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rebouks · 15 days
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[waves lapping] Mia: What’re you so obsessed with? Matilda: Nothing. Mia: [sighs] Are you seriously gonna waste your time staring at lifeguards when you-… Ivan: Triss is the lifeguard. Mia: WHA-… Matilda: Do not. Mia: Whyyy-.. oh my god you’re so annoying, what’s your problem? Matilda: He’s working. Mia: So?! Just go n’ say hi-.. wait, pretend to drown! Matilda: Seriously? Mia: Seriously! He can come n’ save you n’ you can be like.. SURPRISE! It’d be funny. Matilda: I’m not doing that. Mia: I’ll do it then! [Mia shoved Matilda out of the way before she could protest, sprinting toward the ocean with glee] Matilda: I hope she actually drowns. Ivan: You should’a done somethin’ before she had chance t’embarrass ya. Matilda: Yeah, well.. you could’ve kept your big mouth shut too, but here we are. … [super legitimate drowning] [extremely convincing spluttering] Tristen: You good? It’s uh-.. it’s pretty shallow here, y’know? Mia: Ohh sometimes I forget my legs work; you know how it is-.. awh but look how worried my amazing friend is! [Mia stuck a toe in Matilda’s direction, practically vibrating with giddiness-..] [Until Tristen dropped her, anyway] Tristen: Shit-.. are you okay?! [Mia ignored Tristen’s fussing, thoroughly amused by the scene she’d caused] Tristen: I’m so sorry, I-… Matilda: She definitely deserved it, don’t apologise. Mia: [chuckles] Ahh, that really was funny-.. okay, bye. [Tristen stared after Mia for a solid minute, enveloped by an awkward silence that made him want to bury himself into the sand like a frightened crab being hunted by a rabid seagull]
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elbiotipo · 11 months
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Hice a Clemente en Spore:
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this is what the average Argentine looks like
No pude hacer detalles como el monojo raro de él pero creo que Caloi estaría orgulloso
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2stelle · 10 months
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argentina winning against france and then doing this 😭
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milliondollarbaby87 · 2 years
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Don't Make Me Go (2022) Review
Don’t Make Me Go (2022) Review
When Max Park finds out he has a fatal brain tumour, without telling his teenage daughter Wally he takes her on a road trip in an attempt to reunited her with her mother who abandoned her years before. ⭐️⭐️⭐️ (more…)
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sweetsmellosuccess · 2 years
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Somehow, Hannah Marks' "Don't Make Me Go" manages to thread the delicate needle between maudlin medical drama, Young Adult-style hyper-emotional relationship arc, road trip shenanigan, and father/daughter tear jerker, and combine the most cloying elements of each to produce a narrative of singular devotion in demanding its audience audibly sob. It's like watching a "This Is Us" marathon where they take out the connective threads and just play the most weepy bits.
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rickyvalero · 2 years
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Don't Make Me Go Review - a roller coaster that you might not like
Don’t Make Me Go Review – a roller coaster that you might not like
We have a brand new film hitting Prime Video this weekend in Don’t Make Me Go. The film stars John Cho and Mia Isaac. It drops globally on Prime Video on July 15. Directed by Hannah MarksWritten by Vera HerbertStarring John Cho, Mia Isaac, Mitchell Hope, Jemaine Clement, Stefania LaVie Owen, Kaya ScodelarioPlot: When single father Max (John Cho) discovers he has a terminal disease, he decides to…
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kritoo · 3 days
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Fanart for @miasandelle , the only webcomic I've kept up with since the beginning!
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renatagorreri · 10 months
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Danza nella luce
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1902 Clément Type B 143cc 1 cyl ohv 2802
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nemo-in-wonderland · 3 months
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Hiyo everyone <3
I hope you are all doing ok!
I am sorry for going MIA, I consciously took a hiatus from the internet for my own mental health's sake (the Winter Big Sad is still lingering around, I am afraid).
But I have been active offline, creatively speaking, and putting my mind into trying to experiment a little with my style and find one that would please me! So, after so long, allow me to share just this small practice I did with my darling Dorothea (I did them all in under an hour, please be clement with me😅) and I like the direction I am taking :)
Please take care everyone, it do be rough out there!
