#gracie films

[nighttime-thoughts]

'Cause now I'm half of myself here without you, You're the best in my life and i lost you.

Where do we go now? - Gracie Abrams

[they-have-the-same-va]

Gigi from Kiki's Delivery Service (Disney dub) shares a voice actor with Troy McClure from The Simpsons.

Voiced by Phil Hartman

[acmeoop]

I’m Bart. “$pringfield” (1993)

[womanhrry]

like/reblog [request]

[blogjhm]

Seeing Winnie the Pooh Kanga Roo and Eeyore in the Simpsons shorts for Disney Plus is amazing. I hope we see more that might have Tigger Piglet Rabbit Owl Gopher and Christopher Robin as well.

[corneliastreetapartment]

Feels Like Pt 9

FEELS LIKE PART 9

Niall Horan x Y/n swift

Story Masterlist

im not even apologizing at this point, its been like over an year, i just wanted to feel notaligic after liam's death.

this week on, y/n verbally eviscerating her sister's boyfriend: “Fun?” “You mean your Oscar-worthy goose monologue? Riveting stuff, Harry. Really.”

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Y/n’s London apartment buzzed like a beehive on caffeine. The music thumped erratically as Taylor and Conan’s playlist oscillated between indie anthems and bizarre internet memes, blending into the sound of clinking glasses and overlapping conversations. Every corner of the room was packed—celebs crammed into the cozy space like it was the hottest club in town. The air was an intoxicating mix of spilled champagne, high-end cologne, and a faint whiff of charred something from the kitchen.

Taylor was sprawled across the couch armrest, roaring with laughter at Louis miming an interpretative dance, while Harry stood in the middle of the room, reenacting what he claimed was a life-or-death encounter with a rogue goose. Diana, the epitome of angelic marshmallow vibes, was perched on a chair with a pink cocktail in hand, furiously interrogating Conan about his childhood dreams. Olivia lay flat on the rug, gesticulating wildly as she debated with Finneas about whether chairs had souls.

Leaning by the door, Y/n sipped her drink, her expression a cocktail of boredom and sharp amusement. Her sharp eyes scanned the chaos like a queen surveying her court.

“Y/n, love, why’re you hiding over here?” Harry called, grinning as he approached, gesturing dramatically. “Come join the fun!”

“Fun?” she deadpanned, tilting her head. “You mean your Oscar-worthy goose monologue? Riveting stuff, Harry. Really.”

He laughed, unbothered. “You’re such a delight.”

“Go flap somewhere else before I stuff you,” she shot back, smirking as Louis burst out laughing nearby.

Shawn stumbled past her, balancing a drink precariously. “Y/n, hey. So... uh, do you think—”

“Whatever it is, no,” she cut him off. “Unless it involves taking Diana away before she makes Conan cry.”

Shawn blinked, baffled. “I wasn’t—”

“Go, Shawn,” she insisted, giving him a mock-serious glare. He sighed dramatically and wandered toward Diana, muttering something about being misunderstood.

Y/n glanced at the door for the tenth time in as many minutes. When it finally creaked open and Niall stepped inside, it felt like someone hit pause on the pandemonium. Taylor spotted him first, shrieking with delight.

“Niall! You’re here!” she cried, barreling into him for a hug that nearly knocked him back out the door.

Harry followed, scooping Niall into a bear hug. “Finally! Thought you got lost or something.”

Louis wasn’t far behind, clapping him on the shoulder. “Good to see you, mate.”

Y/n rolled her eyes, the corners of her lips twitching upward despite herself. When Niall’s gaze found hers, her sharp demeanor melted like ice under a sunbeam.

“Hey,” she greeted softly, her voice a stark contrast to her earlier quips.

“Hi,” he replied, his voice quieter than usual, cheeks faintly pink. “This... uh, this is quite the crowd.”

“Welcome to my madhouse,” she quipped, stepping closer. “You alright?”

“Yeah, yeah. Just—good to see you.”

The exchange didn’t go unnoticed. Taylor leaned over to Harry, whispering loudly enough for everyone to hear, “Did she just smile? Like, genuinely smile?”

Harry smirked. “Mark the date. It’s a miracle.”

Y/n shot them both a glare. “You two can choke.”

Diana, however, was already on the move, her marshmallow aura replaced by investigative intensity. “So, Niall,” she began, hands on her hips. “What are your intentions with Y/n?”

“Diana,” Y/n groaned, pinching the bridge of her nose. “Shawn! Remove her.”

Shawn appeared like a summoned butler, gently steering Diana away as she protested. “But I’m not done!”

