The snake one.

you people will see a character in desperate need of therapy and go "i'm going to give them more horrors"

and so will i. feed that blorbo 500mg of the worst time of their already miserable life NOW.

me thinkin abt how perry the platypus is Often referred to as an egg laying mammal, even in his theme song:

Not to forget when Candace was in his body she was able to sweat milk.

considering everyone in the family was totally accepting of the fact he could lay an egg, everyone in the family thus is aware of and loves their trans platypus

There’s also a scene where a professional platypus hunter makes mention of the venomous spurs of the male platypus—as i recall, Doofenshmirtz is surprised, and questions Perry about it, only to get a shrug in response and no indication that Perry has spurs in the first place…. 

y’all forgetting he’s also gay

the gay trans icon we need

I’ll never stop fucking reblogging this

so nasa opened up applications to be an astronaut and all u have to have is a degree in the “right” field like ok nasa i see how it is u think an english lit major cant go to space well then tell me whos gonna analyze homoerotic subtext in space??? i kno theres homoerotic subtext in space ive seen star wars AND star trek 

“I can’t do this. I can’t actually do this. So whatever it is, or was, it’s got to stop. And it’s got to stop now. Do you understand?”

Imagine Me & You (2005)

cinderella marries the prince

and it’s… fine. The prince is great! They’re in love, he’s very sweet and passionate, writing her poems and songs, giving her anything she wants. The time she spends with her husband is great.

but cinderella is not royalty, her family was noble but she never spent time in those circles. She’s used to being busy, she’s used to cooking and cleaning and mending. There are hours, days, where she has nothing to do.

time passes. cinderella learns the fancy lady type of needlework. Learns to ride horses. Reads a lot.

as is normal for royalty at the time, they travel and are hosted by nobles or stay at castles owned by the king. But even that variety begins to become routine. The prince is distracted, there’s a lot of young women living and working on their route. Daughters of nobles. Younger and prettier with soft hands that have never done a day’s work.

cinderella needs something to spend her time on, and there’s a part of her thinking a couple-only trip might get her husband’s attention again, so she suggests making an old castle that’s fallen into disrepair their “project.” It was built in the time when castles were made to be defensible, so it’s quite sturdy, but it’s overgrown and secluded. The prince doesn’t know why his family stopped living there either. A hundred years ago it was their summer home.

so they go. And they work. And for a while it’s great! But when they leave for winter cinderella’s husband forgets her once again. cinderella resolves to make the best of her life and stop worrying about a man who has gotten what he wanted from her.

summer comes again and this time cinderella goes alone to the old castle (minus staff, of course, but cinderella manages to narrow it down to only repair workers and one maid). She can cook and clean and mend again, but this time it’s her own choice. She is happy.

this summer they make more progress on repairs. The workers say that most of it can be salvaged, except one tower that’s been completely overgrown with vines and briars. It will have to come down, eventually, but for now it can be safely ignored.

cinderella has more free time now. The old castle has a surprisingly untouched library, though time and moisture have damaged many of the books. Behind a collection of greek poetry cinderella finds an old diary. Very old, in fact, at least a hundred years. It’s rude to read a diary, of course, but whoever wrote this is long dead, and cinderella is bored, so…

from the description of activities the author looks to have been nobility. Maybe even a princess. She’s sensitive and sweet and smarter than she seems to realize. If circumstances had been different cinderella wishes they could have been friends…

after the summer ends cinderella returns to her husband. He’s spending a lot of time with a young musician and cinderella can’t even work up the energy to care. She does some research about the castle and the family she’s married into, finds out the name of the princess who wrote the diary.

aurora. Cursed and forgotten. She died young, they say, in a plague that also took out the castle staff and her own parents. Luckily they avoided a succession crisis, but not so lucky for the dead.

time passes. cinderella goes to the old castle again and again, even out of season. Soon enough all that remains to be done is the old tower, and the builders say they should tear it down and fill the gaps before it gets cold.

one night cinderella is restless. The princess from the diary had been fond of that tower, and cinderella is far more attached to a dead woman than she ought to be. She gets out of bed, reads by candlelight, and finally goes to walk the empty halls.

