Now That Sag-aftra Has Joined The Strike, The Increase In Cold-ass Takes Has Skyrocketed About “why

YOU CANNOT SELF-FLAGELLATE YOUR WAY INTO EXCELLENCE

Enid: Howdy! (🥰🌸💞)

Wednesday: Howdy. (💀🔪💣)

If you have achieved something, please remember to observe a mandatory period of basking in the warm glow of your achievement like a lizard on a stone, lest you teach your brain that effort is futile, actually, because it didn't get to enjoy its happy chemicals, so, naturally, nothing good ever comes of trying. (And no, avoiding punishment is not a reward!)

I recommend, like, 5% of basking time in relation to whatever time you invested into achieving the thing minimum. And if you can't make your own bask, friend-brought is fine (= tell your friends!).

In another life

Wednesday: I fell for Enid. When I first saw her.

Enid, blushing: Willa….

Yoko and Divina: Awwwe!

Wednesday: But she fell harder.

Yoko and Divina: AWWWWWE!

Wednesday: On the ground.

Yoko: Oh what?

Wednesday: She fell hard on the pavement. When she told me she loved me. I had to kiss all of her bruises on her face and body to make her feel better.

Enid, embarrassed: I know, I’m clumsy when I’m in love.

Holy fucking shit

some brain-rot obviously.

trying out Krita (drawing software) after losing my phone can you tell I'm a complete noob at it?

Ok, I need to watch Encanto 2957950281 times more to absorb every bit of it, but in the meantime here’s a list with some little details I loved:

—That habit Mirabel has of wiping her hands before touching a doorknob. We see little Mirabel do it before her magic door, excited about the upcoming gift; but 10 years later she keeps doing it, as if she had developed a subtle anxiety about closed doors. Or perhaps she just sweats a lot, lol; Bruno’s “you’re very sweaty” seems to back up that. It was something so mundane that I loved it.

—The GLASSES. As a short-sighted woman who’s been wearing glasses for more than 25 years, I really really really appreciated Mirabel’s glasses and all the unconscious movements associated to them. Every time she had to readjusted her glasses because they fell or slipped over her nose, I was like 8D (that scene in Bruno’s room with her glasses full of sand, omg)

—Actually, Mirabel herself is just amazing. I was afraid they could give us the dorky-girl-with-glasses archetype, but thank God they didn’t. She’s unique and so tree-dimensional: her expressions, her body language, her energy, her optimistic but not childish behavior. The latter is very important, tbh, because optimistic female characters are often infantilized and portrayed as too innocent and easy to fool. Mirabel’s actually pretty mature (emotionally mature, at least), and brave and strong and soft and loving, and she seems just real, not fitting any defining archetype/trope that constrains her personality. How awesome is that, folks.

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People take names and especially surnames so damn seriously and act like they’re written in stone but the big secret here is they’re all fake, it’s all made up. David Tennant picked out his name at 16 because his real name was barred from the actor’s union he joined on account of their No Doubles Allowed rule, and he wound up naming himself after Neil Tennant from the Pet Shop Boys of all things, and now many years later his whole family carries on that same made-up name he committed to as a teenager. All names are made up and fake as hell, call yourself whatever feels right.