It’s widely known that Evan kelmp is the epitome of autism, but let me tell you I saw one scene with K.P. Hob and felt instant tism vibes. I am currently episode two and those have not gone away
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Something I just realized about Adventure Time despite having finished it a good few months ago is that despite gradually becoming more and more backstory-heavy until by the end it’s like 80% backstory and 20% forwardstory, the one question it never answers is how a Dr. Doom-style mad scientist monarch became close friends with a random 12 year old and his stoner older brother.
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Victor's perspective of the wedding, and his marriage with Elizabeth took a really terrifying turn after everything that happened so far. Like, I was waiting for him to do something drastic at some point, but it seems that Victor knows well enough that he can't show his grief in public.
It's how the wheels on Victor's head were turning the more he read Elizabeth's letter. The way he reached to that horrible conclusion, and how the marriage went from "a duty that I must do for the happiness of my family" to "the tool that I will use to finally die".
"On that night he had determined to consummate his crimes by my death. Well, be it so; a deadly struggle would then assuredly take place, in which if he was victorious, I should be at peace, and his power over me be at an end."
I could literally vision the kind of smile that Victor could have painted on his face a he said this. A smile of pure despair on a young man who has reached the limit of his own mind. And with that mind Victor wrote that letter to Elizabeth, and followed through all of the preparations for the wedding.
Of course he admits later on that he was really blinded by his own misery, and he did not consider Adam's actual words. But to see Victor so joyous over his possible death while Elizabeth tries, and tries to cheer herself up for the only thing that was expected of her feels like a void where neither can climb out of.
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You know, it's strange - this whole Dead Rising kick I've really been on has been SO good for me. Every post I'm making? It's just from the silly love I have bubbling up in my heart until it's overflowing and I need to make something out of it.
There's no consideration about "Ooo, I hope that this gets lots of engagement!" It's not going to get any. That's not only okay, that's actually the part that's been good for me. I'm just making what I want and I post it in case somebody else might like it but if you don't, no problem. That's totally fine. I made it for me because of all this love I'm feeling right now. 🤗🤗🤗
It's so easy to fall into the trap of creating something and then you start thinking: what are people going to say? What do they WANT you to create? Should you do it this way? That way? What way will be more popular????
Sometimes, it's important to step back and make something NOT popular. Something just for you because you love it and it's silly and it gives you a laugh.
I just sat here and lovingly jumped through a bunch of hoops to make a GIF of Frank picking up Leah. I still don't have my Vegas so I have to record very carefully, I can't sort the footage out later, I've got to get it in one short shot because that's pretty much what the GIF is going to be. It's not easy to edit. But I did it to make one GIF that nobody else will care about because it made me happy.
This is one of those things that takes me back to the start, when I wrote or made something simply out of love. That was the only purpose it served. Its reward was in the making, you know?
And that's something that I needed desperately to go back to. I mean, I hope that the things I write/vid/GIF/create can end up giving somebody a smile but when that becomes the sole focus, it ends up trapping me in a tiny box I feel like I can't get out of. The joy of creating drains away and all I'm left with are my (super large and intimidating) doubts and insecurities.
So. Here's my GIF. I smiled the whole time I made it, from capturing, to tweaking it in ezgif and posting it here. That means it's a blazing success and accomplished everything it was meant to and more. 😉
Go back to that thing you love. Play with it. Laugh and smile and just remember why you love it. Take care, friends, and have a good day. 🤗💖
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you all have to deal with my neurodivergent bullshit sorry
anyway the next time i have free time to do whatever i want i am GOING to finish my archive and get it in a state where its shareable, because i think i will start actively reaching out for help on this project. i feel like it might actually be worth it to do so, and atp i have no viable options of working alone anymore once i get the archive set up fully, so… yeah thats fun
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I love crawling out of the depths, opening up tumblr, and seeing your art. I love it.
it is quite interesting how social media can fall to the wayside, and people on the internet can just disappear forever if they really wanted to! I admit I struggle to keep up with "public accounts", they are uniquely stressful and I solute your hibernating tenacity. always lovely to see you resurface regardless, thank you very much for the lovely compliment...
I will say in case any of my dear followers were wondering where i've gone for the past month and a half, for weeks i've been pondering how to even broach the enormity of the topic that is: I made the mistake of thinking about my most favorite character for more than 2 minutes in one sitting. I intentionally go out of my way to avoid this and have many strategies to evade this occurring because every time I do enter a sort of hermetically sealed mental chamber where it's just me and him and his life and I begin to ignore all points of previously established social contact and also my health indefinitely. It's difficult to convey the emotional experience of this or its psychic magnitude. and it's hard to say "guys i really love this character!" because that's just words. you can't see it. the 10 years of obsessively thinking about some guy so intensely on&off cyclically until you've made 20 different worlds he's living in... how does one convey the depth of these without artistically depicting them as you see them to be...? i am trying to figure it out. currently planning a longform comic for my favorite and several smaller comics for others, but logically an individual can understand this takes a while... he and I have had multiple rendezvous over the past decade and I wish I had more "historical" art to show but for many of these years I have been a bit too physically disabled to draw, the past several weeks have been spent attempting to recreate his ideal form as he exists in my head. he is starting to come around!
I typed up three separate disquisitions last month to try and explain my feelings on him and none of them felt like the proper vessel to communicate this concept. which is likely for the best. the obvious answer is "just draw him". fine with this being the case, difficult when I have so many drawing ideas I'm now sitting on 100+ works in progress and they just keep accumulating since my brain generates these like an old laptop you leave in the corner of your room to mine bitcoin. in a way I'm content with this being a very "personal" experience thus far, shared with me and those in my inner social circle (really cannot emphasize to my readers enough how fandom can poison your constitution without self-checked moderation). however... I yearn to meet others who are as passionately involved with him as I am, because I think we could coalesce our ideas, and passion, into something beautiful...
^dio brando
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