#But the design doesn't change when she's doing that

[saint-starflicker]

I think of sort of like:

Process. Everything written down is on the other side of fear. At the same time, while it's common to claim that "you can always tell" when something is a hashtag aspirational fantasy as opposed to processing trauma, I'm going to give the benefit of the doubt that some traumatized people can simply be unskilled writers. That doesn't mean they shouldn't write it out anyway, and I don't even think there should be a disclaimer that "the person who wrote this has all this trauma" because then even somebody who is writing it to get their jollies off can just make that claim without it being true; and then somebody who is genuinely traumatized shouldn't be pressured to divulge that in exchange for being less harassed or less criticized.

Scope. How many people did this work qualifiably fuck up in front of? If it's a fanwork for a fanbase of 50 people and nobody took anything into offline interactions, then it can be understandably disappointing but that is still Euclid; But if it's somebody wealthier than the Queen of England whose outrageous success has changed publishing and cinemas as an industry, it's Apollyon.

Framing (Extradiegetic/Doylist). Magical realism has some amount of disability and rape as tropes, it's not an exploration of stigma or trauma, it's just casually there more often than in some other genres—So did Laura Esquivel and Isabel Allende fuck up representation of situational mutism for everybody? Or is there a cultural context that would benefit readers outside of Latin America to wonder about before we criticize and stereotype?

Form, Style, and Literary Devices (e.g., Diegetic/Watsonian framing). This can be discussed analytically or as a matter of personal preference or personal taste, how the use of the medium and the honing of the craft has designed this, that, or other effect to be interpreted.

Diverse interpretations. Did Lady Macbeth henpeck a contemptible pathetic husband into murdering a good friend, or did she support him in his pursuing what he really wanted to go for that she knew he needed encouragement to do because they're just that close and that's their marriage dynamic? Not everybody can be Shakespeare, but pretty much every fictional text can be interpreted in multiple ways. Nonfiction can get more straightforward about it, I think that's expected, but while misreading fiction has happened too (the interpretation of Horton Hears a Who as anti-abortion; Fight Club and Project Mayhem as hashtagging life goals), there tends to be the saying that if a fiction author wanted to explain what everything in the story meant or what its message was then they would've written an essay instead of a story.

depiction isn't endorsement but not all depictions have the same merit

[gentlelovingsiscon]

saturday passes without much further incident. you and your sister spend the whole day in bed, except the usual breaks one needs. you make her get up and do some stretches at one point, which she dismisses with a grumble until you make it clear you're serious (you end up having to tickle her, which gets the message across).

with the exception of bathroom breaks, you spend on average a few seconds at a time separated from your sister, happy to waste the day away cuddled up next to her, or on top of her, or underneath her. that's something that hasn't changed. Lena seems to sleep best when she's laying on top of you.

Sarah brings you dinner, too, along with another question about what you and your sister have been up to. you evade again, a little more convincingly this time (you think).

consciously, you know you can trust her. she knows that you're in love with your sister. you confided in her about it one night when you were drunk. you also suspect that might be why she didn't put up a fuss when you proposed Lena coming to live here. but there's something else, deep deep down. a fear that even Lena's earlier words can't fully dispel. safe with her, but what if she's the one who isn't safe with you?

all that to say that saturday passes without much further incident.

on sunday, around dinner, you manage to coax Lena out of your room for some socializing. sunday is the designated bonfire night during the warm months, so dinner is camp food, more or less. you're in the middle of one of the outdoor couches, with Sarah on your right and Lena on your left. Moss sits on one of the camp chairs. Lacy is standing at the grill tending to some burgers, and both Sarah and Moss have hotdogs on long metal sticks roasting over the bonfire. Sarah is making yours and Lena's, because you both like them burnt and Sarah can't cook a hotdog anywhere except the microwave without burning it, while Moss is cooking Sarah and Lacy's, because they like theirs cooked properly and Moss doesn't have Sarah's freakish ability to destroy food.

(when you say this out loud to the group, Lena guffaws, offended on Sarah's behalf. Sarah ducks her head shamefully and admits that it's true. the only thing she can do with confidence and competence in the kitchen is chop vegetables.)

Moss exclusively eats hamburgers, claiming “ethical concerns.”

