#old spice commercial

[everythingcanadian]

Gabriel Macht. So help me god.

[shipcestuous]

Old Spice commercial with the Mom

 Have you seen this ad? I dunno I think they went overboard to the point of suggestive. Especially in the shorter version(that I can’t find) because there’s even less context. So it’s just the mom being really into her son.

Old Spice: Finer Things

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I haven’t seen this!

I agree, it’s a little suggestive, especially when she’s talking about his skin. Plus she’s obviously antagonistic towards his girlfriend. 

[icarusthelunarguard]

This Week’s Horrible-Scopes

(Sorry for being late... I fell asleep while in pain from a likely ankle sprain from couple weeks ago.)

It’s time for this week’s Horrible-Scopes! So for those of you that know your Astrological Signs, cool! If not, just pick one, roll a D12, or just make it up as you go along. It really doesn’t matter. Better yet! Check out “Heart of the Game, Fredonia” and see if they can sell you those D12’s with the symbols on them. Tell them “Shujin Tribble” sentcha. And “Hail, Hail, Fredonia!” Home of the Blue Devil!

We’ve heard that the Horrible-Scopes have been a bit mean spirited over the last few months. Well, far be it from us to continue down that dark path. So this week you’re all getting a randomly generated compliment! Because, you know… we can’t be bothered to think up something more personal for you right now. 

Aries 

Have you ever been told, “You light up the room”? You should, because you do! Your smile is a thing of chromatic perfection with teeth so white they rival the Cliffs of Dover. So This Week… Stop drinking coffee through a straw so you don’t stain your teeth. Enjoy the taste, finally.

Taurus 

We had a whole thing written up for you, Gemini’s item, actually… but the Background Music switched to “How Deep Is Your Love” by the Bee Gees, and NOW we have no choice but to mock your musical tastes. Your music collection is SO OLD… it was recorded in PORTRAIT MODE! So This Week… Get your Polyester White “Saturday Night Fever” Suit out of storage and dry cleaned. It’s only Six Months until Halloween.

Gemini  

Being told, “you’re more helpful than you realize” is a compliment we’re betting you don’t want to hear. It means that who you are and what you do means more than anything you have to say. No one’s interested in your opinions or knowledge on a subject, but you’re still educating people passively. So This Week… Remember the old adage: Some People’s Best Use Is As A Bad Example For Others To Learn From. 

Cancer Moon-Child 

Well, this gets to be interesting for a number of reasons. Your compliment is, “Is that your picture next to “charming” in the dictionary?” Here’s the interesting part; literally NOBODY would use that line on you. Not even as a pickup line at a bar. So This Week… Have an illustrated dictionary built with your picture as the example for “Charming” and keep it with you at all times. Maybe, JUST maybe, one of these days, you’ll be able to say, “Why, Yes I AM” and show them.

Leo 

This might be a compliment, but we’re going to expect it to be more creepy in reception: “You smell really good.” There’s only two times you should ever hear that expression. First, if you intentionally put on a specific perfume or cologne that you know someone actually likes. The other is if you’re in a commercial for Old Spice and your name is Isaiah Mustafa! So This Week… Try being more like Isaiah and less like his horse. He looked GREAT at 36 years old, huh? …ISAIAH! Not the horse!

Virgo 

Looks like you’re getting an actual compliment. “You should be thanked more often. So thank you!!” You know what, we’re not taking this one away from you, Virgo. Enjoy it! So This Week… We challenge you to figure out what it was that deserved a Thank You for. Try not to lose any sleep over it.    

Libra

Now, there’s a few ways to go after this one, and we bet you wouldn’t expect this one to be wholesome. Your compliment is, ”when you make a mistake, you fix it.” There’s an old story about how a carpenter wanted an apprentice in his shop, but turned away someone who said they never made a mistake. The rationale was that when you DO make a mistake, you wouldn’t know how to fix it, so he chose a less-perfect person instead. So This Week… Remember - if you’re spending less time cleaning up mistakes than making them, you’re succeeding.  

