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wanderinglcst · 21 days
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who: Christian & Floyd where: Sammie's Place
Christian had become a frequent patron of Sammie's, after a long day at work, the last thing he wanted to do was go home to that place so he came here and hunkered down in his usual seat in front of the stage, gripping onto his glass as he watched the dancer on stage, his eyes followed each and every curve of their body... until someone got in the middle of him and his view. "Do you mind?"
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karkkledoodle · 3 months
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THE LAST BRUPPER THE PASSION OF FLRIST
anyone wanna analyze this and tell me what it means
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laracrofted · 8 months
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everyone shut up, i have a vision x
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mirrorballcostanza · 10 months
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i hate when people are like ‘you must have gotten your music taste from your parents’. no bitch i was just born cool.
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more-relics · 1 year
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Pink Floyd backstage at Studio 128 in Paris France - 22 Jan 1969. Photo credit: Christian Rose/Dalle.
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hedonistic-brunette · 8 months
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🌅🌅🌅🌅🌅🌅🌅🌅🌅🌅🌅🌅🌅🌅🌅🌅🌅🌅🌅🌅
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adamwatchesmovies · 1 year
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Masterminds (1997)
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While I didn't enjoy this film, that doesn't mean you won't. No matter what I say, the people involved in this project did it: they actually made a movie. That's something to be applauded. With that established...
“What if we made Die Hard PG-13, and set it in a high school?” That sums up 1997's Masterminds. It’s as bad an idea as it sounds.
Cool dude hacker man “Ozzie” Paxton (Vincent Kartheiser) is caught trying to sell bootlegs by his father (Matt Craven) and step mom (Annabelle Gurwitch). As punishment, he has to bring his step-sister Melissa (Katie Stuart) to her prestigious school. There, he stumbles upon a plot by Race Bentley (Patrick Stewart) to hold the children of the richest families ransom. With the police unable to access the building and all the youngsters held hostage by terrorists, a lone teen must take the villains down.
Let me make things clear. Masterminds is not LIKE Die Hard but in high school. Aside from the deaths and a few differences (notably, the quality of the film), it IS Die Hard set in high school. The foreign villain with an accent taking everyone hostage who claims to have one motive but secretly has another which hides his escape plan, a scene of the hero crawling through air ducts while minions search for him, a lone confidante on the outside of the school who communicates with our hero through a walkie-talkies, a hostage related to the protagonist (but with a different last name) praying she won't be discovered, the bad guys impersonating security guards, the villains predicting the authorities’ every move and integrating them as part of their plan… it’s all here! The rating, actors and shorter running time -“only” 105 minutes” rather than the 132 minutes of Die Hard - along with the change of scenery are all that prevent Masterminds from being a litteral carbon copy.
This movie is so ’90s, it makes your teeth hurt. For a while, laughing at the hair, lingo, extravagant use of skateboards and computers will be entertaining. You’ll have fun throwing your own lines at the screen ("Now I know what a lunchables feels like!"). Director Roger Christian makes the disdain come naturally. There’s nothing to endear you to the protagonist. He’s trying too hard to be cool instead of just being cool like Ferris Bueller. You learn nothing about his sister so if she gets saved or not doesn’t feel like it matters. The other hostages? They're heirs to super rich families in the middle of a $100 million dollar deal. This makes them nearly impossible to relate to. As a teen, I would’ve killed for some of the laser grid security systems Ozzie has in his room in lieu of… a door knob that locks. Eventually, however, the utter lack of imagination makes you realize what a waste of time this is. There isn't a person alive who wouldn't rather watch Die Hard.
Masterminds is a film whose audience has disappeared. Even at the time it was made, I think people would’ve seen through it and dismissed this knock-off without hesitation. You can find its best scene - a moment in which Patrick Stewart’s character pre-eminently celebrates his victory with a silly dance - on YouTube. If you can’t, it’s no big loss. (December 6, 2019)
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Patrick Bateman = Roger Waters
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davidhccarter · 2 years
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Already Crying
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Hello all. After watching the news of the school shooting in Uvalde, Texas I was forced to look at 9/11 and the fallout afterwards as a reference. Watching NBA Head Coach Steve Kerr’s emotional appeal added fuel to the fire. I mentioned 9/11 because in the aftermath I remember some Christians opined that 9/11 was allowed by God as a punishment for America because it had strayed from its path.
