#The crowd roars

[canticleofcanticlesforleibowitz]

Everything's Ruined!

Asking you to tell me why, what would it take to turn you

all the way away, what would blind you, what ruins

everything? Betty Boop, eyes huge and unseeing

stomps her foot and calls it, a demented referee

This lurid sport, played in a dark stadium

ten times too large, swollen with spectators

who came for the blood and the lions

but can't see through the noise,

one another, and the half-time

show, the red rose parade

of gift-giving holidays

I'd forgotten how softly the non-answer

answer can sit in tired ears, waiting

for revelation but eased instead

to sleep by the lie that

too faintly tells

a truth

#mine #personal #grief is weird #morning meditation #a.m. thunderstorms #we are here to know #sweet nothings #the crowd roars #they ruined and repaired me #the rest you know #the hands removed the bad thing

[byneddiedingo]

James Cagney in The Crowd Roars (Howard Hawks, 1932)

Cast: James Cagney, Ann Dvorak, Joan Blondell, Eric Linden, Frank McHugh, Guy Kibbee. Screenplay: John Bright, Niven Busch, Kubec Glasmon, based on a story by Howard Hawks and Seton I. Miller. Cinematography: Sidney Hickox, John Stumar. Film editing: Thomas Pratt.

The "Hawksian woman," able to crack wise and exhibit grace under pressure as well as any man, is one of the glories of Hollywood movies. In Howard Hawks's movies, actresses as various as Katharine Hepburn, Jean Arthur, Rosalind Russell, Lauren Bacall, Joanne Dru, and Angie Dickinson held their own with domineering males like Cary Grant, Humphrey Bogart, and John Wayne. So when I saw that TCM had scheduled a Howard Hawks film I hadn't seen starring James Cagney and Joan Blondell, I thought if anyone could take down a peg the Cagney who became famous for abusing Mae Clarke with half a grapefruit in The Public Enemy (William A. Wellman, 1931) it would be Blondell, Warners' likable tough girl. (Blondell was in The Public Enemy, but she was linked up with Edward Woods instead of Cagney.) Well, here's another missed opportunity: Though Blondell gets top billing with Cagney, he's paired with Ann Dvorak; Blondell gets the forgettable (and forgotten) juvenile Eric Linden instead. And Dvorak's character is no Hawksian woman: Instead of toughing it out with a wisecrack when Cagney's character dumps her, she goes into hysterics. Instead of the witty battle of the sexes we have come to expect from Hawks, in The Crowd Roars we get a passable and sometimes exciting action movie about race car drivers, with a little romantic entanglement thrown in to bridge the well-shot and well-staged racing scenes. Cagney's Joe Greer is a champion race car driver -- he's won at Indianapolis three times -- who goes home to find that his kid brother, Eddie (Linden), wants to follow in his footsteps. So Joe takes Eddie back to L.A. with him, where he's been living without benefit of wedlock -- this is a pre-Code film -- with Lee Merrick (Dvorak). Initially he tries to hide his relationship with Lee to protect the younger man's morals -- to "keep him off of booze and women," as he puts it -- but truth will out. When he decides to break up with Lee, she enlists her friend Anne (Blondell) in a revenge plot: Anne will frustrate Joe's puritanical scheme by seducing Eddie. This doesn't work out: Anne and Eddie fall in love. Meanwhile, Joe and Eddie compete in a race in which Joe's sidekick Spud (Frank McHugh) is killed in a flaming crash -- there's a remarkable series of scenes in which drivers, including Joe, drop out of the race because they're nauseated by having to repeatedly pass the crash site with its smell of burning flesh. Eddie wins the race and goes on to become the star driver that Joe was, while Joe hits the bottle and the skids. Redemption and reconciliation of course ensue. None of this is new and all of it is predictable, but Hawks knows how to pump up the action when everything gets soppy. As for the Hawksian woman, she will have to wait until 1934 and Twentieth Century for Carole Lombard to give her the first satisfactory outing.

#The Crowd Roars #Howard Hawks #James Cagney

[polyhymniasbooks]

New at Cold Takes, hot n' fresh short takes on what I've been watching. We've got early Hawks, late Capra, killer Roombas, and zombie popsicles.

