How have I never seen this photo before? How dare he look so sexy?
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How have I never seen this photo before? How dare he look so sexy?
To be totally fair to Willy Wonka, at least a couple of those candy factory casualties involved kids deliberately circumventing reasonable safeguards, sometimes aided and abetted by the parents who were supposed to be supervising them. What happened is at most 60% his fault.
oompa loompa doopity dare
the court finds you breached your duty of care
oompa loompa doopity disk
that’s what the courts call assumption of risk
oompa loompa doopity do
only a partial judgment for you
Oompa loompa doopity doubt,
The rest of the class action lawsuit is hereby…
(SLAM) (SLAM)
THROWNITY OUT!
2 more petrova lines
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Here’s the thing.
I genuinely want V and Cardi to finally meet and it’s this wonderful heartfelt reunion of long lost brothers.
However.
What I also want, and I think we’re far more likely to get, is the two of them being absolute children to each other.
For example:
“Mom said it’s my turn with the papacy!”
“How come he got a bigger portion of chow mein than me?!” (They literally both got the same amount)
“HE’S TOUCHING ME!” (They’re barely in the same room)
“You were adopted!” (Perpetua literally starts bawling and Cardi has Regrets; still doesn’t apologize directly but a fancy gift basket of Perpy’s favorite treats mysteriously appears in his quarters.)
“He’s on my side of the Ministry!” The Ministry has in fact been divided down the middle with purple and red lines signifying each twin’s side, with a demilitarized zone in the foyer.
Some poor ghoul *cough*Dewdrop*cough* literally getting yanked back and forth between the two of them like a beloved teddy bear while they argue who’s his favorite twin.
Tripping each other as they rush to the dining room for meals. Inevitably ends in both of them falling down the stairs tangled together like Bugs Bunny and Daffy Duck.
Cardi attempting to teach the rats to infiltrate Perpetua’s quarters and ruin his belongings. Backfires spectacularly in that the rats love Perpetua. He has also somehow in exchange taught the rats to flip off Cardi.
Perpetua “borrows” the trike and leaves it outside in the rain overnight. Cardi responds by replacing V’s hair products with lube.
As a nonbinary intersex person, I feel like I'm always trying to balance on the knife's edge between "I believe that anyone should get whatever hormones and surgery they want, no questions asked, with no shitty barriers" and "...but some of y'all are really edging into truscum/transmedicalist territory, I really need people to stop equating the term 'transition' with 'HRT, surgery, and nothing else,' and I am begging other trans people to do way more work in deconstructing their binary view of gender, because if one more trans person says something exorsexist and/or intersexist to me about my body, I AM going to fucking snap. Stop gendering my body and trying to dictate what transition should mean for anyone who isn't your own damn self."
I really wish it was easier to say, "hey, transmedicalists have put a shitty amount of pressure on me and several of my other nonbinary friends to transition in a way that doesn't suit us, and the emphasis a lot of trans spaces put on HRT and surgery can be super uncomfortable as an intersex person who has had doctors try to tell me I should get hormone treatments to 'fix' my body."
But people get touchy and reactive about that conversation, because of how many bigots are doing the "omg trans people are FORCING their DIRTY HORMONES on our CHILDREN!" narrative.
I never want to accidentally contribute to that moral panic. But at the same time, as a nonbinary intersex person, some trans people really fucking do pull the "oh my god you have to get HRT and surgery in order to be VALID and REAL like ME!" shit.
And it's hard to navigate sometimes, y'know?
These thoughts are on my mind today because I'm reading an anthology of trans-focused comics. A significant number of them are "how I got my surgery/HRT and started feeling like a Real Trans Person" narratives.
The authors haven't done anything shitty in telling their stories. These stories are important to share. But it's hard not to notice that I've yet to see a story like mine, where the journey of self-love comes through learning that body parts have no gender, that my body does not determine my identity, and that I don't have to alter it in order to fit binarist, truscum, intersexist ideas of what I should look like. My body can just exist without intervention. I don't need to do anything to it unless I want to, and the fact that I don't want to does not make me any less trans, nonbinary, or intersex.
