Gender Should Not Define A Great Story!
Gender should not define a great story!
Imagine a book/story where you are never actually told the gender of the main character. You know their eye colour, hair length, height, hair colour, name, how they dress and everything about their girlfriend/boyfriend, but not if it's a boy or a girl. Every person who reads the book/story will have an opinion about what gender he/her is, but no one can know for sure, because every single person who reads it, sees a little bit of them selves in the character.
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BLACK WIDOW (2021) dir. Cate Shortland
Jocelyn for gods sake
Jocelyn in the books: Clary I stay away from your brother, I'm afraid he will hurt you. Jocelyn in the series: I SHOT AN ARROW IN MY SON SOMETIMES, SAYING EH YO CLARY LEEEEEET GO.
The word “bumble” in bumblebee is so on brand describing them.
Bumble- move or act in an awkward or confused manner.
If you’ve ever seen a bumblebee go about their day you would know they do everything in an awkward or confused manner. Slow, fuzzy silly bees with no idea what’s going on or where they’re supposed to be!
A bumblebee once bumped into my brother while he was walking to class and the little guy just smacked into his face, backed up and flew around him like a businessman late for work with no time to apologize.
Lady Danbury: is something going on between you and my brother?
Violet: remember that time you fucked my dad?
So Me
Actual stuff I’m doing instead of learning for the math test tomorrow🍄😛 @lupixiepreuss
The writing process:
"violence won't solve anything" why must violence "solve" anything? is it not enough to be sexy? and maybe even choreographed to music that slaps?
“Carry yourself with the confidence of a mediocre white man.”
— The Love Hypothesis
Feyre: *singing* When your legs don’t work like they used to before…
Rhys: Damn it Feyre…my knee is FINE
Feyre: And you can’t sweep me off of my feet…
Rhys: That’s it…I am flying you to house of wind RIGHT NOW…
Feyre: Will your mouth still remember the taste of my love….
Rhys: House of wind can wait…say more things like that 😉😏😉😏😉😈
Feyre: will your eyes still smile from your cheeks…
Rhys: well I prefer roaring and moaning but smiling sounds good too 😉😏😉😈
Feyre: And darling I will be loving you ‘til we’re 70….
Rhys: You weren’t even born when I was 70..
