“riff raff, street rat, i dont buy that”
yeah we know you dont buy that aladdin
you steal everything
The thiinnggg that makes Onceler so terribly, god-fucking-awfully sad is that he embraces the label of being an irredeemable asshole
Once he realises how he’s been acting he just gives up and takes it. He knows what he deserves and he lets it happen. He lets his mother maul him verbally without reacting at all and you can see in his eyes when all the animals leave he wishes they HAD wanted to attack him. It’d be better than watching them forlornly walk away, bearing the punishment rather than him.
You can tell that if anybody had wanted to step up and punch him, he would’ve held still and waited for the blow.
Then, when Ted has to deal with him, he’s become a fabled dangerous rumour, more a creature than a man. He’s put up deterrants to make himself seem nasty, constructed traps to prove that he’s not safe and to keep anyone from trying to reach him. His home has only gotten worse, being poisoned and crumbling instead of poisoned and new.
It’s like as soon as everything fell apart he had nothing left in him to go on any more. No energy for a second chance. No excuses. He finally realised how he’d treated the only beings that were ever nice to him and the shame of it was so godawful he held his hands up and accepted it and just stopped trying.
He has all these layers of someone who doesn’t care. The inability to empathise. The disaffected demeanor he develops and proudly wears. The run-down rickety house he doesn’t fix up and the signs to keep everyone away and the hazardous traps to force them away. Not giving a shit about people starts at the edges of his psyche and rushes in until it claims his entire personality.
And it only happened because he actually cared way too much, about the wrong people, and the wrong thing. He’s bursting with determination and devotion. He just can’t wait for the day that somebody needs him back. He’s so eager for that validation that everything he sees as being in his way gets written off as an acceptable loss on the way to being loved. That’s just how badly he wants it.
He realises too late that by trying that hard, he’s ruined the only happiness he never knew he had, and he’s become the same blind, uncaring fools he kept on chasing. He gave up his empathy, and his promise, to be one of them and stop being excluded and teased, without realising it meant repeating the same lack of care and attention they gave him.
He made his bed and then he has to lie in it. When everybody’s gone, he looks at that raw yearning for acceptance and denies it to himself forever, so he can become the sour, acerbic, kindless person he unknowingly chose to become.
i love how some days one is just like
an adorable ass nubcat and then the next its like
hes eating his own flesh
Rise of the Guardians AU: Iron Man 3
tumblr user kudalyn asked me to upload all my nubcat drawings so here we go im gonna do em in photosets so this is round 1
part 4 when he was blind and also a nubcat
AW MAN WHAT YOU CAN UPLOAD 10 AT A TIME I THOUGHT IT WAS ONLY 9?? anyway 7th and final part
Vinny Santorini (Atlantis: the Lost Empire) // We done a lot of things we’re not proud of. Robbing graves, eh, plundering tombs, double parking. But, nobody got hurt. Well, maybe somebody got hurt, but nobody we knew.
my hands slipped
it’s transparent btw
and we almost forgot his butt
What if the trolls went to human high school but like everyone knew what trolls were so it wasn’t as weird but still like what if
orangelemonart asked you:
Allow me to make you sadder/ What if he ran into alpha Feferi and she did the same thing because the newly dead often don’t remember that they are dead or how they died and think their memories cut off months prior often so she is shooshing him and comforting him and then she remembers.
HDASKF YOU’RE KILLING MEE nOOO
Here’s a serious advice. Even the nicest people have their limits. Don’t try to reach that point because the nicest people are also the scariest assholes when they’ve had enough.