I feel like I’m going to go to my grave without figuring out if Dr. Horrible is deliberately a condemnation of the geek-flavored version of toxic masculinity that would, years later, play a significant part in the resurgence of open white nationalism and the like in America, or if Joss Whedon is just a dumbass who wrote an extended callout post for himself on accident
Fanfiction isn’t written for you, it’s shared with you.
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As a fanfiction writer, it’s taken me a long time to come to this realization, and ever since I have, I’ve been so much happier with my views of my work and my self-esteem. The person my fanfiction is written for is ME. When other people enjoy it, that’s wonderful and it makes me happy, but I shouldn’t beat myself up if people don’t. It’s not for them. It’s for me.
YES! Every once in a while, I’ll be like, “Ugh, this is such wish fulfillment garbage for MYSELF, what worthless trash.” And then I’m like, “Wait, no, that’s why I’m writing it.” If other people don’t like it? meh.
I’m a lesbian and somehow I manage to walk down the street and not ogle women I find attractive, or cat call or degrade them, or touch them without permission, or interrupt their daily lives, it’s almost as if I’m treating them like human beings despite my attraction to them. What an insane concept.
omg same
We were arguing about dress code in a meeting at work. And while my department knows I’m queer the other departments did not. As people (men) were saying that women showing skin and wearing tight clothes was distracting. I spoke up finally and said.
“I’m attracted to women.”
Everyone turned and looked at me and I was like “uhhh” so I finished.
“I’m attracted to women and I can still do my job. Regardless of what someone in my class is wearing. I can still teach. So why can’t you?”
What a couple of days! I haven’t had time to draw anything, my cat is irritated by my absence, tumblr is on its deathbed, and the sack of rice I ordered online came with a lengthy rip down its side. Mercury retrograde doesn’t even begin to explain it! Should we be packing up and heading to Pillowfort? I am aggressively unsure. Here is a doodle of Gavin Reed, Feline Addict
AU where Markus is the shy (semi-famous) artistic guy who lives a few doors down.
Simon’s family has moved in and is very strict about who he meets and who he talks to. He’s cooped up inside all day and doesn’t have any friends to talk to, as his parents only allow him to go to a private school and work at the library. It’s a lonely life without any fun..but Markus is hellbent on fixing that.
Side note bonus; Markus embarrasses himself every time he tries to introduce himself to Simon and ends up looking like a complete fool.
➖He sees Simon every morning walking to his job and stares at him in all of his beauty. He waves all nervously and swoons whenever Simon waves back, but normally he just blushed and rushes off
➖Markus goes out to the library and sees him working. He sits at the cafe part drinking coffee and sketching him whenever he can. It may be a little strange but he seriously can’t help himself.
(This AU is also lowkey Romeo and Juliet esq where they’re not allowed to see each other but they do anyway)
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