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smokydoll · 1 year
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Pinocchio / Pinocho (2022)
- Guillermo del Toro
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sweettartforrudy · 1 year
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RUDY PANKOW & MADELYN CLINE as JJ MAYBANK & SARAH CAMERON outer banks season three
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zafironix · 10 months
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The ugly doll
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Te quieren la escoba y el recogedor, te quiere el plumero y el sacudidor, te quieren la araña y el viejo velis, también yo te quiero y te quiero feliz.
Inspired by La muñeca fea, a song by Mexican composer of children's music, Francisco Gabilondo Soler, Cri Cri.
This doll was abandoned and forgotten, so the mice became her only friends. One of them tries to cheer her up by telling her that no matter how broken and dirty she is now, she is unconditionally loved by her new friends. ♡
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rainnotliam · 1 year
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I always like posts that have my mutuals talking about their OC’s and lore when I see it. Idk, maybe it’s just the way they get excited and plan it out that I want to hear more about the story.
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dopaminaaaaa · 2 years
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los malditos orgasmos bajo el efecto del cristal, no se comparan a nadaaaaaa.
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bastet-c-haddock · 11 months
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This Story is a little concept I had in mind for months, but due to my work load I had to pospone until now.
Follows my previous ideas over the Mexican fairytales and nursery rhymes in the Shrekverse.
Link to those concepts at the end of this post.
SPOILERS FOR SHREK 3 AND PUSS IN BOOTS 2
Hope you enjoy it!
TITLE: FAR FAR AWAY'S BEST BARD AND SPY.
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Far Far Away's Theatre was buzzing with music and energy, for tonight was a special night.
After traveling around the world, in search of stories to inspire his songs, the great Christopher Cricket, also known as Cri-Cri was back.
The famous bug was a star all over this enchanted land. Princesses and other fairy tale celebrities attended each of his presentations, not only because of the music and spectacle, but for the entratainment of hearing the stories he brought from across the world. Wether these were merry, or sad. Everyone wanted to know.
Especially, a certain Cat who happened to be around town, curious, as ever, about an old acquaintance of his. At his side, another cat and a small dog. The orange feline spoke, once the group stood in front of the theatre, where music could be heard escaping its walls.
"Kitty, are you sure this...cricket-guy is trustworthy?" He asked, concerned. Normally, he wouldn't ask for info on anyone, unless he was hired for a job. But those days were far beside him.
The black feline replied, smiling widely, sure of her informant "Relax Puss, no one knows anyone better than Cri-Cri."
"How can you be so sure?" Puss asked, anxious.
Kitty gave him a confident side eye "How do you think I knew about The Map?" Raising her eyebrows, smutty.
Puss looked baffled, after thinking, he asked "Wait, didn't Goldie tell you about it?" Confused.
"Of course she did, but she told me Jack Horner had it. When I tried taking it from him, I found out he didn't have it, but it was too late. That day, after he tricked me, I decided to get info on the Map and so, I discovered Cri-Cri thanks to his brother. And so, I knew who Jack sent to fetch it" confident, praising her own genius. "So, if anyone knows where's Max and what he wants with you, is him?" Gesturing with her head at the banners hanging at the theatre's entrance, which had the little brown cricket drawn, smiling and playing his leafy violin.
Puss looked at the images, concerned and nervous. Given his last encounters with Max, he had plenty to worry about, and such, needed an advantage over the rodent. With no other options, he agreed, letting himself be guided to the backstage entry by Kitty. Perrito followed suit.
Once inside, the music became louder, merrier. You could feel its vibrations shake the theatre, as if the building danced to the tunes. The steps of the dancers made the wooden floor tremble. All of those thing weren't enough to distract Puss of his predicament. Just Perrito's happy prancing were enough to pull him out of his thoughts.
"Perrito, do you...know about this Cri-Cri guy?" Confused, asuming their familiarity due to his reaction to the bug's music.
