after nemo

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Hiddlesweek Day 5 : Role I’d like to see him in

  • Christophe Moreau in 20 Million Leagues Over the Sea

More than fifty years after Captain Nemo sank into a watery grave - Two decades after the last Martian Invader fell to pestilence - Earth is ready to avenge her orphaned children. The starship Thunder Child’s Fury is the child of Nemo’s ingenuity and Martian cunning. Christophe Moreau, her commander, has trained for this mission since childhood. He has mastered the sea. Can he tame the wilderness of space?

12x11 Episode Review - What a Ride That Was!

Having just completed my second watch of this episode I have to say I am slightly stunned. I guess the best way to put it is ‘not what I expected’. But then what did I really expect? I was expecting pain, heartbreak, drama, interspersed with some humour and a big “no homo” scene to counteract last episode. I was expecting some dudebro Dean to appease certain types of viewer, along with a nice helping of deep subtext into Dean analysis for us to eat up that would go straight over that type of viewers head. I was certainly not expecting… Larry.

I haven’t looked at tumblr yet, except to glance at my askbox. I assume that you are all suitably going mad over Larry. Over the implications of Larry. Over the sheer insanity of the episodes biggest innuendo fuelled moments and probably laughing about it. I expect a hundred gifsets. I want to reblog those gifsets. I am also sure that Larry has already been meta’d to death… But what’s the harm in a little more meta to add to the massive pile gonna do? Because I wanna meta the FUCK out of Larry.

But there is a lot more to this episode than just Larry. We did get heartbreak. We did get drama and we did get some really nice character moments. Rowena particularly was amazing this episode (who am I kidding though she is always amazing) and I loved learning more about her thoughts. Overall I think it was entertaining, though not one of the best episodes, but that could be because the writing was a bit sloppy and sometimes the story didn’t make sense. I’ll get to why in a bit. Let’s just say that Meredith Glynn isn’t my favourite of the new writers by any means. I didn’t even review The One You’ve Been Waiting For because I didn’t feel particularly inspired by it at all.

But having said that she gave us Larry, and for that I will forever be thankful… even if she didn’t intend for us to take it the way I have (and I am guessing most of you reading this have too).

Anyway, main points to take away under the cut:

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Grand Apple

Age: 50

D.O.B: 2/12/67

Height: 6ft 3in

Ideal Voice: (x)

Relationship: Re-Married

Offspring(s): 1 Son (Nemo) 3 Daughters (Twins and Elora) @ask-elora

Sexual Orientation: Straight

Ideal Type: “I don’t have time for these questions.”

Occupation: Professor

Personality: Grand comes from a small but very wealthy family. He was disowned by his own mother when he chose to do something un-related to apples as a career, though his cutie mark is an apple. The Apple family are very strict and were hoping that Grand would continue with creating new and more apple products. He was banished from their home and forced to live on his own at the age of 14. He did. Grand Apple loved his first wife Peppermint Delight very much. But after losing his last 3 jobs, he became very depressed and moody. Several times he and Peppermint Delight would get into arguments after Nemo was born. She thought if he couldn’t spend any quality time with his son, then maybe she should. Which later drifted him away. But he couldn’t stop thinking about his wife and only child. After he heard news of his wife’s death, he tried to come back home to care for Nemo. But the mare he was staying with wouldn’t let him. She had him under her spell to a point where he had no control over his own actions or thoughts. She convinced him to stay with her and he did. Where later he ended up marrying her and having 3 more children. He later reunited with his only son where the two shared a very emotional and heart breaking reunion. He has never stopped thinking about his son after all those years. Several times he would try to reach out to him but his foster family burned every letter he sent for abandoning his son. He thought Nemo hated him all those years. To this very day, he still thinks about his first wife. Nemo is all he has left of her. And he won’t risk losing him again.

**My Apple family has no relation or connection to the canon Apple family in MLP:FiM**

anonymous asked:

I really thought a giant sea monster was going to come up and eat Blackbeard as he was rowing away. *shrugs* Oh, well. At least Killian keeps his ship, I guess.

NO. I DRAW THE LINE HERE, ANON. BY THE GODS, WE’RE KEEPING BLACKBEARD AND HIS SMARMY, CHEATING, DOUBLE-CROSSING, PUN-LOVING, FRENEMY TUCHUS, DO YOU HEAR ME?

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Who Lives, Who Dies, Who Tells Your Dory…

Caution: Slippery When Wet

in which Percy falls and hits his head because he’s too busy staring at Annabeth

Words: 1,819

Warnings: Language, but whatever.


              Percy’s been to the gym tons of times. Hell, he goes to the gym thrice a week, at the least. And every one of his visits includes about an hour in the pool. Once in a while, there’ll be an attractive girl doing laps or water aerobics or whatever, but Percy never ever gets distracted. Bikini-clad bodies and pretty faces don’t affect him as much as it does other guys.