“ethical concerns?”

you groan along with Sarah and Lacy.

“here we go,” Lacy grins.

“ethical concerns. it's simply an insane configuration for food to be in. at that point, i may as well eat a taco! plus you can't distribute everything evenly like on a hamburger; you're always doomed to get some lopsided, which means you're gonna get too much topping on one bite and not enough on another. i cannot stand for it.”

by the end of the rant, the housemates are speaking along with her, while Lena watches on, bewildered. you grin and lean into her side, “Moss has very strong opinions on food, and they cannot be swayed. we've tried.”

Moss sends everyone a shit eating grin as she takes the hotdogs off the flame. Sarah startles and looks at her stick, finding all four hotdogs black and charred. “fuck.”

“told you,” you tell Lena.

Lena doesn't react, just looking at the hotdogs with gluttony in her eyes.

>-<

in the end you slam half a dozen hot dogs and two burgers, while Lena struggles to finish her second. nobody says anything, but you see them looking at you and at each other with concern. you resolve to talk to Lena about it later. for now, you have a different idea to get her hungry.

“hey Lacy. wanna help me corrupt my big sister?”

Lena gives you a panicked look, but you grin back at her wickedly.

Lacy gives you a wink and a peace sign, saying “you know it babes. what're we thinking?”

“baby shit. we'll do more later.”

“hell yeah. one joint for babies, coming up," Lacy says with an easy grin.

Lena's panicked look changes, and she grabs you by the hoodie. “you smoke?!”

you imagine her slipping her hands beneath your hoodie, and you drift a little closer. “mhm.”

in hindsight, you're not entirely sure who catches it first. Sarah, when you start to go a little hazy, or Lena, when you start to lean in. you're not sure if Sarah grabs you from your other side first or if Lena pushes you away. you're floating for a second, until Sarah whispers into your ear, “heel,” and you pull up short, your posture stiffening a little bit.

Lena pulls away with an uncertain frown in your direction. you lean back into Sarah with a grateful sigh and let her arms fall around you, looking to Lena and telling her “yes. i smoke. these absolute degenerates got me to start smoking not too long after i moved in with them."

“hrm. fine. at least it's not something worse,” your big sister, the eternal watchdog and worrier, says. she seems to have forgotten why you're on this topic, going by her reaction when Lacy comes back with a joint in her hand. she sits in the camp chair next to Lena's side of the couch, leaning in to show her how it works and what to do.

you start to lean toward Lena, getting possessive and wanting to take control, wanting to be the one who shows her what do. but Sarah keeps you grounded and in place. she growls under her breath into your ear, “heel, puppy. do i need to get your collar?”

you whine quietly and shake your head insistently. Moss notices and smirks at you, blowing you a kiss with a wink. you turn to hide your face in Sarah's shoulder, and she runs her hand through your hair, pressing you into her collar gently. when Lena starts coughing and you try to turn to helpher, Sarah's hand goes firm, keeping you where you are. she murmurs into your ear once again, “she's okay, baby. let Lace take care of it.”

“okay…” you whisper back, whining slightly. your eyes close, and you lose yourself with Sarah's hand running through your hair for a second. when she tugs on your hair she also tugs you back to awareness, guiding you to sit up straight next to her again. you look over at your big sister, and find her frowning, her brow furrowed.

she's holding the joint out to you. coming back to yourself just a little bit, you take it, bringing it to your lips and taking a couple of drags. you lean your head back on the last one, exhaling the smoke into the open air above you and casually handing the joint off to Sarah. your sister gives you a look of wide eyed astonishment.

Lacy takes notice, saying “yeah, Penelope took to it like a duck to water. barely ever coughs.”

you flush and grin with a strange sense of pride. Lena looks like she's going to say something, but then you see it hit her. she stops talking for a second and giggles. the casual conversation between Sarah and Moss goes quiet along with you and Lacy as you all watch with rapt attention.

“feeling good?” Moss asks.

“heh… yeah…” Lena giggles, relaxing into the couch. Sarah nudges you, and you gratefully lean a little further into your sister's side.

