#teenage eugene

[bananaphone---t]

Appreciation Post for Eugene's Forelock

(aka the piece of his hair that hangs down, sometimes called his "bangs")

Because I love it 🫶💕

You can actually see both sides in those last two, and I love it 🫶

Bonus:

Yeah, this one would definitely be bangs... almost emo bangs, actually...

[itzmemyselfandi]

Just realized here that it looks like Eugene or Flynn isn’t being squished by anything and just has pascal sitting on him which must feel like nothing is on him right?

Wrong. To him that is a older teenage man about twice his size not a tiny frog

[blondebrainpowered]

Minnie Lee Relf and Mary Alice Relf (who were 12 and 14 years old in 1973, respectively) are two African American sisters who were involuntarily sterilized by tubal ligation by a federally funded family planning clinic in Montgomery, Alabama in 1973.

[okaysonny]

fark i miss corrupted jake he was so ruthless and sexc </3 like i get he was depressed but is moral greyness dead? 😒

[suppernerd]

Been a big uknighted dream stan since like FOREVER (I’m having my bi-monthly tangled obsession resurge again) so have some young cass and eugene after a chase

In my perfect tangled world eugene and cass meet briefly as young teens/ around 11 -13 and have a brief adventure together ( they lowk have fat crushes on each other- it ends HORRIBLY) and is why they have so much beef at the start of s1. I was thinking it could have been the reason cass’s father doesn’t trust her to become part of the guard type thing.

[brokenpieces-72]

Railed

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TW: Character death, exhaustion and some grief, let me know if there is more.

Task Force 141's journey into the island wasn’t one they were unused to, coming in via a rowboat though was a little different. That and wearing bullet-proof vests under more civilian attire. Price was wearing his beanie, with a brown jacket, a sweater underneath. Soap had his dark jacket on, zipped up all the way, room only at the collar. Gaz had on his coat and a grey shirt. Ghost had his hood up, wearing both a hoodie and coat, along with his balaclava. Each of them had basic hunting rifles and packs with standard gear inside. John had been under prepared before but never felt like it. They were going in with minimal knowledge and a guide or two somewhere on the island. This was more blind than any of them wanted. But it was all they had… time to clean up this disaster.

Once they reached the shore the boat was hauled on to the land, and hidden with what they could find. The boat was the only way back, and if it came down to it, they would need someway of getting back and hopefully getting proper evacuation measures. For now though too much commotion would lead to national involvement. Find the girl or the old man, eliminate the threat, and let the rest carry out. That was their mission.

“Where do we start?” Kyle asked his captain.

“Right now we’re four men on a hunting trip. We ask around for the girl.” Price said. If only it could have been that easy.

“Steaming Jesus.” Johnny breathed looking at the old man’s body. He had been taking them to find the girl when they’d witnessed Charles first hand. The monster was a thing of twisted nightmares. Despite their efforts to rid themselves of the thing then and there, taking pot shots and firing with the mounted weapon. Didn’t stop the thing from getting a hold of the man, Eugene and taking a bite before scurrying off to Satan knows where. If any of them had any doubts, they were gone now. The men had reached him as he breathed his last words, telling them to find the eggs, find his son and the girl.

Kyle crouched next to him and shut Eugene’s eyes. The hole in the body was huge. Simon got down on the other side getting Eugene’s arm around his shoulder. “Kyle.”

No more instruction was needed as Kyle assisted the lieutenant with moving Eugene off the tracks. Price and Johnny both keep an eye out weapons posted, ready for the monster if it decided to come storming back for another mouthful. Branches and leaves covered the dead man.

“Laswell’s intel was spot on.” Price said, sounding almost disappointed. “Right let’s go find the girl.”

The men followed their captain back to the train, and surprisingly it still ran. Simon took the controls, moving the train forward. Kyle stuck near the gun at the back with Soap close by and Price sitting on a small bench inside. The reality, if you could even call it that, was sinking in. A reality that shouldn't even be a reality. The question that remained was whether to contact Laswell to get evacuation ready or to try and kill the damn thing. The girl had already sent it to a number of big names, ones that wouldn't hesitate to come in with heavy fire power. Laswell was trying to reduce the damage that could be done.

