Colour theory ramblings..gold and blue are sort of opposites on the colour wheel. Red (Flapjack's colour) and green are as well.
When we first see him unmasked, look at how saturated the gold lighting around him is. We sense his inner conflicts as he switches between having his armour on, and e.g. plays flyer derby and makes new friends.
Any instance of him being dressed in blue, being surrounded by blue lighting, probably represents Belos's influence on his arc. His casual outfit as early as Hunting Palismen features a tunic that is a faded navy blue shade. The darker and more saturated the blue, the more dangerous things are for him. Obviously when he was possessed, the change in his eye colour to extremely bright blue, which opposes Flapjack's palisman glow, was unnerving and jarring.
The only vividly red shot here is when he opposes Belos with "You're lying!", while hanging on to Flapjack for the strength to do so.
Some of these shots have brighter lighting which to me indicates he is safe and among good company. When the worst happened to him, he was dressed in mostly black (opposite of the vivid white Golden Guard cloak), though he kept some of his signature yellowish gold colour as well. I think green lighting behind him might represent loss for him.
If you notice, in Eclipse Lake he was already surrounded by greenish blue tones which links to the last two pics where Belos takes away what is most dear to him. And well, we have the green face paint in Any Sport in a Storm that opposes Flapjack's signature colour, and the sickly green Belos goop colour too.
In the very last pic, there is a saturation of greenish blue after Flapjack fades away. No red, unless you count the new scars he has.
And while the pic isn't included here, as he approached the portal to walk through it at the very end of Thanks to Them, gold light was cast upon his face...just that Flapjack was absent T__T
Soil Anon screeches mindlessly, retrieving the shovel and returning to bashing Grass Anon on the head with it. By now, the shovel is all but destroyed, barely but a stick they keep stabbing into Grass Anon.
I came to the conclusion that when the time came to create the Addams series, they only decided that Morticia and Gomez were married and that Wednesday and Pugsley are their children and the rest they made up on the spot according to their mood because that is the only way not to lose your mind trying to understand who is what of whom.
I'm beginning to know several of the market stall owners on a first name basis, I swim in a sea of purist blood and still, more come every day. How many more must I kill? When will the Xunlai Jade Spec Ops be satisfied? I thought we killed the demons, but maybe in my lust for their armor designs... I have become the demon. I no longer remember how many I have slain
I have ONE event left before I can get my hands on the pants, it feels like I'm doing the wrong event but there are no other 'purist champion' events in Kaineng and previous events in the collection have failed to award credit before.
My current and pressing list of things to watch is full of things I cannot physically watch (three hours long or a serie or both) but I need to. I can't think of anything else
Also I've never been jealous a day in my life but like...WHO is that girl? Just a new friend? If so, how come she never mentioned her to me before? And if she's more than a friend...Well, she has to have started talking to her a while ago and that makes me wonder how faithful she actually was and how real any of the thing she ever told me were and it all hurts so much I can barely breath
How did my life became such a mess so quickly??? Like, two weeks ago my main concern was "does he like me back?" and now there's life and death situations, secrets, losing a friggin scholarship bc I already study something else (i am so pissed at my college right now).
AND
Shy guy was being a sweetie and very supportive but then i felt there was something off last night and i had nightmares and my chemistry professor (whom I didn't like at all) gave me such good advice in my dreams. Shy guy, don't you DARE do what you did in my nightmares i will kick you where it hurts.
AND
i'm so tired.
I might actually want to do some therapy if shit continues to blow on my face like that.