“hey babygirl,” your big sister whispers, and you smile.

the joint comes back to you, passed by Sarah. you take a few more hits, then pass it to Lena, whispering “moderation.” Lena nods seriously, taking the joint from you and taking another hit, then passing it off to Lacy again.

after a few more passes, Lena suddenly speaks up.

“i'm hungry!” she announces with a grin. the entire group cheers, and Sarah gleefully goes about burning two more hotdogs for your sister.

the night passes like so many other Sunday nights at your house. the four of you, now five, sit around the fire, talking about what went on last week and what you have planned for next week. the pleasant buzz from smoking keeps you floating, your social battery in a funny kind of stasis. you alternate between sitting up straight and laying back against Sarah, who gladly envelopes you in her arms every time.

(you want to cuddle with your sister, but both her and Sarah have too much control over the situation for your own control to slip.)

you're not entirely sure what time it is when, a couple joints later, Lena excuses herself from the fire, citing that she's sleepy and would like to go to bed. you think it's probably around 10 or 11 at night, but everything's a little hazy. you think a few minutes pass before Sarah nudges you, nodding in the direction of the house. Lacy and Moss are preoccupied. at some point, Moss left her camp chair to pin Lacy to hers and is now making out with her furiously. classic. you push yourself off of the couch, staggering inside and heading towards Lena's room.

the door opens, revealing a dark, empty room. you make a quizzical noise. confused, you head back to your room. you'll grab your phone and text your sister.

your big sister. who is, when you open your door, buried in your bed, deep under the covers and surrounded by pillows. she's making noises, and she's holding something to her face. with the kind of slowness of thought that comes from smoking for several hours straight, it takes you a moment to realize what you're seeing. in the time it takes you to formulate a response, Lena has gone stock still and started blushing.

you kick your door closed with one foot, eyes not leaving your big sister, who you're pretty sure has one hand deep in her pants, while her other hand holds a pair of your panties up to her face. a pair of panties that you discarded into the wash yesterday, after cumming in them while grinding on your big sister's leg.

she panics, tossing the panties away with gusto, but you don't care. still high and a little clumsy, you reach behind you to lock your door. Lena flinches at the sound, but you don't care. you stalk towards her, and her eyes go wide.

“you wanna smell me?” you ask.

your sister nods uncertainly. “it smells… nice… like you used to…”

that brings you up short for a second. “are you saying… you used to sniff my boxers?”

“yes…”

a shiver runs down your spine, and you start to salivate. you crawl onto the bed, stripping off your pants as you go.

“here, big sis. take as deep of a breath as you want,” you tell her. you haven't showered since yesterday, and you've been cooped up in your warm room for most of the time since then. your sister emerges from the blankets and crawls forward. you place your hand in her hair and gently guide her closer until her nose is pressed to your bush.

she takes a deep, deep breath, and your hand gets tighter in her hair. “Pen… please… can i…”

she trails off, so you pull on her hair gently, making her look up at you. her eyes are a little hazy, and her mouth is open. “yeah, love? what do you want?”

“i want… i want my little sister to… fuck my mouth…”

you groan, delicate control slipping. your grip on her hair gets tighter, and you pull her back from your bush until her mouth is near the tip of your cock. your other hand comes up, gripping it at the base. a string of precum on the tip breaks, falling onto Lena's stomach. you maneuver your cock gently, telling your sister “stick out your tongue.”

she opens her mouth and sticks out her tongue excitedly.

“good girl," you grunt. your hand leaves her hair and comes to her cheek, guiding her toward your cock gently. "you wanna taste my pre, love?”

more had already built up, leaving a thick bead at the end. you lower your cock head until it rests on your sister's tongue. it takes a second for it to register, but after a moment Lena's eyes cross, and she shudders. like a good girl, though, she keeps her mouth open for you.

“do you think you can take me, love? if you start to gag, smack my leg with your hand, okay? i'll pull back.”

Lena's tongue retreats for a second so she can say “don't worry, babygirl, i don't have a gag reflex.” you growl and grab her by the hair again to push her head down onto your cock. you almost cum immediately. she's eager, and she's good. you're huge, and you have a lot of cum, even after E. but somehow, she still takes you all.