#Cold Takes #Short Takes #my writing #film #movies #b movies #Howard Hawks #Frank Capra #sci-fi #horror #The Crowd Roars #Pocketful of Miracles #Runaway #The Chilling

[midnight-ramblingswfc]

AND WITH HER FIRST TOUCH VIV SLOTS IT HOME WITH ASSIST FROM BETH MEAD

#arsenal wfc #arsenal women #vivianne miedema #beth mead #normally I would gif but these need the crowds roar

[dateko]

˚｡⋆ OUR SUMMER HOLIDAY | GOJO SATORU

summary: a slice of a lazy summer afternoon with you, gojo, and two little cursed spirits...

Having Satoru cling to you in the unforgiving summer heat is pure torture. Yet you don’t make an effort to move because there is an occasional refreshing breeze that flies by, and really, you just very much enjoy the feeling of his weight on top of you. The cicadas in the trees buzz and hiss in the distance, and Satoru hums a made-up tune, his cheek sticking to your chest like glue. The two of you stay in that position for a while, loving in silence and enjoying the afternoon, resting in the hammock.

“You’re being awfully quiet.” You muse, letting your fingers run wild through his hair. He sighs at the feeling, adjusting himself up to slot his face into the crook of your neck.

“Megumi’s not here, so I can’t bug him,” He mumbles, voice carrying a slight drawl. “Speaking of bugs, he’s probably infesting the house with them by now.”

Before school was to start again, Megumi and Tsumiki had begged their blue-eyed guardian and you for a short summer holiday. A day or two before I go back to “jail,” as the first grader called it. Knowing Satoru couldn’t say no to his two children and you not having a single mean bone in your body, the four of you set out on a road trip to one of the Gojo Clan’s vacation homes. Far from the busy city and near the roaring ocean, the house you’d all be staying in for a few days was just perfect.

Compared to your cramped and comfortable apartment back in Tokyo, the temporary home had enough space for Megumi’s demon dogs to run around and a kitchen so big it completed your happy little heart. It was a lovely weekend getaway where the kids ran around catching bugs and picking flowers, spending sunset afternoons walking along the shore and lighting fireworks at night. Satoru was certainly ecstatic, having convinced Yaga to rid him of any missions for the weekend.

“Popsicles!” Tsumiki’s voice sings as she slides open the door and steps out onto the engawa. Dressed in a white frilly sundress with embroidered strawberries, she carries around a small basket with frozen treats. Megumi trails behind with a mischievous grin, holding what looks like a stag beetle in a mason jar. They’ve certainly been busy today, unlike you and your lazy lover.

“Mm, just what I needed!” You smile, kissing Satoru’s temple sweetly, urging him to grab you one to share. To this, he pouts with a whine, unwilling to leave his cozy spot against your chest and tangling himself in the embrace of your arms. However, the strongest for you is obedient, complete putty in your presence, who dutifully complies. 

Tsumiki’s smile reaches her ears as she hands him a popsicle, and Satoru pats the top of her head as he thanks her. “Gojo, wait!” The little one calls, digging around her basket. “I have one more thing.”

Satoru raises a quizzical brow and turns to you, who shrugs, leaving your trusty hammock to reach over and grab the treat in his hands. His daughter beams up at him with a playful smile, tugging on his arm to bring him down to her height. “I made you a present!” She says proudly, revealing a carefully crafted crown made of dandelions in her hands. Satoru’s eyes widen at the gift, cheeks slightly shy as he nods, letting little hands place it carefully atop his snowy locks. He can’t seem to stop smiling today. It feels good to be loved.

“How do I look?” He stands, striking a few poses that cause a few giggles and hoots. “Should I do a twirl?”

“You look stupid.” Megumi answers flatly from his spot on the engawa, a bored expression on his face. Tsumiki scolds her younger brother before adamantly declaring that their guardian, indeed, looks like a fairy princess. 

Your boyfriend looks at you with a defeated expression, blue eyes with long batting lashes asking you to vouch for him. “Did you hear that? Megumi’s being mean,” His arms pull you into his broad chest, hands rubbing your shoulders. “You don’t think I look stupid, too, do you?” 