--Nemo
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rebouks · 8 days
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Mia: God, Ivan.. you’ve spent this whole holiday moping. Ivan: Ain’t you s’posed t’be able t’do whatever y’want on vacation? Mia: [sighs] I guess, but you’re bumming me out. Ivan: Sorry. Mia: I’m tryna make you feel better, is all. No one said I was any good at it. Ivan: Thanks for tryin’-.. you’re doin’ pretty good. Mia: I reckon you just needed some time to think, y’know? You can sit down n’ hash it all out once you get home. Ivan: I know him well enough by now t’know he’ll be gone by the time I get back. I’m done, either way-.. he made his choice n’ it ain’t one I can get behind. Mia: Well, it’s hard to understand without the full story but I’ll take your word for it. Ivan: I thought about askin’ him t’marry me at one point… Mia: Why didn’t you? Ivan: Maybe I could tell his heart wasn’t in it by then-.. maybe it was daft t’think we actually wanted the same things. I dunno if I’m even surprised the more I think about it. Mia: Don’t think about it then. Ivan: Easier said than done, ‘specially with Tilda rubbin’ salt in the wound-.. gallivanting all over the place with Triss. Mia: I’m sure you’ll find someone else to gallivant with one day. Ivan: Nah, I’m fuckin’ cursed. [Mia sighed as Ivan launched into a self-deprecating tirade about his miserable love life and the many, many failed relationships and subsequent breakups he’d been through that were all his fault. By the time he’d reached his teens, she’d had enough] Ivan: Oi, I’m talkin’ here! Mia: You’re ranting. Ivan: I was singin’ your praises for helpin’ a second ago n’ now y’fuckin’ off? Mia: Cutting this pity party short is helping, so keep singin’ em! Ivan: [scoffs] It ain’t a pity party. Mia: Time heals all wounds, you’re amazing, you’ll find someone else-.. byeeeee. Ivan: Tch, not likely. Pixie: What? Ivan: Nothin’, petal. Pixie: This couch smells rank. [Ivan chuckled as his imitating lil lady joined him, fond as always-.. maybe none of it mattered as long as she was happy] Ivan: It really does, huh?
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dhawanmasters · 5 months
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TOP NINE CHARACTERS I LOVED IN 2023
tagged by @talesfromthecrypts and @pascow <3
I like my men murderous and/or pathetic and my women supernaturally off-putting. Boyd Holbrook's on here twice and he'd be on here a third time if I'd rewatched Sandman but I'm rewatching Doctor Who and Hannibal instead. Featuring: Steve Murphy (Narcos), The Twelfth Doctor (Doctor Who), Mia (Talk to Me), Teddy Lobo (Renfield), Mark Hoffman (SAW X), Clement Mansell (Justified: City Primeval), The Master (Doctor Who), Verna (The Fall of the House of Usher), Frederick Chilton (NBC Hannibal)
Tagging (no pressure and sorry if you've done it!):
@sonyarebecchi @billy-crudup @skulandcrossbones @nightofthecreeps @tennant @katherines @crumb @capinejghafa @moonlight
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skatunenetwork · 11 months
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Been a little MIA cause I’ve been teaching band with the Bluecoats 😌✨
📸: Josh Clements
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laliloon · 8 months
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✉️Creepypasta Full Name Headcanons:
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Jeff the Killer: Jeffrey Andrés Navarro Estrada
Homicidal Lou: Luis “Lou/Liu” Gabriel Navarro Estrada
Jane the Killer: Jane Lucia Torres Vázquez
BEN: Benjamin Finley Lawman
Eyeless Jack: Jack Simo Ingram
Nina the Killer: Nina Fia Oliveira Melo
Laughing Jack: Laughing Jack(-in-a-box)
Laughing Jill: Laughing Jill(-in-a-box)
Isaac Clement: Isaac Jacob Clement
Will Clement: William “Will” Elijah Clement
Frank the Undead: Frank Anthony Gaumond
Jason the Toymaker: Jason Nicolas Rousseau
Sally: Sally Cassandra Williams
Toby: Tobias Alexander Engel
Clockwork: Natalie Mia Petrović
Bloody Painter: Helen Lân Truong
Judge Angels: Dina Angela Santagata
The Puppeteer: Jonathan Adesh Persaud
Zero: Alice Laverna Cadell
Nurse Ann: Ann Cecilia Naude
The Dollmaker: Vine Daniil Morozov
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whumpacabra · 4 months
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20. 10/10 Interrogation
Angst, past trauma, past captivity, referenced military setting, referenced torture, referenced murder, fictional politics
AU Masterpost / Previous / Next
“Sargent Harrison Gomez. Translator and technician for TF-42, deployed from Carson City, Nevada Tuesday June 3rd, 2003.” The words were practically a script, slurred between bloodied teeth between screams from broken bones. A prayer, a litany against surrender. But he wasn’t there anymore - there was no surrender to fear here. Wherever here was. Harrison paused as the Deputy scribbled down the information in his notebook. “Can I ask a - a dumb question?”
“Sure.” Thomas looked up, still parsing the words he had transcribed.
“Where - where am I? Where’s - I know this is Cedar Creek or - or something - but…”
“You’re in Cedar Hills, Idaho. Southwest corner of the state - just north of the Nevada line.” His eyes scanned over his notepad, brow furrowed. Harrison interrupted whatever thoughts were churning behind those dark eyes.
“Okay - okay. Okay. Dumb question number - number two - what’s today date?”
“February 29th, 2004. Leap year and all.”
