#i got carried away in the MEMORIES

[hairpinturnn]

mark of cain

marc marquez + demian: the story of emil sinclair by hermann hesse

[estcaligo]

upd Sebek asked me to add Malleus

[cyber-digibeat]

🌺 and 🐟

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Sousou no Frieren- Tickle Headcanons

This anime has me in a chockehold and ain't letting me go so soon so I might as well share all the daydreams and thoughts living in my mind rent free since I watched it and decided that!!! Hey!!! I can add tickles to that!!!

Anyway, at first I was going to just write about Himmel and a few other selected characters from both adventures but GOSH suddenly all out of nowhere I start daydreaming about ALL OF THEM and so... This long post was born. kjhgfdfghjklkj not all of them are going to be very long and it can be OOC but I hope you still like to read it as much as I liked to write! <3

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Himmel

(We are not going to talk about how much time I spent trying to choose just one gif) Our dear dead wife <3

He LOVES tickles and no one can convice me otherwise, I mean! Look at him! He definitely play that card at any moment he can

Cheering someone up? They say that laughter is the best medicine! Another boring day stuck in a cabin waiting for the snowstorm to go away? Nothing better than a tickle fight to make the time pass! Comforting a sad kid they just saved and are bringing to safety? Add a few wiggling fingers and watch that beautiful smile appear right way! Someone is literally just minding their own business doing nothing at all GET TICKLE ATTACKED!

He is a charming, playful, dramatic bastard and he knows it. He is using every and any opportunity to plentily tease the person, praising their laughter, pointing how lovely is their every reaction, gasping in false offense at any threat of revenge.

He will definitely laugh and snicker together with the person and sometimes let out honest comments that weren't supposed to be teasy but are like 'I didn't expect you to be so ticklish' or 'Wait, it tickles? Right here? That is so cute' and take the matters on his own hands to find at least one (1) new tickle spot when he tickles a friend because their surprised face right before descending in unstoppable giggling is way too priceless

Now, I need you to listen to this very very carefully: he can NOT take what he dishes out. at all.

So much squirming and trashing around. He can't control himself at all and won't even try to hold his laughter back, letting it ring loud and free, dying with any kind (literally, anything will do) of tease and pleading for his life as if he is being killed on the spot.

Somehow is totally blind to tickle traps. Sometimes just to mess with him Heiter would hold his cup up and ask for a toast and when Himmel complied he would latch on his ribs and rip my bro. he's dead on the floor. He never seems it coming even if they already done this a dozen time before.

Always crumbles with the tickles. A squeeze on his side and his legs transform in noodles immediately. That doesn't mean that he is a easy target though, if you decide to tickle him be prepared for some revenge

His main target and partner of tickle fights is Heiter, even though they manage to pull the rest of the party to their shenanigans sometimes too, even getting to listen to listen Eisen low, amused chuckles and Freiren tiny smile.

Talking about that. There is just one very specific occasion all his self preservations, squirms and defense disappear in the same second: when Frieren is involved.

Once, when both Heiter and Einsen decided to gang up on him, she decided to get into the fun with a few pokes and the VERY MOMENT Himmel realized that she was tickling him it was over.

He became a boneless mess of hysterical giggles on the floor not moving a single inch and taking all the tickling with no protests, completely lost in the fact that this was Frieren having fun, being silly and playful with them and his brain shortcurted and suddenly he became 1000000000000 more ticklish instantly.

Excuse me honor he is SMITTEN

If he is tickled for long enough or on a specially ticklish spot he lets out a loud, high pitched crackling that never fail to amuse his friends because he gets extremely red at that and tries to cover his face at any cost.

Besides that, he is not flustered at all about his liking to tickle and be tickled. It's a fun activity, a nice way to bond and it bring happiness to everyone! What is there to be embarrased about it?

Though other teases can destroy him rip

Is extremely and I say extremely gentle and caring when tickling Frieren. Soft scribbles, light scratching and steeping away not before too long has passed. Sometimes get lost in the happiness and joy of the moment but it's quick to come back to reality so that his tickling never lasts too long and he gets smiley about it for the rest of the day.

Gets grumpy about how he never manages to catch Einsen by surprise but immediately loses his pout when the warrior decides that he is not the one who started that war but he is the one who will finish it.

When he takes too long to decide a pose for their statue they start to attack him with plenty of pokes and squeezes until he finally makes up his mind.

