#think i've touched on this before

[floweycidal]

i keep thinking about how flowey had to construct the very concept of cruelty from the ground up.

not from watching anyone else, not by osmosis, but by cobbling it together himself in the garden where he woke up. alone.

this was a child who fell asleep to his mother's stories, who knew every inflection of his father's laugh. who spent endless golden afternoons with his sibling, both of them doubled over with giggles as they filmed their silly videos, messing up on purpose just to hear each other laugh. again. and again. and again.

so warm. so safe. where the gravest offense imaginable was maybe tracking mud on the carpet.

the worst fear, disappointing people who would love you anyway.

where could he even begin?

save. say these words that once meant comfort, but twist them just so. watch their eyes dim as something inside them breaks. load.

save. make a promise—you remember those, how snug they once made you feel—then shatter it. document exactly how hope crumbles. load.

save. try another combination. another betrayal. watch what splinters differently this time. load.

the world's loneliest science experiment.

look at the cruelty he creates, it's all so personal, specific. so devastatingly asriel.

watch how often he comes back to the idea of being replaced. of being forgotten. how he taunts you with the possibility that none of your relationships matter, that everyone will move on without you. that none of your choices mean anything in the end.

your fault. your responsibility.

if only he you hadn't made anyone love him you. If only he you hadn't loved them back.

of course he'd fixate on all that. how could he not? his mother, who used to speak his name like it was sacred, those tender words she reserved for him—for THEM—are now handed out indiscriminately, like candy to anyone who asks.

all he can do is take note: see how easily love transfers? see how simple it is to fade away?

so, he sneers. taunts you with the thought that it's all dust. you're just another passing face in the crowd. nothing lasts. nothing is worth the weight of caring. but even as he pushes that narrative, as his voice drips with contempt, he is still out there. in the ruins. checking on her.

observing from a distance, like maybe if he watches long enough, his past will solidify into something he can hold again.

flowey develops his cruelty like he's trying to solve an equation. if this word plus this action equals pain, then surely there must be some formula that yields not caring anymore.

if he'd just gotten it right. if he'd just kept everyone at a distance. if he could just be flowey. save. load. the answer has to be here somewhere.

but how do you quantify the sting of hearing her say "my child" to someone else? how do you account for the absence left in the places where joy once thrived? how do you document, in clinical terms, why you keep watching over people you swear don't matter anymore?

you don't devote yourself to perfecting devastation unless you remember, with searing clarity, what it felt like to be whole.

you don't give so much of yourself mastering the art of ridiculing attachment unless you're terrified of how much you still have left to give.

unless every attempt to prove love meaningless just confirms how much meaning it still has for you.

...point IS! flowey did an interesting job creating his own idea of a bully. it's all pathological. so crudely stemmed from his own sorrows and fears. he's created his own textbook definition of meanness...but then every chapter's just him screaming in a mirror.

[daily-odile]

drew a scene from @dunkalfredo's modern/scifi au... it's so good

[canisalbus]

I really appriciate how often Machete is depicted struggling and feeling like a burden, while still being loved and supported by Vasco. It gives the top tier angst of "i'm not good enough, I'm not worth it" but you frame it in such a way where it's clear that's just how he *feels* and is not how things really are, but also it's so nice to see someone who struggles quite often in a loving and unique relationship that suits them. The narrative of not being able to love or be loved unless you're consistently healthy is really tiring lol.

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[oneluckydragon]

BREAKING NEWS!!! Local idiot ghost absolutely blown away when boyfriend gives him a nickname for the first time, more info after this broadcast.

Bonus pet-name edition:

(Yeah I know it's ooc for grovyle to EVER use the term "babe" but lets go ahead and assume he's done it accidentally a few times rather than intentionally. He's deeply in love with the dumb ghostman, ok. Sometimes it just slips out.)

Dusknoir is still recovering from hearing it. And when he finally calls grovyle "love" himself on accident a few days later, he falls deathly ill for two weeks cause his body couldn't handle the aftermath and started rapidly shutting down on a molecular level.

[skitskatdacat63]

2011 Monaco Grand Prix - Vettonso

[kaiserouo]

can i get on his shoulder if im being annoying enough

[mars-ipan]

they're so GROSSSSSS (<- desperately wants what they have)

alt color under the cut:

[arttsuka]

I love it when a fandom randomly 'claims' a song. Yes bestie do it, make 1000 edits with that song please

[kaikamahine]

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[spop-romanticizes-abuse]

it's been a while since i dissected a stupid post so

okay, so a couple things.

who told you we were satisfied with hordak's arc? scratch that, who told you that he was forgiven? literally no one even talks to him in the finale, except for entrapta. there was nothing indicating that hordak was forgiven or redeemed. he stood up to his abuser and saved entrapta, that's it. that doesn't mean he's suddenly a good guy.

secondly, "catra working through her anger issues" like this?

oooor this?

or maybe this?

oh, she’s definitely working on her anger issues here, you can see the progress! /s

oh wait, catra offhandedly mentioned that she was working on her anger one time, and we all know that words equal to action. /s

also most of us don't think that catra doesn't deserve a redemption arc, we just think that she deserves a good one. i guess y'all don't really care about your character enough to want a well-written arc for them, you just want your toxic yuri to be canon, even if it destroys both characters in the process.

also, "gaining their trust"? catra had to do nothing to gain anyone's trust. all she did was crawl into the room, looking all sad and pitiful, and glimmer and bow immediately forgave her. oh, catra killed glimmer's mom? who cares, she's such a cute kitty, how could you not forgive her?

and finally, we have the "it's just a children's cartoon!" excuse again. y'all know that you're just insulting your own favorite show, right? animation has proved to be a great vessel for good storytelling time and time again, yet here you are, belittling animation as a medium just so you can win an argument and excuse piss poor writing.

if nate just wanted to write a children's cartoon, he could have written something light-hearted and fun, like spongebob or phineas and ferb. no one told him to write a glorified she-ra fanfiction about war and abuse and attempted murder. if he chose to do that, we have the right to judge his writing by those standards.

