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KICK THE CAN!
Letâs play the biggest game of kick the can on the internet.
To kick the can, reblog it. I wanna see how long this can go on for.
the oldest reblogs for this post that i can find are from january 2nd of 2013. this can has been getting kicked around tumblr for almost 13½ years now
And yet somehow this is my first time kicking it!
Some of our favorite quotes from Artemis ii so far:
"Copy. Moon joy."
"I have two Microsoft Outlooks, and neither one of those are working."
"Houston, if you could give me about 20 new superlatives in the mission summary for tomorrow that will help out my vocabulary a little bit, that would be great. Thank you."
âIf youâve ever seen the top of the spotlight of the top of the Luxor at night in Vegas, this looks like what it wants to be when it grows up.â
"To all of you down there on Earth... we love you, from the moon. See you on the other side."
"We just went sci fi.
"It is so great to see Earth again. To Asia, Africa, and Oceania: we are looking back at you. We hear you can look up and see the moon right now. We see you too."
"We will always choose Earth. We will always choose each other."
âItâs a bright spot on the moon, and we would like to call it Carroll.â (The name of Commander Reid Wiseman's late wife)
"Amaze amaze amaze."
"I said that we do not leave Earth, but we choose it. And that is true."
"Christina has been sleeping head down in the middle of the vehicle, kind of like a bat"
"It's really fun to be floatin' around, it just makes me feel like a little kid."
"Trust us, you look amazing, you look beautiful."
"'Homo Sapiens' is all of us, no matter where you're from or what you look like. We're all one people."
"We're going to power cycle the toilet from the ground."
"I'm proud to call myself the Space Plumber."
"We were all eagerly awaiting the chorus." (After Mission Control cut off Pink Pony Club early when waking up the crew)
"Copy heart. Copy bracelet." (In response to Wiseman giving his daughters heart hands and showing them the bracelets they made him that he was wearing)
âWelcome back. We are still here. They are in space.â
"Copy. Bubble wrap nominal."
"We have rediscovered the chocolate snacks."
âThe truth is, the moon really is its own body in the universe. It's not just a poster in the sky that goes by, it is a real place."
âWe will build ships. We will visit again. We will construct science outposts. We will drive rovers, we will do radio astronomy.â
"I've seen a lot of new perspectives, but my perspective has not changed because I launched with the perspective that there is enough for all." (After being asked if they had a new view on humankind.)
"On behalf of all Canadians, we wanted some reassurances of your preferences for maple syrup over Nutella on your pancakes."
"And we have a great view of the moon out window 2. Looks a little smaller than yesterday." (Reid), "Guess we'll have to go back :)" (Mission Control).
"would curse like a sailor if he weren't held back by vocabulary" rocky and "habits of never cussing in front of children follow him to outer space" grace is such a good combination never fails to make me laugh
Interviewer: Victor, I have one for you. Apollo 8 had a memorable Christmas Eve reading from Genesis. Do you have a message you'd like to share from space about Easter Sunday?
Victor Glover: You know, I don't have anything prepared... I, I um, I'm glad you brought that up though. I think these observances are important and as we are so far from Earth and looking [back] at the beauty of creation, I think the... for me one of the important personal perspectives that I have up here is I can really see Earth as one thing, and you know, when I read the Bible and I look at all of the amazing things that were done for us, who[we're?] created... it's, you have this amazing place, this spaceship. You guys are talking to us because we're in a spaceship really far from Earth, but you're on a spaceship called Earth that was created to give us a place to live in the universe, in the cosmos. [I think] maybe the distance we are from you makes you think what we're doing is special, but we're the same distance from you, and I'm trying to tell you, just trust me, you are special. In all of this emptiness, this is a whole bunch of nothingness, this thing we call the universe, you have this oasis, this beautiful place that we get to exist together. I think as we go into Easter Sunday thinking about, you know, all the cultures all around the world, whether you celebrate it or not, whether you believe in God or not, this is an opportunity for us to remember where we are who we are, and that we are the same thing and that we've got to get through this together.
Interviewer: Well for someone who didn't have anything prepared, that was really quite extraordinary.

