Been Rewatching Rtte

Quite possibly my favorite part of Stanley Parable is when Stanley says “it’s Stanley time” and Stanleys all over the Narrator’s sanity.

That dang skip button pulls at my heartstrings every time. The poor ol’ guy just wants to ramble about manifestos and treatises and whatnot, but in a bid to make other people like him and his game, he lets who he really is be overlooked—trampled in the face of never-ending footsteps moving too fast to be moved by monologues. “Travel to the next dialogue line and cutscene, why don’t you, and cut me out of your life!”…is something the Narrator would probably say, if he had the will to do anything but beg that the button not be pressed again after being skipped over for the last year like an inmate forgotten in solitary confinement. You can skip the rambles, Stanley, but you can’t skip the angst!

It’s just too relatable. There’s probably at least one moral in there. I know I’d like to be listened to and believe there’s at least one person who wants to listen; one person willing to play my games. I know things have rarely gone well whenever I’ve let other people’s superficial opinions of who and what I should be dictate who I am; always left in the dust, rotting away for years.

Anyway, ramble over. Sometimes I wonder if TSP has released its hold on my brain, but then I’m reminded that the end is never the end is never the end is never the end is never the

more shy boys (+ teen edition)

I can never think too much about Httyd 1 Astrid before I get too emotional.

At 15, this girl was so bitter and harsh and kept everyone at a distance and hard on everyone, including herself, and she didn't allow any emotions of hers to shine through beyond anger and its varying shades. I mean, how could she?

She grew up around blood and death, destined to inherit the same war her parents and grandparents did, stuck in an endless cycle of violence no one truly knew how it got started in the first place other than the very plausible reason that their enemy was simply cruel, unreasonable and would never stop coming. Not until one side finally eradicated the other, never knowing that the annihilation of one side would without a doubt automatically mean the destruction of the other before the unknown third party in this war, the Red Death, inevitably moved on to rinse and repeat elsewhere.

Astrid had no prospects for the future and she knew it. She would live out her life as a warrior, fight and get injured until the day she would inevitably die, probably in battle. Except maybe she would get to see her parents die a brutal death before she goes. Maybe even her future husband. Maybe even her future kids. That is, if she even got that far in life.

So no wonder she just stood by and watched with a vaguely sad look as Hiccup was bullied. No wonder her best pieces of advice were "he's never where he should be" and "pick which side you're on." No wonder she got pissed as hell at Hiccup when she fought to get just the littlest bit of an edge in a cruel and unjust world only to have it stolen right out from under her by the chief's son, who basically breezed his way through dragon training thanks to Toothless. No wonder she was ready to tell on Hiccup's ass when she found out he was making friends with the enemy, the same one who would come at night and steal their food and destroy their homes, leaving them to starve exposed to the elements.

And no wonder, when Hiccup shows her that a bleak future of endless cruelty isn't the only option for her anymore, she blooms open like the most beautiful goddamn flower in the entire north. She loves Snoggletog, experimenting with cooking, pranks, big romantic gestures. She gets truly in touch with her emotions and finds it important to build up the guy who literally gave her a future.

Astrid makes me so emotional, guys...

I had this idea at 4 AM so I committed to the bit

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Terrarium wings Brittle things My imaginary Sanctuary Part of my Glass Wings Series

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I don’t think I ever posted this here, but here are a couple goofy little crochet dragons I freeformed. :)

street cat looking dude