Tumgik
#Han Forrest
twinklepixels · 1 year
Photo
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
97 notes · View notes
scarebats · 1 year
Text
i was unreasonably excited when i saw the popcorn bags while watching gotg 3 w/ my mum
Tumblr media Tumblr media
48 notes · View notes
sugarmusicnews · 2 years
Text
Hello-A – Billy Forrest & Sharon Tandy
Hello-A – Billy Forrest & Sharon Tandy
Hello-A – Billy Forrest & Sharon Tandy ‘Hello-A’ was written by a Dutch chap called Hans van Hemert. It was first released by the duo Mouth & MacNeal and would top the charts in The Netherlands, Belgium and Germany. In South Africa the song was covered by Billy Forrest and Sharon Tandy, two legends of the local music scene. The Mouth And MacNeal version sounds like they could have been backed by…
Tumblr media
View On WordPress
0 notes
mikareo · 6 months
Text
Tumblr media
“ ࣭⸰ ★ WHEN SPRING COMES . . . ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀呪術廻戦 ; megumi fushiguro x fem reader
Tumblr media
⊹ ⠀⠀ your love for megumi can be compared to a snowflake; delicate and beautiful, stunning and unique. however, spring is coming— and eventually, all snowflakes have to melt. (1.2k)
contains; hanahaki au, rejection, angst, implied death author's note; this is 2 years old pls forgive me,, n hanahaki used to be my favorite trope IM SORRY I POST IT SM ajskl
Tumblr media Tumblr media
it’s been over a decade, fifteen years really, of the never-ending winter that you’ve grown so accustomed to. the settled snow has been your comfort zone, a weighted blanket tying you down to his presence since primary school, freezing the ribbon that tied your heart to his for eternity— though only now, you realize that ribbon is a chain, shackling you to a hopeless series of unrequited feelings that could never be returned. you’ve imprisoned yourself to an idea of love that never was. love that you viewed as your personal one-of-a kind snowflake between the two of you; something special and passionate with no barriers or boundaries, which softly flurried around you for your entire lives...
...but snowflakes melt when they touch the ground.
the soft powder is nothing but water now; dirtied water on the blood-ridden pavement, speckled with pink petals of a flower that you used to love. the snowflake is dying. it’s dead. and spring has come.
“tilt your head up,” megumi murmurs with the softest, most lovely voice you’ve ever heard. “you’ve still got some on your chin.”
he’s being generous with his words. you know your skin is stained red, dripping with blood and broken leaves that refuse to be wiped away. luckily for you, he tells you that red is his favorite color— that the scarlet shade compliments your complexion and makes you look beautiful— but you know he’s lying.
the deep clots and black chunks would send anyone into a nauseous fit, he’s too kind to you.
you wish he would be horrible. that he’d hurdle insulting comments, awful remarks, and unforgivable curses— but he’d never.
— and you love him for that.
it’s too bad that he doesn’t feel the same.
he never has. 
he never will.
“does that feel alright?” his washcloth is cold and damp. it’s a muddied mahogany after previously being a gorgeous forrest green. “it’s still warm, right?”
you nod, believing that one more lie won’t hurt your already dreadful situation. “i think you’ve got it all,” the reflection before you is one you recognize, a person of the past that you can’t seem to let go of no matter how many hours you spend wishing them away. “thank you, really.”
despite the normal appearance you now display, with rose-tinted cheeks and swollen eyes, there’s a garden growing in the sink. vines slithering their way down the drain as the water stream attempts to rid them from view. torn tulip petals are strewn across the bathroom floor, and in another life perhaps it would have been romantic to see a flower petal pathway leading towards the bedroom— that’s not your life though. you’ve been left with emptiness and a void of feelings with no return. 
“i’m always here to hold your hair back, i hope you know that.” he smiles with kindness, a genuine goodness that can only be portrayed by him. he’s the best person you know. there’s no mystery as to why you fell for him all those years ago, and why that love has followed you through adulthood. “it’s almost pretty…y’know, in a morbid way.”
hm, funny. morbidly beautiful.
“yeah,” you reply in a snap. “maybe they can be my funeral flowers.”
you've made him angry.
“don’t even joke about that, what the hell?” megumi always gets upset when you say those type of things. his vision turns red and he’s blinded by his own sadness that he forgets that he’s the cause— he’s the calamity that uprooted your formally blissful life. he’s the one who fell in love with someone new. 
winter could’ve lasted forever had he not gone to class that day.
it could raged onwards had he not met her.
you could’ve been hand-in-hand dancing beneath the moonlight on a snowy eve if she hadn’t asked for directions to the library. his kisses could’ve been peppering your face rather than hers if only you’d been more fun, more outgoing, more persuasive, more everything, then maybe he would’ve stayed. 
but megumi didn’t stay...
...he left.
he left as the leaves grew on the barren trees and pollen drifted through the breeze. he said his brief goodbyes to your heart while his chased her’s in yearning. he didn’t so much as glance your way as the hanahaki roots planted themselves in your heart— only choosing to show concern after they’d already grown terminal. he disappeared from your point of view before you could even acknowledge his absence— which was and continues to be unfair.
megumi was yours and now he isn’t. it’s as simple as that. as awful and simple as that. 
“we both know i’m dying.” you murmur, hands folded together as if they're the only things you have left to hang onto. you wish one of those hands could find their place in his warm palm, but the black marker ink etched onto his skin in the shapes of mini hearts and smiley faces are more than enough to drive you away. “there’s no point in denying it anymore. i can barely breathe.”
he shakes his head, backing away from you despite your obvious need for physical comfort.
you thought he knew you better than that. you thought he’d know exactly how to ease your pain, but he doesn’t. he’s very clearly not your soulmate, but for some reason your heart tells you otherwise.
