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#and that is the end of my spiel
majimassqueaktoy · 11 months
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ducktracy · 2 days
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reminder that if you're not watching Crayon Shin-chan then you are living a hollow and empty life. this is not edited. this ripped straight from the movie (Movie 8: Jungle That Invites the Storm, highly recommend for fellow Masaaki Yuasa lovers)
if you need further convincing: these monkeys run an animation sweatshop
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#i've made this disclaimer on another post but will again since i've seen a lot more of the movies now#the movies are VERY good and very enjoyable but unfortunately the first handful are bogged down by transphobic/homophobic/okama stereotypes#they kind of vary in their severity. Movie 5 i think is the biggest catalyst because it features the stereotyped characters the most#prominently. Movie 3 doesnt really have caricatures per se but saves a very backhanded reveal for the end#Movies 1 and 4 are a bit more tolerable if my memory is correct. Movie 2 i think is kind of comparable to Movie 5 with its caricatures#in that the characters have similar roles in both movies#i admittedly can't remember what caricatures there were in Movie 6 or 7. 7 i think barely had anything#RAMBLE RAMBLE BASICALLY: these jokes are within the first 7 movies or so 5 being the zenith then reducing down and down. by movie 8 it's sa#e#i give these disclaimers because these movies are all very enjoyable and i would not recommend them if i didnt think there wasnt any merit#o them. they are all very much worth watching. Movie 5 still has a lot of very enjoyable stuff in it (there's a showdown in a supermarket!!#but i just want to make sure that is clear and established since transparency is good to have and i dont want anyone's viewing experience t#be ruined because they weren't given the proper warning#if it's any consolation it's my understanding that even the directors hated doing the jokes#iirc Keiichi Hara really didn't like doing the jokes and i think had a talk with the mangaka Yoshito Usui and was like 'uh dude this is#gonna age horribly can we maybe not'#ironically Hara's first film is Movie 5. which is again the biggest offender#BUT! that is my spiel. my understanding is that it's contained to those 6 or 7 first movies and i think is strictly just a movie thing#so please do give these films a watch but just be mindful at the same time#if anyone needs recommendations my favorites have been movies 4 and 9 but i genuinely really enjoyed every one that i have seen#i've seen the first 11 and a half movies (need to finish 12) and movie 22. the worst i've felt about one is 'oh that was pretty good!'#each film has its own merit and is very very very much worth watching#22 was the first Shin-chan anything i watched and all my Shin-chan expert friends say 4 is a good introductory piece#in case that influences anything/makes it easier to break in#so. thus concludes my spiel#csc#vid
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xiewho · 16 days
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not to also be in tc denial but i cant see how this conversation won't include gorgug saying in some way that he joined the owlbears to spend time with fabian. what other reason would he have to be on the team for so long if not to hang out with him or something 😭
nno cause. youre so right like what reason do u have other than u wanna spend time with ur bff . like 'if i get to be with u then that's enough for me !!' . its ok anon if we hold hands when the episode drops then through the power of friendship and Believing this WILL get referenced in the ep. godspeed
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theladyyavilee · 2 years
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listen to you breathing (is where I wanna be)
Or the one where Buck is presumed dead after a building collapse and Eddie has to live through the reminder that tomorrow isn't promised to anyone
read on ao3 (warnings for presumed major character death, grief/mourning and major character injury; edit: additional warnings for earthquake, being burried under a collapsed building, multiple minor character deaths)
The thing is – and Eddie should have known this, has been taught this cruel lesson over and over and over again – the thing is most of the time the worst day of your life will start like just any other day.
A million small moments, so familiar and mundane you almost don’t even notice them slipping by - until you would give anything to go back and get just one more.
(You can't.)
This one technically starts with a call to a small pile-up accident at 11.47 the day before, which drags on so they only fall into their bunks sometime around 2am. But since they catch over 4 hours of uninterrupted sleep afterwards, it kind of doesn’t count.
So instead the day starts with the bell blessedly only going off again at 6.14 and Eddie blearily opening his eyes to a cup of coffee on the pillow next to him, almost completely obscuring Buck’s wide smile right behind it. There is a pillow crease all the way down his cheek that is visible though and Eddie barely catches himself before reaching out to smooth his finger along the promise of warm skin right there.
Instead he wraps both hands around the coffee cup - just to be safe, he does actually know how to control himself most of the time - and takes a deep gulp in the hopes it will wake not just him but also his restraint. He is up and already halfway to the door, before he turns back to raise an eyebrow at Buck.
“Wait, how did you know there was gonna be a call before the bell even went and woke everyone?”