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"the tuna meltdownTM would have ended with them being exclusive if Ilya had only been straightforward with Shane." WRONG. unironically the best way for Ilya to sneak Shane into being exclusive would be like "hey going no condoms would be hot, yes. đ but not safe. đ but wHAT IF we both got tested and then didn't sleep with other people when we're apart??? good idea because then we can fuck raw?! safely!"
and then he waits and brings up the "actually I'm not sleeping with other people because i'm not interested in doing that" later, once Shane has acclimatized like a frog.
ďżźâHollander. Hollanderrr. Holllaannderrr.â Rozanov drew out the name longer each time, demanding attentions. Shane finally snapped his eyes up to meet Rozanovâs.
âWhat.â
âHealth testing for Boston was one two weeks ago.â Rozanov had his eyebrows raised like this was supposed to mean something. It did not.
âOkay?â
âI got my STI results.â
Shane stilled beneath Rozanov.
Rozanov felt it and rubbed a deft hand up Shaneâs bare side. âIâm completely clean.â
Shane relaxed at that but his anxiety was quickly replaced with confusion. Why was Rozanov saying this? âGood for you.â
Rozanov lips curled up like they did when Shane did something boring. Shane frowned.
âAre you clean? Do you know?â Rozanov prompted.
Oh.
âUh, yeah. I am.â
Shane canât remember the last time he got tested but it didnât matter. He knew how many sexual partners heâd had since (one) and (now) he knew that manâs status (completely clean).
âWhy?â Shane ventured.
âI have been thinking, aboutâŚâ Rozanov thumbed at the lube resting by Shaneâs head. âMaybe only using this. NotâŚâ he met Shaneâs eyes and Shane folded like a house of cards. Whatever he was about to say, he was getting. âMaybe not using a condom this time.â
Oh fuck
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Shane couldnât move for 4 minutes after he came. It was about 6 more before Rozanov gained enough strength to pull himself off of Shaneâs chest.
âHollander,â Rozanovâs voice was breathy and plan-less. Then, âIâm getting rid of all my condoms.â
Shane let out a huffed disproving laugh. It was all he had strength for.
Rozanovâs arm was swung around his own head, and his hand played mercilessly with his ear. âWe could stop using them. ButâŚâ
Shane frowned. âWhat?â
âWe would both have to stop hooking up with other people.â
Shane didnât know what to say. He wasnât hooking up with other people.
Rozanov soldiered on. âIt would be worth it for me. Would it be worth it for you?â A pause. âDo you want to?â
Did Shane want Rozanov to stop hooking up with anyone else just so he could ride Shane bareback roughly six times a year? It was shameful how much the answer was yes.
âYeah okay letâs do it.â Shane said, calm out of sheer force of will.
Rozanov didnât reply, he just swung around to shove his tongue into Shaneâs mouth with the force of a thousands suns and didnât pull away until heâd soaked up every noise he could draw out of Shane.
I guess this means they were exclusive now.
Headcanon that Ilya is late to one of their hookups one time and Shane is like what kind of SICK GAME is he PLAYING. So ilya gets there and shanes super irritated which leads to some damn good sex (this is canon) and then ilya reveals that he was late because there was a canada goose in the parking lot that wouldn't let him get near the door.
Heated Rivalry AU where Ilya dips out early from a post-game party with Boston, and someone gets the idea to put on a Hollonov compilation as a joke.
The whole team settles in with rapt attention, ready to roast the shit out of Roz over it via group chat, only to see. Well. It's a series of interview clips over the years. It's made up exclusively of three things. One, clips of Hollander "stealing" linguistically challenging questions that the whole team knows Rozanov hates. Two, clips of Rozanov derailing questions that are about Hollander's "representation of his community," which gossip on the street says makes Hollander uncomfortable. Three, Hollander and Rozanov commenting individually on the rivalry, with vicious comments such as. "He's of course a great player, but he'll find us difficult to beat." Such fire in Rozanov's comments are especially damning, given his whole chirp-king-schtick. The video editor, with all the obsession and perception of a true fangirl, makes sure to circle every instance where you can see the shadow of Hollander and Rozanov pressing their feet together - and in one instance holding hands - beneath the interview table. (You wouldn't see it unless you're looking for it - or unless someone circles it in red for you.)