“you’d be able to if you’d just get the surgery,” he says. “please.”
he's begging for something he could solve.
megumi's eyes look dark under the overhead light. “please don’t make me have to see you in a casket.”
the surgery in which the roots are removed from your heart is a tricky one. a procedure that many endure and survive, where they get to continue living their lives healthy and happy— though, are they truly living if they’re void of the love that once consumed them?
“i wouldn’t be able to live with myself, you know that.” your voice is firm, after having had this conversation many times before, “i’d know a part of me was missing. you’re too important for me to just…erase.”
if you’re being completely honest with yourself, you’d rather remain in your eternal winter for the rest of your soul’s existence. yes, it’s cold and dreary, with little to no sunlight and hope of a new love or progression in your relationship with him— but it’s familiar. you find it comfortable and there’s no fear in the feelings that you’re already so accustomed to living with everyday. the thought of spring is terrifying. the season following your beloved winter that represents rebirth and new blossoming love is one that you’ll never come to know— which is completely by choice. there’s no point in limping yourself towards spring when there’s no one you’d rather love than megumi. 
these hanahaki tulips won’t see the sunshine they yearn for when the grass regains its color. they’ll simply wither away with you and the lock that refuses to fall, holding your feelings for him in an eternal slumber that will never be woken. 
“i love you.” you say, whilst knowing that that’s the last thing he wants to hear. “i love you so much.”
your confessions of love are a reminder of your little time left, and he hates it.
he wishes it would all stop; but it can’t and it won’t.
perhaps he should’ve given you a chance when the opportunity arose. then you may have been happy. however, he knows that there’s no forcing love.
you’ve been doomed since the moment you’d laid eyes on him. 
love isn't your happiness.
“i’ve only ever loved you.”
it's your demise.
Tumblr media
⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⊹₊。 reblogs are greatly appreciated! ˚₊⊹
209 notes · View notes
licoricelump · 1 year
Text
Hot take: The lack of Shirai Ryu Ocs could be explained by the fact that the clan has what? FIve members (Hanzo, Harumi, Satoshi, Forrest Fox, Takeda) and NRS decided to kill off 3 of them without delving further into the clan's structure (mkx comic slightly mentioned the rebuilt clan, mind you - not the original one,as a "protective force" or sth,but for about 5 pages in before all of them were slaughtered (again)) and idk, there should be some Shirai Ryu members that are of equal rank to Hanzo, because pls man - don't you have any friends? Colleagues? Clanmates? Who you talk to on a daily basis ?(no not your blueberry bf) Why are you like this? Why are you sitting in the corner ruminating? The edge lord in yellow, what troubles you? Where are your friends. His close relationships are mostly vertical (clan leader - member/ father -son : Takeda/Fox/Satoshi) and only two are horizontal (Harumi/Kuai) and none of those horizontal ties depicts a "clanmate-mentality" to Hanzo. Kuai Liang at least has what? 5 clanmates of different ranks (Bi Han / Smoke, Sektor, Cyrax/Frost) to create tensions/interactions for his character depths - and thus making the entire Lin Kuei gang, not only KL, relatable, and also a good grounding way to make a character believable. Now, Which canon character is also a Shirai Ryu member, of equal rank to Hanzo, that he can socialize with (aside Harumi, who tips more to the romantic aspect and doesn't have that "brother in arm" feel) and through their interactions suggests how their clan works/what its hierarchy is/what is the underlying tension within the organization?/,in short, some grounding work for the fans to have a faint knowledge of how Shirai Ryu works and grows in interest to the clan? No one.
I try to create some Shirai Ryu ocs but damn it's hard because the clan is so vague . We have MK:Mythology focusing solely on the Lin Kuei already, i would dig a game that only focuses on the Shirai Ryu lore - and hell it doesn't have to be all about Hanzo, I just want to know wtf is that clan about to vouch for it.
Maybe I just obsess with clan hierarchy, lore and structures due to my old Warrior Cats obsession day but yeah, just a sliver of my thought about Shirai Ryu and Hanzo
(Ps: English is not my native language so bear with me the jumbled words)
Tumblr media
59 notes · View notes
bidokja · 1 year
Text
Weak Hero Character Names
For those who don't know, the Weak Hero webtoon anglicized a bunch of the characters' first names from Korean to English. They don't do this for newly introduced characters anymore AFAIK, but all the names they anglicized initially have been kept that way.
Since I've gotten a few people asking about the names, so I decided to compile a list of their original Korean names. You can find amost of these on their character profiles on the Weak Hero fandom page, but I figured people would appreciate having a quick reference that is all in one place. Hopefully this helps people learn/connect their original names.
Remember, this is not a full character list, it's for finding the Korean names of the characters that had their names anglicized.
