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reunitedinterlude · 6 months
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idiot & penguin sandwiches (1, 2, 3)
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fred-the-dinosaur · 6 months
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ok, I started writing this in response to someone in particular but it felt unfair to single them out when the reason I was moved say something was because they were like the seventh person saying the same thing in a day.
To all the people like me, who had never heard of those YouTubers. Yeah, I get the vibe. I'd never heard of him either! Or any of the others. But so what ? Firstly, someone else you like is probably doing the same thing, and Secondly, on this scale? You probably HAVE HEARD of him. You just didn't know.
As turns out, I HAD heard of him.
I was so sure I hadn't. Lucky me for being so disconnected from the internet zeitgeist that I am insulated from its fallout! lol. Except I had read @vaspider 's post rejecting his spreading of Leibowitz's statements about 'boring people dying of aids', someone who at the time was struggling uphill against public opinion. Someone else I follow had a Hannibal video plagiarized last year by a big youtuber who turned out to also be him. My wife and I love watching verilybitchie, guess who also got a video ripped off by somerton?
And, like, you're right about how the fuck did people not take more issue with the 'nazis so hot' shit. But lots of people believed him, and spread it wide enough that you might have seen it. I am sure I've seen other, less explicitly awful takes of his crossing my dash, even passed them on, takes that were not even particularly horrifying, just misleading or untrue or stolen and taken out of context. Takes that are distorting the narrative of queer history on tumblr, beyond.
I'm not pointing fingers, just worried the impact of the video is getting lost. I wish someone who could write better and sound less grumpy doing it had written this instead. I just hadn't seen anyone else say exactly this yet. Specifically that, like me, you probably have heard of him, or more importantly his influence. Lots of other people you like got their stuff stolen by him.
And if you really have never met him or the consequences of his actions. then you've met someone else just like him.
I'd never 'heard' of him. So what?
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goldenpinof · 6 months
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૮₍˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶ ₎ა
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read-dog-improve · 7 days
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reunitedinterlude · 6 months
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bagsies (2017 // 2023)
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training-third · 1 month
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https://carolyn-460.mxtkh.fun/rq/NxZiEt6
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goldenpinof · 6 months
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WHAT ARE YOU?
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alpha-beta-gamer · 1 year
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Bread & Fred is a delightful physics-based co-op platformer where 2 little penguins attempt to scale a mountain!
Read More & Play The Beta Demo, Free (Steam)
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parasocialdnp · 6 months
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phil’s ass mention
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cellberry · 10 months
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Cellboier and Guapoduo on r/Place 2023
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jays-bookmarks · 1 year
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Stained Sheets (Scaramouche/Wanderer x gn!reader)
The Wanderer brainrot is real. Scarameow in the Cat House is coming soon I promise but in the meantime take this lil oneshot I wrote as a reward for finishing finals :3
Summary: You forgot your period was on the way and wake up to a mess in your sheets. Your roommate helps you with the laundry. (I wrote this with my own traveler & sereniteapot in mind but the details are vague enough that it can be read as anyone & any house lol. Could even be modern au) Words: 1092 Warnings: casual mention of blood & periods, reader describes their period as relatively mild, reader has pets (2 dogs + 1 cat), Wanderer is referred to as "your roommate"/"your friend"
You sighed as you took the last step down the stairs, shifting the bundle of fabric in your arms to keep it from dragging on the floor. Your roommate was seated on the couch, flipping through a book that was clearly not keeping his attention. He glanced at you as you passed by.
“What are you doing?” he asked.
“Washing my sheets.”
“Didn’t you just do that yesterday?”
“I know, which is why I’m so upset!” you threw your head back dramatically before looking back at your friend with a tired smile. “Plus, blood is like the most annoying stain to remove and there's just so much of it.”
“What?” At the mention of blood, your roommate’s eyes widened and he jumped out of his seat, closing the distance between you in a few strides and grabbing you by the arms. “Why didn’t you call me?”
You stared at him, stunned at his sudden reaction. “I… didn’t think you would care?”
“Ugh, you—” he looked to the side, a blush forming on his face as his grip on you tightened. “Of course I care. I’m the one who has to take care of you if you do something stupid and get hurt.”
You blinked, a smile slowly making its way onto your face as the realization dawned on you. As much as you wanted to tease your friend about how he just offered to be your personal nurse, you took pity on him and decided to clear up the miscommunication.
“That’s sweet of you,” you said. “But I’m not hurt. I’m just on my period.”
His gaze snapped back toward you, confusion evident on his face. “Your… what?”
You raised an eyebrow, leaning forward with a teasing grin and a playful tilt of your head. “What, you mean to tell me that in all your years—”
“I know perfectly well what that means!” He turned to the side, bringing a hand up to cover his flushed face while using the other to shove you away. You stumbled a bit at the force of his push but were too busy laughing to say anything back to him. The commotion drew the attention of your two dogs, who trotted over to you with expectant eyes. With an annoyed huff, your roommate turned on his heel and started toward the door.
“Where are you going?” you said between laughs.
“Away from you,” he replied, his face still bright red. As he approached the door, the dogs bolted toward him, running circles around his heels while he picked up his hat. You laughed as you watched the dogs shoot out the door with tails high in the air, a stark contrast to your friend’s sour disposition. He slammed the door behind him, leaving you to chuckle to yourself in the now quiet house.