Sometimes they just do that while he is posing to mess with him too. Especially because Himmel will try to pretend nothing is happening and attempt to keep his pose on the very beginning until he eventually breaks down in titters and protesting giggles.

It never lasts long. But he keeps trying

Has The Smirk.

Softest and most playful aftercare ever. With plenty of comfort and smiles.

Heiter

Our flawed priest <3

Do not have The Smirk but he has an entire aura about him that you can't really point what it is but suddenly there's ringing danger bells in your mind and on outside he looks normal, just taking a drink but then you blink and then BOOM he strikes

Can and will destroy someone with tickles with just one (1) hand because his other one is too busy carrying his cup

Gets stupidly silly when tickling someone. He will chuckle together with the person and use the goofiest nicknames, teases, tickle traps and everything else he can think of. It's the whole ordeal, really. He has no shame.

It's quite neutral but leaning to positive when it comes to tickling, but since Himmel is always dragging him into tickle fights he can't help but get a little bit of playful revenge. After a few years he started a couple of them by himself too.

Is horribly skilled with the nimblest and deadliest tickles ever.

Also. Changes from side to side of a tickle fight easy as water and will always help who offers him more drinks. So be careful when siding up with him to not get too close or comfortably into tickling range.

Somehow, incredibly lucky in finding tickle spots, be with random pokes to call the person's attention or some soft scribbling to hear some giggles and smile amused and content at them.

Also adept to cheer up or comforting tickles, creating a lot of fond memories with Fern in the nights she couldn't sleep and they both shared some good tea while watching the sky.

Will try to curl up in a ball when tickled and his only protest is to be careful with his glasses.

Not really very affected by teases. Says a lot of nonsense when is tickled tho

Frieren

HEEEEERRRRRRRR <3 <3 Our old lady

Has the tiniest, sweetest smile when tickling someone. it's adorable.

Do not engage in tickle fights but it's not against them. Usually would just stay in the background with Einsen while the other two got caught up in their giggly shenaningans

Her biggest moment was when she decided to show everyone this magic spell she learned some decades ago and then suddenly everyone is attacked by a bunch of wiggly, fluffy feathers that followed them no matter how much they squirmed or jumped.

Tickle spell tehee

They never got to know if she did that to mess with them or if she truly just wanted to show the spell.

Is more curious about tickling than anything. Thinks it's a nice way to make her friends laugh, but it's also very neutral about it, won't actively seek revenge or anything.

After years with both Himmel and Heiter, also lightly tickled Fern once or twice for the sake of cheering her up.

Ticklish ears ticklish ears ticklish ears ticklish ears-

The first time Himmel tickled her he immediately fell on the floor ded because it was too much cute.

(The way he looked at her that day is a fond memory for her, she doesn't quite know why, tho.)

Not really a squirmer and her laughter is mostly silence, full of small giggles and one or two hiccups. Like soft tickles the best, since it is not unbearable to feel and actively leaves her w a light, quite content feeling afterwards. She could take a tickle fight, tho.

Fern

<3 Somehow the most responsible adult in the party <3

Terrifying ler, can and will use your weakness against you.

Just as she does when fighting, thrives when her victim understimate her power and is quick and ruthless to bring them to their destruction.

Will tickle the person usually as a way to get them to do something (probably a chore they forgot) or admit something while having the most unimpressed face ever seen by humankind

She can be both incredibly merciless and very very kind, depends on her mood, the person and the context

Only like being tickled by someone she really trusts and not around another people so no one will her being silly like this.

Get very embarrassed just for thinking how childish tickling is, but treasures the soft moments with har friends and family, just like every other playful, fun, nice memory

When the person (let's be honest here, probably Spark) is too occupied laughing their heart out also let's out the tiniest, softest smile, pretty much like Frieren

Used tickles to cheer up Spark once and promised to do 10 times worse if he even THINKS about mentioning that to anyone

Snorts. SO much of them. If she is laughing they will automatically appear no matter how much she tried to hide them between her hands.

Her shoulders and head shake with giddy energy when is being tickled. It's everything <3

Einsen

*LOUD INTELLIGIBLE SCREAMING* AAAAAA

As I said on Himmel's part, not really one to start the tickle fight but a quick one to finish it.

