why can't all girls be like this

honestly i’m so tired of people treating makeup and fashion like they can’t be hobbies. like it’s all right for a guy to know every player on every sports team or every car model but when a girl knows every makeup brand or every hand bag on the market she’s a brainless superficial ditz. like it’s a hobby and it doesn’t inhibit us from knowing about politics or what’s going on in the world, so why do assholes care so much that we also know every lipstick shade mac has ever come out with???


(This edition of the manga reads left-to-right).

I need to get something off my chest.

I know I said before that I personally don’t like the stereotypes yaoi has or the way fujoshis portray gay couples

But lately I feel like all the bashing against them or straight women who watch shows with LGBT characters in general is uncalled for

Usually, they simply enjoy the ship like any other ship(Of course excluding the ones who call it sin) and even learn to support the LGBT community along the way?

Meanwhile straight men who enjoy lesbian porn and content in general still treat the LGBTQA+ community like shit, only like lesbian couples for their sexual fantasies and even sometimes claim they dislike real life LBTQA+ women?? Yet I don’t see long ass posts bashing them or people giving them names with awful meanings like fujoshis?

Also, whenever there’s a show with a gay ship straight men spend their time bashing the shippers (and the show if this ship becomes canon), meanwhile straight women react to lesbian ships with neutrality and even positivity most of the time, if not always?

This feels like yet another way to hate on women…

You Have Me Next to You

This is a present fic for @holyfucksalt. Happy Birthday!
I hope this makes your special day a little brighter. Much love was put into this and I really hope you enjoy it.
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You Have Me Next to You
“You’re an idiot,” Sakura told Kakashi as she laid him down on the cave floor.

“Hai hai,” he waved her off. Sakura moved away to make a small fire and scrounge up some food from their packs.

When she came back to Kakashi’s side with their dinner in her hands, he immediately tried to sit up. With a sigh Sakura sat down and gently pulled his silver head into her lap. He settled down happily and pulled down his mask.

“You’re an idiot,” she repeated when he winced because he was trying to stretch his neck to kiss her without jostling his injured chest. Even as she said it Sakura bent her head to lightly peck his cold lips. Feeling cheated Kakashi wound his gloved hand into her pink locks to keep her lips right where they were until he had deemed their kiss a proper one.

When they broke apart Sakura thought about hitting his shoulder but instead she put her hands over his chest and began to heal him. Kakashi had thought to remove his vest and undershirt so she could get right to closing the hole in his chest. Sakura wet his ruined undershirt and used it to clean away the blood around the wound. Kakashi played with the ends of her hair as the wound turned from a wide open mess of blood and flesh into a thick pink scar and his pain eased until it faded to a dull throbbing.

“This could have been avoided,” she said with a mildly exasperated glare.

“Maa, Sakura how could you expect me to stand aside and watch you get cut with a sword?” he sounded absolutely affronted.

Sakura rolled her eyes but a smile touched her lips. “I had a chakra barrier up for that exact reason. Besides, even if it had managed to hit me by some miraculous act of treason by nature, I’d be better than you were just a minute ago.” At the end of her tirade Sakura raised an expectant brow and waited for his rebuttal. Kakashi’s only answer was a pout that did things to Sakura’s inside (he knew, the smug bastard) and another quick kiss that quickly turned into more. As soon as his hands touched the skin under her shirt she knew they wouldn’t stop until she stopped his deliciously wandering hands now.

Reluctantly she broke away from his lips and untangled her fingers from his hair to sit up and drag the energy bars and canteens of water she had found earlier closer.

Kakashi took them from her hands and tried to pull her back down but Sakura resisted and there was that pout again.

“Eat first,” she ordered in her medic-nin tone. He immediately broke open one of the bars and chomped down half of it. “After?” he asked with a mouthful of brown mush.

Sakura just sighed and settled into his side to eat her own food. Gosh, this stuff was disgusting. No wonder Kakashi wasn’t even bothering chewing it properly. Who’d want to savor this shit? (Or it could be that he really wants to get it on, some part of her brain suggested.)

Having plowed through his flavorless dinner Kakashi leaned back and put his arm around Sakura’s shoulder. “We should go on vacation after this,” he said while nuzzling his nose into her hair. They were on a mission so Sakura had used scentless shampoo before they left the village. Damn, he really liked that apple scented one she bought last week.

Sakura swallowed the last of the bar and turned to Kakashi with a tilted head. “Hmm?”

He took a moment to appreciate how cue she was before he pulled her into his lap and set about riling her up. His thumbs traced the edge of her shirt’s hem as his lips trailed over her throat. “We should get out of the village for some time. I hear Kiri’s wonderful this time around.”

Sakura pushed his face away from her neck to give him an incredulous look.

“Suna?” he suggested instead. She just shook her head. “We could take a mission leave and stay in the village,” she offered.

“You know as well as I that no mission leave will keep missions away as long as we’re within Tsunade’s reach.”

“Well, she’s been badgering me to take some days of from the hospital and it’s not like a war’s about to break out so you’re flexible-”

“That I am,” he agreed.

Sakura ignored him, “-so it’s not like we don’t have a valid argument and hey, where’s your shirt?”