The format will be:
Anglicized Name -> Korean Name (common alternative romanizations will be in parenthesis)
Eunjang High
Alex Go -> Go Hyeontak (Hyun-tak)
Ben Park -> Park Humin (Hoo-min)
Colton Choi -> Choi Hyoman (Hyo-man)
Eugene Gale -> Seo Juntae (Jun-tae)
Gerard Jin -> Jin Gayul (Ga-yool)
Gray Yeon -> Yeon Sieun (Shi-eun)
Phillip Kim -> Kim Pilyoung (Pil-young)
Rowan Im -> Im Juyang (Ju-yang)
Teddy Jin -> Jin Taeoh (Tae-oh)
Daehyeon High
Dean Kwon -> Kwon Hyeokjin (Hyuk-jin)
Jake Ji -> Ji Hakho (Hak-ho | Hagho)
Timothy Park -> Park Taegi (Tae-gi)*
Ganghak High
Jared Sun -> Seon Jongwon (Sun Jong-Wan)
Toby Kim -> Kim Dosik (Do-sik)
Wolf Keum -> Keum Seongje (Sung-je)
Hyeongshin High
Forrest Lee -> Lee Sehan (Se-han)
Myles Joo -> Joo Seungjin (Seung-jin)
Robin Ha -> Ha Minjo (Min-jo)
Sam "Grape" Lee -> Lee Gongsam (Gong-sam)
Yeo-il High
Donald Na -> Na Baekjin (Baek-jin)
Kingsley Kwan -> Kwan Seokhyeon (Suk-hyun)
Yoosun High
Harper "Helmet" Ha -> Ha Huicheol (Hee-chul)
Hugo Yoon -> Yun Hoyeong (Yoon Ho-young)
Jack Kang -> Kang Jeongyeon (Jung-yun)
Jimmy Bae -> Bae Jihun (Ji-hun)
Other Recurring/Relevant Characters
Bryce Oh -> Oh Beomseok (Beom-sok)
Julia Chae -> Chae Yujin (Yoo-jin)
Kenny Ji -> Ji Gwangseok (Gwang-seok)
Lala Lee -> Lee Minji (Min-ji)
Lily Nam -> Nam Jeongah (Jung-ah)
Oswald Yang -> Yang Seonghun (Sung-hoon)*
Sean Shin -> Shin Jeongseob (Jung-sub)*
Stephen Ahn -> Ahn Suho (Su-ho)
Wesley Song -> Song Baekkyu (Beak-gyu)
(* These names weren't on the wiki, so I looked at raws.)
138 notes · View notes
puppymlovemail · 1 year
Text
♫ I’ll be home for Christmas
Tumblr media
word count: almost 2k
pairings: han jisung x gn?reader (reader is wearing a dress but no body parts are disclosed.)
warnings: swearing, lowkey domestic fluff, a singular reference to sex, if you squint it’s suggestive at the end
summary: the holiday season! hoodie season! sweater weather! but is it really all it’s worked up to be without your boyfriend home?
Tumblr media
Your fingers carefully wrap the last ornament on the trees last available branch. The little sphere decorated in beautiful calligraphy that reads Our third Chirstmas, Jisung and Y/N. You giggle at the cheesiness of it, the red and green acrylic swirls that wrap around the transparent glass, inside the ornament sits a picture of you and your boyfriend two years ago, in front of your first shared Christmas tree. You’re snapped from your thoughts at the feeling of pine sap sticking to your fingers. At the this point you probably smell like Santa threw up on you considering you’ve been decorating this tree for a solid two hours.
You step back from the heavily decorated 9 foot tall korean fir currently situated in front of the living room bay window. The sunset rushes through the windowsill and dresses the room and the tree itself with beautiful yellows and muted pinks. Sighing, you rub your hands off on the apron you have tied to yourself. The pockets in it worked wonderfully for holding ornament hangers, so you wouldn’t have to hop off the ladder every time you needed another plastic clasp. Your work here is complete. Jisung has been incredibly busy with schedules and hasn’t had time to finish decorating the tree with you. You can’t blame him, he belongs to the stage and you love being able to watch his performances during the holiday season but you’d be lying if you said you didn’t miss him. He picked this tree out himself two weeks ago, you recall, when you both ventured out to the Christmas tree farm on his weekend off.
“Babe!” Jisung whines, making sure to drag out the “e” whilst leaning backwards dramatically, closing his eyes tightly, and flailing his arms about. “We can’t get such a tiny tree! Think about the holiday spirit!”
Your fingers pinched your nose dramatically, “Think about how Bbama and I will be on decorating duty. You think little old me can decorate a tree that big?” Your hands gesture to the tree he’s dragged you to by hand, leaving your previous post by the 4 foot evergreens. This fir before you stands tall and wide, towering over your preferred greens on the other side of the farm.
“Um? Of course?” He states, hand going back to yours, fingers interlocking to maintain some sort of body heat as the snow fell around you both.
“Doesn’t sound very convincing, Han Jisung.”
He loosens his hand from yours and turns to you, mitten covered palm resting of your heat flushed cheeks, and he finds he’d rather rest his hands here all day if given the chance. “Have I ever told you how strong and fantastic and beautiful and capable and lovely and sexy and-“
“Alright! Alright!”
You chuckle, recalling the memory and how you gave into him once again, as you fear you always will. At the end of the day you’d do anything for him. For the little family you’ve maintained. He’s home, and if home came with a 9 foot tall fir, you’d have to accept it.
The one thing you and Jisung had been able to do together this December was decorate the apartment, which was evident everywhere you looked. First thing being the mistletoe hung outside your bedroom door, that you remember him insisting you both hang up for “ambience” but you knew he just wanted an excuse for kisses and to get handsy without you outside of the bedroom. Secondly, the green candles that decorated every table top that wrapped the space with the smell of a pine tree forrest which reminded you of the log cabin you spent the night with him at last Christmas. Thirdly, the wreath hung on your front door that you handmade just because you were bored, but Jisung needed it to be on the door. Something about having to “show the world I’m dating Picasso!” Lastly was the ten stockings hung by the mantle. Each one had an initial with gold glitter cursive letting you know which members stocking was placed where. When the boys came over to hang theirs, Minho had moved yours and Bbamas one space over so he could situate his next to Jisungs. You had teased him playfully about it all evening. The group even helped Jisung put the star on the tree when you had placed it in the house. You couldn’t fight the growing smile on your face as you turned on your heel and headed towards the kitchen, pouring yourself some apple cider sangria, favoring this beverage over your boyfriends overly spiked eggnog in the fridge. Taking a generous swig you take your cup and stride to the living room once again.
