Just a little Emperors New Groove reference…

@champion-masquerade we thank you for your vote! You requested Baron making a fool of himself, and so I did provide!

(Unfortunately it looks like the final results are in amd despite a very close run, the Catbus has won this round! Thank you everyone who voted, and if anyone still wants a ficlet snippet for their vote, the offer remains! However, now I sleep, so please enjoy Baron and his antics!)

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All Creations were made with a purpose. For Baron it was to help ‐ something he achieved through the Bureau and, before that, through just generally being a nosy busybody.

Toto had been created to protect, and unfortunately he appeared to have latched on to Baron Humbert von Useless Dramatics.

It hadn't been intentional. At first, he'd just joined the Bureau as a favour to an old friend, a temporary thing which gave him a proverbial roof over his head and a perch to call home. It should have been simple. Easy. After all, the Baron was a Creation, immune to age and disease, and hardier than any mortal. He shouldn't have needed protection.

And then the Baron had leapt through a cathedral rose window and only Toto's quick reflexes had saved the cat Creation from being dashed to splinters.

"But I knew you'd catch me," the Baron had lightly remarked when Toto had later aired his grievances. "You always do."

"And if I hadn't?" Toto had pressed. "What was your grand scheme then?"

The Baron had paused in straightening his bowtie, as frustratingly unflappable as ever, and merely looked to his friend with that trusting surety which left him leaping beyond his reach. "But you always do," he had said once more.

And Toto does. He catches the Baron again and again and again, from one sure death to the next, until Toto's begin to ebb. Even so, there are limits.

He perches on his column and watches his old friend with all the raised eyebrow a crow can muster. "I know this won't change anything," he says, "but I have to say it anyway, in hopes that one day it will sink in: this is madness."

Baron stands atop the rooftop of the Bureau and grins one of his smiles which reassure the clients, usually in the absence of anything ekse to do the job. "I would have thought you'd approve, Toto. After all, usually my leaps are in the spur of the moment, unrehearsed things. For once, we shall actually practice this before putting it to use."

"That's all well and good, but jumping for your life is one thing, whereas this simply feels... frivolous."

"It's a practical skill."

"You want to leap off a roof backwards and land on a moving object," Toto reminds him.

"Possibly with a spin, once I get it figured," Baron adds, somehow missing how not-reassuring his addition is. "Or possibly a backflip."

"Well, that makes all the difference," Toto deadpans.

"It's a matter of maintaining an element of surprise," Baron persists. "Say I'm cornered against a drop, nowhere to go but back. If I turn to leap, I'll broadcast my actions too early and probably end up skewered. However, if I learn to leap backwards, they'll never see it coming."

"Right. Because only an idiot would jump back blindly over a sheer drop."

"Exactly."

"And the spin and/or backflip helps how?" Toto asks.

"Momentum."

A long pause passes. Toto supposes that Baron's willingness to practice a leap before he puts it to the test is a sign of... well, perhaps not common sense, but an improvement. Toto sighs. "Alright. But this move better only be used in last-resort measures only, understood? This isn't to be another client-impressing trick like your light show."

"Rest assured: I shall employ it in only the most dire of circumstances."

To his credit, Baron keeps to his word – or almost. Right up until he rescues a schoolgirl from an unwanted marriage, and in their final departing, he makes that backward spin.

Toto catches him – because of course he does.

"Most dire of circumstances?" Toto reminds his friend.

Baron groans and drops his head against the crow's feathers. "Love confession."

Held from Toto's talons, Muta guffaws. "Again?'

⭐️HAPPY FATHERS DAY TO THIS MAN AND THIS MAN ALONE⭐️

go funky lil mammal and twig

Okay- everyone be quiet, SHUT the FUCk UP AND LOOK AT THIS FUCKING MASTERPIECE.

I don't think you understand the sheer sincerity that comes from my lowly melted heart when I say this is the best fic I have READ in my existence. Because not ONLY did this have me walk away, bounce around, pull out my hair multiple times,...it made me cry HAPPY.