“fuck, Lena!” you groan, trying to hold back. “fuck, please, i-”

she pulls back, a glimmer of clarity in her eyes, and says “what did i tell you when we woke up yesterday? you can cum for me any time; little sister privilege.”

you growl at her, immediately sticking your cock back in her mouth. she stays upright, but you see the trembling in her shoulders, so you surge forward and pin her against the wall. she relaxes, and you follow her down, bucking your hips and burying your cock in her throat. every time, she takes it all the way to the base, breathing deep and even somehow.

after a moment, you notice that she inhales every time her nose is in your bush. you growl again, grabbing her head with both hands and thrusting one last time, burying her in your bush and burying your cock in her throat. you cum, rope after hot, sticky rope. your big sister gulps it down eagerly, her throat clenching around your cock and sending you into spasms.

eventually you pull your dick from your big sister's throat, and she takes deep, shuddering breaths. there's tears in her eyes, and you rush to wipe them away as gently as you can while shaking like you are. she smiles and leans in to kiss you. she tastes like cum. your big sister's mouth tastes like your cum.

[thebrainrotsreal]

Eve, Kate, Mark and Rex! Nailing some ideas down on how I wanna draw them in the future, and enjoying messing with their designs like usual! Not a fix-it whatsoever just fun + ref for the future! I cannot do realistic styles so translating them into something I can do while still being recognizable is peak. I will mess with Rex's suit more. Trust. I Kate so much now. Look at her <333333

[sokkastyles]

This post, and this person, are incredibly manipulative so it's very rich for them to be making a post accusing other people of doing that.

It's also very clear what this is all really about when they start ranting about how you can't criticize Aang for kissing Katara without her consent because she already kissed him before, which is like, rape apologism 101 and an immediate red flag. Aang also wasn't trying to comfort Katara with kisses, he was angry at her for not being his girlfriend and kissed her because he thought it would change her mind. The post says that you can't say that what they deem "miscommunication" is the same as having your body violated and your no ignored, but Katara's body was violated, and her no was ignored. Just because OP doesn't think that was serious enough doesn't mean it didn't happen.

It's also really disingenuous when people use real life genocide to silence any criticism of Aang as a character, regardless of the very serious implications of using it to justify sexual assault. Aang's suffering and Aang's traits wouldn't make him immune to criticism even if he were real. As it is, we should probably think about how this fictional story encourages us to see a character who disregards the consent of the girl he supposedly loves as a long-suffering hero who deserves to kiss the girl because he has suffered so much and is so good. The white people who created this character had a specific motive in mind when they wrote kataang this way and appropriated the aesthetics of an oppressed culture. It's gross and weird how much Aang being the last of his kind is treated by both the show and the fans as a reason that Katara needs to put up with noncon kisses from him. This was a choice made by the American writers to fuel their story, a story which was designed to appeal to American audiences. Aang as a character is meant to appeal to American children and his romance with Katara is meant to appeal to American boys who also want the hot older girl to see them as super special and great but also take care of them. He talks like an American kid and mocks the indigenous cultural practices of the girl he likes. He only resembles a Tibetan Buddhist in ways that Americans find heroic and mystical and cool, and acts just like an American kid in every other way. If anyone is saying he is white coded, this is why.

I don’t know how to say this tactfully, but I’ll do my best.

If other fans online have convinced you to see the gentle, optimistic, empathetic, fun loving, whimsical, forgiving, wise beyond his years genocide survivor, as a sexist, racist, xenophobic, abusive, pro-colonization, sexual assault perpetrator who doesn’t care about anyone else and doesn’t understand trauma…

You have been LIED TO.

Please just think for a moment!

ATLA was banned in China from the beginning for a reason. Because they didn’t want anyone empathizing with a character based on Tibetan monks. Why? Because they are an actual oppressed and persecuted minority IRL. Their religious leader lives in exile. Their second most important spiritual figure is the youngest political prisoner ever taken (and to this day no one knows if he’s alive or dead!). China has actual prison and labor camps. Tibetan people get sent there for “re-education”.

Can you please think about what these “fans” are saying when they stomp all over this allegory in TLA and try to frame Aang as the oppressor?

Do you really think it’s appropriate or these people who call Aang all these horrible (and inaccurate) things are being in anyway fair when they call Aang “white coded”???

