#midway 2019

[alloverandrestart]

Nick Jonas as Bruno Gaido in Midway (2019)

[bobbie-robron]

And all we can do is make sure that these next few weeks are… the opposite to rubbish.

09-Sep-2019

[alpinelogy]

i should start a list of sports guys that would qualify for the 'what the fuck is that' 'a baby' meme on tiktok because ive thought that about like five different guys today

[gameofthunder66]

'Midway' (2019) film

-watched 7/29/2023- 3 [1/2] stars- on Tubi (free)

[mandymoore]

Midway: Stills (2019)

[m0e-ru]

going back in time to convince sogabe to write marie into the manga using the amnesia gimmick and make the manga at least two volumes longer

[sarcasmic-skies]

pearl harbor (2001) dir. michael bay is so terrible i hate all the characters except earl and tony there’s not enough war in this war film and the romance love triangle plot is just. abysmal. riddled w inaccuracies and racism i am tired i just want ONE good pearl harbor depiction goddammit

[sophiemars]

Midway (2019) has the weirdest fucking cast ever, but I mean this in a positive way. You got Dennis Quaid, Woody Harrelson, Patrick Wilson, Luke Evans, Nick Jonas, Darren Criss and Alexander Ludwig... but then it's a WWII airplane movie??? So fucking random

[lokisaved]

As you can tell we're BACK IN BUSINESS BABY!! Hopefully this means I'll get everything cleared out, and then I can start posting the +1600 posts in my drafts! Also in chronological order.

It's gonna be a while still lol

[gavidbowie]

[nayedoll]

Best Friends

joost klein x reader

description: you have always considered joost to be your best friend, oblivious to his feelings for you. after three years of quiet yearning, joost finally finds hope after you break up with your boyfriend, letting your true feelings for him come to light.

cw : fluff, friends to lovers, angstyyyy

word count : 2.6k

rpf ahead, do not read if uncomfortable !!!

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2019, at some song festival in Amsterdam; that was the first time you and Joost met.

Joost was sitting somewhere on the festival grounds, chatting with his equally drunk friends over the loud music. His eyes scanned the venue, littered with small lights as he sensed the electric atmosphere of the crowd surrounding him.

Then, his gaze settled on you approaching from afar, Alanis’ hand in yours so as to not get lost amongst all the people around you. Joost smiled as Alanis introduced you to the rest, saying that you were her friend who had just moved to the country.

Everything about you was perfect. Your hair was blowing in the gentle breeze as the colorful lights from the main stage highlighted your face, the shy smile on your lips becoming all the more apparent. You were wearing a short red dress that contrasted beautifully with the black outfits of everyone else and an oversized jacket on top that matched the material of Joost’s own jacket.

You instinctively sat down next to Joost whose friendly smile helped soothe your nerves. You couldn’t quite explain it but he radiated a sense of comfort and warmth that made you want to stick closer to him, despite having just met him. Maybe it was his dazzling smile or the entrancing blue color of his eyes or maybe it was just him in general. The way he softly spoke to you as if he had known you since forever, the awkward giggles that escaped his lips in between telling silly jokes, making you laugh along with him. You liked him.

It didn’t take long for you and Joost to become friends -best friends to be exact- as you quickly found a place in the friend group.

Joost felt so lucky, so blessed that you had stumbled into his life, slowly falling in love with you all the more with each passing day. You felt a certain way about him too, though you dismissed it as nothing. Platonic is what you called it in an attempt to mask your true feelings that you couldn’t act upon. Something else that was holding you back.

That something, Joost found out about shortly after.

You had both attended a friend’s house party, initially as a big group but got separated as the night progressed, in the various rooms of the house.

At some point, Joost was looking for you amidst all the drunk people that reeked of alcohol and cigarettes. He was planning on telling you how he felt for some time now and the handful shots of vodka he had previously taken, gave him the last bit of courage he needed.

A friend of his stopped him midway, making small talk as Joost looked around impatiently in hopes of catching a glimpse of you.

His eyes scanned the place some more before he finally found you but you weren’t looking at him. Instead you were on top of someone else with your lips hungrily pressed against his.

Joost felt heavy and the noise around him seemed to stop.

“Dude, you alright?” his friend asked, partly bringing him back to reality.

“Who is that?” Joost simply said with his eyes still glued on you as he nodded to your direction.

“Who?” his friend yelled looking back to you, “Oh him? That’s Y/n’s boyfriend,” he explained, “They’ve been together for some time, I think. He’s partly the reason she moved here,”

Joost nodded nonchalantly in contrast to the chaos that was his mind at that moment. His friend went on to talk about something else but all he could hear was the sound of the word boyfriend replaying in his head. Boyfriend? He should have expected it. To you, he was nothing more than a best friend.