“Come on, Marshmallow. Let’s go check if Olivia’s started a chair cult,” Shawn said soothingly.

As they moved off, Niall chuckled nervously. “She’s... thorough.”

“She’s a nightmare,” Y/n corrected, though her fondness was clear. “Come on, let’s find somewhere less insane.”

They squeezed onto the couch next to Taylor and Billie, who were now embroiled in another absurd debate with Olivia.

“Niall,” Taylor started, staring at him like she was about to unveil the secrets of the universe. “Do you think stars get lonely?”

“Uh...” He blinked, clearly caught off-guard. “Like, actual stars?”

“Duh,” Olivia said, rolling her eyes. “They’re out there, burning, dying, and for what?”

“To look pretty,” Billie added solemnly. “Tragic, really.”

Y/n groaned, leaning into Niall. “Don’t encourage them. You’ll never escape.”

He chuckled, his earlier nerves melting away. “I’ll take your word for it.”

For a moment, amidst the absurdity, it felt like the world had narrowed to just the two of them. Y/n hesitated, the words she wanted to say tumbling through her mind.

“Hey,” she began, uncharacteristically tentative. “Do you maybe wanna—”

A deafening crash interrupted her, followed by Olivia’s wail. “No! The pumpkin! It had so much potential!”

The room turned to see Finneas and Shawn guiltily holding the shattered remains of a pumpkin. Olivia was on her knees, cradling a piece like it was a fallen comrade.

“Who does that?!” she cried, glaring at the culprits. “It didn’t deserve this!”

Taylor stood, grabbing Billie’s arm. “Let’s make them pay.”

“With interest,” Billie agreed, cracking her knuckles.

As chaos erupted once more, Niall leaned closer to Y/n, his smile soft. “Quite the party.”

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As the chaos spiraled into something even louder, Niall glanced at Y/n, his eyes soft with concern. "Should we... do something?" His voice was tentative, unsure if he should push her to leave or let her stay in the madness.

Y/n, however, barely looked up as she reached for a bottle of wine. "This is just another Tuesday for them," she muttered with a half-hearted wave of her hand. "Come on, grab some glasses. we're going upstairs"

She led the way, both of them sneaking out to the roof, the noise from below slowly fading as they climbed higher. The night air felt cool against her flushed skin, and the city sprawled beneath them, a sea of twinkling lights. Y/n kicked off her heels with an unsteady laugh, plopping down on the edge of the roof, her body moving a little more recklessly than usual. She poured them both generous glasses of wine, her hands slightly shaking as she passed him his.

"To surviving whatever that mess was," she said, the words light, but her smile hinted at something deeper, more uncertain. She clinked her glass against his, her fingers lingering on the rim just a second too long.

They drank, the tension between them dissolving with each sip. The quiet of the night seemed to make the air feel heavier, charged. Y/n leaned in closer, her gaze fixed on him, and though she tried to hide it, there was something in her eyes that made Niall’s pulse quicken.

"You know..." she murmured, voice thick with the alcohol, but something else too—an unspoken emotion that curled under the words, "your accent... it’s... it’s unfair, Niall. It’s like you were born to make me melt."

Niall blinked at her, startled, his heart giving an unexpected jolt. "Uh, thanks?" His voice was quiet, but his eyes couldn’t look away from her, even as the warmth of her body seeped into his side.

Y/n didn’t respond at first, her head drifting onto his shoulder, her fingers grazing his arm absently as she sighed softly. "I’ve... had a thing for you for a while, you know," she said, her words slurring just enough to feel less guarded, less aware of the weight of them. "It’s not just the accent or the way you laugh or... just the way you are. It’s everything. You’re... amazing."

Niall’s breath caught in his throat. He wasn’t sure what to say, so he just shifted his weight, fumbling with his glass in his hands, suddenly more nervous than he could ever remember being. "Wow," he said, his voice betraying him with its shakiness. "That’s... really sweet of you to say."

Y/n tilted her head, a knowing smile spreading across her lips, her eyes locking onto his with a gentle, almost teasing intensity. "Oh, I know. But it’s nice to hear it from you," she said, her fingers skimming along the collar of his shirt, making him shiver despite the warmth of the wine in his chest.

His breath hitched, and he looked away for a split second, trying to steady himself. His phone buzzed in his pocket, and he quickly checked it, his heart thudding against his ribs. When he opened it, the name "Y/n" flashed across the screen in his search history. His eyes widened, heat rushing to his cheeks as he stared at the screen, unsure of what to do next.

Y/n noticed immediately, her lips curving into a mischievous smile. "Wait," she said, her tone playful but with a hint of something else beneath. "You’ve been Googling me?"