Situating yourself on the couch you decided what better time to text your boyfriend than now? You pulled your phone from the aprons deep pockets and sent a text.
Y/N: hey stupid
Y/N: everything in this apartment reminds me of you
Y/N: it’s been a week since i’ve been in the same bed as you. come back before i throw this tree out the window
Y/N: that’s code for i miss you
Placing your already half finished sangria on the coaster on the end table, you reach for the TV remote after switching your phone off and placing it on the armrest. You change the input on your TV to Spotify and start to shuffle the Christmas playlist you made last year. During this process, Bbama hops onto the couch, establishing his rightful place on your lap.
“Such a good boy Bbama.” You sing to him, fingers petting the spot behind his ears easily, his favorite spot you reckon, considering the way he melts even further into your thighs with every scratch. “You miss Dad too don’t you?”
Your phone finally chimes about five minutes later, but you’re out like a light from passing out under the warmth of Bbama and the winter blanket underneath him. You don’t wake up till a hour later. Your eyes flinch closed at the brightness of the Christmas tree lights. Your hand outstretches and flails around trying to locate your phone behind you to check the time. Once you find it, you find the messages you received 57 minutes prior.
Jisung ❤️: is that code for you miss sleeping with me or is that code for you miss fucking me?
Jisung ❤️: i miss you too baby! don’t take your sexual frustrations out on the tree. mr claus wouldn’t appreciate it
Jisung ❤️: i don’t know if i’ll be able to get home for another week. i’m so sorry baby
You sigh at the news, though you expected it. He’s busy being the superstar teenage heartthrob rapper he is. Running a hand through your hair you realize you haven’t even heard his voice in a few days, how are you about to survive another week? Chirstmas will be at your doorstep in a weeks time, isn’t that cutting it too close? Before your fingers can type out a response you hear the door hinges creak open. Bbama reacts before you, jumping off of you like a trampoline and whimpering the minute he makes it to the front door. You throw the blanket off of you and sprint to the door as well, scared out of your damn mind, that is until you hear the faithful baby voice Jisung uses on his dog.
“Hi baby! Aww were you good while I was gone? Good boy!”
Tears well up in your bottom lash line as you stare helplessly at the scene in front of you. Jisung, standing up from his crouched position on the floor with Bbama, his brown hair disheveled by what your sure was the winter breeze and his coat littered with snowflakes. This fucking tease. You think as you really take him in. Not for another week my ass. His eyes lock with yours as he straightens his posture as if he can hear you ridiculing him in your head. He takes his coat off and drops it to the floor, outstretching his arms. The tears fall as your throw yourself at him, face nuzzling into the crook of his neck, still warm from his winter coat. Your arms wrap around his shoulders, legs wrapping around his waist as you hold on to him like a koala, clinging to him like you haven’t seen him in eons. His laugh bounces off the walls at your reaction as his arms immediately travel around your back to keep you in place, one hand trailing up to the nape of your neck and locking into your hair.
“Were you good while I was gone too?” He remarks, and you swear you can hear the smirk in his voice as he walks you both back into the living room, his boots dragging mounds of snow into the apartment that you’re sure Bbama is already trying to lick up.
You chuckle, and pull back to look at him again, his eyes sparkling as if they had blizzards of their own inside the honey brown of his irises, he cracks a giant smile and then you watch his gaze wander to the tree behind you both. “Oh my god. Baby. You did the tree all by yourself?”
He looks back at you, his eyes now tinted green and red with the shine of the multicolored lights hanging over the fir behind you. Blizzard long gone. His eyes almost gloss over in admiration and it sends a feeling of safety throughout your bones. “Would you consider that me being good whilst you were gone?” You tease as you kiss his neck playfully. He hums softly in response before you decide to be bold and suck gently into the tanned skin below his jaw.
As if caught off guard by your intimate exchange, his stance stumbles, and a quick shit! leaves his mouth before you’re both tumbling to the ground. His hand cradled the back of your head before you made contact with the living room rug. Your arms still lazily wrapped around his shoulders, legs still locked around his waist, albeit more lazily now, as he’s positioned atop of you, looking like he just had the wind knocked out of him. Then, as if in sync, you both start belly laughing. His voice was just what you needed to hear. It was what really decorated your living room. Despite the hours spent decorating by multiple people in your home, his presence did it all in milliseconds. You were head over heels. Literally.
“Give me a proper welcome home kiss before he start biting each other my dear.” He says, his lips hovering over yours, eyes flickering between your eyes and your lips. You lock your lips with his with absolutely no hesitation, listening as his breath hitches when you bite his bottom lip to allow yourself to sneak your tongue into his mouth. He tasted like gingerbread, and ever so slightly of spiked eggnog.
“Yah! I said no biting!” He quipped, pulling back from you, taunting his finger in your face, trying to look menacing. He couldn’t even if he tried, with the way your lips were shimmering with his saliva, the way your hair tousled around your head on to the floor in heaps, and the way you were laying out before him, white dress riding up your thighs, the only thing that prevented him from seeing just how far up was your beige baking apron. How could he even try to look menacing when you looked like a half opened Christmas present that was just begging to be unwrapped completely.
You hummed up at him, bucking your hips playfully into his, successfully getting him to break from his thoughts as he bit his bottom lip at your action.
“Welcome home, baby.”
