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loveboatinsanity · 2 months
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mythirdparent · 6 months
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maa-pix · 9 months
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There are many song cues apropos to particular road trips, and vice versa. You might wonder about being born in the back of a Greyhound bus when riding on Highway 41 through Georgia. You might feel like stopping for a brew somewhere along US2 twelve hours out of Mackinaw City. Readin’, rightin’, and Route 23 might have put you Detroit City bound on that old Hillbilly Highway. You might be thinking about getting back to Ojai while hitching a ride up the PCH. Or about all those things that are easily done out on Highway 61. Not to mention the kicks on Route 66.
Myself, I’m way past seventeen and it’s more than a half century since 1965, but I was running up 101 the other day for the first time in my life, so I had to cue up some Jackson Browne.
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letterboxd-loggd · 2 years
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The High Cost of Loving (1958) José Ferrer
September 18th 2022
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oldtvlover · 1 year
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And another little gif set.
This time the mostly embarrassing hospital talk as I’d call it. Jesus, though Roy is right with wanting something normal like an autograph and Johnny is ... just Johnny. Like always!
The look at Roy when he says he’s just shy. lol Ouch!
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donospl · 1 year
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Fred Hersch &  esperanza spalding “Alive at the Village Vanguard”
Palmetto Records, 2023 W samym środku pandemicznej zawieruchy Fred Hersch i esperanza spalding [*] zaprezentowali zestaw duetowych, koncertowych nagrań. Zysk z ich sprzedaży przeznaczony był na rzecz Jazz Foundation of America.  Jednak utwory kupić można było przez zaledwie kilka tygodni i wyłącznie w formie cyfrowej. O cyfrowej, charytatywnej edycji nagrań Freda Herscha i esperanzy spalding…
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oldshowbiz · 1 year
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The fire station featured in Emergency! is now known as Robert A. Cinader Memorial Fire Station.
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The 118 5 man band Analysis
So with 6B coming up I just wanted to analyze how the 118 is a five man band in the best way also I’m just a troupe nerd and love when this is used in interesting way
Bobby- Leader
The captain
Keeps the team on track
Tragic backstory
But the typical foil that would go to one of the lancers went to the Heart
Cause you can’t tell me Bobby and buck aren’t foils of each other
Eddie-Big Guy
Military/MMA training
Is usually the one to face off with bad guys and more obviously got into fight club
Heavy hitter usually doing the stunts and maneuvers
Protects the heart of the team (made the kidnappers in season 5 let buck go, held Buck’s hand while the others tried to remove the ladder truck, suspicious of Abby when she came back in s3, gave buck a home/family)
But is also a softie and is a smart mouth
(Hen and Chim can switch roles tho depending on what’s needed of them)
Chimney- Lancer/smart guy
Questions and helps Bobby, seen as a right hand seen as being a Interim captain
Has plans up his sleeves even if unconventional
Hen-Lancer/smart guy
Pushed Bobby to open up and always up to question his leadership but still work within the team dynamic and is his right hand in the fact he chose her to be a interim Captain
Has creative plans to get out of situations or how to help people
Buck-Heart (this is where the 911 writers went bit more unconventional considering the heart role usually went to a smart guy/ girl/ or child, and since you wouldn’t really see Buck’s Footballer, built like a brick wall stature and demeanor be a Heart but a Big guy instead narratively) (but I can sort of make the defense that Buck takes on the heart as sort of a child aspect in the fact that he’s the leader’s pseudo son even if the narrative doesn’t explicitly state it)
The emotional epicenter of the group and usually shows the most out right emotions
Takes on emotional baggage of the team (helps Eddie navigate his emotional/mental well-being in s5, was there to see and help Bobby when he broke down after his relapse in s1, helped Chris (Eddie’s emotions/heart in a way) to understand what’s happening when Eddie started dating, in a sense took on Bobby’s emotional baggage of causing the ladder truck bombing by doing the lawsuit.etc)
Tests the teams dynamic in emotional and mental ways (the lawsuit arc, tsunami, the ladder truck bombing etc.)
Usually the one to be put in distress see above and the most recent 6B trailer (being put in distress stems from the older variation of the heart also being the chick/damsel in distress that the leader/team had to save)
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Suspicious, duty obsessed older brothers, and their concerned, too-pure-of-heart younger brothers.
