#but i'm still thinking about it

[lirarey]

On Saturday, I went to a symphony concert of music from the films of the eighties and nineties. There was the "Addams Family" theme, but not "Beetlejuice". Yes, I have interesting associations, but think about this. Even before the twenties, we couldn’t have imagined that one day we would see Lydia as an adult in the official media. And could we have imagined that the adult Lydia would be played not by just anyone (there could have been the joke about Christina Ricci as Wednesday), but by Winona Ryder herself? I still can't imagine how exciting it must be to return to an old role after so many years. You may ask where I am going with this? Let's start with the fact that Lydia, the child (animated series), Lydia, the teenager (the first film and musical), and Lydia, the adult (the second film), are slightly different people. The relationship (in general, the specifics aren't important here) with Beetlejuice will also be different.

In the cartoon series, they're best friends (you probably saw something similar in "The Ghost and Molly McGee" from Disney). Although I have seen the opinion that the writers seem to periodically forget that they aren't a couple, and it sounds funny, but not quite canonical. In the first film, they're more like partners in fulfilling each other's wishes. Yeah, I don't think Beetlejuice had any romantic interest in Lydia in the first one. I haven't seen the musical in its entirety, but as far as I understand, their relationship there is somewhat similar to that in a cartoon series.

And the second film. Now that Lydia is a grown-up, we can really suggest a further development of their relationship. But for now, I'll focus on the romantic part. Yes, the feelings that Beetlejuice has developed over the years. I think the writers did a pretty smart job of showing us exactly it on his part. Beetlejuice is a romantic. He has this soft and sentimental side that only shows to Lydia. Perhaps we will see more of this kind of behavior from him in the third film. And even more, I want to see how Lydia gradually realizes her feelings for him. All these looks, jokes, touches...

We're waiting for the third film, Tim Burton.

[mystically-yours]

Might move blogs... I'll decide after the event week <3

[strawberryblondebutch]

when my sports team clinches a playoff berth solely because another team lost

[goddesstrolls]

Omnius: Man, get your dog

Masuni: Aw he don't bite

Omnius: YES HE DO!!

Darric:

[micamone]

actually i think one of the best, most unhinged, type of fan art is a whole-ass site dedicated to it. just fully immersing yourself in the universe to make a functional website that would be in it. it’s writing it’s coding it’s art WHO is that insane enough to do that to themselves. i love it.

[njadastonearm]

I finally got around to confronting Benny in this playthrough (mostly because I wanted to reset my Legion reputation so they'd stop ambushing me every five minutes) and as I was walking around the Tops I realized that there are no women amongst the Chairmen -- there's one woman working as a cashier (not sure if the cashiers/dealers are set or randomly generated?) but that's it. Not even the unnamed random Chairmen or Rad Pack dancers walking around are women. And I guess that seems kind of silly given the name but the group is also obviously inspired by the Rat Pack which did have women in it.

The only other factions in the game that have zero women are Caesar's Legion (the only women at the Fort, named or otherwise, are slaves), the Powder Gangers, and the Omertas (I guess this may depend on if you consider the prostitutes and the receptionist members of the family, but dialogue with Joana and Dazzle certainly imply that the prostitutes are more like property, not members of the family). The reasons for the disparity in the Legion and the Powder Gangers are explained directly in the game (the Legion bars women from combat; the Powder Gangers are escapees from a men's prison). The Omertas aren't addressed directly but the only women you can talk to are or were previously prostitutes, and while there are also male prostitutes it's notably the women who are treated as lambs to Clanden's slaughter -- even if it isn't explicitly addressed, it does give the impression that there's a certain ingrained misogyny in how they run their business. (Meanwhile, the only all-female "faction" is Maud's Muggers, who only appear with the Wild Wasteland trait and who also are literally just three old ladies hitting you with rolling pins.)

But while it's implied (through bugged dialogue) that Benny has definitely used women to his own ends and uses slightly misogynistic comments, there's no obvious reason why the Chairmen wouldn't have any women in their ranks. Even if there was an underlying misogyny, I'd expect something like the Rad Pack Review to have showgirls instead of men in suits or a token higher-up woman in Swank's place or as somebody's wife, even if she doesn't have much real power. Certainly there are also places in the real world where women just aren't welcome, but they usually also aren't welcome as guests or customers, which the Chairmen seem to have no problem with. I just find it kind of weird and something that doesn't make sense.