Scorpio 

This compliment is a little weird for us too. Listen to this one, “you’re great at figuring stuff out.” There’s a few ways of taking this one and we’ll give you both of them. In a positive light it means you’ve got enough Bird’s-Eye-View knowledge that you’re able to extrapolate correct conclusions more times than not. That’s a pretty admirable quality in a person. So This Week… Remember the OTHER possible meaning - that you’ve got no practical information about things, but you guess right more often than not. Congratulations, you’re Two-Face’s Lucky Coin.

Sagittarius 

We’re not pulling any punches on this one. Your compliment is, “in high school I bet you were voted Most Likely To Keep Being Awesome.” Are you still “Awesome”? Well, actually. YES! Yes you are! So This Week… Do you know how old you have to be to have been voted Most Likely To Keep Being Awesome in HIGH SCHOOL! You are OLD! Start taking One-A-Day Silver Multivitamins.

Capricorn 

We know you have imposter syndrome, so this one’s gunna hurt. Your compliment is, “I bet you do the crossword puzzle in ink.” The reason you do is because you think about those clues for so long you almost forget to take the dog out for her walk. So This Week… You are NOT Will Shortz. Stop showing off.

Aquarius 

“On a scale from 1 to 10… YOU are an 11!” Oh, just… BrAvO, aQuArIuS. The only time we’ve ever heard this one was in conjunction with “Spinal Tap”... the BAND, not the medical procedure. So This Week… Don’t learn to be a drummer for a Spinal Tap Tribute Band. Yes, we’re actually looking out for you this time.

Pisces  

If we could type out the sound of a “Head-Desk” and pronounce it, we’d put that sound right here. Your compliment is, “You're someone's reason to smile!” Well, that’s just perfect because you might have never heard this next expression either. So This Week… look up what the expression, “Sideways Smile” refers to and put those two expressions together. And if you don’t like it, you can kiss our ass.

And THOSE are your Horrible-Scopes for this week! Remember if you liked what you got, we’re obviously not working hard enough at these. BUT! If you want a better or nastier one for your own sign or someone else’s, all you need to do to bribe me is just Let Me Know - or check out the Ko-Fi page ( https://ko-fi.com/icarusthelunarguard )! These will be posted online at the end of each week via Tumblr, Twitter, Facebook, Discord, and BLUESKY.

[bradyoil]

Iconic Commercial Director Tom Kuntz Talks Comedy, Pushing Creative Boundaries and Challenging His Own Process.

Iconic commercial director Tom Kuntz kicks off Season Two. Over the course of his illustrious career, Tom has pushed creative boundaries with award-winning campaigns for Skittles, Old Spice, Tubi, Apple, Ikea, Bacardi, more Apple, Pringles with the guys hand stuck in the can… and so many more. He’s won every award in advertising, including two Gold Lions at Cannes Lions for his Skittles “Beard”,…

[babacontainsmultitudes]

He's a used car salesman. He has a heart of gold. He can't parallel park. He has two gay witch italian dads. He chops the wood. He has a magical talking cat mom. He's an assassin. He isn't an assassin. He's actually the cat from earlier. He's trans (female cat to male human). He's been shot through the heart. He was in Dewar. He was not in the war. He was in Dewar. He's on his last of nine lives. He just had a marble shoved down his throat. He's even bisexual. I didn't say his name, but he popped into your head, didn't he?

[surburbanlegend]

I, I, I see how this is gon' go Touch me and you'll never be alone Island breeze and lights down low No one has to know

[writebecauseyoucannotbreathe]

Ozai: Look at my brother. Now back to me. Sadly, he is not me, but if he stopped using tea scented bar soap and switched to Phoenix Spice he could smell like me. Look down. Now back up. We're on an airship.

