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OMG THIS ART STYLE 💝💝💝

Pruebas de tinta con los novios 💋💋💋

i fucking agree with the Aldo Rizz god lmfao

ALDO RAINE DON'T TELL ME YOU WEAR "NOTHING" TO SLEEP

i can't--- i can't, no, i mean... 🛐🛐🛐🛐

IB content bc i said so

cuteee

hehe

OMG OMG TYLER????

oh.

i have to write one bout Rusty Ryan soon

10 Quiet Ways Your Character Is Breaking Their Own Heart (And Pretending It's Fine)

These are the betrayals that aren’t loud. They don’t come with fireworks or screaming matches. These are the small, slow deaths. The ones that your character lets happen... while smiling politely.

» They say yes when they desperately want to say no. Every. Damn. Time. They show up when they're exhausted. They agree to things they hate. They make themselves smaller, softer, easier, because "good people" don’t make waves, right? (Spoiler: they're drowning.)

» They keep chasing people who only love them halfway. It's not even subtle anymore. They know these people leave them on "read," show up late, make them feel like an afterthought. But they cling anyway, spinning every scrap of affection into a story about hope. (It’s not hope. It’s hunger.)

» They refuse to believe good things are meant for them. They’ll hype everyone else up. They’ll believe in everyone else's dreams. But when something finally good lands in their lap? They’ll panic. Push it away. Tell themselves it was a fluke. (Because being disappointed feels safer than being lucky.)

» They’re waiting for closure that will never come. An apology. An explanation. A miracle where someone says, "You were right, and I was wrong, and I’m so sorry." They wait years. Decades. Lifetimes. But deep down, they know: some people never come back. Some stories just end without punctuation.

» They’re hoarding all their "almosts" like treasures. The job they almost got. The love that almost worked. The version of themselves they almost became. They replay those maybes like a greatest hits album. (Meanwhile, real life is slipping by while they mourn possibilities.)

» They’re performing a version of success they secretly hate. Look at the Instagram. Look at the LinkedIn updates. Look at the shiny exterior. It looks like winning. But every trophy they collect feels heavier, not lighter. Every promotion tastes a little more like ash. (Turns out, chasing someone else's dream is still losing.)

» They forgive people who aren’t sorry. Not because they’re enlightened. Not because they’ve healed. But because it’s easier to pretend it didn’t hurt than to sit with the fact that it did—and that the person responsible doesn't care. (Some wounds scar better when you stop pretending they were accidents.)

» They punish themselves for still being soft. The world told them, again and again, that soft things get broken. And they believed it. So every time they feel too much? Every time they cry or hope or trust? They tell themselves they’re weak. Stupid. Embarrassing. (They're not. They're just still alive.)

» They downplay their own magic. They call their talents "lucky breaks." Their beauty "average." Their intelligence "no big deal." They shrug off compliments like they're dangerous. Because deep down, they've been taught that being remarkable makes you a target.

» They cling to the idea that if they just work harder, they'll finally be enough. They believe in meritocracy like it’s a religion. That if they hustle hard enough, self-sacrifice deep enough, burn themselves to ash perfectly enough, someone, somewhere, will finally say, "You're worthy now." (They were always worthy. The system is just broken.)

Omg fuck plotholes.

I can't even make Seth and Jerry meet in peace.

I've rewatched From dusk till dawn 1996 and The mexican 2001 for the nth time to write this bs

How do they even use swearing words, I keep asking myself

no one supports you like an internet friend you never met

OMG BRAD PITT IN JAPANESE STYLE

if this movie has no fans, the fbi finally got me

Yooooooo

So update on the Marauders x Ocean’s 11 (i tried to do only girls but this line up just worked so well)

James as Danny Ocean

Lily as Rusty (we know who the real brain is)

Sirius as Ruben

Mary as Saul

Dorcas as Frank?

Marlene as Basher

Pandora as Yen?

Regulus as Linus

Evan and Barty as Virgil and Turk

Lily as Livingston

Peter as Tess (no romantic Prongstail)

Voldy as Benedict

(Obviously it’s their global role, they won’t be exactly them)

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George Clooney in 1996!

(drawing jet-black mullet George in the 1980s is so hard, i quit 😛)

i read this for my writing and ended realized something for myself instead 🙁

Ways I Show a Character is Emotionally Burned Out (Before They Even Realize It Themselves)

I love writing characters who think they’re fine but are actually walking emotional house fires with bad coping mechanisms.

