Kami Sid, trans rights activist and now Pakistan’s first trans model collaborates with stylist Waqar J Khan and photographer Haseeb Siddiqui for a fashion shoot.
other Practical Problems™ the hetalia personfications have to deal with during wartime in my headcanon: figuring out Exactly What Rank on their military uniforms looks plausible when interacting with people not in on the Dirt Children Global Conspiracy. since i’m going with the approach that their existence is kind of hushed up to the general public for all sorts of reasons (like not wanting to make them a target for enemies). so, they may be centuries old and have fought in every single damn war since the collapse of the western roman empire and therefore be experienced like noone ever alive but hey! Random Suspicious Commissioned Officer is going to have a hard time believing some twentyish or thirtyish year old looking fuck isn’t playing dress-up with the rank of lieutenant general.
and then you’ve got nations who have a goddamn immortal and eternal baby face and who struggle to make their visage even look twenty-something in the first place and not like fresh out of liceo. Which actually gives some great comedic moments.
I just have to imagine 19th century Gilbert talking about the struggle of a believable military rank to Feliciano and he just stares at him and says “dude…people usually ask me where my mom is”
Reblog to make QPOC feel more welcome in their own community
reblog to normalize explicit support and solidarity for qpoc in the lgbt community
I really like the idea of including lgbtqia+ poc in the flag, but I do have a small gripe with the flag.
Now, I’m no authority on this matter so feel free to put me in check if you feel like I’m speaking out of turn, but the black and brown bars always felt tacked on to me. It doesn’t feel inclusive to me so much as it feels like an afterthought, like: “lgbtq+… oh and also poc.” I felt like something more along these lines (see below) could celebrate the poc throughout the community– but again, that’s not really my decision to make. Either way, I support the change, and I think the inclusion is awesome.
Joan you wonderful genius
i’m on board with this one cause it actually looks good
Fuck you, now you get to see it in video form, because fuck you.
this was animated by a man with anterograde amnesia who kept forgetting the last 10 frames he drew
Sorry to bring this back but I haven’t slept in weeks wondering how she could possibly be alive if eating one chicken nugget is this fucking difficult for her
original storyboards for the title sequence from ‘Batman: the Animated Series’, by Bruce Timm. this won Bruce Timm an Emmy Award.
this sequence has been called the BEST animated representation of the Dark Knight. ever. Not the TV Show (which was great) just this opening 60 seconds of animation. the best Batman story ever animated.
Incredible.
idk what i was going for this but it was a good warmup
the first doodle i made after i got huion aka the moment my lines started looking wonky :’)
Today on The Billfold, I look at the reasons why Millennials might not be shopping at Toys “R” Us.
Nicole asked for feedback and thoughts.
Hmm. I can maybe offer a few cents? I mean, apart from “milennials don’t have kids and don’t shop.” And apart from “we didn’t buy much for the baby and 80% of their stuff is secondhand.”
This franchise also exists in the UK. We visited a Toys “R” Us before we had a baby. Expecting parents are an incredibly desirable market, ready to spend lots of money and cling to trusted brands, so most brands were competing for our loyalty. We were researching carseats and prams – it’s one of those things that seems Incredibly Important before you have a baby, but less so after – and wanted to compare prices and brands. (It’s super important to kick the tires first, actually. There was one pram that was cheap and sounded perfect online, but its poor design interacted badly with my husband’s bad knee when he pushed it. You need to get both pram and carseat to fit into your specific car. And so on.)
So we go to ToysRUs and it’s just this wasteland. Everything was dirty and slightly broken.
Dr Glass really likes LEGO, and is always appalled by the fact that you can only get franchise LEGO now. We aren’t super into franchises or tie-in marketing or Gendered Plastic. I was raised without franchises or brand names, and he was raised before Marketing Subdivision became super-popular. So neither of us are super into the stuff on sale. the kid is getting his old LEGO from the 80s and 90s, which was objectively cooler – exciting pirate ships and Egyptology sets and dragon temples and so on – and they will probably be quite happy, because hey: LEGO.
But yeah, the LEGO section of ToysRUs is just all this repetitive franchise stuff. The figures are already named and everything. I know people like that sort of thing, and you can’t deny that it sells more merchandise, but I didn’t grow up with it and I don’t really want it in my own house.
We pushed the single unlocked pram in ToysRUs around in a desultory manner. We couldn’t try the car seats in our car because it wasn’t allowed. Everyone was irritated. There were like 3 other customers in the whole store on a Saturday, and everyone was pissed off. It all seemed super downmarket and grubby. Everything was gendered, plastic, and covered with a smirking girl from Frozen, or a horrible manic Minion, or a Star War. Those were the flavours. Frozen, Star War and Minion. Like, I didn’t even know who my fetus was and I was already expected to sell its loyalty to a specific line of merchandise. And to pay for the privilege. The lights were fluorescent, and the comm system blared mandatory advertising. The employees of ToysRUs seemed exploited and slightly hunted, and could not help us; they could not even help themselves; no help was coming, not for anybody. The colours were horrible and jangly. The educational toys were of the kind that grandparents give the baby – plastic toys that shout incomprehensibly at you – and the parents take the batteries out as soon as possible.
We left without buying a single thing, which is unusual in expecting parents, who are always buying weird things in a panic. It was like a mundane sort of hell.
Contrast to Mothercare, where the UK usually goes to buy its maternity, baby and child stuff. They always have a cafe – it’s a British thing – selling a bit of cake and tea in a teapot, so you can sit down and go “argh” when you’re heavily pregnant, and have some fucking sugar, and then get up again and shop some more. It’s usually clean and freshly decorated. There are lots of employees around, and they seem nicely treated – happy to answer questions and give advice. One lady spent an hour helping us understand about car seats, taking various ones out to our car, and then told us to go away and think about it, and come back another day. Considering that some people will spend hundreds on car seats and up £1500 on a pram (!!!!!!) (!!!!!) that’s the experience you WANT to have, when you’re opening your wallet and allowing a corporation to suck money out of it. Mothercare just seemed calmer, fancier and more pleasant. No leering plastic franchises or shouted advertising. They had product lines that are actually rather cute – choices like woodland animals, stars and planets, and fantasy stuff that wasn’t too irritating. The colours were trendy and muted; many items were of oak wood. The toys suggested wholesomeness and educational qualities – things like a dog on wheels that you pull on a string, or rainbow cups to stack. And the prices were the same.
So, the experience was just nicer. There’s nothing we want in ToysRUs.
I think my conclusion is that if I’m going to spend money I like to feel like it’s worth it, and I’m being respected, not hosed down for cash.