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partywithponies · 24 days

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I watched @quinton-reviews 's new video and I wanted to do my set homework and come up with my own dream Nicktoons Unite team, except I never had any of the american channels growing up and I'm not familiar with a lot of these shows.

But nevermind, I came up with a compromise. Here's my concept for if they did a Nicktoon Unite style game but with CBBC and CBeebies characters:

1) Danger Mouse: reboot DM in particular is the obvious pick to replace Jimmy Neutron in this lineup. He's already dealt with cross-universe travel and portals in canon, and he has Professor Squawkencluck, who already just invents whatever device the plot requires. He's both practised enough at saving the world to be believable in these situations, while still being incompetent enough to need help from the others. Plus it'd be fun to see how his massive ego would react to these other guys.

2) Victor from The Secret Show: the most niche pick here, but come on. He's literally a secret agent. I'm not going to leave him out. (I dithered over whether to include Victor or Anita since I could only pick one. I chose Victor not because I'm sexist but because I just really want to hear Danger Mouse deliver the "Victor! Are you still alive?" line.)

3) Postman Pat: Now I know this looks like an insane choice. I know that making a postman fight baddies in life or death situations is ludicrous. But listen. Postman Pat: The Movie did it first. Blame them, not me.

4) Dennis The Menace: People who've never read The Beano might think that an un-superpowered 10 year old boy would be way out of his depth on a team with three adult men, two of whom literally fight evil for their job. But people who have read The Beano know that in canon Dennis has already thwarted alien invasions, travelled through time many times and dealth with the ramifications of changing the past AND avoided being beheaded, fought killer robots and man eating plants and sea monsters, toppled multiple dictatorships, got the British prime minister arrested, and fought climate change by going directly to the source and tearing down the factories. Whatever these games could possibly throw at him would be just another tuesday for Dennis.

5) Tiny Clanger: she's kind of the Spongebob of the group, both in the sense that high stakes situations and saving the world are really not what she usually does, but she would if she had to, and in the sense that she'd be the heart of the group. DM, Victor, and Dennis are all kind of self-centred assholes at heart who only save the world because no-one else will, and Pat is a middle aged British man (and therefore emotionally repressed), while Tiny Clanger is unfailingly loving, and kind, and friendly, and empathetic. Also her best friend in the world is a large metal bird, and I think Tiny suddenly riding around on the Iron Chicken would be a really cool power up for her.

#quinton reviews #cbbc #cbeebies

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gabessquishytum · 8 months

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Hello Again Friend,

I wanted to thank you for your kind response to my last submission - it has given me the encouragement to actually start this outrageously large fic that I have going on in my head. We shall see if at least part of it will be ready for AO3 by the end of the year😅

I have been considering sending you a snippet I was working on but it’s not nearly as flushed out as the first scenario (emotional Dream kneeling fic idea, just to confirm) I submitted to you. (read: I haven’t had a 2am anxiety-induced writing frenzy over it lol). But seeing your reblog of deviantly-inspired’s post made me feel like I could share it with you no matter how unfinished. The concept in my mind is similar and is also inspired by multiple fandom headcanons/fic readings so here goes nothing~

*****

Before Dream begs Hob not to love him, before he kneels at the power Hob’s love has over him, and even before he allowed their relationship to slip unacknowledged past “just friends” into “what are we?,” territory, Dream had ignored his growing feelings for Hob. They had been friends seeing each other quite regularly for the better part of a year when Hob invited him upstairs to get away from the rambunctious new college graduates swarming the inn. Dream blamed their drunkenly hopeful and untamed dreams for the excitement he felt at following Hob to his private quarters. Of course, it was just a friendly invite considering Dream’s dislike for crowds and it was just a regular apartment for all intents and purposes. Except that it wasn’t. It was Hob’s apartment filled with Hob’s things and it was cozy and welcoming just like The New Inn. So how could Dream resist when Hob suggested they move future meetings there. “For the convenience, ya know? Less bothering the staff and saving money eating out ya know?” Hob is only rational so why disagree. “Not that you ever were an expensive date, ha! Seeing as I don’t think you ever ate at one of our meetings when I think about it. Hmm, do you even eat?”

Dream meets his eyes from where he sits across the couch: “If you mean do I need to consume sustenance for energy than no I don’t need to eat. But I usually abstain because like all things I consume I can sense the dreams of their creators which is unsatisfying in most cases.”

Hob’s eyes widen, “Unsatisfying because the dreams are bad or…?”

“Some. Often, the wishes are for riches or fame in cooking and sometimes they are dreams of being delicious or fulfilling which I find gratifying. But usually they are simply wishes to go home and rest which I believe you could see my hesitance for eating them in your company.” Dream smiles that tiny one-sided smile of his and Hob brightens up because he has a new goal based on what Dream said. He’s going to cook him a meal to enjoy just for him.

*Spongebob meme voice: Three Weeks Later”

Dream smells everything before he even knocks on the door of Hob’s flat. Hob has a bright smile despite the sweat on his face and he bows mockingly to say: “Your highness, dinner is served.”

Dream arches an eyebrow ready to decline the invite but even he knows it would be rude to deny as a guest. Especially when he can see Hob put a substantial amount of effort into the steaming pot he is currently scooping from. The drone of the oven fan fills the silent camaraderie of the moment as Dream sits at the small table set with two spoons and two glasses of wine. ‘How intimate,’ he thinks and is glad his embarrassed flush is covered up by Hob placing a gently steaming bowl in front of him and sitting across the table. “It’s just some beef stew but I hope you’ll like it. And it’s a totally odd companion dessert but I made some chocolate chip cookies to go with it. I’m just preheating the oven now.” Hob gives Dream a blindingly kind smile before he starts to eat and launches into a story about his Tuesday class.

The lack of pressure to eat or even talk is one of the things Dream appreciates about his friend. But to return this kindness he chooses to at least politely take a few bites before outright denying the cookies. On sight the stew is nothing more than dark gravy with hefty chunks of tender beef, soft carrots, fluffy potatoes, and translucent onions. A good hearty stew to be sure but nothing crazy for the palette and definitely not anything worth writing home about.

Dream scoops a single spoonful into his mouth and freezes. His natural stillness allows the moment to go unnoticed by Hob but the entire collective unconsciousness comes to a halt. The simple stew resonates with a multitude of wishes that coalesce into one overarching dream. The single most important dream of its creator imbued into every molecule and Dream can more than taste it. Run his human tongue over it, crush it between his teeth, and swallow it into the empty cavern of hunger too large for this human form to possess. The oven beeps so Hob excuses himself to quickly shape some cookies and get them into the oven. In the meantime, Dream is allowed to continue being overwhelmed in private.

He stares at where his spoon disappears into the comforting brown stew until his vision starts to blur. Tears are starting to well up in his eyes and though he has not been breathing this entire time his hands begin to shake. Shake with want, he wants to eat the entire bowl stew and all. The dream buried within that bowl begins to call to him and the intense fervor with which he wants to consume it all almost scares him. He wants to grab the still simmering cast iron pot and absorb it’s entirety into his being. Is it rude to eat Hob’s remainder? Could he lick the remaining flavor from within Hob’s lips so that he may always know it’s flavors? Is it too much to feel this way for a friend’s kindness? Is it too much for him to beg Hob for more sustenance? Is it too much to admit to Hob he is starving and only this will nourish him? What taste will his longing tears add to the broth? What more would Hob give him when he had nothing to offer in return?

The oven door shuts and suddenly the thought of an even sweeter food causes Dream to take in a lungful of air in fear. It would be too much to bear. It would be too much because he is too much.

“Are you okay, Dream? You look a little shaken.” Shaken? Yes, he is shaken to his core. The stinging tears threaten to fall but Dream blinks them back with immeasureable control because he cannot lose control. Not here.

“It is of no matter. My apologies for your efforts but I do not believe I could partake in your dessert. Thank you however, for the stew.” Dream carefully says only the truth. He does not say that it was ambrosia and the only reason he does not gorge himself on it is fear that there will be no more left. That’s not true, he fears acknowledging it would mean no more would come. Better to take this single bite now and have many singular bites in meetings to follow than to choke it all down now and never be able to feast again. He returns the spoon carefully to where it was initially set and puts his hands into his lap to hide their trembling.

“Of course, it’s totally fine, Dream! I would never force you to do anything you didn’t want. Besides, I’ll eat all of this myself eventually,” Hob smiles and tries not to let it be strained. He had hoped pouring all of his emotions into this meal would show Dream that he wanted to have more than just friendship with him but he must have misunderstood. It’s just plain soup after all and the cookies are the Tollhouse recipe so what was he expecting? A dramatic and mutual love confession? Was he thinking Dream would fall to his knees and rejoice in Hob’s regard? No! Of course, he would only stare at the soup with his starry eyes and take a singular bite before denying more. Maybe eating was painful and that’s why he had a pained expression on his face. Maybe Dream did know what feelings Hob put into the stew and was kindly ignoring them to allow Hob to save face and for that he was grateful. For that, he could continue their friendship without shame and choke down his soup and two cookies while still trying to play that he wasn’t bothered. He knew once Dream left the food would be thrown away.

