#save hey arnold

[77tiger77]

Happy Birthday, Craig Bartlett!

[90scartoons]

Presave my new ep, friends. Available everywhere july 4th 2024.

[hitchell-mope]

Ain’t that a kick in the teeth.

[mgabrielb]

[zee-rambles]

Lets. D0. This.

(Please note: Post will be updated as I find more resources and think of more strategies)

(Please do not re-use gif without permission…unless it’s to save Rise…)

Mutant May

YOU can watch Season 1 and Season 2 of RISE right HERE!

So I’ve seen a a lot of people still wondering if Rise of the TMNT can be saved.

There’s is a lot of hope, especially with the boom of fans joining the fandom after the movie dropped last year, people making more art on tumblr, twitter, tik tok, and so on. But also a a lot of doubt, especially after JJ Conway’s post on twitter.

BUT…I still think there is a chance…a GOOD chance. WITH ORIGINAL CAST AND CREW! Why?

We live in the internet. Information is more then easy to get out now thanks to social media. There is all kinds of ways to get the word out to people. Let’s abuse it. 😎

Fans have brought back shows before.

We need a MAJOR push through social media, more fans, more art, it’s up to us…and I think we can do it!

Fans convinced Netflix to bring Sense8 back for a finale

Fans convinced fox to bring back “Futurama” after it was cancelled in 1999.

Hey Arnold got the jungle movie thirteen years after the show was cancelled

Animaniacs got a 3 season revival 22 years after it stopped airing.

Brooklyn 99 was cancelled in 2018, and the fans convinced NBC to pick up the series.

Arrested Development was canceled after 3 seasons, but AFTER it was cancelled, it grew an audience and they made it come back!

Fans saved the original Star Trek in the 60s with letters.

They did it. Why can’t we?

So what can we do?

Well…

1. PETITIONS TO SAVE RISE that we can all sign…

PETITION 1 (The strongest one, but the more petitions signed, the better!)

PETITION 2

PETITION 3

PETITION 4 (save the content that was cut/we missed)

PETITION 5! (Make an ROTTMNT season 3)

2. Pester Nickelodeon and Netflix on social media (THE BIG ONE Y’ALL, THIS IS THE MOST DIRECT AND IMPORTANT)

Be polite, be non-toxic (don’t be rude or mean, the boys would not want that, and the Nick/Netflix won’t listen), but be LOUD, PASSIONATE, AND ANNOYING! Ask for DVDs of the show/movie, and then BUY THOSE DVDs!

MAKE SURE TO ASK FOR THE FULL ORIGINAL CAST AND CREW TO COME BACK, INCLUDING ANDY SARIANO AND ANT WARD.

Sample DM/Letter (but try to come up with your own. Too many repeats and they will ignore it)

“Dear Nickelodeon/Netflix/Viacom, I can’t tell you how much Rise means to me, and I really love that you put the show on air. But it was not fair that the show was cancelled before it got the chance to reach the audience it deserved, only because of a few bad reviews and a lack of advertising. The show is great, there’s tons of fans, tons of art, and people, including me, want so much more! Please bring it back! We want the original crew to come, Flying Bark, for the show to get it’s full second season restored, and it’s five season run like it was originally intended. People hated the 2012 TMNT when it came out, but it got it’s chance and now there are people that love it. Why can’t Rise of the TMNT have the same? It’s clear that the creators love their work and there’s a growing fan base for it. Rise just came out at the wrong time, but it deserves it chance to shine.”

The more personal you made the letter, the more you say what Rise means to you, the better.

As for me? I’m sending them a picture of Pizza Pigeon with the #wewantmoreriseoftheTMNT and #saverottmnt

Request movies/seasons on Netflix.

Ask for Rise Season 2, another season, another movie. Just keep asking!

Nickelodeon’s facebook page (Look, I know that facebook is a relic at this point, but the more people go there and PESTER Nickelodeon, the better!)

Rise’s facebook page

Leave good reviews. Share. Leave TONS of comments

Nickelodeon’s instagram

Nickelodeon’s Twitter page (treat carefully, there be Musks out there…only use if you are over 18)

Nickelodeon’s TikTok

Niceklodeon’s letter inbox

Nickelodeon, 1515 Broadway, New York, NY 10036

Rugrats was brought back because fans bombarded Nickelodeon with letters saying they wanted it back. Might as well cover our bases. This one is a BIG DEAL!