[jackienova]

🎪 XIX. The Sun

[hellsvestibule]

I do have a bad habit of reflexive cringe at old art of mine which is super earnest and vulnerable like oh God look at this guy he’s got a lot of Feelings huh

Like the gif set I did w the fsn girls where I wrote a fuckin poem im willing to admit the art and the poem both stand up a decade later but oooughhhhggg hard for me to look at man so hard bc i put all the earnestness i had in my shriveled up husk into it i need to be braver abt not cringing at thatl god forbid men have feelings and write poems aaaaaugh

[fishcrap]

@mikyway

How the Old Spice commercial was filmed. Practical effects.

Not at all what we thought!

[omniversalobservations]

Instacart (2025)

Instacart is advertising in the Big Game for the first time this year, which means CMO Laura Jones will be in the stands alongside other major marketers from many of the 80-odd brands with Super Bowl ads. Unlike the other CMOs, though, Jones spent the days leading up to the Super Bowl hanging out with a gaggle of brand mascots and the Oscar Mayer Wienermobile. The Super Bowl ad content is proving valuable for the mascot-wielding brand partners in an advertising capacity, bolstering Instacart’s retail media business as well as its brand recognition. Brands including Procter & Gamble, Energizer, Pillsbury, and Kraft Heinz are repurposing the ad content for shoppable content on Instacart, Jones said. “We’ve actually had several of the brands use either our teaser or our spot as content for our shoppable video unit in our app,” Jones said, speaking outside of ADWEEK House in New Orleans alongside the Wienermobile and in the presence of Chester Cheetah, the Jolly Green Giant, the Pillsbury Doughboy, and the Kool-Aid Man. “They’re running our ad in our app as an ad for their brand,” she explained. “Some of them are also using our ad on Meta, using our targeting, and then directing the traffic back to Instacart.” Instacart’s 30-second spot, part of a broader brand platform called “We’re Here,” stars nine brand mascots: Chester Cheetah, the Old Spice man, Mr. Clean, the Energizer Bunny, Mountain Dew’s Puppy Monkey Baby, the Pillsbury Doughboy, the Jolly Green Giant, the Kool-Aid man, and a stampede of Heinz Wiener dogs. The brands featured in the ad did not pay to be included. Instacart worked with the brands to get the rights and intellectual property of each mascot. Source: Ad Week

(images via YouTube)

[little-elena]

The bow was not for Elena, but since she happened to be abandoned in the great room, Damon decided to swing by on his way to give Andy the perfect gift upstairs.

Eyes are up here baby girl, his smirk read as she caught his body, his eyes, then his body again.

"What do you think of my wrapping job?"

She wasn't even surprised. She honestly couldn't find any surprise in her bones. This just seemed par for the course anymore. If Damon wasn't required to wear clothes he probably wasn't. And honestly even if he was required she was sure that wouldn't stop him. It's half his home and so she already knew that argument would be his go to.

"It's smaller than I'm used to. The bows nice though, tough to tie at that angle."

She too can play the negging game Damon.

[wevelocityteampresents-blog]

For an Old Spice ad, they didn't need to make it this good. This wolf is incredibly charming, and his mannerisms and smooth voice are enough to entice anyone to buy Old Spice. (Despite it not being used in most of these commercials.) I'm not lying when I say that I could watch him for hours.

[pandapetals]

One Of Your Girls

worst wolverine/logan x fem!reader - inspired by a troye sivan song, fluff, cute, happy ending, wade being wade, no y/n used, no reader description

Wade ships you and Logan together and tries to help make y'all a couple.

read on Ao3

You sat on the worn-out sofa in Wade’s living room, half-listening as he rambled on about his latest grueling day of being the “sexiest superhero alive.” He and Wolverine—or Wolvie, as Wade annoyingly liked to call him—had teamed up again, taking down some bad guys and saving the world, or at least a very small part of it.

“So there I am,” Wade continued dramatically, gesturing wildly, “surrounded by ninjas, which isn’t really a surprise because let’s be honest, ninjas are kind of my thing at this point—classic Deadpool. But Wolvie’s just there, growling and stabbing his way through, and I’m like, ‘Dude, we get it, you’re the strong, silent type, but maybe use your words once in a while?’”