It just gets kind of exhausting and alienating to see endless "trans empowerment is through SURGERY and HORMONES!!!!" stories, without much variation.
I wasn't born in the wrong body. I don't feel trapped in my body. My body is already nonbinary, because I am nonbinary.
recently saw a comment section full of people, primarily women, talking about loving living with their best friend and being sad about having to live separately one day. some people talking about missing living with their best friend, some talking about “getting” to live with their best friend “until” they find partners. saw one person mention that moving out to move in with a partner felt like a divorce. it makes me so genuinely sad… all these people recognizing the joy they can find living outside the norm, letting themself live with a friend instead of a romantic partner, but still feeling like they have to live with a spouse eventually. like it’s not even a decision, just an inevitability.
similarly, it makes me sad when someone shares their happiness from living with a friend with others and the biggest response is people insisting/assuming they must have a secret unrecognized romantic connection. just taking over a moment of joy to insist they’re wrong about their own life and feelings; all to reinforce the lifestyle everyone is already expected to conform to eventually…
spiderman bnd ending with the power of friendship trumping romantic relationships hell yeah
there’s just something so lovely about how a passionate kiss wasn’t enough to jog mj’s memories, but peter and ned’s secret handshake was more than enough for ned to start remembering, everybody say thank you to destin daniel cretton for showing that platonic love matters just as much and can also break any spell
Y'know, I was thinking-
I might have just a-
Tiny obsession.
That makes...
Two of us
last night I had a dream that TF was at my workplace bc he wanted a tour of the building for some reason?? and when he got to my office I crawled underneath my desk to hide from him.. but suddenly he got on all fours and crawled after me, asking bewildered "hey, where are you going?!"
so then I sat underneath my desk with Tobibble and we just stared at each other like 👁️👁️ UNTIL HE SUDDENLY MORPHED INTO CARDI
and we just... started hugging?? underneath my desk still???? and then someone cleared their throat and crouched down to look at us in bewilderment. It was TF again?? he tried to coax Cardi and me out of our hiding spot but we just continued to sit there like
and then I woke up
Y'know, I was thinking-
I might have just a-
Tiny obsession.
Happy 1 year to me being like “this concert is gonna be so boring I don’t even like this band that much” and leaving like “holy shit this is my life now”
It has come to my attention that my art process is... a bit odd. (Practically inefficient in the name of: "but I wanna do it by hand 😟💔." AI hates to see me coming.)
Occasionally, people have been at a loss for words by my downright poor decision making when it comes to my art, because it usually turns out well anyways. (Gobsmacked is a good descriptor.)
For example-
This artwork took me about two and a half weeks to do. (Working on it exclusively at college when there was free time. Always left covered in lead lol. Also happened to be for something graded so I could get away with working on it whenever I wanted.)
One would probably think I planned this out meticulously so I knew I had enough space?
Uh... no. I didn't.
Behold, the extent of my planning.
It was so I knew where everything went before I sketched over it then made the lettering white.
How did I decide where things went? A number randomizer. I randomized what song I did next, what page and what section it would be and what direction it'd be facing. (Up, right, left or down.)
I was able to alter the size and spacing of the letters so stuff fit.
I also did everything freehand. (Because... idk, it's fun. That includes the logo too. I had a reference, but that was it.)
Somehow this madness worked out perfectly?
because I am curious
do you think Cardi was involved in the murder of the first three Papas?
yes, gleefully and without remorse
yes, but he is haunted by it
yes but not voluntarily, Sister Imperator made him
no, I don't think he is capable of murder (goodness)
no, I don't think he's capable of murder (patheticness)
no but he totally would have been on board if he had known
yes for unlisted reason
no for unlisted reason
it's complicated (please elaborate!)