|—||Marco, Book #42: The Journey, pg. 54 (by K.A. Applegate)|
no but really short people are so mean dude. i got a lot of short friends and they kinda scare me
us tall people are so nice and soft-hearted and everyone always picks on us for being tall and we’re like “haha yeah”
short people will easily start planning a murder if u pick on them
its because all of our hate is condensed into a small space.
I will admit, the first time I heard of ‘Skydancers’, I did not think ‘dragons’ but these weird spinning things that ballet fans used to use as rocket launchers:
Rachel’s little sisters were always trying to nail Jake and me in the eye with these damn things.
Short people problems.
Happy Animorphs Christmas in July!
My recipient was askmynameismarco. The prompt was: Marco/Erek, bloody conflict and self doubt, post-war angst. I hope this is close to what you wanted! (And I’m sorry it’s late - my work day went much later than planned!)
Title: Late Night Philosophy Lessons
Characters: Marco, Erek King
Pairings: Marco/Erek (unresolved)
Summary: And like that I could see it. Erek’s real reason for being there. The real reason he’d tracked me down across the country and knocked on my door in the middle of the night.
(Oh. My. Heavens. FOLLOWERS. READ THIS AMAZING BIT OF FICTION. IT IS BEAUTIFUL AND AMAZING AND I AM SO HONOURED THAT SOMEONE WITH THIS TALENT WROTE THIS FOR ME AND EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE THANK YOU. I JUST FOUND IT IN THE TAG AND I CAN’T BREATHE FOR THE PERFECTION.)
communism jokes are best when shared with everyone
so there was something on my dash earlier that quite bothered me. it was a little pie graph and, i’m sure many of you have seen this graph, it pointed out how the majority of the fandom is drawing cecil as white. now, there is nothing inherently wrong with drawing white cecil. the graph illustrated a fair point. we must all reflect on why there seems to be more white cecils then there are poc cecils and ask why we default to depicting a character with literally no canon discription as a white man.
i get that this is important. representation is important.
but this is not what upset me.
what upset me was seeing all the frankly disgusting comments attached to this particular post that ultimately read: “lets go harass artists who draw white cecil for drawing white cecil and how that is racist and wrong.” no. don’t do this. don’t go shit on peoples carpet. that also goes for harassing artists for drawing poc cecils. like. stop that. ugh.
so instead of spreading hate, i’m spreading love and drew some of my fav cecils (there will probably be more i saw some today that made my heart go dokidoki). these beauties belong to:
i hope i spelled everything right i tend not to apologies in advance for that.
(Weird. I’ve only ever seen three white Cecils. The majority have been POCs. Also eeee SKEGETON’S <3)
one day an insane person is going to threaten me with a gun and im going to make some stupid joke and thats how my life will end
“hit me with your best shot”
Off The Leash Daily Dog Cartoons!
I think Marco became so good at hiding his true emotions because of his father. He had two years (I think it was?) that Peter was nothing more than a dead-eyed, walking, shell of a man, after Eva’s ‘death’. In that time he had to step up and be the one to make sure he ate, make sure he tried to find work, to survive day to day, and in all that time, I think he put on airs, made himself seem happy, even when he wasn’t. Which was often.
And that’s why I think his friendship with Jake is so important: I think Jake kept him human. Kept him from putting that shell around himself that hid his true feelings from the world. I think Jake knew when he was lying or covering up, and could bring him out of his funk.
And I think that they both knew it when their friendship started to strain, that Marco immediately gave up. That was when even his brutal standards became sharper, more honed to win. He turned into himself completely, showing only that snarky shell to the world outside. And scarier yet, when he did ‘reveal’ more about himself, it was moments of pure apathy. You can only hide your emotions so long before you can’t even separate yourself from the walls you put up.
You know what Marco and I used to talk about? Whether Batman could beat Spiderman. Whether Sega was better than Nintendo. Whether some girl would rather go out with him or me. And now …
"What are we, anymore, Marco? What has happened to us?"
He didn’t answer. I didn’t expect him to. We both knew what had happened.
- Animorphs #31: The Conspiracy