so it won't get any notes


(bad English alert)

a sketch (without arms because it’s hard to draw skeleton arms)

I’ll end this later :v but I think it’s pretty good :3

arms are hard ._.

Xedra’s Notes:

Aww that’s okay, arms ARE really hard to draw sometimes! But you know what? Now you get to arm yourself with a bunch of puns! Like, how someone should really give Fatal a hand, here!

okay let me tell you a thing about Bee from Bee and Puppycat. She is Chubby. I like her like that. I love that there is a character around my size who loves food and no one punishes her for it. In the show at least. Because the world is full of shitstains, a lot of the comments on YouTube were about how awful it was that she was not skinny. How terrible would it be for little girls to look up to a character these people did not personally want to fuck. But I could take that. I mean it’ll piss me off but I can take it. What r e a l l y bugs me is how many artists have to draw her skinny. And don’t tell me it’s “artistic choice”. Because Bee’s chubbiness is important. Because here’s a character I can look at and be like “yes here’s a character who looks like me. Who I can cosplay and imitate and maybe not feel like I have to constantly suck in my gut or track my food and diet.” And while 21 year old me can handle you turning a chubby character into what you think she should look like, 13 year old me – who hated her body so much she tried to forcibly tear herself from it – cannot. So please: don’t fatshame bee or draw her skinny, because there are little kids who deserve to have a character that makes them feel comfortable in their own bodies. Idk how coherent this all was but whatever. I needed to get this out


التمثيل كان رد على سؤال ايه معنى الحياة؟ ايه دورنا فيها؟ الرد كان…قيمتها في الفن

I feel so blessed to love something so brilliant and innovative and enchanting as theatre. Now more than ever, I KNOW with unwavering certainty that THIS is what I want to dedicate my life to. It doesn’t matter in what capacity. On stage, off stage, behind the scenes. I want to be a part of the wondrous community that is theatre. Where everyone is accepted and loved for who they are. Where you can be moved by a simple performance by an eleven-year-old girl in a single spotlight. Where you can be astonished by a glorious ensemble accompanied by a luscious orchestra. Where important stories are told. Where stories are told that make you laugh, cry, gasp, and think about the world around you. Where you can see people up on that stage, and somewhere in your heart, realize you’re not as alone as you once thought you were.


Football, as a game, instills hope in people. It gives them happiness when their team wins, and for that, we must try to win for our fans so people can forget, for a moment, a little bit of their sufferings.”


“My name is Sydney Bristow. Seven years ago I was recruited by a secret branch of the CIA called SD-6. I was sworn to secrecy, but I couldn’t keep it from my fiancé. And when the head of SD-6 found out, he had him killed. That’s when I learned the truth: SD-6 is not part of the CIA. I’ve been working for the very people I thought I was fighting against. So, I went to the only place that could help me take them down. Now I’m a double agent for the CIA, where my handler is a man named Michael Vaughn. Only one other person knows the truth about what I do, another double agent inside SD-6. Someone I hardly know - my father.”

Okay so Trans Morty is great…

but has anyone given any thought to trans Morticia (or Molly, whatever)??

Can you imagine what life would be like for her as Morty? How uncomfortable and difficult opening up to her family would be? How frightened and lonely she’d feel not know who to trust and then all of a sudden Rick shows up, and it’s like he just knows. He knows that ‘Morty’ hates to be called by name, he knows ‘Morty’ takes whatever Summer won’t miss (clothes she doesn’t wear, bad makeup, ect.) and hides it in the back of the closet, and he just knows ‘Morty’ can’t keep pretending, that it’s just too much of a physical and emotional strain.

So one day, after wandering around in the depths of space, he just sort of says something like “Y-you know, it’s…it’s okay. I know, alright? You shou-uaghn’t feel guilty or bad about it. And like hell I want you to pretend to be something you aren’t if it makes you so goddamn unhappy. I-I-I just…I want you to know.”

You can imagine that whole emotional ordeal afterwards of course, how Rick isn’t really the comforting type but tries his best and says the rest of the family doesn’t need to know right away. When that time does come around not everyone understands right away (except maybe Summer because she’s the smart one) but eventually they do, and Morticia/Molly starts to actually accept and love herself and Rick is caring and supportive for once in his life towards his granddaughters.

Tl;dr Trans Morticia/Molly is too lovely for words and I’m just the worst at making dumb headcannons ~