sotd: "calling you out", charly bliss

[memorialfoundation]

Everytime I swear the worst is over now
You just say one thing and I find a way to turn it around
I wanna be the one to love you not calling you out
Who’s the one, who do you write your songs about?





(i feel a need to stress that the song of the day is rarely autobigraphically applicable, it's just the song that grips my head by the heart and won't scrub out, that's all)

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[havocthecat]

I'm just trying to figure out where the icon is from? It's pretty.

[memorialfoundation]

it is also my ao3 usericon, which i sometimes feel is setting people up for expectations i don't follow through on, as it is technically from a kids' show but mmmmost of my content, i'd say, has nothing to do with kids' media at all.

it's from a scene near the midpoint of we are pretty cure's second movie, friends under a snowy sky, where the villains have repeatedly thrown the titular two heroines through a psychologically murderous wringer by hitting them both one after the other with their ability to temp-brainwash somebody any time, so that any time one cure shakes free or is punched free the other gets mind-whammied immediately instead - and eventually, the fight climaxes on the point where cure black has been snapped out of it by a crying cure white, only for white to get hit and just start tearing black apart ... and black tries to fight back, at first, but she's exhausted and also it's cure white. and so: we get this moment where white stalks over to where black lies, black struggling to sit up - and then white just. gently but without feeling, because her heart's been frozen, see, grips black by the sides of her face and lifts her up, preparing to throw her into a wall - and black just. is so tired. so sad. and misses her friend so much, in that moment, that she just melts in white arms, goes limp, and silently leaves herself completely raw and exposed and open, physically, to whatever white will do next because it's white, specifically.

and it doesn't shake the conditioning, not immediately, but it's what gets through to white, a moment later.

and it was such a moment that i was not quite prepared for from an otherwise mostly-remarkable-for-the-fight-scenes kids' movie that it's stuck with me ever since. to be able to have seen someone putting that kind of trust in another person, to be able to submit wholly to whatever is asked of them by that person, however painful, because they love them that much. it's a kind of emotional dynamic i've craved - to write about, to read - ever since, in almost every permutation i can think of, even including the poisonous, unsafe ones, because i know what i'm about and mastercard won't stop me, thanks.