So quite a while ago I discovered my account was shut down by tumblr. I was given no reason or word at all abiut it and was not aware until I attempted to log in after a break. It took nine months for support to finally send me an automated response to my inquiry of my account. After again asking why it was taken down my account was restored afte rtelling me it found nothing wrong.
Okay.
Not sure what happened but my avatar was removed by them? Haha it was a literal snowflake with the blog's name.
I must have been hacked?
That aside things look the same around here. Fun to see all the cool art out there again.
I just realized that a shower scene with Kaitlyn could be... interesting.
If all the sexy diamond scenes in The Junior don’t take place in different locations of the apartment (the shower for one) I’m going to be very disappointed..
I love them! Thank you for the lovely art! ❤
send me a:“♥” and i’ll draw you a picture send me a:“✉” and i’ll handwrite a little message for you send me a:“✎” and i’ll handwrite your url
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say it with me
liking a character ≠ condoning their actions
understanding a character ≠ condoning their actions
relating to a character ≠ condoning their actions
never assume that only because someone likes/understands/relates to a character that they see this character as “perfect” and don’t recognise their flaws
A comma splice walks into a bar, it has a drink and then leaves.
A question mark walks into a bar?
Two quotation marks “Walk into” a bar.
A gerund and an infinitive walk into a bar, drinking to drink.
The bar was walked into by a passive voice.
Three intransitive verbs walk into a bar. They sit. They drink. They leave.
Anger:
Grinding teeth
Narrowing eyes
Yelling
A burning feeling in the chest
Heavy breathing
Unjustified or justified accusations towards other characters
Jerky movements
Glaring
Violence
Stomping
Face reddening
Snapping at people
Sadness:
Lack of motivation
Messy appearance
Quiet
Slow movements
Crying
Inability to sleep
Frowning
Red eyes
Isolating oneself
Fatigue
Not concentrating
Love:
Thinking about someone
Good communication
Not forcing a friend/lover into something
Smiling randomly
Making eye contact with loved one
Nervous behaviors (fiddling hands, biting lip)
Cuddling
Flirting
Inside jokes
Holding hands
Kissing
Offering gifts
Fluttering stomach
Racing heart
Losing track of time while with loved one
Daydreaming
Denial:
Disagreement with someone
Shaking head frantically
Backing away
Putting hand on one’s chest
Rapid speaking
Rationalization or justifying something
Dismissing someone or something
Embarrassment:
Blushing
Avoiding eye contact
Grimacing
Looking down
Changing the conversation
Rubbing back of neck
Shoulders slumping
A weak voice
Tightening chest
Panicked thoughts
Running away
Getting quiet
Concentrating on something else
Happiness
Smiling
Laughing
Squealing
Bouncing on toes
Warmth in chest
Fast pulse
A sense of contentment
Relaxed posture
Quick movements
Breathlessness
Desire to help
Fear:
Face going pale
Panicked thoughts
Jerky movements
Mind racing for a solution
Running
Freezing
Fighting
Fawning (doing what people tell you to do)
Side note: flight, fight, freeze, and fawn are all reactions to adrenaline. Aka the fight or flight response
Thinking of survival
Rapid breathing
A panicked feeling
Guilt:
Feeling horrible about oneself
Lying
Grimacing
Trying to redeem themselves
Asking for forgiveness
Anxious thoughts
I just do not see how it would be possible at all. The storytelling is too dependent on the LI's problems. They would have to kill off every LI because otherwise they would have to write five seperate parts to avoid huge weird gaps. And you know that will never happen.
Okay like I know none of the LIs are dead in TF/TS cuz like that’s so cruel but at the same time I can totally see PB being THAT extra and that petty like “oh y’all don’t like TF/TS? Fine then what if we KILL OFF YOUR LI!!!”
I kept myself from writing my own original fiction for a long time because I worried so much about not writing “like other writers”.
I’d read an amazing book and want to make a reader feel all the things I was feeling, but then decided “well, there’s no way I can write like THAT” and whatever inspiration I had would die.
Listen. You don’t have to write like other writers. You have to write like YOU.
No one can write the way you can, because your voice belongs to you and only you.
I finally stopped listening to the voice that told me I shouldn’t write because I wouldn’t be as good as other writers. And when I did, I wrote a book in a little over a month.
Write the stories that you would want to read. Write the stories that you’ve been hiding in your heart.
Write them, because no one else can.
I wanna know haha😂😂
happy tdov to the trans people who can’t or don’t want to transition, who are in an unsupportive place, or who are still unsure of their identities. you are just as amazing and valid as every other trans person and you deserve just as much love. ♡
There is nothing more infectious than the joy and love that the LGBTQ community exudes. I grew up with a gay brother whose every move I would emulate. I idolized him. Everything Frankie did, I would do. I can’t remember a difference between Frankie before he came out and Frankie after he came out. He’s always just been Frankie. Sexuality and gender were never topics my family and I were afraid to discuss. When Frankie came out my surprisingly unfazed (for his age) grandfather said “Congrats! Can we go to dinner now? I’m fuckin’ hungry.”
I was taught to do my makeup by queens in gay bars in New York City. I made my Broadway debut at 14 years old and did 8 shows a week but there was never a night I was too tired to run to a gay bar and do a quick Whitney cover before bed. My music being embraced and celebrated by the LGBTQ community is all I ever truly cared about when I thought about my career goals early on. There’s no award I could win or accolade I could receive that would fulfill me more than seeing a 6-foot queen with a 4-foot ponytail walk into my meet n greet and say “hey girl” or meeting a young queer person at Starbucks and them letting me know that my music has helped them become who they are. Literally nothing. Love is like music. It knows no boundaries and isn’t exclusive to any one gender, sexuality, race, religion, age or creed. It’s a freedom and a delicious luxury that all people should be able to sink into and enjoy every moment of. I am eternally indebted to and inspired by the LGBTQ community. I hope to create anthems for you that wrap you up with comfort and make you get your best life for as long as I live. Thank you for celebrating me the way I celebrate you.
I love you forever.
- Ariana Grande’s love letter to the LGBT community
Sofia. She/her. Writer, thinker, listener, trans woman, and supporter of the Oxford Comma.
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