#they adopt the three of them at the end

[ohitslen]

OKAY VASHWOOD KIDS ON THE HEAD THIS AFTERNOON HHNNG

While I do think that them having kids of their own is super cute and such a nice thing for them both, I am personally a Vash and Wolfwood adopting children truther. Best part is it was Not Even On Purpose.

The times are less aggressive, their lives are less violent (compared to before) and they are both a lot more free. They aren’t used to living a settled life, in spite of finally having a little home of their own at the outskirts of December.

They still travel around without an aim or clear purpose most often than not. They would visit old friends and the times they decided to stay in a place for a bit longer would either be at Home or the Hopeland Orphanage.

They like it that way. It’s familiar and they don’t have to watch for their heads as much as they did before. They are finally experiencing a much more gentler life of their own.

I imagine them stumbling with some kids, let’s say three, that live on their own in one of their trips. They offer to bring them to the Hopeland Orphanage like they usually do to orphaned kids, so they can live more peacefully. They accept after some more convincing.

During that trip they get to live a bit more closely with the children compared to the way they do with the kids back at the orphanage. They love them oh they do, with all their heart, but the closeness they experience with everyone at the orphanage is more of a caretaker sort of approach and nothing as intimate as taking care of them so personally.

The bumpy trip basically obligated them to be more close to the kids, spending nights and days with them, protecting them from danger, cooking meals for their little group of five, spending a few days in different towns to unwind and buy more resources. It was nice, traveling together like that (even if it did get a little dangerous every now and then when they stumbled upon a fight or two).

The kids start to get very attached to them, and both Vash and Wolfwood admittedly were feeling the same way too. They knew they couldn’t keep the kids, not with their wanderers life style and the danger that was still always present (not as terrible as before, but trouble would always be a part of them as it seemed).

Once they got to December to finally leave the kids at the Orphanage, they decide it’s a good time for them to have one of their long stays at the orphanage until their next trip. All of the kids love them both, and they return the sentiment as well. However, it’s evident how their closeness was bigger with the kids they just traveled around with. They knew a bit more about each other with more precision, they were a bit more affectionate with them, the kids would look for Wolfwood and Vash so they could spend more time together. It wasn’t rare for the kids to go and sleep with either of them at night or taking naps with them, but those three particular children would always sleep with them, all snuggled up and warm in their embrace.

It was nice, it almost felt like a little family of their own. Wolfwood remembers how nice it was to live in the orphanage with the other kids, and Vash loved his time with Rem and Knives when they were little, not to mention the people at Home later on, but neither of them really had a grasp of something in their lives they could call wholly theirs, something stable, something constant.

Their stay at the orphanage lasted from their usual month and a half to two months, and then three, until they thought it was a good time for some time of their own back at their little house (living with so many kids always around the corner didn’t provide much space for privacy, much less now that the three kids would follow them as if they were their shadows).

The kids were disappointed and a little sad that their time to leave had come already, even if they had stayed longer than what they usually did this time. Their three little kids were the ones that looked the most anguished from them all, and neither Nick or Vash missed that detail.

When they arrived to their home, they cleaned first, the dust had settled in their house and they could barely move without gusts of it coming to invade their lungs. After they quickly got rid of the most they could they finally got to rest and get some alone time of their own.

The days passed, and the quiet time between them was appreciated, but it felt a bit too quiet. They had quickly grown used to the noise that came with being around the kids in that short time. Maybe it was thanks to the fact that their lives were much kinder now, but something inside of them itched at the thought of not having the kids by their side, of not being together.

They knew what it was after sparing it a second to think of it a bit more.

“You know, I think it would be nice if we stay in here for a bit longer” Vash said out of the blue one day while they were making breakfast together, a soft and genuine smile hanging on his face.

“Yeah, I was thinking the same thing” Wolfwood answered back with a smile of his own, focused at chopping a portion of vegetables a bit too big for two people, it was probably enough to feed five mouths perhaps.

[ayo-edebiri]

DOES IT DRIVE YOU CRAZY JUST HOW FAST THE NIGHT CHANGES

[spookyblazecoffee]

Nolan: Where's mom? Alec: Don't worry, I'll find them. Alec, shouting: Liam Dunbar sucks! Theo, distantly: Liam is the best person ever! Fuck you! Brett: You take that back right fucking now! Mason: How’s it feel knowing you’re gonna die?! Isaac: Don’t talk about my brother like that you bitch! Jordan: How fucking dare you!? Stiles: Talk about my son like that again see what happens! Nolan: Alec: Found them.