I also remember before the terrorist attacks that day, America seemed to be asleep and occupied with the pursuit of the dollar. It also didn’t help that the administration at that time was being run by those who benefited from illegal activities at the polls during the 2000 election and believed by many to have stolen the election from Sen. Al Gore.
What does this have to do with the shootings? I believe that our blessings may have been rescinded, or ”put on hold” because we failed to adequately deal with the murder of George Floyd. His convicted killer Derek Chauvin recently won his appeal and was given a lighter sentence. In this light, the non-verbal statement that Black’s lives are less than others is once again given voice. If this is affirmed by courts who are more afraid of white scrutiny than the voice of the world’s population then an entire sect of the country’s population are being told that it is O.K. to be the targets of racist homocidal whites and that they may become the victims of murder and many never reach a point where they can even have children and empathize with those who have lost children.
Earlier today, I thought about my departed father and how he, and other Dads, we’re, for a good part of their lives, the ”strong silent type.” I recollected and remembered that I had never seen my father or grandfather cry. In tough situations and through the trials of life they remained calm and loving. In a sense crying on the inside or as today’s title suggests, already crying.
Until next time, remember God loves you and so do I.
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kiwitheft · 4 months
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Nvm Christians are wretched after all
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dduane · 2 months
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In the book, originally published in 2017, the tree claims an identity that is “both” female and male and responds to diverse pronouns: “Call me she. Call me he. Anything will work.” (Trees have four primary systems of reproduction.) The school’s reading program kicked off on March 4 and was already underway when parent Jodi Farmer, whose children attend a private Christian academy in neighboring Carroll County, took to Facebook to inform Floyd County residents about the reference to gender. Farmer challenged Wishtree's nonbinary account of the oak's identity, calling the book "indoctrination at its finest."
Eye. ROLL.
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singeratlarge · 2 years
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SUNDAY MATINEE MUSIC VIDEO “The Sky Cries” 
#samuelbowen #johnnyjblair #rain #georgefloyd #hurricaneida #fleetwoodmac #royorbison #mikeroe #michaelroe #77s #singersongwriter #christianrock #U2
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floyd-le · 2 years
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im wearing my Tyche necklace to a family member’s baptist wedding this weekend and I am PRAYING it offends someone
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wildbeimwild · 2 years
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Mäusepopulationen nehmen aufgrund des Klimawandels zu
Mäusepopulationen nehmen aufgrund des Klimawandels zu
Forscher sagen, dass wärmere Temperaturen und mildere Winter die Population der Weissfussmaus, des häufigsten kleinen Nagetiers in weiten Teilen der östlichen USA und Kanadas, erhöht haben, was mehr Arbeit für Schädlingsbekämpfer bedeutet. In den meisten östlichen und zentralen US-Bundesstaaten wurden im vergangenen Winter überdurchschnittlich hohe Temperaturen gemessen. Seit 1970 sind die…
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jungle-angel · 7 months
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The Bookworms' Nest (Bob Floyd x Reader)
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Summary: You and Bob love and adore your students at the high school you both teach at, but in the deepest parts of winter, your little nest at home is the coziest pace it's ever been
Tagging: @bobfloydsbabe @bradshawsbaby I hope you guys are ok with how this came out and I do apologize in advance, those gifs of Lew holding the baby in Lessons in Chemistry did things to me (lol)
"Alright guys make sure the chairs go up, floors are swept and that your stuff is all put away," Bob announced. "And Jaime, do not leave your main lesson book on the back counter again. I've already found two back there and this room is getting cleaned this weekend."
Early school closures were always chaotic, even for the high school. Already, Bob could hear the kiddos in the lower grades making their way out to the dirt parking lot to catch the buses or to hitch a ride home with their parents.
"Elen, Jenny, John and Deshawn, you guys come with me," Bob said to the four waiting kids at the back. "Your parents already called and said I could give you guys a ride home."
"You sure Mr. Floyd?" Deshawn asked.
"Positive," Bob answered.
The four went straight to their lockers in the hallway to get whatever they needed for the long weekend. School had already been canceled for the next day and Monday due to the impending snowstorm which had left parents in a flurry of chaos to come and get the kids from school.