Dream waited patiently for Hob to finish his stew and eat his warm cookies a little too soon after pulling them from the oven. Hob barely avoided choking on the burning dough through a series of undignified swearing about the temperature and blowing puffs of hot air from his open mouth. If Dream weren’t so caught up in his mind he would have done more than laugh his braying laugh. When Hob finishes they retire back to the perfectly worn out couch and Dream takes a last glimpse at the pot on the stove.

In that pot was a stew filled with unfathomable care and gentle regard for Dream. Every morsel flavored with warm feelings of positivity and each piece a wish for nourishment. The time taken imbued every spoonful with a wish for happiness. The mixture of textures and wishes gave the stew a singular flavor, a singular dream that Dream could not ignore. The stew, because its creator created it so, dreamed of comfort for Dream. A dream so beautiful and heartfelt it filled him with tears to be so cared for. It would be torture then to taste the cookies and know he could never have Hob. To know that he should not have Hob.

They said their goodnights and Hob packed away the stew because he couldn’t really bear to waste a perfectly good few meals. He did however, throw away the remaining cookie dough because it felt wrong to eat them or give them away when he made it for Dream. When he imagined Dream’s laugh with every scoop of flour, when he imagined the stars in Dream’s dark eyes for every grain of salt, the baking soda his smirk, the egg yolks his sunny small smiles, the white sugar his pale human skin, the brown sugar his dark unruly hair, the vanilla extract his unique scent, when every stir was a loving caress he longed to give and with every chocolate chip a sweet kiss. He would throw this declaration of love away if only to keep their friendship.

Dream returned to the Dreaming in a sweep of sand and he was glad to be away from Hob. From his flat’s intoxicating warmth and his easy smiles if only so he could think. He had to stop this from going further. He could not love Hob. It would ruin him. He would not let himself do that to his dearest friend…his only friend. He would not love Hob and it would be okay. Because they could be friends! Because it would be enough.

It will be okay because Hob does not love him.

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You know, I am so sorry for coming to you a second time and just dropping my long ass scenarios on you lol. I just can’t get the imagine of Hob making Dream something yummy and it being so full of care that it makes Dream well up with tears. He has never been loved so quietly before, so patiently, so unobtrusively and I just want that for him. Hopefully, this will get worked into the same fic and hopefully one day we’ll all be able to read it lol. Once again, my apologies for dropping this on you but I hope you have a good day!!!!!!!!!!!!! ❤️

Sincerely,

🧶Anon

Oh beloved 🧶 anon!!! I'm so glad to hear that you felt encouraged by my last response, I'm absolutely thrilled and so excited by the prospect of reading what you create! Even if it takes some time, I promise that the effort will be worth it.

I'm absolutely obsessed with what you've done with Dream and food and love here. It's so beautiful and it's one of my favourite things to think about. How does Dream interpret love, as an Endless being with access to the entire collective unconsciousness of humanity? He seems very much to feel emotions in the same way that we do - perhaps even in a more heightened way. I'm so interested in the way a home cooked meal imbued with all of Hob’s thoughts and good intentions and love would make him feel. How overwhelming would it be to have those things directed at him specifically for once? Hob’s love is not overwhelming, in itself. It's an ember that's burned softly for many years, and nothing can put it out. But even though it is so gentle, Dream just can't... hold it. Not without coming apart.

And Hob, oh bless him. I'm totally in the "food is Hob’s love language" camp. I'm so emotional about the idea of him sadly throwing out the cookie dough, respectful of Dream’s wishes but still feeling a little bruised that his love doesn't seem to be enough. I think that he won't stop trying, though. That little ember isn't going anywhere.

So, once again: thank you for sharing this. You are wonderful and you're going to make a wonderful fic. I hope you have a great day, my friend!

#🧶 anon #the sandman #dreamling

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thesoftboiledegg · 1 year

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I didn't have much going on today, and I hadn't been to one particular head shop in my area recently, so I thought--why not drive up there for a merchandise roundup? And boy, did it deliver!

Rick and Morty, Fry and Bender, Beavis and Butthead, Scooby-Doo and Shaggy, Mario and Bowser, Winnie the Pooh and Piglet, Disney princesses, Rugrats, Adventure Time characters, Spongebob and Patrick, Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles: everyone's joining the party, and they've got smoking buddies!

Also, I've said this before, but I love how the artist who drew the Star Wars mat (whoever that is) dressed Morty as Rey instead of a male character. Rick makes a good Luke Skywalker, too.

I've posted this mat a couple of times before, but I love the concept of Bird Person serving Rick his crystal weed, so here it comes again:

It also makes me happy when people pick up on Rick's love for crystals--a lot of people don't.

Anyway, I guess Rick's shooting people with his portal gun now? Admittedly, opening a hole in somebody would probably kill them.

Wooden lighters! I guess we're still not tired of that generic season one image.

I'm Mr. Meeseeks, look at me! Also, a line of tiny Mortys.

Glass bowls! Pipes!

As I drove away, I saw something that shocked me so much that I had to pull over: a Tesla building. I hoped that it were abandoned because that would be hilarious, but alas, I looked it up and it seems to be new construction. Elon Musk has arrived at last 🤮

I prefer the dark recesses of Spencer's to a Tesla building, but I don't recommend either. And yet...I can't stay away. The mall is just down the road, so I thought "Fuck it, I'll expose myself to Spencer's."

I took a picture of one of these socks last week and found a couple of other great designs today:

Short lanyard!

This looks like a regular lanyard--but wait, it's supposed to light up. I pressed the button, and nothing happened. False advertising!

Rue 21 didn't have new designs, but they take their commitment to Rick and Morty seriously. The employees set up a separate table for the series like a shrine.

After that, I had to stop by the dispensary for some edibles. They had this gem:

"You make Mondays less miserable." Rick hates Mondays? Is he Garfield now? Gazorpazorpfield? Who knew.

#(if you're wondering why I sometimes black out sections it's because the text or logo might reveal something about my location)#rick and morty #rick sanchez #morty smith #roundup #futurama #cannabis store #cannagirl #cannablr #cannabis culture #cannabis #elon musk

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cartooncreaturelover · 6 months

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Hello it's me again!

So I have some more asks, some relating to art, some just random stuff I think of XD

1. Favorite character of yours that you like drawing?

2. What's your favorite show/movie? (If you don't have a favorite, just name ones you like)

3. Oldest oc you have? How did they change throughout the time you had em?

Thanks in advance!

✨ Hi! Thank you so much for asking more questions! (You're literally the first person to send in more than one ask before! Thank you for bringing some life to my ask box, lol!)

Question 1. I don't know if I have a favorite character of mine to draw, but the first character that popped into my head was Darragh, probably since I used to draw him A LOT & know how to draw him pretty well from all the times I've drawn him before! (I'm hoping to get a light board this holiday season so I can actually finish an updated version of his reference sheet soon!)

Question 2. I like a lot of shows & movies, so I'll just list the many that I like instead!

Some Of The Movies I Like Include... Back To The Future (trilogy) Little Shop of Horrors (1986) Ferris Bueller's Day Off Gremlins Gremlins 2: The New Batch How The Grinch Stole Christmas (2000) The SpongeBob SquarePants Movie (2004) Wolfwalkers Shrek 2 Puss in Boots: The Last Wish The "Spider-Man: Spider-Verse" series The "Kung Fu Panda" series The "Sing" series The "Trolls" series

Some Of The TV Shows I Like Include... Bluey The Owl House Infinity Train Ducktales (2017) Gravity Falls Steven Universe My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic Avatar: The Last Airbender (2005) Our Flag Means Death Bob's Burgers Central Park SpongeBob SquarePants (Seasons 1-3)

(You know, writing this list out has made me realize how much I like musicals... & DreamWorks Animation???)

Question 3. The oldest OC that I have is my first OC! I haven't drawn her in a long time, but her name is Magic & she initially was one of those classic "character a child likes, so they barely recolor the character & call it their own;" the actual character was Spyro from the Skylanders series! (Yes, I love "Pug Spyro!") Initially, the only difference was that she had white accent colors instead of gold/bronze. As I got better at drawing & designing characters, I began to actually make her more original & less like Skylanders' Spyro (pictured below!)

The first drawing (which is actually the first drawing I ever made of her!) is from 2014, I think in April; I believe we were going on a school field-trip that day to a trampoline park as a reward for the good students? I drew her with no reference in class with my pencil & colored pencils on a piece of notebook paper! Whenever that day was, it was the day I decided to take art seriously & was the start of my journey to getting as good at drawing as I am today!

The second drawing is (I think) from around 2018 when I really started to try & make her legally distinct from Skylanders' Spyro; different shaped horns, fin-like ears, furred belly & (not pictured) tail tip (kinda like Banjo's)! I made that drawing with my old & cheap watercolor set on what (I think) is sketchbook watercolor paper; & yes, that tiny little portrait is in a tiny little picture frame!

