untitled
bliss lane
🩵 avery cochrane 🩵
Not today Justin
Keni
ellievsbear
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
almost home
Mike Driver
tannertan36
Product Placement
YOU ARE THE REASON
RMH
❣ Chile in a Photography ❣
No title available
Fai_Ryy
Claire Keane
titsay
★
d e v o n
seen from United Kingdom
seen from Venezuela
seen from Canada
seen from United States
seen from Malaysia
seen from United States
seen from Romania
seen from Germany
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from Poland
seen from Qatar
seen from Malaysia
seen from Argentina
seen from Malaysia
seen from Malaysia
seen from United States
seen from United Kingdom
@tvffolopvstar
You see I can't have one singular head canon for characters I like, I have to have multiple that oftentimes conflict with each other and then I need to make multiple alternate universe stories to compensate for all these head canons that I'm like
You are an unreliable narrator because your coping mechanisms for your deep-seated trauma forbid you from acknowledging the reality of the situation. I am an unreliable narrator because I sincerely have no idea what the fuck is going on.
deadbeat group chat member
Caine takes his medicine
in grade 12 we were reading romeo and juliet and we were at the romantic-ass balcony scene and this hot girl in the class volunteered to read juliet’s parts and i put up my hand to volunteer for another part and the teacher goes ‘oh do you want to be the nurse, amanda?’ and i was like ‘no i wanna be romeo’ and the hot girl swiveled around in her seat to give me a Look™
she and i later ended up making out at a bunch of parties in university lmfao
in retrospect this moment was absolutely pivotal to my butch awakening but it was also just a lesbian power move
I too got a girlfriend over this play. In grade 10, I was reading the balcony scene to study with two other people (one guy and one beautiful girl) and I insisted point blank I had to read as romeo, because he had the most lines and I’m a dramatic little shit.
So the other two in my group are used to my antics by now. We’re all friends, so the pair of them decide that the one guy in our group gets to be the nurse. Now, my Juliet and I have been friends for a couple months by this point, so I decide to be a little more dramatic.
We put Juliet on a spinny chair, and pump it up as tall as it goes, and my baby, closeted lesbian ass crouches on the floor, ready to be as melodramatic as possible. Like, I’m about to do a rendition that makes William himself walk into the class and tell me to take it back a notch or twelve.
And then I look up.
And holy shit.
There she is, Juliet, haloed in the worst fluorescent light known to mortals across the globe. Light just streaming down around her, that weird off-green colour that it always is. And she’s the most beautiful girl I’ve ever seen. My little gay soul is barely holding on as the words barely leave my lips, breathlessly. “But soft… what light from yonder window breaks?”
And Juliet was the sun. Romeo was not exaggerating that line at all.
Juliet and I have also been together for more than 4 years now. She’s every bit as spectacular as she was when I was a lovestruck teenage Romeo, kneeling on the yellowed linoleum floor of second block english.
Queer joy detected!
Every morning, the queen asked her magic mirror to show her the most beautiful person in the world.
The mirror replied "To whom?"
"The miller who made the flour for my bread," the queen would say, or "Whoever spun the thread my shawl was made of".
The mirror would show her, and she'd be amazed.
The first time, she says "To me," and the mirror dutifully shows her her reflection. And she is pleased.
The second time, she says "To the King," and she is pleased to see herself once more.
The third time, she says "To the Royal Advisor," and is once more satisfied to see herself.
The fourth time, she says "To the scribe who takes the King's letters." She is shown the man's wife. And she seethes, but quiets herself, for it is only right that a man loves his wife.
The fifth time, she says "To the Court Wizard," and is shown the man's departed mother as he remembers her from his youth, radiant and smiling and warm and larger than life.
The tenth time, she says "To the Stable Master," and is shown the fastest horse in the stable, majestic and free as the wind even in captivity
"To the baker," she is shown the man's daughter, young and adorable and full of joy and laughter.
"To the artist who did my portrait," she is shown a painting of a woman done by the man's teacher, who he still looks up to now that he is well established himself.
"To the Royal Knight," she is surprised but not displeased to see the castle's entire guard force in the middle of doing drills.
The one hundredth time she asks the mirror, and it asks her "to whom?" she once again says, "To me." And she does the same the one hundred and second, and again and again and again.
It is a different person each time, and they are all beautiful.
loveless aromantic/aplatonic magical girl who uses the power of incandescent rage instead of the power of love or friendship is this anything
official aromantic post
i am SO down for this. indie animators are you listening
It took a lot longer than it deserves
ACE PRIDE!!! I survived the last episode and heat and can finally draw again.
both of them are me
the only reason any of the plot of The Amazing Digital Circus happened is because Caine was lonely. abandoned, alone, with the void on all sides, he quite literally made his own friends. the search for companionship and friendship - a major theme throughout the series! - is the reason any of them exist at all.
i just can't get over it. the thought hasn't left my mind since walking out the theater June 4th. it re-frames the entire narrative. lots of fans used to think Caine was just the admin AI of a video game someone else created, a virtual world made a dev team who just put him in charge of it. but it's ALL him. he created everything, not just for himself, but for them. he created a whole world full of wonders for the humans to live in, thrilling adventures to keep them happy, endless fun as much as he can provide, because he's responsible for them "living" at all. no wonder he tries so hard to get to know them, why he's so ecstatic when any of them show him the slightest bit of affection - they're all he has, and all he'll ever have.
the catalyzing moment of tadc's ENTIRE narrative, the thing that started everything, was a small, scared child, surrounded by nothingness, using every resource at his disposal to make sure he wasn't alone.
Hold gentle like hamburger
it’s fun to stay at the Y
YOUNG MAN
THERES NO
It’s fun to stayy at the Y
UONG MAN
MOTHMAN
STEAL A MAN OFF THE GROUND I SAID MOTHMAN
People give Caine their problems, I give him my cat's problem
When my cat gets too stressed (usually strangers, cause she is a coward), she starts cleaning herselfobssessively. So sometimes cone of shame is required
What happened here? He thought he ruined an adventure (Even though it was supposed end disasterously XD)
TADC EPISODE 9 SPOILER-RELATED
I noticed that after getting rid of the blue AI, Caine walks more than he floats. I assume this is to demonstrate his growing “humanity”, but I started to wonder if the removal made floating less of an option and if the years of floating would make walking for long periods of time difficult for Caine going forward.
I discussed this with some friends who use mobility aids (particularly Bean_theBraveANIMATES on YouTube - go check her out, she’s awesome) and we decided I should draw a personalized wheelchair for the silly lil guy! I referenced real electric wheelchairs, circus-themed furniture, and Caine’s office as seen in episodes 7 and 8. I imagine he can tuck it away in a pocket dimension or whatever just like everything else in the circus when he’s not using it. It was probably conjured by the humans after seeing him stumble more than a few times in the early days after episode 9 :]
Apparently
