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This blog is here so I can reblog/post anything and everything! Which means NSFW is a go :)

[baldmultiverse]

[pansexual-lilychen]

[taibhsearachd]

[fyeahsonicthehedgehog]

[arcadetheatre]

only get to reblog this every 4 years

[bones-of-a-rabbit]

had the absolute stupidest idea for an au and now it's y'alls problem. im lazy so im gonna steal the explanation i put in discord instead of explaining it in a brief, succinct way:

ok so. monster in lethal company, the maneater(???) thing, the one that looks like a harmless lil baby bug creature at first and cries a lot and when u don't b nice to it it turns into a monster and gets ur ass. so monster sun/moon that start off in a very vulnerable tiny baby state but r actually just like healing or smthn and Reader is the only one of a team of ppl thats nice and protects them and then later one of the ppl tries to/maybe accidentally almost gets Reader hurt and sun/moon go full angy and yeet a mf and then reader is like 'oh my god i have been letting those monster things sleep in my BED what if they have been planning to EAT ME' and sun/moon are like 👁️👁️💕💕 hi we love u

[muddy-t-wheels]

[r4cs0]

Thanks, staff.

[r4cs0]

What a great time to reblog this

[catchymemes]

[jagermortis-deactivated20200817]

welp. i was THISCLOSE to posting an adolescent “i hate everything” post… and then i saw this.

[eilti]

Literally just let this play 8 times in a row and my smile never faltered even once 😁

[vampireapologist-archive-deacti]

This healed me….

[dduane]

Joy. :)

[mythigal1966]

ALWAYS a reblog!

[drchucktingle]

ok bud this one seems accurate

[b2the2nd]

Country girls make do

[mewshuuartblog]

[muddy-t-wheels]

So I had some MHA scenarios pop into my head recently

I liked three in particular that I really liked, I debated about fully coloring them, but decided not to (because It was a lot of color with little time...) So all characters are colored in with their designated hair color. The only ones that might look off are Terra and Aizawa, who have dark hair so I just made it a little easier to see the lines! :D

Scenario 1: “Ah yes, my quirk”

Midoriya: Wow, Eri is sound asleep! (She seemed bound and determined not to lie down for a nap earlier!)

Terra: She is, please keep quiet Midoriya

Midoriya: Although I guess it makes sense, seeing as your quirk IS Mom. I mean, you can even make Kacchan settle down right before he goes off the fritz, so getting Eri to fall asleep must have been effortless for you-

Terra: *Internally* Ah yes, my quirk- the quirk that I totally have. Definitely not because I gave her some hot chocolate earlier, wrapped her in my cardigan, and held her in my arms so that she could listen to my heartbeat so that it helps ground her/remind her that she's safe now. But yes- let's go with "quirk"...

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Scenario 2: Animal

Current debacle amongst 1-A: If Terra-sensei was an animal, what would she be?

Terra: *Internally* Why are they staring and whispering?

Maybe... 

Various students: A dog? A kangaroo? A bunny? A koala? An elephant?

Bakugo: Don't you stupid extras get it? She's obviously a bear! 

SHE'S A MAMA BEAR! HOW DID WE NOT SEE THAT!?

Bakugo: Because you're all idiots.

Terra: *Internally* Now they're just staring... okay, smile at them and hope they stop.

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Scenario 3: 1A’s Parent

Terra and Aizawa: -waiting for Class 1A to come to the P.E. Grounds-

Terra: *Was asked to help observe... for some reason*

Random student: Excuse me- Sorry to bother you two, but who do you think is the designated parent of Class 1A?

Aizawa: Hmm?

Aizawa: Terra-

Terra: Aizawa-

Terra and Aizawa: Excuse me-

Random student: !?

Aizawa: They go to you whenever they want to talk about their emotions!

Terra: They go to you whenever they're scared or in over their heads!

Terra: They gave you Father's Day gifts-

Aizawa: Only because they didn't know you well enough to get you something for Mother's day!

