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A Bug's Life (1998), dir. John Lasseter

#BABES A NEW HIGH QUALITY GIFSET JUST DROPPED #a bug's life #pixar #disney pixar #animation #gifs #gifset

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Dot and Atta!

#how did i miss this one????? #SO stinkin cute #a bug's life #atta #dot #princess dot

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Can we just take a moment to appreciate how fricken cute some of the art in the Bug's Life children's books are? Because they are. Somebody put some love into these.

Take a look, tried to add as many as I could find:

Also man, did they make Atta a mood:

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Five times Dot made Flik laugh (and one time she made him cry)

5.

“Do you you think she’ll say yes?”

Dot froze, paintbrush halfway through the outline of a heart that she was filling in with red, and turned to look at him. Her left cheek was flecked with berry juice like she'd grown a patch of scarlet freckles.

“Why wouldn’t she?”

Flik snapped his gaze back to his current project. This and the banner Dot was painting were both part of his elaborate proposal to Atta.

They'd been working on this plan for weeks, he and his fiancé-to-be's little sister, sneaking away during Atta's daily council meetings to hide in the Blueberry Clubhouse and hatch their plan.

Said plan consisted of a romantic leaf boat ride along the creek circling the island, an intimate flight on a dandelion seed, a private magic show by Manny and Gypsy, and a sunset picnic atop the highest branch of the Great Tree.

Then, just after the sun dipped below the horizon and stars began to dot the night sky, the grand finale would ensue. Francis and Dot would fly into the air holding a leaf — the one Flik was working on — between them, the words "WILL YOU MARRY ME?" carved through its membrane. Two of the fireflies from the circus would then beam their butt lights through it, illuminating the words for Atta to read.

She'd say yes, fireworks would crackle through the sky, and everyone else would come out of hiding to celebrate the newly engaged couple.

That's when Dot and the Blueberries would unveil their surprise: a mural composed of scenes from the timeline of Flik and Atta's relationship. It included the first time he showed her his leaf telescope after almost squashing her with a stalk, the shy smiles they'd shared as they were building the bird together, and the moment when Atta stood up to Hopper on Flik's behalf. Much to Dot's chagrin, it even showed her sister kissing Flik on the cheek after she'd been crowned queen.

It was the perfect proposal. A flawless plan. Foolproof in every way.

And even if something did go slightly (or even catastrophically) wrong, Flik knew Atta well enough now to know that she would simply appreciate the thought behind it all. No matter how much she blushed and rolled her eyes at it, Flik knew that deep down the princess loved his over-the-topness when it came to their relationship.

So why wouldn't she say yes when he asked her to marry him?

Dot was still waiting for an answer. Flik began to rub worried circles into the broad side of the leaf cutter he was holding.

"I mean..." he murmured, his eyes still downcast. "She’s beautiful, and smart, and funny, and kind, and strong, and beautiful, and I’m just…just..."

His thumb grazed the edge of the blade. Dot put her paintbrush down before gently prying the tool from his hand and setting it a safe distance away. Then she turned back to him and tilted her head.

"You're just what, Flik?"

Flik's now empty hands fell open onto his lap. He gazed down at his palms, curling his spindly fingers in and out like Rosie doing her morning stretches. His answer was barely more than a breath.

"...me."

A few awkward seconds ticked by. They were broken by a loud crash and even louder cursing from the dining room, which happened to be where Slim, Francis, and Heimlich were attempting to make that night's dessert.

There goes the boysenberry cake, Dot thought.

Aloud, she said, “Well, Atta's just Atta. She really isn’t that special.”

The corners of Flik's mouth twitched into a grin. “Well, you’re supposed to say that about your big sister.”

A sudden warmth filled his palms. He looked down and saw paint-speckled fingers curled within his open hands.

Then he glanced up to find a pair of blue eyes almost as familiar as his own staring back at him.

“Well, it’s still true," Dot said. There was a fierceness to her tone that Flik had only heard a handful of times, usually when she was berating the ant boys her age. "And if you ask me, I think she’s the lucky one to be marrying someone like you.”

