I just got sent a rather nasty ask from someone and I just want to say, I'm sorry if I'm not keeping up with asks, I'm usually working a lot and I try answer asks in any down time I have. I'm sorry if I "disappointed" anon but I'm a person too.
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I found this cute French-Italian-British Three Musketeers animation movie from like 1974, I thought I'd inform
It has like an absolutely WONDERFUL theme song, but most of the character designs are like so bad 😭😭 everyone else except Aramis, Constance and Anne or Austria look horrible
It's on YouTube in French with the name d'Artagnan l'intrépide!!
It's so bad but it has it's charm :))
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I wasn't going to mention it this year, but there has been a bit of attention and a few kind words. So here are a few Easter memories from Poplar-on-Tweaven.
Extracts from Easter Bernie.
Phyllis cleared her throat, “So if we ever get this meeting started, the first Poplar-on-Tweaven, Church and Crown, Easter Festival takes place tomorrow.”
The 'Crown 7' shuffled into the pew at the back of St Preservus church. Led in by Vi and ushered in by Paddy bringing up the rear.
“Hello, I see the naughty pew has been taken this morning,” beamed Peter Noakes. "That is usually reserved for the Noakes family.”
"I have some understanding of an egg hunt and even the hill rolling, but jarping remains a mystery to me.” Trixie informed Paddy in all seriousness.
The congregation hushed as Tom Hereward arrived in the pulpit, to start the service, just as Chummy, who was sat directly in front of Paddy and Trixie, exclaimed a little too loudly, “I’ve never been more aroused.”
Lucille, in front of her choir, exchanged glances with Tim at the organ and they shrugged their shoulders. He then looked at Bernie, who was shaking her head and glaring at the back of the church.
“So once I have rolled this egg, I have to go down the hill, retrieve it and if it hasn’t cracked, do it again, until it does?” Trixie said, keeping a wide berth from Paddy who was threatening to throw a squealing Bernie in his arms down the hill.
“They are not real ducks, Trixie. You know? Those ones you put in your bath, those rubber ones. You put your mark on one and the first one Reggie spots at the Mount Busby farm wins.” Fred was beside himself.
“Who has a bath these days? Haven't you all got showers yet, up North?” Trixie was confused.
Fred frowned, Paddy huffed, and Bernie added, “You might be the one at Mount Busby farm, waiting for a duck next year.”
“I don’t think that is in my job description.” Trixie added, but she didn’t look convinced.
Someone with not the longest fuse in Poplar, had sweaty palms and a racing heart and a mouth she couldn’t keep shut.
Later Trixie said that she started the clapping, but everyone was sure it was Val, followed by Lucille. There was definitely a “Well said lass,” from Phyllis and somebody, maybe more than one, said her dad would be proud. Was there an Amen?
There was only her and Paddy now. The sun had gone to its rest behind the Cleveland hills. They sat on Frank and Peggy’s memorial bench sharing a secret ciggie.
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I would have never imagined this but, thank you for 100 followers on the bot platform...?
Like, I didn't do shit nothing and yet ppl are following me??
idk...but yeah, apparently over 100 ppl follow me-
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I said it before, and I'll say it again.
Your art style is beautiful and you should be proud of it.
ahhh thank youuuu
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Do you think the Descendants fandom is dead? I mean, there's barely any fan art on Instagram (it's like 1000 posts) and if you do find some, it's mostly Mal fan art. Majority of the Disney fans had no idea that Descendants existed or care to exist anyway. And most of the characters seems forgettable. What do you think?
I wouldn't know about Instagram, so can't judge there.
And I mean, when I first joined the fandom, it was always like a half-dozen blogs who often posted about it and a few others who were like, on the side, if that makes sense? As well as the first of the two blogs that we now do not name...
And in my experience that's sorta how it's stayed. Or maybe that's just me being so well at regulating my fandom interactions. The Descendants fandom has always been so small, at least in my experience, that we could count as "dead."
I guess, I don't know how to answer this really? I've never noticed. There's also the element that we're all reaching that "I'm done" point with the new Descendants content; I think that most of us just were finished with the end of D3 and have refused to really acknowledge the new content like the royal wedding or that pocketwatch nonsense.
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Lucas to Athy: I hated humankind. God making them was a mistake. Humans tear each other apart for selfish reasons. They are evil. And you, Athanasia... you're also like other human. I have seen you kill. You destroy other people's lives. You've made them mesirable, but... blah blah blah human can also be kind blah blah that they are also trying their best blah blah-- what I want to say is... I love you.
Athy, rolling his eyes: You could've simply said I love you. For a devil, you're pretty dumb, Lucas.
Lucas: Shut up! Or I might take back what I said.
Athy, smirking: You won't. Because I love you too.
And they kiss.
The End.
*people (angels) screaming in the distance AAAAaaaaAaAAAaAaA
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