Nickelodeon’s Corporate Number

1-212-846-2543 Call them! Annoy them! Ask how we can get their attention! Tell them why you love this show! Why it deserves to come back.

Contact Paramount

Paramounts Request form

Official Fan Page Rise’s Instagram

The more followers the better.

Netflix’s instagram

Netflix’s facebook

Netflix’s Twitter (Treat carefully. There be MUSKs out there…only use if you are over 18)

SPAM NICKELODEON’S EMAILS!

feedback@nick.com

contactus@nick.com

Letterbox@nick.co.uk

help@paramountplus.coM

If anyone has any more, any deeper more direct points of contact, or more ideas, please share!

3. Leave good reviews for Rise anywhere and raise awareness everywhere you can!

One of the key reasons Rise did not do too well because it was unfairly review bombed before people could give it a chance…so get out there on tik tok, IMDB, Rotten Tomatoes, and ESPECIALLY youtube.

Make reviews! Analysis! JOKES! Support other content creators! When the Rise Reanimated video comes out, share it like no tomorrow!

No one paid attention when How to Train Your Dragon came out, but word of mouth and people saying it was good, made it the success it was. Let’s repeat history!

Anytime there is NEW RISE CONTENT on Nickelodeon’s YouTube channel, watch it, share, spread it.

Share this post on social media, across various sites, use the information here to spread awareness about how people can help and what they can do. Be relentless! (Like Leo in Lair Games)

Ask influencers to review, react, and give RISE a chance without placing judgement.

4. Make. ART!

Draw, Write, TWEET, Make MERCH, Sell MERCH, Make Tik Toks, Videos on YouTube, posts on instagram, discord, what pad, demanding more Rise, spreading the word, and just showing how much you love this show! Not only will it attract attention, but it’s also good for all of us. There will be more Rise content either way.

Make sure to @ nickelodeon on ALL of your art! SPAM THEM! ANNOY THEM! DROWN THEM IN LOVE FOR THIS SHOW! Demand DVD’s and Blue rays of the SHOW AND THE MOVIE! It’s not fair that we can’t have access to it!

PLAY THIS GAME!

If you see official Rise MERCH in the while, buy it if you can! Also support as many rise content creators as you can. If you can’t draw? Write! If you can’t create! Like! Share! Comment! Support each other!

Rise April ART Challenge

Keep in mind…there WILL be pushback.

Companies as big as Nickelodeon and Viacom care about their bottom line: $$$…money. BUT pushback, whether they are taking down your videos on Tik Tok, striking artists on twitter, mean that they’re taking NOTICE. So don’t. Give. UP!

One last thing to remember: DO NOT harass fans for enjoying other versions of TMNT

Even though Rise is the first and only TMNT I have ever loved, I don’t believe in shaming other fans for looking forward to, or enjoying other TMNT series. Gatekeeping like that was what stopped Rise from (heh) Rising as high as it should have. All Rise fans are welcome, and all TMNT fans are welcome. Rise deserves to reach more fans, it deserves another season, and it does not need to knock down other TMNT series to do it. Show them your love and your need for more Rise, without making other TMNT fans feel unwelcome.

Share, spread the word, give it your best shot! A village can move MOUNTAINS! SO let’s do it.

So that in the near future…we can MAKE THIS JOKE!

[planetpedri]

To say hello — Trent Alexander-Arnold.

Pairing: Trent Alexander-Arnold x Fem!Reader

Summary: Seeing your ex was no fun thing, but sitting beside him on a two hour flight was even worse. And you realize, to say ‘hello’ was to allow so much more.

Word count: 2k+

Disclaimer/s: Slight angst , hopeful/happy ending.

A/N: Nobody wants him the way I do.

The first time you’d seen Trent after your breakup was on a flight to Paris. You were nearly late to your plane. Traffic had delayed your planned arrival, then the lines were horrific, and you’d had to run across the whole airport just to get to your gate on time. Luckily, you got in with five minutes to spare.

Quickly finding your first class seat, you scan the rows. 1B.. 2B.. 3B.. oh.

Your heart sunk.

His seemingly did too, all the color draining from his face as he processed just who you were. He choked out your name, his eyes blinking rapidly.

“That’s my seat.” You mumble, motioning to the window seat. There was such a little chance of this ever happening, but of course with your luck it did.

Trent unbuckles and stands from his seat to allow you out of the isle, his eyes staying trained on you the whole time. It’d been well over a year since the two of you had seen each other, so he was simply taking in all your differences.