They stop doing the things they used to love and don’t even notice. Their guitar gathers dust. Their favorite podcast becomes background noise. Their hobbies feel like homework now.

They pick the path of least resistance every time, even when it hurts them. No, they don’t want to go to that thing. No, they don’t want to talk to that person. But whatever’s easier. That’s the motto now.

They’re tired but can’t sleep. Or they sleep but wake up more tired. Classic burnout move: lying in bed with their brain racing like a toddler on espresso.

They give other people emotional advice they refuse to take themselves. “You have to set boundaries!” they say—while ignoring 8 texts from someone they should’ve cut off three emotional breakdowns ago.

They cry at something stupidly small. Like spilling soup. Or a dog in a commercial. Or losing their pen. The soup is never just soup.

They say “I’m just tired” like it’s a personality trait now. And not like… emotionally drained to the bone but afraid to admit it out loud.

They ghost people they love, not out of malice, but because even replying feels like too much. Social battery? Absolutely obliterated. Texting back feels like filing taxes.

They stop reacting to big things. Catastrophes get a blank stare. Disasters feel like “just another Tuesday.” The well of feeling is running dry.

They avoid being alone with their own thoughts. Constant noise. TV always on. Music blasting. Because silence = reckoning, and reckoning is terrifying.

They start hoping something will force them to stop. An accident. A missed deadline. Someone else finally telling them, “You need a break.” Because asking for help? Unthinkable.

yoooo hoooo

tomorrow is the LAST DAY to sign up for the wolfs exchange

oh yeh, i don't even know how Danny will ever help Rusty out ☠️☠️

Had to make a meme to describe me currently

i can't hate them, i can't hate this

sowwy

YES YES I THOUGHT THIS FANDOM IS DYING 😭😭😭‼️‼️‼️

Deciding that I missed this blog. Headcannons to celebrate.

The Ocean's Crew almost always live together in one big house during their planning phases. Sometimes they crash at Rueben's mansion, sometimes they all stay in adjoining rooms at a cheap hotel, and sometimes Danny has the money for an AirB&B.

When they do all live together, Rusty is the one who decides where everyone goes. Because of this, he gets hounded and bribed for weeks on end before move-in day because: Saul's very strong living preferences are always changing, Livingston's allergies mean he can't stand rooming with half the crew, Frank needs his own bathroom, if they bring Tess then everyone is going to want to room with Tess, Yen wants to be closest to the kitchen and simultaneously on one of the higher floors, Basher is very particular about who he simply will not room with, Linus has about a million asks (both said and unsaid), Danny wants to be wherever his scheming mind can scheme a little more, and nobody ever wants to room with the twins.

Rueben never has to tell Rusty his preferences. He knows that Rusty will put him where he likes best.

Rueben's butler knows them all by name and never needs to be asked what they want for breakfast.

When they live together they come up with random, stupid family rules like "if you're late for dinner, you have to sing 'I'm a little teapot' backwards" or "if you track mud through the house you have to do the dishes." The twins invented most of these rules just to mess with Linus but they become a staple of every good heist.

Domesticities like Taco Tuesday are mandatory.

If there is a pool, Basher will be in it. It gets to the point where Danny has to bribe staff to put less chlorine in it so Basher's skin doesn't dry out like a raisin.

Everyone gauges how well things are going by Rusty's nighttime routine. If he announces after dinner that he's going to bed by 9 or 10, it is defcon 5 and everyone should be tense.

Frank has jazz playing 24/7.

If they're staying at a hotel, they have to attack breakfast in the lounge restaurant in meticulous phases. Danny always goes first to get the freshest coffee. Rusty always goes last because he eats the most. Someone always has to go with Saul to make sure he's not upping his cholesterol.

Yen puts Mandarin subtitles on all of the TVs. He can understand English movies perfectly fine but it helps the rest of the crew learn Mandarin.

Everybody's making Rusty Ryan a dog. A fucking DOG.

No, ofc he's not a dog. But he's a dog.

In the back of my mind, I've always somehow knew that he's Danny's no1 loyal dog.

And now everybody's giving him dog manners.