"Of course! My litter mates and I used to hear his songs! He's quite a storyteller!" He answered, dancing and hoping all over the place.
Once they found a good spot to wait for the star to finish his show, they watched the stage and the spectale over it.
In the middle of the stage, was a smaller version of the same, it was projected and magnified via a very thinly crafted contraption that allowed the crowd to watch the small cricket at a bigger scale. One close to a cat, which let him "interact" with his show better. He dances in coordination to his dancers while playing a small violin, made to emulate a leaf, its vines made up the neck.
By the cheery music and dance, it was composed to sound like Cowboy music, once you would prance to at a party. When the lyrics hit, it wasn't a joyful story, but one turned funny due to its narrator. Puss should know, it was Max's Story. Both cats looked at each other, it seemed their question was partly answered. Cristopher knew about Max.
The song continued, only to end as happily as it started, followed by thunderous applause coming from the crowd, who filled the theatre to the top. Cri-Cri bowed to his audience, extending all four of his arms, thankful for the love he's been shown. Once the applause seemed to fade a bit, the cricket spoke. Loudly and clearly.
"Thanks, beloved people of Far Far Away! It's always an honor to have you listen to my stories. None of this would be possible without you." Another round of applause followed, though shorter than the previous one. Once again, the bard spoke after the noise. "Tonight, has been an amazing night! Cheers for more nights like tonight!" A strong multilayered cheers was the audience's response. "But before we call it a night..." positioning his violin back over his shoulder, then, turning to face the royal box, where Arthur was, watching the show. "Your majesty, would you give us the honor?" The little bug asked, bowing respectfully at the Young King.
"Only if you'd do it with me, Mr. Cricket" Arthur replied, he sounded way older than Puss remembered. Sometimes he forgot how time went by, especially after leaving Far Far Away last time in search of retribution and glory.
"It'll be my pleasure!" Cri-Cri stood once more, preparing to play one last tune.
The whole theatre turned silent, expecting a queue...
A note, then a line, sang by the King and the Bard. "¿Quien es el que anda ahi?"
"Es Cri-Cri" the audience replied, perfectly coordinated "Es Cri-Cri"
"¿Y quien es ese señor?" The two vocalists continued.
"¡El Grillo Cantor!"
The orchestra finished the song, as the little showman gave his last bow. The theatre rumbled with applause, whistles and Bravos as the curtains closed.
That, was Team Friendship's queue...
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Yeah, this is only Part 1 of...many I got half written inside my head. I'm writing this in my spare time so bare with me.
If you like what you read, like it and maybe tell me what you think!
To know more about Max and Charlotte, you can read their story here:
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rius-cave · 1 year
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I had a vision
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mamivenprendete · 2 years
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¿ℙ𝕠𝕣𝕢𝕦𝕖́ 𝕒 𝕝𝕠𝕤 𝕔𝕣𝕚𝕜𝕠𝕤𝕠𝕤 𝕤𝕚𝕖𝕞𝕡𝕣𝕖 𝕤𝕖 𝕟𝕠𝕤 𝕙𝕒𝕔𝕖 𝕥𝕒𝕣𝕕𝕖 𝕡𝕒𝕣𝕒 𝕥𝕠𝕕𝕠? 🤔
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black-haired-aiden · 2 years
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Ya llevamos muy bien la abstinencia y subimos 5 kilos
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thehippygipsy · 1 year
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© Alessia Policano
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airmanisr · 1 year
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Douglas C-47B, F-AZOX, La Ferte Alais / Cerny, 04-06-2022
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Douglas C-47B, F-AZOX, La Ferte Alais / Cerny, 04-06-2022 by Gordon Riley Via Flickr: With Dassault MD-311 Flamant, F-AZKT and Cri Cri F-PZXU
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honiegoo · 2 years
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Lets hear that pikmin talk
B R E A T H E S
I feel like the wipeout of humans could've been from war between each other (perhaps a full on nuclear war) or just them killing the planet with pollution. Maybe it's a mix of both since the oxygen is now way too poisonous to breathe.  Or maybe the humans pulled a WALL-E and escaped the planet. Whatever humans managed to survive or...perhaps was aware of the situation and were handpicked to escape...which is messed up jfc
Due to the toxic of the planet. Plant life and animals mutated to adjust to the harshness of it. I’m not sure how many years that could've taken but look at all the lifeforms now. Most of them are pretty mangled or morphed to adapt.
