Viggo himself solved my issue with which of the buses that was The Cuntybago. Because here he is, in all his glory (and very shiny hair - he looks like he's in the Bee Gees or something), in The Cuntybago t-shirt with a pic of the bus on it!
So, seems The Cuntybago IS the bus with the green stripe and not the yellow-ish thing shown in the clip from the reshoots. So all the photos and such must have been moved from one bus to the other? Or what? It's still very mysterious.
But at least I can rest assured it's this first bus, from the original filming, and not the impersonator-bus from the reshoot.
gojo would kill your work husband. but if he were the work husband, that's a different story
REAL!! he’s such a hypocrite because if someone mentioned you had a work husband, his entire world would stop and he wold devise the absolute worst plans to make sure that your co-worker, everyone at your job, and everyone in the next building over knew that he was happily committed to you
but if he is the work husband, he’s very........ dutiful in his role. there’s a loose office/lawyer au in my head where satoru is your secretary, and for all intents and purposes, your personal assistant, and he’s good at his job, but mostly because he considers his job to be pleasing you. he has coffee for you when you arrive, he moves your schedule around without you asking, he has answers to questions before you can even ask them, he has fresh flowers on your desk weekly, pokes into your meetings to pretend to hand you a file that’s really just maybe a single document in a manilla folder with candy on top of it—he’s made himself your business, your partner; he’s made himself irreplaceable, and he loves to remind everybody of that fact.
he’s also extremely loyal. sure, he could day a week’s worth of work done in about a day, but that doesn’t mean he’ll just use his talents for anybody. he’s your secretary, so he’s at your beck and call, and everyone knows it. they know he’s the best, but also that he’s off limits—not because you won’t share him, but because satoru won’t let himself be shared.
he also extends his duties beyond work, of course. when he hands you a print out of your schedule for the day and you’re confused by the three-hour block of time you have in the middle of the day, satoru just helps you shrug your coat of your shoulders and smiles, “that’s for the lunch date you have with me, of course!” hanging up your coat in your closet for you, “i’m paying, see you soon, sweets.” and because you’re great at your job, and satoru helps you be great, nobody really questions when the two of you have time for a 13-course tasting menu at 1pm on a tuesday afternoon. and if they did, all satoru would say that you two had a lovely date
It's just... odd to me, I suppose, going from "what is in my pants is completely irrelevant to most anybody else's life" to the expectation that you must be completely open, essentially, about what is in your pants.
I think a lot of people understand the general idea of why it's bad decorum to demand people offer explanations for private information like this, but they don't analyze exactly why it's bad besides, "asking directly is just rude" and not "asking in any way still enforces the often violent nature of gender and sex, and putting people in the 'right box' is a part of that violence."
It's especially odd when seeing other trans people enforcing the idea that "what's in your pants?" is a genuine, good-faith basis for interacting with others.
Anyone else on the side of tiktok where Spiderman fanboys and the rest of the gaming fanbase give each other shit because BG3 won all of the awards and Spiderman 2 won zilch lmao
It's just... if someone says, "I don't want this." And the response is, "Yes you do, you just don't know it yet" ... is that not the rationalizing root of some of the most insidious abuses ever?
Y’all do not understand how badly I need a man that loves his kids. Like- I want that domesticated fluffy fanfiction lifestyle. Give me a man that genuinely wants to see his kids grow up into amazing people. Give me a man that spoils his kid as much as he spoils me if not more. It is honestly in my opinion literally the hottest, no- SEXIEST thing EVER. When a man just WANTS TO BE THE BEST DAD EVER. Literally gets me so excited and feet kicking happy to the point where I will probably never stop having children.
1 epic thing my autism gave me is complete lack of shame around my interests/hobbies like obvs unless it is something bigoted ala harry potter there is nothing anyone can say that will stop me from feeling zero embarrassment from participating in it and i cannot be bothered by being told i am “cringe” like my brother in christ there are far far more important things to focus on/be aware of as a person such as not being a piece of shit so if ur issue with me is my interests i cld not care less who give a fuck. ykwim.
Your influence in this world doesn't need to be all-encompassing and World Changing. It can be small ripples. It can be gentle and easily missed.
Let yourself do small things. So often, people have this idea that to do "good things," it must be a grand gesture that changes every little thing. Honestly, that can be so intimidating and scary. We weren't meant to carry the world by ourselves. We each contribute, often in small ways, often in ways that aren't seen by everybody. But the people you affect might just take that kindness you gave them and let it light them home. Let yourself be that in whatever way you want. You don't need to carry the world alone.