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@serasarc​

This wasn’t how it was suppose to end. It wasn’t like he could do anything  either, trapped like a rat really. Disgusting even to his mortal mind. Sheer stubbornness was why he’d even been lasting so long in this game of cat and mouse. This was no game for him, it was simply torture. It felt like the very fraction he was of his family, what he had of his father was being ripped away. It was agonizing, drawing short noises of pain from him every second he spent in this thick fog that swarmed the forest. Really every second was more blood being split, really he wasn’t surprised that more demons began to occupy the area, searching for his ‘mortal’ blood. It’s only then that the dirt becomes futile, the air suddenly surrounds his body and the next thing he knows is his body aches, face down in the dirt and on his side. 

He’d been caught, thrown into the air and he’d landed on his side. Blood staining the Robe of the Fire-Rat, which wasn’t new but it felt terrible deep down to have the precious accessory. Really he should have been paying more attention, not focusing so much on trying to get out. He should have just waited it out, hid in the trees or something. His muscles strained, pushing his front half of his body up to glance. To see the writhing monstrosity of the demons body, ugh tentacles really? Was that just becoming mainstream now? Disgusting.  It’s the fact something cold runs through his entire body and he can’t move. Something rips away from him and it’s like his body has gone numb. He can feel the limbs coil around his torso, lifting his limp frame into the air. A glance down reveals the gaping jaw with saliva dripping from horrendously sharp teeth, the fog was coming from this thing. It...paralyzed him. He’d fought against geese with more empathy and skill than this thing, using dirty tactics to get what it wanted. He could hear the whispers, the other demons gathered around to see if they could scavenge anything of his soon to be dead body.

Instead the limb suddenly coils around his body so fiercely feeling and movement comes rushing back and a guttural scream emits form his throat. It feels like a rib popped or snapped, his body writhing in agony as he can’t move to try and appeal his injury, it’s targeting his earlier wound. Small fractions of it’s limbs gripping into his flesh and digging deeper into it. It feels like it’s going to tear him apart from the inside out! A choked noise escapes him as blood drips from his wounds, his injuries and mouth. It was doing everything it could to get every last noise out of him until he finally perished. He couldn’t even stop his body from reacting, from each agonizing noise drawn from his throat until finally it’s a mangled choke, nothing left as he’s finally dropped. To the jaws of death waiting below him.

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[lesbiancharliedalton]

everyone just likes to talk about how "chill" arnold was and just reminisce on the days when they used to watch hey arnold when they were 7 and how good it was etc etc but it's not until you watch it later on when you begin to realize that it's not a good show purely because of nostalgic value, but it is a good show purely becauseit is a good show.a lot of shows don't hold up, i mean like i freely admit some of the stuff i liked as a kid is not good and upon rewatching it as an "adult" i realize yeah this doesn't hold up

but i appreciate hey arnold a lot more now than i did as a kid. i've always loved it but you never quite realize just how ... like, groundbreaking it is. it featured probably one of the biggest cast of characters i've ever seen and each character was unique in their own way. they had realistic, flawed, rounded personalities and problems. the setting was also unique--almost every show i've seen takes place in the suburbs of someplace and the families are almost always upper-middle-class but hey arnold takes place in the inner city. arnold lives in a boarding house where many of the residents struggle to pay rent.

on top of that, arnold isn't even necessarily the "main character" of his own show. there are some episodes where he's hardly present at all. he's always there, but he's not always the focus. almost every single character got at least one episode dedicated to them, and helga is one of the best fictional characters i've seen in my entire life

idk it's just such a fucking good show and it doesn't sugarcoat anything

helga has a shitty life. a really shitty life. not as shitty as it could be but it's pretty bad. her parents are neglectful. her dad is a hot-headed businessman who has no time for his family and her mother is a depressed alcoholic who fell out of love with her husband. they only spend time paying attention to helga's sister olga, who is completely out of touch with reality and strives to be as perfect as she can possibly be--which isn't surprising, considering that's the thing her parents bring up constantly--how perfect and great she is.

the episode "pigeon man" teaches us that sometimes people who don't fit in just will never exactly fit in with everybody else--and it's not their fault, it's the fault of other people. the christmas episode depicts the fall of saigon during the vietnam war, "parents day" reveals that arnold's parents went missing after their airplane vanished, etc etc. there are just so many stories that this show tells and it doesn't sugarcoat one of them, not a single one. some episodes end up with everybody unhappy. sometimes the main conflict isn't solved. at the end of "the list", an incredibly upset arnold pouts on the rooftop of the boarding house, but his grandma sings an old song that says he should just look up whenever he's feeling bad, and things will be okay. the main moral of the show, from what i have gathered, seems to be "really crappy things happen all the time, and there's nothing you can do about it, but just keep looking up and you'll find happiness hidden away somewhere" and i think that's probably the best message you can give to people.