#this is a real clip btw

[imhyperfixatingrn]

Lab partners haha where have I seen this beforeee,,

[destructo-range]

'helen is so underdevelopped as a character!' 'helen's boring!' stfu u just don't like her bc she's a woc and because she doesn't behave exactly like michael. yall put so much effort into developping michael's character inside your minds and completely look over her because she's 'poorly written.' stop.

[neolxzr]

OK so heres some of my favorite things that were talked about during the enter the florpus commentary thing yesterday:

one of jhonen's favorite things in the whole movie is the writing in zim's kitchen that says "do anything is real?"

they clarified specifically that gir was not lying and he did in fact eat a baby at the crazy taco

gir smells REALLY bad. theres like rotting organic matter in his body at all times. he stinks

zim's human suit is made out of actual human skin

zim is acting drunk on nacho cheese during that scene in his house because richard horvitz recorded it while drunk

they planned to have this whole thing with tak's ship only agreeing to go to moo-ping 10 because it knows tak is there. they wouldve shown her in silhouette during that brief explosion and she wouldve stowed away on the ship without anyone knowing and then wouldve shown up towards the end of the movie, but they decided to cut it out

zim did not need to frame membrane for a crime in order to get him into space prison and likely just tossed the guards like 5 bucks for it. its a shady place. they did specify though that if he did frame him for something, it would have been jaywalking

they pointed out during that scene where zim is celebrating peace day on dib's lawn that zim's reaction to seeing dib was very much genuine and that's just how his brain works. he is genuinely surprised to see him pop out of his own house. (they also described his reaction as like "being surprised to see your best friend")

the ham joke was ABSOLUTELY CRITICAL to the film and at some point jhonen remembered it and was like GUYS. WE ALMOST FORGOT THE HAM

there was supposed to be this joke where it cuts to and from gaz and dib in tak's ship and they would've had to stop at like a warp station or something and theyd be waiting in a long queue of spaceships and the radio is broken in the ship so theyre stuck listening to that one song. then itd cut to them like totally braindead drooling from listening to it for so long. and then a little later itd cut back a FINAL time and theyd know all of the words and both be singing along to it. but this was also cut out so only the last bit remained

when asked "who would win: minimoose or mrs. bitters?" the answer was along the lines of "neither, i think all of us lose in that scenario"

the tallest are just two dudes who happen to be the same height and therefore have to share the same job. they are not brothers and they are also not gay lovers ("as much as you want them to be, they are not. there is no love in this universe")

skooge is in fact alive and lives in zim's basement. they wanted to keep the number of "hey remember this thing from the tv show!" moments to a minimum so he was not mentioned in the movie. but he is there

[lemonlimestar]

"masc greta hayes” i say into the mic. the crowd boos. i begin to walk off in shame, when a voice speaks and commands silence from the room. "they’re right," it says. i look for the owner of the voice. there in the second row stands: greta hayes, herself

[emwallas176]

Just gonna put this here to showcase how badly the Smallville writers fumbled the bag with this one.

I aM tHe ViLlAiN oF tHiS sToRy.... yeah okay. You messed up a perfectly good character is what you did.

[burningcrab]

his smile......

[kittycity]

Thinking about Sinbad (2003) and how from Proteus' perspective it's a tragedy.

Like imagine that completely by fate, you meet your childhood bestie (love of your life ?) after not hearing from them for 10 YEARS and (other than a few hiccups) your dynamic is almost exactly the same as you remember it. You laugh, you tease and make banter so easily, you have so much fun together, more fun than you've had in all these years because you've been stuck training and preparing to run a kingdom and suddenly you're a kid again. It feels SO GOOD.

But then reality hits again and you're disappointed, but you understand how this goes, this part is familiar. You part ways, but not before reaching out one last time to your best friend (and, again, perhaps the love of your life), one more hopeful shot that they could stay this time. Still, you're not getting your hopes up.

To your surprise, they take the invitation. They show up in your life again and you feel so much joy and color return in the blink of an eye. You know they probably won't be interested in your comparatively boring life, but you show it to them anyways. You welcome them (and their weird new friends) into your home. You introduce them to the people who are important to you, including the person you're bound to marry.

Then, it all goes to shit. Your friend is accused of betraying you, but you love them. Like a fool, you still love them so much. So, you put all your faith in them like you did so long ago and sacrifice yourself to give them a chance.

And then you're stuck, literally locked away for God knows how long while you hope you didn't just make the worst mistake of your life for someone you haven't seen for a decade.

And then your fiance, one of the most important people in your life, someone you love and care deeply about, disappears. No one knows where she could have gone.

And then, you're alone. Again. And you know you could actually meet your end like this, surrounded by voices telling you you're either a fool or a traitor. Maybe you're both.

When the time comes, you really believe that you are a fool. You're about to die and you must have been delusional to believe the love you felt was real, that it mattered.