I’ve been doing a Supernatural rewatch with my mother, who previously hadn’t seen past the first season and we are now starting the fourth, and Dean and Sam keep reminding me of Fili and Kili.💖
They even have a grumpy “Uncle” in Bobby. He reminds me of Thorin, as such he is wicked smart, brave and well spoken but also blunt and emotional. And they both be rocking them beards😁👍🧔🏻
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papabearbobbynash · 2 years
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After Bobby’s advice to Buck about finding what makes him at ease, and now Lev’s death I do wonder if being almost hit by a car in “Animal Instincts” might be Buck’s nearly death experience that will be trigger for him to finally realize what makes him feel at “ease”.
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the third ulcer is on the way
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desolatespring · 11 months
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head empty, just thinking about trying to play a rigged drinking game with yan chrollo so he’ll get drunk and you can escape but it backfires completely
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Ooh I love this idea! I’ve only written one other yandere work before so bear with me on this one 😭
CW: blood/light gore, mentions of alcohol, implied kidnapping, religious imagery, implied female reader, and Chrollo being Chrollo
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You sit on the steps leading up to the altar, the torn carpet doing nothing to shield you from the cold and rotting wood beneath.
“I offered you a seat next to me.” Chrollo remarks when he sees you shiver once again. Leering over your shoulder you see him sprawled on the priests celebrant chair behind you. His legs extended outwards before him. He seems almost pleasantly surprised when you stand up and walk towards him, his posture straightening in response.
“I’ll make a deal with you.” Short, sweet, and to the point was the best way you’ve found to communicate with Chrollo. The less you said the less he had to pick apart and dissect. “If you can make yourself useful and pick a lock for me, I will sit with you.”
Chrollo tilts his head in thought, most likely trying to figure out if unlocking anything will offer you a means of escape. When he finds no way of it aiding you he stands up. “Lead the way.”
He follows you to the church’s ambry; two full bottles of garnet tinted sacramental wine sat collecting dust behind the locked door. Chrollo shakes his head with a curt laugh. “You bribe me so you can steal altar wine. Have I corrupted you, dear?”
You cross your arms over your chest and purse your lips. “Are you opening it or not?” Another tactic you’ve found useful when asking for something of Chrollo is to be blunt. He’s less likely to tease you when you’ve been forthcoming, and you suspect, he’s intrigued by your boldness. Not many people are willing to try and push their limits with him.
Chrollo presses his hand lightly against your temple as he plucks a bobby-pin from your hair. He straightens the pin and makes quick work of picking the lock. Once opened he grabs a bottle of wine and brings it back to the altar. His eyes skirt across the label and he seems satisfied with his findings. He fishes a small blade from his pocket, the sharpened piece of silver pops the cork out with ease.
Chrollo places his right hand on the small of your back and ushers you towards his chair. Sitting down with the now opened, aged bottle of wine in hand, Chrollo deftly pulls you onto his lap. Clearly taking full advantage of your agreed upon seating arrangement. You’re unable to hide your grimace when the hand on your back snakes around and finds its home on your waist.
“I hope you like pomegranate and plum, my love.” The wine sounds almost as sickeningly sweet as the pet name. As the bottle reaches Chrollo’s lips you can’t help but piece together some noteworthy information.
There’s enough wine here to get him at least a little buzzed no matter how high his tolerance is, there’s no other troupe members around, and you aren’t currently confined with any restraints. If you’re going to make a break for it this may be your only chance.
You’re so deep in thought it takes you a moment to notice him passing you the bottle. You look up and see the deep cherry red it’s staining his lips. If any other personality were attached to the man before you, you might’ve been tempted to lick it off. The porcelain skin, grey pouty eyes, and shaggy black hair were enough to pull you in when you’d first met.
Now you’re stuck forcing a smile before taking a few small sips. Only drink enough to feel confident in your plan.
As the first bottle slowly empties, the vast majority of it going to Chrollo, you feel his fingertips creep along the fishnets under your shorts, gently tugging and slipping under them when he pleases. He always gets so handsy after a few drinks. You will yourself not to push his hand away, as it’ll only reveal how little you’ve had to drink if you start resisting him now.
When the second bottle is opened you take a few more sips, slightly bigger this time. Being so close to him you realize you underestimated how much you’d need to drink to build any semblance of courage.
When Chrollo’s eyelids droop the slightest amount and the touches on your thigh become less coordinated, now fueled with more hunger than passion, you excuse yourself to the restroom. You’re painfully aware he’ll only allow himself to get so inebriated in front of you, never wanting to lose his self control. This is the closest to an opportunity you’ll ever receive.
