my childhood just ended

Reasons to go see the new Power Rangers movie

I’m a child of the 90′s. Power Rangers reigned supreme in my household when I was growing up. And when my brother, who is 9 years younger than me, started getting into Power Rangers, it was a way for us to bond. So obviously I was excited about the reboot.

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Listen, I might be biased because of my nostalgia, but damn did I love this movie! Here’s why everyone should leave their house immediately and go watch this film.

1. Diverse Cast: I don’t really need to say it, but this cast is insanely diverse! So many different groups are represented in this movie! Every ranger is of a different ethnicity, which is acknowledged and appreciated by each member! And, beyond the surface differences that can be seen, there is an LGBTQ ranger and a ranger who is on the autism spectrum. One of my favorite parts is that we don’t need to speculate whether or not he might have special needs - he just comes right out and says it. “I’m on the spectrum…It’s a diagnosis.” And while he might have been protected a little more by the others, they didn’t try to baby him which is common for a lot of people who don’t often interact with people who have special needs. Instead, they utilized his strengths and worked with him to build his weaknesses.

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2. Fantastic Acting: I gotta give a shout out to the actors who played the rangers. Holy cow, were y’all amazing! I’m honestly stunned with Becky G’s performance and how well she did, but that’s mostly because I haven’t followed her music career and seen what she can do. Girl, you were so good! And I believe that this was the first movie some of them have ever acted in. I’ll admit that the script was a little corny sometimes, but honestly it was 10X better than any script from the tv show, and the actors played them SO GOOD!!!!!

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3. Great Chemistry: Some of these friendships felt so authentic and beautiful to me. A few interactions didn’t really excite me (Zack & Jason, mostly), but the rest of them held their own. Kimberly & Trini and Jason & Billy, for instance. The two girl rangers had such amazing chemistry together and every scene they did felt like they’d been friends their whole lives. There’s a lot of people shipping those two, but I’d be genuinely upset if anything less platonic happened between them. I just want Kimberly to be the girl friend that Trini comes to for girlfriend advice because their friendship is so great! Jason & Billy really were the BROTP of the movie though. The way Billy always looked to Jason for any minor thing had me laughing my ass off.

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4. A Really Good Bad Guy: Anyone who’s ever seen the tv show knows that Rita Repulsa was kind of lame. She did the same thing every episode and hardly ever left her evil lair to do her own dirty work. Elizabeth Banks as Rita Repulsa was actually kind of a scary bad guy. She wasn’t all talk, and the girl wasn’t afraid to get nasty. I can appreciate that in a villain.

5. Nostalgia: If you were also a big fan of the tv show, this movie has loads of amazing easter eggs for you! I was literally in the theater chanting “Megazord! Megazord! Megazord!” Not to mention Alpha’s “aye aye aye,” and the songs being played, and just ugh! My childhood heart was hurting.

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6. Potential Sequel: The ending was set up for a sequel (wait for the credits and an extra scene will come) and honestly it has so much potential for what could come of the power rangers! I need it, and frankly, it hasn’t done that well at the box office so without your support there might not be a sequel at all!

All in all, this movie was really good and I would just love to share it with everyone and tell them to love it!

He rips back the shower curtain and Sam jumps under the spray of water, turns to look at him with wide, red eyes, whimpers, “My hair, Dean, my hair,” and holds out a weak hand, wet brown strands all tangled up with his fingers, a hunk that’s too large to ignore.

Dean knows with a sudden, distinct clarity what it feels like to have his heart break.

He reaches into the shower, through the spray to shut off the water. He pulls a towel off the rack, bundles his baby brother up and over the lip of the tub, dries him off slowly, carefully. The towel gets tucked around Sam’s waist, and he wraps Sam’s honeycomb wrists in one hand, draws Sam’s arms up and around his neck, turns around and tugs until Sam gets the message, presses one skinny leg up onto Dean’s flank so Dean can hook a hand underneath. The arms around Dean’s neck tighten enough that he can let go, secure Sam’s other leg up against his side, and he piggybacks his brother across the hall with Sam’s face buried against the back of his neck, water dripping from Sam’s hair under the collar of his shirt.

He leaves his brother on the mattress to wait while he digs out sweatpants, a long-sleeved shirt, and a sweater to go on top of it, bundles Sam up in layers because there’s snow on the ground outside. His own shirt is wet from the shower, but he doesn’t notice until they’re already outside and the cold spreads down his skin like the creeping touch of despair.

Dean only has his learner’s permit, but he’s a good driver, especially with his brother tucked pale and shivering into the passenger seat. Dad’s taken the truck to the shop because even with the extra help he hired on he still has to put in some face time, Mom too taking advantage of Dean’s being out of school to make up for some of the time she’s had to take off work lately, so neither of them are around to hear the distinctive rumble of the Impala’s engine turning over.