An hour passed, and neither of you talked. You’d forcefully kept your legs leaning against the side of the plane, your whole body shifting away from him. Trent on the other hand, had played it off as cool as possibly by sitting normally and watching a movie on the screen provided. He couldn’t help the few glances he stole your way, but then again, neither could you.

Eventually, when the food came, you were forced to sit normally, that’s when Trent spoke to you for the first time.

“Hello.” He finally sighs, playing with his food.

“Hey.” You reply, taking a bite to focus on anything but the awkward silence that followed.

Trent glanced your way, a small chuckle escaping his lips. “What are the chances?”

“Trent.” You huff, “i’m trying to eat.” You didn’t even have an appetite. He seemed to have that effect on you. Every time you were reminded of him, you couldn’t eat for hours. Whether it was from the longing to see him again, or the hatred that bubbled within you, you weren’t all too sure.

The Scouser didn’t seem to care, as he continued talking to you for the rest of the flight. Of course, you eventually entertained it, because the more you talked, the less he did. Trent was always a listener, and when he did, he kept his mouth shut.

Finally, the plane landed and you made your hasty escape. Trent didn’t even have a chance to call after you, to say the things he’d been trying to gain the courage to tell you for months. You were gone.

That night, lying in his hotel overlooking the beautiful city of love, Trent couldn’t hold it in. He’d dialed your number, refilling his glass in the process.

You pick up with a low groan, half asleep as you speak. “It’s midnight, Trent. Go to sleep.”

“I miss you, and I know I messed up.” He sighs, not even giving you a moment to process what he was saying before he continues. “I’m sorry.”

There’s shuffling on his end, and you hear the ice clinking into the sides of a glass. Thats when you register the slur in his accent. Annoyance grows within you. These were drunken thoughts, they didn’t mean anything.

“You still have my number saved.” Another beat of silence where he whispers out your name, “say something.”

“You’re drunk. Go to sleep.” You don’t deny it because yes, you did. In the year since your break up, you had failed to get yourself to the point of deleting his existence. You didn’t know why, but the thought of erasing his once meaningful presence was hard to do.

“Good night, Trent.” And with that, you hung up, sinking into your pillow with a soft exhale.

The summer had passed, and in that time you hadn’t heard from Trent again. Clearly, that night in Paris had been nothing but a drunken mistake. A mistake that left you reliving every moment with him. In the three years you’d dated, it had taken three months to relive all your best memories. For three months, he was all you could think about.

Trent hadn’t even attempted to get ahold of you, maybe out of shame, maybe because he simply didn’t care. You were beginning to think rejecting him that night was the worst decision you’d ever made.

Now, driving through the rugged English roads, you couldn’t control the way your fingers slid across your phone’s screen, dialing the number you had engraved into your mind.

It had only dialed for a count of three, before the sleepy hum of your name was heard. “‘Something wrong?” He asks, exhaustion clear in the way he spoke, but alongside it was concern. It was like all those months ago, but the roles had been reversed.

“Hello.” You finally get out, “I miss you, too.”

Trent doesn’t chuckle, he doesn’t sigh, he doesn’t grunt. He does wake up fully, though, sitting up straight in his bed. “Where are you?”

“Uhm, somewhere near fifth and chord? I’m not too sure..”

“Come over?” His voice holds a hint of pleading, and you were weaker than ever.

“Do you still live in the same apartment?” You ask, already turning to make your way there instinctively, assuming he hadn’t moved in the year you’d broken up.

You had imagined the small smile growing on his face as he heard the blinker, you could practically hear it in his voice. “Yeah, you can let yourself in.”

It’s your turn to smile, “do you seriously still leave your key above the door? Trent, how many times do I have to tell you how dangerous that is?”

He’d lied, of course. He just missed that scolding tone in your voice, the one filled with amusement but genuine care.

“I’m joking!” He laughs, “i’ll leave the door unlocked.”

Once you’d reached his apartment, and long since hung up, you give yourself a few moments to think about what you were doing. This was a stupid idea. He was your ex. You weren’t supposed to allow these things to happen.

Opening the door, you hesitantly make your way inside. It was clean, surprisingly. He hadn’t always been this tidy when you were dating, so it was a pleasant surprise. You slip off your shoes and set your purse on one of the hooks.

“Trent?” You call out, walking through the kitchen into the living room, and down the hall toward his bedroom.

