#Mark the actor
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shabeeboothedrawingender · 8 months ago
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I just re watched WKM, DAMIEN and WMW and I was over analysing characters, specifically the Colonel.
I realised that in multiple scenes, he gets really vulnerable (upset, in shock, etc.) but then he acts really defensive.
Example:
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This is the scene where Damien walks in on the two pointing guns at eachother. William is shocked and kinda looks guilty, afraid in a way, but he quickly gets defensive.
Another example:
During this same scene, the Chef bonks William on the head. During this, William backs away, ducks down and, to me, looks intimidated, but he quickly acts defensive again.
Another example:
During the start of Chapter 4, Benjamin tells William to do the right thing, when he says this William looks absolutely shocked, gobsmacked, sad and possibly even afraid. But, after Benjamin finishes speaking, he quickly acts defensive again.
One more example:
When we wake up after the upside down scene, he actually acts shocked and sad when we're awake, but he quickly gets defensive again claiming that he didn't do it etc.
Personally, I feel like the Colonel is one who doesn't like to act all weak and vulnerable in front of others and instead in a room alone. This is most likely because he is a Colonel, an army man who is supposed to be intimidating and tough. This could also be because of the time WKM is set in, which is 1931 I believe, and I'm pretty sure that during those times, men were seen as tough and they never showed their feelings in front of others otherwise they were seen as weak.
I dunno if anyone has addressed this before but I decided to.
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foxtamer113 · 7 months ago
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Pre-WKM
Mark: Celine told me I'm dumb as a rock.
Mark: I guess my mind is sharp, and shiny, and molded by the rad force of the elements!
William: I think she was just calling you names.
Mark: Maybe.
Mark: Why give her the satisfaction of hurting my feelings? It's not what a shiny topaz would do. ✨️
Meanwhile
Celine: Anyways, I think he started a gem collection after my sick burn.
Celine: He's so stupid. I love him so much.
Damien: Your approach to flirting is weird and likely to backfire.
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wispy-fox · 4 months ago
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Prev/Next
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deadweightwritings · 1 year ago
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A NIGHT OUT [snippet]. TFR SERIES. policeoc!xdamien/darkiplier
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SLAM.
A duo of people directed their attention toward the noise. Joe was surprised she didn’t break the car windows from the ricochet, she stormed over to the trunk of her car and opened it, swinging a shotgun over her shoulder, and tightening the holster under her arm. She made her way to the trio.
“Evening.” She said as a greeting and Abe stepped forward,
“Alright, so here’s what we’re doing—” “What are we doing exactly?” Joe eyed the French door opening, semi-paying attention to Abe.
“Investigating.”
“Abe, just say we don’t have a solid plan. Just don’t stray too far from anyone. Though everyone but Abe knows these grounds well enough to not need a map.” Her gaze switched to the staff of the manor, who nodded and Benjamin didn’t hide the fact he was an anxious mess being back here. The chef’s face has a hint of contortion as is someone spat in his face. Though he always did.
“You guys alright?” Benjamin nervously smiled and nodded at her whilst the chef grunted, straightening up. Yeah, everything is grand. Amidst her inner monologue, a loud BAM echoed through her eardrums.
Abe had kicked the fucking French doors in.
“Great, now all of LA knows we’re here, Abe.” She sighed through her teeth, following the group ahead into the manor. It was eerie, being within the walls of past highs and lows of her life. Gearing her eyes to scan every inch of the front entrance, she realized Abe had dragged Benjamin with him down the hallway, and the chef zoned in of checking on his beloved kitchen.
So, there she stood in the middle of the cold marble floor by herself.
She soon reared the corner into a large open room, high ceilings and windows complimenting sleek walls. Her gut felt uneasy to be back in this place, where she’d almost been killed by the man she cradled after a suicide attempt. The memories clawed at her, begging to be opened and seen in her mind’s eye. Though only slivers shone through, and Joanna paused.
There was someone else with her.  
Calling out ‘who’s there’ seemed out of the question, but she felt the fate of her life was in danger by this presence. Her head tweaked around, back and forth to scan the room and she found nothing. No one. Her hand snaked under to her knife holster under her arm, inside her coat.