Terra: DID I STUTTER!?

[muddy-t-wheels]

So in relation to this cluster fuck of a post I can actually somewhat remember what I looked like in the bizarre dream. So I made two images one of my clothes and one being a profile (I heavily referenced this Oc card template (tbh the only thing I changed was the color and the text font)) by @studiobeebo)!

Clothes!

The work outfit consisted of: various cardigans, an open back sleeveless collared shirt, dress pants, short boots, a thigh/waist leg bag, and a bandana!

The casual outfit consisted of: various baggy sweatshirts, a tank top (with pockets on the sides), loose jeans, comfortable sneakers, a bow (made from the same fabric of the bandana), and the same thigh/waist leg bag!

Incase you can’t see the image:

(In the bag: Radio (work only), various snacks, wallet, phone, chargers, pencils, pens, small notebook, miniature sewing kit, tissue packet, lotion, Band-Aids, eyedrops, hand sanitizer, two tranquilizer guns, tranquilizer bullets)

(Name: Dana Terra Hero/Villain name: N/A Gender: Female Age: 29 Birthday: 02/04 Quirk: “Mom” Occupation: Assistant English Teacher (grammar) and Art Teacher)

(Likes: Her students, her family, creating things from scratch, sunsets)

(Dislikes: Discrimination, abuse, peer pressure, beaches (burns easy))

(About:

+Doesn’t actually have a quirk, Nezu decide that it would be interesting to see how long it would take for other to actually ask if Dana really has a quirk.

+She never verbally confirms or denies is, she just shrugs.

+ Carries two guns for protection (with tranq. darts))

((On the profile picture)

Wears the bandana when painting

Has a soulmate mark on her back (for some reason it gets aggravated by certain fabrics))

[muddy-t-wheels]

(Please ignore me) So I had this dream a few weeks ago, and it’s been stuck in my head since then...

Very quick summary: Our world combines with MHA Universe, I become an Art/English teacher at UA (more of an assistant teacher for Present Mic), and I was reminded of how stubborn people can be. Also soulmates exist in this world for some reason...

So in the dream, both worlds were collided, and faster than you can blink, anything MHA related was whipped from the face of the earth, and while it took a while- everyone silently agreed to not speak of the fandom/content for a very long time. Which of course was very sad, but it is what it is. One of the more common trends that happened was that anyone from our world was as “Qurikless as it gets”. It also came to the attention of everyone in both worlds that while soulmate marks don’t exist in our world, apparently they did in the MHA world.

A few years later, I had become an established teacher, specifically due to the fact that many students seemed to be drawn to me, even if I hadn’t taught them at all. One day, I had gotten an email from someone in Japan, asking if I would be interested in a teaching for the future heroes of Japan at “U.A. High school”. While I was surprised, and thought it was BS (for obvious reason), I decided to respond for the fuck of it, YOLO.

But low and fucking behold, the email turned out to be legit. Principal Nezu and I started exchanging emails back and forth until plans were formed. I had become fluent in Japanese, got a house to call home where I could move in with my mom and sister (we are all very close). Eventually it was agreed that I would assist Hizashi Yamada with teaching English (grammar wise) but I was also going to be the art teachers. I the day came up when I went and met with Nezu and I vividly remember the ending question of the meeting. 

Incase you can see the image: (Nezu: Alright, so all the paperwork is filled out, I do need to ask this, since you’re quirkless and all... How will you defend your students?)

(Me: Ah yes, I thought a good bit about this and I came up with some ideas!)

(Me: I went ahead and got a permit to carry a specialized gun! The gun can shoot tranquilizer darts. The darts can stun most people for roughly one hour. Of course, I can understand if you or others dislike this idea so I also started taking Wing Chun class-)

Yes, I know conceal carry permits don’t really exist like they do in America but it was a dream ^^”

(Nezu: Oh no, you’re fine, just make sure the students don’t see it!

Me: Wha- I mean, of course, but will the guardians of students be okay with this?