The video finishes, and the team sits in a kind of shocked silence as the next video auto-plays. This one is a compilation of Rozanov chirping Hollander on the ice. Here, the editor has helpfully drawn an arrow to Hollander's face whenever he blushes. The editor has also inserted text overlays with comments like. "Look at how fiercely Rozanov insults his rival." And then puts smaller arrows pointing to Roz's body language, with helpful texts like "excited wiggle indicating absolute fury," and "besotted grin indicating deep hatred." The sarcasm is distressingly accurate in its point.
(Listen, the whole team knows what Roz looks like when he's chirping someone. This - this is not it. This is not it at all. This is him when he's being silly with people he really likes. What is going on.)
The video finishes, and this time someone has the presence of mind to stop the auto-play before another mind-breaking thing comes up.
Someone else, trying to lighten the silence with a joke, and maybe dismiss it all as a fever dream, says, "Montreal Jane? More like Montreal Shane, am I right?"
And. Well.
Once it's out there, there's no coming back from it.
Cliff asks aloud, to no one in particular, "Are we just stupid?"
Does it fucking kill you too? Not anymore.
Hollanov + season 1 timeline
Amazing for the visual learners among us
married shane x ilya
ilya pays the bill at restaurants by lying that heâs going to the bathroom - shane starts doing this too and now itâs a thing to fight for whoâs going to pay
shane is super outdoorsy and can fix a lot of stuff around the house AND has tools!!!! ilya calls him mr get it done after hearing the GloRilla song
shane INSISTS on russian only days to accelerate his learning
when shane and ilya hang out with rose, she mentions about how shane was such a chill boyfriend and not possessive at all and ilya cannot control his laughter
shane uses ilya as his personal weighted blanked and other sensory grounding techniques (âcan you grab and pull my hairâ âkinkyâ ânoâ)
shane collected ilyaâs hockey cards but had to have a huge binder of everyoneâs so it doesnât seem like heâs only collecting ilyaâs cards - ilya has shaneâs rookie card in his wallet (awwww)
lots of cuteness aggression doesnât matter whoâs around!!!!!!
ilyaâs entire camera roll goes from random pictures to shane shane shane - shane sleeping shane eating shane standing infront of the tv claiming heâs not watching shane in hockey gear shane making the angry kitten face shane cooking shane in his childhood bedroom shane shane shane
during the first year they were were officially dating but ilya was in boston; hayden jokes that shane should get lily flowers and takes him to a flower shop so shane shows up to ilyaâs house with lillies & after that ilya sends shane roses to tease him on game days
ilya sends 100 voice notes a day to shane (shane listens to them all together like asmr)
if shane is laying on the couch ilya will lay on him and put his head in shaneâs shirt (âyouâre stretching out the materialâ)
their shared google calendar is run like the navy (âhollander i donât see blowjobs on thursday? i will addâ âSTOP IT MY MOM SEES THIS CALENDARâ)
ilya lowballs people on fb marketplace and then uses shaneâs account to lowball them further
ilyaâs snoring is so bad you can hear it from other rooms but itâs the only noise shane can sleep through its like white noise for shane
ilya calls troy his best friend and shane gets jealous
shane carries the bags when they go anywhere
ilya is shaneâs emergency contact but shaneâs parents are ilyaâs emergency contact
âmy shaneâ

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What the fuck do you mean there was an official Perryshmirtz I Knew You Were Trouble amv that aired on the Disney Channel?
My jaw is actually on the floor.
An old and homely grandmother accidentally summons a demon. She mistakes him for her gothic-phase teenage grandson and takes care of him. The demon decides to stay at his new home.
It isnât uncommon for this particular demon to be summonedâfrom exhausting Halloween party pranks in abandoned barns to more legitimate (more exhausting) ceremonies in forestsâbut it has to admit, this is the first time itâs been called forth from its realm into a claustrophobic living room bathed in the dull orange-pink glow of old glass lamps and a multitude of wide-eyed, creepy antique porcelain dolls that could give Chucky a run for his money with all of their silent, seething stares combined. Accompanying those oddities are tea cup and saucer sets on shelves atop frilly doilies crocheted with the utmost care, and cross-stitched, colorful âHome Sweet Homeâs hung across the wood-paneled walls.