The third drawing is a concept doodle for a 4.0 design for Magic from around 2021 or 2022? I never finalized the design, but the idea was to really change her body type into being more chubby & pear-shaped like some stuffed animals I have, as well as adding stars to her design since I think of her as my "spark of inspiration" for where I am now! Since I've been working on redesigning another dragon-like character of mine recently, perhaps I'll finally get around to finalizing Magic 4.0, who knows!

You (or anybody else who may see this!) can totally ask me more questions about my interests or old/new characters of mine if you’d like! Thank you so much for taking the time to ask me fun questions to answer! ✨

#this is an ask!#questions #arianimates #Magic Spark #dragon #skylanders #shows #movies

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breadknight-likes-things · 1 year

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I Bought "Spongebob Squarepants: The Cosmic Shake", For Culture.

The Culture I am of course referring to being the hyper specific cross section of people who were the exact right age in the year 2003 to rent Spongebob Squarepents: Battle For Bikini Bottom from Blockbuster, or Hollywood video if you were fancy. If you happen to be in that tiny little sliver of humanity, you probably at least know that Battle For Bikini Bottom is a genuinely great game. So great, in fact, that somebody actually wound up remembering the thing fondly enough that it received a mid budget remake a few years ago for then modern consoles and PC. Well, here we are a little over two years on from Battle For Bikini Bottom Rehydrated, and now we have Cosmic Shake. Cosmic Shake's status is odd, sure. Being a spiritual sequel, to a remake, of a game from 2003 based on Spongebob. That said I'm happy to say that, thus far, Cosmic Shake is a lot of fun, and a worthy successor to that rental classic we all (Read: dozens of us) loved. Gameplay is hardly changed, albeit the game is less focused on collect-athon aspects and is more linear than it's predecessor. It's still largely a straightforward platformer set in the world of Spongebob, and you know what? It still works. A lot of the fun, for me anyway, of Battle For Bikini Bottom, was being able to walk around in the world of Spongebob. Getting to explore all the familiar locations from the show first hand. Cosmic Shake approaches this a little differently. Rather than re-hashing the same basic locations, Cosmic Shake essentially explores alternate reality versions of the level concepts you'd be familiar with from the first game. For example, Jellyfish Fields is now Wild West themed, and Downtown Bikini Bottom is set in some kind of weirdo Karate Universe. The game manages to reuse the same basic locations as the first game, but adds enough of a fun twist that it doesn't just feel like you're playing the same levels over again, not that the actual level designs are all that similar to the ones in Battle For Bikini Bottom. The rest of the gameplay is honestly almost a carbon copy of Battle For Binkini Bottom thus far. Spongebob has the same basic spin attack, same double jump, even a lot of the same animations. Though with the caveat that a lot of the animations in this game are far cleaner and more expressive than in the BFBB remake. It was obvious in that game the new models were papered over some older animations, this one at least allows itself to move beyond things that were set in stone shortly after Heavy Iron Studios made the worlds best Scooby-Doo game in 2002.

So far I'm having a really good time with Cosmic Shake! Every once and awhile it's nice to remember that video games can be both this type of mid budget platformer, and AAA action horror games (I'm also playing Dead Space! It's still great!). Hopefully Spongebob keeps up this pace and I can get in and get out with this delightful little multiverse adventure. Or, honestly, maybe this thing will just inspire me to watch "Wet Painters" again, a perfect episode of television.

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saltyxtides · 2 years

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BAYDEN WARDEYN.

As if Bayden didn’t screw with his therapists, lie, and throw very loud fits of epic proportions. If asylums gave oscars and grammys he’d have snatched up a few by now.

So, when she turned to bark her real name at him she wouldn’t be screaming at his back for long. He turned right around. She gained his attention quick.

Celestis Davenport?

The name was so much better than Delacour. He hated that last name. But, he wasn’t about to tell her that yet. He was far too intrigued with her hilarious descriptors of herself.

Prepubescents what the fuckers? It would have been really hard for him to keep a straight face if it wasn’t for the fact it all happened so fast, so his eyes were still busy being popped. This was comedy club gold. He blinked several times as she kept popping off.

There was nothing hotter than a fiercely angry woman running at the mouth about the most ridiculous shit. She has two personalities inside her and the first thing she wants to bicker about is her god damn horoscope?

HER GOD DAMN HOROSCOPE OF ALL THINGS!

His face started to crack a smirk. The amused grin was twisting up one side of his cheek quick.

Annoying brown freckles?

Da’w how cute. Celestis was jealous Rowan was pulling them off. Bayden was loving every minute of this chaotic explosion.

Something finally felt real again.

Holy shit! She used her powers in front of everyone! Bayden’s eyes darted around to see who witnessed it besides him. The couch was upturned on it’s side.

This shit was too funny to not follow. Bayden wasn’t the sort to chase. He’d proven that time and time again, but this was too good. Oh, he had to pester now.

He felt like writing her IDoNtHAvEpArNoRMaLExPEriEnceSEs on a Spongebob meme and slipping it under her door. Actually, that would happen several times before the end of the week. He was plotting it with every step he stalked behind her. He couldn’t believe how down she talked to him like he was an idiot and could understand nothing about this stuff. His sister was a witch. She went to the school and he’s dealt with this magic shit all his life and heard about all kinds of shit. She acts like she has to explain it like magic is a new concept no one but her could possibly understand. He was so sick of everyone thinking he was an idiot. He didn’t need it all explained to him like he was still learning his ABC’s.

So, he had to be the shit he was and called out behind her.

“Are you jealous Rowan’s pulling off the freckles or that I like them?”

That wasn’t all. He didn’t stop there. He kept yelling out.

“Thank fuck it’s not Delacour. Stupid Harry Potter cop off name. No one gives a shit whether you’re a virgo or not. No one. No one actually believes in that shit. Now I know for a fact you’re delusional, ParaNorman.”

He said it so mean and then he just started laughing. He couldn’t take it.

YET Bayden’s a complete && utter idiot who couldn’t follow one simple instruction. Typical.

It felt like floodlights flared to life burning her from the inside out. Invading her space as the lights in the hallway felt to bright flaring && giving her a terrible headache with him tagging along. GLAD Bayden wasn’t on the brink of his melodramatic break down he was at seconds ago though wasn’t he going back to his assistant living?

The sound of his voice helped her brain connect to her limbs, && started to motivate her to move at a much faster pace at that. Emotionally her body was hurting in places she didn’t know could hurt. Though depression && exhaustion usually found ways to do that. It didn’t help that his comment bugged her, just a little, as if it got under her skin. She wasn’t jealous of Rowan’s freckles, but perhaps brackish at the idea he liked them. Feeling tiny pinpricks of pain rushing through her chest. She couldn’t explain why that almost upset her. But damn it. What was wrong with her? “Didn’t really take you for a Burnette && shallow type.” Turning her head to look at him as she’d have a harsh sibilant tone.

“YOU still owe me c o f f e e.” On a rainy day && she won’t let him forget that outside of this shithole when they get there special privilege's back knowing it won’t be awhile anyway.

Heat welling around her eyes. She blinked && kept a stoic face, but didn’t trust her voice to say anything just yet. && even if she did trust it, she wasn’t sure what to say. The ache in her chest doubled in the kind of way of always wishing she knew that part of her. It’s not just validation, or some acting way to understanding oneself but it went deeper. She always wanted to know when she was born. Celestis never really knew the exact day she was born, let alone month. Though she finds herself knowing she’d be a lot happier if she had something. Anything.

Apparently it was to much to ask for. It was always to much to ask for. Shaking her head, as Celestis knew it was her turn to talk, but she still didn’t know what to say. Shocker. She couldn’t say she was enjoying this right now, because she wasn’t. Then a thought struck. “So what’s your zodiac?” It mattered very little about Rowan Delacour’s last name. Rowan was french descent, as Wardeyn wasn’t any better, as Davenport sounded just as worse as Last name’s in general where subjectively supposed to sound stupid to begin with. Though she doubts even in Rowan’s body she could pull of the sexy french-depressive type the last name imbues. It was just not in Celestis genetics, or in her case soul.

The hallways in the Aslyum had felt suffocating in the seconds she was storming through them. Needing to get out. It was like the walls were closing in && becoming claustrophobic as she’d find herself trying to remember the way out. Surprised his mother even so dared him to watch Harry Potter! Since his mother control’s everything in his life anyway, who would have thought. However, she wasn’t in the mood to point it out, not today anyway. “I thought you were going back to you’re princess cottage? Don’t you have birds or rats waiting to braid your hair or somethin.” Celestis couldn’t say that with a huge amount of enthusiasm, but she gave it a shot.

Eager to escape, she took off at the nearest door that led outside where she could breath! Celestis inhaled, still trying to catch her breath, trying to clear her head. She’d walk a bit slower, but not by much, as she found herself going near the graveyard. It wasn’t so much the graves or the dead that made her comfortable, but if there was a calming area, she found the random gardenia bush quite comforting && relaxing even in it’s not so desirable location.