Not really very ticklish and not very easy to be caught out of guard so rip his opponents, really

HOWEVER, he has one single incredibly and horribly ticklish spot right under his knee that he immediately DIES when it's tickled and it's an automatic win for the person, so the thing is of every fight is: will them be able to get him there before he gets them? That is the big question

Not really a teaser, prefers to tickle the person in silence while mapping the places that get the biggest reactions so he can focus there.

Could or could not have used this techinique with Spark to 'train his resistence' once (an excuse that his friends were very fond to use with him) but no one will ever know because if you ask him he will just stare at you and let out a single chuckle before going on about his day and Spark will Blush and Die before answering

Made mental bets and always knew the score by heart of Himmel x Heiter fights

Used to think it was a silly and pointless activity. But after their ten year adventure came to treasure and be fond of silly, pointless activities

Loud, booming laughter or no laughing at all. No in between.

Spark

DA BOI WHO DID NOT DESERVE THAT PAST AND NOW DESERVE ALL THE LAUGHTER EVER

Do not mind tickling at all!

It kind of reminds he of his brother, since when he was a kid he was the biggest tickle monster ever. Not only on those training tips he used to give even while being extremely busy, but he just loved to appear out of nowhere behind him, carry and put him on his shoulder and tickle him while walking back home, pretenidng he was carrying a bag of 'extremely wiggly vegetables!'

He also used pokes and prodding to help him with maintaining his form while wielding a sword. Even if extremely common, Spark still squeaked everytime he poked his armpit to remind him to not his arms so far away from his torso

Still, everytime he is tickled that boi just can't form ANY coherent sentence at all, no matter if he is full on belly laughter with just a few giggles, his mind immediately turn into a mushy mess

Won't go down without a fight. Running away, attacking back, squirming as his life depends on that. Most of the time squirming away from it only to dash in a sudden bolt of energy and then come back in a surprise tickle attack to get revenge.

Tried to get Fern back once for tickling and they ended up actually fighting but some days later she started a tickle fight so he ??? is just very confused??? if she actually hates it???

(But to see her loosing up, giggling, laughing out loud and being so full of playfulness and joy... wow)

He likes to throw a few playful teases here and there when he is tickling his friends, with plenty of snickers of his own and pointing out how ticklish the other person is or about their delight reactions.

!!Tickles games!!!

His entire face gets extremely red when his laughter begins to sound higher or crackly. Can NOT take any tease about that at all.

Sein

OUR EVEN MORE FLAWED PRIEST <3 <3 <3 Come back pls

THE MOST TICKLISH PERSON EVER

And his best, amazing, ruthless friend Gorilla was more than happy to remind him about it all the time

Until nowadays he can't really see fingers wiggling in his direction without immediately getting a wobbly smile and giggles instinctively creeping up on his throat

His brother also would tickle him when he was a kid and later would gladly snitch all the 'truly good, hidden tickle spots' to his friend much to his dismisse

Will trash, squirm, plea, beg and promise to do anything when tickled. Especially if we'retalking about light, soft tickles. Those make him go absolutely crazy out of his own mind

Even so, he doesn't mind it too much. Still, gets extremely embarrased and complains about how childish it is.

Def made AND lost bets again his friend and got tickled as a "payament". Also I can see them both having competitions to see who takes the longest to laugh, say uncle, keep their arms up and etc :D

Sometimes gives Spark a few tickles just to mess w him and snicker at the jumps he gives.

Spark got revenge so rip.

[krystaldeath]

Me: I actually think the reason why Leshy was in the Devolver Father’s Day post is cause in that specific picture he was a bartender giving a bunch of beer and that’s a classic Dad Drink so I don’t really think it was meant to imply he was a dad himself

Also me: imagines up his demigod butterfly-worm daughter who he got from a one night stand in his early godhood who still roams the deepest parts of Darkwood killing her own father’s followers

[circusofshrimps]

drawn from memory

[cuteniarose]

The consequences of my poor financial decisions are here!!

[cherry-treelane]

everytime i watch shameless I get hit with a jolt of sickness and remember how frank and monica stole fionas life from her and she'll never get it back because it never existed because she was a sister first her whole life (from the age of 4) and everything else second and its always just so casual in the show and normal and rarely touched upon but it's not normal at all and it's tragic

[bmpmp3]

i do think its kinda funny when i see someone in the year of our lord 2024 talk about vocal synth music like its all gone downhill since like 2010 because like dont get me wrong i love a good niconicodouga-ass 2008 ass vocaloid joint BUT also like. the past couple years have had the most fascinatingly creative and expressive uses of vocal synthesizers ive ever heard in my life DJFSKHJDFS dont write it all off just yet!!

