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Soldier, Poet, King

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Feminist fantasy is funny sometimes in how much it wants to shit on femininity for no goddamned reason. Like the whole “skirts are tools of the patriarchy made to cripple women into immobility, breeches are much better” thing.

(Let’s get it straight: Most societies over history have defaulted to skirts for everyone because you don’t have to take anything off to relieve yourself, you just have to squat down or lift your skirts and go. The main advantage of bifurcated garments is they make it easier to ride horses. But Western men wear pants so women wearing pants has become ~the universal symbol of gender equality~)

The book I’m reading literally just had its medievalesque heroine declare that peasant women wear breeches to work in the field because “You can’t swing a scythe in a skirt!”

Hm yes story checks out

peasant women definitely never did farm labour in skirts

skirts definitely mean you’re weak and fragile and can’t accomplish anything

skirts are definitely bad and will keep you from truly living life

no skirts for anyone, that’s definitely the moral of the story here

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amvs hard all you 2012 amv warriors are so strong

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Yo I feel like the idea that the only historical women who counted are the ones who defied society and took on the traditionally male roles is… not actually that feminist. It IS important that women throughout history were warriors and strategists and politicians and businesswomen, but so many of us were “lowly” weavers and bakers and wives and mothers and I feel like dismissing THOSE roles dismisses so many of our mothers and grandmothers and great-grandmothers and the shit they did to support our civilization with so little thanks or recognition.

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Person who really wants to be dominated by a strong-armed authoritarian in a snappy uniform, but also they want to keep their kinks ideologically pure, so they split the difference and fantasise about getting their ass beat by the inspector-general of the US Postal Service.

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In the previous Tom Cardy post I said “If I could animate I’d do this” but then I remembered that I used to illustrate songs with comics all the time! So please, start the song and read along.

I decided to go with original characters because there are some things being implied here that I don’t feel comfortable implying about Tom and Brian. I was heavily inspired by them though because Tom already looks like pure chaos.

It would for sure have worked better if I had already illustrated High Five and Flirt (With your dad) to really drive home what a pest Tom is in Michael’s life but oh well.

It was a lot of fun to return to a more loose cartoony style and it gave me the confidence I think I needed to start a bigger project.

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Insomnia hit hard last night and I fell down a rabbit hole of those super realistic posable animal dolls/stuffed toys. Now I keep thinking about how funny it would be if an instagram influencer bought one of those things and sometimes had it posing in the background of photos as if it was moving around the house and how long it would take for people to catch on that something was wrong with it and eventually it would turn into an inconsequential conspiracy theory that it wasn’t a real animal while others insisted it had to be real because who would do something like that? (Me. I would do that)

These are by JessieWhoolCrafts, villaParadisoC and DollToysWorldShop on Etsy.

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Idea for a relaxing 2D scrolling game.

I went to a natural beach with my elderly mom and my chihuahua where we constantly had to traverse small mud slides, climb over or under fallen trees and at times around them where we had to time it to the small waves from the sea to avoid getting wet shoes. Most of the trip my dog could take care of herself by walking under logs we had to climb over but at times we had to pick her up to place her on a recent mud slide at which point she could take it from there or we had to help her down from an edge. A few times I had to pick her up to carry her over a small steam or around a tree so she wouldn’t get wet in the sea. At one point she got a drink of water from a tiny waterfall and regained some energy.

I mean come on. How is a slightly challenging walk down a natural beach on a sunny day with a chubby woman, a tiny dog and an elderly woman where you have to time your way forward to the waves of the beach not perfect for the most relaxing game ever? We even ended at a small traditional hut where we took a rest before driving home. The only game over would be wet shoes.

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In Japanese, they don’t say “moon,” they say “tsuki,” which literally translates to “moon,” and I think that’s how language works.

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guess who made a wargame with thirteen thousand seven hundred and ninety-nine unit statblocks

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you guys are not going to fucking believe who Chilchuck shares an English voice actor with

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If people were too mean to you when you were growing up, a newborn animal will materialize inside your brain and it’s so so scared and shivering and it will stay there for years. Decades, even. And whenever you say something kind of weird but true to your heart the animal will tell you “Noo! You can’t say that! If you say that, everyone will hate you!”. The animal means well. It’s so so small and everything is so scary for them and it’s just trying to protect you. But listen to me. Listen to me. Whenever this happens, you can’t do what the animal says. You can’t. If you do, you’ll become as scared as the animal. You have to keep saying weird shit. You have to keep doing things the animal wouldn’t approve of. If you do enough things that scare the animal, maybe one day it’ll go to sleep.

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my ancestors talking about candles in 1424: I wish we could afford but one beeswax candle so that I may see while delivering ministrations to our sick and dying son. I hold him in my arms in the oppressive darkness of our windowless stone hovel knowing if I take him outside the chill will kill him. If I keep him in here I fear I will not remember his face when he departs. Oh woe, the church tithing has left us destitute and miserable beyond all reason.

me talking about candles in 2024: I love the smell but the scent throw on this one sucks! I need to see if Yankee candle has a similar smell, their candles have great throw. Omg. Buy one get one 50% off sale. Yayyyy.