As soon as they had gotten what they needed, Bob led them out to the dirt lot, the five of them all climbing into the truck with their things. Already the snow had begun to fall, the skies having turned an ominous dark silver with a dusting of white all over the school grounds.
"Alright who's first?" Bob asked, pulling out of the lot and turning the corner down the road.
"Me," Jenny chuckled, raising her hand.
Bob switched on the bluetooth in the truck so they could have some music on the ride home. Despite the snow and the down-time, Bob sneakily thought it a good time to review a little bit from the day to keep the thinking skills sharp.
"Alright Deshawn, hit me, what was one of the key points of Harald Haradrada's reign?" Bob asked.
"King Harald opted to make peace with his enemies rather than fight and achieved victory at the battle of Fulford Gate in 1064," Deshawn answered.
"Awesome! Ten points to Gryffindor!" Bob said, high-fiving Deshawn. "Elen, which ruler became a saint when Christianity was brought to Scandanavia?"
"Olaf Tryggvason."
Bob reached back and high-fived her as soon as they stopped at the intersection. He quizzed each of them on the way to their stops, dropping them off and making sure they got into their houses with no problems. Finally, after the last stop, Bob headed back to the home he shared with you.
He parked right in the driveway, gathered his things and headed straight inside, wanting to avoid the cold as much as possible. His cheeks were already red and his feet freezing in his steel toed boots, creeping in through the threads of his jeans and his Carhardt jacket.
Bob made his way through the front door of the old Victorian he shared with you, the fire glowing and crackling away already in the fireplace despite it being close to one in the afternoon. The whole place smelled so good, cinnamon, cloves, nutmeg and something fried coming from the kitchen. Only when he heard the obscene growling of his stomach did Bob realize he hadn't eaten that morning, making the cravings even worse.
He poked his head into the kitchen to find you with Auggie, your sweet little baby who had been born just two months before. Bob couldn't get enough of the sight, the tiny little baby in your arms and the softness of your voice as you hushed him back to sleep.
"Well good morning," you chuckled when you saw Bob in the doorway. "Or afternoon, whatever time it may be."
Bob laughed before he drew you in for a kiss, his body cold from having been outside. "Thought you were resting."
"Nope," you told him. "Just because I'm on maternity leave doesn't mean I have to be on bedrest all the time."
Bob smiled and shook his head, setting his bag down on the counter near the coffee maker. He hung his jacket by the storm door and helped you finish off the lunch you had made him, a big plate of eggs, spam, toast, carmelized onions and a steaming mug full of his favorite coffee. As soon as he had eaten, he took Auggie from your arms and went to the living room to warm up, wandering a little by the fireplace while he gently rocked his baby son.
"Shhhh......go back to sleep," Bob murmured softly. "Go back to sleep my lovebug."
His gentle hands had very quickly put Auggie back to sleep and as soon as he was sure, Bob placed him, blanket and all, into the little wicker bassinet near the window, letting him sleep for as long as time would allow. A rather loud meow had startled him, but when Bob looked down it was only Pumpkin, the little black cat you and him had adopted around Halloween.
"Damnit cat, you'll be the death of us yet," Bob chuckled, noticing that the bright pink sticky notes from the library were stuck to her fur.
Pumpkin gave him the cheekiest little cat grin she could have given him before she ran off to the library. Bob left the library door open just a crack in case Auggie awoke suddenly, excited as ever that the two of you got to spend the time in here that you did.
It was a whole mess of different colored chalk scraping across the little wheel-in blackboard, the turning and marking of pages and searching the shelves for books that you two had planned on using in your joint lessons when you were able to return from leave. Your literature class had already finished the Viking Sagas and would soon be starting your Tolkien block, leaving plenty of room to break down the literature that had inspired the books as well as other little details.
"Alright Professor Bob, give me your best," you joked as soon as he had finished the chalk drawing on the board.
"Very well my young padawan," Bob answered, returning the joke. "The realm we see right in the middle of Yggdrasil, the world of men is known as Midgard or, as the Anglo Saxons put it Middangeard, would roughly translate in today's English as 'Middle Earth'."
One again the familiar meowing of the cat caught him off guard, startling Bob as the cat curled around his legs. "Damnit! Pumpkin, get outta here!" he ordered.