He groaned, burying his face in his hands. "I swear, it’s not as weird as it looks."

She laughed, the sound more carefree than she’d been all night, and for a brief moment, Niall felt like maybe—just maybe—he wasn’t the only one trying to hide what was stirring between them. "Relax," she teased, nudging him lightly with her shoulder. "I think it’s kind of cute, actually."

They fell into a comfortable silence, both of them leaning into the quiet night, but the air between them felt electric. Y/n could feel the tension between them like a thread pulling them closer, but neither of them was willing to fully tug it just yet.

Y/n hesitated for a moment, her gaze dropping to her glass, then lifting it to meet his. "Niall..." Her voice softened, quieter now, as though the city below them wasn’t there at all. "Would you... would you want to go out with me? Like, properly? A real date?"

There it was, the question that had been hanging in the air for so long, and suddenly, Niall wasn’t sure how to breathe. His mind raced, but he wasn’t ready to admit just how much her words had affected him, how much he had been hoping she might say them.

He smiled, slow and unsure, but with a warmth that reached his eyes. "I’d like that," he said, his voice steady but filled with something deeper—something he hadn’t allowed himself to fully understand yet. "A lot."

And for just a moment, they sat there, the city beneath them still and vast, both of them unsure, but knowing somehow that this moment—that them—was only the beginning.

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[grishamanimationstudios102]

Conceptual design of Jay Sherman from The Critic as a Muppet-style puppet, complete with hand rods to control the arms.

The Muppets were originated by Jim Henson and is property of Disney.

The Critic is property of Al Jean and Mike Reiss/Gracie Films/Sony Pictures Television

[pinkrosylux]

i love you, im sorry

you were the best but you were the worst

as sick as it sounds, i loved you first

i was a dick it is what is is

a habit to kick the age old curse

i tend to laugh whenever I’m sad

stare at the crash, it actually works !!

making amends, this shit never ends

im wrong again, wrong again

[oktaviaslabyrinth]

Just Don't Look // The Simpsons - Season 7 (1995)

[acmeoop]

Yep “Homer vs. the Eighteenth Amendment" (1997)

[nightguide]

THAT TYPE OF MUSICIAN YOU GROW UP BEING ACCORDING TO THEIR BREAKOUT SONG:

GIVE YOUR HEART A BREAK - DEMI LOVATO

ACTOR'S HELL: VOCALIST (DEMI FAN TO THE CORE IS AN IMITATOR OF HER BONES THAN GROWTH):

SMWC: YOU HATE LIFE (POVERTY BASED ASSHOLE WHO IS A GOOD PERSON RN (RAGS TO RICHES PERSON, WHOLE. BUT ACTUALLY THE REASON WHY THEY WERE THE ONES HATING DEMI FOR THAT (CAUSE OF DEATH CUZ HER NO NONSENSE BULLSHIT KILLED YOUR LIFE WITH IT (KNOWING A LINNA IS RELEVANT TO YOU BEING YOU, SO YOU'RE ACE (DOCTOR WHO) ONLY ONE

SH: YOU HAVE A REASON TO DIE (DEAD LOVATIC DOESNT GET A SECOND CHANCE (AROUND A NEURO-DIVERGENT)

SH8: YOU DON'T WANT TO LIVE (LINNA HATES YOU TO BE YOU (DESI ARISTOCRACY)

2. HARBINGER'S: ASSOCIATE OF DEMI (IN PERSON):

SMWC: DEMI DID NOT WRITE HER MUSIC (BOWIE SENT YOU TO WORK FOR LINNA'S HEART AFTER ALL (TV SHOW REALITY COMPANIONS WHO ADORE LINNA TO HATE DEMI RIGHT BACK)

SH: HER HAIR STYLIST (NEVER SHUTS UP ABOUT BOWIE ALWAYS)

SH8: HER FAMILY WHO RISKED THEIR LIVES TO SAVE LINNA'S ADVICE (HATING ANSON SEABRA IS BECAUSE OF THEM)

3. MAESTRO BECOME: HEARTBROKEN ACTOR'S ENERGY (FAN ACCS WHO HATE TIME TO POSSESS: THEY'RE THE REASON WHY THEY HAVE ONCE CHRISTOPHER NOLAN ENERGY IN BEYOND THEIR WORKS LIKE YOU (HATES LINNA IN REAL LIFE CUZ OF A MODERN FOREIGN CILLIAN)

SMWC: ASTRO-ENTHUSIASTS (TARGETS NOW)

SH: HAS A JOB BUT DOES NOTHING (SINGS FOR NO REASON)