she finds herself going to the tower. Pushing past the vines that don’t seem so troublesome really. They almost part before her. The stairs are perfectly intact, the door at the top is already cracked open. As if she should have done this years ago, cinderella steps into aurora’s bedroom.

she’s as beautiful as the stories say. And sitting under her hands, crossed across her stomach as it rises and falls, is a book of greek poetry.

years later, people will tell the story of cinderella as a cautionary one. Don’t seek above your station. Don’t marry for prestige. After all, a girl who grew up as a servant once married the crown prince, and disappeared after only three years. She ran away, they say, she couldn’t handle the lifestyle.

two old women who run a bookshop together agree with the lesson. Marrying for the wrong reasons never ends well. It’s best to wait for someone you have things in common with, shared interests.

or, failing that, the more linguistic of the two says, wait a decade or ten for someone to fall in love with you from your diary.

her partner laughs and hits her with the socks she is mending.

Story time!

someone teach me how to draw bears

Like this

i am a gay man unfortunately. this is still very sweet

I love them

met gala 2014 // met gala 2019

Okay was anyone going to tell me they’re actually together or was that something I had to read today in the dyke group chat for myself

they’re WHAT

“ Actresses Lupita Nyong'o, left, and Janelle Monáe took their relationship public this week. The couple’s touchy feely display of affection raised eyebrows at a Met Gala after party on Monday…In a video posted [on] Instagram Live Janelle can be seen in the background standing close to Lupita gently caressing her face while Danai Gurira stands next to them oblivious…Lupita, 36, has long been rumored to go both ways. She reportedly dated 41-year-old Black Panther co-star Danai Gurira off and on. The two actresses were inseparable until Janelle stepped into the picture.” 

1) pigtails aren’t long enough to “pull on” anymore

2) her bangs are more choppy and fun rather than seductively “framing her face”

3) her boobs aren’t half a foot off her ribcage (I’m guessing they made her wear a padded bra in Suicide Squad)

4) Her skimpy clothing looks more like a choice rather than the tired “women’s clothes strategically ripped” trope

5) she’s not wearing a fucking dog collar

it looks like she dressed herself and had fun with it as opposed to it being painfully obvious a man dressed her

6) The camera is centered on her face not her chest.

You see this is what people should be talking about when they say it’s a character’s “choice” to dress a certain way. Skimpy clothing doesn’t have to scream “I’m here for you to consume” it can be “I’m wearing this because it’s fun and whether you like it or not isn’t my problem”

Also we all know Harley is a disaster bisexual and that gloriously hideous outfit is perfect for her

The other thing nobody talks about is the impact of the male vs. female gaze. Looking at the first picture makes me feel physically uncomfortable & want to cover myself. Looking at the second picture makes me smile & let my breath out

men: I guess we shouldn’t talk to women at all anymore

every woman I have ever known and will ever meet: oh my god finally

kissing… holding hands…. eating strawberries ….. that’s the life

I don’t drink whiskey but I make sure to always have a bottle on hand so when my rival gets injured in a knife fight and only has me to turn to for help at 2 AM I can pour it on them as disinfectant before I patch them up and we inevitably fall in love.

Yes I have a full and sterile medical grade sutures kit but no rubbing alcohol bc that’s not romantic no further questions

i don’t know why this even needs saying, but poly relationships aren’t for everyone. “love triangles” that happen in real life can’t always be solved by a threesome. your partner cheating on you (or vice versa) is not a result of “toxic monogamy culture”. an unhealthy relationship won’t be made healthy by introducing another person. if you haven’t told your partner that you’re poly prior to entering the relationship, they have every right to be upset if you suddenly want to date or sleep with people who aren’t them. monogamy is not inherently bad or restrictive. and polyamory is not inherently freeing. 

And also, from my years of experience, you can still cheat in polyamorous relationships. It might look different, but cheating means breaking specific boundaries in your relationship, and those boundaries differ from relationship to relationship. Being polyamorous doesn’t mean having no boundaries.