[pocket-size-cthulhu]

How do you regard someone who screwed you over so completely that it changed the course of your life, but like, for the better?

Maybe that's overstating this individual's influence. Maybe i would've found my way here anyway, but i don't know how; i was on a completely different path.

This individual's betrayal set me back quite a bit and shattered my trust in some aspects of myself. But because of that, I've been smarter, more careful and more strategic in my choices. Because i didn't go through the door they slammed in my face, i chose a different path and ended up having a lot of good things happen to me much sooner than they otherwise would have, and finding a future to work towards which is much brighter and more attainable than what I was working towards before. I was spared from miserably trying to do something that's just not for me, and set on a path that, while tough and miserable at first, put me on a much faster track towards contentment.

Maybe i should thank them. Then again, it still smarts. 🤷

[marta-bee]

I haven’t actually made more progress on the fic from a few weeks ago, but today I was composing a scene in my head as I walked home from the movie. Odd how much easier it is to write when said writing isn’t actually possible, innit?

[robyn-i-guess]

liking someone platonically is so embarrassing like. yeah i admire you. yeah i think about you all the time. yeah i look forward to every time i see you even if it's only for a minute. yeah it's all platonic and yeah i couldn't explain this because it'd sound romantic. fucking hell

[captainjonnitkessler]

Sometimes I wish we would start calling out the performative radicalism on this site for the poser bullshit it is. "Remember, it's always morally correct to kill a cop!" "Don't forget to firebomb your local government office!" "Wow, it sure would be a shame if these instructions on how to make a molotov cocktail got spread around!"

Okay. But you're not killing cops or firebombing government offices. You are posting on a dying microblogging website to a carefully-curated echo chamber that has radicalized itself into thinking that taking the absolute most extreme position on any subject is praxis but that anyone discussing the most practical way to effect actual change is your sworn enemy. You do not have the street cred OR the activist cred to be talking about killing cops, babe.

[liquidstar]

If my mom sees a significant amount of blood she gets lightheaded, and has fainted on some occasions. Once it happened when we were kids, I wasn't there to witness it but I heard the story from my dad. Basically my brothers, around 7 or 8 at the time, were playing outside while my mom was making their lunch, and she accidentally cut her finger. It wasn't anything serious, but it drew a fair bit of blood and she passed out. My dad saw this and rushed over, but he didn't really know what to do so he just sort of started slapping her to wake her up (not recommended, but he had no idea and panicked)

At that exact moment my brothers both came in from playing, and all they saw was our mom unconscious on the floor and our dad slapping her. So, like, without even saying a word to each other they both just INSTANTLY start whaling on him, like, full blown attack mode to defend our mom. Which obviously didn't help the situation, but she did wake up and everything was fine.

Now our dad says that he's actually really glad they attacked him over what they thought was going on, because it means he raised good boys. And I still think that's true, they're very good boys.

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Hey now, Let her cook!

[cowardlycowboys]

girl who needs to ask for reassurance would rather be stabbed than admit they have needs

GIRL GENDER FUNNY‼️ POST MADE BY MOST FEMININE HE/THEY SHUT UP‼️

[impulsivelycontentious]

I'm still thinking of that $10,000,000 vs $1000 a day poll because My Brain Be Like That and now I'm thinking of people's trust in banks and the economy and the marshmallow experiment and how it didn't prove what people claimed it did and how poor kids trust adults who promise marshmallow later a whole lot less and then what is the marshmallow? The lump sum or the $1,000 a day? The promise that you get to keep it or the promise that there will be more?

What do you trust less?

[lgbtlunaverse]

Nothing will dispell the "the curtains were just blue" myth faster than writing something yourself, because the amount of pretentious symbolism i am putting in my silly little fanfics is ridiculous. I mean SO much with these words, literally every single one of them. This fic has twenty five typos and zero correct uses of punctuation but if there's curtains you bet your ass I put thought into what colour they were.

[egophiliac]

can't believe that skeleman has turned on us, and Halloween Prom is tomorrow.

(what a top-tier UM...we are about to be just totally obliterated in the absolute silliest way. what possible use could this power have outside of bringing us to the brink of utter holiday disaster.)