He opens the door, his eyes darting across your face as if he was trying to assure himself you were really there. “Hello.” He says softly, opening the door wider to invite you in.

You don’t respond, your skin crawling by simply being in his presence again. Walking into his bedroom, your eyes trace the small changes, other than the lack of your things, it hadn’t changed much. Trailing your fingers across his desk, you pause, eyes finding their way back to his closet.

Your spot there was still untouched. Empty. He hadn’t filled it in with his own clothes, that you knew he needed. Trent had an excess of clothes, he always needed more space, yet he never touched your side.

Your eyes flicker to his, and he seemed to catch what you were thinking. “I didn’t think it’d last this long.” He admits.

Pursing your lips, you nod, although it didn’t make sense. You’d been broken up for well over a year now, so that wasn’t necessarily an excuse.

You found your way to his bed, slowly sitting down on it. Trent watches from afar, still leaning against the wall a few feet from his door. He takes careful note of your every move, every expression.

“So, now what?” You finally ask the question that was weighing on both of your minds as you play with the comforter.

Trent’s quiet, not knowing how far he should push this. “Stay the night, it’s late. We can talk tomorrow.”

Your eyebrow quirks, “no silly shit. Just sleeping.” You point at him accusatorially, which elicits a laugh from the man.

“Wouldn’t dream of pulling any ‘silly shit’.”

“I need pajamas.” You huff, pushing yourself off the bed and wadding towards his closet. “And—“

“Extra toothbrushes are under the sink, along with makeup remover.” He grins, cutting you off.

Rolling your eyes, you take a tee shirt from his closet. “You’ve been waiting for this day. Or, oh lord. Trent, have you been preparing for other girls?” You feign hurt, clasping a hand over your heart.

Trent leans against the doorframe of the walk in closet, grinning down at you, but a hint of sincerity flashes across his face. “I definitely wouldn’t dream of that.”

You try not to let the clear relief show on your face, but you couldn’t stop the twitch of your lips. “Interesting.” You nod, ducking under his arm as you make your way toward the bathroom.

Like a lost puppy, Trent follows you there too. “And you?” He asks, eyebrows lifted curiously.

“Turn around first.” You motion with your finger for him to turn around, which he does so with zero hesitance. While changing into the shirt, you finally answer. “There’s been one guy.”

Despite the ache in his heart, he nods in understanding. “Who?”

“He’s not important. It only lasted a month, if even that.” You shrug, “you can turn around.”

He does so, doing his best not to feel the satisfaction of your words and the fact that you were wearing his clothes, not that other guys. You were still his.

“A month? Only?” He asks smugly, moving toward the sink beside you.

Grabbing the extra toothbrush and makeup remover, you glance at him through his reflection in the mirror. “Unfortunately, he just wasn’t you.” The admission held so much weight, but it was the truth.

“That’s unfortunate… for him.” Trent hums. The bathroom is filled with a comfortable silence as you go about your nightly routine, a familiar feeling forming within you.

How many nights had you two done this exact routine together? How many nights had you felt so completely at home with Trent beside you? How many nights had it not ended it an argument, rather with you laying in his arms as you both fell asleep with nothing but love in your hearts?

With a barren face, you lean against the sink, your hip being the only thing keeping you steady. “Why are we doing this? It’s been a year and a half.”

“Because it’s what’s right.” He answers honestly, “and it was a long time coming.”

You couldn’t argue with that. You’d fallen asleep dreaming about being in his arms once again. There wasn’t a singular time in which you’d wished to be with anyone but Trent.

As the two of you both make your way back to Trent’s bed, you let yourself feel the things you’d denied yourself for so long. A small smile growing on your lips when you climb into the bed and Trent pulls you into his side, tugging the covers over the two of you.

With your head resting in the crook of his neck, you inhale his scent, the smell bringing you back to when everything was perfect between the two of you. This was where you belonged.

It didn’t take long for sleep to consume you, but Trent stayed awake for a little longer. He needed the reassurance that you weren’t going anywhere, that you were here, in his arms, for good.

Then he fell asleep with a smile, and everything was okay again. Because this was what he’d longed for. Despite all the time spent apart, it all seemed worth it as long as you were with him, even if it was only momentary.

You were still his, and he as forever yours.

Likes , comments , and reblog’s are all appreciated. Feel free to lmk if you want tagged in any of my posts <3

DTS , @halfwayhearted @spidybaby !

[trentslocss]

Superdad - TAA

Pairing: Trent Alexander Arnold x reader

Warnings: none!