Kakashi flexed his bare chest and gestured towards the bloody piece of fabric on the other side of the small cave. With a shrug Sakura palmed his middle but she couldn’t really get a good look at it from her perch on his lap.

“How’s your chest?” she asked.

“Chiseled,” he replied with a grin.
Sakura squashed the sudden urge to face palm. Well, two could play the same game.

“Oh yeah, let me see,” she motioned for him to lay down. Kakashi peered at her face for a moment, trying to see if she was serious or joking. He must’ve found what he wanted because not a second later Sakura was gently deposited on the floor and he had laid out a sleeping bag for him to lay down on.
With the flickering of the fire on his definitely chiseled chest Sakura had to swallow once or twice to not pounce on him immediately. Instead she got down on her knees and lightly, very lightly ghosted her hands over his torso. She traced his pectorals and kissed her way down to where his pants interrupted skin. On the way back up her tongue dipped into his navel and she felt when

Kakashi tensed up under her touch. With a smile she dragged her tongue the rest of the way until she reached his collarbones. That’s when she made the mistake of looking into his eyes.

His headband was off and his mask was totally gone but the look in his eyes made her breath stop and as soon as she opened her mouth the world became a blur. She was flipped and pressed into the sleeping back so hard she could feel the tiny rocks dig into her back. Kakashi’s mouth ravaged hers and his tongue left no corner of her mouth untouched.

When they began to lose breath he moved onto her throat. He wasted no time in dragging the zipper of her shirt down to reveal a plain black bra. He had never seen anything sexier. Sakura busied her hands by tugging at his hair and earning groans that made her moan. Her skin was burning and it had nothing to do with the fire.

When the only thing between them were her panties, Sakura slowed their kisses until they pulled back to catch their breath. “Is this wise?” she asked. Kakashi’s face took on a feral look and he caught her ear between his teeth.

“I dare anyone to interrupt,” he growled into her ear. There were no more interruptions after that.


Sakura was reading a book when Kakashi landed on her window sill. She put down her medical tome to open the latch for him. He stepped in nimbly holding a scroll with the Hokage’s stamp on it and a mission pack.

“Mission?” she asked, surprised. They had gotten back just that morning; how could he have a mission already?

“Yes, get you’re pack ready. We leave today and come back whenever the mission is complete.” Well wasn’t that very informative.

Sakura reached under her bed to reach for the extra pack she always kept on the ready.

“So what’s the mission?”

Kakashi’s exposed eye creased and Sakura suddenly felt nervous. “Make some babies,” he told her chipperly.


I binged. Not even the normal one cookie or a bag of chips binge. But like actually eating 700 calories in 5 minutes. I can feel all my hard work of this week draining away with all the food I ate. I can feel the food demon smiling maliciously at me for giving in. I want to cry I can’t believe I did this to myself and what I especially hate is how I enjoyed it. I need hardcore meanspiration or thinspiration or honestly anything to keep me going.

Y'all being bi is a struggle bc one day you may really like girls and convince yourself that you’re full homo or one day you may find yourself crying about how you think you’re straight and bOy that’s a ride


“…You come to me dressed like my sister, with my death in your coat. No matter that it is not my death. You thought it was. Why do you do these things, even knowing that those girls sew away at my armies through this very hour?” Koschei wrapped his arms around her and drew her close. Marya shut her eyes against him, her lover, her death, her life. But she was afraid, too, of all of the things he could be. “I will tell you why. Because you are a demon, like me. And you do not care very much if other girls have suffered, because you want only what you want. You will kill dogs, and hound old women in the forest, and betray any soul if it means having what you desire, and that makes you wicked, and that makes you a sinner, and that makes you my wife.”

–Catherynne M. Valente, Deathless


CL and Dara’s Letter to Blackjacks

How am I supposed to move on and be happy knowing 2NE1 could’ve had a comeback, yet it ended all of a sudden like this?

Enough with the ‘I saw this coming’ bullshit. Even the girls themselves never thought this would happen.

YG, man, you really screwed up.

Writing an essay about how diverse the character design for the women of Overwatch is just reminds me of this one girl in my art class who said they weren’t diverse at all because all the women were still hourglass shaped.

Nevermind the fact that we’ve got a world-class weightlifter, a female soldier, a pro girl gamer, and a freaking grandmother. Nope, not diverse at all.

  • Trans men/dfab trans folk: can we stop treating conversations about periods, uteri, vaginas, pregnancy, breasts, etc as "female/girl problems" and use more inclusive language since not all people with those things identify as women
  • Radfems, somehow: Unbelievable. this is why I hate trans women.

bella thorne is like that girl you went to high school with who everyone loved and called her a sweetheart, fashionable, and a cutie, and etc, but you find her annoying af for some reason like these people coudnt find anyone more basic to fawn over.. her presence is irksome for some reason ya know

okay so one thing though, why do teen dramas have literally no fucking chill on ships?? like have y’all ever heard of a slow burn? i mean re: this bughead storyline i love it but like it should have have built up over an entire season, not like 3 episodes. like jesus, twilight had better pacing than that!!