Littlesparrow-chan - Sparrow

Headcanons ahoy~ that were too hard for me to tell in one image so a short comic instead |D With lower effort, so no backgrounds and a little less effort on the colors and trying to get heights exactly right. Maddie is also way easier to draw than Tom X'D

I fully support the idea that Knuckles and Shadow are momma's boys, and that Shadow is a physical affection type of person which leads to hand holding often.

Dude, can you imagine looking in your Alternative dimension evil counterpart's eyes and seeing every bit of your self-harming and suicidal tendencies manically smiling back at you?

This moment is absolutely insane. Griffe Noire's entire face is twitching because he's THIS eager to proof his good counterpart Chat Noir wrong that he has any power over him. That ANYONE has any power over him that could actually hurt him, just like our Adrien is forced in basically every dynamic he has to hide away his negative emotions bc it could bother or inconvenience someone.

It's one of the most extreme coping mechanisms regarding emotional and physical vulnerability or helplessness. Deliberately tanking any kind of pain to "proof" that NOTHING anyone can do "could possibly hurt or break you".

This is by far the most unhinged and insane Griffe Noire is in the special. His TRULY worst sides only comes out when he interacts with our Adrien/Chat Noir which really brings home just how much self-loathing Alt Adrien (or let's be real, this is still a reflection of our Adrien too) internalized

Which in turn then made their later bonding moment of mutual and unconditional self-acceptance all the more important for both of their paths to healing.

The fact that in "TMNT: Mutant Mayhem", because Splinter is not the turtles' Sensei nearly as much as he is their father, we see just about every time he is on-screen he loves them all equally. Yes, Leo is still the Daddy's Boy, and it was probably Splinter who named him "leader", but not of it carries the "golden student" aspect. Splinter expects all boys to watch their backs, and he acts as such. That grounding scene makes it obvious. He tells all the boys he loves them, he tells all the boys they are amazing, he tells all the boys they are everything he has.

And guess what? All turtles love him equally. Leo is the most obedient and respectful, but his brothers too accept their punishment without starting a discussion or lashing out (Raph doesn't even express direct anger at Splinter as walks out to their room). They all do groceries for their dad, just the way he asks. They quickly go home when he asks them to do so quickly. All of them are emotioned beyond words when Splinter rouses them to save New York and finally get the acceptance and adoration they deserve.

For all his flaws, Splinter always made the turtles aware that they're loved, and they also are glad to have him know that. It's true that, compared to their other incarnations, the boys and their dad are not such extraordinary figters (though learning Ninjutsu from movies takes a lot of talent), but they are one happy, weird family.

Okay. I watched Lupin Zero a while back and I’m losing my goddamn MIND over the metaphor of Lupin, a thief, stealing Jigen’s heart. It has been MONTHS and it plagues my mind still. I’m practically tearing my hair out.

Like… Imagine you are a boy. A lonely boy, a boy who’s been hurt his entire life, a boy who was given a gun at the age of five and taught to kill mercilessly without hesitation. You’re constantly told you’re not good enough, that nobody will ever want you for you, that you’ll only ever be a weapon; you’re worth nothing more than that, nothing less. The more skill you have, the more value you hold; if you do a job well you’ll be worth something, if you fail you’ll probably get beat or tossed out, considered less than dirt by your own shitty father. You’re not a boy, not really. You’re a gun, and the minute you miss a shot you’re worthless. You learn that no, you can’t be a kid—being a kid is not for you. You don’t have time for stupid birthday parties or immature little kid games when you’re too busy fighting in war zones or getting shot at in Cambodia. You teach yourself not to feel; remorse and regret are pointless when you’re a hitman, and so is love—you never have childhood crushes or fancy any of the pretty girls at your school. You think it’s stupid. You’ve never been interested in girls anyway, and your father once threatened to shoot you if you ever tried the alternative, so you lock your heart away, stuff it into a box and cram it into a safe and set fifty different code-combination locks and wrap chains around it so that you can’t feel.

And then one day, some skinny rich kid with sticky fingers shows up, and just won’t leave you alone. Okay, you think to yourself. No biggie. He’s just some spoiled brat with too much time on his hands who doesn’t know what he’s getting into. But then this kid starts treating you like you’re worth something, like you’re some sort of treasure he values, something he wants to chase; and not for your quick draw, either. This monkey-faced little brat seems to only want to know more about you, and play stupid kid games with you. He’s annoying, but the trouble he gets into is fun enough, even if you always end up having to bail him out. You find out that this kid is a thrill-seeker, and much to your surprise, he considers you thrilling. You’ve never had friends before, but this feels like something else. The way he looks at you makes your stomach fuzzy with a feeling you’re not entirely sure what to think of, and no matter how many times you walk away you always find yourself drawn to him. You’re reminded of what your father threatened to do at that, so you tuck that feeling away with all the others.