He spent the next hour, alone on the balcony, smoking every cigarette in his pack, down to the last. lHe was hurt and confused, trying to understand why you hadn’t told him about your boyfriend. To be fair, you had given him a reason to think that there was something more there.

However, all of his bad feelings quickly subsided when you came out to the balcony, also alone, smiling brightly at the sight of him. You sat down next to him in excitement, relatively drunk as you rumbled about the party. Joost didn’t mention anything about what he had seen earlier. He only listened to you with a loving smile like he always did. He would wait for you.

—

Three years have passed since then.

Things slightly changed in your life as you slowly adapted to your new lifestyle in Amsterdam and realized many things. For one, you recognized how different you and your boyfriend, Adam, really were as he began showing his true self.

It was only recently that you broke up with him as your relationship had become a pile of screaming matches and his unreasonable jealous outbursts. You had tried really hard to ignore all the problems, get past them since the beginning but truly, you were growing more impatient with him by the day as his behavior became more toxic and something you couldn’t just push to the side anymore.

The final straw was when Adam asked you -practically demanded- to stop seeing Joost because according to him, men and women can’t be friends. A series of heated arguments followed at the end of which you briefly ended things with him and left his house without a second thought.

He tried to reach out multiple times but you didn’t budge, making your decision clear. In complete honesty, it wasn’t easy at first. Despite everything, you had been with him for quite some time and getting used to being alone was a struggle. But as time passed, only then did you look back on your relationship and realize just how toxic it was.

Ironically enough, Joost was there for you since the beginning. When he was with you, all the stress and loneliness you were feeling disappeared as he always came up with a way to lift your spirits.

You had been best friends for long enough but really, something felt different now. It almost felt like you were getting to know him again, truly appreciating how caring and loving he was. While you were with Adam, you could never get too close or too intimate with Joost. But lately, it seemed like all you needed, wanted was to be with him, just the two of you, enjoying each other’s company.

You had been spending the day at his place and vice versa, doing whatever, be it talking, watching movies or cooking -though you were the one doing the actual cooking while he entertained you.

Today was one of those days again. Joost had invited you over to show you some of the songs on his upcoming album and you had agreed, excited that you would see him again and also get to see his work.

Joost opened the door and entered his apartment, grocery bags still in hand. He had left you alone briefly to get some beers and food since you had spontaneously decided to spend the night at his place.

He placed the beers atop the kitchen counter, while humming one of his songs but paused briefly, confused by the silence of the house. Normally, you would have already come into the kitchen, talking his ear off about whatever topic you were most interested in at that time. You would always apologize afterwards for talking so much but Joost didn’t mind, he liked hearing your voice, seeing you get so passionate about something.

“Y/n?” He yelled out, expecting a response from the living room where he had last left you in but the silence continued.

“Earth to Y/n,” he said in a deeper voice, cupping his hands around his mouth as he walked through the house.

He came into the living room and it didn’t take long to spot you, passed out on the couch. You were sleeping soundly with Joost’s chunky headphones slowly sliding off your head.

Joost smiled softly at the sight, then tip toed over to the couch and sat down next to you, his body sinking into the plush mattress of the sofa. One of his songs was playing from the headphones in a muffled sound which earned a small laugh from him. How could you have possibly fallen asleep during any of his songs?

He removed the headphones carefully, pausing the music on the phone that was also slipping from your hand. His eyes lingered on your face.

Your lips were slightly parted with a hint of lip gloss on them as soft sighs escaped your mouth. Your hair delicately fell on your face that was slowly sinking into the couch pillows on your side.

Joost sighed, a bittersweet feeling coming over him. He loved you so much. From that moment at the festival until now, you were still so beautiful, both in appearance and in character. Back then at that party, he had lost all hope when he saw you kissing Adam. He had never liked him, or the way he treated you. But now that you had finally broken up with him, that hope was rekindled.

He brushed the hair out of your face, resting his hand lightly against your cheek just for a moment longer, caressing it with his thumb.

The sensation caused you to wake up, your eyes opening ever so slightly as you rubbed them with your hands. You purred, instinctively leaning into his touch as you looked up at him, your vision still blurry.

“Hey,” you smiled, recognizing the person in front of you to be Joost. The sun rays coming through the window casted a warm glow on his face and gave his blonde hair a golden hue.

“Good morning,” Joost grinned, then furrowed his brows, “Oh wait, it’s 7 pm,” he teased, you lightly slapped him on his shoulder and scoffed.