[quietlyblooms]

@resonette wanted a lil something!

" i figured you'd understand, but... " chiyo trails off, gaze averted to the streets outside and brow furrowed as she watches people go about their day as normal. normal. nothing feels normal anymore -- maybe hasn't since her parents, and only now she isn't strong enough to remain in denial. even that invisible hand that always seemed to guide her feels absent, like it's abandoned her when any familiarity at all would have been a comfort.

but she isn't alone. it's easy to be swallowed up by grief and forget, but however terrible it is, seren is in the same exact boat as chiyo. they both lost people they cared about. they both were given information that only left them with more questions. maybe they'll get through this, then, together.

she meets seren's gaze, surprisingly misty-eyed when she goes to speak. she has to gather herself for a moment before that choked feeling goes away. " i was worried you'd try to stop me. you've always looked out for me. " she looks out for everyone; who looks out for her? chiyo wants to. her eyes fall to the small table between them. " i need answers, though, even if it's dangerous. "

[abyssalzones]

For the character ask game: fidds!! :]

3. Least favorite canon thing about this character?

PARAGRAPH INCOMING. You activated my storytelling analysis trap card

Everyone who has ever talked about gravity falls and its failings in depth has brought this up already but if I had to name anything I Dislike about him it's not a trait or anything he's done but definitely just.... how the narrative presents him.

I feel like, pulling an example from another animated series I like, simon petrikov is a great example of what gravity falls failed to do with fiddleford's arc. simon's story is well known even to surface level fans of adventure time as an exercise in what I'm going to call hindsight horror (because I can't think of a better term right now), where the narrative switching from "look at this weird pathetic old man! Isn't that hilarious?" to the entirety of I Remember You makes it impossible not to look back on everything initially established about this character with a twinge of horror. I think it's one of many ways AT uniquely grows and evolves with its audience... which is something gravity falls obviously never aspires to, largely because it doesn't need to as a two-season show compared to the cultural monolith of AT, but I make this comparison mostly because I think while both characters have a drastic narrative turnaround (related to tragic memory loss no less) one is done very well and the other is executed pretty poorly.

I'll try and move away from the comparison for now because this is supposed to be about a specific character but the writing in gravity falls tends to give characters a conclusion and then fully ditch them (pacifica is another good example of this). fiddleford is instrumental to the conclusion of this show (I could write More paragraphs about how full-circle the memory gun is as a plot device but I'll spare you) and his arc with ford is... mostly satisfied, including journal 3, but we never really get to see him change tangibly or, even more importantly, see the writing reflect that change. To put it simply it's like they were too content joking about him in the same way since season 1 than they were interested in his character growth or the way he benefits the larger story.

Idk though I mean it's not like I have invested way too much time in thinking about this weird old man in a scarecrow hat's writing

^ this wall of text is funnier if you read it thinking about this picture the whole time

[jackdawsfavorite]

Trying to listen to something about that small college in Florida Desantis took over for politics but hearing it described as it was before reminded me of college-hunting with my mom and triggered the shit out of me.

[7-oh-ta1]

Like let's put all this together. Mankai Playback 2018. First, we have the quote from Tenma which is roughly:

"I'm always the one getting teased, but... I've a lot of great experiences a lot in this theater company. I will never forget my firsts... not the second times either, of course."

Which in a3en was simply:

"I won't forget the firsts I've had here or the second times for all these experiences."

So what I see is that the "first and second" times is the important part of the entire quote. Then that's even furthered by his card's backstage story title, "First Day, First Meeting", wherein he remembers the first time he met Taichi.

THAT'S a whole can of worms on its own but staying on topic, it's first and second, and since this is about his first meeting with Taichi, we can conclude he is saying that he won't forget the second time he met him either, at Mankai. ("You're tellin' me she's a BRO?!" it's like electricity fr lmao) If not for their second meeting, Tenma wouldn't have realized the boy that day was Taichi, and he's swearing he won't forget either time.... fellas is it --

Tenma doesn't have a lot of experience actually living life when he joins Mankai, so he's a character that is often centered around his curiosity and his first experiences that we would otherwise take to granted. For example, Kazunari is his first friend. But Taichi dominates nearly all of Tenma's firsts because as grade-mates they end up spending a lot of time together, especially after Juza's graduation!

