My favorite thing about She-Ra Season 5 is that, yes we got the catradora kiss, but we also got so many moments between them that just made their relationship so much more real. All the extremely obvious subtle flirting through the season, the longing looks, everything. I LOVED it. It was very special to me because it’s the part of queer relationships that hardly ever gets displayed on screen. Their whole relationship was fleshed out, on screen. The pining, the sheer gay yearning. Amazing!!! Here are *some* of my favorite moments:
BLACK GIRLS DESERVE HAPPY ENDINGS AND FAIRY TALE SHIT. BLACK GIRLS DESERVE TO BE SWEPT OFF OUR FEET, LOVED UNCONDITIONALLY AND NOT USED AS HEALING HOSPITALS FOR PEOPLE TO GET FIXED! We deserve love and softness. tender kisses and bouquets of flowers. We deserve to love & to be loved. We deserve to actually be fucking looked at. Nobody ever looks at us as the ethereal beings we are. And if we are, y’all are too shy to do anything. When are we gonna get what we deserve? I AM A WHOLE GODDESS
Hey everyone! My name is Gwen and I’m indigenous + queer.
I live on a rez in Canada that’s rural so a car is extremely important!
My mom is currently without a car and needs to pay $2000+ for the repairs (She has paid about 1000 already on 3000 she owes)
I’m currently helping support our family from my music sales, money left over from my part time job, and any money from the community on here. We are all currently unemployed due to covid-19 as of right now. I know we’re all struggling right now so please don’t feel bad if you can’t send some $!
I saw a video where a lesbian girl was calling out biphobic lesbians who refuse to date bi girls but chase after straight girls and how that’s so hypocritical. I was super happy to see her addressing biphobia within the queer community!! But then I made the mistake of looking at the comments and literally all the top comments were lesbians disagreeing with her and saying they would never date bi girls… I should know by now not to look in the comments bc my feelings always end up getting hurt :(
I haven’t hugged or kissed or been within 6 feet of my girlfriend since the end of March and I’ve been projecting…. in case you were wondering my gf would be Aubrey bc she is magical and smart and funny and—-
in a little cottage far away from everyone, except my neighbour who wears a red bandana when she is picking fruits and bakes the best cakes and has a smile which makes my heart bloom and all I want is her in my arms so I pray to the forest that she thinks so too and one day she knocks on my door not just with her cake but also her heart in her hands willing to take mine in exchange
One of my favourite things about Lexa was when you saw her, she was this serious looking dangerous woman willing to do anything for her people. She had serious “do not fuck with me” vibes and it was impressive af.
And then she starts talking and her voice is fucking soft and emotional and shit. Sure she can yell and be unforgiving and her tone can be harsh. But the way she spoke to Clarke was soft and caring and that was beautiful.
wow if you keep existing i just might map out our entire future in my head which includes a cottage, the raising of cats, and many many loaves of bread while still somehow being able to muster up the courage to talk to you
a concept: i have a job that i love. it doesn’t have to pay that much, but it’s enough for my wife and i to live comfortably, with or without her added income. we live in our own place, and, sure, not all of the furniture matches, and we may have gotten that bookshelf and that dresser at two different garage sales, but it’s ours. we have a fluffy cat and a few plants here and there that we can take care of. we wake up every morning to the sounds of birds chirping outside the window, or to the sounds of cars in a bustling city- but no matter where we are, we’ve made a home. a home where anyone can feel welcome, and feel loved, and feel important. a home where we can live and love as we please.
all cooking wlw know is love claire saffitz, grow rosemary in a little pot, daydream about making dinner for a pretty girl, and ignore the growing pile of dishes in the sink and i think that’s very sexy of them