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starting a collection

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Roger Rabbit theory: the allegory of Judge Doom

Now, if you haven’t seen the 1988 masterpiece that is “Who framed Roger Rabbit.” (Based extremely loosely on the 1981 book “Who censored Roger Rabbit”) I can’t recommend it enough. It’s a great time had by both family and individually. But I want to talk about one of the characters invented for the movie, (As the original book was VERY different) The very imposing and remembered Judge Doom. Total spoilers for this character ahead, just letting you know now.

Judge Doom is the main villain of the piece with an insane plan to build the first freeway (This movie being set in 1947) clear through “Toon Town,” a location housing hundreds of “Toons” IE, Quite literally, Mickey Mouse, Donald, Goofy, Bugs Bunny, Daffy Duck, Porky Pig, and so on.

This includes a number of original characters, such as the titular Roger, his wife Jessica, Baby Herman (Who works with Roger), And so on.

However, Doom’s plan is to spray the only substance known to kill toons, “Dip” everywhere, which will kill all of Toon town’s residents, destroy their houses, and anyone not caught in the destruction or even humans who have a problem with it will basically be swept under the rug. Why? Because Doom’s idea for this “Freeway” is basically just that. Eight Lanes of high speed traffic, on either side of which are restaurants selling rapidly-prepared food, inexpensive motels, and billboards. Lots and lots of billboards. And all of it will be overseen by Doom’s company, Cloverleaf industries, of which he is the sole stockholder. His plan falls apart when his henchmen literally die laughing and one of the main characters of the movie (Eddie Valiant) kills him, once but-not-really, and again when, after being crushed, he reveals he’s actually a toon. Not just any toon, the one that killed Detective Eddie’s brother, so he has to dip him in a combination of self defense and possibly revenge. 

Now, We can see that Doom’s plan is a combination of genocide and gentrification. His utter apathy for his own people is pretty amazing, but overall this is a story of a greedy monster getting his comeuppance by the end and the winding road up to it.  But what if I told you that Doom, as a character, is not just a shadowy real-estate murderer, but rather, he is is also steeped in something deeply associated with Cartoons of the day and even now. Doom is, in a lot of ways, a reminder to keep in touch with our inner child. What do I mean? I’m glad you asked. Think about how dismissive Doom is to the plight of Toons, who are basically the people being used as a metaphor for racism in the story. He doesn’t care that all of these  people, animals, and living, thinking, feeling objects, are going to vanish at his hand. In fact, he relishes the idea all in the name of making money. These days, we see these kinds of people. Those that say things like “A good reminder that cartoons are inappropriate for anyone but children.” “I’m a mature adult, I must do mature adult things, your silly fantasies aren’t a good use of anyone’s time!” “If you play video games, you’re a loser!” Those sorts. I would posit that Doom is a metaphor for this line of thinking. 

Doom is also a toon though. In doing what he was about to do, he’d be reduced to one of the only of his kind in LA, possibly a great deal of the US. But he doesn’t care. The carrot at the end of his stick is money. Money. Money. Money. Now, of course greedy people exist, and and some of you would probably sell out some people if the money was good enough. Even if you know it’s wrong to do it. Doom, though, he isn’t just selling out his own kind. He’s selling out and trying to directly kill icons of childhood, artistry, mirth, fantasy, and lastly, fun. He’s not so much the fun police as he is the fun executioner. That’s his hand holding that cartoon shoe in the barrel of dip.

But why? Why would someone go to all that trouble just to kill all of those things? It comes back to his answer in the first place. Money. His obsession with getting as much of it as possible, lives, livelihoods and people in the crossfire or in the way be damned, he’s getting it. If to do so, he has to leave behind or exterminate those who don’t know how great the stuff is, that’s what has to be done. This is why Doom hides himself as a human for most of the movie, so people won’t think he’s some jokester goofball. That he is worth taking seriously and respecting/fearing as a person. This is supported by a line Roger drops, “We Toons may act idiotic, but we’re not stupid.” Doom, as a killer who still used a cartoony means of doing it on Eddie’s brother, (Dropping  Piano from fifteen stories) was trying to start a new life with all the money from the bank job that lead to the chase where the death happened and was trying to leave being a toon behind in the pursuit of being seen more seriously and forcing the world to mature with him. That’s what he wants, maybe not as much as the money, but it’s definitely as a supreme bonus. He’s basically trying to kill what remains of himself from when he was still just a Toon. From when he was younger. Maybe he considers that life some kind of childhood he HAD to grow beyond. What is the best way to make sure you move on from something? Eliminate the ability to go back to it. Hence his plan.  When Eddie flattens Doom with a steam roller only for him to stand up and out himself, he embraces his toon powers in a last-ditch effort to make his plan go off without any further hitches, but if he didn’t need to, he never would have considering he doesn’t in the fight up to that point. 

