I just realized Tumblr’s particularly malignant mutation of SJ pressures everyone in fandom to watch their movies or read comics or whatever to do so through a permanent attitude of deep hostility and suspicion. The author is already guilty until proven even guiltier.
And then when “problematic”…
When you find a friend you can act stupid with:
someone on facebook posted this intending it to be negative but instead it’s INCREDIBLE. go girl scouts
I love the piano. I love the cello. I also love the score from LoTR and The Hobbit. Mush all that together, and you have a beautiful piece from The Piano Guys [x].
Agreeing to make couple OCs with someone but neither of you are allowed to show your OCs to each other until they are ready and now those two are going to get together and they must work it out no matter what
let’s do it
//Absurdly helpful for people writing royal characters and/or characters who interact with royalty and members of the nobility.
straight dudes 100 percent of their lives
I didn’t think people like this actually existed
Here we see the Greater Douchebag in one of their natural habitats. Like many poisonous animals, the bright colors are a warning to stay away.
the no homo sapiens
I was just going to like and then that last comment
i hate when people go “i dont credit fanartists as Real artists because its fanart and they should draw more original art” ok yeah that patronizing attitude is nice and all but you know like… every piece of classical art is fanart of the bible
im sorry da vinci, the last supper doesnt COUNT as real art because its not original art and you should make some ocs
I think I just found the most compelling argument toward fanart ever
i passed these three guys while walking down the ave and one of them called out “you have pretty eyes!” and another one said “have a nice day!” is this the catcalling of the future because i gotta be real im pretty ok with it
I once had a guy on the street tell me I had nice lips. I wasn’t sure whether to be okay with this, but I eventually decided I would be because it was more fun to be pleased.
The closest I ever came to being catcalled was when I was out walking my border collie and some guy at a stoplight rolled down his window to tell me I had a pretty dog.