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Batter that I drew in MSPaint, in a car, on my laptop with the track pad, and my brothers chastising my every move

”ur mean😢😢” -my mom. (I quite literally am just trying to get my hw done and i didn’t do anything at all.)

first week of uni and I've met so many people. Some less awesome and a few so absolutely fucking awesome, I wanna know them forever! Like, you know when you just click with people? BC damn, I love that feeling:)

Imagine a butch eating you out so fucking good and you’re struggling to keep your eyes open so they’re like “if you want me to keep going, keep your eyes on me, pretty girl”

AHHHHHHHHHHHHH

; I love being colourful. Logically I know I know I could pass really well, but also .. Skirt .. Sparkles .. Anything even remotely feminine that apparently = woman .. It's so pretty. I wanna be a pretty and whimsical boy. Is that so hard to understand ? ☹️

crazy how people assume trans guys dont know if we had short naturally coloured hair and a basic style we'd "pass better." "you want tips on how to pass? no more fun piercings, jewelry, anything feminine, dyed hair, nail polish or nice things for you!" thanks but I choose joy and whimsy x

need to find a dungeons and dragons grouo that dont take the game too seriously and would let me play as Mikael Ibn-Jack, who has max stats in charisma and stamina and dance, none in strength, and is a bard woth a focus on singing.

but sadly some ppl be taking it way too seriously. i only need a new group bc my siblings moved away and i can no longer play w them so ya

pov you did something cringefail at the olympics and are getting investigated for murder

Came across this delightfully goofy rendition of March of the Falsettos

ridiculous historical alternative scenario 1

i have seen your scottish alexander hamilton and love him deeply. may i suggest the far less plausible, actually probably impossible scenario my group chat created for the kick of it: french alexander hamilton.

we pulled a bene gesserit and went back in time to careful go through generations of genetic selection and whatnot just to insure that alexander hamilton is born in france.

his mother rachel was a huguenot french, if i'm not mistaken (or at least a descent) and i believe she was born in the west indies, her father being a physician? once again, this isn't for sure and i'll need to find a reliable source on that, but we really do lack a lot of information about her.

why this absolutely implausible scenario, you ask?

solely to imagine a world where thomas jefferson went to france and was absolutely taken by this catty frenchman - and suddenly all the things he hated about hamilton in reality are charming and vogue. he loves hamilton like he loves lafayette. hon hon hon.

and the second implausible scenario: lafayette and hamilton know each other from childhood (they weren't even in the same social sphere but this already makes no sense so shhh) and they come to america to fight together. let's just pretend hamilton is somehow from a very noble french family now. wreaking havoc onto washington's staff and waggling his eyebrows at everyone. we want to see washington squirm, a flip of the power dynamic.

imagine he meets napoleon. is he captured with lafayette? does he become a radical and agree with jefferson? whatever the hell we want, this makes no sense.

so in conclusion, this is a shitty au that has no historical basis nor is cleverly figured out. but we wanted to see alexander acting exactly like the french stereotype, flirting, drinking, dancing, wearing ridiculous clothing, taking washington by the cheek and kissing him. just chaos, to the extreme. i mean, frenchmen seemed to love him so.

this is late retribution for alexander never getting to go to france even when john laurens petitioned for him. sorry ham, you would've taken paris by storm.

it's camp.

send me inbox messages …. especially if they’re related to hcs or ideas for zero day … or anything … i’ll always answer

i’ve said spontaneo so many times since watching the making of and i giggle because no one around me knows what i’m referencing … it’s like a little inside joke

Guys look at this cool tree i found one time, it's bark is weird looking.

And here's are some snails I found in a pond too

And here's some salamanders as well

Sunshine x Sunshine Prompts

1- "It's physically tiring to be brooding."

"At last someone gets me."

2- "I'm always a sweetheart until you hurt A."

3- "I- you actually like me behaving like this? My last girlfriend/boyfriend/partner hated it."

"Of course I do! They're all assholes."

4- "Stop tickling me!"

