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dxnger-dxys · 3 months

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Vincent Bennett

The Acacia Strain at The Rock Box in San Antonio, TX

08/19/2023

📸 My photos

#vincent bennett #the acacia strain #deathcore #my photos #concert photos #please don’t steal #thank you #love you

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philosophical · 10 months

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The Acacia Strain - July 3, 2023

#vincent bennett #the acacia strain #step into the light #deathcore #metal #deathcore dads #metalcore #bands #metal family #metal bands #deathcore bands #band blog

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art-4-sale · 2 months

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FAMOUS PAINTINGS, PRINT

#Frida Kahlo #Edvard Munch #Vincent Van Gogh #Will Barnet #Salvador Dalí #Andy Warhol #Pablo Picasso #Henri Matisse #Francesco Clemente #Avigdor Arikha #Angel Planells #Leon Bakst #Gordon Bennett #Bielers #Isabel Bishop #Beckmann #Basquiat #Eduardo Arroyo #Juan Barjola #Balthus

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oh-peacemaker-oh-warmonger · 15 days

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happy hc textposts sunday to those who celebrate

#hello charlotte #scarlett eyler #hc scarlett #charlotte v19 #charles eyler #hc charles #vincent wordsworth #vincent fennell #hc vincent #vincharles #charlotte q84 #hc c #anri warhol #henrietta warhol #hc anri #charlotte wiltshire #hc bennett

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kingarubin · 9 months

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Posting some of the HC memes I made on Tumblr because why not, I never shared them here

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louisbxne · 9 months

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my favorite witches

Bonnie Bennett in The Vampire Diaries 4x19 - "Pictures of You" (2013)

Vincent Griffith in The Originals 3x10 - "A Ghost Along the Mississippi" (2016)

#bonnie bennett #vincent griffith #tvd #to #the vampire diaries #the originals #bonniebennettedit #vincentgriffithedit #black witches #kat graham #katgrahamedit #yusuf gatewood #yusufgatewoodedit #bennett witches #tremé coven

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deadscell · 8 months

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#silent hill #silent hill 3 #cheryl mason #heather mason #akira yamaoka #video game soundtrack #harry mason #claudia wolf #vincent smith #douglas cartland #shitpost #silent hill 1 #cybil bennett #lisa garland #dahlia gillespie #alessa gillespie

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ilovemesomevincentprice · 4 months

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Vincent Price and Constance Bennett

Service De Luxe (1938)

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zeerohpunk · 6 months

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i havent seen anyone else mention it so im going to

what the FUCK did christopher want to talk to alexis about when he and the king walked in?

what does alexis know about alexanders death

#redacted audio #redacted asmr #redactedverse #zeeroh speaks #redacted vincent #redacted lovely #redacted porter #redacted sam #redacted milo #redacted darlin'#redacted sweetheart #redacted christopher #redacted alexander #redacted house of bennett #redacted alexis #redacted monarchal summit #redacted baabe #redacted angel

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watchinghallmark · 4 months

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#christmas on cherry lane #jonathan bennett #vincent rodriguez iii #hallmarkedit

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cinnamonest · 2 months

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I love your writing so much! I saw you mention that you played and enjoyed Hello Charlotte, would you ever consider writing anything for it? I think Vincent would make a great yandere. Thoughts?

VINCENT MY BELOVED

Let me first say that Hello Charlotte is not a game, it is a spiritual experience. Hello Charlotte watered my crops, nourished my skin, and extended my lifespan.

Every guy in that game had me swooning but Vincent was just so precious. Ugh I love them, and the best part is that yandere really feels natural/not far off from canon (probably even perfectly canonical for Aiden). I would love making more in the future as well but I have brief thoughts

(Also the third game + Heaven’s Gate kinda… complicates Vincent’s identity, and the third game gets so metafiction-esque [which is also good, but I like regular Vincent as he's originally portrayed too], so for this part I’m putting that aside in favor of HC 2 alone, also mentions of the “ascension”)

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Vincent would be one of the most devastating to be targeted by though — he's so pleasant and genial and thus so easily misleads you. You don't expect anything bad from him. Behaviors that would normally set off alarm bells in your head, if it were anyone else, don't even register with you when it's him, and even if you recognize it, you tell yourself you're being ridiculous.

…But then there’s also this whole “I’m a god” thing. This faint delusion of grandeur, even if he himself doesn’t really believe it, per se. Presenting himself in such a way that inspires inherent awe (if you actually believe it), a bold sort of existence that’s firm in his claims and presence, but in such an amiable way that it doesn’t feel very arrogant, even if it really is, and may even circle around to seeming more realistically god-like. A demeanor that’s somehow both strong and firmly assertive, yet presented gently, without aggression or loudness.

