Bell hooks said “love is profoundly political. Our deepest revolution will come when we understand this truth. Only love can give us the strength to go forward in the midst of heartbreak and misery. Only love can give us the power to reconcile, to redeem, the power to renew weary spirits and save lost souls. The transformative power of love is the foundation of all meaningful social change. Without love our lives are without meaning. Love is the heart of the matter. When all else has fallen away, love sustains”
When you come for me and others who do not share your specific beliefs with the force of law, and use the power of the state to force our compliance, your faith has now ceased being a personal belief. It has become a justification for your bigotry and an instrument of your authoritarianism, so now you are my enemy who I will fight with every last ounce of strength I have.
Live your best life, let me live mine, and everything will be cool.
Make laws that affect me and people I love, based on a story you tell yourself that I do not believe, and we are going to fight until one of us falls down, and it isn’t going to be me.
The plot is good, the characters are awesome, you’re totally motivated, but you have no time to write
The plot is good, the characters are awesome, you have lots of time to write, but you lose all motivation
The plot is weak, the characters are static and one dimensional, but you have lots of time and motivation to write
You have an idea for a one-shot and six chapters in your OTP hasn’t even touched hands
Your multi-chap plot can accidentally be wrapped up in 1500 words
You plot the plot twists and mythology and symbolism for a multi-chap for so long that you’re not a good enough writer to pull it off anymore
You write 20,000 words but don’t trust yourself to start posting the fic until it’s completely written and then it just dies away bc that’s a LOT of pressure
You write any entire perfect one-shot but can’t figure out how to tie it up at the end and so it sits in your drafts until you can’t remember writing it
You start posting a multichapter and realize you’ve written yourself into a morally-dubious corner that you have zero interest in continuing but it’s too late and you have to keep going.
You find the plot of your almost-compete fic in another fandom and you just can’t keep going even if no one will ever know and you didn’t plagiarize to begin with
You write a trope that you can’t find ANYWHERE in your fandom and give up because maybe there’s a reason no one writes that one here
You’ve started to be really bored of your main character and only care about the another character but it wouldn’t make any sense to change POVs now.
Your characters become OOC within your own fic because you forgot you wrote that one scene earlier
You write a long scene and realize it totally messes with your plot and/or character development but it’s long and you can’t bear to delete it so you have to just make it work.
(you give up shortly thereafter and waste 20,000 words instead of deleting 500)
You have to write plot? So that everything even makes sense?
You suddenly have to explain? Why some random fact about your verse happens? And you can’t figure it out? (magic?)
You realize the laws of physics could never allow your plot to work? And you’re not writing in a magical and/or limitless universe?
CANON CHANGES and your 50,000 word canon-verse fic features a character or plot that suddenly is OOC or makes no sense
CANON KILLS YOUR CHARACTER and you can’t deal with writing about their beautiful face in the canon universe anymore. You are twelve chapters into your fic and you cry and cry and cry.
quick survey how do u guys eat your grapes? do you bite it in half do you chomp it aggressively do you let it sit in your mouth cause i eat four at a time
character in a fight scene: *restrains their opponent by pinning them against the wall by their wrists*
me:
character in a fight scene: *pins their opponent down by straddling their waist and holding their wrists to the floor*
me:
character in a fight scene: *lifting their disarmed opponent’s chin slightly with the business end of their weapon*
me:
character in fight scene: *pins down the opponent and leans in close to whisper in their ear*
me:
character in fight scene: *restrains the opponent by twisting their arm/s behind their back and pinning them to the wall chest first with their own chest pressing against the opponents back*
me:
Character: *distracts their otherwise equally good/better opponent by flirting*
Me:
Character in fighting scene: *restrains opponents arms in a lock hold with their own, entangling their arms together forcing their bodies to be pressed together and faces in close proximity*
character in fight scene: *holds opponent by the collar, lifts them and brings them close to their face*
me:
Every time this crosses my dash it gets better.
Character in fight scene: *is pretending to be hurt, while the opponentcomes to them and then gets pinned down by them as they lean closer to them with and smirks*
I think monsterfucking is about vulnerability. When you think about it
Something about knowing this being could destroy you and trusting them not to and in turn the monster is letting you see this part of them and trusting you not to be afraid or disgusted etc etc
“i vaguely remember spending a significant amount of my childhood trying to gain a form of satisfaction from online server games” gen z alignment chart
There is something so special about teen superhero team dynamics, from Power Rangers to magical girls and everything in between.
I help you fight evil. I let you sleep on my lap when we get back home. I know everything about you, things your parents never will. We’ve almost died together. We study for tests together. We are discovering ourselves. I hope I still know you in ten years. You turned evil once. I still got you a birthday present.
am I breaking out because of a new product or because I wore makeup or because my period is next week or because I’m sad or because I’m stressed or ????
