#dee & friends in oz

[woggle-bugger-me]

Young fans identify with Dorothy because she ran away from bullies and searched for a better place. Oz symbolizes a place away from the oppression of being a gay child, a safe harbor from teasing, and a place of refuge where one can be oneself. The stories are about misfits with unusual identities who find imaginative and courageous ways to get away from persecution, and end up being respected and famous. Oz stories give a young gay boy a glimpse of another way his life could be. They offer happier endings to one's own story.

Dee Michel, "Friends of Dorothy: Why Gay Boys and Gay Men Love The Wizard of Oz" (Page 125)

[crisp-sweet-pink-lady]

Grandma: Let me introduce you to a little thing called fanfiction.

[leebrontide]

One thing that's likely not visible to all younger queers is that little kids shows have gotten radically queerer in the last 10 years.

I'm not just talking about Owl House, Kippo etc, much as I love them.

I mean like stuff for kindergardners.

Characters in Strawberry Shortcake and Superhero Girls and more have gay parents just unremarkably in the background. That was unthinkable 15 years ago.

But the thing that shocks me utterly is the casual inclusion of nonbinary characters.

Dee and Friends in Oz, Polly Pocket, Craig of the Creek...it seems like half the shows my daughter watches have nonbinary characters just seamlessly included. Not even a Very Special Episode. Just...here's the scarecrow in charge of scarecrow village who uses they/them pronouns that everyone just uses without comment.

I was almost 30 before I found the word nonbinary. For my kid to just grow up with this is astonishing.

Conservatives are so mad because it's INCREDIBLY hard to just put this kind of inclusion back away. Once something is normal, and clearly not causing anything bad to happen, it's hard to convince people to be scared of it.

[siolixz]

⋆｡°✩ Of Love and Loyalty⋆｡°✩

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Part 1

<Part 2><Part 3: final>

Pairings: Oz "The Penguin" Cobb x Reader

Reader takes Victor's place in this story. She and Oz have a difficult relationship- he clearly likes her and she is conflicted in her feelings towards him (Eve doesn't have a sexual relationship with Oz in this). While I am between chapters, I decided to write this. Life has been so busy lately- so I apologize. Everyone in this story is 18+ and consenting. I've listened to Lana while writing this sooooo

Enjoy and give feedback If you want :)

Warnings: mentions of violence, smut , gunplay (¬‿¬)

After the death of your parents you were in a bad place, evidently. In a bad place, with the wrong type of people- stealing rims; trying to get by and scraping for food every day, life was miserable in Crown Point and it seemed like there was no way out.

 Not until he found you; shots firing by your head- he cornered you in the street- with a gun in your face. 

“P-please, please do-don’t.” all the words your stupid mouth could pronounce, he looked at you and he decided you were going to live- for the time being. 

This man, he was like a force of nature- so different, so strange. He was the most terrifying person you ever met in your life, from the way he carried himself to the way he dressed- you knew he was a mobster. Someone that the boys on the block, the ones that thought they were ‘tough’ and bullied people like you- people that needed help- could only ever dream of being like. 

Only in small glimpses could you see the man that was underneath; he was lonely, that much you knew- he was a man who dreamed of being respected, of being feared and loved, by all- maybe by you too, by the way you would catch him staring at you, the way he touched you sometimes- on your shoulder, on your hips- one time he brushed the hair out of your face, small acts of domestic kindness gave you glimpses into his desires, his wants and needs.  

“Where you from, kid?” He asked you about your life, he listened and he showed how kind he was, regarding your father and mother and your sister, for the first time since the traumatic event someone listened- everything, everything was taken from you.

He told you, “You have to be hard as nails, think on your feet.” He was right, people like you had to fight for the things they needed, the things they had to get in order to survive. He was like a mentor, you looked up to him, really- you did, but you were also scared, scared that one day you’re gonna do something wrong- say something wrong and he will put a bullet between your eyes before you know it. You couldn’t leave, if you did he was going to find you- the thought of that sent shivers down your spine.

As Robert told you about him leaving for California, you felt a rug being pulled from underneath you- he was the only thing tying you to your old life, the old you. The one who used to sneak into abandoned buildings with your friends; the one who ran home from school to meet up with him and your other friends to hang outside together- to enjoy life. 

“Why-why would you do that? Your whole life is here” you asked him. You and Robert enjoyed each other’s company, he kissed you a few times but that was all, he wasn’t your boyfriend, though you cared for each other.

“Not anymore” he told you “Our families are dead…we gotta care for ourselves now. Look at you, living in this nice apartment- it’s crazy he lets you stay here.” He looked around, almost not believing HE was here, let alone you. You told him that you do some paperwork for this club owner and he lets you stay in one of his spare apartments as payment, a good enough lie, he didn’t probe further. 

“Wh-when are you leaving?” you asked and as he told you that tomorrow night- you wanted to cry, beg him to stay.

“You could come with me” he grabbed your hands and leaned down to look at you “we could start over.” 

You looked at him and nodded “Robert, I-i’m not sure he…he will let me leave.” You took a deep breath. 

