listen i don’t give a fuck if we’re friends, if we’re playing videogames i will show you no mercy. fuck you. be strong.

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"Shiver me tampons" needs to make its way into my parlance

Oh Gaga

but the merman texting on his conch

they’re both texting holy shit

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a few thoughts on Susan Pevensie


Awhile back, someone sent me an ask about this drabble on Susan Pevensie, wondering if my little story was agreeing with JKR’s quote or disagreeing. I answered a bit then, but I wanted to talk a little more about it if that’s alright. 

There comes a point where Susan, who was the older girl, is lost to Narnia because she becomes interested in lipstick. She’s become irreligious basically because she found sex. I have a big problem with that.” - JK Rowling

So, here we go: yes, I agree with Rowling. I have a big problem with that. (I think I read it more as she discovered vanity, rather than sex, but same idea). 

Susan doesn’t show up in The Last Battle. She is not saved. That, alone, is fine— this is a story about faith, and having someone who loses faith is important to that story. 

BUT the way Lewis explains to us that Susan is lost is something along the lines of she started liking lipstick, nylons and invitations.

He gives us a couple of lines from people who are not Susan, and they sum up her existence as lost. Because lipstick. 

Let’s look a bit closer at this. There were so many choices here. She could have discovered Nietzsche, or atheism, or both. She could have told too many stories to her mother, who got her counseling and medication for her hallucinations. She could have gotten bullied at school until she bowed under the pressure. She could have gotten angry, gotten furious at being kicked out of a world she loved, at doing puberty twice, and shoved all of it away, lost faith as an act of retribution.

That would have made her a kind of vicious, sure, cutting off her nose to snub her face, but at least she would have been doing something. Here, other people tell her story. Here, “lipstick, nylons, and invitations” is used like it’s a complete thought.  

I don’t have a problem with Susan losing faith, but it bothers me that “faithlessness” is synonymous with these things, these stereotypical assets of a young woman. Oh lord, she cares about her appearance. How can she also believe in a magical land and the bravery of childhood and the faith of the innocent if she cares about her appearance

Susan is shamed for growing up. Now, there are a lot of ways to grow up as a woman, let alone a person, but this is the way we are told to grow up: a coming of age, boys and banter, giggles and lip gloss. We’re sold this brand of femininity. Susan embraces it and she is dismissed as a person for the crime of acting out the story they were selling her. 

She cares about her appearance, just as we tell women they should, so she is vain. She is vain, so she is silly, she is foolish, she is faithless. 

To be fair, this is a story they still tell about women. That caring what you look like makes you vain, and not caring makes you sloppy. We want beautiful girls. We want them to be all-natural. “You’re prettiest without makeup on,” they tell some girl who spent fifteen minutes this morning plucking her eyebrows and putting on invisible foundation to cover her blemishes. It makes sense why Lewis told this as Susan’s story and thought it was enough. I don’t think he did something wrong writing it. I think he did something ignorant, but that doesn’t make the story any better.

Or maybe this isn’t me being fair. Maybe this is me being furious: this is a story they still tell about women. 

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My little sister is a really pretty girl and she gets dick pics all the time from annoying boys, so being the girl she is, she started using them as blackmail.
She now has about 30 boys doing her bidding because one stepped out of line and she got someone to print out 500 copies of the photo and mailed it to his family.

My sister is 16 and she’s running a black mail Mafia.
She’s going places.

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Tags: good stories



Here are some scientific facts about blood loss for all you psychopaths writers out there.

Thank you so much. The amount of fics I’ve read where someone cuts their foot and immediately feels faint is insane -_-

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Anatomy of a battle scene.

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six fanfictions i am currently craving: 

  • the steve rogers and bucky barnes are really mad about these newfangled bananas show, starring steve rogers and bucky barnes, who are really mad about these newfangled bananas
  • this same fic, five more times



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