#Unrat

[gutachter]

Haus- und Wohnungsübergaben

„…Wohnungsübergaben, Hausübergaben oder die Übergabe von Gewerbeimmobilien sind nicht immer ohne Komplikationen zu bewältigen. Ob es nun ein gewerblicher Pachtvertrag ist, der die Nutzung der Gewerbeimmobilie umfasste und aufgelöst wird, oder der Mietvertrag einer Wohnung oder eines Hauses. Die Probleme sind oft ähnlich. So sehen die Mieter/Pächter manchmal nicht ein oder bemerken es womöglich…

[ruhlerhof]

Bank Eicklinger Weg

In diesen Blog möchte ich euch ein paar Fotos aus meinen privaten Archiv aus der Nähe von Bokelskamp zeigen. Es handelt sich hierbei um die Bank mit dem Zusatzschildauf den Hinweis der Müllmitnahme auf der Position 32 U 578540 5825033 im Verlauf des Eicklinger Weg zwischen Bokelskamp und Groß Eicklingen in der Nähe des dortigen Löns-Stein. Die Fotos für diesen Blog habe ich im August 2021…

[sigalrm]

Happy New Year 2024! by Pascal Volk

[x-inc4nd3scent-x]

at a lost for words in the realization i get to see this scene in theaters.

[ladylightning]

the creature from lisa frankenstein is quite literally the embodiment of "no grave can hold my body down// i'll crawl home to her"

[liverralonee]

does anyone know where someone (me) could watch the scream 1996 NC-17 version? ive been searching for it forever and the only things i’ve been able to find are the region 2 japanese DVD, from 1997 and 2002 which apparently have it, and some of the VHS tapes of the movie from 1997 do as well.

it’s not that big of a deal technically because it’s only about 20 seconds of added or slightly changed footage, but it’s my favorite movie ever and it just means a lot to me that one day i get to finally watch the full movie as it was originally intended before it was given the NC-17 and they had to remove some of these scenes

[nico-theniner]

Last night I dreamt that the only thing that made saw unrated ‘unrated’ was that Lawrence said to Adam “I didn’t know they let faggotty, tranny, ladyboys in here” (here being the saw trap) and then the rest of the movie was the exact same

[gethighdropacidneverdie]

DO NOT DO DRUGS!! U WILL THINK ABOUT SAW AND ITS TOO MANY PLOT TWISTS!!

[kinichval]

haiiii ;3 can i request kinich and a reader who’s like half siren? like in h20 where when they’re dry they have legs and mualani finds her injured and keeps her in the springs and one night when he goes to see her she’s singer and he like falls in love? i’m not the best with ideas but ignore if you don’t want to lol

hi !! ty for requesting :3 i love the idea so i gave it a shot. i'm not deep into the siren mythology so i switched the lore and tried my best writing this one < 3

"you can't just take in a random stranger in your house just because they're injured, mualani."

"but they were suffering and needed urgent help!"

"then, you should've taken them to the clinic. who knows how severe their injuries are or if they have good intentions."

the conversation of your savior and a stranger stirs you awake from your slumber, eyes fluttering open as your mind gradually processes that it is time to get up. well, maybe if your legs weren't a bit impaired then standing up would've been useful.

except you're not in the best shape as you found yourself tangled in washed-ashore seaweed causing you to trample over rocks and bruising your legs; this means that you can not transform back to your siren appearance (and vice versa if your tail was injured). thank archons, your ridiculous situation ended soon when a kindhearted mualani decided to tend your injuries.

you were honest with your true self with mualani, believing in your instincts that she is as kind as she shows herself to be. like you, she was one with the waters, a soul that's tied to the flow of the oceans and destined to live freely just as the waters liberty to just be.

in the silence of mualani's shelter where you rest and heal, there's the envy creeping up in your heart that you desperately want to repress. but no, it makes itself known for you are not like mualani.

mualani is a free-spirited surfer, an adventurer of the seas; while you were a siren shunned out by society, viewed as a menace and a threat to the land's safety. kill a siren on sight before they destroy your life is what the people would say.

but you do not have the heart to decline her kindness, rather you want to see her heart as a chance to be seen by humans in a different light. because if mualani can, then why can't they?

still, you uphold the value that your mother had instilled in you; there's no point in proving your kindness when they do not believe in your existence. so you remain hidden within the confines of mualani's home, waiting for your injury to subdue until you're able to become siren again.