“Who? Your boss?” he asked.” Why would he care if you left? Does he-“ Robert took a pause, debating if he was going to ask you this or not “-does he ask for other things too?” You knew exactly what he was referring to. 

“N-no, nothing like that. Robert... this guy, he’s not just like a-a club owner.” you looked him in the eyes, trying to find a way to break this to him “He-he’s like…like a gangster.”

Robert’s eyes went wide “Then you definitely shouldn’t work for this guy. You need to leave.” He’s right, you did need to leave.

How is he gonna know? He’s too busy with Sofia to care for the moment, too concentrated on the new drug- this could be a way out- to get out of this city- for good this time. Leave all the pain in Gotham, start a new life.

 “The bus is leaving tomorrow night, 11pm, promise i’ll see you there?”

“Yes, promise.’ He gave you a quick kiss and left. 

After he came back home, he told you every detail he could think about. He seemed excited, that’s good. He told you he’s gonna need you tomorrow, he had a meeting with the Triads, apparently he forged an alliance with Sofia. Good, good for him, you were happy. Way too happy to see HIM happy, he was your captor- you shouldn't be happy for him.

Too bad you’re not gonna stick around to find out how the deal ends.

 While you were thinking of ways you could tell him about you disappearing while you waited in the Maserati- you were interrupted by a cop and you followed your ‘mentor’s’ words, “think on your feet”---he told you that evening that he was proud of you; as he smiled and grabbed your hand at the lunch you had to observe Luca’s wife at. 

This ���intimacy’ he placed on you, he was going further and further every day. You didn’t want this, did you? Your stomach did a flip whenever he touched you or looked at you, maybe you wanted to be loved too, protected. 

Oz was also a charismatic man and pretty funny too, so what's not to like? Besides all the killing, he joked around with you and it seemed he enjoyed when you would give him a remark back, when you showed him you had it in you. 

You were leaving tomorrow, when he was gonna be busy at the club- his club. As he was talking to Sofia, he instructed you to be the supplier to the hookers giving the people in the club ‘Bliss’ that’s how he called it. 

His idea, you were sure.  You had to be dressed the part, in a tight white dress so short you couldn’t bend over at all in, your breasts barely covered by the material. 

Between trying to calm your nerves and trying to ignore the way Oz was looking you up and down like a starving man looking at a 3 course meal- this night was going to be hard to get through. 

But you already made a plan, when everyone was distracted, the girls with the customers and Oz with the Triads- you were going to escape. Out the back door and into the night- for a chance at a better life. 

As the evening went on the girls were becoming more and more demanding, people loved ‘Bliss’ and they sure loved you, when you came by- with the product in your purse they cheered for you; they knew your name, some even hit on you- but that’s not important.  

You had to “get your head in the game” like he would say, Oz, it felt so wrong to think like this but you felt bad, a part of you felt like you were gonna let him down- break his heart.

You weren’t ambitious like he taught you to be, you were a coward, afraid of a life like this, afraid of a life with him. 

He was always so full of confidence, of pride- you wanted him to be proud of you too.  Maybe he was going to be so happy he was gonna take the next step and kiss you, you didn’t want this, did you? This dangerous man, he killed people, he murdered them in cold blood and he liked it too.

He was also kind and funny and lonely, so lonely; you were lonely too, you could have a better life here in Gotham, as well- under his wing. 

You checked your phone “Bus is leaving in one hr, u coming?” Robert texted you.

Yes, yes of course you were coming, you had to get to the staff bathroom- upstairs, so you could leave his cash there; change into your old clothes- jeans and a t-shirt- blend into the crowd and leave. 

As Roxy called out your name and pulled you into the crowd, ‘to dance’ she yelled. You couldn’t look suspicious, play the part- play the part, you repeated in your head. 

“You two look like a match.” She yelled in your ear and smirked at you.

“Wh-who?” 

“You and the big boss” she grabbed your waist almost embracing you “Did you fuck him yet? Or are you saving yourself for marriage?” She giggled in your ear as she told you that.

“No.” You answered, clear as day. You saw the way they looked at you- back at Oz’s apartment, you just thought you looked different from them, they were all dressed so nice and you looked like you’ve been to hell and back, because you did- so that’s why they were whispering and giggling to themselves about. 

You told Roxy you had to go, said your goodbyes and you left immediately after. 

In the bathroom, you looked another time at your phone- “Bus is leaving in 30 min. Pls come.” Ok, you had to leav-

“Doll, we fucking did it! Triads are in.” The sound of the door being opened hard enough it almost fell off its hinges, made you immediately drop your phone near the sink ”Oh, it was sweet, you should’ve seen it. We gotta play it safe I mean I still got the Maronis on my ass.” he smiled at you, flashing his gold teeth and started to point his finger towards you.

“But you! Look at you, you fucking did it. I’m proud of you, so fucking proud of you!” He came closer to you and grabbed your face- cradling it, “I told Roxy to order some of that red wine you like- the good stuff, cmon!” He grabbed your upper arm and in the worst timing possible-your phone started ringing near the sink- you quickly turned around and closed it. 

“Give it to me-” He’s going to kill you. 