[hjemne]

Babygirl I have 38 thousand words of incomplete trigun fic spread across 8 wips and have no idea how to even start dealing with it

[lab-rats-obsession]

Something I haven't noticed before is that when Leo meets bionic siblings for the first time in the first episide, he calls for Tasha and she immediately appears with Donald in tow and that means she was already in the lab or on her way there when he called her and since she came with Donald - that must mean he was going to show her the lab and probably tell her about Adam, Bree and Chase

[hauntingblue]

YAMATO NEW NAKAMA PLEASE 🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻🧎🏻‍♀️🧎🏻‍♀️🧎🏻‍♀️🧎🏻‍♀️LUFFY PLEASE!!!!

[cicadagaze]

king of bringing home giant litters of kits. this is only two litters btw.

[trainingdummyrabbit]

3, 16, and 18 for Susamaru for the character meme? I care her so much

SUSAMARU MENTIONED!!!!!!!!!!

3. A song that reminds me of them

. ok im cheating a little bit and picking one for swap!susa specifically because i dont have any strong ones for Canon Verse. and also im thinking abt her and i want to. break through it all - tomoya ohtani. yknow, from sonicfrontiers. it dropped when i was first hard fixating on that au and it was impeccable timing because it is So Painfully Her and i didnt stop thinking about it for a week straight KSJNFKJD its just so completely and unabashedly Loud and Bombastic and Full Of Energy and that is exactly her to a T. she means it 100% genuinely and she Owns it.

16. A childhood headcanon

ive always kinda believed she was alone from a young age-- just some lil thing running around the streets causing Problems. which, objectively, is kind of insane for a kid to go through. so, in order to more easily protect herself and do what she needed to do, she turned everything into a game! its very hard to worry about the Mortifying Implications Of Your Life when you're busy playing ninja to get food for the day. not easy worrying about getting caught when youre in the middle of a huge game of tag. shes a very brave warrior facing the dastardly wilderness and the deadly unknown! so of course she can handle taking it alone. of course she can.

18. How do you think they were as a kid? (Like, were they shy, noisy, wild, etc)

Annoying. affectionately, of course. riding off the above point, she has a very difficult time taking things seriously. she has No Boundaries and No Qualms bothering people to get what she wants. hard to have morals growing up the way she did. not that she cares too much. she's shockingly capable of handling herself all things considered, but if she doesnt get what she wants, shes prone to getting Really Emotional-- shes not immune to using crocodile tears if it means she gets her way, but shes Also prone to just... Actually Crying. and also she is Very easily distracted by anything even mildly interesting or cool. shes just all over the place, all the time, constantly.

so basicaly shes perfect. shrimple as !

[lesenbyan]

you ever just be saying shit and suddenly realize that 13yo you was actually kinda really goin through it?

[sing-me-under]

HJ!Fundy

Hero’s Journey is my attempt to cram every single canon thing (hard, dubious, and semi-retconned) into one cohesive timeline. I can’t wrap my head around the FundyWasTaken/Dreamon Hunter bit within any normal scenario, so I took A LOT of liberties with character interpretation and just split Fundy’s character into two. I differentiate them as Fundy and Dage.

Anyway, this is Fundage II and Salome Wastaken. They’re salmon-hybrid siblings. Fundy really looks up to his uncle, so when he transitioned, he took his uncle’s name.

Also, Dream took Dage’s surname even though they never ended up getting married, hence the Wastaken. (Fundy’s Wedding video is a dream sequence)

[archersartcorner]

My two primary pokemon protags… Po “Shit Luck” Lastname and Little Baby Too Good For This World Val. 3DS pics again so sorry for the crunchiness!! Also there's. A LOT of details i couldn't fit on here AAAAAAA BUT IT GETS THE BASICS SO HERE

ID under cut! Also if you have trouble reading my shite handwriting lol:

[ID: Two fully-colored character reference images.

