#drive-in movie theaters

[moodyvoid]

Mr. Compress, walking into a movie theater, buying one ticket and going to his seat.

The lights go down and he takes out several marbles, decompressing them, the rest of the League of Villains all coming out and taking their seats.

[chloecherrysip]

Head empty, only thinking about Ultra Protective Big Brother Mario at all times and how ever since he was a literal baby who just learned to walk, his first, strongest instinct, as unthinking and instantaneous as a reflex, as breathing, has been to position himself in between Luigi and the slightest hint of danger with absolutely ZERO hesitation

(Their expressions are EXACTLY the same in the 1st and 3rd image!!!! Some things never change!!!! LOOK HOW HARD I CAN CRY!!!!!)

[sinusoidaldysfunction]

Crocodile. Give it up for evil women.

[juniperarts]

I think you like pavitr.. Don't know tho, its just a theory after all.

Idk what has you thinking that.

Interesting theory tho 🤔

Curious to know why you think so

He's an ok character I guess

*looks at my icon for a split second* anyways-

Imma go draw (not Pavitr)

[ineskew]

no one warns you of this but the more indie & international films you watch the worse american blockbusters look in comparison. be safe out there

[williammarksommer]

Sacramento 6

Sacramento, California

A Road Home Along the Lincoln Highway series

Hasselblad 500c/m

Kodak Tmax 400iso

[destielmemenews]

Chicken Soup for the Soul files for bankruptcy

https://fortune.com/2024/06/29/redbox-dvd-kiosks-chicken-soup-for-the-soul-chapter-11-bankruptcy-filing/

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[avelyncorner]

This was an insane double feature I LOVE THE DRIVE IN

[hudders-and-hiddles]

(re)watched in 2024: Drive-Away Dolls

[whetstonefires]

A LA MEME. MDZS, Really nice guy who hates only you, hate at first sight?

It was totally inappropriate for a corpse to be popular.

But there it was: the Ghost General was more well-liked every day. He seemed to spend all his time wandering around rescuing maidens from monsters and lifting wagons off of old men. In a few years he'd be a hero of the people.

Even the cultivation world didn't expect harm from him anymore. Most of Jin Ling's peers addressed the corpse as qianbei; Jin Ling didn't, but he seemed to get on with him well enough.

Jiang Cheng hadn't actually said out loud, when he saw Wen Qionglin parting ways with Sect Leader Jin with an exchange of polite salutes, he killed your father, but he'd looked it. Jin Ling, fluent in Jiang Cheng's expressions, sighed.

"It was an accident," he said. "And he's apologized. And, you know, uncle, he was held prisoner by Jin Sect almost my entire life, you can't say he hasn't paid for it. And..."

And they had killed his whole family. And his older sister.

Jiang Cheng looked away. "Huh."

When Jiang Cheng had made his first, clumsy attempt at mending a little of the gruesome breach between himself and Wei Wuxian, the Ghost General had been there, glaring daggers at him from behind the Yiling Laozu.

It had been more disconcerting than it should have been, and Jiang Cheng had stumbled, interrupted himself, and fallen silent enough times that eventually Wei Wuxian had taken pity on him, reached out, patted him on the arm one time, said, "Good talk, Jiang Cheng," and extricated them both from the situation.

Freed from the burden of conversation, he'd returned Wen Qionglin's glare, and lost. Corpses didn't need to blink.

He didn't want the bastard to like him. Which was just as well since it was out of the question. Jiang Cheng had never for a second in his life liked Wen Qionglin; from the first time he'd laid eyes on him when they were youths he'd interpreted him as a pathetic, burdensome coward, and despised him for it.

Owing the man his life had made it worse--he hadn't even wanted to be saved, and it was Wei Wuxian's stupid horrible charm and habit of interfering where he wasn't wanted that had done it, and like hell had he owed anything, when that person's family had murdered his. (I owe him nothing, he'd told himself once, because Wen Qionglin had been the reason he lost Wei Wuxian.)