“Oz-”

“Now, GODDAMIT!” he yelled and you jumped. Your heart beating a thousand miles per hour, he couldn’t see what the texts were, he was going to go crazy. Now for sure, he was going to kill you. Great. You unlocked your phone and gave it to him, your knees felt like play doh.  

As he blinked and looked down at your phone, you could see him scroll through the messages. He looked up at you and you could swear you could see him think about what he was gonna say to you. This man- who was never quiet-was reduced to silence, for the first time since you met him.  God, this was a mistake, why did you want to leave, you didn’t want to leave him.

“We’re this fucking close and you wanna bail on me like that, for what? Some fucking guy who doesn’t care about you.” he said, brows furrowed. He didn’t know Robert, didn’t know if he cared about you or not, yet he is pretty sure he doesn’t- maybe he cares more than him. “With my fucking money, huh?” he asked, after looking at your purse and you. 

“N-no, I swear, it’s not-not about that.” You pleaded, hopefully he was gonna listen, please listen, you thought. 

“What did you have huh? Before I found you? Nothing.” He was right, you did have nothing “I gave you food, shelter, a job and I’m still not good enough for you-”

“Oz, n-no this isn't about that.” you pleaded.

“It sure as shit looks like it. You think you’re too good for this life. You wanna go? Whadya waitin’ for?” he moved his much larger body out of the way, so you could have a clear path towards the door “Fucking go.” He looked almost sad- desperate in a way.

“I-i can’t.” You couldn’t leave, he was going to kill you; he told you that- multiple times.

“The fuck, you think I’m holding you hostage or something? Like you’re my prisoner” Yes, you are. Maybe you liked it, maybe this whole ‘im gonna escape' thing was all a bluff, you wanted a life like this, it excited you, it made your heart race- like he did. 

He moved his hand beneath his jacket and before you knew it- he pointed his gun at you.

“Oz-oz, hey-“ you started

“What did you have, huh? Before I found you?” He slowly started to move towards you, gun shoved near your face. “Fucking nothing. You were nothing. I would kill for you- I gave you so much of what I had, you have all the opportunity in the fucking world.” He came close enough you could smell his cologne and the whiskey on his breath “But this” he pressed the gun next to your head “this is all you feel!” His voice was breaking. 

“N-no-“ you tried to find the words to change his demeanor. You almost started to cry, your heart fell to your ass and you wanted the ground to swallow you whole right now

“This is all you feel, huh? Being with me?”  He looked into your eyes, his own brown eyes were being illuminated by the bathroom you were in, almost reddish- showing the anger and disappointment he probably felt- you let him down. 

“What else did you tell him, huh?” He asked, once he removed the gun from your temple, as he trailed it down your body, from your neck to your belly. “That I’m in the mob... that I kill people, that you helped hide a fucking dead body?” 

He was so close to you, the way he pressed you against the wall- reminding you of the first time you met him. “That I wanna fuck you?” He whispered.

His question made your ears and cheeks flush with blood and your heartbeat start pounding even more- if that was even possible. His gun trailed even lower and you thought he stopped pointing it at you, until you felt the cold barrel of it on your leg- goosebumps appeared on your skin, he trailed it up and up until it gripped your tight dress from underneath. 

His pupils were blown wide and his breath was getting heavier. “Truth is, you always had a choice.” He moved the gun even higher and with the help of his hand your thongs were on full display in front of him, your dress on your waist.  

He moved his gun to the front of your panties, pressing against your pubic bone- you didn't want to look down and stare at the shameful display.  

“And you choose to stay.” As he moved the gun near the part of the thong that was covering your clit and moved it down there, you couldn’t help the moan that escaped you and you looked down, partially because this was so shameful and partly because you didn’t want him to see how turned on you were. 

As you opened your eyes when you looked down- you saw his boner in his pants and the gun he had pointed towards you and the way he held it- like he actually was going to shoot you. 

“I’m-I’m sorry.” You whispered, hoping this would be enough. Maybe you could move on- you didn’t mean it. 

“Look at me.” you reluctantly raised your head “This is what you want, this life- doing this...Don’t fucking lie to yourself. You want to be more than your parents, be someone.” He looked at your lips and then back up into your eyes, as you remained quiet he pressed the gun even harder against your clothed clit. 

“M-my parents would be ash-ashamed of me.” He pressed it even harder “please.”

“Please what? You have to use your words doll.” He gave you a glinted smile- he enjoyed this immensely, what a sick man. “Maybe I can give your little boyfriend a call, have my men go after him and put a bullet in his fucking head. “ 

“You wanna be nothing, great, you already are.” He moved his gun from the right hand to the left and replaced the cold barrel of the pistol with his fingers; the warmth of them was warmly greeted with your involuntary moan. He moved the gun right under your chin- you wanted to cry again, your eyes were closed. He was capable of anything. Don’t cry in front of him, don’t do it.  

He started tracing circles on your clit and as you opened your mouth to breath out a moan, he pressed his lips to yours- tongue touching your upper lip. You were scared, so fucking scared, all you felt since meeting him was this- attraction and fear. All of it led to this moment, a breaking point he reached once he thought you were gonna leave him.

