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ok tag this with your country and wether or not kinder eggs were a crucial part of your childhood
Writers on Tumblr: If I don’t choose the right name for my character, the story won’t feel right… I need to think very carefully about name choice… 😦
Victor Hugo, writing Les Mis: My main character’s name is John McJohn, his dad’s name was John and his mother’s name was Joanne, and here’s a group of revolutionaries who I won’t bother to give first names except for the one guy who’s first name is also John
Being a writer is lying in bed at two am, waiting for sleep, only to be met with two new characters, clarity for a plotline, and an entire scene concept for a novel that isn’t your current project.
Monsterfucker Exposé: The Shape of Water (2017)
Monsterfucker Exposé 2: Venom (2018)
Ancient Greek guy: *dreams*
Ancient Greek guy: oh SHITTTT I’m an oracle?? I’m a fucking oracle?? Oh shitttttt I’m an oracle
marvel studios: and then, chris evans IMPROVISED the line “I am steve rogers !” He talked to groot! ha ha pretty wild and silly huh : )
venom production team: yeah tom hardy just fucking climbed in the tank and ate a live lobster do we look like we know how to manage him
this has that same energy about that one post about cat owners vs dog owners
marvel studios: this is chris evans, hes a award winning talented actor, hes so talented and has been in all these movies, hes half dentist
venom production team: this is tom hardy and hes a bastard
Victor ‘I expected a monster I made out of decomposing body parts to be beautiful’ Frankenstein
Victor ‘I hauled ass out of my apartment and walked around my college campus for hours instead of dealing with the monster I gave life to’ Frankenstein
Victor ‘Oh thank god the monster left my apartment while I went out and panicked so it’s not my problem anymore’ Frankenstein
Victor ‘I know that this monster killed my younger brother but if I say anything people will think I’m crazy so no thanks’ Frankenstein
Victor ‘Wow look at those mountains wait is that the creature I made sprinting at me across the ice HOLY FUCK’ Frankenstein
When I walk into the mall and see Christmas decorations up the day after Halloween, I feel the same way Hamlet did when his mom married his annoying uncle so shortly after his father’s death.
Thrift, thrift, Horatio! the Halloween Mars Bars/Did coldly furnish forth the Christmas stockings
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