He has this sort of odd degree of persuasiveness. Despite his gentleness, it feels like he can compel you to do anything. To follow him, both figuratively and literally, letting his words guide your actions, letting him take your hand and pull you forward to wherever he would have you go. To not challenge his assertions -- why would you? He says it with such confidence, surely you would never believe he's lying or misled.

His touches are so gentle, the way he cups your face in his hand, runs his fingers over your waist, rests his head in the crook of your neck. His lips are so soft when he kisses your forehead.

He’s patient, too. He pushes your boundaries further and further, little by little, day by day, week by week. The kisses move from your forehead to your cheek to your lips, the touches migrate from grasping your shoulders to your waist, gradually working their way under your clothes. How he starts off walking you home each day, stopping first in front of your home to hug you farewell for the day, then walks you all the way to your door, then one day the door doesn’t shut because he’s got his foot stuck to hold it open, that same soft smile on his face. And who are you to say no, when he’s been kind to you?

Even after you start letting him in, he stays longer and longer each day. Migrates from sitting on your couch to your bed, moves closer until your thighs touch, then to where he’s holding you... and soon enough, what do you know, you’re lying here panting and sweating, bare skin on bare skin, his arms wrapped around you and his cum drooling out of your body as he murmurs about how good you are.

Only natural, really, that a god would be drawn to such a perfect being. He waxes poetic about how maybe you were made just for him, that fate bestowed you onto him like some kind of disciple, something he can have all for himself, something he inherently deserves for being such a benevolent god.

In the end, eventually, he can convince you to do anything, even running away with him from the demented, false world, by any means necessary, to ensure you can stay only his forever...

#but seriously hes my baby #I love literally every boy in this game #felix has the tsun appeal vincent has the softboy appeal bennett has the crazy appeal #and aiden has the... eerie yet ominously sweet eldritch horror appeal #and then umbr*lla m*n has the 'oh you bastard' appeal 😤😤

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mikereads · 5 months

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-Notes of Autumn

-Christmas on cherry lane

-Have you heard of Christmas?

-The holiday exchange. 12/23: error

#gay movies of 2023 #Christmas movies lgbt #gay #mlm #fellow travelers #notes of autumn #luke macfarlane #have you heard of christmas #matt rogers #the holiday exchange #matt bomer #the holiday #hallmark christmas movies #jonathan bennett #vincent rodriguez iii #johnathan bailey #the holiday exchange has no release date or info-#and since they first announced it back in march? may? idk #maybe it was delayed due to the strike so I’m not sure about that one #anyway enjoy #and sorry the list is shorter this year there wasn’t many #maybe cause of the strike but I wouldn’t blame it entirely #also lifetime is now doing the gay best friend a lot for the main characters via Will and Grace #so they usually get no storylines and boyfriends s #/husbands you never see or meet #gay Christmas movies year 2 #fellow travelers is also an amazing show overall and I wanted to highlight it even though I normally wouldn’t mention shows #it deserves it tbh and go watch it

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randomfoggytiger · 2 months

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"I Know You. It’s What I Do."

The X-Files and Beauty and the Beast 1987 crossover.

Dedicated to @amplifyme, who nurtured me into the wonderful world Below~. Saw this post again and couldn't resist (though Mulder and Vincent were sidelined quite unexpectedly.)

*****

The hulking shadow had vanished from the tunnel mouth, slipping through cold, faded stone as easily as mist; and taken her partner with him. Mulder’s ferocious “FBI--” wilted into an unanswered echo while she yelled for him, hit the rock, hit it again, and began pushing, shoving each of the weathered corners to find a weak spot.

*****

Werewolves, he’d pronounced two days ago, toying her with gruesome crime scene photos. There has to be two-- one to bait the victim, the other to catch him unawares and cleave him in half. The targets were always men, were always attacked at night, were always within a respectable radius of each other. Mulder kept his math sharp since the Dupre-Phillips case.

She’d argued this was a case for serious intervention from animal control, laying out the impossibility of his theory in the singular (let alone as a coupling of homicidal carnivores.)

They never eat the bodies, Scully-- just shred them. Probably protecting themselves or their families.

The debate was picked up and set aside at various junctures-- taxi, plane, taxi, motel, taxi, police station-- but while he entertained theories of another mated Jersey Devil pair, she avoided recollections of Lyle Parker groaning and shrieking in pain in the dark.

*****

The tapping could have been mistaken for the wind innocuously sweeping up pebbles littered around her feet had Scully not been earnestly listening for a sign. Louder, softer; longer, short, short, long. Code-- and not one her father had taught her when starching her nouns and adjectives with the repetitive heartbeat of Morse Code pounded out on the table, on the dashboard, on the wheel of their rented vacation boat. But whoever was out there making noise would at least hear her own attempts at communication.

SOS, HELP, LOST, Scully beat, fingers splayed to protect her manicure while she banged out her distress over and over and over.