The slinky black cat jumped right onto his desk and lay right down, rolling in the pile of bright pink sticky notes Bob had in a messy pile, the adhesive sticking to her fur.
"Swear to God, it's a wonder that cat hasn't given me a heart attack yet," he mumbled.
"Me too, now lets get back to business," you chuckled.
"Not without a kiss first sweetheart," Bob insisted.
You laughed as Bob kissed you, continuing his little mini lecture on the mythological origins of Tolkien's works while the snowstorm raged outside, but your home warm and cozy just as it had always been.
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pomefioredove · 14 days
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i was wondering if you could do Duece, Leona, Ruggie, Azul, Jamil x Christian S/O headcanons? like reader used to be a preacher back at their world, and still kinda preaches in twst (i think rollo believes in God?) like they do all the things Christians should do but still kinda chaotic? their very respectfull and kind yk? sorry for making this a bit long and confusing lol
twst's relationship with religion is so vague and complicated and yet. I cannot imagine rollo as anything BUT catholic. look at that guy. so I believe there's some kind of similar belief systems happening there
summary: religious reader type of post: headcanons characters: deuce, leona, ruggie, azul, jamil additional info: platonic or romantic, reader is gender neutral, reader yuu, short and not proofread author's note: writing these on the basis that religion does exist in twisted wonderland and parallels religions of our own. I am catholic and admittedly unfamiliar with preaching to others, I think that's more of a protestant thing, so I kinda just winged that part?
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𝐃𝐞𝐮𝐜𝐞 𝐒𝐩𝐚𝐝𝐞
if there's anything for him to admire, it's your dedication
I mean, you're sticking to your beliefs and passions in an entirely different universe
with a bunch of strangers, no less!
whether or not some version of your beliefs exist here, you're committed! and quite knowledgeable, too
it's pretty impressive to him
Deuce's family doesn't seem particularly religious, though he probably just enjoys hearing the stories
the narratives of change and redemption catch his eye
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𝐑𝐮𝐠𝐠𝐢𝐞 𝐁𝐮𝐜𝐜𝐡𝐢
he's big into all those "it's easier for a camel to go through the eye of a needle than for a rich man to enter the Kingdom of God" verses
even if he doesn't necessarily believe in all that heaven stuff... it's a little funny
(he might use that one in the future, actually...)
if religion which parallels our own does exist in Twisted Wonderland, I can imagine his granny being religious
she seems like someone who'd cover the walls in symbols and art
maybe (likely) not Christian in origin, but enough for him to recognize that what you're going on about is a similar deal
he's practically used to it already
𝐋𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐚 𝐊𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐚𝐫
literally just falls asleep while you're talking
it's not that he doesn't care, it's just that...
wait, no. he doesn't care
sure, he participates in traditions and such with his family, but that's more for looks
Leona doesn't really see the point in blindly following something that hasn't helped him out at all
and hearing about miracles and blessings just annoys him
but, hey! you make for a great sound machine
these are basically all just bedtime stories for him to doze off to, anyway
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merman religion is... tricky, to me
the existence of Hades in implies (confirms, even, if we take into account Yuu's dreams) the existence of Poseidon
but, like King Triton, these figures aren't necessarily worshipped. they're depicted as monarchs, not gods
but, then again, our knowledge on Coral Sea culture is limited
in any case, Azul might tolerate preaching
he really sees no use for it, and he's a busy man, but he doesn't really mind the company
if anyone, it's Jade who would be really interested in hearing alllll about these human stories
Floyd might tag along, too
and, suddenly, Azul finds himself wedged between the tweel's shoulders on the floor while they eagerly listen to you
...there goes his afternoon
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𝐉𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥 𝐕𝐢𝐩𝐞𝐫
to me, Jamil is not religious or superstitious by any means
he doesn't mind listening, but don't expect him to change his mind about any of that
(especially while Kalim is begging for more stories)
though, even he admits that having you around is as refreshing as it is entertaining
you're just always so... hopeful
and it's much different from Kalim's version of optimism (in his eyes, at least) simply because, in this world, you're at the same disadvantage as Jamil is
your autonomy is constantly in question, you're living at the mere goodwill of others...
and yet, you're hopeful!
it's strange, but Jamil can't help but crave that presence in his life
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