The four men continue moving in silence, while Simon periodically checks the map to ensure they're headed where Eugene was taking them. The old man had been glad to see them, almost excited. Finally some help had come, and he was more than willing to tell them everything they needed to know, answer their questions, give them names that would help them on the island. Walked and talked like he was a veteran monster hunter or something. Showed them respect. When Charles attacked, he was calling shots.

Death was something the 141 were familiar with but the monster… that fucking monster. It was a death that would stick with them.

They made it to the train shed, stopping it just outside the shut door. There was an old house nearby likely where someone lived. Price got out and pounded on the door of the shed. There was a bit of rustling inside. Probably you, reaching for a weapon. The rest of his men stayed back, hovering around the train. John overheard a gun reloading as he was looking to his men for a moment. He tensed and had his hand on the trigger of his own gun. Then he heard your voice

“Steven King.” He heard you say through the door.

“Dark Tower?” Price replied. It sounded almost like a question. There was quiet, and then the creaking of the door opening a crack. It was chained up on the other side, leaving only a couple inches for him to see some young eyes peering through.

“…who are you?” You asked.

“Captain John Price, SAS.” John answered. The door shut and the chains were removed on the other side while his men came a little closer. The door opened slowly and Price looked down to see a teenager with bandages on her arms and a rifle… pointed at him. Seeing his men behind him, you pointed the rifle towards them, eyes looking startled. Price stepped back out, arms out from his sides. You looked between him and his men. No, you was looking for something, someone.

“Stand down.” He called back. The men lowered their own weapons and you followed suit. After a long breath dropping the gun, you shouldered the rifle. Likely been holding your breath that whole time.

“They sent help.” You said, looking at Price and then the rest of the 141, then back at Price. “Come in.”

The all four filed in, their clothes dotted with rain. The pattering of drops could be heard above them on the old roof. Inside was another train engine, but it was in a repaired state. You shut the door looping the chain around it, but leaving it unlocked. On one of the walls was another series of photos, notes and rough drawings. You came over to them, ready to get started.

“Can’t believe it worked. Won’t lie, it’s was like a 10% chance someone might actually check the videos. Even Eugene wasn’t sure, he wanted to contact an archivist on the mainland. He should be on his way here soon.” You said, the men went very quiet. You had been through some shit, under those long pants they expected was the cause of your limp, and who knows what else.

“He’s dead.” Simon stated. Not an emotional man but there was sympathy in his voice.

“What…” your face plummeted. Never an easy part of the job. Their silence confirmed their truth. You started to wander around the room, as if you might find a different answer. Your fingers picked at your bandages and nails, even your hair. “How?”

“That fuckin nightmare.” Johnny said. There was a hard “fuck” heard from you. You paused and looked between the four men. You wiped your nose with your arm. You straightened your back to attention, focusing on the objective.

“Right. I’m just finishing repairs on this one, you have the one from Eugene, there’s parts and pieces around the islands but unfortunately I’m public enemy number two, so in order to get them it requires running errands. Sorry to say. Uh… some of them may have weapons we could also use, and there is a final plan but it’s flawed so…yeah that’s all I got.” You said ending with a shrug.

“What’s the plan?” Simon asked. You gestured to map on the wall.

“There’s a wooden bridge, I’ve gone over it more than once but Charles never follows, he runs off. He knows it won’t hold his weight, and below is… a tiger trap.”

“Tiger trap?” Kyle asked. This was certainly primitive.

“Yeah like in the most dangerous game, but instead of sticks its broken rails, rocks and some other debris. The plan is to try and get him on the bridge, detonate it, blowing him sky high and let gravity do the rest.” You explained. “The only problem is getting him across. We… I think if we get the eggs and put them in this sort of altar temple thing it might get him enraged and pursue anything moving across that bridge… getting the eggs is a whole other story.”

