Zimmeruski off guard. PJ had no words to say at his accusation. "... Fuck it. I'm gone." getting a sweater and backpack off a wooden chair before reaching for his shades. Bobby opened a nearby cabinet and grabbed a pack of smokes before storming off and out of the dorm, slamming the door behind him. PJ was never one to hold combat against anyone. It seemed that his down-to-earth personality wasn't going to get much out of Max's sealed lips. The kid sprawled out on the bed again and coughed some more, "I'm freezing."

"Gotcha." finding a thick, heavy blanket in the cramped closet and covering the shaking frame... "I'm sorry, Max."

#max goof #bradley uppercrust #bradley uppercrust iii #bobby zimmeruski #pj pete #an extremely goofy movie #fanfiction #comic #old art

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argentisms · 7 months ago

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2005. cleveland, ohio.

The first time Allison meets her grandfather, she’s six and he’d missed most of her birthday party. From the moment he walks through the door, something in the room changes. She doesn't know what it is, or understand why -- But her father has a look in his eye that Allison has never seen before. Her grandfather, who introduces himself as Gerard, squats down to her height, kisses her forehead, and tells her happy birthday. Her confusion is evident, only broken by the sound of her mother's voice across the room telling her to Say thank you, Allison. She mumbles a thank you, shuffling away from him so that she can continue playing Barbies with Aunt Kate.

His presence is a strange one, and even as a child, she can sense the tension. Between running around with her friends, she notices the way her parents are no longer paying attention to her -- They keep looking to one another, then Gerard, and back to each other. She doesn't understand it then, but they seem to be having an unspoken conversation, warning glances shared between the three of them. Regardless, it's strange to Allison -- Sure, she'd never met her grandfather before, and he was a little weird, but he was their family, right? Her mother and father always articulated how important their family is. Her summers were spent running around with cousins, why is this man any different?

The only one unaffected is Kate, who still keeps up with Allison each time she grabs her aunt by the hand and drags her away. Later that night, at bed time, she asks her father outright if they don't like grandpa. She can't help her curiosity, the strangeness that came the moment the man walked through the door. She doesn't think she's ever met Gerard before, and her parents don't really talk about him, either. Brows furrow when her father hesitates, opting to tuck her in and brush hair off her forehead before speaking. "We didn't expect him to show up, is all."

Before Allison can ask anything else, her father is halfway to the door. "Sweet dreams, sweetheart." He ends with, flicking the light switch off, and leaving his daughter with more unanswered questions.

2011. raleigh, north carolina.

She’s livid. Every picture from her birthday will be stained by Allison's glare at her mother, and her ever present frown. When they moved here, the now twelve year old knew it wouldn't be permanent. It never was, despite any attempts at trying to convince her parents. Most places, she could swallow down her disappointment, and busy herself by trying to be excited by whatever town or city they up and moved to -- Staring out the car window and day dreaming was a perfected art, something Allison Argent had become well acquainted with. But this place felt different. The neighbors had a daughter her age, Marianne, who she had grown close to in the four months they lived there. The two were inseparable, and often spent their afternoons biking around town and exploring. It was one of the only times her birthday was celebrated by more than her, her parents, and aunt Kate. She had a party with multiple friends, connections and roots established with the kids in their neighborhood and her home school group. It was all painfully normal, and she refused to let go of it.

So she fought her parents every step of the way. Allison knew they would be moving before her parents even announced it -- They gave each other the look at dinner, her mother reaching to hold her daughter's hand as she delivered the news: In two weeks, they'd be moving to Fort Knox. But, as if it were some kind of saving grace, they were able to postpone to the day after Allison's twelfth birthday. It was meant to be a kindness, and all it did was make things worse. Arguments between Allison and her mother had become more common place -- The two squabbling over small things until the other finally conceded. This had become large enough to eclipse any other fight the two had, the next two weeks spent with constant yelling (mostly from Allison), back and forth, and plenty of door slamming. (something that was becoming an Allison Argent Specialty.)

She refused to pack. Any box her mother passive aggressively left in her room or began packing for her was emptied almost immediately. Any conversation about Tennessee or what color she would paint her new room is met with snide remarks, and commentary about how she isn't leaving. Her birthday is the boiling point, the tension amplified once the last guest leaves. It's late, her mother letting the guests stay far later than anticipated in hopes of letting her daughter have one last hurrah with her friends. One final fight breaks out, with Allison screaming about how they're ruining her life and she hates her mother -- Only to have her argument interrupted by her father bursting through the sliding door, bloody and bruised.

What happened next was a blur, with her mother barking orders at her daughter while her father collapses into a kitchen chair. Allison freezes at the scene, horrified by how calm her mother was being. Her father was covered in blood, dark bruises forming and would on his stomach that he was now pressing a rag to. So much for her father 'running a quick errand'. In a matter of seconds her mother is barreling into the room with the first aid kit, leaving her daughter staring at the two in horror. It's unclear how much time passes before her father is trying to tell Allison that he's okay, there's nothing to worry about -- Interrupted by the clear and loud voice of her mother, barking five words at her that send Allison running. Go pack your room, Allison.

They don't talk about it, not really. Through tears and confusion, Allison shoves all of her belongings into various boxes, ready for the movers that arrive at 8 AM sharp. She's silent, in the backseat of the car, staring out the window as her father gives a vague reasoning for what happened. He'd broken up a fight, apparently -- One that had gotten nasty, and the assailant apparently had a knife. Allison doesn't question the answers he gives, choosing to stare out the window and watch her home disappear before her eyes.