A beat of silence passed between them. In the distance, Francis's swears faded into words that were almost appropriate for young antennae. Flik swallowed the lump that had suddenly formed in his throat.

"Thanks, Princess," he whispered, giving her hands a grateful squeeze.

Dot's glare cracked into a mischievous smile.

"If it makes you feel better, I already know what she'll say. I read her diary.”

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Five times Dot made Flik laugh (and one time she made him cry)

4.

“When are you going to ask her?”

Dot peered up at Flik from her perch on the edge of their leaf boat as she waited for his answer to her question. Late summer sunlight glinted off her wings, sending glowing shards of color dancing along the leaf's vein.

Flik shied away from her piercing gaze and pushed the twig he was using as a paddle against the stream bed. He grunted with the effort it took to move forward a couple of centimeters. No matter how hard he tried to veer their boat away from the shallower parts, they always managed to get stuck at some point on this journey.

He glanced up at the princess again. She was still looking at him. Waiting for his answer.

Flik leaned back against the leaf's stem that worked as a mast and folded his arms across his chest, assuming as casual a stance as possible. “When am I going to ask who?”

“Atta,” Dot deadpanned.

“Ask Atta what?”

“You know.”

The kid wasn't going to play this game. Flik sighed and returned to his attempts to dislodge their vessel from some very stubborn pebbles, praying there weren't any sharp edges that could tear into the fragile hull.

“I don’t know, Dot," he finally confessed. "I guess I’m waiting for when the time feels right.”

Dot threw her head back and sighed loudly. It took everything in Flik not to chuckle at how adorably frustrated she was. “Flik, you’ve been together for four seasons! We're not going to wait around forever.”

He raised an eyebrow. "We?"

At that very moment the leaf freed itself and lurched forward. Flik stumbled and instinctively grabbed hold of the paddle, jamming it hard into the stream bed to anchor them. He heard a squeal and looked up to see Dot catapult from the edge of their boat, her wings buzzing to life just before she could plunge into the water.

The next thing he knew the princess was stuck to him like a barnacle, her arms wrapped around his neck and her legs knotted around his waist.

He grinned down at her. "So...what were you saying about how 'we're' not going to wait around forever?"

Dot's cheeks pinkened as she began to babble. "Well, you know...Atta's my sister. That means I'll be part of the wedding. So by making her wait, you're making me wait, too. And Mister Slim said he would make something really yummy for it if you have it in the springtime."

Flik's eyes widened. "Slim was talking about our wedding?!"

Dot peeled herself from Flik's torso and hovered in the air just before him with her arms crossed. "Flik, everyone is talking about your wedding. I heard my mom say that if you don't ask Atta soon, she's going to start asking other colonies if they know of any ants that would make a good king."

At this moment Flik lost his grip on the paddle. He made a desperate lunge for it, his fingers skimming the bark as the current pushed their boat forward.

He landed belly first on the leaf's surface, his hands clutching only air. The twig remained in the same place where he'd anchored it, sticking up from the water's surface like a finger pointing to the sky.

Flik rolled onto his back with a groan. Stars clustered before his eyes even though it was the middle of the day. After a few blinks they parted to reveal a freckled face staring down at him, her expression part amusement and part concern.

He gave Dot a sheepish smile. "Mind using those wings of yours to go get our paddle back?"

The princess shook her head as though annoyed, but Flik could see a smile playing along her lips. "Maybe my mom has a point."

#a bug's life #pixar #disney pixar #personal #fanfiction #fanfic #pixar fanfic #disney fanfiction #flik #dot #princess dot #five times

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#a bug's life #pixar #disney pixar #animation #animated movies #screencaps #hopper

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A Bug's Life, 1998

#a bug's life #pixar #disney pixar #animation #screencaps #dot #princess dot #the queen

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A Bug's Life (1998)

#a bug's life #gifs #gifset #heimlich #francis #slim #circus bugs #pixar #animation #disney pixar

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guess who!!

