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Caleb has seen some shit. And THEN his brain was completely broken for a decade. His mental state is FRIED.

So you can't do anything that shocks this guy. He could be annoyed. He could be confused. But you can't shock him.

A stranger could walk right up to Caleb, take his hand, and SPIT a LIVE BUG onto his hand and walk away, and he'd probably just stand there looking at it, not sure if this is real, not sure if he cares if it's real, and just be like,

"Iiii have a bug now."

aceofwhump

Project Hail Mary (2026)

(please enjoy these screen caps while I work on figuring how the heck to make gifs of this insanely lit and very strobey whump scene)

bethanydelleman

Maybe it's naive of me, but whenever I see portraits like this, with just a father and daughter, it restores my faith in humanity a little. Because people seem to love this idea that fathers never loved their daughters in the past and only saw them as bargaining chips for marriage or whatever, but look at the guy in the first portrait on the left, he loves that little girl! And the dad trying to do his work while his daughter bothers him with an Old Timey Barbie. The man teaching his daughter geography, his expression is so soft! The way the man in the last portrait holds the little girl's hand! And none of these are incidental, these aren't photographs, someone (probably the father) paid good money and sat down for hours so that they could have a painting of themselves and their daughter. Probably because they loved their daughter.

From left to right: 1795 Michał Jerzy Mniszech with his daughter Elżbieta - Marcello Bacciarelli; Christopher Anstey and his daughter Mary Ann by William Hoare 1776; A Musician and His Daughter by Thomas de Keyser 1629; The Geography Lesson (Portrait of Monsieur G. and His Daughter), 1812; Jean-baptiste Isabey And His Daughter; Portrait of a Young Girl and Older Man by William Harrison Scarborough

(this is probably somewhat related to my other favourite genre of painting, Husband With Multiple Kids Making Come Hither Eyes At His Wife)

janeeyreofmanderley

oh I love those! People being people is one of my favourite kinds of paintings and an important reminder that people in past times were not all that different. There were dads who loved their daughters fiercely. There were fathers who happily looked after their babies too. The German reformer Philip Melanchton for example had a cradle in his office. His wife was busy organising a household for 20 people- she was out and about, he mostly worked in his office, it made sense for him to look after their babies too babies while she dropped by at snack time.

in fact often if it was kind of safe dads had the babies in their workshops for just that reason as we can see in these paintings:

The left is “the busy father” by Theodore Weber, the right one is “At the china repairer’s “ by Wenzel Tornoe. All dads who are actively involved in childcare and a painter who thought it was a cute topic rather than anything ridiculous.

obi-troll-kenobi

I raise you:

First Lesson by Akseli Gallen-Kallela (1865 - 1931)

Un Coup De Main (The Helping Hand) by Émile Renouf (1845 – 1894)

Italian Winegrower And His Daughter by Francesco Baratta (1590-1666)

fiyercrowd

I think I will retire to my chambers. where I'll put my head in an oven. do not try to reach me in any way. goode bye

toss-a-coin-to-your-stan-account

genuinely fucking obsessed with how the "Nessa. Dr. Dillamond. Fiyero. FIYERO." lyric was portrayed visually in the film

when elphaba first enters this quiet/softer moment in the lull of the song she sees two of her loved ones in the best way she'd ever seen them. even though the last time she saw them both was much sadder. its like her mind in that moment is shielding her from the crushing reality of what became of them

Nessa being younger and happier like in her school days and actually being happy to see her and beckoning her over (the last time she saw her in person was with nothing but scorn and in her vision she watched her frantically scramble to find boq and look up at her death and scream from sheer terror)

dr. dillamond. her first friend. looking up at her and smiling in pride like she's still his star pupil and he's still her teacher and he can still speak and she still has the life and future and hopes and dreams she did at shiz (she just found him broken and emaciated in a cage like she feared and when she spoke to him she got nothing but a bleat back)

but then the corn starts springing up around her and those soft memories are encroached on and overwhelmed by the reality of what has just happened to her latest loss. Fiyero.

theres no softness in this vision. if it were like the others she could've seen him leaning on the pole at shiz and smiling at her like he did when her she'd been galindafied and that she didnt have to do that

but its not. he's not leaning good naturedly against a pole hes fucking bound to one with dislocated shoulders. limp and unmoving and. as far as she knows. lifeless.

her mind isnt shielding her anymore. its throwing her latest loss in her face and screaming "you failed. you did this. he's gone and it was for your sake."

and the way its framed like there's a path leading right to him that she could very well walk through to get to him. if this were real and she'd truly been right there. but she cant because she's not really there. because she left him and couldn't find him and couldn't stop his torture no matter how hard she tried

just. No Good Deed from Wicked For Good (2025) is the only musical sequence ever

thedykeparade

gotta love how Elphaba thinks Fiyero is dead, sings a whole anthem about it being her villain origin story, captures Dorothy, yells at her a little, and then receives the message from Fiyero letting her know he's alive and IMMEDIATELY cancels her villain era

youvebeengalindafied

Let his flesh not be torn, let his blood leave no stain, though they beat him, let him feel no pain. Let his bones never break and however they try to destroy him - let him never die! Let him never die!

Wicked: For Good, No Good Deed

(By disturbingly popular request: Fiyero being tortured to death in a PG-rated movie)

dieeisenfrau

Can anyone tell what they're doing to his legs in the 6th gif?

theheroheart

Let his flesh not be torn, let his blood leave no stain Though they beat him, let him feel no pain Let his bones never break, and however they try to destroy him Let him never die, let him never die

Wicked: For Good (2025)

dieeisenfrau

Can anyone tell what they're doing to his legs in the last gif?

Way to make me immediately empathize with Ibra

#thebear #the bear

vampiraptor

Legal issues with the Tolkien Estate aside, you couldn’t remake LOTR anyway. Why? Because of the theme music. Yeah. Like what are you going to do? “Yes, we need a score that lives up to Howard Shore’s Lord of The Rings, or is at least cool enough to, y’know, do it’s own thing.” Like, you can’t. You just straight up can’t. Go ahead and remake Star Wars with different music why don’t you. You’re hearing the Fellowship theme in your head right now, aren’t you? You know you are. It’s that powerful. What can you do? Nothing. That’s it. That’s Lord of The Rings. Goodbye.