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I've begun noticing a trend for me and it's constantly genderbending only the men in shows so I can make everyone fem and lesbians and idk how else to explain this but uh yeah

Um be in look out for fem drama brothers art in a few days

You know what really hit me hard in the Barbie movie?

That scene at the beginning where Barbie goes around her normal day, at the president's office, at the court, at the nobel prize ceremony...

All the Barbies, when being complimented on their achievements, being told they're doing an awesome job, when they, themselves, talk about their work and what they've achieved...

None of them doubt it. None of them are awkwardly trying to go 'oh it was very hard, I had help, it wasn't that important..."

No. Instead, they own it. They are confident. They know their value, they are not afraid to say 'I am good at what I do. I wrote an excellent book. I am great at being President of Barbieland. I am strong. I am a doctor and very good at my job. I am a lawyer and me showing feelings and empathy does not diminish my work in any way."

That scene actually hit me even harder than Gloria's speech. Because how often have I been hesitant to say I have done a good job, how often have I done my best to tone down my achievements because I didn't want to be seen as bragging, because I myself wasn't even sure it was that good, because I never think it's good enough?

Too often.

I'm going to try and work on that. Because I am badass, and I write good stories, and I deserve to be proud of them.

Because I AM good enough.

when you want to be elizabeth but you're actually darcy

PRIDE & PREJUDICE (2005)

Just found out it's International Asexuality day.

I raise a glass to all you people who are confident in the knowledge that you're just not into sex. You rock.

I'd tip my hat, but I'm indoors.

Does this mean Uzi is some god now or whatever 😭

Oh my god hi I just wanna drop by real quick and say that I saw your post about that H0n3y-bee person stealing from you, they’re doing literally the exact same thing with me right now LMAO..,

Absolutely gobsmacking, the whole following just to trace and post on instagram thing too bro has an agenda 😭

AUGH- man I’m so sorry abt that. That’s so shit. And See, I’d be even a little bit less mad if they traced but they didn’t. They straight up saved the image and posted. With my signature and watermark still on it.

Really got me out here wondering what the hell is wrong with them 😔

If Harper Lee sold alcohol I think it’d be branded “Tequilla Mockingbird”

Record Score

Third and final piece of Message Received (See my fic-list for parts one and two) not exactly what I’d had planned, maybe not what any of you wanted, but I hope you like it anywayyyy….This wasn’t even what I had planned to post lol but eh I think this was more anticipated.

Softly dedicated to all of my extremely patient followers, I appreciate you all.

Word count: 5363 Rating in case you stumble on this since we can’t tag responsibly anymore: lemon. (would you call this grapefruit?? Nahhh the next series I’m working is grapefruit.) Ship: Klance (Pff) now with some previous Jaith (And if ya’ll hate James you can shush, Jaith as exes who ended amicably will always be one of my favorite things so just shush up.) Where we left off: Keith had responded to Lance’s accidental phone sex with an extremely purposeful sex tape. Lance is now on his way to have at the guy he apparently could have had from the get go.

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It’s one thing, Lance figures, to punch an address into his uber app so that he doesn’t have to think about anything but Keith until he gets to his apartment. It’s another thing entirely to think of nothing but Keith and not get a hard on in said uber drivers back seat.

And even better to grow so incredibly anxious back there when he realizes that Keith not only lives off campus but a way off campus. Like— away, a way.

It’s twenty minutes before Lance recognizes Keith’s bike in a parking lot and knows he’s finally getting close. The uber driver shoots him a look.

“Man, try not to drool on my seats will you,” he scoffed.

Lance rolled his eyes and leaned his forehead against the window glass, his leg bouncing nervously.

“I have been a perfect gentleman James, don’t give me that shit.”

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