#the woods 2006
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horrorpolls · 2 months ago
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ceteradesunt · 1 year ago
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The Woods (2006) dir. Lucky McKee
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anyataylorjoys · 7 days ago
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CAMERON DIAZ as Amanda Woods THE HOLIDAY (2006) dir. Nancy Myers
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zegalba · 1 year ago
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Maya Lin: '2x4 Landscape' (2006)
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foronly · 2 months ago
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Corin Tucker with Sleater-Kinney at Lollapalooza in Chicago, IL. August 4th 2006
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photobirb · 1 year ago
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forest-enchantress · 9 months ago
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Here is a #125 gifs of Rachel Hurd-Wood in Perfume: The Story of a Murderer. All of these gifs were made by me from scratch, so do not redistribute or claim them as your own. If using, please give this a like and reblog!
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pedroam-bang · 7 months ago
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Perfume: The Story Of A Murderer (2006)
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sweetpaintedladie · 6 months ago
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Keith Richards and Patti Hansen, 2006
©️ Jo Wood
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garagepaperback · 8 months ago
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talisman
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"Wood."
It’s weird to see Marcus in a little room like this, he looks so big. Bigger than he is in Oliver’s head, even. 
Oliver, with an ease he would like history and myth and legend and whoever else might be listening to take notice of, shrugs one shoulder lightly, fluorescent light sloping across navy and wheat gold.
“Flint.”
Marcus just stares at him, the unreadable, entirely blank way. Oliver has no idea if he’s just not good at reading him or there’s nothing written down.
After a moment, Marcus says, almost like the previous exchange had been voided, as though they’ve never spoken before in their entire lives, “What?” 
and Oliver has to push a hand through his hair and remember.
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Oliver is driven, psychotically so; Marcus almost forgot. He watches practice from the ground, next to the coach, the assistant coach, Puddlemere’s media correspondent and above, in the stands, a sprinkling of diehards along with some fair-weathers. And girls, though they’re new, and loud. Not terribly surprising though; it’s the first practice of the season, even the drills look exciting. Marcus doesn’t think they’re likely be here forty matches in, when it’s been raining for three weeks straight.
By the end of practice, Oliver is worse than windswept. He stalks off the pitch for the showers like this is his first time on the ground, like he was born in the air and he isn’t so sure about how it’s supposed to work down here. 
“What?” Marcus says, firm and flat after, when Oliver shows up too easily, slunk ivy in the door like they’re good old pals.
“Hi,” Oliver says, fingers in his hair, heavy wet curls. 
His face is pink from the shower, not enough to cover up his freckles, but enough. He’s so fucking handsome, Marcus forgot, all scrubbed-bright. Older now, but he’s still got that look like he’s just fallen out of a tree, a summer sort of glaze. Marcus wants to lick it off of him, could scrape it off him like a rind with his teeth, he thinks.
Instead, he looks down at the Shooting Star he’s been trying to resurrect from the dead. Shit broom. It never rode well in its day and it’s been nearly a decade since then.
He fingers it like a thing imbued, like the tangible dearth that called Oliver up, caused him.
Marcus believes this: worse brooms are better. If an ideal condition is whittled and ruined, you learn to survive on less. You can learn to build everything you want when you do so from an lack. He couldn't tell yet if Wood was the ideal condition or the lack.
“Hi.” Marcus mocks.
Wood's at his side by then, hungry to be handled, liable to splinter.
for day 13 of @microficmay
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rabbitcruiser · 2 months ago
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Jostedalsbreen National Park (Norwegian: Jostedalsbreen nasjonalpark) was established by royal decree on 25 October 1991.
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mochi-chan-2006 · 1 year ago
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Dark Woods Circus! 🎪🤡🤹🤹‍♀️🤹‍♂️🎩
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(I haven't drawn it with my markers for a long time when I got a big sketchbook and new promakers!)
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gottdeswill · 2 years ago
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alaynasansa · 2 years ago
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leaving/escaping the Vale
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taking back Winterfell and rebuilding her home
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outsmarting Littlefinger and bringing him to justice
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reunion with her family
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romance with a bastard
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leadership position in the North
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Sansa Month 2023 : day twenty-two - TWOW/ADOS Speculations
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jhsharman · 5 months ago
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I can explain the horny dog in the second one -- dogs are pack animals and following the cues of these creepy boys -- but the horny fish in the first cover is a bit of a mystery -- presumably it is dead right now. I am not sure to decide the sun's expression. On the shift to perfume fragrance -- in the ebb and flow in Archie, the second cover comes at a point where they are tapping this down.
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goreyskeleton · 6 months ago
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i should use this art style more often
some self portraits cuz I sometimes forget i exist
also ignore the sad shit 💀 this isn’t vent art (/srs) I legit just thought it would be funny
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