#flushed away 2006
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"Im stuck in the sewers!!!" this pose suits him idc
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flushed away fanart? in our holy year of 2024? more likely than you'd think. i quite like this silly rat lady shes all i can think about lately
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#also who’s your fav character from that movie?#flushed away#open season#scooby doo pirates ahoy#cars#monster house#barnyard#2006#happy feet#ice age#over the hedge#vote#poll#ice age the meltdown#polls#tumblr polls#tumblr poll#dbb poll#animated movies#2006 movies#kids movies#animated kids movie#2006 kids movies#movie poll
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#polls#animated films released in 2006 part 2#monster house#the ant bully#barnyard#everyone’s hero#open season#flushed away#happy feet#columbia pictures#dna productions#nickelodeon movies#fox 2000 pictures#sony animation#dreamworks#warner bros
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im afraid people these days aint whimsy enough my liege...
me when i have some trouble but when i worry i make it double don’t worry be happy (don’t worry be happy now)
#convinced no one who dislikes this song has watched the cinematic masterpiece flushed away (2006)#bc my primary school played it a lot on special occasions like just b4 summer holidays and dont worry be happy became like an audio stim#also can’t imagine anyone actually hating what’s up. the thought of it is so inconceivable due to its abject foulness. some people are sick#vanweezer#replies#fire#eye strain#pulsing lights#flashing gif#flashing
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#flushed away#hugh jackman#kate winslet#jean reno#bill nighy#andy serkis#shane richie#ian mckellen#sam fell#david bowers#2006
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@ultradude replied to your post:
Mouse in the toilet sounds fucking terrifying
did you know that at any point a mouse could just crawl up through a pipe in your home and pop out of your toilet? i unfortunately had to find this out when i went to the bathroom at 2am last year
#everyone was making fun of me for living out the plot of flushed away (2006)#ultradude#kendrix morgan died for our sins
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Title: Flushed Away
Rating: PG
Director: David Bowers, Sam Fell
Cast: Hugh Jackman, Kate Winslet, Ian McKellen, Jean Reno, Bill Nighy, Andy Serkis, Shane Richie, Kathy Burke, David Suchet, Miriam Margolyes, Rachel Rawlinson, Susan Duerden, Miles Richardson
Release year: 2006
Genres: comedy, adventure
Blurb: London high-society mouse Roddy is flushed down the toilet by Sid, a common sewer rat. Deep in the sewer bowels of Ratropolis, Roddy meets the resourceful Rita, the rodent-hating Toad, and his faithful thugs, Spike and Whitey.
#flushed away#pg#david bowers#sam fell#hugh jackman#kate winslet#ian mckellen#jean reno#bill nighy#2006#comedy#adventure
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going 2 clean the shower . i hope i dont FALL DOWN THE DRAIN
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Watched a certain 2006 film recently 👀👀👀
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♡ slashers scenarios | you’re almost a victim..
♡ fandoms; Halloween, Texas Chainsaw Massacre (2006), Black Christmas, Dead by Daylight, slashers (general)
♡ characters; Micheal Myers, Thomas Hewitt, Billy Lenz
♡ reader; gender neutral
♡ cw; very suggestive content
♡ note; i wasn’t sure how to word the title/concept of this one?? but essentially you’re almost a victim, but you’re a little to okay with it/something they do and it throws them off?? idk just read ‘em
also only 3 little meow meows in this one, i wrote most of this on break at work uwu
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Micheal Myers
> he’s been stalking you for months
> in his mind you’re the perfect victim
> clueless to his presence, adorable and vulnerable
> he’s drawing it out as long as he can
> but he’s practically twitching the night you come out onto your porch in your tight pajama shorts, relaxing with some tea
> he’s got you pinned to the wall before you can even scream
> he wants to savor this, so he keeps his knife tucked away and has a massive hand around your throat
> he doesn’t miss your breath catching
> and he takes a moment to watch your chest heaving, your cheeks all flushed
> but he’s not that easily impressed. could be the lighting. maybe you’re quick to panic.
> “…you’ve been watching me.”
> you knew?
> you knew, and you still played his game
> interesting. very interesting.
Thomas Hewitt
> Tommy boy is already giving you special treatment
> something is different about you
> he’s not sure what, you’re pretty, but he kills plenty of pretty people
> maybe something about the way you look up at him through your lashes?
> and you’re terrified now, but you weren’t scared of the initial sight of him..
> he doesn’t put you on a meat hook, instead rigging you somewhat kindly, your hands chained above your head but your bound feet on the ground
> whatever he decides on, he knows that you’re special. you deserve to be honored.