Tumblr media
hello tumbler dot com! it’s been a minute 🥹 i’ve been writing like CRAZY since y’all seemed to like my last fic but i just hate the way some of my current wips are coming out but TRUST i am still very much so here :)
once again don’t be afraid to drop something in my ask box if u wanna request or anything!! i’d love to make some tumblr homies :)
64 notes · View notes
liljakonvalj · 7 months
Text
I watched Disney's Robin Hood tonight, and here are some of my highlights:
This movie is so FUN. Even as an adult who has seen this movie so many times I laugh out loud multiple times when watching it
Prince John being fooled by The cross-dressing Robin Hood and little John because he cannot fathom the idea of Female robbers
Tumblr media
Everything about their heist is fun- but especially kissing away the ring jewels, the entire conversation between Robin and prince John, Prince John's reflection in the ball, sir Hiss being stuck in a basket and the thieves colliding when running out with their bounty
Tumblr media
We're really shown how wicked the sheriff is, stealing coins out of the cast of a cripple, the birthday gift from a kid and a beggar
Robin is very good with kids and gives the birthday boy a bow, arrow and even his own hat
Turns out both Marian and her Lady in waiting Kluck are also terrific with children and their little playing with the children is absolutely adorable
Marian having a wanted poster of her beloved in her room is so funny to me, I cannot get over it.
Tumblr media
Robin being a horrible cook because he is thinking about his lady love 😍
The cartwheels he does when he hears that the winner of the archery competition will get a kiss from lady Marian!❤❤👌
Tumblr media
Also he has zero chill during the competition. Someone with brain cells might think that he should mess up a couple of the shots to be more inconspicuous, but not him.
Cleaving the sheriff's arrow with his own is a Legendary TM moment though
Tumblr media
The little turtle cheering for his dad was adorable. I really enjoyed the looks of all the contestants too!
Robin and Marian's love confessions when he's been found out 😭
Little John is literally saving the day multiple times during the aftermath of the contest while wearing a crop top. Also him just vibing with the prince, or "PJ", is a testament to his acting skills.
After the fight breaks out Robin and Marin agree to marry, where to go for their honeymoon and discuss their future number of children (robin:"We'll have six children". Marian: "no, a dozen at least") They both have zero chill and are so hot for each other, it would be sickening if i didn't love it so much
Lady Kluck literally being Player of the Game during the fight, every single thing she does is a win
The entire fighting sequence is a joy from start to finnish
The song "Love" while Robin and Marian just walk around in the forrest talking and being well ... in love 😭😍❤
The scene with the warerlillies, fireflies and the flower-ring while they gaze into each others eyes is the textbook definition of Romance
Tumblr media
Much of the animation in A Phoney king of England is borrowed from earlier movies, but I like the little game I make of trying to remember wich animations are from which movie
I also like Friar Tuck's little theatre setup and Robin using his bow as a, well, bow when playing the violin
The song becoming such a hit in the town that Prince John raises the taxes even more, resulting in several people being put in jail (The jail part is not a favourite but the song being a hit is)
Friar Tuck absolutely losing it when the sheriff steals from the box for the Poor in his church.👏👏
The double take Robin does when he hears his friend is to be hanged on the morrow, first out of character then in character as the beggar.
(In the swedish version Trigger, who is suspicious of the beggar remarks that "han har en räv bakom örat" lit. trans ="he has a fox behind his ear" which means that he is up to something. I thought it was a fun pun considering Robin is a fox)
I view the whole breaking into the castle sequence each Christmas (as is tradition) but I always forget how much from the movie they cut out of the Christmas show
(The whole sequence with Robin masquerading as Nutsy, John freeing the prisoners and about half the fight/flight when they escape is cut from the Christmas show)
Trigger being unable to properly secure his crossbow is a great running gag. He calls his crossbow "gamla Bettan" in Swedish- probably translated: "Old Betsy". I wonder what he calls it in other languages?
Tumblr media
And each time I watch I lament that Robin gets too greedy, just leave that last money sack that the prince is cradling in his arms!!
Tumblr media
Robin (and little John) turning around to fetch the little bunny is so in character and kinda heartbreaking because Robin almost dies
Robin is really fearing for his life - especially in the burning tower
Robin's face after his escape and Skippy claims that he could've swum double the distance
Tumblr media
Was the ending rushed? Yes. Do I care? No.
11 notes · View notes
leviiackrman · 1 year
Text
OCS AS CHARACTERS;
Rules: take this quiz and share 5 (or more or less) results from the top 50 that you feel really fit your oc(s). If you don’t recognise many from the top 50, feel free to expand to the top 100
Was tagged by my darling @corvosattano to do this INSANELY fun quiz game for my kiddies!! Thank you sm macy, this is so much friggin fun!!
Tagging: @chuckhansen @sstewyhosseini @risingsh0t @florbelles @confidentandgood @indorilnerevarine @denerims @marivenah @liurnia @jacobseed @jendoe @phillipsgraves @benningsthing @jinfromyarikawa @baldurrs @fenharel @simonxriley @queennymeria @shellibisshe @roofgeese @nokstella @noonfaerie @detectivelokis + @unholymilf
Tumblr media
Pippin Took - Lord of the Rings
Sasha Braus - Attack on Titan (!!!!!)
