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Benny.NottheJetts

@littlememayhem

Benny | she/they
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Just ate an entire pear that was so good and so juicy i started gnawing on it with both hands like an animal and the face my supervisor made when he passed by my desk while I was absolutely consumed by my pear fueled bacchanal was Something i have never seen someone look so tired and also so upset and also also so envious

Had another pear today it was even JUICIER than the pear I had yesterday and had to eat over my trashcan so I didn't get juice all over myself and while I was hunched over lost in the sauce I heard the deepest sigh and when I looked up my supervisor was standing over me like

Called out in the company group chat

What the fuck kinda job do you have that you can't partake in the joys of pears. Capitalism is evil

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The rest of the thread is here.

tl;dr: Don’t monetize AO3, kids.  You won’t like what happens next.

read this thread. this is by far the most concise explanation of a lot of different issues that i’ve seen in fandom spaces in a while. cosigning both the linked thread and the thread about aus/uk/can law that’s linked in-thread.

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amygdalae

ENOUGH with the sword grandma

You face the sword grandma? Beware; she is a stronger opponent than she may seem. Many have fought the sword grandma and fallen to her nutmeg-scented blade.

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sweettist

This is actually more threatening than you realize.

I’m allergic to nutmeg.

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tennfan2

Oh, she knows. She knows.

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moodbig
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A very useful demonstration of the importance of sentence length.

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vorpalgirl

Took me years to figure this out on my own, so I’m sharing this beautifully-demonstrated advice with every other writer out there who hasn’t already arrived at the same conclusion.  Short, simple sentences do have their place, even used repeatedly; but it has a very specific feel. Robotic, or child-like; limited – as if the thoughts they express are themselves constrained.  The ebb and flow of sentence length is as important as the words you choose. Perhaps more so. So always keep it in mind. :)

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bpdamn

sorry for looking like i just cried for an hour. it’s just that i cried for an hour

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the Wednesday series is so silly goofy for even IMPLYING that gomez and morticia wouldn't know how to cover up a murder properly, let alone that Wednesday would be unironically scandalised by learning her parents had killed someone. like...do the clowns writing this show actually understand the premise/ethos of The Addams Family? why does this show constantly have them allying with/grovelling at the feet of institutions?? why bother making a show about Wednesday and by extension the Addams family if you're not going to honour their competent oddness and satirical anti-establishment roots? and that's before we even get into the weird ass colourblind racism all throughout this show. I cannot believe there's a scene in this show where morticia addams, a white woman, tells a Black man he has "no idea what it's like not to be believed." I can't believe that the ringleader of the bullies who is bigotedly abusing the "outcasts" is a young Black boy. The antiblackness is insane. like, really? it's so obvious there are next to no poc in significant creative roles on this show which is so fucked considering they not only made Wednesday Latine, but made her ancestory an integral part of the series. I feel like a broken record at this point, but surface level diversity in casting means absolutely nothing so long as the people holding creative control are white. It's just elaborate puppetry, and too many of you fall for it everytime. All this show does is use actors or colour to pay lip-service to the "whitewashing" of history, while the show itself is written and directed almost exclusively by white people. As far as I can tell there is one director of colour, Gandja Monteiro, who directs 2 mid season eps. Every single other person in creative decision making roles is white. It's an absolute JOKE.

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Whippies corresponds so nicely with run me through when you think about it. Here you have two instances in which Ed asks another man (notably, someone he is/was sexually interested in) to hurt him, and gets two entirely different responses. Jack is careless, impulsive, and wholly unconcerned about consequences; Stede is hesitant, cautious, and terribly worried about causing harm. And Ed’s responses to them - his real and unfunny pain with Jack vs. the petite mort expression when he‘s in Stede‘s arms - illustrate just how badly he yearns for someone who’ll make love to him instead of just treating him as another dalliance. All those scars on the left side of his body are like grotesque little kisses, the ghosts of all the men who had ‘stabbed’ him before Stede, who had hurt him in that tender bit of flesh where he tells himself there wasn’t anything important anyway. Because when you get down to it, Ed’s entire understanding of love revolves around pain; around plates smashed against the wall and his mother’s slapped face; around becoming a monster so that his father could never hurt her like that again; so that Ed couldn’t ever be hurt like that, either. That’s what the Kraken is, really: the darkness that grows inside us in the absence of love.

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at least the song made their love canon

just focus on the credits’ song It’s TOTALLY Alberto’s Song to Luca. 

Pixar can’t fool us, i mean why chose this song at all as the end credit song? 

Here’s the English Translation of the song “città vuota” by Mina

“The streets are overcrowded, the crowd is around me, 

 It is talking to me and laughing 

 And nothing knows about you… 

 I see passersby around me 

 But I know, the city will seem to me empty

 If you don’t come back. 

 There is that one who wants to be next to me every evening 

 But I don’t care if he gives me his kisses, 

 I always think about you, only about you 

 And I know, the city will seem to me empty

 If you don’t come back. 

 How do you want to live alone, without me? 

 Don’t you feel that our love is not over yet? 

 Come back to me, my love, 

 And the city will not be empty any more. 

 The streets are overcrowded, the crowd is around me, 

 It is talking to me and laughing

 And nothing knows about you… 

 I see passersby around me 

 But I know, the city will seem to me empty 

 If you don’t come back. 

 How do you want to live alone, without me?

 Don’t you feel that our love is not over yet? ”