The first is for Po, a short, fat, hairy white man. He has a round face with uneven facial hair; brown hair and a brown eye; a round nose; and a patch over his left eye, wearing a silver monocle with a blue gem over his right eye to compensate. He has a large scar on his left arm, and two smaller scars on his right elbow. Po’s wearing a dark gray sleeveless turtleneck, which becomes light gray from below his chest, with a small light gray strip of fabric across his chest; puffy, dark gray cargo pants; gray combat boots; and dark gray, fingerless gloves. On his right arm is the capture styler from the Pokémon Ranger games. The main text on the reference sheet reads: “Top Ranger Apollo (Po!).” “Age during… ORAS: Nine ; Platinum: 11 ; BW: 15 ; B2W2: 17 ; XY: 18 ; PR:SOA: 18+, ongoing job as a TR (top ranger) ; SuMo: 21 (an arrow points to this with the text, “Also counts for P:LA) ; SwSh: 23.” “Main Partner: Munchlax.” “Currently Dating: Sven.” “Family: Adopted by Archie and Maxie. Cyrus is a brother-figure.” Besides the main text, there's small text acting as little fact tidbits. Next to Po, one reads, "he/him gay bear." Another reads "autistic as all..." and another reads "5'4" Short King." I feel cringe just typing that, so sorry. There's three other instances of smaller text; one is pointed at Po's clothing, that reads, "Wears all gray because, "They needed an edgy Top Ranger.'" ; another is pointed at the top of Po's head, that reads, "Got fucked up during the cargo ship accident. Lost eye." ; the last one is pointed at Po's left ear, which has three round piercings in it, which reads, "3 mega evolution stones. Why?" The arrow also leads back to a more detailed view of the stones in question.

The second is for Valerio, a short, thin, brown young man. He has a long, rounded face; jaw-length brown hair swept back, exposing a widow's peak; a thin, hooked nose; brown eyes; and he has two facial scars, one above his right eye, one on his lower left jaw. He's wearing a shortened indigo kimono, with dark blue puffy pants and beige sandals. Next to Valerio are two small images of him with his mobility aids, in fact titled "Val's Mobility Aids,"; the first shows Val with a walking cane, the second shows Val speeding along in his wheelchair. The main reference text reads: "Valerio." "At age 17, was teleported to Hisui. Returned about a year later at 18. Decided to commit to the island challenge." "Starter: Rowlet (small text underneath this says "Both Hisui & Alola!")" Like Po, there's small sections of text acting as fact tidbits. Next to Valerio, it reads, "he/him gay, intersex man." An arrow points at Valerio's face through a bunch of hearts. It just leads to the word "BABY!!!" written in all caps. An arrow below that, pointing at his sleeve, leads to text that reads, "Got some fucked up scars under here..." Lower still is an arrow placed at his legs, text reads, "Has CFS & chronic pain." Below that, pointing at his pants, text reads, "Puffy pants (essential)." Below that, pointing at his calves, text reads, "Small (important)." On the other side of his body, where his mobility aid references are, an arrow points at the wheelchair image, text reading, "Loves to be speedy in his wheelchair, even if it hurts his arms afterwards." Finally, an arrow above that points at his clothes, text reading, "Regularly wears kimonos even after getting home. Comfy..."

END ID.]

[lexa-griffins]

going through my google docs and I found a 2k word fic I had forgotten about, i still love the plot and the development of clexa's relationship (that is not yet written) but it truly is one of those fics that would probably get me more of those pesky anon haters than anything else

[creamecream]

Chestnut covered his mouth, trying to quiet his heavy, painful breath. the teen couldn’t run for much longer, his lungs burned, and his legs felt like jelly.

“F-fuck-”

Chestnut mumbled, looking around, desperate for a way out. his eyes lit up when he spied the slope down into the snowy forest. Kuri carefully edged down the slope and into the woods, trying to be careful with his footing, but also trying to avoid staying in one place for too long.

Chestnut squeaked when he lost his footing and tumbled down into the snow, an intense pain shooting up his leg, one he assumed was caused by him tripping on a rock and spraining his ankle or something, until he looked down and saw the metal clamped around his leg, the sharp teeth of it sunk into his flesh and causing him to bleed.

“A-a-a...” Chestnut started to mumble, shaking as he watched his blood beginning to properly stain the snow around him. “A beartrap?” Kuri reached his glove covered hands down towards the thing around his leg, trying to pry it off with numb fingers, tears trailing down the teen’s face as he wrenched at the trap.

“Oh, my dear! look what we have here!”

Chestnut froze, looking up at the couple suddenly towering over him, smiles plastered on both of their faces.

“I say! quite a scrawny one this time, my dearest Magnolia!”

The man said, delight lacing his voice. “Oh, my darling Alastor! I told you not many would be through at this time of year!” the woman giggled, leaning further into who Kuri assumed was her husband.