Another time, he found himself in both their company and drew apart, letting the Yiling Patriarch and the Ghost General play at being mentors to the youth. Neither of you lived to see twenty-five, he wanted to shout. What do you think you have to teach them?

Even Jin Ling...it made him furious. Furious to glance over and see a corpse's stiff face conveying softness.

Furious to look past the crowd and see Lan Wangji's eyes falling on Wen Qionglin with an unmistakable resentment. And to know that it wasn't the stiff propriety of the Lan Wangji of their youths, objecting to the heresy of that fierce corpse's existence; that it was the look of a petty, jealous man resenting the way Wei Wuxian knocked his shoulder together with the Ghost General's and laughed.

"Where do you get off hating Wen Ning?" he asked the next time he found himself alone with Lan Wangji. It was a stupid thing to ask, but if he let himself think about how they were threshing through the underbrush looking for Wei Wuxian, about the last time they had looked for Wei Wuxian together...

Lan Wangji ignored him.

Jiang Cheng snorted. "Okay. So maybe you don't hate him. But he likes you! He's so deferential it makes me want to puke."

Lan Wangji favored him with the merest hint of a sneer, just enough to show he was listening to Jiang Cheng talk.

"You're disgusting," said Jiang Cheng. "Do you really think he shouldn't have anyone but you in his life? That he's your property?"

Lan Wangji's stride broke. It was a triumph, in a way--Jiang Cheng had never thrown him so badly in all the years they'd known each other.

"Each man judges others by his own heart," said Lan Wangji, thick with contempt, and then he was walking ahead with pointed rapidity, determined to separate from Jiang Cheng, until staying together would have meant chasing after him, and Jiang Cheng turned and went the other way, muttering blackly.

In the end, fittingly, neither of them caught up in time to be of use. Wen Ning, with his homing sense for Wei Wuxian, had shown up out of who the fuck knew where and bailed him out.

Jiang Cheng stumbled upon the haunted spring just in time to see a sodden, bedraggled Wei Wuxian launch himself away from his pet Wen's supportive arm and fling himself against the upright form of Hanguang-jun, which bent around him with a reverent murmur.

Jiang Cheng was already turning away in disgust to head back home, hating that he'd let himself be dragged into this, when he heard Lan Wangji say with careful, solemn deliberation: "Thank you, Wen Qionglin. For taking care of him."

Jiang Cheng glanced back against his will to see the Ghost General saluting deeply, wide-eyed, infinitely humble, his murmur that it was nothing special, Hanguang-jun, nearly drowned out by Wei Wuxian's delighted shouting about how good his Lan Zhan was and how much Wen Ning deserved to be appreciated.

Jiang Cheng walked away.

Wen Qionglin wasn't rude to him. Not in any way you could point at. And he knew full well he'd be making an ass of himself if he tried to pick a verbal fight.

After all, they had killed Wen Qionglin's older sister.

The whole cultivation world had done it, but only Jiang Cheng had done it after Wen Qionglin saved his life. He'd told himself he owed no debt for that, and perhaps he hadn't, but the fact remained: of the two of them, one had been brave and virtuous and earned the loyalty of Wei Wuxian.

And one of them had been pathetic, a coward, a burden.

Jiang Cheng could never look at the man without seeing the look in his dead eyes across the length of Suibian.

Jiang Cheng had never been good at lying to himself, especially if the lie was meant to be comforting. He always tried it anyway. Comforting lies used to sound so true, in Wei Wuxian's mouth; he should never have gotten into the habit of relying on that. To letting that person think Jiang Cheng was someone who needed to be swaddled in falsehoods to give him the strength to bear up under his own duties.

Wen Qionglin was a kind, gentle, courageous dead body, shy and courteous and increasingly appreciated for his virtues, in this strange new world created in the wake of Jin Guanyao's disgrace. And whenever his eyes fell on Jiang Cheng they were cold, hard, flat, contemptuous.

