"It's been trapped here for thousands of years, alone."
"It's not alone anymore."
"It doesn't think on that level. It thinks about eating. That's it."
"You would know."
"If we stay, it will kill us."
"Not unless we can kill it first."
"Well, I don't see how."
"Then either we must go, or it must. Maybe it wants to go. If we open the Stargate…"
The Mandalorian: Here is a random blonde-haired white boy with classically attractive features among the regular Mandalorians who are canonically a bunch of blonde-haired white people with classically attractive features.
This fandom for some inexplicable reason: This is obviously a very SPECIFIC blonde-haired classically attractive white boy because he is blonde and white and classically attractive, these are definitely defining traits of this one character and cannot be applied to 90% of the Mandalorian population.
whenever i see people describe house of wax or malignant as “bad movies” or “so bad they’re good” i really just question what their definition of good is, what bad is, and also if they’ve seen as many horror movies as i have.
like it’s actually apparently pretty fucking hard to make a halfway decent horror film, especially a slasher film with a twist. there is clearly so much care into character design, set design, cinematography, and most importantly, actually decent writing. 85% of horror films i watch are really stupid, have bad effects, are overdone, or the acting is absolutely and truly abysmal. it’s hard to hit the sweet spot.
as far as house of wax and malignant go, as slasher films, they’re extremely successful in creating an original and interesting concept and retaining the camp that often came with genre classics such as the friday the 13th and nightmare on elm street franchises (to just name a few).
above all else, the writing holds up reasonably. you’d be surprised how many films with good production value & acting struggle with having a beginning, middle, and satisfying end. there are a lot that just kind of fall apart in the middle, or leave the end so open that there is no real conclusion or satisfaction.
I remembered the episode with the call of K'foggnarh, and now I can't stop thinking that I will later make a reference to the famous moment from Evangelion on this moment
the funniest meltdown ive ever had was in college when i got so overstimulated that i could Not speak, including over text. one of my friends was trying to talk me through it but i was solely using emojis because they were easier than trying to come up with words so he started using primarily emojis as well just to make things feel balanced. this was not the Most effective strategy... until. he tried to ask me "you okay?" but the way he chose to do that was by sending "👉🏼👌🏼❓" and i was so shocked by suddenly being asked if i was dtf that i was like WHAT???? WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY TO ME?????????? and thus was verbal again
i do unironically think the best artists of our generation are posting to get 20 notes and 3 reblogs btw. that fanfic with like 45 kudos is some of the best stuff ever written. those OCs you carry around have some of the richest backstories and worldbuilding someone has ever seen. please do not think that reaching only a few people when you post means your art isn't worth celebrating.
had a fucking hilarious dream that tumblr replaced the "block" function with the far funnier "glock" function, which did the exact same thing except whenever anyone blocked you a random bullet hole, like a png of a bullet hole, would appear on your blog. discourse blogs were unreadable bc you'd go to the page and the sheer amount of bullet hole pngs stacked over the blogs obscured everything. I woke myself up laughing
Crocodile finds a strange stray cat an 11-year old Nico Robin
(AU where they met 13 years earlier. Robin's been on the run from the World Government for 3 years. Crocodile's 27 and has not set up base in Alabasta yet)
It seems like I have become possessed. By some sort of demon.