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killingsboys-archived · 1 year

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Kris Lemche as Sam in Ginger Snaps (2000)

#ginger snaps #gingersnapsedit #horroredit #filmedit #malecharacters #kris lemche #dailyflicks #mine.gif #blood tw #horror tw

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possession1981 · 8 months

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ROSENCRANTZ AND GUILDENSTERN ARE UNDEAD dir. Jordan Galland, 2009

#rosencrantz and guildenstern are undead #devon aoki #devonaokiedit #kris lemche #horroredit #filmgifs #filmedit #dailyflicks #supermodel #wonderfulwoc #filmtvdaily #junkfooddaily #horror #moviegifs #*mywork #awekslook

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desiccat-e · 7 months

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eXistenZ | David Cronenberg (1999)

#eXistenZ #David Cronenberg #horror movie #scifi #biomechanical #my gifs #my edit #gamepod #Kris Lemche #Jude Law

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hxrny-hxrrxr · 3 months

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"See, I flattened an animal. Furry, all fours, could be anything. But here I am thinking, 'lycanthrope.' Well, that's crazy, huh? Book me into the rubber motel, I'm officially all fucked up! Right?"

#sam ginger snaps #ginger snaps #gifs #gifset #my gifs #horror #kris lemche

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swoosbadfuture · 28 days

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oh rex from hit 2002 cctv horror movie . you are so strange

#My little eye #MLE movie #horror films #horror #rex my little eye #rex MLE #kris lemche

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drewsilla13 · 11 months

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Today's mood: Ian McKinley

#ian mckinley #final destination #kris lemche

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artemisthewh0re · 5 months

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Hii! I was wondering if you could do a smut fic about Sam McDonald where the reader is a Fitzgerald sister and they have a secret relationship? For the smut can you do a dom Sam with some choking and some name calling like Daddy/Slut/Whore?

A/N: I'm so fucking sorry this took my a million years to write and I'm sorry that it's short!!! School has been beating my ass but I'm almost finished thank god.

Sam McDonald x Reader

Warnings: Dom/sub, protected piv sex, fingering

Saturday evenings spent with your boyfriend usually consisted of one of three things: working, smoking, or sex. Today was a working day for your boyfriend Sam. He whips around the little greenhouse watering and fertilizing his plants, both the legal and illegal ones. You lay passively on his bed watching him care for his plants.

“Babe, come take a break,” you whine, stretching out your hand towards him.

“I'm busy,” Sam calls from across the room.

You let out a annoyed sigh before turning away from him and sulking. An idea pops into your head and you quickly pull out your flip phone. The clicking of the keypad fills the quiet room as you press random buttons before putting it to your ear.

“Hey Rodney,” you squeal in an obnoxiously girly voice. You can feel Sam staring at the back of your head, so you roll onto your back. “Yeah, I'm not doing anything just hanging out with friends.”

Sam loudly scoffs at the word and you can't help but smile at his jealousy. “You want to go to the mall? Sure, I can do that,” you say, twirling your hair with your index finger.

Your boyfriend storms over to the bed, grabbing your phone and yelling, “She's got a boyfriend dick!” He looks down realizing that you never called anyone to begin with. Sam glares at you for a moment, but you give him a goofy smile that makes him finally relent. He hunches over to give you a peck on the lips, but you pull him onto the small bed instead. You quickly wrap your limbs around him in a bear hug before he can say no.

“I hate this,” Sam protests as you squeeze him tighter.

You place a kiss on the top of his wavy brown hair, moving down to his forehead, to his cheek, to his plush lips. Sam's lips feel soft to the touch and taste like the strawberry lip balm you had gifted him. The kisses are long and slow, taking your time to deepen each one. Your grip around him loosens and you moves for hands to his hair. Sam's hand moves down your body, coyly slipping into your jeans.

A breathy moan escapes from your lips as you feel the tips of his fingers graze over your sensitive bud. Your cheeks feel feverish as Sam dips his fingers inside of you.

“Such a slut, getting wet for whoever touches you,” Sam whispers against your collarbone.

“Only for you baby,” you say quietly through suppressed moans.

“Only for who?”

“Only for you Daddy.”

The pace of Sam's fingers intensifies with every thrust. They glide through your slick folds with ease. Soft moans fall from your lips, getting heavier by the second. You roll your hips into Sam's palm, but he pulls his hand away before you can feel the added friction.

“C'mon please, I need more Daddy,” you beg. Sam's hands roam from your pussy to your thighs, roughly squeezing them with little care. He pulls closer so your ass is flush with his jeaned crotch.

“What do you need?” Sam teases through gritted teeth. His growing bulge feels warm against your exposed pussy.

“I need your cock inside of me so bad, Daddy.”

The tight grip on your thighs relaxes as your boyfriend unzips his jeans to reveal his boxers already stained in precum. Your mouth practically waters at the sight and your cunt throbs in anticipation. His length is stained a rosy pink tint from the pent up pressure of his erection. Sam's eyes dart to your naked cunt as he puts on a condom, slowly dragging his thumb over the tip.

“Please,” is all you say before your boyfriend is fully on top of you. His cock buries itself deep inside your wetness. Your nails etch into the flesh of Sam's small but toned biceps.

“This fucking pussy, all sloppy and wet for me. You let just anyone fuck this pussy, you little slut?”

“No Daddy, only you,” you stutter out your words with each hard plunge inside you.

“I can't hear you, what was that?” Sam mocks your words, bringing his hips impossibly closer to yours. The slapping of skin fills the dead air as your brain attempts to make a sentence.