Itâs a mistakeâa wrong number, per se. No witch itâs ever known has lived in such an, ah, dated, home. Furthermore, no practitioner that ever summoned it has been absent, as if theyâd up and ding-dong ditched it. No, it didnât work that way. Not at all. Not if they want to survive the encounter.
It hears the clinking of movement in the room adjacentâthe kitchen, going by the pungent, bitter scent of cooled coffee and soggy, sweet sponge cakes, but more jarring is the smell of blood. It movesâfeels something slip beneath its clawed foot as it does, and sees a crocheted blanket of whites and greys and deep black yarn, wound intricately, perfectly, into a summoning circle. Its summoning circle. There is a small splash of bright scarlet and sharp, jagged bits of a broken curio scattered on top, as if someone had dropped it, attempted to pick it up the pieces and pricked their finger. It would explain the blood. And it would explain the demon being brought into this strange place.
As it connects these pieces in its mind, the inhabitant of the house rounds the corner and exits the kitchen, holding a damp, white dish towel close to her hand and fumbling with the beaded bifocals hanging from her neck by a crocheted lanyard before stopping dead in her tracks.
Now, to be fair, the demon wouldnât ordinarily second guess being face-to-face with a hunchbacked crone with a beaked nose, beady eyes and a peculiar lack of teeth, or a spidery shawl and ankle-length black dress, but there is definitely something amiss here. Especially when the old biddy lets her spectacles fall slack on her bosom and erupts into a wide, toothy (toothless) grin, eyes squinting and crinkling from the sheer effort of it.
âTodd! Todd, dear, I didnât know you were visiting this year! You didnât call, you didnât writeâbut, oh, Iâm so happy youâre here, dear! Would it have been too much to ask you to ring the doorbell? I almost had a heart attack. And donât worry about the blood, hereâI had an accident. My favorite figure toppled off of the table and cleanup didnât go as expected. But I seem to recall you are quite into the bloodshed and âedgyâ stuff these days, so I donât suppose you mind.â She releases a hearty, kind laugh, but it isnât mocking, itâs sweet. Grandmotherly. The demon is by no means sentimental or maudlin, but the kindness, the familiarity, the genuine fondness, does pull a few dusty old nostalgic heartstrings. âImagine if it leaves a scar! Itâd be a bit âbadass,â as you teenagers say, wouldnât it?â
She is as blind as a bat without her glasses, it would appear, because the demon is by no means a âToddâ or a human at all, though humanoid, shrouded in sleek, black skin and hard spikes and sharp claws. But the demon humors her, if only because it had been caught off guard.
The old woman smiles still, before turning on her heel and shuffling into the hallway with a stiff gait revealing a poor hip. âBe a dear and make some more coffee, would you please? Iâll be back in a jiffy.â
Yes, this is most definitely a mistake. One for the record books, for certain. For late-night trips to bars and conversations with colleagues, while others discuss how many souls theyâd swindled in exchange for peanuts, or how many first-borns theyâd been pledged for things idiot humans could have gained without divine intervention. Ugh. Sometimes it all just became so pedantic that little detours like this were a blessingâhappy accidents, as the humans would say.
Thatâs why the demon does as asked, and plods slowly into the kitchen, careful to duck low and avoid the top of the doorframe. Thatâs why it gingerly takes the small glass pot and empties it of old, stale coffee and carefully, so carefully, takes a measuring scoop between its claws and fills the machine with fresh grounds. Itâs as the hot water is percolating that the old woman returns, her index finger wrapped tight in a series of beige bandages.