5- "You're so cheesy, A."

"You love me."

6- "What's wrong? You haven't giggled in an hour."

7- "Don't pout."

8- "I'll do anything to cheer A up. Not that they need me to."

9- "We're not the same. I'm the loud, outgoing kind of sunshine and she's/he's/they're the kind, shy type of sunshine."

10- C- "Oh. A's always a sunshine."

D- "Until you-"

A- "C, WHAT DID YOU SAY TO B SHE'S BEEN CRYING SINCE MORNING!"

D- "hurt B."

11-"I like it when you smile. The way your lips turn upwards, your eyes brighten- The way I want to kiss you whenever you grin."

12- "You sing terribly. I'm joining you."

13- "She's my sunshine in human form."

I was thinking of doing a grumpy x grumpy list in my recent 'defying common tropes' phase, would anyone be up for that? Or any other list of this sort?

Please tag me if you use, I'd love to see what you come up with; other rules pinned.

Omg yess! I’ve been dancing ballet and tap since I was 3 years old. I’m 19 now, so I’ve been doing it for 16 years (would have been 17 but I took a year off for school) and I love watching new people trying to learn not because it’s funny, but it reminds me of when I started. It’s so exciting watching new people jump into something I’ve always loved doing, and watching them nail the steps after a while and getting a routine down.

When I was 18 I took a ballet class at college and every morning our beginner adult class started just as the Ballet Majors in the studio next door took a mid-class break.

Many mornings they would gather in the doorway of my classroom and watch us struggle through our bar warmups or jumble up a new technique while they smiled and whispered to each other.

And every morning I dreaded seeing them there because I knew they were making fun of me.

I had other classes with some of them, and I was always embarrassed when ballet came up, and it always did, them being ballet majors, because I loved to talk about it but knew they’d seen me dance, and I was sure they thought I didn’t belong in the conversation.

At the end of the semester, our instructor announced that she’d like to invite the dancers from the next door studio to sit in on our final performance as an audience, and everyone in my class hesitated. We’d worked so hard, we wanted to celebrate our progress during our final without being judged. Most of us left class that day suddenly more anxious about the final than we’d ever been.

The next morning, in one of my other classes I had with the ballet majors, one of them approached me, and as if she’d been reading our minds the entire semester, she said

“Hey. I just wanted to say that I know we watch you guys dance a lot, and I wanted to make sure you know we’re never laughing at you. When we watch you guys learn the basics…..it reminds us of when we first started when we were younger. It’s like…looking at ourselves when we first fell in love with dancing. That’s why we love watching you guys.”

It shocked me. I felt awash with relief and utterly stupid all at once.

Here I had spent an entire semester assuming the worst of people who had otherwise been nothing but nice to me in every other setting, and I had no one to blame for that but my own insecurities that I’d allowed to rule me for months.

I’d been so unfair to these girls, because I was self conscious. I was so worried about being judged that I’d judged all of them.

Here I was worried they were laughing at me, and all along they were looking at me with nothing but absolute delight, even envy for what I was getting to experience.

This encounter changed my entire attitude, permanently.

It made me realize that, yeah sometimes people are jerks for no reason, but more often than not, people really are just….Good.

Since that day, I’ve started giving everyone the benefit of the doubt until they prove me wrong, for their sake and for my own.

And I’ve learned that the world becomes a lot better and life becomes a lot easier when you accept that maybe not everyone is judging you. Maybe you’re the one who’s hardest on yourself.

Let yourself be. Let yourself exist and breathe and be happy.

The world is a much better place.

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fucking love when I'm on a call with someone and they start to do a little errand or go somewhere else and they say "and you're coming with me" like. absolutely I am let's go on an adventure I've been spirited away

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"mom's not home, you know what that means" walks around the house talking to the imaginary audience for three hours straight

THE SILLIES!!

“our teeth and ambitions are bared” is a zeugma

and it’s a zeugma where one of the words is literal and one is metaphorical which is the BEST KIND