#this movie is the death of me

[dailytraingirl]

hand on the throttle,

thought i caught lightning in a bottle

oh.

but it’s gone again.

[sparebutton]

(Across the Spider-Verse spoiler)

[mischievous-thunder]

They say what you do to someone is what happens to you in another reality~

What remains the same is the undeniable tension of different sorts between the two

[chloesimaginationthings]

Abby meets Cassie’s favorite FNAF animatronic Roxy!

[kathaynesart]

REPLICA PLAYLIST

MUSIC UNDER CUT

I have been receiving requests for any songs that inspired Replica, so here, have my personal playlist. Sorry it’s not Spotify/Soundcloud but they don’t have some of these songs available so uh… guess you’re stuck with YouTube vids. For fun I'll include my personal titles for them (which might give a few hints of what to expect in the future/end).

Replica Main Theme - “Die for You” by Grabbitz Like Father Like Son Like Brother (Omega and Shelldon) - "As Above So Below" by Alistair Lindsay Mikey's Theme / The 1st Vision - "Suzume no Tojimari" by Nanoka Hara Military (Mad) Dogs / Central Park Colony - "Imperium" by Madeon Shanghai - "Icarus" by Madeon Boom Goes the Donnie-mite (Mikey/Donnie vs the Sweeper) - "The Red Zone" by Mitsuoto Suzuki The Day the Sky Bled Red - "7 Seconds Till the End" by Nobuo Uematsu Going Out Like a Boss (Raph and Leo) - "Agape" by Nicholas Britell Remembering the Right Way (Mikey and Leo) - "The Souls of Many" - by Alistair Lindsay Mystic Hands / The 2nd Vision - "Am I Dreaming" by Metro Boomin x A$AP Book 2 Trailer - "Sea Dragon" by Covet 7 Years Later - "Iron" by Woodkid Leo's Theme / Attack on the Labor Camp - "Ego Death" by Polyphia Omega's Theme - "Touch" by Daft Punk Flat Lines (Omega Alone) - "Die Toteninsel Emptiness" by 1000 Eyes Spear - "Monsters" by Tommee Profitt Final Protocol - "The Kraken" by Katie Dey Rise / Epilogue - "Close in the Distance" by Masayoshi Soken & Tom Mills

I will admit, it's a little embarrassing since you can easily see the patterns of what I've been listening to for the past year or two. I swear I listen to more than just videogame OSTs, these songs just jive well with the story and I often find lyrics distracting when brainstorming scenes. Regardless, the music I listen to is such an important part of my creative process and some of these songs really defined the scenes I now have locked in my head. So I figured it was only fair to give them the credit they're due.

I will continue to add to this playlist, and will note in comic updates when one of these songs is applicable!

[liv0]

Everybody looking at Elphie and she only got eyes for Glinda......jesus christ

[ilovemesomevincentprice]

Vincent Price interview on the set of The Masque of The Red Death (1964)

[dotcircledot]

i miss them

[valentimmy]

💀

[daftmooncretin]

supernatural movie reboot but its a ghostfacers mockumentary about their attempt to make a “serious film” about sam and dean winchester. opens on ed and harry going “CUT!” and the camera pans to a guy that looks kind of like jared padalecki pulling off a party city wig. turns out the finale was actually part of the ghostfacer’s retelling of supernatural. Sam Dean and Castiel spend the entire movie chasing after ed and harry trying to stop the thing being made. (its a huge commercial success and they screen it at the destiel wedding)

[goryhorroor]

horror sub-genres: slasher

[logansbaby]

sub!old man logan oh my god.

brain is filled with so many thoughts right now. i cant even. im done.

LIKE!!!!! the man is old and tired and just needs to be taken care of completely <33 need to milk that man dry

nsfw & 18+ content below!

Just imagine having Logan completely at your mercy, moaning and groaning about how badly he needs you, needs you to do something and touch him.

He’s in pain so often now days, the ache in his bones so incredibly familiar, but when you touch him and take him to that place, he’s painless. It leaves his mind blank of everything, all his burdens and thoughts suddenly gone. And in its place, it’s just youyouyou and the mind blowing pleasure threatening to overtake him whenever you’re near.

You’ll be on your knees, refusing to actually take him in your mouth in favor of leaving pretty bruises across his hair-littered thighs. His slowed regeneration is a pain in the ass most days, but in times like this, when you leave your mark on him, he’s grateful. He’ll proudly wear the smatterings of purple because it means he’s still here, still with you.

His hips would keep jutting upwards, trying and failing to get his cock past the plush of your lips. You’d keep messing with him, enjoying the noises that fall from him when you lick at his thighs and bite on them meanly.

“Please—“ He’d huff out, metal shining between his knuckles when you suck the skin of his lower stomach. Your tongue would trace the veins there, following the path downwards.

“Patience, baby.” You hum, peppering wet, open mouthed kisses across the salt and pepper smattering of hair there.

Something about the reversal of roles, something about you calling him baby, always has vermillion flushing across his cheeks, chest, and stomach.

Nimble fingers slip from the grip on his hip and down to grip his cock loosely. You lazily stroke him, thumbing his head that leaks and bubbles with white. And oh, the teasing pace along with your tongue on his skin nearly sends him reeling, warmth pooling across his abdomen in warning.

Only when tears brim his eyes and his cock pulses and throbs, his body thrumming with an insatiable ache, would you finally slip his length past your lips.

The sigh of complete and utter relief he’d release would have your pussy clenching pathetically, slick seeping down your thighs. Something about seeing a man so incredibly gruff and grumpy all the time broken down to a moaning mess, desperate to orgasm, drove you crazy.

He’d be so whiny, trying to immediately push himself deeper down your throat, the heat and velvet of your mouth almost too much, but the bite of your nails digging into his thighs would have his movements stuttering.

You’d pull off, saliva connecting your swollen mouth to his slick tip and the picture of it all is filthy, dirty.

“Stay still or I’ll stop.” Even when you say it, you cant help licking up his shaft and kissing the veins there.

“Fuck, sorry. Just feels so good, so wet.” Logan moans, sweat shimmering across his skin under the moonlight from the window. “Need your mouth, please, honey.”

“I know, I know. Let me take care of you.” You whisper before wrapping your mouth around him once more, the heady taste of him dancing across your tastebuds.

And you do take care of him.

You tease him endlessly, working him up to the edge of an orgasm before ripping your touch away. Logan would be ruined, your name groaned from his lips as rough hands grip the sheets.

He would try so desperately to hold on because you feel so fucking good and he never wants this to end, never wants to leave the hold you have on him like this. Except, when you dip the tip of your tongue in his slit and swirl, he comes abruptly, filling your mouth with his warm release.

And you don’t even fret, instead cooing as you stroke him sensitive, suckling on his tip as his hips jolt from the overstimulation.

The night would continue like that— with you milking orgasms from Logan until the only thing he can remember is you.

[vyoongi]

❝ I love you. You are my brother ❞

[yrsonpurpose]

He grabbed my hair in a way that made me understand the difference between rugby and football. bonus ±

[sweeneydino]

Father and Son.

Happy ending

[numbuh424]

Happy Birthday L Lawliet! 🍰♟️🍭