My dad just found this prosthetic hand at the flea market. It’s the same style his Dedo wore and used to chase the kids around with in his senility, forgetting that he was in America and thinking his own grandchildren were trying to rob him. Ahh, good times.
normal person in an argument: oh fuck you, fuck off, I don’t have to deal with this
me: here’s a 15 page PPT presentation along with a 10,000 word essay, complete with point, explanation, date and quotation, of every single time you pissed me off and that now I will remind you of to fucking Destroy You, accompanied by a marching band singing Fuck You (by me, also the lyrics are the same as the essay)
Timeline: Pre-Revival Rating: R Author: @piecesofscully A/N: Sorry in advance? And thank you to my beautiful baeta @kateyes224 for always making my words pretty, pushing me to continue that thought, and encouraging me with a lot of expletives to write this.
“…sent me to voicemail? Shit. Uh, hey. Hey, Scully. It’s me. Uh, Mulder. You probably knew that. I mean, who else would be calling you at, um, it’s 3:07. 3:07 in the morning? Does someone else call you at 3:07 in the morning? Don’t answer that. S’better than showing up at your door three sheets to the wind in the middle of the night. Trousered, almost shit-faced, nearly tanked.
“Ha, remember the last time I did that, Scully? Las’ time you called me out for being drunk. I have a confession, Scully. I was drunk. So drunk, in fact, that the pretty little barmaid cut me off. 86 was my lucky number, she’d said. Pay the tab, and call a cab. It’s a good thing I’m home now, no tabs t’pay, no cabs that smell like the vomit from the last drink- er, drunk guy.
“Just an empty couch that still smells like that perfume I bought you three years ago…
“I told her one was the loneliest number, and ya know what? Scully, you know what? I was wrong. I know you like to hear me say that, so I’ll say it again. I. Was. Wrong. The loneliest number’s two. Two that’s still two, but half of it packed up its bags and walked out the front door. You forgot to slam the door when you left, Scully.
“Fuck, I miss you.
“I miss you sticking your cold feet under my legs before falling asleep. And that breathy sigh you make when you first wake up, and that awful tuna casserole you make on Fridays. Fish on Fridays, like a good little Catholic. That stuff is really terrible, Scully. Tastes like a burnt noodle coated in expired tuna. But I ate it anyways, cause you made it.
“You knew I didn’t like it, and you still made it, and I still ate it. You know what I think? I’m gonna tell you a secret. I think that you liked to punish me, and I liked being punished. Maybe you were right, maybe I’m a masochist. That you enjoy dishing it out, though, makes you the sadist to my masochist. Sadistic Scully. Has a ring to it, dontcha think? I miss the way that you hated me, Sadistic Scully. Meant you loved me. Can’t have hate without love, right?
It drive me insane that people viciously tear into things that people pour their heart and soul into. I’ve seen a shit ton of negativity for RWBY, but I’ve watched the episode 5 times over and over today. The point is, no matter what it is, everything has mistakes, and that’s fine, and that’s natural. Stop tearing into RT. If you’re going to give criticism, give constructive criticism. If you live your whole fucking life finding things wrong to point out, I actually feel sorry for you, because that sucks the enjoyment out of everything you do. Sit back and enjoy the content. Find things you like. Maintain a respectful dialogue with RT. Y'know, be a reasonable human being. Life is a lot better when you find things you enjoy instead of things you hate.
As much as I LOVE(D) AtS/BtVS/Firefly/Dollhouse/Avengers like any other person, I despise Joss *fucking* Whedon.
For someone who has been praised for his “feminist work” and the portrayal of women on tv, it’s rich that he’s saying that sexism exists within the film/tv industry when, let’s be real, he should just shut up. Let’s see what he’s done:
*He FIRED a pregnant actress (Charisma Carpenter) for basically not consulting him the matter (she told him about it when she was 4 months pregnant). When she came back, he ASSASSINATED the character (David Fury had been writing Cordelia for a couple seasons) just because - when he promised her he wouldn’t kill her character off.
Now, onto his shows: His female characters were ALWAYS sublimated to the weaker, childish and sexist male characters of his shows.
Buffy, Cordelia, Faith and Anya - four of the most aware and confident characters of tv when it came to their lives, personalities AND sexuality, were constantly punished and shamed.
For starters, not only does she come from a line and hierarchy that was created BY MEN with the sole purpose of controlling the *weaker* sex (the fact that every Slayer has a MALE WATCHER says it all), but is also the weaker part of every romantic relationship she’s ever had with her male counterparts. She breaks when Angel leaves her, she breaks when that Parker guy from college isn’t interested in just more than a one-night stand with her. She breaks when she’s undermined by Riley, who cheats on her with a vampire. She breaks when Spike almost rapes her. And all of this happens whiiiiile Xander, just casually, keeps reminding her how much of a failure she is when it comes to romantic relationships.