“I didn’t,” Buck snorts. “I’ve been awake for like 20 minutes and I figured that something like this was gonna happen before too long.” He shrugs, ducks his head and something in Eddie’s chest goes warm and weightless. “The coffee isn’t super fresh anymore, but better than no coffee, right?”
There’s that familiar, almost completely obscured lift at the end of his words. Eddie only hears it because he knows it so well. A familiar uncertainty in the question that begs to be told he did something right at the same time it desperately tries to hide the need for reassurance. It cracks open something in Eddie that leaks warm affection and heartbreak in equal measures into a chest that already feels too full.
“Literally life-saving, Buck,” he throws over his shoulder, the casualness lost somewhere around the single syllable of Buck’s name that most days now feels like an almost-kiss against Eddie’s lips. It’s hard to reign in love like this, when there isn’t really a good reason at all—when everyday he sails impossibly closer to just blurting it out in the middle of a conversation about milk or school drop-offs or Saturn’s rings. When he is some days daring to hope he doesn’t have to anymore. “C’mon, Firefighter Buckley, this fire’s not gonna douse itself.”
“You know, statistically it’s way more likely it’s a medical call,” Buck answers, his voice slipping into a familiar cadence of curiosity and fascination that evokes a million small memories of patented-Buckley-research-wisdom. The excited grin Eddie knows has spread over Buck’s whole entire face – ear to ear, pink-so-very-pink lips to crinkly eyes – is just as easy to hear. “Did you know that there are around 18 times as many medical calls as there are fire related calls? And almost double as many false alarms too and that—"
“More walking while talking, Buckaroo,” Chimney cuts in as he jogs past them just outside the bunk room, voice a little muffled around the toast hanging precariously out of the corner of his mouth. “Fire’s gonna need some firefighters and we’re obviously the best of the best, so hop to it.”
Buck of course immediately raises to the bait and picks up his pace to take off after Chimney and Eddie watches him throw up his hands in maybe-only-half-mock exasperation. “Not all our calls are fires, Chim. I literally just told Eddie that, do any of you ever—”
And then they are almost out of Eddie’s hearing range and he can’t make out any words against the familiar cadence of their bickering.
He gives himself one more second to gulp down the rest of his coffee – the fact that it came from Buck a gift in itself, maybe even more precious than the caffeine boost.
It’s been almost 4 months now since he rejoined the 118 again, but sometimes it still hits him how much he missed it.
Missed all of them. But especially Buck.
He tucks the cup safely underneath the stairs, where it won’t be a tripping hazard - and where three other empty cups already live, a testament to how very much too fucking early it is – and jogs the last few meters over to start pulling on his turnout gear, right as Buck and Chimney finish up. They are still ribbing each other - in that way that always reminds Eddie of his sisters - right until Chimney veers off towards the ambulance.
Eddie climbs into the rigg after Buck and for a moment it’s just the two of them, the cabin filled with the quiet before the storm.
"Hey, Buck," Eddie murmurs, leaning closer towards him, their shoulders bumping gently into each other. "Seriously, thank you for the coffee."
And there it is, that familiar little head duck and the smile, soft and a little wondering, half hidden against Buck's own shoulder. "You don't have to thank me for that, you know that."
"Okay, but maybe I want to," Eddie gently throws back and his hands are a little sweaty and he knows that Buck knows him well enough to read the way he bites his lip as a sign of nervousness and—god, Eddie has been waiting for an opportunity for days now, has been turning the words over and over inside his head, looking for flaws and cracks and stalling.
Hiding from the fact that he actually needs to say them out loud if he want to get an answer from Buck.
And it's not the perfect moment and it's not quite the words he's been meaning to say - too casual, too much you're my best friend and not enough I want you to be my boyfriend and none of the I think you might be the love of my life that has been on the tip of his tongue for days, weeks, months now - but maybe it can be a start. "There's this new Greek place across from Maddie’s therapist you've been talking about checking out, right? You wanna go there tonight, dinner on me, after we catch some sleep? Chris is going to a sleepover at Jacob's so it...it would be just us two."
Buck’s head snaps up at that, something in his voice must have given Eddie away and for a second he can feel his own heartbeat all the way in his fingertips. He carefully shoves them underneath the cuffs of his sleeves and holds Buck’s gaze.
It's fine, it’ll be fine. It’s Buck.
For one breath and then a second one the air inside the truck goes heavy with—something that Eddie can’t quite figure out. Then Buck blinks and then the corners of his mouth tip into a smile that makes Eddie shiver. Buck looks light and soft and warm in a way that makes Eddie want to lean in, let some of that happiness spill over into him.
“Yeah, Eddie, I—of course. I’d love to go.” The smiles curves into something a little more smirk. “Even though Chris is gonna be mad we went without him. You know how he gets about going out to eat, all fancy.”
Eddie grins.
