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This image is basically everything I like. I tried to compile all the favorite bands and styles. Of course, a lot was left out. for example, my favorite films and several bands that certainly deserved space on the poster. bands like C.W.Stoneking (my favorite musician), Joe Meek, The Residents, Psychic TV and the Cleaners From Venus (Martin Newell), Tom Waits... of films, I could have written Valerie and her week of wonders. Muholland Drive. Paris, Texas. American Graffiti or Moonrise Kingdom. Anyway, even though a lot of things were left out, a lot of my aesthetic is still here. Consider this image, kind of my version of that Meet The artist challenge. - I personally love Sarah Records, Goosebumps, the 60s, 70s and 80s (I literaly live in the past, baby. All my clothes, music and everything comes directly from the past!) outsider music, Twin Peaks and many others. Anyway, it took some work for me to put together this image, but I hope someone in this wild wild world gives some value to it. Ha ha.

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thank you for the tag my love @cloneloverrrrr

these are in no particular order and was painful for me to choose only ten because i love a lot of movies 😭

nightmare before christmas 1993

any guardians of the galaxy (or marvel i am also a major marvel fan)

megamind 2010 (i quote this movie almost everyday)

maze runner series 2014 - 2018

star wars prequels 1999 - 2005 (specifically revenge of the sith)

10 things i hate about you 1999

lego batman movie 2017(hear me out 💀)

treasure planet 2002

elvis 2022

scream 1996

no pressure tags! @starrylothcat @techorgana @blueink-bluesoul @wolffegirlsunite @freesia-writes @deejadabbles @hellhound5925 @dukeoftheblackstar

if you already participated or don’t want to please feel free to ignore the tag :)

if you want to join in pls tag me!

Top 10 fav movies because i'm bored XD

Amatw (2018)

Amatwq (2023)

Dsmom (2022)

ant-man (2015)

Dos tipos de cuidado (1953)

Los 3 huastecos (1948)

Jurassic park (1993)

Finch (2021)

Coco (2017)

Indiana jones and the last crusade (1989)

Tagging with no pressure: @ruben-the-spider-oc @aintinacage @trapezequeen @aeterna-auroral-avenger @maddielang16 if you want to make a top too! Anyone can join as well

YAAAAAS!!!

Friendly reminder that tomorrow is October 3rd…

… and a Wednesday

TIME TO REPRESENT

Simon Gruber Pt.2: A Savior

Pt.1 Continuation of "Simon Gruber - A Stranger":

It has been a few years since Hans' death. We weren't able to bury his body, so I made a memorial to him on my property. I visit it every year on his birthday, as well as on the day that I lost him.

I don't think I will ever move on from his death, after all, he was my childhood and all-time best friend. We were so close, never having any secrets except our darkest memories, we relied completely on one another, and now I've found that my sense of direction has been taken away.

The first year was spent feeling drowned, everything was dull and bland, I no longer felt like I was real.

It had seemed as though I had died with Hans, but I think Simon saved me.

He stayed with me the months after Hans' death, helping me to heal both my physical and emotional wounds. I probably would've committed suicide had Simon not been there.

He kept his distance, visiting daily, but usually leaving before evening. At first he just made sure I left my bedroom and ate at least one meal, but that slowly morphed into staying the whole day with me; drawing or reading books, that fondness led to him comforting me when I would cry myself to sleep.

I didn't realize it at first, but Simon saved me, he saved me from myself, saved me from the darkness that was encompassing my mind.

I don't know specifically when I fell in love with him, but I do remember when I realized it.

_______

(Flashback/Dream in quotations)

(This is set in Germany, but I am too lazy to write the speaking parts in German)

I had awoken that morning the same as always - hoping to fall back asleep and never wake up. However, because of Simon, I had started to take care of myself a little more, actually leaving my room instead of just wasting the whole day; but today felt exceptionally difficult. The first thing that came to mind was my dream:

"It was a time in high school when Hans and I were in geometry class. I've always had a tough time with geometry, but today I seemed to be exceeding in stupidity, I just couldn't understand anything my teacher was saying, and he even yelled at me when I got an answer wrong.