#a bug's life #pixar #disney pixar #humanized #dot #princess dot #personal #fan art #character art

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quick doodle before bed, will eventually have other friends join her 💜

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"It's not a lot, but it's our life."

a bug's life, 1998.

Dir. John Lasseter & Andrew Stanton | Writ. Andrew Stanton, Don McEnery & Bob Shaw | DOP Sharon Calahan | Art Dir. Tia W. Kratter & Bob Pauley

#a bug's life #pixar #disney pixar #screencaps #movie stills #animation #animated movies

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#this is so CUTE guys #i love him in this sketchy style #flik #a bug's life #pixar #disney pixar #Youtube

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Five times Dot made Flik laugh (and one time she made him cry)

3.

"Will you sit by my bed while I fall asleep?"

They'd started this little ritual almost a year ago, after Hopper and his gang came to visit the first time. The princess had a nightmare about Thumper and ended up wandering the anthill in the middle of the night, half-delirious from fear. Flik was the one who found her and carried her back to her room, then stayed by her bedside and held her hand until the orange light of sunrise filtered through the anthill.

Although the grasshoppers were gone and the nightmares didn't come as often, Flik never asked Dot why she sometimes still wanted him there.

It was one of those nights. He'd been sitting on a stone beside Dot's bed, which was made from the hollowed out acorn half that had once served as a fake bird's beak. She'd fallen asleep twenty minutes ago, but something in Flik compelled him to stay a little longer.

He was frantically scribbling ideas for new inventions on a piece of leaf parchment he'd found when a quiet voice broke his train of thought.

“Flik?”

“Hm?”

“You like-like Atta, don’t you?”

Flik blinked and rubbed at his eyes until the princess's face came into focus. "Of course I like her. I like everyone in your family."

Even in the dim light of her mushroom lamps he could see Dot's eyes roll. "No, like-like. That means you like her more than just a friend. Like...you want to marry her."

If Flik had been drinking something at that moment, he would have spewed it all over her crisp petal blanket.

“What makes you think that?” he asked, aware that his voice was about an octave higher than its normal pitch.

Dot's hand emerged from beneath the blanket as she began counting off the reasons on her fingers. “You’re with her all the time. You’re always smiling when she’s around. You do anything she wants you to. And you look at her with these…these…googly eyes.”

Flik smiled in spite of himself. "We're bugs, Dot. We all have googly eyes."

She stared at him, clearly unamused by his quip. Apparently he wasn't getting out of this one.

Flik sighed and rolled the parchment on his lap into a tube shape. Then he pressed his elbows into his knees and cupped his chin in his palms, giving his inquisitive friend his full attention.

"Okay…" he said softly. "So maybe I do ‘like-like' your sister. How does that make you feel?”

Dot took a moment to consider the question. “I dunno," she finally said, sitting up and wrapping her arms around her knees. She looked like a tiny purple version of Tuck or Roll. "A little weird, I guess.”

Flik frowned. He'd been worried that this might happen. “I’m sorry, Dot. I don’t want to make you uncomfortable.”

She shrugged and looked down at her knees. “It’s okay. I’m getting used to it."

A beat of silence went by, during which Flik scrambled for the right thing to say. Before he could open his mouth, Dot's curled into a smile. "It does mean I get to see you more, which I like.”

Flik grinned and felt his shoulders relax. Maybe this whole situation didn't have to be as awkward as he thought it would be. “I like that, too.”

The room was draped in silence again, but this time it wasn't the bad kind. After a moment Dot yawned and nestled herself beneath the blanket. Instinctively Flik reached over to pull it up to her chin.

"For the record..." he whispered as he tucked the antling into bed like he'd done so many nights before. "...You were my friend first."

Dot rolled over onto her side, but not before Flik caught her smile deepening. He waited a few minutes until he was sure she was asleep by the pace of her breathing. Then he tucked the roll of parchment beneath his arm and stood up to head to bed himself.

He made it about halfway to the door.

"Flik?"

"Hm?"