“Open your mouth” he was mere inches away from your lips, he moved the gun next to your body again, pressing into you “open.”- you obeyed. The size of him alone pressing into you was almost suffocating. 

You tried to kiss back- in all your shocked state, truly, you tried. His touches on the most sensitive part of your body were becoming erratic, too busy with the fact he was kissing you. He left your clit and started groping your breasts, almost painfully, you gave him a groan of pleasure mixed with the uncomfortable feeling of having a man his size shove himself over you, touching you anywhere he could get his hands on. 

“You talk about leaving me but you’re so fucking wet.” a trail of saliva connected your mouths “You wanted this.” This wasn’t how you thought the night would end, with your boss on top of you. “Still think I’m wrong?” He removed himself from on top of you and grabbed your arm- putting you in front of the mirror, with him behind you; gun still in his hand.

You saw him pull himself out of his pants and shuddered, maybe in fear and maybe in lust too, this big scary man. Almost crying just because you wanted to leave him, you’ve only known him for a few weeks. 

You were holding yourself up on your hands and as he pulled your panties to the side and slowly entered you, you saw him close his eyes in pleasure and then look back down at the way you took him.

He pressed the palm of his hand on your back; so you leaned forward even more, giving him an eyeful of you and him.

You almost felt like screaming when he buried himself so deep into you the next second, you’re pretty sure you did. What if one of the girls came in? You’re pretty sure Oz wouldn’t give less of a fuck about that right now. 

“Ow fucckk..” he looked up and back down again before setting a pace that made your knees almost give out, thank God you were holding yourself up. He grabbed one of your legs and put them on the sink so he could bury himself even deeper. 

When you felt something cold once again on your head you knew he had the gun pointed again at you; your blood ran cold. “You wanted to leave me..I own you.. I fucking own you” He smacked your bum so hard you knew it would leave a mark; with his eyebrows furrowed and a slight smile he asked you “Tell me, who owns you?” he wants to humiliate you, you thought you had a choice; that you could leave, you never had a choice; never will.

You felt like your cheeks would light on fire by the embarrassment you felt, either way, you had to obey him.

“Y-you” you shamefully lowered your head; closing your eyes, God it felt good to be fucked like this, minus the gun, on second thought, maybe with the gun was better. This was sick.

“Didn’t fucking hear you!” he roughly grabbed your hair and pulled you flush against him, with one hand he held the gun under your chin, with the other he grabbed your breast and fucked you against the sink. You didn’t know what to grab- so one of your hands instinctively grabbed the one he had against your boob- to pull him away if he grabbed you as hard as he did before and with the other-you held the one that had the gun. 

He pressed his nose against your cheek, “Who owns this pussy too, huh?” he kissed the side of your face, he wasn’t going to stop, was he?

Not only were you getting fucked by a man decades older, he practically could do whatever he wanted with you; kill you, fuck you, make you beg for him.

 “You do.” You hated saying this and loved it at the same time- the way he felt inside you, his big hands on you, the same hands that killed so many people without so much as a second thought- this was too much.

“Jesus…you’re fucking drenched.” He wasn’t lying, besides the muffled sounds of music from outside- the only sound in the room was the one your bodies made and the occasional groan from him and your moans, only you two could hear them- at least you hoped. 

“I’m gonna cum…tell me you want me to cum.. tell me you want it inside.” Goosebumps appeared on your skin and your thighs started shaking a little, either by the size of him or in anticipation, you didn’t know.

“I want it, please.” you told him, at this point his face was buried in your neck and his pace was losing momentum so you pushed yourself up against him; again and again.

 “Please what? Please what?!” he asked while fucking you

 “I want you to cum in-inside.” This whole ordeal, it got you so spent up you felt tears in your eyes; he shoved himself as deep as he could inside of you, pushing your body next to the sink until it was painful and you felt the way his cock was pulsing inside of you. 

“You’re not going anywhere.” he kissed you on your cheek. “You’re not going anywhere.” he whispered again. 

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Author's note: Dude you fucked your own criminal kingpin boss?

Hope you liked the story, have a good day xoxomxxoxoxo

[devilsrecreation]

I just thought of this:

So I’m thinking in my crackfic, after Jasiri and Kenge come back from Oz (as in wake up from a dream) and she’s telling everyone about it, Janja jokingly says “Next time, I’m goin’ to a fantasy world”, hinting at a joke sequel crackfic which I’ll never make.

And now I give you…..Janja in Wonderland

Janja follows what he swears is Ushari’s ghost down a hole or an Aardvark den into a strange new world where everyone seems to be crazy

The cast:

Janja as Alice

Ushari as the White Rabbit (ghost snake)

Sumu plays the role of the Doorknob but instead is the gatekeeper

Cheezi and Chungu as Tweedle Dee and Tweedle Dum

Mzingo and his Parliament as the Flowers

Shupavu and Njano as the Cheshire Cat (skinks)

Kenge as the Caterpillar

Reirei as the Mad Hatter

Kiburi as the March Hare

Goigoi is that little door mouse inside the teacup cuz he’s so sleepy

Zira as the Queen of Hearts

Scar as the King of Hearts

The rest of the Outlanders as cards

Azaad gets the role of the Dodo, with the Night Pride participating in the Caucus Race

Extra notes:

-Janja’s the self aware one this time. He recognizes all of his friends but decides to play along for the hell of it

-Wema and Tunu play the role of Dinah (Alice’s cat), who follow Janja until he falls into the hole. Then they do that little kid “BYYYYEEEEEE!!!”

