Mar 29, 2025
I’ve now found that crushed velvet is polarizing. Some love the texture and to others it’s like nails on a chalk board 😬
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I’ve now found that crushed velvet is polarizing. Some love the texture and to others it’s like nails on a chalk board 😬
Accidentally added fangs to a fluff headcanon for Billy
I like to think that, with the Wisdom of Solomon, he researches niche topic and learns new skills + languages to be a well read and educated kid
But rereading Power of Shazam (my beloved/beloathed) again I’m reminded as to the fact that Billy was left home with Uncle Ebenezer whip his parents and Mary went to the dig in Egypt was because his grades were getting bad so he was left home as a punishment
And now I’m thinking that, in confused and grieving kid fashion, he’s a bit messed up about how his bad grades kept him from being with his parents for the last time and (possibly and irrationally in his own view point) not been able to help save them and develops a complex about getting good grades and being a smarter kid. Not solely because of this but of his backstory in the comics but because the more he knows the more he can help and the less useless he is with all his other issues
Billy with fire powers, lighting cigarettes with a snap of his fingers, exhaling smoke from his nose like a dragon. Always stripping because he runs hot, and it’s even worse when he’s angry. Steam rises from his skin in winter, human furnace to the extreme. Impervious to burns and fire and heat. It would be soooo cool.
Woke up thinking of Billy headbutting Neil when he is going on about respect and responsibility.
Then Billy wondering WTF is in the waters in this fucking town that makes adults either want to hit him or hitting on him.
This cat is great cause I’ll be all depressed and withdrawn and she goes omg oMG I BITE BITE BITE YOU :)
She’s so earnest and cute you go “okay okay bean, I will now be your chew toy” and all is right in the world
(She is very gentle and she understands when she bites/claws too hard)
Picture of the ducking bean herslef …
I swear to god my sanity is so fucking thin and I did not realize until Netflix kicked me out while in the middle of watching a new season of a show I like.
I am disturbed by Netflix’s bloodthirsty marketing agenda but I am more disturbed by my absolute fury and incomprehensible rage at realizing at 10 at night that I can no longer access the show I was watching not two seconds ago. (Literally they let me watch an episode, got me hooked on the new season, then kicked me off. Pretty dick move if you ask me)
Immediately thoughts raced in my brain - who the fuck do they think they are that they can take this from me, especially in the middle of a writers strike when I know that new shows won’t be produced for a while, how could they really be doing this *now* when I finally have something comforting to watch and ..and and..
It’s exactly how they want me to feel.
Feels crazy to say, but I don’t think I want to be so dependent emotionally on these things. Because there is a writers strike and as I was telling someone yesterday, I don’t think it’s going away any time soon. I predicted months, maybe even a year. Maybe even years.This shit is just starting.
And Netflix’s crackdown is just a symptom of a very sick, struggling entertainment industry.
I was so excited to have something to watch, so excited to see this new content. This stupid shit isn’t even real! But emotionally it feels so necessary, especially after a global pandemic spanning 3+ years, when a little bit of laughs and distraction feels like a godsend.
The tv is our friend, but our friend is moving away for awhile.
And just like when a friend moves away in adolescence, shits never really, really, quite the same. Everyone, including yourself, has been irrevocably changed. There’s no going back.
Maybe this sounds melodramatic, and it is- but it’s a real concern. As we all become more and more alienated by this system, the comforts that we hold onto will be further and further corrupted by capitalism. Fun, art, wonder, excitement… sincerely I fear for myself that losing access to media impacts me so deeply. Time to get back to analog life, to experience these things again, for real.
Had a dream about getting poison barbs stuck in my hands OKAY the symbolism is getting a bit MUCH brain thank you
Deeply, heavily sad. It’s so hard to know if you’ve made the right decision… I can only go with my gut and moral compass and even then there’s so many unknowns and variables…
Normally am pretty sure of myself and my judgement, it’s like something I just know, and behaving or acting in any other way feels wrong or even impossible. This time I just have to trust that my instincts are correct, and that the emotions I’m feeling are just an unfortunate side effect of making a good choice.