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i adore you long haired matthew lillard
#from tarantella (1995)#he’s so cutie#matthew lillard#stu macher#doug van housen#stuillyshipping#scream#animal room 1995#senseless 1998#90s#the curve 1998#william afton#fnaf#fnaf movie
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people on tiktok requsted timmy 🙏😇 how could i resist
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i was telling my mom about the movie i watched last night (animal room 1995) and she went "i love how you're so into matthew lillard" like yeah,, look at him
why wouldn't i be in love w him??
#hes my wife wdym#sorry#hes just so silly#matthew lillard#tim laflour#senseless 1998#doug van housen#animal room 1995#hackers 1995#the curve 1998#stu macher#scream 1996#shaggy rogers#scooby doo#shes all that
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just watched dead man's curve (the curve 1998) and MAN does matthew lillard know how to fucking make me fall in love with a psychopath.
every. single. time. dudes.
i fall in love every single time.
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“You wanna go to Harvard. You want a four-point-oh. I'm gonna give ya' a fuckin' four-oh!”
Matthew Lillard and Michael Vartan in The Curve/ Dead Man's Curve (1998)
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spooky tuesday is a (now not so new!) podcast where we’re breaking down all of our favorite slashers, thrillers, monster movies and black comedies on the new scariest day of the week.
ever wonder what would happen if scream’s stu macher had a chance to grow up, go to college, and even set his sights on grad school? the curve (1998) — also known as dead man’s curve — is just the film to answer that question to predictably disastrous results. though you might not have heard of it, this movie is more than worth the watch, and it’s a film close to all of our hearts. on a new episode of spooky tuesday, we’re celebrating our boy matty lilly’s birthday by unearthing an underappreciated classic from one of horror’s favorite stars.
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#the curve#the curve 1998#dead man's curve#dead man's curve 1998#matthew lillard#dan rosen#keri russell#michael vartan#randall batinkoff#dana delany#tamara craig thomas#tamara marie watson#bo dietl#anthony griffith#horror#horror movies#horror movie review#movie review#movie review podcast#horror podcast#gay horror podcast#spooky tuesday#new spooky tuesday episode
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TWO TIMS BOTH FROM 1998 EXCEPT THEY ARE LITERAL OPPOSITES
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If i had a nickel for every movie Matthew Lillard was in with "curve" in the title, i'd have two nickels...
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op what's the fucking matt illiard movie op what's the ducking movie
it's called deez nutz (2023)
#joking! it's the curve (1998)#the scene is around 1 hour and 1 minute in#i almost pulled my rose out ngl#'open your mouth' i jumped like what
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Farallon restaurant - 450 Post Street, San Francisco, CA (opened June 1997 - closed 2020)
"Farallon is named after a fishing island off the Pacific coast.
The underwater fantasy theme drives the $4 million restaurant. The electric atmosphere grabs customers the minute they walk through the glass doors framed by a brushed steel and Lucite canopy, which vaguely looks like a scallop shell. Giant jellyfish chandeliers hang from the high ceiling. The walls are textured with shellfish impressions, and lighted yellow pillars that climb the walls are imprinted with seaweed. And that's just the bar.
The big main dining room is more elegant, but maintains the marine motif. Tiny tiles form mosaics on the ceiling, where two huge light fixtures are formed into seashells. Even the hood over the kitchen carries out the theme: It's covered in copper scales. And suspended over the counter are beautiful blown-glass lights shaped like fish.
A gracefully curving staircase leading to the mezzanine is covered in 50,000 blue-black glass beads that resemble magnified caviar, while the wall sconces replicate stands of coral and barnacles."
Excellent examples of the 'Org-Nouveau' style popular in the 1990's
Designed by Pat Kuleto
Scanned from American Theme Restaurants by I.M. Tao (1999) and the February 1998 issue of Interiors Magazine
#90s#design#interiors#architecture#interior design#1990s#colorful#organic#art nouveau#undersea#fish#san francisco#farallon#my scans
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I would actually LOVE to read about the proposal! How did it go down? Was Harris there? I think a blurb about that would be really special :)
Single Dad!Eddie x Fem!ReaderSeries
Summary: A lazy Sunday morning turns into something much more special, thanks to your two favorite guys.
Warnings: pretty much none, just proposal fluff and a smidge of suggestive language at the end
WC: 1.3k
A/N: The proposal/Harris calling Ms. Sweetheart "mommy" was also requested by @hippiefairy02, @cheesewritings, @enam3l, @peachysink, and a handful of anons!
March 1998
“Ms. Sweetheart?”