-Janja never cries, instead he gets pissy and fed up with everything. “Hey, that ain’t fair!” and “Oh, that is some bullshit” is a running gag

-Kiburi gets an accessory this time. He wears a gold chain and a cute little bowtie

-Instead of smoking, Janja finds Kenge using a tree as a punching bag. He’s also carved vowels in various trees with his claws. He gets mad when Janja grows bigger than him

-The scene where Alice gets stuck in the White Rabbit’s house doesn’t happen here. Mainly cuz I wouldn’t know what to do with it

-The “eat me” and “drink me” things still exist, but it’s a bone instead of a biscuit and a drink bowl instead of a bottle

-The minute Janja sees Scar and Zira, he immediately believes he’s gonna die 😭. It goes as well as you would expect

-Mzingo and his parliament are basically a club where they talk about random stuff while holding various types of flowers

-The fic ends with Janja waking up from his dream and everybody thinking he’s crazy Jfhhfgdg

[izzy-art-879]

Operation: W.I.Z.A.R.D.

Wonderful

Insane

Zaniness

Adventurer

Reluctantly

Discovers

"There's no place like home..."

Judy as Dorothy Gale and Dee as Toto, Dorothy's pet dog!

Plot:

During a mission that involved Mother, the Well-Mannered Children and a tornado-themed scheme, Judy and Dee got sucked into a twister and got transported to a weird world (along with receiving an costume change). After receiving the Ruby Slippers, the two have to go see the wizard who can send them back home. During their journey, Judy and Dee make new friends (who strangely resemble her friends) who want to see the wizard while avoiding the Mother Witch of the West and her goons who will do anything to get the Ruby Slippers.

(Side note: This idea was of course inspired by 1939's The Wizard of Oz movie. I'll draw the rest of the cast soon!)

[courseyoulovemeyoudontknowme]

The Empire Strikes Back (1980, Irvin Kershner)

20/03/2024

The Empire Strikes Back, also know as Star Wars: Episode V or Star Wars: Episode V - The Empire Strikes Back, is a 1980 film directed by Irvin Kershner. Sequel to Star Wars, it is the second film in order of production (fifth in order of internal chronology of the series) of the science fiction saga of the same name created by George Lucas set three years after the events told in Star Wars and is the second act of the original trilogy.

The Galactic Empire, under the leadership of the evil Darth Vader, is looking for Luke Skywalker and the forces of the Rebel Alliance. While Luke's friends, Han Solo and Leia Organa, are busy fleeting the Imperial threat, the young hero is sent by Obi-Wan Kenobi to the old Jedi Master Yoda, in order to complete his training.

The film, in which Mark Hamill, Harrison Ford, Carrie Fisher, Billy Dee Williams, Alec Guinness, Anthony Daniels and Frank Oz took part, was produced independently by Lucas himself, without the influence of a film studio, and had a troubled production, plagued by delays, disagreements within the crew and unusability of the sets. Received lukewarmly by critics, alienated by the abrupt change in atmosphere of the film compared to its predecessor, The Empire Strikes Back won two Oscars, becoming a cultural phenomenon over the years and is today considered the best film in the saga and one of the best science fiction films ever realized. Adjusted for inflation, the film is the twelfth on the list of the highest grossing films of all time in the United States of America and Canada, having managed to sell more than 98 million tickets in the two countries.

[beigetiger]

I’m bored and procrastinating, so have some incorrect quotes of my Sky OCs based off random stuff I found while searching.

Mykell: I hope no one lowkey hates me.

Mykell: Highkey hate me. Hate me with every fiber of your being.

Mykell: Go big or go home.

Ray, making coffee: This is going to fix everything.

Kylo: I’m fine. It’s just that life is pointless and nothing matters and I’m always tired.

Cadro: The waiter at Olive Garden has been grating my cheese for 6 hours now, waiting for me to say when. Customers are screaming. Three people have died.

Cadro: I will not yield.

Mykell: The only thing keeping me from running away and hiding from society for the rest of my life is spite. I could disappear forever, but there are some bitches whose downfalls I have yet to witness, and I wanna be around when that happens.

Morgan: It's not like I try to blow things up, exactly. It just sort of happens. You've got to admit though, fire is fascinating.

Kylo: I am free of all prejudice. I hate everyone equally.

Oz, to Natalie: I'd make fun of your height but there isn't enough to make fun of.

Mykell to everyone: I just wanted to say that over the years, I have come to regard you as… people I met.

Aishika: I'm against crime, and I'm not ashamed to admit it.

Ray: Say no to drugs.

Oz: Say yes to drugs.

Shiela: It doesn't matter if you say yes or no to drugs, cause if you're talking to drugs... then you're on drugs.

Natalie: Yeah, well I've never died so how do I know that god is real.

Sparrow: Two brooooos!