I was fairly shy in high school, but I always seemed to become friends with the teachers. This teacher, Mr.Meyer, appeared to enjoy humiliating me on a daily basis, but today he even excelled past my expectations.

I had been asking Hans to explain how to do one of the problems, and Mr.Meyer apparently didn't like that at all. He called my name and asked me to come up to the front, telling me to solve the question on the board. I gave my best try, utilizing what little information I did know, but I naturally got the wrong answer. I wasn't that far off, but to Mr.Meyer, it seemed as though the world had ended.

The first thing he did was loudly sigh before aggressively banging his fist once against the wall. I had jumped up in surprise, and I definitely didn't expect him to turn and start shouting at me next.

"How stupid can you be? You've been learning this for a week!" I visibly shrunk away from his enraged form, I really don't do well in conflict, especially not after what my father did to me.

My submissiveness seemed to only enrage him further, he took a step towards me, to which I responded by stepping back. This continued for only a second longer before he roughly grabbed my wrist, yanking me forwards so hard I almost fell into him. The class was barren of noise, I was usually the one to receive most of his verbal abuse, but today shocked everyone into silence.

My wrist was aching in pain, my eyes stinging slightly with tears as I gasped and looked to his face. He looked like he was about to shout at me some more, but before he could, another hand grabbed my wrist, though this hand was much gentler. Both Mr.Meyer and I shift our gaze to the owner of the hand, immediately seeing the deceivingly calm Hans.

Hans' other hand quickly shoved Mr.Meyers back, causing him to lose his grip on my wrist and let me go. Hans immediately shifted us so that his body formed a barrier between Mr.Meyer and I. Glancing around him, I saw the frustrated face of Mr.Meyers, who was glaring straight at Hans, but Hans made no move to back down. Instead, he faced Mr.Meyers, straightening his posture and squaring his shoulders, almost as if challenging Mr.Meyers to try something.

Hans is an intimidating 6'1", and though he may look a little skinny, there was no messing with him; especially not when you are only a 5'9" out of shape 40 year old who teaches math for a living.

Mr.Meyers surveys this new situation before lowering his gaze and facing the class, beginning to explain a math concept as though he didn't just verbally and physically abuse one of his students. Hans turned around and placed a gentle hand on my lower back, turning me around and leading me gently out of the classroom and into the hall.

We walked for a little while until we reached an empty classroom, to which he shut the blinds and closed the door, sitting me down on the teachers desk before sitting next to me.

I didn't even notice I had tears practically flowing down my face, nor that I was beginning to hyperventilate. I didn't sob, I was a silent crier, but Hans knew that this had brought back some bad memories. My father abused me, physically, mentally, sexually. I didn't have a mother to save me from him, I had an absent older brother who knew about it and never did anything.

Hans' arms gently wrap around my shoulders, his warm body encompassing me, almost as though trying to shelter me from the effects of the world. I remember when I first told Hans about what my father did to me, I didn't want to, but he eventually figured out that there was a reason I never wanted to go home (he only really started to think about it after I nearly shouted out in protest when his parents suggested dropping me off at home). Hans wanted to kill my father when he found out, but I couldn't let him, I wouldn't let him. I would be put into foster care, probably just to experience the same things or worse.

I never expected Hans to actually do anything violent for me, but today he was willing to fight my teacher. He was willing to get hurt, and possibly get sent to jail for attacking a teacher, just because the teacher had yelled at me and hurt me."

When I awoke from this dream, my body ached for Hans' protective stature, his amicable personality.

A feeling of nausea overwhelmed me, knowing he would never again be there to save me from abuse and slurs thrown my way, he would never be there to comfort me when the memories of my childhood become too much.

All of this fell heavily on my shoulders, I felt like I was being pushed deeper into the mattress… Maybe I would finally suffocate and be free, but life is fraught with twists.

That day, like all the others, Simon had planned to stop by, he didn't have any plans in particular, he just knew that he was enjoying my company more and more, lord knows why. He opened the door to my home, expecting to see me eating a sad bowl of cereal and to jump up to greet him, but instead he was met with a silence that was almost eerie. It set him on edge as it had been months since my house had felt that cold.

