Yeah, they made it work by virtue of going full alternate and making the gog movies themselves sci-fi action. Though, groot, kinda hard to go wrong with someone that has one line :)
Take something like prioritizing household resources. Maybe I'm in favor of repairing a toilet, she's in favor of repairing a door to a bathroom. Both function, but to a bare minimum. They both take extra effort to make viable, and the repair is going to be roughly the same cost.
We'd sit down and just talk, explain why one or the other makes more sense as the priority. In this example, I'd likely talk about the chances of future repairs if the toilet isn't fixed first. She might argue that the door not closing well makes the room colder, and thus encourages the water being hotter, which costs more energy.
We'd price out things, see if there was a clear path to one being faster than the other, if we can do the work or not, etc.
If we can't find a reason that one is better than the other, we just agree to fall back to picking one arbitrarily. Flip a coin, play a game for who decides, whatever.
That's the basic process, and an example of a real disagreement (though we figured out that the toilet was a higher priority because of what was wrong, and didn't need to go further).
What's more dubious is the ability of a penis you penetrate any of the relevant tissues without also suffering injury. Not that it isn't possible, but no way are you going through the diaphragm with human strength, not without also doing serious damage to the penis they're tough, but they aren't jam-through-a-wall-of-muscle tough
Plus, past a fairly reasonable length, there's a small chance it wouldn't be hard enough. It's already soft on the glans, the giving some cushion. Really big cocks can have trouble maintaining a truly hard erection. Not like it's some kind of definite every time thing, but a cock that's maybe 18 inches long, no way is it going to be fully self supporting. Even guys in the ten inch range get a little floppy at times.
So ramming that thing through even the cervix is dubious. Anal isn't even a guarantee that the cock could tear through intestinal walls. That can happen, but it's rare.
All I ever give a shit about with comic adaptations is that they stay true to the characters. If you're into comics, you're uses to alternate universes and weird retcons. As long as you're up front about that in your show/movie, you won't piss off many fans of an established character. They might not show up for it, but it'll be less drama.
Ironheart's whole thing, the core of who she is, is seeing a need for a hero, having the guts and smarts to make it happen, then not giving up on it. That's what this version does.
Is Riri my favorite Marvel character? Nah, not even my favorite of the era she was introduced in. But she's still pretty damn cool. She's everything Tony isn't, and she's still able to fight the good fight without trampling on Iron Man's cool factor.
Haven't seen the show yet, and won't until it's all out. But in terms of ironheart getting a show, I don't see a fucking problem that isn't artificial. It's most likely mostly racists and misogynists whining when it's this damn early. Real critique can't be done until there's enough available to at least get a vibe from it. Since its 6 episodes, nobody talking shit has anything useful to say. STFU unless you're talking about the actual production itself.
I don't actually keep snakes because I've never had a living situation that I felt was healthy for them until after I no longer felt I could handle them to my standards. But I love the little buggers. The big buggers too lol.
Snakes don't really have friends. They have friendly associates. They come to trust people, and as long as you respect that they aren't social creatures, can be quite companionable despite not really having friends. Mutual respect and trust go a long way towards serving the same role as affection.
They can even enjoy human company. It's just that the same kind of bond you get with social creatures isn't there. It's like the difference between a work buddy that you get along great with, but have no interest in outside of work; and someone that you have a deep connection to. Snakes are work buddies.
If a snake is voluntarily climbing around your neck, it ain't going to choke you unless something weird happens. Usually, if it's well socialized, you can pick it up and put it there, and nothing will happen. But you do run into snakes that aren't used to being handled like that, or aren't familiar with someone getting scared and reacting. But they still aren't trying to kill you, they're just reacting to fear. Kinda like if you run up to a stranger and grab them from behind. Most of the time, you'll just get "hissed" at (which snakes don't really do in this situation), but every now and then you get slapped.