Cadro: Chillin' in a hot tub!

Sparrow: Five feet apart 'cause we're not gay

Oz: This bloodline ends with me.

Arturo: That's the fanciest way I've ever heard someone say "I'm gay".

Leon: Everyone thinks I'm this soft cute person but I'm not!

Mykell: Leon, you cried for an hour after stepping on a bug yesterday.

Leon: It had feelings! It was probably going home to dinner and I killed it!

Shiela: ...It was a bug.

Leon: It was a BEETLE, and its wife is definitely worried sick, wondering where it is, and I really don't get why you all think I'm so sentimental because I'm not!

Mykell: ...

Sheila: ...

Leon: Stop looking at me like that!

Aishika: What's the most efficient way to burn calories?

Morgan: Exercise more!

Kylo: Set yourself on fire.

Ghander: There are two kinds of people.

Sparrow: What's worse than a heartbreak?

Cadro: Waking up in the morning and your phone wasn't charging.

Dee: Waking up in the morning.

Ray: Waking up.

Ray: We call that a traumatic experience.

Ray, turning to Natalie: Not a "bruh moment".

Ray, turning to Shiela: Not "sadge".

Ray, turning to Oz: And DEFINITELY not an "oof LMAO".

Aishika, setting down a card: Ace of spades.

Oz, pulling out an Uno card: +4.

Shiela, pulling out a Pokémon card: Jolteon, I choose you!

Ray, trembling: What are we playing?!

Aishika: Is stabbing someone immoral?

Dee: Not if they consent to it.

Arturo: Depends on who your stabbing.

Shiela: YES??!!?

Aishika: What do you do when someone offers you drugs?

Oz: Take them!

Sparrow: Punch them in the neck!

Ghander: Say thank you!

Cadro: Offer them more drugs to assert dominance!

Aishika: …

Aishika: No.

Ray: What makes you all smile?

Shiela: Friends and Family.

Natalie: Snacks.

Arturo: Victory and success.

Mykell: Face muscles.

Mykell: Stay foxy.

Arturo: Die lonely.

I’ll probably do more of these in the future, but that’s what I’ve got for now! Thank you all!

[hollyhousen]

I am extremely proud to finally share that I got to write on MIGHTY MONSTERWHEELIES, coming 2024 to @netflix!

I can’t wait for you to see more. Thank you to @dreamworksanimation and our INCREDIBLE cast and crew for having me on as a freelance writer! What a joy! ✏️🎣🌙

[tom-gabriel]

E.T: A Comprehensive Review

At their best, both Spielberg and Lucas make idealized versions of the kinds of films they loved as kids, in the process furnishing this generation’s filmgoers with visual treats of unprecedented skill and sophistication. Despite the continual presence of the little Yoda-like creature, “E.T.” is not first and foremost an effects picture, but rather a charming “Twilight Zone”-like fable which reminds by turns of “The Wizard of Oz,” “Mary Poppins,” a benign switch on ��King Kong” and a variation of Spielberg’s own “Close Encounters.”

Opening sequence actually comes off like a repeat of “Close Encounters”‘ final frames, as a sizeable spaceship takes off just before some earthly authorities are able to close in on it. One of its occupants gets left behind, however, and the viewer is instantly sympathetic with its plight in the threateningly different environment of a modern California subdivision.

E.T. is highly fortunate to be found by young Henry Thomas who, after some understandable initial fright, takes the ‘goblin’ in, first as a sort of pet and then as a friend he must guard against the more preying elements of human society. Over time, Thomas teaches E.T. how to talk and includes his older brother (Robert MacNaughton) and younger sister (Drew Barrymore) in on the secret, even as he manages to hide his discovery from his mother (Dee Wallace).

Ultimately, of course, the official representatives of society locate E.T., which seems to occasion a rapid decline in its health until it appears to die. When it revives, Thomas marshals his friends into a kids’ commando squad to spirit E.T. back to the spaceship which is on its way to a rescue rendezvous.

First element which had to work to insure film’s success was E.T. itself. As superlatively created by Carlo Rambaldi, the creature manages to project both a wondrous childlike quality and a sense of superior powers. Cutely awkward in its movements, the being has rubbery brown skin, an extendable neck and possesses eyes which dilate on cue. It even gets to play a drunk scene, perhaps a first for screen aliens. Assuredly not lost on those involved with the film are the opportunities for E.T.-related toys and dolls, which are enormous.

An amusing sidelight to the tale is that the action takes place in a suburban household almost identical to that in the Spielberg-produced “Poltergeist,” which leads to the thought that the two, distinctly different stories could be unfolding in neighboring homes simultaneously. In fact, many of the motifs in the early going are similar to those in “Poltergeist”–the middle-class family, the blonde dog, goldfish, people glaring into bright lights in awe and disbelief.

But “E.T.” will surely prove an embraceable film by the general public. Rarely has a picture so completely evinced a kid’s p.o.v. and shown the complicity of youngsters against adults. It’s been said that the only people who don’t like Disneyland are late adolescents who feel too hip to enjoy the pleasures of their earlier years, and the same will probably hold true for “E.T.”