"kinich, this is yn. yn, this is 'malipo' kinich." mualani introduced you to a trusted friend of hers with enthusiasm high enough to reach the heavens. simply, you give the dendro user a nod and a gentle smile, he returns the gesture with a civil nod of acknowledgement. kinich's reserved attitude is intimidating, given that mualani is the only human you had ever interacted with, you're confused how human relations work and whether the land culture is different from those who reside under the waters.

you trust that mualani hasn't let a word out about your identity, yet it doesn't assure you when you feel the man's skepticism clawing at your skin as if he's ready to capture you the moment he confirms your true nature.

or maybe you're just overthinking.

kinich never intended for his lingering stare to feel like a dagger pointed at your neck, on the contrary, he harbors the curiosity to learn about you. he often finds how his mind wanders off to mualani's newfound friend whenever the usually occupied space in his head is vacant. who is she? why is he so subconsciously adamant on knowing her? only he fails to grasp a clear picture of reason as to why the voices inside his head are telling him to seek at least a fragment of her soul.

"mualani, thank you for taking care of me."

as a parting token, you granted mualani to experience your siren form. the two of you are within the privacy of the springs that only a few ever come to visit under the moonlit night sky.

your heart sinks at the thought of returning back to the deep, uncertain if you shall ever come up to the surface once your clan learns about your predicament knowing that despite you were well taken care of, they will only emphasize the what-ifs and assert the dangers of a siren caught on land.

natlan's springs are peaceful. you requested to have time in the waters for yourself the next night; promising that when morning comes, you are off to return to the ocean where you belong. but right now, you are neither your ascribed identity or whom you want be, you are just part of the waters.

cold air hits your skin, you lightly splash the water with your luminescent tail and softly smile at the quietness. sometimes, the water doesn't have to be constantly flowing, staying still is alright.

in the midst of your solitude, you hum a tune that your mother used to lull you to sleep when you were a young siren. your voice mimics the gentleness of a mother's love, a cradling feeling of tenderness and comfort. slowly, it shifts to a song, your voice becoming louder and alluring.

and just like a serenade, your song had captivated a certain saurian hunter's attention, he stands on the opposite edge of the spring right across where you were situated in. your eyes still closed and immersed in your enchanting euphony.

"i believe i'm not under a spell, but allow me to compliment your melody. may i stay here and listen?"

kinich fixes his composure, hiding the nervousness inside his pocket. but oh, the moonlight acts like a spotlight on your figure, your true nature completely open for him to realize that you are not human at all.

but kinich isn't fazed, neither does he yield the urge to capture you in exchange for the prestige that comes with catching a siren alive.

"are you not afraid?"

instead, you were the one afraid, wrapping your arms around your torso as if it's any help in shield your true form from his green and amber eyes.

"i'm fascinated. you are a beauty."

at this point, kinich does not intend to supress his longing need for you. he's conscious and sober, implying that a siren's song is not all about luring prey into the waters.

sometimes, just like yn, a siren's song is an open book to her innermost thoughts and heartbeat's poems. it doesn't need to hold words for kinich to depict the sentiments carried into the wind as she sings; to be known, to be understood.

"may i stay with you for tonight?"

this time, you wish for the moon to stay in its place, for time to pause, and for kinich to stay in the springs with you.

[sawvhs]

i love all versions of saw 2004 equally(lie) i dont have a favorite(watcg the theatrical version)

[nalooksthrough]

Is it bad if I say these two are my two most favourite characters in the show?

[fruitcage]

[flowerprintundies]

Ok ok i found the Anchor Bay 2007 release of

RE-ANIMATOR (1985)

[istoleludwigsbaumkuchen]

WAH I missed the first 15 minutes of saw unrated (and in turn so did my boyfriend who hasn't seen saw yet) and I am once again peeved that the unrated cut cuts out the best line of the movie, but I did cry at the love scene so like, totally worth it

[unrated-g]

I just couldn’t stop thinking about a Shadow version of this Urusei Yatsura moment. This might be the most amount of time I’ve put into essentially a shitpost tbh.

[coolguyalert69420]

just saw saw unrated in theaters and i forgot how funny some of the scenes were