Maybe it's just the game's perspective but time goes EXTREMELY fast. With the days only lasting 13 minutes at least. I wonder if PNF-404 orbits the sun much faster. I mean, Olimar transitioning from 1 & 2 is literally him flying back home, staying for 3 minutes (exaggerating ofc) and going back.  And those levels/areas from 1 are played in 2...all of which COMPLETELY changed. So I'm not sure if it's the mix of space time we are all not able to fully grasp or the 13 minute days that make up that huge time gap.
Now the Hocotatians and Koppians are interesting. They look just like humans but extremely small and pointed ears (noses vary too) I wonder if these guys are descendants from those handful of humans that managed to escape the planet. I find it odd for aliens to look just like us  and not have any correlation. I mean they can eat the same food we can, shown with the fruit collected in 3... Which I'm curious about how the heck did fruit manage to survive the apocalypse?? Surely they'd also be mutated if that is the case.
I’ve also wondered if the onions and candy pop buds are related Like,,,, maybe they're cousin lifeforms? Because the onion produces pikmin whilst the candy pop bud takes an already alive pikmin and swaps them to a different color/attribute. And by golly don’t get me started on the Onion itself.
The Onion started off as a simple lil housing ship for the Pikmin. But in 3, the Onion is more technology based. And it can even combine with other Onions to create this union of mixed Pikmin. I had thoughts that, since the pikmin are very accustomed to tossing anything and everything at the 3 ships throughout the games, that they probably tested this on the Onion. Consuming abandoned technology made it become what it is in Pikmin 3....
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thesimulacrasimp · 2 years
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cri cri
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simpingwh0re · 2 years
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IM SICK
I HAVE BEEN SICK FOR THE PAST WEEK HELP MY TONSILS HURT >:(((
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redwolf17 · 7 months
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🙃 Regular reminder that while Hozier has amazing love songs, he is ALSO very outspoken about his leftist politics, specifically anti-fascism, anti-racism, reproductive rights, Palestinian rights and more.
Take Me To Church and Foreigner’s God are scathing critiques of organized religion, specifically the Catholic Church and the colonization of Ireland.
Moment’s Silence is about oral sex but it’s ALSO about how that specific sexual act is often distorted to a show of power rather than that of love.
Nina Cried Power is an homage to various (mostly Black) civil rights activists from the US and Ireland and a call to follow their path.
Be criticizes anti-migrant policies and Trump and his ilk.
Jackboot Jump is about the global wave of fascism and about protest and resistance.
Swan Upon Leda is about reproductive rights and the violent colonial oppression of Ireland and Palestine.
Eat Your Young is about the ruinous way the 1%/capitalism and arms dealers prioritize short-term profit over everything else to the detriment of the youth/99%
Butchered Tongue is about Irish and other indigenous languages being suppressed and erased by imperial powers.
If any of the above surprised you, please, please delve deeper into Hozier’s music, you’re missing such an important part of his work.
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dopaminaaaaa · 2 years
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Surrealismo cristalizado,
la culpa dividida entre momentos afuera de mi puerta que no termino de entender,
GrItAn
y yo sencillamente no estoy más en esta órbita.
Estoy muy lejos de la sanidad,
muy lejos de las reglas ortográficas,
de cualquier cosa que se sienta como natural sobre ésta Tierra,
¿alguien sabe lo que está pasando?
se siente irreal,
nadie podría saberlo
¿y qué si lo supieran?
realmente podríannn?????
Estoy en una esfera alterna de comportamiento.
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