The sound of your voice wasn’t positive. It sounded defeated throughout the plan. Even with the extra help there were limitations, limitations they were intent on overcoming. But you. You were tired and had lost your friend. By the sounds of it everyone on the island knew how to avoid Charles. That gave them time and less to worry about. There the masked mob but that could be dealt with later. It was pouring and you needed to finish up some repairs.

“How long will the rest of those repairs take?” Price asked.

“…an hour, maybe.” you replied. “If you need somewhere to rest or… something my place is up the way, it’s not locked. I’ll be along shortly.”

“And your name?” He asked.

“Everyone calls me brat…” you answered. Seeing the unwavering expressions of the men you cleared your throat. “Y/N. Call me Y/N.”

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[lavandulalurker]

Here's the art I used for this post!!

I was super sad the stitching for the pants got cut off in the game but I can show it off now! Pav is definitely up there with one of my favorite character designs I've done

(More stuff under the cut!)

So I used the clothes on the left in my post but the original design for the clothing Pav made for the dance is on the right.

You can really see the shortcuts I made lol

I'm very happy with how his child overworld sprite looks, the other two are mehhh

Fun fact in the post his adult overworld sprite is super squashed and is much shorter than Sol and I had no idea how to fix it and gave up lol. I think the antenna are just too tall for the sprite size

[hittmeandtellmeyouremine]

[jazzymarie1006]

Five pairings in movies that I adore & their relationship development.

[pookielious]

Tech/5 eugene roe , one of easys companys medics, remembered the multiple cases of frostbite for the remainder of his life. The situation was so bad that Roe often took the morphine ampoules that every soldier carried and transferred the vials from dead soldiers to those who still manned the foxholes. Additionally, virtually every trooper suffered.

I'm forever gonna think about this paragraph in the memoirs of dick winter because the trama these guys had to go through in the war, like roe was only 19 can't even imagine what all of the medics and medical staffing had to see or Had to deal with due to how crazy some of the injuries would be, it's heart breaking

[romancemedia]

Cartoon Romances + Forehead Touches

[squishyneet]

Sometimes I'm sad but then I remember Eugene wears Jordans and Yuseong wears Air Force 1s.

Edit: I don't know if Eugene chose the Air Force 1s or Yuseong did, but it totally makes sense that Yuseong should wear/would prefer a flat shoe. Probably makes it easier to fight and have bodily awareness since it's not curved.

[ponytailzuko2]

i do think the sentimonsters thing is absolutely intriguing but it doesn't seem planned at all and the fact that so many characters are sentimonsters makes it feel more contrived to me. also the fact there's no difference between people and sentimonsters. it would have been way more interesting if it had been hinted at since the beginning and became more of a hint over time to gabriels identity. like for example how fascinating would it be if chat noir had the typical "symptoms" of a sentimonster - whatever that may be - that he doesn't notice because he's lived with it forever but ladybug does through pattern recognition - and she has to figure out if this chat noir is HERS and always been a sentimonster or been replaced. and if he's always been a sentimonster, his identity itself is the clue to who hawkmoth is. it would also be a fascinating way to do a "chat noir villain arc" where gabriel finds out adrien is chat noir and instead of being a fucking dumbass and akumatizing him, he uses the ring to make chat noir a double agent and get the earrings from ladybug. ANYTHING but what they're doing. ANYTHING AT ALL!

[uppereastblogger]

im halfway through Queer and i really want to know why is the kissing so intense. like i understand it being passionate and all that but it looks like there trying to swallow eachother faces 😭

(yes i’ve been procrastinating to watch it cause it is now 2025)

[chodzacaparodia]

I just watched a few episodes of "House of Anubis" with my sister.

I was hit with flashbacks from middle school when I would rush home to watch a new episode. I swear this series was the boundary between me going from being a child to being a full-fledged teenager.

Now I'm a grown woman and this series still has a special place in my heart.

[supermusicallee]

right where you left me, taylor swift // planet hunter, wolf alice // long day's journey into night, eugene o'neill // ribs, lorde // teenage headache dreams, mura masa // sabrina benaim