Even without the real world context, Aang is explicitly the only survivor of a genocide. The last of his people. He has lost more than anyone else in the entire franchise. There’s a reason he clings so hard to Appa.

Do you think it’s fair to compare a 12 year old misreading signals and trying to kiss a girl who already consensually kissed him before, and immediately backing off and giving her space when she says no, to rape?

Tweens and teens miscommunicating and trying to comfort each other with kisses, only to realize that’s not what their friend needed and immediately backing off is the same as having your body violently violated against your will? The same as having your “no” ignored?

How do you think this makes survivors feel? To see people use their experiences as a shield and cudgel for ship discourse? It certainly upsets me as someone who experienced intimate partner violence, let me tell you! And I know I’m not the only one.

And how is it in anyway feminist or pro-Katara to ignore her own agency and deep love she shows for Aang? Yes, that includes her own crush on him! It IS reciprocated!

Lastly, you don’t need to demonize Aang to ship whatever you want to ship. Please understand that the majority of these takes are bad faith and born out of bitterness and insecurity over a friggin FANON SHIP.

And none of it is necessary! You can ship whatever you want! You don’t need permission or excuses. You can just ship them! You can make your case for why you like another pairing better without misrepresenting what happened in the show and what these characters are like, let alone what they represent.

There’s already plenty to work with in the show as it is! Otherwise why bother?

I’m imploring fans taken in by persuasive and manipulative metas to please just think about it. Get off social media and rewatch the show for yourself thoughtfully.

It doesn’t need to be like this.

[schemelin]

every now and then i experience brief moments of self-awareness telling me to make major changes to the fusionsprunt story

[drukhariboypussy]

You've Given Me The Perfect Oppertunity To Ramble About My Aeldari Tail Headcanons >:3

When Originally Created By The Old Ones During The War In Heaven, They Chose A Creature Not Too Similar To A Lemur To Genetically Enhance And Change¹ Into What We Know As The Aeldari; Since They Were Specifically Designed To Rely On Speed And Dexterity Over Brute Strength, Like How The Krok (and eventually Space Marines) Did, The Old Ones Kept The Aeldari's Tails So They Could Have A Way To Control Their Balance

After The Fall Of The Aeldari, Cultural Views Surrounding The Warp, The Craftworlder's Physic Abilities, And The New Threat That Was Slaanesh Began To Change. The Craftworlders Developed A Beluef Wherein Their Tails Had A Sort Of 'Link' To The Warp, And That By Removing Their Tails, Some Of Slaanesh's Influence On Them Would Be Taken Away

Craftworlder Children Will Keep Their Tails Until Adulthood, Where They Will Choose Their First Path; Those Who Choose Their First Path To Be One That Uses Their Psycher Abilities Will Keep Their Tails², While The Rest Will Have Their Tails Docked. Because Of This, Humans Believe That All Aeldari Don't Have Tails, Which Comes As A Shock To Those Who End Up Seeing/Meeting/Facing Up Against A Farseer Or The Like Lmao

The Drukhari, On The Other Hand, Have Completely Different Beliefs; Seeing As Their Psyker Abilities Have Withered Away Due To Living In The Webway, The Drukhari Don't See Their Tails As Having A 'Link' To Slaanesh & The Warp Like How The Craftworlders Do. Drukhari Keep Their Tails, Which Allows Them To Be More Agile And Deadly In Battle Then Your Average Craftworlder

However ☝️ That Doesn't Mean Tail Docking Doesn't Exist For The Drukhari. Its Usually Either Done As A Body Mod (and is seen as an 'extreme' one too, which is saying something), Or As A Punishment/Sign Of Being Lower Class. Having One's Tail Docked Essentially Signifies That You're No Better Then A Craftworlder In Drukhari Society; It's Also Common For Lowborn Slaves To Have Their Tails Removed, Or Are Instructed To Be Created Without Tails

Exodites Are A Special Case:: Being That They're Isolated From All Other Aeldari Socities & Cultural Practicies, Every Exodite Colony Will Have Different Beliefs, Including Those Surrounding Their Tails. Some Might Keep Them, Some Might Remove Them, Some Might Dock Their Tails For Religious Practices, Or Might Dock Their Enemies As War Trophies³. It's Really A Case-By-Case Thing, As With Most Things For My Interpretation Of The Exodites

