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The production value here is off the charts but this is also literally just what it feels like to play Uno.

legendaryjay_ on TikTok

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Only the subtlest metaphors on this Tumblr.

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Interspecies lesbianism

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My boy. Chaotic gremlin. If you can't tell I love 92!Spot Conlon because he's such a little guy and still everyone is afraid of him (not that you can't tell my favouritism looking at my fics on ao3) Close-ups under here:

Also thanks for everyone who reacted on the Race post, got really motivated to post this too due to it. Also did it in August last year and it has been rotating in the back of my mind since then :)

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I love this so much, I’m gonna start saying “nuts” we need to bring it back

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we are in a media literacy crisis

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thank you @dateamonster I’m rotating this in my mind forever

[ID: a medieval-style digital drawing of a butch mermaid with medium brown skin, a bunch of arm tattoos, one dangly pointy earring, magenta hair, and a magenta tail. she’s wearing a green fishnet tank top and has pink starfish pasties, and there’s a belt around her waist with a small lobster clipped onto it who’s holding a set of keys. there’s a manicule pointing at the lobster with text in a gothic cursive script reading “carabiner” beside it.]

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Yeah sure we’ve all binged a long fic, but have you ever read a WIP and followed someone’s life?

Tidbits of information - (“I graduated today!”) - and small joys (“It’s my birthday!”) and you get to be there to say “This chapter made me cry, happy birthday, thank you for gifting us this”.

I remember reading this fic of someone at the end of high school, older than me then. They seemed infinitely wise, spoke of their future career and getting into the college they wanted. I remember them posting on days they felt like nothing could bring them down - and on days the whole world did and it’s the aftermath of a hospital visit. Cancer, I think it was, their father. I got to the end of the story, I know their father was fine, but also they got to finish their WIP. I graduated three years later than them, still dutifully wrote thank you notes in every comment. I wonder if they remember me, or just the collective of people reading the story as it updates.

Four years ago I was into my first year of university, my first year of figuring out being out in public spaces. I made excuses as to why my name didn’t match my paperwork and read a fic on the train, the same five chapters over and over again for the next years as I thought the story abandoned. It updated this week after such a long hiatus, I left another thank you comment.

There’s an author I love, they update their stories like a clockwork. When they don’t, I check their blog, just to see if their doing alright, not because I feel like they owe me, just to ensure whether I better get out my laptop to write that really detailed university level essay chapter analysis to get them smiling when their day sucked.

And then, once, when I was 17, I read a fic that hadn’t updated in over a decade. I wasn’t even in primary school when it started posting. On the last chapter, I left a comment that, in retrospect, was horribly rambly and most likely full of grammar mistakes. The author replied and though I couldn’t see their face, I thought of them crying. They were married now, had children, and hadn’t thought about this fic in years. They went through their files again, found another half written chapter and an outline. I got two new chapters to read that year.

And then, recently, someone told me they got back into writing original fiction because of my comments. I get to read nearly weekly chapters.

I love binge reading a finished fic, but nothing is ever going to top the feeling of anticipation of waiting for a chapter, the pure joy when someone tells you I was done with this, but you made me think of it again, so this is for you.

Anyway, I think we should romanticize reading WIPs more, growing up alongside the authors writing the stories we love.

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stop telling your teenage daughters who say they don't want kids that they'll change their mind

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“Notes on skirts and pants”

Source: miyuli on twitter

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CHRISTIAN BALE & DAVID MOSCOW as Jack Kelly and David Jacobs

NEWSIES (1992) dir. kenny ortega

BONUS:

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did u guys know u can change ur life at any point it doesn’t matter when and it is never too late😳

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since my writing post was received pretty well, i though i’d make other, to give some insight on the racism in the film industry and why it’s still a big problem now as it was in the past. 

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I would like to add to your request list, if at any point you are in the mood to draw (more of) my boy: 92sies Spot, also Broadway Spot in 'suns out, guns out' tank plz. As ever I love your art and you are a perfect sunshine bean.

ive had this ask in my inbox since before we regularly talked-

Wow i need to get posting dkkjfslkdjfldfk

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MUSHHHH????? I love you

Did u mean sleepy modern au mush or was i mistaken

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controversial opinion but top surgery and other trans healthcare shouldnt be trans exclusive. so what if an autistic woman wants top surgery because boobs are a sensory nightmare?? good on her. she isnt "mutilating" herself any more than anyone else who gets cosmetic surgery for anything.

it doesnt have to be exclusively "trans healthcare." maybe a cis guy just wants boobs or a cis girl wants a dick. who cares. your bodys yours. customize that bitch. the more normalized it is to just do whatever with your body for any reason the easier itll be for the people who need to do it to actually go through with it because they wont be socially pressured as hard or harassed afterwards.

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save ferris