#sid's nonsense

[bornasaint]

I love when rock band guys are pookie shaped. came straight from the babygirl cookie cutter batch

[annieqattheperipheral]

Another offseason another nhl player media day another rookie who wasn't born when sidney crosby was drafted another bunch of tiktoks and generational differences quizzes to prove how decrepit and old you are how will you ever manage to pull on your skates this season you cryptkeeper go yap at the clouds but like yea first could you pls tell us what you think skibbidy means

[rebouks]

Robin: Grandma! Sidney: Hi, honey. Robin: Hi. Sidney: Watcha doing?

[Robin wasn’t sure anymore, but he needed to ask something. He wasn’t used to talking to his grandmother though-.. even though he could, it always felt weird and forced. He decided he’d probably just have to be blunt]

Robin: Can I ask you something? Sidney: Shoot. Robin: Can we keep it a secret? I don’t want mom n’ dad to know I asked… Sidney: I can keep a secret.

[Sidney found a sheltered spot behind a rock and patted the sand beside her; Robin had barely taken a seat before launching his question at his grandmother, catching her off guard]

Robin: Has papa ever died-.. or come close?

[Sidney blinked, blindsided by Robin’s question]

Robin: I wanna know the truth too, like.. don’t do that thing grown-ups do n’ coat everything in syrup. Sidney: You really want the non-sugar-coated version..? Robin: Yeah.

[Sidney squinted at Robin, unsure how to proceed. He could tell she didn’t think it was her place to tell him]

Sidney: Why haven’t you asked your father? Robin: I don’t want to. Sidney: He’d tell you, if you asked-.. he’d be grateful for it too. Robin: Grateful? Why?

[Sidney sucked her teeth and buried her hands in the sand for a moment, thinking]

Sidney: Your dad and I never saw eye to eye when he was young, sometimes we still don’t-.. he didn’t trust me enough to talk to me, and I didn’t bother asking, or fixing it. It’s caused a lot of problems between us, so I think he’d appreciate you trusting him enough to ask. Robin: It’ll upset him though. Sidney: Well, tough-.. he can’t hide his past from you forever, he should know by now it always comes n’ bites you on the ass eventually.

[Robin frowned, feeling defensive on behalf of his father]

Robin: He wanted to tell me. Sidney: You’ve already asked?

[Robin shook his head, earning himself a confused look from Sidney; everything was so hard to explain when you had to tiptoe around the truth]

Robin: I want you to tell me. Sidney: I’ll tell you on one condition-.. you ask him about it too. He’ll have my guts for garters if he knew I’d told you and kept it from him. I can’t keep this particular secret, I’m afraid. Robin: Fine.

[Sidney shook her head and sighed; she couldn’t believe she’d been talked into this nonsense by a ten-year-old]

Sidney: Yes, he almost died-.. technically he did, but that’s just a medical thing, I suppose. Robin: Did you save him? Sidney: No.. I was there, but I couldn’t. Robin: Why not? Sidney: I just couldn’t do it; I was a mess! You can’t imagine how it felt, seeing him-…

[Sidney cut herself off, not wanting to go too far-.. but Robin didn’t need to imagine how it felt, he could feel it too. He quickly swallowed the lump in his throat, desperate to know more before his brain imploded with unanswered questions and half-truths]

Robin: What happened? How’d he end up like that? Sidney: Well… Robin: I know about the bad stuff he used to do-.. he drank a lot, was it that? It was in a bar or something, right? Sidney: He’s told you about that?

[Robin shrugged; his father had only alluded to such things, but Sidney didn’t need to know that, nor did she need to know what Larry had inadvertently shown him]

Sidney: Oscar had a lot of issues with drugs and alcohol when he was younger-.. it almost got the better of him that night, I think he just went too far by accident. Robin: So, it wasn’t on purpose? Sidney: Not exactly. Robin: What do you mean? Sidney: He knew the risks-.. but you really shouldn’t be asking about this sort of thing, honey. Robin: Just ‘cause I’m little doesn’t mean I can’t understand.

[Sidney chuckled; the apple certainly didn’t fall far from the tree. Robin was just as headstrong and persistent as his father]

Sidney: Maybe not, but you should be climbing trees and thinking about what’s for pudding-.. don’t worry yourself about all this stuff too much. Not yet, at least. Robin: It’s hard not to-.. did he get better after what happened? Sidney: For a while, then he got worse, then he got better again-.. go n’ talk to him, he’ll make you feel better about what happened. He’s had a good handle on himself for a while now; since before you were born, if I’m not mistaken. Robin: That’s a long time. Sidney: It sure is. Robin: It never really leaves though, does it? Not completely.