He struggles against his innate Toon-ness. He’s not just an evil whack job, he’s a self-hating monster.  Doom is a walking metaphor, one about keeping whimsy. He made his life all about money and in the end killed a man, injured another, drove people out of business, and nearly committed some variant of war crime, I’m pretty sure. Doom is the ultimate metaphor for forcing yourself to be an adult and making your life all about money. Eventually, it’s the cartoons that stop him as well, as Eddie uses a prop mallet with a boxing glove to trigger the dip spray that kills him.  The only way to stop judge doom was with something whimsical and fun on top of the evil he was intending to do. With the very things he was trying to destroy, and using to destroy them. His undoing was half his own doing. It’s all very poetic in that way. Remember, don’t be like Judge Doom. Embrace the fun things while you have ‘em and keep them close to your heart. Don’t make money and just “Being an adult” your only goal. Lord knows what damage you’ll do to the people and things around you.

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doctor/master, if you vibe with it? maybe tensimm? tenmissy, even?? lovely art btw+!!<3

OH I VIBE ALRIGHT!!!!

i have so many thoughts about them and also i just enjoy seeing Tens puppy eyes when hes around the Master. Might draw tenmissy some time in the future bc i honestly really dig it and I love seeing ten being a boyloser. which he is. and i really like missy. maybe will draw thrissy because idk. doomed yuri or sum.

also i have this cringe ass colored sketch I wasnt sure if i should post but like whatever. i was feeling silly

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If you are doctor who showrunner and there is not at least one episode per season that seems like it was written by a five year old who had way too much sugar than you are bad at your job and should be fired

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Georgia strikes again 😂

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His bucket hat and swagless aura have captivated my soul

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IF YOU EVER SEE/HEAR ME SAY 'HAIL TO THE ALPHA' IM NOT ONE OF THEM I PROMISE IT'S HUMOUR IN REFERENCE TO HIM

My beautiful sad pretty boy

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I've gotta say that there is no better achievement as a neurodivergent person than hyperfixating on a character for so long that you are known as "the 'insert character name here' person"

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Save a fanfic writer, leave comments on old fics

There is this a peculiar set of reasons and biases when it comes to NOT commenting on AO3.

They are all false, but here they are:

Do not comment on old fics

Do not comment on each chapter of a multichapter

Do not comment if the author left the fandom

Do not comment if the author doesn’t respond to comments

It can be summoned up as DO NOT ACT LIKE YOU ENJOYED THE WORK AND YOU LIKE THE AUTHOR.

It comes from the idea, that if you leave a comment on my old work, or leave too many comments, I will think you are strange, clingy, and gross.

Readers are imagining it as commenting on an old Facebook photo — only your granny and creepy strangers do that.

That is not the case with AO3.

Writers put their works there for long-term storage, and we expect, wish, and hope that you will like our works and tell us about it.

This all very interesting, not, but why should I care?

This has awful consequences.  Fanfic authors feel constant pressure to create more and crippling fear of being forgotten, useless, and being literally kicked away from fandom.

I’m online friends with a few great fandom authors, who wrote storied with thousands of kudos, but ALL of them at some point expressed this fear. Very talented people told me, “I’m not sure if I should have ‘writer’ in my bio. I didn’t post anything new in the last half of a year.”

Some young or entitled readers might say, “Hm, well, they are right. They should create MORE to be relevant. Isn’t that a good thing to push authors to write more?”

For better or worse, life doesn’t work like that. We are talking about real people, who go to real schools, have real jobs, families, and all the other important things outside the fandom. Some of them might push to create more from that fear, but most would only get more frustrated and depressed about the whole fanfic writing.

So, please, if you like the work comment on it.

Even if it’s old, even if it’s a multichapter, even if the author doesn’t have time and energy to interact. Especially in all those cases.

Encourage your authors, and show them your support.

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Literally tumblr.

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"David is very easy to fall in love with." - Michael Sheen

Hi. How are you? Good, I hope. Okay, so can we talk about just how fucking beautiful David Tennant is? And by “we” I mean “I” and by “talk” I mean “babble incoherently into the void”? Great! I’ll attempt to impose a bit of organization on this just to satisfy my pathological need to inflict structure on words (thanks college/job/brain), but I can’t promise much. Also, there will be A LOT of pictures and gifs. (you’re welcome?)

And this isn’t just because I am deep in the bottomless well of Good Omens fandom and that Crowley is basically the most breathtaking creature that has ever existed. Well, not just because of that.

*cue Aziraphale's "good lord" from 1793*

ANYWAY, like a lot of people, I became a fan of (i.e., fell deeply and irrevocably in love with) DT during his run as the 10th Doctor. He was young and bright and full of just about everything – joy, sorrow, wit – making him incredibly watchable. His look was also so charming: big bouncy rooster comb of hair, absurdly cheeky smile, expressive-as-fuck eyes and eyebrows, and a tall, lanky form that seemed to be made of rubber and the kind of granulated sugar that could only be found in candy from the 90s that are now banned in all first- and second-world countries.