              But, for some fucking reason, the girl with the blonde hair and tan skin floating at the opposite corner from where he was gets his attention immediately.

              She rolls her eyes and momentarily glances behind her, straight at him, which causes Percy to stop breathing for a full five seconds.

              Okay, Percy, stay cool. She’s just a girl.

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lolipopsandrazorblades  asked:

How did nemo get his mark?

Mod: Nemo use to sing this lullaby with his mom. The soothing lyrics to his lullaby were meant to sooth the minds of ponies in distraught. All the mean while, his mother’s life was soon coming to its end. But she insisted on fighting through because she wasn’t ready to pass on. She wanted to stay with Nemo and watch him grow up.

Soon after, Nemo began to notice a lot of signs. He noticed that his mother seemed out of it and unusually pale and tired. He suggested for her to lie down and rest. Not knowing what was really going on.

She didn’t bother to argue and did as he said. With Nemo at her bed side, she held onto his hoof and made one last request. For Nemo to sing his lullaby for her one last time.

He smiled at his tired mother and held onto her hoof. Then, he sang his soothing lullaby. Listening to his sweet lyrics filled her with hope. To know that Nemo will live a long happy life when he’s older. She finally accepted it. And she died peacefully in her sleep.

Nemo’s flank glowed a bright blueish color. And he had soon discovered his very own cutie mark; The Key of Hope. Filled with so much excitement, Nemo nudged at his mother so that she could see his cutie mark. But sadly, she never awoken.

Nemo’s special talent is to sing a lullaby that fills ponies with hope. It’s meant to make them happy.

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For your lovely Monster Doll

(other doll sizes available)

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Includes:

Chemise Top
Skirt
Tulle Petticoat

Add-on Matching items:
Hair Bow
Wrist Corsage
Socks
Bloomers


Doll Sizes:
Monster
Manster
Monster Big Sister
Monster Little Sister
Ever After
Pullip
Blythe
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“As blasphemous as this feels, I really preferred Finding Dory to Finding Nemo. The first film was cute and all, but I felt like Marlin deserved to lose Nemo, after all he did to him, and Nemo vice versa. Seeing Dory struggle to remember her family, even in the first film made me feel better about the resolution, an knowing that Dory’s parents were so considerate of her disability made me so happy too, as opposed to Marlin and ‘my son has a lucky fin’.”

A Gift From a God

A quick little fic for @snowbellewells inspired by this post X where Killian and Emma are going to be married and are surprised by Liam, the elder, in ghostly form. 

Words - 1300     Rating - K


Killian lay on the bunk in the quarters assigned to them on the Nautilus, Emma tucked into his side, her head on his shoulder and hand wrapped in the chain of Liam’s ring that was around his neck.  Their journey to save Agrabah had been successful, even if Jafar had thought that he had bested him, at one point, until his Swan swept in with her kiss and saved him yet again.  Feeling her rub her cheek against his shoulder, he rolled them onto their sides and tilted her chin up with his hand, “Why so vexed love?”

Emma snuggled into the curve of his shoulder, rubbing circles in the soft hairs on his chest. “What makes you think I have a problem?”

“Open book and all.”

Pushing him back over, she propped herself up on her elbow, “I almost didn’t make it.”

“But you did. I knew you would find me.  You always do.”

“I love you, Killian.” She hesitated while gathering her thoughts. “I think,” and then she stopped speaking and took a deep breath before continuing.  “Marry me?”

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Watching Finding Nemo as a kid: “oh my gosh this is so cool they expressed marine life so well!”

Watching Finding Nemo as an adult aquarist/marine science student: “wow those corals would never be together in nature. Oh my god occelaris clownfish don’t live in condylactis anemones. Jesus no that’s not how this works. Oh my god this movie grossly un-educates people on what marine fish keeping is like. No no no those fish would never be in that tank together. That tank is way too small for a porcupine puffer. The fuck you would never have gravel in that tank. Oh my god I can’t imagine how many fish died from misinformed parents buying their children marine fish/nemos after seeing this movie.”

Pixar apologies
  • Me after "Toy Story": "Toys I'm so sorry!!"
  • Me after "A Bug's Life": "Ants I'm so sorry!!"
  • Me after "Monsters Inc": "Monsters I'm so sorry!!"
  • Me after "Finding Nemo": "Fish I'm so sorry!!"
  • Me after "The Incredibles": "Superheroes I'm so sorry!!"
  • Me after "Cars": "Cars I'm so sorry!!"
  • Me after "Ratatouille": "Rats I'm so sorry!!"
  • Me after "Wall-E": "Earth I'm so sorry!!"
  • Me after "Up": "Grandma & Grandpa I'm so sorry!!"
  • Me after "Brave": "Mom I'm so sorry!!"
  • Me after "Inside Out": "Feelings & imaginary friends I'm so sorry!!"

