I like seeing the power of friendship trope and it makes me cry every time. I just cried to my little pony the other day I'm so over myself.
My “what” just kept going louder and louder the more i read this
Your honour she was neglected by her parents and grew up with a different set of moral values to her brother. Her mother shared the same moral values with her brother and as a result rewarded him with kindness when he displayed good traits. However, she only ever got validation from her evil ass father who rewarded power and unrestricted evil. The ......
They were children, victims of an unjust society, an unfortunate fate and shitty guardians that misjudged them and their quirks as nothing but a thing that brings destruction. If only they were nourished in a much healthier place where they're not redeemed as monsters, used for evil, or disregarded— THEN THEY WOULD'VE LIVED BETTER LIVES
We Listen, and We Judge