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I have a BlueSky now🦋
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Adaptations of Strange Case of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde
Films:
- Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde (1908 - U.S.). Produced by William N. Selig. There are no known existing copies of this film.
- Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde (1908 - U.S.). Produced by Kalem Films. Directed by Sidney Olcott, starring Frank Oakes Rose in the lead role.
- A Modern Dr. Jekyll (1909 - U.S.). Produced by William N. Selig. There are no known existing copies of this film.
- The Duality of Man (1910 - U.K.). First Jekyll-Hyde adaptation filmed in England, directed by Harry Brodribb Irving.
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:0 Okay I'll try to give an okay prompt
Snuggles, just pure fluffy snuggles (if he knows what he's doing that is)
if not, well idk that's all I can give ; ;
I'm not good at prompts... sorry
The first thought Henry had after transforming was 'Ow'.
The second was 'Find pack'.
He easily escaped his office, just ramming the door till the lock broke did the trick. After that, it was following the halls and the scents that filled them. He wanted desperately to go and check on every single one of his pack members, but they had left him, and thinking too long about that made him sad. But he knew there was one packmate that hadn't left him, and he intended to find them and keep them safe, like his instincts howled for him to do.
There!
The scent of multiple animals atop a nice earthy scent like wheat and grass. 'Pack'. From there, the search was much easier, just following the trail until he reached the kitchen. He could hear two inside, talking, and he felt his tail wag. His packmate was talking to another, which meant they were also pack. He had found two members of his pack. With that thought spurring him on, he pushed into the room.
A shrill noise invaded his ears and he whined. The One Who Smelt Like Cookies was screaming. Why was she screaming? He didn't like it, didn't like how scared she smelt. Who scared his pack? How dare they!? The One Who Smelt Like Wheat And Grass And Animals was big now, furry. His tail wagged again. Wheat was like him. Cookies was not, no, but Wheat was, and Wheat liked Cookies and Cookies liked Wheat and he would keep them safe. He would keep them safe because he was the Leader and it was his job to keep them safe. With that logic perfectly clear in his head, he strode forward on clumsy paws and buried his snout in Wheat's fur, breathing in the comforting scent of wheat and grass and animal to an internal mantra of 'Mine mine mine'.
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Rachel screaming was what had made him look up. He had been so startled seeing another werewolf, he hadn't known what to do. Now, though, a familar scent was practically smothering him as this 'newcomer' nuzzled the mane around his neck.
"D-Dr. Jekyll!?" Jasper squeaked, returning he awkward hug. Indeed, the finely tailoured suit (now straining against the unfamiliar build) was defintely the doctor's, and the strong smell of ink and wine filled the younger wolf's nose. He hadn't even known Jekyll was a werewolf, though he supposed the knowing manner in which he had spoken to Jasper about monsters made more sense now.
"Jekyl!?!" Ah. Right. Rachel. Jasper turned to her with a nervous smile and a shrug as Jekyll murred and gruffed and licked at Jasper's cheek affectionately. His own tail was starting to wag along with the founder's, and he couldn't help but whine right back at him, turning and bumping Jekyll's snout with his. "Jekyll's a werewolf!?"
"A-Apparently?" Jasper let out a puff of air as Jekyll finally succeeded in knocking him over, now laying on him and getting comfy. Rachel stared, uncertain, then cautiously joined them. Jekyll seemed happier at that, moving to nestle between the two of them. "I feel bad for him.. he's clearly been having a rough time, what with everyone leaving him for Frankenstiein."
"How so?"
"Well," Jasper pondered how best to explain it to her. "Wolves have packs. Those packs have leaders, typically the mum and dad. Dr. Jekyll is the leader of the Society." Rachel's eyes brightened with understanding as she absentmindely scratched between Jekyll's ears.
"So when everyone abandoned him for Frankenstein, Jekyll lost his pack?" She turned sad eyes to the werewolf between them, leaning more heavily against his maned neck. His tail thumped against the kitchen floor happily. "Poor Dr. J.. he must be so lonely. Do you think-"
"DON'T HURT HIM IT'S HENRY!!!"
The two jumped, Jekyll shooting up with a surprised growl. Leaning againdt the doorframe, panting hard, was Robert Lanyon. He must have run all the way to the kitchen, likely from Jekyll's office. Upon realizing who it was, Jekyll let out a happy bark, to which Lanyon rushed up to him, frantically shushing him.
"You knew and didn't tell me!!" Rachel accused sharply.
"Well, apologies if I respected Henry's privacy and didn't tell anyone he was a bloody werewolf!" Lanyon snapped back. Between, Jekyll growled warningly. Rachel stiffened, but Lanyon just gave the younger doctor a stern look. "Oh, don't get all 'alpha wolf' on me, mister! You're the one who broke out of your office just because I was five minutes late!"
Jekyll at least had the decency to look apologetic, though his puppy-eyes made Lanyon feel guilty.
"Here, we'll help get him back to his room," Jasper offered. "He'll be alot happier with more of his pack present." Lanyon looked puzzled, then abruptly face-palmed.
"Of course! No wonder he's been so cuddly and protective!" Jekyll nuzzled at the older man, earning a distracted head pat. "Come on, let's get him out of here before someone sees him. Not a word of this to anyone, understand?"
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Henry laid on the rug in his office, wagging and pawing at the soft texture happily. Cookies and Wheat had gone with him to his office, as well as The One Who Smelt Like Spices And Grapes (his personal favourite, but he wouldn't tell his pack that, they might get sad), and now they were all cuddled together in a pile on the rug. Grapes was scratching around his neck, his soft hands buried in his thick fur, and Cookies was laying on top of him, giggling everytime his breathing lifted her up and down. Wheat was scribbling something in a big thick book, and he felt so proud that his packmate could write with his paws, so smart and perfect. He could only hope the rest of his pack was cuddled together in his absence. He chuffed, receiving a comforting nuzzle from where Wheat laid against his other side across from Grapes. The One Who Smelt of Blood and Sickness had no clue how to look after a pack, no, so he had to hope his pack was looking after each other.
He'd get them back, and maybe Sickness would get better, and then she would be pack as well, and then he would have all his pack together in their big complex den with it's odd tunnels and caverns, and it would be okay. Happy with that thought, Henry allowed himself to doze off to the sound of Grapes fondly gushing something about a thing called a 'fork' and rabbits.
Just got word that Billy & Mandy will be leaving MAX at the end of the year. If anyone's interested in grabbing some physical media, I'm putting up the last of my DVDs on eBay this week. Who knows what will happen in the future, but the series has never had a full DVD set made, so discs like these may soon be the only way to see the show.
I'm in "Holiday Blowout Mode", so not only are there DVDs and original production art, but posters, crew gifts, and rare merch from shows like Chowder, KND, Samurai Jack, etc.
A lot of people have seemed sad for me that I'm selling off all of this old art. Honestly, most of it has sat in boxes for nearly 25 years. If I didn't sell it, I'd probably pull it out once every couple of decades while looking for a tape measure. At least this way, ideally somebody who wants it ends up with it and can enjoy it more than I would. I'm super-thankful to everyone who's bid so far!
Right now, I'm really just trying to buy myself time. Time for the animation industry to "bounce back", if that is indeed its destiny. Or just time to figure out What's Next.
This line. Jfc this line
“I wanted to be good”. I wanted to be good. I was bad before, I was evil, I was cruel, this world wasn’t built for me and it’s my fault and I have to change myself to fit it.
I wanted to be good, in the eyes of everyone who doesn’t know who I am, who are so judgmental and who are so good, despite the cruelty and the evil and maybe if I got rid of the evil inside me then I’d be good enough for this world, for the people around me, for myself.
I wasn’t good, I was never good— and only by creating that awful version of me and casting the sin I thought I was committing onto this earth could I be decent, or worthy, or good.
Just. Good.
He could have said “I wanted to be good enough.” He could have said “I didn’t want to be evil.” But no, “I wanted to be good.”
Not good enough, not good for you, none of that. Good.