#bayden wardeyn #montywonmom #━━ ✧ spilled ink. | interactions #━━ 🌊 saltyxtides. | ahv

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angelguk · 2 years

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bye here's this very silly gamer boy jungkook and astrology oc drabble that never left google docs until today >_<

Jeongguk doesn’t understand a single thing you’re rambling about. He got lost about three houses and four planets ago, the grin tugging at his lips bordering delirious as he watches your mouth run with a glow in his warm brown eyes. He likes the way you get when you’re explaining something you love; words flying fast and the franticness gripping your gaze somewhat adorable. You’re relatively quiet most of the time, immersed in your head until Jeongguk tugs you back out into reality. But not now - you might just set a record for fastest speaker ever if you keep talking at the pace you’re going at.

“Yeah, so, those are just the basics. You can really get into your chart by looking at your aspects as well but that might confuse you.” You finish it off with a small smile, tugging your knees under your chin like you’re waiting for his approval. He nods, slow, pretending he got some of what you said. He didn’t get anything, and maybe you can see that from the distance in his eyes. He feels somewhat guilty when you squint at him in accusation. “Did you even understand what I was saying?”

Jeongguk shrugs, shifting to tuck your pillow into his arms. The fabric kind of smells like you and it sends a tiny thrill through him. “Not really. But it’s interesting!”

“Interesting…” you return. And then your leg shoots out to knock him on the shin.

“Ow!” There’s a hand instantly cradling his leg. You didn’t kick him hard at all but Jeongguk’s always been one for dramatics.

The scoff you let out is void of remorse. “Why are you whining? I listen to all you elaborate gameplays all the time and I actually try to understand them.”

That’s a lie. You don’t most of the time. Your gaming strategy was just “Kill them all!” and if that didn’t work you opted for smashing all the buttons at once and then acting surprised when you’re the first one to die.

He can’t help but cock his head in disbelief, propping himself up on his elbows as you pout at him. “Are you really going to say that lie outloud and believe it?”

“Yes,” you retort, slipping off your bed. “I am.”

“What? Is that because your moon is venus and your Aquarius is cardinal? Or whatever,” he huffs, collapsing back on your comforter. He knows you're going to retrieve your tarot card set. How he ended up with an occult astrology obsessed girlfriend when he was an engineering major with a gaming addiction didn’t make sense to anyone—including himself.

“No,” you whine. Your tarot deck hits the bed sheets with a loud thump. “As an Leo sun with a Taurus moon, I tend to be very stubborn and unwilling to admit when I’m wrong.”

“Or,” he shoots back, “You’re just stubborn. You know, nothing to do with the stars.”

You smack his chest. “It’s everything to do with the stars, Jeongguk.”

“Ow! Ow! Okay! Relax with the violence, woman.”

“Refer to me like that again and you won’t have any balls by tomorrow morning,” you murmur, swiftly shuffling the deck with your nimble fingers.

He whistles low, idly gazing at your ceiling. “Why’s that? Venus in Retrograde?”

“Jeongguk.” He twists to meet your gaze. “My Venus is in Aries and it’s not in Retrograde. That’s a completely different concept.”

“What? So what am I? An Aries rising? Taurus Venus? Capricorn and Mercury in the 5th house? Squidward in my 2nd House? Spongebob in my Uranus?”

He loves you but astrology really sounds like horse shit majority of the time.

“You’re a Leo moon with a superiority complex and you need to shut-up. I’m trying to do a reading.”

“A reading on what?” He’s up again, moving so that his crossed legs bump against yours. “And why would I have a superiority complex?! I’m not a Leo—aren’t I a Virgo or something?”

“I said,” you sign, shuffling the cards harder. “You’re a Leo moon—moon, Jeongguk.”

“What the hell does that mean?” He’s suddenly invested. There’s no way in hell he has a superiority complex. “And what are you even doing a reading on?”

“If you were listening,” you retort, eyes narrowed when you glance up. “You would know what that meant. And, I’m doing a reading on how can I get my annoying boyfriend to shut-up."

#jungkook x reader #jungkook scenario #um i miss being creative lol

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kireiwoo · 3 years

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red, blue, my yellow. [jwy!]

˚➶. EXPO ↓

#𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 bestfriend!woo x fem!reader.

#𝐚𝐛𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭 in which woo is your teasing florist of a friend who can’t seem to pick between red and blue; so you add a third option for him, yellow!

#𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 bf2l, fluff, crack, blasphemy(?), animal death, cursing, 6th grader jokes, two dorks being oblivious, kissing <3

#𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬 2.0k+

“Okay, so Sky Blue or Cherry Red?”

“What the fuck? Those are so contrasting.”

Wooyoung whined at your indecisive and absentminded response, leaning his head against your turquoise, sweater-clad shoulder while watching reruns of Scooby-Doo on your old TV. You sipped on the sugarless vanilla latte he purchased for you, relishing in the brief but welcomed warmth the drink radiated in waves. Wooyoung obsessively shoved two paint-cards into your face, gaggling over how bright and saturated they were.

He visited earlier with the guise of simply hanging out with you, claiming that while occupied with his 9-5 job downtown as an optimistic florist, he missed your company. Initially he picked the job because it sounded delicate and comprehensively easy. Objectively, the work was relatively standard; water the daffodils and make sure his small, secret rose garden he called ‘wonderland’ was receiving enough sunlight; but his back ached with hauling boxes filled with seeds and bags packed of faux soil.

“Why are you seriously no help?” He chirped. You grumbled in response, focusing on the graphics of the late television show rather than Wooyoung’s juvenile complaints. Your hair was an unkempt rat’s nest and your spongebob pyjama pants were ruffled considerably, but you allowed Wooyoung into your house regardless of your external appearance. You knew he wouldn’t judge you anyways, too occupied with picking a paint colour for his new apartment.

“How about Sunflower Yellow?” You calmly, dismissively suggested, taking another long swig from the now-empty pale brown paper cup before tossing it behind your couch. You’d clean it up later anyways, but for now you had a whiny best friend to deal with. “Dunno if you’re hard of hearing or colourblind but yellow wasn’t an option.” Wooyoung quipped, his eyes flashing with a teasingly stumped mirth.

“You and I both damn-well know who has the better hearing, and she’s lookin’ right at ya.” Wooyoung giggled at your pouty disposition, finding your blushed cheeks and deep eye-bags adorable. He sat casually against your couch, dressed in his own quirkily mismatched ensemble. A pair of khaki shorts accompanied by a dark green sweatshirt and multicoloured socks, his scuffed three-year-old tennis shoes laying by your door. You found it endearing how Wooyoung still tried to come up with his own fashion trends, ending up looking like a stitched together version of brand-name and value-village. But he was being expressive in the form of seasonal apparel, and you were proud of him.

“Byeol?” He teased, gesturing to your mangy, blue-eyed siamese feline as she sat back and observed your get-together, scattering away once the attention was on her. Wooyoung sighed.

“Look, you chubby-cheeked wench, just answer and I’ll leave you to sleep in your little cocoon of grandma blankets.” You huffed at his insinuation, plonking your deft fingers against his cheek softly and gently.

You met Wooyoung in third grade, when sex didn’t determine friendship and the bounds of society were turned away by your blind infant eyes.

You’d been retrieving wild bluebells and dandelions, bunching them in your sweaty grasp as a sort of dedicated bouquet, explaining to the boisterous boy that you needed to leave it as a parting gift to a squirrel you saw that got run over (you called him Tootles). Looking back, it was innately bizarre how indifferent you were to the concept of death, but Wooyoung supposes that it was a sweet thought anyways. From then on, the two of you blundered together—but part of the reason Wooyoung stayed was also because of his obvious attraction to your lopsided pigtails and thrifted summer dresses. He remembers that you always had a food stain somewhere on your clothing.

Now looking at you, still messy and even more vulgar, he can’t help but think that he doesn’t regret any moments. You’ve gone through everything together; Wooyoung was present for your first period when the stomach pain and hunger cramps were immense, and you were there when his family suffered through a rough patch, assuring him that everything would be okay when in reality, the decision of divorce between his parents was settled a week later. Those were some of his most difficult moments, but he can look back at them fondly only because it brought him closer to you.

“Wench? What are you saying? I’m a god.” You offered in the most dramatized tone you could.

“Might wanna get your facts checked,”

“Might wanna get your mom checked,” You snorted, biting your lip while procuring finger guns just for the hell of it. Wooyoung sighed in mock disappointment, his frizzy purple-tinted fringe falling onto his forehead. You grinned and giggled, catching his attention cutely.

Your whiny puppy rolled his eyes before wailing a cacophony of displeased sounds, loudly filtering his discontentment with having a plain apartment. “(Y/N) you don’t understand the seriousness of my situation! Who wants to tell their grandchildren that their first—that’s right, first!—apartment was a boring cream colour?!” Fed up with his childish bumbling, you quickly smacked his forehead, chuckling quietly as he squeaked and softened his stiff posture. It was honestly so lovable how he got so passionate about the smallest, almost insignificant things.

“Listen, we’ll figure something out. I still think Sunflower Yellow should be an option though.” Wooyoung swatted at your covered tummy with an overzealous and enthusiastic expression, clearly excited with the concept of letting you help him. The soft scent of peppermint-chamomile flooded into your nostrils from his clothing, making you mentally note to ask him what detergent he decided to try. “You think wrong, settler! Now choose between these two colours or I’ll be obligated to steal half of your lifespan.” You laughed loudly at the unprecedented silliness of your best friend, shaking your head while sending a fleeting but absolutely enamoured stare in his direction.

