#this film was a fever dream

[cazzyf1]

Niki is an alien confirmed

[whereispearlescentmoon]

Pearlescentmoon is in the 2006 Family Film Over the Hedge!

[currentlyonstandbi]

i dont care what kind of lore they're coming up with for that zepotha film or whatever the fuck over on tiktok, nothing will ever come close to the fact goncharov was spawned entirely from a label on a boot

[fustoop]

[ghost-bxrd]

Prompt:

Actor Au!

Where Batman and Co. are the most popular TV series and they’re currently filming Jason’s death.

Only Bruce goes so deep into acting he breaks down for real upon the part where he arrives at the warehouse and digs through the rubble for his child.

[escapismthroughfilm]

⋆˚｡⋆ ⋆˚｡⋆Mulholland Drive (2001) dir. David Lynch⋆˚｡⋆ ⋆˚｡⋆⋆

[egoarc4de]

it's been forever, i don't wanna wait too long

individual panels since im trying to work with smaller canvas sizes and i know tumblr's gonna play shrinkydink with the quality

[hercarisntyours]

Thank you transformers one for making Elita more than just Optimus's dead wife!!!!

[sad-klown-syndrome]

ハウス (house) 1977

[maggiecheungs]

Pacifiction (2022) dir. Albert Serra

[ID: seven gifs from the opening shot of pacifiction: a wide shot of a docking wharf at sunset, with the camera slowly panning over the shipping crates and loading cranes]

[angelsanarchy]

Fever Dreams: Mike x Y/N One Shot Series PRT 26

Tagging: @icarus-star @chainsawgvtsfvck @romanroyapoligist @liquidsmoothdomme @madamemaximoff06 @drazenka @blacksoul-27 @444rockstargf @kappasbbgirl @luzclarita57 @tempt-ress @starry-eyed-wild-child

Mike hadn't stopped thinking about that night with Y/n since it happened. She had opened up a lot more since then and was more receptive to his advances now that they had fucked. He still went by the bar almost every other night to get a drink and play a few games. She had started texting him throughout the day now which he enjoyed.

She knew his routes better than anyone so she knew when to text and when he needed to focus so he didn't get himself caught up. He felt like things were in a good place right now.

"Jesus you look like a pathetic puppy dog smiling at your phone." Leff said with disgust.

"Come on now Leffy! The ol boys in love." Sicky teased.

"Are you done? Can I go now?" Mike asked heading for the door.

"Get the hell out of here. Just looking at you makes me want to slit my own throat." Leff waved his hand and Mike paid him no mind. He had sent Y/n a text letting her know he was on his way but she hadn't responded.

When he rounded the corner where the bar was, all he could see was red and blue lights. The place was swarmed with cops. Mike paused for a moment thinking maybe there was some sort of bust but when he noticed Y/n sitting on the bumper of an ambulance while an EMT looked at her head. Mike jogged towards her and she put her hand up.

"What the hell happened?!" He asked in a panic.

"I'm fine, I'm fine. Just a little bump on the head." Y/n played it off.

"Ma'am you were unconscious for over 20 minutes. You probably have a concussion." The EMT explained.

"What happened?" Mike asked again.

"Some guys tried to rob the place. I had headphones in and didn't hear them come in. They didn't get much so- OW!" She flinched as they put a band aid over a cut above her eyebrow.

"You need an MRI and probably a couple stitches." The EMT started writing on his clipboard.

"Absolutely not. I'm fine. I've been knocked in the head before." Y/n shooed them away but Mike put his hand on her shoulder.

"Y/n your pupils are blown out. You definitely have a concussion. You should listen to the EMT's." Mike insisted but Y/n made a face at him.

"If you refuse medical advice, you should at least have someone stay with you so you don't slip into a coma." Mike listened intently and put his hand up.

"I'll stick with her, that won't be a problem." Y/n looked over at him and chuckled. She signed the paperwork and finished the report with the cops before Mike started leading her to her car in the lot. He opened her door and she shook her head.

"You don't have to drive me home. I can manage." She said with a laugh.