As can be expected for Spielberg and the Industrial Light & Magic shop, the technical effects are state-of-the-art superb. Enough cannot be said for John Williams’ score, which stands as a model of film composing–although it is almost continually present it’s also practically unnoticeable, so well does it both complement and further the events onscreen.

As far as the performances go, the key was finding three kids who could respond with both innocence and gumption to the arrival of E.T. All fulfill the requirements, and Thomas is perfect in the lead, playing the childhood equivalent of Spielberg’s everyman heroes of his previous pics.

There are some unsatisfactory elements–slow spots occur during the middle stretch, the mild anti-establishment stance is getting to be a bit cliche and one never knows whether E.T.’s mortal illness is physical or psychological in nature, or both. But, as with “Close Encounters,” the truly lovely and moving ending more than makes up for everything. Chalk up another smash for Spielberg.

By Tom

[annieandro]

Executive Producer: Cassie Kitchen

Story Editor: Doug Tennapel

Line Producer:Joshua Slice

Production Coordinators: Craig McCracken, Noah Z Jones

Production Assistants: Butch Hartman, Eric Coleman

Script Coordinator: Jose Chavez

Executive Assistant: Maddie Manges Character Designer: Lankybox

Layout Designers: Speekygeeky, Riffcoms Prop Designers: Eric Robles, Colors 358

Background Painter: Nikki Karlsson

Color Key Stylist: Dre Higbee

Final Checker: Nickcheezy Clean-up Artist: Carl Jung, Henry Miller, Sir Francis Bacon

Storyboard Revisions: John Erwin, Nancy Priddy, Michael Bell

Starring: Annieandro: Cassie Kitchen

Maisy: Gracie Jones

Little Miss Cassie: Phoebe Fortney

Zapper: Tom Kenny

Tetro: Doug Lawrence

Prowler: Bill Hader

Pouncer: Wizardzwiz

Predator: Gooseworx

Mailman Pelswick: Rob Paulsen

Umberta: Jocelyn Clark

Tyler: Darrell Stern

Chatters: Tara Strong

Jumper: Allan Trautman

Giggle: Leslie Carrara Rudolph

Bumper-oo: Kevin Clash

Nizzie: Stacy Gordon

Lotta: Grey Desleslie

Crossbone: David Kaye

Nimble: Kevin MacDonald

Zap-Zap: Frank Oz

Cozy: Lizzie Freeman

Puddles: Michael Kovach

Buckthorn: Robert Tinkler

Tutu: Sonya Leite

Katie: Cindi Milo

Pavo: David Hornsby

Aquila: Christian Jacobs

Ursa Major: Lara Jill Miller

Orion: Ariel Winter

Hercules: Wayne Knight

Flutterbutter: Amanda Hufford

Eden: Gary Yudman

Aquarius: Paul Wensley

Pisces: Jo Vannicola

Aries: Nika Futterman

Taurus: Steve Little

Gemini: Lucas Slice

Cancer: Hynden Walch

Leo: Dee Bradley Baker

Virgo: Ellie Ellwand

Libra: Billy West

Scorpio: Fred Stoller

Sagittarius: Cree Summer

Capricorn: Sean Chiplock

Casting By: Ryan's World Casting Coordinator: EventubeHD Casting Assistant: Allison Gatewood Supervising Recording Engineer: AJ Lyles Recording Engineer: Trainlover16

Production Dialogue Supervisor: Devinurdog Dialogue Editor: Tweeterman287

Picture Editor: Zee's Branch Assistant Editor: Dimon CamiPost Production Supervisor: Kan and Aki's Channel Big Scanning Department: Mr.George, Genevieve's Playhouse

Additional Post Production Services: Craig Mario Fan, Nostalgia Cat Picture Editior: My Friends Assistant Editor: My Family Post Production Supervisor: My Classmates Bg Scanning Department: Arlene Klasky, Tom Yohe Additional Post Production Services: Gabor Csupo, AJRaider Post Production Services: Teri Weiss Telecine Colorist: Rico Hill

Animation Production Services: Public Broadcasting Service Special Thanks To: Steve Burns, The Wiggles, The Return Of Cakey, The Beatles, and The Sesame Street Rock and Roll Request Show, and The Children's Hospitals From All 50 States

Production Executive: Aubrey Cox Executive In Charge Of Production: Joe Biden

CTW Provides Partial Funding For Annieandro Pinkpaws Through Its Self-Support Activities.

[woggle-bugger-me]

"Friends of Dorothy" by Dee Michel has no business being as good as it is.

For those who don't know, it's a non-fiction book, written by a gay man, that goes in-depth into why so many Wizard of Oz fans are gay men, particularly older gay men. I'm reading it right now and it has a lot of really interesting insights into the "Oz-gay connection" and why the themes in Oz media appeal to LGBTQ people.

While the book is specifically about gay men's appreciation of Oz, I think a lot of Michel's points apply to queer people in general, as well as other groups who feel like they aren't accepted by society. A lot of it is also about the MGM film, but there's some good analysis of the books too. I definitely recommend it.

[crisp-sweet-pink-lady]

Good to know I wasn't too far off on the title to his song. Also, I guess it's a recurring song now.

