#why is he an old middle aged man

[sethdomain]

everytime i open my twt for rottmnt content i get jumpscared by a tweet gawking at this human turtle every few month

[hermit-searching]

Shredder 2003, 2012, Rise: It's futile. The world will betray you. Why fight at all? Why risk your life for those who will persecute you later.

Shredder, 1987: AHAHAHA coughcoughcoughcoughcoughcough hahahaha......welcome to Tilted Towers.

[gilgil-machine]

You know, I kind of hate to see people treat Cas!Gil as if he was any less arrogant than his Archer counterpart, when in reality, he just learned that there is a time and place for everything, including arrogance

Same here, and like I kinda understand where those people are coming from since they got used to Saber having a bunch of different versions or alter egos or like Sakura too and some others more. And sure Gilgamesh too has different versions of him like his alter ego that we'll about to see in new volume of fsf or we have proto Gilgamesh or Nebuchadnezzar (well this guy is just Gilface and not actually Gilgamesh but you get the point).

But still you can't treat archer Gil and caster Gil situation as like saber Artoria and caster Artoria because it's a completely different thing and there's a lot of proofs that show that they are one and the same person.

The most obvious one is Babylonia, like there's a lot of moments there that show the connection between caster and archer Gil and it has a huge reference to Gilgamesh's third SG in CCC like I mean.

Also some characters in fgo also mentioning the fact of connection and similarity between archer and caster Gil, like Hakuno for example. She has a line for caster Gilgamesh

AND she uses the same words that archer Gilgamesh mentioned during his third SG speech.

Also in fate samurai remnant there's a lot of archer and caster Gilgamesh references scattered all over his shop. Oh and also this art.

AND there's one official acrylic stand that we have of archer Gil but he wears caster Gil's jewelry.

And caster Gilgamesh can be just as merciless and sharp as archer Gilgamesh

[sea-jello]

@nyaskitten tumblr ate your fucking ask uhh ignore how this is months later BUT i finally watched dr s2 AND

I GET IT NOW. I UNDERSTAND.

[blorbosinmyheadcentral]

Really curious to know where in the heck people got this "Caine is an old man" thing from

[guess-i-do-art]

*throws book accurate Haymitch at you* whoops

[technovillain]

bob belcher is at the top of my kin list by the way. i have never related to a character more

[buildoblivion]

See, the thing about Crowley living in his car in s2 is that I left the s1 finale with the impression that both of them finished their lunch, staggered their way back to the book shop (gently sloshed) and spent the night getting absolutely hammered. Like drain the wine cellar, night on the town, capital-P Pissed.

It’s all a bit ‘rambunctious’, as a fussy and well read angel might say.

Crowley wakes up on Aziraphale’s sofa a week later - covered in a blanket, various papers and a copy of the Sunday times.

A pot of tea’s just finished steeping, there’s cake in the tin. Somewhere across the shop, a tartan-clad figure hums (rather untunefully) to himself as he pours over a crackled hardback book.

If you asked Crowley, it’s all quite civilised, if a tad “country living magazine”. A little gauche. A bit twee - not really his ‘style’.

But he doesn’t reach for his glasses, or pat his jacket for his keys.

After all, he thinks, stretching what’s probably the correct number of limbs and reaching out for a bone china cup, why on Her green earth would he ever want to leave?

[dandyshucks]

even online i cannot escape middle-aged adults trying to tell me their life story and hit on me,,,,,,,,, help,,,,,

[doux-amer]

Revenant is soooo mid which is disappointing because I was looking forward to it due to the actors and writer (this isn’t a flop like Jirisan, which I gave up on after 2–3 episodes, but it’s not really good). BUT. BUT!!!!!!!!!!!!! I’m suffering from “poor little meow meow middle-aged man” deficiency and Professor Yeom Haesang suffers so much. I can’t believe I was like “Oh...okay” about his casting because I’m planting my palms against his windows, peering at him in his little cage and being fed because he’s had the worst life ever and it keeps getting worse. HAESANG *____*<3

[exsqueezememacaroni]

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[jonahmagnus]

"only art where he looks old tho. not a believer of smooth-faced chil." ?? so you like a character but not how he is in canon? why don't you all go make ocs instead. this is so mysterious to me.

???? Babe...... I dont like smooth-faced Chilchuck because he looks like a child.

