It’s always struck me as weird that NPMD ends with homecoming and not prom, because as a non-American, isn’t prom the quintessential American high school end trope thing??
Because of this I looked up what the actual difference is and holy shit homecoming takes place at the end of the first semester of the school year????? (Correction: turns out it’s actually around September/October which is roughly the end of the FIRST TERM)
So you’re telling me that not only do Steph, Grace and Pete have to process their trauma but also deal with SCHOOL????? FOR ANOTHER HALF A YEAR??????? AS HIGH SCHOOL SENIORS?????
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I think one of the most realistic parts about Baby Reindeer (2024) is how much Donny downplays the abuse he faces
I know everyone wants to hate on him for being “stupid” and blame him for everything that happened because yes from an outsiders perspective he made questionable choices but isn’t that what HUNDREDS OF PEOPLE DO?
I know so many people who’ve “played nice” or tried to downplay abusive behavior. You try and tell yourself “It wasn’t that bad”, or that it was just some crazy experience that should be forgotten. It seems so much easier to stay silent and just try to move on.
You don’t wanna start problems
You don’t wanna be mean
You don’t wanna be the bad guy
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i found one of my old middle school sketch books while cleaning up today and saw there was A Good Deal of ghost trick art in it, so i decided to spend some time paying tribute to the ghost detective that fundamentally changed my brain chemistry in 2011 w
old ghost trick art under the cut—minor spoilers in the dialogue whoops👇
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i have an addiction to characters that aren’t actually related having sibling relationships with each other something about it is so healing
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i feel like it’s kinda dumb but i’ve ALWAYS been weird about touch even when i want it…there’s always been some aspect of exchanging touch casually / familiarly that has never really “clicked” for me. like, i remember being young and seeing people/friends casually lean on or touch each other’s arms or pull each other close and it always felt like a language i couldn’t speak or learn. i think a lot of this had to do with being a closeted / kinda repressed kid / teen but it felt & sometimes feels frustrating. i felt very monstrous for a long time. i think there are years that have passed in my life where the time spent touching or being touched could be condensed into a handful of hours, if not less. much less the case now because i’ve got to a point where i’ll crawl around on franklin for fun & i get friends to roughhouse sometime. anyway, this problem exists to a much lesser extent today but i still notice & feel it but last night during a song a bar friend who i’ve known for, hell, five years peered over my shoulder and we leaned our heads against each other and sang and it, like, did something to me. also hugs are easy but i got kind of a long one from a new friend!
anyway, i am maybe not entirely made of spikes and fire
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Obviously the whole ‘little Tim Drake is left all alone with only a housekeeper Mrs Mac who just comes briefly a few days a week” thing is often just for people who want that specific angst, not canon accuracy…
But I feel like a lot of people simply do not know that not only did Mrs Mac not work for the Drakes until Tim was already a 14 year old Robin, but she was a live-in maid. She lived at Drake Manor. Far from only popping in every few days, she was at Drake Manor almost 24/7 and Tim had to sneak past her to go on patrol sometimes.
Mrs Mac literally does not seem to have a place to live in the US other than where she is meant to stay in Drake Manor, because her husband lives in Kilkenny, Ireland and that’s where she goes back to when they had to fire her.
When Tim’s dad is gone she’s home with Tim making him meals and cleaning. When the Drakes briefly move across the country she moves with them because she lives with them. From what we see in comics Tim is rarely intentionally left home alone and when he is, not only is he already a teenager but also his dad is very conscientious of Tim being home alone.
(This does not, however, mean that Tim does not sneak away from supervision. He does that constantly. Case in point: when Bruce was looking for a kidnapped Jack Drake and Tim got away from Mrs Mac by claiming he was going on vacation with Ives when he was actually sleeping in his dad’s penthouse to do Robin stuff in the city.)
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If you were a jellyfish what kind would you be?
Personally I'd like to be a moon jelly
You may ask, “Mary, why do you favor these two out of the entire subphylum of Medusozoa?” and my answer is shrimple:
They amuse me. To think some animal out in the open sea could bare such a striking resemblance to a common breakfast food. Don’t you find that amazing? These things don’t even know what breakfast is, let alone food. Like many other cnidarians, these jellyfish feed upon any plankton that is caught in their tentacles. It is sustenance, yes, but it’s hardly food… unless you view the ocean as one massive broth or some other silly nonsense like that.
Do you know how jellyfish even catch their own food? One would imagine anything to slip right off of those tentacles. No claws, no hooks, no suckers of any sorts, no. They’re like cooked noodles at a glance. The truth lies deeper (haha) once you look in a microscope. Members of the phylum Cnidaria such as sea anemones, jellyfish, and coral (yes, those are animals!) are animals characterized by the presence of cnidocytes. They are specialized cells that shoot out microscopic barns into whatever brushes up against the animal. That is why you may feel a stinging sensation, some more potent than others. Luckily for us many cnidarians evolved to consume much smaller creatures and not us. If you were to touch a sea anemone right now it would feel less like pins and needles in your flesh and much more like a shrimple handshake. And tape. It would feel like tape. Those are all the tiny barbs shooting into your skin. This is speaking form experience.
I’m busy nowadays, often distracted by other work. For once I had some free time to sketch out this answer for you. I am no artist, though. If you’re looking for one of those, perhaps a Con Artist in the same department as I may be of interest.
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