He drives them to a strip mall, parks in front of Great Clips, kills the engine. “Come on,” he says to Sam’s careful look, pats his brother on the knee to encourage him.

The shop is empty, mid-afternoon on a weekday, and a woman with a pile of curls on her head is spinning listlessly back and forth in the chair at the front counter, popping her gum. “Hi!” she says brightly. “What can I do for you boys today?”

“How much is it to get your head shaved?”

“Ten bucks.” She pops her gum again. “Which one of you?”

“Both,” Dean answers, and Sam makes a noise that’s basically a squeak (which Dean is totally gonna make fun of him for later), stares wide-eyed with shock.

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Art commissioned from the unfathomably talented @hellhoundsprey.

weytani  asked:

if you're still accepting, root/shaw and number 62 !!

From this Send me a pairing and a number prompt thing

“It’s only one night, we’ll just share the bed.”

“You’re can’t be serious.” It’s not a question because in Shaw’s mind there’s no way it could be. Not when the night is in an abandoned home in the Russian tundra and the bed in question (the only furniture left in the house strangely) is a race car shaped children’s bed.

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It hit me.

It just hit me that I’m never going to have a new episode of PLL again. I’m not talking about the bs of PLL that’s been the last two years, I’m talking about when there was no pressure to really know who A is. When the girls were just living and figuring out themselves in a world of A. Growing up with characters. Living through the characters. There literally will never be another moment like this for me. I’m too old to have these connections with teens again. This. This brought tears to my eyes. I’m actually hurt right now. Spencer, Aria, Hanna, Emily, Alison, Mona, Ezra, Caleb, Toby: they’re all just names now. There’s no more first kisses or new feelings. The story is o v e r. really over. No more Tuesday nights. No more theories. No more praying for an outcome you know Marlene would never allow. This is so wild to me. I somehow feel older today. I became an adult today. Somehow my childhood ended yesterday and it just now hit me.

GW Soundtrack

and character songs.

The nostalgia!! I was cleaning my old things and found my Gundam Wing Soundtrack cassette tapes collection (along with some model kits I own). Yes, the old cassette tapes! I haven’t listened to them in ages. Unfortunately, I no longer have the means to play them (shame on me who has no single mp3 of them until now!), so I thank God for the internet. I can still remember how TWO-MIX rocked my world and how I would listen to the character songs before I sleep. (That’s how, ladies & gentlemen, I spent my childhood). 

Opening & Ending (w/ coupling)

Character Songs

Heero Yuy (Hikaru Midorikawa)

Relena Darlian (Akiko Yajima)

Duo Maxwell (Toshihiko Seki)

Trowa Barton (Shigeru Nakahara)

Quatre Raberba Winner (Ai Orikasa)

Chang Wufei (Ryuzo Ishino)

Zechs Merquise (Takehito Koyasu)

Treize Khushrenada (Ryotarou Okiayu)

Lady Une (Sayuri)

Dorothy Catalonia (Naoko Matsui)

(Songs with no links…well, they can be found/downloaded if searched via google, I just linked those that can be easily found in YT). YT Link for the OST, btw. Still awesome and gives me goosebumps.


Everybody is like “Kageyama stop meeting fishy athletes from other sports teams”

And Kageyama’s like “mada mada dane" 

You all can talk about how cruel is John Green for killing off main characters and breaking your heart, but the worst thing I’ve ever read is The Last Battle. Yeah, Chronicles of Narnia.
(akward pause before I start screaming)
Alright, I just hate that.

so tonight was the badfic panel and at first i was all “man, last year a dude dressed as the stig literally somersaulted out of the crowd to read a shitty harry potter crossover for us, how are we ever gonna beat that”

but then we announced that the next reading was from same love lockdown, and somebody in the audience confessed that the epic tale of macklemore and kanye’s romance was their doing

i had the boyfriend read chapter seven. after he read out “don’t get butthurt if you get memed on!” the entire room gave a standing ovation. 

my favorite con moments are those ones that, when i look back on them (as a writer and lover of obnoxious, bizarre, overly coincidental campy bullshit), and think “i would not have scripted that any other way.”

thank you, yourheadcanon. you have truly given us a gift that keeps on giving.

lreesadrielart  asked:

I know I left a comment but have to say. I remember when One Piece started here in America, I remember when it got dubbed, I remember the awful 4Kids dub, I remember eagerly awaiting each chapter that came out. I remember when Naruto, Bleach and One Piece were the golden age of anime.. and a heavy part of my teenage years. Now that One Piece ends.. I.... I honestly dont know what Im going to do with myself. It'll be like a chapter of my childhood finally ended D:

YEAH SAME LIKE I liked Naruto just fine but it was never what One Piece was for me. One Piece ending wont go out with the bang that Naruto did here in the US but it’s the THE TOP selling manga of all time in Japan and I can only imagine what that’ll be like over there.