“Um...excuse me?” Chestnut piped up, interrupting the couple, who were laughing amongst themselves, but they stopped suddenly when he spoke. “c-can one of you help me out here?”

“Oh, don’t you worry,” the man said, his eerie smile growing. “we’ll help you.”

Magnolia May belongs to @abyssnighthawk

[we-will-all-be-stories]

i wish i could put all of the characters i made in one room, regardless or universe and/or time period. i just wanna see what happens

[kentopedia]

.𖥔 ݁ ˖ HOME COOKED MEAL — nanami kento

you bring itadori home for dinner & he gets to see a different side to kento

contents. aka you dig up some teenage photos of nanami, fem!reader, husband nanami, fluff, yuuji being your adopted son, i haven't watched the new ep (& i won't) but there is enough nanami angst so i am here to fix that — 1.7k

when you got ready to leave the school, your jacket on and bag tugged over your shoulder, you passed yuuji itadori in the halls, his expression suspiciously similar to a kicked puppy. 

yuuji perked up a bit as you walked by, offering you a small smile and a wave. and though you considered heading on home for the night, eager to see your husband, you slowed, hesitant to leave the poor kid all alone. 

“everything okay, yuuji?” you asked, frowning as he rested his elbows on his knees, studying a stain on the floor of the school. 

“hm?” the teenager glanced up, eyes bright and wide. his sweet smile was back on his face, so innocent and kind. for someone who had been through so much already, he was more caring than many people that you’d met in your life. “oh, everything’s fine. everyone’s just out on missions, so i feel a little…” he pulled up one shoulder in a shrug. “useless.” 

you knew it must have been hard for him, being a student that wasn’t quite like the others, having to train a little differently, adapt differently. but yuuji took it in stride, and he handled it better than any normal person would. 

with a nod, you secured your bag around your other shoulder, shifting your feet. “it’s just going to be you here tonight, then?” 

he hummed, sticking his hands in his pockets as he leaned back against the wall. “i think so. some of the others might be around, but they’re resting up.” 

“oh.” though you were certain yuuji had no qualms about spending an evening on his own, the thought of it made you feel like you were leaving a kitten out in the rain. almost pitiful. 

yuuji waved before you could say another word, smiling, his eyes crinkling at the corners. “have a good night! i’ll see you tomorrow.” 

the car ride was spent listening to yuuji tell you story after story, the boy opening up to you in a way that he hadn’t quite related to any of the other sorcerers, even gojo.

you smiled to yourself, enjoying his stories as you wondered how to tell kento that you were bringing your student home for dinner. 

there was still a bridge to cross between them, and though you knew they both liked the other more than they let on, kento hadn’t quite connected to the boy like he wanted to.

you hoped that by inviting him over, yuuji would see that kento, truly, wasn’t as intense as he let on. he was sweet, caring, and he did have a sense of humor… even if gojo didn’t really believe that. 

you led yuuji into the house, and stopped him when you heard the sound of kento in the kitchen. his mission had ended earlier than yours, and he’d offered to cook tonight; there would be more than enough food for the three of you. 

“i’ll be right back,” you said, tapping yuuji on the shoulder. “let me go tell kento you’re here.” 

you’d considered letting your husband know before you arrived, but you hadn’t wanted him to protest. kento would try to make a fuss of having a guest over, even if it was only yuuji, and he certainly didn’t care about formalities. 

your heart skipped when you reached kento, his back turned, finishing up the meal that was steaming on the stove. even just standing in the threshold of the kitchen, you were overwhelmed with all of your love for him. 

but it didn’t take much… it never had. you’d always been sickeningly in love with nanami kento. 

your footsteps were soft as you snuck up behind him. “kento,” you said, just above a whisper, snaking your arms around his waist. you kissed the muscles between his shoulder blades, listening to the steady thrum of blood pumping through his body. 

“hi, sweetheart.” he’d heard you approach, and he turned, eyes softening when he glanced at you over his shoulder. “everything okay at the school?”

you nodded, squeezing him tighter. even though you’d seen him just a few hours prior, it felt like a long time—time apart when you were battling curses always dragged as you worried for each other’s safety. “did your mission go okay?” you asked. 

he took your hands from around his waist, bringing them to his lips softly. “everything went fine. dinner’s almost ready so—” then, he noticed your guilty expression, one that you were clearly horrible at hiding. “is something wrong?” 

you smiled innocently. “no! i just… brought a guest.” 

kento’s eyebrows raised, his smiling falling quickly. “well, you could’ve told me before.” he sighed, shaking his head as he turned around to face you. 