The wall gave way, softly grinding across the floor and spilling out the warmth of torch light, dazzling to Scully’s unadjusted eyes. She wheeled back, searching for purchase on the slick stone and dirt and dust, grappling for her holstered gun as a tall silhouette emerged from the secret door. Not as tall as the shadow, not even as tall as her partner; not an animal and most definitely not a werewolf.

The stranger stretched her palm up and out, her friendly face and flaming hair escaping over one shoulder in the twin beams of her own and her guest's light.

“Nice to finally meet you, Scully, FBI. Diana Bennett. I’m with the New York City police department.”

*****

The Tunnels, Diana explained, were a sacred part of the world Below. A couple miles the right way and you came straight to the Chambers; a couple yards the wrong way, and you were likely to find a nasty surprise or two.

“Then where’s Agent Mulder? Are you taking me to him?”

“He’s with Vincent. Rather, Vincent’s with him, letting your partner think he’s in charge. Don’t worry about him: the two of them’ll be back once they’ve had their fun.”

Scully halted their steady walk and stood back, weighing the truth in Diana’s eyes. There was a keen intelligence that edged somewhere between clever and clairvoyant-- but the edges were straight all the way down; and kind. “My partner will know he’s being fooled with.”

“I figured,” Diana nodded, turning to slide the torch into the nearest hook, “but Vincent doesn’t play a fool’s game. He wants to take your partner’s measure.” Her smile, wide and fleeting, carved through the darkness. “It’s been a while since Above gave him anything, anyone, new to abstract over.”

It was, Scully decided, wisest to evenly match Diana’s stride, light bearer that she was. Carefully, she cooled her voice to a sharp, practiced nonchalance: “Did Vincent have anything to do with the killings?”

“Yes. They came after him and…." She trailed off, changing directions before the silence became pronounced. "Vincent was captured by a ruthless, powerful man six years ago. Since then, the enemies have been pouring in by trickle and truckload. Can’t shake ‘em, and they won’t shake us. It’s become a three-way habit now. Vincent and I are hunters-- you can’t beat that on home turf. But... it wears on him. Then you two flew into town.” Again, the smile. “You should’ve seen him this morning when Agent Mulder found that tuff of fur. Both of them were practically quivering with excitement over the other.”

Then she became serious; and stopped talking the rest of the walk.

*****

Time was hard to determine in this unending darkness: it sank into one's mind, tearing out the crucial parts until all that was left was anxious awareness.

“Look, I don’t know what you or, or Vincent want with me or with Mulder, but I’d like to know where he is so both of us can go home.”

Diana stopped this time, appraising Scully’s rigid posture and shaking hands, opening her mouth halfway in contemplation, standing absolutely still. A pipe creaked, or groaned, or tapped; and she lifted her head higher as if from a daze, abrupt and wincing.

“Back that way, then.”

The women turned, gaining a foot or two before she clumsily lunged towards the wall-- “Forgot to alert Vincent”-- and squatted down to pick up the nearest rock she could find. Language was once more transmitted along an adjacent, sinewy pipe, swirling and jolting deeper into that impenetrable darkness.

“Is he bringing my partner?”

“I think Agent Mulder will be along on his own.”

*****

Day was seeping into the tunnel before Diana spoke again.

“I was 32 when my life changed. One day I was working on an unsolvable case about a woman found dead in her apartment-- many stories up, no witnesses, no evidence-- and the next I was mapping out Vincent's mind on my board at home. I anticipated him, tracked him, found him. I saved him, he saved me back. Now, we save each other.”

Scully watched her brush off another secret notion with another escaping tendril of hair: disturbed; and determined not to show it. They both knew she’d shown it.

“It was my idea for the two of you to come down here, see Below for yourselves. Thought it’d be my way to start you on your own 32.” With a sigh, she straightened and ambled closer to the secret door. “But you’re not ready yet. Too bad.”

“Too bad I won’t see more of the sewers?” A bluff affront, a wry offering of peace. And well-received.

“Too bad you won’t hear the angels sing. Vincent or one of his books might call it something like, ‘Some glorious nothing I did see’.”

“Hm. Maybe next time.”

A rush of calm settled close, punctuated by scattered code calls faintly reverberating off the walls.

*****

Taxi, motel, taxi, police station, taxi, motel.

Mulder remained subdued after their reunion in the Park.

She’d left Diana, walking ahead to relish the sun, the morning birds, the earliest joggers circling their usual route. 32, with three haunting years tailing behind her. 32, with darkness a comforting consideration rather than an oppressive presence.

Taxi, airport.

Scully turned on the nondescript bench-- coffee flavor of the month in one hand and guilty rag magazine in the other-- to stare at her partner, watching the blazing sun eat away at the shadows lingering in the peaks and valleys of his profile.

“Mulder.” And he turned, staring back. “Did you see anything?”

His mouth worked back and forth, eyes flecked with tangling emotions. “I… heard singing.”

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oh-peacemaker-oh-warmonger · 2 months

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