You climb from off his lap, and begin heading for the narrow staircase that leads to the bathroom, making sure to give your most convincing stumble along the way. Once the door to the stairwell shuts behind you, you drop the act and move quickly to the bathroom while still keeping your footfalls and breathing as soft as possible.
Now inside you shut the door. Clicking both the dead bolt and knob lock into place. You immediately head for the window which is just above eye level. To your relief the glass has already been shattered presumably due to the weather or past vandals, leaving only the screen intact. Picking up the largest shard of glass you can find, you hastily cut a hole in the screen before grabbing onto the windowsill and hoisting yourself up.
The sharp glass stings as it cuts into your palms but you ignore the pain to the best of your ability, knowing you only have so much time to act. Your arms shake as you pull yourself up and through the window. Cool mossy pavement offers your burning hands enough relief for you to pull the rest of your body through, careful not to cut yourself any further.
Once you’ve crawled out you stand up on the concrete, pausing just long enough to retrieve the glass shard from earlier and give the briefest look around to ensure Chrollo isn’t already outside and waiting for you. Feeling as if the coast is clear you begin running at a full sprint towards the woods, thinking it’ll hide you the best. You occasionally stumble over your own two feet as they refuse to move as fast as you’d like.
As you break through the tree line the first tendrils of hope begin to seep into you. There’s no way he can see you with the branches shrouding your figure.
Your right leg comes forward to jump over a fallen log and your hope vanishes just as quickly as it came. You gasp as your back hits the hard forest floor, leaves doing nothing to cushion your blow. By the time your lungs are ready to take in air again Chrollo’s already hoisting you off the ground and tossing you over his shoulder.
The speed at which everything unfolded leaves your neck stiff and your head reeling. It isn’t until you go to stab at him with the glass you realize you dropped it in your fall. With the last bit of fight you have left in you, you punch and thrash in Chrollo’s grasp, clawing at anything you fingers come in contact with.
Chrollo remains silent as he carries you effortlessly back towards the church despite all your frantic thrashing. By the time he gets you inside the cuts on your palms have reopened and your finger nails are chipped and bleeding from the strength you were using to scratch at him.
Chrollo less than gracefully pulls you off of his shoulder, gripping both your wrists in one of his hands, the other opening the door to the confessional booth before shutting himself in it with you. He places you on the bench, effectively holding you in place before leaning closer to you. “Now why don’t you start by telling me exactly what you had planned? And don’t forget to ask for my forgiveness.”
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Hello! I'm the mod, you can call me Mod Circus.
Please respect that this blog is both as canon but also an What If Au of the smiling critters circus au! It's also mostly headcanons, so some stuff might not be accurate or in character.
I am a college student who enjoys roleplaying and making up aus! I am a sys as well, along with a protective sibling type! If you need any help or advice, DM me!
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This blog may contain cursing and heavy topics such as mental breakdowns, Violence, panic attacks, and stuff similar to that. Mod is a adult, but keep sexual topics will be kept to a minimum due to minors might stumble on here.
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(Dogday) Sol: Ringmaster | A master of the circus domain, guiding with a firm hand and sharp wit. But something..is always odd with him..
(Bobby) Loveote: Aerial Artisan | Former enchantress of the skies, her captivating performances left audiences spellbound. What led to her retirement remains a mystery, adding allure to her legend.
(Hoppy) Cylde: Gymnastic Adventurer | Fearlessly exploring new heights and depths, with a penchant for defying gravity. While the wheel of death may be her claimed favorite, her heart truly belongs to the thrill of the gym wheel.
(Kickin') Rooster: Daredevil Dynamo | Known for his daring stunts that leave him scarred but undefeated, he embodies the spirit of resilience in the face of danger.
(Bubba) Logic: Director of Precision | The cornerstone of the circus, his ingenious planning ensures a seamless blend of safety and spectacle, essential for keeping the show running smoothly.
(Crafty) Jasmine: Enigmatic Enchanter | Weaving magic through her graceful movements, she enchants audiences with her mesmerizing performances. Yet, behind her mask lies a mystery waiting to be unraveled.
(Picky Pig) Bajie: Culinary Connoisseur | A culinary maestro who tantalizes taste buds and hearts alike, her expertise in both food and animal handling adds a touch of whimsy and delight to the circus experience.
(Catnap) Nightlight: Aerial Artistry Maestro | A seasoned clown with a timeless charm, his mastery of aerial hoop and cloud swing keeps audiences laughing and gasping in awe, ensuring his place as a beloved icon of the circus.
