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TaleSpin - 1X06 “It Came from Beneath the Sea Duck” ~ Rebecca Cunningham’s apartment (details, view inside the apartment)
Oh, so this is where all our profits go.
#this is the queue of the jungle#||reblogs||#||you'll have to use your sense of sight; aesthetic||#||verse: a talespin tale||
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small fall
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@cavetigrim said:
"why did you help me ?"
↪ 𝑴𝑶𝑹𝑩𝑰𝑫 ᶜᵘʳᶤᵒˢᶤᵗʸ . ( a collection of various unsorted question prompts . adjust phrasing as necessary . will be updated frequently . )
Bagheera had only ever heard about tiger pits.
Back at the menagerie, many men walked around, gazing at the animals like those were mere paintings, objects created for their entertainment, while the animals outside of those cages were trophies, born to be hunted down by them. Either way, possessions. But mankind had a knack for coming up with more and more elaborate ways of making the hunt easier for themselves. Dogs, horses... and TRAPS.
Whoever had dug up this tiger pit had done so specifically for Shere Khan, it seemed.
Bagheera had merely been following him to bother him. Always toeing the like, never crossing it. Knowing when to push and when to relent– it was a game in itself, finding out just how much she could get away with when it came to the feared tiger. Wondering if it was because she was the only other feline in this part of the jungle, and that might make him tolerate her a little more than he did the wolves, the monkeys or the bear.
She had stopped on her tracks upon noticing fresh dirt scattered on the ground, dark and rich with insects that tended to burrow themselves deep; and an uncharacteristic amount of leaves equally scattered ahead, completely clear of any of this fresh grime. Merely an odd sight for those who didn't know any better.
She remembered a man who had come from far away to try to buy her from the menagerie and had boasted about his tricks. Remembered his words as if he were whispering them in her ear right that moment:
When you dig a tiger, pit you want to scatter the dirt. Don't leave mounds of it, the beasts aren't stupid.
The full weight of Bagheera's body slammed against Khan's side, the force of it rattling through her bones in a way that threatened to be felt for days.
"A tiger pit!" The words left her quickly, and almost as quickly she moved away from the tiger to keep her throat intact. Moved to push a rock with a paw, make it roll towards the fresher leaves, and watch it all sink into a hole that ended in many sharpened sticks pointing towards the sky, waiting for something heavy to fall upon them.
As she gazed upon it, she was already thinking about all the trouble such a trap could cause, how Mowgli could help cover this hole– how whoever dug it would come back for their 'prize' sooner than later. Green eyes gazing around with paranoia until Khan spoke.
Bagheera turned to him, looking at him like he had just asked something crazy, as if SHE wasn't the one who had just done something crazy.
"Would you rather I let you fall in there?" she asked back, well aware that it wasn't an answer to his question.
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Liar.
You always care. Always have.
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will you meet me in the ancient trees,, ?
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Alex Dimitrov, from Love and Other Poems; “Love”
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"Yes," said Mowgli. "In the jungle everyone fears Bagheera... everyone but me."
"Yes, but you are my mancub," said the panther with such tenderness. "I've returned to my world and you must return to yours sooner or later, the world of men, your true brothers. The wolves might demand you be killed to the Council, do you know that?"
"But, why? Who will want to kill me?" asked Mowgli.
"Look at me," said Bagheera, and Mowgli looked her in the eye. The panther looked away after half a minute. "That's why," she said, shifting her stance. "Not even I can look you in the eye, and I was born among men... Besides, because I love you, brother, I cannot kill you. But the others have their reasons to hate you, because their eyes cannot resist your gaze either... because you're wise... because you've pulled thorns from their paws... because you're a man."
The Jungle Book - Terramar Edition.
#'but you are my man cub'#'because i love you. brother. i cannot kill you'#what if i fucking cry#what then#this is the queue of the jungle#||self reblogs||#||thoughts of the wise feline; musings||
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A long silence dragged on, as no wolf there wanted to fight Akela to the death.
"Bah!" Roared Shere Khan. "Who here cares to kill this weak, toothless old wolf? He'll die soon anyway! The mancub is the one whose life has been allowed to continue for too long!"
