I was just watching World Tour again. 😏 And was thinking about how the Funk Trolls switch between walking on two legs and four legs. Do you think baby Les ever tried to walk with four legs? Maybe Hed's dad discouraged it or something.
Love all your art and characters. 💕
Do they switch? I don't actually remember that. I kinda thought that half of them walk on two and half of them walk on all fours. But maybe there's a percentage that can do both, kind of like how some people can use both their left and rights hands to write.
But even so, Les isn't shaped enough like a funk troll for walking on fours to be natural for him, and his dad is two-legged too. (Maybe Flea can do it, I never drew his parents but I imagine his funk mom walking on fours.) ...But from how horrible Hed's dad was to him, yeah, I can totally imagine him discouraging something like that. Guy is a rancid piece of shit and he put that kid through so much... :((
149 notes
·
View notes
I saw you are Israeli with an asexual flag icon. I know you it's not your job to educate me and have no obligation, but if you don't mind, could I ask what your experience of views towards asexuality in Israel are? I'm an American asexual with Israeli family I'm just getting to know since we were in different countries and weren't really in contact until recently. I'm wondering how asexuality is viewed there and what to expect about social attitudes towards it?
honestly I got no clue, the only people who really know I'm ace are my queer friends (who are already educated from western media on what lgbtq is), and my mom.
my mom is all "don't label yourself because you're putting yourself in a box and blocking yourself to new experiences, you're you and that's what matters (also asexuality isn't a thing you're just childish)", I don't know if her views are an accurate example of what the average Israeli thinks, because I'm pretty sure she's somewhere under the NB and bi umbrellas and just doesn't feel the need to use labels, but she's the only "negative" experience I had with coming out as ace, other people probably wouldn't care about your lack of sex life.
also my dad is a whole other story but I gave up on explaining to him what queerness is, he tries to support at least, in a way of "I have no idea what this is and I don't really like it, but it's your life and I can't control what you do with it, I'm gonna give my opinion sometimes (aka scoff and say it's bullshit) but I'm not gonna force you to do anything". which is better than nothing! I can't force him to understand what non binary means or why I want top surgery (he's against all cosmetical surgeries not just gender), and he can't force me to be Normal™, win win ☺️.
28 notes
·
View notes
circa 2009
There's pandemonium in the Harrington kitchen.
Pandemonium in and of itself isn’t unusual, but this specific instance is.
Nancy and Robin are there (the latter laughing so hard she has tears streaming down her face), along with the whole Harrington family - Steve and Eddie and their three daughters.
Eight-year-old Moe is ranting and raving, twiggy little arms flying through the air. Hazel, who just turned three, is wailing, though her reason for it isn’t clear, and she’s clinging to Steve like a lifeline. Six-year-old Robbie is looking back and forth between Nancy and Steve with a look of disgust on her face.
The reason for the pandemonium: the girls had just learned that their dad used to date their Aunt Nancy.
“Papa, she’s a lesbian,” Moe admonishes Steve (as if he hadn't known that fact for years).
"Who cares about that — he’s her sister!" Robbie exclaims, looking vaguely horrified.
"No he’s not!" Moe fires back.
"Is too! Why else would we call her Aunt Nancy. Papa, tell her Aunt Nancy’s your sister!"
"I could," Steve says, doing his best to ignore Eddie and Robin's continued howls of laughter (and trying to not break, himself), "but…it wouldn’t be true."
"See!" Moe yells proudly, "Papa dated a lesbian!"
"No he didn't!" Robbie argues, "They're making it up. Papa likes boys!"
“No — Papa liked girls too. He likes both.”
For some reason, this makes Hazel cry even harder.
"What’s making you so upset, sweet girl?" Steve asks her.
Hazel raises her head to look at Steve.
“B-but what about Daddy?”
"What about Daddy?"
"Don’t you love him?"
"What??" he exclaims, "Of course I love him!"
"Then how come’d you date someone else?"
Her face crumpled and she was crying again, her little face pressed into the collar of Steve's shirt. He hugged her tight, meeting Eddie's eyes over her mop of blonde curls.
"She's not dating anyone ever," Steve tells him, "Call me a bad parent. I don't care. It's not allowed."
“Sweetheart, Papa didn’t really know me yet when he and Aunt Nancy dated,” Eddie tried to tell his youngest daughter, "We were in school still."
“Nuh-uh,” Robbie cut in unhelpfully, “You said you and Papa went to school together.”
Robin, who’d been halfway to composed, ended up doubled over in laughter again, and even Nancy, who'd been cool as a cucumber while she watched the whole situation unfold, couldn't help a snort.
"Thank you so much for your help, Amelia," Steve sighs.
"Wait 'til you guys hear who else you know that Aunt Nancy dated," Robin says with a wicked grin.
"No!" Steve and Nancy say in unison.
130 notes
·
View notes