[Sidney hesitated briefly, surprised by the depth of Robin’s understanding]

Sidney: No, not really. Robin: Okay, thanks.

[Sidney yanked Robin back into the sand before he could run off]

Sidney: Don’t make me be the one to tell him about this-.. you talk to him, you hear me? Robin: I hear you… Sidney: You better! Don’t think I won’t make sure.

[Robin nodded, hastily escaping Sidney’s grasp, and her intensity. He had no choice now; if grandma Sid said she meant business, she damn well meant it]

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[ehghtyseven]

a study in... something

[bcbdrums]

*in the academy library* Stein: *looks up from papers* I forgot how to spell ‘berry.’ Spirit: B-U-R-Y. Stein: Thank you... No, I mean the fruit. Sid: Why did you spell it that way? Spirit: I thought Stein would be more likely to need that one. Stein: ....I'll get a dictionary.

------ adapted from this post by @cannibal-nightmares with permission ^_^

[hidingoutbackstage]

Be so real rn

[sighonaraa]

how long is too long for a gift fic ⁉️

[coffee-at-annies]

tumblr won't let me reply to your emotional support french canadian post, but I think fandom sometimes forgets that the guy who actually needs an emotional support french canadian has always been Sid. the man needs someone to tease him while he attempts to maintain his teenage french! -patrichornkissed

You’re absolutely correct. There always needs to be someone around to tease Sid about his terrible french. That was Flower’s primary job outside of pranks when he was here. I’m sure Flower has a reminder set to check in with Tanger and remind him to tease Sid. Its enrichment. Keeps Sid humble. Fandom has shifted to writing him learning Russian (badly) so Geno can tease him about his terrible language skills but it’s just not the same.

[bornasaint]

when...when he........

[annieqattheperipheral]

how is life so perfect:

[stickers-on-a-laptop]

you think TAKATORA is an EYESORE???

[thepoisonroom]

nothing like the bond between me and the friends i will text whenever i see a comedian do a good kms joke

[hidingoutbackstage]

tumblr transmascs when you tell them that the “man in a dress” jokes from the media they adore aren’t about them and aren’t “[character] not giving a fuck about gender roles” it’s just the people who made the media making fun of trans women and gnc men

[churromancermasterofchurros]

Alright alright, these are neat and all, and you kids might be too young for this, but next to sodor (thomas the tank engine) on the right side near the center is fucking LIDSVILLE?

LIDSVILLE?!?

For those that dont know, lidsville was a show done by Sid and Marty Krofft in 1971. And that show is fucking unhinged. Like. Enjoy this gif.

Thats the badguy from lidsville (im too lazy to look up his name) you might see in that eye, that theres a bunch of strange puppet people. Yeah..all those people are hats. Theyre hat people. Thats the premise essentially.

Kid gets fuckin isekai'd into hatworld, where people are hats and their houses are hats. And he has to try to find a way home.

Thats the link to the opening. Watch it. I beg of you.

Its really unhinged. actually most Sid and Marty Krofft stuff is unhinged (check out HR PufnStuf, the bugaloos, sigmund and the sea monsters, and many more! Theyre all pretty wild)

Im a weirdo. I was born in the mid 90s, and these are all like 70s shows, so im an outlier of my people, but i used to watch these shows frequently as a child. Do not hesitate to ask me what i know about this madness.

One of my favorite hobbies is thinking about the fucked up implications of this fantasy world map my parents got me for christmas

[Image ID: photo of a map. On the left side of the map is Middle Earth, with the Shire and Mordor labeled. To the direct right of Mordor is Whoville.]

[bittwitchy]

i’ve now had alcohol so the complete lack of a shit that the writers of mcm/illain and wife had back in the 70s is funnier now bc how the fuck are you gonna have a chick be preggers for an entire season, pop a baby out, and the baby straight up vanishes an episode later never to be spoken of again lmao

[bornasaint]

the inside of my brain is like. AREN'T YOU LUCKY YOU'RE A BLEEDEEEEEEEEER, AREN'T YOU LUCKY YOU'RE A BLEEDEEEEEER 🩸🩸🩸 SO HOLD YOUR RAZOR WIDE AND SWING IT TO THE SKIES 🩸🩸🩸 AREN'T YOU LUCKY YOU'RE A BLEEDEEEER 🩸🩸🩸 DO WHAT YOU NEED TO STAY ALIVE