silly non-serious Spider-Noir thought: 1933 marks the end of pre-Code Hollywood, after which the Hays Code started to be enforced in earnest, imposing morality and decency standards on American films (no nudity, no suggestion of sex, no implied interracial sex specifically between blacks and whites, no gays living happy lives, no drugs, no profanity, no portraying any country's institutions in a negative light - so a number of anti-Nazi films were not allowed to be made - and so on)
Imagine Ben, still influenced by the movies he watches, gradually swearing less and less. No fucks, no assholes, no hell, not even a damn, as Gone With the Wind won't famously and controversially bring 'damn' back until 1939. Oh my giddy aunt! Jeepers creepers!
Silly thought. Alek adding ‘Great Scott’ to his rotation of various Minced Oaths…but only using it in relation to the Greatest Scott He Knows! The Dashing and Daring Deryn Sharp!
Deryn(doing something outrageous and Derynish)
Alek: Great Scott!
Make of this what you will,
Al, the Chronographing Cottager and Prince of Naming
Phone keyboard wrote “butterfingers” instead of “motherfuckers”. Something to keep in mind should you be around children, since it has a similar “resonance”, and is still an insult.
3 photos of Simm!Master (wearing a dark red hoodie) and Tenth doctor (wearing a blue turtleneck) dolls in a room with wood floor and walls. there’s a red sofa with a tv, an empty coffee mug, and a pile of books (thanks @modernwizard @queen-of-meows and Юлия С for swaps!) in front of it.
M lies on his side in the sofa with his head on a pillow and his feet up. he’s got Ten′s cardigan over him and is holding his chest and stomach areas with clenched hands. his shirt has **CK YOU printed on the front -- we can’t see the whole phrase because Ten has their hand over the first letters. they’re bending down over him, and we can see that their shirt has angel wings printed on the back.
“how’re you doing? are you okay?”
“do i look okay?!” (in case there were any doubt, he does not)
M has rolled over with his head into the pillow, one hand underneath his stomach to clutch the cardigan around him, and the other hanging limply to the floor. his shirt, partly obscured by its own hood this time, has **CK OFF printed on the back. Ten, ‘wings’ and all, is sort of tiptoeing off the way they came.
“sorry!”
“uergh”
in the last picture you can’t see either of their shirts’ logos. M has a bigger, warmer blanket draped over him. Ten is sitting quietly with their back to the sofa, reading one of M’s books. M is still on his stomach, gripping the pillow in front of him; trying various positions, can’t get comfortable.
he leans his head on Ten’s shoulder. he’s still miserable, but at least he’s not alone, and the murmur of their mind as they read to themself is somehow soothing...
note for doll people: the shirts are from VogueHK on etsy if you need any similar! (there are other logos and phrases too)
The remainders of an ancient pantheon revered by the smart pigs. Ix-Nay and Am-Scray being the only ones left makes sense considering the former specializes in obfuscation and the latter is all about speedy getaways. Both are offspring of the fabled Flying Pig, whose reappearance is said to herald the end times, Kingdom Come. Together they work to start the apocalypse earlier than it should be because they’re not fans of the new gods, and also they really want to see their mother again.
Honestly, minced oaths kinda annoy me. Not enough to ever say anything to anyone using them because it's ultimately not worth it to do so and people are allowed to talk however they want. But it still reminds me of evangelical culture and the push for everything to be "family friendly." To me, it's endemic of the kidification of the internet that evangelicals have been forcing on us under the guise of protecting the children. Like, just say fuck or ass or cunt or whatever because it doesn't even matter. They're just words and are only "worse" than minced oaths because a bunch of puritans decided they were.