And I fucking love that (sorry not sorry).

ye so i drew silly 1980s Brad Pitt

(he's so babygurl I'll make him George's soon)

Well, yes, I write about George Clooney and Brad Pitt being gay gay homosexual gay boyfriends

I mean their chars:

🍓 Danny/Rusty (Ocean's)

🍓 Jack/Nick (Wolfs 2024)

🍓 Seth/Jerry (From Dusk Till Dawn 1996 x The Mexican 2001)

Here:

https://archiveofourown.org/users/braddicted4ever

holy fuck G Clonney was so hot and such a badass omg omg

George Clooney as Seth Gecko FROM DUSK TILL DAWN (1996)

please, I come up like 10 ideas in 1 morning.

(i haven't fucking finished the other 20 fics)

I don't know you guys, but George Clooney looks really Mexican to me.

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH AAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHA 😭😭😭🤲🤲🤲😭💝💝💝💝💝💝‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️

I've always tried to seach for 1980s pics of jet-black mullet George Clooney and blond curtain bang Brad Pitt TO WRITE YOUNG VERSIONS OF Danny/Rusty

OMG OMG LOOOK AT THE DRAWINGGGGG 💥💥💥💥

They look exactly like young George/Brad in their 20s 😭😭😭💖💖🍓🍓

Fucking look at them ☹️☹️ I'm dying I'm crying I'm lit scream for this drawing 🧎‍♀️🤲💖

Ocean’s 2

Hear me out on my list of everything that I want for the upcoming sequel of Ocean's Trilogy that they said in pre-production:

STOP FORCING DANNY AND RUSTY TO BE HET. THERE IS NOTHING STRAIGHT ABOUT THEM! Homies don't stare each other like they wanna eat each other (yk what I mean.)

I hope this one will be set in casino but instead of boring Las Vegas, we are going straight to Monaco. Even better when you think about it; it has Casino and is in Europe. Basically a perfect mix of Ocean's Eleven and Twelve. Also I'm daydreaming to see the casts on yacht again like they did during Cannes film fest 2004 lol.

We need Toulour back, probably this time he is going to be the additional person in the team.

I want the plot to be revolving around Danny faking his death, why? Because well, hehe, might be funny if Danny and Rusty were secretly retiring together and coming back for this last heist to end their criminal activities for good or they might be just bored. But all Ocean's Trilogy heists happened for good reasons so I hope they make it complicated as the predecessors.

I need more intimate conversations between Rusty and Danny. We also need to know their backgrounds and stuffs because although headcanons that writers and fans made are great, I need some closure because they talked like a pair of mind readers and we just like to assumed things (the worse thing is that all of our ideas fit so well with their dynamics.)

Cameo of Debbie and Lou! (SELF EXPLANATORY)

I don't need to put this on the list because we all want this one: bring all the remaining Ocean's Eleven back! AT ALL COSTS! (I don't care if the budget would balloon like crazy, this is probably the last time a franchise movie might be good.)

Don't make Danny and Rusty married to anyone (other than with each other) pls, don't make them have children or any sorta stuff that are so cliché. It's a fact that they won't be conforming to society's heteronormative child-centric ideals. Quoting from Captain Raymond Holt the badass king.

Interesting villain! Gotta be honest Terry is my favourite, both intimidating and as the films progressesed he became more and more chill like rest of the people who robbed him lol.

Tess and Isabel cameo (sorry I want this one to be revolving around the boys not like girls aren't invited tho hehe.) The girls need to meet the rest of Ocean's 8 plsss!

Bring back Toulour too and his absolutely mindboggling capoeira skill.

Dude, I know Brad Pitt's old now and probably needs to check his calorie intakes every now and then but probably a lil bit snacking won't hurt hehe. Basically I need Rusty to munch celery or anything.

This is why I don't get a long with people. Mainly because I can't shut up about Ocean's Eleven.

I edited this on August and I posted it on TikTok but the sound was taken down. Anyway here's another Danny x Rusty edit and this one is ANGSTY •́⁠ ⁠ ⁠‿⁠ ⁠,⁠•̀

wip I'm trusting the process here

when your husband gets locked up for stealing incan matrimonial masks to get back at his ex wife <3

if we weren’t supposed to think they’re in love why do they literally always look seconds away from fucking eachother??

I MISS THEM 💔💔💔

…like hello

my honor

anyways I rest my case