Summary: You and Trent have a daughter and even though being a mother gets super hard sometimes, superdad is there to save you! ❤️

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Your 3 year old daughter, Tammy, was a (im)perfect mix of you and your husband Trent. She had mostly his looks and her character was literally half yours and half his. But, this could unfortunately cause problems, especially for you.

You see, Tammy is of course a daddy’s girl. Trent can’t help but spoil her in every way possible (just like he has been doing with you since you have met 5 years ago). Since both of you have quite distinctive characters, she definitely knows how to throw a tantrum. Just like she has done right now.

You were supposed to go to work, but Tammy just wouldn’t stop crying. She was used to Trent taking her to kindergarten every morning, but today he had to get to the Axa training center earlier than usual, so you were supposed to get her dressed and take her on your way to work. But Tammy wasn’t pleased with the way you did her hair, the way you dressed her, the pancakes you have made for her and basically with the fact that you were taking her instead of Trent himself.

“I’m not going anywhere! You can’t force me to do anything!” She screamed at you as she started taking off her shoes one by one, clumsily (taken after you). “Baby I know you wanted daddy to take you but he had to leave earlier. I’m sorry but I can’t change that and I can’t just leave you here”. You tried to reason her, but she just wouldn’t listen. “I’m not going anywhere until daddy comes home!” She screamed, crying as she stormed to her room.

You were utterly exhausted and didn’t know what to do anymore. You had to be at work 15 minutes ago. You knew she wouldn’t stop making a problem out of this but you couldn’t miss a day of work and you couldn’t let her get everything her way every time she wanted to. You tried calling Trent’s mother and his younger brother but they were all too busy to come and help you. You considered calling Trent but didn’t want to bother him. He had a tendency to think if you called him during practice it was a literal emergency and someone was dying, so he’d rush home straight away without even having to pick up the phone (idiot).

After trying to get her to go another 2 times, trying 5 separate outfits and making another batch of pancakes, you had given up. You were taking off your work clothes and, out of frustration, crying. (With a tub of ice cream, of course:) )

With the sounds of you crying on one side of the house and your daughter on the other, Trent entered the house. You didn’t even realise. Why would you, it was 10 in the morning and he wasn’t supposed to be home before 1 pm, at least.

“Yellow submarine, yellow submarine- Hey honey, why are you home?” Trent entered the house singalonging, confused to see you at home, on the couch with a tub of ice cream in your hand at 10 in the morning. “And why are you crying baby, is everything okay?” “No” You sobbed into your chin, not even knowing what to tell him.

“Is that Tammy crying over there? Why is she still at home?” He asked but you wouldn’t stop crying. He hugged you and kissed your forehead, standing up. “I’m gonna go there and see what’s going on. Please, relax a bit. Okay?” You nodded as you continued sobbing. watching him leave to the child’s bedroom.

*Knock knock* “Tammy baby is everything okay?” He entered the room, seeing your daughter in distress, half clothed in a pink dress and half i na purple jumpsuit. “Baby what’s the matter. Did you get in a fight with your mom?”

Tammy didn’t say anything, just looked at the ground and at some point stopped crying. “Baby you know you can’t fight with your mom. Your mom is always right, she knows what’s best. What happened?” He sat down in front of her, trying to get a look into her eyes. “It wasn’t that daddy I-“

“I was just angry because I wanted you to take me to kindergarten” Trent’s face shifted from a serious and worried one into a smile. “Oh is that so?” “Yes! She didn’t do my hair right, her clothes combinations were so bad and even the pancakes were bad! You do it way better.”

Trent chuckled. He didn’t do any of these things better than you. The hair, maybe, but other than that he was terrible at all those things. He just learned how to do them so you wouldn’t have to get up too early in the morning and somewhere in that process she chose to love it more than she loved yours.

“Okay baby listen. Now, mommy is very upset. So here’s what we’ll do. You get this clothing mess in order and brush your teeth while I go talk to her. Then I’ll do your hair and clothes and all three of us will go out for breakfast. Does that sound okay?”

“Will there be pancakes?” She said in a half sad tone, which made Trent say through a chuckle “Yes, yes. There will be pancakes. Now go get ready you squirrel.” This nickname always made Tammy chuckle and she did, in fact get up and got ready.

“Babe, is everything okay?” You heard Trent say while wiping your last tears away. “I’m a terrible mother Trent. I sometimes think she doesn’t even love me” You started crying again. “Oh no baby that’s not true! Come here, let me tell you something” He said as he took your head and put it on his chest. You continued sobbing there as he started talking.

