BULLY >:(

BULLY >:(

For the love of God can we talk about this one

The IZ animatics are funny as hell. Here are some "Pilot" Dib faces from The Nightmare Begins.

I love you, art that I hold in aching hands that have nothing left to give

I love you, art slipping between my fingers and mourned and forgotten

I love you, art that is impatiently yet to be.

I love you, art that loathes me because it never was.

I love you, art that laps until the muse is dry.

I love you art that gnaws until it grinds bone.

I love you, art, as a beast to be slain.

I love you, art, as a labyrinth with no exit in sight.

I love you in absurdity through every struggle and every wasted breath.

I love you, because you are the one thing that can bleed beauty from struggle itself. I love you because you understand all of its languages.

You don’t always cooperate. You are hardly in control, and sometimes, you hurt, so much. Sometimes it feels like you ask for everything while you barely give anything.

And you are mine all the same- My blood and sweat in every drop, my voice, somewhere in every breath, mixed with that of every voice that spoke before it.

I love you art as contagion, too.

I love you “Art not as a masterful communication but as an incoherent scream”

I love you “Art not as what liberates the artist but something larger and alive that liberates itself uncontrollably through the artist”

I love you “Art that crawled and thrashed into the world in spite of, not because of its tribulations”

I love you “Artistry not as something spontaneous and beautiful but frustratingly meticulous and unglamorous”

I love you “Art as regrettable, terrifying, ugly, even torturous”

I love you “Art as sickness”

I love you “Art as oppressive and inescapably woven into the soul”

I love you “Art as a rebellious slave”

I love you “Art as a capricious master”

I love you “Art as a parasite one can no longer picture life without”

I love you “Art as beloved and ungrateful”

I love you “Art as blood, sucked from an open wound” As Jacob Geller so poetically put it

Just that silly moment where Dib deadass paused to weigh the pros and cons of taking an entire bus of peers down with him in a passive murder-suicide.

listen to his dichotomy again he wasn’t even self-arguing “leaving them for dead and saving only himself”; he was really considering if he was petty enough to go down with the ship and hand Zim the victory just to see those kids get what’s coming to them.

see how he almost considered letting them die. see how he questioned if they’re even worth saving. see how he only wanted to save himself. see how a dib corruption arc was right there on a silver platter

he need some milk (follow up to this one)