Every time he looked at him Jiang Cheng could nearly hear him thinking, like a cold wind against the back of his neck: I should have left you in that heap of corpses with the rest of your family.

What are you worth, Jiang Wanyin, that so many should be spent in saving you? That Wei Wuxian would drag us all into the shadow of death to make you whole, only for you to turn your face aside when it was me lying there, and let him die for us without lifting a finger?

Selfish, whining coward. If only I had left you there to die.

If only, Jiang Cheng imagined spitting back, anger hot and bracing in his throat. If only! I never asked for any of it! How dare you expect me to repay you!

But Wen Qionglin never spoke any of the words out loud. He only looked, cold dead flat black eyes. A frozen river. Sometimes Jiang Cheng thought that if he lashed out hard enough he would break a hole in the ice, and be devoured whole.

[one-time-i-dreamt]

My mom and I were leaving the movie theater and as we were pulling out of the parking lot, I saw my friend walking down the road. I wanted to say hi to her but as I rolled down my window, my mom hit her with the car and kept driving. I have never felt so mortified in my life.

[thatgaydisneyfan]

So excited to be part of her world tonight. 🥰

This is a drawing I completed about a month after the first trailer's release for The Little Mermaid, and it's one I'm immensely proud of so I wanted to share it with Tumblr. Was fun but challenging to create because I don't draw humans very often, as I prefer to draw or paint wildlife/landscape/objects, but Halle Bailey's Ariel was something I could not pass up on. I hope you all enjoy this as much as my husband did!

pls do not repost my art.

[deathdetermineslife]

imagine going on an impromptu movie date with your f/o, but not knowing what movie to watch, so you just pick one of the few movies your local theater is showing. imagine it's despicable me 4.

[driveintheaterofthemind]

Vintage Paperback - The Drive-In (A B-Movie with Blood And Popcorn, Made In Texas) by Joe R. Lansdale

Bantam (1988)

[williammarksommer]

Movie Popcorn

Sacramento, California

A Road Home Along the Lincoln Highway series

Hasselblad 500c/m

Kodak Tmax 400iso

[xoangel-dust]

Random Duncney Headcanons *may seem OOC and a little Duncan centric and may include some headcanons from my previous post*

Courtney gets stressed out a lot a has panic attacks because of it

Duncan helps her take a bath, wash her hair and dresses her afterwards(inspired by this fanart by @ladymarlin ❤️)

Duncan gets out of jail after 3 years on good behavior and Courtney was the lawyer assigned to him in order to get him out (her first case!)

Duncan still calls her Princess

Courtney takes Duncan clothes shopping after he gets out of jail

Courtney barely has time to clean her apartment properly so when she goes to work Duncan (who doesn’t have a job yet) spends a week cleaning her fairly large two bedroom apartment (she makes him sleep in the second room of course)

Courtney helps Duncan pass his GED tests/exams so he can get a proper job (he does get a part time job as a mechanic but wants to do more and bigger)

Duncan’s parents refuse to allow him back in their house (mostly his asshole father) so after the trial he begs Courtney to let him stay with her

Courtney wins her first really big case that actually made the news

Duncan no longer has his green Mohawk (he wears his natural hair color and it’s longer see total drama reunion for a visual)

They get a gym membership together

Duncan surprises Courtney while she’s working with her favorite take out

Duncan had to convince her to take a few days off from the office because he could see how stressed out she was getting (he had to make her take off they got into an argument about but ultimately Courtney gave in)

Courtney’s parents don’t talk to her anymore because she got back with Duncan (he cuts his father off)

They spent a Saturday re watching total drama island so they could reminisce about their time on the show

Courtney is friends with Heather and Duncan is friends with Alejandro (also he’s still close with Geoff and DJ who tease him about being practically married to Courtney and they call him a house husband since he keeps her apartment clean already he’s whipped)

They go on their first date (since they were teenagers) to a drive in movie theater (the 80’s karate kid is playing)

Both are scared to admit they love one another but they show it in their actions