“Very funny,” you said in a mocking tone and rolled your eyes.

You stared at each other in silence as a sudden heat spread across your face and you held your breath. His blue eyes screamed of desperation, the need to say something and you sensed a hesitation in him that you had never seen before.

You blinked rapidly and pulled away from his touch. Joost quickly withdrew his hand that was on your cheek, clearing his throat amidst the awkward silence.

“Did you get any beers?” you asked in an attempt to restore the comfort that previously filled the air as you shifted in your seat.

“Uh- yes, yes I did,” Joost breathed, giving you a strained smile, “Got your favorite ones actually,”

A small smile formed on your lips.

“No way,” you exclaimed, “Heineken?”. Joost gave you a soft nod.

“You know me so well, Joost.”

And he did. All those years and he still remembered the smallest of things about you when your ex didn’t even know what your favorite color was. Probably another reason why you broke up with him, you guessed.

“Eh it’s nothing,” Joost said bashfully, looking away from you, God he was so adorable when he got flustered.

“No, really,” A hint of seriousness took over your voice, “You know me better than I even know myself at times,” you said, letting out a small laugh at the cheesiness of your words but what you were saying was true.

Joost’s smile widened, his dimples sticking out all the more.

“And…” your voice trailed off as you tried to process your thoughts, “Thank you for always being there for me. You’ve treated me even better than my goddamn boyfriend,” It felt like you were drunk, the words spilling out of you quickly. You had so many things to say to him, all of which you didn’t even know you had hidden in you. “Ex boyfriend,” you corrected yourself in a firm voice.

Joost felt his pulse quicken, fighting the urge to kiss you right then and there.

“He was an asshole anyways,” he said bluntly causing you to laugh.

“Yeah he was,” you sighed, “Maybe I should have dated you instead!”.

You stayed silent, taking in the gravity of your words. Deep down you weren’t joking when you said that. Truthfully, the thought had crossed your mind before but you always discarded it and felt guilty afterwards.

You noticed Joost being abnormally quiet as well and glanced at him, distinguishing a sadness in his eyes.

“What is it?” You asked, your gaze immediately shifting to worried.

Joost swallowed hard, averting his eyes from you. If only you knew.

“Nothing,” he mumbled, anxiously running his hand through his hair. You narrowed your eyes at him.

“Are you sure?” You shifted closer to him, your voice soft but layered with concern. He only hummed in response, looking down at his tattoos as his fingers grazed his bare arm.

“Hey,” you said, gently wrapping your arm around him, “You can tell me anything, you know?” You sensed just how tense he was and a wave of guilt overcame you. Why wasn’t he telling you? Was he mad at you for something? He did seem a little off ever since you broke up with Adam but you brushed it off, thinking of it as work stress from preparing his album.

“Joost?” you pressed and caressed his hair. That made him turn to look at you as you realized the increased proximity between you and him, feeling his breath hot against your skin.

Then, Joost took one quick glance at your lips and he leaned in.

You didn’t pull back. Something felt right about this, the way his soft lips touched yours with a kind of passion you’d never experienced before. He pulled your face closer and deepened the kiss as you made a soft sound against his lips.

So many thoughts were racing in your mind. That same feeling overtook you, the one from that night when you first met Joost and had been trying to suppress for so long; he was never just your best friend and only now did you have the courage to admit it to yourself.

Once his lips were apart from yours, the only sound that filled the room was the heavy breathing coming from both of you. You looked at him, your arms lightly wrapped around his neck. He smiled sweetly and you did too as you stared in each other’s eyes like two kids in love.

“I’ve wanted to do this for so fucking long,” he muttered, gently running his hands up and down the sides of your stomach, “I love you, Y/n.”

You inhaled deeply, your guilt returning as you thought about how oblivious you had been all this time. How long had he been keeping this to himself?

“I’m sorry,” you breathed. Joost raised an eyebrow, laughing softly.

“You’re saying sorry after I said I love you? Damn.” He said, sounding slightly offended.

“No!” You chuckled. “I’m sorry because I acted like a fool. I shied away from my feelings and I didn’t realize sooner that you felt this way about me and I should have realized sooner and-”

“Alright, alright,” Joost cut you off in his usual reassuring tone. You exhaled a long sigh as he placed both hands on your shoulders to comfort you. “Calm down, lieverd” he smiled. Even now, he was still so willing to make you feel better when he should be upset with you or at the very least, pretend to be it.

“I guess what I’m trying to say is that I love you too.” You said, watching as a proud smile grew on Joost’s lips.

“Took you long enough,” he teased.