It’s true. And he knows very well it won’t be like this much longer. Already there are days when he gets a glimpse into a not-too-far-off future of moody teenager and slamming doors and I am too cool for that, dad.
It takes a moment for the realization to fully hit.
He asked Buck out for a maybe-a-date—for a very-likely-a-date going by how Buck’s eyes linger on Eddie’s face, something vulnerable and wondering hiding in the way the corners of his eyes crinkle and the way his shoulder is a heavy weight leaning against Eddie’s and the way his fingers that had been fidgeting with his turnout zipper have gone still.
And Buck said yes.
Said yes as if there was nothing else he’d rather be doing on a Friday night. Maybe there isn’t. There certainly isn’t for Eddie.
Something fizzy and giddy bubbles up from somewhere inside his chest. “We’ll make it up to him. Not that you need much of an excuse to spoil him, but there you go. Spoil away.”
And Buck’s smile goes radiant at that.
“I’ve been meaning to take him to the library soon, you know, just to look around. Maybe find some really weird books or ones about sunken ships and the Bermuda triangle, he’s been talking about that a lot lately, I’m sure they have books on that. We could go on Sunday, if he’s too tired tomorrow after the sleepover, right?”
Eddie had thought his chest had gone fluttery at Buck saying yes to their maybe-hopefully-a-date date. But it’s nothing on the way he feels at the ease with which Buck remembers Christopher’s weird fascination of the week and plans his entire weekend around Eddie’s kid. It’s nothing new. But sometimes it still makes Eddie a little breathless how much Buck loves Chris, how easy it comes to him and how confident he is about it now.
“He’d love that,” Eddie answers and before he can say more – maybe spill that I think you might be the love of my life on the tip of his tongue after all – the front doors on the firetruck open, Bobby and Peterson climbing in, followed by Ravi and Lucy joining Buck and him in the back. They later two are snickering about something or other and Eddie watches Buck and Bobby fondly roll their eyes at them in a way that looks eerily similar.
Yeah, he really missed this.
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imminent-danger-came · 10 months
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I saw your tag that out of the 3 monkeys, macaque is the most mentally well, and i had a mini breakdown about the fact youre right. You shouldnt be right, but you are
IT FEELS WRONG RIGHT. Like, Macaque is the red and black edgy monkey with shadow based powers, and yet he's also the only one whose positive character arc has impacted the story in an undeniably constructive way. Who knows what would have happened had he not been there to help MK in both 4x10 and the s4 special.
And like, MK on the other hand has had a negative character arc for the whole show (with "Revenge of the Spider Queen" and "The Emperors Wrath" being small hills in the road, but knowing MK we're going DOWN next season). MK is still going to get worse before he gets better (I'm predicting mega guilt over having a hand in Azure's death, but we'll see—also everything about his monkey form/himself is pretty much unresolved soooo) and don't even get me started on Wukong. He ALSO has had a negative character arc the whole show, with his main improvement being his resolve to be more open with MK. But like, between Mei chewing him out in 3x10, getting possessed by LBD, and now his time spent in the scroll—let's just say I'm worried for the Monkey King.
At the start of the show I'd say MK, SWK, and Macaque are all mentally unwell in their own special and equal ways, but Macaque actually got somewhat better (thank you 3x13). He's the only one. It's ridiculous.
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dr3amofagame · 3 months
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c!Sam should’ve been humiliated en masse by c!Dream. Like I mean he should’ve been publically executed by c!Dream as a stunt. It would have been very hot.
okay but the just the two of them of it tho
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patronihoe · 2 months
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Been thinkin about if Hans managed to get back into Tenebre as an adult...
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infizero · 5 months
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why isgrian shipping the warden and the wither
#?#serena.txt#serena.live#slsmp spoilers#also grian reeling from jimmys death only to shriek mumbo's name when he dies immediately after and saying ''this wasnt the plan!!''#do i even need to say my whole spiel at this point#so funny to me how grian has multiple times done a thing where hes accidentally caused violence/death for ppl he likes#in the middle of INTENTIONALLY causing violence/death for others#like him killing ren only to realize afterward he'd inadvertently killed big b as well. i dont know#something about him cackling and laughing at scar being chased by the wither#only for him to be all shocked by mumbo dying to the warden. i feel like he had two very different responses there.#if you're someone who takes every opportunity he can get to hurt people. is it any wonder you keep ''accidentally'' hurting#those around you as well?#that girl is dangerous to be around. thats all im saying#we all know this but like friend or foe being with grian is not going to end well for you its just not#now idk if this really counts for widows curse. its tricky this season#etho and cleo are grian's teammates but are they really who hes CLOSEST to? idk.#for me i'd say i don't think either of mumbo's deaths count as like The Death that would continue the tradition#i think it'd have to be etho or cleo for me to count it. but mumbo's deaths definitely fall in line with this same pattern of#people close to grian dying due in some part to him#and hey if etho and cleo dont end up having a death that fits the bill then you KNOW i will actually be taking mumbo's as the one#this is all about my silly little ideas and what suits them best
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alarming-prism · 7 months
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now that the weather is turning cold my little creature brain is running around shrieking about sweaters. knitting and crocheting sweaters. need them. must burrow into them. meanwhile, all my projects in progress --
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amatres · 1 year
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wouldn't it be fun if every dragon age game let you end the game with your protagonist dead?