8 months.
He had spent the last 8 months buried beneath the same soil he was sworn to protect. He had spent the last 8 months bleeding and starving and bearing witness to horrific human rights abuses on that soil.
8 months.
It felt longer - it felt wrong that years, or decades hadn’t passed. It felt wrong that more than a few days or weeks had been lost to pain and fear and grief. Had they been declared MIA? KIA? He was supposed to see his mother for Christmas that year - his niece Mel was so excited to show grandma her new knitting skills.
8 months.
He missed the new Lord of the Rings movie.
He wanted to laugh and cry and scream.
“Okay.” Harrison nodded, voice flat and expression blank. Laughing and crying and screaming didn’t help in the bunker, and it wouldn’t help now. He was lucky this small town cop hadn’t shot him on sight - a haggard, blood covered man of color half hysterical with panic and dehydration.
“You don’t seem okay with that…are you sure you’re - ”
“No, but it won’t change time and space if I was.” Harrison shrugged, shaking his head as if it would help clear the desire to scream until his lungs gave out. “Sorry, just - just wanted to get myself oriented. What were you going to ask next?”
“Sure, sure…” Thomas wasn’t convinced but the suspicion in his eyes was drowned by gentle curiosity. “You’re Sargent Harrison Gomez, and he is..?” The deputy nodded his head toward the door they had taken Wolf through.
“Wolf.” Harrison swallowed the half formed sentences on his tongue. He tortured me, my squadmates - killed my CO with a rabid dog and made us watch. He was tortured in ways I can’t imagine surviving. He got thrown into the same dark hole as me when we were left for dead. He got us out of the Box. He saved me from a fate worse than death. He took a bullet for me. I hate him and I can’t at the same time. “Just - I only know him as the Wolf.”
“He’s not one of your squadmates?” It was an honest question, Thomas’ brow pinched in thought. Harrison strangled the flare of offense in his gut - how dare he put the Wolf on the same level of comradeship as Elias and Merrick and Orson and Thatch and Clement -
“No. No, he - he was just in the shithole as us.” They had been there for 8 months. How long had the Wolf been down there? Was his real name on one of the dog tags weighing heavy in Harrison’s pocket?
“Oh. You two seemed…well acquainted.”
“Between getting shot at together and talking to him for however long to keep him awake until…until he stopped talking…well, we aren’t friends, but he’s not some random stranger.”
It was odd to consider. He knew more about his torturer than he knew about Thomas, or Dan, or Merrill. (Not that he knew much.)
“Is there anything identifying you know about him? Outside of his name, of course.”
“German. I think he’s German - he - he spoke German when he was…scared.” Harrison swallowed thickly, forcing down the memory of the Box and the Dark and the smell as the Wolf begged him not to touch him. “His Arabic is good. Accent was always just a little off - makes more sense after hearing him in his mother tongue.”
“Why was he speaking in Arabic?” Harrison opened his mouth, and then closed it. Thomas’ body language shifted, a tension gathering in his jaw. “Son, we won’t hurt you boys, but if you know something that could save lives - ”
“They weren’t terrorists.” Harrison bit the inside of his cheek, swallowing back the spark of anger in his chest. He thought they had been. He thought for so long he was under a different continent’s sand. “They were American.”
“Are you sure?”
“I - I’m not crazy.”
“Didn’t say you were.”
“Don’t.” Harrison felt a cruel laugh bubble in his throat. “Don’t you fucking dare - I’ve spent the last fucking 8 months thinking I was watching terrorists torture and - and murder my squadmates only to crawl out and find I’m not a day’s travel from home.” The laugh hiccuped into a sob. “If they’re terrorists and - and they somehow got set up out here then this damn country is fucked. They’ve got enough men and firepower there to wipe out this town overnight.”
“You’ve been through a lot.” What a polite way to call him insane. But he didn’t have the energy to flinch away from Thomas’ gentle, steady hand as he rubbed Harrison’s shoulder. “How about we talk once you’ve rested up a bit? I’ll…keep an eye out for anything suspicious.”
“The hard drive…” His voice was hoarse, throat strangling his words. “The - there’s a duffel in the truck. We grabbed anything we could - I, there’s a hard drive.” Thomas’ eyes flicked away, guilt in his voice.
“We don’t have any computers in town. County library has a few…”
Of course this hick town wouldn’t have a single computer between them. Harrison’s sobs turned to gasping sighs.
“I’m sorry. I’m - I’m not lying. I wish - maybe - 8 fucking months.”
He was too tired to cry anymore today.
AU Masterpost / Previous / Next
(An AU of my Freelancers series)
Taglist: @i-eat-worlds
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horson · 5 months
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If you're reading Jenny Clements' @miasandelle webcomic Mias and Elle then you must agree that this is the most "WTH's the deal with them??" interaction between the two 😂
If you are not reading it, well, maybe you should? 😳
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