He kept talking, something about the “grueling emotional labor” of working with Logan, but you weren’t really paying attention anymore. Your gaze drifted to the hallway, where Logan emerged from the bathroom with a grunt, a small towel barely hanging around his waist. His skin glistened with droplets of water from the shower, the muscles in his back rippling as he stalked down the hall.

You tried to tear your eyes away, but it was like gravity itself was keeping you glued to him. Logan moved with that same effortless intensity, his brow furrowed like he was annoyed at the mere existence of the towel. The heat rose to your face, and you quickly looked down, but not before catching a glimpse of Logan’s rough hand wiping the moisture from his chest.

Wade, of course, noticed because when doesn’t he notice?

“Geesh, I knew you were down bad for Wolvie, but—” Wade started, his eyes gleaming with mischief as he leaned in, lowering his voice like he was about to share some scandalous secret.

Without thinking, you slapped his shoulder to shut him up, your face burning as you tried to compose yourself. Wade, ever the drama queen, let out an exaggerated gasp and clutched his shoulder like you’d just thrown him into the sun.

“Ow! That hurt my feelings,” he said, turning toward an imaginary camera because, of course, he was breaking the fourth wall. “She hit me, folks, and not in the fun, sexy way either.”

You shot him a glare, your lips pressed into a tight line, though you couldn’t help the flicker of amusement tugging at the corners of your mouth.

Wade wasn’t done. He never was.

“You know, it’s always the quiet ones,” he added, stage-whispering as if that would somehow make Logan disappear or teleport out of the apartment in embarrassment. “Can’t say I blame you though. Look at him, all angry and dripping wet—he’s like a feral wolf in an Old Spice commercial. Honestly, if this was the kind of quality content the MCU promised me, I wouldn’t have jumped ship for Deadpool 3: The Comeback —coming soon, by the way.”

Logan, ignoring Wade as per usual, had already stalked off toward his room. He muttered something unintelligible, probably about how Wade was going to get his ass kicked later, but the low rumble of his voice still made something in your stomach twist. He hadn’t even looked at you, but you felt the heat creeping up your neck, spreading to your cheeks.

Wade, of course, was not done with his commentary. “Dude, he didn’t even throw you a glance,” he said, wagging a finger. “I mean, if I walked out of the shower looking like a damn Greek god with claws, I’d at least give a wink. Maybe even a smolder. Oh, wait!” He perked up and leaned forward, his voice dropping to a faux-conspiratorial tone. “What if he’s doing that on purpose? You know, like a power play? He’s got the whole brooding, tortured thing down—girls love that, by the way.”

You slapped him again—lighter this time, but Wade still let out an exaggerated groan.

“Oh, c’mon! The sexual tension in here is thick enough to slice with one of Logan’s claws. You’re telling me if he showered in your apartment, half-naked, and you wouldn’t immediately jump his bones? What are we even doing here, people?”

You groaned, running a hand over your face, trying not to die of embarrassment. “Wade, for the love of God—”

“God has abandoned this apartment long ago,” Wade interrupted, standing up dramatically, his arms wide as if making a declaration. “But don’t worry, I’m here now, and I’m more than willing to give you both some fantastic relationship advice.”

You shook your head, biting back a laugh. "Wade, the last time you gave relationship advice, you told someone to ‘just show up shirtless’ and that would fix all their problems.”

Wade grinned, completely unbothered. “Did it work?”

“They were arrested for public indecency.”

“Semantics!” Wade waved it off, flopping back down beside you. “Now, where was I? Oh, right. Wolvie. You know, he's probably sitting in his room right now, thinking about you. Brooding, shirtless, glaring out the window like some tragic anti-hero from a really dark fanfic.”

Before you could respond, Logan reappeared—this time, fully dressed but still clearly annoyed. “Wade, shut the hell up.”

Wade, undeterred, turned toward you and whispered loudly, “See? I told you he was brooding. He’s totally into you.”

You shot Logan an apologetic look, though you could tell from the tightness around his jaw that he was this close to throwing Wade out a window. Logan didn’t say anything, but his gaze lingered on you just a second too long before he stormed off again, muttering something about “goddamn loudmouths.”