“sorry, i thought i’d surprise you.” 

kento’s lips drew into a thinner line. “honey, please tell me gojo satoru is not in my house right now. he’s not welcome here anymore, because the last time he almost destroyed our fucki—” kento glanced up, his words falling away as he glanced over your shoulder. “itadori. hello. i didn’t realize you were there.” 

you turned, releasing kento as yuuji gawked back at you. he’d caught in such a loving embrace with kento. yuuji’s normally stoic teacher was in the middle of swearing, blonde hair tumbling over his forehead. kento had replaced his suit with casual wear, and his contacts had been taken out. in place of them were wire-rimmed glasses. 

“nanamin!” yuuji gasped. “you look so different.” 

“yes, well, i apologize for my apperance.” kento sighed, looking at you from the corner of his eye. “i wasn’t aware we were having guests.” 

“one guest. its just yuuji,” you said, poking him in the middle of the chest as his professional tone returned, so easily taking over. “i don’t think he cares what you’re wearing.” 

“no, i don’t!” yuuji backtracked, eyes wide as he shuffled forward. “no, you look cool, you don’t look so…” 

kento raised his eyebrows, amused, even if yuuji couldn’t detect the humor in his expression. “so what?” 

the boy’s cheeks turned pink, embarrassed as he rubbed the back of his neck. “um—”

“you don’t look like you’ve got a stick up your ass.” you said, voicing yuuji’s obvious thoughts as you kissed kento on the cheek with a short laugh. of course, it was only to embarrass him further in front of his student. 

kento feigned a scowl, but didn’t push you away, his gaze firmly planted on yuuji. “that’s because i try to keep my relationships at work strictly professional.” 

“really?” yuuji grinned, stuffing his hands back in his pockets, his posture relaxing as he grew more comfortable in your home. “not very professional to marry someone you work with, is it?” 

you laughed loudly, already caring so deeply for the boy that you’d known for such a short period of time. 

“that was certainly an accident,” kento muttered, but his fingers lingered on your spine, tracing each of the bones. “i’ll have you know we were not working together when we got together.” 

“really?” yuuji’s curiosity spiked. “how long have you been together, then?” 

you thought back to when you were teenagers, when kento had a haircut that he had since regretted, and smiled mischievously. reaching into your pocket, you pulled out your phone and scrolled through old photos, back from when you were just kids, the images grainy and of much lower quality than the ones from your recent vacation. 

“hey, don’t show him those!” kento protested. he reached for your phone, but you scrambled under his arm, stretching your hand out to give yuuji the device. “itadori, don’t—” kento’s voice held a hint of panic, his cheeks hot with embarrassment as he grabbed you around the waist, trying to stop you from giving yuuji the phone. 

but it was already in yuuji’s hands, and you laughed loudly, knowing that while you looked a little more awkward than you did now, your appearance had changed near as drastically as kento’s. 

yuuji squinted his eyes at a sixteen year old nanami, blond hair long enough to reach his eyes, dressed in an all black ensemble, an earbud in one ear. kento was hardly smiling, but you beamed next to him in the photo, dressed more childishly than you were now, but just as pretty. the image from when you still fumbled around each other, unsure how to admit that you were both in love. 

a roar of laughter left yuuji as kento’s expression fell, and he released you, snapping the phone out of itadori’s palm. “that’s you, nanamin? no way. how did you…” yuuji glanced between you, squinting his eyes. “well, i guess looking at you now it makes sense.” 

“i know,” you agreed, covering your smiles with your palms. “we looked a little silly together back then. i saw the potential in him, but satoru certainly loved to make fun of us, didn’t he, ken?” 

“i have absolutely no desire to relive those days.” 

yuuji laughed. “you were just like fushiguro, i bet!” 

“scarily similar,” you agreed, as kento rolled his eyes beside you, putting your phone in his pocket to keep you from scavenging any older photos to share with the kid. “and he still loves to listen to—”

“don’t finish that sentence or i’ll save this dinner all for myself.” 

yuuji eyes flew up to his hairline, but you just snorted, knowing that kento’s threats were about as scary as a puppy.

“he’s still sensitive about it,” you whispered to yuuji. “gojo and his friends made fun of him all the time.” 

“oh really. just me?” kento retorted under his breath.