Apperance-Wise, An Aeldari's Tail Depends On If They're A Craftworlder, Drukhari Or Exodite. A Craftworlder's Tail Will Resemble That Of A Traditional Unicorns: Long And Skinny, With A Bundle Of Hair On The Tip. A Drukhari's Tail Will Differ From Person To Person, Due To Webway Shenanigans On Evolution + Slaaneshi Influence. And The Exodites, Yet Again, Are A Case-By-Case Nature⁴

¹: There's Like, Fuck-All Lore On The Old Ones, So I'm Going Off Of My Headcanons Of Them. They're Basically The Qu From All Tomorrows, Except They're Not As Evil & They're Fat Frogs Instead Of Mosquito/Dragonfly Bug Aliens

²: Craftworlders Also Believe That Those Who Take A Higher Role In Society/A Psychially-Dependant Path, That By Keeping Their Tails Allows Them To Protect Their Other Craftworlders. Its Pretty Much Like "I'll risk having my soul eaten by She-Who-Thirsts by keeping my tail, which would save everyone else if something did happen; I'd rather sacrifice myself for the good of my people then allow innocents to die"

³: This Practice Isn't Exclusive To The Exodites!! Some Drukhari Trueborn & Nobility Are Known To Collect The Docked Tails Of Their Enemies (as well as cannibalise them), And Humans Docking The Tails Of Farseers & Other Higher-Standing Members Of Craftworlder Society Is Seen As A Hunting Trophy

⁴: Exodites Are Very, Very, Very Different Then Craftworlders Or Drukhari, Since My Interpertation Of Them Strays Far Away From The Dinosaur-Riding Space Elves Of Canon. I'd Ramble More About Them, But I've Been Typing Nonstop For Almost An Entire Hour Now

I've Never Seen Breaking Bad

[jewishcissiekj]

hiii quick random question do you guys prefer it when Asajj's forehead markings/tattoos are big or small or when they look like eyebrows or when she actually has eyebrows and not them

I know what's accurate to TCW but my question is about artistic interpretation and personal preference not that (first pic is from the age of republic special, second is by Aaron McBride as an early dooku jedi lost cover concept, third from a lego short i believe, fourth from clone wars 2003)

[transsexualraskolnikov]

my whump trans!aku fanfic is up!!! and it only took me three excruciating months to write! it did NOT make me insane at all! 

anyways, if you like atsushi being the greatest person in the world, akutagawa learning to (somewhat) hate himself a little less, terrible pining from useless homosexuals, and a good dose of transgendered sex, i say, go for it buddy. 

[telesodalite]

Soooo, the month is looking a little more busy than I originally planned for, but! Art will happen, just might take a bit again :/

Anyways, was able to sketch out a quick rough idea for Grims face-wise today?

Still trying to figure out how exactly I wanna do everyone's hair and all, (trying to roughly translate helm shape and all that), but for Grimlock here, I'm thinking maybe some kinda messily grown-out short mullet thing??? Like, used to be a real rockin' killer look and such when she was younger, but over time, she doesn't really care about it anymore, that, or the scavs are shit at giving haircuts lol

[gayeredin]

he needed so little to get a win

[flowerofmayhem-personal]

I actually much prefer a lot of how studio VOLN is handling Blue Exorcist over A-1, I know not a popular opinion in areas and get the places people say looks off but the vibes and heart is so good? also there is a lot of amazing shots and imo calling Rin "ugly" in it is an exaggeration to me, there's some wonky shots but there's also SO MANY he looks great! I think sometimes people forget that A-1 had equally bad shots and design choices like I think a lot are looking at the older seasons through rose colored glasses personally! not to mention they ruined a lot of scenes and how they changed them/adjusted them in their adaption that to me affected characterization and making some of the cast look almost dumb in a situation the manga version shows was more serious and dire!

ultimately my view has been: I'd rather an adaption feel like the heart is in the right place and the characters feel like themselves vs everything being pretty all the time and would rather deal with a few wonky shots of characters over a bad representation of a story and characters I love! visuals are not the only thing that matters to me ever

[quirkle2]

as a huge spyro year of the dragon fan i Hate the reignited trilogy they took all the charm and nostalgia out of it BUT ... spyro's walking/running animation ? they perfected that.