Nezu: Ignorance is bliss now have you thought about what your “quirk” should be? From what your references told me, I think “Mom” could be a good one!)

We had spoken about me faking a quirk to see how long it would take anyone (outside of the faculty of course) to notice that I was indeed quirkless.

(Me: ...

Nezu: ... Do you not like “Mom”?)

This then led to us discussing what my “quirk” would be. We had agreed on calling it “Mom” and essentially allowed me to release a caring/nurturing aura that made most people feel drawn to me in the sense of seeing me as a “mother figure”. With it, the “quirk” it allowed me to be in tune with certain individuals that I grow close with and could vaguely sense if they were in great distress.

After this I was brought to the teacher’s lounge and introduced to all the other staff members. When the principal left, I sat and talked with the teachers of 1A, who eventually asked who came up with the fake “quirk” idea, and when I told them the reactions were defiantly mixed...

(Aizawa: You... You’ve got to be kidding me!

Me: I wish I was... 

Hizashi: OMFG! I CAN’T BELIEVE IT! HAHAHAHAH-

Me: That makes three of us-

Toshinori : ...

Me: Four of us... ow my ears)

Not too long afterwards, I became an official member of the U.A. staff. Nothing too major happened for a few years had passed, and one winter morning I was getting ready for work when my sister came into my room to do something (idk what) but then asked when I got a tattoo on my back. Confused, I questioned what she was talking about, she took a picture and showed me the image. Sure enough; there was a blue flame on my left shoulder, a purple heart in on my spine, and a red wing on my right shoulder... defiantly looked like a tattoo! 

We did some quick research we learned that at the age of 16, people from the world of quirks would get their soulmate marks. However, all soulmates must reach the age of 16 before the other soulmates get their marks. Another thing we learned was that once the marks appeared, soulmates would be able to talk with each other via their minds. We also learned that it was becoming more and more common for people in our world to get soulmate marks!

With all this information, it started to get me worried. I was 22 (going based off the year), and if one of my soulmates just turned 16 then there was a bit of an age gap. Don’t get me wrong, it could’ve been bigger but it irked me a little. I also realized that the marks were sensitive to certain fabrics, so I had to quickly change the shirt I was wearing.

Soon enough I began to hear my soulmates’ voices, I had two, and they would “talk” often. Apparently they knew each other and already had an established relationship, so I kept quiet for a bit... until one of them made a bad joke that caused me to snort and respond to the terrible joke. Yeah, it freaked them out at first, but it got us talking, and we learned things about each other!

Eventually years flew by, I was an established teacher at UA and I had fallen into a routine. I knew who my soulmates were (Hawks and Dabi (incase it wasn’t painfully obvious)), they didn’t hide their identities very well, and I had somehow managed to keep my identity mostly under wraps (idk how (I’m very talkative) but they always asked questions about me). They would constantly pester me so that they could know more about me, and I would just... keep quiet.

At one point, I had stated that it would probably be better if the two forget about me, saying that I was shoe horned into their relationship because of the worlds colliding. If it hadn’t my mark wouldn’t be on their backs, so I got some medication that would help remove myself from their relationship. It started working, after roughly a year or so (at least going based on the calendars nearby) their marks and voices were starting to fade.

During the year of me teaching class 1A (and protecting my students from various villian attacks) I eventually met them in person (begrudgingly). Thankfully they didn’t seem to recognize my voice, however I did get the idea that could sense something was off cause I noticed they would be nearby. So I got in contact with a close friend of my and called in a favor. We went to school together and were constantly mistaken for couples because I was very affectionate while he would throw hands with someone if they got too close for his liking. So I asked if he would join me for a “date” so that some people would potentially get a hint and leave me alone.

He agreed and came to Japan and we went to the U.A.’s school festival together, we even went the extra mile and got matching fake tattoos so they would act as our “soulmate marks”. Surprisingly it worked- when the students asked who he was I stated he was my date (which wasn’t a lie). Eventually, I had stepped away to go get us something to drink, but when I had returned I saw he was being confronted by two people.

