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Sinclair HCs
Lester went to the store after a Christmas one year and saw a bulk box of 72 bars of hand soap on sale for 10 dollars so now Bo's hands permanently smell like Winter Wonderland.
Vinny's motivational song is Physical (Long Version/Remastered) by Olivia Newton-John. He can't make any substantial progress unless that song has been playing for at least twenty minutes.
Lester goes thrifting regularly and on one of his hauls, he bought three boxes of VeggieTales VHS tapes that some moron threw away and now he goes around quoting out-of-context lines.
Every time Bo hears "I Will Survive" by Gloria Gaynor he forgets he's a white male serial killer and dances around the garage, singing into his wrench as a proud, independent black woman who "don't need no man", Honestly pop off sis.
Bo has a habit of telling Vinny to "watch his tone" when he's signing something. Almost every time. It pisses Vinny off more than anything Bo's ever done to him before.
Vinny caught Lester making out with his pillow as a teenager and he never looked at him the same way again.
Lester and Bo have a secret society consisting of only themselves and all they ever do is photoshop the same picture of Vinny's face onto random objects like calculators or famous paintings or lava lamps. they have an entire folder dedicated to it.
More to follow. Hope you enjoyed it!
yall we GOTTA stop using top surgery scars as our only indication that someone is transmasc. what about the transmascs who like their tits, what about the transmascs with wide hips, and so on and so on
guess what i’ve been replaying
ok so apparently TERFs believe that when we say something along the lines of "reblog this post to turn everybody trans by 2050" that we're actually serious.
anyway reblog this post to turn everybody trans by 2050
Jonesy origins ◉‿◉
É prostética.
gayest bitch in house of wax tbh
Song: Where You At? By Ayesha Erotica
zombie face
Being a writer is just 97% googling words to make sure they mean exactly what you always assumed they meant.
he's the worst man alive he's the love of my life he's covered in blood he's weird about god and he's a lot, he's not perfect, but most importantly he's bisexual
THE TEXAS CHAINSAW MASSACRE: THE BEGINNING
behind the scenes
Vincent Sinclair from House of Wax (2005) (My IG, Timelapse)
when you call your reps to ask them to pretty please stop taking away your rights, remember:
In deep red areas you're a republican who is thinking of voting for someone else if they don't vote what you want on this specific bill because it impacts your republican ideals so very much
In swing states you're an undecided voter who's gonna go blue if they don't vote how you like
remember to call because that way their phone is going off and their peers can hear it because their offices are close together (emails and letters don't work like that), so it can rattle them if they get high volumes. remember that you gotta make them feel like they're losing something.
obsessed with my partners cishet friend because he is literally only friends with transmascs. don't call yourself a cis ally unless 90% of your circle is trans
Miss Ambrose 1992 (Magnolia Sinclair)
Magnolia talks to the first runner up after the pageant.
I listened to Linger by The Cranberries all day today and this is the result.
Warning: Angst, no comfort
Tagging: @rottent33th, @slaasherslut, @the-pinstriped-hood, @devil-doll13, @bugginbeetlew, @manbehindthemask
Staring at the curtain ahead of her, Magnolia's deep and slow breathes quicken in pace. "Hey," her friend, Joan, whispers. A cold hand interlockes with Maggie's clammy one and gives it a soft squeeze. Trailing the olive toned hand up to its owner, blue eyes meet soft brown ones. "You'll be fine- whatever happens, you still proved that you're prettier than half the town." She jokes. "Thanks..." Maggie mumbles, quickly touching her heated face. Chuckling, the brunette leaned down and pecked her cheek. "Good luck Maggie." She whispers, though it fell on deaf ears as the blonde's body went rigid.
"Joan Price just kissed my cheek."
Joan Price. The pretty girl that sits next to her in homeroom. Her partner in biology who laughs when Maggie gets too excited to answer a question. The same Judy Price who slept over the one time Trudy was out of town. The girl that looked so cute in Maggie's pajamas and shared a bed with her. The best friend that she's always thought was prettier than any boy she's ever seen just kissed her cheek.
Just a few more inches over and it could've been a dream come true.
Magnolia didn't hear her name be announced until the bright flash of a camera stunned her out of her thoughts. "Oh my god..." She whispered. The crowd stood in applause as a "MISS AMBROSE 1992" sash was placed over her delicate baby blue dress and a bouquet of roses was placed in her arms. The blonde flushes a bright pink as her second runner up pulled her into a hug, leaving the shorter girl's thoughts run wild.
"Does she like me?" "Do I like her? Is that even possible?" "Mama told me that a man would make me happy one day but she makes me happier than any man could..."
Soon enough, Joan took Magnolia's hand once more and walked off stage with her. "C'mon, Miss Ambrose," her new title danced off her friends words teasingly, "You gotta show off your new crown to everyone!" "Uh, actually, Joan..can I talk to you real quick?" Maggie spoke up, squeezing her hand for reassurance. "Of course." Her focus went straight to Joan's lips. The same soft, glossy lips that made her feel everything all at once with just one kiss on the cheek. "I don't know how to say this...but you make me feel so many things." Maggie breathed out. "When you kissed my cheek, everything just flooded and I didn't even know what happened because I was just thinking about you and your lips and-" her words were cut off by Joan's hands leaving hers.
"Listen," Joan went silent. Her lighthearted tone dimmed, her eyes darted to anywhere that wasn't Maggie's direction. "I'm not..I'm not into you- girls, like that." She confessed. "I think I'm gonna go, my family is waiting outside.." she quickly excused herself and left her by the wing of the stage.
Magnolia took in deep breaths and sat on the steps of the stage, knees to her chest as she reeled in the conversation. Touching her cheek, she felt the residue of Joan's strawberry scented lip gloss. Black streaks of mascara quietly ran down her cheeks upon contact. Faint calls of her name could be heard, but the new beauty queen of Ambrose chose to deck her head in her lap and remain silent.
i was supposed to go to bed an hour ago dont tell my mom
I genuinely think Giancarlo Esposito would make such a good Raine Whispers. No joke. Give this man mint hair and pronouns right now
Rb to give gender euphoria to the person you reblogged it from
why won’t someone write the exact fic I want to read. what do you mean I have to write it. this is against my rights. what the fuck
i asked a friend what i should draw and she told me “everything is ok dog but with vincent”
🩸 Vincent beloved 🩸
Here’s my piece for an art collaboration with @osirisisv !! This has been super fun 🥰
OC Interview Questions
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Who makes up your family? How close are you to them?
Who is your best friend? Tell us about them!
What is your favorite childhood memory?
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What is your favorite thing to do in your free time?
What’s the hardest thing you’ve ever had to do?
Who do you look up to?
What do you think had the biggest impact on you growing up?
Are you a spiritual person? If yes, what do you practice?
Where were you born? Where did you grow up? Where do you live now?
What is your favorite type of media (TV, movie, books, etc)? Name some specific favorites (which shows, movies, books, etc do you like)!
If you could go anywhere in the world, where would it be? (on vacation or permanently!)
You’re given an unlimited budget to build anything you want! What do you build and where do you build it?
What are your favorite music genres?
Do you play any instruments? Which ones? How long have you been playing?
Describe your perfect day.
What makes you laugh?
What’s the best way to cheer you up?
What makes you sad?
Describe your biggest pet peeve.
Describe your ideal partner.
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Have you ever had a crush on someone? Do you have a crush now?
What would you consider your main love language?
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