“Honestly, at this point why am I letting you help me?” He hummed. You gurgled at his feigned distress, gasping and tackling him against the couch. You straddled his waist, pointing a manicured figure at his face while you fondly cursed at him. “As I recall, Mr. Jung; you arrived to my residence at exactly 12:01 PM with the excuse to hang out, only to badger me with your issues about... paint colours. You came to me.” Wooyoung sat enthralled by your change in attitude, bathing in the flawlessness of your execution regarding exposing him for his wrongdoings.

“Just boom, bam, pow: There’s that dude I’m in love with.” Wooyoung’s eyes widened considerably, a snarky smirk falling across his countenance as his cheeks devilishly flushed, looking similar to that of a ripened strawberry. Immediately you backtracked, wondering what you said that provoked this reaction, and realization struck across your face like a sharp slap.

Oh shit. Shit.

“I-Uh—you didn’t hear that.” You waved shy but frantic hands into his face, as if hypnotizing him into forgetting about your embarrassingly personal confession. But all he did was giggle and take ahold of your wrists, pulling your body forward so you were chest to chest with him.

A soft, addictingly brief kiss was placed against your creased forehead, the perfect lips of your best friend brushing against your heated skin. You swallowed thickly, placing your hands over his sweater-clad chest with confusion written all over your face. What in the hell kind of reaction was this—? Whatever it was, it was warm and delicate and felt right.

Then again, there’s nothing that ever feels wrong when it comes to Jung Wooyoung. Or maybe that’s just you.

“Y’know, you’re not very... secretive.” He settled, making perplexities skip through your mind like stones on water. Had he known? Was this the end of your life-long friendship? Questions ran through your mind endlessly, your heart rapidly beating and mind berating you for admitting your tini-tiny, small-as-a-planet crush. “I had my suspicions but you actually saying it was my sweet confirmation.”

“The fuck? What’s that supposed to mean?”

“I-I—Hey! Don’t be angry at me!” He pouted, melting your heart into a pile of mushy and fragmented puddles. “What I was trying to say is, I love you too.” Immediately your face blanched and you dropped your head into the crook of Wooyoung’s neck, appreciating the small dust of red that decorated his ears. You simply couldn’t face him in fear that this was all a simulation; a seemingly harmless gaffe constructed firstly to tease you, and knowing Wooyoung with his wildly oblivious tendencies and boyish lack of empathy, you had no doubt that it was something he would try.

And yet, you couldn’t even force yourself to be angry at him. Because while you speculated that he was joking, somewhere in your heart you knew that he was being honest—simply in denial with the prospect of your long-lasting crush actually returning your feelings. “Hello? Earth to (Y/N)? Airhead? Loafer?” You snapped out of your reverie, staring at Wooyoung’s pinked face as his prying eyes drifted around your facial features, slowly tracing each detail.

“You love me too?” Shock ever-present, you searched in Wooyoung’s loving gaze for some kind of testimony, a confirmation, for some truth to be shed. And when all you could see were the glimmering, almost glowing sparkles in his large pupils, you felt the slightest bit reassured.

“Of course I do, bean!”

“As a friend though, right?” Wooyoung’s face screwed into an intense concentration, expression looking fragile and breakable. But in his wandering mind, he questioned how you could even consider that. He loved you as something more—with your tangled tresses and wrinkled clothes, even down to the fact that you couldn’t handle sugar but grimaced every time you drank your vanilla lattes, simply because they weren’t sweet enough.

It was the little things that he found himself so affectionately obsessed with. He remembers your bleached sundresses in elementary and how you couldn’t tie your shoes without help from a teacher. How you loathed wearing glasses because you thought they made you look nerdy, but complained because you just couldn’t see.

“Jesus Christ, Loser. No, I love you like... like a crush! Yeah, like a crush. Romantically.” He gushed, and if this wasn’t one of the most immature confessional moments in history, it sure was a cheesy one.

“Wait, really? You like-like me?” Good god. Your fingers trembled and lips twitched.

“Yes, how many times do I—” Wooyoung breathed out a shaky sigh as you leaned forward and smoothly took his lips with your own. He tasted minty and sweet, like petals and chocolate. His eyes fluttered closed as your lips meshed together, pushing against each other in a romantic twine of burning passion.

Suddenly, your hands were on either side of his head and one of his deft, spidering hands pressed onto the small of your back. The other hand trailed up to the back of your neck, twirling the loose strands of hair at your nape, his tongue breaching the space between your lips invasively—but then he tried to card his fingers through your hair; and you hissed and pulled away like a disenchanted cat, baring your teeth from the unprecedented pain.

“Shit! Sorry, baby.” Whereas your head flooded with spiking pains from small hairs being plucked, your heart was palpitating at the new but definitely embraced pet-name. “I told you that you should’ve washed your hair! But someone doesn’t like listening!” You tutted at the nagging, harrumphing before placing another complacent kiss against his lips.

“Oh shut up, Mr. I can’t choose between red and blue.” You never thought you’d get the chance to tease Wooyoung after directly smooching him; it was a fantasy and a reoccurring fever dream to feel his plush, pillowed lips against your own. Perhaps a perverse imaginative scenario, but it was a reality now. And reality suddenly didn’t seem so harsh; crowded in the warm arms of a starry-eyed shortie with calloused hands and a knack for gardening.

“You’re right, I can’t. But it’s okay, I prefer yellow anyways.”

Who knows what awaits you in life? Maybe the sky will drain of it’s blue and the roses will deplete of their red—but no matter the changes and disparities that occur over the years, there’s always one thing that you’re forever sure of:

“You’re my yellow, Jung Wooyoung.”

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spongebob-connoisseur · 2 years

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Have you ever thought about what they should do for the series finale of SpongeBob SquarePants?

I can't think of it because I don't want it lol

Nah but I really don't know since I don't think about it. It's hard to top the 1st movie. That's the end of the SB story for me. Even now with all the SB media that has come out after the 1st movie, I consider the movie the official end of the SB timeline.

So yeah. I don't know.

I'm thinking maybe to bring back the og concept of the 3rd movie. It being like It's a Wonderful Life. Where spongebob sorta has to think over his life and actions and stuff. Some deep reflection moment. That's the only thing I could think of.

I haven't watched It's a wonderful life but I know roughly what its about so don't come after me if I'm wrong about anything.

But the idea of spongebob thinking over his life and feeling dissatisfied. Then later coming to realize he loves it. He loves what he does and his friends and finds so much worth in what he is now. That's the most acceptable conclusion if they have to end it. Without contradicting the 1st movie but rather questioning and embracing the true core of the series SpongeBob SquarePants.

And they end it with the Tiny Tim song Living In The Sunlight. Which was used for the pilot and I feel is a good summary of who spongebob is as a whole.

#Princess-unipeg #spongebob #spongebob squarepants #the spongebob connoisseur #sb #spongebon squarepants #spongebob meme #Ask

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flightydreams · 4 years

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I’ve just been looking at the entries for my message board contest and WOW you all made this very hard for me!!! They are all SO amazing, I honestly wish I could give you all the top prize ❤️ I won’t post pics here in case any of you don’t want tumblr to see but let me put on my insufferable art critic hat and go over my reactions to each one (in no particular order).

Kirby scream - made me laugh so much! I’m glad my dumb story inspired you and I love the Kirby drawing! I really liked the dots around the page, they reminded me of confetti and made me think Kirby is screaming at a birthday party or something! OH LAWD how cute!

Get the crown save the town - reminded me of another dumb story: I had the spongebob movie on VHS when I was a kid (yes, I know, old) and I literally watched it so often that the tape inside got all chewed up and it didn’t work anymore. Top 10 most heartbreaking moments of my childhood for sure. So this picture gave me some great nostalgia and I LOVED spongebob and patrick’s adorable eyes!

Froggy says - SUPER cute. I’ve loved frogs since I was tiny; I had a beanie baby frog bought for me on my 2nd birthday who I still have to this day and he is actually called froggy. This frog picture is SO incredibly friend shaped. I love froggy with all my heart and froggy’s support means so much to me.

Hamlet fan club - I love pictures that are fun but also tell a story. I’m going to be able to look back on this one and remember the fun event I organised and had so many lovely people come to. It’s just so expressive and every part of the page has something to look at. And of course, you gotta love best boy Hamlet. All in all, the concept and attention to detail on this one was what ultimately made it my winner.

Again, a massive thank you to everyone who entered - @bluevale, @shellcity-horizons, @pokeswagmom. @acnh-trade, please dm me and let me know if you’d like nook miles tickets or star fragments as your prize!