@kindnessneedsbravery

Continued from here

Kather didn’t recognize the number at first and thought it might have been some odd spam message. Until he remembered the strange girl that had borrowed his family’s copy of ‘Twenty thousand leagues under the sea’ he remembered the promise he made for her and quickly saved the number to his phone before responding.

[TXT Something Bad-ass]: You’re absolutely correct. The real Captain Nemo would have been an octopus considering how intelligent they are and never would have been caught so easily by those divers.
[TXT Something Bad-ass]: Perhaps you could make a rewrite of the movie  with a more accurate representation for a character named after Captain Nemo.

 Her phone buzzed subtly in a response that came unexpectedly quick. She had thought they wouldn’t be up at this hour and had already compromised with waiting patiently for the response. No need to rush, she’d thought.

 Either way now slim fingers embellished with silver rings of various shapes and sizes reached out to pull the phone up on the mattress she called a bed and skim through his replies.

 If Steel hadn’t been all alone in her room that small hint of a smile probably would’ve never made its way on her lips. The rich boy was funny.

[TXT: babyface] i suck at writing. my teachers say chickens can write better than me

[TXT: babyface] though that might bc bc im too lazy to do my homework so i just make weird letters they cant read. they give me like 4/10 instead of 0/10 cus theyre too proud to admit they cant read it lol

[TXT: babyface] hey do u like trees

First Impressions - Bucky x reader [Chap. 5]

Summary: After a weird first impression which leaves both him and you confused, how are you both going to face other again? After all, you both had completely different perceptions on what had happened.

Pairing : Bucky Barnes X OC [ Reader]   |||  Warning : cliche, but not that much

A/N: phewww this long af but it’s cute and I like it and I APOLOGISE FOR NOT UPDATING FOR LIKE, 5 WEEKS, BUT THERE’S A LOT OF SHIT HAPPENING FOR ME IRL AND it’s stressful but I hope you enjoy!


Chapter 1.

Chapter 2.

Chapter 3.

Chapter 4.


“You like her, don’t you?” Sam paused whatever he was eating to look at Bucky.

“As a friend, sure.” Bucky grumbled back, turning around to try and calm his face down before he started blushing like a maniac.

“Stop bullshitting yourself.” Sam said, dead serious. “You like her, and you know it.”

“I told you, just as a friend!” He tried to protest.

“So you don’t mind if I take her out on a date after today’s party?” He asked, smirking slightly as Bucky’s nostrils flared.

“Don’t you dare hurt her, because if you do, the fact that you’re my friend won’t stop me from turning you into bird stew.” Bucky couldn’t say yes, but he couldn’t say no either. Of course he liked you. Who wouldn’t?

“Whoa there icicle. Let’s keep me and my wings out of this, alright? Just admit that you like her, and I won’t take her on a date.” Sam was hell-bent on getting him to admit he had a crush, just so that he could have something to annoy him about. He wasn’t interested in you in that way. He thought of you more like a sister and fellow teammate rather than anything, and he knew if he took you out, it’d only be as friends, nothing more.

“Whatever, bird-brain.” Bucky stood up, grabbing his bowl of cereal moodily. Captain Crunch as always. “I’ll see you at the party later on.”

More like Captain Grinch, Sam thought to himself as he chuckled slightly at his own joke as Bucky just looked at him weirdly, moving out of the room.




“Hey there Buckster.” He jumped slightly as his heart raced with the familiar sound of your voice. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you.”

“N-no, it’s okay.” He turned around to give you a smile, only to have his breath knocked out of him. You were standing there, looking elegant in a deep blue dress with a plunging neckline, and silver stones embellishing the left shoulder as it slowly reduces as it progressed downwards. Jesus Christ you looked beautiful. “Ah- uhh- uh- umm-

He began stammering as his heart raced wildly, his heart feeling like it would jump right out of his chest. 

Your eyebrow cocked up in amusement as your lips pursed together to prevent any laughter from escaping which would probably worsen his already flustered state. “You alright there, Bucks Bunny?”

“Ahh, you uh, you look so g-gorgeous.” The tips of his ears turned crimson in contrast to the black tuxedo he was wearing. 

“Thank you.” You gave a toothy grin, feeling your stomach swarm with butterflies. “You look ravishingly handsome yourself there.”

You smirked as he winked at you, feeling his nervousness fade away gently. “You know it, darling.”

“You bet I do, sweetheart. It’s the long hair and thighs of betrayal which do it for me.” You winked back as he took a sip from his drink watching as he choked on it from surprise. You couldn’t hold back from laughing at this now because gone was his cocky behaviour, back was the dorky adorbleness. 

