Compacted trash

Dr. Goldfoot and the Bikini Machine (1965)

its just I think. soooo adorable its such a funny little unexpected outcome of becoming as social and as narrative-in-language brained as we are. Everything's A Guy Now. and we are in a social relationship. us and the guys. the sun is in my social group now. bet you didn't foresee that when you programmed this level of social with this level of narrative brain, DID you, god???? <- look look I'm doing it right now I'm making there be a guy

I don't say any of this to excuse it. I think everyone needs to be more aware of this because if you think abuse has to be intentional you will never realize you are capable of abusive behavior. You will never realize you are being shitty to the people you love, because YOU know what you mean, YOU know you don't mean any harm. But you're doing harm. You need to pay attention to the impact you have on other people, and you need to do it all the time, Especially when you feel least capable of doing so. Sorry! You live in a society. Get your head out of your ass.

I've done so many versions of this conversation that end on a hopeful note, but I wanted to explore the side of Trunks that starts spiraling downwards when everything starts to fall apart during the Cell Games. Like, he probably let himself truly feel like the nightmare was going to be over, and all of a sudden they're on the lookout with no plan and a raging android on the loose. I wonder if he had a feeling of "maybe fate is inevitable".

stupid idiot brothers

Been a long time coming, but very excited to do my next reread with physical copies

happy pride to these two whalers i guess

She refuses any intervention and squares up with me if she thinks I will take her children of the corn. I'm hoping she figures it out.

Sketch of Alanna (Tamora Pierce’s Alanna series were my first books that made me love to read, I really dread reading before these books. She gave me a character that was both masculine and feminine, which I desperately needed)