> he takes extra care in examining you, feeling you shiver as he grazes your exposed stomach - a side affect of your position, but a welcome sight
> he roughly grabs your face and pushes it left and right, pausing to rub your cheek with his thumb
> you would be a pretty face to wear
> he shoves two fingers into your mouth as he’s mentally measuring
> and he practically startles at the noise you make
> he’s never heard a sound like come from a victim- especially not his victims
> when he pushes a bit and you whimper around his fingers it confirms his suspicions. you’d given a choked moan at the initial intrusion
> he stares down at you, breathing heavily through his mask
> oh you were very special
Billy Lenz
> you were renting a spare room in the sorority house
> while you were good friends with the girls, you valued your alone time
> you quickly became Billy’s favorite to watch, mostly because you were always home
> when he calls he always tries to time it so you pick up
> but usually the girls downstairs still answer- you’re never expecting calls so why bother?
> this evening however, he’s lucky- there’s an on campus event and you’re home completely alone
> you answer on the second ring and he’s delighted, immediately babbling profanities and filthy threats
> “gonna fuck that pretty piggy c—“
> to his surprise you giggle at him
> not a nervous sound, but genuine giggling
> before he can snap, or really even process you laughing at him, you stop him
> “yknow if you want phone sex, you can just ask nicely mister”
> he hangs up in a panic
> that was certainly the last thing he expected
> but now he’s beyond fixated on you
> he barely sleeps just to peep through your wall
> and it’s just about time he paid you a real visit
#thomas hewitt#slashers#dead by daylight#thomas hewitt x reader#slashers x y/n#slashers x you#slashers headcanons#tcm 2006#tcm#black christmas#billy lenz x reader#billy lenz#micheal myers x reader#micheal myers#halloween#g/n reader#gender neutral reader#slashers x reader
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Give it Back - Gojo Satoru X Reader
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w/c - 0.6k
content - fem!reader, mentions of drinking, kissing, hidden inventory trio being a lil drunk and silly at a party outside of Jujutsu High, first kiss, drabble
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2006
As Geto playfully twisted the empty beer bottle between his fingers, you briefly recall how, no less than half an hour ago, he scoffed at the thing when someone held it to his face - proposing a game of truth or dare.
"Spin the bottle? What are we, twelve?"
As the game started, the cozy circle you were sitting in expanded quickly, taking up most of the space of the living room. You groaned at the sight of another couple of students pressing their lips together, sloppily intertwining their drunken tongues to the sound of lewd cheers and woos.
While you weren't eager to join the game, only looking for a place to sit and let your drunkness subside, you found yourself squashed between a stranger and Gojo's lanky limbs.
"Move a little, won't you?" You slur, trying to ward off the nausea while watching a dot of light flicker on the spinning bottle's surface.
The bottle halts, its now aggressive-looking bottleneck pointing straight at you, with Geto's intoxicated smirk on the opposite end.
"Truth or dare?" Geto beams in your direction, his mind already preoccupied with all the devious things he could ask you to do in front of the group.
"Truth," you sigh, eliciting the group's displeasure over the music.
"Pick dare, coward," someone mocks, triggering your drunken pride.
"Alright then, dare."
"Kiss the person on your left." Geto muses.
The mere thought sends shivers down your spine. It's not that you've deliberately dodged from having your first kiss until now. But still, after surviving so long without one, shouldn't this moment be a touch more significant?
"Can't you just dare me to eat something gross, Suguru?" you chastise, utterly unaware that on the left, an angry pink blush flushes Gojo's face.
"It isn't such a bad dare," Gojo whispers, leaning in as soon as you turn to him in confusion. Without missing a beat, he softly pressed his lips against yours, leaving the crowd in stunned silence.
You detach yourself from him with a soft grunt, using a shaking hand to push him away. The silence in the room persists as you step out to find solace on the porch, fixating on the raindrops cascading onto the driveway.
"Satoru, you idiot." Shoko scolded sharply, her voice cutting the air from her spot near Geto, "That was her first kiss."
His eyes widened in response, his hand instinctively shooting out to shove himself away from his spot on the floor.
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"I'm sorry." Gojo leans on the porch rail beside you, "I thought you were being shy." He lied, too proud to admit that the possibility of you not wanting to kiss him troubled his drunken mind.
"You can't both apologize and imply you did nothing wrong, Satoru."
"Come on, if that were true we wouldn't have politics." His attempt to lighten the mood was met with your displeased scoff.
"I'm sorry," He utters again, a hint of sincerity seeping through, "How can I make it better?"
You steady your gaze back to the rain-soaked driveway, taking a moment to contemplate before delivering the verdict, "You can give it back."
"Huh?" He blurts as you grab the collar of his white shirt, yanking him closer to crash your lips onto his. Still recovering from the surprise, he cups your face with his hands, catching a quick breath before parting your lips with his tongue.
"It's mine now," you say triumphantly, a mischievous smile grazing your lips as you watch Gojo fix his now-ruffled hair, "I'm freezing; I'm going in."