I sighed trying to think of what I could do before getting and idea. I had begun to shake the two soda cans before walking up to the two individuals and getting their attention, once they turned to me, I opened the cans and sprayed it in their faces. They stumbled back in response, obviously caught off guard, I stated that they need to cool down and began to walk away with my friend in tow. I got us something else to drink, and we continued on with the festival.

We enjoyed the rest of the festival and waited to see Eri and Aizawa off, before we left, we were approached by some of my students who wanted to know my relationship with my friends. We looked around, making sure that we were in the clear before confessing that we were just friends. That this was all just a ploy to get some people of my back and to hopefully stop pestering me. We even showed that the tattoos we were wearing were fake, everyone seemed to understand and agreed to keep it under wraps.

Thankfully things seemed to flow smoothly from there on, nothing to crazy happened. However, one day I was doing some training and decided to take a break. I was wearing a simple tanktop and sweats, which wasn’t too bad, since the soulmate mark was almost completely faded at this point, it would take a keen eye to see the remains of the “tattoo”. I was lost in my own world when two soda cans were dropped into my lap, two voice stated that I looked like I needed to cool down.

I had frozen up and slowly looked up to see that both Hawks and Dabi were standing behind me, I gave a weak smile with an equally nervously chuckle. I quickly got up to get away from them, but I was grabbed just as quickly, and thrown to the grown with them still standing over me. I sighed and chuckled once again and held my hands up by head.

The last thing I remember was me saying, “Alright, alright, you caught me, but the mark is almost gone so if you two just waited a little bit longer, you wouldn’t have me as a soulmate anymore. So why on Earth are you two still chasing me?”

Dabi smirked, “Probably cause we wanted you to be our soulmate! Fucking idiot- If you thought we were just going to leave you alone after you stated that we would be better off without you then we have some serious problems.”

Hawks chuckled, “Yeah, but don’t worry, we figured out a way to fix this, it just requires a lot of lovin from us! We gotta get that mark bright and vivid again!”

AND THEN I WOKE UP!

[muddy-t-wheels]

So I made a relationship chart for Yua and Nyx!

Despite being kicked out, Yua and Lucy still have a close relationship. Don silently worries about Nyx's mental health.

Nyx has gotten intimate with both YB and YG, but they don't tend to talk about it- it weirds Yua out a bit.

In this world(?), YB and YG made a deal with each other (because YB doesn't like to share); however, YB unknowingly drew the short end of the stick and chose the oblivious one to go after. Case and point, she only sees him as a friend (since she actually has a small crush on YG).

Time to trigger all the Miraculous Ladybug fans

[muddy-t-wheels]

Gave in to temptation and made two YB sonas

Yua and Nyx, sibling roommates when constantly talk to each other and are often mistaken for twins (despite the 5-year gap). (Yes, their names are a play on (Y/N))

Despite their varying personalities, they think on the same brainwave and can tell when something is wrong. Sadly, due to Lucy not paying her side of the rent two times in a row, Nyx had enough and kicked her out. Yue does want to help Lucy but knows she needs to put her foot down. However, the two do stay in contact and talk often.

[muddy-t-wheels]

Ah, to be a kinky asexual on the internet...

[otherwindow]

This is how the golden age of piracy ended.

[otherwindow]

The first mermaid to get tattoos :)

[dragonsateyourtoast]

“we didn’t know any better,” the crewman says, and swallows, presenting the chest to the captain. “what do we do now?”

“kill it,” the captain says, but the ice is melting in his eyes.

“we can’t,” the first mate says desperately, praying she won’t have to fight her captain on this. “we can’t. we - i won’t. we won’t.”

