The thing that I love the most about Doctor Who is that it’s just SOOOOOO bad. It’s awful. It’s dreadful. It’s cheesy and stupid and terrible. It has dialogue like “I am the beep of all the meeps!” It’s truly the most embarrassing cringeworthy thing you’ve ever seen. It’s been that way for 60 years. It’s gonna be that way for another 60. It doesn’t matter what kind of budget or fan base they receive. It’s always gonna be this stupid.
I love it so fucking much.
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I love everything about this new movie already.
An interesting concept
Beautiful beautiful redesign
New voice actor and it's my top 5 all time favorite Hiroshi Kamiya
I just love the purple/blue tint to everything and how Kusuriuri's new design just fit
The new music, different to the anime's staccato-ish music, but still hold the essence of what make Mononoke unique
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Finally started aftg and I won’t go chapter by chapter cause your entire blog rn is aftg related rn and I don’t want all of us to spam the same insane parts but fucking hell. I’m two chapters in. This is the most emo book I’ve ever read and while I think I might encounter problems later rn I’m kinda loving it what the fuck is going on. I thought I’d hate it. I need to read more before I have an opinion but. She has so many sentences that are overdone or just not good and then like “Neil knew Kevin's face as well as he knew his own, the consequence of watching Kevin grow up in the public eye from a thousand or more miles away.” “Neil didn't think "good" was supposed to feel like a knife in his chest.” “Still, (Wymack’s understanding) was more than he’d ever gotten. He had to look away.” FOLLOWED BY wild ass shit like “‘Don't be so afraid to die,’ Aaron said as the car kept gliding across the four-lane road to an exit ramp. ‘If you are, you have no place on our court.’” “How stupid, that someone so short could have such presence.” The fact that Aaron not having cigarettes in his pocket anymore lead him to know Andrew wasn’t medicated anymore? Like oh my god what is her brain like. Also I can see her influence in your writing/what you like to write, I do NOT mean that in a rude way like I think you took hers and improved on it bc shes grammatically wack but I’m reading it and I can’t see why you like it from what I’ve seen in your writing. It’s not that the writing itself sounds like you it just seems like the overall thing is something you would write. Less hectic though but as impactful? I had a book I read at 10 that I didn’t remember at all I only knew I loved it and I looked at the synopsis and read to my friend and he was like “bestie this sound like your book, you’d writing that” and the plots aren’t even close to the same or anything it’s just the tropes I guess? Bits of it where I must’ve read it and loved it and kept it in my mind for later, I feel like this book is that but to you. I could be wrong completely tho. Which given how much I like your writing and how I like this so far and how you post about it, I feel this looming sense of dread at finishing this series. I know it isn’t going to go well but I have to continue 😭 - 🫐
you know im really not enjoying the whole 'im reading aftg and am realising a lot of unsettling truths about miss hella1975' trend we've got going on. how about we stop talking for a little while
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Gallacrafts - Choose your own space adventure 🚀🌌🔫🌠
You guys know I love my mixed media paper crafts for @gallacrafts, and I even got to incorporate another thing I love, outer space. So excited to have the chance to goo back to a pervious theme as I missed out on the start of this wonderful monthly fun. I picked October 2021: choose your own adventure
And even a short fic to go with it !
As Tami enters the back door into the Gallagher kitchen, she is immediately suspicious as both Lip and Debbie are relaxing at the table childless. Even though they were supposedly tag teaming kid duty today, while she worked a full bridal party at the salon this Saturday.
Debbie is scrolling her phone while munching on a plate of snacks, that were probably at one point Franny and Fred’s. Lip on the other hand is busy with his latest knitting project, concentrating hard on the green yarn transforming into another kids hat in his lap.
“Alight, I gotta know, what have you two done with the kids?”
The pair of siblings finally acknowledge that she’s in the room and give her a quick and hurried “Shhh”, then point into the living room.
Quietly Tammi peaks around the corner, at first seeing no one. Then hears quite giggles and exaggerated imitation explosion sounds. All that can be seen are four sets of shoes, two large and two small peaking out from under the star blanket that covers the hiding space under the front stairs.
Mickey’s brown boots are farthest away from her with a pair of tiny red shoes, belonging to her son, wiggling excitedly slotted between the larger ones. Obviously enjoying whatever game is taking place while sitting in his uncle’s lap. Even Tami gets a kick out of how much her little Freddie has taken to him lately, and the fact that Lip still gets all flustered over it.
The extra-large sneakers bookending small bouncing purple ones confirm that Franny too is having a blast with her uncles and cousin under the stairs. Lately the little redhead has taken every opportunity to team up with her just as redheaded uncle when she can, clamming ‘us gingers need to stick together’, how can Ian say no to that.
Standing silently beside the chair she hears an epic space battle unfold.
“Okay Fred, should we fire the mustard or ketchup phasers?
“Kat!”
“Ketchup it is! Ready, Fire!”
“Your hotdog rocket is no match for our slime ship Mick!”
“Yeah! Our slime ship!”
“Come on Fran, get the slime bombs ready for attack.”
“Good thing our outer bun haul will protect us from your gross ass ship”
“Gooos!”
“Shoot em, get em Fran!”
“Incoming! Pew Pew!”
“Come on little man, we’ll swing outta the way behind these fucking weird popcorn asteroids!”
“Voom voom”
The strange, yet entertaining adventure continues in the living room as Tami returns to the kitchen.
“How long have they been under there?” she whispers to Lip
“At least an hour, but I’ll take the free babysitting”
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