In“What’s My Line? Part I”, for example, this next exchange of quotes happens:
*Cordelia: I can’t even believe you. You dragged me out of bed for a ride? What am I, mass transportation?
*Xander: That’s what a lot of the guys say, but it’s just locker room talk. I wouldn’t pay it any mind.
*Cordelia: Oh, great, so now I’m your taxi and your punching bag.
*Xander: I like to think of you more as my witless foil, but have it your way.
Yeah, he actually said that. During the whole time Xander and Cordelia were a couple, Xander kept reminding her how SHAMEFUL everything she’d done or said was. Only HIS opinion mattered which, apparently, gave him the right to call her a “bitch” and a “slut” very often.Then, of course, Joss had Xander cheat on Cordelia and somehow, he managed to make Cordelia the BAD ONE.
Just after that, she was sent to“Angel”, where everything about her was just FLAWLESS and for that, and for creating the most feminist, confident and funniest character of the Whedonverse in my opinion, David Greenwalt deserves all the credit. But something happened weeks before wrapping s3 of AtS and Charisma told Joss Whedon she was pregnant. That’s when Joss fucking whedon took over the character and destroyed it.
He made Cordelia SLEEP WITH ANGEL’S SON and wrote that some fucking evil bastard HAD TAKEN OVER HER BODY, meaning… she was basically raped. Just like she was before in S1 when she was inseminated by a demon without her consent - and he didn’t care.
- FAITH AND ANYA:
In both cases there were similarities. Both characters were written in a way that the conception of their initial actions and purposes was that they used their sexuality AND sex to get what they wanted.
Faith: She was “allowed” to enjoy sex for a couple seasons, making Buffy the *weaker* of the two Slayers. When Faith was sexually active and proud, Buffy was miserable and broken. At one point, thinking that Faith may had had enough, she killed a man, and that made her go crazy. She was CONSTANTLY shamed for it and called a “slut” by WILLOW (and the rest). There was aaalways something wrong with her. Her inability to not control herself led her to seduce Angel which finished with her being severely wounded (by Buffy) and IN A COMA. Meaning? Whenever a woman has sex, there are BAD consequences because – well, because they’re women.
Anya: Just like Faith, her first episodes were reminders of HOW she got what she wanted, and how her sexuality was key. When she and Xander are finally in what it appears an adult romantic relationship, Xander CONSTANTLY talks and uses her sexuality against her. Basically, the sole purpose of the character is to be hot and needy, and always ready to fuck, because that’s what Xander wants the most. Let’s not forget that, after all, Xander had said then that her sexuality “made him feel like a man”. Ergo, his domination over Anya’s body and sexuality was used for his ego only.
Perhaps the second strongest, confident character of the Whedonverse. She had fought the war with Mal, but stil she was labeled as a “woman” and not a “warrior or soldier” like Mal was. In her relationship with “Wash”, she was the stronger, smarter counterpart. When it came to fights, and wars and business, Zoe was badass but when it came to her intimate life in their room as “Zoe Washburne, the wife and Wash, the husband”, she was the weaker part. She’d always have to be ready for sex, because ONLY “Wash” had needs. And not only is she objectified by Wash, by also by others because she was brave and didn’t mind getting her hands dirty (male sexual fantasies, yay!)
As much as I loved Kaylee, she was written to be what most men see in their fantasies: She was hot, and smart, AND COULD REPAIR VEHICLES! So, Joss aaaalso made her needy of men.
The premise of this character basically was that she was a high profile prostitute who every single person of the ‘verse shall worship, ‘cause prostitution is what makes a woman good, right?
Whenever her profession is degraded and shamed by others (men), MAL has something to do with it. She’s HIS as long as she was with them, according to him. And when Inara defends herself, her integrity and her profession, she’s reminded how HE OWNS HER.
DOLLHOUSE (what I found interesting about this show was the concept, even though I DESPISED the individual stories):
The sole purpose of the existence of all the “dolls” in “Dollhouse” is to PLEASE MEN – whatever it’s sexually, economically, or whatever. In exchange of money AND a new life, the company can erase all their memories and use them as they see fit. Meaning, most of the female characters are USED FOR SEXUAL INTERCOURSE.
Echo, being the lead character and all, was often beaten and abused – both, sexually and psysically. The premise of the show was what lots of people fantazise about: to have someone YOU CAN CHANGE and MANIPULATE so that THEY HAVE TO DO WHATEVER YOU WANT, WHATEVER THE WAY YOU WANT IT DONE.