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Circus AU! Critters
In a world where the spotlight fades and the laughter echoes emptily, lies the tale of resilient spirits finding solace and purpose under the canvas of a traveling circus. These smiling critters, once disparate souls, now weave a tapestry of camaraderie amidst the neglect of their props, the decay of their food, and the echoing silence of the empty stands.
Their ringmaster, a figure of cruelty veiled in showmanship, lords over them like a dark cloud, siphoning their hard-earned coins for his vices, leaving them with little but shattered dreams and bitter disillusionment. Yet, amidst the ruins of their hopes, they persist. With over thirty determined souls, they toil tirelessly, supplementing their meager earnings with side jobs, scraping together every penny in a desperate bid to salvage their tarnished circus. But fate, it seems, has other plans. Their efforts are dashed, their dreams shattered, as their treacherous ringmaster absconds with their savings, leaving them stranded and forsaken at desolate train stations, their spirits hanging by a thread.
Just when all seems lost, a beacon of hope emerges. A man , garbed in resplendent ringmaster attire, approaches them with outstretched arms and a promise of redemption. His own circus troupe having disbanded, he seeks to breathe new life into their weary souls, offering them a chance to join him under the canopy of his enchanted circus. It's a leap of faith, a gamble against the odds,
but in the depths of their despair, they find themselves drawn to this man who weaves tales of magic and wonder. And so, with hesitant hearts and trembling hands, they take their first step into a world where the impossible reigns supreme, where dreams take flight on wings of stardust, and where, perhaps, they will find the family they've longed for amidst the flickering lights of the circus tent.
[You can draw version of them! Please credit me for the characters/Aus]
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Happy birthday Robert Carlyle, born in Maryhill, Glasgow April 14th 1961.
Bobby was brought up in Glasgow, the son of Elizabeth, a bus company employee, and Joseph Carlyle, a painter and decorator. His mother left when Carlyle was four years old and his dad looked after him from then. He left school at the age of 16 without any qualifications and worked for his father as a painter and decorator; however, he continued his education by attending night classes at Cardonald College in Glasgow.
Carlyle became involved in drama at the Glasgow Arts Centre at the age of 21 (having been inspired by reading Arthur Miller's The Crucible), and subsequently graduated from the Royal Scottish Academy of Music and Drama. In 1991, he and four friends founded a theatre company, Raindog (named after Tom Waits' album "Rain Dog," one of Carlyle's favorites) (a company dedicated to innovative work then, which is now primarily involved in television and film work), and guest starred in The Bill. The same year he starred in his first movie, Riff-Raff, directed by Ken Loach.
I first noticed Carlyle in the excellent ITV series Cracker, as murderer Albert "Albie" Kinsella, it wasn't long after this he had a series of his own with Hamish McBeth, the dope smoking village bobby in a quiet Scottish town on the west coast, the series ran for three seasons from 1995 to 1997.
Since then Robert Carlyle has been able to pick and choose his roles, his films include, The World is Not Enough, Plunkett & Macleane, Ravenous, 28 Weeks later and of course as Francis "Franco" Begbie in the two Trainspotting films.
On the small screen we have seen him in as the title role in Adolf : The Rise of Evil, Human Trafficking and The Last Enemy on this side of the Atlantic, in the US he has starred in the TV movie 24, SGU Stargate Universe and the continuing Once Upon a Time..
The third season of British political thriller-drama COBRA is due on our screens in the coming months
Recently we saw the TV series of the popular film, The Full Monty, which surprised me of how good it was. In February Carlyle commented on X/Titter about a Simpsons episode Ae Bonny Romance, which aired last December. In one scene, audiences are shown an airline called “Planespotting”, with the plane including a picture of Carlyle’s character Begbie on its tail! Robbert tweeted "My life is complete.." As well as the nod, the episode featured the voices of actors Karen Gillan, David Tennant and Paul Higgins.
Robbiewas lastsen in the movvie, The Performance about an American Jew and gifted tap dancer while on tour in Europe, Harold and the rest of his troupe are scouted by a German attaché who leads the troupe to an exclusive performance for Hitler himself. Next up is a mini-series Toxic Town about the tragic toxic waste case in the East Midlands and three mothers fighting for the justice for the rates of upper limb defects in babies born in Corby were subsequently found to be three times higher than those of children born.
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Bobby Troup's existence is proof that men can be fag hags
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