But I know I’ll cry my eyes out like a dang baby once it does end. I think we still have a good 5-7 years left to go tbh, that’s still a really long time. There’s still so much left to tie up and resolve. I can’t see it ending anytime soon.

Headcanons! Because I can't help it...


- Despite completely being his father’s child, he grows up to become a combat medic on par with Tsunade and Sakura, taking over the medical corps and being a beast on the battlefield

- His Uzumaki chakra makes his healing abilities incredibly potent and the Byakugan allows him to heal people faster and with more finesse

- Has his father’s chakra capacity with his mother’s control and also inherited the Byakugan (which was activated in a similar manner to the Sharingan), though when deactivated his eyes remain blue and normal

- Has Lightning and Wind chakra which he uses to jump-start the body and perform emergency medical miracles

- Ridiculously protective of his sister and mother, and (secretly) his father

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lhopper16  asked:

What do you think of a Lion king AU I've already gotten it drawn and figured whose who in the story


I guess I should thank Kubo for finally helping me get over Bleach for good. I will definitely not buy anything else related to Bleach and I will also not support anything else Kubo does in the future.

I think I’ve mentioned many times that I’ve been a fan of Bleach for over 7 years now. I remember being 10 and watching Bleach all summer and loving all the characters to bits. Rukia managed to become my all time favorite character, surpassing my love for Sailor Venus and Andriod 18. I remember going into the IchiRuki tag when I didn’t even have a tumblr and it was IR that finally pushed me to open an account. Which I’m glad for because I’ve met a lot of great people and it’s still an amazing fandom. For the past 2 years I got into Bleach again and my love for this pairing came back. As you can see my blog is almost exclusively IR.

I will cherish the nice memories I had with this manga. However, saying that i don’t regret watching it would be a lie. I regret waiting for every Thursday for a chapter. Because, apparently it was a waste of my time. Not just because of the shipping, but the mistreatment of my favorite characters. Ichigo not being a Shinigami when he was desperate to be one, Orihime married to a guy who called her by her last name the whole time, Rukia (who he himself said is a main character) not having panel time 90% of the time, Ishida whose whole development went down the drain, etc. To me this whole ending was a HIMYM type ending……and that didn’t go so well.

To all the IchiRuki shippers: I still believe we had the upper hand. We had the poems, the manga moments, the novels, the color spreads, etc. So we still made a good decision to ship this pairing…

I might not read the last chapter but all I wanna say is: Kubo congrats on shooting yourself on the foot, IchiHime shippers congrats on having a pairing with no development become canon. I’m very sad to see what Bleach has become considering how great it used to be. I guess now it’s time to move on to other things because a part of my childhood has just ended.

(P.s I hope the ticket sales for the musical or whatever are good :))

So my mom, who passed away about 2 years ago, saved fucking everything.

Apparently. Momentos out the ass. As her eldest son, I ended up with everything. It was probably more than being the eldest. It probably had something to do with me telling all my relatives “I want everything you don’t.”

My sister scooped up her PT Cruiser and furniture. My son nailed her piano. Me? I got boxes and boxes of momentos.

I’ve been going through them, off and on, these last two years, trying to thin the herd. I tried going through them a few months after she died, but I’d just cry and get smashed and not throw anything away. I wrote a post about it, I believe, something about “How do you throw your dead mother’s high school diploma away?”

Well, today I threw my dead mother’s high school diploma away.

There are so many memories in these boxes, and not just about my mom but about my whole family.

She saved EVERYTHING about her kids, and what I learned going through the boxes–labelled “KIDS”–is that I came in second for everything. Not in terms of family, as I was sort of a golden child (sorry about that sis), but in terms of every pre-teen competition I ever entered. Seriously, there are like a dozen second place ribbons for me. No first place, no third place. “Michael Kindt, Second Place in the Science Fair” ; “Michael Kindt, Second Place in P.E. Day”; “Michael Kindt, Second Place in the Spelling Bee”; “Michael Kindt, Second Place in the 6th Grade Wrestling Tourney.” And on and on.

I’m tellin’ ya, always the bridesmaid, never the bride…

So my goal is to strike a balance between reasonable momento-ing and complete lack of sentimentality. I mean, shit, I already got a few boxes of momentos from my own damn kid’s childhood. Where does it all end? Am I just going to end up buried in boxes of memories, or will I just chuck everything and live out my days in an empty and sterile white room?

This shit is harder than you realize!