Shaking your head, you flash a smile and finish your popsicle with a pop. “You’re certainly the prettiest princess I’ve ever seen.” 

Satoru pulls you closer and coos at your response, dipping his head down to rub his nose against yours before placing a giant kiss on your lips. The children behind you groan in disgust at the sight. You can’t help but shudder at the feeling of Satoru sweeping his tongue across your bottom lip, giggling against you as he listens to Tsumiki telling Megumi to close his eyes. It’s sticky and sweet, even in the heat. The sorcerer pulls back with a smirk, his hands on your hips, squeezing you playfully. “Mmm, strawberry. My favorite.”

You roll your eyes and pinch his cheek. “You’re such a handful, ‘Toru.”

“Can we go to the beach again?” Tsumiki pips. “I wanna pick seashells!”

“That sounds like a great idea!” Satoru replies excitedly, wiggling his eyebrows at you. 

You playfully push his annoyingly handsome face away from you, stopping him from making those lovesick, kissy faces and ogling eyes. “Sorry, but no. We went yesterday, and plus, Satoru won’t stop being annoying about it.” 

“Hey! What’s wrong with wanting to see you in a swimsuit? You act like I’ve never seen you n-”

“Okay! We can go!” You clap, embarrassed, and march back into the house, where the resting demon dogs wait for you. “Kids! Grab the picnic blanket!”

Left on his own devices and already missing you by his side, Satoru giggles as he watches you pack up with Tsumiki in the kitchen. It’s a sight he wishes he could keep forever. He wishes for more days like this one. One where the kids can continue enjoying their youth, without a care in the world. And he knows that you feel the same.

You’ve always been so loving and supportive with the kids, from the moment he showed up at your front door with two pairs of wide and innocent eyes. It’s not every day that the four of you could act as a family and not sorcerers fighting to protect humanity. Satoru realizes this is something he wants to protect for a long, long time.

“What are you giggling at? It’s creepy…” Megumi says, a faint smile ghosting his lips.

“Oh, nothing…”

note: this was... a very fruitless fic... i'm sorry... i really do not want to go back to school and also it's very hot outside so i birthed this... also i might continue writing the beach moment but really i apologize for the lack of actual real and raw writing i usually do i am... Unwell and forgot what it was like to write!!!

#gojo x reader #gojo x you #gojo satoru x reader #gojo satoru x you #gojo fluff #this is not proof read pls read at your own risk i simply wrote this in one sitting and HIT POST #WE LOVE YOU GOJO SATORU [crowd roars] my pretty princess yeah yeah yeah #jjk

[threestripeslider]

  Sadly, he stares at the sword before him.

This old thing should’ve shattered a long time ago – but it’s still holding strong, clawing at bare threads, keeping itself together. 

Just like Leonardo, he supposes.

Chapter 9: stitches is out now!! finally we get some splinter content in this joint.

#rottmnt #rottmnt movie #rottmnt fic #odd man out #omo files: update #WOOO FINALLY ITS DONEEEEE #[throws this into the roaring crowd]

[saturnniidae]

Hiccup got the kinda sensory and stimuli seeking autism where he actively enjoys loud noises as long as it's not people talking or yelling.

#crowd of people yelling or talking over each other? ❌️ #dragons roaring and loud flapping of wings? ✅️ #hiccup has tinnitus (starting from when toothless roared directly in his ear when they met) from all the loud ass dragons hes surrounded by #(modern au hiccup would too tbh but from like concerts and headphones probably 😭) #i personally hate all loud noise except music #this is one of the rare moments when hiccup is NOT me fr fr #httyd #rtte #hiccup haddock #autistic!hiccup #httyd headcanon #hiccup horrendous haddock iii #toothless #moth.txt #no i will not shut up abt autistic hiccup #this is the 2nd post today actually 😭 #followers n mutuals signed up for this tho 🙏🙏

[imperatorrrrr]

I needed this video on my blog.

