#cheers to the tin man

[quartings]

I needed closure after the latest episode

Bonus:

[digitalwizard01]

[nachtfaust]

"Someday I'd like to be reunited and see my boys. The boys of Easy Company, sir."

[jeremyfuscaldo]

Cheers to the Tin Man.

RIP GI Robot (maybe??)

[rose-does-valve-games]

Nothing Valve related but I think I found a new character to attach myself to

[thingsasbarcodes]

Creature Commandos 1x03 - Cheers to the Tin Man

[thefingerfuckingfemalefury]

<3 This machine kills fascists <3

[void-lioness]

🫡🫡🫡

[quaint-ignorant]

me at 2am before a school day bawling my eyes out tears wetting my pillow hands shaking and heart hurting after re-reading "cheers to the tin man" for the hundredth time

[comicweek]

At the climax of Creature Commandos third episode “Cheers to the Tin Man,” after getting the go ahead from his C.O., GI Robot gets to do the one thing he has been wanting to do for 74 years and 24 days: Kill Nazis. Or, at least, their inbred grandsons: incels. What follows is your typical montage of over-the-top gun violence as Robot’s torso unhinges from his lower portion and begins floating above the battlefield in 360 degrees of spray and pray. The Punisher (Ray Stevenson) does something similar at the start of Punisher: WarZone (2008), but with better mood lighting. Both sequences capture a certain jouissance experienced as they execute a massacre. The needle drop of “Coin Operated Boy” by The Dresden Dolls, helps to heighten sequence on its surface to a more comedic tone but in retrospect highlights the tragedy of GI Robot in this episode and ties back to the Bride’s origin seen in "The Tourmaline Necklace". “Cheers to the Tin Man” is a better articulation of the dynamic and structure of the series with tighter thematic and nuanced ties between past and present.

As Task Force M rescues the Bride and Nina GI Robot flashes back to his time in World War II with Easy Company and Sgt. Rock. In some smart tie in work, this this is the DC comics version of the battalion that was subject of Band of Brothers so no randomly jarring Jimmy Fallon cameos. While the sequence is incredibly violent, E company walks into a trap laid by the Nazis and are only pulled out of it because of Robot’s stilting abilities. It is in this act of bravery that Robot finds his first family and brothers

While Robot is very good at keeping time such as counting the seconds until he’s gotten to kill Nazis with friends, the flashback structure of this episode shows how queer his temporality is. GI Robot moves through time but the nature of his consciousness and the ability to shut him down creates distinct end points and gaps in his waking time and unmoors him from a linear flow resulting, due in part to his limited programming directives, to constantly be in a state of war and looking to kill Nazis. After a less than glowing trip onto the talk show circuit in the 50s, the Government gives him to the Metal Men’s William Magnus as research fodder, before he eventually finds himself turned on in the living room of Sam Fitzgibbon and it’s the 2000’s. Fitzgibbon, a military otaku, makes the mistake of bringing Robot to the local meeting of the Hub City National Socialist Club. The disjointedness of his experience is captured in the montage set to “Coin Operated Boy” that ties the back third of this episode together. The montage flattens and unifies time as he is visually shown experience-reexperiencing these events all at once. As the camera pans right in the present showing the Sons of Themyscira being riddled with lead the image morphs into his massacre of the Hub City Nazis, a maneuver that is also the best use of animation in the season thus far.

Full Review on The Monthly Pull

[digitalwizard01]

Ok, so here's where I stand on the Clayface theory at this point. I do think it is still possible, though less likely now. If Ilana was Clayface, you would think that she would use some of his abilities to defend herself when she was alone with the Sons of Themyscira, no survivors, no risk of being caught. There was also no one else in the room with her at one point, and she was still acting afraid. Why would Clayface do that with again, no risk of discovery. So that goes two points in the not Clayface category. However, Circe seems like she at least thinks she's in the right for wanting to kill Ilana, so there must be some reason behind it, which could be that she knows something about Ilana is wrong and dangerous, and potentially that she's not herself. Also why would she leave The Bride and Nina alive? Why did she fix The Brides arms? There's something sus going on I know it

[nachtfaust]

[roselinbooks]

So apparently an easy recipe to be my favorite character is:

- be a robot

- hate nazis

So if anyone has an OC that fits that criteria please tell me about them!!

[diseasefork]

CHEERS FOR THE TIN MAN!

[darkmessiah2000]

My coin-operated boy finally got to kill Nazis

🍻Cheers To The Tin Man🍻

[roastedoatmilk]

Lunch Box Scandal

Kento Nanami x Gn! Reader

Summary: Someone seems to be packing Nanami’s lunch for him and Gojo is determined to figure out who it is.

Word Count: 1.2k

Tags: the most tooth rotting fluff, mentions of satosugu, gojo needs a hug he's also a little shit in this, nanami being insanely whipped for his partner

This is also on ao3 !!

Little Things Masterlist here

Kento Nanami sighs as he walks into the faculty room, lunch box in hand, Gojo had been on his nerves all day pestering him over the smallest things. Sitting down at the farthest table from the door Kento sets his lunch box onto the table wondering what you had prepared for him for his lunch that day. Unlatching the buckle holding the tin box closed Kento hears the door to the room open and then quickly close again, he inwardly groans knowing exactly who had just entered the room.