People talk to them because people like talking to animals. It's a monkey thing. I talk to my chickens all the time. They maybe understand ten words, but they like being talked to for whatever reason. Snakes aren't as into being talked to, nor are other reptiles. But they tend to recognize a calm demeanor as non threatening, and may be soothed by a steady voice. But there's plenty that could care less what we monkeys chatter about.
People that keep them have any number of reasons for doing so. But what I like about snakes is that they're no bullshit. They're gonna snake, all day every day. They feel nice to the touch, and sometimes enjoy being touched, and will give you plenty of warning if they aren't in the mood. They're also gorgeous.
I still vividly recall my first real exposure to a snake. Some guy went around local schools with exotic, but "safe" animals. And they must have been because nobody ever had any problems with his critters
But he had a massive snake. I can't recall what kind it was. Boa or python, I'm not even sure of that, much less what kind. But this big ol' gal was bigger around than my arm now and I used to lift regularly. She was cool to the touch, and curious about us little baby apes. She'd sniff with her tongue, and move her head to look at whatever kid was closest. You had to be super good to be one of the kids holding her while the guy talked about her, but if you were, and you were at the head, she was prone to hiding her head under arms. Which tickled, but was just awesome.
He had smaller snakes too, and those were almost as chill as that big one. I had one crawl up my sleeve once. It worked it's way across my shoulders and pokes its head out of my collar. The guy was worried, but I was grooving on it, so the snake just stayed there until the end of the thing.
I dunno if schools would allow that kind of thing nowadays though. Which, as an aside, he didn't just bring snakes, it was all kinds of critters; spiders, turtles (terrapins), scorpions, hissing cockroaches, mantises, all kinds of stuff. not all of that was handled by students obviously. But he always had snakes, and they were all super relaxed around kids.
Like I said, the only reason I don't have one is that I couldn't provide a healthy and optimal environment for a snake. I made the mistake years and years ago of trying to take care of an iguana. This house doesn't have the space needed for a proper enclosure, so I ended up passing the iguana to a guy that was super dedicated to reptiles. Nowadays, I couldn't do the work involved anyway, even if I had the room. Chickens are hard enough
Not that this is nsfw territory, you could have asked this anywhere, and we've never argued over anything sexual.
I wanna say the last time we had an actual argument, as opposed to talking something out, it was about smoking. I was trying to quit, and was grumpy as fuck all. This placed strain on even the most minor of things, so we were both stressed as hell.
The argument was after she brought me a cigarette and stated I had my ass on my shoulders, and I needed to either have a damn smoke, or she was going to lose her shit. Paraphrased, she said it much nicer than that.
But, my rebuttal was about the difficulty added to the process of quitting when you're in the same room and bed as someone that isn't quitting.
It was this whole thing. The details are none of anyone else's business, but it did get loud and heated. The conclusion was that I would seek medical assistance in quitting rather than trying to get through it by cutting down and then quitting entirely.
I did eventually quit, as did she. That was before covid that we argued, maybe 2017? Could have been earlier than that, I'm not good at tracking time. We quit in 2020ish. I quit then, she struggled for a while after. I went with chantix, she tried doing what I had done, only using vaping as her stopgap for tapering off.
Since then, nothing has come up that wasn't resolved in a mutually respectful and controlled way. Intense discussions, absolutely, but not getting all het up and going at it.
It helps that I fucking hate arguing, and I was old enough when we met to have experience under my belt, and some good therapy. She hates arguing too, but was raised with arguing as the default, so didn't have the same tools to keep herself centered and on track when dealing with conflict. Back before I had done therapy I was way worse about letting emotion drive my mouth.
I'm not saying we never get angry, or disagree. We do. But we just don't let it get in the way of the love and mutual respect. So it never turns into an argument.
It also helps that we had plenty of time before we were in person to hash out a lot of issues. We'd an agreement on how to handle disagreements about the usual chaotic issues; money, kids, that kind of thing.
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