âIâm surprised youâre so tall, Todd! I havenât seen you since you were at my hip! But your mother mails photos all the timeâyou do love wearing all black, donât you?â She takes a seat at the small round table in the corner and taps the glass lid of the cake plate with quaking, unsteady, aged hands. âI was starting to think youâd never visit. Your father and I have had our disagreements, butâŚI am glad youâre here, dear. Would you like some cake?â Before the demon has a chance to decline, she lifts the lid and cuts a generous slice from the near-complete circle that has scarcely been touched. It smells of citrus and cream and is, as assumed earlier, soggy, oversaturated with icing.
It was made for a special occasion, for guests, but it doesnât seem this old woman receives much company in this musty, stagnant house that smells like an antique garage that hadnât had its dust stirred in years.
Especially not from her absentee grandson, Todd.
The demon waits until the coffee pot is full, and takes two small mugs from the counter, filling them until steam is frothing over the rims. Then, and only then, does it accept the cake and sit, with some difficulty, in a small chair at the small table. It warbles out a polite âthank you,â but it doesnât suppose the woman understands. Manners are manners regardless.
âOh, dear, I can hardly understand. Your voice has gotten so deep, just like your grandfatherâs was. That, and I do recall you have an affinity for that gravelly, screaming music. Did your voice get strained? Itâs alright, dear, Iâll do the talking. You just rest up. The coffee will help soothe.â
The demon merely nodsâsome communication can be understood without failâand drinks the coffee and eats the cake with a too-small fork. Itâs ordinary, mushy, but delicious because of the intent behind it and the love that must have gone into its creation.
âI hope you enjoyed all of the presents I sent you. You never write backâbut I am aware most people use that fancy E-mail these days. I just canât wrap my head around it. I do wish your mom and dad would visit sometime. I know of a wonderful little cafĂŠ down the street we can go to. I havenât been; I wanted to visit it with Charles, before heâŚwell.â She falls silent in her rambling, staring into her coffee with a small, melancholy smile. âI canât believe itâs been ten years. You never had the chance to meet him. But never mind that.â Suddenly, and with surprising speed that has the demon concerned for her well being, she moves to her feet, bracing her hands on the edge of the table. âI may as well give you your birthday present, since youâre here. What timing! I only finished it this morning. Iâll be right back.â
When she returns, the white, grey and black crocheted work with the summoning circle is bundled in her arms. Â
âI found these designs in an occult book I borrowed from the library. I thought youâd like them on a nice, warm blanket to fight off the winter chillâI hope you do like it.â With gentle hands, she spreads the blanket over the demonâs broad, spiky back like a shawl, smoothing it over craggy shoulders and patting its arms affectionately. âHappy birthday, Todd, dear.â
Well, that settles it. Whoever, wherever, Todd is, heâs clearly missing out. The demon will just have to be her grandson from now on.
this is so sweet. it made me want to hug someone.
i had to
I WOULD WATCH SIX SEASONS AND A MOVIE
Okay but she takes him to the little cafe and all of the people in her town are like âWhat is that thing, what the hell, Anette?â and sheâs like âDonât you remember my grandson Todd?â and the entire town just has to play along because no one will tell little old Nettie that her grandson is an actual demon because this is the happiest sheâs been since her husband died.