“Do you intend to harm me?” Joanna nearly shrieked at the sudden voice and no moment detected for someone else to be there. Her arm jolted to throw the knife at what she saw in her peripheral. And what she saw, she wished she hadn’t.
The knife stuck into the wall next to the figure. And then, silence. Jade met charcoal. But, he doesn’t have black eyes. Joanna’s stomach twisted, bile wanting to expel from her body to cleanse it from the stress of this situation. This man had a pressed ebony suit on with a matching long tie and misshapen hair. This man had grey tinted skin that was doubling before Joanna’s very eyes, and the clashing colors of cherry and cyan made her head pound. This man had the face of someone she once loved dearly, though she knew it was not the same person.
“I know who you are.” This startled Joanna. Her steps faltered, standing with her fists at her side.
“Who…are you?” The hoarse, damaged voice that seemed to echo out of her mouth reached his ears, and surprised him.
“I’m not sure. Do you happen to know?” God fucking knows at this point.
“…No. N-Not in th-the slightest.” The stutter in her voice was horrid in Joanna’s opinion, she had never been so conflicted mentally and physically in her life. The figure tilted his head at her response, but she couldn’t tell if it was out of confusing or distrust of what she had said.
“You are…Joanna.” The halt in his speech made her doubt him for a second and Joe did not think she'd carry a conversation with him further.
“Yes. How-How do you know that?” She had wished someone would find her, call for her to break what she was experiencing. The man shifted on his feet, trying to make sense of her facial structure. He knew her name, her face, though he didn’t know where she’s from in his memory. The feeling of nostalgia floods him but it means absolutely nothing to him. Just who is she?
“I don’t know.” Joanna scoffed, changing her gaze to the massive mirror on the wall, cracked from the middle outward. She saw a woman who was baffled, heartbroken, and furious. Too bad she was looking at her reflection.
“Joe! Where are you?” Abe’s booming voice echoed out from outside her filed of vision and her head swerved back to the man before her. Who was gone.
“God…Fuck!” Joanna whispered under her breath as she practically power walked out of the room toward Abe’s voice, wiping sweat from her forehead. His broad shoulders came into her view and she was thankful to see him,
“What the hell were you thinking, exploring like that?” His eyes held fear more than anger at her disappearance from the rest of them. Joanna rubbed at her eyes with her forefingers.
“I couldn’t tell you, detective. I’m here now so let’s continue.” God, she wishes this night was over before it even started.
What do you think?
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shabeeboothedrawingender · 6 months ago
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Hell yeah. The boys.
Pride month ended but bactor are still gay
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alcordraws · 2 months ago
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Other people typcasting mark: the saddest, wettest, most tired looking Guy you've ever seen
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Mark typcasting himself: incredibly unhinged terrible little entity fueled by the power of Fuck You
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moonlight-ee · 3 months ago
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That’s America’s ass!
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minnnieminmin · 1 year ago
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Chris Pratt using his normal voice as Garfield meanwhile Robert Pattinson over here using his most fucked up gremlin voice to play a bird that you wouldn't even know it was him until you saw the credits
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shabeeboothedrawingender · 9 months ago
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Are you gays serious right now???
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¯\_(ツ)_/¯ (got the idea from a tumblr post and @ego-plier)
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rebar2042 · 1 month ago
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Out of Character
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shabeeboothedrawingender · 3 days ago
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MERRY CHRISTMAS!!
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bubblesbinxs · 9 months ago
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it’s currently 2am where i am so technically 4th of april.. Happy 2 Years ISWM !!!!!!!
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shabeeboothedrawingender · 4 months ago
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Silly silly.
markiplier video where its very obviously Actor mark and he keeps referring to Dark as his ex wife and enemy
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wispy-fox · 9 months ago
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Yes they are and we're here for it, lol
@emilyrox
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eyesore-boi · 2 months ago
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Me when I'm about to reunite with my childhood friend whose been spending possibly an eternity in a constant loop just to tell him he's going to be the villain in my super cool original story:
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(I've seen this screenshot being pased around, but i've yet to see one directly relating to these two chucklefucks, so....i'll do it myself-)
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zanephillips · 3 months ago
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GEOFFREY SCOTT Dynasty (1981–1989) 3.13 "Danny"
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