He crept forward, calmly calling out my name.

"Y/N?" Tone raspier than normal, his voice echoing down the hallways. I heard him, but it only made me shiver and pull the blankets around my face; just hearing him reminds me of how Hans is gone. I would never wish Simon and Hans to switch places, but I did constantly wish for Hans and I too, for him to have gotten shot and sent back home, and for me to instead have been thrown out of the building to fall to my death.

I didn't notice Simon open my door, nor when he sat next to me on the bed, I only noticed him when his soft hand reached out and gripped my wrist gently. I was startled, after that dream, his touch only made the memories worse; I found myself subconsciously jerking away from him.

I only chanced one glance up, I have never flinched because of him, and the view I was met with made me feel indescribably guilty. His face seemed apathetic, but his eyes told so much more; they were flowing with concern, concern for my health, concern for why I seemed fearful of him.

I clench my eyes shut, swallowing heavily as I feel the need to sink deeper into this bed until I slip into a better reality. Instead, I push myself up, resting my torso against the backboard and placing my hands in my lap.

"I-I'm sorry, I didn't mean to." My voice feels uneasy, my soul drained from just those few words being spoken. I know I must look just as emotionally tired as I feel, because though his concern remains, it is now joined by understanding.

We sat still for a few moments, his hand returning to its place on my wrist, thumb caressing the top of my hand softly, comfortingly. I avert my eyes from his, glancing instead at our hands, his warm skin soothing my frigidness.

"You had a dream, didn't you?" His question was vague, but I know what he means. He knows all about my nightmares, he knows about the memories that resurface in my subconscious. It all makes me want to go and hold a gun at some policeman or take the 30 oxycodone pills I have leftover.

"Yes." He doesn't do anything for a few moments, taking his time to contemplate what to say next.

He surprises me by abruptly standing up from the bed, my mind immediately assuming he's just going to walk away and back out my front door. I am, however, pleasantly met with an outstretched hand, palm open for me to grasp. I look at it for about five seconds before sighing, lazily placing my hand into his, allowing him to pull me up.

"Let's go for a walk, darling."

_______

That was when I knew he was the one for me. He didn't force me to talk, he didn't need to know everything that happened to me. He just needed me to know that I could tell him anything I wanted to, or not tell him anything at all.

That day, we’d walked all around my property, through the forests that surround my home and down to the stream I love to sit near.

He had sat me in the kitchen before we left, packing a few things and placing them in a bag before leading me out of my home. When we were finally sitting by the stream, he opened the bag and pulled out two notebooks, and a pencil and pen. He placed the pen in my hand gently, my body warming slightly; I was honestly surprised he remembered that I don't like drawing with pencils.

Looking from the pen to his face, I am met with a smirk, not a smug one, more like a pleased one, pleased that he impressed me. I returned his smirk with a smile, not a wide one. Today I knew wasn't going to be easy, but my smile reflected that he was making a shitty day better.

We sat there for hours, just drawing and listening to the stream, softly speaking in the moments when we would get caught gazing at one another. After a while we had shifted to laying on our backs on the blanket. We started a foot or so away from each other, and somehow that changed to our arms brushing, eventually with his arm wrapped around my shoulder and carefully pulling me into his side.

I don't know how to describe it, but it felt like the joy I experienced when I awaken to see a gorgeous cloudy morning with a mist falling. Like the days when you want to run around in jubilation and then go home at night to sit by a warm fire and sip hot chocolate... He was my comfort.

We stayed like that for a while. I was watching the clouds at first, but my head lazily lolled to the side to rest carefully on his chest, my body shifting sideways so I could wrap my arm over his abdomen. He tensed slightly when I started shifting, but quickly relaxed when he realized I wasn't moving away.

He took me home when the sun drifted towards the horizon, its orange rays burning streaks across the pink sky. When we got to my door, he swiftly opened it before I could grab the handle, only offering me a gentlemanly smile as he motioned me inside. I offered him a thankful smile in return before walking in.

The last thing I expected was to see a large bowl of popcorn sitting on my coffee table, the TV turned on with a paused movie awaiting me; and let's not forget the crackling fire and the thick blankets and furs draped over my couch.

