any time i see *steve has a problem he doesn't tell robin about because it would be awkward/she wouldn't understand/whatever* in fics i'm like. BZZZZZT! WRONG! wrong answer! from the top, you can do better! if steve had a problem robin would drop everything to help him. if steve's house exploded she wouldn't be like Ahhhh shit i'm homeless now what do i do. no. she would go to robin. and tell her. "My house exploded :(" and robin would be like "don't even fucking worry about it babe (platonic) my bedroom has room for two. i'll sneak you food, you'll be like my little pet groundhog that i'm keeping in a plastic tote" "your what? did you have a pet groundhog?" "i entertained fantasies of it when i was five. don't distract me" and there. problem solved. they'd go about like that for every problem they have because they're cool and semi-functional like that
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"Making Rosemary tea drinking lesbians is bad" says Internet User, but not because it strips them of their characterization and turns them into carbon copies of each other, destined to sit in the background while other characters (men) have character arcs around them, but because they aren't Silly Enough. No no, we don't need to flesh them out, we just need to turn them from Wise Lesbian Couple to Comedic Relief. This will fix everything wrong with fandom depictions of them. *Wipes sweat from forehead* Woo! Being a feminist is so tough!
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The type of man Jeeves finds acceptable for his niece is kind of telling tbh. Like, when all he knew was that Biffy didn’t keep his appointment with Mabel at her hotel, he wouldn’t let them within miles of each other
But as soon as Bertie is like ‘no no, you’ve got it wrong! Biffy isn’t playing with her affections, he’s just a barely-functional scatterbrained disaster who can’t remember his beloved’s last name or the hotel she was staying in’
Jeeves is like ‘oh, is that how it was? Well that’s fine then 😌’ and proceeds to help them get together
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Ok, hear me out guys 🗣️📣
If I were in Christopher's shoes, and Joker just brought my soul from the depths of hell to revive me and be free to pursue my life goal again, and in return he asked me to be his playmate/companion/friend in this dramatically sensual way in the rain, I would completely rethink my sexuality, my heart would be already in his hands for him to tear it apart, i would bite my lips to not moan, and my highly death-driven ass would say yes without a second's hesitation 😭
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One of the first things that made the social model of disability really make sense was this:
My new doctor hadn't been doing reminder calls for the 2 years I'd had her. I FINALLY got my act together and talked to the receptionist to opt-in.
"We don't do that."
And I froze. What? How could they ... they just ... refused to remind people of appointments? I politely asked if they could make an exception, got turned down, and was in a fog for the next half an hour.
Because I couldn't get to appointments consistently without a reminder. It was hard to get there WITH a reminder, but I was simply unable to without.
Suddenly, I was disabled. Without assistance from my husband, I lacked the ability to get medical help.
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I'm thinking about that a lot, today. My husband's back at a physical office for work. I have an appointment with NQ's school. And all day, I've been carefully checking my backups.
If I miss the appointment, I'm only 5 minutes away, so I can get there quickly if called. The resource teacher will be understanding if she needs to remind me - she's willing to ask if I'm capable of talking at the beginning of every phone call, and we've set up back up forms of communication if I can't!
Even with my husband unable to physically check if I'm leaving, I have ways to ensure I get to this meeting.
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With automatic reminder calls, or husbands by my side, I can sometimes forget just how vulnerable I am on my own.
But there's a reason I can regularly see a counselor, but not a general practitioner. There's a reason my husband used to have to take the afternoon off work every time the school set up a meeting, but today I won't be seeing him until this evening.
(There's a reason that I partially started auditing because I showed up at the wrong time and place for almost every university exam, and the stress was destroying me.)
I think that's what the social model of disability is about. It's society in general bearing a slight cost so that vulnerable people don't have to bear an extremely heavy one. Paying slightly more to design buildings that mobility aids can navigate. Banning really dangerous allergens from some public spaces so that people can use them without dying. Normalizing flashing light warnings to avoid seizures.
There are only so many slight costs society can bear before they pile up into a heavy one. I'm not sure how much diversity a society can reasonably support.
But I really appreciate it when an organization is willing to send me reminders. Because my memory and sense of time SUCKS.
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