“You’re not allowed to throw me off guard like that!” He whined, setting down his glass.

“What, can’t handle the truth?” You teased, watching him grow bright red. Aw.

“The only truth here is that you’re more gorgeous than any other girl in this room.”

“So cheesy, Mr. Barnes.”

“Can’t be too sure nowadays, doll. I heard the girls still secretly love a cheesy man.” 

“That may or may not be true. Would you like a drink?” You winked obnoxiously at him as he threw his head back, his laughter radiating through the air.

“I can’t believe you beat me to buying you a drink.” He grinned, pushing his hair back. “But sure. I’ll have a drink.”




One shot had lead to many, and though you weren’t drunk, you were still a little tipsy. 

Okay, a lot tipsy.

Bucky, however, was completely fine. 

“And that’s when I knew, Cinderella was a fucking whore and all the mice were just chauvinist assholes who were transformed to mice because they were too mean to the fat pumpkin.” You finished your analysis with a proud smile as Bucky’s eyes were wide open. 

“Okaaaaay. Time to go to bed.” He said, hopping off his barstool to get to you. He grabbed onto your waist, swinging your arm over his shoulder as he helped you to your feet.

“No, wait! I have to tell Nemo something!” You yelled into his ear. Bucky flinched, but kept going, maintaining a smile as he wished people goodnight.

“You already told the goldfish your entire life story, [Y/N]. And you serenaded it twice.” He let out a small laugh, shaking his head at Steve who was looking at him, confused.

“But I have to tell him about that bitch who was like, stalking him to find out where he went! Fuck you Dory.” You spat out. Bucky couldn’t believe how much you swore when you were drunk. It was very comical to him.

“We’ll do that tomorrow.” He promised, walking out the elevator onto your floor. He pushed open your door, and switched on the lights, letting go off you as you wandered around, looking very lost indeed.

“Where am I?” You asked him, looking at him in fear. 

“In your room.” He cocked his head to the side in confusion.

“Oh.” Your eyes widened in realisation. “OH! This is my room! I decorated it!” You said proudly.

“Yes, you did.” He led you to your dresser and opened it up for you, watching you with a shit-eating grin on his face as your eyes light up.

“Whoa.” You breathed out, reaching for a large t-shirt as he pulled some pyjama pants out and handed it to you. “This is so soft.” 

“It’s your favourite shirt.” He told you, watching your eyes go big again.

“It is?” You asked,

“It is. I’ve seen you wear it all around the Tower when we have days off.”

“You’ve noticed me.” You smiled at him as his eyes went soft.

“Of course I have.” He was confused about how surprised you were at that.

“I thought you thought I was cuckoo-” You pointed at your head as you burst out laughing. “Because of how I looked when I first met you.”

“I thought you were afraid of my arm!” He exclaimed in surprise. 

“Why would you think I was afraid of your arm?” You asked as he guided you to the bathroom to allow you to change. You shut the door, twisting your hands in absurd positions to get your dress off, succeeding finally as it pooled around your feet.

“Because of your expression when you saw it for the first time.” He told you from outside the door.

“Oh, I remember that day.” You paused as your eyebrows furrowed. “I wasn’t afraid of your arm. I saw it and I figured out it was you and that’s why I freaked out. Because I had no clothes on.”

You explained very diplomatically and in that moment you felt very professional.

“Oh.” You swung open the door and headed straight to him. Well, as straight as you could, considering the fact that you were incredibly drunk.

“Bucky.” You grabbed both of his shoulders as his body went rigid with surprise.

“[Y/N].”

“Your arm is super cool.” You nodded at him seriously. “And I like super cool things.”

“Thank you.” He said softly as you brightened up, leaning over and kissing his cheek, making that area tingle as your lips left it. 

“Now come cuddle with me.” You ordered, brushing past him to jump on your bed.

“You’re drunk. I can’t take advantage of that and spend the night in the same bed with you. It’s not right.” He stood at the foot of your bed.

“Drunk or not, I’d still want you to stay here. What if Dory comes after me like how she went after Nemo?” Your eyes widened in fear.

“She won’t.” He reassured you, draping the blanket over you.

“But what if she does? I need someone to save me.” You pouted as you patted the spot next to you. He hesitated, pausing next to you. “Please, James.” 

“Are you sure?” He bit his lip as you nodded enthusiastically. He sighed, smiling at you defeatedly as he kicked off his shoes and pulled off his tie, gently climbing in next to you as he switched off the light.

You giggled, swinging your arm over him, pulling yourself closer as his warmth quickly made you drowsy.

“Nighty night, Bucky.” 

“Good night [Y/N].”

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