He lets out a small chuckle as you approach the entrance, only to grab your face with long, skilled fingers, planting a chaste peck on your lips.
"'S mine again," He declares, rushing to the door before you, "Come and get it."
#gojo satoru x reader#gojo x reader#gojo satoru x you#jjk x reader#jujutsu kaisen#jjk#gojo x you#gojo x y/n#satoru gojo x reader#jjk gojo#jujutsu kaisen X reader#jjk x you#satoru x reader#gojou satoru x reader#gojo satoru x y/n#gojo satoru
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blue light
there’s a blue light in my best friend’s room, there’s a blue light in his eyes
2006 alex turner x reader
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“what does this even mean?” you frowned down at your math homework, erasing your pencil marks aggressively. it was too confusing. just when you thought you knew what was happening the rules of the equation would change, causing the crease in between your brows to become more prominent. you swore you’d been aging much more rapidly ever since college algebra.
“take a break, it’s not due till’ next week.” alex muttered from the floor, his nose buried in some book plucked from the neat stack he had by his bed.
you shrugged, scrunching your nose and sliding the paper in your bag before slumping back down on his bed. alex sat down next to you, closing his book and examining the seam as he leant against the wall. “you okay?” his voice was soft, the sky was getting dark and so was his room. you were so tired.
“i dunno, just, stressed.” you crossed your arms, fixating on the wall opposite of you. shadows danced across the shelfs and tables, headlights illuminating the room as a car, accompanied by a low hum, passed through the street outside. spring breeze drifted into the room from the open window, smelling like rain and trees. you closed your eyes briefly, finding serenity in the moment.
your eyes fluttered open at the feel of alex’s fingertips soft against your arm. you turned to look at the boy. “you sure you’re alright?” he looked so soft, you wished you could capture him like this forever. his hair was short and rather unruly from all the times his fidgety hands ran through the strands. his eyes were soft, the blue light in his room reflecting back into his gaze, making you feel equivalent to a puddle.
you sat up, now sitting so you were criss crossed on the bed, facing him. you sighed. “school is just stressing me out. i don’t feel smart enough with all these kids in my classes with their whole lives planned out, meanwhile i can’t even do math.” you fiddled with your fingers nervously, chewing on your lip as you tried not to let stress get the best of you.
“i think you’re the smartest girl i know,” alex blurted, eyes immediately darting away from yours, his smile faint and shy.
you raised your eyebrows, smiling softly, your cheeks a bit flushed. “you’ve got to be kidding. i’ve got like 3 C’s and 2 D’s at the moment.”
he shook his head, lifting his gaze back up to you. “no seriously, i hear you talk about art, music, the things you love. grades don’t make up your intelligence, you’re so smart and i bet you’re a hell of a lot cooler than those people in your classes.”
the blue light in his eyes shimmered and glistened back at you. you smiled. “really?” you whispered. alex shrugged with a quick nod, smiling shyly. a calm silence filled the air between you, the open window wind blowing your hair slightly.
your gaze flickered from his eyes to his lips, quickly redirecting back up. your heart hammered in your chest. you quickly looked at the wall behind him. “can i tell you something?” he spoke softly. you nodded.
“you’re so pretty.”
your breath hitched in your throat. all these years of knowing him he was always the quiet, nervous type. he avoided eye contact when he spoke, his tone sometimes unsure and soft. but not now, no. he looked directly into your eyes, blue light twinkling. he was so sure of his words that he even smiled a bit when he said it.
it was scary how much it reminded you of when you met him, when your bike gear broke off in front of his house. you’d smashed against the concrete, knee scraped and bleeding. you were only 15 at the time, choking back tears when he’d scrambled outside, asking if you were alright. thankfully he hadn’t seen the fall, just you holding your bloody knee, sitting on the concrete with tears in your eyes.
his parents hadn’t been home. he’d let you in, helping you clean your knee, getting you water. you’d seen a strokes cd sitting on his counter, pointing it out. this had morphed into a lengthy conversation discussing music, films, and books. turns out you two had a lot in common, you found yourself opening up to him a lot easier than other kids your age. talking to him didn’t feel awkward or torturous, it was quite the opposite. “i think you’re the coolest girl i’ve ever met,” he’d said to you, so sure, so confident. he even smiled, his small grin identical to the one he flashed at you now.
his gaze remained set on yours even in the brief silence after. you smiled, your heart pounding. a storm rolled through alex’s gaze, his dark eyes misty and soft. you could hear your frequent pants, your loud heartbeat in the silence. you didn’t even realize how quickly the space between was being filled, how you could now feel his warm breath on your cheek, how his fingertips danced on your waist, thumbs tracing slow, calculated circles on the skin where your shirt rode up.
