it is a great injustice that such a small portion of the wlw community is talking about Disobedience (premiered in 2017 but will release in the US and UK in 2018), a lesbian film, about two childhood friends who shake up the Orthodox Jewish community by reconnecting and being v gay
it’s starring Rachel Weisz and Rachel McAdams folks
Regina George is finally going to let go of her internalized homophobia and be the lesbian that we deserve and if that isn’t something to rile you up then im sorry but you’re wrong
for intro to writing we have to write a paper on a popular slang term and its etymology and i chose to write mine on the word “doggo” because it’s all i could think of and i’m pretty sure that now i legally have to kms
Summary: Steve lost you once, and he doesn’t want to risk it again. Too bad he only has three months. | modern AU
Pairing: Steve Rogers x Reader
Word Count: 2.4k
A/N: This is part 1 of my entry for my lovely Sofi’s [ @nataliarxmanxva ] writing challenge! My prompt is Summertime Sadness, by Lana Del Rey, which appears in the second part. This is also my first actual Steve fic, so I hope you all enjoy! | masterlist
Idk guys, I tried out a different writing style with this one, not sure if it worked.
Starts off cute, but ultimately, it’s angst without a happy ending (fair warning yo). I had this planned to go one way, but then this story decided to march itself in the other direction and took me along for the ride. Hope you like it nonetheless.
“Steve,” you hiss.
Steve grumbles in his sleep, then turns his back to you as he rolls over. You huff indignantly. Unfazed, you poke his side insistently until he stirs awake, blinking the sleep out of his bleary eyes.
“Y/N?” Steve yawns, “What’re you doin’?”
“C’mon, ya big lug,” you whisper, grabbing his thin wrist and pulling him off the bed, “It’s a clear night,”. You pick up the small canvas bag you’d dropped on the floor, pulling it open to show him the contents. “See? I snuck some apples from home and packed some papers and a graphite for ya,”.
Steve shakes his head, trying his best to look more disgruntled than he really is. “You go on up,” he says, flapping his hand at you in a shooing motion, “I’ll join you in a bit,”.