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"He's a man! A man!" the pack howled, and most of the wolves surrounded Khan, who'd already begun to sway his tail, once more.
"Now this is all in your hands," said Bagheera to Mowgli. "We can't do anything but fight."
Mowgli stood with the fire recipient in his hands. He yawned before the Council, extended his arms. He was furious and upset, because the wolves hadn't ever told him how much they hated him. Surely, they'd behaved like wolves and hid the truth from him.
"Listen to me!" he yelled. "All this dog-talk isn't necessary. Tonight you have repeatedly told me that I am a man, which is true, though I would have rather kept being a wolf my whole life. So, from now on you are no longer my brothers, and I shall call you sad [dogs], which is what the men call you. From now on, you will lose all right to decide and you won't have a voice or a say in anything. I will be the one who gives the orders and to make that clear I, the man, have brought you some of the red flower you fear so much, dogs."
He threw the recipient to the ground and some fragments of hot coal lit the dry grass, which burned immediately. The whole Council took a step back, terrified by the flames.
Mowgli held the dry branch over the fire. Once it caught on, he wielded it over his head, terrifying the cowardly wolves.
"You've become the master," Bagheera spoke through gritted teeth. "Now, save Akela from certain death. He's always been your friend."
I love how Shere Khan manipulates the wolves against Mowgli and Bagheera —even if for the sake of his safety— manipulates Mowgli against the wolves. She makes him be angry at the pack and sends him off to find the red flower before Akela even fails his solo hunt, and tells him what to do through the confrontation with Khan and the council, yet tells him "now you've become the master" EVEN WHILE SHE'S THE ONE TELLING HIM WHAT TO DO EVERY STEP OF THE WAY AND HE'S JUST DOING EXACTLY AS SHE SAYS BECAUSE SHE TOLD HIM THE PACK HATES HIM INSTEAD OF TELLING HIM WHAT SHE KNOWS, THAT KHAN WAS MANIPULATING THEM. She even tells him "Now, save Akela from CERTAIN DEATH" even though Khan just told the wolves that Akela isn't worth killing and that keeping him alive poses no threat because he's old, and none of the wolves wanted to kill him.
#gaslight gatekeep girlboss#this is the queue of the jungle#||thoughts of the wise feline; musings||#& shere khan#& akela#& mowgli
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And all those rules had to be learned by Mowgli and all of them, he had to repeat over and over more than a hundred times. Just as Baloo told Bagheera the day he had to strike him and the boy went away in a rage: "He is a human cub. He must learn the law of the jungle."
"But keep in mind that he's still small," warned the panther, who —if it were her responsibility alone to educate the boy— would have spoiled him rotten. "How do you expect his little head to store all that you teach him?"
"Is there anything in this jungle small enough to not be killed? There isn't, right? That's precisely what I'm trying to teach him and that is why, when he gets distracted, I hit him from time to time, though I always do it gently."
"What do you know about gentleness? Your paws are as heavy as steel," Bagheera growled. "Today, his face is purple because of your... gentleness, aargh!"
"I'd rather leave his head full of bruises myself, since I love him, than see him suffer for his ignorance," Baloo responded bluntly. "Right now I am teaching him the secret phrases of the jungle, those that will protect him from birds and snakes, and against any four legged hunter, except those from his own pack. If he remembers these words, he can ask for protection anywhere in the jungle. Isn't that worth some smacking around?"
"Well, but be careful and don't kill the mancub with one of your gentle smacks. Do not sharpen your claws on him like you would on a trunk. And what secret phrases are those you speak of? I am more often the one granting help, not the one who requests it. But, still, I would like to know them" Bagheera said, stretching a single paw to admire her own sharp claws, which shined a shade of silver blue.
"Let Mowgli himself tell you... If he can. Come here, brother!"
"My head buzzes as if filled with bees," came a moody little voice from above their heads. It was Mowgli, who slid down from his perch on the tree, offended and angry. "And I come down only for Bagheera! Not for you, sack of fat."