So yeah, I was super into him and his Doctor’s adventures. And I continued to watch him in other projects and still swoon (looking at you, slutty Hamlet)

even at characters where that was not the desired reaction (fuck you, Kilgrave, you delicious monster).

I would also always become a bit (a lot) weak in the knees at his voice regardless of which accent he took on, though always preferring him doing any Scottish brogue because of fucking course.

Roll that tongue, you sexy beast.

But what I want to get into today is just how incredible he looks in the year of 2023.

He’s 52 years old and I am somehow even more attracted to him. Maybe it’s because I am myself older, and my tastes have matured alongside? I certainly do enjoy gray hair way more than I did 10 years ago.

He’s aged incredibly well, probably a combination of good genes and good health, and he’s clearly not clinging to the Hollywood idea of “youth”.

(insert obligatory grumble about the double standards of men being praised for aging and women being demonized…the potentially problematic nature of the term “aging well” in general…acknowledge this with my enlightened brain but ignore this with my slutty heart…fuck the patriarchy, etc. etc.)

He’s still tall and skinny, even gangly at times, all long arms and legs that can move in impossible directions with unfathomable grace.

His face is leaner, that incredible bone structure creating sharper edges that draw the eye. Speaking of the face, he’s got these creases on his forehead and at the corners of his eyes and mouth that are evidence of time spent well: smiling, laughing, living. Makes you want to trace your fingertips along each one.

Oh god that smile? Good lord. It’s weapons grade charm that can also be quite intimidating. Sweet, humble, silly, scary…full spectrum of options here! His shark smile is the definition of “irresistible” in my Dictionary of Delicious Dudes.

I am both proud of and grossed out by my own word choice.

Continuing with that face...the hawkish nose, the dimples you want to drown in, the big eyes, those motherfucking eyebrows...

I could seriously write a whole essay about those eyebrows, but I already give my therapist enough to worry about.

Oh those eyes. “Piercing” is a term usually reserved for blue eyes, but I would argue it applies to DT’s bottomless chocolate pools in that they slice through my heart every damn time.

Honorable mention does go to those Crowley snake eyes because they could have been distracting and diminishing to his overall look, but they absolutely are not.

Such a pretty shade of yellow.

Random tangent to swoon about his hands. For whatever reason, I like checking out a man’s hands, and DT’s got a set that drives me wild. I can’t even really explain why, but I just really like the way he articulates with them. Crowley is a perfect example, what with the miracle snaps, caressing globes, and holding whisky glasses. Yum.

Delicious demon digits

Fresh tangent: How does this fucker look good clean shaven, with stubble, and a goddamn beard? How is that allowed?

He's got a face that makes me wanna take up sculpting

Further, how is his fucking neck so hot? Like, seriously, show me the math. I can’t stop staring at it. And when it’s cloaked in a turtleneck? Please, sir, may I have some more?

Fuuuuuuuck

With no segue whatsoever, I am absolutely obsessed with his hair, across all contexts. Big, bold, blood-red Crowley coifs (especially in Season 2)? Check.

Proper gentleman side part? Check.

Side shave with cartoonishy springy 14th Doctor shock? Check.

Lockdown locks with and without headband? Check!

It’s a goddamn buffet of delicious options.

Oh damn speaking of that 14th Doctor look? Good fucking Christ on a buttery Ritz cracker. The whole DT collection is on display: the hair, the eyes, the bone structure, the smile, the clothes, and even the glasses!

To quote Pam on Archer, “I swear to god, you could drown a toddler in my panties right now! I mean, not that you would.”

Now that you (I) mention the clothes, I never cease to marvel at how he can wear pretty much anything and look amazing. Stripes, patterns, wild colors, etc. He just always looks…not exactly comfortable, but sort of at ease like the clothes were created with him in mind. And this goes across the spectrum of Casual to Costume to Promotional (e.g., interviews and premieres).

They are almost illegally cute together

We all know by now how ridiculously tight those Crowley pants are and how it influenced his signature serpentine swagger (thank you, Costume department, you’re the real heroes). That said, he and those slinky hips still looks so incredibly natural in them like they came from his actual closet.

Stupid sexy snek

And he pulls off the look of more ridiculous stuff like full Shakespearean costumes or that sad gray-hoodie-black-shorts-and-Wellington-boots combo from the first season of Staged. He somehow gives off the air of “whatever, they’re just clothes, man” while also looking like a damn model.

Georgia is a very lucky woman

Final thoughts: I know DT dislikes talking about how people think he’s so attractive because I’m sure it feels a bit icky if you just want to live your life and do your job. But my guy also clearly understands that he’s not some ghoul who has succeeded on incredible personality and acting chops alone. So, that said, maybe he'll forgive me for posting such a long, rambling, ode to him?

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my eyes are watering

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stop asking me wyd i’m literally always thinking about love and how it touches every aspect of the human experience

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Immortal Man