This- this has everything. EVERYTHING. And just takes away so much that it HURTS YOU TO THE CORE.

It breaks down the plot line so greatly. How the characters act, speak, FEEL. I COULD FEEL THERE EMOTIONS WITHIN THE WORDS. I could feel Ao'nungs denial, love, inner conflict with himself, and rage. But what was best is how he still stood there, pushed her to live a happy life. Even if it costed him his whole heart.

AND OH LORD CAN I JUST SAY- how Y/N was made perfectly. Just Perfectly to fit in with the plot and also make the reader fell in the story itself! LIKE DUDE- I haven't found a fic like this for awhile, and I loved it. It was beautiful, in so many ways its- I can't explain it!! I can't find a word to describe the sheer beauty and tragedy of this fic because none exist. This had me leaning on the edge of my seat, only to fall off and come back up to fall off it again.

You have made me inspired.

I never knew that they made a blooper for them, so adorable 😭

This whole thing started after I rewatched Hercules and had the biggest urge to draw Alya as one of the muses.

I’m not entirely happy with how this came out, but for my first animatic ever I think it’s pretty good. Tumblr butchered the quality gdi

Which one?

ARE YOU SERIOUS

I don’t know if i’m laughing or crying

didn’t expect that!!!Lmao!

i thought this was going to be john cena again

this is better than john cena

^ amen

I drew our boy Rocket!! (When do I ever not?) I tried a new rendering style this time ooooo

I miss him so much T^T

National Geographic photographers are metal as fuck

I remember hearing Rocket screaming about how he didn't ask to get made in Guardians Of The Galaxy vol. 1 when I saw it in theaters and I was literally just like, "Oh." And I felt like frozen inside cause I have a really abusive mom who was a teenager when I was a born and she would tell me that she wished I had never been born. So hearing Rocket say that in the first movie, I realized that I was going to relate to him in the worst most painful way possible.

The Cat has its Heart on the Outside

Available as a fanzine in Swedish with a translation note  here.

Awww he's just a little guy.

Oh he's a bit fucked up actually.

Rocket in Guardians of the Galaxy (2014)

Compromise:

CHUNGUS LULA

Ah yes. Me. My brother. And his chungus Lula, he got from citizens of Pabu.

I’m sorry, @superiorsniper​ and @wrecking-ball-99, but I couldn’t resist to redraw this meme after seeing such a magnificent turn of a thread thanks to @wreckerspocketcheeto!

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[EDIT: some rewording was needed, also I forgot a tag, for which I apologize!]

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STAR WARS: The Clone Wars/The Bad Batch © George Lucas/ Dave Filoni/ LucasFilm/ Disney

HELLO???!

Another compromise for Wrecker-cuddles...

I proudly present

Crossbear

(I apologize in advance @superiorsniper)

I hate the holonet

I need them to be purposefully unalived by another individual

Cats painting studies by Paul Rabaud

We stan!!!!

chaotic good

There’s a happy ending to, because the robbery was unsuccessful, the couple ended up getting the money Eden needed from a movie inspired by em! Also John only had to serve part of his sentence. Check out their wedding photos btw they’re beautiful.

reblogging because I’ve seen this post a thousand times and I’ve never seen the happy ending!! 

Everyone go watch Dog Day Afternoon please please please it’s the movie mentioned in this thread it’s Sidney Lumet’s best imo and Al Pacino plays John and he is heartbreakingly good in it.

Not only have we always existed, but there have always been people who loved us. Never forget that.

Gotg Headcanon: Peter misses a lot of things about Earth, mainly the weather. He rarely went to the beach as a kid, and found the woods boring and buggy, but something that never failed to astonish him was the weather. Watching the rainstorms with his mom through the hospital windows, playing in the freezing snow with the other kids on his street, watching the trees move with the wind, basking in the sun. He loves it, he misses it. It's hard to find the same weather on different planets, in different galaxies, but when he does, he can't help but smile. The rest of the Guardians don't get why he stands in the middle of a storm smiling like an idiot, but they don't try to stop him.