and he's alone

  • me: [character] is canonically pansexual.
  • some gremlin: ok but why can't he be BISEXUAL? why is it so important to you that he's PANSEXUAL? isn't he in a relationship with a man? doesn't that make him GAY? But he had a relationship with a woman in the past, so he could very well be STRAIGHT. he wore a dress one time, how do you know he isn't just a TRANS LESBIAN? why does he have to be pansexual i don't understa
HOW

does christian go from playing an emotional, temperamental, psychotic, mean man who broke up with his boyfriend over a chess game to immediately playing a lunatic quirky character inspired by bugs bunny?

i mean obviously they are completely different characters and christian was probably slightly relieved to not be crying every night (that must be so emotionally taxing i cant even imagine???) but like holy S H I T he’s so diverse and does his talent know no bounds??  

– and yet he’s maybe the most humble human being and he loves and gives so readily and easily and he’s such a darling to all the kids he works with.  

and i know he’s not conventionally like a zac efron “type” or whatever but he’s so under-appreciated and im sorry i’ll shut up now but i just felt the need to gush about this man

The whole family went out. Except me because I’m too shy to go innit.They tried to force me but nah

anonymous asked:

Hi Ridia-San~ Do you know the story about "The Happy Prince"? I just have a weird imagination about Munakata and Fushimi in this paro. Munakata is the prince and Fushimi is the swallow. This is really a very sad story, but I just think there roles fit them perfectly. What do you think?

Fushimi would be way less into bringing the poor people of the city all of the prince’s riches, he’d be more like “let them starve I’m going home.” So say Fushimi is a small and very grumpy bird who was left behind when all the other birds flew to Egypt for the winter. Fushimi hates the cold so he plans on leaving soon too, he just didn’t want to go with all those other shitty birds who keep trying to talk to him, and anyway this also meant his jerk dad Niki flew away too instead of sticking around to taunt him, Niki’s always trying to make Fushimi fall out of the air or eating his food or trying to get him to land in a trash heap. Fushimi starts off for Egypt but he tires out quickly due to barely eating and staying up all night the day before, he ends up landing right near a statue known as The Sparkling King. Fushimi curls up on the Sparkling King’s head when he suddenly hears an ‘oya?’ and nearly has a tiny birdy heart attack because he doesn’t recall statues being able to talk.

So as it happens the Sparkling King was named as such because he always sparkled from happiness due to living in his palace where he was unaware of all the suffering of the people outside. Now that he can see the sadness of all the poor and downtrodden in the city he would like some help in easing their suffering, and he asks Fushimi to take the ruby from the hilt of his sword and give it to a suffering mother who can’t afford to help her sick child. Fushimi doesn’t see why the fuck he should have to help with that but the King sparkles so much Fushimi feels blinded and ends up taking the stupid ruby just so the King will cut it out already. The Sparkling King is very pleased with Fushimi’s good deed and requests he stay the night so that the King has someone to talk to. It’s late by now and Fushimi can’t really see so he agrees and falls asleep on the King’s shoulder.

The next day the King has Fushimi bring the sapphires of his eyes to two other poor people, Fushimi’s like if I do that you’ll be blind, idiot. The King just laughs and says actually he already is pretty blind, they forgot to give his statue glasses and without those he can’t see a thing. Fushimi clicks his birdy tongue and is like then how could you see all that suffering, the King says that he could hear it and sense it, for such is the power of a King. Fushimi is possibly a little impressed but not admitting it, and he takes the sapphires away. The next day the King decides there are many more people to help out, so he asks Fushimi to take all the gold leaf he is covered in and spread it to the town. Fushimi’s really pissed about this because he doesn’t see why the King should help the town, it’s full of people who are stupid and wicked and not worth giving himself up to save. The King just smiles and says that is the job of a King, to watch over his people and create the world he wishes to see. Fushimi’s cold black heart is moved and he spreads the gold leaf around before landing exhausted on the King’s shoulders. The King praises him, telling him what a good bird he’s been and how talented he is, and Fushimi feels a little warm even though it’s gotten so cold.

So then the sad part, it gets too cold and poor birdy Fushimi dies which breaks the King’s heart. The townspeople meanwhile decide that since the statue of the King has gotten dull and gray they should melt it down and everything melts except the King’s broken heart. But then this magic rock sees the bond between the King and the bird and grants them great powers, reincarnating them as a human King and his grumpy but loyal vassal and together they shape the world to what the Sparkling King believes it should be, this time well aware of all the lives he holds in his hands.

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“Ollie, leave your neighbor and his tomato plants alone.” 

@gelertassassin , I saw the thing you reblogged and I had to do a quick comic of it after reading your tags. (  >o<)/

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IM’S LIKE IT.

I was driving home today as I passed by all the places we used to go together. It was in the midst of our bittersweet memories when I realized I took you to all my favorite places.
All my favorite places that I can never return to again.
—  Everything reminds me of you

okay hear me out: 

you know those photo series that are like “In The Running For The Next Spiderman/Young Han Solo/Bachelor/Prince Eric/Property Brother”

and it’s just like nine generically handsome brunet white men that might all be Henry Cavill or might all be Matt Bomer or might all be the photogenic runner guy from 2012 for all we know but it’s impossible to tell because they are just so generic?

and you know how nobody really remembers what Moist von Lipwig (slash Albert Spangler where applicable) actually looks like, they just remember the gold hat, or the glasses, or the bountiful ear hair?

what I want is an adaptation where Moist, whenever he’s being an anonymous face or The Man in the Golden Suit or Albert Spangler, is played by a series of generically handsome brunet white men who are swapped out shot-to-shot.