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.
Yes, Avril Lavigne, you can make it more obvious. You literally told me nothing about these two people except their genders and presumingly their young age. They could both be gay, or not even into each other. They could be two complete strangers. They could be living on different continents, or in different time periods. You gotta be more specific.
It’s the fact she then carries on to describe them as “he was a punk, she did ballet” and then says “what more can I say?” and it’s like you still haven’t actually told us anything ffs Avril.
He was a 17th century english prostitute, she danced in the Perm Theater Ballet in Russia in 1893
Wow way to use an archaic meaning of the word ‘punk’ for historical accuracy.
I’ve never seen Boku No Hero Academia but I trust All Might
I have now seen Boku No Hero Academia and not only do I trust All Might but I would lay my life down for Toshinori Yagi at a moment’s notice I would rob all the stars from the sky if it meant that he would always be smiling and happy I love hi
Dr. Willie Parker, who is trained as a gynecologist and OBGYN, is a hero for the pro-choice movement because he’s honest about the undiscussed aspects of getting (or not getting) an abortion. Watch how he gives a consultation.
That last statement about regret is so important, because so many people don’t understand what it is or what causes it. Anti-choicers exploit this by manipulating pregnant people and creating doubt, which only increases the likelihood of regret, no matter what decision the pregnant person makes. You know what is best for you, even if it takes some time to figure it out.
having a fursona is an extremely freeing and deeply personal method of self expression that everyone should at the very least consider, regardless of the stigma surrounding furries or lack of interest in the community. in this essay I wi
y’all in the tags want the essay so yknow what? I’ll give you the essay
having a fursona is a highly personal experience. No one can take a fursona away from you. I had characters that were dependent on stories I made in the past with abusive, terrible people, and those characters now bear the memories of those abusive, terrible people. but you know what my fursona is? my fursona is a representation of me. my poor experiences are my sona’s. as I overcome my trauma, I overcome trauma associated with my fursona.
no one can ruin him for me. no one can take him away. when I’m upset, I can manipulate him into what I want. I can make him punk. I can put him in the clothes I can’t afford. I can put him in the fashion I’ll never wear. I can either draw him like my body type and help myself cope with dysphoria, or I can draw him in the body type I eventually want to have. I can draw him with other people and other characters.
and the animal aspect is representative too. I know people who are slow and tired who make sloth sonas. people who feel like they’re dirty who make raccoon sonas. people who want to strive for knowledge and make owl sonas. it’s a representation of who you are and who you want to be. your fursona is your ideal you. they’re a coping mechanism and a goal all at once.
your fursona is a unique experience no one can destroy. no one can take your fursona from you. no one can truly destroy your identity as long as you OWN THAT SHIT. therefore: make a fursona
That is the exact spot my parents found a stray kitten. Nice little addition to the family, but would have been a terrible addition to the pavement had she not been very vocal OTL
No joke, the place where that cat is resting in this picture is called a “dead cat hole” it’s an automotive term. Don’t believe me, look it up.
This is also where I found a stray cat, she was up in there during a thunderstorm and I begged my dad to let me being her inside and that’s the story of how I got my first cat.
Please don’t skip over this without reading it and making a mental note. Even if you don’t have a car, tell your parents or whoever, and make sure to do this. You think that’ll never happen but that’s what everyone thought who had this happen and didn’t check, and that poor cold cat met with a terribly sad end.
