fictional character discourse would be more fun if we all internalized the fact that characters are narrative tools, not people. once we have that basic fact down, we can start talking about what story the author is trying to tell using these characters, whether they’re successful, whether the story itself is successful and by what means we are measuring success—which are all really fun and interesting things to discuss! but we simply cannot get to that point unless we first accept that fictional characters simply do not have thoughts, feelings, opinions, or any agency on their own. a fictional character has more in common with the fictional chair theyre sitting on than with a real person
unfriendly reminder: this is a sex worker positive space. I will not tolerate the disrespect of sex workers here, and if you cant agree with that without a doubt then you're not welcome here.
Shigeru Komatsuzaki's box art for Thunderbirds model kits.
I finished this monstrosity about a week ago and as per I forgot to update on here
After eight months, I REPEAT EIGHT MONTHS, of stitching, crying, tangled thread, and more crying, I finished Scott’s fish cardigan 💪🏻
The things I do for International Rescue…
So, if you’re like… wait. I know this art. Why are you reposting it, Jen? The answer is, well, it’s back after many, many hours of fixes, new cleaner lines and recolouring. :D I had plans for this art and the old version wasn’t gonna cut it. So here it is. Brothers Group Hug Redux. XDb And my many thanks to everyone. The response to that original piece was just amazing. =O <3
(Please don’t repost or use for any reason without permission! Many thanks. =) <3 )
As someone who has organized a gangbang, it is SO HARD to Wrangle People towards the sexy parts and away from the crafted table of snacks which just so happens to be in front of your book shelf and OMG you have THIS gaming System?? That was Kickstarter exclusive! Like, no. Stop. Please return the game book to the shelf and remove your clothes. Please?
well thank god it's not just me
Some assorted beings from a project that never was, including an early, fiery exploration of the metahuman form...
The Outbursts of Everett True was a comic strip that ran in papers from 1905 to 1927, wherein the aforementioned Everett True regularly beat the everliving shit out of rude people as a warning to anyone else who might consider being rude. Men have not only been taking up too much room on public transport for about as long as public transport has existed, but the people around them have been irritated about it for at least a hundred years. The next time someone tries to claim that manspreading is a false phenomenon, please direct them to this strip so that Everett True can correct their misconceptions with an umbrella upside the head.
Marvel movies have completely eliminated the concept of practical effects from the movie-watching public’s consciousness
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