"I hope you don't mind, but I figured you aren't one to enjoy a fancy dinner." My trance is broken by that German voice I have grown to miss when he leaves for the night. That voice that reminds me that my whole world isn't dark, and that I do have hope.

I turn around gradually, my eyes are watering, the smile upon his face seems to lessen as he fears he's made me upset. He opens his mouth to speak, but I pay it no mind as I rush forward and embrace him. He stiffens in surprise before wrapping his strong arms around me, my face bowing against his chest with his head resting atop mine. Only a few tears escape my eyes, but they are joined by a smile as these are tears of joy.

Pulling away slowly, his arms resting around my hips as mine lightly hold his arms. Backing up further, I grab one hand, allowing the other to fall; I pull him to the couch, quickly sitting down in the middle. His expression is one of surprise and curiosity, he clearly wasn't expecting this reaction at all.

He stands there for a few seconds, his hand still in mine as he contemplates what he should do now. I shake my head lightly as a sweet smile smooths over my face.

I gently tug him closer, lightly tapping the spot next to me as a sort of invitation. His surprised look quickly washes over, and a soft grin now forming as he swiftly sits next to me, one hand resting behind me and the other still in my grasp. I waste no time bundling the covers over me, hugging my legs to my abdomen as I situate myself.

Simon releases my hand slowly, reaching forward and starting the movie, both of us comfortably enjoying the film.

Half way through, the emotional exhaustion of the day finally hits me. I can feel myself drifting off every so often, but I defiantly try to maintain my consciousness. Simon must've noticed, because he pauses the film, glancing over at my barely awake form with his warm eyes before standing up carefully. I'm about to protest the movement, but am quickly silenced when he reaches down and scoops me into his arms.

The action barely stirs me, the exhaustion only allowing me to grab his shirt and curl into him in the hopes that he won't drop me. My eyes drooping shut, pushing my face into the crook of his neck, his masculine aftershave soothing me even further.

He carefully walks through my house, navigating easily to my room. The sheets are still pulled back from this morning, so he places me down softly onto the fluffy mattress, pulling the sheets and covers gently over me. He looks down with a gaze of warmth and familiarity, one I can feel even though I can't see it. He's in the midst of turning to leave, when my hand suddenly reaches out and grabs his. He immediately halts his movement, turning his head down to our interlocked hands.

"Stay." My vision is blurry, but my words are clear. He tilts his head slightly in contemplation, that slight squint in his eyes whenever he is thinking deeply.

"Of course, my dear." Ever the gentlemen, even if he wasn't, he knew he couldn't deny any of my requests. He slowly releases my hand, quietly walking around my bed to the other side. I don't turn around, but I can feel him pull back the covers, as well as the bed shift when he lays his body down. He stays on his side for a few minutes before deciding what he wants to do.

I am barely awake when I feel him shift again, this time on his side facing my back; next thing I know, I feel a strong arm delicately wrap around my waist, pulling me backwards until I am pressed against his chest. I, of course, don't object, simply cuddling closer to him as he rests his head above mine, his warmth slowly lulling me into a state of calmness. Just as I am on the brink of unconsciousness, I hear his gorgeous voice whisper something.

"I love you, Y/N." His voice was soft and quiet, as though not wanting me to hear. I pay it no mind, my brain immediately responding,

"I love you, Simon." Sleep encompassing both my body and mind right after.

Pt.1

Top 9 Favorite Movies

It seems I’ve been tagged by @animegirlsakurablr

9. Ratatouille

8. Enchanted

7. Blazing Saddles

6. Skyfall

5. Monty Python and the Holy Grail

4. Millennium Actress

3. Castle in the Sky

2. The Cabinet of Dr. Caligari

1. Angel’s Egg

I don’t know who to tag. 😕

"Back to the Future"

A great movie for all times. I've loved it since 2017. Since then, my mom showed it to me as her favorite movie of her youth... Okay, to be honest, I started with the game. I came across it through "similar" games to "Doctor Who: The Eternity Clock". At that time I didn't even suspect that all these characters were from some movie, but I was delighted! High-quality localization (even on my native language!), intriguing and unpredictable plot, various mechanics (I suffered every time when preparing fuel!!). But now we're still not talking about it.

