two bros, both alike in sexuality
in a hot tub, where we lay our scene

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two bros, both alike in sexuality
in a hot tub, where we lay our scene
oh no Bumblebee was stolen!😭
Starscream taking off his heels after work because the idea came into my brain and wouldn’t leave
people need to realise that a poor little meow meow must be a character who has committed atrocities you cannot poor little meow meow a good guy that’s not how this works
what this post has shown me is that so many of people on this hellsite cannot distinguish between a poor little meow meow and a blorbo from my shows smh
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Another hit post from God themself
All the weird misinterpretations and revisions of Russian history aside, Anastasia is one of my favourite movies because its plot structure is so fucking weird
It’s a period piece romance. That’s cool, that’s all well and good, except that on the sidelines there’s an undead warlock who’s trying so hard to kill the protagonist, but all in ways that the protagonist either doesn’t notice or doesn’t accept as supernatural
And it isn’t a twist! The audience knows about the warlock! The warlock has a villain song! The warlock is one of the principal characters! But the protagonist spends 95% of the movie completely unaware of the warlock, and just spends the entirety of the movie doing period piece romance things while being repeatedly inconvenienced by the warlock until the climax, when the protagonist has to very suddenly
I have never seen a movie with a plot structure like this before, and I don’t think I’ll see one like it ever again. It’s like an adaptation of Pride and Prejudice that turns Lady Catherine into a vampire who’s just repeatedly trying to drink Lizzy’s blood, but Lizzy doesn’t even notice until the climax whereupon she stuffs Lady Catherine’s mouth with garlic and cuts off her head (an adaptation I would kill to see, by the way). There are two completely different genres playing out at the same time, and one of them is trying to kill the other
Anyways that’s why the stage musical is bad, thank you and good night
The only thing I’m adding to this is that Disney’s Hercules has almost the same hero-villain dynamic in that the protagonist and antagonist think they are the heroes of two wildly different stories, and the protagonist doesn’t really know the antagonist exists until the endgame starts. It’s so fucking bizarre. They also both came out in 1997, and feature a red-headed protagonist who starts the story trying to find out who their parents are and falls in love with a shady brunette with dubious intentions who winds up trying to sacrifice themselves so the protagonist can live/be happy. I dunno what this means, but coincidence? I think NOT!
Listen that was just the vibe of 97 alright some shit went down that year
wait, wait, wait
you know what else came out that year
The Fifth Element
in which a red-headed protagonist is trying to save the world in a heroic manner with a shady cab driver
and the villain is, like, running guns? he might be in a heist and/or organized crime movie in his own head?
and again, the protagonist is completely unaware of the villain (she is aware of a DIFFERENT villain and thinks that is all she has to worry about) until he shows up with a big illegal gun
1997. huh.
Mewtwo Strikes Back, 1997. The protagonists don’t even know the antagonist exists at all until halfway through the movie… and the antagonist is the actual protagonist of the movie (well, the movie isn’t called Ash and Friends after all). It’s also another movie where one part is following our heroes doing mundane things, and the other part is the extremely worrying story of the antagonist. 1997.
I remembered that he's actually one of my favorite characters
What are thoooooseee????
tropicbirds!! these little stinkers grow up to be very fancy
Ickers
OK, fine, the Brits can take this one W for once.
rare occurence: tfw a christian seems to have read the same book I did
Funniest bit: OP, who is deactivated, made this post expecting people to side with the corporations
Ok, so, as most know hobbits LOVE mushrooms, but what if they love ALL mushrooms, even the poisonous ones. What if a hobbit’s body is able to handle more of the poison and it doesn’t affect them at all. And they love it!
And then they nearly give Aragorn a heart-attack when they’re heading to Rivendell.
Pippin, just being pippin: Look, MUSHROoms!!
The other three, running at full speed: MUSHROOMS!
Aragorn, who is a skilled ranger who knows every plant, tree, and flower to survive: No those are poisonous!
Frodo, who’s mouth is stuffed full: No they’re not. We eat these all the time back in the shire.
Merry, speaking with his mouth full, spitting mushroom everywhere: Yeah, they’re definitely not poisonous. Do you want one?
Aragorn, now having an existential crisis: No, n-no. I’m good.
Sam, mumbling under his breath: Well I wasn’t gonna share anyways.
@penny-anna this seems like your kind of hobbit lore
… OKAY NO WAIT THIS IS IMPORTANT
What if that’s the reason Sam and Frodo survived in Mordor?
What if all those references to noxious fumes and tainted water and everything were completely literal? They avoided eating anything made there, but they had to keep drinking and breathing.
What if part of Mordor’s defenses was that it’s literally poisonous to any creature not specifically bred to live in those conditions? What if Faramir was so careful about warning them about drinking the water because he knew it was fatal? What if Sauron’s general lack of concern about shit going down inside his own borders (aside from treachery, which apparently happened a lot) was knowing that any Mortal Man or Elf or Whatever that wandered in was gonna be stone dead in a few days, and his desire to catch any infiltrators on the borders was to keep them alive long enough for questioning?
And then these two hobbits who have spent their entire lives merrily ingesting enough poisonous fungi for breakfast to give Shelob a stomach-ache trot into Mordor and drink the poisonous waters and breath the poisonous fumes and scratch themselves on the poisonous thorns and feel mildly unwell.