“No kissing my sister in front of me, okay?”

#a bug's life #pixar #disney pixar #personal #fanfiction #fanfic #pixar fanfic #disney fanfiction #flik #dot #princess dot #five times

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*hands these to all of my followers*

#happy valentine’s day buggies!

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Five times Dot made Flik laugh and one time she made him cry

2.

"Why did Atta send you away?"

Flik froze mid-step and turned to look at Dot. She looked right back at him, her hands gripping the straps of her leafpack.

It was their weekly treasure hunt, when the two of them teamed up for a couple of hours to scout the island for things Flik could use in his inventions. He'd noticed his talkative little friend had been unusually quiet that morning. Now he knew why.

Maybe he could play dumb. "The council sent me to go find warriors," he said, attempting to make his tone casual.

Dot's stare was piercing. "No. The second time."

Dang.

Flik craned his neck to gaze up at the bright blue sky peeking through gaps between the clover petals. "Well...because I lied about who the warriors were. I didn't want the colony to know they were circus bugs."

"But you did it to help us."

He sighed and looked back down at the princess. She wasn't going to let this go. "I know, Dot. But that still didn't make it okay. Your sister trusted me, and she was really hurt when she found out I didn't tell her...them the truth."

Dot bunched her lips together. Several seconds passed before she asked another question. "Are you angry with her?"

Am I angry?

In an instant Flik was catapulted back to that awful moment when the truth was discovered. Unwelcome memories greeted him there.

The disbelief on the council members' faces. The fury in the queen's gaze. The panicked whispers of the circus bugs.

But the worst of all was the way Atta looked at him. Flik had never seen pain reflected so clearly in someone else's eyes. He was immediately reminded of the conversation they'd had outside Francis's hospital wing, when she confessed her fears of failing the colony as their leader.

She had opened up her heart to him after he saved her little sister, and he'd responded to her fragile trust by lying to her face.

Flik shook his head. "No. I don't think I was ever angry with her."

There was another long pause. Dot's next words were barely a whisper. "I still am."

He blinked. "Why?"

Dot folded her arms across her chest and lowered her gaze to the ground.

"Because she took my best friend away."

Flik's heart stuttered. It took everything inside of him not to cross the gap between them and sweep her into the tightest hug he could muster. But he could also read body language, and something in Dot's stance was telling him that her feelings were a little big for someone else to come too close.

So he asked her a question instead.

"Have you ever told your sister that?"

Dot ground her teeth into her bottom lip. "No."

Flik knelt so he was at eye level with the princess, who was still staring hard at the dirt. She unfolded her arms just long enough to scrub a fist below her eyes, then knotted them together again.

"Maybe you should," Flik said softly. "She would want to know that she hurt you."

Dot sniffed. "Maybe."

Flik smiled. He knew this was as good as he was probably going to get. When Dot needed to get something off her chest, it was best to let her do it in her own time — otherwise she'd resort to her defense mechanisms of sarcasm and sass.

He stood up and brushed his knees off, then cocked his head in the direction of the anthill. "Want to start heading back? I heard Slim is cooking up a mean berry stew for lunch today and I want to get there before Heimlich eats it all."

Dot giggled and nodded. Flik gripped the strap of his own bulging leafpack and reached his free hand out to her as an offering. She took it without hesitation. He smiled at the warmth of her fingers wrapped around his palm.

After a few steps together in silence, Dot piped up from beside him.

"Flik?"

"Hm?"

"Do you think she'll ever do it again?"

It took him a moment to realize what she was asking. Once he did, he couldn't help but grin. "No, I don't think you need to worry about that."

Dot squeezed his hand. "Good. Because I wear a crown now, too. So if she ever tries, I can kick her out instead."

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Flik and Atta

A Bug’s Life-1998

#precious babies #flik #atta

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"oh you like *insert media that's super important to me*? what's your favorite part about it?" well my dear friend i'm gonna have to ask you to settle down, grab some pillows, and prepare for the most annoying 2 hours of your life

#this whole blog exists for this exact purpose