“Hey!” You slapped him on his arm, he mouthed sorry repeatedly before pulling you in for another kiss. This time, it felt sweeter, more controlled as you both now shared the feeling of contentment in your heart.

You broke the kiss and drew back from him shortly.

“So when are we drinking the beers?” you asked jokingly, your hands tracing to his belt.

Joost smiled, grabbing your waist to bring you closer to him.

“That can wait.”

[sasaranurude]

Okay. I've been playing Tokyo Debunker today, since the release happened to catch me on a day when all I'd planned to do was write fanfiction. I just finished reading the game story prologue (it was longer than expected!), so here's a review type post. If you're reading this post not having seen a single thing about this game: it's a story-based joseimuke gacha mobile game that just released globally today. It's about a girl who suddenly finds herself attending a magic school and mingling with elite, superhuman students known as ghouls. If you look in the tumblr tag for the game you'll see what appears to be a completely different game from 2019 or so: they retooled it completely midway through development, changing just about everything about it due to "escalating competition within the gaming industry."

I'll talk about how this looks like a blatant twst clone at the end.

Starting with the positive: The story is charming. I enjoyed it thoroughly the entire time and am excited to read more. The mix between visual novel segments and motion comics was really nice--it broke things up and added a lot of oomph to the action or atmospheric scenes that visual novels generally lack. I like the art in the comic parts a lot. the live2d in the visual novel parts is... passable. Tone-wise, I think the story was a little bit all over the place and would like to see more of the horror that it opened on, but I didn't mind the comedic direction it went in either. The translation is completely seamless. The characters so far all have unique voices and are just super fun and cute. Of the ones who've had larger roles in the story so far, there's not a single one I dislike. It's all fully voiced in Japanese and the acting is solid. (I don't recognize any voices, and can't seem to find any seiyuu credits, so it seems they're not big names, but they deliver nonetheless.) Kaito in particular I found I was laughing at his lines a ton, both the voicing and the writing.

He's looking for a girlfriend btw. Spreading the word.

The problem is like. The gameplay is the worst dark-pattern microtransaction-riddled bullshit I've ever seen. Hundred passive timers going at all times. Fifty different item-currencies. Trying to get you to spend absurd amounts of real world money at every turn. There's like five different indicators that take you to various real-money shop items that I don't know how to dismiss the indicator, I guess you just have to spend money, wtaf. Bajillion different interlocking systems mean you have zero sense of relative value of all the different item-currencies. I did over the course of the day get enough diamonds for one ten-pull, which I haven't used yet. Buying enough diamonds for a ten-pull costs a bit under $60 (presumably USD, but there's a chance the interface is automatically making that CAD for me--not gonna spend the money to check lmfao), with an SSR rate of 1%. BULLSHIIIIIT.

There's like a goddamn thousand-word essay explaining the dozen different types of character upgrades and equippables and equippables for the equippables!! Bad! Bad game design! That's just overcomplicating bullshit to trick people into thinking they're doing something other than clicking button to make number go up! That is not gameplay!

In terms of the actual gameplay, there is none. The battle system is full auto. There might be teambuilding, but from what I've seen so far, most of that consists of hoping you pull good cards from gacha and then clicking button to make number go up. There's occasional rhythm segments but there's no original music, it's just remixes of public domain classical music lmao. I'd describe the rhythm gameplay as "at least more engaging than twisted wonderland's," which is not a high bar

At least there's a cat in the rhythm bit.

And like, ok, I gotta remark on how derivative it is. Like I mentioned in my post earlier, this game is unabashedly aping twisted wonderland's setting and aesthetic. (That said, most of the stuff it steals from twst is magic school stuff that twst also basically stole from Harry Potter, so...?) However, it isn't exactly like twst: in this one, the characters say fuck a lot and bleed all over the place and do violence. Basically, the tone is a fair bit more adult than twst's kid-friendly vibe. (Not, like, adult adult, and I probably wouldn't even call it dark--it's still rated Teen lol. Just more adult than twst.)

Rather than just being students at magic school, the ghouls also go out into the mundane world to go on missions where they fight and investigate monsters and cryptids. Honestly, the magic school setting feels pretty tacked-on. The things that are enjoyable about this would've been just as enjoyable in about any other setting--you can tell this whole aspect was a late trend-chasing addition, lmao. So, yeah, it's blatantly copying twst to try to steal some players, but... Eh, I found myself not caring that much. Someone more (or less) into twst than me may find it grating.

