why do so many “icarus and the sun” artworks and stories portray the sun as a woman? do y’all know who controlled the sun? apollo. icarus is gay as fuck, y’all.
Sometimes it was helios, not Apollo. Icarus was still gay as fuck
“Icarus we just escaped prison don’t ruin it by flying too close to the sun”
[Icarus already fucking launching himself across the sky for the sake of some godly dick]
Just watched the live action one (10/10, they fixed so many plot holes and rounded out characters and ahhh…) And, as per the usual (I just tried to shorten usual like. ya know, how people do– and how do you even write that? the uzz? ush?) I was thinking about Hetalia and I just:
Lumiere is France tho!! And Cogsworth is like England. It’s like USUK and I know fanart has been done before of that concept and Francis singing Be Our Guest– It’s not like I’m the first to notice but AH I just LOVE that concept! And I was reminded that I love it. So… Thank about that. Think about little brass candle opera Francis. Go look up some fanart. It’s amazing.
Go draw me some fanart.
SO I SAW BEAUTY AND THE BEAST AGAIN!!!!!!
Hetalia: Beauty and the Beast AU where Alfred and Mattie live together in a cute village, with Phillipe the magical freakin’ horse that can fight wolves and be anywhere in 2 seconds and knows the way everywhere despite– (I digress.), and Mattie reads a bunch and Alfred is an inventor.
And Mattie gets trapped by the Beast, who’s Ivan because Ivan was a terrible person who was raised that way by a terrible father. Alfred goes and frees his brother (Because Phillipe the horse somehow remembers how to get back there.) because Al is a hero and loves Mattie dearly. And Matthew trusts him to escape. And Ivan is like… 1005% angst and pouting at this point and Alfred is a wonderful, annoying, ray of sunshine that refuses to be intimidated. (Al is also very very curious about the world cause his backwards hick town didn’t know much and Ivan teaches him all this stuff because Alfred is so genuine. He’s so fascinated by how things work, all this stuff Ivan took for granted.)
And Francis is lumiere, and Arthur is cogsworth, and Felicino is the wardrobe, and Ludwig is the piano, and Antonio is the teapot, and Lovino is chip. Francis forces everyone to preform musical numbers all the time, and Arthur is jelous of all the times Alfred picks up Francis to talk to him. AND Gilbert is Gaston (Followed around by loyal Austria, but he’s nice to Roderich.) Because Gil lost his baby brother and his best friends memories so he’s a little lost and kind of a dick. And self absorbed, but that’s normal. (Matthew and Gil can bond searching for Al until he just goes home to see Matt ‘cause seriously? He could leave at any point so he does without a doubt that he’ll be back, and he has Phillipe so… And he really needs to talk to Matt cause– is that beast Attractive? Am I… attracted to it? What?)
A lot of pets will ignore you, but only a cat will follow you from room to room and check your lines of vision to make absolutely certain that you can see them ignoring you.
theyre not ignoring you! this is actually just a cats way of saying they want to keep you company without infringing on your personal space. its the equivalent of going to a friends house while you both separately scroll through tumblr, even though youre glad to be together. alternatively the cat could be curious about what you are doing, but shy to make its presence known. either way the cat is paying very close attention to you!
this made me feel better
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I don’t understand why cats will have everything they do demonized no matter how innocent it is
It’s because they are hypersensitive introverts, and humans are mostly social extroverts.
Hypersensitive, introverted humans are often mistaken for antisocial, and as a species, we are myopic and anthropomorphize EVERYTHING.
Semi-social animals are not naturally intuitive to humans.
Dog packs very closely mirror a nuclear human family, made up of a mother and father and their pups, who leave to find their own mates and start their own packs as they mature beyond young adult hood.
Pigeon flocks are like a villiage comprized of one big, extended family, where children mostly stay close and new birds marry in.
Cats don’t work that way. There is no firmly set social structure for more social domestic cats to fall back on. None of the species they are thought to come from are naturally social. They mate, have kittens, and those families disperse to the four winds as soon as the young become self sufficient.
We have selected for higher tolerance to crowding and confinement, but that does not a social structure make.
A group of cats is more like random collage dorm or house mates. Whether or not they get along and how many the group can support long term depends on how well their individual personalities mesh, regardless of blood relation.
Kittens are more out going and have more energy than adult cats, but as they age, being playful and taking the risk of being friendly takes more energy than they have, so they go from being willing to play with every one to prefering the company of favorite familiar entities that have taken the time to learn about that individuals needs and preferences.
Humans, who naturally form close knit pack bonds, are generally out going, and do their very damnedest to form life long bonds of friendship see a cat’s intense curiosity and wary shyness of approach as stalkerish, and its need for quiet solitude when overstimulated (coupled with just *how* fast they become overstimulated) as fickleness, and are completely heartbroken when a friendly, out going kitten grows into a relatively shy, reserved cat.
With no effort to understand, what the average human sees is a sly, untrustwothy animal that is friendly one second, and warninglessly aggressive the next, not because there actually was no warning, but because feline body language is very subtle.
Once again, due to a cat’s sensitivity.
To a cat, humans are VERY loud, over the top dramatic, and socially dense as a fucking brick.
They have to scream EVERYTHING to get across to most of us, and that shit is exhausting.
The fact that they do make that stressful and exhausting effort proves that the ones who like us actually love us VERY much! Just not in a way that big, loud, oblivious drama queens easily pick up on.
Reblogging to the pet blog because animal behavior.
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