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So Shizuo’s just strollin’ along in Ikebukuro City, smellin’ the goddamn flowers and walkin’ around the goddamn ledges, when he hears a cacklin’ up ahead. And it’s that motherfuckin’ goddamn Izaya, and he’s got his goddamn Pikachu with him. And Shizuo lets out an unintelligible roar and his Eevee puffs right up lookin’ real angry like a fuckin’ furious plushie or some shit.
Shizuo grabs the nearest fuckin’ signpost, pointin’ to Shinjuku Town, and he throws that motherfucker right at Izaya’s fuckin’ head and Izaya jumps on it with his goddamn poofy coat billowin’ around him in the breeze and says, wavin’ his knife around like he’s fuckin’ Jack the Goddamn Ripper or somethin’, “That’s not how you battle, Shizu-chan.”
And the asshole chooses Pikachu, but Shizuo don’t need no fuckin’ Ground Pokemon to take down that weak-ass rodent, and his Eevee leaps into the fray with teeth bared and claws glintin’ in the goddamn sunlight. Izaya gives one of those fuckin’ laughs that makes him sound like a maniac, and his Pikachu says “Pika pii!” and uses Thunderbolt but it’s not like a weak fuckin’ attack is goin’ to ever hit his goddamn Eevee and Shizuo’s Eevee dodges and pummels that shitty Pikachu because that’s just how shit fuckin’ well goes in Ikebukuro City, where Shizuo is the goddamn boss.
And it’s a one-fuckin’-hit K.O. for Shizuo and Izaya does some goddamn poor party trick and whisks his bleedin’ little ball of yellow away to heal him and Shizuo hopes the god fuckin’ damn Pokecenter is closed because no one should ever help that fuckin’ flea and his fuckin’ yellow mouse.
And Shizuo and Eevee take a moment to admire their ten motherfuckin’ goddamn badges, all the badges he’s scored from whipping the asses of all the fuckin’ gym leaders in the Durarara region and then some because there are only eight gym badges in each region and everyone and their pimp knows that, and they brofist because they’re true bros for life.
And Shizuo Motherfuckin’ Heiwajima slips on his shades and they stroll outta there because he’s Shizuo Motherfuckin’ Heiwajima and he’s a motherfuckin’ boss.
Buffy Meme - (3/4) Relationships → Buffy & Faith
"We’re slayers, girlfriend. The Chosen Two."
The Aristocats (1970)
Spectrum 21, End of the End of Everything
I am very honored to have 8 pieces be selected into this year’s Spectrum 21 illustration Annual.
Among them is a new piece called “End of the End of Everything” for Tor.com. It has also been selected into Communication Arts 22 Illustration Annual. The illustration is for a wonderfully scary horror novelette by Dale Bailey. It sets in pre apocalyptic earth and the stories revolves around suicidal parties, libertine orgies and amputation performance art. I don’t think I have ever been so shaken by a short story like I was by this one.
The Tiger Beer art is nominated as one of the medal finalist in advertisement category, woohoo!
My big thanks to the judges and congrats to all the winner. Thanks again to my art directors Aviva Michaelov (NYTimes), SooJin Buzelli (PLANSPONSOR), Irene Gallo (Tor), Jordan Awan(New Yorker), April Montgomery (Computer World) and Dylan Davies (Rothco)!
no one will ever understand the deep fucking connection I have with this film
For real though
Ok guys I need to talk about this movie.
The Breakfast Club came out in 1985 and to this day is, in my opinion, one of the greatest damn movies ever to barely even have a script.
During the famous “dance” scene, Molly Ringwald, who played the “princess” Claire, was supposed to a small little dance by herself, but she was shy so all of them did some dancing together, creating one of the most famous film scene’s to date. It was improvised.
During the scene in the film where the characters sat down and told why they were their, there was NO SCRIPT. John Huges told the cast to sit there and improvise why they thought their characters were there, creating that heart wrenching scene everyone could relate to.
EVERYONE can relate to this movie and thats the best damn thing.
On March 24, 1984, five students entered a detention room thinking it was just another Saturday. Before the day was over, they broke the rules, bared their souls, and touched each other in a way they never dreamed possible.
EVERYONE IN THE WORLD NEEDS TO SEE THE BREAKFAST CLUB.