Bones’ anger is a detonation, a raging inferno of waving hands and hiss-spitting expletives and the most thorough dressing-down ever delivered this side of the quadrant. Bones’ anger is blazing eyes and furious pacing and a scowl that’ll scare satan himself. Bones, in his wrath, holds nothing back, and his anger burns hotter than the sun.
Jim’s anger is quieter. It’s a spared glance and a single murmured word. Jim’s anger is silent. Expressionless. You wouldn’t know it, but there’s a storm brewing there, just under the surface. Jim’s anger slices to the quick, cold, sharp, exacting, like a scalpel or a finely wielded blade.
What do u think Wills favorite movie would be? Favorite book? Favorite pastime? I feel like I don't know my own son. I just wanna know his favorite color in the next season pls suffer bros
oh anon, same same same!!! but here, have some of my completely baseless assumptions about Will, because you so kindly asked. ;)
Will’s favorite movie is An American Werewolf in London. He sees it one weekend when Lonnie is supposed to pick him up to take him to a baseball game. Will sits on the front porch with his baseball cap - one of the only gifts his dad has ever gotten him - pulled low over his eyes and his hands tearing idly at the overgrown grass tickling at his shins. Inside he can hear his mom yelling expletives over the phone, but he tunes it out. An hour later, Joyce, a bit red in the face with angry eyes that turn soft as she looks toward Will, herds Jonathan and Will into the car and drives them to the video store, saying they can pick out whatever film they’d like.
“It’s family movie night,” she declares as they walk up to the store, pulling them both into a hug that ends in a tickle war and odd stares from passersby on the sidewalk. When they do finally go inside, Will chooses An American Werewolf in London because he’s been wanting to see it since it came out in theaters the year prior, and he loves it - the soundtrack is awesome and the special effects are amazing! And despite Joyce’s worries, he doesn’t have any nightmares related to the brutal transformation scene. Well, okay…he doesn’t have too many nightmares.
But then Ghostbusters comes out and Will sees it with all of his friends on its opening weekend and honestly, what could be more iconic than the Stay Puft Marshmallow Man towering above the city? So Ghostbusters is tied with An American Werewolf in London for a year, but then…then! Back To The Future comes out and Marty McFly is so cool (and cute as heck) and he travels through time and shreds on the guitar and manages to save his own existence and so yeah, Back To The Future is officially his Favorite Film Of All Time, and that one sticks. (Will definitely dresses up as Marty that Halloween and it’s just as adorable you’d imagine it would be.)
Will’s favorite book is The Book of Three even though he’d never say that in front of Dustin because he doesn’t need a rehash of every way that The Fellowship of the Ring is superior in the realm of high fantasy (Will holds his tongue, though he wants to remind Dustin that the term “high fantasy” was coined by Lloyd Alexander himself).
His favorite pastime is drawing in Castle Byers on sticky-hot summer days - drawing elves and wizards and fairies, of course, but also drawing all the things he wants. A bigger house for his mom. A new camera for Jonathan. A car that doesn’t break down every few miles, and can fly and time travel and has a flux capacitor tucked up behind the two front seats (but it’s not a DeLorean because that’s all just a little too flashy for Will’s tastes). He also likes to climb trees and trail behind Jonathan as he takes pictures out in the woods, if those count as favorite pastimes.
Will’s favorite color is yellow - like sunshine, like Joyce’s favorite mug that she sips her coffee from every morning, like dandelions that the adults around him tell him are just weeds, but he still plucks them from the ground and presses them between the pages of his sketchbook with the rest of the beautiful flowers he collects.
Ableism In Journalism: Media Buzzwords (And Why They’re a Bad Thing)
Every now and again, I’ll come across advertisements and articles in the media about people with disabilities. In fact, reading an article on the Playbill website is what prompted me to write this. These articles tend to, more often than not, use very specific words and phrases when referring to the disabled people themselves. Of course, I’m talking about terms like ‘differently abled’ and ‘handicapable’. I’ve even heard, from a friend of mine, that ‘twice exceptional’ is one of the terms now.
I don’t know who first coined these terms, cringe every time I see them. Not because they’re embarrassingly cheesy (which they are), but because they are a form of censorship. Like creative dubbing in movies to replace expletives with other words to make them safe for basic cable channels, these terms are used to replace ‘disabled’. This promotes the notion that ‘disabled’ is a bad word. In turn, it also promotes the notion that disabled is a bad thing to be. That, like the expletives in those movies, disability is something that is improper and inappropriate for certain audiences. This harms not only the people being referenced in these articles and ads, but the disabled community as a whole. It makes it look like we’re unfit for the public eye unless sugarcoated and sprinkled over with a heavy dose of inspiration porn.
So, please, every business who has ever used these terms- Please stop. It’s embarrassing and annoying.