your mind raced, but it was dreamlike, like when you try to run but your limbs just won’t move right, or gravity has become sticky and languid, pushing you in place and leaving you with only your frantic pulse. the blue light, that little glimmer of reflection in his dark eyes transfixed you, pulling you in like a deep cerulean ocean, the thrum of your heart diving down into the murky depths, engulfed by the waves.
a loud boom of thunder rolled up from the ground, followed by a soft patter of rain, gradually getting louder as the sweet, humid rendolence drifted in through the window, filling the room with a chill. you sat up quickly, startled as you turned around, mumbling a nervous, “better close the window.”
you weren’t even thinking too much, letting your instincts get the best of you. quickly, alex grasped at your waist, gently turning you to face him. his hand cradled your cheek, eyes burning into yours with a roaring intensity and fervor that made you weak. the deepest, sweetest thoughts broke in from your subconscious, realizations and quiet whispers filling your soft heart.
your mind raced but all you saw was scraped knees, a stack of cd’s dedicated to ‘the coolest girl i know,’ shared candy on the front porch, secret song lyrics that weren’t supposed to be done yet, fidgety hands that held yours, shared headphones on a long train ride, a blue light in his room, a blue light in his eyes.
before your heartbeat could even begin to slow, before you could even form words or questions or sentences, his lips were pressed against yours.
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hi! thank you so much for reading, let me know how you liked it, i always love reading comments. i truly am sorry for my absence but i’m glad to be back, hope this made up for it 🫶
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#Spotify#alex turner#alex turner x reader#arctic monkeys#humbug#alex turner fluff#alex turner one shot#suck it and see#alex turner smut#tlsp
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#chicken run#idk is that well known?#I rewatched tha5 one a Lot tho#like I remember the whole movie#there’s so much I could put on here but man I rewatched these usually on car rides#bolt#flushed away#robots#Igor#over the hedge#open season#barnyard#the wild#I rewatched that one sooo much#happily n’ever after#polls
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★Sleepover★
TW: fluff, teasing, SFW, Tom being a sweetheart, nicknames, 2005/2006 Tom, gn!reader, cuddling, kissing
You and Tom had planned a sleepover, movies, candy, but most importantly you just wanted to see Tom again. You two were bestfriends, basically attached at the hip, so Tom and his band going on their first tour was awful for you since you missed him so much.
You heard the doorbell ring and you rushed downstairs, seeing Tom at the door who quickly hugged you. It felt like it had been years, when really it had only been a couple months.
“Wow, you must love me a lot to have my face on your wall.” Tom teased, poking fun at the fact that you had their band posters all over your room.
“Oh shut up.” You giggled in response, playfully hitting his arm as you sat down on your bed, rolling your eyes at him. He sat down next to you, wrapping his arms around your torso and pulling you down onto the bed with him.
It was nice to have Tom back, even if he was still a bit of an ass.
You two laid there watching a movie, your limbs tangled under the blankets as you cuddled. It was normal, platonic or romantic you couldn’t tell. But you knew he cared a lot about you.
Tom grabbed another bag of skittles from the bedside table where all of the snacks were, opening them and putting a few in his mouth.
“Tom! That’s like your third bag! Save some for me!” You snatched the bag from his hands, an amused yet playful scoff coming from Tom.
“Nuh-uh. Give them back!” He protested, reaching over to grab them back but before he could you held them out of his reach, holding them hostage from the poor boy.
“Okay! Okay! You win!” You giggled exasperatedly, your eyes squeezing shut as you tried to free yourself from Tom’s hold as he had you pinned down, tickling you. When you opened your eyes again after catching your breath, Tom’s own face was just inches away, a light pink flush making its way onto both of your cheeks.
You sat there for what felt like hours, neither of you daring to move or say anything. Eventually Tom leaned in and closed the gap, his lips were soft yet chapped. It was a bit awkward, this being both of your first kisses, but you eventually got the hang of it.
You quickly broke after hearing your mom’s voice calling you and Tom down for dinner, the blush on your cheeks becoming even brighter.
“Coming!” You both shouted in unison, quickly scrambling out of bed and downstairs, trying to act like nothing happened, even though the blush on your guy’s cheeks said it all.
“Were you two at least being safe?” Your dad questioned, making both you and Tom almost choke on your guy’s food.
“Dad!” You exclaimed in embarrassment, only getting a chuckle from your parents.
AHHH!! I’m so happy with how this one turned out!! It’s a bit longer than normal since most of my fics are three or four sections but this one is six sections but I hope you guys like it! This is probably my fav fic I’ve written so far. Also forgive any spelling or grammar mistakes, I’ve been cramming in homework all night. Love you guys💕💕
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#tokio hotel x male reader#m!reader#kaulitz#tokio hotel x you#mlm#tom kaulitz#tom kaulitz fluff#tom kaulitz x male reader#tom kaulitz x reader#tom kaulitz imagines#tom kaulitz x you#fem reader#f!reader#gn!reader
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