“When Tammy first got here I was so scared. The first night at the hospital was the scariest night of my life. Thinking about all the responsibilities and how I’d have to actually raise a human being was so scary. But somewhere along the way I realised - she is just a little friend of mine I have to take a lot of care of. Like a drunk Nuñez kind of friend.” You chuckled. How could he be like this in such a serious situation and still always make you laugh.

“Anyway, the point being, she still doesn’t know or understand a lot of things. You think i know how to make pancakes girl? They suck. But she just loves them because she loves spending time with me. You see her more than me and those silly pancakes and that silly hair and dressing process matter to her because that’s how we spend our quality time together. It doesn’t mean she loves me more or that she doesn’t love you. It just means we will both have different rituals with her the other won’t be able to fulfil. And that’s totally okay.”

You nodded through little sobs which were already dying down. You looked him in the eyes and realised how much you loved him. He smiled and caressed your thigh with his hand, giving you a little wink and a kiss on the cheek. “Come on, go get ready. I’m taking you girls out on breakfast for some real pancakes not that shit I feed you every morning with.” You chuckled again as he gave you a peck, lifting you up off of the couch and encouraging you to leave to get ready to go out.

Trent did her hair just how she liked it, matched her outfit to his (and then made you match with them too). When you all got ready you went for a great walk downtown with the best pancakes ever. Even though he wasn’t always there and sometimes made it hard in you, he really was a super dad.

[noneorother]

It couldn't be a masquerade ball because it was an unmasked ball

The S2E5 ball symbolism seemed very prominent to me when I watched Season 2 even for the first time, but I saw @meatballlady ask this wonderful question & Neil's answer and thought : hey why not share my thoughts on the clothing at the ball as well.

If you're reading this you probably know all about how coat lapels are an important character signifier both seasons of GO. If not, TLDR; jacket lapels align with a character's intentions, and their alignment with a faction is determined by their jacket colour (light goes up or dark goes down).

So why do I say that this was an "unmasked" ball? Because if you follow the lapel theory, all the important participants who seem neutral in real life gain allegiances in their costumes when they enter the bookshop. Let's break it down.

Crowley & Aziraphale

If you aren't just making everyone fancy, but actually trying to reveal intentions during this ball, then it would make sense that Aziraphale and Crowley don't change outfits : they've been wearing their hearts on their sleeves since season 1. Maggie

In everyday life, Maggie purposely wears tops without lapels. Everything is round or crew-neck, and she never wears black. In the ball reveal, Maggie wears black for the first time, and has big pointing down lapels on her navy satin shirt, indicating alignment with Hell in both colour and intention. All of her cutesy bows and hearts and gold jewelry are gone. She wears sparkly silver only, and a prominent wristwatch (like Crowley). However, her pinkie ring is still present. (go read @indigovigilance's post about pinkie rings, it's great).

Nina

Nina is all over the place in real life. Colours clash and she wears black and earth tones often. She also never wears jackets with lapels. When we get to the ball however, she suddenly has a golden brocade jacket with teal & crimson shoulders, and golden hair clasps. She becomes exactly what Maggie is attempting to project in real life, but her lapels are pointing out and up, so alignment with heaven in both colour and intention. No pinkie ring on Nina in the series. Under the jacket she wears green and crimson. A confused pairing as I've ever seen on the show. Who knows what that's about*. Jimbriel

In normal life, Jim is ultra-neutral with lapels pointing out (neither up nor down) on a brown coat. (Underneath is a whole different ball game for another post.) Jimbriel gets a hilariously Liberace-fied version of the Aziraphale outfit : bowtie, poweder blue and labels pointing down and also to the side, fluffy white and details like Michael and Uriel. He's HELPING AZIRAPHALE WITH THE PLAN, wink wink nudge nudge. You go Jim. Mutt

Mutt the magic shop owner also has a pinkie ring in real life, as does his spouse, and keeps it for the ball. He gains impressive gold details on his lapel-less tunic, and the colour shifts from base of black to a base of navy, with red and white flowers instead of orange and teal swoops. His sleeves widen, becoming almost an angelic robe-like tunic, making him kind of a mysterious mashup of symbols. Arnold

