im not claiming it

I can’t believe I have just spent days of my life defending people I don’t even fucking like because there are actual cunts on this website who 

a) think you should be able to physically assault people who disagree with them

b) think context doesn’t matter

c) think jokes are any kind of -ist, or are in any way inherently bad because they’re against some protected group

d) don’t think freedom of speech should apply to those they disagree with, and are willing to hurt people and violently riot in order to shut them up

You’re all terrible, you have wasted my time and you have only proven yourselves to be the fascistic cunts that you claim to hate. 

pt 2 of me taking a digital art class: my future fryder!! her name is stella

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This instagram user has been reposting other artists work and claiming that they made them. I blocked them and tried to report them but wowowee is this annoying 😤😤😤

(art in that screenshot includes works from @amethystocean-adr @deadlandsqueen @beccadrawsstuff)

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Love Square ^^ (credit)

ALLY BROOKE WAS THERE SUPPORTING HER EVEN THOUGH SHE KNEW SHE WAS NOT GETTING ANY ATTENTION AND THE SPOTLIGHY WAS NOT FOR HER…THOSE OTHER TWO CANNOT RELATE!

anonymous asked:

I dare you to share a something from a WIP if you have one (please pleaseee im so curious!!!)

I don’t usually publish my writing, like at all, but i actually like this part a lot so here you go. :) Oh, also context, this happens after Harry and Ginny go clubbing and Ginny kisses a woman for the first time. Harry’s very happy for her.

They walk in comfortable silence the rest of the way. Only, Ginny stops him before Harry can step into the apparition point. He comes to a halt and waits for her to talk.

“Do you ever…” she breaks off and huffs. “Have you ever felt like you could like someone, even if they aren’t, you know, a woman?”

Harry thinks about it. He remembers Cedric Diggory for some reason, his dark tussled hair and bright grey eyes. Ginny speaks up before he can say anything.

“Sorry. I knew it was stupid.” she says, rushed, and turns away from Harry. “I’m just tipsy. Let’s go.”

“Maybe.” Harry says instead.

“Maybe what?” Ginny looks back to Harry, clearly confused.

“Maybe I could like someone, even if they weren’t a woman.”

“Really?”

“Really.” Harry shrugs.

Ginny’s eyes widen, looking curious and a little hopeful.

“That’s cool,” she says after a breath.

“Is it?”

“I guess so. It was cool kissing Olivia.”

They stare at each other for a second and promptly burst out laughing. Harry doesn’t know what exactly they’ve learned about each other today, but it makes him feel lighter somehow.