Naruto Uzumaki - Naruto
Simba - The Lion King
Littlefoot - The Land Before Time
Tumblr media
Miranda Priestly - The Devil Wears Prada
Carolyn Martens - Killing Eve
Sansa Stark - Game of Thrones
Blair Waldorf - Gossip Girl
Hans Gruber - Die Hard
Tumblr media
Chien-Po - Mulan
Cameron James - 10 Things I Hate About You
Flounder - The Little Mermaid
Forrest Gump - Forrest Gump
Charles Boyle - Brooklyn 99
Tumblr media
Light Yagami - Death Note
Dr. Hannibal Lecter - The Silence of the Lambs
Chuck Bass - Gossip Girl
Palpatine - Star Wars
Cersei Lannister - Game of Thrones
Tumblr media
Ferris Bueller - Ferris Bueller’s Day Off
Dash Parr - The Incredibles
Jack Sparrow - Pirates of the Caribbean
Holly Golightly - Breakfast at Tiffany’s
George Weasley - Harry Potter
Tumblr media
Waylon Smithers - The Simpson’s
Charlie Kelmeckis - The Perks of Being a Wallflower
Dr. John Watson - Sherlock
Chidi Anagonye - The Good Place
Dana Polk - Cabin in the Woods
32 notes · View notes
superficialcinema · 16 days
Text
Tumblr media
TWISTER - 3.4 / 5
☆ 1996 ☆ Jan de Bont ☆ Action / Adventure ☆
You wanna know something? I watched this film exclusively for Philip Seymour Hoffman and I only slightly regretted it!
────────────────────────
Plot: ★★★☆☆
3.5 / 5
I have to be sort of nice about this film because my mum loves it, but I did not love it.
Helen Hunt and her hippie, tornado chasing gang get together to hunt down the most powerful hurricane in decades to test out their revolutionary hippie technology. Bill Paxton comes back ‘just this once’ as a rival gang of weather men have stolen their hippie tech ideas and will try to play it off as their own, if it works. It does, but only after Bill Paxton has an affair with Helen Hunt… or something.
So, Bill Paxton’s wife is this psych lady and she genuinely seemed normal but the movie tried so hard to push her away. If my husband took me hurricane chasing with his old girlfriend, and then proceeded to CHEAT on me with said girlfriend, I would’ve done so much more than her (genuinely cute) parting speech. In the movie’s defence, they didn’t demonise her as much as I was expecting them to - I think a lot of films have this nasty habit of gaslighting the audience into thinking the rational one is insane for the (specifically romantic, re-kindled love) plot. Though, I do love a good Edward Cullen: ‘No one will believe you’, so maybe my opinions wouldn’t be so sour if the film just went guns-a-blazing with the manipulation tactics.
Soundtrack: ★★★★☆
4 / 5
Okay, so there’s two soundtracks. I think one is of the instrumental and the other, well - in the movie, most of the soundtrack is comprised of whatever PSH’s character is playing in his truck because he’s the Radio Guy ™ (I LOVE YOU PHILIP SEYMOUR HOFFMAN!) but the music is GOOD even if I didn’t know any of it! Eric Clapton, Stevie Nicks, Lisa Loeb, Red Hot Chilli Peppers, the Goo Goo Dolls and various others seem like a pretty good recipe for success, though. The instrumental score was forgettable but I have no idea what to compare it to. I never listen the scores in films, besides maybe whatever Hans Zimmer puts out - and it was certainly not on par with Hans Zimmer. The lyrical soundtrack bumps the score up a star or two.
Acting/ Cast: ★★★☆☆
3.5 / 5
Maybe not acting, but the dialogue was so odd and (to me) unnatural in places and the kiss between Bill Paxton and (the lady) at the end was so weirdly placed: they just survived a HURRICANE, alright, but they only start making out once all the rest of their friends arrive?? I don’t know. I feel like they could’ve done that at literally any other time. Anyway. You already know Philip Seymour Hoffman ATE THIS ROLE UPPP (foood). I have never seen him be bad in a film yet, and I don’t think I ever will. The psych lady (Jami Gertz) was great! I remember her being good in ‘The Lost Boys’ too, so no surprise there. Bill Paxton and Helen Hunt were also good, but Paxton was weirdly off in this one? Something just didn’t feel right - maybe he just wasn’t as insane as I was expecting him to be. The rest of the cast were fine. It was like Movie 43 but half decent, and with niche side characters instead of weird main stars. It felt like everybody was somebody in something else.
Visuals: ★★★☆☆
3.5 / 5
90s CGI. Yeah. There were some explosions, though, and they were pretty sick. Nowhere near ‘Forrest Gump’ or ‘The Matrix’, but just far enough from ‘Deep Blue Sea’ for me to mind it. As someone who grew up in the era of Marvel, some percentage of the stars were for effort.
Enjoyment: ★★☆☆☆
2.5 / 5
Half of this is for PSH - I probably wouldn’t watch this again, even so. I remember seeing parts of this as a kid (specifically the final tornado chase bit) and I would genuinely get so stressed about it, so the negatives are probably from a deep seated psychological issue and just flat-out disappointment: I expected a lot from this film, but I didn’t get a lot back.
Overall: ★★★☆☆
3.4 / 5
But tell me your views! Does anyone actually like this film, wholeheartedly? I’d love to discuss with those of you who like Philip Seymour Hoffman, and also those of you who are wrong! Joking. I’m not.
Thank you for reading, and have a wonderful day :3
- KC
4 notes · View notes
dalekofchaos · 1 year
Note
How would you have made Helsa canon?
Okay there are 3 ways we can go about this.