Years later Sam gets a pained note from Faramir asking him how the hell he and Frodo survived when all the water is tainted with arsenic according to the survivors of the exploratory party and Sam writes back confused ‘What’s arsenic, it tasted bad and a bit metallic, that’s all I know honestly’ and Faramir goes to rant at Aragorn about how bizarre this is and is really confused when Aragorn goes into full-on flashbacks of watching those four tiny dumbasses STUFFING DEATH CAPS INTO THEIR MOUTHS LIKE GODDAMN CANDY.
Oooooo, I like that!! And it would make sense after Boromir went on and on about how impossible it was to be able to breathe in Mordor.
Death caps are actually really interesting because they kill you (if you don’t receive proper treatment quickly enough) by destroying your cells over the course of a couple days by, basically, blocking your cells’ ability to create proteins. To my understanding the reason death cap mushrooms don’t poison themselves is because their RNA polymerase is structured differently. So it could just be a simple case of “hobbits are inherently immune to some things that will easily kill a human or an elf”—kind of in a similar way to how there are lots of things that humans can safely eat that we have to keep away from our dogs and cats because that food is deadly to them but not us.
So my first interpretation of the original post was that hobbits can eat deeply toxic mushrooms not because they’ve ~built up an immunity~ Princess Bride style, but because they’re so genetically different from humans that it’s like, “no no no, this mushroom isn’t toxic, it’s just toxic to YOU guys,” the same way we don’t consider grapes or chocolate to be toxic even though those foods are very dangerous to dogs.
Maybe like an evolutionary adaptation to their enormous food requirements: Mammals differ in their ability to detoxify poisons in part based on their dietary evolution. Cats for instance, as hypercarnivores, absolutely suck at detoxifying poisons - their all meat diet means they’ve lost a lot of the metabolic pathways in the liver that other mammals like us and dogs use to neutralise toxic compounds. This is why it’s so easy to accidentally poison cats, this is why you can’t use spot on dog flea stuff on cats; the dog version is about 10x stronger as a dog’s liver starts immediately breaking down the compound so the dose must be higher to be effective, while a cat can’t glycosylate the medication and so it just kinda stays in them unchanged till they excrete it.
Plants are full of poisons to prevent things eating them, yes that includes lots of the ones we consider safe. Humans, as extreme omnivores adapted to way more plants in their diet than dogs, can eat all sorts of things that will kill a dog because we’ve got a load more metabolic pathways that degrade or modify toxic compounds we eat. Many herbivores, especially ruminants that have extra microscopic helpers to detoxify stuff, can eat things that will murder a human stone dead: deer will eat yew trees ffs. Rabbits eat death caps with no ill effect.
With how much hobbits eat (probably need a lot of energy to fuel their enormous, overworked livers), there’s got to be a lot of selection pressure for not being choosy, and even for being able to handle accumulation of other things like heavy metals just due to the sheer quantity of stuff they consume. Mordor was a polluted land, heavy with toxins usually present only in minuscule quantities in the air and soil, but hobbits eat their bodyweight in potatoes alone every week and are used to high doses of environmental pollutants and just kinda shrug it off as their liver slaps a few methyl groups on things and fires them off to the kidneys for removal.
Consider this though: Their weird biology makes them stupidly susceptible to something other races are fine with. Like how Sydney funnel-web venom is mildly irritating to most mammals like cats and dogs, but, due to some quirk in primate sodium channels, can kill humans. Everyone gets used to the hobbits just munching away on assorted deadly poisons, maybe flavoured with a little lead, casually drinking hemlock tea and seeing Sam and Merry absolutely lose their shit at someone getting a nettle sting or eating broad beans because “those things will kill you!!!!”.
I mean…this seems completely feasible, if you consider lembas bread, a bite is enough to fill the stomach of a grown man, Merry ate FOUR whole breads and barely burped, Sam and Frodo ate about a quarter piece of the bread a day plus whatever food they could get their hands on in the wild.
This actually makes a disturbing amount of sense.
However, Mordor can’t be that poisonous, or Sauron wouldn’t have had vast camps of his human military vassals parked in northern Gorgorath, preparatory for the Battle of Pellennor and/or the Black Gate.
Humans are also pretty good at dealing with poisons. :v
I have something extremely important to say
My aunt’s dog has a paw print on his paw
The small little gasp I let out is heard universally when you view this picture
Where have all the good clowns gone?
And where are all the mimes?
Where’s the streetwise Harlequin to juggle these trying times?
Isn’t there a jokester inside a tiny car? Late at night I toss and turn and I wonder where you are
I’m holding out for a Bozo ‘til the end of the night He’s gotta make jokes, entertain all the folks, and never cause no one a fright I need a Bozo I’m holding out for a Bozo with a big bow tie And party balloons and a big pair of shoes and a good throwing arm with a pie
Somewhere after midnight, at the circus of my dreams Somewhere out beyond the crowd, there’s someone making jokes at me Racing on a small trike, flying by on a trapeze It’s gonna take a funnyman to put my mind at ease
I NEED A BOZO
Up where the tent-poles meet the canvas above Out where the strongman lifts the tree I could swear there is someone, somewhere Pranking me
Through the lions and dancers and stilts and the smoke and the light I can hear his nose honk like a horn in the night