Harris’s soft voice doesn’t carry over the sounds of running water and the sponge squelching soap bubbles along the lip of a coffee mug, the remnants of a lazy Sunday morning breakfast. He clears his throat and tries again, tugging on the back of your bathrobe as he shouts.
“Ms. Sweetheart?!”
You jump, pulled from your own thoughts, nearly dropping the cup among the sea of dishes cluttering the sink. Eddie had made scrambled eggs and toast for the three of you; a gesture you’d thoroughly enjoyed until you realized that the clean-up fell on your shoulders.
“Jeez, Har. What’s the emergency?” You catch your breath, allowing your heart rate to settle back to a normal rhythm, and shut off the faucet.
Harris wrinkles his nose, the bridge creasing in confusion. “There’s no ‘mergency,” he says, releasing his grasp and motioning for you to follow him. “I gotta show you something.”
You oblige with a soft laugh, haphazardly grabbing a dish towel to wipe the suds from your hands and wrists, and let him lead you to the kitchen table. Crayons are strewn across it, blues and purples and reds intermingled around his artwork.
“Whatcha drawing?” you ask, hands bracing the back of the chair he’s plopped down on. You peer over his shoulder and smile. It’s a picture of you, Eddie, and him. A full-fledged kindergartener, he’s been adding more details to his stick-figure family portraits: a vase of wildflowers sits atop a sienna oval table, black squares and rectangles above it represent the various photo frames hanging on the kitchen wall. This picture looks different than Harris’s usual set-up; he typically draws himself in the middle of you and Eddie, each of his hands overlapping yours and his dad’s. Today, he’s drawn you, then Eddie, then him. And your hands aren’t linked; instead, he’s used a silver crayon to place something in Eddie’s cartoon palm.
You furrow your brows and gesture towards the mystery object. “What’s that, Har?” It’s better not to guess, lest you say the wrong thing and inadvertently offend him. Just last week, you’d asked him if a small blue object in the sky was a bird, and he was on the verge of tears trying to explain that it was a UFO.
“Can’t you see the alien?” he’d wailed, pointing to a little green dot you’d assumed was a rogue eye.
Now, Harris grins. “It’s a proposing ring!” he announces. “That’s why you’re smiling so big!” Sure enough, the curved line of sketch-you’s mouth extends to both cheeks.
Real-you can’t help but mimic the beaming expression. Just the idea of Eddie proposing to you has you feeling giddy. You’d marry him tomorrow if you could; all he has to do is ask. Though your pulse quickens at the thought, you don’t want to build up Harris’s hopes for something that may not happen for a while. Pressing a kiss to his scalp with a soft giggle, you remark, “A proposing ring? That’s so silly!”
“Is it?”
The unexpected sound of Eddie’s voice has you whirling around, startled for the second time this morning. He’s still wearing his pajamas, flannel pants perfectly complementing your own cozy attire. He bites the inside of his lip, and when he takes your hand in his, you can feel it tremble slightly.
“Sweetheart, I…” he starts, trying to remember the speech he had rehearsed an absurd amount of times. He clears his throat before speaking again. “Sweetheart, I wake up every morning and go to sleep every night grateful for you. Never in my life did I think I would find someone who loved me the way you do; someone who loves my son like he’s their own.” He chokes up at the last part, blinking back the tears so he can press on. “Sometimes, I still can’t believe I landed such an incredible, thoughtful, beautiful woman.”
You offer a small laugh, slightly easing his nerves, and he manages to smile. “You…you’re the love of my life, and my world is infinitely better with you in it,” he continues, pulling a small velvet-covered box from his pocket and sinking onto one knee. With shaky fingers, he opens the box to reveal a princess-cut diamond on a thin silver band. “Will you marry me?”
“Oh, my god.” Elation and disbelief simultaneously surge through you, eyes going misty as the realization hits you. Eddie’s actually proposing. He wants you to be his wife, and he wants to be your husband. “Yes, Eddie. Yes, of course I’ll marry you!” You’re laughing and crying, tears streaming down your cheeks; you sloppily wipe them away with the back of your hand.
Eddie stands up, the ring still in its case. You expect him to slide it onto your fourth finger; instead, he turns to Harris with a knowing expression. “Your turn, Har.”
Before you can question it further, Harris takes your hand in his, just like Eddie had. “Ms. Sweetheart,” he looks up at you with wide, exuberant eyes, “will you be my mommy?”
You scoop him up into your arms; he’s almost too tall for you to do it comfortably, and it pangs at your heart. “Yes, I will be your mommy, Harris!” You kiss his cheek with an exaggerated mwah, placing him back on the ground as he excitedly kicks his feet.