Frozen. In the first Frozen, it's Elsa Hans meets, not Anna. It starts out with a dance, at first Elsa is hesitant, but Hans says please and Elsa could not refuse. Elsa finds a kindred spirit in Hans. Hans shares his mistreatment over the hands of his family and Elsa reveals that her parents made her conceal, don't feel. Hans says "maybe we're more alike than I thought, your majesty" Elsa tells Hans how she had to shut Anna out and Hans simply tells her "you were close, if you open up, I'm sure she would forgive you. Before Elsa goes to see Anna, Hans gives Elsa a winter rose. And Elsa smiles like she's never before. More of the events of the first movie happens. Elsa and Anna reunite, Elsa loses control and shuts Anna and Hans out and Let It Go. Anna and Kristoff's journey. When Hans comes to save Elsa at her castle. Hans tells Elsa she's not a monster, the powers she wields are beautiful, and for once in her life, Elsa doesn't view this power as a curse and the warmth from Hans begins to thaw out the ice. And more or less goes like this fan comic. It's the Duke Of Weselton who's the villain.(you know the obvious asshole who has a problem with Elsa having powers). Elsa and Anna's love for each other saves each other. Elsa and Hans get married and Elsa tosses the bouquet towards Anna and Kristoff and winks at her sister. Elsa finds someone who understands her and helps her embrace her powers and someone who helped bring her and Anna back together. Hans found something worth even more than a throne. Love and magic. True love. And Hans has what he always wanted. A family. A King with his Queen
Frozen 2. Remember the Frozen 2 teaser that shows Anna picking up a sword? In my opinion, that was supposed to be Hans. But let's say that is Hans. Hans intentions are to seek help from Elsa because of the crisis and mostly he just wants to escape to the Enchanted Forest to escape the torment of his family. Absolutely no one trusts him and Hans journey is not about escape, but redemption. Also I like chooarts and other Helsa fanartists depiction of Hans having a beard. But anyways, the fire spirit latches onto Hans.(more on that later) When Elsa leaves Anna behind, Hans goes to find her. When Hans finds her, she's frozen like in the movie. The fire spirt bonds with Hans and Hans uses his new found power to save Elsa. Elsa, Hans, Anna and Kristoff together save the Enchanted Forrest. And Elsa tells Hans she forgives him and they hold hands and embrace in a hug an teasing for something more. And Olaf makes a joke about the two lovebirds while Elsa and Hans turn redder than fire. Eventually Anna forgives Hans. He saved Elsa and helped save the Enchanted Forest and Arendelle and Hans wishes her the best with Kristoff, he is a better man for her than he could've been. And they part as friends. Where Elsa found the place she belongs, Hans found his belonging with Elsa, because the Fifth Spirit needs the Fire spirit to stay whole. Anna takes her place as Queen with Kristoff, while Elsa and Hans stay in the Enchanted Forest.
Frozen 3. Hans' father and 12 brothers intend to invade Arendelle. They see Arendelle as vulnerable without Elsa. So Hans goes to the Enchanted Forest to warn Elsa. And together Elsa and Hans would save Arendelle together. I also think it should be revealed that Hans has Fire Powers. In the process of working together, Elsa and Hans begin to fall for each other and Elsa finally learns to forgive Hans for what he's done. And with Elsa as a master of ice and Hans a master of fire, Fire & Ice together saves the day and unites two kingdoms.
22 notes · View notes
twinklepixels · 1 year
Photo
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
Finchwick Chicken and Egg Competition 🐔🥚
Han entered Roo Roo into the competition, Roo Roo looking rather dapper in his cap and scarf.
61 notes · View notes
fefuckability · 8 months
Text
The Fates Bracket Qualifier! Starts September 11th at 3pm EDT
Here's how it's going to work:
There are going to be 10 qualifying polls (six for the men, four for the women)
Pick your favorite from each poll
Polls will run for one week (I’d prefer 3 days but alas Tumblr doesn’t offer the option yet)
The top 32 male characters and the top 32 female characters will qualify for the men’s and women’s brackets
Polls:
Qualifier 1 (F!Corrin, Azura, Felicia, Flora, Mozu, Lilith, Anna, Rinkah, Charlotte)
Qualifier 2 (Hinoka, Kagero, Setsuna, Oboro, Camilla, Peri, Selena, Beruka, Nyx*)
Qualifier 3 (Sophie, Mitama, Caeldori, Rhajat, Selkie, Soleil, Ophelia, Nina, Velouria)
Qualifier 4 (Candace, Daniela, Mikoto, Layla, Cassita, Arete, Reina, Orochi, Scarlet)
Qualifier 5 (M!Corrin, Jakob, Silas, Kaze, Shura, Gunter, Lloyd, Llewlyn)
Qualifier 6 (Ryoma, Saizo, Azama, Xander, Laslow, Odin, Haitaka, Kumagera, Tarba)
Qualifier 7 (Takumi, Hinata, Subaki, Leo, Niles, Arthur, Senno, Omozu, Zhara)
Qualifier 8 (Kaden, Keaton, Benny, Kotaro, Kilma, Funke, Daichi, Gazak, Nichol)
Qualifier 9 (Shigure, Dwyer, Shiro, Asugi, Hisame, Siegbert, Forrest**, Ignatius, Rainbow Sage)
Qualifier 10 (Yukimura, Izana, Fuga, Sumeragi, Garon, Anankos, Hans, Iago, Zola)
I am also adding a Google Form to submit characters for an enby bracket so Limstella, Kyza, and Bramimond don't get left out. These can be characters from any game as long as there is canon basis for them being nonbinary.
Extra notes under the cut
Characters who are excluded from voting:
Anyone who obviously both looks and acts like a literal child. Some characters are borderline so discretion may be used
Generics
Anyone who lacks either a portrait or a unique name
Characters not in human form (e.g. Human!Anankos is included but Dragon!Anankos is not)
Characters who are technically included in Fates via Einherjar or Amiibo, but would fit better with another game's poll (e.g. Marth)
*Yes I know Nyx looks young, but considering she's canonically very old + her entire thing is that she actually acts her age even if she doesn't look it, I've decided to allow her
**Forrest canonically refers to himself as a man so he's going with the men
***Hana and Effie are not included because they are canonically supposed to be around the same age as Sakura and Elise respectively. Given the absolute oldest Sakura can possibly be is ~15 (and Elise is likely younger) it seemed fair to exclude them too.