“you must have been pretty popular, then!” yuuji grinned. “if you were friends with gojo. he said all the girls in school loved him!”

kento made an irritated sound, stirring the spoon roughly against the pot. “well, satoru is the last person you should listen to. he has an ego bigger than the sun. and my wife is leading you astray. she was not similar to satoru, she was painfully shy, and it took weeks for either of us to talk to each other.” kento took the pan off the stove, peering over his shoulder at you. “and she is very lucky i love her too much to dig up any embarrassing stories of her.” 

“well, stories about me aren’t that interesting anyway.” you laughed, pointedly turning your back to kento. “yuuji, the good news is, i’ve got some more photos in kento in the old photo books. let’s go see them!” 

[whencartoonsruletheworld]

funniest disney history facts i can think of atm

literally EVERYBODY thought the lion king was gonna flop and pocahontas would be their greatest movie ever made. people begged to ditch lion king and work on pocahontas.

the reason robin hood ends so abruptly is that there was an actual ending planned and storyboarded but the crew spent too long arguing about everyone’s fursonas to finish animating it

madam mim was way less comedic in the original book but because her character was too similar to maleficent (who was in their latest film at the time), the sword and the stone crew decided to differentiate her by making her fucking hilarious

when making a goofy movie, jeffrey katzenberg (studio chairman at the time) told bill farmer to give goofy “a normal voice.” farmer, who had been voicing goofy for eight years at that point, including in the goof troop show that a goofy movie was a sequel to, was very confused. after making an attempt they decided to scrap that note completely.

as of march 2023, farmer is still voicing goofy, and tony anselmo has been voicing donald since 1986. the 2017 reboot of ducktales, which was slated as “wanting to do for donald what goofy movie did for goofy,” featured both actors as those characters; they had also been doing the voices for the original ducktales and goof troop/goofy movie. all the times goofy and donald interact in the 2017 ducktales however, donald was voiced by guest star don cheadle as a joke

current voice of mickey mouse bret iwan has stated that he has attempted to play kingdom hearts and did not do well

disneyland’s current world of color halloween overlay features a plot that is basically “the disney villains simultaneously adopt a goth kid” and i love it

people will make jokes about “well math says that the beast would’ve been 11 when he was cursed” well that was actually the original intent, but a flashback scene of baby beast was scrapped because he looked “too much like eddie munster”

when disney sent a representative to pixar to check on toy story production, she was like “this is all great! what style of music are you thinking” and they were like “for what” “for the songs” “we uh. we weren’t gonna have. any songs” and she went dead silent and then went “i have to make a call” and left the room

saludos amigos and the three caballeros were made as ww2 propaganda. the government commissioned disney to make movies to make latin america like them so that they wouldnt side with the nazis and provide them an in to invade, and latin america really liked donald duck so

saludos amigos was apparently the first time many usamericans realized that latin american people were like. people. film historian alfred charles richard jr said that the film “did more to cement a community of interest between peoples of the americas in a few months than the state department had in fifty years”

while latin america generally liked both films, chilean cartoonist rené rios boettiger fucking hated the chilean segment of saludos amigos, seeing the main character of pedro the plane as a weakass bitch, so in response he created condorito, the most popular comic character in all of latin america

disney wanted to adapt ts eliot’s old possum’s book of practical cats. his widow adamantly refused, and then sold the rights to andrew lloyd webber bc he wanted to make it sexy and she said “tom would’ve liked that”

in case you haven’t seen the defunctland, walt disney wanted epcot to be a futuristic utopia where he was basically the dictator. then he died so they just made it another theme park

speaking of defunctland the first defunctland video was on disneyworld’s alien attraction and please watch it. please it’s so funny

after the huge failure of the black cauldron disney was going to shut down its animation department. the department tried to convince them to keep them alive by showing them the one scene they had finished for the next movie– the mouse burlesque from the great mouse detective. it worked

the only attraction the black cauldron ever got was in tokyo disneyland where they put a tour under cinderella’s castle where everyone had to escape the disney villains trying to kill them, only to end at the horned king and the cauldron, who would try to sacrifice them to satan. this tour was popular but was closed in the early 2000s as the tunnels didn’t fit earthquake regulations and i want it in disneyworld so bad

walt disney once referred to his unionizing workers, led by goofy’s creator art babbitt, as “commie sons of bitches,” and i want a mickey build-a-bear that calls me a commie son-of-a-bitch whenever i squeeze its paw