Caitallo Loves

No doubt caring and helping is Sam’s whole being, it’s like who Sam is.

But Al cares too, so much.

Soldier, pilot, astronout – always working with a team or crew, always working for this idea of greater good.

And marrying five times - this is how much he craves connection and longs for companionship and love (and also this is how much he foolishly, desperately hopes for not being abandoned this time around, god not this time again please but alas that’s another story).

So each time during the leaps a person is in danger of physical harm? Al is frantic to help, to get Sam there, he’s beeping and jumping there and back, shouting at Sam to do something. He can't help himself.

Al’s years as a soldier (in that wrong wrong war) and then those cursed years being a POW – he’s seen horrors every single of these days and couldn’t do anything about it.

Months and months in that damned cage, listening to the constant pained screams around him, seeing figures being carried, draged, and worse, and there was nothing he could do. Tearing on his shakles, shaking, wrenching, screaming himself at some point only to overtune the pain around him, and there was nothing he could do.

More often than not he’s in sheer panic when someone needs help during the leaps, because he cares so much, and because it’s Vietnam all over again, and because again he can’t do anything.

So he beeps and jumps and shouts and begs and panics, feeling darn helpless, and the only thing getting him through this mind fuck is his unwavering, endless trust in Sam to do what he himself can’t do. (And knowing he’ll never ever be disappointed, gosh Sam.)

So each time Sam saves a person, especially from physical harm? He’s saving a bit of Al, too.

you get to barbeque, eat good food, do fireworks and sparklers, dress in unnecessarily patriotic clothes, and most of all, make fun of the british. why would you want to just sit at home moping about america being bad when you could be doing all that? idkidk seems kinda stupid to me.

TBT: Star-Spangled Jaguar

Throwback Thursday to when I drew an American flag-themed jaguar presumably in July 2012, at 12 years old.

I can't remember if I got inspiration from a shirt or someone's graphic art at the time, but this design to have stars in place of a jaguar's spots just came to me and I remember wanting to draw it and bring it to life so bad.

I remember very much being on a big cat hyperfixation at the time. Don't know why I went with a jaguar, perhaps I just wanted to use an underutilized spotted cat? Little did I know, I did choose an American cat, but, a famously celebrated South American animal. I was 12, so... I probably didn't have a sense of what globalism was so I guarantee this didn't come from a place of that lol

I was and am still fascinated by the stark red and blue color scheme that comes about around Independence Day in the United States. It, like... looks like it would taste good? idk, it invokes hard candy or Cherry Pepsi or something.

I remember drawing this and where I sat and who I was with, but I don't remember ever finishing this. I'm surprised I did and I'm kinda impressed.

I still to this day love cerulean colored pencils/crayons. If I had my own Dandelion Crayola shrine like that one girl it would probably be dedicated to Cerulean.

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