Arnold of Arnold's music shop fame is wearing black with rainbow tie and suspenders before the ball, without much jewelry save a pinkie ring. Inside the ball, he keeps the black, but now has crimson and teal accents instead of rainbow, and lapels that are very high up, but that point out to the side, making him more neutral/Mutt the magician aligned, even if he's wearing black. Justine

Justine wears Hellish green and black in real life on her daisy patterned dress, no lapels here. She has no pinkie ring either, but once inside the ball, all the green melts away and she's allllll black flowered lace. She also has no lapels here, making her also more aligned with Mutt & Arnold than anything, but just as mysterious. Mrs Sandwich

Mrs Sandwich seems easier to judge. Black and gold no lapels in real life, alllll sparkly black and big downturned lapels for the ball. No pinkie ring on her in either outfit, but a prominent wristwatch. This makes total sense to me. Even if she might not be aligned with hell directly, she runs a brothel and profits off of sex workers so probably a pretty bad lady if we're weighing the odds from a biblical perspective. In other moments she also seems pretty fond of Crowley, and pretty unhappy with Nina (see above). Mr&Mrs Cheng

Mr & Mrs Cheng are VERY interesting to me. While Cheng wears all black in real life, and we never see her partner, she is transformed in the ball into the only character (besides Nina in solid green) who wears a green pattern. She has become a plant/garden (specifically a Monsterra, like in Corwley's box), and her husband is the pollinating golden butterfly, (with neutral lapels on a black background). Neither of them wear pinkie rings, but Mrs Cheng keeps her distinctive teal earrings, and is now sporting red lipstick, making her and her husband most associated with Nina. Nina also trusts Cheng enough to mind her coffee shop whilst talking to Crowley across the street in the last dregs of E6. As an aside, they also seem to *sort of* have a pre-teen girl child at this ball. We see her briefly in the evacuation but very hidden between other characters, and never in the ball proper. Mr Brown

Do we need to go through Mr Brown's outfit again? I don't think so. ------------------------------ * I have a feeling it's to do with other things, like Jim's sweater vest, but I'll have to dig into it later.

[howlingday]

Have you ever feel that Jaune got to much focus? I mean he's called a main charater (for better or worse) in a show called RWBY. About Team RWBY. It's just looking at both sides as much as I like Jaune maybe their was or still is to much focus on him.

Hardly.

Tell me something. Did Sasuke get too much focus in a show called Naruto? Did Knuckles get too much attention in the show Sonic X? What about Harry Potter? One Punch Man? Hey Arnold?

The Jaune "getting too much focus because the show is called RWBY" is the saddest, weakest excuse ever uttered. Jaune is a main character, along with Ren and Nora, who, need I remind you all, got plenty of love and attention despite not being "Team RWBY"?

Now, does the FNDM give him too much attention? My second favorite tag on this hiellsite is "jaune arc," AFTER "rwby," agrees with this statement, and to be honest, I don't think that's a problem with the show's writing as much as it is with the audience's reception of him.

There being "too much focus" on Jaune is only in comparison to the weaker writing for the "main characters" because the show puts more effort into the action and the plot than into the development of the core cast of Ruby, Weiss, Blake, and Yang.

Ruby has silver eyes and is supposed to be the hero who saves the world, but it wasn't until Volume 9 that she really got a solid win for her character.

Weiss comes back home in Volume 7 and her biggest character moment is when she's stopping her father's escape. Then... nothing.

Blake and Yang are by far the worst because their characters are now wholly reliant on each other. And before that, Yang's character was reliant on Ruby while Blake's character relied on the White Fang plot, which ended in Volume 5, and Adam, who died in Volume 6.

But what about Jaune's character? Well, let's see; Jaune was the loser everyman character who acted as the foil to the prodigal child of destiny that was Ruby Rose. His partner, Pyrrha "Invincible Girl" Nikos, takes him under her wing and trains him as her mentor. She then dies, leaving him to train and grow on his own despite his team being there, whereas Ruby loses her entire team and gets their help to accomplish reaching Mistral.

...Typing this out, yeah, I would say Jaune got more thought and effort put into his story and character development, but I don't think it's "too much". If anything, I'd say the issue is RWBY didn't get enough. All we got for them were flashy moves and kicks and bruises, but it's all shallow, surface-level development. Looking back, I see RWBY as the same people as they were at Beacon, while Jaune has completely changed since his initial appearance.

And again, that's not Jaune getting too much attention. It's just RWBY never really grew up right.

