y’all ever see a piece of fan content about your favorite character that is so horrifically different from what you personally believe and you just

Yes yes we've all seen the Amazon versions

Or tumblr fandom headcanons

It’s not your job to be likable. It’s your job to be yourself. The right people will like you anyway.

Love the part in Evil Dead 2 where Jake is being dragged into the cellar and Annie is trying to drag him out by the legs, but even when she's getting hit by a torrent of blood she's still pulling, like

Girl he's soup

I'm watching the behind the scenes, it was 55 gallons of fake blood. Let me reiterate that.

Really important question:

Do we think Eddie is a swimming trunks kinda guy? Or a speedos kinda guy?

I need thoughts

I need answers

For science 👀

A pair of old cut up cotton pants made into shorts with threads dangling from it

This is true. That lad does not own a pair of swimming anythings but he sure is resourceful af 🤌

Yeah but what if they were grey cotton pants

Okay just using this photo as an example but imagine the fabric clinging to him when wet 👀

Lord

I mean I'm of the belief that he has only one pair of swimming trunks. Black ones with little white skull and crossbones on them. But this? This is a good idea too..

traditionally this is why warrior cultures usually either have VERY short hair or VERY long hair. you have to either shave it off or tie it up. the in between zone (pictured) is where the devil dwells on earth

what i hear when i rewatch this scene

soul sisters arrested for being way too cute (they've tried running a man over)

new tats for chrissy too💗🏹🫶🏼🕊️

an eddissy commission i did for @starryshells :) thanks for commissioning smthg so cute! commission info here!

Reblogging just for Hellcheer cuteness!!!

Proposal, by @emeriart (commissioned for With a Little Help From My Friends)

Night Calls

i made more of the rockstar eddie edits 🌟

This is a comment someone appended to a photo of two men apparently having sex in a very fancy room, but it’s also kind of an amazing two-line poem? “His Wife has filled his house with chintz” is a really elegant and beautiful counterbalancing of h, f, and s sounds, and “chintz” is a perfect word choice here—sonically pleasing and good at evoking nouveau riche tackiness. And then “to keep it real I fuck him on the floor” collapses that whole mood with short percussive sounds—but it’s still a perfect iambic pentameter line, robust and a lovely obscene contrast with the chintz in the first line. Well done, tumblr user jjbang8

I hate that my aesthetic sense agrees with this but everything you just said was correct

I went back to dig up this post because I was thinking about poetry.

This is one of those non-poem things that are among my favorite poems.

As the OP stated, the use of alliterative consonants is aesthetically just great, especially the placement of the strongest use at the end: “fuck him on the floor.” The use of “chintz” is indeed great word choice.

Because I’m insane, decided to scan the poem:

Not only is the second sentence, indeed, perfect iambic pentameter, the entire poem is perfectly metered, though the first sentence has four iambs rather than five.

There are further things I love about this poem, though: I like the casual connotations of “keep it real” juxtaposed with “chintz.” It causes me to interpret the “chintz” more strongly as meaning something fake, a facade. There is also of course the coarseness of “fuck,” which is a contrast with “chintz” but a different kind of contrast, gutsy and carnal where “chintz” is flimsy and inanimate.

And then there is the storytelling: there is SO MUCH storytelling in just these two lines. To break it down: The speaker is having sex with a married man, in the house he shares with his wife, which is “filled with chintz”—something that here connotes fakeness, in contrast with “keep it real.”

The illicit encounter in the poem takes place within a house filled with facade, the flimsy construction of the wife’s marriage and domestic sphere, but the encounter itself is a taste of something “real.” That’s a story, and it’s just two lines.

This is EIGHTEEN SYLLABLES, y’all. The amount of meaning condensed into these eighteen syllables is stunning, and it is so elegantly done.

From a technical standpoint (and ive taken 300- and 400-level poetry classes so I can say this) this is damn near flawless as a poem.

Kept thinking about this ever since I saw it and had to do something

there's art now

Ah dang to go further; the floor is framed as a refuge. As if there is literally no other space in this house that hasn't been populated by his wife with flimsy inanimate fakery. There is no space for this man in this house save for the floor. There is no space for him on the sofa, oon the counter tops, and most notably, no space for him in the marital bed.

I’d also like to point out the use of the word “has.” The wife has filled the house with chintz. She isn’t filling the house with chintz. She doesn’t fill the house with chintz. She has filled the house with chintz. Use of the past-tense makes the wife a subtly removed element in the story, someone whose presence we see in the environment, but who is blissfully distant during the actors throes of passion. There is an element of physical as well as emotional separation from the wife that is catalyzed by being fucked on the floor. Use of the past tense is an end to the wife presence in the actors life, a carnal catharsis amid cold fragility and emotional distance.

This is my new favourite post in the world

everyone cheer for the one (1) time tumblr had reading comprehension

white knuckle gripping it through a silly little oil painting of kermit the frog because i feel disconnected from my body and am desperately trying to not go get another tattoo to solve it

oh kermit the frog we're really in it now

here is the finished kermit btw

the notes are so right. You don't bother to check every egg until the day one is cracked.

This transition is straight out of a horror movie

@heymynameismolly-jk wow

Vlak s kupeji my beloved💜💜💜