Thanks to the characters, I remembered that my mom had already shown me something like this. I started asking her about it and found all three films on online cinema. I watched it with great pleasure.

I can't choose my favorite film from the trilogy, but I will leave the first part here. The most balanced in terms of the plot, written by Gale and Zemeckis. I will also note the music by Alan Silvestri: goosebumps all over my body from it in the scene of saving Lorraine. By the way, I even have one of the official comics. I like the comics themselves, even if they seem a little confusing. The game copes with its task better in this regard.

Thank you for the tag, Katie @bangtan-sonyeonddaeng ! (Don’t mind me while I fangirl over my fave BTS writer tagging me! 😊)

(Oh, and, you know I wholeheartedly accept cute happy Yoongi. Always. 😉)

Okay, here are my top 10 favorite movies of all time (in no particular order):

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I hardly know anyone on Tumblr 😆, so I’ll just tag: @sleepyjhs @hugseoks @mimibtsghost @saramarse

Movie Tag!

I was tagged by @illneverrecover to post gifs from 10 of my favorite movies (without naming the movies!)

Thank you Jackie babe! This was HARD. These are in no particular order! These are some of my favorites! Hopefully you can figure out which ones they are! (Also I have a lot more than 10 favs, but these were off the top of my head)

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THIS WAS SO HARD

I tag: @dildaar @dilkishehnaai @chaanv @aapagaa @jooheonbee @bangtan-sonyeonddaeng @superblylovingcoffee @disarmlow

I would say this film is an adventure story even though there is no brandishing of weapons or battles involving supernatural powers.

However, this story is not a showdown between right and wrong. It is a story in which the heroine will be thrown into a place where the good and the bad dwell together, and there, she will experience the world.

She will learn about friendship and devotion, and will survive by making full use of her brain.

She sees herself through the crisis, avoids danger and gets herself back to the ordinary world somehow.

She manages, not because she has destroyed the “evil,” but because she has acquired the ability to survive.

-Hayao Miyazaki, The Art of Spirited Away, “Chihiro’s Mysterious Town”

Movie Tag Game

Got tagged by the lovely @weethreequarter​!

Post 10 gifs of your 10 favourite movies without naming them.

In no particular order, just movies that I love.

Thank you for the tag! ^_^ As for my tagging - feel free to ignore if you don’t want/don’t have time to do this! @menatiera​ @rebelmeg​ @trashcanakin​ @raethefriendlyghost​ @primekent​ @somystark​ @deathsweetqueen​ @journeythroughtherain​ @kimannhart​ @letsallsleepoverwork​ @larissaloki​

Bonus:

The Nice Guys (2016) dir. Shane Black

Movies

I was tagged by @thesimtraveler​.  This is not an exhaustive list by any means.  If anything, these could be categories for my favorite kinds of films.  Let me know if you can guess what these are from the gifs (I tried to pick ones that make it obvious) and, if you’ve seen them, tell me what you thought about them.  I love them all. 

I’m not going to tag anyone, but if you want to share your favorite movies via gif, I’d love to see them.  I’m having fun trying to guess everyone’s favorites.  

palo alto • gia coppola gets it

i must watch this

relating to the palo alto feeling<<

Thank you for tagging me @sarcasticmalecfan

These are my 7 comfort Films. What are yours let me know!

Romeo Must Die (2000)

Call Me By Your Name (2017)

Venom (2018)

The Great Gatsby (2013)

Romeo + Juliet (1996) 

Cowboy Bebop: The Movie (2001)

Lara Croft Tomb Raider (2001)

I’m tagging my friend @puffylicious93x

7 Comfort Films

Thanks for tagging me @mirandamanages!

The Princess Bride (1987)

The Perks Of Being A Wallflower (2012)

Coco (2017)

The Breakfast Club (1985)

The Sound Of Music (1965)

Pride (2014)

Booksmart (2019)

I will be tagging @sarcasticmalecfan , @holyarchistud and @biacademia

Stay healthy and go by the rules for social distancing! It will all get better soon.