Bonus: In season 4 she makes him run for mayor and he wins
I just want to watch âToddâ help her with groceries, and help her with cooking, and help her clean up the dust around the house and air it out, and fill it with spring flowers because Anette mentioned she loved hyacinth and daffodils.  Over the seasons her eyesight worsens, so âToddâ brings a hellhound into the house to act as her seeing eye dog, and people in town are kinda terrified of this massive black brute with fur that drips like thick oil, and a mouth that can open all the way back to its chest, but âHoneyâ likes her hard candies, and doesnât get oil on the carpet, and when âToddâ has to go back to Hell for errands, Honey will snuggle up to Anette and rest his giant head on her lap, and whuff at her pockets for butterscotch. Anette never gives âToddâ her soul, but she gives him her heart
In season six, Anette gets sick. She spends most of the season bedridden and it becomes obvious by about midway through the season that sheâs not going to make it to the end of the season. Todd spends the season travelling back and forth between the human realm and his home plane, trying hard to find something, anything that will help Anette get better, to prolong her life. Heâs tried getting her to sell him her soul, but sheâs just laughed, told him that he shouldnât talk like that. With only a few episodes left in the season Anette passes away, Todd is by her side. When the reaper comes for her Todd asks about the fate of her soul. In a dispassionate voice the reaper informs Todd that Anette spent the last few years of her life cavorting with creatures of darkness, that there can be only one fate for her. Todd refuses to accept this and he fights the reaper, eventually injuring the creature and driving it off. Knowing that Anette cannot stay in the Human Realm, and refusing to allow her spirit to be taken by another reaper, so he takes her soul in his arms. Heâs done this before, when mortals have sold themselves to him. This time the soul cradled against his chest does not snuggle and fight. This time the soul held tight against him reaches out, pats him on the cheek tells him he was a good boy, and so handsome, just like his grandfather. Todd takes Anette back to the demon realm, holding her tight against him as he travels across the bleak and forebidding landscape; such a sharp contrast to the rosy warmth of Anetteâs home. Eventually, in a far corner of his home plane, Todd finds what he is looking for. It is a place where other demons do not tread; a large boulder cracked and broken, with a gap just barely large enough for Todd to fit through. This crack, of all things, gives him pause, but Anetteâs soul makes a comment about needing to get home in time to feed Honey, and Todd forces himself to pass through it. He travels in darkness for a while, before he emerges into into a light so bright that itâs blinding. His eyes adjust slowly, and he finds himself face to face with two creatures, each of them at least twice his size one of them has six wings and the head of a lion, one of them is an amorphous creature within several rings. The lion-headed one snarls at Todd, and demands that he turn back, that he has no business here. Todd looks down, holding Anetteâs soul against his chest, he takes a deep breath, and speaks a single word, âPlease.â The two larger beings are taken aback by this. They are too used to Toddâs kind being belligerent, they consult with each other, they argue. The amorphous one seems to want to be lenient, the lion-headed one insists on being stricter. While theyâre arguing Todd sneaks by them and runs as fast as he can, deeper into the brightly lit expanse. The path on which he travels begins to slope upwards, and eventually becomes a staircase. It becomes evident that each step further up the stair is more and more difficult for Todd, that itâs physically paining him to climb these stairs, but he keeps going.
They dedicate a full episode to this climb; interspersing the climb with scenes they werenât able to show in previous seasons, Anette and Honey coming to visit Todd in the Mayorâs office, Anette and Todd playing bingo together for the first time, Anette and Todd watching their stories together in the mid afternoon, Anette falling asleep in her chair and Todd gently carrying her to bed. Anette making Todd lemonade in the summer while heâs up on the roof fixing that leak and cleaning out the rain gutters. Eventually Todd reaches the top, and all but collapses, he falls to a knee and for the first time his grip on Anetteâs soul slips, and she falls away from him. Landing on the ground. He reaches out for her, but someone gets there first. Another hand reaches out, and helps this elderly woman off the ground, helps her get to her feet. Anette gasps, itâs Charles. The pair of them throw their arms around each other. Anette tells Charles that sheâs missed him so much, and she has so much to tell him. Charles nods. Todd watches a soft smile on his face. A delicate hand touches Toddâs shoulder, and pulls him easily to his feet. A figure; we never see exactly what it looks like, leans down, whispering in Toddâs ear that heâs done well, and that Anette will be well taken care of here. That she will spend an eternity with her loved ones. Todd looks back over to her, sheâs surrounded by a sea of people. Todd nods, and smiles. The figure behind him tells him that while he has done good in bringing Anette here, this is not his place, and he must leave. Todd nods, he knew this would be the case. Todd gets about six steps down the stairway before he is stopped by someone grabbing his shoulder again. He turns around, and Anette is standing behind him. She gives him a big hug and leads him back up the stairs, he should stay, she says. Get to know the family. Todd tries to tell her that he canât stay, but she wonât hear it. She leads him up into the crowd of people and begins introducing him to long dead relatives of hers, all of whom give him skeptical looks when she introduces him as her grandson. The mysterious figure appears next to Todd again and tells him once more he must leave, Todd opens his mouth to answer but Anette cuts him off. Nonsense, she tells the figure. IF sheâs gonna stay here forever her grandson will be welcome to visit her. She and the figure stare at each other for a moment. The figure eventually sighs and looks away, the figure asks Todd if sheâs always like this. Todd just shrugs and smiles, allowing Anette to lead him through a pair of pearly gates, sheâs already talking about how much cake theyâll need to feed all of these relatives.Â
P.S. Honey is a Good Dog and gets to go, too.