MetLife Stadium is ROCKIN’ after Nico Hischier’s opening goal 😮‍💨

#Nico Hischier #New Jersey Devils #Devils #NJ Devils #NJD #the way the crowd collectively stands up as Nico is starting the breakaway #the way the whole place gets silent as he takes the shot #the brief drop and then #THE ROAR #god I live here now

[focsle]

He stuns me every time.

#like the crowd roaring at the end of this….APPROPRIATE

[c4shh]

More of this bitch

#art #fanart #whiteboard fox #poppy playtime #the prototype #i thought it would be funny if he made wings out of the skin from other toys #to make him look like some kind of angel #it would also be super cool if was able to bellow/roar #and it would be disorted screams of the crowds that were killed in the hour of joy

[nedlittle]

listening to disenchanted like mikeyway you were so right to gaslight your sleeping bandmates into putting it on the album WHILE you were all at the mercy of paranormal terrorism in a literal haunted mansion. so true bestie!!

#it was the roar of the crowd that gave me heartache to sing btw. if you even care #i think about this every single day it's so fucked but in SUCH a funny way #he's allowed to haunt his bandmates all things considered. everybody's kid brother etc #mcr #this is a pointless text post

[existencebringsonlypain]

every once and a while I'll be like "but I'm not ACTUALLY super sensitive to sound, right, I can go for three or four class periods before realizing I'm not wearing warbuds, I'm probably just exaggerating it in my head" and then I remember that time I started crying because I was in a loud environment, with earbuds at max noise canceling, and someone clapped nearby. yea no I'm not faking it

#what i have learned is that there really are good periods of time and bad periods of time‚ and good noise and bad noise #If i'm stressed or sick or generally unhappy‚ the sound sensitivity gets worse #if sounds are unexpected‚ loud‚ or very close‚ they are bad #similarly‚ even if the roar of a crowd is only slightly deafening‚ it's worse than other sounds at the same volume #crowds where i can make out certain conversations are usually worse #for some reason‚ hearing loud sounds through speakers is easier than irl. most music is fine‚ but if performed live might be stressful #and it's not just hearing‚ i am VERY sensitive to people throwing things in my vicinity #just. absolutely strikes me every time #anyway #asd #autism spectrum disorder #autism #autistic #actually autistic

[maxpadelchampion]

HES SO HAPPY I LOVE HIM SO MUCH

#MY GOAT MY KING SIR LEWIS HAMILTON #f1 #formula 1 #chinese gp 2024 #the way the crowd is ROARING #everyone is a hamilton fan #lewis hamilton

[thelastspeecher]

okay hear me out

Stangie AU

where

they are both WWE wrestlers

#this is either like. one of the best AU ideas or the most cursed AU ideas #I think best. bc imagine Angie bodyslamming someone #while in a colorful costume #and the CROWD ROARS. HUNGRY FOR BLOOD. #is this inspired by an ad I just saw? perhaps #how does Angie wind up in this career I do not know #uhhhhh btw everything I know about WWE is from the John Oliver piece about it #and the The Mountain Goats album that is wrestling themed #(Beat the Champ. it's one of my faves and has one of my probably top three songs) #Stangie #speecher speaks

[newyorkthegoldenage]

Fifth Avenue and 42nd Street, April 3, 1921.

The 42nd St. Library is on the left; beyond and across the street is Temple Emanu-El.

Photo: Arthur Hosking via MCNY

#vintage New York #old New York #1920s #Arthur Hosking #42nd St. #Fifth Ave. #5th Ave. #April 3 #3 April #street photography #street scene #5th Ave. & 42nd St. #crowd #Roaring 20s #Roaring Twenties #Jazz Age

[threestripeslider]

“Oh! Oh, let’s get Lucky Charms too!” Mikey suggests, but Splinter makes a disagreeing sound at that. “No more sugary cereals! Those aren’t good for you, get the plain cornflakes instead.” “But Daaaaaaad…!” “I said No!”

Chapter 11: world in a bubble is out now!! something a bit idle and sweet. for now at least, ehehe...

#rottmnt #rottmnt movie #rottmnt fic #odd man out #omo files: update #this was like pulling teeth #but it is HERE #[throws this into the roaring crowd]