“i know.”

x

“daddy,” she says, floating in a tub of seawater in the hold, “daddy, la-la, la-la-la.”

her voice rings like bells. her accent is strange; her mouth isn’t made for human words. it mesmerises even the hardiest amongst them and she wasn’t even trying. the crew has taken to diving for shellfish near the shorelines for her; she loves them, splitting the shells apart with strength seen in no human toddler, slurping down the slimy molluscs inside and laughing, all plump brown cheeks and needle-sharp teeth. she sometimes splashes them for fun with her smooth, rubbery brown tail. even when they get soaked they laugh. they love her.

“daddy,” she calls again, and he can hear the worry in her voice. the storm rocking the ship is harsh and uncaring, and if they go down, she would be the only survivor.

“don’t worry,” he says, and goes over, sitting next to the tub. the first mate, leaning against the wall, pretends not to notice as he quietly begins to sing.

x

“father,” she says, one day, as she leans on the edge of the dock and the captain sits next to her, “why am I here?”

“your mother abandoned you,” he says, as he always has. “we found you adrift, and couldn’t bear to leave you there.”

she picks at the salt-soaked boards, uncertain. her hair is pulled back in a fluffy black puff, the white linen holding it slipping almost over one of her dark eyes. one of her first tattoos, a many-limbed kraken, curls over her right shoulder and down her arm, delicate tendrils wrapped around her calloused fingertips. “alright,” she says.

x

“why am I really here?” she asks the first mate, watching the sun set over the water in streaks of liquid metal that pooled in the troughs of the waves and glittered on the seafoam.

“we didn’t know any better,” the first mate says, staring into the water. “we didn’t know- we didn’t know anything. we didn’t understand why she fought so viciously to guard her treasure. we could not know she protected something a thousand times more precious than the purest gold.”

she wants to be furious, but she can’t. she already knew the answer, from reading the guilt in her father’s eyes and the empty space in her own history. and she can’t hate her family.

“it’s alright,” she says. “i do have a family, anyways. i don’t think i would have liked my other life near as much.”

x

her kraken grows, spreading its tendrils over her torso and arms. she grows too, too large to come on board the ship without being hauled up in a boat from the water. she sings when the storms come and swims before the ship to guide it to safety. she fights off more than one beast of the seas, and gathers a set of scars across her back that she bears with pride. “i don’t mind,” she says, when the captain fusses over her, “now i match all of you.”

the first time their ship is threatened, really threatened, is by another fleet. a friend turned enemy of the first mate. “we shouldn’t fight him,” she says, peering through the spyglass.

“why not?” the mermaid asks.

“he’ll win,” the first mate says.

the mermaid tips her head sideways. Her eyes, dark as the deep waters, gleam in the noon light. “are you sure?” she asks.

x

the enemy fleet surrenders after the flagship is sunk in the night, the anchor ripped off the ship and the planks torn off the hull. the surviving crew, wild-eyed and delirious, whimper and say a sea serpent came from the water and attacked them, say it was longer than the boat and crushed it in its coils. the first mate hears this and has to hide her laughter. the captain apologizes to his daughter for doubting her.

“don’t worry,” she says, with a bright laugh, “it was fun.”

x

the second time, they are pushed by a storm into a royal fleet. they can’t possibly fight them, and they don’t have the time to escape.

“let me up,” the mermaid urges, surfacing starboard and shouting to the crew. “bring me up, quickly, quickly.”

they lower the boat and she piles her sinous form into it, and uses her claws to help the crew pull her up. once on the deck she flops out of the boat and makes her way over to the bow. the crew tries to help but she’s so heavy they can barely lift parts of her.

she crawls up out in front of the rail and wraps her long webbed tail around the prow. the figurehead has served them well so far but they need more right now. she wraps herself around the figurehead and raises her body up into the wind takes a breath of the stinging salt air and sings.

the storm carries her voice on its front to the royal navy. they are enchanted, so stunned by her song that they drop the rigging ropes and let the tillers drift. the pirates sail through the center of the fleet, trailing the storm behind them, and by the time the fleet has managed to regain its senses they are buried in wind and rain and the pirates are gone.

x

she declines guns. instead she carries a harpoon and its launcher, and uses them to board enemy ships, hauling her massive form out of the water to coil on the deck and dispatch enemies with ruthless efficiency. her family is feared across all the sea.

x

“you know we are dying,” the captain says, looking down at her.

she floats next to the ship, so massive she could hold it in her arms. her eyes are wise.