[blortch]

Had a dream that I was watching a Mike and Jay livestream. Just them in chairs with a dark background. They were saying something like how they weren’t getting enough engagement or something, but they were also talking to me directly. I don’t know what they were saying and I fell asleep in the dream and when I woke up they were kissing but it was clearly a fake kiss so people would share it online. They brought the camera up close and it was more their 2 faces mashed up into each other than a real kiss lol

This ask made me remember I dreamt about them too last night 💀 without any kissies though. Wish I could remember...

[ducktracy]

randomly asked a bunch of friends and acquaintances what some of their favorite shorts/episodes/films, cartoon or otherwise so i could expand my horizons and got a lot of Urusei Yatsura in response, which puts this delightfully bizarre show back on my radar. this has been stuck in my head all day and it'd be criminal not to share this beautiful multi-media AND super fun city pop song. from the brilliant mind of Koji Nanke.

also, watch Urusei Yatsura. there are babies making Peanuts faces!

[ichthyorelationships]

an idea i invite anyone else to write about / run with lol....

the premise that The Change gets all messed up for alberto, say it's something that can happen from stress, &/or happens rarely and you just have to wait for it to resolve itself....used as some parallel to struggling through some emotional turbulence / upheaval / questioning / Realizing Things, etc etc

[seaofreverie]

Sparkstember Day 28: The Sparks Brothers

I'm not a movie person... So when I do actually rewatch a movie (I mean, even watch it, at ALL, haha) it must really mean that something is up. I mean, well, it also IS a thorough, highly enjoyable and visually appealing movie about a band that I've been so incredibly invested in for the past several months. So maybe it's a surprise that I don't watch it more often actually. Because one beautiful side-effect of seeing it each time was getting an unexpected and very strong surge of motivation to keep on going towards the things that matter to me the most, despite any and all obstacles that could appear on the way. Another side-effect of it is being happy and joyfull and being filled with warm feelings and thoughts for the whole following day at least. Usually up to 3 days afterwards actually.

But ok, of course, what I'm getting at is that the Maels' story is so incredibly inspirational. Seeing how they persevered through all those years and NEVER lost their spirit or their vision, never gave up... is not only moving but also something that reminds me that wow, so much *really* is possible. I spent so many years fully convinced that there are things that I'll never be able to achieve. And sure, some of them are indeed pretty unlikely to happen. But if you told me from even one year ago that I'd be making art daily and not dreading being so much as perceived anywhere in the great world (so, including the internet)... well, I would have not believed it at all. I really mean it when I say that I used to believe that there are things that I'll just never be able to do. It's like it was simply not meant for me to be able do it and have those experiences. And yet...!

There's a lot I owe Sparks and this is one of the biggest things I'll always be grateful for. They really changed my life for the better. Truly nothing else before them reaches the same degree of how much it helped me. And well, I'm saying this on TSB day because this is where this feeling of gratitude and feeling SO lucky becomes the strongest. And the beautiful thing about it all is that they were always just themselves. They had their vision, they knew what they wanted to do and didn't care about how it would be received. Which is such an important and meaningful message to me, I can't even express how huge it is to me to see these two people who only really had themselves and their endurance and got exactly where they wanted to be.

Alright, some less grandiose observations now. Well, let's start with the fact that this was by no means my introduction to Sparks but it still really cemented my love for them even more. I loved being reminded of their whole journey and learning more about it, and even moreso I loved being able to see more of their beautiful brotherly bond and their wonderful personalities. Truly no other people in this whole world make me as happy as them currently. And the brothers' sense of humour hits super close to mine, so this is also a time filled with genuine laughs (I die laughing at the absolutely true Sparks facts at the end EVERY TIME). And since I'm a huge fan of animation and mixed media art and such things, this was simply a joy to view for my more artistically-inclined side too.

And damn, those two hours and 15 minutes really fly by so fast. When I have to arrange a huge timeslot to watch it all in one go, because that's the only way to do it for me, and then it feels like no time has passed anyway. And even with so much being said there, it feels like there's still so much more to get to. But it's still enough to lift my spirits completely for a pretty long time. And to make me cry a lot of the time too... Absolutely impossible to not shed a tear by the end of it all. It's moving, it's funny as heck, it's super fun and it's absolutely beautiful and truly lifechanging. 💖

[bunnihearted]

🫖🐭☁️🍚

[hel7l7]

Now I'm begging for your love but no there's nothing left from you it's all too heavy for my heart to lose I guess the feeling was off, the tension extreme I'd laid on a cross, forsaken it seemed torn & ashamed, the cycle remains I'm draining us again I stripped myself of my health of my gratitude you move in waves so I chase just to sink with you If I'm just pulling you under Detach and move forward Don't look back here again

Too Heavy // The Plot in you