[colorstormx]

what if I renamed Storm as Zephyr instead. what if I renamed myself Zephyr. hmm. hmmmmmm.

[quercus-queer]

In case anyone was wondering about the Lilo and Stitch movie here’s the highlights from someone chronically online enough to have seen the movie through snippets lol

Nani does in fact give Lilo up to the government, ppl defend it by saying David’s mom is her foster mom now but Lilo is still in fact in the system and can easily be taken away from David’s mom if conditions are “unfit”… the exact same situation Nani was in before lol

Took away all of Nani’s support system that the original movie develops for her except for David/his mom

Had Nani treat Lilo like a burden for “realism”… anyway…

Lilo literally says “you’re so smart Nani, I think you should join the Marines”

Nani was deeply connected to her culture and family, that aspect of her just isn’t there at the end of the day (and part of that is because Sydney is not indigenous Hawaiian and it shows… in looks, actions, and line delivery) and the conclusion to her story being giving up her kid sister to the state and leaving her home for a “better” education and future is atrocious

They had her go to California to study marine biology. First of all, it was implied she was a pro surfer in the og movie no hint of marine biology. Not every persons dream is college and it doesn’t need to be part of everyone’s story… the choice of “putting yourself first” in order to get a better education is very #girlboss… Second of all, Hawaii has multiple universities with marine biology programs that would give far more money and benefits to a native Hawaiian than literally any Californian school let alone UCSD lmao

They changed their island from Kauai to Oahu… most obvious reason they did this was because that is the island their resort is on and overrun with tourists. However, with this location change and their wack ass narrative changes they also made going to California even more blatantly propaganda because that is where the University of Hawaii at Manoa is… ALSO, Oahu has major cities… you know how Sitch has to find new meaning for existence because he can’t do what he was programmed to do because he’s stuck on an island with no big cities… yeah…

On this note, pretty much removed all substantial tourism commentary

Jumba is the villain, he sounds like a whiny computer nerd and it’s miserable

Pleakley is lame, rip queen 🕊️

Lilo is pretty well adjusted and normal lol? No fights, no biting, no trying to curse her enemies etc… she’s literally a normal girl which… alright then???

There is no Gantu (rumor has it this is at its core because they don’t want to make law enforcement look bad)

CGI is literally so fucking bad like besides aesthetics the actors literally don’t point to where Stitch is and when they’re supposed to touch it they often miss lol

Editing is also terrible. Every scene lasts like 5 seconds and is jarring, so genuinely terrible I think shows like this are gonna further ruin kids attention spans lmfao

Nani misses Lilo’s actual performance instead of just being late to pick up Lilo from practice after getting into a fight…

Myrtle isn’t white #diversity win

No ugly duckling subplot

Bubbles is not the social worker and is working against the gang (again removing all of Nani’s support system, he literally shows up for every holiday with the fam in the og)

Changing the social worker role from an externally imposing black man with good intentions to a gentle woman has some undertones tbh considering this is the justification: “According to Camp, it was easy for audiences to believe that a towering man with a "Cobra" tattooed on his knuckles was a social worker in the animated movie​​​​​. However, that kind of exaggerated character design doesn't translate convincingly to live-action.”

The new social worker literally tells Nani that the right thing to do is to give up Lilo… very different from Bubbles doing his best to keep the sisters together. Keeping family together is a prime goal in social work btw…

[mysoulspiralbound]

i'm pretty sure most if not all cutie marks manifest in childhood, so martin's tea and maybe even sasha's research file make perfect sense. we don't know a lot about sasha's childhood, but martin was his mother's care taker far younger than he should have been. and warm cup of tea soothes everyone's nerves, right? tim's probably has a unique meaning that becomes very ironic later in life.

but jon? imagine being elias and seeing jon trot up, marked by the web, desperate for knowledge, and with an eye of all things on his flank. it could not be more obvious that this was meant to be his Archavist

bringing back my jon pony now with the rest of the crew....

[ihopethisendswell]

I am once again thinking about Jolee's eyes.