SH8: OLD AGE CELEBS WANTING A PUSHING DAISIES MOMENT (DEMI DOES NOT LIKE BUT LINNA DOES ENERGY)

4. DANTE'S PARADOX: ACTORS NOW BUT HATED TIME TO 'SAVE THEIR DAUGHTERS' (WHOVIANS)

SMWC: HATES DEMI IN REAL LIFE (15TH DOCTOR DOES NOT LIE)

SH: HATES PEOPLE TO BE A MILEY FAN NOW (MUSLIM REVERTS)

SH8: ACTUALLY THE ONES DAMAGING THEIR VOCAL BOX TO CURE CANCER EVEN IF 'THE END' DEPENDED ON IT (MILEY'S LEVEL OF FAME MUCH LATER ON WITH THEIR VOICE MATURITY)

5. JUDGEMENT DAY: ACTUALLY A GOOD PERSON GETTING THE HIT FOR 'BEING TOO MATURE' (SOCIALLY RECLUSE NOW)

SMWC: KNOWING THE INTUITIVE INVITE (FANBASE ENTHUSIASTS IN THE PHILLIPINES)

SH: FILIPINO NAMES ON TV SHOWS LEVEL OF FRENZY (THAT VOICE DID NOT GROW FROM NOWHERE)

SH8: I HATED YOU RIGHT NOW (WHO ACTUALLY STALKED LINNA TO 'KILL HER FOR THE 'GOLD'' ASSHOLES FAILED TOO BADLY AT 'BREATHING') DEMI INTUITIVE WITH A HEARTBREAK

6. GAIMAN'S HELL: AUTHORS NOW BUT DEAD THEN (TUMBLR BLOGS NOW GOT LORE)

SMWC: STRANGER THINGS CAST IN REAL LIFE (YOU DID NOT KNOW THEY WERE TRAIN FANS)

SH: OLYMPIAN LEVEL OF SINGING (MEDALLISTS GOING INTO MUSIC)

SH8: SELENATORS ADMITTING SELENA CANT SING (DANGEROUS PAST)

7. BABYLON UNBROKEN: YOU HATED LINNA 'FOR THAT' (WITCHES NOW)

SMWC: SUPERNATURAL FANS PICKING UP ON DEMI'S MONOLOGUES (TROLLING HER SOCIALS FOR FUN BUT NEVER 'HEARD OF HER' TIL NOW LEVEL OF MODESTY)

PIOUS CHRISTIANS WHO HAD SEX (LINNA'S 'STRESS' IS THAT)

CHINESE-AMERICAN'S FORGETTING HOW TO SPEAK (GOT PAST THAT IS JUSTIFIED BY 'BEING A' AND THEY THANKED DEMI FOR DEFINING THEM RIGHT BACK WITH WHISTLE-HEADED LEVEL OF NOTORIETY BY THEIR MADE-UP LORE OF 'LIGHTMARE' (WHEREVER THEY HEARD THAT FROM)

8. KINGDOM COME: THE FALL (2006)

SMWC: LEXICOGRAPHERS

SH: FANS OF JIMMY CARR

SH8: GLEE CAST TROLLING LINNA FOR A ROLE (HSJ: THE END OF RACHEL BERRY BART BAKER EULOGY)

9. PYTHAGOREAN THEOREM: MATH INQUISITIVE FREAKS (BOLLYWOOD SHARIA)

SMWC: CRIMINAL MINDS FANDOM GOING INTO SO RANDOM! (TV SHOW)

SH: SONNY (IN REAL LIFE) NOW IS BABY TO YOU BEING BABY IN REAL LIFE (REASONS TO BE IN LOVE WITH LOVE IS FUNNY TOWN BLISS (YOU GOT YOUR DREAM COME TRUE BECAUSE OF A PUPPEPROPHECY)

SH8: SONNY WITH A LIFE (YOU RN GETTING THE GREEN LIGHT MOMENT FROM HELL (YOU KNOW THE 11TH DOCTOR IN REAL LIFE)

[they-have-the-same-va]

Space Michael from Space Channel 5 shares a voice actor with Leon Kompowsky from The Simpsons.

Voiced by Michael Jackson

[acmeoop]

A Devotee Of The Lively Arts “Mayored To The Mob” (1998)

[jotaeme10]

[blogjhm]

It was amazing to see the three Jungle Book characters Mowgli Kaa and Shere Khan appear in the Simpsons Disney Plus shorts Welcome To The Club Feleze Navidad and The Most Wonderful Time of The Year. I hope we will see more of the characters in other Simpsons Disney Plus shorts in the near future.