“i know,” she says, “i can feel it coming.”

the first mate stands next to the captain. she never had a lover or a child, and neither did he, but to the mermaid they are her parents. she will always love her daughter. the tattoos are graven in dark swirls across the mermaid’s deep brown skin and the flesh of her tail, even spiraling onto the spiked webbing on her spine and face. her hair is still tied back, this time with a sail that could not be patched one last time.

“we love you,” the first mate says simply, looking down. her own tightly coiled black hair falls in to her face; she shakes the locs out of the way and smiles through her tears. the captain pretends he isnt crying either.

“i love you too,” the mermaid says, and reached up to pull the ship down just a bit, just to hold them one last time.

“guard the ship,” the captain says. “you always have but you know they’re lost without you.”

“without you,” the mermaid corrects, with a shrug that makes waves. “what will we do?”

“i don’t know,” the captain says. “but you’ll help them, won’t you?”

“of course i will,” she scoffs, rolling her eyes. “i will always protect my family.”

x

the captain and the first mate are gone. the ship has a new captain, young and fearless - of the things she can afford to disregard. she fears and loves the ocean, as all captains do. she does not fear the royal fleet. and she does not fear the mermaid.

“you know, i heard stories about you when i was a little girl,” she says, trailing her fingers in the water next to the dock.

the mermaid stares at her with one eye the size of a dinner table. “is that so?” she hums, smirking with teeth sharper than the swords of the entire navy.

“they said you could sink an entire fleet and that you had skin tougher than dragon scales,” the new captain says, grinning right back at the monster who could eat her without a moment’s hesitation. “i always thought they were telling tall tales.”

“and now?”

“they were right,” the new captain says. “how did they ever befriend you?”

the mermaid smiles, fully this time, her dark eyes gleaming under the white linen sail. “they didn’t know any better.”

[redporkpadthai]

She protects her family.

[dragonsateyourtoast]

Hi everybody! Guess what’s being posted on AO3 now at the following link!

https://archiveofourown.org/works/22498384/chapters/53760817

That’s right! Here you go. I’ll be uploading it in some chunks, because I want to make sure I have everything I wanted edited cleanly finished, but follow the story there!

[unnameablethings]

[cereusblue]

HEY GUYS GUESS WHATS BACK ON THE DASHBOARD AND BETTER THAN EVER

[followerofmercy]

:o

[cheese-greater-official]

Aaaah

[the-only-useful-lesbian]

Oh my God.

Alright, it’s happening, it’s happening

[cyborglovesong]

Visit Original Link

[withoutapresspass-deactivated20]

UNITEDSTATESCANADAMEXICOPANAMALKFHDSHFSDKJCNOIDSUHFISUFN:SD

[cat37958]

I AM GOING TO MAKE LEARNING THIS THE OBJECT OF MY LIFE.

[asmallvillageincanada]

I always lose it at Cota Rica. 

[violet-starshine]

I ALREADY KNOW THIS BY HEART

[cyborgles]

