Room Clutter In Studio Ghibli Films.

Christian Lacroix Fall 2003 Couture

A saga of Batman picking up his Robins like a sack of potatoes and booking it whenever needed

Dick reacts with either a ‘hey I’m not done fighting’ or a ‘WEEEEEEEE’

Jason goes frightening still the first few times but eventually relaxes enough to try to wiggle out

Tim just lets himself get hauled away and sometimes ends up running back to fight (“I’m tracking their escape route and logging it, you can drop me off in the Batmobile and go after them!”)

Damian protests. Violently. (“I am not a child, Father!” “No, you absolutely are, and I say we go.”)

My Batfam-centric discord server!

multi-national corps make big bucks selling merchandise with the orange&pink lesbian flag on it but the person who made it is currently HOMELESS.

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Summer 2022 KFP gijinka studies ~

Once again thank you to NOT use and repost my art, really, I’ll see it.

It's Internet Explorer's last day, so it's mandatory to post this relic.

Have I told y’all about my husband’s Fork Theory?  If I did already, pretend I didn’t, I’m an old.

So the Spoon Theory is a fundamental metaphor used often in the chronic pain/chronic illness communities to explain to non-spoonies why life is harder for them. It’s super useful and we use that all the time. But it has a corollary.  You know the phrase, “Stick a fork in me, I’m done,” right? Well, Fork Theory is that one has a Fork Limit, that is, you can probably cope okay with one fork stuck in you, maybe two or three, but at some point you will lose your shit if one more fork happens.  A fork could range from being hungry or having to pee to getting a new bill or a new diagnosis of illness. There are lots of different sizes of forks, and volume vs. quantity means that the fork limit is not absolute. I might be able to deal with 20 tiny little escargot fork annoyances, such as a hangnail or slightly suboptimal pants, but not even one “you poked my trigger on purpose because you think it’s fun to see me melt down” pitchfork.

This is super relevant for neurodivergent folk. Like, you might be able to deal with your feet being cold or a tag, but not both. Hubby describes the situation as “It may seem weird that I just get up and leave the conversation to go to the bathroom, but you just dumped a new financial burden on me and I already had to pee, and going to the bathroom is the fork I can get rid of the fastest.”