[kahnnee]

Hop into Spring with a basket full of new series and returning favorites for preschoolers to enjoy!

Netflix’s Preschool slate is in full bloom with date announcements for the new seasons of Spirit Rangers (April 8), and CoComelon Lane (April 22). Little ones can laugh, learn and play with new offerings this month including the launch of Hot Wheels Let’s Race, and more episodes of younger kid favorites CoComelon and Gabby’s Dollhouse, along with the recent releases of Dee & Friends in Oz, Peppa Pig (Season 3-6) and Little Angel (Volume 4).

Keep the fun going on NetflixFamily.com, a one stop spot for fun and games with printable games and crafts, and guides for parents and caregivers inspired by kids’ favorite characters and shows on Netflix. And just in time for the highly anticipated series launch of Hot Wheels Let’s Race, check out these free, downloadable coloring sheets, featuring sleek new racecars exclusive to the series, including a taco car and burger truck!

Did you know you can subscribe for a FREE copy of Netflix Family Magazine? It’s a physical magazine featuring the Netflix characters you know and love. Full of games, stories, and activities, Netflix Family Magazine has fun for the whole family, sign up today!

COMING SOON:

March 11: CoComelon: Season 10

March 25: Gabby’s Dollhouse: Season 9

April 8: Spirit Rangers: Season 3 *Date Announcement*

April 22: CoComelon Lane: Season 2 *Date Announcement*

NOW ON NETFLIX:

CoComelon: Season 9

Dee and Friends in Oz

Hot Wheels Let’s Race

Little Angel: Volume 4

Mighty Bheem’s Playtime

Not Quite Narwhal: Season 2

Peppa Pig: Season 3-6 **Available in Select Regions**

PRESCHOOL SERIES DEBUTING THIS SPRING:

Hot Wheels Let’s Race (Now On Netflix)

Six young hopefuls at the Hot Wheels Ultimate Garage Racing Camp learn the skills they need to become the next generation of amazing racers. (Photos)

CoComelon: Season 10 (March 11)

Gabby’s Dollhouse: Season 9 (March 25)

With a pinch on her left and a pinch on her right, Gabby shrinks down for more kitty adventures in her super-cool dollhouse. Come and play along! (Photos)

Spirit Rangers: Season 3 (April 8)

The Spirit Rangers return to help more friends at Xus National Park, learning more about their culture — and the world around them — every day. (*NEW* Photos)

CoComelon Lane: Season 2 (April 22)

CoComelon Lane explores the lives of beloved preschooler JJ and his best friends (Cody, CeCe, Nina, Bella, and Nico) as they experience life’s “big moments” as little kids. JJ – speaking directly to the audience – invites little ones to join their favorite CoComelon characters as they celebrate life’s special milestones of growing up.

[jaydofmo]

Dee and Friends in Oz http://dlvr.it/T2tcJ3

[laresearchette]

Monday, February 05, 2024 Canadian TV Listings (Times Eastern)

WHERE CAN I FIND THOSE PREMIERES?: SOLAR OPPOSITES VALENTINE'S DAY SPECIAL (Disney + Star) BEHIND THE MUSIC (Paramount + Canada) BELOW DECK (Slice) 9:00pm

NEW TO AMAZON PRIME CANADA/CBC GEM/CRAVE TV/DISNEY + STAR/NETFLIX CANADA:

DISNEY + STAR SOLAR OPPOSITES: AN EARTH-SHATTERINGLY ROMANTIC SOLAR VALENTINE’S DAY OPPOSITES SPECIAL

NETFLIX CANADA DEE & FRIENDS IN OZ

NHL HOCKEY (SN) 7:00pm: Islanders vs. Leafs

NBA BASKETBALL (SN Now) 7:00pm: Lakers vs. Hornets (TSN/TSN4/TSN5) 7:00pm: Mavericks vs. 76ers (SN1) 8:00pm: Raptors vs. Pelicans

MURDOCH MYSTERIES (CBC) 8:00pm: Watts is abducted after he and Murdoch go north on a treasure hunt to find stolen Incan gold and a murder.

MISS SCARLET AND THE DUKE (CBC) 9:00pm (SEASON FINALE): While Eliza and the Duke struggle around the edges of their relationship, private investigator Nash is shot just as Eliza agrees to work with him.

GOLD DIGGERS (W Network) 9:00pm: The sisters, Gert and Marigold, go on the run to escape their terrible crimes and dodge the authorities.

SIGHT UNSEEN (CTV) 10:00pm: When Tess inserts herself into Jake's investigation to find the identity of a dead John Doe, she confronts conflicting emotions - fearing for her brother Lucas' life while driven to do the thing she loves most: solve the case.

INTERVENTION CANADA (T&E) 10:00pm: Jessica is a heroin addict with an alcoholic father and a mother who spoils her. Her family needs a wake-up call before they lose her forever.

TIMBER TITANS (Discovery Canada) 10:00pm (SERIES PREMIERE): Heli-loggers are deep into their winter season on Vancouver Island; rain and fog threaten to strand two fallers on the hill; a crew races to get the wood out before the spring thaw turns the block road to mush.