"Now get out of my way, Henry, or I swear to God you'll be wearing your balls for earrings!" Creepshow (1982) dir. George A. Romero
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"Now get out of my way, Henry, or I swear to God you'll be wearing your balls for earrings!" Creepshow (1982) dir. George A. Romero
Some bits I liked from the morse novels
Elsie de Wolfe interior design for a sitting room in the house Marlene Dietrich owned in Hollywood in the 1930s.
Art in the Age of Digital Puritanism (2022) by Iness Rychlik The artist reposted it in 2024 "because it feels relevant in social media today".
[Image description 1: a photo of a nude woman in repose, elbow resting on a greco-roman column, face and upper torso turned away. A pair of robotic arms hold plastic films that pixelate anything viewed through them to censor the woman's groin and visible nipple. End ID 1.
Image description 2: a tumblr censor blacked out post with the text "potentially mature content. This post may contain content not suitable for all audiences" with a button to click and view the post. End ID 2.]
wip Wednesday!
A little peek at the Hunter!Caroline au I've got rotating in my head rn!
With Dagger Held Unsheathed
Chapter 1. Prodigal Daughter
July 2005
"What are all the ways to kill a vampire?" Her dad asked.
They'd been sparing all morning, and while Caroline had been working on her stamina, she was nowhere near the level of her dad. He'd barely broken a sweat, meanwhile, Caroline felt like she was swimming in it.
"Prolonged exposure to sunlight!" She panted, continuing to throw punches.
"For how long?" Dad asked, catching each strike on his palms.
"Approximately," punch, punch, "two minutes for a complete burning," punch, punch, kick, "anything less, and they can heal," punch, punch, "so long as they have blood!"
"Good! What else?"
Caroline ducked a swipe and kept punching. "Vervain can burn them like the sun, but you need a lot of it to kill," elbow, punch, punch, "so it's best used to incapacitate!"
"Excellent! But what are the for sure ways to kill them?"
"Removing the head," punch, kick, punch, "or," she ducked another swipe and pulled a blunted dowel from her boot, popping up fast and aiming right at her fathers chest, "classic stake to the heart," she smiled.
Bill Forbes smiled back proudly, holding his hands up in surrender.
"Very good," he laughed. "But," he grabbed her wrist to redirect her aim, "you'll have a hard time trying to go straight through the sternum like that. Come up from underneath," he shoved the dowel against his solar plexus, just enough so Caroline could get the feel of the angle. "Or from the side," he moved her hand again, "right here between the ribs."
"Between the 4th and 5th," Caroline nodded.
"That's right," he said, releasing her hand. "And remember," he grabbed her by the shoulders and his voice got serious. "Your enemy is bigger, stronger, and faster than you. So the best kill -"
"Is from a distance," she finished for him. "I know, Dad."
Lmao we have to fucking destroy this company are you fucking kidding me with this shit
Google is transforming Search from a list of links into an AI-powered experience filled with conversational answers, autonomous agents, and
Remember that xkcd about how Google searches are shit now? What if we made them even worse for no reason?
I will vote for any candidate who promises to go scorched fucking earth on every tech company. Break every single one of them up into companies based around a single product and then split those in thirds. Weaponize existing antitrust laws to the hilt and pass the most draconian versions of them ever seen on this planet. Nationalize google search specifically. Pass consumer privacy protections strict enough to kill the data harvesting industry for good. Make all of these fuckers go bankrupt for this rent-seeking shit
things are happening. cake fic things. i've been going back and forth on cutting this part, so it might not see the light of ao3.
"Taking up carpentry?"
"Less taking up and more returning to, I'd say." Klaus contemplated the spit in his hand. "You're here early."
"I'm getting breakfast with your sister." Cami flopped down onto the nearby shaded ground like a puppet with its strings cut. "That was the plan, anyway. How am I the one who worked all night, but she overslept?"
"Yes, well, that's Bekah for you. Inconvenient in ways that are, of course, never her own fault."
WIP Wednesday - Return of the Augustine AU
Happy Wednesday! I am rebooting the Augustine AU. If you don't remember (and why would you? I haven't touched it in years at this point), the premise is that instead of Damon and Elena getting infected with the Ripper virus, it's Caroline.
It got backburnered for ages because it felt too similar to Stubborn Season, but the new structure is finally cooking. Nothing that has previously been posted remains canon, but if you want to see it, you can find the other posts in the tags.
Snippet below.
this sounds like a party to me
sometimes the other woman isn't even a woman. it's thomas cromwell
Oooh @vaguely-concerned now THIS is the new spicy take I was looking for in the Tudor history fandom
WIP Wednesday, but I only have Mass Effect this week. I did work on some TVD, but it's very rough and also the sad thing no one wants.
"Hackett," he answered the alert on his omnitool.
"Sir," Lieutenant Trang replied. "Admiral Shepard is on her way to you. I told her you were on your way out, but she insisted. I apologize, sir."
"You're all right, Trang. You would have had to shoot her to stop her."
Trang's half-second pause made it clear she wouldn't be averse. "As you say, sir."
"Listen, can you bring in some of whatever they're calling coffee today? If I'm going to deal with a visit from Hannah Shepard, I'll be needing fortification."
"dc is darker" "marvel has more fantasy" "dc is mystery and marvel is sci fi - " all of you are wrong. dc comics is when a man has black hair and blue eyes. marvel comics is when a man has blonde hair and blue eyes.
i think about this turian legend from time to time
Music of the Night - Karen Richardson
Canadian , b. 1957 -
Varnished watercolour on panel , 12 x 12 in.
Pro hag, anti ai