10 notes · View notes
ntaras · 8 months
Text
love how i’ll have headcanons like “the fire gardens are full of cats :3” and then have other headcanons like “bi-han has a spot deep in the forrest marked as a grave in case kuai liang ever died so he can bury him there before the lin kuei could do anything to his body”
10 notes · View notes
nem0c · 1 year
Photo
Tumblr media
Vietnam War - Galaxy Science Fiction Magazine, June 1968
Sourced from: http://natsmusic.net/articles_galaxy_magazine_viet_nam_war.htm
Transcript Below
We the undersigned believe the United States must remain in Vietnam to fulfill its responsibilities to the people of that country.
Karen K. Anderson, Poul Anderson, Harry Bates, Lloyd Biggle Jr., J. F. Bone, Leigh Brackett, Marion Zimmer Bradley, Mario Brand, R. Bretnor, Frederic Brown, Doris Pitkin Buck, William R. Burkett Jr., Elinor Busby, F. M. Busby, John W. Campbell, Louis Charbonneau, Hal Clement, Compton Crook, Hank Davis, L. Sprague de Camp, Charles V. de Vet, William B. Ellern, Richard H. Eney, T. R. Fehrenbach, R. C. FitzPatrick, Daniel F. Galouye, Raymond Z. Gallun, Robert M. Green Jr., Frances T. Hall, Edmond Hamilton, Robert A. Heinlein, Joe L. Hensley, Paul G. Herkart, Dean C. Ing, Jay Kay Klein, David A. Kyle, R. A. Lafferty, Robert J. Leman, C. C. MacApp, Robert Mason, D. M. Melton, Norman Metcalf, P. Schuyler Miller, Sam Moskowitz, John Myers Myers, Larry Niven, Alan Nourse, Stuart Palmer, Gerald W. Page, Rachel Cosgrove Payes, Lawrence A. Perkins, Jerry E. Pournelle, Joe Poyer, E. Hoffmann Price, George W. Price, Alva Rogers, Fred Saberhagen, George O. Smith, W. E. Sprague, G. Harry Stine (Lee Correy), Dwight V. Swain, Thomas Burnett Swann, Albert Teichner, Theodore L. Thomas, Rena M. Vale, Jack Vance, Harl Vincent, Don Walsh Jr., Robert Moore Williams, Jack Williamson, Rosco E. Wright, Karl Würf.
We oppose the participation of the United States in the war in Vietnam.
Forrest J. Ackerman, Isaac Asimov, Peter S. Beagle, Jerome Bixby, James Blish, Anthony Boucher, Lyle G. Boyd, Ray Bradbury, Jonathan Brand, Stuart J. Byrne, Terry Carr, Carroll J. Clem, Ed M. Clinton, Theodore R. Cogswell, Arthur Jean Cox, Allan Danzig, Jon DeCles, Miriam Allen deFord, Samuel R. Delany, Lester del Rey, Philip K. Dick, Thomas M. Disch, Sonya Dorman, Larry Eisenberg, Harlan Ellison, Carol Emshwiller, Philip José Farmer, David E. Fisher, Ron Goulart, Joseph Green, Jim Harmon, Harry Harrison, H. H. Hollis, J. Hunter Holly, James D. Houston, Edward Jesby, Leo P. Kelley, Daniel Keyes, Virginia Kidd, Damon Knight, Allen Lang, March Laumer, Ursula K. LeGuin, Fritz Leiber, Irwin Lewis, A. M. Lightner, Robert A. W. Lowndes, Katherine MacLean, Barry Malzberg, Robert E. Margroff, Anne Marple, Ardrey Marshall, Bruce McAllister, Judith Merril, Robert P. Mills, Howard L. Morris, Kris Neville, Alexei Panshin, Emil Petaja, J. R. Pierce, Arthur Porges, Mack Reynolds, Gene Roddenberry, Joanna Russ, James Sallis, William Sambrot, Hans Stefan Santesson, J. W. Schutz, Robin Scott, Larry T. Shaw, John Shepley, T. L. Sherred, Robert Silverberg, Henry Slesar, Jerry Sohl, Norman Spinrad, Margaret St. Clair, Jacob Transue, Thurlow Weed, Kate Wilhelm, Richard Wilson, Donald A. Wollheim.
20 notes · View notes
chichirid · 2 months
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media
☘︎ king 7ds id pack ☘︎
(names, pronouns, titles)
Tumblr media
names: ace, aeden / aiden, alban, alfie, alvin, anton, bran, caerwyn, carter, caspian, darian, declan, ericson, finch, finn, forrest, hans, henry, hugh, john, joseph, juno, kenton, kit, niall, pascoe, prince, quinn, quinton, ralphie, rian, roscoe, ryan, ryne, saber, sire, spade, sylvan, wells, zander, zennor
pronouns: nature/natures, for/forest, fai/fairy, doe/does, fae/faers, faun/fauns, vesper/vespers, sloth/sloths, laze/lazy, pix/pixie, oak/oaks, vae/vaers, tree/trees
titles: (prn) who shields everything from harm, (prn) whose wings will grow with power, (prn) who will stand up for those (prn) loves, (prn) who will cast a spell of protection over the forest, (prn) with a kind motivation, the most powerful fairy king in history, the single-handed victor, the magical guard, the sloth with an unmovable heart, the forest’s protector
Tumblr media
note: i suggest reading this post about fae/faer pronouns. (link leads to https://gendercensus.tumblr.com/post/643657043304153088/on-faefaer-pronouns-and-cultural-appropriation .)
Tumblr media
5 notes · View notes