Wade leaned back on the sofa, folding his arms behind his head with a smug grin. “Oh, yeah. He’s in deep. ”

The rest of the day was filled with more of Wade’s sarcastic quips and Logan’s signature gruffness, but beneath the surface, something had shifted. By the time the sun set, Wade had finally left leaving you and Logan alone in the apartment promising to bring back pizza.

Logan was sitting on the edge of the bed, looking worn out, his head hung low as he rubbed the back of his neck. You stood in the doorway, watching him quietly for a moment before stepping closer.

“You alright?” you asked softly.

Logan grunted in response, his usual noncommittal way of saying “I’m fine.” Before he glanced up at you, and something in his expression softened. His shoulders relaxed slightly as you sat down beside him, the silence between you comforting.

“Wade get to you?” you asked with a smirk, nudging him playfully.

Logan scoffed, shaking his head. “That guy never knows when to shut up.”

“Yeah, well, you gotta admit, he’s got a point,” you teased, nudging him again. “You do tend to brood.”

Logan gave you a look, his usual scowl softened by the hint of amusement in his eyes. “I don’t brood.”

“Right. Sure you don’t,” you said, smiling as you sat on the bed beside him. The air between you was lighter now, but that familiar, charged tension still lingered, just under the surface. “So… was Wade right? You were totally into me earlier, weren’t you?”

Logan chuckled under his breath, running a hand through his still-damp hair, his muscles still tense from the fight and the usual Deadpool chaos. “You’re ridiculous.”

“ You are,” you countered, your voice taking on a teasing tone. You leaned in closer, bumping your shoulder against his. “I mean, look at you. Everyone loves you. I swear, every time we go out, every woman in the room is practically lining up just to—”

“Would you stop? You sound like Wade,” Logan grumbled, his voice low but without any real annoyance. He shook his head, but there was a smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth.

You laughed, your eyes sparkling as you nudged him again. “I’m serious, Logan. I’ve seen the way they look at you. Like they’re all just waiting for their turn to fawn over the ‘mysterious bad boy.’ The brooding, the claws, the ‘I’ve been through hell’ vibe—it’s working for you.”

Logan shot you a half-amused, half-exasperated look. “I’m not trying to ‘work’ anything.”

You shrugged, your grin widening. “That’s the problem. You don’t even have to try. You just walk into a room, grumble a bit, maybe glare at someone, and they’re hooked.”

He grunted, crossing his arms over his chest. “You’re imagining things.”

“Oh, please. Next time we’re out, I’ll start keeping a tally of all the looks you get,” you teased. “What’s it like being the main character in everyone’s secret fantasy?”

Logan huffed, giving you a side-eye that would’ve scared anyone else, but you just smiled. “Keep it up, and I’ll start sounding like Wade for real.”

You burst into laughter at that, imagining Logan in full Deadpool-style monologue, breaking the fourth wall mid-fight just to complain about your teasing. “I can’t wait for that.”

“Not happening, darlin’,” Logan muttered, but his voice was warm, and the smirk playing on his lips betrayed him.

The playful banter between you felt easy, natural—like this was how it should be. No walls, no tension, just you and Logan, comfortable in the teasing, in the back-and-forth that had become the foundation of your relationship. For someone as tough and guarded as Logan, moments like these were rare, and you cherished them every time. 

As the laughter faded, the mood shifted. You were still sitting close, the air thick with something more. The lightheartedness gave way to a quiet intensity, and suddenly, the space between you felt smaller and more charged.

Your eyes flicked to his, and you found him watching you, his gaze a little softer now, a little more focused. The teasing smile on your lips faltered, but only for a moment. You leaned in slightly, just enough for your shoulder to press against his, your hand brushing against his forearm.

“You know,” you said softly, your voice quieter now, more sincere. “I wasn’t joking earlier. You really do have people falling for you left and right.”

