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georgi-girl · 10 months
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The Troll Princess
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original meme belongs to isathekittypan. BridgetxPoppy meme requested by my Discord friends! Starring... Bridget the Bergen (Trolls) in the role of Clara. Princess Poppy (Trolls) in the role of Hans. King Peppy (Trolls) in the role of Uncle Drosselmeyer. Frankie Stein (Monster High) in the role of big sister Louise (I'm not into the MH fandom, but I like some of the character designs) The Ogre Triplets (I don't remember their names) in the role of Fritz. Shrek and Fiona (Shrek) in the role of Bridgets' parents.   Belt (The Croods) in the role of Pavlova. (Bo Peep) (Toy Story) in the role of Trudy. Jessie (Toy Story 2) in the role of Marie. Woody (Toy Story) in the role of Pantaloon. Mr. Perkins (Despicable Me) in the role of the Mouse Queen. Vector (Despicable Me) in the role of the Mouse King. The quality of the screenshots is completely atrocious.
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fernsensei · 2 years
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quite messy first day of sharktober! theme of the day "pirate shark". i'll do better on the next one, promise
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shrkbois · 8 months
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am shrk
am beeuty
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u dont diserv my beeuty
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2 July 2022 song of the day
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fruckforreal · 2 years
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☠ BoSS plays ! "Diablo Immortal (~ AAA / Mobile ~)"
☠ BoSS plays ! [ ⚡ GOD-MODE ⚡ ]
~ 🏆 FrucK.is.DemonHunter 🏆 ~
Diablo Immortal (Boss .version / chill)
>> Watch now:
https://youtu.be/CueNIeRwCFc 🚶‍♂️🎮🌱
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ca-dmv-bot · 1 year
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Customer: SJ SHARKS HOCKEY FAN DMV: FN CAN STAND FOR FUCKING Verdict: ACCEPTED
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wehaveagathering · 5 months
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This was a great commentator moment. Not such a great moment for the sharks though
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lemoneychicken · 2 years
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personality test for my mutuals: wats ur preferred type of gummy
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ontarom · 2 years
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Mike Myers-Briggs personality types. Yeah baby.
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whspermy-name · 4 months
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BITCHFES I HOPE U KNOE!!!!
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lui-chan · 1 month
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Shrk lad days, kudos to the artist at BlueSky!
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shrkbois · 8 months
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me little sister, BAYE
wlcom her to our famly
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theshrknetwork · 2 years
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☠ GAIJIN plays ! [ ⚡ GOD-MODE ⚡ ]
~ 🏆 FrucK.is.DemonHunter 🏆 ~
Diablo Immortal (Boss .version / chill)
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>> Watch now:
https://streamable.com/74vmyn 🚶‍♂️🎮🌱
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h0nkshroom · 16 days
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I am now armed
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Ough shark has a little frisnd
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They ve multiplierd
so many shrks...... ..
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feleon · 1 year
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MANTRA
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Leon Kennedy x Fem!Reader
After reading an occult magazine, you trek out to rural Spain in hunt of a rumored bugman, "El Insecto." This was years after a supposed raid by the U.S. Government on the mountainous region in the mid 2000s, where even the president was rumored to get directly involved. You weren't sure you believed in what you may encounter and were just going for fun.
And fun you were going to have.
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The chill, whispering autumn wind nips at your face as you tread forward through the dark, twisting path. The dry, dead leaves crunch beneath your boots. The darkness swallows the light from your flashlight and you can barely see what is ahead of you.
Your map is a bit tattered and hard to read, the road signs are weathered and illegible.
You made the sound decision to travel to rural Spain to hunt down an urban legend you read about in an obscure occult magazine, "El Insecto." Reports of a man with bug-like features have been reported here in rural Spain after an incident had occurred here around the mid 2000s rumored to have required intervention by the U.S. Government. Some say the president's daughter was somehow caught up in the mix. Some say the place was completely wiped out, plagued. It was all conspiracy theory, and you were just looking for a spooky adventure.
No dice, though. It was just an urban legend from an obscure magazine, though. What piqued your interest was just how recent it was, most legends felt decades old with details misconstrued or lost to time. You figured you weren't going see a bugman, but maybe something interesting to make your trip worthwhile. Didn't they say mothman was a giant owl? Maybe you would see something?
The wind continued to ferociously bite at your face, and the weight of your satchel continued to drag you down, tugging at your shoulders as you pray for respite until it becomes clear in the distance. A rustic, dilapidated cabin lie ahead. And for a second.... you thought you saw a scarlet light through the windows.
As you made your approach to the cabin, you couldn't help but hesitate. The grinding of the pebbles beneath your feet slowing down, as your anxiety made you feel like grinding your teeth. The wind immediately stopped as you reached your destination. A dark old cabin. The wood nearly rotting and falling apart. Windows busted out. The Hinges to the door covered in rust. Not a welcoming place, but probably the only place for miles.
The door creaked open, only to slam shut immediately behind you, shoving you ahead.
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You needed a place to rest, no time to be picky.
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SHRK
The doorknob snapped as you went to turn it. You looked down at the corroded bronze doorknob, barely being able to make out your reflection in the cracked, dulled eface.
Off to a good start already.
It's a decrepit shack, what else is going to fall apart in here?
Almost as if on cue, one of the overhead, rotted planks from the ceiling nearly hit you in the head, only missing you as you jump back, the force of the beam hitting the ground summoning a galewind of impurities.
Your lungs are assaulted spontaneously as you inhale dust and cobwebs, leaving you hacking so hard you keel over and your backpack goes with you, knocking another hit into you. Once you manage to get your shit together, you decide to take in your surroundings.
Shelves and windows adorned with candles worn down to the wick, a mess of cold wax swirled around the base. Tattered tapestry hangs along the walls, and a musty rug lay in the middle of the wooden floor. In the center of the room is an iron chandelier, now corroded, decorated with off-white, orange, and red candles. The place was musty, but you could swear upon further inspection some of the dust has been deliberately disturbed in some areas.
You swore you suddenly heard a creak. You held your breath, focusing on the sounds, but heard nothing but the wind outside.
It's just settling, it's old and crummy. You attempt to convince yourself, trying to force yourself to get some much needed sleep.
A thin mist wafted through the cabin. It smelled...nice. A floral scent. You shifted a bit, using your bag as a pillow and became more comfortable. A faint orange glow saturated the scene slightly. Were the candles...always lit? Your eyelids began to feel heavy and forced themselves shut.
You pry your eyes open after what felt like hours. You never knew you could sleep so comfortably on the floor of a shitty old cabin.
Wait...
You weren't on the floor anymore. You were strung up in the middle of the room, tied at each appendage with your torso and rear supported, almost like a swing.
What material was this? It wasn't rope or string.. It was thin, white...
Was this silk?
Little did you know
You were trapped like a fly in a web, and your predator was about to make himself known
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