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It’s just me and my ibs against the world
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Those "modern fairy tales where the princess saves herself" types of books not only misrepresent the gender roles in fairy tales (there are tons of stories where girls get to save the day), but they fundamentally misunderstand the entire genre.
Fairy tales aren't about saving yourself.
These aren't epic myths or heroic legends about the great warriors who slay every monster in their path because they're so awesome. Fairy tales are almost always about ordinary, even incompetent, people who get thrown into strange situations where they only succeed because of the help of others.
It's not a gendered thing. The boy who goes off to seek his fortune is usually the dim-witted third son whose older brothers are the strong, smart ones. The third son succeeds because he is kind to the magical helpers who then complete the tasks for him--and the exact same thing happens when a girl is the main character.
The characters in a fairy tale rarely succeed because they embrace their own strength and take their own path. Much more often, they are told step-by-step what to do, and they succeed because they obey--respecting the wisdom of others.
The core virtue of a fairy tale is not pride, but humility. It's not a story about the strong, but those who are weak, small, helpless. The people who can't do it all on their own, but can recognize the worth and wisdom of others.
Turning this story into a "girl power" (or even a "boy power") story warps it into something that is fundamentally the opposite of a fairy tale, and it has nothing to do with the gender of the main character.
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i know what this situation needs…explicit fanfiction
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June 18, 1924 Journals of Anais Nin 1923-1927 [volume 3] [ID: Date — 18 June 1924. Text — And then there is the garden. END ID]
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my glasses are always dirty but it's fine. i've seen enough.
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the existence of "maybe", "perhaps", "perchance", and "mayhaps" suggests there should also be "maychance" and "perbe"
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I love when you go on a date with someone and you’re like. well that was neither wonderful nor horrendous. You seem Fine. I’m sure if this was the 18th century and we were gentry arranged married to secure our fathers respective land interests we would care for each other in our way. you would buy me nice horses that I really had no interest in but would admire how gentle you were with them and when I died in labor during my third pregnancy you would tell our surviving heirs that their mother was a handsome woman who never drank too much and embarrassed herself in company
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i posted on ao3 for the first time.....and someone commented on something I WROTE
sjwkxjowjdkejdowjdjwidi like you have no idea how exited and happy i am
like wow
im so
what is this feeling
im so happy wth LIKE SOMEONE ACTUALLY TOOK TIME OUT OF THERE DAY TO READ WHAT I WROTE AND THEN FELT THE NEED TO COMMENT ON IT WOW
ive never felt like this before
like for the first time ever i posted something on ao3 like unedited no proofreading nothing
and someone other then myself has read it????
the only time someone read whta i wrote was an endlish and serbian teacher like what??????
a random ass stranger saw this and was like kudos
:0 im so happy right now words cant describe it
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what was your almost name? mine was sofia
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And then one day you're in the kitchen of your family home,
and it's clean, quiet, and empty,
and you wish that everyone could be in the kitchen with you
one more time.
daily affirmations:
i am kind
i am in control of my emotions
it does not bother me when someone is in the kitchen while i was planning to be in there alone
everyone in the house has the right to be in the kitchen
i am kind and in control of my emotions even when someone is in the kitchen while i was planning to be in there alone
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NIALL: -drops his tea- LOUIS: Oh, for God’s sake, Niall! NIALL: AAAARGH!! HARRY: For the benefit of the radio, Niall just dropped his tea.
I swear this will never get old.
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a feel like the new generation of fanfic readers NEED to understand that clicking on a fic (interaction) does nothing. ao3 has no algorithm. your private discord discussions of fic do not reach the authors. if you do not actively engage with writers they will stop posting. this isn’t social media this is community.
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Group Hug
I received some asks with the request to just post this one without a watermark.
Here you go. Full size. Please credit me if you use it. Thanks.
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