i mean, i feel like i'm 3/4 of the way there. if you push over that soapbox so i can climb on it, i can get started explaining how you cannot understand anakin skywalker/darth vader as a character without recognizing the massive class issues and related trauma that he, as a former slave boy, carries with him, see i have it all written down here -
but also i feel like i will have fully matured and come into my own on mastodon when, eventually, i will emerge from a chrysalis of leftist political thought, and start a 155 part thread on how you cannot understand the tragedy of anakin skywalker unless you look at it through the lens of marxist theory
i'm going to hope and pray that either a) uncanny pixel wigglytuff eye contact is okay for most folks, or b) people who are bothered have p..probably... already um.... blocked me
not a meme, but something i also have pinned which i feel is emblematic of my personal interests in a telling, though not really flattering, way
http://www.erosblog.com/2017/02/12/dildo-shopping-in-1655/ this examination of a 1655 sex manual, with link to full scans of it online
in which a wigglytuff rails against the foolish flesh prison she inhabits
me: okay body these are a lot of muscle cramps, you want some more magnesium? what about a full dose of the magnesium supplement instead of our usual half?
body: ooh sounds good
me: ok great
body: btw tho
me: what
body: gonna attempt to shit ourselves inside out
me: wait why
body: gonna
me: but it was like 15 minutes ago and they're slow release
body: Gonna.
and finally, the one i don't need to cw is also the one i ended up drawing the most competently, likely because this is a completely original character made up to fill a minor role for a few chapters at most
Sakuraso is the tough-as-nails lady warrior rounding up the sensible bit of the yiga clan by yelling "fucking HELL you guys i think we lost the fucking war TWICE OVER NOW can we PLEASE go surrender instead of doing DUMB STUNTS"
cw more emphatically for gore (scarring, eye trauma scribbled in)
fionnan (yes i got the double n in the wrong place) is the ganon-this-incarnation-pulled-a-parthuurnax good-guy who has had a real shit time being continuously tortured to act as appropriate bait anchoring calamity ganon together for the last thousand-odd years
he could use a cup of tea and one of those trauma blankets, honestly. he'll settle for a hug or just quiet acceptance as he cry-shakes like an abused chihuahua for a bit
did i have an art tag? who knows. #oopsiarted was my tumblr one so good enough here
right this is all in my maybe-will-write-eventually botw fic idea
link and zelda are both impossible to draw
link is sporting some "yeah, calamity ganon tried to melt my face off with malice-acid, and made my hairstyle asymmetrical, but i'm too fucking stubborn to cut my hair" looks
zelda has a Sensible Braid.
cw for gore-ish? badly drawn burns on face idk
anyway, now that i've gone ahead and blocked that nonsense,
anyone able to give me the odds there for "gab idiot who thinks he is James Bond at infiltrating the leftists, is actually Agent Maxwell Smart" versus "person who will spark at least three celebrations in different departments on campus when it is seen they have failed out and the professors couldn't be more relieved about it, not to mention the poor TAs and their thousand-yard stares"
still, looking forward to the next time i am flush with cash
some people make it rain at the club, but the truly wise man makes it rain at their friends for commissions
now i wish i had money for commissions
p.s. if anyone has a thought about "teehee will do art anyway" don't you fucking dare you deserving-of-proper-compensation-for-your-developed-skill motherfucker, i will break into your house and slip a twenty into your pants pocket while you are on the goddamn toilet looking you dead in the eye the entire time like the most brazen reverse-burglar ever created.
note: i am sorry for this because Kipling was An Odious Motherfucker of the Highest Order who you Should Not Emulate
...even if his writing was unexpectedly a deep influence on my own
but i think between Pratchett and Brian Jacques, it may be a case of second-hand Kipling as well
so i guess in conclusion there is a sliver of me just ready to go Feminist Kipling and pontificate dubiously about how feminism is the woke woman's burden to educate and elevate these poor souls who know not any better
it's probably the tip of my pinky that wants to stick out when i'm drinking tea fancily
sorry, everyone
this whole thoughts on toxic masculinity in the minutiae reminds me of a story i heard
ww2, a dude keeps sneaking into the women's mess hall every so often
he's quiet and sits by himself and doesn't bother anyone, it's only once every few weeks, but he finally gets confronted
he replies, wearily, "i know i'm not supposed to be here, but i just wanted to have lunch where i could hear 'please pass the butter' instead of 'pass the goddamn grease'..."
30 y/o - token cishet - tumblr refugee. spoonie/15 chronic conditions in a trenchcoat/actual cyborg. just hangin' in there