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ducktracy · 4 years

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43. bosko the drawback (1932)

release date: october 22nd, 1932

series: looney tunes

director: hugh harman

starring: johnny murray (bosko)

first freddy the freshman, and now bosko the drawback! bosko takes on the football field, pinned against some fierce competition.

all good football bands open with a marching band. the drum leader pumps his baton, sporting a giant hat. the tina behind the drum leader blows the feathers off the hat, revealing a bird in a bird cage, squawking in time to the music.

the crowd shots in this next sequence are amazing for 1932! a crowd fills into the stadium, a dog punching tickets with his tooth, and a donkey’s ears service as a revolving gate to get inside. there’s an aerial view of the stadium as the seats fill up. again, it’s fascinating to watch for its time! crowd shots are always a famous enemy for animators.

after some gags used to boast musical synchronization (such as a caterpillar playing snare drums and two dogs crashing cymbals together with their legs), we see our hero getting limbered up for the big game. a slightly painful massage turns into him protesting “be careful now!” as the brute loosening him up nearly cracks his neck in half.

another tony wons reference (which was also used in another football picture, freddy the freshman) where an ostrich asks the audience “are ya listenin’? hmmmmmm?” tony has faded to obscurity for me (and everyone else i imagine LOL), he doesn’t stand out as much as the big movie stars that’d be parodied or the crooners or what have you. nevertheless, the references are always fascinating to learn about, no matter how obscure they are, so i enjoy them regardless.

the whistle sounds and bosko leaps from his torturous massage, right into his football gear. he motions for his fellow teammates (who are much bigger than him) to follow suit, and the ever optimistic bosko hurries onto the field.

signaling the start of the game, the referee fires his starting pistol. out pops an egg that cracks, and the bird inside blows a whistle. you’ve seen this gag once, you’ve seen it a million times, but it was still a nice surprise with the egg cracking. i thought it’d just be another bird/mouse straight out of the pistol, so props to them for something new.

bosko punts the ball towards the camera (borrowed from freddy the freshman), and there are some cool shots of the ball flying through the air and the football players tearing up the field. unfortunately, the scene drags on longer than it could have (though again, in the heart of the depression, so i give them the benefit of the doubt with all the retakes/extended scenes used) and lessens the impact of it. intriguing cinematography nonetheless!

tiny little bosko runs and catches the pigskin, but the force of the kick causes the ball to drag him around aimlessly. thankfully, a wiener dog comes to his aid, forming a protective V shape (once more from freddy the freshman) in front of him, sending any oncoming opponents flying and ricocheting off.

a journalist in the press box is hammering away at the keys of the typewriter, becoming more and more aggressive. in retaliation, the type writer punches HIM back, stamping “nerts” on his forehead. i didn’t actually know that was a real word, i thought it was just something samson from camp lazlo made up LOL. for that reason alone, i appreciate the gag.

time for the cheer section portion. a kangaroo exclaims “rah, rah!” and three of its joeys pop up from its pouch and give the remaining “rah rah rah!”s. another gag includes an elderly mouse on crutches hobbling on the field. he gets hit with the football and spins between his crutches like a wheel. reused from it’s got me again!, but still as amusing as ever, especially with the overall concept of an elderly, frail mouse (who is gigantic) just meandering around on the football field.

an eagle flies on top of an american flag and perches on the flag pole, in the pose of the eagle on top of the flag pole in many upstanding american flags (flashbacks to the flags in my middle school cafeteria).

bosko kicks the ball, and a caterpillar catches it and runs for the touchdown. bosko continues to tackle him, and one by one, with each tackle, the caterpillar loses a segment of its body, eventually decreasing to bosko’s height. love that gag! very creative. there are a lot of reuses in this cartoon, and some scenes run a tad long, but the gags that are original (to this cartoon) really hit well. another quick shot of the eagle on the flagpole, nestling down on top.

look at that crowd shot! this is my favorite gag in the whole cartoon. a cheer section forms the face of a dog who shouts a cheer, and once the cheer is over, the dog blows a raspberry. the spit is actually real people diving from the stands and onto the field! i can’t get enough of it. reminds me of something you’d see on spongebob.

more recycled shots of the football players tearing up the field and the eagle on the flagpole. we pan to bosko, who’s running down the field, when he suddenly halts. he turns towards the audience and says in distress “the hunchback of notre dame!”

sure enough, a ferocious looking brute (who seems to be frothing at the mouth? can cartoon characters go rabid?) barrels towards the screen. bosko, terrified, runs away to save his skin.

unfortunately for him, there’s a “title” card that declares “the four horsemen!” and sure enough, four horses are on bosko’s tail. the use of the card really makes this gag for me. i love my puns! the animation is great, too.

bosko runs back the other way, but the wiener dog from before blocks his path. he bounces off of the dog like a slingshot, and soars over the field, getting closer and closer to touchdown range.

a rock stops him in his path, and he hits his head. in a daze, our hero, clutching onto the ball, staggers over towards the goal line, just making the score. the rather predominant eagle flies up, and the top of the flagpole it had been perched on turns out to be an egg that cracks, revealing three little eaglets waving american flags. iris out as bosko bathes in his glory.

not the most riveting bosko cartoon, especially compared to the last few, but not the worst. the gags that are original really hit hard (that raspberry gag is sublime), there are some interesting camera angles and shots, and as always the music is a hit. there have been much better bosko cartoons, but much worse, too. i’d recommend for some of the gags (and to ogle at the crowd shots, whew!), but it’s mainly that: a gag showcase. nothing wrong with that at all, though!

link!

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iehnsherrs · 6 years

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prom night.

peter x stark!reader (fluff?)

summary: remember that one spongebob episode when he took pearl to prom? yeah, that’s what this is

warnings: bullying, 1 cuss word, tiny bit of implied smut

❝ that’s how you eat your pizza? you’re so weird parker. ❞

❝ i thought everyone ate their pizza like this? ❞

it was prom night, and here you were, eating junk food in expensive outfits instead of dancing the night away with your fellow peers.

you and peter went to different schools ; but that didn’t stop you guys from hanging out at stark tower. your (adopted) dad, tony stark, had introduced you two when peter first got his ‘internship’. he loved and hated the fact that you guys became attached quickly, you weren’t exactly loved by the kids in your school ; in easier terms, people assumed you were stuck up and snobby because you were the child of a painfully rich man. they tended to judge you or tease you when you forgot your lunch money or something of the sort. your dad just told you that they were jealous and threatened to teach them a lesson if they ever made you upset. although, you really didn’t mind sitting by yourself at lunch or hanging out by the lockers, reading books or playing games on your phone. your dad has offered to let you go to the same school peter went to, but you refused.

but prom was approaching fast, and pepper was making you attend it. you constantly reminded her you didn’t want to go, you had no date and the concept of prom just seemed ridiculous to you. you finally caved in, only because she had already spent a bunch of money on your outfit. pepper nagged at tony to get you a date, tony refused the first few times, responding with:

❝ i’m not ending some random boy to go to prom with my child. ❞

❝ then just ask that parker kid! if you do it, i’ll do that thing you’ve been wanting to do in bed.. ❞ pepper murmured, smirking against tony’s neck.

❝ alright, alright. i’ll call the kid. ❞

tony had called peter in two weeks before the prom, taking him shopping for a nice tuxedo that would match your outfit. however, tony gave him 3 rules to keep in mind during the prom.

1.) no funny business.

2.) i will have the avengers patrolling tonight, no need to swing off and leave my kid on the dance floor alone.

3.) under no circumstances will you ruin my kid’s prom night.

peter agreed to all three rules, promising his mentor that he would not ruin this night for you.

prom night had come sooner than expected and here you were, with wanda and pepper, finishing the final touches on your outfit. after everything was set up, you walked downstairs, immediately making eye contact with peter.

‘ god he looked so handsome, ‘

you shook your head, erasing those thoughts from your mind, walking up to him and taking his hand.

❝ we should get going, i don’t want to keep the limo driver waiting. ❞

❝ there's a limo waiting for us? that’s so cool ❞

you giggled, waving your dad and the rest of the team goodbye, they all waved back before getting ready for their nightly patrol.

❝ we better be gettin’ paid double for this, ❞ sam grumbled while heading to the changing room.

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prom had not gone as excepted, peter ended up starting a food fight and ran into the wrong bathroom while trying to clean up. he had accidentally photo bombed people’s prom photos, which resulted in him almost being beaten up.

you both had been kicked out, walking to the nearest fast food restaurant. you guys had stumbled upon a vintage-looking pizza & fried chicken restaurant. you ordered some pizza and he ordered some large fries and a burger, sitting on opposite sides of the booth waiting for the pizza to be made.

there was a long silence along with awkward glances at each other before he spoke up.

❝ i-im so sorry. god, mr. stark is gonna kill me when he finds ou- ❞

❝ peter, calm down. i had an amazing time. ❞

❝ b-but we got kicked out!

❝ and? i hated all those kids in that fucking gymnasium to begin with. plus, i’m with you, so i’m pretty happy. ❞

peter blushed at the last statement, rubbing the back of his neck.

❝ hey, as my date, you are obligated to share some of your food with me ‘cause i’m broke. ❞

❝ with mr. stark as your dad? that’s funny. ❞

you rolled your eyes, smirking slightly.

❝ fine. i’ll do it, only because i like you. ❞

the awkward silence returned. somehow, you had gained courage to get up and sit on his side. he looked at you, slightly startled.