Character-wise, eh, sure, yeah, they're a bit derivative in that aspect too, but it's a joseimuke game, the characters are always derivative. Thus far the writing & execution has been solid enough that I didn't care if they were tropey. If I were to compare it to something else, I'd say the relationship between the protagonist and the ghouls feels more like that of the sage and wizards in mahoyaku than anything from twst. There's some mystery in exactly what "ghouls" are and their place in this world that has me intrigued and wanting to know more about this setting and how each of the characters feels about it. I have a bad habit of getting my hopes up for stories that put big ideas on the table and then being disappointed when they don't follow through in a way that lives up to my expectations, though.

So, my final verdict: I kind of just hope someone uploads all the story segments right onto youtube so nobody has to deal with the dogshit predatory game to get the genuinely decent story lol. Give it a play just for the story if you have faith in your ability to resist dark patterns. Avoid at all costs if you know you're vulnerable to gacha, microtransactions, or timesinks.

[alpinelogy]

cycling is so big here and I used to fucking hate it but seeing you be so passionate about it makes me almost like it - like I will never get fully into it but I enjoy seeing you happy about it

Asdfg I am glad my insanity over cycling has had some positive impact. Horses for courses and all but I’m glad you at least dont fucking hate it asdfgh

tell me something on anon you’d never tell me off anon

[balladofsallyrose]

david crosby & joni mitchell

Joni Mitchell and David Crosby, hanging out with Eric Clapton, Micky Dolenz, Laurel Canyon, February 1968 © Henry Diltz. / Cactus Tree - Joni Mitchell / Portrait of David Crosby by Joni Mitchell, 1969 / David Crosby, Panama Canal artwork by Joni Mitchell, 1969 / Guinevere - Crosby, Stills and Nash / A Schooner Runs Through It | BoatUS and Reckless Daugther by David Yaffe / Unknown, Nature film, 1970s / Joni Mitchell listening as David Crosby plays at Cass Elliott’s home, 1968. © Henry Diltz / Remember My Name (2019) dir. Cameron Crowe / Reckless Daugther by David Yaffe / Joni Mitchell signing her record deal with Elliot Roberts (her manager), David Crosby (producer) and Mo Ostin, RCA Record executive, 1967 / David Crosby and Joni Mitchell at Big Sur, Rolling Stone, October 12th 1968 / Coconut Grove / Joni Mitchell wearing David Crosby’s brimmed hat—Sunset Sound Recorders, Los Angeles, CA, 1967 © Sulfiati Magnuson. / Joni Mitchell and David Crosby during recording season to “Song To A Seagull”, 1967 © Sulfiati Magnuson / Quote from Remember My Name (2019) dir. Cameron Crowe / That Song about the Midway - Joni Mitchell / David Crosby Song To A Seagull sleeve, 1967 / David Crosby, 1969 © Henry Diltz / Joni Mitchell describing David Crosby as Yosemite Sam / David Crosby, Joni Mitchell and Graham Nash travel to Big Bear Lake, 1969 © Henry Diltz / Henry Diltz contact sheet, with Joni Mitchell, Graham Nash, and David Crosby. / Joni Mitchell with Crosby, Stills, Nash, & Young, Wembley Stadium, September 14, 1974. © Vin Miles / David Crosby tweeting about Joni Mitchell and Brandi Carlile after their performance at the Newport Folk Festival, July 2022

[mandymoore]

Midway: Stills (2019)

[probablyasocialecologist]

Ancient humans were building large wooden structures �� possibly houses – almost half a million years ago. The discovery, the earliest evidence of wooden construction, suggests that some ancient communities were far less nomadic than we have assumed. “These people were behaving in ways I hadn’t expected,” says Larry Barham at the University of Liverpool, UK. “It’s a disruptive discovery.” Barham and his colleagues uncovered the evidence at Kalambo Falls, an archaeological site in Zambia. In 2019, they spent a month excavating a sandbar some 300 metres upstream of the falls. One of the first artefacts they found was a wooden tool, probably a digging stick. “The number of sites where wood is preserved is small,” says researcher Geoff Duller at Aberystwyth University, UK. As they continued to dig, they made another discovery: a 1.4-metre-long log overlying an even larger log that was too big to fully excavate during their month-long project. They saw that the overlying log had been worked with tools to fashion a deep notch midway along its length. This allowed it to interlock with the underlying log at a 75-degree angle, creating a relatively sturdy joint. The researchers speculate that the two interlocking logs were once part of a larger wooden structure. Duller then dated the artefacts using a technique called post-infrared infrared stimulated luminescence. This involves measuring the time since the mineral grains in the sand that surrounded the wood were last exposed to light prior to their burial. The mineral grains – and the artefacts they surround – were buried about 476,000 years ago, which implies that the wooden structure was built before our species evolved. The engineers therefore belonged to an earlier human species, possibly Homo heidelbergensis.