the last lines of the show:
demon: youâre not blind here â but youâre not surprised. whenâŚ?
anette: oh, toddy, donât be silly, my biological grandsonâs not twelve feet tall and doesnât scorch the furniture when he sneezes. iâve known for ages.
demon: then why?
anette: you wouldnât have stayed if you werenât lonely too.
demon: you⌠you donât have to keep calling me your grandson.
anette: nonsense! adopted children are just as real. now quit sniffling, you silly boy, and letâs go bake a cake. honey, heel!
honey: WĚ˝ĚĚżÍÍĚOĚÍŚĚŁĚŽĚšÍ Ě˛ĚŞOÍ̸ĚÍĚŹFĚÍŤÍÍĚĚŤÍĚÍÍĚ
The real Todd the Grandson actually visited as the climax of season three, Our Todd finds the letter saying heâs finally coming when helping Anette clean in the second episode
The rest of the season is increasingly tense leading up to the visit as for the first time, Our Todd has to actually admit that heâs not here to corrupt Anette, or fuck with her head; he genuinely likes her company, likes being her grandson for a few hours every other day
She thinks he moved to be closer, heâs abusing the time differences between their worlds, but heâs there more and more often over season two
The last shot of season three is Grandson Todd standing in the doorframe while Anette greats him, Our Todd frozen in the living room behind her while she asks who the guest is
Grandson Todd identifies our Todd IMMEDIATELY at the start of season 4 (he is about 6â2, extremely goth, and is elated to meet a real demon - until he realises this creature might be threatening his estranged grandmother)
Our Todd now has to persuade Grandson Todd not to tell Anette, and to keep going with the lie that just fell out of his mouth in the moment before Grandson Todd introduced himself:
Thatâs his boyfriend, also named Todd, funny coincidence
There are a lot of hushed arguments that freeze the second Anette shuffles into the room, both Todds wide eyed
Grandson Todd demands to know what a demon is doing here
Our Todd demands to know why the hell the grandson wasnât here sooner
Thereâs no trust, but a grudging agreement to keep Anette in the dark because the truth might just push her fragile heart over the edge⌠and having her âgrandsonâ around has made her so happy
She welcomes her actual grandson as his partner with open arms and her whole heart
Half way through season 5, they actually start dating
The movie released 10 years after season 7 ends is the Toddsâ wedding, finally meeting those absent parents, trying to work out how to explain that one of the grooms is a demon, and also OF COURSE the whole dead family is coming too
Also, canât be in a church for bursting-into-flame reasons. This clip makes all of the trailers
Ostensibly it should be about the Todds, but the movie still largely follows Anette, as her two grandsons come to her alternately and together to help with their various problems during the planning
There is a sassy lesbian demon best friend that had about 3 lines a season in the show, and about 30% of the movie for no discernible reason except to try and inject some âoh no will they or wonât theyâ as if the movie isnât about their actual wedding
The movie ends on Anette turning at the reception, and finally seeing Toddâs parents, both staring at her wide eyed
The fact that 2nd Dimension Doofenshmirtz had no real tragic backstory and is a much more successful villain tells me that Doofenshmirtz's backstories aren't the cause of his evil, they're an inhibition on his evil.
His suffering taught him humility and empathy and perseverance that 2nd Dimension Doofenshmirtz never had. And that ultimately made him a better person, and thus a worse villain.
How have we gone from like. The first movie where Tron was basically the deuteragonist. To four minutes of screentime in Legacy. To him just not fucking being there
Bring back Tron, you cowards!
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Restoring The Smallest Clockwork
This is insanely amazing. legitimately got chills watching it. and I know that it was a cheap tin toy probably made in a factory 100 years ago but oh my god, watching them machine the parts and clean all of the rust off and plate everything with enamel was so soothing.