Another notable first of Tenma's is in the Midsummer Sparkle Memory event from 2017. I've already made a silly post about this but to sum it up, on their way home before a summer festival, Tenma's very first, they exchange their experiences and Taichi explains that he went to his first summer festival with his first love. When he mentions this, Tenma chuckles quietly. In a3en, Tenma encourages him to go on saying, "Yeah?" but I prefer jp since it seems more like what Taichi said has prompted him to muse on his own situation. (Going to his first summer festival with his first love.)

Also, at the end of the event they're all setting off fireworks together and Taichi makes the shape of a heart with his sparklers which he tries to show to Tenma but Tenma is too frightened of them 🤭🤭 Then Tenma swears to get revenge on Taichi. He tries to sneak attack him with the remaining firework, but can't figure out how to light it and summer troupe basically sells him out to Taichi, who uses an extra firework to attack Tenma AND AS HE SHOULD!!! Anyway I got carried away, the point is, this is Tenma's quote for his Midsummer card:

JP: "You’re going to make fun of me, calling this “another one for the firsts series" and stuff, aren’t you!? I catch on quick, you know. Next summer… just you wait."

EN: "You'd better not be thinking of making fun of me! Just wait... I'll show you next year..."

:3c Do you see what I'm implying?

This is also the event where Taichi calls Tenma an "ultra scorchin' hottie"..... so there is that.

I've lost my point.... AH, moving on from the festival, the association of Taichi and Tenma's firsts is especially hammered in during their last year of high school where Taichi vows to help Tenma have the high school only experiences he almost missed before they graduate. So Taichi leads him in his first ditching of class, his first sitting on the school roof, his first eating lunch in class, ordering pizza to the school LMAO, and importantly his first and only high school graduation that he didn't think he would be able to have.

And so for my conclusion..... I think we as taiten fans need to appreciate that if this is any indication of their relationship... with Taichi actually being the one who teaches Tenma in this avenue despite what you might think, Taichi is most likely Tenma's first love, too. And Tenma swears he won't forget :)

[mysunshine-youremoonlight]

it still feels odd to look at my friends profiles...

[hareofhrair]

⏰ i need to know why Shafan is fish racist I need thos memories words wont cut it jshdbsndgdsgsdgf

You're three sweeps old the first time you see one, at a distance. Frith yanked you out of there and took off so fast you barely registered the fins before you were gone.

And then you're around four and a half, maybe five sweeps- You've been on the road a little while now and you're starting to realize this is it, this is your life now, no one's going to rescue you. There's some other hiveless trolls around and you're sitting as close to their fire as you dare, which means they haven't even realized you're there yet. They're talking about some friend of theirs who tried busking on the boardwalk. They're talking about how many pieces were left of him after a pod of seadwellers caught him there. They're arguing about what will happen to his stuff.

You're five sweeps now, and you've seen them at a distance a few times now. You always get clear before you can see much more than their fins in the distance, like your lusus taught you. But this one snuck up on you, her big hat obscuring the fins, not accompanied by the usual pomp and circumstance. She calls you an adorable little morsel and reaches for you and you panic and bite her as hard as you can, then run for it while she shrieks and calls you a filthy, rabid animal.

You're six sweeps and you haven't come that close to one again. But you see them all the time. They're in all the movies, all the books, all the billboards and the posters. Smiling and perfect with perfect white teeth and perfect clear skin and shiny horns and glossy dark hair that ripples in the water, and clothes that are clean and fashionable and sophisticated. When they speak it's clear and refined and articulate, and you're ashamed of the way you sound and the way you look and the way you live, and your shame makes you angry. They're better than you. That's just the truth. Healthier and stronger and wealthier and better educated and better looking. You're not stupid enough to pretend there's no difference between you. They're better than you, and you want to scratch out their pretty eyes for it. You want to tear up their nice clothes and stomp in their white teeth and if you tried every day for the rest of your life you would never get close enough to spit on their shoes, let alone rip their fins off like you want to. If you're very lucky, you'll get to spend the rest of your life bowing to them.