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Recently got into Hoof Fellas, and thought to draw Hoof Fellas Hyde with TGS! Hyde:]
I had trouble finding refs for Hoof Fellas Hyde AUH.
THE SILLIEEESSS I love them sm. I want to turn them into keychains and carry them around everywhere
✨️Queer little man...✨️ Griffin about Hyde™
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Drew my sweet doggo while dealing with post election depression. I did my best since he’s a black blob. He’s holding his new fish taco toy ready to play. Now we would like you to tell us the differences between the two pictures.

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This explains a lot about my lack of asking for help when I clearly need it
Don't forget the fact that asking for help carries the risk of someone expressing mild disappointment in your inabilities, which will cause you to shut down for 5 to 7 working days.
Also see: learning from a very young age that there's no point in asking for help because you should be able to do it on your own
Oh this is going around on more than one tumblr, huh!!
Well, good, I’m glad it’s helping my fellow ADHD ppl better understand why help is so hard
I’m confused, aren’t those switched? I thought entropy was going from chaotic life to orderly death, from hot and moving to cold and still.
I think the confusion is the point this piece is trying to make.
No, the whole point is that your default reaction is to go “but the bottom one is ordered!” because it looks neat and human. Ignoring the order of nature, where things may look strange to us but have their place.
Chaos is a city block, with straight lines on a landscape, regardless of what was there before. Order is a beautiful fractal of streams turning into rivers, turning into the sea
Order is functional, Chaos is when nothing connects to what it needs to.
school project, some drawings for my pretend game about a housefly girl called musca and her adventures in some creepy&wet place
POV: The guy you thought was dead in the ally just got up and is about to ask you where the nearest fish market is.
Just a low effort little doodle of the fish boy while The Boys ™️ play sims 4 with all our Hydes in one house.

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ITS ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON’S BIRTHDAY TODAY!!!
HAPPY BIRTHDAY AND THANK YOU FOR GRACING US WITH THE DUALITY OF MAN!!
And for giving us the greatest novel written during a six day drug fueled high! HAPPY BIRTHDAY!