Logan’s jaw tightened slightly, but he didn’t look away. “Doesn’t matter,” he said gruffly, his voice low. “I’m not interested in ‘people.’”

There it was. That honesty, that vulnerability he rarely showed anyone. You’d gotten used to the way Logan opened up in small doses, revealing just enough for you to see through the tough exterior he wore so well. Each time, it made your heart flutter a little more.

You raised an eyebrow, your voice dropping to a whisper. “No?”

Logan shook his head, his eyes never leaving yours. “No.”

For a moment, the room felt completely still, like the world had narrowed down to just the two of you. The weight of what he wasn’t saying hung between you, and you could feel your pulse quicken, the tension between you building by the second.

“Good,” you murmured, leaning in just a little closer, your breath mingling with his. “Because I’m not interested in sharing.”

A low growl rumbled in Logan’s chest, the sound sending a shiver down your spine. His hand moved to your waist, pulling you closer as his other hand cupped your cheek, his rough thumb brushing softly against your skin. “Who said anything about sharing?”

You couldn’t help the small smile that tugged at your lips as you closed the distance between you, your forehead resting against his. The moment stretched on, your heart racing in your chest as you waited for him to make the next move.

Then, finally, Logan closed the gap.

His lips met yours in a slow, deliberate kiss, the kind that sent heat rushing through your entire body. It wasn’t rushed or frantic—it was steady, intense, like Logan was savoring every second. His grip on your waist tightened, pulling you even closer until there was no space left between you. You kissed him back just as deeply, letting yourself get lost in the feel of him—his warmth, his strength, the way his body seemed to mold perfectly against yours.

When you finally pulled away, both of you were breathless, your lips still hovering just inches from his. Logan rested his forehead against yours, his hand still cradling your cheek as his thumb traced lazy circles on your skin.

“You’re ridiculous, you know that?” he muttered, his voice rough but affectionate.

You smiled, running your fingers through his hair, feeling the damp strands still clinging to his head. “Yeah, but you like me anyway.”

Logan chuckled, pressing a kiss to your forehead before pulling back just enough to look at you. “Yeah,” he said softly. “Yeah, I do.”

A Few Days Later…

The teasing between you and Logan hadn’t gone unnoticed by the others. Especially Wade, who had already managed to weave an elaborate tale of unrequited love between the two of you, complete with bad fanfiction-level plot twists.

“So, you guys finally make out?” Wade asked one evening, leaning against the kitchen counter with a smug grin plastered on his face. “Or are you still in the ‘awkward pining’ stage?”

You sighed, giving him a deadpan look. “What do you think, Wade?”

Wade’s eyes lit up with excitement. “Oh my God, it happened, didn’t it? I mean, of course, it did! I knew it! Everyone, Deadpool called it—Logan and his better half finally—”

Logan shot him a look that could kill, his claws extending just slightly. “Wade.”

Deadpool raised his hands in surrender. “Hey, don’t shoot the messenger! Or, in this case, the super-insightful, super-hot guy who predicted your inevitable romance. I’m just here to celebrate. Maybe I should write a poem about it.”

Logan grunted and shook his head, but you could see the faintest hint of a smile tugging at his lips. Wade turned his attention to you, winking like the two of you were in on some grand scheme.

“You’re welcome, by the way. All my meddling totally paid off. You owe me one, well I guess you owe the writer of this fic but I’m totally taking credit.” 

You rolled your eyes but couldn’t stop the smile from spreading across your face. “Sure, Wade. Whatever helps you sleep at night.”

“Sleep? Who needs sleep when you’ve got love to keep you warm?” Wade sighed dramatically, holding a hand to his chest. “Honestly, I should start a matchmaking service. First Logan and you, next the world.”

Logan groaned. “Wade, shut the hell up.”

Wade grinned, unfazed as ever. “Love you too, peanut.”

[thesmilingfish]

1995 Old Spice commercial with Joe Flanigan!

[superstarz9]

So y’all fw Mr. Puzzles hcs?