❝ did you mean that? ❞

❝ w-what? ❞

❝ the part where you said you liked me. ❞

❝ y-yeah, of course i did! ❞

❝ alright. i have one question. ❞

❝ shoot. ❞

❝ do you like me as a friend, or as something else? ❞

peter immediately broke eye contact, looking at his sparkling shoes. the wave of courage came back once more as you smirked and lifted up his head, leaning in and giving him a soft peck on the lips. you were about to retreat when he grabbed your face a deepened the kiss. you both eventually pulled away, slightly breathless.

❝ i have no idea where that boldness came from,❞ peter laughed breathlessly.

you giggled softly. he gave you a lovesick smile.

❝ so, are you free on saturday night? ❞

❝ yeah, you wanna go on a date? ❞

❝ of course, parker. ❞

a/n: hi! so this sucked and i’m really sorry but this has been in my drafts for a while now and i wanted to just finish it;

also i tried to keep this gender neutral so if i made any mistakes, please let me know!

#peter parker x reader #peter parker x you #peter parker #tony stark #pepper potts #tom holland #spiderman #spiderman x reader #spiderman x you #this is badly written and im sorry abt it #i have 2 brain cells left ok #i did not proofread this ahaha #i'll write something better when school isn't killing me

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gracieoliviamaller · 5 years

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weekly summaries- viscera

This unit I made notes of all my weekly summaries in a pages document as I went, as I thought it would make it easier at the end of the project to then make the refletive journal. However I did forget to actually post them on my blog. Eventually I will get the weekly summaries right, I mean I only have one unit left at uni and this time I am going to do it one way or another ...

weekly summaries and evaluation below:

Weekly Summaries and Evaluation- Collaboration ‘Viscera’

Week 1

The first week of the project and we had briefing and decided to work together. Currently not sure what to do yet, only that we want to do an anthology. We like the idea of having lots of tiny stories. We know we want to work in a 2D digital drawn style as that is a style we both enjoy working in and are strongest at. The aim for the week is to do some research into different styles and come back to each other next week with some more ideas to brainstorm.

We are also collaborating on a side project currently for Glyndebourne and Norwich theatre. Which is taking up a lot of our time as it is due in in two weeks time.

Week 2

This week we met up and had a brain storm to come up with more ideas to pick from, which were;

1. One word

2. Mental health

3. Reality v expectations

4. Stuff inside stuff

We have decided that we will be making an Anthology themed around one word, to be decided, and we will be animating in 2D drawn animation. We will be playing on the fact that Eszter’s style is all about highlighting the ugly in things and I like to be the opposite and look for perfection/beauty. So this will hopefully create a nice dynamic in the animation. We plan to make several shorts and put them together to fit the one theme. It will be a slightly abstract piece as it has been discussed that the word would be something like, wig or bath mat or spatula. As Eszter enjoys working within the weird and I liked the idea of the challenge.

I am happy that we have processed from the first week and have the starts of an idea, we need to continue the research and narrow down our idea to one specific plan.

Week 3

This week we pitched our our vague idea to Peter and Helen and they suggested we could go with ugly beauty contrast as a main idea. Due to that being our own individual strengths.

Then we had a meeting at the playhouse and decided that expectations vs reality will be the theme of our idea. I wasn’t feeling very inspired by the theme of one random word. It felt a bit boring to me and when we were discussing our idea in lesson Peter pointed out that our styles are very opposite. Eszter loves to show the ugliness in things whereas I look for perfection and aesthetics. So the new plan is expectations vs reality. So we would have my style as expectations and Eszter’s as reality. Which would hopefully create a comical narrative for our anthology. We will use several different scenarios all connected by expectations vs reality.

I looked at Spongebob and when they do the really gross detailed close ups as an expectations vs reality inspo. Research is still the main objective to continue.

We also submitted our Glyndebourne project this week so I am now under less obligations and have more time to spend on the project.

Week 4

Starting from scratch and forming a new idea, when we met we admitted neither of us really liked the idea that much of expectations vs reality. We agreed that it was an idea that could work but it just didn’t excite us that much. So we have come up with a new idea based on a drawing we came up with of a fat man who had a universe inside him. The zoom idea. We will zoom out of things to show different creatures and worlds that exist in other creatures and worlds. With a different scenario/activity in each world.

I have also discovered the work of Sonia Lazo on Behance. Their work is so colourful and the characters are very wacky too which is something Eszter and I are aiming for. The work really inspired me and I would love to create something with the use of all that colour and make it a very bright and bold piece. I usually work in pastel or limited colours but I love the idea of an overly vibrant world.

Aims are to keep researching for this new idea now that we have scrapped the last one. Feeling much more excited and inspired for the project now.

Week 5

This week we had title ideas such as ‘more than meets the eye’ and ‘viscera’. I think that Viscera is the favourite for now as it is an odd sounding word and means internal which is very fitting to our project.

We began creating the schedule for the project and also the script.

Some online inspirations were Ozzy and Drix, a show I used to watch as a kid about a world that existed inside a person and all the things inside the body lived in a city and fought crime. Also the music video for Exxus by Glass Animals was inspiring, the clay world of strange creatures we really liked. We want to show a bunch of abstract worlds and creatures is this is very fitting.

Week 6

This week we have started character sketches and designing the possible characters for this world. I have so far come up with some colourful knitted worms that i like so far. I am yet to come up with anything else I really like. We have discussed doing maybe 3 or 4 different creatures each so I have one of mine and need to think of some others. I have fallen into a hole on Behance and am just constantly scrolling through and finding new artists and animations that inspire me. I have posted quite a few on my blog that have helped me feel inspired.

Week 7

We have refined character sketches and are thinking more on our idea getting closer to finalising the story. We are going to create a grandma who is the home to all these weird and wonderful worlds and creatures. We thought it would be funny to show all these different zooms and unflattering angles on the old woman to get to showing the unusual micro worlds inside. For example my knitted worms will be a zoom in on her jumper. I have another idea for zooming in on her finger tips or her ear wax too.

The plan for next week is to have concept art sketches done to show each other so we can properly combine our ideas into a story.

Week 8

This week the goal was to set a plan for over Christmas break to get work done and do the story board and any final sketches. We have decided that we will each draw our thumbnails for our ideas for the story board and Eszter will put them all together into one story board as she is writing up the script from all the notes and story boards we have shared together. There is also a new idea that we have a grandson character that we discover after a saliva tsunami kiss on the cheek from his grandma as they wait for their picture to be taken.

The goals for over Christmas break:

Eszter- finished story board and script

Me- design board and pre production document

Christmas break:

Week 9, Week 10, Week 11, Week 12

I have made a schedule to organise my final few weeks before submission as I have a lot of work to do on my essay and personal showcase projects. The collaborative project I have put in the final week before submission as it is pre production so the work load isn’t as heavy and I have done all the research part of it, its just the final drawings and type up of stuff left to do, and ideally would need to see people I am working with who are currently home in different countries busy seeing friends and family, so most likely to see them in that week to go over things in person and put stuff together properly.

Next week I will discuss with Eszter where we are in the project and what is left to do before submissions.

I will also have finished colour concept art work finished with my tasks of the design board and pre production document

I became very sick during week 11 and 12 and have lost a fair bit of time to sleeping off a flu/virus type thing with intense migraines. I have been working on designs when I can.

Submissions week:

Week13

This week has been all go and I have completed all the work with some time to spare. I got all my final concepts finished, the design board and pre production document and we even came up with a title image made from our characters spelling ‘viscera’ to put in the pre production document. It was something that came about by chance as Eszter and I were chatting over messenger about our plans and where we were up to with things. I am happy with the progress made this week and with what I am handing in tomorrow.

Evaluation

My evaluation of the project would be that overall it has been very successful. We worked together equally and completed set goals and tasks on time. The idea process did start slowly with us not being too sure what to make and we were also both working on a project for Glyndebourne and the Norwich theatre, which went very well we felt. But this did slow us down in the start of the collaborations project as we had so many things to try and do. Having said that I do think that we finished the project just as well as we would’ve without the Glyndebourne distractions and I am very happy with the idea and work we have done to go forward into production next term. I am excited to continue developing the project and to animate our ideas and watch them come to life.

I have known and been friends with Eszter for the whole of my university experience so I knew I wanted to collaborate with her as we are very like minded people and have worked together in other projects so I know that by working with her we both share the same ambitions and standards of submitting good quality work. I am confident that next term we will be able to achieve the goals and ideas we have started to create this unit and I look forward to seeing where the project adapts to next.

#collaboration2

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spongebobsins · 6 years

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Everything Wrong With Ugh

Just because we’re on a different show despite mean we’re still not having Noddy in to point out of some of the Paleo mistakes. So yeah, enjoy that.

(So nice to have a Non-Bona person helping with SpongeBob, still love him just nice to have a break lol)

1.One hundred million years ago, can’t wait to see this get violated immediately.

2.So how did Patchy even end up here? The ads explained this but not the actual episode.

3. Non-avian dinosaurs living alongside early hum- er, whatever you call the different sapient beings in SpongeBob? I’m still sinning because it perpetuates that trope though.

