#i wish other people could feel what i feel during the triumphant peaks of mr. mistoffelees 2019. then you would understand

[simptasia]

this is why the second half of cats 2019 fucks so much harder than the first half 

in the first half ur brain is still adjusting to the appearance and movements of these feline/primate hybrids. look, i love the designs in this movie, i find them cute and depending on the cat, attractive. but i acknowledge that on some level the brain does find something Wrong about this. thats just nature. so theres the adjustment period

contrary to popular opinion, cats 2019′s plot is not confusing and it is explained. they explain the premise in song and they say it with words. it’s not difficult to miss, munku and misto literally say the premise clearly. however. this is after a very frenetic opening song and then a graveyard dance that can be considered creepy. the exposition naturally cannot fit in any sooner than this, but the effects of these first couple songs can be Jarring. this contributes to the adjustment period aspect of this movie

in my experience, it takes 45 or so minutes for cats 2019 to properly Kick In, as it were. basically don’t give up too soon. also you kinda have to. let cats 2019 happen. if you fight it, ur kick in time will become later or not at all. the opening song throws you the fuck into the movie but it’s a fucking bop so let that wash over you (all this to say, theres a reason why this movie is better the second time and thats cuz like, you’ll Get It then)

first half contains jennyanydots’ song which is 1/3rd great (robbie fairchild’s singing/performance), 1/3rd cringe inducing (to say that rebel wilson isn’t suited for this is me being polite), and 1/3rd Oh Fuck No (the cockroaches, mice children and skin removal. not great choices), again in my opinion, get thru this song and it’s smooth sailing. it’s only a couple minutes, you can do this, the rest of the movie is actually really good

first half also contains bustopher jones’ song, which is. not bad but mediocre i feel. at worst, it’s somewhat nauseating. but yeah overall the song is lackluster. this isn’t entirely a problem with the movie, i’ve listened to and watched the original version of the song and it’s just a dull song

it’s okay cuz once it’s over, mungo and rumple’s song starts and around here the movie becomes extra fuckable. theres ups and downs sure, but by now you have legit gotten thru the worst of it

the second half, by this point you’re presumably used to what they look like and maybe you’ve even adjusted to the horrible editing in this movie (love this movie but whoever edited it should be shot) and here comes robbie once again Being The Best with the song “old deuteronomy”

but im not here to go point by point, because to me the biggest reason the second half fucks so severely compared to the first half is: skimbleshanks, macavity, mr. mistoffelees, memory. these four songs happen all in a row. i call this part of the movie the “continuous parade of joy” because at this point i am experiencing a level of euphoria that i wish i could transmit to other people because i think it could cure depression and end war. these four songs in a row Fuck Me So Hard it blissfully carries me all the way to the end credits

oh and the added bonus that during the last song, watch munku and misto in the back. robbie and laurie are going insane back there and it’s a thing of beauty, theatre brand background acting at it’s finest

anyways i love cats 2019

[eldri-sv]

9 - Aizawa

Kaori Shinsou has always been fascinated by people's minds. She is one of the best students in her Criminal Psychology course at U.A. and - being the lucky girl she is - her professor is not only one handsome dude, but is also working on the case of the serial killer Stain - a case that has been going on for years. As she is about to become Professor Aizawa's TA during the next term, a lot of other interesting cases start popping up all over the country... AU, OC x Aizawa

Trigger warnings: mentions of death, injury, stress, hospitals, worrying

(possibly incomplete, if you’d like something added, please let me know)

There's a thousand things inside my head I wish I ain't seen

(The Devil Makes Three - Old Number Seven)

Shouta Aizawa wasn't alone when he woke up. He also didn't feel dizzy or confused when he first woke up. He opened his eyes and was wide awake. He quickly realized he was in the hospital and in his mind, he recounted what had gotten him here. The attack, him and Anakuro being the only faculty members there... which meant they had to step up to protect those kids. And then there was Shinsou, just in the middle of everything, despite him telling her to stay with the others.

God, he hoped she was okay. Shinsou was smart as fuck, but how the hell was she being such a dumbass? He really hoped she was okay. She was such a smart and beautiful young woman, it would be a shame if...

Aizawa knew there was someone sitting in the room with him. He could feel someone watching him and out of the corner of his eyes he could see a lot of fidgeting and pacing around. There was only one person in the whole world, who would waste their free time being worried about him and had this constant obnoxious presence, making everyone else nervous.

"Zashi, stop pacing around, for fuck's sake."

Hizashi Yamada was Aizawa's best (and probably only) friend since they both went to high school and then university together. He was also a pain in the ass. Always had been. But for some reason, Aizawa was able to tolerate his presence and even enjoy it. Maybe he had just gotten too used to him.

"You're awake?" Yamada asked and quickly knelt down on the floor next to Aizawa's bed. Aizawa's eyes darted to the side as he looked into his worried face. He had his long, blond hair pulled together in a bun and his glasses were as dirty as usual. Aizawa wondered how he could see anything.

"Of course I'm awake. Now, why can I barely move? I can't stay here for long, I have things to do." he replied.

"Shou, you just woke up after you've been knocked out for hours. You had to have surgery and everything. You can't just get up and leave." Yamada said. Aizawa - who slowly became more and more aware of how his entire face was wrapped in bandages - squinted at him. Who was he to tell him what he could and couldn't do?

"Watch me." he mumbled and tried to sit up. It took a considerably larger amount of effort than he anticipated and he also realized that both his arms were bandaged with fixtures. And they hurt. Right, that was probably because he got his arms broken. Not that that would stop him. Much.