Cause I got some :]

So canonically, based off the emerging movements he makes going from tv mode to ‘normal’ mode and the appearance of his arms/legs, there isn’t much of Puzzles that’s human anymore. The closest things he may have left is his heart and lungs (since he smokes, but that’s also a stretch).

While I prefer the idea thar he smokes, I like to think that he only holds the cigarette and pretends to smoke with a small smoke machine in the back, since the cig isn’t actually lit in the scene (not on purpose, of course).

As a kid, he was inspired to smoke from the old cigarette ads in cartoons (like the Flintstones Winston commercial).

He loves cooking shows and remaking the recipes, but he can’t eat. For a relationship hc (platonic or romantic), he’d probably love making food for you and get feedback on his cooking (eg, more spices, cook more/less, different recommendations). And compliments, of course. Always gotta compliment the chef, after all.

Body-wise (and this one might be kinda gross cause of minor body horror so skip if not comfortable), since we’ve established that there isn’t anything organic anymore about his body, he probably looks like a wire version of muscle anatomy. He’s very self-conscious about this, and tries to hide it the best of his abilities (long clothes, wrapping his arms to keep his shirt in place, the gloves). To add, his brain is probably a unique motherboard with wires surrounding it like a brain.

He sees and hears through the antennas, and makes sure to keep then aligned as much as possible. If one of them is slightly bent out of their usual shape, things look and sound very broken, like your vision going in and out. To add, the top dial changes the channel from his expressions to a specific show, and the lower dial adjusts his volume.

Technically canon but he has heterochromia! His right eye is dark brownish and his left is light blue. (He has homophobia in his eyes 😔 /j /ref)

We already know he stims lets bffr.

My friend’s hc: His angry/scary/humanoid face is parts of his original face, as well as the face that glitches during the movie’s end (I stg I know where that face is from. I wanna say Jack Stauber but I know it’s some kind of claymation. Speaking of Jack Stauber, Mr. Puzzles kinda gives Mirror Man vibes, y’know?).

Since he’s not as human anymore, he doesn’t get sick normally. However, he can get versions of illnesses through similar methods. He can overheat and power off on hot days, and he’s probably not great in rain. His signal also jams when it rains, so he’d constantly be bumping into stuff and wouldn’t be able to control the channels properly (I say control the channels cause idk what else to call it but that thing he does in the movie where he runs all the channels in his head and stuff. His head’s still a fully functional tv after all). If he’s shocked with lighting or smth, he’ll lose his signal, which is his equivalent of going into a coma.

Speaking of rain, he’ll try his best to be on top of the weather and carry an umbrella. However, if he doesn’t have actors for the weather channel and is preoccupied with other projects, he’ll be stuck at the studio waiting out the storm. Relationship hcs for this can be rlly funny. You’d catch him all bitter about the sudden rain as he stands by the door waiting for a cab or smth. If you pull out an umbrella, he’s turn into an absolute drama queen. “Oh, it’s such a TRAVESTY! This HORRIBLE rain just WON’T lighten up! Oh, if only there was someone so kind and caring who’d share their umbrella with me!” You could a) not share the umbrella and receive an even more bitter Puzzles, b) insist on holding the umbrella and have him walk with you awkwardly, or c) give him the umbrella but he holds it so high that you still get wet.

Despite his hatred for the rain, it’s one of the few things he can still enjoy about his humanity. Being a bunch of wires and other tech, he can’t feel anything, just being numb, minus a light electrical pulse, similar to a heart beat. He can’t feel specific textures but can grab and roughly identify objects. However, he can feel the rain and how different it is from other things, and it reconnects him with the real world. For any Steven Universe fans, it’s like Peridot stepping out into the rain for the first time, but more somber.

If he’s out in the rain one day, he’s sick the next. When he sneezes, his screen goes static-y for the moment.

When he sleeps, he has a black screen with the small “sleep mode” pop-up in the corner. He’s also a very light sleeper.

When he zones out, it’s the Puzzlevision logo bouncing across the screen as a screen-saver.

Aight that’s all I got right now. If this does well I’ll post some more!