But it does, in the end. You don't die. Your best friend and your fiance are back in your life and you're all safe and together. You think for a moment that maybe you can find that joy again, after everything. That things can be different now.

Then, you realize that it won't. Because the people you love most now love each other and you could never deny either of them their happiness. So, you give them your blessing and watch as they leave, pretending that your heart hasn't been left in pieces.

In the end, you're alone, and even being King couldn't give you what you really want.

What the hell.

[knightowl-studios]

Portrait commission for Avmire on Flight Rising. This one took much longer than I expected, but I think it really turned out well in the end :] Getting to draw an Undertide for the first time was so fun, too!

[satirn]

these freaks make me SICK

[morrigan-sims]

who says adventurers can't dress cute?

aka: "I spent almost three hours giving Zen new outfits and took 140 screenshots of them."

[marsbotz]

ok this one is pretty fun still

[linka-from-captain-planet]

I'm sure it's a coincidence that they wound up in perfect yearning formation

[hmrcasual]

I made this really dumb thing in Procreate Dreams for my super cool friend @tripp-pants-sora. They got a huge kick out of it so I figured I’d post it here

[alesodiabo666]

shake mulher pq eu sou beijador de mulheres e quero ser beijador do shake tb.alias shake se tivesse pinto

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[moonbeamunson]

im so sorry for making this…

[sharffffff]

“So Sty, I want you to kill me. Kill the monster, slay the beast.”

Gravel’s voice rang in Sty’s ears, his vision almost blinded by rage, everything painted in different shades of red. Oh, how he wanted to hear those words - but how he hated hearing them, too. Seeing light drain from Gravel’s eyes, seeing blood pour out from numerous wounds left after Sty was done with him - just a day ago, he would’ve jumped on the opportunity, he would’ve followed it through, and even now, his hand instinctively clutched onto the knife’s handle, few quick strikes following through, sliding across Gravel’s armor, leaving red streaks where its blade met his flesh-

But then Sty stopped. Vision no longer clouded in red, instead still and cold and as clear as ever. Gravel didn’t deserve it. And no, it wasn’t some bullshit about “Everyone deserves to live, even people like him!” Oh no, no no no no no, Gravel deserved so much more than just death. Death would be freeing him from shackles of life, freeing him from guilt, freeing him of everything he has ever done, giving him just what he wants. Why would Sty ever do that? Why would Sty ever give him a forgiveness of death? Death would be merciful, death would be peaceful, and Gravel deserved none of that. He deserved so much worse. 

“Kill me! Kill me, Sty!” Gravel’s voice was desperate, as he crept closer to Sty, almost pressing himself against the blade of his knife. He was looking for a coward’s way out, a way to escape everything he’s ever done without paying the price. Death would be a gift, and Sty was not in a gift giving mood. 

“No. You deserve so much worse.” Sty’s unblinking gaze met with Gravel’s, who seemed just so desperate to die it made Sty almost disgusted. If Gravel tried giving him a fight, he maybe would’ve given him the luxury of death, but with this pathetic display? He didn’t deserve it.

“Just kill me, Sty, please!” As Gravel tried pressing himself against Sty’s knife even harder, Sty wiped the blood away from its blade and sheathed it. He wouldn’t want to give Gravel any chances to get safety from what was to come next, and oh lord, Gravel was going to suffer for each moment he made Sty suffer. For each moment he made 4C, Luanne or Katie suffer. For each moment he made Apo suffer. Sty was going to pay it back tenfold for each one of them, of his teammates, and even more after that still. Gravel wasn’t getting out of his revenge unscathed. 

“As much as I want to see the light leave your eyes, I just don’t think that’s what you need. And you need oh so much worse. This is too good for you, death is too good for you.” Oh how much Sty wanted to follow through with what Gravel was asking him for. He had dreamed about doing this, about cutting Gravel into hundreds of little pieces, about slashing his throat as he looked straight into his eyes - but he just couldn’t do it. Not right now. Not while Gravel was at his lowest. 

Sty had to let him wallow in the despair - and then bring him lower still. Show him just how much worse his life can get. And only then, only when Gravel has suffered for every action he has ever done, after he has lost the spark within him, after he has nothing else left to lose, nothing else left to live for, nothing else to call home, nothing to cling on to - only then Sty would allow him the release of death. And it would come as a blessing.

“Enjoy your life, Gravel!” And so he left, leaving Gravel covered in blood in the arena, knowing he wouldn’t have the strength to finish what Sty started. Knowing Sty would get the chance to ruin him completely, to bring down every wall around him, to burn his whole world down - and watch the light leave his eyes without ever taking his life. Instead just taking everything that ever could’ve made his life worth living. And oh how he anticipated this revenge to come to the fruition. How excited he was for the coming days.