I FINALLY finished reading Master and Margarita.

I have no words to describe just how long it took me to finish reading this one single book, but now that I did I can finally cross it out on my main reading list after it has been waiting there ever since the pandemic.

That's why I decided to finally get around watching the most recent Master and Margarita movie and honestly? Not bad.

Plotwise I think they did great considering the amount of material that they had to fit into a 2hr 30min-ish movie.

The casting was spot-on, the German actor August Diehl played Woland/The Devil, which was really surprising as his Russian was really good.

Another pleasant surprise was that the actor who played Satan (Yuri Kolokolnikov, he was also in GoT!) in Doomsday/Конец света starred along as Koroviev, which really showed a new interesting side to his acting.

Music, costumes and especially the scenery was really good, my only slight disappointment was that Behemoth the cat got significantly less screen-time and that he wasn't as behemoth and chaotic as described (see below - I just think that the movie Behemoth doesn't really match the energy of the book Behemoth)

Nonetheless, it's a solid 8 from me, so I recommend checking out Мастер и Маргарита/ Master and Margarita!

Some of my favourite literary/ academic movies

1. The Oxford murders (2008): This one is great for people who love mathematics, mysteries and murders. A suspenseful thriller for all admirers of the dark academia aesthetic.

2. Me and Orson Welles (2008): This one unfortunately is a lesser known movie. A big recommendation for everyone who has a love for Shakespeare, theatre and period dramas.

3. My afternoons with Margueritte (2010): This is a heartwarming french movie about a unique friendship between an old book-loving lady and a younger, poor educated craftsmen. She shares her wisdom with him and introduces him to the world of literature: A touching ode to loving books and bringing people together with literature.

4. The words (2012): This one is a touching and highly underrated movie about the power of words and books. It is a beautiful love story, thriller and drama all in one and tells the story about a writer during different timelines and dimensions. It is basically a book within a movie where the protagonist (a famous author played by Bradley Cooper) bears a big secret.

5. A beautiful mind (2002): This has to be one af the most beautiful movies of all time. Telling you to much about it would only take something away from the experience of watching it for the first time. Just watch it for yourself and be prepared for a huge twist and one of the most heartwarming, intelligent films ever produced.

My favourite dark mystery / horror movies

The secret window (2004)

This Stephen King adaptation starring a brilliant Johnny Depp is a hugely underrated psychological thriller. You will be glued to your seat an constantly question what is true and what's not.

Identity (2003)

If you like unexpected twists and turns, this is the one for you: the film follows ten strangers in an isolated hotel, who are temporarily cut off from the rest of the world, and are mysteriously killed off one by one

Life (2017)

A crew of the International space station is looking for evidence of life on mars. What they don't know is, that they are about to discover something that will threaten their lives and the whole human existence.

10 cloverfield lane (2016)

After surviving an accident, Michelle wakes up to find herself in an underground bunker. A man who lives there tells her that a massive chemical attack has left the air unbreathable, and their only hope of survival is to remain inside. Over time Michelle seems to question what is true and what's not.

Sunshine (2007)

This one has to be one of the most underrated science fiction movies ever. The soundtrack and cinematography are breathtakingly gorgeous: Taking place in the year 2057, the story follows a group of astronauts on a dangerous mission to reignite the dying Sun.

Room 1408 (2007)

A highly underrated adaptation of Stephen King's works starring John Cusack and Samuel L. Jackson: Ignoring the warnings of the hotel manager , a succesfull writer learns the meaning of real terror when he spends the night in a reputedly haunted room

Crimson peak (2015)

A great ghostly tale by the master of horror himself, Guillermo del Toro. Starring Tom Hiddleston, Jessica Chastain and Mia Wasikoswka this story is a great take on classic gothic Fiction. The set-design is phenomenal!

David Cronenberg's Videodrome (1983) vs. Jane Schoenbrun's I Saw the TV Glow (2024)

The Incredibly True Adventure of 2 Girls in Love (1995 dir. Maria Maggenti)

The Incredibly True Adventure of 2 Girls in Love (1995 dir. Maria Maggenti)