4.Whatever that theropod is eating Patrick is from the 1920s, honestly. Upright posture, pronation of the hands, missing small claws on the feet, etc.

5. Pirate dude is implying that’s a Brontosaurus… it may have been made valid again, but at the time it was released it wasn’t and just Apatosaurus so sin for being wrong at the time of release.

6.I’m not sure living in the Ice Ages are what we’d call simpler times.

7. Prehistoric club cliché.

8. ‘Pterodactyl’. I haven’t heard that word in ages, and it gives me chills everytime I see it. Unless you’re talking about tiny Pterodactylus or the group of pterosaurs known as Pterodactyloids, ‘Pterodactyl’ was never a thing.

9.That pterosaur costume I’m sure is off, I mean for one the hands look connected the wrong way for sure, and those wings are pointed instead of rounded.

10.”Prehistoric stuff is, what do the kids say, cool” Adult man tries to be hip cliche.

11.‘Ugh.’ Well that’s sure a nice way to sell the episode with such an enthusiastic title.

12.Oh look, another bad pterosaur, this time a Pteranodon. Pointy wings and all that I can notice from this distance, but I’m sure it will be more fugly up close.

13.Wait, what time is this even meant to be? Is 100 MYA just what pirate Tom Kenny is depicting, or is it the episode too?. I guess assuming it’s 100 MYA then uh yeah there shouldn’t be goddamn trilobites.

14. I have the feeling this episode doesn’t understand evolution at all if it’s saying life is beginning now. Unless this is all weirdly figurative for some reason.

15.By the way, they missed the change to do a SpongeGar version of the theme song.

16 Gary is prehistoric so that means he has to be giant and have spikes, typical.

17.If Gary is that huge, we should have seen him in that first shot of the inside of his house.

18.”Wait a minute” Wow, those are 3 random English words for them to just know. It’s funny but still.

19. Oh yay, more clubs, because early whatever the f*ck these people are surely couldn’t have developed a variety of weapons.

20.Oh yeah, prehistoric thingos acting stupid, another cliché.

21. Wait a minute, this sponge, octopus and sea star all have mammalian hair. Weird.

22.”Patar!” Aside from him just yelling his name for no reason, this sin is the random use of “gar” on their names. (At least they were more creative with Squidward)

23.Prehistoric people using smell more often cliché.

24.They greet each other by hurting themselves because…comedy?

25.Where was he keeping that thing of water, and all without spilling any of it too?

26.Prehistoric people discover fire cliché. Except here it implies they haven’t even seen fire, they didn’t even make it. Which means even supposed smart guy Squidward doesn’t notice how freaking hot the fire is and burns himself. I guess this is what happens when you live in the sea.

27.Oh yeah, may as well sin the fire underwater thing because sins. And the raining underwater thing too.

28.SpongGar and Patar are immune to fire for like 30 seconds.

29.Great, Patar’s a cannibal.

30.Overly long gag is SpongeGar staring at the fire.

31.Discount 2001 music.

32.That stick went right through Patrick’s mouth. If this wasn’t animated this would be considered inappropriate for children.

33.What is he even chewing on if the stick is just sticking through him like that?

34.SpongeGar murders Mr. Krabs’s ancestor.

35.Patar sticks his bigger stick into the fire to cook the crab but when he eats it, it’s on the smaller stick.

36.Calling a caveman a troglodyte implies it’s in the genus Pan like the modern chimpanzee, Pan troglodytes. Homo neanderthalensis was so closely related to Homo sapiens that they interbred with our ancestors.

37.I’m not sure a human could survive a block of ice like that.

38.”I call him Cavey” How creative.

39.”Where do you keep getting all this stuff?!” I agree, where does that door over there lead? A time machine?

40.I really doubt every single thing around them is delicious or even edible.

41.Nor can random rocks create popcorn.

42.More Crab murder.

43. They’re full and their bellies are comically big. I have the feeling someone on DeviantArt is probably a fan.

44. Just summon more thunder with your clapping to make more fires instead of fighting. But lol, because they’re prehistoric they have to be idiots.

45.More clubs. Always the damn clubs.

46.Damn, they sure got skinny again real fast

47.Surely the fire would be out by now with the log rolling so many times. Then again this is underwater fire so maybe it’s different because the writers said so.

38.Squag’s house suddenly has a door now.

49. None of them were burnt when the flaming log went over them. Underwater fire is weird.

50.The weather was really sudden and weird back then.

51.Why is he getting mad at them? What did they do?

52.I don’t think you’re going to cook marshmallows over a burnt body.

53.They’re implying cannibalism except not really since SpongeBob and Patrick aren’t octopuses, because early humans were just savages who will eat anything apparently.

54.”Certain events in history are better left untold” So you just wasted 18 minutes of our time, great.

Damn straight I’m removing a sin for When Worlds Colide

54. Bill was doing a fine job as this cavemen until he just straight up became Patrick.

55. Random SB-129 clips are random.

56. Potty did something nice…and then went back to being a jerk for no reason.

57. That Tyrannosaurus, where do I even start? Pronated hands, wrong skull shape, weird bendy feet, way too scaly regardless of whether it was feathered or not, you name it.

(Wish I had a better sin to end but meh)

EPISODE SIN TALLY: 57

SENTENCE: Get Burned

Damn, new sin record. Noddy usually helps us get high tallies, and his were generally better than mine because this episode doesn’t exactly have a lot of plot. It’s not as good as Phineas’s take this concept, but despite how drawn out it is I do enjoy it for what it is.

Thanks again Noddy for the help.

Next time, Old Snails.

#Season 3 Sins #Special Sins #Noddy #SpongeBob #Sins

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normalcartoonic · 6 years

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I've been a fan of SpongeBob since 2003 (I did watched one of the early episodes when it premiered, but never stuck watching it as my family didn't kept cable for that long) and a fan of Back to the Future since 2006/2007 (I heard of the films thanks to Mystery Hunters talking about it, but I watched the first film on ABC Family afterwards and I didn't fell in love with it at first because of the commercial breaks interrupting it. But regained it a few months later when I discovered the Angry Video Game Nerd months later that same year, and rewatched it on DVD with the sequels and loved it! In early 2007, I did a side fanfic I worked on whenever I'm not doing homework that was a mashup of Back to the Future and SpongeBob, as I was still into SpongeBob at the time I made this idea (which you can consider it an AU by today's standards. XD) Unlike the AUs I did before when I joined here, this was something I worked on before joining here or even YouTube, and after drawing some SpongeBob late April, I thought on bringing this idea back up. Also unlike the other ideas, I actually did this on PowerPoint using images from the show. I know I saw AfroOtaku917 did his take of a SpongeBob/Back to the Future crossover, but this is my own take of it, and this was something I made way before. https://www.deviantart.com/afrootaku917/art/Sponge-to-the-Future-677057797 So what's the premise of this AU? The idea is that it's SpongeBob with Back to the Future, but a bit simplified. Mainly the only concepts I used from the film were SpongeBob being late to the Krusty Krab and the DeLorean night scene where they tested out the time machine. I didn't know what I was going to add in it, as I'm not sure if I just wanted to directly use the film's plot or just make it original. Obviously I used SpongeBob as the main character, but the character I picked for Doc Brown was Sandy Cheeks. I know you're gonna say "You should've used Plankton since he said 'Great Scott' in a video game". First off, while SpongeBob and Plankton were on and off friends in the show's run, I still don't think he would fit since Doc wasn't a complete bad guy, and the fact there was the famous scene where Doc was shot wouldn't work because he's too tiny. Mainly the reason I picked Sandy is because like I said before, I used actual screencaps from the show for the original PowerPoint presentation, and that was a scene of her holding a remote control as the episode was already out and I figured fits well. Plus, even Mr. Krabs thought Sandy was a bad influence for SpongeBob in "Karate Choppers" because of their obsession of karate. https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/spongebob/images/e/e2/Sandy_Wearing_Goggles.png/revision/latest?cb=20161121183630

So why I didn't finish it? Well, like I said, I couldn't figure out where the story is going after SpongeBob started to time travel, and I wasn't sure if I just want to rip the entire story film's plot or just create something unique. Another contributing factor was that I started to lose interest of both Back to the Future and SpongeBob after 2007. Mainly "Atlantis Squarepantis" was the main factor I stopped watching the series and Back to the Future was just the fact there wasn't much to continue one after the films (there's the Telltale games, but that won't be for a few years). When I got into both Thomas and Mr. Men late 2007, I started to focus more onto those series and was also the point I joined YT in early 2008. The last thing is that I'm not much of a good writer in some areas, as it's never my forte compare to drawing. Despite that, I did wanted to draw the famous scene of the Delorean passing through the characters leaving a trail of fire after traveling through time using the SpongeBob characters. I wanted to draw SpongeBob bending back since you know, he's a sponge, but I had troubles for a while until I saw the scene where he went insane in "Bummer Vacation". Also quite pleased how I did the night background. Sorry if the description is long, but I hope you like what I drew here.

#spongebob #squarepants #spongebob squarepants #back to the future #au #alternate universe #sandy #cheeks #sandy cheeks

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