“Only you, only you, only you,” you gasp between moans.

Your whole body scoots up and down the rickety bed with each rhytmic thrust of Sam's hips, hitting every angle imaginable inside you. His lips graze the shell of your ear but instead of saying words he lets out a cascade of short whimpers. This practically sends you over the edge with your orgasm.

You didn't ask for permission to finish, but for a brief moment Sam doesn't care. An exclamation of “fuck,” is followed by your boyfriend's hips quickly and sloppily rutting into yours, spilling his seed into the condom. You catch your breath for the first time and attempt to move from Sam's softened grip.

“Where do you think you're going? Did I say you could go? You came without my permission and I don't take that lightly.” Sam's already brown eyes darken towards you.

“Yes Daddy.”

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theshad0wsmadamme · 2 years

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Final Destination 3 death photos

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whumpypepsigal · 2 years

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Ginger Snaps (2000): Ginger transforms into a werewolf and attacks Sam.

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max-greenfield · 1 year

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Brigitte and Sam of Ginger Snaps (2000)

↪ Jim Uhls (in “Fight Club”, the screenplay)

#ginger snaps #emily perkins #kris lemche #brigitte fitzgerald #horror movies #filmedit #movieedit #moviegifs #cinemagifs #tvfilmdaily #filmgifs #horroredit #mine #my gifs #whenever i get a chance to relax and gif i make something nobody but me cares about #its called self care

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fanaticloser · 1 year

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Teenage Dirtbag of the Week

Sam McDonald - Ginger Snaps (2000)

#teenage dirtbag of the week #sam Ginger snaps #sam mcdonald #kris lemche #Ginger snaps 2000

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valentinedussaut · 2 years

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“I never thought I could see my own death before it happened, Wendy. Seriously, if there’s any way to beat this thing, I gotta stay focused... and if I look at that picture, all I’m gonna do is obsess. So you know what? I don’t want to see it. I mean, unless we have to.”

“You mean until we have to.”

FINAL DESTINATION 3 (2006)

#final destination edit #horror edit #final destination 3 #Mary Elizabeth Winstead #Ryan Merriman #Kris Lemche #Alexz Johnson #dailyhorrorfilms #blood tw #horror tw #cinematv #film edit #gun tw

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toomuchlovereviews · 10 months

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Ginger Snaps (2000)

⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️

TW: Some of this film revolves around self-harm and suicide. Be aware of triggers.

God didn’t let me watch this film during the same night I watched Jennifer’s Body because he knew it would have made me too powerful.

Prior to watching this movie, I only knew the major plot point. The disruption that causes everyone to stir. I didn’t anticipate to be completely enchanted by the aesthetics that were prominent by the tail-end of 90s grunge.

I am a sucker for weird girls that don’t fit into the jungle of high school. I can only imagine how much harder that is if you are attacked by a mysterious beast that has been haunting your small town. At least their mother was as supportive as she was.

Overall, the violence in this movie is manageable because the camera is sharp and jerky, which evoke a super tense feeling. I couldn’t follow who was where and who I was rooting for.

Minus half a star for the amount of dog carcasses that are in this film.

You should watch this if:

You love saying “Oooh, he had it coming!”

You are a sucker for the misunderstood characters

You love any mythology involving the moon/cycles/coming into a higher power

Titles similar to this:

Jennifer’s Body (2009) (Hot weird girl)

The Craft (1996) (Group of weird girls being spooky)

Carrie (1976) (Weird girl on the loose!!)

#ginger snaps #movie #movie review #youtube #review #john fawcett #karen walton #emily perkins #katharine isabelle #kris lemche #mimi rogers #horror #horror kick

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desiccat-e · 7 months

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eXistenZ | David Cronenberg (1999)

#existenz #david cronenberg #horror movie #scifi #biomechanical #my gifs #my edit #kris lemche #Jude Law

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garfieldsbones · 4 months

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#flashing #kris lemche

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tawneybel · 2 years

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Imagine being Sam and Ginger’s girlfriend and a self-styled bimbo.

Brigitte was being hunted by a werewolf, you were being haunted by ghosts. If you weren’t already acquainted, your circumstances would make a good case for group therapy. Which you joked about, ignorant to where you two would eventually turn up.

“Nice Barbie costume. Halloween isn’t for another…”

You weren’t the one reliant on aconite. The Happier Times Care Center thought otherwise.

All because you panicked after Brig accidentally scratched you. One single prick. But no injection. Which was for the best, because she was the only one showing signs of lycanthropy at the clinic. Who knew if you’d be here if you’d actually injected wolfsbane?

Brigitte needed a friend. You felt like you needed your lovers, but the veil wasn’t always as thin as you would have liked.

“It’s not a costume, I’m just this stylish year round.” You winked and giggled at your fellow patient.

Aren’t goths usually asked that question? Has Ginger ever been asked?

Her tastes were morbid, but her style had always been more casual. Sam was so lucky to be dating a goth and a bimbo. If they didn’t manifest in your room tonight, you were going to have to hold a séance.

Where would I get the candles, though? “Exchanging favors” with Tyler’s the only way to get anything around here.

And he wasn’t going to go anywhere near you. Not after mistaking you for an easy target. Not after trying to surprise you in the washroom and witnessing your girlfriend’s reflection trying to shatter the glass while Tyler’s soul tried to escape his body. No, you realized with a shiver.

Sam’s apparition was siphoning off the heat from the orderly’s body. Ginger rested her palms against the glass and smirked. Tyler’s breath had barely visualized when he got the memo and departed, just not in the way they’d hoped.

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