United States, Canada, Mexico, Panama, Haiti, Jamaica, Peru; Republic Dominican, Cuba, Carribean, Greenland, El Salvador too. Puerto Rico, Columbia, Venezuela, Honduras, Guyana, and still; Guatemala, Bolivia, then Argentina, and Ecuador, Chile, Brazil. Costa Rica, Belize, Nicaragua, Bermuda, Bahamas, Tobago, San Juan; Paraguay, Uruguay, Suriname, and French Guiana, Barbados, and Guam. Norway, and Sweden, and Iceland, and Finland, and Germany now one piece; Switzerland, Austria, Czechoslovakia, Italy, Turkey, and Greece. Poland, Romania, Scotland, Albania, Ireland, Russia, Oman; Bulgaria, Saudi Arabia, Hungary, Cyprus, Iraq, and Iran. There’s Syria, Lebanon, Israel, Jordan, both Yemens, Kuwait, and Bahrain, the Netherlands, Luxembourg, Belgium, and Portugal, France, England, Denmark, and Spain. India, Pakistan, Burma, Afghanistan, Thailand, Nepal, and Bhutan; Kampuchea, Malaysia, then Bangladesh, Asia, and China, Korea, Japan. Mongolia, Laos, and Tibet, Indonesia, the Philippine Islands, Taiwan; Sri Lanka, New Guinea, Sumatra, New Zealand, then Borneo, and Vietnam. Tunisia, Morocco, Uganda, Angola, Zimbabwe, Djibouti, Botswana; Mozambique, Zambia, Swaziland, Gambia, Guinea, Algeria, Ghana. Burundi, Lesotho, and Malawi, Togo, The Spanish Sahara is gone; Niger, Nigeria, Chad, and Liberia, Egypt, Benin, and Gabon. Tanzania, Somalia, Kenya, and Mali, Sierra Leone, and Algier; Dahomey, Namibia, Senegal, Libya, Cameroon, Congo, Zaire. Ethiopia, Guinea_ Bissau, Madagascar, Rwanda, Mahore[?], and Cayman; Hong Kong, Abu Dhabi, Qatar, Yugoslavia, Crete, Mauritania, then Transylvania, Monaco, Liechtenstein, Malta, and Palestine, Fiji, Australia, Sudan!

[cinnermanspyce]

reblogging for the lyrics.

OwO

[thosewerethe90s]

I lose it after Peru.  like, I can’t even follow the lyrics.  I just sit in awe of it.

[harrythepottedplant]

Imagine being the voice actor and having to learn all that

[caffeinatedvagitarian]

reblogging again because i need something happy today

[tribeoftrolls]

Fun fact: The voice actor of Yakko name Rob Paulsen. Did this song scene in…ONE…take. Don’t believe me? Look it up. Also..here’s a video of him doing the song with no lyrics in front of him during a comic con conference. 

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ueVut3yUo4E <- Incase the video below stops working. Below here is the video.

[jackironsides]

Good lord, what a party trick!

[artissijamm]

my only achievement in life is keeping up up to guam

[null507]

They did an update to the song because in the almost 30 years since a lot has changed (mostly just the break up of the Soviet Union)

Also I just love watching voice actors work because sometimes you can see their character in their face. It’s like for them it’s impossible to make the sound without looking a little like the character. And you see that here a bit with Rob Paulsen

https://youtu.be/nYfTKVfwdjU

[madmaudlingoes]

Yeah, you can tell the original was written in a very specific time frame - it references German reunification (October 1990) but not the dissolution of Yugoslavia (started June 1991) or the Soviet Union (December 1991).

[sonic-simp-owlhooticysofthenight]

HOW- I can’t even remember the first two…

[falconxbarnes-deactivated202104]

me and my classmates all memorized this in 4th grade lol

[muddy-t-wheels]

[mndvx]

chadwickboseman It is with immeasurable grief that we confirm the passing of Chadwick Boseman. 

Chadwick was diagnosed with stage III colon cancer in 2016, and battled with it these last 4 years as it progressed to stage IV. 

⁣A true fighter, Chadwick persevered through it all, and brought you many of the films you have come to love so much. From Marshall to Da 5 Bloods, August Wilson’s Ma Rainey’s Black Bottom and several more, all were filmed during and between countless surgeries and chemotherapy. ⁣⁣

It was the honor of his career to bring King T’Challa to life in Black Panther. ⁣He died in his home, with his wife and family by his side. ⁣

The family thanks you for your love and prayers, and asks that you continue to respect their privacy during this difficult time. ⁣⁣

Photo Credit: @samjonespictures