The Jungle Book (Terramar Edition) - Kaa's Hunt.
#bagheera is such a soccer mom#||thoughts of the wise feline; musings||#& baloo#& mowgli#||self reblogs||
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idk about you guys but violence is like my second resort
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↪ 𝑴𝑶𝑹𝑩𝑰𝑫 ᶜᵘʳᶤᵒˢᶤᵗʸ . ( a collection of various unsorted question prompts . adjust phrasing as necessary . will be updated frequently . )
are you kidding me ?
[ name ] , what just happened ?
hey ! what’d you do that for ?
did you plan on ever telling me ?
do you want to tell me the truth , this time ?
you seriously think i could’ve done this ?
did you know about this ?
[ name ] , what were you thinking ?!
can we talk ? alone ?
why are you doing all of this ?
it can’t be that bad , right ?
haven’t you heard the stories ?
who did this to you ?
what are you insinuating ?
what did you think was gonna happen ?!
you think i could do something like that ?
who do you think you are ?
why won’t you let me help you ?
do you have any evidence of that ?
can we put away our differences for a second ?
where have you been ?
is that … blood ?
what’s your problem ?
are you real ?
where’s your sense of adventure ?
would you kill for me ?
you’re [ name ] , aren’t you ?
why can’t you just let it go ?
do you want me to stay ?
what if we left … ran away ?
what else was i supposed to do ?
how did you get this scar ?
could you give me a hand with this ?
do you ever stop talking ?
you’ve never done this before , have you ?
where do you think you’re going ?
how many fingers am i holding up ?
what can i say to make it better ?
why can’t we all just get along ?
can i stay the night ?
what’s that supposed to mean ?
where did your common sense go ?
you seriously don’t believe me ?
what aren’t you telling me ?
do you have a minute ?
why are you lying ?
you’re gonna walk away from this ?
where am i supposed to go ?
can we stop and think about this rationally ?
how long has it been since you’ve slept ?
why can’t we be civil about this ?
what makes you so special ?
where is all of this coming from ?
how are we gonna get out of here ?
you’ll never leave me , right ?
were you in on this ?
care to join me for a bit ?
shows what you know , doesn’t it ?
do you want to get out of here ?
what were you expecting to happen ?
what are you working on ?
i can tell you’re upset , what happened ?
when can i see you again ?
where do we go from here ?
can you sit up for me ?
how long have you been awake ?
what are you getting out of this ?
can we put this behind us ?
where are you ? nobody’s heard from you .
how can i make this go away ?
were you following me ?
where does it hurt ? show me .
[ name ] , what the hell ?
hey … can i ask you something ?
you’re not gonna tell me where we’re going ?
really ? you’re gonna do that right here ?
are you even listening to me ?
we can help each other , right ?
hey … did you hear that ?
you have no idea who i am , do you ?
how long have you known ?
what exactly are you asking me to do ?
how was i supposed to know that ?
are you new around here ?
can you stop and listen to me for a second ?
do you think there’s something wrong with me ?
what , you think i’m not qualified ?
why did you help me ?
can you just look at me , please ?
what can i do to convince you ?
where did we go wrong ?
oh my god , are you bleeding ?
why the long face ?
are you trying to get yourself killed ?
what do you make of this ?
how much do you wanna bet ?
you’re sure this will work ?
why are you so concerned about me ?
what are you trying to prove ?
did you ever care about me ?
are you drunk ?
isn’t this amazing ?
how long have you been standing there ?
what are you suggesting ?
why are you such a pessimist ?
did you know them ?
can we call it a day ?
where did you come from ?
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In the Dark + The Truth Hurts (2.06)
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These two are divorced.
#THIS POST IS 3 YEARS OLD#happy late divorce anniversary Bagheera and Shere Khan 🎉 🥳#||self reblogs||#||look at me; visuals||#||singed jungle cat; shere khan||#||my post||
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AAAAAnd with the hot season here, the power outages begin. So far they've been short, and I've got my queue set up to post for a while. But just in case, contact me on Discord and if you don't have my Discord, DM me for it!
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