She doesn't point out that she'd seen her father's wound. She doesn't point out that there had been three slash marks.

2017. pheonix, arizona.

Kate was.. off. There was something always a bit strange and mysterious about her aunt, but this visit was different. Something had changed, something everyone but her knew. She kept looking to Allison as if she were about to say something, gloat and celebrate — But then refrains at the last minute. Kate continues to bring up her recent trip to California, how it had been reinvigorating. Every time her aunt suggests taking Allison on a trip to northern California, her mother interrupts with a swift That's enough, Katherine. It only piques Allison's curiosity, inspiring her to push back against her mother's insistence -- What ever had happened on Kate's trip, she wanted to know every detail.

Just before she comes downstairs to meet with her aunt and start the night's festivities, Allison catches part of a hushed argument in the kitchen. She can barely make out what they're saying, but she knows it's her father and Kate. You're reckless, he tells her, to which Kate mentions something about solving a problem. There's a muffled back and forth, but what sticks out most is a threat -- If you tell her... She assumes it's about her mother, given how bothered she is by the details of Kate's story. The conflict comes to an abrupt end, making Allison's stomach drop when the silent revelation is made between her father and aunt -- Allison is listening. When she walks into the kitchen, the two are all smiles.

They go out the night of her birthday, with Kate declaring Allison should do all the things she now legally can do being that she's eighteen. The ideal seemed silly, but their night was entertaining, nonetheless. Naturally, Kate has a checklist, and Allison isn't given a choice in the matter. They start simple, with a pack of cigarettes and a scratch off ticket. After a bit of convincing from Kate, she coughs her way through two cigarettes, while sitting on the curb of a 7/11. She manages to win $20 from the scratcher, which Allison uses to buy enough water to soothe the horrible burn at the back of her throat. They end up a tattoo parlor next, where Allison gets a small tattoo of a ladybug on her ankle. She silently prays her parents never notices it, but more so -- She hopes Kate doesn't tease her for tight grip she keeps on her aunt's hand the entire time.

The night finishes out with setting off discount fireworks, from some sketchy man who doesn't even ask for Allison's ID when she insists on buying sparklers and a couple roman candles. Kate tells her more about her trip to California, how she'd met a guy but things didn't work out; That their love affair went up in flames. Through furrowed brows, Allison points out the obvious -- Her aunt isn't telling her something, considering how her mom acts whenever Kate even alludes to the state. All she does is laugh, and promise to explain when you're ready. Through confusion and offense, she tries to push the subject, but Kate waves it off and lights another roman candle.

2023. beacon hills, california.

The fact that this was happening at all was a shock to Allison. She stopped making a big deal out of her birthday years ago -- It was just a day, something to use to get free dessert at an overpriced restaurant. She hadn't even told Scott her birthday was coming up, but Allison wasn't naive enough to think Lydia hadn't grilled him on what he was going to get his girlfriend. It made her laugh to think of what that conversation looked like -- Knowing her best friend, poor Scott was probably cornered on his way to class, given suggestions that felt vaguely like threats. Rather than expensive jewelry or over priced perfume, they spend the weekend camping. In truth, it's exactly what Allison needed.

She spent the last few weeks feeling like a crazy person, thanks to Scott. They'd been together long enough that she liked to think she knew him well enough to pick up on when something was going on -- He was a painfully honest person, it was something she loved about him, but it made him a horrible liar. And over the last month and a half, Scott had been lying about something. To put it plainly, he was being fucking weird. Their plan to have Allison move in with him and Stiles came to an abrupt and incredibly confusing halt -- With a stumbled over explanation about how he 'wasn't ready for it'. She tried to be understanding, show him patience and try to get him to elaborate -- She loves Scott, and was willing to hear him out. But, it's hard not to feel a punch to the gut, between the secrecy, and the way their plans had fallen through. (She was excited to no longer run into a naked Jackson Whittemore pouring himself coffee in the morning.)

They make the two hour drive to Yosemite that morning, the back of her car filled with their camping gear and plenty of snacks. The original plan is just to spend the night, then head home in the morning. She had a class the next day, and he had to work. It's a short trip, but one she's excited for regardless. Her night is spent lying on a blanket next to Scott, pointing out every constellation she can think of. They make s'mores, laughing over childhood stories and poorly mad up ghost stories. The night reminds her of why she'd fallen in love with Scott in the first place, with plenty of I love you's and Thank you for this's peppered in between kisses. She tells him of past birthdays, and how they had grown to feel like something to ignore rather than celebrate. This is kind of a perfect birthday, she points out, grinning ear to ear.

In the morning, rather than pack up when they originally intended too -- She distracts him with her lips on his neck, tugging off her own shirt before he can protest. The idea of spending just a few more hours alone, away from the problems that still live in Beacon Hills, is more than tempting. The idea of leaving just to go back to another boring class sounded like a nightmare. So, Allison turns off her phone, leaving a text from her father unanswered, so that she can try and enjoy this morning a little longer. They eventually leave their tent, going for a small hike around the area as an excuse to spend more time together alone, instead of leaving. Reluctantly, at some point in the late afternoon they finally pack up and leave, returning to the chaos they'd left in Beacon Hills.

#self 002.#self.

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