[impactrueno]

so i found your beetlejuice art a little while ago and loved it(you are VERY talented btw) but i kept feeling like i had seen your art before and I couldn’t figure out why. then i realized that I have some of your hey arnold fanart saved on my phone. odd connection but i don’t mind it

if you think that's odd wait until you hear that i'm pals with craig bartlett on instagram and he leaves likes on my beetlejuice fanart and even my amv 😭 child me would've passed out on the spot (hey arnold and beetlejuice were huge to me as a kid)

[77tiger77]

Happy Birthday, miracle child

[90scartoons]

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[hitchell-mope]

The who gets saved always takes it WAY too far.

[chaifootsteps]

In terms of toxic ships (albeit less toxic than others) I just remembered one I've always liked: Helga Pataki and Arnold Shortman from Hey Arnold.

Does that have a shipname? Arnelga? Shortaki? Football Bow? I've heard Shortaki used by a few so I guess that, but I digress...

Even though Shortaki falls under being somewhat of a toxic ship considering Helga falls under that "I bully you because I like you" trope that unfortunately was common for a while, what saves it from being toxic for me is that Helga improves as a person over the course of the series.

She's abrasive and bullies Arnold, but gets better. We eventually learn why she is the way she is during Helga on the Couch (my personal favorite episode of Hey Arnold to my recollection). She has a stalker shrine toward Arnold, but the narrative acknowledges through the visuals and music cues that that short of thing is creepy, and it's not entirely portrayed as sweet and romantic (despite Helga's latching mentally onto Arnold having her perceive it as romantic).

Helga has the similar sort of "romanticizing the person cared for and wanting a fantasy" issue that Stolas does, but the differences are that 1. Arnold being the first person who was nice to her in her abusive childhood makes her attachment to him understandable. 2. while she bullies Arnold she never did anything close to the level of badness that Stolas has to Blitzo and 3. the narrative both acknowledges Helga's desire for a fantasy romance while also acknowledging she's going about it in the wrong way.

Stolas, you will never be Helga. She runs a million circles around you in every way.

-Afterlife Anon

Love that ship! I talked a little about it here!

[bestanimatedmovie]

Revenge of the Underrated

38. Castle in the Sky vs Hey Arnold! The Jungle Movie

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Propaganda:

Castle in the Sky

PROFOUNDLY influential steampunk film that's famous in Japan. It's a really fun adventure story where a girl and a boy try to find a legendary floating castle while being chased by the military and pirates with airships!! There's action and danger but it also has a lot of calm, beautiful moments and cozy aesthetics. It's a childhood favorite of mine. It's directed by Miyazaki

Hey Arnold! The Jungle Movie

Out of all the 'Netflix brought this old show back for a big blowout finale movie' movies, it was easily the most warranted, the most DESERVED, and the most HYPE. the Jungle Movie as a concept was in development hell since Hey Arnold ended and it pays off the entire series. Helga finally confesses her love for Arnold and they actually get together (as much as two 12 year olds can get together at least) and the locket that she's been carrying around this entire series is what happens to save everyone in the end, Helga's love literally saves an entire civilization it's p. great.

Also Arnold finds his parents, a story that's been shrouded in mystery basically from the first time the question of 'why does Arnold live with his grandparents' is considered in-narrative, where all we knew was that they disappeared when Arnold was only like two or so to aid a secretive mesoamerican civilization that was dying off from a mysterious illness and we actually get to see him get them back

and they even show a man die by poisoning and then falling into a ravine so like bonus points there

[zee-rambles]

Do you think that it could return despite the mayhem movie

Honestly, I don’t know. I can’t predict the future, all I can say is that I have faith.

People didn’t believe Sora would ever get into smash and fans kept pushing for it anyway. People didn’t believe Warrior Nun would get saved and it happened anyway, I didn’t believe I would ever get a Hey Arnold Movie and it happened anyway.

The point is, if you don’t try, if you don’t fight for what you believe in, you’ll never get it. I just can’t do it alone.

And who knows. Maybe people will be so starved for more TMNT after Mutant Mayhem that they will jump onto Netflix, look for other TMNT related things, see ROTTMNT trending, and give it a shot.

So don’t give up. Watch the movie, tell people about it, stream the show, make art, make posts, ask reviewers to give it a chance. I didn’t know about Spectacular Spider-Man until last year, and the fans are still asking for that.

A little luck goes a long way. Maybe we just need the right person to get visibility out. All I know is that I didn’t want to just give up on something I love. Even if nothing comes out of it, I know I would have fought for something I believed in.