the world chews up it's heroes and leaves them broken! it kills them! let me kill my characters in thematic ways!! the series is about fighting back death. their religion is based on a woman who was brutally murdered. her murder cements her myth and religion, she is a martyr lost to her own myth, what she would have wanted can no longer be know and people use her words to justify the same horrors she fought to end just retextured, i want that!!
the warden was dead from the start! hawke is eaten whole by kirkwall and the prejudice that made their family flee it to begin with! nothing the inquisitor did mattered and now theyre just another body to prop up next to andraste to justify another person's ambitions!
this world will crush under it's heel anyone it can get it's hands on, but that doesn't make what they did pointless! the people of that world will remember what they did and pick up where they left off. and maybe they'll mess up along the way or it can be twisted, but it still meant something, they still mattered, at least until they don't.
and maybe a world where their suffering no longer matters to ruminate on is one they wanted, but no one can know for sure, bc they can't answer any more than andraste can, long since reduced to ashes on the pyre
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what if I told y’all I got these for $28
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airsigh · 6 months
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munamania · 2 months
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um yall… sam’s roommate pulled up to coffee like. um. dressed like this. btw. and their hair is just like. a better fluffier mullet. is this surprising
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#just wanna express what i’m dealing with btw because the hair thing sort of hit me like a truck earlier and then i was like#well girl wait… literally… come on lmao… also we both wore sweatervests hashtag twinem#it’s so chill though coffee was really fun#we ended up hanging for like two hours and then i was like fuckkkkk g2g to class and they walked w me partway there#and then almost dapped me up gave me a hug at the worst possible intersection there were so many people walking fuck the construction fr#but like. yeah it was chill im glad i reached out even tho like idk things r... ok.. w sam but we’re certainly not like 🤞#and i think they just had a semi recent breakup and drama and im like. um. largely unwell#and need 2 just get through this semester so i rlly forced myself to chill and go in with no expectations and it was just :-)#i was charmed by how passionate he was talking abt the weather and stuff like within minutes of meeting#i was listening to a very excited spiel about el nino and the tornadoes in wisconsin and etc oh and they came up w an ocean fact for me#and also ugh they played piano for so long growing up and can still like. do it. fucckcjkkk. and demonstrated#this rlly odd chord. um. like stretching and flexing their hand. srrryy lol i’m just giggling#lol and i mentioned my hair journey at one point and they were like ‘yeah? tell me about it’ shut UP… oh and also#knew exactly the stairwell i was talking abt when i described my favorite and we managed to chat abt that ugh it was so dorky#like. aw wow this person is just really cool#i also think they’re stupid hot but like idk since we actually um communicated and etc it's taken out a lot of the#tendency i had/have to be like 'sigh what if -' and er mythologize ppl. i suppose could be said. like aw we're just yapping and we're loyal#story likers now and if they ever want to just like make out sometime that’s so chill but regardless like we ball 💪#yayyyyyayyyyy me when i can be normal about things!!!!! 🫶🙈#abby talks
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forestofsprites · 1 year
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i KNOW i have rarely talked about doom patrol on here, but the latest episode has simply torn my heart out and done so many thiiiings with it i simply have to come here and say: my goodness. holy shit. fuck me!!!
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white-fledermaus4 · 1 year
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Es tut so weh
Es raubt mir den Atem.
Warum hoffe ich dennoch immer noch? Obwohl ich weiß dass es nicht passieren wird.
Dass hier nicht jeden Moment das Auto parken, er aussteigen und gleich klingeln wird.
Und er wird mir auch nicht schreiben oder mich anrufen.
Mir keine gute Nacht wünschen und mir nicht sagen dass er mich liebt.
Auch nicht dass er mich vermisst.
Ich bin lediglich ein lückenfüller. Ein Platzhalter.
Für Langeweile. Solange bis etwas besseres kommt.
Und nebenbei vergnügt er sich bei anderen.
Und es tut ihm nicht einmal leid dass er mich dabei zu Grunde richtet.
Obwohl er es ganz genau weiß.
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divinekangaroo · 4 months
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Ah the obligatory bathhouse scene
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