“Nanamin!” Gojo cheered, “not having lunch by yourself, are you?” Making his way over to the table that the blond man was at and plopping down into the seat closest to him.

Kento tries his hardest to ignore the 6 '3 man child and opens the lid to his lunch box finally getting a view of what you had packed for him that morning. A small smile comes to the man’s face when he sees the effort you put into his lunch. The rice balls molded to be shaped like penguins each one having a different little face, the sausages cut to be shaped like octopuses, the eggs made out to be a duck with little faces, and a star shaped carrot placed over his peas. Taped to the lid of the box is a little note in your handwriting that says “You’re my Honey Bee” with a tiny drawing of two bees underneath it. As he was reading the note he could feel the gaze of a certain blindfolded man on him.

Sighing, Kento turns to the white haired man and asks, “Yes Satoru?” trying his hardest to make it look like your note didn’t affect him.

Gojo didn’t buy it for one second, a wicked grin on his face. Snatching the note from the top of the lunch box before he could say anything, Gojo brings the note closer to him and reads it before laughing, Kento just groans knowing what’s coming next.

“Awwww Nanami I didn’t realize you were the type to like being called such sweet pet names, I always took you for the type to hate them.” Gojo commented before continuing with “Maybe I should start calling you Honey Bun.”

Kento glared at the white haired man while he angrily munched on one of the rice balls that you had packed him, it was delicious as usual. You always insisted on waking up early to pack his lunch for him even though he has told you countless times that it isn't necessary. Gojo eyes the food curiously taking in the presentation of it.

“Hold on now Nanamin, who exactly packed this lunch for you?” The white haired man questions noticing how much effort was put into the lunch.

Gojo likes to think that he knows Nanami well enough at this point and he is certain that the stoic man wouldn’t put this much effort into his own lunch instead opting to buy a sandwich from a local convenience store and call it a day. Kento sighs not really wanting to tell Gojo about you, not because he was ashamed of you, that's not the case at all. Instead, it’s because he knew that the second the special grade sorcerer knew of your existence, he would never hear the end of it. Popping one of the sausages in his mouth the blond chews as slow as he possibly could to avoid answering the question.

Gojo groans at this before chirping “Come on now Nanami you can tell me anything.” to prove his point Gojo props up his head with the palms of his hands to signal that he’s paying attention.

Kento exhaled heavily before wiping his mouth with a spare napkin, turning his head away from Gojo he finally mumbles “Mypartnermakesmylunchforme.” saying it so quietly that Gojo wasn’t able to catch it.

“Nanamiiiii speak up. I may have six eyes, but my hearing isn't the best in my old age.” Gojo retorts, chuckling at his own joke.

Kento turns his head to face the lanky white haired man, a bright red painting his freckled face and his ears. Taking a deep breath the blond finally says, “My partner makes my lunch for me, now that’s quite enough Satoru I’d like to finish my lunch in peace.”

The second Gojo hears the word partner he perks up immediately, questions racing through his head. He takes in the look on his junior’s face, the red painting his cheeks and ears, the look in his eye as he reads the note you left him over again. In all of his years knowing the man, not once had Gojo seen him look like this. Instead of teasing the blond Gojo nods his head in understanding.

“They must be a really great person to have you looking like this.” Gojo says softly remembering the only person to ever make him look like the blond did now, causing Kento to look up at him.

“They’re the best person I know, they make me a better man.” Kento stated as if it was a fact, the love the man had for you was obvious.

Kento reached into his pocket and pulled out his wallet, opening it up and turning it towards the special grade sorcerer. Inside one of the main parts was a photo of a person looking directly into the camera, a bright smile lighting up their face. Flour covering their entire being smeared all across their face and clothes, some of it even making it into their hair. Kento smiles fondly at the photo remembering how you both had attempted to try a new recipe which ended in the both of you covered in the ingredients barely any of it making it into the bowl. The blond takes the photo out of the wallet and hands it to Gojo.

“This was the result of the first and last time the two of us tried to bake something together,” Kento explained “We came to realize that we don’t make a good team in the kitchen, more flour ended up on us than in the bowl.” The smile on his freckled face grew the longer he looked at the photo.

Gojo could feel the beginnings of tears welling up in his eyes, thankfully hidden behind his blindfold. The white haired man felt so happy that his junior had found his person, thinking about when he lost his own person all those years ago. Clearing his throat Gojo composes himself and says to the man next to him “Your secret is safe with me, don’t worry.”

Hearing the man say this briefly shocked Kento before he nods his head in thanks, placing the photo of you back in its rightful place in his wallet. Reaching for one of the rice balls he breaks it in half and gives a piece to Gojo, not saying a word as he does so. The two men sit in silence as they eat, a mutual understanding between them.

When Kento returns home that night he asks if it would be too much trouble for you to pack a sweet in his lunch for the future. You nod with a small smile on your face knowing that your lover isn’t a sweets fan but that a certain white haired sorcerer is.

A/N hiya !!! this is part one of a mini series that i’m working on i hope y’all enjoy :3 reader will be having a bigger appearance in the later parts !!!