With that, Eddie puts the engagement ring on your finger triumphantly, pulling you in for a hug that squeezes the breath out of your lungs. His lips find yours without hesitation, kissing you as long as Harris will allow before the kid becomes impatient.
“Mommy?” The title rolls off of his tongue so easily, bringing with it fresh batches of tears for both you and Eddie. Mommy. You’re Harris’s mommy. The close bond you’ve already developed strengthens in that moment, and you vow to wear your badge of Chosen Mom with pride.
“Yeah, Har?”
“Can we celebrate with ice cream?”
“It’s, like, 9:30 in the morning,” Eddie laughs, scrunching his nose. “I don’t even think Scoops Ahoy is open yet.”
Harris pouts but ultimately relents, on one condition. “Then…can we go when it opens?”
You look at Eddie, who delivers his seal of approval with a quick nod. “I think that can be arranged.”
As Harris cheers, you sneak a glimpse of the new jewelry adorning your finger. It daintily sparkles even under the kitchen lighting, a perfect depiction of your love for one another.
Eddie’s hands snake around your waist, chin resting on your shoulder. “How’d I do?” he asks with a goofy, lopsided grin. “Is my future wife happy with her ring?”
You turn around, draping your arms around his neck and pressing your body against his, desperate for a moment of intimacy. “I love it. And I love you, Eddie Munson.”
“And me?” pipes up a little voice.
“Both of you,” you amend with a giggle. Pleased with your answer, Harris returns to his crayons and construction paper.
Eddie’s voice is a melodic whisper in your ear. “After our family ice cream date, maybe you and I can celebrate a bit more privately?” You can practically hear his teasing smirk at the raunchy implication.
“We can pick up champagne on the way home,” you murmur back, heat blossoming in your belly. You’re no longer just a girlfriend, but a fiancée, a future wife, and there is nothing else you crave more than the touch of your future husband.
And while you and Eddie finish washing the dishes with a plethora of stolen kisses, Harris picks up a green crayon and titles his drawing, just like he’d learned in art class:
Mommy, Daddy, and Harris.
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#eddie munson#eddie stranger things#eddie x reader#eddie x you#eddie munson x female reader#eddie munson x f!reader#eddie munson x you#eddie munson smut#eddie munson angst#eddie munson x reader#eddie munson fanfic#stranger things fanfic#fanfic#eddie munson stranger things#stranger things#tui
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Matthew Lillard: The King Of Playing Ambiguously Queer Characters
🎥 Hackers (1995)
🎥 Animal Room (1995)
🎥 Scream (1996)
[Stu being gay has been confirmed multiple times by Matthew Lillard himself]
🎥 SLC Punk! (1998)
🎥 Dead Man’s Curve (1998)
🎥 Senseless (1998)
[canonically confirmed as bisexual, as seen here]
#Matthew Lillard#slc punk#scream#Stu macher#lgbt#queer characters#movie#gay#queer#gender queer#fnaf#five nights at freddy's#purple guy#william afton
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Would anyone like an off-the-grid mini compound where the main residence is a 2bd, 2ba 1998 earth ship? It's in Guffey, Colorado and they're asking $744K.
We begin with the main house, which is an earth ship.
It has the typical earth ship indoor garden along the side.
The main living area is a fairly spacious living room/dining combo with a wood burning heat stove. There's no dining room, but I'm sure that a larger table would fit somewhere.
Cute blue kitchen is pretty spacious. Two stools would fit at the island counter.
Someone took terrible pictures of the bedrooms. This is bd. #1 and it's nice. Looks like it has a skylight, too, but I didn't realize that this is the primary bedroom.
I don't know what they were thinking with these useless photos of bd. #2. Is this some sort of guest room or a child's room?
In bath #1 the tub is made of the adobe that the house is made of. How in the world do you keep that clean? It looks porous.
Bath #2 has a shower.
It does have a laundry room, which is great.
Next is this cute little house. It has a nice big deck, too. I like this better than the earth ship.
It's nice, right? Cozy main room with a sitting area and a full kitchen.
It has a lovely bedroom with built-in closets and a dresser, plus room for a desk.
And, it has a very nice bath.
The 3rd home on the property is a camper that is still nicer than the earth ship.
It's roomier than a lot of campers I've seen. There's a full-size sofa and I like the way the kitchen curves. It has plenty cabinets.
2 steps up is the bedroom.
This is lovely. A tile bath, bed nook and wall-size closet. This is so cozy and bright, I wouldn't mind living in here.
The dirt road leading to the compound and its crazy amount of land.
There goes the road and you can see a bit of the compound. There are 28.65 acres.
There isn't a soul for miles.
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