But then, this bastard “friend” of yours does something you never expected; he chips away at the walls you’ve built, carefully picks the locks holding chains around your heart with nimble, practiced fingers. He pries at that safe of yours like it’s fun, like it’s some sort of challenge for him (he likes challenges, you’ve come to find) and finds out those combinations of yours with thieving expertise. And then, as if none of your past matters, as if all those thousands of walls of defence you built and security lasers you set and safety precautions you took are absolutely nothing to him, he reaches forward and places a skinny hand over your chest and takes what he wants, like he’s always done. He holds you in the palm of his hand like you’re something precious, a valued piece of artwork in a renowned museum that he’s taken the liberty of nabbing, and you let him. You let him steal you like some pretty piece of jewelry. You let him pull you from the shitty life you live with that shitty dad of yours and steal you away, even though you’re scared out of your mind of intimacy. You’re alone in the dark of that cramped little safe that you’ve locked yourself away in your entire life, and he picks the lock with a bobby pin and reaches for you and grabs your hand; and then suddenly, you’re not so alone anymore. Suddenly you’re more than a gun, you’re Jigen Daisuke, and Lupin the Third wants you like he would a priceless ruby on display in the hall of a rich man’s mansion.

DO YOU SEE MY VISION, PEOPLE??!? DO YOU SEE IT!!?!1!?

WHY IS HE JUST?? SITTING LIKE THAT HDKLJGKJ??

no cuz i spent half my shift last night thinking about bruise sky/land parallels and how it happens at least twice in the show and then i got home from work and crashed before i could articulate

what do you mean there's two traumatic instances of jay being in the sky while cole is below him what do you mean cole had to watch jay get kidnapped while helpless on the ground and jay had to watch cole plummet to the earth while helpless in the sky. what do you mean their elements are literally the sky and the earth. what do you mean they did that

WHAT DO YOU MEAN THEY DO IT TWICE THEY MAKE ME ILL

something so fucked up about Chat Noir’s whole deal is that he is in a lot of ways Adrien playing a character. Like Adrien picked up his miraculous and was told he’d be a superhero so he was like “ok, time to act like a superhero!” and he lets himself have fun w it and play up the role and let loose and kind of just allow himself to be silly and goofy and have fun and for once in his life not care about performing Perfection™.

But. But none of the other characters KNOW THAT. So everyone just sees Chat Noir and is like “look at this guy’s ego. He’s so full of himself. Surely it’d be fair to knock him down a few pegs” without being aware of how few pegs he actually HAS. He’s like the “insecure character who overcompensates in ego” trope except he’s really not doing it unironically, he’s just having a fun LARP pretending to have self worth in his off-hours but nobody else is on the same page about it being a game and he refuses to tell them. He just dramatically pouts about it and lets them laugh and pretends like he’s not internalizing it and it is almost 3 am and my brain forced me to write this instead of sleeping I’m gonna take a melatonin

Highmoon TF: ONE concept art, Cybertron

Where are my fanfics where the queen goes full feral after S2 and takes no ones shit (least of all the Kings (you believed him Louis, over me, and you'll be paying me back for that the rest of our lives)) instead of becoming too catious and subdued in fear of her position

The fics where she says fuck you I am the queen of France and these are my Musketeers

Where she calls the boys her friends and calls on them as her regular guard just so they can hang out and turns her nose up at Louis when he seeths about it

Where she has our 4 musketeers raise her son, the future king of France, because she knows that this county that is hers now deserve better than the type of King Louis would raise

Where she writes to them at the front to check on them and to provide intel on Spain because she was a Spanish princess but now she is Queen of France and that is who she it. The woman that forces her was into the war councils to beat knowledge of Spanish politic and land and strategy into the men that have led her county into war (the war her marriage was supposed to prevent the the first place)

Fics where she gossips and spends time with Constance talking about their musketeers, where she's snubbed by the king at another ball so goes to her noble Athos for a dance instead, where she asks Porthos to teach her how to defend herself, where she teases D'Artagnan about being a baby musketeer so he tells her all the embarrassing stories about the other three that they would never want her to know until she is crying with laughter, and yes, when she tells Aramis not to go because she needs a friend and if you leave people will still talk but then I would be alone so he stays

Because I want all the fics

By far the best glow up of the season