Aizawa was a stubborn person and everyone who had known him for longer than a day could attest to that. Yamada had gone to sit down in one of the chairs next to the bed. He was watching him with a triumphant smile, probably because he was sure that Aizawa wouldn't be able to get up, even if he wanted to. Once he had managed to sit up that smile started to fade, however.

"Shou? Stop trying to get up, you have several broken bones and your skull was fractured. You had to have surgery on your skull. You can't just walk out of the hospital right after that!" Yamada started protesting, once Aizawa had managed to sit up straight. His head was starting to hurt really badly now, but he would never admit it to Yamada. Especially not at this stage.

"Shouta! I'm going to call one of the nurses on you, if you keep trying to get out of bed!" Yamada threatened. Aizawa just nodded.

"Good. Tell her to bring all the forms I need to release myself from the hospital. Then we can get this over with faster." he replied, as he carefully inched his legs closer to the edge of the bed. He started feeling a little dizzy now, but he wasn't going to give up. Not now, after he had gotten this far. Yamada looked really worried and Aizawa almost felt sorry for him. Almost.

"Why do you even need to do this now? To prove a point? If that's the case you've already done it, so lie back down." Yamada said.

"I have loads of work to do, I can't just take a few days off to lie around in a hospital doing nothing."

"I can't believe how much of a workaholic you are, Shouta. You're going to get yourself killed." Yamada replied, holding his hand in front of his eyes and sighing. He peaked through his fingers and saw Aizawa sitting on the edge of his bed now, trying to keep his balance despite feeling quite dizzy.

"Oh my God, Shouta, stop right there! I swear, I will call a nurse!" he exclaimed. Shouta chuckled a little. He knew Yamada too well to be pretty sure that he wouldn't go through with that threat. There was a small chance that he'd do it, but Aizawa doubted it. He had other things to worry about right now. He needed to focus on his breathing, in an attempt to try and feel less dizzy.

Then he had to get out of here. He was painfully aware he had left some very important documents on the backseat of his car and he just had to know if they were still there. And then he needed to get the details on what happened back at the Rescue Training Facility. It was annoying him that so many of them got in, completely unnoticed. And they seemed to have some greater goal, too. If criminals were starting to work together in groups and they were doing that just for the sake of being criminals instead of profit, then shit was hitting the fan.

"Zashi, did you get here in your car?" Aizawa asked, as he moved forward until his feet were touching the floor. He leaned against the hospital bed and tested how far he could go away from it without needing a break.

"Yeah, why?" he wanted to know.

"I'm gonna need a ride. There are some papers I left at the Training Facility and I need to get them out of my car. And then I need to get home." Aizawa replied, getting away from the bed and somehow managing not to fall flat on his face completely without support. It was alright. He still felt somewhat dizzy, but he could deal with it. His head still hurt, but that was to be expected. He had started feeling a little nauseous and he hoped that would go away as soon as he got to sit down again. Preferably in Yamada's car.

"You don't really think that I'm going to support this whole adventure by driving you around the place, do you?" Yamada said. Aizawa shrugged. He had thought that's what he'd say. And he was prepared for it.

"Well, guess I'll go and take the bus to the facility then and drive on my own from there. And then, when I get home, I can get some rest and start working on those cases, I suppose..." he reasoned. Yamada gave him an angry look.

"Fine, fine, fine. You'll have to convince the doctors to let you out, though. And I'm not going to help you with that." he replied.

"They can't legally keep me here against my will." Aizawa said and took a limping step towards the door. And another one. It wasn't really so much a problem with his legs, moreso with his ribs. Some of them were probably broken, judging from the pain he had when breathing.

It took him quite a while, but he did make it to the door after all. Opening the door was another problem, but somehow Aizawa managed to push down the handle with his bandaged arms. Once he had managed to open the door to his room he felt dizzier than ever before. He leaned against the doorframe trying to catch a breath and feel more stable. He heard Yamada get up from his chair.

"Come on, Shouta, I'll help you get to the nurse, if you're really too stubborn to stay in the hospital. You look like you're going to collapse any second." he said and opened the door properly for him.

"I'm fine... but I do appreciate the help. Where do I even need to go?" Aizawa wondered, looking around. These bandages on his face were getting really annoying and he wanted to get rid of them, but he knew that probably wasn't smart at this stage. He'd get a run-down from the doctors on what he would have to take care of, once he got home. He'd be fine, he was sure of that.

"Come on, I know where the nurse's office is on this floor. Let me know if you're feeling sick or dizzy, alright? We can take a rest anytime." Yamada told him. Aizawa nodded. He was feeling a little better now, although he still had a massive headache. And that probably wouldn't go away easily.

"Thanks, Hizashi. I appreciate it." he said, when he heard someone call out after them. Both of them turned around and saw a nurse quickly approaching them. She was waving a file around and did not look happy.

"What do you think you're doing, Mr. Aizawa? You should be in bed, resting." she called out to him. Aizawa sighed. This would be a tough discussion and he really wasn't in the mood for this.

"Ma'am, I'd like to speak with the doctor about being discharged." he said to her, once she got a little closer and he didn't have to shout through the whole hallway. She looked at him, eyes so wide they looked like they might fall out any second.

"Excuse me, but... dis... discharged? You? You can talk to the doctor, but he'll tell you that won't be possible. You shouldn't even be up and walking right now." she answered with a confident smile on her face. Aizawa took a deep breath and rolled his eyes almost instinctively.

"I'm sorry, but I don't think I need to remind you of the fact that you are not able to legally keep me from leaving, even against medical advice. So I'd like to see the doctor, please." he replied.

"Fine. I'll see if he has time." the nurse said with an annoyed expression on her face. Yamada shook his head.

"Man, she's not gonna like you after that."