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me [angrily yet softly, through gritted teeth, while crying]: i love to write
There’s something very nice about remembering fics you read years ago. Maybe you remember the plot perfectly, maybe the rest of the fic is only a blur aside from a handful of vivid scenes, but you remember the way it made you feel. And sometimes you dredge up the memory - the premise or a favourite scene or a few lines that stayed with you - and your heart aches a little bit, the way it does when you think about books you enjoyed as a child.
To all the fanfiction writers out there: your work is beautiful and meaningful and it leaves an impact. I promise.
I still remember fics I read over a decade ago. Fics I read an embarrassingly long time ago. And a decade from now, I’ll probably remember ones I read today, even if it’s just bits and pieces of them.
Appreciation post for the smartest person in the MCU.
seeing a post from one of your rare fandoms randomly appear on your dash
whoop there it is
being “the cocky one” is a shtick only accepted when it’s done by men. both men and women get so uncomfortable when a woman acts cocky and confident and it really fucking shows the sexist double standard
call me bad waitress because I always spill the tea
The main thing that I recall from high school English is that, after you reach a certain age, the curriculum decides that books with happy endings and likable characters are stupid and babyish and that you’re only allowed dysfunction, oppression, and misery in your literature from now on.
If you somehow avoided depression so far, the school will provide you with some.
If you do not have a depression one will be allocated to you
Chick-fil-A in June: how do you do fellow gays? We love the gays. Spend your money here!! 🏳️🌈🏳️🌈
Chick-fil-A the other 11 months: we donate to conversion therapy and think being gay is a sin. We also donate to anti-marriage equality campaigns.
carol danvers: do you want to know a secret? don’t tell anyone, but I’m not technically a captain.
steve rogers, who had maybe six official days of training in his life & went around throwing and punching stuff until he was good at it: SAME
carol danvers: yeah, I’m actually a colonel. wbu?
steve rogers, sweating after only having like six days of training in his military career: uh
Oh hey I haven’t yelled about voting in a while
Reposting this because some of y’all need a reminding.
You know, I’ve tried writing material where the number of bisexual and gay characters present matches up with real-world demographics, but even that’s apparently enough to get folks passive-aggressively going “wow, is anyone in this setting straight?”, so basically my answer from now on is “no, not a single person in this setting is straight”.
When a room has 30% women in it, men think it’s 50-50. When it is 50-50, they think they’re outnumbered. Just one of the fascinating statistics on how people perceive gender balance, says Laura Bates.
…When a story has 5-10% not-straight people in it, a lot of straight people think “the gays are taking over.”
Let the gays take over
these are outstanding points, but not the only reasons why abortion should be legal. it should be legal because no matter the circumstance, women should be able to do what they want with their bodies. that’s it
Reblogging for the last part
Reblogging for the last part x2
“Call Me Maybe” with every other beat removed
me: “I have social anxiety”
what people hear: “I am a bit shy”
what the internet reads: “OwO cute shy boi,,must protecc!! hehe so quirky!1!!”
what social anxiety really is: taking months of knowing someone to feel comfortable enough to have a real conversation, your mind going blank during small talk, inability to participate in groups of more than three people, mentally rehearsing “simple” tasks such as ordering food or making a phone call and your heart racing anyway, constantly feeling watched, being afraid of getting places too early or too late, fear of being judged over the most random things (”is this a socially acceptable ice cream flavor to buy?” “what if they think my shampoo is weird” “will they hate me if I get up to throw my trash away?” “what if I emptied the dishwasher wrong!”), having panic attacks when you have to ask a teacher for help, constantly feeling left out or excluded even with friends, your hands shaking when you get called on in class, being overwhelmed in crowds and public transportation, disliking being touched, perpetual fear of disappointing those in authority, overall difficulty forming relationships, missing out on milestones or social events because you either have no friends to go with or know it will be overwhelming, preferring to be in groups of three so that conversation isn’t solely up to you, making so many everyday tasks so much more difficult than they need to be due to a crushing fear of being judged by random strangers you will literally never see again and needing to be seen as flawless
“did i say that out loud?”
so I got into grad school today with my shitty 2.8 gpa and the moral of the story is reblog those good luck posts for the love of god
okay so i just got my dream job??? a week after applying to it?? and now i’m thinking….maybe this is the good luck post
movies will really make an evil woman im not supposed to root for like fine as hell & confident 2 boot like………..bro we gay out here what did u think i was gonna do
goddess of chaos or whatever: give in to my will
me, who already stopped wearing bras in her presence & dyed my hair black to match her whole situation: ok but can we only kill the really really bad people