[kirbyddd]

one thing that's just one of my weird little personal wishes, i really wish gandalf used more of his Hobbit style alchemical "magic" in LoTR, he really only uses it for fireworks at the very beginning then he mainly just uses his ring and divine authority

[godgavemenoname]

oh my god. one of my most hated coworkers is having to have a long talk with our boss because he offered to sell a customer quaaludes and that customer is the boss's personal friend. 💀💀💀

[vvatchword]

my first roommate started bringing home her 30-year-old boyfriend. It was extremely awkward. The first time she brought him back was when I was in my pajamas in bed. He stood over six feet tall and was beefy like a linebacker. Scared the fuck out of me.

She proceeded to live with him at his house for the rest of the fall and spring semesters. Every now and then she would come back and just walk in without knocking. Our door faced out into a public hallway. Half the time she came by while I had my shirt off.

My neighbors were some heavily-drunk lesbians and a girl who would have obnoxiously loud sex on the weekends.

It wasn't that bad. It was like I lived by myself and that was pretty cool. Except for being bared to the world and being sandwiched by an orgy anyway

as someone who's never had to be in a dorm room, the concept is pretty insane to me. you have to LIVE with a COMPLETE STRANGER... in the SAME ROOM? separate bedrooms is one thing, I've had roommates, but... you're just. sleeping next to some guy. and during the most stressful time in your life. what if they snore? what if they bring someone home? what if you need to... take care of yourself? what if they don't shower enough? like i know I've heard many horror stories regarding dormmates but it's wild to me that it doesn't turn out terrible for every single person

[loveanddeepdick]

ᯓ★ babydaddy!toji would never admit that he got jealous when you were around guys your age. he’d never get insecure, no, but he felt a deep pang of jealously in his chest. like he prayed that he had been born later so he could be more similar to you. your relationship with him was complicated. you were dating on and off but finally just settled as friends with benefits (who took care of a ridiculously cute baby together).

your parents often asked you why you dated a guy who was less than a decade away from being your father. your friends did the same too, not seeing the appeal in being with a “broke old man”. you never understood why toji just scoffed and looked away. it was out of character since he’d usually just cuss people out.

babydaddy!toji who let his jealousy show a little too much when you ran into an old high school friend of yours while you were out shopping. toji had to piss and you were waiting outside when he came up to you. shit, you didn’t even recognize him at first and the conversation was merely small talk but when toji came out, he had his arm around your waist, his hands coming down a little too low.

“this is your uh.. boyfriend, yeah?”, you friend asked, his eyes immediately going to the hand on your waist. most people just assumed you were single again.

“you could say that..”, you sheepishly replied, trying to swat toji’s hand away.

“tsk why’re you acting like i didn’t just dick you down and you didn’t carry my baby, ma? course you’re mine”, toji scoffed, looking away.

your eyes dart from your friend’s to his and it finally clicked. he was jealous. with a small smile, you excused yourself and tugged on the hem of toji’s shirt, signaling him to walk out to his car. the walk there was filled with short protests from him and silence from you. of course, he didn’t mean it, he loved this kind of attention from you. as you got to his car you rummaged through his pants pocket to grab his keys—not being shy to graze his dick—and unlocked the car.

babydaddy!toji who’d never admit he was jealous, even when you two were making out in the middle of a mall parking lot with your hand on his crotch.

“admit it, you still—ah, you still love me and you were jealous”

“course i fuckin love you—fuck yeah,keep your hand there—we’re long over, ma. didn’t you say we were just friends with benefits?”

“you’re avoiding the question, toji”

he had his hands all over you at this point, tugging at your shirt but you pulled away and furrowed your eyebrows.

“admit that you were jealous, old perv”

“fuck—fine. i was jealous. i hate seeing you with men younger than me. makes me feel old. happy now, doll?”, he leaned in again, grabbing your face as you kissed back with a smirk.

“yeah, i’m elated”, you grinned, trailing your hand up to play with his dark happy trail and dipping it in his sweatpants.

“don’t be a fuckin brat, ma. m’gonna give you a second snotty little shit if you keep this up”, toji growled, trailing open-mouthed kisses down your neck and onto your collarbone

“yeah?“, you smirked, tangling your fingers in his hair as you guided him down, “keep that promise and maybe we’ll get married”

babydaddy!toji who was definitely going to take you in the backseat for hours. fuck driving home.

babydaddy!toji who nearly died at the spot from the news of you being pregnant not with just one baby, but twins. you ended the year with a ring and a freshly painted nursery.