You shook your head and turned toward the kitchen.
As you pushed open the door, the bundle of orange fur by the windowsill stretched out to reveal Fred, mouth wide open in a yawn. You bent down to scratch behind his ears. He closed his eyes and let out a contented purr, tucking his paws into his chest and curling the top of his body toward his tail. 
It didn’t take much digging to find a wooden tub big enough to wash the sheets. Humming to yourself, you began to fill it with water. Fred followed behind you, poking his face wherever you went.
You had just started dipping the stained cloth into the water when you heard the door open and shut behind you. You called out a greeting without turning around, but glanced back in confusion when you heard your roommate’s footsteps getting closer.
You tilted your head in a silent question as he entered the kitchen, taking off his hat and crouching down beside you. Before you could say anything, he shed his outer layers, along with his gloves, and grabbed the sheets from your hands.
“You’re doing it wrong,” he said, pointedly avoiding your gaze. Despite this, you could still see a tint of pink coloring the tips of his ears.
You laughed. “You didn’t even see me do it yet.”
He didn’t say anything to that, just dipped the sheets into the water and began scrubbing at the fabric. You watched him methodically work the blood out of the fabric, marveling at the expertise evident in his every motion. 
“Thanks.” You smiled, settling back onto the floor in a more comfortable position. He hummed noncommittally in response. Fred, sensing an opportunity, quickly made his way over to you and rubbed against your side. You reached over to pet him, resting your chin on your knees as you continued to watch your friend work. A comfortable silence fell over you, broken only by the quiet splashing of water. It was the first time you ever got to watch him so closely. The water dripping from his hands glistened in the morning sunlight each time he raised the fabric above the tub. Your eyes traced a path up his arm, studying the patterns embedded in his skin: A circular shape on the back of his palm, a line around his shoulder leading to a similar circular pattern on his chest, half covered by the sash around his waist… 
You blinked, heat rising to your cheeks as you realized what you were doing. You quickly turned your gaze to the floor.
“...Does it hurt?”
“Hmm?” You snapped back to attention, sitting a little straighter as you glanced at your roommate’s face. He didn’t repeat the question, perhaps content with letting the conversation fade once more.
“My period?” You asked.
Your only answer was a glance and a hum.
You looked up at the ceiling as you considered his question. “Not really. I’m one of the lucky ones, I guess. The worst I usually get is being really sore after standing for too long. Though, I know there are some people who have it so bad they can barely even move.”
Your roommate made no comment. Not finding anything else to say, you curled up again and turned your attention back to the tub. You absently stroked Fred’s fur, his purrs resonating in the quiet room.
The peace was quickly broken by a flurry of muffled barks and whines. Fred flinched, ears swiveling forward as he searched for the source of the noise. Your roommate shot an annoyed glance at the door. You laughed, pushing yourself off the floor and brushing yourself off.
“I’ll go let them in. They probably want breakfast.”
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heyizzy · 11 months
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Guapoduo penguins! Fanart
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goldenpinof · 6 months
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:)
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lesbiandanhowell · 6 months
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Sam reacts to: This game ended our friendship - Bread and Fred
This might the most I have ever laughed at any video on the internet, it took me OUT!
- Phils phat ass is mentioned again, thank you Dan for never letting that die.
- Oh god the same keyboard is going to be chaos, but also this has chaotic energy same as Fire Boy and Water Girl.
- NOT THE MARRIED DISCUSSION I NEED YOU TO SHUP UP ACTUALLY. Like this has been too much of a tumblr thing for them to talk about if they Penguins are together and Dan saying twin beds means single or married... (as if we haven't talked about the bedrooms in the phouse like, they are in the walls aren't they.)
- I am crying 3 minutes in because Dan is just soooo done with Phil already and they haven't even started the game.
- "The top" DAN PLEASE SHUT UP
- Phil being so proud of Northern is actually very nice, like yeah you should be!
- Literally screaming with laughter, their chaos us too much.
- I NEVER laugh at videos online (this is actually a thing, like I find stuff funny but making me laugh out loud with anything online is tricky) but I had to pause this 9 minutes in because I was laughing so hard. I deadass had to sit and laugh for a minute because I couldn't keep focusing on them playing.
-Phil thinking about the gay penguins, like how many gay thoughts did they have to keep to themselves all those years if this is how his brain works??
-I see you Dan with the Air Up water bottle (such an unimportant detail but felt worth mentioning anyway somehow. Within 1 minute: Dan made Phil a penguin (idiot) sandwich, Phil was ready to give up, Fred just died, more grey sweatpants from Dan (uncensored), Phil got his controller (because he gets anything he asks for). Everything about that scene just took me out sooo hard.
- bro I can't with this video I am SOBBING
- Dan going "The P in Phivorce stands for penguin" I AM ACTUALLY DYING AT THIS VIDEO JESUS CHRIST
- Dan's little chuckle after "to end Dan and Phil"
I don't know how to recover from this, I am mentally unwell.
Check out #sam reacts for more of my unhinged thoughts and see you tomorrow!
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wishitweresummer · 1 year
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That was one second away from turning into an snf tickle fight
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legalisecatboyss · 6 months
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dan: i can no longer express joy or laughter
dan literally five seconds earlier: cackling at something phil said
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