The heiress visits the town you're in, and you watch the parade, her retinue of courtiers in their gleaming iridescent scales, and they're so beautiful it hurts and it makes you want to hurt them. There is one just your age, perched on the front of the Heiress's grand carriage. She is perfect as a doll, smiling and cherubic in her flawless white dress without a single spot. She's so lovely that you try to imagine hurting her and the thought horrifies you. You can't even hate her. You just want to be her. You dream about her later. You dream she reached down into the crowd and picked you out as her new best friend. She took you home and bathed you in rosewater and gave you a dress just like hers and you sat next to her on the carriage and smiled at all the filthy lowbloods on the street around you, perfect as a doll. You feel sick with guilt about this dream any time you remember it. You dream it many times over the next few sweeps.

As the heiress's carriage passes, everyone bows, and you are so transfixed by the girl that you just stand there like an idiot. An older troll next to you- you never got his name, you don't remember his face- he sees you and he grabs the back of your neck and pushes you down so hard your nose hits dirt. He kneels beside you, making sure you stay down, with his face in the dirt beside you. And then someone, some rusty, you never saw them, throws something at the carriage. A rock, or a piece of garbage. The carriage stops. The window opens. A pink hand gestures with long sharp nails. The drones drag someone forward, kicking and screaming. The crowd is dead silent. The smart people who stayed near the back of the crowd are silently slipping away down alleys or into buildings. The door of the carriage opens. The rusty goes in. The screaming goes on for a long, long time. Your legs are asleep and your back hurts but you can't move. The drones have their weapons on the crowd, just waiting for a movement too fast, a whisper too loud.

Finally there's silence. The carriage door opens and she throws something out. It takes you a minute to realize what it is. The troll who is holding you down is shaking. You can feel his trembling sweating hand on your neck. "Just stay down," he whispers. "Just keep your head down." The graceful hand gestures through the window and the carriage begins to move again. The drones do not. When the carriage is far enough down the road, the drones open fire on the crowd. The troll who was beside you falls over you, and you're nearly smothered by his body as the panicking crowd tramples you both. You hold his sweaty hand, but you think he was already dead.

You live. You move on. You stop having nightmares after a while. Or rather, you find other things to have nightmares about.

You're eight and a quarter sweeps and it's one of those desperate spells you sometimes still go through, when you have to rely on work you'd rather not say too much about. You know the names of the other trolls that work on the same street as you, and you keep an eye out for each other when it's convenient. One of them isn't there one night- an olive who could pass for jade if she did her makeup right, who was loud and annoying and smoked too much and kept trying to snipe your targets- and when you ask around, you're told she hit the lottery. She played jade well enough to get into one of the exclusive clubs, and a seadweller saw her and liked her. He's keeping her at his hive now, and they say she'll have the finest of everything, and they say isn't she lucky, and they say god don't you wish one of them would just sweep you off your feet like that? And they say, no, not a quadrant. Not for an olive. That's not what we're for. You never see her again, and you try to convince yourself that's because she's too good for you now and she was always stuck up, wasn't she? But a few wipes later, another of the girls you know gets picked up in that same club. And when the others say isn't she lucky, don't you wish- there is a note of desperation in their voices from how much they want it to be true. You all stop going to that club.

You're fourteen sweeps now, old as hell for a lowblood. You've seen enough seadwellers to be sick of them. You want to be a kind person, the kind of person who doesn't hold blood color against someone, the kind of person who gives everyone a chance because, honestly, we're all fucked here, the least we can do is be kind to each other. You try. You try for bluebloods, and you try for highbloods, and hell you've even given a clown a fair shot to surprise you. But not for them. Never for them. You just don't have that in you. Hating them is all you're allowed to do so by god you will hate them as hard as you can. They'd like to take even that from you- that's why they're in all the movies, and all the books, and all the billboards. They'd like to convince you that they are sympathetic heroes and every day people and don't you want to love them? Don't you want to be like them? Don't you hate that you're not like them? Don't you hate everyone else who isn't trying harder to be like them? Aren't they beautiful? Don't you want to be beautiful?

So you hate them. You hate them with all the strength in your body. Every day you tell them no, I don't want to be like you. No one should. You are loathsome and despised and I wouldn't piss on you if you were on fire. I'm ugly, and crude, and dirty, and I sound like I never got school fed because I damn well didn't and you can kill me but you can't make me like you. I will lay down in the mud. I will howl like an animal. I will be everything your worst stereotypes tell you I am, and nothing in your clean pretty poisonous world will ever touch me. I will die clean of you.