"Kevin isn't that bad it's not like he beats her, why does she need to kill him or fake her death, just get divorced" you are the point of the show, you are missing the crucial reveal. Allison sees Kevin in every single scene as she does their last scene together, but we as the audience aren't privy to that and we only see sitcom Kevin which is Kevin's self perception. He is not suddenly becoming scary and threatening to her. He was like that the whole time. We only see Allison's feelings about Kevin and the aftermath of her interactions with Kevin -- this is the ONLY time we see Kevin from her POV except for the brief initial breaking of the sitcom cam. Every other time we see Kevin on screen it's from Kevin's POV. Even after she cuts her hand we only see the bandage in her singular pov when she is away from kevin, but when it shifts back to sitcom Kevin it's gone.... We do not see the reality of her interactions with Kevin, that's the point of the show!!! Because when Kevin is on screen, it's Kevin's world! We only see Kevin from anyone else's lens in ONE scene at the end, which is when Allison decides to leave, so yes the sitcom cam "softens his abuse" but it also just fully acts as an unreliable narration because we never literally see Kevin from anyone else's POV until the series finale so every time Kevin is on screen it isn't even an accurate portrayal of what's happening, it's Kevin's perception of what's happening. Allison has viewed him like that the entire show, we as the audience just did not get to witness that POV until the end
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*screeching incoherently cuz i finally started catching up with BNHA's manga-*
LIKE WHAT DO YOU MEAN THAT 'YOUR WEAKNESS IS SOMETHING ALLMIGHT LACKED AND IT SEEING YOU GET UP AGAIN AND AGAIN MAKES THEM WANT TO DO IT TOO'- LIKE????? IF ALL MIGHT WAS A SYMBOL OF PEACE BECAUSE HE WAS THAT OVERWHELMING FORCE THAT KEPT VILLAINS IN LINE JUST BY EXISTING, DEKU IS THE FORCE THAT KEEPS REGULAR PEOPLE WANTING TO FIGHT ON AND IT'S??? SO FITTING?? CUZ EVEN TODAY LIKE THE REAL ISSUE ISN'T SOME HUGE EXTERNAL EVIL WHERE MOST PEOPLE- REGULAR PEOPLE ARE GENUINELY GOOD YA KNOW? WE'RE KINDA COMPLACENT IN THE MODERN WORLD AND WE'VE FORGOTTEN HOW TO FIGHT AND DEKU IS THE REASON WHY THEY STILL FIGHT ON DESPITE FEELING WEAK I AM SO NOT OKAY ABOUT THIS AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
JUST CUZ THEY CAN'T SEE THEMSELVES IN ALL MIGHT WHEN A SITUATION IS HOPELESS, THEY TURN TO HIM BUT THEY SEE THEMSELVES IN MIDORIYA, WHO WON'T STOP FIGHTING DESPITE BEING WEAKER AND I'M JUST SO EMOTIONAL ABOUT THIS CUZ THIS KID JUST-
#wipwednesday! i'm making some decent progress in this fic and if i bully myself enough i think i might manage a rough draft by halloween. (she says, knowing full well she likely won't.) in the meantime, have some quiet zolu cuddles on the deck. zoro's tired. luffy's giving him two minutes before he vibrates out of his arms and slingshots them both across the ship. // text under the cut:
Luffy sits behind him again, propped up against the mast with an arm draped across him and he’s frigid in the temperate air. He sits up, twists like he means to pull away, but Luffy’s gaze is fixed on him, watching him, so he shifts in the tight quarters that is the space between his knees. As he tilts his head back his eyes don’t move, and it’s a powerful thing to be the sole focus of Monkey D. Luffy, terrible and bright and reduced to a pin prick, and he’s still watching as he moves forward to wind his arms around his waist.
The angle is awkward, and his nose presses into Luffy’s sternum before he gets the message and leans back, leaving him lying in his lap, cheek pressed against his stomach where he can hear it gurgle and the beat of his heart.
“I thought we weren’t supposed to get up to stuff like this out on the deck,” Luffy says, Zoro knelt in the grass and buried in his waist. He hums when he doesn’t answer, another question lost in the sound, but he doesn’t ask it in favor of smoothing a hand up his back, fingers trawling through his hair. Zoro stills against the feeling, tries not to think, tries to ignore the lingering burn of salt and bile in the back of his throat, and the pads of Luffy’s fingers press into the knobs of his spine.
He tilts and leans, and then Zoro can feel arms wrapping around his waist twice over before Luffy folds over him with a soft laugh, forehead pressed into the small of his back.
“Zoro’s kinda weird sometimes,” he says, more to himself than anything. His voice gets lost in the material of his haramaki, and he turns his head to rest his cheek against it. “I don’t mind though.” Dragging in another breath he tightens his grip to the point where his sides will be sore but won’t bruise. He sits up again a few minutes later, resuming dragging his fingers through his hair in nonsensical patterns, never quite scratching at the scalp, and then tracing along the shell of his ear.
Zoro closes his eye.
Mostly I draw characters' heads in front or 3/4 view, or something in between, and rarely in profile. There's a reason for that! It's quite simple, really, it's because drawing profiles is *strangles drawing instrument with immense frustration*
Mmmmmmm ok so im very sorry folks, I meant to make some TCM content today but I got really busy and ended up not being at home so i didnt get a chance to make anything post worthy. rip... I will post some tho!! I'll make up for this i swear!! I'll finish stuff up so I can post it!!!! forgive me!
but uhhhh even tho today was busy, i did have a little bit of tequila when i was out in this evening after everything,,,, so when i did come home i actually just decided to rewatch Phantom of the Paradise instead of doing anything else like productive? (sorry again)
ive sobered up a little more now and i need to sleep but God damn man. it was so good to see the movie again. my husband was in disbelief the entire time. he both loved and hated it. he says it isnt a movie. I love the movie so much. the scene with The Phantom SPRINTING down the hall always kills me. it's such a raw shaky cam shot of him BOOKING IT i laugh so hard
and oh yeah,,, Winslow Leach. i love that tall nerd with the big blue eyes and thick-ass glasses and turtleneck sweater and fluffy hair!!! hes so fucking awkward and overly passionate and ugh! but also when he is the world's dorkiest goth bird man in the bodysuit with the black makeup im???? in love. im IN. love. i pretty much screamed in joy every time Winslow Leach was on screen bc I love that FUCKING DORK I LOVE HIM!!!! like why am I like this? why lmao
im gonna post all the fanart I've saved of this movie too bc it's all beautiful and amazing and I cant get enough. and yeah also the art and stuff I have too and some more tcm bc im still also obsessed with that too heehee
also the favoritism thing is still making me so fucking mad and insane btw. im not jealous / resentful of my brother bc he deserves her love and is also burdened in his own ways by it and bc i think my drama w my mom has shaped my life in profound ways and given me friends i cherish and i would never trade any of that for the world but jesus fucking christ. why do i have to beg you to interact with me like a mother. why do i have to talk to me at all beyond asking me to do you 847439473 favors a day. why do i have to beg you to take an interest in my life and apologize when you hurt me and be nurturing and perceptive for once in your fucking life. like it hurts to hear her asking him about his classes and whatever bc she didn’t think i was stressed out w school but i had to talk to a ****** hotline last decemver when i couldn’t take it anymore and my mental health was crashing and burning and it doesn’t even fucking matter to her at all and she’s going to get him the nice gifts and throw him the nice parties and whatever because she hates me and my sister for… and let me get this straight… being complicated and anxious and depressed and also girls. lol!