"Don't be a pain in the ass." He sighed. Usually she would argue with him but her head hurt too much to battle. She got into the passenger seat and he drove towards her apartment. She watched how careful he was with her, helping her out of the car, opening the front door and running to the fridge to grab a bottle of water for her to take something for her migraine. She thought when she started stripping for her shower that he would take off but when she came out of the bathroom, her sheets were pulled down, pillows fluffed and lights dimmed. She noticed medication sitting on the nightstand as she threw a shirt over her head and walked out into her living room to see him kicked back on the couch.

"You stayed?" She said confused. He sat up tucking his hair behind his ear.

"Well yeah. I'm not going to leave you to your own devices after being mugged." Mike was surprised by her confusion. Y/n rolled her eyes as she walked over to plop down next to him.

"I promise you I'm going to be fine. This is not the first time I've been knocked around. You don't have to worry so much." She smiled at him as he let his thumb trace over the bruise that was now forming near her eyebrow where the cut was.

"Trust me, I know if there's one person who doesn't need to be taken care of, it's you. Just humor me okay? I'd be a nervous wreck all night if I left you by yourself tonight. I'll give you your space but please just let me keep an eye out." Mike sounded like he was pleading and Y/n took his hand into her own.

"You're kind of sweet on me huh?" She teased.

"Of course not. Clearly I'm addicted to the incredible sex we had that one time." Mike joked. Y/n couldn't help but smile at him.

"You can stay but you have to sleep in the bedroom with me. I'm not going to let you crash on my couch. Besides if I go into a seizure or something, you won't know." She tried to joke but Mike seemed worried as she took his hand and led him towards the bedroom.

"How are you feeling? Light headed? Dizzy? Nauseous?" Mike pushed the door closed behind himself as they started getting settled into her bed.

"Dizzy with a migraine but no nausea. I honestly feel more stupid than anything physical." Mike scrunched his face in confusion.

"Why the hell do you feel stupid?" He sat down on the side of the bed.

"Because I was stupid enough to let myself get so distracted, I forgot where I was and let someone get the upper hand on me. I'm not usually that fast and loose with my surroundings." She rubbed the skin above the butterfly bandage and winced.

"Y/n, this is New York. Shitty people exist but you can't walk around thinking someone's going to try and rob you all the time. It would drive you crazy." Mike was a bit more naive than Y/n. She knew that he wasn't as hard pressed as she was about the shitty people that they surrounded themselves with but once you work in the drug business, you know its important to keep your head on a swivel.

"You're zoning out on me. You good?" He snapped her from her thoughts and she rolled her eyes before grabbing his arm and putting it around her. They laid back in the bed, Y/n cuddling into Mike's chest as she got comfortable.

"I was wrong." She sighed. Mike leaned his head up.

"About what?" He asked curiously.

"Dating you...I really want to date you." She confessed feeling the chuckle escape from his chest.

"That's the head wound talking I'm sure." Mike teased but she lifted her head to look at him.

"Well then you should wait until tomorrow before you ask me again. My brains will have settled from that bit of rattling that happened today." She smirked and his smile melted from his face.

"You're serious...you want me to ask you on a date?" He asked with full seriousness.

"Tomorrow." She patted his chest before resting her head back in the crook of his arm and chest so she could listen to his heart beat faster. She had enjoyed being this close to Mike. After they hooked up, something about being close to him made her more relaxed, made her less stressed out about all the things that made her life difficult. Something about him brought her peace and she was too exhausted to keep denying him or fighting it.

[kiiwiys]

“what the what?!”

“what's wrong with the internet, man? this video goes on for at least 20 minutes!”

“all i need is my daisy."

[earlicking]

[pastasilly]

I decided to make another tp character based off of the 1982 Bulgarian Treasure Planet’s adaptation of Jim (or Felipe, that was his name apparently).

[mr-mistyeyed]

that was kind of scary to watch. love the second half but wow

[el-255]

Can we all agree that wild child, st trinian’s, and angus, thongs and perfect snogging are the holy trinity of british films that we brits all watched at some point in our adolescence?